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inmyheadimobsessed · 1 year

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Feels So Good Getting What I Want

pairing: shuri ✘ black!fem!reader

summary: you've returned home for the first time in months with news, and for the first time with shuri. you're admittedly nervous, and she's there for moral support, but shuri has a keen way of getting what she wants that may make relaying said news to your parents a tad bit harder.

word count: 6.3k

contains: smut (18+), slight thigh riding, oral (shuri receiving), strap!reader, sub!shuri, softdom!reader, praise!kink, multiple orgasms, needy!shuri, tribbing, aftercare (shuri receiving), coming out scene, fluff

tags: @verachii @szalipcombo @rxcently @coolestgay @widowmakker @fetchyourlife @blackgcomica @shurisbbymama @bestfriend491 @simp4iwaizumi @mocha-aya @shinsousliya @bratydoll @shuriswifereal @shuriri4life @shuris-whore @letitias-fav @axailslink @chidinma @awarm-sundaynight

divider by: @firefly-graphics

note: soooooo this completely got away from me! this was not the initial fic i was going to post, but i was dying to write sub!shuri smut so here we are. i did tear up just a tad writing this. i am unable to write smut without a fluffy ending idk, i’m not well mentally. shuri deserves to be serviced. shouts out to oomf for the translations. please enjoy <333

translations: wamkelekile kokwenu mtanam - welcome to your home my child, ndinikhumbhulile mama noTata - i missed you mom and dad, cela - please, sthandwa - my love

You smoothed your clammy hands down your sides as you stepped out of the car. Wide brown eyes scanned your childhood home, from the large front door all the way up to the balcony outside your bedroom. Your potted plants looked well taken care of, no doubt your mother’s doing.

Being home rarely came with nerves, seeing your family was not an often occurrence, and you were usually elated to be back. But this time was different, vastly. This time you did not return alone, and this time you returned with news. Your feet were rooted to the ground, refusing to stride up the front steps. You took in the house once again. So many memories wrapped up within those walls.

Growing up, your father instilled the significant role the Mining Tribe played in Wakanda's advancement, he took pride in being a leader in your community, and his pride reflected in you. His teachings were what drew you to Vibranium in the first place, what made you want to study it, and all of its capabilities. Studying science is what drew Shuri to you. She could not resist the presence of another young, gorgeous mind in her lab. Her words.

The images made you smile a bit, reminiscing on the many times your mother had to pry you from his lap in his office. Simpler times. Coming home after many months away unsettled you now though, the idea of speaking to your parents sent your stomach into a frenzy. You were not the same as when you saw them last, instead, you were an improved version of yourself, more confident.

But said confidence seemed to escape you now that you were reaching for it.

“Are you going to stand in that spot like a statue forever?” Shuri's amused tone snuck up behind you, fingers wrapped tightly around both your suitcases.

You huffed a breath. “Maybe if I remain still enough they won't see me.”

“Wamkelekile kokwenu mtanam! My baby!” The door swung open and your mother rushed down the steps.

“Too late.” You rolled your eyes at Shuri's snarky comment.

You were in your mother’s embrace before you knew it. She rocked you from side to side and you returned the hug. Your father emerged soon after, followed by your younger sister.

“Oh, how we’ve missed you, my dear.” You hugged your father, then your sister.

“Ndinikhumbhulile mama noTata. I am glad to be back.”

Shuri stood awkwardly behind you watching you greet your family. She refused to interrupt, and you were sort of relieved she hadn't spoken yet. You had a feeling it was her way of helping you prolong the inevitable.

She caught your sister's eyes then, and they widened like saucers. “Um, why is the Queen here?! You know the Queen?!”

Your parents’ attention shifted to Shuri too and she waved shyly. “Hello.”

“Your Majesty, we were not informed you would be arriving. Our apologies.” Your father tried to bow, but Shuri stopped him.

She moved in closer to you, and realization flashed within your sister's eyes. She smirked with a hum and you narrowed your eyes. Your parents, however, were none the wiser.

“Please, call me Shuri. I am only here as a friend to this one here. I hope it is okay that I stay.”

Your mother nodded. “Well of course, but I am sorry our guest room is not prepared.”

“Oh, I'm sure they would not mind sharing a room. All good friends do it, right?” Your sister pointed her loaded question at you and you huffed.

Your mother’s eyes were back on you, then Shuri. “Is this something you are comfortable with your Majesty?”

“Shuri. And yes, it's more than fine.” They nodded and began ushering everyone inside. Your family filed in ahead of you and Shuri, your feet still refusing to move. A sharp pinch to your butt caused you to yelp. Shuri concealed her laughter, feigning confusion as your family turned to see what was going on.

You waved them off with a lame excuse of stubbing your toe on a rock before shooting her Majesty a glare.

“That's sure to get those feet moving.” She hopped up the steps at lightning speed, both bags in one hand, and was through the door in seconds. You were still getting used to that, her newfound agility. Inhaling a deep breath, you finally moved toward the house and stepped into the foyer. You did miss home, a lot.

You missed the smell of your mother’s cooking, her baking, the strong cinnamon scent that clung to all the furniture. You missed it all terribly, and you were delighted to finally be back.

•••

After getting settled in your old room, you made your way downstairs for the tea your mother prepared, where you found Shuri already engaging with your family as though she'd known them most of her life.

You loved that about her. You loved everything that she was, but her ability to make a home in everyone's hearts with zero effort would always be one of your favorite things. Her laugh echoed through the kitchen as she chatted with your father. Your mother served her cookies and she accepted them graciously, biting into one with an exaggerated moan.

She beamed, despite the recent dark clouds looming over her life, Shuri was the sun — forever shining, forever heating your heart in the way only she could. She emerged from the storm not drenched in rain, but sun-kissed and resilient as ever.

You were staring, and you knew it, but you didn't care. Her smile still gave you butterflies. They fluttered inside you, the warm hibiscus tea only making them more excited as it slithered down to your depths.

“If your goal is to out yourself before you are ready, staring at the Queen like that is a sure way to do it.”

Your sister's voice startled you, and you rolled your eyes at her smug smile. “That is not my goal.”

“Well, I was fooled.” She made herself a cup of tea and stood near you behind the counter. “You could not help yourself, could you? You couldn't have fallen for someone regular, it had to be the Queen of our country. How did you manage to pull off the trick of the century, eh?”

Still as nosy as ever, still as rude. You scoffed and she laughed lightly. “You should mind your business.”

“Have you come here to tell them? Is that why you've come home after nine months?”

You sighed. She would not leave you alone, not until she got her answers, so you decided to bite. “I will tell them when I am ready.”

“Or they will figure it out before you get the chance to, with the way you can't seem to keep your eyes off her. Oh big sister, are you in love, truly?” Her eyes twinkled and you knew her interest was genuine.

A silly question really. Was it possible to exist inside of Shuri's world and not love her? “I am.”

Your sister squealed and pulled you in tight, drawing the attention of your parents and Shuri. The moment her eyes were on you, everyone else in the room ceased to exist. It was only the two of you.

“Bast, the two of you lack self-control. But I find it endearing I suppose.” She skipped off to her room after waving shyly at Shuri, having lost all interest in your conversation.

Your father ushered you over to the living room. “Come come, my baby. The Queen tells us you are now head of the design group at her lab, this is true?”

“Unofficially.”

Shuri shook her head, patting her lap for you to sit, and you almost took the bait, until you remembered where you were. You sat next to her on the couch instead and she blushed before speaking. “Officially. I am unable to frequent the lab as I used to now that I am Queen, so most of my responsibilities will fall to you. I will make the official announcement when we return.”

You wanted to kiss her, but you settled on a simple thank you.

“You know this interest in Vibranium started as a child. Always begging to go to the Great Mound with me every day.”

Your mother nodded in agreement. “This is true. These two were inseparable, thick as thieves. I see all of those late-night teachings have paid off.”

Shuri's grin was wide, prideful as she listened to your mother and father gush about your nerdy ways. You could tell she liked them, and they loved her, and it made you happy.

•••

Shuri shifted restlessly next to you. You were attempting to read a book before bed, but her twists and turns were a serious distraction. She'd been like this for the three nights you two spent at your parent’s house so far, and you knew why, you just chose to promptly ignore it.

Your days were usually fine, your sister and Shuri drew quickly to each other, having bonded over their love of teasing you and that younger sister complex they so clearly had. Nights were different. Shuri grew needy, whiny, and you had to suppress your natural instincts to tend to her.

She huffed a whine, pushing her right hand through her curls. “I cannot take this any longer.”

“Are you hot my darling? I can open a window if that would make you feel better.” Eyes never peeled from your book as you spoke. The irritated groan she gave you made you chuckle, and you turned the page.

“Why haven't you touched me? It's been days, I have never gone this long without your touch. Please, I need it now.”

You placed a warm palm on her shoulder and squeezed. “Touch.”

“That is not what I meant.” Shuri pouted and you grinned to yourself.

You licked your lips, turning another page. “What of those years before you knew me, or my touch? What would you do on those restless nights?”

“If you're suggesting I pleasure myself, I assure you, I will do it. I need friction, and if you're unwilling to provide–”

You looked up from your book finally after hearing her threat, eyes hot and scolding. “Oh? Is that what you are prepared to do, sthandwa? By all means...”

“Only if you keep neglecting me. I just crave your hands all over me. I need you.” Her voice was a whisper, alerting you she wasn't quite bold enough to challenge you in that regard.

“My sweet, you know why it has to be this way. I have yet to speak to my parents, haven't told them about us.”

“Your parents are not infants, I’m sure they have already figured it out. Do you often bring Wakandan royalty home with you on your visits? Do you usually sleep in the same bed with them?”

You sighed, acknowledging she was probably right. You’d noticed the way your mother eyed you in the kitchen when you insisted on making Shuri's breakfast for her. She liked it a certain way, and only you knew how to prepare it. You peeped how she nudged your father as you placed the plate before her, squeezing her fingers and fighting the urge to kiss them, and the tattoos decorating them.

“They believe we are just friends. Nothing else as of right now, and I don't want to risk them finding out we are more when they hear your screams of my name. I have an image to maintain in their minds, you know?”

Shuri sat up near the headboard and turned to face you, gasping dramatically. “I will not apologize for enjoying myself when we are intimate. If I’m loud, it is only because you're doing a fantastic job and I want you to know that. You want to remain innocent in their minds, but we both know you are nothing of the sort.”

“And that is precisely why me touching you right now is a terrible idea.”

“I can be good, I promise. I just need to feel you.” Shuri pried the book from your hands, plopping it on the nightstand before straddling your lap. You were adamant about denying her, but your treacherous body gave in the moment her lips found your neck, melting under the feeling.

She rocked her hips against your thigh and you could already feel how damp her crotch was through her briefs.

“Shuri…” You breathed out when her teeth grazed your nipples through your thin sleep shirt.

“I need you, my love. Please.” Her rhythm of humping your leg was picking up and so were her small cries. The idea of her getting off just by rubbing against you had you soaked. Your hands were still at your sides, and it was growing harder to resist placing them on her hips to guide her.

Shuri threw her head back with a moan and you watched her work in complete adoration. “I'm so wet for you my love, want you to taste me.”

“You can't say things like that, Shuri. My restraint can only last so long.” You moaned lowly with her, your arousal intensifying at the sight of her actions.

“Stop resisting me. Please me.”

You let out a long groan. “My parents are in the other room. I can't–”

“Please? I need you, only you.” Words she knew would drive you up a wall. You pulled her in by her throat, crashing your lips to hers. Shuri giggled into the kiss, knowing she would win, she always did. Wet mouths devoured each other, peppering hot pecks along necks and jawlines.

Your hands gripped her hips, helping her rhythm, steadying her, your lips still on hers.

“Lay back for me my dear.” Shuri followed your instructions in excitement. She always took pride in getting you to do bad things. You hovered above her, connecting your lips sloppily whilst sliding her boxers down.

The second your fingers pressed onto her clit, she screeched. She was wetter than you'd ever felt and you couldn't fight your desire to taste her. “You said you would be good.”

You spoke your words before dipping your two Shuri-coated fingers into your mouth. She watched, eyes wide, nibbling on her bottom lip, as you tasted her.

“I'm sorry. I'm only excited, I will be better.” Shuri pulled her shirt off and spread her legs, inviting you all the way in, and who were you to deny yourself? Overindulging in her was an acquired skill. Your lips met her neck, biting a little, and she whimpered.

“Do that again.” A shameless request, and you obliged, pulling her skin between your teeth. She hissed at the pain, and you smiled into the action. Your tongue licked the indent you made before placing a gentle kiss there.

Moving further down her figure, you pulled her right nipple into your mouth and tweaked the left, then switched, giving them both equal attention. She gasped, too loud for your liking and you glared at her.

“Shuri.” Her name on your lips was scolding enough, and she apologized once again. You returned your mouth to her nipples and she allowed herself soft, short breaths. She was a mess, and you’d barely begun.

You pecked your way down her stomach, nibbling on her abs and she purred. Soft sucks on her waist were sure to leave bruises. Finally, you reached the place where you knew she needed you most. A glorious sight, Shuri's pussy was the prettiest thing, and was high up on your list of favorite things about her.

“Is all of this for me?” You glanced at her glistening folds, running your middle finger through her pool, then back to her eyes and she nodded. You pressed a kiss to her drenched clit before beginning a light suck, wanting to test her promise. All she gave you was a quiet whine and you smiled. Your mouth worked her soft bud and you brought your fingers into the mix, slipping them inside her without effort.

Moaning at the way her heat responded to your touch was an immediate reaction as you ate her out. Her wetness was a taste you could never grow tired of.

The acts of slurping her clit and finger fucking her hole had her thrashing about. “Yes! Yes! Oh, right there!”

It was too much for her, you knew that, but you also needed her to behave. You pulled your fingers from inside her and licked her clit one last time before climbing back up her body. “My love, I do not enjoy being disobeyed.”

“Feels too good.” Her lids were stamped shut as she pulled her nipples.

You rolled your eyes in defeat and stood, sliding your lacy panties down to your ankles before stepping out of them. They were balled inside your fist before you returned to the bed. “Open.”

She did as you asked and you shoved the fabric into her pretty little mouth. “I would advise you to breathe through your nose darling.”

Your hungry lips were back on her cunt again, devouring every inch of her saturated folds. Your tongue darted in and out of her hole and she clenched around it, back spiking off the bed. Shuri’s swollen clit twitched under your pruned thumb and the sloshing only increased. Not once did her moans elevate above a desperate hum.

You were enjoying yourself, reveling in the taste of her juices splashed all over your face. You lapped every drop up and she wiggled, grinding harder into your mouth and tongue.

Three fingers pumped her and Shuri shot up instantly. She peered down at you between her thighs through hooded eyes as you fucked and sucked her, nodding her head in approval. She looked so sexy with your panties sticking out her mouth, chest heaving, and covered in sweat. It was nearly enough to send you all the way over untouched.

“Am I the only person to ever make you feel this good, my Queen?”

Her fingers locked in your tight coils, guiding your head up and down her wet cunt. “Mhmm.”

Nimble digits stretched her leaking entrance, slow at first, then your pace accelerated. Your eyes trained on her barely open ones, and you knew.

You spanked her pussy lips with your free hand, daring her to make a sound. Pride filled you when she continued her hums, eyes rolling all the way back in her head. “Come for me, do it for me, baby. In my mouth.”

She grunted in the back of her throat, grabbing your head and grinding her sensitive nub firm against your tongue. Shuri's head flew backward, her breathing picking up, and she trapped your head in between her shaking thighs. Her hold was tighter than ever, and you could barely breathe.

The strength of the Black Panther was a force to be reckoned with, still, you would be happy to be rendered unconscious by her power. You were growing to love it, got off on it even.

Shuri came with a long gurgle, and her squeeze loosened. You gasped for air, fingers still deep inside her, soaking up her intense clench. "I'm so proud of my perfect girl."

She fell back into the pillows and you went up to join her, lips dripping with her cum. You took one last look at her stuffed cheeks and smiled before removing your undergarments.

“Are you satisfied now my dear? Have I touched you enough?”

She shook her head, barely maintaining her grin as her orgasm swam within her system and coursed through her veins. “More. Need more.”

“More? More of what, my sweet?” You were not at all surprised by her response. Once you gave Shuri a taste of anything, she would always want more, her amplified stamina only made the hunger ten times worse.

Your back was against the headboard, and she sat up to face you. Shuri reached to tug your top off and you let her, eyes lighting up at the sight of your round breasts and hard nipples. She massaged them with both hands, a smirk dangling from her mouth.

You let out a deep sigh when her thumb flicked your sensitive nipples. She knew the slightest contact was enough to have your head swimming. “This is not about me. Tell me what you would like more of, Shuri.”

“More of you on me.”

You licked your lips, needing to taste her cum once more. You knew what she was asking for, and you were fully prepared to protest, then she put your boob in her mouth, tongue swirling ferociously, and all thoughts of saying no evaporated from your mind.

“Okay.”

She clapped her hands, already getting into position. Shuri was on her back again, pulling her ankles all the way back near her ears, and wiggling her toes. Fuck. She was showing off, and you loved every second of it. Her flexibility was such a turn on and it increased the thumping at your core. Cum still dripped from inside her, running all between her lips and folds, and you longed for another taste.

It was like Shuri read your mind as you watched her dip a digit inside herself, bringing it to her mouth to suck.

A grin plastered on your face when she moaned at her own flavor. “You're beyond filthy, you know that?”

“And you love it.” She giggled, grabbing her leg again.

You mounted her, thighs on either side of the backs of hers. Your clit was on her clit instantly and you both moaned aloud. Reprimanding her was out of the question this time, seeing as you broke the rule also.

“Ready?” Shuri nodded and you moved, sliding your cunt up and down her own. Your eyes were trained on her and how she parted her lips. She let her moans and cries pile in her throat, not wanting to disappoint you. Your clits knocked together angrily with your sinister pace and you were fighting screams of your own.

Your slick mingled with Shuri’s cum from her first orgasm, creating a low, continuous squelch as you rode her. She was losing hold of her shins as her pleasure built up, up, up, and you gripped her feet.

“Mmm, sthandwa, you feel so good against me, getting me wet. You’re being so good and quiet.”

She moved her head up and down needing more praise.

“Doing amazing for me,” You rolled your hips into hers intensely, the pressure of being clit to clit already tugging on your orgasm. “What a good girl, allowing me to make you feel so good. You're perfect.”

“Yes, I’m your good girl.” Shuri bucked up into you, amplifying the sensation you were both feeling, chasing the release you both craved.

Praising her subsided the obscenities threatening to escape you. You felt a little guilty now, forcing her to remain quiet through all of this. She was correct, it did feel too good.

“I'm going to come for you again. Only you can make me come.” She whispered her words and they floated up to your ears sweetly. The bed creaked slightly, but not loud enough to cause concern, so you kept going, gliding your bud against her sore one.

Your pussy leaked onto hers, sloshing and sloshing. Shuri pinched your nipples as you pressed her legs back further, needing a better angle. That pang of pleasure had you reeling.

“F-Faster!” She whisper-shouted and you considered it. Picking up the pace would mean more noise, but you weren't thinking straight, not with Shuri's sopping cunt rubbing against yours. It was a gamble you’d have to be okay with. You did as she suggested, increasing your speed of grinding into her.

You were both close, and you knew there was no way either of you could ride your orgasms out without a sound. You leaned in, muttering to her before kissing her roughly, still maintaining your speedy pace.

“Come with me my darling.” It pushed her over, you too, and you were both coming hard, bliss rocketing through you as you swallowed each other's mewls.

Slippery strings of cum and slick tied your pussies together, and the wonderful squishing was not a thing you wanted to end, but it had to. Dipping your digits into your mess, you let the mixture of your juices dance on your tastebuds, eyes flicking shut. You rolled beside Shuri, body spasming uncontrollably from the immense rush of ecstasy. Heavy breathing filled your ears as Shuri nuzzled into your perspiring frame, shaking just as you were.

“I love you so much.” You kissed her head, and something told you she still wanted more. You were fresh out of reasons to deny her now, having felt the same rush you're sure was driving her. “How else can I make my baby happy?”

“Inside.” She kissed you and it took no time for you to return it.

You glared at her, dumbfounded. “Surely you didn't pack it with your things, Shuri?”

Her grin was conformation enough and you rolled over dramatically. “You are very, very bad. In my parent's home? The home they raised me in? Sthandwa, I don't know about this.”

“I know I can be good, I know it! Please? I won't take long, I promise!”

You agreed, and she shot out of the bed. Amazing, the way she moved like she hadn't just experienced two shattering orgasms. Your single one was still filtering through you and you could barely keep your eyes open, but Shuri was anxious to grab her strap-on from her bag whilst still floating on hers.

When she returned, she acknowledged your exhaustion, so she put it on for you. It didn't take long before the device was on you, and adjusted to your body. Shuri was already sprawled out beside you and you hovered over her.

You slapped the dildo against her slippery pussy, causing her wetness to splash on the insides of her thighs.

The tip teased her tired hole and a tiny whimper darted from her parted lips. You loved that melody. “You have to be quiet my Queen. Don't want to get in trouble with my parents.”

Shuri nodded eagerly, wiggling her hips in attempts to get the toy deeper inside her on her own. This displeased you and you frowned. You leaned forward, tugging her nipples harshly and she winced.

“I need you to speak when you are spoken to, understand?”

Shuri stopped her wordless response, giving you one that satisfied. “Yes my love, I will be quiet.”

“And I am not fond of your impatience either. Trust that I will fuck you when I am ready.”

“I'm sorry, I will be good for you.” The softness of her voice made your clit jump. Seeing Shuri this way, desperate and hungry for you, was something you enjoyed entirely too much. You loved hearing her whine, loved seeing her shudder as she succumbed to frustration.

You slid the thick toy through her damp folds slowly, dragging it out for as long as you could. Shuri was gnawing on her bottom lip below you, biting back strings of moans. “Tell me where you want it, my dear.”

She stuttered, sucking in some air to help her speak. “I-Inside. I want you inside of me, deep.”

Her words were all you needed. You scooted up the mattress, back pressed to the headboard, deciding last minute you wanted her in a different position. Shuri caught on to the change in plans immediately, and she was on your lap soon after.

She sank onto the large strap, stretching herself wide with a gasp. She met your eyes, and you reminded her of her promise of silence. You rocked in and out of Shuri’s tight pussy, loosening her up with each hard thrust. Her arms slung around your neck to keep herself upright and you gripped her waist as you fucked up into her.

“How does that feel, my dear?” You did not think it possible that she could get any wetter, but she was full of surprises. Her juices lubricated your drilling, making your job easier.

All she managed were dumb little babbles. Shuri's nails clawed into your back, pulling you closer than humanly possible, and your nipples grazed. Holding the power to make her feel everything as you fucked her amplified your own lusty desires.

“What did I say?”

“Yes. You make me feel so good, only you.” You smiled then, intensifying your pounding and rocking the bed.

You slammed into her again and again, watching her tits jump, and she humped you back just as fiercely. Her resilience was a wonder. “So greedy, taking me so well.”

You hit her bundle of nerves deep within and she bit down on your shoulder with everything she had. Pain whipped through your body, dancing with your pleasure and the vibrations you felt from her riding you, and you whimpered.

If the tears rolling down Shuri’s face were any indication, it was apparent she was approaching her climax, and stifling her moans was becoming a task of the past.

You kissed her tear-stained cheeks gently as you bucked into her pussy. “It's okay baby, let it out. You're so stunning when you cry for me.”

You no longer cared about keeping her quiet, you only wanted to make the love of your life feel amazing.

Her moans picked up the higher she got, and you reassured her with loud, breathy mewls of your own.

“S-So pretty, and all mine.” You hummed, massaging circles into her clit as you fucked her with intention.

“I'm yours! Only yours!”

Shuri squirted all over the dildo, your crotch, spraying the sheets as she came. Her scream was boisterous, booming, sure to startle birds from their nests. It was long and loud, and it made you come seconds after her, your forehead collapsing to her bouncing chest. You kissed the space between her breasts before gently pulling out and laying her down on her side of the bed.

You leapt up and headed to the bathroom, returning with a warm washcloth to tidy her up. Shuri was half asleep then, all curled in on herself. “I need to clean you up my darling.”

She hummed when you began: dabbing the insides of her thighs, wiping the remnants of cum from her stomach and her most delicate, flinching a little at the heat before she relaxed into it.

You carried her naked body to the bath that you were running, placing her inside ever so carefully. Suds covered her as you washed her back, her shoulders, and legs, massaging her muscles in the process.

When you finished, you wrapped her in a fluffy green towel and dressed her at your window seat. Fresh boxers and a large t-shirt of her choosing. She laughed when you lathered cocoa butter on her legs and feet, informing you that it tickled.

After you cleaned yourself up and changed the sheets you tucked her in bed, kissing her cheek before climbing in next to her. You wrapped yourself around her and she spooned you tight, tracing her teeth marks on your shoulder. Face pressed to her chest, listening to her breathing even out, you let your eyes flutter shut, and sleep overtook you.

•••

Dread, and Shuri’s limbs tangled all around you glued you to your bed as you thought of facing your family.

Now that you were coherent, everything wrong with what you and Shuri did the night before flashed through your mind. You did not regret the sex, obviously, but there was regret about doing something like that with your parents and sister doors away.

You were honestly terrified about ever leaving the room. You and Shuri would just have to slip out the window, without a goodbye, forever because you could never look them in the eyes again.

She stirred awake beside you with a smile and kissed your cheek. “Good morning, my everything.”

“No. No good morning. Bad morning, very, very bad morning.”

Shuri laughed, sitting up so she could fully view you and your terror. “Let me guess. Right now your brain is actively concocting some sort of escape plan, in which we flee this room, maybe even the country, so you may never have to face your family again. Am I correct?”

“Your suit! Activate your Black Panther suit and shimmy us out the window, I'm begging!”

Her amusement was truly daunting. Did she not realize your parents would now hate her? “I'm hungry.”

She peered at you through puppy dog eyes and you had no choice but to give in. “Fine. We shall face the music together, as a couple, a unit.”

“The music is what your parents heard coming from within these walls last night.”

You smacked her chest. “Shuri!”

“They heard you scream that too.” You pulled a pillow over your face and groaned.

After your many protests, she finally managed to get you out of the room and down to the kitchen. The silence was heavy, and eerie, as though no one was home, which you knew was not possible.

“We don't know that they heard us, relax, my love.” Her words were not reassuring.

When the two of you rounded the corner, three sets of disturbed eyes found you. “Never mind.”

“Good morning.” There was no response. You decided to ignore it, starting on your and Shuri’s breakfast instead. You brought the food over to where she sat at the kitchen table and she smiled before digging in.

Everyone ate in silence, the sounds of silverware clanging against bowls and plates filling the air. You decided there was no time like the present.

“I am aware that there is a ginormous elephant in the room with us right now, I would like to address it.”

Your sister was the first one to speak. “The two of you disgust me far more than you could ever know, and yet my respect for you has somehow grown.”

Shuri’s laughter was shrill and you shot her a murderous glance. She apologized and went back to her food, but you took note of her sly grin.

“Cela, we do not have to talk about it. I just want to enjoy my breakfast.” The look of disappointment on your mother's face was one you expected, and your father had yet to meet your eyes.

Your gaze was back on Shuri as you squeezed her hand under the table. She shrugged, but you could tell her nerves were buzzing in anticipation of what you would say next.

“There is something you should know about us, about me.”

Your mother sucked her teeth. “I just said I do not want to talk about it.”

“It is not that. I-I am,” Shuri's grip on your hand under the table grew firmer, more encouraging. “I like women. And I am with Shuri.”

“I think we were subjected to finding that out against our will. The entire city has to know also.” Your mother pinched your sister and she shreiked.

You sighed. “The Queen and I are engaged to be married.”

Your father's eyes bolted up as he heard your words, but still, he said nothing.

Shuri cleared her throat beside you, deciding to give you a beat to breathe, aware of how difficult this was for you.

“I am in love with your daughter, and I wish to spend my life with her, have her rule by my side. She is brilliant and beautiful, and perfect. She takes care of me in ways I could never achieve on my own, and there isn't anything I would not do for her. She stood by my side through it all, fought with me, did everything for me. I would like to return all of her efforts by marrying her and loving her until my last days.”

You heard a low gasp come from your sister and she moved swiftly to wipe her tears. “That was beautiful…if you like that sort of thing.”

Your own tears went unnoticed by you, it was Shuri who swatted them away. Your chest was heavy, and you wheezed.

“Say something, please.” Your puffy eyes were on your parents who only looked back and forth between each other.

“We love you. We want only for you to be happy.” Your breath stuttered when your father finally spoke.

You sniffed. “Shuri makes me happy.” You smiled softly at her and she returned it.

“Then this engagement has our blessing. My Queen, take good care of our baby.”

Shuri nodded, bringing your fingers to her lips. “If we are to be family, you must start calling me Shuri.”

“I would just like to let it be known, I knew there was more than just a friendship between you two the moment you arrived. Truly, you did nothing to hide it.”

Your parents agreed with your sister's sentiment, admitting they too suspected something and you gasped. “I told you they knew.”

“Well, we have a wedding to prepare for!” Your mother clapped and everyone cheered.

“My Qu–, Shuri, I do have one request before we begin our planning.”

Shuri straightened. “Anything.”

“You will sleep in the guest room for the duration of your stay. I cannot bear a repeat of last night, not while you are under this roof.”

Shuri flushed at your father's admonishment, feeling the same shame you had been bathing in since you opened your eyes, and you felt no desire to ease it.

“Of-Of course.”

The awkwardness shifted a tad, everyone wrapped up in wedding talk. Your brown eyes found Shuri’s amidst it all, tuning out all of the noise, it was only the two of you — existing only for each other.

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hello! i’ve been reading your works for quite a while now and i can say you make me feel things i never knew i writer would. you’re doing such a great job so keep it up and know that we’ll be here to support you.

just wanted to check if you are down for a request too! would you do a reader x ran x love triangle where there’s an old and new flame? ran really loved his first love but had to let go due to gang activities. in the future with bonten, he met this girl and been with each other for a while now. you can decide who he ends up with.

thank you so much and take care always!

- Aya

Oh darling, I'm sorry it took forever - but I think I am gonna make this a two or three part series.

Warnings: light smut, language, mentions of murder, mentions of drugs, drama, angst, Ran is kind of an ass, pt is in the works.

Spider's Web - Pt.1

They called it puppy love when you first started dating. That puppy love turned into a serious relationship. Dating the king of Roppongi was quite the challenge and yet it was bliss.

You've known Ran since he was 13 and dated him until he was 18. Seven years of your life was dedicated to this man. You gave him everything - your first kiss, your first love, your virginity, your first everything. You knew each other inside and out. Though dating him put a target on your back, you didn't care. You loved him and would follow him to the end of the earth if need be for him. Even when he got arrested twice, you stuck by him and waited patiently for him. Never letting another man touch you or even near you - you belonged to Ran.

He however decided to burn paradise and cut your ties without a second thought. The separation was bitter and it left you with your heart in your hands.

**12 years later**

A month into your new job and you had almost everything down. The man who you were working for was well known for his finance skills - a money making genius. To take up the role of his personal assistant was like striking gold. Kokonoi Hajime found you working for a partner and snatched you at the first first chance. Seeing first hand your organization and risk management skills, he knew he had to have you. Your old boss had no idea what he lost when he gave you up. Their success was due to 90% of your work.

During a meeting, you attended in place of your boss due to some unsavory business. You handled it like the pro you are and did a better job than your actual boss when they held meetings. "Question for you…" You hear from across the table after the meeting is over. Looking up you see the silver fox eying you carefully. He was technically the guest of honor and boy was he handsome - beautiful actually. "Yes, what can I do for you?" You ask and finish collecting the signed contracts from the table. The smirk on his face alluded to him asking for a potential favor under the table. No, absolutely not - you weren’t going to blow him, regardless of how handsome he is. “How would you like to work with me? Your skills are wasted here…you could be doing so much more.”

His words and further explanation led to you working for the worst criminal organization in Japan, Bonten. Under the guise of various businesses, they were raking in money, bodies and soon - expanding overseas. Nothing could have prepared you for the money you were earning, you were making pennies at your old job compared to here. Being Kokonoi’s personal assistant brought so many benefits that you thought he was a god.

Though you’ve been here for about 2 months, you have yet to meet all of Bonten’s members - you’ve only met two more members. The man with the crystal eyes and scarred lips, Sanzu Haruchiyo, always teased you and tried to make you feel uncomfortable on purpose but you didn’t budge. He loved that about you. And of course, the head of Bonten - Sano Manjiro, gave a fair warning, well more of a threat. Understanding your position and your risks, you accepted them all and swore loyalty to them.

Being so busy with work, you often stayed overnight in the office and left when things were done. You were essentially a female version of Kokonoi, only with better gambling skills - that is what risk management is in a nutshell.

“Koko, your meeting starts in about 15 minutes, I already prepared the room, do you need anything from me before I go?” You ask as you are getting ready to leave. He looked at you and smiled, his signature cheshire cat grin always meant something sketchy. “You’re leading the meeting tonight.” He says while leaning against his palm. For a moment you thought you heard wrong. He was trusting you to lead the meeting even if you’re still new? You hadn’t even met the rest of Bonten, were they even going to take you seriously? “Besides, what better way for you to meet everyone?” When he said that you felt your heart in your throat. This was a big meeting then, there was no way you could fuck this up. You were actually excited about this. Without saying another word, you left the office and headed to the meeting room and placed a set of files for yourself. Kokonoi could see the fire in your eyes, you were going to take the first step into their world.

Two minutes before the meeting started, the men were making their way into the room - as you were finalizing some last minute details, they only saw your back. The high waisted pencil skirt showed your curves and they were entranced by them. From behind you could hear low whistles and some throat clearing, they wanted you to turn around. Being used to cat calls and this type of behavior you knew best not to turn around at the first howl. “Who’s the girl?” You could hear from behind you. Kokonoi must have omitted your onboarding to the rest of the members. From what you heard, some were womanizers - perhaps it was for the best.

Finally, Kokonoi walked in with Manjiro and were about to begin. “Everyone, she is our new employee and is my personal assistant. Treat her as you would treat an admin - she’s leading today’s meeting.” He said with a hint of authority. Turning around to face the men, you felt their eyes undress you and rake over your figure - it was nothing new. This organization was not only filled with criminals and murderers, but it was oh so filled with men that rivaled gods.

Clearing your throat, you began without introducing yourself - Kokonoi labeled you as his personal assistant and that was all they needed to know for now. During the meeting you could feel their eyes follow you, they were curious about you - you looked so normal compared to them. There was one man whose eyes seemed to pull you in and make you look in his direction more often. Beautiful and handsome, tall and lean - he reminded you of someone. Though you couldn't put your finger on it, even the male sitting next to him looked familiar but from where?

Everything proceeded without a hitch, you managed to impress them and also impress the head of the organization. Questions were asked and you answered accordingly. They sometimes just asked frivolous questions just to get you to speak.

Once the meeting ended, you were approached by the rest of the admins and boy did they bombard you with other questions. So, what’s your name? Do you have a boyfriend? How can I get you to be my assistant? Of course they were all flirting with you and you didn’t entertain it, politely declining their advances. When the tall male with lavender orbs approached you, you felt butterflies in your stomach - something you haven't felt in years. “Haitani, I need you to stay away from her.” Kokonoi jests and earns their glances followed by their laughs. But the moment Kokonoi looks at your face, he sees how it went from smiling to horror. The name he so casually dropped, there was no way - it couldn’t be. Quickly regaining your composure, you excused yourself and headed towards the woman’s bathroom.

The moment you walked in, you leaned against the sink and tried to steady yourself. The sound of your heart beating out of your chest was the only thing you could hear. Your breathing was shaky and your hands were beginning to tremble. You didn’t recognize him and it looks like he didn’t recognize you. “(Y/N)? What’s wrong?” The sound of your boss’s voice startled you, making you gasp and spin around quickly. You were a complete mess, sweating and had tears on the verge of spilling. You’ve seen Sanzu handle bodies before by accident and you didn’t even bat an eye. What the hell spooked you?

"Koko…nothing, it was just a little overwhelming back there. That's all." You lied and began to wash your hands. It wasn't like you to panic so fast. He walked closer to you and narrowed his eyes, he wasn't buying it. "You know you can't lie to me." He was almost inches from your face. You felt a little nauseous from all the emotions hitting you at once and your body was wavering. "Which Haitani is it?" Not wanting to risk your job, you told him it didn't matter - you just wanted to keep working for him. It wasn't the answer he wanted but he had a feeling he knew who it was. "It won't happen again." You say and bow. You weren't expecting to see him at all. Sighing, he backed off and warned you to be careful. The rest of the men you met today weren't as forgiving or as nice as he was.

After pulling yourself together you stepped out of the bathroom and headed straight to your office. All contracts and needed documents were neatly piled on your desk. Someone did you a favor and moved them for you. Just when you thought you were going home, you ended up in a meeting with the higher ups and ended up seeing someone you wished you hadn't. Sitting at your desk, you began to work to try and clear your head. Before you knew it, it was already well into the night - almost 2am. You longed to lay in bed and rest.

The sound of the office door opening startled you, making you snap up from your desk. It was Sanzu, you exhaled and sat back down, almost melting into your seat. "Jumpy?" He asks and smirks at you. Of course you were, your ex boyfriend was here and you almost quit your job. "Anyways, just letting you know that there is a car waiting for you downstairs. Go home." He snickers and pulls you out from your chair. Those crystal eyes had softened just a bit. These little random actions of his always make you wonder if there is a part of him that is actually sane.

Heading down to the lobby with Sanzu you pass by the others. The sensation of someone's eyes being laser focused on you made you shudder. Before Sanzu could close the car door he said, "Come to me if you need something to…relax your nerves." He smirked and walked away. You knew what he meant by that. Seeing him high or teetering on the edge wasn't anything new. He was opening the door to his playground. You never considered it but perhaps there was no harm in taking him up on that.

When you arrived home, you kicked off your shoes and got ready for bed. You thanked your boss for allowing you to come in later since your day went well into overtime. Burying yourself in the sheets, you felt your eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Though you tried, you couldn’t help but fall asleep with Ran in your head.

**in your dreams**

“Ngh…Wait, I’m about to - OH!” You moan and throw your head back into the pillows as Ran gives you one quick thrust of his hips. He had you pressed against the mattress with his hand around your throat. Fucking into you was like heaven to him, those warm and tight walls, and your siren like voice made him fall in love with you even more. He couldn’t go more than 48 hours without being deep inside your pussy. You gave him something to look forward to in life outside of gang activities.

“Tell me you love me, pretty girl…” His heavy tone made you clench around his length and you were beginning to see stars. He looked divine with his long hair when it was loose, you always found him so much more attractive with it like that. Babbling incoherently, you say you love him over and over again. You didn’t stop until he squeezed your throat a little tighter and he left you a drooling mess. He filled you to the brim and wouldn’t stop until he became a whimpering mess. Collapsing onto your chest, he panted and tried to regain his breath. Both of you were coming down from your daily highs. He was everything you needed and you were everything he needed. For a moment, you thought this was reality…then everything faded into black.

**end dream**

Waking up in a daze, you sat up and looked around the room only to realize you were home. Exhaling and throwing yourself back down on the mattress you cover your face with both hands. Those bittersweet memories only made you feel dead inside. Knowing that he's right there and you have to pretend that you don't know him - that you don't exist. He’s gonna find out soon and when he does…what will you do?

Torturing yourself with these thoughts you could only think about him. Who was keeping his bed warm? Who was he fucking and would he ever look you at you the same way again? No, it was done and over with, he made his choice. Though it wasn’t fair to you, there was nothing you could do at the time and you struggled to accept it for a long time. If only you knew how much I loved you… You think to yourself and close your eyes. It still hurts, even after 12 years - everything still burns.

Getting ready and heading for the office, you braced yourself - there was a chance that you would cross paths again. Kokonoi did mention that the others were away on business at the time of your hiring. Walking into the lobby, you head for the elevators and make your way to the top floor. When the elevator doors opened, the office space looked much more lively than before. With all Bonten members here the hallways were now buzzing with underlings. Looking around you noticed that you were the only woman here. To be fair, it was hard to hire someone who is trustworthy and loyal. Anyone who had some sort of criminal past were usually denied employment so that they don’t attract attention or to avoid potential surveillance.

With your heels clicking down the hall, you headed for your office and noticed that you had a visitor. Sitting on your chair was none other than Ran Haitani. You felt your stomach drop. He was oh so casually sitting on your chair as if it was his own desk. “Good morning, gorgeous.” He said in a coy tone, his eyes reflected mischief and desire. Hanging your sweater and purse, you address him while avoiding eye contact. “Mr. Haitani, what can I do for you?” His eyes trailed along your figure, something about you was reeling him in and he wanted to know why. Since yesterday’s meeting, you plagued his thoughts and he couldn’t get you out of his head.

“So you’re Kokonoi’s little plaything, huh?” He teases and stands up, slowly making his way around your desk towards you. You bite the inside of your cheek and swallow the urge to scoff at him. “I’m his personal assistant, yes.” You say sharply. He could only smirk as he figured he struck a chord with you. He was inching closer and you felt your knees getting weak, those eyes that held the world were in front of you again. Though his hair was clean cut and he’s brandishing a new neck tattoo - he gave off the same sensations as before. It felt like he was backing you into a corner. He was towering over you, his figure dwarfed your own and you knew he was going to try something. The tips of your ears felt hot, his scent was just as intoxicating as ever and if it weren’t for your past - you would have gone in for the kill.

Building up the courage to speak, you tried to keep yourself in check before even opening your mouth. “Please step out of my office if you have nothing better to do.” You say dryly and move away from him to sit at your desk. It’s the first time he’s had a woman ignore his advances…well kind of. There was one person who did manage to hold him off for so long before she caved. His snicker echoed in your ear, almost making you turn around to face him. “A little feisty, I like that. Don’t worry, I’ll break down those pretty little walls of yours soon enough.” If it’s one thing that always irked you about Ran, it was his damn conceited nature. The world revolves around him in his head. Your scent perforated his nostrils and he felt a shiver run down his spine. It was a familiar scent that was bringing back old memories. Looking down at your hands, he was searching for a possible wedding ring. He could care less if you were married but still wanted the satisfaction of taking another man’s woman. What caught his attention was your right hand’s ring finger - it was adorned by a black titanium ring with an orchid engraved around the band. It was beautiful, he didn’t notice it on you yesterday but why did it make a pang in his chest?

The knock on the door made you both look up and face the doorway, Kokonoi was standing there and the expression on his face was enough to make Ran back away. He was not amused to find Ran in your office. It was enough to confirm his suspicions about you. “Would you be so kind and fuck off Haitani?” Kokonoi says. The tone was playful but you knew better. Great, it hasn’t even been a full 24 hours and Ran was already finding ways to jeopardize your job. The shit eating grin on his face only made the vein on Kokonoi’s forehead almost burst. As your nightmare walked out the door and closed it behind him, you exhaled a sigh of relief and were met with another nightmare.

“You could have told me the truth, (Y/N).” He says and takes a seat across from your desk. His feline-like eyes were analyzing your every move and were looking for signs of deception. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You scoff, as much as you get along with him - he is your boss, not a friend. “You two had history.” Hearing those words made you pinch the bridge of your nose, he dug deeper into your past. He questioned you, asking all sorts of things that were making your head spin. You explained to him that you only recognized Ran and Rindou, maybe even recognized Kakucho from his scar. Everyone else was a blur and it’s not like they recognized you either. “Had I known Ran was here, I would have never taken this job - we didn’t end on good terms.” You confess with venom on your tongue. It wasn’t like he gave you a full blown description of Bonten’s members when you joined the team.

“So, what do you want me to do? Do I start packing my shit?” You retort when he scoffs at your confession. As much as Kokonoi knew this was going to be a bad idea, he had no choice - you were his golden goose. He needed you just as much as you needed this job. “No, you will keep doing your job and keep him at bay. Do not allow him to get any closer.” It was a warning that left you a little uneasy. Was there something else he wanted to say to you about Ran? As he began to stand, you interrupted his leave with a bow. “Hajime…thank you.” You say and wait for him to leave. He chuckles and mutters under his breath, “You’re not in the clear yet, (Y/N).” Things were going to get much more interesting in Bonten’s office.

A few weeks went by in a flash, more than half the time you avoided Ran and kept your distance. Either spending time in Kokonoi’s office or Manjiro’s office so that he couldn’t strike a private conversation with you was going over smoothly. Though one day you were forced to visit his office as he forgot to sign a contract. Taking a deep breath you counted to 3 before knocking on his door and walking in. “Aw, did you miss me darling?” He says coly and flashes you a smirk. Ugh, you wanted to throw something at him. Putting the documents in front of him, you informed him that he needed to sign the contract before tomorrow’s deadline. “I attached tabs in all sections that require your signature. Please leave the completed contract on my desk before the end of the night.” Before walking away, he stopped you and asked you rather redundant questions. “Sorry darling, you see, I have terrible eyesight, can you come and show me?” Though he was partly bullshitting, he was also telling the truth - knowing this, you had no choice but to point out exactly where he needed to sign.

Walking around his desk to be at his side, you carefully kept a gap between you so that he wouldn’t try to lean in. “Each page has these little purple tabs-” You began when he rolled his chair closer to you. He picked up on your scent. It made his mouth salivate, a natural reflex that he had when he was close to someone he wanted. Finishing your instructions, you turned on your heels and walked out of his office without looking at him. You set a fire in him - he was determined to have you.

Even an hour after you left, he could still smell your perfume and it made his mind linger. Brushing his lips with his fingers, he wondered what you tasted like and wondered how your pretty little face would look when contorted with pleasure. Feeling the blood rush south, he palms his member and smirks to himself. Gonna make her bend over soon… His depraved thoughts were beginning to cloud judgment. The pinging sound of a notification snapped him out of his delusion. Looking down at the screen he frowned when he read the name in the notice. His fiance texted him, asking him when she should expect him home as she has a surprise for him.

From: (F/N)

Baby, what time will you be here? I have a surprise for you. ❤️

End Message.

Smirking, he replied back with a ‘i don’t know but it better be that sweet pussy of yours.’ Oh, did we forget to mention that he’s engaged? It was a business engagement, he needed to marry a powerful businessman’s daughter to take control of their assets. Bonten didn’t care about playing dirty, using someone as collateral was child’s play and who better to send than Japan’s best womanizer? Though he was warming up to the idea of having a wife, he wasn’t too keen on opening his heart all the way. He was in this for the money, power and his own pleasure. Tossing his phone aside he began to work and pushed all thoughts out of his head.

As the day was coming to an end he was getting ready to leave when Rindou walked into his office. “Aniki (兄貴). That new girl, I feel like we’ve seen her before.” He said. They had no idea they were right. You were indeed familiar to them both, however, with this much time between now and then - it was hard for them to even remember you. “You watch too much porn, little brother, all those girls' faces are starting to blend together. If I had known her, she’d be bent over my desk by now - they always cave when I come back.” Ran smirks and heads out. However, Rindou was right - something felt off and he couldn’t put his finger on it. You looked familiar, your scent also seemed familiar, for fuck sake - even your resistance felt familiar. Who are you, really?

When he gets home, he gets greeted with the loving arms of his fiance. Her embrace felt a little foreign as did her kiss. When he hesitated, she questioned him. “What’s wrong? Had a rough day at work?” She asks and begins to undress in front of him. She was planning on surprising him with a new lingerie set she bought, of course daddy’s money spares no expense. His eyes gloss over and he shrugs off the odd feeling that plagued the corners of his mind. Diving into the abyss, he couldn’t help but think about you. Your figure, your tone, your pouty lips… Ran was pretty much absent minded the entire time he was having sex with his fiance. Too drunk off his cock to even notice that her fiance’s mind was wandering and thinking of someone else, she had no idea that Ran was becoming infatuated with someone else.

By the end of night, he layed wide awake in bed as his fiance snuggled against him and she slept without a care in the world. He looked over at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was almost 3:00am. He was going to have a hard time waking up in the morning. Closing his eyes he tried his best to drift off.

In his dreams he saw a mirror, he could see himself and how tired he looked. Then the image changed, the mirror became a window into someone's room. The window had an overall view of what he figured was a girl’s room. The more he observed the space, the more the room looked familiar and he felt a warming sensation in his chest. A young girl appeared, he couldn’t see her face but the scenes began to unfold. She’d sleep, wake up, roll around in bed while talking on the phone and laughs. She looked like she’s in love. All movements quickened, it almost looked like he was peering through someone’s memory. Almost like a home movie that someone quickened the playback speed on. He saw this girl grow and change, yet he couldn’t see her face.

The playback speed normalized itself when a youngman appeared. The girl and boy shared their first kiss. Through that window, he saw his younger self - he must have been about 13 years old. It made his heart race, who was that girl? The scenes sped up again. As the scenes progressed, her face was starting to become clear. He witnessed their growth and even saw her reaction when he showed up with a buzz cut. She cried and laughed, but most importantly she looked like she was glad that he was home. When he saw her smile, he felt tears streaming down his face. Just looking away for a second, he wiped the tears from his eyes and looked back at the window. He saw himself with her but they were a little older, he recognized himself as 18 year old Ran Haitani. His signature braids became undone when the girl removed his hair ties and ran her hand through his hair.

A lump began to form in his throat… The scene unfolding in front of him was the moment he took her virginity. It was an intimate and sacred moment. He was calming her and soothing her pain with kisses and words. Soon he could see himself get lost in her. They were both in love. When the girl turned to face the window, she had tears in her eyes and the broken look on her face made his heart stop. It can't be… When he got a clear look at her face, she turned to look at him through that window and reached out for him while screaming his name.

The scream jolted him awake. He was sweating and his heart was pounding, pounding as if he had a drum in his chest. Taking in his surroundings, he realized he was back home and quickly turned to see who was next to him. It was his fiance, she was sound asleep and he felt a knot in his stomach. These memories, why were they coming back now? His mind kept bouncing back and forth between the dream he had and now. Then it finally hit him - that girl in his dreams was you. The same woman that was running through his mind all day yesterday was the same person in his dreams.

The memories came flooding back, his chest was beginning to hurt and the pain was becoming unbearable. Your resistance made sense now, but why didn’t you tell him who you are? How did you get wrapped up in Bonten? Does Kokonoi know the truth? Why did he have to hire you? The thing that threw him over the edge was the fact that you still carried that ring. It’s the ring he gave you when you turned 17. It was making him sick. He quietly got up and headed to the bathroom to expel last night’s dinner. There was a reason why he left you the way he did. Ran peaked out the door to see his fiance still sleeping in bed - she was a heavy sleeper like him so he could get away with making a little noise. She didn’t move an inch as Ran got dressed and headed out the door.

For once in his life, he was at the office early - it even caught the security guards in the lobby by surprise. The closer he got to the top floor, the more he dreaded seeing you - he didn’t want to relive the bitter separation again. He was going to make you quit today so that you could never come back to this fucked up world of his. As the elevator doors opened, he saw that not a lot of people were here. Good, I can get into her office without calling too much attention. He thinks to himself and makes a beeline towards your door. He was determined to make you quit Bonten.

He was caught off guard when his eyes landed on you, he wasn’t expecting you to be there so early. All the sentences he formed inside his head somehow became a blur. Ran froze in place as you were too busy to notice him, you were on your tippy toes trying to reach a binder from one of the higher shelves. It reminded him of when he would hang something over your head and you struggled to reach it. The memory of your soft laughs and pouty lips made his skin burn.

Sighing in defeat, you turned around and were startled by Ran standing in the doorway. “Mr. Haitani, was there something you needed?” You ask as you pull the chair from your desk towards the bookshelf. It was as if you immediately shut down the classic ‘Need a hand?’ question that was cliche in the movies or dramas. What surprised him the most was the fact that you were still acting like a stranger.

Clearing his throat, he stepped inside your office and closed the door. He felt his knees get weaker as he walked closer to you. Remember your objective… The little voice inside his head said. Trying to keep it together, he approached you and cleared his throat once again. “Again, did you need something?” You say in annoyance at his pathetic attempt to keep your attention. Does she really not remember me? As you got what you needed from the shelf, you set the binders on your desk and began to move the chair back to its place but Ran was in your way. Without saying a word, he took the chair from you and pushed it aside. This was odd, why is he in your office and what the hell does he want?

Taking a moment to pull himself together he finally spoke. “I need to ask you something.” He manages to say rather quickly. Raising your brow, you looked at him and were a little surprised. The look on his face signaled that he was uneasy. It was a first to see him like this - out of all the years you’ve known him, he was always so confident or at least pretended to be. Nodding, you prepared to be asked if you needed a good fuck or a one night stand. That’s just the person he was, it wouldn’t have surprised you one bit. “What the hell are you doing here?” Your eyes widened slightly as you were taken back by his abrasiveness. What the hell did he mean by…oh. Before you could even open your mouth, Ran continued. “Do you have any idea what you got yourself into? The type of people that run this organization? Are you that stupid or blind that you can’t see the bigger picture?” By the second question he was yelling at you and for a moment he made you feel so small as he inched closer to you.

You squared up to him and yelled back at him. “Don’t you dare tell me how to live my life when you haven’t been part of it for over 12 fucking years.” You were biting back tears. Ran didn’t want anything to do with you when you broke up, so why was he acting like he cares now? There was so much acerbity behind those words that it felt like a punch to the gut. Truth be told, you weren’t a child anymore - you were a grown woman and were more than capable of making your own decisions. Scoffing, Ran pinched the bridge of his nose. He wanted to throw you out, he didn’t want you to be here - you could go anywhere else but here. “It’s a little too late for you to pretend to care, Ran.” You spat back at him. Ran could feel his blood boiling and seeing you like this was burning his threads of self control. He wanted to touch you, to kiss you, to tell you he’s sorry.

He furrowed his eyebrows and glared at you. “I left so that you wouldn’t have to deal with this part of my life!” His voice boomed in the room and made you flinch. As much as it pained him, he needed to break you first so that you could hate him and stay away. After Izana’s and Emma’s death, he realized that anyone could get caught in the crossfire. Emma was an innocent victim, the Kanto incident took 3, almost 4 lives. He fought with Rindou about it but ended up letting you go. His words almost made everything go silent, you could only hear the ticking of the clock on the wall and the pounding of your heart in your chest. “...get out.” Was all you could manage to say. You didn’t want to hear any excuses he had to offer, especially after what he put you through. You blinked and found yourself pinned against your desk with Ran towering over you.

Caging you between him and the desk, he leaned down to be face to face with you as he spoke with a heavy tone. “Were their deaths not enough for you? Tenjiku lost their leader and friend, Sano Manjiro lost his sister and I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you.” The realization that he was referring to the same Manjiro that is the head of Boten made your heart sink. “R-Ran-” You stutter but he cuts you off. “We abandoned everything we loved and built an empire. We murder, extort, rape, sell women like you and destroy everything that gets in our way. Is that the world you really want to live in? Constantly watching your back in fear that someone will put a bullet in your head?” The obvious didn’t need to be stated, you knew what you were walking into the moment Kokonoi approached you. Your previous boss was partially involved in Bonten as a ‘business’ partner. You were warned well before you even took the job that Kokonoi offered.

Before you knew it your anger reached a boiling point and you screamed at him. “IT IS NO DIFFERENT NOW THAN IT WAS BACK THEN!” You were right, it all came with dating a Haitani or anyone in Tenjiku. “I fought tooth and nail for you. Even after you destroyed me I still had to face people who were after you. It didn’t matter…” He was taken back by the raw emotions that were spilling out of you. The tears that streamed down the sides of your face only made his chest hurt even more. Seeing you in this state, seeing your lips quiver and seeing how you were panting - he felt warmth in the pit of his stomach. Were you always this beautiful when you were a fucking wreck?

Just as he wanted to close the distance, someone bursted into the office to see what all the screaming was about. Kokonoi made a beeline towards you both. “You two, separate. Now!” He demanded and had a scowl on his face. Shoving Ran off of you, you straightened yourself up and Ran followed suit. “I told you to stay away from her and what do you do? You have her at an impasse!” Kokonoi chew’s Ran out for disobeying a direct order. “This doesn’t concern you.” Ran vituperates, he could only see red. “Permission to leave…” You ask Kokonoi and pray that he says yes. “Granted.” He says without missing a beat. As you walked away, Ran tried to stop you but Koko intervened. If looks could kill.

END PT 1.

Exiting your office, you notice the multiple pairs of eyes that were fixed on you. They heard everything, the cat was out of the bag and you just wanted to hide. The other admins and executives were there too. Rindou felt bad for seeing you like this again. As much as he liked you at the time of your separation, he couldn’t bear to lose you or else Ran would end up losing himself.

Sanzu approached you and offered to take you home. You declined, you wanted to be alone, he was bound to ask questions. The last thing you wanted was to remember more of your past. “At least let me walk you to the lobby.” He said softly and patted your head. As crazy as he was, there was still a little sweetness inside him and you found it rather endearing. As you stepped into the elevator, you could see Ran emerge from your office and search for you. He was determined to make you quit no matter what, even if Kokonoi refuses to let you go - he needed you to stay away. This wasn’t the life he wanted for you. Perhaps if he would have stayed with you, maybe - just maybe you would have been able to change his future.

Tags: @anxious-chick @reiners-milkbiddies

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jade-green-butterfly · 2 months

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💘💖~Happy Valentine’s Day 2024!~💖💘

🎶Watashitachi no sekai wa - mahou wo kakerarete, Ai suru to kime kisae - namida ni fuujirareteru, Boy futari de jumon wo sagashi ni ikou, Kinjirare ta yume wo - kanaerareru kuni he... (Our world is under a spell, Even the excitement of our love is sealed in our tears, Boy, let's go together to find that charm, To the land of where forbidden dreams may come true...) Dare ni mo naisho de - ashita machi awaseshiyou, Itsuka kotori wo ume ta - yoake no mieru oka de... Tsumetai asamoya - kimi to te wo tsunaidara, Hikaru michi no fuuin ga tokeru yo! Hateshinaku...~ (Alone, tomorrow, let's secretly meet, Up on the hill where small birds are buried... Someday, when I hold your hand in the cold morning mist, And the seal of the shining road will be broken! Forever...~) Kirawa retakunaikara - kokoro wokakushiteta... Warai kaketekuretane - hontoni ureshikatta, Boy watashi ni yuuki woataetehoshii, Kinoumadeno subete - zero nidekiru chikara... (I didn't wish to get heartbroken, so I hid my feelings... I was happy, for you gave me that smile, Boy, give me courage, To make everything that happened zero...) Dare nimo naishode - sotto kuchiduke shiyou, Itsuka yoma nakunatta - furui ehon no youni... Asatsuyu ichimen - kaze gakira mekasetara, Hikaru michi wa massuguni tsuduku yo! Dokomademo~ (Let's kiss quietly in secret, Like an old picture book we're unable to read... When the wind blows in the morning dew, The shining road will stretch on forever! Always~) Callin' you! Kanashi i yoru ha kimi no namae wo tonae runo... Callin' you! Sore wa sekai no kusari wohodoku jumon nano...~ (Callin' you! Calling out your name in a sad night... Callin' you! That will be the key to break the enchantment of the world...~) Dare nimonaishode- ashita machiawase shiyou, Itsukaminna tabidatsu - mirai no mie ru oka de, Tsume tai asa moya kimi to aru kidashitara... Hikaru michi wa massuguni tsuduku yo! Dokomademo...~ (Alone, tomorrow, let's secretly meet, On the hill where we can see the future of everyone's journeys, Someday, when I walk with you in the cold morning mist... The shining road will stretch on forever! Always...~)🎶

- Aya Hiroshige, Sonic X (2003)

~🐶☀️💕🦋🦌~

It's that special time once again, to show your heart and spread the love to all you care for~💕💝💕🤗And this year, I would like to take opportunity to dedicate my annual Valentine to my newest OTP, Smiling Critter DogDay x my OC, DeerDelight~🐶☀️💘🦋🦌 I was thinking what songs would fit their ship, and one that stood out to me the most, was one I've listened to ever since I finished college, back in 2008 - 'Hikaru Michi' a.k.a 'The Shining Road', which is the second closing theme to the well-known anime, Sonic X~🎶I remember seeing a music video years ago with tender moments between Sonic and Amy Rose from the show, and that was when inspiration struck~💡💗✍️ I decided to draw DogDay and DeerDelight in the same emotional reunion with Sonic and Amy, where he promised he would never leave her ;w; But instead of a rose, I chose forget-me-nots for DogDay to give to DeerDelight. The reason, is the meaning behind them - a symbol of true love and devotion, declaring love to another and representing a promise that you will always remember them~💝 Forget-me-nots are also considered a symbol of fidelity (loyalty) and faithfulness~🫶🏻 And this is what is happening between the two adorable critters right now. With DogDay declaring his love to DeerDelight (something she had always secretly hoped and wished for~🌟🙏🏻) and vowing that he will never ever forget her, and will always be with her by her side, no matter what...~🥹To which DeerDelight emotionally yet happily accepts, as they seal their love with a tender kiss and embrace~🐶☀️💕🦋🦌

To give the wholesome moment between DogDay and DeerDelight more feeling, I decided to add the last three sentences of the last verse of the song, both in Japanese and English, along with adding details of the shadowing and falling tears, which I have to say I'm really proud of~👍🏻😊✨ ‘Sigh...~’💕😌I am ever so pleased of how this precious piece turned out, just the way I imagined it to be and I really enjoyed working on it too~💓🥰 And a very💗💘💝~Happy Valentine’s Day 2024~💝💘💗to you too, my lovelies~! =^o^=🫂Hope you all like as well, have a lovely day and spread the love~!💞🫶🏻💕😍💕🫶🏻💞xoxo.

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

DogDay (c) Poppy Playtime/Mob Entertainment DeerDelight (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!)

#poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #smiling critters #smiling critters oc #canonxoc #dogday #deerdelight #dogday x deerdelight #vanilla nutmeg #otp #sonic x #the shining road #hikaru michi #valentine's day 2024 #happy valentine's day 2024 #with lots of love from jussy~<33 xoxo.#jade-green-butterfly

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soleillunne · 4 months

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— happy new year everyone!

İ would like to start this by saying that while it hasn't been that long since I've been here I've had a great 2023 here and I've made lots of new friends that i would die for. So thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for making this year great :) İ haven't been able to talk with you for some time and i hope to fix that soon so here are some people that helped me through 2023.

May 2024 be better for all of us <3

-Aly

@https-furina ; MY LOVE!! We haven't known each other for long, but you've managed to worm your way in my heart regardless. You've been there for me for the short time we've known each other and i can't express how much i appreciate everything you did for me. İ say this very often but I'm truly so happy i met you. You're the reason I'm still here, and you've made me feel happy, truly happy, for the first time this year. İ can't thank you enough.

@lillonvia ; LİLİ BELOVED!! Talking with you is so fun and there's never a dull moment with you and i love you so so much!! İ wish i could take away your problems so that you'd never frown again.

@umgatochamadopercyval ; CLARA!! we've known each other for a very very short time and i haven't been able to talk with you as much as I'd like but i will fix that this year (as soon as exams are over-) but i want you to know in the short time I've known you, you've always made me smile and i appreciate it more than i can express.

@idyllic-affections ; APHH Hİ!! thank you for always listening to my silly ideas and rambles and being patient with me <33 it's always a pleasure seeing you on my dash and you always make my day a lil bit better MWAH

@ilyuu ; YUİ SWEETHEART!! i love talking to you sm and it's been so long but just know my inbox is open whenever <33 i love whenever i talk to you bc you're so so energetic and it makes me feel happy that you're having fun when talking w me!!

@7kei-soft ; (i searched for your blog for like 15 minutes aya help me) you're one of my earliest mutuals here and i love talking with you!! Thank you for sticking w me through everything

@kopivie ; gosh it's been super long since i talked with you last but you hold a special place in my heart either way. İ understand life has been hard for you lately but my inbox is always open for you and I'm down to talk about anything!! İ hope 2024 treats you better (just like you deserve)

@supernova25 ; Hİ SWEETHEART!! you're so so fun to talk to and it always makes me smile whenever i see you on dash !!

@n3r0-1417 ; ARİİİ Hİ!! you're so so sweet and i love talking with you!! İ haven't been able to lately and I'm so sorry for that, but i promise I'll be back with chaos soon!!

@papiliotao ; REİ SWEETHEART!! You're like a sister to me and i love you so so much i hope you have the greatest year ever <33 not much to say right now but just know that I'll be in your inbox soon enough hehe

@delusina ; KAZU Hİ!! i know you probably won't see this now as you're taking a break however i just wanted to say thank you for all the times you've been here for me <33 I'll be here once you're back, so please take care of yourself !

@kazumist ; AKİ!! gosh i haven't talked with you since ebg i think and i miss you RAAAAA you're so sweet and i hope you're doing alright!!

@yaminohimeyume ; YUME YUME Hİ!! we haven't been mutuals that long but you're the sweetest ever and you're so so kind to me and i hope you know how much i appreciate it <33

@ryuryuryuyurboat ; RYUU Hİ!! we haven't been mutuals for long either but i love talking with you so much <33 I'll get to know you better this year trust

@nordicbananas ; SHROOM!! you've been here since i started writing, silently cheering me from the background and i can't thank you enough. Seeing you in my notifs always made me smile and kept me going when i felt like i no longer could.

@alexisomnias ; ALEXİS Hİ!! We haven't been able to talk in forever but I've always enjoyed talking with you!! You're so so sweet and i hope you never lose that spark <3

@mccnstruck ; ZEE!! Hi hi!! Talking with you is so fun and you're so so sweet AAA i don't have much to say for you but RAAAA İ GİVE KİTH

@mysnowmanandmebaby ; JO!! we haven't talked much on Tumblr but you keep sending me Xiao pics on discord and i scream everytime- cough i mean ahem (thank you <3)

@zhongrin ; miss Rin!! İ want to start by saying thank you for putting up with me bdndjd I'm a lot to handle sometimes but you're so kind to me aaaaa i love dropping by your cafe to talk with you sm and you always listen no matter what it's about i can't thank you enough <3

@m1shapanda ; MİSHAAAAAAA Hİ OMG HOW ARE YOU I'm so sorry i haven't been able to drop by and scream more often we'll have to fix that soon RAAAA

@dustofthedailylife ; we haven't talked much but i love stalking your blog when I'm bored enough /lh you're so sweet and so so kind (I'm just shy) but i hope I'll be able to talk w you more often this year!!

@mikacynth ; MİKA SWEETHEART it's been so long since i last saw you on dash and i hope life's treating you well !! İ hope you have a great new year bc you deserve it mwah!! Thank you for being there for me

@camvrin ; THE CHAOS CHİLD!! hi!! You're so chaotic i love it. You never fail to make me smile and i can talk about anything with you for hours on end. İt's always refreshing to talk with you as i never know where the conversation will go

@floraldresvi ; Vİ !! MY LİGHT!! The queen of selfship!! You're probably the reason i feel comfortable sharing selfship on this hellsite bc you never once judged me for it and I'm v v happy to see yours as well!! Flower anon made a bunch of appearances on my inbox this year and im keeping every single one and i appreciate it sm MWAH MWAH KİTH FOR YOU

@lovelyney ; hi fawn!! Confession time i actually screamed when you first followed me lmao it's been a while since we've talked but it's been so fun everytime we did!! Thanks for listening to my rambles !!

@i23kazu ; YİNGİEEEEE Hİ!! you're the sweetest person ever and you deserve the best and RAAAA i love you sm you're so so kind and i hope this year treats you well <3

#my mutuals are like my siblings #i dont take no for an answer #i love all of you sm mwah #if i missed anyone ill cry #happy new year everyone #theres still like 4 hours for me but still

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milequaritchsslut · 1 year

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Neteyam x Dead Reader Part 3

Warnings: hinting of suicide, crying

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

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“Neteyam!” You spoke. Could this really be happening? Your sweet boy did it for you, why did Ewya let this happen? Your mind warped into millions of horrible scenarios as you sat there. Your mates body laid in your arms, as you searched for any signs of life still inside him.

Slowly you watched his dull amber eyes awaken. “Neteyam!” You spoke, holding his head in your soft hands. “Y-y/n?” He asks, still waking up from his short slumber. Your face glowed in aspiration from his response. “Oh Neteyam you are such a fool” you let out, as you nuzzled your face into his. A tear dared to fall from your glossy eyes, your mate holding you closer in his embrace. His hand coming to hold your head into his chest, as tears flooded your vision. You missed him so much, you hadn’t touched him like this in so long.

“W-why are you crying my love?” He asked, not realizing where he was. Though you could laugh at his foolish response. You were still mad at him, he was so childish. He didn’t think of the consequences of his actions, what was his family going to think? More importantly how were they going to feel? “I can’t believe you did that Teyam, I can’t believe you!” You yelled, furious with your mate. Confused, he backtracked his memories. His eyes widened as he remembered, his physical body was gone. He was with you forever, he would never leave you now. Looking into your teary eyes, a long smile grew onto his face. “My love we’ll never be apart again!” Watching the tears fall from your soft features, he quickly got up. Planting kisses along your face, holding you closer into him. His one dream was now true, you were now with each-other. He had waited so long for this day, and now it was here. All of those nights that his wails filled his hut and he cried for your embrace, were now just past memories. He would never feel that retched feeling again, not as long as you were here.

To his surprise he felt a small hand come to tap on his shoulder, looking behind him he was met with a little Na’vi girl, who had a huge smile on her face. Looking back at you, his gaze was set on your expression looking for an answer. “Is she mine?” He asked, awaiting your answer. As you looked back at him, all anger that was inside of you quickly flushed away. You quickly nodded at him, a beautiful smile luminating off your face. The realization turned his mouth a-gap, as he looked back at her. Tears prickled at his eyes, he had a child. He had one with you, his prayers had been answered once again. Right away he brought the little girl into his arms, squeezing her as if it was his last.

“What is your name sweetie?” He asked, coming to look into her eyes. “She cannot speak yet you Skxwang” You teased, as you came to join into the embrace. This is what he had waited for, was this Eywas way of rewarding him? Nonetheless it didn’t matter, all that mattered was that you were here in his arms. You were going to stay with him forever now, never leaving his side. The fact you were together for eternity made his heart beat out of his chest. He couldn’t have asked for a better ending, a better way of leaving his home. A better reason for saying goodbye to everything he’d ever known. You were his, forever and always.

I hope you liked it guys! I will be making a Part 4 so lmk if you wanna be tagged

Taglist: @im-in-a-pansexual-panik @not-aya @angrypomeranianwifey @your-girl-mj @divineei @dyingofcookies @iwanttogohomeandtakeanap

#avatar #avatar the way of water #neteyam x na'vi!reader #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x you #neteyam #neteyam fluff #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #neteyam angst #atwow neteyam #neteyam x reader #neteyam avatar #neteyam x dead!reader #neteyam x female reader #atwow x you #atwow imagines

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remingtoniii · 2 months

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BSD Theory

(Summary at the bottom)

I saw a post (https://www.tumblr.com/sherxplained/743992135434518528/so-long-awaited-fyodors-backstory-asagiri?source=share) that said that Fyodor could have created the abilities, and that's why we see him in the time of the crusades. (I personally thought this was very interesting, and it made me think.) His ability name could have been inspired by that, as he did the crime and must accept the punishment:

Immortality

Whatever punishment Bram Stoker decides on

Being something completely new [will explain] )

So, as we can see, Dostoevsky was caught at Bram's palace. In the newest chapter, Bram orders that he is executed. This leaves us to wonder how Dostoevsky managed to take control of Bram. So, many years later, Bram is under Dostoevsky (but different version). It's clear that Bram has lots of enemies (the Sultan, Rome, etc), as he's accused of being a spy for a few people before his punishment is ordered.

Dostoevsky talked about how Bram is "the Devil", and it leads to a conversation about how both the Devil and humans were created by gods, which "Would it not stand to reason that both are just as cruel?" (Bram Stoker). Clearly, people have been attacking Bram for many years, and he's under the impression that humans are all cruel (we'll have to see how this ties back to the person who looked like Aya Koda). According to the wiki, his cells were mutated due to an ability, which caused him to, you know, vampire it all up in here. My prediction is that Bram was shunned by humanity due to this, and all of the people against him and the vampires are people he has deemed cruel and devilish, like him.

Dostoevsky could have been replaced. Based on the memory that Sigma sees, we can infer that he was lying about the split personality, like he said. The scar on his face most likely didn't heal, so what happened to him? How has he lived this long?

My personal theory is that he is eternally youthful, but when he passes away due to being murdered or however, he spawns in somewhere else, for lack of a better word, completely free of that scar. I think he got the scar by doing something humane, maybe saving a person. In the original Crime and Punishment, Raskolnikov saves a girl early in the book, and wonders why he did it. He later thinks he has no humanity. What if Dostoevsky protected someone, and by doing so, committed a crime worse than mass terrorism, like killing a priest, or some other holy figure? His punishment is to live forever without the thing that reminds him of his humanity.

We don't know his ability, but my bet is that he was shunned by humans for it. There, he turned to the church, believing that as God was the one who blessed him with the abilities, he would still love him. There, he met someone worth protecting, someone who gave him life (My bet is that there is a parallel to irl Nikolai Gogol and BSD Dostoevsky), and he suddenly has someone to live for. Then, something happens, he protects the person, but they no longer think of him as human, or probably start praying while he watches, praying to be saved from Dostoevsky. There, he uses his ability on his friend, killing them. His punishment for the crime is for his humanity to be stripped away. This is also a parallel to Jesus, where he died as a punishment for humanity's sins, but instead of coming back only once (or twice with the rapture), he repeatedly comes back, and every time, his humanity leaves him again, coming back more and more inhuman as time goes on, paying for his own sins.

Now, this is all incredibly farfetched, but these are my own theories and thoughts on the newest chapter.

Summary: Dostoevsky will reincarnate into a new, injury free version of his body as a punishment for his actions before BSD 113

#bungou stray dogs #bsd 113 #bsd fyodor #theory #bram stoker #bsd bram #fyodor #sigma #bsd spoilers #bsd #vampire #biblical parallels #jesus parallel #fyodor backstory theory

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radvimes · 1 month

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My Phinabella Headcanon -or- Why Phinabella Wouldn't Drift Apart Before Getting Together

(edit: as a neurodivergent person, I'm probably going to just keep adding to this post, like, forever...)

I know I'm, like, almost a decade late to the party, so I don't know who's left around here to read this, but after watching most of Phineas and Ferb, including AYA, hearing other people's analysis of Phinabella, particularly in light of Isabella's bday episode, the picnic episode, the haunted house episode, NOTLP, and Summer Belongs to You, binging a large amount of Phinabella fanfics and art over the last week, and pondering on all of that, I just really feel the need to write out how I see those 2 crazy kids' relationship progressing through their preteen/teen years and into adulthood.

First off, as a technically inclined male (I'm a software engineer, and always loved tech as a kid) with ADHD/the neurodivergent grab bag who had to train himself to pick up on social cues, particularly cues from the girls in my life, I identify so strongly with Phineas. He is, in many ways, the kid I would have wanted to be growing up. Smart, capable, charismatic, with a good friend group, and best friends with the amazing girl next door. It really sounds like a dream life for an ADHD kid like me.

I bring this up to say that, speaking from experience, those relationships, particularly the ones with Ferb and Isabella, would be everything to Phineas. We see this with how he wants to include as many of his friends as he can in his adventures. We see this in the fact that his adventures and inventions almost always have to do with helping a friend/family member or are inspired by them. And, as the show progresses, we see that this is never more true than with him and Isabella. Yes, it would likely take him a few years to pick up on what Isabella's crush meant, but we can see that, even from a young age, he absolutely recognizes that she is a close friend, wants to spend time with her and do things with/for her more than he does the rest of his friends, and is frequently and regularly attentive to her needs as he perceives them. He recognizes that she is important to him, even if romance isn't consciously a part of that for him when they are younger, which is fine, because he's just a kid. He'll get there. To say it a different way, the kid is neurodivergent, and has his passion projects. Once it registers that she's important to him, that fact becomes a bedrock of his existence, of how he experiences the world. That's just how his brain works. It then becomes a permanent passion project to demonstrate how she is important to him. The important thing is that their foundation of friendship is firmly established, and he will spend the rest of his life building on it if she lets him.

On the other side of that, I think we see, through moments like during Isabella's bday, the picnic, NOTLP, and on the desert island at the end of Summer Belongs to You, that Isabella is beginning to recognize this dynamic. She's learning to accept that he's not there yet romantically, and that the things she's loves about him don't require him to be there yet. She loves his dedication, his attention, and how he brings out the best in her. He always says and does things to build her up and show that she is important to him. He depends on her in many ways, and they always have each other's back and their best interests in heart. She can meet him halfway, accept the good in their relationship as it is, and let it progress naturally. I particularly see this in the desert island moment, when Phineas, who isn't used to things going wrong pretty much ever, finally sputters out and sits down. He could have had a breakdown or an explosive fit that things weren't going his way, could have continued to frantically brainstorm with Ferb, but he didn't. He sat down and quietly sought solace in a peaceful moment alone with Isabella. You can see the mix of emotions she felt as she processed what that moment meant, and then realized that she needed to meet him halfway and inspire him to get back up and keep moving, even though she had just said that she so wanted that quiet moment alone with him. And in so doing, as he leapt back up and gave her a big hug in thanks, that really cemented their relationship all the more. While part of her would love him to reciprocate her crush in similar fashion to how she wants to express her feelings, ultimately, she just wants him to show her she's special to him via preferential treatment, quality one on one time, and words of affirmation, and he can and does do those things all the time. She is learning she can wait for the rest. Also, let's not forget that she's been to the future. She knows that she gets to be Aunt Isabella eventually! Between that and the care that she sees him give her as kids, while it might be hard to wait sometimes, I have to believe that she would stick with her best friend.

The other piece I would throw in here is that, while society often puts a big wall between being friends and being lovers, my experience is that the best romantic relationships are founded on strong friendships first, before infatuation and physical attraction ever enter into the equation in a meaningful way. As such, I think it's really reasonable to assume that their path forward is what I recently saw described as the "friends to idiots to lovers" trope. They would absolutely continue to be best friends, having each other's back and confiding in one another, for years. Isabella would continue to try to profess her feelings from time to time as we saw her do in the show, and Phineas would probably assure her that he likes and appreciates her, too. If she felt down about things from time to time, he would absolutely sense that, even if he didn't understand the complete significance of it, and he would reach out, probably with an invention or adventure or ice cream date or 2, because those things always helped her out of her funks before, and she would appreciate his attentiveness and attention.

Then, somewhere along the line, I imagine that their friendship would naturally begin to evolve into something a bit more tender, though they would both be in denial about it. Isabella would have spent so long telling herself to keep expectations low that she would have conditioned herself not to consciously read too much into anything Phineas says or does, and Phineas would be all "we're just really close friends, this is just how we've always acted". Meanwhile, they, like, eat lunch together every day, work their schedules to have a bunch of the same classes, walk/drive to school together every day, etc. They have a standing weekly movie/dinner night where, over the course of years, they now pretty much always end up snuggling on the couch while Phineas tries out fancy new massage tools and techniques he's developed because he knows Isabella gets sore muscles from sports and Fireside Girl-related activities. They stay over at each other's houses until all hours of the night, and regularly sleep on each other's couches when it gets too late. He gives her lots of hugs when she does something he really appreciates or when she's down. She gives him little chaste kisses on the cheek when he does something particularly thoughtful (the first time she did it, she thought she was pushing the boundaries a little. It quickly became habit). Lots of unconscious hand holding. Of course, regular trips to the ice cream parlor to celebrate or just for a change of scenery. Along the way, he's just always making thoughtful things for her, new sports/outdoor equipment, a custom bike/scooter/car, accessories and stationary with butterflies on them because he noticed that she often makes comments about him giving her butterflies, and he thinks it's some sort of cute inside joke. She starts regularly baking treats for him (and Phineas), and before too long, it seems like there's always something she made on the Flynn-Fletcher kitchen counter/in the shed. They work together to decorate the tree in each of their back yards, and probably also each other's tree houses. Pictures of them together are everywhere, and they kind of just roll their eyes and blush a little about it. No angst is needed, because their love isn't unrequited, it's just not fully recognized. Isabella wouldn't pull away, because as soon as she did, he would notice and reach out to try to understand what's wrong, and to comfort her and raise her spirits, and I truly believe that she would respond positively to that. Love comes in many forms, after all, and they would ensure that they both felt loved. In a lot of ways, they would fairly quickly get to the point where they are a single good DTR away from officially dating, with a lot of momentum in the way of making time for that DTR. On the other hand, as soon as that DTR starts, it's gonna go for hours, because they would both have plenty to say on the topic of their relationship, and I get the sense that both of them would exhibit the neurodivergent trait that this would be a topic of particular interest for them, so they would naturally be inclined to discuss it indefinitely.

As they get older, they both vehemently push back whenever someone makes a reference to their boyfriend/girlfriend, but neither one ever ends up going on a date with anyone else. They either don't go to dances because they have other plans, or they go in a group with, like Ferb, Baljeet, Ginger, and whoever Ferb has asked out that time. Then something happens. Either there's a dance where the rest of the group conveniently goes separately, or someone new makes a comment about them dating, or Ferb or Buford or Candace or someone finally gets tired of it and starts pointing out to Phineas all things they do that are totally the sort of thing you do with a girlfriend. Phineas' immediate reaction is to deny it like always, but then something kind of clicks in his head. It's not that the kid is totally oblivious to romance and dating, he's just never really thought seriously about how it applies to him and Isabella, because they've just always been them, and it's been great. Now, though, as he thinks back, things start to recontextualize in his mind, and he starts to wonder. Some time later, maybe a while as he ruminates on it for a bit, maybe the next time he sees her, he brings it up, mentions that people keep saying they're dating, or that it might look like they are dating, and are they? Should they? What would that change? He's trying to make some sense of the social cues and the intricacies of their relationship, you see. Or maybe this conversation gets triggered by emotions running unusually high and tender at one of their movie nights or something, and maybe they were suddenly looking at each other in a new light, maybe they even kissed. At this, Isabella is shocked and delighted, and asks if he is saying that he wants to define their relationship, if he's asking her to be his girlfriend. She sees it as him actually asking her directly about their relationship for once. He probably responds "well, yeah, kinda, maybe?" She might respond that, really, nothing much has to change, they would get to keep doing what they're doing, just as boyfriend and girlfriend, except that if she's his girlfriend, she can do stuff like this: and then she leans in for a kiss and/or an intentional snuggle, etc.

After that, they are truly insufferable/inseparable. They've been unofficially together for years at that point, after all. Now, it's just open and official and mutually understood how much they really mean to each other, forever. They probably spend a fair bit of time, at least at first, reminiscing about past moments where one or both were oblivious or in denial, thinking about how long they really have loved each other. Again, no angst in these conversations, just some wistfulness about missed opportunities, and joy in their shared history and future.

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Don't get me wrong, I've read many fanfics that I've loved, including "Can't Help Falling In Love", "Is This About a Girl", "Sugar Rush", and "In Two Weeks", that deal with them realizing their feelings and/or confessing to each other after some time pining/growing apart, and what it means/how wholesome it is once they are together. The thing I love most about each of those stories, though, is the way each of them taps into how important their friendship and commitment to each other is to their relationship, and how, no matter the stage of their relationship, Phineas has a singleminded determination to consistently, matter-of-factly, thoughtfully show Isabella how much she means to him through everything he does. I would love to see more stories that explored the "idiots" phase I described above, though, since most of the ones that I have come across that do explore a similar theme do so assuming that separation/pining/unrequited feelings/obliviousness must be part of it, and I don't think it has to be. Speaking as a neurodivergent person, I can say with certainty that he wouldn't be oblivious forever, and the instant he noticed a cue or emotion or comment from her that he didn't understand, or started trying to figure out his own feelings, he would be talking to absolutely everyone about it, trying to get people who understand these things to clue him in on what he's trying to understand, and venting at them about the same. People would clue him in for sure. He'd be relentless in bugging them until they did.

As such, at the end of the day, I just have a hard time seeing them drifting apart in the first place. They are far too committed to each other for either one to bear letting it happen. They embody the sentiment shared by Harry at the end of "When Harry Met Sally": "When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want the rest of your life to start right now!" That, to me, is Phinabella. I welcome your thoughts on this topic.

#phineas and ferb #phineas flynn #isabella garcia shapiro #phinabella #phinbella #pnf #phineas x isabella #dwampyverse #phineabella #headcanon #AYA #act your age #rant #thanks for coming to my TED talk

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What was the end goal for Elijah with dating those witches. Celeste would have gotten old and died nonetheless. When would he have broken up with her? Would he have asked her to turn?

I don't think there was an end goal.

I headcanon that Elijah got swept up into the relationship. If you follow me, you know I've written a lot in this world and I have an outline of Elijah and Celete's relationship. But I will try and base this answer on the show and not just my headcanon. Which can be hard because we don't get a lot of background.

What we do know is that Elijah says Celeste is only the second woman he ever loved, after Tatia. This means he didn't love anyone romantically for about 800 years. And this isn't for lack of romantic interest. Elijah is romantically involved with Aya and even has a flirtation with Katerina before meeting Celeste.

To me, it seems like the Mikaelsons finally got to a point where they were settled and his siblings were happy, so Elijah allowed himself to be more vulnerable and actually fall in love.

During this time, Elijah would have been very aware of Celeste's mortality as he has already lost people and spent 800 years watching people he's known grow old and die. But he never would have asked her to turn for him. He hated being a vampire and wouldn't put that on anyone, but he would have secretly wanted her to ask. Celeste never would have asked. She was an extremely powerful witch and would not have given that up, especially knowing the risks she would be in as a baby vampire without her magic near the Mikaelson family. So they were at a standstill.

Which is why Celeste began looking into body jumping. She could live forever as other witches. She would get the best of both worlds, she could live forever with Elijah but maintain her magic. Unfortunately, that is all ruined when Klaus orders her death and Elijah does not attempt to avenge her in any way.

My favorite song for Celijah is "Wildest Dream." They knew from the beginning there would be no happy ending for them, but that didn't stop them from hoping it might be different. It didn't stop them from getting swept up in the relationship. Elijah the entire relationship would have attempted to memorize every moment, knowing the memories of Celeste would be all he had left of her one day.

I headcanon that they were slightly enemies to allies with benefits to lovers. They never meant to fall in love, knowing it wouldn't work out, but you can't always help who you fall in love with.

As far as I know, Celeste is the only witch Elijah dates. I think he does this for a reason. After Celeste, Elijah doesn't date anyone who is not immortal. He hardly even allows himself to care for anyone not immortal because he knows he will inevitably lose them. Losing Celeste hardened Elijah. He was so afraid to fall in love again. Even when he reunited with Katerina, he held himself back. He kept himself at a distance from Hayley for the longest time. He was so afraid to allow himself to love again and lose that person.

Thanks for asking!

#celijah #elijah mikealson #celeste dubois #elijah mikaelson x celeste dubois #tvdu #the originals #tvd #the vampire diaries #the mikaelsons #tvd anon ask #anon ask #meta #fandom asks #fandom answers

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why do u think act ur age is fucked

[cracks knuckles] alright. essay time. you asked for it.

I’ve done a similar response to this before here and mentioned something else about it here but I’ll go over it again since those posts are both from a while ago. also bear in mind I haven’t seen aya recently bc I don’t like it. okay let’s get into it

[also im gonna preface this saying maybe i sound very pessimistic but im ranting and its just gonna sound like im complaining because i am. i mean no real malice by the way. im simply a person with a blog.]

first off. they don’t use the show don’t tell as well as they could. in the what might have been montage, sure, they showed potential scenarios and how phineas felt (very briefly) when isa stopped visiting his backyard but it just feels so rushed. I get that they only had like 11 minutes to show it but idk there has to be another way to write it. or just not have it at all idk its just from a writing point of view the whole episode feels rushed and out of place from everything else continuity-wise. why not use little easter eggs planted in the show beforehand? operation crumbcake? pharmacists? meapless in seattle? god theres so many episodes with evidence that phineas liked her back even if he didnt know. just. continuity!!!!

second. why did their friends not try something sooner. it’s not like they didn’t know. like phineas seems to be okay with saying “i wish! i am so in the friend zone there” in front of his friends (that quote alone makes me lose my shit but that’s a whole other point) so clearly they knew about phineas. and isabella also wasn’t quiet about it (source: pnf s1-4). they had like four years of high school to do something and they planned it the day isa left for college? nah its just the least realistic thing ever for me. also them being 18 is like yeah okay maybe the slow burn was worth it and theyre way more grown up (i love a good slowburn) but ohhhhhh my god SURELY their friends were getting sick of them dancing around each other. just me?

third. and I’m sorry to ash simpson but oh my god I hate the character designs like They Would Not Fucking Look Like That. it almost feels like it completely disregards their arcs during the original summer. like yeah child chub disappears over ur teen years but sometimes it stays a little longer! make phineas less twiggy!! make isa look more like her mother! (am i about to redesign them again? whoops)

four. and i know this is no fault of dan and swampy but the show was about to end anyways and yet the entire friend group was paired off into hetero ships?? get fucking real. none of those kids are straight. realistically, i know it was a different time and gay marriage wasnt even legal in the us yet so it wasnt all that common to have queer romance on screen let alone on disney channel but like i said, the show was about to end. what were the disney channel execs gonna do? cancel it? lmao

five. "I am so in the friend zone there." "we are guys. we do not talk about our feelings." WHAT!!! i cant believe this shit is real. these lines of dialogue are canon. what the hell. what kind of message does that even send to younger, impressionable viewers? if ur a 10 year old boy watching that (ok fine maybe that isnt gonna stick with you forever but listen) and you go 'oh its okay to just bottle everything up and not tell my friends about my feelings about anything ever' that is insane! thats not how things should go!! like i get the whole "im so in the friend zone" and yes, this also has to do with the era but like if they wanted to be a more progressive cartoon that kids look up to and enjoy maybe they just. shouldn't have put that whole conversation in.

i barely have any problems with the b plot. in fact id watch the episode just for the kazoo solo. because that plot lines up with the continuity. i can totally see heinz having bowling night with perry and carl and monogram every week! i can totally see perry and monogram retired! and carl running owca and getting payed for it! that all checks out! that one makes sense and works with the canon! if they got that plot so right how did they get the a plot so wrong?

i can answer this question: fanservice. its an awful word, i know. act your age is a fanservicey episode which is why i think it crashed and burned. mml season 2 is rooted in the same issue: doof is very present and takes away from the original plot of the show. like, the one he wasnt even in until the last episode of s1. slightly getting off topic but it is the crux of the issue. fanservice doesnt make for good storytelling. even if it brings in the big bucks. at its core, telling the story the way it should be told is the best one. even if it pisses people off. a good portion of the viewers will still appreciate whatever ending the creators come up with. and no, im not saying phinbella shouldn't have become canon, in fact i really like the ship and all their dynamics, i just think they went about it the wrong way.

as someone who's written and published fic about them getting together in different universes (granted, they were from when i was younger so its mildly terrible. take them with a grain of salt) there are a lot of other ways to tell that story canonically. honestly, i think the best way of doing it was to keep it ambiguous. dont tell that story. let the viewers pick their own ending for phineas and isabella. maybe they dont get together after all. who knows!

thanks for the ask! hope you had fun getting lectured <3

#phineas and ferb #phinbella #act your age #ask #this was fun you guys should ask me more stuff like this #dwampyverse analysis

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sweetbottletops · 4 months

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Somebody's ready for a girlfriend. I see you.

ch 70

Typically this storyline has someone disappearing into cram school and promising to answer the confession after they prove themselves for *handwaves* reasons.

There's societal reasons these existential moments resonate with a Japanese audience perhaps more than others. It's a near universal relatable event. And in this case Agu intentionally blurred it into Koga's shift from studying to her manic, desperate songwriting.

The career path survey form that fell out of her pocket set the course for vol 2. What were her options?

Kanna gives her an escape route to run away to America. Keep it carefree and simple by leaving it all behind. (excessive)

Uncle Joe is essentially frozen in time himself. No progress in love. No progress in his music career. He is convinced his life choices and relationship to music would be terrible for her to follow, but her leaving childhood and their increasing resemblance scares him. Stay the same forever even if you miss out on your dreams. (also excessive).

Aya and her friends are bound for college and even with their enthusiastic support she isn't built for that life. She can't cram herself that box even if it's to follow Aya. (unattainable).

So Koga wants to come back with a clear answer for herself as much as for everyone invested in her. Especially Aya.

While Aya has been an open book about trying to make a place comfortable to Koga next to her, I'd say Koga has been trying equally hard in her own way. And now it's her turn to set the stage.

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What stage crew did Koga talk into working lights for her big confession?

#the guy she was interested in wasn't a guy at all #manga #arai sumiko #green manga #yuri #sweetbo reads

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lutiaslayton · 6 months

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Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva

ＰＡＲＴ　１５

〚ＦＩＲＳＴ〛〚ＰＲＥＶ〛〚ＮＥＸＴ〛

Disclaimer: This is a fan-translation for the Japan-exclusive novellisation of the movie Professor Layton and the Eternal Diva. The original novel was written by Aya Matsui under the supervision of Akihiro Hino, and belongs to Level-5.

This translation only aims to be a pleasant read for non-Japanese fans, nothing more: I made a few deliberate changes while translating in order to get the writing style closer to what is usually found in English fanfictions, as the Japanese storytelling can sometimes be different than what we are used to.

☆ Melina Whistler

Yes…

I could remember it clearly.

The unparalleled sense of fear, of entrapment and desolation, when I was sent into the body of someone else…

I looked for a place to hide, but there was nowhere to.

Everything was cold… I could hardly breathe.

I couldn’t stay here! Please, someone let me out!

I screamed desperately, but no one could hear me.

I kept pleading to someone I couldn’t see.

Please, I don’t want to stay here either. But I can’t leave. I have to stay here…

“Melina—Is that you, Melina?”

I had heard a familiar voice.

I could hear… or rather, I could feel it.

I couldn’t see her, but I knew that Janice was close by.

“Janice…?”

“Melina! This is incredible. I can’t believe you are so close to me…”

“I’m sorry, Janice! I shouldn’t be here. I’ll disappear right now… Somehow, I’ll find a way to do that!”

“No, you can’t!”

“Janice!?”

“I’ve just found you again… Do you realise how much I missed you? How much I missed my best friend while you were gone…”

“But, Janice…”

“It’s okay, Melina… I can’t let you go on like this.”

Suddenly, I had felt something shifting.

The sense of fear and desolation disappeared…

“Janice!”

Her voice was moving away.

“This isn’t just for you. This is also for me. Melina, you may not understand, but the grief and suffering of those left behind is so strong…”

I know, Janice…

I had felt Papa’s grief and pain even after I had lost my body…

“You have to understand, Melina. Losing my best friend not once, but twice, would surely break my heart…”

Before I knew it, I was slowly becoming familiar with Janice’s body, as if guided by the waves of the sea.

I had been spoiled by her heartfelt friendship…

At that moment…

The sound of slow clapping brought me back to reality.

It was Descole. The man who had used Papa’s love for me to draw him into his evil ways…

“Excellent. I did not realise that the memory copying had been successful… So congratulations, Whistler, you’ve achieved your goal.”

It was no wonder that you hadn’t noticed, Descole. Someone like you would never understand Janice’s kindness, or the nobility of sacrificing oneself in order to keep others alive.

“Oh, oh my God…”

Poor Papa… He was completely confused.

I looked straight into his eyes. Papa… I needed him to understand my feelings.

“At some point, I started to realise that this was wrong. I can’t live my life at the expense of my friend.”

I told him my honest thoughts.

“It was you who wrote to me, wasn’t it?”

Professor Layton…

I… No, we both wrote that letter. Janice’s voice had become inaudible to me, but our hearts were still communicating.

“It was the right choice to choose you, Professor. I thought you would be able to stop Papa… Just like I wanted him to stop.”

Isn’t that right, Janice?

It was just as you told me before.

“There is no puzzle that Professor Layton can’t solve, Melina.”

“I can’t stay in her body forever… But as long as this device exists, Papa will continue to copy my memories.”

“Melina…”

Papa’s eyes… They were looking at me, not at Janice.

“I had heard a lot about the Professor from Janice. She admired you so much…”

I’m sorry, Janice… I said it.

As soon as you gave me your life, I had realised how much the professor meant to you…

When I first met him on the Crown Petone, I made my most cherished memories. The times when he solved puzzles… That time when we were talking on the beach… That time when we were riding that makeshift helicopter that we had built… I was never alone.

Papa’s voice was trembling.

“Melina, I… This was all for you…”

“Thank you, Papa… I appreciate how you feel. But, please… These horrendous things have to stop now.”

“I just couldn’t accept a life without my beloved daughter… So I…”

At that moment— The whole room was struck by a tremendous quake.

“Professor, the ceiling!”

With a roar, the ceiling above us was split in two, as we all stood under it in stunned shock.

Then Descole took my arm.

“Melina!”

In a flash, Descole ran up the stairs leading to the Detragan and set me down.

A pack of wolves popped out and surrounded everyone. They all let out a terrifying howl then stood menacingly, ready to pounce on anyone at any moment.

“What are you doing, Descole!?”

“I needed Melina’s memories to achieve my true goal,” he replied coldly, standing right next to me.

“Your true goal…?” Papa asked in confusion.

I was with him on this one… I had no idea what this was about either. What could he possibly need my memories for? What could that mean?

Descole twirled his cloak and pointed to the ceiling.

“The resurrection of Ambrosia!”

The ceiling was painted with the Ambrosian crest… The Kingdom of Immortality.

“It all started when I discovered their coat of arms in its entirety…”

Descole turned to the professor and sent him a condescending look.

“Layton, what do you think these symbols mean?”

The coat of arms had a design reminiscent of a king and queen, surrounded by a vast number of lines, dots and jagged patterns…

The professor soon gasped in realisation. “…It’s a music sheet!”

“Correct. A music sheet, written in the Ambrosian way.”

Descole walked over to the Detragan and reached for a sheet music.

“In other words, the coat of arms is inscribed with the first key required to open the door to Ambrosia: a song that could be called ‘A Song of the Stars.’”

“A ‘Song of the Stars’…!?” Luke repeated incredulously.

“The second key is you, Melina.”

I could not believe my ears. “Me… the second key?”

The resurrection of Ambrosia, keys to open a door… I did not understand.

“The first key alone was not enough to revive Ambrosia. This was when I realised that the crest also hinted at the existence of a second key…”

The professor instantly resonated. “The ‘Song of the Sea’!”

Descole slowly took my hand with an icy smile. His grip was just as cold as his face.

“The stars, and the sea. When the two melodies are combined, Ambrosia will be revived.”

“I didn’t realise… that he was after the kingdom itself,” Papa slowly shook his head in shame.

“Alas, by the time the puzzle of the crest had been solved… The only person who had an accurate memory of the second key could no longer sing…”

So that was what this was all about.

The ‘Song of the Sea’… It was the song that the sea around Ambrosia had taught me.

Ever since we had moved to this island so I could recuperate from my illness, I had spent every day gazing out at it. Walking along the beach, or standing on my balcony, with the feeling of the sea breeze embracing me…

It wasn’t long before I had become aware of the melody that the sea was bringing me.

The wind, blowing past the reefs jutting out from the shore, would sing the same song to me every day. The waves breaking onto the shore would add to the music, creating a pleasant harmony, like a small ensemble.

Soon, I had unconsciously began to hum that very beautiful and somewhat nostalgic melody. When the sea and the song were joined together, it had given me a sense of heartfelt sincerity. It was soothing… and it made me happy, as I felt surrounded by a shower of invisible music.

Descole put his hand on one of the Detragan’s levers.

“Even though some memories were left behind… I wanted a perfect copy, more than Whistler did!”

He pulled the lever. Immediately after, the staircase exploded and bright lights flashed on the wall.

The smoke from the explosion blocked my view.

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#professor layton #layton's book club #melina whistler #janice quatlane #oswald whistler #jean descole #hershel layton #eternal diva #eternal diva novel #translation #professor layton and the eternal diva #ayo this part was so WILD #This is why I'm transcribing this stuff. Japanese version cleared up SO many questions that the localisations brushed off.#like how the English & French dubs make it sound like all three songs were written on the Ambrosian seal #while in fact the original version explains that only the song of the stars (+ sun) + a drawing of the sea (+ sun) are there.#So basically it seems like we can deduce here a full timeline of how things went!#Step 1: Des steps foot on Ambrosia and discovers the first known instance of the complete crest.#Step 2: He figures out the Song of the Stars from the music sheet on the crest #and likely deduces that it's the key to reviving Ambrosia.#Step 3: He plays the song of the stars and it doesn't work. He looks at the crest again and sees the drawing of the sea.#He deduces that there is another key related to the sea. Somehow he figures out that there is only one person in the world who knows it.#(I have a hypothesis about the why and how but I'll leave that for later since this hypothesis lacks solid evidence.)#Step 4: Des figures out (somehow) that this “one person in the whole world” is Melina.#Step 5: Melina is sick so he uses that as an excuse to have the Whistlers move to Ambrosia and live inside the black castle he built.#His excuse for bringing them there is that the ocean breeze will do some good to her health.#Step 6: Melina is healthy enough to walk on the shore a few times and she notices that the sea sings to her. She learns the song of the sea #Unfortunately she is already too sick to sing it properly so Descole can't use her. And soon after that she dies.#Step 7: Des and Whistler had been prepared for that eventuality and copied her memories with the Detragan. So they just need a host for her #Des only was able to get his hands on the song of the sea when Melina learned it. And she never wrote it down before dying.#See the music sheet that Layton plays to Nina? It's the song of the sea. Sure. But it's incomplete. It only has the first half.

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