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[acekindaneat]

HAPPY BDAY TERU !!!!!

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[viiiiiiiiiin]

Okay so can I request zero overhearing that his crushes favorite color is green (bonus it if they describe a shade that’s close to his hair )

50 Shades of Green: Zoro x Reader

Includes: Roronoa Zoro , GN Reader

A / N: I assumed you meant Zoro lol. This is such a cute idea for a scenario ! I Hope you enjoy <3. I hope this is up to your standards !! Feel free to tell me in my AMA if you want me to redo this <33

It was a bright day , a day of relaxation. Everyone on the Sunny took this opportunity to take a break and enjoy themselves. Rather it be playing tag on the deck , listening to Brook play some beautiful tunes , or even just reading / tending to the garden. Everyone was being themselves and having fun. It was quite the break from the massive battles they've had recently.

You sat next to Nami , who was tending to her tangerines. Behind you , Robin sat reading her book. You and Nami had been chatting happily for what felt like hours. Robin , though she was reading , listened and observed everything to two of you were saying. She was ever observant , even if she was on break.

"Hey , I'll be back. I'm gonna go see if Sanji would mind making me something to drink." You said , excusing yourself from the 2 women. They nodded and waved to you as your form retreated from their vision.

As you jumped down to the kitchen , you noticed the two who normally fight . . . Well , fighting. The blonde haired cook seemed to be enraged about something while the moss headed swordsman just sarcastically commented back and basically brushed off the cook's complaints.

That swordsman. The very one that lacks a sense of direction in a literal and figurative sense. You felt your heart flutter as your eyes trailed to him. You shook your head and brushed pass them to get into the kitchen.

Though you didn't know it , Zoro's eyes followed you as the door shut behind your body. You walked over to the fridge and stared at all of your selections. As you sighed and closed the fridge , the door to the kitchen reopened. You glanced over to see who was coming in and noticed the cook. Sanji had apparently stopped arguing with Zoro and came to attend to your needs.

"What would you like , Reader ?" He asked with a smile on his face. Even if it was near dinner time , it was clear he didn't mind tending to his crewmates' needs. You smiled back at him and leaned against the counter.

"Are you able to make a drink for me ? I'm not sure exactly what I want yet. Or maybe a snack , if that's not too much to ask for." You trailed off as your mind trailed back to its thoughts.

"Of course. How about a vol - au - vent ?" He asked as he he began to take out the pastry from a sealed container. "I made some earlier for Nami and Robin , but they told me they weren't hungry." He shrugged and placed it on the counter for you.

"Thank you , Sanji." You bowed your head lightly and took one of the treats from the tray. You resealed the container and walked out of the kitchen.

Somewhere in the time that you had been inside , your ship had landed on an island. You looked at the gorgeous tree filled island in awe. It was lush with fresh vegetation and had many beautiful flowers. You've seen many different islands in the New World , but this had to be one of the nicer ones.

"Alright. I want Chopper , Usopp , and . . sadly . . . Luffy . . To go into town. Robin , I'd like you to go with them. We need you 4 to pick up some herbs for me and Chopper. Sanji , I want you and Brook to go stock up on food supplies. And Franky , you go get materials to repair the ship and for whatever else." Nami directed , pointing those people in the directions they were supposed to go. As she spoke , the groups filed out so they could get their job done as quickly as possible. It was hard to tell if it was because they wanted to go back to the sea or if they didn't wanna see Nami angry. Most likely the latter , you thought.

"What about me and Zoro ?" You questioned as you took a final bite of the tasty hollow treat Sanji had made. "I want you 2 to watch the ship. I'm going onto the island to chart it." She responded , picking up some paper and pens. Before either of you could say anything , she walked off of the ship.

You stood there , staring at the place the ginger once was. You blinked and turned your attention to Zoro , who seemed to be in the same boat as you. You wouldn't admit it , but you were happy to be alone with him.

You stood there , collecting your thoughts. While you stood like a statue , the Swordsman went off to work out. You shook your head violently and whipped your head around to find him. There he was , in all his muscular glory , at the end of the ship with a comically large weight in his hands. He had his coat discarded and he was thrusting the weight forwards and back onto his shoulder in a slicing like motion.

You couldn't help but stare. Everything about how he just so calmly lifted what you assumed to be over 400ibs surprised you. Instead of staring , you decided to go into the crows nest to keep a lookout for any enemies or your crewmates.

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A few hours had passed by without either of you speaking to one another. The ship was in a comfortable silence , engulfing the both of you as you did separate things. You were bored sitting by yourself , if you were being honest. You were often fidgety and lost in thought instead of looking out. Of course , observation haki helped out with sensing living things but you didn't use it often.

Just as you were about to take a nap , you noticed a bag bobbing around the Sunny. You narrowed your eyes to see who it was and didn't see anyone. That was until you saw Luffy and Robin. You assumed it was either Chopper or Usopp. You smiled softly and walked down from your previous place.

You watched as the lump ran up to you. "Reader ! I got you something ! I thought it was your favorite color." The little reindeer doctor said excitedly as he ran up to you. He handed you a bag that was pink. Not your favorite color , but you liked his thought.

"I appreciate your gesture , Chopper. My favorite color isn't pink , though." You responded , putting the bag on your right side. You could definitely put your weapons and stuff in it. "Oh ! What's your favorite color then ?" He tilted his head with an adorable look on his face.

"Green , actually. I'd say a minty - moss green ? It's just really nice , in my opinion." You explained with a smile on your [shape] face. You heard a noise of surprise behind you and you turned. You didn't expect to have your [color] colored eyes meet with one brown one. Your face lit up.

"Greenisaprettycolorididntmeanitlikethat !" You sputtered out , hiding your face from his confusing stare. You couldn't tell if he was mad at you , if you were being honest.

"Green is a nice color , isn't it ?" Zoro mocked , laughing heartily. You were EXTREMELY embarrassed. Though , you didn't notice the red on his cheeks as well.

Chopper and Usopp laughed at your misery. They were even on the floor , about dying at that point. "I just didn't expect you to be into that color of green." He shrugged and smiled smugly at you. He turned and walked away from the 3 of you , cheeks reddening further.

Though you didn't know it , your words stuck in his head. It repeated like a broken record. He didn't understand why , but he liked the thought of it. Maybe his feelings for you grew , but he didn't know that. Maybe he should talk to Robin or Chopper about it. For now , he would sit and think about you. Even at night.

[4rafe]

DINNER || R. CAMERON

summary; rafes idea of dinner was different than the normal dinner

warnings; not proofread!! , public sex (?), fingering

a / n; trust , im working on ceo!rafe but this was the closest thing to being done so i just finished it off. didnt wanna leave u guys hanging <3

there you were, sitting at the wooden dinner table in a fancy restaurant with your group of friends, and your boyfriend, rafe. even though it was only supposed to be the 3 of you girls, rafe practically begged to come with.

you were already well aware on how protective he was, always wanting to be with you, showing everyone that you belonged to him, and he was not about to let you walk out of the house in your short dress you insisted on wearing without him being right there with you. your friends already knew how he was as well so when you asked them if rafe could tag along, they really didnt seem to mind.

you and rafe sat together, of course, as both your girl-friends sat together infront. for the whole night he had laid his hand on your thigh, his gold rings sat perfectly around his fingers. he intentionally kept his hand so far up your thigh that he was basically in your pussy, making you so wet.

you and your girls chitchatted back and forth between each other, rafe joining in a couple times but mostly stayed silent as he drank his red wine. you didnt pay much attention to rafe that night like you usually do, causing him to become upset from the lack of affection he was receiving from his princess.

as you had continued chatting with your girls, you felt the slow movement of rafes hand sliding across your thigh, inching closer to your dripping wet clit. your beautiful red dress was just short enough that he had easy access to the black thong that covered your clit.

you felt the movement as rafe used his fingers to move your thong out of the way of your soaking wet clit just easy enough that he didnt alert anyone and nobody suspected anything. even though you were alerted by his actions, you didnt say anything and acted like everything was normal in front of your girls.

after rafe managed to get your thong about of his way from your clit, he slowly moved two fingers in between your wet folds making a groan leave your mouth. the noise that escaped your lips alerted your girl-friends, wondering what was happening. they both asked you, "everything okay?" they question awaiting your reason for such a noise.

"cramps, y’know how it gets." you explained to them, which seemed to get them off your back for now. they both easily believed you, understanding how those kind of things get. continuing on with the conversation, they both told such stories about previous events they experienced from cramps and solutions to them.

rafe continuously running his two fingers through your wet folds. he finally seemed to have found your entrance, squeezing his fingers into your tight, dripping wet pussy as he leaned over to whisper in your ear, "god, doll. so fuckin’ wet for me" he said in his low, raspy tone while speeding up the movement of his fingers going in and out of you.

every time he sped up, and the way he pounded his fingers into you made your legs shake. most times you were a loud mess but since you were at dinner; in front of two of your best friends you had to be absolutely silent and make no facial expression which had to be the most challenging thing.

[skzfairyyydreamz]

Family <3

genre: Fluff, Comfort, Bf!Skz, Sibling!Skz, Bsf!Skz, gn!reader

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requests and taglist are open! (M.Lists)

(gifs not mine; credit to owner)

imagine…

Coming home from what had been a horrendously long and stressful day to see your sweet boyfriend in a cozy pair of sweats and t-shirt, he was sat on the living room sofa chatting with his two best friends about whatever it is producer dudes talk about. he looked so stinkin adorable with his natural fluffy hair all disheveled and curly as his glasses sat calmly on his beautiful bare face and you had all intentions on napping in his arms after the day you had today regardless to who was in your house right now. You came in kicking off your shoes at the door, dropping your keys and bag on the island counter and heading straight to your room to change without acknowledging anyone in the house. That immediately had changbin snapping his neck in your direction taking notice of the exhausted look on your face without breaking his current conversation. About 5 or so minutes later his eyes lit up to see you coming to join them in the living room in your fuzzy pj’s holding your favorite pillow and blanket.

“Hey family.. please excuse me while i nap” you sigh kissing the top of changbins head then sitting down next to him getting ready to lay your head in his lap and take the nap of your life, but before you could

“far out! mate are we invisible??” channie said to jisung as he crossed his arms with furrowed brows at you. “you do remember that we knew you before binnie right!?” jisung added. “yet he’s the one that gets all the love? im so done with you” channie roles his eyes

binnie giggles to himself putting his head down like he always does refusing to interfere anytime you and channie would get into it. you sigh again getting up from your seat walking over to the sofa opposite you and your boyfriend. “i would offer a sassy rebuttal normally but i’m just way too tired today.. come here channie my bestest most favorite sweetest big brother ever” you lean down from behind the sofa hugging him around his shoulders and kissing the top of his head “yeah whatever looser.. im your ONLY big brother.” “Where you ever able to order the flower arrangements for mom’s birthday dinner this weekend?” he added looking up at you “ i haven’t had time today i was super swamped. But i can definitely do it in the morning!” “Dont worry about it i’ll handle it.” “you sure? tomorrow’s an off day for me i can do it.” “no worries, i got it. you just make sure you rest up on your day off.” “okay” you kiss the top of his head once more before moving over to jisung giving him the same hug and kiss you did your older brother.

“i didn’t forget you jiji” “dont act like you love me now, im tired of being chosen last!” “just like when were kids??” you teased reaching down to steal a handful of popcorn from the bowl in his lap. “please do not bring up my childhood trauma right now! you chose me last for every single game of freeze tag when im literally faster than you!” everyone bursted into laughter at jisungs dramatic episode as you walked back over to your spot on the sofa next to your boyfriend.

“Okay goodnight family, i legit cannot keep my eyes open any longer” you grabbed your pillow placing it in changbins lap laying down as he wrapped the blanket around you.

“Night night, jagi” your boyfriend whispered as he ran his fingers through your hair.

“Sleep tight!” jisung added

“We love you kiddo..” chan smiled.

You fell asleep instantly, as your boyfriend brother and best friend all went back to continuing their previous conversation. the room felt so warm and fuzzy filled with love. You were beyond grateful for the men in your life they were your everything. your back bones, your protectors, your safe spaces. They were your family, and you couldn’t even fathom the thought of living life without theses three in it.

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[rekaning]

The Housekeeper | Part 3 | Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

Additional tags: Human!Mikaelsons, Modern!AU, Housekeeper!Reader, no use of Y/N Pairings: Elijah Mikaelson x Reader, The Originals x Reader (Platonic) Summary: You and Elijah gradually spend more time together with an added surprise visit.

Previously: Part 1 | Part 2

The professional relationship since your moment of connection with Elijah, morphed into something you hadn't foreseen.

Normally every morning when you'd arrive at the estate, you reported immediately to Elijah. He'd list a few things that needed to be completed by the end of the day, not really giving you a time limit for them, merely that they would need to be done before you left his home. Sometimes, he didn't have any tasks that required your attention at that moment and so you'd go about doing other menial jobs, such as cleaning the vast amount of rooms in the building, vacuuming or mopping the hallways and corridors, or dusting off the decor on the walls and shelves.

Now, when you arrived at the manor, besides Elijah giving you his to-do list, he always made some time for small-talk. You were more than happy to partake in getting to speak with him more. Even with the smallest of things, you found that it gave you more insight into how Elijah would think about things or what topics he found important or interesting. You would ask him about different undertakings his winery business was dealing with, and while he couldn't divulge too much information about ongoing deals and projects, he would let you know that things were proceeding well, or that one thing or another had fallen through but he was handling it well enough.

In turn, he would ask you about the projects that Freya and Kol were operating. He had heard from both his siblings that you were following up on their projects every so often, talking to either of them for hours on end about the discoveries they'd made at their current dig site in El Salvador. You had been especially animated about possible Mayan ruins that had been found near the site and were having a blast speculating with Kol about the implications of those ruins being there.

Apart from your morning chit-chats, Elijah also made it a point to insisting that you eat your lunch with him.

Usually, in the occasions that he was incredibly busy, you would take the lunch you made and leave it on a portable table next to his office desk—so as not to disturb the vast amount of paper work on the ornate dark mahogany—and leave him be until he would text you to let you know that you could go back in to pick up the empty plates.

However, in moments where he had time to sit and enjoy his meal and not just partake in the act of eating as a way to maintain sustenance, he would sit at the kitchen island and have his meal there, away from his computer and all the files and paper mess in his office. In those times, you would give him his space and leave the kitchen to have your own lunch in the dining room, which was incredibly too large for one person. Elijah, the day after he had played the piano for you, had let you know that it was okay to have lunch in the kitchen island, where you normally did.

You had protested for a moment but he had cut you off and instead asked you to eat lunch with him. You had no idea that he could mimic the puppy dog look but the way his eyes widened innocently and the way his lips formed into a pout, it was impossible for you to resist his request.

The two of you got to know each other more during these moments. He would regale you with tales of the shenanigans that he and his brothers, and occasionally his sisters, would get up to. He told of the rough patches he and his brothers had gone through, especially in the case of their father, Mikael.

To your horror, their father was not especially loving to any of his sons, least of all to Klaus. It was not widely known, but Klaus was actually only their half-brother, and that their mother had an affair with another. The scandal had been kept under wraps but tensions arose between Mikael and his wife Esther. The two never divorced however and went on to have Kol, Rebekah, and Henrik. However, Mikael's distaste of Niklaus had grown exponentially within that time that Finn, having moved away from his parents and began his humanitarian projects, convinced his younger brother to move in with him, until he was ready to go off on his own.

Your heart felt for him, hearing how tormented Klaus had been by his step-father, you finally knew where his distrust and paranoia had likely stemmed from.

Elijah knew the history of his family was difficult for you sometimes, so the moments where he felt you would need a break from that, he would ask you questions about your own mother, your upbringing, how school life had been before your housekeeping career.

You loved talking about your mom. It brought back so many wonderful memories with her. It helped keep her at the front of your mind, there was no fear of forgetting her anytime soon. You would happily show Elijah some picture from your phone's photo album of the few trips you took, one of which, you had traveled to El Salvador at the same location that Freya and Kol were currently at.

He enjoyed seeing you talk about her. Hearing the sheer love and admiration that you felt for her, the type of woman she was, Elijah couldn't imagine how losing her had impacted you. He hesitated to ask but one day he did. Your smile, which up until that point, had been burning bright, waned at his question.

"Forgive me, you need not answer that." He said quickly, trying to dispel the melancholy that had fallen over the kitchen.

You shook your head, "No, no, it's okay. I understand your curiosity."

You clasped your hands together, fingers tapping silent rhythms onto your skin, "It was pretty sudden. Nothing terribly tragic but, um, it was a heart attack."

You bit at your bottom lip, "One morning, I said, 'I'll see you later' and the next thing I know, I get a call from the general hospital saying that she's gone."

Elijah could hear the crack in your voice, could see how you gripped at your hands to keep you grounded and not crumble at the the thought of such a horrible moment in your life. He reached out, placing his larger hands on yours, and squeezed with such tenderness that you almost didn't feel any pressure from his grip.

"I can not begin to imagine what that must be like. I am sorry you had to go through such a thing alone." He said softly. The deep timbre of his voice was soothing, a warm balm to the familiar ache of loss from remembering your mother's passing.

It didn't help ease the profound sadness but having him there was a comfort in and of itself. Knowing you weren't alone with your grief.

You mustered up a small smile, "It still stings. I don't think that feeling will ever really go away, but it's a lot less than before." You turned over your hands from under his hold, his larger ones opening to allow you to move them, but you grabbed onto his fingers before he could pull away.

"Thank you, Elijah." You squeezed his digits, a warmth spreading through your chest at how his skin felt against yours. You hoped the forming heat you could feel on your cheeks wasn't visible to him.

"Anyone home!?"

The unexpected voice startled the both of you, causing you and Elijah to move your hands away from each other. You and he swivled your heads over to the footsteps you could hear coming from the direction of the entrance.

The head of a young looking man, features resembling Elijah, Kol and Finn, poked into the kitchen where you two were sat. His eyes were a striking baby blue, with prominent brows. His lips were spread in a resting smile.

"Henrik!" You turned to Elijah, who quickly stood from his stool, face lit up with a wide smile at the sight of his youngest brother.

You were quickly coming to love seeing Elijah's face like that, if your racing heart was anything to go by.

The younger man, Henrik, grinned just as widely and raced over the rest of the way to tackle his brother into a bear hug. The two men chuckled heartily and you couldn't stop the smile spreading across your face at seeing the genuine happiness both of them were exuding at the moment.

They parted after a moment, Elijah anchoring a hand to Henrik's shoulder, "Let me look at you!" He scanned his little brother top to bottom, "You've grown again over the last 8 months!"

Henrik laughed aloud and mockingly patted the elder's head, "Or is it that you've shrunk?"

Elijah chuckled at the reply and simply ruffled the young man's hair. He then moved aside, turning back to you and brought a hand to Henrik's back, bringing him forward, "Henrik, I'm sure you've heard of my new housekeeper?"

The youngest Mikaelson grinned at you, nodding as he uttered your name, "Of course I have. Nik told me all about you! It's so nice to finally meet you." He moved forward, outstretching his hand. You took it in yours and gave him a firm two shakes, "All good things, I hope."

He nodded enthusiastically, "For sure! Well, coming from Nik, it was all said with a hint of suspicion, but that's par for the course for him. Bekah and Reya are much more reliable and they couldn't stop singing your praises."

You laughed at his admittance, "I can't imagine what they'd praise me for."

His eyes widened, "Are you kidding, they said you make a mean chicken parmesan," his eyes turned downward, face sheepish as he looked up at you innocently, "I was kinda hoping to try it."

Oh, it seemed that Elijah was not the only one skilled in the 'puppy dog' look.

Your wide eyes looked over to Elijah, seeing his eyes dance with mirth and edge of his lips twitch with amusement.

You snorted, a look of exasperated endearment crossing your features as you looked back at Henrik, eyes narrowed with mock indignance, "I guess I can make it for tonight's dinner."

His face lit up instantly, excitement at the prospect of the rumored 'heavenly chicken parmesan', he pumped a fist into the air and turned around before you could change your mind about tonight's menu.

"I'll be in my room. See you in a bit!" Without looking back, he sped out of the kitchen, his hurried footsteps taking him to the staircase by the entrance.

"He's a bit brazen. I hope you can forgive him." Elijah's baritone broke the silence after Henrik's departure.

You looked at him. His eyes were still glued to where his baby brother had ran off, his face the picture of adoration for the whirlwind of energy that had just ran up the stairs.

You couldn't help but giggle, Elijah's eyes cutting to you at the sound, "There's nothing to forgive. I'm happy to serve. Although," your face turned contemplative as you turned away from him and walked toward the refrigerator, "I'll need to go make a grocery run. I ran out of mozzarella on Tuesday. And need to get some more basil. Actually, I could pair the chicken with some spaghetti. So, I gotta get another jar of sauce...hm, maybe two jars? I wonder how much Henrik eats. Probably two jars then. Oh and gotta get some extra chicken breasts..."

You continued to mutter different ingredients, seeming to have forgotten about Elijah's presence behind you. The action only caused Elijah's face to soften, his eyes following you closely, radiating warmth and tenderness.

He noticed that you tended to hyper-focus on a task that you deemed to be of utmost import. And it filled him with joy that you thought of tending to his siblings as important. You were hired as his housekeeper but that didn't stop you from attending to the wishes of his brothers and sisters. And you did so, not because they were his siblings, but because you genuinely wanted to help and provide in the way only you could.

The more and more he came to know about you the deeper and deeper he was falling in—

Wait.

Was he?

Was this...love?

*** Part 4

Author's note: Dun-dun-duuuuun! The L word!

[kumoriyami-xiuzhen]

Hakuoki Drama CD - Shimabara Disturbance Track 2 English translation

Heya, I know this is late... but my eye problems continued until the symptoms got better last Tuesday, on April 2nd. Long story short, I had difficulties keeping my eyes physically open without them feeling irritated or hurting after 6pm, which really cut away my time to translate for the past two weeks as I normally translate in the evenings, which didn’t help when I was actively cutting back on my screen time while that happened. Overall, my symptoms seemed to have cleared up for the most part since I started using Hypochlorous acid as recommended by my optometrist and I have thankfully stopped needing to walk around with a damp towel everywhere for relief. 

Anyway, I decided to post these as soon as I finish them to make up for the post-less March... I’m about a quarter way through track 3 (it and track 4 are over 10min), but I already have 5 and 6 done so it hopefully won’t take too long? I’m really sorry bout that!

Also, for various reasons, I've decided not to tag the characters for the rest of this drama for the time being. I'll tag them a week after I post the last track... if I remember to. 

Anyway, enjoy! 

Hakuoki Drama CD - Shimabara Disturbance Track 2: How to use reward money

Translation by KumoriYami

(pacing footsteps)

Saito: There's no need to worry about this myself, I'll just ask Yukimura directly. Thinking this, I came to her room... 

But, how do I say this? Isn't it strange to suddenly ask “do you want a a woman’s kimono?” Or should I indirectly ask about what can be done to make her feel happy? No, but not only that there’s....

(door opens)

Saito: Ah! Yu-Yukimura! No, I wasn't doing anything. Anyway, can I have some of your time? There's something I wanted to tell you...

Saito: Nn, then, excuse me.

(door closes)

Saito: Yukimura, um, ermhm... What I'm going to say isn't important, no, not only is it a trivial matter that doesn't matter at all... Um.... 

(footsteps from outside)

Harada: Hey, Chizuru, you there?

(Door opens)

Harada: Fu... Sorry, looks like you already have a guest? 

Saito: No, it's fine, you have something to speak about?

Harada: Ah, yeah, just now, what was her name? That girl named Sen came to visit. I'm sorry, Saito, can you bring Chizuru to see her? I have to go on patrol next.

Saito: I understand. Yukimura, let’s go.

..................

Sen: Chizuru-chan, long time no see! But it actually hasn't been that long. I wanted to see Chizuru-chan quite a bit. The Shinsengumi haven't been bullying you, right? Are you okay?

Saito:....

Sen: Everyone's been treating you well? Really? You're not saying that because of this person next to you?

Saito: I’m sorry, I can’t leave.

Sen: I know that, I just wanted to hear her honest words.

Saito: Uh, hn....  

Sen: In any case, Chizuru-chan can't lie. I still remember when you came to Shimabara. Truly, you're really someone who shines the more you get polished! It was really trough after that time. There were a lot of people asking who that geisha was. Hey, would you like to come again? Kimigiku would also like to see you again, you can wear a beautiful kimono again!

Saito: A beautiful kimono... 

[recalling]

(Heisuke:  If I had a lot of money, I would give Chizuru a beautiful kimono. She was very happy!)

Saito: Sure enough, Yukimura, she...

Sen: Well, please think it about it! You're always welcome!... Now that I've seen Chizuru-can's smile, I should be going back soon. 

Saito: Ah, uh... is that okay?

Sen: Yes, although I am a bit reluctant to, I really just came to see her today. Next time, let's go out for tea and chat! See you, Chizuru-chan!

(Sen gets up[?])

Saito: Wait, it's dangerous for a woman to go/leave alone. I'll accompany you.

Sen:, No it's okay. I grew up and Kyoto and will be taking a safe road/route back. 

Saito: I have something I'd like to talk to you about. Could I please escort you? 

Sen: Something to say to me?  I understand. Then, let’s go. 

..............

(walking on a road)

Sen: How long will it be before you are all willing to let Chizuru-chan go/When will you be releasing Chizuru-chan?

Saito: That’s abrupt. 

Sen: She's confined at your headquarters from morning til night, day after day, and even though she's a young woman, she can't even dress up, She's obviously worried about her father's situation but can't go looking for him. She must be feeling very anxious.

Saito:.....

Sen: Do you understand how cruel you all are to her?

Saito; We have our own circumstances. 

Sen:....

Saito: But, what you say is understandable. 

Sen: Eh.

Saito: I did say that I wanted to speak to you. I just want Yukimura to be able to dress in a beautiful kimono/I want Yukimura to wear a beautiful kimono [can be interpreted either way]. Would it be possible to borrow a room at Shimabara? If she goes there, she’ll be able to act as a woman as she wishes to

Sen: Ah, Chizuru-chan will definitely be happy! Then, leave all the preparations to me! I'll bring out our most beautiful kimono! I also have to tell Kimigiku about this too!

Saito: No, you don't have to go to that extent. Just prepare a room...

Sen: Just escort me here. I have to go back and start preparing...!

Saito: Hey, wait... listen to what I have to say... 

(their voices fade)

Kazama: I see. It looks like this will be very interesting...

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My personal bias says that Saito never lets go of Chizuru cuz they get married. xD

[stillmumu]

The world still goes around if you don’t talk. You do realise that, right?” For whatever ship you want

Planymphia again since you guys enjoyed it last time! <3

Plane finishes checking in the last of the guests and shuts her binder, standing up to head into the mixer. 

Her job for tonight is done, which is precisely why she prefers to man the lobby.

An hour of asking influencers their names and handing them the corresponding name tags? Heaven. She doesn’t even have to make small talk or pretend to care about their “niche.”

Morphine’s hovering by the finger foods, so Plane sidles up to her as she grabs a couple tomato-cheese skewers.

“Avoiding our guests?” She teases.

“You couldn’t pay me to mingle,” Morphine says, then jerks her chin towards the center of the floor. Plane follows her gaze, landing on the girl dressed in a familiar shock of all-yellow. “Hey, does Nymphia look… okay to you?”

Now that she mentions it, Nymphia does look more energetic than usual. Which is concerning, given that her usual energy levels already veer on the side of an over-caffinated manic episode.

“Who gave her crack?” Plane quips, tone acerbic.

“I’m being serious. She hasn’t slept in like three days, that’s not normal.”

They both watch as Nymphia zips around the party, chatting a mile a minute. She’s being loud enough that they can hear the ends of her sentences even from the other side of the room.

It’s not a disturbance, thankfully—she’s too charming for that. But Morphine’s right, it is concerning.

“…Shit,” Plane says. “Have you told her to take a break?”

“You think she listens to me?”

That’s fair. Convincing Nymphia of anything needs a more forceful approach that nobody but Plane is comfortable delivering.

Plane grabs a cup of punch off the table and starts towards Nymphia, catching her sleeve as she tries to escape away. 

“Uh-uh. Stay, drink this.”

Up close, Plane can see how the whites of her eyes have gone red, how her under-eyes are puffy and shadowy even under concealer. She's been working overtime trying to plan this event, and now the fatigue is catching up to her.

“You’re done for the night.”

“No, I still have work to do.”

“Morphine says you haven’t slept.”

“I’ll sleep tonight," Nymphia mutters, trying to squirm out of her grasp.

Absolutely not.

“The world still goes around if you don’t talk. You do realise that, right?” Plane snaps, a flash of anger rendering her words particularly pointed.

“There’s no one to take over for me, I gotta finish this shift.”

"Then these self-important narcissists can keep the energy up by themselves."

"You know that's not how it works."

Nymphia looks very small, all of a sudden, and quite tired, like all that false energy has drained out of her in one go. 

Plane’s cursing herself even as she opens her mouth to offer help. “Tag me in, I’ll cover.”

Nymphia’s the only person she’d even consider doing this for. And even then, it’s only because she’s clearly insane enough to run herself to the ground without outside intervention.

Nymphia bites her lip, like she's trying not to laugh. “Don't take this the wrong way, but. You?”

Even in this state, she's still got a smart-ass comment to make.

“I can be nice, I just choose not to be,” Plane says, offering her a small smirk. Then she pushes her in Morphine’s general direction. “Go.”

Can’t have her walking around like a zombie, scaring their guests away.

Morphine waves lazily, clearly gloating as she watches Plane paste a fake smile on her face to go schmooze.

Fuck her life.

[n-anon]

DisMay 2019 Timeline

this is highly inspired by Fins ( @fear-is-nameless)  timeline series, I noticed that no ones really gone and done a timeline (that I’ve seen) for the discord and youtube incidents of May 2019, so I’m gonna do it, about 4 years late, hooray :P

Hit the keep reading cuz this is gonna be long!

along with tagging fin I should probably tag @isas-theory-wall​ and @jselorekeeper​ for this

May 7th

So ironically we’re getting to the bottom of this, by starting with the video of ‘I’ll Get to the Bottom of This...’ Where, we have Jack, playing a 3 scary game video, but right in the first game, something goes wrong and we here a very distorted voice thanking us for our ‘contribution to the video/his death’

May 21st

The start of Observation! And just like that game, we get quite a lot of references sprinkled throughout, and a very concerning ending clip of Jack disappearing at the end after a bunch of symbols flash on screen, along with him mentioning he loves wormholes and space

Meanwhile in the discord a few hours after this, a channel called ‘cgzintom’ in zalgo opens up, and we see familiar faces talking, along with ‘Jack’ who doesn’t seem to know who they are (called BoopyDoopy at this time) after which Chase tells ‘Jack’ he needs to wake up, the chat is deleted:

The  ‘ cgzinotm‘ code was infamously solved by yours truly, as its a Shift Cipher that means ‘Watching’

May 22nd 

FNAF VR’s first part comes out, and while nothing is glitchy about the video, Jacks whiteboard in the background has a familiar number lineup of 101610 

which while formatted wrong, is very close to 10/10/16 aka Anti’s first appearance and birthday, also in fun RGB colors!

On the same date, Jack uploads part 2 of Observation, where he not only glitches into the intro but continuing the creepy endings, we get to see a slow r moving camera focusing on the ship, which is flooded with ominous red lighting, until a very familiar silhouette appears in one of the many glitches.

May 23rd

Jack uploads Observation Part 3! And we get a very familiar neck movement, and our favorite phrase. Time is Broken.

May 24th

FNAF VR again! But this time. Theres a very familiar face. Along with a very familiar wheeze

Oh but thats not all, if you guessed ‘whats next another weird discord thing?’ Then you’d be CORRECTTTT. (you see why this was called Dismay?) A few hours before Observation Part 4 is uploaded, the mods begin acting....A little strange. And Jack himself begins...glitching. And it keeps happening, right as part 4 is uploaded, so we’re split between lines-

the mods begin trying to corrupt the others....and ask odd questions

Lauralie appears to be okay...But not for long

Now lets get to the meat of the matter, aka Observation Part 4 after ALL of that, theres no going back now- and Jack himself? Stuck in a loop, along with the words ‘Bring Him’

May 27th

3 days later, everythings back to normal, the mods are fine, jacks fine- But whats this? FNAF VR part 3 with a steel chair??? Theres a code here too! as stated in my code guide earlier its ‘Big plans’ in Enigma

June 5th 2019

While technically not in May, the final part of FNAF VR (and this large saga) Was uploaded in which there was a code on the whiteboard yet again, this time in ASCII85, which translated to ‘you can’t look away’

[fernandoswarcrimes]

𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓼..

Sneak Peak.

Note: this is going to be part 3 in the PPP series

Tag list: @pitchandgrid @yourmom-lmao @dessxoxsworld @yellowscuderia @buendiabebeta​ @stillbreathin​ @flyingmushroomss @moneymasnn​@christianpulisic10 @pierre-gasssllyy @heavengirls111 @evans-dejong @hungryhungarian @glitterquadricorn @mariar31 @pitconfirmbutton @squirreljoe

Full chapter coming May 4th✨

Charles had taken Gracie on a day trip to Milan, figuring it would be harder to spot the two of them in the Italian city unlike Monaco, which was a very small and everyone practically knew everyone,

The two had met up with Pierre who offered to take them around to different spots, he knew Charles had seen them already but that the blonde princess hadn’t seeing as his bestfriend explained she didn’t get to get out much. He thought that was a bit sad.

Unlike Charles, Pierre could walk freely about Milan without swarms of people following him or crowding him which made it easier for the three to just have a calm day blending in with everyone else touring the city

They did normal tourist things, grabbed lunch, shopped and enjoyed just being normal people for a while, something the three of them didn’t get to do very often. By sunset everything was winding down and Charles knew he had to get Gracie back before ten because Dimitri could only stall for so long.

“We should probably head back soon, it’s getting late.” Charles sighed, he didn’t want to have to bring the bubbly blonde back to the confined walls of the place that overlooked the city they both grew up in but he knew he didn’t have a choice.

“Thank you again Pierre, for taking the time to hangout with us today it was really fun.” Gracie smiled as her and Charles walked out of the restaurant with the Frenchman, they had a bit of a ways walk back to Charles car so they chatted idly.

“It’s no problem really, Charles never shuts up about you. So it was great to offically meet you, us boys thought he was trying to pull a fast one over on us.” Pierre grinned when he saw how red Charles face got at him admitting that he had been talking about the blue eyed girl to the rest of the guys on the grid.

Gracie could feel Charles hand on her waistline, they were out in plain sight of the streets in Milan an had let it slip their mind that they were infact very public figures as people whispered as they walked past by.

It was a bad sign.

As they got closer to Charles car, Pierre stopped them so they could take a group photo. Charles hadn’t let them take any the whole day, more so just wanting him and Gracie to live in the moment but he figured one couldn’t hurt, to atleast rememember the fun they had today.

But Pierre being Pierre, absentmindedly posted the picture of the three of them on his Instagram story thinking nothing of it.

What the Frenchman didn’t realize was the domino affect that singular post would cause.

After Gracie had gotten into the car Charles gave Pierre a bro hug before feeling his phone vibrate as he walked around to his side of the car, he pulled the device out to check it and paled at the notification.

“Pierre you’ve got to delete that” the Ferrari driver stressed after realizing his bestfriend had posted the picture of the three of them and tagged him, Dimitri had warned him that nobody could know that he and Gracie were still hanging out outside of him, Alexei, and Annaslise.

Especially her parents.

A rule he had already broken by meeting up with Pierre, but he figured his bestfriend could keep this to himself if Mick and Lance had known her for years and never told a soul, but evidently not.

“Okay okay, my bad I didn’t know.” Pierre said as he quickly deleted the picture from his story two minutes after he posted it.

But unfortunately the damage had already been done.

Loose lips sink ships all the damn time, and love’s a fragile little flame that was going to get burnt out before it could even be fully lit.

[pidgecv]

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[patriciavetinari]

Okay FINE, I don't go out enough. Yes, I should be wasting money on alcohol and destroying my liver or paying insane prices for bottled water in order to find a mate. Sure. Let's say that is normal

First of all, I've done that. I've spent hours on a weekend sitting in bars or lounges in my sexiest dress, bored out of my mind. I did not get my phone out other than to check the time because being on your phone makes you less approachable. Yes, I read the advice. I smiled at strangers and strangled all my anxietes to make small talk if someone was ordering right beside me. None of that made any difference.

But then they say 'oh you shouln't go alone! Bring a friend! People will approach a couple of chatting girls easier than a lonely girl!'

Ok, I say. And immediately propose: 'Sure then, let's go iut Friday night!'

And all of a sudden:

Oh I have a netflix night planned with my partner, we're watching the Bear

Oh and the following weekend my parents are coming over

Oh and weekend after that we go out of town

Fantastic. Trully unironically happy for you. And my absolute favorite, a response when I ask a friend out:

Oh I can't, I'm going out with some friends.

This response neatly segregates me out as a not-friend-to-bring and ok, I can be grown up about this, people absolutely have the right to have separate groups of friends and they owe me nothing. But this illustrates my situation where I'm either 'going out more' alone or I'm not going out.

This will sound like a childish complaint once again, but I am rarely a priority to the friends I made in the last few years that physically live in the same city. They are good people and I understand and don't hold a grudge, but I'm also not exaggerating above when I say that even getting to tag along with someone is impossible.

And whenever I bring up the topic of where to meet people, the first 3 answers are always the insufferable trio: work-bar-nighclub. If you happen not to enjoy crowded sweaty spaces in covid times or loud music that is never your taste because you prefer string quartets – it's your own fault for being too 'quirky' and lonely as a consequence.

I understand that someone people need the advice of 'go out to eat on your own! Go to a museum date with yourself! Don't refuse experiences just because you're on your own!' and that's true but that's pretty much the only way I've been living my life. I go to restaurants, cafes, concerts, plays, movies, museums and galleries on my own. I keep smiling and attempting polite small talk with staff and other patrons, and helping when people drop things or get lost or can't find the restrooms. I'm not bragging, I just genuinely think all those are decent things to do and the old tune of trying to be what I want to see in others and how I want others to see me.

And nothing. This brings experiences: tasty food, art, music, stories, days lives learning and admiring, but absolutely no human connection. Nothig long term. I collect those moments when I talk to strangers for a minute – with no romantic or any kind of expectations – like little beads of human interaction that I have to stash away for later remeniscing because there's a deficit. I do things that I like on my own and face the world on my own with as much kindness as I can, and I attract noone with that.

And then I tell someone I'd like a romantic relationship some day, and they send me to a nighclub, to go with a friend which they are refusing to then be – the one to accompany me and show me the secret techniques of neurotypical thin people that collect phone numbers like a polished piano collects dust. I have to go alone, so far outside of my comfort zone that it becomes a discomfort zone (with an added touch of pandemic for the past four years), drown my anxietes in an overpriced cocktail, dance to shit music, then in three hours turn around and go home, commuting for an hour on famously safe night streets (although I have been told 'who'd want to rape you anyway?..' which was an outstanding way to make rape sound like a compliment). And I'm supposed to do that repeatedly, weekend after weekend, until it works. This is so miserable.

Or tinder. They also send me to tinder. Recently I was also told to go to a paid matchmaker. Which... Yeah.

Yeah the right answer is hobbies I guess, but theatre courses are expensive, and there are no chess clubs that would work with my commute or that accept new members. So.

[m-jelly]

Little bites

@kenkopanda-art <3 perfect banner <3

Pairing: Wolf!Levi x Human!Reader

Genre and tags: Wolf Levi, fluff, cute, cuddly Levi, possessive Levi, mentions of smut, mentions of knotting, dirty talk.

Concept: As you are out with your friends and Levi, people notice a bite on the back of your neck. Those who aren't wolves are confused, but wolf people begin to whisper and giggle about it. When you corner Levi and ask, he informs you that the bite is in the mating spot for making pups. You ask Levi to tone done the nips and bites because you're covered, but he just can't help himself when he gets excited around you.

You wandered into the pack base ready to pick up your mate. You smiled at people walking past, but you started to notice people whispering. You frowned a bit and heard giggles. You hurried to the waiting area and heard more laughter.

You looked over to two wolves to see they were pointing at your neck and chatting. You placed your hand on the back of your neck and remembered what was there. Levi had bitten you on the back of your neck in the heat of passion leaving a mark.

Last night, you and Levi had been play fighting on the floor in the living room. When you both play fight, it always led to Levi being very horny and you fucking. He'd been extra rough and playful last night. He'd rolled around with you for a while. You were sure that he'd been this way because you were in your most fertile state with your cycle.

You both had gotten rather turned on and it led to you making love against the floor. Levi had pinned you face down against the floor and pouded his cock into you. He'd covered your back in bites as he buried his cock deep inside you.

When things reached their head and you had cum enough times to satify you and Levi, he knotted you in place, poured his cum into you and bit down on the back of your neck as he held you in place. When Levi bit you, he drooled a little on you and growled so deeply that it sent a shiver through you.

Levi had lapped your wound after. He nuzzled you and kept knotted to you longer than normal. You'd enjoyed him holding you close. You loved the sweet moments you had together after. You lay together and just talked for a while before he started nipping your skin all over.

You jumped when Levi tackled you into a hug with his black fluffy tail wagging hard. "Oh, hello Levi. Sorry, was in my own world there."

He squeezed you. "Hi."

You hummed a laugh. "Hi."

He nuzzled the crook of your neck and inhaled. "I missed you."

You petted his head. "Missed you too."

He pulled back and smiled at you. "I thought about you all day."

You giggled. "That's cute. So, work okay?"

He nodded. "Was good. The pack is doing well and we made a few changes for the better."

"Great, so can I ask you something?"

"Anything!"

You hummed a laugh at how happy Levi was. "I just wanted to know why people are whispering about the bite on the back of my neck."

Levi's cheeks burned. "Ah."

You frowned. "What?"

He pouted a bit. "I'll tell you in private." He held your hand allowing him to pull you along to a little quiet spot. "The bite means you've been mated with the intention of pups in mind."

You blushed. "Oh...right...but we used protection."

He nodded. "We did, but the position we were in is for mating purposes to make pups. Wolves bite the back of our partners neck once we're knotted."

You huffed. "Basically this bite shows people that you and me have had sex and there was intention to have a pup?"

"Yes."

You put your head in your hands. "Okay...okay...well, I need to hide it." You put your hair down and moved it so the bite was covered. "There."

Levi pouted and whined at you. "But it looked nice."

"I don't want everyone seeing it and imagining me having sex."

Levi frowned a little. "Tch, don't want that."

You sighed. "Nor do I."

He whined. "But..." He huffed and hugged you. "Okay."

You rubbed his back. "Let's go home, okay?"

He nodded and walked with you. "Thank you for coming to collect me."

You entwined your fingers with Levi's. "Not a problem." You hummed a laugh. "I feel like a mum picking up her kid from school."

Levi growled. "Pup."

You blushed a little. "Levi, calm down."

He nuzzled the crook of your neck. "Little bunny."

"Don't you little bunny me." You pulled your keys out and unlocked the front door of the apartment. "You're naughty."

He slipped his shoes off and pouted. "I'm not."

You walked over to the kitchen and made two drinks. "Don't pout."

"I'm a good boy."

You handed him his drink. "Yup."

He put his drink down. "Please say it."

You put your drink down and opened your arms. "Yes, you're a good boy. Come here."

Levi lit up, his fluffy black ears perked up and his tail wagged. "YES!" He dove into your arms and hummed in happiness. "I'm a good boy."

You giggled as his tail wagged a lot. "You're the best of boys." You squealed when he nipped your neck all the way down to your shoulder. "Hey, what did I say about biting?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just so excited!"

You cupped his face and wiggled it. "You's adorable."

He smiled. "Thank you. Can we go play? I want to play."

You laughed as Levi ran to the living room, then back to you. "You have the zoomies?"

He blushed. "No!"

You grabbed the drinks and went to the living room. "Well, I think it's cute." You sat down and hummed as Levi ran around cleaning. "Pup? You coming to sit down yet?"

He jumped over the sofa and tackled you off it. "Play!"

You squealed at him. "I'm not play fighting with you."

His ears went back as he growled at you. "Play."

You sighed. "Alright, alright." You shoved him to the ground, then started rolling around with him on the floor. You grunted when he pinned you in place and started lightly biting you. "You sure do love biting."

He sniffed the crook of your neck. "It's a loving wolf thing. Bites mean I love you and want you."

"So, if I were to bite you, you'd feel wanted and loved?"

He nodded. "Pretty much."

You leaned up and nibbled on his ear. "Like that?"

Levi gasped and pulled away. He sat back as a blush adorned his cheeks. "S-Sensitive."

You giggled. "Oh, I'm gonna nibble on those ears!"

He jumped up. "No!"

You ran after him. "Come here you cute little wolf!"

"Bad bunny!"

Thank @ladycheesington for this and my obsession with Wolf Levi. Click here for her art on Wolf Levi

[valle-girl018]

Your prompt, should you choose to accept it...

Forum for talking to, about and around superheros. Kara has two, one for SG, and one for Kara. So does Lena, one for Lena and one for her anonymous side...

The problem happens when Lena needs to open up. And, well, SG has an AMA page, so... She does...

Alex told her it was a bad idea in the first place. One mis-click, one tiny detail of information, one post too many, can out her sercret as the caped crusader in red and blue. Kara did it anyway. One account for herself, Kara Danvers, cub reporter for CATCO magazine. And one account for the cities resident superhero, Supergirl.

Kara’s account took some time to gain traction, whereas Supergirls account blew up overnight. Millions of followers, thousands of DM's and all she did was post a short video of herself flying over the city, waving at her phone for a split second before accidentally dropping her phone, catching it mid-air, sighing when she looked at her phone to see the freshly cracked screen, and sheepishly asking if anyone knows a good phone repair store.

Alex kept saying to shut it down, J'ohn shrugged, saying something about it not being his monkey or is circus, Nia took a video for her own account as dreamer, of Supergirl , picking up a cold slice of pizza and just as she was about to take a bite she hesitated. Looking around for brief moment, Supergirl then laser-eyed the pizza slice until the cheese was bubbling, and finished the slice in 4 bites.(tagging Supergirl in the video of course)

Kara thought it was a fun way for people to get to ask a Kryptoian a question, and no matter how much Alex argued Kara set up an anonymous 'Ask me anything!' Button on her Supergirl page and let the questions roll in. She decided every Thursday night she would answer questions on a live stream from the clouds or a skyscraper rooftop, and show the world the hidden part of herself.

Everything went smoothly until, maybe 3 weeks in.

She didn't know why, or if the universe hated her and wanted to watch the world burn, but tonight was a...different...difficult live stream.

"You saved me last weekend. How can I ever repay you? 😛😘"

Kara stared at the question on the screen. The floods of hearts and crying laughing emojis queuing her in on how this wasn't a normal question.

"This sounds like the beginning of a porno"

" thirsty Thursday amirite?"

"I have no money, but what if I can pay you in...something else?"

"Bow chicka wow wowwww"

The more she read the comments the harder she blushed and she soon found herself hovering in the sky, legs crisscrossed, and free hand pressed to her lips in a way that the chat on the live stream could only interpret as " Oh God what have I done?".

"So, well, no payment needed. Just glad I can help. I don't understand the winking but I don't think I want to get into that so...happy to help!" Supergirl answers after a full three minutes of blushing. She quickly presses the next button to read the next question.

"The feminine urge to get railed my Supergirl in a her outfit with the skirt. Could you oblige?"

She curses in kryponese. She curses so fast and so harsh that the live stream chat practically vomits crying laughing and heart emojis. She's suddenly regretting this live stream, the account, and the damned 'Ask Me anything button'.. if Alex could see her now.

"I, uh, well," Kara stammers as the view count ticks past 100,000 people. "So, the thing is-"

"Railed with the pants tho!!"

"LOL someone forgot to screen her questions..."

"Can I volunteer? Wait..hold on..can..wait.. hold on...both? Can I have? Hold on..."

"Supergirl strikes me as a bottom actually..."

"A bottom? Why would you-" Kara almost face palms . She knew reading the chat comments could be trouble. The chat suddenly floods with a flurry of " SUPERTOP" and "SUPERSUB" and Kara regrets 100% of her life choices.

" Listen guys, I'm, well I actually prefer, okay uh." Kara shakes her head, almost caught herself answering the wrong question. "The skirt is in storage. Sorry." She finishes with a blush so red she fears it will never go away. She presses the next button, hopefully the next question will be more tame.

"I want to lick your biceps. Send tweet."

"Oh my Rao, you have the wrong platform." Kara rushes to say and taps the next question button.

"The next time you save me im asking you out on a date FYI."

The chat erupts in emojis, and comments are flashing on the screen so fast Kara can't attempt to read them for more than 2 seconds. She screen is so bright from the messages and the emojis, she briefly drops her phone but thankfully manages to get back in her grasp.

"Oh Rao, who even are you?!" She squeaks at her phone.

"Damn I wish that were me."

"The gays are absolutely feral tonight."

"Do you think she has abs of steel??????"

Kara’s about to hit next when she phone buzzes with a text from Alex.

"Told u so. SHUT IT DOWN. BTW lol...ur face"

"Oh no!" Kara horrifically fake gasps. "There's been a crime!" She pretends to hear sirens. "Sorry everyone! Gotta go find a date! I mean- get a date! SAVE! Save my date! -Rao take me." Kara sighs and lowers her phone away from her camera screen. She feels her blush burn her cheeks as if they were on fire. She takes a deep breath and lifts her phone up again. " I-" Kara groans as she reads a few chats about "gay panic" and decides to just be done with this horrendous live stream. "I can't even try to come back from that. Sorry everyone I gotta go" she says as the view counter ticks past 400,000.

Kara ends the live stream and starts to fly towards the DEO. As she flys past L-corp she can't help but notice the sound of a familiar voice thats shes 90% positive belongs to Lena Luthor, cry laughing so hard that she ends up struggling to breathe.

[bastillewolf]

Shinigami Eyes (II)

Pairing: Corpse Husband / Reader

Summary: After you distastefully kill Corpse in a game of Among Us, he wants you to make it up to him and invites you to come over for the week.

Notes: Thank you so much for the love on the previous chapter, I’ve never gotten this many notes before. I hope you enjoy, and maybe leave an ask if you want to? I can’t promise I have time to do them, but I’ll pick out a couple.

Also, I might rewrite this. I kinda rushed it because I wanted to finish it by tonight, but there will be a final and third chapter to this afterwards. Please do let me know what you think.

Tag list CLOSED!

Shinigami Eyes - Pt. II

5… 4… 3… 2… 1…

Impostor

You were teamed up with Sean.

Your fist violently slammed down on the desk. “Goddammit! I don’t want to be impostor anymore! This game has no compassion for my poor nerves.” It was the third time in a row now, and you were really craving to do normal tasks now without all the scheming. “Fuck it, I don’t care if they kill me. I’m just gonna do my thing without thinking about it.”

You decide to follow Toast for a bit to watch him do some task. You kill him in Laboratory. You vent back to Launchpad and take your time walking towards MedBay while the kill button restores. You meet up with Corpse, and follow him while pretending to do wires in the Y-hallway. You watched the green bar go up, and continued. Sabotaging and then fixing lights, you made sure your place with Corpse was settled. Then the body of Lily was reported.

As you expected, Corpse easily vouched for you as he’d seen you do a task. The round was skipped, though Rae was sussed for ‘chasing’ Sean, by his own words.

“Corpse, you’ve grown weak,” you muttered to chat.

You were in Greenhouse, and decided it would be best to kill him there and sabotage Reactor. “Sorry baby, but I can’t keep following you around.” You quickly set off Reactor and murdered him in front of the plants. “Your blood shall keep the plants hydrated.” You did an evil laugh. “Pretty sure that’s not how it works, though.”

You vented down to MedBay and as you walked out you met up with Rae. She’d be the vouch who would confirm you weren’t anywhere near Greenhouse. “I’ll just have to fix my own sabotage so they’ll never suspect me.” You helped her with the handprint, and noted Sykkuno and Felix being there. Sean sabotaged lights, you killed Sykkuno, and ran out to follow Lily into Laboratory. Felix reported the body.

“Holy shit,” Rae gasped. So far, five people had died. You only needed to kill one more person. “It was Felix!”

“Wait, what?” the man in question asked. “I was fixing Reactor!”

She mentioned that only you, Sykkuno, Felix and herself had been there and that you’d helped her do handprint. “Sykkuno must have fixed it, and then you killed him!”

Sean asked if you’d seen anything.

“No, the lights were out. I followed Rae into Laboratory after the scan.” Your voice didn’t tremble or raise, a tactic you’d taken up from the best lair in the group. Well, the one who was now dead. Oops. “I haven’t seen Felix this entire game, though.”

He was evidently at a loss for words, so the group was quick to vote for him.

Pewds was ejected.

Victory.

You thanked Sean for a good game who was laughing his ass off. “I can’t believe you did Corpse like that! Poor guy!”

“I deadass thought you were innocent,” Corpse replied, “I’m hurt.”

“Why do you still sound dark and menacing when you say something like that?!”

You agreed with Sean heartily, “He’s just salty I’ve bested him at his own game.”

“Hey now, no need to actually insult me.”

The group laughed. You decided to call it for the night, right before Corpse did the same.”

 ***

He was calling you again. “What is it this time, you salty?”

“Salty? Nah, never,” he said, but you weren’t convinced.

“Then why you calling?”

“What, I can’t call my friends after playing a nice round of Among Us?”

“Not when you lost the game and you call the person who you lost to. Kinda sus, dude.”

“Alright, maybe a little salty.” You smirked.

“Aw, you need me to make it up to you?”

He laughed. “What did you have in mind?”

A bunch of thoughts, most not rated PG-13, crossed your mind. You were suddenly starting to feel uncomfortable. This was probably just something innocent, which got twisted in your fucked-up mind. You shrugged, “Uh… I don’t know.”

“I got an idea.”

“What is it?”

“Come over this week. You said you needed a break, right?”

“That sounds more like you’re doing me a favour instead of me making it up to you.”

“I don’t have any friends. You’d be making it up to me by being the first physical person here in years. I usually don’t invite people over.”

“Wow, I’m flattered. So, you don’t consider me to be your friend after all?”

“You know that’s not what I meant,” he chuckled.

“Sure, sure. Tell me that again when my presence suddenly brightens your life making you not want to get rid of me, ever.”

“I’ll keep it in mind.”

 ***

You walk through the gates following a hoard of people, all the while still feeling drowsy from not getting any sleep during your flight. At least you didn’t have any turbulence and landed safely. Glancing around here and there with no result, you figured Corpse would be waiting outside, until you spotted a figure clad in black a little ends away by the escalator. You were glad you were still awake enough to have found him, because he appeared to silently linger halfway behind a fern.

At least, you hoped it was him. The only indications were his clothes, mask and dark hair. You saw him run a hand through it, and identified the chipped black nail polish and familiar rings. Oh yea, that was him alright.

He seemed to be paying more attention to the floor until he saw two feet appear in his line of sight. “Hey,” you awkwardly greeted. A bit taken a back, he replied, “Oh, wow. Hey.” A mask was covering the bottom of his face, but as far as you could see his eyes were a very dark shade.

“Wow?” you repeated. He chuckled, scratching the back of his head. “Yea, sorry. It’s a compliment.” You held your elbow out in a safe-distance gestured hello, but he shrugged you off. “You’re gonna be staying with me anyways.” Suddenly in a daze, you felt him wrap his arms around your waist and instantly hugged him back. His baggy sweater felt warm and soft to the touch, and strands of hair tickled your face. You very much tried to repress your smile and blush, but how could you? Hugging someone wasn’t supposed to feel this good. When he pulled back he reached down to take your suitcase from you. “I don’t own a car, is it okay if we take a cab?”

“Y-Yeah, of course,” you stuttered, “But it’s on me. Same with food and stuff.” “Don’t worry about it,” he chuckled. “No, you’re letting me stay with you and a hotel would’ve been a lot more expensive than this. It’s my treat.” “Yeah, we’ll see.” He gave you a look and even with the mask you could tell he was smirking underneath it.

It’s about half an hour drive to his apartment complex, and it’s rather nice. “All that YouTube money paying off, huh?” you asked in amusement. “You’d know,” he replied. You insisted on carrying your suitcase up the stairs yourself, which he silently shook his head at, until after a few flights he noticed you struggling and settled on carrying the thing in between the two of you. “How many clothes did you bring?” “Oh, it’s mostly filled with bricks I might need to throw at your head.” He laughed at that.

His apartment was simple, but cosy. “Home sweet home,” he said, almost sarcastically. You furrowed your brow at him. “I’m sure you could’ve had it a lot worse.” He reluctantly agreed.

He helped you set down your luggage in what appeared to be his bedroom, where the curtains were still closed and the black bedsheets fresh. He had a few pieces of fanart up on his wall, and some on his closet. You turned to him and gave him a look. “You’re not sleeping on the couch.”

He quickly shook his head, “You’re not sleeping there. If you won’t let me sleep on the couch I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“If you’re sleeping on the floor, I’m sleeping on the floor.”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that,” he murmured. “What?” “Nothing.”

He suggested playing video games as you were both too tired to do anything else. You’d landed quite late yet were still confused about what time it actually was. Flying is weird. You hopped onto his couch and grabbed a controller.

He sat down next to you, but suddenly seemed tenser than before.

“You okay? You can just go to sleep if you want to.”

He shook his head, “Nah, I don’t sleep a lot. It’s fine.”

You didn’t stop looking at him, though. He was still wearing that mask. “You don’t have to take it off, if you don’t want to. I understand if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“It’s not that, I just…” He took a deep breath. You hadn’t expected him to take it off then and there. You stared at him, your mouth slightly agape, controller barely held by your numb hands.

“Disappointed?”

It was as if he was expecting you to make a face or something, but you didn’t give him anything, except for a blatant “Nope” and an “Are we gonna play now or what?”

“You don’t have anything else to say?”

You shrugged, and looked him up and down again. “You’re kind of what I imagined you to be.”

“What’s that?”

“Handsome.”

Neither of you could stop smiling for the rest of the night.

You eventually forced him to sleep in his own bed, even going as far as to shove him into the room and keep your weight against the door so he couldn’t get out, so he eventually relented. “Inviting you here was a mistake.” “How come? All I’ve done so far is look after you!” “You’re a nightmare.”

You mostly stayed in for the week, which you didn’t mind at all. Being in such a closed-off environment with someone you got along with was nice. He attempted to get you to lift the weights in his room and succeeded for around fifteen minutes until you nearly dropped a dumbbell on your foot. You ordered take-out from his favourite restaurant, watched horror movies until you adapted to his sleeping schedule because you were too scared to close your eyes now, and even streamed a bit together with your friends.

“Wait, is Corpse with you?” Rae had asked.

“No, I’m at Corpse’s. He’s sitting across from me so I can’t see his screen but we’re gonna have to share the Discord unless you want to hear an echo.”

“Ah, man! You got to see his face, too?” Sykkuno whined.

“Stop simping, Sykkuno. You get enough attention from him already.”

“Don’t worry, I still love you,” Corpse said.

“Huh?”

It was probably a good thing that you got teamed up again, because you could indeed start to see his hands shaking right as the word ‘impostor’ appeared on the screen. You reached over and stroked it with your thumb. He smiled gratefully back at you.

“Just please,” he pleaded later that day, “Sleep in the bed. If only for one night.”

“No. I’ve heard about and now seen your sleeping habits. If you take the couch you’re never going to get any sleep.” You made a real effort to show him how comfortable you were – even though your back had started to hurt already after the first night – by crawling underneath your blanket and rubbing your head into the soft pillow. He snorted.

Next thing, you feel yourself being lifted by an arm underneath your knees and one around your back. “Corpse! Put me the fuck down!” you shrieked. You knew he lifted weights, but how the hell did he still have the energy as an insomniac? He ungracefully dropped you onto the matrass and turned the lights off. “Good night.”

You quickly got hold of the back of his hoodie before he could leave and pulled. He fell down next to you with a low huff. “Fine, I’ll sleep in the bed. But only if you sleep here too.”

“I snore.”

“Don’t care.”

For some reason, there wasn’t any tension or awkwardness. You were comfortable, and the soft rhythm of his breathing seemed to soothe you. He called out your name, to see if you were still awake.

“Hm?”

“…Thanks for coming over.”

“Any time.”

This was how you would spend the rest of the nights, and whenever either of you woke up suddenly curled up around the other, you didn’t mention it or move away from it. It was the first time in years Corpse got a few nights of complete rest.

[silversatoru]

Hi, I just finished burdens and OML 🥺🥺🥺

May I request some sort of megumi x reader continuous where the reader ends up becoming a powerful sorcerer (or a cursed spirit👀 whichever you’d like tbh) megumi and the reader somehow cross paths again a little while after the break up and he witnesses her fighting for the first time? I just know that boy would fall in love all over again but she’s moved on and he feels guilty and just angst? And maybe fluff idk. I’m new to requests so I hope I did this right, thank you so much❤️❤️

burdens pt. 2

a/n: hello, part two of this not-so-lovely story is finally here. every single one of you is allowed one free punch to my face for taking so long to write it,,, i’m so sorry. this is its fourth rewrite and it got a little darker than expected but it’s finally done,, i hope you enjoy <3

fushiguro megumi x f!reader

synopsis: you finally see megumi again at the kyoto sister school goodwill event

tags/warnings: angst, some graphic depictions of violence, character death

word count: 3k

“Do you know how tired I am of watching the people I love die? Things would be so much easier for me if you just stayed the fuck away”.

Megumi’s bitter words were on repeat in your head — the harshness of his voice leaving a hollow feeling carved into your chest. Tear-stained cheeks and shaky breathes had become your new normal these past few days. Tight, sharp pains filled your empty stomach, waves of nausea coursing through your body.

You’ve had no motivation to get out of bed lately, nevermind to shower or cook yourself a proper meal — honestly, for all you cared you could rot away in your blanket filled bed. You checked your phone like a fiend too, thinking that eventually, a miraculous text from Megumi would appear and make everything better. It never did.

He’d completely ghosted you since that dreadful day, and that hurt more than anything. You’d held onto a sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe, he hadn't meant what he said. But as the days continued to pass, your hope quickly dwindled.

To say your current state was shameful was putting it lightly, and you were embarrassed at how poorly this was effecting you. You liked to think that you were strong, motivated, independent — that you didn't need some douchebag just to feel happy. But truth be told, breakups are fucking hard, and it's okay to not be okay for a while — or at least that's what you kept telling yourself.

So when you were trudging miserably down the street to your local convenience store and you saw a familiar pair of jujutsu sorcerers, you wanted desperately to sink into the ground. You made a quick turn to head to a different shop, but it was too late, you were spotted.

“y/n! hey!” Two lighthearted voices sang through the air, filling your ears and making your heart clench in your chest.

You turned around and anxiously approached them, your unkempt hair and baggy eyes sending looks of concern across their faces.

“Hey girl, you good?” Nobara shot you a sideways glance, Maki raising a suspicious eyebrow.

“Yeah, uh, ice cream,” You croaked, speaking for the first time in a couple days, “I’m here for ice cream, that’s all”.

“Yeah, but why do you look like a fucking zombie?” Maki pushed her eyeglasses further up her nose, her sharp eyes looking you up and down.

“Ah, he didn’t say anything to you guys, did he?” You shook your head, heavy eyes falling to ground as you refused to meet theirs.

“Don’t tell me…” Nobara’s face contorted, “Did he break up with you?”

You nodded, a pitiful chuckle falling from your lips, because if you didn’t laugh, you’d start sobbing right now.

Maki threw her arm around your shoulder, pulling you to her side and ushering you into the store, “It’s okay, men suck. Hang out with us today”.

Meanwhile, Nobara trailed quickly behind the two of you, anger seething from her teeth and steam practically billowing out of her ears.

“That fuckhead! I swear I’ll fuck his shit up big time, he won’t even know what fucking hit him. I knew that boy was stupid but shit, this is a whole new low for him! I-,” She continued to ramble and rant as Maki led you through the store, picking out drinks and snacks to help ease your pain.

The three of you ended up in a nearby park, sitting around a small picnic table and gorging on the massive array of snacks. Lighthearted conversation and lots of food make your chest ache a little less, and you even found yourself laughing and chatting as if things were normal. You’d told the two of them all about that day, about Megumi’s irrational words and his tragic breakdown that led to some kind of fucked-up break up sex.

“So, how are we gonna get back at him? Egg his car? Put bleach in his shampoo? Bugs in his food? God - it’s a shame his dad is dead because from the pictures I’ve seen that man was FINE and revenge sex—,”

“Nobara,” Maki shot her idiot girlfriend a dirty look, and the orange-haired girl quickly shut her mouth, “As much as I support any idea that revolves around ruining a man’s day, I don’t think revenge is the healthiest coping strategy here”.

You were tracing your eyes around Maki’s face as she spoke, and you found yourself carefully inspecting her purple glasses that rested softly on the bridge of her nose. And that’s when it clicked, the light bulb ignited in your head and you knew exactly what you wanted to do.

“Maki,” your voice was urgent, “You don’t have cursed energy, you can’t even see them without your glasses!”

Her face twisted and her nose scrunched, a look of distaste in her eyes, “I know?”

“So, you could teach me, right? You could help me learn how to use some cursed weapons?”

“Yeah! You have to Maki, then she can beat his ass with me,” Nobara chimed in.

“That’s not a bad idea actually,” Maki’s mouth formed an evil grin, “Could you imagine his face after watching you exorcise a curse?”

The three of your conversed for a bit longer, speculating and potting about training, weapons, and your very own pair of curse-seeing glasses. By the end of the night you had a plan, and a pretty good one if you say so yourself.

From that day on, teary eyes and achy hearts were a thing of the past, not because it was that easy to get over Megumi, but because Maki didn’t even allow you the time to feel dismal anymore. You met her everyday after classes without fail, and everyday she would train you until you thought your arms would fall off. After months and months of sore muscles, sweat, and the occasional injury, you were convinced that Maki was incapable of feeling pity or remorse for other living things. Every time you speculated about quitting, she’d set a fire under you, unafraid to remind you how weak you still were.

The green-haired sorcerer had ultimately decided that you worked best dual-armed -- a long, lightweight blade in each hand. On your final day of training, she officially gifted the two swords to you, as a “graduation” gift.

Skill-wise, you were by no means as incredible Maki, but you definitely held your own, and the progress you’d made in a mere 8 months was astronomical. They’d introduced you to a strange silver-haired man at some point, Gojo, who had taken not only an interest in you but also your plot against your ex-boyfriend. He cackled to himself when you told him why you were here, going on and on about how priceless Megumi’s face would be when he saw you.

Your appearance was highly anticipated, so why not debut at one of the biggest jujutsu events all year? The Kyoto Sister School Goodwill Event — Gojo thought it was the most perfect idea.

You tried hard to exude confidence as you walked at Nobara and Maki’s sides, but behind your arrogant facade your stomach was twisting itself into knots. Truthfully, you were scared to see Megumi again after so long.

And when your eyes met with his as you walked into the meeting room, you thought you just might pass out. You thought you were ready for this — but the look of complete shock, fear, and anger on his face as he looked you up and down almost made you regret all of it.

“What’s going on?” Megumi’s words were incredibly calculated, an edge on his voice.

His question was pointless, however, because judging by the fact that you were wearing a jujutsu tech uniform and had two swords sheathed at your sides could only mean one thing. Your hair was longer now too, and your frame was wider with an extra layer of muscle from all the training — you almost looked like a different person.

“I’ve been training with Maki, I-,” You spoke up to explain yourself, but you weren’t even granted the opportunity.

“No, no, Maki, what the hell did you do?” His eyes were shaky and laced with concern.

“I only did what she asked me to. I’m not the one who gave her a complex about being weak, you did that,” Maki shrugged, “and she’s not your girlfriend anymore dude, what do you care?”

Absolute confliction flashed through his eyes, uncertainty and madness swirling in his irises, “You’re right, I don’t care. Let me know when the event is starting”.

He took a sharp turn out of the room and let the door slam a little too hard behind him. The sound of his icey voice and the door shutting with unkind force was all too reminiscent of the night you broke up. Burying every emotion you had deep into your stomach you gave Maki a small, reassuring smile and plopped down on one of the couches.

“Alright, so when does this thing start?”

after the start of the event

Fighting the Kyoto students was proving to be much harder than you initially expected, but you were holding your own at Maki’s side. The two of you had easily taken down a small, kind, blue haired girl named Miwa, and now you were watching an emotional battle between Maki and her sister unfold.

Wait here, she’d told you, I want to do this one myself. Take some notes on my form and watch our backs, okay?

Okay, you’d said, a little confused but ultimately finding a nice spot up in a thick tree to carefully observe from. Maki was truly a force of nature, and it seemed like the other girl never actually had a chance of winning. It was honestly only a few minutes before the small black, haired girl was slumped against a tree and Maki was making her way back to you. Things were looking good, two of Kyoto’s student’s were down already and adrenaline was pumping through your veins.

You couldn't quite shake the awful feeling churning in your stomach though, and Megumi’s face was haunting your thoughts. You hadn’t seen him since before the event started, when an odd, pink haired boy jumped out of a box and freaked everyone out. Nobara had later explained who he was and what had happened, and you wondered how many awful surprises Gojo had planned today -- first you, then that.

A small rumble rippled under your feet, and Maki grabbed your arm as you watched a giant brown vine lurch it’s way out of the ground a few hundred yards in the distance.

“That technique doesn’t belong to anyone from Kyoto,” She shot you a look of concern and determination, “let’s go check it out”.

You gave her a firm nod, the two of you making your way towards the horrifying wooden vines. By the time you managed to arrive, Inumaki was already down and so was a dark-haired boy from Kyoto. A muscular, white curse with black markings and wooden branches for eyes was moments away from taking Megumi on all by himself — thank god you got here in time to help.

Megumi, however, was horrified when he saw you jump over the tall roofed building with Maki at your side. He’d just watched two incredible sorcerers get their shit rocked by this curse, there was no way you would stand a chance against this thing. But before he could even try to stop you, you and the green-haired sorcerer were flying through the air and taking shots at the curse. The two of you worked perfectly in sync, the months of daily training finally paying off.

He watched with intent glazed over his eyes, his heart threatening to lurch up his throat. You were a spectacle, and he always thought you were beautiful but seeing you now with dirt and blood stained clothes, cursed weapons gripped firmly in your hands, you truly were ethereal. He hated it though, he hated that he was falling in love with you all over again, especially under these circumstances. Guilt and anxiety was eating away at him — why did you have to get involved? Why couldn’t you have just stayed away like he told you to?

He was quick to join the two of you, sticking close to your side to protect you if need be — but, even with all three of you together the curse still had the upper hand. Maki had been swatted to the side, her back slamming hard against one of the tiled roofs and knocking her unconscious. It was down to just the two of you now, beads of sweat causing your hair to uncomfortably stick to the back of your neck. This was something that Maki’s training could have never prepared you for.

Megumi was getting tired, taking one wrong step and losing his footing momentarily. The curse saw this as a perfect window of opportunity, sending a spiral of vines and branches hurling for Megumi. It was fast, but the adrenaline coursing through you helped you to move faster, launching yourself through the air and intercepting the attack. The barky, wooden vines twisted violently through your stomach, shooting clean through your back and ripping a violent scream from your throat.

It hurt so bad, feeling the plant wriggle through your organs and tear you apart from the inside out. The curse retracted his vine a few moments later, leaving your mangled body to fall helplessly to the roof. Tears rippled from your eyes, your body shaking and seizing as you coughed up a few sprays of blood.

A long, strong pair of arms scooped you up instantaneously, and your head was resting against a firm chest — probably Megumi, but you didn’t quite have the energy to open your eyes to check.

“We’ll take it from here, get her to Ieiri!” You heard a pair of deep voices yelling to Megumi, but it was too foggy and far away for you to understand what they were saying.

Megumi was seething with anger, moving as fast as his feet could carry him and he ran through the school. As you waved in and out of consciousness, you batted open your eyes, stealing quick glances at his twisted features and — were those tears on his face?

“I- I’m sorry Megumi… I think I finally understand what you were so afraid of all this time,” Your voice was barely a croak, “when I saw it coming, I couldn’t stomach the thought of having to watch you die. I suddenly just thought I would do anything to keep you safe”.

Yeah, those were definitely tears, you could see them a little clearer now. His eyes were red and his cheeks were dried with salty streaks.

“You’re so thick-headed,” he mumbled, his grip around you tightening slightly as he picked up his pace, “I wish you would have made that realization before there was a giant hole in your stomach”.

“Me too,” You hummed, but you weren’t really in any pain anymore. The pain had subdued to a sweet warm sensation inside your stomach, and an intoxicating sleepiness was washing over your head, “I was angry for a long time, but I’m not mad at you anymore, Gumi. I hope you can forgive me too”.

You offered him a tiny smile, but the blood leaking from between you keeps made it anything but sweet.

“There’s nothing to forgive you for, you never did anything wrong,” He spoke quickly, his voice quiet and cracking.

“No, but we’re not gonna make it to Ieiri, I know that and so do you,” You fell into a violent fit of coughs again, sputtering red splatters all over the front of his uniform.

“Shut up”.

“It’s not your fault, none of it was ever your fault,” you choked out once the fit of coughs subsided — and you weren’t just talking about yourself, you were talking about all of the unfortunate tragedies he’d witnessed throughout this life.

“And you’re allowed to be selfish sometimes, you know? I hope that when you meet someone, your soulmate even, you can allow yourself to love them with every part of you”.

The words painfully left your lips, but you meant every single one of them. You were starting to realize that you and Megumi were never meant to make it to the end. You weren’t his soulmate, you were here to help him grow, so that when he did finally meet them he’d be ready.

“You deserve to be loved, Megumi,” You looked up at him with big eyes, but his face was starting to get really fuzzy now.

Your fingers were going numb and your mouth felt like it was filled with sand. You were so tired, letting your eyes flutter shut and your head rest softly against Megumi’s chest. You felt him stop running, you could even hear him screaming at you — but it was too far away for you to hear. You drifted closer and closer to eternal sleep, your soul swollen with love for the boy who broke your heart.

Megumi didn’t even feel sad when you stopped breathing in his arms — he just felt hollow. More empty and broken than he’d ever thought possible. You were the most incredible person he’d ever met — someone with extreme motivation, who acted with no fear or hesitation, who always had love to give, even when he didn’t deserve it. He’d never forget you, not for as long as he’d live anyway.

Even when he did meet a new girl a few years later — a compassionate, brave girl, who reminded him a lot of you — he wouldn’t forget. He wouldn’t forget your words and for the first time in his life he’d let his walls down for her. He’d allow himself to truly love, and be loved in return.

And maybe you were right, maybe he did deserve to be loved like this, because god, he finally feels whole again when she’s around. He just wishes you were still here so he could say thank you.

[pure-kirarin]

Slow & Steady [P2] [Sabo x f!reader] (+18)

Genre : Romance - Smut - Bestfriends to lovers General warnings : Alcohol consumption - Dark themes - Swearing - S m u t - possessiveness - Mention of ex-relationships - jealousy

A/N : This is really different from my usual writing style but I am experimenting. Please tell me your thoughts and don’t hesitate to ask to be added to the tag list :) AO3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/31877203?view_full_work=true

In the last chapter --  «-Enough playing now, you're going to sleep. -B-but ! This wasn't what I asked for....You're really a coward after all...You virgin... » He carried you to his room, putting you on the bed and sitting next to you. «-I'd love to prove you wrong. However, it would be better if you were in a state where you'd be able to recall how good I am. If you want me to fuck you this badly then maybe ask me when you're sober.

Part I - Part II

Part II  -Yeah yeah...Pff..You're no fun Sabo. Things were finally getting interesting ! »

He smiled seeing that you were now calmer. You started to yawn and bury your face in his pillow. He loved to see you getting so comfortable in his room. He really needed a cold shower after your little show.  -Goodnight (Y/N). I'll sleep on the couch. You can get comfortable. -Are you crazyy ? You gonna leave me alone like this ? Let's sleep together~ -Come on (Y/N), you're a big girl. You could sleep alone for one night, would you ? Translation : I don't want to spend the whole night with a semi. And you're dangerously flirty, and I have wanted you for years and now I have to abstain.

-Pleaaaase. You said looking at him with puppy eyes. He rolled his eyes placing a hand in his hair. God.damn.it.

You won again. Like every time. * * *  You opened your eyes hardly next day, feeling something hard against your thigh. You looked at the ceiling

Oh...I am not in my room...Where the fuck am I ?

you turn around only to discover the embodiment of Adonis to your side. A light beam was lighting up Sabo's face. He looked like an angel as his beauty couldn't be that of a human.

Was he always this handsome ?

You didn't know, in fact, you have never had the occasion to wake up in his bed. Wait, in his bed ? This realization came slowly as your head was still foggy from yesterday's consumption.

You looked down, the thing that was pressing against your leg was indeed :

his thing.

You frowned, blushed, pulled away, put a hand on your lips repressing an internal scream, all of this in around three seconds. You then tried to calm down, telling yourself that it was very normal for a man to experience this kind of morning unconviniences, and that Sabo was a man, after all. Even if  you have always seen him as a bestfriend, he was still a man that is capable of physical attraction.

Now that this internal monologue was done with, you felt a bit calmer, but that didn't answer your question. You got out of bed, trying to recall what happened after going in the bar. And it came back. All of it. Without any mercy for your feelings.

You wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Your only wish was to disappear which meant : calling Nami. You headed out of the house, not even having the courage to face your bestfriend.

« Namiiiii -Uh ? What's the matter ? -I fucked up. I fucked up really bad. -Oh yeah ? Tell me about it. -Wait, why do you seem excited ? -O-oh I'm not excited. Come on tell me. What else could you have possibly done ? -I asked Sabo to fuck me. -Wait what ? You could hear Vivi ask Nami about what happened and her answering « She asked Sabo to fuck her ». -Nami ! Don't go on telling everyone about this. I'm on my way. -For starters, Vivi isn't « everyone », she's my girlfriend. And I'm here waiting for you to tell me what happened. -Wait, I'll come at your place. This can't be discussed over the phone. »

You hung up on her. Ten minutes later, you were at her place. Extremely confused. Nami was painting her nails bright red on the bed while Vivi was sitting comfortably on a chair. You let your whole body weight fall on a lounge pug, tourmented.  «-So tell me how you and Sabo ended up fucking. She emphasized the last word in a way that made you almost choke on air.  -We didn't actually. Nami and Vivi both sighed in a synchronized « Ah » of disappointment. -So hmm...I don't remember clearly. I was really drunk-- well that you're aware of and...And Sabo didn't want to leave me alone so we went to his place. Ace was at Thatch's so we were alone. We hugged and he comforted me. Then I started teasing him, and I don't know what I was thinking, but I kissed him, and then I asked him to fuck me. -Wow that escalated quickly. Said Nami as she continued painting her nails.

-Well, I was heartbroken, I needed something, someone, and he was there, and you know Sabo, he's a good guy ! I don't know what's worse, the fact that I asked him to fuck me or the fact that he said no.

-Oh god I'm so so sorry

- Nami please don't make things worse for me.

-No offense, but you're so dense. Sabo has always been into you. Do you want him, or do you not ? I know that going right into a relationship after a breakup is a bad idea. But honestly it's worth giving it a shot. He's a really good guy. Try dating someone nice for once.

-I don't know, he has something unsettling about him. Like « almost too good to be true » you know ? Added Vivi.

-Ohhh~ I see. Honestly, I always thought that he was a bit prude and hella vanilla. I mean, yes, he's my best friend. But he has never talked about girls to me or about sexual stuff. So I just assumed that. I never thought that he'd be packin' like that. You said as you popped a lollipop in your mouth.

-Ah ? Was it really that impressive ? asked Nami, genuinely curious.

-Yeah. On a scale from 0 to doflamingo he's a solid eight point seventy five. (*)

-Oh gosh. I understand why you're so worked up now.

-That's really...precise. Added Vivi, a bit horrified.

(*) [ The dear reader might need this clarification ; Doflamingo was Law's uncle, he sometimes came to pick him up after uni with his luxurious lamborghini. He wore extremely tight pants that left little to the imagination. And he was most known among your clique for having a nine incher. It was a running joke wether to know if Law got his uncle's genes. Needless to say that this joke wasn't to Law's taste. Now back to our adorable Y/N. ]

-So. I really don't know what to do. I am still heartbroken. -And horny. Added the ginger. -Yeah, that too. I'm afraid of ruining our friendship. -Listen dear, said Nami as she was closing the nail polish bottle, if you're not going for it, someone else would. And trust me, that girl Koala is upping her game. She's going to steal him right in front of your eyes, just like this - and she snapped her fingers. -Oh, and then, you can forget about being « best friends ». Said Vivi adding fuel to the fire. -Yeah, once he's gonna start dating, he won't have too much time for you-- and then, that Koala girl, my god, she seems extremely possessive ! -No way, your voice was detached, trying to act is if you weren't worried, Sabo has never dated any girl before.- -Yes but he seems to get along with that girl. And to be honest, she's kinda cute.

-Nami ! Vivi pinched her forearm playfully, pretending to be jealous.

-That hurt ! And don't be jealous, you know that you're my only one~

-Hmm...I prefer that. Vivi laughed. You started caughing reclaiming for their attention.

-Attention please ! We're discussing my dick-appointment here.

-Jesus you're really annoying, (Y/N), just go for it already.

-How much did he pay you to tell me this huh ?

-What ? He didn't pay me ! You're just always getting your heart broken. I'm just trying to be a good friend.

-Say that you are trying to get rid of her~ Jokes Vivi.

-Vivi, don't expose me like this- Nami plays along while laughing.

-I hate you girls ! You say as you throw a pillow on Nami. The ginger starts complaining that you messed her Nail polish, and the whole scene metamorphosed into a pillow fight.

* * *

You spent the whole day with the girls, chit-chatting about boys and girls and playing stupid games. You felt way more comfortable now, less ashamed. However, you were surprised because you didn't get a message from your bestfriend. You wondered wether he was mad at you, it wasn't in his habits.

You decided to message Ace [click for conversation] [ (Y/N) : Heyy amigo is Sabo ok ? Did he tell u smth abt yesterday ? Ace : Ouch, your hurting my feelings, </3 Only talking to me to ask about my brother~ Yea hes okay why tho ? (Y/N) : Ooo kay. He's home ? Ace : He is. Why don't u directly text him ? (Y/N) : Don't tell him I asked. Btw I didn't forget about those 10 bucks you « borrowed » from me. Give it back.] He didn't answer. You sighed and decided to go see Sabo to settle things down. It was the first time that you were embarrassed to see your best friend. You dressed up in a black skirt and t shirt. You didn't usually pay attention to your looks when you went to hang out at Sabo's, but you were really stressed out and what the girls have said about Koala made you scared of losing him. After all, you had some abandonment issues. You had to settle this down once and forever. You arrived at the guy's place, it was an apartment not so far from your own student flat. You knocked on the door and Ace opened : -Ohhh, (Y/N), he whistles, lookin' like a girl today huh ? -What are you implying you dumbass ? Where's Sabo ? -He's in his room with Koala.- -Wait what ? Koala ? What is she doing here ? Ace raised an eyebrow then said amused ; -I don't know, go ask him yourself. -You're useless as usual. -Always so sweet. You on your period or something ? -I didn't forget about my twenty bucks by the way. -I said I'm goin' to pay you back alright ? Now go talk to Sabo. You and Ace were always teasing each other in a brotherly way, but in reality, he really cared for you, it was just your usual way of communication. But it was true that knowing that Koala was in Sabo's room put you in a bad mood. You knocked on the door with a knot in your stomach. Did they start dating ? Was Sabo interested in her ? These ideas were torturing you. But why did you care anyways ? It was none of your business. He could date whoever he wants. You opened the door but there was only Sabo relaxing on his bed, still fully clothed. « - Sabo ?-Oh, (Y/N), what brings you here ? -Why ? Do I need a reason to see my best friend ? He sits on bed looking at you. He doesn't fail to notice your cute outfit, it was different from your usual sweatpants and hoodies, the way it complemented your figure was almost too much for him. Just that sight was driving him insane, but his face didn't betray his emotions, like always, he acted friendly, not an ounce of lust in his dark ebony eyes. You took place next to him. He smelled good, you thought. The same fresh minty smell as last time. Did he always smell this good ? -(Y/N) ?Huh ? Is everything okay ? His voice seemed concerned.He cared for you. And you had those stupid immature and posessive thoughts. Get a grip of yourself, (Y/N), you thought. -Oh yea-- wasn't Koala here ? Ace told me you were with her.

You tried so hard to act like you didn't care, but he knew you like the back of his hand. But still, he played along. -Hmm..Yes. She just left. I was going out as well. He says with a sweet smile, looking at his watch. You couldn't help but make a disappointed face. -But Sabo I wanted to - I'm really sorry (Y/N), let's talk later. He ruffles your hair and you close your eyes as he does so. You felt stressed out. What happened exactly ? You felt intimidated in his presence for the first time. You wanted him to stay and talk this out. It was a bit awkward for you now. You never thought too much. As he was going out of the room you held the fabric of his coat tight in your hand ; -Sabo- -Hum ? Need me to drop you somewhere ? -N-no. You let his sleeve go, realizing what you have just done, I'll stay a bit then go back home. Don't worry about me. -Alright then. See you later ? -Yeah. See ya. ]

You looked at Sabo go away and you followed him shortly after. Meanwhile Ace was sitting on the couch and watching some movies. You went back home and was quite tormented. It wasn't the right time to worry as you had your assignments and studies to deal with. On one hand, you didn't even have the time to think of your ex boyfriend and his cheating but on the other, you felt like you were let down by Sabo. But why ? He didn't do anything. He just found himself a new friend and a potential new girlfriend.

He didn't even talk about her, but why where you so upset by him meeting her ? After all, he had the right to date just like you always did.

A few days have passed and you didn't get the chance to talk to Sabo. Your exams were getting closer and closer and you didn't feel ready.

Usually, Sabo would help you with your assignments but you were too scared to ask. You realized how much you relied on him and how he has been always there for you.

Who were you exactly to him ?

Maybe you took him for granted.

As you were on your bed looking at the ceiling and trying to collect every drop of motivation in your system to study, you heard your phone ring. It was Sabo's ringtone ! ----- Tag list : @vemuabhi @chloe-abbacchio @mwls-garden @soanywaysistartedsimping If you wanna get tagged just ask for it :)