#welllllll this got long and for what reason @ me ??!?!?!?

[whollyfree]

Do I Wanna Know?

Summary – You and Jake are friends with benefits. But surfacing feelings causes you to wonder if it could ever be more.

Pairings – Jake Kiszka x f!reader

Word Count – 2.5k

Warnings – SMUT I have this in my bio but 18+ MINORS DNI !!!!! unprotected sex, dirty talk, mentions of oral (f!receiving)

A/N: WELLLLLLL it's been a while hasn't it? This is based on a request I got a while back that’s kinda loosely based on “Do I Wanna Know” by Arctic Monkeys. Hope y'all enjoy :)

You didn't know when the feeling began; the feeling of impending doom you felt whenever Jake waltzed into your apartment, using his spare key you so generously offered him for times like this. For times of need, when you felt yourself in longing for any kind of touch to ease the ache of loneliness.

But it was never meant to go this far.

You never meant to have butterflies in your stomach whenever you heard the noise of a key on the other side of the door. You never meant to look forward to taking in his soft, brown eyes that stared up into yours so delicately as his head buried itself between your thighs, his velvet tongue licking at you mercilessly as you gripped the roots of his chestnut hair for dear life.

How pathetic it was that the man only responsible for slipping his cock into you whenever either of you felt lonely became responsible for the constant jitters and the melting of your heart; for the yearning feeling that took hold of you by your throat whenever he strode out of your front door shortly after you both came. You wanted him to stay.

That's why his words struck you so as he hovered above you, fucking into you as he securely gripped each of your hips with his hands.

"I bet you think about me all the time, don't you?"

You were thankful for your furious blush that rose on your cheeks long before he was inside of you. If it hadn't been there, you were sure your face would pale and drained of all color before his very eyes; all of your secrets revealed from the lack of red in your cheeks and the panic in your eyes.

"What?" He doesn't stop moving even as the puzzled response leaves your lips. He wasn't even looking at you, staring down at the place where your bodies connected. You knew he liked to watch it, and on occasion, he asked you to watch it too.

"You heard me," he mutters, his breath catching as you subconsciously squeeze around him. He looks at you now. “I know you think about me fucking this pretty pussy all the time, don't you?"

And you did. More than he would ever realize.

You were relieved now. Relieved that you played stupid (mostly because you were) and for the fact that it was just dirty talk to push you over the edge. He was close and you could tell, but there was never a time where he would allow himself to finish before you did. He'd hold it for as long as he had to until you were crying out his name, your cunt strangling his length as he’s buried inside of you. You weren't used to it with past lovers and assumed he would be the same, but he wasn't. And maybe that was partly the reason why you felt as you did.

He cared about your pleasure too, maybe even more so than you did. You didn't even care if you finished; just wanting to feel the warmth of his presence, the touch of his callous fingers, and the teakwood scent of his that encased you whenever he hovered over you like this. But he cared, and oh how he cared.

"You think it's pretty?" You were befuddled, his every word cast straight into your heart with an arrow and pierced it. It hurt so good.

Jake scoffs as he pushes in a bit harder this time, making your eyes roll back. "Of course it's fucking pretty. Goddamn gorgeous, just like the rest of you."

He really shouldn't have said that for the sake of your internal delusion of actually having him fully. But much to his satisfaction, those words sent you into the very bliss and euphoria of your own orgasm. It had crept on you, dragging you down into its depths before you even had time to recognize what was happening. You claw at his back, pulling him closer as your nails dig into his skin.

He comes seconds after. He can't help himself; the feeling of you squeezing him so tight and making those sounds just for him is enough to grip your hips tighter. He shudders, a loud moan of your name falling from his plush lips as his hips falter. Pressing into you one last time, he spills inside of you, arms shaking slightly as he tries to regain his composure.

The sight of him above you, his swollen lips and rosy cheeks, his forehead wettled with sweat as his hair sticks to the damp spot, his eyes half-lidded and oh so fucked out makes your heart melt and your cunt flutter again. He hisses when he feels it and you can't help but smile.

"Something funny?" Jake asks you, and by the lazy smile on his face as he pulls out of you, you can tell he's not mad at your amusement.

You keep smiling. "No. Nothing at all."

The fact that he then got up to grab a warm washcloth to clean you up did little to stop the pull on your heartstrings. He was always so caring, so gentle.

When he feels satisfied that his work is done, he takes a moment, his back to you now as he sits on the edge of your bed. He looks almost as if he's contemplating something. You wait for him to speak and you really think he might as he turns around to look at you for a moment, but he doesn't. He turns back around and locates his clothes before slipping his boxers and linen pants through his legs.

You hate how beautiful he looks in that moment; it's unfair. He isn't playing fair as he stands there so gloriously, his tanned chest catching glimpses of sunlight as the sun shines through your blinds. He's simply buttoning the final two buttons of damned his shirt as your heart thrums in your chest at the growing feelings you have for him, and he isn't playing fair.

Just as Jake slips his boots on and goes to walk out of your bedroom door as he always does, you sit up.

"Jake," you blurt before your brain has time to catch up with itself. He turns around quickly, quicker than you had expected him to.

"Yes?"

And in that moment, you realize he's expecting an answer from you. You don't have one. Well, you do, but it's long and extensive and tied in a messy bow to the confines of your heart where you intend on keeping it safe...so you choose to forgo your gut feeling to be honest.

"Nothing. It's- never mind." You look away, almost ashamed that you can't even form the words.

Jake looks as if he's going to say something, his lips parting slightly and you swear you see his body lean in the direction of your bed where you're still bare and tangled under your own sheets. But he doesn't say anything to prompt you to say what you really want to.

"Ok," he nods. "Til next time?" He almost looks hopeful, a small raise of his eyebrow as he looks at you expectantly.

"Yeah," you give your best soft smile as you nod. He nods again before leaving your apartment, where the quiet and loneliness envelops you once more.

Why can't you bring yourself to say it?

-

It was a few days after this when you saw him again. Jake had invited you, his brothers and Danny, of course, as well as a few of his other friends to his new place for dinner as somewhat of a housewarming party.

It wasn't abnormal; the two of you were friends after all. You obliged his request, politely bringing a bottle of his favorite wine as a gift to christen his new place. However, Jake would be lying if he said he didn't have other ideas on how to christen his new home, all of which involved you. But you didn't know that. Not yet, anyway.

So there you sat at the table next to Danny, politely engaging in small talk with some of Jake's friends that you'd never met. Jake sat to the left of you, leaning back in his rightful throne at the head of his large new dining room table. He was the host, after all.

Dinner had been...odd. For you, at least. Josh, as always, was having a grand ole time, entertaining his twin's guests with a "can you fucking believe this" sort of story over and over. Jake was used to this and he truly didn't mind, even if it was his house and his party. He enjoyed when Josh stole the show, becoming a bit unnerved if too many eyes were on him at one time.

And in the excited spirit, Danny leans over to you, whispering. "Twenty bucks says Josh won't let Jake have another word in the whole night."

You smirk. "I say fifty."

You giggle and Danny moves away, feeling rather proud of his joke and grinning at your banter with him. You sip on your glass of wine, the wine you gifted Jake, placed to the top left corner of your plate when you feel his eyes on you. You glance at him as you raise the glass to your lips. He looks almost calm, but his clenched jaw gives him away.

He mimics you, almost mockingly so, as he brings his own glass to his lips. He takes a sip before turning his attention back to Josh and his extravagant story, jaw still clenched.

Once dinner ends, you offer to take the plates from everyone at the table. Jake fights you on it, of course, going on about how you're a guest in his home. Gathering the finished plates weren't your responsibility.

"Well, I'll help you, then," He relents and you take a moment before you nod in agreeance, even if he wasn't asking.

In the kitchen, you rinse plates while Jake takes them from you to put them in the dishwasher. It's quiet for a while before he finally says something.

"You're awfully stubborn," he speaks lowly, almost to where you can't hear him.

You chuckle, a smile gracing your lips. "You sound mad about it."

He smiles too, looking down as he places another rinsed plate into the dishwasher amongst the others. "Not mad. Just an observation."

You want to ask him: anything else you've observed about me? or do you observe me often? But you don't. It sounds borderline sad even in your head. So instead, you stay quiet, keeping that tightly bound secret attached to your heart just as you promised yourself.

As if he reads your mind, he breaks the silence again. "Was Danny bothering you tonight?"

Your brows furrow, but suddenly that jaw clench of his from earlier all makes perfect sense. You play along.

"No. Why?"

He smirks again, almost like he's biting his tongue at your response. You can't help but smile again, turning your back to the sink as you lean against the counter.

"So you liked it, then? You liked the attention he was giving you?" Jake finally looks at you and you swear your heart stops. His piercing gaze sees right through you, and against your better judgment, you challenge it.

"And if I did?"

He breathes out a laugh, almost shocked at your pushback. "You can't lie to me, Y/N."

You're taken aback, but you're unsure why. He can see right through you. "Who says I'm lying?"

He steps closer, towering above you even if not by much. His aura is anything but small even at his average stature. "I can tell. I see it in your eyes."

Your heart is nearly beating out of your chest as he steps even closer again, even if this isn't your first rodeo with him. Even if he had taken you over his shoulder and carried you to whatever surface he could fuck you on until you couldn't see straight all too many times before, that one look he gives you never fails to steal the breath from your lungs and light a fire between your thighs.

"And I'll bet you wanted me to grab you from that chair and take you right there over that dinner table, didn't you?"

Jesus Christ. The way he speaks with such depravity renders you speechless as it does nearly every time.

"Jake..." you try your best not to look at him. If you do, the rising blush on your cheeks will give you away in an instant. You liked it.

You couldn’t help but like it when he talked to you like this. Speaking so filthy when the two of you are alone yet so outwardly polite and respectful when others were around; only allowing for hushed whispers of iniquity that beckoned you back into the darkness with him. It was exactly where you wanted to be.

"No?" His voice is almost teasing now. "Didn't want Danny to see me absolutely wreck you? All spread pretty and bent over? Didn't want that poor boy to realize he doesn't stand a chance with you? He couldn't handle you even if he tried."

"You know I don't want him, Jake," you finally look at him and your tone is soft. So soft it makes his heart flutter and his dick twitch in his pants.

"I know," he affirms. "You only want me, don't you, baby?"

You can't hide from him so close to you, not when there's a conversation. It's odd that having him buried deep inside of you, muttering sweet nothings as he coaxes you to an orgasm is a better hiding place than when he's standing in front of you, eyes staring holes through yours as he waits patiently for an answer.

"Yes," you finally answer. "In a way that makes me fucking crazy. You make me goddamn crazy and I can't get you out of my head."

It falls out of you before you have time to even stop it and now you're angry with yourself. The messily-tied bow that held your secret that you safeguarded so closely to your heart was now untied, dissipating into thin air. You can only hope it lands safely.

The silence for a moment is physically painful until he smiles. "So I was right then?"

You shake your head, confused. "What are you talking about?"

Jake smiles even more. "You do think about me all the time...just as I said the other day.”

You're truly at a loss for words now. He hasn't given you a definitive answer to your proclamation just yet. You don't think he will. You think he'll just ignore it and turn you back around to face the kitchen counter and take you from behind to christen his new house just as he'd like to. And even if his guests are just in the next room, you'd let him. But then he does answer.

"It's okay, baby. So do I," he reaches his hand to gently hold your cheek, his thumb caressing your cheekbone. "And not just about the way your tight little cunt feels around me, all snug and soft and warm. Or the way you taste…the way you moan my name so pretty it makes my heart hurt. I think about you; I think about your sweet smile, your rather adorable little laugh... the way you carry yourself... and even your goddamn stubbornness," he chuckles. "And I think about the way you look at me."

You feel like your heart is beating out of your chest and the air has been knocked from your lungs. "How do I look at you, Jake?"

He scans over your face for a moment to take it all in, as if you'll disappear before his very eyes at any given moment. He adores you...and you can't believe you could've possibly missed it in those fleeting moments of intense pleasure that he gives you. "Just like that. With that look...that look that's gonna make me fall in love with you all over again."

And later that night, when all of his guests leave and he takes you up to his bedroom, half unpacked boxes still cluttered around various spots of the hardwood floor from his move, he shows you how much he's truly fallen.

He took his time with you, kissing nearly every inch of your body that he could place his lips on. And he fucked you just as he’d been doing for the past month or so, but it felt different this time; maybe because it was different this time.

"Stay," he whispers softly in the haze of your climaxes, reaching his hand out to stroke your cheek just as he did in the kitchen hours before. And so you stayed, wrapped up in the sheets next to him as he pulls you closer, lulling you to sleep.

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@scavengurs​ said: “can you walk?” from jay.

The emission station out in Section 13 is pretty far out -- the truck gives them an hour of silence to fill, and the ripped out radio while some newbie tinkers with upping the bass or some shit leaves Abby with one arm resting on the open window and the other on the wheel. (Reports of Infected in the area on the last sweep. Bring an extra mag. No mention of Scars. Too far out from the Island. Over and out.) It feels like there’s nothing there except industrial plants, but there’s a Home Depot on the other side of the interstate and a golf course where Manny found a clicker in a cashmere golfing vest and a golf ball embedded into the back of its skull. Most fucked up Infected run-in goes to...?)

Abby hops down from the truck and stretches. She hears the click in her back as her arms jut back, and the twist of her neck that’s been aching for the past two fucking weeks with the cot Manny’d gambled her out of. The sound of the engine must’ve alerted them -- she hoists her backpack over her shoulders, slides the hunting rifle over the top, and pauses.

                 “Wait. Hear that?”   Grunting. Yelling. Shrieking. Right on cue, she counts two, three, four Infected hurtling through the door to an old supermarket across the street (the frayed fire exit door sign’s faded in the sunlight, but fuck, the noise it makes when it slams into the wall behind is enough to make her jump, and she readies her gun from the back of the truck.)

They’re beating a hard path straight across to them, and there’s no doubt about to be more if they’re not careful. There’s a curdling growl and a gnash of teeth she can fucking hear from there, and one goes down with a quick headshot.

“Fuck -- we’ve gotta move. Your left!”    Three runners, they can deal with. But Abby’s head twists quickly to the metal fencing, and that’s when she sees it. There’s a fucking horde. The metal’s bowing under the fucking force of at least ten. Fingers are clawing through it. Her stomach turns, and they bolt toward the door the other side of the building.

These boots are old, but comfortable, and she thinks the tread’s beginning to wane a little, so when she trips -- skids, really, on a bundled up mound of fucking garbage that some asshole’d left hidden round the side of the building -- and goes flying forward, her ankle twists with a quiet crack and she lands face first against the dirt. The impact shoots up her leg, hard, and billows out a dust cloud as she draws herself up onto her elbows and stifles a fucking whimper. Fuck.

(The screams are louder. Closer. A gunshot that isn’t hers takes out the runner that’s hurtling straight toward her, and Abby flips herself onto her back as she reaches out to her foot. Fuck.)

                                         Can you walk? 

             “Mother- fuck!-”   She’s had worse. She’s been through worse and lived. This isn’t going to be how she fucking dies. Taken out by a twisted fucking ankle? She won’t die today. 

“I’m -- go.”   She reaches for the handgun twisted into her pant leg and scuttles back on her forearms. The door to the station isn’t too far -- twenty, thirty metres tops, and Jay offers out a hand. She takes it, balancing onto her good foot, and hoists herself up with his weight. She doesn’t know if she can walk, but holy fuck, she’s got to.

                       “Let’s -- get the fuck out of here.”

[tea-twords]

Yanfei and Heizou thing I'm writing on a whim

Got the idea from @tartartartarsauce so thank you so much for it

Pairing: Yanfei and Shikanoin Heizou

Lee: Heizou

Ler: Yanfei

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"Ah, Yanfei, I think that's it over there."

"Hm? Oh, I see it now."

The Inazuman Detective and Liyuean (what's the word help) Legal advisor had taken a case from an ore-merchant, who had been attacked by treasure hoarders on his way from the Chasm to Liyue

They were walking around in Lisha, sticking to the path but also wandering around it in order to find the camp that the merchant reported seeing as well.

Heizou never failed to impress Yanfei. Even from when Aether and Amber (they are a duo in my book shut up) first introduced him to the team a month ago, he grabbed her attention when Aether mentioned his being the "best detective in Inazuma". And he's surely lived up to that title.

They discovered they work exceptionally well with eachother, both in mirroring professions and on the battlefield, which they both tend to want to avoid.

"Yeah, down there by that lake. It doesn't look like anybody's there though." Heizou said, pointing to where he was talking about.

"Judging by the lack of supplies and the footprints in the sand, they probably left not too long ago." She observed.

"Exactly my thoughts."

They stepped down by the lake to where the now-abandoned camp was.

"Heizou, look by those crates for anything they could have left behind." She pointed. "I'll look by these."

"Don't have to tell me twice..."

It wasn't long before Heizou discovered something very interesting in one of the crates, and began to tell Yanfei about it.

"Hey Yanfei, come over here for a sec?"

The half-adeptus stood up from where she was crouching and walked over to where Heizou was standing.

He looked over to her, slightly glad that they made a discovery so quickly, Burt some part of him, just...wasn't ready? He knew he was always efficient at what he did, but for some reason...he wanted this to last just a little longer."

"...Yanfei...I think my intuition may be telling me something."

Now normally, Yanfei wouldn't take a statement like this too seriously. But after knowing Heizou for a while, one tends to realize that his intuition really does tend to be correct.

"Really? What's it saying?"

"Hmmm..." he pretended to be lost in thought for a minute, with Yanfei waiting patiently.

This will be fun~

"...Heizou? You alright there?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, just need to think it through for a minute..."

"Oh, sure. Take your time."

Mgh... Thought Heizou as he pretended to contemplate his ideas. He's known Yanfei for a bit, too. She's pretty patient...to get her to crack, he'd probably have to be a biiiit more obvious...

"Ah! I've got it!"

"What are you thinking?" She asked, a little excited."

"Welllllll..."

"Huh?"

"Ehhh, it's probably not too important. Lets just ke-"

"Woah woah woah."

Aaaand he's got her.

"You can just drag it out like and and then dismiss it with an "It's not important" (mocking Heizou voice-wise) line and expect me to just accept it and move on! You gotta tell me!"

"Do I really have to, though...?" He said, knowing damn well what he's doing, looking up at the sky all innocent-like, with that slight-smug little smirk on his face.

"Oh, now you've done it." Yanfei said, a half hearted angry face put on as she marched towards him, finally giving him the reaction he so desired out of her.

"Ooh, what's Ms. Lawyer gonna do to m-WAH-!" He suddenly shrieked, "not expecting" Yanfei to latch her hands on his waist and start squeezing rapidly.

"Mwah? Oh, (in a professional-mocking voice) Mr. Shikanoin, this is a ✨professional relationship✨, we certainly can't have any of that nonsense in this."

"Nohohoho, at leheheast sahahave that for Aehether and Ahahamber!"

"Eh, fair point, I'll give you that one." Said Yanfei playing along, but not letting up on the side squeezes.

"Buhuhuhut whyyyyy?" Heizou whined, knowing why but wanting to instigate her further for the fun of it, despite his tickly situation as a result.

"Why? Well, you won't tell me what your expert intuition is telling you to help US, and you're just being a brat! So how about it, gonna tell me what you were gonna say now?" Threatened Yanfei, adding a quick claw to the ribs before switching back to the torturous side squeezes.

"EEE-!" Heizou let his knees give out after that, and he was now laying on his back with Yanfei looming over him.

"Ohover my dead bohohody"

"Oh really? Well I guess I'll just have to kill you then."

"WaitwAITWAIT NO-" He started, only for it to be drowned out in his cackles as that evil advisor formed her hands into claws and dug in at his rib cage.

"YANFEHEHEHEHEI!"

"Yes?"

"WHYYYHYHYHY???"

"You know why." She said with almost the same teasing tone he had earlier, showing no mercy to the detective.

Heizou was a mess right now. He was flailing around, curling his legs up only for them to be kicked out again, repeatedly switching between arching and curling his spine, and trying to do anything he can to escape the tickles, except actually push her or just tell her to stop.

"You know, if you're so ticklish here, it's not the best idea to go wearing a shirt with it exposed, Mr Detective."

"Y-YOHOUHURE ONE TO TAHAHALK!" He managed to get out, only poking fun at her even further.

Yanfei stopped to think for a moment. Not stopped her attack, just her thought process. He did make another point... She was ticklish too, and she wasn't gonna act like she wasn't. Her worst spot is quite literally her tummy, which is basically always exposed. But then again, she's not as deathly ticklish as Heizou, and it's not like he could do much in his circumstance.

"Oh no, YOURE one to talk. Sure, I'm ticklish too, I'll admit that. But you, you're just asking for it arent you?" She said, causing him to wince between his loud cackles.

Because she was completely right.

Deciding he's had enough of this spot, Yanfei stopped her hands but kept them just where they are, giving him a break, but still giving him an anticipation attack as well.

"Well? Ready yet?"

"N...Never!" He said stubbornly. He was a little weakened from the tickling, but knew he could go for more.

"I thought so." Yanfei said with that tone, only lightly tracing his sides now.

"Well what do you think, Detective? Up..." she trailed towards his underarms, causing him to squeeze his arms tight to his torso in an attempt to protect that spot.

"Or should we go down?" And she trailed her fingers back down to his tummy area/hips.

"T-thahats just cruel..."

"Well? I'm waiting."

"..."

"Don't make me choose now."

"Alright alrihight! Fine...umm..."

"Too late."

"HEY-!"

Yanfei decided to go down this time, knowing that Heizou's underarms are his worst spot. She didn't want to go for the kill just yet.

"Yanfehehei come onnn!"

"Oh, you wanted up?"

"NONO-No, no, I-I don't..."

"So you did want down."

"No-I...UGH, man alihihive..."

Yanfei just grinned at his cornered state, as she picked up the pace and scribbled over his stomach.

"You're so mehehehean!!" Heizou whined yet again, curling up as much as he could. His stomach wasn't his worst spot, but it was definitely enough to get him giggling, especially with the protective fabric covering him. Until...

"You know, I bet I could just-"

And Yanfei just slipped her hands im his shirt from the sides, as easy as can be.

"NOOOHOHO! Yahahahnfehehehiiii! Ihihits so bahahahad!"

"Do you want me to stop?" She asked, not so much in a teasing manner anymore, but as a genuine question in case he would be tiring out now.

Heizou thought for a few seconds, on one hand, he wanted to say "yes", this was pure torture! On the other hand...he didn't exactly want it to stop. This is kind of what he'd been secretly hoping for this entire time, but he can't tell her that! He trusts her and everything, enough to tell him more about his past and a bit about the friend he used to have...but not this! Definitely not this!

Thankfully, Yanfei asked a follow up question so he didn't have to answer the first one.

"Oh, why did I have you here again?"

"W-well, I've got a bit of an intuition you want me to share, but I don't th-"

"Ah, right. So? Gonna talk now?"

"..."

"Hmm?"

"I told you...over my dead body..." He said, giving her his most "I dare you" grin yet.

That sealed his fate.

"Well, I warned you..." She said, her teasing tone back as she began to slowwwly trail her fingers back up his sides..."

"...Wait, No-"

"..."

"Yanfei, come on now...."

"..."

He squeezed his arms tighter to his torso again in an effort to protect his worst spot once again.

"You wouldn't..."

Closer...

"You wouldn't!"

Closerrrr...

"Y-yanfei, don't you dare!"

Almosttttt...

And then she stopped.

Right there.

So close.

But didn't move her hands

"GAH! Oh my godddd YANFEI!! How could you! At least move it!! Pleaseeee!!!" He whined for the last time.

"Over your dead body, huh?"

"Yanfei no-d-don't you dAHAHAHARE!"

And the famed detective of the tenryou (however you spell) commission squealed his heart out the moment his attacker's fingertips touched down on the extremely sensitive area, being thrown into hysterics.

"EHAHAHAHA-IHIHI CAHAHNT BELIEHEHIHIVE YOUHUHUHU!" Laughed the poor boy, once again being thrown into both a flailing state and a curling state.

Yanfei knew that he wouldn't be able to go on for much longer, because as much energy as this guy has, again he can only take so much. So after a short while, she finally stopped, leaving him breathless on the ground."

"Hah...whew..." Heizou rolled over on his side.

"Over your dead body? How bout now, detective?" She said, with a smile on her face again.

"Ughhhh, fineeeee...My intuition said that...um...that crate over there might have something important to it..." He said. This wasn't his intuition, it was just an observation he made a while earlier, before provoking Yanfei into killing him.

"And you really thought that wouldn't be of any use? The things full of noctilucous jade! The treasure hoarders really forgot to take a crate..." Said Yanfei, shaking her head at both Heizou and the Treasure Hoarders they were pursuing.

"It took your "superb intuition" to make that discovery, huh? You could have just like...looked there."

Yeah, he cannot tell her about this little secret.

"...Hey Heizou, are you okay? I didn't go too far, right?"

"No, no, I'm good, don't worry."

She just smiled at that.

"I know."

"Hm?"

"It doesn't take a detective to figure it out, Heizou." She said with a smirk.

Oh fuck.

"Figure what out? That they were smuggling Jade? That they got a little stupid with it?" He said, figuring if he acted like this was about the case it would direct her attention elsewhere.

"That you were totally asking for it."

"..."

fuuuck

"That wasn't even about the case, was it? My guess is you just got bored and wanted to act like a little brat, but then when I actually started to tickle you, you were all "noooo yanfeiiii" but don't think I didn't notice that you hadn't said "stop" once, cause you know if you did I would have."

fuuuuuuuuuuck

"Well, there's always the possibility I just don't think of it..." He made up an excuse. A poor one, at that.

"We both know that doesn't happen. And that's not even the only thing, I heard you wince when I said you were asking for it, and You didn't even answer when I asked if you wanted me to stop. And~..."

"Alright, alright! I get it..."

Yanfei just giggled at his defeated state.

"Don't worry about it though, I'm not judging you. But also, do you think we should start following the footprints? Cause we uh...do still have a case to solve-"

"Oh, right! Yeah, that was a time waster, sorry bout that." Said Heizou, choosing not to actually confirm the fact and just accept and try to ignore it.

"Eh, well, I wouldn't say it was a complete waste of time. I did uncover the fact that you like being t-"

"I get it!"

"Hehe..."

Yanfei began scanning the ground for the footprints, standing by the lake for any that would have sunk in the banks.

"Oh, hey, look here." Heizou motioned, pointing his finger in the water at something.

"Wha-HEY!"

Yanfei was cut off, for she fell for his extra little trick and got a few droplets of lake water flicked to her face.

"You little..." She looked at him, her face slightly red. Not from anger, just from being flustered. This guy really just got destroyed within an inch of his life, and he's back to being a little shit already?

"Come on, focus!"

"Hehehe~" Laughed Heizou, his usual "innocent" grin back.

Yanfei stood up and sighed, now beginning to follow the tracks of the footprints.

"...When we're done with this case, you are SO going to get it."

"I'd like to see you try, Miss Advisor."

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Notes: OH MY FUCKIGN GOD I MISSED WRITING FICS

I'm so sorry if it's cringe or terrible characterization or anything because most of this was written at 1 in the morning

And this is just incredibly self indulgent

But yea this is my first Genshin fic technically (Windtrace Hcs don't count) so I do hope you enjoy!

And special thanks to @tartartartarsauce and @rattypattyy for greatly enabling me, even if indirectly

[maddogofshimano]

The Woman Who Dyed a Black Stain to White

Major Y0 Spoiler Warning

Lee got a sugoroku event! Look at his chibi sprite!!! 

There’s several foreign names and groups mentioned in here that I don’t know the ideal romanization for, but I will try to at least be consistent on them.

This one is seriously heavy. I’m actually going to put a trigger warning on this: it’s about sex trafficked women, and Makoto’s backstory. There’s the start of an attempted sexual assault and a lot of dehumanizing language about the women who are being trafficked. Nothing is shown explicitly, but it’s rough. Additionally multiple people in the mafia commit suicide.

Summary: Lee is ordered to assassinate the boss of the Songyoung, a mysterious crime syndicate behind the disappearances of multiple women in Sotenbori. They operate in complete secrecy, and Lee finds himself facing a terrible choice between his orders and his morals.

<1986--two years before a man's corpse would be found in Kamurocho's empty lot--Iwao Bridge, Sotenbori>  Makoto: Excuse me, I'm looking for my brother. Have you seen the man in this picture?

Man: No, don't know him at all. Sorry... Makoto: Excuse me, have you seen the person in this picture?

Woman: I don't know him, sorry... Oda: That woman... she's not bad... I think I'll have a little talk with her...

Oda: Pardon me miss. You're looking for your brother? I've got an idea of where he might be...

Makoto: Really!? Please, take me there right away! Oda: Of course. If you wouldn't mind coming with me then...

<One Year Later--Sotenbori Hogushi Kaikan>

Voice on the TV: The case of the repeated disappearances of women in Sotenbori clearly seems to be--

Lee: Young women bein' targeted for abduction... Must be the Omi Alliance, or maybe some foreign group... Lee: The police are stayin' awful quiet on it though. Hard to feel good about all the movement that's happenin' around it... <phone rings> Lee: Ah, the phone... Lee: Hogushi Kaikan speaking. What treatment may I help you with? Voice on the phone: I have a job for you, Lee Wen Hai Lee: Well, sounds like ya aren't after a massage, are ya... Wong, who'd'ya need taken care of this time? Wong: That's cruel, Lee. Do you know the Korean mafia faction, the Songyoung? Lee: Aah, I've been hearin' some things about them. I was gettin' a real bad vibe off of that group... Wong: We haven't been able to pin them down effectively because they don't do anything themselves, they use hired thugs for all the dirty work... Wong: It sounds like they outsource their income streams. That's how they keep everything a secret. Lee: So you're tellin' me this for a reason... right? The Songyoung are my next target? Wong: Mhm, that's right. Wong: These days their thugs are rampaging all over our organization's territory... Wong: If they keep making waves like this, they're bound to bring the Omi down on our heads. Wong: The current pressure the Omi is putting on us is more than enough, and they'll only use this as an excuse to squeeze harder. Lee: Is the big bad mainland mafia's Kotou and the Omi that scared? (Tl note: this gets clarified way later, but Kotou (虎頭) is the Chinese mafia group Lee works for) Wong: Don't tease... Sotenbori is the Omi Alliance's most treasured territory... Wong: There's no advantage to putting the Omi in a bad mood or inflicting damage. But, how much do you even understand that? Wong: Anyways, the more the Songyoung keep rampaging, the more foreign organizations like our Kotou will suffer. Wong: Your assignment is to assassinate the boss of the Songyoung. I'm sure you know the usual payment from Kotou... Wong: For this one, it'll be double. Lee: Well ain't that generous... So what's the catch? Wong: Like I said, the Songyoung is a thoroughly secretive organization. Wong: Naturally, their bosses current whereabouts are unknown, as are the group's hideouts... Lee: So I gotta figure out where the guy even is... Wong: So? Will you take on the assignment? Lee: Well of course. I'll take it. You can transfer the payment to the usual account. Wong: Understood. When I get it, I'll fax you a picture of the boss of the Songyoung. Use it for verification. Wong: Well then, I'll leave you to it. Don't forget to keep in contact, okay? Lee: I'll remember... See ya later then? <Hangs up the phone> Lee: Well then, first things first is collectin' information on the Songyoung... <Prologue End> <A few days later--Shofuku Street, Sotenbori> Lee: After all this time pokin' around I still haven't gotten any info on the Songwong...

Lee: I thought Wong was just cuttin' corners, but even that pro I listened to didn't know shit... Lee: Information fees have gotten jacked up with the current economic boom, and it's hard to rely on anything they say... Lee: This place then. Today I'll pay it a visit... <Lee enters the mahjong parlor> Lee: Let's see, where is that guy... Oh, there he is....

Lee: Hey, been a while... how's things treatin' ya?

Information Broker: Well, if it isn't God Hand-sama himself... Broker: It'd been so long since I heard from ya that lately I'd been thinkin' about closin' up shop and pickin' up massage instead. Lee: Shut it, smartass! All you've been doin' lately is sittin' on your ass playin' mahjong... Lee: ...But, I'll let it slide. I'm here to get some info from ya. Lee: Tell me everythin' ya know about the Songyoung... Broker: ....And if that information isn't cheap? Lee: How much? Broker: Give me... 100k upfront, and we'll see how much it'll cost. Lee: Tch... Ya better watch yourself after this... Here, take your cash! <a wad of bills thumps onto the table> Broker: Of course. So, what do you want to know about the Songyoung? Lee: Their main hideout, and where their boss is at right now. For that information I'll pay as much as ya need. Broker: That's some real problematic info, ya know. These guys are hardcore on their secrecy... Lee: Seriously, I paid out the ass upfront already... So what, ya don't have that info? Broker: I do have a list of their lower rungs... Broker: If ya wanna find the main group, you'll have to squeeze it out of the branches... Lee: Sure, hand over that info then. Broker: You sure? It's gonna be another 100k. Lee: Jeez... Here. We good now? <another wad of bills hits the table> Broker: Thank you for your patronage... Alright, here's the list. Lee: ....This, you're sure there's not some sort of mistake? Broker: I absolutely guarantee it. Welllllll some of them might have cut ties with the main group already I suppose... Broker: The lower rungs are nothin' but nasty, muscle-headed imbeciles, though with your strength it won't be a problem... Lee: Heh.... I can't understand why this information is goin' for only 100k.

Broker: Ha... Findin’ a buyer for that kind of thing ain't easy. Broker: If you're makin' a move on these guys... Well, there's not gonna be a point to holdin' on to that information afterwards, right? Lee: ...That's pretty smart of ya. I'm off then, I'll be back later. Lee: Well, time to get goin' through this list with a fine toothed comb. <Lee goes to the park> Lee: Every one of these organizations is tied to the Songyoung somehow, but I just don't know what's connectin' them...

Lee: Do I really gotta go trompin' through this whole list and hope I stumble onto where the boss is at? Goon A: Hehe... Hey, let's go do some damage today!!

Goon B: It's great havin' the backin' of a big, influential group like that... Looks like our luck is finally turnin' around!! Lee: Well there's some assholes... I wonder what kinda info they might have... <Lee kicks the shit out of them. Like I don't even do the fight it just fades to black and Lee takes care of it himself> Goon A: Hhhh... Please forgive us.... The Songyoung already cut us off! So please don't kill us!!

Lee: Ya better not tell me you've cut ties again, okay? Just tell me all the info ya got on the Songyoung. Goon A: I-I really don't know anythin'! The contact we had, we never even saw their face. Lee: Seriously you guys... This is the tenth time. These Songyoung are damn serious about this secrecy crap, huh... Lee: These bastards don't have any information neither... Goon B: Th-That's true, but it is possible... Lee: What? Ya got an idea or somethin'? Goon B: There’s some guys that have turf near Iwao Bridge, they do way worse dealings than we do, I think... Lee: Worse dealings? Goon B: Yeah, they abduct young women that've just come to Sotenbori, and the Songyoung takes em for a shit ton of cash. Lee: Wait, wait, you mean... That's what's causin' the "vanishing women case" right now!?

Goon B: Yeah... That's right... It's all just rumors, but they go after runaway girls to kidnap... Lee: Then that means, this "disappearance case", it's all the Songyoung's doing... Lee: Now that's the kind of details I want to hear!! Goon B: Y-Yes sir!! Though, there is one other thing you should know... Goon B: In the past there was a real famous gang that was doin' this kind of job, but that gang left Sotenbori just when they were about to take over... Goon B: The organization that's currently makin' bank off of abducting women is called... Well, it's gotta be "Ganryujima". (Tl note: Ganryujima is the island famous for the duel between Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kojiro. Also of note the first kanji in ganryujima is the same as the first kanji in Iwao Bridge) Goon B: That's the full extent of what I know... Lee: So near Iwao Bridge there's turf belonging to "Ganryujima"? That group's also on the list.... Seems like I got plenty to go on. Lee: In light of this info ya gave me, I'll let ya go. Hopefully this'll've been a learnin' experience for ya, and ya won't got gettin' involved with any more groups like that. Goons: Y-Yes sir!! Thank you very much!! Lee: Iwao Bridge is right up there.... I was gonna ask the Garyujima about the Songwong but... this feelin'...

Lee: This ain't just another punk, is it... someone else in the same profession? Lee: Hey, I know you're there. Come on out. If you're gonna tail someone, put a lil more effort in on stayin' hidden... Menacing Man: Are you the one who's been crushing all of our lower rungs? No hard feelings, but I'm going to kill you here...

Lee: As if I'd fall so far as to get killed by some third rate hitman who can't even hide himself properly... Lee: Though, ya did save me the trouble by showin' up. It was gonna be a pain in the ass to get the info I was after on your kinda organization. Lee: I'm just gonna beat every last drop of info about your group out of ya!! Menacing Man: Heh.... Come at me then!! You're going to regret messing with the Songyoung!! <the fight happens for real this time, fittingly Misery Comes On Beat plays and Lee clobbers them> Menacing Man: G-Guh........ Lee: Alright, you know what I want, ready to spill it on the Songyoung? Menacing Man: Heh.... You think I'm going to talk? Lee: Oh, so you've decided I gotta make you talk then... Menacing Man: The organization's secrets are absolute... Letting that kind of things slip, it's just not something I can do... <stabbing sounds> Lee: You! What the hell did you do!! Menacing Man: Guhh..... fool!? Lee: What idiots... All of them went and slit their own throats... Lee: All that to protect their organization's secrets... Finding their boss's location is gonna be a real pain in the ass.

<end part 1> Lee: You bastards are Ganryujima boys, ain't ya?

Goon: Who the hell are you? You got a problem if we're Ganryujima? Lee: Nope, my problem is with all the women you've been ordered to kidnap for the Songyoung. Goon: You... where the hell did ya hear that? Lee: Ya think I'm gonna say? Goon: Heh..... 's all good. If ya knew any better, ya would have gone home to keep on livin'... Goon: Oi, everyone!! Let's end this geezer!! Lee: Sure are a lotta hotblooded assholes... Ah well. I'll just have to convince ya to talk. <once again, Lee crushes them without me even doing the fight> Goon: Haa... Haa... Wh-What the hell's with this old man...

Lee: From now on, be selective when you pick fights. If you pick the wrong opponent on this street, are you ready to lose your life? <metallic noise of something being drawn, presumably a knife or the acupuncture needle, it's unclear> Goon: A-Aahh!? P-Please don't kill me!! Lee: Are ya ready to tell me about the Songyoung then? What's the guy look like that you're handin' these girls over to? Goon: Sorry... we just leave the women we kidnapped in a pre-designated abandoned house on a regular basis, I never seen anyone... Goon: The money just gets wired into our account... I really don't know the guy's face at all... Lee: ....Tch, you fuckers are another dead end. Goon: I-I'm sorry I'm so worthless!! But please, my life... Lee: Fine, whatever.... Actually, one thing! Goon: Wh-What!? Lee: In exchange for me lookin' the other way on this, I'm givin' ya a job to do. Goon: A-A job... What'd'ya want us to do? Lee: It's easy. I'm gonna bring ya a girl, and you're gonna sell her to those guys... can ya do that? (Tl note: misread this at first as "I'm gonna be the next girl ya sell to those guys" and was pogging) Goon: Y-Yeah. I think we should be able to do that... Lee: Good, then I'll be back when I've finished some preparations. <Lee goes to a bar to speak with an anime girl because there is exactly one base sprite for all women> Lee: Yo, it's been a while. You haven't changed a day...

Lee: Makes sense, given nobody knows the number of guys you've swindled out of their cash then bumped off... Woman: .....You know, Lee. Isn't it a bit cruel to call someone out to meet you and then speak about them like that? Lee: Sorry, sorry, I thought I was payin' a compliment to your heinous modus operandi, it's very skillful.

Woman: Sigh~... so what is it? Why'd you call me over so suddenly? I came because I owe you one, but I'm not here on a leisure trip. Lee: I was hopin' to get us squared away. Think ya can handle one bothersome task for me? Woman: Bothersome? Lee: Yeah, I'm trying to get a hold of information on this organization... Stuff like where there hideout is, but since no one's talkin' I'd like to borrow your power. Woman: ....And what do you want me to do? Lee: I want ya to pose as a runaway and sneak into this place as one of the girls gettin' traffic'd. Lee: I've gotten a hold of the sales route they're usin'... Lee: You'll get bought wearin' a tracking device and a hidden mic, and that'll let us infiltrate the hideout. Woman: This is going to be dangerous, isn't it? I know I owe you, but is that enough to risk my life over? Lee: When you're a professional killer, isn't there always a risk of death, that someone will turn the tables on ya? Well, as soon as I know where the place is I'll go and help ya. I'll protect this body you've altered... What d'ya think, will ya help? Woman: ....Ha, I guess so. After this, we're even, right? Lee: Yeah, of course. Honestly I'll feel indebted to ya! <Lee goes back outside> Lee: Right now, you're in the abandoned building in West Shokufukucho. Great, the transmitter just moved into the kitchen...

<radio static> Lee: I can hear her voice through the bug. Sensitivity is good... Lee: Now then... After that woman gets taken to the main hideout, everything will go flawlessly. <footsteps> Voice over the mic: "This is the collection team. The cargo of women has been confirmed. We'll be returning to HQ shortly, via our transport." Lee: They're speakin' korean... "Recover the woman and take her to headquarters".... huh.... Lee: Seems like it's going well. I hope it keeps up.... Voice: "Be careful not to be seen on the way back! Hurry up and return to HQ!!" Lee: They're not aware of the bug or the tracking device... <Lee gets into a car> Lee: And now I just follow em right to their hideout. <He gets out after a drive> Lee: Looks like the transmitter stopped in this building...

<radio static> Voice: "The shipment of women has arrived. Where's the boss at?" Voice: "Right now the boss is inspecting the warehouse..." Voice: "Aah, that place is crammed full of women isn't it... So, will you deliver this woman there too?" Voice: "Nah, no need to do extra work. We'll just put her in the usual room until the boss gets back..." Voice: "Roger on that!" <radio static> Lee: So this is the main hideout then. However, the boss ain't here... Lee: Ah well, I'm bound to hear where he is sooner or later. ...Ah, afterwards though, I did promise to help that woman out. <Lee kicks in the door> Songyoung goon: "Wh-What are you doing!?"

Lee: "My bad, but I was hoping to retrieve a woman I left here?"

Goon: "W-Woman!? Who do you think you are!? Do you have a death wish!?" Lee: "How about you tell me the location of the warehouse you've got the other women in?" Goon: "Wh-What!? Did you plant a bug on that woman!? Shit!! Everyone! Don't let this man leave here alive!!" Goon: "For the sake of protecting our organization, this man must die!! Kill him and sink his body in the harbor!! Let's go!!" <Lee crushes them and two of the three hit the floor> Goon: "That man... so strong..." Lee: "Well, the place where you've got all those women locked up, ya better tell me where it is.." Goon: "Heh... you really think it's going to be that simple?" <gunshots> Lee: Shit... Shot himself right in the head... Lee: The other two drank poison to kill themselves too. What a commitment to secrecy... It's sickening.... Lee: And even still, I just gotta investigate this place and I'll figure out where that warehouse is. Whoops, gotta help that woman first... <back outside> Woman: Seriously... I'm sorry for this again, alright? (Tl note: extremely in the weeds here, I don't really know what she's talking about)

Lee: Heh.... Searching the house would have been rotten without your help. Woman: I'll send a bill for that information later! Lee: And I'll send ya a whole mountain of gold as payment! Woman: Haa~... That's what I like to hear.... Well then, don't you go and die until you pay me, okay? <She leaves> Lee: Hmm, I need to keep in contact with Wong.... Was there a payphone around here? <He goes to a payphone and dials Wong>

Wong: ...Lee? Lee: Yep, just keepin' in touch. I found the group's hideout. Wong: Oh, good work... Several of their members are dead there. They won't be able to use it. Wong: So? Have you brought down their boss? Lee: No. He wasn't at the hideout... Lee: But, I do know where he is. The warehouse with all the imprisoned women. Wong: Heh... Going to sample the wares? Always was a nympho... Wong: Regardless you've done well. You should head over to the warehouse right away.... Lee: ....? Got it. Once I deal with the boss, is it okay if I release the women? Wong: No, all the captive women should be erased. It would be problematic if this income stream got leaked to the police. Lee: What....!? <end of part 2>

Lee: I'm not gonna kill kidnapped women who have done nothin' wrong! Don't be ridiculous!! Lee: Is that the kind of orders the top mafia Kotou is handin' out!? Wong: Calm down, Lee. This was a decision by the organization. Lee: These women were kidnapped by punks with more lust for gold than humanity and are getting preyed upon by the main branch with their wicked intentions. Lee: And after all that shit, I ain't gonna just go in and kill them!! Wong: If the police find out about this source of income from the Songyoung, the crackdown in Sotenbori is going to be very strict... Wong: If that happens, it will be harder for us to operate in a lot of ways... So these women continuing to exist is problematic. Wong: You do understand what will happen if you go against direct orders from the group, don't you? Lee: (Have they really made up their mind on killing these women? Even though these women, they haven't done anything wrong, they're the victims?) Lee: (But if I go against orders, I'll be the one killed... Either the lives of those women, or my own, I have to choose.) Wong: There's high expectations on you for completing this job. Are you going to betray everyone? Lee: (If I try to run, I won't be able to catch the boss. If I want to bring him down... There's no time to hesitate...) Lee: (That's how I have to think. I'm a pro. An assassin. And... up till now, I've devoted myself fully to this path, just as expected.) Lee: ...I understand. I'll take the lives of those women. That is part of my job... Wong: Is that so... Well then, I'll be waiting to hear good news. <hangs up phone and goes back to the Songyoung hideout> Lee: Shit.... That asshole, handin' out such a sickening order. Lee: Fine!! I'll sink the corpse of that boss, all those women, and anyone else into the damn harbor!! Lee: I'm already black hearted, and this time I'll be stained as black as can be... Lee: With this blood on my hands, I'll just get em even dirtier with more and more. <Lee goes to the warehouse> Lee: This is where the main branch's hideout said the warehouse should be, so the boss and the kidnapped women should be inside...

Lee: (Looks like they got two guys keepin' watch... The entrance to this place is well defended... It's gonna be tough takin' out the boss and those women by myself...)

<stabbing noises>

Goon A: Gah!? Goon B: Guhh!? <they hit the floor> Lee: ...There's probably more guys keepin' watch. I'll have to be careful killin' the boss and women... <Lee moves into the warehouse> Lee: Since there's a guard over there, there's no mistake that this is the main group's warehouse...

Lee: The real question is, where is the boss... Hm? That's... <A man walks by with a woman> Lee: Just now, that guy that brought a woman into that room... There's no doubt about it, that's the guy from the photo Wong sent... Lee: When I go into that room... Lee: I'll lose my chance to run. I'll commit myself to seein' this job through and stainin' myself pitch black. <Lee heads in> Young Woman: Stop it... d-don't come any closer... someone!!

Songyoung Boss: Heh, no matter how much you scream, no one is coming to help you... Lee: Mind if I step in and have some fun?

Boss: Who the fuck are you!? ...Are you an assassin sent by Wong?

Boss: He never gets his own hands dirty with jobs like this... Lee: You figured it out quick. No hard feelings, but I'm going to kill you now. (Tl note: same line that the Songyoung assassin used against Lee) Boss: You're a moron. I'm not going to be killed by some wannabe assassin. I'll kill you first!! Boss: Let's go, assassin!! I'm going to send your stinking corpse to Wong!! <fight, Lee wrecks shop> Lee: Say your prayers... <Stabbing noise> Boss: Guah!? <he hits the floor> Lee: That handles my primary goal... Now I have to... Lee: (Now I have to deal with the women... First I should have her guide me to where they're all being imprisoned...) Lee: Were you bein’ held captive in here?

Woman: Yes!! Please, please help!! There's a lot of others that are being held captive here besides me!! Lee: ...Got it. Could ya bring me to the room they're all in? Woman: Yes! This way!! <they go> Woman: Just ahead is the room we were all held in! We had given up all hope on being rescued, everyone will be so happy!!

Lee: Sorry for the trouble, Miss Guide... Lee: (She looks delighted... Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be killin' someone lookin' like that...) Lee: (... If my daughter were still alive, she'd be just about the same age as this woman.....) Lee: (This blameless woman that I'm going to sink into the sea... This really is the most depraved job...) Lee: (It would be troublesome if she started screamin' here... Guess I'll take care of her after I handle all the other women...) Lee: ...Ah, that's right! I got a request for ya, miss... Woman: Yes! What do you need? Lee: There's still a lot of thugs around outside... Could ya make sure no one leaves till I confirm it's safe? Lee: Would ya go and close off the entrance and the exit to the warehouse? Woman: Y-Yeah! On it!! <she leaves> Lee: Miss, forgive me... I ain't really here to save ya... <Lee goes into the inner room> Woman A: A-Again... Who's coming in here now?

Woman B: That's not it! The door is still open!! Woman B: R-Run for it! We're finally free from this nightmare!! <the women flee> Lee: (With the door open like that... It's natural that they'd all run off in a panic...) Lee: (All these run away girls, now about to get killed, they really are the unluckiest women in the world.......) Lee: (But if I don't kill them, the organization's gonna kill me... This really is the most abysmal job...) Lee: (I can't save even a single one of them... It's a weight I'll have to bear for the rest of my life, no matter what excuses I try to make.) <knife drawing sound> Lee: Hm? That woman, what is she... Lee: ...Why didn't she run? That's weird... Is she hurt?

Lee: Hey, are you alright....?

Lee: (She's feelin' her way around... This girl, is she blind?) Makoto: A-Are you the one who's helping everyone? Lee: N-No... I'm... <music cuts out> Makoto: Thank you so much... Thank you..... Thank you so very much... thank you....

Lee's daughter: "Hey, dad... are you there...?"

Lee: "Yes, I'm right here!! I'm here!! You're gonna be okay, the doctor's on his way!! Just stay with me!!" Lee's daughter: "....Dad, even with this frail life of mine... thank you so much for raising me..." Lee: "Nonsense! Sayin' stuff like that, raisin' you was only natural!!" Lee's daughter: "Thank you for everything, dad... I love you..." Lee: (Ah... She also, said the same thing......)

Lee: (......) Lee: (No way.... There's no way... I could kill her......)

<end of part 3>

Lee: (For the time bein' that girl's gone to sleep in that room. Everythin' is still chaotic though...) (Tl note: the word Lee is using for girl here is 娘 which is the same one used for daughter) Lee: (Helpin' that girl means disobeyin' Wong's--no, Kotou's orders...) Lee: (If I'm already goin' against my orders... I might as well save every woman in this damn place!!) Lee: (But what am I gonna do? If I don't kill the women, then Wong's just gonna send another hitman after 'em.) Lee: (If I want these women to live, my only options are gettin' Wong to let them go, or if Kotou was totally annihilated.) Lee: Damn it... There's no way Wong would look the other way on this, so my only option is to wipe out Kotou myself... Lee: Of course, I gotta figure out how to even do that... Lee: I'm gamblin' on a long shot. At least I'm gonna save as many women as I possibly can!! Lee: Alright, then I need to get the women out of here before Wong catches onto what I'm up to... Woman: Kyaaaaaa!! Lee: What!? That voice, did someone get into the warehouse!? <two women are facing a menacing man> Man: ...So you women didn't get killed? I see, I see...

Woman: W-Who are you!? Oh no, are you one of the people that locked us all up in here!? Man: No, I'm not a part of the group that did that. (Tl note: He's speaking very politely, it's kind of unsettling) Man: That being said, I do have a job to do here, so... No hard feelings, but I'm going to kill you now. (Tl note: the third instance of this line, I guess hitmen are very fond of it) Woman 2: You're going to... Why would you kill us!! Man: It's nothing you've done personally... however there are people who would be very inconvenienced if your confinement was ever known about... Man: Well then, let's start off with you... If you're going to hold a grudge, please hold it against your own bad luck... Woman 2: W-Wait... don't kill me.... Lee: Hold it, jack ass!! Lee: Ladies... stay back...

Women: S-Sure... Man: Hmmm... you're the one Wong sent to kill the Songwong boss, aren't you? Lee: What about it? I already took care of that boss a while ago now... Man: Is that so... Thank you for a job well done. ....Though, I have to ask, why are these women still alive? Man: Surely you were ordered to eliminate the women as well? Woman 2: Eh!? Lee: All these women did nothin' wrong... killin' them is completely unnecessary. Man: So you intend to turn against Wong? Lee: .....Yeah, I do. Man: Ah ha ha! I see, I see... You know, Wong-san seemed worried this was the path you'd take. Lee: ...Who are you? Man: I'm the contingency plan Wong-san prepared to handle this if you couldn't bring yourself to kill these women. Man: My orders from Wong-san were to come here and kill any woman left alive. Lee: Hah... Awful conniving of Wong to pull somethin' like this... Too bad that I decided that all these women are gonna live!!

Man: So that's how it is... what a shame. Well, you've made your decision to die here with these women. Man: But that's good! A killer like you will die alongside all these young ladies!! <they fight, Lee tears him up> Man: I'm finished... You're a skilled hitman... Lee: Your arm can probably be saved... Man: But... Wong-san will never forgive you for going against the organization like this... You'll be killed, won't you? Lee: Seems that way... But I'm gonna fight it all the way to the end... Man: I see... In that case, I wish you good luck... <man collapses to the floor> Lee: Hoooo~.... I need to make sure all the ladies are still alright... Lee: I'm gonna wipe all traces of you being enslaved from the records here and in the Songwong hideout... Lee: That should throw em off all your trails... Woman 2: Eh? D-Does that mean... you're helping all of us? Lee: Yeah, that's right... Lee: It'll be best if all of you forget about everythin' that happened here and go back to your old lives... Lee: After that leave everythin' else to this geezer!! Woman 2: Th-Thank you so much!! Woman 1: But, are you going to be alright? That person said that you would be killed too... Lee: The fate of a killer who goes against his organization is set in stone. But, I don't intend to be easy to kill... Lee: If it means savin' all of you, payin' with the life of a killer like me is a hell of a bargain, right?  Woman 1: But that's... isn't there something you can do? You could run away with us... Lee: I've got to go smash up my employer... I got a lotta obligations in front of me... Lee: If I run away, other people are gonna end up payin' for it. Woman 1: But... Lee: It's fine... Don't you go worryin' about me none. Lee: Though, sorry to keep askin' things of ya miss, but could I ask one more favor of ya? Woman 1: What is it? I'll do whatever I can!! Lee: In the room ya were locked up in, there's a lady that can't see waitin' there... Lee: As much as ya can, could ya take care of that kid and keep her out of trouble? Woman 1: I-I should be okay... I'll do as much as I'm able-- Lee: Yeah!! Seriously, I'm grateful! Lee: I know it's a lot to ask of ya miss, sorry. Woman 1: No, this doesn't even begin to pay back how much you've helped us... Lee: Alright, you stay healthy miss... <Lee leaves> Woman 1: Ah!? That's right, there's a mafia called "Kotou", please stay safe from them!! Lee: W-Wait a minute!! Miss, what did you say just now!? Woman 1: Umm... To please watch out for a mafia called "Kotou"... Lee: You said "Kotou"... miss, where did you hear that name!? (Tl note: I had been reading it wildly wrong as “Toragashira” until now and had to go back and correct every instance of it. When she says it it’s in katakana, but Lee had been saying it in kanji, so I was just guessing on pronunciation) Woman 1: Earlier, while we were still imprisoned, I heard it from one of the people here... Woman 1: "My group "Kotou" is a Chinese mafia. You can rely on us for backup if you encounter any trouble" is what they said... Lee: H-Hold on... But wouldn't that mean... Kotou and the Songyoung are workin' together...!? Lee: What the hell, what the hell is goin' on....!?

<end part 4>

Lee: You're sure they said "Kotou"?

Woman 1: Y-Yeah... That's definitely what they said. Lee: Seriously.... hm? Wait... Thinkin' back on it... Wong did say somethin' strange... Lee: (Back when I first found out the boss was in the warehouse....) Lee: ("Heh... Planning on sampling the wares? ...Always was a nympo...") (Tl note: I had to go back and edit the earlier instance of this to be more vague like this, I confused on who it was directed at but I was looking at it as between Lee or Wong and couldn't see how it would make sense to be self directed since Wong wasn't going to the warehouse. Lee seemed confused by it too, so the vagueness seems intentional, but I’m very glad it wasn’t actually directed at Lee like I initially thought) Lee: (It's like he knew the Songyoung Boss before this...) Lee: If that's true, then that means the same goes for the Songyoung boss! Lee: (In that room where I took him out, he said to me "He never gets his own hands dirty with jobs like this")  Lee: (So that means he also knew Wong before all of this...) Lee: It's possible... but what does it all mean? Woman 1: ...Um, is there something I can help with? Lee: Aah! Thank to you miss, I might have figured out a way to avoid dyin'. Woman 1: Really!? Lee: I do have one job to take care of first though. Lee: When ya get out of here and forget all this to get back to your life... I want ya to forget me too... okay? Lee: Oh, and avoid dealin with strange men, okay? Woman 1: Yes sir! Thank you again!! <she leaves> Lee: If I believe her story, then the Songyoung and Wong are connected... Lee: If that's the case, there might be evidence of that here and in the Songyoung hideout... Lee: If I can find it, I might be able to use that to keep Wong silent on this whole thing. Lee: First things first, better start searchin' the warehouse... Lee: Haa~...... I can't find anythin'.... Well, findin' somethin' like that was never going to be easy. Lee: Next is the room where all the women were confined...

<rustling noise> Lee: Hm? Hold on... this is it!! <screen fades to black> Wong: Lee... You just keep betraying my faith in you...

Lee: Ha, you're soundin' awful full of yourself... Wong. Lee: You'd probably tell me I was wipin' my own ass wrong... Lee: Aren't you betrayin' our organization too? I don't think you're in any position to talk about my betrayal. Wong: Lee, you piece of shit...... Lee: Heh... Of course, since you and the Songyoung are in bed together... Lee: Didn’t you let them make money trafficking these women so you could have a little slush fund? Lee: It's all written in this set of orders ya fax'd em anyways... Wong: Are you an idiot!? Get rid of that like you were ordered to!!

Lee: You stopped trustin' the Songyoung boss, right? Lee: Nothin' will poison a relationship faster than cash, it's a common story in this line of work. Lee: Seems like for the most part the Songyoung hated the tight leash you had them on and decided to betray you and be more bold about things, yeah? Lee: Then, when the disappearance of women started to become public knowledge, it lit a fire under your ass to hurry up and stamp out this whole operation... Wong: ........... Lee: That's why ya sent me to find the Songyoung hideout that had moved and you had lost contact with... Lee: With myself on the job, it'd be easy for ya to nonchalantly show up and snag the evidence of your betrayal... Lee: And if I failed you had prepared a contingency to get the job done... then ya'd be able to muzzle the aforementioned organization. Have I got that right? Wong: ........... Lee: Hah... Seems like that's a bulls-eye... Lee: If ya don't want this fax bein' sent off to Kotou, I got a condition for ya to accept... Well, Wong? Wong: ....Heh, pffhahaha... you really are a dumb fuck... Lee: What!? The hell's so funny!! Wong: If you had turned over that evidence right away, you might have been fine... Wong: But you're hopelessly stupid if you think you can negotiate with me face to face and I won't just kill you here and now. Wong: If I erase you and the evidence right here, I won't get caught for my betrayal!! Lee: Hmm... So you... are turnin' down my condition? Wong: Of course I am!! I'm going to kill you!! That's why I brought my best men with me!! Wong: Lee, my blood ran cold when you told me you had found evidence of my betrayal... Wong: So I must thank you for being such a dumbass!! Wong: Rest assured, Lee! After I'm done killing you, all those women you saved will be killed too!! Wong: Go to hell alongside the women you risked your life to protect!! Let's do it!! Your certain death!! <they fight, Lee crushes them> Wong: Stupid... even my best men...?

Lee: Heh, bad luck for you Wong. I've been survived more lethal battles than you can count... Lee: Well, that's all been with your help...

Lee: So, are ya ready? This is the endin' you asked for..... Lee: .........You know, it didn't have to end like this if you had just put up with my one demand. Wong: W-Wait!! I'll do it!! Your life, those women's lives, I'll look past it all!! So please... Lee: ....What you're sayin', you really mean it? Wong: Yes! Of course!! I'll talk to the organization myself about the women...

Lee: ......I've owed ya a lot. So if ya say that--

Wong: You truly are the stupidest mother fucker on earth!! <gun cocks>

Lee: Guh! Wong, you bastard!? <Stabbing sound> Wong: Guah--... Leeee.... you.... fucker!!

Lee: Idiot... Why'd ya make me do that, Wong.... <Some days later, Kotou confirmed that Wong has gone rogue.> <Lee's killing of Wong was considered a "purge" and his actions were left unquestioned.>

<end of part 5>

<A few weeks later> <Sotenbori's Hogushi Kaikan> Customer: Ah, just what I'd expect from the chief! Everything feels great!!

Lee: Hey, Makoto! Could ya grab my needles for me? Makoto: Eh? N-Needles...? Those are, ummm.... S-Sorry, I don't know... Lee: Ah, that's my bad, don't worry. Here, I'll show ya... Makoto: S-Sorry, chief.....

Lee: ....Wanna grab my hand? Makoto: Y-Yeah.... Lee: The needles we use for acupuncture are... right here. For you that'll be about 5 steps past the entrance to the treatment room. Makoto: Got it... S-Sorry... Lee: Hey, I already said it was my bad, don't worry... Lee: Some day you're gonna be able to see again. Until then, it's perfectly fine to get used to things slowly. Lee: We'll start at a slow pace for you... Then when you can do that, we can step it up. Makoto: Yes sir. Customer: The chief sure has changed since Makoto-chan showed up, huh? It seems like he's really happy now... Lee: Sh-Shut it, smart ass!! You say more dumb shit like that and I'll run your tongue through with my needle!! Customer: A-Ahhh!? Please forgive me!!

Customer: Nonetheless... Makoto-chan's been here for a few weeks now. Customer: I was really surprised at first! How'd a cute girl like Makoto end up as your apprentice... Customer: I thought the chief had gone and kidnapped you. Lee: Hey! Don't go startin' nasty rumors like that!! Lee: Geez... You know, I think I won't do the acupuncture! You're not stiff enough to need any hot oil neither... Lee: But it's fiiine, you can scram!! Ain't like you'd appreciate the pain of this needle anyhow... Customer: Ahaha... well then, I better get out of here before the chief starts stabbing. Customer: See ya, Makoto-chan. Be safe... and I hope your vision comes back quickly. Makoto: ...Y-Yeah....... Customer: See ya chief, till next time! <he leaves> Makoto: Lee-san, I'm sorry.... I don't know how to do anything... even though you've allowed me to be your live-in apprentice...... Lee: It's all good, Makoto. Don't fret. As long as ya don't panic and take things slowly you'll have no trouble doin' all sorts of stuff... Makoto: .........Yeah. Lee: Makoto, I'm gonna smoke for a minute out back..... Makoto: Ah, sure... Have a good day, Lee-san. <he leaves> Lee: "Have a good day" huh.... 

Lee: That look she gave me... I'm going to protect that to the bitter end.... Lee: To protect that girl... I'd do anything... Anything at all....

<epilogue end> Bonus time: first of all OOFA DOOFA this was huge! and intense! and very difficult to translate god damn all this politicking and kansai-ben. In good(?) news, I learned a bunch of fun new vocab like abduction, kidnapping, human trafficking, betrayal, etc. You know, the essential stuff. Also it’s extremely unclear if the femme fatale that Lee leveraged here is the same one he plans to kill to fake Makoto’s death in Y0, or if he just knows multiple women that swindle money out of men and kill them. Here’s an actual bonus: Lee’s thoughts on things from the board game! Let’s see if tumblr explodes from all these images or not.

Sotenbori Our city. It's got good and bad and everythin' else all mixed together. Of course, that's why they call it the city that can't be satisfied.

Acupuncture Needle The acupuncture needle I use. Custom made, but ordinary needles. By using this, it'll start feeling good instantly.

Smokes  An item vital to any acupuncturist. If you gently take a drag, the customer's meridians will appear on their back. Don't believe me?

Iwao Bridge A lot of young guys here trying to be pick up artists. A little while ago, one of my customers was an idiot who had jumped into the river after the local baseball team won the championship

Cabaret Grand This place has become the topic of conversation lately. I don't really go to those kinds of places, but, well, I kind of want to head over and take a peek

The Man with the Bat Tattoo I don't have any connection to him, I don't even know his face or his name, but if I ever meet him... I'm really going to enjoy it

Hogushi Kaikan My massage shop in Sotenbori. All ages of men and women, mafia and civilians, come here to get their muscles relaxed. (Tl note: Hogushi means to relax/loosen)

Rumor of Shakedown A shakedown? That ain't gonna happen. Still, some idiot wanting to try to shake me down is just the kind of thing that happens in Sotenbori

Mahjong Parlor I go to the mahjong parlor often. There's a lot of chinese people there. Though, japanese people go there too sometimes. Either way, by the time I go home I'm flat broke.

One Eyed Fella I've started seein' this guy around Sotenbori recently. I got no clue as to why he's here, but he's got the eye of a beaten stray dog.

I didn’t intentionally leave the Majima one for last, his was just the last one I found! I didn’t think there’d even be one, since this takes place a year before they even met, but I’m really glad there is. Now he’s just a fun bonus for anyone who made it all the way to the end. I kind of hoped the assassin that Lee sensed right in front of the Grand was just going to be Majima walking by or something.

Lee’s also got a character story that I’ll translate once I get his bond up, so look forward to even more Lee content!

[julie-thefatones]

Ghost of You || Luke x Reader || Part 3

A/N: Your best friends with Julie, since the stamp was removed from the boys they are able to be seen by lifers at choice and can touch lifers at choice, but are still ghosts. You and Luke grow closer and closer starting to go from friends to more than that and everyone starts to notice, it just takes a little longer for you two to figure it out.

Part 1 Part 2

@deanandthephantoms thank you for helping me with one line! Appreciate you! 🙌🏻💜

WordCount: 3,568

WARNINGS: 16+ years old to read this, me and my friends have discussed... its nothing super intense but still Mature themes. If this were a Netflix show the reasoning under the rating would say (Sexual content, rude behavior)

After the movie you could hardly focus on anything, walking home with Julie who was talking about something that Flynn did in gym class that you missed because you were off with Luke.... She probably wouldn't have noticed that you were in your own world of thoughts if it weren't for you tripping over every step you took *yeesh!* you thought to your self *Pull your self together! hes your friend, now stop it!* you continued to your self.... Julie's chuckle interrupted your thoughts and you turned to face her "So, you going to tell me whats really going on with you and Luke or are you gonna continue with the 'we're just friends' bull crap?" Julie said to you with a smile hoping to get something out of you, you sigh and roll your eyes "Seriously Jules, its nothing, we just like hanging out together" you said not really making eye contact with her, you could tell she wasn't gonna give up "Y/N! people who hold hands that often and sneak off together with out telling people.... usually aren't 'just friend'" she said the last part using air quotations around Just Friends, which you understood why she thought that.... You and Luke did seem really close... but that was the thing, you guys were just really close, he was like your second best friend at this point... you continued to look off, softly crossing your arms in insecurity still confused about your own feelings "Well, I guess we are the small percentage that is just friends.... so sorry to disappoint if you were looking for a more juicy story Jules" you said in a tone that wasn't very believable and Julie could see right through it "Well I think you should talk to him about how he is feeling... thats all" She said in her caring Julie tone that you grew to know over the many years of friendship, she only used this tone when she really cared and wanted you know it, Julie did a caring sigh and put her hand on your back "Listen, Y/N, if your avoiding having feelings for him just because he is my bandmate.... then this is me giving you permission or whatever to go ahead and go for it... because I don't care and quite frankly think you two would be cute" She said still in the same caring voice, but with a slight chuckle at the end, and then she removed her hand "But please be careful, I know he got a second chance at kind of being a live I guess you can say..... But you don't know how long that is gonna last ... so just be cautious" Julie said but this time more serious, you could tell she thought about this many times, concerning all the boys .... they slowly became a second family to her and you know how hard it would be when they eventually do have to cross over. You didnt want to even think about that.... You never wanted to think of a life with out them either.... with out .... Luke.... you shook your head to get the thought out of your head. You turned to Julie and gave her a hug resting your chin on her shoulder, you could feel a small tear come to your eye just from your previous thought "Thank you Jules" you said with sincerity, and then pulling away, Julie smiled as you guys continued walking "Of course! youre my best friend!" she exclaimed and then her face started to turn cocky "And I knew you liked him .... that just proved it" she said in a confident teasing tone, you laughed "WHAT? How?" you said with a gasp, she rolled her eyes "Oh please!! your literally crying at the thought of him crossing over" she said still in that cocky tone, you weren't award that your tear was that obvious, you quickly wiped your eyes and turned back to her "Excuse me! that doesn't mean I like him! it just means that I care for him because he is my friend" you said again with a tone that was not believable in the slightest, Julie laughed "Uh huh!" She looked to the side down the street we were in front of, which was Julies street "Well as you know this is where I leave you" she said with a sigh, and then she smiled "Text me, or FaceTime me when you are ready to admit that you are totally in love with Luke!" She yelled as she ran down the street, and you laughed because she tripped over

a rock on the way "Yeah! well then I wouldn't worry about checking your phone because thats not gonna happen!!" you yelled back to her "Liar!" she yelled as she approached her house, you rolled your eyes and continued walking.

When you finally got home you turned on your lights to find Luke, just casually sitting on your bed, leaned back, Legs crossed, and reading your Diary, You slammed the door to get his attention, He looked up slowly in the corner of his eyes, his eyes widening when he saw it was you and then the biggest half smile because he was chewing on a guitar pick "Y/N!!! Finally your here!" he said so excited he sat up and brought his legs into a criss cross apple sauce position, You stomped over to the bed and snatched your Diary out of his hands "Luke!" you exclaimed, his face fell, his eyes getting big but in a sad way this time, like he was a puppy dog, you sighed "You cant just read my diary..." you said as you sat on the bed next to him "I write personal, private stuff in there.... hence diary sir" you said pointing at the diary In your hands, he pouted his lip, but now you knew he was teasing because the pout had a hint of a smile "Im so sorry Y/N.... can you ever forgive me" he said in the fakest baby voice you have ever heard, as he leaned closer to you, you laughed and rolled your eyes putting your whole hand on his face pushing him away in a teasing manner, him laughing and sitting back up, nudging closer to you in the process "Anyways, I didnt read anything Juicy...." he said with a cocky smile, you knew something was up "What did you read Luke?" you asked with a huff scared to find out what he now knows, he pursed his lips and grew a mischievous face "welllllll..... I mean do I really have that great of abs ... like I haven't worked out in 25 years and I ate a whole pizza yesterday " he said looking down at his stomach, slightly lifting his shirt, then looking up at you with a smile, you gasp and then hit him in the shoulder "OUCH! make that 3 times that you have hit me today... really starting to hurt my feelings" Luke said laughing, you laughed "You wanna make it 4 because we can" you said with a cocky tone, he smiled with tight lips not showing his teeth showing he was thinking about it "Nah... unless you had a different form of hitting in mind?" he said with a cocky tone and wink, your eyes got big and your mouth fell open "LUKE!" you said hitting him once again "MAKE THAT 4!" he exclaimed, grabbing his arm and laughing "well thats what you get for being gross" you said tilting your head to the side, now his mouth fell wide open in offense "Oh so I have in your words 'the best abs I have ever seen, I just wanna like ice cream off them' but it would be gross to have sex with me......" he said still in a cocky, but jokingly offended tone, then looked off as if to think about it "Alright then" he said nodding his head slightly, then moving closer to you and leaning back into the same position he was in when you came home, You looked to the side and sighed "Yeah it would be gross, especially since you read that" you said in a sassy tone, he squinted his eyes and got close to your face scrunching up his nose as he said these next words "oh yeah? how gross would it be?" he said in cocky tone that brought out his slight accent that was almost a whisper, You could feel your hear race, that feeling in your stomach was back, but you got closer to his face, now you two were only centimeters apart "Oh it would be the grossest thing in the world Patterson" you said almost in a whisper, he tightened his lips together still squinting his eyes and then nodding, moving away from your face so fast and immediately going back to his teasing tone and huge smile "Alright! Good thing, we're just friends right" He said in teasing tone, your eyes got wide as you didnt know how to process what just happened, you had to catch your breath for a minute, were you and Luke really just discussing sex? you looked at him and smiled "Yeah! good thing" you said slightly out of breath, he smiled back at you and then he he got excited standing up so fast with the biggest smile on his face "I ALMSOT FORGOT!" he said almost as excited as this morning by the lake "I have something for you" he said going over to the corner of the room where he hid

whatever

it was, you were so distracted by everything you totally forgot he had gotten you something, he turned around, now holding whatever it was behind his back, his face just read excited puppy on it "Okay!! hold out your hands" he said so excited he could hardly hold behind his back anymore, You put out your hands and in an instant he put the thing in your hands.. it was the panda from the movie theater, the one with the heart that said I adore you on it, you didnt even know how to react, you loved it, you looked at Luke and then back at the panda and then brought it into your chest so tight squeezing it "YOU GOT ME THE PANDA!" you exclaimed so excited your self, Luke hopped forward with the biggest smile sitting back down next you on the bed "Yeah!!! I GOT YOU THE PANDA!" he exclaimed back still with the biggest smile, with out thinking you threw your arms around Luke giving him a big hug squeezing him so tight to you, he squeezed you back, you both laid down on the bed together still in the hug "Im glad you like it" he whispered in your ear while playing with your hair, you nuzzled your face into his chest "I don't like it..... I love it" you said cuddling in closer to him, holding him tight so he wouldn't leave "Hey Luke.... " you said softly, him still playing with your hair "Yeah Y/N?" he replied in a soft tone, you squeezed him closer "Don't leave tonight okay?" you said now half awake, he smiled "I won't..." He replied now braiding a piece of your hair, you felt him slide down a little bit, putting your hair down, now wrapping his arms completely around you as you drifted off to sleep feeling the most comfortable and safest you have ever felt. *Just friends* you thought to your self right before sleep came.

The next morning you woke up, Lukes arms still wrapped around you, he got to choose when he wanted to sleep since he was a ghost, when you looked up at his face he was in a deep sleep, you could see a slight smile on his face, you squeezed him in closer nuzzling your face into his chest to you wake your self up taking his scent which was something like abrocrombie and fitch and nature, you loved it.... he shifted a little bit as you nuzzled, you looked up and he was now looking at you with a soft smile "Goodmorning Beautiful" he said in his raspy morning voice, you smiled "Goodmorning sir" you said still waking up, he continued smiling "You have a cute morning voice" he said, still with his own morning voice, you blush, you didnt even realize you had morning voice "Thank you" you said shyly smiling into his chest, you look up at him "Thank you for staying last night" you said with a sincere soft voice, he looked down into your eyes softly "Of course..... " he said with a soft sincere tone, then he scrunched his eyebrows together, now thinking "Was there a reason you wanted me to stay?" he asked intrigued by the answer, you put your face back into his chest "I don't know.... I just wanted you to stay..." you said softly, you looked back up to see his response, his smile was back, he looked into your eyes and then he leaned down and kissed you, pressing his lips softly against yours, you kissed him back, and as quickly as it happen you both pulled away, his eyes wide and your eyes wide, you sunk back down with your face in his chest, you felt him tense up a little bit, not because he was uncomfortable but because he felt confused "was.... was that okay?" he asked softly, you had to think about it for a second, then you squeezed him closer "Yeah that was okay... it was just a kiss" you said shyly but confident.... you felt him relax again, and just like last night started playing with your hair, you sighed "We're friends... we were just caught in the moment" you said still sighing hoping that he wouldn't be freaked out, you felt him stop playing with your hair for a moment as if he had to think about something, and then he continued "Yeah.... friends" he said almost in a defeated tone.

It was really hard to get out of bed and go to school, it was so comforting laying in bed with Luke.... you guys laid there for about 30 minutes before you had to get up and get ready. Luke seemed down the rest of the time you were together before you left, he just didnt seem like himself.

You saw Julie and Flynn talking down the hallway, Carrie was with them since they made up after The bands performance at The Orpheum, it was nice having Carrie back your group.... but you just weren't up for talking to anyone, you tried to be low-key so they wouldn't notice but it didnt work "Y/N!" they all yelled in unison, you turned putting a fake smile on your face in hopes they would read your real emotions "Hey! guys!" you said with as much enthusiasm as you could manage, they didnt buy it "Whats wrong?" Carrie asked crossing her arms, demanding the truth, you sighed *dang it* you thought to your self "Nothing, just confused" you said with a dejected tone, Julie sighed and faced Carrie and Flynn "Our girl here has conflicting feelings about Luke" Julie said in an informative tone, Carrie nodded her head in agreement "I could have told you guys that" she said confidently, Flynn smiled super big "I knew it!! I SO knew it!" she said all hyped up, your eyes widening "What do you mean you all knew it! there's nothing to know!" You exclaimed and then looked to the side confused "I think...." you said in a softer but confused tone, all three girls rolled their eyes in unison "You do! we have known you since we were 5, we know!" Carrie said still confident, you looked at them and rolled your eyes in exasperation "Ugh! you guys are impossible" you exclaimed and started walking to class, as they all laughed at your response following after you "Oh she's in love" Flynn laughed.

After a long day at school, and then your job at your local Frozen Yogurt hang out, you were exhausted, you couldn't stop thinking about last night though, your emotions were .... all over the place. You sighed in relief at the fact that you avoided the topic with your friends though.... you didnt know how to explain it to your self let alone them.

You walked into your room, where you found a restless Luke that was pacing back and forth biting his thumb, you closed the door and he stopped in his tracks and looked at you with a passion in his eyes that was slightly confused, he dropped his hand from his mouth "Screw it!" he exclaimed and before you knew it he swiftly removed his white sleeveless tee and was pushing you against your door crushing his lips against yours, your lips moving so fluidly together, he tugged at the bottom of your work shirt as if to ask if it was okay to remove it, with out thinking you lifted your arms above your head only breaking the kiss for a second so he could swiftly remove your top, the cold air hitting your skin causing you to realize how on fire you were for him, not wanting that feeling to end you tangle your hands in his hair slightly tugging it as your kiss grew more passionate, you felt him pick you up, you wrapped your legs around his waist in response, he swiftly took you both over to your bed dropping you on to it, him gently falling over you, immediately kissing your neck tracing it down to your collar bone, you look up biting your lip, what was going on you wondered to your self, you didnt know but you liked it, you liked it alot... then you both stopped at the sudden gush of air you both felt, you both look up and see Alex and Reggie standing at the other side of your room, both with tight lipped smiles and bright cheeks, wide eyes with fists in front of their mouths "OH! JUST FRIENDS MY --" Alex started to exclaim with a laugh until Luke interupted him "SHUT UP ALEX!" Luke exclaimed with a sigh as he fell on his back right next to you on the bed, putting his hand over his eyes in frustration, Reggie laughing "Ehm Y/N, would you like your top back?" Reggie said with a smile picking up your shirt and handing it to you, you smile shyly and nod your head taking the shirt and sitting up to put it on "Thanks reg" you said, a little embarrassed "well, we just came to see if you two wanted to come get food with all of us.... but please... finish!" Alex said in a cocky tone, laughing a little bit, Reggie sighed playfully, hitting Alex's arm "Be cool man! That was mean...... anyway I don't think he would be able to finish now..... two of your friends popping up and laughing causes what I like to call a De-rection" he said smiling laughing at himself and widening his in approval at his joke, in which Alex looked at him like he was disappointed and shook his head no, then looked back at us "Well you kids compose yourself, and we will meet you both there...... alright...." Alex said still slightly laughing and then they both poofed out just as Reggie was defending himself to Alex concerning his joke. Once they were gone you laid back down on the bed next to Luke, he removed his hands from his eyes to look at you, you both shyly smiled "soooooo what was that?" you asked slightly teasing him but was genuinely curious, he sighed and then looked up at the ceiling "That was me acting on the thoughts I have been having all day since last night, and since this morning when you said ..... we were just friends" he said the last part like he had a bad taste in his mouth, then he looked back at you "I guess I didnt like that" he said softly, smiling shyly, you nudged closer to him "I don't know if I liked that I said that either....." you admitted, he looked at you, both of you just staring into each others eyes "What do we do now?" he asked softly.... You twiddled your thumbs "I guess we could pretend nothing happened and continue as we were....." you said softly, not knowing if thats really what you wanted, he sighed "Yeah.... I guess thats probably for the best" he said nudging a little closer to you, now with your arms lightly brushing against each other, then Luke sighed, and then smiled a shy cocky smile "But ya know if ya ever actually wanna lick ice cream off my abs! we could do that" he said laughing, and nudge his shoulder laughing and he laughed in response "BUT! I get to so the same to you! its only fair" he said in a teasing tone,

you

laughed "True that is only fair" you said in a teasing tone to match his, you both now just looking into each others eyes, He bites his lip and brushes your hair behind your ear, "Just friends?" he whispers.

[royalflushstories]

Okay. So.

This news probably doesn't come as a surprise after this long of a silence, but, well, we're not going to finish this. There are a lot of reasons for this, which I'll get to in a minute for those who care about them.

For everyone else: we're glad you were with us for this long. It's been four and a half years, which is an astoundingly long time for something like this. We're sorry we won't be able to continue the story, to finish the last little bit. Thank you for everything, though.

We're willing to release the outline that we have as a sorts of closure, though we wouldn't be releasing the significant amount of writing we'd already completed before this decision. Would you be interested in reading the outline? Let us know.

Now, for everyone who cares about the reasons why, hit read more.

Those of you on our discord server have probably noticed that, well, most of the authors aren't active anymore. Truth be told, we haven't seen two of them since halfway through RRG, one moved on to other things, and one just isn't really interested in this anymore.

It's been Paradox and I for over half of these four and a half years.

Gonna be honest, it's affected a lot of things. I don't hold it against the others for stepping away--life happens and interests change, and that's all perfectly understandable. But we made the cast we did because between all of us we had enough people watching the content creators in the fic to manage it. And when people stepped away, well...

Between Paradox and I, we watch a total of maybe a dozen of the featured CCs. We'd watch the others occasionally, or if someone sent us a link, but we weren't the fans, y'know? And when we have a cast of over 60, welllllll... it got to be a problem.

And then Cry happened.

We've moved on now, but it was incredibly hard at the time, especially when he featured so prominently. But we paused and regrouped and dove back in and finished PPC before starting on the short stories. Crimson was born, and I was even looking forward to writing with him.

And then Ohm happened.

I think this one upset me more, honestly. Partially because his story had already had to be changed after what had happened the first time around, and that had required shuffling the entire plot. And now we had to do it again?

Yeah, we took a break. Replaced him, though I'm not sure you'll ever actually get to see the replacement. We haven't really decided about that yet.

And when it came time for us to get back up on our feet and get ready to publish, to finish writing, we... couldn't. We couldn't make ourselves do it. What we'd once loved was now exhausting.

To be clear, we still love the story concept! We still love the premise and the time period and all the fun things we had planned! It had just... been ruined by a couple of jerks.

I'm not sure what we'll do with the discord channel. We'll probably talk that over with you guys and see what you want. If you're willing, well.

Okay. So. Paradox and I are going to take down the Royal Flush series at some point--I'm not sure when, exactly. Maybe a few months. Maybe a year. But at some point.

but

Paradox and I are planning on re-writing it with original characters, changing things up to work better, stuff like that. Not soon. We've got to let it simmer for a while until we're ready to face all the emotions behind this again.

If you're interested, we could probably turn the server into a place where anyone interested could stay in check with the story--learn about the characters, see sneak peeks, things like that.

Or maybe we'll turn it into a general server of some kind? Or maybe we'll shut it down. It depends what you all want, I guess.

Let us know.

And, again, thank you for everything. It's been a great ride. It's just time for us to get off.

-Paradox and Potato

(P.S. We're still writing fic! Not really with the same people, except mr sparklez, but that's because he overlaps the two social groups. If you're interested, feel free to check out our Ao3 accounts and see what we've got going on.)

[ladylynse]

Hello 👋🏻👋🏻 And thank you, I did indeed had a wonderful day ^^ ^^ Well, to be fair, one of the ML episodes aired out of nowhere, took us by surprise at all. It seems like it got leak, then decided that nah, it was time to air it, so that's that. And well, the finale I think is what most of us is just waiting for it, and not at the same time. Specially with the rumours that it would end in suspension, but well, that's not a new show watching in general, I don't know how that's going to be. Ahhhh yeah, I got you. And I only use google as well, so yeah, I do know about those methods but it's okay, who knows maybe I'll learn something new as well. Wow excel, I haven't touch that in ages.... but I do believe most of the tricks still the same (at least it should be). Well, sharing is caring, right? XD XD But yeah, it's also fun ^^ ^^ Oh good... I didn't know how else to explain that if I have to... I just don't want to leave something in a confusing stay, you know? And yeah, everyone has the different pace for improvement. Oh goodness me, I hate editing, but in my case is necessary or I probably, not likely, put some Spanish there as well, or phrases that don't translate correctly or something like that. But that's my case, that doesn't delete the point that once is posted, you don't want to edit it any more, and I'm with you. Oh goodness me, moving from ff to AO3 was a pain as well, and I don't have that many works, good luck moving the rest of it. 👍🏻👍🏻 And yeah, totally agreed with you, if they want something specific, they could try it and see what happens, I guess.

Ahhh that's true, for a show to be translate it has to have something real that would made them earn money or they won't do it. That's a fact.

Mmmmmm... that's true. Find that bit that the shows have in common and make it work if the way to go if you ask me. Of course if you get something in a silver platter then better XD XD (I wish everything was that easy).

Wait, really? I haven't see that many that translate their own work and all that. At least not for all of them. Still thank you ^^ ^^ I know, those crossover are the best. Like you said "*chef's kiss*." with those. :D :D Welllllll... I don't mind that much now, I just wasn't sure if keep the anon woks that well specially when now it's more like a conversation than anything else ^^; ^^; (It normally takes sometime for me to feel confortable to say my name or well username when I started as anon, you know?). And I do apologise for the long message just because I feel like I may force you to add the read more for obvious reasons... and that's just the length of my question... ^^; ^^; (But I also had noticed than other than me liking the answers, this kind of post only get a couple of extra likes, so it's all good, for me :) :)) As always have a good day, take care. -Le Fantôme anon

(re: this ask)

Oh, I fully expect the second part of the season finale to still end on something of a cliffhanger. Fun things to think about until it gets resolved! Or a continued source of pain if it doesn't get resolved, as unfortunately has happened with other shows I love in the past.

Well, if you ever have to use excel again in the future, I have learned some useful formulas, so feel free to hit me up. I work with excel a fair bit when the ground is frozen.

Ahahaha, for sure!

Thank you! I will get there eventually.

*grins* You have to take the easy ones. And who knows? Sometimes, other people don't see the ones that seem to be obvious to you. (I bring up my ML/Ratatouille fic a lot for this, but it's still a bit mind-boggling to me, the number of comments I got from people who never would have considered it. Because for me it was just like. But they're there. They're already there. They're both set in modern day Paris. I don't even need to justify a crossover because they can canonically co-exist if Ratatouille happened first.)

I will grant you that I don't know how many people go through the trouble of writing a fic in two languages--I will admit most multilingual people I know who are writing a fic do it in one or the other and don't go through the trouble of translating--but I have seen it. I have not seen it as often as I've seen other people ask to translate someone's work, probably because it's too exhausting for the writer, but I have seen it. Not for every fic they've written, though.

Eh, it's all good! I do know what you mean--I'm the same way--so like I said, stick with what you're comfortable with and switch if you ever want to switch (but only for you, not for the sake of anyone else). I'm adding the long post tag to these posts specifically so people can block it if they don't want to scroll past it, and for the rest, well, they're stuck with me. *grins* I'm perfectly happy to chat even if I am slow to reply.

[aclosetfan]

This is a really incomplete idea BUT it’s about Brick’s hat(s). And hopefully someone else finds this and enjoys it! More under the cut, it’s a long post :)

I think it’d be funny if boomer and butch get him a shitty novelty hat for birthday/holidays/etc because 1) they don’t know what to get him 2) they’re like 12 with four buck to their names. so they just go from charity shop to charity shop looking for ideas. Brick probably doesn’t ask for much (I don’t think any of them do. poor kid syndrome amiright? I personally never think they’d be well off in childhood).

So anyway butch and boomer are bumming through the charity shops and boomers like:

“Holy shit, Butch!”

“Wut?” Butch looked over pulling the charred and ruined Halloween mask that someone had donated for god knows what reason off his head.

“Dude it’s perfect!” Boomer came running from three aisle over, waving a garment around in the air.

“It’s a hat.” Butch pointed out bluntly, unimpressed, and pointed to the mask atop his head, “I think we should get this.”

“But it’s red!”

“He’s got one of those. Wears it frequently.”

“But not like this!” Boomer boosted, “See.”

Boomer turned the hat around, so Butch could see the bill of it. It was one of those novelty snapbacks, inscribed on the front was the playboy bunny logo.

“Dude.” Butch smiled, giggling with Boomer, albeit a little nervously.

He was familiar with the playboy bunnies work, it wasn’t like he was a virgin or anything (except he secretly was), but he had never actually seen a genuine centerfold spread like some of the older boys at the detention hall had talked about. When he thought of playboy, he thought of the Victoria Secret models he saw plastered to the side of the store at the mall. They made him feel weird and his hands would get all sweaty, so he tried his best not to look too closely.

“Dude we should get him this!” Boomer continued to smile, “It’d be, like, so funny.”

“Yeah.” Butch nodded, as his smile grew. He didn’t 100% get why it was so funny, but the idea of having something with the playboy bunny logo on it seemed cool to him. It made him feel kind of like one of the older boys.

Him and Boomer snickered all the way to the cash register, and when it was their turn to pay, Boomer nudged him ahead, ducking behind him with a giggle. He glared at his brother over his shoulder, but allowed Boomer to twist a nervous hand into the fabric of his oversized sweater (the one his brothers had bought him last year. They bought it 3 sizes too big cause he kept growing out of everything too fast. It was 1 size too big now). Boomer liked latching onto their sleeves when he got nervous.

He didn’t get what the big baby was so nervous about though. They were just buying a stupid hat. The lady cashier watched them with thinly veiled boredom and Butch threw the hat down on the counter.

Raising a penciled on eyebrow, the older women examined the hat, “Playboy, huh? You even know what Playboy is kid?”

The question made the back of his neck burn. He had never heard a lady say playboy before, it was weird. From behind him, Boomer pressed his face into the back of his sweater to muffle another giggle.

“Uh, duh.” He sniffed, “We know, lady.”

“Have you actually seen a playboy before?” The cashier snorted, ringing them up, “Not just the logo?”

“Yes!” Butch huffed, defending himself, “The Internet!”

(It was a semi-lie—they had tried looking it up on the internet, but Fuzzy didn’t have a computer at his cabin, HIM wouldn’t let them use any of his flashy spy monitors, Mojo was lame, and the library had parent controls)

“Surreee.” The lady drawled out and rang them up, “Dollar fifty.”

He didn’t make eye contact with her as he handed over a crumpled dollar bill and took two quarters from the take-a-penny-leave-a-penny. When she gave them back the hat, they ran out of the store like they had committed a bank robbery.

When Brick opened the present two days later, he threw the plastic bag it had come in to the side and frowned.

“A new hat?”

“Yeah,” Boomer nodded, putting down the cheap Polaroid camera Butch and Brick had shoplifted from a secondhand shop downtown (still too expensive to actually buy), and reached for the hat, turning it around in Brick’s hand, “but look!”

Brick’s smile grew, as the logo registered in his head. “Oh, shit,” their brother laughed, “is this playboy?”

“Betcha you won’t wear it.” He goaded his brother on as he tossed the new (used—looked like it was taken from Pokay High’s sports department) rugby ball from hand to hand.

“Betcha I will.” Brick shot back, carefully removing the ratty cap he had had since forever and replacing it with the new one.

“Sorta big.” Their brother murmured, adjusting the strap.

“Your fat head will grow into it!” Butch joked and Brick punched his arm.

“Shut up, dipshit.”

“Do you like it?” Boomer beamed, ignoring the bickering.

Brick looked at their brother with a smile, precious anger dissipating, “Yeah, dude, it’s funny.”

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Then it becomes a thing//like Brick really loves his hat collection:

“Truckin’ ain’t easy.” Brick read out loud with a snort, and replaced the hat he was wearing with the new one.

He thought for a moment then shook his head no, “nah. Not today.”

He had so many hats to chose from, it was almost overwhelming. They were all basically offensive on every level and he tried to wear them all as often as possible. The highlight reel included:

Kitty gang

Swag.

Yolo.

Lmao.

Weed jokes. Lotta weed jokes.

Thrasher.

Fish love me. Woman fear me.

Met god. She’s hot.

Blow me for luck.

Beer drinkers get more head.

The carpets do match the drapes

FuCk

Birthday Bitch

Deadass fuck thots on god

Hello I am Mr. Cunt

Master Baiter

Drive fast. Eat ass.

At 17, he had a vibrant hat collection. Anytime his brother’s saw a red hat with a shitty gag, they snagged it for him. Recent political events had bestowed upon his brothers a plethora of new material:

Make racists afraid again.

My other hat’s tin foil

Made you look

The list went on. His fuck cops wasn’t popular with local authorities. And how could he forget his most favorite powderpuff girl cap. That pissed them off to no end.

“Brick!” Butch yelled down the corridor. They were at Mojo’s this week, “Hurry up!”

“Uuhhhhh,” he mumbled to himself, as he stared at his wall, ignoring his brother. He hung them all up to make it easier to chose. His collection covered the wall.

His hand floated left to the one that said FuCk, but the one that said bad hair day caught his eye and his hand twitched to the right, “uuuuuhh, hmmmm.”

He floated toward the ceiling to look at the top of the wall, “welllllll...”

They’d be fighting with the girls today and because he liked making Blossom mad, he figured he needed to chose something more crude.

“Oh my god!” Butch cried outside his bedroom door, “Just fucking pick one!”

“Mmmmm.”

“Brick!” Butch pounded on his door, “I swear to god, I’ll burn them all if you just don’t pick one!”

“HMMmmmmmm!”

“Brick, it’s been thirty minutes!” Boomer whined, joining Butch, “The girls are waiting, we can’t cancel on them again! We’re bad guys, but we aren’t bad guys.”

“Ahhhhh—“ he sucked on his teeth in thought, “five more minutes!”

His brothers groaned in unison from the other side of the door.

“This is your fault, Boomer.” Butch whined.

“How?!” Boomer protested.

“Cause I wanted to get him that mask.”

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His hat—his first hat—is lovingly preserved. He can’t risk losing it or damaging it any further. Before they started buying him new hats, most of the boys misadventures (the chaos they did NOT plan) were dedicated to saving Brick’s hat from the clutches of (insert one-shot villain here). It’s his security blanket. He breaks it out on the lazy days in.

He does though often lose his novelty hats. A violent gust of wind will rip one from his hat or a fight will cause it to disintegrate. But because Brick considers being the hat guy a personality trait, I think he’d have a spare one on hand at all times:

“My hat!” He cried, as the tornado-like monster blew through Townsville, ripping his hat from his head, and then disappeared into thin air, “the fucker took my hat!”

“Brick!” Blossom cried over the wind, “calm down! It’s a hat!”

“Yeah my hat!” He argued back. He wasn’t fond of the idea that him and his brothers and the girls now had to cooperate with each other, but desperate times called for desperate measures. “Butch! Boomer! I want my hat!” He hissed and his brothers nodded, understanding immediately what he meant.

“Right!” Butch dropped Buttercup, forgetting whatever fight the two had found themselves in.

“Got it!” Boomer jumped up from where he had been sitting on Bubbles, squashing her to the ground.

“What was that thing!” Brick barked at Blossom and she wiped the blood from her nose.

“I only know as much as you do, considering it literally just happened. Maybe it has to do with air—“

She cut off and looked at him, as he adjusted his emergency back up hat onto his head.

“What!” He hissed when he realized all three of the girls were giving him odd looks.

“Dude,” Buttercup asked from the ground, “do...do you just carry extra hats around?”

“Of course I do!” He spat, disgusted that they’d think so low of him not to, “Extra hat,” he pointed to his head, “emergency beanie,” he pulled one out of his pocket, “and extra hair ties,” him and his brother lifted up theirs wrists. “We live by the aesthetic, we die by the aesthetic, anymore questions?”

“Yeah!” Boomer huffed in his defense, “what’s it fucking matter to you anyway!”

“Don’t you three have bigger issues to worry about then our business?” Butch hissed, kicking at Buttercup.

Buttercup rolled away from the kick, dodging it with a laugh.

“What’s so funny!” Butch demanded and Buttercup shook her head, ignoring Butch and pointing up at her sister.

“Holy crap! He really is your counterpart, huh? You guys are perfect for each other!” She laughed wheezing. 

“Hey!!” Him and Blossom bristled together, “Shut up!”

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When he learns that over excessive hat use can lead to hair breakage and premature balding his heart breaks, so he starts buckling them to his belt loops instead when he remembers to give his hair a break.

[jazminetoad]

In My Reality | Prologue

Hey, I was bored so I decided to start a fanfic series of the Tatsumi Brothers from Juuni Taisen. Yay

It’s a “Tatsumi Brother x Reader” story about how the Tatsumi Brothers enter the reader’s reality which kinda flips her world upside down.

So I just finished the prologue. If you guys like it or if I’m bored again, I’ll make the first chapter. (Click “Keep Reading” to read the story)

"[Name] get out of bed; It's 3 in the afternoon," my mom told me as she came into my room with fresh, clean clothes. I didn't have to look over to know.

Groaning, I removed my mask from my eyes then rolled over to face up at the white ceiling. The sunlight seeping in from the blinds caused my sight to cringe before it finally adjected to the light and I could see the grey walls lurking in the corner of my eyes. Arising from my queen-sized bed a yawn escaped from my mouth. My form reached over and placed my sleep mask on the nightstand, next to my water mug.

"Morning mom," I greeted her as she sorted out the pile of clothes on my dresser. Looks like she did a colour load, which means no pants to put away.

"Morning sweetheart. Can you put your clothes away before you come downstairs?"

"Sure," I simply answered as I slipped out of the cozy sheets I once was tangled in.

"Thank you. I'll see you when you come down," she stated, placing the last of my t-shirts neatly on the others. Afterwards, she wrapped her arms around the remaining clean, clothes that weren't mine, carefully balancing them as she left my room and closed the door behind.

The click of the doorknob echoed into my ears when my feet landed on the fuzzy rug. My eyes drifted their gaze to the plain black bodypillow wrapped in [f/c] blankets, reminding me of a burrito. It just had the colour for the case, no special Anime character on it. I wish there were one though; it'd make the nights seem less lonely to see my favourite character's face on it. However, a pillow is a pillow. Despite me using it as an illusion for myself it doesn't change the reality that when I hug it in my sleep or when I'm awake no arms will return my embrace.

A sigh falls out of my breath, my eyelids dropping in sync. I turned my head away from the lying pillow and dragged myself to the other side of my bed, towards the dresser that patiently held the clean clothes my mom put there. I opened a drawer, putting my undergarments away first then my socks. Once those were put away, I moved to retrieve hangers from my closet, passing by my desk and shelves as I did.

If you were wondering why I slept so late into the afternoon, well, it's currently winter break, so that means I can stay up late and sleep in late past noon. Sadly enough, it's January which means the break almost over, and that means school is standing around the corner, menacingly. Just the thought of it disturbs my mind as that reality tries to infect my thoughts.

I hate reality. I know not all of it is shit, but there's enough of it that makes me want to drown myself in the world of fiction. Whenever it's the weekend or breaks from school, I binge Anime, tv shows, YouTube, and movies, so that's the only thing on my mind. I then write or read fanfiction, there is the rare occasion I sketch something but I'm not good at art since I don't practice enough. By the time I return to reality after having my head stuck in my imagination for so long, I can barely focus without going back to daydreaming. Eventually, that wears off, and then reality is what floods my brain; I despise it but I know I can't be stuck in my fantasies forever. Luckily my friends provide that nice spot in-between for me, helping me stay in the real world but also let me discuss the fictional. Then there's also my bro.

"Yo sis," my brother's voice called from the other side of the door after his fist knocked on it. "You wanna continue Code Geass?"

My bro is the best. Unlike most siblings I know, we actually get along. He's also a big help in my life, one of the reasons why I haven't lost my mind. He makes sure I don't overwork & stress myself and reminds me to have fun and chillax. I love him for it, and he's practically my best friend. We aren't the exact same age but we were born in the same year, just a few months apart so we get to be in the same grade. He's the older one. He's also taller which means he can t-pose over me, and we reenact the meme; it's great.

"Yeah," I answered. "Just let me get ready."

"Alright," he replied before I felt the vibration of his footsteps grow distant from my room.

'Heh, if I had Takeyasu's ability, I'd be able to sense his movement better.'

I chuckle to myself at the thought floating in my mind as I put the final shirt away. My two favourite characters that I desired to be real was the Tatsumi Brothers, Nagayuki and Takeyasu. I love those two. Whenever I watched their episodes from Juuni Taisen, I always smile. They make my heart feel something that I never felt for any character before. I don't want to be cliche and say true love, but to me, that's what it feels like. I know they're fictional characters, so I won't get much out of it, but strangely enough, I'm okay with that. I can't imagine my heart belonging to anyone else. I do wish they were real, though. I even used my wish on the bracelet my friend, Meri-chan, got for my birthday one year, that they'd become real.

The bracelet was some urban legend. It was lime green and had a few beads on it. The legend goes that you make a wish and when the bracelet breaks, your wish has come true. 'Course, it's most likely a bunch of baloney but that didn't stop me from wishing that the Tatsumi Brothers would become real. I currently just wear the bracelet as an accessory since the wish probably won't happen, it's not like the thing is going to break anytime soon.

Grabbing my towel, my other hand opened my door. I slipped down the hallway and slid into the bathroom, my foot pushing the door closed as I put the towel on the towel rack. Hopefully, I don't take too long because we were left on edge on the last episode of Code Geass we watched. Well, I'll finish sooner than my wish coming true that's for sure, heh.

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"Okay bro but if you think about it, Lelouch-"

"[Name], I washed your school uniforms. Can you put them away while I start on tacos?" Mom requested from the kitchen, interrupting the Anime, my commentary, and reminding me that school is coming soon. "You too, [b/n]."

"Yes, mom," we both respond.

My brother picked up the remote and hit the pause button so we wouldn't miss anything. I pulled myself up from the plush couch, disappointment growing on me since I had hoped not to be interrupted until dinner was ready. Well, I guess I could let the disappointment wither away since it's Taco Tuesday, my favourite. I chuckled to myself as my feet reached the next level above the main floor and headed down the open hallway to my room.

My laughter died out upon seeing my seven school uniforms, five that were the regular female uniform and two that were gym uniforms. Unlike most students, I didn't like the idea of having to wash my uniform every day, so to make things simpler, I paid for six more with my own money. It was a bit irritating, using the money I earned from my summer job for this instead of getting something else. Still, my practical choice, so I didn't necessarily have to worry about my mom washing my uniform every night.

"Hhhhhh, why does school have to come back so soon?" I asked myself as I picked up one of the uniforms.

The uniform wasn't too special, a simple white blouse, a blue skirt, a blue jacket, and a blue & black striped tie. Students could decide if we wanted to wear tights, leggings, or shorts underneath the skirt as long as it was black or white. I wore leggings unless it was summer which I then wear shorts and knee-high socks. There are those girls that only wear thigh-high socks and panties under their skirt to which my nerd brain questions why. 'Course that's their choice, have fun with your ass cold.

A Discord ringtone made me resurface from my pond of inner thoughts. Becoming aware of my surroundings, I realized my friends Meri-chan and Kamida were calling on the Discord group chat we had. I could tell by the laptop I had open on my desk. I quickly put the uniform I had in hand on the rack with the others before sliding over and clicking the answer button that popped up.

"Yo, what's up nerds."

"Hey I'm not a nerd," Meri-chan protested. "I'm a cool kid."

"Meri-chan, we're all nerds here," Kamida stated before greeting me. "Hey [n/n], how you doing?"

"Eh, good I suppose but I could be doing better, Kami," I answered simply. "How's life?"

"Pretty chill but I got bored, so I decided to call you guys."

"Well, I'm just putting my uniforms away," I informed them and went to put the last uniform away.

"I sometimes forget that you have more than one," Meri-chan commented before I heard her gasp. "Hey, how 'bout we hang out tomorrow, we only have so many days before we have to go back to school."

"Oh, don't remind me," I groaned, hanging my head, then went back to putting the uniform on the hanger and walking over to the closet, hanging it up with the rest.

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea Meri-chan, we could hang out tomorrow," Kamida suggested.

"I'm down," Meri-chan quickly responded.

"Welllllll..." I hesitated, sitting down in the [f/c] spinning chair in front of the desk.

"[Name]."

"You see, I kinda want to stay inside my last few days..."

"[n/nnnnn]!" Meri-chan whined.

"Come on [Name], you know you can't stay cooped up inside forever," Kamida reminded me.

"I know," I grumbled, leaning back in my seat. "Fine, I'll come out tomorrow, but it's going to be after 2."

"2 am, geez [n/n] I didn't know you'd be willing to come out that early," Kamida joked.

"I meant 2 pm," I corrected.

"Okay," he chuckled as Meri-chan pipped in.

"But if you're late again, you're buying lunch this time."

"Okay, bet, but what if I'm not?" I inquired, my fingers tapping on my desk.

"Mmmmmmm," she hummed, seemingly to be thinking.

"It's fine I'll pay for lunch tomorrow."

"Alright, but don't use it as an excuse to be late."

"I won't," I reassured her. "Anyway, I'm gonna go watch a few more episodes of Code Geass with my bro-"

"You still need to watch Dragon Ball Z," Kamida interrupted.

"And you need to watch Juuni Taisen," I countered, emphasizing the "you".

"Yeah, yeah," he brushed it off. "Anyway, go have fun with your bro. We'll call again later on tonight."

"Alright, bye guys." I left the call and closed out of discord then proceeded to shut my laptop.

Kamida and Meri-chan were my two friends from school; we've known each other since childhood. 'Course Meri-chan isn't Meri-chan's real name, that's just a nickname Kamida and I gave her. Occasionally, they called me [n/n]-chan but not too often. Then there are times where we call Kamida, Kami-kun, but mainly Meri-chan does it out of spite since Kamida doesn't like it. Especially when Meri-chan does it in her kawaii voice. Those two are the only ones outside of family that have the same vibe I do, that's probably why we've been friends for so long.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hey, you guys ever wish fictional characters could become real?" I randomly asked out of the blue, staring up at the white ceiling as I waited for my friends over the call to answer my question.

"All the time," Meri-chan answered.

"We know simp," Kamida smugly commented.

"Nuuu!" Meri-chan pouted while Kamida and I laughed. "Hey, if anything [n/n] is the simp over here, she's the one actual crushing on the characters."

"Hey don't call me out like that."

"Ha! She doesn't deny it," Kamida jeered.

"Okay, what about you and Android 21?"

"Ack-" Kamida blurted before muting himself, causing me and Meri-chan to giggle. A few seconds pass by before he unmuted himself. "Why are you asking this question [n/n]?"

"No reason in particular-"

"Are you sure it's not you wanting to talk about Juuni Taisen?"

"No- it's not just that. I just think fictional characters would make reality interesting."

"Right..."

"Meri-chan if you could bring someone from Juuni Taisen to-"

"My boy Uuma! You should know this by now."

"Bruh-"

"Well, it's either that or Usagi, and I rather be alive thank you."

"Who's Uuma again?" Kamida inquired, not knowing who was who quite yet since he hasn't watched the Anime.

"Uuma is the warrior of the horse," I informed him.

"Right," Kamida mumbled before letting out a yawn.

"You sound tired, go to sleep!" Meri-chan told Kamida.

"No, you go to sleep."

"Guys, we're all on the same timezone. If one of us goes to sleep then we all do," I stated. "It makes sense since we're all planning on meeting up tomorrow."

"I guess we go to sleep," Meri-chan said bluntly.

"Yeah, alright, goodnight guys," Kamida yawned.

"Night."

"Night guys."

With that, we each left the call. I, however, didn't fall asleep right away. I woke up late and the night was still pretty early, so I opened up the Funimation app on my phone. Scrolling through the list of saved Anime, most of which were halfway through since my brother and I are watching them together, I came across Juuni Taisen.

"Why not..." I muttered to myself as my finger tapped on the Anime and went right to click on episode 7, In Like a Dragon, Out Like a Snake (Part 1).

By the time I finished episodes 7 and 8, it was 2 am when my eyes glanced at the clock in the top corner of my phone. Sighing to myself, I leaned over and snatched my charger off the nightstand, plugging it in the wall before connecting the other end to my phone. Turning off my phone, I placed it on the nightstand and snagged my sleep mask, putting that on my head.

As I laid there on my bed, silence flooded the room, not a sound to be heard but my own breathing. Vines of sorrow began to grow on me as the feeling of loneliness came over me. I tried to pull myself out of the emotion, turning over and wrapping my arms around the plain bodypillow in an attempt to comfort myself. In the end, it only helped slightly. It didn't erase the pain because I knew there were no arms that would hug me back. A tear escaped my eyes before I pulled my mask over them, and a final thought appeared in my mind before I entered the dream realm.

'I wish I wasn't alone...'

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Congratulations, Tatsumi {Ani|Otouto}, warrior of the {dragon|snake}!" Duodecuple exclaimed. "You are the winner of the 12th Juuni Taisen, everyone give yourself a hand!" The man started to applaud but soon stopped. "The antidote has settled in by now. You'll be fine."

{"Tch|Alright"} the Tatsumi brother simply responded.

"Now that you've won the Juuni Taisen, you can make one wish of your choice. Would you like to make your wish now, or would you like for it to be granted later?"

"In all honesty, when I arrived at the Juuni Taisen I wished for {nothing|money}, I didn't need anything else really but now that {I'm here|I had time to think about} I don't want to wish for {nothing|money}."

"Oh, do you have another wish in mind?" Duodecuple inquired the Tatsumi brother sitting in front of him, alone.

"Yeah... I wish me and my brother were never apart of the Juuni Taisen."

[sangyoonn]

~BAKUGOU X READER~

“YO!”

I shot up from my desk, fell asleep in class again. I look up to see Aizawa staring me down with his death glare.

“Sorry sir.” I apologize.

“Fall asleep again and ill send you to Nezu.” He threatened. I nodded and opened my note book.

I heard a snicker behind me, i didnt have to turn to see who it was, I already knew. Bakugou Katsuki, the boy i look up to the most, but at the same time hate his guts. He gets good grades, famous even though he doesn’t realize it, winner of the sports festival, heck, he’s even popular with some of the girls around here. None of them say so to his face because the are scared he’ll bite their head off but i hear them talking about him quite often when he’s not around.

Though he has everything i wish i had, he treats me like trash. The amount of times he’s locked me out of my dorm, or shoved me in the hallways, and almost make me drop my food tray at lunch. I don’t get why he does it but i try to ignore it.

The bell rings and every one starts to pack up to head home. I stand. Up and put my backpack on, i look at Bakugou who is still putting books in his bag.

I wonder how spiky his hair is, like would it hurt to touch?

Bakugou notices me staring and barks at me. “What are you lookin at extra?!”

I snap out of it and turn to leave the class room, i forgot i have work in 30 minutes. I rush out and go to the bathroom to change into my uniform. I would change at work but I don’t have time now. Once i finished i ran out of the school and onto the bus to take me to the small caffe i work.

I finally get there, thank goodness we weren’t busy.

“Hey Y/N.” I’m greeted my my boss, they hand me my apron. “We need more coffee made, and I’m heading out for the night.” I put on my apron and smile. “Got it, have a good night.” I start making some coffee and stocking somethings in the back. The bell goes off and i head out to great the customer.

I walk out to the dinning area and see Mina,Kiri, Denki and, to my surprise, Bakugou. Mina waves and runs up to me.

“Heyyyy Y/N!! I didnt know you worked here!!” She’s jumping up and down at the point.

“Yeah I’ve worked her for a couple months.” I laugh, “here you guys can sit here.” I show them to a booth buy a window.

Denki slides in with Mina while Bakugou sits by the window and stares out of it. Kiri sits next to him.

“So what are guys doing here?” I ask. I never see anyone from UA, or my class at least, come in here.

“Welllllll,” Mina looks through the menu. “The four of us wanted to go out to eat as we do and Bakugouuuuu suggested we come here~”

I look at Bakugou and he keeps looking out the window but growls.

“Oh? That’s different. Didnt know you were the cafe type Katsuki~” i taunt. He turns at me and looks at me. His eyes are so red, I could feel my soul leave my body with that stare.

“Are you owing to take our order or what?” He snaps.

“Right.” I write down what they wanted and take it to the chef. While waiting for their food Mina calls me out.

“Yeah? What’s up?”

“I was just wondering, you go home on the weekends right? Instead of staying at the dorms?”

“Yeah i do, why?” I lean against on of the tabes behind me.

“Well i know yo pretty much walk every where and it’s Friday so I’m guessing you’re going home after this?”

“What are you getting at Mina?” I fold my arms.

“Well you have to walk through a bad area to get home, so Bakugou offered to walk you home tonight.”

“WHAT? I I DID NOT YOU-“ Kiri tried shut Bakugou up but he shoved Kiri off. “I’ll kill you, you alien freak!”

Mina looks back at me. “Bakugou lives right down the street from you anyway so I’m sure he wont mind.”

I look at Kiri still trying to calm Bakugou down. “That’s a nice offer but i should be fine.” I rub my neck. Though I would feel safer going home, she was right it wasn’t the best part of town.

“At least once, to pay you back for dinner.” She begs.

“He doesn’t seem to thrilled about it though.” I say

“He’s fineeeeeee.” she insists.

I sigh, “fine once.”

“Yayyyy!” She claps. I emailed and walk back to get their food.

After about an hour they all leave except Bakugou, he sitting in the booth doing homework. I go out to refill his coffee. He doesn’t look at me when i walk over.

“Hey listen you can go home, I’m not done for two more hours and i only agreed with Mina so she would stop begging.” I say after filling his drink. Of course he doesn’t respond and keeps reading. I roll my eyes and walk to the back to finish my work.

Two hours later and no one else came in the store. I take of my apron, grab my bag and stay goodnight to my co workers. I walk out to the dinning room and see that bakugou left. I sigh, disappointed he didnt stay, and walk out the door, a slight breeze hits me and i zip up my jacket.

“Let’s go.” A voice next to me makes me jump a bit.

“I told you to go home.” I told bakugou. He walks by me and i start to follow.

“To late, we’re both heading in the same direction now.” He grunts. I roll my eyes and keep walking. After a while of walking, he speaks up.

“Why didnt you tell anyone you walk this way every weekend?”

Took back by his question it takes me a second to answer.

“I- well, i didnt want to bother anyone with it, its a weekend to everyone is ever to do their own thing.”

“What you don’t have parents to come pick you up?” He looks down at me. That’s another annoying thing about him. Always looking down on me, acting better all the time rubbing it in my face.

“No, my parents don’t live with me. My aunt does but she’s never around.” I look down.

“Then why don’t you just stay at the dorms on the weekend?” he asks.

“I’d rather be in my home even if no one is there. Plus I don’t have a Mineta knocking on my door all the time.”

He didnt say anything after that. We walked the rest of the way in silence.

We get to my house and turn to thank him.

“Well here we are and this doesn’t have to happen again.” I smile and start to unlock my door.

“Tch,” i hear bakugou grunt.

I look at him “got something to share Katsuki?”

“Do you work tomorrow?” He asks between his teeth.

“Yeah same time.”

“Then i see you when you get off.”

“No once was enough. I don’t need to be aggravating you more than you already are.”

“Tch whatever, its not like its out of my way you extra.” He glare at me, why is he so mad all the time? “Keep getting me free coffee and we’ll call it even.”

“Ughh fine, I’m tp exhausted to argue with you right now.” I go inside. “Goodnight, ill see you then i guess.”

He huffs and leaves my porch.

I shut the door and pass out on my couch, didn’t bother changing or getting a shower since I didn’t have school. Why is he being nice all of the sudden, his attitude changes when no one is around. I was to tired to figure it out, i fall asleep shortly after that.

*****

A couple weeks go by and Bakugou never missed walking me home each weekend. Every walk is in silence usually, occasionally ill try to start conversation but he always shrugs me off. When he does talk to me, its always yelling at me because I’m walking too close to him or that i was late for class.

I’m finishing up my shift for the evening and notice Bakugou start packing up his books from his usual seat in the dinning room. I go up to him and of course he acts like I’m not even there. I don’t get it, why does he even bother doing this if his going to acts so rude about it. I roll my eyes and follow behind him. It got closer outside, wish i brought a bigger coat. I sigh to myself.

We walk for awhile then i try with him again.

“So.” I start.

“What do you want?” He growls, still looking ahead down the sidewalk.

“I was wondering, why did you suggest to go the cafe that i work at with your friends?”

He doesn’t respond but I’m not letting it slide this time. It’s been on my mind for the past couple weeks.

“Ill keep following you till i get an answer. Even if that means i follow you to your house.” I nudge him.

“Tch.” He moves over from me.

“Following you home it is then.”

It got quiet, i looked down and watch my feet as i walked.

“I saw your shirt. “ he says almost whispering. “When you ran out of the school in your stores uniform, I’ve never heard of it and those so called “friends” you say wouldn’t stop bugging me on picking a place to eat.”

“I didnt see you though.” I say surprised.

“Probably because you were running so fast, almost ran Mineta over.”

“Oh.” I look up at him, I swear i might have seen him blush a little. I laugh a little.

Of course that sets him off. “What are you laughing at nerd?!”

“Nothing nothing. Oh look I’m home ill see you tomorrow.” I wave and run to my door before he can start yelling at me again.

I wake up the next morning with a cold, wonderful. That’s what i get for not wearing more layers. I got out of bed to get some water but felt dizzy so i went back to bed to try and finish some homework. I also called work to let them know I wasn’t coming in. I had no way of telling bakugou, guess he’ll just have to hear from my boss when he goes in.

I finish a couple pages of my assignments but I couldn’t keep my eyes open with this headache. I decide to take a brake and try to sleep it off.

I jolt up to a banging on my door, i swear if my aunt lost her keys again I’m going to lose it. My head was still pounding, how long was I asleep? I open the door and to my surprise, Bakugou of all people was on my porch.

I rub my head not in the mood to hear him yell at me for whatever reason. “Can i help you?”

“You could have said something that you weren’t at work?” Hes not raising his voice for once.

“Well I didnt have a way of doing that now do i?”

He looks away “Tch,”

“So can i help you? I’d really like to go back to bed.”

“Is your aunt still not here?” He folds his arms.

“No, not for another week or so.” I suddenly felt dizzy and nearly trip. Bakugou eyes widened and he reaches out in attempt to grab me if i fell.

he realizes what he was doing and straightened back right. “Okay look I’m already here and I doubt you did anything today so get in bed and ill make food or something.”

I know that was supposed to be nice but the way he said it sounded like a threat.

“I- ugh fine whatever.” I move aside to let him in. It’s pretty embarrassing how messy the house was but I’ve been busy.

“Geez is cleaning not a part of your lifestyle brat?” He mocks me. I ignore him and go back to my bed and I crawl under the covers.

“Did you have water or take medicine?” I hear Bakugou stand in my door way. I peek out from the covers.

“No.”

“Did you eat?”

“No.”

“Wow how do you survive by yourself so often.” He shakes his head and walks out to the kitchen and comes back with water and Advil. “Here, drink it before you fall asleep.”

I listen to him and hide back under the covers.

“Tch.” I hear him close my blinds and leave the room, closing the door behind him. He’s acting so weird, ill ask him about it when i wake up, it is nice having him here though.

“Mmh.” I roll over in my bed and check the time, I slept for a couple hours and feel somewhat better. There’s a bowl of soup on my nightstand, still hot. Bakugou must have just made it. I smile and get out of my bed to go see if he left, not that i wanted him gone. I walk out to the living room and see him sitting on the couch on his phone. He notices me and gives me his usual annoyed look.

“Feeling better i see? I can go home?”

I look at him, “well its not like i asked you to come here so you can leave when you want.” It looks like he cleaned my house up a little as well, the books were back on the shelves and dishes put away. “What are you doing all this anyway? Are you doing this so i owe you later?” I fold my arms.

He ruffles his hair, i still wonder what it feels like...

“Are you an idiot?” He stands up and walks toward me, “the longer I’ve been around you the more i realize how you obviously cant take care of yourself properly. Did you even eat the food i put in your room?”

I look down to hid my face and shake my head.

“Tch you really are helpless.” He was so close to me i was able to smell the caramel sent coming off of his body. I slowly look up at him and his eyes meet mine. He looked mad but concerned at the same time.

He looks up and down my face, “do you ever get any sleep? Your eye bags are awful.”

“Geez.” I look away, “your so good at trying to win people over Katsuki.” I say sarcastically.

“Whatever, go eat the food before it gets cold. I didnt make it for nothing.”

I nod and walk back to my room. I stop in the middle of the hall and turn at bakugou. “A-are you going home?”

This is stupid.

“Huh? I don’t know. If you feel fine then yeah.”

I want him to stay.

“Oh, okay.” I say fidgeting with the end of my shirt.

“But, if you need me to stay, my old hag wont mind.”

I look at him “I-i wasn’t asking you-“

“Come on, youre too easy to read, now go eat the stupid soup before i change my mind.”

I go to my room and finish the food, he was a good cook. I bring the empty bowl out to the kitchen, bakugou was putting the leftovers on the fridge.

“So there’s blankets in the closet and the couch is a pullout.”

I look at the time, it way past the time he usually goes to bed. great i messing his schedule up.

“Alright.” He closes the fridge.

“I’m sorry i kept you up late. I apologize for all this.”

“Like you said it was my choice so stop apologizing or ill get mad.”

I nod. We stand there in silence before bakugou breaks it.

“It’s late so you should go to bed.”

“Right, well goodnight.”

“Yeah.”

I smile and walk to my room and jump in bed, my eyes were so heavy i fell asleep immediately. As i was drifting off i thought i heard someone come in my room and wrap my sheets around me. I felt them move my hair from my face and kiss the top of my head.

“Night you idiot.”

*****

Yawnnnn

I wake up the next morning to the smell of food. I sit up feeling much better, and i have work tonight as well. I walk out o the kitchen to see bakugou already awake.

“Here. Eat.” He puts a plate down at the table.

“Good morning to you too.” I say as i sit down.

He grunts and sits down across from me. He looked tired, i can only imagine, the pull out couch is awful to sleep on. The couch in general isn’t the best even if he were to sleep on that.

We finish our food and he gets ready to leave.

“You work right.” He picks up his bag.

I nod “yeah i feel fine enough to go.”

“Right.” He opens the door to go home, “ill pick you up then.”

“Okay, thank you for everything.” I smile.

“Tch yeah whatever, start wearing bigger coats so it doesn’t happen.” With that he turns and heads home. I wave but of course he doesn’t do the same.

I look around my house and smile to myself. He is something else, i cant figure him out. He’s so cold to me at school yet he does this. I shake my head, I don’t have time to figure it out, i need to get a shower and mentally prepare myself for work later.

Several hours later and I’m at work, its a busy night, so of course they had me stay late to help clean.

“Sooo,” my co worker pulls me in the back. “What’s up with the boy?” She asks eagerly.

“What? Nothing. He just got roped into walking me home.”

“Sureeee.” She crosses her arms. “Ya know how many times I’ve caught him catching a glimpse at ya? It’s cute the way he smirks when ya laugh with the customers.” She nudges me.

“Yeah right, him? I’m sorry but I don’t think we are talking about the same person.” I laugh, and begin stocking shelves.

She helps me, “yeah, the blond boy, always reading in the corner booth.”

“Yeah but-“ i get interrupted by the bell.

“Speak of the devil.”

I roll my eyes and go out to Bakugou.

“Hey sorry i need to work a little later, we got busy.” I hand him his usual coffee.

“Whatever, just hurry up.” He looks like he just woke up. He probably was catching up on sleep. I go to the back and he goes to his booth.

“Well if you ain’t gonna take him i will.” My co worker smirks a me.

“Good luck, i dont think anything makes that man happy.”

It took me an hour to finish work and i was exhausted. I go to meet Bakugou in the dinner room and we head out. Once again, i forgot my coat.

“You really are an idiot.” Bakugou grunts. “Do you not own a winter coat?”

“I do but its packed with my winter clothes, i forget to bring it out.”

“Then stop forgetting.”

“Gee great advice.” I rub my arms.

He looks down, his red eyes looking angrily at me. “Your such a pain.” He puts his arm around my arm. His hand warming against my skin.

“What are you doing?” I jump a bit startled.

“I dont feel like taking care of you a second time, so...”

he trails off and doesn’t say anything the rest of the way home. He felt so warm this close to me, and him using his quirk to keep me warm felt nice.

We get to my house and he lets me go.

“Um Katsuki?”

“What is it now nerd?”

“Can i get your phone number, just in case something like that happens again?”

“Tch i told you it shouldn’t happen again if you wore a coat.”

“Yeah i know...”

he stares at me for a second then lets out a sigh. “I left my number on your fridge. I’m going home.”

My eyes widen and rush inside to get the number. I must have missed it this morning. I put the number in and text him.

Me: hey

Katsu: I’m going to bed moron.

Me: just checking. Night.

Katsu: right

I set my phone on my desk and head to bed.

*****

Anther week starts and I’m back in class. I take my seat just as Mina run over and sits on my desk.

“Heyy girl I’ve been meaning to ask how the walk home went with Explosion boy a couple weeks ago~”

“It was fine.” I look at her confused. “A couple weeks ago?”

“Yeah?” She smiles.

“Um hes been walking me home each weekend.”

“HE HAS?”

I look behind me to make sure Bakugou didnt show up yet.

“Youre telling me you haven’t been forcing him to take me home?”

“No i just said the one time. I didnt know he kept going back.”

I lean back in my chair. He’s doing this himself? What’s he getting at? I was about to talk to Mina more about it but Bakugou came in along with Aizawa. My eyes follow him as he walks by me.

I didnt pay attention in class that day.

We all head back to our dorms after school and i hang with Kiri and Iida most of the night. I go back to my room to finish homework, i was up writing a paper until midnight and remembered i didnt have dinner. I decide to go to the kitchen to see if there were leftovers. On my way there i see bakugou sitting in the common room.

“Youre up late.” I still wanted to ask him about the walking me home bit.

I ignores me and keep scrolling through his phone. I walk over and sit next to him.

“What do you think youre doing nerd?” He moves over from me.

“Why did you keep walking me home?” I ask sternly.

“What are you going on about again.”

“No one is forcing you to do it. Mina did the one time so why did you keep doing it?”

He stayed silent. His eyes fixated on his phone.

“Why?”

“Why do you care.”

“I- i dont know. Youre just acting weird.”

“Idiot.”

I sigh. “Fine whatever.” I get up and start walking back to my room.

“Y/N.”

I roll my eyes and turn around. “What-“ he cuts me off and pulls me in. Next thing i know his lips are pressed against mine. My eyes widen in shock. My whole body froze.

He pulls away and his eyes meet mine. “That answer your questions you idiot?”

“I- i guess so.” I feel myself blush and i look down to hide my face.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 255: "Hospital”

Previously on BnHA: Aizawa and Present Mic found out their dead best friend Shirakumo was necromanced by All for One and Ujiko and turned into everyone’s favorite villain mom bartender M.D., Kurogiri! Gran Torino and Naomasa were all “hey you guys should talk to him and see if you can restore his memories through the power of friendship” and so they all sat down together to do that. Kurogiri was all “so tell me how is my son Shigaraki Tomura, I love him so much, he is so emo and I must protect him” and Aizawa and Mic were all “THIS GUY HASN’T CHANGED ONE IOTA” and Aizawa started crying and was all “SHIRAKUMO LET’S GET MARRIED AGAIN AND BE HEROES TOGETHER LIKE WE ALWAYS WANTED.” Oh and also we found out Aizawa only fake expelled his previous students and it was just so that he could PREPARE THEM FOR LIFE!! and afterwards they got to go back to U.A. again and live happily ever after. And so basically I’ve lost track of how many hugs Aizawa needs here now but it’s a lot.

Today on BnHA: Shiraguri’s brainwaves start going all wonky and everyone is like “OH SHIT IT’S WORKING” and Aizawa and Mic decide it’s time to shift this drama into overdrive, so they get right up against the glass and start shouting “YOU’RE OUR FRIEND!!” and stuff over and over until IT FINALLY WORKS!! and Kurogiri’s face shifts into Shirakumo’s. Somehow the effect is incredibly sad and moving rather than terrifying as fuck, but unfortunately all Kumo can manage to get out is “hospital” before his mind overloads and he passes out. Fortunately for our heroes, “hospital” is actually an awesome clue which can totally lead them to Tomura and Ujiko’s location if they play their cards right, probably! Or at least Hawks seems really psyched about it, idk. Anyway so the chapter ends with Ujiko going FULL MAD SCIENTIST and wreaking havoc on Tomura’s body in order to -- I’m pretty sure, anyway -- turn him into some kind of fully sentient ultimate high end Noumu. Welllllll shit.

so that sure was a fun little wrinkle last week, huh. the two biggest scanlators deciding that in the spirit of the holidays, they were going to stop translating WSJ series and instead support the official releases out of the goodness of their hearts and definitely not at all because Shueisha was eyeing them threateningly and making little throat-slitting gestures. that was a ride. these are interesting times lol

but at any rate, if this is how it’s going to be for now then I’ll adjust! it is nice to have everyone support the official release, and obviously the image quality is way better, and Caleb’s translations are by and large pretty good. and obviously we’ll get used to reading the chapter on Sundays instead of Fridays (hell, I remember when the SJ leaks still came out on Wednesdays, so it’s not like we haven’t done this same old song and dance before lol). but Friday did happen to be a more convenient day for my schedule personally, so it might take a bit of adjusting for me to figure out what my posting schedule is going to be moving forward

anyways so I’m sorry this recap is so ridiculously late, but here we go at last!

so the Tartarus guard, who by the way is very clearly Seiji’s dad (WHEN ARE THE SHIKETSU KIDS COMING BACK), is tapping frantically at his touch screen even though it’s not doing anything, and he says he’s detecting unusual brainwaves. omg

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK IT MEANS, OBVIOUSLY THEY UNLOCKED THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP, MAN! THEY DID IT

omfg. the guard just says “he’s agitated.” I’m going to need you to have more hype than that my good sir. please

holy shit Nao

attention everyone, HAS ANYONE SEEN NAOMASA’S FUCKING CHILL, BECAUSE HE SEEMS TO HAVE FUCKING MISPLACED THAT SHIT. someone please explain to this man that there is a time and a place to play good cop bad cop and this is not it. “oh, Shirakumo is starting to recover his memories? well then [busts into the prison cell and grabs him by the collar and slams him against the wall] WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR!?”

(ETA: so apparently Nao’s detective instincts are cleverer than mine. he saw that Kumo was potentially going to emerge, but probably not for long, so he gave him the most important question so he could focus on answering that. good job! still not a lot of chill but hey.)

meanwhile Aizawa is all “if what they said is true I’m looking at my friend’s corpse”, while still crying by the way, and yeah, so MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE. this year Santa decided to change it up and just make everyone real sad. happy holidays

lord he’s leaping to his feet and shouting “WHO DID THIS TO YOU”

meanwhile I can’t stop staring at Present Mic with his tongue sticking out. why are you sticking your tongue out. why are anime characters like this. you know, Stain also used to stick his tongue out. Present Mic U.A. traitor confirmed

also!! so many people have beef with Ujiko, though! pretty soon they will have to take a number and get in line

oh no Kumogiri is malfunctioning

Aizawa’s all “ANSWER ME SHIRAKUMO” and OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS

I HAVE NEVER SEEN AIZAWA SHOUTA SO INTENSE AND I CAN’T TEAR MY EYES AWAY FROM THE SCREEN AHHHHH

so there’s some more of “WE WANTED TO BE HEROES TOGETHER” and “YOUR NAME IS SHIRAKUMO OBORO” and all of that other “SNAP OUT OF IT ALREADY” stuff, and you’re damn right I am eating ALL THAT SHIT right up, hell yes. IT’S A TROPE FOR A REASON PEOPLE

oh my god

bwo...hh...?

(ETA: I feel like I should explain that although I have a subscription to Viz, I really hate how their chapter viewer is set up, so I read the chapter on one of the vertical scroll-to-read sites instead. I prefer scroll-to-read for a lot of reasons, but the biggest one is so that I can read the chapter slowly (since I’m writing as I go) without spoiling what’s in the next panel. that being said, this next page is one of the few where Viz obviously got it right, so I’ll be posting the full image.)

SDFLSDLFKHSDLKJGOISDJFOSK

（┐° o °  ┐） ( ｣｡╹o╹｡)｣

feelingsfeelingsfeelingsFEELINGS

(ETA: on a reread I am fascinated by the fact that that bandage on his nose actually seems to be A PERMANENT PART OF HIS FACE APPARENTLY lol what.)

READ THE FUCKING ROOM, DUDE. also look how tiny Gran Torino is. he thought we wouldn’t notice through all of our tears. but we did. would you like me to fetch you a box

ha ha ha so now back to the drama

heh so anyway, the fact that this smoke Shirakumo face still looks like a child is straight up destroying me. how are you guys. how is everyone. feliz navidad

FKSLDJSLK HOLD UP

IS HE TRYING TO SAY “SHOUTA”, I CAN’T, I’M?!?!!!!

ADSLFKJALSKDJW

(ETA: I think you can see Shirakumo’s eye rolling back here as he fights against the brainwashing omg. this chapter’s fucking art, though.)

YESSSSSS you keep on ticking off that checklist of clichés, Horikoshi!! I’m so weak for this shit it’s not even funny. actually that’s not true, this plotline is usually hit or miss with me, but I’ll tell you what though, if there’s one guaranteed way to have me freaking the fuck out rather than sighing and rolling my eyes, it’s to have AIZAWA FUCKING SHOUTA be the one pounding on the wall of glass and screaming at his former lover to fight the layers of conditioning waging war on his mind. ohhhhhh god

lol the brainwave detecting screen is losing its fucking shit also and beeping like crazy. this tension is so thick you could plant a flag in it yeesh

is this Kumo remembering stuff??!

(ETA: thank you to the anon who pointed out I posted the wrong image earlier lol.)

why do shounen characters always recall events from a third-person camera view. curse this ambiguous flashback

AHHHHH

HOSPITALLLL ahh what??? “SHOUTA, HOSPITAL.” oh my god. Shirakumo I commend you for not having your first words after dying and being brought back to life and brainwashed for 15 years and then waking up in a straitjacket in a prison cell be, “FUCK ME OH FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE FUCK.” you and I are very different people but I respect that

HOLY SHIT HIS HEAD EXPLODED

so now everyone’s freaking out and we’re zooming in on Kumo’s eye again. by the way this is going to kill me when it’s animated oh god

OH NO THE PANEL WENT BLACK AND IT GOT ALL SILENT

(ETA: hmm I don’t think Caleb Cook knows what “whump” means nowadays. whump is what I wish we had here. instead it’s just lots of hurt but very little comfort. JUST LOTS OF PAIN AND SADNESS.)

Horikoshi please have mercy oh lord. also I see their hands touching, you. they honestly should be gripping each other fucking white-knuckled, this is all very traumatic. I think that if Shouta was holding Mic’s hand while his other hand was pressed against the glass I would probably start sobbing for real

what the fuck

did they knock him back out?? they seem really calm and optimistic about all this lol

oh godddddd

HE’S NOT CRYING YOU’RE CRYING SHUT UP. GOD, MIC, WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST GIVE HIM A HUG ALREADY??

so now they’re bidding farewell to Nao and Gran -- and HOLY SHIT --

okay hold up -- I just realized -- Kumo was trying to give them a hint about Ujiko’s location. holy shiiiiit. PLEASE START INVESTIGATING HOSPITALS, NAO AND GRAN. holy shit the Noumu arc is heating uppppp

Aizawa’s asking what’s happening with Kurogiri now, and I feel like he maybe should have asked that immediately after the fact rather than as an afterthought while they were getting ready to leave but okay

Nao says he kind of “short-circuited or something” and yeah that tracks with what we saw. though it sure does make that “THAT’S ALL FOR TODAY FOLKS, GOOD JOB BOYS, YOU GET A GOLD STAR” business just SUPER WEIRD though, but let’s be real, Nao has been swinging and missing with striking the right tone all day today

and now Gran is apologizing to Mic and Aizawa for the exquisite emotional torture he just put them through, but he says something is bound to come from it. WELL YEAH NO SHIT IT HAD GODDAMN BETTER

Aizawa apparently hasn’t run out of sad/tired/haunted expressions yet, if you can believe it

pretty soon everyone is going to be sad, tired, and traumatized! heh. it’s going to be so fucked up hahaha crying smiling emojiiiii

oh hey and we’re cutting to another flashback of AFO doing what he does best, being callously dismissive of human lives!

this guy. right here. is a rat bastard. for real. also Horikoshi sure picked a hell of a chapter to go all out on the art again, jesus. this is probably the first time I’ve looked at AFO’s fucked up face and actually thought “yep, that’s a mutilated human man” rather than “shouldn’t you be out floating in space with your asteroid friends trying to smash the Millennium Falcon?” so anyways yeah this panel is a big NOPE from me, thank you

but on the other hand, when Horikoshi uses those art powers for good, such as carefully penciling in every last individual hair of Aizawa’s perpetual five o’clock shadow, that I don’t mind so much!

yes. yes good

so now they’re vrooming off, and we’re hanging back with Gran and Nao for a minute

YESSSSS GOOD JOB NAO!!

looooool it’s ringing up the head of the HPSC and her phone’s buzzing and she’s giving it this hella dramatic look. like this is some patented Todoroki-level dramatic whooshing right here

that’s just how dramatic this entire arc is going to be, hopefully

WAIT WHAT’S HAPPENING NOW

IS THAT A CODED MESSAGE FOR HIM TO GO CHECK OUT THE HOSPITAL. AND HOW BUSY ARE YOU, HAWKS. ARE YOU THE “I AM IN SOME DEEP, DEEP TROUBLE” KIND OF BUSY, OR JUST THE STAYING-IN-CHARACTER KIND OF BUSY. YOU CASUAL BASTARD, WHO CAN EVEN TELL WITH YOU, I’LL JUST HAVE TO SCROLL DOWN TO SEE

oh hh my go

“LITTLE LATE TO ASK ABOUT THIS STUFF” so he comes from the Bakugou Katsuki school of tutoring, eh

I love that he actually followed through on explaining the PLF’s philosophy to Twice. and Twice is such a good boy. he’s studying so diligently. look, he didn’t ask to join a doomsday cult, it just kind of happened so now he’s just doing his best to figure it all out

and it definitely was a coded message, then. smoooooth, HPSC lady, smooth. so I wonder if the fact that she gave him a specific hospital implies a time jump. because I don’t think she’d have him investigate just any old hospital until they had a better lead and/or a more solid idea of what they were looking for

lol what the fuck

well I sure do not have any idea what this man is talking about

-- HOSDFLKJDLY SHIT WE’RE CUTTING TO UJIKO WE ARE CUTTING TO FUCKING UJIKO RED FUCKING ALERT!!!

HE’S TALKING ABOUT TOMURA I’M NOT CALMMMMMMMM AHHHHHH

FUCCKLKL FUCK THE WHAT HOLY SHIT WHAT DID HE DO

oh my god oh my god oh m

he made Tomura a Noumu. holy fucking shit that’s what he did. of course. so he’ll be able to possess multiple quirks, but because he benefits from Ujiko’s years of high end Noumu research, his sense of self will remain intact

AND DOESN’T THIS PROCESS JUST LOOK EVER SO PLEASANT. jesus christ. he’s not even allowed to lie down, for some reason this procedure can only be done while he’s hovering over the bed Exorcist-style with his mouth locked open in a silent scream (ETA: or is that actually his laughter we’re seeing?? because this panel wasn’t raw enough already I guess??) while random spurts of blood come chucking out all over the place. well that’s just

and Tomura fucking volunteered for this. how many scores of others didn’t?? holy fucking shit Ujiko. it’s not easy to be the most evil man in a chapter where a foil-wrapped potato with eye holes started waxing poetic about all the children he harvested and killed like some kind of bloodthirsty sommelier, but YOU FOUND A WAY. dancing a fucking jig while your so-called masterpiece is being gruesomely tortured in the foreground. man if there’s any justice in the world, we’ll find out in this arc that Ujiko used science to make himself immortal so that once he’s finally captured they can just keep killing him over and over again. I do not like him!!

so that’s it! we really are doing this thing, holy shit. Noumu arc here we come. see you guys next decade har dee har

[fatiguing-thoughts]

What is your opinion on Bella? Also the rest of the Cullens? I know you like the pack more (same) but do you like Bella/the Cullens too?

Ooof *knuckle cracking* this is gonna be a long one. Let’s just say there’s a reason my canon is different than smeyer’s. I enjoyed the potential of her story and characters, believed she ruined a lot of them. 

Welllllll, even as a younger child I kinda couldn’t stand Bella. As I get older, I dislike her still. I found her and Edward to be on the toxic side truthfully-- as many people do. I think that there were parts of her that I related to, though. More so on the isolation aspect of things, I tend to shut down myself during my very low points. Though at one point-- especially in the movies-- I feel like her motives were to have sex and turn into a vampire as opposed to actually being with Edward. I feel like there was some fetishizing of vampirism and Edward as opposed to the desire to marry him. I could be wrong but I did get those vibes at some points. Bella was someone who I felt was someone that I think I would want to yell at if I ever had to meet her. 

Edweird pissed me off a lot. He was such a frickin baby who was controlling about her seeing her friends, saying they were dangerous even though he plotted on killing her and murdering an entire class of innocent students. He spent an entire summer with her before running away-- plotting it. I miss the eddy that killed rapists and murderers. that’s the eddy I like. There were moments I liked him and moments i wanted to hit him. 

Overall, the Cullen family has things I enjoy and things that I despise. 

Emmett- true king. Cared deeply for his birth family before vampirism. He was incredibly loyal and caring throughout the entire series, trying to befriend everyone and be an all around good guy. Best husband award ever goes to him. Personality wise my favorite Cullen “child.” 12/10. Big muscle meat head with way more depth than is given to him at first glance-- wished we learned more about him and got to see more of his moments of greatness. 

Rosalie- had a shit hand dealt to her. Very pretty. I liked her a bit in the beginning-- and grew to respect her after her story came about and empathized, understanding why she was so harsh at times. I felt bad that she would always long for a life she could never have, watching someone else live the dream she always wanted. THOUGH, I hated when she bashed the pack and gave Jacob the food in a dog bowl. Real bitch move. I get the whole natural enemies and insane natural desire to just kill each other but come on this is beyond much. You guys already teamed up and fought for a common cause. Put your petty bs behind you and grow up. Treat them with respect bc they come to the Cullen’s rescue every time. Fucked up if you ask me. I will also give her points for helping Bella a lot even though she didn’t want her around. 

Esme- also an angel. wish she yelled at her “kids” more though. Kinda feel like she would be super nice and caring to everyone-- like her usual demeanor. I would let her make me dinner, I would hug her. I consider her a loving, motherly figure. 

Carlisle- good doctor, trying to help humanity as best as he could even though he believed his soul was damned regardless. I appreciate that he tried to do only good despite understanding that it would likely still have the same end result as if he let loose. I like that he was a good father figure, trying to live as normal life as he could provide for him and his family. Love that he cared for the pack too when they needed his medical attention. Pretty cool guy, I think. Might’ve had a fling with Aro but who really knows.

Alice- I enjoyed that she was bubbly and sweet, also wish she wasn’t bitchy to the wolves. I enjoy her constant desire to help and independent state of mind-- trying to tell cowboy to back off and let her do what she needs. When she moved over to Jacob to stop her visions, to “close her eyes for once” I felt kinda bad but also you go back and forth between berating jake and this kinda stuff so that’s kinda not cool dude. Also had times where I was annoyed with her character, but overall helpful and wanted the best for everyone. 

Jasper- his hair in eclipse caught me. I enjoyed him in the beginning but grew very uncomfortable with his character after learning he was a confederate. I always wished he could’ve been a spy from the union, trying to dismantle the south bc it would’ve been so much better. alas smeyer didn’t make it that way so that disappoints me. Attractive man, loves his wife very much. I always found his power to be so interesting, but so much potential for manipulation. Though I don’t remember him using it in that regard much, I haven’t read the books in ages. Lots of potential, unfortunately left an enormously bad taste in my mouth finding out about his past life’s actions and beliefs. 

so sorry you had to read all of this, but once I started I couldn’t stop. 

[tklnurse]

hi! 0-44 😇

Welllllll @breadtickles this kept me busy for awhile

0: Height - 5’4”

1: Age - 28

2: Shoe size - 7.5/8

3: Do you smoke? - Nope

4: Do you drink? - Occasionally

5: Do you take drugs? - Edibles on occasion

6: Age you get mistaken for? - Everyone thinks I’m like 21 lol

7: Have tattoos? - Yes, 5.

8: Want any tattoos? - Yessss I always want more lol

9: Got any piercings? - Right now just ear lobes and nose

10: Want any piercings? - Eh, I keep thinking about re-piercing my cartilage

11: Best friend? - I have a few

12: Relationship status - 🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️🤷🏼‍♀️

13: Biggest turn ons - Tickles of course, cuddling, having my hair played with, strong men

14: Biggest turn offs - Rudeness

15: Favorite movie - The Heat

16: I’ll love you if... - You’re nice to me lol

17: Someone you miss - *sigh*

18: Most traumatic experience - Hmm my entire life has been a traumatic experience lol

19: A fact about your personality - I’m a people pleaser

20: What I hate most about myself - I’m actually garbage

21: What I love most about myself - I’m usually nice & sometimes funny

22: What I want to be when I get older - I’m already a nurse & don’t see myself doing something else

23: My relationship with my sibling(s) - I didn’t meet them until we were already adults, but I ❤️ them usually lol

24: My relationship with my parent(s) - My mom is an angel

25: My idea of a perfect date - Dinner & a movie feat. some cuddling 🤷🏼‍♀️

26: My biggest pet peeve - Rude people/yelling

27: A description of the girl/boy I like - He’s cute, and sweet, and strong, and ticklish 😈

28: A description of the person I dislike the most - I don’t know of a person I dislike the most per we

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend - Depression/anxiety

30: What I hate most about work/school - Waking up at 3:30am 🙄

31: What my last text message says - “Oh girl were up there all day! From like 7 am to 6pm. We take full advantage of the little "free" time we have”

32: What words upset me the most - I dunno 🤷🏼‍♀️

33: What words make me feel the best about myself - cute, sweet, funny are a few of my favs lol

34: What I find attractive in women - I don’t 🤷🏼‍♀️

35: What I find attractive in men - Nice guys

36: Where I would like to live - Still in MA but more towards the East lol

37: One of my insecurities - My size

38: My childhood career choice - Veterinarian

39: My favorite ice cream flavor - Hmm. Mint chocolate chip, cookies n cream, or cookie dough... ultimate favorite is chocolate/vanilla twist soft serve

40: Who I wish I could be - Why bother wishing to be someone else? I am me.

41: Where I want to be right now - On a beach lol

42: The last thing I ate - 2 hot dogs & Doritos lol

43: Sexiest person that comes to mind immediately - 🤐

44: A random fact about anything - A woodpecker’s tongue is 10cm long and wraps around the inside of their skull, you’re welcome

[absurdninjagodetails]

NS13 Translations (S13E1 - Shintaro)

Lloyd: You're still in the mood for video games?!

Cole: Well I'm resting today, why can't I play some video games?

Lloyd: We've all been good for weeks, this place is a MESS! We've got to do the laundry, sweep the leaves, gather firewood, and let's not even talk about the repairs for the cannon blasters outside the walls!

Cole: Gah... just listening to that list made me tired. You really not gonna have a round?

Lloyd: Did you not hear what I just said? Cole, we've got a lot of things to do. Wait, what game is this?

Cole: Prime Empire, duh

Lloyd: wHAT?!

Cole: What do you mean "what", what's wrong with Prime Empire? 

Lloyd: Oh nothing... except having been trapped in that game only to be turned into an Energy Cube?!

Cole: ....you really need to move on, Lloyd. Plus, it's not dangerous anymore. Unagami and Milton's fixed the issues. Now the game's hella fun! Oooh, I gotta focus on this part, I'm about to clear the level.

Lloyd: Well.... one round won't hurt, right?

[Lloyd jumps onto the couch and starts playing]

Jay: Argh, why are there so many fallen leaves?! We don't even HAVE trees in the monastery.

Nya: It blew in from over the wall, plus we've been away so long. First it was Aspheera, then we were in the Never-Realm and even got stuck in Prime Empire.

Jay: It's gonna take FOREVER to clean up ...unless?

Nya: NOPE, no wacky ideas.

Jay Aw, why not? We could clear the yard in a flash!

Nya: If Master Wu found out we used Spinjitzu to clean the leaves in the yard, he's absolutely going to blow!

Jay: Well he doesn't HAVE to find out, he's been indoors all day with his scrolls!

Nya: Don't be like that-

[Jay does Spinjitzu]

Jay: HELL YEA, HAHAH

Jay: Uh my apologies, Master Wu, I just wanted to clean up faster. Eh? What's wrong?

Nya: What's going on? Why is Master Wu skipping out on an opportunity to lecture you? That's odd.

Jay: You're right, it's like he doesn't even SEE us.

PIXAL: Good morning

Mailman: Good morning

[Wu sighs]

Lloyd: Master Wu? Are you alright? Nya and Jay said you seemed to have something on your mind.

Wu: Huh? Oh, nothing. I'm fine. I'm just studying a scroll.

Lloyd: But you haven't even opened the scroll, you're just staring blankly at the window

Misako: I have noticed that too, Wu.

Wu/Lloyd: Misako/Mother!

Misako: You've been distant lately, like you've become someone else entirely. Do you have something weighing on your mind?

Wu: (sighs) I feel... how should I say this... I feel like I've gotten old...

Lloyd: You? Old? Master, what are you even saying?! You hardly look a day over a hundred years! You're not old at all! Not to mention you're the most amazing martial artist I've ever met, your Spinjitzu is so much stronger than the rest of us combined! Plus you've even defeated everyone at the same time before! You remember that?

Wu: Yes... I do remember. That was interesting.

Lloyd: The reason we can protect the Ninjago of today was because of your teachings, Master Wu. 

Wu: That is why you young people have inherited Ninjago. The missions of late have helped you become independent.

Lloyd: That's NOT how it is!

Wu: Even without me, you've managed to escape the Prime Empire safely, defeat Aspheera, and even saved the Never-Realm. The truth remains that you six no longer need me, Lloyd.

Lloyd: THINGS ARE NOT LIKE THAT!

Wu: It's alright, Lloyd. It is the fate that all mortals have to face eventually. There will come a day when the student, too, has to continue the journey on their own.

//In the Yard//

Kai:  That's just unbelievable!

Nya: You sure there hasn't been a mistake?

Jay: It's real! There's no way it's fake! We're the intended recipients, LOOK!

Lloyd: What's happening? What's that? Is it bad news?

Zane: Well, it isn’t your average news...

Jay: LET'S GO START PACKING!

Lloyd: Huh? What's going on? Did someone find the Pot (of ???) Did Pythor return again? Or my dad? TELL ME!

Mailman: The letter you received is an invitation from the Kingdom of Shintaro.

Lloyd: Shintaro?

Mailman: Mhm!The Ivory City, this sort of thing doesn't happen everyday, how exciting!

Jay: Woohoo, what a cool card!!

Cole: This is the COOLEST card I've ever seen! And it's even fragrant!

Lloyd: Shintaro? What’s... Shintaro?

PIXAL: Shintaro is a mountainous kingdom located in the northern region of Ninjago, separate from the rest of the land. 

Zane: Supposedly speaking, the King of Shintaro rarely sends invitations to their land. Historically, people who were allowed into the Kingdom were few in number.

Jay: I heard it's a beautiful place, the MOST beautiful city in all the land, even. The people there have WINGS!! Haahha! No one could stand a chance!

Lloyd: What... does the invitation say?

Jay : "King Vangelis of Shintaro Kingdom is pleased to invite you to the Kingdom." That's absolutely necessary. "We welcome you" -huh, not bad for vocabulary - "to join in our celebration of Princess Vania's birthday".

Cole: Princess Vania? Who's that?

Nya: The King's daughter, of course!

Zane: Even today, we know little about the Kingdom, even to most it's still just a myth

Cole: Woah, looks like we're gonna have a chance to see things for ourselves!

Nya: Let's gooo!

Jay: I'm gonna go pack!!

Kai: Prepare the Bounty!

Wu: What of this... Shintaro Kingdom were you speaking of?

Lloyd: We've all been invited to go to Shintaro Kingdom to celebrate Princess Vania's birthday. Master Wu, this is a great opportunity to clear your mind!

Wu: I don’t need to clear my mind. I am not going. Misako, PIXAL and I will be staying to help clean up the place.

Lloyd: (whispering to Misako: He's so darn frustrated!) Welllllll you could still pay a visit to that legendary Kingdom? That's a once in a lifetime chance, you know?

Wu: I've already visited so many places of myth and legend in my life. This sort of place, if you've seen one you've seen all. You kids can go have fun or something. You don't need me with you.

Misako: Listen here, old Wu, I've had enough of your brooding all day in the monastery. You will be going with the ninja.

Wu: What's the use of my old bones travelling to some distant land? Mystery and adventure is meant for the young, you should know this better than anyone else.

Misako: And what do you mean by that?!

Wu: I... uh.. I mean... I was saying

Misako: Now listen, Wu. You're not just going to be going with them to Shintaro Kingdom. You're going to play hard, do you understand?!

Wu: But I... uh... Have to feed the chicken! I...

Misako: Do you hear me or not?

Misako @ Lloyd: Well, he's agreed.

Lloyd: Aw Yes! We're all in need of some de-stressing!

Zane: Although my database system can see almost any scenery I want, my words still can't express how scenic this view is!

Jay: I KNOW RIGHT? It's just so... just so... incredibly COOL!

Nya: Such a broad vocabulary, Jay. I'm impressed.

Lloyd: This place really is beautiful, isn't it, Master Wu?

Cole: Yeah, much better than cleaning the monastery, for sure.

Jay: w-wHAT IS THAT?!

Zane: For information, when this kingdom was in its early days, the surrounding mountains were said to house a terrifying species of bats, called the Dire Bats.

Cole: Dire Bats?

Zane: Many historians have debated on the existence of the species for a long time.

Jay: Heehee! It's gotta be some kind of fairytale! (Gets snatched) NOT A FAIRYTALE NOT A FAIRY TALE AaaAAA

Nya: Jay!!

Kai: They're trying to destroy the Bounty! GET LOST, DAMNED BATS\

Cole: I'm coming to get you bro!

Jay: Waaaait- WAiT LeT's Be FrieNds!

Cole: Gyah! You owe me one!

Kai: Jay! Cole! Grab the rope!

Nya: What do we do? How do we fight?!

Wu: Use your elemental powers!

Zane: Master Wu!

Jay: Nya!

Cole: HOLD ON!

Lloyd: BRACE FOR IMPACT!

Nya: How?

Kai: Uh guys? Are you seeing what I'm seeing?

Hailmar: Welcome, esteemed guests. I am Hailmar, the King's retainer. I welcome all of you to Shintaro Kingdom.

Lloyd: You saved our lives.

Hailmar: That is our duty. Dire Bats are hard to fight, which is also one reason why we hardly ever allow visitors from foreign lands. It's for their safety. Well then, let's put aside the earlier scuffle, and let me lead you into the Ivory City of Shintaro Kingdom.

Cole: That city is so... intricate.

[jawllines]

vamp harry vamp harry vamp harry but aLSO i saw an anon suggested a super cute update from the tattoo h fic where they get into a fight and yn doesn’t talk to him and h is all sad and pouty bc he just wants a cuddle now and realized he’s wrong and I NEED THAT now pls

YOU KNOW I ACTUALLY FORGOT TO POST THE WEDDING BLURB DIDN’T I? I WILL POST IT UNDER THE CUT

“Harry when’s the last time you went to a wedding?”

“1840.” Harry answered without a second thought, frowning down at the carrot he was chopping.

Y/N doesn’t think she’ll ever get used to that, no matter how many times he mentions the various years in which he was inhabiting a spot on the planet when Y/N’s grandparents weren’t even a glimmer in their own parent’s eyes. Understandably, this quick response caught her off guard, her brows dipping downward and a gaze overwrought with confusion as she wiggled herself in her spot on the counter, “Whose?”

“Queen Victoria and Prince Albert; I wore a beautiful tailored original flared frock coat -- reckon m’the one who brought it into style, everyone gives Albert the bloody credit -- and my date wore this gorgeous silk satin off the shoulder dress,” he takes a look to her, “Not a real date mind you, her father paid me a lump some of money to take her with me so she could get courted and sadly my little human wasn’t there to accompany me.” He runs his finger down the sides of the blade, swiping off any diced carrot that clung to it down to the cutting board, “Lovely reception, I stole a dance with her.”

Y/N grins, seeing him smiling fondly at the thought of it and she’s positively elated. She’d been rather nervous to bring a wedding up to him -- not because she wanted one herself, no, at least not right now. However, she got a costly parchment paper invitation to her friend Caroline from Sophomore year film studies (one of those where they were really close then, and they simply just fell out of touch apart from a spontaneous conversation every now and again) wedding. She figures because she’d been the person to set them up with limited help from Niall who was more concerned with the fact that he hadn’t lost his virginity at the time so “Why should I help someone else get their dick wet, huh?” But it had worked out well. She always liked their pictures together and felt a small glimmer of pride when she saw that they were still together since she was the matchmaker of the century.

“Welllllll, we were invited to a wedding! Minus the frock coats though,” he slides the carrots from the cutting board into a bowl so he could add it all together and mix it, “Plus, I haven’t gotten to get a new dress for anything in a long while and I’m kinda itching to spend money on something cute.”

Harry turns to face her, that permanent furrow planted deep in his brow, “I bloody hate weddings.” He stated plainly and Y/N’s face warps to match his own.

“What?” She nearly cries out, “But you just said --”

“There’s a reason the last wedding I went to was 1840, Little human.” He shakes his head, moving to chopped carrots to the broccoli, diced onions, ginger root, halved green beans, ginger root and garlic; he was making her a Ginger Veggie Stir-fry (he’s still very much pro-health considering the turmoil he puts her body through when he drinks from her, and she had a particularly shitty dinner of ordered in greasy, cheese pizza the night prior considering Harry had been working late and those are her only cheat days) and he was being quite diligent. It was the first time he was making it so it was probably a bad idea springing this on him while he was in his chef state of mind (because nothing matters as much as his dishes when he’s cooking). “The ceremonies are long and drawn out, the vows are contrived, you’re expected to stay for the reception and dance and eat the disgusting excuse for a mass produced dinner.” He shakes his head, the thought of it absurd in his mind, “Human weddings are meaningless; they divorce just as quick as they enter them most of the time. All that time and money wasted for what? A piece of paper? It’d made me irate before but now that I know what true love is with you, it only makes me angrier that they try to prove their love with that.”

Though his last statement had brought her cheeks warm and rendered her heart a bit mushy, she could feel herself deflate immensely. She couldn’t force him to an event that he didn’t want to attend -- he never made her accompany him to the two hour long meetings he was often stuck in, how could she make him come with her? It was long and albeit beautiful, the ceremony was rather boring, and the receptions could either be really fun or terrible, and the wedding cake -- god, you have to pray that they didn’t spend hundreds on something that tasted grocery store quality at best. But she hadn’t been to one in so long and there was some part of her that secretly loved them, even if she didn’t technically participate as anything but a face for the bridesmaid’s to look out at when they were trying to keep their mind off their cramping feet. She supposes that she could go with her friends or tag along with Niall and his date, but neither would be as fun as she thinks it would be with Harry, no matter his grumpy nature.

“Regardless of my distaste for them, I will attend with you,” he adds a few moments after his initial tirade and Y/N looks up, a new light in her step when she realizes he is looking at her, “I’m interested in how they have changed over time, and I don’t like when you look disheartened by something I’ve said. Wipe that sad little pout of your mouth my love.”

She sucks her bottom lip back into her mouth, biting down on a smile, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to though -- don’t want to force you into it.”

Harry pauses his cooking, walking towards where she sits on the counter and parting her legs for him to fit between, hands remaining on her thighs, “Would going to this wedding make you happy?” He inquires and when she nods, he strokes her skin with his thumbs, the metal of his rings coaxing goosebumps to the surface, “Then I will go. Little human, if you are happy, I am happy, however I do request you let me feed from the tender flesh of your thigh as my repayment for enduring such an interminable proclamation of human love. And that you do not make me dance.”

Y/N agrees to both happily, grinning wide and slipping her arms around his neck, peppering kisses onto his cheeks in rapid succession, “You can suck me dry through my thighs if you want to! And no dance floor shenanigans, promise.”

She had her fingers crossed around his head though -- she could get him on the dancefloor she bets.

Harry allows her kisses before puckering his own lips, and Y/N pushes their mouths together. It only lasts but a moment though, because Harry slips from her hold and pats on her thighs, “Now get off the counter, I need the space for the rest of the food.”

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The day of the wedding, Y/N woke up at 7AM to an already showered and partially dressed Harry fixing up the buttons on his white blouse. Perhaps she was a bit melodramatic, since the wedding didn’t start until 10AM and they were maybe just a half hour away from the venue, but she scrambled from the bed. “Why didn’t you wake me?” She had cried out, trying to wipe the sleep from her eyes and detangle from the cotton sheets spread over her bed, “We’re g’na be late!”

“You told me not to wake you until 7:05.” He had reminded her, “I woke early so that you would have ample space and time in the shower.”

She pauses on her way to the bathroom because she remembers this very distantly and the fact that he had woken earlier than needed to get ready himself, makes her reroute to where he stood in front of her mirror. Kissed him quickly, murmured a quick, “Thank you, love you,” as her apology for panicking, before she scattered to back to the bathroom. In a haste she showers, shaves, lotions up, washes her face, brushes her teeth, and does her hair in the course of forty minutes. She walks out of her bathroom to be met with Harry taking her dress from where it hung freshly pressed on the door (he’d insisted on it, even if it was just a floaty floral number), holding it until she could pull up a pair of underwear on and wrestle with a bra.

“Slow down,” he commands gently when she rushes to grab the dress from him, holding it just out of her reach, “We have plenty time, Little human, we’re not the ones getting married.”

Which -- well, that was true, she supposes. Something about having an event to go to makes her a little jittery, moving too quickly and rushing; it’s like homecoming and prom all over again, only this time she had a vampire boyfriend who was incredible at handling stressful moments, carefully helping her into her dress. He took a glittery necklace he’d bought her from her jewelry dish atop of her dresser, and slid it around her throat and clipped the two ends together. A vampire boyfriend who also sweetly reminded her to take her iron supplement because, “Tonight, m’getting between those thighs lovely.”

The drive was alright; there was some traffic and she’d been worried when she saw how backed up the highway had been, but they got there forty minutes before the ceremony and secured a spot near the front where Niall had saved them seats. Harry entertained her with stories of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert, and also trying to act as human-like as he can when they have any sort of interaction with the people around them. Like when Y/N spots another old friend (Adaline) sat in front of them and they begin chatting, catching up some at where they were in life, and who the men sitting beside them were. She’d  made the comment, “What do you guys think of the venue? It’s lovely.”

Harry had answered unprompted, as he hadn’t really spoken much in their conversation other than, “It isn’t St. James Palace, but I suppose it’s fine. Hope she can stand up to the likes of Queen Victoria.”

Y/N’s eyes had widened, a dribble of panic slipping down her spine because she wasn’t ready to give the fake “he reads history books in his free time” explanation that he’d given Niall over Harry’s outlandish comments, but she doesn’t have to. Adaline only laughs, shaking her head and pointed her finger at Y/N, “Course you would find someone with the same sense of humor as you, lucky dog. Adam can never tell when m’joking or not.”

She has to pretend that she isn’t concerned that her joking sounds like Harry’s very serious tone but merely patted Harry’s thigh, giving it a loving squeeze, and when she looks to him he is smiling to himself. He rather enjoyed when people found him funny, and what he enjoyed even more, was Y/N trying to dig their way out of a ditch he’d begun digging them.

The ceremony was beautiful; Caroline looked stunning in her dress, a proper gown embellished with beading and lace appliques fitted to her torso and fanning out into the longest train Y/N doesn’t think she’s seen in real life before. Harry held her hand during the duration of it and swipes away the tear that had beaded to her eye when they began reading their vows and the groom got choked up. Even pulled her close to him, and despite his previous adversity to weddings, this one seemed to be getting him a bit mushy himself. She reckons if they hadn’t been in public, he would have purred for her as he’s so fond of doing when he’s feeling immense love for her.

Her reception was in the same building, so they only had to go a floor up to enter it. She met up with Niall and a few of their mutual friends, got to gush to Caroline about how beautiful the wedding was and how incredible she looked, and kept Harry at her side. He spoke when he was spoken to but otherwise he was quiet and when he’d ventured off to get them more champagne, Gina -- who also shared film studies with them -- leaned in, “He’s giving me strong Edward Cullen vibes, babe -- he moves, you move, silent probably broody type, definitely gorgeous,” she laughed as she continued, “Is he a vampire or something?”

Y/N’s blood ran cold when she forced a laugh, shaking her head letting a lie slip easily from her tongue, “No, no, just shy is all. He’s a bit of a writer so he likes observing people -- can characterize them better.”  

Niall snorts, taking a drink from his flute, “Shy until someone challenges his history knowledge, that’s for sure -- grade A smart lad has a damn book of information as a brain.”

Before they could say anymore, Harry reappeared with her drink, “They’re attacking the cake like vultures to a carcass, I think I may need to break an old woman’s finger to get a slice. Would you like one?”

She’d tricked him into dancing as well, locking their fingers and dragging him out to the floor in the middle, “You promised!” He protested but Y/N had already started moving side to side a little dramatically to get him to smile past his frown.

“Had my fingers crossed!” She let him know delightedly and after some coaxing and the whispered promise that she would throat him later (weddings made her all sorts of soppy and soft, which in turn made her an eensy bit greedy for Harry, and being greedy is simultaneous with cuddly and horny), she got him moving at least a little. She’d coached him through the Cha Cha Slide, had improvised a dance to Papa Loves Mambo, and serenaded him with a lovely rendition of Can’t Take My Eyes Off You. By the time the bride threw her bouquet (which Niall’s date had caught, Niall’s eyes widened comically, and Y/N decides then she’s going to tease his ass to shreds about it), Y/N was feeling the full effect of her champagne and Harry was gaining a contact high from her giddiness. Even the slow songs were nice, as Harry showed her how it’s done exactly (because she’d never been arsed to learn herself), and pulled out some moves that he remarked Queen Victoria would have blushed at (“Times were simpler then, my Love”).

The whole night was so enjoyable and fun and by the time that it was through, she doesn’t think either of them wanted to leave. “We should start crashing weddings,” Y/N had decided on their chilly walk back to the car around , just as Harry revealed a plate with another plate over the top of it that he’d been covering with his coat, “What’s that then?”

“I stole you cake,” he answered, taking off the top plate and showing the five slices that had been hidden, “You enjoyed it thoroughly and they were just going to throw it away but wouldn’t let me take the entire thing, so I took as many as would fit.”

Y/N might have never been more in love with him than she was in that moment.

On their way back, as they both cooled down from the excitement of the reception and Harry was navigating the post wedding traffic while Y/N nursed the stolen cakes in her hand, they were relatively quiet. Harry was worrying his lip between his teeth like he was thinking on something, and Y/N was too worn out to bother him about it until he opened up as she usually does. Though he told her soon enough, once they finally pulled off on the exit that would take them back home.

“I enjoyed that much more than I thought I would,” he told her truthfully and she smiled.

“Good.”

“I would enjoy if we had a big party,” he continued, and Y/N’s once drooping eyes shoot open, “Much like a wedding but without the ceremony, that was a bore. But a big party and we will invite many people and celebrate our love for one another. Would you be interested in that?”

Y/N’s soppy soft heart only gets soppier as she nods, reaching over so their hands locked where his rested on the middle console.

“I’d love that.”

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Once Harry and Y/N made it home, Y/N had taken what she believed to be a very well deserved nap in the passenger side, only waking to the gentle brush of his fingers to her cheek once they were parked, “Oh, sweet thing,” he’d hummed, “We’re home.” Harry was the best for waking people up, Y/N had decided long ago, because he’s nothing but sweet murmurs and soft caresses. When Niall woke her up in the mornings it was a plethora of pillow hitting and purported threats in the form of I swear to god, you little demon, I’ll write a love letter from you and give it to Professor Rollins. It was jarring and she was far undeserving of it (she only ever hit him will a pillow once and it was because he was already thirty minutes late) when she always wakes people up with careful shakes and promises of breakfast.

Harry is much sweeter towards her, coaxing her from her slumber with soft touches, peppered kisses against her cheek, murmuring pleasant words into her ear and nibbling at the lobe. It brings shivers down her spine and tickles goosebumps up her arms, to where she’s blinking her eyes open slow, adjusting to the light of the room and snuggling deeper into him. If it were a morning she had things to do, Harry would only appease her for a moment with back rubs and cuddles, “Wake up, little human,” he hummed sweetly, and when she replied she didn’t want to, he would assure her that as soon as she returned home they could nap together (which means Y/N will snore in his ear while Harry did whatever he did when she was sleeping and he wasn’t). If she had nothing to do, he would let her sleep in some but would tempt her with breakfast and smoothies.

So when she is reluctant to remove herself from the car, he’s as tender as he always is. Titters something she can’t quite make out before walking over to her side, reaching over to unbuckle her, before gathering her up in his arms. “Your species is such a sleep bunch,” he had commented, “Or maybe it's just my little human who is so tired?”

“Mhm,” she murmured, dipping her face into the column of his throat only then realising that he was carrying the cake plate with the hand of the arm tucked beneath her knees, “Still ready for you stuff me full of that big, thick —“ she begins to tease him but he cuts her off with a small pinch to her bum.

“Careful what you wish for, sweet thing,” he responded, not concerned in the slightest, “Haven’t been inside you for a while, might just split you in half.” He unlocks the door swiftly, twisting the knob and pushing it open, noticeably biting down on the inside of his lip when he feels Y/N shudder and nestle into him closer. She would very much like that, she decides, but she doesn’t think he will. One thing she had learned from him is that if he’s going to feed from her while and/or before they have sex, he prepares far before. The dinner he has is rich and full of nutrients, it’s not normally around a time in which she’s stressed, and it’s only if he’s sure she’s not too exhausted. Two of the three weren’t happening and she could feel from his grip that he was intending to feed from her as soon as they settle.

It’d been a while since he had fed from her; a few weeks at the very least. He didn’t enjoy doing it when she had finals to worry about so he had appeared to be pretty opposed to the fact, even though she continuously told him that it would be just fine if he did. So she knew he was starving -- parched for it -- and the tender flesh of the inside of her thighs, where the blood ran warm and his nose was tucked near another place he loved to frequent, she knew would be a treat after such a long period of wait.

Harry was brisk in his movements, setting the cake he’d taken down on the coffee table and almost immediately whisking her off to their bed. His pupils were blown a telling black that suggested his hungered state; it’s moments like this -- as he’s setting her down atop of the mattress, pushing the soft fabric of the dress up so it floated and fluttered around her hips with albeit precise coordination, eagerly -- that she remembers what he is. Not that him drinking her blood wasn’t its own telling indicator, but she often forgets that he is truly a whole different part of this world, one that nobody is quite aware of.

This should scare her. The way he pushes her thighs apart and settles happily in between, the dark of his eyes overshadowing the usual foamy, light green that they regularly were -- it should make her heart race out of fear that he might take it too far. Drain her of every ounce of blood until he’s satiated and full.

But she isn’t -- not in the slightest, because not only is he pushing sweet kisses to the skin and wrapping his arms around each thigh like a hug, he’s looking up at her like she had given him a star. Like she had single handedly flown to space, plucked one from the sky, and held it out for him to have and to hold. “Remember to tell me if it gets to be too much,” he reminds her as he always does, before he presses his nose to the skin and breathes in deep. His shoulders roll backward once as he nestles closer, his tongue dipping from his mouth to lick a stripe where he would bite as he always does. Goosebumps tickle up and down her arms and legs, her center giving a pulse in interest at the proximity in which he’s near her. It’s too much and not enough all at once, bristling beneath his attention, impatience and excitement fizzling through her veins as she awaits the first bit of pain.

She doesn’t think she’ll ever get used to it. The way the point of his teeth slides into her skin, two pricks much like a shot that she still flinches from. Harry notices her discomfort, using one of his hands to reach up towards her, slotting their fingers together with a soft squeeze as he latches his mouth around the point he’d chosen. He begins to suck from her, such an odd sensation that’s both terribly disconcerting and arousing all at once. A moan threatens at the back of her throat but she swallows it down in favor of hearing his own happy hum against her. Though he normally lacks color, the addition of blood into his system always tints his cheeks a rosy pink at first, and the way he holds onto her tighter, suckles sensually, and revels in the sweetness of the taste makes her tremble.

Y/N doesn’t start getting light headed until two to four minutes in and Harry can always tell -- parting from her with a soft, wet smack, lulling his tongue over the flesh he’d just been feeding from. This time instead of peeling back immediately as he usually does, he scoots forward and pulls the fabric of her panties to the side. Once again he breathes in deep, only this time he is slicking the broad of his tongue up from her hole up to her swollen clit, suckling it into his mouth. This time she is unable to keep her moan quiet, weakened thighs attempting to shut around his head, as he continues to lap at her petals.

“Harry,” she gasps, her back arching, her hips rolling up against his tongue where the clit slicks and slides around the swollen button, moving it side to side beneath, “Please, please don’t stop I --” her legs are shaking much more than she was expecting, reaching down with the hand that he wasn’t holding to burrow in his hair. The mix of spit and her juices was deliciously inviting, wet, messy and warm. Her heart pounded against her ribcage, the telling sign of an orgasm zipping up from the tips of her curled toes, and the light of it wraps around her thigh, around her hips, up through her torso and fanning out down towards her fingers and to the tips of each strand of hair atop her head.

He reaches down towards his cock, wiggling down the slick trousers so they bunch around his thighs as he slips his fingers around the stiff shaft and begins to twist and tug, only serving to make her moan even more against her. Her chest heaves with each breath, biting down on the inside of her cheek when he prods his tongue at her hole, licking inside her, slurping and drinking her up like he’d been born to do it. Almost like he’d been waiting for it since she’d promised him a bite of her thighs in exchange to go to the wedding. The sheer avidness and passion, how he takes hold of her clit between his lips, sucking hard and fast.

He encourages her with his gaze alone, nodding his head, a soft, “Mhm,” against her that had her insides undulating, and like a bubble of water that swells beneath immense pressure, it pops around her in a blinding wave of light. She cums on his mouth, shaking like a leaf -- a very well satisfied leaf -- as Harry licks and sucks and works her through it. Brings her back down from the clouds with soft, sweet kisses up her thighs, to the junction of her leg and hip, pushing kisses to her stomach, and skipping where her dress was still covering her to her mouth. When he kisses her he slips his tongue into her mouth so that he can taste her, nipping, and suckling at her lips before rubbing the tips of their noses together.

Harry pecks another kiss to her mouth before murmuring, “We ran out of cranberry juice this morning,” but before she could act even the tiniest bit elated, he continues, “Thank goodness I have a whole new case of it in my trunk.”

“Harry,” she pouts, but he reaches up and plucks at her bottom lip.

“Put that away,” he tuts his tongue, “If you drink it all, maybe I’ll get you off again, hmm?”  

[twilightofthe]

For the Star Wars questions- 16 & 19. :)

Thank you!!! (y’all this got ridiculously long for two damn questions lol)

Send me a number and i’ll tell u my fave/least fave:

16. Book/Comic (Aight, so I’m actually not a huge comic reader in general, most of my comic knowledge comes from other fans on here posting about them, so this is gonna be mainly book-focused)

FAVE:  Welllllll, since I’m literally incapable of narrowing down my favorite anythings, I’m gonna do faves for both canon and EU novels.  

Canon-wise, it’s a tie beween A New Dawn and Ahsoka.  I know I don’t post about them as much on here, but I truly have a super soft spot for Kanera and Kanan and Hera’s characters, they’re just so GOOD and I love themmmmm aaaaaaaaa.  You get super good insights to how Kanan was running wild and traumatized and trying to repress everything and how Hera was a little naïve but still tough as nails and she had a dream and she was going to make it happen or so help her, ugh I just love how the story showed how they’re strongest as a team working together and I just love character dynamics where the two are so obviously married and kinda snark at each other sometimes but they have each other’s backs through everything and know each other like the back of their hands and uggghhhh this is just such a healthy good ship and such a good book.  The Ahsoka novel is just fantastic all on its own because it shows Ahsoka as a young adult, kinda floundering and lost in this new world, full of guilt over what happened with Anakin and the Order, trying to do what she can to help people and just enduring because she’s a survivor, she was raised (by two argumentative, adoptive parents who love her very much SO SAYETH THE BOOK) to be a survivor and handle herself, but that doesn’t mean she’s not lonely as all hell.  And oof I just fucking adore Kaeden Larte and her relationship with Ahsoka (who absolutely comes back and marries her once the war is over oh yes) and her relationship with Miara and ugh just all of it is A+++++.  E.K. Johnston is just an amazing author in general and her other book, Queen’s Shadow is one of my two canon runner ups because I am in love with her Sabé and her Padmé.  Other canon runner up is A Certain Point Of View, if only for the “Time of Death” chapter.  Don’t get me wrong, the rest of it is also fantastic, but oh god it kills me DEAD OBI WAN DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER AND I CRY I REALLY CRY

EU-wise (oh god, I haven’t even gotten to least-faves yet), it has to be the Revenge of the Sith novelization.  Without a question.  Y’all it’s SO FUCKIN’ good, and in my personal opinion should be considerrred canonnnnnn (look I think the reason they gave for excluding it is that there’s no mention of Ahsoka or Rex or Mandalore or any of the stuff that happened literally the day before which is valid, but I counterpoint that Anakin is a mess with A Lot Going On At The Moment, he could have just forgot?  He forgets most of his morals, all of his common sense, and three of his limbs by the end of the story, Snips could have just slipped his mind! xD).  Anyway, besides the fact that it’s like 99% written in Obikin-colored glasses which really just makes me happy as a person because I love it being acknowledged just how important they are to each other, it really offers a deeper insight INSIDE the chaos going on in Anakin’s head, the mess, just why he falls so quickly and so awfully.  I love it gives the Padmé plot that got cut on screen some validity.  The beautiful beginning and the goddam introductions to Anakin Skywalker and Obi Wan Kenobi are just A++++++++++++++ and oof other people can more accurately describe just how good this book is, but I love it a Big Lot ok?

LEAST FAVE:  Okey doke, here we go....  So firstly for canon, I’m not the biggest fan of how Claudia Grey writes Leia’s character.  She’s a wonderful storyteller and I love her worldbuilding, but just the way she characterizes Leia herself never felt... right, ya know?  Idk, I can’t really explain it, but it makes it difficult for me to enjoy her Leia novelsWarning right now that this is a VERY unpopular opinion and my opinion alone, please do not yell at me!  So as skilled and admired an author Timothy Zahn is, I don’t like the Thrawn books.  I’m sorry, I don’t.  To me, Thrawn is just.... ok so he’s like BBC!Sherlock but in space.  The plot makes a big deal about how “oooh cool and intelligent and Literally Better Than Everyone Else” Thrawn is, but the only way they really show his “cleverness” is by either him solving problems by pulling together information that literally no one but the writer knows and then acting like it was oh so obvious and in front of everyone OR, the story dumbs down other characters to make him look smart.  And maybe it was because the one Thrawn book goes after Anakin/Vader in particular to do the latter is what kinda ticked me off on Thrawn books in general, but y’all, it really ticked me off, because Anakin is like the lowest hanging fruit for an author to pick to make their character look good in comparison, and therefore it is done All The Time (LOOKING AT YOU, CLONE WARS), which I think is lazy and an insult to Anakin’s character.  Look, I am fully aware Anakin Skywalker is a dolt to the highest degree sometimes, but he is ALSO A GENIUS.  He is SMART.  IT IS CANON THAT HE IS SMART.  So when the Thrawn book has Thrawn constantly one-upping Anakin The Useless Doofus (and Padmé a bit!!!) and then doing it again once he meets him as Vader, that just makes me hmmmm.

The canon comics are actually gonna be featured on the list here a bit because if y’all don’t already know my hatred for That One Particular Vader Comic (not the rest of the series run as I have not read it and from what I hear, it’s excellent and I’d probs like it a lot) doing the implication in a dream sequence where it says that Palpatine used the Dark Side to impregnate Shmi and create Anakin, well I HATE IT.  Look, I know the plot was literally about Sidious trying to mess with Vader’s head and that dream shouldn’t be trusted, but it fooled all the fans too and now like 60% of Star Wars fans actually believe Sidious fathered Anakin and I am so damn tired of hearing about that.  Yeah, now that Reylo is canon, that comic’s authors are trying to do damage control by saying that no, Sidious isn’t Anakin’s father and Rey and Ben are not second cousins, but they’re still being mysterious about it and “oh well it COULD be this--” so now there’s just more fans who are digging into that theory just because they don’t like Reylo and I don’t really care for the ship either but I really HATE the entire “Born of the Dark” concept for reasons I can explain more separately, so I’m pissy at that particular comic for spawning it.  I know it’s petty but I do.

EU-wise, well, this is gonna be unpopular too, cuz I haven’t read most of the EU stuff, and from what I’ve heard of it, there doesn’t seem to be much that I WOULD like.  The movie novelizations all seem good, but everything else???  “Obi Wan prequels but guess what, he had a shitty childhood too!” uh, no thanks, the rest of his life sucks enough, I want to see him happy.  “Mandalorian worldbuilding, but they’re all a bunch of stoic, overpowered badasses who are Good At Everything And Better Than Literally Everyone and the plot bashes the Jedi left right and center!” ehhhhhhhh pass.  “What happened after Return of the Jedi, except the Skywalkers still don’t get a happy ending because the galaxy goes to war again, Han and Leia’s son turns evil, Luke Suffers, and Palpatine comes back again!” nah, that sounds too depressing-- oh wAIT :) :) :)(at least the EU actually lets Han and Leia grow old and happy together okay okay that’s enough sequel salt for one day)

19. Outfit

FAVE:  Everything Padmé Amidala wears in the movies.  No I will not narrow it down.  I am in love with her whole wardrobe and I want it. 

 I also love the standard Jedi tunics and tabards and cloak (c’mon, the cloak completes the picture!)  It’s just such a signature and unique look that’s supposed to combine medieval European knight tunics and samurai warrior clothing and just the #aesthetic is oof, just wonderful.

Also Sabine Wren’s armor and its various paint jobs.  It’s just so uniquely her and bright and beautiful and badass in all its stages and yes good I like it.

Also Lando Calrissian’s cloaks!  Swooshy and colorful and good!  I love cloaks!  

LEAST FAVE:  Gonna go with my petty, silly ones first, and those are all of Padmé Amidala’s outfits that are only seen in the The Clone Wars TV show (so not the ones that were based off of movie costumes).  Eh, actually three of them were nice, her orange outfit she visits Mina in, her white casual housedress, and her black slinky Clovis dress.  All of her other series-only outfits made me highkey pissy because they were either A.) Wrong for the situation she was in, B.) Defied the laws of physics and should not have held the shape they did/stayed on her body, or C.) just plain UGLY (the highest crime of all), and for the animators to have the audACITY to put any of those things in the mere vicinity of the most stylish woman in the galaxy is an insult to Padmé, an insult to ME, and an insult to Star Wars as a whole (yes, I am mostly joking, but come on!).  No, I will not give the designers the excuse of clothing being difficult and expensive and time consuming to animate because I have SEEN the fancy, PRETTY outfits of the other ladies of Padmé’s status on the show.  Everything Satine Kryze wore was intricately beautiful as all hell and I loved it.  Riyo Chuchi’s two outfits were lovely and fashionable.  Heck, I’m pretty sure I liked Mina Bonteri’s outfit too.  There were tons of people on that show with stylish clothing!  How hard would it have been for the animators to remember Padmé doesn’t wear exposed midriffs on official government business?  That dresses with no sides or back cannot be sleeveless or they will not stay up?  Not give her hairstyles that looked like either a goddam tuning fork or like Jimmy Neutron’s mother?  That beige jumpsuits are BORING and adding a mauve vest is NOT enough to make it exciting!!!! xD xD xD 

Aight, now in more seriousness, I also hated both of Ahsoka’s outfits in the original TCW show.  Enough people have spoken on why sending a fourteen year old into an active warzone in a tube top and miniskirt is a BAD IDEA, but like it just makes me extra mad when you remember her older and more experienced at Not Getting Pulverized Masters were both in full concealing robes and chest and shoulder and shin armor, so you can’t even pass it off as Jedi not getting hurt as easily.  Her updated outfit was only slightly an improvement because her Masters STILL got at least fully covering robes and arm bracers, while Ahsoka still had her entire back exposed, leg holes exposing valuable arteries and stuff, and a goddam boob window that basically signals “shoot me here”.  Look, I know the animators goofed, and I know how they have learned from it because from Rebels on, they never show her as improperly covered for battle, in the new TCW season both outfits are cute and practical too, but seeing her running around in her red outfits actively impeded and took me out of my watching experience because I was cringing over her having a lack of protection, that it made her that much more vulnerable to injury.

Finally just gotta give a standard raised finger to the Slave Leia Bikini.  Carrie Fisher hated it so I do too.