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luxaofhesperides · 6 months
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Dancing in the rain ; requested by @wandixx!
He hadn’t been expecting the Signal to chase after him. It is, after all, well after midnight, and he had seen the vigilante out earlier during the day. 
Maybe the Bats are understaffed tonight, he muses as he leaps over the rooftops, a wild grin on his face. Being on the other side of a chase is a lot of fun, he’s discovering. He can see why Selina enjoys it so much.
Though, it probably has to do more with who’s chasing her than it is the chase itself.
But Danny’s become a bit of an adrenaline junkie after a few years of being a hero, fighting ghosts and governments. He’s not a hero anymore, especially not in Gotham, but being Catwoman’s partner in crime is way more fun than being responsible for everyone’s safety.
It’s like he’s doing anything bad, either. Selina can steal whatever she wants; if they couldn’t protect things against her, then should they really have it? Danny doesn’t focus on jewelry or gems. No, he takes ghost artifacts or items contaminated with ectoplasm back to the realms where they won’t cause problems to any humans. There are enough ecto-contaminated people in this world, solely from Amity Park. Best not to let that number grow.
So here he is, leaping over rain-slicked rooftops and only using a little bit of flying to keep ahead, holding a cursed pocket watch that a ghost had requested he return to them, with the Signal chasing after him, disappearing into shadows and popping up unexpectedly. 
“Stray! Get back here!” Signal yells, and Danny takes a moment to spin on his heel to face the vigilante to stick his tongue out at him, then backflips away.
“I didn’t even steal anything important!” he returns, tossing the pocketwatch in the air ahead, then jumps up to catch it and scales his way up to the roof of the next building. 
“Seriously,” Signal says, suddenly in front of him. “Stop running and we can talk this out.”
“Woah!” Danny tries to get around him, trips over his own feet, and crashes into the Signal’s chest. 
“Careful, there.” He looks up to see the Signal’s smile, and he absolutely can not be blamed for having his half dead heart skip a beat. He’s in the arms of a hero who’s smiling at him so sweetly, what’s a guy to do? “Ready to talk now?”
Danny goes intangible for a moment, smoothly sliding out of the Signa’s grip. “Nope,” he grins, starting up the chase once again.
The rain isn’t very strong, and the drops feel cool against his face as he runs, getting a little more air with each jump as he uses more of his flight to keep ahead. He can hear the Signal chasing after him again, heavy footsteps that start and stop unpredictably as he travels between shadows. 
Just to be safe, Danny stashes the pocket watch inside his chest, leaving his hands free to grab onto the rough brick of the walls and scale them up, aiming to go higher and higher. Maybe if he finds a good building, he can dramatically fall off the edge and fly away invisibly. 
“Got you!” 
The Signal pops up out of the wall and grabs Danny, who yelps and tries to pull his arms away. The Signal is too strong, and his tight grip on Danny’s wrists is warm against the chill of the rain. 
They stand there for a moment, just staring at each other as they try to catch their breath. And then, “Is that any way to treat a guy?” Danny jokes, trying one last time to pull his wrists free.
“It is when it’s you,” the Signal replies. “Man, you sure know how to run.”
“I’ll be sure to put that on my resume for my next heist.”
“Seriously, can we talk?”
Danny eyes him curiously. The other Bats mostly tried to take back whatever it is he’d stolen that night, occasionally trying to get information from him. None of them had outright asked to have a chat with him. The Signal at least has some manners, compared to the rest of him. There’s no harm in sticking around for one conversation.
It helps that the Signal is cute, especially when he had saved Danny a few weeks ago. 
Sue him, he’s a bit soft on the Signal. Wouldn’t anyone be with their favorite hero?
“Alright,” Danny says, relaxing. “Go ahead. Talk.”
“Great! Okay, um.” The Signal bites his lip and Danny should really look away, but his eyes are fixed to his mouth. He doesn’t speak for a solid minute, during which Danny really begins to feel the chill of the rain. “Can I get less comments from the peanut gallery?” he says suddenly.
“What?” Danny laughs, confused.
The Signal sighs. “My comms are on. The others are being annoying. If they wanted to ask you questions, they should have caught you first.”
“Oh, protecting me from the big bad Bats? My hero,” Danny says sweetly, pretending to swoon. Except, the Signal follows his movements, releasing his wrists to catch him by the waist, holding him steady. Danny’s breath hitches, and from how close they are, he has no doubt that the Signal heard it. They freeze for a moment, then the Signal dips him like some fainting Victorian maiden.
“Well, I certainly wouldn’t mind sweeping you up in my arms.” The smirk on his face only lasts a moment before he grimace and says, “I shouldn’t have said that on open comms. Man, they’re annoying. It’s not my fault I know how to flirt.”
Danny…
Well. Danny short circuits for a moment, running the words over his mind again, then blushes so hard he’s sure there’s steam coming off his cheeks. “You’re flirting?” he squeaks. “With me?”
“Flirting,” a new voice confirms, making them both jump, stumbling against each other as Black Bat hops down onto their rooftop. “Both shy and silly. I’m better.”
“You can’t even ask out Spoiler,” the Signal retaliates.
“She can’t even WHAT?” Spoiler yells as she also vaults herself over the alley below to join them. “You want to ask me out?”
Though she doesn’t say anything, Danny can practically feel Black Bat’s glare through her mask. The Signal winces, then says, “Oops.”
“Man, you can keep yourself busy, clearly Sig doesn’t need backup,” Spoiler says. “I need to go on a date with Black Bat. The rest of you suckers are on your own!” And then she grabs Black Bat’s hand and grapples away.
There’s a beat of silence, then Danny and the Signal share a glance and start laughing. 
“Well,” Danny says, “Good for them! Good for them.”
“They’re probably just going to Bat Burger.”
“And are you going to be treating me to a burger any time soon? I should be compensated for this conversation, you know.”
“Please, if I was taking you out on a date, it wouldn’t be to Bat Burger. I’d take you out dancing.”
It sounds like a date his dad would take his mom on. It sounds nice. Danny smiles and leans in closer to the Signal, taking hold of one of his hands. With the other, he puts Signal’s hand on his waist, then brings his own up to the Signal’s shoulder. 
“Why not dance with me now?”
Danny leads them in a few clumsy turns of a waltz, silently thanking Sam for forcing him to take a few ballroom dance lessons with her. The Signal seems a little dazed, following his lead, and when he lightly squeezes Danny’s waist, he shivers. 
Catwoman should be done with Batman soon. They had agreed to meet up at the newly opened Vintage Boutique in Diamond District, and he intends to beat her there. 
Reluctantly, Danny pulls away from the Signal with one final spin, and hops up onto the edge of the roof. “If you can find me during the day,” he says, “Then I’ll dance with you again. See you around, Signal!”
And with that, Danny hops backwards off the roof, free-falling towards the ground before he lets gravity lose hold of him and slips into invisibility, flying up just as the Signal peers over the edge, searching for him.
Unable to help himself, Danny floats closer until he can give the Signal a quick kiss on the cheek, then flies off, grinning wildly. 
He certainly can’t wait to see the Signal again. 
Maybe if he hired a few guys to pretend to rough him up while Signal’s out patrolling…
Well, either way, this cat is already half dead so he can jump straight to satisfaction bringing him back. And, hopefully, back into Signal’s arms again when they won’t be interrupted by other Bats. 
He’s already looking forward to it.
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[send me a ghostlights prompt!]
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ffsg0jo · 2 days
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related to this ex-boyfriend toji post
toji broke up with the reader btw. he saw how all the nights (and days) alone were affecting you, how your smile was slowly but surely dimming down. he wanted to be selfish and hold onto you; you were the closest thing to love he could find after his wife died, and he so desperately wanted to be with you forever.
but he could see that megumi was slowly becoming the only reason why you stayed. you loved them both, of this, he was 100% certain. that's why you tried your hardest and put up with all his shit. but it was breaking you, and that, in turn, broke him.
so he proposed you both broke up and you agreed. exhausted and heartbroken, you stupidly agreed. you didn't want to give up on toji and megumi, you loved them with all your heart. megumi did nothing to you, and you always visited him and spoke to him after the breakup. but you had become a glorified baby sitter with little perks in that relationship. maybe some distance from toji would be healthy.
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cerise-on-top · 2 months
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hi<3 if you can, can you do valeria and laswell with a gothic s/o? like someone who likes darker/morbid things and things like that! love your blog by the way! it’s definitely my favorite blog to come look at after a long ass day <333
Hey there! Sorry, but I couldn't really find too much on what counts as dark and morbid in the goth scene, so I wrote more general HCs, I hope that's alright still ^^;
Valeria and Laswell with a Gothic!S/O
Valeria: She’d most definitely be intrigued, but not too much. In all honesty, she doesn’t know too much about the subculture, she’s never really met a goth who was clearly one. However, if it makes you happy, that’s all that matters to her. While she won’t really know too many bands, or any at all, she’d be more than happy to listen to a few if you want her to. Yes, she won’t always have the time, but when she isn’t too busy she could put on some songs by Joy Division or The Cure, she really doesn’t mind. She can vibe to that sort of music, even if it isn’t her favorite. You’re more than welcome to discuss the literature with her, though. She’s probably never read a single gothic literature book, but she can buy you some. Anything from poetry to a regular novel, it’s quite alright. While she won’t be the best person to go to when it comes to discussing those, she’ll support you either way. However, something she could definitely enjoy would be going clothes shopping with you. The fashion is kind of nice, she has to admit, so she’d be more than happy to buy you whatever garments you desire. Will go out of her way to find something you might like as well. I can’t see her being too much into the history of goth culture, though. It’s nice that you are a goth, if you want to tell her about it, then you can and she’ll listen to you, but she likely doesn’t have the time to research everything by herself. Tell her about its roots and she can definitely appreciate you going against what’s mainstream and how it all came to be. She’s a very defiant and rebellious woman herself, so she definitely gets it.
Laswell: She knows so many people, I wouldn’t be surprised if she has worked with goths before. And even if she hasn’t directly, she’s likely seen quite a few walking around the city. She usually grows worried for them in summer since their attire is black, which makes it quite hot. However, she’d be very intrigued by you and your subculture. It’s something very near and dear to you, so she would put in the effort to learn about your history. Will give some classic bands a listen as well. She just really wants to have something to talk about with you. Besides, she gets to learn more about you. While she may not be the biggest fan of your interest in death, considering she’s surrounded by it more often than not, she’d be more than happy to indulge anything else it has to offer. Laswell spent a good chunk of life left alone with her thoughts, so she definitely knows a thing or two about melancholy, the state of the world and introspection. Maybe not in the same way you do, but she can definitely keep up in a conversation. She’s likely also unintentionally read some of the more popular gothic novels out there and liked them, so she’d make for a good discussion partner as well. While she doesn’t particularly understand the need to make your face completely white, she doesn’t mind. In fact, she thinks it looks quite cool, even if it’s not for her. However, the fashion in and of itself looks really good to her. Again, she wouldn’t want to wear it, but something about Victorian and Edwardian fashion has a certain something to it that she can’t quite place. Like Valeria, she’ll definitely buy you things she thinks you might like. Anything from a suit or a corset to a book about poetry. Beware, though, she will read the books before you can.
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kitamars · 2 years
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˚✧₊• with two hands firmly grasping your thighs, Ajax wishes this moment would last forever. you’e under him and you’re so so very perfect. everything he’s ever wanted. and yet, he knows he’s going to ruin it. such careful planning was not to be forgotten and disposed of so easily even in the face of his own impending orgasm. his frame trembled between delighting in the sounds of your slick and the heavenly whispers and gasps you let out and becoming sick with need for what he was about to do. he forced you down into a mating press, head colliding with your neck, to suck bruises into your skin; ones that would never heal.
his spend seeped out with every pulse of your sex, soiling the sheets with unholy juices borne of misplaced trust and foul copulation. the sighs still leaking from your mouth rattled between eardrums focused in on every little sound, every little movement. he tightened his grip only to hear you groan and to that he pressed a kiss to the crown of your head as a form of apology, though, it was not one that would suffice his following actions. through bated breath and shaky pupils blown wide, his hands travelled from your legs to your neck and he squeezed. Ajax pressed around your windpipe like a python, murmured declarations of love passing his saliva coated lips. he could hear the rush of blood in his ears and feel the adrenaline coursing through the marrow of his bones; he was loving this. though he loved you, he loved keeping you a bit more. loves you, loves it, loves you, loves it; a sick game of loves-me-not played on the petals of your quickly fading life. his teeth dug into your shoulder.
had you been alive, you would’ve noticed and felt as he tore through the flesh and muscle with pointed canines. Ajax took out chunks to suck them clean of blood before letting them fall out of his mouth and back onto the more than disheveled bed. he pawed uselessly at your form, tears mixing with your blood but god he couldn’t help it.
to consume was to be one, no?
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icyblogs · 25 days
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1 am thoughts but just finished the Fallout show! Solid recommendation btw holy cow even if you don’t like the games it’s so good!!
That being said. Got me thinking about 141 and a fallout!au. could always be something short and sweet involving the vaults, i.e. take the show for this example. Reader gets ‘married’ to Gaz when he comes in from another vault! Overseer Price coming for the feast, everyone so charming and well, nice! I mean they are vaulters, of course they’re good people!
So.. why is Johnny scarfing down the food like someone was going to steal the plate away from him at any second? Why is that man- Simon- wearing a mask? Is he sick? Does he not know proper vault procedures- does he want another epidemic to spread? (the winter of 2283 was very bad you know! crops died!! people starved!! why does he not care!!) Kyle on the other hand is all charming smiles, his eyes wandering around to the running water and power in awe, grin just a bit too sharp, just the perfect groom. Why is Overseer Price acting as if he owns the place?? No, this isn’t your vault!! It’s weird and very upsetting! No, it’s our marriage night- what do you mean it’s custom in your vault to for the overseer to make sure marriage is consummated? )-:
Anything for the world’s future right? (:
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serenit-teas · 7 months
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Me, riddled with delusion <- (is a 6'3 P enjoyer and believer)
I just!!! I know everyone has commented on it in some way shape or form and I guess it's my turn to throw my two cents in😔 god I should not have the freedom to ramble on this app
Like!! This guy, this one man battalion is terrifying in concept. A puppet with an incredibly rare (and deadly) ability to lie, with advanced combat skills and power that only seems to enhance thanks to the Ergo that can be encountered in his ventures, and an imposing figure to round it all out. In theory it screams threat, danger.
But then you meet him, see how meek and gentle he is with everyone in Hotel Krat. Once, witnessing Spring recoil at his advance, hissing and all but swatting at him. Though being able to emote was one of the few things he could not yet do, you swear he seemed to wilt after the encounter with the feline. During the rockier moments of becoming acquainted with the cat, he would never grow frustrated after the failed attempts, understanding and respecting that she's not comfortable around him. He would simply leave her be, and try again later.
He rarely speaks, and if he does it's one word or a clipped phrase, not out of rudeness or anything of the sort, it's new and quite frankly, there's a high chance that he simply wouldn't know what to say.
There's something of a quite excitement and giddiness in P when he brings a new record back to the Hotel, not only does it mean that he gets to experience what this recent find has to offer, but also that any of the other residents of the Hotel can enjoy the spoils of his journey.
He listens and takes heed in what people say, no matter if it's critical information in regards to his outings, passing comments of bygone days, or just ramblings in any variety, he listens, makes the people around him feel heard and understood. (Even if some things go over his head)
He'll realise some time or later that he LIKES making the people he's met happy*, seeing their faces light up in glee or relief.
It's a small victory in the hell they're all surviving.
Every time I think of P I imagine this gentle giant who is so achingly soft spoken and sweet, who is aware of his immense strength and takes care to never harm those he treasures. And in turn that leads to the BEST juxtaposition of the raw carnage he's capable of! This guy can rip through sturdy puppets and manmade horrors like they're wet tissue paper, has stared down monstrosities and come out on top, can bounce back from injuries that would leave others utterly mangled at best.
He is a terrifying concept and there's no denying what he can easily do if he so chose, but his conscious effort to exhibit the utmost care when surrounded by fragility makes my heart MELT. Soft boy P will forever have me hooked no matter what, but there's something about a tall boy with a heart of gold (literally) who, despite still learning how to live and experience, understands his presence around others.🥺
*(Not that he would want to see them upset, I think at first there would be a nuetral understanding of "What happens here affects me and my progress." Just a thought though!)
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feralrakun · 1 year
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Horangi has a "nobody gives a fuck about me" mentality and König has a "Everyone thinks about me" mentality. Both of them are unhealthy.
Horangi never believed someone would care,think about him or/and save him. His parents were always busy with work so he did have a nanny until he became old enough to look after himself, he was 12 years old. He grow up alone and fast. Only friends he had was from school, he learned how to cook by himself at 13 years old, he never had birthday party or a slumber party. He always escaped from social events because he thought people wouldn't notice him anyway.
König learned he stand out by the way people looks and laughs at him, the way they talk about him. He was 13 years old when he developed anxiety, he never talk to a therapist to solve it. He said himself that it wasn't a big issue, talking about it would only annoy people. He didn't have friends because he was afraid that the friendship would end in a month, after he get attached. He was afraid to get a grade because that would make people laugh at him. He learned to how read people's body language to guess their next move/mood when he was 16 years old.
Then boom they meet.
König makes Horangi fell for him by memorising every little detail about him, caring his every scar he gets (even the little cut he get gets when cutting vegetables), inviting him to do a slumber at his room to celebrate Horangi's birthday etc.
And König fells for Horangi when he protects him from mean words (even if they're from suporiers), when he listens to him without minding how könig sutter and can't pronounce "r"s when he gets lost in his thoughts, when he comforts König after a panic attack but don't talk about it to not push König/make him uncomfortable.
Then they kiss and make the other see a therapist.
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meiieiri · 1 month
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there's a song that reminds me so much of harmony in the twilight hour... big star by lorde 🥹 i've always loved it but i love it even more now that i've read your story. ilysm !!
help this song was so good, im literally sitting in the laboratory i’m working at with literal tears in my eyes 😭 thank you for this nonnie ! 🥹 and i especially love the lines bc it’s so perfect for tojiyn’s tragic tale (and the fact that mc died in winter! 😭😭😭):
“but every perfect summer’s gotta take its flight, i’ll still watch you run through the winter light.”
i could just imagine toji going back to that port they used to go to in yokohama, a year after the mc’s death. he does everything he wanted to do with the mc when he still believed she’d get better: he’ll stroll down that boardwalk, he’ll buy two ice cream sandwiches (one for him, and one for you), he’ll ride the ferris wheel because the harbor recently opened a small amusement park, and he’ll watch the open sea wondering if you were right there next to him in spirit as the car reaches the top.
of course, he’ll take lots of pictures. that’s what you would have wanted, after all.
and by day’s end, toji will retrieve your ashes from the car and he’ll sit on the edge of the harbor’s boardwalk, your urn next to him as he tells you what he’s been up to this past year — how he went to your second honeymoon alone, the one you never got to go to, because you would have wanted that for him, how he kept everything in your home the way it is, how he took in that stray cat he always used to catch you feeding even when you were wheelchair-ridden as you neared the end of your life — he tells you everything, picturing your head thrown back in joyful laughter when he forces himself to crack jokes every now and then.
as the last sliver of daylight appears on the horizon, he knows it’s time, so he picks up your urn, sliding the lid open. he takes a deep breath then he ultimately casts your ashes into the sea as per your final wishes. he tearfully watches the wind pick up what remains of the love of his life, the same breeze gently settling you down onto your bed of sapphire waves.
he never remarries.
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scary-lasagna · 4 months
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Question: do you prefer Fandom slenderman where he cares for everybody as a family or canon slenderman where he doesn't care about anyone not even the proxies? Also do you write for canon slenderman because I have a request I'll send in if you write for canon slender but I wanna see what you say for. Thank you have a good day ❤️✨️
Just and FYI to everyone in the fandom since the topic was brought up: Creepypasta doesn’t really have a solid “canon”. I see this around a lot and just wanted to mentioned that everything in the Creep fandom is just ideas welded together with the foundation of not very well written scary stories. Some of people people can like, or not like, and decide to implement what and change other things. I’ve seen some debate about what’s true canon. (Mostly with Ben being a child, Jeff always wearing a white hoodie, or even Slender eating children vs consuming souls.) But the reality is (coming from someone who’s been in the creep fandom since 2013), there is no true canon. Go crazy. Make Jeff trans, make EJ a cat-boy, give Offender a better name since his brothers deserve a fourth, make Zalgo a big softie instead of the usual hardass!
(Also, my dear anon, this isn’t directed toward you. The word canon reminded me of this topic, and I’ve been wanting to mention it to my blog. Although I usually see it on tiktok, I sometimes come across it on Tumblr as well.)
howEevveeerrr, back to responding to the ask, I do love writing for characters what an opposing personality from their usual self! :] I had an idea a while ago about what if Slender was pushed too hard and turned cruel and strict in order to keep everyone alive.
But yes I would definitely write for Slender who was cruel and didn’t care about anyone but himself. The proxies may attempt a bit of mutiny.
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be-bi-do-crime · 3 months
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千叮万嘱心念; prayers for longing
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🐺 3.7k words, completed oneshot 🌙 weiqian has an affair going on, in which they may or may not be catching feelings about it... 🐺 featuring: mutual yearning (and destruction), a confession, and the choice to stay 🌙 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53375941
reblogs, kudos, and comments are very very appreciated!!
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alpinelogy · 10 days
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One might think that many years of primarily speaking English in my day to day life might mean that I have a good grasp on the language. And then I need to write plural of Alex and I promptly lose my mind
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dylan-rodrigues · 7 months
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Fuck, I hate that the mirroring is so clever in the drama… This time she's the one who flinched when her hand gets close to his face, usually he’s the one who flinches at her touch…
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denjirv · 1 year
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I personally think that Denji and Power's jealous of your special treatment since they assumed that you're also a disciple of Kishibe like them 💀 They never suspected you to be his bestie because you don't act like an elderly, your appearance, and how Kishibe sorta treats you like his kid. You're actually nice though, you share your food with them after training (you got addicted to human food so the food you bought can feed a lot of people) and when Denji asked you about why you don't train you said that you're not even a disciple of Kishibe despite being around him.
It's a massive shock but they now wanna try exploiting you to get out of training, Power's idea ofc and have him take a break from all the training
Like how ordering siblings use their younger ones to get their parents to do things. Kishibe somehow always says yes to you but it's pretty obvious that they're using you and for that Kishibe trains them harder than before
And no sharing foods, not until they learn their lesson but that doesn't mean you sneak food to them when he isn't looking
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clingylilhoneybee · 11 months
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“Overtime is totally optional and always greatly appreciated as the extra work it is”
“Please tell us what your weekend overtime commitments are or what your plan is for completing x task by monday”
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winterrose42 · 29 days
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The human brain truly is somethin. Id be fascinated if it wasnt exhausting
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