#and that he didn't have to lose iceburg too

[assiraphales]

ok not to talk more about franky but. he went to try and stop the sea train expecting to die. he knew his weapons would never stop the train, nor could his hands. because his hands helped build it. his, tom's, iceburg's. it was built to withstand sea kings. storms. attacks. of course he couldn't stop it. but he still tried. he still stood there in the face of their own creation that was bringing tom to his death. despite dreaming of being like tom, of building a wonderful ship that would reach the ends of the earth, he offered his life in retribution. the train broke him apart. it tore his muscles, it snapped his bones, it ripped his flesh. but he lived. and he chose to rebuild his body with metal and call himself battle franky 36. a weapon no one could control except him. something something the first thing he created after vowing not to build ships was himself. I wonder how he felt being taken away to ennies lobby in the same way tom was. if it was finally fate coming to collect. instead it was a new beginning and the "death" of his life in the shadows

#and that he didn't have to lose iceburg too #one piece #franky one piece #SORRY I"LL SHUT UP ABOUT HIM SOON #I also just love him bc he’s a little freak in a Hawaiian shirt and a speedo #thinking about Tom telling him that a creator must love anything he builds. and franky building himself back up with metal #and calling himself a battle franky

[nicorobinmywife]

forgive me? | Kaku x GN Reader.

Summary: your boyfriend Kaku broke your heart and he regrets it.

Warnings: mild violence (slap in the face).

you closed the newspaper in your hands and let out a sigh, the whole world was talking about the Enies Lobby incident, about how a pirate crew set fire to the entire judiciary island to rescue their crewmate.

you were still in denial, not wanting to believe your boyfriend was a government agent this whole time, and even worse, he was one of those involved in the attempts on Mayor Iceburg's life, Kaku lied to you.

that sweet, gentle and kind galley-la company shipwright you fell in love with was actually a cold, unfeeling servant of the world government, you even wonder if he was lying about loving you too, maybe he just used you as a tool in his stupid mission with CP9.

the fact that Kaku left without even giving you a "Goodbye" makes you sure that he never really loved you.

a few months passed and Kaku never showed up again, the last thing you heard about him was that Spandam blamed CP9 for the Enies Lobby incident and now not only Kaku but the rest of CP9 are now considered wanted criminals by the government, and honestly as much as you are mad and disappointed in Kaku, you didn't want him to die.

sometimes you look at your apartment and realize how empty it is without him, how much you miss hearing his voice, his laugh, his gentle touch, his sweet words...but at the end of the day, it was all just a big lie.

on a certain quiet night, you were sleeping, the sound of the window opening woke you up.

"I'm surprised you had the nerve to show up here." your tone of voice was as cold as your expression when you saw Kaku entering through the window.

you were fighting the urge to throw yourself into his arms, shower him with kisses and tell him how much you missed him.

"love...I've missed you so much...I wish I could be completely honest with you, I didn't want it to be like this... but I couldn't lose my job, I had to complete the mission..." Kaku had a look of regret in his eyes.

Kaku always wanted to tell you the truth but he was afraid of how you would react, not to mention that Lucci might get mad, or even worse, hurt you for knowing too much.

"do you realize how dangerous it is for you to be here in Water Seven again? Iceburg banished you from this town..." you wanted to slap yourself for worrying about Kaku even though he broke your heart.

"I couldn't go another day without seeing you, I had to come back here and talk to you, you deserve an explanation..." Kaku approaches you and tries to touch your face, but is caught off guard when you slap him.

"don'put your hands on me again..." Kaku felt his heart break at your words and seeing you take a step back, moving away from him.

Kaku takes a deep breath, his eyes closed, hoping to get the courage to say a word that has been on his mind for so many years.

"Y/N... I love you... I've always loved you, I've always regret lying to you, I've never stopped loving you, i know i lied about many things but it was to protect you, my love for you is the most sincere thing about me, I know that nothing I can say would make up for it, and I've regretted it every single day since I left... but I had to choose between my life's goal and love, and I chose wrong. I just hope you can forgive me..."

your eyes filled with tears and your fists clenched, but you didn't want to cry in front of Kaku, you didn't want him to see you like this.

"I'm sorry Kaku, but don't think I'm going to forgive you easily, I don't care if you work capturing pirates or whatever, what really hurts me is not knowing if you're being honest with me or not, it's like a whole different person is here in front of me."

Kaku lowered his gaze, taking a deep breath and understanding how you feel about this situation, all he wanted was another chance to prove that his love for you is real and not a big lie.

"if you want my trust back, you're going to have to work hard for it, REALLY hard, you understand? don't waste this second chance."

Kaku widens his eyes hearing your words, even after all he's done, you're willing to try again, he wonders what he did to deserve someone as good as you.

"I promise I won't waste this second chance, I will prove that I love you everyday and show that I deserve your trust, I'm sorry for breaking your heart, i love you." Kaku says with a smile on his face and taking something out of his pocket and putting it in his hands.

you smiled slightly seeing the little stuffed giraffe he placed in your hands, your favorite animal, Kaku left again but he promised to come back, he really is willing to work hard to get your heart and trust back.

you lie in bed cuddling the stuffed giraffe with a slight smile on your face, sighing and wishing from the bottom of your heart that Kaku can make you love and trust him again.

#one piece #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine #one piece x reader #one piece x male reader #one piece x y/n #luffy x reader #sanji x reader #sanji headcanons #one piece zoro #zoro x male reader #zoro x reader #law x reader #kaku x reader #one piece kaku #kaku #luffy #zoro #law #sanji #one piece scenario #one piece imagines #luffy headcanons

[zaimta]

彡TRANSCENDING LOVE

a/n- as y'all know i am in love this man like i would give it all up for franky, he's in his late teens early 20's in this bc he "dies" when he 26 apparently i had to google that one ngl the timeline probably off bc i haven't watch the entirety of water 7 in like 3 years

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the two of you were inseparable, if anyone saw one of you on your own the townsfolk knew that the other wasn’t far behind. the two of you weren’t always like this though, he had an obvious crush on you for months. he would talk about you to whoever was willing to listen he swore you were the person he was going to marry.

he loved everything about you, from your brain all the way down to your personality he couldn’t get enough of you, just the mere thought of you drove him crazy. he often talked about you to tom and he was always met with the same response

“so what are you going to do about it? are you going to show some gusto and let them know how you feel or not?”

the same mini lecture would always get to him, he wanted nothing more than to make you his and to be yours. he wanted to be the one to hold your hand and cheer you up when you’re sad- he slapped his cheeks and groaned “dammit this ain’t like me…what am i supposed to do.” he spoke aloud to himself not expecting an audience “what’s going on franky?” he jumped at the sound of your voice, his face was flushed red "y/n what are you doing here?"

you giggled at his anticks "it's a beach franky, literally anyone could be here. plus we come here all the time." he scratched his head and looked away from you embarrassed "right yeah...so um y/n" he remembered tom's words, he took a deep breath and sighed, running away wasn't like him he couldn't cower away from you anymore, he turned around to face you and suddenly shouted "y/n! i like you alright! please be my s/o!"

your jaw dropped at his confession, even though his crush on you was clearly obvious you were the only person who didn't realize, you felt your face warming up "franky?"

he didn't think it was possible but his face got redder at this point he knew he was in way too deep there was no backing out now but he was also weak for you, getting embarrassed wasn't his thing but you had that effect on him "i uh" he clears his throat "i've liked you for a while now y/n, tom said i should have 'gusto' and admit my feelings so that's what i did!"

you snickered then clutched your sides laughing smiling wide at him, you tackled him into a hug causing him to lose his balance and fall, he cautiously wrapped his arms around you, and your faces were mere inches apart "of course i'll be your s/o franky." he smiled at you "it's just me and you doll."

that moment of bliss would soon become nothing more than a reminiscent memory.

iceburg tried his best to hold you back despite your screams and cries demanding that he lets you go, the more you screamed the tighter he held you "you idiot i can't let you go with him it's a death wish!" you couldn't see him but he as restrained you there were tears in his eyes also, he didn't know where was franky was going but he did know that he made a promise to him protecting you. unbeknownst to him it was the last promise he would make to his friend, and to conclude the disastrous day the sounds of your heart-wrenching screams as the sea train collided with your lover.

eight years have passed since that day, you were able to move on you were dating here and there but you couldn't find anything that lasted. it was crazy to think how much of an impact he left on you, he was the love of your life and you would give anything to see him again.

suddenly a man with blue hair walked into your workshop, you rose a brow "can i help you mr...?" his monotone face quickly turned into one filled with shock, his eyes looked you up and down taking you in. he looked at you as if he knew you, it was strange "y/n?" you looked at him confused and took a step back "do i know you?" the fact that he knew your name shouldn't have been shocking for you, you were a well-known engineer in water 7 so it figures he would have known who you were but you still couldn't shake the strange feeling in the back of your head.

"it's me franky." your eyes went wide and you backed up hitting a work table and knocking some of the tools off of it "no you're not franky is dead. he died eight years ago, if this is some sick trick of yours it's not funny leave my fucking shop." the stranger walked closer attempting to plead with you, as soon as he took a step forward you threw a wrench at him, he dodged it with a slight tilt of his head and sighed "what do i have to do to get you to remember me or at least believe me?!" he shouted, pain evident in his eyes "maybe getting the hell out of my shop" you wind up your arm to throw another tool.

"doll."

you dropped the tool you were holding and it made a loud clattering noise once it hit the floor "what...what did you say?" your voice was barely above a whisper as tears brimmed in your eyes. 'doll' was what he used to call you, he only used the nickname in private it was only between the two of you.

"that's what i used to call you right?" he took a cautious step towards you "the first time i called you that was when i asked you out and you accepted, you tackled me into a hug and we crashed onto the floor." tears flowed down your cheeks as he spoke "i hugged you tightly and i never wanted to let go" he took a few more steps and he was standing in front of you "i told you 'it's just you and me doll.'"

"who told you that..." you whispered softly

he gently pulled you into his arms and to his surprise, you didn't fight back "nobody told me, it's me doll. i don't know what you want me to say for you to believe me. do you want me to tell you your favorite color? or the time i fought iceberg over you even though he didn't have a crush on you" he chuckled at the memory.

"you fought him because he helped he out with my invention...our hands brushed when he handed me a tool and he smiled at me then you came over running and kicked him with a running start." you dryly chuckled "i missed you so much franky." you wrapped your arms around him and squeezed him tightly, as you hugged him you felt metal you pulled back and gasped "i had to rebuild my body to survive" he knocked on his stomach with his finger the sound feedback was hollow and sounded like metal "if i wanted to see you again i couldn't just sit there and die." he cupped your cheek in his hand, you nuzzled into his hand with a soft smile.

"words can't descrive how much i missed you franky."

"i'm not goin anywhere doll, i promise."

#one piece x reader #franky x reader #cyborg franky x reader #one piece x you #one piece x y/n #franky x you #franky x y/n #cyborg franky x you #cyborg franky x y/n #cyborg franky fluff #franky fluff #one piece fluff

[little-spoiled-brat]

Hi can I get an Erwin x reader if you’re still writing for Erwin? Where everyone knows that Erwin has dedicated his whole heart to the survey corps so everyone is extremely surprised when a beautiful short girl comes to Hq one day to see Erwin and everyone had to find out who she is and to their surprise, his gf!

pairing: erwin x reader

cw: y/n and erwin having a private relationship, fluff, a lot of banter between the superiors here and there

author's note: ahhh! i missed writing for erwin and this request was too cute that i had to write it <33

- mystery girl -

erwin smith was one hell of a secretive person. you can never tell what plans he had in mind or what was the next trick he had up in his sleeves.

there was only three people in the entire regiment that knew of his background, that knew about his history before he devoted his entire life to the survey corps - captain levi, section commander hange, and section commander miche.

but even those three, despite being the closest to him, didn't knew everything about him. the things they knew was just the tip of the iceburg.

"are you going to be working late tonight?" you asked erwin as you fixed his bolo tie whilst he finished doing his hair. he hummed and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

"paperworks but i'll try to get home as early as i can. i don't want to miss dinner and your cooking" erwin said, leaning down as he tilted your head to meet his lips. you smiled into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"sweet, eyebrows. very sweet" you teased as erwin chuckled and kissed you once more. you grabbed his jacket, helping him put it on as he thanked you.

"i should get going or i might not get back home in time for dinner" erwin said as you nodded, letting him grab his things and put on his boots before heading for the door.

"be safe. i love you" you said as erwin smiled at you, nodding and kissing you on the forehead before leaving your shared house. "i love you too, y/n. take care"

you watched your boyfriend leave on his horse before turning around and getting started on your chores for the day. you looked at the little list of things to do you had to see that you only had to buy a few things in town and clean around for a bit.

you hummed, grabbing a broom and a dustpan and got started on cleaning. you were sweeping around the kitchen, humming a song when you noticed a box on the counter.

your eyes widened as your instincts kicked in when you realized what it was. erwin's lunch. he must've forgot to grab it before he left. although erwin was not one to get hangry, he might lose it a bit when he realizes that he accidentally left his lunch with your cooking in it.

quickly finishing up your cleaning, you got ready to go to town and drop off his lunch on your way. within a few minutes, you had his lunch safely tucked away in the saddle bag on your horse and you were on your way to town.

it was a few minutes ride but you reached the busy streets of trost district, you tied your horse to one of the post near the gates to let him get some rest and some water before heading back home later.

you walked by foot, holding the lunch box closet to you as you navigated your way through the crowded streets. you caught a glimpse of the survey corps headquarters and walked through the open gates.

some cadets looked at you, probably questioning who was the girl that randomly let herself in their headquarters but brushed it off. you walked inside the building and decided to ask around since you forgot where erwin's office was.

"uh excuse me? where is erwin's office?" you asked a brown haired woman with glasses as she halted and looked at you. she hummed and raised her eyebrows at you as you realized and chuckled.

"oh! i'm erwin's girlfriend, he forgot his lunch and i'm just dropping it off" you said with a soft smile as her eyes lit up in both shock and amusement.

"erwin has a girlfriend? oh uh his office is on the second floor, the second door to the left" she said with a cheery smile, whispering the first part to herself but you pretended not to hear. you knew that erwin kept that part of his life private so you were not surprised when no one knew about you or your relationship.

"thank you!" you said with a grateful nod, walking to the second floor and heading down the long corridor until you reached a room with double doors.

you knocked softly, just in case he had someone in there to make sure you weren't interrupting something important.

"name and business?" erwin's calm voice asked from the other side of the closed door.

"it's y/n. you forgot your lunch so i'm just dropping it off" you said as you were granted permission to enter. you walked inside his office to see that he was actually in the middle of what looked like a strategy meeting.

"hello sweetheart" erwin greeted with a smile, excusing himself before standing up from his seat and crossing the room to reach you. the two men - one with a short stature and black hair and one was tall with blonde hair looked at erwin with surprised expressions.

"i brought your lunch. you forgot it on the kitchen counter and i was heading to town today anyway so i figured that i'd drop it off" you said with a smile as you handed the lunch box over, erwin smiled gratefully and kissed you on the forehead.

"thank you, y/n. i thought i brought it with me before i left but guess i didn't" erwin said with a chuckle as you giggled. you were about to open your mouth to speak when the same woman you asked for help earlier came bursting through the door.

"erwin! why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend?!" she yelled, bouncing on the balls of her feet excitedly as you looked at her and smiled. you waved at her as she waved back and marched over to your boyfriend, pointing her finger at him.

"why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend?!" she repeated as erwin chuckled, putting his hands on her shoulders.

"calm down, hange. you never asked if i had one or not and you know i keep that part of my life private" erwin said as he put the lunch on top of his desk.

"well, now that she's here and the three of you are also here. i might as well introduce her" erwin said, returning to your side as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

"y/n this is hange, section commander of the survey corps. that is levi, captain of the survey corps, and that is miche, also a section commander of the survey corps. hange, levi, and miche, this is y/n, my girlfriend" erwin said, pointing to each person in the room as you waved at them and smiled.

"tch. you should've told us about her sooner. we would've stopped trying to find you a girlfriend" levi muttered, crossing his arms as miche and hange nodded in agreement.

"sorry-" erwin started as he rubbed the back of his head but he was cut off by hange.

"wait! you were also trying to find him a girlfriend, levi?" hange asked, narrowing her eyes at the raven captain as he clicked his tongue.

miche exhaled through his nose in agreement as the two section commanders started nagging the poor captain, asking him question after question. you laughed at the three superiors as erwin shook his head, turning to you.

"you better get going before you get interrogated by them as well and you end up not getting anything done" erwin said, kissing you on the nose as you giggled and nodded. the two of you quietly left the office, leaving the three higher ups bickering in the room.

erwin walked you to the gates of the headquarters, some cadets asking who you were as he proudly and happily replied with "y/n, my girlfriend" every time.

you reached the front gates as erwin placed one more kiss on your lips.

"let me know if you need anything, you know where to find me" erwin whispered, pecking you lips as you nodded at him. you gave him a hug as he squeezed you before letting you go.

"i will. see you later, erwin" you said with a smile, waving at him as you walked out the gates. he watched you as you crossed the road, making your way through town as the smile on his face never left even after you were no longer in his sights.

later on that day, just like he promised, erwin came back home early and just in time for dinner.

taglist: @levi-supreme @galactict3a @notgoodforlife @jooonpapi @imkumichan @lamees004 @ackermendick

#erwin x y/n #erwin fluff #erwin x reader #aot x y/n #attack on titan #aot #aot x reader #aot fluff #shingeki no kyojin #snk #snk x reader #snk x y/n #snk fluff

[kilannad]

As the Stars Burn On Chapter 34

Masterlist. Ao3.

The Queen of Stars

Paulie bit down on his cigar, annoyed at everything in general but mostly this meeting. He'd been mayor for less than a week and he already hated every bit of it. He had no time for gambling, his secretary was a pretty redhead that wore too short skirts no matter what he said, and then there was this. Galley-La and everything that went with it.

"They killed Iceburg!" Tilestone roared, the table shaking under his fist. "If we keep working with them-!"

"We can't break off from the World Government!" Tutu shouted back. "If we succeed, they'll blow us to bits!"

The rest of the room--made up of the foreman from all the other docks--started joining in until the only thing Paulie could make out was the general white noise of loud voices. He felt his eyelid twitch. His new secretary slid a cup of tea next to him. Somewhere in the room, someone broke something made of glass. Paulie's restraint broke.

"Enough!" The whole room quieted down in an instant, all eyes turning to him. He hadn't gotten used to that, either. Iceburg had always been the one who made people listen, not Paulie. "Everyone shut up and sit down." They obeyed, most looking like petulant children. "The decision has already been made. We aren't breaking from the World-"

"Ha!"

"Shut it Tutu! We aren't breaking yet. We don't have the protections necessary to protect our people if they decide to put us under siege."

"So what is the plan?"

"This." Paulie pulled out the stack of papers he'd found on Iceburg's desk, letting them flutter to the middle of the table. It didn't take long for everyone to lean forward, most pulling back as soon as they realized what they were looking at.

"Paulie this is..."

"Iceburg's last will." What minor noise there was died. The island was still reeling from losing Iceburg and any discussion of him felt like another dirge. "It's going to take years, but eventually we will do it."

"But how?!" Tilestone demanded. "Forget finishing the blueprints, the resources alone would be impossible to get."

Paulie blew out a stream of smoke, waving his secretary forward. "Everyone, meet Koala. She's the answer to most of your questions."

"Nice to meet all of you," Koala, right hand of the Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army, grinned. "Now, who wants some help in telling the Government to fuck off?"

Slowly, one by one, all the foremen raised their hands.

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"Hey, Boss! Looks like your brat did it again!"

"Eh?!" Shanks struggled up from his sprawled position across the deck, head pounding and sending his vision spinning. His hangover made itself known loudly and insistently, making it tripply hard to focus on the papers Lucky Roo was waving in his face.

"Stop torturing the man and just read it," Benn ordered, blowing out a breath, smoke lazily swirling up."

"Forget the boss," Yasopp called from the crowsnest. "I want to hear."

"Oh, you definitely want to hear," Roo laughed. "The Straw Hats invaded Enies Lobby."

"No fucking way!" Rockestar blurted. "The rookie crew?"

"That ain't any normal crew," Bonk pointed out. "Straw Hat is Boss's protogee."

"Enies Lobby?" Shanks mumbled, confused for a second. Then it clicked. "Enies Lobby?! Damnit Anchor, the hell you playing at?"

Yasopp laughed. "I don't think he's playing anymore, Boss."

"What are you laughing at, Yasopp?" Roo taunted. He held up one bounty from the pile in his hand. "Your boy is a wanted man now."

"What?!" Yasopp went falling out of the crowsnest, landing in a tumble of limbs. "Let me see!" He ripped the paper away, staring at the picture of his little boy, now all grown up, standing on top of a tower. He had a cap on and goggles, a full body sized slingshot held in his hands as he aimed at something. "Sniper King," he breathed. "My boy is a pirate."

Shanks burst out laughing, launching himself to his feet. "Well you know what this means. Men, get the booze! Time to celebrate."

"Weren't you just hungover," Benn complained, but he knew it was for nothing. If the boss wanted to celebrate, then they'd celebrate.

The next generation was growing up. And they were coming for the old era.

☉

Kaku stumbled to the tree, sliding down at its trunk. Kalifa, panting, didn't even bother going that far. In the wake of Enies Lobby, Blueno had pulled CP9 out of the rubble and into his Devil Fruit, saving their lives. It meant nothing though, when they were soon being hunted. By the first island they found, they had CP0 on their asses, to say nothing of the various other factions that wanted them dead. Kaku and Kalifa had gotten split from the rest of the group, forced to hop from island to island with no backup and slowly closing in enemies on all sides.

"Well," he said, trying to sound upbeat. "It could be worse. We could still be taking orders from Spandam."

"At least Nico killed him before she took off," Kalifa acknowledged. She grunted, hands shaking as she leveraged herself up. They hadn't been able to get any serious medical attention yet, and the skin around her shoulder was still badly charred from her fight with the Stormbringer. They were lucky they had enough training to have saved the arm in the first place.

They needed to move. Last they saw, they had one bastard in white tracking their every movement, closing in slowly, driving them to exhaustion. It was a classic tactic, and one Kaku knew would get them in the end. Worse was the unknown; he'd spotted at least three other forms in the trees, following along. Whether they were CP0 or some other faction didn't matter; Kaku and Kalifa couldn't kill a rookie pirate, much less any trained specialists as they were right now. 

The leaves rustled, and Kaku knew their time had run out. Probably for the best, he decided; what was the point of a weapon without anyone to wield it?

He barely caught sight of the flash of white, eyes going to Kalifa instead of his executioner. He wished he had enough strength to buy her time, if nothing else. She'd saved his life so many times, he should be able to repay her at least once.

As it turned out, Kaku didn't need to.

Blue collided with white, two bodies freezing each other mere inches from Kaku's still form. One of them was clearly CP0, with the white cloak and mask that entailed. The other wore a blue suit, with white cravat, black coated pipe held in an easy block. Kaku recognized him from his outfit from his bounty poster, his face never having been captured on film before.

"Please don't," 'Bloody Gentleman' Sabo, Chief of Staff for the Revolutionary Army, asked politely. "That's my new informant you're about to kill."

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Lucy stretched out on a lawn chair, taking in the bright sun. Gajeel pressed a kiss against her lips as he passed on his way to help Usopp and Franky with whatever their newest experiment was. Laxus was answering a series of questions from Chopper about which pills had worked best and why; Nami and Robin were laughing over drinks that Sanji served, Lily and Zoro sparring with Luffy cheering them on. The whole crew, once again together. They'd partied, of course, after leaving Water 7. They had a new ship and crewmate to celebrate, and who would they be to deny themselves the reward?

They'd spent three days sailing already, Nami leading them on towards the next stop guided by the logpose. Robin had met Hóu, her gentle smile never budging as she'd entertained his babbling about how much he'd enjoyed being carried by her, marking down each Ponin rune as he proudly showed them to her. Robin had started puzzling out what connections she could make with the three Keys they had access to in the evenings, settling into the library with her notebook and a cup of coffee. Lucy left her to it, knowing as she did now how sacred Robin held her duty as the last Oharan.

For herself, she'd gotten used to sharing a room with Laxus and Gajeel. After a conversation with Chopper--in which she'd done far more blushing and stuttering than the rather clinical reindeer when it came to matters of sex--she'd gotten the all clear for birth-control. Mostly, the three of them had started bickering over clothes space, generally because Gajeel tended to throw his things around and it drove Lucy nuts, to say nothing of how Laxus shoved things in drawers and in the closet with no sense of organization. Slowly but surely, they were figuring out compromises and she had been glad, if a little embarrassed, to get the explanation for how dragon hoard dynamics worked. Though Gajeel still had yet to explain why he or Laxus breaking her skin would be such an issue--she couldn't tell if it was a dragon thing, or a hurting her thing. Either way, she opted not to push. Yet.

Wheeling through the air, she caught sight of a Newscoo, significantly later than they usually came. They must be heading towards one of those stretches of sea that the delivery service struggled to reach. Paying the beries, she tugged out the paper, sending a pile of bounty posters flying. Examining them, it didn't take her long to figure out the cause.

It seemed as if the Straw Hats storming Enies Lobby had hurt a few egos, because every single one of the up-and-coming pirate captains from their era had gone wild, earning huge bumps to their bounties. As of now, excluding the five supernovas the Straw Hats boasted (did she even count?), there were nine others, making a record breaking fourteen. While Eustass 'Captain' Kid and 'Surgeon of Death' Trafalgar Law had both broken the hundred million mark some time ago, as well as 'Magician' Basil Hawkins, they were now joined by 'Big Eater' Jewelry Bonney, Capone 'Gang' Bege, 'Red Flag' X Drake, 'Mad Monk' Urouge, and 'Roar of the Sea' Apoo. The Kid Pirates were the only ones with a second supernova; 'Massacre Man' Killer, their first mate, had just barely hit the mark. Lucy could only imagine the headaches they were all causing for the marines. One or two supernovas was fairly standard; fourteen must feel like war drums to the upper echelons.

She scanned the articles describing their exploits, making notes on the various powers mentioned. She paused when something unrelated caught her eye; sixteen ships had disappeared from the Florian Triangle that year, none of which had been recovered. Pursing her lips, Lucy did the mental geography--she wasn't Nami, but the likelihood of them hitting that stretch of sea on their current route was higher than she'd like. For all that they were strong, she'd really prefer to avoid cursed seas. A pity that if Luffy heard about it, he'd likely demand they sail straight in for some crazy reason, likely trying to get a skeleton as a crewmate.

A problem for another time, she decided as one of her Keys glowed softly. Shé had been spending more time out, trying to sort through the various information they'd stolen from Enies, to say nothing of the fact that Gemini had copied Spandam and they had that mess of a brain to go through. Besides, after his first day, Franky had handed over the best birthday present she had ever gotten; numbers to the den den mushi version of the blackmarket.

While in Earthland there were a few hot spots for underworld dealings, in Terra things were conducted differently. Namely, the lack of centralized power meant the various dealers and brokers operated over den den, hidden behind a series of codes and unknown numbers. While there were the five emperors of the underworld, they had so many smaller players underneath them that you couldn't really touch them and only after listening for a few days did Lucy have even clues to who they were. Franky only had a few numbers and codes, the entry level stuff he'd used in his days on Water 7 but that was all she needed. Shé's ability to hack into den den numbers involved riding on the telepathic signals they sent, which meant he could hop from one to another, so long as they were connected at the same moment he was. Using Archive magic, it wasn't hard from there to run a series of tests and crack the codes, essentially giving Lucy full access. Well, access to the general things. The really private communications, the stuff that went deep, was still out of her reach. Unless someone called a line they already had which connected to someone higher up, they were locked in at their current level; it was still far more than she'd had before though.

Of all the things she'd been picking apart with Shé's help, one was most interesting. The slaving crews were disgusting and the weapon dealing awful, to say nothing of the mercenary groups that were worse than some dark guilds back home--those were generally what she expected, even if they were the scum of humanity. What she found interesting was the chatter about the Yonko.

They were a constant topic, from Kaido's newest warmongering campaign to Big Mom's latest tea party and arranged wedding. What really caught her though was the word on Whitebeard. For a man that, she had heard at large, was single-handedly responsible for setting the gold standard of piracy since Roger, there was a shocking amount of shit talking going on. As Ace had told Luffy, Marshall D. Teach had betrayed Whitebeard and killed Fourth Division Commander Thatch, marking the first historic betrayal on one of the largest crews on the oceans. In the aftermath, it was initially assumed that Ace had been sent as vengeance, but 'whisper on the waves' as she learned was used, was that he actually mutinied and defied orders to head out. It was a hard black mark against Whitebeard, to know one of his commanders mutinied in order to avenge another. For someone who claimed to love his 'sons' so much, he seemed not to be interested in defending them.

There was a heavy push among various underworld players, saying that this was the time to go after him. Someone named Kozuki Oden was brought up several times, though Lucy couldn't quite figure out the context besides knowing he'd once been involved with Whitebeard to some extent. The short of it was this though; Whitebeard was unwilling to defend his children, likely because of his growing illness, making his territories free real estate. Lucy didn't know if that was true, of course, but she could tell by the way people were talking that his refusal to act was going to mean bad things for a lot of people.

Shé, displaying a new, morbid side, was near obsessed with seeing how it played out. Something about the power struggle and politics of it all--if that word could be applied to pirates and criminals--seemed to fascinate him. Lucy didn't mind summoning him daily to let him puzzle over it; it helped the crew, and made him happy, so who was she to stop it?

☉

Capone 'Gang' Bege considered the image in front of him. While he hadn't known her name, the tall, dark haired woman with stunning blue eyes was familiar enough to him. He'd once traded safe passage from deep in the West Blue all the way out to Reverse Mountain for her help in assassinating an enemy. A professional woman, even at sixteen, she'd finished the job in stellar time. He'd forgotten the fake name she'd used back then, though she had always stood out in his mind as the one who got away. He'd often regretted not recruiting her, though it seemed now he'd dodged a bullet.

The Straw Hats were truly bat shit crazy to storm Enies Lobby. He didn't know why they thought Nico Robin was worth it--for all her talents, he would've handed her over himself if it'd come down to it.

☉

Urouge grinned through the blood dripping down his face, spitting a wad to the ground below him. His crew was scattered around, and while he prayed for their salvation, he didn't expect it. Above him, the legend before him threw back his head.

"Shihahahaha! What a stubborn soul you are. Why don't you join me boy?"

"I have my own goals I aspire to," Urouge told him peacefully, struggling back up. "Or else I might. I admire your strength."

"Oh? Let me tell you something; there is nothing more precious to me than my crew, so for everyone who joins, I grant one wish. Anything at all, and I'll make it happen."

"Is that so?" Briefly, Urouge considered the sins of temptation, but in the end he'd already chosen his path weeks ago, when a certain man from his homeland had fallen from the sky. Once, he'd set out from home for revenge against the one who had wronged him so thoroughly--with that now taken, his target had changed. "If that is the case...I want Monkey D. Luffy."

"The brat from the East Blue? I'll be more than glad to deliver. Shihahahaha!"

☉

Trafalgar (D. Water) Law settled in his office, coffee at his elbow and papers spread in front of him. Bepo was on watch, the cold press of the ocean all around the Polar Tang. Sometimes it was hard to mark where day ended and night began when they traveled beneath the waves for too long, but his crew had settled into it well. He didn't bother trying to sleep though--not alone. The memories always haunted him then.

The paper crinkled under his fingers, the grinning face looking dumber and more naive every time he saw it. He couldn't imagine how someone like that could have a higher bounty than him. Well, actually, it made a roundabout sort of sense. Only someone completely moronic would storm Enies and live to tell.

Despite himself, Law couldn't help but contemplate the words Cora had said to him so long ago.

"Monkey D., eh? Storm indeed."

☉

Robin stared hard at Lucy's bounty poster, then the notes in front of her, then back. Caught unaware, but trying not to disturb her, Lucy inched her way into the library. They'd tapped up all of their bounty posters in the galley and she'd noticed hers having disappeared. Why Robin had taken it, she couldn't fathom, but it'd been sixteen hours since anyone had set eyes on the archeologist, and Lucy had started getting worried.

"I don't get it," she muttered, tracing her fingers over the Ponin runes she'd marked down. "It's too much of a coincidence."

Unable to help herself, Lucy asked, "What is?"

Robin's head snapped up, eyes narrowing on her with laser focus. "What does star queen mean?"

"What?"

"Star queen. It's a title, or name possibly. I thought the marker for queen was referencing the queen of the ancient kingdom, but Hóu's markings seem to suggest otherwise."

"I don't suppose you have any context," Lucy complained, already knowing the answer before Robin shook her head. Chewing her lip, Lucy contemplated what she did know. An ancestor of hers had cast a secrecy spell, hiding some part of the Void Century on twelve Spirits and leaving them scattered alongside Poneglyphs for future generations to find. Robin had said the scholars of Ohara had hypothesized that the ancient kingdom knew the World Government would win and try to destroy any knowledge of them, leaving behind the Poneglyphs as insurance that their legacy would live on. The problem was that it narrowed nothing down. There'd been a Heartfilia as long as there had been Spirits-

Oh. Oh. Lucy had thought she'd imagined that final whisper, that lingering melancholy, but maybe not.

I wish you did not have to suffer for my deeds.

Her deeds. A Celestial Spirit tasked with welcoming new brethren to the stars. The mark on Lucy's back. Layla's story about the Black Key. Not star queen, Lucy realized. Not a title, or maybe yes, that too, but more than that.

"Cassiopiea," Lucy whispered.

"What?"

"The one constellation in Earthland with no Key. She should be Silver, but she's not. Everyone thinks that all her Keys were lost, but that's not it. She's like me." Lucy was dizzy suddenly, pieces falling into place. Dismembered arms helped her into a seat. "Or I'm like her, rather."

"Can you explain?" Robin murmured, pushing a warm cup into her hand.

Lucy sipped the coffee, the bitter taste spreading across her tongue. "'Queen of the stars'. That's what Cassiopiea means. Mom always thought it meant something, that there was a star queen the way there was a celestial king. It's because of this."

"Lucy," Robin soothed. "You aren't making much sense."

She struggled to put her thoughts in order so Robin could make sense of them. "The price," she started slowly, picking her words carefully. "For the magic I did, for making Merry a Spirit, is to join them, one day." Robin went very still; Lucy hadn't told anyone but Laxus and Gajeel what it really meant for her to raise Merry to the stars. As far as they were concerned, this was just Lucy unlocking an aspect of her magic. She'd like to keep it that way, if she could. She wasn't ready yet, to examine her future beyond death.

"The mark on your back," Robin concluded, quick as ever. "It's what your Key will look like."

"That's my guess. There's a legend, about a secret thirteenth Gold Zodiac, but they say their Key is black. I think...I think when you raise someone to the stars, when you sell yourself to the Celestial Realm this way, your Key is Black. You're part of the Spirits, but also separate from them, different."

Those sharp, clever eyes dropped down to her book, putting the clues together. "You think your ancestor, Cassiopeia Heartfilia...you think she raised someone to the Celestial Realm and became a Black Key. That's why no one has ever summoned her."

"Yeah. And I think before she died, she had something to do with the ancient kingdom."

☉

Lucy took a shower and turned in early, curling up in her massive bed. She knew Laxus and Gajeel were up gossiping--though gods forbid anyone call it that--with Franky and Zoro and she didn't particularly feel like hunting them down just to ruin their good moods. She wasn't even sure what her mood was anymore. Lucy had known, the moment she'd woken up after saving Merry, what the price would be. She'd known it the moment Cassiopiea had told her Lucy would be theirs. By no means was she dumb and she had been willing to pay the price. Still was, of course. In no world would she ever regret saving Merry. She just...it was so much more real, suddenly. There were at least two Black Keys out there and if her theory was right then they'd both been Celestial Mages at one point who'd appointed people to the stars. It was her future, to stand among them. Immortal as all those she cared about died and disappeared.

Did this mean all the Spirits had once been living things? Animals or people or even just the soul of a loved object?

The door creaked open, Laxus not bothering to turn on the lights as he kicked off his shoes and pulled his clothes off, curling up against her. He pressed a kiss to her head, then, when she twisted towards him, another gentle one on her lips. She melted despite herself, relaxing into his grip. Gajeel was taking first watch with Lily, she knew, so she wasn't surprised that he hadn't come back.

"Robin said you might be upset," he murmured. "What happened?"

She chewed on her lip, trying to find a way to say it without sounding nuts. Twisting the thoughts in her head to something sensical felt herculean, but in the end she settled on, "Back home, with Markarov, did you ever feel like your whole life had been laid out just because of something he did?"

"All the time," he answered without hesitation. "Distance has made me realize that expectations don't equal reality. Just because he was a powerful Fairy Tail mage didn't mean I would be. I worked for that shit, even if everyone thought it was just because of my blood."

She liked that thought. That just because something was expected to happen didn't lessen the value of her own choices, her own work. She pressed a kiss against his shoulder, murmuring, "My ancestors name was Cassiopeia and I think...I think she left the Keys behind as clues. I'm not sure what for, but she's trying to lead me somewhere."

"Where?"

"I don't know. But I think she wants me to fix her mistakes."

"Sounds like a shitty ancestor."

She laughed despite herself, which was no doubt his goal. "You've been spending too much time with Sanji."

"Tell that to Usopp. Did you notice that he's been spending every night telling Sanji dumb stories while he cooks?"

"Yeah. Are they...?"

"Not according to my nose," Laxus said. "But who the fuck knows where that's going."

The thought of Usopp and Sanji together made her giggle. It was such a strange pairing that she couldn't help it. "Have you noticed that our life has turned into daytime lacrimavision?"

"Don't even start. We're complicated enough without adding some dumb b-plots in."

"Dear Laxus," she started with a dramatic gasp. "I didn't know you watched enough shows to understand what 'b-plots' meant."

He snapped his teeth playfully at her, tickling until she was breathless with laughter. It was a pretty good way to end a shitty evening.

☉

On a ship that both once and still was an island, hidden among depths of fog in a dead part of the ocean, a monster woke up. Shadows quivered at his step, darkness bending in his wake. His crew was scattered around him, still organizing their latest loot. He’d wanted to recruit a new member while he was here, but the only interesting one had managed to get away. A pity, but one he’d deal with later.

A light flared, burning bright in the black sky.

"Ah, Commander Ace!" Marshall D. 'Blackbeard' Teach called in greeting, grinning wide. "I was wondering when you'd catch up."

"Don't you call me that," Portgas D. 'Fire Fist' Ace snapped. "That's a title of respect, and it doesn't belong in your mouth."

"Don't be like that, Ace. Tell you what, why don't you join my crew?"

"Not a chance in the Locker." Fire flared, just as darkness billowed.

For the first time, they clashed.

#as the stars burn on #one piece fanfic #fairy tail fanfic #laxus dreyar #lucy heartfilia #gajeel redfox #laxus x lucy x gajeel

[only-lonely-lovers]

08.06.2022

tags: fingers in throat, blowjobs, pantomime, hair pulling, handjobs, knifeplay, injury, blood

notes: link to PART 1

Bird is あ / Avvy is つ

つ：it's so much simpler rn than Tsukasa can imagine….. and more ah. going to happen no matter what.

あ：Perhaps a comically miserable visual of, like, Tsukasa being in a heap around knocked over school desks and getting lifted by the collar.

つ：mmm yiss…. dark classroom

あ：the dramaticism of Hanako just pinning Tsukasa during the mitsuba debacle, like, he just has this capacity. to be like IMMEDIATELY slams you against a surface, against a desk. clawing at fabric. m…. i actually like him losing all concept of a plan honestly and everything coming out in sheer impulse, like, starting to just hump like an animal. holds you by the throat and cranes to kiss. ah… but the satisfaction of holding with inhuman amounts of strength…

Ugh, you know, I don't think Hanako is… a good or fair boy, I do think he tries to keep things separate on instinct, behaviors… I do think there are things he does with Nene alone that he purposefully doesn't want to be spectated on by Tsukasa, and it goes both ways actually. Things you just wouldn't want Nene to see and react to, have commentary on. it's unfair of him but he plays unfair and likes the sense of control… Unreasonably self-justifying in the moment, It's my right to get to do this-- I, can choose, what you all see, you already work against me and do all this crazy shit to me… and make me insane… so… RHG….

frenzied rambling, between clutching and grabbing and biting, like, "Is this what you wanted? This? You wanted me to get like this, didn't you." [venting, aloud, frustration] "What's wrong with you-? Why does it have to be like this. Why would you want it? Again… and again." [growling] "But-- but no, it's worse this time. It's getting worse…"

つ：Amane wants to keep everything under control… there really would be things he wants to say, do, with Nene, ways of holding and handling her, that he doesn't want Tsukasa to see, learn from, know… and… maybe even ways touching her in front of him would somehow feel bad. Amane is avoiding piano wire in every direction… wire he is placing around. Boundaries he insists on maintaining to keep things feeling controlled….. for all of these concessions he appears to be making, Tsukasa knows it is only the tip of the iceburg.

あ：It's a looong slow process to start integrating things..

つ：ah… a breathless Tsukasa, mouth is agape as always, its like an open window with just a slight breeze parting through it. Like he can't think and breathe larger exhales at once. Worse is an interesting word. It's interesting Amane would use it. He seems mad-- but he was seeking him, so it's not that Tsukasa messed up. He's mad, but he wanted to find him, to be mad at. He's often replying in somewhat non-sequitur ways. "I didn't know you'd want to see me. you don't do this! You surprised me!"

あ：the sincerity…. the way Tsukasa simply commenting openly about things, can feel like arrows at someone, like. it's true I don't. Ughh.h… [shakes] [squeezes torso] Paradoxically, you want to argue, I DON'T want to see you

つ：ever difficult……. and watching you be difficult.

あ：Though, I think the sentence like, feels too shitty to say, but he's visibly working his mouth… as if there's bile in it, so struggling is Amane. Tsukasa can watch with big eyes

settling on something like… "I have to do this." cryptic… trying to phrase it like, its out of my hands. [drags hand over face…] "It has to go somewhere."

though ugh feeling like… TSUKASA… you know … YOU KNOW YOUR BROTHER IS INSANE!! [crying]…. YOU UNDERSTAND . LIKE. COME ON….

"You know this-!" voice cracking

つ：nods nods nods nods… hai hai hai….!! "I see!" ah……… a pleasant feeling… of being the receptacle for Amane's less savory urges. Absorbing them….. like a liver absorbs poisons, so the body can continue its processes. It's incidental that they are where they are…. in a dark classroom, windows covering the far wall behind them, chairs rested on top of desks all around like brambles, the area they are in a bit upended….. the moon and stars shining in through the window. Tilts his head. "Should I be quiet?"

あ：Hmm…. Despite everything… somehow… the fluidity of Tsukasa's reply induces some sense of serenity, bizarrely contrasting everything felt just a moment ago. Like… ah. Starting to load in that it's finally time to just… to not think about. What I want to do. and, just get to , do it… some feeling of like, ah, of course, Tsukasa is the same as ever, and is going to say something like that. [this is painful to swallow as well, but doesn't interrupt anything.] Leans back. Subconsciously, he's drinking in the atmosphere. Night time… night lighting… seeing Tsukasa in the night. Stokes something. Inhales… sweat dripping down face. Swallows.

Voice drops, lower, quieter. "No." Tinkling sound, of metal from buckle jostling, belt being undone. Reaches forward and catches jaw, quickly. And shoves fingers into his mouth, into the back of his throat. coating them… then, wrapping hands around himself. "This is actually the one time you shouldn't be." Uncontrollably huffing. Like. You're actually loud at all the wrong times.

Entering a state of psycho calm. and then psycho psycho.

つ：XD xD HE SISSLSIALADIKL he saidthat but glgl;gkg❤️ ahhhouhhueouh noooo ❤️ ahh I mean yesss❤️ or is it… ahh…. LOOKS down too quickly, mouth agape, not wiping off the spit dripping…. a very pleasant "haaaaaiiiii" which sounds well-dizzied and airheaded. aouho…. ehoueh..??? ffind me to do…. for this? he doesn't seem so angry anymore <3? maybe he's not mad at me really….. ❤️? it has to go somewhere, he said…. he said that…. perhaps assumingly, starts sinking towards the ground, to his knees…….. usually, he'd wait for Amane to directly move him this way or that, but he's not thinking well right now. algourhgggdfdsf… like a little music box, mind plays Amane calling his name into the hallway….

あ：of course it is like this . [forces self to not look away]

mn… but you like how much Tsukasa can feel like a minx without even meaning to, like, genuinely just is overwhelmed and excited and responding, but on Amane's end it's like. [lip curls from disdain. from the slut body.] [but also starts jerking self off without thinking] like ooh. hand just starts moving.

What are we doing. [flat voice]

つ：I imagine for tsukasa it's like, ah being a mindless little animal, for Amane you have to watch this all and its like. very lidded and pleasant and drooly. oruhgh. why…… looking hugely desperate for it. sssssgggz.

あ：why would it even…. [me mentally simmering thinking about belt harness for blowjob] m……. the art

つ：ugh its nice to think abouuuut…. really make tsukasa feel like he's in a particular situation. we're not stopping any time soon

あ：it's…. a situation where amane isn't going to be considerate at all about exhaustion… like mguh the limiters that are usually on. gone. sex for hours stop acting like human

つ：the illusion of humanity gets to be gone. typically speaking…. you wouldn't want to spend hours doing things to tsukasa while nene is incapacitated as she's a human……. and you can't spend so long doing things to nene herself…..

あ：it's like rude. and also i think amane genuinely struggles with ahhh being that. indulgent wwww…. it's such a back and forth with him, i think when he really relishes in something it's ephemeral by nature.

as much as he can get a little tyrant boyking. he's got nerfs.

つ：hard to live in it for too long

the one boon of being alone with tsukasa… is there's no pretense to keep up. it's all an illusion. as much as he can be barfing limitless amounts of 'blood' while teru messes with him, then simply talk calmly to kou 2 minutes later. it's all just some symbolism the body retains for flourishes

あ：mmnn yeah… like… in this case there's only "the spirit is willing" in a sense we're not… people… we don't need to eat or sleep

つ：we don't need 'breaks'…..

あ：like not going to get dizzy and pass out

つ：once it's indulging… you want to do the next thing you've errantly thought about. this, that, the other thing, all of it. and just humping bent over desk.

あ：tasteful breaks for pantomime and rutting… bend over this, flip him here i like to think about lacing fingers while bodies flush from behind.. has this pleasant wrapped around against feeling to it overlaid atop

つ：with a tsukasa instructed to not be quiet…. ah. the room is filled with 'Amane, Amaaaneeee, Amane, Ah," laughing…… hiccuping. squeaky sounds of shoes on school tile scrambling to stay upright.

this feels equivalent to breaking a bunch of bottles against some cement walls for managing stress.

あ：It's roughly the equivalent Feels like ingesting poison flirting with something you know you shouldn't… you just know this.

つ：Amane laughing out at some point…. "We really can't let her see this….." breathing… "it's not. About. Embarrassment…. or humility…. really…." huff…. huff. wiping his nose. thinking about it all. "Wouldn't it be easier if it was just that. But it's not. She can't… see me. Doing this." GRABS Tsukasa by the hair… hikes him up. "Who would willingly be a part of this? … except you."

"It doesn't look good. it's not a good look for me." too-casual sounding about it. like this is an image problem

あ：rolls shoulders.

Getting too comfortable in this state… ah but it is like, releasing pressure from somewhere, to just sigh and say things. Unsavory things. But stuff you carry around internally, constantly. As much as Tsukasa is allowed to be noisy, it's permission for himself, also, to just say it. Address it. Dryly almost. like hahaha. It's funny isn't it.

the way Amane himself gets very ^^ when unhinged… it's just like, ahh… "It's like, there was a reason I could never have a girlfriend before. Don't you think." pause. "Even if everything in life was completely normal, idyllic."

つ：tsukasa kicks legs around behind him pleasantly. Laughs a little, a heeheehee

"I think Nene-chan would be ready for more than you think." brushes up against him pleasantly. "If you were ready for thaaaaat…."

あ："You think. Hmm." [reaches and hooks thumb into mouth, rubs teeth.] "Well, I think you're too sick to be able to tell something like that." [moves jaw from side to side] "There's something wrong with you too, you know."

"You're speaking from a biased position."

つ：AHHH WE'RE HAVING FUN❤️❤️ [mouth compromised] "aaahoumahbuee"

あ：[tabbing thumb in and out of mouth] "Don't you just want me to have anything I want…? So it doesn't really matter what Yashiro is 'ready' for. If I did it anyways, you'd be happy to watch. Wouldn't you."

"That's not very fair, or reliable."

つ：ohhhhh but it doesn't matterrrrr❤️ "MNSHe wan's what" his finger exited. "you want, too, hehe. We're all like that….! but…."

"….. maybe it's…. a little bad…." touching finger to own mouth, thinking. "for a living body…." "it's hard to remember….."

あ：think it through. "It's dangerous." [fingers leisurely threading around throat… walking them up along the skin, tracing jaw, nape] "You two aren't worried enough about these things. So, I have to be."

つ：tsukasa's alignment of like mnnyyaaaaa everything should just happen that you want to happen sweetie even if it breaks. the world or bones❤️

あ：that is his alignment. but if nene wants to risk getting a crushed pelvis…………….. o3o it's her choice…………………………..

つ：but if she wants your truth ah i remember this damn tumblr post… which someone was saying was like,a piece of paper they errantly found tucked into a book. and it said something like… "How much can a body endure? Almost anything." it lives in my brain….

あ：Mnn you love words…….

💮つ："Amane….." ah… playing with fire. "I wonder……… do you like some things…… being just between us?"

"I'd love to share everything with Nene-chan… she's a good girl. I think she deserves it….."

"….. but maybe it's a little hard to think about giving up?" "you were so resolute…. back then…"

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💔FORK 1🎇

あ：This is playing with fire. Mm… but you're both knowingly doing this… Amane knows that mentioning past at all, in any way, is dangerous, it comes with a distant feeling of being on edge. He lives his life purposefully never engaging with his past and obfuscating things, and, I think there is genuinely risk to even mention that your favorite food is donuts (it was something you shared with Tsukasa…) You know you shouldn't… Every step of this is, I know I shouldn't…

Tsukasa would immediately feel the movement still, attentive to how all indulgent touch has been snuffed. But the hands at his neck don't move either, locked in place, Amane is statuesque. It's like… a cold, nauseating feeling immediately interspersed in his bloodstream, having been injected from the base of the neck, into the spine. It mingles with the heat of the still-aroused body. Still having heat pooled at the pelvis… It's really like.. vision blurs…. Breathing coming out more ragged. a minute ticks by, in silence.

つ：take your time❤️

あ：Mn… hands peel away… to clutch at face, hide face. Starting to cry… but, ah, it IS a feeling of grief, at the concept of having to 'give this up'… To have to relinquish something… He doesn't like to think of himself as someone holding onto something, but by definition he is, like, viciously protective of this all. When I think about the Amane possessively wrapped around the moon… but then, also, how even in Picture Perfect, which is all about trapping and keeping Nene for himself, he's still repeating his mantra of not going anywhere. You're still mentally living in your own proclamation, like, it just felt so good to say back then, and you've defined yourself by this…

つ：its… genuinely hard to 'keep living', so to speak. it's hard. to move forward.

あ：It feels so much like someone feeling like they have no choice to make concessions (I'M NOT AMANE, I'LL NEVER BE AMANE, I LEFT MY LIFE BEHIND…) but also keeping their fingers dug into whatever they have left

つ：develop… advance… whatever. it would be easiest to just touch yashiro's life and send her on her way…. and keep this thing with tsukasa bound in the basement.

あ：Somehow existing between not wanting to ever think about it, but being unable to think about leaving it…

つ：reaching for him…. rubbing thumb over his wrists…..

あ：I can 't have it, it's too beautiful, it's gone and dead, it's gone from me, i'll never have it again… [grieving]

つ：smiling, though…. "… did I spoil it? Awwe…. but I wanted you to keep going." "Maybe you really shouldn't let me talk." lighthearted❤️

あ：mnnmhng….. [reaching for…] [settles hands at either side of face…] [pulls to be forehead to forehead.] needs to sulk. like. can't… talk… but god thinking. with my stupid little amane brain

つ：its a feeble little brain nuzzles, rubs cheeks, rubs face into shoulder, back up to jaw, all over

あ：hm i want to contemplate like potential branches.. like if avvy would want to spitball things. like fun options crazy options

つ：oh syure. contemplate forks possible to just shut down, and possible to not shut down….

あ：for more shut-down path i'd still be curious if like… if he could manage an admittance, still. very very beleaguered and barely getting through "… it is. hard. but why-?" like sounding betrayed by self. but also hearing himself say it is like grooannns MOANS IN MISERY…

つ：becomes child

あ：mistake. i said it SULKING…

つ：hugs him. pities him very much. suppresses the shudder but feels this seep into his body as a fact. mmmmmm….

あ：rambling, muttering, like, "i don't know why. shouldn't… it shouldn't. but it was never supposed to. be like this. any of it. it's all wrong…" "i don't know how it got like this"

つ："It wasn't what you had planned. At all."

あ：shakes head.

つ："it's unfair, like that!"

あ：nods.

つ：thinking about it all… "you wanted oblivion for us." strokes his hair…….

thinking, its easy to see where amane struggles.. if only it was a full-measure, in any direction. nothing but tsukasa…. or everything but tsukasa. it's terrible he's so supportive, too… why and how doesn't he feel betrayed, sometimes? he's just not…. if tsukasa ran off and got a girlfriend gklf;k;jgfkg;…..

あ：the amount this could not come to pass wrhghfjd

つ：it sucks to hold onto any of it preciously, and not even 100% of it….! It makes no sense…. it really is like. ah i do all that and i'm not even like . . in love fkldjf;k with my brother help fklg;fg!!! why are we just still such. normal siblings (not normal) (but you know) …. wiouh.

あ：im hte kind of guy who would kill your girlfriend. i am sorry it's like why do i need to possess you-- WHY??!??/GH FDG/H maybe getting hysterical really thinking this over. like oh my god… but why!!

つ：its liek god but if i'm so fucking weird why wasnt i just doing this for 50 years fklds;fjksf

あ：[rubbing knuckles against eyes]

つ：WHY'D I NEED-- OURGHOJLHK so many steps

あ：[voice cracking] "Actually, aren't you sick of it all…? Aren't you tired of it. ME? What I'm doing-- or, what I'm not doing-? The way I treat someone who is supposed to be. 'Precious.' To me. Isn't it absurd. Running from this all, because of what I can't take. But then, it's not even that, I take everything out on you alone, or, that I'm done with you completely… It's not safe in the past, but it doesn't belong in the present. What's wrong with me?"

[one completely black eye sort of crazy] "I just do whatever I want to you, but in a careless way. I'M not even happy about it. No one is! No one's happy." [shaking] "YOU can't be happy. You can't be." [digging fingers into white button up… threading into gaps]

"We talk about unfair, but, isn't it the most unfair to be you? I made sure you'd never have anyone that isn't me. But it doesn't work both ways."

つ：blinks. looking at him. It's gotten interesting! He's saying so much….

"I'm happy!" laughs-- too easily! "It's simple for me. It's always been! So simple! You remember, don't you? It's different for you. Always has been! Thats O-K, Amane." "I thought you needed to go to the moon to be happy. And travel the world. You really wanted such big things! Big, big, grand things…! It looked like…. I'm not like that. Well, it turned out you didn't need that….."

"… we're still figuring out what you need, aren't we….? Nene-chan, too….. she's eager to find out. You should be, too…. we're a little closer, aren't we? To whatever it is? I'm excited, Amane!"

"I'm excited to find out what it looks like. I wonder how much of the past is inside it. Or is it outside of that? I wonder? I wonder….."

あ：[whining… bemoaning…] "How can you be excited…" feeling gut seize, thinking about this all. manages a miserable laugh. "I'm… TERRIFIED… to find out."

つ：licks his face. "But it'll feel good, once you find it out" "you'll start feeling good, all the time, have what you want" "I've been waiting for that!" "it's only scary for now!"

あ：[voice lowers…] "It's not that it doesn't feel good." "really… that's… the problem." "So often." [exhales] "It feels good." "But it's… a sickening kind of good… You know…?" [tilting head lower…] "It's… warped. It doesn't look right." "No one's supposed to feel like this. Humans, supernaturals. Maybe, especially supernaturals."

つ：touches forehead to and nuzzles back and forth "you're special…. aaaahhh… it's so exciting…." tugs at sleeves, shirt….. "so exciting…. Amane, you're not like anything else…. nothing is made for you….. nothing in this world….." panting…. "they didn't make it for you… that's why it's wrong… " panting….. "God should have made it all for you."

あ：[mouth twisting…] [feeling prickles down neck.] he ah, he can't stop an involuntary little throaty sound. slips past the teeth. legs shuffle.

"Careful."

ah it feels so… ssss… you should know better than to… start saying something so. sssssss.s…. It's like Tsukasa is punctuating what he just mentioned, making him feel. So good that it is just nauseating. What is this… why can we communicate like this

つ："If it's not for you, it's worthless…." I WILL NOT BE CAREFUL. Choppy laughter, in the throat…. "If you didn't want me.. I'd be worthless." wheeze. "I thought I was, Amane… but I'm not…. that feels so good. You can't imagine."

"the things you care about, Amane, they're different…. you make them different…. Nene-chan, too… "

"I know it's all for you, really…. everything… I know… can't you feel it, a little…."

あ：[hand quietly drifts to clutch at stomach… buttons of gakuran jacket digging into palm. thinking of various things, the searing here, the way arousal pools here, the way this is where he stabbed himself, thinking about the knife that is always going to be inside his form.]

"….v… ..f… ov.f….. course. I can." it's like the mouth stings to say any of it. mm… voice is devoid of any tone. speaking, possessed. "-- you can tell, can't you. That I feel something so. Wonderfully terrible, incredibly, incredibly horrible. It's beyond… what someone could call 'entitlement'. There's not a word for it." pupils shaking. "Whatever you can call it. It's the sort of mindset of someone who felt they could just have an entire person's life." sharp inhale. "Just-- just take it. I just took it. And I loved to take it. And now it's always mine."

"But-- Tsukasa." eyes squinted. "Isn't it terrible that it's always felt like that, really-? If you think back. And back and back and back… so far back… before anything was even wrong. Isn't it-- the same, from the start-? What you always were, to me." licks teeth.

"It's insane. Who feels that?" starts laughing… "Just, about, their little brother. Sooner feeling like you were something I owned like the toys you brought me. Than just wanting to kiss you!"

"But before I even cared about Yashiro as a person I saw her like, an animal to put in a tank to keep. Haha." hand darts out quickly, clutches Tsukasa's, and brings it to rest over his own stomach.

つ：dutifully rubs stomach with thumbs, tilting head at it….

"You know. I wonder how Nene-chan feels. Maybe she wouldn't know what to saaay… it's hard for living humans to think like this. But it got real easy after the first time I died for you, to know. It was real easy, like, 'ah, it's meant to be like this'!…… I think Nene-chan feels it too! We'll hear it one day, I'm sure, I'm sure…. or, you will, maybe. When you're alone. Or maybe she'll tell me first." getting distracted pointlessly on details

"Anyone can want to kiss someone else. That would have been fine. Like us eating the same things. I would have liked that too. But it wasn't like that. It was bigger." "I could feel it, so I did what I did."

あ：[just quietly listening… mn……] [resigned…. bumps hips upward a little. barest twitches.]

つ："… WHATS SO INTERESTING IS THAT IT'S ALL COMBINING!" REALLY LOUD OPEN MOUTHED

あ：[like you dropped an anvil on him.] [just like. "."]

つ："ITS A LITTLE LIKE EVERYTHING, NOW, SOMEHOW……" "YOU WANNA DO THAT STUFF, TOO" "so it's not just the weird eternal ownership thing"

あ："Uhuh." "Do you think it's better or worse like this."

つ："I thought you had a thing with me like that and then you were horny for Nene-chan" "which is different, you know? it's two things"

あ：jesus.

つ："but her thing changed my thing…. and now its like this" "I like this." pats hands on

あ："It's not just like." "Creepy."

つ："I never thought about this stuff" "creepy…………………………" thinking

あ："I didn't either."

つ："oh? I thought you thought about this stuff a lot"

あ："I mean." "Like, specifically, with you."

つ："ah. oh no. not that. It wasn't my impression, of you. This."

"I owe Nene-chan a lot because now I get to kiss with you sometimes. Actually it's almost mean if something is exclusive to me. But I forgive everything"

あ：Humming. contemplative. rubbing wrist.

つ：rubs ankles with

あ："… it's funny. I've definitely thought this is all Yashiro's fault. But in an unflattering way. Like-- I never would be out here thinkin about kissing you if it weren't for her. And now I'm." …………………………… shakes head. "-- wait, but. You know. Before I met her. I did think about sex, but, it was almost… Abstract." …………………. why am I talking about this… is this that gay shit that Tsukasa and Yashiro do all day, like talk together

shrugs internally. "Like, I had to think about it." jerk off motions. "And yet. I didn't ever imagine myself with someone or… mn. Doing, anything, it was actually pretty gross. To. In that way, it'd actually sooner be us doing something." lol.

[rubs mouth with back of hand] "… I've had to think about this lately… because of everything. It's exhausting to think about, though. This is why I'm miserable all the time, by the way."

つ：wowwww the information…. the data!!!! briefly hypnotized by jerkoff motion and thinking about younger amane dah real shotacon in da chat

あ：screams

つ：more shotacon than yashiro

あ：every time tsukasa is made to think about young amane being sexual

つ：HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

あ：wait a minute. this is honestly cute though its like tsukasa is remembering a crush i loveded him

つ：aoaouuuouuuuhhhh that dreamboat 7 year old. cassanova walking me aroun the festival booths ordering me a candy apple. ruff

あ：[jenny voice THESE HUNKS] that hunk…. smelly from hot summer air young amane memories tsukasa has

つ："It looks pretty hard for you to think about." still sortof blank eyed thinking about sexuality feat Amane "I would have liked it any time" very simply said. spacing out "I didn't think about anything like that"

あ：[rolling hips. casually somehow.]

つ："I can now" tap taps shoe on ground hueuuehe

あ：[observing tsukasa like huhm.] "You definitely would have liked it any time."

つ：NOD NOD NOD un. un un.

あ：tashkani…

"And. It would've been laughably easy. To make you do anything." blinks. "If I wanted to just jerk off all day but into your mouth. It could've been that simple." reclines a bit. "I don't think I'd even have to say anything. Oh. If only I had known." [really dry tone.]

つ："aahaaha… ahg." curls in a little like a bug. "I wish," a word that rarely passes Tsukasa's own lips "I had known, too" hands…. pull uselessly at Amane's clothes, still around the stomach area of his gakuran. hh.. its so hard to keep everything Tsukasa knows inside of his own head-- things are constantly falling out, shuffling around. I think fantasies are genuinely hard to… produce? make room for? cobble together? he's got so many real memories to thumb through, past and present… it's so hard to piece together imaginary ones, he doesn't naturally do it at all. He's typically so content to thumb through memories or do more menial entertaining things like popping bubble wrap… he's so preoccupied with what's in front of him or what's happened. Freezes the programming…. to try to envision something that didn't happen. Feels like he's manually cutting pictures out of magazines with scissors and pasting things together out of sorts. Clumsy with the scissors

あ：[observes.]

It's rather entrancing to see… As, Tsukasa is often seemingly unflappable, even when Amane is frustrated, crying, throttling him, he really radiates this [infuriating…] pleasantness, like it all delights him. Just loves it all so much. Any sort of faltering is like, mn…. [Amane experiencing his own -praying mantis stare-] It's so interesting to hear him wish for something, pointedly, this isn't lost on Amane either… So rarely does Tsukasa ever direct want, like this… and yet, ah, it's not unfamiliar also, for Tsukasa to feel 'small' and like he got overwhelmed by something. Endearing.

[sadist lizard brain enjoys seeing struggle. objectively] [condescending comfort gland activates as well] … spurs Amane to reach up and ruffle hair, under the hat, affectionately. cup face, rub thumbs against cheeks.

"… it's a lot to think about, isn't it? Even for you." Piteous tone. tut tut…. smirks. "… you've never thought about it before, either, have you. Haha. I'm ahead of you…" it's me , your psychosexual brother. ❤️ "don't hurt yourself, now."

つ：ah, but Tsukasa isn't filled with struggle like Amane… just laughts, pants, enjoys the feeling of… vision blurring and brain fuzzy, words feeling farther away. "Ah… have you thought… about it? Before? I hav'n' thought, 'boutit" childish-sounding… as if trying to think about the past kindof gets him mixed up

as simple as Tsukasa doesn't know HOw to think about something like this…… ah, it's like he's not…. creative

あ：…………………….. [trying to not be wigged] ahaha. Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. yes. lol.

つ：stay cool

あ：I can't freak out right now. ❤️ Or I willf uckign kill you again [pretending to be a normal person] "Ohhhhhhhh. Yeah. Here and there. I have a lot of time. To think about things."

つ："You're amazing Amane!" so earnestly impressed and childish sounding

あ："Uhuh." [moves hands, to, direct tsukasa to start jerking him off.] [like. lets just.] griffin voice Can we please move on

つ：OH RIGHT!!!! here as well it's happening!! its so hard to juggle things!!!!!! grips hand around. But it's…. choppy, as if he's using bandwidth on… thinking… mmnrngnh

mnnnn its like [brain chugging] Amane… [envisions this age, but in his summer uniform] like that… nnn, wait, ah, wait [envisions… ENVISIONS….. ENVISIONS!!!! MMNNGGH… IN… YUKATA!!!!!!!!!]

あ：cute, honestly… like not doing a good job…. lol…

つ：obviously distracted… tsukasa's typical disease would be like. threatening to jerk your cock off your body so its pretty different he's usually pretty hyperfocused on it if anything

あ：It's not frustrating as much as it is like. kind of fascinating

つ：ENVISIONNNN…!!! mmnnn… wnrnnrngnmgg… sick… SICK BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY PEA!!!!!!!!

あ：Hmm like.. Amane keeps hand overlaid, over wrist/hands, to assist

つ：SQUEEZING "can I," brain really trying "can I ?" uouh… "uah.. uhh…."

あ："… 'can you'….?"

つ："can I … " squinting "thhhink? Think about….. can we think about… uahh.. eh…n…." ah, what are… numbers ?? ages ?? how do I… ah brain is so deconstructed. it's flipping through too much… pulling up all the files. "sick… before I made you better…."

"Amane…. " it's so hard. it's like iits just amane it doesn't have another name….

あ：[staring…] Like… jesus

つ：your fucking. pedophile brother. its like the emotion for a second a fucking four year old? hello?

あ：like mn. huh? wait. lool……… Amane who is like thinking about when his cock manifested unto him

つ：don't even talk to me about extremities at age 4 may as well have barely had fingers. let alone

あ：What a moment to space out and be like -- whahuh ………………….. sick..? when i was sick… [thinking about the agonies]

つ：its like tsukasa not… having a regular sexuality does make this amane as applicable to hims brain as any, there's no puberty delineation "your… heart….." places hand over his chest

あ：really chewing on this one. you've made him so contemplative that he can't like be a jerk though i swear like . Can't make fun of you, it's just so strange… like oh tsukasa. ??? what dont i know about you, i thought you didnt think about sex for a long time. it almost feels paradoxical to be that far back, wouldnt you only do that if you were a horny 4yo lol

"… back then." starts gently.

"… quite a while back…. mn…" thinks… "… ah, the days, they were a blur even back then for me." shuffles. "… slept a lot… but also, was tired, all the time."

つ：nods…. nods…. bumps head to chest memories… of Amane's weak little heart beating in his chest… working hard. Pounding for nothing….. his lungs rattling as he wheezed….

あ："… waking up coughing. Couldn't see straight…" is just trying to remember what the body would have been like, factually. have to load in these details.

つ：nuzzles against him… his hand is still around him, but stilled. can't maintain thoughts and actions well

あ：It'ssss… an interesting place to be… Amane doesn't lose awareness of the hand wrapped around him. He's actually trying to marry all these thoughts and then the current sensation. "You know… even eating, hurt so much. You remember." hums… "… you'd have to move slow."

can't help being a LITTLE mean… "… I would be trusting you with a lot… to be careful." "… you could get too excited…"

つ：urrrughh!!! "I'D BE GOOD" "PLEASE!!"! ONEGAI its like hes there

あ：[feels like 20 emotions at once but somehow like feels arrogant at the end of this.] thats right beg…. to touch my cock…. it would be a privilege. "oh……. you'd be good…. you promise."

つ："MHMM!!!"

あ：lol… …………………………………………… it's cute, i guess.

つ："it would be liked? WHhow abouh-- howab, bout Tanabata? Tah-- in-- when we--" little pea going 100mph "then too, also, the-- one where-- the one in-- the one time, the…"

あ：wow look at him go. he's going so fast. Amane who is like still in the sick bed. like damn

つ：urg there were multiple festivals weren't there…. argh…. how do you delineate time?? I look at him my brain says AMANE!!!! it's 'amane' but it's 'specific amane'

あ："You sure you wouldn't be too distracted." "At Tanabata." bully

つ："your-- MOON! YUKATA" like he has 1 hand on a single detail. THAT ONE…… "NOT IF" "not if we were!!! doing something"

あ："I see." sou………. [thinks] "Ah- we did have matching yukata, didn't we, yours had the sun." [kinda sneers but says it anyways] "So sentimental…"

つ：nod nod nod nod nod

あ："Mm, it would be fine then, a lot less to worry about. No coughing. It'd be so easy to sneak off somewhere. We were just running around for hours, by ourselves."

"Honestly I feel like we could do it behind a stall or something. Who'd be looking."

つ："its romantic to kiss at Tanabata" reporting a fact he read somewhere

あ：UHUH?

つ：a magazine in a shop said this to me once and i remember it

あ：like amane's suddenly remember oh yeah stupid. the love holiday. fuck lol

つ：i think tsukasa. does consistently fsr contemplate kissing as a concept

あ：are we gonna FUCK on valentines day next

つ：you gonna remember what i wore on valentine's day.

あ："….. 'romance'….." "Is it romantic to suck cock on Tanabata, do you think."

つ："behind a stall, yeah, yeah…" distracted with the other thought line still… while amane is juggling that "MHM? IT'S A KIND OF KISS" "kiss, but elsewhere" "it's kissing."

あ：[raises brows] penisu kissu.

つ：its like ouhhg has tsukasa been thinking of blowjobs as kisses this whole time…. "it's kissing" again.

あ：maybe tsukasa really is still like 5 years old. andim the monster maybe

つ：might be true.

あ："I guess it is."

つ：sometimes amane has to feel like why can this guy wig me sometimes? am i just reactive…. so hard to remember everything he can freaking. do and say when he is like this.

あ：It's like hm…. maybe I just need to have a more resolute attitude Just focus and not get wigged

"Tsukasa… it's sounding like you just would love to kiss all day or something."

つ：NOD nod nod nod. press head into

あ：ohm…. it just feels so harmless when its like this though, whats the opposite of feeling like you're walking into a landmine. like we're at the kitty pool slow blinks [takes hat off. kisses head. out of pity.]

つ：he has it so bad… it is the same kind of pity one can feel for yashiro, really you dumb animals…..

あ：Like hm… as much as tsukasa talks about everything being fine and he couldn't ask for more. in moments like these it feels so, like, this poor animal. i think he's just too stupid to think about wanting stuff

つ：he just doesn't have the presence of mind now does he….. of course he'd LIKE more if he even thought about it

あ：i guess ignorance is bliss. i wouldnt want him like crying about wanting to kiss at tanabata or something maybe its for the best [resigned.] I guess, it would feel pretty good.

[generously, like throwing a fishbone to an alley cat] "We spent so much time running around the yard, you remember. It'd be pretty easy to sneak off behind the trees." "The property was so big. Lots of bushes, tall grasses…"

つ：THE TREES?!??! briefly visibly conceptualizes the yard and trees, hnnngh visualize

あ："So dense. All the flowers and everything."

つ："So pretty," experiencing it

あ："And who would think to look."

つ："so pretty… smelled nice…. we-- can-- do it by your favorites, the yellow ones?"

あ："… uhuh…" "… ambiance…"

つ：thinking about…. the smells of that Amane…. hot, warm, a fevered-feeling body, and then…. later….. how the heat felt it was leaving him…. like heat couldn't make it through his limbs. arms cold to the touch… sweat cold.

あ："The difference between spring or summer… early summer, late summer…."

つ：nods….. "when you could still go with me, and, then couldn't" "kiss…."

あ：pets back, shoulders. "Could kiss before you run off…" "Actually, I'd be shitty, and jealous of you getting to be outside without me. If we were doing something like this, I think I'd try and trap you with me." i know that bitch…

つ："aaoouuuhhh I don't have to fetch anything if I can use my self" touches lip with free hand. "if your favorite thing was me" this isn't meant to hurt him, but ….

あ：ahm… misery… [clutches fabric of kimono tightly for a moment] "-- hey…." "… c'mon." like. dont be like that.

つ：❔

あ："… it's not like you weren't…"

つ："AH. right!" it's hard…. it's odd, he just lapses back into the mental state… of thinking about 'things Amane likes'…. thinking of little bits n baubles

あ：[HUFFS…] "-- I didn't ask you to constantly bring me things…" "… It was." CMON MAN!!!!!!!! "-- nice of you. To. Like. You know. But you didn't have to."

つ：wide eyed looking at nothing…. thinking….. "It didn't do anything, mhmm"

あ：(it all is just going to sound 'bad'…….)

つ："--AH. FORGOT… WE'RE-- " GRIPS hand around again "sorry, sorry!! Distracting….!"

あ：fjdjgh dgh [WAKES UP]

つ：strokes a few times. ouhhh i forgot!!! still THINKING though…. it was smaller back then, wasn't it…!! it was smaller….

あ：Oh my god the experience. It's such an unintended rollercoaster. like fksdghdfj g h…. k …

つ："do you think it tasted different? Probably. You don't smell like you used to." rambling, looking at it

あ：[barking] "--TSUkasa." god do you make me so Ooh.

つ："when you were sick, your mouth smelled like medicine all day" "i smelled it a lot cuz you breathed hard next to me"

stroke… stroke stroke…. staring down at it, thinking "that stuff mom would put in your water… that powdery stuff. leafs? that stuff"

あ：[just trying to like roll with this all, focus on… in and out…] [closes eyes] "-- ugh, yeah, it was different." [uncontrollably like. baka.]

つ："we ate the same things all the time. it got different when you were sick. I drank it too once to know what it was like. it tasted real bad. Its fun to do all the same things."

mindless….. rambling "I wanted to smell like you were smelling, even though it was bad"

あ："I got sad when. It wasn't the same, all the time." "didn't feel fair and." frustrated, grabs his hands to direct faster. "--we couldn't sleep in the same room, anymore, either."

"I had to be in. pajamas. all day. we couldn't wear the same things all the time anymore." "… so when I got better, it's all I wanted to do." "The matching."

つ："Amane…." looks up at

あ：[winces] [looks away, licking teeth, like a nervous dog.] "What, does it surprise you. I'm. telling you." [shoves into hand…] "-- you were already. Mmh. Favorite." "-- it's. It can't be a surprise right." [rubs mouth, claws at face.]

つ：LAUGHS… "I know…. I know!! I know!!! I-- learned! I learned it… back then!" nnn nuzzles face "You don't… talk much! Hehe…. Like this….."

"its true, then, it's true… if it can happen now, it could happen any time… 'cuz its always true!"

あ："i know, i know, i know I don't…" incidentally parroting him like mgod i know i suck [closes eyes]

つ：he'm doesn't talk much about hims feefees ever❤️

あ：the emotion rn is so. UGhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. suki. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARE YOU HAPPY

つ：youuu stupid little idiot…. suki… moron

あ：stupid dummy tupis thg f…. i love yoh. OHHHHHHHHHHHHH is this what you all are crazy about

つ：this is why i cannot interact w you aruond nene its unconscionable she'd be all teary eyed too or something. unbearable

あ：gonna make me barf [come]

つ：2 gd puppies….

あ：I can't be alone with you because I feel like stabbing you and saying I love you…. It's a problem.

つ：we cannot coexist without it all coming back up like hay LEAVES hand from Amane, climbs onto him arms and legs instead, SQUEEZZZEEEEE its not good its misbehaving but i'm need to do'm it❤️

あ：sigh and yet I think it's so… [scrabbles, clutches] [despite the 💢…] ugh im here in the wild ride and its not stopping

つ：I like the thought of Amane just being like ugh….humps while holding like this.

あ：mindless continuation… i do like the energy of it

つ：eventually moves to a desk

あ：it is time to just get incoherent and be repeating names back and forth. haunt these halls i actually love how excessive it could be like entering the wee hours… the lighting in the room changing

つ：all the hours passing…. ah i love the idea, too. especially if like. at the time the school morning bell goes off its like KLFSJ;FKLS;JFSKDL;FJSKFL;FJSDKLF; for both of them

あ：we cant be like poltergeists fuckign in the classroom LFJKDKDK the bell goes off in the middle of the most like mindless activity like they're in the middle of necking

つ：devolving into repeating eachother's names in this position is sweet… reminiscing internally….

yes lolll like you're both in the throes of just relishing it and languidly touching, past the point of talking finally (amane RELIEVED)

and its like HIYEEEP . shit. SHIT but… drags tsukasa to his bathroom… sigh…. it doesn't… feel right to.. just separate to be like ok thats a wrap. go to your dungeon lets go.. hang out in my stall

あ：tsukasa starts holding your hand while you float there and its like. okay. this would be the funniest moment for nene to see them for 1 second but like they dont notice

つ：regression baby

あ：like down the hall

つ：like as they are absconding down the hall, she's in the distance like-- oh hana… ?k.. tsukasa….? d. do they. just hang out when i'm not around. what holding… hands??

あ：

what the h*ck!

つ：time to rush to the bathroom as soon as she's able to do so

あ：this is like the 4koma like. nene is like i NEED to understand and you hear sounds of fucking in that stall obviously

つ：and its like …………………………………………………………………………. i should respect them goes… back to class didn't know it was like that. .

あ：the way she has no perspetive and its like. i guess. this makes sense Hanako-kun jumps my bones sometimes alone so i.

つ：does not write any notes in class. yes. its like. well-- ok. i guess i just incidentally havent,, ran into it before it must simply go both ways … they do have all night…. they dont have to sleep, either

………………….maybe i dont need to pity tsukasa-kun so much in fact…..?? [thinks about if tsukasa just gets railed all night] is that why he's like that… so calm and content do i just get the daylight hours? what if its super fair actually godbless them….

あ：So Hanako-kun is just… idk… coy…. or something

つ：sf funny bc i feel like amane still humping tsukasa in the stall is just fully in his mindbroken state like uhgmgngmhhn i dont care if yashiro shows up actually fuck it ffffuck it all fuck it idc i'll do this until she comes here i'lfkd jsut kkeep doing wahtever I WANT TO DO I'M NOT HIDING THIS I'M NOT I WANT T [yashiro politely opens the general bathroom door, hears the noises behind a stall, leaves] none of these gd kids can hear me anyway FUCK IT1!!!!!

あ：Losing my fucking mind… I'll just be like that's right YOU SEE THIS? this is what I am this is what I feel, it's like THIS.

つ：YASHIRO CAN FIND US LIKE THIS I DONT CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I WON'T EXPLAIN ANYTHING ITS BEEN GOING ON FOR HOURS BUT YOU KNOW WHAT I'M NOT DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WASTED TOO MUCH TIME TALKING I'M DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! IG'M GTTA KEEP HIS MOUTH BUSY

あ：Lost too much mana taking psychic damage while being gay and vulnerable and shit Now its just like UGHHH let me come 100 times to get over it

つ：it's all loaded in finally as the anger i am familiar with agaim. got all tender there. hurt. i need to think with my cock again. for hours

あ：AND SAY MY NAME! SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME. SAY MY NAME.

つ：its way too funny. it's so . incriminating. gkfl;gjkldf;kdhjklg;f its like . oh

あ：Exactly one thing could be happening in there

つ：tsukasa wailing AMANE, AMANE AMAAANEEEE AMANEEE AMANE. alternately clearly muffled by cock name its all like. a-ah….

あ：It's like you hear him calling Amane before being cut off by obviously being choked wjdgfd

つ：WHAM SLAM

あ：[hears them down the hall]

つ：k;dfjk;f its too funny. its like good thing akane has those glasses that make him a normal guy

sf funny bc idk when it comes time for like. lunch. amane would like stop. he'd be like ok but for real… yashiro is about to be available soon.

あ：rips you off of me like youre a leech

つ：recovers. does some stretches.

あ：You need to stop being my large boiling flask

つ：tsukasa flopped over a toilet im envisioning the facedown tsukasa in water

あ：Soo decimated

つ：finally wore out your dog

あ：It's like as much vitality as he is capable of, his little pea shouldnt vibrate that much for hours straight It's like a chip heating up in your brain going to cook it

つ：yes. he's simply had every thought too hard for too many hours. rattled excessively

あ：You need to go back to chewing on shoelaces or something

つ：the most energetic kid can't be like riding the same roller coaster for 8 hours

yashiro approaches the hallway… tentatively. asks kou to please not join her today. he's like …………………ok ….. she listens. no… noises

amane is picking his teeth when yashiro shows up up against a wall… like hiiiiii. [lord shen] …………hey. continues walking on in. sees open stall door. looks inside. sees tsukasa flopped unmoving like a corpse

あ：the most like how's class. [shuffling a deck]

whenever hanako is like this

つ："ah… its fine. Is Tsukasa-kun okay."

あ：It's sadly not reassuring for Hanako to be like "Huh. Oh………. yeah, he's fine."

つ：tsukasa lifts his arm shakily to do a peace sign at Nene descends it back down……….. "……….its nice to see you, Tsukasa-kun….. "

hanako-kun's libido…. is kind of scary to think about I-I guess he's… simply a supernatural…… and that's that…..

あ：That's right sweetie……….. In a way maybe Hanako is almost hoping this would be like -- and let that be a lesson to you all You freaks who ask me to just let loose

つ：think. about things. for once.

あ：think it through. I would run you all ragged

つ：all day Tsukasa will simply be like aahhmmm fantasies have opened up to me. i can think about any Amane and doing anything. limitless power

spacing out. unable to have conversations. makes nene feel kind of. scared. like… r-really… even tsukasa-kun can. wind up like. this. what did. they do

"ah, Tsukasa-kun… you seem out of it today. what are you thinking about?" soft pause. "Amane." "ah………………………I see….!"

あ：he has been further lobotomized there's not much left factually, all that is in tsukasa's brain after everything is indeed Amane.

I'm with him in the library under a table I'm with him at a restaurant we went to once . being pulled into the bathroom I can smell the food he ate

つ：takoyaki upon his breath……… candied apple,

あ：tsukasa mental state trapped , in like, i must be good…. ahhjnnmgmm

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💮つ："Amane….." ah… playing with fire. "I wonder……… do you like some things…… being just between us?"

"I'd love to share everything with Nene-chan… she's a good girl. I think she deserves it….."

"….. but maybe it's a little hard to think about giving up?" "you were so resolute…. back then…"

あ：Thinking more.. I enjoyed where the more hesitant and meandering response went, it was fun… a pitiful Amane just feels in-line with how shutdown heems gets when faced with such a thing, I really think the sheer weight of emotions tied to Tsukasa/history leads to this completely arrested response

however…! i think it'd be fun to try and push it more, though, into something more forceful? decisive? but the result would be more chaotic as a result, haphazard, almost incoherent i think. like…boiling over…

つ：i'd be interested in a fork that is triggered in a different way yiss hmmm…

あ：A different heaviness… instead of feeling pinned in place by it oppressively, it's like [pops] … like something exploding in a hydraulic press

つ：ohhh EXCLUSIVE. IT HAS TO BE!!

あ：But I do think a part of Amane feels something along the lines of. UGHH PLEASE JUST LET ME BE INSANE AND SAY THE INSANE THINGS!! THE EVIL THINGS… I'M EVIL!!!!!!!!!!! like.. god… [rips out of him] YES

つ：THE ONE PLACE I CAN BE INSANE AND EVIL

あ：stoked by being reminded of how resolute he was-- like, yes, it's true. I was… it was…. my choice, and I loved making it, it was meant to stay between us. What I did… It was never intended to be about anything but, us. you and me.

Remembering what it felt like to be Amane then… the delirium, the confidence in his choice. I was never going to back out from it. It didn't matter if no one in the entire world understood-!

And, they never could… of course they couldn't… It's so difficult, it's like, Hanako in the present day remembers what it felt like to be Amane and think: I'll never regret it. Any of it… I'm staying here forever

つ：ah its so… mmmm❤️

あ：getting guttural… like… I can't give it up… I won't give it up I don't want to I was never GOING TO!

Hands were at Tsukasa's throat when being asked this… instead of going slack, just tighten… the protective, avoidant response is to hide, but if letting loose, the impulse is almost the opposite you know -- instead of running from being observed, desiring to look right into eyes… Like ohh look at me when I am talking to you like this

つ：you know what you're getting into asking something like that…

あ：It's almost like…… so , you want to hear it. You want me to just say it?

つ：ah would love Amane to be like. sigh. pulls out knife. Okay.

あ：If we are doing this

つ：if we're really going to talk about things she can't be around for.

あ：Mnnn yeah…. that which is forbidden…

Here we are again… though ah, isn't it crazy, by now Amane has become so familiar with this knife, it is his go-to weapon, he's like, proficient and confident wielding it now. it feels so ostentatious, where you are at with it, compared to sweaty shaking 13 year old self of the past adrenaline coursing to have picked up that knife the first time, now it's just a part of you

つ：it really is something he's flippant with. more easygoing with it in his hand than ever. kindof like… rolls eyes…. aouhhh am i gonna do it…. yeah, I am

あ：out here fiddling with it…

つ：an interesting gesture… would be to do a rough, quick cut, but only to cut tsukasa's shirt. just a slit over the heart-area…. not deep. he's good at precision with it, now

he really brandishes it so confidently while just swinging at kou. he knows when he will or won't make a cut with it.

あ：playful even lol like have at thee. knows what he is doing indeed. doesn't even have to think about it

Mm…. to immediately palm at the cut, fingers pressed to… in the past, there couldn't be such indulgence. Something like this… you couldn't stop to admire the handiwork

つ：a mood for. mmm fine. let's make it all exclusive stuff. the theme of this, then. I won't do the thhings we all …….share

for Tsukasa… I think he's just quiet. Happy to have set something off…. watching this response…. and drinking in the meaning of it. The air is different….. this atmosphere doesn't exist anywhere else.

its surprising, that Amane ISN'T shutting down… you could think of it as a dozen more plausible timelines he shuts down, and this one where some other muscle twitches and switches the track to this sort of thing. a risk…. a risky thing was said! but ahhh, it was…. a good decision

あ：mnn yeah I think about it like, high percentage of shut down and bowing out. but the right sequence was hit this time somehow, in some way, loosens something. And, it's just so relieving, almost, to lean into this, for once, the gravel and snow for decades has leant to this result. like ohh but i want it. i do. thats the problem . the problem always is that i want it.

becoming more sure with every gesture. This… is the specialness, the exclusivity. Declaring it out loud, speaking slowly, at length. "It has to be you."

"That's how this works, with us."

Ah, for once, Amane like very willingly putting himself back in the position, of being saddled atop Tsukasa. hand down, palm flat against sternum, heavily

But I like the thought of, like, there's more flourishes to it, things are a bit altered by everything… Capable of languid touches, capable of reaching back and walking hands along, clutch hip, paw at thigh.. interesting new flavors

つ：ah… breath quickened. very enchanted… capable of appreciating, how being with Nene has unspooled Amane a bit further. So tense and so barely on the edge of his indulgence, before….. this familiarity with his own body, ah, Amane never had it….. his weight is so decisive. It's a serene moment to feel grateful that…. he's still here, even if there's alterations… those alterations just apply to that which was true, before… ahhh…❤️ strokes wrist holding the knife….. tentatively reaches up and paws at the slit in his shirt….tilting head affectionately.

あ：Feels gooood to be Tsukasa… And rightfully so.

but, it feels good to be Amane, I think. Just in a terrifying way. I think it's so intense it's like, genuinely hard to keep things straight, reality. Maybe spending so much time focusing on being 'Hanako' has made him a bit vulnerable as 'Amane'. Want the brain to feel so sick and hot you almost feel like your body is alive, internal heat rippling. Soo scary. Even while this far into things, I do think there's a reflexive fear, have hackles instinctively raising to be here. It's like, ahhh danger… We've spent so long avoiding this man… Starting to get twitchy. But, continuing.

[dragging tip of knife down Tsukasa's chest, skirting against stomach slowly] [switch to gripping tightly, making quick slash that traces rib] A longer cut, tearing through kimono and button up. Something to really dart hands through the tears and finger the cut, pressing between the seams of flesh. I wonder if seeing the white fabric of button up mottle and soak red would also be like ssssahhh like the summer uniform… so simply evoked

Fingers getting bloody.. having the impulse to smear it across his own face grasping own neck

つ：the fabric sticking to his body once it's seeping…. !! Nostalgic!! Ah, it's even warm-- tilting head back to gaze out the windows…. it's a warm night, isn't it? everyone's been in their summer uniforms… Amane would be, too.

Ah, Amane is doing so many new things….. I should, too! Reaches forward, to grab the knife….. hand over Amane's on the handle. Brings it to his mouth, to lick it… along the flat of the metal, and over the top ridge. There's not a real heat or flavor… but from nothing but nostalgia, he tastes it at the back of his throat… the memory of how the blood began filling his chest cavity entirely… how it crawled up his neck and poured into his mouth. ahhhh… he can't feel that again. no lungs to puncture and fill with blood… no heart to flood the cavities… but…❤️

thinking though of licking the knife ah, spurring Amane to…. on a pure impulse, just cut through his cheek-- and maybe regret it, actually. stomach turning…. actually extend tsukasa's mouth, tear the side open. then feel, sick. it being a quick, rapid, impulsive move is the triggering part. and tsukasa's response IS to quickly curl inward and grab his face. A-AHHH

the knife is itself a sort of supernatural tool…. like Teru's blade and such, it can interface with things authentically, I think.

some whining and whimpering from Tsukasa, feeling blood collect in his palms, slip through his fingers…. the pain is real. hurts to smile

あ：I like something so dramatic, it's just like-- we're inviting harm, here. 

I think in a normal circumstance Amane would feel something along the lines of UGH I TOLD YOU-- THIS IS WHY-- etc. but there's a different protocol running, we're not being fussy rn-- that wasn't the tenor of the murder. It was intimate. Just rushing forward, overlaying hands on Tsukasa's and cupping his face. Shushing, shhh shhh.... Stroke, pet, rub face against. Repeating, gently, "Tsukasa, Tsukasa, Tsukasa..." shh shhhh... 

"You're good, you're doing good." inhales deeply. Can feel iron tinging his nostrils, like blood is everywhere, in the air. Licks roof of own mouth, swallows. Tinny taste to the air. "You're doing what I need-- you love that, you love to be what I need." 

Hurriedly moving, on impulse, not quite thinking anything through, just seeming rather. Frazzled, crazy. Peeling off gakuran jacket, left in just his white button up, taking off his hat. Taking off Tsukasa's hat. Running fingers through hair. 

"Look at me. Just keep looking, okay?"

つ：hypnotism.... eyes glaze and unglaze, glassy, pupils trying to retain capacity, feeling like Amane is speaking underwater and he wants to come up for air.... ahhhss. so nic.e... Amane is nice... Amane is nice to you. He talks to gentle.... he is so sweet. His petting hands, his kind voice, always leading this foolish idiot around.... need to be lead around. Don't know what to do with himself otherwise. Lead carefully by the song of Amane's voice..... Finally, finds his pupils in the haze. Those eyes... more elegant, than his own. Looking in the mirror never produced Amane... wrong, the eyes all wrong.... that somewhat-darker gaze of his, shadows of his lids, that, softer look.... 

"Ohkg, ghay,Ohkay. Amahhnne. Ahmma  ne....!" claps a wrist loosely-- he's feeling weak-- placebo effect, immersion, or can the knife do that?-- On exhales, feeling air slightly ruffle the opened skin of his cheek, like a curtain on a vague breeze... still streams blood. "I-Li'kghh lookg, loogking, lookkging at you..... I liegke you." combating blood around tongue and the cut preventing a good seal on pronunciation.

あ：Winces, but expression softens, like, ah... The affection Tsukasa could feel, even in a situation like this. It almost felt... no, it was exploitative, to tell him what to do, knowing he would listen; he was malleable and easily worked into a direction. You could just tell him, 'you love this' and because it was coming from Amane, it would be the truth. Tell him, 'you're okay' and he is. A pitiful creature, in that way, always was and has been.

"That's right," Amane breathes out, almost a hum, voice vibrating a bit. Affirming.... "You like me." Pets hair more, brushes hair out of Tsukasa's eyes, rubbing the skin around them, tracing the bone of the eye socket. "Just focus on that. Focus on me." 

Takes a deep breath and tries to collect himself... Rubs the accumulating sweat on his cheeks, brow. The air feels so humid, sticky and wet along the skin. So different from blood, the way it clings, seals over skin, the thicker consistency slowly dripping down. He could feel it drying against his own lip. Staining his hands.... The deep, vivid red, eating away all the white of their clothes. He reaches down and shoves the heel of his palm against the cut across Tsukasa's chest, over his heart. He pulls it away and holds his palm out for Tsukasa to see, an inch away from his face.

"It's pretty," he breathes, a long unspoken thought. It always felt too sick, or too pointless to say, an emotion someone could never feel, or maybe so mundane he might as well be commenting on the color of the sky. But Tsukasa took well to Amane explaining the most basic facts, if he put a certain tone to his words, instructional in nature. "Isn't it pretty? ... and special, to see so much. Like this." Opening, closing palm.

"... nice to see again. It was... so much, last time. All... everywhere, seeping into the-- the flohr." Slurring, swallowing, palms slapping clumsily around the floor around Tsukasa -- dragging against the floorboards, outlining his body.

"Haha." the grain, the tooth of the wooden floorboards... "Hahah..."

natsukashii.... under breaf

つ：watching avidly, as close as he possibly can. Pretty....? What a word....! A word you may use for... a nice kimono's print, or, a girl.... for blood. What a kindness.... this messiness, ah, messiness is pretty, isn't it? Amane looked best smeared and soaked like this, licking his lips. So nice. It's true that whatever Amane says, like this, he'll agree to. There's no consideration of otherwise. If he hadn't thought of something before himself, he was just too stupid to.

Ah.... the floor.... it was so much last time, it felt like laying in a stream which pours thinly between the rocks.... 

A concurring natsukashii.... echoed in a pleasant tone, only frayed a bit by the compromised mouth. 

"Prid-tee..." a large, labored exhale. "AAhhmmaneeee... Iyy, likge whadt's juhs for mmmme...." pawing at his white shirt, watching his fingers leave marks and prints all over it. streaming a finger down, making a line, mindlessly scrawling like a child fingerpainting. His mouth is held agape... it has to be.... a small laugh.... a small whine? He moves to stroke his own cheek--the seal marking it-- with one hand-- and the other clutches his chest, as he faintly moves to-and-fro like a fish swimming in water. Seems..... intoxicated. Curls his palm up against his cheek, then pushes it up to his head, looking... overwhelmed. Painfully, his mouth tightens, and hisses as a result. Palm in his shirt seizes the fabric and shakes it about in his grip. Some strained weird sounds... nnngh, hhnn, mnnnnhnn, nnnnn, and his shoes shuffling around on the floor. So much... too much. Overstimulated. Boiling over.

あ："That's right." It hurts like a confession, despite the sureness of his own reply. Rattling around in the chest, knocking against everything, bruising every organ. "I do." 

The kicking, squirming, is drank in attentively, eyes lidded while combing over the body. Appreciation for the form, the expression of struggle. The sight, the sound, it was pretty. Amane bastes in his own proposal. The sense of purpose granted by this all...  It was happening, that sort of-- bizarre, inappropriate, yet divine sense that he was doing something kind, charitable, necessary. Imbuing Tsukasa with purpose. Even the whines were testament; Tsukasa's voice was suited to pleading, more eager to hit high, keening notes, he didn't struggle or hold back. Unlike himself, which often felt his throat stubbornly sealing, shutting, refusing noise, only letting it pass in the form of a groan, something unpleasant and low.

"What's just for you..." he repeats under his breath... before dropping closer, grasping Tsukasa's face decisively and granting access to the cut on his cheek. Forcing himself to interface with it instead of running away, and submitting to an urge, Amane laps his tongue against it. It isn't graceful, it can't be by the very nature of it, yet it feels as though it goes by in a lovely, smooth way. His fingers keep Tsukasa's mouth pried open by hooking against his teeth. His tongue skims his canines as he does. Pulling away, Amane speaks right against Tsukasa's mouth, hardly moving from being flush against. "I do, like it, I." breath heaves. "I- lllllovvvve it." ... a word that only seems to strum out of him in moments like this, this warped. But it felt the most sincere like this too.

つ：kicking is the first response, pattering along the floor, rapid-fire as he was furiously burying any sort of fleeing response to the invasive attention to his mouth, channeling all energy there. And then more haphazardly, dancing one-foot-after-the-other like piano-keys compressing playfully, a squeezed note escapes his throat. Feels like a canister of air pops in Tsukasa's brain. Childishly, like a kid begging to be pushed on a swing more, Tsukasa chants through all obstruction. "ahg-gah-- Ahg-gem! AM--mmohrre! aAmmah-eh! AGAIh--AGAIIHH-UNN" kick-kick, wiggle, sway, like an eel under a palm. Giggling.

あ：A very palpable shudder goes throughout Amane, buzzing. Feels tazed, prodded  to respond-- holds Tsukasa firmer, by the jaw, before dipping down again. Tongues more decisively, presses pointedly at the edge of the cut, bows the skin there. Presses against it from the outside, against cheek skin, then dips inward, the wet tissue of inner mouth. The difference in the textures noted... His hips shimmy -- he's excited, too, he's. Horny. It stings, between his legs, he's wary of resting his pelvis on Tsukasa unconsciously. But is too enraptured in prying the wound with his own fingers, digging the pad of his finger against it, fluidly transitioning into rubbing gums and tracing teeth. Invasive!! Strange, strange touches.

It's not directed or sensual. Feels more like an examination

Obsessing over textures...

つ：feeling examined is goooooooooooooooood ❤️ he really wants to loook touch aahhhhhh ❤️ kick, kick wiggle kick..... feels so good to bbbeee, under the microscope, Amane's attentive gaze... he can look into the sky and point out the tiniest specks by name. Like this.... pressed under him, touches all so particular... Tsukasa could believe that Amane didn't need the moon and stars. Really. That it wasn't just something he said. There wasn't a sensation of envy for Nene-- but-- for the telescope... there, was, something. This object Amane could fiddle with in his fingers, look into for hours.... tweak, tilt, clean, keep pristine, hold always carefully. Ah... there was maybe some reason to feel it, then. There wasn't any competing with the promise of the entire sky... endless... sprawling.... something that impressive, thats what it took to captivate Amane... stars..... galaxies... where, ah... he thought he wanted to escape to. 

Whining, whimpering. Tsukasa perhaps... has just a few things, difficult to think about. Memories of a sense... of being a burden, dragging Amane down to the Earth, where he'd look away from everything. That blink of time. But luckily... he's only remembering now, as it's disproven, just as it was, then. Amane's watchful gaze... fingers and tongue, navigating him every bit as carefully as the knobs on his telescope.

he never looked this excited.... not in the same way, over any light in the sky. Gave him butterflies..... it was so kind of Amane, to look down at him, when he could always look up. He was meant to look up. 

Mmm... he tears up. "Ah-mahnne, Amanne, Ah, Aha, Ahmane...." muttering around his ministrations. So nice. So nice to be studied. Soooo nice.

あ："Tsuukasa..." gentle, easy reply, it's getting easier to inhabit the moment and let things out freely. The urge to be playful even rises up, "Tsu, tsuuuu... ka-sa." Nearly singsongy for a moment. Ah, feels, embarrassed, but not the right degree maybe, it makes him fluster and laugh, like he's just being childish-- not like he's, bent over the bleeding body of his younger brother. "Have you ever thought about..." rambling tone, reaching around mindlessly for his knife, which he had set down a moment ago-- at first tapping the ground, wrapping fingers around the handle. "... how your name, sounds like the word for 'the moon'... The tsuu sound, it's fun to say. Tsss...uu. But, the ka-sa is softer than ki... It trails off." Speaking lovingly, while tilting Tsukasa's head back, and using his middle and index finger to push open his mouth, widely. Dipping in and holding Tsukasa's tongue, firmly, pulling it out. "It suits you. The softer sounds." 

Clutching his knife, he carefully touches the tip of the blade onto the center of Tsukasa's tongue. The dull curve of it bumps against his front teeth, pushed by the full shape of the knife. Amane lingers and observes the pooling drool sliding down his fingers, spilling past Tsukasa's lips. It's a decisive, controlled cut, down the center to the tip of his tongue. He immediately releases his knife in a clatter, hands flying to clutch either side of Tsukasa's face, shoving his tongue fully into his mouth. Sucks, pulls the blood into his mouth and swallows. 

Antsy hips sink, resting finally against Tsukasa's body. His legs straddle him firmly.

つ：impossible-- IMPOSSIBLE how Amane was!!! Ah!! He could do everything!! The, enrapturing-- comparison-- his name to the MOON!-- so enrapturing, he can't deduce whatever Amane is doing, whatever he's leading up to. Swirling in his head are leetle stars. Aaahhh, so kind....! He's moved this way and that. Tongue drying against his fingers. So nice... so nice. Kind, Amane.. thinking kindly. So smart, thinking so smartly, thinking of so many things.... ! Thinking of things, and me..... 

The cut is sudden, and he's not prepared for it... his body seizes, fingers gnarl, knees raise, stomach tenses, but he's held in place by the head like a horse in a halter. Everything moves and for a second, the flee response has no time to be clamped-- clumsily, dumbly, his palms smack against the floor, splashing flecks of red. First inward, than outward, his spine curves, and Amane follows him every direction, dipping lower and pulling higher, latched. His tongue slides into the cut like soft sashimi, the muscle is weak and limp against all of his activity.

He could do things... just like this. Just like this... combine, things. Conceptualize combining things. This message! A special message! The nicest words, the most interested motions--!! All to say something, and, Tsukasa would listen!! He would listen to every note of it! Like this-- talking like this-- he missed it... so much. Amane could talk like nobody else....  just like this.

あ：A moment to just appreciate the scene... it's like everything really is blending together, past and present... but in a fluid way, like, as if their past selves are inventing kissing, in a strange way. blood pooling in their mouths... tonguing the wound obsessively.. swallowing between each other... Amane hiccups, huffs laughter dryly. It ffffffffffffeeeelslslsss goood....Manic emotions. grabbing Tsukasa by the shoulders and swaying side to side, jostling him along with him, hmm, haaa, rolls them onto their sides. Bites tongue..

it's just like aghh.. i feel good... I FEELLL good ifeel good.. [stupidly] i like feeling good hahahhaaaaa what the fuck... I feel like i could almost forget why it's terrible

Oh to pretend...

What if I just got really good at lying to myself...

つ：tsukasa has this power. just live in the moment for a biit… forgetting everything else. i like the manic atmosphere… with a Tsukasa more like, ah, reactive to the pain-- more flinching and twitching and grasping at shirt, while Amane is very loose and limber and flopped… Tsukasa relaxes intermittently, but Amane throws curve balls whenever he pleases

a real like ahhhh❤️❤️ starts to slack IS BITTEN FKDLSJFKL aAAA ssslacks again mmmm ❤️ kismsmmm..

あ：playing. playful. it's like at their peak mutual craziness it can be like hehehhug..h ahhg…. They are both playful boys

つ：kicky our legs around togever

あ：To be filled with so much whimsy… it's kind of like being reunited for real

Chasing urges as they come-- just getting more excited as they manifest like. ahhh amane flipping, straddling Tsukasa's stomach and facing his legs, hiking past hakama and getting to thighs and making cuts along those, and then mouthing, biting those. it's like mghj… while i'm here… keep having thoughts, new thoughts! excitingly new… i've never had these before

つ：HIYAAAAAAAA!!!! hachi-machi

あ：It's even fun if Tsukasa bucks and twists, it's like… wrestling down an alligator or soemthing lol like REALLY grinds weight down and holds in place [psycho murderer thoughts] thats right… struggle

つ：the legs are a tricky one… they do wanna be kicky expressively. its like eeheheehee

あ：gets knee smashed in face lol

つ：WAUGH. also for a moment: aouh blood on my hakama….. like woh! dirty too… wow its all dirty

あ：getting so dirty

つ：mm a nice scene, blood on his knee and smeared over Tsukasa….. take a moment to stand up and look at it and it is. a horrifying spectacle

really looks like a crime. Don't think they could call this a shinjuu, investigating the scene. if it were one. they'd just call it some sort of homicide.

あ：something funny about amane getting like a nosebleed or something for a second from tsukasa compulsively excitedly kicking like lol those sort of scuffs one gets from a struggling body. lool……….. oh me too laughs crawls to tsukasa's face

つ：being like O.O briefly when contacting hard enough to give him a nosebleed. back of hands to mouth awooop…..

あ：amane in that kind of reprehensible whore body language way he gets. [points to self, eyes squinting] lick [barks] do that freak shit you do [says this guy.]

つ：ahhgmmm awwwooooofof!!!! crawls up. skitters palms around on wet floor trying to upright. hands and knees licking nose blood

a nice reduced tsukasa just eating it on the floor for a second. make amane go 'awe' he is like that.

あ：tilts head while smiling with eyes leering mmmmmmh. my stupid… hey dummy youre just a dummy demon arent you

つ：its cute to think of Amane like… just ambiently hard the whole time, but not in a way even tsukasa particularly notices or keeps in mind, or he acts on…. this is our weird time. I wish we had any intel on how like. healing works for the spooks…. we just. don't know. amane gets so fucked up by teru on the train but is-- fine? when dealing with nene? right after?

あ：in my mind it is true to reality (amane was ambiently hard during the murder) just something happening

i wonder if its a matter of damage being sustained like continuous damage… tsukasa's cheek cut stops bleeding fairly quick in hell of mirors and seems minimal

つ：i like to think tomorrow amane will be like extra patient and chill and serene with nene to a scary degree. exfoliated

あ：lmaoo… seems like zen

つ：-is a better boyfriend than usual-

あ：He's just playful and open seeming

つ：the be a better boy initiative VS be a badder brother initiative

あ：the toukan koukan. of it all If I just unleash my demons i can be goodddd….

I keep thinking, like. its somehow so pleasant to think about hanako being verrry ambiently hard and a litlte bit like drip. drip… but like neither of them is very conscious of it this rly isl ike. my ideal pervert HC of what occurred during shinjuu. that tsukasa and hanako are just like idk we feel good rn so funny to think about hanako having normal sex later

つ：feeling soooo good no need to draw attention to it.

あ：alive sex with my alive gf

つ：just normal sex.

nene is like hanako-kun is in such a good mood today….. tsukasa is like. quiet ? just seems not so rowdy but not sad just like. looking around pleasantly. in hims own head does not interrupt your sex he's just like much to think about.

あ：fingers steepled it's like tsukasa cannot think much about normal sex like this [licking inside of cheek wall] It's just nice to smell cock and pussy in the air [sits amidst it]

つ：that is his whole day. rubs. shirt. rubs hakama.

あ：he's trying very hard to memorize things amane said. doooon't forget.

つ：at any moment just sortof mouthing tsssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….. ki. Tsuuuu-ki. Tsuuuuuu… kasa. Tsuuuuuuu… ki… Tsuuu…

nene is like ah…. tsukasa-kun is very preoccupied. but he looks ? tranquil… so

あ：it's just interesting to see… make sure to like, sit with him, and chat a littel later. but i do think it's like there is a haze about him. he doesn't have much language. in his head [the kanji for moon and his name floating around]

つ：oh its like. [nene asks him what he's thinking about today] [long, long pause, so long she doesnt know ifshe should repeat herself] tsu-ki. and tsu-kasa. sound a bit similar if you think about it

………………………….. uh huh

あ：…. I suppose so!

つ：blinking like alien amane told me that.

! oh? I see….!

あ：A-aw….. that's… so sweet….!

つ：un.

あ：[knows vaguely amane is. kinda weird? about the moon??? its liek her brain flashes her his PP moon pin and then the lunar rock yorishiro memory] [doesnt. know what to think about this besides: he … lieks it]

he likes the moon i know this well………………… it seems the boys had some sort of… pleasant conversation

and like. well.

つ：hanako threw him a bone it seems…. thats nice…. is that why… HE feels good………? detective in a lazy way i guess they chatted…. good

あ：feeling ah, like he did a good deed or something… well thats ok, as long as they both feel good [somehow nene having some sort of. woke thought]

#22 #ghosties #i #+

[redhatmeg]

Someone liked and reblogged two of my posts mentioning Yasopp, so it's "Meg talks about her old fanfics" time!

Specifically, I want to tell you about how I imagined the relationship between Usopp and Yasopp in my Grand Redhaired Shanks fanfiction. As I said earlier, it was a continuation of a different fanfic where Red Hair Pirates, Zeff, Nojiko, Iceburg and Kureha were meeting with Straw Hats and see how they were. But Shanks didn't want to meet with Luffy (even though he really wanted to), before he learned what man he grew up to be, specifically - how Straw Hat's own crew was seeing their captain. Therefore he told Beckman (who was going to talk with Brook and Zoro), Zeff, Nojiko, Kureha and, of course, Yasopp to ask the Straw Hats about Luffy and record the answers.

Long story short, Yasopp was nervous about meeting his son, for obvious reasons... but also because he was worried Usopp might be Sogeking and Yasopp had an ambition to become great sniper (which episode with Daddy Masterson established). Usopp is, of course, overjoiyed with seeing his dad again after such long period of time, since he glorifies him to some extend and see him as the brave warrior of the sea he would like to become... but Yasopp himself is ashamed of himself and even expects a well-deserved punch. Yasopp is sad because he missed the important moments in Usopp's life, but now they have some time to talk things out. Usopp even asks his father for advice.

There are even two flashbacks involved - one where Yasopp learns he will become a father, and another where baby Usopp proudly shows his dad a jolly roger he made.

Later, when Shanks listened to all the recordings and he and Luffy meet, there is a party... but Red Hair points out that baby Straw Hat said he will gather a crew that is better than Rad Hair Pirates, and Shanks prepares some challenges between his crew and most of Straw Hats. One of said challenges is between Usopp and Yasopp - Luffy will throw apples as high as possible and both shooters have to shoot them straight to the drupels. While Yasopp's sharpooting skills are impressive, his son manages to hit both droples with two punchinkos. This is enough for Yasopp to know that Usopp is Sogeking, but the man is too proud of his offspring to care.

(Side note: Later there is a moment when Luffy has to arm wrestle Shanks and doesn't want it because he still feels guilty about Red Hair's lost arm. Zoro proposes a way to make the challenge more fair: he ties Luffy's left arm to his back. When Luffy says: "I don't want to do that, can't you understand it?", Zoro points out: "And do you think that Usopp wanted to dule with his own father?")

Fastforward to my epic Redhaired Shanks fanfiction...

Garp and Shanks get stranded on an island where men of Monkey D. Clan trained survival skills in their youths, but it so happens that they're not alone - Blackbaird and his pirates (the ones Straw Hats met back in Jaya) are there too. So when Beckman, Yasopp, Buggy (who was with them since the last Roger Pirates Reunion Arc) and Kureha land on the island and start to look for the castaways, they have to fight with Blackbeard's men.

Yasopp gets Van Augur as his oppontent, and the Blackbeard's sniper is mostly shooting from an unknown place. So Yasopp mostly hides behind trees, looking for a way to locate him. He even wears sniper goggles his son recommended to him... and it actually saves his life, because the glass in one of the goggles stopped Van Agur's bullet. But the bad news is that the glass got to Yasopp's eye and he might lose it. The prospect of losing an eye, brings Yasopp on the verge of panic attack... but then he remembers Usopp and even has the vision of his son that tells him to get the fucking grip and make Augur his bitch. Long story short, it's enough for Yasopp to get back his resolve and win.

Many people told me afterwords that of all the fights with Blackbeard Pirates this one was the most climating, maybe sans the grand showdown between Shanks and Teach.

After that Yasopp loses the eye and for the rest of the fic he doesn't have much to do - the plot focuses mostly on Shanks and his interactions with various canon characters, but Yasopp himself becomes part of the background most of the time. Frankly, he and Beckman were the only Red Haired Pirates I knew by name, so he was also one of the characters Shanks talked the most when I wanted for his crew to do or react to something. I also made a point of mentioning that Yasopp was never going to the brothels because he wanted to remain faithful to his wife...

But in a series of Little Red Riding Hood parodies told by various One Piece characters, I presented him as the most naughty and prone to inappropirate jokes. To this day, I don't know why him. I suppose that back then I thought that I can't be funny without rouchy humor and he seemed like the guy who would be prone to it the most.

Anyway, the original epic Redhaired Shanks fanfiction and the fic about grand Red Hair and Straw Hat Pirates Reunion that preceeded it had some errors in regards to characters. Now I would probably write some of things differently (my friends who read it, know that I made assholes out of Whitebeard, Zeff, Iceburg and probably couple of other guys). As for Yasopp... I wouldn't probably change much, but I would develop his relationship with Usopp a little.

#one piece #redhatmeg muses #yasopp #usopp #red haired shanks

[kaizokuwritings]

Meli, congrats on your follower count, that's so exciting! For the event, could I request Established Relationship with...Iceburg, Vista, or Bon Clay?

hey ! thank you for your request! it did me a lot of good to write it, especially after a particularly hard day... i hope you like it <3

vista + established relationship

( fluff, a little suggestive ) ( fem!reader ) (0.5K)

Your eyes slowly got used to the darkness of the cabin you were in. Your mouth was dry and your stomach was crying out, as if you hadn't eaten for days. Your head was resting on the chest of your companion, whose breathing was rocking you.

You knew he was awake, Vista never needed many hours of sleep and he liked to lie next to you, thinking and relaxing while you slept. You didn't look up right away, trying to enjoy the warmth of both of your bodies again, but mostly because you were tired.

You felt a little bad about missing dinner last night, but let's just say you were busy having a good time with Vista. It was those stolen moments, cut off from time and the world, that you loved more than anything. It was just you and him, and only your love and pleasure mattered.

But soon, the emptiness in your stomach seemed to be growing and you decided to raise your head and look into Vista's awake eyes. He smiled at you instantly and placed a kiss on your skull. “Is everything okay?” His deep voice came to break the silence of the night, and your brain seemed to lose more and more space to the demand of your stomach.

“Yes I'm fine, I'm just hungry...” Vista's smile changed dramatically. A smirk, absolutely not innocent, appeared on his lips. “Again? After everything we did tonight ?”. His mocking voice caused him to receive a light tap on his chest. “No, you fool! I'm not talking about that hunger there! I'm hungry for food! I remind you that we haven't eaten since almost morning.”

Vista continued to laugh softly at the flush that colored your cheeks, but eventually got up slowly. “Are you hungry now?” You nodded. “If you want, I can go by myself, so you can stay— ”. But Vista cut you off with a kiss and whispered against you, “No, I'll go, I'm hungry too, and I can't sleep anyway.”

Then you both got up, stretching, as if it was already morning, while the moon was still shining in the starry sky. After dressing properly, you headed for the door, but Vista stopped you before opening the door. “I prefer to warn you (Name). It's going to be a journey fraught with obstacles and pitfalls.” He lowered his voice, as if he expected to be listened to, “I suspect Thatch will set traps at night in the kitchen, probably to keep Ace away, but it might still be triggered against us.”

You squinted, visualizing Thatch very well protecting the food supply and the kitchen from unwanted visitors. “Marco doesn't do anything?” Vista shook her head. “No, our dear pineapple cares about his food too.” You nodded, thoughtful. You had to be careful if you wanted to access good food, and that required a careful and calculated approach.

Fortunately, you and Vista had developed a sign language for communicating at a distance in the time you knew each other. After strategizing, Vista leaned in to kiss you one last time, letting his lips taste yours, and then opened the door to your cabin after counting to three. You went into the shadows of the corridor, like two thieves on the lookout for their future loot.

taglist : @gwedosuns + @lolli-ace + @issatheartist + @cherrykamado

#one piece writing #one piece x reader #one piece reader insert #meliwrites #one piece scenario #one piece imagine #op vista #vista one piece #vista of the flower swords #whitebeard pirates #whitebeard pirates writing #marco one piece #thatch one piece #ace one piece #tropes.event #vista x reader

[onepiecehcs]

(Hopefully this time i didn't misunderstand) So about those languages in One Piece Please share all your hcs because i, too, love the topic! And would love to read aboit it and discuss and share ideas and- (I mean. Only if you want to share them, of course. Sorry for barging in and bothering you tho ^^°)

Alright I checked my notes on this and remembered that I made language hc’s for the The Whole Gang. So this is essentially just me going on a tangent. Also, I didn’t go and make up some languages, this is taking the thought “what if stuff like French existed in the One Piece universe” and running with it.

Robin knows how to say “I apologize on behalf of my crew” in sixteen languages.

Luffys crew ends up picking up Portuguese, since he’s constantly forgetting words in English. None of them are completely fluent, but whenever Ace or Sabo swings on by for a visit they sometimes get lessons, since they’ve got the patience to sit down and teach it, unlike Luffy. (As Luffys brothers they of course speak it fluently.)

Both Ace and Sabo are multilingual.

- Sabo grew up with English and Portuguese, and because of his privileged education he has some French in that mix too. He’s not as good at it though, since he ran away from home very young.

- And since Ace is very dear to me we are politely ignoring that one time he got a burning fist through the tits, which means that the Wb crew are introduced to the Strawhats and Sabo.

- And boy is that a spectacle.

Law is German.

- He and Robin sometimes have lengthy discussions in the language, but it doesn’t get too wordy on Robins side since she’s much better at French and Italian.

- Her German skills get considerably better during the alliance.

Vivi teaches Nami Arabic, and Nami teaches her wife Swedish.

- Namis first language is swedish, but since she grew up traveling a lot she has trained away her accent. But she will probably slip back into it when stressed or mad.

- Luffy thinks it sounds hilarious. (He’s right, it does.)

The inhabitants of Zou have their own native language that is solely spoken there. When they speak English, their accent is some kind of mix between Spanish and. Something else, no one can really tell.

Franky is the only one on the Strawhat crew whose first language is English.

- He also speaks Fishman. Tom taught both him and Iceburg, but both of them have horrendous accents.

Robins Russian accent is only clearly heard if you know it’s there.

- But once in a blue moon she loses her temper, and all the flowing grammar and beautiful pronunciation goes completely out the window.

One of the only instances you can see Luffy cut himself off in the middle of a sentence is when he can’t find the right word for something.

Zoro cannot for the life of him comprehend French.

- Whenever he hears Sanji speaking it he just sorta short circuits.

- “How does a human being make those sounds without choking on their own tongue??”

Thanks to Mihawk Zoro can call someone an imbecile in Spanish, and like, three (3) colours.

- He’s still learning, it’s a work in progress.

Chopper and Ace speak Canadian French, both at different levels of coherency.

- Ace is older, and grew up with Garp teaching him, while Chopper is 15 and focused more on medical studies than language.

- (Don’t ask me to explain my train of thought with that one, I just like the thought of Rouge speaking French ok.)

- Chopper needs some practise, so whenever Ace stops by they speak it as much as possible. Sanji looks on in confusion.

Both Kidd and Killer are Scottish, and Luffy did a double take the first time he met Kidd because he didn’t hear what the fuck he said a first.

Sabo is freakishly good at imitating accents, the Strawhats think it’s the funniest thing.

- Like one of them will say something in their accent, and Sabo can without fail mirror it back.

Whitebeard has an English accent. (I think @chromiwrites can go into more detail, if you wanna know more)

- He does his absolute best to learn as many of his sons languages as he can, so he’s basically a walking dictionary by the time he’s 60.

Marco probably knows Latin.

- His siblings hear him talking something that none of them really know, so it’s definitely a dead language.

The ASL trio know ASL. The fluency differs, but they can all hold a decent conversation.

- Ace, Luffy and Sabo learning about the existence of American Sign Language: !!!

- Robin and Law probably know a bit too.