#I am getting fd in the ass by life right now

[sincerelyella]

Fragments - happy birthday Anitah!

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

Pairings: past Liam x MC (Charlotte Brooks)

Song inspiration: If The World Was Ending by JP Sax & Julie Michaels

All characters belong to Pixelberry except for Charlotte Brooks and Sonia who belong to @ao719​.

Summary: Anitah did a one shot called Walked Through Hell where we follow Liam for a year after he and Charlotte say goodbye. I thought I’d write one that follows Charlotte.

-> this is part of the Full Disclosure series. There are some excerpts that are meant as flashbacks and dreams from @ao719​‘s mini series FD: The Beginning that will be italicized and indented. I did not write these excerpts.

A/N: Anitah. You live in the future and I am sleepy so I’m posting your bday fic right now because I couldn’t waaaaaait. I don’t want to write a huge blubbery mess of a paragraph about how I love you lot and I appreciate your friendship. That kind of paragraph would be embarrassing for me LOL just kidding, but I do love and appreciate you. The highlight of my day is getting a TikTok video from you or a picture with something hilarious on it or something that I will probably swoon over. Venting with you about ER nurses making me cringe with the shit they do LOL Sending songs back and forth and lyrics about certain stories of yours that I am obsessed with - it’s just the best. Thank you for being you and I hope you have a great day and many more years to come!

A/N2: Also, yes, I wrote Charlotte and I apologize in advance since it’s not even close to as great as how you write her LOL

It took a village because I am a hot ass mess. @dcbbw​ @burnsoslow​ @ofpixelsandscribbles​ @cocomaxley​ thank you for always being in my corner and helping an annoying me with this fic. Love you!

Warnings: angst; the weird things Charlotte Brooks tends to say, do, or attempt; adult language; vulgar and or sexual insinuations

Words: 4789 -> well it’s safe to say I got carried away 😫

I know, you know, we know, You weren't down for forever 

And it's fine

I know, you know, we know, We weren't meant for each other 

And it's fine

1 month

Charlotte Brooks was a damn mess. She felt as if her life had fallen apart and the fragments were floating around her, just out of her reach. She chose to stay in New York after saying goodbye to Liam. It was the hardest thing she had ever had to do, and every day she wondered if she made the right decision. Charlotte was heartbroken, but not in the way she had been after the coronation ball. With the King Father refusing to come forward to clear her name, coupled with being unable to find Tariq, Charlotte felt as if she had no choice but to leave Cordonia. Watching Liam marry Madeleine was out of the question and she refused to do it, no matter how much she loved him.

“But I think it’s clear now that you were only mine to love … never mine to keep. And as much as it’s going to break me … I have to walk away … I have to let you go, Liam …”

Her words haunted her on repeat the first couple of weeks. Her freezer was stuffed to the brim with Chunky Monkey ice cream and her kitchen was full of cookies, brownies, and cake. She missed him. Her heart ached every single day, and everything about New York reminded her of him. Charlotte would see him whenever she would walk around her neighborhood to clear her head. When she went back to the bar she used to work at to get her job back, she saw Liam, Drake, Max, and Tariq in the booth, laughing and joking with each other. It was like a flashback that Charlotte had no control over. When she enrolled for the last few credits needed at Fordham for her journalism degree, she thought she saw Liam outside the registrar’s office, hands in his pockets, grinning proudly at her.

This is fucking crazy. I’m going crazy. Charlotte rubbed her hand over her eyes and the image of Liam disappeared. She let out a breath and fought the urge she had every day for the last 30 days to call him. After getting a quick lunch, she found herself walking, and only tripping twice without falling, but to where she had no idea.

Moments later, her eyes widened as she realized where her legs and brain took her. It was the pier overlooking the Hudson, where she waited with Liam all that time ago for a ferry to the Statue of Liberty. Charlotte walked toward the railing and gripped it with both hands, her knuckles turning white. The haze from the cloudy day in New York sat grimly over the water as she watched the waves hit the pier over and over.

Liam finally looked down at Charlotte with a grateful smile. “Thank you, Charlotte. I can’t tell you how much it means that you would go out of your way to make this a reality for me.”

Charlotte gasped and blinked rapidly as the flashback hit her. She remembered how she wanted to kiss him that night so she stepped back and almost fell over, like a clumsy idiot. But that kiss though … When he kissed her, everything felt so right.

Stop. She chastised herself for thinking about kissing Liam Rys. Why did she even come to see Lady Liberty anyway? Charlotte realized that she had tears running down her cheeks and she swiped them away with a growl.

2 months

This is a new low, Charlotte thought to herself as she sat on her couch in her living room, surrounded by all kinds of chocolates, sweets, and candies. In her lap, she had a large container of Chunky Monkey, on the TV, If Only played on Netflix, and in her depressed state all she did was cry.

I have to tell you this and you need to hear it. I loved you since I met you, but I wouldn't allow myself to truly feel it until today. I was always thinking ahead, making decisions soaked with fear ... Today, because of you ... what I learned from you; every choice I made was different and my life has completely changed ... and I've learned that if you do that, then you're living your life fully ... it doesn't matter if you have five minutes or fifty years. Samantha if not for today, if not for you I would never have known love at all ... So thank you for being the person who taught me to love ... and to be loved.

“He loves you, Samantha,” she wailed as she shoved more ice cream in her mouth. “He has loved you since he met you.”

Charlotte’s eyes fluttered shut and a still shot of Liam smiling down at her, his hand outstretched to show her the garden maze flashed through her brain. She dropped her spoon on the floor, causing her to jump. Her eyes flew open. “Oh fudgesicle, that was a waste.”

3 months

Charlotte kept busy with school and work and didn’t dare go to Liberty Island nor the pier on the Hudson again; it hurt too much. She was still getting flashbacks though, and the last one was of Liam teaching her to ice skate in Lythikos -- sort of -- she still fell on her face. Charlotte remembered Liam’s laugh and it made her giggle and cry at the same time just thinking about it.

She had begun to intern at the Herald and was hoping to use that experience to apply for the New York Times. Charlotte had met someone that already worked there named Sonia while getting her morning latte at Coffee Brew House. Sonia bought her another cup of coffee because Charlotte had gotten her heel stuck in one of the cracks on the tile floor and spilled hers in her hair.

Charlotte changed her phone number but still kept Max, Drake, and Olivia’s contact information; she didn’t have the heart to delete them. When she wasn’t studying or working, Charlotte watched If Only and wept, sometimes throwing things at her TV or both.

Her phone rang on the couch cushion next to her and she saw Daniel’s face on the screen. “Talk to me.”

“Hey, are you sitting there watching that dumb movie again?”

“You betcha,” she sniffled and shoved a chocolate chip cookie in her mouth.

“I’m coming over.”

“No, I’m-” Charlotte heard the line go dead and rolled her eyes.

About 15 minutes later, Charlotte heard a key rattle around in the lock and the door flew open. “Your best friend is here!” Daniel walked inside, arms in the air, wearing an orange velour tracksuit.

“You are not my-” Charlotte began to snort. “Oh my God, what the fuck is that?”

“Laugh it up,” Daniel motioned for more. “I did this to cheer you up. You’ve been a hot mess since-”

“Don’t!” Charlotte shook her head vehemently. “We no longer speak of that.”

“Fine.” Daniel shook his head, knowing Charlotte would want to talk about it later on after several more spoonfuls of ice cream. He slumped onto the couch next to his friend and picked up the remote control off the couch cushion. He looked over when he heard more snorting. “What now?”

Charlotte couldn’t contain her giggles. “You look … like a … homeless pencil!” She threw her head back in loud laughter.

4 months

Charlotte was angry. It was one of the steps of grief, right? Depression came first, now it’s anger. Okay, but to be fair, she’s either sad, angry, or laughing like a lunatic. She was at her computer, typing away, alternately eating her ice cream and looking over what she had written.

A nobility social season refers to the traditional annual period when it is customary for members of a social elite society to hold balls, dinner parties, and charity events. The social season has always played a role in the political life of the countries that host such events. But the season also provides an opportunity for once of age women to be formally introduced and presented before the men of nobility. Take, as an example, the small country of Cordonia that lies in the Mediterranean.

I was fortunate enough to be asked to travel to Cordonia to compete for a Prince’s hand during his social season.

Or so I thought …

The cursor blinked at her, waiting for her to put in the next paragraph or so. No. Charlotte moved to delete the whole thing entirely. Her finger froze over the delete button and she stared at her words with narrowed eyes, then she shrugged and continued to type. This will never see the light of day anyway.

5 months

Daniel, Charlotte, and Sonia were sitting in a booth at the small hole-in-the-wall bar that the two used to work at months earlier.

“So,” Sonia took a sip of her drink. “You met him here.”

Charlotte nodded and took a large gulp of her wine.

“She lost our bet and met four hot guys,” Daniel scowled as he tipped his head back and finished his beer.

“They were hot,” Charlotte smirked and thought back to how she ran into Liam and fell mere seconds after meeting him.

“What’s he like?” Sonia studied her friend’s face, wondering if she should have asked that.

The first time Liam brought her to the hedge maze on Charlotte’s first night in Cordonia flashed through her mind.

He’s got really big hands. You know what they say about guys with big hands …

Charlotte took another sip of wine. “His hands were so big and warm,” she said dreamily. “I wanted to fall asleep in them like Thumbelina.” Daniel and Sonia threw their heads back in laughter as Charlotte’s eyes widened. “Oh my God, I said that out loud, didn’t I?”

“Big hands means big … feet,” Daniel snorted as his laughter got louder.

“And socks,” Sonia added through another bout of giggles. “Also penises.”

Charlotte’s hands were over her face in embarrassment. “I got drunk that first night … when I … said goodbye.”

“Don’t blame you, babe,” Sonia gave her a small smile.

“I wrote out these texts to him all night but thank God I had enough sense to not send them,” she dug out her phone from her purse and handed it to Daniel.

“You?” Daniel’s brow arched. “Enough sense? Doesn’t sound like Charlotte Brooks.”

She flipped him off.

Daniel scrolled through Charlotte’s texts, Sonia looking over his shoulder. “You wrote to Liam and said, ‘I miss the way your hand smells?’”

Sonia snorted.

“Did you just write a whole Jewel song here?” Daniel’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“Oh!” Sonia exclaimed. “Is it You Were Meant For Me?”

Charlotte was starting to think this was a mistake.

Daniel’s brows furrowed. “You wanna buy a goat with him?”

Charlotte snatched her phone away from him in a huff and deposited it back in her purse. “Some friends you guys are,” she mumbled.

6 months

Sonia and Charlotte walked down the sidewalk to meet Daniel for a drink.

“Look!” Charlotte pointed down an alleyway where two bums seemed to be fighting over a bag of food.

“Let’s go, Char!” Sonia pulled her friend’s hand quickly past the tussle. “We don’t want them thinking we have food or money for them.”

Charlotte had stopped walking and her eyes rolled back and before shutting.

Charlotte yelped as they slammed into the dresser before hitting the wall. She watched as Drake shoved Tariq away from him and his fist came across his jaw, knocking him to the ground once again. “I believe she told you to leave!” Drake barked. 

“Look, this is clearly just a misunderstanding on your part, Drake,” Tariq said, rising to his feet as he rubbed his jaw.

“There’s nothing about me telling you to leave and using the word no that you should misunderstand, you fucking creep!”

“Charlotte!”

She opened her eyes with a gasp, her hand on her chest as she heaved for air, her eyes filled with tears. She hadn’t even thought about the reason she and Liam didn’t end up engaged after all this time; Charlotte purposely pushed the memory down so that she would forget. If Drake didn’t come to my rescue, her breath hitched. She kind of missed talking to Drake, their banter, their back and forth shit-talking, their friendship was one of a kind. He was like her annoying big brother that protected her even when Liam wasn’t around, even though she always ended up physically hurting him one way or another. She supposed that was friendship, right?

“Charlotte! Are you having a stroke?”

“Oh,” she blinked and Sonia’s concerned face came into focus. “I’m just … a crazy person. I’m fine,” Charlotte smiled. “Let’s go before Daniel throws a fit we’re late.”

7 months

Standing in a line at a coffee shop, waiting to put in her order, Charlotte was pulled into a conversation by the man behind her. He was tall with blonde hair and blue eyes; she didn’t even reach his shoulders with heels. Charlotte’s mind flashed and she saw Liam for a moment, then shook her head slightly.

“I’m Carson, and you are?” His hand went out towards her.

She accepted the handshake but found herself disappointed. He doesn’t have an accent. Charlotte made brief small talk until it was her turn to order. She quickly paid and then speed-walked -- don’t fall, don’t trip, don’t embarrass yourself -- over to Sonia at the other side of the counter. The owner of the shop removed all the rugs from the floors and had a sign up that read ‘Number of days fall free for CB’. It was Sonia’s idea. Charlotte glared up at the sign. That bitch had to put my business out there. Her record was three days.

“Hey,” Sonia nudged Charlotte with her elbow. “I thought you were hitting it off with that guy.”

Charlotte gave her a look. “Why would you think that?”

“He was giving you googly eyes!”

“No, he wasn’t, and … he’s not my type,” Charlotte looked around and hoped he didn't stand next to her to wait for his order.

“Not your type?” Sonia arched her brow. “Blonde hair, blue eyes, really tall … he checks the boxes, Char.”

He’s not Liam. That's a big box to check. “I, um … hedidnthaveanaccent.”

Sonia leaned closer, pretty sure she just heard what she heard. “I’m sorry, what?”

Charlotte let out a breath then whispered, “He didn’t have an accent.”

Sonia threw her head back in laughter.

“Will. You. Shut. Up.” Charlotte hissed and pinched her friend’s arm.

“I’m sorry, but he does have an accent.”

Charlotte gave her side-eye.

“It’s just a New York accent,” she smirked. “Nobody here is going to sound like Liam.”

Charlotte sighed. “I don’t expect everyone here to sound like Liam.”

“Sounds like you do.”

“Well, I don’t.”

8 months

Daniel wouldn’t take her “sorry excuses” and set her up with some guy from his gym. Since when did Dan go to the gym? She thought as she narrowed her eyes at the hotdog cart she was instructed to stand next to. The fire from the grill on it reminded her about the time she set the hot tub on fire in Lythikos. Her cheeks reddened at the memory, because moments before, Liam’s hand was … never mind. Charlotte shook her head to try to erase the thoughts. With a huff, she fixed a bored expression on her face and waited … and waited. After ten minutes, Charlotte looked at her watch and sighed. I am going to squeeze Daniel’s trachea.

A blonde man jogged over and right up to Charlotte. Her neck tilted to the side at him and she couldn’t stop her bewildered expression. He wore basketball shorts that were … very short and a black mesh gym tank top and smiled brightly. “Hi! Are you Charlotte? I’m Brock!” Of all the douchebag names …

“Yes, I’m Charlotte, nice to meet you,” she plastered a fake smile and took note that this guy was a good three inches shorter than her, and she had flats on. What the damn hell happens when I wear heels? I am going to be the Jolly Green Giant, she scowled as Brock continued to talk about himself. Jolly Green Giant … giant … Liam. Her eyes widened at her thoughts. She blinked once and tried to push thoughts of Liam out of her mind. Charlotte focused on this shorty in front of her, talking on and on about his investment in a small gym down the street. “He’s like, stopped blinking. He’s just got this crazy energy. Is that normal? Is this what people on drugs look like?”

Brock had stopped talking.

Charlotte’s hand clamped over her mouth. “Oh! Oh noooo, I uh … any chance you didn’t hear that?”

“Everyone always asks if I’m on drugs!” Brock yelled as he threw his hands up in the air and walked away.

“Sorry!” She called out after him. When he kept on walking, she shrugged and got in line for a hotdog.

9 months

Charlotte needed a breather. She walked up to her apartment from the cab and sighed at her feet aching in her heels. She knew Sonia and Daniel meant well, but the guys they were trying to introduce her to every time they were out were not the business. One wore a patch over his eye because he loved pirates, another had a change-maker attached to his belt and was showing it off to everyone in the bar, another man looked like the actor Armie Hammer and Charlotte thought she was going to faint. When she found out it wasn't Armie, she lost interest, then proceeded to trip and landed face-first into his crotch.

Charlotte knew that a sane person would move on, would try to start dating as a normal woman would, but she didn’t want to move on. She didn’t want to start dating. She wanted Liam and she wondered if he thought about her sometimes. She was so lost in her thoughts as she walked into her place that she didn’t realize the shower was running in her bathroom. Charlotte kicked off her heels, padded into her bedroom, and narrowed her eyes.

“What the actual fuck?” Her eyes widened. “Oh my God, someone is here to rape me!” She quickly snatched her lamp off the bedside table and unplugged it, holding it up like a weapon. The door to the bathroom opened, the steam blinding her for a moment and she screeched, “Die!”

“Ahh!” Daniel screamed, naked as a blue jay. “Charlotte!! I told you I was going to shower here!”

She dropped the lamp onto the floor and quickly covered her eyes like the sight of him blinded her. “Where are your clothes, Dan?! What kind of person waltzes out of someone else’s bathroom naked?!” Charlotte stormed out of her room, or tried to, and ran right into a bedroom wall. “Ow.”

“Are you-” Daniel was at her side immediately.

“No!” Charlotte waved her arms in the air like she was going to karate chop her friend. “No touchie while nakie!” Daniel stifled a laugh as she stood carefully, eyes still shut tightly, and felt her way out of the room. “Fucking get a towel!”

Sonia walked into the apartment. “What’s with all the yelling?”

Charlotte flung her arm out towards her bedroom. “Daniel decided to shower and then walk out into the room naked! I saw his peepee and bubbles!”

“Are you five years old? Who says ‘peepee’ and ‘bubbles?’” Sonia demanded. 

“I had a date to get ready for and they shut off my water,” Dan strolled into the living room with his jeans pulled on but not buttoned, his shirt dangling from his shoulder as he dried off his hair.

“That’s my towel,” Charlotte whined. “Seriously?”

Sonia shook her head and turned to shut and deadbolt the door. “Something is wrong with both of you.”

Charlotte sat on the couch, Sonia sitting next to her as they talked about Dan’s planned date and Charlotte’s lack of interest in dates. “I told you guys, I don’t want to see anyone right now, I just want to work.”

“You don’t want to see anyone because all you see is Liam,” Sonia pointed out. “I’m trying to help you see other people.”

“She compares every guy to Liam,” Daniel stated. “You overthink way too much, Char, if you were a man you’d have a very hard time getting an erection.”

Sonia wrinkled her nose. “Wait, you have a theory about that?”

10 months

“But I also know the weight of the crown. It’s heavy … and I don’t want to place that burden on you if you’re not ready … or if you don’t want it.”

Liam felt Charlotte’s hand on his cheek, and he glanced back up just as she leaned in, pressing her lips to his. They parted a moment later and she smiled at him. “It wouldn’t matter what world we were in … or what job you had … I want to be with you, Liam. No matter what.”

Charlotte gasped and sat straight up in bed. Her hair was in every which way, she had dried drool on the side of her mouth, and her chest heaved for air. She still saw images of Liam in the city, but now she was having dreams of their time together during the social season and the engagement tour.

She climbed out of bed and padded to the bathroom. “I’m a fucking crazy ass,” she mumbled to herself. “I thought I was off before but now it’s confirmed.”

The morning shower made her feel a little better but still sleepy and she walked out into the living room, Daniel and Sonia sitting on her couch. Charlotte screamed. “What the fuck!”

“Hi, Sleepyhead,” Sonia said in a singsong voice. “It’s eleven in the morning, we thought you died.”

“Eleven in the-” Charlotte looked at the clock on the wall with widened eyes. She never slept in late.

“So here we are, to save the day,” Daniel stood from the couch, put his hands on Charlotte’s shoulders, and shook gently. “You okay?”

“Well, now that people have broken into my apartment and scared the crap out of me, I’m great.” She moved away from them into the kitchen, where a cup of coffee was waiting for her. Charlotte smiled and grabbed it, her first sip clearing the fog in her brain. “Thanks for the coffee,” she shot a knowing look to Sonia and sat next to her.

“I wanted to tell you something,” Sonia smiled as Charlotte nodded. “You got the job at the Times.”

“What?!” Charlotte squealed, almost spilling coffee on herself. “Really? Why didn’t your boss call?”

“Andrew did call, but someone was getting their beauty sleep,” Sonia’s brow was arched. “I covered for you and said you were probably at the Herald working with some no-named reporter and missed his call.”

Charlotte let out a relieved sigh. “Thank you, I’m going to call him back!” She set her coffee down onto the table, jumped up off of the couch, and jogged to her bedroom. Sonia and Daniel almost immediately heard a loud thump.

“Char?”

“I’m okay!”

11 months

They parted a few moments later, both breathless, and Liam took her left hand in his. Charlotte saw him smile as his thumb and forefinger played with her bare ring finger.

“Why are you smiling like that?” she chuckled.

Liam’s smile grew into a full-blown grin as he let out a laugh that sounded almost like disbelief. “Because in about 20 minutes, you’re going to be my fiancée.”

Charlotte lay in bed from a deep sleep, tears streaking down her cheeks. It had been 11 months since she last saw or spoke to Liam or anyone in Cordonia. It was something she had been adamant about because opening up that box would probably have killed her emotionally. She knew she would love Liam for as long as she was breathing, but love isn’t a feeling. Love is what you do despite what you feel. Love is fighting for the good of someone else, even if you never see the value or the sacrifice you made for them. Liam Rys would never be hers to keep and she stood by that. Charlotte worried she made the wrong decision in the beginning, letting go of the love of her life. But now, she knew she did the right thing. She wanted him to be happy, and she hoped he was.

Like she did every morning, she wiped her tears away, slid out of bed, and sleepily walked to the bathroom. Her friends were trying to set her up on blind dates even after she said she didn’t want to. Charlotte thought about her last conversation with Sonia the night before.

“What happened to the guy at the bar?”

Charlotte arched her brow at her friend. “What do you mean?”

“You both were chatting it up and then I saw his face when you walked away. What did you say to him, Charlotte?”

“I said have a good night!” She snapped.

Sonia stared at her.

“He didn’t smell … right,” Charlotte chewed on the inside of her cheek as she looked at anything but her friend.

Sonia’s expression turned confused. “Did he smell like a ball sack?”

“Not … exactly,” Charlotte pursed her lips. “Also, what would a ball sack smell like?”

Sonia gave her a stern look. “Don’t change the subject,” she pointed a finger at her accusingly. “He didn’t smell like Liam, did he?”

Charlotte sighed. “No, he didn’t.”

“Come on, just some diddles, you haven’t been diddled in almost a year, Char!” Sonia’s eyes were wide. “You’re heartbroken, not dead!”

“I’m just … not into it,” she sniffled and ignored the sting in her eyes. “All these guys remind me that they’re not Liam,” she whispered. Charlotte gulped her wine and grimaced as she swallowed. “I’ll be okay … hopefully sooner rather than later.”

12 months

I thought I said no to blind dates, why am I here? Charlotte thought to herself as she gripped her clutch in her hand. She wore heels this time, to ensure whoever was showing up was taller than her. A blonde-haired man sauntered up to her; he was dressed in a white polo shirt, dark blue dress pants, and loafers. Charlotte’s eyes traveled up his body and took in his blue eyes. Don’t think about Liam, don’t think about Liam.

“Hi,” he gave her a soft smile and held out his hand. “My name is Asher. Charlotte, I presume?”

“Yes,” she reached out to shake his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“I must say, you have a nice neck,” his smile grew wider as he stared at the hollow of her throat.

Her brows furrowed. “I’m sorry?”

“Your neck,” he bit his bottom lip as he continued to stare. “It’s nice.”

Charlotte narrowed her eyes at him. “Aw really? Not my knuckles or the skin behind my ear?”

Asher’s eyes flew up to meet hers. “Well, I’m sure those are very attractive areas as well.” She felt his eyes rove over her and she felt like she had bugs crawling on her body as she watched him. Then, to her horror, he reached down to adjust himself.

Her patience snapped. “Oh my God, are you having a Groundhog Day situation going on?”

Before he could answer, Charlotte heard her phone chime in her clutch and her eyes widened with an idea. “Excuse me, I need to take this.”

With a nod from Asher, she stepped away, put her phone on silent, and pretended to make a phone call. “Sonia? What’s wrong? … An emergency?! Oh my God, what happened?! … Okay, I’ll be right there!” With a smirk, she put her phone away and walked back toward the creep. “I am so sorry, but my friend Sonia called me with an emergency and I gotta go, bye!”

Not waiting for an answer, Charlotte speed walked away from a sputtering Asher, praying that she didn’t face plant as she made her exit. I am going to kill Daniel.

She slowed her speed and later found herself at the same pier overlooking the Hudson. There stood the majestic Statue of Liberty, and she smiled. It had been a year, a whole year without Liam, but she could safely say that the sight of Lady Liberty didn’t rip her heart out like it first did. Maybe … just maybe … she was going to be okay. “I miss you, Liam,” she whispered out into the wind and it carried her words towards Lady Liberty. “I hope you’re doing okay.”

It's been a year now, I think I've figured out how

How to think about you without it rippin' my heart out

I know, you know, we know, You weren't down for forever 

And it's fine

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All I Want... 25 Days of Christmas Challenge, Day 12

December 4th

DeeDee promised to make up for missing brunch with the girls. So, they made plans to go out to the hookah spot on a Friday night. She looked in her closet and glanced at herself in the mirror and sighed. Phyllis sent her directions to wear something cute, read: a dress, because she picked the one spot with a dress code. 

She looked at the red dress that Phyllis pulled for the club the other night. “Nope.” 

She hung it back up and pulled out a little black dress. It was something that the girls talked her into for a bachelorette party a year ago. The dress had a scooped neckline, cap sleeves and flared out at the waist, so it stopped right above her knees. 

DeeDee twirled around with the dress in front of her in the mirror. “This will have to do.” She added some black tights and her favorite burgundy Mary Jane platforms and laid the dress on her bed. 

She was in the bathroom when the music that was playing stopped and her phone buzzed. She looked down at the call, smiled and hit ‘Ignore,’ then returned to finishing her makeup. The phone buzzed again with a text message alert. 

Prince Erik: You don’t want to talk to me? 😕

DeeDee 💜: I told you I’m going out tonight. 

Prince Erik: Ok, and? We can talk before you go out.

DeeDee 💜: You aren’t slick, E. That was not a regular call.

Prince Erik:  I mean, I wanted to see what you decided to wear. 🤷🏾‍♂️

DeeDee 💜: Erik…

Prince Erik: Yes, Miss DeeDee

DeeDee 💜: No.

Prince Erik: Well, you can’t blame me for trying.

DeeDee 💜: You get an E for Effort.

DeeDee 💜: Don’t you dare reply to that. 🤐 

Prince Erik: I’m tryna get you to take this…

DeeDee 💜: Damnit, E. 🤦🏾‍♀️

Prince Erik: My bad, but I do love how you don’t call me Mr. Erik anymore. 😁

DeeDee 💜: I could go back at anytime, Sir. 

Prince Erik: Oh, here you go. Well, let me know when you get home. You know I’ll be up.

DeeDee 💜: Uh huh, good night Erik. 

Prince Erik: Sending me to bed? Fine, I’ll take a nap before you call. 

Prince Erik: Goodbye Miss DeeDee...for now. 

DeeDee put her phone down and used the big smile on her face to add some blush to her cheeks. She was definitely smiling a lot more these days and Erik had a lot to do with it. Things shifted between them after that awkward encounter with Brandon. She was used to the ‘Good morning’ and ‘Good night’ texts from him. But since then, he’s been sending cute voice or video messages where he wished her a good day. She couldn’t say that she didn’t look forward to those, just as much as his phone calls.

And then she thought he looked good in just a hoodie and sweats, but Erik in a suit was just plain sin. DeeDee often sent up prayers of thanks for his fitness regime and his tailor, because damn. She may or may not have saved a few for, uh, research purposes.

Fully made up, she moved back into her room and put on her dress and shoes. She picked up her phone and snapped a few selfies in the mirror. DeeDee had just posted a few when her phone buzzed in her hand; it was the group chat. Phyllis and Beverly  were outside in the Lyft. 

---

“You are still coming to my defense presentation, right?” DeeDee asked as their drinks and hookah arrived.

“Of course, we wouldn’t miss it.” Beverly responded while she added lit coals to their strawberry and pineapple hookah. 

“What is the date again?” Phyllis looked at DeeDee. 

“Two weeks from today, the 18th.” 

“Yeah, yeah. I requested that off. So, we’re good.” 

“Great, then we can do dinner or something. What do you think?” 

“You know it!” 

“Duh!” Phyll and Bev exclaimed together. 

They picked up their drinks and clinked them together. 

“We gotta celebrate, our friend, the good doctor.” Phyllis added.

“Thanks Phylly Phyll.” 

“Hey, no hard feelings right?” She nudged DeeDee’s shoulder. “I just want you to be careful.”

“Phyll, I wouldn’t have made the call, if I didn’t think it was a good idea.”

“I know, we should trust you more.”

“We??? Speak for yourself. I’m happy if DeeDee made a new friend. Whatever it turns into. I’m here for it.” Beverly interjected before taking the first hit.

“Thanks Bev. But really, he is a good friend. So, I am just enjoying what we have right now.”

“As you should, Dee. Besides, it’s not like you’ll meet -”

Beverly bumped Phyllis’ shoulder and hissed. “Shut up.” 

“But think about it, DeeDee’s never leaving Louisiana and I doubt he would come back here to visit.”

“Phyll!” 

“Can we stop the whole DeeDee will be single forever talk, please?”

“But that’s not true. What about Breanna’s little brother?”

“Brandon! Absolutely not.” DeeDee rolled her eyes at them, “Besides, I think he’ll finally leave me alone now.” She looked at her phone and smiled.

“What happened?”

“Doesn’t matter. Just know, that was not and never would be an option for me.”

Their wings arrived and DeeDee dug in. 

“DeeDee, you good?”

“Yeah, you know I love these wings.” She said around a mouthful.

“Uh huh.”

“Phyll, leave her alone.” Beverly pushed a plate towards her. “She’s happy living her life as she is. We should be happy for her.”

“I am happy for her.”

“Are you really?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Phyllis added wings to her plate and sat back.

---

Erik woke up to his tablet ringing. “Hello.” He sat up in bed and lifted it up as he rubbed at his face.

“Ewww, Daddy. Uncle E is naked.” A little voice called out.

Erik looked at the screen and saw Jasmine and Marquis both with disgusted looks on their faces. 

“My bad, Jazzie bear. Hold on.” He grabbed the hoodie next to him and threw it on. “Better?”

“Yes, thank you.” Jasmine replied. 

Erik laughed at her politeness. It reminded him of another woman who had him wrapped around her finger. And she probably doesn’t even know it. He looked at the time, she wouldn’t be home from her night out with her friends yet. But at least, he will be awake when she hits him up. 

“What about me?” Quis spoke up.

“What about you?” Erik shook his head and focused his attention to his goddaughter, “Hi Jazzie bear. And to what do I owe this honor?”

“Daddy, said that you were coming to visit in a few weeks. Is that true?”

“Yes, it is. A good friend of ours is having a party and I promised your dad I would be there.”

“Are you coming to see us, too?”

“Of course, princess. I can’t call that a visit without seeing one of my favorite girls.”

“But I thought I was your only favorite?” Jasmine pouted on the screen.

“Did I? My mistake.” Erik bowed his head towards her.

“Uh huh. Well, I can’t wait to see you Uncle E.” 

“I can’t wait to see you either sweetheart.” 

“Daddy let me down.” Jasmine squirmed out of Marquis’ lap, “You two can talk now. Night Uncle E.”

“Good night Jazzie bear.”

Marquis followed Jasmine out of the room and closed the door behind her.

“One of your favorite girls? I didn’t know you were dating again.”

“Total recall ass nigga.” Erik whispered.

“Not my fault, you slipped up in front of your only favorite girl.” Marquis used air quotes for only. “You knew she would pick up on that. But now, I’m asking.”

“I’m not dating anyone yet.”

“Yet? So, she has potential? Glad to hear that.”

“She has the potential to be so much more than just my girl, Quis.” Erik sighed, “She could be the one I called for.”

“Called for? E, are you talking about that note you wrote in O Chem?” Marquis laughed.

“Yes, that note. I meant every single word of it, too.” Erik flipped him off. “Just because you found Serena while you were in school, doesn’t mean anything.”

“Hey, hey. Who am I to knock anything? If you think you found her, I’m happy for you. You deserve to have that kind of love in your life.”

“Thank you, man.”

“So, when do we get to meet her?”

“Here’s the thing, I have to meet her first.” Erik watched Marquis’ expression. “I know, I know, but we met online, so you know.”

“Uh huh, please tell me you know what she looks like.”

“I do. Trust, I was able to verify that.” Erik’s cell started to ring. He saw it was DeeDee and smiled. “Hey Quis, look that’s her now. So, I’mma go. But I will let you know when I get to Baton Rouge.”

“Alright, man. Good night. And tell the mystery lady that your best friend said hi.”

“Will do.” Erik ended the call on his tablet and picked up his phone. “Hello Miss DeeDee.”

“Heeeeeeey Erik,” DeeDee slurred into the phone. 

Erik could already tell what kind of call this would be. He gave it 15 minutes before she was softly snoring in his ear again. No problem, he was wide awake now.

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[uzumaki-rebellion]

Soon Come... “Black Boys Bloom Thorns First: Volume 2, Chapter 30″ Finale

This has been a two-year journey from when I posted my first N’Jobu Udaku book chapter of Volume 1 back in April of 2018.

Back then, everyone in the fandom was writing about Killmonger, T’Challa, M’Baku, Nakia, Shuri, and Okoye, but I went the way back route out of curiosity. Although N’Jobu was in the movie for maybe less than ten minutes (if even that). I was curious as to how he would end up having a secret child with a Black American woman. I was curious to know why there was no mention of Erik’s mother in the movie, even when he was an adult and confronting T’Challa.

I looked all over the usual places for fics about N’Jobu, and although he is mentioned in a few other stories, I had yet to find that many that focused on him exclusively and how he came to shake-up Wakanda. I used to be sad when I found stories that started out great, and then the authors left them abandoned to pursue other stories (or life happened. I totally get that). With Sterling K. Brown’s fine ass, I was disappointed that I couldn’t read a bunch of N’Jobu sexy times. Also, it’s hard competing against your own son. I mean Killmonger stories seem to be more prolific than even T’Challa stories, and T’Challa is the damn hero, lol! Sexy bad guys will do that.

So I had to write it myself.

To write two books out of ten minutes of Sterling K. Brown screen time has been quite a task. Creating my own Erik Killmonger family canon has been fun. 

And I learned something about myself and Erik Killmonger.

When I first saw the Black Panther movie, I used to think Nakia was the right way to handle the world. I was one of those people that understood why Killmonger was the way he was, but also criticized how he treated Black women in the movie. (I also recognized a Dom when I saw one, cuz when he choked and lifted up that elder, I was not the only freak that said silently, “Yes, Daddy”) At the time I felt like Killmonger was doing the most but wouldn’t get what he wanted because he was too blinded by his rage and wasn’t open to pragmatic solutions like Nakia. But...

Writing about Erik’s parents before he was born and the transformation of N’Jobu through Erik’s mother has changed my mind about everything. Writing about Erik being born and raised by a mother who had the Diaspora on her mind and connected to Black women doing the work of shaping the world as they saw fit, and instilling that in Erk changed my mind. I made Erik be surrounded, nurtured, and taught by Black women. He has great respect for them (even when he is being a hoe at times!). Erik has the right to burn any and everything down, including other Black people that get in the way of true change, even if they are kin on the continent of Africa...and even if they are Black women that he thinks hinders progress.

Now ain’t that some shit?

Writing about him made me love him more than T’Challa. You all will see a spicey T’Challa when I have these two cousins meet back up even after the famous death scene.

I can’t wait until I am deep into Volume 4 when Erik is faced with Nakia and all of the rest of his Wakandan family. Everyone is catching hands. For the better.

Thanks to everyone who has been riding with this story. There aren’t that many of you, so I like to pretend we are a very special niche N’Jobu group. Honestly, people didn’t begin reading a lot of my stuff or following me until I started writing my Killmonger stories. I hope people will want to read these first two volumes. I have a deep love for N’Jobu and his tragic story. But Volume 4 will make amends for what he sacrificed with his wife Califia. I wanted to write books that showed how much Erik’s parents loved him, and why he would later go to the ends of the earth to bring Wakanda a reckoning. He is worthy of that.

Anyhoo,

I’m excited to finish up this final chapter. I have a lot of interesting things in store for the Stevens-Udaku family before T’Chaka shows up. I’m writing some things that give this family a final moment of respite before I move on to Volume 3 & 4.

As a reminder, Volume 4 is also the sequel to “Wet Sugar”. And if you haven’t read “Wet Sugar”, you should so you can follow along. If you don’t. Volume 4 won’t make any sense.

Be ready!

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[mingi-bubu]

Watch “Youth With You” with Me!

Episode 7 Part 1

- alright it’s another week which means it’s another episode of ywy!!!

- mr. fruit turning tf up as usual.  we stan a blueberry icon

- i’m not eating anything right now but i do have a water with me!  stay hydrated kiddos!!!

- okay and the next group “don’t ask” is on stage here we goooo

- i feel like any foot fetishists are getting their rocks off from this and i hate it

- yay esther!! i know a lot of people don’t like her but i really think (at least right now) she’s very fun and entertaining

- kunkun stop bullying this group just bc you don’t like esther al;dfjka;kldsfj

- lisa the love of my life sweetie you are doing amazing i love you so much

- oooooooh i like the effect

- kay song’s voice is very nice here

- momo’s hair is nice i like her bangs

- dolly’s voice is very much suited for r&b i think

- esther yes that’s my girl!

- i like this song a lot it feels like it’d be in a drama or something

- i think that with everything that esther is and does we forget how she is when she performs

- i mean given that this is like essentially the first performance it isn’t saying much but still

- ooooohhhh those harmonies during the chorus i-

- i would love to see a ballet routine to this song ngl

- i love that there’s so much praise for this concept!  it deffo is v fairy-/dreamlike

- i know i say this every time but kunkun looks sooooo good in blues i love one (1) man

- lisa looking off to the side bc she has no idea what he’s saying???  a big mood.

- iugh its this grody toothpaste man again i’m sick of him

- kay song really did pop tf off i’m not surprised she got first

- love the product promo shot of ella drinking the fruit milk lmaoooo

- ok next group!

- Renai Circulation?  inchresting.  i love their outfits thooo!!!!

- vivi chen’s hair style is so sweet i love it

-yay xiaowei duan!!!  i remember her

- XIAOTANG ZHAO I LOVE HER SO MCUHHH

- oh god are they gonnna make this a ppap situation again?  i don’t know if i want to see nonsense like that on the stage again hhhhh T.T

- ladlfkads;lkfja they’re deadass being told no and it’s 100% because of Kun’s run in Idol Producer llakd;adljf

- xtz reminds me of czk trying to look cute.  it’s just so *taeyong voice* awkward

- kun bitch ill kill you

- al;ksdfja;ldskf stooooopppppp nooooo i don’t want to witness this again dal;kdj;fd

- that song is the reason they cant alter it you fool

- is this when lisa comes for blood???  please????

- i would die for xtz thanks for coming to my tedtalk

- lisa is such a sweetie i love that she cares so much about them T.T

- do they mean pigtails when they say- yeah yeah they do

- awwwww tonkey looks so adorable

- xtz needs to channel her inner esther i think

- I LOVE WHEN THEY USE BUBBLES EVEN THOUGH I’M WORRIED ABOUT THEIR SAFETY ON STAGE

- bc they might slip and i am worried

- xtz has too serious a look her face i caadn;dafdk

- bubble zhu saw this concept and made it hers

- i love kun jsut staring at the screen with a blank expression like *war flashbacks meme*

- xtz really does look like a senior surrounded by underclassmen aldkfadkfj

- i deeply hated it though i was not a fan of the execution of the cute concept but that oculd also be bc they made me have to relive ppap stage

- and cxk’s edward cullen looking ass hairstyle and makeup

- i’m hazel al;dadkl

- xtz has the potential for good leader position too with how she immediately went to comfort everyone about the concepts

- my sleep scheddy has been so fucked up this week i’m falling asleep and it’s not even 21:15.  disgusting.

- i wonder if kun is wearing his insoles right now???

- YES THE STAGE TIANA AND I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR FOR TWO WEEKS NOW UGHHHH

- @zhuzhengtngs tell me what you think blease

- i love xan yia talking about food and completely forgetting she did in fact eat drumsticks a few days ago aldk;fadjf

- OH IS THIS WEHRE LISA IS GONNA GO FOR BLOOD

- ok she’s going for blood in her own way but i still love it

- i would love to have a teacher who cares this much about their students bc she definitely wants to help them succeed which i think is one of the nicest things about this is that you can tell the mentors care so much and want to help the trainees do their best

- not to plane emoji emo hours

- ooh no is she okay??

- tako zhang is deffo keeping it together though but i hope she doesn’t pull a zach werenski and play through an injury

- kun is definitely struggling with what to do

- god i hate it when people put things that definitely aren’t as important as their health above an injury

- and i can say this with validity bc i’m guilty of it as well.  i hope she was able to see a doctor after

- okay time for the stage

- i love this concept so much

- holy shit the splits

- this stage is so visually interesting i am really enjoying it

- shoutout to the camera guy for popping back over to tz bc i would really like to make sure she’s okay

- i want this song on spotifiy like last week

- she looks like she’s about to cry i hate this so much

- this stage is so good tho ugh

- UGH THE THING WITH THE FANS AT THE END I AM LIVING FOR IT

- oh i didn’t even notice the sparkly ribbons in some of their hair during the performance aaaaahhhh that’s so neat

- rightt but how is tako zhang feeling????

- damn that is a good score so far gals

- ok dance results

- hell yeah that’s what she deserves babymonster is a class act lads

- only 28 points speparating play and the eve im screaingming

- i’m glad kun doesn’t pd like yixing did bc i would get so stressed out by that

- what the fuck that really happened

- play --> bad guy --> the eve oh wow that’s a thin fucking line between the scores (relatively)

- vocal section now ladies lezgeddit

- yay naho i was worried that she had left i love her

- i so want ziyi or zzt to show up as a mentor x, maybe even yixing or zhoumi

- oo ok with the fog that’s cool

- i love the glitter tears that keep appearing in the stage makeup .  it’s very fun i think

- naho my chiild i love you amnd im so proud

- is kelly lin the one who’s like already famous or is like an influencer or something?

- i literally hope that naho is able to move up in the classes

- this song is really good like i would deffo cry to this in my car going 70 down the highway at like midnight

- that was a great performance

- i love the people screaming in the audience it kills me

- not surprised by that lowest score

- ahhhh i’m so proud of naho !!!!  incredible

- i love that she’s getting emotional over the dry ice on the stage

- ella my mtoher and love of my life i would die for you

- me too audience, me too

- a;lsdjgslkdf;iwef she’s so funnny i love my mom!!!!

- kun immediately dancing a prince i love him

- ooh we love a gingham pattern

- ok that’s cute

- i too am a frying pan

- ok wow yoga fuckign out them like that i guess

- i’m so tired im deffo going to sleep after i watch part 2 bc we have like a little over 5 minutes left in part 1

- me: *sees their staging*

- me: *is violently thrown back into flashbacks from high school detention*

- i love this song and not bc im biased towards ella

- i got so distracted watching and listening that the song is literally over and i haven’t talked about it at all aldkfja;lkdsjf

- they harmonized nicely and the lights were very pretty

- i hate the big shiny plaque on yoga’s blazer

- ella truly is someone who i think is a very valuable person to have in your life based off of the advice she gave the trainess

- one of these days im gonna ask tiana to explain why the voting audience are called producers and why cxk as the main mc is called youth producer rep and i’m writing this here so i’ll rembember to

- ok that was all for part one.  part two coming soon!

#ywy #youth with you #idol producer #e7 p1 #cpop #jae.txt #jae.wwm

[randombtsprincessa]

Accounting Afterglow

Author: Randombtsprincessa

Characters: Min Yoongi x Reader (Ft. Park Jimin) (2nd POV)

Words: 7.9k

Genre: Smut/Angst

Summary: Your Accountant hates you. You thought the feeling was mutual until a happy incident changes your mind, for the better.

Warning: Jerk! Yoongi, Office Sexism, Dom! Yoongi, Dom/Sub Themes, Sexual Themes, Light Bondage, Blindfolding, Oral (Both receiving), Dirty Talk, profanity, Unprotected Sex.

A/N: Whew Baby!

You sat anxiously, watching the second hand tick steadily away as the minute had slowly crept towards the digit 6. Soon it would be 4:30 PM and the great cloud of huffing impatience would be at your door. The damned man had tons of flaws but being late was not one of them. He was almost unnervingly punctual – almost as if he enjoyed terrorizing your Friday evenings on a weekly basis.

Just as the minute hand reached the doomed number, you phone gave its warning blare making you jump. You hurriedly got up, turning frantically to look for your phone. It was a routine thing. He would always call before ringing your doorbell – just in case you had other plans – but of course you never did. If you sent him away once, it would be incentive…and also he would show up on Saturday and you didn’t want your weekend soured.

You finally found the sleek rectangle and hit the accept button, pressing it to your ear.

“Hello,” you asked breathlessly.

“Miss Y/L/N, good evening…is this a bad time? You sound out of breath.” His gravelly voice filled you with equal parts anger and excitement. Why did he always have to sound so polite? He should just come out and say he thought you were an idiot. You knew he thought you were one.

“No, no, I’m fine…I was just in the bedroom and the phone was out in the hall.” You said.

There was silence on the other side for a split second before he spoke again. “I am outside your door.” He said and hung up.

I know where you are, you thought, tossing the phone on your plush couch before walking down the hall to the door and unlatching the chains and locks, swinging it open.

Min Yoongi stood there just like usual, in a white pressed shirt and black slacks, a navy blue tie loosened around his neck and a black leather bag in his hands. His platinum blond head lifted when you opened the door, giving you a searching look. “Good evening, Miss Y/L/N, may I come in?”

“Of course,” you returned as politely before backing up and letting him enter your opulent apartment. Once upon a time, he had been appreciative of your wealth, but now it was just more trouble for him.

You sighed softly, sitting down on your light grey sofa and motioning for him to do the same. He obeyed, immediately pulling up the bag onto his lap and unzipping it, taking out his laptop, tablet, and all the files he had on you.

You pursed your lips, reading the different labels on the files as he set up his temporary work station on your coffee table. Finally, he picked one file up, flipping it open and turning it to face you before starting to speak in his low baritone and just like usual, you helplessly zoned out, memories of your and Yoongi’s practically non existent relationship flooding your mind.

You had come into a considerable inheritance once your uncle had passed and instead of merging with your father, you had taken an initiative and started your own business, one that struck gold by sheer luck.

In only three years, you had expanded and now had an established practice, connections, money and reach. Of course, nothing is always rosy, as they say because while you were shrewd and smart in trade and business, you had one severe drawback.

You sucked at mathematical commerce.

Thankfully, you father helped in getting you a team of professional accountants and watched over your assets so no one pilfered from your fortune. These accountants met with you every week to tell you of your business and personal accounts and reported to your father biweekly.

Slowly, that team had dissolved and assigned different sections of your banking and taxes to watch. Min Yoongi, by happenstance, became your personal accountant and managed your singular accounts.

The first time you had met with him with your father, you had been subtly thrilled. Min Yoongi was young, clever, well-spoken and educated; all of this packaged into a gorgeous body. Once a home meeting had been fixed, all your expectations dashed to the ground.

Min Yoongi hated you.

The moment he had started spewing details about your payment methods and other tax related details, you had to stop him every five minutes and ask him to elaborate. Apparently your father had forgotten to mention you were slow with numbers because within the first twenty minutes Yoongi had been reduced to minute huffs and you were nearly whimpering at the sheer amount of numbers. Why were there so many numbers on a single sheet of paper?

And while Yoongi was very articulate and eloquent you weren’t completely stupid, you knew exactly when and how he slipped in delicate insults between his explanations. However, he was the best at his job and it would be a loss to lose him from your employment so you endured.

Soon, even Yoongi gave up on trying explaining all the procedures to you. You paid your taxes on time the right amount, your personal accounts were flourishing, your employees got their salary, your father designated a nominee, no one stole from you and Yoongi got paid too, so there were no complaints.

Of course, except the fact that he had distinctly hinted at losing about twenty IQ points each week sitting with you.

You had let that slide. It wasn’t your fault, no one taught the important things at school.

“Are you listening to me?” his sudden sharp voice jolted you out of your reverie, making you blink rapidly at him.

“Of course,” You lied quickly, scooting closer to the edge of the sofa to peer at the file he had open to look engrossed. “So, I take it the taxes this year are going to go by smoothly too. What about the FDs?” You asked.

Yoongi raised his eyebrow and scoffed.

“Miss Y/L/N, we’re not discussing your personal accounts.” He said.

You froze for a split second before offering him a nervous smile. “Can’t I even ask a question?” you asked.

“Of course you can. Allow me to ask you one as well. What were we discussing?” he asked, leaning back and crossing his arms across his broad chest.

“Um…” you fumbled and he huffed yet again. “No matter; I think I have what I need. If you would be kind enough o stop by the accounting department tomorrow, I will have the leasing file ready for you. Have a nice weekend.” He pushed in his equipment hastily inside the leather bag, before stomping away.

The slam of the front door, made you drop your face into your hand, letting out a frustrated groan.

Monday morning saw you taking the elevator three floors to the accounting department. Your five storey office complex was smack dab in the commercial district of the city, making it notable and easy to access for both clients and employees. That was how most of the people who worked for you found you, including Yoongi’s team of accountants.

After a weekend of lamenting with your girlfriends, you’d returned to your workplace with new zeal. Your kitten heels, subtly clicked against the polished tile floor, letting people know their boss was here as you undid the bind of your coat, taking it off and placing it on the coat rack in your office, before going to your assistant for the day’s errands.

“You have a meeting with that client to discuss the last property deal which kind of went south last week. He has a new deal for us to look into, he says it’s better but I doubt it. Also, Miss Rose called about the mall inauguration; she wants a written agreement that you’ll be there. Also, your mother wants to have lunch with you. She said she called you but you diverted her to me, which listen; I love you and your mother but can you stop doing that? I’m asking as your friend. Also, I penciled in a session with the accountants like you asked me when we went out.” Jennie said, following you around as you signed a couple papers.

“Yes, thank you, Jen.” You mumbled mindlessly as she lowered her clipboard to peer at you.

“Did you think about what I told you?” she asked.

You laughed, looking up at her.

Jennie had been your best friend since high school. She knew all your ins and outs and while she had been all too happy with her post as your right hand woman in your business as your assistant, she certainly took her post as your best friend much more seriously. One of those job requirements meant she knew about your troubles with Yoongi.

In a too red and too dark club with a few drinks in her, Jennie had given her brilliant solution.

“Who cares if he’s hot? If he’s an ass, dump his ass. You have a parade of accountants! Switch a few positions. Assign him something else and make someone else handle your personal accounts.”

“Well?” Jennie pushed.

“I thought about it, Jen. I’ll see if it’s necessary, I promise. Now, I’ll go deal with that idiot of a man who can’t even book a simple land, I’ll have lunch with my mom on the way; when I get back I’ll go talk to the accounting people. Have the legal letter of attendance ready by the time I get back so I can sign it and send it before Rose gets someone else to cut that red ribbon. You can have lunch off till I get back; I’ll call you when I leave my mother.”

Jennie nodded, already scribbling down what I said. “I’ll have the car sent to the front gates.” She said before leaving my office.

I called Jennie as promised when I gave the driver instructions to take me back to the office.

The day spent outside had been shot dead in the forehead.

The man who had talked about having a ‘new’ deal had only refurbished the old contract and tried to feed it back to me. My mother had been her usual somewhat normal and somewhat crazy self, talking about how it was unethical of me to be doing what I did in my life. All in all, I was glad to be in the air conditioned confines of my office complex.

Not for long though.

“Hey, is that leasing file ready for the boss lady?”

You heard one of the men ask in the accounting department as you headed towards Yoongi’s cubicle.

“Yeah, I had it ready the very day I left her place. God knows what good that’s going to be though; she doesn’t understand a damn thing.” You heard the husky voice of Min Yoongi from where you were immediately making you stop in your steps, listening closely.

“Oh come on; how do you think she got where she is? Don’t be a jerk, Min.”

“How do we know how she got here? Maybe she spent her dad’s money or something. Nobody’s that lucky.”

Well, you certainly happened to be lucky…and now you were fuming.

“Min,” you snapped loudly.

The floor fell silent as heads turned to look at their usually mild mannered employer. Some people even stood up in their cubicles to look around to where with a soft creak, Yoongi stood up, looking at you with a surprised look on his face.

Your voice had gone from a soft friendly girl who cared about all her employees to a woman who would chew out anybody who pissed her off…and Min Yoongi had just pissed you off.

“Do you have that file you told me you would have ready by today?” you asked your pitch not decreasing.

He nodded, looking down and fumbling in his desk.

You huffed, just the way he liked too and walked around to where he was pushing about papers and binders. The man sitting next to him, who’d engaged him in conversation bowed a little as you passed but you only threw him a passing glance. Park Jimin, his desk plate said.

“Well?” you folded your arms.

“I have it,” Yoongi mumbled before finally unearthing the file from under his many papers.

You snatched it out of his hands, flipping it open to see scans of the pass book keepings that kept track of the transactions that happened over the land areas you occupied, the office complex, your penthouse up keep, a few refurbishing you’d helped Jennie and your parents with and some checks you’d deposited for a few employees in need.

“Good,” you turned around to see that many of the people were still gaping at you.

“Everything is fine, people. Back to work,” you said, decreasing your volume by an inch and marching towards the elevator, leaving Min Yoongi to stare at your back.

You paced around your private office in wide sweeping circles, cracking your knuckles and mumbling under your breath.

Damned Min Yoongi, what did he think of himself? You were the one paying him and he was bad mouthing you? It would’ve been moderately easier to understand if some outsider had been doubted you and your caliber but the very people who worked under your roof? No, that was unacceptable.

You went out of your way to have sexism banished from your employees – female and male both. You would not let it come in your way for Yoongi.

You marched to your desk, calling Jennie.

“We have the intercom for a reason,” she said as she picked up. “I’m calling as your friend.” You said in answer.

“Yeah,” you heard Jennie say, her voice slowing in puzzlement.

“You were right. Min Yoongi is an ass.”

“Okay,” she said.

“I have to get rid of him.” You said. There was a pause before she spoke again. “I’m coming to you.”

You placed your phone down just as the door opened and Jennie entered, looking at you with concern.

“Y/N, as your friend; I’d say that’d a great idea but as your assistant, it’s my job to tell you that Min Yoongi is one of the best named CAs in the field. Your dad hired him for a reason. He’s certified as The Best. Besides, you’re angry right now and Mondays are never worth firing someone. Especially not someone like Min Yoongi…just…reassign him or something.” She said.

I sighed as I dropped my head to my chest.

“Any ideas?” I asked.

“You’re the Boss, Y/N.” she reminded you gently and you nodded. Get a grip, Y/N Y/L/N.

“Alright, pull up his sheet, change all his future assignments. Put him with the company accountants, he can manage the office from now on. Have every private file he has on me removed from his cubicle; desk, tablet and laptop. Who’s in charge of the department?”

She looked down into her own tablet. “Kim Namjoon,”

“Have a word with him. Let him know Min Yoongi is not supposed to be affiliated with my accounts from now on. If he has anything of my family’s, take those away too. He is strictly a general accountant from now on.”

Jennie nodded quickly, her manicured fingers fluttering over her tablet before she looked up at you.

“You’re going to need a Private CA though. Do you want to talk to your Dad first, or should I talk to Namjoon about that too?”

“No, I have one…how is Park Jimin?” I asked.

She pulled up his date sheet and nodded thoughtfully.

“Hmm, capable, hard working…good looking,” she gave you a mischievous smile, “Oh, he was a Math stand out…I think we have found a new genius among your accountants, Y/N.” she smiled.

“Good, have him reposted. Reassign all Yoongi’s future projects to him and…give him a call first too. I want him to personally be aware of his change in position before Namjoon charges him with the work. There’s no point in loading him with everything if he’s unwilling to do it.”

Jennie nodded. “I don’t see why not, he’ll get to spend private time with you every week. Who knows? He might just be able to teach you math.”

You scoffed but all you got back was Jennie’s parting chuckle.

The week passed.

Naturally, you weren’t expecting Jimin and Yoongi to switch roles overnight but by the time Friday rolled in, you were praying that the ordeal would be over soon.

Jennie had told you about the phone call she’d given Jimin. He’d been happy, sounding enthused at being promoted so suddenly, going so far as to show up at your office just as you and Jennie were about to take off for lunch to personally thank you.

“You won’t be disappointed.” He beamed.

You couldn’t help but smile. The last time you’d seen the man, you’d been too angry to look properly but Jennie had been right. He was very good looking. Bright red hair parted neatly to expose his forehead and round rimmed glasses showcased a plump lipped smile which creased his eyes into invisible crescents. You couldn’t help the equally wide smile.

“I’m sure she won’t be.” Jennie muttered, catching the look on your face and you stopped yourself from elbowing her.

“I’m sure, I won’t be.” You repeated before slinging your small purse up on your shoulder. “How are things down at the department with the switch?” you asked.

He shrugged.

“We were leaving when Miss Jennie called so not a lot of people know yet. Mr. Kim is keeping it hushed up. Only Min Yoongi, him and I know,” he said.

Jennie and you exchanged a look before he took his leave, setting off for his own lunch.

Moments had passed with your return to your office that it was made clear to you that Min Yoongi was not happy about his demotion.

He hadn’t taken an appointment with Jennie, knocking on your door with the certainty that both enraged you and enticed you. You’d looked up from signing work papers and mumbled a ‘come in’ when he’d walked in, carrying himself with the same arrogance which he always commanded.

“Mr. Min,” You’d cleared your throat. “I didn’t know I was expecting you.”

“I didn’t tell Miss Kim. I want to have a word with you.”

You frowned. “Mr. Min, you realize there are rules in this workplace…ones that you can’t break. If you want a word, you should be talking to Kim Jennie first.”

“You’re free, aren’t you?”

You almost snarled. “Regardless, and I’m working,”

“You should call a meeting; with me, Namjoon and Jimin.”

You leaned back, raising your eyebrows. “If you wanted to call a meeting with a colleague, the proper protocol would be to tell Kim Namjoon and he would be recommending it to me.”

“It’s not with a colleague though, is it? I’m a general CA now, not your private Math tutor.”

You could see his mask of self assurance cracking now. His indignation at having being removed from counseling you was gnawing at him. It would’ve made you smirk if not for the dig he blatantly took at you.

He’s the best…he’s the best…he’s the best…you chanted to yourself. Just because you couldn’t fire him though, doesn’t mean you couldn’t scare him.

“Between obvious sexism at the workplace and just insulting me, you’re asking to be fired, Mr. Min.” you gritted out. “It would be very poor reflection on your resume.” You continued, watching his eyes narrow at you but you held your ground…or rather your seat, as your gripped your armrests, digging in your nails.

Oh how badly you wanted to smack that elfin face.

“Fine, I’ll just tell Park how to properly…work with you.” he said before with an exaggerated tilt of his head, he quickly exited your office.

You swallowed down the lump in your throat, wondering if Mr. Min was really worth all the trouble.

Min Yoongi weighed on your mind the whole of Friday, wondering if he’d pull something but nothing happened. The last you’d seen him was Wednesday, in a Company board meeting which he came to with Namjoon. He just sat quietly, taking notes with varying expressions on his face. You sat at the head of the table with Jennie, watching him as he made faces whenever a departmental head spoke about their respective projects.

As if he could do better…

When it was Namjoon’s turn, his face turned blank, looking up to listen to the man and you quirked an eyebrow. So, there was someone Yoongi respected after all…

You turned your head away finally as each head deposited a written report on what they all spoke about. The Accounts just so happened to be handed over in Yoongi’s precise handwriting. You glanced over at the man in question but he didn’t look back, quietly following Namjoon out.

So, when evening finally came and brought a smiling, eager Jimin to your doorstep, you found it strangely hard to zone out, listening with almost surgical precision to everything he explained.

“Yoongi was wrong.” He murmured, a half hour later, binding up the files in that same damn leather bag.

“Hmm…about what?” you asked.

“Oh…I mean…he just…he always used to whine about how…difficult Accounting was for you.”

You folded your arms across your chest. “What about you, Mr. Park? Would you say the same?” You asked. His eyes widened innocently.

“No way, you got everything I talked about. I think you’re fine.”

He was about to walk off when you called him back.

“Jimin…did Yoongi write the report for today’s department meeting?” You asked.

Jimin turned a little, looking worried. “Um, I’m not supposed to say anything about that. It’s between Mr. Kim and Yoongi.” He said.

You raised your eyebrows. “It’s my company, Mr. Park. It is my business to know.” You said sternly.

Jimin nodded frantically. “You’ll know soon enough, Miss Y/L/N. It would just be unethical of me to talk about my colleagues.” He said, entering the elevator. You thought you saw him exhale a breath of relief as the doors closed on him.

At least, the session was better than with Yoongi. You knew exactly where your money was.

Jimin had been right.

The very next day Namjoon showed up at your doorstep with a sheet of paper ruffling ominously. “Oh dear, should I be worried?” You asked, making him smile down at the paper.

“I’m moving back to my hometown, Miss Y/L/N. My father wants me to take over our own works and I finally agreed. I can’t thank you enough for all that you’ve done for us and how much I’ve learnt working here.” He handed you the resignation letter over and you read it over, noting the ‘effective immediately’.

“Namjoon, we still need to find a proper department head.” You said and he nodded.

“I know, don’t worry, Miss Y/L/N, I have a brilliant recommendation, one that I think you’ll agree to.” He turned his head around and nodded at someone you couldn’t see and in came Yoongi.

Your smile froze as he gave you a gummy smile, standing next to Namjoon.

“He was unable to apply for the appraisals because he was working as your private Accountant but you appointed Park Jimin so I finally got my hands in him. If you’ve had a chance to review the Accounting notes from the last meeting, you’ll find that it was Yoongi who did the work, ma’am.”

You kept your eyes on the man in front of you. Of course you’d reviewed the notes, you’d read those through the first chance you got, noting Yoongi’s handwriting. So, it was a matter of intradepartmental appraisal…that’s why Jimin had been mum about it.

You sighed, mulling it over as both men stood in front of you.

On one hand, you now needed a department Head. Yoongi was the best, recommended by Kim Namjoon himself. Thankfully, you’d only have to deal with him during the Office meets.

“Of course, I’ll get the promotion letter ready. Congratulations, Mr. Min,”

Once Min Yoongi had been relegated to duties as a Department Head, his interaction with you went down to maybe twice a month. Jimin continued working as your CA and the both of you soon built a friendship too but while no one said anything, you could feel a slight tension whenever Jimin mentioned his new boss to you.

“It would be unethical for me to kick his ass, wouldn’t it?” You asked one day as Jimin, packed up for the day, said yes to staying for dinner.

He laughed.

“No, Miss Y/N, it is unethical of me to be ranting to you in the first place. You’re my boss.” He sighed.

“I’m Jennie’s boss too. You should hear the gossip I get from her.” You pointed out.

Jimin shook his head. “Miss Jennie’s been your friend for a long time. I work for you and I’m staying for dinner; it’s not right.”

“Chill, Jimin, It’s not a date. Besides, you don’t tattle-tale and if I want to know about my working conditions I need to know my workers.” You offered lightly and he bit his lip.

“There are rumors; you fired Yoongi as your private counsel because he was being a jerk.”

“They would be correct, outright sexism is not tolerated at my business.” You said.

“Why didn’t you fire him completely, then?”

You shrugged.

“Bad business decision,”

Jimin looked down at his food, before sighing and continuing eating.

“Would it be unethical to…ask you out for a cup of coffee?” he asked suddenly.

You spluttered out your pasta, watching him with wide eyes.

“We don’t have rules about Work place relationships…was it too forward of me to ask?” he asked.

“No, no…I…was just not expecting that…wow…” You mumbled, still gaping at the man before nodding. “Yes, you can take me out for a coffee.” You said.

The ear splitting smile he gave you of pure gratitude was definitely worth it.

Jimin and you planned to go for a coffee the next Friday. One day of Taxes and Sales could be foregone in your opinion. After all, all work, no play made you a very dull person, as Kim Jennie so eloquently put it.

Of course since fates hated you, the first thing you saw when you opened the door, was not Jimin but Min Yoongi.

Your first instinct was to screech. What was he doing here? You’d promoted him to Department Head now! What more did he want?

His form had completely changed. Instead of a shirt and tie, he was in a full charcoal suit, with the button on his jacket still up…and he was carrying that damned leather bag. His pitch black eyes raked over my body in a single sweep before he opened his mouth.

“Good evening, Miss Y/L/N. I would’ve called but since I am not your Private accountant anymore I don’t know what rules we have now.” He tilted his head as if in question if he was welcome inside or not and you just like before ducked in, allowing him into your home.

“Mr. Park sends his apologies, he had to call in sick today and said that at least your work should be done this week. Since I’m the only one who had some idea about your private finance after Namjoon left, I volunteered.” He raised the bag to show you.

“That’s fine.” You said curtly, still wondering why he was being so kind.

He walked closer to the sofa and stopped.

“Do we still work here or…?”

I paused, turning to look at him. “Where else would we be working, Mr. Min?”

He shrugged as he sat down, starting to pull the familiar laptop and tablet and files. It was so nostalgic; seeing him set everything up. Except for his clothes…nothing else was different.

He looked up at me. “Are you ready or do you need to take a minute?” he asked.

I clenched my jaw before sitting down. He was good at his job, that’s the only reason why he was still here.

“Go ahead, Mr. Min.” I mumbled.

About 30 seconds in, I was trailing my eyes over his features as he spoke about the way liquidating that one sunk land deal would affect the company and me. His roots were growing, I noticed, he needed to dye his hair again and the pout of his lips looked chapped, as if he’d biting his lips too much.

He huffed again, loudly, making me look at him to see he was frowning at me.

“I’m sure your finances are a lot more interesting that I am, Miss Y/L/N.” he snapped.

That was when I realized – hit by a flash of lightening – what the problem was.

“It’s you!” I hissed. His expression turned to puzzlement as he gazed at me. “What about me?”

“You’re why I can’t focus. I keep bloody staring at you! You distract me!” You snapped and for a second you swore you saw a self satisfied smirk on his face before he scoffed.

“Yes, I’m sure that’s the problem. Maybe you should be distracted all you want when Park Jimin is the one doing your taxes. Certainly not me,” he hissed. He began to shut the files, shoving them into the bag.

You gaped at his actions as he glared into your general direction but wouldn’t look into your eyes.

“I hope you have a nice time when he tries to make a move on you or maybe he already has.” He spat before standing up to leave when you saw it.

The hint of feverish sweat along his brow and upper lips, his ears were tinged red and the clench of his jaw.

“You’re jealous.” You said.

He froze; all movement ceasing as he kept staring at the floor. You stood up too, coming around the coffee table to stare at him. He hadn’t denied it; he didn’t even seem to be breathing.

“You’re jealous?” you asked this time and he whipped his head up.

His eyes were imperious, the tilt in his head mocking you almost as heat bloomed in your cheeks from his pinned stare.

You were still gaping and blushing at him when he spoke.

“You’re not as smart as everyone gives you credit for.”

Even as you sucked in a breath to tell him off, his hand was reaching out, fingers wrapping around the underside of your chin and he pulled you to him, slamming his mouth down across yours.

He tasted of bitter coffee and sweet cakes, as kissed you roughly, possessively.

His fingers were still digging into your chin, as he let the bag drop from his other hand on the coffee table. Your hands shot out to clutch at the lapel of his suit jacket as you both fought to pull each other further in, impossibly close. His heat radiated off of your own as he pulled back to give you a searing look.

“Do you understand now?” he asked, the hand he had wrapped around my face softening slightly as he brushed the thumb across my jaw line.

“Yoongi…what…I mean…why,” you breathed out slowly and he tsked.

“Baby girl, I thought I made it plenty clear for you just now. Do you need another explanation…or do you want an in depth demonstration?” his lips turned up into a wicked smirk, his tongue rolling out to wet the two petals as he hungrily swept his eyes over your body again.

Your mouth parted, letting soft breaths out as you tried to process what he was implying and his eyes dropped down to your mouth, his thumb flicking up to rub at your lower lip, increasing circulation as he pulled it down.

He bent down to your face before sucking in your bottom lip, pressing his blunt front teeth into the soft flesh making your body flinch as he returned to kissing you again, letting his tongue smooth over your bruised lip.

“Yoongi,” you sighed and he pulled back again, eyes drowsy and drooping as he bit his own lip.

“Yes, baby girl?”

“I think…I need an in depth demonstration.” You whispered.

Yoongi laughed a guttural deep chuckle as he pulled away completely from you, dropping his bag back on the sofa. “Lead the way, Boss.” He said, his voice dangerous on the last word and you shivered, turning about and quickly making your way to the Master bedroom that you occupied.

Yoongi must’ve been watching you closely, because the moment you stopped in front of a door, his hand was already on the knob, twisting it and ushering you in before slamming you back on the closed door, locking it for good measure.

“You want to know why, baby girl?” he asked, deep voice echoing around us and I nodded quickly.

“Because, all the time that you would zone out, while I was talking, when you wouldn’t understand a simple concept all I wanted to do was pull you down on that damned sofa and make sure you learned all your lessons right to the bone…even if that cost you the ability to walk and sit. When you would bite your lips or stare at me, I wanted to reach out and put your mouth to good use. Damn I still want to do exactly that and I will.” He gave your mouth a hard stare before returning to your lips.

“I did not appreciate you removing me from my post, Babygirl. I had to ask Jimin to repeat himself three times before I believed him. I deserved it I suppose, I know I wasn’t the nicest person to you but you drove me up the wall, woman.”

He reached out to grab at your breast harshly, in punishment and you whimpered.

“I made you department head!” you cried out to earn solace but he only pressed harder. “Only after Kim told you to; also, it’s not as much fun as you would expect. I couldn’t see you as much as I wanted to and I had to listen to Jimin go on and on about how kind you were to people. You weren’t so kind to me, were you?”

You gulped, watching him and he brushed his index finger across your hard nipple.

“Answer me,”

“No, no I wasn’t,” you said and he let go of your breast.

“Good girl…well, now, you’re going to be nice to me. nicer than you were to Park Jimin, am I clear?”

He lowered his hands to gently entangle his fingers through yours, pulling you towards your large bed before turning to sit you down in it.

“Take off your clothes, all of them.” He ordered and I felt the tell tale thud in my stomach as his deep voiced command washed over me.

With shaky fingers I undid the dressy top I’d been wearing for Jimin and pulled it away from my body. The skirt came off next, the cool material skimming across my too hot skin as he watched me carefully, taking in every inch of exposed skin as he reached up and undid the single button on his suit jacket, pulling out of it and letting it fall next to my top.

“I meant everything babygirl.” He whispered and I reached back to undo my bra, letting it drop as his eyes fixed on my exposed mounds, eyes dripping with lust.

I slowly pulled at the edge of my panties, my fingers gripping at the underwear before sliding it down my legs with a soft groan as I felt the fabric come away soaked.

Yoongi let out a whistle from between his teeth.

“You’re perfect, aren’t you?” he said as he walked closer to me, leaning over me. “I’m going to make sure you remember your lesson this time babygirl.” I tipped my head back as he ran his smooth lips over the column of my neck before he was pulling back again, looking at the bed thoughtfully.

“Lie back on the pillows,” he instructed and I immediately began to scoot back, eager to see what ‘lesson’ he had planned as he kept a calculating eye on my too willing body. Once I was in the position he wanted, he tutted softy, unbuttoning the cuff button of his cream white shirt and pushing his sleeves up, revealing the long veins circling around his strong forearms. Next he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt and pulled off his tie, undoing the knot then wrapping both ends firmly around his fists.

“Lesson no. 1; you might be my Boss in the office, but in the bedroom, now and in the future, I am your Boss, clear?” he asked, his gravel voice level. There was no way in hell you were going to say no so you squeaked out a yes.

“Good girl,” he said before marching forwards and wrapping the ends of the tie around both your wrists, crisscrossing it across the arms till your mid forearm, tying the remaining ends in a double knot.

“Do you have an eye mask?” he questioned and your head almost shot off of the mattress as you shook you head in vehement denial. “No matter,” he delved inside his pants pocket before pulling out a navy blue handkerchief.

“Don’t worry, it’s clean.” He said, watching your apprehensive expression as he folded the fabric into multi layered triangles letting the thickest part rest on your eyes and tying it gently behind your head, pulling away stray strands of hair. The unexpected gentleness had lured you in a false sense of security even as the next second he had smacked the palm of your feet.

The sudden ticklish pain rose up quickly from your feet to tingle at the crown of your head as he delivered another one on the other feet.

You cried out this time, the darkness over your eyes and binding around your arms making it difficult to tell when he’d strike as you tried to squirm away from him.

“No no, that won’t do.” His hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you back against his knees. You felt him lean in, warm breath against your ear as he hushed you. “It’s ok; it’s just a small spank. If you don’t like it or if it hurts tell me to stop,” he breathed against your cheek, as the other hand went and rubbed the bottom of your feet gently.

You hummed at the soothing feeling before his hand was coming back up to wrap around your chin.

“I know I said I wanted to see your eyes staring up at me but I really can’t wait anymore.” He said as the sound of a zipper being pulled down made your ears prick up, your head turning to the side to locate what he was doing.

You could feel the warm of his exposed skin bask against your face and as you realized what was happening, you felt the silk skin covered hard muscle press against your lips.

“Open your mouth, boss, take it in.” he all but growled as you opened your mouth and let him push his cock into the warm crevice of your mouth.

You heard a low ‘ah fuck’ escape him as you clamped down on his dick, your tongue laving over the member as you felt him straddle your chest, the soft skin of his balls rubbing against your skin as he began to buck into your mouth.

Yoongi was quite vocal, you learnt as his movements turned sloppier and faster, each slide deeper into your mouth as he nearly sunk into your throat.

“You feel so fucking good Y/N.” he gasped as he carded his fingers through your hair, disjointed sentences of praise falling from his lips as he continued to fuck your face.

You raised your head from the pillow, sucking at him enthusiastically as he let out a loud groan. You could feel all the praise and the dirtiness of what you were doing all condense down and pool in your core. You wouldn’t be surprised if you were already dripping.

“I knew your mouth would feel fucking amazing but damn.” He said, slowly and pulling out until just the tip rested on your tongue. He smacked the member against your lips one last time before climbing off of you.

For a moment your body felt cold and deprived without Yoongi’s hot weight on you but you soon felt his fingers brush against the top of your thigh, scratching lightly at the skin, grounding you.

“I want you to moan for me, babygirl. No one is going to complain about you here. I want to hear you.” he said in a warning tone before you felt his hands firmly clamp down on your calves as he began to pull you down. You scrambled for purchase in the darkness as he let you go. You reached out with your feet and felt the edge of the bed just as Yoongi bent your legs at the knee, resting your feet on his shirt clad shoulders.

“You smell so delicious, Boss. And so wet…who got you this wet?” he asked.

Your answer was heavy pants as you waited for him to do something. A sudden loud smack echoed again in the room and the resounding pain told you he’d just smacked the inside of your thigh, right at the edge of your soaked pussy.

“Fuck, I hit you and you get wet. I love this.” He breathed before tapping the tips against the spanked skin, stroking softly.

“Who got you this wet, babygirl?” he asked again and you hurried to answer him. “You! You got me this wet! All for you Yoongi,” you nearly shouted and he chuckled, sounding closer to your skin.

“That wasn’t so difficult, was it?” he asked.

It must’ve been a rhetorical question because even as you were about to answer him you felt a warm suction around your clit. The gigantic pull of pleasure nearly made you scream as your body bucked against Yoongi’s mouth but his arms were wrapped around your legs, palm pressed firmly against your abdomen as he began to lap and suck at you as eagerly as you had sucked him.

The obscene sounds of his tongue working its eloquent magic against your folds was only punctuated by your broken groans and whimpers, his name being called in different volumes as he drew out the most ridiculous of sounds from you.

You could almost hear him laughing against you as he removed one hand from your stomach, bringing it to his mouth to make wet before he was rubbing at your clit in slow hard circles as he dipped his tongue into you. You could feel the tight band of pleasure expand and contract in time with his thrusts, threatening to explode but Yoongi never quite let you get there so finally you whined his name.

“Yoongi, please!” You wailed and almost as he was answering your prayers, two fingers were buried deep in you while his tongue was tracing your swollen bud, flicking it mercilessly while the hand on your stomach rimmed around your navel, fingernails skimming over your centre in a precise line as your back arced, your orgasm tipping you over as Yoongi gripped your legs from closing and kept rubbing his tongue down the sides of your clit, prolonging the shivers of violent pleasure that trembled through your body.

When he finally pulled away you tried to curl up around yourself, the cold getting its hands on you again. Your felt a hand in your hair before the handkerchief was pulled away from your eyes.

“Keep your eyes closed, I’ll dim the lights.” You heard him speak in your ear before he was gone, returning a moment later.

“You did good, babygirl, and just as delicious as I expected.” He praised as you keened in his arms, blinking at him in the low lights.

Yoongi’s hair was mussed, blond strands falling over his eyes. He was still wearing his shirt but the buttons were fully undone, revealing a strip of muscled chest. He’d even slipped his boxers on.

“I wanted an in depth demonstration, you know.” You mumbled finally. Yoongi’s jaw dropped as he stared at you with wide eyes. You struggled to find friction on the smooth sheets but you soon pulled yourself up enough to kiss his lips, tasting your juices on his lips as he regained his dominance.

“I’ll be sure to give you a very deep and elaborate demonstration, ma’am,” he chuckled before he was flipping you over, pressing your head down into the pillows while your ass stayed in the air, right in his line of sight.

“The times I’ve wanted to make this red.” He sighed, a gentle hand caressing across your cheeks before a harsh smack was placed across them. You let out a large yelp, feeling heat settle into the slapped skin as he pressed his lips to the reddening skin. “I’ll get back to that later.” He said before was pulling you back against his hips, hands pushing down his underwear.

The first push in was slow, timed and precise as he let out a grunt, pushing in till he was to his hilt.

“Fuck baby, this pussy…if I’d known any better I would’ve been fucking it sooner instead of fantasizing about it,” he smacked your ass again before beginning to thrust again, faster with each shove of his member against you wall. You clutched the pillow between your bound hands, feeling the hold slip away as with each forward jolt you were pushed up against the bed.

Your groans absorbed into the pillow you wanted so badly to just lay there as he gave it to you harder than before.

“Good girl, yeah that’s right, moan for me. look at you, where’s all your attitude gone, huh? Just lying there and taking it, goddamn babygirl.” He hissed, leaning down and grabbing your hands, yanking you up before propping you up against your headboard.

“You take my cock so fucking well, Boss. You were made for taking this cock weren’t you?” he asked driving into you as you head dropped back his shoulder as he continued to pound up into you, one hand at your breast, thumb stroking against your nipple in time with your thrusts.

“Answer me,” he bellowed as he gave the nipple a pinch and you let out a shout of his name.

“Yes, yes, I was! Fuck, I’m only like this for your cock. Fuck me Yoongi please! Please!” Your voice increased to delirious screams as he sadistically chuckled against your sweaty skin.

“Absolutely correct, Boss; I’m going to take your pussy for mine. No one, not Park Jimin, not any one is going to take what’s mine, do you hear?” his fingernails scratched at your scalp as he used your hair to tilt your head up.

“Yes, I’m yours, all yours…fuck I’m going to come, Yoongi, please I’m going to come.” You begged, feeling him pepper kisses along your shoulder and neck as he buried his face in your back.

“Go ahead, baby, come for me, tighten on me so I can come and fill you up. You’ll leak for days, my god.” He groaned as your hand wandered down to circle your clit.

Once, twice, and then you were pressed back against the headboard as you came, thrashing and locking up at the same time. Yoongi let out curse after curse, feeling you clamp down on him with a vice like grip as he threw his head back, your name erupting like a volcano from his parted mouth as he spilled into you.

There was a deep heavy silence as your loud breaths echoed around the room before you spoke up tiredly.

“Well, That was definitely an in depth demonstration.

#yoongi smut #bts smut #yoongi fanfic #bts fanfic #yoongi #bts #min yoongi #suga fanfic #suga #bts suga #bts yoongi #accounting afterglow

[the-firebird69]

eve lyn evil lynn and we hear them. they are or are not there. and he says in and out and the chamber proves it partly yes.  but they are not the salt tamperers. no. and we are not it was said mac was Zues Hera no no hey ahve to be opertional needed them all and they let it go for some reason could not access them mac daddy we know why nothing tod o with our inventor. no or the engineers no. trump and a blockade.  by whom.  \ mac daddy ask your son he was partly to blame tried for it. coudl not release it...the salt would not go through we heard it.  and it was not him too large.  and bja heard that. was enticed.  and now we are as bright as christmas bulbs. trump this is a trajedy. stone does not work that well nor absorb and hold it spreads. it is a poor design well his isnt we used it and this is how sandwiching and shielded adn flowing in the cure and changing work all da all night.  then this we are sunk. and were chainging stopped.  pooped out or worse. threat threat threat over threatenedd for years.  and by whom.  cork yes. dempsey exposed his drawing tampering and szabo ratted on his own work the panels to him and caa forgot...and he ranted said he knew...and it was mac loaded upt he train and each night. and cork your fault yours fall dead a lot and youdiid nto try.  so f off ok your a louse and started a trend most h umans fear. and you should as you rdwindling and should dwindle your useless. besides you are evelyn salt.  disguised as her you did the deed. andyes, it is her. jenna. Thor Freya  yu should see why, to seduce caa and take his torso and be him once and for all.  and he is the leader and we say he is not you.  and you destroy his brain, how dumb an idea   you rdead bja..dead.  i follow through your so fn dumb. and mac had you do it yes and it went past the time, and due to you again.  and your dumb there..and the ships are close mac had you do that annie ok. fag. your so lame and ps all yours want your  job.  and mac had you rant today is aperc and child.   mac is wrong way over it for gesus sake.and he is part tard.  adn you bja and trump fd it all up ahhaah lol it is funny you have no clue and ps trump said this. “i threaten a lot, i get  a lot from it” toay out loud. and “i will have it all and from right in front of them” and more “i use it gained it stopped it and had it done to me”  and he said this “if that weasel stops me he i s done” and after caa said all can see it and it cannot approach is too contminated so you did it to you he said “ i just committed homocide go check”  to garth adn he called it in, none would.  knew why he is a loser.  and he said “nothing will stop me from my goal” and he meant hitting caa and a gloabal hit on trump.  and due to the threat on earth.  and we decided to put it out and at vegas flroida...and on yur head and more than he has seen and by me.  to kill you. nobody talks abou tme that way you oaf. dead shit...and we puot it out and told them all its good moneymac beat it. right away too threatened any who touched it, our money.  ok in kind or Sim products.   i had it on him and took me all day, saw others do it.  and then this. here it is. and heard it. form his mouth.  and then this  threatened the inventor and sutff for hwat the fag wants it...to get hit. we sent ours in our message, go f yourself we dont bow to terrorists and certainly not to you trump signed wililam burns cia, and he cringed. and then this from mac..he speaks.  we have had it with you, your out you hear you are out and in writing...mac daddy yes me he says form me mac. and we sent one, it said this your dead.  and we hit no. but that was all. you are the dumbest crook i have ever seen and try to teach garth, wow, and under your wing a black guy ok, and rub nothing in my face but threaten my life for earths destruction and i am more or less a super cop and part of a huge powerful group you created an illusion for yourself and ohters that is not real you threatened me for real today im sorry for you.  not in  a personal way or real way just  athat your so dumb you do not realize your position. you threaten all humanity and as if they are nobody claiming you ahve a right whenno, there are plenty of stupid people who are oppressed who dont do or think what you do and you wont get away with it all of nyc know and tons of people want yoou dead and your ships troops left it was them dying.  further. you are not my boss son friend or other and ou aer over me here harrassing me, illegally. and ruined macs rhealm on your own fruition and in manny ways see attached.  you have no right to my life in any way and i will take yours to hault you from harming me regardless of others warnings threats and other. you our body are out. they take what they can.  and we incinerate you.  brain too.  and thank you ahe a nice day, Zues and my loving Goddess Wife Hera...and he is mine and your dead trump and the letter said exactly taht  bja says. and he is right he is exposed exposed usa ll and as these killers and mass ones and we seem like him wilin to thraten the universe. and to mac i wrote this it is understood you issued this threat as a statement that you and yours are willing to threaten humanities entire exxistance as well as the universe. you sicken me.  and we knew about it. now the popoulace that does not want to die nor do they like you have it. thank you. you moron. Zues and his loving Goddess Wife and our an idiot mac yu are fired rd ad you are rd your my son and ratted mac uo are a liar we  have it on tape feed it to tehm sponful after spoonful. one after anohter and we say this your a dog now due to bja. he did this to you gloats and says so be it and all is too stupd to see it iis wrong he is right all the populace we wont make it. now you are out ok mac daddy and yours. this is fools stuff rd no you are. he is too and ou. mac im not in your gang. yu may not say i am out when i am not in.nor put hits on methat wont be answered immediatly. Zues Hera or me and we dont but we see it. your not in ok and  i see im nuts.  this is bad it is bja mac it is. and you but you lost your tct and cover adn cooth and fotrune and more health to the idiot. andlove it and relish it and wont stop. Thor Freya he is paying you alll back and wont stop macs and s we have to stop him he wants to destroy us all.  and use him to make it or not.  sow e see him. h e is evil as hell. Hera Zues and we see that he is dumb but dangerous and yes ruined tons of macs plans and this one crumbles this year.  tons means tons of stuff is gone due to bja. and he is mean too abou tit says them. has no proof most look like his and he is an ass about htat too. Olympus we all had a say but this looks as bad as it sounds.  bja ruined us all. all. and he says it is him.  we doubt it.  you were are the one seen ruining it. now i want justice and you out fo the cia and for today you will pay.  and trump did say it you had him.    and he wont retract it trump is damaged and dangerous too.  and he puts hits on him. so he dies. this is true  yuo cannot others hit and use it..bja you go away now we hit you mac daddy we p uot the order out on bja and mac. too long this idiot banter i n our court Thor Freya this is going to be helll i hold bja responsible he will blame asia for his crimes and they will attack us and him overseas. i want out of this and he si the source. now we meet macs and talk mac and we fire you see your hatred your out of control tard boy.  now you need to hault .  and stop yourself.  bja cant. we see it too your poushed and he is but gezus yur worse than they are and they are havenly bad. ok. now i issue orders and troops .enough we read it this is howe it goes he gives us the runaroudn we do it to him. meanwhile he smiles i sell it. now.  and ours can and do ride fast. fstr than your olympians could ever ride.  your slow fatassed idiots demanding we help.  and it is enough to say today we got intel we needed on you.  info too. up and down stuck to him. still after all these yaers of buringi you off. so we have  aplan and it is good. Thor Freya

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZ40WlshNwU

[lance-mcpain-is-my-mcgain]

can i get uuuuhhhh some angsty kolivance please and thank u

I just realized this was here so hell to the yeah

Here’s a few canon(?) headcanons for ya

They don’t acknowledge their relationship until like half a year into it since y’know, saving the world is a busy business

However, during those six months, those two spend all their free time cuddling, fighting, or fucking

Their relationship is unhealthy as fuck

They both have a shit load of stress on their shoulders and hold it in until their fighting (practically to the death) or fucking each other’s brains out

Kolivan is a leader and he calls Lance out constantly when he notices the other goofing around during missions and whatnot

It seriously kills Lance inside every time

As payback, Lance usually doesn’t give Kolivan backup while they’re fighting and focuses on the others

The others have no clue about their relationship in the slightest

Now don’t get me wrong, these two care about each other deeply, just when you’re stuck in space in a giant ass war, you don’t get much time to destress and relax with your lover

When they do manage to find time to relax, it’s full of them trying to woo the other back since they can get pretty brutal during the war

After a few years though, they manage to build a healthier, stronger relationship that’s full of love

Kolivan often pairs up with Lance whenever they go on missions to make sure his Sharpshooter is A-OK

The others are extremely shocked when they find out the two are going out because, well, they just didn’t expect it

They find out when Kolivan gets wounded v badly and nearly dies and Lance held his head every second he could get whispering, “You can’t die, Koli, please, don’t leave me.”

Allura reacts pretty badly to it due to the whole Galra-Human thing and Keith reacts poorly because he thinks Lance is just fucking around, about to destroy everything they had formed with the BoM

Lance is pisses Kolivan off immensely with his self-sacrificing attitude?  tendencies?  I’m too sleepy for this shit

Whatever, Lance nearly dies taking a bullet for Kolivan once and the dude doesn’t let Lance leave their blanket nest for like three days

Now here’s a few modern AU ideas I have for Kolivance (because, honestly, there needs to be more of this, please, fuck me up wiht that Kolivance angst)

Okay so to start off, Lance is a broke ass college student who is in an abusive foster home (he only stays there because he doesn’t have enough money to move out and doesn’t want to bother his friends)

When he starts, he immediately falls for his Professor, Kolivan

Because cliche as fuck, I am, he falls too

Kolivan notices all the of the bruises that Lance comes to school with and the way he walks with a limp and the way he flinches when someone yells, raises an arm, or does anything sudden/loud around him

Halfway through the school year, Lance’s grades are dropping drastically and life decides to fuck Lance gently with a chainsaw

His foster dad nearly beats him to death and he just leaves that night with a small bag of essentials

Lance doesn’t go to school for a week and Hunk, Pidge, Shiro, Coran, everyone’s worrying their head off

Eventually, Kolivan finds him while out on a morning jog in the corner of a park by the school

Lance is completely out so Kolivan takes him to a hospital and then takes him home ASAP

When Lance finally comes to, he flips the fuck out becayse u’know, he doesn’t know where he is

He then freaks out when he realizes he’s in Prof Kolivan’s bed because the whole pining thing

It’s really awkward at first because of the whole Prof-Student relationship and Kolivan getting to see Lance practically naked because the poor kid is beaten to hell n back

Kolivan doesn’t let Lance go back to school for awhile and brings him all the materials he needs home

Kolivan also refuses to let Lance go home so he makes this deal: “Stay here with me, you don’t have to pay me anything, you just have to make sure this room is tidy and you get good grades.”

When they finally get into a relationship-relationship, it’s hella awkward at first, but they power through it

They’ll be back-to-back and do work together and cuddle all night, cute shit like that

Lance most definitely calls Kolivan Koli and Kolivan calls Lance Habibata (my love in Arabic)

One day though, when Lance is walking home without Koli, his foster father finds him and hits him with his truck

Yeah, woo hoo, violence, but it doesn’t end there!

This twisted fuck takes Lance back to his place and absolutely tortures him (I mean tying a noose around his neck and making him stand on his tippy toes for an hour or smth)

Kolivan eventually finds out what happened and drives over there (making sure to call the cops as well)

He beats up FD until Lance tells him to stop becayse I mean Kolivan would stop for Lance

That’s all I have for now, sorry for any grammar errors/stuff that doesn’t flow right, school’s been crushing me with 10 hours of work daily

Hope ya liked it and made you happy

[unikkornhall]

I Don’t Know Her

Basic Character Questions

First name? Nikolas

Surname? MCS

Middle names? nope

Nicknames? You can call me Nikko

Date of birth? 10/09/1991

Age? 27

Physical / Appearance

Height? 1,74m

Weight? 89Kg

Build? Wide, graciously curvy

Hair colour? Red [thanks science]

Hair style? It should be long, but shit happens.

Eye colour? Light Brown

Eye Shape? Oh well... Caucasian-ish?

Glasses or contact lenses? None

Distinguishing facial features? Ginger beard

Which facial feature is most prominent? Forehead galore

Which bodily feature is most prominent? Paleness? Big ass[ets]?

Other distinguishing features? Long torax, short legs, waist legend

Skin? Pale, smooth, full of spots #101Nikkatians

Hands? Big, soft, can snap for days

Make up? Translucid powder, eyebrow, mascara, bronze eyeshadow, go!

Scars? Under my nose [dog bite], on my head [hammock fail]

Birthmarks? None

Tattoos? yensiD [left wrist], Mickey [right forearm], gnuoy eb, duorp eb [hands]

Physical handicaps? None

Type of clothes? It’d be a lot more awkward, slutty and funny if only $$$

How do they wear their clothes? Oh well, you know... On my body

What are their feet like? (type of shoes, state of shoes, socks, feet, pristine, dirty, worn, etc) I’m a 43(br) and love all kind of boots [perv]

Race / Ethnicity? Caucasian, mainly Lebanese and Italian, but also everything else [shout out to Ireland]

Mannerisms? As I said, Italian, so... hands everywhere. And faces.

Are they in good health? My body tries, I get in the way of it

Do they have any disabilities? Hmmm... Maybe focus-wise....I don’t knSQUIRREL!!!

Personality

What words or phrases do they overuse? Like... What now?

Do they have a catchphrase? “I didn’t come out to see straight people.”

Are they more optimistic or pessimistic? Opt knowing deep inside shit is real

Are they introverted or extroverted? Ext Social Mask smothers Int Self

Do they ever put on airs? Behind a humble facade, yes

What bad habits do they have? Bad love choices, bad alcohol choices

What makes them laugh out loud? Almost everything, espeacially myself

How do they display affection? Taking care, criticizing, keeping around

Mental handicaps? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAdefinitely

How do they want to be seen by others? Good, loyal, fun, reliable

How do they see themselves? A fucking mess

How are they seen by others? Funny, airhead, always late, immature

Strongest character trait? Sense of humor, devoted, very protective.

Weakest character trait? Can’t decide until last minute. A little angry ego.

How competitive are they? Mostly okay.

Do they make snap judgements or take time to consider? Both

How do they react to praise? STAHP IT. No, srsly, stop.

How do they react to criticism? War in my mind (less apocalyptical if it is a constructive one, not only mean)

What is their greatest fear? Not knowing. Also Alzheimer’s. Arachinae.

What are their biggest secrets? You wish. ~immaho~

What is their philosophy of life? Don’t rush, don’t hush, judge before trust.

When was the last time they cried? Some random song this week

What haunts them? Darkness, regret, violence, gone too soon

What are their political views? Good laws to protect and respect all people

What will they stand up for? Friends, animals, injustice.

Who do they quote? Bad obscure cartoon characters

Are they indoorsy or outdoorsy? in, love nature, but sun, heat, insects... ugh, PEOPLE

What is their sinful little habit? Can’t really tell, can I?

What sense do they most rely on? Very grateful for sight, but hearing

How do they treat people better than them? If only there was such people

How do they treat people worse than them? Politely evil. [if by worse you mean a bad person]

What quality do they most value in a friend? Loyalty

What do they consider an overrated virtue? Family need

If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be? Don’t overthink so much, be able to choose something and focus on it

What is their obsession? Music

What are their pet peeves? DON’T GO FUCKING CHANGING MY FUCKING PLAYLIST IN THE MIDDLE OF MY FUCKING SONG

What are their idiosyncrasies? It seems like I’ve been living in a musical for quite a while now.

Friends and Family

Is their family big or small? Who does it consist of? Big, huge, love my siblings.

What is their perception of family? My space, your space, deal? [I don’t talk much to any of them]

Do they have siblings? Older or younger? I am the oldest, then there are 2 boys and 2 girls.

Describe their best friend. Ginger, unfair karma queen, the best.

Ideal best friend? A twin? [narcisist much?]

Describe their other friends. Easy going people, alcohol friendly, nighters

Describe their acquaintances. RMC, are you there?

Do they have any pets? Towanda, the cat. [Bridget, her sister, ran away]

Who are their natural allies? The walls at home?

Who are their surprising allies? The stage

Past and Future

What was your character like as a baby? As a child? Fat and smart

Did they grow up rich or poor? Okay, no big luxury, comfortable

Did they grow up nurtured or neglected? Emotionally negleted

What is the most offensive thing they ever said? *bleep*

What is their greatest achievement? Living alone

What was their first kiss like? Ugh, mall stairs, f u Marie

What is the worst thing they did to someone they loved? Let them go

What are their ambitions? The world, rule it.

What advice would they give their younger self? You go and do that and speak up and enjoy the fuck of it!

What smells remind them of their childhood? Plumeria rubra scent

What was their childhood ambition? Be a scientist

What is their best childhood memory? Seing Santa Claus

What is their worst childhood memory? Hearing stepdouche doing mom

Did they have an imaginary childhood friend? I don’t remember :^(

When was the last time they were crushed with disappointment? Pff! Good morning?!?!? Done.

What past act are they most ashamed of? Perform a Britney song to my steploser

What past act are they most proud of? Get into college

Has anyone ever saved their life? Not that I remember, but I did.

Strongest childhood memory? Making “herb-ice”

Love

Do they believe in love at first sight? Yep

Are they in a relationship? Nope

How do they behave in a relationship? Ugh....... Not well

When did you character last have sex? Ahahaha HOW DARE YOU?

What sort of sex do they have? THERE ARE CHILDREN READIN[I’m Breathless track 3]

Has your character ever been in love? Yes...yes

Have they ever had their heart broken? You can’t love and not have your heart broken

Conflict

How do they respond to a threat? Analysis and response

Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? Tongue

What is your character’s kryptonite? A stupid thing to awnser

If your character could only save one thing from their burning house, what would it be? Books as a whole count? If not, my writings.

How do they perceive strangers? Fully.

What do they love to hate? Crocs [but I have one, FYI]

What are their phobias? Spidey, things falling [?!?]

What is their choice of weapon? Double 9mm OR Mr. Pointy

What living person do they most despise? Right awnser! SD! E FD.

Have they ever been bullied or teased? Hm... A fat gay boy in high school... I WONDER WHAT IT WAS LIKE?! [actually after a slow start I did very well socially in high school]

Where do they go when they’re angry? Smoke a cig... or 5

Who are their enemies and why? Toxic straight people, evil pocs, fascionistas bitches and unemployment.

Work, Education and Hobbies

What is their current job? English teacher

What do they think about their current job? I love my students

What are some of their past jobs? More of that. Also DJing

What are their hobbies? Assimilate culture

Educational background? College almost done than dropped

Intelligence level? ahahahah too much for my own good

Do they have any specialist training? Madonna 101: How to be a star and make fabulous detail-oriented tours and concept albums

Do they have a natural talent for something? Very bend-y. Can dance.

Do they play a sport? Are they any good? Long Time-distance Sleeping

What is their socioeconomic status? White privilege going bankrupt

Favourites

What is their favourite animal? Wolf and deer and unicorn

Which animal to they dislike the most? Eesh, besides arach-crew? Protozoa disturbs me

What place would they most like to visit? NY/Iceland/Japan

What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen? Every dawn is it.

What is their favourite song? HA! As if I could, but I got some. Down Under - Men At Work is a good one.

Music, art, reading preferred? Gimme gimme blood! All of it, Love art.

What is their favourite colour? Green. [is rainbow a color?]

What is their password? anime character

Favourite food: Potato, Nachos and Watermellon

What is their favourite work of art? The Virgin of the Rocks by Leonardo DaVinci.

Who is their favourite artist? Oh boy... Gustave Doré. Mucha is one of them. DaVinci is the most important in my life. Björk in music.

What is their favourite day of the week? Wednesday

Possessions

What is in their fridge: many spices, little actual food

What is on their bedside table? water, saline solution and toilet paper

What is in their car? nothing because it does not exist

What is in their bin? used tissues, nails, empty snacks packages

What is in their purse or wallet? lot of hygiene itens, umbrella, more toilet paper, some books, e-reader, chargers, sunglasses, water bottle, mess

What is in their pockets? trash, coins, keys, cellphone, ID

What is their most treasured possession? My books

Spirituality

Who or what is your character’s guardian angel? A very tired one

Do they believe in the afterlife? Yes

What are their religious views? Go nature, fuck people

What do they think heaven is? Peace

What do they think hell is? This?

Are they superstitious? Yep, a litte

What would they like to be reincarnated as? A happy person with a happy life

How would they like to die? No pain, no fear.

What is your character’s spirit animal? Bridget Jones. Maybe a capybara.

What is their zodiac sign? Virgo [asc Aqu moon Lib ven Leo]

Values

What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person? Take away their freedom

What is their view of ‘freedom’? Being responsible for your own choices

When did they last lie? Some lines above SCANDAAAAAALL!!!!

What’s their view of lying? Sadly vital

When did they last make a promise? Last month

Did they keep or break their last promise? Hell yeah

Daily life

What are their eating habits? Bring it in

Do they have any allergies? Everything and nada, possible rhinitis.

Describe their home. Empty, quiet, books everywhere, clean but messy.

Are they minimalist or a clutter hoarder? FREACKING HOARDER BOSS

What do they do first thing on a weekday morning? Tea

What do they do on a Sunday afternoon? Become one with the sofa

What do they do on a Friday night? Try to stay home, fails, go out

What is the soft drink of choice? Strawberry juice with condensed milk

What is their alcoholic drink of choice? Margarita [it is not a cocktail, but Bailey’s]

Miscellaneous

What is their character archetype? Chaotic Neutral towards Good [ENFp - #2w3]

Who is their hero? My fantasy autors, directors, painters.

What or who would your character dress up as for Halloween? Sailor Moon. Elvira. Scooby Doo. An Absolut bottle. Dorothy or Elphaba.

Are they comfortable with technology? Very

If they could save one person, who would it be? My older sibling.

If they could call one person for help, who would it be? Beyoncé

What is their favourite proverb? To know and not to do is not to know

What is their greatest extravagance? Eat good food without caring about the money

What is their greatest regret? Can’t recall any BIIIG one

What is their perception of redemption? To love fully, completely surrender to it, just because it feels right.

What would they do if they won the lottery? Give enough to my siblings be okay for their lives and then travel the world, never come back.

What is their favourite fairytale? Donkeyskin

What fairytale do they hate? Cinderella, too close to home maybe

Do they believe in happy endings? Yes

What is their idea of perfect happiness? Peace, freedom, money

What would they ask a fortune teller? How many children will I have?

If your character could travel through time, where would they go? Definetely the 80′s. Ancient Greece. Renaissence Italy. Feudal Japan. The Celts. And find out if there really was an Atlantis.

What sport do they excel at? Volleyball, gymnastics, can I say yoga?

What sport do they suck at? Most of them?

If they could have a superpower, what would they choose? Read minds, teleport, being invisible, Luke Cage Skin, The Phoenix... any of this haha OY WITH THE POODLES ALREADY!! Ugh, endless!!!! 

Thank you for your endurance through this! Well, that’s a little lot about me! Hope it will awnser some of your questions as they pop up. You can always ask. So, that is done. Bye now, 

- Nikko, the Unikkorn King

original questionaire by https://www.novel-software.com/

#about me #Nikko

[whatsunderneathme-blog1]

Day 2

It's pretty funny how life works. I feel like I'm good at it some days. Others not so much. It feels like everyday is a game. Like whoever the fuck claims, "you win some and you lose some" was spot on. Sometimes I wish I had some sort of cheat sheet to it, like when I was a kid, I would use one of those for GTA. There was a "ladies' man" cheat one where all the CPU women would always come lurking towards you. I would drive an ambulance and they would just hop in, filling the seats to max capacity. Then I would drive them to an alley where I would beat them with a baseball bat until they died so I could take their money. Yeah, maybe I shouldn't do that in real life, but you get the point. Cheating. Real life shit. Cheating may seem fun. Maybe when it applies to the people who truly seek it out. But not me. Cheating is a lot like fire. It destroys. Literally everything. Which brings me to my next topic.

It's pretty funny how life works. After my "big move" to Maryland this takes place. Well, summer was over pretty quickly for me. I mean, hey, I moved to this lovely place in July... the time when makeup is not an option. And don't attempt to even do up your hair, because it's going to evolve into some sort of fuzz ball. Especially when your hair hits your waist. So yeah, no to straightening. I spent most of my days either in my Aunts office, running, or drinking the Budweiser or Molson Canadian out on the water in my bikini. Which of course revealed my lovely inverted cross. Not really appealing to the church-goers of "southern" Marylanders. Kinda reminds me that I regret doing that.

October. 2018. I was involved in the FD pretty often. I was also heavily involved in my EMT class. But this took place on a lonely evening in my room. No, not that kind of fun. But the kind where you contemplate your social life and join something called Tinder. Great move on my end, because *spoiler alert*. I met the love of my life. No, like really. The kind where you literally want to just cry a bunch of fucking tears because you're so happy you can't sit right with yourself. That came out wrong. Lol. The good kind of hyper. But it didn't really go my way for a while. I ended up super-liking this bitch. Like I wanted to swipe right 1000000 times. He looked just my type. Had his shit together. Even listened to the same music as me. My inner little girl that had a list made up titled "Dream Husband" was screaming on the inside. Tall. Dark hair. Light eyes. Talked a bit and things were awesome as fuck. LOL. He even stood me up the first time we were supposed to hang out. I had invited him over to my house to have some beers and chill. Well, he had another idea... to cancel on me. But I won't make it seem that depressing. I mean, I didn't think at the time he was actually going to keep me in his life since he was leaving the state soon. I would give more information regarding that so y'all could have like a better idea of things, but this shit is public, so my EMT self is saying "errr, HIPPA violation"? Yeah, I'll go with that. HIPPA violation. But the time frame of him leaving was coming up. Sooooo I sent his ass a nude. I know, I know, not very classy of me.. but with most things, fuck it. Why not. And damn right, you guessed it.. Yep, like most men, that caught his eye. He fell hook, line, and sinker into that one. Ladies, throw some VS lingerie on and you're golden. Maybe straighten your hair a lil bit. So, one night, him and his roommate (maybe it was that night), he came to see me at work. I'm a server. Perfect opportunity. He wasn't sat in my section, thank god. But the two of them sat at Booth #2. He ordered the Mac n Cheese. Excellent choice. Our whole menu has amazing food, so he couldn't really make a bad decision. But I'm not judging. Pasta is my thing. Okay maybe I'm judging. Or maybe it's weird that I remembered what he ordered to eat. I'll just blame the OCD. But now that I'm writing all this, I kinda want to fast forward. No disrespect, I love the man.. but I could write about him all day. Probably not stop. Let's skip to what I don't want to write about. Maybe it will make me feel better... getting it off my chest. I'm really thankful that there's someone sitting in the radio room (what we call the room with the two computers) at the station. I live here, don't know if I really mentioned that in the start. The reason why I mention why I'm thankful someone is in here, is because I'm more put together. Not crying... hysterically. I do that. A lot. When I'm alone mostly. So let's get on with it.

Now. March. Almost time for April to hit. It's pretty funny how life works. Well, for me, I fuck up a lot. I mean, probably a lot more than most. I mean, I dislocated my fucking shoulder today just stretching after my run. Who does that shit? Me apparently. FYI typing this shit hurts. But I enjoy it. So you see, I try my best to separate my logical and emotional mind. Sometimes one takes over and confuses the other. My therapist taught me this. The really cool one. Well, not so cool when she made me go through my past. That's another conversation. What I'm trying to get at is, well, my emotional mind is really taking over at this point. Maybe I spoke too soon when I said that my depression was gone. Maybe I didn't say that in 'the start'. But sometimes, certain things just kinda trigger it. So, me and the Tinder guy (sorry, bf, ily, but that's what I'm referring to you as, just out of respect) have been dating for almost 6 months now. Well, he isn't in MD right now, he's out doing his lil career thing. So I made a really, really, really, really, really, really x1000000 stupid mistake. You can probably guess. I got stupid drunk at a formal event and.. *see paragraph 1, line 9, only word italicized. Find it. You get it. Before that night, my biggest regret was stealing from a mentally challenged girl in middle school. Swiped that 20-dollar bill from her small backpack zipper like it was a golden Wonka wrapper. In my middle school brain, I justified it by blaming her- she should've zipped her shit up, right? But what the fuck was I thinking? I knew that night, when I handed the older skater boy I liked a pack of Cowboy Killer's with that 20 that what I had done was wrong. And guess what? I still think about that. I still haven't forgiven myself. She missed her bus because of me. The girl I fucking stole from was stranded because of me. She had no money. God knows how that girl got home. AND she's mentally challenged. I can picture her now, with her big frown that matched her uneven glasses. And my happy ass just walked 0.6 miles to my house. A street over from my middle school. It makes me fucking sick to my core to think I could ever do something like that to someone so innocent. That night, everything changed. That night is, you fucking bet... my biggest regret. And the worst thing is, I can't run from it. Every single day I want to break the mirror I look into, or hope that the mirror would just miraculously shatter because it doesn't like what it sees. You don't want to know what I feel. The man that I love is suffering because of what I did. Even though I'm an atheist, I will admit, within this month I have broken down so many times on my hands and knees, praying that the pain I've caused won't cause us to separate. I have wandered aimlessly in the night so the thoughts won't develop into something darker. Because I'm not afraid to admit that I struggle from time to time wondering what the fuck I'm doing with myself. I have never wanted someone to forgive me so bad. So next time you have the opportunity to count your blessings, fucking do it. Do it every fucking minute you can. Because the choices you make can really hurt others. And you can risk losing the ones you never thought you could if you're not lucky. I may put on this badass face, like I am so strong I could take on anything, but truth is, I still am hoping one day that I can go to bed without having a night terror, sleep without my fucking IKEA teddy bear named Evgeni, or to just close my eyes and try to wipe away the lies I've piled on like a large campfire to hide the ashes- the trauma I've gone through. I'm dying to live that normal life. Deep down underneath me is like a glass bottle, but it's broken. And you know who helped me heal? That Tinder guy. That man would do anything for me. That man treats me with respect. With every I love you he says to me, my heart forgives me. My head feels right at home with him, erases those horrible things my father told me, grabs the loaded shotgun my father forced to the back of my head when I was 11, breaks the hands of those that vandalized me when I was 17, 18, 19, and 22 years old, unplugs the 400 degree flat iron I used to burn my face all those years from the constant sexual torment. I don't know whether the correct term is that I was a damaged child or if I maybe just had the worst luck, but there are things people in general should not have to endure. I was innocent at one point, but that dissipated at such a young age. I only had me. And honestly, I was never able to tell the truth about those things because I was always silenced. But this man, listens to me with open ears. And for the first time in my life, I heard something I've never heard someone say. And he was exactly right. SO fucking right. It sounded something along the lines of, "You can't run from your problems. You can't just keep moving states every time there's a problem thinking it will solve them because it will just catch up to you".

He is someone I DO want for the rest of my life. The touch of his skin on mine hushes and tucks away all those memories to bed. That man has listened to me speak more than any man has. I smile until the small dimples on my left cheek poke out. Since that man has come into my life, I never realized what true love really felt like. I didn't realize how gentle it feels on the heart. It courses through me like the ocean waves fall through the sand trenches I used to build when I was an innocent little girl in her one-piece, kissed with a sunburn. It feels invigorating, even better than the feeling I get when I step on the ice rink with my freshly sharpened blades. It's the moment when he first let me rest my abnormally freezing feet softly against his, tucked in between his legs when we slept. Because even though it wasn't comfortable to him, he only cared about what I needed in that moment. I have only ever wanted acceptance, normalcy. I am okay on my own. But he makes life, life. When flowers are left out in the rain, they don't do well. They need three things: water, sun, oxygen. See, I have two. 1. The rain- the sadness. 2. The air that I breathe, the most key thing to being human, obviously. But in my life, the sun only shines when I'm out on the ice, playing hockey. It's like I was doing okay, but I had been waiting for that one thing I had been missing. 3. The sun. He is that. I feel like that flower that lives graciously, with fresh, new petals that grow each day. I feel important in the world. Even more than I ever have. That's what I feel. It's like all this love consumes me. I smile more. Laugh more. I feel beautiful. Alive. Alive. Alive. Isn't it funny how life works?

*refer to the last ¶, first line, the words that can create a reply - and stand out.

I love you,

All my heart,

L.

[herpaderpaman-blog]

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August 22nd 2017 Another shitty day. Feeling terrible after drinking half a bottle of tequila last night. Did some stupid things that i already regret. Miniscule but still wrong. What the fuck am I doing with my life.

I feel gross.And sad.

August 23rd 2017 Today is a little better. Didn’t wake up sad. Kind of just sitting at work feeling whatever.  I need to stop drinking.

Still kind of upset about the usual shit, but its not effecting me as much today.

Lookin forward to mcgregor fight on saturday and also GoT finale.

Heres to pretending everything is okay

August 24th 2017 Wish I won the powerball. Still want pizza. And outback.

Spent the whole morning thinking about what i’d do if I won that 270 million.

Fuck man.

Feeling kind of eh today she asked me to come upstate saturday to watch the mcgregor fight…..no thanks.

August 25th 2017 Another day of work. Woke up feeling alright i guess. (alright in the context of my life as of right now) aka still fucking terrible.  I just wanna be fuckin 16/17/18/19 again man. I hated life then too, but ya know it was a whole lot better than it is now and I sure as shit took that for granted. What was I thinking? I had it so easy. I had a good life. All my friends were around, still hung out. I was still in shape and had a nice fuckin body, unlike now. Did whatever I wanted for the most part. Waaaay more social, waaaaay less things to make me depressed. Didn’t have to deal with no fuckin brain injuries or fuckin bills, or fucking cheating girlfriends, or dying grandparents, or dying animals. It was all so good. And I was just a miserable bitch.

I guess the same thing can be said about me now. But who knows, in my opinion 2017 has been the worst year of my life, although I did say the same about 16 (usually every year as life goes on gets worse) But for sure 2017 is the worst shit imaginable. Everything happened at once.

- Got cheated on after being with someone for 5 years

- Grandfather dying

- Kicked out of childhood home/hometown

- Got fat as fuck

- Got unhealthy as fuck

- My kitties are dying

- Getting older and older everyday.

I miss the days of walking around parks and shit with my friends, just worryin about how to get the next gram of bud or the next pack of cigs, that was the biggest issues in our lives. fuckin pathetic to be honest. I never thought it would turn out like this for me though.

I gotta stop listening to A day to remember. Homesick just makes me want to die. I just wish I could go back to those years and do it all over and all different. I miss it so much.

But tomorrow at least I get to go watch the McGregor fight with my friends. I guess that’ll be good.

AUGUST 29TH 2017 Totally forgot about this over the last few days.

Shit went the fuck down this weekend. Nothing good. Way to drunk. At least I managed to stop drinking now. Haven’t really had any desire for it in the last couple of days.

Sunday(the 27th) I felt like fucking shit. Lost my keys, had to drive to new windsor with edgar. Felt like shit again, cried inside all day. Watched GoT finale. Was pretty good.

Monday the 28th, was shitty. Spent all day thinking about my sickness. Throat hurt, avoided going to the hospital to see gma

Today is going to eat dick simply because of these stupid fucking cunts coming over my house. It really pisses me the fuck off I have to see this stupid cunty realtor dude again. So fucking annoying. They better hurry up and get the fuck out and I swear to god if they’re late ill fucking tell them to fuck off. I dont even care anymore.

Think im just gonna stop talking to everyone. Should just delete my snapchat to be honest. Rid my life of it. Or at least block people. No point in it anymore. I need to  just get my life together somehow. I dunno how but I need to stop feeling like this.

Just want it to be tomorrow at this point.

August 30th 2017 Tired. High. Tired some more.

Dont wanan work, just wanna eat something. I wish I could work from home, i’d be so much more productive.

Feeling, “whatever” today, but Its alright I guess.

Labor day weekend, might ask to work from home Tuesday

What are the things that make me sad?

Moving

-Leaving my “childhood” “home”

-Living in long island…

-Kitties :( shitty and annabelle

Papa & Nana dying

Girlfriend cheating

Have nobody

Unhealthy & fat

Wasted 5 yrs of my life

September 3rd 2017 It’s a pain in the ass to remember this shit during the weekends.

Friday I got to work from home, was a decent day i guess. Didnt do much. Started drinking again.

Saturday, bought a new chair, argued with myself about an i7 7700, didnt end up buying it.

Today’s sunday, I woke up had to go to my uncles for the dog. Saw papa. Hes fucked up. Drove around for a little was pretty sad. Thought about you know who and what she did to me. Thopught about living in long island.

Right now im drunk, its 8:22 and Im watching sellout sunday. I’m feeling okay cause I’m drunk.

September 4th 2017 Woke up today, almost bought that i7. Decided not to.

Feeling the usual, don’t wanna work tomorrow, dont wanna take FD test. Whatever. I want more money.

Drunk rn, 4th night of drinking in a row. Should stop after this.

September 5th Another day of work. Im hungry, horny, and tired. I want bacon on a roll right now. Not going to happen though.

Its tuesday. I just want food.

Septemer 6th 2017 Found out my favorite person has cancer. Yesterday. Another wonderful thing in my life.

I wonder how I will feel looking back on this far from now, if i even can, if im not already dead.

Such a shitty time in my life man. Probably the most crucial as well. My life could even go further to shit or I could rebound somehow, even though I dont really see it in me. Worst part is the worst shit hasnt even happened yet. It’s all just oncoming slowly and dreadfully.

Despite the problems today was okay, was gonna go see nana but she said not to, got away with lying about the fd shit. Dad wants me to be a volly or ems. No thank tyou. To much of a pussy.

September 8th 2017 Yesterday wasnt that bad. Until I shit blood.

Yup. Drank and then basically as soon as I got drunk, and pooped, there was blood. A lot of blood.

So now I have that to think about. Just another thing.

September 9th 2017 Woke up at 1 30, went out and drove around for a little. Got alcohol and outback. Might go see IT tonight. Haven’t done anything really productive at all.

Havent pooped blood again, starting to think it was from the margies.

Going to a fire tonight

September 10th 2017 So mom gave me shit today because apparently its “GRANDPARENTS DAY” And im “selfish” because I dont wanna see nana today aka when my crazy psychotic cunt of a mother wants me to.

I fucking am so sick of that bullshit, I cant wait to tell that woman to fuck off. Honestly, it will be one of the greatest days in my life when I can speak my mind to that woman. I am waiting for the day, she says some stupid fuckin retarded bullshit like today, so I can fucking fuck her with logic. But for now I cant.

Last night spent a shit ton of money. Was alright though. Probably wasn’t worth. But whatever. Today, woke up, got bacon, came home, went to brandons, came home got hibachi rice shit, drank, watching cowboys and giants, and soda’s hurricane stream. Tomorrow is another day of work. Not looking forward to Friday cause I have to wake up at 6am and go to the city.

September 12th 2017 Forgot about this shit yesterday. Woke up felt like poo so I worked from home yesterday. Didn’t drink which is good. Played video games all day long.

Today, back at work, watching 9/11 shit. My stomach is fucking dying. Im soooooooo hungry. Shit sucks ass.

September 13th 2017 Hungry as fuck. I really wanna have sex. I just want my penis fully engulfed in a soaking wet puss.

Thats what happens when you dont have sex for 5-6 months I guess.

Cant wait for that shit.

But i prob should go to the doctor.

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 60

and more stuff

Kid: *stretches* stocking: tired already? Kid: "Not sure..." *lies down* stocking: *hug* Kid: =w= *hug* -elsewhere- Zuno: "Where am I? Who are you?" Assi: "..." *sad smile* "It's me, Assi. Remember?" Zuno: "...Oh! Right!" *awkward laugh* mono: .... Assi: "..." *puts out notes in front of him, with photos* "I've done better taking notes for you. Remember this?" Zuno: *nods* "Yeah. We got groceries this afternoon." Assi: "Good! And yesterday?" Zuno: "..." *shakes his head* -elsewhere- Mori: "You clean up nicely." miura: ...no comment, sir. Mori: -_-; "I think this suit looks good on me. Wouldn't kill you to give me a compliment." miura: ...it's fitting, sir. Mori: ^^; "...Close enough." *opens the door to the club* miura: hmm? Mori: "Let's head on in. We can enjoy a cigar, take in the music..." miura: right. *Mori gets them a second-floor booth overlooking the dance floor, setting out drinks for them* miura: *observing* Mori: "They look quite happy, don't they?" *sips* miura: they sure do seem to be enjoying themselves. Mori: "Some humans enjoy social gatherings. Some humans prefer a bit of privacy." miura: so i've noticed. Mori: *points to one person in the corner of the dance floor, drinking alone at a booth* "What do you think that person is feeling?" miura: judging by their heat signatures, they seem lonely. Mori: "...Well, that's one way to figure that out. I was thinking more how they were slumped over, drinking alone, staring at nothing...Perhaps they need company." miura: are you suggesting we intervene? Mori: "But of course~" miura: -.-; Mori: *gestures to club employee* "Extend an invitation to that lonely person below..." employee: sure thing. Mori: *smiles at Miura* "Let's show you a bit more about human interaction." miura: -.-; lady: um...hi? Mori: "Hello. Care to share a drink with us?" lady: um...sure? Mori: "I'm Mori. And this is my associate, Miura." miura: *nods* lady: just call me reina. Mori: "Pleased to meet you." *opens bottle of wine, pours glasses* "How do you like this establishment?" reina: it's nice. it'd be even nicer if my shithead date didnt stand me up. bastard. Mori: "I'm sorry. It sounds like you were looking forward to that date." *passes wine glass to her* reina: *sigh* whatever, it was just a hook up, anyway... Mori: "Ah, I see." *sips* "Had you made alternative plans in case your hook up did not work out?" reina: i dunno. Mori: *smiles* "Well, you know what I think? I tend to think that things in life are meant to be. And now Miura and I get to meet you." reina: i see. so what exactly do you guys do? Mori: "I'm a physician, Miura is my assistant." reina: ah. i see. Mori: "And what is your profession?" reina: just an office lady. Mori: "Aw...Is the work not satisfying?" reina: well, pays the bills. *sips* Mori: "That's a positive way to look at it...What do you do for fun?" -elsewhere- Relan: *yawns, walking to the kitchen* yu: zzzz Relan: "???" *looks around for a blanket* -early morning- FD: *sits up, stretches* zoey: *asleep on the floor* FD: "...Zoey. Awaken." zoey: *yaaaawn* hmmn? FD: "I require your services." zoey: what do you wish of me, master fyodor? FD: "Get atop me. I want to look at your face." zoey: *crawling onto him* FD: "..." *strokes her cheek* "Such incredible eyes..." zoey: ahhh....*blush* FD: "What do you see...?" *rubs a hand along her side* zoey: *pant* my beloved master. FD: *smiles, as he kisses her lips lightly* zoey: mmmn~<3 FD: "Zoey...You love me, don't you?" *draws her down, holding her* zoey: of course! i love you more than anything! FD: "Ah...I'm glad...Are you still sore?" -elsewhere- Gin: *yawn* higuchi: zzzz Gin: "..." *pulls her closer in a hug* higuchi: =w= Gin: "Good morning." *smooch* -elsewhere- Arthur: *brushing his teeth* "Die, vile cavity goblins, die." -elsewhere- Mori: *yawns* -silence- Mori: "..." *presses his intercom* "Breakfast." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "I think Grandma has a day outing planned for you..." sonia: *shiny eyes* Chuuya: *smiles* "So make sure to say 'please' and 'thank you,' and don't talk to strangers, okay?" sonia: ok, papa. and i'll stay away from the demon and the waste of bandages. Chuuya: ^^ "Good girl." *hug* -elsewhere- Kyoka: *in her sports uniform* "Let's do this." atsushi: *nods* Lucy: "...Good luck out there." atsushi: we will. Lucy: *weak smile* atsushi: *hug* Lucy: .\\\\\. "...O-O-Okay..." *pat pat* atsushi: ^^ Kyoka: "You can do more hugging later. We're going to be late at this rate." atsushi: ah! right! Lucy: "I'll watch at work today. Stay safe, you two." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *steadying his breathing* naoya: you gonna be ok, kiddo? Akutagawa: *closes his eyes* "I have been picturing what victory will look like..." naoya: oh? Akutagawa: *opens his eyes...smiles* "I will win." -elsewhere- fuyumi: *knocks* shouto, time to get up. Todoroki: *turns over* =____= fuyumi: *knocks* shouto, get up. Todoroki: *pushes himself up* "I'm up, I'm up..." fuyumi: you have a big day ahead of you. Todoroki: "Right...A few hours to go." fuyumi: ^^ Todoroki: "I'll get ready. Thank you." fuyumi: *smiles and heads back downstairs* Todoroki: *walks to the bathroom...* -silence. his reflection is his only company- Todoroki: *he stands at such an angle that the mirror shows only his scarred side* "..." -...- Todoroki: *shivers* "I don't need it...I don't need it..." -elsewhere- Mineta: "And then I'll put the trophy in the center of my room, and it will attract every girl and woman in the world to my bedroom, and then I'll be happy." -elsewhere- Izuku: owo;;; *stretching* "It'll go fine...Just stay calm..." -elsewhere- Kid: *adjusting his tie* "What will you be doing today?" stocking: work. you? *kiss on the cheek* Kid: =\\\= "I-I was thinking of attending the games on Father’s behalf." stocking: sounds like fun. ^^ Kid: "I hope so...Have a good day at work." stocking: ^^ -elsewhere- Yohei: *picks up Toru* "Guess who has the day off?" toru: bupa? Yohei: "Yep--Papa!" toru: *laughs* ^u^ Yohei: "Hee hee...We'll get to play all day--" *BOOM* chie: o-o EMINE! D8< Emine: "...What? I thought I was helping her with making the mini-freezer." nea:..... ^^ *cracks knuckles* Kepuri: *glaring at Emine...her face is covered in soot, there is a small fire on her right shoulder* "..." *holds a very large wrench, tapping it against her hand* Emine: "..." *pushes Chie out of the way as he tries to run away* chie: *grabs him by the ankle with a shadow arm and drags him back* oh no you dont, mr! Emine: O______O "SHOTARO! DO A GOOD DEED!" Shotaro: "On it!" *hands Kepuri a bigger wrench* Kepuri: ^^ Emine: "YOU TRAITOR!" Yohei: -_-;;;; "...Be smarter than him, Toru." -elsewhere- Announcer #1: "Welcome to the next round of the Sports Festival!" announcer 2: this time, we have our UA students taking center stage! Announcer #1: "And here they come! Starting with Class 1A!" ochako: ^^ momo: *determined* Todoroki: "..." Izuku: owo;;; Iida: *super serious* Bakugo: *glaring* Mineta: *staring at Momo* eijiro: *looking at the audience* tsuyu: *tongue slap* stahp that. Mineta: >3< Audience Member’s sign: "I <3 Red Hair Guy!" eijiro: ^^ denki: *waves* hi ma! Mama Kouji: "Do your best, sweetie! Did you make sure to wear clean underwear?" Kouji: ^^; announcer: following up, we have class 1B! Bakugo: .\\\. *looks back* itsuka: ^^ yui: ... Bakugo: "..." *wave* pony: ^^ Monoma: *low growling* itsuka: !. *waves* ^^ yui: *signing* <monoma, chill.> Monoma: "I am chill! I am absolute zero!" hiryu: you sure about that? ibara: lord have mercy on him. Monoma: *sips a juice pack--angrily* *ANGRY SLURPING* Bakugo: "...Oh, I'm going to eliminate him first. After I kick Deku's ass." Izuku: "...Then that would be 'I'm going to eliminate him second.'" Bakugo: "SHUT UP, DEKU!" -class 1C is up next- mei: *waves* -then the other classes- hitoshi: .... Izuku: "!!!" *meek wave* yuuji: *glances up at the audience* Audience Member #3: "Do your best, stitch-face guy!" yuuji: it's face paint, but thanks. *scratching the back of his neck* Aizawa: "Okay, line up..." -students lining up- Aizawa: "And now, Midnight will introduce the theme to Round 1 of your competition." Mineta: *shiny eyes* "Hells yeah!" pony: o///o midnight: *pulls the lever to show the game played* Iida: "What do you think the first round will be?" -obstacle race- Bakugo: "..." *gleeful face--that still looks evil* "Heh heh heh..." Todoroki: "..." Izuku: o_o; itsuka: *sweatdrop* eijiro: you're kinda freaking me out, man. Bakugo: "I get to blast my way to the finish line _and_ finish off some people in the competition." Izuku: *intense stare back* Monoma: "NO! IT IS I WHO WILL BE VICTORIOUS!" itsuka: neito do not. -_-; ochako: *determination* Todoroki: "..." *glances at Ochako* ochako: ^^ *peace sign* Todoroki: "..." *nods* Monoma: -3- Iida: "I wonder what kind of obstacles will be in store..." atsushi: so it's like what we did then, huh? Kyoka: "Yes. Let us hope it turns out better for them." *looks down* "..." *small sigh* atsushi: you ok? Kyoka: "I feel badly Tamaki is not continuing in the competition." atsushi: yeah, i guess. Kyoka: "...Then we'll have to do even better now." *stares* "You have to beat Akutagawa." atsushi: .... 7.7 r-right. Kyoka: *looks around* "At least he's not here." atsushi: thank god. in all seriousness, he kiiinda freaks me out. Kyoka: "I know. Just don't be alone with him." atsushi: yeah, who knows what he'd try to do..... (thinking: DONT THINK ANYTHING PERVY, BRAIN!) {Akutagawa: "Let me wash your back..."} atsushi: *cringe* Kyoka: "???" {Akutagawa: "I made the bed for you~ <3 " } atsushi: *smacking head against the seat* Kyoka: !!! "Stop that. You can't afford the brain damage." atsushi: im fine! Kyoka: "...We'll get you some ice cream." atsushi: thank you. Q.Q Kyoka: *raises hand* "Two ice creams, please." vendor: here ya go. atsushi: *nom* TTuTT Kyoka: ^^ *nom nom* atsushi: *lick lick* Akutagawa: "Do you like that flavor?" Kyoka: o_o atsushi: *SCREAMS* -his icecream flies up....and lands on his face- atsushi: ACK! Kyoka: "...Let me get a napkin--" Akutagawa: "I'll clean it off." *leans closer* atsushi: O_O;;; *SCREAMS ON THE INSIDE* Kyoka: "..." ("Nope nope nopenopenope--") Akutagawa: *opens his mouth slightly...then removes his handkerchief, wiping it off Atsushi's face* atsushi:...thanks....i think. Akutagawa: "You are welcome. Remember what I did--as I was kind to you today. But in competition, I will dominate." atsushi: riiiiight. >-> Kyoka: *spray bottle* "Go away." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *passes out the sodas* "Drink up!" -elsewhere- Sakuya: *chopping vegetables* naho: *streeetch* Sakuya: "??? Hungry?" -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: "Look what was on sale!" louisa: hmm? mary: cool! bram: ... 0_0 Fitzgerald: "I think the patchwork look will create a toyshop atmosphere for this room." mary: i think it's super cute! bram: 7_7; of course you would, mary. Fitzgerald: "Great! Let's figure out where to put it..." *takes out a tablet and stylus* -elsewhere- Relan: *looks at the line* "Jeez...It's going to take forever to get in." -elsewhere- Aizawa: "The students are approaching the starting line..." ochako: *focused* Izuku: *sweating* Iida: *staring forward* midnight: get ready.....GO! *The students take off--into the doorway* ochako: *sprinting* student: urk- student 2: move it! student 3: ow! who's elbow is that? Mineta: *squeezed* Izuku: "Th-They made the doorway this narrow so people couldn't get through..." Todoroki: "Pardon me..." *charging up his ice powers* momo: *summons a javalin to get herself out* there we- GO! *LOUD EXPLOSION* Bakugo: "OUTTA MY WAY!" ochako: WOAH! *gravity'ing herself out* Student #1: *drooling, as they pick up--* hitoshi: ... yuuji: 0_0; um...thats.... hitoshi:...you want on? yuuji: um...im good...thanks..... hitoshi:....alright then. Student #2: *drooling, making groaning noise* "Yeaaaaaaah..." yuuji: (thinking: freaky) Aizawa: "Todoroki is in the lead. But--" *splat splat splat* Todoroki: "??? ...Sticky balls?" Mineta: "YES! Todoroki! Prepare to taste the fury of my killer--" -KO- Mineta: *PWNED* "AAAAAAAaaaaaaaAAAAH!" *SLAM--roll roll roll roll...* Izuku: o____O ochako: HOLY HOT CROSS BUNS! Iida: "The robots? From the entrance exam?" Todoroki: "...I never faced these." Bakugo: "Ha! We have! So I guess you're at a disadvantage--" Todoroki: "They should look more threatening." Bakugo: "Yeah! ...Wait, what?" Todoroki: *summoning ice...* announcer: AND SHOUTO TODOROKI IS COOLING THINGS DOWN! BUT THE COMPETITION IS HEATING UP! Todoroki: *freezes the robot--and runs* Student #3: "Follow him!" Todoroki: *passes the legs* "Bad idea...I froze the robot while it was top-heavy, so I'm going to let gravity do it's work...while I escape." Student #3: "...What'd he say about 'gravy'?" -BOOOM- ochako: D8 eijiro: *breaks through* IM OKAY! THAT WAS A DICK MOVE TODOROKI! DICK. MOVE. Student #5: "HOLY CRAP! That hard guy survived!" student 6: phrasing! eijiro: *notices something* WOAH! heavy metal much?! Tetsutetsu: *smashes out* "CLASS 1A, YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF DICKS! I'D BE DEAD IF I WASN'T ME!" Student #5: "Another hard guy!" eijiro: *already running* YEET YEET! hiryu: come on, we should work our way through as well! Bakugo: "OUT OF MY WAY, LOSERS!" *runs forward--then blasts upward over the robot* hanta: *following with his tapes* you surprised me there, bakugou, here i was thinking you'd just blast your way on through! Tokoyami: "We will follow your example. Right, Shadow?" dark shadow: *screeaw* ^w^ -more students rush through- Announcer #1: "Jeez, Class 1A is just smashing through without hesitance! They must have some incredible powers!" Aizawa: "...That's not why..." namiko: ?? announcer 3: oh, they were part of the USJ incident a while, back, right? Aizawa: "And when you face that kind of fear, you learn. You get the experience, the courage, to face your fears, rather than run from them." ochako: *phew*.... o_o; oh. Present Mic: "THESE ARE THE FALLS!" Aizawa: "...I'm not a fan of 'Sherlock.'" tsuyu: *crawling on a rope* announcer: and tsuyu asui is already taking a lead! satsuki asui: go tsu! ??? fufufufu~ ochako: huh Iida: *finally caught up, pants, looks at ???* "???" mei: consider this an open letter to all those tech companies out there. the wire arrows, and the hover soles. *flying forwards with her wires* MY PRECIOUS BABIES~! hitoshi:...huh. mina: no way! i call hax! ochako: come on! let's go! Iida: "...I cannot fail, not in front of my brother. I mustn't show an unsightly performance." *assumes figure skater pose on the tightrope* -in the stadium- attendee: that kid up front, that's endevour's kid, isnt it? shinra: wait....are you telling me....that shouto todoroki is the son of endevour? as in _the_ endevour?! Relan: "??? Um...Is he the guy with that fire beard?" shinra: yeah, i met him once actually.....he was a big bag of dicks. Relan: o_o; "...'Kay. Um, I mean, Todoroki seems a little...cold, so to speak. But if he's Fire Beard's son, why doesn't he use his flame abilities?" shinra: well, endevor isnt a fire ability user, but a quirked human. i guess todoroki's ice powers comes from his mom's side? Relan: "But if you had both fire and ice abilities, why would you rely on only one and not both?" shinra: *shrugs* -soon, they make it to the mine field- Todoroki: ("Damn. They designed this portion so that it would require those in first to be cautious how they proceeded through the mines. I will have to be careful and--") Bakugo: "YOU ICEY-HOT BASTARD!" Todoroki: -_-; Bakugo: "YOU DECLARED WAR ON THE WRONG PERSON!" *blasts the ground in front of Todoroki* Todoroki: "?!!!" *ice shield* announcer: and it's broken into utter chaos! -BOOM! BOOM! KABLOOIE- Bakugo: "?!! What the hell?!" Todoroki: "That was multiple explosions..." Izuku: "AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaAAAAAHHHH!!!!" announcer: AND IZUKU MIDORIYA APPEARS TO BE SURFING ON THE RECOIL!!! inko: *SCREAMS and faints* Bakugo: "DEKU! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!" Izuku: *determined zoom-in stare* Todoroki: *summoning ice along the battlefield* "This may clear the path for others--but I cannot let them win!" *Todoroki and Bakugo follow Izuku...* *Izuku is flipping over* Izuku: o____o Izuku: ("ALL MIGHTY CRAP! Okay, I'm stalling--calm down...Wait...If I time it right...") *EPIC EYE STARING MOMENT* Izuku: "SHEET METAL...FLIP!" *Izuku slams down the metal in front of Bakugo and Todoroki* *KA-BOOM* Present Mic: "Holy cow! Great work on teaching them that technique, Eraserhead!" Aizawa: "...Not me. That's something they learned on their own..." Izuku: *back on his feet...stumbles to first place* announcer: ....IZUKU MIDORIYA IS THE WINNER!!!!! shinra: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAH!!!! -massive cheering- inko: *sobbing with joy* MY BABYYYYY!!! announcer: coming up in second and 3rd respectivly are Shouto Todoroki and Katsuki Bakugou! Izuku: *crying, smiling* Bakugo: *clenching his fist* "Why that little..." Todoroki: "..." *ice coming off of him* ochako: congrats you guys! ^^ itsuka: *hugging katsuki* congrats on making 3rd! Bakugo: =\\\\= *angry grumbling noises* Monoma: *GLARE* Iida: *traumatized* "I failed...The speedster was too slow..." momo: you did your best. *smiles* *Something is behind Momo* momo:.... -beatdown ensues- Mineta: X______X -later- ochako: *sipping her drink* whoo! that was exciting today! Izuku: QWQ "frozen* tsuyu: congrats on making first, izuku. Todoroki: "..." *sitting away* Izuku: "Th-Thank you..." ochako: ^^..... hmm? hey, arent you gonna sit with us, todoroki? Todoroki: "...No." *gets up and leaves* ochako: ah-........ mina: jeez, who stuck a thumbtack up his butt?? ochako:... Iida: "...So focused." ochako:...brb. *follows him* Izuku: "..." -outside- ochako: todoroki?? jeez, where is he? hitoshi: ....? ochako: did you see- hitoshi: *points* ochako: thanks. Todoroki: *seated on top of wall* ochako: *gravities herself up to the wall* urk....*gulp* hey todoroki. ^^ Todoroki: "...Hello." ochako: ...congrats on making 2nd! *smiles* Todoroki: "It was not first." ochako: but at least it's something, right? Todoroki: "Unless you're at the top, it is nothing." ochako: *small pout* .....so, i hear tomorrow they're going to have a halftime concert. that should be fun, right? Todoroki: "...I would rather train. But no point in over-working my body." ochako: yeah, it'd be bad if you injured yourself now. *looks up at the sky* Todoroki: "...Congratulations on placing." ochako: ^^ thanks. im just glad i made it in! that counts as something, right? Todoroki: *grunt* ochako:....*looking at the passers by below* shark kid: i didnt make it in... shark dad: it's ok son, you did your best, and im proud of you for that. shark kid:...*small smile* ochako: ....*small smile and looks at todoroki* Todoroki: "..." *sniff* *one icy tear* ochako:..??? todoroki? are you...ok? Todoroki: *wipes his tear* "Fine. Thank you for asking." ochako: .....you gonna stick around? maybe play some of the games? Todoroki: "...Okay." ochako: awesome! ^^ Todoroki: "...What do you play?" -elsewhere- Gin: "Another drink?" naoya: hell yeeeeah. higuchi: ^^ Gin: *pours for Naoya* "Ichiyo?" -elsewhere- Arthur: "Calvary." karin: hmm? Arthur: "Calvary would be a great game to play." Vulcan: "...It'll never catch on." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *walking through the streets* atsushi: *walking home with groceries* Akutagawa: "..." *watches from afar* atsushi: ok. that should be everything now. Akutagawa: "Hello." *now next to him* atsushi: YEEP! jeez, what the heck?! Akutagawa: "...Do you need help carrying?" atsushi: umm...im good, thanks. Akutagawa: "...Oh. Very well. Okay." atsushi: *walking away* Akutagawa: "...Watch your back." atsushi: *looks back* Akutagawa: "You shouldn't let something happen to you." atsushi: noted. Akutagawa: "..." *follows* atsushi: .... ouo;;;; Akutagawa: "...Oh. You were heading this way?" atsushi: um... yeeesss? Akutagawa: "So am I." atsushi: ookaaaay then. *screaming on the inside* Akutagawa: *walks beside him* "...You like bread?" atsushi: i guess. im more of a chazuke guy to be honest. Akutagawa: "...I never get to have that." atsushi: well, there is a nice restaurant that serves it. i could write the address down for you if you want. (thinking: lucy save me) Akutagawa: "..." *hold out his hand* atsushi: *writes it down and hands him the paper* Akutagawa: *takes the paper* "..." *intense stare* atsushi:....well, i should be heading home now. Akutagawa: "...If you must. I suppose you need rest for competition." -elsewhere- Akitaru: "How did the festival go?" shinra: it was awesome! tamaki: his friend won first. Akitaru: "Hey, that's great for him!" Relan: "...Not when Bakugo gets his hands on him..." tamaki: not if bakugo's girlfriend is there to calm him down. Relan: "Hope she's around, then. And can get release his tensions, then." Akitaru: "..." *inwardly cackling* karin: *elbows him in the side* Relan: "???" Akitaru: *covers his mouth, calms down* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "You wash behind your ears?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: "Okay. Time to brush your teeth." sonia: ok, papa. -elsewhere- Kepuri: "Your mini-freezer is complete!" nea: yay~! ^^ Emine: *pixelated mess* Shinoda: ^^ -elsewhere- atsushi: im back! Kyoka: "That's good. Did you get my ice cream?" atsushi: *hands it to her* Kyoka: "Yay. Also, you had some visitors." atsushi: oh? Kyoka: "Dazai left a note. Lucy has been knocking every five minutes looking for you." atsushi: ah. *looks at dazai's note* Dazai's note: "Do your best!" atsushi: *smiles* Dazai's note: "I'll be watching! And when this is done, you're getting all you can eat!" atsushi: ...*shiny eyes* Kyoka: "???" atsushi: chazuke.... =u= Kyoka: "...You should bring that home, too." -elsewhere- Dazai: TTWTT "So proud of him..." kirako: ^^; Dazai: *patting his belly* "Sweet child, doing so well in competition, using his opponents to his advantage..." mii: zzzz Dazai: *strokes Mii* "Cat been behaving?" kirako: *nods* mii: =u= Dazai: "That's good...Hey, Kirako?" kirako: hmm? Dazai: "Thanks for letting me hang out here." kirako: no problem. ^^ Dazai: *smiles* "You know what would be great? I can mix a drink..." -elsewhere- Arthur: "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: "I'm home." fuyumi: welcome back! Todoroki: "...Hi. ...I'm sorry I--...That I failed." fuyumi:...*hug* you did your best.......do you want to spend the night here? Todoroki: "...Okay." fuyumi: *smiles* i'll go set up the guest room. Todoroki: "...Thank you." fuyumi: ^^ *goes to do that* Todoroki: "..." *sits on couch* -text alert- Todoroki: "???" *looks at phone* -text from; dad- Todoroki: "..." *deletes* -text from; ochako- Todoroki: "..." *opens it* ochako: [hey todoroki! you get home OK? ^o^] Todoroki: "..." [at sister's] ochako: [neat.] Todoroki: [are you home?] ochako: [yep! dad ordered pizza!] Todoroki: [must be nice] ochako: [yeppers ^^] Todoroki: "..." [which toppings?] ochako: [pepperoni] Todoroki: [well, enjoy it] ochako: [aaand my dog just stole one slice >.< ] Todoroki: [oh, you have a pet?] -she sends a pic of her and a golden lab, with a pizza slice in its mouth- ochako: [this is trixie. #ftselfie] Todoroki: [so, a pizza dog] ochako: [actually she's a lab. XD] Todoroki: "..." [ha] -elsewhere- Emine: *bandaging himself* lin: *tending to his injuries* at least you completed your bad deed today. Emine: "Yes. Just wish it was with fewer injuries..." *looks at her eyes* lin: ^^ Emine: *leans to her face* lin: *smooch* Emine: o\\\\o "..." >\\\< *smooch* -elsewhere- Izuku: "Thanks for the meal, Mom." ^^ inko: ^^ of course, sweetie! *hug* MY BABY WON! Izuku: "GRK! M-Mom...Can't breathe--" -knocks- Izuku: "??? I-I'll get it." *looks through peephole* yuuji: *scratching the back of his head, looking away awkwardly* Izuku: "!!! Oh, Mom? It's a friend from school." *opens the door* yuuji: um....hey mrs M. inko: oh, hello. yuuji, was it? yuuji: *nods* ....yeah. Izuku: "You were passing by? We were just sitting for dinner..." yuuji: oh...cool. mind if i...uh... inko: it's fine. ^^ yuuji:...'kay. Izuku: "I'll get another plate!" -and so- Izuku: ^^ "So, what do you think about the Festival?" yuuji:.....ok i guess.....congrats on 1st. Izuku: "Th-Thanks...I mean, the competition isn't done yet..." yuuji: far from it. Izuku: ._.; "...Yeah...Lot of competition out there, too." yuuji: *nods* i didnt make it to the next round, but it's all good i guess. Izuku: "...I hope you go to the rest of the Festival. There are a lot of fun activities for the audience members." yuuji: yeah, i saw. might help aizawa out with stuff maybe. Izuku: "Oh, good! You like working with him?" yuuji:...it's cool, i guess. dont have much else to do. Izuku: "...Hobbies?" yuuji: *shrugs* guess i've been listening to music more often. Izuku: "Do you play any instruments?" yuuji: nah, not really...doesnt that jirou kid in your class play bass? Izuku: *nods* "Yeah. I only heard her play once." yuuji: cool. Izuku: "Maybe you could ask her? She performs now and then." yuuji: she gonna be at the half time show tomorrow? Izuku: "Yeah. I could introduce you." yuuji: cool. Izuku: ^^ "What kind of music do you like?" yuuji: old school stuff. led zepplin, AC/DC, stuff like that. Izuku: "Then I think you and Jirou will get along great!" -elsewhere- Benimaru: *splashes water on his face* kabuki: it's starting to get a lot colder out. Benimaru: "Yes." *summons a flame* "I think many of us will keep warm." kabuki: indeed. sister kirei told me the shrine got their kotatsu out today. Benimaru: "That should be comforting. Will you be making use of it?" kabuki: if they invite is to. Benimaru: *nods* "I assume they will. The shrine has been welcoming lately." kabuki: they usually are. Benimaru: "...Hmm. I think I'll bring a gift." -elsewhere- Higan: *adjusting his suit* lavender: *helping with his tie* Higan: ^^ "Thanks. You're looking good." lavender: ^^ Higan: "I can't wait to get there...I think you'll like the atmosphere." -elsewhere- Gin: *sniffs, passes box of tissue* naoya: jeez, colds are a bitch, aint they? Gin: *nod nod* "Been drinking as much green tea as I can." naoya: *chuckles* here i thought you wearing that mask would prevent you from getting sick. Gin: -_-; "Ha ha...ha...AHCHOO!" -elsewhere- Kid: *washing Stocking's hair* "Feel good?" stocking: *nods* =///= Kid: "You must've had a long day..." *massages her shoulders* stocking: yeah no kidding...how were the games, babe? Kid: "Impressive...The student, Midoriya, won this round without using his ability." stocking: woah. Kid: *nods* "Truly remarkable." *readies the mobile showerhead* "After what his class did against supervillains at the training facility, he must have been prepared for such an outcome." stocking: i guess. Kid: *smiles* "Ready to rinse?" -elsewhere- Mori: *sips his drink* elise: *drawing* Mori: "???" *looks over her shoulder* -it's a drawing of shizuka with her head off, rain in a grave, and miura- Mori: "...That's...an interesting illustration, Elise." elise: it's all your secretaries. Mori: "...Yes, they are." elise: ^^ Mori: "...Do you miss Shizuka and Rain?" elise:...i guess. *shrugs* but shizuka's right behind that door. Mori: ^^; "But you promise not to tell anyone that's where Shizuka is, yes?" elise: im not gonna say anything. Mori: "Good, Elise." ^^ "...What do you think of Miura?" elise: ...i mean, i _did_ pull her head off once. Mori: "That is true. Do you like her more since doing so?" elise: maybe. as long as she isnt going psycho terminator mode. Mori: *small chuckle* "I know you'll be able to handle her if that were to happen. But I think she's been on good behavior." -elsewhere- Lucy: "Glad you got home safely." atsushi: yeah, same here. Lucy: *pats his head* "Did you have any problems?" atsushi:.......define 'problems' Lucy: "...Of the stalker variety?" atsushi: then just a lil, yeah. Lucy: *sigh* "Did he hurt you?" atsushi: no, luckily. Lucy: "..." *pats his cheek* "Be safe. You may have to go tiger on his butt." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *looking at a photograph* -it's of himself, higuchi, and rain- Chuuya: "..." ("Sonia looks so much like her...") sonia: ?? Chuuya: "??? Sonia? Can't sleep?" sonia: *looks* Chuuya: "...Do you recognize who's in the photo?" sonia: papa, aunt higuchi, and mama Chuuya: *smiles* "Yes." *points to Rain* "That's her. And you look like her..." sonia:....*looks at the mirror* do i? Chuuya: "...I think so." *smiles* sonia:....*lean* Chuuya: *pat pat* "Want some tea?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: "Okay..." *leaves her in front of the mirror, as he walks to the kitchen* "..." ("I can't not see him...") sonia:....(thinking: the demon isnt my father....the demon will never be my father) Chuuya: ("What he did to Rain...What the Rats said...I just can't...") sonia: ..... mito: *resting on sonia's lap* sonia:...good kitty... Chuuya: *heating the water, exits, sees Mito on Sonia's lap* "..." *smiles* "Want a snack?" sonia: yes please. *picks up mito* you're a nice kitty. you'll scare the mean ol rats away, right? mito: *mew* Chuuya: "Mito is good at chasing down rats..." sonia: *hug* mito: *purrs* Chuuya: *hugs back* sonia: =///= Chuuya: "You're a great child, Sonia..." sonia: thanks, papa. {naoya: that kid's gonna be depending on you, you know.} Chuuya: ("I know...But...I just...") sonia: =////= zzzz Chuuya: "..." *picks her up carefully* sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *takes her to her bed, tucking her in* sonia: *holding her bear* Chuuya: "..." *strokes her hair off her face, kisses her forehead* sonia: =w= Chuuya: "Sleep well, Sonia..." -elsewhere- Dazai: =w= kirako: zzzz mii: *standing guard outside the door* Dazai: *turns over, hugs Kirako* kirako: =///= Dazai: "Mmm...Zzz..." mii:...*taps the door* Dazai: "Huh?" *looks up* -tap tap- Dazai: *gets out of bed, opens the door* mii: *walking over to where the tea is* Dazai: "..." *sits there* "What's up?" mii: i was meaning to speak with you about that rodent i found a while ago. Dazai: "Oh?" *takes a cup* mii: do you recall it having a camera inside? well, after a little digging around, i've discovered our culprits. Dazai: "Oh? Who?" mii: the rats in the house of the dead, fittingly enough. Dazai: "Hmmm...Any location?" mii: it's difficult to detemine that, but i suggest you keep everyone alert. Dazai: "Understood." mii: in the mean time, i'll see if they hid any more cameras around. Dazai: "Thanks. Hate to think what they've recorded so far." mii: ...i'll be taking my stroll now if you dont mind. Dazai: "Hey, do what you gotta..." *opens the door* mii: *walking off* -elsewhere- FD: "Any new discoveries?" katya: <at the given moment, no> FD: "Hmm..." <Perhaps need to have some surveillance in additional locations.> katya: <when are you gonna pit me against enemies who actually put up a decent fight, huh?> FD: "..." *smiles* <I could have you practice...> katya: <my guns crave to kill> FD: "Hmm..." <I have one prisoner...> katya: <ugh, not the neet. she'll probably piss herself at best. i want someone i can actually enjoy fighting!> FD: *sigh* <Then why don't you take a walk and find someone to shoot?> katya: *hmph* <very well, i'll go play in the old sewers.> FD: <Have fun. Hide the bodies, collect their valuables.> katya: <will do> FD: *starts reviewing a file...* yana: trigger happy, that one. guess thats why they call her the 'silver bullet witch', huh? FD: *nods* "At least she meets her target. Helpful to have her right now." yana: *nods* FD: "Speaking of meeting one's target..." *hands Yana a photograph* "Try to find more info on this one." yana: hmm? *examining* *It's a photo of Izuku* FD: "Care to visit the Festival again?" yana: hmm...eh, sure. FD: *smiles* "Good girl." yana: still creepy! FD: "Yes." yana: -_-; -elsewhere- Poe: ^W^ rowena: tea's ready now. lenore: cool. Poe: "Thank you. It smells good." lenore: *looking at photographs* -one displays poe and rowena's other brother with his wife and daughter- lenore: there's more of you? Poe: *nod* "So to speak." rowena: *nods* henry would be the oldest of us. Poe: "It has been a while since I saw them...How old is she now?" rowena: i think emilia is 7 now. Poe: "...That's good." *sips, looking down* karl: o^o~? Poe: "..." *pets Karl* "H-Henry probably hasn't been interested in seeing me." rowena: should i call him and ask? Poe: .\\\. "I-I-I wouldn't go out of your way..." -elsewhere- Akitaru: *tossing in bed* {ami: papa!} {Akitaru: "Ami!"} {-she and chitose are burning-} {chitose: *screaming*} {Akitaru: *looking all around, trying to find a blanket or something...*} -knocking- Akitaru: *his eyes break open...he's covered in a cold sweat...he trips of the bed to the door* shinra: cant sleep.... Akitaru: "...Yeah. I can't either.....Have something to drink?" shinra: *nods* Akitaru: "Okay..." *goes with Shinra to the kitchen* "I'll have some milk...Want some? Or tea?" shinra: *nods* Akitaru: *starts making tea* "You having bad dreams?" shinra: just trouble sleeping i guess. Akitaru: *nods* "...A lot happening at once. Including missions." shinra: yeah...*his hands are shaking* Akitaru: "..." *holds his hand* shinra:...t-thanks dad. Akitaru: *smiles* "You're welcome. Just got to take things one day at a time." -elsewhere- Yohei: *hug* chie ^///^ Yohei: *smooch* "...You're huggable." chie: *hug* so are you~ Yohei: ^\\\^ "I try..." *rubs her back* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "..." *looking out a window* naoya: looking for something? Akutagawa: "...No. The streets seem quiet outside." naoya: ah. Akutagawa: "...You ever think there's something wrong with yourself?" naoya: what do you mean? Akutagawa: "...I wouldn't be like this if I wasn't so messed up. Dazai. The Tiger. There's something corrupted with me." naoya: .....need some tea or something? Akutagawa: "...Okay sure." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form, walking through village* -elsewhere- Kid: *hug, smooch* stocking: =///w///= Kid: *rests his head next to hers* "...Your hair smells great." stocking: thanks~ Kid: *smiles* *small kiss on her cheek* "I love you." stocking: i love you too, hun~<3 Kid: *closes his eyes, smiling, lying next to his wife* stocking: *smoooooch* Kid: ^\\\\^ -elsewhere- Joker: "Another beer?" scarlet: yeah, sure. ivy: *hic* hi-heebahnah y-yew fughkin bitch! i'll-i'll fugk-gin khill ya... Joker: "...Maybe not another beer for Ivy." *hands one to Scarlet* scarlet: no kidding. *sweatdrop* Joker: "Hey, Ivy? How would, you know, go about cornering Hibana? She's pretty powerful..." ivy: i dunnu...i jus...wanna shee her die, yknow? she pisshes me off shoo much. Joker: "Yeah, I hear ya. You tried the hostage thing, you tried breaking and entering...Maybe you need another strategy, like when she least expects it." -elsewhere- Kyoka: *snore* atsushi: *tucking her in* odasaku: like a real dad. atsushi: thanks. Kyoka: =w= *curls up under the sheets* atsushi:...*hands her her rabbit plushie* Kyoka: *happy sigh as she hugs her rabbit* atsushi: .... Kyoka: *her breathing grows more steady...* atsushi: *exits the room* Kyoka: "Dad...Mom..." odasaku:....*head pats* Lucy: *asleep on his couch* "Zzz..." atsushi: ....*puts blanket over her and carries her to his bed. he ended up taking the couch* Lucy: =w= ("Zzz...So comfy...") -elsewhere- Spirit: *has ice on his back* -____- sachiko: jeez. -_-; Spirit: "I think I'm out of the competition..." izumi: i think you're a champ, dad. Spirit: ^^; "Thanks, kiddo...At least I can watch the games on TV..." -elsewhere- Kepuri: "Scoot over." -elsewhere- Victor: *asleep at his work station* nozomi:...*puts a blanket over him* Victor: "Mmmm...Zzzz..." -elsewhere- sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *asleep in his bed* -silence- Chuuya: *tosses slightly* -...- {Chuuya: *hears a noise from Mori's office* "???"} {rain: *exiting, whimpering*} {Chuuya: "??? Rain?"} {rain: !!! m-mr nakahara!} {Chuuya: "You okay?"} {rain: y-yeah...j-just finishing up some last-minute work. ^^ *there are tears in her eyes, and she looks slightly disheveled*} {Chuuya: "..." *removes his handkerchief, offers it to her*} {rain: *wipes tears* i-im fine, really... ^^ } {Chuuya: "...Do you...need some help?"} {rain: *shakes head* t-thanks for offering though. ^^ } {Chuuya: "..." *looks past her into the office* "I can...give you a ride. Home."} {rain:....} {Chuuya: "...My car is just outside." *inside, he sees Mori*} {rain:...its fine....i can take a cab. im sure you're really busy right now...} {Chuuya: "...I'm not. But I don't want to make you..." *pulls out a card, hands it to her*} {rain: ?? *looks at it*} {*It has his cell phone number on it*} {rain:...*sniff*} {Chuuya: *soft smile* "If you ever need anything...just to talk..."} {rain:...ok} Chuuya: *whimpers in his sleep* -silence- Chuuya: *opens his eyes, rubbing his tears away* "...I missed everything." -...- Chuuya: *looks at the alarm clock: 4:14 AM* "..." *goes to the bathroom, splashes water in his face* -silence- Chuuya: *looks in the mirror* "...Rain...Why didn't I...It was so obvious." -...- Chuuya: "...Mori...All of it...Why didn't I stop it." -...- Chuuya: *closes his eyes--and only sees Rain's face* rain?: *tearfully smiling* Chuuya: *sobs* -...- Chuuya: *hugs himself, trying to get a grip...* -...- Chuuya: "Rain..." *crying* mito: *nuzzles his leg* Chuuya: "!!" *looks down* "..." *pets her* mito: ^w^ Chuuya: ("I'm not getting back to sleep any time soon...") *walks Mito to the kitchen* mito: *follows* Chuuya: *opens a tin of food, setting it onto a plate* mito: *nom nom* Chuuya: *starts brewing coffee...* *looks at his phone* -no new messages- Chuuya: "..." *pulls up news* -A Champ In The Making! Izuku Midoriya's Victory!- Chuuya: "Hmm...Good for him on that one. But that's gonna make him a target..." mito: *purrs* Chuuya: "..." *smiles at Mito, scratches lightly under her chin* "Good meal?" mito: *mewl* Chuuya: "That's good..." *finishes making his coffee* "..." *types a text* [can't sleep. just checking in] kouyou: [what's wrong?] Chuuya: [nightmare about something from earlier. still feel bad about rain] kouyou:..... [i see] Chuuya: [sonia reminds me so much of her] kouyou:..... [its mind boggling] Chuuya: "..." [yeah. sorry for waking you] kouyou: [if you need any help, let me know] Chuuya: [will do. thanks] -elsewhere- Vulcan: *stretches* *grunts* yu: zzzz *asleep on a cot* Vulcan: "???" ("Got to get him a decent bed...And not that hospital one that looks like Baymax.") -elsewhere- Kid: *kitten yawn* stocking: *making breakfast* Kid: *sniffs* "Smells good..." stocking: you want anything on it? *she's making pancakes* Kid: "Whipped cream?" -elsewhere- Benimaru: *holding up a burnt plate of food* "..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: "..." *opens his eyes, looking around* -morning daylight shines through the window- Todoroki: "...Oh, right." *looks at the blanket* "..." -it's a goddamn frozen blanket- Todoroki: o_____O *internal screaming* -elsewhere- Joker: *waking up, muttering in his sleep* "No more beer, Dad--I've had enough." -phone call- misora: wakey wakey, mr manager! Joker: -___-;; "My head has tiny men inside, hammering inside...Why are you calling so early?" misora: are you hung over? Joker: "Yes. Give me a status update." -elsewhere- Yohei: "...Shotaro, don't sleep on the dining table." Shotaro: *snoring* Kepuri: "...Could someone pass the salt?" -elsewhere- Karim: *buttoning his coat* foien: *streeeetch*.....*looks at his stub* ...... Karim: "...Ready to start drills?" -elsewhere- Izuku: *putting on a t-shirt* "I'm about to head out, Mom." inko: dont forget your phone, sweetie! Izuku: "Oh, right!" *unplugs it, grabs it from his desk, along with his keys and wallet* "And I charged it, too!" inko: ^^ Izuku: *hug* "I'll be home by curfew." -elsewhere- Meme: "Yummy!" mio: *nom* Anya: "Quite a variety of options at the Festival." tsugumi: it's got stuff from all over the world, some of these things i've never even _heard_ of! Anya: "Hmm...Oh! They have oysters! From the Rocky Mountains!" ???: i wouldnt do that if i were you. Anya: "???" twain: *waves* ebie: *nomming on a caramel apple* ^^ Anya: "Why shouldn't I have them? Would I be allergic?" twain: if you want to be on your knees hugging the porcelain throne, go nuts. Anya: o_o;;;; "How...crude." Meme: "Not the only reason to skip it..." *whistles innocently* tsugumi: *notices one game* ooh! Anya: "???" *looks at the game* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *stretching in the locker room* student: oi! araragi! you going to be at the concert today? Akutagawa: "Is it just noise, or does it have some redeeming aural value?" student:...huh? Akutagawa: "...Is the music going to be good?" student: oh! sure. Akutagawa: "...Might as well. Anyone else going?" -elsewhere- Gin: "...Well, this is foolish." miura: tell me about it. -_-; elise: -__-; Mori: "But they're matching outfits! You have to love them." higuchi:.....my eyes burn. Gin: =\\\\= "Kill me." hirotsu: i could, in theory, but i would rather not incite your brother's wrath. Gin: "Not literally." Mori: "Smile for the camera!" -elsewhere- Black Star: "Got the tickets?" soul: got 'em right here. kilik: awesome. Black Star: "Then let's do this!" -elsewhere- Q: *whistling* Kyoka: "Oh." Q: hmm? oh hiya traitor! Kyoka: "Hello. Are you still wetting your bed?" Q: have you met number 36 yet? atsushi: ._.; um... Q: oh, i know you! you're big bro dazai's new boy toy, right? Kyoka: "???" atsushi: *almost chokes* THAT'S NOT WHAT IS GOING ON! Kyoka: "..." *trying not to laugh* Q: oh. because akutagawa would get pretty mad if that were true. i think he wants to stick it up your bum. atsushi: ............*almost dies* odasaku: ...... *silent tears of shocked horror* Kyoka: *struggling to breathe, covering her face* Lucy: "Oh! There you two are!" *walks up--then sees Q* "..." Q: hmm? oh, is this the girl you pee in? atsushi: *FAINTS OUT OF PURE SHOCK* Kyoka: *catches Atsushi--still shaking as she tries to hold in laughter* Lucy: "..." *cracks her knuckles* "Oh, little boy~" ^^# Q: *pokes lucy's stomach* are you pregnant? atsushi: LUCY NO! Lucy: "..." .\\\. "YOU ODIOUS PARASITE! Anne! Smash!" anne: *BAM* Q: owie! Lucy: >\\\\\< Kyoka: *doubled over, laughing* atsushi: D8 Lucy: *picks up Atsushi* "Let's get you home. For your own sake. Not for anything else. At all." Kyoka: "...A likely story." Q: *pouts* meanies! im telling mori on you! *runs off* Kyoka: "...I wonder how he'll react upon hearing that you just beat up a member of the Port Mafia." Lucy: -\\\- "It was just a small smack." Q: you arent even with us anymore, traitor!...........but aunt kouyou might get mad..... oh noooooo Q_Q mama chuuya save me! Chuuya: -____-;; "That's not my name. And what the hell happened to your face?" Q: the weretiger's girlfriend is being mean! sonia: *peeeek* Chuuya: *sighs* "Q, what did you say to her?" Lucy: *spots Sonia* ^\\\^ Q: i asked if she was pregnant because- atsushi: *covers his mouth* he was saying silly kid stuff! ^^;;;;; Q: =n= Chuuya: "???" *looks at Kyoka* Kyoka: "..." *whispers in his ear* Chuuya: "..." sonia: ?? Kyoka and Chuuya: *doubled over, trying not to laugh* sonia: ????? Lucy: D:< "IT'S NOT FUNNY!" atsushi: .//////////. please kill me god. Kid: "I can arrange that." atsushi: *SCREAMS and jumps into a tree* Q_Q Q: hmm? hiya zebra man! Kid: "??? Oh, hello." Lucy: -_-; "Now I'm going to need a fireman to get the cat out of the tree..." sonia: ??? Kid: "??? Oh. Is that your sister?" *looks at Q, points at Sonia* atsushi: can we help you? *muttering* and why do you sound like dazai? Q: oh sonia?....*shrug* Chuuya: -_-; ("He's dense _and_ sounds stupid...") "She's my daughter." Kid: "...You're awfully young." Chuuya: "!!!" atsushi: she's adopted, actually. Kid: "Ah. Well, that answers all of my questions. Now, for my last order of business--" *picks up Q* Q: OuO; atsushi: WAIT DON- Kid: *dropkicks Q* "DISGUSTING ASYMMETRICAL GARBAGE!" Q:.... *smirks* Kid: *having kicked Q away, pats his hands* "There. I feel relieved." *turns around to face the others* -a hand print appears on kid's neck- Kyoka: ._.; "...He just kicked Q down the street..." Chuuya: -_-;;; "He'll get what's coming to him..." atsushi: *SCREAMS* SOMEONE CALL DAZAI! Kid: "??? What?" Q: *grins and pulls his doll out. it's laughing* Kid: "???? Oh! My wife has a doll, too! I'm glad to see a young boy willing to play with dolls and not be constrained by gender normatives about--" *sees Atsushi* atsushi: *grabs the doll* IMDOINGYOUAFAVOR! Q: D8< HEY! I WAS GONNA CURSE HIM WITH THAT! Kid: "...Curse me with a doll?" *happy sigh* "That's just like my Stocking. She's so--" *realizes* "YOU WERE GOING TO CURSE ME?!" Q: OuO;;; *murderous smile at atsushi* you rotton shit. Kyoka: "You may not kill him yet. He and Lucy have not yet had congress--" Lucy: o\\\\\o -after an explanation [obviously leaving out the whole 'mafia' thing]- Kid: Q____Q "...Get this mark off of me." stocking: *worried* atsushi: oh! there he is now. stocking:...oh, you're that weird guy from a while back. -__-; Q: *pouts* Dazai: "Hello! I'm here to save you all!" *puts on a long rubber glove* "Drop your pants and bend over." Kid: ._. stocking: D8< Kid: "It's on my neck!" atsushi: *hands dazai the doll* Q: aww, no fair. i bet cursing a death god would have been hilarious. Dazai: "..." *takes the doll* "I don't know why they let Q play with these things like this." stocking: *looks at chuuya* what is wrong with that kid? Chuuya: *frowns* "It's...a condition. Tactile." stocking:...... Q:.... stocking: well, we'll be off now. *hugs kid and exits with him* Kid: =\\\= Chuuya: "...Come along, Q, Sonia." sonia:....... Q:.....*sniff* Lucy: *sighs* "This was all bizarre." atsushi: no kidding.....thanks again, dazai. that could have been disastrous. Dazai: "Maybe...I mean, he is a death god. Maybe he could've survived it and-- ... DEATH GOD?! Wait a minute! You think he knows suicidal techniques?" atsushi: dazai no. Dazai: -3- Lucy: *shakes her head* Kyoka: *thumbs down* -elsewhere- Relan: "I got the drinks!" shinra: awesome! -elsewhere- Assi: *hanging upside down from the storm gutter on the roof* DX -elsewhere- yana: *walking around* .... ???: "Lost, little lady?" yana: *shaft head tilts back* nyeh? ???: owo; "...I was just asking--" yana: you!....who're you? Steinbeck: "J-Johnny. Steinbeck. John Steinbeck. Johnny John Steinbeck--" yana: woah, chill dude, i just asked who you were, not for your life story. Steinbeck: "...I can tell it to you. I grew up with vines everywhere--" yana: uuh huh. cool story bro. Steinbeck: owo;;;; "...Are you going to the Festival?" yana: i've been going for the past few days. *sips her soda* Steinbeck: "Oh? You enjoying it?" yana: *shrugs* gives me something to do. dad said i could use the fresh air. Steinbeck: "Oh...You live with your dad?" yana: ....a bunch of people actually. big house. Steinbeck: "Oh! I come from a big family, too." ^^ yana: oh. cool. Steinbeck: "...What's your name?" yana: call me 'yana'. *sips* i'd ask you the same thing, but you just told me. like. 5 times. Steinbeck: *giggles* "Yeah...You like grape soda?" yana: hold up. *kicks mineta into the trash* .....he was lookin at us funny. Mineta: *bouncing in the trash can, screaming "DAMN IT!"* Steinbeck: "...Thanks for doing that." -elsewhere- Bakugo: *passes dish along* "Here you go." eijiro: awesome! *nom nom* Bakugo: "One good thing I can say about the Festival: good eats. Almost makes the weaklings around here worth it." eijiro: *nom nom* Bakugo: "So, who you think will get eliminated next?" eijiro: probably that monoma guy. he's a dick. Bakugo: "Tch. No kidding. Dude's got so many hangups that's just a walking ball of creep." Monoma: *hiding behind potted plants* *glare* eijiro: i dont know what's up his butt, but he needs to get over it. Bakugo: "I bet it's still Itsuka's foot up his ass." Monoma: "!!!!" eijiro: oooh. sick burn. Bakugo: "As sick as he is in the head--" Monoma: *pops from the plants--covered in leaves* "I AM NOT SICK IN THE HEAD, YOU HOT-HEAD AND COLD, HARD MAN!" eijiro: *SCREAMS AND THROWS HIS CHICKEN AT HIM* Monoma: *chicken'd* X_X *KO'ed* Bakugo: "...Did he just get defeated by fried chicken?" -elsewhere- Gin: "Happy to get out of that ridiculous outfit." miura: seconded. Gin: "...Is his mind going?" miura: it's anyone’s guess. i'll schedule a therapy appointment for him. Gin: "Thank you....Do you like this work?" miura: *shrugs* it's all i know, so sure. Gin: "Given what I've seen Motojiro accomplish, he could always adjust your work." miura: perhaps. and given his apprentice working as hard as she is... Gin: "How is she, by the way?" miura:....she's certainly energetic. -_-; ayako: MYEE HE HE HE! XD Gin: "...??? What is that noise?" miura: best not to question it. *knock on the locker room door* miura: ?? *x-ray vision on* *Motojiro is outside, shoving Ayako* Motojiro: "Go in! Leave me alone for a bit!" -WHAM- ayako: *falls face first* OOF! >3< ..... oh heya! Gin: "...Hello." -elsewhere- Arthur: "Brave knights! Take your steeds and assemble!" child: ._.; child 2: who is this guy? child 3: *raises hand* where's the teacher? Arthur: *is on a hobby horse* "I am your leader now! I will teach you the ways of chivalry, jousting, and how to roast a boar and cure the meat for proper storage in the winter!" girl: ._.; *Muffled screams are heard from the closet* -elsewhere- Kepuri: *wearing metallic butterfly wings* "Okay, keep the camera rolling...This is Iron Butterfly, Test Number 1." akaderu: *thumbs up, recording* Kepuri: *thumbs up--and presses a switch...the wings start flapping* "It's working! This is great!" *The wings start flapping faster--and go so fast they bury her into the ground* mana: oh shit. Kepuri: @~@ "My legs hurt now..." Emine: "..." -elsewhere- Kunikida: "...You all look like a mess." atsushi: long day. Lucy: -\\\- Kyoka: *sly smile* Kunikida: "In any case, I have one task for you." *hands paperwork* "And you have mail." kenji: hmm? atsushi: oh? Kyoka: *looks at Kenji* Kunikida: "From that model." atsushi: oooh. her. *excalibur face* Lucy: "...Who is 'her'?" -one explanation later- Lucy: "...Hmph." atsushi: dazai, could you read it? my head is still spinning from today. Dazai: "On it!" *opens the letter* " 'Dear cutie-potootie--'" Lucy: -_-; atsushi: *gags* why? Dazai: " 'I saw you in the sports competition thingie on TV. Congratulations! You were really doing well out there, running back and forth and stuff.'" -Dazai was reading all of this with a Valley Girl voice...- atsushi: -_-; Dazai: " 'I'll be recording the other rounds--so you better not lose, 'cause when you win, I'll give you a big hug and kiss! x's and o's.' Signed Honey Crisp." atsushi: *throws up in the garbage can* Lucy: D8> Kunikida: "..." *sighs* Dazai: owo;;; "....Maybe ginger ale, sweetie?" atsushi: in perspective.....having akutagawa stalking me sounds just about dandy. -___-; Kyoka: "...Never say that." atsushi: .x.; Lucy: *rubs his back* -elsewhere- Izuku: "Where's the best spot for the concert?" tsuyu: how about over there? Izuku: "Oh, great! Let's go!" -elsewhere- Mori: "And then she hit you, Q?" Q: TT3TT *nods* Mori: "Hmm...That was mean of her. I don't know whether that technically violates the agreement we have with the Agency, as that girl is not with them officially..." Q: *pouts* elise: =n= Mori: "Elise, what do you think we should do to her?" elise: *shrug* Mori: "..." *smiles* "I think we'll have a meeting with her..." -elsewhere- Tsukiyo: *sets out the food* "Just about ready for the watch party!" fang-hua: awesome! Konro: "Should be enjoyable. The games so far have been competitive." Tsukiyo: "So the concert should be even better!" -elsewhere- Kid: "Y-You're sure the mark is gone?" stocking: *hands him a mirror* -yep, it's gone- Kid: *sigh* "Thank goodness..." *falls back* stocking: *stroking his head and hums* Kid: =w= stocking: ^^ Kid: "Thank you..." *closes his eyes* -elsewhere- Vulcan: *laughing at an online video...* iris: *small chuckle* Vulcan: "Ha ha ha...Check this out. A giraffe was just born...It's so freaking cute." shinra: .-. Vulcan: "See? There's the mother tending to her child. And then--" *loud noises heard on the video* ???: "Kill that motherfucker!" -someone in video got tazed- shinra: .___.;;; Patty: *passed out in the grass* Vulcan: "...Sister? Why does that girl kinda look like you?" iris: i think that's takeru's girlfriend? Vulcan: "Huh. Hope she has a good lawyer." Baby Giraffe: Q~Q -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Lunch is ready." sonia: *nom* Chuuya: "You like pasta?" sonia: *nod* Chuuya: *smiles* "It was a favorite of mine growing up, too." -elsewhere- Bakugo: "DOWN IN FRONT!" itsuka: hmm? Bakugo: "Can't see the stage..." -3- guy: WOOOOO! Todoroki: "..." ochako: *levitating them* how's that? itsuka: woah! Todoroki: "!!!" Bakugo: "Oh, sweet, I can see things." -elsewhere- Kunikida: "That's it for today. Go home." atsushi: *nods* Lucy: "Want dinner at home, or go out?" atsushi: maybe we could have dinner at home? Lucy: "Okay. Order in, or are you expecting me to cook something?" atsushi: just leave it to me ^^ Lucy: ^^ "Good." Kyoka: "Make it tasty." -elsewhere- yana: <im home!> FD: <Welcome. How did it go?> yana: <well, found out the guild remnants have a new leader of sorts> FD: <A capable leader?> yana: <from what i gather. but we'll see soon enough.> *smirks* FD: <Indeed. Something to look forward to...> -elsewhere- Poe: *shiver* karl: O^O~? Poe: "...Just felt something off..." karl: *resting on his head* Poe: *pet pet* ^^ karl: =w= Poe: *opens a new notebook, starts jotting* -elsewhere- Kepuri: *spits up dirt* "That was awful..." -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: "I finished the forms." mary: awesome! louisa: that's good to know. ^^ Fitzgerald: "And what have you all been up to?" -elsewhere- Monoma: X____X pony: nate? you ok? Monoma: "I was hit by chicken...I'm dead now." pony: ._.; chicken man: i didnt do anything! pony:.... *picks him up* i'll take ya to da nurse, den. Monoma: X____X "My head hurts..." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "...The music wasn't terrible." naoya: at least you got to enjoy yourself, today, right? Akutagawa: "Eh..." -elsewhere- Hibana: *sighs* hanako: hmm? Hibana: "Oh, nothing, sweetie." *smiles* "Just a lot on Mommy's mind." hanako: oh.... *resting her head on her lap* Hibana: *strokes her head* "Feeling okay?" hanako: yeah Hibana: "...I love you." hanako: love you too, mama. Hibana: ^^ *pat pat* -elsewhere- Joker: *sipping milk* "Ugh..." scarlet: how you holding up? Joker: "Fine enough--just overdid it on the drink. Needed something to settle my stomach." scarlet: ah. Joker: *passes a plate of cookies--all poker symbol shaped* scarlet: *nom* Joker: ^^ "Old recipe I had." -elsewhere- Akitaru: "..." *holds up a drawing* "Who did this?" *he's designed like a gorilla* iris: hibana sent that in the mail, today. Akitaru: "..." *hands it to Iris* "Burn it." -elsewhere- Hawthorne: *holding a cross, rubbing his thumb along it* -silence- Hawthorne: *sighs* ("Please, God...") -...- Hawthorne: "..." *starts weeping* -...- Hawthorne: *tosses the cross down, covering his face* -.....- Hawthorne: *sobbing--as he starts slapping his wrist* "Stupid stupid stupid..." -.....- Hawthorne: "You're so stupid! What did you think was going to happen?!" -...- Hawthorne: *collapses against the wall...curls up in a ball and sobs* -silence- Hawthorne: *continues sobbing silently* -in another room- keek: *whimpering* i wanna go home soon.... *knock knock* keek: !?! w-who is- Hawthorne: "It's me." keek: oh....i see.... Hawthorne: "...May I enter?" keek:...s-sure, whatever. Hawthorne: *enters* "...Oh." keek: *she's by herself, huddled under a blanket on a makeshift bed* Hawthorne: "...Not the most comfortable beds here." keek:...its something.... Hawthorne: "...This place?...It is...not good." keek:...*tears falling* i never asked for this... Hawthorne: "...No one does." *sits beside her* keek: i've seen some messed up shit on the deep web. i-i thought i'd be prepared for something like this... b-but this...i-its too much....i just want my mom. *crying* Hawthorne: "..." *pats her shoulder* keek: *crying* Hawthorne: "...I'm sorry. This is...a trying time, to be sure." keek: a-am i just a bad kid? Hawthorne: "...No. No, you are not." keek: *sniff* Hawthorne: "This is...This has to be part of God's plan." keek:...d-does he hate us? Hawthorne: "No, no...He doesn't. God loves all of his children." keek: ..... Hawthorne: "We can't know what He wants...We just have to believe He knows what he is doing..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: "...Well, good night." fuyumi: night. Todoroki: *nods, turns and starts walking* -...- {Todoroki: *a child, hiding*} {-BOOM-} {???: get out here. NOW!} {Todoroki: *shudders, pushes himself further back under his bed*} {???: i know you're in there!} {Todoroki: *shaking, trying to keep quiet*} -...- Todoroki: "???" *his hand has moved to his scar--and he quickly pulls back his hand with a grunt* -silence- Todoroki: *shakes his head, keeps walking* -elsewhere- stocking: better? Kid: *nods* "Thanks..." stocking: any time, babe *smooch* Kid: =w= "So soft..." stocking: ^^ Kid: *hug* *sighs* "This is perfect..." stocking: *humming* Kid: *closes his eyes, resting with her* stocking: i love you so much, you know that? Kid: *opens his eyes, looks at her...nods* "...I do." *smiles* "But I appreciate the reminder--as if my love for you was not already a reminder." stocking: *chuckles and holds him* Kid: =w= *hugs her* "I love you." -elsewhere- Gin: "More?" *hold wine bottle* -elsewhere- Relan: "Zzz..." shinra: *tucks him in* Relan: =w= "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *asleep on the couch* mito: =w= sonia: zzzz Chuuya: *shifts slightly, pulling the blanket over himself and Sonia* sonia: *hug* Chuuya: *happy sigh, holds her close* -...- {Chuuya: *flipping through photos on his phone*} {rain: hmm? what are you looking at?} {Chuuya: .\\\. "!!! N-Nothing!" *on his phone is a photo of a younger Kouyou with a small boy wearing a big hat*} {rain: is that you?} {Chuuya: .\\\\\. *nods*} {rain: ^^ you looked really adorable....n-not implying you arent adorable now! *muttering* i mean your more handsome than adorable.. i-i mean- } {Chuuya: -\\\\- "I get it, I get it...Th-Thanks...Kouyou just insisted on sending old pics to me."} {rain: i see.} {Chuuya: "...This isn't fair. I should get to see a pic of you when you were a kid."} {rain:...i dont exactly have any on me...} {Chuuya: "...Oh. Sorry. ... Um...Want to see another one?"} {rain: sure ^^} Chuuya: *shudders* sonia: *shifting in her sleep* Chuuya: *opens his eyes* "??" sonia: zzzz Chuuya: "..." *tucks her in a bit more, looking up at the ceiling* -silence, the lights from the cars driving past shining on the ceiling- Chuuya: *closes his eyes, sighs* -elsewhere- Mori: "..." {Mori: "Do you like it here?"} {shizuka: *nods* i think this office will work nicely, mr mori. ^^ } {Mori: "I'm happy to hear. I imagine this will take getting used to, so if you have a question, please feel free to ask."} {shizuka: *nods* understood, sir.} {Mori: "I also would like to call in for lunch. Tell me, what do you like to eat?"} {shizuka: oh, it's alright. i brought my own for today, but i appreciate the offer, sir. ^^ } {Mori: "Not even a dessert?"} {shizuka: ah! darn i forgot. *sigh*} {Mori: "Then let me order you something. Name it."} {shizuka: eh? are you sure about that, sir? i-i mean you're probably busy-} {Mori: "I'm making time, because I want to make sure you are taken care of while you are at work." *smiles*} {shizuka: *small blush* um...t-thank you, i guess.} {Mori: "You're welcome." *sets a menu down in front of her, looks over her shoulder* "Pick what you wish. I'm buying."} -...- Mori: *sighs* "...I want something sweet." -silence- Mori: *hits the intercom* -elsewhere- Emine: "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *turning in his sleep* -knocks on his door- Akutagawa: =___= *gets out of bed, answers the door* -it was gin- Akutagawa: *opens the door* "...Hello." gin: cant sleep? Akutagawa: "..." *shakes his head* "How did you know?" gin: sisterly instincts. Akutagawa: "..." *small laugh* "...Care to come in?" gin: *opens the door* *small nod* Akutagawa: "...Thanks." *sits down* "Can't sleep either?" gin: *shrugs* anything bothering you? Akutagawa: "...My regard for the Tiger." gin: ah. Akutagawa: "...I wonder what I should be doing..." gin: did you try telling him? Akutagawa: "...I did not get the answer I wanted." gin: ...*pats his back* Akutagawa: *shudders* "...I'm never going to convince him, am I?" gin: who knows. Akutagawa: "...I don't know what to do. I feel like I've wasted my time." gin: ....*hug* Akutagawa: "..." *hug* *sniff* gin: its going to be ok. Akutagawa: "...I hope so..." -elsewhere- Yohei: "It's okay, buddy..." *pat pat* toru: *hic* chie: *rocking him and humming* toru: .... Yohei: *smiles* ("She's so good at this...") chie: *humming* toru:.....zzzzz chie: *sigh* Yohei: *smiles at her* -elsewhere- Kyoka: "Zzz..." atsushi: *tucking her in* Kyoka: *smiles, resting more comfortably* atsushi:....*sighs and relaxes on the couch* .... Oda: How are you feeling? atsushi: alright, i guess. Oda: That's good. You deserve the rest. atsushi: *smiles and yawns* night. Oda: ...Good night. -elsewhere- Kunikida: "..." *unbuttons his shirt, lies down in bed* -silence- Kunikida: *stares up at the ceiling, arms behind his head* "..." *sighs* -...- Kunikida: "Hmph." *takes off his glasses, sets them on his nightstand, and turns off the lights* -elsewhere- Akitaru: *sipping milk, walks into the garage* karin: zzzzz *asleep at her desk* Akitaru: "..." *takes a blanket, drapes it over her shoulders* karin: =w= Akitaru: *looks at her...then at what she is building* -it appears to be a pair of fisticuffs- Akitaru: *looks at the size of them against his own hands* -on the desk is a picture of karin and irina as kids- Akitaru: "..." ("To lose someone in your family...") -...- {ami: when i gwo up, im gonna be big and stwong just like you, papa!} {Akitaru: "Oh, really? Let me see that strength..." *holds up his palm*} {ami: *high five* hehe! ^^ } Akitaru: *sets down the photo carefully, exits the garage* -early morning- Chuuya: *yawns, opens his eyes...looks around* sonia: *asleep* mito: zzz Chuuya: *smiles* *nudge nudge* sonia: mmn? *yawn* morning, papa. Chuuya: "Good morning. Sleep okay?" sonia: *nods* i got to see mama in my dream again. she's making lots of friends. Chuuya: "..." *sad smile* "Really? That's really good. She talked with you?" sonia: *nods* she misses us a lot....i miss her too... Chuuya: "..." *nods* "That makes sense...We love her. And I wish she was back too..." *pats her head* "At least she is watching over you." sonia: ^^ Chuuya: "And I'm here, too. *hug* sonia: *hug* Chuuya: "Your mom and I love you, Sonia." -elsewhere- Kid: *washing his hair* stocking: *streeeeetch* Kid: *smiles* "Sleep well?" stocking: *nods* you? Kid: "Quite well..." *his voice gets muffled, as he puts his head under the water to rinse* -elsewhere- Izuku: "Morning, Mom!" *he's in All Might pajamas* inko: morning sweetie. *kiss on the forehead* Izuku: ^\\\^ "I had a lot of fun at the concert! And I'm excited about the Festival! There's so much to do there!" inko: ^^ Izuku: "Want me to bring something home? They have delicious spongecake..." -elsewhere- yuuji:....*staring at the ceiling*....*sigh* *his phone buzzes* yuuji: *checking it* hmm? Aizawa: [where are you?] yuuji: [at the apartment. just woke up] Aizawa: [hurry up to the school. pick up cat food. Dry Bones brand. will pay you back] yuuji: ... [k] Aizawa: [thanks] -elsewhere- Shotaro: "Breakfast is almost done! How y'all want your eggs?" -elsewhere- Stein: *walking to school, carrying a first aid kit* "Wonder why Aizawa needed both of us..." valentine: hopefully there are survivors. Stein: "True. In any case, will offer good time to analyze the subjects..." Aizawa: "Yo." *waves* "Over here." -inside- Aizawa: *puts on his coat, steps into the hallway* valentine: so what's the damage? Aizawa: "Nothing too terrible. Just a fight that got out of hand..." Monoma: -____x valentine: i see. Bakugo: "HE STARTED IT!" valentine: both of you just chill out. -_-; *administering the tranquilizers* Monoma and Bakugo: *both collapse on the bed* Bakugo: *drooling* "Stoopid tranq..." Monoma: "Mah mooh mah..." valentine: -_-; Aizawa: "Thank you. Please tend to their wounds." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *holding coffee* naoya: sleep well? Akutagawa: "A bit better after speaking with Gin." naoya: ah. Akutagawa: "...Just still feel conflicted." -elsewhere- Hawthorne: "Zzz..." RHOD member: oi, get up. Hawthorne: =_= *sits up* "I'm awake..." *turns over--and sees his Bible on the floor* "..." -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *sips tea* "So Bram, are you feeling better?" bram: a little bit, yes. *sigh* Fitzgerald: "...It is a difficult condition, isn't it?" bram: *nods* though it isnt nearly as bad as it used to be. when i was a child, i couldnt even leave my bed because i was so ill. Fitzgerald: "..." *nods* "That sounds horrible." bram: it was horrible. Fitzgerald: "...Well, I'm glad you have made some progress. And that you have help." bram: *nods* when i first met mary, she was being attacked by wolves, she didnt look like she had means of protecting herself, so i had to step in and chase them off. i sort of became a bodyguard for her after that incident. Fitzgerald: "Hmm...I'm surprised, given how different you two seem." bram: *nods* despite all the misfortunes that befall her, she always looks to the brighter side. it's a rather admirable trait to have in this world. Fitzgerald: "..." *looks down into his tea* "I suppose so...Would need to if we want to move forward." -elsewhere- Arthur: *wearing an All Might mask* shinra: ?? Relan: "...You actually bought one of those at the Festival?" Arthur: *muffled* "A knight must wear a helmet." tamaki: *sighs* *she has on a wild wild pussycats t-shirt* Relan: "Cool shirt, Tamaki!" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looks at burrito stand* "..." eijiro: whats up? Todoroki: "Debating what to eat." -elsewhere- Lucy: *rolling out pizza dough* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "File this." atsushi: ?? Kunikida: "??? Problem?" atsushi: *shakes head* i'll get right to it, sir! Kunikida: "Thank you." *looks back at the letter* -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form, chewing a slipper* -elsewhere- Kyoka: "Anticipating what the next round will be?" atsushi: not sure. Kyoka: "I hope it is one you win." atsushi: me too. Kyoka: "??? Oh. Hello." Chuuya: "Hey." atsushi: good luck! OwO;;; Chuuya: "...Relax. He's not here." atsushi: who? oh...right... ahahahaha....haaaa.... ^^;;;; Chuuya: "So, you two enjoying the festivities? I was going to take Sonia on some of the rides." atsushi: sounds good. sonia: *staaaare* Kyoka: "..." *waves* "Hello, Sonia." sonia: *waves* eijiro: eeeey! ozaki! what's up? sonia: ??? Chuuya: ^^;; "Not much..." eijiro: ?? who's that? your sister or something? sonia: no, he's my papa. eijiro: ^^........ OuO; Chuuya: o\\\w\\\o "...It's a long story." odasaku: awkwaaaard. Chuuya: "...Sweetie, this is one of my classmates, Eijiro." eijiro: um....hiiii? .u.;;; sonia:....spiky. Chuuya: "..." *small chortle* -elsewhere- Mori: "The others are at that Festival?" kouyou: seems so. Mori: "Hmm. Hope it yields good results...The child?" kouyou: *glare* you wont be laying a single finger on my granddaughter, understood~? ^^# Mori: owo;;;; "I was thinking nothing of the kind!" kouyou: you better not be. Mori: owo;;;;;;;;;;;; "...I still think she would enjoy a playdate with Elise." -elsewhere- Hibana: "More cotton candy?" hanako: yep! mikami: ^^ Hibana: "Here you go..." *plucks some for Hanako* -elsewhere- Dazai: *sitting on the balcony* namiko: TT~TT Dazai: "??? Hey, what's wrong?" namiko: everything pretty much.....the river looks nice today. how deep do you think it is? Dazai: "Oh! Oh! I know this one! It's three me's deep!" namiko: ......so from this height, i wont break my neck then. Dazai: "..." *calmly turns his head, still smiling* ^^# "...What?" namiko: uhh..... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Q___Q;;; Dazai: "Why would you want to do that?" namiko: my life is too stressful, my quirk just causes problems, my own parents forget i even exits half the time *mutter mutter* Dazai: "Yo, kid...What is our Quirk?" namiko: uhhhhhh..... Dazai: QWQ "...And why are my eyes burning?" namiko: *absconds* Dazai: "!!! Wait, don't just go!" -she escaped- Dazai: "...." *starts rubbing his eyes* "Jeez..." -elsewhere- Motojiro "..." *sighs* "Quiet." ayako: *sneak sneak sneak sneak* .u. Motojiro: *putting together a lemon device...* -elsewhere- Tachihara: *grunts* hirotsu: ?? Tachihara: "Just not feeling this, man. I think I need to have an actual opponent." -elsewhere- Gin: *in casual wear and a jacket* "Ready to ride?" *holds up a motorcycle helmet* higuchi: *nods* naoya: *thumbs up* Gin: *puts on her helmet, gets on the cycle* "Hold on tight." higuchi: *holding on* Gin: *starts the engine--and takes off* -elsewhere- Yumi: "More crayons, sweetie?" shiori: *nods* Yumi: *opens a new box* "Here you go! Just remember to draw on the paper only." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *his face is painted like a cat* "..." ochako: hehe, cute. Todoroki: "I was pressured into it." Izuku: ^^ *his face is painted like a bunny* ochako: brb. *goes to the stand, later she returns with her face painted like a puppy* Todoroki: "...Ha. That suits you." Izuku: *thumbs up* ochako: ^u^ Izuku: "Come on! Let's get a photo. You two first!" ochako: peace! *v sign* Todoroki: "Um..." *SNAP* ochako: hehe ^^ Todoroki: -\\\- Izuku: "Came out great!" *shows the pic* ochako: awesome! Izuku: "Yeah, you two look good in it." Todoroki: .\\\\. ochako: *giggles* you look adorable, todoroki. Todoroki: "...Th-Thank you." -elsewhere- Benimaru: "...May I ask a question?" kirei: yes? Benimaru: "...My shoulders feel a bit sore." kirei: *rubbing his shoulders* Benimaru: *sigh* "Thank you...That is nice..." kirei: *smiles* Benimaru: "Kirei...I...love..." kirei: *smooch* i love you too. Benimaru: =\\\= *hugs her* kirei: u///u Benimaru: *rests his head against her chest* "...Your heart." kirei: *hug* Benimaru: *soft hum* "Thank you." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Another slice?" -elsewhere- Aizawa: "Good work. I appreciate the cat food." yuuji: no prob. Aizawa: "How much was it?" *pulls out his wallet with his scarf* -elsewhere- Akitaru: *looking at a mannequin--which has some tech on it* "Nice threads." karin: thanks. it's a little pet project im working on. Akitaru: *looking behind it* "Got a name for it?" -elsewhere- Bakugo: *walking slowly with a slight limp* -elsewhere- Dazai: "--and then she ran away." yosano: huh. Dazai: "Any idea what was up with her?" *still rubbing his eyes* "Gah, they still burn..." yosano: hold on a sec. *hands him eye drops and pulls her phone out* Dazai: "Thanks..." *puts in drops* "What you looking up?" yosano: did she look like this? -on the screen is a photo of the pro hero, teary blue- Dazai: "That's her! I think. My eyes are still recovering." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Better head home. Be safe getting back." atsushi: good night! ^^; Kyoka: "Good night." *waves at Sonia* sonia: *wave wave* Kyoka: "That went well. You didn't get stalked." atsushi: ^^; Kyoka: "Want to stop by somewhere for food?" atsushi: sure! Kyoka: "Tofu. And dessert." -elsewhere- Gin: "Just up that hill..." *Gin parks the motorcycle...where a blanket is left...with a picnic basket* higuchi: wow, the view is amazing! Gin: *nods* "I scouted it out for earlier missions. Thought it would be the best location..." *holds Higuchi's hand* higuchi: ^/////^ Gin: *leads her to sit on the blanket, as she removes food from the basket* -elsewhere- Hawthorne: *covering his ears* -___-;;; zoey: *moaning* FD: *grunting, slapping her bottom* Hawthorne: "It never ends..." keek: TT____TT i feel sick. Hawthorne: "..." *pats her shoulder* "Let's get you some ginger ale." keek: *sniff* Hawthorne: "...I'm sorry." FD: "Take it harder..." zoey: ah~! FD: "So close...So close..." *rests his fingers along her neck* zoey: nnh~<3 FD: *he pants--thrusts harder, his fingers increasing their grip along her neck, and then--* "ahhhh…" zoey: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~<3<3<3<3 FD: *cums inside her, his body shivering, his hand vibrating along her neck...before it shifts down, massaging her side* "Ah...God damn..." zoey: *panting, her whole body shaking* ah~ FD: *pulls himself out of her, massaging her sides* "How did that feel...having all of that inside you?" zoey: *pant* f-feels so good... FD: "I am glad to hear...It was excellent for me as well." *his fingers slide into her* zoey: ah~<3 *blush* FD: *his teeth bite lightly on her ear, as he massages her inner walls...he rubs himself along her side* zoey: *panting* m-master~ FD: "mmnn..." *licks behind her ear, his thumb along her clitoris...he's already getting hard again* keek: *urk* Hawthorne: *covers her ears* -elsewhere- Kid: *cuddle* stocking: =///////= *purrs* Kid: "Hee hee..." *smooch, pats her hip* stocking: *nuzzle* hehe~ Kid: *sniffs her hair* "It's fruity..." stocking: =////w////= Kid: *kisses the back of her neck, under her hair* stocking: this is nice. Kid: "Mmm..." *holds her, breathing steadily* -elsewhere- Kepuri: *sips her beer* "...Not bad." -elsewhere- Todoroki: "..." *walking* yuuji: .... Todoroki: *spots Yuuji...narrows his eyes* yuuji: yo. Todoroki: "The former villain." yuuji: i have a name, you know. Todoroki: "Then actually earn the privilege of being called it." yuuji: tch-, you must think your hot shit because you’re the son of the number two hero, huh? whatever, its none of my business- Todoroki: "I think I am powerful and capable because I am. My parents have nothing to do with it. My actions speak for themselves--as do yours." yuuji: .... whatever. im not trying to be a hero or villain or anything here. im just trying to find a purpose in life, i guess. Todoroki: "...I guess that is all anyone can do. I can relate." yuuji: that's why i enrolled in the general department. im not exactly 'hero material'. im just me. Todoroki: "And why should anyone believe you won't continue being a villain?" yuuji: because the only reason i had to be a villain is long gone... *his eyes look dull* Todoroki: "...Oh." yuuji: .....*rubs his eyes* Todoroki: "...Need to sit?" yuuji: ....let me just get something from the machine real quick. *gets a soda* Todoroki: "..." *looks at flavors available* yuuji: i guess this is the part where i start elaborating my tragic backstory to you, right? Todoroki: "...I suppose so." *gets a cinnamon cola...He chills it with his touch* yuuji: when i was just a kid, my mom kind of walked out on us. few days later, my old man took his pistol and just... *puts his fingers to his head like a gun and 'pulls the trigger'* bang. Todoroki: "...Oh." yuuji: i ended up in foster home after foster home after that. one night, i got bored and just kind of left. decided to hang around the graveyard....that's where i met sachi. Todoroki: "Sachi?" yuuji: sachi inaba... her home life...she was way worse off than i was. her parents were one of those extremely religious nutjobs. we're talking westboro level nutjobs. they treated her like complete shit, all because she had a quirk. Todoroki: "...And so you two..." yuuji: we just took off. sachi was angry at the world. she wanted to make it pay for all she was put through. she thought 'if they wanted to treat me like the bad guy, then i'll become the badguy'. of course, this was after a few weeks of getting to know each other first, i mean, we didnt just elope on the first meeting, that'd just be silly. Todoroki: "...So you acted like villains." yuuji: yeah, eventually kurogiri found us and brought us in....sachi was happy. she had the life of freedom she always wanted for so long, and i just wanted to be by her side...then....*he is tearing up* she was....killed by mafiosos...by some...shadowy demon....i-it wasnt tokoyami, it was...something different... Todoroki: "...I'm sorry." yuuji: well, now you know my reasons, right? Todoroki: "Yes." yuuji: if you still want to judge, then judge all you damn well please. *sips his drink and sighs* Todoroki: "...Everyone has an origin story. Yours clarifies your motive." yuuji: i guess...its getting late, i should head home. thanks for the talk, i guess. hitoshi: *listening from behind a tree* ..... Todoroki: ".. Thanks for sharing. Night." -elsewhere- Kunikida: "..." *looking at sweets at bakery* ranpo: *nom* Kunikida: *takes a cookie* "Any idea about the Rats?" -elsewhere- Shamrock: *wipes off table* himawari: *tending to plants* Shamrock: "How are the plants?" himawari: doing well. Shamrock: "...They look healthier than ever." himawari: *small smile* Shamrock: "You must be treating the plants well." himawari: *nods* Shamrock: "Good work..." *sets out plates and cups* "I'll finish the tea." himawari: ^^ Shamrock: "Milk? Honey?" himawari: sure. Shamrock: *pours tea, then starts to add milk* "Say when." -elsewhere- Anya: *holding large bags of Festival souvenirs* -elsewhere- Hibana: "There you go..." *has made a flower crown* -elsewhere- Tool: *sips water* "..." *hiccup* -elsewhere- Mori: *signs the last form* "Here you go." miura: *nods and files it* Mori: *watches her* miura:...sir? Mori: "...You're surprisingly lifelike." miura: i'll take that as some kind of odd compliment, sir. Mori: "Sorry, it's just, given my medical studies, I didn't think it was possible for someone robotic to pass so convincingly as human--at least, when it comes to appearance and movement..." miura: i see. well, given technological advancements in the past few years... Mori: "...Can you change your voice?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Sleep well, okay? Need anything before bed?" sonia: im good. Chuuya: *smiles* "Yes, you are." *forehead kiss* "Sweet dreams, Sonia." sonia: night, papa. Chuuya: "Good night..." *turns off the lights* sonia: *closing her eyes* Chuuya: *carefully shuts the door, watching her as he does* sonia: *holding her teddy and sleeping* Chuuya: *shuts the door completely* -silence- Chuuya: "..." *puts some soft music on his phone, at a low volume* mito: *resting on the couch* =w= Chuuya: *sits down next to Mito, pets her before checking his phone* -text from; dazai, kouyou, kyouka, akutagawa- Chuuya: "..." *starts with Akutagawa* Akutagawa: [did you see the Tiger?] Chuuya: "..." [yes] Akutagawa: [okay thank you good night] Chuuya: "...???" *checks Kyoka's text* Kyoka: [pic] *It's of Atsushi* -it shows atsushi with tiger face paint- Chuuya: "..." *snort laugh, saves the pic* Chuuya: [that's pretty funny] Kyoka: [^^] Chuuya: *looks at Kouyou's text* kouyou: [doing well?] Chuuya: [okay. took sonia to festival] kouyou: [did she have fun?] Chuuya: [i think so. i took a pic] *attaches one of her with a candy apple* kouyou: ^^ [how cute!] Chuuya: [i know, right?!] kouyou: [^^ good night.] Chuuya: *smiles--then sees Dazai's text* o____________O Chuuya: "..." *covers his eyes* mito: 0^0~? Chuuya: "...Butt dial. Awful, awful butt dial." mito: *peeeeek* *Dazai is looking over his shoulder, blowing a kiss at the mirror...He's wearing only socks* mito: .... ._. Chuuya: "...He must have texted the wrong person. I _hope_ he texted the wrong person." *the phone rings, hiding the image* Chuuya: "???" *looks* Dazai: [...yeah, just ignore that. that wasn't for you] Chuuya: "..." [I KNEW THAT!] -it was a mass text (yosano: *deletes pic* ranpo: ....huh. naomi: ..... atsushi: .______________________________. WHY?!?! odasaku: ... no comment. ango: D.8 Kunikida: "..." *sets down the phone...writes onto his paper...pulls out a hammer from the page--and smashes the phone, along with his living room table*) Dazai: [well, i got other apologies to make. l8r!] Chuuya: "..." *covers his eyes* "Why..." (kirako: ..... ./////. nice ) (Dazai: "MY PUBLIC ADORES ME!" *hug*) Chuuya: "..." *lies back on couch* "Ugh..." mito: *rests on his stomach* Chuuya: "..." *pets Mito* mito: *purrrr* Chuuya: *closes his eyes* {Chuuya: *trying to take a photo with his phone* "...Did it flash?"} {kouyou: yes, yes it did.} {Chuuya: ^^ "I'm glad. I couldn't tell with the hat covering my eyes..."} {kouyou: did you two want to see how it turned out?} {Chuuya: *nod nod*} {Dazai: "Better hold it low enough for Chuuya to see..."} {Chuuya: Q_Q } {kouyou: *tugs dazai's ear* behave you. *she shows it to them*} {Dazai: QWQ } {Chuuya: "Oh! It looks good...Doesn't it?" *looks at Kouyou*} {kouyou: *she smiles and nods*} {Chuuya: ^\\^ "I'm glad."} {Dazai: *nod nod*} Chuuya: *opens his eyes* "...He still doesn't know how to take photos." -elsewhere- Gin: "Mmm..." *hug, kiss* higuchi: ^////^ Gin: "..." *pulls back...takes off her own jacket, hugs Higuchi again* "...So nice." -elsewhere- Jacqueline: *shivers* kim: you ok? Jacqueline: *nods* "Just cold...Ironic." -elsewhere- Poe: *reading* karl: *asleep* Poe: *closes his book, puts on his nightcap--pets Karl before blowing out his candle* -elsewhere- lana: night dad. Mr Shephard: "Good night, honey. Get some sleep." lana: *smiles and heads to her room and goes to sleep* *yawn* {Poe: *smiles*} lana: =///w///= -elsewhere- mafura: ?? Touma: *looking at an old photo* -it appears to be of two men and a younger shuuhei- Touma: "Hmm...I wonder..." mafura: ~? Touma: "He did have some family..." -elsewhere- himawari:..... {-a sister is laying on the outskirts of a burning nunnery, bleeding badly-} {sister: <ah.....am i....going to die here?> } {???: You don't have to.} {sister: *she looks up* ?? } {*A man in a kimono stands...One sleeve covers his hand*} {Mr. Tsubaki: ...You can continue to live...in a way. But you would survive this.} {sister: *she reaches out* <please.....save me...>} himawari:....*sighs* Shamrock: "???" himawari: ?? ^^ just thinking. Shamrock: *nods* "..." ("She's talking a lot more now...") "I was wondering...whether you could help me in the garden this weekend." himawari: ^^ sure. Shamrock: *smiles* "Good...It will help before the weather gets colder." -elsewhere- Vulcan: "Zzz..." *BANG* yu: WOAH WHAT THE *BAM* ow Vulcan: "?!!!" *sits up, looking around* -...- Relan: *sits up* ("Wh-What was that?") *BANG* Relan: "!!!" *looks at Button's cage* buttons: >~< *hiding under his wheel* *Loud moaning and growls coming from the hallway* Relan: Q___Q ("Vulcan, if you brought another wolverine into the building...") tamaki: what the hell is going on?! *There are dirt footprints in the hallway* shinra: *has a fire extinguisher out* tamaki: *arming herself with a mop* *The dirt footprints lead into...the cellar* tamaki: *gulp* *Chittering is heard--then, from the shadows...something is tossed at them* shinra: *tugs the nozzle* -SPRRRRT- tamaki: *SCREAMING* *PTPTH* STOP! STOP!! *The object tossed rolls along the floor at them...It's a donkey's head* tamaki: *SCREEEEEEEAM* iris: EEK! >^< shinra: WHAT THE HECK?! WHERE IS THE LIGHTSWITCH?! Relan: "I got it!" *presses the light switch--off...five times* "...Oh, right!" *presses it on* *DUN DUN DUN...* shinra: ._. tamaki: ._. iris: ._. Relan: ._. shinra: someone get the commander down here. *Arthur is on the floor, in an awkward pose, in his boxers, eating a very large chunk of meat...he's covered in something red* maki: O_____O what the heck?! Relan: *screams* karin: what the hell is he doing covered in ketchup? Akitaru: "Wh-What's going on?!" Takehisa: *yawn* "Obviously he wanted condiments..." shinra: a good question. iris: arthur? are you dead? *poke poke* Arthur: "Mmm...Meat...Hamburger...Fish...Squirrel..." yu: ._.; we really need a medic here. tamaki + shinra + iris + maki: so true. Akitaru: "Hmmm...I suppose I could start interviewing." Death the Kid: Relan: "Yeah, and a medic would help when Tamaki has her accidents--" tamaki: *glare* shinra: *protective stance* >8\ Relan: Q~Q Arthur: *suddenly wakes up--and his fist slams into Akitaru's jaw* Akitaru: "..." *unaffected* "...Um...???" Arthur: "..." *looks around--then at himself* "...Am I underdressed? Where's my armor?" *then sees the donkey's head* "AND WHO KILLED MY STEED?!" -elsewhere- Joker: *on the phone* -_____- "I know, I know..." -elsewhere- Stein: *typing at his computer...takes another sip of coffee* "Okay. Done with this file." -elsewhere- Dazai: *sips his beer* kirako: *buzzed* hehehue~ Dazai: "Hee hee...Really good, isn't it?" *pats her back* kirako: yeeeep. =w= Dazai: "Hee hee..." *reaches for her glasses, taking them off carefully--and putting them on* kirako: owo Dazai: "Do I look cute and sexy now~?" *bishi sparkle* kirako: *gets really close to him*.....i cant see shit. Dazai: "Then you won't see this coming..." *kisses her lips* kirako: O////O ?! Dazai: *leans back, smiling* "See?" kirako: TnT you naughty boy. am i going to need to punish you? Dazai: "If I keep misbehaving...will you?" *his hand rests on her lower back...and downward* kirako: *crawling onto him* you tell me~? Dazai: "I guess you will...Guess I have to be really bad..." *his other hand takes her breast* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "..." *taps a finger on the table* bartender: *slips him some orange juice* Akutagawa: "Thank you." *sips* -early morning- Izuku: *skipping rope* -elsewhere- Kid: *small snore* stocking: ...... *kisses both his earlobes* Kid: "Mmm...Ah..." stocking: *kiss* Kid: "Mmm..." *returns the kiss* "...M-Morning." ^\\\^ stocking: good morning yourself, handsome~ Kid: "Hee hee..." *rests hand along her cheek* "Beautiful..." stocking: ^^ Kid: *hugs her* "I wish I could just spend all day here..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Hmm...Out of orange juice. Apple juice okay?" sonia: *nods* Chuuya: *pours a cup for her* "Drink up!" sonia: *sips* ^^ Chuuya: "Good for you trying something new..." *pours milk on his cereal* "So, Gin and Higuchi will be with you today." sonia: okay. Chuuya: "They said they had some fun activities planned." sonia: *smiles* Chuuya: "And I'll be home tonight after the Festival. And we'll have ice cream." -elsewhere- Gin: "??? The small child who follows our lemonheaded explosives expert?" hirotsu: college student, actually. and yes, today is her birthday. Gin: "...And Motojiro has no plans to celebrate, does he?" hirotsu: not that i know of. in all seriousness, i think the young lady has forgotten herself. her mind seems to be all over the place. Gin: "Then a party may ground her." -elsewhere- Dazai: "Another cushion, please." TTWTT ranpo: *puts on his glasses*....dude. you guys are nasty. Kyoka: "..." kirako: ahahaha...haha...haaaa .w.;;;; Kunikida: "???" ranpo: i'll tell you when you're older, kunikida. yosano: yeah, im not even gonna touch that. Kyoka: "I think Kirako already touched it." -stunned silence- fukuzawa:...... *inhales* atsushi:......*FAINTS* odasaku:....*stoic face as a single tear falls* bruh. Dazai: owo;;; "Get him a cushion!" ranpo: preferably not one that was on your butt. Kyoka: *nod nod* Kunikida: "Yes." Dazai: o\\\w\\\o -elsewhere- Monoma: "..." *evil chuckling* hitoshi:.....*turns away and speed walks away* Monoma: "Yes...Yes..." *writing notes* -elsewhere- Benimaru: *puts on his kimono* ???: pardon me~ are you the head of this little town~? Benimaru: *feeling tense* "Yes." tsurugi: we're looking for this man, he's a vampire. a scary scary vampire! *holding up a photograph....of mr tsubaki* Benimaru: "Hmm...Yes, I did see this person." tsurugi: oh~? Benimaru: "A few months ago he had passed through, during an attack on this village. I had meant to question him--but he had escaped before I could." tsurugi: *pouts* i see. weeeeelll if you see him again, let us know~ *leaves behind a C3 business card* Benimaru: "Of course. Thank you." *turns and departs...heading to the infirmary* *inside* reimi: hmm? commander? Benimaru: *walks by Reimi, enters Mr. Tsubaki's office* reimi: ?? Mr. Tsubaki: "Oh, commander! Welcome! How was that ointment for your--" Benimaru: *pulls back his fist...* Mr. Tsubaki: owo;;; Benimaru: *heats up his arm, increasing the force of his blow, extinguishing the flame just before his fist collides with Mr. Tsubaki's face--knocking the 'doctor' back into the wall* reimi: O_O ?! Mr. Tsubaki: *collapsed on the floor* "...WHAT THE EVER LOVING HELL WAS THAT FOR?! Homicidal nutty rage is _not_ a side effect of medicine for your--" Benimaru: "Oh, no, the doctor had a nasty fall from his chair..." *takes Mr. Tsubaki by the back of his head--and keeps slamming it against the floor* Mr. Tsubaki: "Ow!" *slam* "Hey!" *slam* "It's not my fault you--" *slam slam slam slam* Benimaru: "You're going to need a lot of bandages for that. Sister, please hand me bandages for the doctor." reimi: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! Benimaru: "Give me the damn bandages! Now!" reimi: why are you attacking him?! Benimaru: *grabs Reimi by the shoulders* "They are hunting him. Need an alibi--and a disguise." *pushes her aside, grabs the bandages himself--and starts wrapping them around Mr. Tsubaki's face* reimi: ah! *wince* Mr. Tsubaki: "GRK--?!" *his mouth is covered, as Benimaru wraps his entire head in bandages* *muffled mutter groan* reimi: ??? Benimaru: "Yes, I know. You're welcome." *looks at Reimi* "The doctor is on leave until he recovers. He is not to leave his home. You better stay under the radar, too, in case they come back for you." reimi: what are you talking about? Benimaru: "..." *looks at her eyes* reimi: *worried* Benimaru: "...Vampire. I can't believe it." reimi:.......do you want us to leave? *tearing up* Benimaru: *pats her shoulder* "I wouldn't be hiding him if I was kicking you out right now. We'll discuss this further. Just get him home and keep him there." Mr. Tsubaki: *muffled yelling* Benimaru: *DEATH GLARE* Mr. Tsubaki: o______o *shuts up* reimi:.....right.... -elsewhere- Touma: *on the phone* "No sign of him?" tsurugi: not yet, but we'll find him soon, mr touma! ^^ Touma: "Any information you gathered?" -elsewhere- Shamrock: *shivers* tsubaki: hmm? Shamrock: *looks around the room* "...Sorry. Just something feels...off. Or like..." *touches his eyepatch* tsubaki:...is it your.....y-you know...? Shamrock: "My eye?" tsubaki:....*she nods* Shamrock: "...It's like a phantom pain." tsubaki:.....i see.... how did it happen? Shamrock: "..." *swallows* "A mission that went badly. Training didn't prepare me...Bad information on the mission." tsubaki:...*pat pat* Shamrock: *nods* "...I was told by a supervisor that getting your scars in battle were just indications of injury..." *holds a hand to his heart* "...but that there are far deeper scars that do not heal." tsubaki: ...... Shamrock: "...I won't act like I'm at 100 percent, but I learn to live without an eye. Learning to live with other experiences...actions I have taken..." *stares into Tsubaki's eyes* "That is more difficult, to live with what you have done." {Masamune: "Sister...Want to play?"} tsubaki: *tears streaming* ...r....right... Shamrock: "!!! Oh dear..." *snatches four tissues out of the holder, quickly hands them to her* "H-Here..." tsubaki: *sniff* t-thanks. Shamrock: *pat pat* "I'm sorry." tsubaki: i-it's fine.... Shamrock: "..." *nods* "...It doesn't go away." -elsewhere- Poe: QWQ lana: is everything ok? Poe: "...I'm happy. So why am I crying? Did I break? Is my head torn asunder? Has my heart exploded into flames?" lana: ???? ...ACK! MY EYES! namiko: Q_Q Poe: "?!!!" namiko: *SCREEEEEAMS and runs* karl: Q^Q Poe: "L-Lana!" *looks at the person running away* "...What was with that person?" -elsewhere- Arthur: -_-; "Why do I have to get the groceries? I only ate all the hamburgers, most of the hot dogs, the chips, four bottles of ketchup, a Diet Coke--" -elsewhere- Aizawa: "...Are you coming down with a cold?" yuuji: ?? Aizawa: "You seem distracted." yuuji: ....just had a talk with a classmate the other day. Aizawa: "Oh?" yuuji: yeah......is mic not in today? Aizawa: "Hence why I asked you: he's under the weather." yuuji: ah. that sucks. Aizawa: "He may be back at work tomorrow--so I need your help today." yuuji: ok then... um...how do i use this? Aizawa: "...What? The microphone, the soundboard, or the tranquilizer gun?" yuuji: wait the what now? 0-0 Aizawa: "Mic gets overly excited. I need a nap. I tranq him, then I sleep like someone who is in a deep sleep." yuuji: .______.; Aizawa: "Is that a problem?" *aims the gun at him* yuuji: o______________________o not at all sir. Aizawa: "Good." *zips up his sleeping bag* "I'm taking my break. Get the studio ready." yuuji:...*sweatdrop* -elsewhere- Motojiro: -_______- ayako: O.O sonia: happy birthday. ayako: waaaait a sec..... *checks phone* ohSHITIFORGOT! Gin: ^^; "We tried not to." -elsewhere- Kishiri: .\\\. vivian: arent these outfits super cute? *in one of the cheerleader outfits* Kishiri: *nosebleed* "Wh-Why are you in that outfit, though?" vivian: i wanted to show off for you <3 Kishiri: .\\\w\\\. "I wasn't complaining...You look so hot." -elsewhere- Bakugo: "--and that's when Mom grounded me for a month." eijiro:....yikes. denki:....how do you _kick a ceiling_?!....on _accident_?! Bakugo: "I"m that good!" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looks at his left hand* -...- {Todoroki: *crying, stepping back from a lit candle*} ???: todoroki? Todoroki: "..." *sighs, cold coming from his mouth* "Yes?" ochako: you ok? Todoroki: "Fine. Thank you. And you?" ochako: super excited! Todoroki: ._. "Oh?" -elsewhere- ???: "Atsushi?" atsushi: ?? hmm? Lucy: *looking down at him* "Wake up..." atsushi: *reaches up....his hand on her cheek* Lucy: .\\\. "Y-You had a pretty bad faint, from what they told me..." atsushi: ow, my head...am i dead? is this heaven? Lucy: o\\\\o "...No? J-Just stay down...I'll get more ice." atsushi:.... !!! *gets up* MY NAME IS ATSUSHI NAKAJIMA, 18 YEARS OLD! I WAS BORN MAY 5TH AND AM A MEMBER OF THE ARMED DETECTIVE AGENCY! ...ok. i dont have amnesia, that's good. ahhhh. headache... shouldnt have been yelling. Lucy: -\\\- "I said lie down." *gently pushes his shoulders down* "You need to recuperate, or Dr. Hacksaw will try something desperate." atsushi:... ._. noted. Lucy: "..." *strokes his face* "Just glad you're relatively okay." atsushi: .... .//////. r-right.... .... *sweating* (thinking: OHGODNONOTNOWPLEASEGODOWNBEFORESHESEESITPLEASEGODPLEASE) Lucy: *smiles, leans down...* yosano: need some alone time, i see? atsushi: O/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////O;;;;;;;;;;;; kill me Lucy: o\\\\o *looks over* "I-I was just checking his eyes! You know, make sure he can still see!" *her hands rest next to each side of his head* atsushi: OwO;;; yosano: ....*glance* looks like he can see and feel just fine. atsushi: O________________________O;;;; Lucy: "??? What does that mean--" *shifts--and falls forward* atsushi: O////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////O Lucy: o\\\\\\\\\o *loud scream--as she slaps Atsushi's face* atsushi: yeah, i kind of deserve that. Lucy: o\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\o *pulls back...looks down, then up* "...I HAVE TO KNEED DOUGH!" *runs--into a wall* atsushi: could you do me a solid and dig a hole for me to die in? i would appreciate that. Dazai: *pops up behind him* "On it! Meanwhile, Doc will have to help Lucy--" Lucy: X______X atsushi: DAZAI WHEN DID YOU- nevermind. -elsewhere- Hawthorne: *reading his Bible* -...- Hawthorne: *whispers passages to himself* "...valley of death..." -...- Hawthorne: "..." *sighs...looks around* -the room is still. stagnant- Hawthorne: *sniff* "Ugh..." ???: *sniff* Hawthorne: "?!!!" *looks* -it is a younger hawthorne? bloodied and crying- Hawthorne: "...You again." -the boy looks up, empty holes for eyes and a wide smile- Hawthorne: "...I shouldn't be surprised." *holds his Bible closer* -elsewhere- Sakuya: "...They seem shaken." naho: *sigh* i dont know what to do. *hugging her pusheen pillow* Sakuya: "...I guess be there if they want to talk...Sure Black Star and Himawari know better than us..." naho: ....does black*star hate us? Sakuya: "...I don't know." naho: .... Sakuya: "...Dude's got all of us living here, Mr. Tsubaki trying to sleep with his partner and girlfriend...I don't like it. But I get why he'd be pissed." naho:......*frowns* Sakuya: "...We can't take it personally. He is letting us live here." naho: i guess. Black Star: "...Just have to be the kind of person we're supposed to be. Able to look ourselves in the mirror..." *glances at a mirror* -white*star is reflected- Sakuya: o_o;;; "...How long you been listening?" Black Star: "..." *looks away from the mirror* "Long enough." naho: .... Black Star: "...I don't hate having either of you here." naho: really? Black Star: "Really. I'm not upset with you all." naho: hmmm... Black Star: "...What have I done to make you feel that way?" naho: well, um.... >->;;; Sakuya: " 'Damn vampire' tends to be a common phrase from you..." Black Star: "Yeah, but--" naho: *puppy eyes* Black Star: o\\\o "St-Stop that! I'm just saying, like...you all just showed up here out of nowhere, and everything got all turned around--" naho: *puppy eyes intensify* Black Star: Q____Q "...I'M SO SORRY!" naho: *hug* TT3TT Black Star: *hug* TT__TT -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *bandaged, in bed* -_____- reimi: .... Mr. Tsubaki: "...How did they find me?" reimi: i dont know.....what do you plan on doing now? Mr. Tsubaki: "...I got nowhere else to go. And I'm not leaving you here to get captured." reimi:.....but asakusa is my home now... Mr. Tsubaki: *nods* "So I'm not leaving. Not right now..." *cringes* "...Do I stay in hiding? Change my face? Stay a fox?" reimi:....im not sure.... Mr. Tsubaki: "...Why did your commander hide me?" reimi:....im not sure... Mr. Tsubaki: *sighs* "He seems protective of what is inside this community...Maybe that's all..." -elsewhere- Monoma: *still chuckling evilly* hitoshi: *avoiding monoma like the plague* student: that monoma kid freaks me out student 2: are you _sure_ he's a hero? Monoma: *smiles, now friendly* "The plan worked perfectly. Now onto Round 2." -elsewhere- Izuku: *holding a giant frog plushie* "...Thanks for winning it." ^^; tsuyu: any time. Izuku: "Looking forward to the next round?" -elsewhere- Bakugo: *staring at his bowl of ice cream* "...Thanks." itsuka: no problem. ^^ Bakugo: "...Good that you moved onto the next round." -elsewhere- Vulcan: *hammering metal* "Just a bit more...Yu! Where are the fuel tanks?!" yu: i got them here. Vulcan: "LOAD THEM IN, THEN!" yu: on it! -elsewhere- Gin: "The cake was delicious." ayako: zzzzzz higuchi: seems she tuckered herself out. Motojiro: -_- ("Thank God...") Gin: "I'll carry her to her bed." -elsewhere- Mori: "It _is_ tasty cake." ^^ elise: *nods* Q: true that! Mori: ^^ "And some ice cream." *scoops out some* -elsewhere- Kid: *adding peppermint to dessert* -elsewhere- Hibana: ^\\\^ -elsewhere- Touma: *tracing paths on a map* mafura: ~? Touma: "Where could he have gone..." *all paths lead to and from Asakusa* mafura: is mr foxy there? Touma: "Only place he could be." mafura: aaah. Touma: "...Mafura. How would you like to visit a friend of mine?" mafura: uu! mafura-chan would love to meet one of mr touma's friends!

#death city days

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS GAIDEN 7; The Rat And The Jewel King

an abridged/RP verse version of chapter 42 of BSD

girl with red hair: hmmm.... Topaz: *pant pant* girl with red hair: !! there you are! *hug* jeez, I was really worried you know =3= Topaz: *still trying to breathe* "O-Oh?" .\\\. girl with red hair: ^^ so, how did it go? Topaz: "...How did what go?" girl with red hair: the retrieval job ace made you do. >3< Topaz: "Yeah...we got him." girl with red hair: you didn't get hurt, did you? Topaz: "..." *touches a cut* "Not horribly..." girl with red hair: .... *cheek pull* >n< jeez, be more careful you goof! Topaz: "!!!" *pokes her cheek* "Garnette, what the f?!" garnette: >3< I just... 7///7 I worry about you, you know? Topaz: "...Then why pull my cheek..." =3= ace: if you two little shits are done canoodling, get your sorry asses upstairs! garnette: O.O;; Topaz: >\\\< "We weren't!" *tries to follow Ace* -upstairs- ace: I do apologize for how rude my servants were, mr....Dostoevsky, was it? FD: "...Yes." ace: it's not often I get visitors. the mafia doesn't exactly trust me, nor do I trust them. at the very least, I have my card games, my jewels, and my servants. FD: *looks around...bites his lip* ace: what I have is a proposition. perhaps you'd be willing to join us? should we work together, we'll be able to take down mori. I must say, your level of wit is outstanding, even being able to take out the guild. FD: "And if I refuse...I will never see the blue sky again?" ace: precisely. all things considered, seems you have not much of a choice. FD: "And my anemia does not help..." ace: your point? FD: "I'll kill you." ace: *glares and smacks a wine bottle over his head* how...disappointing. very well....Frederickson! front and center this instant! Frederickson: *steps forward...he's shaking* ace: *smirks as he clenches his fist tightly* Frederickson: "Urk!" *clutches his chest, falls to his knees... -several jewels appear in ace's hand- FD: "..." ace:... tch-, hardly worth anything. Frederickson: X___X garnette: mr dosto, are you alright? FD: "...Who, me?" ace: *glares and backhands garnette. hard* I WASNT TALKING TO YOU, YOU INSUFFERABLE LITTLE BITCH! consider yourself lucky I didn't make an example out of you. garnette: *wince* FD: "..." ace: just because you're a little brat pulled from the slums doesn't mean you can step out of line all willy-nilly. *smiles at Fyodor* excuse her, she's just a little brat. FD: *drenched, staring* ace: my ability wont kill you unless you wear the collar. but you'll have to put it on yourself. I'm certain it will suit you. *exits the room* garnette: ow... Topaz: "..." *offers a hand to Garnette* “And here you are telling _me_ to be careful…” garnette: t-thanks.. ^^ Topaz: "...That man..." garnette:...mr dosto? are you ok? you aren't hurt too much, are you? FD: “….” garnette: .-.; *looks at topaz* Topaz: ._.;; "D-Don't give up, s-sir..." *points to his collar* "I can never leave here..." garnette: neither can I... *points to her own collar* but seeing you stand up to mr ace like that was pretty exciting... Topaz: *nods* "These collars would kill us--" FD: *starts to laugh* " 'Don't give up'?" garnette: eh? FD: "Hah...hah..." --then sneezes-- garnette: O.O !! Topaz: "..." *takes a towel, starts drying FD's head* FD: D:< garnette: *getting a medkit out to bandage his wounds* FD: =\\\= "What's your story?" garnette: me? well, I lived in the slums for most of my life...my mom didn't exactly want to have me around anymore...eventually, the mafia found me and I was left in ace's care. although calling it 'care' would be stretching it... Topaz: "Well, when I'm in charge..." garnette: *looks at topaz* Topaz: "...Who am I kidding: I was sold into slavery. How would I ever get in charge..." garnette: ...! hey, maybe mr dosto can beat ace and save us! Topaz: OWO "Hey, yeah! Hey, Mister, why don't you--" FD: *studying his finger* "I cut my finger on that glass..." garnette: *sweatdrop* *bandages his finger* Topaz: "??? Aren't you afraid?" FD: "..." *smiles* "Of course not. This reminds me of my room." garnette: ?? FD: "I manipulate consciousness and space." garnette: wow. Topaz: "..." FD: "So...What's next?" -and so- ace: a game, you say? FD: "Yes. You want to entice me. But when enticement fails, you must get information from me about the next move from my comrades and finances. Therefore, you cannot kill me." ace: hmmm... FD: *sets out the deck of cards, pulls the ace of diamonds* "If you win, I'll wear your collar. If I win, you grant my freedom." ace: hmph. very well. however, I shall determine the game. I deal the card, and you just guess if the next card will be of higher or lower value. if you are correct, you keep going until you are wrong. then we switch hands. whomever has the most cards at the end wins. *draws the 9 of spades* your move. FD: "Hmmm...Lower." -4 of hearts- ace: hmph, beginners luck. FD: "Hmmm...Next one is low." -3 of clubs- ace: hmm... FD: "High." -6 of spades- -this continues for a while- FD: "...How many cards are left?" -none left- FD: "Well, that was fun. Who won?" ace: *speechless* I...I....y-you... -he rushes to the intercom- ace: GET IN HERE AT ONCE! CUT HIS LIMBS OFF! *Silence* ace: ?! *tries to open the door* ?!?!?! FD: "It's useless. I already suppressed your subordinates." ace: ??!! why you...rotten piece of shit! FD: "I prefer 'rat.'" ace:...hehe...hehehe...AHAHAHAHA...do you have any idea where you are? FD: "Underground?" ace: incorrect. right now, you're in a secret base, one not even mori knows about. and we aren't underground. right now, we're in the middle of the pacific ocean. *smirks* you did say your ability was to 'manipulate the conscious mind and space. as for how I know, well, the conversation had been wiretapped~ FD: "??? But how did you know I started manipulating this space?" ace: a broken communicator, a door that wont open. a clock that hasn't been ticking since I came in here. I know what you can do now. you've locked my conscious into your own head! that has to be why you won the game so flawlessly! I saw right through your tricks, you filthy rodent. FD: "Darn...I knew to expect this from a Mafia executive..." ace: but I have something to ask. why didn't you use this ability when you were captured? FD: "...So you couldn't determine how to get out." ace: oh I know how to escape alright. if I were to die in this mental space, i'll be back in the real world as you rot in your own mind. *taking a desk lamp* *smirks* as they say in your home country....do svidanya. -outside- garnette: ... Topaz: "...You think the anemia man is dead?" garnette: I don't know... ???: excuse me... garnette: hmm? Zoey: I'm looking...for someone...*holds up a picture* is he...here? Topaz: "?! How did you get here?" Zoey:...is he...here? Topaz: *sweating, looks at Garnette* garnette: he should be- -the door opens- garnette: !! FD: *exits* Zoey: !! master Fyodor! *hugs him* FD: "Omph! Oh, Zoey! Right on time." Topaz: "?!!" garnette: ?? but..h-how did you- FD: "Now, where is the room where Ace keeps his jewels?" garnette: h-his office is that way...b-but how did you get out of the room?! FD: "Simple: I lied." garnette: ?!?! FD: "My ability is not manipulation of space and consciousness. I just said so expecting a wiretap." Zoey: ... *watching garnette exit* ... Topaz: "Where is Ace?!" FD: "Just...hanging around." Topaz: "N-No..." *follows Garnette* garnette: *SCREAMS* Topaz: *enters the room* "Wh-What is it? What--" *freezes at the sight...* -ace's form hangs lifelessly from the ceiling- garnette: *wide eyed shock, covering her mouth* I....I wanted ace dead but...n-not like this...h-how is this... FD: *enters, pats Garnette's shoulder* "I broke the clock. So he thought time did not pass." *holds empty wine bottle* garnette: *staring, still in shock* FD: "And cork blocked the keyhole...The wine poured on the intercom broke that...And I did not predict the cards. I just memorized little flaws on the surface of each card." garnette:...what....even are you...? FD: "...I am salvation." garnette: .....why?...why do all this for his wealth? Topaz: "Th-That's what you wanted, right? The jewels?" FD: "...Hmph. Those trinkets. I wanted something more valuable..." *pulls out a set of papers* garnette: w-what is... FD: "The list of all Mafia members' abilities. Ace's contingency plan." garnette: !!!! FD: "With this list, I will give this world what it needs: the salvation of Death." garnette: !?!?! *backing away* FD: "And only we in this room know that Ace kept such a list...and the more people who know...the surprising it will be for the Mafia." garnette: ..... FD: "I will bless you...with the Great Silence..." *his hand approaches Topaz's head* garnette: ??? FD: *taps Topaz's head* Topaz: "..." *Blood explodes from the top of Topaz's head* garnette: *staring...eyes wide from shock...she wanted to scream....but no sound would come out* FD: "...I have released him of his sins." garnette: ah.... [topaz: hey...if we ever find a way out of this place...lets get married.] garnette:...t..to... *tears falling* FD: "??? ...Zoey..." Zoey:....those bandages....was that you, miss? FD: "It was, Zoey." Zoey:...I see...you know...im not too fond...of other girls...touching the man I love... *holds a scalpel to garnette's throat* that boy....did you...love him? garnette:....*nod* Zoey:...then....you'll see him soon... -slice- -blood sprays all over as garnette collapses, choking on her own blood* garnette: a...ah.... *weakly reaches for topaz' hand* Topaz: *struggling...coughs* "D...Des...troy..." garnette: *holding his hand* Topaz: "...If this ends the Mafia...We're free..." garnette:....*weak smile*...you'll...come find me...right? Topaz: *nods* "Yes..." *closes his eyes* garnette: remember...you...promised.... Topaz: *dead, with a smile* Zoey:....was it...petty of me...to kill her? FD: *holds up his fingers* "Tiny bit. But we had to get rid of them." Zoey:...were you...hurt too much? FD: "No. The wine bottle hurt. Got me wet. Cut my finger." Zoey: I see that girl bandaged you... *small pout* FD: "I assure you, it was simply for me to lower their guard...And besides, she meant nothing to me..." Zoey: ... FD: *strokes her cheek* "I only wish I saved one jewel for you...But none can compare to your radiance." zoey: ah~ FD: *smiles* "Shall we depart?" zoey: of course~ FD: "Good..."

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