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Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince:

Chapter 5

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Miss Americana

June 2023:

Rachel stood in front of the antique store, double checking the address before she took a deep breath, pushing the door open. It was dusty, the air smelled musty and the store was only dimly lit. She looked around for a counter and when her eyes made it out in the far right corner, she walked up to it, right when an older man stepped in front of her, making her flinch.

"Jeez! You scared the shit out of me!" Rachel squeaked, taking a step back, looking at the man.

"I’m sorry, dear, I didn’t mean to. Now, how can I help you? What brings you into Harry’s Attic today?" the man’s soft voice was soothing Rachel’s still pounding heart "I see. I give you a minute to gather yourself, again I’m really sorry… my wife always said that I should wear a bell around my neck, to announce where I’m coming from." he chuckled and Rachel laughed.

"A bell would’ve saved me from an almost heart attack." she said.

"Yeah… clever woman that was, my Winnie…" he smiled a little but then clapped his hands together "So? What can I do for you?"

"Oh- umm… I’m looking for Carl. Max Anderson sent me." Rachel repeated the words she got from Stuart.

"And what can I do for a friend of Max Anderson?" the old man, probably Carl, asked, looking around.

"I- umm… I need a new-…" Rachel paused, making sure as well that they were alone before she continued "I need a new identity, with everything that comes with it. New birth certificate, new drivers license, new passport, new social security number, new bank accounts. Oh and my college degree… I need that as well with my new identity."

"The whole package then… I see."

"Yeah… umm-the whole package." Rachel confirmed, nodding.

"Alright, I can do that. I need time until tomorrow to prepare everything…"

"Okay…" that was fast.

"Here, this is my price for everything." Carl shoved his business card over. Rachel looked at it, nodding, Stuart already told her how much it would cost roughly "Fill out these documents…" he shoved a clipboard her way and walked into the backroom.

Rachel looked at it and saw that it was basic things like her age, hair and eye colour, her height. But also about her school, when she graduated from what Highschool, what degree from what university. Rachel filled in the last question when Carl returned.

"I need pictures for your new documents…you want a make over? Change your hair colour as well?" he asked.

Rachel looked at herself in the mirror behind Carl, her long blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, down to her lower back. She dyed her hair since she was 13, hearing from one too many judges that with blonde hair she would’ve won way more pageants by now.

"Yeah. I think I’ll do that…" the, for now blonde girl, said, changing her hair colour on the documents she just filled out.

"Alright… I need your necklace…" he said, looking through the documents, checking that Rachel answered every question.

"My necklace? Why?" she stuttered, it belonged to her mother and she never took it off.

"If someone followed you, they would want to know why you were here, give me the necklace and you’ll get a receipt that you want to sell it to me, for now I’m only estimating its value… and if someone were to ask I would give them this exact answer…"

"Why do you assume someone could follow me?"

"Darling, you asked me for a whole new identity. A whole new life. Now why would you need that, if someone wasn’t looking for you? I don’t judge. I just do whatever you ask me to, but I also have to protect my business… protect me…" Carl began when the doorbell rang and a man walked in, looking at the girl and the man at the counter "Alright, now give me some time to research and estimate the value of it and then come back tomorrow to discuss the price I could give you for it. And then we’ll see, okay? Maybe sleep on it before you make your final decision if you want to sell it or not…" he said in a professional tone "I’m right with you, Sir." he nodded towards the man who looked through the shelves "So, what’s it going to be?"

"Yeah… here- umm… I come back tomorrow then." Rachel took off her necklace, handing it over.

"Sign here please, with your name…" he emphasised the word name, tapping the line on the last page of the documents on the counter and the girl understood, Stuart told her that she could choose her own name if she wanted to.

She had thought about it for a while and always circled back to her mother’s middle name. Having her mother with her, would be giving her strength, wouldn’t make her feel so alone. She took the pen Carl offered and wrote the name. She didn’t care what surname he would pick, only her first name was important .

"Alright, here is your receipt, I’ll see you tomorrow then." he handed the girl the receipt who mustered a smile.

"Thank you, Sir."

Rachel left the store as fast as she could, pocketing the receipt. She didn’t question how Carl would get her new documents and papers ready in this short amount of time, if Stuart said she could trust him, than she would do it, but she felt weird. Almost empty inside, knowing that her time as Rachel Lombardi was limited.

On the way back to her hotel, Rachel stopped at a drugstore, buying some hair dye and scissors, as well as something to eat. She didn’t want to leave her hotel room too often, still hoping and praying that no one was following her. Back at her hotel she dialled Stuart’s number with the landline phone, sighing happily when he picked up after the third ring.

"How’s Montreal?"

"Busy. Didn’t expect it to be this busy to be honest, but that’s good." Rachel replied, sitting down on her bed "I met Carl today…"

"Yeah? He can handle everything?" Stuart asked quietly.

"Yeah- umm he’s a little creepy, mixed with quirky, cute old man? Hard to explain…"

"Sounds like him. So everything is good then?"

"Yeah. I’m going to dye my hair, cut it… change my appearance…"

"Good idea."

"Yeah. Back to the roots…" Rachel chuckled bitterly, shaking her head "So what’s next? After I have my new identity? What’s happening to Rachel?"

A part of her still didn’t want to know what was happening, but then again, it was her life.

"A- umm let’s say friend of mine, we’ll call her… Isabella- Isabella will come to the hotel, and take care of it…"

"How?" curiosity got the better of her.

"You don’t want to and need to know."

"But it’s- it’s not something illegal?"

"Rach… you think getting a whole new identity is legal?" Stuart chuckled and was met with silence "Exactly. Don’t worry that pretty head of yours. It’s all being handled. And as soon as you have your new passport you can book a flight and get the hell out of here… have you decided on a destination yet?"

"No… I honestly don’t know. Somewhere where they speak my language would be a good start-…"

"So maybe England? Italy? You speak Italian fluently?" Stuart suggested.

"I don’t know… maybe. I’ll think about it." Rachel nodded slightly.

"Alright. Well for now just try to relax, it’ll be okay."

"Yeah. Thanks Stu. I feel like thanking you isn’t even enough…"

"It is Rach, okay? You think now where you’re heading off to. Have a good sleep and all will be good, you’ll see. Good night Rachel."

"Good night Stu."

Rachel read her mother’s letter, cradling it to her chest. The letter, her necklace and one photo album was everything she had left of her. She looked at the neat handwriting of her mother, one sentence catching her eye.

It’s enough for a fresh start, if you know what I mean.

She repeated the sentence over and over again in her head. Her mother wanted to tell her something with it. A fresh start. It was scratching something in the back of her mind, but she couldn’t puzzle it together, frustrated she switched on the tv, hoping to get her mind off it. The news came on, talking about how Montreal will be busier than usually in the next week, because of the upcoming Formula 1 Grand Prix, she rolled her eyes, not interested in a bunch of men racing in circles, when one of the news anchors mentioned the Monaco Grand Prix and it all made sense all of a sudden. A fresh start. In Monaco. Rachel’s mother told her years ago that if she ever had to choose a new home for them, it would be Monaco. After attending the Miss World pageant in 2003 there, befriending a local hairdresser, her mother loved the little principality. She always told Rachel that if she would ever need help and her mother wasn’t there anymore, she should contact Madame Leclerc. Rachel never understood why her mother would say something like that, she was too young to understand the dangers of the life she was living. She didn’t understand why she ever would contact a stranger if her mother wasn’t there anymore. Where would her mother be, if not with her? But with every year Rachel got older she understood. And now she would listen to her mother, who never guided her wrong. She might not just be safe in Monaco, she might also be able to start a new life. Start over from scratch. With a newfound motivation, the young girl got off her bed, grabbing her laptop, checking for flights and accommodations. She was ready for her new adventure, that would start in Monaco. Out of all places in the world where she could hide, at a place like Monaco, she thought her father and the Romanos wouldn’t look for her. How could someone like her afford a life in Monaco, home of the rich and the famous.

Rachel looked at her reflection in the mirror, her long, chocolate brown locks cascading down her shoulders. It was almost her natural colour, or what used to be her natural colour years ago, but now it looked foreign. Like the person who looked at her in the mirror was a stranger. She picked up the scissors and cut off a good amount of hair, watching in satisfaction as they were falling on the floor. It wasn’t really a haircut, nothing stylish, just shorter. It had to be enough for now. Putting on a white blouse, Rachel checked the time, realising that she had to be at the antique store in 15 minutes. She put her hair into a neat, high ponytail, slipped into her sneakers and grabbed her bag. On the way downstairs she fished her sunglasses out of her bag and put them on, leaving the little hotel in a hurry.

"Hello young Miss, what can I do for you?" Carl asked 15 minutes later when Rachel walked through the door of the antique store.

"My necklace…" she pressed out, a little out of breath and Carl cocked his eyebrow.

Rachel took off her sunglasses, putting the receipt down and then saw the penny drop as the man’s expression changed.

"Ahh! Of course, of course! Please come into my back office, I show you what I could find out about your necklace!" Carl waved her behind the counter and she followed him through a short hallway into a little room, the walls were full with ceiling high shelves, full with boxes, stacks of papers, figurines, books and what not "Have a seat." he pointed to a chair at the desk and Rachel sat down "Where do I have it…" Carl mumbled, opening a file cabinet, pulling out a manila folder "Here." he pulled out the chair opposite from Rachel and put the folder down, opening it "Birth certificate, social security number, high school and college diploma, bachelors degree. Also a new bank account, all your money transferred onto it, well not all your money. My payment excluded obviously..."

"How did you do that? Transferring money leaves a trail… someone could find the new account under the new name and…" Rachel interrupted but Carl chuckled, shaking his head slightly.

"My dear, I’ve been doing this for longer than you’re on this earth, I know how to not leave a trail…" he said reassuringly but seeing the worry on the girls face he sighed "I transferred you’re money in tiny little chunks onto offshore accounts all across the world. Then I transferred from other accounts, accounts that have no connection to your money, the amount of money that was left, after my payment, back onto your new account. You see? You’re safe. Who ever will follow your money will only be able to find hundreds of transactions to a bunch of different accounts and that’s it. I know how to do my job, dear." Carl winked, patting Rachael’s hand who slowly nodded.

"Sorry… I- I just needed to be sure that-…" she began but got interrupted.

"That you’re safe and no one can find you or follow you, I know. And please believe me when I say that you are… alright?" he looked at her questioningly and when she nodded again he clapped his hands "Alright… then let’s proceed, I’d say. I need to take a picture for the ID, drivers license and passport and you’re good to go, Miss Lauren Millner, born May, 26th 2001 in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. Parents Walter and Caroline Millner, deceased. No siblings or other living relatives. Graduated from Harrisburg High School with a high school diploma and later graduated from the University of Pittsburgh’s School of Nursing, with a bachelors degree in nursing. Specialised in paediatrics."

Rachel scooted closer to the table, looking at the documents in front of her, hesitantly picking up the birth certificate, inspecting it. Next the high school diploma.

"It looks so-… it looks so real?" she whispered, putting the two documents down, reaching for the passport, for now without a picture but still so realistic, that Rachel thought she had a real one in her hands.

"Well, that’s because they are real. Don’t ask questions, accept it. Now come on. Let’s take your picture and then I can finish up the rest."

Her new, smaller suitcase on the bed, filled with some new clothes. Her personal keepsakes, like her photo album, a big folder with her new documents and a notebook next to it. Ready to be packed into the small backpack. Rachel’s entire life in front of her. 22 years fitted in one small suitcase and a backpack. Even less than when she left Boston. A numbness spread through her body, something she couldn’t quite pinpoint, but she didn’t have the time to figure it out, when the phone rang and she hastily picked it up, the receptionist telling her that her taxi was waiting.

"I’m coming down." she hung up, finished packing and closed her suitcase and backpack.

One last look through the room to make sure she didn’t forget anything and Rachel put on her jacket, a thin scarf and new sunglasses, before leaving the room. Her whole insides were churning all the way to the airport and when she got out of the car and walked inside, she realised what it was that was making her feel this way. This was it. Her old life ended here. Her new one began. She took a deep breath, making her way through the crowd, irritated by the amount of young girls, screaming hysterically for the attention of some celebrity. The profile of the young man looked like he was a model, or maybe a singer? A member of the newest boy band maybe? She shook her head, not caring one bit and stopped in front of the check-in queue. When it was her turn she handed over her new passport with slightly shaky hands, something the lady at the desk noticed immediately.

"You alright Miss?" she asked and Rachel nodded "First time flying?"

"Kind of, at least for that long." Rachel replied nervously.

"And then all alone to Europe? You’re visiting someone?"

"Yeah… and old family friend…"

"Lovely. Have a safe trip then dear!"

"I will."

"First things first, you’ll need to buy a new phone when you arrive and then send me a text immediately. I need to know that you’re safe." Stuart urged "Don’t roll your eyes at me…"

"I didn’t-… how did you know?" Rachel replied, hearing her friend chuckle through the receiver of the pay phone at the airport.

"I know you now long enough. So… Monaco. I mean. It’s crazy to think that someone on the run, nonetheless a post grad nurse, would settle down in Monaco of all places. To survive there you have to be loaded… so yeah. Good idea! But then again, how will you survive Rach? I know your mom left you some money and you saved a fortune from your scholarship and working for Pete. But I know how expensive Carl was… you can’t have that much left…"

"Don’t you worry, Stu. It’s still enough, believe me. I can stay in Monaco for a while without worrying too much. And with Madame Leclercs help I hopefully get a job real soon and-…" Rachel began when she heard Stuart sigh a little "What?"

"Aren’t you a little-… umm aren’t you a little too optimistic? Rach your mum met this person once and wrote some letters over the years… but that’s it? Who says that she still works in that hair salon? I mean- did you check?" he asked but was met with silence "So you didn’t? Do you even know the name of the salon? Where it is? No? Nothing? Rach that’s risky-…"

"It will be fine. I have a good feeling about this, trust me, okay?" Rachel said reassuringly when her flight was announced to be ready for boarding "Oh, that’s me…"

"Alright. Then go. And remember, new phone, send me a text!" Stuart chided "And stop rolling your eyes, they might get stuck!"

"You and I both know that that’s just a lie we tell kids to not do it anymore…" the girl laughed "But I will get a new phone as soon as I’m in Nice. I’ll shoot you a text and then I go radio silent for a while. I’ll hide out in Nice, making sure that really no one followed me before I make my way to Monaco…"

"Sounds like a plan. Take care, Rach."

"I will…" she replied quietly, ending the call.

Rachel looked up at the screens above, in search for her gate. Finally spotting her flight to Nice. With every step she took closer to her gate, she felt the pit in her stomach grow. This was it. She left everything behind. No more fear of being dragged into a lifestyle she never wanted to be a part of. The moment she would board the plane her old life would end. The life of Rachel Lombardi would end. Once and for all.

Chapter 5 - no idea if getting a new identity is that easy? But I guess when you know someone who knows someone 🤷🏻‍♀️ anyways, we’re getting closer and closer to our two characters to meet 🤭 also: what a crazy race weekend 🙈 congrats Max! Amazing race! Also congrats Alpine! Damn!

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strawberrymilk-sunshine · 2 years ago

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What would happen if

Azul sees a mershrimp!mc

This is your fault :D

Warning(s): manipulation, yandere-ish & animalistic Azul, biting, there's a predator/prey dynamic, Azul's just a teeny bit sadistic in this one ;)

Octopi eat shrimp. That is a well-known fact.

So when you, a shrimp mer, found out that Azul Ashengrotto was in fact an octopus, well... you were even more cautious around him than you were before.

But of course word gets out eventually. You can't hide your true form forever. And eventually, as all information around the school does, the info that you were a shrimp mer made its way to Azul.

"Ah, hello (Y/N)! Would you like to join me for lunch?" Azul asked you one day. Knowing Azul, this wasn't a question, it was more of a demand.

When you two got your lunch, he made a real show of describing the shrimp pasta he ordered. The texture, the quality, the taste of the shrimp... you knew what he was doing, what he was setting up.

This can't be good...

One day, the Leech twins showed up at your door.

"G'morning, Shrimpy~!"

"Azul wants to speak with you."

The pair of twins escorted you to Octavinelle, to the Mostro Lounge, and into the VIP room, where Azul was waiting for you.

He had a shrimp cocktail on his desk.

"Hello there, (Y/N). So glad you could meet me. Come, sit down." He smiled. "I see you eyeing the shrimp cocktail... it's for the both of us, you know. You can have some if you want, I don't mind~"

"No... no thanks." You said.

"More for me, I suppose." He shrugged, before eating one of the shrimp. That made you wince slightly. You knew the shrimp was dead, but it still didn't feel right to watch. "Now (Y/N), I have a wonderful deal for you! I'm sure you'll agree to it!"

"What makes you so sure I will?" You asked.

"Because you will severly regret it if you don't." Azul simply responded. "Well, actually... I'm not that cruel. I'll give you the grace of not being alive when I do that..." He smirked evilly to himself. "But the point is, you really don't want to decline this offer, (Y/N)."

You read over the details of the contract as Azul continued making a show of how much he enjoyed the shrimp cocktail...

"You see, (Y/N), I've taken quite the interest in you recently." Azul told you as you continued reading. "If you simply sign the contract and allow me to do whatever I want to you with a few exceptions... then I will grant you protection from everyone in the school who may want to... take advantage of your mer form~" He explained. "A wonderful deal, is it not?"

"...and what if I don't sign this?" You cautiously asked.

"Oh! Is it not clear to you yet?" He asked with a slight chuckle. "You may not have noticed it, but... I quite like the taste of shrimp. It's one of my favourite foods, in fact! And well, if you sign this contract... then I will consider not ripping your tail from your body, frying it up in the kitchen, and then eating it."

You just sat there in shock for a moment after hearing him say that.

"But of course, no pressure (Y/N)!" Azul smiled innocently. "Sign the contract or don't! I'm fine with whichever option you choose~"

Oh, well that's just great. Your options here are either to let Azul do whatever he wants to you, or literally die.

You sighed, and then signed your name upon Azul's golden contract scroll.

"Why thank you, (Y/N)."

Tomorrow was when everything began to go wrong.

Octopi eat shrimp. You know that, Azul knows that... he used that fact to his advantage. Whenever he needed to threaten you he would talk about cooking you up in a skillet, which always successfully quieted you down. He used the fact that he was one of your natural predators to his advantage whenever he could.

Sometimes he'd even talk about forcing you back into your mer form and boiling you alive if you broke contract... jeez, talk about harsh.

Azul was very unforgiving. Whenever you did something he didn't want you to, he immediately resorted to threatening you with death... whenever he saw your scared face, oh how it satisfied him. It gave him a rush. It just felt so amazing to know you were completely at his mercy.

He also made sure to order food that involved shrimp whenever you ate lunch with him. Seeing your uncomfortable face whenever he took a took a juicy bite of the shrimp was so fun! Sometimes he would ask you "Did you know this one?" in a taunting manner before eating another shrimp.

And as if everything else didn't make you feel uncomfortable enough, every now and again Azul would refer to you as prey or meat, always with a malicious grin on his face.

You had thought you could deal with this just for a day.

It's only for a day, right?

Oh, if only you knew how wrong you were.

This would be your life for the next few months, much to your displeasure...

One night, Azul invited you to his room.

You knew you weren't allowed to decline, so you reluctantly made your way over.

When you entered his room, he was already undressing.

"Hello there, (Y/N)." He said, not even looking back. "Close the door and get on the bed, please~"

You did as he asked, and you saw Azul slowly transforming back into his true self as he got onto the bed and pinned you down.

"(Y/N)... may I have... a bite...?" Azul asked, breathing heavily. "Just a small one, dearest... I just want to see... if you taste like a shrimp in this form..."

Before you could respond, Azul took a chunk out of your bicep. The wound was quickly numbed before you had the chance to feel any pain.

You could tell Azul was enjoying himself. He savoured the taste of your flesh in his mouth. He had a terrible smile on his face as he swallowed.

"You don't taste like shrimp, but... I'll take it~" He said. He wrapped one of his tentacles tightly around your wound to prevent the bleeding. "You should feel lucky you'e not in your true form right now. With your tiny size, even a single bite would've killed you. My venom is nearly harmless to humans, but... it would kill a shrimp like you immediately."

His teeth (beak?) were stained with blood... your blood....

And when you saw that, that was when you really started to panic.

"Oh... my little helpless prey... you delicious piece of meat... I'd just love to see your eyes well up with tears as I cruelly eat other shrimp merfolk just like you... I'd adore seeing your horrified face as the blood leaks out from my lips, letting the thought stew in your head that soon enough it'll be your turn~" Azul confessed.

"Get off of me...!" You demanded, trying to push him away. But every time you tried you push Azul off of you, his grip on you just got stronger.

"Ah, struggling, are we~?" Azul asked, licking his lips. "It won't do you any good. The ones who struggle always taste the best, it's like you want me to eat you alive! Everytime I look at your scared face, every little movement you make... oh, it just makes my mouth water darling~"

Azul's tentacles wrapped around your legs and slipped under your shirt.

"Every little movement you make just makes me hungrier." His warm saliva dripped down onto your chest as he spoke. "Luckily for you though, according to our contract, I can't kill you. I just thought it would be fun if I... teased you for a bit. It seems I was right!"

He collapsed onto you. He rubbed his face against yours, and whispered in your ear.

"I won't do anything to you, I promise. Now go to sleep, my cute shrimp~"

How Azul expected you to peacefully sleep after all that, you had no idea.

#i really enjoyed writing this lol #the usually calm and composed gentleman azul showing off his more animalistic and carnivorous side? awesome.#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twst #yandere azul ashengrotto #yandere azul x reader #yandere azul ashengrotto x reader #yandere azul

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arxxq · 1 year ago

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𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

| in which the world has a specific thing in order to find their soulmate, there's the classic red string, can't see colour and so on...and you got 7 things you or your soulmate hate which allows your soulmate and you choose things you hate for the other to see |

Haitani Rindou X reader

Enemies to lovers?

(no smut I don't write those, my first time writing TR and I had to start with Rindou might be ooc bcs this is my first time. I should probably stick to blue lock, also some of these might not be things you hate or rindou hates but for the sake of the plot pls accept it...)

(this is supposed to be gender neutral but i ended writing it as female... Sorry)

"Yeah I'll take the (favourite drink) thank you-" you said to the waiter that is until you looked up to see (F/d) at the top of your head. And now your mood is ruined..

"on second thought nevermind I'll just take a (different drink).."

You were planning to have a peaceful day until you remembered that today was the day you get to see your soulmate's 7 hated things.

"jeez what's got you pissed now," your Friend asked. "the first thing my soulmate didn't like was my favourite drink....can you believe it?"

"okay but I'm sure he didn't know that right..." She says in a way to reassure you. Just as she said that another thing popped up above you. It was your h/c...

"You've got to be kidding me..." You said in annoyance. "okay okay calm down let's just get to school," you then walked to school with her.

A few hours later.

You were in class when another thing popped up above your head. E/c

Now you were very pissed. It was as if your soulmate is targeting you. Your friend noticed the same annoyance plastered on your face.

"Okay now I have a feeling I've been targeted!"

"I swear, is this another thing about you as well?"

"Yes yes it is...what next? My favourite colour?" And you jinxed it because then your favourite colour popped up as the 4th thing.

"Okay I'm not saying another thing because this is really pissing me off,"

•

It was the end of school. Your soulmate has finished his 7 list of things.

F/d, e/c, h/c, f/c, mean girls, bad temper, f/f

And now you are really pissed.

"what's gotten you pissed off?" You looked behind you to see the most insufferable person you knew. Haitani Rindou.

"Shut up, hearing your voice is just making me even more pissed,"

"Jeez princess.you really should stop being bitchy and maybe people would like you," he teased.

"oh please, people do like me. And what's wrong with your hair? Does it just get even uglier?"

"my hair is beautiful actually you're just a bitch who hates it,"

"okay whatever, at least dye your hair better? I mean blonde and blue are hideous,"

"oh at least I'm not a brat who has a bad temper," okay that was the last straw.

"Why you-!" You were about to slap him when your friend yelled at you. "(Name), cmon we gotta go,"

You stopped and calmed down for a bit.

And yes you left without saying anything which made his smile as if he won...which I guess you can say he did.

"I swear I already hate my soulmate..."

"It's okay...at least you can finally choose your seven things tomorrow!"

"yeah you're right...and i already know what to put in it,"

"For real, you weren't kidding when you said you really were prepared!" You smiled at her "I definitely did not,"

The next day...

You were forced to sit next to rindou when you heard a long ass complaint for his mouth. I mean he was whispering it but you wonder what got him so pissed.

"what's wrong with you," you asked rolling your eyes. "Well my fucking soulmate decided to piss me off today,"

"oh? What did she or he do?" You asked while letting out a chuckle. "okay I thought you were the only one who hates blondes but maybe I was wrong, she also hates gangs and guys with glasses...I swear I feel targeted,"

The moment he said that you froze. Those were 3 of the things you had chosen for your 7 things.

"You okay? You spaced out there," and when he said that you snapped out of your trance...

"yeah I'm fine it's just that my soulmate hates (h/c) and (f/d)..."

"oh? Well your soulmate has taste," he said a proud smirk. "Yeah and now that you say that...I'm starting to think my soulmate is you, jerk face," you glared at him.

He laughed and smirked at you with the same smirk you've always hated....or did you? "Oh princess I already knew that, I just chose those as my seven things to see if I was right and I was,"

Bonus:

"I also chose those as my seven things to piss you off which I think worked successfully," he said with a proud smile.

"yeah I hate you," you scoffed.

"you will learn to love me soon princess,"

Yeah I'm leaving it like that

-Arxx 14/10/23

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #tr x reader #tokyo rev x reader #rindou x reader #tokyo revengers rindou #tr rindou #haitani rindou x reader #tokyo revengers fluff

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tamales78 · 8 months ago

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Series: Teacher!Slenderman X OC!Reader

Chapter 2

Warning: Teacher X Student relationship, College Teacher &Student, Mention & use of drugs, smut 18+, reader is 21, alcohol use

Summary: Amelia is used to being a straight-A student since middle school. Her English teacher Professor Slender grades her an F after finding out she used AI. How will she be able to keep her good grades? And have the English teacher do her favors?

"YOU DIDN'T!" Jane gasped as Amelia nodded sipping her latte as they sat at the cafe table.

"I damn sure did!"

Jane began laughing making her nearly choke on her blueberry muffin.

"So, you going to Jeff's party?" Nina asks Amelia.

"Maybe. To be honest, I don't know. I don't really want to go, Nina."

"Please!"

"Why do you want to go other than to hook up with a guy who has clearly shown you no interest?" Jane asked Nina.

"Yeah, Nina. Last time, E.J. told me that he was planning on asking a girl out at this so-called party."

"It might be me! Is it?! Is it?! TELL ME!" Nina grabbed Amelia shaking her back and forth.

"I-I don't know!"

"TELL ME!"

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Amelia trembled at just the sight of her English teacher's door. After yesterday's outburst, she was sure he definitely would make her fail. So with a big gulp, she grew confident and walked in.

The few students that came also gulped and their eyes widened at seeing her. They all watched at her fearing for her.

When Slender walked in with the suitcase in hand they all expected him to call her out, however, they were surprised when he simply began passing out papers after the bell rang.

After he handed a kid a packet, five students walked in calmly with no bother in the world. They were dead. Slender hated-no he despised students who came in. Especially, if it showed that they had no care in the world.

"Why are you five late?" He angrily asked them.

"We were talking to some friends, jeez." One of them rolled their eyes as they walked to their desks.

"Talking? You came in late to my class 'cause you were talking?"

"Uhh, are you deaf?"

Slender chuckled walking to the kids desking and standing in front of him. He slams the packet on his desk jumping the kid.

"You and your four friends are to complete this assessment on paper by tomorrow." He informs the kid before passing his friends with the same packet.

"Oh, and since you decided to be a smart mouth also make sure to write another essay talking about why it's important to respect your peers. This goes to you four as well." Slender glares at them before going to Amelia and handing her a packet.

She expected Slender to ask her to do the same thing but she was astounded when he simply handed her the paper and passed it to the rest of the class.

"The rest of you, you're to simply write me what's in the packet. Based on the notes you guys did yesterday." Slender eyes Amelia making her look down in embarrassment.

"Your prompt is on the document. Articles are already provided for you, however, you're free to use other articles. Start working on your essay, meanwhile, I'll be talking to someone outside. Amelia come with me." Slender announces before heading out with a paper in hand.

Amelia gulps and gets up as she feels everyone's eyes on her. When she exits the class, Slender closes the door behind her and turns back to her.

"You do remember why you're here, right?"

Amelia nods looking down at her teacher in shame. Slender chuckles catching her off-guard and slightly scaring her.

"It humors me how a girl like you who was top of her class seems to be so..."

"So?"

"So, confusing." He chuckles looking down at her.

"My brothers and all your other teachers adore you, yet I somehow can't see it."

"Maybe, 'cause they value my work?"

Slender leans closer handing Amelia the paper. She expected it to be a detention slip, however, she held her breath when she saw the evidence of her grade check.

Her notes from yesterday now had an "A" instead of a "C". Along with the same essay she was doing while talking shit about the man in front of her.

"Maybe, you were right." He chuckled as Amelia looked up at him.

She nearly teared up and Slender could sense it.

"S-Sorry." She sniffed wiping her teary eyes.

"No, i should apologize."

Amelia nodded looking up at him and her teary eyes nearly brought him to his knees. With his hand he wipes the tear away, catching both of them off-guard.

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"Hey, Nina I won't be able to go." Amelia tells her friend as she walked to the library to start on the essay Slender left her.

"WHAT?! PLEASE! Jane won't go! She says she's busy doing something for her art class with Liu!"

"She so has a crush on him." Amelia teases stopping by her schools coffee stand to get a ice latte.

"Right! I even think they're already hooking up!"

"Why do you think that?"

"So, the other day she told me she was gonna go to yours, however, after you told me how you were studying for Splendor's class, that's when L.J told me he saw her exit Liu's room!"

"$4.99." The barista tells Amelia.

She nods listening to the rest of the gossip, however, before she can hand him the money a familiar hand gives the barista a 20-dollar bill.

"Make sure to get me the same thing but warm, I'll pay for hers," Slender tells the barista as he turns to Amelia who accidentally focuses on him instead of Nina.

"T-Thank you, profe-"

"Just call me Slender." He smiles at Amelia as the barista hands him his change.

"So, where are you heading if you don't mind telling me?"

"Oh, um to the library." She tells Slender.

"One Ice and a hot latte." The barista tells them.

Slender takes both of them and hands Amelia her iced latte.

"So, what do you think about the prompt?"

"Umm, well I do think it's pretty simple." She tells him as they walk side by side.

Slender nods taking a sip of his coffee and looks down as he walks by her side. He doesn't know why but all of a sudden his sight began drifting from her soft plumpy lips to down the valley of her breast, her curves, and down her ass.

Amelia pretended to not notice, and if she was honest she would freak out. However, she didn't care. It was weird. If he were another guy she would be running away from him, or even making the shit out of him. Both verbally and physically!

"So, how long have you been teaching?"

"Well, I have five years here." He nodded looking away and only looking at her lips as she smiled up at him.

"Where are you heading, if you also don't mind me asking?" They both laugh and continue walking.

"Back home to grade some papers." He nods as they come to a halt.

"Good luck, Amelia." He nods taking a detour.

"S-Slender!"

Slender turns back to Amelia and his eyes immediately meet her blue ones.

"I'm sorry for my behavior yesterday... and for talking smack about you."

Slender chuckles nodding and smiling at his student.

"Let's leave it in the past, Amelia." He smiles walking away from Amelia, leaving her a blushing and slightly panting mess.

"Oh my gosh!" Nina yelled from the other line, as Amelia bit her lip.

"I'm so fucked."

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As she sat during class, for once she was distracted. And not at the assignment.

Amelia bit her pen as she watched the way Slender's grey dress shirt hugged his muscles. She had to hold back from breaking the pen as she began looking at the way his pants slightly hugged his waist and his ass.

She had to cross her legs just to feel some sort of friction as her panties grew wetter.

"Who here has already started the essay?" Slender asked, and a few along with Amelia raised their hands.

"If you wish for any help tell me." He nods eyeing Amelia who eyed him back and kept on biting her pen.

Slender began walking around and began walking indirectly towards Amelia.

"Need help?" He whispers leaning into her ear.

"Yeah," She lies.

Slender knew she didn't need help. He knew this assessment was a piece of candy for Amelia.

"Do you want the evidence to be in MLA format?" She asks him as all Slender pays attention to the cleavage of her breasts.

"As long as you make the point clear, Amelia." He growled out her name bringing a shiver up her spine and down her dripping core.

"Mhm," She nods as she continues to type into her laptop.

His hands caressed hers as he began walking to help another student. Throughout the whole class, they eyed one another and Amelia forgot about the essay in front of her.

When the bell rang, Amelia was the last to leave and as she walked out she spared Slender one last glance while he put some papers into his briefcase. Slender looked back at her and smiled softly when she giggled and walked out.

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"I only need to finish three paragraphs, Nina. So, I'll only be there for you for a little while. Okay?"

Nina nodded squealing as Amelia added lipgloss to complete her look. As they got off their Uber they were pulled into a hug by E.J. who dragged them inside the house.

"Is Jane with you?!" E.J. yelled over the loud music.

"She's doing a work with Liu!" Amelia winks turning to Nina only to find her gone and probably looking for Jeff.

"WHAT?!"

"Jane-"

"So she's not here?!"

Amelia shakes her head turning to Hoodie as he snorts some white powder which Amelia is familiar with. Toby sat drinking a beer, meanwhile, Masky took a blunt from some random girl as she gave him a lap dance.

"Have you guys seen, Jeff?" Amelia asked them as she sat by Toby's side.

"Waiting for Jane." A drunk Toby tells Amelia.

"Why? She's not here."

"WHAT?!" All three guys yell out.

"She's working on an assignment!"

"Weren't you working on Slender's essay?" Hoodie asked her.

"I'm almost done! I'm just here for a little for Nina."

"Wait, where is she?"

"Looking for Jeff," Amelia tells them before taking a shot, and getting up to look for her friend.

"Anne!" Amelia yelled to her nursing friend who turned to her.

"I thought you med-students were not into parties!" Amelia jokes as Anne hugs her.

"I needed a break!" She laughs handing Amelia another shot.

"CHEERS TO FUCKING STRESS!" Amelia yelled out loud enough for her friends to hear.

Anne laughs and with Amelia takes a shot.

"Have you seen Nina?"

"She went upstairs! Jeff's upstairs!" She tells her before going back to talk to her friends.

Amelia walked upstairs and stumbled through the hall, as the alcohol took over her system. She laughed and stumbled open a door finding Nina crying and Jeff across from her.

"N-Nina, look I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong signs, but I was planning on asking Jane." Amelia hears Jeff confess to the girl who was obsessed with him.

"Fuck you and Jane!" She screamed out to Jeff before turning to Amelia.

"Did you know? Of course, you did!"

"What? Nina, no-"

"You did! You said E.J. told you!"

"Wait he told you?!" Jeff gasps afraid Jane knows, however, as if on cue E.J. comes rushing upstairs.

"RETREAT! RETREAT SHE'S NOT HERE! THE PLAN NEEDS TO RETREAT!" He runs in yelling.

"DUDE YOU TOLD HER?!" Jeff pointed at Amelia.

"No!" E.J. yelled turning to Amelia.

"Nina, E.J. only told me Jeff was planning on asking a girl! He didn't tell me who! Plus, I told you!"

"OH SO NOW IT'S MY FAULT HE BROKE MY HEART?!"

"N-No, t-that's not what I mean."

Nina walks out pushing the tipsy Amelia out of her way.

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"Thanks, E.J." Amelia sniffed as he led her to her dorm.

"Anytime." He nods opening her door for her.

"Hey, remember your essay for Slender."

"Fuck, I forgot." She groans throwing her heels to the floor, and E.J. chuckles.

"Dude, just use ChatGpt. I bet he won't notice."

#slenderman x reader #slenderman x oc #slenderman smut #trenderman #slenderman creepypasta #creepypasta #offenderman #splendorman #slenderman #slender brothers #teacher x student

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maskyish · 1 year ago

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Banri's Birthday Rabbit TV 2023 - Episode 3 - "Biggest Supporters"

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3

Please note: I am NOT a professional and my level of JP is very, very basic. I do this for practice and to share with other fans for fun. Please take my translations with a grain of salt as there may be mistakes. If you see any, please let me know and I can correct them. If anyone else has this card and wants to translate this at any time then please feel free to do so!

Tsumugi & Anesagi & Okarin & Shirou: Oooooh….!

Banri: This is kind of embarrassing…

Tsumugi: It really suits you! I want to show everyone…!

Okarin: If Momo-kun and Yuki-kun saw this, they’d be super excited!

Shirou: You look like a real model. It looks good!

Anesagi: Well, don’t you clean up nicely….! Although, not as good as my prince!

Banri: Haha, thank you very much. I’m happy to receive such high praise.

Morino: Awesome! It looks great on you, Ogami! With this, tomorrow’s photoshoot can go on just as planned!!

Banri: Jeez, you’re sure in a good mood.

Stylist: I had no idea what was going to happen, but you all really helped us out by coming…! How can I thank you….?

Banri: It’s fine. Due to our line of work, we’re used to unexpected situations like this, so we really understand how you feel. We’re happy to help.

Tsumugi: Ah, excuse me, let me give you my business card. If anything pops up, please feel free to give our office a call.

Stylist: Will do!

Anesagi: Nice speed, Takanashi-san!

Tsumugi: Thanks! I felt encouraged by your advice when choosing the cheese curry bread!

Stylist: Oh, excuse me. I’ll adjust part of the hem just a little bit.

Morino: He really does look just as lean as he was back then…

Shirou: Then as expected, Ogami-san was popular in high school too?

Morino: He was! This guy had all the girls falling for him!

Banri: Hey, don’t say whatever you want just because I can’t move right now—

Morino: Am I wrong, though? Just how many times did I ask you for advice?

Morino: Girls would talk to me, but when I thought about it, it was only about what Ogami’s type was, or if he had any girls he liked!

Okarin: Ogami-san is kind, considerate, and perfect, so I’m sure he gained a lot of fans without even realizing it.

Morino: Exactly!

Morino: It wasn’t like they publicly squealed, but more like the girls were earnestly supportive. Rather than something like fan popularity, Ogami was just genuinely liked by them.

Anesagi: What a sinful man…

Okarin & Shirou: A sinful man, indeed…

Banri: Please don’t harmonize over there!

Morino: The girl I liked also liked Ogami….

Tsumugi: R-really….?

Morino: I was so frustrated I could die, so to be honest I started spreading rumors such as Ogami having really sweaty hands, and that he sneezes loudly.

Banri: Stop with your strangely elaborate reality! (1)

Stylist: ….. Alright, I’m done with the adjustments! The fitting is now complete! I really can’t thank you enough!

*clap clap clap clap*

Morino: Alriiight! Seriously, thanks a lot, Ogami! As a thank you, let me take your photo! One that could make your partner faint! (2)

Banri: Well, I don’t know when that time will come, but I might like to be photographed since you’ve become a pro. So I’ll leave it to you.

Morino: Great! A man who looks good by the window!

*click*

Tsumugi: Wow…! It’s like a sweets buffet! It’s so lovely…!

Anesagi: Oh my god, this is the best! I would love to have a wedding like this.

Morino: They also made test treats for tomorrow, so I’m glad you guys can try some.

….. But, is this really okay as a thank you?

Shirou: Of course. Those kids will be happy to even be sent pictures like this.

Okarin: Oh, Utsugi-san! If you’d like, shall I take a picture?

Shirou: Are you sure? Then, please, if you would.

Yay.

Okarin: Yay!

Anesagi: As you can see, we’re having a lot of fun, so it’s totally fine.

Morino: Ahaha! Glad to hear it…!

Okarin: Ogami-san, I brought you some champagne if you’d like!

Banri: Thank you. Even though the wedding isn’t until tomorrow, it already kind of feels like a party.

Anesagi: …..Isn’t it about time for the plan?

Shirou: Yes, I think so.

Banri: What plan?

Tsumugi: Banri-san! Actually, when we were discussing whether you were going to model or not, we had also decided on your surprise!

Tsumugi: The video call connected, I’ll put it on speaker!

Banri: A surprise?!

Riku: Hellooo! Can you guys hear me—?

Iori: Wait, Nanase-san. Don’t cover it with your finger. It’s on the camera part.

Mitsuki: Woah, you’re actually wearing a tuxedo! It looks amazing!

Tamaki: Seriously! Ban-chan, you’re sooo cool!

Ryuu: Wow….! You look like a model!

Gaku: Woah, what a flashy place.

Minami: Is it a church garden? There are so many sweets…..

Touma: Wait, isn’t Ogami-san seriously way too handsome….? Is it alright to have such a cool manager?

Momo: B-B-B-BA-BA-BA—BAN-SAN…..!

Yuki: Oh, Momo fell over. Ban, are you getting married without telling me?

Banri: Y-you guys! What’s with the gathering?!

Nagi: We wanted to see our beloved manager.

…. Oh! There are 2 pretty fairies in the garden.

Tsumugi: Fufu. We were able to rent this lovely garden!

Anesagi: Oh my god….. If it wasn’t for this being through a screen, I would’ve fainted….

Yamato: Heeh, it’s a nice place. It has a really good feel to it.

Tenn: You look amazing, Anesagi-san.

Gaku: Your face is red. Are you doing alright? You should take a break in the shade over there…

Anesagi: Thank you. I’m alright. I’m in tip-top shape. Ahh, the champagne is so good.

Momo: Okarin! Eat enough delicious food for me too, and be sure to bake it into your memory…!

Okarin: Haha! Thank you very much. I’ll bring home lots of souvenirs!

Haruka: Utsugi-san, scooch a little closer. I can’t see you.

Minami: Isumi-san, you can come this way. The screen is easier to see.

Torao: Isn’t it about time you started missing us?

Shirou: Indeed. Since I was lonely, I took lots of photos to send to you all.

Torao: W-well aren’t you honest about it….

Sougo: It looks like a wonderful place to celebrate.

Tamaki: Right? Oh, wait a sec, let’s record the screen!

Banri: A celebration… No way….

Sougo: Yes way. We have a present for you, Banri-san.

Riku: It’s fan service from all of us!

Banri: EH?! Fanservice…. Is it really alright to receive something so luxurious?

Yamato: It’s gonna go by fast, so don’t look away!

Mitsuki: To start us off, an air hug from Iori and Riku!

Riku & Iori: *Huuug!*

Iori: … Ahem. Ogami-san, we’ll be in your care from now on as well.

Riku: Banri-saaan! Thank you!

Banri: Of course! Thank you for the cute hug! I love you both!

Mitsuki: Up next will be me, Yamato-san, and Nagi!

I love you, Banri-san! *Mmm, chu!*

Nagi: *Mmm, chu!* I LOVE YOU BANRI!

I wish you much happiness from now on as well.

Yamato: H-huuh? Well, I’ll go along with it since it’s for Banri-san……. *chu!*

Banri: Haha! Thank you! Getting blown kisses from you three made my heart skip a beat!

Tamaki: Alright! MEZZO’s next! Let’s go, Sou-chan! Wave your arms really big!

Sougo: Leave it to me. I’ve been stretching.

MEZZO: We love you thiiiis much!

We look forward to working with you in the future too!

Banri: You two….. Thank you! I love both of you, too!

Ryuu: Then, it’s TRIGGER’s turn next! Let’s do it!

TRIGGER: Let’s share a dream you never have to wake from.

TRIGGER: BANG!

Banri: Uwahh, so cool…! TRIGGER literally shot through my heart!

Anesagi: Fufu! You wouldn’t be able to be in one piece after receiving fanservice like this!

Yuki: Now then, Ban. Will you also accept our fanservice?

Momo: I’ll make a heart with Yuki….! Please accept it, Ban-san!

Re:vale: Heaaart!

Banri: Thank you…! I got the best Re:vale heart!

Okarin: Surely! They were both perfect!

Touma: Alright! We’re the last ones up. Let’s do it!

ZOOL: Only look at us…!

Banri: S-so cool! The power of just a wink…!

Shirou: Please let me take a video with my phone later!

Riku: And now….. Everyone will go! One… two… three!

TRIGGER & IDOLISH7 & Re:vale & ZOOL: Happy Birthday!

Banri: Thank you…..! It was amazing, I’ve never had such a luxury! The fanservice medley from everyone was the best!

Banri: I am so fortunate to receive a gift packed with so much love like this.

Riku: We’re the fortunate ones…! It’s because of you and our manager that we’re able to make all of our fans happy.

Tenn: I agree. It’s because of Anesagi-san that we can stand like we have. Please continue to stay by our side.

Momo: We’ve known Okarin for a long time, but we have never forgotten this feeling of gratitude. We’re always relying on you. Let’s continue towards the view at the top together!

Haruka: Thank you for believing in us, and for making us believe in you. I really do think…. that I’m happy you’re here, Utsugi-san.

Haruka: Well then…. Ready, and….!

TRIGGER & IDOLiSH7 & Re:vale & ZOOL: Thank you for everything! We look forward to continue working together!

Tsumugi: ……. T-thank you so very much!! I will do my very best to make sure you smile!

Anesagi: ….. It kind of feels like a proposal, huh. No matter what, I will always be on your side. I’ll always think of you.

Okarin: I want to forever and always protect the scenery that Momo-kun and Yuki-kun have shown me, and go towards it together! Re:vale really is the best!

Shirou: I am so grateful to have the privilege of being by your side to watch over the growth of everyone in ZOOL. This must be my first time getting to thank you.

Banri: We are everyone’s #1 fans and your biggest supporters.

End of rabbitv.

TL Notes:

The word used is 絶妙 so a more literal translation could be something like “Stop making it exquisitely realistic!” but I didn’t think “exquisite” in English really fit the tone of what he was saying since “exquisite” is usually used in a beauty/fancy context so I went with "strangely elaborate".

The phrasing here is literally something along the lines of “knockout your partner” but it sounded more violent than I think intended when worded like that so I changed it to fainted lol .

Side note: This is so unimportant but even though I translated them both as “cool”, Banri describes TRG as やばい (yabai) and ZOOL as 格好いい (kakkoi)

And thank you to @marina41trench for helping me brainstorm on some lines I got stumped on!!

#idolish7 translation #idolish7 #i7 #banri ogami #rabbitv

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amive2567 · 1 year ago

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hi hi! hope you’re doing well!

could i request a gekko x fem reader where the reader is new to the protocol and gekko trains them? like how harbor trains gekko

i don’t really have anything else to add lol, have fun with it! we need more posts on the gekko x reader tag fr

hope you have a great day/night, and stay hydrated!

A/N: First of all, sorry that it took so long. I was hit with terrible writers block and live was bit stressful so the piece may or may not be the best, but i hope you still like it. Translations: Ojo Bonita = watch out beauty Entrenador = coach Hermosa = gorgeous Cariño = love, but can be interpreted as “dear” or “honey” Words: 643 Type of order: Bubble tea (request), Hot chocolate (fluff ), small Green Tea (platonic with specks of mutual interest romantically), Cupcake (one shot)

As a new recruit in the Val HQ, you still felt lost. Even though you already made some friends and developed a crush on a certain green-haired agent, you still couldn't pinpoint where the training ground was. Harbor even gave you a map, but you failed to orientate yourself in this huge building. A glance at your watch told you that you were slowly but surely running late. "Shit, shit, shit…" you mumbled while trying to find this damn training ground. You rush around corners and long hallways until you stumbled against a body. "¡Ojo Bonita! Why are you running so fast? Jeez you could have tripped, but I am glad you are finally there." Gekko spoke calmly. He picked you up from the ground and got you back on your feet. "I am so sorry. I still have no orientation in this huge building. Where is Harbor?" You glance behind you to look around you. There is no trace of him. "He is busy today. So I am your personal entrenador, hermosa." You smile at him, cursing yourself at the same time that you paid so little attention in your Spanish classes in high school. "We should get going then? I already took some of your time, because of my delay."

At first, he began to explain the different weapons to you. "So the Vandal is a bit more complicated. This weapon's short bursts of fire make short work of enemies. However, the stability suffers with continuous fire. The Vandal maintains its damage at long range and rewards those who specialize in single headshots." he explains expertly. You pick up the weapon and aim at a dummy. "Hermosa, let me show you how to aim properly," he says and stands behind you. He takes your hands in his and guides you. His warmth, lets a shiver run down your spine. "Make sure to aim at the head. The weapon is quite heavy, so you should get some arm training done." He grabs your waist and forces you to take some steps back. Your breath is stuck in your throat. The warmth of his body makes your heart flutter. "Now shoot," he says,and you press the trigger. A loud bang echoes through the hall and the dummy collapses. "I did it." you cheer, and out of euphoria, you hug him.

For a moment no one realized what just happened until you let go, your cheeks were flushed red. "Oh, err, sorry, I didn't mean to…" you stuttered. "No problem, hermosa, it was cute." his cheeks are also faintly red band he rubbed the back of his neck. Both of you kept quiet for a while, and an uncomfortable silence followed. "So, er, what is on the schedule now?" you ask shyly. "I will teach you how to move properly and how to aim during hectic situations" Gekko explained, he seemed to hide his embarrassment for now and tried to be professional.

The hours passed, and you got exhausted. He was kind, but his training was hard. Sweat was running down your forehead, but you kept going, and pushed through. "You did well, hermosa." Gekko patted your back. You smiled up at him and nodded. "Thanks" Gekko handed you a water bottle. "Your first practice went well, but you still need to improve much. We need to teach you hand-to-hand combat as well and all. We continue this tomorrow" He said and smiled. "See ya" he waved goodbye and walked his way, leaving you alone at the HQ training room.

More training sessions had been done, and you improved gravely. Gekko was pleased and also proud. "Hermosa, I think you're ready for your first mission and after it, I have a little surprise. Keep up the good work Cariño" He winked which left you speechless, but a happy feeling arose in your chest.

#ami writes #gekko x reader #gekko valorant #gekko #valorant #valorant x reader #request #Mateo Armendáriz De la Fuente

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samuraiondo-mace-1177 · 20 days ago

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I have an AO3 now so tell me if ya would rather have it put on there! :]

I can't stress enough about how hard it is to write like a proper fanfic when you've been scriptwriting for a while, so I apologise for the quality

(I felt like I had to write like a fanfic instead of showing you guys script cuz I'm sure you'd be bored reading that)

oh god oh jeez oh fuckk uhhh

Nanba and Asahi, everyone :]

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Night settled over Yokohama. Distant twinkling stars blurred with Isezaki Road's overwhelming neon lights. Cars drove through the days-old puddles from the last spring shower.

It had been a standard shift for Nanba. The same as any other day. As tiring and brain-numbing as it was to be a Medical Equipment Instructor, he found himself with a pep in his step.

He'd planned out his entire evening. Stop by somewhere for dinner, grab stuff for tomorrow, and relax by catching up with the manga he read back in medical school.

Nanba turned out of North Isezaki Road, down past the Revengebooks shop on Tsurukame Highway. Humming 'Baka Mitai' as he sauntered along.

He flicked his wrist out of his pocket, and pulled back his sleeve to reveal his leather-strapped watch.

21:03

Nanba slid his arm back into his trouser pocket.

Ever since he left the hospital, one question kept its claws in his brain.

What was he gonna get for dinner? It had to be cheap but filling. He wasn't gonna try something new, that's for sure, but what? It wasn't gonna be curry either – his garden hadn't grown much, and anywhere selling carrots or potatoes would've been shut around then.

"Hmm... maybe here would be good."

An aroma of rich soy sauce and faint spices drifted through the air – coming out from the Poppo ahead on the corner.

"They've probably just finished cooking Karaage and Korokke... maybe I should pick some up..." Nanba muttered.

He continued down the pavement until he noticed a stranger.

Man. Mid-late 20s. Western origin. Skin as white as foamed waves, with a mottled, bumpy scar that took over the right side of his face and neck.

The stranger ran his hand through his tousled, wavy chestnut hair – sighing as he looked over at the homeless camp across the road.

His dull teal waistcoat struck out against his charcoal formal shirt and light-grey suit trousers.

The man looked over at Nanba – the two held eye contact.

One eye was covered by a cloth eyepatch. The other was half open, heavy bags, with a lifeless sage green pupil that hooked onto Nanba's warm, hickory eyes.

They both swiftly looked in opposite directions, in fear of being caught staring for too long...

Until they found themselves face-to-face, outside of the Poppo's doors.

The man was a bit taller than Nanba, maybe just by a few inches.

Despite his intimidating appearance, the man was intensely blushing and sweating from the interaction, and proceded to make a straight b-line to the manga section. It was almost robotic-like in nature.

Nanba brushed off the situation and went around the shop like usual. Getting random snacks for movie watching or his game sessions with Ichiban. Drinks, sweets, and other generic supplies. Including, a copy of the Manga he was going to binge read for the evening.

He went to the final aisle, looking for tomorrow's lunch.

A sandwich? Onigiri? Nah, they were good, but they're more of a snack food, something you'd grab on your break. Maybe a bento box? They're pre-packaged and still taste pretty good when microwaved.

The question then was; which bento was he gonna pick? The luxury Yakuniku? Nah, that was a costly ¥2980... Guess it had to be the standard ¥800 lunch set...

Nanba, distracted, accidentally placed his hand on something else when reaching for a set.

"Huh?"

It was someone's hand.

His eyes trailed along their arm, up to their face.

It was the man from earlier...

Nanba watched as the stranger's one wide eye kept switching focus between him and their hands. His face washed over with pink - he was so warm, you could practically feel the heat emiting from his face.

He quickly snapped his hand back and sheepishly scratched his nape.

"You can- You can take the Bento set... I'll just grab a different one." He murmured as he inched to the side.

Nanba turned his head slightly and lifted an eyebrow.

"I'll grab a different one. Your hand was already on it." Nanba replied. It wasn't a big deal to him since he was the one who accidentally touched this guy's hand.

"Se-Seriously! You can just take the bento!" He continued, whilst his head dug into his shoulder as he waved his hand frantically.

"Uh... Sure then...?"

Nanba grabbed the set and tucked it into his arms, along with the other groceries. He spun on his heels, facing the cash register with its stone-faced employee.

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The man sighed with relief and grabbed a bento box, whilst Nanba went to pay.

After exchanging a light 'irasshaimase' and an 'arigato gozaimasu', Nanba grabbed his box of Karrage and left to head home.

When the man plucked up the courage to finally pay for his own stuff, he noticed something slipped out of Nanba's arms.

He slammed a 1000円 bill down on the counter, grabbed the item, and darted out the Poppo.

"SIR!"

"Huh?"

Nanba stood outside Sakura Lane, waiting for whatever this wreck had to desperately tell him.

The man slouched, slightly squatting, as he caught his breath with his head hung low. He shook his manga volume infront of Nanba.

"Ya... Ya left this..."

Nanba turned the volume to the side, and pushed it back to the man.

"That isn't mine. I already have that one."

"Haw? Oh, that isn't it..."

He flipped his hand around to reveal a box of Pocky.

"I found it on the floor... after you left..."

"Oh, uh thanks... uhm..."

"Ah! The name's Ito. Asahi Ito."

"Thanks, Ito-san."

"You're welcome-... I didn't catch yer name..."

"I'm Nanba."

"Yer welcome then, Nanba-san!"

The two silently stared at each other.

Asahi tapped his pockets, and started to back away with a straight mouth.

"Well then... I'll be seein ya around then Nanba-san!" Asahi said. "Have a nice night!"

"You too, Ito-san..." Nanba muttered. "How the hell did his demeanour just... shift? He was like an entirely separate guy?"

Nanba shrugged it off as whatever and left for his apartment.

I'll answer yer question: "Why is Asahi so nervous in this? I thought he was flirtatious and outgoing?"

I've stated before that his outgoing-ness is a mask, and him being goofy is his true self. He can be flirtatious, but it's more with close friends or strangers he didn't hold eye contact with for more than two seconds and then proceed to talk to. In addition, the character got dumped a couple months prior to when this is set, so I felt like his social anxiety would be off the charts.

"His awkwardness is unrealistic :("

*autistically stares at you with generalised anxiety disorder and severe social anxiety* Ok, but seriously, this is kinda more of an exaggeration, but I used to be like this so it's more closer to my past self.

"You shouldn't have used 'lifeless pupil' for Asahi since he is very much alive"

I agree with ya there, altho, the point was supposed to be 'he seemed lifeless behind the eyes' if that makes sense? Also giving this idea that Asahi seems like a cold, heartless being to juxtapose against his actual interactions plus Nanba in this scene. Like, they both feel unworthy of love, but Nanba has started to learn he is worthy, whilst Asahi is still stuck believing he isn't.

(sorry, I love analysing my fanfics and OCs. If this was set at an earlier point in the day, you would've heard me rant about flower language too (GOD I LOVE FLOWER LANGUAGE AND HANAKOTOBA)

The reason for a fanfic, and not a comic, is actually because of I wasn't able to get a good reference.

(my hair looks like Nanba's and IW Kiryu's atm shsjdgsk)

#THE ENDING IS SO LAZY #I WAS TALKING TO SOMEONE WHILST DOING IT I HATE IT #ouggggghhhh I hate this #they later meet at a bookshop and talk manga #but idk what manga Nanba would read #or atleast what would be his favourite #tbh my wide knowledge of manga and anime may be an issue here...#idk #I DO WANNA TALK ABT THEM MOORRRREEEE #I really wanna ramble abt these too #please send me questions abt them bros I love 'em (but only if ya wanna)#my shitty writing

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those70scomics · 2 months ago

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Fictober Day 11: "well, that worked out great"

That '70s Show fanfic

Red had finished his rudimentary design for his gray Toyota Camry. His shop was closed for the evening, and he planned on surprising Kitty with all he was doing for her -- their -- Halloween party.

His -- their -- gray car, only four-years-old, would temporarily become a possessed monster. With some washable paint, Laurie's artistic skills, and the kettlehead's help with electronics, the Toyota would transform into a vampiric, seemingly murderous beast.

The suggestion was Laurie's. She'd seen some horror movie a few years ago based on a book, and she was excited to put her painting skills to use for the party. On a whim, she'd applied to art school with a portfolio of illustrations she'd drawn throughout the late '70s. She got in with a partial scholarship, didn't quit, met her future husband there. Turned her life around and was genuinely happy.

A damn miracle.

Red made a few copies of his design with the Xerox machine in his office. He'd send one to Laurie through the mail tomorrow. It should arrive by Friday, which was appropriate considering it would be Friday the thirteenth -- in October no less. Wednesday the eleventh, today, didn't have the same spooky ring to it.

The door to his muffler shop rattled. That had better be the wind. The door had a CLOSED sign on it, but the door rattled again.

With a sigh, Red left his office. He prepared to tell an impatient customer, as nicely as possible, to come back tomorrow. Through the door's glass window, however, Red spotted the familiar dark curly hair of someone he wouldn't be able to ignore.

"Oh, hell's bells!" Red unlocked and opened the door. Bob stepped inside the shop, wearing a thick coat. "Whatever you want, it couldn't be said over the phone?"

"No, Red, it couldn't. I have a big problem."

"I can't handle your El Dorado without my staff. If you had it towed here -- "

"It's not about my car. It's about my daughter. I think she's possessed."

Red had been wrong: October eleventh was plenty spooky now.

Bob moved deeper into the shop and picked up a monkey wrench from the counter. "You ever see the movies The Exorcist and Rosemary's Baby?"

"Glad to say I haven't. What's your point?"

"As a Catholic, I don't take strange behavior lightly. If this wrench were covered in holy water, I'd feel a whole lot better."

"Crap, you know."

Bob raised the wrench to his face and peered between its jaws. "Know what?"

Red wasn't going to play into Bob's nonsense. "The only person who's possessed here is you. Either put down the wrench or bash my head in with it."

"Aw, jeez." Bob returned the wrench to the counter. "Are you screwing with me?"

"I'm not the one who went to your store in the middle of the night, claiming my daughter had some demon inside her. Why are you really here, an early Halloween trick?"

"To ... to ... " Bob shook his head. "What're you pissed that I know about?"

"Nothing anymore. It's clear you don't know, and I'm not gonna tell you. You'll just have to wait 'til Halloween to find out."

Bob moved toward the front door. "Can you give me a hint?'

"Sure. Paint's involved."

"Paint?" Bob squinted, obviously confused. "Okay ... I guess I'll see you around."

He left the shop, and Red waved bye. Once Bob was no longer visible through the door window, Red muttered to himself, "Well, that worked out great."

Bob had gotten wind of Donna's pregnancy, but as long as Bob acted dumb, Red wouldn't give anything away.

#that 70s show #that '70s show #fictober24 #red forman #bob pinciotti #fanfic #ficlet

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starlady-baby · 1 year ago

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Juke Jeudi time! This time you get a double feature. Art and a story! Enjoy.

Ever since the stamps went away and Julie was able to hug her boys, things were going good in the Molina house. Although nobody knew how or why it happened, none of them complained about it. The boys could still spend time with their favorite alive person (because they still weren’t sure exactly what they were) and happy that they could still spend time with each other.

It was one of those days where things were more quiet than normal. Reggie was hanging out with Ray and Carlos, Alex was probably with Willie somewhere, and Luke was in the studio, working on a new song he and Julie had started. He hadn’t come up with any lyrics, but he’d started plucking out some notes on his guitar that fit with the melody they came up with.

Eventually all his ideas had been spilled out and he left the pages on the piano. He wasn’t sure what time it was, but Julie must be home from school now, right? He shrugged and poofed himself up to her room, hoping she’d be there.

She startled with a jump and rolled her eyes. She tried to look angry but Luke saw right through it.

“How did you even know I’d be here yet?” She asked, barely having set her backpack down by her bed.

“It was just a hunch.” He shrugged. “Whaddya say we go work on that new song?” He asked, a grin forming at the end of his lips.

“I would love to, but I just got slammed with a bunch of homework for tomorrow.” Julie sighed heavily. “And you remember what my dad said. I’ve got to focus on school first.”

“School can wait, Jules. You always get it done anyway, right?”

Once again she rolled her eyes. “Yes, but that’s not the point right now. I need to crank out some of this stuff before we go into the studio.”

Luke rolled his eyes and pouted. “C’mon… you’re sure you can’t just take a little break before working on your boring school work?”

“Yes, Luke, I’m sure. It won’t take long, okay? I promise we’ll work on it after.”

He was still pouting but nodded and sighed. “Fine. I guess we can do that.”

Julie smiled at him and grabbed one of her books out of her backpack. “You’re still more than welcome to join me. I don’t mind the company.” She said, that smile of hers turning into a smirk.

“Oh, why thank you.” He smirked back and sat on her bed.

After Julie grabbed the book, (some Shakespeare play that Luke had unfortunately recognized from his own high school days) she sat up on the bed as well. She propped herself up against the head of her bed, her pillows behind her back, and started to read.

Luke sighed quietly to himself, not so patiently waiting for when the two of them could go out to the studio. He knew that this is what she needed to do though. He knew Mr. Molina meant it when he said Julie needed to focus on school, otherwise their so-called “plug” would be pulled. And as much as he wanted to work on the song, waiting for her to finish her homework so they could still make music together was worth all his time.

Eventually Julie was about halfway done with her reading, which took shorter than Luke thought it would. She set her book down momentarily and decided to stretch.

“Jeez, I should’ve sat at my desk. That board against my back is not comfortable.” She mumbled, raising her arms up.

Luke nodded. “I can’t imagine it would be. At least the pillows help though.”

“I suppose. Thankfully I don’t have much more to read, though.”

“And then we can go work on our song.” Luke said as he grinned.

“And then we can go work on our song.” Julie laughed, grabbing her book again. This time though, instead of resting against the board and her stack of pillows, she leaned up against Luke.

His eyes widened a bit and then his grin turned to a soft smile. “Sounds like a plan, boss.”

Julie laughed quietly and returned to her book. As her eyes went over the pages and the words form sentences in her head, she eventually found herself under Luke’s arm, her head not too far away from his.

He looked down at her, happy to have her in his arms. So glad he can finally hold her and be around her without being afraid that they’d never be able to touch. That they could never hold hands. That this little relationship of theirs couldn’t go anywhere. Now he felt like he didn’t need to worry about that anymore.

Her eyes glanced up and she saw his soft hazel eyes staring into her own. They looked at each other for a second, taking in each other’s beauty, until they both leaned closer and their lips locked together.

After they pulled away, Luke grinned.

“I think this little relationship of ours just got a bit more interesting.”

#happy juke jeudi!#juke jeudi #jukebox #juke #julie and the phantoms #jatp #luke patterson #julie molina #julie x luke #luke jatp #julie jatp #my fanart #my fanfic too I guess-#I’ve never really posted my writing anywhere before #so I hope ya’ll like it #this was fun nonetheless #yay juke!

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zipzapzopzoop · 7 months ago

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There's a Great Big Beautiful Tomorrow

Chapter 3: The Future Has Arrived

“Wilbur! Little buddy! Oh man-”

Carl was running up the street like a chicken with its head cut off. He was getting quite a few looks from people he passed, but he didn’t care. All he cared about was finding Wilbur before he got himself into trouble again.

He ran across the street when he saw an electronic store with a window full of old television displays.

“Ladies! Have you seen a dark haired kid? About yey high, probably has a stupid smug look on his face?”

They… just sat there. They were TVs. What, did you think they were gonna say something back?

Frustrated and no closer to finding Wilbur, Carl stormed off to keep calling for him. Had he stayed any longer, he would’ve seen the news story on a woman stealing a train and taking it for a joyride…

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A dark haired woman stormed up the steps of Joyce Williams Elementary School. She was already having a shit day if she was being honest, and now she gets a call that her son is in the principal’s office. Getting in trouble at school 17 years before he’s even born. Only Wilbur Robinson.

Stopping in front of the doors to the office, Franny took a deep breath and smoothed back her hair. At least she knew her son was safe. At least there’s that.

As she stepped in, she saw that familiar pointed hair and smug look on his face. Franny had never been more relieved, and yet furious to see it.

The principal seemed to do a slight double take at her hair, but nothing more.

“Good afternoon. Mrs.Robinson, was it? I’m afraid your son has been trying to ditch class during school hours-” “Ditch class? Ma’am, my son doesn’t even go to this school.”

That paused the principal in her tracks. She glanced at Wilbur, who was still sporting that stupid look. “Then… what was he doing on the campus?”

Wilbur faltered slightly, but Franny didn’t miss a beat. “Visiting a friend, no doubt. What kind of reckless school lets some kid in without identification or an adult? Couldn't you just check the student records to see if he attends? He kept telling you he isn’t a student.”

Franny was never one to start a fight over her son’s behavior.

But she has had quite enough of him goofing around with time.

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Little Franny was on her way to be picked up from school. A woman had passed by moments before, and she did not look happy. Jeez. She was interrupted by her thoughts when she heard barking. Outside of the fence, there was a dog… wearing glasses? And a saddle? The girl stopped and stared for a moment.

“Hey friend. What’s your name?” The dog looked back at her. He sniffed the air and took off suddenly, leaving Franny confused. She was gonna tell her brothers about it when she got to the car. No time to wait, she was gonna be late for karate practice.

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The moment they left the building, Wilbur’s expression dropped. Franny’s, however, did not. Wilbur chuckled nervously. “Man, heh. Who knew schools in the past were so harsh, amirite?”

Franny scowled at him, not even cracking a little smile. “Wilbur Robinson, I have had it up to here with you!” She hissed. “You may have Carl wrapped around your finger, but not me,” she glanced around to make sure nobody was nearby to overhear. “You just wait until we get home, mister. There’s no telling where anyone is, and you’d better pray they’re alright. Because if they’re not, you’re never going to hear the end of it, do you understand me?” Wilbur couldn’t get himself to meet her eyes. He had really gone and made a mess of things this time.

Franny sighed, all out of steam. “It’s getting late. We should find a motel or somewhere to sleep, but we don’t want to mess anything up.”

“Wait. Mom. I know someone who can help us.”

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Check the chapter out on my archive!

#Chapter Track: The Future Has Arrived - The All-American Rejects #meet the robinsons #disney #mtr #disney fanfiction #fanfiction #carl robinson #franny robinson #wilbur robinson #there's a great big beautiful tomorrow

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danganronpasurvivoraskblog · 9 months ago

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Narumi Osone VS Himiko Toga [Danganronpa Survivor VS My Hero Academia]

Hifumi: Narumi Osone; the firecracking enforcer of Organization Zetsubou.

Leona: Himiko Toga; the bloodthirsty lieutenant of the League of Villains...!

Hifumi: The greatest heroes are often defined by their worst enemy. A title that these two crazy little girls are willing to take the mantle of, even if it drives them to the brink of madness...Only destruction and death will be left in their wake when these two come to town...!

Leona: He's Hifumi and I'm Leona!

Hifumi: And it's our job to analyze their weapons, talents and skills, to see who will win a DEATH BATTLE!

Leona: Oh my god, we're 6 parts in and we FINALLY get a character who's NOT an Ultimate!

Hifumi: Well, in other realities, yes, but in ours, Narumi Osone never became the Ultimate Gourmet that everyone originally knew her as.

Leona: Aw, just look at her! She's so adorable! I love her little hair buns and her cute little face and...

Cut to Narumi slaughtering the members of the UUV and blowing up the drone lab.

Leona: ...the psychotic killing...Oh jeez...

Hifumi: Looks can indeed be very deceiving, and those words have never rung truer for this undelightful devilish darling...Despite this, Narumi Osone comes from humble origins. She was born as one of the daughters of Taizo Osone, the former Ultimate Chef and graduate of Hope's Peak Academy.

Leona: Born as a typical middle-child, Narumi was one of the few Osone children who remained true to their culinary roots, even though many of the other children left to follow other passions. What a dedicated little girl. Where did it all go so wrong!?

Hifumi: From a young age, Narumi's parents would always tell her stories of what happened during the early years of her life when she was too young to remember it. She learned about the ventures of the Killing Game that was publicly broadcasted, as well as the tragic happenings of the Demon Hunting game in Towa City, and so on, so forth. A young, easily influenced Narumi fell in love with these stories, and the heroes of them, so much so that she strove to one day be just like them, fighting for Hope and making sure justice prevailed.

Leona: And...in a roundabout and rather twisted way, that's kind of what she became! Though, as any great hero does, she suffered a bit first...

Hifumi: In the aftermath of the Tragedy, with Hope's Peak and many other schools reopening and Ultimate students still being marginalized in society, Mr Osone got more deeply involved in the Rights for Ultimate's movement. He became a member and rather important spokesperson of the RFU, having previously been an Ultimate himself. However, a policeman accidentally shot and killed him during a riot that had broken out at an RFU protest.

Leona: However, this story unfortunately doesn't proceed with the kid donning a cape and cowl and fighting the corruption and crime that took her father from her. Taizo's death turned Narumi's disdain for the government into outright rage. As a result of her desire for vengeance against the system that murdered her father, her mental health suffered. She was left alone, her emotional state unchecked, and only the stories her father told her about the power of Hope pushing through the deepest, darkest despairs to guide her.

Hifumi: However, it became apparently clear that Narumi's ambitions of Hope weren't quite as simple as wanting to push on and strive for a better tomorrow. Narumi believed that the despair she felt immediately following Taizo's death was crucial in sparking a revolution. She didn't seek grand ideals like world dominance, but rather a society that accepted people as they did "back in the day."

Leona: And so the little gourmet decided...she would BECOME that Despair...!

Hifumi: By striving to become, in her own words "the villain of her own story," Narumi Osone hoped to infect Japanese society with this despair, destruction, and carnage, so that the government would be too preoccupied with dealing with the despair crisis to deal with the Ultimates' antagonism. Then she planned for her hero, Makoto Naegi, and the Future Foundation to arrive in a short time to restore society to normal, with the exception of praising Ultimates in the way that was done before Junko.

Leona: And if casualties had to be made in order to make it happen...Who gives a crap!? Anything goes as long as it creates change! Unfortunately, the more Narumi delved in evil, the more she came to sink herself deep in it. She learned that she loved the feeling of watching people struggle to survive, pulled forward by their hope, and that she loved throwing hands with tough customers, even with her small size.

Hifumi: Osone met and teamed up with Akira Tsuchiya, a young man in a similar state as her also seeking societal collapse. After causing some chaos with him, like an average day of blowing up a bank or slaughtering some unpleasent customers, the dynamic duo was put on the radar of the terrorist organization, Organization Zetsubou, and it's tyrannical leaders, Tsumugi Shirogane and Yukari Koime.

Leona: Akira's internet life got him brought on as the team's resident expert hacker, while Narumi became a combat tactician and lead enforcer after expressing her love for battle. However, unfortunately for Zetsubou, Narumi and her shut-in partner proved to be a pair of...putting it nicely...loose cannons. Though it could be dumbed down to her not believing in the same cause as her teammates, Narumi had a tendency to jeopardize the organizations big missions if it suited her interest more. Like how she set up a plan to chip everybody in Towa City using drones, but then destroyed the drones herself, as the prospect of getting to meet her heroes was more exciting to her.

Hifumi: However, Narumi's strength and the assets she provided the Organization made it so that in spite of this, it would be hard to let her go once they had her. At some point down the line while working with these villains, the gourmet girl gained what would become her most powerful and deadliest weapon; her repulsion gauntlets! Which she first showed off after she made her presence known to the Future Foundation, by taking over Towa City's underground, killing off Akeru Yozora's resistance group with a brainwashed Gonta Gokuhara, and using them to combat the Ultra Despair Girls, Komaru and Toko, in a final confrontation with Akeru's safety on the line!

Leona: These gauntlets are nobody's fool! Even with her tiny size and stature, Narumi is capable of near superhuman feats with these babies! They're sturdy and made of a hard metal, so a punch from them will hurt a hell of a lot! Besides that, the gauntlets shoot out bursts of energy that Narumi can use to attain pseudo-flight, propelling herself through the air at a supersonic speed! She can also use them to set off combustion explosions, like being blasted point-blank with a fiery shotgun, or blow holes in even the toughest surfaces and people!

Hifumi: Like how she used them to completely brutalize Mitsunari Koga; blowing holes through him and prior to that, completely blasting his arm off his body. You'll find that compared to us at the Future Foundation, Organization Zetsubou's members, Osone especially, are much more averse to slaughtering people and desecrating their bodies. The gauntlets have also been shown to be so sturdy, they're resistant to sharp objects like Genocide Jack's scissors, which are stated to be much sharper and more deadly than your average knife.

Leona: However, what is arguably more impressive than the gauntlets themselves is how adept Narumi is at using them. Ordinarily, blasting yourself around like that would cause, at best, some serious whiplash, or at worst, break apart your limbs with the way they're snapping all over the place, blasted around by the combustion. And for someone as small as her, it's amazing how she manages to deal with all of that!

Hifumi: On top of that, when Narumi once took a bullet to the shoulder and was unable to use her gauntlets, Celestia Ludenburg donned them and tried to blast Kyoko Kirigiri with them while they were riding a train. The recoil force of firing off even a small blast with the gauntlets at her, was almost enough to BREAK Ludenburg's arm!

Leona: And Narumi is not only firing these concussion blasts off constantly, but RAPIDLY! During her fight with Nagito Komaeda, she onslaughted him with hundreds of combustion shots point blank over span of about 4 seconds before he counterattacked! And she was fine!

Hifumi: Time and time again, Narumi Osone has proven that despite her small stature and realistically weak body, she's one of the deadliest and most powerful enemies that we've faced. And the interesting thing is she's also one of the few enemies we've faced who bares us no malice.

Leona: As said before, Narumi believes in the power of hope, and overcoming your trials. So in her eyes, those in the Future Foundation are worthy of being held in high regard.

Hifumi: And if you can't do that, congratulations! You're useless, and should die!

Leona: Such was the fate of the UUV, who Narumi battled all by herself, with only some slight assistance from Akira that she arguably didn't even need. And what's more, even though she used her gauntlets to propel herself around at sound speed, she didn't even use them for the kill most of the time! Though she may seem like a straightforward action girl, Narumi is surprisingly clever and creative with her approaches to things, like how she killed Aruma Todoroki by strangling her with her own whip, or dropping a shitton of rubble on Mikoto Itsuki!

Hifumi: And it wasn't just the UUV who suffered at the hands of this walking rocket launcher. Narumi, as we mentioned, was also able to go toe to toe with Komaru Naegi and Toko Fukawa, keeping pace with both of them and even being able to survive being caved in on by some falling elevator shaft parts. As a reminder, this is the same Toko and Komaru who battled and defeated Big Bang Monokuma together, a Godzilla-level monster

Leona: She also battled against all of Class 78, including Sakura Ogami, and was able to outpace and outmaneuver them with her gauntlets, using the constantly moving environment around her. And her most recent feat of accomplishment; battling against Nagito Komaeda in his Ultimate Hope state.

Hifumi: While Narumi did lose that fight, it was rather hard fought for both sides. Komaeda admitted afterwards that he wasn't holding back that much, and at her personal request, was out to kill her. If we assume that Komaeda is about half to three-quarters the power of Izuru Kamukura, that's an incredible feat!

Leona: As is the 60 Megaton explosion she let out that enveloped basically the entire tram system where they fought! Again, the gauntlets have recoil tantamount to the explosions they fire, and Narumi was TOTALLY fine in the wake of it. Her limbs remained intact and she wasn't even enveloped or scarred by her own explosion!

Hifumi: And yet, even in the wake of all this destruction, chaos, and anguish, people will still rise up to fight against the Despair this pint-sized enforcer brings, just as she plans. The world is Narumi Osone's game, and everyone is playing it. This girl was born to cause both drama and damage.

Leona: And that's really the one-track mind that she possesses. While Narumi has shown she's handy with tech and careful with the plans that matter to her, she's not very intelligent compared to the other masterminds of Organization Zetsubou. She's not stupid either obviously, but she's not someone who rivals her partner Akira in intelligence. She instead chooses to act more on instinct and is also mentally unstable, even by Zetsubou standards.

Hifumi: Putting that aside, Narumi Osone has demonstrated that she poses a threat to both the villains and the heroes in her universe. Despite being a noticeable white spot on a black background of death and despair, she manages to blend in with the chaos, and a source of chaos that is not to be underestimated.

Leona: Sundowner was right...Kids really ARE cruel...!

Leona: In the world of My Hero Academia, 80% of the population is born with cool superpowers, also known as Quirks.

Hifumi: That world became a very different place the day that Himiko Toga was born. At first, everything seemed pretty normal. The Toga family was just...normal...Nothing outlandish about them at all...At least as far as a superpowered society could be.

Leona: But the flow of fate had other plans for them, most notably their little girl.

Hifumi: Whether the reason may have been because of her unique Quirk or not, Himiko Toga had a strange obsession with blood even as a child. Even in a world wrought with people who get more powerful by being naked, or have invisibility that works by being naked, or losing your clothes by phasing through the ground, this was still very disturbing...Huh...I'm starting to notice a pattern...

Leona: Everyone realized this when a young Toga killed a bird to drink its blood and then showed the same bird to her parents. Now...I love a good chicken or duck for dinner, but...girl, you gotta prepare it first. You can't just eat a raw bird. You crazy fo' real...

Hifumi: To a more professional extent, that was what Toga's parents thought too. They were openly disgusted and attempted to repress it by placing a great deal of pressure on her to be "normal," sending her to Quirk counseling in an effort to reform her, and trying to find a solution to her "deviant behavior." From that point on, Himiko Toga had to hold back, even though she was still itching to drink blood, while keeping a different face. It was certainly "normal" but it wasn't "her."

Leona: But as they say, you can't keep a tiger caged forever. One day, it will break right out of it's chains and when it does? It'll be hungry...!

Hifumi: While I'm unfamiliar with that specific expression, it's indeed rather accurate to our situation.

Leona: Her repression of her emotions and feelings resulted in the development of social problems and a significant impact on her mental health. But it all came to a head when she saw a boy named Saito at her school fighting and getting covered in bruises and blood. Toga experienced what she thought was a crush on him, after having repressed her "abnormal" feelings and tendencies for so long. Toga later appeared to have succumbed to this obsession and attacked him with a box cutter, and, according to a passing classmate who witnessed the assault, stuck a straw into his wound and began sucking his blood while crying with an ecstatic look on her face. Capital Y YIKES!

Hifumi: She vanished shortly after the attack and fled from Pro Heroes and the police, as she was now a wanted suspect. Later, she was identified as the main suspect in multiple bloodletting-related murders. Up until the time of Stain, the Hero Killer.

Leona: Alongside the mysterious Dabi, Himiko Toga was inspired by the cause of the Hero Killer, but also really wanted to commit more carnage and have fun, so she joined up with Tomura Shigaraki and the League of Villains. She looked up to Stain and saw him as her role model; declaring a desire to kill and "become" him. And she herself quickly became one of the League's most well-known members, and deadliest assets in espionage and assassination.

Hifumi: Though she may be but a young girl in her late teens, Toga's child-like appearance hides away her incredible feats of strength and skill. In the Paranormal Liberation War, for example, she used her strength to kill multiple heroes and subdue others, including Eraserhead.

Leona: Even before this during her time with the Shie Hassaikai, Toga was pretty easily able to handle pro heroes like Rock Lock, and again, Eraserhead. She's also fought multiple times with Ochaco Uraraka, and deceived her easily, showing that she's at least on par with her too. To kinda clarify that, Ochaco using her quirk is capable of lifting and throwing things like stone pillars or a small hill sized pile of boulders.

Hifumi: She had even managed to stave off Deku once, and now that she had trained with Gigantomachia, that part of her strength would be stronger.

Leona: And this is without any real notable superpowers of her own. Speaking of which, we should probably get into that, right?

Hifumi: Toga's quirk is called "Transform." By drinking someone's blood, it gives her the power to change into a physical replica of that person and mimic their voice. She can access that person's form for a longer period of time the more blood she drinks. For instance, she can change for a total of eighteen hours with just one cup of blood. If she drinks the blood of more than one person, she can alternate between their appearances. She can even mimic someone else's attire, but doing so would require her to undress beforehand because her own clothes would cover the transformation. Huh...

Leona: Yeah, get used to that schtick. It happens to both men and women, so we can't really complain. Toga's villain outfit plays to her strengths in this regard. She possesses a machine connected to a utility belt. Using the wires, she can either throw the needles from a distance or stab her opponents directly. In either case, the machine will begin draining the victim's blood as soon as the needle connects.

Hifumi: The machine saves the blood in tubes so that it can be used at a later time. She can, however, drink the blood as it is being drawn out thanks to the mask on her face, that is also connected to the machine. Sometime prior to the Final War, Toga's device underwent an upgrade that allowed her to freely control jet-powered needles instead of needing to throw them.

Leona: Aside from this device, Toga typically carries a number of knives on hand. These are tiny knives with a longer black handle than the blade itself, about the size of her hand, but are still very deadly when used in her hands, and very combat-effective. She can even throw them with pin-point accuracy from a distance. Though she's not got a very wide arsenal of tools outside of these.

Hifumi: It doesn't stop her from being just as deadly in terms of combat. Toga's strength is incredible for someone who doesn't possess a combat quirk. At least...not at first...

Leona: Quirks are part of a person's DNA, and are just as capable of adaptation and evolution as any other bodily function. And for Himiko Toga, that happened in what was the worst possible way for our heroes. Which all happened as a result of Toga's battle with Curious; a member of the Meta Liberation Army.

Hifumi: Curious's Quirk is called "Landmine." and it gives the user the ability to give anything they touch explosive qualities.

Leona: And this applies to almost ANYTHING, including the blood that Toga sucks up with her gear, and the people that she was fighting with at close range. Which means that during this fight, Toga was able to tank explosions that were happening not only point-black, but INSIDE of her! That's CRAZY!

Hifumi: What made the situation even more crazy is when Toga was pushed to the brink, her quirk EVOLVED, enabling her to do something she was previously unable to do: using the quirks of the people she has transformed into!

Leona: Although, Toga can only use another person's Quirk if she is fascinated by them and holds them close to her heart, and she must be well-versed in their power. Still, even just a few more quirks under her belt gives her WAY more options in battle!

Hifumi: For example, she can copy Ochaco Uraraka's Zero Gravity, negating an object's gravitational pull, then releasing the effect on it, causing it to barrel toward the ground. Which she eventually used to end Curious and her army.

Leona: Or using her own version of Twice's signature Sad Man's Parade move: Sad Man's Death Parade, where she endlessly clones versions of herself transformed as Twice with the express intent of killing anything in her path!

Hifumi: Quirk feats aside, Himiko Toga is a phenomenal combatant and DEADLY opponent. As mentioned already, she was able to survive explosions that were happening even inside her, which puts her strength and stamina on a whole other level. What may very well be her deadliest asset however, are her stealth and speed prowess.

Leona: By the final chapters of My Hero Academia, Toga's ability to blend in with her surroundings and hide with her stealth prowess so powerful, Deku's Danger Sense, which kinda works like Spider-Sense, was useless against it! Not only that, but during situations like her fight against Ochaco and Tsuyu, she moved so fast, that merely BLINKING and taking your attention off her for a second would be more than enough time for her to get behind you and shove a blade right up your ass!

Hifumi: And this is the main way Toga fights. Since she lacks the proper strength to go hand-to-hand with a lot of heroes in MHA, despite her unbelievable physical capabilities, her main tactic in combat is to is to outrun her opponent, dodging their attacks and wearing them down until they tire, then exploit an opening.

Leona: The kind of strategy you'd expect from a deranged little girl who hides in the shadows, but the truth is that Himiko Toga is not as clear cut as she seems. Toga is obviously mentally unstable and has a very twisted perception of love and friendship, but it's shown that despite her twisted behavior when infatuated, her affection for Deku, Ochaco, and her PLA friends is completely genuine and without any inherent malevolence. In stark contrast to her maniacal nature, she has demonstrated a very supportive side, comforting a distraught Twice and crying in sadness and rage after his death.

Hifumi: Perhaps that merely means that even after everything, if she had just been accepted for who she is or understood morally, there may still be hope for this deranged little schoolgirl...Who can say for sure?

Hifumi: Alright, the combatants are set! Let's see which of our fighters comes out on top this time!

Leona: IT'S TIME FOR A DEEAAATH BAAATTLLLLLLEEE!

A close-up of a knitted doll of Makoto Naegi being held in the little girl's arms opens the scene. The girl squeezes the doll affectionately and rubs her face against its. It's none other than Narumi Osone. She holds the doll in one hand and reaching up to her ear with the other, speaking through a communicator which starts buzzing.

Akira Tsuchiya [Over Comm]: I still can't believe you took a detour on the job just to get a new teddy bear.

Narumi: Oh give it a rest! The shop does custom made dolls! I had to put an order in while I had the chance! No way was I ever gonna let this darling wait out on me, hehehehe!

Akira [Over Comm]: Look, I really don't care either way, but if I end up getting heat from the Boss Lady for this...Look, you'd better not screw it up...

Narumi: Oh RELAX big bro! It's literally just a collection job I'm doing in place of Yuka! What's the worst that could...

She trails off as she suddenly hears a familiar noise of metal meeting flesh. She looks down the alleyway where she's headed and sees a silhouette down it of something unpleasant.

Narumi: ...happen...Uh, sorry Akira, gonna have to call you back...

Narumi hangs up her comm and strides down the alleyway. As she draws closer to the subject, she sees Himiko Toga, knife in hand, running it repeatedly through the chest of a sketchy looking info broker.

Toga: Heeheeheeheeheehee...

Narumi: Um...

Toga: ...!

*SHUNK!*

Narumi: AH!

Narumi tries to engage in conversation, but Toga responds by spinning and throwing a knife at her. Narumi dodges this, but her new teddie isn't so lucky. The knife plants straight into the Makoto dolls head and falls into a wed muddy puddle.

Toga: Oops! Sorry about that!

Narumi: MY DOLL! Also, I'm pretty sure that was the guy I was supposed to meet...but more importantly, MY CUSTOM MADE DOLL!

Toga: Hey, I'm sorry! I can get you a new one as soon as I get this back to Tomura-chan! Don't know why I had to go on this mission or anything but he seemed to think this laptop was important to the army...So I'll get in contact when-

*BOOOM!* *SMASH!*

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Toga plucks a laptop, presumably filled with information, out of a carrier bag. She's about to head off with it, but the laptop then explodes in her hand, shatters to pieces and crumbles onto the floor. Astonished, she turns her head back towards Narumi, now donning her explosive gauntlets, lowering her aim and pulling on her eye, mockingly!

Narumi: OOPS!

Toga: Hmph...

Toga's expression darkens and she pouts, furious at this little punk for having the nerve to confront her. She strikes first, hurling a variety of sharp knives at the living rocket, but Narumi sees her move and deftly sidesteps to avoid the attack, then responds with a powerful burst of combustion.

*KABOOOM!*

The explosion blows apart the alley, and Toga is seen flying out of it, backflipping away from the epicenter of the blast. Narumi flies out after her, and as she lands, Toga launches out her rocket-boosted needles, which close in on the young firecracker! Even after Narumi blasts down to the ground and avoids this attack, the needles still home in on her like missiles! She propels herself towards the people in the crowd around her and grabs one terrified looking man in a suit!

Narumi: Hello, mister, would you mind helping a girl out for a sec? K, thanks!

Man: WHA-GAAGH!

Narumi uses the innocent man as a meat-shield against the needles, which run him through and start sucking up his blood. This commotion is enough to get anyone who didn't already run away, to do so.

Toga: Hmph...!

Narumi: OLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!

*SMAAASSH!*

Toga: GAHAGCK!

The man's corpse is yanked forward by the bloodsucking psycho girl, who shoves it off her needles. Unexpectedly, Narumi takes advantage of this distraction by throwing herself forward and delivering a powerful blow to her, sending her flying through a building.

Narumi: Haha! Suck it! Hm?

A figure emerges from the debris, and Narumi gives it a cursory eyebrow raise. When it comes out of the thick, grey liquid covering it, she finds herself staring at a petite girl with a curvy figure and fair skin, auburn hair, and round, matching eyes.

Narumi: Okay wuuuuh?

Uraraka: Heeeheeheeheehee! KEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! RELEASE!

Narumi: What? Release wha...Oh...Oooooooh...Oooooh shiiiiit...

While still struggling to figure out what's going on, Narumi only now looks around, seeing that she's surrounded by floating wreckage as a result of earlier sending Toga hurtling through the building. Toga imitates the behavior of Ochaco Uraraka's quirk by releasing her hold and causing a hail of rocks, chunks, and slabs to fall upon Narumi.

Narumi: Well...this sucks...HYAGH!

*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *KABOOM!*

Narumi: SUCK ON THIS! HOOWAAGH!

*KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!*

Narumi quickly and effectively uses her gauntlets to propel herself in all directions, outmaneuvering and dodging the falling debris. When she's in a good enough position, she brings both of her arms together and lets off a massive explosion that engulfs and disintegrates every incoming projectile.

Her clothes and uniform are all that remain of Himiko Toga as Narumi safely crashes back down to face the enemy that put her in such trouble. After picking them up and giving them a quick examination, Narumi takes off, glancing out over a sea of terrified bystanders.

They all blend in with the throng, but one man in a suit draws her attention.

Narumi: Wait...Didn't I kill you earlie-?

Man?: HAHA!

Narumi: WOAH!?

Narumi is just barely able to avoid an incoming knife that grazes her face, thrown by the man! She flies back down towards him as he starts to melt into a grey, viscous liquid, a pale arm shooting out and grinding against Narumi's arm, which she clutches in pain, sucking air through her teeth. She doesn't react in time for the needles to piece her shoulder and yank her towards the pile, with another arm bursting out and grabbing her by the throat. Toga's evil, smiling face emerges from the liquid, her body now mostly naked, and she leans in and licks Narumi's face, much to the gourmet girl's disgust.

Toga: I'm curious to see how YOU taste...

Narumi: That's gross dude...On like...SO many levels...!

Then, with a kick that sends her rolling down the road, Toga throws her stunned opponent into the air before jumping up and kicking her into the concrete. Narumi looks back a moment later to confront her again in spite of this blow, but Toga has vanished.

Narumi: What!? Where did she?

Toga: Heeheehee...

Narumi: GAGH!?

*BOOM!*

Toga: OOOF! HAH!

*WHA-BOOM!*

At random, Toga (who is now wearing her clothes again) appears behind Narumi and attempts to stab her in the back. Narumi is quick to respond, seizing Toga's arm with one hand while firing an explosive blast at her with the other. Toga is propelled backwards, but before she can even stand up, she practically teleports behind Narumi and tries to pierce her lower back with a needle in order to draw blood. But Narumi fires upward, avoids this, and turns around to face Toga with a furious look.

Narumi & Toga: JUST STAND STILL AND DIE!

Both girls shout this at one another, then Toga throws more knives at Narumi. Narumi casually blasts away the knives, but the light from the blast gives Toga enough cover to transform again, this time into the form of Jin Bubaigawara, AKA Twice.

Toga: Sad Man's...DEATH PARADE!

Narumi looks around in a panic as several complete carbon copies of Twice suddenly rise from the ground like zombies, all cackling maniacally.

Narumi: Tch...! GAGH!?

Toga & Twice's: KEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DIE, little one!

Narumi clenches her fist and gets ready to blast the copies to kingdom come, but as the unprepared girl is kicked by Toga in their direction, the doppelgangers all launch a barrage of blows at her. At that moment, the enforcer sees that she is falling toward Toga, who is preparing to cut her down with her blade!

Narumi: HOOYAGH!

*BOOOSH!*

Toga: ...

Narumi: ...

Toga: You're gonna blast me again, aren't you?

Narumi: Uh-huh!

*KABOOM!*

Toga: AGGH!

Twice's: WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, O-HO!

After a brief exchange of banter, Narumi swiftly propels herself over Toga's attack and uses her gauntlets to blast her in the back, precisely at point blank range. For a brief moment, Toga topples and Narumi turns to face the Twice clones, glaring daggers at them.

She strikes the first one squarely through with a heavy fist that feels like a rocket. Another laser blast at point blank range renders the other completely destroyed. She catches the third by the face and crushes him completely in the palms of her strong, metal hands. Narumi kills the fourth by flying at him and slicing his body in half while spinning like a deadly spinning top.

Unfortunately, Narumi is too distracted by killing the Twice clones that she's only barely able to catch Toga's hand as she flies back down towards her, grazing her face with the needle and piercing her skin, slowly sucking up samples of Narumi's blood.

Toga: You reek of blood and carnage...That's pretty cute, you know~?

Narumi: HRRGH!

*BOOOM!*

Toga: GUAGHCK!

*BOOOM!* *BOOOM!* *BOOOM!* *BOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOMBOOOM!!!!!!*

Narumi: I'd say the same thing if you WEREN'T SO ANNOYING!

Narumi gathers enough strength in her arms to lift Toga up and throw her forward, blasting her a millisecond later. Then, she charges forward, punching and blasting her repeatedly, destroying the surrounding cityscape and cratering them in the ground!

Toga: HYAAAGH!

Narumi: Ooph!

Toga: HEEHAHAHAHA!

*SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHU-SHUNK!*

Narumi: A-Agh!?

Toga pushes past the explosions that keep popping up in her face, lifting her leg and kicking Narumi in the stomach with immense force. Toga throws her blood-sucking machine's needles forward before Narumi has a chance to recover, and she SKEWERS her! The needles pierce through Narumi's limbs, and Toga, her face ecstatic, slowly starts slurping her blood as it flows into her mask. Toga leans in to offer some playful taunts as Narumi falls to her knees and starts coughing up blood.

Toga: You look a little tired and thirsty, little one...Can I get you something to drink?

Narumi: Ahh...Hah...hahahaha...! Nah...I'm good...Victory tastes better than ANYTHING!

Toga: HUH!?

Toga is shocked as Narumi raises her arms, grabs them, and with an explosive aid with her gauntlets, yanks on them so hard, they become disconnected from Toga's sucking machine! Toga spits out Narumi's blood that's already in her mouth and struggles to recover as the collected samples of everyone's blood flies everywhere! Narumi seizes this opening, grabs Toga's leg, spins and throws her up into the air!

Narumi: This little piggy went to market!

*SHUNK!*

Narumi: This little piggy stayed at home!

*SHUNK!*

Toga: Agh...Gaagh...!

Narumi: This little piggy had roast beef!

*SHUNK!*

Narumi: And THIS little piggy had NONE!

*KER-SHUNK!*

Toga: ...!

Narumi: And THIS little piggy went... WeeweeweeweeWEEWEEWEEWEEWEEWEE! ALL THE WAY HOOOOOOOOOOOOOMME!

*CRAASH!* *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!*

While Toga is airborne, Narumi recalls a child's nursery rhyme as she grabs hold of the former's needles and begins darting about at the speed of sound around her in the air! Bit by bit, she she starts to run the needles through Toga's vital body parts, first her knife hand, then her chest, then her throat, then her forehead! And to finish her combo off, Narumi grabs Toga's arm, spins her around at hypersonic speed, causing her barely alive, if not dead, body to spray blood everywhere and uses all of the momentum she built to throw her opponent back down the earth! She then follows this throw up with a powerful blast of energy to strength the impact!

A nuclear level explosion is set off by the impact, engulfing the city and all of its inhabitants except for Narumi, who floats above the mayhem, grinning at her grubby work but winking in agony.

*BZZT!* *BZZT!*

Narumi: Oh boy...

She hears her intercom ringing, and after landing safely in the middle of the hellscape, clutching her wounds, she answers it.

Narumi: Hello-

Akira [Over Comm]: WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!?

Narumi: Uh...well...I had to squash a mosquito? Now, listen, let the record say that this is ABSOLUTELY NOT my fault!

Akira [Over Comm]: What! The Hell! Happened!?

Narumi: Eh...Ok, so the good news is I took care of the problem...The BAD news is that I didn't get our info and there's probably a...1 in 5 chance that we might have to fight an army of superpowered monsters in a couple years...

Akira [Over Comm]: ...

Narumi: ...

Akira [Over Comm]: Did you at least have fun?

Narumi: Eh...Could take or leave...

Leona: I don't think we've ever seen such wanton destruction since we started this show...Who's idea was it to bring Osone into this again?

Hifumi: To be perfectly frank, this was BY FAR the most DIFFICULT matchup to figure out, and the debate was fascinating! However, we eventually came to the conclusion that in a no-holds barred fight, Narumi Osone just BARELY had the edge.

Leona: Emphasis on "barely!" While it may seem that Narumi's destructive prowess completely overpowered anything that Toga could dish out, that really wasn't the case! Especially considering Toga's speed and wider range of superpowers and abilities compared to Narumi's very limited pool.

Hifumi: Toga's arsenal wasn't very impressive on it's own, but her tools and weapons combined with the assets her quirk offered her were very challenging for not just Narumi Osone, but for anyone to counter. And while Osone can launch herself around like a rocket, Toga's ability to move so fast into an opponent's blind spot is another thing entirely.

Leona: On top of that, Toga was literally able to survive explosions that happened INSIDE her body, when she drank blood that had been affected by Curious's quirk! Simply put, Narumi's explosions and blasts of energy weren't NEARLY enough to put the blood-sucking banshee down!

Hifumi: However, the reverse was true as well! Osone's gauntlets were resistant to Genocide Jack's scissors, which are undoubtedly sharper than Toga's knives. And even if Toga was able to find an opening to cut her, which WAS very likely thanks to her incredible speed and stealth feats, cutting or piercing Osone's body would barely do anything in terms of slowing her down. Simply because Osone's body is already durable enough to withstand the recoil effect that firing her gauntlets off triggers, whereas with mostly anyone else, using the devices would be enough to completely shatter their ulna.

Leona: Also, while Toga may have been hella fast, being able to keep up with those like Eraserhead, Deku, Uraraka and Tsuyu, Narumi has kept up with the likes of Nagito Komaeda and Toko Fukawa, both of whom possess relativistic levels of reactionary feats that Narumi is more than capable of matching. If Toga was to use her speed to her advantage, in the very least, she would need to try harder than normal to get around Narumi's keen battle senses.

Hifumi: However, what ironically did put Toga in a rock and hard place here were the limitations of her own quirk. Toga has the ability to use the Quirks of people that she mimics, but ONLY if she deeply cares for that person or has an emotional connection with them, as well as an in-depth understanding of their power.

Leona: This is why Toga was only really able to utilize the quirks of Ochaco and Twice in combat. Using a quirk like Deku's "All For One" or Rock Lock's "Lock Down" would almost certainly have countered Narumi and given Toga a clear victory, but it was basically impossible, because she doesn't care enough about the latter and wouldn't have a good understanding of how either's quirk worked.

Hifumi: To make matters worse, the two quirks she COULD take advantage of were practically useless against Osone. For one, applying Zero Gravity to Osone would mean nothing since Osone can already fly and propel herself around the air. And even if she could replicate Uraraka's meteor shower move using the debris around her, this move was easily countered by Katsuki Bakugo, using a similar feat to Osone's giant combustion against Komaeda.

Leona: Sad Man's Death Parade might have allowed Toga an easy opening if the Twice clones could subdue Narumi, but based on the way Twice's quirk works, they probably couldn't. Copies created by "Double" are less durable and powerful than the real thing, dissolving into basically mud after receiving enough damage. According to Twice himself, physical injury equivalent to a broken bone is usually enough to extinguish a clone.

Hifumi: And yet Narumi Osone is out here, very capable of blowing holes through people like it's nothing. It's safe to say that she could probably take out Twice's clones with just one good punch each, and that's the least amount of power she could exhibit on them.

Leona: And it's that potential for creative strategies in combat that give Narumi Osone the ultimate victory here. Even if her explosions alone weren't enough to take Toga out, Narumi has shown she's got more than just a few simple ways of smoking a person! She could easily just turn Toga's own blades and needles against her, like she did with Aruma Todoroki and her whip. And while both are practically useless without their weapons and powers, because of the very nature of Osone's weaponry, it's much more likely that Osone would find a way to either disarm or destroy Toga's gear before Toga could do the same to Osone.

Hifumi: Thanks to their own skills and prowess, this fight came down to the wire, but because of her superior strength, lust for battle and overall counters to kit, Narumi Osone blasted her way through the competition!

Leona: Guess you can say Toga really "BLEW" her chances at winning?

THE WINNER IS NARUMI OSONE!

Next Time:

Kindness is compassion and love in perfect harmony. It is loving yourself enough to love those around you. But despite their power, it seems these two clumsy, skittish, yet sweethearted companions are gonna need a little help with that.

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can you do a short steve x reader? i need something to read on my bus ride. fluff maybe?!?!? i don’t want it include the demogorgans

Know What? | Steve Harrington

- Stranger Things

- x Reader (Y/N)

- edit: STEVE’S POV: HERE!

- 2,437 words. Read time: 5-9 minutes

❪ FEM! ❫

───── ❝ description + disclaimer ❞ ─────

𖥻 steve & y/n enemies to lovers? one shot. set in s2. small prologue before s1. You know about the upside down, etc. friends with Nancy.

𖥻 Billy included as a “love interest” for quick story progression. short & probably a bit shitty (it’s 5:30am and i’m angry at tumblr)

───── ❝ prologue - 1982 ❞ ─────

My pants were stained from some jerk spilling his drink at lunch. My shoes had brown and black tyre marks across them from my little brother’s bike. And the cherry on top; I got dress coded for my sleeves being too short. MY SLEEVES, can you believe that? I’d already woken up in a bad mood today, why couldn’t the universe just do me one favour.

I wanted to pound my fist into the metal of my locker, I’d put the combination in more times than I had cared to count but it wouldn’t unlock. All I wanted to do was grab my stupid $80 text book and go to the last class of this awful day.

“Do you need some help?” The voice was right beside me and I turned my head to look at who it was. One of the boys a couple of grades above closing a locker a few down from me.

I ran my tongue over my teeth and went back to turning the lock “No.”

“Are you sure? Because I can—”

“I said, ‘No.’ Which word don’t you understand?”

“Jeez” The boy laughed but you could easily tell how forced it was. “What crawled up your ass?”

“I don’t know what your problem is, but I’ll bet it’s hard to pronounce.”

“Well, aren’t we a bloody ray of sunshine.”

I harshly pulled the paper I’d scribbled my locker code down on from my pocket and scanned the numbers. 19 0 75. That’s what i’m putting in!

“Hey” I rolled my eyes at the sound of someone else approaching. Another boy stopped at the locker beside me. He whistled and muttered something under his breath before leaning against the locker and looking at me. “Ok, I’m here. So tell me, what do you want for your next wish?”

I grumbled and dropped the lock, giving up on attempting to unlock it and hoping that since it was our first day we just wouldn’t have to do any actual work.

Turning away from them I began towards my class and just hoped that it would go fast. “What am I? Flypaper for freaks!?”

As I walked into class (late) all eyes turned to me.

“Miss Y/N, was it?” The teacher said, eying the list of student names he had.

“Uh- Yes”

“Late on the first day, that doesn’t set a very good standard… And I hope someone’s already told you about your shirt being inappropriate?”

Gritting my teeth, I forced a smile to stop myself from lashing out at the man. “I’ve been told. I’ll just take my seat now” I shuffled down to the only empty seat in the back of the classroom, some girls shooting me a look of pity but Jonathan Byers greeted me with a cautious smile as I sat beside him.

The teacher let out a deep exasperated sigh. “No textbook, I see. Mr Byers will you please share with her.”

Jonathan pushed the book towards the centre of the table and I sighed, grabbing a pen and opening my notebook.

“What’s the matter with your shirt?” Jonathan whispered.

“Oh, you can’t tell?” I scoffed. “My arms are, quote, very distracting and it’s a shame for a girl like me to be wasting my potential flaunting myself in the hall, unquote.”

Jonathan, seeing how bad my mood was, nodded to himself and went about his studies. Allowing me to marinate in my anger without him getting burned.

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“How was your first day?”

“Oh splendid” I huffed. “High School is absolutely positively amazing”

My mother stared at me for a second before turning her attention to my brother. “How was your first day?”

He happily spilled details of his day, and I sighed to myself. Hopefully tomorrow would be better, and maybe I could apologise to the boys I’d yelled at.

───── ❝ 1984 - 2. Trick Or Treat, Freak ❞ ─────

As I chained my bike up, I couldn’t help but hear the loud sound of an engine. And neither could anyone else apparently since all eyes were on this shining blue car with California license plates.

New kid in Hawkins.

I found Nancy as she stepped out of Steve’s car. She lifted her hand to wave and I saw Steve follow her gaze towards me, the smile disappearing from his face and causing in to appear in mine. I raised my hand to wave back at her but unintentionally caught the eye of the new kid.

He looked around and, since Nancy was across the parking lot, didn’t see anyone waving back so he assumed it was for him.

“Hey” He nodded, smirking as he strutted towards me.

“Oh, hi?” I uttered. “I wasn’t waving to you, actually.”

He forced a short laugh, as if he didn’t believe it. “Sure. I’m Billy. Hargrove.”

“Cool.” Turning away from him, I tugged my backpack straps and smiled at a few girls from my class. The boy followed me and it took me a few seconds to register. “Sorry, am I meant to introduce myself too?”

“It would be nice” He scoffed. Steve and Nancy passed by, Nancy not saying anything while Steve’s jaw was practically on the floor. A disgusted scowl on his face.

“Uh, i’m Y/N.” I did my best to mimic his voice as closely as I could.

“See you ‘round then?”

I forced a sickeningly sweet grin on my face. “Probably not.”

Billy turned into the administration office and I continued to my locker, Steve already raising an eyebrow at me.

“Problem, Harrington?” He simply hummed in response, closing his locker door and going off to his class.

───── ❝ ❞ ─────

Tommy H made his way though the crowd of students trying to get home, leaning on the lockers between mine and Steve’s. “What’s your costume?”

“Nance and I are Joel and Lana, from Risky Business”

“What about you?” Tommy looked at me expectantly and I just stared at him. My mind blank. Steve was gawking at the back of his best friends head, as shocked by the question as I was.

“Excuse me?”

“Your costume. What is it?”

“Trust me, not even make-up can make her look good” Steve scoffed. We’d been somewhat ‘nicer’ to each other since he began dating Nancy, but of course he decided to be a dick like always.

I hummed, closing my locker. “Weird you think you need a costume, since you’re always pretending to be something you’re not”

Steve opened his mouth to make a comeback but I was sick of looking at him already. I poked my tongue out at him, swinging my backpack over my shoulder and staring the walk out of the building.

Billy was just outside the door, lighting a cigarette. “Hey” He spoke as I almost bumped into him.

“Hi” I continued walking, Billy deciding to walk alongside me.

He stood idly as I unchained my bike. “You don’t drive”

“Amazing observation”

“You don’t like me”

“Ding ding ding. Another winner”

Steve walked out the door, stopping in his tracks when he saw Billy and I talking. Billy turned to look at where my eyes had wandered, clicking his tongue when he saw Steve there.

“Ah, you’ve got a crush on that guy?”

“Ew. Steve? God no.” I fake gagged aloud, beginning to walk with my bike, Billy jogging to catch up with me. “He’s got a girlfriend, and he hates me”

“So, will I see you at that halloween thing tonight?”

“Not a chance”

“Y/N” Steve called. I looked past Billy, giving him a questioning look. “Come over here”

I groaned, turning my bike so I could go towards Steve. Billy only laughed, pulling his keys from his pocket and taking another puff of smoke “I’ll save you a drink”

“I’m not going” I beamed, the two of us parting ways. “What?” I hissed at Steve.

“I think you need to stay away from that guy”

“I think you pretending to care about me is annoying”

“He’s an asshole”

“And you’re what, better than him?” Steve blinked a few times, not daring to answer.

───── ❝ ❞ ─────

The music was blaring as I entered Tina’s house. A few steps inside and I already wanted to go home, regretting my bold costume choice of just not wearing a costume and found my way to the kitchen for a drink.

“We’ll don’t you look…” I looked over Billy’s costume “Shirtless”

“You did show up, I knew I was irresistible.” He passed me a plastic cup before scooping another in the punch bowl. Walking out of the kitchen, Billy followed closely behind me.

I sipped my heavily spiked punch and eyed the blonde “You’re obsessed with me a little bit, aren’t you?”

He laughed, leaning against the wall and looking down at me. “Youre obsessed with yourself if you believe that” He brought his cup to his lips, looking around the room and giving a few suggestive winks or smiles to girls that were drooling over than him. Each girl would immediately perk up, turning to the friends surrounding her and practically go into a giggling frenzy.

“Why do they like you?” I wondered aloud. “I get it, they think you’re ‘like totally smoking hot’ but they don’t know you”

Billy opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by almost everyone near the kitchen gasping, I tried to peer past him but failed to see what was so shocking. He lost interest quickly, the party returning to how loud it had been a moment ago and Billy giving me his attention again. “Mystery is part of my charm.”

I hummed in response, sipping my drink again when a door down the hall slammed, Steve rushing out. He glanced at me, keeping his head down as he went towards the door. “Harrington?” I questioned but he kept walking. I pushed my cup into Billy’s hand and pushed my way through he crowd to the door. “Harrington!” I repeated, the door closing behind me.

“What? What?!” He shouted, throwing his arms in the air and turning to look at me.

“You never leave a party early, you’re King Steve.” I walked down the steps, clinging my arms to my chest in defence against the cold breeze. “I know youre a douche but I’m still concerned. So what’s wrong?”

“Why don’t you ask Nancy? Or did you already know?”

“Know what?”

Steve walks closer, now only a few inches away, anger radiating off of him. I could even smell the alcohol on his breath.“You know.”

“Jesus, I’m trying to help you but if you cant put this petty feud aside for 15 seconds then I’m going back inside” I pushed his chest, turning back around. Steve moved quickly, now blocking the porch steps.

“I’m surprised you didn’t make it a point to tell me, wouldn’t that have made you happy? Rubbing it in my face that Nancy doesn’t love me!”

“I—” Steves words slowly sank in and I registered what he had just said to me. “She doesn’t love you?”

He paused, the anger fading as he realise I hadn’t known but I felt the anger now boiling inside of me

“You’re so good to her, too good to her. You fought a man eating monster from another dimension for her! How could she not love you?”

Steve stepped forward, one hand of his gently placed on my hip. His face coming close to mine, eyes closing, lips puckering up, and all the other sounds of the world going silent— the wind in the trees, the party in full swing— all silent, as Steve’s highly educated lips met mine. I was frozen.

And then below this, my heart reacting. Not a loud thump. Not a leap. More like a melody. My heart moving between two elements: one, excitement, and the other, fear. I tried to pay attention, push him away from me but I found myself unable to. My eyes fluttering shut as the heat rose in my cheeks. Finally, Steve broke off the kiss. He looked at me blankly a moment, and without a word he walked away, rushing down the front lawn and away from the party. I touched my finger to my lips before turning to see if Steve was gone before slowly walking back up the steps and in to the house.

“Hold the door” Jonathan spoke as I got inside, he held up a drunken Nancy. Stepping out the door, I put Nancy’s other arm over my shoulder to help him. “Thanks”

We made our way to his car in silence, carefully putting Nancy in the passenger seat.

“Do you need a ride?” Jonathan asked, closing the car door.

“No, no. I’ll find a way, just get her home.” I was afraid if I stayed with them I’d tell them what just happened, and I didn’t full understand it so how would they? Jonathan nodded and climbed in the drivers seat, startling the car as I went back inside again. Billy was leaned against the wall still holding my cup as he sipped on his.

“Hey” He grinned “I was afraid you weren’t coming back.”

“Yeah, I’m ready to head out.”

“Let me drive you, parties boring anyway.” He shrugged, throwing his head back and finishing his drink. Putting my drink on a random table, I followed closely behind him and out the door for the last time. He twirled his keys around his finger, walking down the lawn in an almost perfectly straight line, indicating to me he was sober enough to drive. Hopefully. I doubt there would be many cars on the road, and it would only take 2 minutes to get to my house.

Billy’s car was nice to say the least, and he instinctively turned down the radio as the car started. He didn’t say anything for a minute but when he finally spoke I barely even noticed him talking.

“What?”

He exhaled sharply out his nose, as if angry I hadn’t been listening but not wanting to show it. “I asked what was wrong with Harrington, why’d he storm off?”

“He was too drunk to tell me” I shrugged, hoping it was a decently believable lie. Billy nodded seemingly accepting it. “Turn left”

He did as I instructed, and parked when I pointed out my house. “Nice place.”

“It’s alright.” I opened the door, Steve was still running though my head and I wanted to think of anything but him even for a few more minutes. The lights were off, my parents probably long asleep. “Do you want to come inside?”

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