#Next up Mei will eat her fingers

[messofneutrellas]

Rough digital sketch of a sketch I did on my break

#Neu Draws #I have no idea how to do the pose with it looking right so I #Well I didn't #But I love her expression anyway #Go off queen be annoyed #Next up Mei will eat her fingers

[yoonlattesworld]

The spark is still there-MYG

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Cold mafia husband yoongi x soft wife reader

💌synopsis: when a lunch date with some of your very nosy friends ends up with you remembering things that shouldn't be talked outside of the bedroom walls

💌genre/warnings:fluff, husband yoongi,mafia yoongi, established relationship, arranged marriage, dom yoongi, rough sex, cuffing, spanking, unprotected sex, cocky yoongi, sub reader, oral (f recieving),nosy friends, sir kink, doggy style,man handling(kind of?) , multiple orgasms , edging,bulge kink.

Author's pov

Placing the perfume bottle down, you took the diamond necklace from its velvet box before going to tie it around your neck but a hand stopped you and took the necklace from your hand "let me help you with that,angel" he murmured in his deep voice and you smiled softly, collecting your hair and holding them as his nimble fingers tied the delicate chain around your neck. He placed a wet kiss on your nape before wrapping his strong arms around your waist and inhaling your sweet scent. You kissed his cheek,giggling softly as he squeezed you once before rasping "mm do you want me to pick you up after your lunch?" You hummed leaning against him "won't you be busy? It's okay i can come back with the driver" you said softly and he kissed your forehead before turning you around and placing a soft kiss on your lips "how many times do i have to tell you that I'm never busy for you?" You smiled cupping his face in your soft hands giggling as he placed a kiss on your wrist.

"So will you come amd meet my friends? " you said with a cheeky smile and he sighed Chuckling raspily "sure i will doll. Call me when you're done" he hummed pulling you in a kiss "i love you yoon" you whispered against his lips "i love you too angel. So fucking much " he grunted, before pulling back even though he had half of the mind to kiss you until you can't breath. "See you later. Be careful at work" you smiled a little nervously at mention of his work. He noticed immediately and rubbed your cheek with the rough pad of his thumb before mumbling "i always will y/n. Need to come back home to you" you stood on your tiptoes and kissed him one last time.

He stared at you as you sat in the car, watching the driver closing your door and a fond smile made its way to his lips when you sent him a flying kiss. And even though it was something he would never do, he pretended to catch the kiss and placed it in his pocket just to hear your little giggle.

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"Y/n you made it!" One of your friends lia chirped waving at you as you made your way towards the reserved table smiling "hey you" you gave her a side hug before greeting everyone at the table. While you saw one of the lady eyeing your necklace and ring with something in her eyes,you brushed it off. After a while the table settled down and after you all placed your orders, the table was lively with normal conversation. Checking up on each other, talking about their days and giggling while complaining about our husbands. It was all going well until the topic of the conversation shifted causing you to sigh as you already quite knew what was coming next. As much as you loved meeting up with your old friends once in a while,you hated the part when they would start talking about personal life. A little too personal.

"I don't know it seems like he's not interested in me anymore. There's no spark in our marriage life like it used to be" Mei,one of your old friends rolled her eyes. She had married the earliest from your group. "Maybe because you've gotten old" lia snickered ignoring mei's whines "same here. my sex life has gotten non existent. I don't even know when was the last time we slept together " gi sung said shaking her head while you continued eating your meal silently. You have no interest in talking about your marriage life. You'd rather go home.

But it seemed like the lady who was eyeing your jewelry didn't seem to like your quietness so she cleared her throat chirping "y/n right?" You looked up smiling at lia's sister who smiled back, although it seemed a little fake to you "hello miss yoona" you smiled and she chuckled before saying "i wonder how life is going right now" you looked at her confused and she continued "your marriage was arranged right? I heard there's no spark in those marriages. And there are rumors that your husband is a quite reserved man" the table fell into hushed whispers but your smile didn't drop. Instead, you chuckled softly "i don't understand why you're so interested in my marriage and husband?" She went quiet for a moment and you could see the anger in her eyes before she smiled saying "oh no I'm just worried about you. I heard your wedding was only a small event and none of your friends were invited so it seems to me that Mr min isn't interested in your life" lia's eyes widened and she immediately shushed her and they were whispering about something but you didn't quite heard because a memory of last night passed through your mind.

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You took a deep breath before opening the door of yoongi's study nervously, walking inside to see yoongi with two other men. It seemed like they were in an important meeting so you immediately felt guilty for interrupting them. Yoongi looked at you for a moment and you went to apologize for interrupting them but he suddenly said "out.now" your eyes widened at his tone. He never talked to you like that. Feeling hurt and guilty you looked at him for a second before going to walk out of the room but suddenly, you saw those men standing up and bowing towards him and you before walking out the room. You looked at him surprised but he just turned his chair towards you, manspreading and rasped "come here" you walked towards him and let him pull you on his lap . "I'm sorry for interrupting your meeting " you whispered not meeting his eyes. He was silent for a moment before hooking a finger under your chin and making you look at him. He kissed your forehead looking at you with soft eyes and mumbled "you don't ever have to apologize for wanting to see me doll" you smiled slightly feeling a little shy under his gaze and wrapped your arms around his neck while his wrapped around your waist "i-i need to tell you something " his eyebrows furrowed and his arms around you tighten "what's wrong?" You bite your lip smiling shyly and whispered "I'm pregnant " his face went blank for a moment making you worry. "Y-yoongi-" but then his arms around you tighten almost possessively and he smashed his lips on yours. You gasped giggling softly as he stood up with you in his arms and kissed you harder for a second before pulling back breathing heavily. You wiped his tears with a wobbly smile, your own eyes welling up as he leaned his forehead against yours whispering "thank you..thank you so fucking much babygirl. I love you so much i love you both so fucking much " "we love you too" you whimpered kissing him while running your fingers through his long hair as he started walking towards the bedroom with you in his arms

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"Y/n? Are you okay?" You were snapped back to the reality as lia shaked your shoulder and you looked at her smiling slightly "yeah I'm fine. What were we talking about?" She smiled back at you and for a moment it seemed like yoona had dropped the subject as she was quiet for a moment before she suddenly looked at you "so y/n, how is your marriage life treating you?" She grinned while you sighed before looking at her with a forced smile "I apologize miss yoona but I'd rather not talk about my personal life " her smile dropped slightly but it seemed like she wasn't going to drop the subject without humiliating you "you know I'm just worried about you y/n. You're close with my sister so i was just looking out for you. You can always talk to us if he's neglecting you..i mean it's been a year since you got married but how you're still not pregnant.." all the ladies started whispering among themselves while lia hit her arm "what? I told you I'm worried about her. Mr min seems like a busy man. And maybe she's not her type i mean they were arranged by their parents so-" "i assure you miss yoona. You don't have to worry about me or my life. And for a person who's divorced i don't think you have any right to question my marriage." You smiled calmly while her face turned beet red as she heard the ladies laughing quietly before she glared at you "you're just proving that your marriage has no spark with how you're trying to defend yourself-"

And yet again you failed to hear the rest of her words as the memories from last night came rushing back, causing you to feel something warm in between your legs.

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A shaky breath left your lips as he placed a kiss over your pubic bone, and your eyes fell shut when he wrapped his lips around your clit. He boldly licked a long stride of your clit, groaning the tangy taste before starting to suck your swollen bud causing you to gasp loudly as your legs went to close up. He grunted, throwing your legs over his shoulder and wrapped his large hands around your soft thighs, pulling you down until he was buried in between your legs. He inhaled your intimate smell deeply, groaning before diving in like a straved man. "O-oh yoongi-!" You moaned as he took turns in sucking and lapping at your clit. '' fuck" he growled placing a soft hand over your stomach and pressing you down on the bed when your hips started buckling up and fucked you with his tongue. You whimpered softly and your hips started moving because it seemed like your body had a mind of its own when he was quite literally making out with your clit. A guttural groan left his lips when you started riding his face and the vibrations sent you into another level of pleasure as your hands thrashed to get free, but it was no use because the cuffs were stronger than you "you gonna cum babygirl?" He mumbled increasing his speed and when he thrusted a long finger in your cunt, you saw stars as he hit your g spot and a cry of his name left your lips "y-yoongi! Wanna cum-ah" you moaned as his one went played with your nipple and he growled "cum for me my love " your mouth hanged open as your high washed over you and you came undone with your toes curling because of the overwhelming pleasure.

He made sure not to waste a single drop and gulped down your sweetness with a low moan. Wiping his chin which was dripping with your juice, he came up towards you and pressed his lips over yours causing you to whimper as you tasted yourself "my pretty girl, my wife,the mother of my child" he growled out the last words, his arm wrapping around you possessively and a warmth spread inside your chest as he looked at you like you're the most precious person in this world, the look on his face was dark,possessive, full of lust as he took in your naked form cuffed to his bed. "Fuck. Need to be inside you. I need you doll" his voice came out with pants heavy with lust as he palmed himself ",take me sir. I'm yours" you pleaded and he mumbled "damn right you are angel. Mine" he lined himself at your entrance and without a warning, he slammed his length inside your still sensitive cunt coaxing a loud moan from your lips as you felt his huge cock brushing against every part of your vagina . It was no secret that he is big. "fuck y/n. This little pussy was made for me. So fucking perfect " he grunted, bottoming out before slamming back inside causing you to cry out as you pulled against the cuff "f-feels so good sir- oh god" you whimpered as he thrusted in with long and powerful thrusts, causing your body to jerk every time he thrusted in. His eyes were trained on your breasts, which were bouncing with every thrust and he swears he was going insane when he saw that little bulge appearing in your womb "fuck y/n. You make me so fucking horny" he groaned falling on his elbows so he wouldn't crush you, thrusting in harder as you wrapped your legs around his waist moaning as his lips attacked your nipples "these perfect tits will be filled with milk for my child. Our child" he sounded possessive as he kept his large hand over your barely showing stomach "this womb,will raise our kid. Fuck you will look so fucking beautiful round with my kid" he growled, hitting your g spot causing you gasp as tears of pleasure ran down your cheek "i-i will?" You whimpered, feeling warmth spreading in your body as he mumbled "yes. So fucking beautiful doll. I can imagine it and it makes me want to put more kids inside you" you gasped at his words, the feeling becoming to much to handle "w-wanna touch you sir! Please let me touch you!" You sobbed because of the mixture of overwhelming pleasure and pain and yoongi chuckled darkly "you wanna touch me? Of course you can angel. I'm yours. Yours to touch and yours to love" with a grunt he flicked the lock of both of the cuffs and you gasped as your hands freed , immediately wrapping them around his shoulders and holding him close to you.

You moaned softly feeling your high approaching once again but just as you were about to come, he suddenly pulled out of you causing you to cry out "no yoongi i was so c-close-" you were cut off as he swiftly turned you around so that you were on all fours and his hand cupped your stomach. a gasp left your lips when he landed a harsh spank over your ass "watch your tone brat or I'm gonna leave you here like this." You whimpered pitifully "m'sorry sir" "fuck" his hands gripped your ass and he entered you from behind once again. Easily slipping in your weeping cunt because of how wet you were "o-oh god" you gasped as he didn't gave you time to recover and started thrusting in an almost animalistic pace. This new position gave him a deeper angle to fuck you and small groans and moans left his lips as the sound of skin slapping increased. You gasped as another spank landed on your ass and you were sure you will be red and bruised by the time he's done with you. Your arms started shaking as you felt your high approaching once again and it seemed like he noticed because he wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you up so that your back was pressed against his sweaty chest. His tattooed arm tightened around your waist as he buried his face in your neck, biting your skin to muffle his groans as he felt his own high approaching. You held his arm which was wrapped around you for dear life as your legs started shaking and you whimpered his name softly as he whispered "come for me love"you came with a loud cry of his name, your body going limp in his arm and you leaned against his chest panting as he held you up, his thrusts getting sloppier as his palm rubbed your stomach "fuck makes me want to fuck another kid inside you" he groaned feeling his balls tightening before he came with a long groan of your name "fuck! Y/n i love you so fucking much-" "i love you too yoon" you whispered, not being able to open your eyes and you would have fallen if he wasn't holding you up because of how much your legs were shaking. You whimpered softly as ropes and ropes of his hot cum filled you up to the brim. He was breathing heavily as he gently put you down, laying you on your back so your stomach won't be pressed against the bed. You would have laughed if you weren't so tired. He doesn't understand that the fetus won't be harmed if your stomach will press against the bed. The only thing he knows is that he has to protect his child. "You okay?" He mumbled rubbing your cheek and you opened your teary eyes, begging for some sleep and nodded "sore" came out whispered and you winced softly when he took your wrist gently "fuck babygirl I'm so fucking sorry " he whispered kissing your bruised lips "it's okay" his jaw clenched when he noticed your teary eyes and he rasped "you need to tell me if I'm ever too rough with you doll. I'm so fucking sorry i lost control and-" "it's okay yoongi ah I'm fine" you giggled tiredly whispering "wanna sleep" he nodded kissing your forehead and standing up "let's clean you up first yeah?" He mumbled picking you up and making sure to be extra gentle.

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"Hey doll" you looked up when a hand pressed against your back and you smiled brightly as you saw Yoongi looking down at you with a fond smile. Of course he looked very charming. In his three piece suit and his long hair styled. His Rolex watch shinning along with your wedding ring on his ring finger. All the girls on the table looked at you both with wide eyes as they saw him kissing your forehead "ready to go home?" You nodded standing up and he took your Louis Vuitton mini dauphine, before looking at your friends with his usual cold eyes "I'm Min yoongi. Y/n's husband. It was nice meeting you ladies, now if you can excuse us i need to take my wife home" he made sure to look at yoona as he wrapped a protective arm around your waist and pulled you closer. You placed a soft hand on his chest looking at lia "let's meet later lia" she nodded smiling softly and you smiled at your other friends before stopping at yoona who seemed to be burning red with jealousy as she eyed your bag and his arm wrapped around you "miss yoona" her gaze snapped at you with a burning smile while yoongi's arm around you tighten. You raised your hand and tucked your hair behind your ear, making sure your neck was exposing the dark marks he had left on you, and your sleeve pushed down slightly, revealing the cuff marks marks on your wrist. You didn't miss her jaw clenching as she saw the marks and you placed a hand on her shoulder saying "i assure you the spark is still there" before walking past her with yoongi smirking proudly and leaning down to whisper against your ear "that's my girl "

You giggled softly and kissed his lips "how long were you there?" He scoffed mumbling "don't worry doll. I was there long enough to almost put a bullet in her head" of course you felt the bulge of his gun pressing against your hips. But it didn't scared you like it used to. Odd enough, it gave you comfort in knowing that he was close to you. "You know you looked really hot back there" "really?" You chirped giggling and he nodded pressing his nose against your jawline "you think our kid would mind if i give them a little visit tonight?" He placed a hand over your thigh, squeezing your soft flesh and you kept your hand on his, whispering "I'm sure they won't " laughing loudly when he speeded out of the parking lot.

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A/n the spark will never leave if yoongi's your husband 😌

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[b1ackbunny]

LOVE LIES

CH. 2 | VIRTUAL PASSENGER PRINCESS

A Bada Lee smau-ish ff

pairing: bada lee x fem!dancer!oc (jia mei yu)

synopsis: bada lee wasn’t looking for love when it found her. jia mei yu couldn’t truly comprehend the feeling inside when she was with her, on and off the dancefloor. when these two dancers meet by chance, a bond is formed and uncharted territories are explored.

word count: ≈ 2.7k

warnings: definitely au-like… no mentions of swf or smf, uhhh idk any more, bad writing, friendly violence, a little inaccurate, unedited

previous: chapter 1

next: chapter 3

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taglist (open): @badasgirlfriend

a/n: I feel like this started as looking like a filler but progressed gradually… anyways the way me and bada are fr married and have a cat, dog, & turtle 🤞🏽 she’s my woman fs!!! I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY <333 let me know if I should make a taglist

Jia hummed as she made her way around the kitchen. It was the morning after exchanging numbers with Bada and sadly, they both didn't know what to text each other first.

Footsteps were heard trudging down the stairs and hall before the sleepy figure of Laura appeared in the kitchen walkway. She settled onto a chair by the kitchen table and loudly yawned. Jia glanced at her sister before continuing to make the two breakfast.

She peeked at her phone on the counter a couple of times—well, multiple—as she worked. No texts or messages from Bada had appeared yet. Jia slightly frowned before plating the breakfast. By this time, Laura had taken out two small boxes of coffee milk and moved to the dining table.

Jia brought the breakfasts over and set them in front of their seats. Laura thanked her before taking a bite. She watched as Jia glanced at her phone for another time and then sipped the coffee milk. Laura squinted at her sister and slightly leaned closer, drawing Jia’s attention to the girl.

“…Yes?” Jia asked with furrowed brows, starting her breakfast. “Why do you keep doing that?” Laura took a sip of her coffee milk before folding her hands. “Doing what?” The older sister questioned back as she continued eating her breakfast.

“Checking your phone every five seconds.” Laura immediately responded, signaling toward the device on the table. Jia’s eyes widened a little before returning to normal, flickering between her sister and her phone. “Oh, no big reason. Just waiting for a text.” Jia shrugged, looking down at her food and she continued eating.

Laura took a long sip of her milk before tsking. “I’m gonna call bullshit on this one. You don't even check your phone this much when waiting for work calls.” Jia rolled her eyes at her sister’s remark and scoffed.

“Just so you know you're completely wrong. I check my phone a decent amount of times for work calls.” Laura hummed in uncertainty and made a face before being shushed by Jia.

“But, fine… I’ll tell you. See, I'm not actually lying because I am waiting for a text.” Jia started, taking a moment to sip on the milk to try and conceal the budding smile that was ready to overtake her face.

Laura motioned her to continue, already pulling her legs onto her seat in anticipation. “I met this girl at YGX yesterday-” She was cut off by a scream from Laura who started clapping. A smile took over Jia’s features as she laughed and motioned for Laura to quiet down.

“Tell me more, I need to know more!” Jia ran her fingers through her hair, thinking back on the evening before. “She’s probably one of the most beautiful women—scratch that—beautiful human beings I’ve met in a long time. Her smile was so pretty, her laugh, when she danced…” Jia covered her flushed face silently screaming at herself to get a grip.

This caused more screams to be heard from the younger as she began to tease her sister. “How are you crushing this hard after just meeting her?” Jia removed one hand to wave off her sister before continuing on her rant.

“But at first I didn't get the chance to get her number, right? Hours later, guess who shows up at my practice room door?” Laura’s jaw dropped and she lightly tapped her table. “No way.” “That's what I was thinking. But then, she asked me for my number.” Laura shook her head in astonishment to which Jia nodded back with a laugh.

“She made me giggle. Giggle, Laura.” Jia stressed, slightly embarrassed after thinking about it. “How do you act like a dumbass and still pull? I don't even want to be like you, I need to be like you.” Laura confirmed with a nod causing Jia to deeply sigh and prop her hand against her forehead.

“I think I messed up my chances a bit though. I said I wanted to be friends.” Jia winced and closed her eyes, shaking her head. Should she have been more direct in her efforts? “Honestly, I think it's a good thing you said that. Get to know each other first, you know?” Laura truthfully examined the situation before nodding.

Jia raised her head and nodded in agreement. The two sisters finished up their breakfast before continuing their morning routines.

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Since Laura was spending the day filming at home, Jia didn’t need to prep Kija, their sphynx cat, for a day at home alone. Jia took this opportunity to get an early start to her day. It was currently 8 am and her first class began at 10 so she decided to go on a quick grocery trip beforehand.

Exiting the apartment, she locked the door before moving to the elevator. Once she left the complex, she walked to the nearest grocery store and initiated her journey through the aisles. Jia was about to call Laura when she saw the notifications that slid onto her screen.

No, it wasn't that Bada texted her, but it was that she followed her on instagram, twitter, and tiktok. A gasp left her mouth before she slowly covered her mouth. She made sure the aisle was clear before fist-pumping and hopping.

Regaining her composure, Jia cleared her throat before moving down the aisle, adding a couple of items in when necessary. After she paid at the register, she walked back outside and pulled her phone out of her pocket.

Jia stared down at her phone again before looking up, and biting down a smile. With a quick breath, she followed Bada back on the three apps. Almost instantly, Jia put her phone back in her pocket and walked home. 

Did she follow back too quickly? The thought loomed around the girl’s head, causing her to sigh before shifting her focus back to the trek home.

Once she reached the apartment, she placed the groceries in their respective areas, hugged Kija on the way to the door, and made sure to bring her car keys and dance bag.

Jia crossed the street and strolled over to her car. She placed the dance bag in the passenger seat before running over to the other side and hopping in the driver’s seat.

Today, she was spending most of the day at 1Million Dance Studio. She had 4 classes in total, three that she would teach and one that she would attend, which Jia knew meant it would be an easier day.

When she reached 1Million, Jia saw the digital clock read 9:15 a.m. This meant she had a little less than an hour to spare so she started scrolling through her tiktok for you page.

She liked and reposted a couple videos before deciding it would be best to head in early. Jia grabbed her possessions before leaving the car and walking toward the entrance.

It's been a little less than a month since she taught a class at 1Million, but when one of her favorites, Lia Kim, asked her to lead a class, she couldn't turn her down. One of the artists Jia’s most recently worked with was a new girl group called Kiss Of Life.

She loved the group’s vision and happily accepted when asked to choreograph a couple of dances for them. Today, she would teach her students the choreography of Sugarcoat by Natty.

Jia swung the bag over her shoulder once she reached the receptionist. She politely greeted her as she signed in before moving through the familiar hallways. Passing a few familiar faces, Jia entered the restroom.

She walked towards one of the sinks and washed her hands before reapplying her lipgloss. Jia examined her outfit in the mirror before putting her lipgloss in her bag.

The door to the bathroom opened but Jia didn't pay attention as she wiped around her lips. “Jia!” The mentioned girl pivoted toward the noise and a smile arose almost instantly.

“Oh my gosh! You guys almost gave me a heart attack!” Jia held a hand over her heart while she laughed. The two girls rolled their eyes with smiles as they made their way toward Jia.

They engulfed her in a group hug, squeezing her tightly. “It's so good to see you. I was stalking your Instagram and why have you basically only been dancing at YGX?” Redy jokingly quizzed the girl, pulling away from the hug and crossing her arms.

“My queen Leejung has kept me captive. But don't worry, you'll be seeing me more often.” Jia dramatically said before adjustng the bag on her arm. Debby patted her shoulder and shook her head.

“How come you didn't tell me you were having a class today? Also, why did I have to find out through Redy that you were coming to one of my classes?” Debby playfully squinted her eyes at the girl and mimicked Redy’s cross-armed position.

“I wanted to surprise you. You know I love you guys, you're like my 1Million babes.” Jia said with a pout, linking her arms around her two friend’s shoulders.

They laughed and set their heads on her shoulders. “I know I missed you and all, but please release me before I pee my pants. That's the reason we came here.” Redy spoke up, causing more laughs to erupt as the three unlinked, watching her run to a stall.

“I missed you guys. Please stop by one of my classes.” Jia said loud enough so Redy could also hear before waving goodbye as she exited the restroom.

Continuing her trek down the halls, stopping at times to greet familiar faces, she reached her dance class and saw that some students were already waiting outside. She looked down at the time, it reading 9:48, before looking back up and giving the students an impressed expression.

Jia entered and dropped her bag at the front of the room. She reviewed the dance until it was less than five minutes from the class’s start time, making sure to cut down the mistakes she might make while teaching.

Once she was done, Jia opened the door for the early students and greeted them as they arrived.

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Jia finished both her own class and Debby’s, so she decided to congratulate herself by taking her lunch break. It was a little after 2:00 and Jia exited the studio. She looked down at her phone and saw she accidentally left it on do not disturb for the duration of both classes and the 20-minute break in between.

She mentally winced as she saw the notifications roll in. Luckily, none of them seemed to be from her agency nor her work email. Jia reached her car and unlocked the door, climbing into the driver's seat before tossing her bag on the passenger seat.

The girl inserted the key into the ignition but didn't ignite it, silently scrolling through her notifications. Her eyes widened when she saw the multiple message notifications from a certain taller dancer.

Without another thought, she unlocked her phone and opened the messages. What she was met with warmed her heart.

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Meanwhile, during the moments leading up to that text back, things were a bit more chaotic on Bada’s side. Although she had a class she was teaching after texting Jia, the girl was slowly taking over her thoughts.

During the water breaks she found herself checking her phone a bunch. It honestly was a miracle she got through the full class without slipping up.

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Jia set her phone on the stand in her car. She looked into the mirror and fixed her hair a bit before she heard the ringing of her phone. She looked down at the incoming call and took a deep breath.

The girl waited a few moments before accepting the call. She leaned back in her seat and smiled when she saw Bada’s face pop up on screen. “Hey, you.” Bada teasingly said with a smile, propping her phone against her bag.

The girl on the other end could tell Bada was in a studio at Just Jerk by the wall behind her. “Hey, how have your classes been?” Jia asked as she ignited her engine. “They’ve been pretty fun! I taught some old and new choreo. What about you?”

Jia sighed with a smile, pulling out of her parking space and heading onto the road. “Mine are good so far, I taught a class and went to my friend’s class. I think you might know her.”

Jia’s eyebrows furrowed in slight thought before she turned a corner, glancing at the girl on the other end of the line. Bada wore a slightly confused expression before taking a sip of water. “I might, what's her name?”

As Jia approached a red light, she subconsciously leaned back in her seat and rested an arm on the center console. “Debby. She teaches at 1Million.” Bada’s eyes widened and she “ohed” in confirmation.

“Yeah, I know Debby! This makes a lot more sense why she- nevermind. Where are you going?” Bada changed the subject, not wanting to mention the series of replies from Redy and Debby to the girl.

Jia raised an eyebrow and glanced at Bada before brushing it off and answering the question. “Whenever I'm at 1Million, I usually go to this cafe not too far and get lunch.” The dancer explained, resting her head against the headrest and sighing at how long the red light was.

She noticed Bada move her face from the camera’s view and furrowed her eyebrows. “What's wrong?” “Nothing!” Bada quickly responded and after a couple of seconds, put her face back in the camera’s view.

On the other end, Jia shook her head with a smile before sitting up once the light turned green. “How long is your break?” Jia questioned, glancing at Bada as she lightly pressed the gas pedal.

“I don't have a class for the next 40 minutes,” Bada responded, causing Jia to hum before switching lanes. “That's good to hear,” Jia said with a smile that spread across the line onto Bada’s face.

“Are you sure I'm not bothering you while you're driving?” Bada randomly asked and Jia finally pulled into a parking spot by the cafe. “Of course not! Honestly, I like having you on the phone when I'm driving. You're like my virtual passenger princess.” Jia teasingly admits, looking anywhere but at her phone when she talked.

Risking a peek at Bada, she saw the girl hold a bashful grin, her cheeks reddened as she dipped from the frame. Once she returned, Jia leaned on the steering wheel and brought her face closer to her phone, deciding to spare the girl and not bring up her reaction.

“So Bada Lee, did you eat lunch yet?” The mentioned girl nodded, mimicking Jia’s movements and bringing her face closer to the camera. “Yes, I did Jia Mei Yu, a couple of hours ago.” Jia flippantly frowned before pushing off of the wheel and sighing.

“Well, I guess you'll just have to watch me eat.” The girl said with fake sadness and unbuckled her seatbelt. She pulled out her wallet and headphones from her dance bag and removed her phone from its stand.

Before exiting the car, she put on her headphones and connected it to her phone. Jia talked to Bada for almost the full duration of her time in the cafe, only directing her attention away from the girl when she talked to the employees.

Whenever Bada talked, Jia easily directed her concentration to her. She's a very active listener in general, but especially when it comes to Bada. She hung on each word Bada said, responding and commenting on some of her remarks.

When Jia talked, Bada couldn't take her eyes off the screen. Any sounds from the other rooms near her landed on deaf ears. All her attention was focused on the girl who lit up her screen.

She didn't know how Jia was able to absorb all of her attention without even being physically present. She nodded along to the girl’s statements and laughed at her jokes, even if they weren't always that funny.

The two grew closer together, staying true to their words on becoming friends. Although, at the back of their minds, they both hoped for something more.

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#b1ackbunny writes #bada lee #bada lee x oc #bada lee x reader #bada au #bada lee fanfic #bada lee x fem oc #bada x oc #bada x reader #my wife bada lee #bada lee x y/n #bada lee au #bada lee x fem reader #my heart my soul #love lies | bada lee #street woman fighter #swf2 #street woman fighter 2 #swf #bebe #team bebe #bada lee swf2 #bada lee swf #gxg

[riseofamoonycake]

Moony! Moony! Can I ask for a Kamo x fem!reader headcanons, where they both eat aphrodisiac chocolates?❤️❤️❤️

OH OH OH.

Eating aphrodisiac chocolates with Noritoshi Kamo

Warnings: presence of NSFW content

All starts thanks to Mei Mei. Yes, she is the main culprit, because she is the one who gifts you with a luxury box all wrapped in red paper and giving off a sweet scent, full of little chocolates too tempting to say no...

You don't notice her smirk; you think the present is for the favor you did to her the last week, so you don't suspect anything and accept the box with a great smile

Of course you decide to share it with the man of your heart, Noritoshi Kamo; so, you wait for an occasion to be with him, and while you two are cuddling on the sofa or hugging each other, you give him the box with starry eyes and a radiant smile, suggesting to eat some chocolates to relax more after the long day

You don't even wait for his answer, but take one of them, a chocolate shaped in the form of a rose, and you put it in his mouth before doing the same with yours, chosing a heart shaped chocolate

Mmmm, it is so sweet and tastes really good, but there is also something other... is it hot pepper?

You giggle, feeling your throat in fire but in a pleasant way, and close the eyes to savor the delicious chocolate, while starting to sweat a bit and feel hot. A little too much.

You open the eyes only when you sense that, next to you, Noritoshi feels the same, and you glance at his face, covered by an adorable shade of red

The silence is total

The next chocolate is full of almond, and the other one of ginger. Every chocolate feels better than the previous one, and your body feels great too. The heat starts to arise even more

And it is not an impression: slowly but steadily, both of you are closing the already tiny distance between your bodies

And then, with a trembling hand, Noritoshi takes another chocolate and rubs your lips with it, before sticking it into your mouth; but he doesn't withdraw his fingers, so you end up licking and sucking them while you stare at him in the eyes, the chocolate melting into your throat

And at this point is too late for anything, because you give in to your desire and climb into his lap, and without any mercy you pin his body to the sofa, grabbing his face and kissing him eagerly

Alternatively, it is him who grabs your hips and drags you on top of him, assalting your mouth and neck in kisses and bites

Clearly the most heated, intense and satisfying making out of your lives together, followed by long and passionate sex. Your body is covered in sweet, your breath frantic, while the sensations are tripled and every caress and stroke is pure heaven. The skin, the flesh, the soul, everything is burning, inside and outside, and the movements are bolder than usual, filled with urgency and lust

Not so much screaming or moaning because the mouth is busy playing with the other one, also the breath is lacking here

Congratulations Mei Mei, the aprodisiac chocolates really worked. Now the room is a mess, there is a couple filled by animal desire and an entire evening and night ahead. Well, it is not that bad, after all.

Eventually, you both stay speechless, one next to the other, too overwhelmed and exhausted to say anything

What an experience.

#kamo noritoshi #jjk noritoshi #noritoshi x reader #noritoshi jujutsu kaisen #noritoshi kamo #noritoshi smut #jjk #kamo noritoshi x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen

[dualdeixis]

[Image description: Digital drawings. First shows Captain Kaldena and Rai Mei in simple standing poses, drawn in outline. Second shows Kaldena and Temenos sitting beside each other at night, with firelight partially illuminating them. Kaldena is dressed casually in a red waistcoat and white shirt. She eats steamed rice from a small porcelain bowl, while Temenos only looks down at his own bowl without eating, as if lost in thought.

Third is a doodle of Ori gleefully holding up a newspaper and saying, "After 50 years,* Parti & Roque finally makes the correct decision to stop using a medieval-ass font in their logo. Why it took that long is still anyone's guess.**" Next to her is the old logo written in the blackletter-like Orsterran font and the new logo written in the modernized Solistian font. Beneath her is written, "*It has not been 50 years. **Partitio hired her to handle press releases despite her continual refusal to phrase things like a normal person." Temenos, sitting on a chair with crossed legs, steepled fingers, a shadow cast over his eyes, and a wide grin, says, "When they burned the library of U, the crowd cheered in horrible joy. They understood that there was something older than wisdom, and it was fire, and something truer than words, and it was ashes." Someone off-screen says, "Who let that guy in here." The last image is the Tweet that the doodle is based off of. Theo Fanning @TheoFanning Tweets: "After 50 years, Guitar Center finally makes the correct decision to stop using a guitar as a 'G' in their logo. Why it took that long is still anyone's guess." frog "Kid Omelas" kosaric @yurirando Quote Tweets: "when they burned the library of Alexandria the crowd cheered in horrible joy. They understood that there was something older than wisdom, and it was fire, and something truer than words, and it was ashes." End image description.]

their designs are so complicated help me + a night in ryu yields a rare moment of silent understanding and contentment + yeah

#octopath traveler #captain kaldena #rai mei #temenos mistral #ori ot #drawings #kaldena design inspired by/taken from my friend david maverickflare thank you david

[wonderlandleighleigh]

The Worst Double Date

"How did I let you talk me into this?" 

Midge give him an innocent look as she spritzes a little perfume on her wrists and dabs behind her ears. "I plied you with liquor and sexual favors," she reminds him.

Lenny snaps a finger and shakes his head. "That's right. That blow job really scrambled my brain."

Midge laughs and gets to her feet, wrapping her arms around him. "We'll go. We'll have a couple drinks. Eat a little dinner…"

"Avoid jokes about pencil sharpeners…" 

"Eh, maybe we won't be that nice," Midge smirks wickedly. 

"You, Miss Weissman, are not allowed to look at me that way," he tells her, pulling her closer. "Not if you're expecting to leave the house."

She kisses him lightly. "I promise it will all be worth it."

"We're spending an entire evening with your ex and the woman he cheated on you with," Lenny points out. 

"And then we're going back to your place," Midge reminds him. "Where you'll get to see my new corset." 

He freezes, lifting an eyebrow. "New, you say?"

"I do say."

"Color?"

"You'll find out after dinner."

Lenny huffs out a breath. "Fine. It'll be worth it."

***** 

Joel cannot stop tapping his foot on the club’s floor. 

Midge had been entirely too gracious about this whole thing. Since she and Lenny are the ones with the crazy schedules, she’d let him pick the place. She made sure the kids were well taken care of. 

Hell, the fact that hi ex-wife had agreed to this idea in the first place was a red flag in Joel’s eyes. 

But here he sits, next to his girlfriend, waiting for his ex-wife and her fiance to show up. 

He’d just figured…well…if they’re gonna be trading kids back and forth, and they’re both going to have new partners, they should at least try to make an effort not to hate said partners. 

Midge had loved Mei; respected the hell out of Mei.

But Mei is gone, with their son. God knows where. And in her place…

Is Penny Pann.

Midge thinks very little of Penny. 

Joel used to think the world of Lenny Bruce, but then he found out about him and Midge. That kind of shit certainly has a way of changing your mind about a guy. 

But he’s gotta try, right? Try to make this work.

For the kids.

And for himself, because fuck does he want to be friends with Lenny Bruce, and fuck does he not want to piss off Midge, who is not only the mother of his children, but now an Emmy winner.

And really, all of this was Archie’s idea.

“Make nice. Don’t piss off two of the biggest names in comedy or they’ll tell all of their comedy friends not to play our club.” 

Jesus does Joel hate when Archie is right. 

“You worry too much,” Penny tells him, reaching out and taking his hand. “It’s just Midge and whatever guy she’s with this time, right?” 

“She’s marrying him,” Joel tells her. “And he’s Lenny Bruce.” 

Penny blinks. “Who?” 

Fuck’s sake.

There’s a commotion in the club as people start to turn their heads, and Joel joins them. His stomach drops immediately as he spots Midge and Lenny walking in.

These are not the Midge and Lenny who come to family dinners. These are not the Midge and Lenny who pick up the kids every week. He’s not even sure these are the Midge and Lenny from their gigs or TV shows. 

No. These are the Midge and Lenny who show up to an event, dressed impeccably. Lenny’s suit is freshly pressed and well-fitting. Midge’s dress is black with a swirling blue design on every other pleat of its skirt. 

They look perfect.

They look like stars. 

And this was on purpose.

Joel glowers at Midge as she says hello to a few people, still holding Lenny’s arm as they make their way over at a leisurely pace. 

“Wow,” Penny breathes, obviously a little stunned. “She’s come a long way from the Revlon counter…” 

“Yeah,” Joel grouses. He gets to his feet as they step over, though Lenny takes a moment, chatting with someone he obviously knows. 

Midge grins at them as Lenny joins her. “Hi, Joel. Penny.” 

“Hey,” Joel says. “You uh…you’re not as late as usual.” 

“That would be my fault,” Lenny chimes in. “I wanted to get out the door before Abe dragged me into another Castro debate.” 

“Right,” Joel says mildly. 

Penny clears her throat softly. 

“Midge, you remember Penny,” he says quickly. 

“Hard to forget,” Midge comments, giving Penny a polite smile. “Hi.” 

“Midge,” Penny responds evenly. 

“Penny, this is my fiance, Lenny,” Midge tells her. “Lenny, this is Penny.” 

“Our names rhyme,” Penny comments, trying for a smile. “That’s funny.” 

“Funny haha or funny peculiar?” Lenny asks curiously. 

Joel fights hard not to roll his eyes. “Everyone have a seat.” 

“Penny never got up,” Midge points out. “So she can’t have a seat. She’s already got one.” 

Lenny dramatically pulls a chair out for Midge, and Joel knows it’s mostly to derail that line of commentary. “Now you have one, too.” 

Midge grins and kisses his cheek. “Thank you.” 

Joel sits as well, when Lenny sits, and knows in his very soul, that this night cannot end fast enough.

***** 

It is rare, Lenny thinks as he sits quietly at the table, to stumble across a person quite as dimwitted as Penny Pann.

Or someone quite so bitter. 

Because for whatever fucking reason, this woman clearly has not let go of the fact that sometime at the end of 1958, Joel nearly went back to Midge, and even though he didn’t, he still left Penny the first time. 

“So,” Penny says breezily. “Midge.” 

“Penny,” Midge says, lifting her chin, her blue gaze landing on the other woman. “How are you?” 

“Oh, I’m fine,” Penny tells her. “Great, actually. What about you? Sleep with any husbands lately?” 

Joel is about to open his mouth and interject, but Lenny knows better. Midge has this handled. 

“Not recently,” Midge tells her. “It’s been a couple of years, but I guess when Lenny and I get married, I’ll be sleeping with a husband.” 

“Right now she’s just sleeping with a former husband,” Lenny chimes in. 

“Maybe let’s talk about something else,” Joel snaps. “Lenny. Any good shows coming up?” 

“I’ll be out of town for a couple weeks, traveling the Mid-Atlantic and New England,” he tells them. “Baltimore. Boston. Philly. Those kindsa places.” 

“Nice,” Joel nods evenly. “You got gigs for here in the city lined up?” 

“Mostly for the fall,” Lenny shrugs. “I’m taking a little vacation in August to move my daughter from LA to my apartment here. Things are going well enough, and I have the space, and I miss her like crazy.” 

Joel frowns deeply, confused. “You have a kid?” 

“Yes.” 

“Why didn’t I know that?” 

“Because I don’t know you very well,” Lenny reminds him. 

“You don’t talk about your kid in your act?” Joel asks, still confused.

“I don’t have that kind of act,” Lenny says. “And my kid doesn’t stare at me in creepy silence for twenty straight minutes without blinking.” 

Midge laughs at that. “In my defense, I was high when I did that set.” 

Penny looks alarmed. “You were high?!” 

“It was a few puffs from a joint,” Lenny waves her off. “It was one night and it was nothing.” 

“That’s illegal,” Penny whispers loudly. 

“So is most of my act still,” Lenny shrugs. “Give it another fifty years, I bet you won’t be able to round a street corner without smelling the devil’s lettuce.” 

Joel rubs his face. “Why don’t we order drinks? Who wants drinks?” 

“Oh! Martini, up, olives, so many olives, three olives,” Midge says quietly.

“Two fingers of whiskey on the rocks for me, please,” Lenny adds. 

“A grasshopper for me,” Penny chimes in.

“Joel will fix that,” Midge blurts out. 

Penny frowns. “Fix what?” 

Midge takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly as she squares her shoulder. “Nothing.” 

Lenny frowns a little. He recognizes that posture on Midge. That stressed out, ‘I was in an emotionally abusive marriage and I didn’t realize it until he left me’ posture. He brushes his fingers against hers under the table and she hooks hers with his tightly, and when he looks at her face, she’s giving him a grateful smile. 

“I’ll be back with the drinks,” Joel says awkwardly as he gets to his feet and rushes. 

Lenny nods, but turns his attention back to Midge, lifting his eyebrows in a ‘you okay?’ kind of expression. 

She nods and smiles sheepishly, resting her head on his shoulder and closing her eyes briefly, and he presses a light kiss to her temple.

****

Penny frowns as she watches Joel rush off, and then turns to find Midge and Lenny in a world all their own.

She remembers her first relationship with Joe. How he’d talked about Midge. How controlling she’d been. How heartless. How disinterested in Joel’s dreams she was. How frigid she could be.

Watching her now (though trying not to look like she’s watching as she sips her water), Penny sees someone who doesn’t seem to fit that description. She looks at Lenny like he hung the moon. Like his very presence at the table next to her is lifting her spirits. 

Lenny is giving her a soft, adoring grin, obviously happy to be here with Midge; making the most of what is, honestly, an awkward night.

Penny knows she looks at Joel that way. She’s…not sure Joel has ever looked that way at her in return.

And suddenly, it hits Penny like a baseball bat to the head.

Midge moved on.

Mei is gone.

She is a consolation prize. 

Joel is settling for her. There are two women Joel would rather be with.

Penny isn’t one of them.

Tears threaten her as she watches Midge rest her head comfortably on Lenny’s shoulder, and his lips brush a light kiss to her temple, as if that’s something they do all the time.

Because it probably is. 

“Excuse me,” Penny jokes out as she messily gets to her feet and rushes for the bathroom. 

***** 

Midge watches Penny stumble off and sighs softly. “Fuck.” 

“Here?” Lenny asks curiously. “Now?” 

“She’s upset,” Midge tells him. 

“Well…she’s seeing Joel,” Lenny points out. “So…” 

“Where’s Penny?” Joel asks as he sets their drinks down on the table. 

“She went to the bathroom,” Midge tells him. “Something upset her.” 

“What’d you say?” Joel snaps, looking upset.  

“Literally nothing,” Midge bites back quickly.

“Well, go see what’s wrong.” 

“Me?” 

“You’re the woman at this table,” Joel points out. “I can’t go into the ladies’ room, neither can Lenny.” 

“I can,” Lenny corrects him. “It’s a question of should.” 

“You’re making jokes now?” Joel asks, quickly getting heated.

“It’s kind of my entire thing,” Lenny shrugs. “And also, my previous statement is true.” 

Midge huffs out a breath and gets to her feet. “I’ll go.” 

“Thank you,” Joel snaps, obviously not at all grateful.

Midge doesn’t respond as she heads for the ladies’ room.

***** 

Regina Dalton has been privy to some wild-ass white people conversations. As the attendant in the ladies’ room at a very fancy club, there are times when she wishes she were anywhere but here, listening to these wild, insane, sometimes doped-up conversations.

Tonight is not one of those nights.

Tonight, Midge Maisel walks into the bathroom looking like a woman on a mission.

“Mrs. Maisel!” Regina chirps. “I saw you at the Apollo a few years ago, you killed that night!” 

The other woman beams at her in a way that’s polite, but genuine. “Thank you so much. That’s really kind. I’m really glad you enjoyed the show.” 

“Not bad for a white girl in Harlem,” Regina jokes, making the comedienne laugh. 

“That’s really all I could have hoped for that night,” Midge tells her. She lowers her voice. “Hey - did a dark-haired, upset-looking woman in a green dress come rushing in here?” 

Regina nods and lowers her voice to a whisper. “Yes, she did. Ugly crying and everything.” 

“Oy,” Midge sighs okay. “Okay. Thank you for letting me know what to expect.” 

“Friend of yours?” 

“Ex-husband’s girlfriend,” Midge explains. “If you come to a future show, I’m sure I’ll have plenty more to say.” 

Regina tries hard to not giggle at that as she watches Midge head down the row of toilet stalls. 

***** 

“So,” Joel says awkwardly. 

Lenny sips his drink, staring back at the younger man silently. 

Joel knows he’s doing it on purpose. Joel knows damn well that Lenny thinks that putting Midge through an entire evening of sitting across from the man who broke her heart and the woman who helped him do it is bullshit. 

Joel finds it hard to fault the guy. He’s probably at least a little right. And if MIdge and Joel hadn’t had children, they wouldn’t be doing this. They wouldn’t be in each others’ lives anymore. It would have been a clean break four years ago.

As it stands, Joel feels like this can’t be helped. 

“I know you don’t like me,” Joel says. 

Lenny doesn’t respond. He just sits back in his seat, tall frame taking up quite a lot of room in a way that’s casual and somehow imposing at the same time.

“I know you think this entire night is a terrible idea.” 

“It doesn’t matter what I think,” Lenny points out. “You asked to go on this double date. To try and bury the hatchet on some old heartaches, and Midge said yes. So here I am.” 

Joel nods. 

“The difference is that when Midge brought this entire cockamamie idea to my attention, she took the time to ask me to be understanding. To behave a little. Show a little compassion for a couple of people I don’t really have any compassion for.” 

“Jeez, you really don’t like me,” Joel mutters. 

“Why should I like you?” Lenny asks. 

Joel stares at him. 

Lenny shrugs. “I suppose I should thank you. If it weren’t for your wandering dick, Midge and I never would have met. But here is what I do not understand about tonight.” 

“What?” Joel asks. 

“Why not take Penny aside and ask her to show a little kindness?” Lenny asks. 

“You think I didn’t?” Joel snaps. “Come on, I know I’m an asshole, but I’m not that bad.” 

“So she just didn’t listen,” Lenny surmises. “Knew you were looking for a friendly ceasefire and she fired shots off the bat?” 

Joel sighs heavily. “Yeah.” 

It’s not the whole truth. And they both know it. Joel squirms a little in his seat, fiddling withis empty glass.

Lenny takes a larger sip of his drink. 

“No,” Joel amends. “I told her I wanted it to be a nice night. I didn’t ask her to hold off on the insults.” 

“So you are that bad,” Lenny says. 

“Yeah.” 

He gets no other response. 

***** 

“Go away, Midge.” 

Midge takes a breath and closes her eyes, letting it out slowly as she stands outside the stall that Penny Pann has commandeered. “Look, I know that you hate my guts because I slept with Joel when he and I were still technically married, even though he’d walked out on me.” 

She gets no response. 

“But it’s been a few years now,” Midge goes on. “Maybe we could just…not be such raging assholes to each other going forward?” 

“It’s not about Joel,” Penny blurts out tearily. “Well it is, but it’s not about you and Joel. It’s about- about you and Lenny.” 

Midge frowns. “Me and Lenny? What about us?” 

“It’s just- you’re so happy together!” 

Midge purses her lips and looks down at the engagement ring on her finger. A modest-sized but just about perfect diamond on a rose gold band (“you like pink so much, I thought it’d be good. It felt like you.”). “We are happy.” 

“I want to be that happy,” Penny says quietly. 

“It’s not easy,” Midge admits after a moment. “I thought it was. When I was with Joel, it certainly seemed easy. But I was wrong. And Lenny has never been an easy man to love, mostly because he’s not very good at loving himself, which is - an entirely different topic of conversation that you don’t need in your life right now. Or - ever. But being happy in a relationship takes time and work. And if one or both of you isn’t willing to put it in, then it’s not going to happen. Or you think it’s happening but it turns out to be bullshit.” 

A startled gasp sounds from a woman heading to another stall. 

“Oh, please, we’re in the ladies room of a club that doesn’t allow kids under the age of eighteen in,” Midge snaps. “Get a grip.” 

Penny gives a watery giggle at that. 

“You want Joel?” Midge asks. 

“Y-Yes.” 

“Do the work,” Midge shrugs. “If he’s not willing to do it with you, he is not the one.” 

“He is the one. He’s always been the one.” 

“I thought so too,” Midge says softly. “I was wrong.” 

“I’m not you.” 

“Thank fuck,” Midge mutters.

“I heard that!” 

Midge doesn’t dignify that with an answer. “You ready to come back out or you need a few more minutes?” 

“...A few more minutes?” 

Midge nods. “I’ll wait.” 

***** 

It takes a few more minutes for the two women to come back from the ladies’ room, and when they do, Lenny reaches out, taking Midge’s hand and tugging her down to have a seat on his knee. 

She looks…

“Hi,” she says with a sad smile. 

“Hello,” he returns, tilting his head. “You okay?” 

Midge nods and closes her eyes briefly. “I think we’re gonna call it. Tonight’s not the night.” 

Lenny nods, thinking that over, glancing at Penny as she sits stiffly next to Joel before turning back to Midge. “Pizza? Chinese? Burgers?” 

“French fries sound so fucking good right now,” she breathes out, her shoulders relaxing. 

“Then I will buy you French fries,” he grins, helping her to her feet before getting to his own. He turns to Joel and Penny - neither of whom get to their feet. “Well. Tonight was…a night of the week. We’ll see you around.” 

Midge chuckles a little and nudges Lenny along. “Goodnight, you two.” 

Joel gets to his feet abruptly then, telling Penny he’ll be right back as he follows them towards the door. 

“Midge.” 

Lenny turns back, watching as Midge turns to look at Joel. 

“Penny loves you,” she says softly, though Lenny can still hear her. “Really loves you. Don’t fuck it up.” 

With that, she takes Lenny by the hand, and tugs him out. 

“We didn’t pay for our drinks, you know,” he reminds her, amused.

“No we didn’t,” Midge nods. “I just spent a good fifteen minutes comforting the woman who helped ruin my first marriage. She can buy us a couple of drinks.” 

Lenny tugs her close, letting go of her hand to wrap his arm around her, kissing the side of her head. “All the French fries you can handle.” 

“Hell, yes.” 

END

#fic #au #tmmm #Midge x Lenny #Midge Maisel #Fictional Lenny #Joel x Penny #Joel Maisel #Penny Pann

[waitineedaname]

inspired by @clearbun's post !

“You’re being a baby.”

“And you’re an asshole.”

It was humiliating just to hear himself speak. Greed the Avaricious, normally a presence that filled the room and a voice that commanded attention, was reduced to a pitiful croak under nine layers of blankets and pillows, made raspy by the gunk that coated his throat. He once had aspirations to be emperor of the world, and now here he was, incapacitated by a mild virus. 

Ling Yao, the Emperor of Xing, Greed’s best friend in the entire world, and most importantly, the absolute bastard who got him sick in the first place, was unamused.

“It’s just bronchitis.” Ling crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. “I’m sure every child in Xing has had it at some point.”

“Do I look like a child to you?” Greed managed to unearth a hand from under his layers of blankets to hold up a finger. “Don’t answer that.”

Ling dutifully did not answer, but he did snicker, which was answer enough. Greed was going to throttle him once he felt well enough to stand for longer than forty seconds. “I brought you something to drink,” Ling said, because he was capable of being helpful. Greed poked a little more of his head out from under the blankets, then fully wriggled into a sitting position when he saw what Ling had brought him. He held the warm cup in both hands and took a long sip, letting out a contented sigh. Ling insisted it was just honey and lemon juice, but Greed was pretty sure it was the ichor of the gods, considering it was one of only things he could swallow without feeling like he’d attempted knife-eating again. He’d done that stunt precisely once in his life, and he decided it wasn’t worth the regeneration, even if it was funny to watch people’s reactions. This stupid sore throat was much worse, especially considering he couldn’t even make some dramatic performance out of it.

“Next time,” Greed rasped out between sips, “You should put a shot of whiskey in this.”

Ling smirked. “I’ll see what I can do. I think we’ve still got the bottle Ed sent.”

“You still have most of the bottle Ed sent,” Greed corrected him. He would know.

“I see you still haven’t had the tea my alkahestrists made for you.”

Greed glanced over at the now cold cup of tea on his bedside table, then back to Ling, eyes narrowed. “It smells weird.”

“Can you even smell anything? I thought you’d still be clogged up.” Ling leaned over in the chair he’d pulled up and inspected the tea. 

“I can smell enough to know that shit’s suspicious.”

“It’s not suspicious, Greed.” Ling sighed, exasperated. “It’s medicinal. Do you want Mei to come in here and lecture you into taking your medicine again?”

Greed grimaced. No, he did not. He loved the kid, really, but she could be damn persistent when she got down to business. Medicine was her specialty, after all. He’d thought she might actually stab him if he didn’t follow her bed arrest orders. Not that he needed much persuading; he’d nearly pulled a Ling and passed out in the middle of a hallway a few days earlier, and that had been enough to convince him he should probably be horizontal for a while.

“How are you feeling?” Ling asked. In the time it took for Greed to reflect on Mei’s potential lecture, he had stood and handed the tea to a servant in the hallway so it could be reheated, and he was back in his seat now. Out of all his symptoms, the brain fog might be Greed’s least favorite part of being sick.

“Terrible. Thanks for asking.” Greed attempted to slump back into his nest of pillows and blankets without spilling his lemon drink all over himself.

“I’m surprised it’s hitting you this badly.” Ling propped his chin up contemplatively. “It was just a mild cold for me, and I was better in a couple days.”

“Yeah, well,” Greed paused to cough his lungs out. Ling sympathetically patted his back. “You have experience being sick,” Greed said once he’d composed himself again. “I can’t exactly blast the illness out of me with the Philosopher’s Stone anymore.”

Ling hummed lightly in thought. A knock came at the door, and he perked up. “Enter,” he said. To their surprise, it was not a servant who popped their head through the door, but rather Alphonse, wearing a mask on the lower half of his face and carrying a bowl of soup. Ling zeroed in on the bowl like a bloodhound. “Ooh! Is that ginger garlic soup?”

“It’s not for you!” Al said, laughing. “It’s for our patient here.”

“Gimme.” Greed made grabby hands for it, only remembering to set aside his drink after extending his arms. 

“Such unfair treatment,” Ling complained half-heartedly. “Where was my soup when I was sick?”

“I know for a fact that you had people waiting on you hand and foot that brought you a barrel’s worth of soup,” Al teased, handing the bowl to Greed.

“What if I just wanted soup from my friend Alphonse, did you think of that?” 

“If you want soup so badly, go down to the kitchen. I think they have some left over.”

“Maybe I will.” Ling stood from his chair and straightened his robes. “This is perfect timing, actually. I had a meeting I needed to attend anyway. Greed, you’re in Al’s hands now.”

“What, am I being babysat?” Greed grumbled.

“Yep!” Ling sang cheerily. He grinned and waved at them both and was out the door before Greed could complain any further.

“Royal pain in my ass,” Greed muttered. Al chuckled and replaced Ling in the chair at his bedside. Greed took a long sip of the soup and groaned happily when the ginger immediately punched him straight in the sinuses. “Fuck, this stuff is good.”

“I thought you’d like that.” Al’s eyes crinkled above his mask. It finally registered in Greed’s mind that he was wearing it, and he gestured to his own mouth.

“What’s up with the mask? Hiding from the guards or something?”

“No, I’m pretty sure my hair gives me away to everyone in the palace,” Al admitted. “Being without my body for so long kinda destroyed my immune system, so I’d rather not risk getting sick. No offense.”

“None taken.” Greed waved him off, taking another sip of his soup. “Trust me, I’m beginning to understand why humans hate being sick so much.”

“You really ended up with the short end of the stick, huh?” Al said sympathetically. “A brand new human body, but it means you haven’t built up an immune system since childhood.”

“You’re telling me.” Greed sighed. “You know, this isn’t really what I had in mind when I asked how to get a body like yours back when we met.”

Al tsked. “The armor couldn’t get sick, which I guess was convenient. But it also couldn’t enjoy delicious soup.”

“Fair enough. I guess being able to have soup partially makes up for being able to get sick.” Greed clumsily guided the noodles towards his mouth with his chopsticks. Temporarily sated and sinuses feeling more clear, he sat back and smacked his lips. “So what’s the verdict, doc?”

“Well, I don’t think you’re gonna die,” Al declared brightly.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” Greed said, tone dry.

“Are you still feeling feverish?” 

“Nah. I felt shitty when I woke up, but I think I’m past it now.”

“And you’re coughing phlegm up?” Al asked. Greed’s grimace was answer enough. “I think you’re probably past the worst of it. You might have a cough for a while, but you’ll probably be back to functioning in a couple days.” Greed sighed in relief, only for Al to ruin his mood by adding, “But I think you’re gonna have to drink the tea Mei prescribed you.”

Greed groaned. “But it smells like dirt!”

“There are lots of nutrients in dirt!” Al said cheerfully. Greed narrowed his eyes at him.

“Are you fucking with me?”

Al grinned and didn’t answer his question. “I’ll ask Mei if we can add other helpful herbs to mask the taste. How’s that sound?” Greed grumbled and slumped lower in his blanket mound, but he didn’t argue further. Al took his bowl and put it on the bedside table beside his lemon drink. “I have to head to the library, but Mei will probably be around in a couple hours to check on you. Get some rest, alright?”

Greed grunted and gave him a thumbs up, already struggling to keep his eyes open. The satisfying warmth of the soup in his belly and the coziness of the softest pillows in the palace (he checked) were conspiring against him to make it nearly impossible to resist taking a nap. He was pretty sure he heard Al snicker at him, but he honestly couldn’t bring himself to care. Having a human immune system sucked ass, but at least he had his people looking out for him. Being human wasn’t all bad.

#fma #fmab #greed fma #ling yao #alphonse elric #my writing #just something short and sweet! #it'll be on ao3 momentarily

[sublieu]

IF YOU CAN STILL REMEMBER THE MK X LISTENER PLOT, UH- CAN YOU MAKE IT? You can have your own version of it!

╰┈➤❝ [⋆· *Demi Demon Ruts༉‧₊˚.] ¡! ❞

Warnings: cumflation, cunnilingus, [semi] finger fucking, flirty/perverted Mk, ruts, marking

A.n: I'm still gonna do a fic on him. Don't think I'm not gonna.

Mentions: @mortal-mayhem @zmzsnakes @yellowaxol @fallenplantation

Ah yes, the time of mating season, where demons, animals, gods and goddesses come together to be rid of their awful punishment their body decides to lay upon them.

But for Mk, this affected him worse.

He could barely concentrate on working, helping and partying. It was as if the whole world was colliding in on him, and now he's stuck in his room hiding away and trying to bear through the suffering.

Mk was confused, everything felt fuzzy and dizzy. The room had an unbearably thick smell, as if you were there attempting to comfort him as he wore your favorite oversized shirt that you 'borrowed' from him. Until Wukong showed up.

"Kid, you've been missing trainin- jesus christ did you spray the place or something?!"

Wukong yells as he coughs and wheezes, Mk just hid deeper inside him fluffy blanket, he felt as if he was gonna die from embarrassment when everything suddenly clicked for the golden brown monkey.

"Mk, are you going through a *pfft* rut?"

He stutters as he fails to hide his laughter, plopping down on his bed whilst continuing to laugh at the brunette's misery. Patting down his back and hearing him purr shortly after.

"How is this even possible?! I'm not even a demon much less a demigod!" "Well, technically.. you are a demigod, but that still means you're gonna suffer ruts like every other demon does."

Wukong sighs and pulls the blanket away, his heart breaking when he sees how much poor Mk was suffering as tears ran down his eyes. Silently sobbing as he held his knees together to ease the pain for him in a way.

"Kid, I can find a way to help you deal with your situation buuutttt it's gonna cost you" "Anything Wukong please!"

Mk sobs and begs, the demon groans as he scratches his head, looking for bugs as gets up and summons his Nimbus to collect some ingredients.

"You're gonna need to isolate yourself for atleast 2 weeks, not only that, you have to keep physical touch to an absolute low. Which means your little girlfriend and your friends are gonna have to keep a far distance from you for the time being" Wukong starts as he picks up and empty bottle he could find around Mk's room that he wasn't using at the moment.

Mk laid there as he tried to rest, his eyes slowly starting to drift as Wukong's last sentence was a blur.

"Oh and do not touch yourself, no jerking off nothing. Understand? I'll tell Pigsy and your friends to let you rest for the next 2 weeks" the demon continues and stands on his Nimbus before flying off to let his apprentice rest.

Diary entry #1

So I just cleaned up my room (finally) and is currently eating noodles Pigsy made for me. Honestly if it wasn't for him Mei would have to cook and I'm scared of her cooking cus the last time the fish stew she made for me actually bit on my fork. IT BIT MY FORK. Signing off, finna watch tawog and get some more rest -Mk.

Diary entry #2

Y/n just came by my house to drop off groceries today, honestly I love her so so much, she even got me my favorite chocolate too! I'm gonna repay her one day, I'm saving up to buy her V.I.P tickets to that new movie [movie name] that she's been talking about. Lets hope I can save enough to buy her something after. Signing off today again to rest -Mk

Diary entry #3

Just came out of the shower, honestly the cold feels nice for once. I couldn't help but think about y/n today again! I wonder what she's doing? probably playing games or reading something, I just love how cute she looks whenever she's doing something. I could listen to her talk all day and still say nothing cus she's so cute! Signing off today, gonna make some food and go sleep -Mk.

Diary entry #4

I woke up to my 'friend' today, obviously I didn't want y/n or anyone else to come and see me like this. Who knows what they could think! so I touched myself for the first in weeks, I might buy y/n those cute paw stockings she loves so much -Mk.

Diary entry #5

It happened again when I was showering, first I'm thinking about making breakfast and now I'm thinking about y/n bending over just to reach the sugar container. God the way she looks in that cute miniskirt she always wear around the house just makes me feel... fuzzy... -Mk

Diary entry #6

... Nothing new today, same old thing. Read, eat, watch a movie and text y/n.

Diary entry #7

I'm calling her... I can't stand staying in this fucking house alone

Mk writes and proceeds to reach for his phone when out of the blue, Wukong contacts him to check in on how he's doing; Stirring what seems to be a pot in the background as Mk continues looking on his phone.

"Hey Mk!! How ya holding up?"

Wukong starts and wipes a sheen of sweat from his face. Mk responds with an I'm good as he calls y/n, as if completely ignoring his question and paying attention to you.

"M'doin great, You wouldn't mind coming over for some video games or something? - No no it's just the two of us! Promise! - You will? Aww thanks, I'll unlock the door k?"

Mk smiles and hangs up his phone, leaving Wukong confused and slightly worried.

"Mk. who exactly are you calling over?"

He asks and stops stirring as he looks around the boy's room then back to him when he notices how fidgety his fingers were before putting two and two together.

"Mk. No-" "Oh cmon Wukong! I won't bite, too hard atleast" "Mk I'm serious- DON'T YOU DARE HANG UP ON M-"

Wukong threatens before being hung up by Mk, stirring even faster in an attempt to hurry and bring back the medicine when Xi stopped him and told him to stir as gently as possible.

Whilst you stood at Mk's doorway, fixing yourself one last time before hearing his door click and open to see him heaving and wheezing as if he just ran down the steps. You giggled and gave him a kiss on the cheek and entered the well lit house, completely ignorant to the sound of his door clicking and locking.

"So what're you planning to play first? Dance dance revo 3 or Wukong mashup?"

You'd start up a conversation as you were ready to setup his gaming station, placing the games on his carpet when he kneels down beside you to pick. Ultimately choosing dance dance revo.

After hours and hours of just you two giggling and having fun, Wukong texts Mk stating he's almost done making the remedy. Ignoring the message and paying attention to you as you continued dancing.

The way how you were just so steady to the beat, your boobs would jiggle to the slightest movement of your body alongside the sheer amount of sweat you were producing. He was in awestruck as you sat down on the carpet for a breather.

(ง•ᴥ•)ง♪ (◕3◕)╯♫ (¬ᴥ¬)◠◡ ♬ (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)╯♩ 「ᵔᴥᵔ」♫ (¬ᴥ¬) ♬ (ツ)♭

Your bra would reveal itself to the white shirt you were wearing, making you all the more delectable for him. Mk was already struggling just seeing you move and now this? it was almost as if you were subtly punishing him. Whilst distracted, you crawled in between his legs to hug his waist and giggled after he looked down at you, god you were just so cute, how could anyone resist you?

He gave you a quick forehead kiss before slowly trailing down to your lips, things already getting heated between you both as you were quick to take off the other's clothes, leaving you both naked and flustered.

His hands would grab hold of your butt and pulled you closer to him, sloppy, wet kisses would trail from your lips all the way to your chest as he puts his hand down your panty. His cock throbbing and leaking pre the more he played with your body.

Heavy, ragged breaths escaped your lips as you attempt to close your legs. Only for him to pry them open and go down to your dripping pussy, kissing your tummy and licking your clit, sucking on the bud as he pushed two fingers inside. Chuckling at your whimpers and pleas.

You looked so pretty from this view, little tears running down your eyes as you bit your finger hard enough to leave it slightly bleeding. But you couldn't care at the moment as his tongue was already past your slit and inside your velvety walls, until he stopped, popping his tongue and licking his lips as he pulled you closer; His cock pressing at your little bundle of sensitive nerves.

Mk would push the tip inside before snapping his hips upwards inside, making you jump whilst Mk pushed you back down on the carpet. He snickered and kissed your forehead as he held your hand and cooed praises at you, your pleas for him to fuck you comforting him as he gave you a soft thrust up inside you.

You were always wondering why he wore his hair upwards if he looked so cool, and now you finally got the reason why; His sharp teeth alongside the subtle glow of his eyes left you in fear and pleasure.

As your legs wrapped around his waist, it seemed as if he picked up in speed. His thrusts getting faster and rougher as you played with his hair, your moans of his name slip off your tongue like butter as you'd clench your toes from the thrilling pleasure. Your eyes flashing to white when you came for the first time, clawing at your neck and grabbing onto his hair to limit his movements. That ultimately not working as he kept pounding your pussy like it was a toy.

He kept muttering your name as if you were about to disappear if he didn't hold onto you long enough, moaning about how snug and inviting your body was, as if you like molding jelly. Soft to the touch and comfortable to hold, almost like a pillow.

You gave him a soft kiss which he immediately returns, his hands securely colliding your hips to his, you were gonna have marks later for sure you thought.

"Keep going~" "You're doing so so good Mk~"

You whisper to his ear, cooing and coddling him even though he's fucking to cloud-9. Your hands reaching to hold his as your climax was coming closer and closer, almost feeling him kissing your womb as you told him to go faster. Throwing your head back and looking into his eyes a second time, seeing that the glow changed to pink and his growling was being ever so evident. Was he staring at you or was he so distracted by your body he couldn't even look at you. But he was actually close to cumming soon too, getting ready to flood your ovaries with his sticky, warm cum.

Your eyes were flashing to white again, your manicured nails digging into his flesh and leaving cuts all over his arms as he fucked every bit of his cum inside. Your belly bloating as he rested on your chest after pulling out, most of his cum seeping out of you and onto the carpet you shared as you both started laughing and share a kiss.

"Didn't your mentor say that we shouldn't be around each other for two weeks?" "Honestly fuck him" "Wooooow real fucking nice Mk"

Wukong sarcasticly speaks up and caused you two to jump up and scramble to cover up. He sighs and throws the bag of pills and liquid for Mk to hold as he made orange juice.

"You guys even fucked on the carpet, seriously? the carpet? Couldn't you have atleast done it on the couch? And you call me and macaque fucking animals".

©𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐; 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

#lmk smut #lego monkie kid x reader #lmk x reader #lego monkie kid mk x reader #lmk mk x reader #lmk mk smut #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid mk smut #mk smut #mk x reader #lmk mk #lego monkie kid smut #🍑 monkie kid smut

[sasaranomiya]

Koukyuu no Karasu Volume 3 Chapter 2 - The Turtle King (Part 3)

The antagonist of the series is revealed...

Translation Notes

1. The Japanese reading for this word is “dango”

2. The ancient Chinese believed that ingesting cinnabar will make you immortal

3. I don’t feel like typing the characters out but the “Gou” in “Gou-no-Kami” and “Goushi Palace” are different characters but very similar looking

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The next morning, Kajou came to Yamei Palace with several books. It was a casual visit accompanied by only one of her attendants. Kajou, dressed in a light green dress, reminded one of a cool breeze.

“Thank you,” Jusetsu thanked her and accepted the books.

“It was my pleasure,” Kajou said happily. “Since it was a request from Ah-mei, I picked them out enthusiastically. If you need more, please let me know. I have many more in my palace.”

Jusetsu became a little puzzled by the happy Kajou.

“You don’t find this a nuisance?”

Kajou gave a refreshing and broad smile. “Goodness, of course not. I’m very glad that you’re relying on me.”

“…Is that so?”

“It is.”

Koushun also seemed to be pleased with Jusetsu’s request. Jusetsu still didn’t understand his feelings.

“This is for you, Ah-mei,” Kajou said, then took out a vessel from the pail the attendant was holding. Dumplings (1) covered in white honey were piled up in the celadon porcelain vessel. Jusetsu’s eyes were drawn to them, and Kajou smiled.

“Let’s eat together.”

She sounded like an older sister. Jusetsu, whose eyes were captivated by the dumplings, nodded.

“——Oh my, a ghost holding a turtle vessel?”

Jusetsu and Kajou were sitting across from each other, scooping up the smooth dumplings with spoons and eating them.

“And, there’s apparently an old tale passed down in the north, about an old servant who was killed.”

She told her what she heard from Koushun. The dumplings with white honey were sweet, chewy, and delicious.

Kajou, who was listening closely, put her finger on her cheek in thought and remained silent.

“Is there something wrong with the story?” Jusetsu asked.

“You said it was a story handed down. Stories handed down orally are bound to change.”

Jusetsu tilted her head a little. Kajou continued.

“An old servant who served a fallen noble house died after being treated unjustly and brought down a curse on the people involved—I’ve sometimes read such variant tales in books.”

“Variant tales?”

“It means stories that are very similar to each other. There is a certain template. There are probably similar stories in various places, and they are compiled in books and spread to even more regions. The story you told me is more in line with the pattern of the story in that book. ——What I mean is, the story might have been that type of story originally, but it could also have been in a different form.”

“A different form…” She never even considered it.

“So, this story might not have much to do with the inner court ghost?”

When she said that disappointedly, Kajou seemed to be in deep thought again.

“No…I’m not saying that it has nothing to do with the ghost, because the points about the turtle vessel and medicine are distinctive. However, I think you should think more carefully about taking this story as it is and confronting the ghost.”

Hmm, Jusetsu nodded. “I see.”

“I’m sorry if it was unnecessary,” Kajou smiled.

No, Jusetsu shook her head. “It’s interesting to hear different opinions from different people. It’s fascinating.”

Onkei had immediately replied that the ghost was a person of loyalty. Senri felt that this person must have had a sick master. Each of them said what they said because they were who they were.

“It’s fascinating…” Jusetsu murmured again.

Past noon, Koushun came to get her himself. Of course, he was accompanied by Ei Sei as usual.

On the way to the inner court, Jusetsu talked about her conversation with Kajou.

“Indeed,” Koushun replied calmly. “Kajou has a point. Even written materials can become wrong when they are transcribed.”

“So, I thought about it a lot, but…”

“What is it?”

“Medicine can also be poison.”

Koushun looked at her profile. “Oh?”

“Even good medicine can become poison if you give the wrong dosage. Even if it’s life-prolonging medicine, it might work for some people, but make others sicker. In the first place, all medicines that prolong life and longevity since ancient times are all poison.”

“Cinnabar is one of those.” (2)

“I don’t know if it is divine medicine or not, but even if the royal family in that story handed over the real thing, it’s not known if that sick young lady would have been saved. Rather—”

“You think she might have died instead?”

Mm, Jusetsu nodded. And, maybe——

“…”

Jusetsu had fallen silent, and Koushun didn’t speak to her any more than that.

Gyoukou Hall, which was usually only visited by the emperor and eunuchs, was quiet even in the early afternoon. Perhaps it was because it was cloudy and looked like it might rain at any moment, but the inside of the palace was dimly lit and strangely cold, even though the weather was hot and humid. Only the sound of footsteps on the stone floor could be heard. They passed through the corridors and arrived at the treasure room. As expected, Ui was standing in front of the door.

“I’ve been waiting for you.”

He bowed deeply. Invited into the treasure room, Jusetsu immediately asked, “Does the medicine that was in the turtle vessel still remain anywhere?”

“It does not,” Ui said in a monotone voice without his expression changing in any way.

“Are you sure? There must be some old medicine left here. Is it not there?”

“There isn’t any,” Ui said flatly. Jusetsu took in a faint breath.

“Is that so? –Then, regarding that medicine, does it matter if someone who is weak and sick takes it?”

Ui looked at Jusetsu with round eyes for a while, as if he didn’t understand the intent of her question or he was searching through his memories. He tilted his head slightly.

“I do not know.”

“Didn’t you say that it was a life-prolonging elixir? Is it true that anyone who takes it will prolong their life?”

“I do not know,” Ui repeated the same thing.

“In other words, there are no stories of such people left?”

Ui tilted his head to the other side this time. “I don’t know of any such stories.”

Jusetsu nodded. “I see. Thank you. –May I see that casket one more time?”

“Of course.”

Ui disappeared between the shelves like the wind. He almost immediately came back with the box in his arms. He wasn’t even breathing hard.

Holding the turtle vessel in her hands, Jusetsu looked at it intently. Koushun was also looking at it from the side.

“It isn’t a flashy masterpiece, but it’s a finely crafted item,” he quietly evaluated.

“Precisely, Your Majesty,” Ui responded. “This stone is a precious rock that can be mined from the northern mountain range, but it was considered too solid and difficult to work with, so the best craftsman of the time put their heart and soul into carving it. The design is both intricate and generous—”

“Ui.”

Jusetsu interrupted Ui, who was speaking like he was reading out from a book. Ui closed his mouth and stared fixedly at her.

“A ghost holding that vessel is wandering about. How do you think such a ghost can release its attachment to this world and cross over to paradise.”

That question always brought back unexpected answers, depending on the person she asked it to. She was curious as to how this person would respond, but the answer she got was succinct.

“Breaking the vessel will release the ghost.”

“Huh?”

“Breaking the vessel will—”

“Are you saying that I should break this vessel?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“If the ghost is holding the vessel, then it has an attachment to it. If you break the vessel, the attachment will disappear.”

It was a very simple and crude solution.

“Breaking the vessel is—not allowed. Right?”

Jusetsu looked at Koushun. Before, she had asked if she could destroy the biwa that was stored here. Koushun looked troubled. It seemed that it wouldn’t be allowed.

“Breaking it would be…problematic,” Koushun looked somewhat baffled as he said it.

“Is that so, Your Majesty.”

No one expected the keeper of the treasure room to suggest destroying a treasure. Jusetsu looked at his expressionless face. It was different from Koushun’s blank face. It was flat and lifeless.

“Then,” Ui continued in his monotone voice. “It is better to borrow the power of Gou-no-Kami.”

“What?”

“Gou-no-Kami’s—”

“No, what do you mean?”

“Goushi Palace is the answer.”

“…? Hmm?”

“You should bring that vessel to Goushi Palace and pray.”

Jusetsu glanced up at Koushun. He also looked like he had no idea what Ui was talking about.

“Why is that so?”

“The shell of Gou-no-Kami is used to decorate Goushi Palace. The ‘Gou’ in Goushi means Great Sea Turtle, the same as the Gou in Gou-no-Kami. (3) It is imbued with divine power.”

Jusetsu was speechless for a while.

“——What?”

A god’s shell was used as decorations? She was deeply confused.

“This is the first time I’m hearing of this,” Koushun said in a calm voice.

“The first emperor who built this imperial palace arranged it to be so.”

“The first dynasty of this palace…the Ran dynasty. It was Ran Yuu?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Why did he do that?”

“It was for protection against Wulian Niangniang, just in case. It is the same as a shaman. You may think of it as a wall.”

Jusetsu and Koushun looked at each other. What did he mean?

“He told me that he couldn’t feel safe without the power to fight back.”

“Told you? Who—”

Ran Yuu?

“Ui, you—”

Jusetsu took a step toward Ui, but he closed his mouth and stared vaguely ahead with nothing reflected in his smooth eyes.

“Please go to Goushi Palace,” he repeated. He showed no more sign of speaking beyond that.

“Shall we go there?” Koushun asked. After thinking it over for a while, Jusetsu nodded.

“I still have things I want to ask you,” she told Ui before leaving the treasure room with Koushun. They were heading to Goushi Palace. It was a palace located near the inner palace.

“Defence against Wulian Niangniang…just in case…”

Jusetsu muttered as she walked briskly. What does that mean? What was Ran Yuu thinking?

They climbed the steps and entered the palace. It wasn’t a very large building. They had a musician play the biwa for them and send a ghost possessing a cloth mask to paradise. At that time, she didn’t get a good look at the palace’s structure…

Jusetsu looked around the palace. It had a cold stone floor, several pillars supporting beams, and couches, a table and folding screens.

Jusetsu suddenly pulled back. The stone floor. It was laid with polished round stones—but that wasn’t the only thing. Something that looked like mottled tortoiseshell was embedded here and there. They were light grey, not brown, and difficult to distinguish from the stone. Looking at the entire floor, one could see a large floral pattern made from these embedded objects.

Is it these?

Jusetsu headed towards the center of the pattern while staring at her feet. There was a table at the center of the flower.

“…Koushun.”

She received the turtle vessel from Koushun and put it down on the table. She moved back a little and knelt down on the spot.

She touched the flower pattern with her fingers. It was hard, but not as cold as the stone and contained a mysterious warmth. Suddenly, she smelled a fishy, damp smell.

“This is…the smell of the sea,” Koushun murmured.

The smell of the sea. Jusetsu never smelled it. But she also felt a feeling of nostalgia, like she knew it well. Her fingertips suddenly felt wet, and she drew back her hands in surprise. The flower pattern wavered and rippled.

Water?

The flower pattern swayed like the surface of a lake and shone a faint silver. Before she even had time to be startled, bare legs appeared from behind the turtle vessel on the table. She looked up to see the ghost of the old servant standing there with his head hanging down. He was holding out the vessel. His hands were trembling.

He’s wailing.

Looking up at him from the floor, she could see his expression clearly. The ghost was crying.

“I’m sorry.”

His voice was hoarse and thin. Sobbing, the old servant apologized again and again.

“My lady…my lady…it’s all my fault…”

He was constantly blaming himself in between his sobs. Jusetsu listened to him intently.

“I thought that if you took the medicine…you would be saved…”

As I thought.

Jusetsu stared at the old servant’s face.

“You gave that life-prolonging medicine to your mistress, didn’t you.”

The old servant didn’t react. It seemed her voice didn’t reach him.

“…Then, in other words?” Koushun asked.

“The medicine he received from the royal family was most likely the genuine article. He gave it to the sick young lady. However, rather than prolonging her life, she died.”

“…So the medicine became poison?”

Jusetsu nodded. The old servant thought that the young lady would get better if she drank the medicine. And yet—

“It must have been too strong for the sickly lady.”

The people who gave the medicine to the old servant probably did so out of the goodness of their hearts. Perhaps they felt sorry for the old servant’s desperation.

Jusetsu could only furrow her brow and stare at the sobbing old servant. There was nothing she could say to him, nor would she ever be able to reach him. What could she do?

She looked at the floor. The flower pattern still shone with a faint silver color and was undulating. She slowly brought her hand closer.

“…Gou no Kami.”

Did he have another name? She didn’t know. She simply called out to the god.

“Will you save this person?”

She touched it with her fingertips. It didn’t feel cold. It had the warmth and feel of lukewarm water. Like water warmed by the sun. It swayed and bumped against her fingers, making a watery sound. It felt terribly nostalgic, even though she had no memory of it.

The sea.

Suddenly, her fingers were drawn in with a strong force. It wasn’t that they were grabbed and pulled in. It felt like a power of absorption. Her hand was sinking into the water.

Jusetsu put her hands on the floor and resisted the force. However, the power of absorption was so strong that it felt like if she exhaled, she would be swallowed up in that moment.

“Jusetsu!”

Koushun held her in his arms. Jusetsu could finally breathe. As she inhaled, she pulled her hand back with all her strength.

Let go of me!

She chanted that in her mind, and her chest became hot. Heat flowed from her chest to her arms, from her arms to her fingertips. The force that was sucking her in seemed to slacken, and her arm slipped loose. There was a dry sound, like something popped, and Jusetsu fell backwards with Koushun.

“Dajia!” “Niangniang.” Ei Sei and Onkei, who had been watching the situation, rushed over to them. Koushun lightly raised his hand to restrain them and got up. Then, he put his arm around Jusetsu’s shoulders and held her up.

“Are you alright?”

Jusetsu nodded. She was out of breath and couldn’t speak for a while. She pressed her hand against her chest. That heat. An unpleasant heat.

She suddenly looked up at the table and let out a small “ah.” The vessel had split right into two. The ghost had also disappeared. The flower pattern on the floor had gone back to normal, no longer that silver glittering water.

“It’s broken,” Koushun said nonchalantly. It was the emperor’s treasure. Everyone except Koushun stared at the treasure with bated breath.

“There’s nothing you can do about something that’s been destroyed. This is how the ghost disappeared, right?” he asked Jusetsu.

“…Yes.”

There was no sign of that ghost anymore. She couldn’t hear his crying either.

“If that’s the case, then it’s fine.”

It was a quick thing. Jusetsu let out a small sigh.

Right at that moment, a charcoal-colored sleeve stretched out from the side and picked up the vessel that was on the table. No one had noticed him approaching.

“Ui.”

With that expressionless face, Ui stood there with the pieces of the vessel in his hands. No emotion or intention could be sensed from that face.

“W-When did you—”

Ei Sei was unusually flustered. He was looking at Koushun, seeming to be at a loss as to how to deal with this. Koushun stood up.

“Ui, just as you said, the ghost disappeared once the vessel was broken.”

“Yes,” Ui replied in his monotone voice. Jusetsu stood up as well. She stared at Ui’s face intently. She had always thought that it seemed familiar. It was just as she thought. This expression wasn’t a face.

“Ui, you…”

You have the same expression as Shougetsu.

“You’re a doll—a tsukaibe.”

His eyes that looked like gaping holes were directed at Jusetsu. Eyes that were smooth and seemed to reflect nothing.

“Yes, I am.”

Ui said it like it was nothing.

“Whose tsukaibe are you? Wulian Niangniang’s? I don’t believe you’re the Owl’s.”

Ui tilted his head to the side a little. “Until this moment, I was Wulian Niangniang’s tsukaibe. Before that, I belonged to Gou-no-Kami. I was created by Gou-no-Kami.”

Gou-no-Kami’s tsukaibe.

“Gou-no-Kami has gone into hiding, so I was made Wulian Niangniang’s property. But, Gou-no-Kami has summoned me again—”

The flower pattern on the floor wavered again and emitted that silvery light.

“This is the end. It seems that Wulian Niangniang is no longer strong enough to detain me. This is where I take my leave. So long, princess of Ran—no, princess of Hi.”

The ground beneath Ui’s feet transformed into water, and his body sank down.

“I shall leave you for a short time.”

Ui and the turtle vessel he was holding sank into the water. At the same time, the light disappeared and the floor returned to how it was before. No one spoke for a while.

“…Did he call me ‘princess of Hi?’” Jusetsu’s voice was hoarse. “What does he mean by that?”

Even at a time like this, Koushun spoke with a quiet, unwavering voice. “The Ran clan was from a minority tribe in the north. It’s said that they descended from a old dynasty, but…”

Jusetsu had also heard that story. They were the descendants of a family that once ruled the country or the descendants of priests.

Was that the Hi dynasty?

After thinking about it for a while, Jusetsu shook her head. So what did that mean? Being a Ran survivor was already a troublesome fact, but what was the significance of a long-gone dynasty like the Hi dynasty?

“What’s certain is that we’ve lost one of our treasures, and the treasure room’s keeper…”

Koushun murmured, sounding just a little lonely.

That day, Jusetsu headed for the Winter Ministry.

“I see, the treasure room’s keeper…”

Jusetsu told Senri about what happened to the turtle vessel as they sat at a table in the middle of the outer corridor.

“It was the Great Sea Turtle who created Ui, but because the god had ‘gone into hiding,’ he became Wulian Niangniang’s possession, and now he has returned to the Great Sea Turtle—what does all that mean?”

Senri blinked and looked at her face.

“Before, you told me that you wondered why the ghost of the old servant has appeared now of all times. At that time, I was at a loss as to whether or not to say it, but…”

Come to think of it, he did seem like he wanted to say something.

“What is it?”

“…This is my personal theory, but faith comes in waves,” Senri spoke in a voice as gentle as basking in the sun. “It may safely be said that it has trends.”

“I understand that,” Jusetsu nodded. There was the desolate Seiu Temple and the new beliefs in new gods arising in many places. Beliefs came and went.

“Why is it that the shrines of Wulian Niangniang have become deserted in rural areas, and the belief in other gods has grown stronger? The Great Sea Turtle god, who was worshipped in ancient times, is now nowhere to be seen. –I believe these are all due to the weakening of those gods.”

“Weakening?”

“If a god’s power weakens and no longer brings benefits to the people, their faith will fade away. Little by little, like the waves receding. And then, faith will gather in a god with a different power. I believe that gods can also be replaced like that.”

“A god’s…replacement?”

“It’s more like a struggle for supremacy. There are many temples to many gods in this country, from big to small ones. Aren’t the gods competing against each other for power?”

Jusetsu recalled Shougetsu’s…the Owl’s words.

Koushou made the Raven eat flowers. She continually fed them to her. They were poison.

The Raven has already—lost itself.

And then, Ui’s words.

It seems that Wulian Niangniang no longer has the power to detain me.

Was Wulian Niangniang weakening?

“Then…does the fact that Ui has returned to the Great Sea Turtle God means that that god’s power has returned?”

“I believe there’s a high possibility of that.”

“But on the other hand, Wulian Niangniang…”

Senri had a difficult look on his face. “I can’t say for sure that my theory is correct. However, I believe that Wulian Niangniang was in a similar crisis in the past.”

“Crisis?”

“When the Winter King was killed. The world was plunged into war after that. A new Winter King hadn’t appeared during that time, and Wulian Niangniang remained silent. Why was that? It is said that the country was devastated because of this silence, but since the war continued, it is natural that it was devastated. However, I also think that the silence was due to some kind of crisis that Wulian Niangniang had to deal with. It is all hypothetical, just my supposition.”

“No…it was very helpful. It is not something I would have thought of, since I have no knowledge of such things.”

When she said that, Senri’s eyes narrowed into a smile. “Thank you very much.”

“Lady Raven Consort, Master,” an acolyte approached them. “His Majesty is calling upon you.”

“What, Koushun also comes to see you?”

“Yes, sometimes. I play Go with him in Master Gyoei’s place.”

“It must be tough playing against him.”

Senri smiled at Jusetsu’s words. It seems that he was a good opponent. A strong one.

“You’re here too?” Koushun, who appeared in the outer corridor, said after seeing Jusetsu. “Do you play Go with Senri too?”

He probably said that because of the Go board on the table.

“No,” Jusetsu shook her head. “I came to ask his opinion.”

“I see. I came here to play Go with him.”

However, Senri pointed to the chair he was sitting on. “Why don’t you play a game with the Lady Raven Consort today?” he suggested.

Jusetsu frowned. “I won’t play with him.”

“Because you hate to lose.”

Jusetsu hated how Koushun said that with a cool face.

“You don’t think you can lose?”

“I don’t care about losing, though.”

She considered throwing the stones at him.

“Sit there.”

Jusetsu pointed to the chair across from her. She then took off the lid from the bowl and gripped a stone. Koushun obediently sat down. Senri bowed with a smile and quietly left. Jusetsu watched him from behind. He wore the same grey color as Gyoei, but he looked completely different from behind compared to Gyoei.

“…It’s helpful to hear other people’s opinions.”

“It is.”

“It makes me realize how little I know.”

“Is that so.”

“I’ve been meaning to ask you this for a while.”

“What is it?”

“Gyoei died, didn’t he?”

Koushun’s hand, about to put down a Go stone, stopped.

“Looking at how you and Senri remained silent, I don’t think it’s because of his age. Was it suicide?”

“…”

“Then, he must have taken responsibility. –Was it Gyoei who let Shougetsu into the inner palace?”

Jusetsu repeated her words with a calmness that surprised even herself.

“He must have hated me,” Reijou appeared in her mind. Reijou, who lived alone, grew old, and died, just as the Raven Consort should. “I suppose it’s natural.”

“…Jusetsu.”

Koushun’s voice that quietly called out her name was something that shook the bottom of Jusetsu’s heart. It always did. This time it sounded even deeper and stronger. Feeling a sharp pain at the back of her nose, Jusetsu swallowed her breath.

“I’ve told you this before, you’re too considerate. You’re so considerate and thoughtful that it makes people angry instead.”

“…You did say that.”

Are you angry? He quietly asked.

Jusetsu shook her head. “You’re concerned for me…but then, who will take care of you? Are you going to keep the pain of losing Gyoei to yourself and never tell anyone?”

All the while keeping those wounds open.

“…There are many who worry about the emperor.”

That wasn’t what she’s talking about. The back of Jusetsu’s chest hurt. This pain was for Koushun’s sake.

“You accept your wounds as a matter of course. That’s because you think of them as your punishment. I thought that way as well. But…” Jusetsu looked down at the Go stone in her hand. “Some time ago, I exorcised a curse put on an attendant of Hakkaku Palace.”

Koushun nodded.

“The attendant’s life was saved by her betrothed, but she deeply regretted leaving him to his death. However, I think that regretting like that would also mean denying the choice that her betrothed staked his life on. So, I—”

Jusetsu sighed.

“I can’t say it well. But I…don’t want to deny my mother’s decision at that time.”

She tried to say more, but couldn’t find the right words.

“Is that so,” Koushun said. He seemed to understand what she was trying to say. “I see…”

He didn’t say anything more after that. He also stared at the stone.

“I’ve never considered it a good thing to associate with others,” Jusetsu put a stone on the board. “But there are many things that you are able to see when you interact with people.”

Even if that’s the wrong path for the Raven Consort.

What people did with the best of intentions didn’t always bring good results. So maybe this was all a mistake as well. I might be falling into a dark pit, little by little, little by little.

Still, I cannot think that I would have been better off without the connections that I have now.

After she returned to Yamei Palace, a familiar attendant visited. She was no longer wearing the white coral ornament on her sash. It was Ki Senjo.

“I have come to deliver a letter from the Lady Crane Consort.”

Senjo was holding a tray in her hands. There was a letter on the ostentatious brocade cloth. Wondering what it was about, Jusetsu picked up the letter and spread it out. The writing was beautiful, as one would expect from a consort. Contrary to the Crane Consort’s mysterious impression, the contents were terribly ceremonious and formal. However, it was simply an invitation to tea.

“…She shouldn’t have gone out of her way to send a letter like this.”

Senjo, who apparently didn’t know what was in the letter, looked dumbfounded.

“She asked me to have you write an answer. May I please ask you to do so?”

Jiujiu started to grind ink with an inkstone. Jusetsu hesitated over how to reply. Her eyes caught on Senjo’s tray. The brocade cloth was embroidered with tortoiseshell crests in gold and silver threads.

“Are those turtles?”

Senjo looked down at the tray after she murmured that.

“Are you talking about this cloth? Of all the ones that the Crane Consort owns, this one is the finest. The Lady Crane Consort was reluctant at first, saying that the tortoiseshell pattern wasn’t cute, but after much deliberation, she chose this one, saying that the ones with dyed flower patterns were too light and that she couldn’t find any other brocade that she liked.”

“All that for a single piece of cloth?”

“Since this is the first letter she’s delivering to the Lady Raven Consort, she agonized over how to write it. The Lady Crane Consort wants to get along with you.”

That was surprising. Jusetsu’s impression of her was that of a “girl who’s difficult to grasp.”

“Not cranes, but turtles?” the person who cut in was Jiujiu, who was rubbing out the ink. “Since it’s Hakkaku Palace, I thought you would use a crane crest more often.”

“Tortoiseshell crests are everywhere at our palace. The attendants also favor that pattern for their ruqun… It is the crest of Lord Hakumyoushi, after all.”

Hakumyoushi. The god the Eight Truths Sect worships.

Jusetsu, who was about to pick up the brush, lifted her head.

“The tortoiseshell crest is the crest of Hakumyoushi?”

“Yes. Because Lord Hakumyoushi is the Great Sea Turtle God.”

The brush fell onto the table.

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[janetbrown711]

Fine, Great

Pigsy has a sense of impending doom around the Mid-Autumn festival but cannot put a finger as to why, until some very unexpected guests show up at his door.

tw for references to child abuse and homophobia, as well as smoking

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 8.5 Part 9

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By some weird, twisted turn of fate, an entire week managed to pass without a single incident. Seriously– even when their lawyer contacted him, Gatita was pleased to inform them that there would be no charges, the case had been dropped entirely and that both cops left the force to go be paralegals for her??? Didn’t make a lick of sense, but he’d take that over an investigation anyday, and was sure to thank Gatita immensely.

He had held his breath when Mei’s suspension ended and she went to school with MK but day after day and there weren’t any incidents, other than the office reporting that Mei was talking too much or too loud, but compared to fist fighting, it was basically a non-issue and even the faculty were starting to acknowledge that perhaps that teacher just had issues.

It was good for Pigsy’s sanity to have a functional routine again though. He’d wake up, make sure the kids were up, make breakfast, eat, drop them off, take the subway to the restaurant, and work there til closing, with the kids taking the city bus to get to the restaurant themselves. Pigsy wasn’t the biggest fan of them being on their own, but MK had technically survived this long and it was broad daylight and also one of the most popular routes so it could’ve been worse.

Could’ve been four fucking years old– Seriously, if MK’s parents weren’t already dead, they’d be dead by Pigsy’s own hands.

Tang would also stop by whenever his classes were over for the day, and they’d talk and flirt a little and he’d make him food, and Tang wouldn’t pay and Pigsy would egg him on about that, and overall it was a good time.

Which was weird.

Something was supposed to be wrong here– and something was– Pigsy just couldn’t place it.

Then again, there was something that threw him off, and that was that today was the Mid-Autumn festival. The day had been incredibly busy, despite closing early for the holiday. Catering order after catering order– Pigsy started to wonder why on earth people couldn’t just make their own noodles, but also realized he made quite a bit of profit today, so while exhausting, it wasn’t a waste. Plus, it wasn't like he sold mooncakes– he preordered those from culinary genius Chang’E forever ago.

But still. Something felt… wrong.

Maybe it was because it was the first time in years he wouldn’t be alone, maybe it was because it was weirdly cold, or maybe it was the fact that it was almost the six year anniversary of–

“Something on your mind, Pigsy?” Tang asked while MK and Mei ‘mopped’ together around his stool.

“The usual,” Pigsy flat out lied as he watched Mei and MK ‘cleaning’ happily.

They were accounted for, Tang was accounted for, The restaurant was accounted for, Sandy was–

Just then a particularly cold breeze from the late autumn air blew through the restaurant, getting Pigsy out of his thoughts as the kids and Tang shivered.

“Mr. Piggy, why don’t you have a door if it gets so cold?” Mei raised her hand to ask.

“Bah, it doesn’t get that cold,” Pigsy scoffed. “Though I do have a different type of door I install for the winter since customer’s usually aren’t working right next to the grill– I guess I’m a little biased.”

“I’d say a lot biased,” MK laughed.

Pigsy snorted and rolled his eyes, “Alright, alright– a lot. You two gonna actually clean, or are you gonna keep sword fighting with the mops?”

“...Can we choose sword fighting?” Mei raised her hand again.

Pigsy gave the girl a look, and they understood, quickly going to actually do the task at hand.

“You know, you’d think getting kids to help close a restaurant would be easier,” Tang joked.

“Yeah, yeah,” Pigsy smirked before going back to his dishes. “Your folks coming to visit tonight?”

For some reason, Tang didn’t reply to that. It was probably just the sound of running water drowning him out, so Pigsy stopped it momentarily and repeated his question.

“O-oh– um– no, not really,” Tang didn’t– couldn’t– look him in the eyes.

“Ah– you got siblings?” Pigsy asked, drying his hands.

“No,” Tang started typing intently.

“Do they live out of town? Cuz that’s the deal with my folks– halfway across the damn country when they aren’t ‘touristing’ or whatever,” Pigsy snorted in an attempt to get Tang to laugh, but at most his customer managed a weak smile.

“No, they live on Huayuan Road, along with my grandfather,” Tang said, his typing pausing briefly before continuing.

“That’s just a couple blocks from here– why aren’t they coming over?” Pigsy furrowed his brow.

Tang sighed. “Pigsy, I really appreciate what you’re trying to do, but I’m fine,” his customer tried to assure with a tight smile.

“Tang–”

“Pigsy, when I say I’m fine, I’m fine,” Tang looked away again.

Pigsy knew that was absolute bullshit.

“You know for someone so preachy about opening up, you haven’t told me much have you?” Pigsy pointed out.

“I’m not having this conversation now, Pigsy,” Tang was getting annoyed.

“I just– do they have some kind of excuse, or place they’re visiting or something else that makes this make any bit of sense?” Pigsy couldn’t refrain himself from asking, and Tang shut his laptop.

“Yes, Pigsy. They’re visiting the Temple of the Moon to worship Chang’E properly.” Tang huffed, putting his laptop in his bag.

Pigsy took a step back. “Wait– Tang– I’m sorry– I didn’t–”

“I know, Pigsy. I know,” Tang rubbed his forehead. “I just...”

“I’m sorry– you’re a lot better at the whole helpin’ thing than I am,” Pigsy sighed. “If it helps I really just wanted to know what you’d be up to in case you… want to join us for tonight?”

“I… yeah, I’d like that,” Tang gave a much more genuine, although weak smile before adding– “Just– don’t… bring up my folks. Especially to the kids.”

“Promise,” Pigsy swore and Tang’s shoulders relaxed.

“Good, then it’s a date– wait– nonono, this doesn’t count as a date– Shoot, we need to plan a real date, don’t we?” Tang laughed a little as he ran fingers through his hair.

“Jeez, you’re right– I can’t believe We’ve gone this long without even talking about it,” Pigsy chuckled a bit and started to dry off some glasses with an old rag.

“Soon?” Tang asked.

“Soon,” Pigsy agreed.

.o0o.

The feeling of something being wrong still didn’t go away as Pigsy closed and started making food at their apartment. Even as he set up his new lazy susan and let the kids play with bubble wrap, and he was watching them having fun, things were just– they were off. Even as the kids set the table, even as the crab looked absolutely delicious and Pigsy was half tempted to crack one open right now, it still was odd.

He had thought it was just Tang, because something was very very clearly on his mind, but acknowledging it didn’t make the worry go away. There had to be something else afoot here.

Despite that though, things were still going alright in the kitchen and everything was moving at a fair pace until there was a knock at the door and Tang let himself in.

“Well aren’t you three the busy bees?” Tang commented as he set down a bottle of cassia wine and a box of lotus root.

“It’s a feast alright,” Pigsy wiped sweat from his forehead before examining the bottle. “Peach wine?”

“Y-yeah! I thought something fruity– er–! sweet would be good for all the meats and stuff,” Tang laughed nervously, much to Pigsy’s confusion.

“Yeah, it’ll definitely compliment the spiced bean dumplings I got the kids working on,” Pigsy decided to not bring it up and patted Tang’s shoulder before adding it to his wine cooler (he had a wine cooler– living in this place was so weird).

Tang seemed relieved at that, going back to the front to drop off his coat and shoes.

“So– what can I help with?” Tang clapped and rubbed his hands.

“Mr. Tang,” MK’s hand shot up, “Why do you always wear a scarf?”

“I think it completes my look, don’t you think?” Tang posed against the fridge a little and Pigsy snorted.

Mei smirked and turned to MK. “I bet he can’t take the scarf off cuz if he does, his head’ll fall right off!”

“Ew! That’s so gross Mei,” MK laughed and pushed her away while Tang blushed and adjusted himself.

“It’s not like that,” Tang assured. “Besides, that’s a green ribbon, not a scarf.”

“Wait, so that’s story’s real???” MK’s jaw dropped.

“Ack– just– um–” Tang panicked.

“Get back to prepping– can’t eat the food if it doesn’t get made,” Pigsy decided to swoop in and Tang looked relieved as they giggled and got back to pinching.

“Ah– thanks,” Tang sighed a breath of relief.

“Yeah yeah,” Pigsy smiled a little. “If you could chop the lotus root you brought, that'd be great.”

“Will do,” Tang nodded.

Pigsy handed him a knife before the chef’s phone buzzed to life in his pocket. With a wince, he dug it out, flipped it open where the caller ID read–

Ma.

Pigsy rubbed his eyes.

He should’ve been expecting it, honestly. Every year she called, but most years he wasn’t all that busy– except with staying open later for catering, not making food for his f– the kids under his care, and Tang.

“OoOOOooo, who’s callin’?” Mei asked, finishing her last bean dumpling.

“Ah– no one. I’ll call back later,” Pigsy hung up and set his phone on silent. “You two done?”

“Yes sir Mr. Piggy,” Mei gave a big old grin. MK panicked at that– quickly twisting the last five in front of him and placing them on the tray with a nervous smile and thumbs up.

Pigsy chuckled. “Alright, how’s about you go set the table then?”

“Do we gotta?” Mei flopped her upper body on the kitchen island dramatically.

Pigsy rolled his eyes. “If we finish early and you two’re still up for it, we can get you some dragon’s beard candy, alright?”

Mei shot up and immediately raced MK to get plates down while Tang laughed.

“Ah– be careful with the plates-!” Pigsy called as the two ignored him completely as they ran to the dining table. Pigsy sighed.

“Does that always backfire?” Tang smirked.

Pigsy scoffed. “They’ll be way too tired after dinner to want to go into town– ‘sides we get a good view of the parades from here– it’s fine– I think,” He winced as Mei slammed a plate down– but relaxed when it didn’t sound like it cracked or chipped.

Tang chuckled more as he continued slicing lotus root. “You know, for all the panicking you’ve been doing, I would’ve expected you to be doing a lot worse– but you seem to got this whole ‘parenting’ thing down.”

“Funny,” Pigsy chuckled as he put the dumplings in the oven.

“What? You still don’t trust my word?” Tang teased.

“It’s not that– it’s just–” Pigsy shook his head.

It’s just that I’m not their parent.

“You know you’re slicing that wrong, right?” Pigsy looked down at Tang, almost startled by just how poorly the man was holding the knife.

“Am I?” Tang blinked, only now realizing he was totally crooked and now a whole root was just uneven.

“Here– I’ll show you,” Pigsy took the knife from Tang.

“First you gotta grip the knife tight, so that you’re actually in control of the damn thing,” He teased Tang a little. “Then, as you go you gotta not be scared of slicing your fingers off– otherwise you give yourself too much space and that’s how you get all uneven. You can go slow, I’m not gonna judge you for that either– try it like this,” Pigsy sliced five pieces before offering the knife back to Tang.

“Rrrrright,” Tang nodded, taking the knife and immediately forgetting all of Pigsy’s advice. With a huff, Pigsy wrapped his arms around Tang and forced him to do it properly (which was even difficult for him because of the close contact).

“Got it now?” He asked after five more slices.

“Y-yeah totally,” Tang stuttered, which made Pigsy look at his face and realize just how red he was. Pigsy laughed a little, which made Tang laugh a little, which was good for about five seconds, until Tnag tried to continue slicing while he still had his eyes closed, and cut his finger.

“ACK– Mother f-f’nning great monk alive–” Tang held back curses before grabbing a towel and pressing it against his finger. “Mind telling me where the bathroom is, Pigsy?” He asked through grit teeth.

“Yikes– it’s just down the hall on the right–sorry,” Pigsy pointed.

“Bah– it’s my fault for being a clutz– I’ll be fine,” Tang winced a little with a smile before walking to the bathroom. Pigsy hovered closely behind anxiously when there was a sudden knock at the door.

“You gonna be okay if I answer the door?” Pigsy scratched the back of his neck.

“I told you, I’m fine, Pigsy,” Tang gave a small but still genuine smile that made Pigsy want to kiss his cheek, but he could see Mei and MK watching from around the corner and so just patted his arm and went to the door.

There was a strange, but certainly strong aroma when he went to the door– food? Who on earth would bring him food? Basically everyone in this building had some level of distaste for him, so he was half tempted to just lock the door and never answer. However, that would just make the bad stereotypes true, so he knew he should open up anyways.

With a breath, Pigsy opened the door.

“Ah– there’s my widdle Pigsy-wigsy! My, you’ve gotten so fat– why are you wearing your glamor at home? Also why didn’t you tell your father and I you moved??? Oh I missed you so much,” His mother beamed and kissed him all over his face, and Pigsy realized this was the impending doom he’d been worrying about.

“Ma– Pops– you really shouldn’t’ve come,” Pigsy gritted his teeth and smiled.

“Oh I know, I know– but that’s why I called– you know, I really didn’t expect you to suddenly move into a place like this– is that a genuine Bluthner piano? Oh, you know your nana and I–” his mother rambled on and on as she went to the piano, meanwhile Pigsy’s father stood coldly in the doorway.

“Bajie.” He said, holding a basket of what Pigsy could only assume was food.

“Pops,” Pigsy replied just as short.

His father looked around the apartment a bit before locking eyes on MK and Mei.

“Who’re the humans?”

Fuck. He still hadn’t told them.

“Ah– well– um– it’s complicated, but I’m their– uh– legal guardian now,” Pigsy shrugged and laughed a little as his father officially stepped inside, giving him a side glance with a raised eyebrow.

“Wow– you’re really tall Mr. Pops, sir,” MK stated bluntly.

“I like your tusks! They’re cool!” Mei grinned next to him.

HIs father stared down silently.

“Oh my great sage– Who are these absolute cuties? Are they like your little delivery boy and girl? Oh you know that’s just the sweetest little idea– I’m Zhu Jiayi, and this is my husband Zhu Hangleng– we’re Mr. Pigsy’s Ma and Pa,” The older woman smiled sweetly upon the children as she took her husband's arm.

“Woah! We got grandparents?” MK jumped with excitement.

“Grandparents? That’s–” Pigsy’s mother looked at him, before immediately going to hug him again.

“Oh Pigsy– why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve brought gifts-!” She clapped before suddenly punching his arm. “How long have you kept this from me?! I remember tellin’ you specifically if you ever gave me grandbabies you were supposed to call me immediately,” she pointed at the startled chef.

“Woah– woah– I– it’s not like that– they’re full human– if dragon counts as that–” Pigsy shook his head. “It happened so fast and strangely– I couldn’t explain it if I tried.”

“This is so cool! I’ve never had a granny or grandpa before,” MK grinned.

“Oh please, call me your Nainai, you absolute cuties,” The female demon turned to smile fondly at the children.

“Oh sweet!” MK had stars in his eyes. “I’ve never had a Nainai and Yeye bef–”

“Just call me Mr. Zhu,” Pigsy’s father interrupted and MK’s face fell a little, which made Pigsy shoot him a look.

“Hangleng– don’t be a pain,” Jiayi elbowed her husband, but he remained stoic as ever.

Just then Tang emerged from the bathroom cleaned up and with a fresh white bandage wrapped around his finger– halting the moment he saw the two, much taller and very unfamiliar pig demons.

“Oh Jiejie, who’s this?” His mother turned and smiled at Tang.

Tang looked at Pigsy and they shared an equally panicked look before Pigsy cleared his throat and stood by his side.

“Ah, This is Tang. He’s a frequent customer of mine, and–” He glanced at Tang who shook his head a little. “– and a good friend of mine.”

“Oh well it is such a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Tang,” His mother offered her hand and Tang reluctantly shook it, before his mother pulled her in and gave him two kisses on the cheek.

“Ma-!” Pigsy tried to stop it, and she stepped back with a huff.

“What?” She asked, before nodding to herself. “Right, right– I forgot you humans are so touchy about your personal space.”

“Demons are too, if ya bother to ask,” Pigsy muttered under his breath.

“Oh-! That reminds me– your father and I brought some braised duck and taro for you– some of Nana’s old recipes,” His mother patted Pigsy’s arm while his father went and dropped off a basket on the counter.

“Great,” Pigsy tried not to let his eye twitch. “So are you two gonna get going, or..?”

“I wouldn’t dream of it Jiejie! I mean– seriously– the least you could do is let us meet our little grandbabies after turning off your phone and not telling us about ‘em in the first place– not to mention barely answering any of my calls this past year,” His mother scolded.

“Of course,” Pigsy sighed. “MK? Mei? Could you set the table for two more?”

“Ah– actually, maybe just one– I-i should get going–” Tang stepped towards the door.

“What-? You can’t go– you won’t get free food like this anywhere else,” Pigsy tried to joke to mask his overwhelming concern.

“Oh, I just–” Tang looked at Pigsy’s parents, then MK and Mei, and then barely at Pigsy. “I-i can’t intrude on this whole ‘family’ business– ‘Sides I think I might need stitches for this cut so I should head to an urgent care–”

Bullshit.

“Ah, I see. You got folks that can pick you up?” Pigsy’s mother looked at the scholar with a slightly ticked off face.

Tang took another step back. “I– I really should go–”

“Tang, wait–” Pigsy grabbed his arm, but Tang yanked it away.

“Oh, well I supposed I could drive you if you’d like– we can be back here in just a jiffy,” Mrs. Zhu said with such nonchalance that sent Tang jumping backwards.

“A-Actually-! I-I’m fine! Totally fine! I just— I need some… air,” He glanced at Pigsy before speed walking to his room– or more correctly, the balcony.

“Some customer,” Pigsy’s father snorted, opening more foil wrapped packages as Pigsy just stared at the door and wondered if he should go to Tang or not.

“Mr. Piggy, why is Tang acting weird?” MK asked with a frown.

“Ah, well–”

“Seems like the boy doesn’t have any manners,” His mother decided to answer for him. “Seriously– who wants to leave a feast they’re invited to and then declines a ride? And then he just needs ‘air’ – you know, I’m just glad he’s not your boyfriend or somethin’ because he just seems–”

“MK, Mei– why don’t you two go freshen up a bit and I’ll call you when the food is ready, alright?” Pigsy interrupted his mother, causing confusion in both of the children.

“What if I don’t wanna?” Mei pouted.

“D’aww, these kiddos are precious Jiejie,” Jiayi patted Mei’s head and she laughed. “And I know you didn’t teac–”

“Kids. Rooms. Now.” Pigsy ordered, causing both kids to practically jump out of their skin before they scurried off.

“Now what’d you do that for?” His mother crossed her arms again.

Pigsy rubbed his forehead and took a very, very long breath. “Can we sit down to talk about this? Because I can’t do this whole ‘back and forth in the kitchen’ thing.”

His father huffed. “You know, in the factories we stood for fifteen hours a day.”

“So you’ve told me thirty million times,” Pigsy muttered before guiding them to the living room couch, where he sat adjacent to his parents.

“So are you finally gonna tell us about this whole adoption business? And how on earth you managed to get yourself a place like this in a neighborhood like this, or are you just gonna tell us we can’t see our new grandkids,” His mother gave him a look.

Pigsy growled. “You know, you got some nerve finding my address and then showing up completely uninvited.”

“You’ve barely answered my calls in a year, Bajie– you’re always so busy with your restaurant– I get worried about you,” Her gaze softened.

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Pigsy rubbed his eyes. “I just– it’s hard to want to when you show up to my place invited, immediately insert yourselves into MK and Mei’s lives, insult my guest and then act like you’ve done nothing wrong.”

“Well, I’m sorry, but that Tang fella–”

“Tang is a very good person, Ma, who’s helped me with this whole adoption thing a lot, and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t badmouth him in front of the kids,” Pigsy crossed his arms.

“Well I wouldn’t describe it as ‘bad mouthing’,” His mother sighed.

“Are you going to keep upsetting your mother, or does this have a point?” His father challenged.

Pigsy took a breath again. “Look– I just– I really wasn’t expecting you any time soon, and yeah– silencing my phone was probably a jerk move, but also you called five minutes before arriving, and it wasn’t like I was never going to tell you about MK and Mei– it’s just– they’ve been through a lot and change is weird for them and for me, so for you to just waltz in and say you’re their Nainai is just– a lot– but distancing yourself is weird too,” He looked at his father.

His mother sighed. “Look, I know I get excited about things– but can you blame me? You barely even call anymore, and it just feels like you’re a million miles away. Feels like we haven’t even talked since Nana.”

Pigsy winced. “I– it’s been a long time, I know, but that doesn’t make barging any better. Goodness knows I’m having a hard time adjusting to all this already.”

“I get so worried about you, xiao zhu. I mean– I know it’s hard with us traveling and such, but sometimes I’d just like to know how my ma’s recipes are holding up, you know?” She placed a hand on his knee.

“I know, I know– it’s just– it gets exhausting.”

His father snorted smugly.

“Right, I forgot I was talking to ‘Sargent’ Zhu over here,” Pigsy stared icily.

“Hey now, that’s no way to talk to your father,” His mother chided.

Pigsy looked daggers into his father. "Right. Sorry ‘Sarge’."

"Bajie, if you are looking for someone to blame your life on, you were the one who decided to be a little shit and ignore everything we ever tried teachin’ you," His father glowered.

"You know what? I can't deal with you two. You need to leave. Now." Pigsy stood.

"Oh will you two cut the crap for once?!" Jiayi stood too. “Can’t we just be civil and have a nice meal with our new grandkids?” She smacked Hangleng over the head and looked at Pigsy.

"For crying out loud ma– they aren't your grandkids-! They're barely even just my kids– I–" PIgsy was getting real sick of trying to control himself.

"What on earth is that supposed to mean?" His mother tapped her foot.

"I tried telling you– it was a rushed adoption with weird celestial–"

"Celestials?" His father raised an eyebrow.

Pigsy bit his tongue. "Yes. Mei is a descendant of the Dragon Clan, and apparently, her great great x1000 uncle chose me to raise her for some reason."

"Couldn't be because they thought you'd be a good father," His father smirked at his own joke, taking a cigar from his coat pocket and lighting it. "What kind of celestials would ever trust a demon with their own anyways?"

Pigsy held back a shaking fist and lump in his throat. "I don't know. What I do know is that it's only been finalized for like– two weeks so it's all new and strange and just– I really would appreciate it if you could either not be at 100 right now or just leave and come back later."

"What about that Tang fella? What's his problem?" His father asked, emphasizing his sentence with a long puff of smoke.

"Pops, you shouldn’t–" Pigsy was about to scold his smoking, but knew it was a lost cause and dropped it. "Tang is a good friend, but his folks apparently don't wanna see him. I don't know why– he hasn't told me yet, but I care about him so… I invited him over."

His mother clearly thought deeply about that before slowly nodding to herself. "I guess I could’ve overwhelmed ‘im– still was kind of rude though"

"Ma–” Pigsy took a breath. “He just needs some air– like he said.”

His mother sighed. "Well I guess he’s getting it then.”

A beat.

“Maybe you should talk to him though,” She suggested.

Pigsy slowly nodded. "I– yeah, I should, but I still need to–"

"Bah, I can take care of the food, Jiejie– she was my mother first," his mother smiled.

That didn’t mean she was as good as him or his nana though– but he needed to talk to Tang.

“Okay, okay. Just– if the kids leave their rooms, try to act normal please,” He said mostly to his Ma since his father was a lost cause.

“Alright, alright, just go talk to your customer, I got this,” His mother cracked her knuckles and walked back into the kitchen. Meanwhile his father remained smoking on the couch, staring at the TV vacantly.

“If you trigger the sprinklers, I’m not paying for a new pack,” Pigsy informed.

“Yeah, yeah,” His father waved him off and Pigsy rolled his eyes, deciding he had much better things to do.

He walked to the balcony attached to his room, where he found Tang resting his head in hands staring out at the sunset– though not before grabbing his cigarettes and a lighter.

Geez talk about deja vu.

With a breath, Pigsy tapped on the glass lightly before opening it, a rush of cool air managing to send a chill even down his own spine.

“Hey,” He just barely spoke above a whisper, closing the door behind him.

“Hey,” Tang replied just as quietly.

Silence settled as Pigsy didn’t have a clue what to say, and Tang probably still needed that air. Well, frankly, Pigsy needed that air now too, and so fished out a cigarette and started smoking.

“You know those are cancerous, right?” Tang didn’t look at the chef.

Pigsy shrugged and took a puff.

More silence.

Pigsy knew he was going to have to speak first.

What could he say though? He could apologize for pushing him again– though that seemed redundant. He could ask about his parents again– but that’d be pushing and then his previous apology would sound like bullshit and then Tang wouldn’t trust him anymore.

He wanted to leave when his parents showed up, so that’s probably a good place to start.

A breath.

“Look Tang… I’m really sorry about my folks– I swear I didn’t know they were coming, and if I had known I most certainly would’ve told you. I promise I wouldn’t let them sneak up on you on purpose.”

Tang was still quiet for a moment, rubbing the sleeves of his changpao.

“I know,” He eventually said. “I just– With all the talk about my family, I–”

“I know– I really am sorry, Tang,” Pigsy looked at him earnestly.

“Yeah,” Tang closed his eyes for a moment. “I guess I’m not mad– I just– I know it’s not your fault because I didn’t tell you but–”

“Hey,” Pigsy touched Tang’s arm with his free hand. “You don’t have to tell me anything, remember?”

Tang smiled a little sadly. “I know, but like you said, I should.”

Pigsy smiled a little too.

Tang’s eyes went back to the skyline, ignoring the sparklers and city festivities below. “Are your folks always like this?”

Pigsy shrugged and brought his cigarette back to his lips. “I guess so– Ma’s always been gushy and my pops has always been… distant, to say the least.”

“That explains a lot,” The scholar laughed weakly.

“Guess it does, huh?” The chef did the same before taking a drag.

The joking didn’t cut the tension, as Tang still had a far off look in his eyes that made Pigsy wish he could join him in his mind so he wouldn’t be so alone. Eventually, Pigsy summoned enough courage to put his hand close, and Tang instantly placed his own hand atop his, stroking it with his thumb.

“Well my folks… well, they weren't awful– but–” Tang took a breath and Pigsy leaned forward. “But they– um… well my father works as a professor at the Megapolis Academy of Science and Mathematics and my mother takes care of my grandfather– but used to teach there was well– and my grandfather also used to be a professor also at Megapolis Academy of Science and Mathematics– one of the most revered too– so– I– I kinda had a lot of pressure on me, you know? To join the ranks of their greatness and whatnot?” Tang laughed a little more from nerves.

“Had?” Pigsy tried to ask as delicately as possible, but he was also an idiot, so…

Tang nodded. “Well– um– at first, I was pretty good at keeping up with their expectations– I was really good at reading and history and poetry and stuff, and I even won awards and stuff for it. But when it came time for secondary school, I-i started slipping– but thanks to my father’s influence, I was able to at least stay afloat– and I even got into Megapolis Academy for Science and Mathematics– despite the fact that I really hate both science and mathematics,” Tang tried laughing away tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

Pigsy squeezed his hand, to which Tang smiled a little, but his eyes remained forward.

“Once I was there though– it all just fell apart,” Tang sighed. “I completely lost all will to study or focus and it felt like I completely forgot how to act like a normal person. I mean, I had always been a loner, but being a loner at that school was like a whole new level. U-until…”

A shaky breath from Tang.

“Until I met someone– a male someone– a-and I got a… crush. I hadn’t really ever had a crush before– it was all so weird and unusual, it basically consumed all thoughts and so when my parents kept asking why my grades were slipping, I tried coming up with excuses like exhaustion, or loneliness, but they pointed out how I managed just fine in the past, a-and so I felt like I had no other choice, so I… told them– god I was so stupid…”

“Oh, Tang…”

“My grandfather called me a disgrace amongst many choice words– said I was trying to sabotage his career and the family legacy. My mother wept and cursed and said she wished I had been a girl so that way my failures could’ve been expected. A-and my father? He completely cut all ties– even threw my clothes into a bag and tossed it into the street– saying that I was a filthy– you know– and that I shouldn’t bother coming back until I had a son of my own to prove my worth.” Tang’s voice quivered slightly and Pigsy rubbed a hand along his back.

“Tang, I-i–”

“I was kicked out of school after that– and suddenly I had no job, no family, and no place to live. I applied to the city university and was thankfully able to get a basically full scholarship since it was too soon for my ‘disownment’ to be known– but it didn’t cover food costs a-and so for a while I was basically starving and doing weird little jobs and surveys and internships for money and draining any semblance of savings I had on housing until–”

Tang turned to Pigsy.

“Until I met you.”

Pigsy froze.

Tang chuckled a little, a tear escaping. “Being on my own was… hard– especially for three and a half years– but when I found your restaurant– when I met you– I just– I felt like I had a home again– someone I could talk to again. Stars above, you have no idea how lucky I feel to know you think the same. And I know, I know, it was rude of me to try and leave, but when your mother was embracing me it just– my own mother used to hug me like that sometimes– especially when I was a kid if I did something noteworthy… and I was just reminded of what I’ve lost.”

“I’m so sorry, Tang– your parents sound like shitheads,” Pigsy couldn’t think of much else to say as he smothered his cigarette in an ashtray.

“Not compared to yours,” Tang tried to brush it off.

“Tang, they cut you out of their lives,” Pigsy adamantly pointed out.

“W-well, yes, but you’re father– he clearly abused you, and now you feel like you can’t do anything–”

“Tang, you feel like you can’t do anything.”

Tang went quiet.

The pig demon sighed. “Tang, my parents may be… a lot– but at least they didn’t cut ties with me when they sound out I like men too.”

“Ah– right,” Tang’s voice cracked. “Well… anyways, I guess my point here is that your folks– I know they weren’t good to you, but they– they reminded me of what I’ve lost and it snuck up on me.”

Pigsy slowly nodded. “My Ma’s not the worst, she certainly has her moments, so… I get it.”

“Yeah,” Tang chuckled genuinely. “I’m sorry if I offended her.”

“Bah, she’ll get over it, she’s got tough skin,” the demon assured.

Tang looked at Pigsy and hummed a little before returning his gaze forward. “Are you comfortable with them here?”

Pigsy shrugged. “I mean– I love my ma, and my pops… can have a nice moment– or at least a quiet one– so– I mean, as long as they’re under my observation I think I’m okay.” The chef laughed. “I’d love it if they didn’t sneak up on me, but seeing them less frequently helps my sanity. Are you okay with them here though?”

Tang took a breath. “I think so. I mean– I already know all the ways they’ve fucked up, so I know not to get too attached or anything,” he joked. “And even then, I–... I’m not alone anymore,” Tang held Pigsy’s hand and gave it a squeeze of his own, making the demon blush.

“Yeah, you’re not,” Pigsy agreed softly.

“Yeah, I have MK and Mei, and some cute stranger I’ve never actually talked to who keeps yelling at me for not paying for my food– do you think I should ask him out?” Tang smirked.

“Oh, shut up,” Pigsy pushed him away with a laugh before Tang kissed his cheek.

“I’m just teasing,” Tang scrunched his nose.

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Pigsy rolled his eyes with a grin.

“Oh– but um– one more thing: let’s… not tell your parents about ‘us’ until after tonight,” Tang suggested.

“Oh absolutely– we would never hear the end of it if we did,” Pigsy completely agreed. “My mother would just blabber on and on with questions, meanwhile poor MK and Mei would probably turn into bored skeletons in the corner.”

“And your father?” Tang asked, chuckling.

Pigsy scratched his chin. “I think he’ll be that special kind of distant that he reserves for family members.”

“Bah, who needs a father’s love anyways?” Tang grinned.

“Agreed,” Pigsy nodded, happy to see Tang happy before deciding to kiss him on the cheek too.

“What was that for?” Tang’s face flushed to one shade away from a tomato.

“For having a shit childhood,” Pigsy playfully shrugged. “And speaking of shitty childhoods– we should probably get back to MK and Mei before they start talking to my ma about embarrassing childhood moments.”

“You know, in different circumstances, I’d love to hear those kinds of stories,” Tang grinned like an idiot.

“Yeah well maybe after a couple of months we can have an ‘official meeting of the parents’ – or whatever and then Ma can tell you all about it,” Pigsy half-joked, but Tang seemed genuinely touched.

“That sounds lovely, Pigsy,” His hand brushed Pigsy’s arm.

“Y-yeah?” Pigsy blinked. “I-i mean– yeah-! If that’s what you want– I’ll have to have a very serious conversation to prep ‘em, but– yeah,” the chef smiled, probably just as stupid as Tang was.

“Anyways,” Tang gave Pigsy a mischievous look, “I don’t know if you know this, but I was promised free food tonight, and I am preeeeetty hungry.”

“Oh, and who promised you that?” Pigsy teased.

“Ah, just some demon I know– but you know, he is kind of a mediocre cook, so maybe I’ll just skip out–”

“Alright, alright, alright– I hear you,” Pigsy flustered and opened the door for Tang, who was just about laughing his ass off now.

“You know I love you,” Tang smirked and wiped a tear from his eye.

“Yeah, I do,” Pigsy chuckled, and the men went back inside.

#lego monkie kid #lmk #freenoodles #pigsy lmk #tang lmk #my fics #i love the gay men #wish they'd kiss in canon #tw smoking #tw child abuse #tw homophobia #we stan tang and pigsy in this house

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

mash soulmate fem!izuku, poly addition (?) erasermicdeku, shinkamideku, monodekumei, monodekumomo,

 Midoriya Izumi sat in front of the Matchmaker with as straight as a back she could. She did not want to be there. She didn’t like the idea of her future being told like this, that she wouldn’t get a choice in her future at all. But her mother had been pressing for an arranged marriage between Izumi and Bakugou Katsuki, something Izumi did not want. The idea of being married to her former friend turned bully made Izumi ill.

 The only way to get her mother off her back was to agree to a MASH, where one of the Matchmakers- the Original Quirk as most believed- would read her future to see who she would marry. Bakugou, upon hearing this, just said it would reveal him. He went on an hour long rant about how she would marry him, be a trophy wife and have his kids. Or it felt like an hour. Izumi just remembered the horror hearing him speak. 

 “I need a drop of blood,” the Matchmaker said, offering her the ink. Izumi shook herself from her thoughts to obey, pricking a finger and letting a single drop of blood land. The Matchmaker began swirling it around, humming as he waited for the glow. 

 “Is it necessary to record?” asked Midoriya Inko. She eyed the camera near them crossly. Izumi tried not to think of why.

 “We’ve had issues where people claim one thing compared to the truth. It always ends in pain so we cut out the middle man and send off the recording to anyone named.” The Matchmaker said. Inko shifted and Izumi really didn’t want to think about it. 

 The ink was spilt onto the paper, and they watched as first the names began. But they were different then normal.

 “Two on each line?” Izumi asked when the first two names, Aizawa Shouta and Yamada Hizashi, appeared. 

 “It happens from time to time. It means your heart is big enough for two.” The Matchmaker said as the rest of the names appeared.

Shinsou Hitoshi and Kaminari Denki

Monoma Neito and Hatsume Mei

Monoma Neito and Yaoyorozu Momo

 “Huh,” Izumi blinked at it, even as part of her cackled. No Bakugou. HA! She shot a glance at her mother who didn’t look to happy. Why the woman wanted Izumi to marry Bakugou so badly… Izumi didn’t know nor did she actually want to. 

The next thing to come up was where she’d live. Tokyo, Mustapha, Kyoto or Countryside appeared on the paper, each fairly appealing to her. Then came jobs, which was even more appealing.

 Hero, analyst, number 1 hero or support engineer. The options made her gasp and her mother choke.

 “She’s Quirkless!” Inko protested.

 “Maybe, I’ve seen weirder things then a Quirkless hero. Or maybe she has a specific activation Quirk. My sister needs to eat rocks for her Quirk, and she has the extra joint. Quirks are weird,” the Matchmaker sounded annoyed. Izumi mentally praised him as the numbers for her future kids appeared. One, two, three and five. 

 After completing the spiral and getting the number, it was time. One, two, three, four, five, striked off was Aizawa and Yamada. She wondered who they were. Then the next five, and then the next. On and on.

 “You will live in Mustapha,” said the Matchmaker, the decision made. Izumi nodded. The next choice was she would live in a mansion, which admittedly was appealing. But her hopes her caught by the next declaration. “You will be a hero.”

 “I knew it, I knew it!” Izumi whispered eagerly as Inko spluttered from behind. She barely paid attention to learning she would have 3 kids. But when her future partners were declared, she did listen.

 “Monoma Neito and Yaoyozru Momo,” the Matchmaker declared. Izumi beamed, as Inko began protesting. This was amazing. She wouldn’t marry Bakugou and would be a hero!

(It was even more amazing when her soulmates showed up at her house to get to know her. They were both beautiful and didn’t like Bakugou. That made her like them more.)

#bnha #bnha au #soulmate friday #poking at inko with a stick again

[crystalflygeo]

“are you sure you haven’t seen her around?”

“no,” yaoyao said sadly, “i’m sorry, mei jiĕjie… i asked the other adepti and they also said they haven’t spotted spring bringer in a few days now…”

“i see… and you say you overheard the funeral director saying that the consultant on the parlor is taking a few day offs?”

“mhm! but… why do you ask? are they related?”

“…. you could say that.”

meirin’s frown deepened.

were they perhaps just taking a vacation together? but in that case, why…. why didn’t she respond to my prayers? no, something is definitely wrong here. if anything happened to her, there was no way that person would stay silent, after all.

the young child looked up worriedly as the woman’s expression turned darker, the lines between her eyebrows creasing further. her dainty fingers tugged on the adult’s hand, “…. jiĕjie, have you had lunch?”

“hm? oh, not yet… hey, why don’t we get lunch together over at wanmin? my treat, of course.”

“i was about to suggest that! it's always better to think with your stomach full! ah, but i can pay for myself…”

“no no, consider it thanks for helping me with the information gathering. besides, i’m craving some liyue-style meat-based dishes…,” meirin paused, remembering a certain tale - or, well, it would be more proper to describe it as an incident - which crys had told her before.

“…. yaoyao? after the meal, can you show me the way to the nearest post office? i’d like to send a letter to fontaine before planning my next move.”

if the geo dragon is missing, then i’ll try my luck with the hydro dragon….

...... i hope al haitham has some new information when we regroup later.

“Survival skills like those become very much a necessity when you’re wandering all over the world. The wind can tell us many things including the coming of rain or the presence of danger.”

“I still think it’s impressive! You have very keen senses…”

The pair chats calmly as they eat, this time enjoying a meal at one of the village’s restaurants, sitting side by side at the counter, taking small bites with their chopsticks and enjoying fragrant tea. A ship set to Liyue will sail early the next morning and agreed to take them for a comfortable price (With Crys promising she’d pay Kazuha back ASAP and once again thanking him profusely)

“So, you’ve been to Liyue and Mondstadt before, any other place?”

“I’ve wanted to visit Sumeru for a while… hmm, what about you? Mentioned Fontaine for a… business meeting? And the Ministry of civil Affairs… I’ve heard before of an adeptus working there.”

“Oh! Well… I do… I travel a lot too I suppose. Though I cannot recall much, and specially not being here in Inazuma before.”

“Hmm.” Kazuha remains pensive, statements like those does make it sound like she’s probably important, most likely people will quickly recognize who she is as soon as they steep on the harbor, or at least he hopes so. Or that at least going back to a familiar place her memories would come back easier.

“Oh! I want some of th-”

“Do you think-”

Crys stretches a bit in front of him to pick a piece of sashimi, at that moment Kazuha turns back to her and both end up faces mere inches apart, noses almost brushing.

Kazuha’s cheeks get warm with a healthy blush spread while Crys immediately turns scarlet.

“I-I’m sorry-!!”

“No! i-it was me I-!”

“Um…!”

Both sit back a little apart, Crys practically shrinks into her seat looking at her lap while Kazuha pointedly stares at a wall. There a short silence.

Awkward…

Crys feels bad, her ears droop. “I’m sorry Kazuha, it was my bad.”

“No worries…”

Oh.

Great.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite diplomat.” A female voice purrs with amusement. “I thought you’d be long gone back to Liyue, dear.”

The pair turns across the counter, there sits a woman with long flowing pink hair, fuzzy ears hanging low adorned with jewelry, and a stylized shrine priestess’ outfit. She rests elbows on the table, chin propped at her crossed hands with a mischievous glint.

Crys stares and blinks.

“Ah… Guuji Yae.” Kazuha murmurs.

“Hm, I thought after your business at Narukami a couple of weeks ago you’d be right back home, how interesting to find you here in such unique company.”

“I’m sorry I… we know each other?” Crys asks embarrassed.

Yae Miko stays silent for a few moments, her eyes sharp and unreadable as she seems to calculate a million things at once. Finally, she speaks again, her tone completely serious. “What happened to you?”

“She’s… lost. She lost her memories it seems, can’t remember a lot of things, flashes come and go in the past few days” Kazuha explains. “I found her passed out outside Chinju forest almost a week ago, Lady Guuji.”

Yae Miko hums, eyes narrowing. “Any aggressiveness? Has she passed out again since then?”

“N-no…” Crys mumbles.

“So probably not erosion. Anything particular?”

“Um… I can’t… remember people close or important to me, their names, faces, my own names… it's like just out of reach, I have them at the tip of my tongue but”

“But,” Kazuha pipes in. “Whenever she does remember a name, other memories seem to come back along with it.”

Miko’s eyes widen a fraction. “I see… allow me, just a moment.” She stands up and gets closer, much to Crys’ nervousness. Her gohei materializes with a glow and she waves it around a couple of times in slow precise movements before almost tapping the illuminated beast on the head.

Her expression turns severe.

“Hm. As suspected.” She sighs and dismisses the item again. “You my dear, have been ‘pranked’ by a powerful youkai.”

“W-what?”

“It’s an ancient and difficult technique, usually meant to… ensnare others and force them into subservience. You’ve had your name stolen.”

“My… name?” How can one steal a name?

“That’s right” She drawls, sitting back again across from them. “Your memories, your experiences, your identity, they are all tied to your name, it’s who you are, and so long as you don’t reclaim it, you’ll continue being lost…” She explains calmly.

Crys pales, she feels anxious, sick.

“Can’t you undo it, Lady Guuji? After all you are… very powerful.” Kazuha clears his throat. Miko gives him a look.

“Unfortunately, only the bearer of the curse can break it you see.”

“B-But-!” Crys stands up, she’s shaking slightly. “Y-You know who I am, you know me, you know my name, my real name… don’t you, Lady Guuji?”

Yae Miko sucks in a breath almost imperceptibly. “It’s been… centuries since you called me that.” She murmurs. Then shakes her head, and Crys’ feels her hope drop. “I have always known you officially as Spring Bringer and for several centuries you have gone simply by ‘Crys’ I’m afraid I am not privy to your true name.”

“That… can’t be…” Crys drops back into the chair, crying. Panic rises in her chest, how did this happen? How can this be? How does no one know? What if no one knows? How does she herself not remember her own damn NAME!!

This time Kazuha stands up, placing his hands on the crying woman’s shoulders trying to comfort her as she sobs. “But then how did some random youkai know her name?”

“Simple, to steal a name you need it to be written down. Literally ripping out or destroying it seals the deal. You must have had some document or letter on you with it perhaps.” She shakes her head. “Regardless, Spring Bringer, listen to me, do not fret. Go to Liyue. The other adepti will know, they will help you.” She reassures.

Yet, the distressed adeptus continues crying.

Kazuha steels himself. At least they now have answers… and a solution.

Lost in the forest, so deep In solitude’s embrace, shroud of mystery A deer wanders, and softly weeps     

no drawings this time but ayyy biggest lore bomb drop 1k words

@i23kazu ebg Jan 19-26

#crys answers: ebg edition #crys plays ebg #rin friend #genshinblr january ebg 2024 #let's ignore how convenient it is that she's there #let's also completely ignore that I totally based this of Uuyu restaurant even tho they're in Ritou LMAOOOO #bonus points to whoever guesses where I got this idea from heh #loving this loving this loving this #GAME IS ON PEEPS WHAT IS HER NAME?? :))) //hit #Imma still drop a hint hehe

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A Mother's Love

Part three: Recovery

TW: This chapter has implied/referencd self-harm and implied/referenced attempted suicide,these implications are not graphic in anyway,but are implied a few times. On the lighter side of things,eating/sleep disorders are mentioned breifly,sex is very lightly implied at one or two points

When Luka woke up,she felt fingers running through her hair.

She looked up at Meiko.

'Good morning.'

Meiko didn't say anything back. She was obviously exausted.

'Go get some sleep,okay?'

Meiko nodded and got up,walking to the bedroom to lay down.

Kawane stirred on the couch.

'Hmm...?'

'Good morning,baby. How are you feeling?'

'A lot better,actually...'

Luka pressed a hand to Kawane's forehead. She was back to a normal temperature.

'Do you still feel sick at all?'

'My head hurts a little...'

'Well,you should probably take more medicine just in case.'

Luka got up to get more medicine,returning with a small medicine cup.

'Here.'

Kawane took the medicine,it was supposed to taste like... Grape? Wild berry? She didn't know,either way,it tasted awful.

'I'll get you something to wash it down with. Stay here.'

Luka went to the fridge and pulled out a bottle with a sweet blue drink inside.

She walked back to Kawane and handed it to her.

'Here,take small sips just in case your stomach is still upset.'

Kawane took the drink and opened the cap,taking a small sip.

'If you can keep that down for a few minutes,feel free to drink some more,just be careful and come get me if you feel like you need to be sick again,I'll be cooking breakfast.

Kawane laid back on the couch,the spot where she was laying still felt very warm.

She sighed. What was she going to do? She couldn't stay with her aunt forever... She knew that Luka would take care of her,but she wasn't her mom... She couldn't sign her up for school,special programs,or pretty much anything that required the permission of a legal guardian. She guessed that she'd go to an orphanage or foster home,either way,she would be leaving here eventually... What Meiko said yesterday... Was a lie. She would have to leave Kawane eventually. She couldn't stay here... But she wished she could...

Why can't they be my moms? I-I really want them to be,but... They never will be... They're already busy with my cousin... I guess... I guess I'll just have to see what happens next,it's not like I can really do anything to change what's gonna happen to me...

-----

'Sakine! Breakfast!'

Sakine came scampering over to the table.

'Here you go,dear.'

Luka set a plate in front of her.

'Pace yourself,okay? Please just go slowly... Your mother has made herself sick way too many times by eating too fast...'

Sakine nodded and slowed her pace a bit.

Luka picked up another plate and walked over to Kawane,who was lying on the couch again.

'Oh,do you feel sick again?'

'No,I-I'm just bored...'

'You sure? I have some food for you,and I don't want you to eat it if you feel sick.'

'I'm okay,I promise! And... I'm really hungry,actually...'

'Okay,then... I tried my best to give you some foods that would go easy on your stomach...'

She handed Kawane a plate,there was a small bowl of oatmeal,a cut up banana,and some strawberries.

'T-this is for me?'

'Yes,do... Do you not like it?'

'No,it's wonderful... It's just... This is so nice of you...'

'It's nothing,really? I just... I don't see how serving you some breakfast is... That special?'

'No... I meant... Taking care of m-me... I-it's n-nice of you- I guess,I- uhm- I just- T- That's what I meant,you know,I'm sorry I phrased it incorrectly,I-'

'No,no,it's okay,I understand now~'

Kawane went silent and started eating her food.

-----

Meiko walked into the kitchen.

'Hey,there,Mei! I... I want to talk to Kawane about something... I called her mother,but... I want to hear what she has to say... I- I guess I have to explain what my sister-in-law said,first... It's- It's gonna be hard,but I have to... You need to know what she said...'

Meiko hugged her.

'Well,then,take all the time you need.'

She said,keeping Luka in her arms.

'Okay,well... My sister-in-law disowned Kawane... Because... Because of something she can't really control... I'm sure you've noticed that she's... A bit different from other kids her age. And... And my sister-in-law didn't want to deal with it... So she kicked her out... I- I asked if Kawane was getting fed,a-a-and I- s-she-'

Meiko nuzzled Luka's cheek.

'It's okay,take a small break if you need.'

Luka took a moment to breathe and relax in Meiko's embrace.

'She said that... That she didn't g-get fed when s-she was a-annoying... L-like me... And-and she told me- that statement p- probably sounded f-f- familiar to me- and- and I- I- I- r- remembered when my f- father beat me r- really badly because I said I w- was hungry even though I couldn't e- eat that day... I- I was so scared and-'

Luka started sobbing.

'Shhh,shhh... You're safe,you're safe... I know... That... That wasn't okay for her to say.'

Meiko squeezed her tighter.

'That's all... I guess...'

'Okay... How about we talk to her now?'

Luka nodded.

Meiko wiped the tears off of Luka's cheeks with her thumb,kissing her on the forehead.

'Come on,let's go.'

-----

'Kawane,we need to talk to you for a minute.'

Kawane looked up from her book at Meiko,who was standing next to Luka.

'I- I- uhm- y- yes?'

'Don't worry,you're not in trouble or anything.'

Luka said calmly.

'Come,let's sit at the table.'

Meiko held out a hand to Kawane,helping her up. The three walked to the table in the kitchen,sitting down,Luka and Meiko sitting across from Kawane.

'Now,dear... I called your mother yesterday,but she didn't give me as much detail as I'd like.... Can you tell me more about the situation?'

Kawane looked away,nodding.

'Y- yeah... So... So I got mad about something and I- I messed up my bedroom because I was angry... I really didn't want to... I just... I didn't know how else to get the anger out... And I- I couldn't control it... It just... Happened... And m- my mother told me that s- she didn't want me anymore... And that I was too much... She'd been threatening t- to disown me for a while... But she actually did it t- this time... A- and s- she- she- t- told m- me that we w- were going to a p- park... And she d- drove me really far away to a park I- I'd never been to,before and s- said that she was going to buy some i- ice-cream b- but she never came back... I- I waited the entire day b- but she never came b- back and I- I was scared of the other people there,s- so I tried t- to find somewhere else to g- go and I s- slept in an allyway and- and then the next morning i- it started raining and then that's w- when you found m- me...'

'Okay... Thank you for telling us,baby... That really helped me understand what was going on.'

Luka said,reaching her hand across the table to hold Kawane's.

'It's okay to cry,you can let it all out,it's okay. We won't judge.'

Kawane froze for a second,her face visibly gaining an angry expression,then she started clawing at her own arms.

Luka quickly got up and rushed over to restrain Kawane.

'Don't do that,you're hurting yourself,I know you're mad,but we can express our negative emotions in a way that doesn't hurt you... Meiko,can you please grab a few pencils?'

Meiko was confused,but grabbed a pack of pencils from a drawer in the kitchen,giving them to Luka.

'Here.'

Luka gave one to Kawane,who snapped the pencil,still crying.

She snapped pencil after pencil until she felt a little better.

'Can you tell me how you felt right there? Why did you get so angry?'

Meiko watched the interaction silently.

'I- I felt angry at myself b- because I feel like nobody wants me because I'm so wierd and I- I can't be normal... And I'm crazy... I- I want to be... Not crazy... I want p- people to like me... I- I want... A home...'

'Hey,hey... You're not wierd... You're definitely not 'normal' but being normal... It's so bland,isn't it? Nobody I'm friends with is 'normal' persay. Well... Exept coworkers,but they're boring. It's okay to be different. It's a good thing. You're not crazy,okay? You're a sane person. This isn't something you can control,you were born this way,alright? And that's good. It's good to be you. It's not crazy,you just think a little differently,don't you? It means you have such a creative and cool view of the world,and you're so so special for that. I know it's hard to feel like people don't want you,it's easy for someone like you to get made fun of. But those people are just meanies. They only want to put people down because they feel insecure. I promise,dear,you're very very special to me and Meiko,okay? We love you so so much no matter what,and you can stay here as long as you need,okay? Remember,there are others out there that are like you. They're a bit different,but that's okay. You're not alone,don't forget that. There are so many people out there who can relate and can help you feel loved. You're the sweetest little girl and I wish I could just show you how much you mean to me,but it would be impossible,wouldn't it? You're special,you're not crazy,and you're so so kind and smart. And don't let anyone tell you otherwise.'

Kawane hugged Luka tightly.

'M-Mama... I love you... T-thank y-you...'

'...Mama?'

Luka whispered,almost tearing up.

Kawane pulled away after a few moments,rubbing her eyes.

'Hey... You know what?'

Luka put a hand on Kawane's cheek.

'Sakine has ADHD,did you know that?'

'S- she does? She's like m- me?'

'Sort of... ADHD is entirely different then what you have,but it's simalar in some ways. You should go talk to her,you two would get along nicely. She's really into horses,you know...'

'Horses? Really? She loves horses,too? Has she ever seen one? Does she have a lot of books about horses?'

'How about you go ask her? She'd love to play with someone. She can get pretty lonely being an only-child.'

Kawane ran off to Sakine's room,shaking her hands exitedly.

'Lukita?'

'Hm?'

'I know you said Kawane was a bit different,but... I'm confused?'

Luka sat back down next to Meiko.

'I think it's time you knew something very important about Kawane...'

-----

Kawane knocked on Sakine's bedroom door nervously.

'Yes? Come in~'

Kawane hesitated before slowly opening the door.

'Kawane? Are you alright? Do you need something?'

'Uhhh... I... I wanted t-to p-play with you?'

'Wait,really?'

Sakine's eyes lit up

'Y-yeah... I heard you l-like horses? I-I do,too...'

'Yeah! I love horses!! Come sit down!'

Sha patted the area on the bed next to her.

Kawane slowly walked over and sat down.

'D-do you have any books? About horses?'

'Yeah! I have lots!! Like this one! It's got a lot of cool pictures! Oh-wait! There's also this one! It has mostly words,but it's still cool! Oh-oh-and here's one on how to draw horses and-'

Kawane seemed a bit overwhelmed. Sakine took a breath and calmed down a bit.

'Anyways,what's your favorite horse breed?'

'Uhm... Clydesdale...'

'Wow! I really like those,too!'

'Did you know that they're endangered?'

'No,really? They are?'

-----

'Oh,I see... What can I do to understand her more?'

Asked Meiko

'Well,you can do research,and try to spend more time with her. Try to make her feel loved,okay? She... She has a hard time with that... And I don't want her to turn out like me...'

'You turned out wonderful,Lukes~'

'You know what I meant...'

She said as Meiko took her hands.

Meiko leaned forwards and whispered into Luka's ear

'I can make you feel loved right now~'

Luka shuddered

'N-not r-right now,dear... Maybe later tonight...'

Meiko pulled back to look into Luka's eyes,seeing that her cheeks were red.

'You get so flustered,it's adorable...'

'Stoppp...'

'Never!'

Meiko laughed

-----

'Oh... I'm sorry about that,Kawane... I get made fun of,too... But you know what? If anyone tries to bully you when I'm around,they'll be sorry! I promise to protect you!'

'You... Will?'

'Of course! Nobody is going to be mean to my s-cousin on my watch!'

Sakine had almost said 'sister' instead... She wished Kawane was her sister... Secretly,Kawane wished the same...

-----

It had gotten late and the girls were still in Sakine's room.

'Let's go check on the girls real quick.'

Luka suggested

The couple got up and walked to their daughter's room

Luka knocked

Nothing

She slowly opened the door to see...

The girls were both asleep on Sakine's bed,obviously having dozed off. Kawane was splayed out on her stomach with Sakine laying across her back. They were surrounded by books,and both sleeping soundly.

The couple both almost melted from how cute the scene was.

Meiko picked up Sakine and tucked her in,Kawane started to feel around for her cousin.

'Where... Sister?'

'Aww... How sweet...'

Said Meiko as she picked up Kawane and set her next to Sakine,who immediately wrapped her arms around her cousin. Kawane stilled instantly.

Luka cleared the books off the bed and then walked over to Meiko. The taller woman put an arm around her wife's waist,taking Luka's hand and interlocking their fingers.

'They're so cute... I knew they'd get along...'

Meiko nodded.

'Come on,Mei... Let's leave them alone for the night... Besides... I want to talk to you about something...'

The two exited,Meiko turned off the lights as she walked out the door,closing it behind her.

In the hallway,Meiko turned to face Luka.

'Now,what did you need to talk to me about?'

Luka took Meiko's hands in her own.

'Well... Do you remember the last night of our honeymoon?'

Meiko suddenly pulled her in by the waist.

'Oh,darling... How could I forget?'

She whispered,starting to kiss Luka's neck

As much as Luka wanted to collapse into Meiko and let her carry her to the bed,that wasn't what Luka had meant,and what she wanted to say was important

'N-no Meiko-n-not that...'

She pulled away slightly,just so that Meiko would stop kissing her for a minute. She felt her face go red,and tried to hide her blush by burying her face in Meiko's shoulder.

'Oh,I'm sorry... What did you mean,then?'

Meiko tried not to laugh

'I-it's not funny...'

'Oh,are you sure about that? I love how I can fluster you so easily...'

'A-anyways... Do you remember what you said to me?'

'Sorry,dear,I don't remember saying anything significant to you that night...'

Luka pulled back to look Meiko in the eyes.

'You asked me... What was next for us...'

'Oh,yeah,I remember that!'

'Do you remember anything else about that conversation?'

'Well,I think I asked you about getting a house... Or... Starting a buisness together or something...'

'Anything... Else?'

'No,sorry... My brain is kinda foggy on that...'

'Y-you asked me if... If... If I wanted to have more children...'

Meiko blushed slightly

'What are you saying?'

'Well... What if I did want more children now...? Would you still want another kid?'

'I-uhm-y-yes,of course!'

'You don't sound like you mean it...'

'N-no,I do,this is just so sudden,I didn't expect you to ask this out of the blue like this... Would we be adopting,or...'

'Yes,adopting...'

'How old of a child would you be looking to adopt? Like would you maybie want to raise a child from only a few months or-'

'Thirteen...'

'Oddly specific,but okay.'

'You really are oblivious,aren't you? I want to adop Kawane.'

'Really? W-we can do that?'

'So your answer is yes?'

'Yes! YES!!'

Luka hugged Meiko tightly

'We're having another baby...'

Luka whispered

Meiko smiled

'Well,LuLu,let's start by figuring out what paperwork we need to fill out~'

'Maybie tomorrow... Besides,we need to ask Kawane what she thinks. But for now... Let's start with... Going to bed.'

Luka kissed Meiko and wrapped her arms around her wife's waist.

'I'm getting mixed signals,here. What do you mean by 'go to bed',huh?'

'I mean... Do you remember the last night of our honeymoon,or...?'

Meiko chuckled and picked up Luka,carrying her to the bedroom.

-----

Luka awoke the next morning,Meiko was snoring and drooling a bit next to her. Luka could tell she was sleeping very heavily.

She stood up,her lower back ached a bit. She threw on some clothes,attempting to make herself look decent in the mirror,her hair was an absolute mess. She eventually gave up and decided to just brush it later.

She looked back at Meiko before walking over,pulling the blanket over her bare shoulders.

Just remember to put clothes on before you leave the room this time...

Luka walked out of the room,twisting the lock before closing the door so that the girls couldn't accidentally walk in.

Luka found her hairbrush in the bathroom,she attempted to brush her hair,but it was much easier and less of a hastle when Meiko did it for her.

She decided to wait for her partner to help her.

She made her way to the kitchen,her legs ached really badly.

Jesus Christ,I'm only twenty-one!

Luka pushed the pain aside and started on breakfast.

'Hey,Mama! Uhm... What happened to your hair?'

'Uh... B-bad hair-day.'

Sakine seemed to accept that answer,but Kawane stared at her knowingly.

Luka avoided her gaze,trying to focus on the food she was preparing,but she felt Kawane just staring at her.

Luka glanced over.

Kawane tilted her head a little,shifting her weight.

Eventually,she walked towards the basket of fruit on the counter,as she passed behind Luka,she whispered;

'You have a mark on your neck.'

Luka stiffened and walked to the bathroom.

She dug around for some band-aids in the drawer.

When she exited the bathroom... The food was burning...

'Oh,shit-'

She whispered as she ran over to the stove,turning it off.

She groaned,slumping forwards against the counter.

Today was not a great day for her so far...

-----

Meiko walked out of the bedroom to see Luka was not having a great time...

She was slumped forwards over the countertop,her head in her hands as the smell of burnt food filled the room. Good thing they hadn't fixed the fire alarm yet,otherwise it would be going crazy.

Meiko threw the burnt food in the garbage can,setting the pan in the sink.

She wrapped her arms around Luka from behind,Luka straightened her posture so that she was standing normally.

'Hey,what happened?'

'Everything hurts,my hair is a mess,and I burnt the food because Kawane spotted a mark on my neck and I had to run to the bathroom to cover it up before Sakine saw it!'

'Oh,heh... Sorry...'

'I told you to be careful about that! We have a kid now!'

Luka hissed out

'And another one on the way~'

'Stop acting like one of us is pregnant!'

'I'm not,I'm just saying-'

'Just- Just get away from me right now!'

'Oh... Okay... Sorry...'

Meiko let go of Luka and walked to the couch. Fortunately,the girls had gone into Sakine's room to escape the smoke smell,so they hadn't heard any of the quarrel between their mothers...

Meiko didn't really know what to say or do now... She felt a little hurt if she was honest.

'Luka...'

'I don't want to hear it!'

Meiko felt as if Luka had thrown a spear through her heart. The two almost never fought,and when they did,it was either about stupid stuff,or they apologized really quickly to the other,but... This was different. Meiko tried not to cry as she hung her head.

Luka heard the stifled sobs,but she didn't care. She was pissed.

... Until she wasn't.

Luka suddenly felt really bad,she hurt Meiko's feelings,made her cry. That wasn't the kind of person she wanted to be. She loved Meiko. She didn't want her to cry...

Luka walked off to the bathroom,grabbing her hairbrush and sat next to Meiko on the couch when she returned.

She placed the brush in Meiko's lap.

Meiko looked at the brush,then back at Luka

'Meiko... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you.'

Meiko pulled her into a tight hug,crying even more.

'Oh,you're so sensitive... Such a big softie...'

Luka said affectionately

'I'm sorry! I-I love y-y-you!'

'I love you,too. I hope you can forgive me...'

Meiko simply hugged her even tighter.

'Oh,you big teddy bear... Hey,hey,it's okay,I'm so sorry,baby...'

Meiko pulled herself together and let go of Luka,wiping her wet cheeks.

'S-so you want me to brush your h-hair?'

'If you'd be okay with it...'

Meiko didn't say anything else,she placed Luka in her lap and started to brush her long hair.

After she was done,Meiko hugged her tightly from behind.

Luka groaned softly

'Something wrong?'

'My back and legs hurt...'

'Oh? Was I just that good last night?'

Meiko joked

'Stoppp...'

'You didn't answer me~'

'And I'm not going to.'

'Anyways... We should talk to Kawane soon.'

Meiko said

'I... I don't know...'

'Oh? Why so hesitant all of a sudden?'

Luka held one of Meiko's wrists,tracing over the scars with her soft fingers.

'I just... I'm afraid she won't want to... Be our daughter...'

'Luka... She loves you so much... She called you 'Mama' remember? She did the same with me the other day. She called Sakine her 'sister' she obviously wants to be here,why would you doubt that?'

'I don't... I don't know... I'm just... Nervous I guess... This is a big thing...'

Luka said quietly before planting a soft kiss on a scar that was rather new,the scab from the blade still on Meiko's wrist.

'Darling,we need to keep these ones covered up,I'd hate for you to get an infection... And... Remember to come to me whenever you're feeling like you want to harm yourself...'

Meiko let out a sigh

'I know... It's just hard sometimes... Even with you around... That relapse a week ago was... Scary...'

'I know,but you're getting much much better,okay? Let be get some bandages.'

When Luka returned with the first-aid kit,she immediately started treating the fresh wounds.

'I'm so glad that you're feeling better now. I know you... Went through a rough spot a few years back... That was... I... I was so scared for you...'

She said as she dabbed alcohol onto the cuts with a cotton-ball

'I know,Pop-Tart... I'm so sorry I made you worry.'

'You don't need to apologize,okay? Never apologize for something like that. It was a problem that put your life in danger at some points,you shouldn't apologize for making me worry,okay? You almost died... Several times...'

Luka started to wrap a white bandage around one of Meiko's arms.

'...Luka?'

'Yes?'

'... You saved me. You... You saved my life,okay? I-I love you so much and I'm so glad that I found someone like you and... I... You... Helped me so so much...'

Luka finished the second arm and crawled into Meiko's lap,resting her head on her wife's shoulder.

Meiko hugged her tightly

'You're my little angel...'

'You've helped me a lot,too...'

'Really?'

'Of course. You've helped me so much with my anxiety,my insomnia,my anorexia... Thank you...'

Meiko started to cry,burying her face into Luka's hair.

The two stayed there,resting in each-other's arms.

Luka started to drift off in Meiko's embrace,but another pain shot through her back and she winced

'Your back is really bothering you,huh?'

'Yeah...'

Meiko laid Luka on her stomach on the couch. She turned and positioned herself so that she was straddling Luka's legs. She started to rub Luka's back firmly.

Luka sighed as the pain melted away.

'That feel good?'

'Yeah... Thanks...'

'I'm sorry... I'll go easier on you next time...'

'It's okay...'

'But I hurt you!'

'No,I'm just not in wonderful shape. I need to start exercising more now that my eating habbits are a bit better.'

After a while,Kawane entered the room.

'Ah,I see you've gotten changed?'

Said Luka upon seeing her niece dressed in fresh clean clothes.

'Uhh... Yeah...'

She glanced towards Meiko's wrists,though didn't make any comment.

Meiko noticed and glanced over at Kawane.

She didn't say anything,looking away from the bandages after a while.

'Kawane... Can we talk to you for a minute?'

Luka said,sitting up.

Kawane nodded hesitantly.

Here goes nothing...

'Kawane... We both love you so much,and I know you currently don't really have parents or a home to stay in long-term,but me and Meiko love you more than you could imagine... We want you safe and happy... And you know that we'd let you live here as long as you need,but... I know that really isn't enough... As this isn't really 'your home' or anything... And I know that you really need someone to look up to who can help you with all your problems and help you understand yourself and heal some of those wounds left by your mother and father... And... We were wondering if... Uhm... Kawane... We... We want to adopt you.'

Kawane was speechless for a few seconds.

'You... You want me?'

'Yes,baby,we love you so much.'

Said Meiko

'You... You really want me? T-to be your daughter? S-somebody actually wants me?'

'Oh,Kawane...'

Luka said softly

Kawane ran up to the couch and threw herself onto Luka,hugging her tightly.

Luka winced as her back started to hurt again,but she hugged the girl tightly as Kawane cried into Luka's chest.

'I-I have a Mama now? A-a real one?'

'Yes,baby. Yes you do...'

'And a Mamí,too!'

Said Meiko,leaning over to hug the two tightly

'A-and a Mommy,too...'

She whispered to herself

'Hey,what's going on in here?'

Asked Sakine as she walked into the room

'Sakine... You have a little sister now!'

Said Meiko excitedly

'What?'

'KiKi... We're going to figure out whatever we need to do to adopt Kawane.'

Said Luka

'I... I have a sister now?'

Sakine jumped into Luka's arms as well,both Luka and Kawane got the air knocked out of them for a second,as Sakine's entire 155 lbs of weight came flying at the two,barreling into them at full speed.

Kawane squeaked in surprise

'Oof- KiKi- I'm more fragile then Meiko,be careful,okay?'

The four hugged onto each-other,welcoming their new member to the family.

Kawane,sitting in the embrace of her new family,finally,for once in her life,felt truly loved and knew that everything was going to be okay.

#vocaloid #meiko #megurine luka #lukamei #sakine meiko #chaos crew #kawane luka #vocaloid fanfic

[starligtgalaxy]

chapter 02: Here comes the boy, Hello boy ✨Welcome✨

"order!"

"on it!"

(Y/n) rushes out the door, holding a Pigsy's noodles bag.

Mei's eyes follow her, still having glare like always.

"Are you done glaring at her?" Tang asks, not looking away from his book.

"she'll never be Mk..." Mei mutters, burrying her face in her knees.

"Yeah, she's not. She's (Y/n)" Tang replies.

Mei Rolls her eyes and look at her phone, looking at her phone.

(*sponge narrator voice* meanwhile)

"Enjoy, ma'am" (Y/n) hands a woman the bag of noodles.

The woman nods "thank you so much"

the door closes. (Y/n) looks at the next address.

Eatm yb utt 69, U. Rmom

'strange street name, oh well'

(Y/n) rides through the city, looking around for the street.

Even after hours, she still couldn't Find it. The sky already few dark.

She stops and get out of the noodle cart. She notices someone sitting on a near by roof.

'I could ask them where I can find the street'

she walks to the side of the building and begins climbing the ladder. The bag was tied to her arm.

After almost falling, she reaches the top. She stands up and look forward.

There was a boy about her age, sitting down. She couldn't get the best look at him due to it being quite dark, the only light was a street light.

"Hey, um excuse me. Can I ask something?" The girl asks.

The person turns his head towards her, not saying anything.

"Do you know where Eatm yb utt street is?" (Y/n) squints her eyes, trying to see any features.

She suddenly hears snickering, making her confused.

"what?"

"say that again, slowly"

"Eat...my..butt... oh"

The boy Snickers again.

The (H/c)nette groans and sits next to the boy, setting the ramen down.

"When I'm back, my boss is gonna kill me"

"I uses to get those pranks all the times" The unknown boy says in amused voice.

"You can have the noodles, I''ll just pay for it" (Y/n) pushes towards him.

"You sure that you dont want it?"

"I'm not the biggest fan of slightly warm noodles" (Y/n) commented, chuckling.

The mysterious person begins to also chuckle.

(Y/n) got a better look at him, now that she's closer.

The boy had messy hair with a red bandana. A dark colored shirt with a jacket tied around his waist.

"I'm (Y/n)"

"Im...Qi"

"well, I should go now. See ya, Qi" (Y/n) gives a two fingered salute before climbing down the ladder.

Qi looks down at the bag, seeing that al so familiar logo.

"Interesting"

#radianceau #lmk #Qi #lmk mk

[wonderlandleighleigh]

@bekindreblog asked for another part of the Dead!Joel fic

"I feel like I should be sadder,” she admits as they lay in his bed that night. He got her to eat a little toast, and now they’re curled up together.

“You cried a lot today,” Lenny points out. “And there’s no time limit on grief. You feel it when you feel it.”

Midge sighs softly. “I feel numb.” She gazing at him. “You know a lot about grief?”

He shrugs. “A little.”

“I lost my grandfather when I was still in college,” Midge says quietly. “Weirdly, that hurt more than this.”

“Your grandfather ever betray and abandon you?” Lenny asks, lifting an eyebrow.

She shakes her head.

“There you go, then.” He lays on his back and looks up at the ceiling. “Lost a lot of guys during the war. Saw a lot of death. They say you get used to it. You don’t, really. You just- find ways to cope with it.”

Midge nods, shifting to lay on her own back, mirroring his position. “Life is really fucking short.”

“Yes, it is.”

She reaches out then, taking his hand and threading her fingers with his. “Thank you for today.”

“It wasn’t fair of your family,” he says, still not looking at her. “Making you plan that funeral.”

“Someone had to.”

“It doesn’t always have to be you.”

“There wasn’t anyone else,” Midge says quietly. “Joel would have hated it. That I had all that control.”

“Funerals aren’t for the dead, they’re for the living,” Lenny reminds her. “And you could have walked away. I would have.”

Midge smiles. “No you wouldn’t. You would have planned the fuck out of your ex-wife’s funeral.”

“Sent the corpse down on a stripper pole,” he quips, making them both laugh.

“At least Joel wasn’t alone when he died,” Midge says quietly; sadly. “He had Mei. A baby on the way. He found someone new that he loved. Who loved him.”

“You’ll find someone,” Lenny says softly, glancing at her. “You will.”

She takes a breath and rolls away from him, letting go of his hand, and laying on her side with her back to him. “Goodnight, Lenny.”

“Hey.”

She reaches out and turns off the lamp next to her, and he reaches over her and turns it back on.

“Midge.”

She turns off the lamp again and he leans over her to turn it back on.

“Lenny, I wanna sleep.”

“Nope.”

“Lenny.”

“Midge.”

She huffs, annoyed and rolls over to face him. “I have had what is possibly the hardest day of my life, and that is counting my now dead husband leaving me, two rounds of childbirth, being thrown off of Shy’s tour, and a terrible case of childhood tuberculosis. What?”

He stares at her for a long moment. “It can’t be me.”

She flicks off the lamp again.

“Fuck’s sake, Midge!” He reaches over and turns it back on. “It can’t be me!”

“Give me one good reason.”

“The drugs?”

“When was the last time you took them?” she asks.

He opens his mouth, and then closes it.

“Well?” Midge demands. “When? When was it?”

“Early November,” he admits somberly. “Before Carnegie Hall.”

“Right,” Midge nods. “It’s now February, you’ve been clean for four months?”

“I-”

“You’ve been clean for four months, but it can’t be you. Next?”

“Midge-”

“Life is short, Lenny,” she cuts him off. “We just said that. Life is short. I want it to be you. Do you want it to be you?”

“It doesn’t matter what I want,” he tells her.

“That’s all that matters,” she counters. “All that matters is what we want, because that’s what drives our whole fucking existence. Joel didn’t want me, he left. I wanted comedy so I didn’t go back to him. You wanted me me so you manipulated the weather and left me stranded in your hotel room during a snowstorm. Joel wanted to be a fucking tough guy so he deep sixed a bunch of mobsters and they came back and bashed his fucking brains in...” her voice trails off and she looks away from him. 

“You know the other thing that drives existence?” Lenny says quietly. “Fear.”

Midge looks at him, confused.

He reaches out and takes her hand again, this time in both of his. “I’m afraid I’ll hurt you. Or that you’ll realize I’m not it.”

“I’m a big girl, Lenny,” she reminds him. “I’ve been hurt a lot, and I think I’ve proven that it takes a lot to break me.”

He looks down at their hands, the pads of his fingers sliding over her palm. “And the other thing?”

“You’re it,” she says softly.

“How do you know?”

She gives him a wry smirk. “Because we both laughed at the mental image of sending a corpse down a stripper pole and into a casket. Anyone else would be horrified. Except for maybe Susie.”

“Well, maybe she should be the one,” Lenny teases.

“You think so? I can call her right now and ask.”

“Or you could stay here, and let me recover from being an asshole,” he counters. “It happens a lot. If we’re going to do this whole...thing. You should probably get used to it.”

“Between you and Joel, I’m already used to it.” She pauses. “I’ll have to get used to only having one asshole in my life to deal with.”

“I could always help with that,” Lenny offers. “You know. Be an even bigger asshole.”

“Stop fucking talking and kiss me.”

He does, leaning in and kissing her softly, pulling her close.

“Can I turn off the lamp now?” Midge asks, kissing him again.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he tells her, shifting over her. “I want to look at you.”

She reaches out for it, and he distracts her by sucking on her neck as hard as he can.

“Oh god,” she moans, her hand threading into his hair. “I cannot make a shiva call tomorrow with a giant hickey.”

“I know you own scarves,” he mutters, pressing against her.

“I have great scarves,” midge confirms, kissing him deeply.

He nods, breathless. “Good. Quit the lamp bit so I can focus on giving you an orgasm,” 

She pants softly, holding him tightly. “I can do that.”

#fic #au #tmmm #Midge x Lenny #Midge/Lenny

[meimei-song]

voodoo doll part two

late fall - sam and mei do some sleuthing and find out that sam was right about freddie all along

Sam lifts their hands and kisses the back of hers.

Mei blushes and grins widely.

He smiles as he walks them closer to the restaurant.

She grins, “Sammy?”

Sam hums and looks down at her, “Yeah?”

Mei smiles, “You make me happy.”

He grins widely and leans down to kiss her gently.

She grins and returns the gentle kiss.

Sam pulls back slightly and smiles, “You make me just as happy.”

Mei grins up at him lovingly.

He grins widely and kisses her again.

She smiles widely and returns the kiss.

Sam squeezes her gently as he smiles into the kiss.

Mei grins and combs her fingers through his hair.

He hums and pulls back slightly with a smile.

She grins widely at him.

Sam chuckles and kisses her forehead.

Mei smiles and she hugs him tight.

He grins and leans his chin on top of her head as he hugs her back.

She smiles and whispers nervously, “I love you, Sammy..”

Sam raises his brows and pulls back to look at her, “You do?”

Mei looks at him with wide eyes, “Is.. that okay?”

He smiles shyly and nods his head, “Yeah..I love you, too.”

She grins up at him, “you do?”

Sam grins with a nod as he leans down to kiss her.

Mei smiles widely as she returns the kiss.

He cups her cheek as he kisses her lovingly.

She grins widely and leans into his touch.

Sam smiles widely into the kiss.

Mei giggles and squeezes him.

He chuckles and breaks the kiss with a grin.

She grins widely up at him.

Sam pecks her lips a bunch of times and grins.

Mei returns each kiss and giggles happily.

He laughs and pulls her into a tight hug.

She hugs him back just as tight, “my Sammy…”

Sam kisses her hair and smiles, “My Mei..”

Mei blushes and grins, “You’re so sweet..”

He nuzzles his nose against her head and grins, “I love you..”

She grins widely up at him, “I love you..”

Sam leans down and kisses her happily.

Mei grins and returns the kiss.

He caresses the back of her head and grins against her lips.

She holds his shirt and smiles widely into the kiss.

Sam grins wider and hums into the kiss.

Mei laughs and pulls back from him.

He leans down and kisses her nose gently with a grin.

She wrinkles her nose and grins widely.

Sam laughs and pulls back slightly, taking her hands as he starts to walk backwards.

Mei grins widely as she follows him.

He smiles as he hums happily, “Soup dumplings to go or eat in?”

She laughs, “Eat in.”

Sam nods as he leads her towards the restaurant.

Mei smiles and swings their hands as they walk.

He grins and squeezes her hand.

She looks up at him, “You’re cute.”

Sam chuckles and nudges his hip against hers, “So are you.”

Mei giggles softly, “Yeah, you’ve been rubbing off on me.”

He wrinkles his nose and laughs, “Hardly!”

She grins widely, “Oh give me a break!”

Sam moves his arm around her shoulder and shakes his head, “You wouldn’t have thought I was cute if you saw me on the Isle.”

Mei looks up at him, “I don’t agree.”

He kisses her temple and laughs, “You didn’t see me there. My hair was always a mess and needing to be cut. Plus it was so dirty. The best thing about Auradon is the showers.”

She looks at him, “I would still think you were cute and love you even if you were dirty and stinky.”

Sam chuckles and squeezes her shoulder, “Thank you.”

Mei kisses his jaw.

He smiles as he leads her into the restaurant.

She smiles widely and asks for a table for two and she squeezes Sam’s side gently.

Sam squeezes her shoulder back before following the host to their table.

Mei sits down and grins up at him.

He sits down next to her and grins, “I’m so hungry.”

She grins at him, “I’m glad we’re getting food then.” She places her hand on his leg.

Sam puts his hand on hers as he chuckles, “Being a detective wears a person out.”

Mei laughs and then sighs, leaning her head against his shoulder.

He rubs the back of her hand, “You okay?”

She nods her head, “Yeeaahh I think so.”

Sam smiles and kisses her forehead.

Mei squeezes his leg gently.

He chuckles and looks down at the menu.

Mei smiles and looks at the menu too.

He nudges his foot against hers with a smile.

She grins and kisses his cheek quickly.

Sam grins at the kiss and squeezes her hand.

She smiles at him, “what’s calling to you?”

He hums softly and shrugs one shoulder, “I’m thinking the pork dumplings, what about you?”

Mei nods and smiles, “I was also thinking that.”

Sam grins and nods his head, “I like this place.”

She grins, “It’s one of my favorites.”

He hums softly and nods, “How does it compare to your family’s recipes?”

Mei hums, “not as good but very authentic!”

Sam smiles and shakes his head, “I love how much history and tradition you have in your family.”

She grins at him, "Me too. I love sharing it with you."

Sam kisses her cheek gently with a smile, “Thank you for sharing it.”

Mei smiles widely, “are you kidding? Thank you for caring!”

He chuckles with a shrug, “I don’t have anything like that. I have Henry and he’s the best but it’s not like your family and the long history. I mean we don’t even know our mom.”

She hums softly, “do you ever wish you did?”

Sam smiles softly with a nod, “I do, yeah. I wanna know more about my family.”

Mei hums, “Should we try and find her?”

He shakes his head and shrugs, “I don’t know..I don’t think Henry would want to.”

She frowns, “Yeah but you want to.”

Sam half smiles and shakes his head, “I can’t do that to him.”

Mei frowns more, “Ask before you make the decision for him. But you should also do it for yourself if that’s what you want.”

He nods as she squeezes her hand, “I’ll think about it.”

She nods and kisses his shoulder, “I support you.”

Sam smiles at her and nods, “I know, thank you.”

Mei nods and squeezes his leg gently, “you’re welcome.”

He kisses her temple and smiles as the waiter comes to take their order.

She smiles and orders her soup dumplings and a drink.

Sam orders the same and squeezes her hand.

Mei grins and moves her fingers between his.

He smiles and thanks the waiter.

She smiles and touches her nose to his cheek.

Sam grins widely and laughs, “You’re cute.”

Mei grins and lightly and playfully bites his cheek.

He laughs softly and squeezes her hand, “Hey!”

She laughs and kisses his cheek, "Sorry, you're just so cute I could eat you!"

He laughs louder and shakes his head, “I’ve never been told I was that cute before!”

Mei grins, "I'm glad I could be the first."

Sam leans down to peck her lips with a gri.

She smiles and returns the peck.

He chuckles and lifts her hand to kiss it.

Mei grins shyly and blushes.

Sam grins and nods to her, “I love you.”

She blushes harder and grins, “I love you too.”

He kisses her gently and smiles.

Mei grins and returns the kiss.

Sam pulls back and grins at her as he nudges his nose against hers.

She smiles widely and rubs his knee.

He moves his arm on the back of her chair and smiles, “You’re my best friend, you know that?”

Mei smiles up at him, “and you’re mine.”

He kisses her temple and rubs the back of her shoulder.

She grins widely, “You have been for a long time. Getting to be in love with you too is the cherry on top.”

Sam grins back at her and nods his head, “I feel the same way.”

Mei smiles wider, “That makes me so happy.”

He leans over and nudges his nose against hers with a smile.

She gives him a soft peck on the lips.

Sam returns the peck and grins wider.

Mei grins and laughs happily.

He chuckles and rubs her shoulder, “I can’t believe we went into the palace today.”

She laughs, “and had an official meeting with the king.”

Sam laughs and shakes his head, “I know he was the captain and all but I forget he’s the actual King of this place.”

Mei smiles, “I know. The duality is kind of amazing.”

He smiles with a small shrug, “Speaking of, I think you should be captain next year.”

She gives him a look, “It should be you!”

Sam furrows his brow and shakes his head, “No, no. I’m not a leader like you are.”

Mei looks at him, “but you’re a good teacher.”

He smiles and shakes his head, “But I don’t think the other guys would listen to me. The older guys are gone now and everyone else will listen to you.”

She sighs, “It’s harder to get them to listen to a woman.”

Sam shakes his head and rubs her shoulder, “No, they will listen.”

Mei shrugs slightly, “Maybe.”

He hums softly and kisses her cheek, “I think it’s worth to ask coach about it.”

She nods a little, “I’ll think about it.”

Sam nods with a smile, “Okay, good.”

Mei smiles and kisses his cheek.

He smiles softly and squeezes her shoulder.

She smiles and rubs his leg.

Sam grins at her as the waiter comes out with their food.

Mei smiles widely and sits up straight, “Smells so good.”

He drops his arm and grins, “Oh yeah, I’m excited.”

She grins widely and takes her spoon and scoops up a dumpling before opening it.

Sam chuckles as he starts to eat.

Mei blows on the soup before eating it.

He hums happily and nods his head, “Oh yeah..”

She giggles, “Good?”

Sam nods as he takes another a bite.

Mei grins, “Feeds the soul.”

He chuckles and nods, “Sounds like something your family would say.”

She giggles, “they do.”

Sam laughs as he eats more, “Well I agree.”

Mei grins and kisses his jaw.

He grins and tilts his head to the side.

She smiles widely and eats more of her food.

Sam continues to eat and puts his hand on her leg.

Mei giggles and places her hand over his.

He smiles as he eats more of his food.

She grins and strokes his thumb with hers as she eats.

Sam hums as he looks over at her, “This is hitting the spot.”

Mei grins, “for me too.”

He squeezes her leg and grins, “I could go for ice cream after this.”

She grins, “I like the way you think.”

Sam chuckles as he takes another bite with a hum.

Mei grins and finishes her soup dumplings.

He finishes up with her and smiles over at her.

She smiles at him, "I'm really grateful for you.."

Sam grins brightly and tilts his head to the side, "You know I feel the same way, Mei."

Mei smiles and kisses him softly.

He returns the kiss gently and rubs her leg.

She smiles and slowly pulls back.

Sam grins and kisses her nose gently.

Mei scrunches her nose and grins up at him.

He chuckles and grins wider, “You’re adorable.”

She reaches up and strokes his cheek, “you’re the sweetest.”

Sam leans into her touch and smiles shyly.

Mei grins, “and you’re so cute.”

He kisses her palm and grins, “Yeah?”

She grins wider and nods, looking at him lovingly, “Yeah..”

Sam leans up to kiss her forehead and smiles softly.

Mei blushes and moves her face into his neck.

He grins and wraps his arm around her shoulders, holding her close.

She laughs and brings her arm around him.

Sam squeezes her and sighs happily.

Mei grins and whispers, “I love you..”

He pulls back and grins at her, “I love you, too.”

She smiles widely up at him.

Sam pecks her lips a few times with a smile.

Mei giggles happily.

He pulls back slightly as the waiter brings their check.

She thanks the waiter and goes to take out some money.

Sam shakes his head and chuckles as he takes out his wallet, “I got it.”

Mei smiles at him, “thank you.”

He squeezes her leg as he puts down his card.

She smiles and rubs his forearm.

Sam grins as he finishes paying and stands up.

Mei stands up and smiles, “My place or yours?”

He takes her hand and shrugs, “Yours is more comfortable.”

She smiles, “Mine it is.”

Sam squeezes her hand and leads her out of the restaurant.

Mei grins and swings their hands.

He chuckles and squeezes her hand, “Ice cream for the walk to your place?”

She grins and nods, “Perfect.”

Sam smiles and kisses the top of her head.

Mei grins, “what kind do you think you’ll get?”

He hums softly and shrugs, “Something with chocolate involved.”

She smiles, “Mmm.”

Sam chuckles and squeezes her, “What about you?”

Mei grins, “maybe cookies and cream.”

He smiles and nudges his hip against hers, “Perfect.”

She laughs, “Hey be careful! You’re a lot taller than me.”

Sam laughs and kisses her hair, “I’m sorry.”

Mei laughs and squeezes his hand.

He chuckles and leads her towards the ice cream shop.

She smiles and squeezes his hand as she goes in with him.

Sam leads her inside and hums as he looks over the choices.

Mei smiles and lets go of his hand to rub his back.

He hums and leans into her touch, “You gonna do a cup or cone?”

She grins, “Cone, obviously.”

Sam laughs and shrugs his shoulders, “Obviously!”

Mei giggles and squeezes his side.

He smiles and steps up to order, “You first.”

She grins and orders her ice cream in a cone.

Sam orders himself a brownie batter ice cream in a cup.

Mei smiles at him, “A cup!?”

He chuckles and shrugs one shoulder, “Oh with a cone on top, please.”

She giggles, “I was teasing you.”

Sam laughs as he pays for their ice cream.

Mei grins, “thank you, my love.”

He nods and kisses her forehead before handing her the cone.

She grins and takes hers and takes a lick.

Sam leads her towards the exit as he takes a bite of his ice cream.

Mei grins, “Want to try mine?”

He nods as he opens the door, “Definitely.

She smiles and leaves the ice cream parlor with him and holds her cone to his lips.

Sam leans down and licks the ice cream with a hum.

Mei grins at him.

He nods with a grin, “Delicious.”

She smiles, “I think so too.”

Sam holds up a scoop on his spoon for her.

Mei grins as she eats the bite.

He smiles and raises his brows, “How is it?”

She grins, “Yummy.”

Sam smiles as he takes his own scoop and hums happily.

Mei grins and eats her ice cream, walking close to him.

He chuckles and looks down at her with a smile.

She grins widely. “Guess what?”

He hums and raises his brows, “What?”

Mei smiles widely, “I love you.”

Sam grins widely and leans down to kiss the top of her head, “I love you.”

She giggles happily and takes a bite of her cone.

He chuckles and eats more of his ice cream.

Mei smiles as she eats, “What’s your favorite thing to eat in the whole world?”

Sam shrugs with a laugh, “Anything greasy. I love burgers and fries, I know it’s lame but it was one of the first things I had here.”

She grins, “you’re cute.”

He smiles shyly and shrugs his shoulders.

Mei grins and leans up to peck his cheek.

Sam smiles down at her, “What’s yours?”

She hums as she thinks, "Promise not to tell on me to my family?"

He raises his brows and nods his head, “Promise.”

Mei grins and whispers to him, "Mashed potatoes."

Sam laughs and nods in agreement, “I don’t blame you.”

She grins, "Honestly, all kinds of potatoes! Baked, roasted, scalloped, potato skins, potato pancakes, french fries, you can do so much with them!"

He grins and eats more of his ice cream, “Agreed. Have you cooked a lot?”

Mei laughs, "Potatoes?"

Sam smiles and shrugs, “In general.”

She smiles, "Definitely, but mostly traditional foods."

He raises his brows and smiles, “Do you like it?”

Mei grins, "I love it."

Sam smiles wider and nods, “Maybe you can teach me.”

She grins at him, "I'd love to."

He chuckles and finishes his ice cream, “Once I finally move out of a move, I’ll need to know.”

Mei grins, "Don't worry, I won't let you starve."

Sam drops his arm around her shoulders and grins, “Thank you, Mei.”

Mei giggles, “you’re welcome.”

He kisses the top of her head and laughs.

She smiles up at him. “Are you gonna get tired of cooking and eating traditional Chinese food?”

Sam shrugs and shakes his head, “I hope not.”

Mei laughs, “Me too:”

He chuckles and squeezes her, “Maybe I’ll branch out and learn other things.”

She grins, “and then you can cook for me!”

Sam wrinkles his nose and laughs, “That’ll be a while..”

Mei giggles. “okaaaayyyy.”

He chuckles and tosses his cup out in a trash can.

Mei smiles and holds her last bite up to his lips.

Sam leans down and takes the bite with a smile.

She giggles and leads him down the steps to the door to her room.

Sam smiles as he follows her down to her room.

Mei grins widely and brings him in.

He plops down on her couch and grins widely.

She smiles and moves to sit beside him.

Sam hums and wraps his arm around her.

Mei smiles and nuzzles into his side, sighing contently.

He kisses her forehead and smiles wider.

She grins and brings her arms around him.

Sam closes his eyes and sighs happily, “I love you.”

Mei smiles widely and kisses his neck, "I love you.."

He grins to himself and runs his fingers over her arm.

She smiles and kisses up to his cheek.

Sam turns his head to kiss her with a smile.

Mei grins as she kisses him back, holding him tighter.

He plays with her hair and smiles into the kiss.

She smiles widely against his lips.

Sam hums against her lips and grins.

Mei grins and pulls back, nudging his nose with hers.

He grins wider down at her and hugs her closer.

She smiles and hugs him tight.

Sam tickles his fingers up and down her arm with a grin.

Mei lays her head on his chest and grins to herself before she closes her eyes.

He smiles and kisses the top of her head.

She smiles and looks up at him, "You're turning a crappy day into a good one for me."

Sam looks down at her and smiles softly, “Good, that’s my job.”

Mei moves her hand to stroke his cheek, "I really love you."

He leans into her cheek and grins, “I love you, too.”

She grins and brushes her thumb over his cheek.

Sam turns his head to kiss her palm.

Mei grins widely, “Sweetheart..”

He grins wider and closes his eyes, “That’s cute.”

She grins, "You're being a sweetheart."

Sam nudges his nose against his with a smile, “Because I love you.”

Mei grins, "I love you.."

He smiles and pulls her legs over his lap.

She smiles and kisses his cheek.

Sam grins wider and hums softly, “What’s your favorite movie?”

Mei hums as she thinks, "Probably.. Mean Girls."

He chuckles and shakes his head, “I’ve never seen it.”

Her jaw drops and she sits up straight, "What?!"

Sam laughs and raises his hands innocently, “We didn’t have a lot of movies on the Isle.”

Mei grabs the remote and turns the tv on, "We're watching it right now."

He laughs and nods as he wraps his arm around her, “You need to culture me.”

She grins and pulls up the movie, "I'm on it."

Sam kisses her temple and laughs softly.

Mei hits play and smiles, "Do you want popcorn or water?"

He grins with a nod, “Sounds amazing.”

She smiles, "Let me go make some and get you a water bottle."

Sam smiles and stands up, “Can I help?”

Mei grins, "You can keep me company?"

He nods with a chuckle as he leads her into her kitchen area.

She giggles and takes out microwave popcorn and puts it into the microwave.

Sam leans against the counter and grins at her, “You’re such a chef, baby.”

Mei grins, "I know, I whipped out the fancy stuff for you."

He kisses her with a laugh, “You’re the best.”

She giggles, "I try."

Sam chuckles and goes into the fridge to get them both waters.

Mei smiles and takes out the popcorn, "Do you want butter?"

He nods with a grin, “Sounds delicious.”

She smiles and heats up some butter for them.

Sam leans against the counter again and smiles as he watches her.

Mei smiles widely and tosses the popcorn and butter around in a bowl.

He grins and takes the waters before heading to the couch.

She grins and grabs a couple of boxes of candy before following him to the sofa.

Sam grins over at her, “Our very own personal movie theater.”

Mei smiles and moves her legs onto his lap, “It’s nice.”

He rubs her legs and grins at her.

She smiles and holds a piece of popcorn to his lips.

Sam takes the piece with a laugh and hums happily.

Mei giggles and starts the movie.

He squeezes her leg before reaching into the bowl to have more popcorn.

She grins and watches the screen.

Sam kisses her temple as he watches.

Mei smiles to herself and she eats her popcorn.

He chuckles with the movie and eats more.

She smiles widely and opens a box of Candy part of the way through.

Sam peeks over and holds his hand out for the candy.

Mei grins and pours some into his hand.

He laughs and thanks her before starting to eat the candy and popcorn.

She smiles and eats popcorn and Candy at the same time:

Sam grins and nudges his shoulder against hers.

Mei grins at him, “Yes?”

He shakes his head and pecks her lips, “I love movie nights with you.”

She grins at him, “Me too, baby.”

Sam smiles and nudges his nose against hers.

Mei grins and pecks his lips.

He smiles and returns the peck as he squeezes her leg.

She smiles widely and leans her head on his shoulder as she watches the tv.

Sam grins and looks back at the movie as he continues to eat.

Mei smiles and laughs at funny parts as she watches.

He laughs with her and glances at her, “I see why you like it.”

She grins, “Thank you.”

Sam kisses her shoulder before looking back at the movie.

Mei smiles and sets the empty food down on the coffee table before snuggling into him.

He wraps his arms around her and lays back against the couch with her on top of him.

She grins widely and gently kisses his neck a few times.

Sam smiles and moves his hand to play with her hair.

Mei sighs happily as she relaxes into him.

He smiles and continues, “Your hair is so soft.”

She grins and at his touch, “thank you.”

Sam hums as he runs his fingers through her hair and watches the movie.

Mei grins and watches the movie as she cuddles him.

He smiles and kisses the top of her head.

She giggles happily.

Sam chuckles along to the movie.

Mei grins as she hears him, laughing wjth him.

He looks down at her with a smile, “I love you.”

She grins up at him, “I love you.. my sweetheart.”

Sam kisses her nose and smiles.

Mei wrinkles her nose and grins.

He kisses her a few times with a grin.

She grins and returns each kiss.

Sam chuckles and strokes the back of her head.

She relaxes into him and smiles to herself.

He slides his hand down to rub her back and smiles.

Mei grins, “Can you do this everyday?”

Sam smiles and looks down at her, “Of course. Whatever you want.”

She sighs happily. “Perfect.”

He chuckles and kisses her hair again.

Mei smiles, “This is the best feeling in the world.”

Sam grins and watches the movie, “I love it.”

She kisses his chest softly a few times.

Sam smiles at her kiss and scratches her back up and down.

Mei grins, “stay forever.”

He grins wider and nods his head, “I will if you’ll have me.”

She smiles widely, “do you mean it?”

Sam nods and scratches her back, “Of course.”

Mei grins, “Okay, cause I mean it. I want you here all the time.”

He smiles and kisses her hair again, “I feel the same way.”

She smiles widely, “I’ve never felt like this before.”

Sam shakes his head and grins, “Me neither.”

Mei grins up at him, “You make my heart so full.”

He moves his free hand to brush his thumb over her chin, “You mean that?”

She smiles at him lovingly, “one hundred and fifty precent.”

Sam grins as he kisses her gently, “I feel the same way.”

Mei grins and scoots up to kiss his lips lovingly.

He smiles and returns the kiss, stroking her cheek.

She slowly deepens the kiss and sighs happily.

Sam returns the deep kiss as he holds her closer.

Mei breaks the kiss after a moment, “Are you too full to have sex when the movie is over?”

He smirks softly and shakes his head, “Definitely not.”

She grins shyly, “Okay.”

Sam pecks her lower lip and grins.

Mei makes a small noise and shifts so her knees are on either side of his hips/

He slides his hands over her sides and grins.

She grins and leans her head into the crook of his neck.

Sam slides his hands over her back and grins.

Mei smiles as she watches the movie and smirks as she cuddles into him and purposefully presses her hips into his.

He makes a soft sound quietly and pushes the edge of her shirt up to rub her skin.

She grins and combs her fingers through his hair, grazing her nails over his scalp.

Sam smiles and leans his head back into her touch.

Mei grins widely and keeps scratching his scalp gently.

He closes his eyes and scratches her back.

When the credits roll she grins, “Did you like it?”

Sam looks up and nods with a smile, “It was great.”

Mei smiles widely, “Perfect.” She kisses him deeply.

He smirks and returns the deep kiss, pushing her shirt up her back.

She kisses him passionately and shifts so she’s kneeling over him.

Sam slides his hands over her bare sides as he kisses her harder.

Mei kisses him for a moment longer before pulling away to take her shirt off.

He grins up at her as he admires her bare body, “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

She blushes and moves her hands to take his shirt off.

Sam smirks and pulls his shirt off.

Her eyes move up and down his body, “you’re the sexy one..”

He slides his hands up and unhooks her bra with a grin.

She blushes harder and help him take off her bra.

Sam groans lowly and leans forward to kiss over her cleavage.

Mei whimpers and moves her fingers into his hair again.

He peppers kisses over her breasts and rubs her back

She moans his name softly and gently tugs on his hair.

Sam looks up at her and grins before kissing her jaw.

Mei makes a small noise, “I love you.”

He leans his forehead against hers as he squeezes her hips, “I love you, Mei.”

She grins and moves her hands to his cheeks before kissing him deeply.

Sam returns the deep kiss and slides his hands up her back.

Mei hums and kisses him passionately, rocking her hips into his.

He makes a soft sound and kisses her harder.

She whimpers and kisses him just as hard, slowly rolling her hips into his.

Sam breaks the kiss slightly and grins, “Can I carry you to your bed?”

Mei smiles widely and strokes his cheek, “yes, of course.”

He picks her up and walks her to the bed.

She grins and presses kisses to his neck.

Sam smiles as he lays her back on the bed and kisses her deeply.

Mei kisses him just as deeply and moves her hands up and down his back.

He presses his chest against hers as he pulls her legs up around his hips.

She whimpers and rolls her hips up into his.

Sam groans into the kiss as he rocks his hips to meet hers.

Mei groans and reaches down to undo his pants.

He breaks the kiss to pull off his pants with a grin.

She grins widely and pulls his boxers down too.

Sam starts to push down her bottoms and kisses over her neck.

Mei tilts her head to the side and hums happily, “Sammy..”

He grins and nips at her neck gently as he pushes her panties down.

She tilts her head to the side and whimpers.

Sam kisses up to her lips and moves his hands up to gently cup her breasts.

Mei moans into the kiss and arches her back.

He kisses her deeply as he brushes his thumbs over her peaks.

She whimpers loudly and slides her hands down to stroke his length.

Sam groans into the kiss and rocks his hips into her touch.

Mei makes a small noise against his lips as she hears him and she keeps moving her hand up and down his shaft.

He groans as he tugs on her lower lip and tweaks her nipples.

She moans and tilts her head back, “Sammy..”

Sam kisses down to her chest as he massages her breasts.

Mei whines softly and strokes him harder.

He groans as he moves his fingers to tap her clit and replaces his fingers with his mouth.

She gasps and whines loudly, "Sam.."

Sam looks up at her as rubs her teasingly slow.

Mei moans and strokes his length faster.

He groans as he rocks into her touch and circles her clit.

She whines and her hips writhe.

Sam flicks his tongue over her breast as he rubs her slowly.

Mei moans and strokes his length faster.

He groans as he slides his fingers down to her tease her center.

She whines and teases his tip with her thumb.

Sam jerks his hips into her touch and groans, “Mei..”

Mei whimpers, “Sammy..”

He sucks on the top of her breast as he teases her entrance.

She moans loudly, “Sam!”

Sam pushes one finger into her and looks up at her with a grin.

Mei whines and squeezes his length gently.

He groans as he kisses her cleavage and pumps his finger slowly.

She moans and pumps her fist just as slow.

Sam leans up and kisses her deeply as he curls his finger with each thrust.

Mei returns the kiss and moans loudly against his lips.

He kisses her harder as he twists his finger before pushing a second inside her.

She whines into the kiss and strokes him faster.

Sam whimpers against her lips and pumps his fingers harder.

Mei breaks the kiss and cries out.

He kisses her neck as he curls his fingers.

She moans loudly, “Sammy!“

Sam looks down at her face with a smile as he pumps his fingers slow but hard.

Her body tenses up as she moans his name and squeezes his length.

He groans and picks up the pace of his fingers, “You’re so wet..”

She cries out as she climaxes, tightening around his fingers.

Sam pumps his fingers a few more times as he watches her, “Damn..”

Mei whines and her hips writhe.

He slows his fingers to a stop and grins at her.

She whimpers and looks up at him, “Sammy..”

Sam kisses her gently and slides his hands over her waist, “How was that?”

Mei whines, “Amazing..”

He smirks and kisses along her jaw gently, “You’re so sexy, you know that?”

She blushes deeply and grins, “Sammy..”

Sam smiles and pulls back to nudge his nose against hers.

Mei grins shyly, "I love you.."

He leans his forehead against hers and grins wider, “I love you.”

She smiles and moves her hand to stroke him again.

Sam groans and closes his eyes, “Mei..”

She makes a small noise, "Yes?"

He rolls them over and pulls her on top of him, “I need you.”

Mei nods and straddles him, making a small noise, "I'm all yours.." She sets his tip at her entrance.

Sam groans as he grips her hips.

She slowly lowers herself onto him with a moan.

He bites his lower lip and rocks his hips up, “Damn..”

Mei whines loudly, "You're so big.."

Sam squeezes her thighs and groans, “You’re so tight..”

She moans and slowly lowers herself more, "Every time it feels like the first with you.."

He moans lowly and shakes his head, “Fuck..that’s it, Mei..give me more..”

Mei whines and slowly brings her hips completely down to take all of him, "Fuuuuuck.."

Sam groans deeply as he slides his hands up to grasp her breasts.

She moans and starts to rock her hips into his, “Sam..”

He watches her body as he groans and massages her breasts, “Mei..”

Mei whines and holds onto his forearms as she moves her hips slowly into his as her walls adjust to him, “Fuck..”

Sam moans lowly as he bends his knees and slowly moves his hips to meet hers.

She gasps and whimpers loudly, digging her nails into his arms.

He drops his hands to grip her hips as he groans her name.

Her hands move to his chest and she starts to move a little faster with a moan.

Sam moans louder as he moves his hips to meet hers.

Mei cries out and digs her nails into his chest.

He leans his head back and groans, “Mei..”

Mei whines and rocks her hips faster again, “Sorry.. it’s just so big..”

Sam squeezes her hips, “Don’t apologize..it’s so good..”

She moans and moves her hips up and down more, “I love you..”

Sam moves one hand to rub her clit as he groans, “I love you..”

Mei cries out and her walls tighten around him.

He groans her name louder as he circles her clit quickly, “I’m close..”

Her body freezes up and she cries out, “Can’t move..”

Sam grips her hips as he thrusts up quickly and groans her name.

Mei shouts his name as she climaxes and clenches around him, her hips shaking.

He moans deeply as she tightens around him and his hips thrust up a few more times before he releases with a loud groan.

She whines loudly and goes slack against him.

Sam wraps his arms around her and moans softly.

Mei whimpers and buries her face into his neck.

He draws over her back with his fingers and tries to catch his breath.

She pants softly and nudges his jaw with her nose.

He grins softly and holds her closer.

Mei grins and presses soft kisses to his jaw.

He tilts his head to the side and laughs breathlessly.

She smiles at him, “I’m sorry I’m not better at this yet.”

Sam widens his eyes and shakes his head, “Are you kidding? That was incredible.”

Mei blushes, “Sammy..”

He kisses her and rubs her back gently, “I love you and you are so beautiful and sexy.”

She smiles widely, “I love you and you are so handsome and sexy.”

Sam tucks a lock of hair behind her ear and grins, “Also if I had tried to move at first I would’ve come too fast, that’s how much you turn me on.”

Mei grins bigger, “I’m so tiny compared to you, in more ways than one.”

He chuckles softly and shrugs one shoulder as he blushes.

She smiles and kisses his pink cheek, “what’s this for?”

Sam shrugs and shakes his head, “Nothing.”

Mei smiles widely and whispers into his ear, “You like how I fit against you?..Around you?”

He bites his lower lip and nods his head, “I do.”

She smirks and nips at his ear, “How big my tits are compared to the rest of me?”

Sam makes a soft sound and pulls her closer to press their chest together, “They are my favorite part of your body. So big and soft.”

Mei whimpers, “Baby..”

He pulls back to move one hand to cup her breast, “I could sleep on them, they are perfect.”

She whimpers, “Sammy..”

Sam grins and leans down to kiss over her neck.

Mei smiles shyly and tilts her head to the side.

He rolls them over and kisses down to her breasts.

She gasps softly and tilts her head back.

Sam smiles as he flicks his tongue gently against one nipple.

Mei whimpers loudly and grips his back.

He looks up at her and swirls his tongue around her.

She moans and digs her nails into his skin.

Sam switches to the other breast and gives the same treatment.

Mei whines and tilts her head back.

He groans and sucks on her nipple.

She whimpers loudly, “fuck..”

Sam looks up at her and swirls his tongue around her nipple as he massages the other breast.

Mei whines and rolls her hips up into his.

Sam groans softly and switches to the other breast.

She moans louder and pushes her hips up into his again.

He reaches down and wraps her legs around his waist as he gently tugs on her nipple between his teeth.

Mei gasps loudly and whines, rolling her hips hard into his.

Sam grinds his hips against hers and nuzzles his face between her breasts, “I could stay here all day.”

She whimpers and looks down at him, "Sammy.."

He grins up at her as he moves his length to tease her clit.

Mei whines and her hips shift up against him, making her moan louder.

Sam groans and leans his head back, “Mei..”

She pushes her breasts together and grinds her hips into his.

He watches her and widens his eyes, “Damn..”

Mei blushes and whines, "Move your hips, Sammy.."

Sam grinds his hips into hers and whimpers.

She moans loudly and tightens her legs around him.

He reaches down to move his length through her slit, “Mei..”

Mei whines and tilts her head back, “Fuck..” she lifts her head to watch him.

Sam groans and pushes his tip just past her entrance.

She gasps and whines.

He whimpers and leans down to flick his tongue over her nipples as he pushes in farther.

Her jaw slacks as she moans loudly, “Fuuuck!”

Sam switches to the other breast as he thrusts in deeper with a groan.

Mei moans loudly and moves one hand into his hair, “Sam!”

He drops his head into her breasts as he groans, “So tight..”

Her breath hitches and she moans loudly, “Fuck..”

Sam slowly starts to pull back and groans as he thrusts back in, “Mei..fuck baby..”

Mei cries out and tugs hard on his hair.

He moans her name louder against her breast as he grips her thigh and thrusts again harder.

She moans and moves her hips to meet his, “I can’t believe.. you fit inside me..”

Sam hooks her leg around his hip as he groans deeply, “I fit perfectly..you’re so warm and tight..fuck.”

Mei moans louder, “Sammy..”

He moves his tongue over her skin as he thrusts slowly and deeply, “I love you..so much..”

She lets out a series of whines, “I love you.. so much.. feels so good..”

Sam sucks on her breast as he massages the other one and picks up the pace slightly.

Mei cries out and scratches her nails down his back, “Oh my god, Sam..”

He groans against her skin and thrusts deeper, “Holy shit..”

She shouts from pleasure and digs her nails down the span of his back.

Sam pulls back his hips before pushing back into her eagerly with a loud groan, “Mei!”

Mei nearly screams and she holds onto him tight.

He slides his hands to grip her hips as he picks up his pace and starts to thrust eagerly with a series of moans.

She lets out a string of shouts and her nails press harder into his skin as she feels herself getting close.

Sam moves his mouth back to her breasts as he groans and sucks on her skin and thrusts into her harder.

Mei tenses up and she moans loudly, “Sammy!”

He looks up at her as he flicks his tongue quickly and pumps in and out of her quickly with a deep groan, “Come for me..”

She screams his name as she climaxes hard, her walls squeezing tight around him as her body shakes.

Sam shouts her name against her breasts as he instantly climaxes with her and releases inside her.

Mei whines loudly and clings onto him tighter.

He moves his face into her neck as he nearly collapses on top of her.

She holds him against her and tries to catch her breath.

Sam rolls them onto their sides, still inside her as he tries to catch his breath, “Mei..”

Mei pants heavily and closes her eyes.

He holds her tightly and kisses her hair.

She whines, “Sammy..”

Sam pulls back and leans his forehead against hers, “Was that okay?”

Mei swallows thickly and nods her head, “God, yes..”

He rubs her thigh and kisses her nose, “Not too rough?”

She shakes her head, “Not too rough. You are very careful considering.”

Sam grins softly and nods his head, “It takes everything to not come instantly from being inside you.”

Mei blushes deeply, “Cause you’re so big.”

He smiles shyly and shakes his head, “Because I am so attracted to you.”

She grins shyly, “I loved everything you did.”

Sam kisses her gently and smiles against her lips.

Mei returns the kiss and grins, pressing her chest to his.

He kisses her happily and slides his hand down her back.

She smiles and slowly pulls back, “You were holding back on what you wanted to do to me for a while, huh?”

Sam chuckles and shakes his head, “All sex with you what I want to do.”

Mei grins, “Four words. Your mouth, my tits.”

He blushes and shrugs one shoulder.

She giggles and nudges his nose with hers, “You were holding back.”

Sam pecks his lips gently and chuckles, “Or just getting more confident.”

Mei smiles, "That too. I like the way you do it."

He nods and kisses her softly, “Thank you.”

She grins at him, "You're welcome. Do you ever look?"

Sam raises his brows at her, “What do you mean?”

Mei hums, "Do you ever look down to see what you do to me?"

He groans softly and nods his head, “Of course.”

She smirks, "So you can see how big you are inside of me."

Sam nods as he rubs her lower back, “Mei..”

Mei strokes his jaw and smirks, "How tight I am wrapped around you, because I'm never quite used to your size.."

He groans and closes his eyes, “You’re making me hard again.”

She smirks and teases, “Oh noooo, definitely don’t want my sexy boyfriend to get hard and have sex with me again.”

Sam laughs and kisses down her neck.

Mei grins widely, “I’m probably adjusted for your cock reaalll nice now..”

He brings her leg up higher as he slowly starts to thrust.

She whines and rolls her hips into his.

Sam groans deeply as he thrusts slowly, “Mei..”

Mei moans loudly, “Yes..”

He grips her thigh and leans his head into her shoulder with a moan.

She whines his name, “You feel so good..”

Sam thrusts into her harder and groans, “You feel even better..”

Mei whines and holds onto him tight.

He kisses her neck as he grunts with each thrust.

She moans and moves her hips to meet his.

Sam grips her thigh and groans her name as he picks up the pace.

Mei cries out and digs her nails into his back.

He thrust into her harder and groans her name as he moves his free hand to rub her clit.

She gasps and moans loudly, “Oh yes!”

Sam rubs her quickly and groans as he rocks his hips harder.

Mei shouts his name as her body tenses up and she quickly climaxes hard.

He groans her name and thrusts hard a few more times before he climaxes, leaning his head back.

She moans loudly and holds onto him tight.

Sam nuzzles into her neck as he whines softly.

Mei whimpers and kisses his neck.

He rubs her lower back and sighs happily, “Incredible..”

She grins, "Amazing.."

Sam smiles and lifts his head, “I love you.”

Mei smiles up at him adoringly, "I love you.."

He nudges his nose against hers and grins.

She grins shyly.

Sam strokes her cheek gently and kisses her nose.

Mei smiles at his touch and scrunches her nose.

He chuckles and hugs her closer.

She giggles and hugs him tight.

Sam kisses her hair and grins.

Mei grins widely, “Wow..”

He smiles and pecks her lips.

She smiles widely, “see, if you stay it can always be like this.”

Sam hums and raises his brows, “What do you mean?”

She smiles at him, “if you live here with me.”

He smiles and raises his brows, “With your parents?”

She laughed softly, “technically, but this is its own apartment.”

Sam hums softly and rubs her sides, “Can I think about it?”

Mei nods and smiles, “of course.”

He kisses her forehead and smiles.

She smiles, “but think about all the sex we could be having.“

Sam chuckles and nods his head, “Very good point.”

Mei grins, “No one can hear down here anyways.”

He nuzzles into her neck and smiles, “God, I hope not.”

She laughs loudly and holds him tight, “Yeah, cause I can’t be quiet with you.”

Sam kisses her jaw with a chuckle.

Mei tilts her head to the side and grins widely.

He nips at her skin before he pecks her lips.

She grins and kisses him softly.

Sam returns the kiss and strokes her hair.

Mei smiles widely against his lips.

He grins and slides his hand down to rub her back.

She slowly pulls back and smiles up at him.

Sam smiles widely and hums, “I’m gonna pull out now so I can lay on the back.”

Mei nods her head, “Okaaayy.”

He pecks her lips before he pulls out with a groan and rolls onto his back, holding his arms out for her.

She moves into his arms and smiles.

Sam grins and kisses her forehead.

Mei smiles widely, “I love your kisses.”

He kisses down to her nose and cheeks with a chuckle.

She grins widely and giggles.

Sam kisses her lips and grins.

Mei smiles widely as she returns the kiss.

He hums happily and runs his fingers through her hair.

She grins and rubs his back lovingly.

Sam smiles and kisses her softly before pulling back, “Love you.”

Mei smiles widely, “love you more.”

He grins and nudges his nose against hers.

She grins, “I’m just being cute, I know we love each other equal.”

He chuckles and nods his head, “I know, you’re always cute.”

Mei grins shyly and kisses him.

Sam returns the kiss and mumbles against them, “Love you more.”

She giggles into the kiss, “Love you more..”

Sam chuckles and rubs her back.

Mei grins widely and hugs him tight.

He wraps his arms around her tighter and buries his face into her neck.

She sighs happily and strokes his hair, “I feel so warm and cozy when you hold me.”

Sam grins and closes his eyes as he kisses her neck, “You’re so soft and just feel like home.”

Mei smiles and keeps playing with his hair, “I’m so happy you chose me.”

He shakes his head and pulls back, “I didn’t choose you, you chose me.”

She laughs, “Sammy.”

Sam kisses up her jaw and hums softly.

Mei shakes her head and smiles, "Why would you say that?"

He shrugs and smiles, “Because I couldn’t resist you.”

She grins shyly, "Really?"

Sam nods with a small grin.

Mei smiles and strokes his cheek lovingly, “you are the sweetest human.”

He leans into her touch and hugs her close.

She grins and kisses his neck a few times.

Sam laughs and tilts his head to the side, “I love your lips.”

Mei grins shyly and pulls back to look at him, “These ones?” She points to her lips.

He grins and taps her lips, “Those!”

She giggles and puckers her lips at him.

Sam pecks her lips a few times and happy sighs.

Mei grins and holds him tight.

He plays with her and hums, “I love everything about you.”

She grins, “Everything?”

Sam kisses her forehead and smiles, “Everything.”

Mei smiles and holds his face in her hands.

He grins and leans his forehead against hers.

She smiles and looks into his eyes lovingly.

Sam smiles widely and kisses her lovingly.

Mei grins and returns the kiss.

He kisses her back with a grin and rubs her back.

She smiles widely into the kiss.

Sam chuckles against her lips and plays with the ends of her hair.

Mei grins and slowly pulls back.

He grins widely and cuddles her close.

She smiles widely, “My Sammy..”

Sam grins and twirls her hair around his fingers, “My Mei.”

Mei grins, “Sorry my name is un-nickname-able.”

He chuckles and shakes his head, “I don’t mind.”

She laughs, “Good.”

Sam grins and kisses her forehead.

Mei smiles and slides her hand along his back.

He closes his eyes and nudges his nose against hers.

She smiles, “Tired?”

Sam chuckles with a shrug, “Being a detective took a lot out of me.”

Mei giggles, “I think you did mention that.”

He laughs softly and plays with her hair, “But I also feel a bit like…not a hero but one of the good guys because I caught him. It feels like I did something good.”

Her brows furrow. “You are a good guy..”

Sam smiles with a nod, “I know, I don’t mean like that. Like I had a good purpose.”

Mei smiles, "I think you don't give yourself enough credit on a regular day to day basis."

He smiles shyly with a shrug, “I don’t know..”

She gives him a look, "Sammy."

Sam chuckles and shrugs, “I mean, most days I just study, train or practice, hang out with you.”

Mei grins, "You trained me."

He smiles and squeezes her gently, “That was more Ben I’m sure.”

She laughs, "You helped some. But you reaallly helped make sure the team respected me."

Sam rubs her back and smiles with a nod, “I tried.”

Mei smiles, "Cause you're a good guy."

He nods with a smile, “I know, I just think it would be nice to have a cause.”

She smiles, “So what if you went into cyber security instead of just computer science?”

Sam raises his brows and smiles, “You think I could do that?”

Mei grins, “Absolutely!”

He grins softly and nods his head, “Maybe I’ll talk to the guidance counselor.”

She grins, “I think that’s a great idea.”

He smiles and squeezes her gently.

Mei smiles and squeezes him back.

Sam chuckles and runs his hand down her back.

She smiles, “you’re cute.”

He grins and shrugs one shoulder, “You’re cuter.”

Mei gives him a look.

Sam grins wider and nudges his nose against hers.

She smiles and strokes his cheek.

Sam leans into her touch and sighs.

Mei grins and nudges his nose with hers.

He slides his hands over her back and hums, “I love you.”

She smiles, "I love hearing that."

Sam grins softly, “I love saying it.”

Mei smiles and kisses his jaw, "You are so unbelievably sweet."

He tilts his head back and grins, “I try.”

She grins, "I think you're just made of candy."

Sam chuckles and shakes his head, “Please keep that thought between us.”

Mei laughs, "Why!?"

He laughs and squeezes her hips, “Because I’m only this sweet with you.”

She grins at him, "Well you're not mean to everyone else."

Sam shakes his head and laughs, “But they don’t need to know.”

Mei grins, "Fine, I won't tell anyone."

He smiles and nudges his nose against hers, “Thank you. I wanna keep it just for you.”

She smiles and pecks his lips, "I'm okay with that."

Sam returns the peck and chuckles softly.

Mei smiles at him and strokes his hair, "You're so special.."

He leans into her touch and grins softly, “You make me feel like I am.”

She grins, "You are. You're one of a kind."

Sam smiles shyly and shrugs.

Mei smiles and plays with his hair.

He leans into her touch and hums happily, “That feels nice.”

She grins, “Good..”

Sam grins and kisses her forehead.

Mei smiles and keeps playing with his hair.

He closes his eyes and leans into her touch.

She smiles and softly kisses his lips.

Sam returns the kiss with a happy sigh.

Mei grins against his lips and keeps stroking his hair.

He leans into her touch and smiles into the kiss.

She pulls back and giggles, whispering, “I love you..”

Sam chuckles and looks into her eyes, “I love you.”

Mei smiles and touches her nose to his.

He strokes her cheekbone and grins, “You’re beautiful.”

She blushes and smiles shyly, “Sammy..”

Sam grins and pecks her lips.

Mei grins and returns the peck.

He chuckles and pecks her lips a few more times.

She smiles and leans her head against his chest and closes her eyes.

He runs his fingers through her hair and smiles to himself.

Mei relaxes into him and sighs happily, "So warm and cozy.."

Sam smiles and kisses her hair, “Favorite place in the world.”

She grins widely, "I thought that would be your head on my chest, not the other way around."

He shrugs and chuckles, “Just being with you and cuddling.”

Mei smiles, "I was teaasssing."

Sam laughs and squeezes her hip, “I also love laying on your chest.”

She grins, “That I knew.”

He chuckles and strokes her hair.

Mei smiles, “Cause you do this.” She buries her face into chest.

Sam laughs and looks down at her.

She giggles into his chest.

He laughs loudly and plays with her hair, “Meeeiiii…”

Mei grins up at him, “Sorry.”

Sam chuckles and shakes his head, “You’re funny.”

She smiles at him, “thank you.”

He grins and kisses her hair.

Mei grins and hugs him tight.

Sam squeezes her and leans his head back.

She smiles widely, “Love you..”

Sam plays with her hair and sighs happily, “Love you, Mei.”

Mei grins and sighs happily.

He smiles and closes his eyes.

She closes her eyes and smiles.

Sam plays with her hair and smiles, “Tired?”

Mei nods and smiles, “Yeah..”

He nods and kisses her hair, “Let’s sleep, my love.”

She nods and smiles shyly, “Okay..”

Sam pulls the blankets tighter around them as he holds her close.

Mei stays cuddled into him and shuts her eyes.

He sighs happily and kisses the top of her head, “I love you.”

She smiles and speaks tiredly, "I love you.. sweet dreams.."

Sam nudges his nose against her hair with a sleepy smile.

Mei kisses his chest softly before starting to doze.

He sighs happily and drifts off to sleep.

#samei008