#where'll

[vampyrfisk]

I'm like lowkey crying right now. everything is changing within a year and I have no idea what to expect or what to do and even if I'll be alright. it's so scary and now I might not even have tumblr to vent to. the world is in shambles and so am I.

[starculler]

i'm so desperate for fic that i've started reading the notes, plot bunies, and wips in my folders

[michelleplayswithfire]

it's 2:24am

i'm pre-shopping for groceries before i get paid

i'm wondering why the prices on the app are drastically different than on the site????

(and i don't mean a $2-3 difference i mean a $11-12 difference)

:/

[sukunasweetheart]

can i just say i love your fics SMMMM my serotonin boost fr!!! what do we think abt him with an s/o who has a lot of admirers 👁

THANK YOUU here is a treat 4 u <3

sorry i ended up doing too much and also going off-topic a bit oops

it ended up becoming modern au!sukuna 😭 forgive me (gender neutral reader)

sukuna is so used to being the one overshadowing the others - he's used to being the one admired, revered, respected, for his power and intelligence. it's safe to say he'd also be used to seeing people fight each other just for a lick of his attention - desiring for even just a glance from his way. so it's a given that he's not used to feelings of possessiveness or jealousy.

but now that he has you, someone who always has others admiring you from both closeby and afar, he's beginning to understand those petty sensations and thoughts. he's obviously never one to be insecure about your popularity, on most occasions, he even likes to make a show of it - he enjoys seeing them gnashing their teeth with envy as he flaunts his relationship with you in front of their faces - "see this? all mine," he seems to say, as he openly kisses you in public.

but when it catches him on a bad day, perhaps following a bad argument, he sees you with someone who is obviously interested in being more than just a friend to you (which you're not aware of, frustratingly so), and he starts feeling sick to his stomach. with everyone else who came before you, sukuna would simply tell them "don't like it? then leave," whenever they voiced complaints to him about their relationship... but now it's the opposite of what he wants. just the thought of you being with someone that isn't him gets his heart dropping to the ground, making him feel restless.

he knows he isn't the best at being soft. nor at using the kindest words when he gets heated. he'll always be more selfish than selfless, and he's not the most emotionally intelligent. it's unlike him to use words like 'i'm sorry' or 'i love you' so he's uneasy for the moment where you might find someone who'll be everything that he isn't amongst your sea of admirers, and that you'll leave him and never look back.

it's simply so humiliating, feeling this way... he's not sure what to do about it. you seem to be seriously upset this time around, and he knows brushing past it or glossing over it using his usual charm (which is a bad habit that he has) isn't going to work. you're not acknowledging him or responding to his texts properly or saying good morning or goodnight and it's driving him insane because he misses it... you're not looking at him. he's the one gazing at you, longingly.

sukuna will pin you down eventually, somewhere, somehow, and trap you so that you're not able to avoid him any longer. he'll drag you away from your stupid little crowd of spectators and talk to you in private, where'll spend ten minutes trying to apologise in a strange, roundabout and aggressive way because he knows it's his own damn fault. you know him, so you're able to recognise that he's trying to say sorry. your gaze is still elsewhere, looking off to the side instead of him. and that bothers him immensely.

"why won't you look at me?" god, he sounds so sad and pathetic.

truth is, sukuna now simply withers out and dies a little without your attention. what can he do to have that spotlight upon him once again? why are your eyes on anybody, anything, that isn't him? pay attention to me, and me only.

when you finally spare him a glance, he feels like breathing again. and he'll fight tooth and nail to keep that gaze of yours on him. fuck your insignificant and measly admirers. he's all you need, and sukuna's going to make sure of it. (he'll compromise for you, if he has to.)

he's definitely overstimming you in bed that night, in order to catch up on all the lost pride and attention that you'd deprived him of.

tagging; @gojos-thot-patrol <3 hope its to your liking.. even tho its not as angsty as i originally intended it to be haha

Masterlist

[mossyivy]

𝔹𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝔾𝕠𝕠𝕕 ℝ𝕦𝕟 [ℙ𝕋𝟛]

DI!Leon Kennedy x (Fem) Reader

Summary: You find out good news about Leon's recovery after having a dream...

Words: 3.3k

Content Warning: Cliff hanger ending (: , Leon being a sweetheart of a human being???, talks of injuries and recovery process. And Reader gets smacked on the ass like... Once?

[Previous Part] | [Final Part]

Looking around, you see tons of boxes along the smooth granite countertops, a large white table, and chairs for four, and every dark oak cabinet open in what seems like a kitchen that you're standing in. Stepping away from the counter, you get a good look around the room.

This kitchen is beautiful. Something you've dreamed of having for years now.

Stepping out of the kitchen, quickly realizing you're in a house.

You wander around looking up at the beautiful crystal light fixtures and smooth white ceilings. Freshly painted dark gray walls make the room smell of pungent turpentine and plastic. Walking over, you open the living room window, next to a brick fireplace, looking out at a moving truck parked in the driveway.

Right behind your own car, and what looks like some kind of motorcycle you don't recognize.

"Hey, Sweetheart?" You hear footsteps coming from the hall next to the living room, whipping your head around. Leon comes walking around the corner patting his jean pockets.

Walking, talking, conscious Leon.

"Yeah Baby?" You greet him, walking over and planting a chaste kiss on his cheek.

"Have you seen my box cutter? I swear if I sit something down, it just disappears. Like some kind of magical vortex opens up and grabs my shit..." You just stare at him, his eyebrows raising as he walks over, rubbing your arms gently.

His sweet caresses are so soft compared to how roughly he usually grabs you and pulls you out of harms way.

"You okay, Hun?" He looks concerned, you snap back, nodding your head vigorously.

"Yeah, yes. I'm fine Leon. Just aching."

"Oh, alright. Well, our bedroom is almost set up, so you can take a rest if you want." He smiles at you, sliding his hands down to your wrists, making you walk towards him. Pulling you into his chest, he hugs you tightly.

No wires or tubes getting in the way.

"Bedroom..." You repeat, hugging him tightly, probably a little too tight. He chuckles, petting your head, running his fingers through your hair.

"Yes, our bedroom? Where'll we be sleeping together? Every night." His eyes grew wide, pulling back and glancing down at you. And now looking worried, like he had done something stupid.

"Unless you wanna talk..."

"No, no!" You reassure, seeing him sigh in relief and look away for a second.

"Babe, I already got the heart condition, you tryna kill me?" Your eyes go wide, you'd never want him dead, you would be willing to fight for his life. Even if that meant risking your own.

"The last thing I want is for you to be dead."

"Good, I'd hope my wife wouldn't want me dead." He chuckles, you look down at his hands as he lets you go.

A dark black wedding band adorned his left ring finger. Lifting your own hand, you see a matching band of your own.

Wife, I'll never get tired of hearing that.

"Are you sure you're just aching?" He questions, looking at you funny. "Nothing else at all?"

"Yeah, just thinking. About everything." He smiles, squeezing your shoulder with reassurance.

"I'm fine, you're fine. We're both fine. This is exactly what we wanted. No going back." Leon pulls you back in, putting his arms around your waist.

It's so nice just being with him like this...

Lifting you up, he starts walking in the direction from where he came. Completely ignoring your protests about being carried, passing by his open office door filled with boxes and discarded furniture. Soon, he turns into your shared bedroom and drops you on the bed.

"Relax," he commands, pointing down at you, "I got the rest of the stuff. If I need help with the furniture, I'll call you." He turns, making it halfway through the doorway before you sit up.

"Leon."

"Yes, Sweetheart?" He turns, grabbing the frame with his hand, the other on his hip. You move back further on the very poorly made bed, looking up at your husband.

"You wanna lay down with me? Even just for a little bit." His eyes light up, not bothering to hide the childlike smile forming on his lips.

"Well, if you're gonna twist my arm." You laugh, seeing him almost launch himself next to you with a soft grunt.

"Jesus, Leon." You chuckle as he fidgets, laying himself in place on his side of the bed.

"I'm not young like I used to be, shut up."

"I'm twisting your arm?" You continue, playing along. You turn on your side, feeling his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into his chest.

"Absolutely, holding me hostage like this." He 'tsks' before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, making you giggle at his stubble against your sensitive skin. "Criminal, disgustingly criminal. I thought I had married a good woman."

"Keep it up and you won't be married at all." You joked, looking back at him over your shoulder. Suddenly, you feel a sharp sting on your butt as he smacks it. Pouting at you like some kind of petulant child.

"Ow!"

"Don't joke about that." He grumbles, forcing his face into your shoulder. You smile, twisting your body, eventually turning yourself to face him.

"You know I love you, right?" He nods, into your shoulder after settling back into his spot, rubbing the spot he smacked.

"I know. I love you too." His voice is muffled, your shoulder vibrating from his voice. Wrapping your arms around his neck, he pulls his face away from your shoulder, kissing your forehead.

I make him happy...

"I'm not gonna stop being your wife, Dumbass." He smiles, looking at your face, blue eyes glistening through brown hair.

"Keep it that way, Shithead." Smiling, you lean in, putting your head to his chest. Hearing his heart beat, strong and steady against your ear brings you a sense of serenity you haven't felt in quite a while.

"I wanna keep you around for a long, long, loooong time... Till I'm dead." You look up at him, knowing he's completely serious. He looks back down at you, admiring all your features. "You got that?"

"I got it." He huffs, looking into your eyes. His hand slides off your hip to the cheek, caressing it gently as he rubs his thumb across your cheek bone. Closing the space between the two of you, he kisses you so tenderly. Feeling all the love he has for you behind it.

Pulling away, he gets a mischievous smirk on his face, pushing forward and pressing you into the brown comforter on the bed. Leaning in, he kisses your neck, peppering kisses along your collar bone.

"Aren't I supposed to be resting my aching body?" You tease, looking back at you. He nods, looking down as he's perched over you.

"Oh, I have something that could fix your aches and pains real quick, Sweetheart."

"Leon!" You laugh, feeling him go for your neck again. Pushing him back and holding him by the shoulders, he stares at you. Still with that loving look.

"Sorry, I still find it hard to keep my hands to myself around you." He shrugs. "I just can't keep from touching you, Mrs. Kennedy."

Now your eyes light up, heart swelling at the declaration of love, smiling wider than you had before.

"Mrs. Kennedy." You repeat, Leon's face turning smug.

"I know how much you love it when I call you that. You just love being mine, don't you?" You don't even hesitate and just nod. Leaning back in he kisses your neck again. "How about we get a jump start on that family now then. What do you say, Mrs. Kennedy?"

That name rings in your ears in the best way possible.

Mrs. Kennedy

Mrs. Kennedy...

"Mrs. Kennedy?" Your eyes open, taking in a sharp breath, feeling someone touch your arm.

The familiar sounds of beeping, rain beating against the window and the music you've become accustomed to playing fills your ears once again.

The nurse who once gripped your arm stands over you holding out a few papers.

"Sorry to wake you. I just thought you'd like these as soon as possible." You looked at the papers seeing your schedule for physical therapy in 2 weeks, and a few forms you previously signed.

You groggily yawn with a polite smile and nod.

"No, it's okay. Thank you." He nodded, walking out of the room. You turn back, seeing Leon.

Unconscious, and unmoving Leon. Hooked up to a heart monitor, a feeding tube and IV drip still.

You grip his hand tighter, not even daring to let go while asleep.

"That dream is gonna be the death of me, I swear."

A reoccurring dream, just something more to add to your daily routine.

A routine lasting for a month now.

4 grueling weeks of sitting in a hospital room. From Miami to now back in DC.

Reading countless articles on stimulation for coma patients, you found music and talking was, allegedly, the most efficient way to help. Even if that isn't the case, it's worth a shot.

Not much has changed in the past month, but you're determined to get him back to his normal self. Already spending every day here for as long as you can, 8am to 8pm. Trying anything and everything to get him to be responsive.

Especially after finding out he had more damage than the doctors originally thought.

A brain injury... And with Leon's past alcoholism, it made sense why it was difficult for him to wake up.

Along with that, a heart murmur that he'd apparently had for some time. Which, compared to everything else going on, seems so miniscule.

But thinking back to all the times he made comments about being "out of shape" while working, it rubs you the wrong way now.

There was hope though. Doctors told you that once he woke up it's most likely he'd make a full recovery with a lot of work and time.

Work and time you were definitely willing to help him with. You have the time now, nearly a month after signing papers for your early retirement from the DSO. You'd have more than enough time for him and your own physical therapy.

You hear your phone beep, looking up at the clock on the wall, standing up and limping slightly in your walking boot as you go to your bag after setting his hand down. It's time for another scheduled moment. Shuffling through your stuff, you find the leg compression massager you're looking for and walk back over to him, pulling the blanket off him.

There's a knock on the door frame, a recognizable voice fills your ears as you look up from placing the compression massager on Leon, turning it on.

"Is that... Hootie and The Blowfish?"

It's one of the nurses who usually comes to take his vitals every few hours.

He chuckles, looking back at you as you hobble over, lowering the volume and looking back at him.

"I've been trying different stuff... Sunday was 90's R&B, yesterday was 50's Swing music. I even tried Pop music to see if he'd wake up to shut it off himself." You joke, the nurse shakes his head, looking back at Leon.

"Why don't you go get yourself a coffee? You look tired."

"Oh thanks, that's definitely not the first time I've had a man say that to me." He laughs at your joke before turning back to his work.

You leave him to do his thing. Nodding to him as you made your way out of the room and to the nurses' station, they were so kind to offer you their breakroom area to use while you came, so it wouldn't be too much of a trip for you.

Stepping into the break room, some of the floor nurses wave to you with smiles or a soft 'Hello'. You nod back to them, grabbing a Styrofoam cup and heading to the coffee pot, spotting the muddy liquid. You finally feel how tired you actually are.

Usually you don't feel like this until you get home from being here all day and your adrenaline crashes not long after eating whatever take out you bothered to get for dinner.

But you guessed your lack of sleep was finally starting to catch up with you after a month of handling everything you could for an unconscious man and your own needs which were barely being met.

"He'd be on my ass if he saw how much I'm running myself ragged over him." You mutter under your breath, pouring yourself that well deserved coffee.

You sigh, telling yourself to shut up mentally. Now wasn't the time to worry about that. You can catch up with sleep when he's awake.

"Mrs. Kennedy." One of the nurses approaches you as you add your cream and sugar to your coffee.

"Yes?" Your attention snaps to her, almost dropping your sugar packets in the process.

"I just thought I'd let you know we just got your partners brain scans back, the ones from this morning. The doctor can come into his room and explain everything."

Explain everything?

Worry sets into your bones, your body suddenly feeling heavy as you stare at her.

"Is something wrong?"

"Oh no, no!" She corrects herself, reassuring you. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said it that way. My deepest apologies. Everything actually came back well. The doctor just needs to explain a few things is all."

"Oh thank God..." Sighing you go back to your coffee.

"Have you eaten today?" She questions, now you have a nurse concerned about your well being. You contemplate lying, but honestly, what's the point?

"No, but I'll be fine. I usually don't eat until I go home anyway." The nurse's nose crinkles with a frown as you look at her. She looks at you almost like a disappointed parent.

"Hun, you have to eat something."

She's so nice. I really don't deserve this treatment.

You know you could go hours without food if it meant not being distracted, doing your job for as long as you have. You're used to your body running this way. It probably thinks you've been working the past month anyway.

Reluctantly you agree, she nods, starting to walk away from you and towards a phone on the other side of the room. With that you made your escape, hobbling back to Leon's room.

Stepping inside, you sip your coffee and nearly choke, seeing Leon's doctor standing at the end of his bed holding a manila envelope in hand. He turns, holding his hand out to shake yours, his name tag shining from the overhead lighting.

"Mrs. Kennedy." He nods with a smile as you shake his hand before sitting down and setting your coffee on the table next to you.

"Hello Dr. Owens. I'm guessing this is about Leon's scans?" You nervously pawed at your jeans, taking his unconscious hand back into yours, absentmindedly playing with his fingers.

"So... I come baring fantastic news for you!"

Dr. Owens turns to the lightboard across the room and slides a picture of old scans on, turning the light on. Looking at the yellow and orange reading in his brain brought back the dread you felt the week prior.

"As you can see, this was last week's activity. Orange and yellow mostly, which is usual for coma patients." Reaching into the envelope, he slid another scan next to the old one as he stepped to the side.

Yellow... And green. So much yellow and green.

"This... Is it a good sign?" You look over for the doctors' approval.

"A very good sign, ma'am! And you see around this area where it's very bright green here?" He takes a pen out of his pocket pointing to the sides of his brain. "This is the part of the brain that processes audio. So it's highly likely he could hear us."

"So, he's waking up? Or at least trying to?" Feeling your eyes start welling up, you quickly wipe them and sniffle, looking over at Leon.

"He's trying to. I don't want to give you false hope, because anything can happen at any moment. But, with most of my patients, they wake up within a few days of activity like this." You whimper, smiling at him, finally getting that shred of hope you've needed for so long now.

Anything is better than nothing at this point.

"I'll take it..."

"I recommend you keep up with the music and talking to him. And if he shows any kind of response, please call one of the nurses."

You nod, feeling so happy as the doctor leaves the room. Looking back at Leon, you lean in, getting closer to him.

You've said so much over the past 4 weeks. Speaking freely around him without thinking, but now...

Well, now you have no idea what to say.

"You know how much trouble you've caused me you idiot?"

It was the first thought that came to mind.

You sniff, rub your face on your sleeve and look at him.

Maybe I should play music I know he likes?

Thinking back, you try going through conversations you've had with Leon before. You knew a lot about him but usually it was stuff you just learned in passing. Then an old conversation popped into your head.

Sitting in the breakroom of the DSO, a few younger agents chatted about attending some kind of concert of a band you'd never heard of in your life.

Leon made a joke about kids not knowing "good music", in his normal grumpy fashion. It makes you laugh in the moment.

So one of the younger agents asked him what he liked, and you hardly payed attention to his response.

All you remember is one of the younger agents making a comment about his taste in music being one of a "divorced dad"? Whatever the hell that meant...

It was a start at least.

Standing up from your chair, you walk over, grab your laptop and move back over to him. Starting to look up exactly what that meant, you stare at your laptop screen.

Clicking a link called "Divorce Dad Rock", you start reading through the article.

"Nickelback, Shinedown and Creed are good examples... Huh?"

Sighing, you open the music app you use and start adding random songs to a playlist. Hitting play, you set the laptop down and lean back in. Taking his hand in yours, you lean your cheek on it, rubbing his forearm slowly. Wrist to elbow in a smooth fluid motion.

"You scared the shit out of me the past 4 weeks, you know..." Staring at him, you almost expect him to respond, but your lip just curls up getting no answer. You kiss the back of his hand and go back to leaning into it.

"Scared or not, I still stuck by you... You mean too much to me to not want to be here... Unconscious or awake cause..."

He can hear me... Who knows if he'll even remember what happened between us?

"I love you... So much. And not having you here to say whatever stupid bullshit jokes come to your mind when you're tense is driving me nuts." You chuckle, still rubbing his arm, starting to draw circles into his skin.

"And you know how I get when I'm losing it. You've seen me like that too many times."

Closing your eyes, you just listen to the music playing through your laptop speakers and the soft beep of his heart monitor. You feel at peace for the first time in a while.

"But knowing you could wake up kept me going."

And here you are now. Waiting again for him to wake up, but at least there are more clear signs of him doing better.

Doing what he can to come back to you.

Doing what he can to wake up.

[blueberry2123]

Part 4 Of The Comfort HQ's | Contained Rage

Leo's Version

Did I mention, the cheater is screwed? Unlike Donnie, Mikey, and Leo, he's silent and typically contains his rage until he's alone where he'll really let it out, he even curses much to the surprise of his little brothers. Then he'll go after the cheater where'll he really let it out at him.

He honestly just cuddles you and makes you feel better about the whole situation with the cheater ex-boyfriend. I mean who doesn't like cuddles? I sure do, and when you do feel better, he treats you to whatever junk food you want.

When he does find out about the other girl, who also had no clue, he now had to clear the air with you and this girl. So not only is it one hormonal mess of a teenager bawling her eyes out, its two hormonal messes of a teenager bawling their eyes. He can't blame the other girl though.

Raph honestly is like a big teddy bear, and just sits with you and hugs it out until you're all out of tears. He feels awful that you're going through this and someone you loved dearly did this to you.

[eheu-vae-mihi]

Silly Game Time: Quick, no time to explain, you need to hide this flashdrive! I'll distract them and lead them away!

Where are you going to hide the flashdrive?

Hi!

Oo, we on a secret spy espionage?

I love secret spy espionages!

Important questions first

How big is our flashdrive?

If it's small, it'll hide it in my hair

Tuck it in somewhere

Clothes lining is also a good option

Press it under my armpit

In socks

Shoes

If it's a really dire situation

In my mouth

But don't expect me to talk then.

Where'll you hide it?

[premleague]

if anybody messes with you , let us know - okay ?

Endearing or amusing, Rowan's not sure which word they'd choose to describe the experience of attempting to be reassured of their safety by someone significantly shorter than they are. Not that they doubt whoever hires security for the stadium, but it feels like they could just put their hand against her forehead and keep her away from them. Nevertheless, there's a little grin on their face. "If somebody tries something I'll let you know, yeah. Where'll you be during the match?" They're not worried. The women's game is generally more aggressive than the men's, in their experience, on the pitch. In the stands, they've never really had a problem before. Who would pay for a ticket just to heckle players in front of little kids? That's men's game behaviour. "What's your name?"

@shehook for rowan from here !

[mabusthedark]

[TEARS OF THE KINGDOM] Where'll we wind up today?

[morningstarbee]

there's this really interesting phenomenon that's unique, I think, to fandom spaces, and specifically people who read fanfiction a lot (like me)

It's happened to me several times now, where'll i'll listen to a new song i'd never heard before and recognize quite a few of the lyrics due to them being fanfiction titles

like it's happened to me about 3 times in the past month

one, for From Eden by Hozier which i heard in a good omens playlist but the lyric "I slithered here from eden" I recognized as a title from a Hannibal fanfic

two, for That Unwanted Animal by The Amazing Devil which was recommended to me to add to my hannigram playlist and I recognized as the title of a good omens fanfic

(yes the fact that theyre switched is hilarious to me)

three, for the song No Children by The Mountain Goats, which I saw people talking about on the timeline today and I listened to and recognized several of the lyrics as fanfiction titles, specifically "Hand in unlovable hand" and "I hope you blink before i do"

the whole thing is just very funny to me, especially because for some of these, I had read these fics several months, or even YEARS in the case of the last one, before i ever heard the song they were titles after

[the-showfall-worker]

Honestly slay, but like, where'll you go? Edgar's apartment might've been a good choice like, two days ago, but now that we know that the blond playboy murderer PR bitch can very easily break in and fuck shit up in there, it might be a bit unsafe?

fair, but likw. he got what hw wantef from therw, right? ehy wouls he go bacj??

[mitsuripink]

Detective Conan x Reader!

Summary: S/o was Teenager like Shinichi-kun,and shrank by the APTX 4869 same as Conan-kun she disguise herself Changing her name Nao Tomori she was 6 years old but apparently she's 17 years old in her teenager form, she is villain and join the Black Organization recently, and hiding from the Detective boy (Conan-kun) and the scientist girl (Ai Haibara) and S/o was also a CEO, Model and Idol due to her parents and her big sister die for some reason and living with abusers Aunty and Uncle family's members. We will find out soon!

Pairing: Conan x fem! Oc Reader

Appearance of S/o: You'll have White milky hair, blue eyes with round glasses, Long hair to hips, You're shorter then Conan (Don't mind I'm also tall okay ◉⁠‿⁠◉) And you'll be emotionalless and put a forced smiled, she disguise herself as For now She wear Black with purple highlight in the end hair wig and have short to shoulder and wear eye contact lenses purple colour and wears Butterfly clips on two ponytails (I know what you are thinking,it'll be Shinobu Kocho like her,you're thinking)

Warning:Some of them will be Au's characters, Fem!reader is having a tough time with her Aunty and Uncle and doesn't trust Conan/Shinichi, Ran Mouri, Kazuha, Heiji,Haibara, always having new buries marks and got blackmailed by her Aunty and Uncle, and some Japanese words will be use (Kun, Chan, San, Sama for the ones who don't know/if you know it's great!) (I means You), Fem!reader is matureness,Drug, alcohol addiction, Violence, Sexual themes by Aunty and Uncle which are Abusers!

Plot: In scene which Conan-kun and Haibara-chan talking eachother silenty while Junior Detective League talking about the new student they will have in their classroom B-1.

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⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡... ⋙

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(Normal Pov at school)

"Did you hear that A new student is coming to our classroom!" Ayumi said with her cheerful tone

"Yep, what do you think what will be their Gender." Mitsuhiko asked to Genta with a smile

"Maybe,Mmm Boy?"Genta said with guessing expression

While Conan make his bored face as he sighed and shook his head as he puts his hands on his pocket

"Mm, I think her Gender is female i bet." Haibara said crossing her arms with a small smirk with a half smile

"I'm also taking Haibara-chan side." Ayumi said taking Haibara's side

"No, he's boy for sure!" Genta said with a smile as Mitsuhiko takes Genta's side,Ayumi-chan, Haibara-chan and Mitsuhiko-kun and Genta-kun pay attention to Conan-kun telling him what side he'll take

Before Conan-kun could say, their class teacher came as they greet them

Everyone: Good morning Mrs.Nakomi. They said standing up from their sits as the teacher smiled and told them to sit down

Mrs.Nakomi: Good morning everyone pls sit down, as we know today we've a new student. She said with a smile

(Dress: You wore a black high neck as it covers your wrists line and you wore a purple skirt with a black high socks to inner thighs for sure and makes a two ponytail)

I open the Door I came inside as I smiled and walked inside as I saw everyone and i bow

Hi!, nice to meet you everyone my name is Nao Tomori,I'm 6 years old.I said as I smiled

Mrs.Nakomi: smiled Nice to meet you Nao-chan, Mm where'll you sit with um.. She said looking around as she saw Conan's Side desk and told to me sit there, i walked towards the desk as I put my purple school back on my side desk

"She's so pretty..." Ayumi mubbled by herself as Genta-kun and Mitsuhiko-kun nodded in agreement

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After an hour later it was Lunch time as everyone was packing their things, I was taking some notes on my notebook Ayumi approaches me

"Hi, Nao-chan wanna come with us in the cafeteria?" Ayumi asked looking at me

U-um... Mm, Nope thankyou.. hehe. I said awkwardly with a shy smile

"But why?mm?" She asked to me with her puzzled face

U-um um... Because I bought my own L-lunch, yep... I said as she nods then Conan, Haibara approaches me and Ayumi-chan

[pansexualkiba]

@panda-monium64 you're getting @ed despite no message to display! because you're in for the long haul. luckily, this one isn't too long.

PART 4 OF A SERIES

TOUHOU TAKOKENZAI ~ PHANTASMAGORIA OF CRIMSON HARBOR

We're getting into the college-era of Touhou OCs, because I was perfectly happy to let it all stop with WDI and GoE, and theoretically WBZ. And then I got an idea for the final boss, and long story short this might be the ONLY one you get art for... and it's an outfit ref. You'll also see what I mean when I say "I wish I could draw". [EDIT: HERE]

Plot: The sky's turned red! ...This is a complete non issue, but it's still a pretty bad omen, so Reimu and several others have gone out to investigate. However, there's something else happening entirely: apparently, everyone's wounds are completely healing, and even the elderly are as spry as they were in their youth. This COULD be a good thing, but this actually has the more discerning minds in a tizzy. After all, the human lust for life is born from a knowledge that they'll one day die. Plus, if everything keeps healing, where'll everyone get their meat? It's time to find out what's going on!

...It's kind of a muddled plot, but I think it has a nice, mature look on the concept of always being healthy to the point that it's kind of a fault, like it's okay to be ailing and shit. It's just clumsily handled cause I developed the plot while sleep-deprived due to night shifts.

Anyways, because this is, as you can tell, a Phantasmagoria-type game, I only have four people in this one. I know, I know, it should be five, but what can you do.

KYUDOYA MIURA Battle-Hungry Archer Species: Tsukumogami Ability: Capable of changing an object's trajectory The furuutsubo of a famous general's quiver. Once her old master fell in battle, she became alive through his sheer fighting spirit. She survived as a youkai for quite some time, but she grew bored with her existence. Currently, she lives in the depths of the Bamboo Forest of the Lost, attacking those who get too close. Her ability gives her pinpoint accuracy, but only if she's the one who attacks first. When her prey suddenly became unfazed by her projectiles, she quickly realized something was wrong, and, for once, left her grove to investigate...

I... THINK a furuutsubo is linked to a very specific dude? I just made it into a general sub-species of tsukumogami, though. "She survived as a youkai" she's STILL a youkai what does that mean. You can tell I was sleep deprived. Her shot type on the opponent's side is a trail of arrow danmaku that ricochet off the screen borders, and she has a homing shot type.

SUICHI Monsoon Season Guardian Species: Shachihoko Ability: Capable of creating water A shachihoko that lives in the Myouren Temple. She is able to sustain herself on only water, so she's strongest during rainy seasons. Her power allows her to create water, but as it requires she intake a large amount of water beforehand, it's best to use it only in emergencies. She has decided to live in the Myouren Temple, as her nature is equally like a tiger as it is like a fish. She's basically the temple's fire extinguisher, yet she doesn't follow the teachings. The year was unusually wet, from a combination of a rain-making human, a snow-bringing youkai, and a star spirit granting a wish for floods. As such, she was at peak health before the latest incident even started. As such, she's rather confused as to why everyone's so concerned about their health...

Touhou Gargoyle but make her Buddhist. She's kind of a filler character, but she's basically if Maiko wasn't a fucking loser (speaking of, Maiko, Kouriko, and Nozomu get mentioned here! maybe they were supposed to be playable in this game?). What I don't mention here is Suichi's ability involves her spewing the water out of her mouth, like a Squirtle. Scattershot type whose EX skill is good for removing large chunks of a boss's healthbar, but only at close range.

SAYUMI End of the Monsoon Season Species: Hiderigami Ability: Capable of causing evaporation A hiderigami who lives out on Youkai Mountain. As a hiderigami, she cannot help but remove moisture from things. Despite this, she enjoys rainy periods. One day, she came across a large lake, and no matter how much she tried, she could not evaporate it all before exhausting herself. Then, the sky turned red, and she thought she saw something leave it. Despite this, she soon realized she couldn't tire, and so she set out to begin draining the lake of its moisture. As it was a large lake, however, she couldn't finish doing so before getting bored. She soon set out to find more sources of moisture to drain.

I love Sayumi entirely because she's here to go "yeah i know how to solve the plot? idk tho i'm just looking for people to dessicate" and we love that for her I support women's rights AND wrongs. She genuinely only has one arm and one leg, btw, as all hiderigami do. She's also meant to be, like, a counterpart to Suichi? I sure do love making fire/water rival characters, huh. Sayumi has a relatively weak piercing laser attack but her gimmick is her spirit aura fucking. deals damage to enemies, at the cost of it not being able to activate spirits.

FUNKA NO KAMUY, AKKORO God of Harbors and Wellness Species: God (formerly Jorogumo) Ability: Capable of healing all ailments The god of a certain harbor. When Akkoro first started out, she was the only Jorogumo in her area. Due to a lack of competition, she quickly grew to massive sizes and threatened the nearby fishing towns. The villagers and fishermen all prayed out, and she was then pulled into the sea. To adapt, she tapped into her vast amounts of power to attempt a magic she had not yet attempted: shapeshifting. With this, she turned into an enormous octopus. She quickly became feared and revered as a vengeful spirit, and then, suddenly, was deemed a native god. Though she was confused at the change of emotions, she enjoyed her newfound supply of faith, and remained the god of the harbor's waters. In return for her faith, she granted humans who prayed to her healing of their ailments. However, centuries have spawned other octopus-like gods who do the same thing as she does without requiring they risk going into her waters. All at once, she found herself in a large lake, yet smaller than the seas she was used to. Thinking herself captured, she unleashed her power across the land and left the waters for the first time in centuries for answers. However, what she hadn't counted on was her powers having changed to fit her legends. Thus, she ended up, however unintentionally, causing the Perfect Health Incident...

AT-KOR-KAMUY LETS GOOOOOOOO Genuinely my favorite character I've made I LOVE HER SOOO MUCH. She's got it all!!!! She's canonically Ainu! She's got a harpoon (borrowing from Repun Kamuy's depictions)! Her skirt is six octopus tentacles so her regular legs count as the other two tentacles! I put SO MUCH fucking thought into her design that it's almost a fucking crime I haven't posted it here - I'll link it later when I'm not busy. God. God I love her. Her theme is "Tentacles in the Crimson Depths ~ Molluskoid Dream". OctoTouhou. We love to see it. Her backstory is literally just a slightly-modified retelling of the actual story of Akkorokamui. (fun fact! originally her name was just "Funka no Kamuy", as if to imply that she's so powerful she doesn't even need a real name. Akkoro is basically a name she'll only tell her close friends.)

final thoughts on this batch!!! there's not a lot of them, but i love the they. :) I made them during a real difficult patch in my employment/college life, so they have a VERY special place in my heart. what happens to this group after the incident is resolved? Well, the three randos just go back to their daily lives, but Akkoro essentially builds a shrine/fishing business at the shores of this fucking giant saltwater lake on Youkai Mountain. she also puts a little stone octopus statue in the human village people can pray to for small ailment cures. Maybe she and Eirin can go into business together... Make those shady drugs a little more shady.

There's been a bit of quiet from the fairies, however... What's up with that?

[gaywoso]

[01/19/2021]

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[grimesapologist]

being tentatively homeless is so weird