#'ma'am can i use the restroom'

[minkyungseokie]

Racing for Two | James Vowels

synopsis; James wants Y/n to stay home since she's ready to pop at any moment, but she wants to be there to support her grid children

warnings; pregnancy, there’s a ten-year-gap between James and reader (34 and 44)

note; requested

note2; still not very happy with James after he benched my boy Logan because Alex crashed, but I'm still gonna write for him. I added a part where he finds out

I’m am not knowledgeable enough about pregnancy as I’ve never been pregnant, so she gets over her morning sickness pretty quickly. I also apologize because this went in a different direction than where I meant for it to

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Y/n groaned, hand on her stomach.

The woman had woken up feeling odd and as soon as she stood up, she had become nauseous. That led her to where she was now, bent over the toilet and puking her guts out, "Are you okay, love?" James questioned, entering the bathroom worriedly, crouching down behind her and putting a hand on her back.

"I'm okay, sweetheart. I might just have come down with a bug. Or I ate something bad." Y/n waved off his concern, "Are you sure?" James asked, "Yeah, I'm fine. Can you help me up?" Y/n asked, holding her hand out for James to grab. James grabbed the hand Y/n was holding out and helped her up, "Darling, if you're not feeling well, you don't have to come with me to the track. You can stay here and rest." James said, "James, I'm fi—"

Y/n turned and rushed to hunch over the toilet again, "I think you should stay here. You aren't feeling well and it's only free practice." James insisted, "But I want to see Alex, Logan, Oscar, and Lando. You know they've been looking forward to seeing me." Y/n groaned. "I'm sure they'll understand that you're not feeling well. If you feel better by tomorrow, you can join us for FP3 and Quali." James promised.

Y/n groaned again, "Fine. I'll stay here, but I'm ordering room service." She sighed, standing up and picking up her toothbrush. James walked up behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her temple, "I'm sorry, I know you wanted to cheer your...grid kids on, but you're not feeling well. Your health is more important than anything, dear." James muttered, lips still pressed against Y/n's temple.

Y/n huffed and spat out the foam, "I guess you're right. It's only qualifying, I'll be able to join you Sunday." The woman agreed. She turned in James' arms and wrapped her arms around him, "It's okay. Order yourself something when you're hungry and make sure to get some rest, okay?" James asked, "Okay." Y/n agreed.

"I have to go now, but I'll send someone to check on you." James spoke, gathering his things, "I'll be fine, love. Have a good day. I love you." Y/n hummed, gently pulling James down by the back of his neck, "I love you too." James said, pressing his lips to hers, "Make sure you eat."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Give the boys luck from me, yeah?" Y/n let out, walking towards the bed they shared and lying down, "I will." James assured, walking out of the hotel.

Y/n picked up the phone and ordered something light to eat as she wasn't as hungry as she usually was. "Some toast and turkey bacon should be sufficient," Y/n mumbled, putting the phone back onto the receiver. Y/n sat back with a sigh, reaching for the remote to turn on a show  while she waited for the food to arrive.

Once it arrived, Y/n opened the door and took the food from the woman at the door. The smell of the food hit her nose and she began to feel nauseous until she had to drop the plate and run to the bathroom, "Ma'am? Ma'am, are you okay?" The employee asked, running into the restroom after her. The employee rubbed Y/n's back, "Ma'am are you sick? Do you need me to get anything?" She asked sweetly, "No, I'm good. I think I might be coming down with something. Although, I don't feel sick other than the vomiting." Y/n panted.

The employee's eyes widened and she began to look around, spotting signs of another person, "Ma'am, are you here with someone?" The woman, whose nametag read Kaila, asked. "My husband. Why? You don't need to call him. I'm only throwing up." Y/n assured, "Oh, no. I-- That's ...that's not what I meant. You are throwing up, but you don't seem to have a fever. You threw up at the smell of your food... There's only one thing I can think of." Kaila said. "What?" Y/n asked, "Hold on. I'm going to go get something. I'll knock on the door." Kaila informed before walking out of the hotel room, "What the fuck?" Y/n muttered.

She stood up and cleaned up the food that had fallen in her rush to get to the bathroom, "What do I eat now?" Y/n huffed, throwing the food in the trash and putting the plate on the dresser near the door.

Y/n sat back onto the bed and grabbed the remote again, "I guess I'll just have to watch some television until my stomach settles." Y/n sighed.

Y/n had forgotten that the employee had told her that she would be coming back until ten minutes later, when there was a knock on the door. "Hello, ma'am. I'm sorry for intruding like this, but I've bright you some stuff." Kaila rushed into the room, seeing the black plastic bag she had in her hand. "Pardon me, but this is highly inappropriate behavior. I—" Y/n started, "I know that this is unprofessional behavior of me, but I realized something." Kaila said, pulling out a few boxes.

"What are— Are...are those pregnancy tests?" Y/n asked, "Yes, I have been through this before. Believe it or not, I'm a mother of three, so I think I'm able to realize when one might be pregnant. Now that I look at you, you are kind of glowing. Go to the bathroom and take these." Kaila ordered, shoving the tests into Y/n's hands, "But I don't need to pee." Y/n protested.

Kaila sighed and left the room, coming back with bottles of water on her hands, "There you go. Drink and pee. I'll leave it to you. Have a good day, ma'am." Kaila placed the waters on the dessert and rushed out of the room. "What the hell was that?" Y/n questioned, looking at the door in confusion before looking at the water bottles.

With a sigh, Y/n snatched a water bottle and began drinking it slowly so she wouldn't throw it up immediately. As soon as she needed to use the restroom, she grabbed one of the boxes and took the test. "Now to wait." Y/n hummed, placing the test in the sink and setting a timer on her phone. It would be a few hours until James came back, so she wouldn't have to worry about him coming back and catching her before she was ready.

What was she going to do if she was pregnant? She knew that she and James weren't getting any younger and if they were to have children, it'd have to be before she turned at least forty. How would James feel about having a child? Y/n knew he'd want one, but they didn't really talk about when they wanted.

The timer went off, snapping Y/n out of her thoughts. Y/n stood up, taking a deep breath and entering the bathroom. She picked up the test with the screen upside down, "Whatever it is, I'm going to accept it. I'm going to be happy even if I'm not pregnant." Y/n assured herself before flipping the test over.

Pregnant

Y/n covered her mouth, tears welling up within her eyes and a lump sticking in her throat, "Holy shit. I'm pregnant. I'm having a baby!" Y/n cheered, holding the test to her chest. She was worried about how James would react, but at the same time, she was too excited to care. It would devastate her if James didn't want the baby, but she wasn't going to get rid of it. She was sweet on grabbing and raising the child, even if she has to do it by herself.

"Screw this." Y/n said, grabbing her purse, a jacket, and ordered an Uber. She wasn't planning on waiting to tell James about their growing family. She didn't want to wait, she wanted to share her joy with her husband immediately and maybe even her surrogate grid children.

She excitedly hopped out of the Uber and made her way towards the paddock entrance with her pass around her neck. "Hey, Mrs. Vowels!" A Aston Martin engineer greeted, "Hey!" Y/n greeted back. Y/n rushed through the paddock, not pausing for anyone, but making sure to greet anyone who greeted her. "James!" Y/n called out to her husband, who was talking with her grid children, Logan and Alex.

"Mama Vowels! I thought you were feeling sick." Logan greeted, hugging Y/n, "We thought you wouldn't be here. James told us that you were sick." Alex added also hugging Y/n. "I did, but..." Y/n dig into her purse and pulled out the test, "I wanted to tell you this as soon as possible."

James took a tissue and grabbed the test, "My love, are you... you're—" "I'm pregnant!" Y/n interrupted. James pulled his wife to his chest and kissed her while Logan and Alex cheered in a very Logan and Alex way. “Congratulations!” A few engineers cheered as the couple embraced each other, “Come here.” Y/n beckoned, pulling the two into the hug.

“Why are we hugging? What’s everyone cheering for?” The familiar voice of Lando Norris spoke up. The group broke apart and looked to Y/n, who had tears streaming down her face. Y/n held up the test, “We’re having a baby!” She said, “Congratulations!” Lando’s quiet Aussie teammate finally spoke up, “That’s amazing. Congratulations.” Lando said, giving the soon-to-be mother a big smile.

“I’m going to have another kid.” Y/n breathed, “What do you mean another?” Alex questioned, “You four are my kids. What do you mean? I’ve shipped you as soon as I met you guys.” Y/n said as if it was obvious.

“Well, I’m happy to be apart of your family.”

Y/n stepped out of the car with the help of her husband, clad in maternity clothing and her stomach protruding. "You know that you could've stayed home." James told her, putting a hand on her back to make sure she was okay while walking, "I know that I don't have to, but you're in the UK, so why would I not come and support my boys?" Y/n asked, rolling her eyes as she waddled into the paddock.

"Hey, I didn't think you'd be here seeing as you look like you're about to pop any second." Lando joked, jogging up to them as they passed the McLaren garage with Oscar trailing behind. "I didn't want to miss your home race, Lando. Even if "I'm about to pop" I'd never miss out for the world." Y/n tittered, before groaning. "What's wrong? Are you okay? Do you need anything?" James questioned, "It's nothing. My feet just feel like they're on fire." Y/n answered.

"You can sit in the McLaren garage if you need to." Oscar offered, "I think you should, love. You can come to the Williams garage when you feel like you can walk without your feet hurting." James said. "Thank you, boys, but I'll be fine. I think I make it to Williams. I want to be with my husband." Y/n rejected, "Are you sure? I don't mind walking to the garage alone. You can go rest." James reassured.

"No, I want to be with you. If I do go into labour, I want to be nearby." Y/n explained, "Okay, then shall we get you to the garage?" James questioned, guiding Y/n to the Williams garage and immediately getting a chair for her to sit. "Do you need anything? Water? Snacks?" James inquired, "Can I have some ice cream if we have any?" Y/n asked, "I'll go get that for you." James said, kissing Y/n's forehead.

"Thank you." Y/n said, watching James walk away, "Hey, Mama Vowels. How are you feeling?" Alex asked, holding a bottle of water out for her. "I'm swollen and in pain, but I'm happy to be here." Y/n answered happily, "Your due date is near isn't it? Are you sure it's safe for you to be here when your water can break at any moment?" Logan asked. "You both are worth it. I can give birth at any moment, yes, but I'm not going to miss you both racing." Y/n

 scoffed playfully.

As James was coming back, Y/n felt a tightening sensation within her abdomen, "I got your ice cream." James announced, holding the packaged ice cream out for Y/n, "Are you okay, Mama Vowels?" Logan asked, bending down as the woman stared ahead of her blankly. "Mama Vowel?" Alex called, "Love?" James spoke, putting a hand on her shoulder. Y/n then felt a pop and what felt like a waterfall gushing down her leg. Y/n looked up at her husband with widened eyes and a slack jaw.

"My water broke."

#f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 x you #f1 instagram au #f1 fic #formula one imagine #formula one fanfic #formula one fanfiction #formula one imagines #james vowels x reader #james vowels x wife! reader #f1 fluff #f1 x female reader #f1 x y/n #james vowels x y/n #james vowels x you #formula 1 x reader #team principal x reader #cw pregnancy #tw pregnancy

[1-800-callmewhenyougetlost]

Could u do fem reader goes to dinner w 2008 Bill and he uses vibrating panties on her in public?? (My spelling wasn’t coquette this time)

Wet

TW: Daddy kink and use of a vibrator. (Well no duh it says it in the request)

Third person pov:

It was 2008 and Bill and y/n just came back from the store Spencers. Y/n didn't think anything until they went to the back of the store. Bill was constantly grabbing stuff from the back making sure y/n doesn't see what hes buying. "Daddy when are we going to your parents house?" Y/n asked. "Later i promise.." he was walking to the check out.

She nodded. Once they got out bill stopped her and said "Look what daddy got you! Daddy will help you put this on okay?" He got out a vibrator toy you can put on your panties. "Okay daddy! Lets go to the restroom!" She said. They both went to family restroom "Alright take off your baby skirt and your panties daddy got you okay?"

She'd nodded and took off her panties and gave it to Bill. Bill grabbed the vibrator out of the spencer bag. He connected the vibrator and gave it back to her "Here put the panties back okay?" He said. She put it back on and continue on with her day.

Time skip---

Bill had a plan he would turn on the vibrator while eating with his parents. They were going to change then go to there parents house. She put in low rise miss me jeans with a baby t. Bill always picked her outfit and hairstyle she was wearing high pig tails with a pink ribbon. "Your so beautiful princess! Lets go!" He grabbed her hand walking to his car.

Once they got there she was really nervous. "Daddy im nervous what if she doesn't like me!" She was holding him. "Don't worry okay she will like you!" He said. They knocked on the door "Oh hi Bill who this is that your girlfriend?" His mom asked. "This is y/n'' he introduced. "Hi mrs. Kaulitz!" She exclaimed. "Welcome honey come in come in we were about eat dinner why dont you to go in?" They both went in and sat down bill grabbed the remote (to the vibrator) and turned it on. Y/n jumped alittle. She was squealing quietly "Y/n honey are you okay?" Bills mom asked.

"Yes ma'am!" She moaned while saying that. She was really struggling. She was gripping on the table. Few seconds later the seat was soaked she was trying not to cry. She finally reached her climax and instead of her cumming out squirt spills out she opens her eyes wide and she sees bill smirking...

#bill kaulitz #tom kaulitz #gustav schäfer #tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel x you #geroglisting

[genderqueerdykes]

Things commonly asked while questioning one's gender

Here are some questions you may ask yourself if you are in the process of questioning your gender; if these questions have occurred to you, or create a dialogue or reaction in you, you could possibly have an experience that falls under the trans* umbrella. PLEASE note that NONE of these are REQUIREMENTS for being trans- people have asked me to lay out some basic questions you can ask yourself or a checklist and this is what i've come up with so far:

Does being called by my birth name bother me? would i be happier going by a different name of a different gender or a different name somehow?

Do the pronouns assigned with my birth gender feel inaccurate somehow? would i be happier if i changed my pronouns? does the gender marker assigned to me on licenses and IDs bother me or feel inaccurate?

Does the way other people address me affect me? does the way other people perceive me and assign gendered terms and roles to me in passive conversation bother me? does it bother me that people treat me like a "man" or "woman" when that's not how i feel? does it bother me when people aggressively call me sir, ma'am, lady, man, sister, brother, etc.

When engaging in roleplay or thought exercises, do i find myself naturally envisioning myself as a different gender, or creating characters of a different gender because it feels more safe, natural or comfortable to me while doing thought exercises or fantasizing? do i find that it comes easily to me to put myself in the shoes of another gender, perhaps even moreso than my agab?

Do I find myself relating to one gender moreso than others whenever I engage with fiction? do I find that I wish I could be a lot more like characters of a certain gender ? Do I find that it's easier to project myself on to characters of a different gender?

Do i feel trapped, uncomfortable, upset, irritated, or freaked out when other people comment on how feminine or masculine i am? do i feel like they are wrong in how they see me? do i feel uncomfortable when separated by genders with my peers? do i feel alienated when assigned to be partnered up with one gender but more at home with another? do i feel as though i'm forced to use the incorrect gendered spaces like restrooms?

Would i feel better or more free if i tried to look for different clothing? do the clothes i wear now feel wrong, restrictive, uncomfortable, or in some other way like they are not mine or do not suit me?

Do i wish my voice were lower or higher? does my internal view of how my voice should sound match how it does, and do i feel like i should change that to feel more comfortable and safe, or more like myself?

Do i wish my body were different in some way? does my internal view of how i look match how my body looks? is there something that's wrong or makes me feel uncomfortable? is there something that would make me happier if i changed it, like my musculature, fat distribution, facial structure, hair growth, and so on? do i feel as though something is missing, or needs to go?

Do I feel as though the genders described to me by others just don't fit? do i feel as though i just cannot fit into the boxes of male and female? do i feel as though no matter what gender i try to identify with , it is still inaccurate? do i find that i have an experience with a gender, but it's nothing like how most other people describe their experiences?

Do i wish that i could have more freedom in my presentation and identity? would being able to change my identity on occasion be more beneficial to me? is it too difficult for me to nail down an exact identity and it would be easier for me to identify with a more nebulous term like genderlessness? do overly rigid pre-defined genders or presentations make me feel trapped or left out?

Would i feel more comfortable if i were the one defining the terms i identify with as opposed to other people assigning them to me based upon how i look, sound and act?

Do i feel as though it is not possible for me to be cis no matter what way i try to present or which genders i identify with?

Do I find myself naturally looking up to gender non conforming, trans, nonbinary and other queer people in general? do i find that the way they go about presenting their genders and interacting with gender makes more sense than how cis people approach gender?

this is not an attempt at a diagnostic tool, nor is it required for you to experience ALL of these things, or even most of them. every trans person experiences something different. i'm presenting a list of common questions people ask themselves while questioning their gender. we will continue to add as we think of things

#trans #transgender #transsexual #trans man #trans woman #mtf #ftm #trans men #trans boy #trans lady #trans girl #trans girls #trans boys #enby #nonbinary #genderqueer #genderfluid #maverique #neutrois #xenogender #resources #save #our writing

[fuck-customers]

Guess who got radicalized at her Malwart job today?! This girl. ✋(Sorry this is kinda long, tw transphobia?)

I am a cis girl, but I kinda look like a dude. I'm fat but practically flat chested, I don't wear makeup, and when I wear my long hair up I get called dude and sir a lot. It doesn't really bother me, and most people realize their mistake when they hear my voice or notice my long hair (why long hair=automatic girl idk, but whatever). Even my name could be a boy or a girl's, so it doesn't help people's confusion.

I'm a cart returner at Malwart. The other day I had to go to the bathroom, and rather than walk through the whole store to the employee restrooms in the back, I just used the ones near the entrance. No one was inside when I came in, so I went in a stall and did my business. Even sat on my phone watching videos and playing games for a while because fuck the corporate overlords. While I was in there, I heard a mom and a kid come in. Mom was struggling to help them pull their pants down and go potty, kid was fussing and probably in need of a nap. I don't think anything of it and kept playing games on my phone till I got bored and finished up.

When I left the stall mom and kid were at the sink, and mom whipped her head around to look at me like I had just jumped out and yelled BOO! Whatever, I assume she just didn't know anyone else was in there with her. I give her a smile and go wash my hands. "Excuse me," I hear her say to my left. Again, I don't think anything of this, I just assume she's talking to the kid. I dry my hands and leave. "Ex-CUSE me!" I hear behind me as I leave. I turn around and she's followed me out of the bathroom, tugging the grumpy kid along.

Her: Why were you in the ladies restroom?

Me, confused: Pardon?

Her: You were in the LADIES room!

Me, still confused: ...Yes?

Her: The MENS room is RIGHT THERE!

Me, having a realization: Ma'am what are you implying?

Her: Don't play dumb with me! You were in there with me and my CHILD!

Me: Yes, I was PEEING.

Her: In the WOMENS room! You're DISGUSTING!

She's shouting and people are staring at this point, and a member of asset protection (security basically) comes over. Unfortunately, I still look like a dude, and I don't know this particular coworker.

Security: Is there a problem ma'am?

Her: This MAN was just in the ladies room with me and my CHILD! I didn't know Malwart employed GROOMERS.

Me: Holy shit I was in a STALL and I left as soon as-

Security: Why didn't you go to the employee bathroom?

Me: It's at the back of the store!

Security: Well, I'm just saying, people like you should know you make people uncomfortable.

Me: I'M making people uncomfortable?! And SHE came in after ME! I didn't FOLLOW HER in there!

This went on for a few more minutes till security called for a manager to deal with ME, because I was the problem apparently. Thankfully the manager did know me, and helpfully informed them "She's a woman and she's worked here for 8 years you idiot." The security guy ran off with his tail between his legs and the manager let me go back to my job while she tried to calm down the lady.

Later that same manager came to me and said "Why didn't you just tell her you're a woman?" and I said "Would that have mattered to her? She would have assumed I meant I'm a transwoman anyway. Her mind was made up about me," and the manager just shook her head and said "You just made the whole situation worse"

I made the situation worse. I was harassed just because of what I look like, and I made the situation worse. I gotta admit I used to be pretty "well I can understand why some people would be uncomfortable" about trans people, but now? Fuck transphobes. Fuck ANYONE who would treat someone like shit just because of what they look like.

@staff I HATE the new text editor!

[starzioo]

𝐃.𝐌 ❦ 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭.

So this is my first time writing Draco M. I like this one! Hope you like this fluff one shot as much as I do! <3

No warnings!

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~DRACO POV~

-In the great hall.

'I can't believe that oaf Snape gave me detention, and for what I was just sitting there and my wand just so happened to cast a spell at Potter.' I was nearly drowned in my thoughts when I heard the door open. I turned around to see some girl with a weirdly bright smile on her face. 'I mean she is like 30 minutes late for detention. I don't know why she's happy' "Good after noon Professor Snape." She said bowing her head at Snape. 'Damn she's bold' "Ms. L/n, may I remind you, you are to be punctual for detention." Snape said in monotone. "Yeah yeah." She sat one table away from me and took a quill out and started writing what I'm guessing is something along the lines of what Snape is making me write. She was wearing Slytherin robes, 'I wonder why I've never noticed her before.' "Mr. Malfoy I didn't assign you detention so you could stare at Y/n" Said Snape as he shoved my head back down towards my paper.

~3RD PERSON~

You looked at Draco for a moment then smirked. 'Ah now see I would worry about him buttt I have better plans for detention.' You raised your hand. "M'yes." Snape said "Can I go use the restroom I forgot to before I got here." You said frantically, trying to convince Snape to let you go. "Seeing you were 30 minutes late I would've guessed you would've already went.....but I suppose so." "Thank you!!" You said already running to the overly large doors.

As you finally get out of the great hall doors, you start sprinting towards Snapes classroom. When you get there you were almost winded, but that didn't stop you from checking every drawer in his desk for your spray paint. "Shit, shit , shit" you cursed as your frantically looked through cupboards of confiscated items taken away from students. "What are you doing in here?" A cold and deep voice asks you. You turned around so quick Draco probably thought you were a tweaker. "Uh, nothing actually just got lost. You know what I'm guessing this isn't the bathroom, so if you don't mind imma just slide right past you." You said trying to get past Draco who was standing in the door way. His broad shoulders practically blocking every exit. As you tried squeezing past him he said "No, I don't think so." "Sir I would be appreciative if you just let me go." "Ma'am I would be appreciative if you told me what you were doing in Snapes classroom." "Like I said I got lost on my way to the bathroom." You said shrugging. "You've been going here for 5 years I think you would know where the girls bathroom is?" "I have short term memory loss" you say shrugging. "Sure, yeah. Tell me what you were doing in here and I'll leave you alone." "Oh okay then, I was looking for the spray paint cans Snape confiscated from me. He took them when I wasn't even using them."

"Well, I'm guessing by the big message on the boys bathroom ceiling saying "I see you" is good enough reason." He leans on the door way. "Okay well I told you why I was here so you can leave" "I'm not gonna leave." "Why?" "Cause you're more than likely gonna graffiti Snapes classroom and just cause problems for not only me but yourself." "Aweee you care about me, and if I get in trouble." "No I don't actually, Snape sent me to look for you. So if you get in trouble, I get in trouble." "Hey, why don't you just help me find the cans and we can go back to detention?" “nd’ why would I do that” He tilts his head slightly as he crosses his arms, he continues “All you’re gonna do is continue to graffiti the school” “Draco, the longer you stay here trying to reason with me the longer you have snaps waiting for our return, regardless i’m getting them back. With or without your help.” You shrug. He just stares for a second obviously thinking about your statement. He takes a breath before speaking. “If you tell one soul about this…” A sly smile appears on your face. “Thank youu~” You said running back over to the cabinets as Draco started looking in the drawers of Snapes desk. "I think I got it." Draco said after a couple minutes of looking. He pulled out a couple different cans. "Yes! Thank youu!" You said running over to Draco and taking the cans. "Can we go back now?" He said annoyed. "Yes, yes we can." You said putting the cans in the big hidden pockets you had in your robes.

As you two were walking back to the great hall Draco asked "Why don't I know you?" "Uhh I mean I don't know. I guess I'm usually either in detention or I'm skipping classes." You said slightly laughing. "What about your grades?" "Straight O's." You said unfazed. "How? If you're always not in class then how do you have straight O's? Not even I have straight O's." "I guess stuff just comes naturally to me. I finish all my missing work late at night. It doesn't really bother me." You said shrugging. "What's the point in getting into so much trouble? You could easily be a star student if you just didn't do all this stuff that could get you suspended." "I guess it's just for the thrill? I dunno I just do stuff that makes me happy, I guess." "You're confusing." Draco said rubbing his head. You two walked in a comfortable silence all the way back to the great hall. "I found her professor." Draco said. "What was taking so long? Where was she?" Snape said with a questioning look. You looked at Draco with a look that said 'please don't tell him I was stealing from his classroom.' He hesitated. "She was just fixing her hair in the bathroom." "Ms. L/n I would appreciate it if you didn't use your detention time to start a salon. You may both go back to your work."

~AFTER DETENTION~

There were very few kids in detention but you and Draco were the only Slytherins there. On your way back to the common room you realized Draco was walking a few steps behind you. "Why are you following me?" You said turning around on your heels. "Get off your high horse, we are both going to the same place. Geez." "Ohhhh, I forgot, although I could've sworn you were a Hufflepuff?" You said sarcastically. "You are so funny I almost forgot to laugh." Draco said with a straight face. "You know Malfoy you aren't that bad...Truth or Dare?" you say spontaneously. "I'm not going to be playing such a childish game. Especially with you." He said rolling his eyes. "C'mon just one little game." "No." "Yes." "No." "Yes." "No. "Yes." "Okay! Dear Merlin, you're annoying." He says scoffing. "I don't really care. Truth or dare?" "Truth." "Ughh you're boring. Just pick dare." "Okay fine, dare." "Oo, yes! Okay, I dare you to take one of my spray cans and write something, it can be anywhere and anything. BUT it has to be multiple words!" You said passing him a can of black spray paint. "No! That's gonna get me in detention, just like you." "Uh sir...you're acting like you weren't in there either. And plus we won't get caught." "But what if?" "It's gonna be fine, just trust me." You said realizing Draco's hand was still on top of yours from when you guys paused when you handed him the can. You quickly took away your hand and acted like nothing happened. "Well either way I have the can. So if we get caught it looks like I did it." "Ouuu I have an ideaa~" You said completely ignoring what Draco just said. "What?" "How about we write something to the Gryffindors?" "Sounds tempting," Draco said actually taking into consideration what you were saying. "I have the perfect place for it too!" You said excitedly. "Okay I'll do it, but only if you promise to take the fall if we get caught." "I promise." You said sticking out your pinky. "I don't do pinky promises." He says blankly looking from your extended pinky back to you. "Fine then, then there's no absolute way to know I'll take the fall," You said shrugging. He lets out air, "Fine." He says sticking out his pinky, you took his pinky with yours and kissed your hand. "What was that?" "You have to seal every pinky promise with a kiss, duh." "Oh my god." He said as he kissed his hand. "Okay, now there's this rock that all the Gryffindors literally cherish. I have zero clue why, it's just a rock, but they always hang around it so I'm guessing it's special or something. It's actually kinda weird, hey do you think they have a rock fetish or something?" You said gasping at the end. "Just show me where it is." He said rolling his eyes. "Okay fine then. Follow me." You said rolling your eyes. After walking for a while you two finally get to the 'special' rock. "Here we are!" You say spreading your arms out. "Are you serious? This is the rock?" "Yep!" "Okay.." He said sighing. He takes the can out of his pocket and crouches down so he can write straightly on the rock. He stares at the rock for a while. "Well?" "Hold on! I'm thinking." "Well, you better think faster cause I'm cold out here!" "I know what I'm gonna write." "What?" "Suck it." "You won't, no balls." "Shut up." He then shook the can up then sprayed it on the rock. "Oh, you actually did it." you said in disbelief. "Yeah, what about it?" "I mean I wasn't gonna force you to do it but I guess what's done is done." You said shrugging. "So what you're saying is I could've just said no and I would be going to sleep right now instead of fooling around with you?" "Yup, pretty much." "Oh my merlin." Draco said rolling his eyes as he stands. "Let's go before we get caught!" You said running back to where you two came from.

Once you get back into the corridors you begin to walk Draco is next to you walking in comfortable silence, "You know, having someone like you around isn't too bad." Draco says glancing at you. "What do you mean someone like me-" You get cut off by Draco pulling you back to the corner covering your mouth. He whispers into your ear, "Filch is around the corner shh." You nod and try to take his hand off your mouth, you finally realize he is pressed up behind you in the corner. Draco peaks around the corner and finally uncovers your mouth. "Okay, what's the plan?" Draco asks. "My plan was to follow your plan!" You say whisper yelling. You both continue to whisper argue with each other until you hear a meow behind you. When you turn around you see Ms. Norris, Filchs cat. "Go, go, go, go, go!" You whisper to Draco as both of you start running down the halls, turning random corners. You both take a few more turns and finally get to the common room. You flopped down on the couch exhausted from all the running you two did. "I can't believe we didn't get caught." You said looking at Draco, who was sitting on the chair on the right to you. "Me neither, I don't even know why I did it. I don't even know why I followed you." He laughed a little. "I guess I'm just special." You said shrugging. "Yeah, pretty special" he scoffed rolling his eyes. You two stayed up and talked until a prefect came and told you two that you should be in bed. "Night loser!" You said as you turned up the stairs to go to your dorm. "Shut up." You two became close friends, who would've known someone you never knew in the first place would become one of your favorite people.

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I saw this pic on Pinterest and immediately thought of Draco lol. This one is probs as corny as the rest of my one shots but tbh I like it a lot!

#draco malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #draco x reader #x reader #reader insert #reader imagine #y/n #x you #x y/n #x you fluff #x y/n fluff #slytherin fanfiction #slytherin boys #slytherin #slytherin pride #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #hogwarts #harry potter #draco malfoy fanfiction #oneshot #fluff #fandom #fanfic #fanfiction #hp fanfic #hp

[wandering-mage]

Something important that I think allies really need to start doing to be good allies to the trans community is stop assuming anyone's gender.

Now that sounds easy, and I think most allies wouldn't blink at that statement, but I think in practice a lot of allies balk at what this actually means.

It's easy enough to say trans women are welcome in the women's restroom and that you are comfortable with that. But are you going to be comfortable with a trans woman with copious body hair and a full beard, and not dressing "traditionally feminine"? If so, why not? How is this different from a cis woman with these traits? (And if you are uncomfortable with that, why?) This person is a woman, regardless of their appearance. Either of these women should be treated with respect, and regardless of whether they are embracing the appearance or dysphoric about it.

Cis women (relatively speaking) are allowed to present more masculine and still be women. Whereas when trans women that want to do the same get accused of being fake, not trans, not trying hard enough etc. Non-binary people that don't meet some nebulous standard of androgyny get accused of wanting to be special, subsets of other genders, or not trying hard enough, if they don't have the idea of anyone being non-binary dismissed entirely. Trans men are often treated as invisible, and anything "feminine" is used to undernine their gender.

Not assuming people's genders means not looking at a person you know nothing about and deciding they are X gender, and picking what pronouns and other words to use for them. I may like when some stranger uses she/her for me or calls me ma'am, but the using either of those is a larger issue that needs to change. If you don't know someone's pronouns, use they/them. That means no assumptions. It doesn't matter how sure you think that random person you see is a cis man that uses he/him pronouns, unless you have had that communicated to you, you don't know (and a reminder, pronouns =/= gender, any gender could use any set(s) of pronouns).

I'm not sure how much I can stress how critically important all this can be for the safety of trans and gender non-conforming people. And I'm aware this isn't easy. It's a very ingrained social behavior, and trans people will struggle through this too. I have to keep reminding myself to not assume pronouns for people. It's going to be a messy process.

I know I'm far from the first to talk about this, but it needs to be talked about more and it was bouncing around my brain. I doubt everything I said here is perfect and possibly have left out some things.

(For context, I'm a binary trans woman.)

(Note: I'm aware there are situations where people have to make some assumptions for their own safety, such as women needing to be wary of people that look like how men are traditionally identified. I'm not talking about those situations, safety is important, and unfortunately all you can really go by is appearance in deciding how to respond there.)

#trans #transgender #non binary #gender #lgbtqia #lgbtq #lgbtqplus #queer

[iamknicole]

Prologue

A/N: Bare with me the holidays are a busy time for me so it'll most likely be week day uploads when I do start posting chapters! Enjoy! Comment, reblog & share! Updates depend on engagement! 🌻

Warnings: A bit of cursing, 18+, Minors DNI

Masterlist

The sound of kids talking and playing filled Shania's ears as she entered the three year old classroom. A few kids noticed her, running to give her hugs then went back to playing. She watched them for a moment then went to the connected boys restroom, peeking in. 

"Hey, Ms. Martina. You buzzed for me?"

Martina stood from her kneel in front of the middle stall. "Yeah. Jaden has a stomach thing and no clothes."

Shania walked in to check on the child, giving him a soft smile. "Not feeling good, buddy?"

His voice came out weak and sad. "No ma'am."

"I'll get somebody to bring you some ginger ale and extra clothes while I call mommy and daddy. Sound good?" Giving him another pout, she turned to Martina. "If you want when he's cleaned up, you can bring him to the office with me. Tell me the last name again."

"Fatu."

Leaving the classroom, Shania power walked through the daycare back to her office and to her desk. After going through her software, she found his profile and dialed the first number. 

"Good morning, Mrs. Fatu. This is Shania Taylor at Busy Bees. Jaden's not feeling well and he's had an accident so you're gonna have to come pick him up. Thank you. See you soon."

Shania left the same message three times with Jaden's mom, dad and uncle. She sighed softly realizing there was only one more number to call. Dialing the number, she put it on speaker so she could pull her curls away from her face. 

"Hello?"

The deep voice startled her a bit as she honestly wasn't expecting anyone to answer. 

"Helloooo," the voice sang out, "Somebody there?"

"Sorry, yes." She picked her phone up, moving it closer to her.  "Hey, I'm sorry to bother you. This is Shania Taylor from Busy Bees. Is this Joshua Fatu?"

"Uh, yeah, this Josh. Busy Bees?"

"Yes, Busy Bees. Your nephew, Jaden, is enrolled here."

"Oh shit, my bad," he said quickly, "I don't think I ever knew the name. He aight? He need something?"

She glanced at her office door when she heard a light knock, finding Martina standing in the doorway with Jaden in tow. She waved them in, pointing at the ottoman in front of her window. 

"He's actually not feeling well and had an accident. He didn't have any clothes but I keep extras here so that's taken care of. You are gonna have to get him though."

Josh went silent for a moment, Shania could hear rustling around in his background.

"I don't mind at all but did you call Jon or Trinity first?"

"Yes sir," she said softly as she rolled her chair over to Jaden. She covered him with her throw blanket. "I called them and the other uncle they had listed, no one answered."

"Aight, I'll try to call them. I'm on the way though, Ms. Taylor."

"Thank you, see you soon."

The small monitor on her desk chimed and real time video popped up fifteen minutes later. Easing up from her spot, Shania checked the monitor then went to the front door of the center. She pushed the door open for him, a small smile on her face. 

"Hey, Mr. Fatu." She watched him as he stepped inside. "Thank you for coming."

He looked around the foyer then at her, giving her a small nod. "Josh. Just Josh. I gotta get em from the class?"

"Nope, he's actually been in my office with me. Fell asleep not too long ago. He had me watching toy videos so the nap was a blessing in disguise for us both," she joked. "Since he is asleep, I can go ahead and get a copy of your license."

He frowned a little at that. "Why?"

"I make copies of everyone's licenses when they come to pick up one of my babies. State law. Keeps them safe. You can step into my office."

The two stood in silence while she made her copies. Josh grabbed Jaden's backpack, bag of soiled clothes and the small bottle of ginger ale beside him. He watched Shania move quickly around her office from the printer to the filling cabinet then to her desktop, lingering there for a few minutes. She wrote something down on her post it before peeling it off. Going to Josh, she held it out to him smiling. Slowly, he took it then looked at her. 

"What's this?"

"Your family's code to get into the door so you don't have to wait to be let in whenever you come get him."

"Thank you," he stuffed it into his pocket then carefully picked up his sleeping nephew, "I need to sign em out?"

"I'll take care of it. You just take care of my buddy. When you talk to his parents, let them know he can return when he's been symptom free for 24 hours."

"Gotcha. You the boss lady huh?" He joked adjusting Jaden in his arms. 

Her smile grew a little wider, her cheeks pushing her eyes into small slits. "I wouldn't say boss lady but I am the owner."

"Shit. Forreal?"

"Yes and we don't talk like that in Busy Bees, Josh." She chastised playfully.

He flashed her a quick smile, giving a peek of his gold fronts on his bottom teeth. "My bad, Ms. Taylor. Ima let them know though. Have a good day, don't work too hard."

Walking in front of him to the door, she propped the door open for him to exit. She watched him effortlessly unlock his truck, put Jaden's things in then Jaden into his seat. She called out to him before he could open the driver side. 

"What's up?"

"Call me Shania."

His fronts made another appearance. "Yes ma'am."

#MOYL #jey uso x black reader #jey uso #Josh & Shania #the bloodline

[deadpool15]

Underwear?

"Hello, vlog. I'm currently in the kitchen. You can obviously see that if you have fucking eyes. I'm sorry, sometimes people will be slow. So, a couple of things have happened, first being I got MARRIED." Lyric says while smiling at the camera. "I've just been sitting in my house, living life. I got married in January, so it's been like a couple of months and I know what you thinking your this man done turned our girl into a fucking housewife. No, well shit I mean, the dick is good soo." I laugh while walking towards the refrigerator to grab out the ingredients for the pasta dish I'm making. Just a little simple meal, because I mean you got to save the best for last am I right. Yall know I'm right.

I managed to score me a 6'2, beautiful ass model and actor combined. Yea, that shig was definitely on my bucket list, I mean I was thinking more of a tall women like that video game with the zombies but, shit it's not like I fell short or anything. I met Byeon during Paris fashion week, during a bathroom accident. And by that I mean I walked into the wrong fucking bathroom because I was distracted and lost as fuck. I turn about towards the camera after explaining the situation. "I mean, I'm pretty sure that shit happened to everyone before to all of you. Agree with me, please. The sad part is this isn't the first time I've walked into the wrong bathroom. Let me live, ok. So, back to the story."

Flashback

"Omg, I'm going to fucking piss my pants. I'm too old for all this running and shit. A bitch is about 4'11, therefore I'm not athletic enough either. Sir fucking move." I practically scream at the random man blocking the entrance, ofc he tries to stop me but I pay him no mind, and immediately run into a stall. "This stupid fucking dress." After about what felt like 12 minutes I was able to use the bathroom. I walked out only to walk face first into a door, I looked up and saw a face. "Shit, dude, you are basically built like a wall. Wait, isn't this the women's bathroom, or do you identify as a women. If so, I'm totally sorry, ma'am." He looks down at me smirking before I notice this is the most beautiful man I've ever seen. "Shit, dude, you look like you were made by AI, I mean young lady."

It takes me a moment to realize he is speaking to me. Fucking beautiful specimen. I know his dick is big. Wait shit no what's wrong with me. Well, I'm obviously horny as shit and he could totally fix that issue. "This is the men's restroom, or you lost?" I look up at him basically staining my fucking neck shit this dude is tall, he could totally break my back. Wait, stop it. This is the men's bathroom, which explains why that dude tried to stop me from coming in here. "Yea, I am lost, sir. I was trying to find the womens bathroom, though that's obviously too late since I've already used the bathroom, and well, you know."I should walk you back them, just in case you get lost and wander into another's men's bathroom and some other guy gets the chance. Strange girl." I blush while looking around the bathroom." "Yes, you should be kind, sir."

Present

I start mixing all the ingredients while I finish telling the story, smiling at how the memories make me feel. "So. I'm just gonna let this cook for 30 minutes, and it should be done. I had already prepared the recipe last night, so everything is pretty much good. Anyways, how yall doing? Oo shit, this is a vlog, not a live video. Yea, I'm just gonna edit that out. I don't need yall thinking I'm slow and shit." As I finish speaking, my phone starts going off, and someone is literally blowing up my phone. "Acting like I owe child support in this bitch. I don't claim any foreign. Oo shit yall it's just my MAN." I smile once I see the contact.

Myman- Hey baby, are you busy ?

Mymam- Are you even up, I know you don't wake up til like 4 in the afternoon.

Myman- I was just checking in, baby. We got a break on set, and I told the staff that I had to speak with my wife.

Myman- There is this random girl that kinda won't leave me alone, not that you need to worry, though. I handled 👏 it.

Babycakes- I'm up

Babycakes- Who tf is bothering you, baby? If I need to come out there and check a bitch I will.

Myman- No, baby, nothing like that, I promise, just a little flirting.

Babycakes- Say no more say no more say no moreeee

Babycakes- I'm on my wayyyy

I gathered everything and headed to the car, and before I knew it, I made it on set. "So, since they still kinda filming, I can't bring yall. We'll I can I just like can show yall shit to be honest. So, I mean yall can we my man. My husband. So, let's go." I get out of my car walking up the security guards who greatly remember me and allow me in without a fight. "Omg, yall I thought I wad gonna have to be the anger black women in this bitch, anyways let's find our target." I walk pretty much all over the set saying him to everyone including Lee Yoon-mi. "It's my favorite strong girl. Guys, look at my girlfriend." She laughs hysterically at my comment. "Hello, to Lyrics vlog, stop saying I'm your girlfriend before your husband tries to take us apart." I kiss her cheek while hugging her, asking where would Byeon be right now. "He should be in his trailer. He heard you were coming and got all excited and locked himself in there, saying he was waiting patiently for his love." I laugh at how dramatic he is before telling yoon bye, leaving to finally get to him.

I spot the trailer that lists his name on it before knocking. "Are yall excited to see him, I mean, I am." I wait a while before I hear him at the door, "I told you all. I'm kinda busy." He opens the door staring at me wide-eyed. "To busy for me, sir." Byeon immediately grabs me and yanks me into the trailer, turning off my camera before I could introduce him to everyone. "I fucking missed you so much," I stare at him shocked since he is literally smelling me right now. He grabs my ass while pushing me further through the trailer, "You look so pretty. It's too pretty to walk out of the house. Fuck other people probably saw you didn't they?" "Ofc, they saw me baby I had to ask for your location, duh? What's wrong?" He grabs my jaw while pushing me against the Makeup table. "Don't sass me right now, I've been waiting forever. Sitting here hard thinking about fucking you until you can't walk. Seems like I didn't do a good enough job last night. Let's fix that."

"W-wait baby, we can't do that here," though it seems like my voice means nothing to him because he has already pushed me down bending me over. "But what if they hear, and I'm pretty sure you have to be on set soo- "Come on baby, don't make me beg. You know you want it to, and that's why you came here dressed up for me. All pretty for me." Before I can protest further, he starts fingering me slowly, causing me to moan out loud, and he stops. "Your sensitive baby, why are you sensitive? That would mean you were touching yourself earlier. Shit your already about to cum. I'm gonna have to punish you for that."

#byeon woo seok #strong girl nam soon

[froggy-frogz]

Is it okay if I can get a fic of Saiki k with a femboy reader that everyone mistakes as a girl?

Saiki x Femboy!Reader

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A/N: No TWs besides misgendering. I didn't write specifically it as a trans or cis male reader, so it's up to you the reader to see it how you'd like!

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You were really getting fed up at school. You couldn't tell how many times you were getting mistaken as a girl but it was the start of the school year and you had been called "ma'am" or "she" too many times to count. It was pissing you off.

"I don't get it." You say at lunch, gruffly picking at your food.

"They're still at it?" Saiki quietly says from next to you.

"Yep." You huff, not feeling very hungry, pushing your food away, "It's getting really annoying Saiki, like, I even have my pronouns on my bags too. It's not like the other students can't see it, and I even correct people! No one cares."

Saiki frowns from next to you, and you can see that he's thinking about how to respond. Thankfully, Saiki had sort of been like a rock throughout all of this, because at the beginning of the school year you had decided to start dressing more feminine, and it wasn't going so well, but Saiki was always there for you.

"Is there anything I can do?" He finally asks, looking at you now.

"I don't know." You sigh, "I really don't, I don't feel like there's anything to do."

The rest of lunch was quiet, besides you making small remarks here and there, and then it was time for class, which thankfully you had with your friends so it wasn't bad.

School went by quickly, and you had a few more incidents where other students would bump into you, or something would happen and they would respond with "sorry miss", which only pissed you off more.

At the school gate, Saiki was waiting for you. You had forgotten today was Friday, and on Friday you two normally went out to get coffee jelly. It was a small thing you two did, but he really enjoyed it, so you never minded.

"You ready? We hurry and we can get your favorite booth." You ask, and he nods, and you can tell he wants to ask how the rest of school went, but instead, he started briskly walking towards the cafe.

You had to jog to catch up to him, and when you did, you looked at him, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Saiki slows down, "I don't think I'm doing enough to help you at school."

"Of course you are. There's not much you can do to change how everyone else sees me." You snort.

[Boy how wrong you were, but that's another story]

"Still."

You grew quiet again, your mind still racing as you two drew nearer to the cafe.

When you two finally got there after the quiet walk, Saiki opened the door for you, and you two slipped inside, finding yourselves in the back, in the booth you found yourself in every Friday for the past couple of months.

"I'm going to go use the restroom really quick Sai, can you order for me? Just the same thing please." You say quickly, flashing a smile as you rush to the bathroom. You did have to pee but you didn't want to have to interact with anyone else outside of Saiki today.

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After doing your business, you head back to the table, freezing when you see the waitress talking to Saiki.

"And what did your girlfriend want?" She asks.

You wince, and you can feel your heart hammer in your chest. Not only did you get called a girl again, but now you put Saiki in an awkward situation as well. Goddamnit.

"He's my boyfriend, and he'd like the same thing please. And a water."

The tips of your ears turn bright red as she quickly apologizes and walks away, leaving you to walk back to the table, avoiding his gaze as you sit back down.

"Um, thanks." You say quietly, "You didn't have to do that. I know it was probably embarassing to have to correct her."

"I did. You're not my girlfriend." You look up to see him looking at you, and he has one of those looks where you can see his soft admiration for you, it wasn't a full smile but you could see the corner of his cheeks turned up, "You're my boyfriend, and I'm obligated to correct anyone who says anything otherwise."

"Thanks Sai." You smile at him, some of the stress lifted from your chest, "Now who's paying this time."

He rolls his eyes, and you have to let out a laugh.

#the disastrous life of saiki k #kusuo saiki #saiki k x reader #x reader #x gn reader #x male reader #x trans male reader #x ftm reader

[the-bar-sinister]

In Justice We Trust (144638 words) by thesavagesabretooth

catch up here

With Simon Blackquill and Athena Cykes assigned as their psychologists, the Phantom and Fulbright must grapple with their identity, their deeds, their future, and their love for the twisted samurai whom they betrayed. All the while, Edgeworth and Wright find their relationship tested as they walk the narrow path between pursuing real justice, and the dark age of the law.

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December 25, 5:20 pm

So it's real. It's all real. I really am Bobby Fulbright.

It certainly puts a fresh perspective on things.

Halbicht was lost in their own thoughts as they followed Simon, Agent Ash, and Apollo justice out of the room to give Metis Cykes and her daughter a few minutes of privacy.

Agent Ash was fixing her makeup thoughtfully as she walked out of the room. 

“...I’d heard about it, I’d always had a little faith in the supernatural, but seeing it firsthand like that…” She whistled. “...We’ll have to have the girl try to channel Kelso, see what happens to our suspect….or at least see if she can recognize a spirit inside someone.” 

Simon was still drying his eyes with the back of his sleeve. Robert grabbed his arm to stop him, and pressed the handkerchief from his pocket into Simon's hand.

"Here, Prosecutor Blackquill."

"Thank you, detective," he murmured. He dabbed his eyes with the cloth. "That was… a powerful experience. Ash-dono, I am sure that our young medium will be able to help in some way at least."

"Yeah…." Apollo murmured. He stumbled, and caught himself on the wall. Halblicht watched him closely. He seemed disoriented. "I'm gonna go uh, I gotta– I'll be in the restroom."

As he limped off without waiting for an answer, they followed him with their gaze.

It was a shocking experience for anybody, I guess, Bobby mused.

Perhaps. At least the matter between us is settled. Of your reality at least.“I hope so.” Sheila watched Apollo slip away with a quiet expression of concern, and a murmured “poor kid” before she went back to applying her makeup. A nervous habit, maybe, given the way her smile seemed forced.

“I’m sure she can. The Small Medium at Large has quite the kick.” she looked up at Simon. “...you gonna be okay? Seeing someone you care about back from the dead…it’s..” she went back to applying her lipstick before she murmured “gotta be one hell of a trip.” 

"A hell of a trip indeed, Ash-dono!" Simon barked a laugh, and Halblicht found the prosecutor suddenly half draped on their arm. Surprised, they put it around his shoulders to steady him.

"Easy there, sir," Bobby murmured. He was almost overwhelmed himself, tears threatening to spill from his eyes just in sympathy and stress at the whole event, but Robert helped hold on to him.

A regular conga line of emotional support, Robert thought dryly.

“I wouldn’t know. People I watch die? Stay dead.” Ash drawled with a dry laugh and a smirk “...except Kelso, perhaps.”

She snapped her compact shut and shoved it in her pocket. “You look like you’re about to fall over. I could get you a chair…though Detective Prime Time’s doing an admirable job.” 

"I'm happy to help in any way that I can, Agent Ash," Bobby promised with a sad smile. "If you'd like to faint, I can happily catch you."

“Very tempting, Prime Time.” She laughed, pushing her hand through her hair with the old wolfish grin “Watch out, I might take you up on it.” 

"Thankfully, I have two arms, ma'am!" he saluted with his free one, to demonstrate. Bobby was riding high on the emotional power of his own confirmed reality, and Robert was swimming in the backwash. Too much so to even protest his silly behavior.

Simon came through for him however. "You're ridiculous as always, Fool Bright." He sniffed into the handkerchief. "This is hardly the time for your witless shenanigans."

“Ah, and there goes my classic tv- faint.” Sheila sighed performatively, and instead dropped herself against the wall “I’d say we all earned the right to laugh while we can.” 

"Well, our ghost of honor was certainly laughing I suppose," Simon admitted.

"You made it sound like she was always like that," Bobby commented, curious.

"Oh yes. She always had a very dark sense of humor. Perhaps some of it rubbed off on me."

“A woman after my own heart.” Ash put her hand to her chest “she was a big influence on you, Samurai?” 

"The biggest of my life," he said. "Especially if you include the film library that she shared with me."

"Ah! So that's where your love of the samurai comes from, Prosecutor Blackquill?" Bobby beamed at him. 

"It reinforced the latent urge, I'm sure," he drawled.

“Ahhhh….” Sheila snickered “it awakened the soul of the samurai in yo—-- no I can’t finish that sentence!”

She broke out laughing in another fit as the door to the private room Athena and Metis had entered opened, and a tear-stained but smiling Athena came slowly walking out with the ‘Small Medium at Large’ trailing behind her. 

Bobby snapped to a salute. "Ms. Athena! And Ms. Fey– thank you very much for helping us."

"No problem!" Pearl snapped a salute back to him with a little smile, but Bobby could tell that she looked tired.

Do you think channeling a spirit is draining for her, Bobby? I've never noticed a problem like that between you and I– except accounting for the normal level of exhausted you make me.

Aw, Robert! But um, no, it seems like you're right.

"Are the pair of you alright?" Bobby asked.

Athena wiped at her eyes. 

“Y-yeah. I just had to get some stuff off my chest. It was nice to speak with her again. She looked over her shoulder. “...thanks Pearl. It meant the world to me.”

"Of course, Miss Athena! Any time!" Pearl chirped out, despite her obvious fatigue.

"We'll have to plan that party for when Aura is out of jail," Simon drawled. He leaned against Bobby's arm, seemingly unconcerned with disentangling himself for now. Bobby certainly wasn't going to push him away.

"So…" the young medium asked. "What's next? Confirming possessions, right?"

“I’d say…” Athena looked at the two of them with a half smile and a wave. She’d gone a little flushed, but seemed, admittedly, happy in their direction.

“That’s right, Small Medium at Large.” Agent Ash purred. “...but you look tired, hon. You think you can push through?” 

"I'm okay!" She nodded. "Seeing ghosts doesn't take energy the way that channeling them does. I can just… you know… see them. So as long as you trust my judgment, we're all set!"

Bobby and Robert were not unaware that Pearl had glanced rather significantly in their direction as she spoke.

“After that display? I’ll trust you to the ends of the earth, kid.” Sheila laughed, glancing sidelong at Robert and Bobby. “Do you boys need confirmation? Or should I take Pearl here to lockup?”

“Oh ah…and to Mr. Apollo.” Athena whispered to her– though in the empty hall it was easy to hear. 

"Why don't we hear from Ms. Fey– just for the official paperwork, so to speak," Robert said. He glanced between the medium and Simon.

Wait– did she just say Apollo? Bobby blinked internally in surprise– though it may have shown on their face.

So she did.

That's not a joke? But why would he…

"Why not indeed," Simon nodded.

Pearl chewed on her thumb, and nodded. "Uhuh. I can say for sure. I noticed it right away when I came in to breakfast at the hotel this morning. I was gonna ask Miss. Athen about it."

Athena slapped her hands on her cheeks in surprise. “OH! woah, I guess we had the same idea! We were gonna come find you about it…that…”

Simon said nothing, but favored Halblicht with a rather smug smirk

"Thank you for the confirmation, Ms. Fey," Bobby sniffled. "It means a lot."

Athena glanced at them with a muted but genuine smile “...yeah , that makes a lotta sense. And…And for Apollo?” 

Pearl chewed on her fingertips.

"Um…Should I wait until–" She paused as Halblicht heard the sound of footsteps coming around the corner.

It was Apollo Justice returning. 

His hair's wet, Robert observed.

Maybe staring at his face in the mirror and splashing it, Bobby suggested. I know the feeling.Athena nervously tugged her ponytail with a bright smile his way. “Hey ah…Apollo? Did…did you want to hear what Pearl had to say?” 

Apollo shrugged stiffly. His whole body posture was tense. "I already heard the answer from Trucy last night. I don't have any reason to doubt it now."

While Apollo didn't specifically say yes or no, the answer was obvious. If there wasn't a ghost, there was nothing to tell him. But he'd been told. Therefore.

But what ghost? 

Robert– it has to be Clay Terran. 

Ah.

Halblicht and Apollo's eyes met.

Simon, meanwhile, shifted his posture. "You as well, Mr. Justice?"

Apollo shrugged.

Athena clapped her hands together with a bright smile and an attempt at levity. “Today’s a rare kind of day huh? Possessions popping out of the wordwork, it’s like spirit week! Hah…haha..” 

"Yeah, um, it's actually kind of been freaking me out," Pearl murmured, still chewing on her thumb. "It was super weird to see it with Apollo, but then with Mr. Halblicht too? Like, no offense Miss Agent Ash but if I see a third possessed person today, I might do a little scream."

“Whoopsie.” Sheila laughed as she leaned over and rustled Pearl’s hair. “Scream as much as you need to, Small Medium at Large– because I might have a dead agent I need you to ID just over there.” She gestured towards the hall that lead to the holding cells.

Pearl nodded, and rolled up her sleeves. "Lead me to 'em!"

"That does bring up a rather odd question, though," Simon said. "Why so many ghosts? Why these ghosts?"

"Maybe we should confirm Kelso one way or the other before we ask that question," Robert said.

She's got to be possessed though, right? How else would she know all about Kelso?

I have no idea, but I don't like jumping to conclusions.

December 25, 5:45 pm

Only Agent Ash and Pearl went into the cell with the captured asset, and that left Simon standing outside with Athena, Halblicht, and Apollo.

Surrounded by ghosts on all sides. Not what I expected when I started the morning.

He felt a little bad for Athena– he knew his emotions were everywhere, and he was sure that she could sense it. From the joy of the reunion and revelation with Bobby– and Robert– to the accompanying joy and sorrow of the brief reunion with his mentor. To confusion at this newest strange revelation with Apollo.

The girl didn’t look unhappy…she had a small and muted little smile on her face like she’d worn once upon a time…but she did look tired. The emotional bombardment of the day had clearly taken its toll.

She wasn’t projecting as much outward ‘energy’ as she leaned on the wall and watched the door with concern and curiosity. 

He couldn't blame her. He didn't know if this day, or the 20th, or that day so many years ago was the most overwhelming day of their lives– but it was a close race no matter which.

They all stood quietly. No one seemed ready to start a conversation, not even Bobby. Perhaps Bobby least of all, for once

There'd be time to talk later. At least Apollo– or Clay, it seemed– hadn't assaulted him again.

Eventually, the cell door opened, and Agent Ash and Pearl Fey emerged. 

Pearl held her hands up, and in a very small, deliberately indoor voice, spoke out a scream. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!"

“....Oh.” Athena put her hand to her cheek “I guess that answers that question.”

Sheila walked out with a furrowed brow and a forced smile as she let the door slam behind her. She raised her hands up, and echoed the medium’s sentiment with an “Arrrgh’ of her own.

“This is going to be the worst, strangest paperwork of my life…. And I had to write entire fake family trees.” 

Simon touched his chin thoughtfully. "Just how does one do the paperwork on this? And I reiterate, why in heaven's name is this happening? Not that I'm complaining."

"I wish I knew," Pearl squeaked.

Athena bit her lip. 

“...I can’t speak for Apollo’s situation, but I have a working theory on Halblicht and …ah..” She gestured to the door, “... Kelso24.”

Sheila rubbed her temples. “...whatever’s going on, it’s utter madness. Three ghosts all wrapped up in the same damned interpol investigation. Maybe more! Who knows who else is packing! At least it means Agent Kelso isn’t…gone? But still!” 

Pearl nodded. "I'm sorry I don't have much more information. I really only know a lot about ghosts from the perspective of the Kurain tradition. So mostly when it comes to possessed people I only know how to, you know… get rid of them."

"Kindly don't do any of that at this point, Fey-dono," Simon said quickly. He pushed down the sting of panic that accompanied the thought of someone banishing Bobby, now, after everything.

December 25, 5:55 pm

Athena watched Bobby move a reassuring hand to Simon's shoulder as he replied to Pearl.

"Yeah," Apollo murmured in agreement. "Not right now."

“Yeah…” Sheila held her hands up. “I’d rather we don’t. Frankly, I think this whole thing necessitates a change of plans regarding Miss 24.”

Athena bit her lip, her hand going to her chest. She didn’t chime in out loud, but…she couldn’t help but agree with Simon. The thought of banishing the spirits only sent pings of worry and sadness through her muffled emotions.

If nothing else, she was pretty sure the former assets might need them to adapt and heal from their upbringing…and Apollo’s ‘friend’, who she was certain was far closer than that, shouldn’t be parted from him again so soon. 

Pearl nodded, dipping into a little bow. "Of course! Um, I get the sense that this isn't your typical case, you know? I just wish I had more insight… if only Mystic Maya were here…."

“Not at all..” Athena gave her a smile. “don’t worry…I think this gave everyone the proof they needed to figure it out, Pearl! You did great!”

“Mystic Maya?” Sheila raised her eyebrow “someone who has more experience with possessions?” 

Pearl smiled back at Athena, and answered. "Mystic Maya is my cousin, the future leader of Kurain village and master of the Kurain channeling technique. If anybody would know, she would– but she's in Kura'in finishing her training, so we can't talk to her…."

"That's a shame," Simon murmured. "There isn't anyone else who would know?"

The little medium chewed on her thumb. "Well…"

“Sounds like a real powerhouse…but getting a hold of anyone in Kura’in is a pain. Especially if they’re related to the monastic orders'.' Sheila hummed “there’s someone else?”

Athena gasped, covering her mouth “Woah…and I thought she was just the Boss’ legendary legal aide…the master of a tradition’s a pretty hu–” She cut herself off and looked at Pearl in curiosity.

Pearl poked her fingers together. "I could call your boss' boss, actually, Miss Athena," she murmured. "Miss Mia Fey– Mystic Maya's older sister. I don't know if she would know, because she left the tradition, but it could be worth a try."

"By call– you mean summon, don't you?" Robert asked, raising an eyebrow.

Pearl nodded. "Uhuh."

“Are you feeling well enough to?” Athena asked with genuine concern. “...you seemed pretty worn out after channeling my mom..” 

She rubbed the back of her neck, and smiled. "I'm pretty tired, but… if I fall asleep, you'll carry me back to the hotel, right?"

With a salute, Athena flashed a bright smile. 

“Promise, Pearly! I’ll carry you right back to your room!” Sheila chuckled “alright. Well, with that settled, let’s meet this Miss Mia Fey, shall we?” 

December 25, 5:55 pm

They gathered again in the unfurnished viewing room in a loose circle around Pearl Fey, Simon having suggested that it was perhaps a little too inappropriate to have a seance right out in the middle of the hallway.

Pearl had put her hands together, and once again that strange aura filled the room, challenging Athena's senses.

And then Pearl was gone, and in her place was a tall, handsome woman with a strong face and large, dark eyes. She looked over them each, a catlike smile written on her face, and a sense of deep amusement radiating out from her.

"Well now! This certainly isn't the usual crowd that I play to," she declared. Her gaze lingered on Agent Ash for a long moment.

“Well, well. Today seems to be the day for pretty stiffs. Hello, Miss Fey.” Agent Ash commented with her wolfish grin as she crossed her arms under her chest, and stifled a laugh. “Hope you don’t mind the new audience.”

Athena’s eyes were wide– this was Mia Fey– the woman Phoenix rarely spoke about at the office, but always with hushed reverence. The one who’d told him the very advice that saved her again and again about a lawyer’s smile. Mia Fey, in the borrowed flesh.

“Uhm h-hello, ma’am!” Athena dipped into an awkward bow. 

Simon bowed as well, and Bobby saluted.

"The late Ms. Mia Fey, we presume?" Bobby said with a grin,

"In the flesh!" the woman laughed. "Not mine though. Actually– whose flesh am I in? And where's Phoenix Wright? He's in trouble again, isn't he?"

“Oh no, Mr. Birdman is just fine.” Sheila started to cackle again, slapping the wall. “Is he really that accident prone? No wonder the King of Fop’s such an anxious wreck. snrk!!! ” she stifled the laughter and leaned forward. “Miss Fey, you’ve been called for an assessment with your expertise. We have an increasingly unusual situation. So we’ve asked the Small Medium at Large to help.”

Athena rubbed her neck as she attempted to translate for Sheila’s apparent love of snarky nicknames. 

“Phoenix is alright, ma’am. We had Pearl summon you ‘cause she didn’t have any experience with the situation at hand…a rash of possessions in a short amount of time…and Mystic Maya is off training in Kura’in. We were hoping that you could explain some of this. Two…four? Of the parties are in this room. The other’s in lockup.” 

Mia looked around at the people in the circle, her gaze lingering now on Apollo and on Halblicht. "So I see. Alright, why don't we sit down and you can bring me up to speed."

December 25, 6:10 pm

At the head of the table, Mia Fey had her hands clasped together and her chin rested on them, as everyone had explained the situation. She had been sitting with her eyes closed, taking it all in.

Finally, she opened them and looked around the table. "I see. So there's an international espionage ring that trains its spies through rigorous dehumanization starting in early childhood. We have two of them here– one in this room, and one in lock up– both who have been possessed by the ghosts of the people that they most recently killed. Is that correct so far?"

“That’s right, ma’am.” Athena nodded seriously as she leaned on the table. “Both were possessed, confirmed by Pearl, though I’m not sure the one in lock up realizes it yet. They’re both a little confused from the sound of the interview.”

Sheila tipped her chair back. “...got to love espionage rings.” she said dryly. “fucking people up so hard the dead get involved.” 

"I think you'll find that I do not in fact have to love that," Mia murmured. 

“Trust me, neither do I."

Mia pointed at Apollo. "And you two aren't part of this spy business, but had known one another for years, correct?"

"Yes, ma'am," Apollo murmured.

"Alright," she nodded. "I think I understand what's going on."

"Pray enlighten the rest of us poor souls," Simon drawled.

Athena leaned forward, listening carefully. She had a theory, herself– and she wondered if perhaps Mia had come to the same conclusion, from the spiritual angle rather than psychological. 

The legendary lawyer smiled and shook a finger. "Before I do, do any of the talented problem solvers among you have a guess?"

"The supernatural isn't my forte, unfortunately," Simon confessed. He leaned a little closer to Bobby. "I'll be just as happy to have the mystery revealed for me this time."

Sheila shook her head, hands raised in the air. “I’m not the woman to ask about emotions, spirits, or attachment I’m afraid.”

Athena perked up with a nervous smile, her hand shooting up “I have a guess, ma’am!” 

Mia pointed at her. "I like your attitude, red. Give it a shot for me."

“Red???” Athena squeaked “...better than Miss Edutainment at least.”

Sheila began laughing again, slapping the table with her palm, which only made Athena flush more. She pushed her hair out of her face and took a breath before she answered. 

“I’m wondering if it’s because of their unique psychological profiles– 24 and Robert, I mean. They’ve had their personalities and emotions crushed since they were children so they could become anyone, anywhere, right? It’s horrible, and it makes me sick, but it also means that they’d be…psychologically and probably spiritually open with enough mental/spiritual real estate for a spirit or personality to take residence. R-right? I’d thought it just meant there was room to create a new personality, but…”

“...What, like they were some kind of spirit-trap?” Sheila asked with a raise of her eyebrow “...that explains why I never got myself possessed, despite factors.” 

"Very insightful, Miss Cykes!" Mia clapped. "That's exactly the conclusion that I'd come to. The training they underwent essentially made the soul in their body small enough to accommodate another one no problem, without any of the usual difficulties involved."

Bobby rubbed the back of his neck. "I see… I suppose that does make sense…"

Mia nodded. "If there's a void, a soul can easily rush in to fill it. Especially if there's an intense enough burst of emotions at the time of death."

Athena's eyes widened, and her heart started to race.

“Like a murder-- Kelso’s burst of horror and despair that echoed again when 24 tried to kill herself…and…” She glanced at Bobby and Robert with a bite of her lip. “Thank you, though ma’am. It makes psychological sense, too.”

Sheila whistled “....who knows how many more of your fellows are walking around with confused ghosts in their heads.” 

"An interesting possibility," Halblicht murmured, twisting his fingers together. "Both hopeful and grim, too…"

"Indeed," Simon nodded. "What an ironic fate for both parties."

“Very ironic…” Athena chewed her nails. “A killer and a victim sharing a body, and …if Halblicht is any indication, doing all the better for it. I hope…I hope when we find the rest we can help them too. Starting with Kelso and Miss 24.”

Sheila brushed her hair over her ear. 

 “Sharing space with your victim. Very interesting indeed.” She glanced sidelong at Mia. “You look young. Murder or illness?” 

Mia's eyebrows raised. "Murder or illness what, ms. Interpol?"

“Your cause of death, Miss Fey.” Sheila leaned on the back of her hand.

Athena sat up with a start. “Agent Ash! You can’t go around asking people that kind of thing!”

The agent’s gaze turned towards her, the barest note of confusion in her voice. “I’m looking for an opinion from the other side of the veil on the current situation, Miss Edutainment…and I’d like to know if I’m walking into a landmine. So I felt it prudent to ask.” 

The deceased lawyer sighed, and fluffed her hair. "I was murdered. But don't worry about it, just say what you want to say or ask what you want to ask."

“I’d thought so,” Ash leaned on her hand. “My question is this– emotionally speaking, do you think Sam Wan Kelso will suffer sharing a body with the woman who killed her? I know it’s seemed to work out for these gentlemen…”

Ash pointed to Bobby and Robert. “But as someone who died at the hands of another, I’m curious about your opinion. And…also, how does possession work? Have you possessed anyone? Can someone possess another down the line, provided they haven’t passed into rebirth?” 

Mia pinched the bridge of her nose. 

"Oh dear, this is a lot of complicated questions. And I can feel little Pearl getting tuckered out." She sighed and took a breath. "The important question you asked is about Kelso and her killer. I know that I wouldn't have wanted to get stuck in a body with my own killer. But don't worry– possession is voluntary on the part of the spirit. If Kelso doesn't like it, she can leave any time. If you want to learn more about possession in general, there's an excellent library in Kurain village which I am sure you would be welcome to look over."

“...I’ll keep that in mind.” Sheila Ash held her hands up with a smile. “Sorry for overloading you with questions, Miss Fey. Thank you. Knowing Kelso can leave if she’s unhappy does wonders. Last thing I want is to allow someone to be trapped in a situation they can’t escape.”

Athena wondered exactly why Sheila had asked so many questions so quickly– part of it probably had something to do with the rapid fire and complicated emotions that ricocheted through her voice when she’d asked them.

But either way, she shifted nervously on her chair. “Thank you so much for your time, Ma’am! If you’ve gotta rest, we won’t keep you…I know Pearl was worried about falling asleep.” 

"Wait just a minute," Apollo– no, it was Clay– said, sitting forward. "That's great for them, but what about us?"

Mia turned toward Athena's fellow lawyer and his spirit companion. She smiled a rather sad smile. "I didn't mean to leave you out. But you've already probably guessed that your situation is different from theirs."

They nodded. "Yeah, I got that sense. So… can you tell me any more about it?"

"Here's the thing. These guys–" she pointed her finger at Bobby and Robert. "These 'assets'-- it seems like they have what you might call 'bonsai' souls. They've been deliberately groomed and cut and shaped so they don't take up much space. That means there's plenty of room for a full sized soul to move in and share space without disrupting the bonsai. But you, Misters, have two regular full sized souls in you right now."

Athena got the sense from Mia's voice that that was going to be a problem.

“...and a container only has so much space.” Athena murmured quietly, her brow furrowed. “...which is why they’ve been so erratic? Maybe?”

Sheila listened with her fingers against her forehead. “...he’s not going to explode like this was some 80’s horror flick, is he?” 

"Nothing so dramatic," Mia promised and waved her hand. "Have you ever seen what happens to two trees when you try to grow them in a tight space? Provided there's adequate sustenance for both?"

"They grow together," Simon said.

"They grow together," Mia nodded. "The two plants twist around one another and grow so closely and tightly as to become inseparable– even indistinguishable from one another, as if they had been one all along. And that, my dears, is what will happen to the two of you if you remain as you are."

Apollo and Clay had gone pale. "How long? How much time do I have?"

She shrugged. "It's impossible to say. A year, perhaps. Maybe two."

Athena bit her lip. “...a mingling of spirits into one. I …I guess that makes a lot of sense, doesn’t it?”

She glanced at Apollo, her brow furrowed as she thought of him and Clay. A short fuse had been placed on them, a timer ticking down to decide if they had to have their final parting…or…

Sheila brushed her fingers through the strands of her pale hair. “...huh.”

"Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, hon," Mia said with a sad little smile. "But that's the way it is. There aren't too many ways out there to cheat death, you know."

The two took a breath. "I understand. Thank you for telling me. I–we'll figure it out. That's all we needed to know."

Athena gave them a sympathetic look and a halfhearted smile “I believe in you guys…”

“Not many ways to cheat death…” Sheila laughed, slapping her table. “Yeah, guess not, Miss Faerie Tale. “ 

"Sorry, Ms. Interpol," Mia chuckled sadly again. "If that's all you needed from me, then I'll say good luck, and get back to my busy schedule."

Halblicht shook his head. "No other questions from us, here."

“Busy Schedule? and here Cykes Sr. Made it sound like death was the waiting room from hell!” Sheila laughed. She saluted Mia with a grin that Athena thought looked rather forced. “Thanks. Good luck to you too, Faerie Tale. No further questions.”

Athena waved quietly at her with a smile. 

“It was nice to meet you, ma’am. Phoenix talks about you a lot, so… She bowed her head “I hope I get to speak with you again someday. Good luck.” 

"Knowing Phoenix, I'm sure we will, red. Tell him hello for me, will you?" She blew a kiss to the table, and then– was gone.

Pearl Fey slumped exhausted onto her arms against the table. "Oooh….."

Athena’s concern immediately reasserted itself and she hurried over to put her hand on Pearl’s back. “You alright, Pearl? That probably took a lot out of you..” 

"I'm okay!" she said, raising her head a little and giving a shaky thumbs up. "Did Miss Mia help?"

Bobby was already out of his chair, and he saluted the little medium. "She helped a great deal, Miss Fey. Is there anything we can do to help you?"

"Oh good! I want some juice," Pearl said. She giggled exhaustively and returned his salute. Athena could feel pride radiating from her. "And a looooong nap."

"You've more than earned both, Fey-dono," Simon nodded.

Athena nodded with a broad grin “the best juice in Cauli, even.” she playfully punched her shoulder “i’ll even carry you if you still want.”

Sheila laughed and slapped the table “bravo, Small Medium. You really were at Large today. Nickname earned. I’ll have Lang grab you an honorary badge for your service to Interpol today.” 

Pearl found the strength to sit up at that. "Really? That would be so cool! Ooohg…" With a dizzy look she leaned against Athena's hand.

“Really.” Agent Ash purred, and pulled out her phone. She typed a message and winked “...sent. Stop in before you leave Cauli and I’ll ensure you get it.”

Athena rubbed her back with a chuckle. “Yeah Pearl… I’m definitely gonna carry you.” 

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Trans Ayumi

Conan aka Shinichi was in class learning the same material he did 10 years ago. Bored he looked at his little group of friends. Genta was looking at his lunchbox no dought hungry like he usually was. Mitsuhiko was writing everything the teacher said down as if this were actually important. Then he looked at Ayumi who seemed lost in thought. After a moment she raised her hand.

“Yes. Miss Yoshida.” The teacher asked.

“May I use the restroom, Ma'am?” Ayumi asked.

“Yes you may.” Aymu did a shout bow before moving but the teacher said something quietly to her first though Shinichi could still hear it.

“Do you have your special pass, Ayumi?” Ayumi nodded. “Okay. I asked just in case someone tried to stop you.” The teacher whispered. Ayumi bowed again and left leaving Shinichi confused.

Later in class after she returned all the kids were talking about what they wanted to be when they grew up.

“I want to be a superhero.” Genta said.

“I want to work at NASA.” Mitsuhiko told everyone.

“I think i'll beeee... an investment banker.” Conan lied. He couldn't let anyone know he wanted to be a detective.

“Investment banker?” Mitsuhiko questioned.

“That sounds boring.” Genta looked unimpressed.

“At least mine is realistic. Superhero. Shinichi thought and rolled his eyes.

What about you Ayumi.” The teacher asked. Ayumi was quiet a moment before speaking.

“I think.... I wanna be a mommy.”

“A mommy? What kind of job is that. You don't get paid for that.” Genta chuckled.

“Neither do many superheroes.” Shinichi thought again.

“Quiet Genta.” The teacher said. She smiled at Ayumi. “I think that's a wonderful job. You would make a great mommy.”

.”Thank you. It's just.... I can't be a real mommy.” Ayumi looked down and cried a little. The kids looked confused.

“Now, Ayumi. Just because you're a little different doesn't make you any less a girl than me, the other girls in class, or your own mom. I know woman who were born right and still couldn't have babies of their own. But they became mommies anyway though other means. You're a wonderful little girl. One day you can do the same as those other moms; and maybe just maybe you can have children of your own if the doctors can help. Do you understand?” Ayumi nodded but was quiet. “I know it can be though at times but just believing in yourself.” Everyone looked at them before the teacher spoke again. “All right now where were we? Mika what do you want to be?” The class resumed to the grown up discussion. All except Shinichi who was looking at Ayumi.

When class was out the group were outside playing. They were passing a ball bath and forth to each other.

“You know you can't be a superhero, Gento.” Mitsuhiko said. “Superheroes either have powers or are rich and buy cool stuff and you are neither.”

“One day I'm going to be a trillionaire and I'll scientist give me powers so HA.” Genta pouted. “Besides, You can't work at NASA because you're scared if aliens.”

“I'm not scared of them anymore!” Mitsuhiko defended himself. “Conan! Which is more likely him being a superhero or me being in NASA!” Conan sweatdropped at this.

“Uh, well if you ask me neither. Genta can't be a superhero his mom wouldn't allow it and Mitsuhiko couldn't work at NASA because that would mean moving to America.” Both the boys looked down at that. It was true.

“It's still better than being a boring bank person.” Genta said. Conan just shook his head. Why did he hang out with these kids.

“So Ayumu.” Mitsuhiko asked. “What was with that whole thing in class about being a mommy and a girl?” Ayumi heart jumped at that.

“Yeah. That was really weird. Why would the teacher tell you you're a girl when you are a girl?” Gento added

“I know I'm a girl.” Ayumi said sturdy.

“It was just kind of weird.” Mitsuhko told her. “Are you like one of those woman who can't have babies?”

“Yeah. Something like that.”

“That kind of stinks. But in a way you're kind of like our mom.” Gento laughed.

“Yeah. You tell us not to do stupid things and make tasty snacks.” Ayui smiled to that.

“Thanks guys. It's just I'm not like the other girls in class. You wouldn't understand.”

“No problem. Now let's go eat because i'm starving.” Gento said.

Shinichi became even more curious of Ayumi. At school the next day he tried to do some searching but it proved to be hard with all the teachers around. He did find out she needed special permission for the girls bathroom. She also saw a counselor a couple times a week after school. Lastly he saw a comment that said “AMAB”. Even he didn't know what that meant. He still needed more clues. When he looked though a yearbook a couple years back he saw that Ayumi wasn't there. However, there was another kid with her last name Yoshida. A boy around the same age as she would have been was there. Was he related to her? He did look a lot like her. He needed to ask Ayumi.

“Hey Ayumi. Can I ask you something.” Conan asked.

“Sure Conan what is it?” Ayumi said cheerfully. She always loved talking to him alone.

“Do you have a brother?” Ayumi looked confused.

“No. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I was looking though a yearbook when I saw this photo.” He brought out the yearbook and showed her the picture. Ayumi's face went white. “Is he your brother. He even looks like he can be your twin.” “No. I've never seen him before.” Ayumi nervously said.

“It's even weirder that you aren't in here. I thought you started at this school.”

“I did. I guess they just forgot me. I'm sorry Conan but I need to go home.” Before he could say anything else she ran off. Shinichi watched as she left. He thinks he has the clues. The bathroom pass, the commant about being a mom and girl, the yearbook photo. He just needs to put it all together now. The next day he went to Ayumis house.

“Welcome, Conan.” Her mom said. “Ayumi will be out in a moment. You can wait out here.” He sat on a sofa. While Ayumi was getting ready he looked around a little. He got a good look at some pictures and some old toys in a closet. Finally he saw a piece of paper on a desk. Ayumi probably left it there. He solved it. Ayumi came down and greeted him.

“Hi Conan I'm glad you could come.” They sat and talked while her mom got them some snacks. After a while Shinichi decided to get to reason.

“You know, Ayumi. Yesterday I saw a show about a girl living as a boy. She.. or he wore boys clothes, went by a boys name, and went to school as a boy.”

“Really?” Ayumi looked surprised. Conan nodded.

Yep. And just like you there were some yearbook photos that had a girl who looked like him with his last name. But it was him just before he became a boy.”

“I see.” Ayumi said looking a little white.

“He also had to have a special bathroom pass too. Hey don't you need a special pass?”

“Well...I”

“He was also described AFAB. Which means assigned female at birth. There's' also assigned male at birth which is when a boy lives as a girl. Also, he wants to be a dad like you want to be a mom. I just thought it was funny you and him have so much in common.” Ayumi was quiet.

“Conan.” Her mom said. “Maybe you should.

“You know what else I noticed. You have old boys toys you don't play with like he has old girls toys. And just like him I see in some of the old pictures in your house that you look like a boy. He looks like a girl in some of his.

“Conan I...” Ayumi tried.

“When I was waiting for you I looked at this paper on the table. It says this person was born on the same day as you with the same mom and dad. But they have a boys name and sex. It's just like with the boy living as a girl. He was called a trans boy” It was silent again “Before the other two could speak Conan did. “Are you a trans girl, Ayumi?” Silence again. Ayumi didn't have any words. She couldn't find any. She looked ready to cry. Her mom spoke.

“It's all right, sweetie. You are a very smart kid, Conan. Yes you are right. Ayumi is a trans girl.”

“Really?” Her mom nodded.

“For two years now she's been Ayumi. I won't say her old name out loud as she hates it. But she was my son. She became my daughter when she told me the truth. It was hard for me and her dad at first but we came to love her as our daughter.”

Wow.” Conan said. Ayumi started crying “Is something wrong, Ayumi?”

“No- now that you kn-know I'm not a re-real girl yo-you won't wanan be my-my fri-friend anymore!” She cried some more. However Conan got up and took her hands.

“You are a girl, Ayumi. You don't need to be a detective to see that. All the clues direct to inside you. Your heart tells you you're a girl. Sherlock would tell you that. Genta and Misuhiko could too. Sure, they're immature at times but they're your friends. They know you're a girl no matter what you look like on the outside or what a paper says.” He he pointed at her. “You are Ayumi Yoshida and you are a girl.” Ayumi wiped her tears

“You man that, Conan?” He nodded. Ayumi than hugged him which he returned. “You're the best detective ever.”

#detective conan #case closed #ayumi yoshida #shinichi kudo #Amy Yoshida #Jimmy Kudo #headcanon #trans #transgender #one shot #transgirl #mtf trans #anime #Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya #Mitch Tsuburaya #Genta Kojima #George Kojima #conan edogawa

[codskyrimoneshots]

CAREER DAY

Price x teen daughter reader

Y/n sat in her classroom next to her dad price and his friends soap ghost Gaz Roach and könig Jacksons dad is talking to the class right now he is a cop.

Y/n's pov

I was listening to Jacksons dad when I felt like I need to go to change my pad.

" Ms Pam may I go to the bathroom" I ask the teacher shes a bit of a butch but since my dads here she says yes.

I go and grab a pad out of my backpack. And Ms Pam hears the wrapper and has a fit

" if your going to the restroom to eat you can stay here and share with us all" all eyes shifted to me one thing about me I hate the spot light so if you put it on me I will embarrass you.

"Y/n don't please" dad says knowing what I'm about to do. A look of fear is on his face.

"Your right ma'am would you like some?" I asked quietly opening the pad with the sticky side out.

"No come up herd and throw it away" she snapped at me. I hid the pad be hind me and walk up to the women.

"Well throw it away I dont have all day" the kids started giggling seeing the pad my dad put his head in his hands. Instead of throwing it away I smack it to her face.

" DO YOU WANT SOME!? HUH DOES IT LOOK TASTY!?" The kids started laughing and the parents gasped.

Ms Pam was red and embarrassed. " sorry you can go to the bathroom" she tells me trying to get out of this situation.

"Oh no bitch you wanted when me to show you what I was trying to eat" I say putting more force to her face

"Y/n!" My dad yells. Just then my mom walked in and starts laughing.

"Y/n go to the bathroom I will have a word with the women" the voice of my mom makes me stop and rip off the pad to throw it away.

"Yes ma'am" I say going to my bag and getting a new pad Gaz was laughing könig was looking at the floor Ghost gave me a high five as I walked passed him to my seat.

" good job y/n" soap says laugh with Gaz holding his arms over his stomach.

" dont encourage her guys" my dad says still holding his head. I walked out to the restroom and took care of what I needed then walked back to class to see the teacher sitting quietly with her hands in her lap looking like a child in trouble.

" thank you mom" I say sitting down and putting my boots on the desk looking at

Ms Pam with a smug look.

" your welcome but your grounded for cussing " she tells me

"Damn" I reply to be smacked in the back of the head by My dad making me laugh.

"Shes just like you love" price says to mom shacking his head.

#call of duty #oneshot

[jennasnerd]

7:47

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Murder, little bit of cussing, mentions of depression, potentially errors in this story lol Summary: A couple goes into a diner and enjoy their time together, eating and talking! The boyfriend had to go use the restroom. When he went into the bathroom, he finds an unusual fellow! But things took a dark turn sooner or later.. 7:00pm It was a quiet night in the city of London. The wind was blowing very slow, but strong. A waiter was sitting on a bench outside, taking a tiny nap. He appeared to be very exhausted due to the work he has been doing all day. The waiter appeared to wear a suit with the tie being messy. Along wearing a soda jerker hat, that's almost falling off the man's head. He was in deep sleep, not even hearing the foot steps that are getting very louder. It sounded as if someone was approaching him, which there was. A tall man with a suit and a soda can in his hand, stares at the tired waiter. "Dave. DAVE," The Man yelled! Dave opened his eyes. with terror in his eyes. He sits up and only to see the tall man standing in front of him. "I'm surprised you remembered my name. Some of the fuckers here don't even remember my name," Dave exclaimed, looking grumpy. The tall man revealed to be Dave's friend, Larry Banter. Larry let's out a chuckle. "Well silly, of course I still know your name! We spend a lot of time together, if you ask me! But come on! We have to get to work. We don't want the boss getting mad at us," Larry said with a smile on his face, dragging Dave's arm to the diner. Dave let out a big sign and then got up. He slapped and rubbed his face to wake himself up even more. With a grumpy face, he approaches the table and sat down, turning the TV on to keep him entertained. Larry glares at Dave while cleaning a glass. "Dave, ya know. Maybe you should do something helpful! Like organizing the chairs," Larry said with a deep tone. Dave faked a smile and then let out a groan. He slowly walked to the unorganized chairs, then put them away. Suddenly, a bell rings. Dave got alarmed, then slowly turned only to see a man with a long black coat and a hat with his girlfriend with a pink dress. Larry's eyes widen as the two approached to them. "Table for 2 please," the man said with the deepest tone you could ever imagine. Larry gulped then glared at Dave, giving him a signal to get them a table. Dave slowly nodded then led the couple to their table! Dave was right beside the man, scanning him. Only to find out that the man had a revolver and cigars in his pockets. Dave got very anxious when he was near the man. Once they were at the table, the handsome man and beautiful woman sat down. The man put his hat down on the table and looked at Dave with a deadly stare. "I would like to have a lemon shot tea please. Make sure you go easy on the lemon too," The man said, cracking his knuckles. "Sure sir, and you ma'am?" Dave questioned. The woman looked up and smiled. "I would like to have red wine please." Dave wrote everything down and then put the small notebook to his chest and put on a smile. "Alright! I'll be back with your beverages," Dave stuttered while walking away slowly. Larry wanted to know about the two, so he decided to approach them with a smile on his face. "Hey you two! Are y'all doing okay?" Larry questioned. "I'm doing okay! Thank you for asking sir," the man replied. "Hey! What's your name hm?" Larry asked, sitting with the couple. "The name's Mike," Mike answered with a smile on his face. "And this pretty thing right here, this my girlfriend. Melissa." Melissa waves at Larry, with a slight smile. As the two talked, Dave realized what time it is. It was closing time. Dave relieved and went to Larry and told him it was closing time. "Welp, it's closing time y'all. But here's y'alls drinks! Take it on the go," Larry said, giving the two lovely people their drinks. "Alright, I need to use the bathroom right quick. Gimme a minute," Mike said while putting his drink down to go use to bathroom.

7:47pm Mike then went to the bathroom to use the bathroom. But he saw someone... very unusual. "Hey sir, you good?" Mike questioned before he put his hand on the man's shoulder. Mike couldn't believe what he saw.. "HAHAHA, YOU MUST BE MIKE HMM. THE LEGEND WHO THOUGHT HE WAS THE HERO OF THE TOWN," the unknown man said. "Blackness. Of course you would be here," Mike glared. "Well Mikey, I never die. you wanna know why? because I'm the one who controls the blackness. I'm the one who controls the ghosts. I am BLACKNESS. straight up. You can't do nothing to stop the shit I'm doing, you fuckin no life bitch. You will pay for everything you've done. You taken everything from me. So I'm here. to get my revenge," Blackness yells, while poofing to a different room. "shit... SHIT," Mike panics. Mike, somehow lost his gun and tries to find it. But then suddenly, Mike heard a gunshot. A very loud gunshot. Mike then gets up and rushes to the table, only to find out his girlfriend is head shot. on the table. Mike stared at the body with terror, anger, and sadness in his eyes. The depression started to kick into him. Mike laid on the floor, crying his whole heart out. "You did this to yourself Mike. This is what I had to go through thanks to you. I had to go through deep depression because of you. I WAS SLITTING MY OWN GOD DAMN WRISTS BECAUSE OF YOU. Now that I'm unstoppable, I can finally fucking get my good revenge," Blackness yelled, poofing away. Mike curled into a ball, still crying. "Actions have consequences" - Morton Blackwell NOTE: I am probably gonna make a backstory for this. also sorry if this was a lazy typing lol. I was very very lazy :( but If I do end up making the backstory, I'll make it more scary.

#short story #read this

[redcat909]

my hourlies look pretty different this year!! i have dog shit handwriting so check out below for translations!!

HOURLY COMIC DAY 2023

12-1 AM

12-1 AM

Panel 1: This year's hourlies will be different!

Panel 2: ...

Panel 3: I have a 7 hour shift tomorrow...

Panel 4: So... Traditional it is! (Srry for my handwriting in advance) arrow points to me stating anger

Panel 5: Right now I'm watching my partner play Yakuza 6 before sleeping! (Dame Da Ne comes from the side)

Panel 6: I love Kiryu.

2-3 AM

Panel 1: Sleepily posting art

Panel 2: I... love my blorbos!!!

Panel 3: I'm terrible at sleeping. I need to be up at 10!! ARGH!!

10-11 AM

Panel 1: Agh... bad sleep. Fuck

Panel 2: I'm late, Bye kitties! (cat says meow)

Panel 3: I work at a sandwich shop.

11-1 PM

Panel 1: RUSH

Panel 2: RUSH (here you go ma'am) (thanks)

Panel 3: RUSH (on my 10) draw draw draw

1-2 PM

Panel 1: Manager offered to bring me a weed brownie (Eyooooo) He used to be a chef!

Panel 2: One of my fave coworkers came in (OMG) Her GF needed soup.

Panel 3: My other coworker hid a note for closing crew. (arrow pointing to sauce cup) Teens are funny.

3-4 PM

Panel 1: What's your favorite grocery store? (arrow pointing to manager)

Panel 2: Um.. WalMart? (Nice.)

4-5 PM

Panel 1: These look like shit.

Panel 3: FUCK I GOTTA EAT (On my 30) (arrow pointing to sandwich)

Also 4-5 PM

Panel 2: Papa, my sandwich is so good!

Panel 3: (Made that sandwich) omg..

5-6 PM

Panel 1: ~sandwich making~

Panel 2: 000H I WANT TO BREAK FREEE

Panel 3: I want to BREAK FREEEE (Queen :>)

6-7 PM

Panel 1: I'm gunna use the restroom (Oh, go ahead and take your 10!) (arrow pointing that says untie)

Panel 2: okay...

Panel 3: Got only 2 mins of my 10

7-8 PM Closing!

Panel 1: (arrow pointing to Faucet I've bonked my head on before) wash wash

Panel 2: Hey did you know you're the only reason (blank) didn't quit?

Panel 3: Oh, I wonder why (bc you're nice) whoa...

7-8 PM too

Panel 1: I made 31$ in tips! Sweet!

Panel 2: I don't mind my job. My coworkers are nice. It's honest work. I wish I was doing something different.

8-9 PM pt 1

Panel 1: Partner obtained! Treat time.

Panel 2: I'm gunna be drawing this. Oh shit!

Panel 3: Partner: Intrusive thoughts WIN. Swerve

GO GO GO Me: omg. (I can't draw cars. Ok.)

8-9 PM pt 2

Panel 1: Treat obtained! Sorry to the Gay Dutch Bros worker. He wanted to talk :(.

Panel 2: We can listen to your new music when

I'm done. (REALLY??)

Panel 3: I mean, okay! (So cute...)

8-9 PM pt 3

Panel 1: (Home) I'm changing (arrow pointing to phone)

Panel 2: I know-

Panel 3: I WON'T ALWAYS NEED YOU LIKE THIS

(Car Seat Headrest...)

9-10 PM

Panel 1: Reading hourlies while I catch up. I love this day. Glad I didn't skip.

Panel 2: INKING'S GUNNA SUCK. (arrow pointing to it saying YES.)

Panel 3: What class is Oswald (our cat)? THIS IS IMPORTANT. (Sorry baby. Comics call...)

10-12 AM HOLY FUCK I WAS RIGHT

Panel 1: I have spent this time. Inking (arrow pointing to me saying tired) (HAND. DEAD)

Panel 2: FUCK YOU CAPITALISM. BITCH.

Panel 3: Time for me. To. Uh. Relax? Ye Ough

My handwriting has deteriorated

I can't draw anymore

#hourly comics day 2023 #hourly comic day 2023 #hourly comics day #hourly comics #hourly comic day #hourlycomicsday2023 #hourlycomicday #hourlycomics #hourlycomicsday #hourlycomicday2023 #my art #digital art #my comics

[aromantic-karamatsu]

RANT TIME

One of the directors of this clinic is so fucking exaggerative. She lectured us for 'wasting half an hour talking about personal plans' and reminded us that 'if 3 of you are distracted that's an hour and a half of time wasted' like lady? First of all I just came back from literally taking a shit and second of all, the conversation was 8 minutes. We were talking about our coworkers newborn baby because 2 of us (me included) didn't get to see him yesterday. The time stamps literally show that 10 minutes earlier I was talking to our other director before I went to the restroom. What fresh hell are you on about

Secondly! I haaate when online sellers have no reading comprehension. Excuse me ma'am! Can you send me a NEW picture of the thing you're selling? Your pictures are too blurry on your listing!!! Why DID YOU SEND ME A CLOSE UP OF YOUR BLURRY ASS PICTURES ON YOUR LISTING. ARE YOU A SCAMMER OR ARE YOU BAD AT READING. I can't see it's the same fucking blurry ass picture 😭😭😭😭

#still reeling over the idea of wasting half n hour talking when i had literally been talking to my other boss for that supposed half n hour #text #my post #aleks talks into the void #ghrrhg

[unknown-lab]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐫 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑)

Pairing: fem!reader x Okkotsu Yuuta

angst to fluff

A/N: Here you go, Part 3 of this Yuta fic <33 I'm so excited to write the next part!!! o(≧∇≦o) I tried to make this the final part, but I didn't know there was still so much more to write. I guess part 4 will be the final part of this series. Thank you so much for your support! <333 Hopefully I can complete it in a few days (ﾟ∇ﾟ|||)

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐫 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐)

"Yea, I think he found out something was wrong." You explained everything to Toge. He seems to catch everything quickly, which makes you a little relaxed because you don't have to explain all over again. He took out a piece of paper and a black gel pen to write.

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As Yuta's friend, I don't think he truly meant what he said last night. I can see that he was extremely upset that you weren't spending your time with him. You knew he really was heartbroken when he lost Rika, and now, he's scared that he'll lose you too. It's not that I agree with the way he used to express his feelings, but all I know is that he was too emotional to think of a better way to communicate with you. So, why not try talking to him? You both can discuss everything again and live a happy life together.

ㅤ

You took the piece of paper from him and read it carefully. You knew Toge wouldn't lie to you, he's just too kind to do so. Before you could reply to him, the same waitress who ordered your food came and put both of your breakfasts down.

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"Enjoy your meal, lovebirds~"

"Oi, stop it. You know we ain't one." You put down the paper and look at the waitress, with a smirk on her face.

"Yes yes ma'am, mad as usual I see." She shrugged, that action successfully irritates you every time.

"Ha?" You raised an eyebrow, head tilted to the right side, confused.

"You know, you gotta stop being so mad all the time. No one would be in their right mind to marry you if you don't control your emotions." She instantly received a bonk on her head from you after finishing her sentence.

"Ouch! See? You're so mean to me! I kinda feel bad for this gentleman here, having to sit and eat breakfast with you." She covered her head out of self-protection and looked at Toge.

"Ya, say whatever you want, sis. Now, can you leave us alone and do your work properly?"

"Yes, ma'am. Hope the both of you have a nice day!" Before she ran away, she whispered something to Toge. You tried your best, but you couldn't hear, so you just let her be and start eating your breakfast. You looked down and took a bite, looked up, you see a tomato-faced Toge and your friend is nowhere to be seen.

"What did she say to you?" You asked, looking into his eyes. He just simply shook his head and took a bite of his tuna sandwich.

"Sigh, I hope she didn't say anything bad to you."

"O-okaka"

Sir, are you free for dinner tonight? Here's my number, just text or call me once you've made up your mind ;)

'She's kinda cute, no harm trying for once, right?' He said it in his head. He didn't know his face is getting redder and redder, and because he is covering up his face now, so you don't have the chance to tease him again :(

'Ugh! What did I do last night?' Yuta threw himself onto the couch, yelling in his head. 'Gojo sensei was there, right? Let me text him.' He took out his mobile phone and started typing.

Yuta: Good morning sensei

Gojo: Morning~ Do you need anything?

Yuta: I was wondering, do you know what happened last night?

Gojo: Uhhhhh

Yuta: Do you remember?

Gojo: I think I stayed in the restroom for a while, and when I got back everyone was gone.

Yuta: Oh, alright then. You don't know anything, I assume.

Gojo: Yea, you can say so.

Yuta: I suggest you drink grape juice instead of wine next time. Just so you won't pass out again.

Gojo: If y/n is the one who made it, then I'll drink.

Yuta: No. That's exclusively for me ONLY.

Gojo: Awww just share some with me 🥺I promise I'll keep some for youuu

Yuta: No

Yuta closed the chat and scrolled through his contact list. Finally, he found the right person. He then pressed the voice call button and held the phone to his left ear.

"Yo, good morning."

"Morning Maki." Yuta cleared his throat before speaking.

"Do you need anything?"

"Let me get straight to the point. What happened last night?" He asked with a serious tone, eyes looking blankly at the ceiling.

"..." Maki kept quiet for a while. Debating inside whether should she tell him the truth or not.

"Well?" Yuta asked impatiently, his right-hand fingers drumming the couch arm rest.

Maki sighed, "You better not tell her." She then explained the whole situation to him without leaving any details.

"That's all, I don't know what happened after you both left. Y/N didn't tell me about it."

"Thanks. I have to go apologize now. Do you know where did she go for her mission?" Yuta stood up, searching for his car keys.

"Huh? What mission?" Maki asked with a confused tone. 'This wasn't what y/n said about in the group.'

"She said Gojo sensei sent her out for a mission... with Toge." His words stopped before mentioning Toge. He's starting to get insecure. 'Is she still mad at me? Will she dump me and be with Toge? What if Toge hits on her? What if...'

"Today is our day off, remember?" Yuta's thoughts were cut off by Maki.

'Oh ya... So she lied to me?' Both Maki and Yuta stayed silent for a while. From the statements Yuta had mentioned, Maki knew you were lying to him. She still stayed silent, although she knows what was going on, just to let Yuta calm down and think of a way to fix things up.

"Well, good luck. I still have some training to do later on." Maki broke the silence first, ready to hang up the call.

"Oh, okay. See ya around." Yuta responded. His mind is still pondering what to do about this incident.

"One last note. Don't think too much, y/n isn't that kind of person." Maki said before giving Yuta the chance to respond and hung up the phone.

'Don't think too much, huh? Then what am I supposed to do?'

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Part 3 End

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