#the stairs are a little different but they were difficult so im just glad i got them looking stair-like

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i like this one a lot :)))

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Healing

Prompts: So I’ve recently binged all your SS fics practically and I know you SWAMPED in prompts, but if this sounds like something you could enjoy creating I’d love to request a promt as well:

Set in your SS Butterfly Project, could we maybe get Virgil reacting to all the sides (specifically L and Ro) learning to heal, and bouncing between helping sooth everyone’s anxiety over all the changes? I’d just love under appreciated Virgil helping in the moments in between the healing process if that makes any sense…

I appreciate the he*l out of you regardless if you take this prompt or not; and you deserve all the kindness the world has to offer you. ❤️ - mylgbtbabies

I would take any fic where somethigns off and virgil knows it. Someone: Im sure its fine!! Virgil: Idk man Im anxiety my spooder sense be tingly. - anon

If you're taking requests for Sanders Sides uwu can I ask for something Virgil-centric? I just love the emo boy - anon

ahh yes the babes

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Warnings: ngl this one's pretty much fluff

Pairings: DLAMP, LAMP, DLAMPR, that found family

Word Count: 3538

Healing: To restore to health or soundness; cure.

Healing: To ease or relieve (emotional distress).

* * *

Healing isn’t a linear process.

It’s messy, it’s hard, and no one should expect it to be anything otherwise. Humans are complicated, more often than not brains are absolute garbage, and trying to navigate everything on your own is difficult. Really difficult.

So is learning how to ask for help.

Virgil sighs and leans back against the couch as Roman continues to type on his laptop. He risks a glance up at Princey to see his brow furrowed slightly in concentration. Every so often he’ll quirk his eyebrow in the way that means he just made a hilarious typo and has to go back. Virgil hides a smile as he turns his attention back to his phone. Can’t intrude too much on the process, that’s not how it works. He glances up to make sure no one’s coming down the stairs and shifts his weight again.

“Are you alright?”

There’s Roman, taking care of everyone else first. “I’m good, Princey, just trying not to fuck up my spine.”

“…do you want to come sit up here with me? I won’t mind.”

Virgil cranes his neck back, letting a slow and lazy smile come across his face. “Nah, ‘m good right here. You just make with the typey typey, okay?”

Roman smiles too, victory achieved. “Okay.”

“That’s my Princey.”

Virgil isn’t humble enough to not feel the little rush of pride at seeing a quick flush spread to Roman’s ears as he turns his attention back to his laptop. Suppressing a chuckle, he starts mindlessly scrolling again, getting sucked back into whatever’s contaminating his dash this time. What’s this about a k-drama…?

“Oh! There you are!”

Patton might not notice the way Roman startles, but Virgil does. He looks up and quickly shakes his head as Patton comes the rest of the way down the stairs.

“It’s work hours, Pat.”

“Oh, I thought—“ Virgil gives him a look that he knows Patton understands as Roman is setting the rules here, and he nods quickly— “well don’t mind me, I’m just getting a drink.”

Roman relaxes slightly as Patton bustles in and out of the kitchen, then a little more as Virgil reaches up to squeeze his hand.

“Thank you,” comes the quiet mumble.

“I gotcha, Princey. Work hours are your thing, I’m happy to help.”

Sure enough, a few minutes later, when Logan comes down the stairs carrying his computer, he takes one look at them in the living room before his mouth drops open slightly.

“Is it…work hours?”

“Mhm,” Virgil says, letting his head loll back, “you wanna join?”

“May I? I can be quiet as well.”

Virgil looks up at Roman. Roman glances up, smile softening when he sees it’s Logan, and gently pats the sofa next to him. Logan smiles too and yeah, okay, Virgil’s fine with his edge lord image fading slightly if it means he gets to be fond at watching these two nerds be gentle with each other.

The two of them start to type on their laptops, Logan’s constant murmurs of what he’s working on an amusing contrast to Roman’s silent yet expressive face. Virgil keeps the barrier there, warding off Janus and Remus when they try and drag the others into the dramatics—if anyone, especially Janus, tries to deny that he’s as much a part of it as Remus is, do not under any circumstances believe them—to keep the nerds safe.

After a while, when Virgil re-emerges from whatever deep dive he’s gone on this time—and yeah, he might be looking to pirate that k-drama, maybe—he realizes there’s no more typing. He looks up, a little concerned, only to be incredibly glad no one else is around to see him melt at the sight on the couch.

Roman’s laptop lies partially closed on his lap, the screen just touching the tops of his knuckles. His head and shoulders are angled toward Logan and his eyes are closed. Logan’s glasses are slipping slightly off his face, his head on Roman’s shoulder, eyes closed, lips parted slightly as his hair falls back into his face. His laptop has been set on the coffee table, somewhere safe.

Virgil shakes his head, standing and carefully taking Roman’s laptop from him. He saves whatever’s on it and sets it next to Logan’s. Then he takes the blanket from the back of the couch and carefully drapes it over the two of them. He slides Logan’s glasses from his face and undoes the top button of Princey’s collar. Can’t do for them to have a red mark, after all. And he sits back down to keep watch.

Sometimes, when they’re doing better, they ask for more. Roman comes to him sometimes and asks, very very quietly, but he does ask, for Virgil to come sit with him by his room. Virgil happily takes up residence in the warm spot in the hallway next to Roman’s room, right where the big windows are, soaking in the warmth from outside as Roman closes the door gently behind himself.

Something that everyone had to learn pretty quick once Logan and Roman started reaching out was that both of them are extremely private people. On the surface, it might seem like they’re different—and if they’re being honest, they certainly thought they were very different—but they aren’t. Not really. Roman hides behind being too much, Logan hides behind not being anything. Whether or not anyone actually knows them without any of the facades is up for debate.

Except each other. They…they…know each other.

Virgil would be lying if he said he isn’t a little jealous of how close the two of them have become. There are soft smiles they only have for each other now, little brushes of their hands against each other’s as a constant way of saying ‘I’m here, I see you, are you alright?’ And sometimes it’s Virgil’s job to sit outside one of their rooms as they try and hold each other steady.

Their company feels better than their solitude and it’s up to them to decide where that line is.

Today, Virgil’s just keeping an eye on Roman. Fielding off anyone who comes to knock on his door, glaring away the more persistent ones who don’t seem to understand that Roman needs his space right now, kindly fuck off. Logan comes around the corner and immediately understands and he sees them murmur quietly to each other when it’s time for dinner.

When he watches Logan, it’s a little harder. Because poor Logan is so used to pushing himself to the side to be able to make decisions, to help do things, that Virgil has to remind everyone involved that no, Logan’s enforced a boundary that means he doesn’t want to be disturbed right now, he’s allowed to do that, let’s leave him be for now. Left brain boys have to stick together.

But the others, to a certain extent, are easy. They care about Roman and Logan as much as Virgil does, and if it’s to help them, they’ll do whatever they have to. Protecting them from themselves…that’s another story.

Logan is too fucking good at pretending he’s fine. He’s too good at pretending he doesn’t have emotions, that he doesn’t care what’s going on unless it’s the absolute most illogical thing that’s happening. So, sometimes he has to work a little harder to get Logan to admit it.

“L,” he mutters as the others continue to argue, “check-in.”

“I’m fine.”

Janus shoots him a look as he continues to argue. Virgil tugs gently on Logan’s sleeve.

“No one’s gonna be mad if you say you aren’t, bud.”

Logan shakes his head firmly, eyes still trained on the way Patton and Janus are insisting that they’re the one right.

“Hey,” Virgil says softly, making them take a step back, “I need you to look at me, L.”

“What is the purpose of this?”

“You’re seizing up again.” Logan looks down at his hands, sees the way they’re shaking as Virgil gently runs a finger over the back of one of them. “It’s okay, bud, you’re gonna be fine, you just have to let yourself not be for a moment, okay?”

Logan risks a glance at the others but they haven’t noticed anything. Well, that’s not entirely accurate. Judging by the way Janus is being more dramatic than normal and Roman has turned so his back is facing them, they’ve noticed something’s wrong and are purposefully not noticing anything else.

“Logan,” Virgil calls, “do you need a minute?”

Logan’s mouth opens, closes, then he nods sharply.

“Okay, thank you, I’m really proud of you for saying that. Can I sink you out?”

Another sharp nod.

Virgil sets his hand gently on Logan’s elbow and sinks them out, right outside Logan’s room. He nods to the door.

“Do you need to be alone for a moment? Or do you need me with you?”

Logan looks at the door. His hands shake again. Virgil sees them twitch toward his legs. Then he looks at Virgil and oh, okay, no, Virgil’s definitely coming inside.

“Come on,” he says, guiding hand still on Logan’s shoulder, “just through here, okay? I’m gonna get you a glass of water.”

Logan looks small, Virgil decides he doesn’t like that. He presses a glass of water gently into Logan’s hands, watches as he drinks the whole thing without complaint, and then carefully sets one of Logan’s fluffier pillows into his lap for Logan to hang onto.

“Do you want to sit here for a moment?”

Logan nods, then buries his face in the pillow and breathes. Virgil closes his eyes and starts to breathe too, keeping it slow and steady as he breathes in, then out, then in, then out. When Logan’s breathing starts to hitch, he opens his eyes and scoots a little closer, wordlessly offering a shoulder. Logan takes it after a moment, his face still buried in the pillow even as his head comes to rest on Virgil’s shoulder.

“Let it out, bud,” Virgil murmurs into the crown of Logan’s head, “don’t try and keep any of that shit in you. It’s just me.”

Watching Logan cry isn’t fun. He doesn’t recommend it. But it’s much, much better than the alternative.

“Hey,” he calls again, a fresh glass of water in his hand, “drink, bud, it’ll help.”

Logan drinks, a little slower this time, as Virgil settles back on the bed, one leg folded under him.

“Do you want to talk about it? Or do you want me to distract you?”

Logan shakes his head. “I…do not think distraction would be helpful.”

“Okay. Do you want me to give you the logical reason why this is fine, or the emotional one where I tell you how much we care?”

Logan sniffles.

“Both it is, then.” Virgil scoots closer, ready if Logan needs to lean against him again. “Despite the fact that your role is Logic, no one expects you to be entirely logical. You are a person, you have feelings and emotions, and they are as much a part of you as Logic is. Trying to deny that isn’t logical, nor productive. The reason you are who you are is equally due to both of those things.”

He softens his voice as Logan leans toward him again, smiling at how shamelessly Logan is asking to be comforted.

“And that’s why we care about you,” he mumbles, ignoring the heat rushing to his own face, “because you’re you. You’re…prissy and stuck-up and a know-it-all and it’s perfect, L. You’re our braincell and you’re fucking ours. You’re—you’re not going anywhere.”

Logan’s arms still grip the pillow tightly even as his head nudges its way under Virgil’s chin. Virgil smiles and lets him, only realizing he’s absentmindedly nuzzling Logan’s hair after a minute.

The others will be fine. Logan just needs a moment to check out.

Roman, on the other hand, fucking sucks at letting himself ask.

And yeah, Virgil’s not too proud to admit he still feels sick at how much he’s fucked that up for him. But he’ll be damned if he doesn’t try and fix that now.

Princey’s gig as Creativity isn’t misplaced; Virgil’s equal parts impressed and dismayed at how well Roman’s managed to get himself what he needs without directly asking for it, be it a favor, a piece of feedback, or a conversation.

The one thing he can’t do that with is touch.

Roman needs physical contact like he needs water. He may run hotter than a goddamn furnace but he somehow manages to look cold. Watching him sit himself apart from everyone else hurts now, especially when Janus comes and confesses that he can hear how much Roman tries to insist that he doesn’t need affection from the others.

So, they built a system. Some with Roman’s knowledge, some without. Roman goes to them for comfort when he needs it, but sometimes, when he really needs it, it’s up to them to figure out just how much.

Remus knows his job when it comes to this. His brother is Roman and you don’t get to be a Dark Side without Janus as a dramatic caveat. He’s well-versed in blackmailing self-sacrificing idiots into taking care of themselves.

Remus finds Roman when Roman’s sitting alone, off to the side, staring out into the expanse of the Imagination. He sits down, brushes their shoulders together, and frowns when Roman apologizes and shifts further away.

That’s the first indication.

He suggests they go bother Patton, or sneak out to the field and practice cliff jumping. If Roman’s alright, he’ll roll his eyes and propose an alternative, or agree and they’ll scamper off. But instead, he smiles softly and says no thank-you, politely inviting Remus to stay if he likes, but he’d rather not move.

That’s the second indication.

The third one comes when Remus carefully—really carefully—prods at Roman to see how obvious Roman’s dazed state is. He’s barely there.

Time for reinforcements.

Who gets called depends on who’s around. Since Remus is usually the first one in the chain—although that responsibility does get bounced around—everyone else’s schedules make absolute consistency difficult.

Today, it’s Janus.

He sits on Roman’s other side, pressing their shoulders together. If he’s alright, he’ll lean into him, or at the very least, tolerate it. His presence is strong, enough to coax down his shields and that’ll be the end of it. But today, he scoots away from him too, another apology on his lips.

They exchange a look over Roman’s head.

No one banters quite like Remus and Janus, and sometimes that’s all it takes to pull him out of his head. Sometimes it’s an offer to go flounce around an abandoned castle, and there’s a small smile on his face as they leave.

Not today.

As a last resort, Janus reaches out and gently calls to him.

“My prince, are you alright?”

Sometimes it’s enough.

Not today.

“Alright,” Remus declares, getting up and clapping his hands, “time to pull out the big guns.”

Sometimes he’ll get up and walk with them, sometimes he won’t. He has carried him through the Mindscape before, but it was only once. And that was when he couldn’t actually move and they’d had a murmured conversation where he gave him permission to.

Today he gets up and follows them, confused as to what’s going on. They march him straight to a door and Remus knocks on it.

“Roman’s upset,” he says as soon as the door opens.

Virgil smiles and steps aside, letting him come in. Sometimes it’s a waiting game, sometimes Remus pushes him inside. But today, Roman bows his head and walks inside, letting Virgil close the door behind him.

Sometimes it’s a protest. Sometimes it’s a: ‘this really isn’t necessary,’ or a ‘do we have to do this?’ When that happens he indulges Roman, meets every quip with one of his own until he can knock Roman off-balance with well-placed sincerity and use his distraction to steer him to the bed.

Sometimes it’s an apology. It’s an: ‘I’m sure you’ve got other things to do, I can just go,’ and he shakes his head, tells Roman he’s more than happy to spend time with him. That no, he’s not being rude, that he all but asked for Roman to come. When that happens, he normally clams up, stays quiet, until he relents and gathers Roman up into a cuddle by the door.

Sometimes it’s silence. It’s a bowed head, curled up like a frightened animal, braced for punishment. It’s the moments where the gap between Light and Dark feels uncrossable. It’s the moments where the anger is disappointment, where the frustration is indifference, until he speaks first and murmurs that no, Roman’s not in trouble, he’s not here to lecture him, he’s hurt and he wants to help, as he takes Roman into his arms.

Every time it’s a fight.

It’s knowing that he can’t win because of course, he can’t win but this isn’t something he’s supposed to win but he can’t show weakness but he won’t have a choice because it’s the slow, patient kill that speaks of nothing but kindness and care but Virgil has enough to worry about and he doesn’t get to dump all of his problems on Virgil but he knows he wouldn’t do this if he didn’t care but he cares about everyone and Roman isn’t special but he knows that doesn’t matter and he needs this but it makes him want to rip all of his skin off and start over but then he’d get blood on his carpet and that wouldn’t be very polite either—

Virgil guides him to the couch with a hand on his back, sitting him down and bringing two cups of tea to the table. He cups Roman’s hand around one to gauge how warm it is and if his fingers grow too red, he sets it aside. He sits next to him and carefully reaches out.

Here she is, sitting right next to him, and yet he’s almost nowhere to be found.

He needs to relearn how to ask for comfort, for reassurance, for what he needs, but the wait hurts them both.

I’m trying, I’m trying, I promise, I’m sorry—

It’s alright, I’m right here, just ask, that’s all.

When he finally reaches out, Virgil snaps and bundles Roman into his arms. He tucks Roman up against his chest, letting him wind his arms as tightly as he needs to, guiding one leg, then the other, over his. Roman lets out a little whine as he tucks his face into the crook of his neck. He cards his fingers through Roman's hair and smiles as the poor prince melts into his arms.

The familiar protective instinct swells up and Virgil finds himself wanting very much to wrap him up in his hoodie and keep him safe from the universe.

He keeps his breathing even, hoping his heart doesn’t begin to race from the need to protect the Roman. This is for Roman, this is what he needs, to chase away the worries of the world and be safe.

Sometimes they fall asleep like that. Sometimes Roman needs to cry and he hushes him tenderly. Sometimes he seems convinced that if either of them lets go they’ll fly apart.

It doesn’t matter.

If he feels the safest with Virgil’s arms around him, his head on his chest, his heartbeat in his ear, the world could be on fire and he would not leave his side.

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Manager!Seijoh Part 2

a/n: lmao this is kinda weird for me but i think this was an interesting request so lets try it!

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

lowkey kyotani kentaro typa beat but you gotta squint (??)

also warning! angst!

anon request: Hii! I just read the seijoh manager headcannon you wrote, it made me cry so much, i love those seijoh boys so much, and you are such an amazing writer! I dont know if requests are open or not but i was wondering what would happen if the boys ever find out what happened to reader cha? If requests aren’t open or if you just don’t want to write about it, I completely understand! Thank you for your wonderful writing again! Stay safe!

the stageplay was *chefs kiss* like MY MANS IWA WAS SERVING LOOKSSSS

soooooo

this might get really angsty idk so just a warning in advance

anyways

i mentioned in the earlier part that no one really knew what happened to you

so this one is when they DO find out what happened and what theyre gonna do about it

so first off, kyoken was basically the only one who saw you that day and saw how badly you looked

the thing is, at that current moment, he didnt really know the reason why and what happened

he had theories that you got jumped or you just got into an accident 

but he was prettttttyyyy sure you got beat up

so you went home and rushed to yanno, take a shower and get your wound treated and cleaned so that it would heal bc you really cannot afford to let the boys see that

they would think of the worst at the smallest sight of blood on you and you really didnt want to deal w that chaos at the moment

you cant let them get suspended from school since they were going to interhigh soon and you cant let oikawa and the boys ruin their reputations just for you

a first year girl theyve just met

it was kinda hard to rinse all of the milk from your hair but you were able to at least get the smell out and clean up your mess

then you looked in the mirror and saw faint handprints around your throat from that girl miyo and you cringed as you touched it

‘jesus christ, seriously what does she eat? bricks?’

after your clothes were in the wash, you went to bed to get homework done and also looking up how to use the concealer to hide your bruises 

you didnt really own any makeup but your mom has some so you could just use that

during dinner, you wore a turtleneck to prevent any suspicion from happening but you couldnt really hide the big gash on your face

‘y/n, what happened!’

‘i was dumb and accidentally fell up the stairs’

your parents shared a chuckle bc theyve actually seen you do this before so it was easy to believe the lie

‘darling, do we need to get you glasses? it seems your sight has worsened’

‘haha’

you went along with the joke but you weren’t eating and just pushed your food around

‘y/n? is the food not good?’

your mother asked but you shook your head with a convincing smile

‘its good! i just had some meat buns with the team earlier and i ate a lot so im still full’

you cursed at yourself for making it sound so rehearsed but you were relieved when your mother nodded

the next morning, you were satisfied with the reduced puffing of your face and you snuck into your parents bathroom where her makeup bag would be

as you held up the concealer, you started getting anxious because this was not the same shade as your skin and it would definitely raise suspicion if you had a different color on your neck than the rest of your body

you already planned to blame your wound as acne that you accidentally scratched but what were you going to do with the handprints?

the website you read said that it would take at least a day for them to fade

so you decided youd just wear a scarf and pretend you were cold

kunimi was confused as to why you had a scarf bundled around your neck and his eyes even widened at the sight of the bandaid on your face

‘y/n! what-!’

he shot up from his seat and your eyes widened before hissing at him to sit down

‘what happened to you?!’

he worriedly asked but you waved him off with a small smile

‘acne. this was the only available bandaid in my house so i had to work with this’

kunimi might be a lazy little shit but he was observant

and he noticed the way you said that sentence

it was like a robot

like a robot programmed to say what was written on its script

but before he could press on further, you already pointed out that the teacher was coming in and to hush so you could listen

the entire time, kunimi was awake alright, but he was too busy looking at you and a bright red thing that poked from the edge of your bandaid

kindaichi went to your classroom for lunch and you had to repeat your excuse for him but he pointed at another thing

‘why are you wearing a scarf? its like burning in here’

you didnt look at him as you just opened your bento

‘being in your period causes your temperature to fluctuate and cause unexplainable chill at even the hottest places’

okay what

they both shared a look and just shrugged, blaming it on your time of the month for the way you spoke with no emotion in your tone

this had to be the longest school day of your life

the whole time the scarf remained on and kunimi cant help but notice your flinches at the smallest of sounds

finally practice arrived and you really thought you could pull this off until oikawa barreled straight towards you and hugged you tightly

‘y/n-chan! you okay?! oikawa-senpai was so worried for you!’ 

you cringed but nodded

‘im okay, oikawa-san’

‘senpai, y/n-chan! call me senpai!’

‘im not going to feed into your kink, oikawa-san’

*cue everyone busting a lung*

‘y/n, what’s the-’

‘acne. only bandaid available in my house’

eventually, everything was fine

you were still cracking jokes w the others and you were still laughing w them so kunimi and kindaichi were at ease

but that shattered when oikawa was being oikawa and was being all touchy and bothering you about the scarf around your neck that he ended up pulling it off and he saw the marks

he was silent, just staring at them

ofc you were freaking out and you started breathing heavily

oh god he found out and he was going to hurt them

‘o-oikawa-senpai, listen, it’s not what it-’

‘y/n’

his voice made your eyes shut in fear and the others crowded around you and they all had scandalized looks on their faces

‘is this why you werent in practice yesterday?’

his voice was sharp, a complete opposite to his normally cheerful tone

you shivered and sighed

‘senpai, please dont-’

‘who is it?’

the other third years shared a look bc they were truly shook at oiks voice

‘w-why should i tell you?! its none-’

‘i am your captain and i deserve to know who is pulling you away from your managerial duties so he could just give you these damn hickeys!’

the gym turned silent

you stopped then furrowed your eyebrows

‘hickey? what-’

‘dont act like you dont know, y/n. so just be honest and tell me who’s your boyfriend’

lmao i shouldnt laugh bc this was supposed to be sad but im cackling at how dumb oikawa really is sometimes

‘i-i,,,,’

you stuttered but you knew this was the perfect opportunity

you could just blame it on this ridiculous misunderstanding 

its a difficult hole to get out of but it would be easier than the other

so you pretended to be flustered and turned around to hide your face

‘it was a one-time thing, oikawa-san. i promise it wont happen again’

HELLO WHAT

the team was leaking the feeling of RAGE

how dare someone take their manager!

she was theirs!

and it doesnt help that every player might have a little thing for you

is this really turning into a harem

oikawa kept demanding answers but iwa hit him enough to quit and they finally went back to practicing but they were still distracted

every time they looked at you, they would grow flustered and red and end up missing a block or a serve

they just cant see their baby manager like that

you noticed it quickly and irritably got on them

‘stop staring at my neck and get back to practice!’

they flinched and saluted at you

lmao this little first year girl is able to control nearly a dozen <5′10 men who are all older than her

but you were glad that they finally stopped asking about it

this was going to go by smoothly and you were going to be okay

however,,,

several days later,,,

this is an angst fanfiction so i will bring thy angst

you were taking out your class garbage since it was your group’s turn in cleaning the classroom when you were grabbed by the arm on your way back

it was still outside and after school so it wouldve been an unlikely situation that someone would help you

it was that biatch miyo again and her 2 minions behind her

then you recognized one girl from the track team who was actually a year older than you but you saw her dropping off some files in the office

if you tried to run, she could easily grab you w her fast legs

great

you were stuck

you let out a tired sigh and crossed your arms on your chest

‘what is it you want from me, again?’

she smirked

‘you really dont know how to listen, do you? i told you to stay away from oikawa but youre still flaunting around with him!’

is she serious?

this girl was borderline stalker/yandere type of girl

you gave her an incredulous look and frowned

‘girl, do you hear yourself? you damn crazy and im leaving’

but she grabbed you back and shoved you against the wall

but this time, you kicked her on the chest to make her fall on her flat booty

surprise was written on their faces and you stretched your arms in front of you to symbolize distance

‘one more step and ill beat tf out of you. i just got my nails off so id watch it if i were you’

miyo huffed and stood up, brushing herself, glaring at one of the girls who tried to help her

then she remembered what you told her

‘hmm? if you hit me, you could be kicked off of the team since you hurt another student. so, go ahead, little kouhai’

she was right

even if it was self-defense, the school’s disciplinary section sucked and just suspended or kicked off people left and right even though they didnt do anything wrong

you were stumped

you were here on a scholarship, not on tuition

your mom would KILL you if she found out you got into a fight and got a record

but you didnt show that and kept your tough facade

‘dont challenge me. i could be a crazy bitch and i dont think youd like your little face being all messed up. so watch your mouth and leave me alone’

you turned to leave but she grabbed your hair and tugged it back

lmao flashbacks to the other part

she twisted your hair into a ponytail and had a firm grip while a girl kicked you behind your knees so you would fall to the ground

oh no you were done w this

you elbowed miyo on the stomach the hardest you could and she groaned which loosened her hold and you kicked her again to the ground

some other girl hit your side and you winced before slapping her straight across the face bc you didnt want to punch her and hurt your knuckles

but they were really testing you

the last girl still had your hair but you twisted around to face her and just did the last you could think of that would hurt

hit her right between her legs

you finally escaped their hold and miyo lunged after you

‘oh my god leave me alone!’

you yelled before holding up your arms to protect your face but she scratched your arms 

obviously you were losing this bc it was just you but you were going to fight as much as you can

‘bad kouhais need to be punished! your senpais need to teach you a lesson!’

miyo screeched and you grabbed her arm before punching her straight at the boob

sorry rebecca

however, one girl was smart and did the same thing you did to her knees and made you fall to a kneeling position and eventually made you curl into a fetal position

gurl we actually fighting so hard considering we’ve never been in a fight

they continuously kicked you before miyo pulled up your head so you could sit up and kneel in front of her

ofc you tried to grab at her and punch at her

but these other girls were able to catch you and trap your arms in their hold and had their feet on your legs so you couldnt kick

great, another bathroom scene

your arms were bleeding from miyo’s scratches and your sides were hurting after their kicks

you lost and you were already bleeding in places you didnt think you would

this would be the last attempt and if he doesnt come, you’re done for

‘IIIIIIWWWWWAAAAAAAA-SAAAAAANNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!’

your scream echoed throughout the entire are

possibly could be heard in new york

and your voice became hoarse

ofc the girls were surprised and caught off guard but when there was silence and clear that no one was coming, they started laughing

‘oh, so cute! iwa-san? is that supposed to be iwaizumi-san? heh, you whoring around w him too? thats so cute-’

‘LET. GO. OF. HER. NOW.’

I GOT CHILLS

the girls holding you shrieked and dropped their hold on you before scrambling back causing you to drop to the ground

miyo’s eyes were wide and there was horror all over her face at the voice of that infamous boy

kyotani kentarou

‘WHAT THE FK ARE YOU DOING?!’

he yelled and miyo turned around to be met with his piercing eyes before screaming and running away with her minions in tow

‘YEA RUN AWAY! FKING COWARDS!’

ltr the cursing is so awkward for me to do but this is his character and im just so awkward so sorry!!

you coughed and winced at the pain on your side which caught his attention

again, he noticed you as the manager of their team and you’ve been hanging out w him, well, just him staring at you, at the alley while you feed the animals

you were actually nice and caring and definitely didnt deserve this

‘oi, y-you okay?’

you didnt look up, just closing your eyes in pain and biting your lips to not let out the crying

his eyes softened at you and he noticed you were trying to act tough and brave even though you just got beat up

normally, he wouldnt even help anyone but it seems you just did something to him

he sighed before gently picking you up, you not even bothering to stop him, and he held you tightlyin his arms as he carried you to the nurses office

he had a feeling you didnt want to be seen like this and hes been in the nurse enough to know she actually leaves the moment school ends

you let out a shaky breath as he set you down on the cot and you opened your eyes to reach your hold for him when he went away

‘n-no, don’t leave-’

but he grunted softly before holding your wrist

‘im just getting your damn medicine. chill out’

lowkey getting bakugou vibes

you nodded and went to close your eyes again

kyo returned w some pain relief medicine from his bag that he carries 

babie actually gets into fights often and he needs it sometimes

and he had alcohol medicine kind istg and bandaids for your arms

it was silent as you drank the pills and he sat down next to you so he could treat the wounds

but he let his curiosity take over him

‘why the fk did you let them do this to you’

he grunted and you scoffed with a smile

‘let? more like overpower me and grip me as they just hit me’

‘cant you fight them back?’

you glared at him

‘bruh i literally kneed some girl in their cooch but they just some superhuman typa girls that cant be hurt’

he sighed

‘maybe you just werent strong enough’

okay listen here you lil shit

you didnt want to listen to him scold you anymore so you just went back to closing your eyes

but kyo is actually lowkey nosy so he kept asking questions

‘the first time we met. was it her too?’

you flinched in surprise

‘you remembered that?’

‘ofc i did. you looked like shit. not as bad as this but still like shit’

‘gee thanks, stranger-kun’

‘kyotani,,, kentarou’

you smiled

‘nice to meet you, kyotani kentarou. im l/n y/n’

‘i know’

he mumbled but you didnt catch it

‘thanks for hearing me and coming to help’

he hummed

he wasnt going to tell you that he actually heard the scream for his idol and thought hed be there so he ran to go see him but instead saw you

kyo just respects and looks up to iwa-chan so much it warms my heart uwu-

once you were all patched up, you were finally able to stand but you still staggered

he grabbed your arm softly and sat you back down

‘what the hell are you going to tell the team?’

you paused then sighed

‘i dont know. ill figure something out’

but he knew how observant the players would be and they would catch on

after all, he was there watching at the top bleachers as oikawa yelled at you for the ‘hickey’

‘if they didnt hit your face, you could get away with it. but you have wounds all over you and theyd find out. im guessing youre doing this bc you dont want to trouble them or burden them? bc they would do something about it?’

you just stared at this guy

‘how-’

‘just a guess’

he also wasnt going to tell you that he was actually part of the team but the constant fighting got him in suspension

and the fact that his parents were donors for the school, he only got a tap on the wrist

‘so what do i do, then?’

‘tell them-’

‘no i cant do that! another plan, kyo-kun!’

‘oi, im a second year, idiot. treat me with respect’

the irony bc he totally treats oikawa like trash

‘i just,,,, oikawa-san is seen as this prince/gentleman type and i know how protective he is towards me so the slightest problem could cause him to be ballistic. miyo is popular enough to circulate rumors about him and hes already in his third year and she is too so i just have to endure one year until theyre gone’

kyo was disgusted

all this for that stupid idiot captain?

‘youre dumber than i thought’

you weakly hit him at the arm

‘so mean, kyo-san’

‘i dont think its right youre suffering for someone who isnt even worth it’

you glared and linked your fingers together

‘im the manager. i knew this would happen the moment i signed up but i didnt care. as manager, i have to keep up the team’s image and their popularity for support so i cant let all that be ruined just bc a little first year girl couldnt fight for herself’

‘just tell them, kid. less problems’

then he stood up to leave

‘kid?! im only a year younger than you! what you mean!’

but you were panicking

someone knew about you being hurt and they could easily tell the team

and it only increased when he entered the gym and later introduced himself as a player

you were so surprised that you stopped breathing

‘kyo-san,,,’ 

you muttered and he glared at you

well, more like look at you but i have a theory that kyo actually has problems w his sight so it looks like he’s glaring at you constantly but hes just actually trying to see clearly

‘yo’

oikawa was surprised at this interaction

‘eh? you know kyoken-chan?’

you nodded, still looking at the blonde

‘i-uh’

‘its none of your business’

kyotani grunted and you sighed in relief

maybe your secret would be safe

you were still uneasy about him accidentally revealing it, especially since he practically worships iwaizumi-san, but he kept his mouth shut

your caring personality at first was overbearing on him but he appreciated your efforts like volunteering on helping him with his eyeliner or asking him if he needed help with his medical tape

ngl, he also thought you were there just bc it was a team full of guys and you thought you could have that weird girl fantasy of having a harem

but you cared for them like practically a mother and continuously made it clear to oikawa that you were NOT interested in going on a date with him

you werent annoying, you were nice, and you weren’t pushy so he actually showed you respect and took a liking to you

this created a soft of protectiveness around you

sometimes, he would see you around school and he would practically glare at the girls he knew hated you

and when he wasnt there to protect you, you would call him to the nurses office where he would mumble apologies of not being there while patching you up before he would go over and threaten them to touch you again and he would bite their fingers off

aww hes so cute

ofc he still kept your secret bc it wasnt his business to tell 

until that one day

it was normal practice with you helping the boys toss the balls so they could spike it

iwaizumi spiked it really hard making you flinch and he apologized profusely after you almost fell off the chair you were standing on in surprise

‘im just angry that that damn shittykawa is the captain and is late to his own damn practice’

oikawa? late?

that was unheard of

you were about to get off the chair and look for him when the devil himself entered the gym with the devil’s mistress on his arm

miyo was holding on to his arm as he laughed at something she said and ruffled her hair

you dropped the ball and kyotani quickly moved to you so he could stand in front of you protectively

‘oi! shittykawa! youre late!’

oikawa just smiled and pointed at the girl

‘miyo-chan made us cookies, iwa-chan!’

at the mention of food, the boys ran forward but you and kyotani remained at the side at the infamous name

you got off the chair and hurriedly placed an arm in front of him

‘don’t, kyo-san’

‘the bitch-’

‘i know. but please, dont’

you begged and he huffed before aggresively wrapping an arm around your shoulder

aggressively cares for you

‘if she does something or even talks shit, i will-’

‘kyoken-chan! y/n-chan! come here!’

oikawa called but kyotani snarled at him

you smile wobbled when miyo’s eyes narrowed at you and she smirked

‘oh? your manager is so cute, oikawa-kun!’

the rest of the team was just blinking at this weird tension

kyo had his arm tightly around you and hatingly glaring at this girl, who was icily smirking at you, and you tightly holding kyo’s shirt with a worried glint in your eyes

‘you were late to your own damn practice, oikawa. stop wasting time eating this shit and go back to playing’

tbh it still shocks you at how rudely kyo talks to oikawa but you were too pre-occupied on making sure this kid wasnt going to lunge at this girl

‘a-ah, right. oikawa-san, we have to return to practice. if you excuse us, miyo-san-’

you were about to gently grab oikawa’s arm to bring him back when she grabbed your wrist and secretly gripped it

‘oh, dont be so uptight, y/n-chan! i worked so hard-’

but kyo immediately snatched her hand away from you and squeezed it as tight as he could, making her wince

oikawa noticed the pain in miyo’s face and he was angry that kyotani was hurting a girl

‘oi! kyotani!’

he shouted and pushed him away, making the team, even iwa, worriedly look at kyo and brace themselves for the beating

iwa jumped into action and held the second year back while you jumped in front of oikawa

‘kyo-san, calm-’

‘you! be quiet’

he shouted, finger pointing at you

‘and you!’

before pointing to oikawa

‘you are a shitty captain’

‘kyotani!’

iwa was just straight out confused and hes really questioning life decisions right now

mom is stressed and confused, i repeat, MOM IS STRESSED AND CONFUSED

oikawa’s eyes narrowed but he just calmly talked

‘we’ll talk about this later’

‘miyo-san, we really need to practice so if you could see yourself out’

iwa gently smiled to the girl, who was about to protest, but makki and mattsun has already pointed to the door

she huffed then turned to leave and once she was gone, iwa let go of kyotani

‘kyotani, what the hell was that’

oikawa lowly asked and you were about to put your arms out to separate them but yahaba and watari grabbed you so you wouldnt be caught in the middle

then kyo turned to you, fire in his eyes

‘either you tell him or i will’

can we just talk about how protective kyo is?

you trembled and you roughly left yahaba and watari’s grip so you could gently place your hands on his chest

‘please, kyo. just leave it, okay? remember, it’s my busi-’

‘if i see that bitch enter this gym again, i dont give a flying fuck if shes a girl. ill beat the living daylights out of her’

‘kyotani kentarou, what-!’

oikawa shouted but your glare shut him up

‘y/n-chan, what is going on’

‘n-nothing. kyo-san is just, yknow, being him. you know? okay. now lets get back to practice, everyone!’

coach irihata and the other guy sharing that look

to say the least, miyo was pissed

and when she was pissed at you, she always did what she normally does

she corners you wherever its deserted and beat you with the help of her minions who holds you down while she slaps, hits, or kicks you

girlie you needs to tell the boys youre literally getting hit and abused and im just-!!!!!!!!!

and thats exactly what she did

only this time, she wore hard-tipped shoes

‘see, y/n-chan? i saved up and got these shoes just for you!’

the minions were just sharing looks of fear and genuine sympathy for you

they were only there bc she blackmailed them with pictures doing questionable things and if they dont help, they would be released

as usual, you didnt cry, biting your lip as you winced from the pain of her kick at your side

‘youre so pathetic. how could you do this to a person? and all this for your oikawa-san? for a boy?’

you wheezed at her causing her eyes to flare

‘HAH?! SAY THAT AGAIN!’

‘i said-’

but you were cut off when she slapped the soul out of you

her ring cut you at the lip and you cringed at the taste of blood from your lip

‘what else? we gotta hurry this up, miyo, because practice started like 5 minutes ago and im going to get yel-’

‘SHUT UP!’

kyotani entered the gym after his talk with his teacher and immediately looked around for you

his honey brown eyes scanned the area and they widened as your figure wasn’t in sight

‘oi, yahaba, wheres the manager’

the boy shrugged from the side 

‘i dont know. shes late though’

oh god

‘kindaichi! kunimi! youre in the same grade right? did you see where she went after class?’

kunimi paused to remember before answering

‘she stayed after to talk to obe-sensei for the homework, that’s all i know’

that meant she stayed behind and was probably somewhere

‘SHIT!’

he shouted before bolting out the door

ofc the boys were all worried of his outburst and started yelling after him

‘kyotani!’

‘kyoken-chan?!’

they followed him, who was running as fast as he can

the girls would probably do it outside to avoid having to clean up their mess and he almost wrenched the door open in a hurry to take a lap around the school building

it was certainly a sight to see: a boy with dyed blonde hair and two brown lines followed after an entire volleyball team who were screaming after him

‘YOU-!’

he heard that bitch voice and bolted towards the back, where the dumpster was, and found you at the same position like the first time he saw you

blood was dripping on the floor from your busted lip and a cut on your cheek while your eyes were wide at the sight of kyotani’s panting form

‘kyo-!’

‘kyotani!’

your eyes watered at the sight of the entire volleyball team behind him, also eviqualiently surprised yet fuming angry

the girls who held you dropped your arms and ran for the hills so they wouldnt get caught

kyo pushed miyo aside as he grabbed you from the floor and held you

oikawa gave miyo a look that cannot even be described in words

all it was: incredibly, super, ridiculously, heatedly, furiously, angry

now multiply that by the entire team

‘hm, my father, who is the chieftain of the police, mentioned about there being jail time for even minors who commit serious acts like assault or bullying’

mattsun seethed

‘really? i think he’d like the video as evidence against kenta miyo for assault and battery, including bullying, so how many years would that add up to? nearly a decade?’

the girl miyo squeaked as oikawa and iwaizumi roughly grabbed each wrist

‘how long’

miyo trembled at the increased pressure on her wrist

‘IM ASKING YOU A FUCKING QUESTION! HOW LONG!’

iwaizumi has never shouted at a girl before and hopefully, it would be the last

‘s-s-since l-last month’

you burrowed your head in kyotani’s shirt

‘please dont’

‘shut the fk up, y/n-chan, we’re not talking to you right now’

oikawa coldly reprimanded

‘everyone, take y/n away. iwaizumi and i can take care of this. but mattsun, makki, track down those 3 girls and find others who have even touched our manager’

‘got it, boss’

if it was in a different situation, you wouldve applauded oikawa at his ability to be a leader but you were currently in pain from the bruises and the cuts all over you

your fellow first-years were angrily punching things in the nurse’s office

rip nurse in the morning when she finds holes all over her walls

the irony is, the most agressive one, kyotani kentarou, was the calmest as he quietly cleaned your wounds and placed ointment on the bruises

‘i told you so’

he mumbled and you scoffed

‘howd you find me anyways?’

‘dumb bitch yaps really loud’

he answered

no one was yelling at you and no one was saying a word

eventually, oikawa and iwaizumi entered followed by the rest of the third years

‘why. why didnt you tell us, y/n?’

oikawa asked as he sat down on the chair beside the bed

you looked down and fiddled with your fingers

‘if i did, you wouldve hurt her. and she wouldve spread rumors about you and ruin the image and reputation of the grand king and the volleyball team. i didnt want to do that to you and thought i could just endure it one year since youre graduating anyways’

iwaizumi sucked in a harsh breath

‘you wouldn’t have known what we were going to do. you are no oracle and you dont know how we are going to handle this situation. so you were really stupid for keeping these things to yourself, y/n. you may be our manager and our caretaker but let us take care of you too’

you nodded but your tears fell

‘sorry. im really sorry. i didnt meant to trouble you’

‘stop apologizing, y/n’

‘sorry’

‘y/n!’

you bowed your head low and bit your lip in guilt

‘i shouldve told you but i didnt and now everyone is troubled-’

‘we’re a team, y/n. youre not a lone wolf anymore. you have a pack standing right beside you’

watari mumbled and he sat down to give you his favorite hug: the one arm hug

‘im super angry right now and it might seem like im snappy but i really want you to know, y/n, that i really love you and i am just hurt that you didnt trust us enough to tell us you were suffering when i trust you with my entire being. so next time youre hurting or in pain, dont you dare keep it to yourself. tell us, okay? tell your senpais and friends about it so we can share that burden’

oikawa babie you are so mature like what-

what started out as a hug from watari turned into a team hug around the tiny bed, even kyo joined, and you were so happy you found a good team that appreciated you and everything youve done and accepted you as one of their own

‘oikawa-san, what did you do to miyo?’

‘again, im mad y/n-chan, so please dont talk about her right now’

‘iwa-san?’

‘dont use those puppy eyes on me! dont you dare-- okay, we’re pressing charges’

silence

‘WHAT?!’

‘and iwa-chan slapped her!’

‘WHAT?!’

‘shut up shittykawa you did too!’

‘WHAT?!’

a/n: this hurted a bit and im sorry if this was lowkey awkward and all over the place but i didnt exactly know how to portray this situation since ive never experienced this, just bullying in general, before but for those who have, please tell someone so that you dont have to carry that burden by yourself. it doesnt have to be a your parents, but talk to a trusted adult so that this type of stuff doesnt happen to you bc you truly dont deserve that type of treatment and deserve to be happy and feel safe in an environment like school or anywhere in general

[not-reagan]

milf: man i love forests

pairing: deforester boo seungkwan x frat boy mirror demon han jisung (side pairing reagan x rainbow)

genre: crack, strangers to friends to lovers, non-idol au

warnings: cursing, brief supernatural elements, i don’t know if this applies but all lcase, and i listened to christmas music and abba while writing this

word count: 2.7k

authors note: happy birthday @miyuuraiura !! i am so sorry about this monstrosity being your birthday gift but you asked for it so it's your fault entirely. i was gonna include some context on this story for those who are not rainbow and i but actually i don't think i will.

seungkwan did what he could to get by. he loved nature, he really did, but sometimes you have to make moral sacrifices to survive. he was a college kid strapped for cash, and when he saw a sign reading “GET RICH QUICK, INVEST IN DEFORESTATION” in the summer going into his freshmen year, he jumped at the opportunity. sure, he would have rather been a freelance singer, hired for bar-mitzvahs and children's parties, but that job market was flooded at the moment.

jisung, on the other hand, had no care for nature. actually, he didn't care for any human things, apart from “banging parties, booze, the boys™, and bitches”. he hated quite a bit about earth, the worst of all to him being college. as a demon, he had no reason to attend university, but after he was summoned in the bathroom of a frat house by the school’s power couple; rainbow and reagan, he felt obliged to follow the two around and keep them company.

for seungkwan, his main job rarely required in person work. he usually just chose plots of land to demolish, and sent plans to local managers. the only time he actually had to knock down any trees himself was during his summer break. he has a part time job of course, but it didn't provide him enough cash to survive. for someone with a job as a deforester, he truly did do what he could to save the environment. he joined his schools environmental club, becoming vice president his sophomore year because of his work with them. he kept his job a secret, not even telling his parents where the influx of cash was coming from. he kept a low profile and went through the motions of life. he didn't have much of a social life, with his small amount of friends being from the environmental club.

han jisung found joy in witnessing his professors and fellow students lose their minds over his lack of effort in class. he did the bare minimum and still passed with flying colors. most of all, it angered his seatmate in earth science, who happened to be none other than boo seungkwan. seungkwan was a hard worker in everything he did, particularly in school. he didn't get the best grades, but by no means was he the worst. averaging a steady B+, seungkwan spent most of his nights studying or working, rarely going to parties and enjoying himself only through one person karaoke rooms.

this fact upset jisung. he didn't know why, but seeing seungkwan so tired every day made him feel sad(? jisung wasn't sure what it made him feel. it was an emotion he had never experienced before. rainbow told him it meant he had a crush. to this he threw an empty soda can at them). not to mention seungkwan’s upsetting karaoke addiction, which he knew all about the danger of because of reagan, who spent most of her weekends drunk and singing. jisung didn’t know why he took such a liking to seungkwan. what he did know was that he was ecstatic to find that they would be paired together for a project. a project that required quite a bit of teamwork, and a lot of after school work sessions.

seungkwan liked to think that he didn’t hate anyone. he hated evil people, like hitler and stalin and jyp, but he didn’t really hate anyone besides the worst of the worst. that was until he experienced jisung. he wasn’t sure why jisung always talked to him when he was trying to take notes in class. he especially wasn’t sure why he was so excited to be partnered up together for the project that was worth 25% of their grade. seungkwan was less than happy to have to cooperate with jisung for an extended period of time, and he was not looking forward to letting him into his dorm room, or going anywhere near jisung’s frat house. seungkwan had no idea what he was pushed into.

they planned to meet at the cafe on campus at 5:00 pm after class. seungkwan was less than happy. jisung was thrilled. when jisung arrived seungkwan was sitting at a table drinking an americano and working on an english essay. he wasn't sure how to approach him, slowly walked closer before tapping on his shoulder. seungkwan jolted in his seat.

“jesus fuck jisung. you scared the crap out of me,” seungkwan gasped. jisung’s ears flushed as he brought his hand to the back if his neck.

“sorry,” he started, pausing for a second before starting again, “why don't we get started?”. he swung his bag down to the ground as he took a seat. seungkwan offered a small, non genuine smile before pulling out the project’s guidelines.

“let's try to finish this as quickly as possible. im pretty busy and don't have much time to fool around.” seungkwan said. jisung felt his heart drop. did seungkwan really think that little of him? granted, he always dozed off in class but he got his work done on time and in an orderly fashion. he felt his mind begin to wander. if seungkwan felt this way about him now, how would he feel when he found out that jisung was a demon. would seungkwan start to like him if he knew him better? jisung couldn't figure out why he cared so much about how seungkwan perceived him. he had never had an issue with others opinions of him before, so what made seungkwan so different? for some reason, jisung felt the need to connect with seungkwan. if not for himself, then at least to help him let loose.

after working silently on each of their portions of the projects for 3 hours, jisung finally spoke up. “do you want to maybe come to my party next month? well, it's not my party, it's for rainbow’s birthday. i know you're not one for social interaction but it would be cool to see you there. i’ll give you the details if-”

“i’d love to go,” seungkwan cut off jisung’s rambling. to be honest, he wasn't exactly sure what he was agreeing to, but he knew it would shut jisung up, and seungkwan valued his peace and quiet. part of him also just felt downright bad for the other. he seemed to be trying awfully hard to become friends with seungkwan, and he wouldn’t admit it, seungkwan had started to warm up to the boy. he really wasn’t as much of an issue as he had thought before, and was actually really respectful of seungkwan’s wishes. maybe i’ll give him a chance, seungkwan thought before going back to his work.

over the next month, jisung and seungkwan continued meeting to work on their project. seungkwan was less short with the other, and jisung was still red faced every time seungkwan decided to talk to him, which became quite frequently over the next few weeks. jisung was starting to realize that the feelings he had for seungkwan were not simply platonic, and that he didn’t just want to be friends with him. with the help of rainbow and reagan, he had come to the conclusion that he really, really liked seungkwan, and that he was going to do something about it. remembering that he had invited seungkwan to the party, he devised a plan to not only tell seungkwan about his whole “i’m actually a demon” thing, but also about his true feelings. it wouldn't be easy, but it was what he had to do.

a month later, seungkwan still wasn’t exactly sure why he had agreed to go to jisungs frat house at 9:00 pm on a saturday night. yet there he was, standing on the front porch of a large house, wondering if he should bite the bullet and walk in, or spare himself and leave right then. he didn't get a choice, however, as rainbow and reagan stepped out of the house giggling while clutching onto each other. both stopped in their tracks when they saw seungkwan. the couple and seungkwan stared at each other for a good minute before seungkwan shook himself from his trance.

“hey rainbow!” seungkwan started, “and reagan too. i know we aren’t super close, but jisung invited me and i thought i’d just drop by and wish you a happy birthday.” he passed her a birthday card filled with $50 bucks and then turned to leave. “i’ll leave you guys now. have a great birthday!” before seungkwan could get very far, however, rainbow grabbed him by the arm.

“hey, i’d love if you’d stay! at least go say hi to jisung. i’m sure he’d like to see you,” she said, silently making note to have jisung pay her back for being a great wingwoman.

“he’s probably hiding in the second floor bathroom. if you don't see him in there, just say his name three times in front of the mirror. he’ll appear.” reagan explained. seungkwan thought she was joking. how wrong he was.

following his entrance to the house, he had to refuse not one, not two, but three different people who were looking to give him bottles or cups of something which seungkwan presumed to be various types of alcohol. navigating through the house was difficult, reaching the stairs to the second floor only after running into numerous people borderline fucking on two large couches in the living room, a smoke circle taking place in what seungkwan assumed to be a dining room, and a very aggressive makeout session against a wall. once he finally reached the second floor, he had some difficulty finding the bathroom, accidentally walking in on reagan and rainbow, who had miraculously made it upstairs faster than he had.

“if you don’t stop shitting constantly i am going to break up with you! also, stop taking feet pics! it’s weird!” he heard rainbow shout.

“at least i can eat seafood! how does it make your head hurt? you’re the weakest link! that fucking seafood platter was delicious. and you know what, i’m glad i didn’t have to share it with you!” reagan responded. seungkwan quickly shut the door, not wanting to get involved in whatever drunken argument was going on there. after a bit more searching, he finally stumbled across the right room. knocking first to see if anyone was in there, he entered, and to his surprise, nobody was there. jisung was nowhere to be seen. seungkwan reviewed his options. he could a) leave the party, or b) continue to look around the packed house. but there was another option. he thought about it for a second.

“what's the harm in trying,” seungkwan thought out loud, before staring directly into the mirror.

“han jisung, han jisung, han jisung.”

nothing happened. that's what seungkwan thought, until a minute later the lights in the bathroom flickered off and the mirror began to glow. “what. the. fuck,” seungkwan managed to squeak out before falling backwards into the tub. first a leg emerged, then two arms, and finally the rest of jisung’s body.

“i feel like the genie in aladin every time i have to get into a fucking mirror,” jisung complained before seeing seungkwan toppled over. to that view, he jumped down off the counter and moved to help him up. seungkwan, aside from falling, seemed to be reacting well to the whole situation, at least in the sense that instead of freaking out he seemed to be in a state of shock. jisung took this as a good sign, and lifted the motionless body up onto the toilet seat.

“hey seungkwan, you there?” jisung waved his hand in front of seungkwan's face as he slowly came to his senses.

“what kind of twisted party trick was that?” seungkwan asked, pretty seriously. jisung just laughed.

“you summoned me from the mirror. i’m like a funny version of michael jackson except i'm a demon and not a man in the mirror.” jisung explained. seungkwan just stared. “are you ok kwan? do you want me to get you some water?”

“it was… kind of sick.” seungkwan stated. he didn't know why he wasn't scared. under any other circumstance like this one, he probably would have shit his pants. for some reason he felt comfortable around jisung. he felt warm. he felt seen. it was something he hadn't felt before. that's when he realized. he wondered why it took himself to long to figure it out. he never hated jisung. he just didn't know what to do with the fact that he made him feel special, and that he felt as though he belonged when they were together. it had hit him why he was so nervous the whole night, why he had wanted to make such a good impression, and why he was willing to embarrass himself by calling out jisungs name as opposed to just choosing to go home. it was because he loved him.

“can i tell you something?” both of the boys said at the same time. jisung giggled and seungkwan flushed red. **authors note! bonus starts here**

“you first,” seungkwan offered. he wasn't exactly sure he would be able to make it through a sentence without getting any redder than he already was.

jisung took this opportunity to finally get his true feelings out into the air, “i like you… uhh like, i like like you. i have since we first became seatmates. well, i think that's when i've liked you since. i knew whe-”

“you're rambling again,” seungkwan told him. jisung flushed a dark shade of pink. “it's a habit of yours. i think it's cute actually.” seungkwan wasn't sure where his sudden surge of confidence came from, but he was glad it came. he was standing up now, holding jisungs hands in his. jisungs heart was racing a mile a minute as he looked down at their intertwined hands and them back up, catching seungkwan looking directly at his lips. “can… can i kiss you?” seungkwan stuttered out. jisung couldn't find his words, so he opted to just nod.

when their lips connected, seungkwan could have sworn he heard fireworks. he did later find out that someone was setting off a firework in the back yard, but it was the thought that counted. their lips melted together perfectly, and seungkwan wondered why it took him so long to admit his feelings to himself. he could have been kissing jisung for a month before this.

once they finally parted, seungkwan spoke softly, “i like you too. i think that's pretty obvious now but just in case you didn't know.” jisung had the dumbest, most confused face on, and seungkwan had the brightest smile he'd ever had. seungkwan had rendered jisung speechless, for once in his life. not long after, they started kissing again, content with their emotions and their new relationship.

seungkwan was never one to believe that good things were permanent. he was overdramatic, stubborn, and hated interacting with people outside his small social circle. that was until han jisung came along. he was starting to think that maybe, just maybe, he could let someone else into his life.

jisung was a simple man. well, not a man, but he was simple nonetheless. he liked banging parties, booze, the boys™, and bitches. well maybe there was one more thing he liked. he knew for sure he liked boo seungkwan. maybe he loved him. maybe seungkwan even felt the same way.

-fin

**BONUS**

reagan and rainbow leaned up against the door to eavesdrop on their matchmaking work.

“holy shit!” reagan gasped.

“what is it?? tell me what happened. you're hogging up the door!” rainbow hissed.

“our boy is so grown up,” reagan pretended to cry. “put your goddamn ear up here.” rainbow felt her ear connect with the cold door just as jisung confessed his feelings.

“i like you… uhh like, i like like you. i have since we first became seatmates. well, i think that's when i've liked you since. i knew whe-” his next words were cut off on the girls side of the door as reagan squealed.

“shut your mouth! seungkwans saying something!!” rainbow said, obviously annoyed that reagan was obstructing her ability to hear the exchange.

“can… can i kiss you?” they heard seungkwan say. both looked at each other in shock.

“oh. my. god.” was all rainbow could say.

“i think we should give them some alone time,” reagan suggested as she tugged rainbow down the hall.

“i think we need some alone time for ourselves,” rainbow said as reagan pushed her into a random room and locked the door behind them.

[simplybakugou]

Zapped

↝ Notorious for his usual happy-go-lucky and goofy personality, you’re stuck with having to look after Kaminari’s new change in ego after he was hit with a villain’s quirk.

BINGO SPACE: Mean x Nice

⋆ PAIRING: prohero!kaminari x prohero!reader ⋆ WARNINGS/TAGS: swearing; fluff ⋆ WORD COUNT: 2245

A/N: another @bnhabookclub​ fic. i initially was going to write this as kaminari being mean to reader but i genuinely can’t imagine kaminari being mean like that so i decided to take a different approach to this! thank you to the anon who requested for kaminari for this prompt and this is the last kaminari fic for the bingo event! also the transparent kaminari cap is from the bnha bookclub drive.

also i had no idea how to end this so im sorry if the ending is actual shit omg

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✐posted 08.11.2020✐

“Man, I’m so tired,” Sero said with a sigh. “I feel like we’ve been chasing after this guy for hours.”

“That’s ‘cause we have been chasing after him for hours,” Kaminari groaned to his friend. Normally he would’ve been excited to be able to spend time with Sero who he hadn’t hung out with in months due to their jobs keeping them busy but chasing after a villain was not easy nor was it enjoyable. Kaminari started his tiring day with an early morning patrol, roaming around the blocks of Musutafu to keep an eye on any criminal activity. 

For some reason on that particular day Kaminari couldn’t catch a break as he had to reprimand and track down several villains. This time was no different as he was pursuing a man who was attacking bystanders randomly with his peculiar quirk. Kaminari ended up running into Sero on the way and now the two men were working together to take the evildoer down.

“How the hell does this guy keep disappearing so much? Is that his quirk? Invisibility or something?” Sero asked, looking up towards the rooftops of the many buildings surrounding the area.

“No, he’s zapping people or something. All I know is that I kept seeing a weird light when he used his quirk and the people he attacked acted really weird afterwards,” Kaminari informed Sero, peeking through a window of a local clothing store for any sign of the villain. 

“Zapping people? Like how your quirk works?” Sero asked as the two continued to stroll down the path, briefly waving to any bystanders that recognized them as they weren’t able to stop and sign autographs at the moment.

“Yeah but I don’t attack random people with my quirk!” Kaminari exclaimed.

The two heroes turned down the road, reaching a dead end as the area was led to a vacant lot. “I think we should just head back to the station. I don’t see that guy anywhere around here so he must be long gone.”

Kaminari nodded, letting out a sigh. “You’re right.”

Sero said his goodbyes to his friend as the pair split up, walking in opposite directions to their respective agencies. Kaminari was a little bummed out, upset with himself that he managed to lose sight of the villain. Although he wasn’t able to catch the man, at least he was able to leave early and go back home to you, his significant other who he missed so much and whom he wasn’t able to see as often due to his busy job.

Just as he had finally cheered himself up and was on his way back to his agency so he could go home, Kaminari heard Sero yell after him. “Kaminari! I saw the guy run down here!”

Kaminari turned his head around to face Sero who was using his tape arms to propel him through the rooftops. “Really?! You saw him?”

“Yeah he’s somewhere around here. You check out this area, I’ll be down there,” Sero said, pointing to the plaza a few blocks down.

“Got it!” With this information Kaminari continued to scope out the area, once again irritated with having to deal with such a nuisance of a person.

From the corner of his eye he saw a dark figure dashing in the opposite direction and Kaminari didn’t hesitate to run after it, his quirk activating as small yellow sparks arose from his body. He continued to chase after the shadowy figure down the alleyway and they finally reached a dead end.

“You’ve got nowhere to run so why don’t we just make this quick, alright?” Kaminari offered. 

The man whipped his head around, his face covered in a black ski mask as his lips curled up into a devious smirk. “Sorry, but there’s no way I’m letting a little hero catch me.” 

He grabbed a few bags filled with trash that were left on the ground, green light flashing into his hands as he threw the bags at Kaminari, who caught both bags in confusion as to why the villain would throw something so easily catchable. Just as the bags touched his fingertips, Kaminari felt a shiver run down his spine as the green light from earlier crept up from the bags and onto Kaminari’s arms. 

The villain laughed, watching as the green light from his quirk engulfed the pro hero’s entire body. “I’m tired of you heroes playing nice all the time so here’s my way of helping you out.” 

The villain cackled as Kaminari fell to the floor, a pounding sensation attacking his head and causing his temples to ache. Before Kaminari had the chance to recover, the villain ran past him, wanting to escape as fast as he could. 

“What’s going on?” Kaminari grunted as he writhed in pain on the floor, his glasses from his costume strewn on the floor. His heart was racing and he felt like something inside him was bubbling, like someone had stuck a spoon inside him and was stirring up his stomach.

Sero finally turned around the corner, finding Kaminari hunched over on the bare floor and immediately went beside him. “Kaminari!”

Sero hooked his arm around his back, holding Kaminari up from the ground. “Hey, man, are you okay? Did the guy hit you with his quirk?”

Kaminari shook his head, rubbing his temples as the pain finally subsided. He blinked a few times to adjust his vision that had become blurry and he looked over to Sero and shoved him off. “Don’t fucking touch me. Get the fuck off.”

Sero stared at him blankly, completely bewildered by what had just happened. “Huh?”

***

You thanked the receptionist at the front as you quickly sped through the hospital lobby, managing to get into the elevator before a line formed which would force you to take the stairs.

Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay was all that you could keep saying in your mind as you rode up to the fourth floor. Sero had called you, informing you that your boyfriend had been put into the hospital after an encounter with a villain. He didn’t specify if Kaminari had gotten gravely injured, well more like you didn’t give Sero enough time to specify as you immediately hung up and raced over to the hospital after hearing the news.

You got out of the elevator, scanning the different rooms for the room that Kaminari was staying in. Just as you located his room, the door slid open and a doctor exited it. She seemed visibly stressed as she rubbed her temples and looked down at her clipboard.

“Hi, um, I was wondering if this is Kaminari Denki’s room?” You asked the woman.

“Oh, you must be the person Cellophane told me about,” the doctor said, shaking your hand as she briefly introduced herself. “Well, Chargebolt is fine, physically at least.”

You let out a sigh in relief, placing a hand over your chest as you were grateful that he wasn’t hurt. “Is he okay?”

“He was hit with a troublesome quirk by a villain. It seems that the quirk can change a person’s personality as the user saw fit. The villain must have decided to change Chargebolt’s personality completely because at the moment he is being quite… difficult,” the doctor said. “You’re free to take him home now but if you need help getting him out the door, please don’t be afraid to call one of the staff to support you. The quirk’s effects should wear off in an hour.”

You nodded slowly as the doctor patted your shoulder reassuringly as she left to administer another patient. You weren’t too sure about what she was going on about but nevertheless you opened the door to Kaminari’s room, peeking your head in and smiling to see Kaminari sitting up in the hospital bed.

“Denki!” You exclaimed, quickly going over to his side and holding his hand in yours. “I’m so glad you’re okay!”

Kaminari looked down at your hand entwined into his and shoved your grip off him. “Don’t fucking touch me.”

Your face fell as you stared down at your fingers. “Denki?”

“I’m guessing you’re here to get me outta this shithole?” Kaminari asked, raising a blonde brow at you. “Took you fucking long enough to get here.”

You were taken aback by his abrasive behavior, speechless for a moment before you were able to gather yourself together. “R-Right. The doctor said you’re free to leave now.”

“Thank god,” Kaminari muttered, swinging his legs over as he exited the room, not bothering to wait for you or to grab his things.

“Denki, wait!” You called out, grabbing his briefcase with his hero costume. He didn’t even care to change out of his hospital gown as he practically sped down the hall.

You managed to catch up with him and slip inside the elevator before the doors closed in on you. You glanced over at him, staring intently at the frown on his face. You knew you couldn’t take what he would say from now and the next hour to heart as it wasn’t his fault for behaving this way. 

Kaminari looked down at you, irritated that you were staring at him. “What?”

You shook your head, a small smile on your lips. “Nothing. You just look really pretty.”

Kaminari’s eye widened slightly as he blushed, his cheeks adorning a light pink shade. “Whatever, idiot.” He sped out the elevator but you still kept up with him, laughing at the many stares he was receiving. Then again, who wouldn’t stare at the sight of one of the top heroes dashing outside in a hospital gown.

Seeing that he was about to walk straight into incoming traffic, you grabbed Kaminari’s hand, stopping him before he got run over. You tightened your grip on his hand as you practically had to drag him in the other direction towards the parking lot.

“The fuck you think you’re doing?” Kaminari said, his voice filled with annoyance.

“You’re going to get hurt so let’s just get to my car,” you said adamantly, not caring if he didn’t want to listen to you or not.

Kaminari scoffed, attempting to shake off your hold but actually surprised by how strong you were. Eventually he stopped fighting you and let you lead him to your car. Once you located your vehicle, you unlocked it and opened the passenger door for him.

“I don’t need you to open my door for me,” Kaminari grumbled, entering your car anyways.

“I know I don’t; it’s called being nice,” you said, shutting the door as you entered the vehicle through the other side. 

You began driving, making your way towards your shared house with Kaminari. Normally car rides with your boyfriends were enjoyable as you would both scream out your favorite song lyrics or do small things to make each other laugh. 

But this car ride was one of the most stressful experiences you had ever encountered as Kaminari would frequently lean over, slamming his fist over the wheel and honking and cursing at anyone who was driving safely at the right speed limit. You apologized as much as you could through the window, wanting to sink into your seat to recover from the embarrassment you were going through.

Finally you managed to make it home in one piece and you were more than happy to leave your car and go inside. Kaminari trailed behind you, relatively quiet with his hands in his pockets as he immediately beelined for the couch, collapsing on top of it as he sunk his face into the cushions.

You smiled, dropping his briefcase to the side and joining him on the couch. “I’m so fucking exhausted,” Kaminari grumbled.

“Do you want me to cook something?” You offered.

Kaminari scoffed, sitting up as he glared at you. “I don’t give a fuck. I don’t need you to do shit for me.”

“Denki, you can’t even make toast correctly.”

Kaminari glared at you, crossing his arms over his chest. “Fine.”

You chuckled, getting up and whipping up something quick and easy to make as you weren’t a great chef either, even though anyone could be a top tier chef compared to Kaminari. As you were cooking you looked at the clock, relieved that an hour had passed, meaning the quirk’s effects would wear off at any time now.  

As if on cue, Kaminari began coughing from his spot on the couch as the pounding sensation in his head returned. You could see him rubbing his forehead and you went by his side, confused at what was going on. “Denki, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, it’s okay,” Kaminari said, sighing once the painful sensation finally diminished. He opened his eyes, not hesitating to throw his arms around you. “Y/N!”

You were taken aback, still disoriented by what was going on. He pulled away, his hands on his shoulders. “I’m so sorry for treating you like an asshole. I’ll do the dishes for the next week and do whatever you want me to do.”

You laughed, planting a kiss on his cheek. “It’s alright, Denki, I know it wasn’t your fault.”

Kaminari hugged you once more, not letting you go for the rest of the night in compensation for his crude behavior. It was safe to say that he was going to be more careful in the future about being zapped by certain villains...

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beautiful stranger

summary: you sneakily take photos of a cute boy on the train to send to your friend. when the cute boy sits down next to you, you realize you weren’t as sneaky as you thought you were. pairing: peter parker x reader warnings: fluff, mild language word count: 1.7k words

prompt: “I was trying to take a sneaky picture of you because i told my friend about the hot guy on the train and she wanted to see but you totally noticed and yeah this is awkward” au from here

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is it illegal to be this cute????

You texted your friend on the way home from school, hiding your face in your phone while sitting on the subway. Only a few steps away from you, a beautiful boy in a blue sweater grasped onto the pole as he listened to music. He stepped onto the train a few stops ago and now, you couldn’t stop staring. 

istg im sweating n dying from the close proximity of his presence 

hes not even that close

is htis normal?????

Slowly peeking up, you stole another glance at the boy. His attention drifted to his phone while your eyes danced over his sharp jawline and strong features, which contradicted against his overall sweet face. 

Saying he was beautiful was an understatement. You were so drawn to him, like a moth to a flame.  

Suddenly, he began to smile and laugh from whatever he was doing on his phone. Your heart burst then and there, causing you to hold your phone close to your chest in hopes it would contain the invisible chaos. Your friend texted you back:  

-!!! send me a pic!!! let me see!!!

fine okay gimme a sec

Lifting your phone up a bit, you angled it enough to get a decent shot of the boy, but not too high to make it obvious. You attempted to take the picture as if you were taking a selfie. Although a bit difficult since the train rattled casually, you successfully took the photo and even had extra shots to send to your friend.

-okay he pretty cute 

-u should say smth!!! 

?? what would i say “hi i think ur cute lets go out sometime”??

-yea??? thats how meeting ppl works?? 

As you texted your friend back, the person sitting beside you stood up, ready to leave the train. Without moving your head, your eyes darted to the empty seat. Then, you glimpsed at the boy, who seemed to be making his way towards you. Your phone practically fell out of your hands when you replied:  

omg the seat next to me is empty i think hes going to sitdown 

-make ur movE OR ELSE U WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN

-DONT BE A PUSSY!!

You tried your hardest to pretend you were preoccupied with your phone, but all you could do was wait for the handsome stranger to sit down. Without looking up, you heard the boy ask the lady standing in front of you if she would like to have the seat, but she politely declined. The pounding in your ears was too difficult to ignore, but you still tried your best to drown it out. It felt like forever before he sat down next to you. 

You weren’t even sure which app you were scrolling on at this point and you really couldn’t care less either. All you could think about was your friend’s text. 

Make your move. Make your move. Make your move or else-

“Hi.”

You froze, unsure if you heard a voice. You glanced around before your sight landed on the attractive figure next to you. The spotlight was all on you, with his earphones off and a smile plastered across his face as wide as a football field. Was he actually talking to you?  

“Hi.” 

Your eyes fluttered as fast as your heart in an attempt to look into his sparkling, brown eyes.     

He leaned a little closer to you. If you weren’t sweating already, you definitely were sweating now. Did you remember to wear antiperspirant today? You clenched your hands in a fist, with your phone still in hand, fighting against the urge to check. 

“Can I ask you something?” he whispered. Of course he had a sweet voice to match his face. You nodded. 

“Do I have something on my face?” 

Tilting your head in confusion, you shook your head in response. “No, I don’t see anything.” 

The boy sighed a relief, relaxing into his seat a bit. “Phew, that’s good. Just wanted to make sure I look good for my picture.” 

“Hm?” 

The mysterious boy gestured towards your phone. He came in closer to whisper again—

“Rule #1 of the Selfie Rulebook: you should always try different angles to get the lighting right. You kinda just stuck your phone out in one direction and that was it.” 

Shit. Shit, shit, shit. He knew. 

“Well, what if I’m confident in my selfie angling? Maybe this is my best side.” You held your phone out, mocking yourself from moments earlier. You were already caught, may as well die with the lie as long as you can.  

He chuckled.

It really was illegal to be this cute. 

“Then I can’t really argue with you. Please take my most humble apologies, oh, Selfie Master.” The boy placed a hand on his chest, dipping his head as if bowing. 

Almost instantaneously, defeat took over your body. You placed your palms against your face, covering yourself in shame. Maybe if you held still long enough, the embarrassment would fade and the cute boy would forget what happened.  

“Was I that obvious?” you groaned behind your palms.

“Only to me.” 

You peeked through the slit of your fingers to find him still smiling at you. 

“Why’d you take photos of me? Art project on collecting photographs of beautiful things? I had to do that once.” 

You wondered what (or who) he took photographs of for his art project. If this conversation didn’t end in flames, maybe you could ask him. Your hands drooped down, resting upon your thighs.  

“To be honest,” you closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, ready to confess. “My friend was curious about this cute guy I noticed on the subway. I needed proof to validate my taste in men.” 

After a moment to exhale, with your eyes still closed, you heard him reply:  

“Well, let me say that your taste in men is impeccable.” 

Opening your eyes, despite the warmth that radiated from your cheeks, you smiled shyly. Taking a chance, you introduced yourself and held your hand out. 

“I’m Peter,” he took your hand in his and shook it. Both of you lingered on the shake longer than expected, causing you two to giggle.  

“Which school do you go to?” you asked. 

“Midtown Tech. You?”

“Same!” 

“Really?” Peter wrinkled his eyebrows. “I haven’t seen you around before.” 

“Just transferred,” you shrugged in response. 

“Well, if you ever need help with anything, I’m always happy to help. Well, not anything, but, I mean,” he scrunched his nose while rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m always here. To help. With things. Most things.” 

Laughter filled the air between you two. You opened your mouth, but stopped in your tracks when you noticed your stop was coming up soon. Just because you two went to the same school, it didn’t mean that you would ever bump into each other, especially in the sea of a few thousand other kids. It was now or never to make your move. 

“I’d love to stay and chat, but my stop’s coming up soon. I don’t normally do this, but do you want to exchange numbers and maybe meet up for coffee or something?” The words spilled so quickly from you, you weren't sure if Peter caught everything. He stared blankly at you for a moment and you almost repeated yourself when he said— 

“Definitely.” 

In a hurry, you practically dropped your phone into his hand. His fingers breezed over your phone as he typed in his info before handing it back to you. You were about to text him to ensure it was the correct number, but you saw that he already did so. The name Peter Parker was at the top of the conversation and a “Hi!” stared back at you. 

“Got your text,” Peter held up his phone as confirmation. Unwillingly, you stood up, beaming down at him, and adjusted your backpack over your shoulder. 

“Where do you have to get off?”  

“Actually,” Startling you, he stood up too. “My stop passed already.” 

With your mouth agape, you shook your head. “Wait, what? Why didn’t you-” 

“I wanted to find out the name of the pretty girl who was taking my picture,” He mirrored you, adjusting the strap of his backpack over his shoulder as well. “but I’m glad I got more than I bargained for.” 

Your mind couldn’t compute what Peter was saying; all you could do was blink incoherently. The train slowed down as you walked towards the doors with Peter trailing behind you. Both of you stepped off towards an empty side of the station near a rusty pillar.   

“Well, I have to get to the other side,” Peter gestured towards the platform across from you. Still in awe, you smacked your lips together and nodded. “It was really nice meeting you. Hopefully, we can see each other soon. Get home safe.” 

His cheeks puffed from his emerging soft smile. You died a little on the inside. 

“You too, Peter. I’ll see you around.” 

You rushed away down the stairs, bolting away from what felt like a dream. At the edge of the entrance of the station, you paused abruptly to check your phone. 

-??? WHAT HAPPENED TELL Me

-dont leave me hanging like this!!!

According to the timestamps of the texts between you and your friend, the whole interaction with Peter lasted a mere ten minutes. You chuckled in disbelief as you answered your friend: 

i have the number for one (1) peter parker!!

he goes to midtown too!!! 

and he thinks i’m Pretty 

-!!!!!!!!

-im so proud of u!!!!!!

In the middle of replying, you had a notification of a text from none other than Peter. 

*Hi! Long time no talk. 

*I don’t want to come off as impatient or weird, but is it too early to text you? Should I wait? 

*(If so, we can pretend these texts never happened in the first place…)

He wasn’t even there anymore, but your cheeks tingled once again. With a grin, you said: 

(((you can text me only if we pretend i didnt take pictures of you on the train)))

You placed your phone back into your pocket and walked home, still revelling in all the events that just occurred. Coming up to your house, you opened up Peter’s response—

*Deal :)  

[outerspaceisbetterthannothing]

Public Relations. Pt 4. Cinema blow job [Calum Hood blurb]

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Summary: you, Calum and a dark movier theatre. 18+, proofread by wonderful @burncrashbromance

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The auditorium was dark and almost empty. Perfect for the two of you. Going to the movies was difficult enough with Calum, his fans following you almost everywhere. You liked watching new films on the big screen, the smell of popcorn around and childish excitement inside. You came to terms though with how rarely you got to experience it these days. But if you were lucky enough to persuade your boyfriend to go and see a movie, you usually chose little theatres, late-night screenings and caps and hoods low on your eyes. Just like today.

The hall around you was almost empty, 11 pm flashing on a big digital clock. Calum pulled on his green hood and hugged you from behind while you were standing in a short line to buy tickets. You looked back at him, surprised by this sudden gesture. Calum smiled and whispered, “You look good in my cap.” He kissed your cheek and straightened up, still holding your waist.

You did notice that he was in a lighter, more playful mood than usual today, but didn’t give it much thought. You bought tickets and coke and entered the hall when the trailers of the upcoming films were being shown already. You noticed how not many people were there while climbing the stairs, your hand squeezed by Calum’s much bigger one. Only one more couple in the middle of the auditorium and a group of three friends below them were keeping you company tonight. The two of you settled for the higher rows and took off your jackets, leaving them on the near seats. You sat down and gasped from sudden pain.

“You fully deserved that,” Calum reminded you, referring to you biting his shoulder when you suddenly decided to have sex at a fire escape staircase in New York. He promised to slap you for it and he fulfilled his promise when you came back to LA. You had no objection though, enjoying his domineering side. And the sex which followed that punishment you enjoyed even more. So you didn’t say anything now, just settled with Calum’s arm around your shoulders, cuddled into his side, his warmth enveloping you.

You suspected there was something on his mind when you picked up your cup and sipped through the straw. He watched you carefully, indifferent to what was happening on the screen. You looked back at him, arching an eyebrow in a silent question, but Calum only smiled, shook his head and turned his attention back to the film. But the next time you decided to drink, it all repeated. And then again.

“What’s your problem?” you whispered to him.

Calum chuckled, took your free hand and placed it right on his crotch. “I’m glad you asked, baby,” he whispered back. “Cause, you see, I really need your help with this problem.”

You couldn’t suppress your short laugh as you placed your cup back in the holder. Now you could clearly see what was he thinking about looking at the straw between your lips.

“Admit it, you planned this the moment I asked you about the movies,” you accused him jokingly, pulling on the waistband of his sweats and shoving your hand in his underwear.

“I’m an innocent one here. You were bold enough to be sucking right in front of me,” Calum hummed into your ear and closed his eyes, drowning in the feeling of your hand on his dick.

His dick was only half hard, but already so big, you bit your lip visualising it. You started squeezing and pumping him, your hand taking on a steady rhythm. Your thumb was massaging the head, soon you felt wetness there. His dick was getting harder. Calum let out a quiet groan, which took you by surprise. He was usually really good with controlling his impulses, and even though it wasn’t loud enough for anyone in the auditorium to hear him, you still were startled. But you carried on, as he kept his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open. An action scene on the screen came in handy, gripping other viewers’ attention. You soon felt a dull pain in your wrist, thinking about changing the pace or your position, when Calum leaned closer to you again.

“As much as I love your hand, baby, I was expecting you to use your mouth,” his smug words and confidence with which he uttered them made you shiver. You felt a heat wave going through your body, painting your cheeks bright red and making your panties wet. He knew you wouldn’t be able to resist, knew exactly how much you loved being dirty for him. And he was using it for his own pleasure, which only turned you on more.

You glanced down at the other people, making sure they were fully absorbed by the movie, and leaned over his lap. Calum put his arm on your back and started stroking it slowly. You pulled again on the waistband of his pants and immediately put his dick into your mouth. Calum breathed out, his hand moving up to your neck. You went on slowly, not risking anything to attract any unnecessary attention to your deeds. You were taking him nearly on full, working with your tongue over the thick veins as your head was going back up. You hand was holding him at the base, pumping him there. You gave his head a sucking kiss as you reached the top and went down again, shoving him into your throat. Calum pressed on your neck, trying to prolong this moment. But you had to breathe, at least from time to time, so you pulled back, finishing with a kiss again.

You repeated it several times when Calum whispered, “Faster!” You shook your head, still cautious about people in the auditorium. “Nobody’s watching,” Calum groaned quietly, getting what you were afraid of. “I need you to go faster.”

You knew he really did. Calum fully enjoyed slow and deep blow jobs from you, but couldn’t cum from them. At least, not fast. You typically used them as foreplay and knew you needed something different now. So you took a deep breath, wiggled on the seat for a more comfortable position and, after sucking on his dickhead for a couple minutes more and another push on your neck, started raising your speed. You kept bopping your head, your hand following your mouth.You could hear Calum’s hard breathing in the darkness, encouraging you to keep going. His legs started shaking under your forearms and you suddenly got an idea. You pulled his dick out of your mouth and sank deeper, catching his balls with your lips. You kept pumping his dick with your hand while sucking on his balls and felt Calum pressing you harder in between his legs. He leaned forward, the feeling so intense for him. Your hand went as fast as you only could, you got a feeling your wrist could be dislocated after you finished.

“Gonna cum,” Calum ushered, leaning back a little and giving you space to come back to his dick. You changed position, your mouth back on his dick and your hand taking care of his balls. The tart taste of his sperm filled your mouth even sooner than you expected. You pulled back a little, left only the head in your mouth and kept sucking him off. You knew this was making his toes curl and that was making you so giddily happy. As he was finished, you kissed the dickhead goodbye, put his cock back into his pants and straightened back in your seat. Calum still had his eyes shot and was gasping for air. You smiled to this sight.

“You good, baby?” you asked, now being your turn to be smug.

“Never better,” Calum confirmed quietly, finding your hand with his and squeezing it tightly.

It took him another minute to pull himself together and then he drew you back into his side. You finished the film, though neither of you could comprehend what and why happened at the end of it, as you missed the middle.

“You know, it seems to me you got a taste for doing it in public,” Calum tried to mock you as you got in the car.

“Not sure about doing it in public, but I definitely got a taste of your cum tonight,” you retorted with a snort.

“Watch your mouth,” Calum warned you, but couldn’t fight back his smile.

“I think after what just happened, my mouth can afford a lot,” you smiled back.

Calum just rolled his eyes at you and pulled the car out of the parking lot, but you knew for sure this night only started for the two of you.

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Tale as Old as Time - Chapter 3

Rami!Prince Adam x Reader

Summary: A prince cursed. A young woman aching for adventure. The classic tale of seeing beauty within.

Word Count: 4k

Tag List: @psychosupernatural, @someone-get-a-medic, @bensrhapsody, @deakyclicks​, @crazylittlethingcalledobsession​, @minigranger​, @crazyweirdocalledfriday​, @the-moving-finger-writes​, @assembledherethevolunteers​, @rose-writes-prose​, @queenlover05​, @26-7-49​, @drowsebaby​, @im-an-adult-ish​, @xviiarez​, @rogerina-owns-me​, @brianssixpence​, @mirkwoodshewolf​, @seven-seas-of-ham-on-rhye​ If you’d like to be added, let me know!

A/N: But she won’t discoooover that it’s him! til chapter threeeeeeee :)

Warning(s): Mentions of homophobia 

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Prologue  Chapter 1  Chapter 2

Chapter 3 here we go!!!

Just learning Rami’s name was a breakthrough. Two weeks passed peacefully at the castle. Though you were still wary of him, you trusted that he would not lash out unprovoked. You just wanted to learn what provoked him.

But the more you spoke to Rami, the more you understood that his anger came from a place of deep hurt. It wasn’t an aggression he came by naturally. His usual disposition was actually rather awkward. At times, even amusingly so. It was obvious to you that he had not interacted with anyone outside of his staff in many years.

Even so, you kept your guard up. You continued to search for the prince all around the castle, but there was no sign of him. Although, after getting to know Rami, you found it hard to believe that he had ever really harmed anyone. Sure, he could be unreasonable about things, but you didn’t think he was dangerous. There was only one place you hadn’t looked. The west wing. 

Your curious mind was desperate to find out what was up there. But your logical side reminded you that it was best to not test the limits of Rami’s patience. He could easily put you back in the dungeon if he felt like it. On the other hand, it could hold all the answers to your questions. Putting it all to the back of your mind, you went down to the vegetable patch to help Daisy.

Daisy was another mystery to you. She was the only servant who had come to the castle after the deaths of the king and queen. You bonded with her because she was the only other person there your age - since you couldn’t be sure how old Rami was - and you had fun together. You wondered what brought her to the castle.

“Daisy,” you said. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” she replied, brushing some dirt off a carrot.

“How did you end up here?” you questioned. “You’re young and talented. How come you’ve committed yourself to serving Rami and a near empty castle?”

She placed the carrot in her basket and looked down.

“The master is a complicated person,” she said. “I don’t know all the details of his past - and I don’t need to - but he understood me.”

“Understood you?” you pressed.

She nodded. “In my home village, I…”

“You what?”

She met your gaze. “I fell in love. And I was driven out.”

“What?” you gasped. “For falling in love?! That’s ridiculous!”

“Well, the thing is…” she trailed off. “We’re friends, right?”

“Of course we are,” you said, brow furrowing. “What is it?”

“Just - swear to me you’ll never tell anyone what I’m telling you,” she said.

“I swear,” you promised.

She took a deep breath. “I fell in love with another woman.”

Your eyes went wide. “R-really?”

She nodded again. “The people of my village saw it as something evil. My mother told us there was a plan to have us arrested and tried as witches, so she packed us some things to smuggle us out.”

“I’m so sorry,” you told her. “That’s horrible. How could they punish you for loving someone?”

“I don’t know,” she said, eyes watering. “I still don’t understand. But the night before we knew they were coming, we arranged to leave. We planned to meet in the woods just before midnight and escape together.”

“Your lover, did she abandon you?” you asked.

She shook her head. “No. My father told the village about our plan, so they got her. All I could do was run for my life. I ran till I had nothing left in me. It was the master that found me in the woods. He brought me back here and had Mrs. Carson tend to me. The plan was to send me off afterwards, but then I told him my story. As an extra, I told him I could cook and would serve as a kitchen maid if he’d let me. He said they had no cook, he understood what it meant to be seen as something you’re not, and then gave me the job. I didn’t ask no more questions after that.”

You blinked, completely shocked. How could Rami be so understanding of someone like Daisy, but so irrationally angry over a rose clipping? You had to find out the truth about him. And you needed to find out as soon as possible.

“I’m glad you found a place to belong, Daisy,” you told her. “Um, I’m going in for a little while. I’d like to get some rest before dinner. Is that alright?”

She looked at the ground. “You see me differently, don’t you?” 

“What? No!” you cried, pulling her into a hug. “Of course not. You’re still my friend.”

You pulled away and she forced a smile. 

“I believe you,” she said, cheerful now. “Now, go get some rest. I’ll figure out dinner.”

You nodded. As you entered the kitchen, you removed your apron and started up the stairs. You jogged through the corridors, heading the opposite direction of your bedroom. You were going to the west wing. 

When you climbed the steps, you hesitated. There was a door there that loomed ahead like a dark tunnel. Once you entered, it would be difficult to return. And if you found out that Rami was the cause of the deaths of the royal family, what would you do? Go back on your word? Risk re-imprisoning your father?

You took a deep breath. You had to know. With a shaking hand, you reached for the door knob. It turned with a click, and then the door swung open with a creak. Then, you stepped into the west wing.

It was much like the rest of the castle. It just felt different because you knew you weren’t supposed to be there. You briefly worried that Rami might find you. You had not seen him yet today, and that usually meant he was up in his room somewhere. His room was within the west wing.

You stopped at the first door that appeared on the right. It was locked. You moved on to the room across the hall. It was open, although dark except for the sun peeking through the window. It faced the north though, so it was still dim.

It appeared to be a bedroom, but it wasn’t grand enough to belong to any of the family. You guessed that it served as a guest room for when other members of that class came to stay. That had evidently not occurred in many years.

Dust covered most of the furniture. There was a desk in the corner, so you decided that was the best place to start. Any records would be in there. You opened the top drawer and sifted through the leafs of paper, but nothing was promising. Until you got to the last one.

It was a letter. The addressee was a Lady Marietta, which you didn’t recognize, but clearly it had never been sent. It wasn’t sealed.

You picked up the letter. It was in beautiful, scrawling cursive that you were certain a woman had written. With one more glance around, you carefully lifted the envelope flap and tugged the parchment out. You unfolded the letter and began to read.

“Dear Marietta,” it began. “It is wonderful to hear from you! I’m glad to know you and your family are well. The king and I are so thrilled to hear of your pregnancy! Perhaps if it’s a girl, we can introduce her to Prince Rami…”

You stopped reading. Prince. Rami. Prince Rami. Your heart rate accelerated so quickly you felt you had just run a one hundred meter dash. Rami was the prince? How could it be? He was a beast!

You jumped when you heard a dull thud and a hiss of pain come from the window. A second voice followed shortly after. The only other person allowed in the west wing was Rami. If there were other people there, they were not the household staff. And they were not you. Thinking it might be some villagers sent by your father, you went to investigate.

Crouching low you slunk towards the noise. You hid behind an old dresser and peered around the edge. Two men were standing just inside the window, dressed in dark clothing and looking around as they brushed some dirt from their trousers.

“Do you really think there’s anything of value here?” one wondered.

“I dunno,” the second one said. “But the royal family lived here. There’s bound to be jewels and stuff somewhere.”

“Unless others got here first, “complained the first one. “It’s been almost thirteen years since the king and queen were killed.”

“Even their old clothes are worth something,” insisted the second. “Let’s just take a look around. It’s not like anybody’s here.”

Fear turned your stomach. Robbers! You had to warn Rami. You started to get to your feet, only you banged your head into the top drawer of the dresser, which was hanging open. The wood smacked together, and you bit back a squeak as a bump started to form on your scalp. Eyes watering and head throbbing, you stilled, hoping against hope that they had not heard you. Judging by their acute silence, they had.

“Who’s there?” called the second one. 

“Are you certain it’s a person?” questioned the first. “There’s rumors about this place being haunted.”

“Don’t be stupid,” said the second. “Those are just stories for children.”

You closed your mouth to quiet your breathing. You listened closely to the sound of their footsteps approaching. Your mind went wild with solutions. You could run, but they would catch you. You couldn’t fight two men all on your own. And you couldn’t exactly call for anyone since there was no guarantee that anybody was nearby. Just when you were going to make a break for it, a face appeared beside you. It was the second robber.

“Well, well, well,” he sneered. “What do we have here?”

You trembled as the other took his place in front of you. Their menacing laughter made you shrink back.

“R-Rami…” you began shakily. Then you screamed. “RAMI!”

Rami was in his bedroom, looking at a key in his paw. It was the key to the library. He was considering giving it to you since you told him about how much you loved books. That way, you could be more comfortable here. His only hesitation was that it felt like a betrayal to his mother. That was her safe haven as well, and he wanted to preserve it. He set the key down on his desk, deciding he would ask Mrs. Carson about it. 

Beside the key was the mirror the enchantress gave him all those years ago. It was his one window to the outside world. With it, he could see anyone he wanted, just by asking. For years, he tried to use it to find the enchantress herself, but it never worked. So it mostly collected dust. On a whim, he picked it up.

“Show me Y/N,” he said.

The glass began to glow, bright and blinding for a fleeting moment. Then, the picture took shape. You were walking through the west wing, and exploring a guest room that his mother had used as her study. 

He flared up, prepared to march down the stairs and scold you, but another movement caught his eye. You were not alone. Then, through the mirror and from the hall, he heard you cry out for him. He dropped the mirror onto the desk and hurtled out of the room.

He ran toward the guest room. When he was first transformed, he was alarmed by the speed he had, especially on all fours. He was also surprisingly agile, and now that he was used to this body, moving swiftly and securely was as natural to him as breathing. Only, he wasn’t going to bother being quiet now. 

One of the robbers took hold of your arm and you struggled against him. His grip was like iron, though, and as much as you tried to wrench away, he had a firm hold on you. He clapped a hand over your mouth to keep you from crying out again.

“Quiet, you!” he warned, while the partner flashed a knife. “Or we might silence you permanently!”

You screamed into his hand and wriggled some more, to no avail. Then, the door burst open and a ferocious roar rang out. It shook the dresser that was now beside you. The robber dropped your arm, but it was right as you pulled away, so you toppled over.

“W-what is that thing?” the first robber stammered.

“I don’t know, but we should be rid of it,” the second said firmly, snatching the knife from him and brandishing it.

Rami fearlessly bounded over with a threatening growl, and the men quickly realized the size of the animal they were challenging. Only, Rami was no animal. He grabbed the first one around the throat so quickly you might have missed it had you blinked. His grip was steady, but he could clearly still breathe.

“Don’t kill me!” the man begged.

Rami started to answer, but just as he opened his mouth, the second robber slashed his arm. Rami howled and dropped the first one, who scrambled away. Blood seeped into Rami’s fur. He  gathered himself and then rose up to his full height. With a fierce growl, he snatched up the man with the knife by his arm, forcing him to drop the weapon. It clattered to the floor and you grabbed it.

The first man saw that they were now without a weapon. He looked to his partner.

“I’m out of here,” he said, and he took off back through the window.

The second man was more persistent, struggling to get free, as you were doing just moments ago.  Then, Rami grabbed him around the neck and dragged him to the window. Then, he held the man up so they were face to face.

“Get. Out,” Rami warned with a growl. 

The man stopped struggling.

“O-okay,” he stuttered. “I-I will, just don’t kill me, please!”

“Tell no one what you saw here!” Rami insisted.

“I swear!” he returned. “I won’t tell anyone, just please let me go!”

Rami tossed him almost lazily out the window. He struggled to his feet and took off into the woods after his partner. You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. 

“Rami -”

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?” Rami bellowed, rounding on you.

You stepped back, nearly stumbling, but Rami caught you by the arm.

“This place is forbidden!” he continued. “These are my private things!”

You shook him off and planted your feet, becoming defensive. You narrowed your eyes at him.

“I only came here because I didn’t know where else to go!” you shouted back. “I needed answers!”

“Answers to what?!” he demanded.

“If I’m going to live my life here then I have a right to know who you are!” you cried. “I thought -” 

You stopped yourself. Knowing now that Rami was the prince, you didn’t want to tell him you had suspected him of killing the king and queen.

“What?” he pressed. “What did you think?”

You looked at the floor, ashamed. “I thought you were the reason the king and queen were dead. I was trying to find evidence of what happened to the prince.”

When he didn’t answer, you looked up. His shoulders sagged and he refused to meet your gaze.

“You can imagine how shocked I was to find out that you…” you trailed off. You didn’t need to say.

A beat of uncomfortable silence passed. You wanted him to say something - anything to answer for what had just happened. You stared at him, willing him to speak. But he didn’t.

“Rami,” you sighed. “You’re hurt. Let me help you with that cut.”

“It’s fine,” he snapped, recoiling from you.

“Don’t be a baby,” you said. “It could get infected.”

“I don’t need to -”

“I’m not giving you the option!”

He met your eyes and you glared at each other. He heaved a sigh.

“Fine,” he conceded.

“Come on,” you said, offering your hand.

He took it in his massive paw, and you led him out. He told you how to get to his bedroom. There, he flopped down into a chair. You, however, were distracted immediately by the rose floating in a case on a side table that was pushed into the back corner. It had a soft pink glow around it, but it was wilting. Several petals littered the table’s surface.

“What is that?” you asked, pointing.

“None of your business,” Rami replied harshly.

You frowned. “If you don’t start explaining, I’ll just get more curious, and then we’ll have more instances like today.”

“I’m beginning to think I relieved your father of a most annoying housemate,” he said.

“Oh!” you gasped. “That was so uncalled for!”

“Well, listen to you!” he returned. “Demanding answers at every turn, walking around people’s private rooms!”

“My father didn’t keep secrets from me!” you shot back. 

You glowered at each other for a moment before Rami caved once more.

“The rose...is a symbol of my curse,” he began.

“What curse?” you asked.

You knelt down beside the chair and started tending to the wound on his arm.

“When I was twelve, an enchantress came to the castle to collect a debt owed by my father…”

He told the whole story. The way she attacked the palace and killed his father. He and his mother’s escape attempt. And that he was paying the price the king owed. He did not tell you about the way to lift the curse.

“That’s ridiculous!” you cried, securing his bandage with a tug. “She punished a child for something his father did?! Who is this enchantress? I’m gonna give her a piece of my mind!”

You got to your feet, and started toward the door, only he grabbed your hand. You faced him. He eased you back to your place beside him.

“I admire your readiness, but it’s no use trying to find her,” he said. “I spent the first four years of my life as a beast searching. I tried using the mirror, but it showed me nothing. She just vanished.”

“It’s so unfair,” you said quietly. “Is there a way to break the curse?”

“There is,” he admitted. “But I won’t tell you.”

“Why not?” you wondered.

“It’s not something you can do for me,” he said. “I don’t want you to worry about it.”

That was true. The last thing Rami wanted was for you to feel any sort of pressure to lift the curse. If he was going to earn your love, it would not be out of pity or obligation.

“Are you sure there’s no way I can help?” you asked.

He almost smiled at the sweetness of your offer.

“I’m sure,” he told you. “You’ve done enough.”

He placed his paw atop your hand, which rested on his fresh bandage.

“Please,” you said, rolling your eyes. “It’s my fault you got this. I’m sorry, Rami. I shouldn’t have pried, but -”

“Don’t worry about it,” he said. “You’re right, if you’re going to live here and we’re to be companions, I can’t keep my life so secret.”

“Thank you,” you said. “For opening up. And for saving my life.”

“You’re welcome.”

You held his gaze. You suddenly realized why the eyes in the painting seemed so familiar. You had seen them before, only on the beast, and they were so bereft of their former joy that you had not seen the similarities. 

“I should have known you were the prince,” you said.

“You should?” he questioned.

You nodded. “You have the same eyes. They’re just...sadder now.”

“Yes…” he trailed off. “Sadder.” 

Another beat passed.

“Rami, I…” you hesitated. “Now that I know you better, I’d like it if we could be friends.”

He blinked. “Friends?”

You nodded. “Yeah. Is that alright?”

He did smile now, and his sharp teeth didn’t frighten you.

“I’d like that,” he said. 

“Good,” you replied. “And just so you know, friends give each other hugs after they share things like this.”

“Oh, come on,” he groaned.

“Hey, I don’t make the rules,” you joked.

He didn’t argue any further. So you stood up, leaned over the chair, and put your arms around his furry neck. You had never really gotten to feel his coat before. It was soft and wavy, and beautiful in its own way. You felt his powerful muscles relax beneath your touch.

“There,” you said with a little extra squeeze. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

“No,” he chuckled. “I suppose not.”

“Good,” you said. “Now, I’ve got to go and change for dinner. I’ll see you in a little bit?”

He nodded. “You will.”

“Alright then,” you said. 

You bid him farewell, and he listened to you cross the room and close the door behind you on your way out. Rami’s cheeks were burning, and it wasn’t from the fire in the hearth. Little did he know, you felt the warmth too.

Dinner went smoothly. It was a lighter conversation, which made both you and Rami relax. You even made him laugh. Twice. His laugh, though seemingly tainted by the rumble in his voice, was warm. It made you smile. He had clearly not laughed in years, because he seemed startled by the sound of it.

After the meal, Rami actually walked you up to your room. Anna was waiting for you, and her eyebrows shot up at the sight of you walking hand in hand with Rami. Or rather, hand in paw. She glanced quickly between you before lowering her eyes, but you saw a hint of a smile on her lips.

“Good evening, Y/N,” she greeted.

“Hi, Anna,” you replied. “You can go ahead in.”

Anna nodded and disappeared behind your door. You turned to Rami.

“I suppose this is goodnight,” you said. “Your highness.”

He shook his head. “No, just Rami for you.”

You shot him a questioning look.

“Because that’s what my friends call me,” he explained.

You beamed. “Well, then. Goodnight, Rami.”

“Goodnight, Y/N,” he replied. “I wanted to ask you if...um…”

“Yes?” you pressed.

“Would you join me tomorrow for my morning walk?” he asked. “Please.”

“I will,” you told him. 

“Good!” he said excitedly, before clearing his throat and becoming dignified again. “I’ll come for you at nine.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” you said.

“Goodnight,” he said. “Again.”

You giggled. “Goodnight, Rami.”

You stepped forward and hugged him again. You felt him stiffen before releasing his breath. It broke your heart that affection was so jarring to him. But you were glad you could show it to him.

With one final look at each other, you followed Anna into your room. You smiled once more at him before closing the door. Rami stood there, for once grateful for his face being covered in hair. You couldn’t see the blush he was feeling.

Anna raised an eyebrow at you as you turned around.

“Not a word,” you jokingly warned.

She giggled. You joined her. Then, she helped you change for bed. Your head hit the pillow, and you drifted off, dreaming of warm paws and glowing roses.

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Through His Eyes - Part Two

Summary: Losing your sight after your accident was traumatic, and Jaebum’s guilt of knowing it should have been him instead creates an intricate bond between you both, as you overcome adversity and try to find your way in life again.

Genre: angst / romance

Characters: Im Jaebum x female reader

A/N: This story is emotional and raw compared to some of the content on my blog. It is in no way an attempt to glamourise or undervalue the lives of those who suffer from something similar. This story is purely fictional.

Through His Eyes will be posted every Tuesday at 10am NZST.

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“Okay just one more step, sweetheart.”

You fumbled to lift your foot up, realising when you put it down that you had lifted it too high. It thumped down onto the step and you hoisted yourself up, swaying to the right a little. You felt the ever protective hands of your Mum hovering around you and groaned inwardly, having pounded up these exact stairs countless of times unassisted.

It was amazing just how difficult something so mundane could be when you have no clear vision.

“Let me just open the door.” You listened for the code to beep, paying more attention to the different sounds each button made. It made the entry unlock sound and you heard your mother open the door, waiting for the all clear to move. You had learned very quickly when you started walking again, that unless someone told you to move, to remain perfectly still otherwise. It was safer that way. You felt her hand guide your elbow and you stepped forward, hitting something in your path.

“What’s that?”

“It’s your house slippers. Take off your shoes now.” Doing as instructed, you then waited again. “Don’t forget the step up into the house. I’m getting a ramp installed next week.”

“That won’t be needed, how hard will it be?” you mentioned, moving forward again and catching your toes on the exact step you were trying to salvage from change. You stumbled and your Mum lurch forward to offer you some stability. “Ugh!”

“It will take some adjusting, but you’re going to know the layout so well soon that you won’t even need to worry!”

“Glad someone is optimistic.”

“Y/N, it’s going to be okay.”

You turned your head towards her voice, longing to see her properly instead of the constant indistinctness. You were getting used to imagining everyone you made contact with since the accident, though some details seemed to be disappearing. The one face you didn’t want to forget was your mother’s. You wished for some way to imprint it firmly into your brain. At the same time, she was becoming the one person you didn’t want to be around. Her ability to remain positive as your world continued to be blurry was enough to irk you into irrational moods daily.

You now tried to decipher where you were within your home. “Where’s my bedroom. Don’t take me there, just tell me which direction.”

“Aren’t you hungry?”

“I just want to lay down, Mum. Left?”

“If you move to your left, there are some markings on the wall that go all the way to your room. When you learn Brail-”

“Thanks, let’s talk later, okay?” You hurried towards the left, banging a little hard into the wall. Your hands felt for what she had mentioned, the unusual bumps running across the wall as you moved along. You could hear soft footsteps behind you and tried to focus on what you were doing instead, finding the door already open as the wall turned a corner. You could smell the faint scent of your strawberry perfume, and your thoughts went back to the moment you were spritzing it onto your summer dress the morning of your exclusive pass.

Blinking back the tears and the accident that rapidly flashed into your mind again, you rushed forward until you connected with the bedding. Scrambling onto the bed, you burrowed yourself under the blankets, not responding to any comments your Mum had begun to say. Eventually, you heard the click of the door and you clung to the blankets further, tears running down your cheeks.

It was too hard to live in this lonely blank world.

You stirred as you felt the sun shining through the curtains and rolled over, wondering how bright it would be today. Opening your eyelids, you tried to stare in the direction of your windows, only feeling a lighter change within the greyscale blur you saw. Your mood immediately darkened and you laid there staring up, wondering how your day would be.

For the past three weeks, you had been busy with daily lessons of your new language, attempting to understand the alien bump sequence that your condition now made you rely on. You were also growing accustomed to finding your way around the apartment without smacking into something every five minutes like in the beginning. If you could get through the day without colliding into more than three things, then you classed it successful.

Things seemed to be falling back into some routine, though it wasn’t the kind you wanted. You missed hanging out with your friends on campus, studying painting and sculpture, and enjoying your twenties. You felt robbed of any real chances of a steady future, knowing you would have to co-depend on at least one person for the rest of your life. It was currently impossible to be positive as you were usually known to be.

It was growing hard to even remember who you were before.

“Y/N, I’m just heading out to get some groceries, will you be okay for an hour? Do you want me to call Mrs Shin to come up and stay with you?”

You glanced towards the direction of your door, hearing your Mother’s footsteps growing louder. She had a dainty style of walking, something you hadn’t noticed until now. Losing your sight had definitely fine-tuned your hearing skills. She stopped moving and you took it as your time to turn your head to stare up at the ceiling. “I’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure? I could-”

“I’ll just lay here; there will be no need for her to come in.”

“Well you have your phone beside you so if you need me, you know how to contact me. I love you.”

You nodded, your emotions rising with how selfless she could be. You cursed your irritable nature of late and made a promise to be more forthcoming towards all the work she was putting in.

Her steps retreated out into the living space, no doubt dashing about looking for her belongings before heading to the front door. You heard it open and then close, locking with a beep. The apartment was still alive, your ears growing accustomed to hearing the clock ticking on the wall near the television, and the hum of the refrigerator was somewhat comforting. You noticed there was a dripping sound adding to this symphony of sounds and frowned, wondering where it was located. Now that you could hear it, you were only able to focus on that, the sound overpowering everything else.

It quickly became irritating.

“Okay, let’s find you,” you said aloud, swinging your legs over the side of your bed and then getting to your feet. Once your balance was even, you moved forward slowly, going towards the door and feeling relief at the now familiar raised bumps on the wall. You ran your hand all the way until you knew you were in the living room and stopped, listening out for the sound again. It was coming from the kitchen and you eased yourself around the dining table that you knew was in your direct path, now shifting towards the tiled area of the house. The noise grew louder, and you tapped about, trying to find the counter. Your hand grazed over something and you tried to grab onto it to decipher what it was.

“Parcel delivery!”

You whipped around in fright, throwing your balance off as you did so, and hearing the smash of whatever you had been attempting to grasp. It sounded like glass and you groaned, moving forward again and crying out in pain when you stepped on something sharp. Your balance became uneasy and you grabbed onto the refrigerator, unsure of what to do.

A buzzing sound came from the door and the man repeated his delivery call, but you didn’t respond, feeling paralysed. You began to cry, wishing your mother were here to help you decide on what to do next.

It felt like an eternity until you heard the front door code being punched into the door, and steps entering the house. You were still standing on one foot holding the refrigerator, and began to shake with the intense relief washing over you knowing that someone was coming to help.

“I got everything we needed and even something more, Y/N!” You heard more steps and tried to call out, but your voice wouldn’t work due to all your tears. “A certain person is here to see you. Someone we were talking about yesterday actu-”

“Mum!” you finally called and the sudden noise from all the movement around you was deafening. Arms went around you quickly right as your legs began to give way, feeling drained completely and you fell limp within the grip. You frowned slightly, trying to decipher who was holding you. It wasn’t your mother.

“Y/N, what happened?!” There was panic within his voice and you struggled to move upright against him. His hands only gripped you tighter and carried you over to the sofa, the man lowering you down gently before taking a seat. You were hyperaware of yourself in the most ridiculous ways.

It was true you had discussed allowing Jaebum to visit finally. He had been calling a few times a week to check in with how you were, and at first, you were uncomfortable with even speaking to him. Now, Jaebum became the person you enjoyed most conversing with during your day. He would share the news of his work with you, and in return, you would tell him of your learning of Braille. It was becoming important to check in with each other regularly and you felt relaxed when doing so. He was the one person who seemed to understand how different life felt these days.

However, you had hoped that when he came over that you would be dressed and presentable, for one. You didn’t know what was frightening you more, the fact that you were bleeding and had no way to fix it yourself, or that Im Jaebum had just carried you around in your pyjamas.

And you hadn’t even showered yet.

“You told me you would stay in bed,” Mum scolded firmly, the panic subsiding in her frantic movements around the house. You could smell the first aid kit that she placed down. “Why did you get up? Jaebum, can you hold her foot up so I can treat it?”

“Sure.” Your leg suddenly moved gently and you cried on the inside, utter embarrassment eating away at you. You then winced dramatically at the tugging your foot felt. Jaebum patted your lower leg gently. “You need to stay still Y/N, you have glass stuck in your foot.”

“Why did you get up?” your Mum repeated and you sighed, giving in to the whole situation in defeat.

“I heard a tap dripping.”

“Is that it?” she sighed, her gentle treatment beginning again on your injury.

“It was really loud with the house being quiet so I came out to turn it off properly. And I was almost there until a delivery arrived and gave me a complete fright.”

“I told the lobby to collect our deliveries from now on for us,” Mum grumbled as she cleaned your foot with an alcohol rub.

“Ouch!”

“Well, you would wander around with no slippers on. They were right beside your bed.”

“It’s not like I could see them,” you reminded through gritted teeth, annoyed at how something so simple at lining up with your slippers each day could prove a challenge depending on where you got out of your bed.

“All the same, you made it to the kitchen in one piece,” Jaebum injected into the conversation and you turned to his voice, not knowing how to respond. “That’s good isn’t it?”

“Except now she’s hurt.” Mum disapproved and began to wrap up your foot. “There. Now stay here, I’ll get your slippers so you can keep your foot safe.”

As she moved away from you both, Jaebum took a deep breath. He nudged you gently and you flinched before smiling meekly in his direction. “Is she like this with you every day?”

“Well, I did just hurt myself.”

“But you got up,” he stated, and you could tell there was some sense of joy in his tone. “You did something more than usual, Y/N. Aren’t you glad?”

You thought about his words for a moment, your smile growing wider as you nodded. You had done something more than ordinary. Even if it had ended badly, you had still tried.

And that’s all that mattered right now.

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Ironed Heart Ch. 1: Burden

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           After training with Dr. Strange and the accident that happened Rhodey was forced to go home immediately. Although he still doesn’t understand why it was so important that Tony Stark needed to know. Rhodey thought he was doing fairly well with the mystic arts, learning them quickly for a fourteen year old. The last four years he had also learned sadly that his father wasn’t much of a father, and therefore spent most of his time with Dr. Strange, who actually showed some interest in his future. Rhodey knew asking Strange about his mother was never a straight answer, but the face he saw on his master during the incident told him whatever happened that day, Rhodey should not have seen that place. Although, he always respected Strange, Rhodey dare not tell him that he has been having dreams of that place since he was a child… and some nightmares. He constantly thought that he heard a woman’s voice calling out to him when he stood on that mountain, but could never make out the exact location. Sometimes it came from the floating island, the other times down below on the frozen throne. Either location it seems like she is in great pain or sadness. Rhodey had hoped he could have seen her and to help her, if he could actually go there in person, but to his own sadness he could not. He didn’t know why he felt comfort on the mountain, and why so angry when Strange forced him to leave, but maybe this confrontation with his father could shed some light to his confusion, or just add to the increasing hatred inside his heart.

           Strange was still in the training room with Tony. Rhodey sat on the stairs peaking his head under the ceiling trying to listen in.

“You need to talk to the boy Stark. His powers have been increasing. Not just for mysticism, but for illusions. He has been making copies of himself in his sleep, and making illusions of food at the dining table. He thinks I won’t notice it. But, he seems happier with making these illusions then my own magic.”

“Magic is your department isn’t Strange.” Stark said focusing on holographic projections of the Avengers training at their base. “This is mine.”

“Damn it Stark. You’ve been overworking yourself ever since she past. Have you been using the armor suit almost every day? Are you trying to give yourself another heart attack? She wouldn’t want this for you”

Tony’s eyes adverted from the screen for a second to stare at Dr. Strange.

“How dare you. You think you would know what she would have wanted? You only had you’re interests in her for a possible threat to the so called magical world. Nobody gave her a chance. You need to leave… Now Strange! I am sure Rhodey can handle whatever it is he is going through on his own.”

“Tony… He is not only just YOUR son. Remember that when he starts asking questions about who he truly is.”

‘Get out Strange. I have other matters to attend to. Like training the Avengers for the next world threat. Not Rhodey’s personal issues.”

“Am I that much of a burden to him? I am never even around to bother him.” Rhodey couldn’t wait anymore. Anger started to boil inside him. He saw Dr. Strange vanish out of the room, and his father continued to work on his project. Rhodey stomped down the stairs. He is tired of being afraid to confront him.

           “Father why did Dr. Strange ask about your heart? Have you given yourself a heart attack previously? Is the armor suite doing this to you?”

Rhodey was not surprised to find his father not even looking at him when he was questioned.

           “You were eves dropping on us Rhodey? You know what we said about you being down here. You shouldn’t see the Avengers in training. It’s supposed to be in secrete.”

           “Says you. Why don’t you ever want me to see them?  And for that matter I never see you really meet with them either. All you do is sit down here in your suit watching the projections. Are you even a part of their team anymore?”

           “Rhodey, it’s time for you to go back upstairs.” Tony said still not looking at his son.

           “No! Father I wish to speak with you, about anything. I don’t care what. We don’t say anything to each other. Don’t you want to know about the incident in training today?”

           “I already know. As you can see I am not interested. The incident was cleared. Dr. Strange did his job.”

           “Did his job? What do you mean by that? Oh wait protecting possible threats against the magical world you don’t believe in? Am I a threat to you father?  Lately Dr. Strange has been more of a father for me than you ever have!”

           For the first time in a few months, his father turned to him and stared down. Rhodey thought he felt fire burning his skin with the intensity he saw in his father eyes

           “Listen to me very carefully Rhodey.”

Tony said in a very quiet voice, but hovered in closer above him.

“I want you to go back upstairs, forgetting you ever saw or heard this conversation. I’ll give you the count to ten to do as I say. I don’t care if you stay here for the night or go back to Steven Strange’s house. But, just leave this floor.”

           Rhodey stared back at his father not looking down, but tears burned the corner of his eyes. Rhodey slammed the glass doors and stomped up the stairs. His father never shown any interest in what he did. It seemed like at one point he cared at least a little, but that was before he started finding out he could cast illusion spells. After that, Tony has always turned him away and Rhodey had been on his own since.  His sister Maria was still living here. For some reason she is still trying to please their father by building her own amazing inventions.

           “Maria are you in there?” Rhodey went to the west wing of Stark Tower, where his sister built out her own room for the fun of it. Rhodey always rolled his eyes when she said building her own room was more fun than already having one made for you.

           “Crap crap crap. Hit the deck Rhodey!”

           “What are you talking about?”

           “I mean take cover idiot!”

           At that instant Maria’s door flew open with her tackling Rhodey over the nearby marble bar with an eruption of flames chasing her and an explosion that shattered the floor they were on. Their father was in a sound proof basement a flight below.

           “See what you made me do dummy. You know I can’t have any distractions.”

           “Why were you working on a bomb in your room anyway!” Rhodey said while dusting his garments off, even more bewildered than he has been today.

           “It wasn’t a bomb I was currently working on. I finished that already that today duh!”

           “That doesn’t answer the question Maria.”

           “None of your business worm. And just for the record let me re iterate what you said. You mentioned why a bomb went off in your room. Acting like the bomb was broken and should not have gone off. Correction. The bomb worked just fine, why? Because I built it. The bomb did what it was supposed to. For the reason is on a need to know, and you are not on the need to know part just yet, my sad story for a brother who doesn’t understand science.”

           Maria said this while grabbing a non-opened red wine bottle at the bar they were at. She opened it and took a sip. Both of them stood there behind the bar looking at the room that was covered in ashes.

           “Looks like someone just got a new project to do!” Maria said with a huge grin on her face.

“Don’t tell me you just blew up the floor to remodel it. Did you?”

Maria didn’t say anything in response to that and just took another drink from the bottle.

“Oh wait how rude am I, would you like some Rhodey?” handing the bottle over to him. Rhodey starred at it and shrugged.

“Why the hell not after today.”

“Oooo big words coming from the boy scout in training. Your hero Dr. Strange can never do anything wrong!” Maria said batting her eyes at her brother.

“Would you like to talk about it?”

“You wouldn’t be interested in the topic.”

           “Negativity about the great Doctor? Of course I am. What’s up pouty butt?”

           Rhodey told her everything that happened today, including the dreams he has been having and how he confronted their father today. It was to no surprise to Maria that Rhodey hated their father, but Rhodey’s anger has been getting worse towards him. Causing difficult to concentrate on spell work with Strange and in life in general. Rhodey said it was one of the reasons he was so proud when he could learn the teleport spell today. He could go anywhere and be free from here within seconds. It came so natural to him to go to that place, but all he got in return was hatred from two people that were supposed to care for him. It was weird talking with his sister for this long. They rarely ever speak with each other. There in completely different worlds from each other.

           “Rhodey. You think our mother is Asgardian? You were able to teleport there without seeing it?”

           “It’s hard to explain. From a sorcerers perspective by all counts I shouldn’t have been able to even teleport to where I was without having some type of knowledge regarding in physical location of that place. But, I see the island in my dreams all the time, but I don’t stay there long.”

           “You go to the frozen throne don’t you Rhodey?”

Rhodey looks his sister in confusion.

“How did you know?

           His sister looks away, and takes another sip of wine. Rhodey has always seen his sister drink wine like this. For some reason alcohol doesn’t affect them the same as it does for everyone else. He always assumed it was because of their father being an alcoholic. But, now could it be because of something else? Rhodey thought he saw a tear going down his sister’s cheek, but his sister never shows emotion unless she’s blowing something up.

           “Im glad that you have these dreams Rhodey.” Maria said not looking at him.

           “Wait. You are? Why? Is it because you can make fun of me about me being a freak?”

           “No Rhodey.” She said taking another sip of wine, and rubbing her face with her sleeve.

           “Because, I do as well.”

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20 Questions with Dr Ferox #23

Whelp, time for another blast of 20 questions and comments from the inbox. If you were brave enough to use your username I’ve tried to tag you (Thanks Tumblr) but if you were on anon, you’ll have to look yourself.

Would you folks be interested in me answering these sort of short questions in a video instead? Let me know in the replies. Now here we go!

Anonymous said: do u play mobile games on your phone, like animal crossing pocket camp? :O

No, should I? I haven't heard much about it.

@trisaratops45 said: Dr. Ferox, First off I just started following your blog and love it! I'm stuck using mobile so I can't see your faq information. I was just wondering if the clinic you work at sees any exotic or pocket pets? Of so what is your favorite to see and treat? Thank you!

Welcome! We don't see a huge amount of exotics at my clinic, we're not well set up for them, but ferrets are probably my favorites.

Anonymous said: do you follow any medblr blogs? and if you do, are you ever like 'thank goodness i don't have to deal with that' or 'man i wish it was that easy'? question tax: what is your favorite depiction of dragons from fantasy media

I actually had to go check which blogs I was following. No active medblr blogs in the list anyway. I often see real clients, in the flesh, and think 'Im glad i don't have to deal with that', especially when they describe to me their own gross medical problems as though I want to know exactly what's coming out of their orifices. All dragons are good dragons. I don't think i could pick a favorite.

@the-noble-banana said: What style of nail clippers are best for trimming a cat's claws?

Whatever you're comfortable with. I like these ones

Anonymous said: Do dogs get acne? Is that a thing? Just curious! Question tax: if you could shoot something out of your finger, what would it be?

They can get comedones with certain hormonal conditions (black heads) and can get pimple-like lesions with skin infections. I would shoot icy cold water out of my fingers. Great for hot days, and for stupid faces.

Anonymous said: Do you typically bandage and cover amputations? At the vet I worked at (I was only kennel so everything I saw was in passing) every animal who had limb amputation left after a day or two with the incision fully bandaged. My dog had her hind leg amputated and the vet (different one) had her in and out in under three hours and sent her home unbandage. Just out of curiosity is it case by case that you decide to bandage? Gave my mom a little heart attack seeing her all bloody and swollen

We might but a light dressing over them, but in an amputation of anything more than a toe there's often not much to bandage. Limb amputations are typically very high up the limb in dogs and cats and it's hard to bandage something in that position. Also, sometimes dogs eat the dressing.

@crimsonrose95 said: I'm not vet med, but I am into chemistry and physical sciences and the ask talking about chemistry being inconsistent is so weird a thought to me. Biology is way less consistent than chemistry like chemistry is mostly math with elements and compounds while biology is mostly names. It's just really interesting how most people start to think a science they don't like and have trouble in is just the science being completely inconsistent to them. Me included.

I get what you mean. Chemistry has a fairly distinct set of rules, even if they're rules you've not encountered outide of chemistry before. I was never a fan of physics, but it is consistent. Biology likes to bend rules. Life finds a way.

Anonymous said: Why does my cat yell when I try to use the bathroom alone? Question tax: what's your favorite thing about Australia?

Possibly he thinks you need moral support? Or that there's demons in there. My favorite thing about Australia is our universal healthcare system and gun control.

@foxtrottarts said: How common is dewclaw removal in dogs, and what are the benefits/downsides?

Hind dewclaw removal is relatively common at the time of deseing, if they're the sort that flop all over the place and lack a boney attachment. Front dewclaws are usually left, unless removed for a medical reason. I've written about it before here. https://drferox.tumblr.com/search/dewclaw

Anonymous said: Can a dog still have the MDR1 gene if they have never reacted to those drugs in the past (lets says a dog that has regular flea prevention of selemectin)

If the dog has only had a popular flea product containing selamectin but has never had ivermectin, yes they could still have it. MDR1 dogs typically don't react to that product, nor do they react to the annual heartworm injection.

Anonymous said: Hello, I had a question as google only takes me but so far, and the results were iffy at best since it's difficult to locate a vet or someone in a position who would know the answer. How much of a danger is animal or human saliva to pet birds? Some people say kissing the bird, or having another pet such as a dog lick/groom them is an issue, but I'm just lost on if any is true, and would love to find the answer. Thanks a ton in advance since it's all pretty confusing.

It is a potential issue. Carnivore saliva contains many bacterial species that can be devastating to birds or other mammals even through relatively small abrasions. Carnivores should not be permitted to interact with prey species and birds. Cats are especially risky because they're so pointy and because they effectively coat themselves in saliva when grooming. You can find some more information here.

Anonymous said: Hi Dr. Ferox, we recently had to put our cat down due to health issues. We're pretty sure he had FIP as the last week of his life he had every symptom but one. A website we saw said the virus can live in the environment for weeks afterwards and I was wondering if you knew any sort of approximate time. We aren't ready for another cat yet but occasionally foster a kitten and don't want to bring one into the house and have it get sick

I typically reccomnd 4 months, and replacing bedding, litter trays and food dishes. While you are probably fine with 3 months, given the incurable and devestating nature of FIP (Feline Infection Peritonitis) I prefer to err on the side of caution.

@kumoi-no-hikari said: I got a couple rats a few months ago and the lady I bought them from mentioned that most vets don't know much about rats and will probably do more harm than good unless the situation is extreme. Is that true? They haven't had any issues, but I'm worried about traumatizing them or wasting money if they ever have a problem.

Some vets will certainly be better equiped or more interested in treating rats than others, but you'll only know if you call around and ask them. If they're not keen on seeing rats, they might know somebody who is. I think saying 'most vets don't know X' is unfair when you look at the diversity of vets in the world. Call around, plan for the worst ahead of time.

Anonymous said: Do you know how taxidermy works? I plan this route for my cat when she's passes, do I have to contact them before the body stiffens or position her first?

No idea. But I would contact them well in advance incase they have waiting lists or something. But I would think very carefully about whether taxidermy of a pet is something you definitely want.

Anonymous said: Hey there! What’s your favorite brand of stethoscope?

The Littman is what I use and have been very happy with my Classic II.

Anonymous said:Our poodle mix loved grabbing a mouthful of food then running to the living room to eat it - not necessarily to be near us, he just would eat over carpet. Sometimes we'd rearrange the living room so it wasn't a direct shot from the dining room and he'd still run around the furniture to eat there. He also once pooped one piece on each stair when we were gone all day for some unfathomable reason.

There is so much that could be going on there, but since you didn't seem to ask a question I'm not sure what you'd like me to say.

Anonymous said: On the topic if dog eating things they shouldn't. A shitzu swallowed the end of a large chew bone whole and when she puked It up it was about the size of my fist.

Little dogs often seem to overestimate what they can safely eat. Westies seem to be the worst for this though, and are a common breed to see for stuff getting stuck in their oesophagus.

Anonymous said: About people thinking vets are scammers, my family was so bad with this when I was a child. I remember I had a sick kitten, I was around 8, it had some lung issues and I begged and cried to vet it and my dad said "pray really really really hard to God every hour, and maybe he'll bring a miracle!" and the cat died the next day :( I get so LIVID when people refuse taking their pets to vets for stuff that cannot wait. Makes me wanna slap those people senseless!

Your Dad sounds like a lazy asshole and a cheapskate. Even if god existed, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't appreciate being dialed up for a miracle like a pizza delivery.

Anonymous said: i just wanted to tell you that i recently adopted an older orange tabby cat (dsh) and he is large. like not just fat (which we are working on), but unusually tall and long. like. maine coon size. he has so far used his size to swipe bacon off a kitchen counter and remain an effective roadblock. he's very calm and sweet, i love my big fat baby.

Congratulations on your new addition! I'm sure your big orange boy loves you back too.

@mise-en--place said: Thought you might appreciate this. We got records on a cat today and on a previous visit they stated; "BCS 5/9. Cat appears to be about 7lbs through the gloves and towel." We got a good laugh, cat was actually quite calm for her visit.

I received a history for my old cat Dippa who had once very badly bitten this other vet that only said "Appears healthy in cage. Vaccinated in cage. Dr Ferox is welcome to come and perform a dental on her own cat any time she likes." I took that to mean "I'm not touching this hellbeast. You deal with her."

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Sneaking Touch

( @cheshire0824 owns Alejandro, Rosie, and Lilia Salazar. Based on a rp we did over IM)

First few months of her imprisonment, Eliza studied every detail of the mansion, and its inhabitants. Routines, mannerisms. Trying to dig up a weak point to exploit in order to secure an escape; hopefully get all of the other servants out as well. She mopped the kitchen floor, passing by one of the brothers; Alejandro.

He was the youngest of the Salazar siblings, and the sneakiest. On more than one occasion, Eliza had walked past him and felt a pinch or slap to her rear. Had a human man done that to her, she would have kicked them in the face. But inflicting any sort of damage on a vampire without silver, was maddeningly difficult. Not to mention kicking Armando’s brother in the face would not earn her any points.

Alejandro watched her as she moved about with purpose, smelling her unease around him. Despite her scars, foul attitude, and odd ways, Eliza was quite pretty. He closed the distance between them, coming up behind her and lightly resting his hands on her waist. She immediately stopped mopping; turning her head slowly to stare into his eyes over her shoulder.

A moment of silence ticked by. Eliza’s brown eyes drilled Alejandro’s yellow and he felt himself smile. She was softer than he had expected....oh what fun he and Lilia could have with her...

“You’re quite nice looking, chica....anyone ever told you that?”

Eliza didn’t move, just kept staring.

“If someone says I look nice, it’s usually around dinner time.”

“Please forgive mi familia. Especially Mandy. He can be a bit, eh, intense.”

She became rigid.

“You could say that again.”

Alejandro traced his finger along the back of her bodice, playing with the lace.

“Would you like to get a quiet evening away from Capitan Happy? My wife would like to see you, our little Rosie loves you so. Nothing but a decent chat and some tea. We’d be glad to know more about you.”

Eliza kept watching him. It was most likely a mistake, but the prospect of avoiding Armando for an entire night, and seeing Rosie, clouded her judgement.

“You will not be harmed. Simply a pleasant chat for a while. I do not agree with the way the others have gone about handling you. Have a nice stay with some kinder company, por favor.”

“Alright....I think I can stay with you and see Rosie for a bit.” she just wanted some peace for one evening.

“Excellent! It would be best of you arrive at 8pm, that’s usually when chores are finished, and Mando starts to settle down.”

Eliza nodded, noting the hands that moved down to her ass for a moment before Alejandro departed the room. If anything went too weird, she could just leave and say she had forgotten to do something.

The day had been hectic, but Eliza had managed to do everything that was required, grabbing a a few snacks from the kitchen before heading up the stairs  for Alejandro’s area of the mansion. She knocked softly, and a moment later, the door opened.

“Grande Liza!” Rosie squealed happily, being held by Lilia. Eliza broke into a smile upon seeing the child.

“Hey there sweetie, what’s been up?”

Her mother beamed. “She’s been doing quite well! And it’s so lovely to see you here, miss Liza....do come in.”

Eliza entered the vast room, attention focused on the furniture and decor, along with Rosie. The door was shut behind her, and Alejandro appeared close by, putting an arm around her.

“Arrived just in time! We’re putting Rosie to bed...”

Lilia and the toddler disappeared into another room, and Eliza was escorted to a small couch, Alejandro sitting down beside her. Soon, Lilia joined them, taking a place on the other side of Eliza. The shifter felt immediately uncomfortable.

“Mando says many things about you, but he is correct about one!” Alejandro had his head titled to the side. Eliza blinked.

“What would that be?”

He leaned in and kissed her forehead.

“Your gullibility.”

She shot up to her feet. “You know I really shouldn’t be here, I have something I forgot to do, chore needs-”

“-to be taken care of by another servant.” Lilia interjected, tugging on her arm.

Eliza took a big step towards the door, but the vampires protested.

“Stay with us, por favor!” they both stood, and Eliza found herself sandwiched between the deadly couple.

“I-I really shouldn’t be here, shouldn’t have come-”

Alejandro began to undo the lace on her top, pulling away an irritating piece of fabric, and kissing Eliza all along her shoulder as Lilia worked the other side.

“Shhh....relax and give in.....” Alejandro peppered the sentence with Persuasion, lulling the bruja with his voice.  “We will not harm you...give in...”

Eliza fell into a haze, her instincts unable to clear it as the vampire’s magic pulled her deeper. A knock came to the door, and it swung open; the couple growling at the rude interruption.

“Alejandro have you seen-”

Armando walked in, and froze at the sight. The bruja, down to her knickers, and his brother and sister in law all smothering her with kisses; hands traveling to many places. He blinked and then immediately turned around.

“Never mind....carry on...” he silently fumed. Of course they had to...how could he have expected anything different? Most new servants eventually found their way into Alejandro’s and Lilia’s bed anyways. Still maddening as hell though...

Alejandro stuck his tongue out in the direction Mando had just left in.

“Where were we? Ah, si!” he picked Eliza up and placed her on the bed as he and his wife finished stripping to their undergarments. Their lovely little guest was looking around the room absent minded and calm. She had such a fiery rebellious streak, it was strange to witness her so passive from their magic. Not unwelcome though. They crawled onto the bed, Alejandro straddling her while Lilia snuggled into her side, caressing the scars dotting Eliza’s arms and neck.

He gazed into her eyes, lust and playfulness radiating from him. That’s when he noticed fear. Eliza was suddenly fully aware of the situation. Her pulse began to race, and she started to squirm; panicking. 

“G-g-get off me! Get off me! GET OFF-”

Alejandro shrieked in pain and shock as he felt dozens of barbed quills pierce his crotch. Lilia gasped, yelping as a few went into her face, one finding it’s way into her eye. The vampires jumped off the bed, Alejandro falling to the floor and rolling in agony as Lilia staggered about, hissing as she pulled the quill lodged in her eye.

Eliza scrambled to the door, rushing down the hallway and locking herself in a washroom. She remained there the entire night, refusing to come out until morning. But the punishment she expected to receive, never came. Mando in fact smiled in a rather friendly manner the following day. Alejandro did not come to breakfast until much later, walking in a funny way and sitting down with difficulty. 

Rosie ran up to the shifter, hugging her leg. “Buenos Dias Grande Liza!”

Eliza patted the child’s back smiling. “Good morning to you too, hope you slept well.”

“I did! Papi was making strange noises though.”

[fly-pow-bye]

DuckTales 2017 - “The Great Dime Chase!”

Story by: Francisco Angones, Madison Bateman, Colleen Evanson, Christian Magalhaes, Bob Snow, Matt Youngberg

Written by: Madison Bateman

Storyboards by: David Baker, Matthew Humphreys, Tanner Johnson

Directed by: John Aoshima

Worth far more than 10 cents.

One of the big changes DuckTales 2017 is the way they handled the nephew's personalities, and as such, we're going to see more episodes that show them. Woo-oo focused on Dewey, this episode focuses on Louie, and Huey's time in the spotlight will come later. Like the last episode, there's two setups.

Louie is enjoying his new life at McDuck Manor...a little too much, in fact. He adopted a "who cares, we're rich!" attitude, wasting soda, throwing away his phone when it just needs to be charged, and he doesn't even want to reach for the remote when he doesn't like what's on TV. Scrooge McDuck is not too pleased by this, and wants to teach Louie a lesson in the value of working hard.

Meanwhile, we get Dewey doing a continuation of the last minute reveal of “Woo-oo!” Just a reminder: I may not spoil the last minute reveals, but I have to talk about their aftermath, so if you haven't watched the one-hour special yet...why haven't you?

The B plot focuses on Dewey trying to find more information about his missing mother, Della Duck, after finding out she was involved with Scrooge McDuck's adventures. Uncle Donald won't tell him anything, and he only has one photo. Even Webby, who has encyclopedic knowledge of the McDucks, is just as in the dark. Her only file on Della only consists of that aforementioned photo, and anyone who seems to bring her up tends to get silenced. They decide to investigate.

Of the two setups, it's clear which one is more interesting. Della Duck is going to be the main mystery throughout the entire series, and it's something that never really came up in the original. One might be thinking that the title is a bit of a reverse bait and switch, as the more interesting plot has nothing to do with the Number One Dime that is being chased after. With the rest of the episode, I'd say it's a bonus.

After a shortened theme song, which, surprisingly for a show nowadays, is not going to be the norm, Scrooge McDuck takes Louie. Dewey and Webby were allowed to tag along, who immediately tell Scrooge they have to use the restroom. Scrooge...doesn't even reply, and they just run off.

Meanwhile, Huey...doesn't exist in this episode. No, seriously, they don't even mention him. It's better than forcing him in, turning him into one of the other ducks, even if that would be far more fitting than a certain other trio.

Of course, they're not going to the bathroom, they're going to Scrooge McDuck's archives, guarded by the librarian, Miss Quackfaster. The very first thing she says is to tell Webby that only Scrooge McDuck and family can come in. Her emotions instantly change once she sees the nephew.

This episode re-establishes that Webby loves to get every single detail about the McDuck family, as she gets excited about books about Scrooge McDuck's favorite smells. Fresh cookies, for the record. Nothing wacky. As for Dewey, his is going to be very difficult, as Miss Quackfaster has to put him through some unclear trials. You'll never know what comes up next with her.

Webby is sure that Dewey will be able to pass the trials, though. Why shouldn't he, he should be the master of the Dewey Decimal System! They really did that joke.

Back at Scrooge's office, Louie gets a tour, including a big painting of Scrooge and some workers, the Number One Dime, and, of course, the famous moneybin! We even get a joke about how swimming in a pool of hard, solid things is generally not a good idea, with Scrooge saving Louie from learning that the hard way. Twice.

He gets dragged into a meeting with the McDuck Enterprises Board, the vulture capitalists that also happen to be vultures. Scrooge gives Louie the explanation that, since they tend to be cheaper than him, he trusts them more than anything. He then immediately disagrees with them when they suggest that the moneybin isn't a great use of assets. These vultures are going to be villains eventually, I bet.

We get this reboot’s version of Gyro Gearloose, the inventor. Right from his first line, this is not the Gyro from the original cartoon. I actually reblogged an explanation from Francisco Angones a few days ago, which is a good read.

Gyro: Shut up, everyone! I've done something brilliant!

Yeah, he's more of a hothead in this one. Scrooge McDuck even forces him to use cards to pitch his latest invention: Little Bulb. Like Little Helper from the original series and comics, he's a tiny bulb robot that, among other things, allows people the joy of not having to do anything by themselves. Louie is excited at the prospect, but the vultures bring up his general problem: his robots tend to become sentient and evil. While he admits that's at least half-true, he tells his robot not to do so.

He's going to become sentient and evil, isn't he? His invention gets denied, and in the midst of everything, Louie sneaks away to get a soda. And then something goes terribly wrong.

One of the first things Louie saw was the Number One Dime, put on a pillow and a pedestal. Said pedestal is another "waste of assets" according to the vultures, but he's not just going to tell them no.

We even get his origin story for the dime, done in paintings. As a shoeshiner, it was the first dime he has ever gotten. That number one dime that Louie decided to use to get a soda that costs 10 cents more than a dollar. Scrooge doesn't know that one, but Louie sure does, as he manages to walk in as soon as they're talking about it. Oh, Louie!

He rushes back to the soda to see it getting collected! He then has to follow this coin collector, but misses the elevator. One of the main running jokes is that Louie desperately tries to catch elevators, but has to take many, many stairs instead. It doesn't really get old.

Meanwhile, Miss Quackfaster is trying to slash these poor kids open, as people have been harmed to know about Della Duck! I didn't skip too many scenes here; she is very unpredictable. My favorite joke in these scenes is that Dewey manages to pick out a book on how to disarm people...and just throws the book at her. I am glad the show's use of little jokes like that is consistent.

When he finally gets to the door where the collector stored all of the coins from the machine, including the Number One Dime, he's sad to see that it's locked. What's worse is that these coins are about to be collected by a coin sucking machine. Gyro shows up just in time, and Louie convinces him to give him Lil Bulb. He waited for someone to say yes, so he gives it to the little rascal. Guess what happens later.

Lil Bulb unscrews the doorknob, and Louie congratulates...himself. Lil Bulb is not pleased. I probably wouldn't blame Louie, to be honest; it was how Gyro sold him! Actually, that was from the cue cards, so maybe it was Scrooge's fault in the end!

We get some modernization in the form with the existence of smartphones, already seen in the very beginning. He looks up an instructional video on how to unlock doors, and once he gets the robot to search coins for him, he decides to play on his phone. It seems that every other example of trying to tie in modern technology would lead to something becoming dated in the future.

Eventually, after Louie's lack of any real appreciation for what he has done, Lil Bulb gets mad enough that he takes over the coin sucking machine, and becomes...

...the CGI giant robot from the intro, and he's gone coo-coo for dimes! Yes, that little light bulb on that robot among the villains really was Little Helper, though calling him a villain may not be the right word. Rampant?

Speaking of which, Gyro gets to see this robot, and he unfortunately has to make an alteration to his list of robots that became good or evil. Heavily stacked on the evil side, because that what seemed to happen in the comics and the original cartoon, too.

Gotta love those hidden jokes. They even referenced the origin for the Cogs in Toontown Online. I looked that up, for the record. The robot broke the elevator, which is bad news for Louie, as that means more stairs. That also means good news, as Scrooges has to do the same problem. Even Scrooge suffers from the running gag in the end, which is a great touch.

Louie: Lazy sunday means afternoon TV...working hard means giant robot attack...great life lesson, Scrooge!

Oh, Louie.

I was really hoping there wasn't going to be a copout after all of these trials, and it almost looked like one at first. However, I'm glad to that that doesn't turn out to be the case. Not only does the Della Duck mystery advance, we get a little thing that changes quite a bit of it. Like I said before, I don't spoil them, I wait until the results.

As for Louie's plot, it all ends in the very money bin, which Louie climbs down a ladder to get into, proving that he's learned something. I did like Gyro's reasoning for Lil Bulb becoming evil so easily: he was a 75 watt bulb made for a 50 watt robot body; he got mad with power! They would have done the "ba-dum tsh", but they did the joke during an action sequence, so it wouldn't be appropriate. Who would have thought?

As Fly Pow Bye DuckTales 2017 review tradition, I'm not going to get into the endings here, but it's safe to say that everyone in the dime plot is happy in the end. I will say the ending of the "dime" plot is a bit of a copout, though it's not unfitting.

Oh, and there's yet another twist, and while it's not as earth-shattering, it's still gives something to look forward to. I’ll just use that image as a hint. Let’s just say...he gets an idea. Again, results.

How does it stack up?

I felt that this episode was better than Daytrip, though Daytrip is still a great episode by my usual standards. Even the A plot, which is more standalone, was entertaining. It’s only fitting the episode where this screenshot came from also gets the rating its associated with.

Next, Webby meets a new friend!

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[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 32

from asakusa craziness to family drama

Tool: O____o; "...He cannonballed into my pool--and bashed my head six feet under! Aren't you gonna reprimand his ass for that?!" setsuna: *tiny chop* bad. Tool: >_< -elsewhere- juria: *chewing on some gum* Kishiri: "...Get. Away." juria: nyeh? vivian: but torryyyy~ i want to get crepes together~! Kishiri: "...One crepe. Then your crazy ass leaves me alone." vivian: yay~! ^w^ juria: oi, aint you that helvitz girl? Kishiri: "???" ("Holy crap--hot girl!") vivian: hmm? yes, im vivian helvitz. juria: whats with the uniform? vivian: oh? its a customized special fire brigade uniform. i wanted to look stylish on the job~ juria: heh... AHAHAHAHAHAHA ARE YOU FUCKIN WITH ME AHAHAHAHA!! Kishiri: "...??? What the heck is with you?" juria: nyeh? whats it to you punk? just look at her, she's just a pampered little princess. little rich girls like her arent fit to be in brigades, *mocking voice* dey're just too dewecate! HAHAHAHA vivian: you wanna try me b*tch? juria: nah, i'd squash you like a bug, it wouldnt be a fair fight. Kishiri: -_-; "Vivian isn't delicate. Believe me." juria: you her boyfriend? vivian: *shiny eyes* you have that much faith in me torry~? Kishiri: -_____-; "I have faith. No, she is not my girlfriend..." *then takes Juria's hand* "Which means I'm single, babe~" juria:....do you want me to beat you to a pulp you little low rank yankee? Kishiri: "Kinky...And I like a little girl on girl--" juria: *KNEED IN THE JUNK* no. Kishiri: Q______Q *whimpering* "My progeny..." vivian: OUR BABIES!! D8> juria: wow. you are pathetic. Kishiri: *crying* "Vivian...KICK HER ASS." vivian: *takes out fan* Kishiri: *crying, clutching his groin* "Why should a cat fight be so painful..." -elsewhere- Relan: [tummy ache?] shinra: [i'm used to spicy food, so i'll live, haha] Relan: [ :) and you have the festival tomorrow] iris: [be sure to have fun ^^] shinra: [can and will do!] shinra:......[still, we have to remember its a mourning for the ones who passed on...] iris: [right]..... Relan: [...oh. yeah...] -elsewhere- Konro: *stretching* -knock knock- Konro: "Enter." katarou's wife: good evening commander. Konro: *nods* "Ma'am. How are you?" katarou's wife: surviving....*sigh* toshio's...been rather difficult about all this. Konro: *nods* "I can understand...Might it help for someone to speak with him?" katarou's wife: perhaps... Konro: *nods* "...Will you and Toshio be at tomorrow's event?" katarou's wife: if i can get him out of his room, yes.....otherwise, we'll be at the shop... Konro: "I'll let Benimaru know as well." katarou's wife: thank you commander. i'll be returning home now… Konro: "Until then. And again, my condolences." -elsewhere- Arthur: *groaning* "Ugh..." tamaki: easy there... Arthur: "My tummy...Why?" tamaki:...*getting him a cold compress* Arthur: "Thank you, Tamaki...My...My..." tamaki: hmm? Arthur: "...My...um..." -\\\\\- "My thanks to you..." ("My nurse...") tamaki:....no problem....*hesitant small smooch on the forehead* Arthur: -\\\\\\\- "Th-Thanks...I l--" tamaki: d-dont go telling shinra! he'd never let me live it down 7-7; Arthur: "..." *sad eyes* tamaki:.....*small smooch on the forehead for real now* .////. Arthur: "..." *nods* "Th-Thank you for...you." tamaki:....*small smile* Arthur: *lies down, struggling to breathe through the pain* -elsewhere- Kid: *lies in bed* stocking: zzzz... Kid: *looks a little worried* stocking: zzzz..... Kid: *inhales* ("One day...I can do this.") stocking: *still asleep* Kid: "..." *hugs her gently and tries to fall back asleep* -elsewhere- tsuyu: *watching tv* samidere: hey sis, phone for you. tsuyu: *picks up* yes? Izuku: "Um...Tsu? It's me...Izuku?" tsuyu: oh, hey izuku, whats up? Izuku: "I, um...I'm fine. I wanted to see how you were." tsuyu: im doing well. Izuku: "That's good. Um, I went to the hospital today--not for any injury! Just to see Iida." tsuyu: ah, how is he? Izuku: "...He wasn't there. He got released." tsuyu: i see. Izuku: "You haven't heard from him, have you?" tsuyu: not yet. maybe we can visit him tomorrow? Izuku: "I'd like that. Morning or afternoon?" -elsewhere- Anya: *filling up a glass of water* layla: trouble sleeping? Anya: *nods* "Yes." Anya: "I take it you cannot sleep either." layla: just needed something to drink... Anya: "How are classes?" layla: doing good. and you? Anya: "Could be better. There's one technique I'm having some difficulty with." layla: oh? Anya: "It involves wielding Tsugumi's halberd forms." layla: ah. she's a triple bladed weapon, right? Anya: *nods* "So I have been trying to focus on wielding some of those other forms." layla: ah. i see. you're pretty good with the spear part, and hoshino uses the scythe part, right? Anya: -_-; "Yes..." layla: ah, i see. Anya: "I would love to master her scythe form...Scythe meisters are less common." layla: yeah...... Anya: "How is your training going?" layla: it's been doing good. i've been trying to learn how to use a bowstaff. chidori and kimiko are doing well too. Anya: "Hmmm...Bowstaff? Wait, who is your partner?" layla: havent found one yet. ^^; Anya: "Perhaps a social meeting with new students?" layla: maybe. *she smiles* Anya: *smiles back, then yawns* "I better try for more sleep...You should as well." layla: ok then. night. Anya: "Night." *walks back up stairs to room...hears snoring* "???" mio: *at her desk, asleep* Anya: -_-; *takes blanket from Mio's bed, puts it over her shoulders* mio: *muttering* meme... Anya: "???" ("...Jeez, those two...") -elsewhere- Arthur: *tosses a little in bed* tamaki: zzzzz... Arthur: *knocks into Tamaki a bit* "Hmmm..." tamaki: *nuzzle* Arthur: *holds her in his sleep, letting out soft sigh* tamaki:....*small smile* Takehisa: *getting a glass of water...his stomach growling* "Ugh..." serina: good evening commander. Takehisa: "Evening...How are you?" serina: doing well. Takehisa: *stomach growls* -\\\\\\- "...Are there leftovers?" serina: i think so. Takehisa: *opens fridge, removes leftovers* "...Don't tell Obi I took these." serina: i wont. Takehisa: *heats up some* "Want some?" serina: im good. Takehisa: *after heating his meal* "...How was everyone at dinner?" serina: it went well...i think the commander has forgiven you now... Takehisa: "That is good to know...I will have to make it up to Shinra, however." serina: im sure he'll forgive you too....he's a good kid. Takehisa: "Yes..." *groans* "I was a fool." serina: its ok, *pap pap* Takehisa: -\\\\- *small bite of food* "...I did so many stupid things today. What is wrong with me?" serina: perhaps its nerves? or maybe a lack of sleep? Takehisa: "Both, likely. I can imagine the nervousness's causes..." Takehisa: ("Why did I behave so awkwardly around Maki? That's out of character for me.") serina: ah, i see. maybe you should sleep in tomorrow, see if it helps? Takehisa: "..." *nods* "Thank you. Please let the Commander know I was feeling ill." serina: understood…. miss oze......do you have feelings for her? Takehisa: o\\\\\\\\\\\\o "Um...Yes?" serina: ah. well, its best to come to terms with those feelings sooner rather than later, i guess. Takehisa: "...Easier said..." serina: *she nods* the 8th's fraternization rules arent too strict, are they? Takehisa: "No, although Akitaru does tend to see us as a family, and can be rather insistent for everyone's well-being." serina: ah, i see.....i suppose its different for each brigade.....the 1st is far more strict in that regard... *she seems sad* Takehisa: "...Someone you are thinking about in the 1st?" serina: O/////O w-well....i-its rather complicated. Takehisa: "More complicated than Maki and me?" serina: well..... serina: one of the company commanders, foien li... i guess it was during collage that we met and dated for a while....unfortunately, due to being a company commander for the 1st, as well as a priest, we couldnt be together like that. even so, we're still close. *sad smile* Takehisa: "I'm sorry. I imagine this is difficult. Did you break up before he became a priest?" serina: well, thats the complicated part. sometimes in his off hours, we still see each other from time to time... .///. Takehisa: " 'See each other'? For dates or something platonic?" serina: somewhat like that. Takehisa: "Hmm...Have you directly asked him whether he would consider pursuing a more consistent romantic or sexual relationship in the future?" serina: ..... O/////////O Takehisa: "...I assume no, then." serina: i'll have to think about that one... *steam coming from her ears* Takehisa: *nervous laugh* -\\\\\- "Yes, I know the feeling." -elsewhere- Wes: *turns in bed, as Ghost Dog is sleeping right on top of him, tries to pet him* dog: =w= Wes: *petting* "Good puppy..." -elsewhere- mephisto: zzzzzz..... felisia: *sleeping next to him* Amaimon: *somehow in bed with them, spooning with Mephisto* mephisto: *YAAAWN*... ?? Amaimon: "...Hi." mephisto: ammy, do you mind not drooling on my neck? its rude. Amaimon: "Oh..." *wipes his mouth* "Sorry." mephisto: thank you. Amaimon: *back to spooning* "Good night." -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: -w- "So nice, peaceful at this hour..." kabuki: indeed. Tsukiyo: "Kinda glad I got night-watch with you. So...What should we talk about?" kabuki: perhaps how we got here....do you want to start or should i? Tsukiyo: "Why don't you start~?" kabuki: oh, well, its quite an unusual story. before i joined the brigade, i worked as a circus performer. Tsukiyo: "...For real? What did you do?" kabuki: i used my ignition ability and played the role of a trickster fox. Tsukiyo: "Kind of like a circus performer doing fire dance and stuff?" kabuki: indeed. to be quite honest, i've never been much of a fighter. i just wanted to see people smile. Tsukiyo: "D'awwwww!" :3 "Did they like your performance, then?" kabuki: i would like to think so. *he smiles* Tsukiyo: "So, after the circus, you came to the 7th? How did that go?" kabuki: it went fairly well. i guess i learned to fight from konro. Tsukiyo: "I can see that. He's so beefy~!" kabuki: now what about you miss usada? Tsukiyo: *shrugs* "I didn't have much going on back home. Parents just let me do what I want, play where I want...weren't home much..." kabuki: *listening* Tsukiyo: "...Not many friends...School was boring...Then--" *holds up small flame* "This happened. And that's when I met..." <3 "Beni-Chan..." kabuki: ah, i see. ^^; Tsukiyo: "I didn't get to be very personable with many people, but here feels...fun! Get to goof around, have excitement in my life!" kabuki: ah. but you do have friends here, like miss huo, right? Tsukiyo: "Yep! And she's awesome, right? A bit serious, though." kabuki: im sure she's just looking out for you. she worries about your well-being and doesnt want you to get hurt. Tsukiyo: "...Yeah." T~T kabuki:....are you ok? Tsukiyo: *wipes face, puts on smile again* "Yeah...Just emotional about friendship and corny stuff like that..." kabuki: understandable. Tsukiyo: "...And she's cute, too, huh~?" *struggling to keep up the act* kabuki: well she isnt unattractive. but then again i usually dont pay attention to those things. Tsukiyo: "..." :3 *she's back in her previous mode* "You telling me you don't scope out any of the fine booty around here?" kabuki: not often. but i've had some...interesting encounters in my life ^^; Tsukiyo: *leans closer* "Do tell~" kabuki: as told by my appearance, i've often been mistaken for female. Tsukiyo: *nods, listening* -elsewhere- Emine: "..." lin: *handing him a towel* going up to the roof after the rain? Emine: *nods* lin:....want me to come with you? Emine: "..." *nods* lin: ok. Emine: *opens window, sets down towel, exits, then holds out hand to Lin* lin: *she follows him* its nice and cool out.... Emine: "Yes. The rain smells clean." lin: *she smiles* Emine: "...I don't see your hair down this often. You look good." lin: o///o um, thank you emine. Emine: "..." *lets a hand pass through her hair* lin: *blushing* e-emine... Emine: "Yes...?" lin: ....n-nothing... *a bit flustered* Emine: "...I want to kiss you." lin: o...ok...*leans in* >////< Emine: *small awkward peck on her lips* lin: *smooch*..........*she soon relaxes* Emine: "...I was bad, wasn't I?" lin: .////////. it felt nice.... Emine: "...Your lips are soft. I liked how they felt." lin: *blushing*.....*small smooch* >////////< Emine: o___o *slowly closes his eyes, returning the small smooch* lin: U/////U Emine: *sigh of relief* "That was...better. You're good at kissing." lin: *she smiles* i....really like you a lot.... Emine: "...You are so supportive, loving...have been there for me." lin: you've been there for me too.... Emine: "...May I hug you?" lin: of course. Emine: "..." *awkward hug* lin: *hugs back* Emine: *awkward pat* "You feel...good." lin: y-you do too..... Emine: "I can feel your heartbeat..." -\\\\- lin: *blushing and petting his head* Emine: *small purr* lin: *smiles* (thinking: too adorable for words) Emine: "I...feel a lot right now, from my body down to my soul. I don't know what to say." lin: if you dont want to say anything, you dont have to.. Emine: "..." *small kiss on her cheek* lin: ^///^ Emine: *another small kiss on her lips* -inside- nea: *soft sigh* u///u Shinoda: "This okay?" nea: y-yeah. Shinoda: *holds her in his arms, kisses her cheek again* "So..." nea: hmm? Shinoda: "Shall I...I mean, should I..." nea: should you what? Shinoda: "..." *kisses behind her ear, as his hand slides along her hip* nea: ahhh~ U///U Shinoda: *kisses down her neck...as his hand gropes one of her breasts* nea: *soft moan* Shinoda: "You feel excited...Your skin has goosebumps..." *slides a fingertip just under her panties* nea: a-ahhh~! *shuddering* Shinoda: "Nea, I don't want to hold back..." *starts to pull down her panties* nea: .//////. c-can you even eat out? g-given your condition... Shinoda: "??? I had my apple today..." *smirks* "Just want a taste of you to complement it~" nea: .///////. maybe not risk it? Shinoda: "...Shall I pleasure you another way?" Shinoda: "Whatever you want." nea:.....maybe just straight up fuck me? Shinoda: o\\\\\\o "Nea...I've been wanting to for so long..." *pulls down her panties* "...So beautiful." nea: *blushing* its been a while since we did this.... Shinoda: "And you look the same as you did then: so pretty..." *strokes a hand along her face, as he kisses her neck again* nea: ahhh.... Shinoda: *he straddles her, tugging at her top to pull it off* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *returns to her room with a glass of water* kim: *asleep* Jacqueline: *sips water, then walks to her bed--and trips* o___O kim: ?? *wakes up* Jacqueline: *falls* "Ow." kim: are you ok? Jacqueline: *rubs her face* "I tripped over something..." *picks up a jacket* "...Yours, I assume." kim: *she examines it* oh, my old letterman, remember this? *she holds it up* Jacqueline: "...Very much so." *walks up to her bed, sits on the side of it, and hands the jacket to her* kim:...if you want to borrow it from time to time, its fine.....you arent hurt or cut are you? Jacqueline: "..." *clutches the jacket, hugging it* "Thank you...My face is just bruised..." *rubs her nose* kim: let me see.... *turns on the light* Jacqueline: *faces her...it's a small bruise* kim:....it doesnt look too bad.... *she looks for the glass* Jacqueline: "You sure? It hurts a little." kim: want me to kiss it and make it better? *she says in a half joking tone* Jacqueline: o\\\\\\o "Uuuuuuuuuuuuh..." kim: ?? well, seems the glass didnt break. Jacqueline: *pouts* "Hmph. First you toy with me, then you make fun of me." kim: .....did you really want me to kiss you? Jacqueline: "...Kim. I like you. A lot." kim: well, i like you too, we are partners, right? Jacqueline: "..." -\\\\\- "Yeah. Partners..." kim: i should get some paper towels for the spill, brb. *goes to get them* Jacqueline: "..." *buries her head in Kim's jacket* (muffled voice when Kim leaves) "I'm an idiot." kim:....(thinking: i should make it up to her somehow....) Jacqueline: *falls sideways onto Kim's bed, still clutching the jacket* -elsewhere- Mifune: *sipping tea* ("Just can't sleep...") yuma: *yaaawn*... Mifune: "Oh. Hello." *offers chair* yuma: *sits down and drinks her milk* yuma couldnt sleep.... Mifune: "Dreams?" yuma:...thirsty.... *sips her milk* .... Mifune: *nods* "Otherwise, you feel okay?" yuma: *she nods* yuma's gonna go back to sleep now... Mifune: "Sleep well." yuma: *goes back to her and angela's room* Mifune: *stares into his cup of tea, sighs* "Long night..." -silence. takane's picture is still placed on the butsudan- Mifune: *sets tea aside, approaches butsudan, bows his head* -there is no response- Mifune: "I will always keep you in my thoughts...Watch over me..." -a small feeling of warmth can be felt- Mifune: "..." *small smile* "Thank you." -elsewhere- Relan: *tosses in bed* "N-No..." -phone rings- Relan: "P-Please, leave me alone..." *seizing the sheets* "LEAVE ME ALONE!" *falls out of bed* "...Ouch." Relan: *hand reaches up, picks up phone, looks at it* shinra: [you ok?] Relan: "..." [no. nightmare] shinra:....[want to talk about it?] fuck.... Relan: [bad memories of the past. bullies. some self-harm] Relan: [sorry. tw] shinra:....[its ok]..... [its stuff like this that makes me wish you were in the 8th with us.] Relan: [i do. but i also like the 3rd. not that i don't want to be with you and iris. it's confusing] shinra: [i understand. you're more than welcome to spend the night if needed...] Relan: [i'd like that. thanks. are you not sleeping?] shinra: [i got worried about you....instinct i guess.] Relan: [that's adorable, you know that, right?] shinra: *blush* [yeah, haha ^^] Relan: [it suits you, down to that adorable smile of yours] shinra: [god i wish i could be holding you right now...] Relan: [same. when you get home. <3 ] shinra: [night. love you so much] Relan: [love you too. night] *crawls back into bed, smiles at Buttons* Relan: *snaps a pic and texts it* -elsewhere- shinra: ?? *he checks his phone* *Pic of Relan, smiling and winking at the camera* [love u] shinra: *sends a pic of himself smiling* [love you too <3] Relan: -\\\\\- [handsome man] -early morning- Hibana: *yawn* *squish* gabriella: zzzzzz..... Hibana: "Hmmm..." *she's behind Gabriella in their bed...in her sleep, her hands reach from behind her and cup her breasts* gabriella: >//////< Hibana: *yawn* "You have the world's best ta-tas..." gabriella: h-h-hibana! >//////////////////< -elsewhere- Arthur: *strokes Tamaki's back* tamaki: mmmmm..... Arthur: *small laugh* "You purr like a kitten." tamaki: oh shush -.- ..... thanks for letting me sleep here... Arthur: "Any--" *yawn* "--time. Was it okay? Did I snore or anything?" tamaki: its was warm... Arthur: -\\\\\- "So were you...I was worried my feet would be cold or something." tamaki:...im glad you were here with me. Arthur: "..." *nods* "Same...Tamaki? I had a bad dream. And you being here...helped." tamaki:...arthur.... Arthur: "...It was when I was kidnapped." *small hug* tamaki:.....*hugs him* Arthur: "...I missed you." -elsewhere- chie: zzzzzzzzzzz...... Yohei: *carrying in a tray of breakfast* chie: *yaaaawn* awww, yoheiiii! *smooch* Yohei: *chuckles* "I tried to make it how I thought you'd like it...Anything I'm missing? Sauces? Fruits? Sardines?" chie: hahaha... ^^ Yohei: *smiles, hands her the tray and sits at the foot of the bed* "...You're so beautiful." chie: *smiles and blushes* Yohei: "Sleep okay?" *picks a grape off her tray and eats it* chie: yeah. Yohei: "That's good...Hey, what would you like to do today? Rain stopped, we got the day ahead of us." chie: maybe we could stay in and watch a movie? Yohei: "That sounds great..." *crawls up, careful not to knock the tray, to lie beside her* -elsewhere- Kid: *hugging Stocking* stocking: *smooch* hehe~<3 lord death: morning kiddos~! Kid: -\\\\\- "Morning, Father." stocking: hey da-death! Yumi: *carrying Shiori to her high chair* shiori: ^0^ Kid: *waves* "Morning, Mother, Shiori." kirika: *yaaawn* murnin.... Yumi: "Kirika? Sleep okay?" kirika: yeah, just was up late last night. Yumi: "Perhaps nap later." Kid: "What kept you up?" *hands her a glass of orange juice* kirika: training a lot. visited oriko, usual stuff....she's really getting better in terms of talking. Kid: *smiles* "Progress." lord death: *reading the paper* hmm, seems an austrian/japanese pianist is going to be playing in death city later this month. Kid: "Oh?" *takes plates for him and Stocking to the table, next to Death* stocking: *reading the article* huh. i actually play some piano myself, with a bit of electric guitar on the side. Kid: "And you play very well, too~" stocking: hehe~ Yumi: "Perhaps we can get tickets?" liz: maybe. Patty: "Could be fun!" stocking: i'll see if i can get us tickets... Kid: *smiles* -elsewhere- Shinoda: *cuddle* nea: ^w^ Shinoda: "Was last night okay?" nea: yes, it felt good. Shinoda: "It did for me as well...It meant a lot to me." nea: *small smile* i really missed you, dummy. Shinoda: "I missed you, too. And I am going to do whatever I can to earn your trust." nea: *she smiles* Shinoda: *holds her, kisses her forehead* nea: U///U Shinoda: "...Would you like to go out for dinner tomorrow?" nea:...i would love that.... Shinoda: *smiles* "Okay. I know a place with excellent cold meals." -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: *sprawled out on floor* "Zzzz..." *snoring* fang-hua: tsukiyo? Tsukiyo: *tosses over* "Wha--?" fang-hua: its morning. Tsukiyo: *groans* "I had night-watch..." *rubs her face* "Did I just fall asleep on the floor?" fang-hua: *helps her up* Tsukiyo: *yawn* "Thanks...I'm still exhausted." *cute rubbing of her eyes* fang-hua: want some tea? Tsukiyo: *nods* "Tha--*yawn*nk you." fang-hua: *she smiles* now come on, we have the mourning festival today... -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *out of the shower, brushing her hair* kim: *streeeeeetch* ha... -knock knock- kim: *she answers* ya? Jacqueline: "???" *she's in her robe* Kana: "Good morning. I have letters." kim: awesome. *she takes the mail for them* thanks. Kana: *holds out hand* "What about my tip?" Jacqueline: *looking over Kim's shoulder at letters* kim: *sigh* fine, here. *hands her some candy* Kana: -W- *skips away* Jacqueline: *small laugh* "Cute...Any mail for me?" kim: *sorting* you...you...junk mail....letter from ox, oh, seems my magazine subscription went through! Jacqueline: "Neat." *looks at the letters* Jacqueline: *opens one envelope, starts reading it...* "Hmm." kim:.....you ok? Jacqueline: "..." *nods, trying to keep it together* kim:...jackie? Jacqueline: *starts crying* kim: jackie?! whats wrong? Jacqueline: "M-My p-parents...w-want me to visit..." kim:..... Jacqueline: *covering her face with her hands* "No...No!" kim: its ok jackie, im right here! *puts the letterman over her shoulders* Jacqueline: "Why now...?" *clutches the jacket around herself* kim: well, thanksgiving is just around the corner... Jacqueline: "That's the problem...I-I don't want to...but I can't get out of this. No..." kim: its ok, no one is forcing you to go, right? Jacqueline: "...Mother is." kim:............*she hugs her* Jacqueline: *cries in Kim's arms* "I can't get out of this." kim:......i have an idea. Jacqueline: "Wh-What?" -jump cut to...- eibon: oh? miss kimial, what do i owe the pleasure? kim: two things, one just call me kim, two is gopher here? Jacqueline: *nervous* eibon: oh, why yes, he should be- Gopher: "Hello! I--" *spots Jacqueline* o_o Jacqueline: o_o kim: heeeeeeey gopher~ mind if we borror him for something, we'll give him back later. eibon: oh...um... *sweatdrop* kim: hey jackie, you still have your old uniform, right? Jacqueline: "...Yes." Gopher: o^o kim: perfect! Jacqueline: "..." *blushes, smiles* "Thank you, Kim." Gopher: T^T -elsewhere- Emine: *holds a water balloon* -elsewhere- Relan: *panting* "T-Time? How did I do?" ryuuko: 6 minutes. Relan: *small sigh of relief* "That's a little better." mikami: congratulations! Relan: "Hee hee...I think that's all for training. I'll cool down, shower, then maybe we can get something to eat?" mikami: sounds good. ryuuko: i hear there is a festival in asakusa today... Relan: -\\\\\\- "That's where Shinra is right now..." mikami: maybe we can visit him? Relan: "...I would like that." *smiles* -and so- Relan: *dressed up* tamaki: this doesnt feel too overly festival like, but at least there is food. Arthur: *yum* "Tasty, too..." Relan: *nervous* shinra: ?? !!! REL! *hug* Relan: o\\\\o "H-Hi..." *hug* shinra: come to see the festival? Relan: "Yes..." *holds his hand* "...and to see you." shinra: *he smiles and stands on his toes to smooch him* Relan: -\\\\\- *kisses back* tamaki:.....(*screaming of adorableness*) Akitaru: ("D'awwwwww...") -elsewhere- Black Star: "Hello, sunny day!" tsubaki: *streeeetch* Black Star: "Ready for a run?" tsubaki: *she nods, getting her training gear on* Black Star: "..." -\\\\\- "Let's see how long you can last out there!" *grabs some water bottles and energy bars* tsubaki: right! Black Star: "On your marks...get set...GO!" -elsewhere- Izuku: *at Iida's front door* "..." maid: yes? Izuku: "H-Hello...Is Tenya Iida in?" maid: ah, he should be in his room. i'll walk you there. *levitating and shows him in* Izuku: o___o *scribbles something quick in his notebook and follows* -knock knock- maid: young master? you have a visitor. Iida: "Yes?" Izuku: "H-Hi, Iida...It's me, Izuku..." tsuyu: hey. *waves* Iida: "...Hello." *small smile* "How are you?" Izuku: *enters* "Alright..." *pulls out a chair for Tsuyu, takes one for himself* "...You have a nice room." tsuyu: it's very clean. Iida: "I try...Well, the staff does, now..." tsuyu:...... Izuku: "...Bed looks comfortable! And I heard that--" tsuyu: *examines the ignium action figure on the desk.... with a smaller figure resembling a young iida next to it made out of play doh* Izuku: "--you're thinking about additional surgery?" Iida: "...I want my eyesight back." tsuyu: *she nods and examines the bookshelf* Izuku: "...Hey." *pats Iida's hand* "We'll support your decision." *smiles* Iida: "..." T______T -elsewhere- Rino: "Okay..." *wipes grease off her hands* "I tightened the bolts on the furnace--all repaired and up and running." iris: *polishing tools* Rino: "...Um, thanks, Iris? But I'm probably going to get grease on those again soon anyway." iris: oh... q.q Rino: "!!!" *nervous laugh* "I mean, it's the thought that counts, right?" *nervous laugh* "...Don't tell Hibana I said that to you. Please?" iris: i wont. ^^; Rino: *sigh of relief* "Thank you...Jeez, she scares me..." -elsewhere- Shotaro: "And now, to finish it..." *puts the cherry at the top of the sundae* nea: *nom* *shiny eyes* Shotaro: *GOOD DEED COMPLETE pose* Shinoda: -\\\\\- "So cute..." *bites into his slice of apple pie* akaderu: *watching tv* Kepuri: *cuddles* "Wait 'til you see the new improvements I made on the TV." akaderu: oh? Kepuri: *smiles* "HD, 3D, all the D's." mana:....*struggling not to laugh* Kepuri: "??? ... !!!" >\\\\\\< "Sh-Shut up!" mono: i wouldnt stoop to such childish jokes. mana:....mono, you're a year older than me -_-; Kepuri: -\\\\- "You're both childish--and far less mature than I. I'm too smart for such immature humor." akaderu:...*sipping his cherry slushie* Shotaro: "Oh, I know plenty of childish jokes! How do you make a tissue dance?" -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "Do you think it'll work?" kim: its so convincing, it just has to. with some hair extensions and sand in special nylons and a specialized bra, he's good to go! Jacqueline: "But how to explain the voice?" (" 'Specialized bra'?") kim: im sure he can imitate it. Gopher: *nods* "I've had practice!" *clears throat--and speaks in Jacqueline's voice* "Hello, Father, Mother! How are you?" Jacqueline: o______O kim: holy crap that's impressive. (thinking: then again he isnt human and could probably just be that......but then on the other hand he already sounds pretty feminine...) Jacqueline: T_T "This wounds my ego, that a boy can impersonate me so easily..." kim: but at least its something. Jacqueline: T_T "I guess...I don't look mannish, do I?" kim: no of course not! ao:........... kim:....!! i didnt mean anything offensive- ao: it's alright. Jacqueline: Q~Q "S-Sorry!" ao: i forgive you, miss du pre. Jacqueline: "Thank you." Gopher: *playing with his skirt* "This is quite fashionable~!" kirika:......its cute i guess 7////7; Gopher: "...You think it looks good on me?" .w. kirika: y-yeah, i mean, whatever floats your boat, dude. 7////3////7; Jacqueline: *crying on Kim's shoulder* "I'm so confused..." Gopher: "Yay!" .W. -elsewhere- Takehisa: *looking at festivities* Benimaru: *standing, arms crossed, next to him* katarou's wife: hello commanders. Takehisa: *nods* Benimaru: *bows to her* "Hello." *looks at her, offers a hand* "Please let me extend my condolences." katarou's wife: thank you *she smiles*....toshio still wont leave his room... Benimaru: "...Would you like me to visit, right now? I would be happy to speak with him." katarou's wife: i would appreciate it... Benimaru: "I will go now. Hinawa will be here to support you." *pats her hand before walking towards Katarou's home* Takehisa: "..." *nods to her* -inside- toshio: *curled up in the futon, crying to himself* Benimaru: *knocks* "Toshio? It’s me, the Commander." toshio: *no answer* d....dad... Benimaru: *enters* "...We are beginning the mourning ceremony for your father. You should be there." toshio:.....the people are holding it like a festival, they arent even sad! Benimaru: "Because they are celebrating your father--his life, his contributions, all that he accomplished." *pats Toshio's head* "You." toshio:...*sniffling with ghibli tears* Benimaru: *hugs* "Let it out..." toshio: *crying* Benimaru: "You're going to be okay. You are never alone, Toshio. You have this village." -elsewhere- Relan: *munching on red bean pastry* >~< "Tasty..." shinra: these arent that bad! misora: *nom nom nom* >w< Arthur: "One Tamaki for taiyaki!" *flustered* "I mean, one taiyaki for Tamaki!" tamaki: *chuckles* thanks. Arthur: -\\\\- *small bite on his own taiyaki* Konro: *bowing at the memorial for Katarou* katarou's wife: *praying* toshio: *whimpering* Benimaru: *hand on Toshio's shoulder* toshio: *hic* Benimaru: *bows his head, prays* misora:.......... Tsukiyo: *peeps up behind Misora* "O.M.G." misora: EEP! O.O Tsukiyo: "Cee-uuuuute outfit!" *she's in moon-theme yukata* misora: thaaanks~! ^^ Tsukiyo: "Who does your do, girl? 'Cause it is hare-raising!" misora: i have my sources~ tamaki: *sweatdrop* Tsukiyo: *takes Misora's arm* "Do share! We can talk about it during a walk-sy around!" *winks at Tamaki* fang-hua: -__-; misora: we- *sees some* KYAAAAAAAAAAAAA! BENI-CHAAAAAAAN~!!<3<3<3 tamaki: ow my ears!! Tsukiyo: "!!!" *joins Misora in glomping Beni-Chan* Benimaru: -____-; Relan: "...What's up with those girls?" shinra:....they're very....very strange *sweatdrop* Relan: "Hmm. I don't know why they are crawling all over Benimaru..." *blushes* "You're cuter..." Tsukiyo: *squish squish* "Want to walk with Misora and me for a bit?" shinra: *blush* t-thanks. Benimaru: "Sorry. I have other responsibilities, so--" *FLAME PUSHES TSUKIYO BACK* Tsukiyo: "Owie!" Benimaru: *stares at Misora* misora: O////w////O Benimaru: *sighs* "Fang-Hua, please remove Misora...and do something about Tsukiyo." Tsukiyo: Q~Q "Beni-Chan..." fang-hua: *drags them off* come on... Tsukiyo: *pouts* "Fang-Hua, I'm just wanting to be gracious to our commander..." Relan: "..." *holds Shinra's hand* Arthur: *small laugh, looks at Tamaki* "That Tsukiyo girl is weird, huh?" shinra: *smooches relan's hand* tamaki: thats a delicate way to put it. Relan: o\\\\\o *steam out of ears* shinra: love ya. Arthur: "..." *scratches his cheek* "...Have you talked with her recently? Because she talked with me..." Relan: "I-I-I-I l-l-l-love you, too..." tamaki:.........you could say that. Arthur: "...She gave me some advice." tamaki: really? Arthur: *takes Tamaki's hand* "She said to let you take the lead..." *brings her hand to his lips for a gentle kiss* tamaki: O////O n-not in public yet.... 7////7 Arthur: *small chuckle* "Sorry..._Not in public_, then..." tamaki: jeez... u///u; maki: ta~ko~ya~ki~tiiime~! *nom* Takehisa: "...Is it good?" maki: delish! want some? Takehisa: "..." *nods* maki: here you go~ *holds one to his mouth* Takehisa: o\\\\o *tentative bite, quickly pulls back, munches* "Delicious..." maki: glad you like it ^^ Takehisa: "...Yes. Thank you." -\\\\- Akitaru: (looking at the happy couples, smiles) padma: *slurred* love'as, com'te'tooown *hic* Akitaru: "Wow, there..." *takes the liquor out of her hand* "Easy..." padma: miwaaaa im goooood to gooooo. Akitaru: -_-; "...How about a good meal, some coffee, and plenty of water?" Relan: ._. padma: yes miwa, a breakfast date sounds looovleyyyy. *hic* Akitaru: "..." *praying* "Someone, help me...I don't know what to do..." T_T serina: h-here let me. *helping padma back to the ryokan* Takehisa: "..." *small smirk watching Padma drunk* Akitaru: *sigh of relief* Arthur: "...I think we all learned a valuable lesson now about drinking." tamaki: (thinking: i think we learned something about padma too...) Relan: "...Interesting colleagues." shinra: yeah. Relan: "...You haven't had alcohol before, have you?" shinra: no...at least not to my knowledge... Relan: "M-Me neither...Some bullies tried to force some onto me, but I managed to run..." shinra:....*holds his hand* Relan: *small squeeze* -elsewhere- Kid: *hug* "I'll miss you..." stocking: it'll only be for two days kiddo, and i wont be going on the trip until tomorrow. Kid: "I'll still miss you..." *pulls back, still holding her hands and smiling* stocking: i know, i'll miss you too. but i'll survive two days i think. Kid: *nods* "You're strong..." stocking: *she kisses his forehead and smiles* Kid: -\\\\- "Do you know where you are heading?" stocking: i think camping in a national park not far from here. Kid: "Do you have bug spray?" stocking: yes. Kid: "Change of clothes for the hikes, outdoors?" stocking: yes kid. Kid: "Okay..." *smiles* "Then I guess you need your rest today." stocking: *she smiles* Kid: "What would you like for dinner? And dessert?" -elsewhere- Black Star: *panting, collapsed on grass* "Good run..." tsubaki: yeah....*looking around her surroundings* Black Star: *takes off his shirt, waving it to get out the sweat* "...Sense something?" tsubaki: hmm... Black Star: "Hey, sushi!" tsubaki: hungry? Black Star: "Definitely!" *finishes fanning shirt and puts it back on* "Let's go!" -inside- tsubaki: how nice. rather big on the inside. Black Star: "~AH~ Air conditioning, too..." *sniffs* "Tasty meals..." tsubaki: *waiting for a seat* Black Star: *looking for seats as well* "What you going to have?" *looking at customers* *One customer dining on a meal behind Tsubaki, looking at her* tsubaki: i think i might have the salmon roe. Black Star: "Oh, that's tasty! I can't decide on just one...Any seats yet?" ???: *watching Tsubaki intently* *sneer* tsubaki: ah! there. *she points to an empty booth* Black Star: "Awe-soooome!" *follows her to the booth* tsubaki: *checking the menu* Black Star: *looking at his...and still feeling something chilly around him* "Hmm...Fiery shrimp roll...Yum..." tsubaki: *looking around the large room* ???: *still looking intently at Tsubaki* tsubaki:....?? ???: *sneer* tsubaki:....?! *rubs her eyes and looks* *Gone* Black Star: "???" tsubaki: n-nothing... Black Star: "..." *small shrug, as he goes back to menu* tsubaki: *suddenly a lot more chilled, but keeping it together* Black Star: *peeks up, frowns* "Okay. What happened?" tsubaki: just a bit chilly today. Black Star: "...Shit, I should've brought a jacket...Um...I could give you my shirt?" tsubaki: oh, i-its fine. im not dying, haha. Black Star: "...Maybe hot tea?" tsubaki: sure. Black Star: "Awesome! I'm going to try this cola..." -elsewhere- Hibana: *checklist* "Furnace is fixed, bathroom remodeled, new furniture is here--" iris: oh my... Hibana: "???" miwa: its not bad....the furniture i wasnt expecting. Hibana: =w= "I simply want to share my divine image with everyone~" *There is a poster now hanging up with Hibana in her fire uniform, winking at the viewer* Rino: -_-; "Pretentious as fuck." gabriella: O//////////O Hibana: -\\\\\- "My mistress is so cute when she blushes~" *pats Gabriella's shoulder* -elsewhere- Wes: "A concert?" soul: yeah...leetcht...light...how do you say that?? Wes: " 'Licht.' German?" soul: ah....says he's from austria?? Wes: "Interesting...I'll have to check that out!" soul: yeah... Wes: "Up for going? Maybe after the trip to Mom and Dad's?" soul: yeah, it should be after then... Wes: *smiles* "Well, alright then..." *pulls out a box* "I also got you something..." soul: oh? *Inside is a framed photo of Wes and Soul as kids...and also in the box is a really corny piano-key tie* soul: *small smile* thanks, bro. Wes: *smiles* "You're welcome, bro." soul: *pressing the tie* oh my god. Wes: *giggles* soul: well, good to see you have a sense of humor. Wes: *small pout* "I have a sense of humor." -elsewhere- Yohei: *cuddling with Chie on the couch, watching the movie* chie: zzzzzzz....... Yohei: "???" *smiles, bundles her up and sits with her on the couch* chie: =w= Yohei: *whispers* "Love you..." *yawns* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *wearing Kim's jacket, washing dishes* tsugumi: need any help? *putting away groceries* Jacqueline: *smiles* "I'm almost done. But thanks! How was shopping?" tsugumi: it went well. Jacqueline: *nods* "Any plans for your Thanksgiving break?" tsugumi: not sure. we dont really celebrate it in japan for obvious reasons...but anya did mention wanting to invite us to her home country! Jacqueline: "That should be a fun trip!" tsugumi: *she smiles* Jacqueline: *finishes washing plates, dries her hands* "You have your passport, Tsugumi?" tsugumi: *she nods* it's in my room. i think they speak english in yngling. Jacqueline: "...Huh. Does Anya speak Japanese?" tsugumi: she's been learning. Jacqueline: "Ah. That must be exciting. Soon, you'll be able to hold conversations with her!" tsugumi: you say that like i dont already -_-; Jacqueline: "!!!" *nervous smile* "I just meant in Japanese!" -w- tsugumi: maybe ^^ Anya: *sheepishly enters the kitchen* T_T tsugumi: hey anya! Anya: "..." *bow* "Kon'nichiwa." tsugumi: hehe <hello to you too anya!> Anya: "Um..." <How healthy are you?> -She butcheredly asked "How are you?"- tsugumi: im in decent health ^^; Anya: "Oh...Um..." <Glad to hear.> -elsewhere- Benimaru: "...So, what nicknames do you give to each other in your Brigade, Kusakabe?" shinra: well- Arthur: "Shinra's nickname is Bed Wetter." Relan: -_-; shinra: ARTHUR! jeez! *embarrassed* tamaki: and there's the time you called commander oubi 'dad' shinra: TAMAKI! Arthur: "Ha ha! That was pretty funny." Relan: -_-; "And what nicknames do you two have? One of you has a knight complex, the other one a cat fetish." Benimaru: *snort* shinra: *snickers* tamaki: funny. Arthur: "I am a knight! There is no shame in that!" shinra: yeah. Relan: *holds Shinra's hand* "His nickname isn't Bed Wetter. It's 'Hero.'" Benimaru: *eyebrow raised* shinra: yeah! *beaming smile* Relan: -\\\\- *whispers* "So cute." tamaki:....so whats the 'kohana story'? Benimaru: *small smirk* tamaki:... *slight blush* d-do you like her?! shinra: !!! that's a pretty bold question!! Benimaru: "...You are in no position to ask me such a forward question, and I owe you no answer to my private thoughts and feelings." Relan: "..." *growing smile* "That's not a 'no'!" tamaki: *sigh* figured as much.... shinra: i wont even ask... Benimaru: -\\\\\- "Hmph. Are the Cat and the Knight a couple?" tamaki: ./////////////////. shinra: its a long story. Arthur: o\\\\\\\o Benimaru: "I figured as much, especially when Tsukiyo was getting involved." -elsewhere- misora: so they've arrived then? *talking on the phone* Joker: "Yep. How about you give them a tour?" misora: *she grins* -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: "Hey, have you seen Cute Lolita Dress?" serina: she went on a walk, but i havent seen her for a bit...im worried she may have come down with something... Tsukiyo: "Well, that's no good. Want to help me cook some soup for her~?" serina: i could try. Tsukiyo: *claps hands* "Yay! I know a quick carrot soup recipe we can prepare!" serina: that sounds lovely. Tsukiyo: *opens cabinet, removing potatoes, bowls* "Just need some milk..." *pulls up her sleeves* maki: do we have any milk? Tsukiyo: "...I hope so. Check the fridge." *her sleeves slip down* *pouts* maki: *checks* Tsukiyo: *pulls out rubberbands from a drawer, puts them along her sleeves to hold them up* "Any milk?" maki: nope, doesnt look like it... Tsukiyo: *pouts* "D'aaaaw...Well, we could substitute with coconut milk, unless anyone else here has an idea." maki: commander oubi! commander hinawa! want to go with me to buy some milk? i found a nice shop to go to! Akitaru: "Hey, sounds great!" Takehisa: -\\\\\- "Sure." maki: come on, i'll show you the way! Tsukiyo: "..." *light bulb* "Have fun, Captain Hinawa and Maki! Oh, and you too, Akitaru." *pulls him down by the ear, whispers, angry* "Listen here, you gorilla--get those two together, alright?!" Akitaru: Q___Q "What the hell?! I'm a commanding off--" Tsukiyo: "Do it!" Akitaru: "Okay, okay!" -later- shinra: see you later relan! be safe! Relan: *nods, shuffling awkwardly* "Okay...G-Good night..." tamaki: *she smiles* Arthur: "...Cute couple, huh?" tamaki: yeah.... Arthur: "..." *brushes hand along hers* tamaki: *blush*....oh! c-commander shinmon, didnt you mention wanting to speak with the commander about something? Arthur: *stabbed in the chest with an arrow: TAMAKI-BLOCKED* Benimaru: "...Yes. I wanted to speak with your commander: I am prepared to speak with him about an alliance between our brigades." shinra: that's great! Benimaru: -_-; "Don't get too excited. This is just to talk. Where is Obi?" shinra: not sure, but he should be somewhere around the town. Benimaru: "Hmm...I'll make my rounds then. Please let my staff know..." shinra: sure thing. -on the roof as the sun sets, hiding in the dark is...- misora: he's coming this way! the show's about to begin....ah~ my heart's pounding just thinking about it~<3 "Akitaru": "Easy...Just give a good performance..." "Takehisa": "Don't screw it up." misora: i'll just be an observer for this...... "Akitaru": *nods* "Takehisa": "Hmph..." *crosses arms* Benimaru: *walking within sight* misora: *watching as benimaru comes down the street* "Akitaru": "We succeeded." Benimaru: "???" ("The Commander?") *follows the sound* *Benimaru peeks around the corner--and spots them* "Akitaru": "We managed to turn that old coot Kantaro into a Flame Being." Benimaru: "?!!!" Takehisa: "We can proceed with the next phase, transforming more villagers..." misora: *from the darkness....smirks* Benimaru: *stays hidden (so he thinks)...clenches his fist, grits his teeth* "Akitaru": *smiles* "Indeed. Let's get back to the festival...We'll take a short-cut." misora: *follows from the rooftops* *Akitaru and Takehisa disappear into the shadows* Benimaru: "..." *follows them, struggling to keep an eye on them from an alternate alley...* -the two seem to have vanished- Benimaru: "..." *clenches his fists, furious* -chatter can be heard in the street from two people...- Benimaru: "???" *furious, marching towards the location of those two people... -oubi and takehisa are talking, coming down with bags in hand- Akitaru: "I can't wait to try out this new protein powder!" Takehisa: "As if you need more muscles..." *spots Benimaru* Akitaru: "Commander! I wanted to compliment you on those desserts! I hope you don't mind that I tried one--" *BOOM* tamaki: !!! what the heck was that?! serina: fireworks? Arthur: "Awfully loud--and no light..." *BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!* *Akitaru and Takehisa are seen running* Akitaru and Takehisa: Q____Q "AAAAAAAH!" shinra: commander! what's going on?! tamaki: is it a flame human?! Takehisa: "BENIMARU IS ATTACKING! IT'S BECAUSE THE COMMANDER ATE ONE OF HIS DESSERTS!" Akitaru: "Shut up! I only ate one!" *Benimaru fires another blast--Akitaru tackles Takehisa out of the way, but the fireball explodes a building* maki: COMMANDER!! Takehisa: "Ugh...What is wrong with him?" Benimaru: *marching forward, charging up another blast* "...Traitors..." tamaki: HEY! WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?! shinra: *running to kick the fireball away* HYAH! Benimaru: *does not flinch, as the fireball sails past him and explodes in the sky* shinra: h-hey, come on now, im sure that granny can make you more daif- Benimaru: *aims, and fires at Shinra* shinra: !!! *kicks up* WOAH!! maki: this is bad... Tsukiyo: "Beni-chan! What the hell are you doing?!" *NOT!Akitaru and NOT!Takehisa look down from the roofs, in cloaks* Benimaru: "Those two...The 8th...They transformed Katarou into that monster!" tamaki:..........*looks up, getting a glimpse of their faces*.....!!! *mutters* what the fu- fang-hua: ?!?! shinra: !!!! what?! *Hoods leap away* Akitaru: *holds up his hands* "No we didn't!" Takehisa: *shakes his head "no"* "We would never do--" *Benimaru picks up a potted plant and hurls it at Takehisa* Takehisa: "...A plant?" *The plant catches on fire* Takehisa: O______O fang-hua: !!!! shinra: !!! COMMANDER! maki: TAKEHISA!! Takehisa: *pulls out his pistol and fires shots at the plant, causing it to explode--but knocking back him and Akitaru* Akitaru: "Oomph!" Benimaru: "Asakusa residents! These two--they were the ones who transformed our friend Kantarou! Do not let them escape alive!" maki: *taking position* i dont know where you got that idea, but we have nothing to do with what happened to katarou! Benimaru: *marches towards Maki* "Out of my way..." tamaki: yeah! where's your proof?! maki: *taking stance* Villager: "Kick her ass, Commander!" -from the roof, a woman watches- ???: "Progress?" misora: he's so angry.....such beautifully burning rage.....*squirming* ahhhhh.....that destructive fury....this much chaotic power.....that's what i love most about you, benimaru shinmon~<3 ???: "..." ("Jeez.") tamaki: *nekomata mode and charges* NYAAAH! Benimaru: *grabs Tamaki by her leg, swinging her* tamaki: !!!!! *bends forward and slaps him smack in the face* Benimaru: *smacked...turns slowly, fire burning in his eyes* tamaki: O-O;;;; oh boy. Benimaru: *pulls back his fist, clenches his jaw, and--* *SLASH* Arthur: *slices at Benimaru, who releases his grip on Tamaki* tamaki: !!! Arthur: *catches Tamaki, leaps back* "Are you okay?" tamaki: yeah...thanks. Arthur: *sets her down* "The Commander seems to favor his right side. Take him on the left, I'll take him on the right..." tamaki: right. Arthur: *takes Benimaru on the right* Benimaru: "..." Akitaru: *getting back on his feet* "Ugh, my head..." tamaki: *rushing for his left* Benimaru: *slams his foot down, knock up a piece of earth, which he hurls at Tamaki's face, before his fist slams into Arthur* tamaki: what the fu- *The ground explodes around Tamaki, knocking her back* *Arthur is slammed against the building's wall, a potted plant from above slamming onto his head* tamaki: uuugh.... Benimaru: *picks up a potted plant, hurling it at Maki* shinra: *charges forward and tries to kick it away* Benimaru: *while Shinra tries to kick, Benimaru rushes at Shinra, aiming for his other leg* shinra: !!!!! maki: !!!!!! Benimaru: *reaches Shinra, taking his leg and spinning him, tossing him at Maki* shinra: ack!! -CRASH- shinra: maki! you ok? maki: y-yeah, barely felt it. shinra: *frowns* Benimaru: *tosses another plant at Shinra and Maki* Takehisa: *aims his firearm at the plant...* *BANG* *Plant explodes just before reaching Maki and Shinra* maki: O-O; shinra: 0-0; Takehisa: *fires point-blank at Benimaru* *BANG BANG BANG* Benimaru: "A pea-shooter? Really? That's the best you have? So useless." Takehisa: "I know it is useless..." Benimaru: *redirects the bullets back at Takehisa, who barely moves yet still dodges each bullet* Takehisa: "..." *smirks* Benimaru: "???" *Someone is rushing at Benimaru from behind...* *Benimaru is tackled* maki: ?! Akitaru: *tackled Benimaru, having changed into his fireproof outfit* "Never." *punches Benimaru's face* "Touch." *punch* "My." *punch* "Team!" *punch* Benimaru: *catches the last punch, clenches his teeth...fire burning in his eyes* Akituar: O_O "Oh shi--" *PHWOOSH!* Akitaru: *knocked back across the ground* shinra: commander!! *Villagers have gathered to watch this fight--and are cheering on Benimaru* Villager #1: "Kill 'em, Beni-chan!" Villager #2: "Show them what we're about, Commander!" Tsukiyo: Q____Q "Not good not good not good..." hinata: where did big sis kohana go? hikage: last i saw she ran to the shrine... hinata: big sis bunny girl! go get konro! Tsukiyo: T_T "O-On it!" *hops up and away towards the Shrine...* tamaki: ....... Arthur: *holding his head* "Ugh..." Benimaru: *furious at Akitaru* "You killed Katarou...transformed him into that monster!" Akitaru: "We didn't! I didn't! We're trying to stop whoever is doing that!" Benimaru: *aims two fingers at Akitaru, charging an attack* Akitaru: "...So, I'll have to beat that answer into you, then..." *arms himself with a shield* shinra:...*grips fist* COME ON COMMANDER! YOU HAVE TO WIN! Arthur: "Defeat him, Sir Obi!" Benimaru: *fires his flame at Akitaru--who blocks and sends the flame up to the sky to dissipate* Benimaru: "??? How do you intend to win if you don't try to kill me?" Akitaru: " 'Kill you'?" *rushes at Benimaru* "I'm only human! I couldn't kill you if I wanted to!" Benimaru: *kicks into the shield, running up it--and kicks Akitaru in the head, knocking him to the ground* maki: oooh, that has to hurt! Akitaru: *struggling to stand up* Benimaru: *holds matois in the air, each one flaming and pointed at Akitaru* *Matois fire--but Akitaru blocks them with his shield* Akitaru: "Good aim...But I can still stand up to you..." *gets back on his feet* "...Because I train all day, every day!" *Akitaru pulls a grenade from his sleeve, tossing it at Benimaru--coating him in fire extinguisher foam...that solidifies around his body until he can't move* Takehisa: ._. "Um...That tech is still only in the developmental stage..." Akitaru: "...'Developmental'?" o_o; "Oh no..." *BOOM* *Benimaru explodes out of the foam, rushing at Akitaru and tackling him down, punching one fiery fist after another into Akitaru's chest* *Akitaru screams in pain* shinra: COMMANDER!! Benimaru: "I can't stand someone like you! Murderer! Weakling! You let another human transform like this! You sicken me, you bastard!" *pulls back one last fiery fist...* ???: commander, wait. *a soft, calm, but firm voice can be heard* Benimaru: "..." *holds back his punch* kirei: i understand you're angry, but wouldnt it be wise to hear their side of the story first? fang-hua: yeah. Konro: "...Benimaru...Young Master..." *disappointed dad voice* "What have you done?" Akitaru: *struggling to get up, smoke coming off his chest* serina: *rushing over* Akitaru: "Ow...Thank goodness for fire-proof clothes..." *small laugh--then grimaces in pain* Benimaru: "Konro! I heard them discussing, in the alley--they transformed K--" Konro: "Did you ask for their side?" *points at Maki* "Is this true? Was your commander in that alley?" Tsukiyo: Q___Q "Beni-chan, why...?" maki: of course not, he went to get milk. katarou's wife: it's true, toshio and i spoke with them in the shop. toshio: mr oubi showed me pictures in his wallet. Benimaru: "...That can't be true--" Konro: "You are calling Katarou's wife and son a liar...Young Master?" *glare* Akitaru: *struggling to stand, needing Shinra, Takehisa, and Maki to hold him up* tamaki:............i saw..... Takehisa: T_T "Too...heavy..." Konro: " 'Saw'?" tamaki:....two hooded figures on the roof....they...had commander oubi and commander hinawa's faces.... shinra: ?! misora:.......*vanishing into the dark* (thinking: she didnt mention me.....good girl...) Benimaru: "...People, who look like Four Eyes and Gorilla Face?" Akitaru, Takehisa, and Konro: -____-; Benimaru: "None of this makes any sense...Escort the Commander to medical. Keep him and Hinawa under arrest until we get answers..." shinra:......... maki: guess we're staying a little longer..... Benimaru: "Tsukiyo, escort the remaining members of the 8th back to their inn." *turns to depart...not even looking at Katarou's widow and son* Tsukiyo: *looks ashamed* "...Follow me..." tamaki: i'll go with the commander....to give my alibi. maki: if they're going, we're all going. shinra: right! Arthur: *nods* Tsukiyo: "Um...I think you have to break a law or something first, right?" Arthur: "..." *picks up a potted plant, smashes it against the ground* "I smashed a plant!" maki:......*PUNCHES TSUKIYO RIGHT IN THE FACE* Tsukiyo: *knocked to the ground* "Motherfucker! What the hell?!!!" shinra + tamaki: >->;;;; we're just gonna go in.... *follows* Arthur: "Your walls can't hold me in, man! Attica! Attica! Attica!" Tsukiyo: Q____Q "Why me?!" fang-hua: *drags them in* please stop... you're just embarrassing yourselves... Tsukiyo: *her nose is bleeding, as she follows them in, pushing Maki* "I'll get you for this, you ogre!" maki:........*sharp inhale* its not worth it maki Akitaru: "...I am so sorry--" Konro: "Forget it. We get this kind of thing all the time..." Konro: "After all, look at Tsukiyo--" Tsukiyo: "COULD EVERYONE JUST GET OFF MY CASE?!!" kabuki: *yaaaawn* what's all the commotion? *Buildings demolished, Tsukiyo's bleeding face glaring at him, Konro looking confused* Konro: "...You slept...through all of that?" kabuki: *he nods* Tsukiyo: "Benimaru tried to straight up kill the 8th, their commander and captain are under arrest, the rest of them demand to be arrested with them--AND MY NOSE IS BLEEDING! WAAH!" kabuki: oh? -and so, everyone gives their alibis- Arthur: "--And then I saw Benimaru running after Obi and Hinawa!" soldier: i see... soldier 2: *has a map of asakusa out* now commander, you say you saw them in this alley...*points* at what time did you see them talking? Benimaru: "The clocktower had said 7:15." soldier: and commander oubi, you were at the store for how long? and when did you enter? Akitaru: "The clock said 6:50 PM when we entered...We took maybe 5 minutes to get all items...Then I was comparing photos for about 10 minutes...I don't know when we exited." soldier: *looks at takehisa* Takehisa: "We exited at 7:22 PM by the clock in the shop. _He was showing photos for far longer than 10 minutes_." soldier:...i...see... Akitaru: "I-I have a lot of photos!" -later- soldier: we spoke with the shop keeper and katarou's wife, and the story checks out. Arthur: *blowing on a harmonica in the jail cell* Benimaru: "Hmph...Shape-shifters, now? That's the story we are to believe?" tamaki: i dont know if i believe it either....but i know what i saw! Benimaru: "...How reliable is the word of someone who left the 1st for the 8th?" Arthur: *stops playing, glaring* soldier 3: COMMANDER! WE FOUND SOMETHING! Benimaru: "???' Akitaru: "What is it?" Takehisa: -_-; "Wrong commander, sir..." soldier: we found this in the alley. *places a red, cross like object on the table* Akitaru: "!!!" Benimaru: "..." *puts on a glove, then picks it up* "...From one of our factories..." shinra: !!! fang-hua: commander?? Akitaru: "This was the same type of cross found on one of the 8th's first missions..." Arthur: "..." *shudders* "Oh no..." maki: yeah, noz- Akitaru: "Our investigations here were to find the location of this cross--the factory that made it, whether someone here was involved in the artificial creation of Flame Humans." Benimaru: "...You withheld this information from us..." maki:.... Akitaru: "I'm sorry. If the factory associated with these Flame Beings was located here, we had to vet you as well." Konro: *nods* "Sounds reasonable." Benimaru: "Hmph." kabuki: what will we do now commander? shinra: if you need time to consider helping us, we'll leave you be and let you call us back if needed. Benimaru: "...I want guards outside their inn..." shinra:......*looks at oubi* Akitaru: *nods* "Very well. I am sorry all of this is happening..." -at the inn- shinra: i guess we're going home until further notice then? Takehisa: "It is for the best...We'll return when they are ready for us to do so." shinra: understood.... tamaki: will we be taking classes again then? Takehisa: "Yes...although judging by this brigade, I would not be surprised if its members kept a close eye on you." tamaki: *sigh* -morning- iris:..!! commander! shinra! *she hugs him* shinra: hey iris, i missed you! nozomi: commander, welcome back. Akitaru: *deep breath, a little wheezing* "Hey...Good to see you safe." *smiles* miwa: oi! akitaru! great to see you!...now, im gonna warn you, hibana did a bit of....'redecorating' but i made sure to fix a lot of it so it isnt as bad as it was....your office is safe, dont worry. Akitaru: "Um...Thanks? ...How bad are we talking in terms of damage?" Takehisa: "...Oh boy." shinra: *goes in......* AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!! *faints, foaming* iris: SHINRA!! *goes to get him some ice* Akitaru: "!!! Shinra!" *runs into the room* "...You have to be kidding me." tamaki:.....wow. my words fail me. maki:..... 0-0;;;;; *Mural of multiple Hibana's on the wall, worshipping her, her face on all the pillows, a chandelier...* Takehisa: "...The chandelier is nice, though." shinra: this is terrifying. Q____Q Akitaru: "...THAT DAMN PRINCESS!!!" maki:....commander....you miiight not want to see your bedsheets.... *Takehisa moves a lamp--which causes the chandelier to pull up and be replaced by a disco ball and loud music* Akitaru: "..." *storms up to his bedroom* "...OH GOD!" Arthur: "...Please tell me no one went into my bedroom...or looked under my bed..." iris: at least the rest of our bedrooms are untouched. *A loud sigh is heard, as someone walks out of the bathroom in a robe* Rino: "Man, after all that clean up work, I'm--" *spots the 8th* "...Oh, you're those guys." shinra: *darts to his room and hides* Q-Q maki:...is she a new recruit? Rino: *spots Maki* "..." -_-; "I'm Hibana's new whipping girl. You. You have weird tasks, ma'am." maki: ???? Takehisa: "???" Rino: "Hey, Iris, I finished recalibrating the furnaces. Did the 5th already leave without me?" iris: they should be back soon.... miwa: i'll keep akitaru from murdering her. Rino: "Okay, I'm going to change..." *poins at Maki* "Keep that one away while I do! Sick fuck!" *goes back into the bathrooms* maki: ?!?! what did i even do?! ..oh.... OH CRAP!!! *goes to her room* Hibana: "I'm back~ Oh! And so are you all! How was your trip?" *looks around* "Where are Shinra and the Gorilla?" shinra: *cowering under his bed clutching his action figure* Q~Q Takehisa: "..." *turns off the disco ball and music* "Hibana, these decorations...You are not charging us, are you?" Hibana: "No...Not unless you all want to pay--" *Everyone*: "No!" Rino: *comes out, fully dressed* "Hey, Boss Bitch. We done here?" Hibana: *slaps Rino across the head* iris: sister!! Rino: -_-; "I mean...What ever can I do for you, Princess?" Hibana: *smiles* "Please carry my bags out to the limo~" Rino: *growls, mutters* "I'll carry your bags, you old bag..." *grumbling* Hibana: *smiles at Iris* "It was good to see all of you again~ Enjoy the decorations! Tell Shinra to enjoy the special gift I left for him, Relan, and Iris~" gabriella: i feel like i forgot something- Akitaru: *tearing sheets off the bed* "I'll just burn these and--" *something falls off the sheets...and onto his head* "...I am going to light my head on fire now...* *LOUD SCREAM FROM AKITARU'S ROOM* tamaki:.........................................???? iris:...... O_____________O sister, you didnt. Hibana: "You'll remember it when we're back home, dear~" *pats Gabriella's bottom--and notices...* "Oh, my~" Hibana: "Hee hee...Just a little fun, Iris." *winks* tamaki: ugh, get a room. and not the commanders -_-; Arthur: "...This used to be the normal brigade..." shinra: *notices something with a card* Card: "A small gift for you, Relan, and Iris, courtesy of your 'Mama Hibana'--your 'Hi-mama,' if you will. xoxo" shinra:............*he opens it*..................................... *Inside are various items, including Hibana Brand furry handcuffs* shinra:.......*puts the lid back on*..................... *single tear* -later he buried the box, had iris bless the ground, and spend 30 minutes in the shower and 30 minutes in confession- -at school- Kid: T_T stocking: it'll only be two days kid, i'll be fine, i promise. *kiss* Kid: *nods* "I know...These are tears of happiness for when you get back..." stocking: try to be safe while im gone, ok? Kid: *nods* "I will keep up on my medication, I will stay calm, and I will be here when you return. I love you." stocking: *smoooch* hehe~ -at the bus- stocking: rin! hey! *high-fives!* Rin: *high five back* "How's it going?" stocking: good, looking forward to the trip, what im not looking forward to is- Mr. Angel: "Demon 1. Demon 2." stocking:....triple A batteries. *forced smile* how. nice. to see you. ^^ <3 *on the inside, she is so pissed* Rin: -_-; "Douche Lord." Mr. Angel: "I expect you two to be on your best behavior--or you'll have to contend with me." Rin: *pats Stocking's shoulder* "We're not going to let this jackass ruin our week, right?" stocking: of course not! *thumbs up* luna: they're rather close. student: i think they're cousins? stocking: o-o; *is technically rin's niece* sure.....cousins.....yeah... Rin: -__-; "I feel old..." stocking: we'll you're two years younger than me, so... ^^; Rin: "Yeah...I mean, I wasn't saying you're old or anything..." *small smirk* "Although, I am wondering when I get to call Kid 'Mr. Stocking'." stocking: oh shush you! *chop* Rin: "Ha ha!" -elsewhere- Yohei: "...Well, everyone seems more lovey-dovey around here..." Shinoda: -\\\\\\- setsuna: *not even bothered* -elsewhere- Black Star: "Feeling better?" tsubaki: yes, much better. ???: *shuffling along the halls* Black Star: *spots someone* "Hey, who's that?" tsubaki:....chrona? lilac: *nervous* Black Star: "Maybe...CRONA! LOVE THE NEW HAIR!" lilac: *trembling and curled up* mami: ??? Black Star: "??? Mami, what's up with Crona?" mami: chrona's right here. *points* Black Star: "...Crona, you got a twin?" lilac: *trembling* Crona: "??? Oh! I met you early!" *holds out hand* "I'm Crona." lilac: um....i-im..i-im lilac...*meekly shakes* Crona: "You're new to the school? I-It's kinda scary, but there are some kind people here." lilac: i-its big....lots of p-people... tsubaki: my name is tsubaki, nice to meet you. lilac: !!! that's.....a very nice name, ma'am. Black Star: "I'm Black Star! If anyone is harrassing you, just let me know--I'LL KICK THEIR ASSES!" lilac: o-oh..ok -later- Kid: *stirring spoon through his soup* ):> liz: cheer up kiddo, she'll be back tomorrow night! Kid: *nods* "A long 24 hours..." liz: why dont we go to the library and look at butterfly books? Kid: *twitch* "...I...would like that." liz: ..... Kid: "??? Are you okay?" liz: of course, come on, eat up kiddo. Kid: *smiles, his appetite returning* -elsewhere- mana: opening more rooms? chie: that's the plan. Yohei: "Doesn't hurt to have a few more dollars coming in, and another few hands to help with chores." mana: ah, i see. Yohei: "Anyone reply to the housing ad yet?" chie: not yet, but maybe soon. Yohei: "Well, I'll be around to help interview. Mana, I'll need some help with cleaning out some rooms we were using for storage..." mana: *salutes* on it! chie: i also made some 'house rules/warnings' so they know what they're getting in to... Yohei: "...Shotaro and Emine will require at least two pages. Each." chie: ^^; Yohei: *looking over rules* "How you feel about people bringing pets in?" chie: maybe, but im worried emine might do something to them...if we do, we'll have to make sure there are ground rules for emine to follow too. Yohei: "Don't now how to convince him to follow them. Maybe have to do a reward/punishment system, like a carrot and the stick..." -elsewhere- Hibana: "Hello, you lowly worms! Your goddess has returned!" Kishiri: *holding ice over his groin, weakly waves* "Hey, boss..." angels: welcome home princess!! Hibana: *smiles* "Ladies, good to see you...Kishiri, what happened to you?" Kishiri: -_-; "Crazy girl got into a fight with me and Vivian." gabriella: let me guess, you doing your usual thing? Kishiri: *anger twitch* "I DIDN'T START THIS! That crazy former gang member did!" Hibana: *sweatdrop* "...'Gang member'? Gabriella...It's them..." gabriella: them? as in- Hibana: "Those crazy blaze gangsters!" *slams fist against a wall* "Those bitches!" gabriella: hibana!! *making sure hibana didnt hurt her fist too much* Hibana: T_T "Those gangsters piss me off..." *pouts* "Kiss my knuckles and make them feel better?" gabriella: of course! angels: *sweatdrop* (thinking: so much for fraternization rules....) Hibana: -\\\\- "Kishiri, you will give a full report to Gabriella. Let's keep an eye on these fuckers..." -elsewhere- Relan: *waves at Shinra and Iris in library* iris: hey relan! shinra: hey rel! how're you doing? Relan: "Okay. Can't wait to see how I do in gym!" shinra: we'll be rooting for you! Relan: *smiles* "Thank you both. How has everything been in the 8th? How was the festival? I texted but--" shinra: ah! *checks his phone* iris: we'll check right now! Relan's text: [how was the festival? you coming back to classes soon?] Relan: *shy head scratch, smile* "I just wanted to check in with you both. Back to classes, then?" shinra: yeah. had fun at the festival too. Relan: "That's good. So, the meetings there went well?" shinra: more or less. Relan: *smiles* "The Commander Benimaru seemed to really like you." shinra: yeah, although nothing's concrete yet, so we'll have to wait and see. (thinking: i shouldnt worry him...) Relan: *nods* "Iris, I heard that...um...the 8th was redecorated?" iris:......*excalibur face* to an extent..... Relan: "??? I'm not that great at interior design, so I imagine someone as fashionable as Hibana didn't do terribly..." shinra:......*triggered* *screaming on the inside* QwQ;; Relan: "!!! Shinra?" shinra: im okaaaay. -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "Hmm...It's those new students again." kim: ?? Jun: "Yo." yumikage: hey. Tsurugi: "How are you, Jackie and...Kimberly?" kim: just kim. Tsurugi: "Well, Jackie, Kim, where were you two ladies heading?" -in the woods- stocking: *pitching a tent* Rin: "Got it okay?" stocking: yeah luna: nice job! Rin: "Well, better get to cooking. Stocking, I made sure to figure out something sweet to cook on campfire." stocking: thanks ^^ Mr. Angel: "...Tent is crooked." *keeps walking* Rin: -_-; stocking: *studies it* perfectly symmetrical i think... Rin: *smiles* "Kid would be pleased." Mr. Angel: "Fufufu...The reaper...Such a silly fixation..." stocking: *glares* shura: come on artie, lay off. *bwap* Mr. Angel: *frowns* "Fine...Okumura, finish the meal and make it palatable." Rin: "..." *sneers* "Of course..." stocking: *whispers* you're gonna spit in his food, arent you? Rin: *whispers* "Please...I'm not gross..." *pulls out a small box of "X-Lax"* stocking: *griiiins* -elsewhere- Akitaru: *grumbling* "Now I have to order a new bed..." maki: it's ok commander. *pats back*.....at least your pictures made it out unscathed. Akitaru: *horrible thought of Hibana putting her face over the image of his daughter and wife* Q_Q "Indeed...I'll just have to wait for replacement bed to arrive. I guess I'm on the couch tonight or bunking with Takehisa--" Takehisa: -_-; maki:......*shuddering with joy* Akitaru: "??? You two okay?" Takehisa: "...I have clean-up to do, including dealing with that mural..." maki: huehuehuehuehue~ Akitaru: "Well, when you're done with that, I'll help you with the inspection...bunk mate!" Takehisa: "Oh, lord..." -elsewhere- Anya: *stretching for gym* ochako: *streeetch* Izuku: *bouncing in place, ready to run...* EF: on your marks....get set.....go! Izuku: *keeping a good pace, but well behind Ochako* Anya: *keeping up with Izuku* Relan: *just right behind the two of them* iris: you can do it relan! Relan: *pacing himself until the final stretch...and starts to push himself further* ("I can do this!") *Relan is catching up to Anya...* -and so- shinra: you did great! Relan: *panting, smiling* "Th-Thanks...Woo, that was a challenge." Izuku: "Great work, Ochako!" ochako: thanks ^^ Izuku: "That was one powerful burst of speed!" Anya: *pouts* tsugumi: 4th isnt that bad, anya. ^^; Anya: "I wanted to be further along than that..." ao: there's always next time ^^ Anya: "Hmph..." Relan: "??? She seems...annoyed. Did I do that? Oh no..." iris: it's ok relan Relan: *nods fervently* "I-I better go shower and change..." -elsewhere- Konro: *groans* fang-hua: feeling any better, commander? Konro: "A bit...I'm just glad I didn't get too involved in that battle..." fang-hua:....commander shinmon's really been on edge today.....after last night, i cant blame him, but i cant blame the 8th either....i just have this gut feeling they're telling the truth... Konro: *nods* "Something is not right...but you know how stubborn the Commander is." fang-hua: perhaps........you've really known him a long time, havent you commander? Konro: *nods* "Long before we even had a fire brigade." fang-hua:....ah. Konro: "..." *looks at his ashy skin* "It was a battle that gave me this...and made Benimaru the future commander." fang-hua: ...... Konro: "I gave up my safety, and my ability, to prevent Benimaru from being attacked by that...demon. And now, the very creation of such a Flame Being may be from our own home..." fang-hua: that's a pretty scary thought.... Konro: "The red cross...any indication where it was made?" fang-hua: not to my knowledge, no... Konro: "Then we keep searching. Please try to keep morale up among the village, but tamp down on the threats...A lot of people here are less trusting of the 8th now." fang-hua: i'll see what i can do....tsukiyo and i...still believe in them.... Konro: *nods* "I know you will go where your heart and mind takes you." -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: (in class) Q____Q tamaki: usada? why're you here? keeping an eye on us? Tsukiyo: "..." *nods* "I'm sorry. It's just...this is all confusing." shinra: how do you think _we_ feel about this?..... Tsukiyo: "..." *looks down, ashamed* "I know...I didn't want this to happen...You all seem fun and friendly..." shinra: thanks...i think... Tsukiyo: "Who do you think could be behind this? Why would someone want to turn the 7th against the 8th?" shinra:.... -he explains the situation about the preacher, but leaves out the part about his brother- Tsukiyo: "...I'm sorry...What you two [Shinra and Tamaki] have gone through...Good thing you have each other." tamaki:....you implying something? Tsukiyo: "...Well, you're siblings, right?" tamaki + shinra: NO! Tsukiyo: "...Oh. But your hair, faces, and that creepy twin simultaneous speech thing--" tamaki: *elbows shinra* shinra: god why! Q-Q Tsukiyo: "..." *loud sigh of relief* "Good...'Cause I am so not into twincest..." tamaki: *headlocks shinra* shinra: GRK- TAMAKI LET GO!! D8> Tsukiyo: O____O Relan: *calm voice* "Is there a problem here?" iris: *chops tsukiyo* bad tsukiyo, bad. Tsukiyo: "Ow! What did I do?! Why is everyone in the 8th now hitting me?!" -elsewhere- Kid: *looking at photos of butterflies* "This one looks just like her..." liz: ...... Kid: "..." *goofy Charlie Brown smile and hearts appearing over his head* "I am going to marry that girl..." liz: we know kiddo, we know -__-; Kid: "Cupcakes with butterfly decorations served at the reception..." *he is now literally floating in the air...* liz: KID! *Other people are staring* Everyone else: o_o; Kid: *suddenly collapses onto the floor* "...Ow." liz: *sweatdrop* honestly kid.... Kid: "..." *awkwardly crawls back into his seat, tries to resume dignified posture and poise...and fails to notice his hair is a mess and that he is holding the book upside down* -elsewhere- Rin: "Alright, food's ready!" stocking: awesome! -several students eat- student: so delicious~! Rin: -\\\\- "Aw, it was nothin'..." Mr. Angel: "Hmph. Flavor is lacking, over-cooked..." *Stomach gurgling* student: wow, you're tongue musnt work, teach. cause this is really good! Rin: "Thanks, Stocking!" Mr. Angel: *looking pained* "My...tongue is fine...This food is...is..." *groans* stocking: no problem. Mr. Angel: "..." *clutches his stomach* "I HAVE TO GO!" *stumbling to get up and run into the forest* shura: jeez, what a baby. Rin: *struggling to hold in laughter* -elsewhere- Jacqueline: "Those new students still seem...bizarre." kim: yeah... Jacqueline: "...Kim? I didn't get to thank you for...helping me with Thanksgiving issues..." kim: its fine, anything for my partner, right? Jacqueline: *nods* "I just...feel like I owe you. I was so scared..." kim: its ok. Jacqueline: "..." *pats her hand* kim: *smiles* Jacqueline: "Maybe...I could treat you? Dessert?" kim: sure, that sounds good. Jacqueline: "Then let's get going..." *takes Kim's hand to lead the way* -elsewhere- Emine: "...Why do we need more tenants? And why should I have to change my behavior to accommodate them?" chie: we have plenty of rooms... *she looks at yohei* besides, we arent asking you to change completely, but try not to go _too_ overboard in your bad deeds, ok? Yohei: *nods* "I already had to disable some of your 'tricks' around here..." Emine: "Like the bubble gum bomb?" Yohei: "...The what?" *BOOM* mono: GET ME OUT OF HERE!! Assi: "Mono! I'll save you! ... Um...Now my hands are stuck..." Yohei: -_-; "...I think freezing the gum may make it easier to shatter it off..." -elsewhere- Black Star: "Pumpkin pie, pumpkin fries, pumpkin cupcakes, pumpkin coffee..." tsubaki: still quite a bit left over from halloween ._.; Black Star: "But so tasty!" *giggles* "Can't wait for Thanksgiving." tsubaki: so what did you want to do for it? Black Star: "Anyone staying around Death City in need of a dinner?" tsubaki: i'll have to see. Black Star: "Maybe Mifune and his kids? Or Kilik?" tsubaki: sounds good. -elsewhere- Hibana: *seated at her desk, underneath piles of late paperwork* T_T "I didn't realize how much I missed having to cover for the 8th, too..." gabriella: would you like some assistance? princess? Hibana: *nods* "Yes. I don't even know which papers are due first, so let's sort them..." *hands half to Gabriella* -elsewhere- Relan: "..." shinra: you ok? Relan: "Just worried...for you and Iris. I worry a lot about things." shinra: well, we're here for you, ok? *holds his hand* Relan: *nods* "I just...want you both to keep being there...overall. Not hurt or...worse." shinra:.....*hug* i understand. Relan: *hugs back* -at the campground in the tent- stocking: zzzzz..... *A small clicking sound is heard* stocking: mmn? *A silhouette of a fox can be seen outside the tent, in the moonlight* stocking: a fox? well, it is a park....*she goes back to sleep* Fox: "..." *pulls up the zipper to the tent...* stocking: ?! what the fu-?! Fox: *nuzzles against Stocking's hand, licking it* stocking: um.....hi? .w.;;;; Fox: *panting like a puppy, nuzzling against her* stocking:...*awkward petting* Fox: *rests head along her lap* stocking: ^^; Fox: >w< "...Mr. Mephisto was right--you are kind." stocking: !! oh...i see ^^; Fox: "He asked me to come here to make sure you were safe. Are you okay? And can you rub my belly?" stocking: im doing fine *pet pet* ....*sad smile, remembering her pet cat from private school*........... Fox: "...You seem a little sad." stocking: just remembering something from the past..... Fox: *nods* "Do you want me to leave?" stocking: i do have to go to sleep. but im glad i had some company. *she smiles* thanks, and let my dad know im doing well. Fox: *smiles* "On it! Good night, ma'am." *exits* -morning- Mr. Angel: *groaning in his tent* "Damn these brats..." Rin: ^_^ stocking: *streeetch* morning everyone~! Rin: "Morning! Sleep alright?" Mr. Angel: *glaring at Rin and Stocking from his tent* stocking: yeah. Rin: *notices something on Stocking...plucks a bit of fur off her shoulder* "The heck?" stocking: yeah, one of dad's familiars visited. ^^; Rin: "Really? Was it a cat?" stocking: a fox actually. Rin: "Cool! A guardian angel for you!" stocking: i guess, haha ^^ Rin: "I was just making campfire coffee--want some?" stocking: sure. -elsewhere- liz: kid? you up? Kid: *praying before shrine* liz: kid? Kid: O-O "I'M NOT DOING ANYTHING!" liz: O-O;;;;; i'll just....let you do your thing..*closes the door* O_O;;;; Kid: o________o "...I should lock that door..." doll:......................................................... Kid: "..." *picks up Stocking doll, gives it a small kiss on the forehead* "Be safe on your return, my love." -elsewhere- Arthur: "Maki, you see the Commander? His bedroom is empty--not even a bed." maki: he's bunking with commander hinawa.....*drools* shinra: he's replacing his bed....i'd have done the same thing. tamaki: since most of it was worth a lot, we're auctioning the 'hibana furniture' online. we've made quite a bit with it! Arthur: "Really? What're you doing with the money, you know, aside from replacing stuff in the Commander's room?" *handing a tissue to Maki for her drool* tamaki: maybe fix some stuff that's still broken, maybe get more stuff for ourselves too! Arthur: "SUIT OF ARMOR, SUIT OF ARMOR!" shinra: -_-; Akitaru: "Morning, everyone!" *beaming happily* Takehisa: *exhausted, looking ready to murder someone* shinra: morning commander! maki: morning~ Arthur: "...Hinawa, sir? Are you o--" Takehisa: *death glare* Arthur: o_____o *hides behind Tamaki* tamaki: commander? O-O; Takehisa: "...Coffee. Donuts. Lots of coffee and donuts. Now..." tamaki: right away! maki: *goes with her* nozomi: good morning everyone. Akitaru: "Good morning, Nozomi. How was sleep?" nozomi: it went well... shinra:...was it me, or was my room a bit spacier? iris: sister expanded your bedrooms too. shinra: seriously? Arthur: "...How? Wouldn't that compromise the load-bearing walls and cause the roof to fall in on...us?" *looks up, scared* tamaki:....what? shinra: *kick kick* looks pretty sturdy.... Takehisa: >__< "If the rooms were bigger, why did my bed still feel so cramp?" Akitaru: "I thought it was comfy and cozy--" Takehisa: "Your big arms knocked me out of the bed--five times!" Arthur: (" 'Bigger room'? I could get a bigger bed...one big enough for me and...") >\\\\\\\\< maki: *NOSEBLEEDS* Arthur: -_-; *holds up another tissue to Maki* -later that evening- stocking: kid! im home! Kid: *kitten leap into her arms* "Angel!" *hug* stocking: hehe~ you really missed me, huh kiddo? Kid: *nods* :3 "Did you have a good trip? Are you okay?" stocking: yeah. *she tells him about the trip* Kid: *serving tea to her with a cupcake* "A fox familiar?" stocking: yeah. im glad to see my dad's looking out for me in little ways like that. *she smiles* Kid: *smiles* "Sounds like Rin as well. I wish I had been there to see Mr. Angel's face when his 'stomach problems' began." stocking: *evil grins* Kid: *chuckles* "...I missed you. A lot." stocking: aww *kiss* Kid: -\\\\\- *holds her hand* stocking: *hug* Kid: *returns the hug* "Mmm...You're so huggable." -elsewhere- Shinoda: "Okay, I finished re-painting the room. Amazing the power of apples~" ((referring to his speed and strength at painting so quickly)) mana: not bad. nea: must this room be so....dark? chie: the tenant prefers darker places... Shotaro: "I bought the black-out curtains! And I got the low-light lamps they wanted!" chie: *she smiles* good job showtaro *hair ruffle* Shotaro: "Hee hee..." Assi: *hair is noticeably much shorter* T_T "Stupid bubblegum..." mono: 7n7 *in a change of clothes* Zuno: *waves at Mana* "Hi, Mana!" *sees Mono* "...Why are there two Mana's?" mono: im mono! MO-NO! >n< Zuno: "...Oh. Right...You just look a lot like her in her clothes...Why _are_ you in her clothes? Is it clothes-swapping day?" Emine: "..." *devlish grin* "Yes..." -elsewhere- Hibana: *stretches* "Paperwork...complete!" gabriella: phew, im beat. Hibana: "I want a hot shower, a hot dinner, and sleep." -some days later- Wes: *in limo, being driven...* "...Ready for this?" soul: *sighs* yeah, as ready as i'll ever be.... *looks at stein* liz: you're gonna be ok, soul... Stein: "...You'll get through this." soul: *he nods* Wes: *sees the mansion approaching* "...We're here." Stein: "...Damn. Big." soul: *breathes* Wes: *pats Soul's back* soul: ok...im ready. *Limo pulls into the mansion...The chauffer opens the door, as quartet exit and approach the door, where a butler welcomes them inside* soul:...... Stein: *looking at the artwork...musical instruments under glass* soul: not much has changed about the place... Wes: "Yeah...but we have..." liz: even after years of living in gallows manor, i feel so out of place.... Stein: *shudders a little* "Chilly." soul:....... Butler: "Young Masters...Your parents are ready to greet you." soul:..... *looks at wes* Wes: *nods* "Thank you." *looks to Soul and Liz* "Ready? Or do you need a little longer?" liz: im ready. soul:.....yeah, no more running. *They follow the Butler into a large den, with a framed family painting over the fireplace...Their parents are seated there* nora:......... James: "Wes...Soul..." soul: dad. Wes: *gulps* "H-Hello, Mother. Father." nora: ......!!!! my...my baby boy....*she hugs him tightly, practically hysterical* my baby boy my baby boy my baby boy.... Wes: o___o soul: !!.... *hug* hey mom... James: "..." *awkward walk up to Soul...pats shoulder* "Hello." soul:........ James: "...Soul." soul:......hey. liz:....*ahem* Wes: "!!! Um, Mother, Father? This is Liz Thompson, my girlfriend." liz: hi. *meek wave* nora:.....hello.... James: "...Hello." *looks at Wes, his eyes looking rather hard* Wes: "!!!" liz: a pleasure to meet you, mr evans. *extends hand, nervous* James: *firm handshake* "Quite." liz: ^^;;;; (thinking: god please let this go smoothly!) -meanwhile- mephisto: so whats new with you, kiddo? Kid: "I have been preparing for the next steps in helping Father lead the Academy, after graduation. And other steps..." mephisto: ah, i see. interested in telling me? Kid: o\\\\\o "Um..." Kid: "...I intend to propose marriage to your daughter." mephisto: well it's about damn time! in otherwords, yes, but _after_ graduation! Kid: "O-Of course! yes!" *takes Mephisto's hands* "Thank you, sir! Thank you!" *kisses Mephisto's hands* mephisto: oh my~ it's my daughter you're marrying not me! Kid: o\\\\\o "R-Right!" *lets go of Mephisto's hands* ("...Jeez, now I know where Stocking's soft hands come from...") -elsewhere- Black Star: *wearing a "Kiss the Chef" apron and finishing up sweet potatoes* angela: yay! they're ready! Black Star: "Yep! Just need that bird...Tsubaki, how's the turkey looking?" tsubaki: it's doing well. -later, elsewhere- Akitaru: "Mmmm~ Tasty!" shinra: *nom nom* tamaki: so yummy~ =u= Arthur: *scarfing up potatoes and gravy* nozomi: i heard a school concert is later in the week... Arthur: "Oh?" *gravy dripping down his face* iris: *hands him a napkin* Relan: "Th-That should be entertaining." Arthur: -_-; *takes napkin* "Thank you." *pats his mouth* tamaki: hmm, nice. Takehisa: "Doesn't the concert feature that musician, Licst?" maki: licht todoroki, SQUEEEEEEE~!! Takehisa: "...???" *jealousy alarm going off* Arthur: "Who?" Relan: -\\\\\- "Licht Todoroki..." iris: oh! he's that piano player, right? Akitaru: "Huh? You mean that boy with the sharp teeth who looks like Shinra?" shinra: no, that kid with the sharp teeth is someone else. nozomi: *looking it up on her phone* Licht Jekylland Todoroki, no relation to Enji Todoroki, is a half japanese half austrian piano prodigy. it's said his preformances are enough to bring its listeners to tears. Relan: "His music is quite moving..." *flashbacks to listening to it alone in his room* maki: and he's sooo dreamy~<3 >///< shinra:.... 7///7; i guess he's attractivish.... Relan: -\\\\\- Takehisa: "..." ("No one even complimented my yams...") shinra: .... (thinking: stupid sexy piano player! >//////< ) iris:...the yams are delicious sir! Relan: "!!!" *holds Shinra's hand* Takehisa: "..." *serious face, loud voice* "Thank you! I am glad the meal was satisfactory!" shinra: *flustered* thanks rel. Relan: *smiles* "How about you, Iris, and me go to the concert, enjoy some music?" iris: that sounds lovely! Takehisa: "..." Takehisa: "...Maki! Would you be interested in going with me to the school concert?" maki: sure! Takehisa: -\\\\- "Very good, then!" Relan: ._. *whispers to Shinra and Iris* "He has it _bad_." shinra + iris: no kidding. Akitaru: "Okay, I hope you all made room for dessert!" -elsewhere- Patty: *playing with Julie* "What sound does a turkey make?" julie: *gobbling* hehe! shiori: gabu gabu! Patty: *claps hands* "Correct!" *giggles* Yumi: *patting her belly* "So full..." lord death: *cleaning dishes* kirika: *playing games with riley* Yumi: *smiles* "Big family, huh?" lord death: indeed. Patty: "I haven't heard from Kid, Liz, or Stocking. Hope they're alright." lord death: i'm sure they're fine. Patty: "Hope so..." *smiles* "At least they'll have leftovers when they get home!" -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *relaxes in chair, content* "Good meal." kim: yeah. Jacqueline: *smiles at Kim* "I wonder how 'Jackie' is doing with her parents..." -elsewhere- Gopher: .w. "Enjoyable meal. Thank you, Mother, Father." papa du pre: likewise. Mama DuPre: *sipping on wine* "Hmm. The meat was a bit dry." *studying "Jacqueline"* Gopher: .v.; papa du pre: so how have your studies come along? Gopher: "I'm doing well! I received highest marks in all classes last semester!" ("Thank goodness I memorized Jacqueline's report cards.") papa du pre: excellent! Mama DuPre: "...What rank are you in your class?" Gopher: ("...Crap!") "T-Top five percent, Mother." Mama Dupre: "But not Number One?" Gopher: .w.;;;;;;;;;; -elsewhere- James: *staring at Soul* "..." soul:.... *not saying anything* James: "...You're tall." soul: yeah, that's kinda what happens when you get older. James: "Indeed. Wherever you are living must be keeping you healthy." soul: it sure is. James: "Hmm...Which continent?" soul: ..... James: "Your accent sounds American." soul: really? i never would'a guessed. James: "...Are you someplace safe?" soul: the safest place i know.... James: "...Are you happy?" soul: happier than i ever was. James: "...Then I am happy for you." soul:...*weak smile* how's grandma? James: *small laugh* "Vacationing in the Bahamas, of all places." soul: ah. James: "...Are you healthy? Are you getting regular check-ups?" liz: *struggling to find a topic to discuss* soul: yes dad. nora: *still hugging soul, trembling* James: -_-; "Please, Nora, this is unseemly and overly emotional..." Wes: Q_Q; "Such a beautiful family reunion..." *sniff* maid: mr evans, please understand, it's been a while since young master soul has been here, let her at least enjoy this.... James: "...I am not heartless. I just want to be reasonable." Wes: Q____Q *holds Liz's hand* liz: ^^; James: *glances at Wes and Liz, sees the hand-holding* "How long have you been dating my son, Elizabeth?" liz: about 3-4 years now. James: "Hmmm...How is Wes behaving? Appropriately?" Wes: ._.; liz: of course! Wes: "...Where did you meet?" liz: well... liz: i go to a very exclusive private collage! OwO *looks at wes* Wes: *nods* "I teach there." James: "You are dating your student?" liz: IMALEGALADULT! soul: >->;;;; Wes: o____O liz: ..... *sinks into her chair* ./////. James: "...What is the name of your school?" soul: *sweats* Wes: "The...Star Academy for Exceptional Students?" James: "..." soul: *excalibur face* James: "I've heard of this school. It's in the northwestern United States, right, Elizabeth?" liz: yeah..... owo James: "Nora and I have an estate up there. We will have to visit your school the next time we are there. Perhaps for Christmas." liz: that sounds...lovely. OwO;;; soul: sounds great.... Wes: "...Yes." *screaming internally* James: "Soul, tell me a bit about this school." soul: some of the brightest minds of this generation attend! *mentally laughs as he mentally digs his own grave* James: "Then I'm happy students like you and Elizabeth are in attendance, and that Wes is a teacher. But if this is such an important school, why have I not heard of it?" liz + soul: *forced smile* *sweats* Stein: *returns, with drinks* "The Academy is very exceptional, so few know of it." *hands out drinks* "Sorry, I got lost in this labyrinthine estate." nora: ???? Stein: *hands a drink to Nora* "I am a teacher there as well, and your children are in good hands." *twists the screw in the side of his head* James: ._. *staring at the screw* nora: doesnt...that hurt? Stein: *sneer* "Immensely..." Wes: "..." *nervous laugh* "Oh, Professor--you are such a laugh riot!" *nervous laugh* James: *glaring at Stein* soul: OwO;;;;;; -music is playing from the screw?- James: "What the devil?!" Stein: "...Not a fan? I could switch to classical..." liz: ._____.;;;; Wes: "...Could you just turn it off, _Professor_?" *death glare* Stein: "..." *twists screw to turn off music* James: *deep, loud inhale* soul:...........dad- James: "Professor Stein, what exactly do you teach?" Stein: "...Biology." James: "Soul. Why did you bring this man here for Thanksgiving? Is he your lover?" soul: HE'S MY TEACHER! D8< James: "Who brings their teacher to Thanksgiving, except for evidently your brother's girlfriend?" Wes: *anger twitch* soul: *scythe blade* knock it off! nora: !! James: "What the hell?!" Wes: "Soul, no!" Stein: *grips Soul's wrist* "Revert. Now." soul:.....*changes back*...........*he doesnt take his eyes off james* James: *shrinking away from Soul, fear on his face* soul: yeah...that's right...i'm a goddamn weapon! what the fuck were you expecting, some kind of monster?! James: "...H-How is that even possible? You don't have weapons for...parents..." Wes: "..." *struggling to take a step forward to intervene* nora: *hyperventilating* Wes: "!!! Mother!" Stein: *doctor mode* "Relax, ma'am. I'm a doctor." nora: its all my fault.....all my fault...all my fault..... James: "Nora!" *rushes to her side* soul: mom!!! Stein: (" 'My fault'? ...Oh no...") Wes: *immobilized* nora: m...my...my mother....my mother was.... Wes and James: "..." *slowly realizing* soul:...mom....*hugs her* its ok mom, just breathe.... nora: *she breaks down* James: "Nora..." *holds her hand* Wes: "..." *losing balance* liz: wes! *goes over to her* Wes: *steadying himself* soul:....guess we outta tell him, eh? Stein: "..." Wes: "It-It's up to you, bro..." -soul explains everything. and i mean _everything_- James: "..." *stunned* Wes: "..." *holding onto Liz's hand* liz: yeah, that's basically what's been going on... *she told the truth about herself....including her son* James: "...Soul...I...I'm sorry." soul:.......you're going to have to be more specific. James: "I-I'm sorry for what you have gone through...To...To lose...her." soul: *bites his lip and grips his fist*....... James: "The pain you have had to go through..." Wes: *spotting Soul's reaction, whispers...* "Oh no..." soul: ......... James: "You didn't deserve any of that." soul: oh, so i did deserve all the times you cut me down for not trying hard enough? James: "...Soul, I...But that...A-Are you seriously bringing _that_ up, right now?" soul: not sure when im gonna get another chance, but may as _fucking_ well! liz:.... soul: i was born into the evans family, a family of status, and i had to push myself to my very limits to be considered worthy of the name, even when it affected my own health, and did you care? no. no you fucking didnt! James: "Th-That's not true! I wanted the best for you! You just needed the right push--" soul: PUSH WHERE?! TO THE POINT OF NEAR DEATH?! even with talent, we're only human! we make mistakes! we screw up! thats what makes us who we are! and she helped me to realize that. she gave me a reason to live, and she still does. James: "..." *opening his mouth...but he can't speak* soul: thanks to her, i know i found my own path in life; to become a death scythe, and take destiny into my own hands. the name is soul eater. dont forget it. James: "...This is what you want to do, then?" soul: yes. if you plan on disowning me for this, i dont really care. the way i see it, you disowned me a long time ago....im going to be in the limo.... *exits* James: "..." *stunned, looking around at everyone* "...Isn't anyone going to talk to him? Suddenly, he's a weapon and wants to be a...What even is a Death Scythe?" liz: stein? you're the teacher here, teach him! Stein: "...'Death Scythe.' The highest rank a weapon can achieve, upon consuming the souls of 99 humans, and one witch's soul. It is a task few weapons accomplish--and live to brag about." *stares at James* "Your son, and his meister, went far in that task. And Soul is going to be one hell of a Death Scythe--like he is already one hell of a student, person, and son." *stands and leaves, following Soul* Wes: "..." *holds Liz's hand" " 'Anyone going to talk to him'? You mean like his dad?" liz: ....*smiles* James: "...Wes? How long have you known about this? We were worried for years about Soul, and he was running around...He could have been killed! Like that--that--that girl!" Wes: "..." liz: *aims gun arm* dont. underestimate. my friends. ok? James: o_o "Jesus Christ! What are you?! Wes?! You gallivant around with this--this thug?!" Wes: "..." *lets go of Liz's hand, marches up to James* James: *steps back, seeing how much taller Wes has become* Wes: "..." *glares daggers...then wraps his arms around James, hugging him tightly* James: "...???!!!" liz:.....*observing, arm reverting to normal* Wes: "Take care of Mom, Dad. Because I'll be back to see you both--and you better treat her better than you ever treated Soul." *lets go of him, crying* "...I love you, Dad..." *turns and faces Liz* Wes: *looks back at James* "And don't you ever talk that way about Liz again." liz:...*she smiles* Wes: *approaches Liz, looking ashamed, whispers to her* "I am so sorry." liz: its fine... Wes: *sobbing* "It...isn't..." James: "..." *staring, having broken his two sons...* maid: young master, wait!...please, make sure soul gets this. *its a box filled with his old belongings* Wes: *wiping his tears, nods* "Th-Thank you...Is Mother...?" maid: she's....she's fine, she's just asleep right now. Wes: "...I'll be back in the morning to see her. Please, if her condition worsens, get her to a hospital." maid: understood. Wes: *looks to Liz, smiles weakly* "Let's blow this joint." -elsewhere- Relan: *asleep on the 8th's couch, from turkey* shinra: *puts a blanket over him* *he smiles* hey, commander... Akitaru: "???" shinra: in a few days, i'll be a year since nozomi joined. Akitaru: "...What you got in mind?" shinra: we should do something for her, especially considering what she had been through... she's important to us, like everyone is. Akitaru: *nods* "That is a good idea. Host it here, or maybe Nozomi's favorite restaurant?" shinra: im not sure where she likes to eat the most, but lets have it here, just to be on the safe side. Akitaru: "Okay, then." *small laugh* "I guess the new disco ball will have some decent use...And we can get her some gifts." shinra: *he smiles* one more thing....about relan....if he, for whatever reason, decided to join the 8th, could he? Akitaru: "..." *pats Shinra's head* "Of course." shinra: glad to know. *he smiles and looks at relan* Relan: *drooling in his sleep* shinra: *smiles and wipes his mouth* Relan: *smiles in his sleep* -elsewhere- stocking: *yaaaawn* so tired~ Kid: *nods, rubbing his eyes* "Good food, good conversations..." *yawn* "Accomplishment." stocking: yeah. good to be *yaawn* back home... Kid: *yawns* "Turkey is tiring..." *collapses in bed* stocking: *she smiles* good night, kid. *kisses his forehead* -a few days later- kirika: school concert's tonight! what a way to spend a birthday! yeah! Gopher: "A super-happy birthday!" *...He is still in a skirt* kirika: yeah, im actually going to be preforming too! Gopher: .w. "I will be cheering after your excellent performance!" student: is that a boy? student 2: its so convincing! student 3: i'd still hit that! Gopher: *twitch twitch* "BOYS CAN WEAR SKIRTS, TOO, YOU HETERONORMATIVE BASTARDS!" Relan: *from far away* "..." *thumbs up* student 3:.....i'd still hit that. Gopher: .\\\\\\. "...I'm not used to being treated like a piece of meat." kirika: *kicks them in the dicks* FECK OFF YOU WANKER FUCKS! kim: just ignore them and enjoy yourself. Jacqueline: Q_Q "...The resemblance is still uncanny..." kim: speaking of, how did it go? Gopher: "Quite well! ...I mean, Jacqueline's mother was...Um..." Jacqueline: " 'Strict'?" Gopher: "Yes, let's go with that word." -elsewhere- stocking: *practicing guitar* Kid: -\\\\\- "So wonderful~" stocking: thanks ^^ im going to be wearing one of the new outfits my mom made. Kid: o\\\\\o "Wonderful...I look forward to its premiere~" stocking: hehe! -elsewhere- Yohei: "How's the new tenant working out?" chie: she...spends a lot of time in her room. Yohei: "She seem friendly, or...?" chie: i guess 'introverted' is the appropriate term here? ^^' Yohei: "I think I know that feeling. Well, as long as rent is on time, not giving trouble to anyone...and as long as no one is troubling her..." *looks around for Emine* -elsewhere- Wes: "..." liz: you ok? i brought you some coffee. Wes: *weak smile* "Thanks...I called Mother." liz: how is she? Wes: "Better...It's going to take her more time. Nerves shot." liz:...... Wes: "..." *puts his head in his hands* liz:.....*she hugs him* it isnt your fault, wes. Wes: "...I didn't say anything for years...I didn't know Mom was..." liz:........ Wes: *holds onto Liz* "I'm sorry for not stopping my dad." liz:..*rubs his head* Wes: "..." *sigh of relief* -elsewhere- Kishiri: *doing inventory* "So, Gab, how many more of these do we got?" *gestures to cloning tank* gabriella: quite a lot. Kishiri: "...So, you could say these cloning tanks are...replicating as we count them?" gabriella:...................did you just....? Kishiri: ‎( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) -elsewhere- Black Star: "...How you holding up?" tsubaki: doing good. Black Star: *nods* "I think the dinner went well. The kids seemed to like it..." tsubaki: *she smiles* looking forward to the concert tonight? Black Star: "Hell yeah! Could use some music!" *pauses* "...Do I have to dress up?" -later that evening- kirika: *preforming screamo metal* liz:...wow. O-O Gopher: .w. "So...metal..." Kid: *covering his ears* >_< -backstage- marie: *answering phone* yes? ah! mr kranz.......oh....i see.....ok then.... *she hangs up* well this isnt good. Spirit: "What's wrong?" marie: that was rosen kranz on the phone, looks like licht todoroki wont be arriving until later in the month or even early december... Spirit: "What?! What happened, travel delay?" marie: yeah...now what? shinra:.... !! excuse me for a moment. *he exits to someplace* Spirit: "I don't know...We set aside all that time for Todoroki..." -minutes later- tamaki: you sure about this? shinra: you're our best hope for this! soul: not used to a keyboard, but im sure it wont be too hard. -the curtain rises, tamaki takes a deep breath, and begins her song- Black Star: *headbanging* Arthur: *jaw drop, in awe* nozomi: *listening* Kid: *listening to Soul's playing* ("Outstanding...") stocking: *guitar solo* Kid: ._. *Instant heart-boner* -when the song, concludes, there is a wild applause- Relan: *applauding* Arthur and Kid: Q_Q *loud cheering* maki: yeah! way to go tamaki!! tamaki:...*she smiles* -in the after party- nozomi: you did great, miss tamaki! tamaki: thanks. ^^; Arthur: *awkward shuffle* o\\\\\o "...You're an incredible singer." tamaki: umm 7///7 thank you.... shinra why did you even volunteer me? shinra: well i heard you doing it in your room and i thought it wasnt too bad. tamaki: thank you too....i think. shinra: ^^;