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raenizza · 1 year

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"Cybersex"

Synopsis: The reader finally gets the chance to Facetime Roman as he awaits her all alone on his tour bus.

Roman x Black OC reader, Roman x Black Reader

Word Count: 2522

Warnings: Masturbation? Curse words, wet slushy ushy gushy sounds, dick slapping on cam, edging

Author’s Note: Happy New Year!! And what better way to start the New Year off than with a little E-sex. Enjoy my loves.

Happy New Year!!!

So you know what that means, it is the last smackdown of 2022. With this historic event at bay, you know exactly what is expected of your time spent with your man and that it is very limited. You have been patiently waiting for weeks now on end to see him. Watching him on TV does not count entirely and cute little selfies don’t do enough justice. You want to see him, even though you can’t physically be there, seeing him interact with you one on one is something so special. For the past few weeks, Roman has only communicated with you only through phone calls, text, and voice messages. His busy schedule has been insane lately and you can barely keep up, but the good news is that he makes time for you. He always has and always will. No matter what it is, your man will always do his best to respond to every message or call as soon as possible even if it's a quick “baby I'm a little busy give me a sec”. You know that his attention will always be focused on you, hence you’re his number one priority and he made sure of that.

You stared gracefully at your 75-inch TV screen, which played the famous Netflix film, 365 DNI. Although you are not entirely interested in the movie as a whole, you decided to put something on as background noise in order to distract you for a while. You then glanced at the large clock on the wall checking the time. 10:55 p.m. “Ok I got 5 more minutes.” you said to yourself and you prepared for the Facetime call.

Propping the pillows up in front of you to hold your phone, you decided to get comfortable quickly sitting criss-cross on the bed. You had slid on one of Roman’s T-shirts matching it with Christmas-themed fuzzy socks.

Looking around the room, making sure it’s clean and organized. Which lead to everything being in place.

“10:59, wheww almost there.” you kept thinking to yourself. You and Roman agreed to Facetime around 11:00 p.m.It was better for both of you hence he’s got done with rehearsing for Smackdown and can have plenty of free time.

“11:00 p.m. FINALLYY!!” you yelped out and went straight to the Contacts app, slid through your favorites, quickly tapped “Papí💖” and hit the ‘Facetime’ button. You waited patiently as the phone began to ring. Nervous as you are, you shift in a couple of different positions but looked awkward in each one so you just settled down a bit.

The phone finally answered in the middle of you twisting your back a little to the side. Roman opens up with a big smile on his face.

“HEY BABY!!” he screamed loudly on his end. You jumped out of excitement but also embarrassment. “HII BABYY!!” you responded quickly adjusting your posture back to an erect position.

“What are you doing?” he giggled.

“Nothing, just getting comfortable. Anyways, What’s up?? How you doing boo?” you asked quickly derailing the conversation.

“Just came from the arena and I am burned out,” he said in a stressed manner.

“Babe, my body is so sore. I need a deep massage, a hot bubble bath, and possibly 2 or 3 beers.”

“Well when you come home, I can make all of your wishes come true,” you replied with a cheeky smile. He returned the favor.

“Where are you by the way? Have you reached the Hotel?”

“Oh no, I’m on the bus,” he said as he looked around lifting his camera up to make sure she can see it too.

“The bus? You mean RV?” you laughed. Roman rolled his eyes instantly knowing where this is headed. He knows you like to joke about that big ass house on wheels he calls a bus and his tiny obsession with being it all the time.

“First off, you not goin' come for my ride, this baby is expensive and cozy.” He replied jokingly as pats the armchair next to him.

“Baby, that shit is literally a studio apartment on 4 wheels. I’m surprised you’re not carrying a mini garage with it.”

“Yea, yea whatever.” He replied annoyingly.

“Speaking of the house on the road, where’s your little road buddies?” You asked looking all through the screen to see if you can catch a glimpse of the Twins or even Paul.

“Oh they…they not here yet. Still in the locker room getting a couple of stuff done.” He replied as laid back in the chair.

“So you have the place all to yourself?” you said with a cheeky smile. Glaring at him on that phone screen. You watched him seemingly adjust himself in his chair. Then you heard moans coming from the TV screen forgetting that you still had that porno of a movie playing.

“What the hell are you watchin” he says as you try to quickly find the remote on the bed nearly falling over. “Nothin' its just this random movie I started playing.”

“You mean PORN.” he giggled out as you found your position back on the bed. You couldn’t help but stop and watch the vulgar sex scene as Massimo continues fuck the absolute mess out of Laura. Watching the repeated sex scene got you so hot and bothered that you forgot that Roman was still on the call.

“Babe,” he said interrupting you. You looked down at him with a smirk. “Hey, sorry. I …I think I have an idea,” you stated seductively. “Hold on where is this going?” he says in a warning tone.

“Well since you are all alone in that big ole bus of yours and I haven’t seen you what feels like ages I thought maybe you and I could finally have some fun.= tonight.”

You positioned your phone further away from the bed and started to slowly undress. “Y/N, I know you’re not-”

“Hush, and let me do what I need to do.” Shutting him up instantly.

You began taking off the oversized T-shirt, revealing your bare skin and black lace bra. You made direct eye contact with him as you massaged your breasts. Then, you worked way down your stomach to the top of your panty line. Roman watched your movements closely without uttering a word.

Your hands reach the edge of your panties and you slowly pull them down. You watched him watch you for seconds, then abruptly stopping in your tracks.

“Hold on, Babe I forgot something,” you said as you got up with a cheeky smile teasing your man all the way. Roman rolled his eyes immediately

“Really,” he said annoyed with your playfulness.

“Yes really” you responded as you stood, awkwardly in front of your nightstand looking for your rose toy.

After a couple of quick nips and nags, you finally found the super soaker 3000 and could not wait to show your man what that piece of machinery can do. “Yes,” You said as you carefully jumped back into the bed and going right back into position in front of your phone.

“Babe, what’s that?” Roman asked. “Don’t worry about it just watch me.” You told him immediately concentrating on him and also the movie that is still currently playing in the background.

You proceeded to remove your bra and undergarments, showing your beautiful wet brown lips and round perky breasts. Roman began licking his own lips watching everything fall into place and at the very sight of your pearl, he immediately began to shift in his seat. Covered in sweet, clear, and thick juices you placed the rose toy at the very center of your pussy, looking back at Roman on your phone as you can see him slightly grow in his sweatpants.

“You like me like this baby?” You asked him in a seductive tone. “Mmmh hmmm” he growled as a response, sending you into oblivion.

Roman moved his phone to a stand nearby his chair. He quickly looked around the bus to make sure no one was coming in. He laid back into his recliner chair and unbuckled his pants pulling them a few inches down by his waist. His bright red Nike boxers slid down slightly showing his brown-tanned abdomen. You watched him undress as he watched you.

Roman smirked at the thought of you applying more pressure on your folds, so to tease you some more he started to rub his crotch area. He started with the base, slowly rubbing his balls as he watched you put the toy directly over your clit. He growled once again, thinking about rubbing his balls against your folds and feeling all of your wetness. Roman then proceeds to work his way from his base to the very tip of his dick, stroking every inch through his boxers.

You then placed the rose toy closer to the entrance of your pussy, feeling every bit of vibration coming in. Roman, see this and shifted his position once more as his dick began to poke out in his underwear. His warm precum starts to slowly pour out from his tip, he rubs it against his garments watching your hips buck at every movement from the vibrations.

“Fuckkkk” he whispered under his breath as he grinds against his own movements. “Take them off, baby” you moaned to him. “Please.” Breathily, as you can’t withstand the rose toy’s motions. Roman follows suit and pulls down his underwear. His caramel-colored dick springs out freely, smacking against his abdomen.

“You like this shit, huh?” He says as he smacks it against his hand. With no lube in sight, Roman then spits on his hand and started to stroke his dick slowly up and down. “Mmmmhhm, Fuck babe” He says watching you on his tiny screen.

“So fuckin’ sexy.” He whispered between each stroke. Turning you on, even more, you upped the setting on the toy, matching his speed. You moaned a little louder than before as this speed on the rose shocked you. You felt a small warm feeling in your stomach, getting closer to your climax, you had to slow it down.

“Shit!” You said trying not to come too quickly. You remove the toy away from you a bit, taking a second to catch your breath. He stopped his movements as well. “What? Can’t keep up, baby?” He says as he smirks at you trying to meet up with him. Roman knew exactly what he was doing.

Roman positioned the camera closer to him, the light from the lamp on the stand showcased his full bottom half. His soft brown, tattooed skin illuminated in the dark. He looked so heavenly in the light. He pulled his pants all the way down and lifted up his shirt a bit showing his stomach. Roman continued on to stroking himself again and instead of spitting on his hand as he did before, he spat directly on his tip. But first try wasn’t enough to cover, so he did it once again, but this time he spat on it with less aggression. Allowing the saliva to slowly, drip from his mouth all the way down to his thick veiny dick Doing so he without breaking any form of contact.

“Mmmhhmm” he moaned as he watched the substance cover every inch of his penis. The slushy noises from his strokes echoed in his tour bus. Roman began to grind against his strokes, his hips bucking in the air with every moment. He began to close his eyes picturing himself fucking into you on the bed.

You couldn’t help yourself but to place the rose toy back onto your clit following suit and matching his strokes. Fuck this was so hot you thought to yourself. Watching himself masutrabte in front of you was so sexy.

Once again, feeling yourself reaching your edge, you wanted to wait once more, edging yourself, but this time Roman wasn’t feeling it. “No, babygirl keep goin’,” he said as he saw you repeatedly move the toy way to catch yourself.

“Keep it on there, I wanna watch you cum for me” He says as he strokes his dick even faster, reaching his own climax. You placed rose right back on your clit and began to grind against it, nearly seconds away from reaching your big ‘O’.

“Are you gonna cum for me, baby?” Roman says in a heated breath. “Yes, Daddy.” You replied shakingly as you felt yourself release.

“Ooooooooouu shittt!!” You screamed out. Your fluids dripping all over your folds and making a giant wet spot on your bed.

“Attagirl” Roman says in between moans.

Your legs began to shake as you watch Roman grinding into the air. You rolled your eyes back picturing him on top of you pounding your pussy into smithereens. God, that felt amazing, but it wasn’t over yet.

“Fuckkkkkk!!!” You heard from the other side of the screen. You watched as Roman stood up from his chair jacked his dick right in from the camera making sure you are not missing anything.

You tried to look away for a brief moment because you were getting yourself riled up again but he immediately took notice. “Uhn Uhn Look at me.” He says to you as he nears his climax. The sounds of his precum mixed with his personal lube gathered around his dick as he strokes it up and down, repeatedly fills the quietness in your bedroom. You continued to look directly at him as you feel the heartbeat in your pussy beginning to fasten. Roman pulled his phone closer to him to where his dick was practically touching the screen.

“You want this nut baby?” He says breathlessly. “Yes.” You instantly replied to him.

“Yea?” He says before releasing.”Shitt!!” He screamed out as he ropes of creamy white substance exploded everywhere. His dick pulsated with every drip of cum released from his dick. “Awwww fuckkkkkk” he moaned deeply. Roman, breathing heavily looked down at to his crotch era at the mess he made.

“Damn baby, look at what you did.” He said through a cheeky grin, showing his pearly whites. You watched him cum before, and every time it it’s a different experience. It was something so satisfying, watching him release himself in front of you and then looking back at the damage that he’d caused.

You giggles at his response and then started to get up to put your little flower gadget away. Roman picked up a paper towel nearby and cleaned up his own mess quickly as he looked at the time. “Damn, it’s already midnight.” He said sliding back on his pants and sitting right back into his chair.

“Alright baby, I know you have to go..” you began to trail off, not wanting to keep him.

“No it’s ok baby, we can chat for a little longer, I don’t think anyone is coming in for a while.” He responded shortly after.

“Are you sure? ”

“Yes, now tell me, how was your day?” He asked with the biggest grin.

“Well, it was great.”

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The New Cub

Where a magicless orphan from a completely different world and a second born prince become each other's found family.

It was a normal Monday afternoon. Well, as normal as it could be in a magical school with chaos waiting to happen around every corner. Sarah was taking a walk around the school courtyard with Grim resting on her shoulders. The real reason they were walking was because they agreed to meet up with Ace and Deuce at their usual spot as the two were seemingly busy in their dorm - either they hadn't finished their homework yet or it was their turn to feed the dorm's flamingos. Or perhaps it was something else entirely. The little girl shook her head as she realized she was probably overthinking for no reason. As they got to the hang out spot, though, they saw that it was already occupied by some Savanaclaw students which wasn't a good thing. Sarah knew how territorial they were. Unfortunately, one of them noticed the two.

"Oi! What are you two doing in OUR territory?!", he called out, making the other two turn their heads in the direction he was looking at.

"Hey, isn't that Ramshackle dorm's prefect and her weasel?", the other one questioned, putting a hand on his waist.

"Hey! I ain't a weasel!", Grim hissed, clearly offended.

"Not the right time, Grim..", Sarah whispered to her companion. She wasn't at all that surprised that three random students knew who the two were. Not only have they helped with whatever problems the rest of the dorms had, including Savanaclaw, you also didn't see a magicless 8 year old girl and a creature that resembled a cat in a college that was supposed to make exceptional mages which was also supposed to be an all boys school with familiars allowed as long as they were trained. Yet, with no choice, Sarah had to take shelter there. Not that she was complaining. It wasn't all that bad.

"Who cares who they are? Whoever's trespassing has a price to pay!", one of the Savanaclaw students yelled out, cracking his knuckles, pulling the little girl out of her thoughts. His friends agreed.

Sarah only glared at them, pulling her baseball bat out and getting into a fighting stance. She knew her and Grim wouldn't get away without a fight.

"Oi, what's goin' on here?", an all to familiar voice called out from behind Sarah. And they didn't sound too happy. The little girl turned around to make sure it was who she thought it was. And, it was. There stood Leona Kingscholar, Savanaclaw's housewarden and the second born prince of Sunset Savanna with a scowl on his face. The little girl wasn't surprised to see Ruggie Bucchi as well as the hyena was almost always seen with the lion. She, however, was surprised when she saw a little lion cub boy on Ruggie's shoulders. Sarah recognized him as Leona's nephew, Cheka.

"H-housewarden..", the three whimpered in unison, but regained their composure quickly. "Those two were trespassin' on our territory and we decided to give 'em a lesson.", one of them informed.

The little girl knew she had no choice, but to defend herself and Grim. "I'll have you know this is our usual hanging out spot with Ace and Deuce. Doesn't that mean that's OUR territory?", she tilted her head.

"...Scram, you three.", Leona growled at his dorm mates. Said students seemingly had no choice, but to obey their housewarden's order as they scurried away to look for another hang out spot. The prince couldn't believe the students from his dorm were willing to hurt a child. He knew she wasn't messing around when it came to fighting, but still...

"Whoa! That was so cool, unca!", Cheka giggled. It seemed that no matter what Leona did, his nephew would always be amazed.

Sarah decided to question Leona about what his nephew was doing in NRC. Not that she minded, she was just curious. The second born prince explained that his brother, Falena, said it was good to spend some quality time with Cheka and that they wouldn't leave him alone until he agreed. The little girl gave a small nod in reply.

"Unca, can Sarah and Grim play with us in your dorm?", Cheka asked, turning his head toward his uncle. Seemingly feeling that the cub started to slip, Ruggie positioned the little boy.

"If that's what gets you to stop bothering me..", Leona sighed and looked at Sarah. "You're comin' with us, herbivores."

"Yeah, alright.", Sarah shrugged her shoulders. It seemed like she had to text Ace and Deuce and tell them they probably couldn't hang out today.

Sarah, Grim, Cheka and Leona were all in the lazy lion's room. Ruggie was there a few minutes ago as well, but left for whatever reason. Sarah and Cheka were sitting on his bed, playing with the various toys the little girl had. Leona was laying on said bed, keeping an eye on the two as Grim was taking a nap next to him. Then, Cheka yawned accompanied by his uncle. It seemed like it was time for the two to nap as well. Just as Sarah was pondering on leaving, Leona pulled the little girl and his nephew into his arms, hugging the two in a protective manner as he drifted off to sleep. Cheka's eyes began to close as he snuggled closer to his beloved uncle and fell asleep as well. Sarah just stayed there, still trying to process what just happened. As she did, however, she started to tear up, but those weren't sad tears. Leona hugging her and his nephew in a protective manner must have meant nothing to the lazy lion, but as someone with an abusive father, it meant a lot to Sarah. Yes, as unexpected as it sounded, the little girl did indeed see Savanaclaw's housewarden as a father figure. Though she knew he couldn't admit it, Sarah knew Leona had a soft spot for her and Cheka. The little girl snuggled closer to Leona and closed her eyes as she decided to try and fall asleep.

A week later, Sarah was hanging out with Grim, Ace and Deuce. Cheka was taken home to his father and everything went back to normal. Well, as normal as possible. The four friends were just sitting in their hanging out spot as Sarah told them about a kid from her orphanage. Just as she stopped talking, the little girl heard footsteps behind her and turned around to see who it was.

"Oh, Sarah, there you are. I've been lookin' all over for you. Leona wants to see you, so c'mon, up and on your feet.", Ruggie, the owner of the footsteps, urged his little friend.

"Leona? Why does he need Sarah all of a sudden?", Deuce asked as he watched his magicless friend and classmate get up.

"I don't know, man. He just told me to go get her.", the hyena shrugged his shoulders.

"Alright then. We'll see you two later.", Sarah bid her farewell to her friends as she picked Grim up against his will. The cat positioned himself on her shoulders as Ruggie took her hand in his and started leading the way.

"Leona, we're here.", Ruggie informed as the two walked into the housewarden's room. Said lion looked at the two.

"You can go now, Ruggie.", Leona dismissed the hyena. Seeming as he got the sign that his housewarden wanted to be alone with Sarah, Ruggie left the room. After he made sure Ruggie was really gone and there was no one nearby, Leona turned his head towards the little girl. "C'mere, kid.", he ordered. Seeming as she had no choice, but to obey, Sarah walked closer to Leona with Grim still on her shoulders. Despite having the usual serious expression on his face, Sarah noticed something glistening in Leona's eyes. She also noticed a piece of paper in his hand.

"Here, read.", Leona gave her the paper that looked more like some sort of document upon further inspection. The little girl took them and looked at the contents. Her eyes widened in realization. Those were adoption papers that were already filled out with the names Leona Kingscholar and Sarah along with Leona's signature. She then looked up at Leona and teared up, engulfing him in a hug. The lion sighed, but hugged her back anyways, kissing the crown of her head. It seemed that Sarah finally found her forever family and she couldn't be happier that it was the man she saw as her father. It seemed like Leona saw the little girl as his daughter as well. The two just sat there in comfortable silence as Leona hugged his new cub protectively. He swore to himself that no one was to hurt her ever again. The lion wouldn't admit it, but he truly loved the child. Though he knew that the adoption papers said that for him.

The new father and daughter duo spent the rest of the day together.

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(This has been sitting in my drafts for days. I was super nervous about posting it smh. But in the end I said "Fuck it, we ball." and here we are. I actually have several reasons why I think Sarah and Leona work as a father-daughter duo. I'll post it after I reword some stuff-)

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roxannepolice · 6 months

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hi!!! hows it goin i’m here to dump my thoughts about simm!master/lucy vs ten and martha cause i have MANY. also a disclaimer before i begin that i’m white and that likely does color my experience as a viewer compared to a BIPOC viewer. anyways: i’ll start with ten and martha because by sound of drums we’ve spent all season watching them and its that already established dynamic which i think lucy/saxon are meant to parallel in a way. you have ten very much still grieving rose and his entire planet, which makes him try and push away any new companions for a bit. but he’s still looking for - and i think needs, in a way - this kind of connection where he can depend on someone, and ideally they could depend on him. however. ten sucks at this second bit. for the entire season. so he’s in need of this connection despite not wanting any whatsoever, emotional intelligence completely out the window right now since he’s grieving x2, and martha unfortunately walks in right in the middle of this. so you get this dynamic really starting from i’d say the shakespeare code wherein martha is carrying a lot of the weight in their relationship. ten will entrust her with the most deeply personal shit (like his memories of gallifrey, his feelings on losing rose, even in 42 where he’s like "i’m scared i’m so scared" where he depends on martha for emotional support) and then when martha’s like hey can i get some support here or something ten’s like “uh sorry all out too busy being sad” i mean that's a bit exaggerated/summarized but thats the vibe they have. in the beginning he doesn't even admit she’s traveling with him! he’s all “just one trip” “just one more” and refuses to make a concrete decision that martha really needs him to make already. and despite this emotional unavailability shtick ten still relies on martha quite a bit! off the top of my head you have 42(martha freezing/unfreezing ten as he screams in pain), blink (they get sent back to the 1960s… and only martha gets a job???), and. human nature. wherein martha endures racial abuse alongside lesser shitty working conditions in order to ensure the doctor doesn't get his body possessed or something. and in the middle of it this human version of the doctor falls in love with another woman(after basically uh leading her on for the whole fucking season) (sure maybe unintentionally but that's not the point here) who. also was racist to her she's not even a nice person. and her only friend in this godawful place gets possessed. and human doctors a dick to her. and i think. i reflect on it and i come to the conclusion that ten very much does expect martha to just… do his job for him sometimes. handle all the dirty work like making sure human him doesn't get distracted or hurt or die. and still immediately after is like haha we are in 1960 now. i will not get a job what is that. why do you want me to “communicate” or “pull my weight” you’re traveling across space and time lol.

and the master and lucy are a darker extension of this dynamic that i actually haven't really seen people talk about much!! the master is very clear about why he married lucy, and there is no love/admiration/respect whatsoever in there. it is purely a means to an end - her family gets him influence, and she helps him carry out his plans. he gives nothing to lucy, only takes. which is in itself a mirror to ten & martha - the audience knows ten isn’t intending to be malicious in how he treats martha throughout the series, but when paralleled to lucy & the master i think you really get a sense of the harm this can cause down the line. what resentment this kind of dynamic can lead to. and ALL THE WHILE martha is walking the entire planet for a year to save all of humanity while ten hangs out aged 100 with his little tent & dog bowl & seething sorta-ex-husband-boyfriend-whatever. i mean he doesn't have the best time either but he also doesn't have to do that much and also is perhaps a bit too happy about not being the last time lord to fully grasp that hey, uh, humanity's in pretty dire straits right now. martha watches as the master turns earth into a living nightmare, slaughters millions of people on a whim, turns ten into a 900-year-old tweety bird, and tortures her family for a year, only for ten to go “guys dw i can fix him lol we’ll just live in the tardis for eternity together” as if she hadn't had to fight for that too. and ten is still shocked-pikachu-face when she goes “yeah no i’m leaving. i gotta get out.” and that is very much similar to lucy's moment in a way! where she sees the doctor forgiving(without really considering everybody else's opinion on the Past Year), martha's mom talked down from killing him, even Jack is talked down from his confusion at the whole idea, and i think in that moment she goes. okay. you guys can forgive. you guys can let him walk away having just taken, taken, taken everything without any repercussions. i meanwhile have this gun and two years of pent-up rage coursing through my veins. and both of these moments - martha leaving, lucy firing the gun - come at a shock to the doctor and the master. i mean you can see the master's little "oh" face when he gets shot. even if he plays it up like he expected it after i don't think he considered it before. and i think on a certain level neither really expected to be called out like this - ten because he’s got the emotional intelligence of a baseball bat, the master because he doesn’t think humans are capable of wiping their own asses - so in both of these moments in LoTL theyre like "wait i didn't know you could do that"

anyways tl;dr thats why i think lucy and the master are a darker parallel to the doctor and martha in their own way. which feeds into the rest of the finale where the master is just showing the natural extremes to who the doctor is - this is that toxic dependency taken to its natural worst possible place, where you treat someone as a tool rather than as a person. the master's generally a great foil to the doctor but the series 3 finale is just a fantastic example of it i think.

OMG, thank you so much for sharing your thoughts like this! And I love your thought process here so much.

First, absolutely, Martha is the case of right person, wrong time... which is probably what makes hers my favourite companion arc - as I like to put it she travelled through hell and pulled her Virgil (because yes, the Doctor absolutely always has this guide role that brings Virgil to mind, at least in companions' first episodes) to the Earthly Paradise in the process. There's a lot of debates going on about whether Ten was leading Martha on, because on the one hand - well, he's very clear he's not into her romantically, on the other - ok, bitch, you made it clear the kiss doesn't mean anything, but also you hit off with flirtatious winks and end showing off time travel while also casually showing off your Adam's apple. Yeah, a girl can make deductions. And you're right that this superficial frankness is mirrorred in Master's relation to Lucy - though if anything he's crrepily keen on playing a caring husband, what with the 100% performative hug he gives her while the Toclafane are hacking a journalist up. Though I suppose in his head this is what the Doctor does as well when they comfort their companions. And let's give it to Ten - when he said he's not going to let Martha *checks notes* fry in a small capsule in far space because of a sentient sun, he does bend head over tits and does as promised. But historically it has happened that the Doctor's reassurances were hollow (future, but kind of most painful in Twelve assuring Bill he's going to de-cybermanize her only to later admit yeah not really an option... considering Saxon was there to witness this, I wonder if he marked this in his Notebook (of Rassilon) of Spiting the Doctor).

Ten's handling of the chameleon arch is kind of pathetic, thanks for pointing that out! Like, ok - if the Family gets a whole Time Lord lifetime it is a genuine threat to the universe, but his attitude of oh I'm just going to spend three months as a human in a random timespace, what could possibly go wrong, and anyway, Martha will be there to clean up any mess? is a mess. I do like John Smith's romance with nurse Radfem, though, not in the sense of shipping them, but more of an appreciation of the concept: a classic victorian/edwardian romance, but when you look at it from the persective of a BIPOC servant... it kind of becomes apparent both parties are dickheads. This does tie back to the Master in a way, because I think... want to think... that by the time the Doctor went oh no, we're better than a tyrant maniac that spent a whole year destroying the planet and torturing everyone in the room specifically, so we're not going to execute him, I'm going to put him in my nice spaceship and we'll have nice cuddle movie evenings instead, she was already hardened by the fact that he put her in an (unintentionally) tailor made emotional torture room for three months only to later reveal oh yeah, I could absolutely have handled them all along. Is just higher moral ground, innit?

I guess as all best foils do, the clue lies in the diffrences, though, right? Both Martha and Lucy end up deeply disillusioned with their respective semi-immortal twinks from space, but in one case there is still a disillusioned friendship (Ten's surprised Pikachu face, excellent comparion) and in the other there's only hate - and for good reasons! And where the Doctor grows to really respect Martha (and I wouldn't say he started off dismissive, I mean he is impressed when she tells him oh no mister, a doctor isn't something you just are, you have to earn the title) and is not just saddened but... humbled?... by her leaving, the Master shows up in EoT and is like Hey, my widow, did you miss me, hope you haven't remarried, that would be awkward to explain in the registry office :D!

*sigh* I suppose this is why tensimm is so special to me. It's 20 seasons of foil dynamic condensed into 5 hours. It really shows how thin the difference between the Doctor and the Master is. And how in the right circumstances, including the loss of the handy mirror villain to show how things can go wrong, a madman with a box can turn into an eldritch horror deciding the future of the universe. So, again, thank you so much for poining out yet another excellent parallel!

#ask #ahh i hope the answer was worthy of the ask because your analysis is so. good!#doctor who #doctor who meta #thoschei #tensimm #tenth doctor #simm!master #martha jones #lucy saxon #doctor who season 3

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hiiii, if u have time can you do billy and reader running away back to california together after high school, maybe the reader decides to go to college there?? reader isn’t from there but they both just want to escape to somewhere

hi, hey, hello, i've been sitting on this one for a bit.

i hated every "imagine" or "one shot" i was writing, so, i decided to simplify it for me, hope it's satisfying enough. all my love 🖤

but the repeating themes i keep coming towards?

reader decided to go to college out in California, and maybe Billy's maternal grandparents have a condo out there that they let reader and Billy have. they feel really bad for what Neil did, they didn't know the true extent - so, when you two come around, he tells them the truth, and out of guilt, they offer the only thing they can. it's already paid for, so, like, they're cool letting y'all pay for utilities and whatever - no rent. "least we can do," they tell Billy.

wouldn't that be nice? no rent? sheesh.

anyways, it's a cute lil apartment / condo thing, and while Billy hates accepting help, his grandparents insist it'll go to him in their will anyways so he might as well take the keys now. so, fuck it, you know?

reader goes to school full time while Billy works, maybe at the local mechanics shop? just imagine that - Billy... mullet and all... overalls, grease-stained white wife beater... oh, yeah, that's a good mental image for me. yum, you know? and maybe he even gets you a part time gig as the receptionist for you to work between classes.

it would mean you two see more of one another and reader would often see Billy working. gets reader goin', yah know? vroom vroom.

anyways, reader def doesn't stay at the receptionist job 'cause of the college degree, yah know? internships and shit. so, Billy doesn't mind picking up extra shifts, he's content to support reader's dreams and aspirations, and you know what? reader turns him into a house husband eventually! he still has his mechanic job, but it's mostly part time after reader graduates and gets their first big-time job.

that money upgrade? lord, have mercy! and no rent? all there is to do is SAVE money! oh, it must be nice!

anyways, wife him up, yah hear me? reader is the breadwinner, but that's only 'cause Billy held it the fuck down during reader's schooling. no matter how long it took, he was happy to see his lover working hard. and sure, yeah, there's years of turmoil and fighting and disagreements, but life gets really good after that 'cause all Billy needs is consistency.

anything outside of that isn't really okay with him. Billy's used to things being so shitty that when reader's busy with school, it makes him uneasy. part of the reason he got you the receptionist job, you see? he likes physically seeing you, it comforts and assures him, but it also was a routine for him. he knew your work schedule and just had to adjust to your school schedules. poor boy loses his shit after the first semester because classes change in the spring and fall and he *just* got used to the first semester schedule.

however, being in Cali really helps. it's his neck of the woods, it's where he's confident, so, eventually, he learns that while you're in school, he has to make the effort in the relationship. it takes a lot of work on his end, and Billy's not used to that, so he has a difficult time adjusting but for his lover? he'll make do. y'all establish a life there, a routine, a home - and eventually, you move out of the condo for a "starter home" because now? that you've graduated? yeah, Billy's ready for marriage.

never thought he would, but after he realized you had given up your entire life in Hawkins to move with him back to Cali? the boy is considering something long-term. something committing. something permanent. so, literally only 3 months after you start your new job, Billy's posing the question - just to get a feel for the feelings surrounding marriage. he likes where things are, doesn't really wanna shake things up, but when reader's like "yeah, i'm down," he's getting a ring and running to the courthouse.

it's simple, it's official. it's the way things are supposed to play out.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #billy stranger things #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove one shot #billy hargrove fic #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine

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e-dubbc11 · 2 years

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Game On

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google

Pairing: Billy Russo x F! Reader

Supporting Character: Frank Castle

Warnings: None really, maybe a couple swear words but other than that, this is pure fun. There are a few smooches.

Word Count: 5,065-ish (I’m sorry, it’s a little longer than what I usually put out )

Summary: Your best friend and co-worker, Ginger has an idea for a fun Saturday afternoon. She suggests a game of laser tag and also suggests you bring along your boyfriend Billy and his best friend Frank.

A/N: This just sounded like so much fun that I had to write it down. And my sweet friend Lily @munsonownsmyass mentioned how much she loved Ginger from my Happy Birthday fics so I figured I’d give her more love. She is based on my bff, she is the most fun and I can so picture her doing this. I hope you guys like it! Oh I did stick a quote from Mr. & Mrs. Smith in here

As always, thank you for reading! I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕💕

“Hey! What are you doing next weekend?” Ginger asked you excitedly as she looked over at you from her desk which was next to yours. The work day was always filled with interruptions from either her or you randomly bringing up obscure ideas that just popped into your heads.

The clicking of your keyboard stopped as you looked over at her. “Next weekend? I don’t think I have anything goin on. Why, what’s up?” You were very intrigued, Ginger was always full of great ideas and fun things to do.

She removed her blue light glasses and set them down on her desk. “Because I was thinking that we should go and play laser tag.”

Your eyebrows automatically raised like being pulled up by strings. “Laser tag?!!”

“Yeah!! Get a few people from around the office, you bring that smexy boyfriend of yours, oh he should bring Frank…and his kids would probably love it!”

You pondered for a minute before answering her, it did sound like a lot of fun. “Ya know what, that does sound like fun. I’ll talk to Billy when he gets home tonight.”

Billy Russo was your devastatingly handsome boyfriend and former boss. After confessing that he had feelings for you last year at your birthday party, you resigned from your position at his company, Anvil, and started your relationship.

Since that night, you have never been happier, you got a new job working with your best friend and you and Billy recently moved in together. Life was very good.

“Laser tag?!!” Billy exclaimed, flashing that blinding smile at you. “How many people will there be?”

“I dunno yet.”

“What kind of set up is it?”

“I dunno…”

“Is it a point system or is it a you get shot and you’re out situation?”

You shrugged your shoulders. “Alright, soldier…at ease! I don’t know yet.” You were smiling because you saw the competitive glow in his dark brown eyes begin to brighten at the very mention of a game. “I just wanted to know if you wanted to play next weekend, that’s all.” Billy was quite the competitor, he always had to be the best—at everything.

He bit his bottom lip and looked down, tilting his glass of bourbon back and forth, you knew he was already strategizing in his head how he was going to win. “I know that look, Billy!”

“What look, baby?”

“Don’t you play innocent with me, I know you’re already thinking about how you’re going to win. Besides, it’s not a sure thing that you’re going to win, I’m a pretty good shot, ya know.”

Billy set his bourbon on the coffee table, the amber liquid moving back and forth in the glass, he pulled you into his lap so you were straddling him and you started to rake your fingers through his soft hair.

He touched his forehead to yours. “I know you’re a good shot, sweet girl. You had a great teacher.” You wanted to wipe that smug look right off of his handsome face.

“Oh and you and Frank can’t be on the same team either.” You said with a warm smile and a wink.

“What?!! If you’re such a good shot, my love, it shouldn’t matter if Frankie and I are on the same team.”

You pointed a finger right into his chest. “Don’t you try to get in my head, Russo. I know what you’re trying to do and it’s not gonna work.”

Wide eyed and grinning like a Cheshire cat, Billy couldn’t defend his actions, he couldn’t hide what he was trying to do but he loved that you knew him so well.

You always knew when he needed a little extra attention, you could tell from his texts if he was in a good mood or a bad one, you could even tell by the way he took his bourbon if he had a good day or bad day. If he had it with ice, it was a good day, no ice—a bad day.

On days he went to visit his dying mother, he always put on his black and blue tie, little things like that you picked up on, you paid attention to him which he still wasn’t used to, but he loved, and if he felt like talking about his day, good or bad, you were there to listen.

Because Billy held a lot inside, the times where he did want to talk, you stopped whatever you were doing to listen, you wanted to encourage him to talk more, to make him feel more comfortable telling you what was bothering him.

Today, however, was a very good day and he was the only one talking at dinner, telling you all about what he and Frank did on assignment today. But he seemed very curious and excited about laser tag. “Well I’m all in for laser tag, baby. I’ll ask Frankie if he wants to do it and bring the kids.”

You lightly clapped your hands together. “Oh yay! This is gonna be so much fun! I’m going to text Ginger right now.”

Billy carefully watched you get up from the couch and walk into the kitchen to get your phone, and he kept his gaze on you until you came back to the couch. He always did that, stared at you with great affection any time you had to step away from his presence.

He was still quiet when you sat down and draped your legs over him. “What? What is it?” You asked him.

Billy inched closer to you, leaning you backwards so your head rested against the arm of the couch and gave you a deep, passionate kiss. “Nothing.” He said shaking his head. “I just…love you.”

You always thought Billy’s beautiful dark eyes were looking straight through you, like he could see everything that was happening on the inside of your body.

The flutters in your stomach that happened any time he looked in your direction, the goosebumps that erupted on your skin when he touched you, and the way your heart skipped any time he flashed you that gorgeous smile. You just had a feeling he could see it all, he loved you so much.

“I love you too handsome—and you’re goin DOWN!” You said with confidence.

He just laughed a little and told you “We shall see, beautiful. We shall see.”

The following week at work was just a competition of who could do the most shit talking. You and Ginger had recruited three more people for laser tag, and Billy asked Frank if he wanted to come and bring the kids. Altogether there were nine people, so you’d split everyone up into three groups of three.

Team 1 would be Billy, Joe, and Frank’s daughter Lisa, Team 2 would be you, Phil, and Frank Jr. and Team 3 would be Frank, Ginger, and Chris. Joe, Phil and Chris were friends of yours that worked in your building.

“Ginger, where are you going? I thought we were going shopping?” You asked after clocking out for the day.

“Oh I can’t! I forgot I have to meet Frank and Chris for a strategy session. Oh and I’m telling Frank that I get the biggest gun they have. The team captain should have the biggest gun.” She stated with conviction.

You started to laugh. “You’re having a strategy session? Also, does Frank know you designated yourself team captain?”

She had a devil like smile on her face when she replied with “No, but he will when he sees my special laser tag outfit I made with a ‘Captain’ patch on it.”

You pinched the bridge of your nose and closed your eyes. “Wait…you made your own laser tag outfit?”

“Of course I did! It’s all camo.”

You nodded your head. “Yep, of course it’s all camo. Ok well have fun strategizing! I’ll see you guys tomorrow for lunch before game time!” You waved goodbye to Ginger as she headed off to meet Frank and Chris.

On your way to lunch, you were thinking about the only strategy you had for the game which was you had picked two of the shortest people to be on your team and made sure that they wore dark color clothing.

You and Billy were both dressed in black from head to toe and even though you loved to see Billy in his nice suits, he looked so good in more casual clothing also. From the black boots on his feet, to the black sweatshirt he had on up top, he’s the sexiest man you’ve ever seen.

“What is it, love?” Billy asked you as he drove.

You bit your bottom lip as you looked up at him and delicately moved your fingers up and down his thigh. “I was just thinking about how handsome you are.” Ok maybe you had another strategy, but he could see through your little head game.

“Uh huh, I know what you’re doing—don’t you bat your eyelashes at me.” He didn’t even give you a chance to turn on the charm, although it didn’t stop him from smiling and blushing. “Nice try, beautiful. It takes a lot more to get in my head.”

You shrugged your shoulders. “Eh, can’t blame me for tryin’ though, right? I do like this look you have goin’ on though, it’s sexy.” You leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

Billy parked the car and the two of you made your way inside the restaurant where everyone was waiting for you. Frank’s kids took one look in your direction, got up from their seats and charged at Billy. “UNCLE BILLY!!!!” They had the look of pure joy on their face when they rushed over to hug him, and after they hugged him, they grabbed onto you to give you a hug also.

“Hey y/n! We’re going to beat Uncle Billy and Dad’s teams right?!” Frank Jr. asked wide eyed and animated.

Frank’s daughter Lisa, looked at her brother, rolled her eyes, and told him. “Uncle Billy and I are going to win, Junior.”

Billy adored Frank’s children. “Alright, alright let’s eat so we can go play ok?” Billy said to the kids and ushered them back towards their seats.

As you walked over towards the group, you overheard Ginger say “I just don’t understand why we have to be stuck with Sasquatch over here, no offense Chris but you stick out like a sore thumb and you’re an easy target is all I’m sayin’.”

All Frank could do was roll his eyes. “Does anyone want to change teams? And can we talk about how Ginger made herself team Captain?” He leaned back in his chair with his arms extended out to the sides.

“I have the patch, Frank. I get to be Captain.” Ginger made sure everyone saw her patch.

“You have the patch that you sewed on YOURSELF!! And where did you get that outfit anyway?” He asked.

Ginger loved messing with Frank. “Don’t worry about it.” She said.

You chimed in. “She made it, Frank.”

“Of course she did.” He said with a furrowed brow.

Following lunch, the group made their way to the laser tag arena. It was quite a large facility, you took one look inside and saw all the obstacles, barriers, and flashing lights that were all over the place, this was going to be a lot of fun.

After a couple of employees explained the rules, they led you into the room that held all the vests and “guns.” There was an upstairs area as well as the main floor and the object of the game was to knock players out of the game by hitting all of their sensors. Last team/person standing, wins.

There were sensors on the front of the vest, the back of the vest and one on the gun itself. After a person is hit, their gun is temporarily disabled and will not fire so others have a chance to hit more sensors and/or knock them out of the game.

Aside from a few black lights, the rooms had all the lights turned off so after putting your vest on and helping Frank Jr. with his, you took a walk through the rooms so your eyes had time to adjust to the darkness, the lights on your vest provided a small amount of light when you moved from room to room.

After walking around in the darkness for a couple of minutes, you heard someone call out your name, it was Ginger. “Soooooo they just told me I can’t use my night vision goggles, what’s next? Are they gonna tell me I can’t do a barrel roll?!”

Frank just shook his head. “No barrel rolls, Ginger! We’re trying to win this, yeah?! And how did you get night vision goggles?!” He looked exasperated already, but it just made you laugh harder.

“Your team rules are like prison Frank, ya know that?!!!” Ginger yelled back and giggled. It brought her such joy to harass Frank, it’s probably why she suggested that Billy ask him to come along.

Frank Jr. was wondering why everyone on your team was shorter, you told him it’s a good thing that everyone on the team is shorter, it’s easier to hit a taller target than a shorter one. “So let’s try to take Chris out of the game first, he’s the tallest one here. You ready, kiddo?” Junior nodded in agreement and gave you a hi-five.

Each team started in a different area, your team carefully made their way to other parts of the arena to search for members of the opposite teams, making sure not to bunch together. There were different objects for you to hide behind or take cover behind like, barrels, make shift walls, piles of sand bags.

Starting upstairs, you made sure to remind Frank Jr. to check around corners before moving out, Billy’s military training advice to you, paid off. His sister came rushing around the corner and Junior took out two of her sensors before taking off running and laughing maniacally, leaving Lisa there unable to fire her weapon back at him. “I’m gonna get you, Junior!!!”

You always knew when Ginger and Frank were nearby because they did nothing but argue with each other, Frank would try and get away from her but she would just follow him, mostly just to get on his last nerve. “Ginger, don’t make me take out my own teammate. Or maybe I’ll just take myself out so I don’t have to deal with you anymore, yeah?”

It was so amusing to watch the two of them interact, you didn’t want to give away where you were so you tried very hard not to laugh out loud at their banter.

One thing you knew about Billy was he was very light on his feet, you never heard him coming. It’s how he managed to sneak up behind you and scare you at least once a week when you were cooking dinner or folding laundry. He was stealthy like a cat, planned out his attacks very carefully and he’d laugh every time he got a jump scare out of you.

So you weren’t surprised when you watched him from upstairs, sneak up behind Frank and Ginger and knock out one sensor each on their backs and disappear just as quickly as he appeared.

Phil and Junior found Chris and knocked out all of his sensors all at one time. He tried to hide but he was so tall, he didn’t fit behind anything or couldn’t crouch down low enough to get out of the way of the lasers. He ended up being the first one knocked completely out of the game, so now there were eight players left.

As you cautiously and quietly watched from your perch, you heard a lot of commotion coming from downstairs. Sensors going off left and right, while keeping a close eye on Billy, his silhouette gliding in between obstacles, as he tried to avoid getting hit.

He moved along the bottom of the stairs, pointing his gun up to check for the “enemy” and you observed him start to climb the stairs so you hid behind some stacked barrels. You’d have your chance to stun him when he moved forward to observe what was going on below him.

“You up here, sweet girl? I swept the entire first floor, you have to be around somewhere.” He murmured.

Billy was smart, even though he thought he might be alone, he still kept his weapon close to his chest. You’d have to make these shots count.

He walked out slowly towards the railing and you had a clear shot of the sensor on his gun so you took it. Got him. “Gotcha, handsome!”

With a shocked look on his face, Billy watched you walk around the barrel barrier and over to him, he couldn’t fire his weapon in retaliation for a full 30 seconds. “Oh look at that, I’m winning.” You chuckled and gently brushed his beard with your fingers.

The competitive fire in Billy’s eyes was burning bright, he couldn’t believe you got the drop on him. He hated to lose and would not take it easy on you once he was free to fire his weapon again. “That’s only one, baby. Only one. Care to make a friendly wager?” He couldn’t resist.

And you couldn’t help yourself either, you were on a high from landing your first shot so you grabbed him by the shirt collar and pulled him in for a passionate kiss, quickly let go, and started to back away before he could draw you in close. “If I win, you have to buy me something pretty.”

“And what about when I win, beautiful?” He smirked and wiped the sweat off of his brow.

You pondered for a split second. “You still have to buy me something pretty but I’ll take you to dinner…and I won’t wear any underwear. How’s that?”

Billy lowered his weapon because he couldn’t contain his smile. It took over his entire face and he started to blush. “You got yourself a deal, love. Shake on it?”

You weren’t that stupid, his stun time was almost up and you had to get downstairs quickly. “Oh no, no my love—you’re going to have earn the shots you take at me, no freebies.” Before heading down the stairs, you took one more shot and hit one of the sensors on his chest, you were going to need all the help you could get.

“DAD!!!!” Lisa yelled after her father shot out her last sensor.

Frank was having a blast with his kids. “I’m sorry sweetheart, you know I can’t let you win.”

“Real nice, Frankie. Taking out your own daughter like that.” Billy’s voiced echoed from up above.

Frank pointed his laser up towards Billy and replied. “Yeah and I’m gonna take out my son too, as soon as I can find him! Hey why don’t you come out to where I can see you, Bill?!”

Lisa had hit one of the targets on your chest before Frank hit her last one so you hid behind a pile of sandbags while the stun wore off and Joe had fired the final shot to knock Phil out of the game.

Six players left.

Frank Jr’s strategy, despite what you told him to do, was basically to just run around and see if he could hit any targets which worked well for him until it didn’t. Billy, Frank and Ginger all took shots at Junior as he ran back and forth.

And he continued to run around even after Ginger nailed his last sensor. “You’re out, Junior!! Don’t make me tell your dad!!” She yelled at him as he hurried past her and the announcement over the loud speaker stated that everyone left had one live sensor left except you had two left. And you were the only one left on your team so you knew everyone was coming for you.

Billy wasn’t the only one who could be light on his feet, you managed to sneak up behind Joe and took out his last one so now Billy was the only one left on his team.

“Ginger, what are you doing? It’s two against two, y/n and Bill are the only ones left on their teams, we can win this! I said no barrel rolls!” Frank yelled in typical Frank fashion as Ginger tried to roll from one barrier to another but Billy shot her last sensor on her gun.

“I’m hit!!” She extended her hand to try and get Frank to grab her and pull her to the side and in dramatic fashion yelled “Leave no man behind, Frank! Take my hand!”

Frank crouched down next to Ginger and angrily stated “Great! Now I have to do this by myself.” And no sooner had he said that, Billy knocked out Frank’s last sensor on his lower left side.

“You’re done, Frankie.” Billy laughed, and Frank just threw his hands up in defeat.

You could hear Frank and Ginger arguing with each other all the way back to the holding room.

“If you just stuck to the plan like I told you, we could have won, Ginger.” Frank grumbled.

Of course Ginger had a reply at the ready. “Yeah but how cool did I look when I did my barrel roll? You think anyone got that on video? I’m gonna ask.”

Now that it was down to just you and Billy, you had to figure out how you were going to win this. Outsmarting your boyfriend in combat was going to be difficult, this is what Billy does best.

And during Ginger’s dramatic performance roll, she did manage to hit the sensor on your back as you were running away from her, so you were down to one now also and you needed to get to higher ground before he did.

“You still alive, baby?!” That line from Mr. and Mrs. Smith always made you smile, you shouted it in Billy’s direction and most likely gave away your position, as you headed for the stairs, not knowing that Billy had already made it to the top without you noticing.

You kept your gun close to your vest, the last live sensor was the one on your upper left side so you wanted to keep that one hidden. Stopping at the foot of the steps, you pointed your gun up towards the top and you heard and saw a few laser shots fired down at you and then you heard his voice.

“Come on up, beautiful. I’m waiting.” You could tell he had a sly grin on his face when he said that.

There was another staircase that led to the upstairs on the other side of the arena and maybe since your live sensor was on the front of your vest, you’d be able to get there without getting hit but you wanted to finish this now so with your gun at the ready, you started to climb the stairs. When you made it to the top, Billy was standing in the middle of the area with his gun resting on the ground.

You stared at him with a very puzzled look on your face. “What are you doing, Billy? Why is your gun on the ground?” You took notice of his lone sensor, it was opposite yours on his upper right side. The guns are tethered to the vests so it was just resting on the ground next to him.

“I thought we could settle this duel style, baby girl.” He licked his lips, you could tell he was enjoying this and his cockiness was showing. “Put it down.” He said in a stern, low whisper.

Everyone in the other room watched on the monitors as the two of you stood across from each other. “What are they doing? Why doesn’t she just take him out, he’s unarmed.” Ginger said while pointing at the screens.

“Bill wants to settle this with a duel, it looks like.” Frank said with a little laugh. “He’s fast, but I’ve seen her shoot, she’s quick on the draw too.” He was curious and folded his hands in anticipation of what was going to happen next.

You placed your weapon next to your right foot, Billy studied your glowing white sensor, narrowing his dark chocolate like eyes at you and you knew he was trying to get in your head. “You think you can beat me, baby?” He slowly ran his tongue over his teeth and crossed his arms across his chest.

The smile that spread across your face was hard to control, the heat within your body caused you to blush, and you hated the way he was looking at you but loved it at the same time. This was turning you on and he knew it.

Back in the other room, Frank asked his kids “Who do you think is gonna win?”

Lisa was the first to answer. “Uncle Billy is gonna win.”

“Nah, y/n will win. What do you think Dad?” Junior asked.

“I wanna see y/n win. Your Uncle Billy is too cocky for his own good.” Frank said with a slight smirk.

“What are they waiting for? I’m ready for happy hour!!” Ginger remarked.

“Your call, handsome.” With a smirk on your face, you narrowed your eyes to match his. “Hands up, so it’s fair.” Billy raised his hands to mimic yours.

“We’ll go on three. Ready?” Billy asked.

You nodded and then waited.

Billy counted off. “One…two…three.”

After the word “three,” you each pulled the gun up by the tether, pointed it at each other’s chest and pulled the trigger. His sensor went dark, but so did yours and you weren’t sure who won.

The arena lights turned on and you both shrugged your shoulders. “Who won?” You asked him. “I saw your light go off.” You extended your arm and pointed at him.

“And I saw YOUR light go off. Maybe we have to look at a replay but I think I won.” Billy said with confidence.

“Oh are you that sure of yourself, Mr. Russo? Let’s go find out.” You said as you raced over to the stairs with Billy hot on your heels.

After turning in your gun and your vest, the two of you went into the holding room where everyone else was. Half of them said you won and the other half said Billy did, but you were anxiously waiting for someone to come in with the official results.

“Well, we checked out the footage, it looks like…the two of you hit each other’s target at the exact same time.”

Everyone groaned and demanded to see the footage so they played it and after analyzing it for a good ten minutes, there really was no doubt that both sensors went dark at the exact same time.

Frank’s booming voice yelled over everyone. “Alright, alright, let’s go get a beer and Shirley temple’s for the kids, yeah?!”

They all followed Frank out of the room while you and Billy stayed back for a minute, he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulled you in close and kissed the top of your head. You had your eyes closed as you rested your head against his chest.

“Looks like you get to pick out something pretty.” Billy smiled against the top of your head. “This was a lot of fun. You are definitely a good shot, beautiful.”

Pulling away from Billy slightly, you extended your arms to lightly stroke his beard with your thumbs. “Well, I did have a pretty good teacher.” He had that smug look on his face again. “And it looks like you get to have a nice dinner…on me.”

He leaned forward to look into your eyes. “And?”

You rolled your eyes. “Aaaaaand…I won’t wear any underwear to dinner. Anything else?”

“Kiss me.” He growled with a purr against your ear.

You didn’t hesitate at Billy’s command, looking up at him through your long lashes, you pulled his face back towards yours and delicately pressed your lips against his. He tasted like salt and peppermint.

His hands moved from your waist to cup your face and he deepened the kiss, tangling his tongue with yours but you pulled away before he could lay you down on the couch that was in front of you. You’d definitely be banned from laser tag forever if things had continued. And even though your hair was a mess and you had been sweating from all the running around, Billy still looked at you like you were the most beautiful woman in the world.

“Come on, handsome. Everyone’s waiting.” You kissed him on the cheek.

Billy laced his fingers with yours and led you out of the room, everyone else was waiting at the entrance.

“Where have you two been?” Ginger asked. “Ohhhhhh, I know what you were doing.” She gave the two of you a wink. “ANYWAY!! I already have ideas for our next group outing. Karaoke sounds fun doesn’t it, Frank?!”

She knew she hit a nerve, you could almost see Frank having flashbacks to your birthday party where Ginger entertained the guests with her singing “skills.”

“Absolutely not, Ginger! Nope, not gonna happen.” Frank started to walk ahead of everyone else.

“What about Go-Karts?! We can get racing outfits.” She chased after him.

“No, Ginger.”

“A trampoline park!”

“No.”

“Ok, but seriously we need to talk about my barrel roll. It must have looked really cool, right? They caught it on video and sent it to me, wanna see?!” She asked excitedly.

“We wanna see!!” Frank’s kids said in unison.

“Stop encouraging her!” Frank said with a slight smile. You could tell he had a really good time despite playfully arguing with Ginger. He glanced back at you and Billy, mostly looking at how happy Billy was.

For a long time, he didn’t know Billy was even capable of being that happy and that was all because of you. He thought about how much his kids love their uncle Billy. And with a smirk on his face, his final thought before turning around was maybe sometime in the not so distant future, he would get to be called “Uncle Frankie.”

Frank let out a deep breath and even though he may regret what he was about to ask, he asked anyway. “Alright Ginger, tell me more about these Go-Karts.”

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hello i am crawling into your inbox on all fours. whats the new lore. hows mars. whats goin on there. 🤲

HIIIIII thank u for asking oh my god :'3

backstory for the whole thing is that i've had two story ideas in my head that i rotated for a lobg while until tow hyperfixation appeared in june last year and i have barely given any thoughts to them

NOW for a while i've been, like, working more on toby's backstory and all and done some worldbuilding and started having thoughts abt pulling him out of being a video game oc and instead keep him as an original oc. which in turn led me to have some thoughts about the original stories. what i decided is to ditch the plots, combine the stories into one and throw toby & co. in there HEHE

Now what's happening in the story itself: basically Earth has been terraforming and colonizing planets for a while, and only after a while went "oh wait we also have Mars over there". So they go there like 100 years before the story plot starts and terraform it and it kinda starts to have it's own thriving colony & people are happy. Then Earth gets bored and kinda leaves it to be on its own (which Mars is kinda happy about honestly, Earth directives were starting to get annoying).

Meanwhile Toby's (and others') backstory stays the same (though some details r changed, like corporations and projects, how Earth works and all), and so kinda does the reason for Tobias to leave Earth. The managers of the project he was working in as a lead chemist were doing some fucked up unethical shit and he tried to whistleblow them and almost ended up getting killed by the lead guy of the project for that. The corporation the project was part of wasn't really pleased w it but decided to deal with the lead guy instead and leave Toby alone (partly bc Klara has a very high rank in their intercorporational relations + Toby has some friends in internal affairs).

At the same time Klara got an offer to move to Mars bc their corporation's daughter company is having some problems she would deal with very well, and while Toby didn't really like the idea at the beginning, they did realize that it would also be a good way for him to "start a new chapter" (and also get away from ppl who really don't like him). Plus it's said that Mars is really doing better than Earth in some way.

And so they decide to go there. Yay 🤍

EXCEPT THAT IT IS NOT DOING BETTER SJFKKFSHFJJFJX Mars is in fact, kinda fucked up in a way that it's very divided, kinda dangerous and has a shitty government that only cares about money. Plus there's some rebels who want to get rid of their current government. But hey at least there's a gian ocean on the north side of Mars! woter

When they arrive there their transport gets ambushed by said rebels and they, for some reason, take Klara w them. Toby tries to start a fight and is left on that spot until found by local government officials. They kinda know why he & Klara arrived here and r thus somewhat nice with him, BUT since the corporation Klara is working for is kinda against the local government, they aren't That Nice. When he asks them to help him out get Klara back they laugh at his face and go "lol get a job and calm down."

And so he decides to do it all by himself (+ teams up with some other people). And so the story begins!*

and that's all i've figured out so far properly

ANYWAY!!!! i am soooo excited about this one oughhhhhh thank you for asking <3333 i think i'll post the more official writing things on my writeblr once i sort it out, but mostly i'll also talk about it here and post art here or on my art blog TEEHEE <3

*meanwhile klara is having a surprisingly ok time btw. the rebels apparently wanted her to do smth they need her skills for and she is treated sooo well. much better than at her own job <3

#asks

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arixwrites · 1 year

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Marcus Baker x OFC Pt. 2

So, as of right now in this lil "series" Ginny and Georgia do not exist! I just want Marcus to be semi happy and with G&G comes so much drama

Marcus Baker x Allison Littman (OFC)

words: 1k

Brodie’s parents were holding a dinner party tonight, so his basement was off limits for the group’s hang out. Allison wasn’t a huge fan of all of Abby’s friends but she was an honorary member of MAAN so she was usually forced to make an appearance. Don’t get Allison wrong, she likes to have fun. She likes to drink and smoke, just sometimes they can be a lot. Also, some of them were just full on assholes. Allison really had no idea why Abby was even friends with people like Press, Brodie, and Samantha. Tonight, the hangout spot was the Baker’s. The Baker parents were at Brodie’s parents’ dinner party and they were known to run late into the night so the house was safe for a couple of hours. Everyone was outside so the stench of the weed wouldn’t stick in the house. It was early spring in New England so it still got really chilly at night. Luckily the kids had been drinking for the past two hours, so they didn’t really feel it at this point, however, this was not the case for Allison. She was sipping on the same white claw for those two hours watching an “intense” game of beer pong. She made sure to ‘ooh and aah’ at the appropriate times so as to not bring attention to the fact that she would rather be anywhere else than on the Baker’s back patio freezing her ass off. She slowly turned around and tried to

sneak into the warm house. Max grabbed her by the waist ‘Hey, Ally! Where ya goin’? You’re gonna miss your sister beating Brodie’s ass at beer pong!’ Max was already very drunk. Allison knew this because of the smell of tequila on her breath and the way she screamed in her face louder than usual. So, she knew her answer really didn’t matter,

‘Just going pee. I drank so many of these,’ she shook her white claw, ‘I will be right back.’ Max agreed and gave her a big wet kiss on the cheek. Allison did actually have to go pee; she just also wanted to hide out in the warm house until the Bakers inevitably came home and busted the kids. Allison really didn’t understand how the others are let out of their houses with how much they get busted for partying, but hey that’s not any of her business.

After finding that the bathroom upstairs was occupied, Allison tried to distract her bladder by looking at all the photos and artwork on the walls of the hallway. Allison saw a glimpse of a really beautiful and colorful piece of artwork in what she assumed was Marcus’s room. She hadn’t seen him all night so she assumed that he was out with friends. The door to his room was open and Allison could not resist. She peeked her head in and what she found surprised her.

She had never been in Marcus’s room before, only Max’s when she and Abby came over. Allison has always seen Marcus by himself or with few friends. He doesn’t stand out and it doesn’t seem like he cares to. Also, after what happened to his friend the year before Allison thought she noticed a slight change in him. So, when she saw his walls full of large sprawling drawings, in color and in black and white, she was mesmerized. She knew he could draw well from being in a couple art classes with him, but she had never seen him express himself like this. She only ever saw the stupid projects made up by their teachers. This was different. She could tell that the art on his walls was full of emotion and passion.

The last person she ever wanted to hear spoke up behind her, ‘Hey’

She quickly turned around, ‘H-Hey Marcus!’

He questioned her and crossed his arms in front of his chest, ‘So, what’re you doing in my room?’

Allison was so embarrassed and when she’s embarrassed she doesn’t really have control over her mouth and body. Sometimes, in especially horrifying circumstances, she has actually blacked out and just gone on autopilot. ‘Nothing creepy like smelling your bed sheets or stealing your underwear. I’m not a creepy psycho, I swear.’ She laughed to try and soften the blow of those choice words that decided to come out of her mouth.

Marcus actually full on laughs, ‘I wasn’t gonna go there, but now I’m actually concerned’ He dramatically furrows his brow for a second then smiles when he can’t keep up the act.

Allison fiddles with her hair. She had never seen him smile like that before, ‘Okay, that came out completely horrible! I was actually on the way to the bathroom when I saw your artwork on your walls and I couldn’t resist coming in. True story, I am sorry, and please forgive me’

He nods, ‘Alright, I’ll forgive you. If you answer this question,’ He pauses and waits for Allison to agree. ‘Why aren’t you out in the backyard destroying your liver with MAAN and the rest of your friends?’

Allison shakes her head and holds three fingers up, ‘3 things. One: I have been petitioning a name change for years now and I keep on getting overruled.’ Marcus laughs again and she loves it. ‘Two: They are not my friends! Well, MAAN is but not the others…well, Hunter’s actually really nice, but y’know who I mean.’ Marcus nods in understanding. ‘Three: I just don’t want to. I don’t spend all my days counting down until the next party’, she shrugs, ‘But! If I say that I’ll get looked at as a freak or called a nerd or something’ Allison had never told anyone this. Ever. Not even her twin sister and she wasn’t sure why she was telling Marcus right now.

He smiled, ‘Who cares about those assholes,’ that made Allison laugh, ‘If you want, you can hide up here with me. I have Smash Bros.’

Allison beams, ‘Really!? That sounds great, thank you’ This isn’t the first time Marcus has seen Allison smile, since she is a generally cheerful person, but it’s the first time that it’s been just for him. He really liked that. ‘I call Kirby, though.’

He turns on the switch for them and looks back with confusion, ‘Kirby? Why Kirby?’

Allison answers him in a baby voice, ‘Because he’s just so cute I could die.’

Marcus laughs, ‘Sure, have Kirby. I don’t want you dying on me.’ Allison fiddles with her hair. She really didn’t think the night would end like this. Meanwhile, Marcus doesn’t think he’s laughed like this in awhile. He can’t wait for the next MAAN hang out.

Monday Morning…

It’s morning break, Marcus is sitting on the bean bags in Red with Silver. Together they’re going over the Chemistry lab that Marcus actually did finish. He doesn’t mind Chemistry. Silver is asking him to explain how he got the answer he did. Coming down the hallway he hears his sister exclaim a totally trivial reason why she’s going to die today along with Norah and Abby trying to comfort her. He’s ready to completely ignore MAAN as usual until he hears Allison.

Allison is a couple paces behind the rest of MAAN half listening to their conversation and half listening to a podcast until she sees Marcus. She can’t help but smile, ‘Hey Marcus’ she waves.

Marcus waves back, ‘Hey Allison’

The rest of MAAN turn back and all look at Allison. Max exclaims, 'Ally saying ‘Hi’ to Marcus and Marcus saying it back?! That’s just totally normal’ Before rounding the corner of the hallway Allison looks back over to Red where she finds Marcus already looking in her direction.

#ginny and georgia #marcus baker #fanfiction #OFC #marcus baker fanfiction #maxine baker #abby littman #marcus baker imagine #ginny and georgia fanfic #marcus baker x ofc #allison littman

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shiningwonderland · 10 months

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Ranmaru Kurosaki (All Star)

Translator: Raine (twitter: amagiyas) Proofreader: Shu (twitter: coldcagelord) Editors: Snail (twitter: herbert_snail), Lacey (twitter: fairyharp), Mae (twitter: itoshikimaegirl)

Chapter Four — Peaceful Days

Ren Jinguji: Happy New Year, Lady. You look great! Simply beautiful.

Masato Hijirikawa: I hope to receive your support this year as well.

In addition, you look just like a traditional Japanese doll.

The two of them smile cheerfully.

Meanwhile….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: … Why're you here too? And what's with that getup?

Kurosaki-senpai looks me up and down.

Haruka Nanami: Hijirikawa-san and Jinguji-san invited me.

Since I was at my parents' house, I thought I would come dressed in a kimono.

Today, Kurosaki-senpai and the other two will be starting work on a special New Year's live broadcast for a variety show.

Jinguji-san contacted me just before recording began.

In his message, he invited me to attend the first shrine visit of the year with him once recording was finished.

He also said he would bring Kurosaki-senpai along.

We decided to meet at a quiet shrine near the office.

The general public rarely visits this shrine, so even idols can take their time when they visit.

Haruka Nanami: Happy New Year. Please continue looking after me.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Y-yeah… same here….

We awkwardly exchange greetings and bow to each other.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Exchanging greetings and all is fine, but… what'd ya come all this way for?

Haruka Nanami: For the first shrine visit of the new year. What else?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hah? Shrine visit?

Haruka Nanami: I came after receiving an invite from Jinguji-san, unless… you came all the way without knowing…?

Kurosaki-senpai glares at the other two.

Is it possible that….

Haruka Nanami: Um… did the two of you explain to Kurosaki-senpai?

Jinguji-san beams and shakes his head while Hijirikawa-san averts his eyes.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hey, you two. What's goin' on?

Didn't you say we were just gonna stop by the office on our way back?

Ren Jinguji: Let's go, Ran-chan.

If you're with a cute girl like the lady here, the gods will surely be pleased and grant you your wish.

As if nothing had happened, Jinguji-san takes hold of one of Kurosaki-senpai's arms.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: What're you up to, hey! Making wishes to the gods? How stupid.

I don't believe in that sorta stuff!

Masato Hijirikawa: Kurosaki-san, please don't shout something like that in front of a shrine.

It's asking for divine punishment from above….

Hijirikawa-san takes hold of his other arm.

Given the situation, I have no choice but to follow along.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: What the… lemme go!

Jinguji-san and Hijirikawa-san haul Kurosaki-senpai onto the shrine grounds by his arms.

What is this? It's like watching a child visiting the shrine on his third birthday….

Masato Hijirikawa: Here we go!

Kurosaki-san! Please walk properly!

The two of them drag Kurosaki-senpai into the shrine, leaving behind tracks in the gravel.

If the words "shrine visit" were mentioned from the start, Kurosaki-senpai probably wouldn't want to go.

That was the consensus between Jinguji-san and Hirijikawa-san.

Considering his reaction just now, I can understand their reasoning.

However, I'm participating in the Song Festival with Kurosaki-senpai this year, so it seems they took that into consideration.

Anyway, we manage to reach the inner sanctuary of the shrine where we will make our wishes.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hold up, you two!!

Kurosaki-senpai's shout can be heard in front of the offertory box.

Masato Hijirikawa: Y-yes?

Ren Jinguji: What's the matter, Ran-chan?

The two of them look at him blankly.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Just what're you thinking of putting in that offertory box?!

Ren Jinguji: Huh? Well, I was going to put in an offering.

I catch a glimpse of some bills in his hand before they disappear again.

Masato Hijirikawa: Same here, I hadn't planned on putting in anything special….

Like Jinguji-san, Hijirikawa-san is also holding some bills.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Quit playin' with me! What kinda person goes around putting bills in an offertory box?

This is why I can't stand you rich kids.

He steps up to the shrine's offertory box with a commanding stance.

Masato Hijirikawa: Oh no…. I forgot that he has an eccentric obsession with saving money.

Kurosaki-san, please calm down!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: You think I'm gonna stay calm 'bout this?!

Kay you guys! We'll go round and say what we think is a fair amount for an offering!

He scowls at us while maintaining his commanding stance.

Haruka Nanami: F-fair amount?!

Is there really such a thing…?

But I have to answer him….

Select the phrase!

Five yen (+15 Love)

Haruka Nanami: If I recall… five yen represents good luck.

Ren Jinguji: It also represents good relationships. Beautiful, isn't it?

Are you looking for one too?

Haruka Nanami: Ah, no… that wasn't what I….

Masato Hijirikawa: Jinguji, why are you leading the conversation in that direction?

Human relationships are also valuable in work and in business.

It could be interpreted like that too, which is just as important.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Oh yeah, business relationships are important.

It all goes back to your daily income, y'see.

And that's that, put away those bills and offer up five yen!

Holding a five yen coin between his fingers, he looks at us sternly.

Ren Jinguji: Hah… guess there's no changing his mind.

Following Kurosaki-senpai's lead, we have our five yen coins ready to throw into the offertory box.

Kurosaki-senpai says it's not good to throw money, so we carefully place our coins inside.

Forty-five yen (+10 Love)

Haruka Nanami: Now that you mention it, I've heard that forty-five yen is a good amount to offer.

Masato Hijirikawa: Ah yes, because it holds a wish for "forming lasting relationships".

It's a beautiful example of traditional Japanese wordplay, don't you think?

Ren Jinguji: Lasting relationships, huh? Not a bad choice.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: If it's that much, I guess I can offer that.

Everyone nods at the same time. It's a unanimous agreement.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hmm? I only have a fifty yen coin. Guess I won't get any change back….

Masato Hijirikawa: Please don't demand change from the gods!

Ren Jinguji: How about thinking of it as a five yen tip?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Don't be such an idiot! He who laughs at one yen will cry over one yen. Every cent counts, y'know.

Kurosaki-senpai firmly holds his head high as he declares that.

Any amount (+0 Love)

Haruka Nanami: I don't think there really is a fair amount….

Ren Jinguji: Yep, I've seen people who throw in stacks of bills on the news before.

Masato Hijirikawa: I believe that's an exception, but… Well, I think it depends on the feelings of the person making the offering.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: This is pointless. If you’re gonna waste your money at a place like this, you should be usin' it on something beneficial to yourself.

Listen up! An offering should be up to 999 yen. I won't accept anything more than that, so put those notes away.

Kurosaki-senpai snaps his fingers and declares the limit for an offering.

In the end, we rummage through our wallets for some small change and manage to make our offerings.

After ringing the bell, we stand next to each other with our hands clasped and close our eyes. The grounds of the shrine are quiet and solemn.

Of course, the first thing that comes to mind is the Song Festival. I only have three months left with the agency.

… I want to win the Song Festival so that I'm able to debut.

I earnestly make that wish and lift my head.

Looking to my side, I see Kurosaki-senpai standing quietly with his eyes closed.

Despite saying that he doesn't make wishes to gods….

Watching him stand there proudly with his head bowed is a beautiful sight.

As I'm staring, he lifts his head and our eyes meet.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: … What're you grinning at?

He knocks me on the head and lightly pokes me.

Haruka Nanami: Aah… I-I'm sorry.

Um… What did you wish for?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: I told you I don't believe in that stuff, didn't I?

I didn't make any.

If I have to say something, then I expressed my determination.

Haruka Nanami: Determination?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Well, all the things I hope to accomplish this year… stuff like that.

Now's a good chance to do it.

Anyway, how 'bout you?

Haruka Nanami: Ah, well… I want to win the Song Festival and make my debut, so I wished for that.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: … Y'see here.

For major things like that, say them directly.

Haruka Nanami: Directly?

He quietly tells me it's nothing to worry about and averts his eyes.

Ren Jinguji: Well, we've finished with our prayers.

How about drawing fortunes before we leave?

Jinguji-san stretches widely before moving towards the place where fortunes are being sold.

Haruka Nanami: Ahh, a test of luck!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Just when I thought we were done….

Ren Jinguji: Now, now. Ran-chan, let’s go.

Once again, Kurosaki-senpai is dragged away towards the fortunes.

Ren Jinguji: Oh, medium fortune.

"Someone who has been waiting for you will appear"….

Finally, it's time for my femme fatale to make an entrance.

Masato Hijirikawa: Small fortune. "Your studies will pay off if you work hard"… huh.

Yes, I must be even more diligent.

How about yours?

Haruka Nanami: Um… let's see.

Ah! It's great fortune! I'm going to have great fortune!

I show everyone the fortune I pulled.

Ren Jinguji: That's wonderful, Lady!

Masato Hijirikawa: That’s amazing, I'm sure it will be a good year for you.

Haruka Nanami: Yes! Thank you so much!

Huh? Kurosaki-senpai….

Turning around, I see Kurosaki-senpai lashing out at one of the priests near the fortunes.

Haruka Nanami: S-Senpai? What are you…?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Don't "what" me, take a look!

He says that while holding out his fortune, waving it around.

Masato Hijirikawa: Please don't wave it around, it makes it difficult to….

What? Catastrophic fortune?!

Haruka Nanami: D-did you say catastrophic?!

Ren Jinguji: Well then….

Good going, Ran-chan.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Quit messin' around!

"Money: You will lose a lot." What the hell's with that?!

For Senpai, he seems to be more concerned about that point rather than the catastrophic misfortune.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: … It's time for payback.

Just as he turns on his heel, Hijirikawa-san and Jinguji-san grab him and hold him back.

Haruka Nanami: P-please calm down!

I… I have to do something as his partner.

Haruka Nanami: H-here, I'll give you my great fortune.

Masato Hijirikawa: Then, please take my small fortune as well.

Without a second thought, Hijirikawa-san places his fortune on top of mine.

Ren Jinguji: Huh, guess I gotta do it too.

Here, you can have my medium fortune.

Now you're all set.

All three fortunes are handed over to Kurosaki-senpai in succession.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Geez, even if you give me your fortunes….

Besides, I'm the one in charge of my own life!

I’m going to take another shot at this.

Once again, just as he turns on his heel, Hijirikawa-san and Jinguji-san hold him back.

If it's come to this….

Haruka Nanami: Kurosaki-senpai, think of this in a different way!

Determined, I stand in front of Senpai.

Haruka Nanami: T-to lose a lot of money… would mean that you're going to earn lots of money first before you lose it….

Couldn't you think of it like that?

The shrine grounds fall quiet.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: What….

You… you've learned to speak for yourself, haven’t you?

Masato Hijirikawa: Whoa….

Ren Jinguji: You did it, Lady.

Haruka Nanami: What's more, the power in these three fortunes will balance it out!

You might even end up with extra good luck left over!

I'm desperate, but somehow I manage to get it all out.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Well, if you guys insist, then I guess I don't have a choice….

Kurosaki-senpai grumbles as he holds onto the fortunes.

After that, we sip some amazake and tie our fortunes to the branches of a plum blossom tree growing in the shrine's courtyard.

Lastly, I put my hands together, praying deep in my heart for everyone’s happiness and success before leaving the shrine.

Afterwards, we head towards the office.

Maybe it was because of the ruckus at the shrine, but everyone looks exhausted.

Haruka Nanami: Are you going to have a meeting to discuss hidden talents now?

Kurosaki-senpai nods in confirmation.

Each year, the president hosts a New Year's party for Shining Agency.

Last year, I wasn't able to attend, but it seems the hidden talents contest is the highlight of the party, and all of the agency's stars take part in it.

This year, it’s been decided that the Master Course teams will each participate as a unit. It looks like Kurosaki-senpai, Hijirikawa-san and Jinguji-san are going to start planning for it now.

Masato Hijirikawa: Yes, we are. However, Kurosaki-san, you were quick to agree to participate.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: It's a real pain. But if it's for a prize, of course I gotta do it.

Haruka Nanami: Is the grand prize really that extravagant?

Ren Jinguji: Last year's prize was a gold statue of the boss.

Putting aside the question of whether one would display it or not, it does boast some extravagance.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Every year, Hyuga-san and Tsukimiya-san engage in a fierce battle.

We can't lose against them….

Masato Hijirikawa: In addition, there's a penalty for the team in last place.

At the very least, I would like to avoid that.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Tch, what're you saying?

If we're doing this, of course we're aimin' to win.

Listen up! Things are gonna get busy from now on!

Ren Jinguji: Okay, Ran-chan!

Masato Hijirikawa: I have a bad feeling about this, but it looks like I don't have a choice.

I understand.

I wonder what kind of hidden talents they'll show off?

I'm looking forward to it.

A few days later, I arrive at the New Year's party.

Haruka Nanami: Wow, amazing….

The venue is decorated lavishly, with many well-dressed stars coming in and out of it.

Even though it's just for the agency, the president remains a fan of brilliance and glamour.

A gigantic banquet hall has been booked for the occasion.

Haruka Nanami: It's dazzling.

I thought I had dressed somewhat presentable myself, but compared to the aura of the people coming and going around me….

I feel like I shouldn’t stay here.

Reiji Kotobuki: Kouhai-chan! A Happy New Year to you!!

Haruka Nanami: Ehh!

Suddenly, something covers my head from behind and my vision is plunged into darkness.

Camus: The lion dance….

I see, it's a traditional Japanese event.

How interesting.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hweihi! Hugt noft haeut!

Heh iho fueh, iho!

Ai Mikaze: Camus, the lion dance originated from China.

Ranmaru, don't talk with your mouth full.

And Reiji, you don't cover the whole head in lion dancing. You only need to bite it.

Reiji Kotobuki: Oh, is that right?

Ai-Ai is as knowledgeable as ever. Well then!

The object on top of my head sways unsteadily.

Haruka Nanami: Ahhhh!

Camus: Enough, Kotobuki.

Gradually, my vision becomes bright again.

When I turn around, everyone is standing there.

Haruka Nanami: Ah, you're all here! Happy New Year!

Wow, all of you came dressed in kimonos today.

I fix my eyes on the sight of the four of them in their kimonos.

Reiji Kotobuki: Well, well? How do we look, Kouhai-chan?

Kotobuki-senpai asks as he opens and closes the lion's mouth.

Haruka Nanami: Yes! You all look wonderful!

But why did you come in kimonos?

Camus: We didn’t have a choice. Saotome gave us orders to come in kimonos today.

It seems that many stars were encouraged to wear kimonos to this event.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: It's not a big deal. I've worn one a couple times before, in the past.

Ai Mikaze: Oh? I didn't know that.

Now that you mention it, you helped Camus fix his collar earlier.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: I don't like seeing it all crooked. If I do see somethin' like that, it makes me irritated.

Reiji Kotobuki: Yoo-hoo~! Are there any naughty kids around~?

Kotobuki-senpai holds up the lion and passes in front of Kurosaki-senpai.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hey Reiji, cool it! Your obi's gonna come loose!

Camus: Stop it, Kotobuki! Don't bite my head with that lion from some foreign country!

I've sworn allegiance to my country, and….

Ai Mikaze: "Are there any naughty kids"... isn't that from a Namahage ritual?

Soon, Kotobuki-senpai, Mikaze-senpai, and Camus-senpai wander off, leaving me alone with Kurosaki-senpai.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Aren't you eating anything?

Senpai asks me with a box of New Year's food in his hand.

Haruka Nanami: Ah, yes. It's just that it all looked so extravagant, I got overwhelmed….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: There's no need to hold back. It's all free, so don't go home 'til you've gotten your money's worth.

C'mon, follow me.

Haruka Nanami: Eh? Um….

Kurosaki-senpai leaves the room briskly, and I scamper after him.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hey, over here. Now then—looks like they got sushi, soba, crab….

I haven't had any tempura yet either. You want some?

Kurosaki-senpai puts a plate in each of my hands and casually starts to heap food onto them.

In my right hand is Japanese food, and in my left hand is Western food.

Everything looks delicious, and yet….

Haruka Nanami: Um, Senpai. It seems like you're getting a lot of attention….

Even among the idols, Kurosaki-senpai stands out in particular with his makeup and kimono.

Everyone stares in amazement, but he continues to heap food onto the plates anyway.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Don't worry 'bout them. Anyway, have you been eating properly?

Here, have some prawn.

As if to give it a finishing touch, he puts some prawn tempura on top of the pile of food.

The final mound is an unnatural amount of food in a wide variety of colors.

Ai Mikaze: What are the two of you doing? Is that your hidden talent?

Before I realize, everyone else has returned.

Haruka Nanami: N-no, it's not!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Now you've got a bit of everything. Alright!!

Despite my bewilderment, he looks over at me with a satisfied expression on his face.

Haruka Nanami: Um, well you see. Both of my hands are full….

It's a standing buffet, so even if I want to put the dishes down, there's no place to put them.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Ah, now that you mention it. Yeah.

I might've gotten a bit carried away.

Ai Mikaze: Geez, he really didn't think ahead….

Reiji Kotobuki: This is the part where he does that thing, isn't it? The scenario where Ranran will go "say 'aaahh'" right?

Come on, you gotta do it to Kouhai-chan!

For some reason Kotobuki-senpai looks happy, opening the lion's mouth wide as if waiting to receive something.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Wha?! What're you sayin'….

As if I'd be able to do something like that in front of you guys!

Camus: However, making a lady hold the plates while you stuff yourself full….

That's not a good look.

Reiji Kotobuki: Then, I guess I'd better feed her for you~

Here you go, say 'aaahh'~

Kotobuki-senpai grabs a pair of chopsticks using his free hand.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: You idiot, knock it off!! Argh, fine….

Hey, pick which one you wanna eat.

Kurosaki-senpai asks me with his chopsticks in hand.

Haruka Nanami: Eh? Um….

Select the phrase!

Omurice (+30 Love)

Haruka Nanami: Then, I'll have the omurice please.

Seeing Kurosaki-senpai reminds me of how you look when you make it.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: You like it that much, huh?

Haven't you had enough of it from having staff meals?

He looks just a little embarrassed.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: I'd understand if it's your favorite food, but….

Man, of all the things you could have picked, it's the one hardest to grab with chopsticks!

Haruka Nanami: Ah, I'm sorry!

Even as he says that, he skillfully portions out the omurice with his chopsticks.

Hamburg steak (+10 Love)

Haruka Nanami: Then… I'll have the hamburg steak….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hamburg steak? Oh, this?

The portion looks like it’s for a child….

But, well, meat’s a good choice.

Kurosaki-senpai grips the small piece of hamburg steak with his chopsticks.

Sushi (+0 Love)

Haruka Nanami: T-then, I think I'll have the sushi. I reply in resignation.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Heh, didn't think you'd go for the expensive choice.

Well, I guess it's okay….

As he says that, Kurosaki-senpai picks up a piece of tuna sushi with his chopsticks.

I face Kurosaki-senpai, who is poised with his chopsticks, ready to feed me.

Haruka Nanami: Um….

Incidentally, the way he holds his chopsticks is very lovely.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Well, come on. Hurry up and open your mouth.

It's hard to keep this up.

His chopsticks waver unsteadily.

Haruka Nanami: Y-yes!!

Pressured by the turn of events, I open my mouth without thinking.

Reiji Kotobuki: Alright! Go for it, Ranran!!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Geez, you're such a pain! Just shut up!

C'mon, here!

Even as he raises his voice, Kurosaki-senpai pops the food into my mouth.

Reiji Kotobuki: Whoa~, I didn't think he would actually….

Ai Mikaze: I see, so this is how one tames a wild animal using food.

Camus: How should I put this….

It's more embarrassing for those watching.

I realize that rather than just Camus-senpai and the others, the entire hall is now staring at me.

And in front of me is Kurosaki-senpai, holding onto his chopsticks while he waits to see how I will react.

Haruka Nanami: I-it's really delicious. And yet, I can't help but notice that we seem to be drawing a lot of attention….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: So what? Don't worry 'bout what others think. I forge my own path.

What should we have next…. Maybe the tempura. Here, eat up.

He carefully dips it in sauce and holds out a piece of prawn tempura towards me.

All eyes turn towards us as we prepare for a second round.

Haruka Nanami: U-um…. No thank you, I think I'll pass.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: What? You won't eat my tempura?

Don't be a picky eater.

Haruka Nanami: No, it's not that I don't like it.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: When you can eat, then eat. That should be an ironclad rule.

Otherwise, when push comes to shove, you won't be able to act.

Particularly on a day like today, just before an all-important match.

Haruka Nanami: B-but I'm not participating in the hidden talents contest…!

He glares at me sharply.

Haruka Nanami: Y-Yes sir….

I give in and open my mouth.

After that, he continues to pop food into my mouth, one bite after another.

All of it is delicious and I'm really happy, but it's also very embarrassing….

Kurosaki-senpai and I end up standing out more than anyone else in the hall.

In the end, Kurosaki-senpai helps me to finish everything, and my plate is finally cleared. That's when….

Shining Saotome: Now then!! The entertainment corner that everyone has been waiting for!

Get ready all of YOU, the hidden talents contest is about to start, YO!

Finally, today's main event, the hidden talents contest, begins.

Up on stage, everyone unleashes their all to showcase their hidden talents.

This year's hidden talent display from Hyuga-sensei is a one-man theatrical production.

The theme is a contemporary arrangement of Hamlet.

Ryuya Hyuga: To be or not to be, that is the question….

As expected of Hyuga-sensei, his acting skills are top-notch.

He seems to be accustomed to the stage, his suffering and anguish on display for all to see.

And then….

Ryuya Hyuga: Get thee to a nunnery! And if you wish, then I'll be your opponent!

Stripping off his costume, he reveals his costume from "Prince of Fighting" underneath.

Everyone is in an uproar over the transition from one prince to another.

The audience gives a generous round of applause to Hyuga-sensei for performing the collaboration between the two series all by himself.

It's just as expected from the fan favorite.

An amazing show of hidden talent.

The other acts finish, and finally it's time for Kurosaki-senpai's group to go on stage.

He was very eager about it. I wonder what they're going to do.

I'm excited to see.

Above the stage, a large mirror is set up and a gentle melody begins to flow.

The three of them scurry out onto the stage.

Masato Hijirikawa: All right everybody, gather around~!

A fun play is about to begin!

Ren Jinguji: What kind of story will we see today~?

Well then, let's go. It's time for World Masterpiece Theater!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Peachtaro!

The three of them strike a clean pose.

Haruka Nanami: Taro?

The room is abuzz with commotion.

Ryuya Hyuga: Tch, so they're doing a play as well….

Hyuga-sensei mutters to himself at my side.

The three of them exit briefly, and then Hijirikawa-san reappears onstage by himself.

For some reason, Hijirikawa-san is dressed as a woman and begins to address the mirror.

Masato Hijirikawa: Mirror, mirror, on the wall. Who is the fairest of them all?

Ringo Tsukimiya: Me?

Ryuya Hyuga: Er, I don't think so.

As if it’s a conditioned reflex, Hyuga-sensei pushes Tsukimiya-sensei, who had begun to stand up from the audience, back down into his seat.

Masato Hijirikawa: Ask, and I shall answer. There is no one fairer but you!

Ahh, Hijirikawa-san is putting in his best effort to play a double role.

Masato Hijirikawa: Oh, how wonderful. Then, oh mirror, mirror, on the wall.

Who is the strongest of them all?

The room is filled with silence….

Masato Hijirikawa: Ask, and I shall answer. There is no one stronger than… Peachtaro!

Masato Hijirikawa: Oh myyyyy, how terrible!!

Then I have no choice but to have Taro die by eating these "poisoned dango"!

Hijirikawa-san takes the dango in his hand and injects poison into them.

… The scene changes to an unfamiliar road.

Kurosaki-senpai appears, riding on a horse.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Yo! I'm Peachtaro, the boy born of a peach!

I'm gonna be the strongest man in the world!

I'm unstoppable, so you better watch out~!

Camus: Pfft!!

Next to me, Camus-senpai spits out the oolong tea he had been drinking.

Camus: Excuse me….

Haruka Nanami: Ah, it's okay….

Camus: … By the way, I'm the one who supplied that horse.

Haruka Nanami: Ehh?!

He seems to have brought it all the way from his home in Silk Palace.

During our conversation, the play continues.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hey, you guys over there!

Wanna come with me and beat up some evil demons?

Kurosaki-senpai… or rather, Peachtaro asks with a flash of white teeth.

Masato Hijirikawa: Woof, woof! If I can get my paws on some of those delicious looking dango, I'll go with you, woof!

Ren Jinguji: A pheasant like me can't pass up a good dango either, coo!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Haha, 'course you can have some.

My sis makes the best and coolest dango around!

Whenever Kurosaki-san says something, the audience tries excruciatingly hard to resist the urge to laugh.

Everyone… please hang in there.

Hijirikawa-san as the dog and Jinguji-san as the pheasant take the dango from Peachtaro.

Ren Jinguji: Thank you, Taro-kun!

Masato Hijirikawa: Wow, it's huge! It looks like a solid portion.

But I think you should have it, Taro-san. This smaller piece is enough for me.

The dog gives his dango to Peachtaro and takes a smaller portion for himself.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Ah, sorry 'bout that.

… Since we all have some now, let's eat it together!

Seeing Peachtaro with a wide smile on his face, the dog and the pheasant both smile and nod.

All three of them bite into their dango at the same time.

Masato Hijirikawa: Ugh…! Arghhhhh…!

Ren Jinguji: Urk…! This….

Don't tell me it was poisoned…?

Oh my goodness! Everyone just collapsed all at once.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Ur, hgh….

Guhhh! Hah…….

Peachtaro writhes about on the floor in pain.

Haruka Nanami: Amazing, Kurosaki-senpai. Such realistic acting!!

Reiji Kotobuki: Hey, Ranran's face is all red….

Whoa, now he's starting to turn blue.

Haruka Nanami: Eh? Ah, you're right.

Then, the dog next to Peachtaro slowly begins to get up.

Masato Hijirikawa: Hahaha. Finally, my days of being pushed around by you are over, Kurosaki-san!

… I-I mean, Peachtaro!

Without a moment's delay, Hijirikawa-san quickly changes costumes.

In his place stands the woman who appeared at the beginning of the play.

Ren Jinguji: Y-you…. You were just pretending…!

You tricked us!!

Masato Hijirikawa: Ohohoho!! You simpletons!

Hijirikawa-san cackles with glee.

Ren Jinguji: Hm? Hey, Ran-chan. Ran-chan.

Masato Hijirikawa: What's the matter, Jinguji?

Ren Jinguji: Well, it's just that Ran-chan….

He's not breathing.

Masato Hijirikawa: He's what?!

What's going on…?

Gradually, the audience begins to murmur in confusion.

Masato Hijirikawa: Please hang in there, Kurosaki-san!!

Hijirikawa-san slaps Kurosaki-san firmly on the cheeks.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hrk, ugh… guh….

Kurosaki-senpai begins to stir.

Ren Jinguji: Ah, thank goodness. Are you okay, Taro?

… Sorry, I mean, Ran-chan.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Guh….

Dango… in… my… throat….

That's all he says before collapsing again.

Masato Hijirikawa: Wha?!

That's why I asked you to be careful during rehearsal…!!

At that moment, the horse neighs, startled by Hijirikawa-san's loud voice….

It suddenly runs out of the hall.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Urk… guh….

Hrk… hrk….

Ah… that's better….

Kurosaki-senpai is able to breathe again!

Relieved, the two of them stroke his shoulders.

Ringo Tsukimiya: Waaahhhhh, don't come any closer!!

Ryuya Hyuga: Everyone, get outta here!

However the horse, in its confusion, runs towards the audience.

Camus: Calm down, Stallion! Hyaa!!

Camus-senpai swiftly jumps onto the horse and takes the reins.

Camus: Whoa there, easy. You were scared, weren't you Stallion?

But it's okay now.

He smoothly pets the horse's muzzle.

The horse has calmed down, but….

Haruka Nanami: Aah… the hall is a mess.

Shining Saotome: Hrmmmmmmmmmmm.

What happened to my exciting New Year's party?!

YOU three, prepare for punishmeeent!!

The president raises his voice.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Seriously…?

Their shoulders slump in disappointment.

Shining Saotome: Oh, and I declare Ryuya-san as the victorrr.

For first place, the prize is this ice sculpture of ME!!

The president points sharply to the icy figure towering over the center of the hall.

Ryuya Hyuga: I don't want it!!

Hyuga-sensei's exclamation echoes throughout the hall, and the New Year's party ends in the midst of the uproar.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: What a way to start the new year….

Guess this is what it meant by “catastrophic fortune”.

Haruka Nanami: Hmm, maybe we couldn't cover all of it and some was still left over.

On my way home, I ran into Kurosaki-senpai.

He said that the president's penalty would take place over three days starting from tonight.

The details were unknown, but it involved staying overnight.

Plus, Jinguji-san and Hijirikawa-san were already dragged there, undergoing their penalty.

Kurosaki-senpai must have told them he was going to his place to pick up his bags before heading off.

It was probably a physical kind of punishment, but he brushed it off saying that this sort of thing was common for Shining Agency idols to endure.

I often hear from one of the TV staff whom I work with that the idols at Shining Agency are very good at adapting to the unexpected….

So it's through this kind of activity that their skills are developed?

… Amazing.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: To tell you the truth, I wanted to have a meeting about the Song Festival tomorrow, but….

Just when I thought New Year's was over, this happened.

Kurosaki-senpai is a popular idol.

Naturally, he was very busy through to the end of the year and New Year holidays.

Just when he finally had a day off, the president had the final say and called off those plans.

Haruka Nanami: Senpai, you were this busy with your work over New Year's and the hidden talents contest, huh….

The big event at the agency is over, and I thought we would get to talk about the song. I'm a little disappointed we couldn't do that.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hey, no need to look so dejected.

I'll find time in between work and look at the song then.

By the way, are you getting a break?

Haruka Nanami: Ah, I can afford to relax a bit at the start of the year.

So I thought of composing a few extra songs.

It's better to keep a stockpile of them.

Oh, can I try to compose one song for the Song Festival as a suggestion first?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Huh? Sure, I guess.

Let's see what you come up with.

It better not be something weird though, 'cause I'm not afraid of rejecting it.

Haruka Nanami: Hehe, there's something I've been wanting to compose….

I want to take the melody I felt on Christmas night and give it proper shape as a song.

We are just about to reach the corner of the road. From here, we will go our separate ways.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: I got it. Work on the song well while I'm gone.

I'll give it a listen when I get back from the penalty.

Select the phrase!

I won't let you down! (+20 Love)

Haruka Nanami: Okay! I won't let you down!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Heh, someone's fired up.

Well, I'm lookin' forward to it.

You'll do fine.

He smiles and turns towards the road.

Please do your best. (+15 Love)

Haruka Nanami: I'll be waiting.

Please do your best.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Yeah, same goes for you.

I don't know what kinda mess I'll find myself in for the punishment, but I'll get it over and done with.

Haruka Nanami: See you later!

You'll listen to it? (+0 Love)

Haruka Nanami: Wow, you'll really listen to it?!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Why're you so surprised?

Didn't I tell you last month I would join you for the Song Festival?

So of course I will.

Glancing at me, Senpai turns towards the road.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: I'll send you a message later.

Well then, I'm off. See ya.

Kurosaki-senpai waves lightly, returning home to get ready.

After Christmas night, I feel like I've gotten a little bit closer to him.

Haruka Nanami: Alright, I'd better give it my all too.

I have to start thinking about the song right away.

With that, I head back to the agency dorms.

I focus on composing the song for the Song Festival while waiting for Kurosaki-senpai to return.

The fact that other work has stopped gives me plenty of time to concentrate solely on the Song Festival. It feels almost luxurious.

I think a lot about Senpai as I write the song.

I think about his sparkling, shining figure atop the Christmas Live stage.

I think about the kindness that he sometimes shows behind his blunt words, his honesty when it comes to music, and his strength….

I have the bass pick that I received from him on display on my desk. Sometimes, I touch it while writing the song.

The pick is a deep red color. It's light with a roundish sort of shape, almost like a rose petal.

My phone chimes.

Haruka Nanami: Huh? It's a message from Senpai.

Even though he's in the middle of the penalty.

Sender: Ranmaru Kurosaki

Title: No Title

Keep this Thursday afternoon free. I'll check out the song then.

By the way, if you were to name a white tiger, would 'Tiger' be okay?

Haruka Nanami: T-Tiger…?

What a mysterious question.

Why is he asking something like that?

Is Senpai safe as he’s undergoing his punishment?

For the time being, I reply with "'Snowy' is nice too" and resume working on the song.

When he comes back, I'll ask him about it.

Five days after the New Year's party, I visit the agency.

I exchange glances with Hijirikawa-san who happens to be there as well.

He raises his hand and greets me.

Haruka Nanami: Hijirikawa-san!

You must have had a hard time with the hidden talents contest and the penalty….

Masato Hijirikawa: No, I'm just glad you didn't get trampled on by a horse.

But yes, it was a lot to deal with….

I can see the hardships he went through from the expression on his face.

Jinguji-san, who had been collecting some documents in the back, also came over to us.

Ren Jinguji: Yo, Lady.

Man, we suffered a lot.

There's the same tiredness in Jinguji-san's expression.

Haruka Nanami: Ah, speaking of which. I received a message from Kurosaki-senpai asking about 'Tiger' as a name….

Masato Hijirikawa: Ahh…. Actually, as part of the penalty, we were taken to Saotome-san's house to take care of his pets….

Haruka Nanami: Pets?

Ren Jinguji: Yeah. For three days, we had to take care of the boss' pets….

Jinguji-san's expression becomes downcast.

Masato Hijirikawa: It's hard to believe it's a private collection….

Ren Jinguji: On top of having fierce animals from all around the world, he even has a giant insectarium.

Masato Hijirikawa: No more, Jinguji!! Don't remind me!!

Hijirikawa-san's face is ghastly pale as he clamps a hand over his mouth.

Come to think of it, I remember Hijirikawa-san being terrified of insects.

Haruka Nanami: Fierce animals too? That… must have been hard.

Ren Jinguji: Yeah. Even now, I still can't shake some of the exhaustion….

Jinguji-san lightly puts a hand to his forehead.

Ren Jinguji: To add to that, there was some trouble at home and my brother called me, which was unusual.

Haruka Nanami: Trouble, you say?

I hear that as of late, someone has been hanging around Jinguji-san's and Hijirikawa-san's family's homes and messing with them.

Haruka Nanami: If it involves both your families… I'm guessing it's trouble relating to the conglomerates?

Masato Hijirikawa: Yes, that's right.

I heard that an emerging holding company is doing some considerably shady business.

I've also been urgently summoned to a family meeting.

I haven't had a good night's sleep since I got back from the president's house.

Haruka Nanami: Oh my….

You've all been hard at work.

Masato Hijirikawa: Oh no, Kurosaki-san is the one who has been working consistently since he got back from the president's house.

Hijirikawa-san nods, saying that he would have to learn from him, but his face lacks vigor.

Haruka Nanami: Please don't push yourselves too much.

Shouldn't you both finish early today and rest?

Ren Jinguji: I suppose you're right.

I just came to collect some documents, but I'll do as you say. Thanks.

The two of them leave the office looking exhausted.

Trouble with the conglomerates. That sounds tough.

Afterwards, as I sit in the room waiting for our meeting, Kurosaki-senpai arrives right on time.

Haruka Nanami: Kurosaki-senpai! Are you okay?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Huh? What, did something happen?

Placing his things on the table, he takes a seat and eyes me with a curious look.

Haruka Nanami: Ah no, I heard from Hijirikawa-san and Jinguji-san about how you had to take care of the president's pets….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Oh, you mean like the tiger and the lion?

It was no big deal. Piece o' cake.

Haruka Nanami: A-amazing….

Is that so? The other two seemed exhausted….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: That's 'cause they're sloppy.

Especially Masato. He saw one bug and started kickin' up a huge fuss like an idiot.

Ren being Ren got attached to the females, but the males saw him as their enemy and a threat.

In the end, I got stuck with having to take care of everything.

Haruka Nanami: Wow, that's quite the feat.

All of the wild animals acted like that?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: They all behaved themselves for me. After all, they're just like big cats.

Haruka Nanami: Cats….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: The only annoying thing was they kept comin' at me day and night, wanting me to play with them and feed them. Sometimes it's no joke when they get playful.

Now that I think about it, when I visited his home, the cats seemed quite fond of him.

I wonder if it's Kurosaki-senpai's nature that makes animals drawn to him?

Haruka Nanami: By the way, do you like animals, Senpai?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: It's not that I like them in particular.

They come and hang around me all on their own.

Haruka Nanami: I see….

Hmm, surely they do that because….

Select the phrase!

They know you're gentle. (+15 Love)

Haruka Nanami: It's because they realize that you're a gentle person.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Hah, what're you saying?

I'm not gentle at all.

Senpai rests his chin in his hands, letting out a small breath.

Haruka Nanami: Animals are honest creatures. Surely, they can tell.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Geez. They've always been attached to me.

Even though I don't remember feeding them, they still cling to me anyway.

When I say I won't take care of them, they don't listen.

I ended up feeding them because they were making so much noise, and then they decided to stick around.

Weren't you the same?

Haruka Nanami: N-no way! I'm not a cat or anything….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Heh, we'll see about that.

Kurosaki-senpai smiles upon saying those words.

They think you look tasty. (+10 Love)

Haruka Nanami: Perhaps, they look at you and see a tasty treat?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Oh, hey. Now that you mention it, they did like to lick me a lot….

Yeah no, that's just dumb!

Haruka Nanami: But your hair is so fluffy, maybe they thought it looked like cotton candy….

Ranmaru Kurosaki: More like your brain is filled with cotton candy.

What's so tasty about me? My muscles are all brawny and tough. Even a lion would leave those parts behind.

You on the other hand, you'd probably be eaten up in an instant. You're much softer and tastier looking than me. Better be careful.

Haruka Nanami: No! We can't have that!

I frantically wave my hands.

They find you alike. (+0 Love)

Haruka Nanami: Maybe they find that you're similar to them?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Similar? Me, similar to tigers and lions?

Kurosaki-senpai glares at me sharply.

Haruka Nanami: Um… I mean it in the wild sense.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Wild, huh… guess that ain't bad.

Maybe I'll incorporate a leopard print into my next costume….

After saying that, he begins to think about it intently.

I'm sure Kurosaki-senpai can pull off the look well.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Now then, there's no time to waste. Let's get right into it.

Can't buy time, after all.

Haruka Nanami: Ah, yes. Once again, I look forward to working with you for the Song Festival!

I bow my head and Kurosaki-senpai nods lightly in return.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Y-yeah, same here.

Let's get down to business. You’ve finished the song, right? Lemme hear it.

Haruka Nanami: Okay! I made it with my own impression of you in mind.

Taking out the song, Senpai nods in satisfaction, folds his arms, and closes his eyes.

He's positioned himself to listen carefully.

Haruka Nanami: Well then, I hope you like it!

I press the play button on the music player.

SONG: "BRIGHT ROAD" (S RANK)

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Not bad at all….

It's a good start.

Haruka Nanami: Y-you really mean that?!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Idiot, don't get carried away.

The question is how high can we go from here?

After all, our goal is to win.

Haruka Nanami: Yes!!

At least it's a passing grade for now!

SONG: "BRIGHT ROAD" (A-B RANK)

Ranmaru Kurosaki: It's okay.

Not bad, but it looks like we still have a long way to go.

Well, you just gotta keep at it.

Haruka Nanami: Yes, I'll give it my all!

I nod deeply in response.

SONG: "BRIGHT ROAD" (C-D RANK)

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Why you! Eyes on me and listen up!

You can't expect to win if you start out like this!

At this rate, we won't even get a participation award!

Haruka Nanami: I'm sorryyyyy!!

Flustered, I straighten my back.

I become subject to waves of scolding before having to start over.

He's so strict…!

______________________________

After listening to the song, Kurosaki-senpai keeps his arms crossed, as if he’s still pondering over something.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: So that's your impression of me….

Is this how you see me?

Kurosaki-senpai eventually asks me.

Haruka Nanami: That's right!

Of course, when I think of Kurosaki-senpai, I think of rock. But I thought that I could show even more to everyone—a new side of you that the world hasn't seen yet.

That's why I kept elements of rock, which make up your soul. But I also filled it with things that I've felt from you, like your honesty and your kindness that sometimes shines through.

I want you to sing a song that only you can express, a song that only you can sing, without being limited to rock or idol songs.

I boldly share all of my thoughts with him.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: I see. If you focus on that, there's a chance it'll come out half-assed.

Not only the song, but I’ll also start to question my ability to express myself.

… 'Kay. Seeing as you've put this much thought into the song, I'll follow ya.

It's caught my interest, so we'll go with it.

Haruka Nanami: Yes, thank you so much!

I'm glad that he's accepted it.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Oh, that's right. I've got a job I wanna ask you to do.

After we finish talking about the song festival, Kurosaki-senpai speaks up.

Haruka Nanami: A job for me? What is it?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: I've been asked to create the new opening theme for my upcoming program, but I wanted to see if you'd do it instead.

You wanna give it a shot?

Haruka Nanami: Huh, me? I would be honored but….

Is it really okay for someone like me to do it?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Don't gimme that.

Have more confidence in yourself, y'hear me?!

When I ask him about it timidly, he looks at me sharply.

Haruka Nanami: Y-yes…!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: The director of the program was having a hard time choosing someone.

So I recommended you, since you seemed free at the start of the year.

Haruka Nanami: You recommended me?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Well, when they asked me if I knew any composers, you came to mind.

And I happened to be carrying your music at the time….

Haruka Nanami: You had it at the time?

Ranmaru Kurosaki: I-I just forgot to delete the Christmas Live track, okay?!

He abruptly averts his gaze, but….

He thought he could trust me with composing the opening theme for his program, so that must be why he offered the job to me.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Anyway! You wanna do it or not? Answer me.

He glances at me as I’m still bewildered and asks again.

Select the phrase!

I'll do my best! (+20 Love)

Haruka Nanami: I got it. I'll do my best!

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Of course you will!

Prove your worth with results, and don't you dare make me look bad.

Haruka Nanami: Yes!

I nod with a smile.

I would be happy to. (+15 Love)

I'm a little nervous about some things, but of course….

Haruka Nanami: I would be happy to. Thank you so much.

I bow deeply because his feelings make me happy.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Well, so long as you're the composer, I'm pretty certain it'll all go smoothly.

Kurosaki-senpai murmurs in a small voice.

I'm not sure…. (+0 Love)

Haruka Nanami: Um, I'm not sure if I can, but….

I want to meet Senpai's expectations. With that feeling in mind, I muster up my courage.

Haruka Nanami: I'm willing to try my best. Thank you.

When I say that with my head bowed, Senpai looks at me as if relieved.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Here's all the info.

Also, there's a script to read for reference.

Kurosaki-senpai slides an A4 envelope across the table to me.

Haruka Nanami: "Ranmaru Kurosaki's Rock 'n' Roller"… i-isn't this a really popular program?!

"Ranmaru Kurosaki's Rock 'n' Roller" is a talk show that focuses on the latest music.

Inside the envelope is an outline of the program and the script for the next recording.

If I recall, Hijirikawa-san and Jinguji-san also appear on the program.

I wonder if they were here earlier for a copy of the script.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: The next recording will be at the start of next month. Come and see for yourself.

Then right after, we'll have a meeting. How 'bout it?

Haruka Nanami: Yes! That's fine with me.

I check my schedule and confirm that I can make it.

Ranmaru Kurosaki: Kay, thanks.

Make sure you think of some ideas for the opening by then.

And it goes without sayin', but don't lose focus on the Song Festival either. Got it?

Haruka Nanami: Of course!

It'll be tough, but the thought of a new challenge excites me.

I'll do the best that I can!

Following that, Kurosaki-senpai gave me his critique on the solo song and a brief explanation of the program before hurrying off to his next job.

He looks as busy as ever.

I stayed behind in the conference room for a bit longer to check the documents. By the time I left the office, the sun had already set.

Haruka Nanami: Ah, it's snowing….

Did I bring my umbrella?

It had just started to snow by the time I was ready to leave.

Shivering, I step out onto the street in front of the office when I notice a large black car parked off to the side.

Haruka Nanami: A guest…? But why did they go to the trouble of parking on the street?

About four or five men dressed in suits are surrounding the car, talking amongst themselves in front of the office.

They don't seem to be from the media.

Haruka Nanami: What are they here for…?

There's something strange about them, I think to myself as I cross the road and put some distance between us.

It appears there is still someone else inside the car. One of the suited men runs over and opens the door.

He unfolds an umbrella and, underneath it, a man in his forties gets out of the car.

For a moment, our eyes meet. His eyes are narrow and almost like slits.

I immediately clutch my umbrella closer to myself.

A light layer of snow piles up on the black car.

However, the men standing around show no sign of getting out their umbrellas.

They observe the office for a while, exchanging a word or two before getting back into the car.

What was that…?

I have an uneasy feeling about this.

I keep my umbrella low over my face as I walk.

The black car passes by me, going straight through the green light at the intersection.

I stare blankly at the tail lights of the car as it drives away in the falling snow.

(Chapter End)

#utapri #ranmaru kurosaki #all star ranmaru

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hey lovey,

sorry for the lack of msgs lately! i’m goin through some stuff so im not as active; i’ve kinda just been lurking.

you’ve been doing incredible stuff though and i’m so proud of you. your christmas fics came out wonderfully, the new installment of ‘i’m like a lawyer’ is INCREDIBLE and i’ve read it like 5 times already. you’re just popping off and i hope you’re feeling good about yourself.

i’m also super happy to hear that your doctor is helping you w ur fibro and pain management.

it really seems like ur thriving! just know, even if i’m not msging as often, that i’m here backing u up :) your writing brings me a lot of happiness when my life is lacking, so i’m really grateful for you and your wordsmith talents :)

hope your week is going well, lovey <3

That’s okay love I’m glad you’re doing good! I’ve missed hearing from you!

I’m so happy with how well the Christmas fics did this year, even tho I could only get 8 or 9 out instead of 12 like I intended. And I’m like a lawyer was basically done but I was waiting for the right time to post it! It’s my favourite part yet, but I think the next one will be better.

I love this new doctor he’s literally the sweetest man in the world and I’m finally getting some real help it’s such a blessing!!

I love your little messages so much thank you for reaching out when you can, you’re so sweet! And I got your other message that you don’t want me to reply to, I’ll just say thank you ❤️❤️❤️

#ask #lovey anon

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You Belong With Me (Steve Harrington)

A/N: Hey y'all! I know it's been a while since I have uploaded anything. Depression and college are a bitch to handle. ANYWAY! Here is me, swerving into Steve's lane but I let it be a reader insert. So I hope y'all enjoy! PS: Miles and Piper are original characters. Also please don't steal my work, I worked really hard on this! Thank you! :) <3

Summary: Based on the song 'You Belong With Me' by Taylor Swift

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“Jill, now you know that’s not what I meant,” Steve said into the phone. You were lying on his bed, pretending not to listen to the conversation that your best friend and his girlfriend were having in another room.

‘What happened this time.’ you asked yourself. Jill, Steve’s girlfriend, was a pretty blonde cheerleader, just his type. But the thing was that she was always complaining about something. Whether it was about the clouds, a math test, or something someone else was wearing. But today it was about something that Steve had said at your locker today.

You were getting your things out of your locker when you heard someone come up beside you.

“Is that you, Harrington?” you said as you readjusted your backpack on your back.

“Yeah. It’s me, don’t cream your pants,” he said jokingly. You laughed and then continued on with your normal conversation.

It was a joke that you and he had between the two of you, but apparently, she didn’t care much for it. You couldn’t hear the reply, but it must not have been a happy one because you heard Steve hang up the phone with a sigh. You continued laying on his bed and humming along to Karma Chameleon when he walked in, trying to put a smile back on his face.

“Sorry about that. You know how Jill is,” he said trying to lighten the mood as he sat down on the stair next to his bed.

“Crazy,” you whispered to yourself.

“What was that, (L/N)?” he said, moving closer to you.

“What?” you answered back like you said nothing.

“I thought you said something,” he said.

“No I was singing along to the song,” you said smiling.

“Ah yes, Boy George.” he said smiling listening to the song when it got the chorus you both got up and sang, “Karma, karma, karma, karma, karma chameleon. You come and go, you come and go!”

At that moment you knew that Jill will never know Steve like you knew Steve.

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It was the next day. You were sitting on the bleachers in gym class with your girl best friend Piper. You were watching as the cheerleaders were practicing a new cheer. But you couldn’t help but watch whatever Steve was doing. She nudges you out of your thoughts.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” she said in her southern slang. Piper wasn’t from around here, she just moved here last year but you became friends super fast. If you weren’t hanging out with Steve then you were hanging out with Piper, then vice versa.

“Nothing. Just thinking about what classes are next,” you said to her.

She looked at you like she didn’t believe you but you ignored it.

“Sooo how are things with Eddie?” you asked excitedly trying to change the subject.

“Good. I don’t believe you,” she said calmly, jumping back to the conversation you were trying to avoid.

“Are you calling me a liar?”

“I ain’t callin’ ya a truther!” she exclaimed. You sighed looking back over at Steve as he played whatever game they were playing in the gym that day. You knew that she would get it out of you one way or another.

“Now come on. Tell me what’s goin’ on.”

You didn’t say anything for a minute until she spoke up again, “Is it about Nicks?”

You whipped your head to look at her when she used the nickname that you both agreed upon when you wanted to talk about Steve.

“Why don’t we just call him by his name and not bleep out his name every time we talk about him?” Piper asked one night when you stayed at her house one night.

“Because if we are going to talk about this, I don’t want to get it spread around the school and I ESPECIALLY don’t want, you know who, to find out,” you explained to her.

“He is literally not here. But can’t we just say Stev-” you started to say his name but you covered her mouth before you could finish it.

You whispered, “Because you never know who could be listening.” Then pointed at the door where you could see a shadow of feet underneath the door.

She got up and opened the door and in tumbled her brother, Miles, and his friends. They all looked up at her. The one with curly brown hair, Dustin, smiled, “Hey Piper.”

She smiled at him, “Hey Dustybuns.” Then once they all got up, they thought everything was fine, playing a little prank on Miles’s sister.

“What did I tell you little shits about listenin’ in on conversations?” she said in her ‘mom’ voice.

“That it was impolite and that we shouldn’t do it because we don’t want it to happen to us,” they answered in unison.

“Exactly. Now get out,” she said as they left the room. She closed your door again and sat on the bed.

“What about Nicks?” she said after putting on one of her records playing “Dreams” by Fleetwood Mac.

“Why Nicks?” you asked.

“Because you call him,” she started and then whispered, “Stevie.”

“You, Piper Jones, are a genius,” you said, smiling widely.

“I know, tell me about it,” she said, laying down in her bed and you doing the same.

“So it is!” Piper said excitedly. “Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!”

“Shut up!” you said covering her mouth with your hand. You pulled it back and wiped it on your shirt when she licked your hand.

“I hate when you do that,” you mumbled.

“Tell me!” she said, moving closer to you.

“It’s nothing new. It happened again last night. She called bitching about something. And then we went on as if nothing happened. Typical Tuesday night.” you told her.

“Buuuuut you are thinkin’ about somethin’ else.” Piper sing-songed.

You sighed, you sometimes hated that she could read you like a book. “I always daydream about how I’m the perfect one for Nicks. Because I am the one for Nicks. But she wears a short cheer uniform and skirts. While I wear T-shirts. For Christ's sake, she’s even the Cheer Captain and I’m sitting on the bleachers dreaming about the day when he realizes that I’m the one he’s looking for this whole time.”

Piper blinked a couple of times, “Damn now I wish you had fallin’ in love with me.”

You giggled a little.

“Come on (Y/N), you know I would be the better boyfriend than ANYONE here,” she said jokingly, slinging an arm over my shoulders.

“Hey! You trying to steal my girl (L/N)?” Eddie Munson said, coming over to you two.

“More like she’s trying to steal me!” you answered, laughing.

He laughed, “Piper, sweetie, we talked about this. You can’t just steal other people!”

“I just can’t help it! This one is so darn precious! I mean, look at her!” Piper said, patting and pinching your cheeks lightly while you laughed and blushed a little.

When you opened your eyes again you saw Steve looking up at you three, Piper waved happily and excitedly, you waved too but not as show-y. He chuckled and waved back.

Little did you know, while Piper was pinching your cheeks, Steve was watching this little scene going down wishing that he was with you. Making you giggle and blush.

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A few weeks later Steve had planned a ‘family’ picnic in the park for the six kids that he ‘adopted’ along with your friends. After you guys had eaten the group split of to do their own thing. El and Nancy were talking on the blanket that Steve had brought. Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Miles, and Eddie were messing around on the playground. Max, Robin, Erica, and Piper were sitting under a tree talking. You and Steve were sitting on a bench under a tree far enough away no one would hear you but you could still see everyone. When one of the boys (most of the time Eddie) looked like they were going to do something stupid, Piper would yell at them to ‘stop or they would be put in time out.’

Steve chuckled, “Piper is going to make a great mother one day.”

You giggled along, “She already is when she has her brother and his friends at her house. Don’t even get her started when Eddie comes over when they are all there too.”

He laughed again and you laughed along. God it’s been so long you had seen him laugh like that.

While Steve was watching everyone interact, you took a moment to take a good look at him. Him and his perfect hair, his worn-out jeans. He was effortlessly pretty. This is how it should be. Us with our friends happy with each other. No one else. Just us. Wouldn’t that be easy?

“What are you looking at?” he asked, looking at you smiling. God that smile could light up the whole town.

“I was just thinking about how I haven’t seen you smile in a while. How are things with Jill?” you asked him, even though it hurt, you weren’t going to show that.

His smiled faltered a little, “We um. We broke up a few days ago. She said that she wasn’t getting what she needed out of the relationship.”

“I’m sorry. Do you want to talk about it?” you offered even though you didn’t really want to, you needed and wanted to be there for your best friend.

He shook his head and you nodded yours. You guys sat in silence listening to the muffled sounds of conversations from your friends.

“She said that she felt that she never got to know me because I never opened up. She thought I wasn’t telling her everything. She said I was spending too much time with my friends and not with her.”

You listened to what he said but thought about it. But the more that you listened to what he said that he did wrong, the more upset you got. After he was finished you both sat in silence for a few minutes again.

“Stevie?” you asked.

He looked up at you and hummed in response.

“What were you doing with a girl like Jill?” you asked when you finally got the courage to ask.

He was confused,”What? What do you mean?”

You sighed, “What I mean is, why were you with Jill? I saw that she didn’t make you happy. Why did you let her bring you down?”

“Bring me down? I never let her bring me down.” he answered.

“Yes she did. We haven’t done this since you started dating Jill! Everytime we would hang out, she would call or something would come up and you could have to help her. We literally had to schedule when we would hang out.” you said getting upset.

“That’s not fair (Y/N).” he said.

“Not fair? Not fair! What’s not fair is that I didn’t get to see my best friend as often because he had a new girlfriend that was possessive and didn’t want nothing to do with me. So the best friend got the short end of the stick.” you starting to get louder.

“Where is this coming from?” he asked because you never got loud unless you were really upset about something.

You sighed as angry tears started to form in your eyes but you refused to let them fall, “You belong with me Steve. I’m the one who understands you. I’m the one standing by and waiting at your back door for you to come running to me anytime you needed me. I’m the one who has been here all along, why can’t you see that?”

He was speechless.

“I remember when you drove to my house in the middle of the night because Dustin had become friends with Eddie and you thought that he was going to forget about you. But I made you remember no matter what Dustin would always be your friend and he would always look up to you. He might look up to Eddie for now, but he has and will always look up to you. This kids have always looked up to you. When you drove to my house that night, you just wanted me to make you laugh because you knew you were going to cry. And I know your favorite songs. I don’t think that you tell anyone else about your dreams of become a superhero called The Hair. You belong with me Stevie.”

He didn’t know what to say. You basically just confessed that you were in love with him, your best friend, and he was just sitting there.

You got up from the bench and ran over to where Piper was, she looked up smiling. But when she saw that there were tears running down your face, you knew what had happened. Piper got up from her spot from under the tree and held her, “Oh hon. Come on let’s get you home.”

She turned to look at the girls that she was previously sitting, “Will y’all be okay here?”

They both nodded their heads, you smiled, “Okay.”

She started walking you and her to her car and yelled at Eddie in the process, “Eddie!”

From the monkey bars that Eddie was currently hanging off like a bat, his back to you, he yelled back, “Yes, sweet thing?”

“Can you make sure that the kids get back home safe?” she yelled as she got you into the car.

“Yeah!” he said not exactly paying attention. Once she had you settled in the car, Piper sped walked over to the group of boys.

“Eddie.” Dustin trying to warn him.

“Whaaat?” Eddie said not understanding why he was being warned.

“Piper looks pissed man.” Miles said to him. Eddie dropped down from the monkey bars and saw her coming towards him.

“Oh shit.” he said to himself. Once she got close to him, she grabbed his ear.

“Ow ow ow ow.” he said.

“Are you listenin’ to me?” she said holding his ear in her hand.

“Yes ma’am.” he said, she let go of his ear and one of his hands rubbed his ear to help soothe the ‘pain’.

“I’m takin’ Jade back to my house because she’s goin’ through some stuff, okay? Can you make sure that the kids make it back home safely?” she asked him.

He nodded his head still holding his ear.

“And make sure you keep an eye on Steven too? He just got shit put on his plate that he might not have been ready for.”

He nodded again, holding his ear, pouting.

Piper sighed and kissed him on his pouting lips, “Better?”

He grinned widely, “Better. Also did I ever tell you how sexy you sound when you get mad. Your accent gets so much thicker and it makes me want to-”

He was cut short by both Miles and Dustin hitting him in the stomach. Piper walked away to sounds of the boys saying ‘don’t talk about my sister that!’ and ‘please! she’s like a sister to me!’

While this was happening, you were sitting in Piper’s car trying not to think about Steve’s face when you told him everything that you had ever been feeling. Hot tears were now streaming down your face and all you wanted to do was go to her house and not leave.

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Piper had an old record of the Eagles playing while she was making dinner. When you both had gotten home Piper got you into her room and you both laid in her bed and let you cry and blubber until you couldn’t anymore. After you were all cried out and tired Piper told you ‘a shower helps wash away all the bad things.’ She got pajamas from the drawer of things that she lets you keep here since your at each others house all the time. You got in the shower and thought about what she said. You washed yourself as you let all of the bad feelings wash down the drain and but you couldn’t quite scrub the feeling of sadness after seeing Steve’s face when you confessed to him. But you have to admit when you got out, you felt a little better.

You walked down the hallway into the kitchen, following the scent of something smelling good, and Piper’s old tunes.

“Hey there (N/N).” she said smiling at you.

You sat at the kitchen table watching Piper do her thing, “Hey.”

“How you doin’?” she asked as she was finishing her cooking.

“Fine.” you said, lying but she knew that.

She nodded, “Well, my Nana always told me, the remedy for a heartbreak is a hearty meal, laughter, and good friends. And I am the package deal baby.”

You laughed a little, she knew just what to do to make you smile. She sat down the best cheeseburger that anyone in there lives could taste and a plate of fries. You smiled and dug right in. She knew this was your comfort food.

After you ate, you both sat on the couch and watched rom-coms and ate ice cream until your stomach hurt. After all of the ice cream in the house was gone was when your eyes started to feel heavy in the middle of Say Anything.

“Alright darlin’, let’s go to bed, I might be a big girl, but I’m not strong enough to carry you into my room.” Piper said helping you up and into her room. Once you got settled in, you were out like the light. She looked over at the clock on her table, 8:23.

“Good night hon,” she said turning the lights off and going into the living room and kitchen to clean up before anyone got home.

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“You shouldn’t be here!”

“I just need to talk to her! Please.”

You groaned as you heard muffled voices from down the hallway. Your head hurt from the crying that you had done earlier that day. You looked over at the alarm clock on Piper’s bedside table, 11:04. Who was here at this late at night? Piper wasn’t beside you so she must be talking to the person at the door.

You got up and walked to the door just in case something happened and Piper needed helped. As you got closer to could hear who the other voice was more clearly.

“Please Piper. I’m begging you. I fucked up so back and I need to explain why I acted the way I acted. Please.” you heard Steve from the front door.

She sighed, “Steven you know how much I would love for you too to talk it out, she ain’t ready. Plus she’s sleepin’. Has been since 8. I was always taught to never poke a bear when it’s sleepin’, so I’m sorry but you’ll just have to wait ‘til she comes around in the mornin’.”

He sighed, “Can you at least tell her I came by when she wakes up? I really need to tell her something.”

“Tell me what?” you said having enough of hiding in your feelings.

“Hey hon! You okay?” Piper asked as she walked up to me.

“Yeah I’m okay.” you said nodding your head.

“Steve is here and wants to talk to you. Do you think you’re up for it?” she asked you like a mom making sure everything was okay with their small child.

“Yeah, I’m good.” you said as you walked into the living room.

“Okay. I’ll let him. If you need anything, you call for me, okay? I mean it.” she said. You nodded your head at her motherly ways.

“Alright Steven, she wants to talk to you, but if anything goes sour and I get called in there, you’re gone. Understood?” she told him, giving him a ‘talking-to’ at the front door.

“Yes ma’am.” Steve said nodding his head, you let him in and into the living room.

“I’ll be in my room if y’all need anything. Make yourselves at home.” she said. Which sounded like an oxymoron because it felt like a battlefield.

It was silent even after they listened to Piper go into her room and close her door.

Steve cleared his throat breaking the silence, “I like your shirt.”

You looked down at your shirt and you didn’t even realize it but you were wearing one of his shirts.

“Thanks. I stole it from you about a year ago when we had the big family sleepover.”

He smiled, “Yeah that was fun.”

The room went silent.

“I can give it back to you later after I wash it.” you said.

“No, no! You keep it. It looks good on you.” he said, blushing a little after saying that last part.

Silence again.

He sighed, “Alright I’m just going to say it. I’m sorry about the way I acted at the park (Y/N). A lot of things were running through my mind and I just wasn’t done processing what you had said. When I finally did, you were gone, in Piper’s car, driving away. I didn’t want to chase after you because I wanted you to have your time and space. But I wanted to chase after you so bad. I wanted to chase after the car, make Piper stop and tell you how I felt right then. But I was stupid and I waited. The longer I waited the more it ate me inside that you liked me. That my best friend who I have been in love with since we met, liked me back. I was just too blind to see it because I thought that you were too good for me. I never thought you would like me. But now I see that you had been here all along. You were standing right beside me every step of the way for everything that I went through. And as I look back at it all these years of not know this. I want to just bang my head against the wall because of how could I have not known. I belong to you.”

You smiled with tears in your eyes, “You’re right, you are stupid.”

He laughed a litte, “After all of that and that is all you hear?”

You lean up to him and kiss him on the lips, you mold together perfectly. It was like the missing puzzle piece. Everything was perfect until Piper came down the hallway with a baseball bat in her hands ready to swing.

“Alright I don’t know what’s going on! But Steven if you hurt her I wil-!” she saw the scene before her she put the bat down.

“Damn, I thought this was my chance to beat the crap out of you Steven.” she said.

You and Steve laughed while you laid in his arms when the doorbell rang. You held up your bat and slowly walked toward the door, opening it to see 3 familiar boys.

“Jesus H Christ, what are you doing with that baseball bat Piper?” Eddie said hiding behind Dustin and Miles. Miles unfazed and Dustin with a scared look on his face.

“Always gotta be ready Edward. It’s just my mom, Miles, and me. Someone’s gotta protect us around here.” Piper answered as the boys walked into the house.

“But hey when did this become about me? (Y/N) and Steve is a couple now!” she said as she ran to put the bat away.

You looked over at Steve and he looked at you.

“Yeah we are. Not just best friends. But the best of friends.” Steve said.

“Yeah and boyfriend and girlfriend. Because you belong to me,” you said, kissing his lips.

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