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kiwiikato · 5 months ago

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mommy’s here // ken sato x reader

Chapter Nine

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note: so like i died.... IM SORRY EVERYONE, i have so many comments to read and respond to so i'm sorry for the disappearing. i just get so busy with my mental health and family. i don't have tumblr on my phone always, it's an on and off thing so thank you for the patience. this chapter is really choppy and maybe misspelling. sorry guys <3 :(

you sat cross legged on the floor at the hidden base under kenji's house. kenji and mina were with you as you stared at the baby kaiju who babbled and cooed at the cartoons that played for her.

you watched as kenji admired himself in the reflection of the containment unit, styling it for his public image. you couldn't help but to tag along in admiring him as well, it isn't everyday that you get to admire athletically attractive kenji sato! but it was not your everyday, for the past months it has been.

"mina, we got plenty of fish and pon de rings, right?" ken asked as he straightened out his coat. "yes ken, we're all stocked up." ken turned around, turning to the both of you. "now if she wakes up, put her show on. let her dance her little heart out to that stupid song. and if there's any trouble, you let y/n know. and if you need additional help, you ping me on this."

ken raised his arm, showing off his watch to you both. "ken, she's never been safer. have a good time." mina said reassuring him of the baby kaiju's safety. he smiled softly, turning to you as he crouched down to your level. "let me know if you need anything, okay? i'll drop everything and come back. i'll be back soon, don't worry that pretty little head of yours about this interview either, okay?"

you nodded, giving him a happy "okay!" to which he smiled back. "atta girl." his hands found your face as he pulled you in, placing a kiss on your lips and then another on your head. you blushed at his affectionate actions, still not so used to them. he smiled as he got up, walking away to the interview he had promised to ms. wakita.

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you got rid of the containment unit that held your baby kaiju in, asking for help from mina to pull up a hologram of an area covered with trees. the reason why was to show the baby how to play a game of hide and seek.

she was getting restless and persistent asking for kenji to come back. none of the videos playing were enough to satisfy her so you took it upon yourself to distract her with a new game.

you showed her you hiding behind a tree or a bush of sorts, giving her time to mimic you. it didn't take long for her to get the movement down as she copied you. "good job girl! you got this." you said cheering her on.

it was then that an idea came into your head. "mina, can you help me with a demonstration?" mina floated down towards you. "yes y/n, what would you like me to do?" she asked as she hovered in front of you.

"can you do me the favor of counting to twenty, letting me hide in that duration of time like your typical game of hide and seek. i want to show the baby kaiju how to do it so we can both play." mina nodded in her own way, flying to a tree near by.

she 'closed' her eyes as she faced the tree and waiting for your signal. "okay baby, me and mina are gonna show you hide and seek. just sit and watch, okay?" you told her as she cooed. "okay, ready mina!"

you ran as you heard mina began to count down. your feet hit the floor as you ran through the trees, looking for one in a closed area to hide you better. diving into the area, you crouched down, pulling your body to your knees to make yourself look smaller, more hidden to mina.

mina soon hit twenty, moving away from the tree and began to look for you. the baby kaiju watched, wondering where you went. her eyes followed as mina searched for you, yelling your name out to lure you out. no response came from you, showing no signs of who she considered to be her parent.

it wasn't long before she panicked, her eyes began to glaze over with tears, bringing her to cry as she yelled out for you. your body that was hidden stiffened hearing her cry, instantly jumping away from the trees that blocked you from her view.

"mina! call the hologram off!" mina instantly stopped playing, returning the big room back into its metallic silver state. you turned into your ultra form, rushing to her as you picked her up. you held her to your chest, softly rubbing her back as you rocked her side to side. her head perched at your shoulder as her small hands wrapped around your neck and shoulder.

"there there. i'm here, everything's okay." you hummed softy, trying to soothe her. "would you like me to pull out the containment unit for her?" mina floated up to you asking. "yes please, that would be nice, thank you."

the containment unit rose from the ground, opening to allow you to put the baby kaiju inside the familiar area. she grabbed the crushed car, hugging it to her body. "do you want to see daddy?" mina asked her to which she cooed. you watched as her eyes lit up, having a soft spot for kenji.

"here you go." mina pulled out videos of kenji making her happily spin around to watch them all, forget in about the incident from earlier. "how about a snack while you watch?" mina asked as a small platform with a huge fish rose to her. "oooh look at the fishy, so yummy!" you cheered as she grabbed the fish and ate it happily.

her joyful expression didn't last long, changing into one of discomfort as her stomach grumbled from the fish she ate. she burped out, a green circle of gas leaving her lips as she looked at it weirdly.

"oh my! what you're experiencing is acid reflux. symptoms include heartburn, nausea-" mina was cut off by the baby opening her mouth, a nuclear burp of sorts shooting out a laser that burned through the glass of the containment unit.

you and mina panicked, as she escaped, pushing through the hole, letting her out into the open space. the whole room set off with alarms, flashing the room with red and sirens. mina ran to the side waving her robotic arms. "look over here. look at daddy. he's right here!" a inflatable figure of kenji grew from the ground, looking slightly disturbing at the way his face was plastered on.

you stared at it confused. "where did you even get this mina?" "please do not question." you laughed slightly, returning back to the situation as the baby kaiju ran up to the inflatable and hugged 'kenji'.

"y/n, go searching for kenji. he's not answering his watch and i'm worried we won't be able to fix this situation ourselves. he's at tonkatsu tonki."

you nodded your head, quickly running out of the place, not without hearing the pop of the inflatable. you ran into kenji's garage, taking one of his other motorcycles to reach him. 'sorry ken, hope you don't mind this.' you thought to yourself as you revved the engine and drove forward.

the wind fought against your body as you sped quickly off onto the bridge, stunned at how it grew over the body of water that separated you from the city. it wasn't long before you reached the main land, driving around in a hurry to where ken would be.

you had to stop at a red light, impatiently waiting for it to turn green. your eyes widened, watching a pink object jump over the city as it landed down and chased after something. "is that-" your phone rang, quickly answering it to mina.

"y/n, the baby is in daikanyama, i was able to contact ken, he is currently heading that way." "thank you mina." you hit the gas in the motocycle when the lights turned green, quickly cutting between traffic in a rush to reach the baby kaiju.

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ken frantically drove through the roads, searching for the baby after his alarm had went off signaling him of the chaos that was happening at his house.

"ken, a disturbance has been reported in daikanyama. there seems to be a large, pink creature terrorizing the locals. i am sorry. i'm a terrible babysitter." mina told him over his helmet of his motorbike. "yes, yes you are! where is y/n?!" he yelled over to mina.

"she is currently searching the baby kaiju. i had sent her out to contact you since you had not been answering my alerts over your watch. in the short time that she was gone, the baby had escaped." he groaned, worried but glad to know that he wasn't the only one looking for her.

"ken, i have located her, she is not too far from you." "maybe i can get to her before-" he was cut off hearing the sound of the KDF drones fly over him. panic set over his as he watched them for the baby. "send the location to y/n!" he yelled out in fear.

"location has been sent, she will be there." mina responded back as ken zoomed through the colorful city. you, on the other hand, zapped into your ultra form, jumping into the sky as you flew quickly over the city. the motorbike had been set down on top of the roof of a building, trying to prevent it from being stolen.

your eyes landed on the baby kaiju who chased after some people. you recognized one of them as the reporter that ken had the interview with, as she ran with an older lady and a child in her arms. you landed roughly on the ground. you were started to see that kenji had arrived right after you.

the both of you made eye contact, focusing on the problem at hand. "hey! come on, come on." kenji yelled out to her, making the baby turn out at look at you both, jumping up at joy. "come to mommy and ...daddy." you heard as he hesitated to call himself that, not used to the idea of being a caregiver for something officially. "come here baby." you said as you crouched down, opening your arms for her to run into.

the crown around gasped, reminding you of being in public. you quickly stiffed up as kenji verbally panicked. "uh i- i mean, stop there, beast!" he posed dramatically, kneeling on one knee as he placed on hand on his hip and the other in front of him in a stop motion.

you snickered at him, until you heard the familiar rumbles. your eyes turned to see the babies eyes grow wide as she closed her mouth in a desperate motion. "no, no, no..." kenji mumbled watching as she look like she was about to barf. but she didn't, instead another laser shot out from her mouth, slamming against shields that the both of you had made in front of you to not get hurt.

the laser bounced off from your shields, knocking down a pac man statue that kenji picked up. "uh mina, we have a situation. baby just melted pack man." you got up from the kneeling position, "kenji!" you were calling out for him to turn, seeing the baby kaiju start to walk away.

leaving him in his conversation with mina, you chased after the baby. desperate to reach for her and to have her back in your arms. she bounced and jumped after people who sat in go carts, excited to catch what she thought was a toy that shined colors in the road. you fearfully moved around after her, scared of stepping on something or someone.

"hey! baby!" you yelled out for her to look back at you but instead she continued to run. you internally cussed, aggravated at the situation at hand. finally she stopped running, causing you to skid to a stop.

you looked up seeing her eyes on something. a sort of robotic machine, just like in the shape of mina floated around her. tiny coos of happiness came out from her, possibly confusing it for mina. her joy was gone as she watched it change shapes, making her turn her head to the side.

"baby, come to me, please." you took slow and quiet steps but the machine flew in front of her, right in between the both of you. "stupid KDF." you mumbled as you walked slower. the thing suddenly shot out a needle with green liquid at her leg, causing her to stumble.

you weren't that clothes, and you were still in the main street of people, so walking was becoming an issue. you watched with fear as she pulled out a street light pole, holding it up to her body as she whacked the robot towards you. you quickly caught it in your hands, squashing the machine and dropping the broken pieces of metal.

she happily jumped towards you, you went to grab at her. she was right there, in the grasp of your fingers, yet she slipped away. it felt like the world was against you. all you wanted more than ever was her in your arms.

she jumped high, highest you've ever seen as she's launched herself a metal tower. she was far from your reach again. you groaned as you ran through the street, hoping you hadn't stepped on anything.

you watched as she jumped up, climbing the tall structure. it was almost like the world held some pity for you as you saw kenji run up to her. "where's baby? there she is! come down! right now, be careful!" you watched him yell for her to return as you got closer. jumping, you were able to land next to him.

"she's not listening ultraman! she's not going to come back down. we have to go up." you said panting slightly. your hands found the bar of the tower, grabbing onto it as you climbed up in a hurry. you just wanted your baby. kenji took the hint and climbed up as well, jumping up farther, almost like a spider monkey.

a swarm of KDF jets and robots swarmed in at the both of you, surrounding the baby. you watched as they shot more of the similar needles from earlier ago, covering her back in multiple needles.

a shrill cry was heard from the baby kaiju, now slightly dangling at the attack she experienced. you quickly climbed up trying to get to her but a jet flew in front of you, trying to stop you from reaching them. kenji shot out a blast of energy, hitting al the small robots to get away from the baby kaiju.

the jet in front of you flew into your hair, shooting out a smoke bomb of sorts, blocking our your vision. you waved at the smoke, trying to get rid of it as you coughed. you heard kenji yell out. "hold on! i'm coming!" making you panic more since you couldn't see much.

you heard a cry from the baby kaiju, making you climb up in a hurry, unaware of your surroundings, just to reach her. "NO!" you heard kenji yell out, till a snap of sorts was heard. "y/n y/n, please help." you heard a voice call out to you in a soft whisper, laced with worry and panic.

"i can't see, fuck, where are you?" you called out. "climb higher, i'll be right here." you quickly climbed up till you could finally see. you stared at the baby kaiju who laid in kenji arms. "what happened??" you asked.

"she was right there - she was falling and i tried reaching but i just could barely reach and something snapped - she's hurt, fuck, she's hurt." he turned to look down at the baby while breathing heavily. "shh it's okay, you're gonna be okay, daddy's here." you went to reach out to him, to carry the baby, but before you could the jets of the KDF surrounded you.

"ultras! turn the infant over to the KDF and we will take no action against the both of you." kenji and you looked at each other. you felt your eyebrows furrow in anger at their offer while kenji growled to himself. he turned to you, giving an almost 'up' motion with his head. you knew what he meant.

the both of you blasted off into the air, flying away from the scene of the attack. "give her to me kenji, i'll make sure she's okay." kenji passed the baby kaiju to you. you held her to your body, your body wanting to protect her from any more pain.

"mina, she's hurt! prepare the base! we have to call him. call my dad." his voice sounded hurt, scared of what was to happen. you could only hold the baby closer than before, careful with her arm, as you floated to his house.

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theprenderelliepalace · 2 months ago

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Tag, you owe me

☆• Five x reader •☆

Season 4 AU -The Umbrella Academy

A/n I'm pretending season 4 happened a lot less season 4ish- so imagine this:

Summary: After The Umbrella Academy stopped The Cleanse and saved the world, life was just as crazy as it had been before. It's Grace's 8th birthday and a lot has happened in two years for Five and the other Hargreeves, you being one of those things. Tensions are high at what should be a simple birthday party, so Five asks you to help him out. But when have you ever listened to Five?

Warnings: Fake dating, cannon typical Hargreaves chaos, fluff, s4 spoilers(!), no Five x Lila nonsense (but maybe a bit of drama...), no use of y/n, readers not a marigold baby (but could be), gramatical errors I'm sure, swearing etc.

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You met Five Hargreeves 2 years ago when you were a paper pusher for the CIA's cold case unit. He was rude, obnoxious in every sense of the word and irritatingly good at his job. Naturally you couldn't resist getting a coffee with him.

You only got strung along from there. Your first case that he dragged you into almost cost you your job and your life, but it also got you bumped up to your own undercover unit, where you spent your days bickering with the worst partner you could've dreamt of.

Two years later and you couldn't have hated him less, but you're trying to be civil.

"Hey Fiver, where'd you put those case files I asked you to sign off? - Mmph!!" Your words are muffled by a calloused hand covering your mouth. You squirm for freedom, your training kicking in. You look up briefly at your captor and physically deflate at the sight of him. You are tempted to scream and get him in trouble, but the look on his face makes you think twice.

"Not a word, or I swear-" You elbow him in the gut, not hard enough to hurt him, just hard enough to get a word in edgewise. His hand falls away in surprise.

You gasp for breath. "The hell are you doing you crazy mother-" His hand clamps over your mouth again. With his free hand, he points out into the lobby. You clock a Hispanic man with scraggly hair at reception. He seems to be talking to Sally at the front desk.

Based on your 2 years of experience with Five. You assume this is either a terrorist, or a family member. Judging by his overreaction, you guess family.

The man sighed at whatever Sally said to him and turns, walking down the hall towards the exit. Five frees you from his iron grip. You stumble away from him, turning on your heel with outrage written all over your face. "You need help."

He smirks, although he appears distracted. "Tell me something I don't know honey." You give him the finger.

"Fuck you. The hell was that about?" You snarl at him.

"Family business. Birthday party. Ugly, ugly stuff. Wouldn't want you to get involved. You might just mess up your nails." He mocks. Shuddering at the thought of his family.

"First of all, my nails are always fantastic. Secondly, don't bullshit me." Five quirks a brow at you. "You've been doing this song and dance with your mysterious 'family' since I first met you. You're just a coward in my book Fiver." You watch his jaw clench, taking satisfaction in striking a nerve.

"Oh. Okay, I see how it is partner. You want my crybaby, backstory? Well come 'n get it sister." He glares at you, waiting for you to accept the challenge. You scoff. This is ridiculous, you're well into your 20s, this whole thing is just juvenile.

"Can't we be more mature than this?" You plead, though sarcasm drips off your tongue with a lazy ease.

"One of us can't." He retorts. You roll your eyes. You've learned that when he gets like this, it's best to bow out for a few hours and wait for everything to return to normal.

"Okay. Okay. I'll get lost. But I warn you Fiver, this whole thing will only bite you in the ass one day." You shrug, making for the break room. He grabs your wrist.

"I hate that stupid nickname."

"I know you do. Honey." You taunt him. It's dangerous, but oh how it thrills you. He pulls you closer, your lips are dangerously close, but achingly far.

"You owe me, you know..." You watch the gears turn in his head as that look you know so well falls over his face. "An eye for an eye. What'dya say?" The smug smirk on his face is enough to make you want to smack him.

"How'd you figure that you fuckin' cowboy?" Your stomach swirls with hot, unadulterated hatred, and something else...

"Remember the Fortheim case?" He gambles, knowing he's already won.

"Okay! Okay... Enough said..." He leans back, satisfied.

"Atta girl." You slap him.

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And that little backstory, was how you ended up drinking apple juice at an 8 year-olds birthday party at a Lazer Tag joint downtown.

"Happy?" You ask Five, who's had you glued to his arm for the last 2 hours.

"Not a day in my life." He sighs. You shake your head, itching to snap back when you hear someone call his name.

"Five! Long time no see man." A gangly looking hipster saunters towards the two of you. You smile at him, you're not sure what it is, but you like him already. "Oooh, who's your little lady friend?"

"Girlfriend." You say.

"Date." He states. You and Five exchange glances.

Five clears his throat. "This is my brother, Klaus." Your partner straightens his tie, as though trying to blend into the wall and out of this conversation. Klaus hums in amusement, his eyes crinkling with silent mirth. The hippie extends a graceless arm towards Five, enveloping him in an iron side-hug.

"You'll forgive my brother. He's never been the social butterfly of our family." Klaus smiles, it's a stupid smile, but it makes your heart warm to the brotherly love evident in his gesture.

"I noticed." You smile at Five, who shrinks even further into the wall, if possible.

"So, Miss Five's Secret Girlfriend. Where did he find you?" Klaus inquires, almost as though he's speaking about the weather.

You laugh. "Oh some back alley somewhere. Nothing fancy."

"Klaus let me go." Five warns. Straining against his brothers grip. For a guy so skinny, he has incredible grip strength to hold onto his whirlwind of a brother.

Klaus ignores this demand. "Oh yes. Makes sense. Not that you look the alley-type sweetheart, I just know my brother." He winks at you.

You smirk in return. Thoroughly enjoying Fives suffering. "I guess you do."

Abruptly, Klaus releases Five, sending him hurtling backwards. You can barely stifle your giggles now. "Well, it's been a pleasure missy. You're too good for him by the way." Klaus struts off towards the food table, eyeing the chocolate éclairs hungrily.

"I agree." You say to Five, who's look of pure rage could topple buildings.

"I hate him." He scowls.

"Oh hush. He's great." You grab your fake boyfriend by the arm, tugging him towards a cluster of people talking behind a drink cooler, suddenly feeling all the more chatty.

"Five? I didn't think you'd come." Says a strikingly tall man with spiked blond hair. He glances at you and then at your hand clenched around Fives. The look of confusion on his face is priceless. "I- who? What -" Internally cackling at your newfound revelation, you make to reply.

"Hi, I'm Five's partner." Not entirely dishonest. You stick your hand towards him, he shakes it dumbly, lost for words.

"Five? A girlfriend? What, are we on a Prankshow?" Says the woman at his side. She eyes you suspiciously. "Sloane." She affirms. You nod with practiced ease.

Five looks about ready to kill. You decide to ease off some. "My other brother, Luther." Your partner growls. Luther smiles now, almost like he's somehow in on a very bad joke. He begins to say something, but you cut him off.

"It was nice to meet you both. Excuse me for a moment." You smile sweetly, heading for the bathrooms. You catch Fives deathstare. "Fiver." You wink. You cackle as you listen to the onslaught of questions and abuses from his family. Serves him right, dragging you all the way out here, explaining nothing and still managing to be the most cantankerous jerk you've ever met.

You duck behind a corner, taking a corridor that leads into one of the Lazer Tag rooms. You decide to wait until they cut the cake before you make your showstopping final appearance. You're feeling on top of the world until you feel a familiar hand clasp your wrist.

"When I said come to my nieces birthday party as a distraction, that was not what I meant."

You turn to face Five. "What, did you want us to make-out or something? Would that have been distracting enough?" You scoff, pulling your hand out of his. "You're such a prick Hargreaves, you know that? Dragging me out here as bait! What the hell am I even doing here? You've got a good enough relationship with your brothers. Why bother?"

He looks at down at his polished brogues, the lilac light from the strobing LEDs above making him look older, haggard even. "It's complicated."

"By all means, uncomplicate it."

"I- I had this thing with my brother's wife..."

"Jesus Five!"

He glares at you reproachfully. "Not like that dammit! He just thought... it was a godawful time in my life okay?" He sighs, like the weight of the confession was boring into his chest.

"Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry like that, but we're partners Five. We don't trick each other for petty stuff." You smile. "If you wanted to ask me out that bad, you shouldda just asked." You tease.

He smiles wryly. "That obvious huh?"

What? "What?" You gulp, dumbfounded.

He laughs at you, this achingly amazing laugh that catches you, making your laugh echo his in a sweet bubble of silliness.

"I've got to have a word with my brother, but," He smiles nervously at you. That's a first. "Do you wanna get outta here?"

"Depends on what I have an itch for." You smile coyly.

"Coffee?"

"Coffee."

He winks at you. "You got it partner." Suddenly your face becomes hot, you look away, enjoying the new meaning in the word. You glance up again, ready for a comeback only to find Five absent. It was strange, you could've swarn he couldn't have gone anywhere without you hearing him go. It was such a tight space, with hartily creaking floors.

In your stupor, you made your way back to the main party area. Finding Five, engrossed in conversation with the Hispanic man from earlier. You make your way over to them.

"Don't sweat it man. We're cool, Lila's cool."

"Says who?" You hear a woman's English accent from behind a brightly coloured piñata. The Hispanic man rolls his eyes.

"Don't listen to her. We're all good now Five. I get it, it was seven years."

Five tenses. "Nothing happened Diego." Diego laughs.

"I forget what a prude you are sometimes man. Chill. But I get it, you're trynna impress your new chica, right?" Diego glances at you slyly. You squirm slightly. Five turns, spots you and huffs.

"Okay. Goodbye. I've had enough of this family for one afternoon. Come on you." He waves at you over his shoulder.

"What? What girl- oh!" Lila, apparently, peers around the piñata and laughs, the complete hysterical kind. "Never in my life..." She pats Five on the shoulder, uttering something you can't hear.

By now, there are 7 people surrounding you, all smirking like idiots. You find it endearing.

You decide to take matters into your own hands. You take Fives hand, drag him away from his family and towards the door, but not before planting your palms tenderly on either side of his face and pressing your lips to his. He gasps into your kiss but his hands find your waist eventually, pulling you into him.

His siblings jeer and catcall, but you get the sense he doesn't care anymore. You giggle into the kiss as you watch him give them the finger. He pulls away from you, stranding out to the parking lot.

You gaze fondly at the people in the lobby and give them the bow they deserve. "Thank you and goodnight!" You smile at the laughter that echoes after you as the doors close behind you.

You race to catch up to Five, who's already waiting to open the passenger door for you. "I like your family Fiver."

He smiles, "They like you honey."

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m-jelly · 1 month ago

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Party

Dad Levi - gang/mafia

Lilly was turning two and Levi needed to go even more all out for his little princess. He knew very well she wouldn't remember it, but he still wanted nothing but the best for her. He wanted her to know how deeply loved she was by you and him.

He paced on the phone and barked orders at his men, which was normal for him, but this was all about his daughter's party and not work. He huffed and looked over at you as Lilly hugged you tightly as she napped. He winked at you before carrying on his call.

He ended the call and sighed. "Is she okay?"

You nodded and rubbed her back. "This morning was so exciting for her with all the presents and playing with you. Our birthday girl wanted to nap."

He sat down and moved her soft black curls. "Do you think she likes her presents?"

You kissed Levi's cheek. "Of course."

He whined. "Are you sure?"

You giggled. "Yes, she loved everything. She loves all the bunny-themed things and how you got her a lot of pompompurin. You know how crazy she is for pompompurin. I've had videos of him on the TV often and we sing and dance to his song."

Levi chuckled. "Yeah, I dance and sing too."

Lilly shifted and woke up on you. "Mm."

Levi tickled her cheek. "Hello, sleepyhead."

Lilly giggled. "Daddy." She reached over to him. "Hug."

He scooped her into his arms and squeezed her tightly. "Hug."

You got up and started organizing Lilly's opened birthday presents. Hearing Levi and Lilly talk made you smile. Lilly couldn't talk too much, but she was trying, and Levi knew some of the things she was trying to say. While you were finishing up, Levi carried Lilly to her room and dressed her up in a bunny dress.

You smiled softly at Levi. "So?"

He grinned. "Party is all sorted."

You sighed. "You are a star. You didn't have to do all this."

"I want to." He looked down at Lilly. "She's our special flower."

Lilly smiled. "Hi."

Levi squeezed her. "Hi. Let's get you to a party." He stood up before leaning over and kissing you. "Love you."

You felt your heart race. "I love you too."

He winked at you before leading you out of the house. He drove all of you to the main scout base. He let Lilly loose and held your hand as the three of you approached the building. He moved through the building until he reached the double doors.

Levi looked down at Lilly. "You ready Lilly? It's your birthday party!" He pushed the doors open to show it was covered in pompompurin. "Happy birthday!"

Lilly gasped and then ran into the room. "Pom!"

You were in shock at how much was there. "Levi, how did you?"

He pulled you against him. "You know very well I do anything for my girls." He kissed and nipped your neck. "Please, relax and enjoy some drink and cake. Have a chat with Erwin's wife, you two are very close."

Your cheeks heated up. "You've done so much. Thank you."

"I just want the best for her. Don't worry, I won't spoil her too much."

You patted his bum. "Good boy."

He hugged you tightly as scouts and their children arrived and began playing with Lilly. "She looks like she's having fun."

"You did good, Levi."

His eyes sparkled. "Really?"

"Yes."

He hugged you. "Good."

You looked at the room and gasped. "Oh my god. Is that a big pompompurin? Who is in that massive thing?"

Levi looked over as a big soft puffy pompompurin danced with the kids. "Sasha. Mike wanted to, but he is too tall for it."

You hummed a laugh. "Sasha is doing a wonderful job."

Lilly ran over and reached for Levi. "Daddy, dance."

Levi held her hand. "I'm coming, Lilly, I'm coming. We always dance with pompompurin and sing, right?"

Lilly giggled. "Sing!"

You smiled fondly as Levi danced with his daughter and sang the pompompurin song you both knew very well. "Cute."

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spidybaby · 1 year ago

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Okok but hear me out, it's okay if you don't wanna do it, I just keep thinking of this scenario😭 Reader helping Pedri shave even if she loves his beard and now that he's injured, he's growing it and one day she notices and it's like "Ok, let's do some shaving" and he's like "No, you like it and I'm not playing, the beard is staying"

"I hopped off the plane at LAX with a dream and my cardigan." You sing using the hair brush as a microphone. "Welcome to the land of fame excess"

"Woah" Pedri shouts as he walks into the bathroom. "Am I gonna fit in?"

He was helping you with your routine

You both laugh but continue with the singing, changing to a Quevedo song.

"Dale caele uh uh uhhhh," you point at him, he blush at the thought of the World Cup and the video of him singing this song. "Dance with me."

You play a bachata song, grabbing his hands and pulling him to be closer. One hand on your waist and the other intertwine with yours.

"Te diría que volvieras pero eso no se pide." He sings while moving his hips at the rhythm of the song.

You dance in the middle of the bathroom. Laughing and enjoying each others company, something you loved about him. Every moment was like the first time.

"Okay, let's finish here so we can see that movie you like." He kisses your cheek, breathing your smell.

"Can I help with your skin care?"

"Only if we match headbands."

You laugh, nodding your head. You open the drawer where you have some hair bands, clippers, bobbypins.

You grab two blue headbands, the same ones you got with the purpose of him using it while leaning how to do his skincare.

"Okay, come here." You place the headband on his head, making sure to place it right so his now dry hair doesn't get wet again. "Pepi, not to be a hater, you know I love your beard, but I think you need to shave."

You squish his cheeks, kissing his now ducky lips.

"Oh please, mom says it looks good." He pouts, bringing his hands to his face. "Plus, I'm not playing, so it's not like I have to forcefully shave it."

"And it does look good, you look amazing."

He notices how you want to say something else but you stopped.

"But?"

"But you're letting it grow a little too much."

He turns to the mirror, hands patting his cheeks, trying to make it less crazy.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, mi amor." You massage his shoulders, kissing the nape of his neck. "You know you look amazing with every look you pull."

But he's not convinced. Now that you mention he did, in fact, let it grow a little more than usual.

"Pedro?" You ask after he stared at himself for a good five minutes. "Sorry if I made you feel bad, I didn't mean that."

But it wasn't about that. It was about him maybe being to attach to this look. It makes him look older, and to him, that's good.

Being in a job where most of your workmates are older or with stronger looks makes him feel some type of way. Being young is good, but not when the ultras decide to comment on how of a kid he resemble.

"Do me a favor."

"Yes, whatever you need."

"Come here." He opened his arms to you, embracing you and making you turn to the counter of the double sink.

He kisses your head, getting out of the hug but not letting you go. His hands on your hips, lifting you carefully, making you take a seat on the counter.

"You, preciosa." He taps your nose. "Are going to be my barber today."

He prepares everything, taking a new razor, some shaving cream, and his after shave lotion.

You watch him move around the bathroom. Still feeling a little bad about the comment, not thinking it will make him feel some type of negative way.

"You didn't do anything wrong, stop with those puppy eyes, amor." He says, placing the things next to you.

"You really don't have to. I love your beard so much."

"A new look never fails, plus this baby will grow back in a few days, so don't worry." He leans over to kiss you. "Now, grab some shaving cream and apply it to my face."

You let him guide you through it, carefully smearing the cream on him. Laughing at him, looking weird.

"Pedro." You laugh, he kissed you and left some cream on you face. "Stop it, let's be serious."

"Okay, now pay attention." He says, tapping the back of the razor on your head. "Don't press it too hard, like when you shave. And don't worry about timing, we have all night."

You nod, nervous about the job. He wet the blades and handed you the razor. You think where to start and decide that you're using the same logic that you use when saving.

So you begin with his left cheek. Hand shaking a little, and tongue out in concentration.

"Ouch." He screams, backing off and turning his back to you.

"Joder. Pedro, I'm so sorry." You were panicking, thinking you were being gentle.

He turns back to you, laughing. You grab the hand towel you have on your lap and throw it at him.

"Not funny." You pout.

"You should have seen your face." He laughs, forehead sticked to yours. "Such an easy target."

"Quit it." You warn him with a smile. You push him by the shoulders. Opening the water and wetting the blade again.

After some time and some light jokes, you finished the job. You turned on your seat to the mirror, where he was retouching some areas you were scared of doing.

You helped him with taking every extra of cream. Adding some after shave lotion, carefully patting his skin to finish with the job.

"God, you look so fresh and handsome."

"I'll give you two days before you start asking me to let it grow."

You laugh, splashing some water from your wet hands onto his face. "I love every look."

"Thanks for the help, missis Barber." He jokes, arms around you, chin on top of your head.

"Same time next week?"

"Yeah, fuck no." He says, making you both laugh.

♡♡♡

🏷: Miss @gadriezmannsgirl 💕🤭

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zionworkzs · 1 year ago

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Okay, but I need to talk about Good Omens and The Sound of Music.

First of all, I’m genuinely obsessed with it being explicitly canon that The Sound of Music exists in the GO universe and is, for some reason, God’s favorite movie. Neil says here that Heaven misses the point of the movie/musical, but I find it incredibly fascinating that Aziraphale outwardly despises it.

Brief summary of The Sound of Music incoming as well as some really interesting parallels:

So we've got Julie Andrews playing Maria, who is studying to become a nun in an abbey in Salzburg. Problem is, she isn't the best nun, and is often late to chapel and just isn't the shining beacon of holiness that the rest of the nuns expect her to be.

In response to this, the Reverend Mother of the abbey decides to send Maria to live with sexy widower Georg von Trapp, a navy captain who desperately needs help with his seven children. The Captain is a bit of a hard-ass since the death of his wife, and has been treating his kids like little soldiers as well as banning music from the house.

The 7 kids are rambunctious and make things difficult for Maria at first. But one night, a thunderstorm scares them, and they run to Maria for comfort. The kids realize that Maria is really fun, and then later, when their dad is off to Vienna, the kids and Maria end up running around Salzburg singing, dancing, climbing trees, and having a blast.

When the Captain comes home and hears about this, he sends Maria away. But then he overhears the children singing a song Maria taught them and he gets all emo and remembers how much music meant to him and his late wife. He asks Maria to stay after hearing the song, telling her she's brought joy back to their house.

And oops, Maria and the Captain are falling for each other, but the Captain is sort of kind of dating this blonde bombshell.

There's a big fuck-off party, and the Captain and Maria dance together.

But, oh, no, Blondie saw them and can clearly tell they're in love. She tells Maria what she's seen and Maria is freaking out cause she's just realized she's in love.

Mentally, my girl Maria is going through a lot. She thinks she’s disappointed God by falling in love when she was supposed to be doing a job. She feels scared by the depth of her feelings and because of all these emotions, she runs away. Back to the Abbey. Back to presumed safety.

Mother Superior figures out what happened real quick and tells Maria that she isn’t wrong for falling in love. She sends her back to the Von Trapps, and it's such a great scene. If you wanna watch, I included a link below.

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Maria goes back, and the kids are elated and she and the Captain confess their feelings (and oh my god, don't even get me started on the lyrics to the song they sing to each other while confessing, Something Good).

(I’m unwell.)

So that's the Sound of Music. There's a subplot going on with WW2 and the Captain being pressured to join the Nazi regime (which he is very against). King, we love him.

I pointed out some obvious parallels, but I'd also like to pull some random thoughts together here:

Mother Superior (God) is the one that sends Maria (Aziraphale) to help the Von Trapps (humans) in the first place.

Maria (Aziraphale) extends grace and patience with the children (humans) and refuses to give up on them, even going so far as to disobey their father by letting them fuck around and be kids (going against God's wishes and giving humans the flaming sword).

Mother Superior (God) also sends Maria (Aziraphale) back to the Von Trapps after realizing that Maria (Aziraphale) is in love with the Captain (Crowley).

Here's to hoping we see God telling Azi that loving a demon is chill and he should go back to earth in S3.

Overall, it's incredibly amusing to me that Aziraphale, our Aziraphale, doesn't like The Sound of Music, with the main plot being about a woman who choses love over religious obligations and a man who rejects an authoritarian regime so that he might make his own way in the world.

Maybe Aziraphale recognizes the parallels and is in denial. Or maybe he just prefers Sondheim...

#can you tell i watched the sound of music too much as a child #fuckin love this movie #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #crowley #aziraphale #good omens #aziraphale x crowley #good omens season 3 #good omens meta #good omens season 2 #the sound of music #Youtube

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midnightshaze13 · 6 months ago

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I must say something because since I attended the Eras shows I feel this and I need to say it.

I've been a fan since crazier came out and she appeared on the cover of a disney magazine that my mom got me because I liked the song and wanted to know more about her, around 2010. Since then, I've always respected her and her work and came more and more in love with her writing and music. That hasn't changed a bit. But these family that we used to be has changed now a lot.

Lately, I've seen on social media and at the shows of the eras that many people who attended recognized to have had hated on her in the past, but they now "adore her". Something about this feels wrong to me.

Literally, "the old taylor is dead" was made to win over the general public. She had to metaphorically kill all her previous versions that people didn't trust or tolerated; these versions of herself with which she managed to make her name in the music industry AND those are the same ones they all rejected and now they sing with their mouth full.

She was FORCED to get the approval of people like these who pointed and criticized every little nonsense*¹ about her in order to be able to do what she does now: succeed, fill stadiums with thousands of people and create a legacy which will be in the Music History books.

What I want to get at is that Taylor Swift, in order to continue growing in the industry, has had to overcome and prove wrong all of them who were at hater position 2, 3, 10 years ago.

In order to be valued and respected for her job which is creating music, and for her is specially writing her own songs, she was forced to learn how to dance "better" to beat the "she doesn't know how to dance" allegations; she had to change her dressing style and many other things like that to be what people wanted her to be so she could have the recognition she deserved previously and all.

To this day I think many don't like Taylor Swift for what she is and has been. Many people attending the Eras are people loving the results of her growing into someone "different" to earn that respect and admiration. And most of those love that performance of a (now considered) cool girl on stage that she puts on every night on the Eras more than her for what she is and more than the music.

But to all those I must say, she's on the bleachers. That's how it was and that’s the narrative most of them rejected her for. It's not okay to me that they claim to love her now that she's cheer captain, as if they never said a bad word about her.

If these people would have known taylor swift at that age when she wrote those and wasn't "cool" they may have bullied her for the same things they claim to love her for now.

These are the same people who have bullied me and my other Swift's fans friends for decades just for us liking taylor's music. I had to battle and fight for tickets & a seat at The Eras Tour against people who used to bully me at school for liking her music.

In her own words: maybe you've reframed it and in your mind you never beat my spirit black and blue. But I don't think you've changed much.

I welcome those who discover her recently with open arms. But to the "haters to fans" that "now I can see how good she is" no thanks.

I've been here through a lot watching from a distance (tumblr, youtube) and I always dreamed about going to a Taylor Swift's show. I watched the videos of the speak now world tour when my parents wouldn't let me go because I was 13 years old. I watched the Red Tour while experiencing my first romantic heartbreak and the 1989 world tour when I was 16 and decided to not have boyfriends for a long period of my life. When I started uni and had the clean speech tied to my folder binder to see it every day, these people looked at me like if I was GREEN. And then at the Uni I watched the reputation stadium tour every late night before falling asleep wondering what it must felt like to be a part of it and I grew more into the desire of traveling to a show but couldn't afford it back then. The Eras Show was amazing, it absolutely blew all of my expectations, it truly is my once in a lifetime experience that I'm so grateful for. To have been able to experience all the past eras that I dreamed of in my past.

It feels wrong to see every person who once bullied me for dreaming about it out loud back in the day standing there making their own of the lyrics that for so many time were mine to scape real life and dream.

*¹nonsense: there was this time when every day we had a battle on twitter and other social media of people attacking taylor for the absurd fact that she was blonde, rich and famous and also thin. It was like that back then, they didn't had anything else to attack her for.

#taylor swift #the eras tour #ttpd #the tortured poets department #lyrics #ts the eras tour film #eras tour #haters #fans #swifties #eras attendees #conclussion #thank you aimee #no i don't like you

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wolfish-trickster · 1 month ago

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Old friend's hat

Cowboy!Geto x female!reader

Word count: 3.7K

Summary: your friends abandon you in a bar to go dance with some hot cowboys. While you drink your loneliness away your very own cowboy joins you.

Warnings: typos, angst, fluff, alcohol consumption, slight suggestive smut at the end

"Oh my god I love this one!" Your friend exclaimed for at least a hundreth time that night. You could swear she was saying that to every other song the band played in this relatively big bar. The closer it got to midnigh the more crowded it was making it feel small and claustrophobic. Glancing at your friend cuddling up to a guy she just met you smirked. Didn't look like she minded the crowd as much as you did.

"Then what are we waiting for miss?" The cowboy held out his hand for your friend to take it and lead her back to the dance floor. "What about your friend though?" He nodded at you, his wide hat making for a pretty good pointer.

"Oh no, i'm good," you held out a glass of some alcohol you long forgotten, "have fun."

The guy nodded and turned his back to you as he lead your friend away. All she did was mouth you a 'thank you' and disappeared among all other ladies with their dance partners. You smiled to yourself and turned fully towards the bar. It's not like you craved a dance partner for yourself. The dancefloor was so cluttered people there grinded on eachother in an obscene way rather than properly danced. The only guy you would want to do that with, the only one you would theoretically trust enough to do that with, wasn't here. Hasn't been in couple of years.

You sighed reminiscing about your old friend. How he's been, whether he found what he was looking for. Why he left your small town all those years ago. You shook him from your head. Today is about having fun, not letting yourself be swallowed by depression over your lost friend. Dance-grinding with strangers was out of the question. The alcohol though.

You downed your unknown liquor, shivered as its bitterness hit the back of your throat and asked the barteneder for something sweet.

"Careful miss," he told you as he was mixing up your drink."

"Don't worry," you smiled and took the glass he gave you. It was nice, someone being concerned about you. Even though it was his job.

As you took your first sip the front door to your right swung open making you choke on the sweet liquid. It's been a while since anyone has arrived, the sudden movement startling you. You just shrugged and took a big gulp of the cocktail. Everyone you knew was on the dancefloor anyways, no need to check on the newcomers.

You midlessly sipped on your drink till your head finally started to spin. That was good. That's what you wanted. Drunk enough to feel better but not too much to not know what you were doing. You layed your head down onto the bar and breathed in the rich smell of the wood. Reminding you of your childhood. With him.

You finished your glass and asked for another one.

"Are you okay miss?" The kind bartnder asked as he was taking your empty glass back.

"Yeah, m'okay, just," you glanced up at the busy crowd of people, the difference between their joy and your loneliness squeezing at your heart, "just tired."

The bartender nodded and mixed you the same drink but with less alcohol this time, putting it infront of you while muttering a 'take it easy' before walking away to tend to the newcomers.

"Take it easy," you mocked him even though you knew he meant well. The drink was now more sugar than alcohol but you didn't mind. It felt good anyways.

"Excuss me," someone interrupted you before you could spiral into depression, "are you okay?"

You hummed. "Yeah, just depressed. Don't worry about it," you answered the kind stranger and took your glass to take another sip but the stranger's big hand grabbed yours.

"There are better ways to deal with your feelings than drowning them in alcohol."

Okay worrying about you even though he doesn't know you is fine, at least you didn't lose faith in humanity, but not allowing you to drink to feel better is a red fucking line.

You straightened yourself up from half laying on the bar and glared at him. "And why do you care anyways?" It came out a bit more aggressive than you intended to, you should really stop drinking before lose even more control. But then yoh got a closer look at the rather handsome cowboy standing before you. Black hat with bright blue bandana wrapped around the middle column, clean shaved face, broad shoulders hidden beneath a black shirt with couple undone buttons. But his eyes. You only ever knew one guy with eyes as purple as his. "Suguru?"

"Y/N?" He asked in as much disbelief as you. Then he smiled and scratched the top of you head ruffling your hair, just like when the two of you were younger. "My my, look at you! You've grown so much. Where's that little girl that played with me on the farm, eh?" He took a seat next to you.

"Look who's talking. Where did all this come from?" You poked his abnormally big pectorals. Might as well be bigger than yours.

"Years of mounting wild horses," he flexed infront of you a bit, making the poor shirt hold onto its dear life.

He chuckled at your amazed expression and relaxed. "What are you doing here? Don't tell me the qjiet shy girl found the beauty of a town bar. And what's with this?" He tapped your half empty glass.

"Oh, uhm," you shoved it aside, "nothing. Just felt like getting a little dizzy."

"Dizzy huh," he commented and ordered himself something stronger. While he waited he took off his hat and put it on a bar between you two.

"Wow," you mumbled when you saw how long his hair has gotten. Granted, his entire childhood until he left he sported a long mane, but it was usually tied up in a bun. Now it was completely lose, falling down his back like a black waterfall.

He noticed you oggling his hair and smirked. "Don't worry, you can braid it later."

"How do you-? You still remember?"

"Of course I do. You asking to braid my hair was highlight of my day." His drink finally arrived and he took a sip.

"Even when you turned me down every time?" You poked his side teasingly like you always did. With the difference that before you could feel his ribs. Now all you could feel was hard muscle. Lots of it.

"I only did so because my hair felt like dry hay. Not even close to soft like yours," he moved to scratch the top of your head again, feeling your hair. "I didn't want you to suffer through styling it."

"Oh come on! I wouldn't have mind! Besides I could've given you some oils and shampoos to make it softer."

"Aaand that's exactly what would damage it even more."

You looked up at him puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"I mean look at my hair. Ever since i left I only wash it in water and look how shiny it is."

"Eeew, you mean how greasy it is," you swatted his hand from the back of your head where it migrated to and picked up his surprisingly soft lock.

"Natural oils baby," he winked at you and downed the whole glass, not even making any grimace.

All the blood rushed to your face at his nickname for you. Sure back then he had all sorts of nicknames; butterfly, little one, doll, pony. But never baby. Embarassed as all hell and to hide how flustered you were becoming you took his hat, put it on and pulled his long rim deep down to cover your whole face. Reaching back fir your own unfinished drink you heard him chuckle. Did he notice?

"What?" You asked.

You felt him shake his head and ask for another whiskey. "Nothing, nothing, just," with his forefinger he tilted the long rim back up to see your face again. "Nah, you're too pure for that," he concludes and take a sip of his newly arrived drink.

"Do you mean 'you wear the hat, you ride the cowboy'?"

Without a warning he spits his drink out and starts coughing. You pat him on his back, even though with your sorry excuse of a strangth it probably didn't even help.

While you were helping Suguru, his friends were quietly observing your from afar. A white haired guy with equally white hat and a purple bandana wrapped around it eyed you the most. "She seems familiar but for the love of me I can't remember where from..."

"You must remember!" One of the girls sitting around insisted. "You said you and Geto didn't have many friends around here. There's no way you don't remember her."

"Calm down Akane," a different guy hugged her around shoulders. "Why are you always hung up on him? Am I not good enough for you?"

"Yeah Akane, let my buddy breath for a second!" The white haired chuckled and gulped down his cocktail. "Seriously take a hint. He rejected you a long time ago. Look around: plenty of new guys to pick from. Three sitting right here," he spread his arms to present himself like a peacock. "You can share right ladies?" He asked two gurls each sitting on one of his thighs leaning against his broad chest.

"Yes mister Gojo," they said in unison and batted their eyelashes.

"Don't include me into this," a brooding blonde leaned back protecring his beer and eyeing the dancefloor with envy. If only there was less people...

The girl, Akane, shook off her companion's arm from around her shoulders and glared back your way, burning holes into your hand on Geto's bicep. "He's the one I want. And he's the one I'll get."

"Where do you even know that from?" Still coughing Suguru asked as he was wiping the spilled alcohol from himself.

You shrugged and took a new napkin to scrub his shirt with. "Got new friends. A little older. Learned it from them."

"New friends," he muttered and threw all dirty napkins into the faraway bin behind the bar.

"Bullseye," you grinned, "must be from the years of catching wild horses into your lasso right?" You looked back at him expecting to see happy smiley Suguru just like before. But now his expression was...apologetic.

"I'm sorry I left all those years ago."

Your smile fell. You didn't want to open this door. What happened happened and that was it. But now that he borught it up. He was your only friend. And then one day he just up and left because life in this small town where you both grew up wasn't good enough for him and Gojo. He left you, leaving only a note.

"It's fine," you turned back towards the bar fully, not sitting with chest facing Suguru like before. "I got used to your absence pretty quickly."

Maybe you should really stop drinking. Being this letty was unlike you. But in your twisted logic he deserved it. He hurt you too long time ago. A little payback can't hurt a guy like him. He must've toughened up while he was gone.

But hurt he did get. The only reason why he even came back to the little end of the world now sat completely disinterested in him nonchalantly telling him she got used to him not being around. The only thing on his mind in long hot nights was how much you must miss him. How happy you'll be once he comes back after making a name for himself. How eagerly you'll say yes when-

Fine. He can be petty too. "Your new group can't be better than me," he pointed with his thumb behind his back at the dancefloor. "All of them left you too."

His words hurt, but the alcohol was already in your head. Before you could say the first hurtful thing you downed the rest of your drink. "I already told you I got used to being alone," and with that you jumped down from the tall barstool. Only to stumble, forgetting your knees bend quite easily once you're not focusing on keeping them straight.

Luckily Suguru got long arms. Before you could completely faceplant he cought your waist and held you close to him. Even standing up you were still a bit shorter than him. "You okay?" He asked in a tender voice, all hurtful comments forgotten.

You nodded. It's been a while since you were this close to anyone. You always loved his shoulders, even when they were narrow and scrawny. How you longed to hug him around them. To feel how big they've gotten.

From afar Akane seethed with rage. Like a vulcano before its final erruption. Which came in the form of you in Geto's embrace. Ignoring her bickering group she strided towards you.

Just as you were about to snake your arms around Suguru's neck and pull him into you a new stranger approached you. She was pretty, prettier than any girl in this town for sure. With a nicely tanned skin. Obviously from prancing around a town and carefully timing her time on the sun unlike most girls around here with uneven tan from long hours working on their families' farms.

"Sugu~" even her voice was soft and melodic, "how long are you gonna be with your little sister? Hm? When will you return back to us?" She leaned down a bit making sure her cleavage was on full display for both of you, for you to spark jealousy and for Suguru to show him what he's missing out on. Suguru however stayed unphased by her body and more confused by her words. You are faster in questioning the girl before you though.

"Little sister?" You push yourself back from Suguru's embrace and stood on your own straight legs.

The beauty nodded. "Yeah, little sister. He wouldn't shut up about her. She was the whole reason we went to this..." she looked around the bar, "dump."

Her voice was nice but the words it carried were cutting your ears. Little sister? Dump? Did Suguru really tell his newfound friends these things?

Maybe the alcohol made you oversensitive, maybe you took special offense once you realized what kinds of nasty stuff Suguru probably did with her but right now all you wanted was to be away.

"I never said this place was a dump," Suguru growled as he stood up and towered over Akane. "And I never called Y/N my little sister. Now get lost you filthy liar before I do something I should've done a long time ago."

Akane stumbled back a bit but held her ground. "I-"

"Get lost."

Suguru shoved her out of the way. At that moment he noticed something. His hat that was on your head the entire time. It fell to the ground. And you left.

When the after rodeo party started there was no cloud in the sky. Now there was a light drizzle. It was quite romantic. Soft waterdrops here and there. Semi clear sky. Shiny moon. Stars. If only your head was clearer. If only there wasn't a huge ball in your throat.

Did Suguru really tell everyone you were his little sister? What did that woman do with him the whole time he was gone?

All sorts of questions plagued your mind before your legs came to a stop. You arrived to a lake. It was significant for your town, the more it rained the bigger it became. It was never deep enough to swim in but never too shallow to have awesome mud wars with Suguru.

You smiled at the memory. You always sucked at throwing, your go to strategy was to tackle him to the ground. And he would always hook his legs around you and pulled you tk the ground while he sat on top of you and shoved mud into your face.

You didn't even know when your tears joined the water drops on your cheeks, but once they started flowing you couldn't stop. You wanted that simple time back. You wanted to go back and keep Suguru here with you, nail him to the bed if needed.

Suddenly something smelling like leather fell on your head. Black with a long rim.

You turned around spotting Suguru, apologetic expression on his face. "You left this behind."

You kept staring at him. Your head still spinned and you were wondering if Suguru was really here or if you drank too much again. But the hat felt real, the faint leathery smell mixing with gunpowder felt real too. So you said the first sensible thing coming to your mind. "It's your hat though."

He chuckled. "It looked good on you."

There was an awkward silence for a while. Nothing but soft raindrops hitting the nearby lake. He decided to break it first.

"I want to apologize. Akane was out of line and-"

"It's okay."

"What?" His head snapped to you.

"It's okay. I understand. If I were you I'd be ashamed too," you smiled and stared somewhere far away. Into the hills clouded by a slight fog.

"What are you-"

"I mean, I finally get it why you left. If there are girls like her everywhere else I'd-"

"CAN YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME?!"

You jerked at his loud voice.

"Sorry, sorry. But," he inhaled and pinched the bridge of his nose, "you can't make assumptions like that without letting me explain first. So be a good girl and let me talk. Without you spiraling. Deal?" He asked gently.

You nodded. What else could you do?

"Thank you. She lied."

You looked up at him from beneath the wide hat rim.

"Akane lied about everything. I never called this place a dump. You were never a sister to me. And truthfully," he put his hands on your shoulders and stepped a bit closer, "I left to get money. To make a name for myself. This little town is nice and all but with my parents losing their farm I would have nothing to offer to your father and he would never agree to give you to me."

During his rant you could only stare. He wanted you?

"That's actually why I came back," he said and moved his hands from your shoulders to cup your cheeks. "I came here for you."

"For me?" You asked still not believing his words. Your longtime friend. Your forbidden crush. He left only to come back to get you?

"Yeah silly, for you," he smiled and stroked your cheeks.

"But why?" You just wanted to be sure. You only needed to know you didn't misunderstand.

"Because~" he leaned in, his fohead lightly touched the rim of his hat, giving you time to pull back. Instead you tipped your head up. The hat's rim was no longer separating your heads from moving closer to eachother.

Your lips touched. And your knees almost gave up again. Suguru's arms wrapped around your waist and fully pulled you into him. His open mouthed kisses were making your head spin more than the alcohol, making you even more drunk.

And more bold too.

Without thinking your tongue bolted out from your mouth and licked his bottom lip. With a deep moan he opened his mouth and stroked your tongue with his. In your tipsy clumsiness your teeth slightly touched his and you cringed. But he apparently didn't care. He only wanted to taste you more.

But you needed to breath.

With all your might you pushed on his shoulders and gasped for air, hating the fact you needed it more than his lips.

He chuckled at your expression and adjust the cowboy hat on your head to not make it fall to the muddy ground. Before you could pull yourself up back to him a bright lightning crossed the sky startling both of you. The rain thickened too.

"Listen," he said inbetween gasps, "me and my companions rented couple of rooms in that old hotel down the main street," he picked you up bridal style not trusting your knees at the moment (just like you). "And I have a separate one. We can spend the night there."

"And follow the rule?" You asked and pointed at his hat on your head.

He chuckled and began walking back to the town. "When you sober up."

"But I am sober!" You pouted and hugged him around his neck.

"You almost fell from your own feet. I'm pretty difficult to mount," he smirked, "you wouldn't last very long in my rodeo."

You whined but kept quiet. Your eyes were heavy anyways. It won't hurt to close them for a bit. The hotel isn't that far away. It'll be just for a bit.

The next time you opened your eyes was in a vertical position. You were only in your undergarments, your dress hung on a chair to dry. There was something warm next to you. Something solid.

You turned your head to see a smirking Suguru, long hair spread out on his pillow. "Well well, falling asleep after being denied a ride."

Suddenly all your memories from yesterday hit you. In a futile attempt to hide your embarrassment you pulled up the blanket over your face. "Sorry," you mumbled.

"Lucky for you," he pulled down the blanket and hovered above you, "I know how to fix it."

You gulped. The last time you were beneath him like this was during one of your famous mud wars. But this, this time it was different.

Instead of painting your face with mud he leaned to the side to retrieve his hat, put it on your head and leaned down to whisper in your ear. "So, who's gonna ride first?"

#suguru geto x reader #geto x reader #jjk geto #geto fluff #suguru geto fluff #suguru geto angst #geto angst #geto x you

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hetr0ph0bic · 2 years ago

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I got sumn!!! Y/n seduces and sleeps with riri and Shuri SEPARATELY and they figure it out while chatting in the lab and decide to teach her lesson ;) w/ smut obvi

our girl

tag : shuriri x reader warning :ropes? public hunching? coochie eating! fingering! Strapping! n more summary: yes porn, whats but u already knew tht wrd cnt :7.3k+

a/n okay so thxxxxxx for the req i had so much fun writing it! fr i luv u!!!!!!! title inspo -

oh, that's your bitch? That's my ho too We gon' share her, call her, "Our girl"

riri walks in sync with ayo and aneka, the three of them in dire need of a fun night. they find themselves outside of a old ranned down club, the dim neon lights read ‘club usana’.

“ yall really wanna go in here? it look like a hole in the wall” riri points to the walls of the club.

“princess we wouldn't have you just anywhere, i promise its nice inside” ayo drags riri inside of the club aneka following behind. “we are going to dance, i know, i know you're not staying with us. don't make any stupid decisions! stay here and ring us if anything is wrong!” the couple scurries away. riri looks around the dark club, trying to find something or someone she knows. not finding a familiar face, she settles for the bar. riri steps up to the long bar leaning to the side, she rubs shoulders with you. riri looks you up and down, drinking your warm skin.

‘hm i knew this dress was the one’

“oh my bad- i didn't mean too” riri apologies swiftly. with a small smile you reach out to caress her arm.

“don't worry you're all good, and what might your name be”

riri answers with a soft pretty giggle, “riri, what's your pretty”

“ y/n, but it can be yours”

“ooh i see your slick with it”

chuckling “yeah i try to be, wanna drink then dance?” you nod over to the bartender tagging them down

“yeah, a lil drink can't hurt”

“can we get a lil whiskey on the rocks?” you then press your kimoyo beads to the top of the counter, successfully paying for the drinks.

“cheers!”

“to what though” riri questions

“a fun safe night!” you two down the burning drink, getting up to walk to the dance floor. the two of you find yourselves in a nice two step to the loud beat. but slowly that changes as you reach for riri hands. with nonverbal permission, you place them on your shoulders. a steady grind is unfolded, as you drag your hands from above her waist to riri’s hips. swinging your hands around to feel on riri’s ass, with a gasp the girl scooted closer. so close you can feel your cores meet. riri looks down, feeling the lower connection. the music blares on as a kompa style song comes to play. already knowing what to do, you mold riri’s body into the perfect shape. placing each other in the needed spot, you move her body into yours. making your cores and legs never leave each other. riri tips her head up to whisper in your ear.

“you know this song?” she fully relaxed in your arms, body flowing with the music.

“yeah it’s a classic” you rest her hands on your neck and place your hands back on her waist continuing to drive the dancing.

“what’s the name” she rests her head on your shoulder

“something going on by kaysha, it’s a bit old but it never gets old”

riri gets into the rhythm, you too being able to move your feet in a steady way. you lift riri’s head and hold onto her neck, she looks into your eyes as you move her body in tune with yours. both of your dresses ride up, but you do a good job at keeping them down. keeping the movement, you pull her bloody red dress down again for the 14th time in the few minutes. your fingers drape over her thigh, to squeeze the thigh.

“is this okay?”

“ mhmm yeah good” she mumbles out

you lift your hand from her thick thighs. placing a hand under her chin, she parts her lips letting air blow through them.

“can i do .. more” you rub your thumb across her bottom lip. nodding you both close the space. its nasty and hungry, the kiss. her lips are so fucking soft, like your kissing clouds nothing like-

‘stop, just enjoy the night’

the growing whines from riri causes you to rip your mouth from her

“we should stop right now, if not im going to fuck you right here.”

“well i think the bathroom is better.” she replies smugly, with a smirk you lead riri to the bathroom in a rush. smashing your lips together again now in the locked stall. smacks and groans fill up the empty room. you explore the girls mouth, tongue feeling everything possible. riri begins to control you and the kiss, licking on your and lips lower jaw. she slowly backs you up to the black stall divider, pushing you back to the wall,you break the kiss from the impact.

“please, fuck!” riri attacks your neck, littering in with nasty, sloppy marks. your pants echo throughout, lucky the bathroom is empty. attempting to utilize that emptiness, you eagerly pull up your dress to your chest. riri drops her knees to the floor wasting no time.

“please, i need you” you lift your heavy head to look at the other. riri looks up from the ground, eyes dark and filled with need. riri rubs her hands along your thighs pushing for legs apart.

“come on you're begging now open up your fucking legs” she takes her sweet time pealing your soaked panties from your oozy core.

lifting for hips with a cry she hurriedly pulls your soaked panties to the side. pushing her thumb inside your lips, she lets your juices soak the finger. pulling your panties to the side more she reaches up to circle your clit.

“fuck just take them off” you groan at her antics. using her strong shoulders you step out of the underwear, praying for her to continue. instead of continuing to tease you, riri dives head first. licking and sucking on your clit, prying her arms in between your legs, she forces your legs apart.

“keep your fucking legs open, fuck” she rocks her face up and down on your core. using her knees, she is able to bounce and keep your legs spread wide, allowing her all access. she moves down from your clit, to tease your hole. sucking on your red swollen clit she sticks a inch of her finger inside playing with the muscles of the entrance.

“stop fucking teasing and go all the way in ” you say through the deep waves of pleasure.

“only because you sound so nice”

riri goes for your clit again, sucking so hard. she strokes two fingers in between your lips, spit and slick covering them in an instant. riri thrust the two fingers inside of you, immediately creating scissoring motions with the digits. you arch your back, combing fingers in her hair as she jolts your body up. with her slamming and curving in you, riri finds a weak spot. repeatedly smashing, shoving against the soft tissue inside. your moans echo through the bathroom, a little lower than the blasting music, lucky.

“fuck, ri- im close” standing up on one leg you start to slam down to meet her movements

“ that’s it mama just like that” she snakes her hands up pinching your brown erect nipples

“ ri im cumming” riri applies a last bruising suck to your clit, your body quivering as your knees slowly gives out. she grabs you and pushes you up the wall again holding you as you ooze out, applying sloppy pecks to your red neck. seconds go by as you regain your energy.

swapping places, to deliver soft nibbles to her skin. from her neck to down her legs you scratch and bite. finally flopping on the tile you cup her wet heat, while kissing her thigh. looking up into riri’s low teary eyes, you begin to fondle with the black lacy underwear.

“ don't worry love, after that i promise you're gonna cum even harder, ill make sure of it” you end the promise with light kisses to her clothed pussy. you pull her underwear down pass her knees, helping her step out of them. roughly to grip riri’s leg and sliding in on your shoulder. looking at her core, seeing the slick ooze out and onto the outer lips and even down her thighs. licking your lips you lick up the limb, collecting wetness on your tongue.

staring into the other's eyes, “i knew you would taste like this, so fucking good”.

riri tosses her head back as you dive in, moving your head in a infinity motion. slick pools out as you, eat her with need. backing up you stand up to share the taste. riri jumps to kiss you, tasting her own glossy liquids she moans.

“i know i know” you slide down again to meet her heat face to face again. dipping your tongue inside her lips, licking a heavy pointed up and down, devouring her clit. her sweet moans gets louder, deeper. you place the same leg over your shoulder again. spreading her apart with your hands, you show the most attention to her clit wanting it to be swollen. showing no mercy, you give all undivided attention to the small nerve. standing on one leg the other around your neck she searches for some type of placement. riri can't reach above the stall to short, like a headboard. the other connecting wall is too far, the only choice, she rakes her hands through your hair. as you nibble and suck on the bundle riri gives you high pitch praises

“ fuck fuck yes god yes.” working your mouth lower to begin to tease her hole, she you begs add something in her.

“please i don't care, just do something, please i wanna cum hard like you said i would”. you finally give in, presenting her your tongue. she looks down as you slip inside. you start to fuck into her, face hitting her pussy. hands rubbing her clit and tongue fucking her senseless, she starts to unravel. as you slam your tongue in and out, you lock eyes with her, digging your nails in her thigh every time she looks away. her legs now showcasing red nail marks, she moans into her palm. a lousy attempt of snuffing the sounds. she silently screams as you thrust inside of her, body shaking as riri drags her nails up and down her body.

placing her other leg on your shoulders, you continue to ruin her. shaky moans getting caught in her throat, riri squeezes her thighs hard as she gasps and groans. riri’s small body quivers and becomes more broken, you can tell she is nearing the end. she trembles hard, unable to keep still for a split second. she starts rutting against for face, hands full of hair she begins fully face fucking you as you swirl with her dripping pussy.

“ don't stop, talk to it” riri pulls your hair as you hollow your cheeks, slurp on her clit. then pull it out of your mouth with a pop, repeating the action her pants reach a higher octave, chest expanding and contracting needing more air. you roll her pretty clit in your fingers, pushing her over the edge. she cums silently, mouth hung open, pussy pulsing, and convulsing to squirt. you continue fucking her on your tongue. rough hands pulling at your scalp, aiming to pull you off. failing to pull you off, riri begs and pleads “please please y/n no more i can't” ignoring her you continue to hollow your cheeks on her clit, she pushes against your face attempting to run. wrapping your hands around her thighs and holding tight she is forced to take the pleasure in over stimulation. seconds later riri is chanting again “y/n, y/n” as she comes. face and neck dripping with cum you slowly let her down from your lifted shoulders. still holding her riri takes deep long strides of air. after a few finally riri cools down, now sitting down on the sink, she recovers.

“you good ri?” you grab your belongings. you also grab and put the other things in her own purse. reaching for riri’s phone you type in your number, she is still seated on the sink.

“yeah im good, you put your number in the phone?” you two stand in the mirror fixing your dresses, hair and face.

“yeah well you got my number call me if you need anything” opening the phone you check the time “ its like 3 and i gotta be up in the morning, ill see you around” with a wave you walk out from the bathroom heading home. riri begins rinsing out her mouth and washing off her face. she drags herself out of the bathroom, going to the bar to find the dora lovers.

“ready to go ms. riri”

“yeah gotta be up tomorrow”

days latter

you feel the yellow pool concrete under your feet as you find an unoccupied mini jacuzzi at the packed party. summer time in wakanda is the place to be, the heat, the music, the food, everything is like a true dream. you settle in the mini jacuzzi calling over a waiter. they show up in a pink patterned bikini.

“what can i get you” the young girl questions

“do yall got a fruit platter, and a few water bottles” you look up to her blocking out the setting sun with your hands

“yeah i got you, anything else?” she finishes tapping the order on the tablet.

“nah that’ll be it thanks”

after a few minutes you feel a presence behind you, thinking its the waiter again you stand up in the water. but its not, in fact the last person you would expect here. the black panther, queen of wakanda

“umm sorry to bother you it’s just all of the mini jacuzzis are all full. can i join you, it’s just me.” shuri looks down on you from outside the water

“oh nah join i don't mind”, looking around you all of the other mini water heaters are full. each and every single one. each circle is able to fit five people, and even then it's about 10 in each. so it's a mystery how you had this all alone to yourself.

“oh i never got your name” shuri ask setting down all her belongings

“it’s y/n” you take the time to get a good look at the royal, it’s rare for her to be out like this. she sports a black cutout bikini with golden rings to hold the top and two bottom sides together. along with that, she has opaque cover up. shuri has a gorgeous dainty black pendent on, you can bet money that is just her suit.

“oh that’s really pretty” she smiles, sinking into the water

“not to be rude or anything but where are the doras don't they watch over you?” you honestly wonder

“nah your good, but i don't need to be babysat, i am the best fighter of the county remember.” you feel your skin get hot at the thought.

“oh yeah your right’’ you chuckle “i have some fruit and water coming over here you can have some when it arrives”

“okay thanks”

sitting under the water, afro beats blasting around them

“so what's it like being the queen and stuff”

shuri breathes out, “well hard” she chuckles

“everyone expects you to be here and there, and they don't ever let me rest. and still having to mourn and work…. its a lot.” they take about any and everything

“yeah i completely understand, well not to your extent obviously but i know what pressure feels like. from everyone around you and even people you don't even know.”

“but it is better since i am here today, getting a break.”

“if you ever need someone to help you relax call me” you say as you put a strawberry in your mouth.

“ i know i just met you but i feel like, i could tell you anything or just be natural with you.” you place your hand on shuri’s lap. not moving your hand you look into her eyes.

“oh umm sorry im sorry�� you move to create a bit space

“nah your good”, shuri grabs your hand examining it.

“your nails are so pretty, but why are the two middle ones short?”

“oh umm”, you look up the meet her eyes “well, its so i dont hurt (your) walls with long nails”

dropping your hand she backs up against the wall, a red warming seeping into her skin.

“oh oh okay”, you can still see her stare at your hands

“my queen are you okay?”

she breathes out “yeah im fine, i just wasn't expecting that”

“oh im so sorry if i made you uncomfortable”, shuri shakes her head, arguing.

you reach for a piece of fruit “ so who said your life is are pressure and deadlines, what do you do?” the royal scoots back over from hugging the wall.

“i run a clothing company, i do literally… everything. i make the clothes, i do the accounting and managing of every little fucking aspect. im actual wearing me right now.”

“ whaaaa, how do you make time you anything? it has to take up your life!?”

“yeah i does even caused relationships to fail, well not really but it did at the same time”

“oh im sorry” shuri gives a sincere look

“don't sweat, its fuck her alllll the way”

“ wait, what happened?”

“lets just say she was controlling as fuck. i couldn't do anything without her aproval. partying, clubbing, working, eating, clothing it all had to be on her terms and the sex was lousy at best! most definitely toxic”

“damn, well so im glad you’re away from that. no human should be on those restrictions”.

“yeah me too, i’ve been single for a little over a month and im just now getting back outside, and just enjoying life.” you both reach for a fruit, hands grazing. with a smile “open up”.

shuri obeys opening her mouth wide you place the pineapple in. slowly itching your piece watching her closely, she finishes the piece.

“want another”, she nods her head. “shuri you have to use your words” you reach for the slice.

“ i want it.”

you put the smaller piece in her mouth again, letting your fingers swipe her tongue. pointing to the fruit, “you want something else” she nods her head again. “uh uh words” she quickly finishes the fruit

“yeah something else”

“oh really, what do you want” moving closer you stroke your hand from her neck to the middle of her breast, dropping your hand into the water playing with the golden ring that ties the black bottoms together.

“ please, just do it” she begs in a hushed tone

“do what my queen” you whisper in her ear

“fuck, just put your fingers in me” shuri breathes slow, finally letting her orbs lock with yours.

“ i don’t know” you scan around the area. the surrounding groups are drunk, high or smoking and pouring bottles of dark liquor down each other’s throats.

“okay fine- but don’t make a fucking sound, eat the fruit and act like i’m not touching you. if you gain any attention, i will stop.”

“ yes okay got it”, she grabs the platter of fruits and places them in the water. the tray is able to float on its own. shuri holds the tray with one arm fully covering her lap. you dip your hand into the royals bathing suit. instantly met with soft skin. quickly, you move your hand down to her core.

“i’m gonna push in okay” you search for doubt or question in the panther's eyes

“yeah okay” with one finger you drive in and out and a easy speed not trying to splash all the water. “ put the other one in” she whispers in your ear, she turns to grab your phone. needing something to distract her. as you add the second finger, she clenches around you. you start to curl your fingers back in forth hitting a spot in shuri. she opens her mouth to moan but quickly closes it. you look down at the royal and see her clenching your phone, “put it down before you fucking break it” with low breathy moans she manages a sentence. barely. “shut up… your fucking me like this and got the-” you cut her off with your same hand. rubbing circles on her clit, side to side with the pads of your thumb. shuri tosses the phone on to the concrete. grabbing handfuls of fruit, stuffing them in her mouth she then moans. not loud but something for her to feel release. shuri body shudders as you work your fingers in her. she clings to your shoulder, egging you on.

“please don't stop feels too good” you curve your fingers harder rocking her body in the deep water. shuri voice cracks as you rock her, entranced with you and your fingers.

you focus on scissoring her, taken in by the squelching sounds from the water, you sit and watch as the royal looses her fucking mind.

“come here” shuri pushes against your hands, letting her hand slip free from the tray. she creates small splashes in the now dark water. shuri leans far back into the wall, doing anything to buck from the intense pleasure.

soon she feeds into the thrusts, turning her head to make her pants fall on your shoulder. shuri’s cries get louder, her hands continuously ranking up and down her body. nails scratching her own body “ oh shuri” you singsong “mmmm” she answers. you smile at her while curving your fingers to touch that point that know will make her see stars “ be quiet love” pressing deep into her. shuri gnaws at her lips, trying to drown out her cries and sobs. taking your free hand from her leg, you rake your fingers through shuri soft curls. you pull her hair hard, her back in a sinful arch. through closed tight lips she mumbles “ y/n im- im cumming”.

“ i know i know just ride it out” pushing the platter of fruit to her right hand she digs she sharp nails into your thigh. shuri fights to keep her eyes from rolling back. not wanting a soul so look over and see what’s going on. you place her on one leg still fucking her. with a hand you rub circles into her back. “thats it, just like that, so good, no one noticed, you did so good” after shuri comes down she slips off your thigh and you slip your hand out.

“hey you with me” you rub your hand up and down her neck.

“yeah im here” shuri scoots off your lap, to your side. placing a hand close to your core.

“this okay right” shuri questions looking for conformation.

“ don't worry love, im good”

“are you sure i don't mind, i promise”

“no no im sure you already did a number on me. remember im here for you, to relax, im good right now”.

you and shuri spend the rest of the night there, till the people start to file out.

“this was fun ill keep in touch” shuri says as you use a towel to dry your body off. grabbing your black tote bag, you head off home. stepping off the train, using your beads to unlock the front door. you walk into your apartment. in much need of a shower, shuffle into your bathroom. slipping out of the wet bathing suit is hell but you somehow get it off. hopping into the warm shower, soap running over your body. you can't but think about the past few weeks. a wonderful booming business, getting out of a terrible relationship. god that alone is a fucking blessing. its so good being single, being able to make your own decisions, no one asking for your where about every two seconds. questioning you on cheating, dictating what to eat, wear, and how to fucking act.

walking into the kitchen, in search of food. opening up the fridge and every fucking cabinet, you settle of pizza. using your beads you order the food, waiting for it to get here you clean up the house. but shit two back to back, riri and the queen

what. the. fuck.

how the fuck was that even possible. drying off you grab a big old shirt from the closet. dirty clothes, dishes, laundry, by the time you finish the food is here. you scarf down the food and head to bed. waking up in the weighted blood-red covers. you start up on the new clothing orders.

1 week later,

“so ri hows life been treating you”

“wow so thats code for im noisy tell me all your business”

the two sit in the small lab in their connected room. blueprints and oil spread all around the many tables. they both have been in here since the crack of dawn, so cans of energy drinks are pilled up in the trash can.

“well if you wanna be rude about it, come on its been so long since we spilled dirty secrets” shuri pauses walking over to riri on the floor. “and i have news alsoooo” she drags out.

“wait you have news, okay you start first” riri wipes the oil from her hands, giving the oder her attention.

“what? no! you're just gonna have me tell everything, while you keep it on the low.” shuri points her finger accusingly

“ i promise i wont” shuri gives the engineer a look of ‘stop lying’ “ i promise for real for real.”

“okay so i’ve been doing good, you know i pulled back from working as much as i do. well passing little shit off to m’baku. he likes to feel important so i give im all the annoying work that really doesn’t call for me.”

“ okay good, good… what have you been doing with all your time then”

“ well duhh i’ve been with you. i when out to a pool party and honestly i just sleep the rest of the time away.but the thing is the pool party that’s the thing.” the royal goes quite finding it hard to find the right words. “ i don’t even know how to say what happened” shuri hides her face in her hands

“ just spit it out”

“ riri give me time im not like you dang!”

“ what you mean not like me”

“ you have no problem being unfiltered and i cant do that”

riri shakes her head finding the truth in the statement “ okay so what did you kiss a girl?”

“... no”

“ what grind on?”

“ noo… worst” her voice gets higher

“omg did you, fuck a girl???”

“ wellll she did the fucking”

“WHAT” riri jumps up yelling. settling back down on the floor , “you did what. stop. wait. what. i want every fucking detail! don't you DARE leave a single thing out. was this at the pool party? bitch, i knew i should’ve gone with you. fuck, but you wanted me to do my homework! yeah i bet so you can get your fucking rocks off. what’s her name? omg okay go imma shut up. go… go.” riri holds her hands over her mouth

“okay so a pool party, downtown by the shops”

“ yeah and everything”

“ right so its a real nice pool over there, its sections for kids and adults inside. its from like dawn to dusk. okay so it was my off day right. so i went there to have a little fun, a nice day by myself, cool. so i get there and i me this girl-”

“pause what was the fits, yours and hers? do you have pics?”

shuri rolls her eyes at the interruption “ i sent you a photo of it the black bathing suit with the rings”

“the one with yo tetas out! oh my good, your a whore! continue!”

“okay and she was wearing a nude bathing suit, god she was so fucking fine. anyway so i walk up to her and ask to sit and she was okay with it.then we started talking about work in stuff and she tells me that i can call on her to chill or relax because she has a demanding job also. oh i almost forgot so like i knew it was gonna happen when i asked about her nails.”

“color and length”

“ pink but they blended into her skin like perfectly, but the two middle ones were short so i asked why”

“ you asked her why her… two middle nails was short…. wow clueless gay!”

“ anyway, she told me why and like okay so she started to FEED me. then im like hot i ready she was super good. and she keep asking me if everything was okay and you know meee.” they crackle at shuri’s antics.

“so anyway she fingered me in the mini jacuzzi” riri mouth is agape, lost, she is stuck for a while. “wait what happened again” clearly just imagining that.

“ she fingered me, in the jacuzzi, in front of others. ri i had to not moan and i covered me up with the fucking. fruit. tray.”

“no your a liar” riri stand up pacing. “ this cant be true, its shuri miss stand-off, miss cold shoulder. no way what’s her name, did you even get her fucking name” riri now kneeling in front of the royal.

“yeah it was y/n” she plops down on the floor messy floor.

“ what, y/n, is she brown with dark eyes and long braids.”

“ wait you know her”

“um yeah we did it in the bathroom and club usana”

“HUH”

“shuri we ate each other in the fucking bathroom” “so she smashed both of us.. ion like that”

“ she said she just got out of a shitty and i mean shitty relationship-”

“ and she getting pussy like that damn. you think she down for threesomes”

“ ri! have you no shame!”

“ i don't get it i like her, i like you, you like me, and you like her why not. plus i dont like the fact that she smashed both of us”

“ oh no, i know that look. she might not even be into that!”

“into what, what look are you taking about” riri yells back

“the look where your horny and angry, you probably wanna punish her or something”

seconds pass and they both are quite

“i dont give a fuck, send for her as the queen. we ask her with full consent, if she agrees we have fun” with that riri leaves shuri in her side on the room.

the loud sewing machine noise filters through the entire house. clothes scatter the office space, but luckily all the orders for today have been made. you clip the hanging thread from the dress as you hear a knock on the door. running to the door, you place your hand on the keypad to unlock it. the door swings open and you're faced with general okoye.

“ oh! general, is everything okay? ” she gives you a warm smile

“yes, the queen calls for you.” looking down at your clothes, you know you have to change. blue penguins pajamas and dino house shoes aren't appropriate.

after swiftly cleaning up you change into a basic workout two piece. then you and the soldier are off. walking into the palace doors, okoye leads you to an empty room with a sleek white triangle table in the middle. the door shutting is the only reason you know you’ve been left alone. walking up to the table you sit, now spotting a clear chair and small folder.

the papers inside read:

‘ hello y/n i’ve called to you like this because i want no form of intimidation. you're here because me and riri ( the girl from club usana ) would like to invite you into our bedroom. if you are not comfortable with this you can put down the papers and walk out, okoye will take you home safely. at anytime you feel uncomfortable, you are allowed to leave. if you are interested, read our and list your intimacy boundaries. on the bottom lines, if you need to express anything, you can write it all there. once done, place the folder in the slot on the wall. you can then explore the palace after that.’ taking up the pen you get to writing.

the two others watches from a camera.

“ well she didn’t walk out that’s a plus” shuri sits on riri’s bed tablet in her hand.

“ zoom in! i wanna see what she’s writing” riri bumps shoulders with shuri.

“wow aren’t you eager, wasn’t this excited when we did it.” shuri tosses riri the tablet.

“oh my bad i was too busy fearing for my fucking life.”

“which was your fault by the way. trying to prove old white people wrong, about to get yourself killed.”

“ and i was excited, lame, im just cool so you didn’t peep it ” riri says zooming on the paper

“ okay so she likes….”

“breath in and out, at anytime you wanna stop say red.”

you feel the two grip your hand, walking you up to something hard. the left hand tugs at your wrist, making you tip over. yelping as you fall over, your face hits something so soft.

‘it’s just the bed’

the same hand that tugged you pulls again, you start to crawl. on your hands and knees you make your way up the bed. slender hands make their way across your torso, flipping you on your back. immediately your arms are pulled up and part, you then feel something cold. crisp handcuffs are tightened around your wrist. you hear their footsteps and warm leave from around you. shuri and riri didn’t show you around the room again, only blindfolding you and cuffing you to the bed. hell you were even still clothed in your sleeping clothes from this morning, days after you signed and went over the papers with them. sounds on smacking pulls you from your thoughts.

“ahh” you scramble to sit up, back flushed with the headboard. squishing sounds come after, almost like a bottle?

its lube, fuck i wanna see

it goes silent, then soft pants barley detectable. as the time goes by the squelching gets louder and louder. unable to tell the moans apart you grown restless.

“okay im ready put it in” riri pants out

‘so its shuri strapping riri fuck’

“fuck look back at me” shuri’s voice has gone low, deeper

“yeah just like that baby”, clapping sounds gradually build up. your core as been pulsing ever since they tied you up. mixed with the moaning, you can feel your panties wet and cold on your warm pussy. you slide to the side, trying use your propped up hand. with avail, you can’t reach the blindfold. sliding down the bed, you can bring your shoulders and upper arm to your face. using all your strength, you slowly work the tight cover off.

“fuck harder shuri, harder” riri demands. soon as the order leaves her mouth, deep sinful moans fill the room. finally sliding it down your face you can see the two. mirrors placed at each of their heads, clothes throw by the foot of the bed. shuri and riri have the most sinful arch in their backs, you could go and sit a cup on it. legs locked and intertwined, they fuck themselves from the back. a clear double-sided dildo, you can see their insides from the angle. closing your legs, shut tight. water blurs your vision, voice fully of desperation “ please, i-”

“shut. up.” riri seethes through her teeth pausing on shuri.

shuri’s broken voice cuts through “don’t stop” riri begins again, slamming back meeting shuri’s movements “ri maybe she can join now?” shuri look over to you sorry all on her face.

“what fuck no, we just started. don’t look or talk to her she’s just gonna persuade you to let her go.” riri turns her head from the mirror to look at you on the bed “slick with your words huh? shuri she’s a business person, her job is to fucking talk and trick people. she can get released once we cum and only if she’s good.” so you take it, quite as your body shakes with need. yearning to be with the two on the floor. shuri lies face down, turning her head towards you. she latches orbs, taking her hand to rub circles on her clit. rubbing till she creams with a scream. moaning shuri slips off of the toy. manhandling riri, so she’s on her back, legs behind her head. shuri works the toy deep in the small girl, taking her time. you can tell she enjoys watching riri lose her assertive demeanor.

“fuck, fuck- umm please! please shuri, harder” riri cries out

“y/n ri so wet just for us” shuri starts to thumb her clit. “awww your already swollen” riri shakes her head frantically. shuri replaces her thumbs with her lips. kissing, lapping at the poor girl.

“s-stop”

“uhh uhh take it” shuri mumbles while eating “im never gone stop” riri’s leg glitch as they tense behind her head. shots of slick and cum shoots up into the air, landing all over the room. manly on shuri’s face since she dove back in once the spraying first started.

“fuck shuri hold her legs down! shes to strong.” shuri grips your legs forcing them to stay part. she drives the special made strap deep inside of you. your skin and brain are on fucking fire. riri works you with a vibrator on your puffy clit. it wasn't supposed to go like this. fuck, your body is shaking the table. you want to touch them so bad, but the tight ruff ropes prevent you from moving.

“fuck mmmmm” you twist your head into the side of your arm trying to keep your moans down. what if someone hears you, or look up or just fucking sees you.

‘why the fuck are they fucking you on the patio?? in broad fucking daylight??’

“ fuck i can’t i can’t.”

“oh now you can't, but you can do a lot of other things. you can fuck me in front of hundreds of people without a fucking care. you can fuck riri in bathroom stalls, but you can take this.” “pathetic.” riri adds on to shuri’s rant

“right, tell me y/n does is feel good.” riri takes her fingers to open your lips spreading them apart. “look at her shuri, so fucking pretty. so pink and fat”

shuri grabs unto your hips bucking up into you, hitting a spot that makes you scream.

“don’t stop! shuri, just like that baby. yes.” you look up at riri, with tearful eyes “ri kiss me please please” “awww okay baby” riri leans down to place her lips on yours. a soft sweet kiss the total opposite of the sensations she's causing to the rest of your body. riri keeps one hand at the bottom, holding the vibrator to your clit. she throws one leg over your waist now straddling you. she places her dripping pussy on the vibrator opposite side of you. as she bites your sensitive bottom lip, she rocks back and forth on the toy. causing you pure ecstasy, the toy mixing the wetness from both of you.

“fuck just like that ri” shuri speaks up hands traveling up your legs. reaching your thigh, she pulls you both down the table near the edge. holding your thighs, she drives in and out at a nasty pace. a loud clapping sound comes as she hits your body with hers. waves making you and riri rock on the table with each hit. the pressure of your body builds up, the two making you spill over.

“ that’s it don’t stop don’t stop” your pussy pulses, squirting all over the three of you.

“ alright that's it love” shuri begins to pull out.

“ what no don’t stop! matter a fact-.” riri pushes shuri all the way out and grips your hair.

“you think that’s fucking funny”, her eyes low and black, she stands you up on your knees. seating herself in front of you, she then lays back legs spread open.

“ well start eating”, you scoff in disbelief “who do you think you-” but shuri pushes your back in, molding you with your ass up and face down. she slips back in and continues fucking you till you see stars. your face lays on riri’s open pussy, moaning and slobbing on it as you're fucked into oblivion. shuri pounds you from the back. her hand twirls your hair around her palm. once wrapped around two times, she pulls you up.

“didn’t she fucking tell you to eat”,

“mmmhmmm”

“so fucking do it”. as shuri ease you down to meet riri you slip your hands under her brown soft thighs. opening your mouth you let a long line of spit leak out onto her lips. as your body rocks with force, you see how her lips glisten with spit and her own wetness. looking up into the smaller pretty eyes “riri its so fucking pretty, so pink, so perfect for me” riri throws her head back with a deep moan. you take that as a clue to get going. you begin by licking a long strip from her hole to her clit. lifting up her hood to lick fast over the small hole. ri’s legs shake in your arms “fuck y/n keep going” so you do fully sucking on her cilt hard, rocking your face side to side covering your face in her juices.

“yeah more more”, just like before you kiss your way down to her hole. sticking your tongue inside, you struggle as you try to find the correct rhythm with shuri drilling you behind. going out on a whim, you fuck back on the special made strap. shuri gasps from the interruption, taking advantage of the open window you fuck down on the strap tongue still inside riri. soon shuri joins, finding the opening too. three different tones of moans leave the patio.

“good girl, keep going don’t stop yeah just like that keep fucking her just. like. that” shuri lands hits to your ass cheeks. you can feel your energy and willpower slipping away, tapping riri’s thighs “want you ride”.

“huh” she picks her head up, tilted it in confusion.

“ ri ride my face” finally understanding, riri scrambles up. matching your same position, she backs her ass up to your face. lining up and slipping in all by herself, using her knees riri rocks back on your tongue. as you place your hands on her thighs, slamming her back down harder. she looses her mind. as riri whines and shivers around you, you hear and realize shuri is close also. the thrust are uneven and sloppy. the burning skin from her digging her sharp ass nails in your skin. the high pitch drag out moans aren't unnoticed. creeping a hand to rub riri’s clit, you lock your legs around shuri. destined to make them both come hard, moaning on riri and squeezing the strap from inside sends them over the edge. shuri coming inside you and riri coming on you. feeling shuri’s cum inside you and riri’s lovely pleas makes your eyes roll back. slipping out of riri and off the toy, your body slumps down, trembling as you continue to release.

okay thts im tired and i know this is trash!!!! any typos? u didn't see shit goodnight

I SUCK I WRITING SO GIVE TIPS ON SHIT THAT SUCKED FRFR

@widowmakker @letitias-fav @rxcently @acommonwhor3 @garbagesleepschedule @nightlife-things @sweetalittleselfish-honey

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missholloween · 11 months ago

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Spies are forever in 54 below performances are amazing. We have:

Daniel Belnavis amazing job in spies are forever and the coldest goodbye

Curt singing "my partner... No!" in Spy again

All of Somebody's gotta do it. Joey of course does a great job, but Pomme Koch just flexes during the whole song. Amazing job istg

Also Curt sings so sweetly and nicely the "stop being such a little pussy"

Before the chorus in Eyes on the Price I Lauren goes down instead of up and it sounds really nice

Curt mouths "yeah" when Tessa sings "you think I'm crazy"

The dance during Eyes on the Price II and the horniness of it all

JOEY PUTTING HIS HAND ON CURT WHEN HE ENTERS THE SONG

Pomme does a great job, what a good torture tango

Also Curt whimpers and moans when he's hurt

Mary Kate does also an amazing job

Joey gets closer at the end of the song (in the "Owen?") so he can look at Curt

I'm obsessed with Joey's the prince, but AJ Holmes does also a great job as Vanger Borschtit

"Would you please turn around?" "No" "Okay"

Also "I'm sure you don't need to remind him" "I also fucking despise him"

Tbh all the lyrics updates are great and I'm glad they've revisited some of them

Curt and Mary Kate joking about an upbeat, fun song just before prisoner of my past

Curt making the audience cheer Mary Kate (deservingly) after it

Curt almost drops the mic when Lauren enters the scene during doing this

Lauren totally steals the scene

"So you're into" "yeah" "agh!"

Curt is specially nervous during the conversation :') and his little smile after the "til the end"

I can't believe they did the pay attention reprise and not the coldest goodbye reprise

Lauren kills it tho. She could do an amazing toad cover

Curt and Mary Kate failing to clap during one more shot

"Curt's ex-lover slash partner"

Joey directly goes to queer smug villain and he looks amazing doing it

Joey sitted in the piano

Curt looking so hurt and conflicted during the whole song, he does an amazing job acting

"feeling a lot of déjà vu again" AND THEY GRAB EACH OTHER AS IN SPIES ARE FOREVER. WHAT.

Joey's little taunt so that Curt goes with him and they run to the mics again

They gave a special shoutout to Esther because she had covid and couldn't be there (video-called her during the ending)

"If you think about this show, it's timeless. Because spies are, what? Forever?"

#spies are forever #saf #tin can bros #tcb #saf below 54 #curt mega #joey richter #lauren lopez #mary kate wales #tessa netting #hyl rambles

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crybyemissamericanpie · 11 months ago

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Old friend - Mike Schmidt x gn!reader (angst)

TW:Mention of suicide attempts,Mention of abuse,Bit of cursing

The office was thick with tension as Mike met their gaze, the lingering smell of coffee seemingly in line with the general ambience of the room.

While others may have assumed there was a deeper layer of resentment at work, the truth was that there was simple too much pride involved between the two of them to acknowledge any animosity.

Mike spoke up first, voice low and carrying a hint of tension in it, “I’m doing my job perfectly fine, I don’t understand why they brought you in."

They were no strangers to eachother and they had some history too,they knew each other way back in high school,they weren't in good condition now for sure

"You fell asleep on the job"They says looking at Mike with a calm face

“I was resting my eyes…” Mike murmured,annoyed “They look just the same as closed ones, anyway.”

He shifted in his seat, the chair letting off a slight creak. Mike hated this place with a passion, the night-shift being too quiet and lonely for comfort, so he had always taken to having a nap whenever possible. It was a wonder the boss hadn’t caught on by now…but suddenly an old ex-friend of his decides to show up,and get the job just to be with him“You and I have been through this song and dance before…”He said.silence fills the room

"We both fucked up okay?you don't have to always bring up the past"They say,frustrated.Looking down at Mike who is sitting infront of the desk with the cameras to the whole place

“What exactly have I ever done wrong?” Mike demanded, voice low - although more out of his general dislike of speaking.

The truth was, he and them had always been the same,both just as stubborn as each other and too proud to concede on anything.

“I’m not the one who left my responsibilities to chase a boy.” Mike muttered,looking away from their eye trying not to hold eye contact.

Mike and Their fathers really liked each other so they grew up together,but when both of their parents died, something clicked inside of them

They stays quiet for a moment,looking at Mike

"I was going through something too, you know what it was...And yeah I chased a boy! Yeah! I left my whole life behind me for a boy that just ruined me,cheated on me and abused me physically and mentally and I was left broken."They burst out

"I didn't get in contact with you cause I knew that I couldn't even take care of myself not even you and Abby,i didn't wanna give both of you another hard thing, to deal with also with me. When I accepted of what happened I tried helping cause I knew that I could finally help and not just be a distraction"They says,their eyes full of hope

Mike stayed stone-still as he listened to your sudden and lengthy explanation, mind racing with different thoughts and reactions. His own mothers hadn’t been fond of them either, although there weren’t any concrete reasons for their dislike they simply “had a feeling”.

He considered their words for a long moment.he understood their struggle, and understood why they did what they did. But they couldn’t run from your responsibilities when it came to family, and leaving Abby behind didn’t help any.

“You could’ve tried a bit harder.” Mike muttered eventually.

They sigh"mike.listen here, I tried to kill myself a lot in that time but do you know why I didn't do it?Because of you and Abby,cause I knew and thaught that if I'm in a better place of mind I could help and you would accept it"They confesses hardly and a bit harshly,their eyes darting into his trying to not shed a tear

“I understand that….” Mike mumbled, shifting his weight uncomfortably in his seat. He hadn’t known that they had dealt with anything close to that, but now he could see the toll it had taken on them.

Mike didn’t want to seem weak, despite his true thoughts and feelings on the situation, “It’s still not great that you just left us like that. What if I needed you?”

"I would have been a distraction,I couldn't help you or Abby if I didnt know how to help myself,I would have been just another ton of weight on your back for you to worry about"They say,trying to keep their breath steady

“And I wasn’t a distraction to you?” Mike demanded, voice louder than before out of spite.

He couldn’t help but feel hurt by some of their words - they were true, yes, and they had certainly done the right thing by staying away at that time, but it still sucked that they hadn’t kept in touch with him or Abby.

“You left me, and Abby, and we didn’t hear anything from you for years!” Mike pointed out.

"Bullshit,I sent birthday cards and holiday cards everyday with a small stupid qoute on it and my name!"They said fighting for justice ,for mike to realize that they arent that bad that mike think they are

“You think cards meant anything to me? You know Abby, she loved those cards, she used to read them over and over as if they were some kind of message of hope,” Mike said, voice softening.

“But for me? They only served as a reminder that my best friend had left.” Mike murmured.

"I was ashamed of who I was of what have I become,I moved country side,I had food delivery,I had a job that I didn't have to talk to people and stay in my house and just write, I would have never had a thought that maybe I could show up to your guys house"They whisper and admit,they were dreaned at the time,mentally and that made them sick

they wouldnt get out of bed,brush teeth,eat,work out,cook.

do anything.basically.

But Mike didnt know that even after they confess,he would never understand,he saw them just as a person who cut him and Abby out of their life without saying goodbye and now suddenly wants to come back or...

Mike thought about it for a moment, considering their words and what they had gone through.

He knew the feeling of shame, and the weight that accompanied it, and knew how hard it was to escape from that place.

Still, no matter the reason, they had left his only sister for years without a word although they had suffered, what right did they have to do that to not even Mike but Abby?

“Why did you come back?” Mike asked,raising an eyebrow as he looks up at them

"im-..."They sigh"im here to help you guys,i talked to Abbys teacher and im worried and finally i can help"They say

silence.

Mike furrows his eyebrows,a bit of guilt washes over him but he tries to ignore it

"you dont have to accept,if you want me to never talk to you or abby ever again and just keep sending cards,ill do it."They say as they look into his eyes

He sighs"We dont need your help.You can leave"Mike mutters under his breath

They nod and walk out of the office.

The guilt was still on Mikes heart but he didnt trust them now,he didnt want them to come back to their life and then leave like a building

Mike just sat there and thought was he right was he wrong?questions filled his head but his choice was final.he sees them leave throught the cameras,getting into their car ,then driving away...

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blueepink07 · 1 year ago

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Okay, so I'll make a compilation of all my random thoughts about Amane's MV. (it's very messy and the wording is lazy) If I feel like it, I will explain in much proper words... I will try to write some symbolism, but idk when it would be finished. (mentions of child abuse, murder!)

Title

First, let's start with the title of the MV: Purge March

Purge in dictionary means:

->rid (someone or something) of an unwanted quality, condition, or feeling;

->remove (a group of people considered undesirable) from an organization or place in an abrupt or violent way.

->physically remove or expel (something) completely.

The title summarizes the cult beliefs: erasing the people who don't accept their religion, those considered unwise, unpure by them. It can also symbolise Amane's unwillingness to change her ideals, ignoring the voices and Es:

"I disavow you, eyes corrupted must be crushed

So nary a sound can be uttered a second time, I’ll crush your throat too"

Moreover, a march has the purpose to spread an idea, an belief. Amane is expressing her attachment for her religion and the cult's beliefs, as well spreading it, in order, for other people to accept it and join.

March members

(they are in order of their appearance)

We start the march with the drum captain:

"The Drum Captain or leader of the drumline plays the center snare and will tap or count time in order to set the tempo and lead the band in marching and following the drum major. This is the most recognized member of the drumline with exceptional playing skills as well as strong leadership skills."

Amane drum captain is doing her work very well, because she is the one that starts the song and sets the tempo. (an experinced member)

Continuing, the color guards are next:

"Color Guard or Flag Corps are teams of performers who combine the use of flags, sabers, rifles, and other props or equipment to perform choreographed dances and routines that enhance the visual effect of a Marching Band or Drum Corps."

Interesting, the Amane that receives punishment is a color guard. However, why such a harsh punishment?

"Flags have always been an important part of history. They often represent the pride and unity of a group or nation. They are respected and revered as a symbol of beliefs and values."

By messing up the choreography, her action was demeed as disrespect to the cult beliefs. It is pretty much prestabilated that the cult is teaching by giving punishments, so the Amane with the blue flag was "erased" from the blank space to learn.

Next, the most important member and the heart of the march, the drum major:

"A Drum Major leads the band in Marching, rehearsals, and performances. Their job is to follow directions given by the band director, be an example to the other students or members of the band, and help the program run smoothly. Generally, the Drum Major is a senior member of the band."

No wonder why Amane drum major appears in the thumbnail, but is also the one that gives punishments! The band directors are most likely the adults in the cult and her mother, so based on their teachings, Amane drum major is behaving and acts accordingly to the circumstances. She is an example, a perfect member of the march, who needs to be sure that everything goes smoothly. The color guard Amane made a mistake, so in order to learn and to not mess up she needs to receive punishment to learn.

Victim

I honestly was torn between the little girl and the mother, but ultimely I believe the murder victim is the mother. And I will give some reasons for my reasoning.

->First: this interrogation question

"Tell me what your family consists of."

"It was my father, my mother and I."

The use of the past tense never made much sense to me. It could imply, that she is talking like this because her father is not a lot at home. However, the question is pretty straightforward, so for Amane to use the past sense just to imply that her father is away at the moment, doesn't make much sense? Unless if of course, one of them is already dead. Even with only the first trial interrogation question we can already guess that Amane respects and loves her father more than her mother, so if we have to chose between those two, whose the one dead, I think the choice is obvious...

->Second: the victim's hand

I find it difficult to explain why the little girl would be in Amane's home. Yes, she goes once, but there is an adult with her. I find it hard to believe that the girl will come on her own will. I believe this scene more likely shows that the man and the girl went to Amane's home to tell her mother about Amane's actions of healing the cat.

Moreover, the hand looks bigger than Amane's. The little girl and Amane seem to be the same age, if not, younger, so the size difference is really questionable.

->Third: body parts

The little girl has all the body shown, with the exception of the face features.

The mother has just her hand shown, nothing else. Not only it implies that Amane remembers her mother just for the abuse, showing the hand with which she caused her harm, but it is also the only body part shown of the victim. So why hide the victim and only show the hand? It makes harder to find who is the victim, but it also can lead us to the reasoning that the mother is the one murdered...

-> Fourth: lyrics

"If you're going to break you vow/Here and now/It's my turn to tear you apart/ So there is no second time/ I'll give back the judgement you gave to me/ After you cry, repent and kneel/ It's now your turn to say that hopeless "I'm sorry" /You are sorry? I don't care! / Please go ahead and die already/Remember MY cries, MY repents, MY words of "I'm sorry" / that I said to you"

This part is clearly directed towards the murder victim. Who do we see abusing and hurting Amane in her MV? Her mother. She is the one who is tearing Amane apart by hurting her. Also, these lyrics:

"Remember MY cries, MY repents, MY words of "I'm sorry" / that I said to you"

I don't think Amane will apologize to this extent to a random little girl. Also, it's more likely for her to cry, repent and apologize if she was beaten up at that moment. Because she wanted the pain to stop, the punishment to be over.

The mascots

With the new MV, I don't think the mascots represent real people anymore. They are just beliefs, rules of the cult.

The poster pretty much shows that they are used as advertisers, and so it explains why in the first MV, Amane was watching them at the TV.

The beliefs in question:(colour=mascot)

"Tis ordained, thou shall follow thine destiny"

"Tis ordained, thou shall discard vulgarity"

"Tis ordained, thou shall deliver unto those thou believest in"

"Tis ordained, thou shall stay thine course, then perish"

Why Amane killed her mother?

To answer this, we have to go to the scene with the cat. It's pretty clear that Amane wasn't the one who killed it, in fact, after helping it, she goes next day and notice that it's gone. The man and the girl who are most probably part of the cult, only watched from afar and told the mother what Amane did.

Let's take a look at the rules of the cult, shall we?

From those four, the ones which seem to be againts Amane's actions are the first and the last one.

"Tis ordained, thou shall follow thine destiny"

Meaning that if the cat was injuried, only the destiny will tell if it will live or not. Amane shouldn’t intervene and heal the cat.

"Tis ordained, thou shall stay thine course, then perish"

Quite similar meaning, the cat has to remain on the path that it taken (what caused it to be harm) and then perish. Amane prelonged its life, and such the rule was broken.

The cult members only told Amane's mother what her daughter did, but they never were shown approaching the cat, they went straight to Amane's house. If you think about it, it makes sense for them to not hurt the animal. It will again be against the rules. The second rule implies that they are against vulgarity, it's not socially accepted to kill an animal, it's rude and violent. The first and last rule will also be broken, because by killing the cat, they wouldn't let it to follow its destiny, to see if it will heal or not. How Amane will tell "it's a trial from God". If the cat was killed, it wouldn't have the chance to overcome this trial.

This means that the only person who killed the cat was her mother.

When Amane comes home after healing the cat, she is punished by the mother for her actions.

But if the mother killed the cat and broke some rules along with it, doesn't that mean, that the mother also deserves punishment...?

Amane was taught that with a proper punishment she will learn. Combined with some feelings of resentment towards her mother, for the pain she caused, and the knowledge that her mother also broke the rules, she has all the reasons to give her mother a punishment.

These lyrics really start to hit harder and make even more sense...

The weapon

The transition between Amane with an umbrella and the thumbnail, implies that the main murder weapon is most likely the umbrella.

(the quality is so bad...)

Not only is shown in the last sequence with the victim, but it is also very similar with the weapon in undercover.

After Amane sees the dead cat, she comes home with a weird expression: she is happy and the eyes look hypnotized. It can symbolise how the only thoughts that she has in her mind are the cult rules. Moreover, in the white world created by Amane, the march is no longer organized, the members are chaotic, enthusiastic that they found the bad person, as described in the first lyrics, in this case, the mother. (I will explain in the next section!)

It means, that the murder took place soon after Amane saw the dead cat, most likely the moment she came home. In the last scene, there is water on the floor. In that day, it was raining. If she used the umbrella during a rainy day it could explain the water on the floor when she was beating up her mother.

Ok, ok, but why did I said main weapon? Realistically, a single blow will not be enough to knock a person unconscious with an umbrella (At least with her umbrella, as it looks pretty cheap and mostly made of plastic). Also, the mother could easily see if Amane was approaching her with such a big item. So, what other weapon do we see in her MV? Well, simple, the taser... The object that the parent uses to punish Amane.

"Tasers (and stun guns) are designed to temporarily incapacitate a subject, not knock them unconscious"

Amane doesn't need to knock her victim unconscious. A simple blow with a taser will be enough to incapacitate her mother, shock her, being unable to process what is happening. After that, the more Amane hits her with the umbrella the more damage she is doing to her parent's body, to the point the victim will be unable to protect themselves.

Also, this thunder from at the end of her first MV:

The way she was swinging the wand in her first MV may resemble the hits with the umbrella.

The march

The march at the beginning is very organized, strict and serious. I believe this strictness is the way Amane perceived the mother's behavior. The color guard Amane with the blue flag is punished, because she messed up and broke the blue rule. It's interesting that the one who punishes in the white world is the drum major, the same Amane that kills the mother. I think this symbolise how Amane changed her views of her parent. At first, as the drum major, she is making sure that the march is going accordingly to the rules, as the "band director" (the mother and the cult) wants to.

However, once the mother hypocrisy is is brought to the surface, as she is also breaking rules, the drum major Amane no longer finds her worthy of being a band director. The march is no longer organized and strict, Amane no longer wants to listen to her mother.

Moreover, the reason why the members lost control is because they found their target, the reason why they were marching.

"However, there are blasphemers and silent by-standers/ Who would have it otherwise/ We must not give in to them/ they are the ones that should be judged/ With pure, unsullied body and soul/ Let us preach all that is true and right/"

Of course the lyrics can also imply Amane's hatred to the voices and Es, basically us, voters. However, if the mother broke the rules, the one that should have been an example for Amane, that means betrayal and disloyalty to the cult. As the parent never fully believed in the religion.

The colours of the confetti

At the beginning they are white and bland.

White -> symbolises purity, certainty, illumination and insight; it is associated with knowledge and learning

Considering what white symbolises, I believe the beginning of the MV is when Amane first started to learn the cult's teachings. She is still innocent and pure at this stage, as she never killed anyone and was not indoctrinated with the cult's rules. She is clumsy, inexperienced, but determinated to please her parents. (the fact that the drum major Amane gives punishment to the inexperienced member, might show that Amane is very hard on herself).

At the end, the confetti change colours in the mascots colours: pink, blue, yellow, green. Amane already learned everything that the cult has to offer, and is the moment when she decides to murder her mother.

The clouds

The clouds appear in both MVs, and they are really interesting!

First, I want to point out that in the first MV, Amane is shown together with the mascots on top of the clouds, after the murder, while in the second MV, Amane is under the clouds, before the murder. The clouds may represent, again, Amane's experince as a cult member, but also how she escaped from her mother's punishments. Notice how when she is under those clouds she gets hurt, but when she is at the top, she is happy, because there is nothing that can hurt her anymore? It can also represent that Amane found confort in this religion, because while it harmed her, it was also the reason for why she escaped from the abuse.

Rain

Rain -> symbolises unhappiness, rebirth, determination, cleansing

Rain represents one of the punishments that Amane received from her mother. Considering the symbolism, we can say that it represent Amane's determination to learn more and how the mother thinks that punishing her daughter, she is "erasing her sins".

Rainbow

It appears before every punishment. It can symbolise Amane's "rebirth", as she is considered to be redeemed after every punishment, the fact that Amane should be happy, because she is slowly becoming a better person.

Also, a reference to the flood and the Noah's ark: Noah was instructed to build an ark, and in accordance with God's instructions he took into the ark male and female specimens of all the world's species of animals, from which the stocks might be replenished. Consequently, according to this narrative, the entire surviving human race descended from Noah's three sons.

The reason why God wanted to flood the Earth was because there were to many bad people in the world.

Amane's shown drowning -> represents her mother's opinion on her -> a bad child for not following the rules

The hand

It's the last one, I promise!

This is mostly an observation...

Because of the hand placement, I think in both scenes the mother uses her left hand when she is punishing Amane. The second one is more obvious, than the first one. In the first one, because of the big thumb, it's very unlikely to be the right hand, at least I can't imagine how it would work. However, when Amane kills the mother the weapon is in her right hand. Not only when she is punishing the mother, but also when she is punishing "herself".

(somebody tell me why I can only put 10 photos in a post💔)

This detail can show the mother and Amane's opposing ideas and how Amane's mother was a hypocrite when it comes to the cult rules. Also, if we take the literal word "right" hand it could imply that Amane was respecting the cult beliefs, while the mother wasn't.

Symbolism of the right and left hand

"The right hand is often associated with dominance, strength, and good luck in various cultures. It symbolizes power, blessings, and positive actions, often considered the “Hand of God” in religious contexts."

"On the other hand, the left hand is linked to subtlety, intuition, and feminine energy. It may represent creativity and emotional expression but has faced negative connotations and taboos in some cultures."

Considering that Amane's mother was abusing Amane, the symbolic meaning that it is associated with evil forces makes sense. Also, i know that is pretty much clear that the hand belongs to the mother, but it's interesting that the left hand is associated with feminine energy.

The right hand symbolises Amane's kindness and good intentions by heliping the cat. In the context that she killed the mother, it can symbolise how she got rid of an evil person, who didn't actually respected the cult's beliefs, such why she is a hypocrite.

Thank you for reading!

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