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lifetimeshipper · 5 months ago

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Angel From A Dream

Chapter 2

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Time has passed and the Autobots had put away a couple of 'Con criminals while Steeljaw worked out ways to build a pack and take care of the Autobots. But all the while he kept thinking about that femme, it was torturing him that he didn't know her name. He had run into Thunderhoof after the elk 'Con escaped the Autobots and avoided arrest. Steeljaw goes up to him and talks him into joining him, after Thunderhoof joins him they work on finding a base and figure out how to free the other 'Con criminals.

Steeljaw meets a Cyber-tech called Minitron who can control any bot it comes across. It gets on Grimlock and controls him, making him attack his own teammates, and knocking them all out. Then he goes to search for the 'Cons that are locked up and finds Underbite. After he smashes the controls on the ship where Fixit and Russell are, he leaves with Underbite and heads to the dam where Steeljaw is waiting.

Once he gets there, Steeljaw greets him, "I didn't expect you back so soon. Thunderhoof is out looking for a bigger base, but I'll be more than happy to help you with the pods. After all, a good leader is first among equals."

"I uh... had a little problem, boss. I could only get one pod."

Steeljaw let out a growl, "Let me guess, you ran away."

"It wasn't my fault, the Autobots were all over me. But I took care of them. And I snagged Underbite. Between him and me, how much more muscle do you need?"

"That's a rather cowardly way to justify failure but as far as my plans go to make this planet a home for all Decepticons you and Underbite are at least a place to start."

"Or end, Steeljaw!"

Steeljaw looks over to see the Autobots at the entrance with their weapons out and ready to fight. His optics immediately went to the unknown femme that's been haunting him and he let out a slight growl, "You took care of them!" He appeared angry on the outside but on the inside, he felt relief to see the femme was alright.

"Mostly," Grimlock said as Bumblebee started walking towards Steeljaw.

Steeljaw unleashes his claws, "Savor the daylight, it's gonna get really dark!" He runs forward to attack Bumblebee as Bumblebee runs towards him. The two clash and fall to the ground, they roll around as each tries to get the upper hand. Steeljaw slashes at him trying to kill him as Strongarm tries to shoot him.

Grimlock was fighting Sideswipe who was trying to talk some sense into him, he tried to attack Sideswipe who was standing on top of a spool but he moved out of the way and Grimlock ended up with a spool in his mouth. He picked it up with his mouth and threw it but Sideswipe dodged it and it hit Strongarm, sending her flying into Steeljaw and Bumblebee just as Steeljaw was getting ready to throw a blow on the yellow mech. They landed in another pile of spools, Steeljaw removed the spools off him and he noticed the femme was lying on him, knocked out.��

Usually, he would get mad and throw the 'Bot off him while making a threat, but it was different with her, he couldn't bring himself to do that. She looked so beautiful and peaceful. So instead he gently pushed her over to the side then got up while growling and walked over to Grimlock.

He was upset that the femme he had fallen in love with got hurt like that, though he didn't know why he even cared so much. He made it seem that he was upset about the careless action of the mech he was walking towards, as well as the fact that he was knocked down and prevented from getting rid of the yellow mech.

He walks towards Grimlock growling, "Get a hold of yourself!" He says just before Sideswipe jumped on his back and grabbed his ears.

"You mean like this!?" Sideswipe asks as Steeljaw grabs his arms and tries to pry him off. One thing he hates more than anything is having his ears grabbed, his ears, and his tail. He can't stand any bot grabbing or touching them. "What have you done to Grimlock, Steeljaw?" Sideswipe asks as he hangs on.

Steeljaw manages to get the mech off and he slams him onto the ground, "Aw, is it so hard to believe a Dinobot would choose me over all of you?"

"Yeah, it kind of is!" Sideswipe replies as Steeljaw unleashes his claws, he brings down his claws to kill the mech but he moves out of the way and Steeljaw's claws slam into the floor instead. Sideswipe kicks him in the face, right on the nose, and Steeljaw puts his claw on his nose.

He looks over and sees Bumblebee and the femme stand up from the pile of spools they had been under. Thank Primus... Stop it, she's the enemy! Stay focused on the task at hand! He puts his focus back on the red mech in front of him. Sideswipe comes at him swinging his sword and he blocks every swing, but he almost messed up when he saw out of the corner of his optic the femme being slammed onto the ground by Grimlock. He could care less about the mech but for some reason, it pains him to hear the cries coming from the femme.

"Whatever you've done to Grimlock undo it!" Sideswipe demands as Steeljaw grabs his sword.

"Looks like you have more pressing matters at hand," Steeljaw says as he looks over to the other three. Sideswipe looks over as well in shock, "I doubt they'll survive this." As soon as those words were out of his mouth he felt a pain in his spark. Dammit, why does the thought of her dying pain me?

Sideswipe runs over to help his comrades and Grimlock picks up Strongarm and throws her at him, but Sideswipe catches her and puts her down on her feet. "Nice catch."

"Anything for a team--" Before he could finish what he was saying, Bumblebee was thrown into them.

Steeljaw went to grab the pod with Underbite in it and he pushed it out. He looked over to see the Autobots jumping on Grimlock to take him down. "Farewell, brother, I need Decepticons who don't turn simple tasks into debacles!" Steeljaw says as he walks off with Underbite, leaving Grimlock to deal with the Autobots. They soon found out about Minitron and after a bit of struggle, they managed to capture him.

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Steeljaw gets away from the dam and meets up with Thunderhoof who is on his way back, "Hey, Steeljaw, where are you going?"

"Autobots found us, needed to leave the dam. Did you find another place?"

"Yeah, found an abandoned Saw Mill."

"Good. This is Underbite, take him there. I need to take care of something then I'll meet you there."

"Eyo I am no servant to be bossed around!" Thunderhoof said in retaliation.

Steeljaw glares at him with a growl, "For now you work for me. Just take Underbite to the Saw Mill and I'll be there later. Then we'll figure out our next move," he said with a sense of warning in his tone. Thunderhoof backed off and then told Steeljaw where the Saw Mill was, Steeljaw just nodded and walked off as Thunderhoof walked off with Underbite.

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The Autobots headed back to base with Minitron in hand. Bumblebee, Strongarm, and Sideswipe were in vehicle form driving on the road as Grimlock stayed in dino mode running behind them. They drove along a stretch of road that went by a forest when suddenly a tree came falling down right in front of them, making them screech to a stop.

They transformed and went to check it out, "Wonder what made that tree fall. It couldn't have been natural as it seems to be a strong tree and there aren't any storms," Bumblebee wondered out loud as he inspected the tree.

Sideswipe and Strongarm inspected the tree as well and they noticed some markings on the tree, "Lieutenant, look. These marks indicate this tree was cut down," Strongarm pointed out.

"Yes, this tree fell in front of us on purpose. Whoever cut it down was trying to stop us," Bumblebee responded.

"Or damage us," Sideswipe added.

"Look around and stay vigilant," 'Bee says as he pulls out his gun.

"Yes, sir!" The others said as they pulled out their weapons and went separate ways to have a look. They go searching through the forest for the one who cut the tree down while Grimlock stays behind to watch over Minitron. Nothing was found. 'Bee called for all of them to meet him back at the road.

Strongarm was about to head back when suddenly she was grabbed from behind, one servo clamping over her mouth while the other one knocked her gun out of her servo. She tried to fight back to free herself but it was no use, the being had too strong a hold on her. She felt herself being pulled backward, away from her team and she struggled with everything she had in her.

"Stop struggling, you're only making this harder for yourself!"

Strongarm's optics widened and her spark dropped as she recognized the voice. She knew she was in trouble.

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#fanfic #transformers fanfic #robots in disguise 2k15 #rid 2k15 #steeljaw #strongarm #rid steeljaw #rid strongarm #steeljaw x strongarm #steelarm #romance

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lunainfortuna · 2 years ago

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{i swear to God, the fact the batflowers are celebrating this answer makes me laugh so freaking much}

Usually, I don't indulge ewriels, but since this one found their way to a gwynriel post, I'll just...

First things first:

The Hybern camp scene. We are veryyy familiar with it by now and you know why? Because that was the first time in loooong months that Azriel acted on Elain's danger {lol}. Before that, he didn't give a single fuck about her; shall we?

1. She was thrown into the caldron and he didn't bat an eye (meanwhile, Cassian was crawling towards Nesta);

2. Eris offended her at the High Lords' meeting and Az, again, didn't even noticed.

+ other situations where her name showed up and batboy was too busy... caring about Mor.

Now, about her kidnapping, the peak romance was when Az (the Shadowsinger) decided to save her after realizing Feyre and Nesta's anguish. Other than the fact that he was the only one who could do it and survive. A good person? No, he was in love, of course. Wait, no. He is her true mate! (with a delay)

My, this Az's behavior kinda reminds me of when he told Rhys he would fight in the war no matter what. But, uh, no... Elain wasn't the main reason, so no. Probably not.

{I might add that Azriel was bleeding and hurt when he got back from the Hybern camp with the girls, but his lover didn't bother to ask if he was okay or to ask someone's help. She was like: thanks, pal *cheek kiss*, good luck! bye!}

{I might also add that when she saw Lucien after the war, the first thing she asked was if he was okay}

Anyways, moving forward.....

The first saving was a great success.

So great that Az only started noticing Elain when she pointed out, while being helped, that he was there for her. What a lady in distress. If you know our batboy, you know exactly what this means to him. And if you try (at least a little) to understand his character beyond fanom and ship, you'll understand why he directs his attention to her now.

Therefore, we have the Elain is crying cuz Nesta is a big bad bitch and Azzy is soooo worried he might die. This scene is.... clear as fuck that it pains me that you use it as a way to hint romance.

Elain's became the person who needs his protection so much that a fight with her own sister makes Az a big ass brooding male. Again, there was a delay because that concern is new. Almost as if he had to be always attentive of her; almost as if he suddenly felt like he owned her.

It's pretty obvious by now, thinking about Mor and then, Elain, that Az changes the way he acts when he decides someone should be his mate/protected.

It's not something real and pure.

{btw, his shadows where prob like: wtf man... u dumb...}

Azriel first met Gwyn 2 years ago. Same as Nessian.

Surely, you aren't making a comparison. Surely... oh wait, u are. Let's just pretend that like Nesta and Cassian, Gwyn and Azriel spent those two years interacting. They were together all this time, yep. {well, they were under the same sky}

Yeah, Az met Gwyn around two years ago. And different from Az meeting Elain and giving zero fucks about her, he reacted to Gwyn's danger and saved her. He had *just* met her; !first! time. And he saved her. He went beyond his duties and modus operandi, and saved her.

Azriel does not respect the laws.

And I continue with other smart batflowers inputs: he would have done something.

Damn, this is boring as hell, but what can I say? Again (and again!), if you understood half of what I said here and half of the book says about Azriel, you would immediately know his reaction and the reason of it.

Would Azriel go to the Rite out of love for someone who he barely knows, who he underestimates, who is his true mate (with a delay) or would he do it out of the necessity to be the one who saves a defenseless female? Or would he do it out of the idea of a mistake by the Caldron?

His intentions are not genuine when it comes to Elain.

He would throw a tantrum. He would be mad because he is a male who needs to protect. This is not love. This is not caring. This is someone trying to prove something for themselves, ha. This is far different from Rhys and Cassian, and the way they worry for their mates, but trust them and believe in them.

{cassian struggled, but helped nesta with the troves; he was in pain, but he trusted nesta in the rite until the very end, etc; ++ rhys worried abt feyre but she survived every task and he always respected her}

So, yeah. If the kind of reaction you're bringing up is your ideal one in sjmas romances, then... I'm sorry for you.

Because do u know what's waaaaay better?

The fact that when Gwyn needed help, Azriel, never meeting her before, was there for her. The fact that he alone saved her and let her in a safe place to thrive with good people. The fact that their paths met again and that he was once again there to make her stronger and confident. Or the fact that they got to know each other, even a little, but more than expected {do you sing?} and the fact that still-not-a-friend, Azriel pictured her eyes shining of happiness. Plus, the fact that he only showed any reaction to the Rite when Cassian said Gwyn's name.

Yet, he trusted her.

{not gonna mention his shadows cuz im merciful}

“if gwynriel are mates, they’re the weakest one. azriel didn’t even care when gwyn got kidnapped”

bro didn’t rhysand watch feyre be tortured and starved?? and look where that got them

#again...it helps to read the books.#lmao #okay not gonna indulge anymore #but that was fun #gwynriel supremacy

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ha-hatdog · 4 years ago

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all in a day's work / daisuke kambe

somebod requested a badass reader? sorry for this very late update. online classes is kicking my butt. you wanted either a scenario or a headcanon so i decided to make both. long scenario/headcanom mashup ahead.

requsted by anon: Hii!! I just want to say first of all, that I just discovered your blog and I just fell in love with it, keep going you’re amazing❤️❤️ soo can I ask for a Headcanon or scenario (it’s up to you) where Haru has a female friend who works in modern crimes prevention and is really badass (like she knows how to fight and all that stuff), so one day she helps Daisuke and Haru in a investigation in which a fight starts and Daisuke gets impressed by her abilities and develops a crush on her (????)

UNEDITED

It was another mundane morning for the the Modern Crimes department. The room was oddly colder, and the civil servants occupying the compact and simple space secluded themselves with their own businesses. Mahoro Saeki sat on the couch partaking in an unhealthy snack she had shipped from a foreign country, Kamei Shinnosuke was browsing through the internet and more than once using to his advantage the global connection that comes with his access to the computer in order to satisfy his habits and indecent hobbies, Yumoto Teppei tuning in to the occuring horse race in an international channel in his device, Nakamoto Chosuke merrily bading his time reading through documents of recent illegal activities assigned to his care, Kiyomizu Yukihiro fiddling with yet another craft he made out of wood and glue, Kato Haru awaiting the telephone to sound off and have another indiviual summon him for a petty crime, and Kambe Daisuke seated far from the othere, legs crossed and chin resting on his knuckles as he appraised the tranquil area.

Haru slammed his hands on his desk and threw his head, moaning in disdain. "Why isn't the phone ringing?" Whined he as his posture was regained after a moment or so. His eyes, lit with pure frustration and impatience, glared at the telephone, as though threatening without verbalizing his objective would somehow make it ring. "Come on, ring, you stupid phone. How come you always ring whenever I don't want you to and don't when I do?"

"It's a slow day." Remarked Kamei, not takint his eyes off his computer as he regarded his colleague. "Try to enjoy it. You can have all your action some other day."

Haru leaned against his chair, back sliding against the backrest and the back of his neck hitting the edge of his leverage. "Not everyone has weird hobby to keep themselves entertained." Countered Haru, and a pout formed on the blond male's lips at the comment. "This job is what keeps me from going insane."

The offended male turned his swivel chair to face Haru, face scrunched with the same attribute he exuded, "Oi, don't say it like that. It's bad if you describe it like that."

"It's weird without even having to add the adjective." Saeki chimed in between her chewing, humming as the flavor of the chip formerly cinched in the possession of her fingers travelled to her taste buds.

Kamei whipped around to her position, shoulders tensr with the taste of truth and reality, both of which ignored in favor of living in bliss. "It's nor weird. It's perfectly normal for men to be looking at those . . . sort of inappropriate . . . videos." His words trailed off as he came to realization that his own defense betrayed him.

"I agree, but not at work." Haru simply retorted. "Would you want to see me cooking a whole feast inside the precint?"

Kamei looked up in ponder, mouth curling as his thought process stuttered before he presented his inquiry, "Do we get to taste the food you made though?"

Haru stared at the blond man with an impervious mask decorating his appearance, unimpressed with how the man broached the metaphorical event served to him. "Never mind." Shaking his head with amicable dismay, Haru turned his seat to a half circle, arms taking space upon the the armrests. His line of sight crossed over the facile yet minimalistic design of their room, the dull colors of the walls an addition to his disinterest until it landed on a brooding and well vested man.

The referred individual had boredom etched all over his striking features, the lack of events occuring in the Modern Crimes he could invest his time in had him in a bad mood although showcasing it to his colleagues was not his cup of tea. He and Haru were different, and how they handle themselves in this patience consuming day was one of them.

"I'm surprised you're still here." Haru conveyed with a vestige of astonishment. Truly the older man had no such ability that could understand the complexity of his wealthy counteepart. Most days, whenever days were a little too slow for his liking, he would up and retreat back to his home (mansion seems more of an appropriate term to refer to his household) but lately, he had been spending more time in the precinct, and Haru did not know how he should react to this development, or devolvement. His comment floated in the density formulating inside the office, and everybody present swiveled their heads to await his response. "I thought you'd be back in your house now. No cases today, it seems. No games to entertain yourself with today."

"Tell me something I have yet to know, Inspector Kato." Retorted Daisuke, and a tick mark grew on Haru's forehead, but his displeasure to his rude counter was ignored as Daisuke brought his fingers to his ear. He spoke, enough for others to hear his statements. "HEUSC, locate the nearest and most recent crimes occuring within the area."

Haru rose from his seat, alarmed. "Oi, what do you think you're doing?"

Daisuke did not respond to Haru and awaited his butler's relay of information. It did not take more than a few seconds until it has accumulated enough information to submit to his master. "A few streets away, a murder of two took place in a bar called Denyr. Investigation is in process currently."

Daisuke removed his hand from his earpiece and looked towards a flabbergasted. "You heard HEUSC. Let's get going." Daisuke stood up from the couch, dusting himself off before making his way towards the door.

"Wait a minute," Clamored Haru, and Daisuke looked over his shoulder to gaze at him. Haru gritted his teeth, irritated. "You can't just up and go and do whatever you want! This is not your call! We weren't called so we'll just disturb everyone else who's already there."

"Aren't cops allowed to interfere in crimes or disturbance in peace whenever they want? It's their job." Said Daisuke. "And besides, you're just as eager as I am to do something other than waste the entire day waiting for the phone to ring." Then he frowned. "Unless, I'm mistaken, of course. I have no qualms leaving you here. I'm sure you'll be useful for warming up your chair for tomorrow."

Haru growled at him. "You stupid . . . " He grunted and took his jacket off his chair. "Fine! I'll go with you, just to keep you in check!"

“Wait a minute,” Exclaimed Saeki, causing Haru and Daisuke to turn just as the latter had began turning the doorknob. The pink haired female abandoned her seat in favor of giving them a standing and patronizing narrowed glower. “Haru, aren’t you forgetting something today?”

Haru looked up in thought, trying to recall what Saeki was implying. Nothing significant manifested in his line of thought and he turned to his colleague with a frown conjuring in his mien. “Uh, I don’t think I’m forgetting anything.” Answered Haru.

Daisuke grunted, displeased by the interrupting. “Then let’s get going.”

Daisuke pushed the door open and stepped outside. Haru was following suit, shrugging his jacket on when Saeki called out for them once more, particularly the older officer. She had her arms crossed, an unamused pout forming on her brims. “Haru, don’t be stupid!” Clamored she. “I can’t believe you forgot what today is!”

Haru let out an exasperated sigh. “I honestly can’t remember what makes today so important.” Said he. “What is it?”

Kamei rolled his swivel chair back, making sure to reveal himself from any obstructions blocking his form. “Eh? You of all people forgot (Your Name) is coming back?” He conveyed and whistled right after. “That’s surprising, and disappointing. I’m sure she won’t be thrilled knowing you’ll be the last one welcoming her back after her hospitalization – her best friend, her partner in crime.”

Haru’s face fell upon acquiring the information relayed to him. His mind refreshed, finally remembering the time when you took your time from resting in the hospital just to tell him you were soon to be discharged after the outcome of you recklessly electing to throw yourself in front of him when the perpetrator pulled the trigger and shot a bullet his way. You were fortunate enough to have the cylindrical metal projectile imbedded nowhere near any of your vital veins, but due to your blood loss as well as the stacking strain and stress in your body forced you to be admitted in the care of the hospital. Haru was sure you were not supposed to move when you selected to take your phone and call him because he can hear the nurse in the other line scolding you, telling you to end the connection and to rest easy for the remaining week. He could only miss you more – he knew how much you hated doing anything but police work. Haru couldn’t believe he forgot about that since he distinctly remember hardly being able to be consumed by sleep when excitement for your return filled him.

“Shit, it’s today.” Cursed Haru as his shoulders dropped. He slapped his palm against his forehead, groaning. “My God – how can I forget? I’m the worst partner ever.”

Daisuke glanced at Haru, bemused. This was the first time he had heard over this (Your Name) woman. To him, Haru was always a lone wolf who preferred to be alone in his work unless he was required to have a companion with him. Or maybe because it was loyalty to his said partner kept him from going to missions with another. Daisuke looked back at Saeki and Kamei, “Who’s (Your Name)?”

Haru wanted nothing more than to hide your existence from Daisuke. You already had so much in your plate and having a rich bastard interpolating with it was more than you can handle, especially after being hospitalized for quite a while. But it was inevitable for the two of you to meet seeing as Daisuke seemed to be taking a strong liking with playing cop and were in the same department as him. So resigning with the concept of keeping you away from Daisuke, Haru let out a deep sigh. “(Your Name) is another cop in our department. She’s my partner.”

Daisuke blinked at him. “Someone can actually put up with you?”

Haru angrily show his fist to Daisuke, irritation swathing his figure. “What was that? I should be the one saying something that! I don’t know how Suzue-san can put up with your rich ass!”

“Maybe if you’re rich, you’ll know.” Countered Daisuke.

Before Haru could grab hold of Daisuke’s collar, the latter efficiently evaded his attempt to do so and stalked off into the corridor, adjusting his pristine suit as he ventured away. “If you want to stay here and wait for your partner, fine by me. I can go alone and handle the murders all by myself.” He said without looking back to meet Haru’s hardened gaze. “I’m sure this (Your Name) person is more important than the safety of other Japanese citizens.”

“O-Oi, I haven’t even decided yet! Don’t assume I’m not going!” As much as Haru wanted to be the first person to greet you back to work, he too loved justice and cared about the people who wanted to live in peace. Clicking his tongue out of annoyance, he turned to everyone left in the room, and all of them returned his gaze with bemused expressions. “Kambe and I will be quick. We’ll just drop by the crime scene and then cime back. I’m sure I’ll be able to return here before (Your Name) can. If not, tell her I’ll be back soon.”

***

daisuke was never inclined to pursue a romantic relationship. ever since witnessing his mother died, his life had been reserved into finding the truth. but little did he know, his perspective in love and romance will change, and hary will most certainly freak the fuck out

the two police officers arrived in the crime scene in a short amount of time. with how daisuke was speeding, it was understandable they would get there fast and very understandable how haru's whole life flashed right before his eyes. daisuke was actually tempted to go even faster but opposed to it after a while as he did not want to deal more with haru's tantrum after he recovered.

of course when they arrived there, the detectives assigned to the case shooed them off because they're not part of the investigations.

daisuke knew how to deal with them, of course. he brandished stacks of yen to include them in the case and the detectives were like 👀 because you know, who doesn't want extra cash?

haru didn't bother complaning anymore and just went to work. he wanted to get back to the station as soon as possible and welcome you first. best friend efforts, get a best friend like haru.

haru: "i scout the ground floor, you go upstairs - AND NO SPENDING MONEY YOU RICH BASTARD"

daisuke:

haru:

daisuke:

haru:

daisuke:

haru:

haru: "and - "

daisuke left before haru could finish his sentence. really daisuke just stayed and didn't answer him just so he could piss haru off. it worked nonetheless and daisuke can hear haru cursing at him as he walked upstairs

but we all know whatever daisuke does pisses haru off so so it didn't matter.

daisuke went up to the second floor if the bar and he saw how thrashed the place was

overturned tables, fallen chairs, broken bottles, reeks of alcohol, smears and pools of blood but everything seemed pleasant to look at compared to the two corpses that laid out on the floor with police tapes around them. it looked like a small massacre occured in there, and thay surely was the case

head smashed, chunks of flesh scattered, broken skulls but daisuke merely stared at them blankly

he wasn't disgusted nor disturbed. seeing his own mother's corpse was enough for him to deem gore as just another normal addition to his life

like another detective, daisuke began looking for clues. he searched the entire place like the good and professional detective he is -

who am i kidding - the first thing he did once he sees the condition of the second floor was, or course, ask HEUSC for information. screw asking them from fellow detectives when daisuke has his own ai butler

ahh perks of being a kambe

daisuke: "heusc, tell me the exact number of people that attended this bar between nine am to twelve in the afternoon"

heusc: "understood"

it did not take long until heusc responded

heusc: "the exact number of people who attended genyr is twenty seven. twelve in the ground floor, twelve in the ground floor, fifteen in the second. there are two dead bodies found in the second floor - "

daisuke snapped his head to the ceiling as soon as he heard a soft creak emit from over him

daisuke stared at the ceiling for about a moment before askint heusc - "look at the footage from the surveillance cameras surrounding the the bar. how many people fled outside?"

daisuke heard another creek above him, and this time he was sure he wasn't alone

and his unknown companion would love to have him in the same state as the corpses

and heusc replied: "twenty four"

daisuke closed his eyes, "is that so?"

heusc: "one person remains inside the building"

daisuke dropped his communication with his ai and positioned himself to a clean posture, back straight and hands tucked inside his pockets

daisuke: "you can come out now. no use hiding. i know you're here"

no response

daisuke clicked his tongue, "i heard you moving around in the ceiling the entire time i'm here and it's only been two minutes. you're not as discreet as you think you are. reveal yourself now and i'd consider lessening your time in jail."

still, silence greeted him

daisuke was growing irritated by the lack of answer given to him.

daisuke: "a coworker of mine needs to be back at the station right now for a reunion with his girlfriend - " daisuke paused as he imagined haru having a girlfriend. " - so let's keep this short and simple. surrender and as i have promised earlier, i will try to get you lesser years in prison"

but daisuke was not intending to keep this promise. even he knows giving a generous offer to criminals would weaken their resolve

but again, there was no answer

but he expected this

he always does to every case he gets handed with, or forced his hands to

daisuke observed the ceiling through a blank lense before sighing "if this is how you want things to go down, then so be it"

daisuke touched his earring and deliberately increased the volume of his voice as he spoke to heusc - "heusc, purchase the bar and its neighboring buildings and set a bomb for twenty minutes. tell the others to get out of here as soon as possible" he sneered at the ceiling. "i don't mind dying inside this bar with the suspect. it's the norm for a police officer to risk theit lives in the name of justice"

he sounded like haru for a moment there

heusc responded immediately: "understood, sir. balance: unlimited"

it was after that statement did a response come to light

the ceiling above daisuke broke as a firm kick broke through the fragile material

daisuke jumped away before a slim figure of a man dropped down from the hole

before daisuke could move, the man dashed pass him and out of the room, his oustretchrd hand barely grazing the bloodied clothes he wore

daisuke didn't waste time and recovered from his stunned state before following after the perpetrator

daisuke kept losing track of the man from time to the time and when he got down to the grounr floor, he saw no sign of him

nobody was present inside the bar anymore per order of heusc and money

all except for haru of course who immediately ran out of the place he was scouring and back to the main room

daisuke knew he heard heusc's order to leave the building but

haru will always be haru

haru, upon seeing daisuke's solemn state, asked: "what happened"

daisuke: "the man - did you see him?"

*haru, confused noises*: "what man? who?"

daisuke: "the man who killed the peple upstairs - he was still here and he ran down, didn't you hear him?"

haru: "no, i didn't - " his sentence was cut off when a figure suddenly lunged at him

lo and behold the criminal who was hiding behind an overturned couch

haru and the man tumbled down to the ground, fists and feet swinging wildly. daisuke watched as haru struggled to acquire dominance over the situation

daisuke: "heusc, identity of the killer"

heusc: "sakatoshi matona, a former bouncer for genyr until he was let go without reason"

haru strung out profanities and grunts as he and the matona rolled on the floor, trying to pin the other down. with a boost of strength, matona managed to get the upper hand and he put all his weight on haru. his hands found haru's neck and began strangling him

daisuke was like aren't you cop? win you idiot in the inside and haru was like aren't you a cop? help me you bastard in the inside. just the norm for the reckless and seemingly suicidal cops

haru: "gwet hiff op opp mii"

heusc: "transalation: get him off of me"

daisuke took action after that. he pulled matona off of haru and immediately socked him on the face

matona stumbled back but daisuke underestimated the time he would tske to recover and he tumbled back as the criminal retaliated with a punch of his own

daisuke dodged the assault but in the process, temporarily losing his posture. matona took this as an opportunity to continue his line of attacks, landing a few good hits on daisuke but majority of the time, he failed

daisuke recovered from the initial shock matona has inflicted him with and returned to momentum ane he was preparing his attack when bam - haru kato

my day be so fine then boom - haru kato

daisuke's eyes widened when haru, after standing up, tried to lock matona's arms to prevent him from moving anymore but instead, his chest met with an elbow

air was taken away from him and haru staggered backwards, clutching his chest and matona seized him

daisuke cursed and shot forward to help him but stopped when matona took haru's gun away from him and pointed it towards haru

matona: "stand back or i'll shoot"

haru raised his hands in surrender but daisuke did not

and haru was: ?????!!!!! tryna get me killed????!!!!

daisuke: "i can keep my promise, you know"

matona pointed the gun at daisuke

matona: "how can you when you're just a lowly cop?"

daisuke took out his cigar and lit up

daisuke: "yes, because a lowly cop can just buy buildings with a single command from an ai"

matona growled "rich, snobby, uncaring, and a liar. you're just the same like the people i killed"

daisuke opened his mouth to reply when a feminine voice cuts in

"finally, a confession. now we can get this over with"

before anyone could react appropriately, matona felt a hand take hold of his stolen gun and tore it away from his grasp before a heel sunk into his stomach, causing him to spit out blood

daisuke saw her, a woman standing with such grace, confidence, and strength with a gun in her hand and a smirk on her brims

daisuke couldn't move not from shock, but with admiration

who was this woman?

and what was this thudding in his chest

doki doki

his face was hot, very hot

and so was the woman

"( YOUR NAME )???"

daisuke turned and saw haru gawking at you

haru: (@[]@!!)

daisuke: （－－）

also daisuke: is that really (your name)? haru's partner? haru's girlfriend?

daisuke: hmp hmp（｀ー´）

you turned to both of them and daisuke was blown away with you that he nearly fell

he thinks you're very pretty

V E R Y

doki doki

you smiled widely at them: "haru, it's so nice to see you again" and then you turned to daisuke

daisuke froze and his cigar dropped

you glanced back at haru: "you already replaced me?"

haru: "tf no! rich boy here wanted to plays cops for a while so he went to our department. you know me, i could never replace you"

daisuke glared at haru

it waa obvious he was trying hard not to upset you (though you didn't look like the type who would get easily offended)

plus he's pushing a single and narrow minded narrative about him towards you. what if you hate him?

but you didn't and merely smiled at him, ignoring the criminal trembling from the pain of your kick

you: "my name is (your name)"

daisuke.exe has stopped working

jk that won't happen to daisuke

for now at least

daisuke: "kambe daisuke"

you, smiling: "nice to meet you, kambe daisuke!"

haru: "how did you find us here?"

you: "was gon get a drink before i head to the station but then i saw police tapes and stuff"

haru looked alarmed: "YOU WERE GOING TO DRINK RIGHT AFTER YOU GOT RELEASED FROM THE HOSPITAL"

you turned away from them, facing matona: "you can continue scolding me after we arrest this killer, haru. sorry in advance for haru, daisuke. he can be pretty overbearing and protective"

daisuke: "i can tell"

haru was offended okay?

you were already teaming up with daisuke to tease? betrayal.

haru: "how dare you (your name) - "

you did not let haru to finish his sentence and starter beating the shit out of matona like DAMN GHORL

daisuke and haru watched from a distance as you expertly used the gun to your advantage without pulling the trigger. you used the metal to hit him in fragile parts of his body in order to limit his movement

daisuke gawked at you

he has never seen such fluid execution for an arrest

daisuke looked: O-O

haru, seeing him, smugly crossed his arms and said: "you get to see how amazing (your name) is as a cop. she's my partner"

just as he said that, you pinned the criminal down on the ground, gun discarded, your one hand straining his arm behind his back and the other pinning his other hand on the ground

you: "i just got out of the hospital. how did i still win?"

daisuke suddenly frowned

oh, right. she's haru's girlfriend.

several minutes later, you successfully managed to arrest sakatoshi matona and the other detectives came to take him. but of course, you made sure you, daisuke, and haru were getting the recognition

like hell you were letting someone else get the glory for your efforts

you returned to daisuke and haru, smiling

they were talkiny when you hugged haru from behind

you: "haru i missed youuuu. it was lonely without your annoying butt looking out after me all the time"

haru flushed red

haru: "if you didn't catch the bullet for me then - "

you: "and let you get shot instead? nu uh, no way. i would take any bullet for you. right, daisuke?"

he felt speechless when you regarded him

daisuke didn't know what else to say to you so he said: "yes, i agree"

but somehow the the thought of you getting shot angered him

haru looked at daisuke, thinking: he acting kinda sus rn

you turned to haru and the two of you began catching up, smiling and laughing

you two looked comfortable so with each other. you two were carbon copies of one another, except you were ten times better, sorry haru

you two were made for each other

no wonder you're his girlfriend

you: "how's everyone in the precinct?"

haru: "still the same. everyone missed you"

daisuke: "are you two together?"

haru: 👁👄👁

you: *long ass laughing emoji*

haru turned very red, shouting: "WHERE DID YOU GET THAT IDEA"

daisuke: "you said you were partners - "

you: "i didn't know you liked me that way, haru - "

haru: "NO I DON'T KAMBE WAS JUST BEING A DUMBASS"

you tittered and turned to daisuke: "no, we're not together, kambe-san" you tucked a lock of hair behind your ear. "sorry if i scared you"

daisuke felt relief wash over him

daisuke: "i was just wondering. you and haru seemed very close so i was just making sure i wasn't misunderstanding"

daisuke froze with wide eyes when you leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek

and you whispered to him: "gotta work on being discreet when you look at me. i can practically see you chasing after me in the future with how you were looking at me. i'm flattered you find me that fascinating"

you turned to the shook haru: "i like this one, haru. we should bring him along with our cases"

you regarded them both: "anyways, i'll be heading over to the station first. i can write up the report and have man behind bars quickly. don't worry though, i'll make all three of us have the glory. i trust that you two can finish up here without me?"

the two men wanted to say something but both of them were stunned. you just kissed daisuke on the cheek and your best friend saw it. daisuke's eyes were wide and haru had his jaw dropping down

they still didn't say anything when you bid them farewell and just watched as you went to a police car with another cop where matona was and sped off

daisuke can feel his heart hammering against his chest

what was this feeling? it was so strange and . . . it's just strange, but he was not oppossed to thie feeling

in fact, he wanted more of it. as long as it came from you, it was fine

haru, however, was not

haru looked like he had seen the most horrifying thing ever

B E T R A Y E D

his best friend and this cop wannabe?

D I S G U S T H A N G

daisuke cleared his throat and turned to haru to say something but was met with a finger pointed at his face and haru looking vexed

haru: "you - "

the bar and the buildings nearby exploded beforw haru could say anything more. everyone except for daisuke was startled and sunk down on the ground

daisuke was not though. and he remained standing. not for the reason he forgot about the bomb he instructed heusc to plant but because

- you kissed him and he was self destructing

daisuke held back the smile threatening to tear through his face

haru: "w-what was t-t-th - "

daisuke: "i forgot about the bomb, sorry"

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pub-lius · 3 years ago

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ACTUALLY Hardcore Facts About Alexander Hamilton

Alright, take two.

I've already typed this entire thing out once, so this is likely going to be a lot more lazy than anything else I will ever post, so :).

Sources: Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow; John Laurens and the American Revolution by Gregory D. Massy; The Federalist by Alexander Hamilton; George Washington's Indispensible Men by Authur S. Lefkowitz; Lafayette by Harlow Giles Unger; Who Was Alexander Hamilton? by Pam Pollack and Meg Belviso

Hamilton wished for a war when he was like a baby. So if you know Hamilton, you know that one line where Hamilton says "As a kid of the Carribean, I wished for a war, I knew that I was poor, I knew it was the only way to rISE UP-" in Right Hand Man. Well, that line is based off of a letter Hamilton sent to his childhood bestie, Edward Stevens: "...Ned, my ambition is [so] prevalent that I... would willingly risk my life, tho' not my character, to exalt my station... I'm no philosopher, you see, and may be jus[t]ly said to build castles in the air... I shall conclude by saying I wish there was a war. Alex. Hamilton." Okay, dude, calm down, you're like two years old. I think he was actually like 14-16, but for dramatic purposes we'll say he was an actual infant (do I sound like Chernow?). But I hate how much this letter foreshadows. It's like he jinxed himself, its almost embarrassing.

Hamilton ran a business at 14. Now if you've ever been fourteen and you were like "i think i feel like running a business" literally shut up no one asked. I think this is impressive. When Hamilton was at least 14, the guys the owned Beekman and Cruger (it had a different name by this time but this one sounds cooler) just dipped and left Hamilton in charge. This was actually a pretty good decision, since Hamilton managed it well. There was also this one time where Hamilton told a whole captain of a ship who didn't perform up to standard, "Reflect continually on the unfortunate voyage you have just made and endeavor to make up for the considerable loss therefrom accruing to your owners." This man was so arrogant I wish I had his confidence. Yeah that was cool ig, but if I met teenage-Hamilton, I'd literally hate him.

Hamilton saved the president of his college. Ever the dramatic, Hamilton had a thing for suppressing mobs (though he was pretty much never successful). There was this one time at King's College where a mob formed to "talk" with the president of the university, Dr. Myles Cooper (by "talk" i mean make him into a tory bird). And, according to Who Was Alexander Hamilton? (this book gives me so much joy), "Alexander vowed to protect him [aww]... He stood up to the crowd, telling them that violence would only hurt their cause. He couldn't stop the crowd, but he delayed them long enough for Dr. Myles Cooper to escape in his nightgown," (Pollack and Belviso 27-29). This is a really sweet description of it, but Hamilton was probably calling the mob a bunch of insults and stuff, judging by how he later handled riots. Also, Cooper thought Hamilton was rallying the mob, so he was a complete jerk to Hamilton, but rightfully. Everyone, bully Hamilton. He's short and dead like an idiot.

Hamilton was really cool on the battlefield, don't @ me. Now, despite being a clumsy little gremlin and an absolute dork, Hamilton was a pretty good leader, and I guess veterans deserve to be recognized for their victories or whatever. At the battle of Princeton, one of my favorites, Hamilton had very big, cool guns, and did some cool stuff. "Returning to the final phase of the battle of Princeton, British infantry took refuge inside Nassau Hall, the building that housed the College of New Jersey. American artillery commanded by Capt. Alexander Hamilton [ya boy] was brought to bear on the college building... Washington was on the scene and noticed this young artillery officer who skillfully commanded his gun battery. The general would soon invite Hamilton to become one of his aides-de-camp," (Lefkowitz 92). Wow so cool moving on to Yorktown.

When the Americans were building their fortifications, two British fortifications were in the way. So rude. Consequently, Washington sent The Gay Trio, Lafayette, Laurens, and Hamilton, to uh, silence them. Hamilton pulled off a successful sneak attack, and won the battle swiftly, leading to the American victory in the battle of Yorktown, and therefore the war. "...Colonel Hamilton['s] well known talents and gallantry were on this occasion most conspicuous and serviceable. Our obligations to him, to Colonel Gimat [stan], to Colonel Laurens, and to each and all the officers are above expression..." -Major General Marquis de Lafayette. Lafayette is so nice I would marry him if he was alive and single and legal and not old as hell. Like omg he gave credit to everyone but himself that's so nice I'm such a simp for Lafayette. Anyway, Hamilton was cool too ig.

Hamilton caused the evacuation of Philadelphia like an iDIOT. So, after Brandywine (British victory), Washington sent Hamilton on a foraging mission in Vally Forge to get flour, horseshoes, and tomahawks (not quite as exciting as Yorktown). Well, our clumsy ginger rat got caught, and wrote to the president of Congress, John Hancock, "If Congress have not yet left Philadelphia, they ought to do it immediately without fail, for the enemy have the means of throwing a party [party rockers in the house tonight] this night into the city. I have just now crossed the valley-ford [Valley Forge], in doing which a party of the enemy came down & fired upon us."

Surprise, this turned out not to be the entire goddamn British army, it was just a few scouts sooo... let's just say Philadelphia wasn't happy. "Our Removal from Philad. Was owning to information that General Howe was crossing Schuylkill [River]... However tho' this Intelligence was from one of the General's family (Alexander Hamilton) it was not well founded & we wish we had not left Philad.," -James Duane. Yeeeaaahhh, that's awkward. Not the best way to get your name known in the capital, I must say.

Hamilton was possibly bisexual, and this is hardcore because I say so. Now, I'll add more quotes to this later, but basically heres my interpretation of the historical evidence and whatnot. Basically, Hamilton was a really closed off, cynical guy, since like everyone he ever loved died or left him pretty much, and he wasn't really the type to make and keep close friends; "...how little dependence is to be placed on treaties, which have no other sanction than the obligations of good faith, and which oppose general considerations of peace and justice to the impulse of any immediate interest or passion," (Federalist 64); It is a known fact in human nature, that its affections are commonly weak in proportion to the distance or diffusiveness of the object," (Federalist 73). Um, Mr. Hamilton? You're projecting your trauma on the government again.

Also, despite working with him for like twenty years, Hamilton really never got close to Washington, like at all. He even said to Laurens, "I have no friendship for him and have professed none," in regards to Washington, which is kind of mean. But he ALSO told Laurens:

"Cold in my professions, warm in my friendships, I wish, my dear Laurens, it m[ight] be in my power by action rather than words [to] convince you that I love you. I shall only tell you that till you bade us adieu, I hardly knew the value you had taught my heart to set upon you. Indeed, my friend, it was not well done. You know the opinion I entertain of mankind and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments and to keep my happiness independent of the caprice of others. You s[hould] not have taken advantage of my sensibility to ste[al] into my affections without my consent."

*mocking Hamilton* its YOUR fault that i love you and it was RUDE that you FORCED me to love you how DARE you you SUCK i love you uwu.

Also, at the top of that letter, someone mysterious (probably Hamilton's son) wrote, "I must not publish the whole of this," and Massey still thinks Hamilton was straight.

But yeah, that's about it. I had originally written more at the beginning, but I unfortunately lost the original draft, so I'll just settle for this. I hope you enjoyed, though, and maybe learned something or found a quote you needed or something. I did more research than I wanted to in one sitting for this, so appreciate it or I'll cry. Thanks love you <3

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countrymusiclover · 3 years ago

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Ch 16 - False Princess

Ch 17

Rubbing my eyes I collapse onto my bed hearing footsteps enter with the door gently closing. "Hey babe, I barely saw you yesterday. Where have you been?" Bellamy lays down beside me gently rolling me over to face him. "In the medical library with their doctor and my mother. Russel is hosting some party tonight...we're still discussing our peace terms. I'm so tired." My mother hasn't left the library since we got access two days ago sleeping in there. "Well we don't necessarily have to go to this party tonight. We could just lay around in bed." He smirks kissing me teasingly making my arms wrap around his neck deepening the kiss until someone knocks on the door making me groan, answering the door. "So sorry to disturb you but Russel Prime told me to bring this to you, for tonight's event." A young woman bows as I take a dress colored golden simply nodded closing the door. Laying the dress on the bed I slowly removed my clothes to change feeling Bellamy watching me the whole time. Turning in small twirls in front of the mirror I throw on my jacket smiling. "That's better..." He comes behind me wrapping his arms around my waist slowly saying. "Doesn't it seem strange to you. The dresses, the dinners and parties. It seems like Russell's treating you differently, like a princess."

Turning around in his arms I lightly scoff. "I'm not a princess, Bell." He raises a brow at my statement. "Think about it Kristin. He's only agreeing to peace because of what you said at the meeting. He's having their doctor help keep your dad alive. Nobody does that with strangers who land in their home unless there's some sort of reason." Laying my head under his chin I sigh hoping to actually manage peace. "Look I'll figure out why he's doing all this. But until then...let's enjoy ourselves. After everything we've been we deserve it." I kiss him quickly heading to the palace. The wind blowing through my braided hair watching people preparing for tonight's event something called a Nameing Day.

Stopping at the palace stairs I hear something barking and running towards me. Russell's dog. Speaking of the man himself he spoke with a bright smile. "It's okay. She's friendly." Bending down on a knee I run my hand through her light fur. "What's her name?" He replies tossing a stick up the stairs making her chase after it and bringing it back. "Her names Picasso. You said you have a child, correct?" Picasso brought the stick back so I praise her, throwing it so she can play. "Good girl, Picasso. Go get it...yes I do." She runs off as I fully stand up glancing to Russell. "A daughter. 13 years old and her boyfriend is two years older. They're up on our ship resting." He nods hearing Picasso run back barking happily with us walking up the staircase to stand on a balcony. "I had a daughter, but uh - she had a tragic fall a few years ago..." I weekly looked his way feeling his dog sniffing my boots. "I'm sorry. That must have been horrible." I start twirling my wedding ring feeling slightly nervous. "Have you ever known peace, Kristin?"

"For a time, 3 months exactly. That's why I'm trying everything I can to bring peace. For my family." Russel stares off into the distance. "For your family. You're sister says differently. Why is that?" Brushing some of my hair from my eyes I raise a brow. He's trying to get too personal. "Just based on our choices is all. My question for you is how does this help with our peace terms?" He lightly smiles ruffling Picasso's fur. "Smart girl. I'm just trying to get a understanding of who you are. To ensure my people will be safe with yours. Now I have a party to prepare for so I'll see you later." He heads into the palace with Picasso cashing after him.

Nighttime finally arrives as I see Clarke enter wearing a black dress. Neon lights light up the room with people dancing and drinking. Bellamy stands off to the side watching me with sadness. He'd told me that he left his sister in the woods as a way to protect all of us. My eyes see the doctor of Sanctum eyeing my sister before dragging her to the dancefloor. The two of them dance for a few minutes and I actually see a huge smile on her face. "She actually seems happy for once." He chuckles draping an arm over my shoulder. I lean back into his chest intertwining our freehands together. "We'll get there too, honey." Spinning in his arms I pull him onto the dancefloor giggling as he spins me around. "I feel like we're already there, Bellamy. I love you." He pulls me to his chest carrying me bridal style to our room. Removing our clothes he gently kisses me and I run my hands through his black curls hearing him mumble in my ear as we slowly get some sleep. "I love you, Kristin."

The next day I mostly slept through until Bellamy shakes me awake. Squinting my eyes open I yawn seeing its nighttime. "Bell, what's wrong?" He sits down on the bed letting me rub my eyes to get awake sooner. His chocolate eyes are filled with concern. "Everything we thought about this place is wrong...the peace is all fake." Resting my hands on the bedsheets I let him talk. "They kill people. Convincing innocent people to give up their life so someone else can take their body. I didn't want to have my suspicions about Russel because you're trying to do all you can to save Kane...but the only way would be if he became a night blood. I'm so sorry Kristin." My body shivers as I climb out of the bed throwing on my normal clothes and my rifle slung over my shoulder. "There's something else...Clarke's acting different." Whipping my head around I open the door.

"Follow her then. I'm gonna go find my mother and Russel!" Slamming the door closed I stomp around clutching my gun entering the library to see my mother turn around a huge grin on her face with a notebook in her hands. "Kristin, oh finally. I finally figured out to keep your father alive." She shows me the book with numbers mentioning the use of night blood. "Most of his wounds I was able to heal with what we had on the ship. But he needs extra doses of blood. Nightblood can stand against radiation. So it should be able to heal the final wounds." My eyes lock with hers and I bite my lip not wanting to tell her the truth about these people.

Picking up the book I close it holding it to my chest. "Sounds good mom. I'll give these notes to the doctor. You and Jackson should go back up on the ship, since we can only make Nightblood in space." She hugs me and I feel tears fall making me hug her back tightly. "We're going to save him. I promise, babygirl." I wipe away my tears exiting the library walking a little ways to hear Bell talking with my sister but a guard stands outside the building they go in. I slowly go around the back of the building seeing a window is cracked so I can hear what they're saying. "How are we on different sides of this?" He questioned running a hand over his stubble chin.

"I know how they survive seems harsh. But from what I've seen, these people are happy. Their world works. We destroyed ours." Clarke explains mentioning me and Rory. "Kristin would agree, especially for the sake of you and Rory." Bellamy shoves his hands in his jacket pockets. "This isn't about us." She tilts her head questioning. "So we can judge them but not ourselves?" Bellamy says shivering. "You know I judge myself every day. I wanna know the difference between us and them." Bellamy changes his next words to be in grounder language. "I've seen the faces...of the people I've killed...when I dream,...not in the mirror." He steps a few feet closer to her for me to see confusion written on my sister's face.

"I'm sorry. Can you repeat that last phrase. It sounds like flashipa means flashback. So was it dream?" No way. My sister knows grounder tongue. That's not my sister. Bellamy slammed her against the wall one hand covered her mouth. "Who are you?" Whoever's in her body shoves a dart in his neck making him collapse to the floor. "Bellamy!" I shriek seeing her tower over him. "Josephine Lightbourne. Nice to meet you." Bawling my hands into I cry seeing her drag his body, feeling my head starting to spin. "Bell - Bellamy!" Forcing myself towards the palace and up the stairs. Picasso licking my face vision blurs as I stumble in dizziness blacking out on the ground.

Bellamy's POV

Murphy gets thrown in a room with me chained up. Kristin is still out there with those monsters. Even though she knows the truth it doesn't make me worry less. Tears well in my eyes thinking of how she'll react when she finds out her sister's dead. "I know it may not always have always seemed like it but...she cared about all of us. And she would never let us die here."

Murphy looks up at me confused. "You saying we should take the deal?" I shake my head no twisting my wedding ring on my finger thinking of the happiness Kristin wanted. "No. No. You were right. We don't need them to help us build our own compound. We kill them all and we take theirs." He softly spoke eyeing my ring. "Is that what your wife wants, how about your daughter?"

I tug at my restraints scoffing. "Don't mention Bethany or Kristin. Because I know what she wants...it's these people that's the problem. I mean whose to say they won't kill her next. I'm not taking that risk!" Murphy stands looking to the door then to me finally saying why he's really here. "I'm here to convince you to take the deal. Bellamy, if we take this deal, we get everything we want. We get to live." Tears slip from my eyes. "Not Clarke."

"We can't bring her back. We can make sure the rest of us survive, starting with you, Kristin and, Bethany. If you don't take this deal, Josephine will kill you and most likely Kristin too." Murphy angers me by mentioning. "Get out!" He leaves allowing me to let tears slip. Gosh Kristin I need you.

Hours later Josephine enters the room with a knife before her father came in. "He knows you killed Clarke, and, unlike the snake behind you, he will cry over spilled milk." Her father cuts her off annoyed. "What the hell's the matter with you. Have you become so callous to the feelings of others that you don't remember what it's like to lose someone you love." He turns to me showing sympathy. "I know you're in pain. I know you want revenge. I would, too. We had a chance to bring our daughter, and we took it. We didn't consider the consequences. Surely you can understand that if it was your wife or daughter-"

I cut him off baring my teeth. "My wife wouldn't take an innocent's life. She's good and true like her father. He's the only reason she's been trying to make peace with you for weeks. Bending over backwards for you. But that's gonna change drastically when she finds out you murdered her sister!" Bawling my hands in fists tears in my eyes. "So no I'm not gonna listen to anything you have to say. Not until I see my wife. Where's Kristin!" She would've been here to discuss peace terms but she isn't. Has he killed her too.

"I can't bring your friend back, but I can guarantee safety for the rest of your people. We'll share everything we've learned about surviving on this moon." Turning my head towards the window asking Murphy. "Why did our ship take off?" He replied simply. "Abby's showing them how to make Nightblood." Rolling my eyes I growl in his face. "I take it she doesn't know that her daughter is dead."

Wiping away some tears I glare at him thinking of what both sisters would want me to do. "I'll take your deal because it's the smart play and it's the move they both would have made." Russell goes to leave the room but not before pulling out something from his pocket. Kristin's necklace from her parents. She's never taken it off. "Your wife had a slight brain bleed. She's in medical. Unchain him and follow me, Bellamy." Josephine cuts the chains and I clutch Kristin's necklace in my hands. Reaching the lab I see her passed out on a table, tears falling down my face. "Is she gone too?" Russell shakes his head no. "No she's alive. The surgery worked. She should wake up in a couple hours, then we can discuss our peace terms like I promised her." He leaves allowing me to run my fingers through her knotted hair whispering, clutching her necklace in my other hand. "Fight baby. Fight Queen Blake...fight for me - for Rory - for yourself. I love you."

Kristin's POV

Blinking my eyes open I start to notice I'm in a cell but not just any cell. My Ark prison cell. What happened after I collapsed. Why did I collapse. Running a hand to my hair it's completely loose and the wristband is on my right arm. Why the hell am I here. Bending on my feet I noticed the chip from Allie on the floor. My fingers brushed against it making me gasp at seeing Allie standing before me now.

"Oh hell no. Not you!" I curse getting to my feet. "I think I deserve a thank you. You're mind is not dead right now because of me." Reaching for the back of my neck I feel the chip still stuck inside me, the thing that caused me to nearly kill Bellamy. "You nearly made me kill the man I love, so no I'm not giving you a thank you.

Allie turned her head towards my cell door as it opened. "Maybe you'll listen to him." Him. Who's him. The door fully open for me to see the grayish brown hair and beard, wearing a guard jacket his eyes locked on mine. He stops a few feet in front of me, gently smiling. "Hey, princess."

Sucking in a sharp breath and having a bunch of tears slip out I cry. "Dad!" Jumping into his arms he holds me tightly. "It's me sweetheart, I'm here."

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lambdalibrary · 2 years ago

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So unfortunately im not feeling well and i dont have a post again </3 but i thought i would throw out my kind of to read list if anyones interested. I'll probably talk about most if not all of these books eventually when i read them but right now theyre just like titles i also need to check out, under the cut since it's kind of long idk

The Tree and the Vine by Dola de Jong -> 1950s lesbian book from a dutch author dealing with ww2

Nightwood by Djuna Barnes -> late 1930s also a lesbian book, seems similar to Stone Butch Blues in that it takes points from the authors real life

Oranges are Not the Only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson -> 1980s young adult lesbian novel, seems like it deals with religious themes

Drag King Dreams by Leslie Feinberg -> its from leslie feinberg what else do you need to rec it

An Unkindness of Ghosts by Rivers Solomon -> scifi with two nonbinary protagonists dissecting racism as the protagonists are on a starship organized like the antebellum south and named for a slave ship. Have read it but i need to get triggers again because its very heavy

Books of Blood by Clive Barker -> horror short story collection by the guy behind hellraiser and who wrote the original story the movie candyman is based on

Book of the Unnamed Midwife by Meg Elison -> post apocalyptic book with a bisexual protagonist i believe

The Body and its Dangers and Other Stories by Allen Barnett -> short story collection dealing with AIDS i belive

Carol or The Price of Salt by Patricia Highsmith -> 1950s lesbian pulp novel but written by a lesbian

The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall -> 1900s? lesbian book features what i would consider a butch protagonist

The Color Purple by Alice Walker -> have read but need to reread for accurate triggers because it deals with a lot of abuse and racism

Hidden from History -> history book detailing lgbt communities across the world in different cultures

Bingo Love by Tee Franklin -> lighthearted comic about two older sapphic women who met in the 1950s as teens and then again at bingo in the 2010s maybe 2020s? have read but i want to do a quick reread

okay writing this list out should uh, really expose my reading biases towards lesbians and horror/other genre fiction.....

#so yeah :)#theres my june 17th post i guess i just throw a bunch of shit at you

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jjmaybanksbaby · 4 years ago

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Where It Leads (Rafe Cameron)

Summer III

Part 05: With Some Other Girl

series masterlist | previous part

summary: Rafe’s actions surprised you when there’s no awkwardness lingering from last summer.

a/n: New summer new drama!! We're more than halfway through this series and I might post the final two parts within a week so be on the lookout! That's all! Enjoy part five xx

word count: 2.2k words

Nowhere on the East or West coast did seafood quite like The Wreck. During your summers in the Outer Banks, you made sure that practically every other meal consisted of their to-die-for shrimp or amazing crab. For your birthday, back in October, your mom had even looked into getting food from The Wreck shipped to you before realizing that might have been a stretch.

You waited at the bar for the girl with the curly golden brown hair, and especially kind eyes, to return from the kitchen with your order. The smells of the food cooking made your mouth water.

A boy, who looked about your younger brother's age slide onto the bar stool next to you. His dirty blond hair fell into his eyes, clearly in need of a good haircut.

"Leave the customers alone, JJ." The girl set a paper bag with your food down in front of you, grease staining the bottom.

"I wasn't even doing anything, Kie," JJ protested.

"You're total's $40.53. Do you need a receipt?" She asked, taking your mom's card from your outstretched hand.

"I'm JJ, by the way." He held out his hand for you to shake but the girl - Kie, was it? - smacked it away.

"She's way out of your league, idiot. Sorry about him," she said turning to you.

You smiled at the both of them, their playfulness reminding you of your own friends from back home. "Nice to meet you, JJ." You picked up your bag of food, turning to leave.

"She was so into me." You heard JJ whisper to Kie as you walked to the front door.

"No way, is that y/n?" You froze, a few steps away from the exit, knowing exactly who that voice belonged to. "Hey," Rafe called again. "Get over here."

You'd been back in the Outer Banks a total of three days. You definitely hadn't been planning on seeing Rafe Cameron so soon. Well, after how last summer had ended, you hadn't really been counting on seeing him at all.

You spun on your heel, plastering on your best fake smile, and headed in the direction of Rafe's voice.

It's okay. Act casual. He's just an old friend. There doesn’t have to be any weirdness. You said to yourself, trying to calm your nerves.

Rafe was seated in a corner booth at the back of the restaurant, his arm slung over Phoebe’s shoulder who, herself, was sitting practically in his lap. Her expression looked especially irate at the fact that you were interrupting their - what was going on exactly? A date?

"Uh, hey guys," you said, approaching their table.

"Y/n!" Rafe repeated. "You're back for the summer?"

"Yeah, we got in a few days ago.”

"How are you? How's the boyfriend?"

Why the fuck was Rafe asking about Evan? You wondered, your eyes narrowing trying to gather some explanation from Rafe's face.

"We actually broke up. Last September. He hasn't been my boyfriend for a while." Correction, you'd gone back to Oregon and hadn't stopped thinking about Rafe, for the second year in a row. It didn't seem fair to Evan so you’d tried to let him down gently, the week before auditions for the fall musical no less. It became pretty clear how torn up about it he was when he started crying during the monologue portion of his audition and the tears weren't the kind you forced out solely for a performance.

"How sad," Phoebe said, turning her lip down in a fake pout making it clear she couldn't care less.

You just smiled back at her, not wanting to give any kind of validation. You could feel Rafe eyes on you.

"Okay, well, I guess I'll see you around." You turned to leave. Your mom was waiting outside in the car, probably wondering what was taking so long.

"I hope so," Rafe replied.

☼☼☼

You blinked your eyes open, adjusting to the bright sunlight filling the room. You rubbed the sleep from them, yawning.

Holy shit. This was definitely not your bedroom; this was Rafe's room. The events of last night came rushing back, the morning bless falling away.

You'd run into Cleo at the grocery store after your mom had sent you to get an onion she needed for dinner. Cleo had been buying chasers for Sawyer's my-parents-aren't home-and-they-left-the-liquor-cabinet-unlocked party and invited you. And you went. Which was probably the first mistake of the night.

Rafe had greeted you at the door with the kind of smile that screamed "I don't even remember our fight last summer." You'd opted to ignore the white powder under his nose, likely the reason for his bloodshot eyes.

The party had run dry after a few hours so Rafe offered to grab some more from his house since his whole family was in the Bahamas house for the weekend. You’d went with him because what the hell. The night hadn’t even been the least bit awkward. Mistake number two.

You sat on the Cameron's island counter as Rafe riffled through the cabinet, trying to decide which bottle Ward was least likely to notice was missing.

"Do you trust me?" He’d asked.

That was a loaded question but you’d nodded your head yes. He'd pushed your knees apart, stepping in between your legs like that's where he belonged.

"Tilt your head back," he'd instructed and you had.

Rafe uncapped the bottle of Malibu, pouring it straight into your mouth. He’d hummed with satisfaction as you swallowed the liquid. Your eyes locked as he ran a thumb up your neck and over your chin, whipping away the bit that had spilled before he brought your lips to meet his. It was by far the hottest thing anyone had ever done.

The kiss had tasted salty and coconutty, like the drink he had just poured into your mouth. He moved his other hand to your hip, pulling you in closer.

You'd only broken apart to fumble your way upstairs and into his room, shedding your clothing on the way, your lips finding each other's again and again, kissing like there was some ticking clock counting down the seconds.

You remembered the way Rafe's name had tumbled off your lips with his hand between your thighs. How his blue eyes held yours as he pushed into you. The sweet praises that he whispered into your ears as the both of you came underdone together. The way it all felt so fucking right, like the universe apologizing for the last two summers.

You hadn't meant to fall asleep, to spend the night in Rafe Cameron's bed but he'd wrapped his arm around you and your head fell to rest on his chest and sleep just came.

You kept your movements slow afraid of creaky floorboard as you slipped out of his bed. Sneaking out without Rafe waking up was sure to be the path of less resistance. Hadn't last night been a drunken mistake?

Your shorts had landed next to the bed and your bra was hanging from the door handle, the irony of that wasn't lost on you.

Rafe cleared his throat. "Good morning," he said. Oh, shit. So he was awake.

"I was just looking for my shirt," you replied.

The Cameron's front door opened with a bang. Cole and Milo's voices filled the house seconds later.

"Dude," Cole hollered. "Who'd you fuck last night? Some chick's panties are on your staircase."

Rafe's eyes meet yours and he leaped out of his bed. "Linen closet," he hissed, pulling open the door of the hallway closet and pushing you inside. "Stay here."

His footsteps echoed as he rushed down the stairs, stopping at the bottom to pick up your underwear and shove them in his back pocket.

"I need a fucking boat day," Rafe said to the boys. "I'm hungover as fuck. Can you go see if the Yeti coolers' in the garage? I think Ward brought it up from the boat last time."

"Uhh, yeah, sure," Milo answered. "C'mon Cole."

The sounds of their chatter disappeared and Rafe ran back up the stairs, pulling open the closet. "Okay, the coast is clear."

"Rafe, should we...uh...you know...talk about it?"

"What's there to talk about?" He asked back.

"Right," you answered unsure if you really believed that casual sex with Rafe Cameron was a possibility. "Can I have my underwear back?"

He shrugged, a smirk growing on his lips. "Nah, I think I'm gonna hold onto them. For safekeeping." What kind of bullshit patriarchal move was that? He looked over his shoulder to the lower level. "Milo and Cole will be back any second, you should probably go."

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You silently thanked your yesterday-self for having left your window unlocked just in case. You closed it quietly behind you and dove into your bed. The door to your bedroom swung open seconds later.

"Why are you still in bed y/n? I told you yesterday that we were going dress shopping for Midsummers today at noon. It’s less than a week away. Get up, please," your mom said.

"Sorry, mom. I'll meet you downstairs in ten."

"Hurry up." She pulled the door closed behind her as she left your room.

You breathed a sigh of relief, throwing off the covers you had hicked up to your neck to hide last night's outfit. Shit, had you really slept with Rafe Cameron? And then he brushed it off like it wasn't going to change things? As if whatever was going between the two of you couldn't get more complicated.

☼☼☼

The light bounced off the three-way mirror you were standing in front of, making the bedding on the dress sparkle.

"Turn around," your mother instructed. Apparently, this year's Midsummers’ theme was Hollywood Glamour like it was the fucking Met Gala or something so she'd been forcing you and in out of red dresses for the past hour and a half. "I really like this one y/n. The bow is so cute."

You resisted rolling your eyes. The bow was hideous, plus the high-low skirt screamed middle school dance. The bedding was itchy and you’d hardly had the dress on for five minutes.

The front door chimed announcing a new customer and Phoebe's figure appeared in the reflection of the mirror.

"I'm gonna go try on a different one, mom," you said, trying to duck into the changing room before Phoebe had the chance to see you.

"Wait, wait wait." Your mom grabbed your hips pulling you back in front of the mirror. "I just think this looks perfect on you, sweetie. Look," she stepped behind you, using one hand to twist your hair up into a makeshift updo. "you can wear your hair pinned up like this and we can get you a sparkly headband. It'll be gorgeous.”

You definitely weren't wearing any kind of a headband based on the fact that you weren't twelve anymore but, more important, you needed to get out of Phoebe’s line of sight like now. "Yeah, okay, mom. That sounds fine. We can get it then."

"Aw, honey. Do you not like it?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. "Cause we can try a different score. Even though this is the only dress store for thirty miles," she mumbled under her breath.

Phoebe glanced over from the front counter, her eyes meeting yours in the mirror. Your mother's voice became muffled as panic rose in your chest. You hadn't even thought about it last night but now all you could remember was Phoebe with Rafe's arm wrapped around her at The Wreck.

Phoebe abandoned her position at the front of the store, walking over to you.

"Hi y/n!" She started, her voicer reaching an octave that screamed fake niceties. "You must be y/n's mom. You two couldn't look anything more alike." That was a lie. You and your mom couldn't look more different. It was your older sister who was practically your mother’s clone.

God, what game was Phoebe playing?

"Oh my gosh.” She took half a step closer forcing you to notice the couple inches she had on you. "Is this your dress for Midsummers? It's so cute," she said, somehow managing to pronounce cute with two syllables.

Another lie. The dress was terrible.

"I'm just picking up my dress too. Custom-made." Phoebe flashed a smile to your mom. "I'm trying to talk Rafe into getting a matching bow-tie but he refuses. Boys," she giggled.

Shhe must have registered the look of surprise on your face. "Oh, did he not tell you we were going together? I wouldn't take it personally. We've been going together since freshman year. It's tradition at this point."

The saleswoman returned from the back of the store, a garment bag in her hand. "Well, I've gotta run. See you around!" She pranced off, her vanilla perfume lingering in the air.

"She seems nice. I'm so glad you're making friends here, honey.”

"Oh, yeah. She’s the best." If your mom heard the sarcasm in your voice, she chose to ignore it. "I'm going to try on the black one," you huffed, heading back into the changing room.

It wasn't like going with Rafe to Midsummers was in the realm of possibilities anyway, so why was it bothering you so much that he was taking Phoebe? Either way, there was nothing stopping you from making Rafe wish it was you on his arm instead. Petty wasn’t usually your style but something about the memory of Rafe’s lip on your neck being fresh in your mind made all rational thoughts go out the window. Game on Phoebe.

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batwritings · 3 years ago

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Ok I'll come back-w-

Also like abit of story of the au like how you met schlatt (slight nsfw mentioned at the end-w-)

OK WRITING TIME(uh fem reader sorry BUT I CAN WRITE ONE FOR MALES OR GENDER NEUTRAL!^^) i APOLOGIZE for any spelling mistakes

Your old crew had kicked you out lucky you hadn't gotten injured you found a another ship you smirked and started to head towards it you tried your best to carefully climb into it while climbing you poked through a window to see two people chatting you couldn't see what they looked like but one most be the captain and the other just a crew member.

You have made as sound as the perosn who you think was the captain stopped talking you quickly ducked down you wasn't scared(yet foreshadowing-) you just didn't wanna deal with shit right now "shut up what the fuck was that?"the captain said as the crew members just titled his head"what was what? I didn't hear anything?"they asked only for the captain to scuff"no i definitely fucking heard something"he got up and looked at the window which you was still ducked under after not seeing anything he shrugged honestly he didn't give a shit you quickly went back to climbing.

as soon as you made it on you was faced with 3 crew members "shit!"you mumbled they quickly grabbed you if there was just one or two you could have easily took them but you didn't give up you struggled "GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OF ME!"you growled "oooo captains gonna rip you apart!"one of them stated"HA! Im not afraid of your shit captain" One knocked on the door while the other two kept you held someone opened the door "this better be important or I'll kill yo-"the captain froze "who the fuck is that?"he asked "we caught this little lady trying to sneak on" the captain looked over at you maybe you was slightly wrong about being afraid oh trust me you wasn't fully scared just slightly nervous he was super tall short brown hair slighy beard a very tattooed chest along with the short hair on his head was two ram horns.

"Bring her in then leave"he ordered they nodded walking in dropping you making you growl they quickly left afterwards leaving you with the tall ram man walking around you you got up dusting yourself off "tsk tsk so you little lady think you can just come onto my ship?~"he asked still walking around you "honestly yeah what the fuck you gonna do about it?"you crossed your arms "firey aren't we?~" you remembered you had a dagger in your pocket your hand slowly reached for it as he was facing you "so whats your name little lady?~"he asked "might as well tell you for fun its not important its y/n~"you sated"the fuck you mea-"before he could finshe you hand with the dagger went to his chest he quickly grabbed your hand smirking he could have easily took the weapon away but he wanted to toy with you after A few seconds of fake struggles he pinned you to the wall easily still smirking "frist you sneak onto my ship thinking i wouldn't find out and then attack me abit rude of you doll~~" the nickname made your face turn to disgust he liked your firey personality and how quick you was "now how about you tell me why your here or I'll kill you i mean i might kill you anyways but theres a small chance I'll let you leave"

You rolled your eyes"fine my old crew kicked me out"you stated still pinned to the wall "so i found this piece of junk"the ship wasn't that bad you just wanted to mess with him.

He smirked more "listen i like you not a huge fan of you calling my ship a piece of shit"he growled abit but still had a smirk"you have 3 choices here doll either 1 you work with me and the crew 2 i kill you right now or 3 i throw you out in the water no mess for me" you was confused "you really just gonna let me join?" The man shrugged "honestly don't give a shit but you try and betray us your fucked" you nodded "names schlatt"he stated.

It took a few days for the crew to like you they didn't like the fact schlatt just allowed you on the ship but not wanting to piss of schlatt they didn't say anything but they warmed up you was firey and flirty(mention of the lasy request)

NSFW mentioned here👀

As much as you was fire when ever you was with schaltt with some spicy time you was so soft and would just moan as loud as you could this man also wasn't afraid to rail ya in front of the crew(another mention of the last ask)

Aaaagh i hate this but here

~~Brainrot~~

....why do you hate it? that was fucking AWESOME Brainrot!!!! :D Ooh fuck pirate!Schlatt hits a different sort of way. Ya'll please give this lovely person the attention they deserve for this!!!

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firebirdsdaughter · 3 years ago

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I'll ask Horobi though I'm sure somebody else already has, but I'll throw in Miki too for fun ^^

No one has, actually. ^^; I don't have many friends. I'll do both.

Horobi

Favourite thing about them : Uhhh… Everything?? He's amazing, he's such an interesting, complex, powerful character, even when the writing is fighting him tooth and nail.

Least favourite thing about them : The way he was treated, both by the writing and by the audience. I need to know what absolute insanity was going through Takahashi's mind.

Favourite line : Oh, gods, so many, for so many different reasons. Top are probably his last words to Baby Jin, his 'we are not slaves to humanity' lines, and when he finally said Fuwa's name in the VCinext, however painful the rest of it was.

BrOTP : Uhhh… Jin's his son, well Baby Jin was his son, Neo Jin is like… His son's imperfect clone? Probably Ikazuchi and Naki, in a way, although I am fond of at least him and Ikazuchi being romantically involved in the past, pre-Ark, but by the present Horobi is a different person bc of everything he's been through and it wouldn't work out. It's not perfect bc they both turned on him for having trauma, but he has a better relationship w/ them than any other character besides…

OTP: FUWA. I realised pretty fast the were my faves and so wanted them to interact, and then I started au shipping them, and then they got a rivalry and by that point I was getting parallel/not so different 'being manipulated/used/controlled' vibes from them and then the show started following through and I was just gone. And then the show fucked me over and was like 'lol that all never happened,' but they cannot undo what they have done. Horobi and Fuwa invented enemies to lovers and I will die on this hill.

NOTP: Several, for different reasons? For ex him and Gai and him and the Ark are things I don't actually see as healthy or want to see in canon, but like exploring bc they are messed up and twisted and I like tormenting my favourite characters. Like 'my canon' features both depicted as abusive and being part of why Horobi's so messed up. Meanwhile, Yua and Aruto bc they treat him terribly and do not care about his well being at all, and then Jin and Izu bc the former is/was his son, the latter is a) absolutely not capable of consenting to any kind of romantic relationship, b) is too young for him, and c) also doesn't care about his actual wellbeing. (same could be said for Neo Jin, honestly)

Random headcanon: Horobi likes watching Fuwa make faces. He is content to watch Fuwa's expressions for hours.

unpopular opinion: Horobi was one of the two least at fault for what happened in that warehouse. The other was Izu. Everyone else had a large hand in enabling/provoking/allowing that situation.

favourite picture of them: Uh, anytime he's onscreen??? Okay, fine, I’ll use this one.

*** Miki

Favourite thing about them : So, so much. I may have only met him bc of Sunagawa, but I am absolutely attached to him. I haven’t mentioned him recently and I feet bad about that, I’ve been going through some stuff, but I still love him. I guess you could say just how… Realistic he is? Like he’s very realistic for a young, rather troubled man thrown into a situation that’s just way over his head and way more complicated than he’s equipped to deal w/ and eventually breaks him down, which… I just feel all the time.

Least favourite thing about them : How little he shows up! :( On the one hand, like I understand he’s not the main focus, and as far as parts in the greater plot go, I don’t feel like he necessarily needed anything else. It’s not like Zero-One where Horobi’s lack of a past left a massive hole in the narrative, the story as a whole doesn’t need Miki to have more focus, I just would like to see it.

Favourite line : Oh… Oh, goodness. You��re um. You’re putting me on the the stop. But I’m gonna stretch this a bit and just say, from the musical, his part of the song w/ Mister Wonderful Baritone and Cartwheels With Guns (what are their names again???), like after he’s revealed to be a Fury for the first time. If anyone knows what I’m talking about. I can hum the start of it.

BrOTP : … Hmmmmm… I guess I could say Souma for this? Or maybe Chizuru? I guess Itoh could count although I see them as a little complicated. The thing is my knowledge of actual Hakuouki is very limited bc I only became involved bc Sunagwa (which I’m okay w/), so I’m not so familiar w/ the other characters. Although the musical convinced me that he, Souma, Chizuru, and Nomura could have been Squad Goals™ had things been different.

OTP: Souma, coincidentally. I don’t need them to be romantic, but they are so similar and so balanced and the parasols… Ahhhh. I’m so in love w/ their duet during the final duel and I just. I’m love them. Angry gruff guy and super anxious polite guy, but they both have other layers like Miki is actually quite anxious and unsure of himself and Souma is capable of great badassery when called upon.

NOTP: Uhhh… Not really? I guess the typical ‘don’t ship them w/ family’ kinda thing.

Random headcanon: Gotta filch this from you actually, but the idea that he’s some sort of more advanced kind of Fury, maybe bc he’s just taken to it so well, or Koudou was using him for further experiments… But him finding out that things that usually kill regular Furies don’t work on him, and the poetic tragedy of him being driven to the point of wanting to die but never being able to.

unpopular opinion: Uhhh… I don’t interact much w/ the wider Hakuouki circles, so I have no clue. I don’t think my sorta shipping him w/ Souma is exactly unpopular so much as it is not something most people pay attention to.

favourite picture of them: ANY. AGAIN. But to keep in the vein of emotional moments/meaningful expressions and movements/Sunagawa being good at acting…

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morimallow · 4 years ago

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Dive With Me

⚠ : slight (?) NSFW in the beginning.

pairing: Hoshiumi Korai x reader because he be second to my Morisuke.

HOLY SHIT, I FORGOT. THIS CONTAINS SLIGHT SPOILERS ABOUT THE HAIKYUU MANGA.

“K-Korai..!” you called out his name as you tightened around his dick. “Slow down.. a-ahh..” You grabbed the edge of the headboard to gather some strength because he was pounding into you real good. He was filling you to the brim, hitting the exact same spot over and over again.

He leaned closer to you with his mouth dangerously near your ear. Hearing his soft grunts and heavy breathing just turns you on even more than before. “If you want me to slow down, you have to beg,” he pulls out his thick cock until only the tip is in, he continued, “louder, for my name,” he thrusts in you in one swift harsh move, “and harder, my darling.” You clenched your dripping pussy upon hearing that endearment he only uses in bed.

You moaned and screamed his name as he thrusted in and out of you harder and faster. “Fuck, baby. Are you trying to milk me, huh? You feel so fucking good.” Without a word, you squeezed him inside you as you ride out your orgasm prolonged by your boyfriend's hot groans and marks by sucking your neck. Korai followed you and came inside, his thick cum filling up the condom haha u thought practice safe sex.

After resting for a bit, he stood up in all his crowning glory I mean dude he's seriously hot threw the condom in the trash bin and went back to the bed spooning you.

He placed soft open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder and nape, secretly trying to look at your phone screen.

“Korai, love,” you started and he hummed in response, his all attention on you. “Can we adopt?”

He moved his hand from your waist down and started drawing soothing circles on your stomach. “Why? Is one of us infertile or something? We can just make one. You should've told me to stop using con—” You cut him of by your hysterical laughter.

“Fuck!” You continued laughing, grabbing his hand tightly around your stomach as it starts to hurt. Then finally, you said, “But we can't make a whale, babe. I want a whale.”

Right then, you were now laying on your back and you see in your peripheral vision that your boyfriend is staring at you— blankly. After a while, he said breathlessly, “Are you serious right now? You're unbelievable.”

“But I really want a whale. Midnight is so cute!” you tried to reason out to him. You had your obsession with whales when you were in junior high. These large mammals roam in vast and calm oceans that you just wanna swim with them forever. You were a professional diver even before you started college and graduated from a prestigious school, earning your bachelor's degree in Marine Biology and now you're taking up Cetology for further studies.

Seeing that your boyfriend is still not convinced, you straddled his stomach, completely forgetting that you're butt-naked. Placing one of your gentle hands on his hard and toned chest, you gave him your puppy eyes, “Just look at him!” you exclaimed as you held out your phone to him, picture of Midnight's tail above the water.

And with that, Korai almost gave in to your charms like he always does. He placed his rough and calloused hands on your hips, “Baby, we can't possibly home a huge ass whale here—” and you snapped. You know Korai doesn't share the same love for whales as you do but he should at least know it's illegal to take whales from their natural habitat.

You got up and stood by the bed and said with such disappointment, “Home a whale? That's what's impossible. It's an adoption! It's just a certificate but the staff would take care of him. They'd just send us pictures and videos of our baby and that's it.” You stomped towards the bathroom, with your back facing him, you said, “You should've at least known that I'd never adopt a whale to live in our house but to help them,” entered the room and slammed the door at his gaping face.

Feeling irritated at your actions, Korai decided to share this to his team and get their opinions.

“Even you, Kageyama? Seriously,” he scoffed and went out for his early morning run. You usually go together but you're both irritated so Korai decided to just ignore you.

Walking out of the bathroom, you saw that Korai was no where to be found. Maybe I hurt him..? You tend to not think of someone's feelings when it comes to whales. Guessing that he won't be back until lunch or probably until dinner, you went to your university to continue your lab research. If he'll ignore you then might as well ignore him too.

You couldn't concentrate on your research and your professor suggested you go home early and come back when you feel better. You agreed, thinking that your boyfriend was waiting for you to come home and you'd make your dinner together but when you got home, it was empty. It was cold and just.. dull. He's not here. It's just a house.

Trying to be optimistic, you started to make dinner. Since your boyfriend is an athlete, you made him something which is low in carbs and high in protein. You were always thoughtful and observant — keeping tabs on every little detail about him. Like how he crunches his nose when he blushes, how he kisses your forehead when he has early morning practice, the way he moves making the smallest sounds possible because he doesn't want to wake you up..

An hour passed. Two, three, four..

You lost count and fell asleep in the dining room.

You've had enough. Alright, Y/N, you're going to the university, finish Chapter 4, pass it to professor, continue your experimentation, go for an evening jog and don't think of Korai. Who cares if you're getting busy the day before your birthday? Not like your boyfriend will throw an unexpected party or at least come home, right? You're pathetic. And you did just that.

Sun shining through the window, you slowly opened your eyes. You looked at the clock and it was already 11AM. Maybe he's home. You ran towards the door, with the biggest smile on your face, to see if his shoes are there. And they weren't.

You came home at around 21:32 and you're beat, so, you took a quick shower and went to bed, not bothered by the fact that he didn't come back.

The soft mattress of the bed left your back and was replaced by two strong and muscled arms. It was warm. It was home. It was Korai. You didn't believe that he was here carrying you to who-knows-where. But even so, guilt was eating you up and you said to the dream Korai, “I'm so sorry, love,” and you sniffled a cry. The dream Korai kissed your forehead and then a peck to your lips. “I'm sorry too, my love, but I need you to go back to sleep, okay?” He's not real but you muttered an okay back anyway.

When you dream, you always end up waking up on the floor not unless Korai is holding you in your sleep but you didn't expect that you'd wake up in a different.. soft bed. You slowly sat up because you were kinda dizzy. Maybe you did fall off the bed but the small window inside the room said otherwise. It was still dark out, probably dawn. Your boyfriend's Adlers jacket caught your eyes. It was hung beside the window with a pair track pants and your favorite shirt from Korai's closet. Feeling a little chilly, you wore the given clothes and tucked your hands inside the pocket of the jacket. You felt a paper and took it out. It read: Come to the upper deck, baby. There are signs so you won't get lost. I'll be waiting.

You saw him leaning slightly over the railings. With the strong wind and waves crashing against the ship, he couldn't hear you walking towards him. You placed your arms around his torso, placing your hands against his rock-hard abs to keep it warm. “You weren't a dream after all,” you whispered more to yourself as you tightened your grip around him.

“I'm always real,” he replied as he took one of your hands and putting it up to his lips to kiss it. It was warm. It was real. Clenching your hand to a fist, you pressed your forehead against his back and held back the tears. “You're here. You came back..”

He turned around and held your chin with his thumb and index finger to look into your eyes. His features softened even more as he saw your tears. He cupped your cheek and held you by your waist, pulling you closer to him and pressed his lips against yours. You missed this. You missed him. The kiss was slow and passionate. You pulled for a brief moment to tilt your heads and came back to each other's lips. Eyes closed, bodies in one big bubble, and hearts connected. He pulled away and you chased his lips and slowly opened your eyes. He has this mischievous glint in his eyes. You know he saw you wanting for more and you blushed looking down.

“Fuck this,” you muttered. You wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your tip-toes, and kissed him again. This time, longer.

He snaked his arms around your waist and backed you up against the railing. He bit and nibbled on your plump lower lip as he pulled away, out of breath. He placed an open-mouthed kiss on your exposed neck and you moaned at the warmth.

“Let's go back to our room, yeah? It's quite cold,” he stated as he ran his hands through your hair.

“Carry me? You're warm,” you showed him your puppy eyes and super pouty lips, result of your intense kiss.

He shook his head and smiled at your cuteness. He spread his arms and said, “Jump,” and you did. He immediately supported your body as your wrapped your arms and legs around him, burying your head in the crook of his neck and dozed off.

You woke up again in a moving vehicle but this time, you were blindfolded.

“Korai! Are you fucking serious?!” you shouted because you have no idea where your boyfriend is seated or whether he is in the vehicle.

Series of laughters and uh-oh's erupted as someone chuckled beside you and kissed your cheek. “Don't worry, love. We're close. I just hope you're ready for this.” You scoffed, said fine, and squeezed his hand.

After a while, the vehicle stopped. The door was opened and Korai tugged your hand. As soon as you were outside, you asked, “The ocean..?”

Korai guided you to an office. You heard him say, “Mr. Hoshiumi. Yes.. yes. Thank you.”

“Ko-chaaaaaan, tell me what's happening. Take of—” And he really did take off your blindfold. He handed you a paper bag and instructed, “Go change into that. The changing room is up ahead to the right. I'll wait for you here.”

In less than 3 minutes, you came back to the spot and screamed, “I'M GOING DIVING?!” with so much excitement that the staff started to laugh quietly. You eyed your boyfriend. The wetsuit hugging his toned body and it occurred to you.. “YOU'RE DIVING WITH ME?”

Double-checking whether your gears are properly secured, your eyes caught a whale, leaping out of the water. You're frozen in the spot. “Korai..”

“Hmm?” he replied, busy with the equipment.

“I saw Midnight,” you said to him. Then, you turned to the staff who was with you and asked, “The whale who just leapt. That was Midnight, right? Tell me I'm right.”

As she was about to answer, the sound of a whale diving back into the water entered your ears. You whipped your head and just saw the tail. Your eyes widened. “Holy fucking shit, Korai! It really is Midnight!” you whisper-shouted to him.

His eyebrows furrowed and confusion was clear on his handsome features, “How do you know? You just saw it's tail.”

“Exactly!”

“What? Don't whales all look the same?”

You can't help but roll your eyes at his question. “Of course not. Whales are identified and and named by their tails. His name is Midnight because his whole tail is a dark shade of blue.”

“Oh, good. Now I can identify my son as well,” he said to you smiling. You melted at the sight but then you realized..

“Son?! You adopted Midnight?!” you whisper-shouted at him again.

“Yes, and why are you whisper-shouting? You can just voice out your excitement, you know?”

You glared at him, “Excuse me, Hoshiumi Korai. You must know that whales could be gravely affected by noise pollution.”

After diving into the water with Korai and the staff, who is holding a camera, maybe for documentation of something, you quickly searched for Midnight.

With your keen eye, you spotted him and quickly swam towards him, Korai and the staff followed behind, so you could bond with him.

While swimming with the adopted whale with so much joy, Korai grabbed your hand and made you face him.

You gave him a questioning look and it was answered the time he pulled out a small box and opened it. You were shocked.

You pulled the him upwards, heads now above the water. You quickly took off his mouthpiece and goggles. As you locked eyes with him, he knew the answer.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close, he held the box tightly in his hand and you wrapped yours around his neck.

Your lips met. The saltwater or probably tears joining in your mouth. He pulled away, pressed his forehead against yours and held your left hand. As he slipped the ring and kissed you once again, Midnight leapt just behind you. And the staff captured this perfect moments.

After getting the certificate of adoption and the whale brochure, you were now in the upper deck with Korai by your side, enjoying the full-blown formal engagement party planned by your fiance's rivals and now friends back in his highschool days.

With a drink in his hand, a light brown-haired man approached you. You recognized him as one of Korai's teammates in the Japanese National Team.

“Congrats, man. I was gonna let you pay double for the rent if Y/N-san here didn't accept your marriage proposal,” Yaku-san said and laughed lightly. He acknowledged you by bringing his cup of wine lightly towards you and you did the same.

“Thanks and as if I'd pay double. Go away. Shoo!”

“Oh, you're dissing the owner of the ship now? How bold, Hoshiumi-san,” then Yaku started to walk away. When he was near the door, he shouted, “Pay triple, you fucktard!”

As Korai was babbling incoherent words, probably insults, you grabbed him by the arm and pulled him towards the side of the deck where no one can see you. Looking down and pinching his blazer, “Give it me.”

“Give to you what?”

“Your coat! Let me wear it.. ”

He hugged you tight and placed his chin on top of your head, “Why, my fiancee? Want to show your possessio—”

“My nipples are hard, goddamn it, Korai!” you said it directly at his chest. He pulled away looked at your body. You looked extra ravishing tonight as you wore a red silk dress—low cut to show enough cleavage, a slit up just below your hip, spaghetti straps and your lower back fully exposed.

“You're so perfect I want to pound into you until you can't attend university for your degree but I'll deal with you later,” he said as he took of his coat and draped it over your shoulders.

“Let's go greet some more guests,” he said and started to walk towards the crowd.

Feeling a little bolder, you grabbed his tie and pulled him towards you, nose touching.

Maintaining eye contact, you licked his upper lip and said seductively, “Can later be now, darling?”

He groaned into the crook of your neck and replied, “I'm gonna give you the best birthday present yet.”

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#hq hoshiumi #hoshiumi smut #hoshiumi kourai #haikyuu hoshiumi #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #kamomedai #hoshiumi x reader #korai hoshiumi #korai x reader #hq x you

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Empty Castle

Pairing: JJ x reader

Summary: Three weeks after John B and Sarah Cameron were lost at sea, Kildare is still reeling from the dramatic events surrounding the death of its sheriff. JJ in particular has been struggling to get back to normal, so Y/N goes to try and help him get back on his feet. Sequel to Holding Cell.

Warnings: tiny bit of swearing, v sad JJ

Word Count: 4.2k (about double what I originally intended)

A/N: This took way longer than expected and I didn't mean for this to be so sad but it got real sad, so there isn't really anything beyond platonic until towards the end. I would highly suggest that you read Holding Cell first (perhaps because I worked hard on it and I want people to read it) but if you really don't want to then all you really need to know is that JJ and Y/N were childhood friends but hadn't spoken for two years until they both got arrested on the same day and they decided to be friends again. Cool, enjoy! :)

The bell for the end of school rang and the crowd of teenagers swarmed out, and you made your way to the bike rack along with your friends.

"So, my house for movie night?" Jess said, and the rest of your friends chorused in agreement.

"Actually, I have something else to do." You replied, fastening your helmet. "I'll come by after if I finish up in time."

"What are you doing?"

"I need to go see someone." You replied, quickly getting on your bike before any further questions could be asked. "Later guys."

You cycled out to the house that you knew was where John B lived - basically the entire island knew where he lived after everything that had happened - and left your bike on the porch. The front door was open.

"JJ?" You called tentatively. "Are you here?" You heard movement from one of the rooms and turned towards it, seeing JJ walk out a few moments later. He looked disheveled, shirtless and with messy hair.

"Y/N?" He asked, surprised. His voice was slightly gravelly, like he'd woken up not long ago. "Why are you here?"

"I came to find you, JJ. School started on Monday, you've missed the whole week."

"School started?" His question made you frown in worry. "Wait, how did know I'd be here?"

"Because you're not anywhere else." You answered, putting down your school bag. "Nobody's really seen you. I stopped by at your house and your dad said-"

"You did what?"

"Relax, JJ, it's not as if he has any idea who I am. And he told me that you haven't been home in two weeks."

"I'm surprised he's kept track." JJ muttered.

"Clearly you haven't." The comment made JJ pause. He ruffled his hair and let out a long sigh, looking down at his own appearance. "What have you been doing these past weeks?"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "It's kinda blurred. I go to work, I go fishing, I smoke. I really didn't realise that school had started." He crossed the room to the sofa and grabbed a tank top off of the back of it, throwing it on before making his way to the kitchen.

"So I take it you've just been living here." You stated, looking around the mess that had accumulated in the house.

"Yeah. Pope and Lie have been staying away from the place ever since, uh..." He trailed off, pushing his tongue against his cheek and clearing his throat. "But me, I'm here basically all the time. They use Heyward's boat so I've got the HMS Pogue all to myself; they use Kie's car, I get that busted up van." He laughed, but there was a real sadness behind it.

You watched JJ as he made himself a sandwich, and even from a distance you could tell that there was barely any food in that kitchen. A few seconds passed and you spun on your heel, starting to collect empty food packages from around the room.

"What are you doing?"

"Cleaning." You answered matter-of-factly. "If you insist on staying here, I insist that you keep it clean."

"Why do you even care?"

When you turned around to face him JJ was leaning against the kitchen door frame. He wasn't looking at you, rather he was staring at the floor. His body language was relaxed but you knew that that wasn't how he was feeling.

"What happened to the 'giving to whole friendship thing another try' deal?" You replied. "I'm just trying to live up to my side of the agreement."

"Maybe that wasn't such a great idea."

"Okay." You muttered after a stretch of silence. "Let's try this again later. You go off back to your bedroom or whatever, I'll clean up here and we can reconvene at a later time." You pushed past him into the kitchen to look through the cabinets for trash bags, and when you found them you pushed past him back to the living room.

"Y/N-"

"I'm not leaving, JJ, so don't even try it." You interrupted, throwing empty bottles and cans into a trash bag. You heard him mutter something under his breath and disappear down the hall, slamming the door shut behind him. You scoffed and continued clearing the house.

You got rid of all of the trash from the living room and the kitchen before knocking on the door to the room JJ had shut himself in. By now he'd had about half an hour of preparation for a civil conversation.

When you opened the door he was lying on his back on the bed with a hat covering his face, but you knew he was awake because he kept fiddling with his fingers and tensing and untensing his jaw.

"You ready to talk about it?" You asked softly, taking a seat at the foot of the bed.

"No." He mumbled, his response muffled by the hat over his face.

"Want a hug?" He didn't answer, so you took his silence to mean 'yes but I don't want to say it out loud'. You kicked off your shoes and shuffled up the bed so that you were lying beside JJ, draping an arm over his body and resting your head on his chest. He let out a long sigh and slowly wrapped his arm around your body, pulling you in closer.

You stayed like that for a long time, just listening to yourselves breathe while you waited for JJ to be ready to talk to you.

"We really ran off a cliff, didn't we?" He finally broke the silence, his voice quiet and full of emotion as he removed the hat from over his face. "Pope lost his scholarship, I've become a complete pothead, John B and Sarah are missing. We don't even have the gold."

"Gold?" You questioned.

"We found the wreck of the Merchant, Y/N." He whispered, staring up at the ceiling. "And we found the gold, underneath the Craine house, and Ward Cameron took the whole lot out from under us while the town was on a manhunt for John B."

"Oh my god, JJ!" You exclaimed, sitting up. "You seriously found the Merchant gold?"

"Yep. To finish what Big John started. But it doesn't matter now, it's gone. Just like John B." His voice broke as he said his best friend's name, and you lay back down beside him.

"I'm sorry."

"They could still be out there, right?" JJ murmured. "I mean, they found the Phantom but they didn't find John B and Sarah. Maybe they got picked up by a ship."

"Yeah of course, that's totally possible." You nodded. The silence stretched out again, JJ sniffling every now and then as if holding back from crying.

After a while you sat up, getting JJ's attention and he turned his head to look at you.

"Let's go grocery shopping." You said. "There's barely any food in this house, you need some supplies."

"I haven't really got the money, Y/N."

"My parents just left town and I never spend all of the money that they leave so we can use that." You replied adamantly. "You need to get some human contact, okay? So let's go."

You climbed off of the bed and put your shoes back on before pulling JJ up as well. Reluctantly, he put on some shoes and grabbed the keys to John B's van.

+++

The two of you were out for about an hour. You stopped off at your house to grab the cash before going to the grocery store, where you ended up leading the shopping trip because JJ apparently had basically no knowledge of nutrition. Being with another person seemed to bring JJ out of the haze that he had been presumably for the past few weeks; he even smiled at a joke you made while you were at the checkout.

"I didn't expect you to have enough money for a full grocery shop." JJ said as the two of you packed the food away in the kitchen.

"Well, because my parents don't talk to each other they also don't coordinate their trips out of town which most often results in them both leaving money for me." You explained. "I never tell them, I just keep the extra cash as compensation for the neglect." You smiled, closing the cabinet you had been packing things into and turning around to take a seat on the counter. JJ finished putting away the last of the groceries and leant against the wall opposite you, folding his arms over his chest.

"Why'd you really come find me?" He asked.

"Well, after John B and Sarah got lost in the storm it was obvious that you weren't going to be doing the best." You answered, watching him carefully to gauge how he was feeling. "And when you didn't show up for school all of this week, I figured that you might need a friend to bring you back to reality."

"I, uh, I appreciate that." He nodded, his lips turning upwards into a small smile.

"Happy to help." A silence settled between you again, as it had many times throughout the evening, but it felt a little different this time; slightly more tense, but not in a bad way.

"Do you wanna go out on the boat?" JJ suggested. "The sun's about to set."

"Sure. Sounds nice." You replied, hopping off of the counter. His smile grew and he kicked off the wall, adjusting his hat on his head as he headed back to the front door, you following after.

You took a seat on the bow of the boat while JJ got it going, and you stayed in silence as he drove you out into the marsh. The sky was orange and violet when he anchored the Pogue, and he came to take a seat beside you.

"It's nice, isn't it?" He said quietly, looking out at the sun setting over the water. "I come out here most nights if I'm not still at work."

"Yeah, it's beautiful." You nodded. "What's your job?"

"Busboy in a hotel restaurant. You got a job?"

"Nah, I've got my absent parent money." You looked over at JJ and you could see sympathy in his eyes. "Don't feel bad for me, it's really not so terrible." You chuckled. You didn't need sympathy; certainly not from JJ, who was in a far more difficult situation than you.

You talked idly as you watched the sunset and when the sky turned dark you had settled into silence and lay back on the boat to look up at the stars. The two of you were lying with your hands on your stomachs, your elbows touching with the proximity in the small boat.

"What if they're not out there?" JJ whispered, barely audible.

"Then... we learn to keep going." You answered, turning your head to look at him. "Look, JJ, I was never as close to John B as you were, and I have no idea how you guys became friends with Sarah Cameron, but whether they're out or not, and whether they cane back, you'll always have them with you."

He turned to look at you too, tears shining in his eyes, and you reached a hand out to grab his and interlocked your fingers.

"I know it's cliché, but it's true." You smiled reassuringly. "They left you a piece of themselves to keep in your heart, and nothing can ever take that from you." He held onto your hand tightly, a single tear escaping his eye as he tensed his jaw to try and hold back any more.

"I really miss him, Y/N." He sniffled. "He was my brother, you know." You quickly moved to hug JJ, your body half on top of his as he wrapped his arms around you tightly and buried his face in your shoulder as he started to break down.

You maneuvered the two of you into a sitting position so that you could wrap your arms around him properly, cradling his head in your hand. He held onto you tightly, his tears soaking through your t-shirt and his body shaking with his sobs.

Minutes passed before JJ calmed down, and you held onto his shoulders as you broke away from the hug.

"You'll be alright. Okay?" You said softly, and he nodded. "I'll drive us back." You wiped away the tears on his face with your thumbs with a smile, before getting up to bring up the anchor.

JJ stayed where he was sat while you drove the boat back to John B's house. You docked the boat and went inside, the atmosphere heavy. He took a seat on the sofa while you flicked on the lights.

"Can I tell you something, Y/N?" He asked.

"Yeah, of course."

"I used to have the biggest crush on you when we were kids." The confession left you a little shocked, but you didn't show it, and JJ continued. "John B used to tease me about it all the time. When we were thirteen, after, like, four years of pining after you, he told me that I just needed to man up and tell you... but I never did, and then our friendship kind of just fell apart."

"Why are you telling me this now?" You questioned, and JJ let out a sigh before shrugging.

"I don't know. With John B missing and you suddenly back in my life... it just feels weird." He answered. "But I'm glad that you're here. I think I really need it."

"I think you do too." You chuckled. "Now, I'm gonna make us something to eat."

"Us?"

"What, you don't want me to stay?"

"No!" He defended himself loudly, making you laugh. "No, that's not it at all. I just wasn't expecting you to."

"Well, I have nowhere else to be." You smiled before disappearing into the kitchen.

You busied yourself in cooking, cutting up some chicken and vegetables and throwing them into a stir fry. You were completely absorbed in what you were doing, humming to yourself while you pushed the food around the pan with a wooden spatula, so when you felt a hand on your shoulder it made you jump.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." JJ apologised quickly, taking a small step back. "I said your name but you didn't hear me."

"Oh, really? Sorry." You chuckled. "What did you want?"

"Just... You weren't weirded out that I used to have a crush on you?" He asked tentatively.

"No, of course not." You shrugged turning back to the pan. "I'll admit it was a little surprising, but we were kids and we were super close. Jess used to tease me about that all the time."

"About us being close?"

"Yeah. I remember one time she totally freaked out because you called me pretty. Can you get a couple of plates out for me please?" You heard JJ open a cupboard and take out a couple of plates.

"For what it's worth," He said, setting the plates down on the counter beside you and taking out some cutlery. "I still think you're pretty."

"Aw, thanks JJ." You smiled. "You're not too bad yourself."

"What's that supposed to mean?" He countered, feigning offense, and you laughed.

"Nothing. You're a good looking guy; not at all like the chubby cheeked little kid that I used to know."

You dished up your meals and you and JJ went back to the living room to eat. You kicked you legs up onto the sofa with your plate on your lap and tucked in. It was later in the evening than you would usually eat, so you were eager to get some food into your stomach. Even still, JJ practically vaccumed in the food and finished before you did. He took the plates back through to kitchen when you finished.

"You gonna head home any time soon?" He asked.

"I'm not in a rush." You shrugged. "I'll just be going back to an empty house." JJ hummed in acknowledgement. He lifted your legs up to sit on the couch beside you, putting them back down on his lap once he'd gotten himself situated. Maybe him being in such a vulnerable situation earlier had accelerated your connection, but it was like those two years that you didn't talk at all never even happened; you were just as close as ever, if not more somehow.

"You're gonna stick around, right?" He said, turning to look at you. You tilted your head slightly.

"Of course." You reassured, smiling. "I'm not gonna leave you now, of all times. Besides, I missed you and we were supposed to be trying the friendship thing again anyway."

"Yeah, the friendship thing." He muttered, downcatsing his gaze, and you frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"JJ, you can tell me." You took your legs off of his lap and crossed them under you, shuffling forwards towards JJ and lowering your head to try and catch his gaze.

"I..." He began but trailed off immediately. He let out a loud sigh, running a hand over his face and through his hair before taking a deep breath. "I know that I might just be saying this because I'm kinda fucked up in the head with my friends being lost at sea and all, but I think I still like you Y/N. As more than a friend." He rambled.

"JJ, we didn't speak to each other for two years." You replied, taken aback by what he was saying and trying to introduce some reason into the conversation.

"I know- I know that, Y/N, but... it doesn't feel like anything has changed for me." He explained, mirroring your body language and crossing his legs under himself to face you. "I get it, it's stupid, but I can't help that. I mean, I know that we were literally twelve years old but when we were friends before I think that there was something there. Maybe I'm biased because I liked you, but maybe..."

He looked at you, his eyes searching for any tell of what you were thinking, and there was a long pause while you thought.

"Even if there was something." You started slowly. "We were kids, JJ."

"We still are kids. We're sixteen." He argued. "When we were at the sheriff's station I felt something there, even though we hadn't spoken for two years. Tell me you didn't feel it too."

You looked away from him and took a deep breath. You would be lying if you said that you never had any feelings for JJ - he was probably the first real crush that you had - and it was probably your feelings for him that made you react so strongly when he would get himself into trouble. And you did think that being with JJ again felt much the same as it had done back then; plus, you hadn't been lying when you said that he'd grown up to be pretty handsome. Even still, he was going through an incredibly difficult time and you didn't think it would be a good idea to start any kind of relationship.

"Maybe... Maybe there might be something." You mumbled. "But right now really isn't the time to try it."

"Why not?"

"Because... well, you..." You struggled to articulate what you wanted to say.

"Y/N, I know it's a really messed up time, okay? Two of my best friends are lost at sea and I haven't spoken to the other two in weeks. I have lost all of the people closest to me and I feel completely alone, so maybe the fact that you're literally the only person that I have right now is making my feelings more extreme - I recognise that - but that doesn't mean that they're not real."

"JJ, I can't in good conscience agree to pursuing anything with you right now." You replied softly, shaking your head. It hurt you to have to say no.

"Don't you want to try?" He asked, voice a little weak as he looked into your eyes. "It doesn't need to be a huge commitment, we can just give it a try."

You looked over his face, the cogs turning in your mind as you thought through the situation. You really did want to give it a try, you were just worried that it might do JJ more harm than good. But the longer you ĺooked and him and the more you thought about the possibility, the more you wanted to pursue it.

"No promises, no big commitments... but I'll stick around." You smiled slightly, and you put a hand gently against JJ's cheek when he smiled back. "I just don't want you to get into something that's not good for you." He chuckled, taking your hand from his face and holding it in both of his.

"You've always been looking out for me." He mumbled, brushing his thumb over your knuckles. "Where would I be without you?"

"Somewhere messy I'm sure." You smiled.

"Definitely."

You sat in silence for a minute. You were watching JJ's face while he fiddled with your fingers. He let out puffs of air every once in a while like he had just remembered something funny, and it made you smile. You yawned, suddenly realising that you were actually really tired.

"Since I'd be going home to an empty house anyway," you began, breaking the short silence. "Would you be alright with me maybe staying here for the night?" JJ looked up from your hands with an amused smile.

"Of course." He answered happily. "I could use the company."

"Great."

He stood up from the sofa and gently pulled you up after him. Your hands remained connected as he walked you through to the same bedroom as earlier and flicked on the lights.

"This is where I've been crashing." He said, quickly scratching the back of his neck. "You can stay here with me if you want, or you can stay in the other bedroom if you'd rather do that." He became noticeably more tense at the mention of the other bedroom, and you just knew that it was because that was John B's room even though you'd never been there before.

"I'll stay here." You smiled, giving his hand a comforting squeeze. "Can I borrow a t-shirt?"

"Yeah, sure." He let go of your hand and crossed the room to a duffel bag in the corner. "There's stuff in all the drawers so I've kinda just been living out of this thing." He pulled out a t-shirt and handed it to you.

"Thank you." You smiled as you took it. JJ nodded awkwardly and shuffled past you out of the room, pulling the door shut after himself.

You quickly rid yourself of your school clothes and put on the t-shirt that JJ gave you - which was long and baggy on your body - before hopping onto the bed and covering your legs with the covers. He came back in not long later carrying two glasses of water.

"I figured you might want a drink at some point." He mumbled, setting the glass down on the bedside table. You gave a grateful smile and quiet thanks as he turned on the bedside lamp and then went to turn off the main light.

"We used to have sleepovers sometimes when we were kids." You mumbled as he walked around the bed and climbed in beside you. "Do you remember?"

"Yeah, of course I do." He smiled, lying down. "We used to stay up until midnight thinking that it was a big deal."

"It was back then. Midnight is really late when you're ten years old."

"I miss when little things like that could be so exciting." He sighed, staring up at the ceiling. You looked down at him thoughtfully, absentmindedly reaching out to brush a piece of hair out of his face.

"Well, anything can be exciting with the right company." You said softly. His eyes shifted to connect with yours and he smiled ever so slightly. "We have the whole weekend ahead of us, maybe we could do something fun. Go surfing, like old times, maybe?"

"That sounds nice." He murmured.

You shuffled down the bed to rest your head on the pillows and reached over to flick off the table lamp. You lay on your side facing JJ as he remained looking up at the ceiling. With the moonlight coming through the window you could just see the silhouette of his face and a slight shine where the light reflected off his eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" You whispered after a while.

"Lots of stuff."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Maybe tomorrow." He answered with a sigh, turning his head to look at you. "But thanks."

"No problem." You smiled. "We'll talk tomorrow." You shuffled towards JJ and curled into his chest as he wrapped an arm around you. You felt him press a very light kiss to the top of your head and it made you smile. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." He replied, holding you a little tighter, and you fell asleep in each other's arms. For the first time since John B and Sarah went missing, JJ had some comfort and you were happy to be the person to provide that for him.

#obx #outer banks #obx fanfiction #obx jj #jj obx #jj outer banks #jj maybank #jj x reader #jj x y/n #jj maybank x reader #jj mayback x reader

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theficplug · 5 years ago

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Girls Trip {Erik fic}

Warnings: 18+, smut.

{reader goes on a cruise with her girls during winter break post-breakup & meets Erik when she needs him most. The intro to a series. I hope that y'all enjoy this long ass intro x}

“Told you you'd like it! We know what you need.” your friend Lynelle says as you and your other 2 best friends step into the lobby of the ship.

Your original plan was to stay home and catch up on much needed sleep and netflix binge watching during Winter Break but Khadijah, Tasha , and Lynelle (Lennie) had other plans.

They could never get on the same page to go on a proper vacation but the one time you wanted to be left alone they've decided to get it together.

2 plane rides and now you're here on a cruise on the way to 'paradise'.

The last few weeks went by in a blur while you were buying bikinis, trying to contain your emotions, and leaving behind your frozen over city for Bali.

You'd be lying if you said that you weren't a little excited to be leaving behind a terrible end to a 4 year relationship.

“Girl I just paid 12 dollars for Netflix this month. I planned on staying home and re-watching The Get Down. I need to at them and ask them when they're gonna add Crooklyn." You say as your phone begins to go off.

"Uh-uh, just cause your man had community dick don't mean you gotta feel like you did something wrong. You are the sweetest and most caring person I know and gave everything you had for that man. You are a strong beautiful talented black woman. You run your own business and don't need his ass for nothing. And if I were into girls I would've been shot my shot back in the 7th grade. Now, we gon' get tipsy, dance the night away in 23$ dollar heels, and find a fine ass beard to rid-"

You quickly cut off your best friend by answering your mother's call. You held onto Khadi's hand to let her know that her support means everything to you.

"Hey Mama. Yes I made it safe and sound." You say into the phone as you shake your head and laugh at your girls.

"HEY MA " Khadi says waving as she smiles at the woman on the other side of the phone she's known for over half her life.

"Hello Khadijah, are you behaving yourself ?" She asks as Khadi shakes her head with her tongue sticking out.

"MY GIRL." Your mother says as they both laugh and point at each other through the screen.

"I'll talk to you later, enjoy yourself baby. Sometimes a little fun and laughter is the cure for heartache. Love you, be safe." She says before ending the video call.

"Alright , we all meeting up for the foam pool party after the tour right? Cause I need to shower and stuff first." You say as everybody agrees

An hour or two later you were standing in front of the hotel mirror giving yourself a pep talk in your new bikini. You eyed your reflection as you tell yourself that somebody son is gonna love on your fupa, and the 3 years wasted with Derrick isn't going to matter anymore.

"Knees. Knees. Come on knees." Khadijah yells as Lennie and Tasha drop it low and make it clap as a chorus of 'ayyeeee' erupts in the elevator.

You make your way down to the lobby with the girls after throwing back a few shots in Lennie's room. You past by a group of other girls in the elevator and they were blasting Cash Shit from their phone.

"Link up with us later." Paris says from the other group before moving over to the party already happening.

The drinks are flowing through your system and Tasha is filming you for the gram as you sing along to the music. You accidentally trip backwards onto a man behind you before immediately apologizing and giggling.

"You good mama." He says as he catches you with one hand and the other still holding his drink. Without missing a beat he twirls you to the beat so that you can play it off.

"What's the nigga name?" He asks as he takes another sip of his drink and tries to act like he ain't see you watching the suds slide down his scarred and chiseled chest to his happy trail.

"Excuse me?" You ask confused as he flashes his gold fanged grill and cock his head towards the phone in Tasha's hand as she gives you a quiet 'oooh shit okay'.

"The one you tryna prove a point to. Only name that matters now though is Erik." He says as he grinds against you and move your braids to your other shoulder.

"Alright Erik, lemme see if you can keep up then." You tease him as you begin to whine on him and ride the beat as he keeps up behind you. You realize you have an audience now with his boys glancing over at you and your girls watching him.

His hand holds you in place before he asks if it's alright if he kissed you. You nod before you know it his soft ass lips are on yours. He pulls at your bottom lip slightly while you continue to whine on him.

"Thank you for the dance." You say before you place one final kiss to his lips as the song ends.

You walk over to Tasha before grabbing her hand and leaving to find Lennie and Khadijah

You knew he was still standing there watching you walk away you turned to give him a look over your shoulder with a raised brow.

"Stop watching my booty" you mouth at him jokingly

"YOU CAN'T EVEN BLAME ME. ITS FAT AS FUCK." He yells back to you over the music.

After an hour of dancing and having a good time with friends you only checked your phone once to find 3 messages from Derrick begging you to call him then two talking about how disappointed he was with you.

You stepped out onto the upper deck to tell him to stop calling you and ruining your good time.

"I can do what I want. I'm fucking grown. All you ever did was sit at home on your ass and criticize me for every damn thing I did. I made sure you were happy when I wasn't even okay… And fucking my cousin was your way of showing me you loved me huh? Don't call me no more and stop calling my mama asking her about me too. " You yell into the phone before hanging up.

You stand there staring out at the ocean for a moment. Trying to breathe deeply and ground yourself so that you don't cry.

"You good?" You hear a voice call from behind you.

"What, you following me now?" You ask Erik as he pulls up one of the lounge chairs to sit next to you and light his blunt.

"Nah, not at all. I came out here to smoke and chill. All that going on in there really ain't my scene. My boys got me to come here. They got white boys in there doing backflips off the balcony and shit. I probably would've still been at work right now." He say as he exhales and leans back against the lounge chair.

You laugh softly before shaking your head.

"That's how I ended up here. I was planning on spending Christmas and The New Year at home with my family. But my friends had this surprise for me to ring in the new year in Bali. And now here I am. I'd still rather be watching Godfather of Harlem. I gotta catch up." You say sitting next to him in the lounge chair. He instinctively wraps his arm around you letting you lay your head on his shoulder.

Granted, it probably seemed weird as hell to be cuddling with somebody you just met and barely knew but to both of you it just felt right in the moment.

"Godfather of Harlem ? That show is my shit. It's slept on forreal… If you ever in Oakland you should stop by sometime. I run a museum based on preserving black art and culture." He scrolls on his phone until he finds some of the pieces and shows it to you. But the main thing that stood out was Stevens Black Art & History: for the culture.

"Erik Stevens?" You gasp and sit up to get a good look at him

"Yeah , why you looking like that? What's up?" He questions

"Oh my fucking God. We was best friends back in the day. It's me, look, minus the bifocals, braces, and that James Brown bob my mama gave me damn near every day." You say and he stares at you in awe for a second.

"Damn it's really you." You says quietly as he runs his thumb over your cheek imagining you the way you looked in 5th grade.

You loved Erik growing up and spent almost all of your time together but after his father died you didn't get to say goodbye. He was taken into the system and after that you heard that he was in the military doing who knows what. You tried to find him but after a while it was no use. You couldn't believe how different he looked now. He looked tired down by the woes of life but still as beautiful as the day you met him.

" 'Member this?" You ask as you fish your out of the pocket of your cover-up and start playing Best Friend by 50 Cent.

You watched as he looked up at you standing up to dance. You pull him up too as he puts out the blunt while laughing and stepping with you.

"If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time. Can I be your best friend, if you promise you'll be mine?" You sing to him as he twirls you around

"First we get the talkin, then we get the touchin. If we get pass the phone games we'll be fuckin. I kiss like the french therefore my tongue in your ear. Do it like the dogs do it girl and pull on your hair. For me a different scenery just mean a different position. In the tub or on the sink I improvise now listen. In the chopper or on the jet join the mile high club. I'm no fool I know money can't buy me love. But I'm a different type of nigga that make sure that you know. Instead of a rose, there's a hundred dozen of those. See I see somethin special when I look in your eyes. With your legs way back I see this pussy is mine. If you ain't sure when I'm talkin I don't tell you no lies. But there's things that you say that have me wonderin why. When I don't say what I'm thinkin it don't mean that I'm shy. Got on that shit you picked out for me that's why I'm so fly." He raps effortlessly while kissing softly on your neck and all those memories start flashing back to you as you sway with him.

"Damn you still remember all the lyrics to our song." You say to him as you look over to see your girls and some of his friends.

"You out here ? Bitch! I thought I was gonna have to do an interview on First 48 for yo ass. I was gon' drop a raft over to come find you. You know I can't swim and I don't got my floaties with me." Khadi says as she walks in with Tasha and Lennie .

"I'm sorry I came out here for fresh air and then ended up literally finding my fuckin childhood best friend. Before the baddest bitches on the planet came to be. There was THEE duo. Everybody meet Erik."

After everyone got to know each other. Y'all brought the party to the secluded little upper deck with the perfect view of the ocean. You had drinks , music, and good company almost enough to forget about the whole situation back home.

"Girl you know I love you but my feet hurt and Sebastian said he gon' rub em" referring to the man she currently had her arms around.

"Alright , we'll meet up in the morning for breakfast" you tell them before giving them kisses goodbye and heading out with everybody.

Tasha and Lynelle were currently singing to each other and sharing cute kisses off to the side. You couldn't help but to smile and think of how true love must feel. To love and be fully loved back like that.

You were standing in front of your opened room door when you realized that his room is across from yours but he had no plans of sleeping in it.

"Uh-uh. Who said you were invited in?" You ask Erik with your index finger on his chest.

"I thought you said you wanted to watch Netflix? We can order room service and everything. Whatever you want" he says to you licking his lips and closing the gap between the two of you.

"I want to forget. I want to have fun. I want to feel loved and appreciated for once. That would be nice." You say quietly as he takes his hand in yours. Pressing small kisses to each of your knuckles.

He hesitates for a moment before leaning in to kiss you slowly. He held your face in his hands as he continued to back you into the room kicking it closed with his foot.

"I'm glad that we found each other. After all of this time. " You say to him in between kisses

"Believe it or not I kept that picture of us. The one your mama took of us at the zoo next to the monkeys. I took it with me on tour everywhere. Right next to my mama's picture in my wallet. I never lost a battle. I made it home in one piece. Shits wild." He said zoning out for a moment like he was going somewhere else.

"Heyyy." You call softly. You move his hands from your waist

" I've got you." You whisper to him before leading him to your bed and laying him back.

You wrap your arms around him almost cuddling him as you lay your head on his chest while listening to his heartbeat and sitting on his lap.

You place a soft kiss to his lips before moving away from the bed to change, settling on a large shirt and nothing else.

Erik followed suit and just stripped to his boxer briefs before you come back to the bed carrying soda , your laptop, and snacks.

"And before you ask. Yes, I packed my laptop because work never stops, and yes I packed snacks because I can't find Takis out here." You say chuckling softly while he shakes his head laughing softly.

You both settle into a comfortable position before loading up the movie. You settled on Nappily Ever After but it wasn't long before he was softly kissing on your neck with his hand under your shirt.

"Gonna eat it from the back. That's cool with you" he mumble into your ear.

If that's cool with me? BIH, I'm trying to let you give me twins. Triplets even. Play it cool. Play it cool . You thought to yourself before saying a silent apology to your girl Sanaa Lathan as you quickly moved the laptop to the bedside table.

"Damn she pretty." He says before kissing each cheek and gripping the back of your thighs. You knew what was coming next as your hands found the headboard and arched your back.

You can feel his tongue begin to explore the back of your thighs to your folds as he bends you forward.

You hiss softly as his hand began to roam. You looked back at him as his fingers enter you. He begins to slowly and deeply work you open for him. You knew that you were dripping at this point and couldn't contain how loud you're being.

You can hear him let out a groan as he gets his first taste. Before you know it he's devouring you like you're his favourite meal and is completely in his element. His hands are massaging over your cheeks while he suckles your clit and then slides his tongue in. You begin to work your hips down onto it as he's on his knees behind you. His fingers massaging skillfully over your clit.

"That's how you want it? It's all for you." You egg him on shakily as you reach back to grab at his dreads knowing that you're nearing your orgasm. You thought you were seeing stars but the audacity of this man bringing his hand down hard across your left then right cheek and then the pom-pom itself, did it.

Your toes curled and your head was tilted back as you continued to ride his face and the orgasmic wave crashed over you so hard it took your breath with it.

You called out his name speaking in all types of broken Xhosa as he begin to lap you up and savour your taste.

When you stopped shaking he sat back on the bed, proud of himself as he licked his lips.

You turned to face him and he wasted no time continuing to massage you.

But what you hadn't realized during changing you accidentally dialed Derrick. Who's now on the other end, yelling into the phone

{to be continued! I hope that it was alright!}

#erik killmonger smut #erik killmonger #black panther fic #black panther smut #black panther imagine

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sourestlemon · 4 years ago

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So. I made a bet with my friend that I could get through Omegaverse Haikyuu fanfiction because he says I can’t so if I read https://archiveofourown.org/works/13330632/chapters/30514041 that I’m going to get free icecream and twenty bucks.

But still, Bokuaka! Bokuaka is beautiful, I should rant about it more actually

This is me talking about this fic as I read, so it’ll be updated until I finish

Note, I’ve finished and it’s very very long. You’ve been warned

There’s my review and meta at the end of this as well as some critiques

Spoilers ahead.

“The Jewel of Seijou”

THE WHAT NOW

IWAOIIII

Bokuaka is so fucking cute dear god.

Oh. It’s sinful now

Ushijima better stop throwing shade at my boi’s

“"I can't believe you all think that you can go against the crown and live!" Ushishima says silencing them all. The alpha was slowly emitting his pheromones wanting to show them all his superiority. No one said a word against him. "Toru! I didn't know you'll be as lowly to use your family name to gather us here!" The alpha seethed to the omega that could have been his wife. Iwazumi hackles raised and bared his lips at the beginning of a growl. "And you!" Ushijima turned to Bokuto full on emitting his pheromones making the rest of the alpha's shoulder hackle cautiously and Oikawa to cling at Iwazumi. But Bokuto meet Ushijima calmly, unfazed by the bloodlust while Akaashi was frozen to his spot but didn't show any emotion.”

So what we get out of this paragraph is

1) Bitchy Ushi. I love Ushijima don’t get me wrong he’s precious but like. This fic Ushijima? Son of a bitch walking up in here like “Toru! How dare you be so lowly—“ and fucking trying to dominate everyone.

2) Protective Iwaizumi. Protect the precious Seijou Jewel. Do it, fight for him, protect him he’s scared.

3) Is Ushijima salty because Oikawa didn’t choose him? Oh god, he is isn’t he.

4) Akaashi’s go to emotion isn’t emotion.

5) Shits about to go down, Bokuto is gonna flip eventually, if Ushi threatens anyone—it’d probably be Oikawa or Akaashi seeing as they’re omega’s—I can see Bokuto and Iwaizumi just flipping their shit.

God I’m way to invested. Why did I read this

USHIJIMA IS A COWARDLY LITTLE BITCH IN THIS FIC, STAB HIM HINATA

D O I T

Awww Kageyama cares, Tsukki cares

OH MY GOD TENDOU!

More people came surrounding them. "What the hell," Akaashi recognized Iwazumi's voice.

Iwaizumi’s reaction is the only respectable reaction.

Wait this has major character death in the tags

Fuck

Everyone has decided that Oikawa and Akaashi must be defended but just once I want them to flip their shit and kill someone. Just once.

Bokuto, Lev and Iwaizumi all want to protect Oikawa but Iwaizumi doesn’t even fucking trust em.

Why does everyone act like Nishinoya not wanting to move on so quickly is a bad thing? It’s perfectly reasonable and I hate how everyone is like “What’s wrong with you, do you not like us?” And getting super standoffish or snappish simply because Nishinoya loves Asahi so much and doesn’t want to feel like they didn’t need him.

I really don’t like how Nishinoya/Tanaka/Ennoshita became a thing in this fic. It would be cute if it didn’t just happen because Nishinoya was desperate and if he wasn’t he wouldn’t have fucked Tanaka.

Oh dear god I don’t want Kenma to die.

Oh thank god it’s okay.

Fuck I forgot they had boobs

Did Bokuto almost name the Kuroken baby Oya but changed last minute?

BO ISN’T COMING BACK IS HE?????????

I’m feelin a little sniffly. I might fucking cry over an Omegaverse fic. Oh how the mighty have fallen

Oh my god the stars. I don’t think Bo is coming back y’all. I’m so nervous

The fuckin royals aren’t getting Keiji. No. Nuh-uh FUCK THAT SHIT

THAT’S BOKUTO’S MATE STAY AWAY FROM HIM

-cue mac worrying about oikawa because seijou is allied with fukurodani and an easy way to tear seijou away from the alliance is to kidnap oikawa and iwaizumi might split to keep him safe and ushi fucking knows this and possibly tendou also oiks is pretty as fuck-

BOKUTO IS OKAY!

Iwaizumi making Bokuto promise to save Oikawa if things went to shit makes me so worried but the same time his lil speech made my IwaOi heart so happy.

Suga bby...

BOKUTO JUST KILLED A FUCKING CHILD

Tendou, Ushijima I never thought I’d say this but I fucking hate them right now. They better not hurt the other best Boi’s.

Ushijima is salty as fuck confirmed.

"You truly are a piece of art," Ushijima said gently ...."But not as beautiful as him," the alpha muttered as he threw the omega to the floor.

So, this little snippet sent disgusting shivers down my spine for two reasons.

1) Ushijima just yeeted Akaashi, my son and

2) Any reader knows who the ‘he’ Ushi is talking about is, the only person in this book who is said to be as beautiful as Akaashi. You guessed it, the boi who rejected Ushi-fucking-jima, Jewel of Seijou himself Oikawa Tooru.

The thing that grosses me out the most about this paragraph just on its own is that Ushijima is either guessing about what Oikawa looks like, or he actually knows which overall just gives me the heebie jeebies because Oikawa definitely didn’t want that. What makes my skin crawl in this little snippet is what Ushijima would do when if he got his angry little hands on Oikawa—or Iwaizumi, but Iwa would probably be killed or used as a bargaining chip.

Hmmmmm, I’m pretty sure Ushi is in love with Tendou but the beauty statement still stands possibly???? Unless specified otherwise, because Akaashi and Oikawa are canonically considered the most beautiful people in the fic.

Also this entire chapter just makes me feel so gross, fuck Ushijima man. Fuck him.

My Ushijima loving heart hurts reading this fic.

I just want Akaashi and Oikawa to straight up kill someone. Please, anyone who I don’t care about

I FUCKING SEE THE MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH WARNING AND I DON’T LIKE IT

FUCK

NOT BOKUTO

WAIT IS HE ALIVE

I WANNA SEE MY LITTLE BOY

HERE HE COMES

I WANT TO SEE MY LITTLE BOY

"I came right on time," Bokuto forced out his voice cracking with emotion. "Now I can engulf you in my arms and brighten your days despite the absence of the sun. You will no longer have to endure the cold winters alone. I'll be with you, I be there for you and our child," The alpha vowed his hands itching in need.

"Are you going to leave us again?" Akaashi needed to know. The omega already knew that he wouldn't be able to survive being apart from the alpha. He knew that he wouldn't win the battle with the overwhelming loneliness.

"The seas could dry up, the mountains could turn to pebbles, the trees could die and the whole world could be on fire and I still won't leave your side."

That was all Akashi needed to hear as he leaped into his alphas arm and let go of all the pain he has held in

I’m not crying I swear

They walked together side by side and Akaashi finally faced them. They were both beaten, bloody, and torn butinstead of feeling satisfaction he felt remorse. They both looked at him with soft, wide eyes, and he realized that this was the moment they were waiting for. They wanted to see the child that they both desperately wanted and Akaashi decided to give them a parting gift.

Akaashi had won, he had won from the very beginning and he held his trophy who was a small babe with golden orbs, with mutant white and black hair. He hadn't lied to Tendou when he had said that the baby looked exactly like his father.

OH MY FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOD I’M SOBBING DON’T TOUCH ME

Meta and Review

So I just read A/B/O for the first time and I knew absolutely nothing about the entire trope that Mpreg existed and to stay the hell away from it. Please remember this in the meta and tell me if there way of dividing characters is ever specified or if it’s just decided by top-bottom dynamics.

Wow.

The story was pretty good outside of what I’m about to talk about. I liked the ships and most of the buildup, the worldbuilding seems solid, the war and UshiTens situation was really interesting to me and it made Ushi and Tendou a bit morally gray and could’ve talked about how people could do bad things for what they thought were the right reason and everything was clean cut.

Overall? Eh. Could’ve been done better

Not onto the rest

This doesn’t seem as toxic or inherently bad as most fics I’ve seen, I didn’t really like how Omega’s are always inherently feminine—the dresses, jewels, how they’re seen as inherently weaker and sometimes helpless, how they’re always referred to as “my lady”—and aren’t really given another choice because they might have the ability to reproduce in A/B/O but they aren’t women. It’s okay if a man is really feminine but for all of them to be? It rubbed my the wrong way.

I wish that the power structure was handled different in A/B/O in general. Omega’s seem to be treated like they’re helpless and I just...don’t like it? Omega’s might be submissive but that doesn’t make them physically weaker and if it did, I would’ve thought they would have picked up some other useful skills like diplomacy or strategy.

As usually, my example of how a character could’ve been handled better is Oikawa.

He’s my favorite character and I adored him but he just didn’t really deliver. It felt like he was being treated like a kid throughout this entire fic, it didn’t seem like he was doing anything during the war. Even if Omega’s don’t have a lot of physically prowess and abilities, what happened to Oikawa’s strategic and analytical nature? Why was it never mentioned in any of Bokuto’s POV sections because out all the leaders of the Allied Kingdoms, Oikawa is the best strategist—Kuroo is the exception, not the rule and I thought they should’ve been working together because smort boys—but he was simply hidden away.

Now I have no problems with all the protective IwaOi scenes when they’re in immediate danger—it makes perfect sense if Omega’s are physically weaker but have other usable talents that are taken seriously—and Oikawa simply can’t talk his way out of said problem.

I do however, have a problem with cowering Oikawa. That feels so OOC at the beginning of the first scene I cited, where is all of the quick wit and worthless pride from the show? Now, it makes sense for Oikawa to start getting scared and simply slip behind Iwaizumi once Ushijima tries to dominate everyone and all the Alphas start freaking out if Oikawa is at an actual, physical disadvantage—I feel like the alpha’s their have similar frames, or at least most of them do. Bokuto, Ushijima, Kuroo and Iwaizumi are jacked and beefy, everyone but Iwa is relatively tall too. Now, Oikawa’s tall too but he’s much thinner and leaner. I’d be scared too if everyone could break me like a twig if it came down to it—but no ??? Apparently at the first sign of any conflict he just gets scared??? He doesn’t know what’s going on in his own fucking kingdom ???

This is not Oikawa.

I didn’t like how they treated most of the Omega’s actually, it felt like they were just reverted to helpless damsels in distress. What happened to Kenma’s observation skills? Nishinoya’s everything?

More importantly, what decides Alpha’s and Omega’s? Is it up in the air like gender is? What are Beta’s then? It can’t just be who’s top and who’s bottom, that would mean the alpha-beta-omega- status wouldn’t be decided until you had a mate

From what I’ve seen in the fic, it goes by ship dynamics but what if the characters who had more strategic, cunning, observant traits and weren’t as buff and muscly would be Omega’s and had the brain power while characters who relied more on physical prowess would be Alpha’s and dominant in a purely physical way sometimes while characters who were an odd combination of the two would be Beta’s.

Going by my logic, instead of the top being the alpha and the bottom just being an omega without any personality it would be...

Bokuto- Alpha, like he was in the story. He’s definitely more physically inclined then Akaashi.

Akaashi: Omega, same as in the fic. Not to say he isn’t athletic but he relies more on his mind.

Iwaizumi- Alpha, like in the fic but from a purely physical standpoint and because he can rein Oikawa in when his friend starts going nuts.

Oikawa - Beta, he’s quite powerful but he’s also manipulative, strategic and his mind is scary as fuck.

Kuroo- Beta, he relies on his physical prowess and dorkily perfect brain a lot so he’s also a mixture of both.

Kenma- Omega, physically he’s a twig but his mind is what makes him the brain of Nekoma

Hinata- Alpha, he doesn’t use his brain a lot and has a lot of physical power

Kageyama - Beta, he’s pretty smart when it comes to volleyball and he’s also physically strong

Suga - Omega, he’s quite clever and his brain power out ways his physical prowess by a landslide

Daichi- Beta, he firms strategies and relies on his brain, plus his killer thighs

Tsukishima - Beta, he has his hue fur and athleticism but his brain power is also strong as fuck

Yamaguchi - Beta, he seems to be really people smart and eventually his serves are pretty good.

Can Betas get into a relationship with other Betas? I don’t know or care, we stan Alpha-Alpha, Beta-Beta and Omega-Omega ships here

I DON’T KNOW IF THIS IS HOW IT WORKS THO

do I have to read more

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hunter-the-sad-skeleton · 4 years ago

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Overwatch OC Character Interactions(Winter Edition!)(Part 1)

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Mercy: Winter, have you ever considered becoming a medic or healer?

Winter: Nah...I don't wanna take up people's time like that!

Mercy: Oh, sweetheart...

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Winter: Your wings look pretty!

Mercy: Oh! Thank you!

Winter: No problem! You just look really pretty!

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Winter: How does it feel to be up in the air like you are most of the time?

Mercy: It's nice, if you are not afraid of heights! Maybe I could carry you up with me sometime!

Winter: If I ever get over my fear of heights, I'd...I'd like that!

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Genji:

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Genji: Hello, young one!

Winter: Hello, not-so-young-one!

Genji: That is...Quite fair, honestly.

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Genji: Why are you so short?

Winter: Why are you so nosy?

Genji: Ah. To hold all of that built-up anger. Understood.

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Winter: So we're on the same team for once! Same team for the first time! Feels great!

Genji: Not quite...

Winter: Huh? What's that supposed to mean?

Genji: Oh, um, nothing. Never mind, it was a slip of the tongue.

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Genji: Have you ever felt true peace before?

Winter: Well...When I hang out with you, sure!

Genji: Oh...That is...quite sweet of you to say...

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Genji: Okay, memory check, what's the last thing you remember from before you woke up?

Winter: uh....You gave really good hugs!

Genji: Ah....That's...A good thing to remember, yes.

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Mccree:

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Mccree: I'm curious, what do ya see me as?

Winter: Hm....Big brother!

Mccree: Aw! That's sweet!

Winter: Because you're as annoying as one!

Mccree: okay, THAT hurt. OUCH.

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Winter: I know why Apple Pie is your favorite treat!

Mccree: Why's that?

Winter: Because you're as sweet as one!

Mccree: Okay, THAT'S adorable.

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Winter: What time is it again?

Mccree: It's hi-

Winter: Oh, wait, I can check my watch; it's five thirty one!

Mccree: RUDE.

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Winter: Mccree, you like Pie, right?

Mccree: Yeah, why?

Winter: Your ult is High Noon, right?

Mccree: I don't like where this going.

Winter: One could call it...PIE noon?

Mccree:.....I WANNA SWITCH TEAMS. PLEASE.

Winter: Don't be like that! Just CRUST Me on this one!

Mccree: LET ME SWITCH PLEASE.

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Hanzo:

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Winter: So you're Genji's brother, right?

Hanzo: Yes, why?

Winter: Does that mean you have dragons too?

Hanzo: Yes.

Winter: Neato!

Hanzo: I will pay you to never say that again.

Winter: Okay, I'll say Tubular instead!

Hanzo: I will pay you EXTRA to not say THAT either.

Winter: Cool beans, bro!

Hanzo: *HEAVY SIGH*

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Winter: Your ult is dragons, right?

Hanzo: Yes. Why?

Winter: How many are there?

Hanzo: Two, I believe.

Winter: So you have the....SCALES OF JUSTICE on your side?

Hanzo: CAN I PLEASE BE PUT INTO ANOTHER TEAM?

Winter: *Giggles*

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Hanzo: Why do you like puns so much?

Winter: They're PUNDERFUL, Hanzo!

Hanzo:............I am leaving.

Winter: No, wait, I agree, my puns can DRAGON for a while!

Hanzo: YOU CANNOT STOP ME.

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Winter: Everyone uses a gun of sorts, what do you use?

Hanzo: A bow and arrow.

Winter: Whoa! Really?! That's cool!

Hanzo: It's always good to find one who finds the Bow and Arrow a cool weapon. It is rare, but always a treat to find one of such understanding.

Winter: Wanna see what I use?

Hanzo: I suppose there is no harm.

Winter: *Pulls out large scythe* This is what I use! And it ain't just for cultivating crops!

Hanzo: Wow. You are a danger to all, including yourself.

Winter: Oh, I know! But it's cool nonetheless!

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Soldier 76:

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Soldier 76: What do you remember from before you woke up? Just doing a quick memory check.

Winter: I remember that.....You were grumpy!

Soldier 76: Ah. Good to know that the sass has stayed through the memory loss.

Winter: What now?

Soldier 76: Oh! Nothing!

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Winter: Dad! Did ya see what I did last round? Did ya see how I did?

Soldier 76: Yes, I did. I very much so saw.

Winter: Are you proud of me?

Soldier 76:.............Yes.

Winter: Yay!

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Winter: Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!

Soldier 76: What!?

Winter: I wub wou!

Soldier 76:...............get back to work.....I love you too.

Winter: *Giggles*

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Winter: Dad, is being short a bad thing?

Soldier 76: Nonsense!

Winter: Awwww-

Soldier 76: It makes you have great aerodynamics and able to fly farther if we need to throw you towards the enemies as a distraction!

Winter: Dad.....!

Soldier 76: Wait, no, that was a joke, I'm so sorry!

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Winter: Daaad!

Soldier 76: What?

Winter: When are you and Papa gonna get together?

Soldier 76:...................I DON'T LIKE HIM.

Winter: The tension between you two huuuurts!

Soldier 76: I DON'T LIKE HIM. NOW STOP.

Winter: You secretly do though~!

Soldier 76:......................

Winter: Dad...?

Soldier 76:....If you tell ANYONE, I will put you in the corner.

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Reaper:

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Winter: Papa! Guess what!

Reaper: What?

Winter: I won a round!

Reaper: Good job.

Winter: Are ya proud of me?

Reaper:..............Yes.

Winter: *Happiness noises.*

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Reaper: How are you good at your job? You're so...SMALL!

Winter: I may be small, but I can say f-

Reaper: OKAY, NO NEED TO SHOW ANY FURTHER, YOU CANNOT.

Winter: Coward! I will swear if I please!

Reaper: DON'T YOU DARE.

Winter: FRICK. HECK.

Reaper: *Sigh* you are a disaster...

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Winter: Papa, why do ya wanna be so scary all the time?

Reaper: It scares the enemy.

Winter: AND?

Reaper:...........And 76 gave me the outfit.

Winter: ship.

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Winter: Do you ever play any card games?

Reaper:.....Why?

Winter: Because some card games require die, die, die!

Reaper:..................Stop being adorable.

Winter: *Giggles* Or you'll DIE of laughter?

Reaper: I will tickle you. DON'T test me.

Winter: Eek! No!

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Winter: So, when are you and Dad gonna get together?

Reaper: *Coughing fit*

Winter: OH GOD, I KILLED PAPA!!

Reaper: NEVER ASK THAT AGAIN. YOU ARE BANNED.

Winter: But you OBVIOUSLY like him!

Reaper: BANNED. THAT IS IRRELIVANT.

Winter: You're supposed to be Reaper! Get some guts and ask him out!

Reaper: You can't tell me how to live my li-er...AFTER-I did NOT mean that. I DON'T LIKE HIM.

Winter: Oh, both of you are HOPELESS....

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Zenyatta:

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Winter: Zen-Zen!

Zenyatta: Hm? Yes?

Winter: Hello!

Zenyatta: Oh! Hello!

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Zenyatta: Have you ever experienced tranquility, young one?

Winter: Well...When I hang out with you and bro-bro Genji!

Zenyatta: Oh, that's so sweet!

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Winter: I don't see why people have a problem with Omnics! You guys are neat!

Zenyatta: I agree, we only wish to exist in harmony with humanity.

Winter: Exactly! Why can't people just get along?

Zenyatta: Some people are tunnelvisioned in their world views.

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Winter: How are you so calm all the time?

Zenyatta: I think of all the good things in life and meditate on them.

Winter: How do you meditate?

Zenyatta: Everyone does it differently.

Winter: Maybe I should try it...

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Zenyatta: I heard you met my student, Genji, yes?

Winter: Oh! Yeah! I have!

Zenyatta: What do you think of him? What do you feel he is in your life?

Winter: He's my big bro-bro! He's nice! I like him!

Zenyatta: Ah...I see!

Winter: Yep!

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Winter: What do ya like to do in your off time, Zen-Zen?

Zenyatta: I like to meditate, observe nature, maybe have tea with Genji, and just relax!

Winter: Sounds nice!

Zenyatta: Oh, it is!

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Mei:

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Mei: Hello, Winter!

Winter: Oh, hi!

Mei: How are you?

Winter: Good, craving death, you?

Mei: I'm sorry, what was that last part?

Winter: You?

Mei: Before that!

Winter: Comma?

Mei: Winter!!

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Winter: Maybe we should form a team of our own! Mei and Winter! Unstoppable forces! An a-Mei-zing duo!

Mei: *Giggle*

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Mei: Winter, since your name is Winter, what's your opinion on cold weather?

Winter: It's okay, I guess!

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Mei: I heard you like puns, right?

Winter: Yeah, they're pretty n-ICE!

Mei: *Laugh*

Winter: My puns are COOL with you?

Mei: *Harder laughing.*

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Winter: Wait, do you still have Snowball?

Mei: Yes! I never leave him anywhere!

Winter: Can I meet him?

Mei: After this match, sure!

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Bastion:

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Winter: Hey big guy!

Bastion: *Greeting beep*

Winter: I think you're adorable!

Bastion: *Flustered thankful beep*

Winter: Awww!

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Winter: Bastion, Bastion!

Bastion: *Quizzical beep*

Winter: You're doin' great!

Bastion: *Happiness beeps*

Winter: Aww!

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Bastion: *Calling out beep*

Winter: Yeah?

Bastion: *Encouraging beep*

Winter: Awwww! Thanks, bud!

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Winter: Hey, Bastion!

Bastion: *Beep of acknowledgement*

Winter: *Imitating Bastion's happy beeps*

Bastion: *Ecstatic happy beeps*

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Winter: Bastion, how do you stay so positive?

Bastion: *multiple beeps.*

Winter: So deep...so wise...

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