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tsuki-sennin · 1 year

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Don Don Donbrothers! Don Don Rolling and going! Don Don Donbrothers! Don Don Don Don Don Don Don... Yeah!

Rampagin’ through the streets Everyone does their part No other, better chance Our party’s about to start! Going ape in the club with the hardest beats Clock strikes, it's time to dance... Follow My way!

Feeling your soul blaze, so wild and free! Swift wings strong as a howling breeze! I run out swinging, better watch yourself! Go all out for prizes on the top shelf!

Right now we Go! (Go!) Go! (Go!) Let’s show ‘em all our power range now, Avatar Change! Go! (Go!) Don’t matter when now, don't cry! Your heart’ll still be shining bright! Blast your sorrows far away! No way you can't say, "I am the Only One"!

Don Don Donbrothers! Don Don Rolling and going Don Don Donbrothers! Don Don Don Don Don Don Don... Yeah!

That, my dear readers, was an attempt at "localizing" Win Morisaki's "Ore Koso Only One" using the approximate translation of the TV length version of the theme put on the Ranger Wiki as a base. I spent a few days on it, and I understand it's hardly perfect (what with the creative liberties I took), but I felt it's only fitting that I go big for such a force of personality as Don Momotaro.

Episode 50, of Avataro Sentai Donbrothers. Can't believe it's finally ending. Our festival's about to as the clock strikes midnight on this town. I'm obviously gonna miss this series. But like... for how bittersweet this feels, I'm not sad at all. This is the best festival I've ever been to, and we've all made some truly unforgettable memories.

There ain't ever gonna be another series like Donbrothers, but I truly hope that it inspires some absolutely batshit insane stories to be told for years to come.

So, without further ado... Spoilers, I guess...

-Oh my God.

-Haruka was a self-insert for Toshiki Inoue all along!

-Haruka wins all the things. And you know what? She's more than earned it.

-WHAT THE FUCK THAT IS INOUE

-H-Hello, Inoue-sensei!

-He and Sonoza are so proud.

-Everyone's so happy for you :)

-Ohhh, Tarou...

-No opening today, just gotta jump right into it.

-Hatanaka-san...

-Oh no, Tarou's forgetting everything

-"...did you like me putting your life on the line constantly?"

-"...I mean, at first I didn't, but then I did, y'know?"

-Haruka's seen the best and worst of humanity thanks to these weirdos.

-"Man, nobody's gonna try to claim that but you."

-Goodbye?

-Ohhh...

-Shinichi, of course, absolutely doesn't regret it.

-A fun little learning experiment.

-As transient as the clouds.

-Ohhhhh shit.

-"The most beautiful woman in the world... is me!"

-Sonona~! Our final boss.

"GIMME THAT, NERD! You're welcome, scrub lord!"

-There he is! Murakami!

-Sonoya~!

-OH SHE CAN JUST

-STEAL POWERSETS, OKAY

-He can too, okay! That's terrifying!

-Flattened like a beer can.

-Ah, yep. Relationship drama.

-I don't blame her at all, tbh.

-"Shit, this ain't a good time."

-How delightfully anti-climactic.

-A bit of self-reflection would do ya some good, doggie.

-"I'll do it full time. So other people's relationships can flourish where mine didn't."

-Murasame-kun!

-Where ya goin' buddy?

-Momoi Jumpscare.

-Hello, Tsuyoshi.

-"Oh come now, it's okay! I'm a Donbrother, remember?"

-Tarou's so proud of his little losers.

-"Sonoshi-chan."

-W

-Wiggly, what the fuck

-Sonoshi's so fucking terrified, they're about to shit gold.

-MURASAME-KUN NO

-"Our boss!"

-RESET

-WHAT

-Oh okay, Papa Jin's just free now

-There's no need for a Momoi Tarou in the current age.

-"Not my boyfriend!"

-"It's tasty. You should try one, Dad."

-HE EVEN FORGOT HIS DAD AAAAAA

-Good work, Tarou.

-Sonoi on the street corner. What will he do?

-"So like... can you help me remember everything?"

-OHHHH

-That Murakami grin.

-"You seem kinda off, man."

"H-hey, Tarou!

-Oden :)

-"Kitou Haruka. She makes manga."

-Momoi-san...

-"He's a timid little birdie."

-"Good night, Tarou-san."

-Who...

-Sonoi aaa

-Oh no

-The Condor Signal!

-Holy shit, these guys are strong.

-"Well, if it isn't little Sonoi! Where'd your boyfriend go?"

-Ewwwww, don't lick those

-He's goin' on. Leavin' us all behind.

-The executioners.

-"Tarou's left me in charge! It's my chance to do him right!"

-"The author of this manuscript wanted you to read this. ...don't worry, my name is Kaito, I run this cafe."

-Tsuyoshi and Tsubasa! CGI in arms.

-YOOOO MURASAME

-"I hate you. I'm gonna be with my friends!"

-Holy shit, Haruka was thorough.

-His little sister, his boyfriend, his friends, and himself. Don Momotaro.

-God, brutal.

-HERE HE COMES

-Hahahahahahahaha~!

-Laugh, you gotta laugh! The festival is here!

-Up on your feet! It's time to shout it loud, shout it proud!

-Absolute integrity personified! Sonoi!

-A beautiful rose has its thorns... looking to know love, Sononi!

-When something catches my interest, nothing gets in my way! Sonoza!

-The jaws that've snapped awake! Don Murasame!

-Don Dragoku! And Don Torabolt!

-Farewell, transient world! Saru Brother!

-The manga master! Oni Sister!

-The fastest getaway of all time! Inu Brother!

-Faithful pheasant! Kiji Brother!

-Here it comes

-Born from the peach! Don Momotaro!

-Yo! Nippon Ichi!

-Avataro Sentai! Donbrothers!

-TIngly tingly!

-Literally the hypest shit of all time.

-Momotaro Slash!

-He's gone.

-He vanished as he lived. In a fiery explosion brought about by his grandstanding lunacy and obsession with the people he loves.

-Criminal Couple~!

-Oh fuck, Natsumi-san.

-Damn girl, you bounced the hell back!

-Motherfucker broke the fourth wall. to give his scarf away.

-My friends! Getting the Inoue Award! ...I suppose Murasame didn't feel quite like getting up on stage today. It's alright, he's his own man.

-Oh? Who might be at the door?

-Oh thanks Auntie Yuriko.

-The delivery man :)

-We made a bond :)

-The handoff :)

-My heart feels like it's shining today.

-...I suppose whoever Mother and Don Kaito really are is a bit irrelevant, but to be honest I think I've had more than my fill.

-Thank you, old man Inoue. You're an odd fellow, but I must say, you steam a good ham.

-Big shoutouts to literally every person on this cast and crew for going far harder than they ever had any right to. The action directors, the editors, the stuntmen and women, the cops,

-And of course, thank you for watching and following along with me.

-It was a weird path, one fraught with weirdos minor and major, insane bullshit left and right, things that just happen, extremely satisfying sound design, fights like you've never seen before, plenty of love and kindness spread about, and lots of screaming. It was all worth it.

-I expect big things from you, KuwagataOhger. A supposed "King of Evil".

#donbrothers spoilers #avataro sentai donbrothers #don! don! it's a full force peachy festival!#super sentai #donbrothers

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latte-fairytaekwoon · 3 years

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Wolf! Ateez: Smelling Someone Else's Scent On Their Mate

Warnings: Allusions to forced servitude, jealous rages, brief mentions of violence, harassment, hostile treatment and a few other angsty scenarios.

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❥𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰

"Y/N, remember our mate said not to wander off too far." Your wolf reminded you, ever cautious about the instructions Hongjoong placed on you. And she knew what you were up to when you neared the more forbidden part of the forest during one of your walks.

"It'll be ok, don't worry. Honestly, when did you become such a wuss?" Not taking kindly to your teasing, she began to growl at you, a soft snort coming out.

"I'd rather not be on the edge of death again, thank you very much."

You ended up wandering around so far for so long that you didn't notice until it started to get dark. You immediately began running back, knowing that Hongjoong would be upset and sick with worry if he didn't find you back in the cottage. So concentrated on finding your way back, your senses fell deaf on the presence that noticed you a few feet back and had begun to follow you. Seeing the opportunity, the figure jumped out right in front of you, startling you when you saw who it was.

"Hey there babygirl." Even through the shadows, you could tell that he was donning the same shit eating smirk that you had grown to hate.

"Ch-Chan...." You whispered softly backing away from him. It seemed luck wasn't on your side as you ended up backing up into a tree and your old acquaintance didn't miss the chance to trap you, his body pressing close against yours.

"You were awfully hard to find my dear. You have absolutely no idea how much I missed you..." Lowering your head, you whimpered softly when he started leaning in close to you, shutting your eyes and trying to push him away. Just as soon as he was going to tilt your face towards him so he could kiss you, he paused when he discerned something strange.

"You've been whoring around with someone haven't you?" He raised an eyebrow, fingers clasping your jaw so you could look at him.

"Chan... I think it's best if you go.... I found my mate."

He widened his eyes at your words, feeling loss for words when he heard you say that. He scoffed and released you from his hold.

"Your mate huh? Ok then..... go back to your mate then....." Turning around, he proceeded to walk away from you, rather suspiciously. You knew it wasn't like him to simply let you go like that. You knew him far too well to know he wasn't leaving in peace.

But you had no time to wonder what he was planning. The moon was out and you dashed back into the cottage as fast as you could, nearly slamming into the door when you tried to get in. You were a panting mess when you came in, legs burning from all that running. Wiping the sweat off your forehead, you heard footsteps approaching you, belonging to none other than your beloved mate. As expected, he looked like he nearly had a heart attack.

"What happened? Are you hurt? You have no idea how worried I-" In coming up to check you thoroughly, he could smell someone else's scent on you. Furrowing his eyebrows, he pulled you close and deeply inhaled your neck. Indeed, it was a powerful scent, much like the ones only Alphas tended to emit. His mind started to put pieces together, you going out frequently, coming back late and smelling like someone else....

You gasped when your usually sweet mate suddenly pressed you up against the wall, hands pining your wrists above your head as he snarled at you.

"Who the fuck have you been seeing behind my back?"

❥𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

It had been a little bit over a week or so since that entire scene with Seonghwa. You honestly didn't understand how you were not thrown out right then and there for acting so brazen around him. And more confusing is why he'd suddenly go on a mysterious trip out of nowhere. It didn't matter to you. It resulted in you not having to face him for a while and you were glad of that. Every time you were around him, you got nervous and jittery. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact you knew you were destined to him.

That alone made you anxious. And every time you thought about it, you found yourself stumbling on your work.

"Y/N! Watch out!" Had it none been for one of the butlers passing by to help catch you from falling back, you would have seriously gotten injured.

"Oof! Thanks Ahren." You smiled at him as you tried to adjust the pile of blankets you had in your hands. Grimacing when he saw you struggling to carry them up the stairs, the fellow servant took pity on you and walked up to take the blankets off your hands.

"Here, I'll take them up to the supply closet. You can take that tray of food there and take it to the young master. He is your charge after all."

You couldn't hide the anxiety in your face when he said that.

"He..he's back?" Ahren nodded, quickly leaving you standing there in disbelief.

"Seonghwa is back and I didn't even know about it? Why would he not call for me?"

You shook your head, reminding yourself that you didn't even want to see him. And yet, you were left with no choice but to go see him. You tried so hard to calm your nerves, calm your trembling hands so you wouldn't accidentally spill any of the contents in the tray you were carrying. Standing outside his door, you took a deep breath, ready to knock on the door, but of course, the man behind the door beat you to it, opening it up as he smiled softly at you.

"I thought it was you.."

Stepping aside so you could come inside, Seonghwa watched you with a melancholic gaze as you set the tray on his desk. His nose started twitching though when he smelt a strange odor on you that he couldn't quite register. Coming closer, he scared you when he suddenly pressed his nose on the nape of your neck, making you freeze at the contact.

"Have you......were you around somebody else..?" Although his wolf was writhing in anger, Seonghwa remained calmed, not wanting to jump to conclusions and much less frighten you, especially after what happened last time.

"Oh. One of the butlers caught me and prevented a nasty fall." You quickly explained, knowing what he was referring to.

"Oh...I see......" Seonghwa responded, face looking down.

The atmosphere felt so cold and awkward between you both, it was tense and you had no idea what else to say. Sighing softly, you decided it was best to leave.

"Your breakfast is there Sir. If there isn't anything else you need, I shall take my leave."

Before you could even take one step, Seonghwa stopped you, hand gripping your wrist.

"Wait...before you go... I wanted to talk to you about something..."

Not waiting for a response, Seonghwa led you towards the bed, sitting you down first before taking a seat himself. He seemed nervous and unsure about how to approach whatever it was he wanted to say.

"I don't know if you wondered about why I left so suddenly....you probably don't even care and that's fine..." You'd be lying if you said you didn't wonder about it.

"But I left because of what you said on that day. I went away so I could trace back your history, especially about your family....." His voice faltered at the end, his eyes coming up to meet your incredulous ones. Had he really?

"I wanted to find out what happened, but I was afraid of asking you. I didn't wish to make you uncomfortable with the topic and I'm sure you probably didn't want to relive those tragic moments."

You were in disbelief. He had actually gone out of his way to find out your entire past? You were shocked about it that you didn't even notice Seonghwa had come closer to you until you felt his arms wrapping you in a warm embrace.

"I'm sorry..... it probably doesn't mean much but... I truly am sorry.."

Unable to hold in the tears, you began crying into his chest, and Seonghwa was kind enough to hold you during your sobbing session. You never thought that a wolf's embrace would be so comforting and yet......

You felt truly safe in Seonghwa's arms.

❥𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

"I take it the negotiations are going well?" You turned your head to the male next to you, his features as stone cold as your own.

"Splendid indeed. Father is excited at the prospect of extending our commercial territory. Several parcels containing some of our most famous medicines are already being shipped out beyond the western regions."

You nodded your head at the information your brother was relaying to you, always keeping you up to date on the kingdom affairs.

"I'm surprised that it's all moving so quickly." Your brother nodded in agreement.

"Yes I'm shocked as you are. And yet, wolves are such an intriguing, enthusiastic and rather pleasant kind to be around. Very friendly as well." Unable to resist the urge to poke a little fun at you, he allowed himself to snicker as he bumped his elbow against your ribcage.

"One just needs to open up to them."

Turning to him, you were about to say something to him but unfortunately your brother beat you to it as he cupped your cheeks and pecked your forehead in an affectionate manner.

"Don't be so cold towards him Y/N. He truly does care for you....more than you know."

Letting out a loud and annoyed huff, you turned to the opposite direction and headed in the direction of your beloved garden. Taking out the sharp clippers that you had tied to your waist, you began to tend to your plants with utter delicacy and gentleness. You smiled softly to yourself, tilting your head to the right when you heard a few leaves rustling behind you.

"Is that you hiding in the bushes pup?"

You chuckled when indeed Yunho came out of his hiding place. Turning around, you were surprised to see that instead of the usual bright smile he was always donning, he wore a dark and somewhat grim expression on his face. It was rather fascinating to you.

"Oh my. Pup are you doing all right?" You questioned him.

Yunho only answered with an angry scoff, arms folding across his chest. Stepping closer towards you, he brought his face close to yours, which had you widening your eyes at the close proximity. And when he clasped your shoulders and pressed his nose against your neck, you stiffened considerably, trying hard to calm your heart lest you accidentally released one of your spells unconsciously. Yunho was not making it easier on you when he started to emit low and faint growls. You had never seen him act this way and it was making you feel all sorts of emotions that you couldn't even make out what they were.

"You even reek like him..." He snarled as he began nuzzling his nose deeper in your neck.

"Huh?" Your word was barely above a whisper, as your breath was caught by the sudden show of affection.

"That man you were with. He's got his scent all over you when you should only smell like me." With a gruff, he pulled away to face you.

"Who is he and why is he trying to ruin all my hard work to try and win you over?"

You were so confused about what he meant, especially after that random attack on your neck that still had you dizzy, but when it clicked in your head, you rolled your eyes.

"You mean my brother?" Now it was Yunho's turn to look shocked.

"What?"

"My older brother. You know? The crown prince of this kingdom? You may have forgotten because I do indeed have a lot of siblings."

Yunho's mouth went agape at the information, his cheeks turning crimson red with embarrassment.

"I'm.....I'm.....oh god." He couldn't even look at you anymore as he realized he made himself look like a fool for letting his jealous emotions get the better of him. It mostly faded away though when he heard your soft laughter coming from behind, shocking him when he saw you smiling for the first time.

"Can't believe you pup actually got jealous of my brother." You continued giggling.

Although it made his embarrassment increase, Yunho couldn't complain.

"But it certainly got you to laugh right?" Now it was your turn to get embarrassed as you realized he was right, and that damned wolf had the audacity to smile smugly when your expression suddenly changed. Feeling utterly shy, you wrapped your cloak around yourself and began to walk away as fast as you could, not wanting him to see how flustered he got you.

"Wait! Y/N come on! It was incredibly adorable and you can't deny it!" He called out to you, his wolf inwardly howling in delight at the fact part of your cold exterior was warming up to him.

❥𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

Your grumbling did not stop along with the rattling of the chains that were fastened on your wrists as Yeosang led you through the crowd of people. You didn't even need to look at them to know they were all eyeing you with caution and suspicion, no doubt judging you in the back of their minds as an enemy and filled with contempt for you. It didn't matter to you, as you hated them just the same.

Stopping momentarily, Yeosang turned back to look at you.

"I need to go inside this store for a few minutes, but I'm afraid the owner might not exactly....." He paused, hand reaching back to scratch the back of his head awkwardly. You didn't need him to finish, you knew exactly what he was trying to say.

"He doesn't want someone like me staining the oh so holy sanctuary of his second hand clothing store." You rolled your eyes, not hiding the sarcastic tone

Yeosang sighed as he wrapped the chain's link to a nearby post, his heart aching at having to treat you as if you were an actual animal when he knew you wouldn't actually harm anyone.

"I'll be back." He assured you yet you payed no attention to his words.

You actually contemplated momentarily breaking free from the chains, but one light tug of the handcuffs and you know it was not going to be easy. Even if you somehow managed to break them, where the hell would you run off to? Your entire pack was gone and you were in enemy territory that was unfamiliar to you.

"Yeosang will want us to stay put. So don't even get any ideas you crazy girl." Honestly, sometimes you wished you could kick your wolf everytime she said something that irked you.

"Well....aren't you the cutest thing to appear this fine day?"

You belatedly ignored the voice behind you, not in the mood to hear some dick try to flirt with you, especially not someone from your enemy pack. Obviously leaving you alone was not in the wolf's plans as he suddenly came to stand in front of you, his overly confident smirk making you gag.

"I'm sorry, did you not hear me just now? The compliment was intended for you." When his thumb brushed against your lip, you pulled your face away, scowling at the stranger.

"I heard you. I'm just not interested." You firmly stated, causing the man to momentarily be taken aback by your response. Obviously he wasn't used to getting rejected.

"Yeonjun, leave her alone. She's Yeosang's bitch." One of his friends explained. Hearing that information, Yeonjun snorted.

"Yeosang's bitch? Really? The assassin from the Southern pack?" He looked at you up and down, eyes shamelessly checking you out, making you cringe. When he cupped your face again, you backed away, but unfortunately the chains kept you from moving anymore.

"Damn that pack may have been a pain in the ass, but they certainly weren't kidding when they said they had the prettiest bitches with them." Tilting your face, he smirked when he scanned your neck.

"No mark on you yet...... interesting..."

You froze when you felt his breath ghost over your neck, lips dangerously pressing against your skin. How you wished you didn't have the chains keeping you there. As if on cue, Yeosang came bolting out of the store, dropping the bag in his hand as he pulled the other wolf off you, effortlessly throwing him to the ground. Going over towards you, Yeosang sniffed you, nose crinkling when he smelled Yeonjun's scent on you. Not caring that you were in public, he gently rubbed his nose against your neck, making sure to get every inch of skin he could, even going as far as poking his tongue out in certain areas. He was smirking triumphantly when he glanced back at the wolf on the floor that looked at him in shock.

"You'll have to excuse me, but I really can't stand my mate smelling like cheap dirt."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

You felt utterly drained from the endless visits from extended relatives and friends coming over to congratulate you on your engagement. Although it was nice of them to go out of their way and make time to see you, it was somewhat smothering and suffocating to have them all up in your space and piling up your room with endless gifts that mostly consisted of kitchen utensils or things for your home because 'you were going to need them'.

But you did love them and appreciate their kindness, and it was rather cute to see your aunts cry about how much you had grown and reminiscing about when you were just a baby, while your uncles simply wrapped their arms around you and made you promise them you'd tell them if your fiance ever hurt you or made you upset in any way.

"Remember Y/N, if he makes you cry, I'll give him something else to cry about." You giggled and assured your uncle that San would never do that, he was too much of a sweetheart for that.

Finally after many hours into the night, you were able to shut yourself in the safe sanctuary of your room, letting out an exhausted sigh. You were so worn out that you barely managed to change into your sleepwear before crashing into the comfort of your bed, quickly snuggling under the covers, a huge smile on your face as you began lucid dreaming about your mate, whom you were missing so much.

Unbeknownst to you, San was missing you just as much that he had actually gone out of his way to go over to where you lived, unable to take another day without you. Hence why he was now outside your house, climbing up as quietly as he could the tree beside your balcony window. He struggled, nearly falling off one of the thick branches, but luckily he caught his balance and managed to land safely on your balcony. Trying to peek in, he began knocking on your window, awakening you from your deep sleep.

"What the hell?" You asked yourself, rubbing your eyes as you got up and went to check what was making that noise.

Pulling the curtains apart, you nearly squealed when you saw San waving at you, huge grin on his face that soon turned into a pout as he gestured for you to open up and let him inside. As soon as he was inside, he practically engulfed you in his arms, face nuzzling itself against your neck. He was so happy to see you again, to smell your scent that-

"Wait... hold on..." He sniffed against your neck harder, puzzled when he distinguished some unfamiliar odor that wasn't yours or his. Pulling away, he squinted his eyes at you with suspicion. Already knowing what was making him agitated, you chuckled and cupped his cheeks.

"Before you get all hissy or fuzzy, what you're probably smelling is my relative's scents. They came over and had a lot of love to give."

Easing his worries, San was happy once more, although you could tell that by the looks of it, he was definitely up to something.

"Well then I guess I have no choice left but to scent you, my dear mate."

You fought hard to stifle back a giggle when San pushed you on your bed, laying on top of you as he began pressing his nose across your face and then your neck, his lips occasionally pressing light kisses on your skin. He wasn't going to be satisfied until he made sure his scent was plastered all over you. Coming back up towards your face, his fingers carefully outline your features, eyes looking down at you with pure admiration.

"My sweet mate.... I missed you so much."

❥𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

Wanting you to get more comfortable around his kind, he arranged for you to come with him to his best friend's house, asking him to bring the rest of their group so they could get to know you and vice versa.

"Ummm.... I don't know Mingi...." You were unsure about his suggestion. But him being the ever positive individual that never gave up, he assured you over and over that everything was going to be all right.

"It'll be fun Y/N. Besides, I can't let you just stay here in the house all locked up. That's not fun."

Unbeknownst to you, Mingi had another reason for having you meet his friends. He wanted to see how'd they would get along with you, being his mate and all. He still hadn't told anyone about the link between you both, as far as anyone knew, you were just a stranger that he happened to meet that needed help and he wasn't going to leave you alone when you were hurt. He especially knew that if he told certain friends of his, they wouldn't be able to keep their mouths shut and would immediately overwhelm you with questions that you probably weren't ready for. It would only confuse you and probably agitate you hearing from someone else that you were Mingi's mate. He still wasn't even sure you understood that concept and he was still waiting for the right time to tell you.

Luckily for both of you, his friends were nothing short of warm and friendly towards you...... some of them a little too friendly for his liking.

"Oh my God! She's literally the cutest thing ever!" Wooyoung, one of his most outgoing friends cooed at you, his palms gently squishing your cheeks, the soured look on your face making it obvious that you weren't a fan. Mingi was not a fan either, eye occasionally twitching whenever Wooyoung got too touchy with you for his liking.

"Can you not do something and rip his arms off her?!" His wolf screeched at him, being as temperamental as ever and extremely possessive over someone else touching you.

"Calm yourself. I'm not going to cause a scene or do anything that'll seem suspicious. If I lash out right here in front of everyone, she's going to keep believing that us wolves are indeed vicious and dangerous." His wolf groaned in annoyance at Mingi's reasoning.

"Ok fine. But I hope you're willing to put up with the fact she's going to be smelling like his overly perfumed ass for a while."

Mingi inhaled deeply. He had tried so hard not to think about that particular fact, but now that it was brought up, it was hard to ignore. He could not stop himself from glaring every once in a while to see Wooyoung snuggling himself up to you while you watched a movie, angrily chewing on different candies as his eyes nearly set his friend on fire. Seeing an opportunity when you started tugging your sweater closer to your frame, Mingi swiftly took off his coat and draped it over you, picking you up from the floor in the process and sitting you on his lap.

You were blushing hard, face hiding itself in the oversized coat so no one else would see. It didn't help that Mingi wrapped his long arms around you, fingers tapping against your sides while his nose gently pressed itself against the nape of your neck.

"What are you doing?" You softly whispered to him.

"You looked cold. I'm just trying to cuddle you so you'll be warm. Is it working?"

It was working too well as you felt flushed with fever at his affectionate ministrations, embarrased that he was doing it in front of so many people, but you let him continue. You couldn't deny that you were enjoying the affection. And Mingi was satisfied when Wooyoung's scent was slowly but surely being replaced with his own.

"Ahhh...... smart move lover boy." His wolf praised him.

"See? There was no need for aggression and no one suspects anything."

❥𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

Meeting up with one of your closest friends was just what you needed, especially after feeling shitty with the whole ordeal with your mate.

"How'd you manage to get him to leave your house though?" He raised an eyebrow at you, as it was obvious he didn't follow through on his words to wait until you opened up the door and talked to him.

You let out a snort.

"I dumped a bucket of cold water on him since he wouldn't stop serenading me, even when it was starting to get dark." You had to admit, it was a rather lovely serenade. Your mate sure could sing.

"Damn. You gotta give him credit for being persistent though." He acknowledged.

"Yeah...but.... I'm just not sure about the relationship. I mean, how am I supposed to know he'll be faithful to me?" Shaking your head, you let out a huff.

"Maybe the universe made a mistake. You shouldn't have to be tied to some asshole who's going to be chasing down other girls the second you turn your head..."

Finding it unbearable to see you moping over someone not worth your time, your best friend stepped in front of you, hands coming up to cup your cheeks, thumbs tenderly stroking your soft skin.

"You deserve someone who truly loves you and only sees you, has no other person in their heart except you...." You knew by the way he was smiling shyly towards you that he was referring to none other than himself, and it started spurring something in you, something your wolf was not exactly comfortable with.

"Soobin-"

Before you could even say anything else, Soobin hushed you by enclosing his lips over yours, kissing you ardently and with sincerity. For some reason, even though you didn't particularly feel anything, you let him do it, allowed him to pull you closer to him as he deepened the kiss. Your wolf on the other hand was going insane.

"Y/N! Stop this madness! He's not our mate! You- we shouldn't!" But you completely ignored her. It's not like anything bad was going to happen... or so you thought.

It just so happened that Wooyoung was in the same part of town as you, having gone out with the intent of buying you something in hopes of earning your forgiveness and a second chance at your relationship. After much prattling about, he was satisfied at finding a beautiful rose gold locket in heart shape form, his smile unable to leave his features as he began thinking about how much you'd love it...

Upon rounding the corner, his heart dropped when he spotted you kissing somebody else. Unable to contain his fury, he immediately ran over and pulled Soobin off you, slamming him against the nearest wall with much force. You were so shocked as you didn't expect him to be nearby.

"What the hell do you think you're doing getting your filthy paws and stench all over my mate?" He demanded, grip getting tighter around Soobin, who merely looked him up and down with disdain.

"Huh.. so you're her mate." He snickered amusedly.

Not liking his tone, Wooyoung lifted up a fist that would have broken Soobin's nose had it not been for you interfering by clasping his arm.

"Stop it Wooyoung! Stop it!" You shouted as you pulled him off your friend.

Turning his attention to you, Wooyoung was absolutely fuming, veins appearing on the sides of his neck.

"You know....for someone who seems to hate me so much and calls me a cheater, you have a lot of guts going around and doing the same thing."

Scoffing, you crossed your arms over your chest.

"Maybe I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine-"

"No. A taste of my medicine would consist of you flirting with other men. But both you and I know that ever since we found out we were mates, I most certainly have never kissed anyone else or getting physical." He cut you off.

You opened your mouth to say anything, but your wolf growled at you to shut up, reminding you that he was indeed right. You were the one who took things far. Taking a deep breath, Wooyoung took out the small box that contained your gift.

"Here, it was for you anyways...." Spinning on his heel to leave, he made sure to say one more thing to you.

"If you truly don't want to be my mate anymore than fine....... I know someone who can easily break our link if that'll make you happy."

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

"What do you mean you don't have any results yet?"

Taking off his glasses, Yeosang ran his hand across his face in an exhausted manner. Jongho could tell that his friend had spent countless hours without sleep trying to find some sort of match that would reveal something, anything that could give them a clue as to who you were...

Or what you were.

"Nothing matches up. Perhaps we might need something a little more....substantial to help us figure it out."

Jongho watched as Yeosang took out a small syringe needle kit from one of his drawers.

"Do me a favor and get a sample of her blood for me."

Taking the kit, Jongho looked at Yeosang with surprise.

"How the hell do you expect me to get a sample of Y/N's blood without seeming suspicious?"

Shaking his head, Yeosang tapped the tip of his glasses on the bottom of his lip.

"Simple, say I need it for a health check up, to make sure she doesn't have any disease or infection we weren't aware of."

Nodding in agreement, Jongho made way to go back and check on you, but Yeosang stopped him.

"By the way, if you ever get a chance, you should go back or send someone to double check her old house." Yeosang suggested.

"Yeosang I've already checked that place over and over again countless times. There is absolutely nothing. And besides, I can't leave Y/N alone." Jongho sighed.

"I know but..... there's gotta be something. Try looking at it from a different perspective. Look around the forest surrounding the house. If you want, I'll go over and watch over her, after all, I'm no stranger to her."

Although reluctant, Jongho decided it wouldn't hurt to try one more time. That night while putting you to bed, he was gentle while taking out a sample of your blood, chuckling faintly when he saw you squeezing your eyes shut.

"There now, we're all done. Now that didn't hurt one bit did it?"

Giggling at your pouty lips, he finished wiping your arm off before wrapping a bandage around it so any blood wouldn't stain the bed. Patting your head, he told you he had to leave you for a while. Obviously you got agitated hearing that, you didn't like being left alone, especially during the nights.

"Hey Y/N, it'll be ok. I won't be gone long. And Yeosang promised to come over and watch you. If you're still afraid, ask him to tell you all about the circulatory system. That will certainly make you calm enough to fall asleep in no time."

You both laughed at his little joke. Kissing the top of your head, Jongho told you to rest before he headed out once more to your old hometown. As expected, he found it exactly the way he left it 2 weeks ago when he scavenged the territory. He tried to follow Yeosang's decision but still came up with nothing. Feeling as though it was a waste of time, he ended up going back home empty handed, even though he spent twice as much time there, dawn already starting to come up.

With sleepy eyes, he came back inside the house, confused when he didn't notice Yeosang around. Shrugging, he went over to your room, happy to see you still sleeping soundly, yet still finding it odd that Yeosang wasn't keeping you company. Sitting next to you, he smiled fondly at you, hand coming over to stroke your cheek.

Sniffing harshly, he grunted and leaned his face close to your neck, inhaling what seemed to be someone else's scent on you. His close proximity awakened you, your eyes fluttering open to see him staring at you.

"Morning..." You croaked out.

"Morning sleepy head." Kissing the top of your head, Jongho helped you to sit up.

"Y/N did Yeosang leave early?"

You scrunched your eyebrows at him, looking confused.

"What are you talking about? Yeosang never came by last night."

Jongho felt a chill down his spine when you said that. If that wasn't Yeosang's scent on your body......

Then who the hell was there with you last night?

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todomochi-uwu · 3 years

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Of Unspoken Troubles & New Threats (2.5/3)

Pairing: Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader

Warnings: Angst, and pls don’t kill me

Author’s Notes: Some of yall are going to be real pissed off and I can feel it in the back of my mind, but I didn’t want to cut it out, I wanted to build up the tension to the maximum! Don’t worry, tomorrow the next and FINALE part will be published, for now enjoy this. (I had already published this, but it wasn’t showing in the tags, and I’m about to cry)

“Take it, not so much of a threat, but as a warning.”

Previous parts: First Second

Since the very first second Ushijima had noticed the sudden raising friendship between you and the Nekoma captain lots of ill-mannered thoughts had started forming in the back of his head. Like, what would happen if he were to spike right into Kuroo’s head when he turned around? Or would it affect much his opponent’s game if he were to, I don’t know, break every single one of his fingers? Fumes seemed to come out of his ears, his spikes were harder than ever, his voice became even lower and the pressure he was putting on his team was becoming a little too excessive.

“What the fuck is up with Ushijima?” Semi said, hand on his knees, barely being able to breathe.

Reon sat on the floor, trying to stabilize himself, “That’s what I want to know, what has got him like this? None of these teams is a threat to us.”

Tendou let out a giggle while throwing his head back in exhaustion, “It appears manager-chan has stroked a nerve in our dear miracle boy.”

“What do you mean?” Shirabu said while trying to crack his spine without causing even more damage.

“Look over there.” The red-haired man pointed to the other side of the gym, where you sat analyzing some of the game plans and notes you had made, while Kuroo sat next to you, chin resting on top of your head, casually caressing your back.

Goshiki furrowed his eyebrows, “What is Nekoma’s captain doing with our manager?”

“I didn’t know they were that close.” Tendou said, “But this new ship seems to be stressing the fuck out of our captain, the poor boy doesn’t know how to react to jealousy, I don’t think he has ever experienced it before, at least not to this extent.”

“Wait! Ushijima san likes Y/N-chan?” Goshiki looked wildered, expressing himself louder than he should.

“Shh, man keep it low! We don’t want lover boy hearing us!” Shirabu smacked the back of the next inline ace.

“So, what’s the plan? Are we going to help them out? Like get them together or something?”

“Nope.” Tendou simply said.

Everyone looked at him confused, did he not want Ushijima to go back to normal? “Don’t get me wrong, all this training is killing me, but I think our ace needs to learn how to take care of his significant other, to know Y/N has a limit no matter how much they love him.”

Goshiki eyes widened in shock, “Wait, wait, wait so they are already…” The harsh smack of a ball made them all turn around, Ushijima was there looking directly at them, the stern look in his face said everything.

“God fucking dammit, I hope all of this is worth it,” Semi said under his breath, everyone agreeing with him in his mind.

Things hadn’t gotten any better, every hour Ushijima only seemed to be getting worse, more laps, more blocks, more sets, it wasn’t until the sound of a whistle was heard all across the room that the entire team sighed in relief.

“Hey, boys! Good job today, I think we have improved, I don’t have any commentaries other than to tell you to please enjoy your meal and rest well, you guys deserve it.” You smiled with sympathy, by the looks in their faces they were about to pass out. Oh Ushijima, what in the hell are you doing? You thought.

As they started scattering around and leaving the gym you noticed that Ushijima was not going with them, “Do you need anything, Ushijima-san?”

“Are we meeting outside at midnight?” He said.

Your eyes lighted up for a second, butterflies flying in your stomach, but the reality was quick to hit you and bring you back to earth, “I don’t have any notes for you to revise, the boys did well today, nothing left for me to say, so no.”

He furrowed his eyebrows, “I’m not talking about that.”

“Then why would we meet later? There’s nothing for us to discuss.” You grabbed your things, making sure not to leave anything behind.

“Y/N…” He attempted to stop you.

“Ushijima-san, I highly suggest you going to the cafeteria, you need to recover, they are serving rice and curry today.” You gave him a slight smile.

“Y/N…” He tried again, but this time, someone else entered the scene, interrupting him, “Chibi-chan…” His tone was melodic.

“Kuroo-san.” You greeted him.

“Oh, I didn’t know you were busy.” He said, in faux innocence. “I can come back if you want.”

“No, I was just telling Ushijima we were done with today’s work.” You said rushing out the door, no looking back.

Kuroo could only follow you.

The night was restless, Ushijima kept turning and squirming, anxiety was now invading his dreams, trembles ran down his body, his breathing was agitated and his heart running down miles per hour, his thoughts could not be appeased and he didn’t know what to do. The idea of you leaving him would not abandon his mind; seeing you with another man, laughing, smiling, had taken a toll on him; and to top it all you had rejected him. His mouth was dry and his hands wouldn’t stop shaking, maybe a quick trip to the bathroom would help him calm down.

As quiet as possible, he opened the door, hoping to control his anxiety, only to be met with something that only made him even more nervous. You and Kuroo. In front of the manager’s room, talking quietly but so closely, the sole scene made him want to gag. He stared at you for a couple of minutes before Kuroo finally left you to go inside, and made his way down the hall, to meet with Ushijima.

“Hey Ushiwaka, didn’t see you there, it’s kind of late, go to sleep you must be tired.” The smirk on Kuroo’s face was like a slap in the face to the other captain.

“That manager of yours sure is a hard worker.” Kuroo said, staring directly into the ace’s eyes, “Must be nice to have her, it would be such… a shame if someone were to steal her away, right?” Kuroo said, his tone was dangerous, his words dripped in venom.

Ushijima could only glare at him, no words came out of his mouth.

“Take it, not so much of a threat, but as a warning.” With that, Kuroo left.

The same thing was repeating the next day, no matter how sore Ushijima’s muscles felt, he wasn’t planning on stopping. His head wouldn’t stop repeating last night’s scene. You and Kuroo. Kuroo and you. Late night. Close. Together. It was getting under his skin and he didn´t know how to deal with it, not when you were distancing yourself from him.

“Ushijima I think you should talk to her, this isn’t healthy.” Tendou knows he kind of deserves it, but he couldn’t help but worry for him.

Ushijima didn´t know what to say, “I tried, she rejected me.”

“Make an effort, follow her around just like she always does, you can´t expect her to forgive you if you don´t even try.” Tendou nudged him, trying to cheer him.

Ushijima sighed, conflicted, he knew he had done you wrong, but he wasn’t aware of how bad he had fucked up until now. He was sorry, there was no doubt, but he didn’t know how to express it.

“Gather round boys!” You called out for the team, “For today’s schedule you will be going against, mmm let me check… Oh, Nekoma.” And to this, the entire team had tensed up, even more, fuck, this was going to be a very bad idea.

Nekoma approached, gathering up and stretching out before the “friendly” match, checking out the system they were going to follow throughout the game. Kuroo jogged to your side.

“Should I expect your captain to go all out?” He said.

“Please tell them to be careful, Ushijima is so tense, just as the rest of the boys, so be careful.”

“You sound like you think I’m not capable of blocking out his spikes.” He teased.

“Kuroo.” You warned him.

“I know, I know.” He cracked the back of his head, “Okay, let the match begin.”

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sniper11mask · 2 years

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I really do need you..... ( *Father* Levi x *Daughter* Y/n ) (Attack On titan)

⚠Warning⚠ This contains self-harm, Y/N getting raped,Some swearing and some angst...If you do not like any of these things, please read something else....This anime/show is not mine!!

There is also some fluff at the end. If you like this then Auther-Chan would like to say thank you and she might make a part two or this will Just stay like this :( Auther-Chan would try to make a part two for guys :D

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Y/n POV

¨Now Im late...Yay, Those fucking brats.¨ Y/n says while walking to class.

Flashback!!

¨well well well, look who it is, Its bitch Ackerman Ha!¨ The school bullys...Alex, Dj and Draco (Random names I picked )

¨Look I don´t have any money ok. Now fuck off¨

¨Hey guys! Looks like someone needs to get a beating, this will be fun¨

And there you are, laying on the ground beaten to death.

End Of Flashback!!

You walked in class. You cover yourself because the WHOLE class was looking at you.

¨ Y/n dear, how come your late?¨ Hange said.

¨I slept in¨

¨Well make sure to come to school on time next time ok?¨

I just nod. I went to go to my desk until I fall on my face.Everyone was laughing. Hange, my teacher yelled ¨ CLASS, YOU WILL BE RUNNING TWO WHOLE LAPS AT LUNCHTIME, YOU HEAR ME!¨ Hange was a kind, caring, and crazy teacher. But when ever someone laughs or bullys someone she like somebody else. The whole class stopped laughing when teach ( Teacher ) yelled at them, I was already in my seat then we all started to do math.

tImE sKiP

¨Hey Y/n!¨ It was Reiner and Bertolt waving at me, I waved back saying hello to both of them.It was gonna be my birthday tomorrow and the last day of school.

¨Y/n¨ Bertolt said.

¨Yeah¨ I say.

¨Would you like to watch a movie with me and Reiner at our place❓¨

¨ Sure, why not :D¨

¨YAAY¨

~Mean while~

When we got to there place we put some pjs on and man I Reiner and Bertolt were soOoOOOoo cute :DD. Reiner was wearing cat pjs and Bertolt was wearing pig pjs. I was wearing a full on white bunny pjs. We all had our hoodies on while watching some of disney plus. We then heard a door bell so Bert to get it and Mikasa, Eren,Jean,Sasha,Connie,Annie,Armin,Ymir,Histora.

¨Y/n...(Your Mums Name) Died...Your mum died...¨ Levi/Dad said.

¨ Your joking right...Yeah your joking, well dad that joke really wa-¨ I was about to speak until he yelled...Levi yelled...At me.

¨Y/N! IM NOT FUCKING JOKING OK, PLUS YOU KNOW BETTER YOU KNOW ME RIGHT, YOU KNOW FUCKING RIGHT I WOULDN´T JOKE ABOUT LOVED ONES BEING DIED¨

I just look back shocked...Then I yelled. ¨ DO YOU HAVE TO YELL AT ME DAD? HUH? IM YOUR FUCKING DAUGHTER! JUST TALK FUCKING NORMAL DANM!

¨YOU KNOW Y/N?!¨

¨...What...>__<¨

¨GET. OUT. OF. MY...FUCKING CAR. YOU CAN FUCKING WALKING HOME YOU BRAT.

I looked at him...My father. I was wearing VERY thin pjs.

¨ I SAID GET OUT!¨

¨ I AM YOU FUCKING DICK¨

I got out and the he went. It was cold. Very cold, I walking down the street and three old ugly men were behind me, I was crying. And then...Boom. The three men grabbed me and started to touch me...me...my chest...MY BODY...They started to play with me.

I called out for help but one of the men were kissing me.

¨You like that don´t you? You slut¨

¨ NO I HATE IT GET OFF YOU ME YOU UGLY GROWN ASS OLD DICKS¨

But now, I take back what I just said...I wanted to die...Im sick of living...I don´t wanna live anymore...i hate life...

¨Old men huh?we were gonna go easy on you but looks like were gonna have to hard because our doll was a very bad girl¨

¨Yup, what a very bad girl~~¨

2 hours late~~

I just layed there. They raped me. I then got up and I could barly walk. I went home.

When I got home I saw my dad and he saw me. he was drunk, I was hurt. But he didn´t see. I went to the kitchen. I grabbed a knif and went back to my room. There was a bathroom in my room so I went in there, and started to do things...( I think you already knows what happens )

I looked at my now bloodly arm then I waited for my blood to dry up. When it was all dryed up I cleaned the mess. I put some pjs on because my others were all bloody with my blood. I went to go make me some food but there were non there were only eggs. I walked to my dad then asked if he wanted some eggs.

¨Your such a pig Y/n, You should lose some god danm wight, why don´t you go onik onik huh?¨

¨SHUT UP DAD, I FUCKING WALKED OUT IN THE FUCKING COLD¨

He then looked like he wasn´t druck, he looked like he didn´t care.

¨SO? ITS JUST FUCKING COLD, WHY ARE YOU BLAMMING ME? YOUR ACTING LIKE I WAS THE ONE WHO FUCKING MADE YOU COLD.¨

He stood up yelling at me.

¨DAD, YOU MADE ME GET OUT OF THE CAR...HAVE YOU EVEN CHECK WHAT DAY OR TIME IT WAS? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT I GON THREW AT SCHOOL? DID YOU EVER SAY HOW WAS YOUR DAY WHEN I CAME BACK FROM SCHOOL? NO! DID YOU KNOW I GOT RA-

I fell on the ground, my cheek...It hurts, I just got slapped...Slapped...Slapped by my own...Fucking...Father.

¨ You know. Your never greatful¨ Thats what he said.

I held in my tears. So Im never greatful huh? I gave him MY money, MY love, I WAS GREATFUL. I CLEAN UP THE HOUSE WHEN HE WAS GONE.

I stood up...I went to my room. HE was always cold towards me. I went back to my room and packed some things. Things he did not buy. Then I jumped out of my window. I called Hange, Why wouldn´t I. she knows my dad as a friend friend.

¨ Hi Darling~~¨

¨Hi Anuty :D¨

¨So what do you need my little angel?¨

¨Well I was wondering if I could stay at your place and please don´t tell Levi...¨

¨What happened?¨

¨Is it ok if I tell you when I get to your place anuty?¨

¨Its ok but when you get here your gonna have to tell me everything. And.I.Mean.Everything."

¨Ok Anuty¨

Then the call ended.

Levi POV

I slapped her, I could see she was holding back her tears.

¨You know. Your never greatful

She sat there for a minute. She then went to her room, I was thinking about what she said. All of the things she said was right. But the last part I didn´t hear because I slapped her... I went to go onto my phone and when I saw the time I just looked at it in shock...It was 5:28 AM and the date was your birthday...I shouted at my own daughter on HER birthday...I run to her room and she wasn´t there, I checked the bathroom and she wasn´t there. I cryed...She ran away. She ran away from me...Me...It was me who made her ran away, me.

I called her, she didn´t pick up I kept calling her until my phone died.

Y/n POV

¨That shortie did what¨

¨He yelled at me then slapped me¨

¨That short man is soo gonna be in a coffin if I ever see him hurt you¨

¨No Anuty, its ok¨

End of part 1

Sorry guys its Just Im so tried so Im just gonna end it here plus its 1:57 AM right now so yeah, and I hope you liked part 1 and have a very great night/day. Bye Auther-Chan loves you :DD

#levi heichou #levi angst #father levi #daughter y/n #hange #hange zoë #hange zöe

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kaffeinic · 4 years

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Familiar | Bang Chan

Hey dear, I have this one shot/fanfiction idea but since I can't write I thought I'd request it from you x3 I can't stop thinking about a school AU in which Chan is a basketball player/captain and falls for the new girl in his class 🥺so if requests are open and if you have time, it would be nice if you could write that or something similar, thank you 💖

- @chansdimple

Pairing: High Schooler!Reader x Basketball Player!Bang Chan

Genre: Neutral // Romance

Warnings: Fem!Reader

Preamble: Change is extremely difficult, and moving to a new city with a new school was no exception. The classes are difficult, the people are loud, and the melodramatic behaviour seemed to constantly be at a ten. You felt suffocated - until you take a chance on a night out with a new friend.

You were conflicted, to say the least.

The idea of starting anew, in a strange place, with strange people you didn’t know, was, well, strange. Your hands were clasping the hem of your shirt, fiddling with the fabric in an attempt to calm your mind. You hated this feeling. It wasn’t something you generally chased after.

On the other hand, knowing that you were about to walk into a building in which no one knew you was almost relieving, in its own way. All of your awkward moments and incredible public mishaps were now ancient history. No one here could possibly know about that time in the second grade when you tried to pet the class turtle and somehow, someway was outpaced by it. No one would know about those times when you were so exhausted from the night before that you actually walked directly into a door.

Feeling a mix of glee and terror, you adjusted your grip on your bag’s handle and pulled open the front door. You were immediately greeted by a swarm of students, all moving simultaneously to their desired classrooms. You glanced around the foyer until you spotted the main office, briskly walking inside.

There were stark white walls on all four sides of the room, most of which were decorated with various trophies, class photos, and calendars. Six chairs were lined against two of the walls, providing seating for two rather angry students.

“Are you aware of how many times you’ve both been sent into my office this month? Nine. Nine times. I didn’t even think it was possible to piss off your teachers that much! Now, you’re both getting into fistfights before classes even start!” A middle aged man in an unbutton grey work suit fixed his tie with a huff. “If this happens one more time, you’re both getting suspended. Do I make myself clear?” He asked. The two boys sitting on the chairs adjacent to the man nodded their heads. “Get out of here.”

You cleared your throat after watching as the two boys sulked out of the office. The man’s face suddenly lit up.

“Hello, there! You must be Y/n. I’m Mr. Hanson. I trust you had a warm welcome?” He asked. You cocked your head in curiosity.

“What welcome?” You asked. “Did I miss someone?” The man peered past your shoulder through the window of the office door.

“Ah, your welcome committee is a little preoccupied.” He said. He found his way past you to open the door, waving a group of students over. “She’s over here, guys.”

You watched as four students strolled into the room, each with a very distinct aura about them. The first was a boy with red hair and serious features. He wore a pair of red jeans and a white tee, tucked in towards the front. He held out his hand to you, suddenly smiling, which changed everything about the way you had perceived him.

“I’m Felix. It’s nice to meet you.” He said. You returned the smile and shook his hand.

“Y/n.”

The second person to greet you was a girl with straight black hair, and equally dark eyes. Her clothes were viciously pink, and she sported a pair of heels with a myriad of jewelry. She immediately slapped a seemingly fake smile onto her face and waved.

“I’m Stacey.” She said, adjusting the way her bag rested against her hip.

“It’s nice to meet you.” You said. She exposed teeth, then turned to Felix, grabbing hold of his arm. First impressions said that they were dating.

The third person in line was a blond haired boy with a smile that screamed cheer. His yellow tee and blue jeans seemed to convert the same message.

“Hey! I’m Jisung. It’s very nice to meet you, Y/n.” He said, shaking your hand. You smiled at his enthusiasm. “This is Chan.” Jisung said, gesturing towards the fourth and final student.

Chan donned a pair of ripped blue jeans, a black hoodie, and a jean jacket to top it all off. His hair was dyed an almost silvery colour, and his curly bangs laid across his forehead in a stylish way. He gave you a polite smile, waving at you. You waved back, trying to avoid breaching the personal space of the five people around you. Suddenly the bell rang, signaling the last of the wandering students to hustle their way to class.

“Alright. Y/n, I’ve chosen these particular students in part because of your shared class schedules. If you stick to them, you shouldn’t get lost. I wish you luck!” Mr. Hanson said. You smiled and nodded.

“Yes, thank you.”

The five of you made your way to what seemed to be the math classroom. In every classroom you entered, the sea of students would follow you with their gaze until you sat, and even then, some curious eyes would remain glued to your figure. Jisung and Stacey seemed to always be on either side of you, with Felix on the other side of Stacey, and Chan on the other side of Jisung. The day was mostly uneventful until your last class.

You had carefully selected your elective - photography. It was simple enough - or at least that’s what you thought - but held your interest as well.

The photography class was rather small, and the only people shared the class with were Stacey and Felix. Throughout the day, she seemed to grow ever-annoyed at your mere presence. Felix waved you over to where they both sat, smiling.

“C’mon, Y/n!” He exclaimed. You smiled warmly at his invitation and obliged, sliding on his opposite side. Stacey let out a huff, rapping her fingers on her desk.

“Where are Chan and Jisung?” You asked, placing your bag on the desk in front of you. Felix began to take his camera out of the case, setting it up for whatever it was that they were about to do.

“They have basketball practice during the elective periods. Chan is the captain, and Jisung is his right hand, in a sense. They both work out plays and stuff together.” Felix paused and looked at you. “I honestly don’t know anything about basketball. I hope that made sense.” He began laughing bashfully. You laughed along with him, your eyes pinching with glee.

“Alright. I got it.” You said, glancing at Stacey. She seemed to be in a progressively worse mood as you and Felix spoke. It took you all day, but you thought you might have finally figured her out. She was jealous, which you thought was absolutely ridiculous.

A moment later, the photography teacher - who also happened to be your history teacher - walked to the front of the class.

“Alright, guys. I know I told you all about what’s going on this week, but Y/n wasn’t here, so I’ll recap.” Mr. Hanson said. “You all have one week to create a fifteen photo portfolio of the nature near and on our school premises. Each of you can have one partner.” He said. “You’ll be graded individually, not as a pair, so I suggest you both work on it.”

You peered around the classroom. It seemed as if everyone already had a partner. You stood to delve further into the lump of students, but heard your name.

“Y/n, I could partner with you.” Felix said from his seat. “It’s your first time, and I know it’s hard to work with someone you haven’t met yet.” You smiled at him thankfully.

“Uh-” Stacey immediately chimed in. “Felix, honey, we’re partners.” She said. “Plus, I have the good camera.” She grinned and pointed at the camera case that sat neatly on her desk.

“Yeah, but I think it would be nice if I helped Y/n out.” He explained. “She’s still new.” Stacey deadpanned before shaking her head.

“Yeah, but I doubt she knows anything about photography, and this is too important of a portfolio to mess up.” She explained. You looked to the ground.

“It’s alright, Felix. Thanks, but I can find someone else.” You said. Felix frowned, but nodded.

“Alright, but let me know if you need any help.” He added. You smiled and made your way over to the other students. Most of them had been given enough time to already have their partners, and were already discussing how they’d go about the project. After a few more moments of searching, you came back with no results. You let out a sigh, making your way to Mr. Hanson.

“Hey, Mr. Hanson?” You said. He turned and smiled at you.

“Hey, How’s it going? Did you get a partner yet?” He asked. You shook your head.

“No, but I think I’ll be alright working alone. I think I work best that way.” You explained. He contemplated the idea, and hummed in agreement.

“Alright, but I’ll be keeping an eye out to see if you’re struggling. Do your best.” He said.

The rest of the period was grueling as you relied solely on the paper instructions for the school’s camera. It wa nothing like you had used before. By the end of the hour, you were just about ready to throw the technology at a wall.

You shoved the last of your belongings into your bag as the final bell rang, letting out an exasperated sigh. Your body felt a little heavier than usual from such a stressful day.

As your hands flattened out on the front set of double doors, you heard footsteps coming from behind you.

“Y/n?” Chan said. You feigned happiness, not yet ready to deal with another awkward conversation.

“Hey...” You said. He cocked his head to the side as the corners of his lips tugged downward.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked, jogging over. “Rough first day?” You let out a chuckle.

“Yeah, but it could’ve been worse.” You said. He grinned, looking down.

“What an optimist.” He teased. You giggled, pushing the door open. He raised his arm out to hold it for you, waiting as you slipped past the frame. He followed suit, then shoved a hand in one of his jacket pockets.

“How was your day?” You asked. He seemed to contemplate, then bobbed his head left and right.

“Not too bad. Practice was tough, but the day was otherwise good.” He said. You smiled.

“Good, good.” You said. He hopped forward.

“Do you have to be home?” He asked. You raised an eyebrow skeptically.

“Not particularly. Why?”

“I know what’ll cheer you up.” He waved his arm to get you to follow him as he approached a black car. You made your way over to him, hesitant.

“Where are we going?”

“The joy is in the surprise, milady.” He made a grand gesture with his arm as he said the name, which earned a chuckle from you.

“Alright, alright. Just not too far.” You said. “I need to be home by sundown.”

“That’s as long as I need.” He grinned. “Let’s go!”

You laid your bag on the floor of the passenger seat.

“Let’s go!”

Alrighty! It’s been a while since I’ve made anything new. I really hope that you all enjoy this first chapter. Any guesses on where he’s taking her? If anyone can get it, I’ll give them a shoutout. 💞 Best of luck!

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magicalgirlfumiko · 4 years

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A City of Thorns Side B

It was the first weekend in a while that Fumiko wasn’t doing things with her idol group directly. Though, she was being dragged along to the mall with her fellow idol, Naho.

“Naho-senpai. Why are you wearing a medical mask? We’re not famous enough to be recognized as idols. You know that right?” Fumiko asked after seeing her friend come up to the table they had agreed to meet at.

The other girl removed her mask and smiled.

“I was just making sure that my dear Fumi-chan would recognize me! Hahah. I heard that the Korean idols were big into them. So I thought it might be fun to wear one around town. As we both know, our producers wouldn’t like it.” Naho said.

“R-Really? That’s so weird. I guess it works better than sunglasses. I was always told by mom that back when she was an idol, that she would just change her hair up slightly and don hats. No one would recognize her.” Fumiko said.

“Fumi-chan. This is the modern era, we’re dealing with her. Our fans know our movements like the back of our hands. They expect us to be in character all the time, even on social media! With this mask,I can hide in public, take pictures of doing things and they’ll be none the wiser.” Naho said with a smug smile.

Fumiko continued to take sips from her frozen mocha. It was getting low enough that she was starting to suck up nothing but air.

“Y-You take being a small time idol very seriously. You’ll definitely make it to a national level group sooner, rather than later. I’m sure all of your fans would be proud of you.” Fumiko smiled.

“Fumi-chan, please. Just because you only take cute pictures of the sky and park benches, doesn’t mean that you don’t have a lot of fans yourself. We’re a group of seven and you’re right up front with me! So that means that you are popular too!” Naho said. “Besides, we made a pinky swear to each other. That we would both make it to nationals together!”

Naho knew that Fumiko would continue to slirp up as much of the sweet drink as she could, so the idol took it out of Fumiko’s hand and tossed it into the nearest garbage. She had pretty good aim for being non-athletic.

Then suddenly there was a bright light coming from the lower levels of the shopping arcade. This was followed by a series of large vines that pummeled their way right through the table that the two were using. Fumiko was stuck on one side, while Naho was on the other. .

“What the f---Fumiko! A-Are you alright? What the heck are these things?” Naho shouted.

“I’m okay. Gosh that was close....Are you okay?” Fumiko asked.

“I’m good....I’ve never seen a plant like this before. A red vine? They look like a corrupted rose stem or something.....What’s going on? Fumiko-chan? Hey, Fumiko-chan....” Naho called out several more times. “She’s not answering....Knowing her, she’s trying to find a way over here.....”

Naho was correct. Fumiko had already ran off. Being a magical girl, she knew that these plants didn’t just come out of no where. It had to be the work of a mage or youkai. She looked around. It seemed that the vines were everywhere and had cut people off from each other. As Camelia had promised, she would keep the people inside this space safe. For it seemed that her plants had mostly avoided others. There was still a lots of scream of fear and confusion.

For now, Fumiko would attempt to call Sakura. The shrine maiden was her eyes and ears for times like these. So she pulled out her cell phone. No answer. Next, she tried Helen. Once again, nothing. The plants had cut off connection to the outside world.

“No good. I’m going to have to help people out by myself. J-Just need to find a place to transform. Ah! There we go.”

She found a hallway that led to a janitor's closet. ““By the powers of friendship and the holiness of the Moon, I, Tsukino, defender of Dreams will save the day!”

A dull silver light surrounded her body, until she was now in her magical girl form.

She then touched the brim of her hat. “Time for me to get to work!”

@soulwitch

#muse: fumiko #muse: tsukino

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dreamy--six · 3 years

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Sweet hearts (kokichi x !FEM! reader)

heyo! uh so I can take requests I'm still very new to posting so please be patient with me! I am a bit dumb, on to the fanfic! <3 (btw I know this is long but, kokichi might be a little out of character, sorry!) oh and mius in this so be warned

“hey, y/n chan, you got a valentine, cute~” keade teased me, usually I would have whined about her being rude, but I was more interested in the candy and card on my desk, I guess I shouldn’t be that surprised I mean it is valentines day, so, but still it shocked me mainly because I’m pretty sure no one, in this class at least, likes me?

I sat down and picked up the card it read as such

dear y/n chan

I just think your so cute~ maybe you would be a fitting second-hand man, huh? well, if you want to know who I am~meet me behind the school at 3:15, I got you some candy I hope you like em! <3

love~

your secret admirer~

“jeez,” I mumbled, before noticing keade who, at the moment, was looking over my shoulder with a bit too much enthusiasm.

“What's it say?” she said still on a high from her valentines, I just handed it to her, and looked at the little gifts I got one was grape phanta which I really like (btw a/n I also like grape Fanta, :D) which made me smile. I hadn’t had it in a bit, so I was quite happy then I looked at the candy, “sweet-heart candy!” I almost shouted, well it was a shout for me, this person must know me well.. hmm

“hey y/n chan~ wacha doing?” kokichi said in his childish tone, I smiled still very happy from the gifts, “I got valentines!” still smiling I started to eat the powdery heart-shaped candies, then an idea hit me, I dig through the bag and found a purple one that said cutie pie, him and I play flirt a lot, so I thought it would be okay,

“y/n chan! are you even listening to me?” he whined I snapped out of my daydreaming and smirked “nope!” I tapped his nose, I swear I saw him blush, I just brushed it off and handed him the candy, “here ya go I thought it was fitting~” I said still very much smirking, now I know I saw him blush his cheeks were so red they could put Himiko's hair to shame, but he quickly got it back together

“nishi, you think I’m cute?~,” he said in the most flirty voice he could make, I smiled “yeah so what?” I smiled until our little flirting session was interrupted by a bitch Miu “hey fuck buddies! if you’re gonna fuck you get a damned room! yuck” the ‘yuck’ was whispered but I still heard it, my face was so red,” WE DON” T FU- DO THAT!” I shouted at her in embarrassment

~time skip brought to you by me being tired~

I sighed and checked the time I really wanted to ask gonta to come with me because what if I get kidnapped! but I didn’t have time so I just left and sighed as I rounded the corner I thought I saw purple hair but pushed my hope away, it was true I liked kokichi, like a lot, but he didn’t like me back at least I thought anyways

“OH, y/n chan you’re here!! nishi I thought you wouldn’t come,” my entire face was red as kokichi latched on to me I said something I might regret, “do you really like me?” I was so red

“yeah, of course, I do silly! do you like me?” he was starting to pout

“Uhm yeah UH” I froze shoving my face into my hands, a jumble of words just spewed out of my mouth which had been stopped by his lips on mine, granted he did have to pull me down, but still sweet, I kissed him back

“thank you, sweetheart,”

jeez 667 words!

#danganronpa kokichi #x reader #danganronpa v3 imagines #oneshot #fluff

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shuuen-no-cimory · 3 years

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Good Morning, Suou (An Ayakashi Gohan Fanfic)

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Oneshot

Rated: T+

This is a fanfic sets after Suou’s Good Ending in Ayakashi Gohan ~Okawari~. While there is no explicit NSFW, there are some implicit mention of it. Ah this is also my first completed fanfic in english, so I hope the wording isn’t too awkward. Anyway, happy reading!

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Today is unusually bright.

I can feel light basking onto my face as my eyes flutter open. Ah, what day it is? What time it is? What... is this warm feeling against me?

I focused my eyes and tried to scan my surrounding. Huh, this doesn’t seems like my room, not the one on my flats nor Pompokorin. These aging walls, these tweets of birds and wind rustle, these... scent of someone dear.

As I shifted under the blanket, an arm pulled me into embrace. A face snugs up my chest as the owner grumble, 'more... salmon... please'. His white hair tickled my cheek but it doesn't feels annoying. Instead, it gave me a warm comfort. I feel like I have to wake up but the embrace and that voice lulls me to slumber. Ah, it's the voice that I love, the one who whisper my name under his breathe last night---

Reds creeps up my embarrassed face as the memory resurface. It contrast to his peaceful, pale looks. Yesterday I came back to Momiji Village as I graduated from collage. He was the first person to picked me up on the station. Then we spent our first meeting pleasantly after we had been separated from quite some time, cooking and eating together. When I about to left him, he sulked and asked me to stay with him. And then we-

Ah, geez, this is not the time to think about that! Think... Think about something else-

Oh, that’s right. Today is my first day of work as the village officer. Sure I can’s snuggle up like this all the time or I’ll be late on my first day.

I gently called out to him as I run my finger up his head, "Suoh... Hey, wake up." Low murmur hums on my bare chest, "Mmmm.... Fuuuuu, ahhhh." His hand around me loosen up as he scratch his yes and looks up, his crimson eyes meets my chestnut. "Rin, is it morning already?" "Mhmm, good morning." I cup his cheeks, “Sorry but is it okay if I go now? I have to visit Pompokorin first before I go to the office." He pouts in protest as he snugs closer onto me, "Just a little bit more." "But I-" My words has been cut as he locked my lips softly with a kiss. When he release it, he smiles, "now it's okay. I already get my morning kiss."

H-how sly of him...

After both of us dressed up, we walk side by side while enjoying the fresh breeze of village early morning. The spring wind feels gentle on my skin, way different with the city’s murky and heavy air. In our way, we passed many familiar faces, both human and ayakashis alike. We exchange greetings and occasionally giggled at by them who remarks how lovey-dovey we already are early in the morning. It’s a little embarrassing, to be honest. However, it’s feels up my chest with so much happiness. This place is so much warm, even with less people around it doesn’t feels lonely at all. Ah, how grateful I am to be here again, I wonder how exciting every day life will be. Without noticing it at all, I’. already beaming with smile.

"Looks like you have so much fun, smiling that much in the morning already, " Suou who hold my hand glanced at me for a moment. But as he look the other way, I can see his lips curved a bit, “Not that I dislike it, though.”

Really, this dishonest Suou.

"How about Suou?"

"Ah, yeah," he wave at another passerby, an old man from his workplace. "I think it's pretty noisy because you are here, which honestly..."

He release our hand. It was cold for a moment but as soon I felt that, his finger intertwine with mine, "Make it not really a bad morning."

Time flies and without us noticing,Pompokorin’s building is already in sight. In front of the store, Gin who is busy preparing for the day welcomed us. As I apologize for not telling him that I was staying at Suou’s place for he night, he was quiet for a moment before a cheeky smile spreads on his face.

“Mmmmm, mmmm, I see it now.” He nods in amusement with face of a proud father, “Ah, Rin-chan is really an adult now, isn’t she?”

“Eh?”

What’s with that? D-do I have something in my face? I mean, I haven't been able to wash myself since Suou's home didn't have much water for bathing or showering but I was sure to at least wash myself. When I’m about to ask him what’s wrong, Gin only laughed, “Ah, it’s nothing, it’s nothing you have to worry. Although... Please don’t be too hasty, both of you.”

He looked preety serious before he leave us be. What does that mean? We look at each other but Suou only shrugged, he doesn’t seem that bothered by Gin’s word after all.

Oh, well, I can’t be bothered by it now. As soon I enter the shop, I quickly retrieve my blouse and suit from my room and then go to the bathroom. A quick shower is all I need right now.

After a refreshing shower, now all I have to do is doing my hair and make up. Pick up my neatly folded blouse and suit, I approach the sink. There, the mirror is foggy from the hot shower’s steam so I decided to wipe it with my hand. In the mirror I can see my damp hair and my skin.

Wait, these thing in my neck---

Ah.

Ahhhhhhhh,

AHHHH, T-THIS IS BAD!

Quickly I touched my flushed neck and nape. There is some red spots in it! I-I forgot he did this a lot last night. What should I do? N-no wonder Gin looked weird this morning, was it because of these?! Ughhhhh, now this is just make it more embarrassing!

Alright, I can’t panic now. There’s no way I can wear my blouse today as well because it’ll show my neck clearly. I must pick up a new clothes right now, something that can cover me up. And it’s... ah it’s all in my room right now.

There’s no other way, I have to go to my room to change. Okay, I’ll dress up in my blouse now, quickly goes into my room and change. It’ll be easy so let’s step out now...

"Yo, Rin, morniiiin,"

... Oh no.

As I just about to make my way up, a sleepy Uta descend and now blocked the only way up. "Oh it's U-uta! Morning."

This is bad, I stutter so much. He stops right in front of me, smirked.

"Didn't see you coming today, last night you aren't here too." He giggled as he amusingly stroke his chin. “Hmmmmm could it beeeee....?”

My face burns out as Uta teased me. Ugh, of course he’ll know so there’s no need to tease me so much. i was so prepared for another teases but I was instead greeted with Uta’s cold and worried face.

"Wait a second," he hurriedly get closer to me. With a serious expression, he stares at me intently before rage seethes on his eyes as his gaze lands on my neck.

"Did he do this to you?" his eyes pierced mine. Uta’s arm suddenly secure my upper arm, makes me jolt groggily. I want to answer him but before i can answer, he gripped my arm in mix of fear and anger. "Tell me the truth, did he? Did he hurt you again, Rin?" That eyes... Ah I get it now. Even after four years, Uta hasn't changed. I think he's still wary of Suou after all these year. It can’t be helped after all, he is my guardian. More than that, he is also a family. But I don;t want him to misunderstand it so I try my best to answer it.

While desperately try to hide the red spots with my hand, I smile awkwardly "N-no, Uta, you got it wrong-" I tries to pull myself away from him, "I just get bitten by bugs. Yes, b-bugs!"

He get hold of my wrists, "No, really this looks more like a cat--"

"So noisy..." Our exchange was cut off by another person. Uta’s hold loosen a bit as we both look at the source of that voice. From the third floor, there is Yomi who already sharp dressed with scarf on his hand. With a sigh, he scoffs, "I haven't get out for errands yet and it's already so noisy."

"Here, Yomi, look at Rin!" Uta release me and pulled his twin brother to us, who happen to looks truly as displeased as I am. His face was about to spit something like, 'what did this girl do again, huh?'. He is disinterested, yet hearing Uta’s urgent tone on his voice Yomi decide to go along. As Uta point my neck at him...

He was quiet for a moment, but he loudly chocked with a face turns bright red. I know he want to say something but he was too perplexed. It’s not only you who feel bad in this situation, Yomi!

Finally able to collect his composure, he ask Uta first, "You, tell me what's wrong. Or at least, what do YOU think is wrong."

"So you know Rin hasn't been home last night, right?" Uta crossed his arm, trying to stay calm even if I can tell he is pissed. "I'm sure she was with Suou last night. And look, she came back with some scars on her neck!" He clenches his palm and grits his teeth, "It must be Suou doing! He hurt her again!” rolls his sleeves, he walks away while stomping, losing all his chill. “I swear I'm gonna punch him and--- GHOOOEEEKKK." THUD! Yomi's shin powerfully delved into Uta's side. His face is flushed badly from embarrassment. I-I'm embarrassed too, you know!

"Oi, Yomi, what's that for?!"

Yomi frustratingly knead his forehead, "It is because you are utterly stupid." Uta tries to retort while he hold his stomach, "What?! I'm being serious! I told you he is- OW OW OW."

Seriously frustrated, Yomi desperately tries to shut Uta by giving him yet another shin-to-the-side. It did shut Uta from talking about Suou and instead grunts at Yomi’s sudden attack. However, Yomi doesn’t seems to mid it much as he lends me the scarf on his hand. He give it while trying to look the other way bashfully. "Use this to cover your neck," his ear looks deep red despite his cool demeanor, "at least this can help you a bit." "Are you not done yet, Rin?"

In such moment, the person in question enter the Living Room, impatiently calls out to me. As Suou looks at Yomi's hand on top of mine with scarf in between, I can feel he get discouraged by such sight.

"Hey, gloomy dog, what's up with that?"

”Oh this is just--” before Yomi can answer him, Uta already jump out and about to lash out at Suou.

”YOU SHITTY CAT---!”

“Huh?” Suou instantly shield himself in surprise as Uta approach him.

I desperately tug Uta’s shirt to make him stop, "Uta, I told you it's not---"

"You did that, right?!" Uta stand between us and pointed at my neck, "You hurt her, didn’t you?!" Suou, as if dawned by realization, has his eyes downcast, "Did... Rin told you thath?” He apologetically approach me, “So when you said it hurts, you really were hurt? I told you right to say it so I wouldn’t make you in pain..."

Uta, who shields me won’t let him get any closer. Frustratingly, I pounce his back "N-no! That's not the case...! Ah, Utaaaaaa!"

"Next time I will make sure not to overdo it, okay?" he said, but then with a quiet voice Suou murmur under his breathe, "Ah, but your neck is just too tempting to kiss. Geez, but this is for her sake."

“Eh, huh?” Uta blinked, dumbfounded, “A kiss? What the hell do you mean-”

I can't take this anymore.

I bet my face are already charred right now as i tried to cover my neck and embarrassment. It is beyond burned from all this misunderstood. Yomi already has his face completely covered by his hands and scarf, he can't hold himself as well. Suou grow pale, panicked.

And Uta,

Uta was silent for a moment with jaw hanging. Then, as if he finally pieced everything together,

"K-KISS?? THAT KIND OF KISS?" he screamed on top of his lungs. He was too perplexed that all he says was some gibberish, "THE HELL IS WRONG WITH BOTH OF YOU!?"

Yomi curses as he was readying another jab into Uta, “That’s why I told you, you are truly a braindead.”

Uta, now completely red from the realization, runs away to bathroom, says that he need to cool down his head. Ah... this is truly a disaster. I feel like I want to bury myself from all of this commotion.

When everything already calmed down, Yomi excused himself and apologize for Uta's behavior. It can't be helped after all, and I get why would he did that despite how awkward and embarrassing it turned the whole morning.

Left alone only with Suou, we only awkwardly stand in silence. I told him I’m going to change my outfit with something else to cover my neck. He answer by nood in silence. So as my initial plan, I went into my room and change into a turtleneck and suit.

Even when we walk out to each other workplace, the air was still pretty awkward, I want to break it by talking but I can’t think of anything, I want to tell him that it was all Uta’s misunderstanding, I didn’t told Uta that he hurts me. Yet somehow, it’s a little hard to convey those. And once again, we walk in silence and only talk once we split up. Ah... I just hope I can clear up all that misunderstanding.

At night, Gin decided to hold a party to celebrate my return and also to congratulate my first job. It was a fun party, I manage to meet all my friends from years ago. Manatsu-san as usually playing with Tsuzuri while told me how’s Momiji village while I was gone. Uta and Yomi banters Haginosuke, who just about to claim the position as head priest for Momiji Shrine. Even god was there, sharing sakes with Gin and some other Ayakashis. While me and Suou...

Well, we only sit by each other, still a bit awkward but we melts up a little. We chatted a bit but somehow I can sense that he feels troubled. Is he still minding what happen this morning? Uhh...

Later at that party, I sneaks out with Suou to the porch. The night air is chill and we can hear the party quietly from behind us. We're sitting 5 centimeter apart as we watch the glittery spring sky. We still sit in silence but I know, we have to talk it out.

Yet before I can talk, my right hand was held by his left. Meekly, Suou calls out to me, "Uh, Rin..."

"About this morning, I truly am sorry." he stares at his feet as he said that. "I... just remember one of the old men told me that kind of thing is not something you can tell to people. And- and-" He stutters, holding my hand firmer, “What Uta said... Did I really hurt you last night?”

I released his grip, which make him a bit self-conscious. Then, I cupped his face with my hand just like this morning, "Hey, Suou,"

“You don’t have to worry, okay?”

He was about to protest but I continue, "You know, I was really embarrassed that you said something like that and Uta heard it too."

I pouted at him. When he sees that, he looked like he want to shrink further. So then I smile at him, "But really, it’s just Uta being Uta. He can be a bit overprotective, remember? And it makes him jump into conclusion too quick...”

"Well, he is a noisy dog after all?”

I laughed at his remark, “right?”

Even if I laugh, his eyes still dimmed with fear and sadness. “To be honest though, it did hurts a bit, I’m not used to it after all.”

“But even so, it doesn’t hurt that much when I can wake up beside you in the morning.”

"Rin..."

We locked our gaze, his apologetic expression melts away and blooms into a gentle one; one that is full of love and warmth. He touches my hand on his cheek and seeps the warmth of my hand.

“So please don’t worry about it, ok?” I caress his cheek, I don’t like it when he is worried, it pains me. But even so, I can feel his overflowing love and cares from him with such act. “And I... also love that this morning, Suou become the first person I tell ‘good morning’ to. ” "I love it as well," he touched my cheek in return and softly bumped our forehead, "it makes me want you to always be the first person I see in the morning. To be the one I can say 'good night' to and 'good morning' to every single day." "Mm,” I nooded, “I want you to be the one as well."

"Rin," Our lips meet briefly, left us with a tender feelings. "I love you." "I love you too, Suou." We held each other that night under the star as we share another kiss. -----------------------------------------------------------------

Not only this is my first english fanfic this is also kind of my first romance fanfic ahaha. I hope you all enojoy this piece! I just love this fandom and Suou so much I feel like I had to make this. It’s 2 AM here and I pretty proud of this. Anyway, see you!

#Ayakashi Gohan #Ayakashi Gohan ~Okawari~#Hana Suou #Akane Rin #Suou x Rin #あやかしごはん #あやかしごはん～おかわりっ！～#花蘇芳 #朱音凛

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Section 2 - Chapter 15

14% of you chose to leave the bus.

> 86% of you chose to stay inside.

Begrudgingly, you drop back into your huddled position. Shaking off Junhui’s hand, you hiss at him, “If something happens to that man, it’s on you.”

“I think I can live with that, “ He replies before placing his finger to his mouth in a shushing motion. He’s clearly thankful, gaze softening in relief more than anything.

( +1 Reputation: Jun )

Now that you’ve stopped talking, you can clearly hear the commotion outside.

A policeman’s voice booms through the windows, “We’re authorized. Open the door to your vehicle.”

“I said no,” The older man replies calmly.

“Sir, you are resisting an officer. Don’t make me physically restrict you.”

A resounding thud on your side of the bus causes you to cringe. You can picture the poor man being forced against the vehicle, and the image makes you sick to your stomach. You move to stand, but Junhui grabs your arm before you can.

“Don’t,” He warns.

Silently cursing, you press your ear against the bus wall in order to better hear.

“Not so fast, copper.” The older man’s voice taunts. A hollow thump can be heard from outside.

You hear someone groan in pain, but you can’t be sure of who. Then you hear another, and it takes a second to recognize the sound as heavy blows to the body. Another thud… likely a punch to the face. Hit after hit, the fourteen of you listen in agony.

The policemen are shouting over one another, and a few booming gunshots echo throughout the snowy air. By the time you find yourself praying for the brawl to end, a sound outside grabs your attention. A pair of hurried footsteps rushing over.

“Who the hell are you? Don’t m-”

The officers’ panicked cry is interrupted as he whimpers in pain. It’s clear someone is targeting them… but why? The fourteen of you listen as the police cry out for help one by one.

The buzz of an officer’s walkie-talkie crackles through the bus wall. ‘Help! We need backup. Th-“

His sentence is cut short, eerily replaced by his own choked gurgles. You grasp at your own neck, horrified by the thought of his unseen death.

“Hello? Officer? We’re sending reinforcements. Hello?”

The air rings with a glass breaking shriek. Already terrified, you can no longer fight the urge to peek out the window.

Tilting your head up just enough to see outside, the unexpectedly bloody scene fills your vision, burning itself into the back of your mind. Two officers lie limp on the ground, beaten and bruised beyond recognition. Another is propped up against a nearby rock, blood oozing from the left side of his head. Oddly enough, however, one more visitor makes himself present at the scene, donning a dark cloak and an old, bloodied knife. The familiar attire strikes you with pure, unbridled fear, causing the blood in your face to drain. Noticing your horrified stare, many of the others rush to look out the window.

Further ahead, you make out one last cop, arms pinned behind his back by the older stranger from the bus. His eyes are wide in horror. He shakes his head hysterically. Facing the two, the cloaked figure grips an all-too-familiar knife, blood dripping down past the bright red scar on his hand. The man from the cable car, from the village, from the barbershop. Your breath hitches as he rushes forward, knife pointed towards the cop and the stranger holding him back. You brace yourself for impact, until things take an unexpected turn, and the cloaked man’s blade rips straight through the policeman’s stomach, leaving the other entirely untouched. The older man sends him a subtle approving nod, dropping the cop’s body as he writhes in pain.

The cloaked man steps back, returning his quick nod and gesturing towards the bus. The older man turns and sprints back your way as if on cue.

Confusion fills everyone in the vehicle. You all turn to one another, sharing the same clueless stares as quick footsteps stomp across the stairs at the entrance.

“Hold on to something,” The older man commands as he hurries into the driver’s seat, slamming his foot onto the gas pedal and sending the small bus racing down the mountain road.

The sudden speed forces you all backwards and scrambling back onto your seats, gripping onto the backrests for dear life. Trees disappear in the blink of an eye outside of the window. The fourteen of you struggle to regain your senses, yet the silence is eventually broken by a series of endless questions from the guys.

“Where are the police?” Seokmin screams over the commotion.

“Are they hurt?” Seungkwan yells in worry.

“What happened back there?” Joshua shouts, and the older man shakes his head.

“They left. No. Nothing you need to worry about. Just hold tight, we’ll be there soon.”

As the group chatters loudly around you, your head begins to pound. First, with curiosity. Then with annoyance. Then with anger. You’re exhausted by your cluelessness, of not knowing what’s going on. Tired of being left in the dark about everything. Why was he working with the cloaked guy? Who is he? Who should you be trusting? You need answers... and you need them now.

Just as you’re about to snap, Vernon jumps out of his seat.

“Who was that guy?” He asks loudly, “The one who helped you fight the last officer?”

That’s exactly what you were wondering. Weird.

The man doesn’t answer immediately, but you notice him clutch the steering wheel tighter, gritting his teeth just a bit. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No, I wanna know, too. The one with the scar, who is he?” You silently thank Vernon for bringing it up, ensuring that the conversation focuses on your question. “Do you know each other?”

The entire bus jumps as it drives over a stone. Gravity forces you and Vernon back into your seats, silencing you both without another word to share.

“Kids. Sleep.” The older man’s tone sounds sweet as ever on the surface, but you sense a hint of harshness. He leaves no room for argument.

It’s clear that he’s hiding something. But why? Something in your heart hurts, after attaching yourself so suddenly to a stranger so familiar yet so mysterious. Glancing up, you catch Vernon staring your way, eyebrows knit as if asking a silent question. No one dares speak for a while, and soon the bus is silent apart from the racing of wheels upon snow.

Eventually, the rhythmic hum of the motor sends you into a haggard sleep. Nightmares plague your mind, images of cloaks and blood and death overwhelming you. It’s the worst sleep you’ve had since this all began.

The sound of the bus coming to a screeching stop scares you awake, and the man in the driver’s seat slowly turns to face you all once again.

“This is as far as I can take you,” He says quietly, “I’m really sorry I can’t help you kids anymore... but now I’m on the run, too.”

The boys don’t ask questions anymore, rattling on with thanks towards the stranger. Still dazed from the previous events, you watch them leave the bus one by one, thanking him once more as they head down the steps.

“Hey, come on.” Junhui calls before exiting the bus himself. “Don’t forget our stuff.”

As your senses gradually return, you pull the bag onto your back and move groggily down the bus aisle, the last one to do so as everyone else gathers outside. Just as you reach the front seats, however, the man grabs your attention.

“Hey, kiddo. Come here a sec.”

You rub at your eyes with a frown. “Is something wrong?”

He shakes his head, reaching into the glove compartment as you lean over to see. In his hand lies a small slip of paper with a few numbers hastily pencilled in. He hands it to you, making sure to close your fingers around it before facing forward again. As you further examine the note, the unfamiliar name of a street and town catches your eye. An address.

“I know this guy. He can hide you. He’ll take care of all of you... a lot longer than I was able to. I know you’re trying to get back home, but his place is a lot closer than Seoul.”

Before you can thank the older man, you turn to see Vernon, the strap of another bag casually slung over his shoulder as he raises an eyebrow. The boy tilts his head a bit towards the note in hand, clearly trying to catch a glimpse, but you brush it off and turn back to the man before you. Your heart sinks at the realization you must leave now, but he nods towards the door with a subtle smile before you can say much.

“I’ll visit you again,” You say softly. He looks at you with a gentle gaze, visibly as choked up as you feel, and waves a final goodbye. You turn back towards the door before tears can fall, facing the boys outside once again with Hansol a few steps before you.

“C’mon, let’s go show the others.” You say, pushing past him and skipping down the short steps to the door. As he follows along, sneakers crunching the snowy ground, the bus turns about slowly and begins to head back up the mountain. The boys talk anxiously amongst one another, but before you can open your mouth to draw their attention, a hand grabs your forearm from behind. You turn your head to see Vernon staring challengingly your way.

“What does it say?” He asks quietly, eyeing the slip of paper in your hand.

“It’s just an address, I-” “Give it to me.” He holds a palm out, and you raise an eyebrow. After such lack of interaction added to the boy’s hushed personality, it’s the last thing you’d expect from a kid like himself.

“Excuse me?” You ask, and he remains unmoved.

“The note. Give it to me.”

You unknowingly clutch the paper a bit tighter. “I’m gonna show it to everyone firs-”

“What’s that?” Chan asks, walking over to meet the both of you as the bus disappears into the night. You straighten the paper a bit while the other boys gather by, leaning down to read the scribbled writing in your hand. Vernon glares over, quiet at first, as usual, but in a matter of seconds he’s lunging forward and attempting to grab the thing for himself. You hear the paper tear and glance back up to see half of the note in his grip.

“Hansol!” Coups shouts in shock, the other boys matching his uneasy expression. The act is so unexpected; moreso from him than anyone else.

“There’s no way...” Vernon says slowly, crumpling the slip in his fist, “...I’m going to that house.”

Your eyes widen at the sight of him ruining the note. “It’s the only place we can go! Give it back!”

You lunge for his half of the address, but he yanks his hand away, ruining the thing even more.

“Vernon, what’s your problem?!” You ask, distressed as to why the soft spoken boy has broken into such an outburst.

The paper is nearly unreadable in his hand now, crumpled and torn as the group eyes it in genuine bewilderment. You look down at the piece in your hand, the province and area code being the mere information available without Vernon’s half.

Mingyu raises a steady hand. “Vernon, give it ba-” The sound of more paper tearing echoes through your ears. Hansol quickly begins ripping up the note, blatantly trying to rid of the address. It’s the only lead you have back home, and as every second goes by, it’s begun to vanish. You feel yourself start to panic, and the boys are eyeing you in shock. No one knows what to do.

- Try to take the note back.

- Don’t do anything.

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For reasons wretched and divine. A “brief” recap of Supernatural season 14 from episode 10 onward.

I wanted to write a post about my thoughts on episode 14x18 and how utterly, ridiculously, romantic that whole fight (whole episode really) between Dean and Cas was. Mostly because the wonderful @bluestar86 asked people to challenge how she felt about it, but also because I just really just wanted to get my thoughts out there. To do that though I ended up feeling like I needed to recap a little bit, especially since this is my first time ever writing down my thoughts that anyone other than my best friend is gonna read. So I am going to recap from 14x10 onward on the things that I remember standing out to me as ‘this is something I need to remember and revisit’, and then I am going to just give my thoughts on 14x18. Pretty much all of this is just going to focus on interactions between Dean and Cas, or the things that affect them both in one way or another so if you don’t wanna read my ramblings on these two idiots in love then I suggest bowing out now, the rest of this is below the cut. If you just want to read my thoughts on 14x18 that is down at the very end!

So hi to those that are still here, nice to see you! As I said I am going from 14x10 mostly because I do not have the patience with my own mind to think that I can keep focus enough to recap all of season 14 so far so yeh...

14x10 - Nihilism

Pamela - How come you only want what you can’t have?

...Besides, you don’t want me. You just like to flirt. I’m a psychic, so I kinda know.

So what does Dean want? What is he hiding from everyone, everyone including himself, except maybe Pamela who is very blatantly there calling us all back to Season 4 and the Dean/Cas meet cute.

All you’ve got to do is look at the top she is wearing, emblazoned with ‘to hell and back’ and the adorable Wings on her necklace to know who she is there to remind you of.

Then we have the Michael inside Dean’s mind - You only tolerate the Angel because you think you owe him, because he ‘gripped you tight and raised you from perdition’ Or, whatever.

Not only is this one of the most iconic lines ever from Cas, it also meant enough to Dean for Michael to be able to find it within his mind and use it against him. Michael could have pretty much said anything to belittle Cas during the conversation in Dean’s mind, and he does go on to say that Cas is a burden who has only made mistake after mistake and that would have been enough, but using that iconic line brought it back to the forefront of our minds and we were able to realise just how important that was to Dean.

And the locking up of Michael in the closet within Deans mind always made me think of Dean locking away the side of himself that he still isn’t ready to confront, because he can’t imagine the outcome of confronting that side of himself being anything other than destructive. Even if he is, as Michael is, fighting tooth and nail to come out.

14x11 - Damaged Goods

Being a Cas-less episode there weren’t too many points in this that stood out to me on the Dean and Cas front.

On the ‘What do you want?’ front though there were all those shirtless cowboys in Donna’s workshop, and although this had absolutely nothing to do with SPN as such it did give me pause when Dean was using the welder because my mind automatically went to Magic Mike XXL (mostly because of Channing Tatum as Magic Mike running his own business as someone who makes furniture?? I don’t remember exactly what his business is, but he does use power tools, welders included in that, and that whole film was about not only one last hurrah but also discovering who you are and WHAT YOU WANT) The only thing I noticed that was intrinsically to do with Cas is that he wasn’t there, so although Dean said that Sam was the only one who could change his mind, we really know that isn’t true because he couldn’t be around Cas at all, and why not, well we find that out in...

14x12 - Prophet and Loss

Sam - And Cas and Jack, you haven’t even told them. Dean - Okay, well, yeah, that’s because I’m not good with the whole big goodbyes alright? I-I-I don’t need to get shaky on this thing. So Dean can’t say goodbye to Cas (or Jack) because he is worried about getting shaky on this thing, and yet in 14x10 he said Sam was the only one who could change his mind...Hmm not being wholly truthful with yourself there Dean. Then we find out that Sam has told Cas about Dean’s plan anyway. Go Sammy, Go Sammy!! Cas - Sam. Maybe if I spoke to Dean... Sam - It wouldn’t matter. Believe me, I-I I’ve never seen him like this. He won’t listen to me. H-He just- No. If we don’t find some way... Deans gone.

Dean phones Cas to ask him about the case that he is working on with Sam, and Cas’ relief at hearing from Dean is palpable. Cas - Dean! It’s so good to hear from you. Then he drops the bomb that he knows about Deans plan. Cas - I-I know that I’m not supposed to know what I know, but... Dean - Look, I’m fine with my plan okay? We can talk about my plan later. Yeah right Dean because you’re not going to avoid that conversation at all costs. Cas - Wait, Dean, Dean. We need to have a conversation. Dean - Look, I really got to handle this right now okay? So, thank you, and uh... it’s good to hear your voice. What an odd thing to say Dean. Could it be because you thought you were never going to hear Cas’ voice again? The voice of the person you love? Hmm. Then Sam tells us what we already know. Sam - Dean it’s Cas. I HAD TO TELL HIM. Then dundundun we get Doctor Novak. Oh how I enjoyed watching the emotions play across Deans face when he saw Cas in that get-up. But the most important bit of all is the conversation they then have. Cas - Oh, no. No, please don’t compare this with your suicidal plan. Just stop. Dean - Okay, alright. Why don’t we talk about that later? Cas - Because, according to your plan, there won’t be a later. Dean - Cas… if you are a friend of mine, then you will understand that I have to do this and you won’t try to stop me. You think this is easy on me? It has to be done. Cas - So, then, this is goodbye? The pain, and regret, and love on their faces during this actually broke me. I cried more than I expected to, but of course we have to get interrupting moose breaking into the conversation with news about Donatello before anything could even be resolved. Not to worry though because Cas then shows Dean that there may be another way, by performing a miracle and saving Donatello. Dean - Wait. How? I thought he was too far gone. Cas - Dean, if there is a spark – a hope – then I have to try. You taught me that. Our wonderful glowy eyed Angel saves the day... Dean - Now, look at that. It’s a miracle. Yes Dean, because there is always another way. And even though you said Sammy was the only one who could change your mind I do believe that it was actually Cas that made you stop and think. That line again - if there is a spark - a hope - then I have to try. Just like your relationship with Cas, you have to try, even if the outcome is unknown, because hey, it could just be a miracle.

14x13 - Lebanon

Only a couple of things to comment on with this episode thankfully (sorry this is ending up being ridiculously long guys, I appreciate you if you are still here) At some point Sam and Dean obviously told John about their living arrangements... John - Then it’s all true. God, the devil, you boys smack in the middle. Now you live in a secret bunker with an angel and Lucifer’s kid. Confirming that YES CAS DOES LIVE IN THE BUNKER!!! Whilst out in town the boys come across AU Zachariah and Castiel. Sam has no qualms about stabbing Zachariah with his Angel Blade and killing him. But even though it is sadly obvious that this Cas doesn’t know Sam or Dean, he doesn’t kill Cas, only banishes him. In the run up to Sam banishing him, Dean was solely focused on trying to get Cas to recognise them, because of course Dean would be solely focused on Cas. Just look at our boys face!

Back at the bunker we finally get the Dean and John conversation. John - I, uh – I never meant for this. Dean - Dad, we pulled you here. John - No, son. My fight. It was supposed to end with me, with Yellow Eyes. But now you – you are a grown man, and I am incredibly proud of you. I guess that I had hoped, eventually, you would… get yourself a normal life, a peaceful life, a family. Dean - I have a family. Yes you do Dean, and the relief on your face when your Cas comes back through the bunker door is nothing short of fantastic. I might even have squealed a little bit.

I am going to whiz through the next few episodes because I imagine most of them are still pretty fresh in peoples minds, and I am tired, and I really want this finished before tonight's episode airs.

14x14 - Ouroboros

Well if this wasn’t some of the most, ugh, I don’t even know what this was. I mean a Bisexual Demigod who not only focused on Dean, even though Sam was also around, but when it was revealed that until seeing them face to face he hadn’t been able to see Cas or Jack, he then focused on Cas as well. I just...WHAT!!!! Also this for me hearkened back to Nihilism and the fear Dean has over what is locked away deep inside himself, because he gets knocked out, and Michael gets free, and he destroys. That doesn’t mean that allowing yourself what you want is going to cause destruction though Dean.

14x15 - Peace of Mind

Cas telling Dean he needs to spend time with their son. Cas being singled out as something different, and wrong. Cas and his hand movements, oh dear chuck. Cas and Sams fight, and how very similar but oh so different it was to Cas and Deans fight. Blatantly showing the difference between the familial connection of Cas and Sam, and the romantic connection of Cas and Dean. Cas telling Dean all about Sams cardigan. So we now know they keep in touch with each other, and gossip. They gossip. Come on how adorably romantic is that, Cas telling his beau about his brothers cardigan. Too cute.

14x16 - Don’t go in the woods

Cas is gone, but how do we know this, because apparently Dean had a conversation with him early that morning about him leaving. Sam - I’ll grab Cas. Dean - He actually left. Sam - What? Dean - Early this morning. Sam - Why? Dean - I don’t know. Something about being cooped up in the bunker for a few weeks. So our lovable, morning grump has had an early morning conversation with Cas about him leaving the bunker for a while. So what Dean, you had the conversation whilst you were, oh I dunno, laying in bed, fingers running through Cas’ hair???

14x17 - Game Night

And so we come to find out where Cas has gone. Looking for God to try and help Jack. But why oh why do you go off and do these things on your own Cas. You need to learn to confide in Dean, and Sam, because when you don’t things turn out bad. Anael - The Winchesters-- they don't know you're here, do they? Cas - Why do you say that? Anael - Oh, I don't know, just a general reek of ill-conceived lone-wolf desperation. I mean come on Cas, even Anael has you sussed. We know you want to protect the people you love, but this is not a good way to go about it. And there we go, that recap went on far longer than I wanted it to, oh well. Now on to why I truly believe that 14x18 was just so full of romantic pain. I’m not going to make this super long now because that took it out of me sorry.

14x18 - Absence

So, the episode that seems to have made so many people lose hope actually gave me hope in buckets full. All of that hope came in the form of pain and angst though so I do totally see where people are coming from when they say they just don’t have faith in Destiel anymore. I am saddened by it of course, but I am yet to read any negative thoughts on 14x18 that have swayed me in my belief that it was some of the most romantic bs to come out of season 14 so far. Now we start the episode not knowing 100% what has happened to Mary, neither do Sam and Dean, sure there is a bit of worry, but it isn’t full blown panic yet. The first thing that struck me was how okay Dean was, even though he was worried, he still wasn’t sure he had anything to be worried about, so he was probably more okay than we all were, at least on the Mary and Jack front. With regards to Cas though, he was angry. We knew the instant his phone rang that he was angry. He had been fine whilst on the previous phone call, but as soon as he saw who was calling him his face turned stormy, and just my thoughts but I imagine it was because not only wasn’t Cas there with them and Dean was missing him but that he had probably tried to contact him multiple times already. So he was itching to have it out with Cas but it only stemmed from him being separated from Cas and not because Cas had done anything wrong in his eyes at that point. Then Cas gives him the bad news about Jack, and Dean hangs up on him. Now not only is Dean angry because Cas isn’t at home, but also because Cas kept something from him, and they have been doing so well at being more open with each other that this must have felt like a million steps backwards, especially when you factor in the end result of Cas having kept something from him. (Just imagine how angry Dean is going to be when Cas gets whisked away to the empty.) On to that terrible scene. I didn’t draw any conclusions from the promo and I tried to remain as positive as I could even with fandom imploding around me, but when I watched that scene for the first time it destroyed me. It was so much worse than I had thought, because it wasn’t just anger, it was hurt, and betrayal, and dare I say it - heartbreak, and Dean wondering why Cas had kept something of this magnitude from him. To the point where he could barely even stand to look at Cas, and for most of the exchange he didn’t. This was pure spousal breaking apart. Cas was broken because he knew deep down he should have confided in Dean but he had done it to try and protect his family, to stop them from having to go through the pain of knowing Jack wasn’t okay, but it had just made it worse. So of course Dean said something incredibly hurtful, it is human nature to lash out at those closest to us when we are suffering from immense pain ourselves, and we all know that even though Dean is much better at communicating his feelings nowadays this is still a huge part of his character, so it wasn’t surprising in the slightest that he lashed out the way he did. He wanted to hurt Cas as much as Cas had hurt him, that is unfortunately what happens in relationships. We all say stupid stuff when we are hurting. I don’t excuse what Dean said, but I do understand where it came from.It was made even more obvious that it was more about the dynamic between Dean and Cas having been broken than it was about Mary, because Sam wasn’t angry with Cas, not like Dean was, and Dean wasn’t angry with Sam, not even when Sam pointed out that they had all known that things weren’t right with Jack and that they all shoulder the blame. I am so glad that Sam and Dean had that conversation alone, I really do feel that it put it more in perspective for Dean.I think there is the big conversation and apology coming up for Dean and Cas. We aren’t there yet because Dean is still hurting, but the simple fact that he stopped to listen to what Cas had to say when Cas got back from Heaven, and then that Cas had obviously traveled with them to give Mary her hunters funeral spoke of how much Dean wants Cas there. Even if he can’t bring himself to be close to Cas right now (which Sam is very aware of because he kept Cas from trying to go to comfort Dean knowing it would cause more pain), he needs him in his vicinity.One last point on this episode. The Empty. Cas’ deal whammied me again, unexpectedly, when Duma was the one who came to speak to Cas. Yes I know Heaven is short on Angels, and Naomi was probably busy, but sending Duma down to see Cas really brought the knowledge of his deal back to the front of my mind. I know we are all aware that this is something that needs to be dealt with but I thought that with what needs to happen between Dean and Cas, an apology, a confession maybe, seeing Duma again nailed it home for me that the one thing that will make Cas truly happy is Dean.

#spn #spn spoilers #spn season 14 #spn s14 #spn speculation #spn season 14 partial recap #cas' deal with the empty #hurt dean #hurt cas #familial vs romantic love #dean/cas #dean winchester #castiel #sam winchester #this whole season has been so romantic #my rambling thoughts #this kinda got away from me #spn meta

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Jurassic Emblem-Chapter 9

You thought JE was merely fantasy? Well, my friend, your mind is about to be mind-blown! >:3

Teba and Warbler were in the deep sea. Specifically, 35 meters below the isle of Nifl, surrounded by what what appeared to be a frenzy of shear-toothed chameleon-sharks and flame-spewing dolphin-lizards.

How did Teba and Warbler end up in this crazy shit? Well you sea, the two mercenaries had escaped confinement by feigning their death. It wasn’t very easy, given how excellent the olfactory senses of raptors are, and many predators can easily distinguish between a sleeping living creature and a creature whose brains and hearts have stopped. By coating himself and Warbler with their own feces, they had disguised themselves as luxurious buffets for flies, and Echo and Charlie wasted no time to toss the mercs into a man-hole.

Unknowingly to the raptors, the dilo and the salamander were still alive, albeit smelly. They were wandering through the sewers underneath Askr when the floor began to quiver upwards. Teba knew too damn well that shoggoth Andromeda had some news to report to them. They were, under the newly assigned orders by Sha’Rad Yuwi, to find Lucina and the raptors and have them dead with twelve days. Even Warbler for all her toxic personality felt a shiver down her spine;if there was one thing Sha’Rad Yuwi was good at, it was killing subordinates who disappointed her, and Teba and Warbler nodded their hands reluctantly.

“What about the embryos however?” Teba asked.

“Ahhn, don’t worry cute-boy~<3, I’ll take care of things on my part too~.” Andromedra replied in her own lewd way. “Ahhn, I hear Luci-Bluci are at Nifl, so there’s a chance it might be a water level. Teba, you’re fine as you are since you are an amphibian, though you might want this Warbler.” Andromeda formed a part of her gooey body into a cylindrical tank with tubing and a respirator, detached it, and gave the whole thing to Warbler.

“Oh I get it! Now that’s what they call Direct Kissing:French Maid edition!” Warbler cackled.

“Glad you like it, Warbler-chan~” Andromeda was burning hot, despite the cold damp sewers. “Ahhhn, it’s so cute to see you two cuties ready for your mission that I can’t wait for you to COME on down~!”

PLOOOSH! Teba and Warbler were thrown to the water by a push from Andromeda. Warbler immediately donned the respirator, attached the cylinder onto her back. Teba started to swim towards the mouth of the sewer, make their way through the Askran waterways, and head on out towards Nifl where those velociraptors are.

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The waters were dark and freezing, Teba thought. He had hoped that as an aquatic creature, this mission would be relatively easy, given how the environment is within his forte. You would expect Warbler to be a popsicle by now, but she was surprisingly resilient, furiously paddling to create thermal radiation. It had been four days since they headed out from Askr and the two mercs were starting to feel fatigued. Periodically they sit down and rest on the rocky bottoms, eating passing fish that swam by.

They came across a sign. A metal crossing sign on a rocky cliff over looking a patch of sea-floor below that was neon-lit with various fluorescent lights. Skyscrapers rising into the water column, illuminating the otherwise black sea.

Teba was quite out of breath, and decided to rest adjacent to the crossing sign. “This looks like a very suitable place to recharge our batteries, so to speak,” the samurai said. “The view here is very magnificently beautiful I might add.”

“I could use a nice bottle of Caubernot Sauvignon to go with the view!” Warbler spoke, stretching her arms and legs. “ My body’s aching from all that swimming we just did over the past few days-wait, Teba, how many days had passed since we left that jail?”

“Well, the answer’s already in the above paragraph.” Teba answered. “Look above.”

“........Awww shit-!! Shit! Fuck! FOUR DAYS!?! Holy macaroni-with-wine the deadline’s in three days! That angry bitch is going to rip our spines out if those rowdy-raptors aren’t dead by then!!”

Teba pat his hand on Warbler’s head, stroking her white hair. “Don’t be so edgy. I have a feeling that those raptors are closer to us than you might expect.”

Teba loosened up somewhat. “Whats makes you so sure of that?”

“Nothing in particular. I am not exactly sure if my theory is correct, but something is telling me that the lizards we’re hunting are right above us at the surface.”

“You mean those sharky-looking things with googly eyes, long tongues, and fiery throats?” Warbler pointed her finger behind Teba.

“What ‘shark-things’?” Teba questioned, as he spun his head. What he saw chilled him even more than the surrounding water.

There were a massive swarm of sharks all around them, but they weren’t exactly “normal” sharks that you think of. They were lime-green whose flanks had a red horizontal stripe running down from their odd jaws that are likened to a pair of shears with one row of teeth on each mandible. Vertical light-blue bands crossed the red stripes, and the sharks possessed strange, calculating eyes situated on fleshy pink stalks that spun and twitched periodically.

Almost like the aquatic version of a chameleon,Teba thought, frowning.

There was another group of creatures as well, creatures that resembled dolphins, save for their curious three-lobed tails shaped like those from airplanes, and they were ivory white with splotches of ember orange on them. Their snouts were particularly long, like a gharial’s, and indeed, embers were falling out their mouths.

“Awww hell. Why can’t happy things ever happen to bad guys like us?” Warbler groaned.

Teba was just about to ready his katana blades into battle when something smacked around his belly, wrapping him up and tightening, causing him to drop one of his blades unto the ground. He didn’t have to realize that he was seized by the elongated tongue of one of the chameleon-sharks, and the creature was pulling Teba towards its jaws and was about to slice him in two when the samurai managed to stab his katana under the creature’s upper jaw and out its forehead between the eye-stalks. A deep crimson cloud filled with pieces of brain seep out and the chameleon-shark loosened its grip on Teba, and he was released.

But when a previous danger passes, a new one immediately begins. A dolphin had opened its jaws agape, and spewed out expansive flames near Teba. The amphibious samurai leapt into the water column, barely missing the flames as a piece of ember had caught on his yukata.

Warbler picked up Teba’s second katana blade and proceeded to slice apart several of the chameleon-sharks and fire-breathing dolphins.”Take that bitches! Oh hey, you dolphins remind me of Celicunt from Echoes-because you girls all have celiac disease from guzzling down raw flour all day! Kahahahahaha~!” Several heads,fins,and tails floated down towards the ground as the waters were reddened by blood and organs-not that you see them in the darkness anyway.

“I see that you’re quite invigorated once more,” Teba remarked, slicing apart fire-dolphins and chameleon-sharks here and there. “If you don’t mind, I think I would like one of my blades back.”

“Sure thing Tebs!” Warbler chirped as she tossed the katana blade she was wielding towards the samurai, kabobing more sharks and dolphins in the process. The dilophosaur took her Dragonstone from her breast pocket, and proceeded to transform into her saurian form, and tore apart more of the creatures.

“Sword Shield”. Teba activated his signature move. Emanating electromagnetic impulses, he spun his blades all around himself hand-free and shredded apart more sharks and dolphins. The shield might not be able to block the dolphin’s flame-spewing, but it’ll certainly chop the tongues of those water-chameleons.

There was more slaughter when a bright magenta laser had pierced the ground between the mercenaries and the creatures.

“Alright ladies and mentlegen, why don’t we channel your violence into something more productive?”

A tall inigo-magenta man was floating down from the water column, and landed between one of the dolphins and Teba.

“Dear me, what if Lady Basilice sees this chaos? She might add it as an action sequence in her writing, tough she does appreciate there will be a percentage of persons that will find carnage as appealing as moldy cotton candy.”

“What reason do you have for stopping our fighting?” Teba questioned the man in front of him, his attire the opposite tone of the samurai’s yukata. While Teba wore yukata that were colorful but not overly garish, the man’s clothes were very flashy. His jacket was deep navy with white and magenta lines, his boots were the same theme, and the man wore blood-red headphones around his ears. Pink and purple chromatophores running down on his cheek and hands added to the neon effect.

The fluorescent man waved to the remaining sharks and dolphins. They held their tongues and fire. “Listen, these guys here saw you wandering on this cliff and they simply wanted to welcome you to our city Neon Choral,” the man explained. “It would seem there was a huge misunderstanding and there was quite the ruckus.”

“May I have your name?” Teba asked.”It would be very tedious to the reader if they had to call a flashy fellow like you ‘The Man.’‘‘

“Call me Laba. Labea Iridophorous. And I would like to treat you to a local tea-house as a form of apology.”

“Will there be some sake as well?” Warbler licked her lips.

“Oh yes, there will be, my dear,” Laba answered, smiling. “In fact, I think I can escort you to those surface lizards you’re so eager to hunt.”

#jurassic emblem #fire emblem heroes #jurassic world #teba #warbler #andromeda #fanfiction #can you guess the actual name for the creatures Teba and Warbler were fighting?#tried to do a deep-sea effect right there

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Crosssed Swords | Kimiko & Orpheus | Chapter 5 | Monotheatre | RE: OH BOY, HERE WE GO, LADS

[TW: Snobbish Insults???]

With all that had started swirling around in her head even before the trial had started to take some pressuring turns, there was absolutely no chance of Kimiko managing to keep up with the ins and outs of what was happening. Somehow, she voted, but that was her only further accomplishment- and it turned out to be completely wrong anyway, the roulette spinning not once but three times as though to rub it, to land on-

“Kuru-chan- hey, wait! No! How is THAT fair- you can’t just keep going for it until--!”

...This was... really the most personal one yet, wasn’t it?

Atsuko had already moved in on the Takaku hug real estate, so all Kimiko found herself capable of was letting her rage peter out, expression slowly fading into one like she’d been punched in the gut.

At least until Ryuu spoke, that was- Kimiko’s following words speeding up the more she continued, as though she feared not being able to get them all out.

“...Ryuu-chan... weeeeell, thank you for not making me break my promise to you, hee, buuuuut... I think I know why..! I don’t think I wanted to believe it, but every time I’ve interacted with him since- and call it SOME kind of actress sense maybe, hee, but the more I think about it- I was REALLY telling the truth when I said I don’t think we’ve EVER really been seen as friends or people Orpheus Edler cares about, because I’m sure he’s TOTALLY faking--”

A sneer interrupted Kimiko’s speech, coming from none other than Orpheus Edler. While a smile was present on his face, it was of a sinister nature.

“Oh please, Kita, don’t act as if you’ve even had a clue before you read about that secret in this very trial. You’re flattering yourself far too much, though there is one thing I should correct before anything else. After all, the lot of you were never deserving of my dear brother’s kindness to begin with.”

Once these words left his lips, Orpheus took his glasses off and placed them on his podium, looking around with an aloof expression on his face before he bowed - though it was clearly meant as a mocking gesture.

“Good day, everyone! My name is Chronos and I was admitted to Hope’s Peak as the Super High School Level Clockmaker for the 82nd Winter Class. Sans one exeception, it is absolutely not a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

Straightening out after Chronos introduced himself, his eyes settled on Ryuunosuke and Kimiko again, his polite smile not leaving.

“Now then, allow me to make good on what I have promised - though this time’s murderer already revealed one aspect I wished to explain. Honestly, I cannot believe we actually took you out of the suspect pool, despite the fact that you’ve only been with Umenoyakakutani since 10 pm. Plenty of time to get rid of any scents, isn’t it? And looking back now, your behaviour makes now perfect sense as well. Hmpf, my senses must have been truly dulled by your idiocy’s influence. It is high time that I remove myself from you cretins.”

“Ah, but it simply wouldn’t do to leave you all alone in that corner, wouldn’t it, Yoshida? After all, I do believe that it is time to reveal that Nokubo’s murderer had been Kita all along! How you were so quick to defend the culprit, how you oh-oh-guiltily ran away when I simply told you that I had you still included in my suspect pool… My, the two of you do make for a perfect, murderous pair, wouldn’t you agree?”

Between Ryuu stealing her thunder and then Orpheus- no, Chronos then also stealing a fair amount of the stuff before dropping all of THAT, Kimiko’s expression had developed into one that was akin to being slapped as many times as there had been revelations. But to her credit she recovered fast enough, stepping out more from lurking around Aki’s side to face Chronos more as she closed her hands into shaking fists.

“Hey! Don’t you DARE start trying to throw this on us so you can get away with what YOU’VE been doing too! This is an AWFUL thing to lie about! Do you KNOW how many people trusted you? And besides- THAT’S your evidence against the both of us? Come ON! You’re just saying that to scapegoat us and pull the focus off you being an ass! I ran away because you basically THREATENED me annnnnnd I didn’t need or want to be around you any longer- and that note DID say they didn’t even want any of this! And why wouldn’t Ryuu-chan just kill YOU if he killed because of this motive!”

“Even if I did do something like kill Kubo, that’s still totally different to you! You MADE the choice to kill Ryuu’s hostage AND string us all along, despite trying to get us all to shut up and sit down and not do anything rash or whatever! Could you GET any more controlling? At least I didn’t feel like I had to act as someone else to be liked or listened to at school or whatever! However we got you instead, I feel super sorry for the real Orpheus- if he even EXISTS!”

Her voice was starting to strain even with her usual volume being applied, a couple of breaks appearing here and there. But Kimiko pressed on anyway for another jab.

“Were you really just stringing ALL of us along as classmates and friends for the sake of it? I wouldn’t be surprised if YOU were one of our killers-!”

Chronos rolled his eyes, as if he’d gotten bored of this argument already. Crossing his arms before his chest, a low ‘tch’ could be heard from him, before he took the word once more.

“Do you honestly believe that this is the only evidence I got to unmask the two of you as the murderers you are? Especially with Yoshida saying that it would’ve been too perfect if I died in a mistrial? In context, that speaks volumes. Not to mention that those were merely few amongst many - and for you to even say that your crime was lesser than mine is ludicrous. After all, you may have been under the influence of a drug when you killed Nokubo - I’ll be courteous enough to give you that -, but you cannot say the same about 🌠 now, can you? This was your choice - you could have come clean about your crime, but no, you let someone else die in your stead. I will take Yoshida’s words on this account; what a coward you are, apologizing through some anonymous note that I couldn’t be bothered to take seriously to begin with. After all, why believe a liar?”

“As for why Yoshida didn’t go for me - well, that’s something I would like to know, too. Maybe, he was as much of a coward to go for me? Or he thought that killing someone I considered a--”, there was a pause, but it was barely noticable,”good ally would truly hurt me. Well, that was a miscalculation on his part - while I am... displeased that he is gone, as he was one of the few whose company I sincerely enjoyed, I’ve never been enough of a fool to develop any kind of attachments to anyone in a mutual killing game. What a ludicrous thing to do, given how easily this class is to backstab each other.”

“Oh and stop victimizing yourself. All I said to you was that I still have you in my suspect pool. That is hardly a threat - merely a friendly reminder that I’ve been onto you for the longest time after Umenoyakakutani and me went through the case again. Which brings me to the next point - if I had really murdered Nokubo, do you honestly believe I would’ve put so much effort to go through a murder again? To go back to the crime scene and recount everything that occured? No, I simply wished to know the identity of the killer, so I knew from whom to steer away from.”

“As for me blowing up this cretin’s grandmother, that is easy to explain; when I made the suggestion to withhold pressing buttons like absolute fools, I meant it. After all, it is not like as if I’ve been eager to dirty my hands. However, given how quick some of you were to kill off hostages left and right, I didn’t see any reason to not give my hostage at least a fighting chance. Granted, they still died, but at this point? With Yoshida trying to get me killed? Oh, I do not feel any remorse for doing so anymore. And I was right to withhold that information from him, given what he’s done now, hm?”

“And I wouldn’t expect for a mere mongrel like you to understand why I opted to don my brother’s identity. Your reasonings as to why I did it couldn’t be farther from the truth. I couldn’t have cared less if you didn’t like me - all I did was to act as my brother would’ve done; aside from the first motive, that is. He would have been kindhearted enough to either save that cretin’s grandmother or not pressed the button at all. Honestly, he would’ve been much to good for the likes of you. Everything I did was for the sake of my brother - not like you need to know why anyway.”

“So yes; aside from one person I still consider fondly - dead students not included -, I have never trusted or liked any of you. Why should I, given our predicament? It is your fault alone if you weren’t able to look past my act until now. I’ve grown tired to be empathetic towards you people. There is no merit in doing so anymore.”

“... That aside, I do owe you an apology, Yanagisawa-san.”

On that note, he turned to Sandwich and bowed to the other, with his face being more subdued than it was before.

“I should have voted for either Kita or Yoshida instead of you. My apologies that I’ve not put more focus on our actual murderer than you.”

With that said, he turned to Kimiko again.

“You can try and defend yourself all you want, but I am absolutely positive at this point that you were Nokubo’s killer. Denying it is useless.”

At some point through Chrono’s latest bout of speech, Kimiko had started shaking more noticeably than she could possibly hope to hide by just closing her fists, voice growing thicker in a way that betrayed incoming tears- but still she stared down Chronos with all the fury of, well, a wronged magical girl.

“You have absolutely NO right to talk about confessing to stuff or not- you’ve been acting as someone WAY nicer this WHOLE TIME! Are you saying that if you killed someone in this situation you would have come forward and confessed? Oh! Right! Clearly not! Since you’ve been sitting on this whole hostage thing AND your gross personality this WHOLE TIME! And of COURSE you might have killed again- you just said it! You’re b-bored with us! And to borrow Yanagi’s words, someone just has to get away with this twice and they’re FREE! You’ve been doing everything- everything else to deceive us! So why not helping Umenoyakakutani too-!”

“I’m sure Ryuu-chan was only talking about it being perfect if YOU got picked because of dealing with what you did! Ryuu-chan would NEVER- he’s always been su-super kind to me, ever since he got my hostage- an-and I hope he’s not lying to me too, but he’s not like YOU! We weren’t even TALKING about last case! I just wanted to check your handbook since I’d found you out, and then you start SCARING me instead..!”

“And- and don’t you DARE start getting all choked up over Yvon now either! There’s no WAY I can ever believe you cared at ALL now, even if you say you DO still like someone here- e-even if I thought we’d m-made up and we hung out a-and I was getting to know- getting to know Orpheus and I was st-starting to make friends and--”

But her determined stance was all for nothing. The sheer amount of poison it felt Chronos had directed at her specifically all added up onto the crushing pressure that had really made itself known ever since Takaku had that burst of bad luck, snapping the thickness in Kimiko’s voice and changing whatever words were coming next into a loud hiccup of a sob that just... didn’t stop; an incredibly nasty echo of her crying to the representing Edler previously. Her mouth opened once, twice more as though to try again, but ultimately her crying won out, the argument ending on Kimiko’s side with a gesture that looked like an attempt to flip Chronos off before she all but slunk back to Aki’s side- with a little bit of distance. In case she was lying too, maybe.

As Kimiko ranted on and on, Chronos looked at his nails, clearly displaying that he hadn’t been rattled one bit by this whole argument unlike her. Then, he deemed it was time to speak again.

“No, I wouldn’t have, which is why I cannot fault you for escaping your punishment to a degree - but at the end of the day, you are still the one who caused two deaths. That is an undeniable truth.”

“And oh please, do you think I would wish to spend more time with Umenoyakakutani with how much she’s grating on my nerves? It was pure coincidence that she was in the tunnels as well when I’ve made my way there. I couldn’t have possibly predicted something like that now, could I? Oh, but of course you will say otherwise anyway. Ah well, good thing I do not care about your opinion anyway, you murderous, lying brat.”

Another sneer escaped him as he shook his head.

“Not to mention that you only hear what you want to hear, hm? You forgot a tiny little word there; ‘too perfect’. Which means that something else must have been done before and what else could it be if not escaping punishment for murdering Mr. Bruckhard, while hoping that I’m getting chosen to get executed instead? Ah, but what am I thinking, of course a fellow murderer of our classmates would try to help out the other, hm? What a wonderful pair you two make! It makes me gag, honestly.”

“Honestly though, get your ears checked. Didn’t I just say that I am displeased at most upon Mr. Bruckhard’s demise? I am fairly certain I did, so if you could stop spouting nonsense, I would appreciate it. Then again, a mere cretin like you will never stop speaking--”

“Or sobbing to get yourself sympathy from others. Tch, with how this class has conducted itself so far, I wouldn’t put it past them to forgive you because you feel ‘oh-so-very-sorry’ for what you’ve done. Ah well, not like I expected much from you simpletons anyway.”

Chronos pulled a face of disgust at Kimiko, before turning to Ryuunosuke once more - with a sinister and serious expression on his face now, instead of the mocking smile he wore prior.

“As for you, you absolute lowlife, what else can I say than this? While I wouldn’t have done it any different if I were the killer - aside from making it obvious right afterwards that I’ve done the deed -, it still doesn’t change the fact that you are a coward who would kill others to satisfy their own needs. And yes, before you go ahead and bring forth your grandma again, I know I’ve done the same in the first week. However, at least I didn’t get two people killed over this. And it wasn’t anything personal against you when I made my decision to save my hostage after how bloodthirsty and illogical my fellow peers turned out to be, while you… well, not that I particularly blame you for your hatred, as I’ll never forgive the one who killed my hostage, but oh well. You can’t say the same now, can you?”

“That is exactly why trusting delinquents like you was never an option - I’ve been right to keep this to myself or else, I am certain that you would’ve gone ahead and tried to kill me sooner.”

“Not that you would have succeeded, of course - I never let my guard down around you lot, because I know that trusting other people - especially in a situation like this one -, is absolutely foolish. Ah and if you plan to attack me now, like the violent hooligan you are, then let me say this--”

At this point, one of Chronos hands went into his pocket and… it stayed there, though it appeared as if he was gripping something..

“It would be ill-advised to do so, as I have taken measurements to protect myself if the need arises. As long as no one aims to harm me, I will do absolutely nothing. However, while I quite dislike violence, I will not hesitate to protect my own life if someone threathens it. After all, I will get out of this disgusting place and return to my brother. You have my word on that, mongrels.”

#rwc #chfive #monotheatre #orpheus #kimiko #submission

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How to Handle a Nico: Elementary, My Dear Maki-chan

Primary Pairing: NicoMaki Words: ~1.7k Rating: G Time Frame: Later in Maki’s 1st and Nico’s 3rd year of high school Story Arc: Stand Alone

List of all HtHaN scenes

Author’s Note: The first scene, of what will likely be several, inspired by the detective theme of the 36th Score Match in LLSIF, featuring NicoMaki.

Maki gave herself another glance in the changing room mirror. The earthy and brown tones were not as cutesy as most of the other outfits she had worn today, but instead gave off a more formal feel. The stripes on the waistcoat and notch lapels of her jacket looked sharp, or… what was the word Nico had used for the other outfit? Dashing? Also, the darker colors made the red ribbon stand out that much more. The same held true for her hair with the brown hat, which she now donned.

She smiled at her reflection and the full effect of the complete costume. It was supposed to be a detective theme and it was definitely working. Maki felt like she should be running around Victorian London, chasing criminals and seeking clues to solve a mystery. Kotori and the photography company did good work, as always.

Still smiling, Maki left the dressing room and turned down the hallway. She immediately stopped when she noticed someone leaning against the wall.

“Nico-chan?” The first-year inquired.

“Tut tut.” The third-year shook her head. “That’s Nicolock to you.”

“What was that?”

Nico produced what looked like an old-fashioned pipe. “Nicolock Holmes.” She said before putting the end in her mouth. She then blew into the pipe, which released a barrage of bubbles into the air. “No. 1 Detective in the Universe.”

“Sherlock?”

“Nicolock.” The older girl corrected again. “And you must be Makey Watsikino.”

“Watsi… wha?”

“Watsikino.”

“I don’t get it…”

Nico giggled before blowing more bubbles.

Maki shook her head before inspecting the other girl’s costume. The pipe certainly fit with what she knew of Doyle’s character, as did the ulster coat and deerstalker hat. The pink ribbon securing the flaps added a distinctly Nico-nii-esque flare… geez, did she really think of it that way? Anyway, the braids, while having nothing to do with Sherlock or detectives or whatever… Maki couldn’t deny that they were quite cute. Then there was the ego; Nico definitely shared the famed detective’s ego. However, there was one thing that seemed lacking…

“So… why are you Holmes and I’m Watson?” Maki asked.

“<Elementary, my dear Maki-chan.>” Nico stated in English, with her best attempt at a British accent.

Well, that certainly sounded like something Sherlock might say… Still…

“Is it?”

“Of course! Nico is the No. 1 Idol in the Universe, so it only makes sense that she would play the part of the No. 1 Detective in the Universe.”

“Hrm…”

“Hey…” Nico’s eyes narrowed. “Is Maki trying to imply that Nico isn’t smart enough to be Sherlock?”

“Wha?” Maki balked. “No!”

In truth, Maki had actually been wondering about Nico’s deductive reasoning skills, not her intelligence… wait… that kind of had a bit to do with intelligence. But also observation! Nico was capable of being quite perceptive, when she needed to be. And in that light, the same held true for intelligence. She wasn’t an idiot, even if she often acted like one.

“Uhm…” Maki found herself unable to give voice to her thoughts in the face of Nico’s scrutiny.

“Nico would make a fine detective.” Nico declared after a moment. “I’ll prove it! Feed me and I’ll grow, but water me and I’ll die. What am I?”

Maki racked her brain for a moment. She knew she had read the answer to that at some point. So why couldn’t she think of it now?

“When you need me, you throw me away.” Nico continued. “But when you’re done with me, you bring me back. What am I?”

“Wait, you didn’t give me time to answer the first one!”

“There’s a one-story house where everything inside is pink: …”

“Nico-chan owns a house?”

Nico pursed her lips. “Pink walls, pink doors, pink floors, pink ceilings, pink windows, pink curtains, pink chairs and pink tables. What color are the stairs?”

“Those are just riddles, Nico-chan.” Maki said before the other girl started another one. “You just read them in a book somewhere.”

“Isn’t reading how Maki-chan gets a lot of her intelligence?”

“I… uhm…” Maki found she couldn’t refute that.

“And detective stories often have riddles in them.”

“… I suppose.”

“And isn’t there a villain that is always spouting off riddles and such?”

“… Not in Sir Author Conan Doyle’s work… I think?”

“Well, one of them had to have had at least one riddle.”

“I remember a code made with men holding flags or something. Maybe that counts?”

“Ah, Holmes and Watson!” A voice came from behind Maki. “I love it.”

“Hey, Nozomi.” Nico greeted.

Maki turned to see Nozomi and Kotori dressed in military themed outfits similar to the one Maki had worn a little while ago.

“Good choices, Kotori-chan.” The purple-haired girl continued.

“I had a lot of fun researching ideas for this set.” The ash-haired girl replied.

“Maki-chan wants to know why the adorable Nico-nii is the playing the part of the illustrious Sherlock.” The raven-haired girl said. “She doesn’t think Nico is smart enough.”

“That’s not it!” The redhead protested.

Nico stuck out her tongue.

“Actually, I decided to have Maki-chan be Watson first.” Kotori explained. “Because Watson was a doctor.”

“Ah, that makes sense.” Nico nodded. “Maki-chan is going to be the No. 1 Doctor in the Universe after all.”

Maki raised an eyebrow but wasn’t sure what to say in response.

“So Nico is Sherlock because…” Nico prodded.

“Because Watson is often the straight man to Holmes’ eccentricities?” Nozomi suggested.

“Well…” Kotori fidgeted with a part of her costume. “I stumbled across some fics during my research…”

“Fics?” Nico questioned.

Nozomi snickered. “Seems like Kotori-chan thought if Watson was with Holmes, then Maki-chan should be with Nicocchi.”

“Of cour…” Nico cut off. “Wait, just what kind of fics were you reading Kotori?”

“Oh, that’s the photographer calling.” Kotori looked past the other girls before scurrying off.

“I don’t get it.” Maki spoke up. “Does she think Nico-chan and I would be good at solving crimes together or something?”

Nozomi laughed. “No, Maki-chan, she…”

Nico growled in warning.

“Anyway,” Nozomi shifted gears “Nicocchi’s voice also sounds kind of like one of the girls from that detective anime that came out a few years ago…” She paused in thought for a moment. “But wasn’t that character based off a different detective…? Nero…?”

“Nero Wolfe?” Maki suggested.

“Yes, that one.”

“No, that won’t do.” Nico shook her head. “If Maki-chan is Watson, then Nico is Sherlock. That much is obv… <It’s elementary.>” She corrected by repeating her earlier phrase.

“Well…” Nozomi smiled. “I suppose there are a few mysteries when it comes to you two.”

“There’s no mystery!” Nico suddenly grinned. “Maki-chan is the best partner for Nico-nii!” She turned and glomped onto her junior.

“Buweeh?!” Maki uttered.

“It’s a brilliant solution!”

Nozomi laughed before turning as though hearing something. “Oh, that really was the photographer…” She said before wandering off to join Kotori.

“And we have our own shoot to make.” Nico said, letting go of the younger girl. “<Come, Maki-chan, the game is afoot!>”

“A-alright…” Maki replied.

As her senior took her hand and began to lead her down the hall, Maki found herself thinking. Who was right, Nico or Nozomi? Was there a mystery or a brilliant solution? Certainly, there were many things that Maki thought about when it came to her time and interactions with Nico. But… what was that line Doyle had Sherlock use? Something about impossible and truth and improbable…

When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth. That was the one. And the truth was that Maki enjoyed her time with Nico, despite, or perhaps sometimes because of their silly spats. Despite, and again perhaps sometimes because of Nico’s bratty behavior. The Maki of just a few months ago might have thought such a situation was impossible, and even now, Maki often considered it improbable. But truth it was all the same.

Maki felt the pang of something that was slowly becoming familiar as Nico let go of her hand when the two reached the set. However, it was quickly replaced with a different, warmer sensation as she watched Nico cheerfully greet the photographer and assistant. Nico was in her element and Maki couldn’t help being fascinated by watching her.

A smile came to Maki’s lips in response to the broad one being displayed by the older girl. When Nico’s smile was genuine, as it was now, it was contagious. She wasn’t forcing her smile through her idol persona. Well, she had just done her Nico-nii thing, but that was practically a ubiquitous gesture for pretty much every situation. But it was obvious Nico was honestly thrilled to be in the photoshoot. And maybe, perhaps, she was actually happy to be paired with Maki for this part, and not just faking it to get a reaction.

Maki watched as Nico enthusiastically obeyed the instructions from the photographer for a specific pose. She then suggested her own, which was accepted and shot. This was one of the sides of Nico that Maki admired. The Nico who put forth an honest effort to be the idol she dreamed of being. The Nico with no fear or embarrassment in front of the camera. The Nico who cute just by being herself.

Maybe… just as Watson found something he admired and respected in Holmes, so too had Maki found something in Nico. Just as Watson put up with the eccentricities of Holmes, so too did Maki deal with Nico’s. Just as Watson followed Holmes on his adventures, so too did Maki often follow Nico. And just as Watson was the best partner for Holmes… perhaps… just maybe… Maki really was the best partner for Nico?

Nico-chan’s partner… That… wasn’t a completely unappealing concept…

“Maki-chan!”

“Huh?” Maki blinked back to reality.

“Your turn!” Nico skipped over. “Hey, once you’ve taken a few, we should do a couple together!”

“I thought we were all basically separate for this set?”

“Well, yeah, for the magazine, sure.” Nico shrugged. “But we should take a few for fun as well! Watson and Holmes make a good pair and so do we! We definitely need to have a picture together!”

“Alright, alright.” Maki replied, moving in front of the green screen.

Maki smiled and posed as the photographer instructed. However, her smile grew when, after a dozen shots or so, Nico jumped in and grabbed her arm. At least for today, she knew she was happy to play Watson to Nico’s Holmes.

Author’s Note Continued: By the gods, I love these costumes. I can’t wait to add them to my teams, see their pop-ups, listen to their home screen quotes and read their side stories.

As mentioned above, I’d like to write another scene or two that includes these costumes or references them in some way. And thanks to a convo with myonmukyuu concerning an adorable piece she posted recently, I have a pretty good idea of what I want to do with the next scene.

Also, at least for now, I am presenting both Nico and Maki as not being incredibly familiar with Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s works. Maki may have read a mystery or two of his for a class and either may have seen a Sherlock movie. They know some quotes and general themes, but I don’t currently headcanon either as being mystery buffs.

This headcanon may change should I come across anime-canon-compliant material that says one or both does like Sherlock and/or mysteries. Maybe such a detail will be revealed in the side stories for these cards. If anyone playing the JP version is willing to fill me in early, before these cards hit WW, I’d be quite grateful. And in the light of such information, I may decided to come back and retcon a few things in this scene.

In the meantime, I’m probably going to keep putting off the scene for their new UR pair so I can write another scene for this set.

Edit: I’m not entirely sure where exactly I want this in the timeline. Thus, for now I’m just putting it after Pool Cleaning, such that it might be a continuation of that photohshoot. Not the same day, but maybe that particular photoshoot could end up being a multi-day event? That could open the door to some other ideas and scenes I could add later.

Cards Referenced:

#NicoMaki #Nishikino Maki #Yazawa Nico #How to Handle a Nico #Love Live #fanfic

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