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I can reblog/repost anything I want, excuse you...

What? How do u even have access to our account??? Aitv we need a new password, I think someone hacked us.

Please don't hack into us again :(...

Wait are you that one Orchid... someone mentioned on our account? 🤨

[markscherz]

Are you still around my froggy friend

Oh yes very much so. I just got back from Madagascar last week, and the backlog of work that has accumulated, as well as the new work that the expedition brought with it, have left me precious little time for social media! But I promise I am here!

Here’s a sneak peak of one of the incredible creatures I got to see on this trip: Heterixalus alboguttatus

A little taster of the good things to come!

[salamispots]

squid 👀

[occasionalsnippets]

could you imagine the chaos of FD!MC dating? like if its a civi they just break up cause batfam blackmails them, but if its a hero the amount of 'i know who you are so im not breaking up ' situations would be chaotically funny. and if MC was dating an older hero cause ✨parental issues✨ or if MC was to sit there and flirt with one of the villains as a last resort and batfam had to watch 😂 the reactions of 'hey thats my sibling/child(/stable parental figure?)'

(oops got a bit derailed)

Taglist: @dragondevinity, @lonely-star2044, @sheep-from-rad, @ilxandra, @thethingwiththefeathers, @star-wars-lycanwing-bat, @sackofsadstuff, @zonked-times, @paastaboi, @venfia, @fantasy-angelo, @linaisadream

Your PR team is very dedicated to pushing the image of "Gotham's sweetheart". You aren't willing to play as ditzy as "Brucie Wayne" but having a public persona is helpful, especially when business partners (victims) come to make deals with you expecting someone soft and kind and easy to run over but find themselves facing (Y/n) Drake. It's funny how they've all forgotten how your mother was before she died.

Regardless, to the public eye, you're gentle, caring, and most importantly, unobtainable.

...You could've done without the last part. You aren't sure who sneaked it in but you bet it was Tim, you just don't have evidence for it.

For the most part though, it's fine. You're disinterested in dating and there are way too many issues going on in your life (Batman, Robin, past life memories, etc) so it worked in your favour.

And then you hit 18 and become a prize.

"Gotham's sweetheart," people titter. "Young, impressionable, if you can get them, you can get Drake Industries."

Non-Gothamites really don't understand what they're getting into.

Despite that, you flirt. You tease. Use it as a tool though with what your PR team is doing with your reputation, it comes across more accidental than anything else. But, you don't really date. There's no one you're interested in and anyone interested in you for less than savoury matters will find themselves warded off by your brother and the other Waynes sooner or later.

As for dating heroes, the older ones are too old and the ones your age are too young. Sure the age gap with the older heroes might not matter in 10 years or so but if anything happened now, there will probably be repercussions.

[bugstung]

adrien and rose choosing stickers to go on their disability aids!!!

Rose was prepared for this moment

[songsofadelaide]

Hey!! just wanna say ive been obsessed w ur works and was wondering if u can do a hoshina drabble/ fic based on P1harmony’s Fall in Love Again (aaaaa pref if past/present can be soichiro & hoshina orrr narumi & hoshina) hust an idea that popped in my mind cause the song kept showing up in my fyp!! thank u so muchh!!

Anon you and your big brain! 🤩 I'll have you know I love the angst between the Hoshina brothers so I might as well! Since you've given me the idea. ✨

✧ Fall In Love Again - P1Harmony

candor — another side story to radiant point. | refulgence

There was a time when you thought of Soichiro as your first love. There was a time when you thought he would turn your way.

After being fed the fairy tale of true love time and again and having eaten of it until its flavours were bland in your mouth, you soon came to realise that all you were fed was false hope. Soichiro was his family's ultimate incarnation, while you were but a paltry offering by yours. Though paltry you were, you were all your family had. Your beauty was their pride and joy, but it certainly wasn't enough to win the heart of your supposed betrothed.

As you grew up alongside the Hoshina brothers, it became clearer to you that it would have made more sense to have been offered to the second son instead. Not only were you two closer in age, but you also shared a deeper friendship with him— the kind that made you forget all about the existence of his older brother, and what his existence meant for your own.

Soichiro did turn your way. Only you were too preoccupied to notice.

The older boy was evidently surprised at how you were able to hold yourself against him during one of your sparring sessions. It had only been a matter of months since you started swordsmanship training under your father but you had a mastery of the basics now and even had a certain flair for precision. But regardless of your exponential growth, you were still outclassed by him, and he toppled over you as easily as kicking a potted plant to the ground.

"Nice try, beggar princess. Let me tell ya somethin' while we're here," Soichiro stated as he turned his back on you. "You're leavin' yourself wide open in other areas, but other than that, your stance is perfect."

He didn't want to admit that there was a beauty in your ferocity, too. Not with his little brother watching you both so intently. He'll settle with berating you until you've had enough. It's not like you were going anywhere, anyway. As far as he knew, his family owned you now.

That time you thought of Soichiro as your first love was a joke.

It was only because you fed into your family's narrative that a daughter like you needed a husband like him. As you grew older, the prospects of him ever becoming a tolerable husband dimmed by the day. He acknowledged your skill now, but he was still an awful person at the end of the day. Awful in that he had no sense of delicacy at all, even when it came to you, who was supposed to be his wife in the future.

Now that you were sixteen, the fairy tale was over, or the curse had been lifted, and you finally decided for yourself that you wanted no part in Soichiro's plans for you in the future, whatever those may be.

So you did what he thought you would never have the courage to do.

"I thank you and your family for your kindness to me, and I apologise, oji-san, but I don't want to marry Soichiro-san," you stated as you prostrated yourself before the Hoshina patriarch. "As much as I would have loved to be part of your family, Soichiro-san's attitude leaves much to be desired."

Was he hearing things right? He was the one who had attitude problems?

Soichiro sat there in complete shock at your declaration, but Soshiro was even more surprised at it unfolding. Their father didn't look too nonplussed by your statement. He knew that his eldest son was a little devil who thrived in discouraging both you and his younger brother, only for you to show him results time and again.

He also knew that Soshiro challenged his older brother for your hand, not just once, but more times than he can remember. Perhaps he can turn you around once more by opening a simple possibility. "Is there nothing that can change your mind? Your family agreed to an engagement, after all."

"I..."

I want Soshiro.

But you couldn't say it. You were in no position to make any demands even if they were freely offered to you. And what would Soshiro say about that? He was more than happy to be your friend, but would he ever accept you as his bride?

No, you've done enough dreaming for the last ten years.

"I'm afraid not, oji-san."

It was only when you left their estate that the brothers spoke once more until it eventually evolved into another duel— like the wild beasts that they were.

"You should have said something back then!" Soichiro exclaimed between his slashes and parries. "Why didn't you ask her and tell her to stay? That you would have treated her better than I ever would? I mean, you already do, but—"

"Are you kidding?! You already ran her out of the family! She already made it clear that she wants nothing to do with us! What makes you think she'd want to stay here?!" Soshiro shot back at him, mirroring his speed and movements until they were all but a single blur of swords and wind.

This blockhead second son knew nothing, of course. Soichiro was annoyed beyond sense at how dense his little brother was. Was he the only one who saw the smile that lit your face every time Soshiro welcomed you to their estate? Was he the only one who noticed how sweet your laughter sounded when it was Soshiro at the other end of the joke? Or how you once said in confidence that you preferred Soshiro's presence over his own because he was unbearable to be with, even though it was all his doing?

Soichiro got his just deserts and it annoyed him to no end. Because once more, he faced the prospect of being second best to his little brother, who grew in strength and skill with each passing day and even managed to win your heart all the same.

"Hgk—!"

But it was his brother's blade on his neck now. Soshiro got the one-up against him without any handicaps this time. His usually boisterous little brother withdrew his sword and quietly stared down at him. Soshiro did not look at him with a sense of superiority, but that of revulsion. The very same emotion in your eyes when you bade him farewell that day.

"I'm going to ask for her in my own time. You better not get in my way when that happens."

Your promotion to Third Division Platoon Leader was met with quiet celebration. Many of your fellow team members rejoiced in the opportunity to work under you this time as their leader. You were known to give out measured and concise orders that allowed every single one of them to seamlessly weave through the field and get the job done with minimum risks and casualties.

When Captain Ashiro congratulated you and presented you with your badge in her office, she let you in on a little secret only she and a handful of other superior officers were aware of. "When you first took the exams, you received a commendation from Captain Hoshina Soichiro of the Sixth Division."

Huh. You heard her right once. "I did not know that."

Captain Hoshina Soichiro of the Sixth Division vouched for your skills. If this was his way of making amends for his terrible treatment of you in the past, it was a pretty gesture, but still far too late.

"In his recommendation, he detailed how your family was a close associate of theirs and how you learned swordsmanship alongside him and our Vice Captain."

"That's true, Captain. Much of my skill was honed under their roof."

"If you don't mind me asking, why did you suddenly shift from Kendo to Fencing?"

Your Captain's question elicited a small laugh from your lips. "You might think it a petty reason, Captain, but I changed sword arms just so I could be better than them at something."

You gently touched the shiny new badge clipped to the collar of your formal regalia. "Soshiro... I mean Vice Captain Hoshina is someone I looked up to very much when we were children. If I may be so bold to say that he inspired me to take up swordsmanship."

"Hmm. I see," came Mina's short but understanding reply to you. "Just as Hoshina is important to me on the battlefield, I'll also be counting on you to carve open a path for me and everyone else."

"Of course, Captain, ma'am!" You said resolutely, followed by a crisp salute that matched the sharpness of your outfit today.

"Will you marry me?"

Soshiro asked you that question in the dead quiet of the night as he held you close in his arms. The silence of your quarters and the stillness of the rest of the base made it feel like you were the only two people in the world.

"Yes," you said with a small swallow of saliva to wet your mouth. "As long as you aren't gonna be like your brother."

"I'm nothin' like him now, am I?" He chuckled at your assumption. "If I wanted to be like him, I would've chased you out of our home the moment I saw ya."

"Mm. I suppose you're right about that," you nodded at him. You contentedly sank into his touch when he moved to cup your warm cheek in his hand. "You're nothing like him at all."

"Good to know. That's high praise comin' from you."

As another comfortable silence lingered over your tired figures, a memory of the past crossed your mind. "Do you remember that time I told your father I didn't want to marry your brother?"

That day was one he would never forget any time soon. "As clear as day."

"I nearly begged for you instead," you told him with a soft laugh.

"You should have. I would've been there beggin' right next to ya!"

"In the end, everything worked out for this beggar princess," you said with a small sigh. "Gosh, I still can't imagine myself as your brother's wife. It kinda gives me the creeps."

A bout of tender laughter left Soshiro's lips this time. He raised your hand to his face and pressed a soft kiss on your palms, near the range of calluses you had from gripping your sabre. "You don't have to imagine anything other than our future together."

You mirrored his actions and planted a similarly gentle kiss on his cold knuckles, your breath blooming warmth into his fingers. He weaved his fingers into yours, as though sharing that little glow with you "Of course. For as long as we're fighting for it."

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[starryeyesmasc]

Ur a masc why would u be in a girls lap

[thestarryfalls]

Sending a dancing Poseidon to all my cool moots. You rock 🩵

Ahhh!!! It's such an honour to be one of your moots!!! I couldn't reply sooner because I wanted to do an animation in return!

(Sorry it's a little janky, I haven't animated before)

[starryiguess]

Heya :)

I was wondering if you could write some reader angst with Boothill (maybe reader gets poisoned, injured, nearly drowns etc.)

Hi i0fty, thank you for requesting! Originally, this was supposed to be a short fanfic, but my friend 🕶️ wanted to collaborate too so you got a really long fanfic! Apologies for taking so long but I hope you enjoy it!

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Hurt! Reader with Boothill

Warning: Themes of anxiety, blood, guns mentioned, hurt no comfort, and ambiguous ending

Word Count: 930

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“Where are you going now?”

You sighed, eyes staring at Boothill’s hurrying figure as he scrambled to find the location of his lost hat. He’s so focused on finding it that he unintentionally ignored your question, but you already knew the answer.

“Son of a gun—where is it?”

You could see the panic in his movements, the slight crunching of the metal that made up his body as he flipped things over…very gently. The books you had set on your shelves were opened slightly, his eye peeking through the pages. At this point, he was getting delusional.

“It’s not here… dang! I could’ve sworn I put it here last night..” His hands rest on the table next to your bed, grasping onto emptiness with an expectation that the hat would appear out of thin air. After a few more minutes of slight panic, desperation, and finally acceptance, Boothill huffs as he sits down next to you. You felt the familiarity of cold metal against your skin as he held your hand. His eyes search for signs of sympathy on your face…until he sees his beloved hat upon your head.

Your face wasn’t showing sympathy, it was showing annoyance. The “I can’t come with you…and I know, but it gets crazy boring around here” face. Last night was therapeutic, and you’re too attached to your robotic boyfriend to let him go on these dangerous missions, not to mention the fact that your anxiety was going through the roof. Boothill’s mouth curls into a stupid grin, seemingly as if he was reading your mind.

“Missing me already, huh?”

You wanted to punch him, but you would just end up with swollen knuckles. Deep inside your heart, burrowed underneath everything, there was an ache. It was increasingly harder every time he went away to subdue this ache.. it was like a migraine that never completely disappears. You were scared. Scared for him, scared that he would go one day and never come back. Scared that his beautiful features would be painted in blood. Scared that his eyes would witness unspeakable scenes. Scared that he would lose his way back to the comfort of your home. Boothill is a mind reader when it comes to you. Still, you always found it surprising that he was so capable of pinpointing the exact emotions that were flowing through your being, but you know he knows you.

“Sugarplum, I’m gonna’ be alright. You don’t need to worry about me.” His filtered laughs filled the room with warmth. “I’m like, 80% metal, in case you forgot. Even if someone caught me off guard—which has never happened before— and got their puny hands on me, they would get a hard-“ash” punch to their head. See?” Boothill patted his “biceps” with a reassuring smile. Gosh, you were so in love with this cheesy man.

“Yeah.. yeah-you’re right.” You breathed out, anxiety melting away slowly at his words. “Just—hm. Just be careful, alright? I don’t want you coming back late. Twelve is the time you have to be back.”

Your words caused Boothill to laugh softly into his hand. You could see him laugh. You could see how he was struggling to comprehend his curfew. You could see sincerity creeping into his face.

“Alright. Ya’ got yourself a promise.”

Boothill’s fluttering kiss on your cheek was quick and sweet, but two seconds later he was standing beside your room window, one hand opening it up while the other tilted his hat as a goodbye. You wondered when exactly he swiped it off of you. Midnight. He should be back by then, right?

It was one in the morning. Midnight had passed and your shoes had already been put on. Your coat was stretched over your back, your hands slid into the sleeves. Your door was unlocked and you ran. You ran for the fear of never seeing him again. You ran with blurry eyes and adrenaline. You ran without thinking. You ran until the ringing of gunshots registered through your ears. You stopped running, and you could see Boothill.

“I found you.” Joy and relief flooded through your body, and you had a million things to say to him. But why?

Why was it hard to speak? Why was it hard to keep your eyes open? Questions rang around in your head. Was Boothill saying something? You couldn’t hear him. There was something wet on your face, was he crying? Your eyes are tired.

You decided to let them rest, just for a little while.

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You shouldn’t be here right now. No. No. No! He could faintly hear gunshots echo in the room, but Boothill only focuses on you. A pool of crimson envelops your silhouette. Eyes closed. His hands have blood, your blood. He curses, or tries to really.

Disbelief. Anger. Fury. Boothill whips out his gun and starts shooting at the perpetrators. Splats of their blood are now on the walls. They stopped moving after a while yet he still shoots. The gun clicks from the lack of bullets in the chamber. Because of them, no, himself, you’re gravely hurt.

His eyes dart back to your unresponsive form. Boothill kneels down then carries you. Quick, but not too hasty to prevent the bleeding from worsening. His right hand on your shoulder, left arm under your knees, and your head resting on his shoulder. Boothill doesn’t know where he’s running to, but you need help immediately.

“You’ll be okay.” He doesn’t know if he’s trying to convince you or himself. His voice gets desperate and cracks.

“You have to be.”

[starflungwaddledee]

"Oh my Nova, you like stargazing, too?! It's so awesome to meet other Waddle Dees who like space!!! It's just so calming to sit out there and look up, right?! It makes you feel really small, but in a good way... oh! Anyways, what I meant to say is that if you ever want someone to show you all the BEST stargazing spots on Popstar, I'd be happy to show you around!!!! I bet you'd love it!!!!

- Starry Dee

(ps sorry for the long ask, i just saw your answer to fitaphim's ask and my brain went oooooooooh space/pos) :D

found: one cosy spot to sleep. a tree hollow even Coo would be proud of! it's pretty late, so let's try to get some shut eye.

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Perhaps Mayhaps..I don't know... Either way you guys should be doing your job instead of goofing off!!! 📴

Oh PLEASE... I get enough of Lavi, you don't need to be a second one...And what we do is non of your business. It's not like you're our creator. Only Richard can tell us what to do...

Now leave us alone, please. (”-._-.)...

-Starri

[zarla-s]

Trick or Treat!

[starry-bi-sky]

ive been hesitating to ask this bc youve been on a roll with the clone^2au (which i am frothing over) but could i poke you for some childhood friend au? bc GOD i wanna see how danny reacts to reuniting w jason or how the rest of the batfam react to learning jason never told danny of his resurrection or wondering if dannys gonna put jokers dead body on a display/offering to jasons grave. i havent been normal about this since i first read it and was wondering. thank you for your writing.

RAAAAHHHH DON'T BE HESITANT I AM JUST AS FERAL OVER MY CHILDHOOD FRIENDS AU AS I AM WITH CLONE^2 I AM DELIGHTED BY THIS. Like.,,,, i literally love them,,, so much. I can't listen to The Crane Wives without thinking of them.

(which is my fault - the ao3 fic of them has literally only crane wives lyrics for each chapter title and summary (posted AND the ones not written) so of course im gonna associate with them.)

(if you wanna listen to some of their songs while thinking of cfau here are my recommendations: "Once & for All", "Here I Am", "Hollow Moon" is a Danny AND Jason song to me, this would be my go-to song for an animatic of CFAU if i had the skills for it. "Tongues and Teeth", "Curses" and "take me to war" is a heavy cfau danny song to me, and of course, "the moon will sing")

Like they're BEST friends dude, they're two sides of the same coin and when they were kids they would do this thing where their 'fingers crossed'/'double-crossed' was them hooking their index fingers in the fingers crossed gesture.

and i'm actually currently rewriting my original post into a more fic-like format, and when I'm done I'll post it on here under the cfau tag - with the original post still in tact. But its,,, gonna be so long dude,,,, the original behemoth was just over 9000 words,,, and I've written 3k words already of the new one and we haven't even reached Jason and Danny reuniting at the gala yet,,, i need to get back to that,,,

and then to answer your questions!! god im almost hesitant to answer because i dont wanna spoil the little fic i had planned for it but also like,, its not like im gonna spoil everything, right? and answering the questions isnt the same as writing the scene down so!!

i love danny and jason's reuniting, like i've thought about it SO much and I've thought about it happening after Danny kills the Joker. I know the reveal could have been before that, and it could have been equally just as dramatic but like??? Thematically, doing it after danny kills the joker is SO good. To me at least.

Because like?? Jason's been in somewhat denial about danny's plan to kill the joker for months. ever since danny told him that he wanted to at the gala. And from Jason's pov its not even technically a plan. He sees his best friend for the first time after five years and his best friend still isn't over his death. He hasn't stepped foot in Gotham since his funeral and now suddenly he's here.

And he's still so full of grief over his death that he tells a masked vigilante that he's going to kill the guy that did it, who lives in said masked vigilante's city. And danny's got that look in his eyes that Jason knows so well that means he's being serious. And yet he still doesn't know if he should believe him or not.

And then he does. Danny kills him. And Jason can't fucking believe it. And when he goes and sees Danny, Danny's hands are still covered in blood. And that reunion? God like a fucking firework show. Danny's so fucking angry, and pissed, and hurt, and so goddamn overjoyed that he's alive and here that he sends them both to the ground, and if he doesn't calm down he's gonna take out the power in a five block radius.

there's just so, so much yelling on Danny's end. And then so much crying, first from Danny and then them both. because god, you're alive. you're here. i've missed you so much. i'm never letting you out of my sights again.

and Joker's death! God I don't want to actually say too much about that, but the way I have it set up thematically makes me actually not want danny to take any part of the joker with him as an offering. and he may actually forego that particular ghost etiquette and offer something else as an offering to Jason in substitute to not bringing him the Joker's heart/head/ritualistic body part.

Because you know what the last thing a man whose been spending the last two decades of his life building himself up to be larger than life would want? A death that's unremarkable. :) and that's all i'll put on the matter for now.

and the batfam!! they technically already know that jason hasn't told danny he was resurrected, and plenty of them have mixed feelings on them. largely bruce and dick i think, considering they saw firsthand how close jason and danny were when they were kids.

Dick was honestly surprised at first when he found out that Jason hadn't told Danny he was alive - and on one hand he understands the reasoning for it, and on the other hand he isn't sure if it was such a good idea. Especially after he sees Danny again after he arrives back in Gotham and sees just how badly Jason's death was still affecting him. But it's not like he's going to try and convince Jason to tell him - he can make his own choices, even if Dick has questions about them.

Bruce has much the same thoughts as Dick, so there's not really much to add here other than he might bring it up once or twice to Jason like, vaguely. And then immediately drops it when Jason shuts him down. He might actually somewhat...?? prefer that Jason hasn't told Danny because that raises a lot of questions and could jeopardize their identities. However, again, Jason can make his own choices and there's not much Bruce can do about it other than disapprove from afar.

Tim who knew of Danny from stalking the Wayne family shares similars sentiments of being surprised that Jason didn't tell Danny, but again, yeah, understands the thought process to some extent. Doesn't bring it up ever.

Everyone else who hadn't seen firsthand how close Danny and Jason are don't really have much opinion on it -- Jason didn't tell his best friend he was alive, great, he also didn't tell them either so it's not like its that much of a surprise. It would've been more of a surprise to them if Jason had told Danny before he told Bruce and co. Damian may make a comment or two about Jason not telling Danny, but its not about how he can't believe he didn't tell him or anything like it.

[superstar-ethereal]

questioning asexuality really is just a constant game of "do i want to fuck them or do i just think they're aesthetically pleasing"

[songsofadelaide]

HII OMG EVER SINCE I FOUND OUT U TOO WERE A FILO I CANT HELP BUT THINK ABT HOSHINA TAMPUHIN MOMENTS WHERE READER IS EQUAL PARTS FOND AND EXASPERATED 😭😭😭 if its ok to request it i would like to request uhh how reader and hoshina deal with each others tampo moments HAHSHAHA and if possible it ends with fluff and just them being cute tgthr and rllllyyy weird req: u know how u get cuteness aggression…. this but w hoshina and he bites his partner’s cheeks 😭😭 OK BYE

ANON as a playful biter and someone who experiences a lot of gigil this is so cute loool! Here's your reminder to playfully bite your loved ones every once in a while. ✨

cw: established relationship + playful biting

There were days when it felt like you and the Vice Captain were the only two people in the world. That was true at times, but perhaps the people at base were also getting better at gossiping much more quietly. Today was the former.

With the rookies now assigned to their respective platoons, and with most of them currently off-duty, it truly felt like you and the Vice Captain were the only two people in the world. (In the base, at least.) Your platoon's days off won't be until next week, so you and your crew ran the scene at the base, along with Vice Captain Hoshina, who just happened to be the person in charge at that time.

Everyone at the base knew of your relationship with the Vice Captain, especially your platoon, so they weren't entirely surprised by the pleasant coincidence that he definitely did not orchestrate.

"Vice Captain! You promised you'd have lunch with me today!"

Though if it was supposed to be a coincidence, that didn't sound like the case by the way you irritatedly evaded Soshiro's attempts at cornering you. You were excited all morning but it died out when you found out that the Vice Captain had lunch with your Operations Leaders.

It certainly was a treat for your platoon members to see their usually cool superior play catch and tag with you at the canteen, even though that wasn't exactly what you two were doing at the moment.

"I know you're only saying you already ate because you want me to get off your case!" You stated as you slid to the other end of a long table. "I want you to eat right!"

"But I have been eatin' right!" Soshiro replied as he tried to catch you from another end of another long table. The younger officers paid you no mind as they carried on with their meals, shaking their heads, chuckling and sighing to themselves because it was just another day at work.

"Coffee and sweets aren't a meal!" You shot back at him across the floor, another long table parting you from his reach.

"I said get over here! It's an order!" He paused in his tracks, only for you to be caught off-guard as he slid under the table and grabbed you by the ankle.

"You can't order me around today! Ack!—"

The dull thud as you hit the floor did not arouse any reaction from your officers, and you contemplated if you could even trust them with your life if they weren't even going to do anything about what was happening to you right now.

Then again, they were smart enough to recognise a playful lovers' spat...

The two of you sat on the floor, your Vice Captain holding you in a lock with his arms now, but the way he held you felt more like boyfriend than superior at present.

"There we go. Now that yer seated, we can finally talk."

"You're insufferable!" You squirmed in his arms, only for him to retaliate in a way that wasn't new but was totally unexpected given your current location.

Soshiro sank his teeth into your warm cheek, with just enough force to render you stiff in his embrace. It was a playful and loving little bite that still left a light ring in the shape of his mouth on your embarrassed visage.

"You BIT me! You bit me, you little shi—"

The sound of his tender and pleased laughter reverberated in your chest, the kind that made you forget all about why you were mad in the first place. "Uh-uh. You better watch whatever name you call me, my dearest Platoon Leader."

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[bigidiotenergytm]

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I've seen the trident thing, so I drew the trident thing

Also, poseidon design!