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||An Officer's Corruption part Thirty-five||

Hello there dears, Peahen mom here but it's time to add another part to the Officer's Corruption series. <3 I was trying to think on this one but I hope you like it.

If you wish to see how or where everything is going, you can follow up on the chapters down below.

||Chapters so far|| 1-30|| ((Click here))

||OVA Chapters 1-7|| ((Written by my amazing friend demon mun and me)) (Click here))

Part Thirty one

Part Thirty two

Part Thirty Three

Part Thirty Four

((Your reading Thirty five))

||Drabble Summary||

As the evening, Some events were happening this night and it seems one between Tae and Chuuya. With more information coming along, will Tae get the info she needs to figure this out? And what of the others during this night? Read to find out.

||Warning||

~Strong heavy NSFW is present in this

~Friends with Benefit is present in this

~Mature and Dark Themes

~Dom/Sub behavior is present in this

~blood warning is present

~drug use is present in this

||Guests in Drabble||

Rave"Oblivion" Daitengu, Fin Reer, and anyone else mention belongs to my amazing Rp partner @demon-blood-youths While Matt Knack with his Lovely Horrors belong to the sideblog @lovelyxhorrors that is run by demon mun.

Luna so-yeon koboyashi, Yuuka Nakano and others mentioned are my OC's and belong to me. While Chuuya Nakahara, Ryuunosuke and Gin Akutagawa from BSD series are mentioned in this but are rped by me as my muses.

Daichi Pheon-X comes from a side blog @chunibyo-x-sorcerer that belong to my beloved amazing friend @demon-blood-youths

Yuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro is from the anime serious Jujutsu Kaisen

((Note: Their will be grammar mistakes and errors in this drabble as others have this warning. But like I state before, this is written for fun. So I hope you like it and my friend too. I hope you Enjoy.))

---- Northern State Penitentiary/Private Meeting Room -----

The light chat between Oblivion and Chuuya was a silent one and yet, he was also given some new information that would help her in the long run. Judging by his answers, they did seem close to what she thought.

"So can you tell me about the three people yous saw?" Tae asked waiting for him to answer while he sighed to look at the table with his hands closed together.

"As I remember it was three people. Two male and one female. A male with dark brown hair, blue eyes, but his appearance looked fit but..unhuman like for a guy like him. The second male has black hair, red eyes but he seems too pretty to even be human. So maybe unhuman I guess.." He said seeing her writing this down. "And the female was shorter of the two, long green hair but has dark brown eyes. She seems pretty well known for the weapons she used to fight." he said.

"....Hmmm, I have a feeling that they were sneaking off some drugs and other things. I guess they were rival gang against the port mafia or some shit." he said but Tae blinks.

"What do you mean?"

"..It's just a thought or theory. I figure those three hated that maybe the port mafia wouldn't allow us to work together to sell off their products being what you know so far as their drugs from the black market.

"The black market?"

"Yeah. I figure given the items she left as a trail took us to it, our boss told us to trace it down while being sure we caught them red headed. That or them pretending to wanna make a deal business." he sighed.

She writes this down as well looking unsure about this now. If they were the main reason this happened. Could it be that this was due to a failed business deal?

"However, I can tell you this: the chemical drugs were rather rare. Given they were from the black market it only works depending on the type of gift that one has or quirk I guess. Maybe these chemical weapons or drugs worked unless tested with someone that can withstand them." Chuya explains while Tae looked confused.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, some weapons need some sort of trigger to work right? Maybe those assholes needed a test subject to see how it effects someone with a quirk they needed. Maybe they read up her info seeing she had a poison type quirk to boost the power of the weapons? Maybe they were planning on using her to use those weapons?"

".........."

"Soooo maybe whoever heard about this wanted to spread the drug around in order to make it a stronger dose. Maybe they wanted her to use her quirk to make the weapons dangerous. Everyone knows not all poisons are safe and hers were pretty dangerous. I never expected her poison to be that dangerous for anyone." Chuya said but Tae got worried about Yuuka.

"Can you explain when you found out about the location? Do you remember anything they could have left when they ditched?" she asked.

"...Nothing much. All I know a big fight happened, a explosion, the area was covered in a purple mist given it was from that woman. Or it could be the same one that got away during the fight. I hear after the police caught us and thought WE were the ones that did it but the real ones ran off to get away." Chuya said and yet, this got the other quiet.

"....I see........And I guess after, you didn't know where those three ran off after?" Tae asked.

".....No. I only had a thought or the siblings say they might have ran away to the north to hide. The police must still be looking for them. Though, all I can say is look for a trail."

"..And that trail is?" she asked.

".....A trail leaving white footprints. I remember one of our products were something of a white type of mixing agent. Maybe that should help with something you are looking for?" he said simply. Tae was quiet but thinks.

'A trail of white footprints? Did he mean from them leaving a trail of some kind to find them? Did they leave some DNA trail?' she thought.

"Uhhhhhh..."

"And the mixing agent? That's something you guys really sell?"

"Yep. As I said, Port Mafia is not into drugs and some shit. We are not into that stuff. Now other gangs and other people, now they would be even when it comes to try selling a dangerous black market drug for billions and billions of dollars to get rich. Or maybe they were making it and testing it on that Yuu girl to see the results. Maybe they got them and wanted to enhance it more and more. Anymore and she might end up being dead." he said.

Tae's eyes slightly widen hearing that but her hand closed into a fist to grip the pin. She didn't want anything like that to get into the wrong hands. However, this was very concerning.

"However, given of the drugs. If one wanted to use that against someone, they would mold them into someone that can't be saved. They'll end up forgetting who they are if it's that bad.....but it's a theory."

"......"

~~~~~~Meanwhile in Area D~~~~~~~

"St..stop...stop stop sto..ahhhhh.....e..enough.." Gin smiled looking at Jason to see him bucking into her while feeling how wet she felt inside. She's been teasing and teasing him non stop that he growls claws the wall while she had him under her touches. Such a precious puppy he was and yet it already got her wet.

"Heh, good boy....very good boy. Just relax. I said I was going to move for you. You just gotta lay there and enjoy it......" she coos to slowly bucking her hips down as she started speeding up. He gasped feeling his own cock hard from the soft yet light touches of her fingers to the tightness inside. He moans throwing his head back but she held the leash she made with his belt to be sure he keeps still.

"Haaaa st..stop..p..please..please...I..I can't.."

"Ohh yes you can. You are so aroused right now. Hard and throbbing inside of me just to get some relief. But thanks to you, I've gotten excited myself. Can't you feel how wet and tight I am? How aroused you made me thanks to you. Don't it feel good? Do you like it? Or are you trying to fight off how good it feels inside of me."

He could smell the sweet toxic scent lingering from her but he was panting feeling so close that she even smiled to carefully make him sit up to look down at him. Still moving her hips up and down while panting against his lips. He looked so dazed right now while she was bucking her hips faster.

"Haaaa...hhaaaaaa..."

"So cute....you are so cute. Don't try to fight it. Don't try to ignore this feeling, this heat..this wetness. You love it so much your throbbing inside of me..." she whispered against his lips almost close to kiss him but he takes in more of her sweet scent, feeling more aroused that she feels him twitching. He wanted to touch her, hold her, do something!

This was punishment to him that he was able to kiss her neck that she gently push him back on his back while kissing his lips. He shook from the softness of her lips that she was making out with him. Her body pressed up against his own while they make out.

When the kiss was broken, she smiled looking at his dazed expression to tease. "Want relief now? I wanna see your expressions as I'm riding you..would you like that my puppy?" she purrs that he gulps feeling aroused again.

"Haa..Y...Yes..Yes fuck..I..I want.."

"What? What do you want?" she asked looking at him.

"...You know what I..I want! Damn it, don't tease me please!" He said that she only smiled to look right at him. So cute, already slowing her hips down with a lick of her own. Gin made him back up against the wall but he was about to touch her that she grabs his wrist to stop him.

"Ah ah ah....keep your arms down and no touching. Just sit right there and enjoy." she teased that he shook again. That dominating voice was a lot but he only sees her adjusting herself starting once more but harder. He gasped clawing the wall as she threw her head back moaning out while holding the leash in one hand.

"Ohhh fuck such a good puppy....you feel so good..." she panted bouncing on him as she tightens around him once more.

He moans softly feeling her bouncing onto his lap that she was shivering moving her hips faster and harder. Her sweet moans slip past her kissable lips while enjoying this feeling. However, she pushes her hips down more that she fully sat on him. Both him and her moan together as he feels her pressed her chest against his own while panting against his lips.

"Haaa...P..Puppy....puppy..."

She was a tight one alright but this made him grit his teeth as she was having her hands resting on either side of his head on the wall. She was looking down at him seeing her hair covering her shoulders and over her back.

"T..tight.w...why are you s..so tight?" he groans but she chuckled breathless to smile.

"Because you got your first taste.....but I still said I was going to savor this......" The light claps of skin heard as he groans shuddering to feel her moving. Her chest moving each time she bounces up and down taking him deeper and deeper inside. It felt hot, tight, wet, and really good that his own primal instincts were telling him to breed her right now. However, hearing her soft moans as she bounces on his lap tells him he had to be a good boy or she would punish him for it.

"Haaaa....hhaaaaa......"

"S..see? F..feels good right? Your such a good doggy aren't you?" she panted bouncing on his lap as Jason moans leaning his head back. Even if he wanted to touch her she give him a look to keep him where he was.

"F..fuck..ahhh....s.....mmmmm!!....mmmmmmm...." as he was savoring this feeling, Gin smiled leaning over him as she keeps bouncing her hips up and down taking him in deeply inside. It fit just right to fill her up but she wonders how long he would hold on before begging to breed her? Only time will tell and this night was a long one. She wouldn't mind that.

"Good boy, just savor it a little longer and if your good..I'll let you go wild.."

~~~~~In Area E~~~~~~~

He was not expecting himself to be trapped like this, under the hungry eyes of a killer. The sound of squeaking from the bed to the loud clapping skin noises leads to a wild night indeed.

Ryunosuke was biting into his bottom lip with his red eyes glowing with his hair covering some of his face. He was being roughly pounded by the officer who was snapping his hips upward while Ryu was leaning back being taken like this.

"MFFMMM!!"

"Heh, who would have guess hhaaa that a naughty little hellhound like you could be such a dirty little thing? Your already so wet and you haven't stopped cumming since I started." Matt panted against his neck already coated in bites from him. Some of his blood shows on Matt's lips and chin before forcing Ryu's hips to slam down taking it even more.

"MMMMMMM!!"

"What's wrong hellhound? Wanna speak?" He asked even pulling his head back hoping to make him release his lips to speak. However, Ryu just keeps being forced to bounce that his own hips was moving on their own. Damn this officer, even if he was so rough with him..it felt way too good to stop! He was hitting his right spots just right and it felt so different.

With a muffled whimper, Ryu then felt Matt force him on his knees on the bed and grips his waist. He slams forward again to make Ryu scream out clawing the sheets this time.

"Ohhhh F..fuck!!"

"There we go. I knew it must feel good if your moaning like this for me." he teased ramming into him quickly that Ryu was gasping out rapidly taking it.

'H..He's crazy! How in the fucking w..world ooooo can he be t..this good in bed!?' he screams in his mind, moaning in a dazed while doing so. 'And yet.....my body..my body won't listen to me! It's just letting him do what he wants t...to me. This damn officer has to be mmmmmm...ooohhhh f..fuck messing with me!!'

Even with Matt ramming into him, he could hear the wet claps of skin to the feeling of some of his cum dribbling out. He didn't care and yet, his own heated desire was burning wanting to mate with Ryu over and over again.

As Ryu tries to move he yelps being pulled back closer that Matt lays on his back pinning his hands down with his own. "Oh no you don't. Your not running away. You're going to be good..and take every bit. Your not getting out of this yet.." he growls against his neck that Ryu shudders drooling from the heat as he was being taken.

"Ahhhh..ahhhhh...p..Please..f..fuck s..slow nuggghhh down..please slow down! I..I can't.." he tries to speak but Matt only bit into his shoulder making Ryu moan again before he tightens up around him hearing a primal growl from Matt. Letting his shoulder go, he laps his tongue at the bite mark while thrusting.

"Haaaaa......I'm not...mmmm..slowing down. As I said, we are in for a long night. I intend to breed you till you are mine. Getting the drunk taste of a true heated breeding."

"B..but...but..."

"No buts." He warns gripping his hips to grind against him, hearing Ryunosuke moaning worse in a slutty tone that he feels him turn his head kissing him deeply. He could taste the copper in his mouth but feels the fingers brush his skin when doing so. He even twitched feeling some pre-cum leaking from the tip to the bed. After a bit, both break the kiss seeing their lips touching panting heavily in heat.

"I'm going to make you beg."

He snaps his hips hearing Ryu gasp. "W..wai.....mmmmmm!!"

"Moan...."

He started moving again deeply and hard, getting moans as he said this. "Mmmmmmm.....ssssssss...."

"And scream.." He smacks his ass hearing a louder moan like scream from Ryu who shakes again. "AHH!!!!"

"For me...as I make you mine. You got a chance to play...so now I'm going to have fun breaking you." He growls to grip some of his hair that he begins pounding once more hearing Ryu screaming out drooling.

"Ahhhhhh f...fuck!!! Haaaaaaa......" Matt panted still moving but he wanted to hear more. See more of the hellhound and his aroused state. He was going to enjoy this as much as he could while wanting to hear him beg.

~~~~~Meanwhile at lycan Harlem prison~~~~~~~

"Wait, what happened?" Jaron was shocked hearing this but he was not expecting her to say that. Given the fact that he heard that she was saying that. It seems that Melinda was telling him what she reported before Fin went to do something important. Regarding what happened after sending the inmate to his cell. Even Ahmed was checking on someone being it just them.

"Hold on, you mean to tell me you found a inmate in the air vent spying on you?" Jaron asked to see her nod.

"Yes. I was just done taking a shower and was about to get dressed when I heard heavy breathing. So I knocked out whatever was in there and checked it out. Seeing that it was indeed an inmate in the air vent. I get the feeling some of them are able to travel through them from their cells." she said but Jaron was silent.

"I....freaking jerks. I knew the inmates were stupid but seems not all of them are. And..it's no help with what Fin told us might happen later on." He said sighing.

"I don't know I guess some of them are more dangerous than we thought. And now the whole prison is under some sort of lock down watch.." she looks down at the table but Jaron was looking to her worried.

"I know from what he said. Most of the female officers were already on break from this but Melinda, are you sure you don't want to-"

"I'm not leaving just because of the Weres in this prison are....t..that. Besides, I want to help given the fact what might happen." she knew the risks and Jaron did too but he didn't want any of them trying to harm or worse..claim Melinda as their own.

"Then...If you are serious about it Melinda then I'll be sure we can watch each other's back. We don't know what might happen given the following days. I don't want any of them trying to harm you.." he said holding her hand but she looks to that then at him. A worried look was seen in his eyes but she only looks away to sigh.

"I know and given how some are...its a bit more risky. You did see that when were trying to return to our posts but Fin told everyone to stay on guard in case." she said.

"I know that much.."

"But..it leaves me worried about one thing." she said to look ahead then at Jaron. "I know you have some jackal blood in you. Wouldn't that mean you-"

"N..No. I don't usually get like that.....or it never got that bad. So I should be fine even so." he said looking to her. "Besides, I'm not like that as some of these jerks. I have control.." he said.

"...I see....at least I know you are strong Jaron but can't blame me for being worried about you." she mutters only to lift his hand up and held it against her cheek. "Besides, I don't want anything bad happening to you." she said even kissing the palm of his hand.

This made him quiet but he tried not to blush from that then looks to the side. Melinda was too innocent in a way even if he wished to prove she was his. He would to these jerks she was not up for grabs. She was his.

"Right...I know that but that goes for me too with you Melinda. So, I guess we should be alright for now...lets just focus on what we need to do...." he said.

"That works...though, do you think Fin and Ahmed will be alright? "she asked as they stood up to head to their posts. Jaron said nothing walking with her but as he passes a cell, a inmate watches her as he was growling. Jaron heard to glare at him as a warning to back off. Seeing that dark anger in his eyes made the other back off.

Melinda noticed seeing him look. "You okay Jaron?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm alright Melinda. And to answer you..I'm sure Fin and Ahmed is alright. Their strong guys so It should be alright." he said as they walked but in his own thoughts he was worried.

'Knowing how they are strong..even they have a weak spot. I know I do too when it comes to melinda. I wonder if they knew about that and these guys. No matter..I'll have to stay close to Melinda to insure none of these assholes touch her....' he thought walking.

However, within the other side, Fin was trying to deal with it. He was tied down but Winter was making out with him while keeping him still. She already saw him holding her hand while kissing her but she had him inside while slowly moving her hips hearing his deep growls within his throat. She was way too soft but she smelled really nice. Both him and her were still making out with one another before she breaks it giggling.

"What's wrong? Does my ice wolf love getting kisses?" she teased hearing his growling.

"Stop making fun of me Winter. You are not fixing anything but making it worse for me!"

"How am I making it worse? You said to fix it so I'm trying to fix it. Besides, it's not my fault your so aroused right now. It's practically throbbing inside of me while you feel yourself deep inside. Maybe you need to learn to behave like a good boy."

"Grrrrrr..."

"Besides, I love being able to finally tease you like this. Knowing you..I bet you want it just as bad as me right?" she teased to look at him while touching him. One hand resting on his lower stomach then moves up to feel the pounding of his heart. He looks away only for Winter to lean up kissing his lips softly.

"I..st..stand by what I've s..said..f..fix it O..or else-"

"Or else..what?" she asked to start grinding against his body to let him feel her, she still keeps moving slowly to let him savor the feeling of being inside of her. She seriously was aroused as he was but he was seeing that she was savoring this for as long as she could. "Besides, I think I'm not the only one who is falling too..I wonder if your partner is having the same issue." she teased making Fin wonder.

"W..what-"

"I found out one of my fallen sisters is in this prison. You were so mean to keep her away from me...but I know she has good company right now...given the fact she is...'helping out.' she said to think but for a quick glance in the dark of another cell, you couldn't see but just a bit.

From inside, someone was sitting on someone's lap making out with them but the two breaks the kiss panting heavily against each other's lips before the other being Summer moves to kiss on the other who was Ahmed that held her close while being bitten again by her. She was grinding against his body hard wanting some relief but he was shaking as he was clawing her prison outfit to tear it. Even if she moves her head she shows canine teeth before kissing him deeply hungry for him.

Fin blinks but he glares only to twitch feeling Winter keep him down. "The hell did she do to Ahmed?"

"Nothing to harm him..just tease him till he breaks. You weres all have a breaking point. I know you do..just like aching to have someone to breed for hours on in till you fill them up.....telling me..." she speaks in his ear softly to say, 'You wanna breed me hard..don't you officer Reed?' she whispered that he said nothing.

"That's..that's not-"

"Not true? You know lying is bad Fin.....or...maybe you don't want relief then?" she said even to slowly stop her movements and sat there on his lap up looking at him. Fin looks at her quickly but he only glares seeing her smile.

"The hell are you-" Right away, she grabs him to hold him close while tightening around him while looking right into his eyes. "?!?"

"Since you wanna lie..I'll punish you for it...." she slowly lowers to gently leave kisses to his chest as Fin tenses trying to move but she lets him move one hand to feel in between. She had sat up slightly enough to feel him pull out. Right away, he felt her wet as well. It was dripping over his fingers as she shivers from the touch.

"......."

"See? I'm affected as well thanks to you. And you tell me this is not the truth....even now your aching for pleasure....so maybe I should help you out or give you want you are craving right? Don't you want that?" she asked. "I can make you feel good..I can give you what you ache for officer Reer. All I ask..is for you to submit to me.." she said looking at him.

"Y..You.." That's when she sits back down fully on him, hearing a hiss of pleasure from Fin but she didn't move. She sat there. He opens his eyes to glare into her own glowing lustful eyes too. Beautiful but deadly.

"M..Move.."

"No....remember what I said? You have to behave like a good boy..or I won't move.....You wont' get relief like you want if you misbehave my dear. Besides, I could leave you like this and pleasure myself for you to watch. You won't get to touch or taste what your missing." hse teased looking at him.

"Besides.....I want it badly too. I want us to go crazy like wild animals this night..but...with you being so bad..I will have to make you savor it like this till you do.." she said for Fin to say nothing but he felt her tightening again shuddering again.

"Now I'll ask again...will you behave....or misbehave. The choice is yours warden." she said looking at him as she was grinding into his lap to let him pick. Again she moves her hips making him claw the floor but she felt so damn good! What would his choice be? Misbehave or behave?

~~~~~~Prison T/Lower cells~~~~~~

'W..what am I g..gonna do? I shouldn't...b.but no matter what I do I..I'm feeling..s..so hot. My body won't stop....I shouldn't even be seeing this......and yet..' Jinx had her eyes half way open but she already came twice feeling her fingers twitching as they were thrusting into her. 'It feels too good to stop. I can hear it but I have to be quiet or t....they will..' as she thinks this, she tenses hearing a sudden moan to look again.

~~~~~~~~~

"Come on Megumi, you gotta move your hips. We have to make sure Kisho feels good too. Your getting double the pleasure. We can't leave him out of this you know." Yuji teased slamming into Megumi who was moaning out arching his back. Why did he have to feel this good being rewarded like this?! It made his mind fuzzy but was panting trying to behave.

"B..but I-"

"What did I say about you lying to me Megumi. You love this feeling..this heat. I mean look at how dazed Kisho is..isn't he cute?" He made sure Megumi opens his eyes to look seeing Kisho's expression. He was really out of it, boucing on his lap wanting more. It already felt too good and he was growing hungry for more.

"See? He's lost to the pleasure..just like you. It would be sad if he didn't get it right?" he said even pulling his nipples making Kisho cry out tightening around Megumi who grunts. He was tightening around him again! It's like a inner flame growing hotter and hotter. He didn't say anything feeling this only for Yuji to smile to sigh.

"Though..if you wanna not be honest.." That's when he suddenly slams into him deep but stops moving to let him savor the feeling. Megumi winces feeling this but Kisho gasped whimpering.

"n..No no no no please..d..don't stop..don't stop I n..need it. I need you, Fushiguro-sama...." he was begging for it now even if Megumi was shaking.

"See? He's begging for you to give it to him. I would do the same for you too Megumi but you have to be honest.." he said caressing his thighs now to look at him.

"I......" right away, he shivers feeling Kisho tightening around him but Yuji pulls him back against his chest to make Megumi look at him. "Kisho...Maybe we need to make him be more honest.......why not do that?" he asked but Kisho only shook to look.

"B..but he..." that's when he feels Yuji deeply kiss him to show Megumi what he's missing. He made sure he saw this; a heated slow kiss with his hand holding his cheek. Megumi gulps seeing how primal Yuji was. His eyes glowing half way open as he kisses Kisho. As for him, his eyes were half way glowing as well shaking as he was held against him.

"............"

In a moment, Yuji's eye looks right at Megumi who tenses shaking. That hungry look in his eyes was dangerous that he breaks it hearing Kisho panting softly whining. Before long, Kisho begins moving on his own having his back pressed up against Yuji's chest as he moans moving himself. His dark brown hared bangs covered his eyes as he drools moaning out loudly in the cell for Megumi to watch him.

"Heh, See? He's aching so much..heated and hungry for pleasure..he's craving it so badly he's moving on his own Megumi..can't you see? Why not tell him Kisho? How hungry are you right now?" he asked as a order.

"Haaaaa...hhhaaaa..h..hungry..I w..want Fushiguro-sama t..to claim me h..harder t..than this..I w..want it..I want to be dominated by him a..and you...Please don't l..leave me like this.." he panted still moving his hips slowly but Megumi moans leaning his head back feeling this. Kisho took the time to see this that Yuji lets him go and lets him lean over Megumi to hold his hands as he was moving.

"B..besides..d..don't you f..feel good too Fushiguro-sama? I wanna feel good..I wanna make you feel g..good.." He whispered only to kiss his neck while laying on top of him. However, Yuji had a idea to slowly pull KIsho's hips up to pull out.

"H..Huh? W..what are y-" Right away, Kisho's eyes widen screaming out as Yuji slams into him suddenly. Megumi feels Kisho shaking but he was drooling twitching on top.

"Maybe you need to be proven you want it...so maybe Kisho should tell you what your missing." he said starting to pound into him as Kisho moans out holding onto Megumi while gripping some of his hair.

~~~~~~~~~~~

'H..He's pounding into him again...how much stamina does this tiger have!?' Jinx said shaking but she was biting on her shirt trying to quiet her moans and this only made her wetter now thrusting her fingers in deeper.

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"Ahhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhh!!!! F..fuckkkkkk!!! Itadori s..sama!!!"

"Tell him Kisho..Tell him how good it feels!" he said but Megumi shook feeling him pounding away.

"Ahhhhh I..It feels good!!! He's pounding the daylights out of m..m.m.me! I c..can't t..think straight...I can't even st..stop him. His thrusts a..are too p..powerful! Ohhhh f..fuck m..me h..he's...mmmmnnnggg!!!"

"That's it..keep going..." Yuji whispered while Kisho was shaking.

"H..He's s....so hhaaaa r....rough...s.so very rough my body i..is so w..weak...begging for more. It's like he's going to break me!!! I'm gonna b..break!! I'm gonna break!!!!" he moans out with tongue hanging out just a bit, drooling as he was moaning for him and Megumi to hear. Megumi was aroused again seeing this but he whines wanting to do this. He wanted to make Kisho feel good too. Yuji noticed to chuckle darkly.

"Haaa see Megumi? He feels so good..tight and hot at the same time...don't you wanna see more of this? Hear and feel more....he's only getting better each time I thrust into him." he said growling while Kisho kept taking the thrusts to make Megumi grip the sheets.

"Besides, he loves being rough..don't you Kisho??"

"Y..Yesssss oh god yes I love w..when your r..rough with me..p..please I want more! I need more!! I want y..you..I..I want Fushiguro-s..sama too!!!" he begs for him to let Megumi listen to each word.

"Then ask.."

"I...hhaaaa p..please...Fushiguro-sam....a....m..make me yours t..too..make me yours....." he begs about to kiss him till he threw his head back screaming out.

"Hey, I'm pleasuring you too remember? don't forget about me.." he said as Kisho screams out feeling the tight hold from Yuji.

"F..fuck S...sorry Itadori-sama!"

"Good boy..now keep screaming!" he orders as Kisho moans loving it.

"Haaaa Y....y..yes!!!!! Yes yes yes yes!! R..right there!! RIGHT THERE!!" he moans gripping the sheets beside Megumi's head as he was taking Yuji's thrusts. He shook wanting to have him but Yuji only keeps pounding into him till he pulls him up by the arms slamming up.

"Ahhhhhh...ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

"Good little phoenix..good grrrrr fuck so good...." He growls as Kisho drools loving it. However, Yuji looks to Megumi who whines wanting in. He even spread his legs wanting Yuji back inside.

"I....shit.."

"Now do you wanna be good?" he teased Megumi but he only looked flushed spreading himself. He wanted it while stroking himself.

"Y...Yes...yes I w..want it too.."

"Will you be good then Megumi?" he asked still pounding Kisho who still was moaning loudly.

"Y..Yes just please!! Please I n..need it. Fuck me already!"

That gives a clear answer that he suddenly stops making Kisho whine.

"W..why did you-Nuggh!!" He pulls out to make him be over Megumi but slams his hips down making both Kisho and Megumi moan throwing their heads back cumming accidentally.

"A..ah....ahhh.."

"Haaa....Fushiguro-sama.." He looks down at him shaking with tears from his eyes but the two held each others hands again ready to make out with one another. That's when Yuji slams back inside of Megumi making him moan out again thrusting up into Kisho who moans as well. Both grip each other's hands while panting.

"That's it.....much better." He teased. "Make sure he feels good Kisho and I'll work on making Megumi feel good..." He said licking his lips that Kisho nods starting to slam his hips down onto Megumi's cock.

"H..Hey w..wait-" As Megumi speaks, he groans out moaning out feeling this.

"Y..Yes haaa Itadori-s..sama...I'll m....make him f..feel good...." he said lowering down. Before Megumi speaks, he got kissed again by the other. However, the kiss was broken with the two screaming out their eyes hidden while taking in the pleasure.

'I knew they would be this dazed for it. Their expressions are so hot...but tell me my little panther..I wonder how your enjoy this?' he thought knowing she is indeed still there. What he didn't know is her grinding against her own fingers having her own pants off just a bit while panting heavily pleasuring herself.

Just what in the world is this sort of Prison!?

~~~~Meanwhile at Eclipse Prison~~~~

The doctor that was assigned with Yuuka was checking her vitals today or her daily check up. She didn't move while he was looking at her. She was already given her medicine that he saw her looking ahead while he held her arm.

"I see your scars are healing which is good. Such a good girl." he said gently but he saw her not react violently right now. He smiled petting her seeing how 'behaved' she was that she looked tired that the arm she was scratching was bandaged up. Such a delicate woman she was. Even if she freaked out and got sick last night, the medicine was doing well on her.

Even when she tried to use her quirk it only showed particles of poison. "You know, the medicine is doing wonders for you isn't it? Seeing that it has gotten your dangerous quirk to tone down in strength this is good as long as we keep giving you your medicine and shots. Then you might be able to be accepted again.." He touched her cheek and yet, she was not moving while he helps her lay back against the pillow.

".........."

"Though, I'm curious if they might triple the strength but that might be a bit much for you." he said setting the clipboard down while checking something else. Yuu didn't even respond to him but he thinks a little.

"Now, where did I put your shot anyway?" he asked seeing it was around and yet, Yuuka remains quiet looking at her lap as her purple eyes were dulled due to seeing the worms under her skin. She was too tired to say anything but she was still scared because of it. Looking like they could rip out of her any second. However, it was all in her head due to her having hallucinations now thanks to it. When the doctor sees the shot he held it.

"There we go. Alright Miss Nakano, lets go ahead and give you your shot alright?" he said as he sees her not move to make the doctor quiet.

"Come on now..please behave and lift your arm.." he said but she didn't do it. Maybe she was still tired? Shaking his head, he sees her slowly move her arm up that he was seeing him hold her wrist.

"Good girl. Now.." He started to inject the needle and start giving her the shot as she feels it once more. It's still irritating but she was again too tired to fight it off. Even with her quirk weakening since the night shot she got. He smiled knowing she was behaving this time before finishing up to place a gauze down and pulls it out.

"And there. See that wasn't so bad was it?" he said as she was helped to lay back again. However, Yuu looks ahead while she didn't move. As he was putting a bandage on where she got her shot, the door opens quickly to see two people.

"Hey!"

"Hmm? Oh good evening Warden Luna and officer Swan, how can I help you?" he asked quietly.

"Did you give her that stupid shot again!?" Luna asked but the doctor blinks to hear the angry tone in her voice. What got into her this night?

"To answer you, I just did and she didn't fight me as she did in the beginning. I think the medicine and shots are finally working! Even with the double strength, she's been such a good little thing." He said happy but Luna was worried. She looks seeing Yuu just lay there quiet but she didn't do anything. No fight, no shouting, nothing.

"....."

"But it's great isn't it? If this keeps up, she'll be better and let out in no time. Given with her quirk being weak, she might be able to go on patrol soon-"

"What do you mean!? She looks sicker now! You need to stop giving her the shots and medicine. Can't you see it's not helping her?" Swan said worried.

"You have told me many times I know but if it's not helping her, then how come she's not as violent? That has to say it's working. I figured they should have doubled the strength in the beginning but It's finally kicking in a bit more." He said checking Yuu'a reactions to the shot.

"Let me see; no nose bleed so that is good, eyes are a bit dulled by they will recover, injection site is not swollen...see? This is good!"

"This is NOT good! Look at her. She's-"

"Listen ladies, I know you are worried but I'm her doctor. I know what I'm doing. And the same for the Public Safely Hero Commission that gave me that order. As a doctor I'm helping her." he said. "Besides, she didn't even freak out from the needle when I gave it to her."

"That's because she looks too out of it! Those double strength shots are making her look worse Doctor Lee. Please, you have to at least stop giving her the shots so we can find a way to help her." Swan said.

".....And why do that, officer Swan? You are a doctor here too correct? I'm doing as I'm ordered to help her. She will be fine and you'll see this helped her. Look at her, she seems perfectly fine!" he said turning to look at her but that's when Luna and Swan saw her nose bleeding again as she was not even reacting to it.

"Oopsie, here dear.." He held her cheek taking some tissue to clean her nose. And yet, she didn't react to him touching her. She looks down at her lap while he was cleaning the blood off.

"See?!? What do you call that!?" Luna said.

"Her body still is getting used to the double strength but it might take a while for it to do so. The medicine she took is doing well, just the shots need to be getting used to before she is good." he said but lowers the napkin seeing her nose still bleeding before placing some new ones and held her head back.

"............."

"Yuuka? Yuu can you hear me? Are you alright?" Swan wanted to check to be sure and yet, she didn't say a single word to her either. She just remains quiet looking down before laying against the pillow. She only looks ahead but it's like she was either sick or just really depressed.

"Why won't she respond now? Is she that weak?" Swan was worried now but Luna was angry wondering what the shot did.

"Oh come now, she's probably tired given the fact the drugs tend to do that. I'm sure in a few days she'll be her old self again and healed too. I've studied her quirk for a while..Imagine if she was a demon now that would be dangerous. Though, this is still a amazing discovery thanks to the drugs. Her quirk is even weaker from being dangerous now which is good-"

"You mean her quirk is weakening more!?" Luna said.

"Well, it's to keep it under control. This way, she'll be no threat and welcomed back in open arms. The people will be so happy to see their requests were heard." he smiled to look at Yuu. Even reaching to hold her hand as she remains looking ahead.

"How in the world is this a good thing!? Have you NOT seen what she is like!? Officer Seon will be furious with you for doing this to her inmate she's watching over!"

"Oh come on, she won't be angry. She'll be thanking me the moment she comes back. Seeing her quirk is still amazing too and yet Yuu is learning. She's a good girl now!" he smiled petting her.

"You.."

"Now, if you mind, I need to keep a eye on her. You have your duties as I have mine...." the doctor said as Swan was worried and Luna was angry. The two sees the doctor checking on her as they leave but Luna didn't trust him.

When they were gone, Doctor Lee sighed but looks to Yuu once more. He smiled to touch her hand while she didn't react. "I know this medicine is strong but trust me, it will help..you know that.." he said but she didn't respond for him to even pull her in close to hold her. She looks down while petting her head.

"............"

"See, it's alright now. The officers are just doing their job..but you shouldn't trust them. They are trying to make things worse for you." he said but she looks down with dull purple eyes while he was petting her.

"Even with the drugs weakening you..it's something. I wanna help you see the error of your ways..a pretty woman like you should be safe. Obeying what you are tone right? Even that other officer Seon is something.." he grumbled but she heard that to slowly look up at the ceiling.

"......." she tries to speak but he hushes her.

"Now now, don't speak. I'm telling you this for a reason. These people don't care. I wanna help you...besides if that woman wanted to help you, she would have right? She would be here but disappeared. You can't trust anyone Nakano....don't trust them..." he whispered as she had her face hidden.

".....D..don't...t.....trust......t....th..em.."

"No, don't trust them. They'll hurt you..you can trust me." he said but he was lying. He was lying to turn her against them but with Yuu's given state she only looks at her lap again.

"....Besides, they want you dead Yuu..even that Oblivion woman...."

".......O..b...livion?........"

"Yes, her. You can't trust the police..you know that...don't trust them....they might sound nice..but their evil. Remember? Their giving you these shots to keep you down.." he was lying again. Was he trying to manipulate Yuuka?!

Even if he says that, Yuu didn't respond.

"This way at least you won't be assassinated. Just repeat after me; Do not trust them. Don't trust the warden..and don't trust Officer Seon. Understand?" he said.

".......I...c....can't...I.....I t...tru-"

"Tch, no no no. You don't trust them. They are lying to you Yuu. Everyone wants you dead remember? They were giving you these drugs to keep you down. I read that you were hurt....you can't trust them my dear. Do you understand?" he said grabbing her shoulders tight. Even if that should hurt, the drugs in that shot made her too dulled out.

"........"

"Do you trust them besides me?" he asked firmly.

"......Y....Yes.....I c..can't....I can't......" she was muttering looking scared again for the doctor to sigh.

"You really are out of it..oh well. Maybe you need some sleep then." he said but that's when he quickly covers her mouth and nose seeing her struggle in his hold.

"!?!?" Even if she was slightly weak, she tries to stop him but he keeps her down waiting for the knock out drug to kick in.

"Shhhhhhh..shhhhhhh..it's alright now....don't fight it Yuuka.." For a moment, she was thrashing and muffle shouting to get him off before her world went dark. She goes limp right away but the doctor sighed removing the cloth.

"........."

"Too bad. Guess we'll have to keep working on breaking that self will before Officer Seon and the others figure this out. I will be sure you listen. Even if you hate it or not." he said but goes to throw it away but keeps watch on Yuu who remains asleep right now.

Seems something was going on with Doctor Lee but what?

#IC #silver roses #Drabble/short or long stories #silver butterfly mun #peahen mom #the mansion owner #gin akutagawa #A Officer's corruption part Thirty five #ryunosuke akutagawa #older jason #older fin #officer demons au #older Oblivion #demon-blood-youths #The fractions of NYC #peahen writer

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Am I The Asshole for going with my mentor? Hey, me again. The guy who threw his friend's journal that he stole, got his other friend in trouble, and got turned into a vampire. Unfortunately, it's gotten worse.

For some context, I gave my brother, Bear, a bag of my keepsakes in an apology for giving my mentor his journal. He's upset about it, and Snake made my mentor really mad, so I want to keep them as safe as possible, and Bear seemed to appreciate my gift. Also, Snake came into possession of some powerful holy artifacts, so I had to stay away from him because they hurt me if I got too close on accident.

We got back to our new home, only to find out that there's something called a "Fesdival" (Haven't seen it in writing, this could be wrong) happening. I've never been to one, so I went off to enjoy the moment. I shouldn't have left Bear, I know that, but I saw my friends (three of them, one of whom Bear and Snake don't like), and gave the one they don't like a hug because I learned I love hugs and thought he was one of my best friends.

Bear went to talk to our two other friends, Lady (??f) and Wolf (20sf), but Wolf looked out of it and upset. The four of us talked, and my friend seemed upset when I mentioned Snake having holy items on him. Things went well for a bit until- Okay.

Bear was talking to Lady, and suddenly, my friend looked really mad. I've... never seen him look like that. My other two friends we were talking with tried to calm him down, and-

This is hard to write. My friend killed them both. I won't say how, but it was quick, and it wasn't pleasant. I tried to stop him, but he threw me back into their bodies. He kept walking forwards, and when my eyes refocused, he had... changed. It wasn't my friend. It was my mentor, a good foot or so taller and much scarier. He... killed Lady, too. And then he went to hurt Bear. He wanted to hurt Bear because Bear was mean to him, but he cares about me, I swear, so I didn't want to take sides or hurt anyone.

Instead, I ran over to Wolf as Snake joined their fight, and I pulled her into a small alleyway behind a stage, because she looked sick and I didn't want her to get hurt. She was the same kind of sick I was when my mentor turned me. It's not the kind of sick you can really get through without someone there. Bear got away long enough to lay down a very fast protection circle over Wolf and I, before my mentor attacked him again and vanished. Nobody could see very far, but I saw him- my mentor reformed behind Wolf and I. She wasn't well. I was scared. I didn't know what to do.

My mentor started talking to me. Bear and Snake couldn't see him, but they could hear him. He told me things would be okay. He told me he didn't want this violence. He told me he could fix it, I could get what I came here for, I could save the friend who I lost all those years ago. He said he didn't want to fight. He could keep Wolf and I safe. He wouldn't hurt Bear and Snake anymore. Things would be okay.

I just wanted things to be okay.

I... I took Wolf, and I stepped out of the circle, to him. I told myself that she needed help, and he clearly cared about her, and if I went back to Bear and Snake, I wouldn't be able to stay in the town for much longer, because of the holy artifacts Snake has.

My mentor hugged me. But he left blood on me. The blood of my friends. I don't feel good about this. But I felt like he loved me.

I'm writing this from a room, I don't know exactly where, but it's clearly set up for Wolf. I'm trying to take care of her as best I can, but I know she'll be mad at me when she comes to. I don't know if I can leave, and I have no contact with Bear or Snake. I guess I just want to know if I could have made any other choice.

AITA for choosing my mentor over my friends?

#aita #am i the asshole #original character #murder tw

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ye-it-is-skeet · 4 months

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2003 Alternate Caravaggios✨✨✨✨

Watching 2003 they gave.. four or five episodes..? That showed many different dimensions, two including alternate versions of the Turtles and their world basically✨ (The Leosagi can wait until later, heh). To get to the point, I have drawn my OC Gio into the 2003 universe, and now he's drawn into these alternate universes✨ (including one I made up that Gio goes to in that string of episodes✨) -Info-Dump Beyond This Point-

Going in order I suppose, first up is the Super Turtle Team's own: Nano-Turtle✨✨ ..Ahem.. His power is that he can manage technology with his mind, some techopathy✨ He isn't that knowledgeable of HOW to operate some technology... but one day he found Nanites, being the hive-mind sort of technology that simply needs to be told what to do, was manageable✨ Not like that first bit would be brought up in conversation of that episode, but ye✨ He simply told the nanites to make him a suit to protect the parts that weren't shell✨ Not a real tech suit really just for protection because it's not Nano-Turtle's area of expertise. He uses tools for most fights because he'd need the materials to tell the nanites to make something (which there is no time for in a fight), and sure if they fight a robot Nano-Turtle could be VERY helpful. But other than that he needs a quick and easy way to battle, that being pre-prepared tools and weapons✨ Since Sliver has all the same powers he could also just make Nano-Turtle's nanites stop working, which is another reason Nano-Turtle sticks with tools for a fight. I dunno, I don't normally make comic-book heroes, but he's good✨

Take a Wild Guess where THIS Gio is from? ..W-Wrong. He's from the Bad Future Donnie was sent to. This episode was definitely one of THE DARKEST episodes, and I can only imagine how Donnie feels about his family knowing what happens when he, or any of them, would disappear. But this isn't an info-dump about Donnie, it's an info-dump about Gio Call it being lazy, but I decided that this drawing of him is the last thing anyone even REMEMBERS of him. Nobody knows where Gio IS. Basically, with all the death and Leo and Raph fighting, and everything going on.. Gio was going through a LOT of emotional turmoil and struggle. He was constantly stressed, sleep-deprived because he was still worried about where Donnie was.. His family was his comfort during change, and in the changing world as his family left and fell apart.. just took its toll on him. He did good fighting while he was there, it was one thing to take out his turmoil on. He was more reckless however, not thinking about anything but destruction of the enemy for causing all this pain. He never was good at handling his emotions, but now there was no reason to push them to the side. It could be a thing where Mikey just talks about Raph and Leo and Splinter, then Donnie asks to gather their brothers to defeat Shredder, Leo and Raph arrive. Then Donnie turns to Mikey and asks about Gio. Mikey explains how nobody knows where he is, or if he's alive. He just left one day, walked around grabbing some items and left. Donnie's still able to stop Shredder and such but ye. Gio just cracked and nobody knows where he went. Or if he's alive. If he's dead then his brothers can tell him Donnie came back in heaven. If he's alive and just somewhere else.. well unless April can find him he doesn't know his family is dead, or that Donnie was okay. *pats pats for Gio*

There isn't much to this one, visually and in story, but basically this is the universe Gio was sent to: Genderbent. ..It was that or a universe where they were never mutated but.. what would he even do? He meets.. *tries to remember the names* Levina, Diana, Rachel, Marianna, and Catarina in a universe where the genders are.. bent obviously. Gio doesn't like being plopped in a new place without his family or at least a comfort item, so he's on edge and maybe the female TMNT just take him as some rude guy. He does explain he's from a world where he and his brothers are just them but, obviously, male. Gio maybe helps them fight or something, I dunno, I didn't put much thought into this universe. There could be some dialogue when he returns and explain where he was maybe Mikey chimes in all, "Which girl version of us was the prettiest? Me?✨" And then Gio just goes to bed because he did not like his adventure. And he envies Donnie for going to a miserable world instead of where he ended up.

Now these aren't alternate universes, BUT.. I watched a video compilation of the Dark Turtles and initially drew just Dark Gio because I liked the Dark Turtles✨ But ultimately caved and drew Gio in the future outfit and.. the style change.. I don't like this style. But it's better than when the teetlez have EYES. They look cursed in some way (the redrawn tots look very cursed too, I've seen clips), and if they all have the big shiny eyes it takes away from their personalities. Mostly Raph because how can he be angry tough boy with big shiny baby anime eyes? Hate Rant aside, Gio doesn't like being in 2105, he never liked travel of any kind. It's unfamiliar, uncomfortable. But his brothers are there and he spends the first few days stalking around, and familiarizing himself with where he is. Dark Gio is fun for me✨ His jaw can unhinge like a snake, not really a controlled thing however, when he talks his jaw just opens and ye, so he wears that thing on his face to hold his jaw. It may also serve as a device Darius uses to shut him up. Because Dark Gio inherited the curiosity genes and also speaks his mind without think, and Darius doesn't like when Dark Gio suggests, "Did you create us for destroying the turtles or to deflect your failure?" and remarks such as, "Ah, of course, because losing to the turtles was done on PURPOSE. Maybe next time design clones who will lose on ACCIDENT." Dark Gio just also spends a lot of time thinking to himself. He meets Gio and is suddenly VERY curious about who Darius had cloned him from. But he also just wants to destroy Gio because his existence is the cause of his miserable existence. While fighting (either with his brothers or the turtles), he will just take off his face thing, unhinge his jaw, and begin eating his opponent✨

#tmnt fanart #tmnt #tmnt2003 #tmnt oc #tmnt au #saverottmnt #caravaggio #2003caravaggio #dark turtles

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WTNV quick review - 110 - Matryoshka

Staring Hal Lublin as the voice of Steve Carlsberg.

Wanna see more of the reviews? Go over your fave episode perhaps? Track down some vague info you kinda recall and think it's probably from around this or that part? Click here!

I once was lost, but now am fine with that. Welcome to Night Vale.

In this episode, Cecil's usual segments are interjected with Steve speaking to a crowd at the Hall of Public Records to help validate the existence of the angels.

He says that he heard the broadcast from Huntokar (although apparently noone else did instead hearing static over inhuman screaming) and has been trying for years to get people to acknowledge the reality of the charts in the sky to no avail.

He encourages the acknowledgment of the angels and says that he knows people believe him they just don't want to actually acknowledge anything which scares them.

Steve suggests that if people stopped trying to ignore what was happening, starting with the angels, it would help process the rifts in reality (he's right). He mentions that he finally stood up to Cecil and told him that all the mean jokes and comments hurt and needed to stop. Cecil in turn opened up about his childhood and why he felt it was easier to keep Steve at a distance than to risk getting hurt by more people again. This marked a turning point in their relationship.

The meeting ends with the angels being declared legally real.

Weather: "Everyone I Know Will Die" by Four Eyes

The many rips in the sky have merged into one big rip in reality, merging many realities all together with many citizens choosing to abandon their reality for another which is easier/better. When the angels are acknowledged, a part of the sky returns.

Hiram returns to NV to encourage the dragons to leave. Dana returns from the other reality and acknowledges the mistake that was made killing Violet. A piece of the sky returns.

Alondra Ortiz is moved by the angels passion for her mother and has decided to only take some personal items and heirlooms, negotiating the rest with the angels and perhaps staying in NV longer. A piece of the sky returns.

They acknowledge that it's not normal to be followed by agents all of the time. A piece of the sky returns.

They acknowledge that most towns are not run by monsters and heavily armed 16 year olds. A piece of the sky returns.

Cal (muttering about 'the bomb' and clearly dying of radiation sickness more so than ever) disappears and Dana acknowledges and accepts that her father is dead. Many people do similar acknowledgments and the sky fully returns.

Cecil speaks passionately about his new found respect for Steve. He says that Abby and he only started to get close again after their mother died and during Janice's infancy. Even though it was stressful, he saw Steve coming into the picture as making him useless and unfairly resented him for it. He now acknowledges that Steve is a good person that he loves.

Cecil also states that their reality was fragile because they were pretending it was something that wasn't, and by acknowledging it they will prevent rifts.

Stay tuned next for eye contact and breathing in unison. And as always, and for as long as I can keep saying it. Good night, Night Vale. good Night.

Proverb: "If you only read one book this year, then you have reached your approved book quota."

#wtnv #welcome to night vale #wtnv quick rundown #wtnv ep 110

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I saw a creator on tik tok talking about gaylor and was making heavy implications that she was talking about you. She said she never believes leaks that come from within the industry (such as the tily rep tour info) because celebrities purposefully plant rumors in order to see who the rats are on their team and diminish the reliability of rumors about them in the media in general. basically to confuse people so when the rumors are true there is deniability. Thoughts?

the idea that people leak bad info to rats comes from i believe a blind item about zayn and taylor so talk about naively believing gossip like blinds are sometimes true but also full of absolute fanfic. i’ve never heard that celebs do that from anyone in the industry.

but regardless wherever that idea comes from it doesn’t matter-

the tily tea comes from andy who spoke to someone who worked on rep tour. they were not *told* anything by taylor. they witnessed shit go down with their own eyes and then told andy “taylor is gay but she’s boring, she had a blonde british model bitch girlfriend on rep tour”

so this wasn’t a line fed to this person. it was something they witnessed. taylor being boring (watching a lot of friends if i recall correctly) but being involved with a blonde british model. lily donaldson is a blonde british model who travelled with taylor on rep tour.

BUT FURTHERMORE that would all just be hearsay if there wasn’t piles and piles of great evidence, song clues, and connections put together by @tilynation taylor released a bunch of music and content on lily’s birthday, spend a ton of private time with her including holidays like thanksgiving (i recall late november holding my breath), then running away to london with her (would you run away with me) and halloween(where taylor was seen drinking wine in the bathtub), went to lily’s home neighborhood to film part of the end game music video, the two flirted on social media, taylor references lily’s golden tattoo in dress, references lily spending time with leo on yachts on the man, lily wore special snake jewelry during rep era (the same brand of jewelry that richard burton famously gave elizabeth taylor - burton to this taylor), lily has blue eyes and an accent just like the gorgeous muse (karlie has green eyes and no accent), and lily is basically known to be bi and almost publicly dated rihanna (and ofc taylor says you like the bad ones too, rihanna goes by badgirlriri and has a song called bad) and that’s just scratching the surface. oh and taylor probably got lily’s vs ring. and lily and taylor got close the second karlie left taylor’s life all in the fall of 2016.

so yeah it’s not JUST the tea i got it’s the entire huge mountain of evidence and references to tily.

karlie left in 2016 and lily took over just like dianna left in 2013 and karlie took over. imagine if people sat around and insisted taylor and dianna were together in 2014 when they weren’t ever seen together and karlie obviously is the gf at that point. that’s the same silliness of saying karlie and taylor stayed gfs after fall of 2016 when lily obviously took over. the tea is supported by evidence and the timeline and that’s why we believe it. not just because we heard a rumor. at this blog we apply WAY more scrutiny than other gaylors, most of whom have an emotional attachment to shipping kaylor and really need the last four albums to entirely be about karlie instead of a myriad of muses which to me they obviously are.

but just to round things out andy has shared other tea including that taylor was going to come out during the lover era which is now confirmed and that bayley was a thing which is now confirmed. andy also shared that toe was real which taylor basically confirmed herself a few days ago. i shared ALL that stuff before we got those confirmations.

andy’s connections are legit and she has proven that and that she is trust worthy. anyone who denies it is not here for the truth but instead here to ship kaylor which would be fine if they would just admit it. but they don’t and that is pretty annoying.

#gaylor swift #tily #kaylor #tea #tily tea

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So i decided to put this up here. I wil eventually be making one for Chun, no worries, but wanted to post this here for future reference for myself and anyone else who needs it. Since this is going to be a big reference sheet, I will include any and all reference images that are important. At the top are References for Tao's appearance, and below that are images of certain items he has with him at all times amd any other images that are relevant.

But first, I'm going to include each artist who drew the images, including the two so far that i've drawn. If any more images that relate to Tao's powers are made, I will update this with said image and the proper credit.

Artist creds

On Twitter: lupinebones77(Most of Tao's current refs aside from King and the inscence burner)

melocelli (Kaiju form)

torikalmia (King and the Incense burner)

deni_acp (Yang image)

On Deviantart: TropicalIndigo (Jinjing image)

My art: Tiger/Snow Leapord Hybrid, Li Yun(Electric/dark big cat).

Some general Info about Tao before we get into his powers.

Relationship Status: Taken by their partner/Fiancée Zihou

Age: est. 1500 (at least half the age of Wukong and Macaque)

Gender: Intersex (both male and female genetalia)

Pronouns: He/Him, She/Her, They/Them

Sexuality: Demisexual

Mental illnesses: Autism, ADHD, Anxiety, Depression, DID (magic makes this work somewhat differently in demons from how it presents irl), CPTSD

Physical Illnesses: Asthma, Pulmonary Atresia

Incense Burner/Ball and Chain Weapon

This incense burner is wrapped around Tao's waist and tends to spew some of his mist magic at any given time. It acts as both a weapon and storage. It can be used similarly to the ball and chain weapon from twilight princess, but can grow and shrink depending on what Tao needs. Misty spikes appear on the sphere when Tao is using it as a weapon.

King

A plushie made in Wukong's likeness that Macaque made for Tao when she was little. They told Macaque what clothes he wanted the little guy to wear, after seeing a future vision of baba wearing his more modern outfit. Has several small pocket dimensions inside of him that Tao can go into at any time.

Tao's Powers

Blessings of the White Snake

• Forked Tounge

• Hands(all four) can morph into snake heads

• Heatvision (Using his forked tounge.)

• More liquid/snakelike movement

Powers from Sun Wukong

72 Transformations

• Panda(Bear)

• Phoenix (Bird)

• Tiger/Snow Leapord hybrid (Big Cat)

• English Lop (Rabbit)

• Chow Chow (Dog)

• Long Eared Jeroba (Mouse)

• Chinese Moon/Silk Moth hybrid (Bug)

• Maine Coon (Domestic Cat)

• Datong (Horse)

• Impressed Tortise (Tortise)

• Yellow Pond Turtle (Turtle)

• Leatherback Turtle (Sea Turtle)

• Dulong Cow (Bull/Bovine)

• King Cobra/Burmese Python Hybrid (Snake)

• Chinese Water Dragon (Lizard)

• Tokay Gecko (Gecko)

• Chinese Alligator

• Eastern Dragon

• Yangtze Finless Porpoise (Porpoise)

• Hainan Eld's Deer

• Himilayan Marmot

• Steppe Polecat (Ferret)

• Asian Small-Clawed Otter

• Asian Badger

• Rhesus Macaque/Golden Snub Nosed Monkey Hybrid

108,000 Leap Somersault

Useful, but can cause Tao to have an asthma attack if preformed too fast or in a place with lots of debris.

Chi Manipulation

Mainly used in exorcisms and not in actual combat with living beings.

Flight

Loves soaring all on her own. can use his body to propel himself around and even gets help from the wind.

Replication/Shadow Cloning

Makes misty clones that can take on a physical appearance if nessicary.

Telepathic communication/Astral Projection

Has links to Wukong, Macaque, Chun and Zihou, but can easily astral project to anyone so long as they accept.

Flaming Fist of Fury

Strengthened by the Yang Samadhi fire to dangerous levels

Lazer eyes

Has the ability to use this power, but has never done so.

Gold Vision

Capable of using this in it's original state, and an altered version that allows him to see as if he wasn't blind.

Kaiju Form/Smoke Generation

Inherited from both parents (I will go i to more detail about his Kaiju in Macaque's section.)

Powers from Liu Er (Macaque)

Enhanced Hearing

Although Tao only has one extra set of ears, his hearing is still very sensitive.

Shadow Manipulation

Tao's shadows are more fluid-like in appearance compared to Macaque's.

She is capable of calling upon their mother's shadows should he ever find the need to.

Shadow Cloning/Replication

Clones usually take on a misty, cloud-like appearance, but have the ability to turn into identical clones to the original. Shadow clones of Macaque's can also be summoned if needed.

Shadow Transportation

Tao can use this ability easily, and the shadows tend to do most of the work for him. Macaque can sense each time Tao uses the shadows to warp.

Smoke Generation /Kaiju form

A misty form with a stone-like mask and chest plate with all four of the hands being stone as well as some stone bits around her wrists and tail. This form has three alternate forms depending on Tao's mood and the element that corresponds to it.

The Kaiju's base form

Height: Mainly between 120 Meters (394 Feet) and 158 Meters (521 feet), but can shrink to smaller heights. (Imagine the heights between Godzilla in Godzilla vs. Kong and King Ghidorah)

Fire Form

Uses the Yang half of the Samadhi Fire to further fuel itself. The base form has only parts of Tao's hair, the twin tips of his tail and around his wrists ignite, the same places where his stone parts are excluding the stone mask and chest piece. This differs fron his fiery wrath form, in which the entire body of the kaiju is engulfed in flames, which burn any and all they come in contact with.

Water Form

Uses the primal power of Tao's water abilities to fuel it. This form is rarely used for fighting and more as a method of escape, as it can seemingly 'melt' into any large body of water and vanish. Every time this form appears, heavy monsoon-like rains follow. This form is completely made of water with the exception of the stone bits.

Dual Form

A mix of all three forms and is the most destructive in terms of passive property damage. It has currently never been used, and for good reason. It's power alone rivals the power of the primordeal gods of old. The Yang Samadhi fire is unaffected by the water from this kaiju.

Powers Unique to Tao

• Echolocation

• True Sight (A modified verison of Gold Vision that allows Tao to see as if he wasn't blind)

• Familiar creation, allowed him to summon a unique companion based deeply on his personality. There are currently three. These three count as pokemon in the Pokemon AU I have for Tao.

Yang (Height: 9'2" Feet)

A fiery ghost dog that has been Tao's friend and companion since they were young. He used to be a living being, a half hellhound. Died protecting his master, and once in the Diyu he became so distraught and enraged over his master still being in danger that he singlehandedly broke out of the Underworld by digging himself out. His flames were so intense at that point that no one could get close without severe casualty to their person, not even the 10 kings. He lost all skin on his paws and head aside from his ears in the act, and successfully escaped to return to his master's side.

He is the only being aside from Wukong that has successfully escaped the Diyu, and since his only goal was to be reunited with his master, the ten kings decided it wasn't worth trying to bring him back. His bays, barks and howls is so intimidating that most sane beings will instinctively flee upon hearing it. He is semi-incorporeal. he consumed his own body as a spirit upon returning to battle and can choose to be more ghost-like or not. Yang often stays in Tao's incense burner/pokeball, or his master's shadow when not needed at that moment. Yang can control his flames to the point that allies will not be burned by them, but instead feel very warm. He's the perfect heater on cold winter days.

Jinjing (Height: 3'5" Feet)

A spunky fishy fox familiar that has also been with Tao since she was young. She acts like a service animal when Tao goes out and about, since Yang and Li are too big to do so without issue. Yang may be able to phase through walls but his Aura is extremely intimidating even for Erlang's hounds. and Li is far too big to be able to fit comfortably in most places. Jinjing knows DPT, can retrieve Tao's medicine on command, and helps to break them out of anything from a spiraling episode to ADHD paralysis (Not a medical term). Those big blue flowing antennae can act as hands if she really wants to use them. The webbed collar is backwards to help with drag in the water. when she flips it out, it helps slow her down in the water and causes drag. She can also inflate it enough to keep her head above water.

Li Yun (Height: 6'0" Feet)

The newest of the familiars, Li is the second most intimidating of the them. They can summon lightning storms at will and are capable of absorbing electricity. Their barks can sound for miles, and wherever they step, thunder and lightning are said to follow. They are generally neutral in most affairs and are more reserved than their Fire and Water counterparts. If Li isn't running about and stretching their legs, they're either in Tao's incense burner/their pokeball, patrolling Megaopolis from the rooftops, or by their Master's side.

• Feelers by his ears that allow him to sense the most subtle changes in the atmosphere.

Past/Future Sight

Able to see into the past or future. This ability is very different how his mother Liu Er sees into the past and future. Tao can only see one type of vision at a time. The triggers for both visions are very different and he can only see one type at a time. The inner color of his each represent the past (Purple) and the future (Yellow). When having either vision, his eye swill glow a pearlescent white color, and some kind of sparkling dust matching the color of the inside ear comes out of the corresponding set of ears.

The past visions are usually triggered by physically touching an object that either has a spirit or spiritual energy attached. Places that have a lot of spiritual energy can also trigger a vision the moment Tao finds a high enough concentration of energy. Sometimes he will move around during these visions, coming to in places he didn't pass out in.

Future visions are different with the exception of the glowing eyes and yellow dust. These visions can happen at any time, and leave Tao completely immobile until it ends.

Those who ingest the dust from either set of ears will temporarily gain the ability of future sight or past visions. These only have one use and may drive one mad the more they ingest. Humans and demons from all over sought to capture Tao for his oracle abilities, and to collect the dust he creates during a future vision.

Yang Samadhi Fire

Unlike what has been told about this powerful flame, in reality it was split into two seperate pieces long before the birth of Red Son. Tao possesses the 'Yang Half' of this flame, equally as powerful as the 'Yin' Half Red Son was born with. What is different about this flame is that ist is less likely to be triggered by emotion, but for Tao anger is the only trigger outside of activating the flames himself.

The flame tends to have more untriggered power behind it despite being of equal power to the Yin half. This flame tends to have a higher power output in the spring and summer months in accordance to Yin and Yang. It is a calmer flame compared to the Yin half, which feeds off of the emotions of it's host, and in Red Son and Mei's case makes it harder for the host to control their emotions.

The Yang Half of the flames is the only thing capable of completely calming the flames of the Yin.

In the primal days, the combined flames were said to scorch anything it touched into nothing, and was split in two in an attempt to mitigate the intense damage it caused when it raged unchecked. For the time being, the Samadhi Fire will remain seperated until the proper time.

Water Manipulation The ability to use and manipulate water (In a similar mannter to the water benders of ATLA, but with some differences.) to his whim.

Thanks to the maleability of the water in his body plus the blessing of the White Snake, Tao is able to extend his limbs far past their normal limits. when using this ability they can move around as if there are no bones in his arms. They can also extend and retract at will.

An extension of this ability is an extremely dangerous one,

Blood Bending

Tao is able to control the blood of living beings, being completely capable of controlling their bodies. Most beings can attempt to resist and break free, but anyone blood related to Tao will be unable to control their body until he releases them. This only works on Wukong, Macaque and Chun. Tao doesn't like using this power often, however he often uses liquid bending to help defeat any construct that uses a similar circulatory-like system.

When they were younger, Tao would often cause some unintentional issues, as when she cried, rain would start to fall in a certain raduis around him and quickly become monsoon level rains if left unchecked.

Siren Song

Tao has a singing voice similar to the likes of sea sirens, being able to influence and/or control others through his voice. His voice is also powerful enough to rip flesh off of bone should he choose to use it, or cause the user hearing it to go mad. However this power is rarely used due to Tao not wanting to cause potential death and/or property damage. The inside of her mouth glows yellow when using this ability. Glamours/Illusions

Tao can use glamour to take on a human appearance at any time, and prefers to not look so much like a monkie. He can also make illusions with his shadow abilities.

Water Warping/Portals

Tao is capable of using a very unique method of travel similar to shadow warping. The main difference is the stream of magic that is being used. Warping through water is usually done by oracles, as the stream of water magic used to travel is also the closest to the timespace stream, the flow of time and space around that entire dimension, In it's own pocket dimension, a seemingly strange place where water flows around breathable air in a tubelike tunnel from all sides. This is an area that only oracles can access, and with the floating islands scattered about it is safe for them to make living areas there.

Water Portals

These take more concentration to use, but are very handy for travel; as the requirement for warping is different. Unless the place is somewhere Tao has visited before, he can warp to and from any large puddle or body of water to anywhere in the world, even places he hasnt visited before.

Tao can also breathe underwater, but doesn't really need to breathe at all.

Primal Diety

Tao and his sister have full control over certain elements, regardless of the control gods from China and other pantheons have. In other words, an example being that the gods of the sea (ex. Posiedon) loose their control if Tao extends his control of water to the entire planet, same with fire.

Misty Form

Tao can turn himself into mist at will and change back at any time. He is more succeptable to being trapped in items like jars with an airtight lid or enchanted items of the same ilk, but he can return to a shrunken form at any time, or change back to his normal size and potentially break the item holding him if it isn't strong enough to contain him.

Fairly Recent Abilities

Tao was kidnapped by the Spider Queen some time during her attempted takeover of Megaopolis in the season 2 finale. See tried to turn them into a spider demon, but the only thing the venom did was give her silk glands in her hands that produce high quality enchanted silk (Silk moth like silk). This is abnormal since there is no other creature that can create enchanted silk naturally, so Spider Queen took quick advantage of this, using Tao as a silk producer for her takeover. Unfortunately making so much silk at once caused Tao's pawpads to become agitated and inflamed, and they stopped producing enchanted silk. Fortunately he managed to escape before the Lady Bone Demon tried to capture him for his half of the Samadhi fire.

The silk strands come out through the pawpads on their hands, and by pressing them together and stretching his arms apart, the silk forms into thick, glowing strands with each motion. This raw material can be used in many products from clothing to armor to fabric.

Misc. Info

• Tao is capable of storing immense amounts of magical power and has more potent magic than his twin sister. His snake heads, when not hands can sink their fangs into a person and suck their life essence and even their soul from their body.

• They a connection to death and the 10 kings, and his mist magic is capable of acting on its own and raising the dead, mainly those who's lives were tragically cut short.

• She sometimes sleepwalks, and depending on the phase of the tide, either moves around like a slow shambling zombie (low tide) or gets aggressive in his sleep and goes into water kaiju form (High Tide). this is one of the only times the water form becomes aggressive.

• Being physically intersex leaves him a target for European alchemists from all over.

• Sometimes purple and gold christhamanthemums spring from her bare feet whenever they touch natural ground. (Think Amaterasu from okami when she runs) these flowers have very potent medical properties.

• Their familiars are an extension of his magic and personality given form, and usually reside in his incense burner/Pokeballs/Shadow (Yang only) when not needed or resting.

• Her fire antlers were once crystal-like purple horns, that upon awakening the samadhi fire burst into flame. These flames started small in the beginning, but grew with age. They shrink to a smaller size during sleep.

That's everything I have at this time! This will be updated each time there is a change or new reference image. If you've read this far, thank you for actually reading all the way through! I would give you a cookie if I could. Tao is one of my most developed OCs, and I hope you've enjoyed reading this, I put a lot of research into him and the AU he's a part of as a whole, and I can go into more detail on the world building I've done at a later date if anyone is interested!

#lego monkie kid oc #commissioned art #shadowpeach fankid #powers and abilities #my art #not my art #Tao Yin

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junkyarddevil · 2 years

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Some advice from an Aussie for those in fire risk areas in Europe

Idk how many people are gonna see this but I figured I’d put some advice that has literally saved some of my friends lives out into the web just in case it does make that difference. I’m gonna share with you guys some tips that helped keep my friends alive during fires / wildfires / bushfires. Some of these tips are officially sanctioned advise from Australian Emergency Service Agencies, others are just bits of advice that were passed down to me. I’ll try my best to specify which is which. Do not ignore advice from your countries officials if it contradicts something I have said here, please.

Firstly: Time is the most important thing.

If you need to evacuate do it sooner rather than later. This is ESA advice too. IIRC (I could be super wrong tho) fire safety officials say you should be evacuating within about three minutes of being told to do so. Some helpful things to make evacuating way faster are as follows:

- Keep all your important documents (birth certificates, passports, photos, etc.) in a container near you. In this container It’s also recommended that you have bottles of water, torches, batteries, P2 masks (they stop smoke inhalation). Obviously some things like the P2 masks need planning and thinking in advanced.

- It’s also recommended you keep your car tank full in case you do need to make a speedy evacuation, you don’t need to stop for a long while. Personally I’d also recommend keeping items in your car as well: Like water bottles, towels, clothes, etc. Just in case.

Secondly: You can’t fight a fire.

As silly as the advice sounds written out like that, the large majority of people who died in the 2019 black summer bushfires here in Australia were people who decided to stay home and protect their properties from the fires.

I’m not saying that everyone who stayed -DID- die fighting fires, or that people were incapable of protecting their properties. But it is a really dangerous choice. Fire safety officials were even pleading with people back during the 2019 fires to leave their homes because of how dangerous it is. I personally do not want people taking the risk, so I’d recommend evacuating instead of staying to fight the fire.

Additionally, a large number of people also died after evacuating too late because they had originally planned to stay and fight fires. Time is truly important, again.

Thirdly: Open Communication and Planning in Advanced save lives.

During the bushfires I had a number of friends become stranded in a coastal town. This was because the only highway in or out of this town became overrun with fires and collapsed trees. They became stranded because the info about the fire, and the word that the highway was overrun, got to them too late. The chain of messages before it got to the people on the scene was just a little too delayed, unfortunately due to the fires knocking out cell phone towers. Thankfully because it was a coastal town, they did have a way to escape the fires (on boats).

At the same time I had friends who nearly became trapped in a small town with fires on all four sides of it, but because they had received word of fires in nearby towns from various friends and official service channels, they survived. They had decided to plan ahead under the presumption that if alarms are being set off for nearby towns, they were next. They evacuated before the warnings went out and it saved their lives.

So please, please. Keep note of where evacuation warnings are, where they are near you, and which media channels (text, radio, television, internet) are the best to keep yourself up to date on the fires.

Planning in advanced also allows you to obtain things like P2 masks, fire extinguishers, and more. It helps speed up the evacuation process too.

Lastly: Keep as calm as you can.

Even during and after evacuations, it is super useful to avoid panicking for your own sake. During an evacuation appearing as if you remain calm and level headed actually keeps those around you calm... and speeds up the evacuation process.

Additionally, once you have evacuated it is obviously a very stressful time and a horrible waiting game. At this point it’s recommended you do your best to keep calm for your own health, the last thing anybody wants after going through such a horrible experience is to get sick.

While I fully believe in this advice, and some of it is sanctioned by Aussie fire officials, I am well aware this may not work for the situations in Europe. While I want to share this advice with you, because I have personally seen it make a difference, please also make sure to listen to your country officials and your countries emergency officials. This info is not intended to contradict any advice given by officials; if it does, please ignore what I’m saying because the situation is different.

#Fire #Europe #Heatwave #wildfire #France #England #UK #Greece #Italy #Spain #Portugal #australia #bushfires #wildfires #bushfire #fire

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atalossofwords · 21 days

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YOU TASTE THE SILVER - IvanTill WIP (Part 2)

Part two of the streamer/sugar daddy AU! This is Ivan's POV, and we get to see a little more of Till's chat. For reasons unknown I ended up coming with a little backstory info on all of Till's regular chatters.

part one

Ivan has a day off, finally, and normally he wouldn't be awake at this time on his day off.

But today is also a Till Streaming Day (capital letters required), so he's awake and drinking coffee his assistant bought him, Till's waiting screen mirrored into his TV as he reads over his newest script. Of course, the moment Till's face comes into view, Ivan gives up any pretence of working.

"Hey, everyone." He says, waving to the camera. Ivan checks the chat on his phone, something warm in his chest as greetings pour in. Is it a little ridiculous that he's proud of someone who doesn't know he exists? Probably, but Ivan was one of the first 100 subscribers, he's allowed to feel proud of the hundreds of viewers actively chatting.

Till does his usual routine, greeting viewers and talking about his day, no fake enthusiasm or playing into the chat's taste; he talks as if they're all friends, as if there's no need to pamper his viewers.

He talks about how he ate a very weird coconut muffin for breakfast, about how his brother is home today and made a frappuccino for them both, comments on a few viewers' chatter.

Finally, he claps his hands, as if he needs to call attention back to him.

"So, today I'm going to unbox everything you guys sent for my PO box. There was so much! Thank you. It's closed for now, but I'll probably do this again someday, if you guys want me to." He looks off to the side, rolling his eyes at someone else. Ivan barely has the time to get curious and jealous before he looks back at the camera. "My brother wanted to make sure everything was safe to show on stream, and that all the snacks were safe to keep out of the fridge, so he already checked everything. I've no idea what it is, though."

The chat seems to have no problem with it, the majority of it talking about how thoughtful he is, how they want a brother like that. Ivan quickly reports the members being bitchy with a few clicks before the realization hits that Till's brother saw his package.

That is quickly followed by the realization that Till is not using his usual double auricle studs. No, today he has on two simple hoops, shining new and silver.

He has Ivan's gift on.

Ivan may be having a heart attack.

(Truth be told, he'd almost forgotten he bought those. He was listening to Till's stream as he strolled a mall in Switzerland, on break from filming, and Till commented he wished he could switch his piercings, since they were so old. He didn't comment on what he wanted, instead helping a viewer decide between a helix or a spider bites.

Ivan took a detour from his clothes shopping, spent far too long looking at the selection on the jewellery store, and picked the prettiest ones he could find before heading back to his hotel room and collapsing for four hours before filming began at 5am the other day.

He only remembered them a month later, when Till said he'd be opening his PO box. He didn't have piercings, his agency would kill him, so he might as well send them along.)

He hadn't thought Till would actually use them, was the thing. Maybe he'd sell them, make some money off the diamonds. But now Ivan wanted to see Till with all of them, the delicate diamonds shining in a darkened room, the halo of Till's hair reflecting light just as well as the gemstones would.

He watched in a daze as Till opened the packages, thanking viewers and commenting how the items could fit on his set-up, his brother's hand occasionally appearing in-frame to hand over a box or examine something closer.

Ivan almost had his heartbeat under control, back to leaning against his couch, when Till's brother pushed forward a big box. A big box with Ivan's handwriting.

Oh, god.

"And this is from… Navi!" Till says, and if Ivan can trick himself into thinking it's a blush on his face, that's his business. He chanced a glance at the chat.

KIRBY ✔️: of course the big box is from navi. MIZI'S BOOT: look it's the oil tycoon!! TillStepOnMe: OMG WHAT'S ON THAT jiejiehere: ooh rich noona strikes again fiieldofroses: girl are you insisting navi's a girl jiejieshere: no self-respecting boy would send that much money to a male streamer, obvs shes using hyung to deflect KIRBY ✔️: girlie don't make me click this ban button for homophobia

Ivan shakes his head, smiling a little as the chat bickers on. He doesn't really care what people say about him, but he appreciates Kirby's quickly shutting it down. Ivan has no time to be a mod, but Kirby reached out to him in private to reassure Ivan can talk in chat without donations, and that they'd "cut a bitch" if they made Ivan uncomfortable.

NAVI (TILL'S ATM) DONATED $100: Hope you enjoy it, hyung!

On-screen, Till shakes his head. "Navi, you know you don't need to send me anything, right? Thank you, I'm sure I'll like it." He says, apparently absent-mindedly touching the two hoops. Ivan feels butterflies on his stomach. His brother probably took the earrings out of the box so Till could see it in private, which makes Ivan… grateful. He hadn't even thought about the pressure Till would feel to thank him live for such an expensive gift.

Till opens the box, and the first thing out is a series of snacks Ivan collected from all over the world as he travelled for his newest movie. Till makes really, incredibly cute 'ooh' noises, piling them all on his lap.

"Wow, Navi, that's a lot of food. We also got some from other people, do you guys think I should do a mukbang next live?" He asks, tilting his head at the camera.

If Ivan has to watch Till eat for a whole live he thinks he's going to die.

NAVI (TILL'S ATM) DONATED $25: Hyung, you should eat them all on stream and rate them!

KIRBY ✔️: navi buddy that's a great idea sirenren ✔️: ooh mukbang!! do one with fried chicken!! LUKAmysavior: till when are you posting another cover

"Alright, then I'll save them for next live." He grins to the side, and Ivan's heart is about to beat out of his chest, Till looks so good grinning. "Then we can invite my brother's boyfriend and they can help me eat it all."

jiejieshere: oh ew is he gay???? KIRBY ✔️: GIRLIE YOU'RE TESTING ME hyunhyun-ssi: ban 'em kirbs woonie: ooh that's nice!! more people on a mukbang makes it a lot better! bonbon ✔️: sharing food always gives me a good feeling! can't wait for the mukbang! KIRBY ✔️: banned ;)

"Let's see what else is here." He says, rummaging on the box until he comes up with a folded piece of cloth. Till shakes it out, showing off a white pullover sweater. Ivan knows by experience it's very, very soft, and knitted by hand, because he bought it himself. Selfishly, he measured it so it would be more or less his size, in the feeble hope Till would put it on and Ivan could at least have a good idea of what Till would look like with Ivan's clothes.

"Oh wow, this is soft…" He says, wonderingly, running one hand over it.

KIRBY ✔️: do you guys think navi will die if till puts it on woonie: LMAO RIP fiieldofroses: till put it on! bonbon ✔️: Oh that looks knitted! Is it custom? bulletcase: oppa is always cold, that's thoughtful!

"Let's see how it looks." Till says, and pulls off his usual jacket to pull the sweater over his head. Ivan feels his soul leaving his body. "Oh, it feels good." He says, standing up to adjust it.

The sweater isn't big enough that it would give off any sorts of 'boyfriend's clothes' vibes, but Till's shoulders are narrower than Ivan's, and the collar is a little too big, sliding to the side to expose his t-shirt.

Ivan picks his phone on autopilot.

NAVI (TILL'S ATM) DONATED $50: hyung looks good

KIRBY ✔️: LMAO NAVI YOU GOOD? hyunhyun-ssi: GOODBYE NAVI'S GRAMMAR fiieldofroses: till looks so cute <3

Till smiles at the camera, rubbing his fingers over the sweater over and over again. "This is really soft, thank you Navi!"

Ivan's possibly losing his mind.

"Okay, let's see what else is there." He says, sitting back down to pull the last thing from the box; a custom neon sign with Till's channel name, custom-made so it changes colors. Till thanks him again, smiling excitedly about it, and keeps the sweater on for the rest of the stream.

Ivan doesn't send anything else, fixated on how good Till looks, on how happy he is, on how much Ivan wants to make him happier.

The stream goes on for 6 hours, Till opening every package and reading every letter, and even starting to move some things into his setup. The first decoration he puts up is Ivan's neon sign. Ivan has to contain himself from buying a new keyboard when Till shows off his computer and comments how he wishes he'd gotten one with RBGs in it.

He goes to bed that night on cloud nine, warm and relaxed and content.

(He also jerks off into a white sweater he has. It's not the same thing, but he does picture Till beneath him, diamond piercings shining on the moonlight, silver hair a halo around his head.

God, Ivan is so pathetic.)

part three

#writing #wip #ivantill #alien stage #you taste the silver

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le-amewzing · 4 months

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Attached

Ohh, when the Sydney feels got you good. TT-TT *Note: This is set after s1e6, "Extraction."

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Fic: "Attached" [FFN] [AO3] [pfio]

Pairings/Characters: Evie Cooper & DeShawn Jackson (platonic but okay to tag as pre-Devie!), Kane

Rating: K+

Words: ~1,510

Additional info: gen fic, friendship, 3rd person POV

Summary: Shortly after wrapping up the cartel case, Evie…admittedly against her better judgment…takes one more call from Kane. She's not sure how she feels about what he has to say, though.

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It'd been less than twenty-four hours since they'd closed the cartel case, but only now…no, within the last hour or so…had Evie stopped jolting, reacting to every little noise back at headquarters.

Every dull closure of the doctor's metal drawers as he wound down for the night, off in the distance in Autopsy.

Blue's offbeat humming interrupted by her periodic bumping into things, as she sorted through evidence and equipment just two shakes away, upstairs in her lab.

Each soft cough from JD 'round the corner at his own desk, clearing his throat instead of getting more coffee since it was getting late.

The definitive clunk of Mackey's takeaway cup each time she took a sip of her third (fourth?) coffee that day while she worked on cleaning her gun, which made its own series of soft clinks as she reassembled it.

And then there was DeShawn, sitting across from Evie, half hidden by his computer, contributing to the office white noise by tidying up his case files and paperwork, his chair squeaking just a touch as he searched his desk for another form…his sounds petering off as he raised his head and eyes, catching his partner's attention, on purpose and not by mistake.

Evie accidentally locked eyes with him, held his gaze for too long a beat, and then broke off the connection first—only to curse herself under her breath. Well, that was stupid. Granted, she'd done a lot worse the last couple days, but getting back to normal with him was one of her top priorities right now. No—it was the top priority.

It helped that today, after the impromptu undercover work, things had been quiet for the team at NCIS. They could focus on the endless follow-up forms for AFP, and Evie could practice her best manners around Mackey since Boss Lady hadn't terminated her rogue arse, and…

Her eyes flicked back to DeShawn, but he was turned away from Evie and had his bag on his desk, making to pack up for the night.

…and, yeah, today let Evie and DeShawn ease into their brand of normal. Or, whatever "normal" looked like when one person kept secrets and left the other to figure it out and save them, while the former punched them and nearly got both of them killed in the process. Y'know. Normal partner stuff.

Still, in spite of the slow day, they hadn't spoken much. Evie didn't have words for him yesterday, when they escaped that explosion, and DeShawn understood then, but…somehow, not filling the silence with idle chitchat made her skin itch, as if she'd been hanging out at Bondi Beach too long without sunscreen. She frowned and reached for her drawer, forgetting for the umpteenth time that the handle was busted.

"Ah, right…," DeShawn said, peering around their shared desk space, his eyes dropping to the busted item. "I promise that's on my to-do list. First thing tomorrow, Evie, I swear."

She raised a lone eyebrow but couldn't keep a straight face for long. "All I need is some duct tape in the short term, D, and—" But she was interrupted by her cellphone trilling at her. Evie read the caller ID, and her good humor vanished.

"Evie?" Considering what had happened the last time her attitude shifted so conspicuously, DeShawn wasn't wrong to frown and show his worry again.

But she mustered a tight smile and pushed up from her desk. "It's nothing, really. I'll just take this and call it a day," she assured him, but she waited until she was well outside, at the edge of the dock, before she answered.

"Hey, there, Jess."

"I thought I told you to lose my number, Kane."

He didn't mind the edge in her tone. "Such a prickly thing, instead of offering a 'hullo.'"

Evie leaned against the railing and gripped it, hard. She didn't see the amusement in the situation, and she didn't bother repeating herself. Kane would take her silence as the hint.

When he finished chuckling, Kane cleared his throat. "So. How did things turn out on your end?"

"How d'you think they turned out?"

"That boss of yours assign you desk duty as punishment?"

Evie deflated some. "…actually…no. I thought that was coming after not being sacked, but Mackey and JD have been surprisingly understanding. More so Mackey," she added as an afterthought. "There's, uh"—she glanced behind and around her, ensuring Mackey weren't about to get the jump on her—"a lot of surprises left to Boss Lady."

"Sounds as though she's growing on you."

Evie pulled a face, disliking his tone. That tone was too comfortable with commenting on her life, and it threatened to dredge up their shared history for the second time in as many days. Instead, Evie cut to the chase. "I genuinely like it here, Kane. I saved your arse, but that nearly cost me mine and theirs in the process."

His end of the line went silent; Evie pulled her phone away to check that, no, the call was connected still. When she put her phone back to her ear, Kane ground out, "…yeah…yeah, I know. You made that abundantly clear at the site when you bit my head off."

She heaved a silent sigh, swallowing a groan of frustration. This side of him never changed… "Then why call now?" she asked. "I'm not doing a repeat, of the case or of us."

This time, Kane didn't dawdle. "You never mince your words with me."

Any other time, Evie might roll her eyes. Right now, with Kane going out of his way to ignore her yesterday and call her now, Evie didn't remark and waited to see his point.

"You always have a snappy take for anyone, something to say on the tip of your tongue. Except for him."

Evie furrowed her brow and wanted to scoff. "Who d'you—?"

"We'd just survived an explosion, Jess, and you wasted no time telling me, right then and there, we were done. But you turned to your partner—and, at first, I thought you'd gone speechless—but then I realized that wasn't it. You've found someone on your same"—Kane growled as he searched for the right word—"wavelength, I dunno. You don't even need words with him. Not even a punch," he added darkly, "just a look, shared between the two of you and the two of you alone."

Kane's quip about her punching DeShawn was, ironically, a low blow as well as a sore spot for her, despite her partner forgiving her already, since she'd been reminded staying in-character on a case was "part of the job." But Kane's grumbles had Evie replaying the case in her head, in bits and pieces, from dodging DeShawn and lying to him and later having to her hurt giant…puppy of a friend when he got too close to blowing their cover at the gym. He really was too stubborn for his own good. And yet…

Evie rested her free arm on the railing and stared out at the ocean with a small smile. Her partner was absolutely stubborn, yes—but Evie felt comfortable in how DeShawn's stubborn goodness balanced out her—well, her everything. Despite Evie's initial misgivings about this Great American Experiment, she'd come to change her mind these last few months, working alongside NCIS…getting to know Mackey and especially DeShawn.

She ran a hand through her hair, glad that her feelings were sorted and Kane's attempt to rile her had failed. "What really gives, Kane? If the point of calling was only to whine at me that I've found new people who've actually got my back, then…"

He didn't answer. He hadn't gone quiet again, because Evie heard him exhale. "I'll let you know how the case with Skelton develops," Kane declared of his former boss.

"You can just contact our office instead. So maybe it's time you forget my number, yeah?"

Kane went silent again. It was more final and present this time.

Even if he were still there, Evie hung up first. But she lingered outside, mulling over Kane's words.

A long shadow sliced through the light behind her, and Evie turned to see DeShawn poke his head out the door. "Evie! You done? If you are, you down for drinks?"

She blinked, the invitation catching her off-guard, especially in light of everything with the case and today and, damn, why had she answered Kane's stupid, stupid call—

Even at some feet away, DeShawn possibly sensed her hesitation. He pointed inside with both hands. "Blue and JD are down, and I'm working on roping Mackey into joining us even if only for one round." He grinned. "Wanna come watch, see if I can wear her down?"

Evie put Kane and his opinions out of mind then. She'd told him to forget her number, so it was high time she forgot him altogether. "Yeah, I'd like to see you try," she quipped, returning that grin with a little smirk of her own, and she headed back inside with DeShawn.

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Done for the 5, 10, 20, 50, 70, 100 Fandoms Challenge as well as the If You Dare Challenge (for prompt #42: cactus) in the HPFC forum on FFN. Hmm, the prompt was implied here (since Kane called her a "prickly thing," *lol*). ANYWAY! Feels good to be back. I've not rly written or published anything (aside from art…altho there was one marker article on pfio) since summer 2023, and that is bc Life and also tech was stressing me out. Oof. But!! SYDNEY!!! As if I haven't loved every single NCIS there is (NOLA, you were gone too soon! LA, I need a made-for-TV movie on Hetty's whereabouts!!), and then they give us Sydney and I fell so hard. For me, Sydney's pilot actually is my fav of all the spin-offs, and I've seen it three times, *lol*; lucked out in catching ep2-4 twice, as well. But I adore the entire cast, the premise, and goodness what potential!! I've had art ideas since ep1 aired but not had a chance to doodle anything yet, but I also have a handful of story ideas, so pls enjoy them~ And wow, may I just say that Evie and DeShawn rly have great chemistry??! Whether you like it platonic or ship it, the Devie pair is awesome! Can't blame Kane for grumbling about Devie's vibes/being attached (hence the title). XD (Also, my girl, Evie. *hugs her bc angst* Then my man, D. *hugs him bc he's a big ol' puppy/angel*) Ahhh, my dithering is done…until the next Sydney fic! :3c

Thanks for reading, and feel free to: leave an anon/unsigned review via the FFN link, comment via the AO3 link at the top of the post, or comment via the pillowfort link also at the top, especially if you enjoyed this!

~mew

#ncis: sydney #evie cooper #deshawn jackson #kane (ncis: sydney)#fanfic #mew writes too much #have some feels #is anyone rly surprised i'm writing for sydney too? XD

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One For Sorrow, Two For Joy - Part Five

Masterlist, Part One

Part Five of Eighteen

Summary: For the last three years, you’ve been working a repetitive Ministry job and wrapped your life around an unhappy relationship. After realizing how empty your life has become, you leave everything behind and stumbles across an unlikely job for you - Office Manager for Weaselys' Wizard Wheezes. There you wish to find something you lost in the war: hope.

Word Count: 3937

Warnings: 18+, drinking, angst. Minors DNI.

HP Tag List: @bamboozledflamplant

You stormed out of the Leaky Cauldron and Apparated outside the shop. You went straight to the office, avoiding human contact along the way. You didn’t want to risk snapping at a customer today. There were piles of pre-orders and an ever growing list with everyone's info, anyways

A lot needed to be done and you needed a distraction.

It worked, maybe too well as you didn't even notice when George came in. Not until he was waving his hand right in front of your face. "Hello?"

You blinked up at him. "Yeah?"

"I asked if you heard the show today."

You nodded, looking back at the paperwork in front of you.

"And?"

You scribbled a couple of things down. "It was fine." Four hundred seventy six orders so far. Mostly from Hogwarts students. How much would it cost to send these all out at the same time? Did you even have access to enough owls?

"Fine?" George asked, putting his hand on top of the parchment, blocking out the numbers. "Did I say something wrong? If it's about the donation, I'm sorry I didn't tell you before. I thought it would be a nice surprise." He looked sincerely concerned as he sat at the edge of your desk.

"No, George," you said, covering his hand. "You were wonderful, I'm so happy you're doing the donation. I'm sorry, I - I ran into someone and it put me in a terrible mood."

"McLaggen?" he asked. He must have seen the confusion on your face and added, "I noticed you got uncomfortable whenever his name was mentioned at dinner the other night. And I remember the night of the battle, that you, um, were with him. Figured there might be some history there."

You confirmed with a small nod, leaning back in your chair and pulling up back of your collar that had rolled down. "We had gotten close in the last month of the war. We were inseparable, even ended up working together. Moved in together not long after that. It wasn't perfect, but we were partners. At least we were until I caught him naked on our couch wrapped around another woman."

"The arse cheated on you?"

"Yeah. I haven’t even talked to him since then. I quit my job the next day, moved out of our apartment, ignored all of the letters he sent me. Seeing him today just...it just brought back some painful memories."

George sympathized. He told you that you were better off without him and that you deserved much better, all the usual things someone says to a person after a nasty breakup. He was right, but it didn't soften the pain of someone you loved and trusted betraying you in the home you had built together.

You and Cormac didn't have a great relationship. You were distant and uninterested in doing things he enjoyed. He wasn't a good listener and cared more about the image you gave the public than the actual goings on behind closed doors. The two of you should have either worked on your problems or ended the relationship long before. But he chose the easy way out.

"I appreciate the support, but I really just need to distract myself for a bit. Can we just focus on work for a bit? We only have a few more days before the release, anyway."

Hours passed as you added piles and piles of the joke items only to have them dwindle as you assembled the boxes. It was nearly midnight before you finally stopped.

Stretching out in your chair, you admired the huge stacks of Fred's Fantastic Funboxes compiled. The sound of clinking glass caught your attention as George pulled out something from his desk.

It was a large bottle of Firewhiskey and a couple of glasses. He said nothing as he poured out a small amount into one and slid it across to you. There was something etched on the side. You turned it to find the Gryffindor House Crest.

"Really?" you asked, holding up the cup to him.

He smiled as he poured himself a shot, amused at your feigned distaste. "A toast," he said, raising his glass, "to you. Without you, none of this would have been possible."

The liquid burned your throat as you gulped it down and you took a moment to close your eyes and enjoy the sensation. It had been months since you had a drink.

George looked at you as you set the glass on the table and slid it across to him. You tilted your head towards the bottle and he poured you each another round.

"To us," you said before letting the Firewhiskey slide down your throat again. This time the sensation made its way through your whole body, letting you relax. "You know," you put the glass back on the desk, "he said he missed me? He actually had the nerve to tell me that?"

George responded by pouring another shot.

You held the glass up, about to drink, before setting it down untouched. "The worst part is I don't even think it was because he actually missed me. He seemed more concerned whether or not you and I were dating. Said you Weasleys always want what’s his." You nursed my shot, hoping it would help make more sense. "He's comparing our years-long relationship to a Quidditch position and one date he had with Hermione back in school. That's how little he actually cares. Over three years –literally fighting in a war for our lives together–to a couple of hours at a dinner party and sitting in front of a damned goal post."

"It's not your fault."

A humorless chuckle escaped your mouth. "Isn't it? I spent years expecting him to change, but I did nothing. I wasn't willing to change or compromise either. I didn't try to talk about our problems. I didn't leave." It was impossible to keep the tears away and they fell freely down your face. "I could have done a hundred things different. If I had tried harder, maybe...maybe he wouldn't have done it."

"Just because you made bad choices, it doesn't excuse his shitty one." George kneeled beside you. "Maybe you could have done things differently, but you didn't cheat. You didn't force him to do it, either. He made that idiotic decision on his own. So no, it is not your fault."

Your sleeve became drenched as you wiped your face. "It hurt. Merlin, it fucking hurt. But, at the same time, it felt like such a huge relief. I wasn't happy. Not for such a long time. I think I was too scared of change, of hurting someone I loved, of being alone. I'm not glad that he did what he did, but..." you trailed off, unsure of how exactly you felt.

"Hey, I get it. I'd love nothing more than to kick his arse right now, but I'm also grateful that his fuckup brought you here. I meant it when I said none of this would be possible without you. You've brought life back to this place. To me. So McLaggen can go fuck himself. He lost out on an incredibly beautiful, intelligent woman."

George's small smile didn't miraculously make everything better, but it did make the burden easier to bear. Part of you wanted to tell him more, tell him everything. You wanted to explain why you stayed. Why you were even with him in the first place. But you couldn't. You weren’t drunk enough for that conversation just yet.

"Let's get you home."

After another hectic day, George and you were sitting back in the office, nibbling on the dinner he'd bought. Neither of you had taken a day off that week, you’d been too busy fulfilling another influx of mail orders, trying to keep up with the normal day-to-day tasks, and helping in the shop.

"That's done," you said, straightening the pile of parchment. The invoices were cleared, paid for, and, with a tap of your wand, organized. It was the last thing you had to do today.

George didn't look up from his letter. It was the same one he'd been looking at for several minutes, despite having a pile of more next to him. "Thanks. Go ahead home, I'll see you tomorrow." Something in his voice was off.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"Yeah," he said, unconvincingly.

Looking at the letter, you could see dark spots where water had fallen. "George, what's wrong?"

He finally looked up, his eyes and nose were red and puffy. He handed over the letter. "It's from Dennis. Dennis Creevey."

George,

I wanted to congratulate you on the new product. Seeing you commemorate your brother inspired me to do something I've been too afraid to do: I went through Colin's old film rolls and got them all developed. Can you believe he had nearly thirty rolls of film? Almost half were from his first year- a great feat considering he was Petrified for half the year.

It was cathartic to finally go through them all. It gave me a piece back of my brother.

I've decided to send everyone the photos Colin took of them, but I wanted to send you yours first.

Thanks,

Dennis C.

Something heavy landed with a thud on the desk. It was a sealed envelope that you assumed was full of pictures. "I can't open it," he croaked.

"Would you like me to?" He gave a small nod. Pulling out the stack, it seemed like it must have been at least a hundred pictures. The first third of the photos were of Fred and George during their fourth year, when you were a Second Year. There were a lot of Quidditch pictures. One where George was yelling at the former Gryffindor Captain, Oliver Wood.

Then the pictures made a sudden change to the next year. Their hair was longer and they'd gotten quite a bit taller. More Quidditch. A few around the castle. There was a more natural transition into the following year, when Hogwarts had the Triwizard Tournament. There was a photo of the twins putting their names in the Goblet, one of them celebrating, followed by another of them growing white hair and beards.

Then there was a photo of you.

Well not of you. It was of the betting booth they had set up during the First Task. But you were there, with Sarah, talking to them. Sarah had dragged you over so she could place her bet on Krum. You’d even been talked into placing your own by the three of them, but on Harry.

It was the first time you’d seen a picture of Sarah in years, all the ones you had of her were hidden away in your parent's attic. You didn't realize you were crying until George's hand squeezed your shoulder. His curiosity had gotten the best of him and he'd come around to see what had made you stop.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't think you or Sarah would be in there."

Your thumb slid across the image of your giggling friend, taking in the details you’d forgotten. Your heart ached at the hole her loss had left. She was your best friend and had been since your second day at Hogwarts. You had been together constantly, even spending most of your holidays together.

"You know, she spent half the Task talking about Fleur? She went on and on about her and how she smelled like roses last time she had passed her in the halls. She didn't bet on her, cause, you know, Krum and all. But she was a very big fan."

George chuckled. "Ron asked her to the Yule Ball. His face when he found out that Bill had started dating her was priceless. Couldn't talk to her for the first couple months after he started bringing her over. Fred loved it, teased him constantly. Even asked him if he was going to interrupt the wedding and declare his undying love for her."

The two of you stared down at the photo fondly, letting the good memories wash away some of the grief. It'd been a long time since you had let yourself remember more than your failures with Sarah.

"Can't believe Colin actually got a picture of the first time you and I met," he said.

"What?" you laughed. "That wasn't the first time we met."

He stared in confusion. "It wasn't?"

"No! Oh Merlin, you really don't remember, do you? The second day of my first year I got lost heading back to the Common Room after hours. Came across you and Fred. You walked me back to the tower!" You had had a growth spurt between Third and Fourth Year, but had you been so unrecognizable that second meeting?

Recognition flashed across his face. "You were the little Ravenclaw!" His eyes were wide, as if he'd been told you had a tail. "Wow, I can't believe I never realized that. I mean you looked very different, but still."

Rolling your eyes, you put the photo of the four of you aside and continued on. No photos of Quidditch that year, but plenty of Fred and George in the stands or their Common Room. Even one of them before the Ball, both dressed dapperly in dress robes.

The last dozen photos were of their last year. Most of them in the DA. There was the group picture where Sarah had strategically placed the two of you in front of the twins. And then there was another one of you.

"How on earth did he take this one?" You marveled as you stared at the photo of George and you smiling triumphantly at each other, your hand clutching his wrist. It had been the only time you and George had worked together in the DA, when you were struggling to produce a Patronus. Colin had managed to capture the moment right after you produced your first non-corporeal Patronus.

"Blimey, Colin," George said, taking the photo from you. "I didn't even know he had his camera that day."

Colin had managed to capture not one, but two of the handful of times you and George had actively interacted with each other at school. You’d spoken to Fred a few more times after and you’d fought alongside the both of them in the Battle, but otherwise you had barely spoken to each other over the years.

"Did I ever thank you? For helping me that day?"

"Now that you mention it," he said, lifting his eyebrow, "I don't think you ever did. Pretty rude of you."

Your eyes rolled again. George Weasley: The Drama Queen. "My apologies, oh great teacher. Please, accept my humble offering of thanks." He let out a snorting laugh as you raised your middle finger at him.

It was impossible for you to resist nuzzling further into the sheets, they seemed softer and more plentiful. It was incredible that you were ever able to actually leave it. And it smelled like Gingersnaps and coffee. Inhaling deep, you let out a content sigh. This was heaven.

Wait.

Your sheets were scratchy and cheap.

They smelled like basic detergent.

This wasn't your bed.

Oh Merlin, this wasn't your bed.

The realization caused you to bolt out of the bed. The room was familiar, but your brain couldn't place where you’d seen it. It wasn't too familiar, so at least you hadn't found yourself back with Cormac. But whose bed was it? You’d never had a one night stand before, and, while you didn't mind the thought of it, you would still want to actually remember doing it. And, more importantly, who you had done. Your eyes adjusted to the darkened room as you attempted to recall the night before.

You had been at work with George. You were organizing all the orders, stocking the shop for the release. You wanted to write thank you notes to some of the larger orders and the two of you had gone up to his loft so he could sign them too.

You drank a bottle of mead.

An entire bottle.

Fuck.

This was George's loft.

This was George's room.

This was George's bed.

Fuck.

Did you...?

No, you don't think so. You were still wearing the same sweater and pants and it really didn't feel like you had done anything with anyone.

But would it be so bad if you had?

Of course it would. He was your boss and you would not start another office romance. This job meant too much to you. George did too.

Shaking the thought from your head, you went in search of him. Tip toeing past the empty washroom and peeking into the living room, you could see him lying on the couch asleep. He laid there peacefully with his chest rising rhythmically. His mouth was slightly open and it seemed like there was a bit of drool on his chin.

His head turned, revealing the disfigured remains of his left ear. You saw it nearly every day. But it was a shock compared to his child-like slumber. A bitter reminder of the innocence you two had lost. A reminder of why today was important.

Your back ached as you silently crept out the front door, doing your best to open and shut it as quietly as possible. It was still dark outside and it was all too tempting to go back to the bed you had crawled out of. With a quick pop home to clean up and change, you got back to work.

There had been a lot of packages, too many to deliver each one by owl. Only those going to private homes or businesses would be sent via owl service, the rest would be a bit more...magical.

A special breakfast fireworks display had been planned for Hogwarts, each package enchanted to go to the right student. No classes would be interrupted on a Saturday and the kids would hopefully enjoy the theatrics. It was loud, obnoxiously bright, and–most importantly–McGonagall approved.

The Headmistress had been very supportive, each of you receiving a letter from her telling you how proud and excited she and the other professors were. She had been the one to give you the idea for the display and had been all too eager to participate. She'd made it mandatory for any student who had purchased a box to attend breakfast that morning so that she could have a 'discussion' about the rules. You’d made sure to send Argus a bottle of Scotch and a box of cat treats in a preemptive apology.

It would be spectacular to see, but youhad other things to attend to. Stopping by Cho's to give her the most recent donation for the home, ensuring the owls were sent out on time, picking up coffee and pastries for the team, conforming lunch delivery, and double checking everything in the store was ready for opening.

Twenty minutes before opening George slipped in the store past the mob that had formed at the entrance. He was beaming as he came in, greeting Bini, Amber, and Naenia with enthusiasm. On seeing you, he jokingly chastised you for not waking him up before you left in the morning. You could see the clerks exchanging curious glances with raised brows. You made sure to mention him sleeping on the couch during your quick apology and thanked him for letting you crash. "I would have been fine on the couch, you know."

"So you could tell Mum and have her yell at me for being a poor host? I think not." He looked around and began to nearly bounce in joy. "I can't believe it. Today's the day!" In a flash he picked you up and spun you around.

"George!" you squealed, clinging on tightly at the fear of him accidentally letting you go. But he gently put you down, leaving you both giggling like children.

Before you opened for the day, he thanked the team for all they'd done recently and for staying with him before. A couple jokes later and the doors opened. Within minutes the display was empty and Bini was quick to replenish it. The day continued, slowing down a bit before picking up again around lunch and after office hours.

George continued to be the center of attention. He seemed to have many female admirers who openly flirted and would wait until he was able to help them. It was hard to tell whether he was flirting or not as he smiled and laughed with them. It was distracting to hear all the pathetic one liners they would throw at him.

But you also got to watch a couple of them glare in envy as he pulled you into a picture with him for an article about the day's success. That almost made up for their gag-worthy attempts. Almost.

Dean greeted as you watched George be pulled into a conversation with another round of women. "Busy day, eh? "

"Yeah," you agreed. Determined to ignore the scene with George, you focused on Dean. "Didn't you preorder? Did you not get your box?"

"Oh yeah, I got it this morning. It's brilliant. Damn near scared the Irish out of Seamus this mornin' with that spider. But I wanted to see the action, you know? Everyone's been talking about it at the shop."

You tilted my head in confusion.

"Flourish and Blotts. I'm the shopkeep there."

Had you really not been to the bookstore recently? "Oh, of course." Maybe you needed to get out more. "Yeah, we've been crazy since we opened. I didn't think we'd have so many people since school is in session, but I guess nostalgia and curiosity got the best of everyone. You included."

He chuckled a bit as you finished restocking some Spell Checking Quills. "I guess it did. You know, I was hoping to talk to you. Maybe we can grab a cup of tea soon? I know Seamus misses you, too."

You shifted uncomfortably, knowing just what he wanted to talk about. "I actually am pretty busy the rest of year, you know, with the store and the holidays coming up. Maybe after the new year?"

He didn't skip a beat. "Yeah, both our shops are closed on New Year's Day. We can have lunch at The Three Broomsticks."

You couldn't think of a worthy excuse. You agreed, hoping he wouldn't notice your reluctance. You’d have to think of a reason not to go later, but at least he'd be satisfied for a few weeks. He left happily and you continued to stock and help customers until the shop finally closed.

You said goodbye to the last patron and sent the clerks home before closing down the registers. You didn't realize George was missing until you heard voices towards the back of the store. A quick check revealed George speaking with Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell in the back. Part of you wanted to step in and remind him that the shop had closed, but you thought better of it. He hadn't spoken to many people in years and they had been close friends at Hogwarts, he deserved to enjoy their company. You finished up restocking the front of the store and left him a note saying you had to go.

He had always had a large social group, always been surrounded by people. Normal for him was a crowd and being the center of attention. That's just who he was.

Bonus Content:

The First Time You Met George

Colin’s Photograph’s #1

Colin’s Photographs #2

Part Six

#george weasley x fem!reader #george wealsey x reader #george weasley fanfiction #george weasley x ravenclaw!reader #george weasley x y/n #george weasley x you #weasley wizard wheezes #weasley twins

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syzekrom · 2 years

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This is a translation of Nintendo Dream August 2017, an interview with Kumazaki that covers the story of Amazing Mirror and Team Kirby Clash Deluxe, insight on Planet Robobot, and Kumazaki's game-making days as a student.

I originally decided to translate this for the info about Dark Mind and King D-Mind, but I ended up looking at the whole thing, since it also has info about PR and Kumazaki despite being a TKCD interview. I got these scans of the interview from a friend who said they got them from MeteorZ, as he uses them in one of his lore videos. But besides certain segments shown in his videos, I don't believe this has been fully translated, so I've taken the liberty of doing it, since the information of this interview is a massive gap in knowledge for most Kirby fans I've talked to.

Unlike my previous translations, I'm not including the Japanese text, only the translation, because firstly there's a lot of text and it looks really cluttered, and secondly because well it's from an image and I'd have to like transcribe with Google Lens or something and then fix it up.

Everyone! Kirby Hunters Z Character & Worldbuilding Background

Shinya Kumazaki-san

Chief Creator in Development Department #1 of HAL Laboratory Development Headquarters. Involved in development of Kirby since GC “Kirby’s Airride”, currently oversees the entire series as the General Director.

Interview with General Director Kumazaki

(This is the random blurb on the left under the box with 3DS in it) As with the last issue, this issue is also a feature on Kirby! From General Director Kumazaki, we’ll share the secret development stories of “Everyone! Kirby Hunters Z” (Hereafter “Hunters Z”) not told in the game. As well, news on the new title “Kirby’s Great Inhale Offensive” releasing this summer!

Everyone! Kirby Hunters Z is the Japanese name of Team Kirby Clash Deluxe.

Kirby’s Great Inhale Offensive is the Japanese name of Kirby’s Blowout Blast.

What is “Everyone! Kirby Hunters Z”?

Choose 1 job you prefer from “Sword Hero”, “Heavy Hammer”, “Heal Doctor”, and “Magic Beam”, and four Kirbys will cooperate to defeat giant enemies in this co-op action game. You’ll level up as experience points accumulate. Buy and equip weapons and armor and challenge various quests!

(Ice Dragon battle and Colossal Waddle Dee quest board caption) ←↑Play with up to 4 players using local communications by bringing multiple 3DSs with the software. There are more than 40 types of quests to play and it’s outstandingly non-repetitive!

遊び応え = worth playing/satisfying/deep/fulfilling gameplay/non-repetitive or something

★ The Reason Bandana Waddle Dee was Chosen as the Guide of Pupupu Kingdom

― Why is the bandana-wearing Waddle Dee kindly and politely instructing Kirby on this and that?

Kumazaki: When we set out to create an RPG-style world called the Pupupu Kingdom, we needed a background character to be a resident of the kingdom. I thought that a Waddle Dee would obviously be suited to be a citizen, but to stand out as an individual, it was necessary that they were someone who would make you want to start a conversation. Also, the first quest is a fight with Grand Waddle Dee… it’s tricky in a series like “Kirby”.

― What does that mean?

Kumazaki: Waddle Dees are considered enemies. However, the bandana-wearing Waddle Dee participated as one of the friends within “Kirby of the Stars Wii”, and was an assistant that gave you things such as healing items in “Kirby of the Stars: Triple Deluxe” and “Kirby of the Stars: Robobo Planet”. Also, a bandana itself is very easy to handle, and matches the aesthetic of whatever world. It matches the middle-ages RPG style worldbuilding, and also it's naturally a perfect match for Kirby’s world. Bandana Waddle Dee is super convenient because he solves a whole variety of problems at once (Laughs).

(Grand Waddle Dee battle caption) ↑The first fight is this Grand Waddle Dee. Fight in order to stop its rampage.

― I see (Laughs). Speaking of Waddle Dee’s, I’ve been curious for a while, can they speak human languages?

Kumazaki: Because Waddle Dees don’t have a mouth, they speak as per the sound effect that sounds like monyo monyo. I don’t know if they can speak human languages, perhaps Kirby senses whatever the Waddle Dees are saying.

(Talking to the town guide caption) ↑So Kirby senses Bandana Waddle Dee’s messages!

― Kirby doesn’t speak much either.

Kumazaki: I think Kirby should be silent. But if you do that, it means that there isn’t any character who’ll talk. For “Kirby of the Stars Wii”, I left most of the dialogue to Magolor.

― So that’s how it was.

Kumazaki: I think having the minimal amount of messages that can make characterization recognizable is sufficient for building emotion and story. I think it's on a title by title basis as needed, and would not be the case if a Kirby game is created that would be enhanced by characters speaking more lines.

Very iffy on what this second sentence actually says. タイトルごとに必要に応じてとは思いますが､もしセリフを喋った方が盛り上がる「カービィ」のゲームが誕生するのであれば、その限りではないかなと。

★ A Story That’s Made Deep and Summarized Simply

― How is the World of “Hunters Z” Made?

Kumazaki: Although the backstory I created was deep, I decided I wanted the game to be simple to play, so not every element was included. I decided to imply the story in “Hunters Z” through illustrations and other means, but while the gameplay itself was solidified, I adjusted the story portion quite a bit with director Todo (Yumi-san). I shrunk the volume to the minimum acceptable for an action game, so even after clearing it, you could continue talking about how this game is based on fragmented information, even when not playing the game.

(Prologue caption) ↑Things such as an appearance that resembles reading a book, and visual accompaniment in the style of illustrations were devised to enhance the imagination!

★ That Mirror Created the Another Bosses

Parallel Bosses are called Another Bosses in Japanese

― Where exactly did Another (Parallel) Susie come from?

Kumazaki: The backstory emerged from the Another Dimension Road that was in “Kirby of the Stars Wii”. What connected to Another Dimension was the power of the magic-possessing "Distorted Black Dimension Mirror" which Taranza used, and consequently the balance of the worlds collapses, resulting in Another (Parallel) Susie and the others being summoned. As a result of Taranza’s desire to revive Queen Sectonia using that Distorted Mirror, Another (Parallel) versions of past bosses are born one after the other, and in the end, as he loses control, even Taranza’s own alter-ego/offshoot (分身), Dark Taranza, is born.

Another Dimension Road is removed from the English description for riding Landia and the cutscene title for Magolor shooting you down, but it's still mentioned once in Magolor's conversations, translated as interdimensional tunnel. Planet Robobot translates it as extra-dimensional road. It is the road that leads to a variety of other dimensions and connects Popstar to Halcandra... essentially literally everything we've seen of Another Dimension is the Another Dimension Road.

(Parallel Susie caption) →So, another world’s Susie was summoned. She’s not wearing her gold hair ornament, the little differences are curious!

★ How the Last Boss Mutated Into Dark Mind’s Appearance

― The mastermind behind the story is Taranza, but the true last boss betrays fans’ expectations well…!

Kumazaki: Given that Taranza manipulated Great King Dedede as the Hero of the Lower World in “Kirby of the Stars: Triple Deluxe”, King D-Mind was created from the “Distorted Mirror” as what Dark Taranza considers the most savage individual. The backstory of “Kirby of the Stars: The Great Labyrinth of Mirrors” is that “Evil minds were gathered and born within the Dimension Mirror”. This time, Taranza’s evil mind gathers in King D-Mind, who is not the actual Great King Dedede, and consequently, Dark Mind emerges from within his body. Dark Taranza produced what he considered to be the strongest warrior, but despite his efforts, in the end he’ll be discarded, a development typical for Taranza.

(King D-Mind emerging from the Distorted Mirror caption) ↑It’s not actually him since it’s a being created from the mirror, but it’s been quite a while since Great King Dedede appeared as the last boss?

Guess they're ignoring Fighters Deluxe, lol.

(King D-Mind swinging his axe and his Dark Mind core caption) →His attacks and movements are (the same as) Great King Dedede’s… or so you think, but during the second phase, he transforms into the figure on the right

(Masked Dedede's Revenge caption) ↑Great King Dedede battles Kirby while manipulated by Taranza. His attacks using an ax rather than the usual hammer are impactful

(Dark Mind caption) ←Dark Mind’s final form looks like a big eyeball.

(Dark Mind chase caption) →At the end of the battle, he turns small and tries to escape… and is chased and destroyed!

Interview Tidbits 1

Hidden Episodes of Storytelling

An interview with Kumazaki-san was published in the previous Kirby of the Stars 25th Anniversary feature. This time, we will deliver a secret episode on the story production of “Kirby of the Stars: Robobo Planet” and memories of game development as a student.

Kumazaki: When creating a story that appeals with a new world design and emotions, I thought about what would have the greatest emotional impact. So, I came up with the backstory of a father who became a money-grubber and forgets his beloved daughter (that or a daughter loses her memories of her father). Since I had a daughter myself, I thought that nothing could be more shocking... The love between a parent and child is very exciting. So, Planet Robobot’s story is a story I made as what I thought would have the greatest emotional impact at the time.

(Susie giving you an Invader Armor caption) ←The story’s impression changes with the perspective that the company president’s secretary was his blood-related daughter.

(Kumazaki caption) "The games are made with the quality of being an all-ages game not just made for children, but also played by beginners."

Very iffy about this sentence too. 「子供向けでなく、初心者でも遊べる、全年齢のゲームとしてのクオリティを意識して作っています」

★ Why the First Boss was Kracko

― Why is the first Ordeal Quest Boss not Whispy Woods?

Kumazaki: Whispy Woods appeared as a boss in the previous sub-game version entry, so I decided I wanted a change, and the main reason is that Kracko did not appear in the previous entry. Unlike the bosses up until then that are fought on land, Kracko flies in the air, so he was suitable to be a demonstrative boss battle for team tactics. Whispy Woods is the “Kirby” series’ early skill check boss, but Grand Waddle Dee fulfills that role in this title.

(Whispy Woods battle caption) ↑Now that he’s not the first boss, he seems a bit tougher than before!?

★ The Scene Itself is Sometimes Changed Due to the Music

― The music in “Hunters Z” is pretty good too. The Ordeal Quest’s BGM is particularly intense!

Kumazaki: The music is titled “Save the Kingdom! Ordeal Quest” (Composition: Hirokazu Ando-san), it’s a cool track I’d like to use in the main “Kirby” series. I thought it would be more exciting if people went “Oh!” at the first Ordeal Quest, so I wanted a boss suited to this track to appear. So, I thought, rather than Whispy Woods… Kracko! The sense of accomplishment of Ordeal Quests is big in this title, and the 完成度 quality of this track became an influence on the game's excitement. The directing may be arranged based on the outcome of the music. In the past in “Kirby of the Stars Wii”, in order to make the Grand Doomer battle more exciting, instead of the usual boss theme, it was given a different stage theme as his own theme to make it ostensibly seem like it was the Last Battle.

完成度 'degree of perfection/completion' is a made-up term in Japanese art critique that can simply mean quality, but could also mean the accuracy of the final product to the original intent, or if the final product was worth what was invested into it. Or like... literally anything else as far as I can tell.

(Kracko battle caption) ←Kracko is a classic boss just like Whispy Woods!

― Did changing the whole game based on music come about from a development structure with Kumazaki-san at its center?

Kumazaki: Maybe… I think so. I ask each composer “Please make a theme like this”, but it may or may not be the case that the result has more impact than I thought. Rather than adjusting the 完成度 quality by repeatedly retaking in order to fall in line with the specifications decided at the start, good things are good, so I find the best scenario to use them.

― Your impression (of the music) expands when you listen to the music, doesn’t it?

Kumazaki: That’s right. I work while listening throughout the day. So, if we make a lot of good themes, we readjust the boss battle direction to match.

― It’s growing more and more over the top, isn’t it (Laughs).

Kumazaki: You can’t make it so that a theme is always rising in temperature towards the climax. For example, although a theme might have been made for the first stage, it sounds like it’s from the climax no matter how I think about it (Laughs). If a stage theme from the second half sounds like a battle theme, that theme can be a boss battle theme, or if there aren’t enough extremely Kirby-like themes, Kirby-like themes from the second half can be brought to the front… that’s how I develop. The last boss themes always get finished as I imagined them, but the last boss themes in this title even explains the backstory through the change in music.

Interview Tidbits 2

Memories of Game-Making Starting as a Student

― Is there anything that was particularly memorable in your experience making games?

Kumazaki: I started out around when I was a student. When I was in elementary school, I tried making games like Sugoroku, or messing around voluntarily making wild drawings of the map for something like W9-1 or W10-1 of “Super Mario”. I didn’t have access to a computer, so I was a painter-type. However, once “RPG Maker” (※1) and “Dezaemon” (※2) were released for home game consoles, I started making games that could actually be played.

Sugoroku is a Japanese board game similar to Backgammon.

― It’s now the age where you can make games with games.

Kumazaki: So when I was around 18, I got my friends to form a team and enter an “RPG Maker” game contest (※3). But as we were making it, we realized we wouldn’t make it in time for the application deadline as things were. Even if there’s a team, if you’re making it for fun and the power balance is even, there’s no such sense of duty like “If this can’t be done in time, it should stop”, so development speed doesn’t increase.

Japanese doesn't require I or we so I've just assumed anything ambiguous as we in this story of the contest.

― By the way, what kind of RPG did you make?

Kumazaki: Depicting the Hero’s solitude and the world after the subjugation of the Demon King… We were trying to make an RPG with a long story. But we thought “We can’t make the deadline at this rate!”, so we used the assets that we had then, and remade them into an action RPG. Furthermore, we put together a schedule and wrote “Complete graphics by here” on the calendar. Recently, I suddenly realized, I was reorganizing a project back then!

― Amazing (Laughs).

Kumazaki: Looking back on how we strived from our predicament until its completion, we were also learning a lot about game-making, and I think we did a great job. It was good experience to cram as much as we could into the title, completing it, and having it properly evaluated in the contest.

― As a result, you were chosen for the grand prize in the contest.

Kumazaki: That’s right. My dream of making games that I’ve always had since I was a child has come true. That’s why I’m really happy every day now, and I feel thankful while creating.

(HAL Lab blog and photoshoot caption) ↑Kumazaki-san wrote about the interview published in last month’s edition on the HAL Lab blog. Behind the scenes of the shoot, the editor-in-chief was also taking photos.

(MONSTER SCHOOL caption) ←This is the RPG which won the grand prize, “MONSTER SCHOOL”. The protagonist is a teacher.

Annotations

※1: As the name suggests, it's a software that allows you to create RPGs. Released on various platforms, from PCs to home consoles.

※2: A software that allows you to make shooting games. Kumazaki-san was playing the Super Famicom version of "Dezaimon".

※3: A game contest with prize money as the grand prize that selects an original game made with "RPG Maker". Kumazaki-san used the "RPG Maker" series and applied for the "ASCII Entertainment Software Contest" and "Tag de Maker Contest".

#kirby translations #kirby #kirby of the stars #kirby series #team kirby clash deluxe #planet robobot #kumazaki

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Imagine Thorin before The Unexpected Journey

a/n: early release draft, I’ll probably edit more later!

You were never one to fall for the brooding type, but there was no stopping for the inevitable.

The dwarves showed up out of nowhere. They were passing through Gondor on their way to Dunland where Thror, Thrain, and Thorin had decided that place was their best option. Many of their following had dwindled, most headed for the Blue Mountains or the Iron Hills. Dunland was a place of no importance, it was just a place for them to seek refuge. They had no plans of staying there, for the true goal was to take back their home, Erebor. Though a plan like that already had people grimacing for the bloodshed was still fresh and the loss was many. How could they overcome a beast that had defeated them so easily on their own home front.

They needed allies, they needed help, not from men, and definitely not from the elves, but from their own people, dwarves assisting other dwarves. That is what Thorin thought anyways. But with supplies running low and spirits at an all time downward spiral, they would have to start from the ground up.

About a month after the traveling dwarves had passed through Gondor and finally settled into the neighboring Dunland, Thorin seeked out work. The big city was the best place to look for it, though no one cared about the tragedies a person had been through, if you had no talent or skill, you wouldn’t find a job. Luckily dwarves were brimming with skills and their expertise was known for crafting weapons. The grandson of the King Under the Mountain, became a blacksmith of Gondor for the sake of putting food on the table. He had a perpetual frown on his face as if it was engraved there permanently.

He had all the reason to be, rumors spread fast in Gondor of what had happened to the dwarves and the almighty Smuag, the terror of their lifetime. Everyone was afraid of what the dragon would do next. Most thought that the dwarves would bring it with them somehow, as if they carried bad luck. So Thorin was well aware of how much the people of Gondor didn’t want him there. He wasn’t wanted anywhere. But the skills he possessed as a smith kept his employer from kicking him to the curb like others had done before.

“Another fine piece of weaponry Thorin. The next order is a pair of long swords,” grunted Izec the chief blacksmith of the establishment that Thorin worked for. Sweat ran down Thorin’s forehead as he leaned back to stretch out from the hammering position he had been in. His back ached, he had been finishing up the fine details of his last assignment, the entirety had taken three days, the last five hours he had just completed. He was tired and in need of a break. But Thorin liked pushing himself past that point nowadays. He didn’t really care much about his body at all, he was angry all the time, and it felt good to hammer down something that would bend to his will. If only other things in his life went that way…

“Take a lunch and be back before long, ya hear?”

Thorin only gave a nod as he wiped the sweat from his hands onto his pants as he took his leave from the shop. It was midday in Gondor and people were everywhere. The weather was hot and stuffy, no summer time breeze in the air, Thorin guessed it was just his luck. He had eaten at a couple of stands in the past, the food men served were at least better than elves but it was nothing like home. Weaving through the crowds, he ignored the glances he got, it wasn’t exactly rare to see a dwarf in Gondor but this was definitely the birthplace of men.

He hadn’t been to this particular meal stand before, he was complacent enough to try it since the others hadn’t left a lasting impression for him to seek them out. He just wanted a good, quick meal to regain his strength and head back to work.

“What’ll it be?” Thorin had to take a slight step back to take in the whole menu. “Roast will do.” His response was a curt reply, quick and ready to move on. “7 shillings,” you matched his reply, not really wanting to drag out the conversation either. This was only business after all. Out came a pouch from one of his pockets as he gathered the correct amount. You hadn’t exactly been looking directly into his eyes, just glancing over everything else about him.

He was dirty, a hard working dwarf. Long dark hair, that was thick but not matted. He took care of himself or at least his hair. His cheeks had what looked like dirt or maybe ash from a fire. Dwarves were usually blacksmiths around here so you took an educated guess. “You work with Izec?” you hadn’t intended to ask out loud but it seemed you couldn’t help yourself. There was a reason for asking after all.

Thorin met your gaze, ice cold irises told you one thing. That he wanted his meal and to be left alone. “Yes.” The one word reply, a clear warning to not ask anymore questions. “I’ve placed an order for a piece of metal myself..” it was a low response from you as you had gauged his reaction. He didn’t seem curious or to care about the details of what you had ordered at Izec’s. With that you gave him his meal and he gave you the shillings.

“Thanks.” He was gone, not stopping at any of the nearby tables set up to sit and eat. You watched as he parted ways, and wondered if he would come to your stand another day. Such cold eyes, you had the feeling he wouldn’t. Lunch hour was busy, and more customers took up your thoughts and as soon as the dwarf had came he disappeared from your mind.

A week passed before Thorin decided he had a particular craving. He had thoroughly enjoyed the roast from last time, and had wanted to stop by again. He had lasted a week only because he did not wish to be remembered, he simply wanted the good food and nothing more. Chitchat could wait until after he had reclaimed Erebor. But Thorin found that you simply couldn’t just hand him over the meal without at least one question being asked.

“How’s work?”

“What’s it like being a smith?”

“What do you think of Gondor?”

“You must really like roast, would you like to try our roasted chicken?”

No matter the angry stares or the frustrated sighs, Thorin would respond begrudgingly to each question. He liked the chicken now too, and from the four more times he had stopped by (on different days of course) it was quite apparent that this was his favorite food stand now. Because of the appetizing meals. Not because of your curious brown gaze. Our the sprinkle of freckles that were cast across your face. You had steady hands too, careful in passing and gentle in receiving. The few times your fingers had touched when he had exchanged his money had given him surprising chills. Your touch was quite cold and felt foreign from his hot temperatures.

It was getting a little easier to talk with one another. But Thorin didn’t make it to where it was ever a fluent conversation. He was only here for one thing after all. “Do you eat at Izec’s?” You decided to use up your one question on that this time. If you had counted right this would be your fifteen encounter and you still hadn’t caught his name, they just had so many other interesting things to know first, but you were getting pretty curious about that particular piece of info.

“Yes.” Thorin nodded, and the exchanged of meal for money transpired. You decided you weren’t satisfied, “Well isn’t it a bit stuffy to eat in there?” Thorin had taken one step away, “Sometimes” he agreed, not very happy that this was turning into more than the one usual question. “Well you could eat by the stand.. I give out complementary bread to my customers who do.” This was a lie, but maybe some enticing fresh bread would make him stay a little longer. “Maybe next time…” He wasn’t buying it, or maybe he wasn’t that hungry, or maybe he didn’t want to answer anymore questions. Whatever the reason, he was gone before you could talk him into it further.

Your sigh was obvious as it was loud.

“Maybe he’s just not into ya”

Your eyes immediately rolled, “Can it Howser.” The neighboring stand was a flower seller. He sold beautiful orchids when in season. But he was terribly nosy. “Well I’m just sayin, he’s only ever given you one-worded responses. Can’t get much dryer than that!” He laughed to himself at your misery. It was true you were getting nowhere in the sense of progress. Progress in what exactly? You weren’t entirely sure, maybe you could admit you had a crush on the recluse dwarf. “Any ideas then? I’ve tried to point out at least my interest,” you glumly stated, not wanting this to turn into some laughing stock at your failures.

“How about giving up?” Howser laughed, and the laughingstock it was. You glared at him as he tried to choke back his giggling. “Thanks.” You answered sarcastically and stopped paying attention to him, to which he tried to offer real advice but was left to be ignored.

Maybe giving up would become an option if the dwarf never came back. But he did come back, and it no longer took a week in between his visits. It was more frequent which had him occupying your thoughts more than the usual. The only thing that didn’t change was how uninterested he seemed in you. Which had Howser teasing you as soon as the dwarf departed. The game of chase felt like forever until that one fateful day.

It was a Tuesday afternoon, the sun taking its course to the west. It was unusual for the dwarf to come so late and even more unusual for him to be carrying a package. “What’s th-“ Your words were cut off with the thud of the item being placed on your counter. “Your order.” Thorin replied, already knowing the answer to the unfinished question. Izec was well acquainted with most in Gondor, which made him a good businessman. But once Thorin had told him about your stand and how good the food was, it was now tasked to him to deliver the finished product.

“Thank you for bringing them, you didn’t have to,” Thorin didn’t say anything as he had been told to do so it wasn’t like he was doing you a favor. With the silence, you decided to tear the parcel excited to see the results. Two beautifully slender long swords were revealed to you. Your breath was sucked in as you saw the fine lines and detailed swirls,

“Is it to your liking?”

This was the first question, he had ever asked to you. Just that had your heart rate accelerating. You assumed he had not only brought it to you, but had been the one to create such refinery. “It is, absolutely.” You beamed and he nodded, “To what name can I thank for such hard work?” You figured now was as good as anytime to finally ask the burning question. He was a mystery man, a stranger with no name, and you couldn’t continue to go on like such.

“Thorin.” He answered and had thought to himself that you had already known since most in Gondor knew from the rumors. “Thank you Thorin, I will treasure them.” He was never one for smiles, but somehow you knew he was at least proud of his work, and satisfied in knowing that you would be the one the wield them. You were positively optimistic in thinking that things would only get better with the two of you from here as he walked away. You let him go with no questions trailing him. With his back turned he held up his hand in departure, you couldn’t hold back your grin.

“Until next time,”

#the hobbit #jrr tolkien #there and back again #dwarves #dwarf #thorin imagine #thorin x you #thorin fic #thorin oakenshield #erebor #hobbit fanfiction #fan fic #imagine

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kj-1130 · 3 years

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Nothing For Me

Part 2

Main Masterlist

Part 1|Part 3

2012

You were turning 11 this year. Natasha, as you learned she went by, was always a phone call away if you ever wanted to talk--since your sperm donor was obviously no help. You had recently had to call her due to your period starting, which you weren’t expecting to happen for at least another 2 to 3 years. Needless to say, it freaked you out and regardless of your smarts, nothing could have prepared you for that.

Nat took you shopping for what she called, ‘lady items’; bras, pads, tampons, anything a girl could possibly need. She also taught you how to shave if you ever wanted to. She specified that you should never feel forced to do it because ‘people need to normalize women having body hair. It grows there for a reason.’ And you totally agreed with her on that by the way.

There were a few times when she’d let you in on minor S.H.I.E.L.D secrets even though it was quite unnecessary seeing as you could hack your way through it all no problem. That’s how you found out about the Avengers Initiative. You couldn’t agree more with what was said about Tony.

Through your hacking and research of the initiative, you ‘met’ Clint. It was through a video call. He had invaded your girl-talk with Natasha. The three of you were practically best buds now. You’d go to Nat for advice or just when you needed a sister to talk to. You’d go to Clint when you just wanted to let loose and talk about absolute nonsense.

It was another lovely night in Stark Tower for you--please note the sarcasm. You were bored out of your mind. Natasha had been on an undercover mission and Clint was busy at the base; something about the Tesseract. You thought they should’ve just left the thing alone; let fate take its course. Some bad things were going to come with them messing with something they had no knowledge about. They’re joining a game without knowing any rules and are pretty much destined to lose. But, hey. What did you know?

Pepper and Tony were probably in the common area, sucking each other's faces off. Despite how much you disliked Tony, based on your experiences, you couldn’t deny the fact that they’re pining was absolutely annoying, disgusting, and cute all at the same time. You were just glad it was over honestly.

Pepper was an okay person to you. There was nothing you found super nice or mean about her that was prominent to you. She’d greet you on the quite rare occasion the two of you would cross paths and would start the casual small talk (“how are you?” “I’m fine, what about you” “Good, thanks for asking.”). She probably thought you were a live-in intern or something like that. With how much she tries to doctor Tony’s life, you’d think she would try to fix whatever nonexistent relationship between the pair of you, but nope. That just added to your intern theory.

You were reading a book on quantum physics, when your personal AI, M.I.A(miraculous intelligence assistant)--that you did in fact create yourself--notified you that someone had overridden Stark’s systems and gotten into the elevator. Just because you didn’t leave the room doesn’t mean you weren’t nosy.

“Who is it, M?”

“Agent Phil Coulson, from S.H.I.E.L.D.,” M.I.A. spoke in her smooth voice. “Would you like to listen in on what they are saying?”

“Is that even a question?”

Jumping out of your beanbag, you went to the center of your room, where M.I.A had pulled up footage of what was happening in the common room.

“Security breach,” Tony turns to Pepper. “That’s on you.”

“Mr. Stark.”

“Phil! Come in,” Pepper greeted. Since when were she and Agent Coulson on a first-name basis. You’d have to look into that.

“Phil? Uh, his first name is Agent.”

“Come on in, we’re celebrating,” the red head invites. This was getting more interesting to you by the second!

“I can’t stay.”

“Which is why he can’t stay.”

Phil ignores Tony and starts to hand him a file.

“He doesn’t like being handed things,” you muttered.

“I don't like being handed things.” Called it.

“That’s alright, ‘cause I love being handed things, So, let’s trade,” Pepper says. She hands Coulson her glass of champagne, takes the file, hands Tony the file, in return taking his drink.

“Official consulting hours are between eight and five every other Thursday,” the billionaire said.

It was quite obvious Phil was over his jokes and that he was here for a much important matter.

“Is this about the Avengers? Which I...I know nothing about.”

Both men ignored Pepper. “The Avengers Initiative was scrapped, I thought. And I didn’t even qualify.”

That was a nice day. Finding out what they said about Tony had been nothing less than amusing in your opinion.

“I didn’t know that either,” the CEO said. She sure does have the best cover-ups, doesn’t she?

“Yeah, apparently I’m volatile, self-obsessed, don’t play well with others.”

“That I did know.”

This whole thing was odd to you. Why were they trying to put together the Avengers when the whole idea was tossed?

“M, pull up the most recent S.H.I.E.L.D files on the tesseract and the Avengers Initiative.”

The AI did as told, and you scrolled through all of them. You saw things on Thor, Clint, Natasha, Bruce Banner, Steve Rogers, and lastly your sperm donor. Looking at Thor’s file, you found something about his brother Loki. And looking at his name, you saw his connections to the tesseract and everything had clicked. Loki had the thing and was definitely going to do something evil with it.

Both adults in the house were gone. Such responsible ones they are. Tony left earlier the next day and you honestly couldn’t remember when Pepper left. Now, here you were in your safe haven, trying to figure out what in the world Loki would want with the tesseract. There’s probably no way for you to figure it out since you weren’t where all the info was, actively investigating. But what you didn’t understand is why would they leave you here when such a threat was hanging in the air.

You knew Tony didn’t necessarily care for you, but he couldn’t forget about you, right? Natasha wouldn’t forget about you. Clint wouldn’t forget you. Right?

It’s been two days. Two fucking days, and no one had come in or out of this building.

You were currently pacing in your room, while your AI--not even a fucking person--was trying to comfort you.

“Does no one answer their fucking phone anymore?”

“I’m pretty sure there is a reasonable explanation as to why no one is answering.”

Out of nowhere, you heard commotion from outside. Rushing over to the window and moving the curtains, you saw these alien things coming out of the sky. You ran out of your room and made your way to the nearest set of stairs as quickly as you could.

“Ah, the little Stark.”

His voice sent chills up your spine. It was deep and quite terrifying.

“Come over, no need to be scared.”

You followed his orders, having a feeling that if you didn’t things would end up ten times worse for you. He looked at you before basically yeeting you out of the window. It hurt; it felt like every bone in your body screamed for peace and anything in the background just became white noise.

You landed on the roof, writhing in pain and groaning. Everything hurt.

Attempting to get up was hard and painful, but you knew that you had to leave or you’d die.

Looking up, you see that doctor. He was mentioned in the files but everything was just so fuzzy, you couldn’t remember properly. Finally being able to get up after numerous attempts, you limp your way down the stairs and out to the streets in the middle of all the chaos.

You were so scared. You knew you probably wouldn’t be able to contact Nat or Clint unless you somehow hacked into their coms system. You continued to walk down the streets, hoping to find some type of shelter, but it felt like you were about to collapse at any second. Sitting down in the nearest alley, you looked around. Looking left, there was a face right in front of yours.

“Fuck! What the hell man?”

The other person wasn’t fazed. Looking them over, you saw their frizzy, somewhat curly hair pulled back in a low ponytail. Her brown skin was covered in dirt and a little blood.

“Hey, you’re (y/n) Stark, right?” She asked a little breathlessly.

“I refuse to be acknowledged as such.”

“I’m Michelle. But don't call me that or I’ll have to hurt you.”

“Are you really trying to converse with me in the middle of an alien invasion? And acting like we’re both not hurt?”

Michelle shrugs her shoulders when you both look over due to some yelling that you heard.

“MJ! Michelle where are you? Michelle Jones!”

MJ looks back over and starts to get up but she trips and falls. You decide to help her up and take her over to the people calling her name. You both struggle but eventually get over to the adults with some time.

Before you could get away from the Jones family, the mother gripped your shoulder.

“C’mon, stay with us. We’ll find somewhere to lay low.“

You were too tired and in too much pain to argue, so you let Michelle’s mother help you keep your balance while the young girl’s father did the same for her.

It was at least a good ten minutes until the four of you found a decent place to take a break. It looked like a gas station, but you really couldn’t tell due to how much damage there was. You and the Jones’ took cover behind a somewhat stable looking wall and tried to stay as quiet as possible.

It was quiet besides the distant screams of people and the yells of the aliens. You wondered if Nat and Clint were okay. You wondered if Tony was okay. You wondered if anyone was safe from this. This seemed like something no one could recover from.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” The older woman asked.

“(Y/n).”

“Where are your parents?”

“My sperm donor is fighting I guess.”

To say the adults were appalled by your bluntness was an understatement. You’ve had a potty mouth for quite a while. There was no one to really correct you on what to and not to say--not that you really needed help with that being a genius and all; well a genius with common sense because your father didn’t have any of that. Without anyone to really monitor what you did, you kind of just roamed free in a sense.

The fight had died down eventually. The aliens were still coming, but a substantial amount of them had been killed. How a group of 6 people/gods/supersoldiers/or whatever amazed you. Maybe you could work behind the scenes one day; even though you already do. Just without anyone knowing.

Before you knew it, there was a nuke flying across the sky. ‘Leave it to the government to find an excuse to hurt civilians,’ you thought. But before it could hit anything, you saw a red and gold figure carry it to the portal.

You knew who it was. He was going to sacrifice himself for the safety of these people. If he didn’t make it, you would miss him even though there wouldn’t be much to miss. When that portal closed, your heart dropped to your stomach. You would never be able to make amends with him. You would never have a single conversation with him. Yeah he was a total douche bag for forgetting all about you, but you had at least expected to be able to see and maybe talk to him. Sort things out.

Without thinking, you ran as fast as you could towards where the newly assembled Avengers were; well at least where you last saw them. You ignored the calls of the Jones family, telling you to come back. Their protests telling you not to go so you can stay safe. You ignored the pain. The aching of your ribs. The dull throbbing in your head and on your lips. There was no doubt that your steps were uneven; limping down the street at your speed probably made you look like a crackhead.

You kept running; not stopping. Not when your breaths got shorter and turned into wheezes. Not when you heard rattling in your chest. Not when you felt like you were going to collapse. Not when your joints popped and begged for rest. You didn’t stop. You couldn’t. Not until you found someone; anyone you knew.

You stopped after what felt like hours. It most likely was considering the sun was going down. You heard a little commotion inside a surprisingly intact building which turned out to be a Shawarma. Tony always talked about this place for some reason.

When you looked inside, the Avengers were there. At least, you guessed they were still called that. But that didn’t matter. They were relaxing after the battle. They looked quite relaxed considering they had just fought aliens.

But that was what kind of hurt. They weren’t worried about you. At all. Of course only 3--well not really 3. Only two really knew you and knew you were in that tower when the attack happened. Sure you weren’t expecting Clint or Nat to be running around the streets of this huge city, but a little effort or at least the thought of it would’ve been nice. You could’ve been dead and they sure as hell didn’t seem super worried about it. Maybe you were overthinking it. Or maybe you were just as forgettable and insignificant as you thought.

You limped away from the establishment, trying to find somewhere to stay seeing as your home--if you could even call it that--was most likely destroyed. And you were in your feelings and nothing was a better cure than isolating yourself even more. You also wanted to see if you could get M.I.A running on a computer or something. Maybe update yourself on what was going on over the world at the moment. Or look up your frizzy-haired friend you met while you were running for your life.

You managed to find a computer near a dumpster. You leaned back against the wall and slid down slowly, not wanting to aggravate your injuries too much. You were able to get M.I.A running on the laptop and then looked up any news. The headlines were crazy. All you saw was the fight that just happened and the death count rising and rising…

You didn’t want to be focused on anything dealing with your father, S.H.I.E.L.D., or any current events, so you decided to give M.I.A. the task of figuring out who Michelle and her family was. It sounded very creepy, but you were her age. What harm could you do with her info. Well you could cause harm to her and her family with any info you found but that was besides the point. The most you were going to do was send them a message or something like that.

You ended up sleeping in that alley. Deciding that you should head back to your place of residence, you got up and started walking back much to the process of your bones and joints. The tower seemed like it was so far away. Especially with your injuries and supposedly no one around to tend to them. After what felt like hours, you made it to the entrance of the establishment and, surprise surprise, it’s already being rebuilt. You honestly didn’t know what time it was. You just wanted to get in your bed and sleep forever.

It had been about a month since the Battle of New York. Your injuries weren’t treated until about a week after the fact. Not because someone noticed you were hurt, but because it was getting hard to breathe and that didn’t seem like a fun way to go to you.

You’d been healing nicely so far, but your emotions and mental health were on the opposite side of the spectrum. Every time you close your eyes, you had this dream, vision, whatever it was, that when Loki threw you out the window, there was no balcony or landing area to stop on. You just kept falling, and falling until you hit the ground. Then you woke up.

You had been isolating yourself as well. There had been plenty of missed calls from the pair, but you just couldn’t find the energy to move and pick up the phone. They were probably just doing it out of obligation anyway.

Seeing everyone, especially Nat and Clint, just made you rethink anything you’ve ever done. Were you too clingy when it came to Natasha? Did she really like you or did she just feel bad? You were probably just overreacting, but you can’t help but think these thoughts.

Everything was just spiraling out of control for you. And you couldn’t get help; well you at least felt like you couldn’t. If you told Tony--not that you would, but hypothetically-- he’d probably wave you off and laugh. If you tried to get a therapist, someone would probably leak that shit to the press; confidentiality be damned.

You felt like you were drowning and you didn’t know how much longer it would be until you fully sank.

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