I’m In the Wrong AU F!Leo meditates in the 2012 dojo to seek help from the Hamato Ancestors, especially his siblings, but instead of the Hamato ghosts he sees reflections of himself like talking to several mirrors (it’s the other future leos who were also thrown in the past like him in different time branches, but they’re confused how he got lost in transit)

Oh god have we considered ABO HotchReid where they’re together (and living together) during the Foyet arc?? Foyet manages to get the drop on them in their house and subdues them both and they have to watch each other being tortured by him. No character death cuz I can’t handle it but the sheer angst and Hotch would blame himself because he didn’t take the deal but Reid wouldn’t have wanted him to take the deal cuz that’s not who Aaron is and they’d both have to work through their trauma and I just 🥺🥺🥺😭

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I freaking LOVE Hotchreid during the Foyet Arc! <3

(I also cannot do major character death so you're good, Anon! I will never ever ever write permanent character death <3)

But let's make it angstier, okay? Because I am evil.

Hotch started properly courting Reid after the Hardwicke incident. He waited until he officially signed the divorce papers with Haley, and got confirmation from Reid that the Omega wants to be with him as well. They're not in a hurry to bond and mate: they've known each other for years, and the job comes first (like always).

In the beginning, it's all just courting. Hotch proving to Reid that he will be a good mate, a good Alpha. Reid already knows this (he's known Hotch for years like I said, and he knows that Hotch is an amazing father and mate). Reid gets a bit shy and embarrassed every time he walks into the bullpen and sees food, coffee, a bottle of water, and some kind of little gift on his desk.

It turns into Hotch Alpha posturing while on cases. When other Alphas sniff around Reid, try to talk to him, or get a bit too close, Hotch puts himself in their space and forces them to back off with a growl alone. Only once did another Alpha challenge him, the LEO clearly too young to understand how badly he was about to lose against the experienced Alpha. It ended with a hospital visit, but not for Hotch (poor young buck).

When the whole Reaper thing starts, Foyet watches how Hotch acts around Reid. They aren't mated, not bonded, but the flirting is obvious to anyone who's watching closely. Which, Foyet is. A lot of touching, feeding each other (Hotch isn't the only one courting and proving his worth; Reid is trying to show how much of a good Omega he can be by bringing food and water to Hotch when the Alpha forgets to eat), and a lot of shared glances. Foyet even noticed how, during the scene where Hotch gets upset outside of the bus of slaughtered people-- Foyet's address numbers written in blood on the windows-- Reid is the one to calm him down by allowing the Alpha to scent him, his nose buried in the crook of his neck.

Ah. A weakness. Good.

The night when Hotch would have gone home alone to end up face-to-face with Foyet, Reid ended up following him. He wanted to tell Hotch that he's ready to make it official. The courting can come to an end; it's been a few months now, and he's ready.

But instead of a night of planning a future together, Reid walks into a gun being held against his head. Hotch is standing in the kitchen, hands raised in surrender, growling as his eyes flash dangerously red, but he can't move. Foyet is standing behind Reid, using him as a shield, a wicked grin on his face as he pushes the gun into Reid's temple. He leans forward and inhales the scent of fear that is radiating off of the Omega. "This is my favorite part," he rumbles, licking his lips and watching Hotch's reaction.

Hotch is snarling, fingers twitching as he holds himself back from just going feral on Foyet. "Leave him alone. You want me, remember?"

"Why can't I have you both?" Foyet asks, twisting the gun a little and making Reid whimper. "I bet he screams so pretty."

The next thing Hotch remembers (because things happened so quickly) is he's tied to a chair, watching Foyet straddle Reid, the other Alpha rumbling happily as he traces his knife along each one of the Omega's ribs, grinning as Reid whines and whimpers. He tried to talk his way out of it, like with Hardwicke, but nothing he would say seemed to make any difference. Foyet just patted his cheek with the side of the knife, grin never faltering, "Quiet little Omega. You need to save your strength."

Hotch tries to fight back, to pull against his restraints, growling and threatening Foyet. "Get off him. Get off him or I will make your life a living hell!"

Foyet fucking giggles. Then plunges the knife into Reid's chest, giving it a little twist when the Omega cries out in pain, tears springing to his eyes as he tries to fight back. The Alpha leans down and licks at the blood that is bubbling up from the new wound.

Hotch sees red.

But there's nothing he can do. But watch. As The Reaper stabs his precious Omega over and over again, sliding that knife in so agonizingly slowly, giggling like a maniac as Reid slowly stops fighting back. The blood is pooling on the floor, staining the carpet a permanent crimson red- and staining Hotch's mind with images of his Omega's death.

Eventually, Reid's eyes slip closed, even as Hotch cries out to him, "Spencer--Spencer please open your eyes! Look at me, don't look at him, look at me!"

Foyet hums, tapping Reid's face again to see if he can rouse him. "Huh. Weak Omega. I was hoping he'd last a little longer. At least long enough to watch me do the same to you."

Hotch feels defeated, staring at Reid's chest intently. Is he breathing? Is his chest moving at all, or is he imagining it because he wants to see it so badly?

In the silence of the apartment, he hears it. The raspy breathing of his Omega, the smallest whimper when Foyet climbs off of him.

He's alive. But he won't be for long if I don't get him out of here.

For a fic prompt! How about Duck and Indrid are childhood best friends who are college roommates. Indrid has been in love with Duck for years, but when Duck starts dating Minerva it throws Indrid into a deep depression. Ideally Duck and Indrid do get together in the end (though hopefully Duck and Minerva’s breakup isn’t nasty) and you can get as angsty as you’d like! Honestly the angstier the better is my motto! Also I’m all for Indrid still having future sight, if you’d like! Thank you SO MUCH!

Here you go!

Quick content note: it contains trans Duck, including a scene where Indrid takes his side when he comes out in PE and, it’s implied, that coming out is not well recieved.

Indrid Cold lays face down on his bed. His phone is shoved under the black cotton of his pillow case, and he’s drawn the windows shut against the warm August air. 

This is a misery of his own making, he knows this. He can’t decide if the fact that it’s a misery nearly two decades in the making is impressive or pathetic. 

To understand the origins of it, one has to rewind the tape of his life back quite a ways.

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Duck Newton is six years old and hunting for miners lettuce in his backyard, when he feels like he’s being watched. 

Looking up, he finds a face framed with shaggy dark hair, glasses perched on a pointy nose, peeking over the fence at him. As soon as the face sees him, it ducks back down. 

Weird. 

He goes back to foraging, only to find the face watching him again a minute later. This time, when it disappears, he clambers up the oak tree alongside the fence and scoots carefully out onto a limb that sticks out into the neighboring yard. The face, which belongs to a boy about his age, is staring up at him, as if he expected Duck to appear. He’s standing on the edge of the decorative fountain the old neighbors put in the yard. 

“Why’re you watchin me?”

“I wanted to know what you were doing.” 

“How come?”

“I’m bored. My dads are putting the house together and I don’t want to draw anymore.” He points to a stack of pictures, next to some crayons that are melting in the sun. 

Duck thinks; he hasn’t had anyone to play with since school got out. Leo, who lives down the block, is nine, so not as interested in having Duck trailing after him like a little brother as he used to be.

“…You wanna go see a huge crawdad?”

The other boy perks up, “I have no idea what that is.  But yes.”

“C’mon, meet me in the front yard. What’s your name?”

“Indrid.”

“That’s a weird name.”

“What’s yours?” Indrid crosses his arms, eyebrow raised

“Duck.”

Indrid stares at him, wide mouth curling up at one side. His stare is a bit unnerving, and Duck feels the need to explain himself.

“It’s a nickname.”

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“I think that’s the same large one from last year.” Indrid peers over his sketchpad, staring down at a crawdad scuttling through the clear creek.

“Told you we shoulda put a colored tape on them or somethin so we could keep track.” Duck looks at the crustacean, and then back at the project he’s working on.

They’re nine years old, hazy and sleepy in the summer afternoon. This part of the creek is shaded, keeps them hidden from passersby and parents alike (they’ve learned to tell at least one parent where they’re going, after Greg, one of Indrid’s dad’s, panicked looking for them). 

“What are you making?” Indrid wiggles next to him in the grass, gnawing his pencil as Duck shows him. 

“S’a reed raft. I’m gonna see how far I can float it down the river.”

“I will draw a flag for it.” Indrid scribbles, and Duck grins at him. He continues, “I’m glad you’re back. I hate when you got to your uncle’s during the summer. I have no one to talk to.”

“You could talk to Dani.”

“She’s busy a lot.”

Duck looks a little guilty, “Did you get the postcards?”

“Uh huh.” Indrid nods, smiling at his friend to show there’s no harm done. He knows it’s not up to Duck where he goes. The postcards are pinned to his wall, along with his own drawings, some horror movie posters, and the postcards from the last two summers. 

“Oh, look at what I found while we were at the lake.” Duck reaches into his pocket, pulling out a smooth, wiggly-striped stone, “Uncle Jeff says it’s agate.” 

He holds it out and Indrid takes it, runs his fingers along the smooth, cool surface. It feels lovely. And it reminds him of what he likes most about being Duck’s friend; Duck can make anything, even a rock, seem interesting and special. 

Indrid is reminded of another reason he is lucky to have Duck the next morning. 

All the adults are down in the living room, talking worriedly. There’s been a car crash on the nearby highway, and one of the trucks was carrying something toxic. The school is closed, and everyone has been told to stay home because the air could be unsafe. 

Indrid is under all his blankets, his sketchbook thrown to the other side of the room.

“‘Drid?” The door creaks as Duck enters the bedroom. 

He wants to beg him to hide under the covers with him. He wants to tell him to go away. 

He sniffs, wipes his nose on his arm, and hears Duck turn towards the bed. The covers slowly lift, and Indrid blinks blearily, tearily up at him.

“Have you been cryin?” Duck looks worried. 

He nods. 

“Did you know someone who got hurt?”

“No. I, I saw it happen. In my head. Over and over last night. I thought I was imagining it. But then it happened. Th-that happens a lot, ever since my birthday. It’s like, like I see things and then sometimes they happen and sometimes they don’t. I draw them but, but I’m afraid if my dad’s find out they’ll, they’ll think I’m wrong, somethings wrong with me.” 

As he’s talking, Duck sits down next to him, rests his arm around his shoulders. 

“Nothin’s wrong with you ‘Drid. This is weird, but it don’t make you bad. You should tell you dads. They’re nice, they’ll help you.” He squeezes Indrid’s arm, smiling at him as he rests his head on his shoulder, “I’ll help you too.” He slips the agate from his pocket and into Indrid’s hands, moves their fingers over it in tandem until the motion soothes Indrid’s breathing down, then tucks it into Indrid’s pocket.

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“You okay ‘Drid?” Duck plops down on a cafeteria bench Kepler Middle School, Indrid poking glumly at his fruit salad. 

“We had oral presentations today. I did mine on my moth.” He taps the jar in front of him. A week or so ago it had contained a caterpillar that he and Duck had identified as belonging to a Banded Tiger Moth. Indrid had decided to raise it into adulthood, Duck helping him figure out which weeds to feed it before it went into its cocoon. When it emerges, he and Duck have the perfect spot picked to release it.

“What’s wrong with your moth?”

“Nice glasses, mothman!” A voice yells, two boys high-fiving when Indrid shrinks in on himself. 

“Hey, fuck you, mothman rules!” Duck thanks his lucky stars none of the cafeteria monitors heard him. He recognizes those two; they’re in Indrid’s CORE class with him, meaning the nickname has already spread. Indrid, with his tics and his tendency to finish people’s sentences, his glasses and scraggly appearance, has been pegged as a target for months. It makes Duck’s blood boil to see them turn something Indrid spent time looking after into an insult. 

That night, he grabs a sharpie and one of his grey t-shirts. 

The next day, he turns up with “Mothman Rules” scrawled on his chest. Indrid’s smile is worth the lecture he gets about messing up his clothes. 

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Indrid and Duck sit side by side in the principals office. Their gym clothes in Kepler Middle’s colors, grey and maroon, seem even grimmer right now.

They haven’t done anything wrong, not as far as Indrid is concerned. 

Duck stood in the boys line-up during P.E, that’s all. When he refused to move to the girls line, the teacher told the rest of the boys to line up all over again, elsewhere. They all moved, except Indrid, who insisted that Duck was in the right line and refused to play along with a bid to deny that.

They have been sent to the principal for “causing trouble.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” Duck murmurs. 

“I did. You’re my friend, Duck. And Mr. H is an asshole.”

He thinks, but does not say, that it would take far more than a gym teacher and the threat of detention to leave Duck’s side when he’s in trouble.

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It’s Indrid’s 16th birthday, and his dads are throwing a very subdued sweet sixteen. He dyed his hair silver, and they’ve ordered an entire table of desserts from a local bakery, and he, Duck, Juno, Dani, and Barclay have stuffed themselves while watching movies and teasing Dani for being ga-ga over her long-distance girlfriend, Aubrey, who she met playing an online tabletop games. 

Once the other three leave, Duck grabs Indrid’s jacket and hands it to him. 

“C’mon, lets go to the creek. Got somethin to show you.”

Indrid follows him, teasing him as they turn down the creekbed, “We’re not going to have a repeat of the beer incident are we?”

Duck laughs, “No. Learned better than to give that hummingbird palate of yours booze.”

They hit the familiar dirt of their favorite spot, and Duck gets on tiptoe and reaches into the trees above them. Strings of lights, red to match Indrid’s new glasses, and white, snap on. Below them is a blanket, and Indrid sits down with a perplexed smile. Then he checks the futures, and understands. 

“Is this entirely sanitary?”

“Enough.” Duck grins, pulling out a lighter and safety pin, “I did it on mine and I still got the ear.”

“Very well.” Indrid crosses his legs, checks the futures it be double sure this won’t end in infection, and braces himself, “left ear please.”

“Right. Okay, one, two-”

“OWowowowow.” 

“Done!”

“Ow.” Indrid winces as Duck cleans the newly-pierced ear, loosens his grip on the agate in his fist.

“Can’t believe you still carry that thing around.”

“I find it soothing. Ooh, how nice.” Indrid picks up the black moth-shaped earring Duck hands him. 

“Figured it’d be better to start with a smaller one. And now that you’re all done, you can officially burn your list.”

Indrid pulls a worn sheet of binder paper from his pocket. When he, and then Duck, turned fifteen, they wrote out lists of things they wanted to do before they hit sixteen. He crosses out get ear pierced, then mutters, “I’m still missing one.”

Duck looks at him quizzically. He turns the paper around and points to first kiss.

“Wait, I thought you and Carlos-”

“Nope. Never got that far before we broke up.”

Duck sits next to him, gets a mischievous grin on his face, “Think I know how to help.”

“How’s tha-”  

It’s barely a kiss, Duck bringing their lips together just long enough for Indrid to feel him sigh happily. Then he pulls back, still grinning. 

Indrid is certain that if he looked down at himself, his veins would be pulsing technicolor, his body lit up like the cheap neon in their tiny downtown. 

“Ta-dah, list complete.” Duck whispers. 

“Thank you.” Indrid whispers back. 

He doesn’t think much of it for the rest of the night, figures it’s just a meeting of Duck’s goofier side with his desire to help a friend. 

It’s only when he’s laying in bed, playing the kiss over and over again like a favorite song, that he realizes he might be in trouble. 

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Indrid knows the likely outcome, but that doesn’t stop him from leaping up excitedly when Duck bangs the front door open.

“‘Drid, I got in! did you, oh, hey Mr. Cold, did you?”

“Yes.” Indrid grins from the bottom of the staircase. 

“Oh hell yeah! Juno got in too! Maybe we can all be roommates.”

As much as Indrid would like that outcome, the arbitrary housing system of UWV Huntington has other ideas. Duck ends up partnered with an affable if often absent psych major, Juno gets a single in the same dorm, just two floors down, and Indrid is stuck with a frat-boy business major.

That doesn’t stop them from making the most of their first year of college. Indrid crashes on Duck’s floor some nights, and the two of them manage to swing having a film class together during spring semester. They each dip their toes into the wild sea that is college dating, with mixed results, trading advice and anecdotes in the dark of Duck’s room.

And none of that, not one single bit, does anything to dampen Indrid’s romantic feelings for his friend. 

It’s not that he doesn’t try, just as he’s been trying every day since his 16th birthday. He loves Duck as a friend, wants to be in his life forever. He can’t afford to love him any other way. It’s too risky. And so he tries, over and over and over, to quash those feelings. Sometimes they ebb, sometimes Indrid happily dates or hooks up with other people. 

But they always come back, like a faithful hound finding it’s way home. 

Because Duck will laugh in that ridiculous way of his, be vulnerable with Indrid in those private moments, make Indrid feel understood in a way no one else can. And he falls in love all over again. 

(And that’s before he even gets to the moments where Duck will strip his shirt off on hot days, or wander into the room in his boxer shorts, and Indrid feels the urge to plead with him for the privilege of feeling him up).

It’s because of all this that, when Duck asks if Indrid wants to move in together their sophomore year, he almost says no. 

But then he and Duck are sharing celebratory take-out in a half-unpacked apartment and he’s happier than he ever thought he could be. 

It’s not perfect by any means. Indrid can be messy, Duck can be terse, money can be tight. But Indrid is so at home with Duck, all that fades into the background. They have friends over, compare notes on dates, have junk food strewn study sessions on the couch, keep each other company during all nighters. 

Then, in May of their Sophomore year, things change. 

“‘Drid? Oh good, you’re still up. Um, I wanted to tell you somethin. Minerva and I are goin out.”

“Oh. That’s a bit unexpected.” Indrid sets his drawing aside.

“You tellin me you don’t use that magic-eight ball brain to spy on my love life?” Duck teases, plopping down onto the bed with him. 

“Never. So…why the switch from work-out buddies to this?”

“Dunno, just seemed like we’d been spendin a lot of time together. She actually tutored me back in high school, remember, so it’s kinda fun to be around someone who’s known me that long. Y'know, someone who watched me grow up.”

“I see.” Indrid kicks his jealousy until it goes limp and sinks back under the surface of his feelings, “well, that’s awesome then. I’m glad you’re excited Duck.”

And he is. It’s not a lie, goodness knows he’s well aware he has no claim to Duck’s affection or time. And Minerva does seem to make him happy, encourages Duck’s good habits like going to the gym (something Indrid has tried once and will never do again. Yoga and walking are fine by him).

But soon he cannot go anywhere with Duck, including his own apartment, without Minerva there. Duck spends all of his time with her, and Indrid learns it’s not just him; while Minerva is gladly included in their group get-togethers, Juno hasn’t seen Duck in weeks. And has barely heard from him. She is also a bit loud and Indrid, who has always had trouble with over-stimulation from noise, finds himself out of the apartment more and more often. 

Indrid can’t blame Duck for spending time with Minerva rather than him; she’s jockular, active, attractive (even if she does call Duck by his first name). Indrid is odd, reclusive, and well, weird looking. 

It all goes to hell at the end of August. 

“‘Drid! The study abroad program offered me a scholarship. I get to go to Brazil. This is so fuckin cool!”

“Wonderful!” Indrid claps his hands, “I know how badly you’ve wanted to go. You have to promise me to send me pictures of brightly colored bugs for art inspiration. Oh, and now we can tell Dani she has somewhere to stay while she and Aubrey look for a shared place.”

“Exactly. And guess what, it gets even better.”

“How-” he sees the answer coming, tries to keep his face neutral. 

“Minerva’s comin with me!”

“I wasn’t aware wildlife conservation and management was her area of interest.”

“It ain’t, but she’s comin as part of a grad study program. It’s gonna be so fuckin amazin.”

“I’m sure it will be.” The pull between his true feelings and his need to seem supportive renders his answer flat. 

“What’s up?” Duck sits down in the kitchen chair opposite him. 

“Nothing. Or, well, I suppose I’ve just now realized that I’ll be without a good friend for a semester. I’ll miss you.”

“Aw, I’ll miss you too, you big sap. Don’t worry, I’ll write you a bunch, send pictures too when I can.”

Indrid looks at the futures, then down at the table, “No, you won’t.”

“Huh? Why wouldn’t I?” Duck looks hurt.

“In all the timelines, you send me one postcard at maximum. In most of them, you send none. I slip your mind entirely, it seems.” His voice is tight.

“The fuck? How is that pos-”

“Any time not spent in the field, you are too engrossed by her to do anything else.”

Duck’s face hardens, “So that’s what this is really about.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” He lies. 

“You’ve been bothered by her since the start! You don’t think I notice that forced smile you get when she’s around, or the fact you leave the house when she comes over?”

“I get overstimulated when there is too much noise, you know that.” Indrid snaps back.   

“You hardly come out with us anymore, and you make it sound like she’s controlin me or some shit.”

“I, I do not. I just don’t enjoy when she barges in randomly.” He rubs his temples with his hands, trying to keep calm. 

“Christ, you really makin me choose between my best friend and the first girlfriend who’s made me feel this way? Why the fuck can’t you just be happy for me?”

“Because it should be me and not her!” Indrid spits out, hands dropping to the table and gaze meeting Duck’s own. 

Duck blinks back at him, “Really? Really? You had a million goddamn chances to confess how you feel and you choose now?”

“I, I didn’t, I tried so hard to ignore it, but, fuck, I didn’t mean to say it now but since I did: I’ve been in love with you for years. And, and I just, after everything, we’ve been so close-”

“What, you think that what, because we’ve been friends since we were kids and you been pinin after me for however the fuck long, I should just date you? Like it’s destiny or some shit? What the fuck man?” He stands and Indrid mirrors him. 

“Do not put words in my mouth. I never wanted to interfere in your life, I never, you can’t possibly know how I feel!”

“Oh yeah? You think I’m really that fuckin oblivious? I suspected you felt some kind of way about me, and I gave you chances to show me I was right!”

“Name one.” Indrid growls, stepping closer.

“Homecomin, my eighteenth birthday, about a dozen times last year where I asked if you had your eye on anyone and you’d change the goddamn subject,” Duck counts out on his fingers, closing the remaining distance, “hell, coulda used those weird powers of yours to see what would happen if you told me.”

“I was too scared to. And if you were so observant, and apparently not opposed to the idea, why didn’t you make a move on me?”

“What do you think me kissin you on your birthday was?”

“A joke! Goodness, Duck, you know I’m not great with social cues. I didn’t think you’d ever care about me that way.”

“You think I’m that fuckin shallow?”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.” He growls. 

“So what was your end-game, huh? Just wait out everyone else, circle me like a fuckin vulture until I’d settle for you? Fuck, Minerva was right, you are creepy.”

Duck may as well have punched him. He sort of wishes he had. 

“Fuck. you. Wayne.” He hisses out, stepping around him and towards his room. 

“Nah, fuck you, Indrid. Fuck you for makin me think you actually cared about me when all you were doin was bidin your goddamn time!”

“That’s not, no, nevermind. I don’t have to explain myself to you.”

Duck tosses back, “That’s as good as a confession in my book, you creepy, mothman lookin motherfucker,” and Indrid slams the door. 

There’s ten minutes of hurried, angry movement in the rest of the apartment, and then the front door bangs shut. 

He cycles through anger (at himself, at Duck, at these obnoxious powers for not helping him prevent the fight), hurt, and numb acceptance that he has blown his oldest, closest friendship to smithereens. 

When he finally calms down enough to think clearly he realizes that, if nothing else, he doesn’t want that to be the last conversation they have before Duck leaves. 

He faceplants onto his bed, pulls out his phone, and types.

Indrid: I’m sorry for losing my temper, and for not telling you the truth sooner. Even though it would have been helpful if you’d been clearer in the past. Can we talk about this tomorrow, and try again?

The answer is immediate.

Duck: Staying with M until we leave. Don’t text me again unless the apartment is on fire.

He stares at the response, then slides the phone under his pillow, presses his face to the mattress, and lays there numbly until he falls asleep.

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“Nope, you are not having a sad hook-up on my watch.” Barclay’s tone freezes Indrid in place, and he slumps back down into the booth at the bar. 

Barclay is only a year ahead of him, but at times he reminds Indrid of a mother hen. A very, very large mother hen. 

“I cannot believe I allowed you to drag me out on Homecoming weekend.”

“Indrid, you’ve been miserable for almost two months, and I’m honestly really worried about you. Plus, this place has super cheap, real good appetizers.”

“Thank you for not saying ‘apps.’’ Indrid sips his soda.

“That word is an abomination. And you’re avoiding the actual topic.”

“I destroyed my best friend’s trust in me, and am wallowing here while he cavorts in the rainforest with his girlfriend. I’ll survive, but there’s no rule that says I have to enjoy it.”

Barclay sighs, “Look, if I give you permission to be miserable while you do it, will you come to trivia night with me, Joe, and Jake? Dani’s usually out fourth, but she’s helping Aubrey get her magic show up and ready to open.”

Indrid blows a strand of hair from his face (the black patches are getting worse, he needs to dye it again), “I can mope as much as I want?”

“You can cry into your beer for all I care, as long as you let me buy it.”

Trivia night turns out to be much better than anticipated, though Joe, Barclay’s boyfriend, is terrifying to behold in a battle of information.

Movie goes better, game night even better still, and soon Indrid is hanging out with the others more days than not. He even helps Aubrey design and draw up some last minute posters for her show. 

It’s the morning after opening night (and the following celebration) that his phone alerts him to a new email. The subject simply says “Bug.”

It’s from Duck. 

All it contains is a photo, clearly taken at night on a phone, of a moth with bright pink wings and red eyespots. 

He types, Neat! Then, after a moment, adds What species?

He doesn’t expect a response. But the next day, another email awaits him.

Dr. Graslie (Entomologist here) thinks it’s Leucanella apollinairei. Here’s someone more familiar

This picture is of a small crustacean. Indrid smiles; it’s a crawdad. 

He replies Careful, maybe it followed you all the way from Kepler. Seen anything else interesting?

This time he waits two days for a response, but it opens with, sorry, internet is real spotty. Big shock, I know. 

This is followed by two paragraphs describing trees. Indrid has never been so happy to hear about root systems. 

Soon Duck is emailing him whenever he can. At first, it’s only about the wildlife, the field work he’s doing, and the terror of trying to practice hygiene in the middle of a rainforest. Slowly, other details appear; the things he’s homesick for, the ways in which he and Minerva are starting to grate at each other (you’d think being in the middle of nowhere’d get you some peace and quiet. Nope). 

Indrid responds with updates from school, pictures of the outings he and the others go on, news about the promo art several places in town have hired him to do after seeing the posters for Aubrey’s act. Says he hopes Minerva and Duck are able to work things out. 

Winter break comes sooner than seems possible, and he assumes the next time he sees Duck will be when they’re home visiting their folks. 

Which is why, when he’s sitting at home reading after his last final, the door opening alarms him (Dani has already moved out). That is, until he glimpses the future.

“Duck?” He calls softly.

His friend appears in the doorway, luggage left behind him in the entryway. 

“Hey, ‘Drid.”

“I, ah, assumed you’d be staying with Minerva until you could officially move out.”

Duck shakes his head, “I ain’t movin anywhere. Unless you want me to.”

“No.” Indrid fidgets with the agate, tucked safely in the pocket of his sweatpants. 

“We, uh, we broke up. Minerva and me. It was, uh, mutual, though she was the one to pull the trigger, so to speak. Just found there were some things we didn’t agree on. Weren’t compatible on neither.”

“I’m sorry.”

Duck snorts what’s almost a laugh.

“I mean it.” He stands, voices earnest and gentle, “I know you were happy with her, and the relationship meant a lot to you.”

“Yeah” Duck sounds tired, “It did. But it turns out another one meant more.”

Indrid stops moving. Also, possibly, breathing. 

“I…well, I sent you that first email instead of apologizin because I was still kinda hurt, but I realized I missed you. I didn’t want you gone from my life. And the longer I was gone, the more times I turned around wanting to tell you somethin and was sad you weren’t there, got excited at the thought of showin you somethin or sending you pictures, I realized I did plenty to fuck things up. And that’s before we get to the fact I was dreamin about you most nights.”

Duck steps awkwardly forward, until they’re toe to toe, “I missed you, ‘Drid. So fuckin much. And I’m sorry for the things I said durin the fight.”

“As am I. I ought to have thought how my confession would appear to you. I’m sorry I did not.”

“I guess, what I’m tryin to say is I feel like a real dipshit for havin to go halfway across the globe to realize what I really want.”

“And what do you want, Duck?”

Duck cups his cheeks, and then Indrid is tipping forward, into a kiss he’s dreamed of for years. His arms close around Duck’s shoulders, his lips taste chapstick and cold night air. He pulls away to breathe and gets only an instant to do so, Duck chasing his mouth for kiss after kiss, his eagerness sending them tripping onto the bed. 

Indrid lands on top of Duck, hears him whimper when his name leaves Indrid’s lips.

“‘Drid, ‘Drid, please-”

“Yes” He kisses his cheek, “whatever it is, the answer is yes.”

Duck giggles into his neck, “You got no idea how bad I wanna make a goof on that. But, fuck, ‘Drid, I can’t, all I want is you.”

“Likewise.” He purrs, hooking Ducks leg around his own, nuzzling up his neck before attacking his lips with kisses. 

“That, that a rock in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?” Duck tugs on his lower lip.

“Both. See?” He produces the agate, holds it where Duck can get a look at it.

“Holy shit, is that the one I gave you a million years ago?”

“Indeed. It became a sort of grounding object, because it was pleasant to touch and reminded me of you. Later it morphed into a sort of good luck charm.”

Duck closes Indrid’s fist around the rock and kisses it, grins, “There, now it’s twice as lucky.”

Indrid holds him close, basks in the love radiating from him as he murmurs, “It’s not the luckiest thing in the room, though. That honor, I believe, belongs to you and I.”

The lies, the secrets

Story No. 3 of my Season 7 Countdown Project! Also: I’m still taking prompts for future missing scene fics.

Summary: “My time undercover in the mafia was actually kind of lame. I mean, I wanted it to be badass, but I'm good at computers, so I mostly just helped them switch over from AOL.”

The story of how Jake became the mafia’s IT guy. Takes place during Undercover. (Read on AO3.)

What he doesn’t tell any of them, after he’s back, is that going undercover with the mafia is mostly just- really lonely.

Jake spends most of the first week alone in the crappy one-bedroom the FBI hooked him up with in Bushwick, waiting for one of the Ianuccis to get in touch. At night he lies awake on his mattress on the floor, mustard-yellow streetlight glaring through the grimy bedroom windows, and thinks that he’s already failed his assignment, that he couldn’t pass himself off as a disgraced cop for even one night. (The irony does not escape him.)

Then a guy calls Jake’s burner at 3 in the afternoon on the sixth day, and he introduces himself as Derek and says he’s downstairs. It’s now or never. Jakes takes a deep breath and blows it out hard, then steels himself and heads down. By the end of the week, he’s got a pierced ear and a gold-chain necklace and a cigar burn on the back of his neck, just below the collar of his new silk shirt. Years ago, before he’d gotten into the Academy, Jake had thought about getting a tattoo (“yippee ki yay” in calligraphy, very classy) in that spot and he’s grateful now that Gina talked him out of it. The burn was an initiation, and it didn’t hurt as much as he’d thought it would, but the scab is itchy and sometimes when he thinks of the smell of it he gets a little nauseated.

Leo Iannuci sends him out with Derek on a couple of jobs – mostly picking up cash from people they’re extorting from, but sometimes they’re the ones making the threats and Jake hates that part, hates it so much. Derek’s a nice guy, an Academy dropout who seems to shed his tough-guy attitude with his velour jacket every time they leave a bodega or laundromat or some other business where he’s had to smack someone around. Derek always does the hitting, never makes Jake do it, and Jake can’t decide if it’s because he likes the violence or if he just senses that Jake really, really doesn’t.

Either way, he’s grateful, and he has to keep himself from feeling too much fondness for Derek just because he protects Jake from the dirty work. Jake’s gotten that talk from the FBI: It’s natural to think you’re making friends, making connections, they’d said. But you’re not. Don’t ever forget that. Jake is always, always on his own.

About a month in, Jake is at Leo’s penthouse in Flushing, reeking of cologne that one of the Sals had doused him in while another Sal held him down, when Leo swears loudly and slaps the side of his computer, a rickety old desktop with a fan that sounds like it’s working triple-time.

“Motherfucker, it won’t let me fucking update!” Leo slams his fist down on top of the harddrive.

Jake looks around the room but everyone else suddenly seems to have important business on their phones, so he approaches Leo and says, “What’s the problem?”

Leo snarls at the computer. “I had to add some new clients to the ledger and now this son of a bitch won’t save the changes.”

Le’s “clients” could mean extortion victims or dirty cops or assassins-for-hire or any or all of the above. Jake hasn’t seen the ledger yet – he wasn’t actually sure there was one before this moment.

“You want some help?” he says, casually.

Leo finally turns his glare to Jake, staring him down long enough that Jake has to fight to keep from shifting on his feet and curling his hands into fists. “You any good with this shit?” Leo says.

Jake shrugs. “Yeah, I know computers.”

“All right, have at it,” Leo says, and gets up from the desk.

Jake sits, and Leo grips his shoulders, sudden and fast, fingers digging hard enough to bruise. And then just as suddenly he’s let go. He stays behind Jake, though, watching him click through open windows to find the source of the problem. It doesn’t take long.

“You’re using AOL,” Jake says. His voice sounds a little strangled to his own ears.

“Yeah, I guess,” Leo says. “So what?”

“So that’s your problem,” Jake says.

Jake’s definitely not an expert at computers, but he’s always had an affinity for the basics and it only takes him a few minutes to fix the immediate problem – an outdated file type that the desktop won’t recognize anymore. Jake saves the document, which, infuriatingly, is a table someone made in Microsoft Works. It’s so horrifically formatted that Jake can’t help but imagine the devastating stroke that Amy would suffer if she even knew it existed. She would seriously start bleeding out of her eyes.

Later that night, Jake smokes his first full cigar and convinces Leo to let him move all of their documents to a Google drive. By the end of his first full month undercover, Jake’s become the mob’s IT guy. It’s exactly as dope as it sounds. (It’s not remotely dope.)

+++

It takes him a couple of weeks to transfer everything to the cloud; he has to carefully rebuild all of the ledgers in proper spreadsheets. Leo assigns one of the Sals to keep an eye on him, but after the first hour Sal gets bored and retires to the couch to play Kwazy Cupcakes on his phone (the sound effects touch off a profound homesickness that Jake tries his best to ignore). So Jake has no trouble copying the ledgers onto a thumb drive that he later passes on to his handler. It’s almost all the evidence they need. Then it’s just a matter of waiting for the FBI to get its teams in place, to mark the right time and place to take down the biggest targets.

Jake does a few more jobs with Derek, and he just misses getting sent on a drug run that ends in a shootout and two of Iannuci’s guys in the hospital (Jake was back at Leo’s penthouse trying to figure out why his computer suddenly refused to talk to his printer). He knows he’s dodging literal bullets, but that doesn’t mean he sleeps well at night, or that his nervous system doesn’t light up like a Christmas tree every time someone racks a gun near him (which is pretty much all the time – mafia guys love cleaning their weapons).

Jake ends up giving a seminar to half a dozen Iannuci men (plus two women) on file encryption and two-step authentication and he feels a little guilty for teaching the mob how to evade hackers – some of whom will surely be cops – but weirdly, he’s starting to get bored, and he figures none of them are going to remember any of his lessons anyway.

The night before Marco and Angie’s wedding, Jake gets super drunk with a bunch of the guys and he sings “The Longest Time” with Derek, slopping rye whiskey all over their polyester shirts. The next day Jake’s going home. But that night, for the first time in 62 days, he forgets to be lonely.

End Notes:

Title is from Feed the Beast (Bash Brothers).

I know there is a lot of mafia-Jake fic, and that this take is not like the others. But I always thought Jake’s comment to Pimento about what he really did undercover was interesting and worth exploring. I don’t think it means the job wasn’t dangerous or super stressful for Jake, though my version is probably less so than some of the more violent takes some writers have offered (which are just as valid!).

I couldn’t decide if this story should be considered a missing scene for Undercover or Adrian Pimento. It fit better here for obvious reasons, but the revelation is in the later episode. But really, it doesn’t actually matter.

My darling beta @fezzle wisely pointed out that Jake the Computer Wizard doesn’t exactly fit with what we learn about him in Ticking Clocks. My solution/answer to this is that Jake is actually pretty good with day-to-day computer stuff (there’s quite a bit of evidence of this in canon – or at least, evidence that he’s not BAD with computers), but hacking-level stuff is way over his head. That’s why he starts Ticking Clocks full of bluster with the so-called security expert and then eventually has to admit he doesn’t know what he’s talking about. Unfortunately, what he actually says is “I don’t know anything about computers.” That could be the writers just forgetting their own canon, but I choose to believe that it actually fits just fine with Jake’s “I’m good at computers” in Adrian Pimento. It’s all about context!

I know, I know, I’m sorry [MAJOR TBM SPOILERS]

So I know Jason is gone, and Jason is my favorite character so it was sort of a big deal. The thing is, like I said here, Jason’s death is what makes a story a story. Imaging not killing the seven (and not bringing them back to life, mind you) until the whole series ends. That’s illogical.

I know what everyone’s thinking:

How will Reyna react to it?

How will Percy react to it?

No no scratch that, how will the rest of the seven react to it since the only ones who knew were Piper and Leo.

How will Nico react to it?

How will THALIA MF GRACE REACT TO IT YALL

But sometimes I just sit, stare off to space and think of scenes I want to happen in the next two books. Idk, things like:

Reyna hearing that Jason is gone is the next saddest scene in the whole riordanverse next to Percabeth falling to Tartarus. She literally has a mental breakdown on the spot, or quickly makes an exit to hide it because Jason wasn’t only Reyna’s love interest. He was literally there for so long, WITH REYNA and it was REAL, unlike how Piper fell in love with Jason because of Hera’s stupid illusion back in TLH

(Jasper is my OTP yall. I’m accepting defeat here. Jeyna deserves happiness)

But that wouldn’t be possible because we have already seen the cover for Tyrant’s Tomb, starring...you guessed it, Reyna Ramirez-Arellano. She was powerful in the cover with her cape and all. She was illustrated as a strong young woman, the way we always see her.

Okay, I totally accept it but what if Piper was the one to pick Reyna back up I mean I can totally see that. Instead of being jealous of Reyna, Piper can be compassionate instead, understanding that Reyna and Jason’s relationship is something she can never surpass.

Like, maybe during a gathering they were all talking and Reyna lowkey goes. “How’s Jason doing?”

And Lester becomes nervous and sweaty af. “Uh...about that. He’s gone.”

And Reyna immediately storms off, not wanting to show these people her weak side, but Piper came out to get her.

“REYNA! COME BACK YOU—YOU COWARD!”

And Reyna stops dead in her tracks, turning around slowly. “What did you just say?”

“I CALLED YOU A GODDAMN COWARD!”

“HOW DARE YOU! YOURE ON PROBATION STARTING TODAY.”

“BITCH I DONT EVEN GO TO CAMP HERE!”

“SHUT UP!”

Reyna started walking away again but Piper wasn’t giving up.

“JASON WOULDNT WANT THIS!”

(Classic *holds in laugh*)

Reyna stops walking but didn’t turn.

“He would’ve wanted you to avenge his death, not for you to mourn over him.”

And after that little event with Piper, Reyna swore that she’ll do everything in her power to make sure that Jason didn’t die for nothing. She goes on the Tyrant’s Tomb quest with Lester and continues fighting till the end because Jeyna is so underrated like what is wrong with you, fandom?

Okay but I also constantly think about Piper dying too.

It’s stupid, considering that when Beckendorf died in TLO, Silena did too. But when I realized that both Piper and Silena are Aphrodite’s children, I kind of want to make a little HC where when Aphrodite children’s soulmates die, they’re going to follow not long after.

Silena didn’t die because she wanted to be reuinited with Beckendorf, she died for Clarisse, so in this HC, the Aphrodite child shouldn’t always die because they want to be reunited, they just die. In any way. For anyone. For anything. They just get the same fate not long after.

I don’t want Piper to die because she wanted to be united with Jason, I want her to die for Reyna.

(If this happens there’s definitely going to be a brand new ship in the fandom)

Sometimes I just imagine that the prophecy from the final book mentions that a daughter of Aphrodite (though this is kind of impossible as the series is about Apollo) is the key to end Python, like the old “forge and dove shall break the cage” or “a child of the eldest gods shall reach sixteen against all odds” like she has to do something important for them to win.

And then they also need a sacrifice like how Leo was in TBoO, and Reyna straight up volunteers because she knows others still have lives.

Percy and Annabeth are going to college together.

Piper still has a life and a father to take care of.

Frank and Hazel has a long way to go

Leo and Calypso has that future they want to reach

And Nico and Will literally just got together recently.

So when the prophecy revealed that Piper is this certain daughter of Aphrodite nd she had to choose her sacrifice and mention the sacrifice’s name, she thought back and realized that Reyna DOES have a life.

Bruh you think being praetor of Camp Jupiter ain’t life? Fuck off man.

So instead of saying Reyna’s name, she just says hers.

Boom, Piper McLean is unable to battle.

I call the white flag out, Jeyna shippers. Y’all win. Jasper is cute and all but maybe I’ll tolerate this time.

Or maybe we can scratch the whole thing and you can read again from the top, just change Reyna’s name to Thalia.

I just LOVE plot twists don’t you?

Shut up you sound like an evil author.

I don’t recall when these ideas came. Sometimes it just does, like everytime I’m in the shower or walking down the street or even purchasing something. IT JUST DOES OKAY?

Jason dying is a big deal to me. In my head, I even liked him better than I liked Percy. I shipped Jasper to pieces and didn’t tolerate anything else. It was my OTP. Even Percabeth came in second. I constantly think about Jason’s death too, so whoever still does, then I’m with you man.

Well, this has been long and pretty pointless. I’m just getting this out of my head. Thanks for whoever read this blog post.

Rivetra Week Day 1 : Lesson

My very first fanfic for my very first @rivetra-week ...I'm so nervous 😥😥

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Petra Ackerman sat anxiously on a parsons chair, waiting for someone to sit on the chair in front of her. That day was her first son Leo's first day at Elementary school, and she really didn't expect to be called to the teachers' room. Leo was always a well-behaved boy, maybe a little mischievous, blunt, more curios and critical than most of the boys in his age, but being a troublemaker in his very first day in the class? That didn't seem like the boy she raised.

The auburn haired mother grabbed her phone from inside her handbag, typing furiously to her husband, not even thinking about grammatical errors she made.

What kind o/ thing do u think your son into? He definitely got that whatever shitty idea from u.

And of course that man didn't respond right away. Petra was thinking about what kind of insults she can type to bait a respond from her husband, when a feminine voice interrupted her thoughts

"Mrs. Ackerman?"

Petra raised her head while putting her phone back to her handbag. She observed the lady in front of her. She was a raven haired mid aged woman, big brown eyes, her skin tan and she looks really nice.

"Yes?" the mother responded reluctantly, still wondering about what might her nice son did.

The nice lady smiled, pulling a chair and sat in front of her.

"I'm Grace Wide, Leo's homeroom teacher," she said, extending her hand to shake Petra's. Petra gave her a nice grip, forced a smile and responded, "Petra Ackerman, nice to meet you."

Mrs. Wide smiled again, before taking a deep breath and said, "You must be wondering what made us want to talk with you personally, right?"

Petra nodded, wishing with her deepest heart that's not something really bad.

"It's not too bad or anything, actually," the raven haired teacher gave a light chuckle, "it's just a bit...confusing"

Petra bit her lower lip. 'Just spit it out already, you're making me more nervous!'

"Leo is a really smart boy, he answered almost all the questions in the class. He also has amazing social skills, smiling to everyone he met. Really, I liked him from the first time I laid my eyes on him. But..." she paused, took another deep breath, then continued,

"At the lunch break, I left the class for a while. When I came back, the class was a mess! Leo was in the center of it, grabbing a crumbled sandwich. Although his surroundings are really dirty with sauces and other..things, the tables turned upside down, he stayed clean and impeccable. He didn't show any sign of being angry, or sad, or anything. He looks rather...bored? Another boy, James, which I know he's a bully in his pre-school from his mother, was on the floor with bruised hand and cheek."

The auburn haired mother scrunched her face, yeah, that sounds too much like his father.

"What he did after was even more surprising. He dropped the crumbled sandwich in front of James and said, 'You want this, eh? Eat it.' Then he went to the wash basin, wash his hands, and approached a scared boy in the corner, Mike, and tell him to eat lunch with him."

Another deep breath from both Petra and Mrs. Wide. Each waiting for the other to speak.

"So, " Petra tried to draw a conclusion, "I guess while you're gone, the James boy took Mike's sandwich, and then Leo tried to take it back, which cause a mess...In the end he exchange Mike's sandwich with his own lunch.." She exhaled, lowering her voice into barely a whisper. "That sounds like something he would do."

Mrs. Wide nodded solemnly. "I don't really blame Leo, though. That's such a noble thing to do, but I really hope you and your husband could direct him to avoid violence, since some parents are really against it. We're lucky James' mother doesn't bothered, she think her son deserve to be taught some lesson. But I'm afraid Leo's lack of emotional control and sudden outburst might cause him further trouble in the future."

Petra smiled bitterly, "Okay..."

"I think that's enough for now, Mrs. Ackerman. We don't wanna keep your sons waiting for too long, right? Who knows what kind of trouble they involve theirselves into?" The teacher stated those words in such an amiable manner, but for Petra that sounds like an accusation that her sons are a pair of trouble maker (like how their dad likes to call them). Maybe she's just being too high-strung.

Both women raised from their chairs, exchange smiles and 'once again its really nice to see you's then left the room. The petite mother quickly seeked for her boys, looking throughout the school corridor. It was easy to spot them, a bunch of black hair and a -smaller- bunch of ginger hair like hers.

The two boys, Leo and Liam, both have Levi's features ; eyes, nose, lips, cheekbone, jaw line. The former even inherited his father's hair color. Even so, people always acknowledge him as 'a nice combination of Levi and Petra', for he somehow got Petra's eye color and 'facial movements' ; the way he bring out his expressions, the pout when he's upset, the warm smile, the laugh (Levi was the one that pointed out the 'facial movement' part).

Meanwhile Liam has his mother's hair color, but other than that he was Levi's carbon copy. He also has the man's super-gorgeous-but-not-so-often smile. The 5 years old boy didn't speak as much as his older brother, his favorite words are just, "Why?" "How?" "WOW!" "Okay" and Petra's favorite, "I love you, mommy.." with that soft smile. That one got her heart every time.

The boys are playing some fights from whatever ninja cartoon show on the tv without any concern of their surroundings, running here and there while screaming 'hyaaaa's and 'ha! You missed!'s. They look genuinely enjoying theirselves Petra almost felt bad for interrupting them.

"It's time to go home, guys," she called.

They abruptly stopped their fight play, until Leo shouted, "Let's race to mommy!". Then they started running through the corridor as fast as their not so long legs can. Their mom grimaced seeing how they almost stumbled in the process. She felt how hard their bodies hit her leg and wondered how they do that every time they're playing a bit far from her and she told them to go home.

Liam tugged the hem of Petra's shirt, his language of asking her to bent down so he can give her cheek a quick peck. The mother smiled, happily accepted his kiss. She took their hands and started walking out of the school. They walked in silence for some minutes, before she felt the sway at her left hand weakened. Usually when they walked hand by hand anywhere, Leo would sway their intertwined hand, and walk with his typical style -fiery, taking the biggest step he can, sometimes combined with some jumps-. Petra looked down to her left, where her oldest son playing with his bag straps, with little pout in his lips. She tugged his arms that intertwined with hers.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

Leo looked up to his mom, his eyes full of doubt and sadness. “Am I a bad boy, mommy? My friends said if a parent go to that room the kid is bad.” Petra frowned, she never even imagine her Leo could sound that troubled.

She gave him her best smile, trying to sound as convincing as she can, “No, of course not! Even Mrs. Wide said you’re smart and nice!”

“Then why did mommy go there?”

“It’s called teacher room, Leo”

“I know it is. Why did you go there?” The boy sounded so demanding Petra feels like talking to Levi when he found her doing something he think she shouldn’t, like doing laundry when she’s pregnant or put a damn wet towel on the bed.

“It’s because you hit James, maybe you shou-“

“But he won’t shut up about how lame Mike’s sandwich, mom! He even snatched it from Mike’s lunchbox!” Now Leo replaced his sadness with anger. He even stopped walking and released his hand from his mother’s grip.

“Wow! You hit him?” And of course Liam chose that very moment to express his adoration of his older brother.

“Nah! Even Liam agree with me! Right, bro?”

“Yea!”

“Bad boys gotta learn some lesson right?”

“Yea!”

Petra huffed. Sometimes she underestimated how stubborn her sons were. Of course, combine hers and Levi’s stubbornness with Levi’s un-beatable way of talking.

“Alright, alright. You’re right. But when people do bad things doesn’t mean we have to do the same.”

“Well someone have to tell him that’s not right!”

The mother huffed once more. “Well, maybe….For now let’s just go home, okay? You must be tired.” She gave him a final pat on his head, then continue walking home.

Later at night, Levi smirked while listening to Petra’s speech about ‘why he has to teach their son some lesson’, ‘I don’t understand how you guys think’ and ‘you gotta quit putting shitty ideas in their heads’.

He stood from his chair, walked to his wife that was standing by the kitchen sink. She scrubbed the dishes with unnecessary force while keep nagging about things he didn’t give a fuck about. So instead he leaned on the countertop, observing her appearance. Her hair disheveled, tied in a messy ponytail. The light ginger strands sticking to various directions, some even stick to her forehead. He couldn’t help but wonder how someone look so messy and yet remarkably kissable at the same time? Her flushed cheeks, her small pink lips that keep talking and protruding cutely.

So he did the only thing in his head to stop her from talking.

He squeezed her cheeks with exasperation, efficiently switching her words into “hmmmmffftt!”

“Now quit your nagging, will you? You make me craving for that lips”

She blushed even more. “Lev-“

“Ssshhtt. Don’t. This is okay, right? The kids are not here, so I can dirty talk you however I want.”

The wife’s eyes widened instantly. She removed her husband’s grip from her cheeks to say, “Ah! They already in the bathroom for 2 hours! I gotta fetch them before-hmmffftt” another squeeze to her cheeks.

“Stop making excuses to run away from me.” Levi stared at her eyes menacingly, one hand keep squeezing her cheeks together, the other holding her nape close and joining their foreheads to add some scary effect.

Petra tried to shake her head -and failed miserably- and said “I don’t!”

Her husband huffed, “Tch. Fine. Let me fetch and teach them some lesson. Just…continue doing the dishes. And straighten your hair. It’s going everywhere.”

Fin.

Well, that's it! Please leave a review here if you don't mind :))

Things I loved about The Dark Prophecy: 

Once again, it starts with Apollo hating his humanity, something that I believe won’t change in some time, he was born a god, after all. Though I fervently believe that he is learning from his time as a mortal. 

Through the whole book, we are able to read some of his most selfish comments, which is to be expected, since he had always been portrayed as a selfish, self-centered god. However, we’re able to see his selfless and kind side, too. 

Example: 

From: 

“...It went against the very nature of being Apollo. I should always be the most obvious, brilliant source of light in the world. If you had to search for me, something was wrong.” 

And: “I tried to contain my bitterness. Soldiers and sailors were all very well, but if your city’s biggest monument is not Apollo, I’m sorry, you’re doing something wrong.” 

To: 

“You rescued me.” Then I added two words that never came easily to a god: “Thank you.” 

And: 

“When I was a god, I would’ve been delighted to leave the mortal heroes to fend for themselves. I would’ve made popcorn and watched the bloodbath from a distance on Mount Olympus, or simply caught the highlight reel later. But as Lester, I felt obligated to defend these people....I wanted to be here for them.” 

And: 

“Their eyes were so full of concern- concern for me- that I had to swallow back a lump in my throat. Six weeks we had been traveling together. Most of that time, I had fervently wished I could be anywhere else, with anyone else. But with the exception of my sister, had I ever shared so many experiences with anyone? I realized, gods help me, that I was going to miss these two.” 

These are some of the parts I loved the most about the book:

The Waystation. It’s nice to know of more demigod safe-spaces, more so when they’re under the loving care of Emmie and Josephine: 

“We’ve saved a lot of demigods and other outcasts- raised them at the Waystation, let them go to school and have a more or less normal childhood, then sent them out into the world as adults with the skills they needed to survive.” 

It’s different from both Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter, where, no matter how much they protect you and care for you, it could never be as normal and comforting as being raised in a “normal” loving environment. 

The relationship between Apollo and Calypso: They hate each other, that much is perfectly clear...

“Lo!” I said. “I arrived at Camp Half-Blood as Lester Papadopoulos!” 

“A pathetic mortal!” Calypso chorused. “Most worthless of teens!” 

“-...her evil stepfather had poisoned her mind!”

“Poison!” Calypso cried. “Like the breath of Lester Papadopoulos, most worthless of teens!” 

“Lo!” I shouted. “From the Oracle of Dodona we received a prophecy- a limerick most terrible!”  

“Terrible!” Calypso chorused. “Like the skills of Lester, most worthless of teens!” 

Though as the chapters progress, it appears that it’s more of a mutual disagreement than actual hatred.  Apollo realizes how unfair their punishment on her was, and starts to feel like his own treatment towards her is unfair: 

“Just yesterday, I had toyed with the idea of leaving Calypso behind to the blemmyae when she was wounded. I’d like to say that it wasn’t a serious thought, but it had been, however briefly. Now Calypso refused to leave Meg, whom she barely knew. It was almost enough to make me question whether I was a good person...” 

And, in the end, they become friends. They still have much path to cover and much to discuss, but I believe they’re on good terms now. 

Calypso and Leo: 

One of the many topics vastly discussed after Blood of Olympus was how short and forced their relationship seemed. However, in The Dark Prophecy, we caught a glimpse of the reality they’re living on: 

They’re trying to discover who they are together, as a couple and as friends. We see their multiple fights and their disagreements, and I believe it’s a very good thing! They’re exploring the possibilities of their relationship! 

We see Calypso missing her island, we see her missing her powers, but most than anything else, we can see that Calypso and Leo truly love one another, and that they’re trying. It feels real, their problems, which only makes it better. It was to be expected that they’d be fighting and having problems, since they hadn’t talked much back on her island before he was forced to leave. They’re testing the waters, as Calypso explained. 

They’re trying to build a good future for each other, they’re even going to enter school together. I like how their relationship improved, I like that Rick portrayed and fixed the mess that was their relationship by the end of BoO. 

I also loved that Leo keeps calling her mamacita, and that Leo’s full name is actually Leonidas. 

In general, everything about Emmie and Josephine was pure perfection. 

They were hunters of Artemis, hunters who fell in love with one another and decided to choose each other over immortality. Their love was beautifully portrayed, and the fact that they adopted a daughter was even more precious for me and for everyone in the LGBT community.

I like that, on a similar topic, we had more explanation about the Hunters of Artemis and their rules: 

“All romance is off-limits. My sister is quite unreasonable in that regard. The mission of the Hunters is to live without romantic distractions of any kind.”

It makes more sense that the Hunters only being prohibited the company of men, as was stated by the Titan’s Curse. I like that Rick fixed that, too. 

AND ARTEMIS BEING COMPASSIONATE AND LETTING THEM LEAVE HER GROUP WITHOUT PUNISHING THEM, GODS BLESS HER SOUL. 

Also, Zeus forbidding Artemis from interfering with Apollo makes me so angry, but I didn't expect anything less than that coming from him. It was good, though, that Artemis sent her Hunters to help Apollo discretely, just like when Apollo helped Percy and co. with rescuing Artemis and Annabeth. 

Apollo being thirsty as fuck: 

Apollo having the hots for Tall, Dark & Handsome Jamie. 

Apollo being a fluttering mess when talking to him, then feeling away as soon as he heard Jamie had a girlfriend. 

Apollo canonically having fantasies involving Thalia: “Thalia Grace climbed up behind me on the elephant- which fulfilled a daydream I’d once had about the pretty Hunter, though I hadn’t imagined it happening quite this way.” 

Apollo canonically doing all sort of stuff to get Britomartis’ attention. To get a “kiss” and a “cute date” from her. (We all know that he wanted more than just a date and a kiss, but alas, this is a “children’s book”) 

Apollo and Commodus: 

I’m aware that Commodus is evil, and I don’t like him as a character, but honestly, his relationship with Apollo killed me unlike any other relationship ever had. More specially, this: 

“Overhead, a white silk canopy billowed in the gentle breeze. Inn one corner, a musician sat discretely serenading us with his lyre. Under our feet spread the finest rugs from the eastern provinces. Between our two couches, a table was spread with an afternoon snack of roast boar, pheasant, salmon, and fruit spilling from gold solid cornucopia. 

I was amusing myself by throwing grapes at Commodus’ mouth. Of course, I never missed unless I wanted to, but it was fun to watch the fruit bounce off Commodus’ nose.

“You are terrible,” He teased me. 

And you are perfect, I thought, but merely smiled.”

And: 

“I didn’t mean to laugh at the expense of his distant wife, but part of me was pleased when he talked badly about her. I wanted all his attention for myself.” 

And, of course: 

“Commodus looked at me, panic in his eyes.

“Go,” I said, as calmly as I could, forcing down my misgivings. “You will always have my blessings. You will do fine.” 

But I already suspected what would happen: the young man I knew and loved was about to be consumed by the emperor he would become. 

He rose and kissed me one last time. Then he left the tent- walking, as Romans would say, into the mouth of the wolf. 

“Apollo,” Calypso nudged my arm.

“Don’t go!” I pleaded. Then my past life burned away. “ 

Never forget this hear-wrenching part: 

“As I often did for him after our workout sessions, I filled his great marble bath with streaming rose-scented water. I helped him out of his soiled tunic and eased him into the tub. For a moment, he relaxed and closed his eyes. 

I recalled how he looked sleeping besides me when we were teens. I remembered his easy laugh as we raced through the woods, and the way his face scrunched up adorably when I bounced grapes off his nose. 

I sponged away the spittle and blood from his beard. I gently washed his face. Then I closed my hands around his neck. “I’m sorry.”

I pushed his head underwater and began to squeeze. Commodus was strong. Even in his weakened state, he thrashed and fought. In had to channel my godly might to keep him submerged, and, in doing so, I must’ve revealed my true nature to him. 

He went still, his blue eyes wide with surprise and betrayal. He could not speak, but he mouthed the words: You. Blessed. Me. 

The accusation forced a sob from my throat. The day his father died, I had promised Commodus: You will always have my blessings, Now I was ending his reign. I was interfering in mortal affairs- not just to save lives, or to save Rome, but because I could not stand to see my beautiful Commodus die by anyone else’s hands. 

I hunched over him, crying, my hands around his throat, until the bathwater cooled. 

Britomartis was wrong. I didn’t fear water. I simply couldn’t look at the surface of any pool without imagining Commodus’ face, stung with betrayal, staring up at me.” 

Rick Riordan has a talent of portraying gods and their actions unlike anyone else. 

Apollo loved Commodus, he loved him deeply and wholeheartedly, but he couldn’t see anyone else killing his beloved Commodus. He killed him, for he could not stand the way the young man he loved had destroyed himself, turning into a murderous, evil emperor. 

For me, Apollo has always been a complex god. 

He said so himself in the first book, when he called his arrogance a pretense, when he mentioned he was a guilt-ridden, miserable god. He has never been good at love, for some reason, all of his lovers end tragically in one way or another, some by his own hand (Cassandra, Commodus, etc). It weighs him down more than he admitted when he was a god. As a mortal, he is more connected to his emotions, and is unable to put his usual facade of coolness and of arrogance. 

Everything he has done, every sin he has committed, weighs him down: 

“I imagined Trophonius’ head transposed on his body- my son’s agonized voice crying to the heavens, Take me instead! Save him, Father, please!

This blended with the face of Commodus, staring at me, wounded and betrayed as his carotid pulse hammered against my hands. You. Blessed. Me.

I sobbed and hugged the commode- the only thing that wasn’t spinning. Was there anyone I hadn’t betrayed and disappointed? Any relationship I hadn’t destroyed? 

And, since we’re talking about Apollo and his change, I’d like to mention his relationship with Meg. 

In the beginning, he could not stand her. Then by the end of the first book, he cared for her. Now, on this second book, the feeling grows and morphs into something so profound and so beautiful that I do not have words for it. 

“No! She was- she was trying to protect me.” I choked on the words. “She is my friend. Take me instead!”

And also:

“She is precious to you,” Said the Oracle. “Would you give your life in exchange for hers?”

I had trouble processing that question. Give up my life? At any point in my four thousand years of existence, my answer would’ve been an emphatic No! Are you crazy? One should never give up on one’s life. One’s life is important! The whole point of my quests in the mortal world, finding and securing all these ancient Oracles, was to regain immorality so I wouldn’t have to ponder such awful questions! 

And yet... I thought of Emmie and Josephine renouncing immortality for each other. I thought of Calypso giving up her home, her powers, and eternal life for a chance to roam the world, experience love, and possibly enjoy the wonders of high school in Indiana. 

“Yes,” I found myself saying. “Yes, I would die for Meg McCaffrey.”  

And lastly but not least important:

When Apollo shared Meg’s curse, slipping into her mind and trying to save her: “I would share this burden with her, even if it kills me.” 

What saved us what a simultaneous thought: Meg/Apollo needs me. 

There we had Apollo, someone that, supposedly, only cared about himself, risking his life, his human life, to save his little but beloved friend from madness and darkness. 

It’s a beautiful moment, more so for those of us that adore Apollo since before the PJO books. It’s a beautiful character development from the fuckboy we saw in Titan’s Curse; it’s a beautiful character development from the god that we met in the first TOA book, the god that could only feel annoyance towards Meg.

“Let the girl go,” I whimpered through the pain. “Kill me and let her go.” 

I surprised myself. These were not the last words I had planned. In the event of my death, I’d been hoping to have time to compose a ballad of my glorious deeds- a very long ballad. Yet here I was, at the end of my life, pleading not for myself, but for Meg McCaffrey.” 

The mention of other gods through the book: 

Apparently, gods have a weekly game night in Mount Olympus where Athena loves to gloat about her Scrabble scores. 

AND THIS SAVAGE LINES: (AKA: my cute, dorky ex-god being dorky as fuck)

“Ever since my famous battle with Python, I’ve had a phobia of scaly reptilian creatures. (Especially if you include my stepmother, Hera. BOOM!)

“I’ve always found spiders fascinating creatures, despite what Athena thinks. If you ask me, she’s just jealous of their beautiful faces. BOOM!” 

This important, yet short part: 

Leto knelt at Zeus’ side, her hands clasped in prayer. Her bronze arms glowed against her white sundress. Her long golden hair zigzagged down her back in an elaborate ladder weave. 

“Please, my lord!” She implored. “He is your son. He has learned his lesson!”

“Not yet,” Zeus rumbled. “His real test is yet to come.” 

I laughed and waved. “Hi, mom! Hi, dad!” 

There we have a glimpse of Leto being concerned over Apollo’s fate and we see that she cares. Zeus is, as always, being shady as fuck, and Apollo is super cute while hallucinating and being under the effect of the waters of Mnemosyne and Lethe. 

Apollo realizes how hard some demigods have it: 

From: 

“I’m new to these heroic-quest business. Shouldn’t there be a reward at the end? Not just more deadly quests?”

“Nope,” Leo said. “This is pretty standard.” 

My sweet, innocent Lester seems to forget that when he was Apollo, as a god, he never cared much for the quests he made demigods go through. 

“I wondered if demigods ever felt the need to restrain themselves when facing ungrateful gods like this. No. Surely not. I was special and different. And I deserved better treatment.” 

Had Percy Jackson been there, he would’ve written a gigantic thesis statement with a power-point presentation about how wrong Apollo was. 

Also, this part: 

“I knelt next to him- a boy of about sixteen, my mortal age. I felt no pulse. I didn’t know whose side he had fought on, but that didn’t matter. Either way, his death had gone to waste. I had begun to think that perhaps demigod lives were not as disposable as we gods liked to believe.” 

Finally, at the moment of war, Apollo realizes how easy it is for a mortal to die. And most times, demigods die because of the gods. 

The part where they find out Georgina might be Apollo’s daughter: 

The whole scene, though the most painful part was when Emmie asked if it was payback for having renounced to his gift of immortality: 

“I hadn’t known I could feel any worse, until I did. I really hate that about the mortal heart. It seems to have an infinite capacity of getting heavier. 

“Dear Emmie,” I said. “I would never. Even on my worse days, when I’m destroying nations with plague arrows or putting together set lists for Kidz Bop compilations, I would never take revenge in such a way...” 

That shows that he was a good god, even if he murdered and punished people, he had some kind of morality. He knew where his boundaries went: like when he mentioned that he flirted with the Hunters, but that he would never dare to go any further than that. 

Had it been Zeus, he would’ve raped them already; and canonically, on mythology, I’ve never read about any case of Apollo raping anyone. 

Also, I really liked that Rick added certain parts that showed that our actions, as mortals, are what define us and that, once we take one wrong decision, we cannot pray for better things when it is us that fuck things up. 

I’ve heard so many people complain that their prayers were never answered, that their God never helped them. They don’t seem to realize that God cannot help us if we don’t help ourselves first. 

It’s shown here: 

“Don’t blame me for you robbing the king’s treasury!” I snarled. “You are here because you messed up.” 

“I prayed to you!” 

“Well, perhaps you didn’t pray for the right thing at the right time!” I yelled. “Pray for wisdom before you do something stupid! Don’t pray for me to bail you out after you follow your worst instincts!” 

Apollo’s son, Trophonius, made wrong choices all his life, and when it came back to him, he wanted his father to miraculously save him. It doesn’t work like that, God/gods cannot help if we try to make them fix our whole lives. 

The way they temporarily defeated Commodus. (I found extremely pretty the way Apollo’s real form was revealed) (Finally we had an explanation as to why gods’ real forms are deadly to mortals: they’re pure light.)

The second chance Apollo gave Lityerses. “Everything alive deserves a chance to grow.

Lityerses sobbing when Emmie said he could be part of their family. 

All the “lit” jokes. And the commode ones too. 

“The two bumped fists as if they hadn’t spent the last few days talking about how much they wanted to kill each other. They would’ve made fine Olympian gods.” 

Little Georgina’s words to Apollo. How he told her he was there for her if she wanted to talk. How he was concerned about her, even if he was not sure if she was his daughter. 

“You’ve built something good here, Hemithea.” I said. “Commodus could not destroy it. You’ll restore what you’ve lost. I envy you.” 

Everywhere he goes, Apollo seems to crave home. Not Olympus. Home, as in: a place where he’d feel loved and safe. In the 1st book, he wanted to stay in Camp with his children, now there, he admits that he craved the lovely home, the safe environment that they created at the Waystation. 

“It all felt so homey and cozy, I wanted to volunteer to wash dishes if it meant getting to stay another day.” 

Apollo trying to fix what he did to Agamethus by offering to go to the Underworld once he became a god again, to ask Hades to send him to Elysium. 

“Never underestimate the healing power of music.” 

Lit staying in the Waystation. 

Apollo mentioning that he believed in second chances, and that he could understand Lit since they had things in common- being attractive being one of those things. 

Apollo’s talking arrow only speaking bad Shakespearean English. 

“Being productive. Urgh.” Same, Apollo, same. 

The whole choo-choo scene, I don’t now why but I really really loved that part. 

The fact that WE MIGHT GET TO SEE REYNA, FRANK AND HAZEL ON THE NEXT BOOK.

GROVER UNDERWOOD IS FINALLY BACK. MY SON, MY BABY, MY FAVORITE ENCHILADA LOVER SATYR. HE WILL BE BACK. 

I must’ve missed many points, but this was already very long. In general, I really loved The Dark Prophecy, and I recommend everyone to read it as soon as they can! It is honestly so, so good. As good as the first one, I cannot wait for The Burning Maze! 

Donatello V. S. Raphael (Part 5)

Rating: Pg-13

Authors note: I cried, I cried so much while I wrote this. Sorry it’s so long but I didn’t want to make this series any longer than it had to be. (P.S. This is part 5 of ten lol)

Summary: A special event takes place, but special for who?

Donatello threw the last suitcase into the back of the old Volkswagen van.

“It’s ready!” Donnie announced as Raphael climbed into the back of the van. [Y/N] walked up next to Donnie and he threw his arm around her shoulders. “Are you sure you don’t want to ride up front with me?” He smiled.

“I’m probably going to take a nap on the way up babe.” She said, planting a small kiss on his lips. They were headed to Aprils farmhouse for the weekend.

“Suit yourself.” He smirked as she climbed into the back with Raphael and smacked her butt. “Hey!” She turned around but Donnie was already gone. [Y/N] rolled her eyes. “I hate it when you guys do that.” She mumbled to Raph, sitting across from him.

“I hate it when he does that too.” Raphael growled.

“That’s not what I-” Mikey jumped into the van, cutting her off.

“Hey guys! Looks like we’re van buddies.” Mikey beamed and Raph and [Y/N] looked at each other. Raphael had wanted at least a small taste of her complete attention but with Mikey in the back, that probably wasn’t going to happen. All 3 of them sat on the ugly brown carpeting as Leo and Donnie boarded the front. April walked up behind the van,

“Alright splinter is in our car,” She pointed towards her car, where Casey sat in the front. “we’re ready to go!” She waved to everyone before closing the back doors. Donatello started up the van and took off. [Y/N] wiggled towards the front, leaning over the drivers seat to talk to Donnie and Leo. Her ass dangled in the air andRaphael leaned back to watch [Y/N’s] ass shake with the curves and bumps of the road. He allowed a smirk to spread wide across his face. [Y/N] continued talking to Donatello and Leo, unaware of Raphaels invading eye. He fantasized for a second, imagining those plush thighs wrapped firmly around his face, suffocating him with the addicting aroma that emitted from her pussy when she wanted him. He chuckled a little, a dopey grin had taken over the sultry smirk before he shook himself out of his trance as she sat back down. Michelangelo looked at Raph with a surprised look before changing the subject.

“Woot!” Mikey yelled. “Who’s ready to chill all weekend?” He hollered, opening a bag of chips. Raphael’s eyes gleamed in adoration of [Y/N], it was the weekend right? They could let loose a little.

“I betcha [Y/N] is.” He smirked at her. Her cheeks reddened with a tingling fire that as soon as she heard his tone of voice. She knew that tone of voice and she snapped her eyes in his direction.

“I guess I am.” She wiggled her eyebrows back at him, shrugging her shoulders casually. They kept eye contact, as if they were telepathically fucking each other. Mikey stared at them as half a chip dangled out of his mouth. The air around them was almost electric, making him extremely uncomfortable. He coughed, but their eyes didn’t move and he coughed louder, finally breaking their eye contact.

“What Mikey?” Raphael snapped through clenched teeth. He smiled meekly,

“Nothing, nevermind.” Donatello watched through the rear view mirror with a furrowed brow bone. He felt like Raphael and [Y/N] were getting too comfy with each other. Raphael had had feelings for her in the past, but that was almost two years ago. What was the probability that he still liked her? Donnie looked over at Leo and back into the rear view mirror as [Y/N] slapped Raphaels thigh.

“Leo,” Donnie said in a lowered voice. “Do you think that Raph still…” He paused as Leonardo looked at him questioningly. “still has feelings for [Y/N]?” Leo’s eyes widened in surprise. Michelangelo used to talk a lot about how [Y/N] and Raphael were in love with each other, but that was just Mikey being Mikey, wasn’t it? And Mikey didn’t say stuff like that anymore. They were practically family, related to each other through Donatello.

“No.” He replied simply, looking into the back as Raph and [Y/N] burst into laughter. “What makes you say that?”

“They just sort of… seem like they’re flirting.” Leo looked again as if he had missed something the first time.

“No.” He said again. “It’s the weekend, we’re going away, everyone’s just… loose.” Leo tried to explain. Donnie subtly shook his head,

“Yeah, you’re right.” He breathed a sigh of relief and focused on the road ahead.

Splinter sat in the living room of April’s farmhouse, drinking tea as his family bustled around him with liveliness. He watched everyone laughing and eating and knew at this moment they were all happy, and that pleased him. Donatello also looked around, appreciating the wholeness of the moment and decided it was time. He stood up, tapping a drumstick against his wristband to get everyone’s attention. 

“Excuse me everyone.” He cleared his throat as everyone quieted down around him. He took a deep breath, he had been preparing for this since the day he had asked her out. He fidgeted a little before talking again. "I know everyone sort of doesn’t really know why we’re up here.” He looked up at April, who was the only one who actually knew. It was the only way to get her to give up the house for a weekend. "But I arranged everything because I wanted everyone to have fun and be together.” This time he offered his hand to [Y/N] and she looked around excitedly to see if anyone’s faces hinted anything. "Especially us.” Donnie continued. As soon as she was standing he dropped to one knee. [Y/N] gasped.

“Donnie wai-” She began, but he cut her off. 

“Just listen,” he said. “the first time we ever met you asked me What did an ordinary human like you do to deserve such an extraordinary life, do you remember what I said?” His eyes were round with expectation as tears welled in hers.

“Um, you said that you weren’t sure.” She sniffled. 

“Well now I know that you are kind, and stubborn, and loyal and I know that I want to make a life with you and that you deserve more then just extraordinary, but I want to do that for you. Give you what you deserve, [Y/N]” he stopped to pull a small box from his pocket. “Will you marry me?” The air seemed to be sucked from the room and everything froze. She burst into tears of joy, breaking the spell.

“Yes Donatello, yes!” He stood up and swung her around as the room burst into cheers. [Y/N] beamed as Donatello put her down and slipped the ring on her finger. She looked around the room, and her dreams shattered as she saw the look of devastation on Raphael’s face. She looked at Mikey then back at Raph, and they all made eye contact for a brief moment before April came swooping [Y/N] into her arms. Everyone swarmed her and Raphael slipped out quietly and  she felt lost in the crowd of people. 

[Y/N] walked out the back door, a sweater hung loosely around her body. It was late and a million stars adorned the sky, sparkling like diamonds. She looked into the sky, hopeful for the future and all it would bring. A part of her was so excited to start a new life with her future husband but another part of her felt like it had died. She could feel tears welling in her eyes at the thought of leaving Raph behind permanently. Her big old red teddy bear. Raphael walked along the makeshift path of hay that led from the barn to the house. A scarf was snug around his neck, protecting him from the cold. [Y/N] stood on the back porch and Raphael froze as soon as he saw her. He knew this would be the last time they would ever see each other like this, and it hurt more then anything that he could’ve ever imagined. He watched that glorious silky hair wave behind her in the cold breeze and he could feel a lump forming in his throat. He was happy for his brother but he only wished that he could be happy for himself too. Raphael shoved every feeling he could deep inside, where no one would ever have to deal with them except himself. He took a deep breath and placed one foot in front of the other, forcing himself towards the inevitable. He walked a long lonely path, ever intertwining with the experiences of others but only vacationing in people’s lives, never really able to grasp anything for himself. His head hung low and towards the ground, as if the earth were aching for his body to be buried within. Raphael had never thought about suicide and even now he knew it was an irrational choice, but the idea echoed inside his head. [Y/N] grounded her eyes when she heard Raphael walking towards the house, she could tell by the way his shoulders slumped forward that he was just as heartbroken as she was. He ripped his eyes from his feet and looked up at her when he neared the backyard fence. His auburn eyes burned fiercer then the entire night sky. Their eyes met and the wind blew through the indents in her bones where he belonged. [Y/N] felt her feet moving away from the porch and towards him at full speed. Raphael couldn’t help but smile as she jumped into his arms. They held each other closely, memorizing every part of this moment that they possibly could. She could feel his body swell around her as he took a deep breath and put her down.

"Hi.” She said, simply.

“Hi.” He said back. The wind blew a sharp divide between them.

“Do you… wanna take a walk?”

“Sure.” The usual sarcasm and anger that coated his voice was gone and only numbness remained. They walked away from the house and the barn, unable to talk until they were sure that they were alone. Michelangelo sat on the roof outside his bedroom window with a bag of popcorn, watching the scenario unfold. Mikey had watched this happen for two years. Two years of Raphael and [Y/N] sneaking around right underneath everyone’s nose. At first he had felt uncomfortable about keeping their relationship a secret but he had came to realize how much his brothers loved [Y/N], and that she loved both of them just as much. It was a difficult situation for everyone involved. So all Mikey could do was watch this star burn out. Mikey had admitted to Raphael that he knew a few months into Donnie and [Y/N’s] relationship. Raphael had threatened to kick Mikey’s shell if he ever said a word but after that, they were always talking. Raphael would crash through Mikey’s doors like a tsunami of rage, flooding the room with his fury of words.

“She should be with me, Mikey. ME! Not that bean pole.”

“If he’s such a bean pole then tell him.” Michelangelo would say. Raphael would just grunt in response. One night he got so drunk he admitted that Donatello was a good guy and that he believed Donnie could provide a better future for [Y/N] then he ever could. When Donatello had proposed, they were all shocked but they had all met eyes at that moment, one after the other, coming to the realization of what that meant for them. Mikey was glad it wasn’t him in their shoes. Raphael and [Y/N] stood next to each other as strangers with hands shoved into their pockets until they reached a tree in the wide green clearing. [Y/N] plopped down underneath the tree, shivering in a cold ball. Raphael’s first instinct was to take her underneath his arm and warm her body, but that was no longer his responsibility and there was no warmth in his body left to share anyways. Raph sat next to her instead, waiting in silence for her to start the conversation but soft sobs came from her mouth instead.

“I love you Raph, I love you so much.” She choked on the words coming out of her mouth and Raphael felt the lump in his throat push upwards into his eyes and tears began forming. “We can’t do this to Donnie anymore.” She wiped her nose with her sweater. “But I wish somehow we could stay together,” she buried her head into her hands, realizing that she wasn’t making any sense at all. Raphael said nothing, failing to make his tears disappear at will. They both sat in the black of the night, mourning the death of their love.

“I love you too.” Raph said quietly. His body slumped forward as if it were admitting defeat. “Donnie’s a good guy,” he cleared his throat in an effort to hide his sobs. “He’ll make you happy.” [Y/N] threw her head against the tree,

“You make me happy.” She whispered, turning to him suddenly. Raphael finally looked into her face, her eyes were swollen from crying, both from joy and sadness. “Listen to me,” she said, aggressively pulling his harness towards her. “There wasn’t a moment when we were together that you didn’t make me happy. I mean I know we had to sneak around, but I wanted to because I knew you were worth it.” A small tear slipped down his cheek and into the fabric of his scarf. He slowly nodded his head and she threw her arms around his neck. “And it’s not like we’ll never see each other again,” she cried, unable to compose herself. Even for Raphael’s benefit. “I’ll see you all the time.” Her sobs grew in noise, making her shake. All she could think of was losing him.

“Hey, hey.” He hugged her back. “It’ll be ok, we’ll be ok.” He hated seeing her like this. “You’re going to be happy, it’ll be great babe.” He cringed at the word babe, kicking himself for letting it slip. She pulled away from him,

“What about you Raph!?” She almost yelled through her tears. “Are you going to be happy?” Raphael looked away, betraying the words the were about to come out of his mouth.

“Ya, eventually.” He chewed on the inside of his cheek, and [Y/N] knew he was lying. Nothing she could say would make this better, she felt so helpless. She let go of his shoulder straps and gave up.

“I just want you to know that… that I love you and I always will.” Raphael wanted to ask her to stay, to be with him, whatever the cost. Instead, he thought of Donatello and the sparkle in his eye when he knelt onto one knee and asked [Y/N] to be his wife.

“I love you too babe.” He stood up and took her hand in his, pulling her towards him. He put his hands around her waist as she stood up to meet him. He had always thought his hands fit so snug in that dip in her torso, he was sure that’s where they were meant to be. Maybe that’s the way he had always thought about it. That they were meant to be and it would workout somehow, but now here they stood, at the end of their relationship. He wiped her tears away with one large thumb, holding her against him with his free hand and she kissed him for the last time. It was heavy with the weight of goodbye and seemed to end all too soon.

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You all really seemed to want Victor to get his hands on Luke and murder him, so I figured it wouldn’t hurt to give you some craic.

Summary:

Luke turns around slowly, still protecting his front with his gym bag, “Please, please, I just want to skate -”

“Oh, for Merlin’s sake,” the murderer sighs, and the lights flick on by themselves. Luke blinks, startled.

The murderer… looks like a fourteen year old little Luke clone.

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Extra under the cut:

Okay, so Luke considers himself a pretty chill guy. He doesn’t really get mad very often, he helps his friends out whenever he can, and he’s got a high tolerance for weird shit, a fact that has historically turned out for the worse as he’s forced to proofread his friend George’s Draco x Harry fanfiction because no one else will do it.

But there’s limits to his chillness, alright? Everyone has limits. And when Luke walks into his bedroom after a long afternoon at gymnastics, his joints aching, to find someone sitting on his bed in the darkness, he screams like some teenage girl in a horror movie, jumping three meters back and holding up his gym bag to protect himself.

“Oh my god!” he whimpers, quivering. The ‘someone’ in question isn’t that visible, indistinguishable in the dark room, only the faint edges of a person’s figure. “Please don’t kill me. I’m really young and I could have a future so like. Maybe kill some politician instead?”

Oh god, he’s home alone. His parents are away and his stupid brother will be out all night, so there’s literally no one to save him from this. He’s going to die murdered in his own bedroom.

Frantic, he turns back and moves to open the door, whining, only to find it locked. His eyes widen. Luke just came in a few seconds ago, what the fuck -?

“Luke Matthews,” his murderer says, a male voice. It’s unbelievably steady, given he’s probably a serial killer. Luke wonders if he’s got a super creepy monologue already planned. This is the worst night of his life. “We finally meet.”

Luke turns around slowly, still protecting his front with his gym bag, “Please, please, I just want to skate -”

“Oh, for Merlin’s sake,” the murderer sighs, and the lights flick on by themselves. Luke blinks, startled.

The murderer… looks like a fourteen year old little Luke clone.

His voice trembles, “Are you my son? From the future?” He suddenly realizes, “Oh god, did we already kill the planet? Are you here to save us?”

Little Luke shoots him the most disdainful glare that Luke’s ever received from someone his age, crossing his arms over his chest and whipping his long hair back. It’s a bit unfair that he’s prettier than Luke, but well. Life is unfair. “You are clearly not very bright, I don’t see what Yuuri even sees in you.”

Wait.

Wait.

...Yuuri?

As in, japanese Yuuri Katsuki, the sweetest kid on Earth? Yuuri Katsuki, who once baked him cookies that were skate-shaped for his birthday? Yuuri Katsuki, who jumps over milestones in figure skating like they’re nothing? That Yuuri?

He frowns, too disorientated, “I’m lost.”

The Luke clone flicks his tongue in disapproval, “I’m Yuuri’s friend. I’m not giving you my name. Men like you can’t be trusted.”

Luke blinks. Men like me?

“Um,” he bites his lower lip, clutching his gym bag close. “Can I just ask why you’re in my room, Yuuri’s friend? I’m not really getting this.”

The teenager hesitates, his gaze falling to his feet. All of a sudden, he looks unsure, his cheeks slightly flushed, and coughs slightly. “You, er, you made Yuuri sad.” His voice sharpens. “And you didn’t even apologize for it!”

Luke’s slightly worried that Yuuri might be in the mafia.

He’s about to maybe call the police so as to get this overprotective child to his parents, when it hits him, realization slamming into him. This can’t be Phichit, Yuuri has always talked about him being glued to his phone and existing in a permanent state of joy and snarkiness. Can’t be Leo, either, Yuuri said the kid was sweeter than candy floss.

Ergo, this must be…

“You’re Yuri!” he declares triumphantly, oddly proud of himself. “Very angry but very sweet, blond and cute.”

Yuri stares at him with the most deadpan expression he’s ever seen, “Are you kidding me? I’m Yuri? Yuri Plisetsky? Luke, if Yuratcha knew that you made Yuuri upset your skin would be hanging on his wall.”

Luke gulps, “Good to know.”

But if it isn’t Yuri, then there’s only one more friend Yuuri talked about while they were training together.

“I love the bracelet, dude,” Luke comments, bumping their shoulders together. “Super cool. Where did you get it?”

“Oh, I didn’t buy it,” Yuuri admits, looking at him from between his eyelashes. His cheeks must be red from the cold, poor thing. “My friend Victor made it for me.”

His voice goes a little breathless and light when he says it, pausing especifically on Victor’s name, and Luke smirks. “Good friend, huh?”

“He really is!” Yuuri gushes, his glide turning into a messy waddle on the ice as he swivels around to talk to him, vying for his attention. “Victor’s great, really. Did you know he was the one who got me into figure skating?”

“Well, he’s done a good job for all skating fans out there,” Luke tells him, smiling.

Yuuri squeaks, “I wouldn’t go that far… but Victor is really sweet. He’s always really considerate, and feels super bad whenever he messes up. I actually can’t wait to see him,” he confesses, fidgeting. “I hope he isn’t too busy practicing that he won’t want to come.”

His head snaps up to look at Luke, “N-not that I would blame him! I mean, I’m not as important as his career, obviously, he has to focus on that.”

Luke tries not to grin too broadly. Oh man, kids crushing is the cutest thing ever. “I don’t think that will be a problem, Yuuri, okay?” He ruffles his hair, trying to imagine what Victor is like.

“Holy shit,” Luke breathes, and then slaps a hand over his mouth, because there’s a kid listening. “You’re Victor.”

Victor gives him a look that says he would have a more intelligent conversation with a dead slug, rolling his eyes. “Smart.”

“But,” Luke flounders, confused. His gym bag drops to the floor, forgotten. “Yuuri always said you were so sweet.”

That makes Victor’s head snap up, the colour in his cheeks brightening. “... Yuuri said that?”

Oh.

Oh.

So that’s what this is about.

“Oh yeah,” Luke carries on, smirking. He can’t believe he actually felt threatened by this kid a few minutes ago, despite the fact that he actually broke into his house. He’s gonna have to take a look at his locks. “Yuuri just loves talking about you.”

Victor’s blush deepens, and he stares at his feet, the corners of his lips twisting upwards. “H-he does?” The boy bites his nails, pulling at his hair slightly. “It’s just - it’s really hard to see what he thinks, sometimes, he’s so nice to everyone.”

Obviously this kid has never seen Yuuri after Celestino screams at him for ten minutes, glowering and hissing at anyone who comes close, or ranting about why he just hates this one guy at school. Luke and the other people at the rink have become acquainted with Yuuri muttering under his breath and cursing his sister daily, which was, for some time, Luke’s only source of info on Mari.

Luke smiles, kind of liking this kid. He can see why Yuuri’s so gone on him, even if the little fluff is terribly oblivious. But really, how can someone just not realize a person this obvious has a crush on them? Some people just don’t get it.

“Well, I can safely tell you he talks about you the most,” he says, moving to sit on his bed and patting the space next to him with a smile. As if on autopilot, Victor shuffles until he sits down, swinging his legs. It’s a lie, of course, Yuuri talks about Phichit the most, but what Victor doesn’t know won’t hurt him. “And that you have nothing to worry about.”

“You think so?” Victor munches on his lower lip, eyes wide and worried. He puts a lock of hair behind his ear, letting out a stressed sigh. “He just - it’s really hard to be around him, sometimes. I don’t know if - if I’m being too obvious or I’m being too subtle, and he just sends me this letter talking about some guy -”

Ouch. That’s gotta hurt. Luke can kind of see why Victor would feel torn, although he wonders why he’s speaking to Luke, instead of the actual guy Yuuri is apparently crushing on. Kids these days are weird, he guesses.

He puts his arm around Victor, checking to see if the kid’s comfortable with that, and pushes him closer when he seems to lean in closer, mumbling. “It’ll all be fine, okay? I’m pretty sure that other guy isn’t as devoted as you to go stalk your crush’s random acquaintance at his ice rink.”

Victor stares at him, for a few seconds, as if he’s incredibly dense, and says, “Yeah, I’m starting to get that.”

Snorting, Luke ruffles his hair a little. He’s got a thing for ruffling kids’ hair, it’s the cutest thing in the world to see them trying to keep him from messing it up. Victor whines, hands moving up to fix it, and sighs a little, sounding tired. He bumps their shoulders together. “Just tell him how you feel, alright? I’m willing to bet that would end up being a good idea.”

Victor whimpers, burying his face in Luke’s shoulder, muttering, voice muffled, “No, that’s scary.” He looks up at him, blue eyes wide and frightened. “What if he doesn’t want to be friends anymore?”

Luke pats his head reassuringly, “C’mon, this is Yuuri we’re talking about. He might be pretty intense at times, but he’s a sucker for affection. Even if he doesn’t reciprocate,” which he totally fucking does, Luke adds internally, “nothing bad will happen.”

“I guess,” Victor says, not sounding too convinced.

“Okay,” Luke stands up, putting out his hand for Victor to grab it, “Let’s go get some hot chocolate and phone your parents.”

Victor eyes his hand suspiciously. “What if there’s only the hot chocolate?”

“No hot chocolate without responsibility, I’m afraid,” Luke admits.

The teenager sighs as if this the most tiring conversation he’s ever had, but grabs his hand, smiling slightly.

…

The next morning, Luke wakes up to 4 notifications that he’s been unfollowed on Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram and unfriended on Facebook by Phichit Chulanont. Apparently, he’s also been tagged in some dark reddit post in which a Russian kid is flipping him off. Minami Kenjirou, whoever that is, is on a rant on Twitter on how much he hates him.

“Huh,” Luke mutters, not quite understanding what he did wrong. They probably just got the wrong account looking for someone with the same name or something. He’s got other things to do. Heartbeat speeding up, he grabs for his phone and dials.

“Hello, Mari here?”

“Yeah,” Luke swallows hard. “This is Luke. You know, from the ice rink? I was wondering…”

fin

Ayesha Liveblogs Fairy Tail S7 Part 1

Seems like they’re really amping up the romantic tension this season 

And also the drama?? Cat murder seems unnecessary

“Why did the Gawkers tag along?” I love the Gawkers they are my babies

“I took the liberty of eavesdropping” Arcadios is not really very good at introductions

Admitting to kidnapping and stealing will not endear you to people

They can’t really be surprised that there’s no actual justice system in a monarchy

Time travel seems like a terrible idea for more reasons than I can list

I love Gray’s finals outfit of course he has to wear a sleeveless shirt and arm sleeves

“U mad bro?” They’re using memes as dialogue lmao

Guild master wisdom:

Makarov: What’s Gray’s strategy

Mavis: All balls no brains

“You shouldn’t be able to move right now” “Don’t tell me what to do” I love Gray Fullbuster in immeasurable amounts

Fucking hell he stole Rufus’s feathered hat what a man

“Trying to be sexy for that long really takes it out of you” if this show has proved anything it’s that the best way to be sexy is by accident

“Can’t say I’m a fan of this sitting on the sidelines garbage” Lucy <3

“You’re the least beautiful thing here” I think Pinocchio the Garbage Knight wins that title

I love that when Natsu and Gray are attacked by each other’s elements they’re like ‘bitch pls my boi has been on this magic since day 1′

Lucy, without any weapons or ability to use her magic: Let’s punch him

“I’m so grown up I’m actually an apparition” same Mavis same

“Why do you run from me?” he asked, while swinging two scythes violently in succession 

Shout-out to when Gray and Loke defeated Wendy using sour fruit although it was much cuter between guildmates 

I aspire to be as committed to my terrible decisions as Arcadios imagine literally wading through hot lava to make a mistake 

LION BOYFRIEND TO THE RESCUE

“Reflect upon your sins and despair” Calm down Sir Guyliner

Yukino must think Lucy has a polyamorous relationship with all her spirits considering how often they hit on her

“Y’all must think I was born on the boat yesterday” The mixed idioms are kind of great

Stop touching Wendy’s mouth you creep

Fairy Tail guild members all talk about their super secret treasonous rescue mission in the middle of a public corridor 

“She underwent unimaginable pain at the hands of Jellal, so why does she protect him?” [Happy voice] Because they’re in loooove

I’m not sure what I hate more Minerva’s tactics or her eyebrows

I called that it would be Lucy since Jellal’s confrontation with her but I’m curious as to where Jellal has gone

“Not to brag, but we even got ourselves a spare” Natsu pls

“I’m a lightning god slayer” “That’s gonna make it embarrassing when you lose to a fairy” Adsdtjkhfgfkhg when Laxus reps Fairy Tail I weep

You’d think if Jellal of all people can manage to forgive Ultear she’d be a little more at peace but I guess they’re just the Guilt Squad

I hope Erza kills Minerva in the most painful way possible she is literally the Worst 

“You really need to get it together, Future Me” same Lucy same

I guess if you’re already committing treason you might as well go for broke

 “Gray and Lyon are both quite handsome fellows, I suppose,” Amazing even Yajima thinks he’s pretty

Laxus’s dialogue this entire arc has been amazing

Unbelievable Fairy Tail won the games through a staring contest

This is incredibly traumatizing for Lucy she literally watched herself die in her own arms

Why would you trust the word of a man whose character design is so clearly evil

In a plot twist that everyone saw coming, opening the portal to the past where dragons ruled was a bad idea

Seven Dragons, seven dragon slayers, I get it 

“He did make an extremely convincing argument,” he said, having had no screen-time during said convincing argument at all

Gray is finally gonna sit Juvia’s ass down and tell her he doesn’t want to date

“The world is as good as dead” Hisue is me every time I am faced with any challenge

JENNY TRIED TO SEDUCE A DRAGON

“A bit of advice: avoid the mouth end” I can’t believe Lahar and Doranbolt are flirting ghsdkjghkjghfhfh

“You won’t like the princess, because she’s really a man” ARCADIOS PLS

How can Natsu call Lucy “Fairy Tail’s resident flasher” when Gray exists

ERZA’S GARBAGE BOYFRIEND TO RESCUE YES BABY

“People and People, Dragons and Dragons, People and Dragons” is this an episode title or a Panic at the Disco album

Lmao @ Natsu’s dragon uncle this is not what I was expecting

How Not to Redemption Arc 101:

Ultear: I will never atone for all that I’ve done

Also Ultear: We must murder the teen before he commits a crime

“Nope, figured I’d just bring him with me” Sting pls

Well well well it’s Raven Tail oh how the turntables

“You’re feeling overwhelmed? Well this is a first” Dgjfkdghkfjhgkfjhgkl Jellal is flirting mid-battle this is everything I love

NO NO NO NOT GRAY LITERALLY ANYONE BUT GRAY HE IS THE ONLY PERSON I CARE ABOUT FUCK

Retrieve my lost happiness Ultear bring Gray back

MY BABY HE IS ALIVE AND I AM ALIVE AND I LOVE HIM

Hisue ought to realize that since she can’t fight she’s kind of only forcing the people around her to protect her 

“Was that us?” A reasonable conclusion when your enemy evaporates in golden light 

Erza and Jellal just making eyes at each other like ‘death battle and chill’

I’m happy Future Lucy is at peace although it’s sad that in her world that’s only because she and all her friends are dead 

Amazing Gray is already in his boxers my stripper son always saving me

I can’t believe that Freed is canonically in love with Laxus

Erza just got sister-zoned by Kagura amazing

SHE WAS KEEPING THREE CATS IN HER TITTIES ERZA PLS 

This battle for Yukino to join all the guilds is adorable I love it

Honestly I demand a post-battle makeout between Erza and Jellal

Oh no Meredy doesn’t know what happened to Ultear

Lmao @ Doranbolt yelling at the monarchy

“Be safe,” said Doranbalt, to a fugitive who hunts dark wizards for a living

Ultear is the old lady!!! Also poor Jellal and Meredy they’re having a rough time 

Gray carries the burden of everyone who has sacrificed their lives for him

Why did the ghost of the first master cross the road? To get to The Other Side

Rogue @ everyone: Fight me

I’m laughing at the Adventures of ADD Exceed

Gray and Juvia are so nice offering to help lost kittens find their way home

“So you strip in public professionally now?” Sfjgkhdkfjhgkdfgh

“I’d love to buy some sweets but first there’s someone I need to stalk” ERZA

Every girl in this show is a little gay for Erza

“I know we just met, but I’m thinking we should fight” I LOVE HIM

I bet Loke’s dream is going to be something dirty

“One flick of your finger is all I need” 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

I love that Gray is both constantly naked and criticizing people’s fashion choices

If the spiritual alter egos are turning their quirks into violence does that mean Loke is going to seduce people to death

Apparently he’s a misogynist knight [Leo voice] m’Lucy 

I want Levy, Yukino and Lucy to form Charlie’s Wizards

Natsu, slightly betrayed: I thought you were just being a bro

Is Gajeel gonna babysit because I can dig that

“This seems like an excellent spot for some man-on-man action” Elfman do you hear yourself

I can’t believe that Cana is playing Yu-Gi-Oh

They’re really playing up the partner dynamic between Juvia and Gray which is ironic because he literally died trying to dump her last arc

I am unexpectedly enjoying the duel segment a lot I guess it’s because I enjoyed YGO? 

I CNA’T BREATHE GRAY STOP DANCING

He’s figure skating I’m losing it “100 Gray spins” this is the most terrible and best thing I’ve ever seen 

“Goodbye, my sweet prince” Take a shot every time someone talks about how they’re in love with Gray and then die of alcohol poisoning he is cursed with a hotness he can never escape

I can’t believe that Gajeel is a squirrel

Panther Lily is embarrassed about being treated as a pet but he is Gajeel’s cat

Tbh the Spirit Beast is just a less intense version of the Ten Tails

I have lost my patience for filler on to plot we go

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 63

the sports festival tournament has begun! and more antics with the poe family

leo: ....im back. Ivan: "??? Oh. Hello." leo: have you been well? Ivan: "Better. More or less." YuY leo: miss lewis hasn’t been pestering you, has she? Ivan: "...A little?" leo: please try not to let it bother you too much... Ivan: "Oh, I have a plan for it not to bother me..." leo: o.o; oh? Ivan: "She'll be...tied up for a bit." leo: ....i have reasons to be concerned. Ivan: "What's the worst that can happen?" FD: "Have either of you seen Zoey?" leo: .... ._.; Ivan: "...She's busy." FD: "Really?" Ivan: OuO; leo: >->; *A thump is heard in the closet* FD: "..." Ivan: OuO;; leo: i'll.....go and see what that is. zoey: *muffled screaming of rage* Ivan: D8 leo: ._.;;;;;;; FD: "...I'm not surprised. Ivan, go punish yourself." Ivan: "Why would you think it was me?!" katya: .... 737~ FD: *death glare* Ivan: "!!! R-Right, sir!" *pulls out a whip, exits* leo: ah-......*sigh* ... FD: *pulls gag off of Zoey* zoey: that horrible monster tied me up and had katya throw me in there! FD: "...Shall we punish Katya?" katya: D8< FUCKING SNITCH! <fedya, how do you put up with this rotton fuck?!> FD: <It's not that rotten.> katya:.... <im so glad you're just faking your 'love' for her, otherwise i would have to think something is seriously wrong with your mind.> FD: *smiles* <Thank you. Now, why did you do what Ivan told you?> katya: <well, she annoys me.> FD: <So you just intend to tie up everything that annoys you and lock it in the closet?> katya: <if it were anyone else outside the rats, i would have just shot them in the goddamn face> FD: *glares* <I will not have you do so to Zoey.> katya: <i hear you, man. i know you have plans for her.> FD: <Good. Now, for punishment: go polish the guns.> katya: *rolls eyes* <very well then.> FD: <And feed the priest.> katya:...*smirk* noted. *exits* FD: "...Zoey?" zoey: yes master? FD: "Are you okay?" zoey: i-im fine....*clinging to him* FD: *strokes her back* "There, there. It's okay." zoey: mmm~ FD: "Come. Let's clean you up." leo: ............*sighs* you all go on ahead...i'll just be by myself then......*walks away* FD: "???" Ivan: "Ow..." leo: *looks inside* .... Ivan: *whipping himself* leo:....*biting her lip* Ivan: *whimpering* "M-Master..." *whip* "AH!" leo:....*wiping her eyes* (thinking: i really wish....i could just go in there and hold him...but i have no right to do so...) Ivan: *collapses to his knees* "...Wh-Why..." leo:....vanya? Ivan: "!!!" *pulls a blanket over himself* leo: are you....alright? Ivan: "Go!" leo: *wince*....if you want to talk....let me know.....*exits, tears falling* Ivan: "..." *curls up in the blanket, crying* -elsewhere- Yohei: *soaked* "...Kid, come on. You got more water on me than on you." toru: >3< Yohei: *puts the cloth back in the water, scrubs Toru's back* "I thought you'd like a bath." toru: =3= Yohei: "...Want Mr. Rubber Ducky?" *holds up bath toy* toru: uu! Yohei: "Here you go..." *hands the rubber duck to Toru* -elsewhere- Bakugo: -_-# "...Why are you still here?" denki:....i got hungry. *nom* Bakugo: "So you think you can just eat my food?! Damn it, Sparky--" -morning- hitoshi: ..... midnight: now, time to decide the match ups out of our 16 winners for the tournament! Izuku: o~o Bakugo: "..." Iida: *adjusts his glasses* midnight: first up-....hmm? ojiro? you have a question? Ojiro: "Yes...I...must forfeit my advancement into the finals." Aoyama: "Le gasp!" ochako: eh? eijiro: you serious man? Ojiro: "No...It's about my honor." Izuku: "But you advanced!" nirengeki: i-i want to step down too. i dont remember anything from the cavalry battle, and everyone here made it with their own strengths, but i dont even remember it. it wouldnt be right to let someone who didnt do anything move up. ochako:... *looking at ojiro* Ojiro: *nods* "I feel likewise. There is no honor to advancing when I was not in control of my own abilities to get to this point. I wanted to show my heroism by my own talents in collaboration with others...not being pulled along without my awareness." midnight: very well. i will allow it. taking their place will be two members of team kendo- itsuka: actually, i would rather have someone from team tetsutetsu take their place, they worked pretty hard out there. Tetsutetsu: "???!! B-But your team advanced!" Bakugo: "..." itsuka: well, you guys were practically immobilized out there. it just feels like the right thing to do. Tetsutetsu: "..." *shaking* "Itsuka..." Bakugo: "??!" Tetsutetsu: TT____TT "THANK YOU!" ibara: bless your heart. itsuka: *glances at bakugou, smiles* Bakugo: "...You sure about this? I was looking forward to seeing you in combat." itsuka: *she nods* dont worry, im sure you can see me in action later on. Bakugo: "...I look forward to it." itsuka: sounds like a date then. ^^ tokage: *dragging itsuka off* come on lovebirds, let's ride. reiko: that would be advisable. kinako: dude, that's rad. Tetsutetsu: "Okay--so, which of us is advancing?" Bakugo: -\\\- Monoma: *internal screaming* -and so- hitoshi: .... announcer: first match, is midoriya vs shinsou! BEGIN! Izuku: "..." ("What Ojiro told me...") hitoshi: ....oi, midoriya, this is a battle to test your will, right? if you have any vision for your future, then it doesnt matter how you got here, like that dumbass monkey babbling on about his pride. Izuku: "?!!!" Ojiro: "...Oh, no. Don't do it!" Iida: "Don't do it!" Bakugo: "...Meh. Do it." Izuku: "How dare you say that about--" -pang- hitoshi:...heh. announcer: eh?! midoriya's frozen solid! Izuku: “….” *his eyes are glazed over* ochako: !!! Ojiro: "YOU HAD ONE JOB! WHAT WAS EVEN THE POINT OF WARNING?!" hitoshi: good, now turn around and walk out of bounds, ok? yuuji: the hell? Izuku: …… *turns and walks* denki: WOAH! HE'S ACTUALLY DOING IT?!?! Bakugo: "...This is stupid. He's walking the _long_ way out. Why not walk perpendicular out the _short_ way?" ochako: DEKU! SNAP OUT OF IT! All Might: *watching from the entrance* "!!!" ("Come on, kid! What the hell are you doing?!") Izuku: ("...My body is like stone...I can't control this...My mind is in a haze...This is what Ojiro warned me--and I didn't listen!") Ojiro: "YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO ME!" Izuku: ("I KNOW THAT ALREADY!") -eyes can be felt staring at him- Izuku: ("?!!! ...All Might?") -snap out of it!- -???: *smiling* you got this, kid.- Izuku: *his foot reaches the edge--when his fingers start heating up...* *BOOM* hitoshi: ?!?! Izuku: *his fingers are broken...his foot stopped before reaching out of bonds...* *turns to stare at Hitoshi* "..." hitoshi: h-how? how did you snap out of it?? Izuku: *clenches his teeth, glaring at Hitoshi...marks forward* hitoshi:...what? got nothing to say? im jealous though, just being able to move your finger that way must mean you're the real deal. Izuku: *still marching* ("No...I'm not. I inherited this ability. Without it...I wouldn't have gotten to this point...") hitoshi: ....dammit, SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! Izuku: *runs at Hitoshi, shoving him* hitoshi: !!!! *spins him and-...* Izuku: *holds onto Hitoshi, swinging him around* hitoshi: oh fu- -KO- Bakugo: !!!! ("That move...It's the same when--") midnight: and the winner is, midoriya! Izuku: *rubbing his nose, bloodied* hitoshi: .... {hitoshi: ...} {Classmate #1: "You got your quirk--and it's mind-control? Cool!"} {classmate 2: that seems so villainous!} {hitoshi: ..... *looking down*} {Classmate #3: "Just don't control my mind, buddy!"} {-of course, they'd expect something bad from someone with a quirk like mine...even in a room filled with people....i felt....alienated-} Izuku: *standing, bloody, hand injured...* "...Why did you want to be a hero?" hitoshi:...... *walking off* Izuku: "..." *frowns hitoshi: we dont get to choose things we naturally admire. Izuku: "?!" General Course Student #1: *watching* "..." gen course student:... you did awesome out there, shinsou! hitoshi: ?? *looks up* Student #2: "You almost beat the guy who placed first! That's an accomplishment!" hitoshi:.....oi, midoriya, they'll consider transfers to the hero course based on results here. i may have failed here, but im not giving up. Izuku: "..." *smiles* "Right!" -pang- Izuku: ….. ("...Aw, balls.") -snap- hitoshi: people who respond to me tend to stiffen up like that. it'd be easy for me to mess everything up for you right here. so, try not to fall for stuff like that, kay? Izuku: "..." *nods* "I'll make sure not to!" hitoshi:...now if you excuse me. *getting into a large hamster ball and rolls off* ochako:... what? Monoma: "...Gosh darn it to heck." Iida: "...That's bizarre, even for this school." Bakugo: "..." yuuji:...im gonna go take a leak, lates. -and so, the second match begins- hanta: *streeetch* i really dont feel like winning, tbh....*TAPE SHOOTING* Todoroki: *death glare* hanta: but i dont feel like losing either! Todoroki: *just stands there* -swiiiing- Todoroki: "...I'm done here." hanta: hu- *FWOOSH* ochako: !!!!!! hanta: !!!! Aizawa: *in the announcer's booth--staring at an iceberg in front of him* "...Huh." Arthur: *looks up from outside* "...The Titanic has landed?" teacher: oh shit- GET THE FIRE BRIGADES IN HERE! THERE ARE CIVILIANS TRAPPED IN THERE! shinra: already on it! tamaki: right! hanta: o-ow... midnight: h-h-hanta is i-i-immobilized....t-t-the winner is t-t-t-todoroki. *shivering* Todoroki: "...I'm sorry." *heats up his left hand* Arthur: *charges up Excalibur* "Stand still, ma'am." ochako:.....(thinking: todoroki.....) -later- Todoroki: *back to the crowd...head lowered* itsuka: seems they're going to hold the other UA matches until the stadium gets fixed. ochako: todorok- Todoroki: *ignores, keeps walking* ochako: ....*looking around* Endeavor: *stare* ochako:.....*hard stare....fist clench* hey. you're todoroki's dad, right? Endeavor: "Yeah? I'm the hero Endeavor. Don't you know that?" ochako: well, hard not to know that...he's told me a bit about you. Endeavor: "Can only imagine..." ochako: ...he did pretty great so far. you're proud of him, arent you? Endeavor: "He'd have won his matches if he just did what I said and used my power in the competition." ochako: *fist grip* but still, he won, didnt he? Endeavor: "Winning isn't enough, kid. Out there, you live or die, rise in the ranks or sink into obscurity like the failure you are." ochako: *shaking* (thinking: i want to say _something_....but what _can_ i say? i cant think of anything....dammit!) Endeavor: "Shouto will learn--if he's going to be the Number 1 hero, he has to use my ability. So, unless you want an autograph, beat it, kid." ochako:...no thanks, i dont take autographs from jerks. *walks off* Endeavor: "..." *shrugs, walks away* ochako:..... Todoroki: "..." ochako: hmm? oh, hey todoroki. you did awesome in the match today. ^^ *her hands are trembling* Todoroki: "...He's a bastard." ochako:....so i've noticed...claiming you have 'his ability'....but you're ability isnt anyone's but your own, right? Todoroki: "...It's his. Every last bit of it. And if I could expel it from my DNA, I would." ochako: then make it your own! Todoroki: "...?" ochako: *determined smile* i believe in you! Todoroki: "..." -\\\- "Your beliefs are not going to change the past." ochako:...then let's work towards the future. ^^ Todoroki: "...That is unbelievably corny." ochako: ^^;; but it's true, though. Todoroki: "...Thanks." -elsewhere- Izuku: "Th-Thanks, Nurse." ^^; -elsewhere- Poe: OWO;;;; emilia: is this miss lucy? atsushi:....um....hi? Lucy: "??? Edgar? You're here?" Poe: "Y-Yes...These are Lucy and Atsushi." emilia: *looks* she looks like a princess. atsushi: um...is this your...uh... ._.; Lucy: .\\\. emilia: you got a big dolly with you, and a big kitty too! atsushi: ?? Lucy: ^\\\^; "Yes, I do...Do you like dolls and kitties?" emilia: *nods* uncle eddie has a kitty too, but he's a lot smaller, and kinda scary. Lucy: "???" atsushi: that's a raccoon. Poe: O_____O;;;; emilia: no, i dont mean karl! >3< Poe: *nervous laugh* "Ha ha ha ha--such an imagination--" ^^;;;;; Lucy: "...Atsushi, show off your cat ears." atsushi: o_o; um.... Lucy: *pinches his bottom* atsushi: MEEP! *tiger ears* ./////. emilia: woah! Lucy: "So if Emilia can see Atsushi is a tiger...and knows I have Anne..." *stares at Poe* Poe: O__________O black cat: -you didnt even know your niece is a gifted? wow, you really are stupid- emilia: ??? Poe: "STOP TALKING, YOU STUPID CAT!" *covers his ears* atsushi: h-hey, easy now! ranpo: oh, hey poe, who's the kid? *sipping from his juice box* Poe: YwY "My niece..." Lucy: "She sees things." ranpo: oh, so she's a medium or something? Lucy: "Maybe..." *smiles at Emilia* "Emilia, do you see something around Ranpo?" emilia:....i dont see anything. ranpo: so i dont have any ghosts hanging around me then? atsushi: -___-; Lucy: "???" Poe: QWQ ranpo: something bothering you again? Poe: "...Just a lot going on. Family visit. Vampires." ranpo: yeah, i saw that some explosions went off near your girlfriend's apartment, how is she? Poe: "She's staying at my place." ranpo: and her dad? Poe: "Also staying with us." ranpo: gotcha. -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *trying to pull ribbon off himself* >_< louisa: ?? mary: what's the matter, lil guy? Mr. Tsubaki: *rolling on his back, now tied up in the ribbon* O_O; louisa: oh, oh dear, wait right there! *exits with mary* Mr. Tsubaki: -_-; ("I'm not opposed to this kind of thing--just not like this...") *still struggling* *POOF* Mr. Tsubaki: *in human form--and now choking* O______O louisa: im back with the sci- ..... Mr. Tsubaki: O-O;;; *he is tied in a….rather risqué fashion* louisa:......... *SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM LORD FRANCIS SOME PERVERT GOT INTO THE BUILDING!!! Fitzgerald: "?!!! What's all this now--" Mr. Tsubaki: *bounces out the door--and through an opened window* O___O mary: OuO;;; what just happened? Mr. Tsubaki: *crashes into an open dumpster...emerges, without ribbons, in fox form...with a banana peel on his head* X____X hobo: the fnguck? Mr. Tsubaki: *stares at the hobo, still in fox form* "...You should go to the shelter across the street." *limps back into the building* ("Ow...ow...ow...") -elsewhere- Arthur: "Look on the bright side: the Festival now has all the shaved ice it could ever want." shinra: yeah, i guess. *phew* at least we got most of the civilians out from there....cant imagine what was going through their heads... All Might: *in de-powered form* "Um, excuse me? Young man? I'm sorry to bother you, but one of the students...they got their tongue stuck to the ice." shinra: ah crap. hold on! Bakugo: "DAMN IT, SPARKY! I TOLD YOU THIS WAS STUPID!" denki: <kusakabeeee help> TT_TT shinra: hold still. *puts his foot to the ice, melting it away* denki: *spitooie* ugh, thanks man, i owe you. Bakugo: "...I heard of putting your foot in your own mouth, but this is just stupid." shinra: it's all good, all in a heroes work! *smiles* All Might: ^^ "Quite heroic, kid." Bakugo: "Tch. You, a hero? You aren't even in the class." All Might: -_- shinra: wont stop me from trying. ^^ All Might: *thumbs up* Bakugo: "...IT'S NOT FUN IF YOU HAVE A POSITIVE ATTITUDE, DEKU!" All Might: "...???" Bakugo: "I mean, Deku's friend!" shinra: jeez, what bit you in the nuts? tamaki: shinra, quick making small talk and help us out! Arthur: *holds up Excalibur* "On it!" *swings the sword* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: -_-; "Stupid were-tiger and that brat..." higuchi: still angsting? Akutagawa: "I do not angst. I consider the ramifications of others' foolish decisions." >3< higuchi: you look kind of down, though. Akutagawa: "...So long in this mafia--and alone." higuchi: ...... Akutagawa: "He will never be with me, as he is with that awful young woman with arrested development and the doll fetish." higuchi:....*sigh* well, you still have us, right? Akutagawa: "..." *looks away* higuchi:....if you want to talk, let us know, ok? Akutagawa: "Fine. Thank you." *goes back to striking the punching bag* -elsewhere- kirako:...dazai? what the heck did you just send me? -he sent her that video of the ‘lemme smash’ bird with 0 context- Dazai: *holding straw* owo "I thought it was funny..." kirako: ^^; you sure there's no subliminal messages here? Dazai: "Maaaaaaaaaybe~" *cheek smooch* kirako: *chuckles and rolls eyes* not during work, dazai. ^^; Dazai: *whispers* "When you're not at work...~" kirako: deal. Dazai: =w= "It's a date..." -elsewhere- leo: .......*getting out of the bath* {leo: *laying on the ground, brutally beaten*} {John #1: <"Still haven't had enough?"> *kicks her*} {leo: *wince* ......} {John #2: <"Maybe make it better for her. Distract her from that pain with some pleasure...">} leo:...... *knock knock* leo: j-just a moment! *getting dressed* yes? Ivan: "It's me." leo: *opens the door* h-hello. Ivan: "...I am sorry for my rudeness earlier." leo: i-it's fine, really. Ivan: "...Are you okay?" leo: *nods* just got out from the bath. Ivan: "Hope it was relaxing..." leo:...i suppose.....and you? Ivan: "...I had to be bandaged." leo: you didnt get hurt again, did you?.....oh right....the whip.... Ivan: "...Yeah." leo: .....mr fyodor hasnt forgotten about you. Ivan: "...I know. He told me to punish myself. That is obvious." leo:......*sad expression* Ivan: "...I will let you get back to your tasks." leo:...right....*sigh* Ivan: "...Goodbye." *turns to exit* leo: ....... Ivan: *walks through the hall* FD: "Ivan." Ivan: OWO; "S-Sir?" FD: "Follow me." Ivan: OWO "...Okay?" *FD takes Ivan into a room* Ivan: "S-Sir?" FD: "Let me see your back." Ivan: "..." *turns around* FD: "..." *sighs* "Take off. The shirt." Ivan: "...!!! R-Right..." *unbuttoning* *lowers his shirt, revealing his bandaged back* FD: "..." *traces a finger along the bandages* Ivan: *shudders* "S-Sir--?!" FD: "Shhh..." *kisses above the bandage* Ivan: O\\\\\o FD: *his hands move along Ivan's chest* Ivan: *moving forward* "S-Sir?! What are you--" FD: *turns Ivan around--and kisses his lips* Ivan: O\\\\\\O FD: *pushes Ivan to the wall* "...Take off those clothes." Ivan: "..." *starts unbuckling his belt...pulls down his pants* -elsewhere- Joker: "Well, that was surprising." ivy: no shit. Joker: "I mean, not even using fire? That's pathetic." -elsewhere- Izuku: "..." *looks at his hand* ("I should've smiled...") tsuyu: great job out there, izuku. Izuku: ^\\\^ "Th-Thanks...I still feel kind of foolish..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "You feeling better?" lilac: *under the weighted blanket*....*nod nod* Sakuya: *pats head* "Need a drink?" lilac:....*nod* naho: ... Sakuya: "We'll take care of that..." *exits for the kitchen* naho:....*hug* lilac: i-it was cold....i was really scared..... naho: i know... Sakuya: *heating up water* "..." lilac: those fire people helped me though.... naho: you're ok lila, ok? you're home now and you're ok. Sakuya: *shakes his head* ("What kind of an idiot can't control his abilities like that?!") naho: *humming* lilac: *holding onto her* *hic* Sakuya: *finishes heating the water, pours the tea, returns* "..." *sets the tea down, sits by Naho* -elsewhere- Kid: *hug* stocking:......thanks..... Kid: "You're welcome...It's okay..." stocking:....*sigh* i thought i was over these nightmares..... Kid: "..." *holds her hand* "I know. At least it's in the past..." stocking: r-right..... Kid: "...How about some tea?" stocking:...i'd like that. Kid: *gentle smile* "Coming right up." -elsewhere- sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *sipping beer* "..." -it feels empty- Chuuya: "..." *opens another bottle* -...- -why couldnt i save her?- Chuuya: "If I had listened...Paid attention..." -i dont want to feel anything anymore. i dont want to think about anything anymore. i just want to be with you...- Chuuya: "..." *sets down the beer...walks to the bathroom* -...- mito: o^o? Chuuya: *shuts the door...turns on the tub faucet* sonia: papa? Chuuya: "..." *turns off the faucet...stares at the water in the tub* "...Y-Yeah?" sonia: are you ok? Chuuya: "Y-Yeah. Just...a stomach ache." sonia: are you in the bath? Chuuya: "...Just finishing." sonia: .....are you sad? Chuuya: "...A little...sick..." sonia: do you want a hug? Chuuya: "...Yeah. One moment..." *stares at the tub...* *sighs* *opens the door* sonia: *looking up at him* -naoya: that kid's going to be depending on you, you know- Chuuya: *puts on a smile* "Hey..." sonia:....*hugs his leg* Chuuya: "..." *hug* sonia: i love you, papa. Chuuya: *sniff* "I love you, too..." sonia: please dont die, ok? Chuuya: *trembling "...O-Of course not..." sonia: i dont want to lose my papa too.... Chuuya: "..." *leans down, looks her in the eyes* "I promise you, I am not going anywhere." sonia: *hug* Chuuya: *pats her back* -elsewhere- Poe: QwQ lana: everything ok, edgar? Poe: "I-I was just surprised at someone..." lana:...*hug* Poe: *shivers* "I-I'm kind of scared." lana: ?? Poe: "...My niece...saw something." lana: ?? Poe: "...Some ability users manifest...alternate selves." lana: you mean she's- Poe: "...I think she can see." lana: .... Poe: "...I've been plagued by these images." lana:.....*hugs him* Poe: *sniff* "I-I thought I was seeing things throughout my youth..." {cat: *grinning maliciously at a young edgar*} {Young Edgar: Q~Q "H-How does no one see it?!"} {maid: sir? is everything alright? you're running an awful fever...} {Young Edgar: "Get that cat out of here!"} {maid: ....sir, there isnt a cat in here. please, get some sleep. we'll call the doctor now.} lana:... Poe: "I-I never understood it...I wanted to be where I would not have to fear being followed by that beast." lana: *rubs his back* shhh... it's ok now. Poe: *shivers* "I-Is it? I think it's back..." -cat: i never left, you know- Poe: D: *quiet squeak* lana: *hugs* it's ok, just breathe. Poe: *inhales, closes his eyes, holds onto Lana* -elsewhere- Lucy: "...Sorry about earlier." atsushi: i-its fine. .///.; Lucy: "...I mean, I like the ears." atsushi: yeah i- -moans can be heard on the 3rd floor- atsushi: O-O;;;; Dazai: "Who's your daddy?" Lucy: ……………….. atsushi:.....................................excuse me, i need to lose conciousness now. *FAINT* Lucy: D: "No!" *holds him by the shoulders, shaking* atsushi: oyoyoyoyoyo.... -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form, dunked into a washbasin, cleaning garbage off of him* -____-# mary: how did you even get into the garbage, lil guy? Mr. Tsubaki: *small fox chitter* mary: hmmm there you go! all clean now! Mr. Tsubaki: *after being toweled, he's now a giant fluffball* ._. mary: hehe ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *shakes a bit to return his fur to normal* .\\. mary: *hug* Mr. Tsubaki: o\\\o "..." *small nuzzle* bram: .... Mr. Tsubaki: =\\\\= *looks up at Bram* "???" ("...I sense something...") bram: .....*uneasy* Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *sniff* ("...Blood?") bram:....*coughing up blood* d-damn... Mr. Tsubaki: O___O "..." *small lick of his own lips* bram: *shivering* urg.... Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *nudges Bram's leg* bram: ah-um.... ._.; Mr. Tsubaki: *leaps up, licks Bram* bram: ._.;;;; erm- mary: *giggles* aww, he likes you! Mr. Tsubaki: *nuzzles* =w= *smells the blood* bram: i-it's fine, that happens a lot...wait, why am i talking to the fox? Mr. Tsubaki: *head tilt* -elsewhere- Ivan: >\\\\\O pushkin: *listening through the door*.....bruh. katya: <better than hearing that creepy brainless nurse, for sure> leo:....................... barkova: ?? owo FD: "Who. Is. Your. Master?" *whip* Ivan: "Y-You!" leo:.....*shaking* FD: *grunts* "That's...right..." *slap* Ivan: "AAAH~" leo:......................................*walking away* FD: "Just a bit more..." *his hand is stroking along him* "Cum for your master..." Ivan: "I-I want to..." *SLAP* -elsewhere- keek:....................*glances at hawthorne* Hawthorne: *he’s out cold from the torture* keek:.....................*looks down at her stubs*.................*tearing up* {Mother: "Don't you ever want to get out of your room?"} {keek: it's too stressful to deal with other people mom.} {Mother: "I know...but if you don't try, you may miss out on something great."} keek:.....*whimpering* Hawthorne: …. *turns* -elsewhere- sachiko: *yaaawn* so tired... Spirit: "...Want to kick back a bit?" sachiko: yes please. *leaning against him* Spirit: =\\\= *puts an arm around her shoulder, kisses her cheek* sachiko: mmmm~<3 Spirit: "Hey...I love you." sachiko: i love you too. *kiss* Spirit: ^\\\^ -elsewhere- Relan: .\\\. shinra: *snuggles* zzzzzzz iris: *puts the blanket over him* Relan: "Th-Thanks..." iris: ^^......he's exhausted. Relan: "Yeah...and with the competition coming up, he'll need the sleep." iris: *nods and kisses their foreheads* get some sleep, ok? Relan: ^\\\^ "You too. Night." -elsewhere- Aizawa: *in convenience store* "...Midnight? That you?" midnight: *in civilian clothes* shhhh. im not on the job, just call me nemuri. yuuji: um...hi? Aizawa: "Yeah, sorry. I was just getting newbie here a meal." *grabs cat food* midnight: ....cat food? yikes. yuuji: -_-; no, we went to an actual restaurant. Aizawa: "This is for my cats. I'm cheap, not sadistic." *points* "Hey, kid--you want something? My treat. Ice cream?" yuuji: uuhh... sure. 7-7; Aizawa: "Okay...Nemuri, you finish your grading?" -morning- Dazai: "..." -it's quiet...then again, it is a graveyard- Dazai: "Hi again. Happy birthday." -no answer- Dazai: "...Been a busy year. Atsushi is in school. Ango is still a dick." -...- Dazai: "...Think Akutagawa is getting better. Kinda. He isn't as stalkerish." -...- Dazai: "...I can tell a lot of people miss you...I miss you, still. Miss what you would've been writing. I don't read as much as I want...but if it was your stuff..." -...- Dazai: "...I shouldn't talk about vengeance. Not on your birthday. Not when you told me to..." *puts his hand on the gravestone* "I want to do what you asked...and I'm trying." -...- Dazai: "...Goddamn it, I'm trying..." *crying* -...- Dazai: "...I miss you, Oda. And...I wish you were here, for your birthday." -...- Dazai: "..." *sets down flowers and a blank notebook* -...- Dazai: "May you always write, my friend..." -...- Dazai: "Happy birthday..." *passes his hand along the gravestone* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Zzz..." sonia: zzzz Chuuya: *sleep talking* "R-Rain..." sonia: zzz.... Chuuya: "N-No!" *wakes up with a start* sonia: zzzz..... Chuuya: *stares at Sonia* "..." ("...I have to be here, for her...") sonia: zzzz Chuuya: "..." *tucks her in* sonia: *she seems content* Chuuya: "..." *smiles, gets up and goes to the kitchen* -3 texts from; kouyou, naoya, and mori- Chuuya: "..." *pulls up Naoya's* naoya: [you're up against the weretiger today, good luck!] Chuuya: ("Crap...That is today...") [thanks. i'll be bringing sonia over. keep mori away from her] naoya: [can and will do] Chuuya: [thanks] *pulls up Kouyou's* kouyou: [did you sleep ok last night?] Chuuya: "..." [no] kouyou: [did something happen?] Chuuya: "..." [a nightmare] kouyou: .... [please dont over exert yourself today] Chuuya: [i won't. thanks] "..." *hesitates to pull up Mori's text* Mori: [don't lose] Chuuya: "..." [i won't] -elsewhere- Kyoka: "You ready?" atsushi: nervous as all hell, but yeah. Kyoka: "..." *looks around him* "Your fan club seems enthused." atsushi: my what now? o_o; Audience member #1: *in tiger ears and a tail* "Go, Tiger Boy!" atsushi: ^^;; odasaku: lucky you, kid. atsushi: ( -///_///-; ) Audience member #2: *wearing a tiger shirt and holding a sign: "LET IT ROAR!"* Akutagawa: *in tiger ears* "..." atsushi: (thinking: im not sure how to feel about this) Akutagawa: "...If you lose, I'm ripping your body into pieces." atsushi: o_______o; (thinking: OH GOD IM GIVING THEM EXPECTATIONS NOOOOOOOO) Audience Member #3: "Hey! Don't threaten him, you meanie!" *they're wearing a full tiger furry suit--and smash their sign into Akutagawa's head* -elsewhere- Lucy: *at work, wiping a table...looking up at the TV coverage of the Festival* "..." -elsewhere- Hibana: "...Endeavor." Endeavor: "...Princess." hanako: mama, who's this? Hibana: "Just a jerk who abused his wife and is an awful parent." hanako: *looks at endevour....sticks her tongue out at him* -elsewhere- Izuku: *looking at the long line* "It's taking forever to get inside..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *tying his shoelaces* "..." shinra: good luck out there, ozaki. Chuuya: "...Thanks." *stretches* "Let's see how this goes." -elsewhere- Iida: "Looking forward to this round?" atsushi: *nods* OwO;;;;;;;; Iida: "...Well, you are fast, although your fighting style is rather rudimentary..." atsushi: um...thank you? Iida: "I suggest using raw force to end the fight quickly." atsushi: *looks at his hand* ok then? Iida: "How long can you stay in tiger form?" atsushi: well, as long as i need it too, but i dont really have much control when i go full tiger, so... Iida: "What if you _have_ to? Can you risk going full tiger at the end of the competition?" atsushi:....*gulp* *sweats* Iida: "..." *shoulder pat* "I couldn't risk expending all my power until the end of my competition in the cavalry battle. I think you can't either." atsushi:....right. -elsewhere- zoey: .....*asleep* {####: thanks} {zoey: *bandaging a fellow camper's leg* no problem ###} {####: "Our little medic--so talented."} {zoey: well, i do want to be a nurse some day so that i-########} -useless...- {FD: "You are mine alone."} -i only live for you- {FD: "Yes, you do."} -i will kill for your sake- {FD: *hands the knife to her* "Prove it."} {zoey:.....} {zoey?: p-please.....stop this..this isnt you...} {zoey: shut up. *cutting into her*} {zoey?: *SCREAMING*} {zoey: the person i was.....has no reason to exist anymore...} {FD: "No...and all that is left...is what I wanted..." *his fingers dig into her clothes...and her skin...*} {zoey: ah...~} zoey: *opening her eyes, staring at the ceiling* ........... *A thump is heard outside her room* zoey: ??? *footsteps are heard coming to her door* zoey: *sitting up* *The door opens* zoey: ?? FD: *pokes his head in* zoey: ah~ FD: "Did you sleep well?" zoey:...yes. and you? FD: "...I was exhausted from work..." *crawls into her bed* zoey: mm... *hugging him* FD: *snore* *he's already out* zoey:...*holding him, his face against her chest* FD: "Zzzz..." *buries his face* -elsewhere, underground- Ivan: =w= *still tied to the wall* leo: um....should i....get you down now? Ivan: "Yes, please..." leo: *untying the ropes* how do you feel? Ivan: *sigh* "Satisfied." leo:....i see.... should i get you a change of clothes, then? Ivan: "That would be nice..." =\\\= leo: *nods and looks in his wardrobe, getting out some clothes for him* Ivan: "Ah, good choice. Thank you." *takes the pants* leo:.... *looking away, blushing slightly* Ivan: "Master is so attentive." =w= leo:....indeed he is. Ivan: "And masterful..." leo:......so i see. Ivan: "No, you didn't~" leo:........................ah. right. Ivan: "Hee hee hee..." leo:....you seem....happy. Ivan: "I do feel happy...He makes me happy." leo:...i can see that.... Ivan: "You should find that yourself..." leo: *wince*............maybe....but i dont think he'd be interested. Ivan: "Can't hurt to ask..." leo: ..........no, he probably wouldnt think of me as a potential lover. Ivan: "Probably for the best to find a good opportunity to ask him. Maybe spend time with him..." leo:....r-right...*INTERNALLY SCREAMING* Ivan: "Well, I worked up an appetite. Let me make us some pancakes." leo: alright then. *His fly is down* leo: um.....v-vanya.... .///////.; katya: *walking by* <vachenka! for fucks sakes man, zip it up!> Ivan: "???" *looks down* <Oh my!> *zips up* leo: 7/////7;; Ivan: ^^;; "Hey." <Sorry!> -elsewhere- Dazai: *walking back to the office* "..." yana: *whistling gymnopedia no 1* Dazai: *freezes* yana: *glances over at him* Dazai: "...That song..." yana: you a fan of classical music, buddy? Dazai: "I'm familiar with a bit of it." yana:....ah. cool. *walking off* Dazai: "..." ("That song...Where was it...?") -elsewhere- Chuuya: *stretching* atsushi: *sweating* Chuuya: "..." ("For Sonia...") atsushi: *gulps* -get ready- Chuuya: *assumes offensive pose* atsushi: *takes stance* -BEGIN- atsushi: *side-step circling* Chuuya: *circles Atsushi, getting closer* atsushi: (thinking: if what dazai said is right, this guy is one of the best, if not the best, martial artist in the port mafia. that's not really encouraging!) Chuuya: *jab* atsushi: GRK- ow... Chuuya: *sweeps his leg underneath Atsushi* atsushi: *jumps back* Chuuya: *gravity push* atsushi: !!! *tiger arms grab onto the ground, stopping just before out of bounds* Chuuya: *break-dance flip, sending his foot at Atsushi's face* atsushi: *tiger punch to the gut* Chuuya: "UMPH!" *coughs, knocked onto his back* atsushi: *charges at him* Chuuya: *flips back, still holding his stomach, as he uses gravity to lift up part of the platform floor* atsushi: looks like dazai wasnt joking about your skill. Chuuya: "...Dazai spoke about my skill?" atsushi: *jumps in to jump-kick him* Chuuya: "!!!" *tries to push him but only barely dodges, getting hit in the leg* atsushi: *jumps at him again* classmate: dang, nakajima's really giving his all in there. Akutagawa: *fuming with jealousy* atsushi: *throwing a punch* Chuuya: *catches the punch* *glaaaaare* atsushi: owo;;;; Chuuya: "...Dazai isn't here, is he?" Akutagawa: "...How dare he...touch...his hand..." atsushi: i dont....think so? o_o;; Chuuya: "Hmmm...Well, I can't afford to go all-out. So I'll just do this--" *applies pressure onto his arm* atsushi: urk- Chuuya: "A little gravity, and it'll be like a broken arm..." Akutagawa: *tearing his teeth into the seat in front of him* atsushi: g-good thing....i can regenerate....right? Chuuya: *smirks* "If your cells are constantly exploding from gravity?" atsushi:......um- *BOOM* atsushi: ?!?! Chuuya: "?!!! I didn't even fire off gravity yet--" Referee: "Intruder on the field! Sir, get back to your seat--" Akutagawa: *swinging the referee around* atsushi: O-O;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; denki: WHAT THE FUCK IS ARARAGI DOING?! naoya: oh no. Referee #2: "Um...Time out until we clear the field--" Akutagawa: "YOU DO NOT TOUCH HIM!" Chuuya: o_o;;; atsushi: *FLEES* OH HECK NAW-....oh... oh shit. annoucner: NAKAJIMA IS OUT OF BOUNDS! Akutagawa: *Rashomon has wrapped around Atsushi's ankle* atsushi: *SCREAMS* Sakuya: "?! Someone should get down there!" Chuuya: *cracks his knuckles* "Sorry, Akutagawa..." *lifts Akutagawa* -huh? where did atsushi go? Latsushi: *blinks* huh? wha? homura: you're welcome. Akutagawa: "PUT ME DOWN--" Chuuya: "As you wish." *drops Akutagawa--and presses gravity down on top of him* *BOOM* higuchi: D8> -after that fiasco- atsushi: um...c-congrats on making it into the finals, chuuya. Chuuya: *shrug* "Thanks. Could've been faster if not for Akutagawa's freak-out." atsushi: you know, even though you're in the mafia, you're actually pretty nice. Chuuya: "...Don't think we're besties now or something." atsushi: sorry sir. ._.;;; odasaku: *chuckles* same old, chuuya. Chuuya: "Drop the 'sir' crap. I'm the Mafia, and I uphold what I do there. This is just us having a truce, for however long that lasts." atsushi:....right. *ahem*........soooooo.....how's sonia doing? Chuuya: "..." *pulls out his phone* *showing pics of Sonia to Atsushi* "There she is having ice cream! And there she is playing checkers--she's so good at it!" atsushi: o_o; (thinking: his attitude did a 180!) odasaku: ._.; no kidding. Chuuya: "Then here she is at the swimming pool! And here she is punching Mori in the balls--" odasaku:....damn. kid's got guts. so goddamn proud. atsushi:....ow. Chuuya: "He's fine--he's a doctor. Oh! I should check on her--" *dials Naoya* naoya: yo. Chuuya: "Hey. How's Sonia?" naoya: she's nappin' right now. so's Q. Chuuya: "Good. I'll be right there." -elsewhere- Dazai: Q____Q aya:........*offering him a big city cola* Dazai: "Thanks..." *sniff* "My kid didn't advance against Shorty McCrankypants..." aya: that sure sounds like a bummer. yosano: well he did his best, and that's what's important. Dazai: "...I still owe him a big meal." -elsewhere- ango: ......*sighs* i thought visiting his grave would make it easier..........*sniff* dammit....*whimper* im sorry.....im sorry..... -elsewhere- Lucy: "..." atsushi: sorry i didnt- Lucy: *glomp* atsushi: o////o Lucy: "YOU IDIOT! YOU ALMOST DIED!!!" atsushi: s-sorry.... *hug* seems chuuya was as strong as dazai said he was... Lucy: "..." *hug* "Yeah...You did your best." atsushi: .... Lucy: "...I'm proud of you. You didn't lose control..." atsushi: ....*small smile* Lucy: "..." *rests her head on his shoulder* "...You need something to eat." atsushi: yeah, im starved. Lucy: "...I made some food at the Agency..." -elsewhere- kirika: WHATS UP MOTHERFUCKERS! GUESS WHO MADE IT TO THE FINALS!! lord death: congratulations! Yumi: "We are so proud of you." *hug* kirika: !!!... 7///7 y-yeah, i-i am pretty awesome, r-right? Patty: "You're going to kick so much ass out there!" kirika: y-yeah! that ozaki's gonna be eating my dust out there, haha! *laughing as she tears up slightly* Yumi: "??? Kirika..." kirika: i-im not crying! i-i just have dust in my eye! >3< Yumi: "..." *smiles* "Of course." *hands her a tissue* kirika: *sniff* =///n///= Yumi: "..." *rubs her back* "It's okay...We love you." kirika:.....*sniff* *hic* t-thanks... Yumi: *smiles* "You're welcome..." *head pat* -elsewhere- Chuuya: *hug* sonia: *hug* Chuuya: "I'm so happy to see you." sonia: you won, papa! Chuuya: ^\\\^ "Yep! And I wanted to win for you..." sonia: *smile* Chuuya: "Were you good to your aunt?" Mori: *coming around the corner behind Chuuya* sonia:... *clinging to chuuya's leg, scared* d-demon... Chuuya: "???" Mori: "Congratulations, Chuuya. You did well against the Weretiger." Chuuya: "..." *holds Sonia* "Thank you." Mori: *smiles* Chuuya: "..." sonia: *buries her face into chuuya's chest* Chuuya: "...I have to rest and get Sonia home--" Mori: "Of course. Good night, Sonia..." sonia: *trembling* Chuuya: *whispers to Sonia* "It's okay..." Mori: *waves* sonia:...*giving mori a dead stare.....just like his mother's...and like rain’s…* Mori: *STRUCK* "..." -it's just like back then....with both of them...- Mori: *tears falling* "St-Stop that..." elise: .....?? {tomoe: i wont...let you become like your father...} Mori: "I-I'm not!" elise: rintarou? Mori: "G-Get me out of here..." -elsewhere- Poe: "Zzz..." lana: *gently stroking his head* ..... Poe: *slight murmur* "Mmm..." {annabelle: so eddie, you said you had something to ask me?} {Edgar: owo; "Y-Yes...I was wondering..."} {annabelle: ??} {Edgar: "Would you...like to go out...with me?"} {annabelle: ah......like, romantically?} {Edgar: O\\\w\\\O "...J-Just one date..."} {annabelle:.....eddie, i-....im sorry. you seem really sweet, but.....i just dont like you that way.} {Edgar: "..." *STABBED IN THE HEART* "Oh...Okay...Forget I said it..."} -...- Poe: "N-No..." lana:.......*holding his hand and kisses his forehead* Poe: "..." *whimpers, shudders* lana: it's ok edgar, im right here. Poe: "Th-Thank you..." -elsewhere- Dazai: *smiles* "Good work today." atsushi: ^^; odasaku: .....*faint smile* Dazai: "Sorry I didn't make it out there...I had an errand." atsushi:.....ah, i see. it's fine. Dazai: "And hey, you got a lot of good attention. People saw you as the heroic underdog." atsushi: me? a hero? Dazai: "You kind of have that chronic syndrome." *holds up Kyoka* Kyoka: "...Put me down." atsushi: >->;; ah, now i feel bad, i let all those people down. Dazai: "Aw, don't. You got so far in the competition! They admire you." atsushi: i guess....i just...kind of felt like i was put on the spot and i got nervous... Dazai: "Well, Chuuya can be intimidating. In terms of power. Not height." atsushi: so i noticed... *looks at his hand* Dazai: "...Does it hurt?" atsushi: i think it's better now....thank god for regeneration, right? haha. Dazai: "No kidding..." *sad smile* atsushi:....can i talk to you for a moment? Dazai: "??? Sure..." atsushi:.....you went to odasaku's grave, didnt you? Dazai: "...Yes." atsushi: ......it's his birthday today, right? odasaku:....... Dazai: "...Yes." atsushi:....*hug* Dazai: "..." *sniff* atsushi:.... odasaku: it's gonna be ok....you've come so far already, dazai... Dazai: "I just miss him..." atsushi:....i think he misses you too.... Dazai: "...How would..." atsushi: *smiles* call it instinct. Dazai: "..." *nods* -elsewhere- Victor: *violently shaking* owo karin:....yyyeah maybe switch to decaf. Victor: "i KEep tRYING..." shinra:..... !!! the firefly is here! miwa: oooi, akitaru! we're here! padma: good evening, commander oubi. karin: eh? *grin* commander, you didnt tell me you had a girlfriend~ Akitaru: "...??? I do? That's news to me...Oh, hey, Commander." *waves* miwa: long time no see......*grin* commander, you never told me you have a girlfriend! shinra:....this gag feels familiar...but at the same time, different... Victor: "wE CALl thaT 'UNcaNNY!" *still shaking* Akitaru: "Commander, this is our new mechanic, Dr. Itou." karin: or if you prefer, call me karin! *shakes her hand* miwa: commander tsurumaki, or just miwa. karin: course im not the only new additon. oi! vulcan! yu! come on out! Vulcan: "Doc? What's up? What did you--" *spots the Firefly* "...Oh sweet heavenly perfection." miwa: it's a beaut, aint it? sayu: *peeek* hiya! shinra: squad 0's vehicular base, also known as the 'firefly'. Vulcan: "...That is a beautiful name...Finally! Something with an animal name to it!" *approaches the vehicle* Akitaru: "Yu, say hi to Sayu." sayu: hiya! ^^ yu: um....hi? ^^; ???: are you forgetting someone? Akitaru: "...???" misora: none other than the super cute idol commander. mi~so~ra HINA~!<3 shinra: *sweatdrop* (thinking: how did a dillusional idol even become a company comander in the first place?) Akitaru: "...Oh. You. Hey." Takehisa: "VULCAN! STOP DOING THAT TO THE FIREFLY!" yu: D8 padma: *has her whip out* and just what do you think you are doing, young man? *glaaaare* Vulcan: "...I like to get up close and personal with new technology." padma: would you like to get up close and personal with a fire whip? *the whip ignites slightly* Vulcan: o____o; "...No, ma'am." *backs away* serina: ^^; shinra:..... (thinking: we really need our own medic.) Arthur: *his head is stuck in a vase* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *muffled* naoya: you gonna be alright, akuta? Akutagawa: "Why am I being punished?!" naoya: wellll- hirotsu: your actions today were completly reckless, and you could have given away your true identities to the DWMA. Akutagawa: "Chuuya was getting too close!" hirotsu: ? naoya: *rolls eyes* oh boy. Akutagawa: "I should've defeated him!" naoya: *head pats* easy now. Akutagawa: "..." *whimpers* YY~YY naoya: you want some fig tea? Akutagawa: "Y-Yes..." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *playing with rabbit toy* mary: ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *shakes the toy, drops it at Mary's feet* mary: you wanna play fetch, lil guy? Mr. Tsubaki: *pants, wagging his tail, leaping* mary: ok! *toss* Mr. Tsubaki: *runs for it--and bumps into someone* nankichi: eep! oh? gon, it's another fox. -a small fox like creature appears on his head- gon: why indeed it is, indeed it is, nan. Mr. Tsubaki: "...???" Mr. Tsubaki: *sniffs Gon* gon: oi, what'chu sniffin at, mate? Mr. Tsubaki: -_-;;; *turns around and walks* -elsewhere- Shamrock: *wiping the kitchen counter* tsubaki: *pulling the cake from the oven* Shamrock: "Let me set down the cloth..." *sets it down on the table for the cake* -elsewhere- Hibana: *putting ice on her fist* >_< gabriella: what happened? D8> Hibana: "Endeavor's head is harder than I thought." gabriella: *grumbles* i hate that guy so much! it just-....bring back some bad memories for me.... Hibana: "..." *holds Gabriella's hand with her uninjured one* gabriella:....t-thanks....*sniff* for everything. Hibana: *smiles* "Right back at ya." *smooch* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Haven't you had enough cookies?" kenji: zzzzzz ranpo: THE LIMIT DOES NOT EXIST! Kunikida: -_-; "At least share some with Aya." aya: *nom* >3< Kunikida: "..." *hands her a napkin* aya: thanks. ^^ Kunikida: "And have your milk. It will build strong bones." aya: aye aye sir! Tanizaki: "...So, are you adopting her, or what?" aya: ?? Kunikida: "..." *steals Ranpo's soda* ranpo: OI! D8< Kunikida: *sips--then spits it out* "!!!!" yosano: *drenched*.......*blinks* *unamused* Kunikida: .\\\\. "..." *pulls out a tissue* yosano:.....oh, you have a bruise.....*pulls out cleaver* why dont i fix that up~ OuO# Kunikida: O_______O *runs* yosano: *grabs him by the ponytail and drags him into the medical room* Kunikida: Q~Q “NOOOOOOOOOO!” Tanizaki: "..." *holds up glass of punch* "Good luck!" -use your imagination- -elsewhere- Giriko: *sets his baby down into bed* anna: zzzzz. arachne: *smiles* Giriko: *strokes Anna's head* "Good girl..." -elsewhere- Monoma: *spying* ("Just get his Quirk...") hitoshi: *still in the hamster ball* Monoma: "..." ("Maybe I need a strong person's Quirk...") -elsewhere- Kid: "Better?" stocking: much...*snuggle* Kid: =\\\\= *hug* stocking: i love you so much. Kid: *smiles, strokes her hair* "I love you, too." stocking: *kiss* Kid: =\\\\= *smooch* -elsewhere- Sho: "Small." crown: ? guruna: kuru~? OwO Sho: "..." *trying to reach the shelf* dahlia: *lifting him up* arrow: .....*shaking, trying not to chuckle* guruna: he has to be lifted up! how lame! arrow: *punch* show respect you. guruna: myun! rude! >3< Sho: *grabs a cookie jar from the top shelf* "Thank you." -morning- Izuku: *having ice cream* ochako: ^u^ tsuyu: *nom* Iida: "Quite good..." *has strawberry syrup drip down his chin* "Oh." momo: *offering him a napkin* Iida: "Thank you." *takes it* momo: ^///^ Izuku: "Any pre-competition plans?" momo: !! it would be wise to get some training in while they repair the damages. Iida: "And we don't want each other to know how, lest that be used against us in the competition..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *reading* fuyumi: are you going to the festival today? Todoroki: "In a bit." fuyumi: well, im going to be off to work now. make sure you lock up, ok? Todoroki: "I will. Thank you." -elsewhere- misono: zzzzz.... Lily: "...Morning!" misono: *yaaawn* mrnin...*turns* shinoa: oh. you're up. misono:............. EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH LILY HOW DID SHE GET IN HERE?!?!?! Lily: "You seemed lonely, so I invited Shinoa over--" misono: DIDSHEDOANYTHING?! shinoa: oh my, it seems he's all aflutter~ misono: DONT ENCOURAGE HIM! >///<; Lily: "Of course not! Shinoa respects you too much for that." shinoa: ^^ misono: ....are you sure there's no ulterior motives here? shinoa: if it's about C3, im not 'official' with C3, as C3 and the demon moon company are separate entities from each other. scout's honor. Lily: "..." *shrug* "I have breakfast coming." misono:....i....see.... *sweatdrop* Lily: "And with that in mind, let's just enjoy the company, Misono~" *sits on bed* "Shinoa, what do you like on your toast?" -elsewhere- FD: "..." yana: <ya?> FD: <Just thinking...> *sneezes* yana: <you're not getting sick on us, are you?> FD: <What is it that they say: 'If someone talks about you, you sneeze?'> yana: .... <i think i've heard that. what do you think they're saying?> FD: "..." <No idea. Few know we're here...> -elsewhere- Dazai: "Zzz..." *nodding off next to Atsushi on the couch* atsushi: ...... odasaku: ...... Dazai: *yawns, stretches* "...Oh. Sorry, man. Was sleeping." atsushi: it's fine...you sleep ok? Dazai: ^^ "You too, hero." atsushi: .... 7///7; *awkward cheek scratch* Dazai: "Night!" atsushi:.....dazai....it's morning Dazai: "..." TnT "I wanted more sleep..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: *whistling as he puts on a tie* naho: hmmmmmm..... im not sure which one to go with... *looking at two dresses, one red, and one green* Sakuya: "..." *looks into her eyes* naho: .... o///-///o Sakuya: "Hmm...Red would go well with your eyes." naho: hmm. ok, sound good. plus tsubaki said the restaurant has reddish lighting....but i can tell the old man's going to be telling dumb jokes all night 7_7; otogiri: then again, it _is_ his birthday. let him enjoy it. Sakuya: "...No earplugs?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *approaches the Festival* ochako: todoroki! *waving* over here! Todoroki: "..." *walks to her* "Hello." ochako: so what did you want to do first? Todoroki: "I don't know..." *staring at a ride* "..." ochako: ....did you want to ride the ferris wheel? Todoroki: "...Yes." ochako: *takes his hand* awesome! let's go! Todoroki: .\\\. ("...Thank God that's my cold hand...") ochako: ^^ Todoroki: "...I guess you get to see these heights all the time..." *enters the Ferris wheel box with her* ochako: i guess. Todoroki: "...You seemed to have your stomach problems with anti-gravity more under control." ochako: you think? i havent really noticed. Todoroki: *nods* "In the competition, you managed very well." ochako: aww, shucks. ^^ Todoroki: "You must have been practicing a lot." ochako: *nods* plus the doctors have me on a weekly vitamin to keep my nausea down. Todoroki: "...That was responsible and smart." ochako: *nods* Todoroki: "..." *looks down at his hands* ochako:.... Todoroki: *his right hand starts forming ice...* ochako: todoroki? Todoroki: *the ice starts to form the shape of a miniature replica of a person* ochako: oh! Todoroki: *it forms a floating person* "...My mother used to make these..." ochako: wow....is she...i-if im asking something you dont want to remember- Todoroki: "I'll let you know if it is." ochako: ...is she....dead? Todoroki: "...No. She's in a hospital." ochako: ....oh... Todoroki: "...She hasn't been released in some time." ochako: ..... Todoroki: "...She has not improved." ochako: *tearing up* todoroki... Todoroki: "..." *dissolves the miniature...* "Please don't..." ochako: .... Todoroki: "..." *takes her hand* ochako: ah- *small blush* Todoroki: "I understand how you feel. But I didn't want to make you cry." ochako: ... t-thanks. Todoroki: "..." *looks down* "...!!!" .\\\. "...Sorry. My hand is still wet." ochako: i-i-it's fine. ^^; Todoroki: "..." *lets go, reaches into his pocket, offers a handkerchief* -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *with an NES Zapper* "...Where do I put in the bullets?" bram:.....*looks at louisa* do you want to explain it or should i? -elsewhere- Relan: "..." *picks up a shirt* "???" -it has a panda on it- Relan: "Huh. That's cute..." yu: i think that's one of vulcan's. Relan: "Huh...Why is it out here?" yu: well it _is_ laundry day. Relan: "Well, I'll get it to him in the laundry room. Hey, Vulc--" o\\\\o Vulcan: "...What?" shinra:...... >///>;;; *cough* Relan: "...Well, I see the boxers match the shirt." *tosses it to Vulcan* Vulcan: "...Oh, thanks, man." *tosses it into the washer* shinra:....rel...you seeing what im seeing?.... Relan: "Preeeeeeetty much." shinra:...... *SMOOOOOCHes him* >//////< Relan: O\\\\O "..." =\\\\= Vulcan: "...Don't you have a room?" shinra: dont _you_? Vulcan: "...Touché." *takes his laundry basket and goes upstairs* -elsewhere- Poe: "..." *opens his dictionary* emilia: *peeeek* Poe: "Hmm..." *writes down a word* "But the meter is off..." *looks* "Oh. Emilia?" emilia: *hands him a bowl of dry cereal* mom thought you might be hungry. Poe: "Oh. Thank you." ^^ -elsewhere- Medusa: "..." shaula: you hype? Medusa: "...Just thinking about what to do first..." shaula: oh? Medusa: "Maybe initiate the next experiment..." -elsewhere- naoya: zzzzz.... Akutagawa: "Zzz..." *sleep kick, like a puppy* naoya: *strreeetch* ....*small chuckle* Akutagawa: *pulls blanket over himself* naoya: *getting up and starts making omelets* Akutagawa: *sniff sniff* "..." *sits up* "...Eggs?" naoya: mornin, kiddo. i take the couch wasnt soft enough for ya? Akutagawa: "..." *looks around* "What happened?" naoya: you kinda flipped out and i had to drag you home, but you wouldnt let go of me, so i just told your sis you were staying the night. Akutagawa: "...Ah. Sorry...Thank you for letting me stay." naoya: hey, anytime, akuta. *grins* Akutagawa: "..." *looks around the apartment* "...You need a rug." naoya: i might get one for the living room later... Akutagawa: "I could get you one...after the blood is cleaned out." naoya:....i'm good, thanks. Akutagawa: *shrugs, opens her fridge* "...No apple juice?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: *opening his notebook* tamaki: *taking notes* mio: .... Meme: *raises her hand* "And weapons can set off metal detectors!" Student #1: *taps Tamaki's shoulder* "Hey...Pass this to Gravity Boy." tamaki: ?? *peeks* *Note: "You're hot. Want to get yogurt?* tamaki:.....*tosses it at chuuya, and points to the student* Chuuya: "???" *reads it* "..." tamaki: ?? Stein: "...Tamaki, why did you make him cry? That's going to be detention." tamaki: D8 BUT I- Chuuya: *trembling Stein: "...Someone give him a tissue already." tamaki:......*facedesk* you know what? just dissect me, i dont even care. Stein: "..." *griiiiiiiiin* "Okay." *removes a scalpel* -elsewhere- Gin: *holding a knife* "And what else do you know?" guy: i-im telling you! that's all i know! Gin: "Hmm..." *looks at his hand* "That's a nice ring." guy: i-it's from a pawn shop, alright? so i like wearing jewelry, big fuckin deal! Gin: "Really? You bought a _class ring_ from a pawn shop?" *brings the knife to the finger* guy: i-is that what it is? Gin: "It is. So let's get this straight: either you went to that school, so you're who I want--or I need to know the pawn shop where you got it. Either way, you're going to talk, or you're only going to be able to count to nine..." *presses the knife along the finger--* guy: ok ok! i'll tell you! hirotsu: ... -outside- Tachihara: "...Jeez, it's taking forever." mafioso: *yaaaawn* Tachihara: "...Hey, Bob, you got a smoke on you?" mafioso: sure. mafioso 2: i got some gummy bears! Tachihara: "...Damn it, how many times I got to tell you: you can't smoke gummy bears." mafioso 2: fuck you, gummy bears kick ass! Tachihara: "I'm not debating that! But until they make nicotine gummy bears, I just asked for a smoke! You always do this! If you love gummy bears so much, why don't you marry one?!" -BANG- mafioso 3: i think the interrogation is done. hirotsu: send in the cleaners. Tachihara: "..." *goes up to the door, the cigarette in his mouth* *The door bangs open--into Tachihara's face* Gin: "Yes. Bring a few to--" *looks around* "...Tachihara?" mafioso: ouch. mafioso 2: *snickers* Gin: "Oh, gummy bears. May I have one?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: "Better?" ochako: yeah. Todoroki: "...Cotton candy?" ochako: heck yeah! Todoroki: "Okay. Excuse me. One cotton cand--" Hyde: "Here you go!" *shoves it at Todoroki* Todoroki: "..." *hands the money* -elsewhere- Kunikida: *typing...* "Okay, I have the surveillance video. Watch it." atsushi: *watching* *The video footage shows a young woman walking out of a pharmacy* atsushi: ... Kunikida: "Now to get her identity..." *types to zoom in--* *The video cuts out* Kunikida: "?!!!" atsushi: ???? *The video changes to--* *A recording of Kunikida, drunk, singing karaoke* Kunikida: <It’s not unusual, to be loved by anyone~ its not unusual-> atsushi:......................................what? Kunikida: >\\\\> *taps the backspace key...nothing happens....starts typing random keys* "Go away go away goawaygoawayGOAWAYGOAWAY!!!" *smashing the keyboard* *Laughing is heard behind Atsushi* Dazai: *cackling* atsushi: ._.; -elsewhere- Akitaru: "How have things been since the last time you were here?" miwa: fairly normal. we've been keeping our eyes out, but so far nothing has come up. Akitaru: "...We're getting ready for a mission." miwa: oh? Akitaru: "Locating the ones responsible for the human flame transformations." miwa: .... Akitaru: "Can always use someone to watch the 8th while we take care of that work..." miwa: just leave that to us. *thumbs up* Akitaru: "Thanks." *smiles* "Glad to know there’s people keeping the city safe." -elsewhere- Tuhl: *listening to the fridge* "..." medea: ..... Tuhl: "...Yep. The fridge wants to be cleaned. And it's getting real tired of expired leftovers..." -elsewhere- Izuku: X_X eijiro: is...is he ok? Bakugo: "Don't know...He was hitting the punching bag, and I think it knocked him back." eijiro: ow. Izuku: *slurred speech* "May I have more tea, Mrs. Nesbitt...?" eijiro: i'll get him to the nurse. Bakugo: -_- "Yeah. You do that." Izuku: "I don't like the crumpets. They're just dry biscuits..." @W@ -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "I'm back with meals! Ranpo, got yours here--" ranpo: awesome! Tanizaki: "Naomi." *hands her a bento box* naomi: thanks big bro~ *huuuug* Tanizaki: o\\\o "...Kirako, here's yours..." kirako: thanks. ^^ Tanizaki: "Atsushi..." *hands four boxes* "...I think they got your order wrong." -elsewhere- Kid: *fixing his hair* liz: busy day? Kid: *nods* "Father has an important meeting..." liz: ah. well, do your best, ok? Kid: *smiles* "Thank you. What are you up to?" liz: well, wes and i have a date night tonight. ^^ Kid: "That's good. I've hardly seen him. He finish his concert piece?" liz: *she nods* Kid: "I look forward to hearing it. You excited?" -elsewhere- Takehisa: *aims* "..." padma: *observing* Takehisa: *fires at the target* sayu: so mr vulcan, do you have any siblings? Vulcan: "Nah. Just me." sayu: ah. i have two older brothers. they're twins, you know. Vulcan: "You can tell them apart?" sayu: *nods* i can tell because of instincts! ^u^ shinra: ^^; she sure is an interesting kid, isnt she? sayu: hey big bro, shinra! Vulcan: "...Wait...So Shinra is your brother?" shinra: oh that? that's just something she calls me. ^^;; sayu: what he said. ^^ shinra: ....but i do have a brother....and im going to bring him home, no matter what. Vulcan: "...Yes, you will." -elsewhere- Kyoka: *sips tea* "...Ginger." waitress: it's a new blend we got in today. Kyoka: "It's good. May I have a vanilla cookie?" waitress: sure thing. kenji: *nom* ^^ Kyoka: "...Kenji, do you prefer vanilla cookies or chocolate cookies?" kenji: they're both really good. ^^ Kyoka: *nods* "I wish I had had more chocolate chip cookies..." *nom* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looking at records* "..." clerk: you interested? Todoroki: "Maybe. How does it sound?" -elsewhere- Relan: *humming* serina: *setting up the medical ward* Relan: "??? Need any help?" serina: the pillows could be fluffed up if you want. ^^ Relan: "Sure!" *takes up a pillow* "Lot of medical equipment?" serina: *she nods* Relan: "Where did you study medicine?" serina: hmm? well, i studied at DCU in medicine. Relan: *nods* "Must've been a lot of work..." serina: *she nods* how do you like it at the 8th? Relan: "It's still a lot to get used to without having as much training--but it gives me a goal to get better." serina: ah. maki told me you used to be in the 3rd brigade, is that right? Relan: "...Yes." Q_Q serina: then you and the commanders have something in common. Relan: "O-Oh?" serina: before squad 0 was formed, commander tsurumaki and commander agni were part of the 3rd brigade. however, commander tsurumaki and giovanni didnt exactly see eye to eye in terms of the treatment of flame beings. she knows that they were once human beings. Relan: Q~Q "I-I can see that, given the Comman--given Giovanni's behavior..." *sniff* serina:....!!! *hug* it's ok, he wont hurt you here! Relan: *whimper whimper* "I'm sorry...Giovanni was awful." serina: *pats his back* Relan: "Th-Thank you...I'm better now." -elsewhere- Poe: *putting on sunglasses* "...Bright outside." karl: *chitter* Poe: "..." *puts sunglasses onto Karl* karl: ^u^ Poe: *looks at fruit stand* "Hmm...Maybe an apple tart would be good to make--" ???: HEY POE! LONG TIME NO SEE! Poe: "???" *looks* twain: *waves* Poe: "Oh! Twain. Hello." twain: what's new with you? Poe: "Oh, just...taking care of my house..." -elsewhere- Anya: *staring at an All Might action figure* "...People buy this stuff?" mio: oh yeah they do. Anya: "...It's rather expensive. Does it even do anything?" *pokes the package* -elsewhere- pandora: ......hmm? Mad!Kid: *shudders* pandora: *pokes her head through one of his open cuts* cant sleep again? Mad!Kid: "...No." pandora: you'll see that girl soon... Mad!Kid: "...I wish it was sooner." -elsewhere- FD: *typing* yana:.....*checking her phone* ?? FD: [find any targets?] yana: *looking around* Monoma: *rubbing his nose* "Stupid ball..." yana: .... [nothing of interest @ the mo] FD: [okay. keep looking] Monoma: *stops in front of shop window, looking at reflection* yana: *short glance.....looks away, uninterested* -elsewhere- Arthur: "How bad was detention?" tamaki: eh...could have been worse... Arthur: "Well, you missed some training, but I think the Commander will be lenient--" *BOOM* tamaki: WHAT THE HECK?! miwa: oi! kotatsu! there you are! Vulcan: "It worked! Now we just need an extinguisher..." -elsewhere- Kid: *yawn* "I felt like I was going to fall asleep during that meeting, Father." lord death: sorry it ran so long, kiddo. stocking: welcome home. ^^ Kid: *smiles* "Hello, Love." stocking: *hug* lord death: i'll just leave you two love birds be~ *exits* Yumi: *glaring at Lord Death* Kid: ^\\\^ *smooch* lord death:....*hug* QuQ iluvyu Yumi: >3< "...Shiori's teething... lord death: oh! shiori: *nomming on a wet washcloth* Yumi: TT3TT "Look at this..." *shows a bite mark on her finger* lord death: i'll get you a bandaid! stocking: ^^; Kid: "How was your day?" stocking: pretty good. mom came over, so me, her and the other girls decided to have a nice tea party. Kid: "Aw, that sounds sweet." stocking: *she nods* mom's coming along nicely. Kid: "Is she feeling okay?" stocking: as far as i can tell. Kid: "It can be a lot to work with..." -elsewhere- Belkia: "Yummy!" naho: that was really good. lavender: thanks tsu. tsubaki: ^^ Higan: "I really appreciated it." tsubaki: any time. Black Star: *shoving another piece of cake into his mouth* -elsewhere- Touma: *holding a bag of ice to his eye* mafura: O^O *worried* Touma: "Why am I not healing faster...What happened after that awful doll and depressed brat..." mafura: mafura's really sorry she messed up... Touma: *inhales* "It's fine...We'll just have to try another approach." *pats Mafura's head* mafura: ^^ Touma: *types on the computer, pulling up the camera outside Tsubaki's house* "...No one's home?" -elsewhere- Kunikida: "WHO SAID THIS WAS OKAY?!" atsushi: O.O ???? Kunikida: *pages are ripped from his notebook--and made into origami* atsushi:.... yosano: *looks at dazai* Dazai: "!!! Why do you think it was me?! I'm not good at folding!" *his fingers have papercuts on them...* yosano:...why dont i heal that up~ ^^# Dazai: Q~Q "I-I don't think your ability works on me, Doc..." Kunikida: "IT IS WORTH A TRY..." -elsewhere- FD: "...What?" yana: yep. this kid's walking around in a fucking hamster ball....that's pretty fuckin weird, even by death city standards. FD: "And why is he doing that?" yana:....*shrugs* FD: "Can you talk to him?" yana: eh, i try not to. his quirk involves being able to control the minds of people who respond to him verbally. FD: "...Any way to copy it?" yana: that monoma kid has been trying, although his reasons are just petty... FD: "Oh? Which reasons?" yana: he wants to use it to convince his ex to get back with him. how childish. FD: "Hmmm...Well, dreams can come true..." yana: still, seems kind of pointless. why not just let the past be the past? FD: "People cannot get past it without substituting that past with something else...or someone else..." yana: .....its because they're afraid. FD: "Exactly. It is hard to inspire confidence in people to get over that fear...Not without feeding them something..." yana: hmm? FD: "You give them a taste of a potential future, and they will beg you for more..." yana: ... *listening* FD: "If I feed someone a story of what the future can be, they listen. If I give them a taste, they hunger for more. This is how you gain followers: you tease them, you troll for them..." yana: ... FD: "So, talk to those boys, find out what they hunger for." yana: i'll use a whiteboard for mind boy. FD: "Good plan. And use the scented markers--the one that smells like grapes may convince him." -elsewhere- Joker: *hugging a beer bottle* "Zzz..." scarlet:....*sigh* honestly... Joker: *shivers* scarlet:....oi, bartender, mind getting him a blanket? Bartender: "Coming up..." *puts one over Joker* "Jeez, he over-did it this time..." scarlet:....*sigh* well, im gonna call it a night. Bartender: "So, take it you're putting the drinks on the tab?" scarlet: yeah. -later- scarlet: *in the elevator* sonia: *looks up at her* scarlet:....? Chuuya: "Which floor, ma'am?" scarlet: 16th. Chuuya: *presses the button, holds Sonia's hand* sonia:...her hair looks like mama's. scarlet: ?? Chuuya: ^\\\^ "...Her mother had red hair..." scarlet:....oh...i see....it's-....thanks. Chuuya: ^^ "Yeah, her hair does look like Mama's, Sonia." sonia:.... scarlet: .....she seems like a sweet kid. Chuuya: "The sweetest. And smart." scarlet:....keep her safe, ok? Chuuya: "..." *pulls Sonia closer to him, keeping an eye on Scarlet* scarlet: im not threatening her, im just saying, this world can-.....*sigh* forget it. i dont want to upset her. Chuuya: "..." *nods* sonia: ..... Chuuya: "...How long have you lived here?" scarlet:....for a while now, you? Chuuya: "Quite a long time...How do you like it?" scarlet: it's alright. gives me a roof over my head, right? or rather a few floors, haha. Chuuya: "Heh...It's roomy." scarlet: yeah....well, here's me. night. *gets off* Chuuya: "Night." *keeps Sonia close* sonia: ..... Chuuya: "...You feel okay, Sonia?" sonia:....yeah...just thinking. Chuuya: "..." *hug* "I miss your mom, too." sonia: .....were you talking about people dying? Chuuya: "...Yes." sonia:....i've seen people die before, underground..... Chuuya: "..." *holds her hand* sonia: ..... Chuuya: "I'm sorry you saw that." sonia:.....are those people going to kill more? Chuuya: "...I don't know. They may." sonia:....oh..... Chuuya: "But I promise...we'll find them. And we'll stop them." sonia:..... -elsewhere- elise: hey gin, what are you guys gonna be for halloween? Gin: "??? I hadn’t considered." hirotsu: same here. naoya: for real you guys? seriously! it's only a few days away now! Gin: "...I'm not the 'Halloween party' type." naoya: im sure you could think of something. i already have my costume ready! Gin: "Oh? Is it a surprise?" naoya: nah, im gonna be ghost rider. Gin: "...Motorcycle or car?" elise: cool. im gonna be dorothy of oz! rintarou tried to ask me to be red riding hood, but he was offering the costume that shizuka wore during their 'playtime'. Gin: *covers her mouth* O_O naoya: .....well, i know what's going to be in _my_ nightmares tonight. elise: yeah, i think he's going senile. Mori: *walking by, humming 'Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?'* naoya:.....*gives him a weird look* Mori: "...Oh, do remember to come to the Halloween party!" naoya: noted, sir. 7_7; Mori: "Hirotsu, I expect to see you in a costume~" hirotsu: wouldnt miss it for the world. Gin: "..." T_T higuchi:..... >->;; Mori: "Maybe Gin and Higuchi could have a 'theme outfit'?" Gin: "...Not likely, sir." Mori: "Oh, boo." higuchi: ^-^; miura: -_-; i have your costume here, sir. *it's a plague doctor costume* Mori: "Oh, thank you!" *strokes the mask* elise: creepy. Gin: *covering her mouth* "Excuse me--" *dashes* higuchi: .... elise: ?? Gin: *enters the restroom--goes to the stall* mafioso: gin? are you ok- Gin: "Fine." *shuts the door* mafioso:... Gin: *curled up, trying not to vomit...* ("He's so disgusting...and knowing what he has done...") *shudders* higuchi: gin? are you ok? Gin: "..." *opens the stall door* "..." *shakes her head* higuchi:....you want to stay at my place? Gin: "..." *nods* higuchi: ok... Gin: "..." *pulls down her mask* >~< higuchi: *pats her back* ginger ale? Gin: *nods* -elsewhere- Wes: "Looking forward to Halloween?" liz: i guess. and kid's birthday. Wes: "I finished up the gift...Just need the card." -elsewhere- louisa: *sewing costumes* Mr. Tsubaki: >3< *exits* ("Why does she need so much private time...") louisa: *getting costumes ready* -elsewhere- Vulcan: "Okay...All done!" *puts down the tools, revealing a suit of armor* "What do you think?" shinra: looks pretty badass! Vulcan: "Yep! And it's functional for Halloween. Gonna get so much candy!" yu: awesome! Akitaru: "Just remember: you're accompanying children for Halloween on behalf of the 8th, so be on your best behavior. This means you, Arthur!" Arthur: "I told you, I demand more candy from each house: it is the chivalrous thing to do. Rob from the rich to give to cavity-forming children." shinra: right. tamaki: -.-; Relan: "Almost got the costumes ready--the non-armor ones..." -elsewhere- Izuku: *holding up a replica of one of All Might's uniforms, in his size* QUQ inko: getting your costume ready, son? Izuku: *nods* "It's so cool..." -morning- Chuuya: *yawn* sonia: *drawing* Chuuya: "???" *glances* sonia: will i get to do tricker treating? Chuuya: ^^; "Yes, you will. But it's called 'Trick or Treat.'" sonia: ah. -elsewhere- yana: ok! i got the costumes ready! pushkin: *holding up a lion costume* sweet! Ivan: "??? A lion?" pushkin: kat's gonna be the tin man. Ivan: "I see..." yana: vanya, i got yours here Ivan: "Oh, thank you." ^^ zoey: i'll just...get ready now...*goes to get changed* leo:.....same here. Ivan: *looking around for FD* katya: and fedya? yana: he said he'd make his own. *shrug* Ivan: "..." *sneaks away* pushkin: ?? Ivan: *approaches FD's door--* *BANG* pushkin: O-O; Ivan: *knocked down by the opened door* X_X *A rat-masked person looks around the hallway* FD: "..." *voice muffled* "Thought I heard something..." yana: <hey boss> FD: "???" *lifts up his mask* "Oh. Hello. How are costumes coming along?" yana: got everyone situated... is the padre still being a pissass? FD: "I am afraid he will get no treats this Halloween..." katya: unless you count a crowbar to the kneecaps. FD: <Now, now--no need to be so violent...I made sure he could still walk. This time.> katya: =3= pushkin: gon? you ok? Ivan: X____X "Am I in Heaven?" katya: <you're at fyodor's feet, so i guess for you that counts> Ivan: <Then I am at peace.> =\\\\= zoey: master~ *clinging to fyodor's leg, in her costume* pushkin:.....kinda risque......she's gonna freeze to death. Ivan: “Freeze?” *now awake* "...Good." zoey: *nuzzle* FD: "..." *pet pet* Ivan: *glaaaaaare* yana: ^^; FD: "...Zoey, let's check your costume some more...privately." katya: gross. leo: .....<vanya?> Ivan: *shaking with fury* FD: *picks up Zoey* zoey: ah~ <3 FD: "And I'll even keep the mask on..." katya: <hey, you had one moment with him already, im sure it wont be the last> Ivan: TT_TT <I hope its not the last...> leo: ..... Ivan: <I'll be in my room...> FD: *closing the door* leo:..... *sighs* FD: *as he closes the door, winks at Ivan* Ivan: Q\\\\\Q katya:....<wow, that nurse is dense as hell> Ivan: <Or Master is just smart as hell...> katya: <that too...just what is he planning to use her for, i wonder?> Ivan: =\\\\= <Whatever it is, it'll be perfect...> -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looking at an outfit* "..." fuyumi: ?? Todoroki: "...Halloween is not my thing." fuyumi: ...if you want, you can stay in and watch old school horror movies. Todoroki: "..." *nods* "I would like that." fuyumi: *smiles* Todoroki: "...Maybe..." -elsewhere- Hibana: "Aren't you adorable..." hanako: *she's dressed as wonder woman* gabriella: ^^ Hibana: "My little superhero..." -elsewhere- Belkia: *has a wolfman mask on* ayami: ^^ Belkia: "Just trying out ideas..." *takes it off* "Who you going as?" ayami: im not sure yet...i wanted to match you, so... Belkia: "Hmm...We've done 'magician and assistant'...Warlock and magic ball?" -elsewhere- tsugumi: *humming* Meme: "BOO!" tsugumi: EEP! mio: *sweatdrop* Meme: "Is it scary enough?" tsugumi: way creepy! >3< -elsewhere- Giriko: "What a cutie." anna: uu! arachne: ^^ *dressed as elvira* Giriko: *stares at Arachne* "...Wow..." arachne: it's been some time since i dressed like this. Giriko: "...I missed it." arachne:....*small smile* Giriko: "Still...thinking through my outfit." *picks up Anna* -elsewhere- Kid: "Hmm...All ready." stocking: oh? Kid: "My costume." stocking: what are you going to be this year, hun? Phantom of the opera? Kid: "..." *cringes* "I'm struggling to get the mask just right...and symmetrical..." stocking: im sure we'll find a way. ^^ Kid: "...Would you be...my Christine?" stocking: of course~<3 Kid: ^\\\^ stocking: *smooch* Kid: "Mmm~" -elsewhere- Dazai: *dropping large amounts of wrapping gauze into his shopping cart* Chuuya: *walking by in a new hat* Dazai: "..." *looks up* Chuuya: "..." Dazai: "...That looks stupid." Chuuya: "You buy those because they're on sale, or because you're still clumsy?" Dazai: "..." Chuuya: "..." Dazai: "...Is this where we make out?" Chuuya: "NO!" sonia: *staaaaaaaaaaaaare* Dazai: OUO "Hello, small Sonia! Still like your teddy bear~?" sonia:....how dare you talk to me, mackerel. Dazai: "...Huh?" OuQ sonia: *clings to chuuya's leg* Chuuya: *pats her* "It's okay. We're leaving." Dazai: QWQ "...Aren't I at least a sea bass...?" sonia: .....that's too awful. Chuuya: *smirks* "For him or the sea bass?" sonia:............yes. -elsewhere- Karim: *wearing facepaint* "..." pearl: ^^; headpiece: *praying in the chapel* Burns: "..." foien: oh? we have a 4th company commander now? Karim: "Looks like it..." dia: ... Karim: "He keeps to himself so far...Can't really understand him." -elsewhere- Bakugo: "...The hell are you wearing?" eijiro: .... i lost a bet with kaminari. ^^; Bakugo: "Some bet. What would've happened if you won?" eijiro: kaminari would have worn it! Bakugo: "...You pull it off better. Goes with your hair more." eijiro: daww. ^///^ Bakugo: "...You still look ridiculous." -elsewhere- Kyoka: *eating Animal Crackers* kenji: ^^ Kyoka: "..." *offers the rabbit cookie* kenji: thanks. ^^ Kyoka: "You're welcome...Do you know the best places to go for Trick or Treating?" kenji: *nods* ranpo showed me a whole bunch of nice neighborhoods around the city! Kyoka: "Excellent. I want to get bags of candy." -elsewhere- Lucy: *sipping her milkshake* atsushi: ^^ Lucy: "You have your costume ready?" atsushi: yeah. Lucy: *nods* "I'm almost finished..." *stares at mascot on her milkshake* atsushi:....so....the halloween dance is coming up... Lucy: "...Yes, it is." .\\\. atsushi:....yyyoooou wanna go with me? Lucy: "...I've been waiting for you to ask!" atsushi: is that a yes then? OuO; Lucy: "O-Of course!" o\\\\u\\\\o atsushi: great! *smiles* Lucy: "Yeah!" *holds his hand* atsushi: ^^ -elsewhere- kuniko: how's it going, gin? Gin: "...I've been better." kuniko: sis told me you were under the weather. Gin: "...Unfortunately, yes." kuniko: that stinks. Gin: "...I appreciate your concern. And your sister's." -mori's room...- Mori: *trying on his mask* -silence- Mori: "Mmm...Would you be proud, Dad?" -…- Mori: "...It is creepy enough to suit you." -...- Mori: "...I did all you wanted, and this is where I am..." *small giggle* -...the red light can still be seen through the small closet...- Mori: "..." *sets down the mask, approaches the closet* -shizuka's head is still there, just as she was left- Mori: "...Amazing. You still look...so perfect." -silence- Mori: *smiles* "I remember the last Halloween you spent with me..." -.....- {Mori: "Which candy is your favorite?"} {shizuka: *in her little red riding hood costume, enjoying a cherry lollipop* these ones.} {Mori: "Good choice...They last quite a while, depending how long you hold them in your mouth."} {shizuka: *chuckle* well, the party went off excellently, sir.} {Mori: "Because you were so organized. You did quite well."} {shizuka:... ^///^ t-thank you sir.} {Mori: *pats her knee* "I mean it...This would not have been perfect without you."} {shizuka: *blushing* s-sir...} {Mori: "...What do you think is the allegory behind Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf?"} {shizuka: i never really thought about it. ^^; } {Mori: *puts an arm around her shoulder* "I think...it is an allegory for girls' maturation into womanhood."} {shizuka: .///.} {Mori: "She is tasked by her mother to leave on her own, entering the forest--symbolic of the world. Then she is tempted by an odd figure, hairy, with big teeth, rather grotesque--the wolf, who is symbolic of all that adulthood can offer. He is greed, gluttony, wrath--all rolled into one."} {shizuka: that sounds frightening.} {Mori: "The world is frightening...And that wolf is representative of not just greed, gluttony, and wrath...Think of his gluttony and how he wants to consume Little Red Riding Hood..." *his hand moves to her side*} {shizuka: ah... o///o} {Mori: "Gluttony, that hunger...is almost sexual..." *leans closer* "He wants to just eat her up...until she experiences what the French call...la petite mort."} {shizuka: *shivering* m-mr mori...} {Mori: "Call me...the Big Bad Wolf..."} {shizuka: *blushing, eyes wide*} {Mori: *puts his hands onto the couch, by each side of her head*} {shizuka: *shivering*} {Mori: *leans his face closer to her* "Are you...afraid?"} {shizuka: n-no....if its you...then i know im ok.} {Mori: *smiles...before he lowers the wolf mask back onto his face...his hand slides along her leg*} -...- Mori: "...Hm." -silence- Mori: "...I suppose it's hardly a 'petite' mort now......" *sigh* "That was thrilling." -...- Mori: "..." *rests his hand along the jar* -she seems at peace- Mori: "...That is good." -...- Mori: "I will let you rest..." -elsewhere- Ponera: "..." *looking at the skyline* milia: ... Ponera: "Not something I'm used to seeing..." milia: ...... Ponera: "...What do you think? Something you could get used to?" milia:....the orangey colors remind me of mommy. Ponera: "..." *pats her head* milia:.....*sniffle* Ponera: "..." *hug* -elsewhere- justin:..... {justin: *thirteen years old, standing before the dead witch, eyes wide in fear*} {Spirit: "...It-It's okay..." *pats his shoulder*} {justin: *falls to his knees, throwing up from shock*} {Spirit: "!!! Wow..." *rubs his back*} {justin: *shuddering, trying to breathe* i..i-i...i ki-...i killed her...} {Spirit: "...Yes. Because she is a witch..."} {justin:.....*staring at the soul.......swallowing it.....before collapsing from exhaustion*} {Spirit: "..." *picks him up*} -elsewhere- Yumi: *wrapping a gift* shiori: kid! Yumi: *smiles* "Shh...It's a secret, Shiori." shiori: shhh. ^^ Yumi: "Good girl..." *puts the bow on* "Hope your brother likes the gift." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *looking at the Halloween costume* "...???" louisa: all ready! mary: neato! bram: thank you. Fitzgerald: "Excellent work!" louisa: ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *nudges at his costume* louisa: *ties the little hood onto him* there you go. Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *looks in the mirror* -it's a cute hood- Mr. Tsubaki: "..." =\\\\= ("Could be worse...") -elsewhere- Relan: "You excited?" shinra: yeah, halloween, plus my birthday tomorrow. Relan: *nods* "And the festival...You deserve a good gift." shinra:....*smiles* iris: ^^ Relan: "...We'll have something good for you." -elsewhere- Poe: "D-Did you want to...dress up?" lana: i was thinking about it, but i have no idea what i would go as. Poe: "An angel?" lana:.... *smile* -elsewhere- Dazai: *eating chips* Q__Q "I'm not a mackerel..." kirako: ^^; ranpo: getting picked on by a kid, that's pretty sad. Dazai: "I know it is! So if I eat chips, I won't be a mackerel anymore! I'll be a beautiful puffer fish..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Looking forward to the party?" naho: *nods* Sakuya: "Same...I think it'll be good for Lilac, too." naho: *nods* Sakuya: "And I bet you got a cute costume picked out..." naho: *she nods* tsubaki: what did you get? naho: *holding up a costume of star from star vs the forces of evil* Sakuya: "Oh, wow--" Black Star: "IT NEEDS MORE STARS!" -elsewhere- Hyde: *staring at a lava lamp* "..." julian: *laying in bed, unwell* Hyde: "...Is it any better?" julian: *groan* romina: *concerned* Hyde: "...What is it? Do we need a doctor?" romina: hyde, ya'll know julian has these fits now and then. julian: *shivering* Hyde: "Doesn't mean it's just right..." romina: ....did ya'll wanna talk to that quack from the antique shop? Hyde: "..." *sighs* "Worth a try..." -elsewhere- Gopher: .\\\. kirika:.....hnn? what? Gopher: "...You're glowing." kirika: ?? i dont remember bathing in radioactive stuff. Gopher: "I-I mean... You're radiant. The development of womanhood is upon you." kirika: ..................its weird. Gopher: "I-I trust you will come through it perfectly. Because that's what you are--perfect." kirika: w-w-well yeah! im just badass like that! ^////^;;; Gopher: "Yes. And you're beautiful." kirika: >///3///< s-shush you! y-you wanna fuckin go?! >//////<;;; Gopher: .\\\\. "...'Go' in what way?" kirika: *pink in the face, grumbling* =///n///=' Gopher: "...S-Sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you...even though you are even more attractive blushing." -elsewhere- Sho: "...Bathe me in thy salvation. Let your flame bring me to your purpose." dahlia: *muttering prayer* Sho: "..." *looks at Dahlia* dahlia: ...it will be time soon. Sho: "..." *nods* -elsewhere- Mad!Kid: *scratching* pandora: antsy? Mad!Kid: "Always...until I can return to her..." pandora: hmm... Mad!Kid: "I want to get to her...I can feel her..." pandora: i know, child.. Mad!Kid: "...May I go to her?" pandora: soon... Mad!Kid: "How soon?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: *tucks in Sonia* sonia: zzz.... Chuuya: *smiles, strokes her head* sonia: *clutching her bear* Chuuya: "..." *kisses her forehead* -elsewhere- Vulcan: "Zzz..." karin:.....*puts a blanket over him* Vulcan: =W= "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Kid: *hug* stocking: mmmm~ Kid: *smooch* stocking: *pinning him down to the bed, smirking* Kid: "Oh~?" stocking: *kissing his neck* Kid: *moan* stocking: you like that? Kid: "A-Always..." stocking: *smirks and kisses down his neck, unbuttoning his shirt* Kid: "S-So good...So hot..." stocking: mmn~ Kid: *slides his hands along her sides* stocking: ah~ Kid: "I bet...I know what you're wearing underneath..." stocking: oh~? <3 Kid: "Those striped ones..." stocking: bingo~ *kiss* Kid: "Mmm~ What do I win...?" *his hand slides up, holding her hand* stocking: you get to help me take it off~ <3 Kid: *smirks, his legs wrapping around her* "Hold still..." *his fingers reach behind her neck, finding the zipper* stocking: ah~ Kid: *slowly, excruciatingly, pulls down the zipper, kissing her lips* stocking: *moan* Kid: *finally draws the zipper down to pull her dress to expose her shoulders...kisses them* stocking: *shudders* fuck~ Kid: "What? Are you already..." *he has slid her dress down, revealing her bra* stocking: well, i cant help that you're so good... Kid: ^\\\^ "Why, thank you..." *he kisses above her bra* stocking: *sigh* <3 Kid: *his hand holds up her lower back, as he slides the dress off of her* -elsewhere- Lucy: *reading* rowena: ?? 'jane eyre'? Lucy: *nods* "One of my favorites." rowena: how lovely. i've rather been a fan of pride and prejudice myself. Lucy: "Oh, that's a good choice!" ^^ *sighs* rowena: ^^ Lucy: "It's romantic...and well written." rowena: i sometimes dream about meeting someone like that. *sighs* u///w///u Lucy: =\\\\= "...Yeah..." *imagines Atsushi in a suit* rowena: ever read green gables? Lucy: *snaps awake* "Wh-What? ..." ._.; "...I...Huh?" -elsewhere- Akitaru: *yawns* miwa: long day? Akitaru: "Yeah...Meetings. Paperwork. Pulling the vase off Arthur's head. Having Tamaki run laps..." miwa: yikes. Akitaru: "That's a slow day, in comparison...Every brigade has its challenges, right?" miwa: yeah. even we have our share of challenges, like rationing supplies, misora spending hours on the phone with her 'manager', making sure sayu doesnt get herself hurt. Akitaru: "You ever talk to that 'manager'?" miwa: never met him. sometimes i think she just makes him up. Akitaru: "...Better than the alternative." miwa: .....she's had a lot of struggles in her life....her parents....didnt get along well. one day, she just lost control and....*sigh*....the doctors said they have no chance of recovering. Akitaru: "...That's awful." miwa: i think she developed the idol persona to cope with the trauma...she needs someone to help her, may as well be us, right? Akitaru: "You're good at that..." miwa:....*smiles* Akitaru: "Maybe do something fun for her..." -elsewhere- Gin: *curled up in a blanket* "..." higuchi: *pats her back* Gin: *small whimper* higuchi: it's ok gin, im here... Gin: "I-I know..." *holds onto her* higuchi: *hugs her* Gin: *sniff* Q__Q higuchi: *still holding her, rubbing her back* Gin: "He's..." higuchi: ?? Gin: "...insane." higuchi: ??? ryu-? Gin: "No...Mori." higuchi:....rain... Gin: "What I read...How he's acting...Rain..." higuchi: she was carrying his child....and it drove her over the edge.....s-she's dead because of him! Gin: *sobbing* higuchi: *holding her tightly* Gin: *holds onto Higuchi* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "..." sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *watches Sonia* ("She looks so much like...") -...- {Mori: "And be sure to come back to work bright and early tomorrow, Rain..."} {rain:......r-right....} {Mori: *leans down, whispers in her ear* "..."} {rain:......*eyes wide, tears falling, trembling*} {Chuuya: ???} {Mori: *holds a finger to his lips* "Shh..."} {rain:...........*walking away*} {Chuuya: "Rain?"} {rain: ....good evening mr nakahara...} {Chuuya: "Hello. How are you?"} {rain:...fine....i should probably get home...it's getting late...} {Chuuya: "...Do you need some company?"} {rain:... *faking a smile* im ok, thanks.} {Chuuya: "...Shall I walk you home?"} -...- Chuuya: "..." ("What did that bastard say to you, Rain...? I don't want him near her...") sonia: *shuffling a bit in her sleep* Chuuya: "..." *looks at Sonia* sonia: zzzz Chuuya: "..." *strokes her head* sonia:... *she seems calm* Chuuya: *smiles* -elsewhere- Dazai: *snore* kirako: zzzzz mii: .... *looking out the window* ... *a pair of eyes open in the bushes* mii: !! *opening the window to investigate* *chuckling is heard* mii: *low cat growl* *a fox pops up his head* Mr. Tsubaki: "...???" mii: *cat growls* Mr. Tsubaki: -_-; ("So much for a night out...") *blows a raspberry* mii: *growl* ???: now now, what's all this about, nyatsume? mii: ?? Mr. Tsubaki: *looks around* "???" blair: good evening. ^u^ mii: a good evening yourself, miss blair. how is miss momoe doing? blair: she's coming along well, now who's this? you're that fox who's been pestering tsubaki, correct? *claws out* Mr. Tsubaki: O____O;;; "...You know my blossom?" blair: indeed, she's a friend of mya-ine*. [*translation; mine] Mr. Tsubaki: "!!! Is she okay?! Are my subclasses?" blair: hmm? well, last i saw, she had a bunch of people living there with her and black*star. mii: ?? Mr. Tsubaki: "And them--my family--they're safe?" blair: from what i see, yes. Mr. Tsubaki: *sighs* =w= "Thank goodness...She's so good..." mii: *sweatdrop* anyway, miss blair, i have a favor to ask of you. blair: im all ears. mii: i want you to help me find a few rats... -elsewhere- FD: *sneezes* -elsewhere- Kid: =\\\\= *sighs, cuddles* stocking: *panting* amazing... Kid: "Y-Yes, you are..." stocking: i meant you~ <3 *kiss* Kid: ^\\\^ "Then we're both amazing...which makes us perfect for each other..." *rubs her hand* stocking: hehe~ Kid: "..." *holds his hand along her cheek* "...How did you get so beautiful?" stocking: *blush* Kid: "..." *kiss* stocking: mmm~ u///u Kid: *rests his hand along her side...and gives a soft pinch* stocking: ah~ Kid: "Too much?" *rubs that spot...before his hand moves up* -elsewhere- Poe: *singing quietly* lana: *relaxed* emilia: zzzz henry: i remember that. mother used to sing that for you when you were still a baby. Poe: ^^; "I'm afraid I'm not as good as Mother." henry: your girlfriend and emilia seem to like it. molly: *picks emilia up to put her to bed* Poe: "...I-I suppose there is some good left in that song." ^\\\^ henry: *smiles* Poe: "...I'm happy to see you." henry: ^^ *pats his head* you two rest up, alright? Poe: "Y-Yes...Good night." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Zzz..." naho: zzz Sakuya: *turns in bed* naho: =w= Sakuya: *hug* naho: =///w///= Sakuya: *cheek kiss* -early morning- Mr. Tsubaki: *sneaking back into the tower* *yawn* eckleburg: hmm? Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *staaaaaare* =_= eckleburg: *getting him some milk* Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *wagging his tail...licks up some* -elsewhere- Takehisa: =_= *walks to the kitchen* shinra: morning. iris: ^^ Takehisa: *grunts, pours some coffee* maki: guess what today iiiis~ Relan: "...Um...A workday?" maki: *pulls his cheeks* it's shinra's birthday! >3< shinra: yeah. iris: ^^; Takehisa: "...Yeah." Relan: o\\\\o "I-I'm still waking up! I haven't forgotten!" shinra: *smiles* i know rel. Relan: ^\\\^; Arthur: "Commence the birthday punches." *puts on a boxing glove* -elsewhere- Kid: *puts shampoo into his hands* "Ready?" shiori: uu! Kid: *gently massages the shampoo through Shiori's hair* shiori: =w= Kid: *smiles* "That's a good sister..." -elsewhere- Kyoka: "So many Halloween decorations..." atsushi: do you have your costume ready? Kyoka: *nods* "All set. You?" atsushi: *nods* Kyoka: "..." *looks around, waves for him to get closer* atsushi: ?? Kyoka: *whispers* "I heard the Chief will have a prize for best costume..." atsushi: i see. Kyoka: "I wonder what it will be. Cake?" -elsewhere- ibara: ... Denki: .\\\\. midnight: round! start! ibara:..... Denki: "Excuse me. But when this is over, how about I treat you to a meal?" ibara: ..... Denki: "You know, as an apology when I'm done defeating you in this round?" ^\\\^ ibara: ...... Denki: "...Well, better end this quickly!" *unleashes full charge* ibara: *vine shield* Denki: "Eh?" *brain burst* announcer: well, that lasted about as long as a vine! the winner is shiozaki! *The clouds separate, and light shines upon Ibara* ibara: *praying* yes, i have not wasted the opportunity bestowed upon me. ochako: woah. Izuku: o_o; "..." *starts scribbling notes* ochako: ouo; Izuku: "--and the vines' barrier mean it can redirect electricity as a conduit to prevent--" Bakugo: -_-# # # # Tokoyami: "..." *removes a fly swatter, swings it past the words coming from Izuku* announcer: up next, tenya iida VS mei hatsume! momo: *biting her thumb, nervous* Iida: -\\\\- "These...devices are more cumbersome than I anticipated..." mei: uhuhuhu~ well then, mr mecha-iida, im looking forwards to this~ midnight: isnt it illegal for hero course students to use support dept items without submitting a form? Monoma: "THEN THROW HIM OUT OF THIS ROUND, MIDNIGHT!" itsuka: *chop* down boy. Iida: "!!! B-But, teacher, Aoyama has his belt. I had not considered the purpose of completing such paperwork because...I was moved by my opponent's offer to make this a fair fight and her offer to let me use this equipment! I wanted to honor her integrity by wearing this gear!" Izuku: "...That doesn't sound like something Mei would do...Unless..." ._.; "Oh no..." midnight: very well! i shall allow it! mei: *grins and adjusts her mic* Present Mic: "...Wait just a minute..." Iida: "???" midnight: BEGIN! yuuji: i think....she- mei: *over the speakers* WHAT MAGNIFICENT SPEED, MR IIDA! Iida: "Wait--What is happening to my legs?! They feel--" mei: they feel lighter than usual, do they not? thats what you can get with my custom leg parts, designed to keep up with the wearer's speed! HOWEVER! dodging isnt a problem with- *zoop* HYDRAULIC ATTACHMENT BARS! Iida: *turns at a sharp angle--but re-balances* "AAAAAH--...Wait, what?" mei: excellent maneuvering there! all thanks to my auto balancer! yuuji:....she hacked the speakers. -spongebob french narrarator voice: 3 hours later- Izuku: =_=; "I thought it'd be only 10 minutes..." Mineta: =_=;;; "Even her hotness isn't enough to keep me awake..." mei: *stepping out of bounds* thanks for listening everyone~ ^^ midnight:....h-hatsume is....out of bounds...the round, goes to iida. Iida: "WHAT THE EVER-LOVING HECK WAS THAT?! YOU MADE ME NOTHING MORE THAN YOUR MARKETING BOY FOR THE SAKE OF MASS CONSUMERISM?!!!!" mei:... soooowwy~ Izuku: "...I saw this coming a long time ago..." *writes down notes* momo: D8> All Might: ._.; "...That's one way to do a sales pitch. The businesses look impressed...' jirou: she took so long, we might only get a few more matches in today... Mineta: "Please let the next one be hot!" midnight: up next, aoyama vs ashido! mina: *grins* hehe~ Mineta: "WOOOOOO!!!" jirou: KICK HIS ASS MINA! Aoyama: "My apologies, mademoiselle--I will try to make this as painless as possible." mina: bring it! Aoyama: *laser blast* mina: *dodging* Ojiro: "Who you betting on, Midoriya?" Izuku: "Well, Mina's ooze is effective, yet she will need objects to block Aoyama's lasers--and there are none out there. This'll be about time: who can win first, the ooze or the laser?" Mineta: "LASER! LASER! LA--" Ojiro: *wraps his tail around Mineta--and flings him to the back of the stands* jirou: thank you. Ojiro: "Of course." mina: *grins* just a lil more now.. Aoyama: *pant pant...* *stomach gurgle* @~@ "My tummy..." mina: now! *slimes the belt* Aoyama: *gasp* "Ma ceinture!" *woosh* Aoyama: .\\\\. Izuku: o_o; tamaki:...are those...unicorns? Ojiro: o_o;;; jirou:...ive gone blind. Arthur: "..." *loud laughing* pony:........... *scarred for life* Mineta: "KILL ME NOW! THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANTED! I WANTED TO SEE MINA'S--" Ojiro: "..." *tosses Mineta again* mina: *EPIC UPPERCUT* Aoyama: "Ooooooooooh~" *KO'ed* XWX midnight: KNOCK OUT! ASHIDO ADVANCES! jirou: YYEEEEEAH! WAY TO GO!! Izuku: "..." *scribbling* "Mina did all of that with speed and strength...No wonder she has advanced so far despite having a long-range and destructive weapon that she has to control at all times lest she--" ochako:....*heading to the prep room* .... Izuku: *mutter mutter scribble* Todoroki: "..." -elsewhere- yana: *watching the screens at momo vs tokoyami* .... FD: "Their abilities?" yana: yaoyorozu's has a lot of potential, but from the notes, time is a requirement for larger items. and tokoyami's is similar to akutagawa's. FD: "...Hmm...Useful." -inside the prep room- ochako: .... Iida: *opens the door* "Lousy stupid pain in the--...Oh, Uraraka. Hello. How are you--" o_o; ochako: *intense face* hey iida! Iida: "...You look...passionate." ochako: eh? i guess im a bit nervous! ^^; Iida: "Yes...Given how explosive Bakugo is in both ability and personality, this will be a challenging battle." ochako: yeah, thought it might be a while before i face him, since your battle took a long time. ^^; Iida: *super-depressed face* TT~TT ochako: ^^; yeah, i think due to time constraints, eijiro and tetsutetsu's match will be the last one shown today...which gives me more time to train for my match with bakugou. Iida: "Then perhaps there are ways for you to prepare. Maybe--" *door slams open--smashing into Iida* ochako: O-O; Izuku: *panting* "O-Ochaco! I had an idea! Why don't you-- ...Why are there smashed glasses on the floor?" ochako: *points to iida* Iida: TT~TT "Today...hates me..." mina: hey mecha-iida, momo said she wanted to talk to you about something. probably the halloween dance tomorrow~ ochako: OH CRAP I FORGOT! Izuku: D: "I-I'm so sorry!" *turns to Ochaco* "Please, take my notes on our classmates--" *turns back to Iida* "Really! I'll get you to the nurse--" *back to Ochaco* "They can be super-effective in anticipating his strategies and weaknesses--" Iida: "...One, what? Two, am I still pretty?" Izuku: o___o; ("...There's too much going on...") -later- ochako: ....*sigh* (thinking: i appreciate the strategy offer, deku...but if i want to win, i have to rely on my own strength...) Todoroki: "Ochaco?" ochako: MEEP! oh! todoroki! you startled me! Todoroki: "...Sorry. I get that a lot." ochako: i-it's fine. ^^; Todoroki: "...Surprising battles today." ochako: yeah, looks like they ran out of time today, so my match with bakugou had to be postponed for a little later on. Todoroki: "...My...behavior in the competition did not help." ochako: .....but on the bright side, the arena's all fixed up now! Todoroki: "Yes..." ochako: *smiles* Todoroki: "...What are you doing tomorrow?" ochako: tomorrow? well, i know the dance is tomorrow night, but i dont have a date or anything like that. Todoroki: "I...had thought..." ochako: hmm? Todoroki: "...I was not intending to go to the dance." ochako: oh? Todoroki: "...My sister and I were going to stay in." ochako: oh. well, i would have liked for you to enjoy the dance. they even have a haunted maze! Todoroki: "...I could ask my sister whether we could watch horror movies another night..." ochako: there's always the day after tomorrow, if you arent trick or treating! Todoroki: "...Then...I guess I will see you at the dance." ochako: awesome! -elsewhere- itsuka: hmm? katsuki? you're sweating. Bakugo: >\\\\< "Wi-Will y-y-you..." itsuka: are you asking me to the dance? if so, sure. ^^ Bakugo: "...THANK YOU BUT I WANTED TO BE THE ONE TO ASK, DANG IT!" itsuka: ^///^ Monoma: *hiding in the bushes, chewing into a rag* ("GODDAMN IT TO HELL!") pony: *pap pap* Monoma: "...Why are you in the bushes?" pony: tetsutetsu told me he was worried 'bout you. {tetsutetsu: right now, he need someone to try to reach out and give him the help he needs, that'd be the manly thing to do!} Monoma: "...Oh. Well, pass along my thanks. I have to go copy Bakugo's Quirk and blow him up now--" pony: *draggin him off* Monoma: "Unhand me!" -elsewhere- Yohei: "All set for Trick or Treaters?" chie: yep! and toru has his lil costume all set up! Yohei: "Really? Let's see it..." toru: *dressed in a pumpkin suit* buu! Yohei: "Hee hee...Really Halloween-y." *pats Toru's head* toru: ^u^ chie: i even got a new sweater to wear. *pulling out an orange sweater with a festive pumpkin on it* Yohei: "That's fashionable--and adorable, too." -elsewhere- Meme: "Halloween, Halloween..." ao: it's a shame i wont get to be at the dance tomorrow. mom asked me to help with the 100 ghost stories event at the shrine. tsugumi: sound pretty cool, aochi! ao: ^^ Meme: "How long the stories going to be? Maybe we can stop by after the dance?" -elsewhere- Gin: *sighs* naoya: long night? Gin: "Very..." naoya: jeez...want to go for a ride? clear your head up? Gin: "...Yes, please." naoya: alright. -and so- naoya: *driving through the city* Gin: *holding on* naoya: i know a good place to get a nice view of the city. old paper mill. Gin: "Okay. Sounds good." -and so- naoya: *taking a short draw from her cig* nice view, right kiddo? Gin: "Indeed...Can see the Jack O'Lanterns..." naoya:....you and your bro ever been trick or treating? Gin: "...No." naoya: ah. what _did_ you guys do? Gin: "Keep warm. Try not to starve." naoya:...shit, sorry. Gin: "It is the past, not you." naoya: *nods*.....*takes another drag* i still think about that diary i found....there was some fucked up shit in those notes... Gin: "Please, don't..." naoya:....*pats her back* it's ok kiddo. Gin: "...Certainly not fair." naoya:...we see a lot of fucked up shit as mafia... Gin: "...To a secretary?" naoya:....*sigh* shizuka was a good person, if a bit naive. if she were still here, she'd be the same age as me. Gin: "...That's a little disturbing to think of it like that..." naoya:.... *sigh* i think there's something wrong in his head to make him this way. Gin: "...And when he runs an entire Mafia...but is not 'right in the head'..." naoya: ...from what hirotsu told me, the old boss apparently was even worse... Gin: "...Hmm." naoya:....*stares up at a commercial jet flying overhead* .....you hear that the coffee barn has teas now? Gin: "...No, I had not." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "..." *sips* rashomon: ?? Akutagawa: "...What is even the point of this holiday?" rashomon: *acknowledging growl* Akutagawa: "Hmph. ...Don't even like some candies..." -elsewhere- Relan: *wrapping a gift* iris: wrapping up christmas gifts already? Relan: ^^; "Something I'm saving..." iris: ah. Relan: "After lapsing on Shinra's birthday this morning..." -early morning- Kid: *humming* stocking: hey kid? could you help me out with my dress? Kid: "I'd be happy to..." stocking: *she's putting on her dress, but is having trouble with the zipper....?* Kid: "Allow me..." *takes the zipper* stocking: *smiles* Kid: *carefully zips it up* "...Was it truly a problem for you?" stocking: hmmmm nah~ Kid: "You sneaky angel..." *cheek smooch* stocking: hehe~<3 Kid: "It looks great." stocking: thank you~ Kid: "You looking forward to today?" stocking: *she nods* Kid: "So am I..." *smooch* stocking: mm~ Kid: *smiles* "Shall we begin?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: "...Are you okay with me postponing horror movie night?" fuyumi: did something happen? Todoroki: "I... reconsidered about going to the dance." fuyumi: oh? Todoroki: "...I will be attending." fuyumi: *smiles* well you have fun. do you have a costume? Todoroki: "..." ._.;;;;; "...I had not thought of that." -elsewhere-