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prompt 6? high school sweethearts. dylan o brian ofc. could u do it where maybe the reader is also an actress or something and they are both celebrities. maybe add in a scene where they are in an interview where someone asks them ab how they met or soemtjing and idk it ends with smut lol

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𓆩♡𓆪 CHARACTER - Dylan O’Brien x Fem! Actress! Fiancée! Reader

𓆩♡𓆪 TYPE - fluff, smut

𓆩♡𓆪 WORD COUNT - 2.8K

𓆩♡𓆪 SUMMARY - You and Dylan had been together since he was shooting YouTube videos, and even replaced Holland as Lydia in Teen Wolf after a family emergency, and had been his partner in every film he shot from American Assassin to Love and Monsters to The Outfit. Besides, who could have better chemistry with Dylan than you?

𓆩♡𓆪 STORY WARNINGS - cursing & foul language || Drew Barrymore is now interviewing you and Dylan || nvm I saw an opportunity and took it, you didn’t make it to the interview || smut warnings include hickies, fingering, semi-public sex, car sex, oral, raw sex, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie

“Dylan, we have the interview soon!” You yelled out as you slipped on your dress. You were careful choosing this one out, especially because Drew sent you both a pretty fruit basket and you were insanely excited to talk to her.

“I know!” He yelled out, walking out of the restroom with a towel around his waist and his face cleanly shaven. His hazel eyes were bright as they stared at you smooth the sides of your red dress, the perfect color that suited you amazingly and one he could never look away from. “You look so amazing.”

You paused as you started to put the gold and garnet earrings he got for you as a monthly anniversary present. “Thanks, baby.”

He smiled widely as he walked over, the towel around his waist falling slightly with every step as he came behind you. He was about to press his chest to your back before you glared at him through the mirror.

“If you get this dress wet, we’re going to have problems.” You threaten playfully making him hum as he takes the earring from you and slips it into your ear.

He mumbled, rubbing his hands against your hips after officially securing it on the lobe of your ear. “I’m trying to be romantical here.”

You giggle, ignoring your own words and leaning back into his chest. “There’s ways of being romantical without getting me wet.”

He grinned, his fingers slowly trailing down your thighs. “But making you wet is my specialty, angel cakes.”

You giggled at the nickname, stroking his hair. “Angel cakes? That’s a new one.”

“Got it from our friend MC Mikey,” he grinned at you through the mirror. “Y’know, in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?”

You giggle, nodding. “I remember. I like it.”

“Do you now?” His hands slipped underneath your red dress, rubbing at your thighs as he hummed against your neck. “What else do you like?”

“I think I liked the blond,” you say, pushing your hands through his now grown out brown hair. “But I do like you clean shaven.”

He smiled, nodding. “Maybe I’ll go blond again for you,” his fingers slowly pulled up your dress, letting you watch him through the mirror as he let his fingers graze your slit up and down slowly. “Whatever you want me to do, angel cakes.”

You groaned as you tilted your head back, humming as his finger softly trailed over your underwear that you wore specifically not to leave any panty-lines on the dress. You leaned your head back against his shoulder, ignoring the slight wetness that settled on your back that would definitely mean that you’d have to change your dress, which was a shame because you really liked it.

“You need to calm down, Dylan,” you whisper, holding back a whimper as he dipped his fingers into your underwear and his mouth sucked against your neck. “D-Don’t leave hickeys, Dylan, I won’t be able to cover them up.”

“You don’t have to,” he mumbled, humming against your skin. “I like it when people can see them.”

You gasped, knowing you wouldn’t be able to stop him, so you hummed with a slight nod. “Just not too many, alright? And not too dark.”

“Whatever you say, angel cakes.”

You giggled as he pushed his fingers through your wet slit, his mouth wide and sucking against your skin as your hands tightly held his wrists, whimpers falling from your mouth as you leaned back into him, gasping. “Y-You need… you need to change, Dylan.”

“Do I have a red suit to match your dress?”

“Y-Yeah, i-it’s Valentino,” you whisper, whimpering. “K-Kinda like the one Pedro wore for the Met Gala, just with pants.”

He laughed, his mouth sucking on your earlobe. “What if we’re just a little late?”

“No, Dylan, she sent us a fruit basket!”

“Fuck her fruit basket,” he basically growled, groaning as he bucked his hips up into you. “Tell me what you chose me to wear, angel cakes.”

“Th-The red oversized coat… red button down, black Valentino tie and some slacks,” you groaned as his thumb slid over your clit, rolling the sensitive bud between two fingers before his mouth pressed to your jaw. “Fuck, Dylan.”

“Who are you imagining wearing that suit, huh baby? Me or Pedro, I know you’ve had a crush on him since Narcos,” he teased you, his tongue peeking out as you groaned. “Me or Pedro, angel cakes?”

You hold his jaw, delicately grazing your teeth over his mole as he groans. “Definitely Pedro.”

You both laughed loudly as he took out his fingers from your panties, a squeal echoing off of the walls from your mouth as he pushed them in between his lips and walked to the walk-in closet. “Are you going to change, baby?!”

“No!” You yelled back, fixing your dress and checking that a wet spot wasn't peeking through. “It’ll dry by the time we get there!”

You put on the gold choker you bought and a gold and diamond bracelet with Dylan’s initials engraved on the nameplate on your wrist, fixing your engagement ring and his rope chain that you had been wearing the past few days. You loved stealing his jewelry, but it’s more like the two of you swapped because as soon as he walked out of the closet dressed like a fucking god with some combat boots on to match Pedro’s, he slipped on a small gold hoop onto the helix of his right ear because of the lack of a needle.

You hummed as you grabbed a stack of hoops from your jewelry box, coming next to him as you kissed his cheek softly, sliding the stack onto the lower area of his helix on his other ear. “I was imagining you, Dylan,” you whisper with a firm tug to his thigh. “I’m always imagining you, baby.”

He smiled at you, holding your cheek with a firm hand and pressing another kiss to your lips. “Well then, we have another thing in common, baby.”

You giggled as he held your hip, guiding you out of the room and down the stairs.

“If your dress isn’t dry by the time we get there, I’ll give you my jacket, okay?”

You hummed, smiling as you both walked out of your home and he helped you into the SUV, quickly sliding into the car and putting his arm around you. “How are we doing on time, angel cakes?”

“We’re running a little late, but not by much. When we get there, we should just have enough time to be fitted with mics and then go on air,” you say, leaning forward to look at your reflection in the rearview mirror. “Dylan! You left, like, a dozen!”

“I left four!” He said, laughing as you started tugging on his jacket. “What, you’re that eager? Mycroft, put up the privacy screen!”

“What? No, no Mycroft, don’t do that!” You yell, your driver laughing as you groan. “I need to cover them up because you’re acting like a fucking vampire and leaving hickies all over me!”

“Here, I’ll give it to you when we get there, alright?” He whispers, pressing firm kisses to your neck as you roll your eyes playfully. “But we still have like fifteen minutes until we get there, angel cakes. Why don’t you put that pretty mouth to use for something else, hm? Repay me for earlier?”

You glared at him, but looked at Mycroft through the mirror. “Will you put the privacy screen up, please Mycroft?”

“Whatever you say, Ms. Y/N.” He reached forward, slowly pushing the button to make the privacy screen go up and a deep sigh left your mouth.

“We have half an hour, maybe more, Dylan,” you say, a smile on your face as you slowly take off your seatbelt. You could feel Mycroft slow down as you kneeled on the seat, slowly unzipping his slacks after unbuttoning them. It didn’t surprise you when his cock immediately bulged through his underwear, a hum leaving your mouth as you licked over the fabric. “Why am I not surprised?”

He groaned loudly, hips bucking as you hushed him softly. “Fuck, Y/N.”

“Careful, darling,” you whispered, humming with another soft lick to the growing wet patch on his black briefs. “Our windows might be tinted and the privacy screen might be up, but nothing muffles how loud you’re going to be.”

You giggled as he groaned out, holding the back of your head with a hand covered in golden rings. He hissed as you pulled out his cock, head rolling back as you pumped him slowly just how he liked it, slowly and tightly. Your hand barely went around his girth, your mouth sucking loudly against his pretty tip before licking down the bottom of his shaft.

You could feel his cock pulse in your mouth, pulling him farther down your throat as his hand held your butt, rubbing and pushing into your cunt. Your eyes rolled back as his fingertips circle the rim of your entrance, warm and clenching around nothing so desperately.

You couldn't even focus on his cock, choking and gagging around his length as he pulled his fingers away and pushed them into his mouth. His other hand held your waist tightly, his mouth kissing against your shoulder as he leaned down and pushed a finger into you slowly. Your eyes rolled back as you bobbed your head, pumping your hands as he slowly pushed in and out of your cunt.

You pulled away for a second, gasping for air as he thrusted his fingers in and out of you, teasingly pushing another into your cunt. You basically mewled as both of his fingers pushed in and out, in and out, a steady rhythm you couldn’t stop thinking about as you relax your jaw and bobbed your head around the tip of his cock, pulling it to the back of your throat as you hollow your cheeks around it.

He groaned loudly against your shoulder, your mouth enclosed around his length as his other hand held the back of your head and pressed kisses to your shoulder. “Just like that baby, just like that. Fuck, you’re doing so good.”

You hummed around his length, thighs shaking as he twisted his fingers inside of you and another circled around your cunt, slowly pushing in another finger that made your cunt clench and a loud moan fell from your lips. “Who’s being loud now, hm? Your cunt is clenching more than usual, are you about to cum?”

You whined, humming around his length as you pulled away, nodding. “Yes! Yes, I am, fuck!”

He groaned as his mouth sucked against your shoulder, leaving another hickey in your skin as you pulled his cock into your mouth, a feeling of emptiness settling in the pit of your stomach as he pulled his fingers out of you, his mouth leaving a blaze of warmth wherever he went and a shudder run down your spine as he bucked his hips.

Your eyes rolled back, a loud groan falling from your mouth making him choke and push you down until your mouth was fully enveloping his cock and giving him a chance to come undone underneath you. You hummed as you continued to bob your head, pulling away just enough so that his cum flooded your mouth.

You pulled away, swallowing as he grinned down at you, his cock still hard. “You know damn well that getting me off once does nothing.”

You giggled as you slowly pushed yourself over his cock, humming as you held his shoulders. “I know.”

He smiled as you slowly held his shaft, hissing as you slowly sank onto his cock, your head tilting back as he held your hips. He pressed soft kisses to your jaw, humming as his fingers dug into the fabric of your dress, his mouth leaving more heat onto your skin which already felt like it was on fire. “Dy-Dylan, I want to take it off,” you whispered, whining. “Take off my dress.”

He smiled, laughing slightly as he held the hem of your dress. “It’s going to take a minute to put it on again, my darling. Are you sure you want to take it off?”

You whined, rolling your hips as he groaned underneath you. “I-It’s just so hot, it’s so fucking hot.”

“I know baby, but I don’t want you stressed out when we get there,” his fingers held your waist, your hips rolling as he slowly took off his seatbelt. “Do you want me to tell Mycroft to turn up the AC?”

You thought about it for a minute, but shook your head. You always got hot whenever he fucked you, or was about to fuck you, his hips strong as he began to thrust. “N-No, just keep fucking me, don’t stop.”

He hummed into your ear, grunting as he held your hips and his mouth attached to the same hickies he had made earlier. “Remember the first time I had you like this? Fucked you in the backseat whenever that stupid movie was playing in the football field, they were trying to take us back to the 80s or some shit?”

You groaned loudly, his mouth making your mind hazy as you bucked your hips into his. “Yeah, I remember. It had to be like our… What, fourth time having sex? You were so desperate.”

“Who’s desperate now, hm?” He says, leaning back and fixing your legs around his waist and grunting as he positioned your hips a little higher, leaning down to press his wet lips to yours. “I know your body gets all hot when you’re desperate. Like you want to cum. You’re desperate, aren’t you? You want to cum again?”

You whined, nodding. “Y-Yes,” your fingers ran over his clothed chest, your head lulling up and down in a pathetic nod. “I want you to fuck me harder, Dylan.”

“Do you?” He teased, groaning as he leaned forward as he pressed kisses to your lips. “I will, I’ll do whatever you want.”

You laughed, pulling his face into your neck. “You’re still so fucking desperate.”

He laughed, his nose nuzzling into your neck as his hips moved faster, just like you wanted him to. He groaned, his mouth still pushing against the same hickies that he had made earlier, his fingers pushing down to rub firm circles into your clit. His cock was pounding into you making your stomach twist and turn, tightening as your walls would clamp down onto his shaft, his broken moans filling the back seats along with the wet squelching of your cunt and the slaps of skin against skin.

“I might be desperate,” he grunted, his mouth quickly finding yours to kiss and push his tongue into your mouth, groaning loudly. “But you’re one fucking worthy person to be desperate for. The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, falling in love with you quicker than a bitch could say ‘fuck’.”

You laughed as he pulled you closer, his other hand pushing into your hair to pull you in for another kiss, his teeth grazing your lips that were painted with lipstick and his tongue pushing into your mouth making a loud groan leaving your mouth. That combined with the strong thrusts of his hips, his cock imminently and repeatedly ramming into you made your stomach tighten and your nails dig into his back.

His hips slam into you, a loud groan falling from his lips as he choked against your lips, pulling away to inhale deeply. “F-Fuck, I think I made a mess.”

You hummed, feeling his cum flood into your stomach as you run your fingers through his hair before a soft tap on the privacy screen makes both of you stiffen. “We’re here!”

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KakaGai Week 2024: Black tulip

Words: 1,380 Pairing: KakaGai Promt: Flowers

Kakashi walked through the aisles of the Yamanaka’s flower shop while contemplating his options. He had already grabbed a few seeds for vegetables and he was considering a fruit tree as well, but he was not sure about which flowers to choose. There were too many options and he was not an expert on them as much as with other plants.

“Kakashi-sensei!” a light voice called coming from the back of the shop. “It’s a surprise seeing you here.”

Ino had grown quite a bit since the end of the War, maturing and becoming the head of her Clan just as Shikamaru had had to do with his. Of course, as a well-organized kunoichi she still found time to take care of the flower shop and work as an active ninja. In the meantime, Kakashi was having difficulties staying awake during a morning meeting at the Hokage’s office.

“Hello, Ino” he greeted with a small smile. “I was deciding about what to take for my garden.”

“Oh, so Gai-sensei and you have finally decided to bring some color to the backyard? That’s great news!” she said with a happy tone as he checked what the Hatake had in his hands. “I see that you took some vegetables seeds, do you need help knowing how to take care of them?”

“Not really, my father and I used to cultivate them when I was a kid, and I kept at it until I joined the jounin barracks, so I should be fine with them” he explained, turning then his body to point towards the fruit trees in the small greenhouse. “However, I would appreciate your help choosing a tree.”

The Yamanaka nodded, moving to the back of the shop to show him the options he had looked at a few minutes before.

“Well, being your first one, I would recommend an apple tree, and if you actually want apples, you’ll need to take two so they can pollinate. I would make you a discount, don’t worry. Also, I wouldn’t take the seeds, but one of our medium pots so hopefully in a year or two you’ll have something that looks like a real tree.”

“Mm… I guess it’s a good option, Gai likes apples.”

“Gai-sensei loves anything that is healthy” Ino laughed.

The Hatake smiled and nodded in agreement. Decided to follow the kunoichi’s advice, he used his hands to make two clones and made each one of them take a pot with an apple tree to the front desk.

“Anything else I can help you with, Kakashi-sensei?”

“Well, I had also thought about buying some flowers, both for growing in the garden and to bring to Gai today.”

The expression on the Yamanaka’s face became soft and a nostalgic smiled appeared on her lips.

“It’s fun to see how you don’t hide your feelings, sensei, with Asuma-sensei he always tried to convince me the flowers were not for Kurenai-sensei.”

“Of course he did” Kakashi laughed.

As the girl continued to help him with his decisions, they kept talking about the Sarutobi and remembering him. It felt nice to hear how much his students still loved Asuma, proving he had done a great job raising them.

The Hatake almost had to create a new clone just to open the door of the house, as the other two were carrying one pot each and his hands were full of bags with seeds and smaller pots with other plants. Thankfully, his amazing skills as a shinobi helped him to turn the key by using the strength of his left thumb and pinky.

“Gai!” he called as soon as he entered and made the clones disappear. “Can you come to the entrance? I need some help with the shopping!”

His partner was not as far as he had thought, as he heard him probably transferring from the sofa to the wheelchair in the living room around the corner.

“I didn’t know we needed to go shopping, rival” the other man commented as he approached. “You should’ve told me so I could help from the beginning, I still can… What is all this, Kakashi?”

The taijutsu master had cut himself midsentence as he took in the small green forest that had just invaded the entrance of their house. The Hatake could only smile at the surprise.

“This is your new project” he explained as he left the bags he was carrying over Gai’s lap, “or ours, if you would like for me to join. You commented the garden was a little depressing a few months ago, remember?”

Even if with a confused expression, the other man moved his arms to hold the bags in place.

“Well, rival, I appreciate the intention, but I must continue with my rigorous training if I’m going to recover soon, so I can’t…”

“You can, Gai, and you will” Kakashi interrupted him, this time with a serious tone. “You know what the doctor said; you’ve actually worsened your condition by exceeding your limits, so you should take some time to recover and focus on other things. There is more living beyond training, Gai.”

He added the last sentence in a lower tone to try and hide his feelings, but as attentive as his partner was, he noticed them anyways. Even if they had finally recognized they loved each other after the War, since starting his rehabilitation Gai had put all their activities on a halt, whether they were challenges or even sex. To say Kakashi had started to feel their relationship cooling down was an understatement.

“I…” the taijutsu master mumbled, voice slightly shaking. “I’m sorry, rival. You’re right, I should not force my body that much, I promise I’ll try to do better from now on.”

The Hatake just nodded in silence, turning then around to take one of the apple trees. It would be a while before they got actual apples, but the thought of seeing something grow as years passed in the house he once shared with his father and now did with the man he loved, brought him happiness.

“So… About the garden” Gai started a few seconds after, probably wanting to change the tone of the conversation to one lighter. “I see here you bought a lot of things, are you sure we’ll have space for everything?”

“Yeah, I think so, and if not we could move the flowers to the front yard, I guess” Kakashi explained. “Will you want my help, then?”

“Of course, rival!” the other man exclaimed. “We could even make a challenge out of it, see who can dig the wholes faster! And on the long road whose plants grow better!”

“Mah, Gai, this is going to be our garden, let’s not make a competition of who has a better green hand” he huffed. “Although I’m up for the other suggestion.”

“YOSH! It’ll be a challenge, then.”

Suddenly full of energy, the taijutsu master rolled himself straight to the back door that gave access to the garden, letting the bags in the porch and coming back to take the other apple tree before even Kakashi could’ve crossed half of the hall. Only once everything was out did he remember about the last item he had bought at the shop.

As Gai inspected the leaves of the small trees, the Hatake bended down next to the bags and took out from one of them an almost black tulip encased in a long plastic box for conservation.

“I got you something else” he commented as nonchalant as he managed.

His partner frowned as his sight left the trees to focus on the object he was offering him, eyes opening widely upon seeing the flower.

“Rival, it’s beautiful!” he exclaimed as he took the tulip with incredible delicacy. A few seconds passed while he admired the present, his face becoming red after a bit. “Do you, uh, know what a black tulip signifies, Kakashi?”

“Well, unless Ino lied to me, I would say it’s ‘eternal love’” he replied, smiling over the blush that had started to appear in his own face. “It suits us, don’t you think, eternal rival?”

Instead of answering with words, Gai brought one arm up to grab the neck of his tactical vest and pulled it down until their lips met.

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Can You Do A Vampire Mikey x F!Reader But In Bayverse And With Prompts And Can You Do A Lemon 🍋 For It Too

142. “Bite me.” 132. “Argue all you want we both know you belong to me.” 5. “MINE.” 89. Mating season 151. “Do you know how a turtle takes his mate?” 96. Making out 58. Turtle bedroom 123. “Don’t hold back.” and Turning Into A Vampire

oh you ain’t know? ….turtles bite!

MIKEY X FEMREADER

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this is my first ask, and i honestly hope, i did well.

let me set the scene:

in this world its 2022 , mutants are normal but its rare to see them everyday, some people have accepted them and well…. you know the rest.

a few months Ago you were celebrating a friends halloween birthday party in her penthouse apartment in upstate new York, you went dressed up as a sexy vampires, You were basically in lingerie you had fake fang teeth, wearing a black & burnt orange corset with orange lace boy shorts  black thigh high stockings,strippa heels,with a lace dark orange vail .the party was lit, there was drinking games, stripping games,dance contest starting every 5 minutes. people were really letting loose. you knew your drinking limit, but that night you knew you went a little over bord but you were still very aware of everything that was going on around you,so to sober up you set down on a nearby couch and drank two water bottles. something was telling you to look up so you did & right across the dim lit room, you saw him,A mutant turtle man, One of the 4 brothers that saved New York back in 2016 from aliens. you heard about them but never seen them up close before. man was he handsome. looking back on it you couldn’t remember what his costume was but it might’ve been a police swat team or ninja of sorts . but you honestly didn’t care because his look was so different & those damn baby blue eyes captured you, no literally it’s like as soon as you locked eyes with him without thinking your legs started moving by themselves ,before you knew it he had you wrapped in his arms. BIG MISTAKE

}}}}}}} Y/N get your sexy ass in here!!, you can clean them dishes later, i need you now. y/n is so beautiful, loving, caring. but tonights the night she’ll find out that besides me being a turtle im also a vampire, i was bit by a mutant vampire 2 years ago.

}}}}}}}}} I stopped what I was doing and slowly walk into his room, sometimes I forget that he’s not fully human, his body is godlike,im talking Hercules or Poseidon.  then reality sets in and I remember that he is a mutant, and true to his animal side his turtle room was dark,and humid, starting down his winding steps that were made of mahogany wood, his roomed smelled sweet like citrus fruit, the walls were covered with lush green vines , flowers & jagged rocks that had water trickling down them which led into a beautiful small pond that had a few koi fish in it. on the walls he had Beautiful paintings & sketches that hung, the floors were of marble and leading to his bed there was plush black shag carpet . turning my attention to the turtle man we lock eyes, but something seems different, his eyes seem darker, and so does the room or is it just the atmosphere.

}}}}}}}}} there’s my girl, come hop on my lap with your pretty slef, so i can kiss those lushly plump lips that i love so much.

}}}}}}}}} doin as told, i got on his lap and we start to Makeout heavily. man could he kiss, he had every inch of my body on fire, he grabbed my ass, breasts, and neck, its like once he gets started i cant get enough of him. then out of nowhere he abruptly pins me on my back and takes a huge sniff of the air,& says MINE

}}}}}} her ass, & breasts plump and ready for devouring, taking in the air around me, i could smell that she was ready, her arousal had me seeing colors so to speak, Y/n my love, i say kissing her neck,,,, yes mickey? …..do you know how a turtle takes his mate?…. umm no… no i dont mikey? well your about to find out,i say cooing in her ear, because its mating season

}}}}}}} while mickey was kissing on my neck he started talking about some mating season about turtles, then it hit me…. he wants to have sex! all we’ve ever done was kiss or dry hump. man this was kinda sudden or was it?…. is time slipping away from me that fast. No mikey, i say as i tried to push him away, im not ready… well at least thats what my mind’s telling me but my body craves you some how. why?

}}}}}}}} my love please stop fighting this,Argue all you want we both know you belong to me. you crave me because you love me, this is supposed to be, i make you do nothing you dont wanna do. not being able to hold back on my animalistic instincts any longer, i bite into her neck hard enough to penetrate but gentle enough where I don’t hurt her, taking in her sweet nectar of blood i go numb. stopping to look into her eyes i ask can i continue… y/n?…. umm i guess so mikey, No Y/n! i need a yes or no answer!!! it’s important, i need permission……. okay damn you dont have to yell….y-yes you..m-may continue mikey……good girl cuz thats all i needed.

}}}}}}} before I could say anything else , Mikey bit me, he fucking bit me, immediately my body filled with pain then like a light switch i felt pleasure and it actually felt good, everything heightened, my eyesight smell & touch,but why? why did i now feel so amazing, then mikey latched off my neck and ripped off my shirt and pants, and striped me of my underwear too,i was now in my birthday suit, mikey cupped my face so gently and kissed me so sweetly, and said “ im going to fuck you now” . we made love for hours it seemed. he ate, licked and fucked every hole i had, which left me weak but satisfied.

}} }}}kissing this beautiful lady before me,i couldn’t believe all we had just did in the last few hours, she was all mine & i hers.i stop and just bask before her , but in the back of my mind i know i need to let her know she’s no longer just human,and she needs to eat or she’ll die. y/n my love, do you feel any different?

well, now that you’ve mention it, it’s like all my senses are heightened and I’m feeling weak & strong at the same time, I crave something but I don’t know what it is. ”you crave blood y/n” , what the hell are you talking about Mikey? im human why would i crave blood?  because you’re not just human anymore y/n you’re now a vampire, well Vampires. “wait what!!,, how? i mean when?…Ouch! i just bit my lip!! why are my teeth so sharp!!! ,….this isn’t making any sense…. i cant be a vampire because then that would mean…wait.. w-wait….i-it was you! this whole damn time!!! your the reason!!! thats why i’ve been in a trance like state, not knowing if its night or day ….. fuck you mikey!!!! fuck, fuck, fuck!!!… you turned me into this?!!!! yes y/n but i didn’t make you do anything my love please understand. deep down you must’ve wanted me just the same or it wouldn’t have worked. well at least thats how the rules go… & i’m not just a turtle Im part vampire, I was a bit a while ago now this is my life. i never craved anyone until you. but we’ll have a deeper conversation later because you need to eat.

}}}}}}

this is all honestly too much, I’ve been willingly unwillingly turned into a vampire. and im naked, what is to become of me now? I feel weak really weak. im hungry. i need to eat.

Y/n ….your going to have to drink my blood.

what! no are you insane. i’m hungry but I’m not that hungry.

y/n you will die if you dont.

what?

yes, once a vampire bites you, you need to bite them back or bite another person. or you’ll parish

come on y/n Bite me,

man hell nah, im not giving into my vampire desires

baby cakes you’ll die!!, please this is the only way, i promise everything will be okay

}}}}}}}}

looking into mikey eyes, though pissed off i know he’s telling the truth somehow. well how and where do you want my to do it? this is all new to me man.

}}}}

come, sit on my lap and just go for it, mikey idk about this im nervous, “its okay” you wont hurt me at all… hmmm,,, okay… “sniff” wait whats that smell? its amazing!!! “its blood y/n. now do it, bite!

}}}}}} sitting on his lap, i spread my legs across him , and arch my neck opposite his, welp no going back,, mmmm his blood smells amazing, i cant take it anymore!!!! i bit down and hard,,,, aaagh!!! thats it baby cakes DONT HOLD BACK!!! take whats yours become what you truly are deep inside!!!!

}}}}}} drinking his worm delicious blood, my life flashed before my eyes, i seen past present and future, i seen the wonders of the world and the worst, tears prickling out my eyes, i latch off, then it all went black

}}}}}} angel cakes??…. wake up… y/n please..wake up baby

hmp…..mikey…. wha-what happened to me!

i had a weird …..dream

i dreamt, you turned me into a vampire, and we had some amazing sex. and that i bit & drank your blood

it wasn’t a dream angel face….we are vampires now and are bound together for life,

woah, so all of that was true it really happened!… im no longer just human?

yes y/n are you mad at me?

honestly, not anymore everything that i use to want & be is no longer i crave you, and we’ve you only had regular sex, now i gotta fuck you, vampire style

thats my girl

[lunarifie]

Rewatching Ninjago

(With no context other than the episode)

Skybound 1-2

Im gonna be completely honest, out of all the seasons, I remember skybound the most

Maybe because it was the first time the series took Jay away from the comedic role and gave him development

I need everyone to stop calling Nya ‘sweetheart’ or im going to explode them with my mind

OH WAIT I FORGOT

THIS IS THE SEASON THEY GET FAMOUS

I was so caught up on pirates, genies, and Jay being an idiot that i forgot that was a huge factor

I remember I really hated dareth this season

Dareth: Your a boy band! A hunk machine! You dont need a girl in the group!

All the ninja: 😐😑😐

They really called him out on his bullshit

Cole wants nothing to do with the love triangle 😭

God I remember hating this famous ninja thing

Theres was so much second hand embarrassment I had to endure, and now I have to do it all over again

So much unneeded drama

Like yeah, i want the ninja to have recognition, but I dont want them to become popstars 💀

just for them to be appreciated for doing their JOBS

Cole got so giddy learning he can disappear :)

Jay and Zane have weekly chess game nights its canon because I said so

I love happy Cole, yes, your a ghost but your living your best life, LIKE YOU SHOULD.

Cole: remember back in the tomb of the first spinjitzu master? When we all saw the reflections of out future selves?

Cole: When I couldnt see anything, it wasnt because I was a goner! It was because I could disappear!!! (Strikes a pose and disappears) :D

Jay: ohhhh then why dont you make like a ghost and VANISH. 🙄

Hhfkdndjfnd

Be nicer to him Jay 😭

Zane: you still havent told him about the reflection of you and nya, have you?

Jay: And ruin our friendship? No thanks.

I can promise you, Cole couldnt give two shits about having a romantic relationship with Nya. Nonetheless FIGHT you over it

Jay: Either way, she made up her mind. Its just, seeing us together, its all I can think about.

Damn.

Honestly, Nyas anger directed towards Jay is completely valid. If I was perceived by the media as merely an object or prize to be won I’d be fuming.

Its so funny that Kai is all about this ‘fame’ thing. Being the poster board face for lego ninjago at the beginning and having the most merchandise

CLOUSE!

I love reoccurring characters even if Clouse is a little bitch

Misako: They’re growing up…

Wu: Yes, but I like to think ninjago would fall apart without us.

Valid.

its nice to feel wanted

Nya: Are you sending out a CHIRP?!?!?

Kai: UH, my followers have wants too!!!!

KAI GODDAMMIT.

Purple ninja my beloved

I love little kids helping the ninja its my favorite thing

Nya: how long did it take you to make that gi?

Purple ninja: when youve broken both your legs, you have a lot of time on your hands 😊 (slams into an exit door)

Wait wait wait wait

THIS is the rooftop. THE ROOFTOP WHERE JAYA HAPPENS!!!!

Jay: We’re a team! We stick together!

Nya: thanks. But i can stick up for myself.

Cole: He was just trying to be nice 😒

Jay: Dont worry! Its just our ‘first fight’ :)

JAY. CMON DUDE.

Nyas allowed to be stingy but dont take it out on Jay 😭

Coles literally telling Nya to take Jays hand hes had enough of this bullshit 💀

Doesn’t clouse get screwed over by this genie?

Ah, excuse me. Djinn.

I forgot how Cole turns human again but if its anything like Clouses traumatically painful cries of agony then maybe he should stay a ghost…

Kais figurines are actually really cute.

Zane and Lloyd: No traces of clouse…

Yeah bc hes fucking dead

Its common knowledge now that ninjago is one of the 16 realms??? Like citizens know??? That would drive me absolutely insane.

Nadakhan: Delara died?!?

Cyrus borg as the infobot: died, expired, rot, tint, kicked the bucket-

Hfjsbfjsntbr

Cyrus borg: I cant tell you where the realm crystal is! But i can tell you who has it! And where THEY are!

Me: 😐😑😐

Man in stiix: No one here cares for them fruit-colored ninja.

Cole: Um! 🤨 excuse me 😠 what fruit is black 🙄

Jay: blackberries?

Cole:

Cole: shut it jay.

SO THIS IS WHEN THEYRE ALL SEEN AS CRIMINALS

But wtf does nadakhan have to do with this? Can he do illusions or some shit?

NOOOO NOT JAYS PARENTS STOP

I feel like my soul was ripped out at how sad they looked

Nya comforting Jay after he sees his disappointed parents 🥹

Chief: the ninja are at large, they are armed and dangerous. And—and. (Squinting at his script) they have, legs?

Chief: Call law enforcement so we can apprehend them.

Zane, dialing law enforcement: Hello? Law enforcement?

Lloyd: Zanewhatareyoudoing-

Zane: I am programmed to obey the law 🤨 I need to tell them our location.

Stiix citizens: arent you all those ninjas?

Jay: HAHA! Nope! We’re that other group that has a nindroid, a ghost, and a girl…

hfjsjfndjsdhdisnr

Kai: six against six, at least its an even number.

Lloyd: were not gonna fight citizens KAI.

Kai: … dammit…

Jay: how are we supposed to fight back??!?!? Witty banter!?!?!?!

Zane: Statistically your witty banter usually gets us into more trouble 😄

Love how Coles hoodie makes him look more ghostly

Awwwwww nya allowed jay to help her

Theyre growing :)

People of stiix calling them the fruit-colored ninja is the greatest thing

If Lego had the balls they’d call them the fruity ninja

THE CHIEF GOT MISAKO?!?!?

RONIN.

THE NINJA TRUSTED YOU YOU ASSHOLE

This is actually so interesting, i remember the ninja being framed for crimes but I forgot it was this season. And right after they were famous and beloved nonetheless.

Wait is Wu inside Djinns bottle??? Like Clouse???

Misakos so smart she already knows who nadakhan is 😌

Okay but WHY dont they believe misako and the ninja

Like is it THAT hard to believe that a past enemy the ninja defeated can create illusions, and might want revenge????

Do the police legitimately believe, the ninja, known for being stealthy and cunning, are just gonna GIVE their status on social media?????

I guess a clues a clue right

Man they dont give Nya ANY credit. That was obviously her bracelet on the rat too. It was HER plan. Not Kais 😒

Jay. Ik your not this stupid. Nya just said a djinn is bad news. Trust your future girlfriend on this one buddy.

Jay: I know from my reflection that we end up together! Maybe a wish is how!

I mean… hes not wrong.

Lloyd: then we’ll find Djinn in pairs so he cant pick us off.

Jay: (immediately goes to Nyas side with a huge smile)

Cole (popping out of nowhere): Yeah yeah! And Jay and I can look for clues at the scene of the crime where he framed us!

Cole: What do you say buddy, just like old times?

Jay: haha sweeeeeet. Who doesnt like old times 🙃

Kai and Nya: sibling team

Jay and Cole: Bruise team

Lloyd and Zane: actually-get-shit-done team

RONIN YOU ASS

I refuse to believe ronins smart enough to hack into Zanes system.

This must be so scary for Lloyd to just watch his friend go braindead

Dont-mention-Nya-every-time-your-on-screen challenge. Try it out Ronin.

He sucks so much.

Hes a cool villain though.

Ronins really catching them all like pokemon huh

Jay: its the amusement park! So many fond memories. Thats where I unlocked my true potential! Oh oh! And theres where Nya and I had out first date. I bet we’ll laugh about this in the future :)

Cole: ?

Jay: I meaaaaaan, why would she laugh about that! She hates me. 😀

Your giving yourself away Jay

Cole: The djinn can shape-shift! He could be anybody!

Jay: 😨

Jay:

Jay: (sticks his hand through ghost Cole)

Cole:…

Cole: seriously?

Jay: just needed to make sure 😊

RONIN.

Cole after hearing his friends are all captured:

Jay, at ronin: HA! You think u can electrically tie the master of lightning!

Ronin, pointing a cannon gun: Yeah but are you the master of kabloowey 🤨

Cole: You cant see me!!! Im a ghost! Am i here? Or over here!?!? HAHAHA

Ronin: I have thermal vision Cole. 😐

Cole: you do…? (Gets captured)

Ronin really DID catch them all…

The chief: Ninjago is safe once again!

I hope the chief gets fired.

[starsfic]

10 Different Happenings: Red Son

In different worlds, there are different what-ifs.

Here’s ten what-ifs for Red Son

(1 is the Swap AU of @winterpower98, 2 is the roleswap au of @ninja-knox-ur-sox-off, 3 is @masterbuilderintern’s Spirit Monkie AU, 6 is inspired by an art piece done by @fre-dream, and 8 is Smoke, Flasks, and Unfinished Tasks by @skellebonez.)

-_-

1.

Fire.

It burned around him. Through him. In him.

There was something about it though... but did it matter? No. No, it didn’t. All that mattered, all that remained was the fire. He walked, focusing on the flames as he walked, focusing on the heat, the-

“Red!”

A voice?

Ignore it. It doesn’t matter.

“Red! Listen to me, please!” The walking stopped, although he wasn’t sure why. Some part of him demanded it, demanded he focus on the voice. It brought a different heat then the soothing flames. And... a memory. A memory of a pretty smile...

“Please come back to me.”

Then the heat was wrapping around him, almost overpowering the heat of the flames. It stroked... what? Pity? Sadness? Grief that the pretty smile’s owner was attached to something so foul...

The heat’s voice spoke again, in a whisper, low enough that he had to strain to hear it.

“I love you too.”

And then the hoop was around his neck and Red Son was back.

2.

It had been bugging him since he had been knocked out.

Red had barely caught a glimpse of it, but the gold around everything revealed that it was the truth.

Xiaotian was currently rummaging through his closet, looking for a hairband before they headed to the arcade, leaving him to sit on his bed. Now was a perfect time.

Red took a deep breath and blinked. When he opened his eyes, the world was cast in a lovely shade of gold. Then Xiaotian stepped out of the closet. “Hey, Red. Ready to go?”

But he couldn’t respond.

Because the sight in front of him was both lovely and utterly awful.

Xiaotian was green, like a pretty jade figurine. But cracks ran through him, blue-green and yellow bouncing off each other to create an unsettling image. The worst part was the dragon wrapped tight around him, claws digging into his eyes, which were now nothing but blue-green.

Then Red blinked again.

“Red?” The world was back to color and Xiaotian was normal again. Except he wasn’t. “You okay?”

Was he?

3.

Red groaned as he poked his head behind the corner, looking around. He resisted a shiver at the cold temperature- he had plenty of time to get used to the cold. “I can’t believe you had to wake me up of all people.”

Behind him, the dragon girl snorted. “You’re welcome, your Highness.”

The title was only reminding him of the blue and white robes he wore, stuff he would save for his mother’s stuffy dinner parties. Stuff that Xiaotian had dressed his sleeping body in.

Okay, time to go away from those thoughts.

“All that power going to his head,” Red explained, looking around again. “He needed something to tether him to what’s real. Someone on his side.” And Red had happily been that tether, making sure Xiaotian didn’t do something too wild. He whirled around on her.

She needed to know how badly she’d screwed up.

“In the dreaming world, I could talk to him any time I wanted. What you just did-”

And the chill became an overwhelming cold.

Red breathed out, noting the clouds that had formed at the breath, and sighed.

“You just took a knife to that tether.”

4.

When the message about his father’s defeat at Sun Wukong’s hands came, Red turned back to his meditation.

Princess Iron Fan waited for her son to come home, but he never did.

5.

When Xiaotian came down, he found DBK madly cackling, red painting his hands.

6.

Red Son turned the necklace over in his hand, considering it.

The Demon Bull family’s symbol was on the front in careful red strokes. His mother had assured him that he’d always worn it. And besides, it would remind their enemies who their defeat came at the hands of... except that had been a lie. It had all been lies.

“I think I had a traumatic childhood.” he admitted out loud.

Both to himself and the black-furred monkey next to him.

7.

Red stared at the image.

He blinked, rubbed his eyes, and then returned to staring.

On-screen was the campus’ latest meme. He couldn’t tell you if he wanted to what the words were. What he was focused on was the image that created the meme.

It was of him.

Dressed in what could barely be called an outfit, just a piece of gossamer fabric that had been wrapped around him for practice of fabric, lunging at Qi Xiaotian. He could remember the event- it was last Friday, his most recent modeling session. He and Xiaotian had been doing their regular argument when the latter had said something and...

He hadn’t been able to control the urge to throttle him.

And now the outline of his ass was out for all to see.

Red barely noticed the screen of his phone cracking under his grip. All he could focus on was finding that stupid noodle boy and finishing the job.

8.

His father was gone.

His father... was gone. Had left him. Had disowned him and cast him out and abandoned him. Was never coming back for him.

Red Son felt his knees grow weak. He collapsed onto them, staring at where he had last seen his father. Unnoticed by him, tears rolled down his face, turning to steam as they touched his skin.

He wasn’t sure how long he stayed there, on his knees in the little corner his father had secluded them in. At least he had given him the mercy of privacy before disowning him.

Finally, Red Son staggered to his feet.

With nothing else to it, he disappeared in a rush of flames.

Heading towards Flower Fruit Mountain.

9.

Xiaotian and Xiaojiao stared at the scene- the empty digsite and the fact that Red Son was digging in the middle of it.

He paused. “Don’t worry. I won’t attack. There’s no need anyway. It’s all gone.”

“Then...” Xiaotian paused to reach the bottom of the slope. He held out his staff just in case. “Why are you digging?”

“Oh, it’s simple really. My parents needed this artifact to power Father’s armor since going after the staff would be a waste of time.” Unwillingly, Xiaotian’s grip tightened on his staff. He and Xiaojiao shared an uncertain look. “Since I failed my last mission, I thought hey! A chance to make up for it! Except,” Red gestured grandly to the dig site, empty of people.

And artifacts.

“And I can’t go back empty-handed! Not like last time! So,” Red Son returned to pawing through the dirt. “This is my grave.” He glanced over his shoulder, his wide grin and messy hair revealing his unravelling state. “Want me to dig you two ones as well?”

The two shook their heads.

“Suit yourself.” Without another word, Red Son faceplanted in the dirt, dragging dirt over his head.

Xiaotian and Xiaojiao shared another worried look.

Oh boy...

10.

Red Son stared at the scene in front of him. Finally, he had to speak.

“And, pray tell, do you want me to join this little...” He picked up one of the figurines. It looked like the Noodle Boy’s little sister, the real one glaring at him, except this figurine was dressed in white and blue. “Gaming session of yours?”

“Uh, because it’s fun?” The Dragon Girl handed him a figurine. Much to his displeasure (and secret amusement) it was of him. A little scowl on his face and all. “Come on... It’ll be fun!”

“That’s your opinion.” the pig demon said. The next moment, he winced as if she kicked him.

Red eyed the rest of the room. Sun Wukong didn’t seem to be paying attention, quietly whispering to the Noodle Boy’s sister. The Noodle Boy himself seemed to be unsure but was still smiling gently. The pig was rubbing his leg, whispering to the scholar.

“Fine.” He sat down at the table, resisting an urge to make a face at the cheap beer that was pushed over.

“Now that’s settled,” Wukong grinned from his place. “Let’s begin.”

[turtle-go-brrrr]

The gang plays Animal Crossing: NH

I haven’t played since Christmas because my joycons had ~ issues ~ but now I’ll be able to return to it pretty soon so here ya go ^^ (also took a while to make this as I dont know the English names of the villagers so I had to look it up lol)

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Leonardo

Calls his island: Oshika

Organized

He makes a Japanese themed village and puts trees around all of the paths

There are flowers everywhere and he has a garden where he breeds every type of flowers because he wants all the colors

Only has cherry trees and bamboos

Never time travels (he thinks it’s cheating)

He doesn’t really cares about his character’s clothes because he pull all of his focus into his island, but still buys all the kimonos and other eastern dresses and robes

Waterfalls everywhere

He also puts lanterns everywhere (especially the small ones, he thinks they’re cute)

He loves the Japanese themed items and his island reflects this

His house has a really simple decoration, it’s more minimalist than the rest of his island

His favorite villagers are Bea and Kabuki

He will get rid of a villager if he doesn’t like their house tho

On his island he has: Bea, Chester, Chow, Croque, Drago, Genji, Kabuki, Margie, Pekoe, Snake (all choosent because he likes their house style and it goes well with his theme, except Bea, he just loves her)

Donatello

Calls his island: Cretaceous

A collector

He mostly tries to get every fruit, bugs, fish, art pieces, DIY recipes, etc

Doesn’t really like breeding flowers but still wants them all, so he visits Leo’s island and steal his hard work (only one of each tho)

Time travels a lot because he doesn’t have the patience to wait months to get his bugs and fish

Goes insane whenever he completes a new fossil and tries to keep one set off every fossil for himself

He decorates his island with his favorites and tries to do a Jurassic Park theme

He hides them in forests, or he puts them in front of waterfalls and puts light spots under them to make them more menacing

There are almost no paths and they’re just dirt, trees everywhere and a few lanterns here and there

Also he puts the fake statues he got from Redd next to the shops to give an ~*°ambiance°*~

Has a library sort of space next to his museum

His character has a few outfits: Black Ninja outfit, Pirate captain outfit, hawaian shirt and floral shorts for when he visits someone’s island

His favorite outfit is: tortoise specs, avocado Explorer’s outfit, brown Traveler’s backpack

His favorite villagers are Mitzi and Lucky

On his island he has: Agnes, Avery, Beau, Lucky, Mitzi, Ozzie, Sparrow, Stella, Tad, Wolfgang (he loves ‘natural’ villagers, his two favorite being the exceptions)

Raphael

Calls his island: New York

He’s terrible at naming and couldn’t care less about it

He make a very urban island

Surprisingly organized, with residential area, shopping area, etc

He has a few trees and flowers, but mostly puts them near the villagers houses and does little gardens for them

He also makes a park with trees and flowers, a few benches etc

He can't catch bugs and keeps getting stinged by wasps lmao

Relies either on Donnie or on Nookazon to get the stuff he wants

His island anthem is bonkers

Doesn't really follow a specific theme other than it reminds him of a city

Barely upgrade his house (he can't decorate it so why loosing all his bells?)

Also doesn't really have an outfit other than he always has sunglasses on

His favorite villagers are Apollo and Cherry

On his island he has: Apollo, Boomer, Cherry, Cousteau, Eugene, Gladys, Hopper, Naomi, Raymond, Winnie,

Michelangelo

Calls his island: Lollipop

His island is super colorful

It’s an organized mess

The paths are clear and you can find them easily, but the decorations are all over the place

He loves making furniture of every color

Gifts his villager flower crowns so they’d hang them on their doors

Also gets his flowers from Leo

Likes candy / mermaid furniture

Has a Rickroll hidden somewhere and he changes it’s place every two weeks so his brothers get a surprise from time to time

His house has a different theme per room

So again, a mess, but each room is carefully thought through

Makes a lot of his own patterns, both for the paths but for his clothes too

Also customize his island anthem (it's either a really cool tune he made or a meme)

He likes the most colorful villagers

His favorite villagers are Filibert and Merengue

On his island he has: Bob, Caroline, Cookie, Drift, Filibert, Merengue, Loly, Tia, Renée, Wendy

April

She calls her island: Northampton

Really organized too

There's a Café, a big veggie garden with a farm, the campsite has a bonfire and all

She likes putting stairs everywhere so there are a lot of cliffs

Also has a residential area, but she puts the shops right next to the Residence Service Building and makes a huge plaza with a fountain and all

She has 4 loose snapping turtles on her island that she loves and cherishes

There are different kind of gardens all over her island

Theres also a picnic area

Decorates her pier and makes it a fish market

Also the rocky side is Pirate themed

There are mushrooms everywhere in her forests, and her flowers are mostly white, red, pink, black and purple

Her favorite villagers are Cranston and Frobert

On her island she has: Cranston, Etoile, Frobert, Goldie, Hopkins, Lopez, Portia, Prince, Rex, Willow,

Casey

He calls his island: Paradise

There's more water than land with all the waterfalls and rivers he puts everywhere

He turns it into a beach / summer heaven

Bridges everwhere

It's very light and colorful, and what he doesn't organize he makes it up in decorations and banners

Asked Mikey to make him some custom designs

He made a little restaurant by the sea and a dock area

Palm trees everywhere

Like he has other trees for the Miles Nook quests but that's it

Also likes to gift his villagers beach clothes so they would wear it and keep the theme going

Has a lot of aquariums in his house as well as a few mermaid furniture

His favorite villagers are Audie and Whitney

On his island he has: Audie, Bud, Canberra, Chai, Diana, Flora, Melba, Piper, Reneigh, Whitney

[mlydo]

Another part of differnces between polish and english dub of Ninjago!

Previous Masterpost Next

Skybound | Podniebni Piraci (Sky Pirates)

55. Infamous | Niechęć (Reluctance)

● This is the only season so far where the 'Episode [number]' part is read in polish dub.

Also, Jay's got a new Voice Actor, exclusively for this season. No clue why.

● Lil'Nelson is first untranslated, but later Lloyd says 'Nelsonku' (Diminutive of Nelson).

● In this episode Stiix is pronounced like 'Styx' in polish (as in the river from greek mythology).

● Clouse: "I've freed a genie!" → "Uwolniłem ducha!" (I've freed a ghost!) Probably because 'genie' and 'djinn' are the same word in polish. Whenever 'genie' is used it's translated to 'ghost'.

● The mention of being unable to wish for more wishes is absent. It's not until near the finale that this rule is mentioned for the first time.

● Some reappearing phrases and names of important objects:

The Teapot of Tyrahn is changed to the Lamp of Tyrahn.

"Your wish is yours to keep." → "Twe życzenie mym rozkazem" (Your wish is my command.)

"I wish it all away." → "Życzę sobie by to wszystko się skończyło." (I wish for it all to end.)

Misfortune's Keep is translated to the 'Fortress os Misforune' (Twierdza Nieszczęścia).

● Man: "No one cares here for them fruit-colored Ninija."

Cole: "What fruit is black?"

Jay: "Blackberries?"

→

Man: "Nikogo tu nie interesują dzieciaki w tęczowych ubrankach." (Nobody's here interested about kids in rainbow clothes.)

Cole: "A gdzie tu w tęczy czarny?" (And where is black in the rainbow?)

Jay: "W nocy na przykład?" (In the night for example?)

● When Jay lists the bad thigs that happened after the team splitted, Morro's Possession is translated to Morro's Madness.

56. Public Enemy Number One | Wróg Publiczny Numer Jeden

● Misako: "I wish I hadn't said anything in the first place." → "Gdybym miała trzy życzenia, mogłabym to wszystko cofnąć." (If I had three wishes, I could undo it all.)

● Instead of Jay saying that he's the last one to figure out Monastery being the meeting place, Kai says it.

● Jamanakai is pronounced 'Jumankai' in this episode.

● Ronin talks to R.E.X. as if it's a dog.

● Cole calls Jay brother.

57. Enkrypted | W Niewoli (In Captivity)

● Dogshank is translated to Psia Kostka (Dog's Ankle). 'Psia Kostka' is also a mild swear in polish, so Dogshank's name is a pun here!

Monkey Wrench is translated literally (Małpi Klucz). The rest of the Crew's names aren't translated.

● Kai [to Dareth]: "You're our manager! What are you doing to manage this?" → "Ponoć jesteś artystą! Może byś wymyślił jakąś sztuczkę?" (You're supposed to be an artist! How about you come up with some kind of trick?)

● When Dareth and the Kryptarium Warden talk about the Brown Ninja they talk about him in third person, as if the Warden's unaware/pretending to be unaware about Dareth being the Brown Ninja, but in polish Dareth uses first person, and acts as if he doesn't know who the Brown Ninja is.

● Soto: "[Jay] says everything obvious!" → "Właśnie odkrył Amerykę!" (He just discovered America!) 'To discover America is a polish idiom, used when someone says something obvious/ well known. It's the second time it appears in Ninjago, the first being in Tournament of Elements.

● After the prison break out, Soto calls the Ninja Comrades of Misery, when in english he calls them Pajama People.

58. Misfortune Rising | Powrót Twierdzy Nieszczęścia (Return of the Fortress of Misfortune)

● Ed: "And we gladly raised you as our own." → "I postanowiliśmy, że cię nie oddamy." (And we decided to not give you away.)

● Jay: "Is this where my birth father lived?" → "Tu mieszkał mój prawdziwy ojciec?" (Is this where my real father lived?).

Whenever Jay uses phrase 'birth parents' it's translated like that. I'm...undecided whether I like this decision or not. On one hand, it undermines Ed and Edna as parents. On the other hand, when Jay later says that Ed and Edna are his real parents, the realisation has more weight added to it and hits harder.

There's also the fact that I don't know how else it could be translated? Birth parents in polish would literally be 'rodzeni rodzice', which sounds odd since both words have the same core. Like, imagine saying 'my birth birthers' or 'my parental parents'. Weird, right? When talking about birth parents, 'biological' is generally used, but i can see why it's not utilised, as 'prawdziwy' already has three syllables, and 'biologiczny' would have four. So I'm not sure if there's a right anwser here.

● Sky Pirates is translated to 'Latający Piraci' (Flying Pirates).

59. On a Wish and a Prayer | Na Własne Życzenie (On Your Own wish)

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60. My dinner with Nadakhan | Kolacja z Nadakhanem (Supper with Nadakhan)

● Gayle Gossip is translated to Gayle Plotkara ( Plotkara → Gossip Girl)

●When Clancee says he wasn't treated too kindly by other Serpentine, in polish he narrows it down to Anacondrai.

● Instead of Jay pointing out Nadakhan's accent, he points out his hairstyle, since in polish dub Nadakhan wasn't given any accent.

61. Wishmasters | Czary Mary ('czary mary' is a spell name, like Abracadabra or Hocus Pocus)

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62. The Last Resort | Ostatnia Deska Ratunku

● Traveler's Tea is translated here as Wanderer's Tea. (Earlier it was translated literally).

● When Clancee says that he's happy and doesn't need wishes, in polish ha adds that he's full.

63. Operation Land-Ho! | Operacja Ziemia-Powietrze (Operation Earth-Air)

● Jay adds 'I love you' when leaving Ed & Edna's.

● Ninja Replacements → Ninja Team B

● Clancee: "She'll obviously object." → "Ona nic nie powie." (She won't say anything).

● Kai called Jay brother.

64. The Way Back | Droga Powrotna

● During the wedding, Clancee says that Nadakhan is free of having to fulfill wishes of others.

● Clancee: "I now pronounce you all-powerfull." → "Ogłaszam cię Panem Wszystkich Życzeń." (I pronounce you the Lord of All Wishes).

Season 6 took over four pages. Next week I'll be posting DotD along with Season 7. Originally I planned to post Skybound with Day of the Departed, but decided that Hands of Time thematically fits better.

[haikyuu-sins]

Hiiiii! Since you are in the need for Law request I have plenty lol He lives in my head rent free 😁

So since Law is a Lowkey fanboy for ninjas what if on Zou when everyone met Raizo they met a kunoichi med! Ninja and Law was instantly infatuated with her. He’s impressed with her medical knowledge and her special medical techniques, and wants her to join his crew. And while traveling to Wano they get a little close in such short time that he doesn’t feel he can just forget about her. If that’s too much or too descriptive I apologize and feel free to cut whatever if it is too much.

Gimmie all the requests!!! And too much??? Too descriptive??? Oh my gosh I LOVE when there’s a lot of description!! It makes it so much easier and a lot more fun to write when I know exactly what you want and frick, I absolutely LOVE this ask!! I have a feeling I’m going to have a lot of fun writing this one so I’m sorry if I went overboard with it 😅 (I’m also not a doctor so forgive the misinformation if there is any, I’m just making shit up lol) update: I went overboard.

*****Law x Med Kunoichi! Reader

“Raizo, seriously, you need to calm down.” you tell the ninja who’s in chains because of how upset he is. “I get it, but the mink are fine now. I healed them the best I could and there weren’t many serious injuries.”

He was still on a tirade or yelling and crying but you just ignored him and kept him company. You just sigh. There wasn’t much you could do to help him. “Now you just need to shut up.”

There was yelling coming down from the stairs in front of you along with the sounds of multiple people sprinting. Were... they yelling ‘Ninja?’ It didn’t take long for multiple people that you didn’t recognize to be right in front of you.

There was a gasp. “Raizo is a woman?!” a man with a straw hat shouted, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

“Um, no, that’s Raizo.” you pointed to him.

All of them seemed to physically deflate when they heard that. “Wait... are you a kunoichi?!” the long nose yelled.

They were all shouting out rapid fire requests and you couldn’t even get a word in to tell them that you were the medical ninja. But hearing everything they were saying, you couldn’t help but smile and laugh. The little reindeer was asking if you said ‘nin nin’, another was asking you to hide in the ceiling and get stabbed with a spear, while someone else was asking for the shadow clone technique.

“Nin nin?” You had to put your hand over your mouth to cover your giggles. “Stabbed with a spear? Goodness...Is that what you think of us?” Looking over at Kin’emon and Kanjuro you saw that they had strange looks on their faces. It was cute hearing everything that they thought ninjas did and they were eager to see it all. “You should be asking Raizo to do all that, I don’t don’t have the energy for it right now. I’m the med ninja and I’ve been helping with healing the villagers...and there’s a lot of them.”

Law’s ears immediately perked up at the mention that you were a medical ninja.

“Which reminds me, I should be doing some more rounds for the minks who were more seriously injured.” you sighed and stood up from your spot.

“Would you mind if I came?” the man with the tattoos asked as you walked past them.

“Sure! The extra company is always nice.” you smile at him and he follows you up the long set of stairs out of the tree. “So you were curious about the shadow clone technique?” You glance over at him and he doesn’t exactly know what to say. He doesn’t want to sound too eager if he says yes, but if he says no then he won’t be able to see it. You can tell that he’s trying not to be excited and it makes you chuckle. There was a quick hand sign and another one of you popped up in front of you.

“Hello!” your clone smiled and waved at him and you could see his eyes widen, and then a small smirk. She poofed away in a puff of smoke after the introduction. “Oh and also, we don’t say ‘nin nin.’ I’m not sure where you heard that one.”

His shoulders drooped slightly and you could see that he almost looked disappointed. “Oh…”

“What was your name? I didn’t get to introduce myself earlier with all of the commotion. I’m (Y/n).”

“Trafalgar Law.”

“Is this your first time on Zou?” you ask him, opening the door to the room where your patients were.

“Yes, I’ve heard a lot about it, but I wouldn’t have been able to get up here to see it.”

“That’s a shame. There’s tons of medicinal plants on this island that you can’t find anywhere else. I assume you’re a doctor since you wanted to come with me? You seemed pretty interested when I said I was a medical ninja.” you sat down next to one of them and began your work.

He was surprised by how perceptive you were and he nodded as he watched you diligently heal the minks. Your hands glowed a light blue color and they moved up and down to where they were injured. Law heard you sigh heavily and he wondered what was wrong since he couldn’t see anything. ‘It must be internal.’ he thought to himself.

“It’s internal bleeding that I can’t stop with just my healing. I’m going to have to do surgery. Can you grab me that?” you asked him, pointing to a small tin that was on the shelf.  Law picked it up and opened it wondering what you would be doing with a balm. “Don’t smell it!” you warned him. “It’ll knock you out.”

He slowly put the cap back on it and handed it to you.

“It’s from the leaves of a certain mix of flowers here. I’ll show you after I’m finished.” you smiled and took it from him as you spoke to your patient about what you were going to have to do to him. “Come here.” you motioned Law closer to you. “If you want to watch you’ll have to be a little closer than that.” Law did as he was told. When you had the mink smell the balm, he almost passed out immediately. “They have better noses than us so this works much more effectively than it would on a human. It still will though so you have to be careful.”

He took all of the information in that you were giving him. He had never seen the techniques that you used. What was even more baffling to him was that it wasn’t even because of a devil fruit. They were all things that were taught to the medics at a more advanced level. The way you only used a finger to cut open your patient was incredible. He didn’t know how you did it, even when you explained it to him because it was something that he knew he wouldn’t be able to do. You could generate heat in your fingers that were hot enough to cauterize a wound.

What would have taken a normal doctor over an hour to do, took you about 10 minutes. Then you went on to the others who needed your help. They didn’t need surgery but he watched you in awe. It looked so effortless on your part, other than the fact that you looked a bit out of breath now because of how hard you were working.

“Oh man, I need to sit down for a little. Then we can go out and I can show you what I collect when I’m here!” you smiled up at him as you went over to a chair and plopped down, resting your head on the wall and closing your eyes. “I don’t usually get this tired. But having to heal everyone who was injured- including Duke and and Catviper who were really hurt-it takes a lot of energy out of me. It’s worth it though.”

The two of you talked about everything and nothing while you rested. You told him more about ninjas to which you had all of his attention and about Wano and what exactly to expect when they all got there.

“Are you going to be coming with us back to Wano?” Law asked as casually as he could.

“I would assume I am? I mean I could always go back on my own though if there isn’t any room for me! I came here by myself anyway, before Raizo. So I do have a way back.”

“There’s plenty of room, don’t worry. It’s probably too dangerous to go back on your own anyway after the attack.”

“What, do you think I can’t take care of myself? Come on, I’m a kunoichi! I don’t have this sword for decoration. Or do you just want me to be safe?” you tease him with a smile.

In truth, he wanted you to teach him. You had so much knowledge that he didn’t. “I just-”

“I’m just teasing.” you smile softly and stand up. “Are you ready? We can go now. I’m rested enough if you want to get some herbs for your trip.”

He rolled his eyes at your first comment. “We can wait until you’re fully rested if you want.”

“That’s okay. There are some flowers that only bloom at night so we have to cut them off before they can close back up. It’s best to just go at sunset and get the others that you need first.” you grabbed a big bag and already started to walk out the door. Law quickly followed behind you and the two of you were on your way.

In the few hours that you and Law had met each other, you already felt like you had formed a kind of bond with him. You showed him all the different leaves, roots, and flowers that could be used for a multitude of things.

“I can teach you how to make a bunch of things when we’re on our way back to Wano if you want?” you asked hopefully, just wanting to be around him more.

“So you’re coming with us?” Law raised a brow and tried not to smirk at you.

“Well you insisted on it so I guess I have to!” you joked. “But yes, I’d actually really love to come with you. I-I mean with everyone!” You stammered, face turning a bright shade of pink while Law just smirked while he put some flower stems in the bag.

Not too long after, you and the others left on Law’s submarine. It was nerve-wracking at first and you’ll admit you were terrified. Being with the others you knew wasn’t that bad though. You were introduced to the StrawHat Pirates before you boarded and got to know Robin a little better. She was sweet and knowledgeable. But Law was the one you spent the most time with. Even if there wasn’t a reason, you made one up. You’d ask him random things, just went to see what he was doing, or showed him some of the extra things you’d made for his infirmary. You would just say that you made more than you needed but really you were just making it for him.

Law knew more than anyone on the sub that he wanted you to stay so he made sure that you got along with the rest of the crew. You wanted them to like you so you had Kin’emon help you make some traditional dishes from Wano. On one of these days, you went to find  Law so he’d be able to try some before the rest of the crew ate it. He was of course in his office working on some kinks that needed to be worked out before they got to Wano.

You knocked on the door and he told you to come in. “Hi Law~” you smile and go to his desk and put the bowl of red bean soup on it. “I had a feeling you’d be in here for dinner so I wanted to bring you some food before it ran out or got cold.”

He sighs and leans back in his chair while he runs his tattooed fingers through his hair, obviously stressed about what’s to come. “Thank you.”

“You know you really should relax. Even if it’s just for a few minutes. I understand that you’re under a lot of pressure right now, but stressing about it is just going to make it worse. You’re better off taking a break and eating some of the soup I made.” you grin and push it closer to him, encouraging him to try it. “Come on~ I wanna see how much you like it! I know you will!”

Law accepted your offer and took the bowl. You watched him with raised brows and an expectant look on your face as he took a sip of the soup . “Well~?”  

He wanted to melt in his chair at that moment. The feeling of the hot soup ran down his throat and calmed him unlike anything he’d felt before. He’d never had this before but somehow it reminded him of home. “I’m deciding whether I want you as my cook or my other doctor.”

You tilt your head to the side, your brows now scrunch together and your cheeks flush. “What...what do you mean your cook or other doctor?” you had a feeling you knew where this was going but you wanted to make sure.

“You know exactly what I mean. I mean, you should join my crew.”

You thought about it for a moment. “Would I be a pirate or a kunoichi? ...Because I do like being a kunoichi...and would I have to wear that outfit everyone does? I like my kimono that I have on.” Truthfully, Law did too and he wouldn’t mind if you continued wearing it either, he thought you looked nice in it.  

“You can be whichever. If you want to keep your kimono on to pay a sort of tribute to being a kunoichi, you can do that. I don’t mind. I get it, it’s what you know and what you grew up with.” It was your ninja way.

As he spoke, your smile only grew wider and you couldn’t believe what he was saying. It was exactly what you wanted and you were so glad that he brought it up to you since you thought it might be inappropriate to ask him yourself to join his crew. You just wanted to be around him and you were hoping that he would feel the same.

It was strange. Law had never felt this much of a connection with someone in such a short amount of time. But there was first for everything and he didn’t mind this first.

“Of course I will!” you just wanted to wrap your arms around his neck, hug him tight, and not let go. “I was kind of afraid you weren’t going to ask...” you say to him sheepishly chuckling.

“Oh were you?” He takes another sip of his soup while raising his brows.

“Yeah...I really like spending time...with you. It’s been nice getting to know the crew too. I’ve had a lot of fun with them so far. Now I don’t have to worry about being sad when you guys have to leave Wano and missing you-missing everyone!” you say the last part quickly.

“If you were going to miss me then you should have just said something.” he smirks at you.

Rolling your eyes, you’re tempted to push his shoulder, but he has hot soup and you’re not going to spill it on him. “Oh shut up and eat your soup before it gets cold. Captain.”

Now that’s something Law can get used to hearing you say.  

[pls-let-me-out]

The Way I Loved You

In all six months of his engagement, Nico hadn’t met the wedding planner. Not only was he not bothered by the flimsy details of the wedding – such as flowers, sitting positions, the colors of the napkins – but he also was a busy man, as he worked at his father’s record label as Chief Creative Director. Some may ask how he did it so young, and the reason was simple and plain nepotism.

However, if there was someone who didn’t care for nepotism and such, it was Rachel, Nico’s secretary.

(“I’m only here because it angers my father,” she often reminded him. “I’m not working for you.”

“You’re right. I should just stop paying you, then.”

“You just have to try that, you-.”)

That particular day, which Nico would remember as the one of the Great Disaster, Rachel barged into his office with a hard expression and a folder tightly held in her hands.

“You’re late,” she simply said. “You should have been in the car fifteen minutes ago.”

“What for?” He asked. He looked at the hour on the phone, it was already 12:45pm, and he clearly remembered having to go to a lunch meeting. If only he also remembered who he was meeting.

Rachel took the untouched cup of tea on his desk and gave it a disgusted stare. “Remind me again why I buy you one of this every morning if you never even sip it?”

“Because you and Percy need a reason to go to the cafeteria, where you gossip like old women. Now, who is my meeting with?”

“No one if you don’t get going,” Rachel replied smoothly. She emptied the cup in the empty vase in the corner of the room, which they had long since stopped hoping would host living plants. It ways like Nico’s aura killed them. At Nico’s blank stare, she sighed, and added, “It’s with Mitchell and the wedding planner.”

Ignoring the lump in his throat, Nico nodded. He made sure his credit card was in his phone case, pocketed the phone, and left the office. Rachel walked swiftly behind him, humming quietly to herself. She was the opposite of the Elysium Records aesthetic. The whole place had a gothic architectural style, as though it had been built many centuries prior instead of in the early 2000s. At least, Rachel dressed like the part. Hazel had almost been banned from the offices after she had refused to get a total black outfit, as was required to be let in. She had stubbornly kept her pastel yellow jumper.

“Is the car ready?” Nico asked once they were in the elevator, trying to distract himself from the thought of being only a couple of months away from tying the knot.

“Yep,” Rachel replied. She had her eyes fixed on her phone, where she was occupied in a dire game of Fruit Ninja. “Since, like, seventeen minutes ago. When you were supposed to leave.”

“Yes, right.” Nico nodded. “Excellent.”

Rachel snorted. Then she looked back up at him, and her eyes softened. “Are you anxious?”

“Nah.”

“Right.”

“What’s the name of the wedding planner, again?”

“Sol – Solsomething. Uh.” She squinted at the ceiling, and in the meantime the doors opened to let more people in. They greeted Nico respectfully, and Nico struggled to do as much as smile back. “Solace!” Rachel finally exclaimed.

Many people gave her stinky looks, under which she smiled sheepishly. Nico, however, had completely frozen. It couldn’t be. Could it? No. No. Will was in New York, and there were many people that shared his surname. Most of them were his relatives, as his mother Naomi had an enormous family. Nico would have felt much more at ease if he’d also known this Solace’s name, but he didn’t have the possibility to ask when he was surrounded by other people. Not many knew the truth of Nico and Mitchell’s marriage, and it would be better to keep it that way.

 Nico spent the car ride to the restaurant with his head in the clouds. He didn’t need the pictures on his phone to remember the details of Will’s face, they were printed behind his eyelids. The slope of his nose, the exact position of each freckle. The curve of his back when he was bent over his books, back in that little apartment they had shared. And his laugh. His smile. His tears when they had no choice but to break it off.

You had a choice, a treacherous voice reminded Nico. He simply didn’t want it.

The car door opened, and Nico finally realized that they had arrived. Jules-Albert looked back at him with raised eyebrows. Nico got out of the car with a blush. He caught a glimpse of himself in the window, and he tried to school his expression in something blanker. The hostess didn’t need his name before leading him to a table in the back.

And so the day of the Great Disaster became the day of the Great Disaster, because low-and-behold, who could Mitchell be sitting in front of, if not Will Solace?

Nico stumbled on his feet, but managed to keep upright. Will raised his eyes, and there was no sudden confusion, no wave of recognition, no nothing. His expression was pleasant, if a bit guarded.

“Nico!” Mitchell exclaimed, as Nico sat beside him. “I didn’t think you’d make it. This is Will, the wedding planner. You’ve never met before, have you? He’s my cousin on my mom’s side.”

Will extended his hand. “Nice to meet you,” he said.

“You too,” Nico managed to say. His voice was steadier than he’d though it’d be, and Will’s hand was pleasantly warm in his. “Sorry for my lateness. My meeting ran longer than I thought.”

“No problem,” Mitchell replied.

An awkward silence fell upon them.

“So, we were reviewing the guest list,” Will said, taking a sheet of paper out of his folder. “Here, this is yours. Your personal assistant told me she has written it herself, so I should make sure you were okay with it.”

Nico scanned over it quickly. “It should be alright.”

“There’s no Italian name, though,” Mitchell said. “I thought your mother was Italian?”

“She was.” Nico passed the sheet back to Will, who put it back with a tight expression. Did he still remember Nico’s secrets like Nico remembered his? “I’m not in touch with that side of the family. Plus, if we invited them, they’d show up with signs and crosses. They’re, uh, hardcore Catholics.”

Mitchell nodded. Will shifted the conversation back to the topic of their wedding, by showing them the RSVP Mitchell’s mother had sent him.

“Do you already know how many people will be there?” Nico asked. He was talking to Will, it was impossible to wrap his head around the fact. He’d thought he would never see him again, they’d never be in the same room. Now they were, and his heart was going crazy in his chest.

“Four hundred,” Will said.

“And reporters?”

“Two for the Italian Vogue and twelve photographers.”

What would they even do with three hundred guests? Nico hoped he wouldn’t have to engage in small talk, especially considering that he had no skill for it.

“Vogue Italia,” Mitchell corrected Will.

Will rolled his eyes, and Nico bit back a smile at the familiarity of the gesture. The lunch went by uneventfully for the rest, until the end, when Mitchell made a group chat for the three of them, so that Will could share the news there. Nico noticed with a pang that Will still had the same number. Nico had saved him as  Significant Annoyance and he switched it to a more professional will solace wedding planner.

[sheakastilllovesjungjihoon]

I was tagged by @gustingirl ahhh i love these!!

💌 - what day is ur bday?? Feb 28th

💌 - what’s ur fav colour?? blue...all colors of blue

💌 - whats ur lucky number?? 11

💌 - do u have any pets?? a dog named Gigi and 1 inside cat named Midnight but we also have like 7 outside cats who all have names lol

💌 - how tall r u?? like 5'6

💌 - how many pairs of shoes do u own?? not many like 4 pairs..should really get some shoes

💌 - favourite song?? at the moment it's I'm Gonna Love You by D.O (his VOICE)

💌 - favourite movie?? Ninja Assassin...yes cuz of my hubby Rain

💌 - what would be ur ideal partner?? someone with a great personality and sense of humor who also understands and accepts me and all my nonsense

💌 - do u want children?? NO

💌 - have u gotten in trouble w the law?? I got a ticket once for walking in the road...but we lived on a street with no sidewalks so how else am I to get down the road

💌 - favourite swear word?? fuck..fucking..muhfucka basically the word fuck lol

💌 - bath or shower?? shower but I would love to take a bath but our bathtub is way too small for my big ass lol

💌 - what colour socks r u wearing rn?? they are white footie socks

💌 - fav type of music?? R&B but I listen to just about everything

💌 - how many pillows do u sleep with?? 2 but I also have a shark plushie

💌 - what position do u sleep in?? on my left side...any other position causes pain

💌 - what u dont like when ur asleep?? I use to sleep in the dark and hated having the lights on but once I had that incident with an old lady standing over me while I'm laying down I can't sleep in the dark

💌 - what do u have for breakfast?? nothing...I don't eat until afternoon

💌 - have u ever tried archery?? yea and I suck at it

💌 - fav fruit?? lemons

💌 - do u have any scars?? yep. one on my forehead that stands out like Harry Potter's scar lol a couple on both knees...one on the inside of my right thigh and a couple on my right arm after putting it through a glass window

💌 - r u a good liar?? yep

💌 - whats ur fav type of girl?? a girl who is happy being herself

💌 - innie or outtie?? innie lol

💌 - left or right handed?? right handed

💌 - fav food?? burgers and fries...I like so much though

💌 - r u a messy or a clean person??? clean person but a lil mess is fine

💌 - most used phrase??" I don't know actually

💌 - how long does it take for u to get ready?? not very long maybe 30 mins

💌 - do u talk to urself?? oh yes I have lots of convos with myself

💌 - do u sing to urself?? sometimes yea

💌 - r u a good singer?? lmao no

💌 - biggest fear?? snakes and living without my mom

💌 - r u a gossip??. not really but I will listen if someone else is doing it

💌 - do u like long hair or short hair?? long hair

💌 - fav school subject?? English/Language Arts

💌 - introvert or extrovert?? introvert

💌 - what makes u nervous?? being out in public for long periods of time

💌 - who was ur first crush?? my kindergarten boyfriend was my first crush

💌 - how many piercings do u have?? one hole in each ear but they are closed

💌 - how fast can u run?? lmao

💌 - what colour is ur hair?? black

💌 - what colour r ur eyes?? brown

💌 - what makes u angry?? so much I can't even list them all honestly

💌 - do u like ur own name?? I do actually but I just hate being called by my full first name...don't do it...I will punch you in the throat

💌 - do u want a boy or a girl as a child?? NONE...listen yall lol I am 36 years old ok and I have spent more than half my life taking care of kids that are not mine...and I love them all so much..but I do NOT want a kid of my own...I just can't do it ok

💌 - what r ur strengths?? I don't know...I'm a straight-forward person and lil blunt but I know I got a good ass heart I honestly don't know what to put here:((((

💌 - what r ur weaknesses?? letting myself be hurt by the same shit over and over when I should know better

💌 - whats the colour of ur bedspread?? well it's kinda hot so I got a white sheet for now

💌 - colour of ur room?? it's white but I do have a couple posters hung up for color...my BTS poster my family gave me for christmas, a pic of Luke Keucely from my favorite football team Carolina Panthers and a pic of Captain Levi from Attack on Titan lol also some pics my nieces and nephews drew me cuz they love me haha

wow this was a ride lol I'm tagging @rawrimdrea @alldayxia @jiiinki @chocolateflavoredeyes and @rainoclock

[britishassistant]

But I Like One Piece (20)

They all turn to stare at him.

“Dear? How do you know that?” Okaa-san says.

Otou-san shakes his head and sits down heavily on the stairs. “The manufacturer for those weapons is in Yukigakure. Just like the incriminating ryo left at the scene of that theft.”

Oh.

Oh sweet Merry.

She mutters, “Shika said—when we were talking about the theft, he said it had to be an inside job, because an outsider couldn’t know anything. But if they were like me—if they’d read the comic based on Konoha in their past life, they would know. They’d know almost everything even if they never set foot here.”

She swallows, throat suddenly dry. “If it was plot-relevant, then they’d know more about what was valuable and how it was defended than people who’d lived here their whole lives. They’d even know the weaknesses of the ninja sent after them, if those ninja were major characters.”

Otou-san nods. “And if he or she needed to finance the manufacture of those weapons, what could be easier than to steal something from here and sell it to another hidden village?”

She sits down heavily on the stairs.

Her heart’s pounding too fast. The side of her head is throbbing in time with the beat.

“Well.” Okaa-san coughs. “That’s mildly terrifying.”

She lets out a humorless chuckle at the understatement.

Horror wars with elation in her brain. Elation at the knowledge that she isn’t alone here.

Horror at the idea of someone knowing everything about this place and deciding to use that knowledge for their own gain. If robbing Konoha wasn’t low for them, would they stoop to manipulating Naruto, Sakura, Uchiha? To hurting them to get their way, change a narrative they don’t like?

“But Iruka-sensei said Yukigakure gave us those guns for less money than they gave them to other villages.” Naruto says suddenly. “Maybe that’s the not-Mayu’s way of making it up to us?”

“You think villains who would commit such an unyouthful action would be capable of feeling guilt?” Lee says doubtfully. “Shouldn’t we tell Gai-sensei about this?”

“We can.” Otou-san sighs. “But I’m not sure how helpful it would be. Nara-san said Yamanaka-san knew about the Yuki connection between both the theft and these “guns”. For all we know, the price reduction could be a concession negotiated between the Hokage and the thief, and we just have a morsel of knowledge about that deal which would endanger Mayu more than it would help the village.”

She fidgets, tracing the scar on her lower lip.

Lee’s brows are furrowed, his mouth pulled down in a frown.

Okaa-san reaches out and smooths a hand over his hair. “Why don’t we get Ichiraku’s and sleep on it? I think Sanji would agree we’ll all make better decisions with some ramen in our bellies.”

Naruto springs to his feet. “Yeah! Ramen’ll fix everything, believe it! C’mon, I’m hungry, let’s go, let’s go!”

It doesn’t quite fix everything, she reflects later as she descales and fillets the pike for the offerings tomorrow. There’s still another reincarnated person who robbed the village, had her father take the fall for their crime, and is now mass-producing the very weapon that killed her past self, which they can do next to nothing about.

But ramen smoothed out the crease in Lee’s brow when they all agreed it was better to tell Gai-sensei than not. It lightened the mood and made everything this day had thrown at them seem a little less important in light of the celebrations planned for tomorrow.

Their small garden is now even smaller thanks to the a large wooden structure that sits next to the back fence.

It’s a bit like a cross between a shed and a greenhouse, if it only had three walls and no doors or windows. The roof is curved and the walls are sturdy, to protect the shrines inside from the elements.

There’s a length of thick white rope fastened with red twine inside the front gable, which is meant to ensure that the shrines are protected from malicious spirits.

Each one of the shrines has a small building that is sealed automatically once the shrine has been assembled, keeping a small object for the deity to inhabit safely locked away from prying eyes. There’s a small recess before this structure, for offerings to be placed, and a little column that puts them above the eye level of a kneeling person.

They’d debated setting aside a space for the shrines in the living room inside the house, to ensure they could be protected and cared for. But she kept getting impulses of outside, of wind and rain, freedom, that eventually they decided it was better than keeping them cooped up inside.

Plus this way, Luffy can’t raid the fridge as easily.

She’s already found certain small cuts of cooked meat have gone missing. If he’s anything like the manga, then she’s not giving him the chance to clean out the entire fridge.

They’ve been working on constructing it and the shrines on weekends and in the mornings during training. According to Gai-sensei, it’s excellent practice for C-rank missions.

Now all that’s left is to paint the structure and the ten shrines housed within.

Working out what to set out as offerings for tomorrow had been a challenge and a half.

For the most part, the Strawhats can be grouped into small sections of what they will and won’t eat.

Nami and Chopper are fruit lovers. Sanji, Zoro, Brook and Usopp are partial to seafood. Luffy, Franky, and Robin are happy with beef and other land-based meats.

However, Zoro, Sanji and Brook like varieties of seafood that are difficult to get in Konoha— octopus, lobster and prawns are expensive and hard to find, while sea king meat just doesn’t exist here. At least Zoro is happy enough with a traditional plate-2-bowls meal with rice.

Robin prefers sandwiches, and she’s not quite sure if the burgers Franky loves fit into that criteria. Chopper can’t stand spicy or bitter foods, but Zoro and Robin dislike sweets.

She’s just thankful that Luffy, Nami Usopp, and Merry are so easy to feed. Pike’s one of the few fish that Konoha doesn’t need to import, so it and tangerines relatively inexpensive.

There’s no chance of combining all their preferences into one dish. Her head hurts just imagining the clash of flavors.

So she had to somehow come up with a way of creating a meal that would (hopefully) make each of the pirates she idolizes happy.

No pressure.

Chouji ended up being her savior in this respect.

And maybe Uchiha did as well, but only a teeny tiny bit.

She’d been brainstorming different versions of meals she could try making that would satisfy everyone, but kept coming up short.

The added tension from Sakura’s friendly-again-but-still-not-quite-sitting-back-at-their-table thing at this time wasn’t exactly helping her think either.

“I’ve got cola, coffee, tea, heck even sake, but still no idea on what to pair any of them with.” She complained, tapping her pencil against the list in front of her.

Chouji had leaned over, a thoughtful look on his face. “Why not make them lunchboxes? That way you can make lots of things in smaller amounts and personalize each lunchbox for each of them.”

“Hm. That is a good idea.” She gnawed on her lower lip. “Only downside is working out when I can cook what and how much time the preparation of each portion is going so everything in the bentos is relatively fresh for when it’s offered... how much d’you think eleven more lunchboxes would cost?”

She’d just begun sketching out lines for a tentative timetable when Uchiha complained, “Why do you think you’ve gotta do everything on your own?”

She looked up, a little offended. “I’m not praying for help with this, are you mad? That’d be like asking someone to bake their own birthday cake.”

“What Sasuke means,” Chouji intervened. “Is that we could always split the work three-ways between us, and bring it to your house on the day?”

She blinked. “You...you guys would help me like that?”

Chouji smiled, then made a squeak of surprise when she lunged over the table to hug him tightly. “Thank you.”

“I have lunchboxes to spare.” Uchiha drawled. “Plus someone’s got to make sure you don’t mess up.”

She had then let Chouji go so she could boot Uchiha in the shin.

As a result of this arrangement, when she wakes up on The Day, all she has to worry about is preparing the pasta for Sanji, Nami and Usopp’s lunchboxes after training with Gai-sensei.

She’s almost worried that her timining be a little delayed because Gai-sensei grabs her in a bone-creaking hug when she arrives at training and spends about three minutes weeping over how youthful she is.

He then makes them run fifty times around the village balancing the paint pots they’ll be using later to ensure that the paint is agitated enough “so its most YOUTHFUL colors will shine through!!”

They nearly lose the purple when Naruto fumbles slightly over a root.

She bolts down her food at breakfast.

She puts on more rice again in preparation for the sesame onigiri, and pulls out a pot to fill with water that’s set to boil and a pan to gently heat some oil on the stove.

She smashes a clove of garlic and drops it in when the oil has begun to smoke gently, deseeding and dicing up some chilis and tossing them in as well for flavor.

She can’t help her grin when the heady spicy-savory scent fills the air, finely chopping capers and anchovies to toss in once she’s fished out the smashed garlic.

The scent mellows somewhat when the diced pike hits the pan as well, and she pushes it around until the fish is almost-but-not-quite cooked through.

Then in with a generous glug of wine and the heat is turned down to a gentle simmer to let the alcohol cook off.

Just in time for the rice to have cooked and cooled enough to begin mixing with yellow and black sesame seeds and begin forming into ten onigiri.

They don’t have any fillings other than the sesame, because they’re designed to take the edge off the stronger flavors of the pasta (her) and the takoyaki (Chouji), as well as serve as a substitute for a sesame topped bun accompanying the hamburger steaks (Uchiha).

The others begin to arrive at around ten.

Sakura and the Harunos arrive first alongside Ino and her dad.

She shouts a hello as Naruto and Lee lead Ino and Sakura through the kitchen to the back garden, nails orange with peeled tangerine.

Ino darts forward and steals two slices, chortling in response to her indignant “Oi!” and passing one to Sakura, who grins as she nibbles on their way out.

Yamanaka-san is totally at home chatting with Gai-sensei and Otou-san, but he snickers when Nara-san immediately gravitates towards him when he arrives. Shikamaru gives her a nod as he follows the adults outside and she puts the pasta on to boil.

She’s set aside two extra tangerines for when Shino and his father arrive. After all, she, Chouji and Uchiha are making enough to feed eleven deities and many many people, so shouldn’t their insects also be able to eat as well?

Shino’s dad stares at her inscrutably when she explains her reasoning, before accepting the fruit with a nod and a “thank you” barely audible over a loud buzzing.

Shino shifts from one foot to the other during this exchange before gently tugging his father’s sleeve. It occurs to her as she drains the pot-full pasta and adds the sauce alongside a cup of boiling water to emulsify everything that this might be the closest she’s ever seen him to being embarrassed.

Chouji and his dad arrive as she’s sprinkling in some parsley as a finishing touch.

They’re both carrying huge containers full of takoyaki and cooked spring greens, and she spares a small moment to be envious of all the amazing things Chouji’s family can afford to do.

Then she launches Chouji another hug to thank him for all his help once he’s set his cargo down.

He squeaks like he did last time and Akimichi-san laughs loudly, for some reason.

Iruka-sensei and Uchiha arrive with eleven lunchboxes, two dogs, Kiba and his mum, and Hinata in tow.

Uchiha keeps sneaking what appear to be morsels of meat to Akamaru and Kuromaru.

There’s also a pale-eyed frowning boy who Iruka-sensei introduces as Hyuuga Neji, Hinata’s cousin who’d been sent along to act as her chaperone.

The boy sniffs disdainfully when they greet him and goes to stand in a corner of the garden near Mebuki, completely ignoring Lee when he waves to him.

She doesn’t think she likes Hinata’s cousin very much.

The lunchboxes Uchiha brought are black lacquer decorated with gold and red tomoe, much fancier than anything she’d been expecting.

When questioned, he just shrugs and says, “It’s just old stuff from New Year’s. It’s just taking up space at home, so it’s better off here.”

She knows better than to say anything like “sorry”, so she just pats his shoulder and says “No, that compartment’s too small for the onigiri, put it in this one.”

“That’s way too big, it looks tiny in that one.” Uchiha snaps, but with a bit less bite than usual.

Iruka-sensei looks mildly overwhelmed by all the people in the back garden. Okaa-san comes along, hands him a drink, pats his shoulder and says “They’re in my house,” in a sympathetic tone.

Iruka-sensei gives her a pitying look and knocks the sake back in one go.

Adults here can be weird.

Finally they’ve finished serving and she calls out “Food’s up!”

The adults come in to help take the larger platters of food outside, a huge plate of pasta, several smaller hamburger steaks in the style of what they’d call “sliders” in her world, and mound upon mound of takoyaki and spring greens and tangerines.

There’s a clamor outside as people begin getting their portions.

She, Chouji and Uchiha are each balancing either three or four lunchboxes per person as they take them outside.

Sakura is helping Kiba paint a pattern of cherry blossoms across Chopper’s already vibrantly pink shrine. Evidence of her handiwork on Robin’s shrine is clear is the decoration of swirling petals and the streaks of matching purple paint all over her forehead.

Ino and Naruto obviously have had a battle over the orange judging by the splashes on their hands and clothing. On the plus side Nami and Luffy’s shrines are looking particularly colorful.

Shikamaru and Hinata are splotched with green, light blue and black-and-white. Lee is smudged with brown, cyan and white paint and beaming proudly.

Shino has yellow paint on the end of his nose and is looking at the detailed illustrations of insects on the sides with pride.

The only shrines that aren’t quite done are Sanji’s, which has a blue overcoat but no decoration, and Zoro’s which doesn’t have half its roof painted yet.

“We were waiting,” Naruto says, holding out two buckets of green paint and blue respectively, “For you guys to add your bits.”

She beams at him.

Of course, Uchiha has to ruin it by immediately grabbing the green.

“What?” He says, offloading his three lunchboxes onto Kiba. “I’ll give it back once I’m finished with it.”

Ino rolls her eyes and shoulders her paintbrush, adding another orange splotch to her outfit. “Ugh. I’ll help Mayu-chan, it’s better to get it done quickly. Let’s go before the food gets cold.”

Orange, red, and yellow fish on the blue background are much more vibrant and eye-catching than green, though Uchiha does “help” by flicking the paintbrush at her while she’s distracted.

In thanks, she smears yellow on the back of his neck.

After the extra decorations are finished, Lee, Sakura and Kiba redistribute the lunchboxes to make their offerings.

The only problem is there’s eleven of them and ten lunchboxes.

“You all go ahead.” She steps back. “I’ll do the next bit.”

Each one of them place the pirate lunchboxes down in front of the shrines and step back.

For some reason, she feels like traditional prayers and chants appropriated from the sage guy won’t really be all that welcoming to them.

But then, what? What could help them feel at home at these shrines, so far from the sea?

Her gaze falls on Brook’s shrine.

Oh.

Oh, well it’s obvious when it’s put like that, isn’t it?

She just hopes she remembers the words correctly. She doesn’t want to butcher them on accident.

“Yohohoho, yohohoho~ Yohohoho, yohohoho~”

Her voice sounds frail and quiet, and she can feel everyone’s eyes on her. Still, she stumbles through the last two refrains of yohohoho’s to the first verse.

“Binksu no sake wo, todokei ni yuku yo, umikaze, kimakase, namimakase~ Shio no mukou de, yuhi wo sawagu, sora nya, wao kaku tori no uta~”

Naruto joins in on the next verse, singing along slightly out of tune and mixing up some of the words.

His cheeks look as flushed as hers feel, and it’s hard not to giggle when they catch each other’s eyes. Somehow they both manage to keep singing.

Gai-sensei and Lee boisterously shout DON alongside them as they join as well, Gai-sensei’s voice strong and sure, while Lee’s volume makes up for any deficiencies in wording. She almost can’t hear Okaa-san’s melodious voice and Otou-san’s decidedly tone-deaf one join in on the second set of Yohohoho’s over their noise.

Sakura and Ino’s voices are both high-pitched, but they carry the tune well enough. So does Kiba, though he’s pitching up to a falsetto for some reason. Hinata’s voice is soft, but she’s genuinely singing, unlike Shikamaru and Sasuke who’re mumbling through all the bits apart from the yohohoho’s. Shino is monotone if precise and enthusiastic, while Chouji has a surprising set of pipes on him.

Akamaru is just howling to the beat. And with that accompaniment, how could anyone stop themselves from singing along?

It feels like more people than could possibly fit into their house and garden are bellowing Bink’s Sake together by the time they’ve reached the third set of Yohohoho’s.

It can’t exactly be called “harmonious”. Everyone’s a little out of tune, a little off beat.

But the mixing of all the voices of her family and friends feels so right, it makes her voice stronger, lets her sing louder.

She opens her eyes and nearly chokes on the next note.

Hovering in front of the brightly painted shrines, slightly faded but gaining color and substance with every passing moment, They stand.

Merry appears in all her glory, as if in mid- sail. Brook is playing his violin, a foot tapping to the beat. Franky is winding up for his SUPA pose, grinning broadly. Robin is resting a hand on Chopper’s hat. Chopper himself is peeking at them the wrong way round from Robin’s leg.

Sanji’s tapping out his cigarette with a grin and giving a small salute. Usopp is waving to them, like a captain would to his 8,000 followers. Nami’s blowing a kiss as if to adoring fans.

Zoro...is climbing over the garden fence and jogging to take his place in front his shrine next to the others. Nami shoots him a Look while Luffy laughs at him, sitting in mid air and clapping his feet together.

The Captain of the Straw Hat Pirates then turns to her and gives her a wide grin.

She blinks away tears as he and his crew fade away with the last notes of the song.

The food in the lunchboxes is gone.

The food on Naruto’s plate is also gone.

In fact, all the food in the immediate vicinity appears to be gone.

It’s just that Naruto looks down at his plate and yells in indignation first.

She lets out a wet laugh. “Darn it Luffy.”

[wenchuong]

The Most Beautiful Moment in Life Ch.1

Rose firmly believed that everything magical happened at night. Ever since she could remember, the only time she ever felt truly like herself was when everyone else had turned off their worlds and gone to sleep.

When she was 13, Rose’s parents had gotten divorced, and her mother had uprooted them from Seoul to Los Angeles. The only thing that stopped her tears was climbing onto the roof of their new apartment building in the dead of night to look at the tall, spindly palm trees swaying in the Santa Ana winds. The air smelled faintly like jasmine, and the city lights twinkled cheerily at her, as if trying to help her feel marginally less alone.

When she was 16, Rose was in New York when she had lost her virginity and gotten her heart broken all in the same night. Numb, she walked around the city aimlessly until she happened to see a sign for a model management company promising money, travel, and the opportunity to change her life. She remembered thinking that she would do anything to take her away from here, away from her life.

And when Rose was 22, she happened to be in Tokyo, at 3am, when she met him - the boy who would change her entire life.

Ch. 1 -- Serendipity

Can’t eat that. Can’t eat that. Nope, not that. Not that either. Rose let out a groan of frustration as she walked past rows of snacks, onigiri, and ramen that she wasn’t allowed to eat. After constant dieting for photoshoots and runway shows, it should have been easy for her to stop in a 7/11 and not practically drool over all the forbidden fruit. And yet here she was, in black sweatpants and sweatshirt, staring longingly at a cup of Shin ramen like the world’s hungriest ninja. To be fair, it had been an especially long day of fittings. As the new face of Dior, she was spending a week in Tokyo to shoot the multi-part campaign, each shoot promising to be more stressful than the last. Rose had been preparing herself for months now, and a cup of hot, savory ramen was not going to be her undoing.

“Ding,” the store’s door chime sounded, and the muffled noises of other night owls looking for snacks broke the pleasant silence. Unbothered, Rose continued to stare daggers into the ramen, not noticing that someone was standing right beside her until he muttered, “There’s only one left.”

“Huh?” she asked, startled.

“Oh, sorry. I was talking to myself,” he responded in slightly accented Japanese.

Rose turned to fully look at the mystery boy, dressed in all black with a face mask on, hair falling over his eyes, just like her. She couldn’t help but giggle. “We’re matching,” she said in Japanese with a bright smile that crinkled her eyes into half moons.

Surprised, he lifted his head to look at her, at her long ash-brown hair, at her glowing skin, and at her eyes that he was certain were the color of liquid sunsets. Wow, he thought.

“You can have the ramen. I’m not allowed to eat it anyways,” she continued.

His brain was still stuck on liquid sunsets when he choked out a reply. “Why?”

He watched her scrunch her nose cutely as she responded. “I’m on a diet. I’ll just get soup or something.”

Pouting, she started to walk away from him. Every muscle in his body tensed, screaming at him to make her stay, if only for another second.

“Wait!”

She turned around hesitantly and saw him holding the cup of ramen.  

“What if we split it?”

She cocked her head to the side but didn’t respond. He couldn’t help but think cute cute cute.

He continued, “it’s half the calories…?”

She furrowed her eyebrows at him, clearly weirded out that a stranger just asked to split ramen with her, but she barely had a chance to respond before her stomach let out an embarrassingly loud growl. Traitor.

He let out what she guessed to be a snort.

“Fine. But- ” She snatched the ramen from him. “-I’m making it! I can’t trust a stranger to make my precious ramen.”

He shook his head, “You mean our precious ramen!”

She cracked a grin and skipped down the aisle, going to the register to pay.

“Wait! I’ll pay.”

“That’s very gentlemanly of you, but since you’re being nice enough to share, it’s my treat.”

He looked ready to fight her on it, but before he could move, she grabbed him by his sweatshirt sleeve and dragged him over to the eating counter.

“Sit.”

He huffed and sat down.

She smiled warmly at him. “Good boy.”

His heart lurched into his throat. So endearing.

He watched as she paid and prepared the ramen. Everything she did was graceful. Even though she was right — they were in fact wearing matching outfits — her long legs, tiny waist, and the little peek of her abs made her look irresistibly sexy. He’d seen plenty of beautiful girls, but none of them made him feel so….warm.

He ached to touch her, to run his fingers through her soft hair, to hear her giggle again, to stay there in the convenience store and know all her secrets, to tell her all his secrets.

He couldn’t remember ever being so affected by a girl before, especially not a girl he met 5 minutes ago, and he was still thinking about it when she was back, steaming cup of ramen in one hand and pair of chopsticks outstretched in the other.

She spoke while he was rubbing his chopsticks together, “I’m Rose by the way.”

Rose. He rolled it around in his head and concluded that her name was beautiful too. He reflexively went to remove his face mask and tell her his name, but his hand stopped mid-motion, a million thoughts running through his head. What if she knew who he was and turned into a scary fangirl? Even worse, what if she knew who he was and hated him? What if, what if, what if…

Rose knew the strange boy was going through a little crisis, since normally guys would jump to give her their name, usually followed by their phone number and a horrible pick up line, so she played it super cool and pretended to be focused on her chopsticks as she snuck peeks at him.

After another second, he made up his mind that the risk was worth it. So taking a leap of faith, he slid off his hood and pulled down his mask.

“I’m Jungkook.”

He had a great face. Flooffy hair, big doe eyes looking into Rose’s intently, and very soft, kissable lips—wait, what?

She allowed her eyes to trace his sharp jawline once — self control! — before finding his eyes again.

“Jungkook? That’s Korean, right?”

Quickly covering up his surprise that she didn’t seem to know who he was, he smiled timidly back at her.

“Yea.”

She smiled widely this time, as brilliant as the sun.

“I’m Korean too! We can stop using broken Japanese to talk to each other.”

He laughed then, and Rose internally squealed when she saw his cute, bunny teeth.

A little shy, but curious nonetheless, Jungkook asked, “Do you live in Korea then?”

“Sort of. I have an apartment in Seoul, but I travel a lot for work, so I sort of live everywhere and nowhere. What about you?”

“I live in Seoul, but I’m kind of the same, traveling all the time.” He was still cautious of revealing too much. He didn’t think she was pretending not to know him, so he wanted to protect this refreshing anonymity for just a little while longer.

He was about to ask her another question when they were interrupted by the jarring sound of an iPhone alarm.

“Ramen’s done!”

Rose practically dropped her phone in excitement while silencing her timer. As if he wasn’t already overly fond of her, she had to go and do a little dance while tearing off the lid and stirring the noodles, making him swoon.

She could feel his eyes staring when she glanced up at him through her eyelashes. “What? This is my happy dance.” He only chuckled.

She twirled a huge bite of the steamy, spicy, delicious noodles and opened her mouth wide, only to be interrupted by his chopsticks rudely stopping hers.

“Hey!”

“Shouldn’t the oldest get the first bite?”

Rose put her chopsticks back in the cup, and her eyes turned sharp. Uh oh, Jungkook activated sassy mode.

“First off, we’re not in Korea so those rules don’t apply. Second, you’re definitely not older.” Triumphant, Rose waited for a comeback.

Smirking, Jungkook only asked, “What year are you?”

Not about to be fooled, Rose countered, “You first.”

“How about we both say it on 3?”

Exasperated and hungry, Rose agreed.

“1…2…3…”

“’97”

“’97”

“Ha!! We’re the same age.”

She quickly turned her attention back to the ramen. Considering for a second, she held up the folded ramen lid to him. “We can take the first bite together, if we drop the honorifics.”

Not really caring who takes the first bite, Jungkook only wanted to get to know her better, and he was more than happy to get closer to her. “Deal.”

If anyone were to walk by the 7/11 in Ginza at 3am that night and look into the window, they would have seen two people, heads bent toward each other, eyes gazing into each other’s and smiles growing on their lips as the steam from a cup of ramen warmed their already blazing cheeks. The fluorescent lights cast them in a warm glow, and time itself seemed to slow to honor the serendipity that brought these two souls together so that their story could finally begin.

[laws-hat-headcanons]

10 + 10

I realised after I had posted this that I did it on a reblog that was already pretty long... so I have now done a separate post to try and make it smaller! Sorry! 

I was tagged twice to do this and was writing out my answers when Coop tagged me AGAIN!! So I am sorry to all of you, this is long and you're going to learn more about me than you probably wanted to!!

Answer 10 questions then add 10 of your own: 

@lucynnamonroll thank you for the first Tag flower!

1. A dream that you still remember?

I dreamt once that someone was chasing me and my dog and they bit me, took a big chunk out of my arm. And then my dog gave me this big blue fruit and my arm grew back. My dreams are always very strange.

2. What job did you want to do when you were younger?

I wanted to be a vet but I am way too emotional around poorly animals and also not smart enough to learn how to treat them haha!

3. And now? Did it has changed?

Yeah, I don't think I was ever cut out to be a vet. I'd like to work with animals though, maybe kennels or something? Zoo Keeper would be cool.

4. A favorite game?

I'm gonna take this as video game... There are a lot. I love Mass Effect and Dragon age, Gears of War... but Horizon Zero Dawn was amazing. I loved every single thing about it. Beautiful game, great story – just.. chefs kiss

5. Where did you have traveled? (Either it’s in your country or not)

I've been a few places- France, Spain, Somewhere else hot but I can't recall where... Ireland, Scotland. I was supposed to have gone to Bulgaria at the beginning of May but Coronavirus done fucked me over.

6. Did you have a totem animal/a favorite animal?

Ever since I was about 6 wolves have been my favourite animals. I originally started drawing so I could create a wolf fursona …. siiigghhh

7. Did you/Do you have a teddy bear to help you to sleep? How it was looking?

Yes, a little dog called Custard. He is a beige colour with brown ears but is still in pretty good condition. He sits on my desk chair when I'm not using it.

8. THE animated (or not) serie of your childhood/teenage years?

TEENAGE MUTANT NINJA TURTLES – heroes in a half shell, turtle power!! I was also hella into Dragon Ball Z on Toonami when I was a kid. I remember we went to see some family up north and they didn't have Toonami and I cried because it was mid way through the Buu arc and I was gonna miss it.

9. Do you have anime/series/movie/whatever things merch?

I have a few bits. A Hatake Kakashi figure, one for Katakuri and Zoro. A heart Pirates hoodie. I think I have Kid's wanted poster somewhere...

10. How was your day?

Oh. It was a day. I slept through most of it. My energy/motivation levels are pretty low at the moment. But it was sunny, so that was nice.

@luffytarhoe thank you for my second tag!! 💙

1- What’s your favorite show/anime of the moment ?

I don't watch a huge amount of anime despite the focus of this blog. So probably One piece on that front. Otherwise I am watching Outlander atm, which is pretty good but there is sooooo much sex. An ungodly amount of sex.

2- What type of music are you into?

My music tastes are quite varied. I like stuff that you can listen to and put into a situation, so usually sad stuff where I can imagine I am the main character weeping over the bodies of my fallen comrades. Also Goo Goo Dolls!

3- If you could have one superpower , what would it be ?

Probability, or luck. Like Domino in Deadpool. That's always been such a cool concept to me.

4- What’s your favorite color ?

Blue and all it's hues. Maybe teal if I had to get specific.

5- Do you prefer animated or live action shows/series ?

I am happy with both. Though some animated shows should stay animated – looking at you ATLA...

6- Do you believe in ghosts ?

I believe that energy never disappears, only changes forms and I don't think that's any different for whatever happens to people energy once we die. I'm a big wimp though so it's easier for me not to believe in them!

7- Do you speak any foreign language(s) ? if yes which ones ?

No, sadly I never had a talent for languages. I'd love to speak Gaelic though.

8- Your n°1 fictional character ?

Probably Stone from the Raksura book series. He's just a fun grumpy old shapeshifting man.

9- Would you say you’re more of an extrovert or an introvert?

Definitely an introvert. I like me time. And all my hobbies are single person hobbies so that doesn't help haha.

10- What was the best vacation you ever took and why?

I haven't been on holiday in over 10 years but we went to a zoo in Spain once and a Monkey sat on my head. That was pretty rad.

@doctorgerth and finally, thank you for my 3rd tag!!

1. What are your zodiac signs (sun, moon, rising, if you know them) and do you think they fit you pretty well?

I am an Aries and that is pretty much the extent of my knowledge on the subject. Aries are meant to be pretty hot headed and outgoing and I can only really claim to be one of those thing and only when I need to be. So no, I'm not sure it fits me.

2. What is your favorite clothing item and/or accessory?

I don't reallllly care a lot about clothes and or stuff. So I guess either my glasses because I need them to see long distances (and to drive) or my phone if that counts as an accessory because that has all my crap on it.

3. Any future children or pet names?

Noooooooooooooo and no

4. If you could meet anyone (can be past, present, future, real, or fictional) who would it be?

I would have liked to have met Steve Irwin I think. He seemed pretty chill and I grew up watching Crocodile Hunter on TV so he was a big hero of mine for a long time. Also the Rock or Jason Mamoa because of reasons....

5. Brag on yourself! What’s something you love about yourself?

I am passably amusing and guess I write okay too haha

6. What is a movie or show that you could rewatch a million times and never get tired of?

The film Evolution is endlessly funny to me and it makes me laugh every time I watch it. I used to have it on VHS and I kept a video player in the house to watch it until my cousin got it for me on DVD (Yes I am old.)

7. What is your favorite album of all time?

I haven't listened to it in a long time but I really loved Maroon 5 – Songs about Jane.

8. Do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens? If you have stories to back up, plz share.

I want to belllieeveeeeee! Ghosts, yes, hesitantly but I think I answered that in a previous one. Aliens 100% because I refuse to believe that we are the only sentient life the universe. It's just... statistically impossible.

9. What do you do/who do you look to for inspiration?

I guess human being wise my mum is my inspiration for a lot of things? She's just a lovely person and she's very kind and sweet. I am very aware that we are not much alike, but I look to her as the sort of example of a good person. Creativity wise it's just a clusterfuck of books and badly organised pinterest boards.

10. What is your happiest memory?

Practically anything that has my nephews in it I guess. They're just... hilariously weird little dudes and I love them so much. They always make me laugh.

And here are my questions!!

1. What is your favourite book?

2. What is you most loved item and why?

3. If you got the chance to travel to another planet (knowing you would never see your friends or family again) would you do it?

4. One song that makes you cry?

5. Do you believe in supernatural stuff? Ghosts and Monsters and Fairies? Any experiences with it?

6. What is the most embarrassing thing you have ever witnessed or had happen to you?

7. What one thing would you buy if you had the money?

8. What is your worst habit/personality trait?

9. If you could alter your body with one cool feature, what would it be? (camera eyes, monkey tail, etc)

10. Do you have the patience to play a full game of Monopoly with no breaks?

I'll tag @pinkhatlizzy @nakunakunomi @lirulee @one-piece-dumpster-fire and anyone else who wants to answer my dumb questions!! Tag me because if you decide to do it so I can see your answers 💙

[autobuttonsanddeceptistitches]

Viper’s Vengeance Chapter 1

Hello everyone! I am happy to announce that I am returning to writing once again! This story in particular is one I’ve been looking forward to posting. I’d like to give credit to EngineerHoist, a person on YouTube who did a live reading of the first two paragraphs of this story. Without his reading, I wouldn’t have the motivation to continue writing the rest of this chapter and figure out ideas for the future ones to come. Here’s the reading itself alongside the two paragraphs to follow along.

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A pure black visor stared at the acid green flames dancing higher and higher above the fallen Cobra base. His acid gun slipped down worn fingers, Viper's knees gave way to the course sand surface. Wings lowered and bullet ridden. Spent a whole day, by himself getting rid of his creators. Humans, they've done nothing but cause chaos in his life. Memories racing in his head. Torment, lobotomy, neglect. They're dead, all of them. The red symbol he detests on his wings, the first born human made Cybertronian. Meant to be a weapon against other inferior humans. He got up, taking his battered body away from the sea of acid he'd inflicted on the pitiful humans.

The pain overwhelmed him, those tanks, the copters, forced him to land into the sand once again. Tiny grains blowing against ruined true blue paint. Maybe its best to die now, he killed those who brought him to this world, to stifle his life because of a failure, yet, he danced with Decepticons. As he listened to the fire cackling from back at his 'birthplace', a shadow overtook his vision. One with yellow optics; processor trying to bring back any memories of those with yellow. It stung, its always hurt to look through memories due to the lobotomy. Got difficult to remember important things, most assumed short term memory loss that Shockwave didn't bother to look through. Maybe if he does survive this pit he'll force that lazy scientist to help. For now, this mysterious fellow seemed to be helping him out. Other colors became recognizable. Nightbird...

His processor kept repeating the same visions. A record player of rotating screams of torment. Flesh melting away into the puddles of their creation's tears. Among the fragments is of a human cowering in a corner, his face cut and green jacket torn off. Instead of fear, he scowled.

“I gave you a new life Viper! You can't do this to me when I wasn't involved with what happened! I freed you from your prison!” Luca screamed, shaking his fist up.

“You betrayed the Decepticons, for a few dollars more...” Viper replied, taking aim and letting the green flames come to life... One traitor down, never deserving to wear the silver badge on his jacket.

The agonizing screams started to grow numbing as the malfunctioning processor stopped thinking. Focused on preserving the battered soldier, for his mission is complete at last. Nightbird, the last thought on his mind, wondering why she came. Did Megatron ask the ninja to investigate? Too tired to question, gotta sleep...

Music began to play, the kind that'd be relaxing to whoever took a listen with its keyboards. Optics lit up to the sight of the bright lights meant for surgery. A figure came into vision again, this time, its one with a red visor. Dang it, more faces to identify. At least his bright green paint job helped determine which of the Constructicons this is.

“Well, I thought you wouldn't turn gray because your human made.” Hook smirked, stepping back to grab a few more tools.

“How'd I get here?” Viper tried sitting up, yet pain spiked in his back, forcing him to lie down again.

“Nightbird dragged you in here and told me to get to work. Sounds like you made them all pay. Megatron will be glad to hear the details.” He grabbed one of the wings and began to pluck out the bullets. Viper's servos clenched, wishing he could get up and clobber the mech. Everything's too numb, like something's in his system. It could be either that or armor is still recovering from the trauma.

“Did Megatron ask her to come along?” Optics watched as the boxy helmed mech shook from left to right. His tray piling up with small metal pieces. Other Constructicons began to assist their brother and repair the damaged armor. Hook pulled off the broken black glass, revealing two vibrant blue optics underneath.

“Nope, he didn't order anyone to see your attempts. We thought you would've died. Looks like you're made of sterner stuff.” Viper didn't retort, rest, must rest and wait until he could find that canary and force the answers out of her.

It felt odd to not wear a visor anymore. His once unseen optics inspected the long hallways of the military base. A few Decepticons walked by the broken freak of a soldier. Some glanced by, but others chuckled, giddy that they aren't made by flesh creatures. Viper remained firm as he walked, wings still in pain, but will get repaired another time. Hook and others had to deal with other tarnished things. He's already broken, always been since the failure. All to think about was the silver emotionless face before his processor got torn apart. The former Cobra mech didn't notice the three fingered hand grabbing his shoulder. A great smirk embedded into one's golden face.

“Well done Viper, I enjoy human sacrifices. They were my favorite parts of Aztec history.” The one whose name would send shivers down one's Energon veins. His grin became twisted as a Cheshire Cat's. Viper glanced back, seeing the purple glowing in his vision.

“I don't care Malus, you can interpret it any way you want, but its my story, and I ended it.” Viper tried moving, yet the demigod kept a firm hold.

“Where are you going? Do you believe that I am not worthy for a conversation?” His frown changed as much as a mask for the audience of an opera.

“I want some time to myself. I spent all day fighting for my freedom while you and everyone else sat back and enjoyed my suffering like a show!” Viper's wings flared, even if he's shorter than him, that fire burned in blue optics.

“Your war, not mine.” Oh, if the snake had his acid gun, then there wouldn't be any trace of this rotten fruit anywhere. Who cares if he's the guardian to some shiny balls, none of his business.

“Be lucky I spent all my rage on the humans, rather than you.” He stomped away as Malus scoffed.

“Toodle pip Viper.” Spat out as he transformed into his spider tank alt mode and crawled away.

More faces, the same faces rewinding faster as the figures passed by. Some showing hints of concern, but hidden by their tough attitudes and looks. Viper shrugged each off, not caring if anyone was walking around this morning. Sometimes questions about the ninja, yet none replied. Until he reached up to Swindle with a fist aimed at his face.

“You're the last scumbag I'll ask today, where is Nightbird?” Viper hissed, showing the scars on broken fingers. The mech smirked, trying to cower away from the situation.

“Come on Viper, I know you had one heck of a night, but give me some credit. I didn't sell anything to Cobra,” bam! A fist to the face, letting fresh pain reel in pristine faceplates.

“Say that word again, I could go for another injection of their venom into my veins.” He goaded, before noticing a glimmer of yellow that vanished down the hallway.

“Hey!” The Rattler ran, leaving Swindle to cough up some Energon.

A giant hanger, of all places to hide in. Dark blue came in, broken glass trying to inspect wherever the femme could be. He noticed her shadow among the dim lights. Dancing around old machinery that'd been defunct for a long time. Human made items, Hook would use them for spare parts when needed. Swindle pawning off each piece for big bucks. A flicker of yellow again right beside him. Nightbird, what is she doing? She held up a blade against his neck.

“Sever the cables, and you will do nothing.” She spoke in such stillness that wouldn't alert anyone of her presence. Viper tensed, gripping the yellow weapon and making sure it wouldn't leave its mark.

“I want answers to why you were following me!” He yelled out, flipping the femme over. Nightbird groaned, unable to get up before he pressed his arm onto her neck. His other servo gripped the blade in her hand. They stared, optics burning in the morning sunlight as it crept from tiny windows in the room. Blue and yellow, much like an electric storm.

“Didn't want to continue living?” She whispered, leaning up even when he tried pushing her down.

“My life is over, I have no reason to continue, so why bring me back?” Nightbird looked away.

“We're soldiers, and you're purpose shouldn't end in such a way.” She exhaled, kicking the mech off, Viper stood back up, retaining his balance.

“Then why try killing me if I wanted to say thanks?” Blue optics observed Nightbird's own. A hint of concern behind that bright yellow often coated in anger.

A large hangar door opened, letting Soundwave come in. His armor is much more chunky on the legs and torso. A result from getting kidnapped by Cobra. Red visor caught the attention of the duo, with his cassettes tagging along.

“Viper, our lord Megatrons request to meet with you.” Said in his monotone elegance.

“I'll not keep them waiting, we'll talk about this later.” The Rattler strode away from the short conflict. Soundwave looked at Nightbird, seeing how upset she appeared to be.

“Is something wrong?” The femme shook her helm.

“No, how do you feel about that armor?” She tapped onto his shoulder, feeling the strong materials constructing it.

“It is an inferior version of myself, but I will adjust.” He transformed and let his little minions climb aboard before driving back outside. Nightbird stared, pondering what thoughts are rushing in Viper's processor right now.

Chapter 2

[isolavirtuosa]

Starting Over (For Real?) 47-48

[fanfiction] NaruSasu

Read the previous parts here.

- 47 -

  The Land of Sound had endless underground tunnels, and I knew them all like the back of my hand.  It didn’t take long to find ninjas who were loyal to Orochimaru.

Finding the man himself proved a bit more difficult.

“Karin would be useful right about now,” Kakashi hummed as we concluded checking out yet another dead-end lead.

“Certainly more useful than you,” Sai said with a passive aggressive smile.

“I’m the taxi that got you here!” Kakashi protested, holding his hands up.

“Yes, and now you have barely any chakra left,” Sakura pointed out.

“Well they didn’t know that until you announced it loudly,” Kakashi said, gesturing towards the Sound ninjas that we had tied up after they attempted to interfere in our search.

The Sound ninjas sneered at us.

I couldn’t help the snort that escaped me.

That got me several funny looks.

“We can go now,” I said, moving towards the stairs to take us above ground again.

Sai came abreast of me as we ascended the stairs.  “Should we find somewhere to stay the night?”

“Yeah, go ahead and scout,” I said.

He nodded.  “Okay.  But you seem a bit frustrated.”

“We’ve been here over a week,” I said.  “I just want to hurry up and be done with it.”

“You want to get back to your honey?”

“I want to figure out how non-ninjas have learned how to grow God Trees and then destroy that technology forever,” I said.  “And then I want to get back to my honey.”

Sai smiled at that.  “I love you, Sasuke.”

“Back at you,” I said, shooing him away.

“You tell Sai that you love him?” Sakura asked incredulously as she came up behind me.

“Did the word ‘love’ come out of my mouth?”

“Close enough,” she said, shaking her head.  “Where’s my love?”

“Girls are icky.”

She snorted and rolled her eyes at that.  “Is Sai finding us a place to stay?”

“Yeah,” I said, looking up at the starry sky stretched out in front of us.  “Sakura, I…”

Sakura looked up at the sky with me, not saying anything.  Waiting.

“I do,” I finally said.

“Are we getting married?” she snorted.

I turned to glare at her.

She faced me as well, flashing me a grin.  “Are you trying to tell me that you loooove me?”

“Certainly not,” I said, making a face.  “I tolerate you.”

“I tolerate you, too,” she said agreeably.

“Good,” I concluded.

“Good.”

We went back to looking at the sky.

“So no one was wondering where I was?” Kakashi complained, hefting himself out of the stairwell.

“No, not at all,” Sakura said, and I nodded my agreement.

“My darling little students, what would I do without your kindness and compassion?” he hummed, squishing both of our faces with one hand each.  “One of those Sound assholes got loose.”

“And you couldn’t handle it?” I asked.

“It takes a little more effort when you use up all your chakra on a long-distance kamui.”

“And yet you still managed to take care of it?” Sakura fake-marveled.

“I remember when you at least used to pretend to respect me,” Kakashi complained.

“Try being respectable,” I suggested.

“Maybe I should just try taking off my shirt,” he said, waggling his eyebrows at me and lifting the hem of his shirt up to reveal his abs.

I didn’t mean to look, and I immediately looked away, face red.

Sakura cracked up.

Kakashi sighed contentedly as he lowered his shirt.  “Aw, yeah, still got it.”

“Love handles is what you got,” I said, laughing nervously.

“Sasuke, your crush on Kakashi is starting to get pathetic,” Sakura informed me.

“I don’t have a crush on Kakashi!” I yelled in a manly way.  Or shrieked.  Whatever.

Sakura held up her hands and looked away in a way that clearly said ‘you do, but I’ll just stay out of it since you’re in denial.’

I did not have a crush on Kakashi.  And if I ever had, I had long since grown out of it.  I was simply embarrassed by how ridiculous he was.  Nothing more to it.

“Do you think if I show Sakura my face, she’ll fall madly in love with me, too?” Kakashi asked, winking at me.

“No one could love a face like that,” I said flatly.

“I guess we’ll find out,” Kakashi said, moving his hand to his mask and tugging at it.

Sakura looked elated.

I frowned.  Not that I cared that I was the only one who had seen Kakashi’s face, but I was the only one who had seen Kakashi’s face.

There was a cawing sound from above us, a bird from Sai to lead us to our camp.

“Foiled again,” Kakashi said, leaving his mask in place and going to follow the bird.

“What is that about?!” Sakura cried, chasing after him.  “Show me your damn face, Sensei!”

Sai had found a cave for us to camp out in.  We all settled in, with Kakashi taking the first watch.  He woke me up for my watch, and then Sai was next.

Sai got up with a stretch, ready to take up his post.

“There’s something I have to do,” I whispered to him.

He looked me up and down, then nodded.

I went outside of the cave with him, then kept on going.  When I was far enough away, I summoned Aoda.

“Sasuke-sama,” he said, bowing his head to me.

“Can you find Orochimaru?” I asked.

He flicked his tongue in the air, tasting it.  “Yes.”

“Take me there.”

So he did.

It was an obvious place, decorated with giant statues of snakes.  It looked like some kind of demonic temple.

Orochimaru was waiting for me, sitting on top of one of the snake’s heads.  “I wondered when you would finally get here,” he said, smiling warmly at me.

I was relieved to look into his eyes and see the same old gold color, pushing away the lingering doubts from my brief trip inside the God Tree in Water.  The rinnegan belonged to me and only me.  “Tell me what you’ve done.”

“That’s a bit vague, Sasuke,” he said, his tongue rolling sibilantly over my name.  “I’ve done so many things.”

“The God Trees,” I said.  “These,” I added, pushing my bangs up to reveal my horns.

His grin widened.  “They’re coming in nicely.”

I knew showing him my transformation would get him talking.  I stared at him, waiting.

“What do you really want to know, my boy?” he asked.  “I made you stronger.  That’s all you ever wanted, isn’t it?”

“And Naruto?  Kakashi?”

“You three were the perfect test subjects,” he said, his expression going dreamy.  “Come inside to the lab.  I can run some tests.”

“No,” I said.  “Explain.”

“Come on now, Sasuke, you know it’s give and take,” he said.  “I give something, I take something.”

“Or I could just take,” I said, stepping off of Aoda’s head onto thin air and walking until I was standing on the snake statue, right in front of Orochimaru.

“Sasuke,” he breathed, looking delighted.  “That perfect body.”

“Try and take it,” I said.  “See what happens.”

His tongue darted out to lick his lips.  “Cocky boy.  I won’t be so easily sealed again.”

“You won’t survive.”

“I always survive.”

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have made me this powerful.”

“Without the kyuubi vessel, you’re still not quite there.”

I gave him a bored look.  “I don’t need Naruto’s chakra to kill you.”

“Your confidence is both your best and worst quality,” Orochimaru said cheerfully.  “Now come on inside, let’s at least have a cup of tea.”

I followed him inside because I was done posturing.  I wanted answers.

The hideout was empty except for the two of us.  Orochimaru took me into one of the labs and started boiling water.  He shuffled around, getting the teacups out and setting a tea bag in each one.

I could feel the God Tree lurking below us, deeper underground.

“No milk or sugar for you?” Orochimaru stated, because he already knew the answer.

“No.”

“So predictable,” he hummed, picking the whistling kettle off of the flame and pouring hot water into each cup.  “And yet…”

I waited.

He removed the tea bags and handed me a cup.

I raised an eyebrow.

“Would you like me to drink some first?” he asked.

“You’re immune to most poisons,” I said, bringing the cup to my lips and sipping.

Orochimaru chuckled and sipped his own tea.  “So I am.”

“You don’t want to hurt me,” I said, setting the cup down on the table.

“Of course not,” he agreed.  “You’ve always been my favorite.  And look at you now.  The long hair is beautiful, by the way.  You should wear it down.”

I stared at him.

“Oh, Sasuke,” he said dreamily.  “You look like power.”

“What did you do to me?”

His eyes got even dreamier.  “It wasn’t really me, I just… helped things along.  It was Hagoromo’s chakra and the God Tree.”

Our eyes met.

He grinned.  “Six months.  Six months only, and I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“No.”

He sighed dramatically.  “You have so much untapped potential.  I could show you-”

“No.”

“How’s your tea?”

“Fine,” I ground out.  Orochimaru did make a good cup of tea.

“The Tree can be directed,” he said.  “To take more from some than from others.”

“The kages?”

“It took it all.”

“Naruto and I?”

“That was the fun part,” he said, getting an excited gleam in his eye.  “It took it all from you, as well.  It drained you both of your own chakra.  But it couldn’t absorb the foreign chakra in your body.  So when your bodies no longer had any of your own chakra left, Hagoromo’s chakra started moving through your pathways as if it was your own chakra.”

“And Kakashi?”

“The same thing, all of his chakra was drained and replaced with Obito’s,” he said, starting to look a bit manic.  “It transformed your bodies.”

So I really was being turned into an alien.

“You know what that means, though, don’t you?” Orochimaru demanded.

He wanted to experiment.

“The sharingan could be rebirthed,” he said excitedly.  “If you put your chakra into someone’s body, and then we drained them of their chakra, and then-”

“No.”

“But Sasuke, think of-”

“No.”

“You could revive your clan without having intercourse with a woman.”

“Oh, well in that case,” I said.  “No.”

“We’ll discuss it later,” Orochimaru said with a shrug.

We weren’t going to discuss it later, but I didn’t tell him so because then he would spend all his time convincing me rather than telling me what the fuck was going on.

“Why are there so many God Trees?” I asked.

“Because I made them,” he replied easily.

“You can’t just make a God Tree,” I said irritably.

“I can,” he said grinning.

“And it takes a thousand years to produce a chakra fruit.”

“Or does it?”

“I’ve read the scrolls,” I said.

“Funny how what is written doesn’t always match up with the results of an experiment,” Orochimaru said.

“So you’ve learned how to create artificial God Trees that produce… artificial chakra fruit?”

“They’re quite real, I assure you.”

“And why do the daimyos have them?”

“I’m sure you can figure it out.”

“They’re our enemies,” I said, raising an eyebrow at him.  “They’re trying to wipe out ninjakind.”

“Well, they have deep pockets and have given me endless test subjects.”

“So you’re going to let them continue draining the life out of ninjas until…?”

“Until I’ve concluded my research, obviously,” he said.  “And don’t worry, my dear boy, I’m almost finished.  Then those silly daimyos will realize our true power.”

“So the daimyos and the ninjas are all pawns in your plot to…?”

“Would you like one?”

I looked at him.

“If you think you’re powerful when you’re juiced up on the kyuubi’s chakra…” he said grinning.

He knew everything about us, so I was starting to wonder who he’d had following us and why we hadn’t noticed, but of course it was obvious.  Karin.  The mizukage.  Whoever she was, she had been reporting back to Orochimaru the entire time.

“It’s what you’ve always wanted,” he continued.  “Ultimate power.”

“It’s what you’ve always wanted, but you haven’t eaten one,” I said.  His power wasn’t any different from before.

“I haven’t finished the experimental phase yet,” he explained.

“So I would be another test subject so you could make sure there aren’t any side effects.”

“No, Sasuke,” he said, shaking his head.  “I wouldn’t experiment on you.  You’re too valuable.  The chakra fruit is yours if you want it, but only after I’ve finished the testing phase.”

“How kind of you.”

He smiled at me again, but it was softer now.  “You’ve really grown up magnificently.”

“And you haven’t changed at all,” I said, ignoring the warmth I felt from his praise.  I did not need his approval.

“It will be incredible when we consume the chakra fruit,” he said.  “I want you by my side.”

This seemed like the part where I was supposed to show how much I’d changed by refusing the offer.

“More tea?” he asked.

I held out my cup to him.

“We’ll rule this world, Sasuke,” he told me as he poured.  “We’ll subjugate the daimyos.  Ninjas will finally have autonomy.”

“As long as they do what we tell them to?”

“Exactly.”

I thought about the Water ninjas in their concentration camp.  What the non-ninjas were doing was wrong, and-

Orochimaru looked ecstatic.

I frowned at him.

“Well, you know that the offer is on the table,” he said, sipping from his refreshed cup.

“Naruto is going to come after you,” I said.  “When he hears that you’re behind the God Trees.  Half the ninja world is following him.”

“He is a problem, isn’t he?” Orochimaru hummed, not looking troubled at all.

“I’ll be right next to him,” I said.

“That’s fine,” he replied.

There was something more.

I looked at him.

“You’re starting to look nervous, my boy.”

“I don’t think you know me as well as you think you do,” I said.

“Didn’t you stop and wonder?” he asked, putting down his empty cup.

I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of asking, “wonder what?”, but the silence dragged on for so long that I finally spat it out.

“Why some of us weren’t trapped in the Infinite Tsukuyomi?”

“Most of the people who were free from the God Tree had very little chakra,” I said, looking him up and down.

“A good observation, but still missing something,” he said.  “What did you think of Kakashi’s woman?”

“…his right hand?” I asked.

Orochimaru burst out laughing.  “You’ve gotten crass.  Now, come on, boy, think.”

I never corrected him when he called me stupid names.  Why was that?

“You know her quite well, I think.”

“…Miharu…?”

“Clever boy.”

“She’s not…”

“She was.”

“She isn’t from Konoha.”

“No, she certainly isn’t.”

I didn’t get it.  The pieces weren’t coming together.

Orochimaru smiled.  “Maybe we can finish this chat another time.”

“What is she?” I demanded irritably.

“That’s a pretty good question,” he said.  “Now we’re almost there.”

“Is it some kind of bloodline limit?” I asked.

“Something like that,” Orochimaru agreed.

“Then what?”

“I can’t give you all of the answers, my boy.”

“Miharu was immune to the God Tree because of… something in her lineage.”

“Oh, yes.”

“And she doesn’t… have chakra… but lives in a ninja village…”

“True.”

“She was involved with Kakashi.”

“Past tense, yes.”

“That’s why she came to Konoha.”

“Getting warmer.”

“Her family…”

There was a glint in Orochimaru’s eyes.

“They didn’t want her involved with him.”

“Of course not.  Such a rogue, Kakashi was.”

“But they thought they were so in love that they ignored her family.”

Orochimaru pursed his lips.  “Not quite.”

I didn’t get it.  If they weren’t so madly in love, why would she abandon her family and her country to come live with Kakashi on the outskirts of Konoha?  And why weren’t they still together?  Well, thinking about Kakashi, I could see how Miharu might have felt like he wasn’t all she’d expected after he slid down his mask and swept her off her feet.  He was closed off, obnoxious, and a pervert, not to mention incredibly not gorgeous in a silver fox kind of way.  Not at all.  What would make someone up and leave their-

“She was pregnant?”

“Oh, Sasuke, I was afraid you wouldn’t get there, but here we are.”

“But there’s no… Kakashi’s not...”

“Only a very special baby could survive that.”

“Survive what?” I asked warily.

“The union of Noble and Ninja blood,” he said, leaning forward excitedly.

“There are nobles with chakra…” I said.

“Not pure Nobles,” Orochimaru said, standing up and pacing along the floor.  “Not the Nobles who truly run this world.  They keep their bloodlines pure.  They consider Ninjas below them.  But of course it’s posturing nonsense.  The women often die in childbirth, the babies stillborn.  Only the strong can make it.  Miharu, she lived, but she and Kakashi weren’t special enough.”

I felt a strange twinge.  Kakashi had almost been a father.  And Miharu, who was so kind to me for no reason, had lost everything, had lost her baby, Kakashi’s baby, and that thought just filled me with an ache.

“Of course, my mother died in childbirth,” Orochimaru continued.

I looked at him.

“She wasn’t strong enough.”

I felt my brows drawing together.

“But I was.”

 - 48 -

  Aoda was waiting for me outside.  He bent down his head for me, and then we were heading back.

I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that Orochimaru had had a mother.  I thought he spontaneously generated out of nothing.  Not only a mother, but also a father.

“The relationship wasn’t consensual,” he’d said with a dark smile.

The secrets that Orochimaru had told me weighed me down.  I knew everything now, but instead of feeling relieved I felt dirty.

“How do we restore the kages?” I’d asked.

“That’s easy,” he promised  “You just need to return their chakra to them.”

“From the chakra fruit.”

“Exactly, my brilliant boy.”

He was smiling too much.

“Where is it?”

“Well, you see… someone has already eaten it.”

I knew he was goading me along.

“I needed to test the effects of it,” he explained.  “But if you track him down, maybe you can extract it…?”

Who could possibly have eaten it?  But then the answer was right in front of me.  “The farmer?”

“Oh, that’s right.  You met him back in Water.  My brother.”

Sai was still on watch when I got back.  It had felt like an eternity, and yet only a couple of hours had passed.

A couple of hours, and everything was different.

“You said your mother died in childbirth,” I pointed out.  Kamenosuke was clearly younger than Orochimaru by at least a decade.

“My half-brother,” he amended with a smile.  “My father raped his noble mother, too.  Quite the cad he was.”

“Did you do what you needed to do?” Sai asked.

I looked at him.

A frown tugged at his lips, an oddly human expression on his usually robotic face.  “What happened?”

“Nothing,” I said with a shrug.

“Don’t forget, my boy,” he’d called to me as I was leaving.  “The chakra fruit is yours when you want it.”

I hadn’t said anything.

“Tsunade’s necklace looks good on you.”

His eyes crawled inside of me, even when I was out of his sight.

“Uchiha.”

I was moving into the cave, ready to sleep, but I turned back to look at Sai.

“What-?” he started to ask.

“We’ll talk about it in the morning,” I said abruptly.

“Okay…” he said, looking uncertain.

I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, and I slept right through the morning.

Sai, Kakashi, and Sakura were standing right outside the cave, whispering about me.

I sat up and stretched.  I glanced at Sakura’s bag.  The scroll with the two chakra fruit…

The whispering moved up to a louder decibel.

“How do we know Orochimaru didn’t do something to him?” Sakura hissed.

“We don’t know whether or not he even found him,” Sai said.

“I did,” I offered, standing up and rolling my neck.

“Why would you go off and look for him on your own?!” Sakura cried.

“Because I knew he’d talk to me alone,” I said with a shrug, coming out into the sunlight.

“So he talked to you?” Kakashi asked, looking disinterested.

“He’s behind it all,” I said.

Sakura gasped.

Sai widened his eyes.

Kakashi shrugged.  “That makes sense.”

“The God Trees?” Sakura asked.

“Yes.”

“The anti-ninja campaign of the damiyos?” Sai asked.

“Indirectly, yes.”

“The kages turning into zetsu?” Sakura asked.

“Yes.”

“Fake Karin?”

“Yes.”

“The food shortages?”

“In the sense that he could have woken up people to go to work producing food at anytime, I guess so.”

“The super-powered farmer?”

“Yes.”

“The ANBU turning on us?”

“I mean, I think Konoha and it’s sordid history of corruption have to claim responsibility for that.”

“So you know everything now?” Sai asked.  “You have all the answers?”

“Pretty much,” I said.

The three of them stared at me expectantly.

“Can we eat breakfast first?” I asked.

That resulted in a lot of annoying yelling.

When we were finally situated around the fire with the food cooking, I started my story, relating the basic highlights of what Orochimaru had told me.

I may have left out a few things.

“We have to find Kamenosuke,” was what Sakura got out of the whole story.

“And do what?” I asked her.

“Extract the kage’s chakra,” she said, like it would be a simple task.

“Do you even know how to do that?”

She frowned at me.  “I’m not just going to give up on Tsunade-sama.”

“I’m not asking you to,” I said.  “But we’re not going to go rushing into things without a plan.”

“You don’t think you can beat him,” Sai hummed.

I wasn’t going to admit to that.

“We need to figure out how to extract a specific person’s chakra from the chakra fruit we already have,” Kakashi said.  “Then we can figure out how to extract it from a person.”

“That could take years!” Sakura cried.

“You said you’re not going to give up,” he said, looking her straight in the eye.

She swallowed.

“We need to get Naruto out of Suna,” I said, because that was the obvious takeaway from my story.  “We need to establish a base, gather the ninjas who are loyal to us.”

“Where do we go?” Sai asked.

We all looked at each other.

“Let’s go get Naruto,” Kakashi finally said.

“I’ll get Naruto,” I said, shaking my head.  “You wait here for us.”

“You’re not going by yourself,” Sai said with a frown.  “You have the biggest target on your back of all of us.”

“I’ll use Flying Thunder God,” I said.  “I can make it back within a day.”

“You can do that without Naruto’s chakra?” Kakashi asked, studying me.

I shrugged.  They really had no idea what Naruto and I could do.

“You and the kyuubi boy, you could rule this world.  No more kages, no more daimyos…”

“And where would you fit in?”

Orochimaru had just smiled when I asked him that.

He knew that Naruto would never agree to his ideals, so why would he encourage him into a position of leadership?

“I’m going with you, Sasuke,” Sai informed me flatly.

“I can’t transport someone with me,” I said, shaking my head.

“Then we’ll walk.”

“We don’t have time.”

“Do you know something you’re not telling us?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

So many things, yet nothing to do with why I suddenly felt like I needed to rush back to Naruto.  “It’s just a gut feeling.”

“You can transport me,” Sai said, looking me in the eye.

I looked back.

“Don’t be stupid, you could get split in half or something,” Sakura scolded him.

“Sasuke wouldn’t mess up like that,” Sai said firmly.

It was weirding me out that he kept calling me ‘Sasuke’ instead of ‘Uchiha’ or ‘Best Friend’.  “Are you an imposter zetsu?” I asked squinting at him.

“Yes, and my master plan is to risk you killing me by transporting us back to Suna using a dangerous jutsu,” Sai said.

“You just said I wouldn’t mess up like that,” I said incredulously.

“I was lying to make you feel more confident.  I know how you like an ego boost.”

“That’s definitely Sai,” Kakashi said.  “I’m going for a walk.”

“Now?” Sakura asked incredulously.

“He’s done with this conversation, as am I,” I said.  “I’m going now.”

Sai caught my arm.  “We’re going.”

I rolled my eyes.  “Your funeral.”

“So that’s that?” Sakura asked, getting that exhausted look she got when she knew everyone was going to be stubborn and not listen to her voice of reason.

“Yes, see you later,” Sai said.

Traveling long distances following Naruto’s technique formulas exhausted my chakra.  Doing it while dragging along another human being doubled that.  I could only teleport so far before having to recharge.

Fortunately, my recharge rate had drastically increased since Naruto had started feeding me his chakra.  My new alien body probably helped, too.

“The Kaguya Clan were our progenitors,” Orochimaru had purred.  “I think you’ll find you’re enhanced in every way with their chakra flowing through your pathways.”

“See, Sasuke, you didn’t kill me,” Sai declared, patting me on the back after the first successful jump.

“Not yet,” I agreed.

He proceeded to turn away from me and puke.

“Shit, Sai!” I cried, crouching beside him and resting my hand on his back.

“Aw, Best Friend, you do care,” he said, turning to me happily with puke dripping out of his mouth.

I gagged a little.

He wiped it away.  “Okay, I feel better now.  Let’s go!”

“You’re not okay at all,” I protested.

“I can walk,” he said, standing up.

“Sai.”

“I’m fine, I just got a little dizzy.”

“I’m not taking you the rest of the way,” I informed him.

“Well, that’s too bad, because you don’t have a choice,” he said, clamping down on my arm.

I looked at him.

He looked at me.

We started walking.

When I had enough chakra to make the next jump, I told Sai again, “you’re not coming.”

“Afraid I am.”

“No.”

“But I am.”

“I don’t want to hurt you!” I snapped.

Sai’s face softened into this gentle expression that I’d never seen before.  “You won’t,” he said simply.

Goddamit, Sai was my best friend and I loved him.  “What if I do?”

“You won’t,” he repeated.

We did the next jump.

“See, it’s fi-” Sai started to say, and puked again.

“What the hell, Sai?” I ground out.

“Maybe it’s something I ate,” he said, already walking forward.

We were out of Sound, but we still had a long way to go to Suna.

Sai made a bird to fly us along while I built up chakra.

I studied him.

He seemed fine.  “It just makes my stomach churn when we go into that dimensional void,” he said with a shrug.  “It makes me really happy that you’re this worried, though.”

“Whose worried?” I muttered, closing my eyes and meditating.

Sai started puking less the further along we went.

The closer we got to Suna, though, the more anxious I felt.

Then it finally clicked into place.

I felt anxious because Naruto felt anxious.

“One more jump and we’re in Suna,” I said, lying on my back and staring up at the sky as Sai’s bird flew us along.  “Naruto put a technique formula at his favorite ramen place, the kazekage’s desk, and his forehead protector.”

“Wouldn’t we just go to Naruto?” Sai asked.  “Or did you want to stop for ramen first?”

I didn’t answer.

“Have you figured out why we’re in such a rush?” he asked.

I didn’t answer again.

“Let’s go to Naruto,” he decided for us.

“…okay,” I agreed, sitting up.  “I’m ready.”

Our eyes met.

“I’ve got your back, Sasuke,” he said.

“I’ve got yours, too,” I said.

We flashed through the dimensional void, straight to Naruto.