#she also learns quickly that miu is the one with the money

[mo-ok]

spring is so close i swear i can taste it

[neonponders]

*sigh* catch me projecting on a Saturday.

I read this post ( @lazybakerart you wizard - ALSO IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY?????? HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹) and am now thinking about a sugardaddy!Billy with an ace!Steve. (*emphasis on grey ace*)

* Please nobody attack me for writing about leather fashion. I’m vegetarian and it’s fiction. Live a little. *

Read on ao3 ~

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Steve just kind of stared at the box on the restaurant table. It wasn’t a ring box, but it was velvet. Goodness knew how many of these he’d seen in his life.

Steve knew wealth. He knew money, and all of the material variations therein.

He’d gotten pedicures with his mother before his father declared such a thing unfit for a boy coming into puberty. If you look like a man, act like a man. As if men didn’t have feet, or something.

Then he went to the salon. That wasn’t so easy to take away. Ventures with her son seemed to be the only things keeping Mrs. Harrington from being connected to her husband’s hip, so Mr. Harrington let them both have this one. Steve, fresh out of graduation, being given a hairdresser’s chair to accomplish summer-fresh highlights.

Mrs. Harrington was also the type of woman to enjoy shoes. Everyone has a thing. For some, they had bags. Others, jewelry. Vintage furniture. Designer wallpaper. Mrs. Harrington enjoyed shoes. It was where Steve learned to carry a woman’s bags, but he didn’t stay outside of the store. He learned how to clean suede, the difference between a 130 So Kate and an ordinary heel. What fetish meant in terms of fashion. He can convert heels sizes in millimeters to inches faster than a cashier calculating change.

Tommy and Carol had joked about Steve’s father having a different kind of fetish. Nothing to do with fashion, and everything to do with sex. Steve had foolishly let them into his mother’s bedroom and they were having a field day with a shoe closet that cost more than both of their houses combined. Still smelling of Nancy and pool chlorine, Steve as good as ended that friendship right there.

Because they didn’t get it.

Mr. Harrington certainly didn’t get it. Could never have such a sexual inclination because he didn’t understand pampering or indulgent interests.

He understood favors. Material apologies.

Mrs. Harrington had a collection of pearls and diamonds that she never wore.

Steve knew she liked opals and pink, pink rubies, because Steve liked opals too. Because he used his father’s money to buy ruby studs his mother actually wore. Because he gets her oldest, broken bracelet with green amber fixed, and she wears it until it breaks again. And then she presented Steve with a thin, gold chain to go around his ankle. With a gleaming, green amber stone flanked by two opals.

The green goes with our eyes, she said. Someone special will see the green in all that brown. It’s why we look good in reds.

Steve was still looking at the box on the table.

“It’s not going to catch fire, the longer you glare at it.”

His dark hazel, creek water eyes slanted up to the man sitting opposite him.

Billy Hargrove.

Stubborn to a fault. Gorgeous as Lucifer with wings freshly burnt off. And just as dangerous.

“I thought I said no more gifts.”

“And I ignored you. Open it.”

Steve went about it like ripping off a bandaid. He sighed at the window beside their booth, wrenching the thing open to see -

Diamonds.

He shut it with a loud clap and set it on Billy’s placemat. “No, thanks.”

The man’s features froze in tolerant stoicism, but he eased the box inside his suit jacket pocket. “You’re a hard one to shop for.”

Steve’s eyes widened dramatically over his wine glass of water. Not because he was sober - he’d willingly pay for an overpriced red, himself, if the handsome asshole weren’t trying to wave his wallet everywhere. “You can stop trying to buy your way into my pants any time you want.”

“If that’s all I wanted, I would’ve stopped three months ago.”

Three months ago,

When Billy breezed into Steve’s life as easily as he had senior year of high school. The two of them certainly deserved some kind of award for having a bizarre history.

Within a handful of months, Billy had arrived upon a turbulent time in Steve’s life, and then left nearly as quickly. Billy witnessed Steve and Nancy’s break-up, Steve’s fall from Hawkins High grace, and even beat his face a little bit. Because that’s what teenage men with bad emotional processing and even worse communication skills do.

Now, almost ten years later, Billy had some kind of empire behind him and Steve, well, didn’t. He had no idea what Billy’s job consisted of, but he got little hints. Mostly the negative space from Billy’s lack of discussing his job told Steve a whole lot.

Steve, who worked two jobs and occasional gigs wherever he was needed. During one such time, while Steve managed the cables and sound boards for Robin’s band, Billy Hargrove sauntered up to him with just as much charm mixed with hauteur as he’d ever displayed.

It wasn’t like meeting an old friend, because they had never been more than acquaintances, and roughly ten years was enough time for a personality to evolve ten different ways.

Steve couldn’t say how much he and Billy had evolved, really, but there was a point in there somewhere.

Maybe it lived in the, “I never expected to see you in a dyke club, pretty boy,” since it was all the coming out either of them needed.

Or the wanton kisses and fervent hands underneath the neon rainbow on the venue’s wall.

Maybe the point sat in the things Billy wanted, and what Steve was reticent to provide. Because Billy was a king who knew what he liked, and seemed particularly talented at walking into Steve’s personal crises like an anniversary.

Steve craved.

But he didn’t know what he craved. What he yearned for. He knew Billy’s kisses made his brain go molten and fuzzy. He knew Billy’s smell brought him just as much comfort, excitement, and anxiety. He knew finally being outside of sex-crazed high school had deflated something in him. The expectations to perform. He knew losing Robin’s stupid game of You Rule / You Suck gave him a secret gift of relief.

But he still craved. He wanted touch but he wanted to be alone. He wanted companionship but he didn’t want sex. But he did enjoy sex, except he didn’t want the expectation of it.

Well.

That was it, wasn’t it?

Billy Hargrove, who could have anyone he wanted plastered to his stupid, unbuttoned chest, had sought out Steve. Steve, king of mixed signals, Harrington. It was only a matter of time before he got his face beaten again. For wasting Billy’s time. For refusing Billy’s advances even though Steve clearly enjoyed Billy’s lips on his neck, and Billy’s hand on his inner thigh. For wanting Billy’s company and flirtation without the rules that finished in the bedroom.

So Steve refused the gifts. The material favors he could’ve sold for a better apartment. Fucked his way to owning a house that his mom would feel comfortable visiting. Be an unfeeling toy who could pay for his mother’s shoes and his own pedicures.

“Steve?”

He turned away from the window and the city’s electric constellations. “Hm?”

“Where’d you go?”

The back of Steve’s throat ached. He looked down at their appetizer plates and decided, “I think I’m going home.” After a second of them both hearing it out loud, Steve said with more conviction, “I need to be home right now. I’m sorry. Thanks for dinner.”

He almost reached for his wallet to pay for his half of the artichoke dip, but reconsidered. He took his old prom tuxedo jacket off on the way to the elevator, waiting for the doors to close before he pressed his face into the old fibers.

It would be easier if Steve didn’t know money. If wealth were a foreign pillow he had never slept on; could be spoiled into never giving it up again.

Like a true mother with a sixth sense, Steve withdrew a package from his mailbox when he returned to his apartment building. Mrs. Harrington’s versions of care packages were fashion magazines, a subscription to The New Yorker, polaroids of her latest closet pieces, and Steve’s favorite candy.

He loved it all. He didn’t need laminated recipes, bags of rice, or resupplied hair products. He went up to his bedroom, stripped down to nothing, and fell into bed with the hefty parcel. Fruity hard candies fell out like confetti, and he stuck a green apple square inside his cheek while he looked through her baggie of polaroids.

Peach suede 130s. Steve felt a warm tickle in his belly at that. She only wore 130s if she was pissed at his father. A woman in 130s walked with the force of a storm, mostly because the damn things were nearly intolerable to wear without a platform.

Another pair of diamond earrings. One of these days, people were going to realize how boring clear rocks were.

Dark, amethyst Miu Mius with the heel and toe encrusted with pearls. Steve’s dad must’ve really pissed her off to warrant that apology.

The magazine subscription had piled up, so he had three New Yorkers to read, but he opened the tome of Vogue first. His mother dog-earred her favorite articles, scent samples, and spreads. She often favored the androgynous and male fragrances. Steve liked that a whole lot. He wasn’t sure if she did that for him because he liked them, or if he liked them because she did that.

He held the magazine to his face as he went to the kitchen, smelling the first fragrance sample while he reached for his cache of boxed cake mix. It was a funfetti kind of night. He rattled the package of sprinkles in his hand while reading about some summer collection where the runway happened in a Greek ampitheatre. Sounded fun. Sounded like a great vacation. Beach, wine, and then modern art fusing with ancient architecture.

Steve didn’t excel in chemistry, but he knew a different kind of magic.

Which didn’t actually include baking. The cake emerged a little dark, but he cut off the burnt top, iced it to glorious, sugar perfection, and took a slice to bed with him. He turned the parcel upside-down for the last of the candy to come out so he could throw the envelope away -

Two bottles of nail polish landed heavily on the bed. Steve lifted the darker bottle to see a purple so ebony he thought it was black until he opened it to see the paint up close.

Purple and peach. To match his mother’s shoes.

Not many people understood his parents’ methods of producing or avoiding affection. But Steve did. He shook up the poison violet and painted his toenails in between forkfuls of cake.

He didn’t hear from Billy the next day.

Or the next.

As bad as Steve felt, he couldn’t say he minded. Nor would he be surprised if Billy never called him again. The idea brought a lonely peace during the commute to work, reading his magazines on the train before keeping them safe in a folder that he stuffed inside his backpack. Even if Steve’s chest felt like a cold balloon, with its latex worn thin and tired, he had his little things to keep him warm.

Then a knock on his apartment door.

Steve answered it with a cheek full of cake, interrupted from making his grocery list of actual nutritional value - 

Billy had never visited before. Steve stared at him long enough for him to ask, “Are you going to let me in?”

Steve glanced at the box under his arm and turned into his apartment with a sigh. Billy closed the door behind him as he remarked, “You don’t know what’s in it yet.”

There wasn’t exactly anywhere for Steve to theatrically storm off to. His kitchen was also his living room, and a half-wall partitioned the bedroom off to the side. His apartment was one long rectangle, and Steve remained stuck in the middle of it.

“Billy, I don’t know what you want from me that you think you can get from expensive things.”

“I don’t recall asking for anything in return,” he drawled while removing his coat.

“Don’t take that off,” Steve retorted.

“I’m taking it off.”

“This isn’t going to be a long visit.”

“Would you at least open the damn thing first?” Billy presented the box on the flat of his hand like a waiter’s tray.

Steve knew a shoe box when he saw one. He swatted the lid off the box before he even meant to. He was so tired of this game. Of these rules. He doesn’t want to see some snotty designer sneaker that isn’t to his taste. Some item the rules would dictate he accept without complaint. Or some chunky, foamy plastic, glorified tennis shoe that is over hyped . . .

He sees the red first.

It’s not a sneaker.

Hot Chick heels. 100mm. Black suede on top, red bottom. The leather around the heel scallop-cut like minimalist flower petals.

Steve’s breath has stopped in his chest. The pad of his thumb moved across the soft, matte leather before he stops himself. He tries to look stern when he dares to peek up at Billy, but those water-turquoise eyes are steady on him, absorbing his every reaction.

“These don’t exist in suede.”

Because they didn’t. Hot Chicks came in patent leather only.

“They do now.”

“Louboutin sizes down.”

“Then we’ll have them stretched.”

Steve is losing. Billy knows he’s losing. Billy - he -

“How - ?” Steve begins but stops. He closed his eyes and swallowed, only to flinch a little when Billy grasped his chin, holding him in place as he leaned in to lick the corner of his mouth free of icing.

“Will you try them on for me?”

Steve feels a mixture of defeat mixed in with petulance and vulnerable glee as he warily takes the box to his humble couch. Billy looked at his bed, and then to the kitchen on the other side of the apartment. He strolled into it and lifted the knife for a slice.

Steve, meanwhile, took his time. He opened the paper from where it had floated back over the shoes. He lifted the box to inhale the leather. He took one shoe out just to...see it. Look at it. Read the number stamped on the red arch.

Steve had to remove his socks, revealing his lacquered toes as Billy sat next to him with a plate. He eased the coffee table out of the way, giving Steve room to wiggle his foot into the severe 100mm heel.

They were hardly glamorous under his old, cut-off sweats.

But.

He’d never actually seen his feet in heels before. Never bothered to try to find his size.

Billy handed him the other shoe, and stood up with a ready hand. Steve wiggled into it and accepted his hold as he stood up.

How do you walk in those? he’d once asked his mother.

Trust the heel, my love, she’d answered, strolling around her bedroom in her 130s. If you’ve paid enough for it, it better hold up your entire form, and your dating baggage.

Steve had laughed, but listened to her every word. Move like a wheel barrow. You pivot on your toes, like the wheel, and rest on the heels.

“I’ve got you,” Billy purred when Steve teetered. Just a little.

“Why did you get me these?” Steve had to ask while he began to ease his arm off of Billy’s shoulders.

“Might’ve had a look inside your mail,” he admitted shamelessly. “I thought you might’ve ordered something and I could finally see what you liked. Instead, it’s the one thing I’ve seen you accept.”

“You’re a creep,” Steve declared, but he couldn’t look away from his feet as he strolled around the coffee table.

Billy laughed and sat down to his cake. “This is good.”

“It’s from a box.”

“It’s still good.”

Things . . . changed, after that. Billy came over just to come over. And he pestered Steve with endless questions.

“Do you like these?” he asked with his nose against the magazine pages.

Steve towered over him in his heels, but he’d wash dishes in whatever he wanted, thanks very much. And leather needed to be worn, as his mother taught him. Plastic is trash. If it comes from a living creature, it lives on a creature.

Steve snorted beside him. “My mom crimps those pages.”

“But do you like them?”

“They’re fun in magazines, but perfumes were never really my thing.”

“What is your thing?”

“Right now? You, elbows deep in here.”

Billy perked right out of the magazine only to lock onto the sink. “Because you’re having trouble reaching it now?”

Steve meant to have a witty come-back, but he got caught up in his own giggles. “Yeah.”

Then,

“Can I stay the night?”

Something must have flashed across his face, because Billy added, “Not for sex. I’ve taken the hint, all right?”

Steve slowly unfolded his socks where he sat on the foot of the bed. “Why do you want to?”

Billy wiped his hands on the dish towel and padded across the room to sit beside him. “Because I want to taste you before I sleep. And I wanna taste you when I wake up. I want your snark in my ears all the time - ”

“All the time?” Steve repeated, deadpan.

“Yeah, all the time. I can’t believe it either.”

Billy’s features were warm, unbelievably warm as he watched Steve laugh. “Of course I want to have sex with you. But I miss you when... I miss you all the time. It’s embarrassing.”

Steve rolled his eyes onto him, to which Billy defended, “I have things to do.”

“Yeah, ‘cause you’re the big man in town,” Steve babied, pushing his chest so he toppled backward.

“I am, actually,” he crooned, his hands finding Steve’s legs easily when he straddled him. “I’d work better with you on my desk.”

“My hairy legs and scraped up heels?” Steve threatened breathily, holding Billy’s cheek and jaw in one hand while he leaned over him so all Billy could see was Steve.

“All of it,” he exhaled, and pulled Steve’s head the last inch for a kiss.

Billy’s next gift was a pair of slippers. Plush, soft, and perfect after an afternoon in 100s.

Then he gave Steve a massage. Steve could accept those with ease. The balls of his feet hurt and even blushed a faint indigo from being so unused to heels. The warm attention of Billy’s hands on the arches of his feet, heels, and ankles; as well as the cold tennis balls he stored in Steve’s freezer to roll along his feet.

By then, he’d seen Steve’s anklet. So the next shoe box Steve opened were dark green suede, as poisonously dark as his mother’s violet heels. The toe was bare, but the heel was encrusted with opals. The milky stones flashed green and orange as Steve walked in the 120mm heel.

“How do they feel?”

Steve, with far more mastery over heels now, pivoted on his toes and planted one on the couch in between Billy’s thighs. His warm hand cradled Steve’s ankle immediately.

“What if I shaved for these?”

“Then I’d never take my hands off you.”

“So nothing would change,” Steve giggled, teasing gone as he landed on Billy’s lap. The man underneath him hummed his mirth into Steve’s mouth, his other hand burying in Steve’s hair while he let Steve control the kiss, explore his mouth.

“I thought they’d go with your eyes,” he said when the kiss petered off and Steve kissed his nose. Billy touched the pad of his thumb high on Steve’s cheek. “There’s a little bit of green there.”

Steve let Billy fuck him in those shoes.

Because he finally craved all the way, beyond fear of rules. Beyond the existence of toys. He craved Billy deeper than skin, and Billy gave it to him.

And when Billy got him a pair of 130s . . . blood red and spiked with tiny, crimson points, he let Steve fuck him.

[justanotherweedinthelawn]

What about Miu, Korekiyo and Fuyuhiko meeting their long distance s/o for the first time? Your writing is really good, keep it up dude!

Thank you so much anon! That means a lot to me. 🥺 For this scenario I decided that s/o lives in the US, and Miu, Kork, and Fuyu still live in Japan. Lemme know if you want me to change anything! Also, these might be a little long. Stay safe!

Miu, Korekiyo, and Fuyuhiko meet their long distance s/o for the first time

Miu Iruma

Miu always encourages you to visit

She usually says something at least a little perverted, but you've gotten used to it

For about a year you worked a lot of small jobs to save up enough money to visit Miu

You tell her it's to buy a new laptop so you can surprise her

Here's the plan

You ask your friend who lives in japan to meet you at the airport you'll land in

You'll get into a box they'll bring, and tell Miu that you sent a package for her and it's at the airport

Let's just hope she doesn't wonder why you didnt just send it straight to her

Then, you jump out of the box and surprise her!

The plan goes well

For the most part..

Where it goes wrong is Miu tries to pick the box up and you fall out of the bottom

"S/O?!"

"Uh.. that's not how that was supposed to go."

Your friend is laughing their ass off

You give them a quick glare before standing up and hugging your girlfriend

You're both crying tears of joy now

Yours are a little bit from pain if you're being honest

After a few seconds, you two get up and your friend asks if they can leave

Obviously you say yes, and you and your girlfriend's trip officially began!

Miu wasnt actually how you expected

Not her looks, her personality

She only made like one or two perverted jokes and even then she was pretty flustered

You figured she was less shy over the internet which like, same and you actually found it pretty cute

Miu takes you to her house and shows you a bunch of her inventions

She gives you a summary of the process of making them

You're amazed

After a few hours of that, you two go to a small restaurant to get some dinner

After dinner, Miu takes you to a small field and says she made some fireworks she was gonna try out tomorrow, but since you were here, she felt like it was a much better time

They were honestly one of the most beautiful things you've seen

Except for your amazing girlfriend, of course

Korekiyo Shinguji

Kork has always said that his anthropology trips would more than likely lead to you two meeting

Over the time you two were dating, you kinda started to lose faith in his words

One day you call Kork up and he says he's on a plane

He sounded more lively than usual

Kork's plane ride was extremely long, (and flying pretty late) so you two wrap your call up after about two hours so you both can get some rest

The next day you wake up to knocking at your door

What time is it?

Oh damn

You actually slept in late

It was already around 10

You yell out hoping the person outside can hear you

"I'll be there in a minute!"

You quickly brush your teeth and get ready

You dont realize it at the moment, but you completely forget to get dressed

You answer the door trying to look and sound as awake as possible

"How can I hel...p.. Kork?"

"It is true, my beloved."

Choo choo! All aboard the tears train!

You hug your boyfriend tight for the very first time

"You're really here.."

You two just hug for a while before he asks to come inside

You two go inside and now that you're awake, you finally realize you're still in your pajamas

"What the-?!"

Oh god

This is embarrassing

Your face immediately goes red and Korekiyo just seems to laugh as you rush to your closet for some clothes

After all that, you two kinda just talk for awhile

You're so excited that he's finally here!

Your boyfriend was finally right in front of you

Of course, he still has to do his job, but you're beyond happy that he's just here

You take him to multiple attractions near your place and you two have a blast

The only things that really shock you about Kork's appearance are his height and his hair

Hes.. so tall..

And his hair is so smooth

You're ecstatic when he let's you brush through it with your hands

You have never met a person with such soft and well kept hair, oh my god-

Kork ends up leading you to a museum

He literally ends up acting like he works there as a tour guide

This is adorable

He's so passionate about the attractions, you two end up going through the entire museum

You literally end up learning so much that day

You were happier than you had ever been in your entire life

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu

It wasnt too, too long before Fuyuhiko ended up paying for a flight for you

He never really said it, but he really did wanna meet you

When you got to the airport, Peko greeted you, saying that at the moment Fuyuhiko had some clan related business to take care of at the last moment

You were a little disappointed if you were being honest with yourself

Peko said she would be taking you to Fuyuhiko's house so you could set your stuff down

After you two arrive, you're quick to put some of your stuff away

After about 10 minutes, you two hear a knock on the door

Peko offers to get it as she walks to the door

After she opens the door, you hear a familiar voice ask if you were here yet

You get up from the seat you're in, and hurry to greet Fuyuhiko

You hug him and he seems to stiffen up, but quickly rests and hugs you back

After you let go, you realize something

"Woah, I just realized how small you are.."

"Really? It's usually the first thing people point out about me."

He seemed to have grown slightly annoyed when you said that

"Oh, sorry if that was offensive! It just kinda surprised me, let me know if you're not ok with it."

Fuyuhiko seemed somewhat confused at your apology

"No, no, it's fine, I get it all the time. Just tired of hearin' it."

"Oh.. sorry, heh."

After that, you two head out to a nice restaurant

Peko's always nearby, but you honestly dont mind

You're focused on how much cuter your boyfriend is in real life, which you didnt know was possible

You also go to an ice cream parlor for dessert

Which you realize at said ice cream parlor that your boyfriend is quite easy to fluster

"Hey Fuyu, you have some ice cream on your cheek, I'll get it-"

"Wha- no- just- where?"

His face is extremely red and you find this adorable

The rest of your trip is mainly filled with small little dates and just hangouts

At some point though, you asked Fuyuhiko if you could meet his clan

Somewhat reluctantly, he agrees

Every member had an intimidating aura to them, but you didnt let it get to you as you were being introduced

You greeted every member as the normal people they were, paying no mind their yakuza background

Fuyuhiko was honestly surprised by this

"Yknow usually when someone meets my clan they're shaking like a leaf."

"Well they are human beings right? Unless you guys are robots..?"

He just laughs at you and you laugh along with him

Oh how you wish this moment would never end...

[ultimate-distaster-material]

-Shuichi Saihara Birthday Special- Birthday Boy~Vol.2

SHUICHI POV

I wake up to the unbearable sound of the monokubs yelling into the monitor, alerting me to wake up. Something about today felt different from the last, as excitement flushed through me, and had absolutely why I had felt like this. Today had a quite special feeling to it that I couldn't recognize. Yet I ignored the thought and quickly got dressed, brushing the sprinkles of dust littering my uniform and wasting a full 5 minutes contemplating whether or not to wear my hat to breakfast. I decided to leave it behind, trying to fight off my addiction to wearing it. Plus, if things got out of hand, I could always come back for it.

I briskly walked out of my dorm, venturing to the kitchen to fix myself a coffee and relax. I love coffee.

"Shumai!"

I instantly knew who that voice belonged to. My lovely boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma. I turned to witness him bouncing excitedly towards me, with a big box rested in his arms. I pondered for a moment.

-Why does he have a box? And why does it have wrapping paper on it?-

Suddenly everything clicked. The special vibe to the day, the present Kokichi was carrying, and why I had felt an overwhelming excitement earlier.

It was my birthday.

September 7th

I waved happily at Ouma as he inched closer, somewhat struggling to carry the present and running out of breath rather quickly. I quietly chuckled at his attempts, and watched him as he almost dropped the present onto the seat and collapsed into my arms, panting heavily. I continued to laugh at his childness and ran my fingers through his silky purple locks, while he impatiently looked up at me, before suddenly jumpscaring me by throwing his hands into the air.

"Happy Birthday, Saihara-Chan!"

I smiled as he aggressively hugged me like a human teddy bear, and I thanked him soon after. I watched as he began to speak, not expecting what happened next.

"Saihara-Chans a big meanie! He doesn't wanna open my present!"

He wailed, clearly attempting to make a dramatic scene as crocodile tears poured out of his purple orbs, hitting the floor with a slight splat. I rolled my eyes and picked up a present.

"Calm down Koki. I'm opening it now."

"Yay! Let's see what you get Shu-Shu!"

I gently peeled the checkered wrapping paper, revealing the box hidden inside it. I was a little scared to open it because it was from Kokichi, yet I still trusted him. Carefully, I opened the box, to reveal a ton of objects scattered inside.

"You didn't' have to waste all your money on me, y'know."

He grinned and put his arms behind his head, doing his signature pose.

"Don't worry! I used Momota-Chan's money instead!"

"WHAT?"

"You heard me, nishishi!"

I sighed and pulled out one of the objects, which was a stack of mystery novels. I swore he could see the stars in my eyes, even without looking. I studied the books, acting like a child on Christmas Day. If he got a cent for every time I said thank you to him, he would be rich. I peered down at the box, reaching for the next object. Mascara. I glared at him.

"Really?"

"Y e s"

I sighed and placed the mascara back into the box, pulling out a black coffee mug instead. I smiled at the object, studying the designs decorating its outsides. Beautiful thin streaks of teal blue slashed across the side, and the deep black colour surrounding the lines.

"Thank you for this, Kokichi."

He smiled at me, swaying back and forth on his heels, his black and purple shoes digging into the tiles. I carefully placed the mug onto the table, and grabbed another object from the box. A checkered scarf. dug through the box to find the very last item. I let out a long relaxed breath as the last item sat perfectly in my hands. A realistic drawing of Kokichi and I, hugging each other. I peered up at my boyfriend, curious.

"Did you draw this?"

"Maybe."

I sighed and stared at the beautiful picture in my hands, before gently placing everything back into the box.

"Sidekick! Maki~Roll and I are here to wish you the best birthday to ever happen in the galaxy!"

"Shut up. You're just embarrassing yourself."

Maki sent a deadly glare at Kaito, making him shiver a little as he handed over the present. I ripped the wrapping paper that was littered with stars and gazed down into the box. I picked up the first item, which was a plastic covered CD of some sort. I inspected the disc, reading the information on the back. My Chemical Romance. I had been secretly wanting this for a while, yet would never admit it. The only person I told was Maki, because I know she honestly doesn't care about judging people other than Kaito and Kokichi. And maybe a few others that I shall not name. I peered back down into the box, double checking that I hadn't forgotten something. The only thing there was a 'Milky Way' chocolate bar that I would eat later.

"Atua told me to give this to you, Saihara~Kun!"

The random voice popped out of nowhere as I was thanking Kaito and Maki. I almost jumped off the chair in fright.

"A-Angie! How long have you been there-?"

"Only a few minutes, nyahahaha~"

I sighed and took Angie's present from her hands, the paper decorated with paint splotches and strokes. I repeated the process, open the box and find a new item to add to my growing collection. This time I had gotten a quite large paint brush, and a drawing of me. I gratefully thanked Angie for her gifts as Miu dramatically entered the room.

"Ayo virgin! I got something for you emo boi. Take it or leave it, it's from Miu Iruma herself! "

She sat down a few chairs away from me after handing me the box. I wasn't prepared. It was probably gonna be something sexual. To my surprise, it was a extra pair of her goggles, but just the way I would've wanted them. I've always told Miu her goggles looked cool, and now I was thanking her for giving me a pair.

"Also...Piano freak told me to give you this and say happy birthday for her."

She passed me a photo of Kaede and I playing the piano, which I admit seemed was a memory I would cherish forever.

As the day went by, I was almost buried in gifts and wrapping paper from all of my classmates. I got a load of new items, and I was grateful for all of them. Gonta had even gotten me a mini cage with a small caterpillar in it, so I could learn how the insect turned into a butterfly. And Rantaro got me a necklace that matches his. Tenko only go me some chocolates, claiming that she didn't wanna give me something better since I was a 'degenerate male'. Himiko had gotten me a beginners magic trick set and a guide to go with it. Tsumugi had sewed me a cool detective costume I had grown quite fond of. Kirumi and Ryoma had even offered to play board games with me and had rented me some books from the library. Korekiyo had gotten me a 'ritual guide', which I studied a little and was pretty interesting. Kiibo had even set up a huge slumber party for all of us. Kaede showed up eventually, claiming that she was helping Kiibo set up the surprise party.

I must admit, that was one of the most fun birthday I have ever had. Ever.

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Just a wonderment of mines.. but like.. what would the Beta!Au be like in a HPA!AU???

I have to know if the babies will be happy, I have to.

I’m supposed to write chapter 5 what the fuck

But if what you wish is a decent amount of happy chemicals for them, then here we fucking go, all the HCs that came to my mind. Will contain spoilers up to the end of chapter 4.

Back to Hope’s peak with the Beta AU crew!

Shuichi Saihara

Was scouted like a normal human being

Could take a break from some of the annoying clients, so he gladly accepted

He doesn’t have a specific group of friends, he hangs out with everyone

Although the ones he hangs out with the most are Miu and Kaito

Usually gets average grades (but excels in history and literature). Not that smart but he ain’t a full dumbass.

Had a crush on 70% of his class at some point

But no one knows that of course. Except Miu because mom knows all.

He is happy here, and less lonely than before since he gets to see nice people more frequently.

Rantaro Amami

At first, refused the invitation

Then his crew mates insisted he at least gets a proper education and friends

After some time, he finally accepted

He met Ryoma, his best friend, who accepted to help him create improved ways to transport tools and do operations

He is on good terms with everyone in the class, surprisingly (or not) and is often the one trying to solve conflicts

Class representative. Gets good grades in biology and English and that’s it because he is an uncultured swine.

Will absolutely fucking not retire from his war medic career after school.

Miu Iruma

Also refused the invitation at first

“I have a kid to take care of, screw yall”

She accepted when HPA offered to give her a slightly bigger dorm room for both her and her son.

HPA thought about getting him to the elementary section of the school but he was just a normal kid

She still sometimes gets out at night to do her artworks, although less than before

Still has a crush on Rantaro, although she tries to get past it because she knows better than to try to get into a romantic relationship with an aromatic person

Huge fangirl crisis when she realized Kaito was in her class

She became the mom of the group and adopted like 90% of them

Dumbass but decent in literature, for some reason.

Kaito Momota

His gang was very supportive when he got the letter

That boy will make the family proud

Never tried to hide his prosthetic leg

Not like he could, since he had to take different PE classes adapted to him

Huge fanboy crisis when he realized Miu was in his class

Big bro(tm)

Actually gets along pretty well with Tsumugi, who helps him be better at scientific mechanical stuff.

Above average in science, but is a legit dumbass in the rest of the classes

Kaede Akamatsu

Gladly accepted the letter.

After all, Hope’s Peak is such a great high school! She couldn’t refuse.

She tries to be friends but isn’t that good at it. She appreciates everyone, but mostly hangs out with Maki and sometimes Tenko and Shuichi.

Still an absolute disaster lesbian with a crush on Maki.

The two end up like how you would expect them to be. Pining but never actually asking.

She sometimes asked Kirumi for advice (she doesn’t know why her specifically, though. According to Kaede she’s the only one who would give nice advice despite having 0 experience in romantic relationships).

After countless tries they finally end up together, which was absolutely not a surprise.

And anyone not supporting them will feel the wrath of 4 experienced fighters + karma.

She’s very glad she got to meet them all.

Overall nice grades in everything that isn’t science.

Will remain a writer after high school since this is her passion.

Maki Harukawa 

Accepted, although a bit hesitant to leave her siblings.

But it’s fine, they said. They can still see Maki on week-ends.

She isn’t the social type, and ends up hanging out with only Kaede and sometimes Tenko and Shuichi.

Still very gay, although she takes a lot of time figuring out her feelings for Kaede. Good thing Tenko exists.

She likes the ambiance of the academy, even though she gets to practice her talent a bit less.

Sometimes the others come to her to ask for additions to their uniforms. It doesn’t bother her to do so as long as they are not rude.

She actually recreated the vest for the uniform to feel more comfortable.

Average grades, but does better in literature, for *cough* some reason.

She will gladly continue her hobby after graduation and perhaps create her own fashion brand.

Tenko Chabashira

Joyfully accepted the invitation!

She may have trained a lot already, but surely Hope’s peak would have athletes to help her train, right?

She loves to talk with the others! It feels like a great class.

She is usually the one organizing events, Rantaro approving most of the time.

Much like Shuichi, she tends to talk to everybody, not just a specific person.

Although she is closer to Gonta, Shuichi, and sometimes trains with Kirumi.

Her grades are a bit below average except in PE, where she excels.

Tenko is aiming for the Olympics after graduation, to perhaps win a gold medal. Her classmates really encourage her for this since she is more than capable of it.

Kokichi Ouma

Still has 100% of his trauma, unfortunately

Immediately accepted the letter

At least he would have a stable place to live and could easily avoid other, people, right?

Wrong.

Himiko is here all the time to help him get through this

And he partially manages to! But that’s also thanks to Kiyo.

His classmates also do their best too

And that’s how all rodents got banned from the class.

They tried to ban them in the entire school but apparently they can’t, to everyone’s dismay

He doesn’t really know what to do after graduation. At least Himiko will help him make a decision.

Grades not that good but he is doing his best

What did you expect from someone who never went to school, honestly?

Himiko Yumeno

Oh, to study astronomy a place that isn’t a hospital room? Sign me up!

She was so happy to meet new people

And immediately became friends with almost everyone

Her parents were worried her condition would not be taken seriously but she presented Rantaro to them.

It’s not his expert field but he can still get stuff done

She spends most of her time with Kokichi, trying to help him with his issues.

She also suggested him to open a nice and cozy coffee shop after graduation but he refuses because of the possibility mean clients will get karma’d.

But it’s okay, she will still help him find his path.

Science nerd, good grades but sucks at history

Basically a “Intelligence 100 Wisdom 0″ person.

Korekiyo Shinguji

Although he was a bit hesitant at first because he didn’t want to leave his sister, he accepted the letter anyway.

He still continues to see her almost on a daily basis to make sure she holds up well.

The others were a bit hesitant to talk to him at first due to his creepy aura, they learned how to trust him.

He often has people come to him for advice, mostly Kokichi, Himiko, Angie, Kaede and Shuichi.

He may not show it, but he really appreciate the others’ presence.

Overall good grades.

Tsumugi Shirogane

Was not surprised to see the letter coming to her home.

After all she was already considered ultimate prodigy, she just didn’t officially have the title.

Her colleagues regretted seeing her go but it was for the best. After all it’s only 3 years.

She actually likes it a lot here. They let her do her own research.

The classes are pretty useless for her since she already learned everything, but still goes because the principal told her she had to, to her dismay.

She gladly accepts to help someone, the only condition being that they must be motivated for this.

Excellent grades everywhere except PE. It’s very rare to see her have a grade below 95.

She will go back to the science facility she worked in after high school.

Ryoma Hoshi

Took some time before deciding to go to HPA.

After all he couldn’t leave his crew mates that easily. But just like Rantaro, they insisted he get a proper education and friends.

He doesn’t warm up that much to others, aside from Rantaro.

He still enjoys it here. Too bad the inventors and mechanics tended to be a bit too eccentric for his taste.

He helps Rantaro bringing back better stuff on the battlefield.

Smartass in science and English. Much less in literature and history. 

Won’t retire after high school. After all, his place is on the battlefield, not in a factory or a lab in the city.

Kirumi Tojo

She accepted the letter quickly. She could take a break from the exhausting missions.

She still sometimes had to take up to a month long break from school to get a mission done from time to time.

Unlike Maki in UTDP, she didn’t hide her talent to everyone. She told everyone rather soon that being a maid was just a cover.

The others still have doubts about her, but they got to warm up to her enough with time.

She still hid her CIP from everyone but Rantaro, though.

The more time she spent at the academy, the more she started to think she could retire after.

To perhaps have enough money so she could be settled for life.

That’s not an easy task for sure. But perhaps HPA could help her with it.

Good grades in most of the fields. Especially PE.

Angie Yonaga

owo what’s this? A possibility to get a life outside my island? LET ME IN-

Finally a possibility to settle in somewhere else and get a better life

Especially in Japan! She is really interested in seeing the culture here.

She still considers the culture from her home very important despite her past, but she tries to mix it with Japanese culture when working.

After all, she is the ultimate craftswoman! This is no hard task!

Thinks she will open her own shop here after graduation. Where people could appreciate foreign culture.

She doesn’t have grades that good, but tries her best!

Gonta Gokuhara

To be scouted by Hope’s peak was the achievement he didn’t expect.

But hey, he wasn’t complaining!

He really likes it here and can study more than he ever could.

Unfortunately he couldn’t study rodents due to... complications.

More accurately, he preferred studying them when he was absolutely sure Kokichi couldn’t see him. Mostly at night in his own dorm room.

He has rather nice grades, especially in biology and PE.

He knows he will continue with his talent after high school, which isn’t a surprise.

K1-B0

Has no clue what he is doing here.

There are better robots out here, he’s sure of it.

But whatever. Being scouted here is good too.

He sometimes try to warm up to his classmates, but he is pretty antisocial.

Most of the time it’s with Ryoma, though.

What is he even going to do after graduation? Who knows.

Gets grades generally above average.

Took me long enough! Hope that’s what you were looking for~

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Maika Sakuranomiya Character Bio (Blend S)

Age: 16

Occupation: High School Girl; Waitress at Cafe Stile

Family: Father, Mother, Aika Sakuranomiya (older sister), Kōichi Sakuranomiya (older brother)

Likes: Foreign Countries, sweets, not looking scary, her job, learning about non-Japanese cultures, having friends, animals, camping, making Dino happy, her family, playing old games. 

Dislikes: Her scary eyes, being sadistic, hurting others, R18 magazines, Japanese culture (got bored of it at age 5), being misunderstood, being forced to cosplay in revealing clothes, being alone, her siblings being too fussy and forceful.

Voice Actor: Azumi Waki (Japanese)

Description

Maika Sakuranomiya is one of the main characters of the manga and anime, Blend S. Maika is a high school girl whose dream is to travel to foreign countries in the near future. To achieve this dream, she tries to find a part-time job...but has no success due to her face becoming unintentionally scary. That is, until, she is given a job at a character cafe called: Stile. However, there is a catch: She has to play a sadistic character...much to her dismay. Despite that, however, she befriends the employees of the cafe and meets many, interesting people who come into the cafe.

Personality

Maika is a very sweet, kind and caring girl who is also a bit innocent and naive. Growing up, she lived in a traditional-Japanese home with her parents and older brother and sister. Maika has a very kind heart and is willing to help others. When she feels as though she has hurt or offended anyone, she will apologize profusely. Because of her innocence and kindness, she does not like playing a sadistic character for work. However, she will practice being sadistic due to her dedication to her job. 

Maika hates how her face becomes sadistic whenever she smiles or frowns, as it makes people and animals afraid of her. When in her sadistic character, Maika sounds harsh and gives the customer mean glares...much to their delight. Because of her natural-sadistic look, Maika had little confidence in herself and believed that no one would ever hire her because of her face. But after being hired to play a sadistic waitress at the cafe, ‘Stile’, Maika has grown more confident and is happy to have met people who love her sadistic appearance. 

Maika is a bit oblivious to certain, modern day things such as video games, cosplaying, and manga. But after spending time with her co-workers, Maika becomes more knowledgeable about these things and enjoys going to arcades with her friends. Maika does become flustered when one of her friends has her cosplay as a Magical Girl character, or as a dominatrix when undergoing training to become more sadistic. Maika also becomes flustered when she sees something sexual, and can even go into shock from it. 

Ever since she was 5 years old, she has been fascinated with foreign cultures, especially American and European ones. She loves anything non-Japanese to the point that she wished she had been born with blonde hair and blue eyes. She even wanted to place a chimney in her house so she could capture Santa Clause, and had her first crush on the mascot of an American chicken restaurant. Though she appears to have a wealthy family, she wants to earn her own money so that she can travel to other countries in the future. 

Relationships

Parents: Not much is known about Maika’s parents, though they appear to be strict but loving parents towards Maika. They both dress and act in a traditional, Japanese manner. When Maika was a child, she would often cause them stress and worry with her growing obsession for foreign countries. For example: She wanted to dye her hair blond to look like a cute foreigner...but her parents thought that she wanted to become a delinquent and talked her out of it. Her father is the reason for Maika’s love for foreign countries, as he brought a foreign associate to his home when Maika was 5 years old, and she would not stop staring at him until she was thrown out of the room. It is unknown what her family does for work...though they appear to be quite wealthy and even have bodyguards for their children. It is likely that they know about Maika’s job and her friendship with her coworkers, as they gave her a giant tuna to give to them during their bbq. They do not seem against Maika wanting to travel to foreign countries, likely meaning that they grew used to her love for foreigners over time.

Aika and Koichi Sakuranomiya: Aika is Maika’s older sister and Koichi is her older brother. Like their parents, the two of them dress and act in a traditional, Japanese manner. The two of them love Maika very much, as they were both very happy when they learned that she had friends (It’s likely that Maika did not have many friends growing up). Like Maika, they also have natural-sadistic expressions and tendencies...though they are more afraid Maika’s sadistic look, especially when she is mad. Because Maika is their ‘little sister’, they are quite protective of her. For example: When Aika visited Maika at work and saw her cry, she pulled out a sword towards Dino, whom she thought the reason that Maika was crying. But after the misunderstanding had been cleared up, she quickly apologized for her actions. Aika and Koichi believe that Dino is Maika’s boyfriend, and try to make him feel welcomed by giving him Japanese hard cookies...which are way too hard to eat. Though they both appear elegant and mature, they can become quite emotional when it’s about Maika.

Dino: Dino is the chef and manager of the cafe, Stile. Dino is a 26 year old, Italian man who fell in love with Maika the moment he first laid eyes on her. Unlike other people who saw Maika’s sadistic face, Dino fell in love with her and hired her to play a sadistic waitress at his cafe. Dino is a very positive man who can become hysterical when it comes to Maika. Dino loves Japanese culture and often stays up late watching anime after work. Despite being the owner of Stile, Dino is often bossed around by two of his employees, Koyo Akizuki and Mafuyu Hoshikawa, due to him often falling asleep during the day and having a bit of childish behavior as well. Dino and Maika are very close friends, though Maika is oblivious to Dino’s crush on her...even though he is terrible at hiding his feelings for her. Maika is grateful towards Dino for hiring her at his cafe, though wishes that she didn’t have to play a sadistic character as part of her job. Dino loves both Maika’s kind and sadistic side, and often has fantasies about them being a couple. Dino often fails at confessing his love to Maika, but does not give-up and will still try to tell her how he feels. Unlike Koro and Mafuyu, Maika does not mind Dino falling asleep and will try to comfort him whenever he is upset. Their friends want them to become a couple and find their interactions entertaining to watch.

Kaho Hinata: Kaho is a 17 year old girl who works at Stile, where she plays a tsundere character. Though Kaho plays a tsundere while working, she is actually an energetic girl who loves to play video games, is a champion at arcade games, and is very kind towards others. Kaho is one of Maika’s best friends and is the one who introduces Maika to arcade and video games. Kaho often helps Maika with work and enjoys hanging out with her and Mafuyu outside of work. Whenever customers are playing games at the cafe, Kaho will play with them while acting like a tsundere...which is the only time she acts like an actual tsundere. Maika sees her as a good friend and acts like a sister towards her. Like their coworkers, Kaho is not afraid of Maika’s sadistic look and thinks that she is a natural at her job. Whenever Maika is in shock or remembering something bad, Kaho will try to snap her out of it. It is likely that Kaho has a crush on her coworker, Koyo, who is an actual tsundere that she based her character off of. 

Mafuyu Hoshikawa: Mafuyu is a 20 year old college student who works at Stile. Mafuyu plays a ‘little sister’ character at work, calling the male customers ‘big brother’ and acting like a doting sister. However...she is actually a straight faced, sharp-tongued and strict girl who is the more dominant one at Stile. Despite her small size, she is quite strong and is able to make Dino crumble in fear before her. When Maika first saw her, she thought that Mafuyu was a child...but was flicked in the head by Mafuyu who knew what she was thinking. Maika and Mafuyu get along well as both coworkers and friends. Maika has a lot of respect for Mafuyu, and treats her like an adult instead of a child. Despite being very serious and hardworking, she is also a bit of an otaku like Dino and Kaho. Mafuyu likes to dress-up Maika as a character from a Magical Girl anime, whom Maika slightly resembles. Mafuyu takes great pride in how popular her character at work is, but does wish to be seen as an adult outside of work. Mafuyu lives with her parents and younger brother (who is taller than her), and has always wanted a little sister. She has thought about having a boyfriend...but would rather that the man liked her true persona instead of her fake one.

Miu Amano: Miu is a 22 year old doujinshi artist. Miu had accidentally left a magazine featuring adult rated content at the cafe, and then applied for a part-time job there the next day. She revealed herself to be the creator of that magazine, which made Maika go into shock for quite a while. She decided to work at Stile to find inspiration for her next, original work. After being hired, she took on a ‘big sister’ persona. She is very kind, but also has a wild imagination when it comes to ideas for romance doujinshi...which are quite perverted and sadistic. Maika sees her as a positive role model and tries to be more like a sister figure while working...but still ends up being sadistic without meaning to. Maika’s relationship with Dino inspired Miu to create an original series about a cute but sadistic maid (based off of Maika), and a handsome but cowardly butler (based off of Dino). Miu sees Maika and Dino as her greatest inspirations, and even gets inspiration from her coworkers as well. Miu will often start drawing when she gets an idea for an original doujinshi.

Hideri Kanzaki: Hideri is a 16 year old boy who becomes the newest employee at Stile. At first, everyone believed that Hideri was a girl who had a boyish personality. That is, until, Dino revealed that Hideri was actually a cross-dressing boy. Hideri’s work persona is that of a female idol, as his reason for working at Stile is so he can practice being one. Hideri originally worked at his family’s farm, and was supposed to take over the family farm when he was older. However, he hated working on the farm and wanted to become an idol instead. Hideri decided to move to the city and dressed as a girl as part of his journey to becoming an idol. Hideri knows about Dino’s feelings for Maika and will tease him about it, but Hideri does want Maika to know about Dino’s feelings for her. Hideri and Maika get along well and become good friends. Despite acting and dressing feminine, there are some moments that imply that Hideri may have a crush on Maika...but does not act upon them and still tries to help Dino confess to her. Hideri’s real, boyish voice only comes out when he is upset about something. The customers are unaware that he is really a boy and believe that he is a girl. 

Koyo Akizuki: Koyo is a 21 year old chef who works as a chef at Stile. Koyo is a male tsundere who is often working alongside Dino in the kitchen. Like his coworkers, Koyo is not afraid of Maika’s sadistic face and even praises her for her work performance. Koyo can become both easily angered and flustered, and will act like a tsundere. He wishes that more women would come to the cafe, since all of their customers are usually men. He is a bit of an otaku who likes Yuri (lesbian manga), and wishes to see Yuri scenarios in real life. Maika tried to help make Koyo’s fantasy come true by sharing parfaits with Kaho in order to make him happy. He takes his job seriously and will yell when no one is doing their work...though he mostly does this with Dino. Koyo wants Maika to know how Dino feels about her, and is willing to help him. He is a fan of Miu’s work...but she often imagines him in Boy’s Love scenarios. There are many hints that Koyo has a crush on Kaho, and that he tries to hide that he does care about her. 

Owner: Owner is a stray dog whom Maika found while her way to work. He is a large dog who appears to be a husky mixed. Maika feels a strong connection to Owner, as they both have the same kind of eyes...which made Maika believe that that was why he was abandoned. Maika was unable to take Owner home due to her siblings not liking dogs, and no one else could take him in due to their homes not allowing pets. However, it was soon decided that Owner would stay with Dino, as his apartment was located above the cafe. Despite Dino not wanting to have Owner live with him, he could not resist Maika’s plead and agreed to take him in. Since then, Owner has live with Dino and has actually helped improve his lifestyle. Owner is quite intelligent and is able to understand the people around him. Like Maika, Owner’s face becomes sadistic when he smiles. Dino and Owner bond when Owner develops a one-sided love for a female dog. Maika comments that she, Dino and Owner look like a couple or a family when the three of them are all out together.

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Sorry that it took me a while to get to these; I’ve been very low energy and am still low energy so apologies for that!

As for Marie, her real name is Olivia (her stage name is Marie Annette) and yes, it’s a pun, because she is the Ultimate Marionettist. You can ask more about her @aroseandapen since she is L’s muse.

However, Marie’s plot wasn’t created so she could run away from the consequences of her actions--in actuality, they’re much more sinister. You see, the basic idea we have right now is that a certain someone knew about the chapter 3 blackened before they murdered the second victim, but was being blackmailed into silence--because they had a secret they would rather die for than let get loose. However, this lead to Marie’s friend/lover/family/whatever idk we haven’t decided that part yet, get killed as the second victim. After learning about that person’s involvement, Marie gets furious and blames them, but everyone pretty much forgives them once they understand. All but Jaden, who while he does understand their motives, also understands that Marie is still hurt by them and it did cause the death of someone else, and at least had mixed feelings about it and made the mistake of expressing this to Marie.

That was a huge mistake, because Marie then decided that everyone but Jaden should live, and then she was presented with the opportunity to force Jaden into a blackened role. She then makes sure he couldn’t communicate the fact that he was he blackened (as he tried to leave evidence in the form of his glasses at the crime scene, but Marie figured him out quickly and ordered him not to be sneaky about it and not let anyone know) and yeah. Marie basically made Jaden into a blackened not to escape from punishment, but to punish everyone (including herself) and let Jaden go free.

This, of course, backfires, but that’s probably why Marie had Jaden kill that specific classmate. Because at least that person would be dead if her plan failed.

The worst part is that Marie is a pretty good person before this, too, which makes the betrayal so much more impactful.

I can give you a little backstory on Adrian, Jaden, and Irene if you like! I have those written out, so;

Adrian Blanc, the Ultimate Dilettante;

Adrian’s life was pretty mundane and average. They grew up in the middle class, had a normal life with their normal family and normal friends. There was nothing extra ordinary about them, nothing to report. The only thing that caught anyone’s attention, in fact, was how intelligent and sharp Adrian was.

Adrian has the Ultimate Analysis ability, and with their ADHD, tend to hyperfixate on different subjects of all kinds (I.E. Art, music, writing, math, science, mechanics, you name it)  but before they could master any skill, Adrian would always give up, claiming that they had grown too bored of the trade to continue. Adrian became known in their little town as “the renaissance child” or “the jack of all trades,” and would often take on small jobs and favors from neighbors to complete a mundane task. However, they were never talented enough to get a stable job from professionals of the craft, being told that their mediocre skills weren’t enough to qualify for anything.

One day, Adrian’s popularity in their hometown got out to the bigger name cities, and they were asked to star on a talk show and display their many mediocre talents.

Impressed by their wide array of skills, the American Ultimate Initiative contacted Adrian to ask them if they wanted to attend the American Hope’s Peak Academy as “The Ultimate Dilettante.” Hesitantly, Adrian agreed, though is uncomfortable with their title.

Adrian is insecure over their lack of mastering any single talent, and feels as if their “Ultimate Title” can feel like someone was mocking them for it. After all, in the modern professional world, a “Jack of all trades” was pretty useless.

Jaden Holland, the Ultimate Digital Artist;

The Holland family is a black, progressive family that consists of Jaden’s mother (Agatha), Jaden’s elder sister (Jayleen), Jaden’s elder brother (Glenn) and Jaden himself, and a small dog named Juniper. (You can ask L more about Jayleen and Glenn)

Jaden’s father left their family when Jaden was just born, so his mother and his elder sister were the ones who mostly raised Glenn and Jaden. With Agatha working in the police force and their overall family ideals being liberal, Jaden grew up more socially aware and expressive early on. However, when he was a young child, Jaden was attacked by a large mixed breed stray dog, which left grotesque scars on his neck and unable to use his vocal chords. Ever since, he has been wearing high-collared shirts and turtle necks to hide them, embarrassed and ashamed of the scars. He also found that whispering could be painful at times, so he and his family learned sign language.

Aside from that traumatic event, Jaden lived a relatively calm life, and he took interest in digital art soon after the attack. He begged his mother for a pen tablet, and kick started his talent in the digital arts. Jaden has posted over one-thousand pieces of art under the user “Silenced-Arts.” He became quite a popular artist over time, and soon, he was written about in newspapers and online articles as “the boy who can paint a photo,” which was a reference to Jaden’s typical art style being hyper-realistic paintings of surreal scenes that people often would often mistake as photos or edited photos. This caused a bit of controversy until Jaden learned how to use Hypercam and other screen-recording software, and posted various drawing videos that immediately made him an even more popular artist on youtube and all over the web.

Jaden expanded his skills to different forms of digital art, such as 3D modeling and 2D/3D animation. However, he is most comfortable and skilled with painting and drawing.

His skills and talent grew until finally, just before his second year of high school, Jaden was scouted by the American Hopes Peak Academy as the Ultimate Digital Artist for a student film that was all animated but was 100% painted and hyper realistic.

Jaden has a special pair of gloves made by “A friend of a friend” (hint: It Miu) that has special sensors that can translate his signing to American English, and has a speaker that projects a voice resting in his breast pocket. This idea is loosely based off of this amazing keyboard “glove” where each unique hand gesture represents a unique letter. It relies on the same principle, except using ASL gestures and a blue tooth “text to speech” speaker. The speaker sounds as fluid and human as K1-B0’s voice, and the gloves have sensors to change the “tone” of his voice and mimic the emotion he wants to convey. (Jaden has the bonus of being able to manually select an emotion with gestures that are unique but do not mean anything in ASL, such as double tapping your thumb and index finger together... well unless that is a thing in sign language, I’m not sure.)

Jaden’s older brother, Glenn, is a member of D.I.C.E. as a fire dancer.

Irene Foster, the Ultimate Street Fighter;

Irene was a runaway orphan, originally born into a wealthy family. Her parents were always busy with work, so Irene was typically left to her own devices or kept busy with random lessons that varied from piano lessons to fencing. However, her parents were assassinated due to her father’s business company making enemies in the wrong places. The assassin didn’t kill Irene, only because of the guilt that he pretty much just made this girl into an orphan. (He wasn’t very good at being an assassin.)

Irene then ran away from Britain to New York City by stowing away on an airplane, and ran away from foster homes that took her in until she started getting into fights. Eventually, underground criminal rings for street fighting took an interest in her, and this earned her access to an underground street fighting ring. She was a natural fighter (though often feeling like she was fighting for her very life) and quickly earned a living off of her matches.

Eventually, she came across a house just outside of the city that had caught on fire. Among the flames was a little girl named Erin Rider, holding a teddy bear in one hand and a lighter in the other. After a little prying, Irene learned that Erin was a victim of constant abuse from her parents, and she thought she could burn the house down and run away. Erin is unaware that she killed her parents in the house fire and assumes they thought she died and never looked for her. Irene never had the heart to tell Erin that she killed her own parents, and instead, decided to take care of the little girl as her own sister. She decided it would be a secret she took with her to her grave.

With another mouth to feed, however, Irene had to take on more challenges to earn money enough for both her and Erin to eat, and eventually, Irene became known in the underground ring as “The Girl of Iron.” This caught the attention of the American Ultimate Initiative, and Irene earned her title as the “Ultimate Street Fighter.”

Now just for you, I’ll go ahead and type out Leah’s back story to the best of my ability because why not:

Leah Welsh, the Ultimate Hunter/Huntress;

Leah was disowned by her parents at the age of 13, once she finally confessed to them that their son, Orlando, didn’t exist anymore and wanted to be a girl named Leah. The transphobic backlash from her parents came as a genuine, horrifying shock to Leah, and she immediately ran away to her grandfather Orrin’s house to explain what happened. Being a far more open minded man and far more liberal, he disowned his own child and took Leah in as his own, and decided to move from Ireland to the United States to further distance them from the horrible people that were Leah’s parents.

Orrin was a skilled hunter, and not being able to leave a young Leah by herself, he decided to take her with him. Leah took an interest in hunting, and Orrin started teaching her--and much to his surprise, Leah took the lessons extremely well, and within just a few years, was a master hunter that surpassed even his own skills. They even traveled to Australia and Africa for some legal hunting.

However, Orrin was old, and he eventually passed away from old age when Leah was sixteen. Saddened but not discouraged, Leah started hunting game to make a profit as a survival tactic.

Eventually, Leah was called by a secret service of the government and taken into custody to be given an offer. A huge sum of money for using her hunting skills for an assassination--a very corrupt man who dealt with human trafficking, terrorism, and other criminal activities that made him too dangerous. However, every previous assassination attempt lead to failure due to the men and woman being official government figures and there being a rat in the government. They needed someone who could pull off the assassination who was unsuspecting and didn’t have a face int he underground criminal ring. Leah hesitantly accepted the offer.

She was sent to Australia for her target, since he was on a vacation there with his family. It was a very simple job, in actuality, and she used a sniper rifle in the wilderness to kill her target when he was having a picnic break with his family after stalking him for several nights. Unfortunately, Leah may have mentally prepared for his death and telling herself he deserved it for being such a monster, but she didn’t mentally prepare herself for the family’s reaction to his assassination. Leah went home that very same night with the screams still ringing in her ears.

A few months later, Leah learned that the wife of the corrupted man had killed her two children and then herself. As much as Leah tried, she couldn’t get the incident out of her head, and she decided to hunt some deer to distract herself from it, only to shoot a deer and it’s cry immediately triggering her. Immediately after the incident with the deer, Leah realized all at once that she was ending lives, killing creatures with families and futures that she stole away, and in her grief and trauma, Leah became completely vegan and vouched to never hunt again, nor kill any living, breathing creature.

A month later, Leah received an invitation from the American Hope’s Peak to be “The Ultimate Hunter”. With no job or any way to make money, Leah had no choice but to accept, but the title was more like a huge slap in the face than an honor to have.

[peterstanslizzie]

Re-watching Lizzie Mcguire: Episode 1.6 (Jack of All Trades)

- We first see Mr. Pettis administering a career aptitude test to his 7th grade students. I don’t think my teachers ever handed out those before back in my day. After class, Gordo mentions to his friends that Mr. Pettis has been giving his Bs in Science all semester because he hates Gordo.

- It’s strange because he is usually a straight-A student and the standard of his work is always two steps above the class average. Gordo can’t seem to figure out why that is but we will eventually find out later in the episode.

Career Mismatch & Matt’s New Identity

- At home, Lizzie informs her parents about the career aptitude test she had to take and her parents tell her that they too had taken one before. Jo Mcguire was supposed to be a rock diva with a renowned shoe collection and Sam Mcguire was supposed to be along the lines of a mechanical engineer.

This reminds me of Phineas and Ferb where Phineas, Ferb and Candace’s mom was a famous pop star in the eighties who went by the name of Lindana

- We then hear Matt telling his family that from now on, he wants his name to be ‘M-Dogg’ in reference to Snoop Dogg because he expresses he wants to be different from the rest of his classmates. Both Jo and Sam are not so thrilled about this but at the same time, they don’t want to discourage him.

I wonder how did Matt manage to get this made?

- The next morning, Matt heads to the front door to leave for school and he is dressed in a sort of ‘urban/street‘ getup and Jo demands he changes into something more appropriate. He even installed an ‘M-Dogg’ identity plate on the back of his bike.

Results of the Career Aptitude Test are In

- Mr. Pettis announces that the class is required to carry out an individual science project as part of their unit of the human brain.

- As Lizzie, Gordo and Miranda are waiting anxiously for their test results, they discuss about their future career goals; Lizzie wants to work in an interesting job that requires a lot of travel but at the same time, allowing her plenty of time to take care of her future twins. In reference to the new revival series coming out in 2020, we now know that Lizzie is working as an apprentice to a NYC decorator. I wonder if it fits all the criteria for her ideal job. Miranda just wants to be rich; Don’t we all...

This is not what they envisioned exactly...

- They finally receive their results and they were unsurprisingly off the mark. Miranda is matched to become a Navy Seal, Lizzie gets Cosmetologist her future career and Gordo gets Blackjack Dealer. I think out of all these careers, I’d rather be what Gordo got but I don’t think I could handle being in a room full of smokers (I presume that many casinos have mostly smoking areas?). Plus, I’d probably have to work late hours to make a decent amount of money.

- They take their results too seriously, especially Miranda because she cannot bear to get her hair wet. But Gordo as well gets a bit too hung up about the idea of becoming a Blackjack Dealer.

M-Dogg Goes Too Far

- Lizzie is almost finished with her science project on the Human Brain, which is basically a poster diagram of the central nervous system but she runs of out ink in her marker. She asks Matt for help but forgets to address him as ‘M-Dogg’ and he straight up ignores her. Even when she starts calling him ‘M-Dogg’, he still doesn’t want to help her find another marker.

- Lizzie was clever enough to threaten him to tell everyone that he sleeps on dorky action hero bed sheets. He got the message and immediately hands her over the marker, which was in his hand the whole time.

- Similar to Episode 2, ‘Picture Day’ when Matt pretended to be sick and Jo decided to play a trick on him by making his time at home miserable, his parents kinda do the same thing here by really going for it and addressing him as ‘M-Dogg’ no matter what. Sam even wants Matt to call him ‘Dee Dee’ at all times and Jo wants him to call her ‘Miu Miu’. Like Prada’s Miu Miu lol?

- They’re essentially doing the same thing that Matt has been doing to them and Matt doesn’t respond well to it and starts regretting his decision to request he be called a different name.

Gordo and Lizzie Switches Projects

- Later that night, Lizzie and Gordo are chatting over the phone and Gordo asks Lizzie if they could switch science projects because he realizes that no matter how brilliant his work is, he is always going to end up getting a B. He essentially wants to make sure his project gets the grade it deserves. Lizzie isn’t so sure about it and tells him that she would think about it overnight.

- The thought about them switching projects and passing it off as their own actually made me cringe a bit just because in college, that is considered plagiarism and that comes with a pretty hefty penalty.

I don’t think I could ever build something like this, even as a Biochemistry student at Imperial College London, where I graduated from.

- At school the next day, Gordo shows his friends his amazing, electronic 3D  model of the brain in which each section of the brain can be stimulated with the push of a button. He also warns that pressing 2 or more buttons at the same time would overheat the brain model and something bad might potentially happen. Despite all the complications present, Lizzie caves in and agrees to switch in her mediocre project for Gordo’s. Sorry, I had to call a spade a spade  and well, she eventually gets a C on her work.

- Mr. Pettis is very impressed with Lizzie’s project and deems it to be A+ grade material. He even asks her if she ever considered a career in Neurology, which somehow triggered Gordo and he confesses to him that he is the one behind that project. He even manages to sneak in a slight diss at Lizzie by saying that she and the rest of his classmates are busy at the water-park trading beanie babies. Gordo! That is so not cool hahaha.

- Enraged with emotions, Gordo begins to demonstrate what his 3D model can do by pushing the buttons of his brain model a bit too quickly one after the other and tells off Mr. Pettis at the same time for not giving him proper credit for all the work he has done over the year.

I really hope the inside of that brain model is just water

- Because of that, his brain model starts heating up and it suddenly explodes and all the gunk from the brain flies straight right into Gordo, Mr. Pettis and Lizzie’s face.

- Mr. Pettis dismisses the class and Gordo is forced to stay behind and before Lizzie could sneak out, she gets called out for plagiarism by Mr. Pettis. Lizzie, who clearly did not understand the concept of plagiarism before this is sure to comprehend it from now on.

Lizzie and Miranda are curious to find out what’s going to happen to Gordo. Lizzie evens asks Miranda to give her a boost so that she can eavesdrop on their conversation through the upper window of the door.

Gordo Learns a Life Lesson

- Gordo confesses to Mr. Pettis that is was his idea to get Lizzie to switch projects with him because he feels it was impossible for him to get a fair grade from his teacher. Mr. Pettis reveals to Gordo that the reason he has been giving him Bs all year is because ever since he got an A- in his first project, he feels like Gordo has been coasting along and not pushing himself to deliver his best work.

Gordo and Mr. Pettis shares a heartwarming moment together

- In turn, this actually caused Gordo to push himself and work 2-weeks straight on his brain model, which is A+ material. So, Mr. Pettis’s technique to get Gordo to bring his A game worked. I get his intention, I really do. But somehow, credit should be given where credit is due. 

- Like, I suspect that all of Gordo’s B-grade projects are all worth As if he were to be judged accordingly based on the class curve. But because Mr. Pettis holds him to such a high standard, Gordo is assessed very differently from his peers. But all in all, I really enjoyed this moment between the two. Mr. Pettis just wants Gordo to not rest on being safe and wants him to strive for excellence. And I think these are the best kinds of teachers to have.

- We also get word that even Mr. Pettis doesn’t take the career aptitude test seriously and that when he took the test back in school, he was matched to be a ‘rodeo clown’. These tests are meant to open up their horizons on the different careers out there. Well, I never take these tests seriously at all from the get-go.

Way to play it cool Miranda and Lizzie lol

As Lizzie and Miranda try to eavesdrop again, Gordo opens the door and accidentally scares them, which causes them to both fall. Gordo tells them that after talking to Mr. Pettis, he learns he doesn’t actually hate him and that he can probably get an A by the end of the semester.

M-Dogg is Finished, Finally!

- During dinner at the Mcguire household, Lizzie and her parents are doing all  they can to go along with their strategy of only addressing Matt as ‘M-Dogg’ and only responding to him if he calls them their ‘Dee Dee’ and ‘Miu Miu’ names at all times.

- Matt is weird out by this and he tells his parents that he wants to take back his own name if he is able to call his parents mom and dad again. Well, Sam and Jo’s strategy paid off well without having to reprimand him or force him to change back his name. I just hope Matt soon learns how to detect when his parents are playing mind games on him.

Overall Thoughts

- This was a solid episode. There was a really good lesson to take away from the story-line involving Gordo and Mr. Pettis, which is the importance of maximizing your potential and not being too comfortable in being average when you are better than that. Even for the younger kids, they would learn that switching your work with another person and passing it off as your own is considered plagiarism and that could result in marks deducted off your grade or even suspension in more serious cases.

- Again, I really don’t care about Matt’s ‘M-Dogg’ story-line. I said it once and I will say it again, it’s just episode filler. Fortunately, there are some story-lines involving Matt that are interesting and is full of depth later in the series but I would say that especially in Season 1, it’s more filler than depth in my opinion.

[silver-wields-a-pen]

“All Twilight ” A Guardians of Las short

Miu giggled as she walked beside Avari. If one could call the stumbling around in what was definitely not a straight line “walking”. After nearly tripping over a stone on the path, her hands flew to her mouth as more giggles erupted. Those passing by gave sidelong glances. “I had too much.” She mock whispered. “Clearly.” Avari shook her head as she took Miu's arm to help steady her. She glanced over as Miu leaned heavily into her, a dramatic sigh on her lips. “Why did no one ever tell me how much fun Las parties could be?” “Yes, being in a room full of near strangers, imbibing more alcohol than necessary,” a sidelong look to Miu, “and being spun around a room is such fun.” “You,” Miu rounded on Avari and placed a finger to her chest, her voice lowering, “need to learn to let loose and enjoy yourself.” Avari looked over Miu’s shoulder before slowing her footsteps, allowing a small gap to form between them as Miu continued trekking backward. “I never said I didn’t enjoy myself.” “Did you?” She hummed in thought. “Not as much as you did.” There was a small yelp, as Miu's heel slipped on a patch of ice and she fell into a heap. Avari shook her head as she crouched beside the woman, whose shoulders began to shake before more laughter came bubbling out. “You could’ve warned me!” She sat up and gave Avari a glare with no heat behind it. “Well how else were you to learn?” “Learn what?” “Not to wear heels and drink at the same time.” She sent a pointed look to the heeled sandals Miu wore. She reached over and gently prodded her ankles, a small frown appearing. “Pfft,” Miu waved a hand at Avari’s actions. “I feel fine.” “You’ve been drinking, of course you feel fine.” She looked around for a place to take Miu so she could get off the ground. The snow she’d fallen into was already sleeping into her dress and her shawl was strewn haphazardly from the sudden fall. Nearby there were some stacked crates in the opening of an alley, probably used to store decorations once the festival was over. She helped Miu, who again insisted she was fine, up and over to sit on one. Avari didn’t see the roll of eyes as much as she heard it in the sigh as she reached down to take a closer look at her ankles. “We probably won’t know anything till morning when you’re sober, but I’m not feeling any swelling.” “We? Are you planning on watching me all night?” Avari looked up to see a smirk on Miu’s face and eyes that were half-lidded, a deeper blue seeming to overtake them. She sighed deeply, as she braced herself before standing up, her hands coming to rest on Miu's shoulders to keep her from leaning forward more than she had. “Miu.” She blinked, as the tone of Avari’s voice reached her ears, a bit of clarity coming back into them as she leaned back. “What is it?” “There is something we need to discuss.”

She frowned, cat-like ears lowering a little, as she leaned into the cold stone behind her. “It can’t wait?” “No.” “...Oh.” Miu reached a hand up to rub her neck nervously, her eyes looking anywhere but at the woman in front of her. “Tonight isn’t going to end how you want it to.” Warmth flooded Miu’s face as she peeked through her bangs at Avari. “Is it…did I do something wrong?” “No.” “Then…?” Avari took a deep breath. It’s been a long time since she’s had this talk with anyone. “I don’t want to bed you.” She held a hand up as a look of hurt flickered across Miu’s face. “Not because you’re not beautiful. You know you are. And not because I am not intrigued by you. I am,” She paused for a moment to gauge Miu’s look of silent curiosity as to where this was going. “I simply don’t feel sexual urges. The act itself holds no interest for me.” “Oh…” Miu’s ears straightened in surprised, as her eyes widened slightly. A moment passed as she mulled over the information. “So…no sharing a bed at all?” “I didn’t say that.” “…I’m not sure I follow…” Avari rubbed her chin lightly, as she thought how to explain. She took a step away from the wall of the building as an idea came to her. “Come here.” With a frown Miu slid off the crate and moved closer, until she was about a foot away.

Avari stepped forward to wrap an arm around her waist and brought her up against her, eliciting a small gasp of surprise. “Do you remember that time in the forest?” She took up one of Miu’s hands and began to slowly lead her into a simple waltz-like dance. “You wanted to see if our auras manifested in a similar manner.” “Yes.” “After I relented and finally focused my aura to my hand you also brought forth yours.” Miu nodded her head as her eyes remain fixed on Avari’s. “I recall you having a feather-light touch with your fingertips, but what overshadowed that was the way our auras intertwined.” She ceased their footsteps but didn’t release Miu’s hand just yet. “Do you remember?” Miu opened her mouth, voice cutting out as she felt her fingers, which chilled in the cool night air, begin to warm. Her head turned to see the hand that Avari held being engulfed in a soft, blue glow. Her eyes widened, as she looked to Avari and then back to their joined hands, bringing forth her own magenta glow and watched as its wispy presence mingled. A smile spread across her lips, as Avari intertwined their fingers. “This sensation of warmth and connection is the feeling that kissing and other romantic gestures produces for me. Nothing more.” Miu hummed in understanding as she leaned her head on Avari’s shoulder, keeping her gazed fixed on their hands. “I thought you didn’t like it the way you yanked your hand away back then.” “I was taken by surprise. It’s been awhile since I’ve felt…” She imagined different things to say but nothing seemed to fit. “This.” Miu lifted her head to meet Avari’s gaze before a wide grin spread across her face and she looked down in a bashful manner. “’I really don’t know what to say to that.” “You don’t have to say anything.” She released Miu's hand and rested it against Miu’s waist. In response she looped her arms around Avari’s neck to settle comfortably on her shoulders and her gaze fell to her lips before she blinked rapidly and quickly turned her head to let out a yawn. Avari chuckled at the pout Miu gave as she put some distance between them. “It’s time to finish your walk back to the Inn.” “Ugh, I don’t want to,” she whined, as her shoulders slumped forward. “That place is so cheap and there’s a terrible draft that freezes my ears off at night.” Avari hummed, as she led Miu back onto the path. “You didn’t complain about it before.” “That’s cause I thought there would be an activity happening to keep me warm before…OH my nightie! You HAVE to see it!” “Why?” “I put a lot of effort into choosing one and spent good money on it! Pleeeeeeease,” She held her hands together. “It deserves to be at least seen!” Avari rolled her eyes, but acquiesced much to Miu’s delight.

She squealed, “It’s SO PRETTY I’m sure you’ll like it!” She beamed as she excitedly led the way to the inn.

Avari’s easy smile vanished as they stepped inside and she looked around the building. There were two drunks yelling at each other by the bar and more than one table had people passed out at them. None of the workers seemed all that interested in doing anything. From above she could easily hear the creaking of wood as people walked around, some loose dust falling. Her nose bunched in disgust as it was hit with a strange odour. She looked over to Miu who rubbed her own nose a bit. “You get used to it after a while.” “Doubtful.” She gave the place another judging glance. “This is the Inn you chose to stay at?” Miu shrugged. “I did say it was cheap. The cheapest Las offers to be exact.” “It looks the part. Surely you could have afforded something else?” Miu looked down as she nervously fiddled with her own fingers. “I uh…it um…“she laughed nervously, “…it’s a really nice nightie.” “You––” Avari gaped before she shut her eyes in disbelief and took a deep breath. “Just-get your stuff, you’re staying at my place.” “Really?” “Yes, and be quick! I’ll wait outside.” She didn’t wait for a response as she turned back out the door and took a refreshing breath of crisp, clean winter air. She took a couple steps away and crossed her arms as she waited for Miu to emerge.

After a few minutes, she appeared, breathing a little heavy from rushing her stuff together.

Avari reached over and plucked the bag from her hand and easily slung it over her shoulder, beckoning Miu to follow her, which she gladly while wearing a big smile. They walked in silence until Avari spoke up when her home came into view. “…You are okay with this?” “Hmm?” Miu looked over in confusion, gaze flickering between the other woman’s eyes, before realization dawned on her. “OH!!” She waved her hand. “Pfft Oh yeah. I mean, I’m more than capable of handling my own sexual gratification but the feeling I have when I’m around you,” she reached over and grasped Avari’s free hand and gave it a squeeze, “that’s all I need.” She received a squeeze back in answer. Written by @raylenequinn

[betterthinkaboutittwice]

Post-Episode 4 PD48 Top 12

Alright so I have no idea how often I’m gonna do this. Right now I’m basically just doing an updated one after every episode, but that might change later on to be just doing one after every elimination instead. Here’s a link to remind you of what my previous Top 12 looked like. I’m honestly not even sure what the new one will look like, I’m gonna go through my notes as I write this (yes, I take notes during the episodes, fight me). With that said, find my new list (and potential spoilers) below the cut~

A disclaimer: Jurina would be my rank one, far and away, because I’m honestly just in love with her. However, because she’s leaving the show due to her health, even though she hasn’t done so yet technically, I won’t be including her on this list. I hope she takes a good, long rest and recovers well!! Health is the most important thing.

Takeuchi Miyu (AKB48), Main Vocal - So I said I wouldn’t be talked down from Kaeun as rank one, but here we are, literally a week later. I can’t help it. Miyu’s voice does things to me. She absolutely killed it in the High Tension performance. Miyu has the most unique vocal tone in the show, and for my money she’s also the most vocally talented overall. She has great stage presence as well, and seems a competent dancer.

Yabuki Nako (HKT48), Vocal/Dancer/Visual - Nako is the complete package as an idol already, which is incredibly impressive. She’s capable of handling lead vocal responsibilities, a quality dancer, and she’s got visuals off the charts. Literally the cutest thing. I adore her, and she deserved that record-setting amount of live votes.

Lee Kaeun (Pledis), Leader - Same things I said last time, she’s just great at everything, has shown remarkable leadership ability, and deserves to re-debut. She probably fell on my list mostly because she didn’t get to do much in the Peek-a-boo performance.

Lee Chaeyeon (WM), Main Dancer - Not much has changed here. Still strikes me as the best dancer of the participants, handled main vocals on Very Very Very quite admirably, has great stage presence.

Miyawaki Sakura (HKT48), Sub-vocal/Dancer/Visual - She rises on my list this week mostly because of how hard-working she is. She switched positions/parts twice over the course of like three days in preparing for the group battle, and worked her ass off for both. I think the mentors were probably overly harsh on her as center (Mnet playing up the drama, imo), but the fact that she switched off of center and only had one day to prepare and still did everything very well when it came to the performance further proves that she really would be a benefit to any group.

Muto Tomu (AKB48), Sub-vocal/Dancer/Visual - Same as what I said last week. She has a unique vocal tone that I want more of. She’s a stable vocalist, good dancer, extremely cute. One of my (unexpected) personal faves.

Honda Hitomi (AKB48), Lead Dancer - Still the next-best dancer in the show, for my money. Great dancer, learns quickly, teaches the others, is v cute. A+ international girl group material.

Takahashi Juri (AKB48), Lead Vocal - Juri replaces Jang Gyuri on my list at the lead vocal position. She won me over with her performance of Short Hair. That is not an easy vocal song, and she absolutely killed it. She wasn’t the main vocal in her group, but she grabbed my attention with her voice more than her group’s main vocal did. She also just seems like a great person, always willing to help or to sacrifice to do what’s best for the group.

Lee Sian (Stone Music), Vocal/Visual - So I actually spent most of the past couple episodes wondering to myself why people on the show kept talking about Sian as if she was the ace of a group, because I never saw much from her. Well THAT changed. She really grabbed me with her Short Hair performance (on the opposite team of Juri). She has a powerful voice, and strong visuals, and overall seems to be a balanced performer.

Shitao Miu (AKB48), Rapper/Visual - Here’s another one that caught me by surprise. She just wrapped me right around her finger during her Peek-a-boo performance. She nailed the rap verse (which is especially hard being that she had to rap in a second language for her), served looks up and down the stage, and then turned out to also be extremely precious and cute.

Ahn Yujin (Starship), Rapper/Visual/Vocal/Dancer/Everything - Yeah, okay, I can’t justify leaving her off anymore, she forced me to pay attention in Very Very Very. First off, how in the world is she so pretty? Second, how is she so good at literally everything? I already thought she was a good dancer and vocalist, but then she rapped like THAT?? Not fair, y’all. Not fair.

Huh Yunjin (Pledis), Vocal/Visual - Yeah she won me over. I mean, I already liked her from her intro video, but I didn’t have much else to go on. Then she owned High Tension and grabbed me. She’s got good stage presence, very stable vocals (with more potential than she even got to show in High Tension, imo), and she’s a solid dancer, with those good Tall Genes™ and visuals to boot.

So that’s my Top 12 after episode 4! This was a bit harder to do than my last one. Jurina was tough to replace on my list, and there was also a lot more talent on display in episode 4 than there had been before. Other names that just missed the list for me: Jang Wonyoung (Starship), Jang Gyuri (Stone Music), Cho Ahyoung (FNC), Cho Sarang (Million Market), Iwatate Saho (AKB48), Imada Mina (HKT48), Nakanishi Chiyori (AKB48), Kwon Eunbi (Woollim), Park Haeyoon (FNC), Han Chowon (Cube), Chiba Erii (AKB48) (YES I FUCKING LOVE HER, SHE’S SO PRECIOUS AND WONDERFUL AND SHE TRIED HER BEST DESPITE ALL ODDS BEING AGAINST HER AND IF YOU SHIT-TALK HER OR BOOMBAYAH TEAM TWO I WILL FIGHT YOU IRL)

Hoooooo boy that was a lot of writing again! If you read all this again this week for some reason, thanks again, and I love you again~

[lore-a-lie]

Chapter 3, Act 2: From the Diary of a Fly on the Wall

Daily Life

Kaede was feeling much better the next day at the dining hall. She felt a little bad that she hadn’t told Gonta about the flashback light Kaito and Ryoma had found, but it wouldn’t take long to explain. It wasn’t like she was really in the mood to have seen the memories either, after getting what she needed to hear out of Korekiyo, so she was glad Angie and Tenko pushed for them to wait a day.

It was really fucked up, don’t get her wrong. But assuming he was being honest, and he hardly seemed to have a reason to lie with how he kept trying to set her off to see what she’d do, she had her closure.

Not that it made seeing him any easier, as Korekiyo was still one of the first people there along with Kaito and Ryoma. It looked like they were taking over for Gonta right now, since he wasn’t here yet. Neither was Kokichi for that matter. Odd that she hadn’t seen him at all today. Unless he was trying to avoid her.

“Ey, Kaede! Bright and early again I see,” Kaito said, beaming like he normally did as he encouraged her to take a seat by Ryoma. However given his current company his chipper mood was returned with a poorly disguised facepalm by his short companion and a dark glower from his supposed ward.

Seeing such a harsh contrast Kaede couldn’t help but weakly giggle a bit as she sat in the open chair. She was pretty sure Ryoma was giving Kaito a glare, but she couldn’t really tell from this angle without making it obvious she was staring. Probably because of how close it put her to Korekiyo, and rightly so.

I mean I don’t really know how I should be reacting to this either. If they still see me shaken they might lose faith in my ability to lead or make decisions, and if I’m too openly angry or spiteful that might be considered as me being too biased against him or risk someone killing him and lead to a trial. But on the other hand if they wanted me to be more decisive about him I might be seen as too soft right now.

“I could say the same to you. Anything going on?” she asked, trying to avoid looking Korekiyo as much as she could to help keep herself calm. Which was made harder by him being the first to answer.

“You mean aside from there being a thief among us?”

“According the serial killer.” Ryoma quickly brushed him off.

“Why should that matter? Items are missing from my lab and you can’t deny that! Besides, last I checked that applies to both of us and only you earned a tabloid name for it.” (Boy he’s heated over this. Good.)

“What about “Ladykiller”?” Kaito jokingly suggested, also ignoring the possibly more serious subject.

“... That was not a request to be given one. Do try to learn some tact. You’re worse than Kibo.” With the exasperation in Korekiyo’s tone, he was probably gesturing to her to prove his point. Not that Kaede risked looking at him to know for sure.

Though as if to remind her what kind of people she was still dealing with, Korekiyo ended up derailing his own train of thought with another tabloid tangent. “Why must they all have “Killer” in them anyway? Considering our own “Killer Tennis” and how “ Kirakira ” sounds like “Killer-killer”. Though at least we aren’t misusing the word “Genocide” again, like the Genocide Jack fiasco. How could anyone  ever think that was a decent name for a possibly female murderer, given her choice of victims, is beyond me.”

“ENOUGH PLEASE! Do we know the objects being missing means they’ve been stolen? I mean if someone’s watching this game then maybe Monokuma’s meant to take away pieces of evidence so they can’t be used in later cases. You know, to keep later murders from being too similar to the others and keep things interesting?” (God I hope he buys this. I mean if stuff related to crimes is going missing and it isn’t Monokuma it’s probably Kokichi’s handiwork. Or it could just be him tormenting Korekiyo.)

“I didn’t say the relics that are no longer present were ones related to any of the murders from before.” His tone sounded like he was suspicious of how Kaede knew that. But as far as she knew she did nothing wrong so she swallowed and tried to keep her voice level as she explained herself best she could.

“Sorry, I was just guessing. I mean I saw that the katana was still missing from its sheath before and I wasn’t sure I saw that mask back in its case when I stopped by yesterday. What else is missing then?”

“You did what?” Ryoma seemed shaken by that admission. But even though the question was probably directed at her it was Korekiyo he turned to glare daggers at.

“Yes, she visited to give Gonta some more “pleasant” company. Likely to make sure I hadn’t bored him to death with my old books. Nothing you need to worry about, Ryoma.” Korekiyo lied as easily as breathing, and Kaede had no reason to want to correct him. It’d only upset Ryoma and Kaito more, she was sure. He turned to face her as he addressed her question. “Your guess was largely correct, however I’m not sure if the book I was going to use for the would-be seance murder should’ve counted as evidence in that case. However this theory does seem fairly plausible otherwise, as the syringe and other supplies related to Himiko’s death haven’t been returned to Miu’s lab either last I checked.” (KOKICHI LIVES ANOTHER DAY!)

“Aww, Gonta if you were that lonely you could have just locked Kiyo up in there and hung out with me~” Kokichi’s teasing drawl came from the hallway doors, and Gonta stood by his side, looking troubled at the group. They must have overheard, but if Kokichi picked up on Korekiyo’s lie he was content to let it slide. Gonta didn’t point it out either for whatever reason as he took to sitting on Korekiyo’s other side as Kokichi took to Kaede’s.

“Gonta sorry he late! He forget Kiyo also get up early, and Kokichi wanted to teach Gonta about-”

“Not talking to strangers in weird creepy masks!” Kokichi pointedly cut him off as he pointed at Korekiyo and gave him an exaggerated glare, getting only a skeptical look in return. But Korekiyo chose to play along with the obvious lie, as if returning the favor of Kokichi not calling his own out.

“I may be strange, but is it still right to treat me as a stranger? We all knew each other too well for that sort of false distance yes?”

“Gonta pretty sure Kokichi right if Kiyo treats bugs as candy.” (WHAT?! EW, NO! NO. NONONONO. No.)

“Reptites don’t? That’s a surprise, I’d figure they’d have at least one similar recipe considering how many “ethnic” sweets may go into such territories. But not to worry. I wouldn’t dare touch any of your beloved specimens for such a petty treat I promise. No matter how well candied crickets would go with my tea.”

“WHAT THE FUCK, I WAS LYING TO HIM! I mean, it’s not like I haven’t used licensed candies like that for some pranks, but seriously? Whyyyyyy?” Kokichi whined and flailed about, which seemed to help keep Gonta from having a clear shot at Korekiyo if the gentle giant lost his temper. But aside from some breathing exercises and tensing on his part Gonta took the news pretty well! (What a shame.)

“Beggars can’t be choosers when looking into other cultures, and as said they can be quite tasty.”

“Not when people are eating please!” Kaede complained, and possibly a bit too loudly at that.

“ARE YOU BULLYING KAEDE OVER THERE?! Kaede I’m sooo sorry, I had no idea I had left you alone with these immature ruffians!... And Gonta.” (... Did she just- Is she making an exception for Gonta? YES!)

Tenko was quick to run to Kaede’s side to give her an overblown hug as she looked at the boys as if they had done something horrible to her. Tsumugi and Angie were a ways behind her, along with a… pigeon?

It was definitely a pigeon that flew by and sat itself on Tenko’s head, and since she wasn’t overreacting to this Kaede could only assume this was some sort of normal. (One of Himiko’s doves maybe? I haven’t seen any lately. Not since the party come to think of it- ACK, that was days ago! Oh dear, are they okay?)

“Yup, yup! We’re sorry, so sorry, Angie just wanted to try swimming with Himiko’s fishies during feeding time! They enjoy Tenko’s daily blood sacrifices nearly as much as Atua does, so cute~”

“Please stop calling Himiko’s piranha “fishies” Angie, it really downplays how dangerous that could be!” Tsumugi scolded, still obviously distressed by whatever had happened in the dojo.

“It’s fine, it’s fine~ Nothing to worry about!”

“Tenko’s going to make a swear jar for you misusing that phrase at this rate.”

“Can we make one for all the third-person people too? OH, or how about catchphrases, like Ryoma’s?”

“Pretty sure your “it’s a lie” spiel should count enough too if you wanna go there kid.”

“Or it could merely be a genuine swear jar. Kaito would end up paying handsomely for that I imagine.”

“H-hey, come on dude don’t be like that. How’d you like it if we went with a purple prose penalty, huh?”

“Gonta not sure what that mean, but if it make Kiyo talk simple Gonta support it!” (Get back on topic!)

“Knock it off you guys, it’s not like money even really matters if we don’t bring it up. But I didn’t know Tenko was taking care of Himiko’s pets, why didn’t you say anything? I could help sometime if you want.”

“Didn’t I tell you? I guess that was just a student council thing, when I was asking if we could take out the pool’s chlorine thingies so Himiko’s fish could have some more room to swim around. But if you want to help there is something I was going to ask you girls! … And guys, if you agree to take things seriously.” (...I’m sorry what was that? Come on Tenko, I mean I know you can’t use the pool but why would you try to ruin that for the rest of us too?! Even if the water level looks way too low for normal swimming.)

“Kibo isn’t here and Kokichi is so I’m not sure we can honestly say we all will. But go on, shoot.” Ryoma deadpanned with a smirk, to which Kaito jokingly hit him in the shoulder in response to that verbal jab.

“This dove’s been pretty chummy with me for a while now, but I don’t really know what to name her. And before you ask yes I know for sure it’s the same bird! I even gave her a little tag on her foot, see?”

The bird in question did have a little red tie on her left leg, as she hopped from Tenko’s head to her hand at the girl’s prompting to aid in this display. As she began pecking at said tie a moment later, despite Tenko’s attempts to convince her to leave it be, it didn’t look like she was too keen on keeping it though.

“Gonta going to ask how Tenko knows it a girl bird. Birds hard to tell, if boy birds aren’t pretty colors or girl birds aren’t really big. Harder than bugs sometimes, and bugs no always have boys or girls at all.”

“What are you talking about, just look at this face! Of course she’s a girl dove!” (I don’t think that’s how this works.)

“Well what about “Himiko”? She’s probably heard the name enough to recognize it at least, right?”

“I’m not sure I’d be comfortable with that. Like maybe “Yumeno” or “Yumeko” would work, but not just “Himiko”. Not yet.”

“Right, sorry Tenko.”

“Not to worry! Thank you very much for your suggestion Kaede, it was really nice. Maybe that’d work for another bird, later. Like a… sleepy one, or something.”

“Well, if we’re starting this off with dead name suggestions why not we go with the most innocent victim of all: Hedwig!”

“Hey, watch your spoilers Kokichi! And that’s too soon…”

“Oh my god Tsumugi that was years ago, get over it already!”

“You do realize she was named for the patron saint of orphans yes? It really isn’t fitting for this at all.”

“Definitely not using it then. I don’t even know what show you all are talking about.”

“Okay, so something more light-hearted and fitting… How about “Oko-san”? I mean yeah he was a fantail, but out of everybirdie he looks the most like her and that name should be gender neutral enough.”

“I’d prefer not naming her after some degenerate bird if I can help it, but that could work! If nothing better comes up I’ll consider it. Thanks, Tsumugi!”

“If a feminine name is needed how about “Inanna”? After the Sumerian goddess of the many aspects of both love and war, due to her association with doves. I think invoking her suits you.”

“... That’s actually kinda pretty but I hate you so no.” (Thanks for that Tenko, I hope he’s disappointed.)

“Well, there was no harm in trying. You did ask for at least one of us to take your dilemma seriously.”

“H-hey we can take this seriously too! How’s about “John Coo”?”

Some distinct groans came from Tsumugi and Kokichi upon hearing it, but Kaede didn’t get the joke. Tenko did at the very least, but she also didn’t seem to appreciate Kaito’s suggestion. Ryoma however looked like he was very valiantly trying to keep himself from laughing, with the weird grin he was making.

“What, no! I just said she was a girl dove you degenerate male!”

“Um, why’s everyone groaning?”

“A bad pun I assume?”

“Seriously Kiyo? I mean a girl not getting it is one thing but what sort of man doesn’t know John Woo!?”

“And that would be?” Kaede tried to push for an actual explanation.

“That action director guy with the weird pigeon fetish!” Kokichi chimed.

“Then that would be the sort of person who doesn’t enjoy such exhausting displays of overstimulation. And here I thought such a description was limited to Tesla.”

As Kaito and Tenko were distracted arguing Gonta made a sort of chirping to get the bird to come over to him. With the small white dove perched on his finger he made another series of coos at it, to which it seemed to be responding. (I guess he really can talk to animals, huh?)

“Uh, Tenko? Birdie say she like the name John Coo.”

“Well there we have it, John Coo it is! Of course she’d like the name given to her by the Luminary of the Stars!”

“I said no!”

“Aww, I was kinda hoping that she’d at least insist on being called “Miss” John Coo or something.” Tsumugi mumbled to herself. Kaede wasn’t sure how a pigeon could really “insist” on that though.

Ryoma had apparently worked his way through his laughter for now and was the very picture of serious as he gave his two cents on the subject. “Any good pet parent would know to respect her wishes. John Coo is a lovely young lady and this should be her decision to make, not yours.”

“But it’s dumb!”

“Don’t say that in front of her Tenko, you’ll hurt her self-esteem. This is a delicate time in her life and John Coo needs you to support her right now.”

“HOW CAN YOU SAY ALL OF THIS WITH A STRAIGHT FACE RYOMA!?” (Pfft. Of course our only decent gambler has the best poker face. How can he do that over something so silly?)

“Easier for me than you I’m sure.” He replied with a wink and one of the most self-satisfied smiles Kaede has ever seen on his face. She, Tsumugi, Kiyo, and Kaito were all obviously trying to hide their laughter, as opposed to Angie and Kokichi who dissolved into a pair of giggling idiots. Gonta didn’t seem it get it.

“... You’re all horrible and Tenko wants you to know she hates you.” Tenko grumbled. (I can live with this.)

“Nyahahaha, that’s okay because John Coo still loves us! Just like Atua, John Coo is too pure to judge~”

“Only because she’s a bit... slow.”

“Just like both of her mommies!”

“I WILL END YOU KOKICHI-”

“Uh, am I interrupting something?” Kibo’s voice came from the door, looking ready to walk back out of it if the answer was “yes”. Tenko took the opportunity to gather herself and sit back down, with John Coo flitting back to her which helped calm her down.

“Nope, you just missed the christening of John Coo the lovey dovey. Say “Hi” John.” Kokichi chimed, and John did actually give a coo at the command. Or it may have been her attempt to complete her name, if that’s how a pigeon could insist on that. Tenko still seemed sour about it all as she pet the little dove.

“I… See. Sorry if you were waiting for me to use the flashback light. We are actually using it right Angie?”

“I guess… Atua still disagrees with this though.”

“Wait, no one tell Gonta flashback light found yesterday! Why no one get him or Kiyo?” (Because of me.)

“After the mess with the last video we decided to give a delay before we all see this one together again. Since not everyone thinks we should use them, but things could get difficult if we learn something big,” Kaede summed up best she could. No one appeared to have much to add to her explanation, and while Korekiyo understood why the knowledge gap could become a problem Gonta looked a bit confused.

“In case it becomes relevant the last video indicated we all may have been part of the same school, despite us all now having the uniforms from whatever highschool we attended before then. There may also be some sort of government program we tried to hide from, which was why we saw that funeral.” Korekiyo supplied, which made enough sense to Gonta that he didn’t look nearly as lost anymore. Angie and Kibo were more troubled by this information, but Tsumugi and Tenko accepted it without question.

And so, despite the concerns against it, Kaede took the light from her backpack and thumbed the switch.

Again she became nearly overwhelmed by the sense of vertigo with the world warping itself around her. But this time the onslaught of memories it unlocked within her were far from pleasant or comforting. It was like the motive videos all over again.

Meteorites had plagued the world, and led to a significant amount of damage to her hometown. The chaos and sense of end times it caused so many people to feel, as if the sky was literally falling around them. How could she have ever forgotten something this important? Or anyone else for that matter.

This explained the state her house was in though. She and her family had left it long before her kidnapping, so of course it would be a mess now. And this fit Kaito’s “natural disaster” theory from before too, for how so many people could be facing some horrible future outside of these walls at the same time.

It sounded like everyone’s experiences were a little different with this batch of memories, unlike before.

The only one who really seemed to have been in a similar situation to her own was Tsumugi, whose hometown also suffered greatly and had been faced with similar fatalistic groups causing havoc. Not that they were they were the only ones who remembered the cults with their flyers declaring that “mankind deserves damnation” and the other violent gangs that sprang out; Kaito and Kibo clearly saw those too.

As Kibo explained his it sounded like he and his professor were rather protected from the event itself, as he remembered more of the news reports and Internet buzz about them than the actual impacts. Tenko and Gonta seemed similarly disconnected, as they had also only heard about the civil unrest it caused.

Angie’s people were mostly faced with rising waters caused by the meteor impacts, which had led to her being sent to Japan as she could recall, but she couldn’t quite grasp why yet. Korekiyo offhandedly mentioned the madness everyone was facing could be part of why he could get away with killing as many girls as he did, as many people had gone missing, but when pressed he only admitted the number was greater than ninety.

He did also remember that the meteorites seemed to have been the cause of a deadly new disease that sprang up. He had encountered it in his travels rather often too, but never showed any symptoms himself. His sister wasn’t so lucky, and that was what had caused her to cough blood when they saw her film before.

It was hard to tell who was more distressed by this particular addition, Kaito or Korekiyo, but only the latter gave them an explanation for why as he tried to keep himself from having another panic attack.

Apparently her doctors couldn’t be sure if she had caught it on her own or if he unintentionally served as an asymptomatic carrier. He was confirmed to have been conventionally immune to the disease, but that was no comfort if it meant he might have been the cause of his sister’s untimely death.

Ryoma suspected a similar immunity may also have been why his prison let him out early, if only to use him as a means to help others through this calamity, considering it a form of “community service”. Tenko and her master also helped out wherever they could, but she didn’t seem as sure whether some of the “degenerates” they fought in the name of justice she remembered were parts of any larger movements.

Gonta also remembered there was a scientist who claimed that, based on a similar event happening millions of years ago, if nothing could be done all life on earth could be wiped out in an event worse than the end of the dinosaurs. Ironic considering he was raised by some of the few surviving descendants of that time.

Kaito was the first to remember the plan that was humanity’s last hope. The “Gofer Project”. With an “f”, as in the trees used for Noah’s ark, rather than the animal as Korekiyo pointed out, as it unsettled him. Like even with all the countries of the world working together they wouldn’t be able to save many from the metaphorical “flood” they were being faced with. (Of course, he’d worry more about the cultures that could be lost. Not the actual people or animals that could die or go extinct in that. The heartless bastard.)

Not that it mattered how many they were hoping to protect, if Kokichi’s memories about it “failing” somehow were true. But no one else seemed to have memories that elaborated on that.

“... What if that’s the project we were hiding from before? From the previous memory.” Ryoma asked, as no one else provided any theories for it.

“Hmm, maybe! Maybe it wasn’t really a school uniform you saw everyone in back then either.” Angie said, still smiling like she didn’t have a care in the world despite everything.

“No, it was definitely a school’s since it had an emblem on the blazers and everything. I don’t think people would waste the resources on making a uniform for this sort of thing anyway. And how else would we explain why we’re all around the same age?” Kaede replied.

“What if Angie was right before then? About why we should stay in here instead of focusing on the “outside world”. I mean this could be part of the Gofer Project right? So being here’s a good thing. Especially if we’re all here because we’re “immune”, since Kiyo hasn’t made any of us sick yet!”  As Tenko spoke about their possible immunity, Korekiyo looked over at Kaito rather specifically for some reason.

Kaede probably wouldn’t have noticed when it happened, since Korekiyo was still recovering from his panic attack, if not for how Kaito went out of his way to avoid making eye contact with him. She had no idea what this could mean though, since Kaito wasn’t acting too differently otherwise.

“Hmmm, I wouldn’t really say that. Though I suppose you missed most of the “dude eats bugs” thing.” Kokichi’s attempt at a horrible joke was enough to pull Korekiyo from his thoughts, much to Kaito’s relief.

Not that his new thoughts were better. “If you value your life I would refrain from making jest of this.”

“H-hey I thought you said you wouldn’t kill me! ‘Cause I’m a guy.”

“... True. Though it will be more difficult trying to keep things from turning fatal with our lack of medical supplies. Even when the warehouse was open Kaito was right in pointing out so many things we lack.”

“Y-yeah, which is also why this probably can’t be that government project anyway! No matter how much they had to rush they wouldn’t forget to install something that important in here, especially not with the risk of a disease mutating into something we wouldn’t be immune to anymore. Assuming we really are.” Kaito exclaimed, but Korekiyo started giving him an odd look again when the disease came up. (Why?)

“O-oh, yeah that’s a good point.” Tsumugi began, before mumbling “Didn’t really think about that,” mostly to herself again. After calming down enough to stop her stuttering she had a new thought. “But without someone who really knows about that sort of stuff would facilities like that matter anyway?”

“I dunno, I mean things are pretty high tech. Who knows what science can do if they can make Exisals. Maybe we don’t have med stuff ‘cause they injected us with nanomachines to keep us healthy. Or maybe these “flashback lights” aren’t exactly what they say on the tin.” Kokichi suggested as if trying to make the rest of us catch up to him.

“What are you talking about this time Kokichi? I will not appreciate being “trolled” by you again.” Kibo warily complained.

“Sure is convenient how none of us have ANY idea about what we “remember” with these lights before they’re triggered, huh? Kinda like how the motive videos triggered something in Kirumi and Kiyo in a way that was super convenient for keeping a killing game going for as long as they were still in it, riiiight?”

“W-well, of course, they were “motive” videos after all-” Kibo started again before Kokichi cut him off.

“And yet, both of these things came from the same source, didn’t they?”

“Atua agrees that He thinks these lights may be doing us more harm than good! Angie’s not really sure if He means brainwashing though. It could just be undoing some type of hypnosis, and if it is than it only shows us what we all had to agree to have suppressed in the first place.”

“Oh yeah, Himiko told us during our sleepover! Hypnosis only works on people who want it to work and don’t really object to what they’re being asked to do anyway. But… Does this mean we shouldn't use them anymore? I mean they still are our only clues to get out of here right? If we all still really want to.”

“Right. Besides, we can’t really prove any memories are wrong yet,” Kaede said.  “Most of them seem to line up well enough, and if this isn’t related to the Gofer Project there could be a reason for the missing medbay. These still seem to be a risk that’s worth taking for us to find out what’s going on and get out.”

Tenko seemed convinced by Kaede’s reasoning, but Angie and Tsumugi still seemed a bit wary of the idea. No one else expressed any explicit objections though, not even Kokichi who cast doubt on them at all. (Guess he’s just expressing some paranoia? Or maybe he was just lying about that for some reason?)

“It does make sense to use a place that doesn’t have any means to help save lives for a killing game, doesn’t it? No reason to base a project meant to “save humanity” on a prison school anyway. This killing game could be all this was built for, for all we know. It’d explain the death road too.” Ryoma pointed out, the unpleasant reminder never letting him forget the school’s unusual design for long. It was all too easy for the rest of them to overlook it over time, that even Kaede stopping being as aware of it at points.

“True. No sane designer of anything would make something that difficult to get through, not to mention the many codes and regulations it intentionally breaks. It’s clearly made to keep those on the inside from escaping, based on the false “Cleared” message we found. It wouldn’t read right going the other way.”  Kibo said, looking bothered but contemplative.

“So… We still no know much?”

“Well, we do maybe have a better idea of what the world’s like outside. That’s a start, ain’t it big guy? Things can’t be as bad as they looked though, since this place hasn’t felt any impacts or anything! And look at all the plants still growin’ in here, that scientist probably just exaggerated things so folks would really know to prepare for the worst. Better set positive expectations low than high right?” Kaito said to try and cheer Gonta, and everyone else, the best he could.

“I doubt the greenery we see here does genuinely reflect outdoor conditions, as the environment was made to at least support us so by extension plant-life would also be capable of thriving. We haven’t ruled out this being a sealed space yet, like an underwater facility, despite how old it seems to be.”

“Well as I doubt anything more can be gained from this I will be heading to the computer lab if anyone needs me.” Kibo excused himself, and everyone else began to part ways.

Kaede made her way to the fifth floor with Kokichi and Ryoma in tow, intending to visit Shuichi’s lab again. Tsumugi wasn’t the only other person heading that way though this time.

“Gonta going to take Kiyo to see 5th floor, since we no saw it yesterday, okay?”

“Oh, that’ll be great! I can show you my lab now, so if there’s any sort of outfit you’d like me to make you I can definitely do it now. I’m pretty sure even a plain ol’ tux would suit you, mask or no mask.”

“Huh, really? Yes, Gonta like that idea! Many gentlemen have tuxedos. And fancy hats and masks.”

“Do you want to come Kaede? I nearly finished that pair of slacks you asked for~” (As long as HE stays far away from me and keeps quiet for once in his miserable life. I can’t just say no, that’d be ungrateful.)

“Sure, I can stop by! I was just going up there anyway to look into Shuichi’s lab again.”

“For the record Gonta, under no circumstances is Kiyo allowed in that room, got it?” Ryoma glared at Korekiyo as if to emphasize his point. But it was hard to say if he was just saying that or threatening him.

“Oh? Whatever for? And I was so looking forward to seeing if it also invoked victorian era design in much the same way Kirumi’s lab did, given the proliferation of murder mystery series set in that period.” (Because murderer or not he deserves better and why the hell would any of us trust you in his lab now?!)

“Hm… It okay for Kiyo to just look in then? No need to go in room to see that, right?”

“Fineeee, I guess I’ll keep it open for that long.”

“You’ll keep it open? What do you mean?”

“Ah, right you both bailed before Monokuma gave his spiel. Apparently if a student dies before their lab is open, like Shuichi, the lab’s supposed to remain locked. Lucky for us, the way they are locked can still be picked open, so I’m your handy dandy gatekeeper now! Since I always pick it back shut to be safe.”

“What about Rantaro’s lab? Gonta thought it be up there too.”

“Maybe, if it’s behind that big ol’ door thingy, but there’s no way to open that yet. Believe me, we tried.”

Gonta looked confused again by his mistake, but quickly got sucked into Kokichi’s ramblings so it didn’t bother him for long. It was about that point that Tsumugi seemed to realize that by inviting Gonta into her lab Korekiyo would end up being with them as well, as she started nervously glancing between him and Kaede.

In an effort to help ease her mind Kaede tried racking her brain for shows she watched as a kid to find an anime Tsumugi could use as a launching point for her own rants but was coming up empty. Ryoma had better luck with “Prince of Tennis”, and having something to talk about seemed to do the trick.

Apparently he read a lot of series like that back when he still played, and Tsumugi got particularly enthralled by his admission about basing some of his moves off of ones the heroes would use in their works. “Bringing the fiction he loved to life in his own way” as she put it, much like her own passion.

But then she started talking about something called “shunpo” and lost him too, not that she noticed.

When they got to their desired floor Kokichi and Ryoma broke off to go to the Ultimate Detective’s lab like they originally planned and the rest followed Tsumugi.

Gonta and Korekiyo were taken aback by just how big it turned out to be, before Tsumugi led the entomologist to her sewing station and Korekiyo went to look into some of her established sets.

With a flourish she showed off to Kaede the “rule 63 slacks” she designed, whatever that meant. They were nice though! When Kaede tried them on in one of the changing areas they fit well, despite barely giving Tsumugi any really reliable measurements, and while they were different they still suited her.

The color wasn’t too unlike her normal skirts, but instead of music notes they had a bar of piano keys running up either side, adding a bit more black and white to the look. At closer inspection the plum color was pinstriped with the color of her socks, which Kaede tried to ignore as it reminded her of Shuichi, and the bars actually had all 88 keys, 52 white and 36 black, instead of just being a pattern for pattern’s sake.

And now I won’t need to worry about flashing anyone if I need to be more active than usual! Or just walk up stairs or ladders like what happened with Shuichi before. Wait… this means I don’t have any more training excuses either. Oh well. Maybe situps are easier than push-ups? This is gonna suuuuck.

“Thank you Tsumugi, I love it! I hope you don’t mind if I don’t wear them all the time though.”

“Not at all, I’m used to making things people may only use a handful of times! But making “original” stuff is like this is a weird feeling. But so’s my lab having a set focus over a sewing one at all, so it’s plain to see I just gotta get used to it. It’s a shame it opened so late, this would have been great for the talent show.”

“The nature of these sets also strikes me as odd, would you truly need these? The bar for example isn’t terribly unlike the one that already exists in the casino. Even the false labels on the bottles are all the same, and this is supposed to be a high school setting we are in, is it not?” (Okay, so I can leave now! I just need to keep it from being too obvious, so Tsumugi doesn’t feel offended. I need a good moment.)

“W-well, the ones I have here should be non-alcoholic so that isn’t really against any laws I think? Besides, that set there is a lot more like one of my part-time jobs so it’s kinda comforting to have.”

“Why Tsumugi work at bar?! Alcohol bad for young people! Shouldn’t let young lady in. It dangerous.”

“Cosplaying’s expensive work, especially if you want to work with the best materials. Girl’s gotta make a living somehow, you know? It’s not like I’m the only one here who may have faked an ID or two anyway. Kaito pulled something similar for his astronaut test stuff right? And who knows about Kokichi.”

“With how unkind either genetics or puberty has been to him one of those could be how he got here.” Korekiyo suggested, probably as a joke given the look in his eyes. Or at least she hoped that’s all it was.

“Hey, Kokichi looks like he could really be 15 at least.” Kaede said as Korekiyo simply chucked. “... Okay, maybe not much older than that, unless he’s a really late bloomer. Which could also fit Himiko!”

“Gonta pretty sure Kokichi older than Gonta.” Gonta said while lightly scratching at his cheek. When he noticed all the blank stares he was getting from his friends he seemed confused, but didn’t elaborate.

“... I am heavily inclined to doubt that. Though in terms of mental development I can see where this could be coming from. He is mature for his age, when he wants to be. It is odd how our profiles don’t actually list our ages, only our birth dates. I wonder if that could be relevant to our predicament at all.” Korekiyo began to theorize. (He has a point though. But no one's ever asked me about that either. Neither have I come to think of it, I’ve just assumed most of us here are my age-ish. Except Kokichi and Himiko, of course. Ryoma, Kirumi, and Korekiyo too I guess since they all feel like they could be adults.)

“I don’t think so. I mean it’s not like ages really matter in highschool right? Especially not if we can’t have any upper or lower classmen dynamics to work with.” Tsumugi spoke up, still working with Gonta through some measurements. She had to stand on a chair to do so, with how big he was, but if she hadn’t said anything Kaede would have assumed she was too focused on her work to hear them at all.

Content with what she had down she took a break as she skipped off to the working bar that started this conversation. “If anyone would like to try a cocktail I know I could make one right now if you’d like? I can make anything from a Blue Fairy to a Gut Punch! Or to a Sunshine Cloud, if we want to stay alphabetical.”

“WHY TSUMUGI PUNCH PEOPLE?!”

“It’s just the name of a drink, don’t worry. She isn’t actually threatening anyone.” Kaede comforted him, which only seemed to work a little bit since the nature of this work still worried him.

“I would have talked about a Bad Touch instead, but with that one the alcohol isn’t optional.”

“Not exactly the “classiest” bars you worked at I take it?” Korekiyo asked with what could be a grin.

“Nope, not at all. But it was fun and paid the bills!”

Kaede turned down the drinks and took the chance to catch back up with Ryoma and Kokichi. Gonta and Korekiyo didn’t make any attempts to follow her though, as Gonta still wanted to help Tsumugi where he could and Korekiyo took up her drink offer. Only after agreeing that either she or Gonta would take the first sip of her creations though, as he was still cautious around beverages after Angie’s earlier stunt.

Seemed he got to rambling about alcohol’s relevance to other cultures, reflecting drinking ages and whatnot, so Kaede was glad to be out of there. Though Tsumugi sounded like she was having some fun with it, bringing up some sort of “Shrine Maiden Saki” or something from one of her anime, and falling into her own tangent, as a Kunihimo cord from it caused her a lot of issues since the length wasn’t clear.

It was only after she got to the Detective's doors that Kaede realized how lost Gonta must feel with the way those two could talk, and the waves of guilt and regret poured in. (But there’s no saving him now.)

Shuichi’s lab felt so wrong to be in. She couldn’t put her finger on it but something about it was off, beyond how much more dangerous this lab was from some others. But as Kokichi pointed out the first time they got in it made sense for a former blackened’s lab to feel more like Moriarty than Sherlock.

Assuming Shuichi really wasn’t framed by the mastermind, so that someone would die without ending their sick game. Not that it would change the fact he was dead, and they were the ones who killed him.

Kokichi was messing around the chem cabinets as she entered, wearing the silly bowler hat they first found on the small round table instead of the hat rack. Ryoma was keeping him company and Kaede was a bit surprised Kaito hadn’t joined them yet. The tennis pro looked content though, sitting in the rocking chair by the fire with a book in his hands.

“Heey Ka-yay-de~ What can we do you fer this fine mornin’?” Kokichi asked as if he was trying to imitate some British potion seller or bartender as he pocketed another vial for who knows what.

“Depends, did you find another laxative?” Kaede had asked to see how their first experiment went in order to test if this threat could be neutralized by just getting rid of the contents, or at least the dangerous ones; Kokichi had found a “prank worthy” harmless bottle and took it to see if it would stay missing.

She chose not to ask if this stunt had any connection to Angie spiking Korekiyo’s tea earlier, as she figured no answer would really be comforting to her in this situation.

“Yup! So it really does restock everyday. It’s a real bummer, it means we can’t just smash all of these.”

“Not that we should have considered that an option anyway, since some could be air activated for all we know,” Ryoma blankly stated as he flipped another page, as if resigned to being Kokichi’s voice of reason.

“... Oh. Riiiiight. Good catch. But that’s why you were put on Kokichi-watch duty! Nee-heehee~”

“Am I being paid for this?”

“You get to keep your peace of mind, does that count?” Kokichi offered with an otherwise “innocent” grin and a gleam in his eyes.

“Eh, I’ll take it.” Ryoma said with a shrug as he put his book down to address Kaede. “So were you going to look through the files again today?”

“Yup! I mean if this isn’t the first killing game these may be related somehow. It’d make sense for the detective's lab to have clues regarding our biggest mysteries for this game right? Especially since it was meant to be sealed, if he was going to be executed regardless of whether he killed Rantaro or not.”

That didn’t narrow down which files would actually be related though. With 52 to sort through, 5 full rows of ten files with the sixth only having 2 as if waiting for more entries, they couldn’t possibly all be real and even them having drawn crime scenes or photographs wasn’t helping to narrow things down.

She initially sorted them into groups based on which had “Ultimate Detectives” leading their cases, like “Kyoko Kirigiri” from the first and third files with the help of her partner “Makoto Naegi”. But then she noticed that the third kept making reference to the second, headed by “Hajime Hinata” and his partner “Nanami Chiaki”, which also dealt a lot with missing memories and how returning them triggered a killer.

That was also a double murder in fact, but both were done by the same culprit that time. Not two parties similarly affected by memories acting during the same case period. (Almost more like the first file’s 3rd case’s double murder. And this was the 3rd case for this group too. Is this an intentional pattern? I’m not sure how anyone could control something so specific, so this may be a sign of these files just mocking us.)

As a result most of the day before had been spent reading through those connected files best she could, and then trying to find out when the files got close enough to the present that the pictures changed from anime inspired illustrations to photos. No matter which format they were in though the blood kept showing up as pink rather than red for whatever reason. Probably to stress how “fake” this all could potentially be.

She knew she couldn’t really trust these, there were way too many Ultimates and scenarios that got even more outlandish than what her group has faced yet, but there could still be some truth hidden in them. Like they were never outlandish enough for the cases themselves being unfeasible. One in the second file even involved a robot with the same emergency shut off button on the back of his neck like Kibo did, so they were all dangerous to have lying around.

These files and the various poisons was why no one was allowed to be in here alone, and why Kokichi kept it shut at all other times. And if this was how bad Shuichi’s lab was she doesn’t want to consider what Rantaro’s may be like. They didn’t even know what his talent was.

Kaede lost track of time as she poured over the notes, covering murders from monsterous to mundane. The suicides and accidents almost came as a pleasant surprise when they came up, but then there were files that barely had any cases in them. They still had the culprits and how they did it listed, but it was different. Like the person investigating wasn’t the one who caught them, and they got away with it.

At some point Kaito showed up to regroup with Ryoma, so he and Kokichi would bicker when the latter got bored sorting through which poisons had antidotes and how dangerous they were. Kaito helped her sort through the files, but he didn’t really have the stomach for reading them much like Ryoma didn’t.

The background noise was comforting in its own way, much like the sound of the fire was despite her growing urge to just throw a lot of these papers into it in disgust. Sometimes she wasn’t sure if it was because of the actual cases or at herself for not finding any leads to get out of there.

There was another knock at the door as she took something of a rage break, and she was surprised to see Kibo there instead of Gonta and Korekiyo, as she had been expecting.

He looked a lot happier than she had seen him in a while too. “Hello everyone! I have great news!”

“Well this can’t be good.” Kokichi deadpanned as he started looking at a corner again with a smirk. (Is a camera actually there? I don’t see anything, but why else would he keep doing this? What am I missing?)

“H-hey it is! Please don’t be so quick to dismiss my efforts! I finally got the last of the bugs out of the main program the computer lab was made for. So everyone can safely use it now! I’m sure you’ll all really enjoy it if you give it a chance.”

“Of course we would Kibo, I was thinking about taking a break anyway.” Kaede told him with a smile. She was a bit curious what it could possibly be, with how long its set up took, and she didn’t want to waste his efforts. No matter how potentially dangerous anything Monokuma gave them could be.

Kokichi wasn’t convinced though. “Are you sure-”

“Yeah we’re sure, don’t be a brat. Kibo’s been practically married to that thing since he got it, and it’s his first computer project too right? Of course we’ll give it a look!” Kaito urged the boy forward as he stressed how important this was for their friend, all smiles. Despite the floor it would be on.

“Do you need me to get anyone else for you while you go set things up?” Ryoma asked.

“No need, Tsumugi already offered to do so! Gonta and Kiyo should be on their way down there as we speak, so let’s go join them, shall we?”

It was hard to say no, with how happy and excited he was to show off his pet project. So they all followed the robot to see what he had in store for them.

And hopefully find some more clues to what’s going on, since my other leads are coming up empty.

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Kaede, Junko, Tsumugi, Maki and Iruma with a s/o that already had a kid with another woman whom they had a bad breakup with, and the birth mother is a deadbeat that rarely spends any time with their kid, and one day the girls find the kid crying because they feel unwanted by their own mother, and after being comforted they timidly ask them if they can call them mommy? Phew, that's a mouthful.

okay let me start off by saying that I am super, duper sorry for being so absent lately. But on the bright side, I managed to get this done. I hope it serves well (I also made Junko non-despairy for this one if that was okay? Let me know if you’d want it redone though)- Mod Ouma

Kaede Akamatsu

Kaede has always acted like the mother figure to your beloved child. She knew she wasn’t the child’s birth mother, but she still wanted to try her best to treat your child like it was her own as well.

And when she saw your child crying alone in their room, she couldn’t help but come to their side, asking what was wrong.

Kaede knew of your deadbeat ex, but hearing your child in tears over the prospect that their biological mother didn’t love them just shattered her heart into a million pieces.

She’d wrap them in a comforting hug. 

“I’m sure she loves you. There’s no doubt in my mind. She’s just.. Having a hard time, and she isn’t able to take care of you. But that’s why I’m here, and it may not be the same, but I love you.”

The two separated from the hug, sitting on the edge of the bed. Your child fiddled with the hem of their shirt, contemplating on if they should really voice their request.

“I-is it okay if I can call you mommy..?”

Kaede gave her loveable smile, bringing in the child for another hug, just happy that your kid thinks of her as a motherly figure. “Of course you can, dear!”

The rest of that say was just Kaede playing songs on her piano for your child. Songs such as Claire de Lune, and other songs that your kid adored.

Junko Enoshima

With your ex being a deadbeat and all, it was no surprise to see how little your child had.

And was Junko about to let a poor child live like this when she can help out? Of course not!

She was always sure to spend time with the child, taking them to various clothing outlets and buying them new, fashionable clothes that anyone would be jealous over.

Money she earned from fashion designing and all the like went into helping raise the child, to make up for what their birth mother couldn’t provide.

When she spotted your child crying, she couldn’t bear to see such a cute face suffering like that.

Upon learning that the root of your child’s issue was the birth mother, she could feel her heart break a tad bit. 

A small voice pulled her out of her her thoughts, though.

“Junko can, can I call you mommy?”

Junko’s face adorned a bright smile at that question. “Of co~~oourse you can sweetie! Mommy will make things better!”

And from then on, she tried much harder to fill the void that your child’s birth mother left.

Tsumugi Shirogane

Tsumugi was as plain as could be, but she did know how to care for a child.

She tried her best to do what your child’s birth mother could not do, and she had to say, she thought she was doing a pretty good job at it.

Well, she thought that until she found the child broken down into tears in their bedroom.

Was she not doing enough? Had she failed already as a caretaker? Was her personality just too plain for your child’s taste?

When she had asked your child what had them so down, she wasn’t sure if she was surprised or not. 

There was a small relief that it wasn’t her that was the problem, but it was soon overcome by guilt when the child inquired about their birth mother, about whether or not their mother still loved them or not.

“Oh, well I may just be a plain plain woman, but I know for a fact that your mother loved you, and still does!”

The kid smiled. “Do you think you can be my new mommy, miss Tsumugi?”

Tsumugi was shocked. She wasn’t sure what to say at first. But as the child’s expression started falling, she answered as quickly as possible. “Yes! I’ll plainly be your new mommy!”

Maki Harukawa

Maki wasn’t too fond of kids, but your child was an exception. Your kid meant a lot to you, so she decided she might as well love them like her own child as well.

Your ex-wife wasn’t Maki’s favorite person in the world. After time, she resented the woman for leaving your child like that.

Having grown up in an orphanage as the prime child caregiver of the younger kids, parenting wasn’t all too difficult for her.

But when it came to comforting, it definitely wasn’t her strong suit.

Whenever your child was crying or upset, she always relied on you to take care of it in the emotional aspect.

But this time, you weren’t there. You had gone grocery shopping just a while ago. She was left to try and console your kid with her own devices.

Awkwardly, Maki took a seat next to your child, a hand on there shoulder. “What’s the matter?” She said, trying her best not to use her typical blunt tone of voice.

After hearing that it was about their birth mother, Maki could feel something twitching on her face.

She hesitantly pulled your child into a hug, murmuring.

“I’m sure your mother still loves you. But sometimes, parents can’t take care of their children, but that doesn’t make you any less loved.” she whispered, hoping that it would help at all.

Pulling away, the child looked at her, she was beginning to think she might have said something wrong until she heard what the child had to say.

“I-is it okay if I call you mommy?”

Maki was always used to being called Big Sister, but never mommy. She was kind of surprised, to think that your child would ever consider someone like her a mother. 

“I-uh, sure, I guess.”

Giggling, the child smiled and lept into her unsuspecting arms (thankfully she caught them though!)

Miu Iruma

You honest to god were not sure if you should keep your child around Iruma, given how so many inappropriate remarks slipped out of her big mouth.

But some way, somehow, she managed to prove herself family friendly enough to help care for your child.

She did a phenomenal job, though. Being the ultimate inventor and all, she always had toys and gadgets to keep your kid entertained, as well as inventions to aid in the child care process.

She never thought your kid would be sad with the glorious, genius inventor, Miu Iruma, around!

So the day she caught your kid in tears, she was utterly confused. Were they hurt? Was someone bullying them?

Miu had no problem coming to them and asking about it, but when it turned out to be the topic of your deadbeat ex, it clicked with her golden brain.

“Heey, there’s no need to cry about it, of course she still loves you! What stupid mother wouldn’t love their child?”

Typically words like that wouldn’t be the most comforting, but the child grew to appreciate Iruma’s vulgar humor.

But the next question caught her off guard: “Is it okay if I call you mommy?”

Miu knows she censored herself to the extreme if she thought of the word “mommy” in such an innocuous way now.

“Haha, of course! It’ll be great, having me as your glorious, genius mother! Say, do you wanna come help me make an ice cream machine?”

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V3 Girls interacting with their s/o’s grouchy but well meaning grandfather

Hey everyone! I'm sorry about not posting earlier, i was going through a crappy bout of writer’s block but i think I'm over it now. I hope you guys like this one! I apologize if some parts of this aren't that great, this was a tricky one to write tbh.

-Mod Korekiyo

Kaede Akamatsu: ◆ After you started dating Kaede, word had gotten out in your family and ended up reaching your grandparents. Your optimistic grandmother was excited to meet her! ◆ Your grandpa? Well he was another story…. ◆ He was very strict and could be a bit judgmental of anyone went out with. ◆ When you two arrived at your grandparents, your grandmother happily invited you two inside while your grandpa sat on the couch. you two sat down in front of him. ◆ “Hello! My name is Kaede Akamatsu! nice to meet you!” She smiled and held out her hand in front of your grandfather’s. ◆ “i’m not one particularly for hand shakes…” Your grandfather grumbled as the bright smile from your girlfriend’s face began to fade. ◆ “I’m more of a fist-bump kind of guy.” Your grandfather smiled as he bumped fists with Kaede. ◆ It seemed like your grandpa and Kaede actually got along. ◆ The four of you spent the rest of the day playing cards and talking about your relationship.

Maki Harukawa: ◆ Maki honestly wasn’t too interested in meeting your family. ◆ But it was Easter and you had invited her to your grandparents for dinner that night and she didn’t want to be rude so she obliged. ◆ Your Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, and Grandmother were all saying hello and shaking Maki’s hand! ◆ Except for your grandpa. ◆ He wasn’t in a particularily good mood that night, and he ended up not greeting your girlfriend, which obviously annoyed your grandmother. ◆ Maki and you had both helped out your family with cooking dinner while Maki told them more about herself, Maki in particular making the pie and green beans while you helped prepare the lamb. ◆ Everyone in the family enjoyed maki’s food! Or so you thought…. ◆ “These green beans are quite runny…” your grandpa grouched. ◆ “But your woman made a fine blueberry pie.” ◆ Maki’s poker face that she had worn since she showed up grew into a small, shy smile.

Miu Iruma: ◆ It was thanksgiving, and your extended family wanted to meet Miu after hearing from your parents about her. ◆ You had begged her to not curse or make sexual innuendos in front of your family, especially your extended family. ◆ Buuuut of course she didn’t listen. ◆ While carrying a bowl of cranberry sauce to the dining table, she stubbed her small toe against the door way, and ended up breaking it and dropping the cranberry sauce on the floor. ◆ “Oh fuck me! agh!” She cried, holding her toe as your whole familys’ jaws dropped. ◆ Your grandpa was the most upset about her use of foul language. “I would appreciate it if you would not curse in my house.” he growled towards Miu. ◆ Lets just say it was an awkward dinner, and your grandpa was pretty much extremely grouchy the whole time. ◆ After dinner, while cleaning up, he said to Miu. “Well i do hate cranberry sauce anyways, so I’m glad you dropped it.”, chuckling deeply.

Angie Yonaga: ◆ Angie really wanted to meet your family members, so you agreed to take her across the state to your grandparent’s house. ◆ You knew that Angie would be polite towards your grandparents, so you weren’t extremely concerned. ◆ That is until you two actually were sitting on your grandparents’ couch, and she began talking about her religion and Atua. ◆ Your grandmother seemed quite intrigued with Angie’s talk, but your grandfather on the other hand…. ◆ Well lets just say the look on his face wasn’t very pleasant. ◆ “Wow, thats a very weird religion…” he grumbled with his brows furrowed. ◆ Angie was about to speak more but your grandpa interrupted. ◆ “Though you are into a very odd religion, I wouldn’t mind learning more about it.” ◆ Angie was obviously very happy to hear this and ended up spending hours talking away about Atua to your grandfather, while you and your grandmother ended up falling asleep on the couch.

Himiko Yumeno: ◆ It was Christmas Eve, and you had dragged Himiko out of her house to go a few states over to stay at your aunt’s for the weekend. ◆ She was optimistic and willing to meet your family, but still lazy. ◆ You had eventually convinced her to help your family cook a turkey for dinner, even though she didn’t really want to. ◆ During the dinner-making process, Himiko was so tired that she ended up falling asleep with the turkey in the oven. ◆ She had later awakened to the smell of smoke and yelling, and realized the turkey had caught on fire. ◆ Your girlfriend panicked and helped put the fire out. Luckily no one got hurt, but your family wasn’t pleased, especially your grandfather, who loves turkey. ◆ “Jesus Y/N! Couldn’t you get a girl who doesn’t let a turkey catch on fire?” ◆ When he noticed that Himiko seemed upset, your grandpa immediately lightened up. ◆ He apologized and you all ended up ordering pizza, paid for by your grandpa.

Tsumugi Shirogane: ◆ It was spring break, and you two never made any plans, resulting in lots of boredom. ◆ Also, your girlfriend, Shirogane, was running short on cosplay ideas and was exceptionally bored. ◆ Recently, your grandpa had complained about some tears in his clothing, and he nor your grandmother knew how to sew. ◆ You had asked Shirogane if she could help, and she happily obliged. ◆ While sewing one of his shirts, she was cutting some thread, and then…. ◆ oh no ◆ she accidentally cut off one of the sleeves on his shirts. ◆ She quickly apologized to your grandpa, who wasn’t happy and told her to leave and not touch any of his clothes again. ◆ A few days later, your grandpa had called you and asked if he could speak to your girlfriend. ◆ “I apologize for how i spoke to you. I hated that shirt anyways.” ◆ Shirogane and your grandpa were quickly on good terms again.

Kirumi Tojo: ◆ It was summertime, and Kirumi was short on money and looking for a job to earn her some more cash. ◆ You knew your grandfather lived alone and needed help with cleaning the house. You talked to your grandfather and he agreed to meet your girlfriend and pay her good money for cleaning his house. ◆ Soon enough, she was your grandfather’s new maid around the house. ◆ She would notice your grandfather would mumble under his breath with his brows furrowed if she was in the same room as him. she would also notice he would tend to scoff or scowl at her a lot, too. ◆ You assured her that your grandpa was truly a nice old man, he just could get grumpy sometimes. ◆ One day, when she was dusting the dining room table with the elderly man in the room, she had accidentally knocked over a vase and it shattered all over the floor. Tojo began to panic. ◆ “Sir, I am truly so-“ ◆ “Let me help you clean that up.” ◆ The older gentleman patted her on the back assuringly and slowly helped her sweep up the glass off the ground. ◆ From then on, you noticed your girlfriend was a lot more comfortable going to your grandfather’s house.

Tenko Chabashira: ◆ Tenko has been wanting to meet your family for a good while now, so when you had told her about your family reunion across the country she was more than happy to come. ◆ After hours of driving, you two finally ended up at your cousin’s house, with your grandparents there already. ◆ She walked up and greeted each of your family members with a handshake, but when she went to greet your grandpa, she accidentally stepped on his foot. ◆ Your grandpa growled and yelled “HEY WHATS YOUR PROBLEM??” ◆ “Aaaa Tenko apologizes!  Tenko is sorry, she shouldn’t have done that!” ◆ Tensions were pretty high for most of the night, and its obvious your grandpa is in a bad mood because of Tenko stepping on his foot. ◆ Later on though, your grandfather comes over to tenko, apologizing for his reaction earlier and hands her $20, even though Tenko kept refusing to take it. ◆ Things between your grandpa and tenko were quickly resolved.