#don't worry eggplant you're doing just fine

[beanghostprincess]

Late Valentine post (really late holy shit)

But zeff is not great at gift giving and his default was just chocolate and flowers but he remembered the yasopp doesn't like chocolate (usopp doesn't like chocolate either) and fucking panicked and he called up his son for help. Sanji being the hopeless romantic instead of talking through snail he physically visits his dad to help him with Valentine's Day gifts. He ended up buying most of the stuff I'm going a little bit overboard. Like he didn't need the stuff seeking nor did he need the wine but his son gets lost in the moment and just picks up anything he thinks is nice. He honestly forgot why he was there and just started buying stuff for usopp

This is so cute 😭💙💛 It doesn't matter that you're late to Valentine's Day because this was definitely worth it!!

Zeff has never been good at gift-giving, actually. The first Christmases/Birthdays he had with Sanji were... A bit difficult. Sanji wasn't expecting any gifts at all, and Zeff had never had a son before, so what was he supposed to do? He was a pirate! He's not made for these things. But it was so sad to see his little Eggplant not asking for anything or even being excited about it that he started getting him stuff. But Sanji was an easy kid, you know? At least he used to be before he started getting into tailored suits and big romantic gestures. When he was a kid, even a small book brought joy to his face. A new knife. A new apron. Whatever the kids were into nowadays-- Zeff literally had no idea what kids were into, he just knew his kid was into cooking, so he got him the stuff he liked. Never animals, though, he had enough of him befriending random rats if they ever got inside the restaurant (happened once, never again. Zeff almost murders Sanji for feeding the little thing).

The man has never been good at this, right? So when he finally dates (kind of dating. Sort of. It's complicated. They have something romantic going on) somebody after years of not even thinking about it... He needs to ask Sanji for advice. It's a bit too embarrassing to do so, you know, asking your own child for romantic advice. But at the end of the day, Sanji is the most romantic person in the world. And at the end of the day, Zeff can just say he's asking him in case his boyfriend knows something about it (actually, Zeff personally asks Usopp but the guy just stands there like "??? My father left me when I was a kid and we recently started talking again, do you really think I know what he likes? But he doesn't like chocolate. Oh- You've already tried that? Huh. He likes fish? And dancing? I don't know, man, he's your boyfriend." / "Please, don't say that to my dad." / "Babe, you need to start moving on from this, you're literally the only one acting like a fifteen-year-old seeing his father kiss someone for the first time."

Sanji ends up visiting his dad because he has little to no perception of personal space when it comes to romantic gestures, and if his father, for the first time in his life, is going to show he can do something similar to a grand gesture like that, he doesn't want to miss it. Also, he's sure he's going to mess it up on his own. And he really, really, really doesn't want Usopp's dad to be all sad about it because then that would mean less time with his boyfriend.

I think it'd be really cute if Usopp and Sanji had been together for a while, but since Zeff and Sanji don't see each other much, seeing Sanji's romantic side (actual romantic side and not the 'I wanna fuck every girl that appears in front of me' side) is actually... Liberating? Kind of? It's not that Zeff has been worried about the kid, he can handle himself just fine. But... But it's a relationship they haven't talked about much and it's clearly important to him. So realizing that he has people who love him and somebody he's willing to do something romantic for makes Zeff feel extreme joy. A joy that he would never express out loud because it'd get too quickly to Sanji's head. But yeah.

So they go shopping together! Sanji starts explaining to him different things he can do for Yasopp. Either an activity or maybe just a simple present like wine. Clothes. Maybe a romantic dinner, so they should buy ingredients, too. Fish, because everybody likes it. Usopp only happens to like it too, so Sanji will just use the chance to think about what he should make for his Valentine's dinner. Also, speaking about clothes, Usopp needed a new hat, so he could get that too! And wine is alright, but Usopp is more fond of sweet cocktails rather than wine, so maybe buying something for that would be great. Usopp doesn't like chocolate either, but there are millions of sweets they can try to find. Also candles. So many candles. And perhaps a handwritten note! Because Usopp always leaves drawings around the ship for him, so he should do something like that too. Maybe gloves for his precious hands-

Sanji ends up forgetting about Yasopp, actually, and turns out he's been dragging his father around shops the whole day talking and talking and talking about Usopp. He snaps out of it when Zeff drops the "You care about him a lot, don't you, kid?"

And Sanji doesn't hesitate when he responds laughing at him. "Care about him?" Because to him, that's such simple wording. "I'm in love with him. I don't know about you, old man, but he's the one to me. Saying I care about him is not enough, but you do you."

"Huh. With how much shit you're getting him I hope he feels the same."

"What? Usopp doesn't want all of this."

"The hell are you talking about?"

"I mean- He does want it. And he does enjoy the gifts. But he doesn't care about them? It's not like he's with me for all of this. He always drops some sappy things like 'the only gift I need is being with you'. He doesn't need to get me anything, either."

"And you're okay with that?"

"Are you hearing yourself? Of course I am. The only gift I need is being with him."

"And all of this bullshit, then?"

"I don't expect you to understand since you're a rancid, old, bitter man who somehow managed to date the complete opposite of himself. But... Guess it just feels right to get him things, since he never asks for anything? The first time we did this he thought I wouldn't get him anything, can you believe it?"

"Reminds me of someone."

"Shut up. We need more shopping to do and you still haven't chosen your present."

"What about the whole 'the only gift is being together' shit?"

"Pfft. Do you really think you can pull that off? And on your first Valentine's Day? To a man who was married and had a kid? You haven't been dating that long, even. That is not working for you."

"And what if it did?"

"Then you need to get him a present anyway. I was happy enough being your kid and yet you still got me stuff, didn't you? It's a nice gesture."

Zeff chooses to make Yasopp dinner and have a whole romantic date planned when the Baratie is closed (decorated by Sanji, of course, because who else would've turned the restaurant into a romantic paradise?) and Sanji runs away as quickly as he can from there because he's been thinking about Usopp too much and now he misses him like crazy. And he also needs to get ready for their own Valentine's Day.

I think it would be sweet if Yasopp called Usopp to ask him about Zeff too and ended up doing the same thing as Sanji, except that he only gets him something small and Yasopp starts asking him how is it possible that he (storyteller. Superhero. Extremely over the top all the time) doesn't buy Sanji something more spectacular. Usopp only says that the last time he did something like that for Sanji he ended up having a whole breakdown from how overwhelmed with love he was, so now they choose simpler stuff. But! But Yasopp should not do that and he should definitely do something magnificent instead.

It would be cute if they ended up being extremely exhausted from running around all day long and didn't even want to celebrate Valentine's Day. I think Sanji would try to force himself to be extremely romantic and energetic but Usopp would just drag him to bed with him and go "No. Not today. Me tired. Sleep with you." / "But- But what about-" / "You're a pillow now. Shhh." / "Was it really that tiring?" / "I don't know how my mom married him, my father is awful at this." / "The old man is shitty at romance too. I had to explain to him why not getting Yasopp anything was a bad idea." / "Idiot. The 'you're everything I need' thing only works when-" / "When it's true. Yeah. I still got you something, though." / "Mmm. Me too. But now, sleep." / "It's alright, we'll just eat the fish tomorrow. And the cake. And drink the cocktails. And-" / "Now I'm hungry. Let's go. I hate you." / "But sleeping?" / "Eat first, then sleep." / "You're the love of my life."

And then both couples have very cute and romantic Valentine's dates 🫶

#when usopp says 'eat first then sleep' sanji falls again for him #honestly this whole thing with zeff and yasopp casually being a thing is really sweet. loving the asks every time #always making it more about sanuso for obvious reasons #i think sanji and usopp would be extremely cheesy on valentine's day but also... thinking about them just getting used to being together #sanji likes to do romantic stuff and usopp does the same but sometimes they just like being together and that's fine #one piece #black leg sanji #red leg zeff #usopp #yasopp #sanuso

[lesbesapphic]

It was a pizza, but instead of pizza dough it was an eggplant. And yes, I'm fine, don't worry ! It was just a little burn - and I'm used to it (I'm really clumsy). I love the coincidence tho 😭

And I really enjoy writing and reading too, can't argue with the fact that It's a comfort activity.

Oh, what exactly are you studying ?? If you don't mind me asking (I love when people talk about what they're doing in life) 👀

I wish my friends get me McDo too, but apparently they have other things to do (unbelievable) 🙄

But anyway, I hope you enjoyed your meal and you're okay 💛

That's kind of unique but sounds tasty.

Oh you write too? What do you write about?

I am studying psychology and doing an internship under a clinical psychologist so I see different types of clients everyday.

Actually she isn't much of a friend but yeah..i will McD you. 🍔🍷 (I can't find coldrink so wine it is.. hope you don't mind?)

I did. today was eventful. The roommate i am the closest too..and always think i am in love with.. wants to move out..it makes me anxious because her mental health is fragile and i don't want anything bad happening to her . Even though chances of her moving out is low but yeah.. let's see.

Hope you have a good day as well. Take care 💖

#lil anon

[casspurrjoybellbittner]

Wreckless - Closer

*Warning Adult Content*

Finnegan

It's another crazy week where I can barely keep track of which day it is and what's coming up next but two great things happen.

First, we get awarded another DoD contract which means my company is closer to solvent.

Second, I close on the house on Friday.

Ann and the lawyer are nice enough to come to my office to do the paperwork.

When I told Emmett they were coming in, he threw his hands up in the air and said 'I guess that's what happens when you buy a house with a check' but he was mostly glad he didn't have to deal with it.

Furniture is getting delivered next week and I know Emmett is busy because he's working too but I'd really, really like to be moved in there by next weekend.

I know Emmett will be back and forth at his place some and it won't be ready to rent quite yet but I'm more than ready to move.

I told him there was no rush though so I'll have to be patient.

Still, the sooner we're sleeping there, the happier and less medicated I'll be.

When I get home the place smells terrific.

I strip out out my suit and grab my mail.

Oh, his card is here.

Emmett comes over and manhandles me a little bit, then tells me it'll be ten minutes until dinner.

That's perfect, it gives me time to open this up and see if it's what I think it is.

Yay.

I walk into the kitchen and put his shiny card on the counter.

"For you, Emmett. Put anything you need on it."

He looks at me like I put a piece of trash on his plate.

"No thanks, darling, I'm fine."

No.

"Look, it's for house stuff. We need furniture and this way your name is on it for deliveries and stuff. I'd really like a treadmill. Stock the fridge, please. I'm not saying you have to use it to buy underwear although that's fine too but if it's for the house it's a lot easier for you to just put it on my account than me write you a check or something."

He's busy making dinner but I know he heard me so I wait for him to think.

Hopefully he'll see how smart this was.

I'm not stupid, it's not an unlimited account so he can't take me for everything I own and disappear but I doubt he'll hit the limit in six months, much less one.

"And you want me to use this to buy a treadmill and whatever else? Do I text you the info and you okay it? How is it gonna work?"

He's sweet and considerate and still having trouble spending my money but at least it's not an outright no.

"I trust your opinion, Emmett. Get nice stuff," I add because I know he'll worry.

"I'd rather spend more now and not need to replace it in a year. My father's rule of thumb has always been to buy the absolute best you can afford if you'll have it for ten years or more and I agree but I think it's closer to five years. Can we visit the house?"

"Tonight?"

Yes. 

"That would be great or sometime this weekend at least. I want to see it. The painting and deliveries and all sorts of stuff will start next week but it's all ours this weekend. We could go camp out."

"Camp out in a house you own? You're silly but yes, we can visit. I have to work this week but next week I can get some things moved, buy groceries and call and get the cable sorted... all that stuff."

That's sort of what I was thinking. I'm a bit disappointed but at least the end is in sight.

There's no way it'll be longer than two weeks.

"Well I don't have much to pack so I can help with yours," I offer.

"Can we go tonight?" 

He's the one that asked.

"Impatient or just want to see if they took all the light bulbs?"

Dork. 

He puts a steaming plate of yum in front of me and I don't take it for granted for a single second.

"This looks and smells, amazing Emmett. Thank you."

"My mom's lasagna recipe. Hope you like it."

I do.

It's fantastic.

It has eggplant in it.

I want to eat half the pan but my stomach can only hold two pieces.

That's okay, I will definitely be having more for lunch tomorrow.

I throw on some clothes while he puts the leftovers away and then we head out.

I've never driven from his place to our new house and it's much closer than I realize.

"It's this close?"

"Yeah, amazing what happens as soon as you get outside the beltway. Wow, it really is a pretty house."

"Oh wait."

I grab the garage opener out of my pocket and hand it to Emmett.

I put the other one in my car earlier. 

He snaps it onto his visor and pushes the button.

"It works."

"You're cute when you're all excited. I hope this huge thing fits in there," he says, driving in carefully.

"Plenty of room."

Not plenty, but enough.

My roadster will have no trouble.

I haven't been in the garage before and it has a whole wall of shelves and storage which I'm sure will come in handy at some point although I can't imagine us ever filling this house.

"Let's go."

I brought two keys with me and give one to Emmett.

I open the side door while he slides it onto his key ring, then hesitate.

"Should we be back door..." and I catch myself.

Should we be back door people?

Oh my God.

"Back door what, darling? I happen to love yours but if you wanna go in the front tonight, you know I'm flexible."

I'm not even sure what all of that means but I head to the front door just to give myself something to do while I use my Jedi mind powers to turn my face back into a normal shade of pale.

He comes in right behind me and flicks on the lights... I'm glad he remembered where they were.

He lights up the porch and the back door and garage from the same panel.

Nice.

"It's as pretty as I remember."

"It's a great house, Finnegan. The couch is gonna look great."

He's staring at the corner it'll go into and he's right.

"I can see it."

I turn back towards the banister.

When I was here last I had the urge to slide down it and now it's mine and I can.

I sprint up the stairs, throw my leg over and slowly slide down. It's a little more uncomfortable than I envisioned but I have no regrets.

Emmett is walking around and I find him in the office.

"I'll put my desk right under the windows."

"It'll be great. Kind of tucked away but close enough that I can feed you and check on you now and then."

That sounds really nice.

"Emmett?"

Sweet Jesus.

"Yes?"

"I just realized it's a circle. The front door to the dining room to the kitchen, through this hallway and into the living room. We can have car races."

I'm gonna get us some faster cars.

Maybe the ones that can climb walls.

"You're right. Marten will have a blast too, he's gonna have so much room to run. I mean, you don't have to let him down here..."

"Oh shush, Emmett. I love him. He can go anywhere except our bed. I draw a line there."

He just laughs and pulls me into his arms.

"Deal."

"I still don't know where anything is going, we need some gym space.  That has to be the priority because it's for both of us." 

I want a toy room so badly that I can practically taste it. 

Maybe I'll give up the study.

 If I gave it to Marten and put my office in the guest bedroom...

"Let me handle it, Finnegan. I have a plan.  We're getting a gym and you're getting  a playroom too."

Really? 

"And you're getting your dark room. Right?"

I'm not letting him give that space up.

"Yes, that too."

I'm so glad that he's thinking about the house and seems to love it or at least like it. 

I want him to do whatever he needs to do to make it feel like home. 

"Then you can do whatever you want, Emmett."

"Do not tempt me, babe.  Do you have lube stashed in one of those pockets?  We could christen the place."

Alas no. 

"Damn it. There's always tomorrow." "

Yes there is. I think it's time we get back home but tomorrow we can bring over the essentials."

"And go to Ikea."

"Yes, that too."

I have an idea of what will happen at home.  Hopefully a thorough lesson. 

Tomorrow will be fun though, sex in the new house. 

I wonder if he just means lube or he really means essentials. 

"Can we bring the zoom cars?"

"Yes, the remote controlled cars can come too.  I should water the garden while we're here, don't let me forget."

I'd completely forgotten about the yard. 

"I need to get a gardener."

"No you don't, I want to take care of it."

Because of his mom.

Still, it's a lot of work. 

"Are you sure?"

"Yep."

"Okay but if you ever change your mind just let me know." 

That earns me a pat on my ass and we head out, locking the door behind us for the very first time. 

It already feels like home.

[page-doctor-bekker]

Italy Inn - superstar!au

(a/n) platonic rhekker >>

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Connor hugged Ava outside of the restaurant, and held her tight for a few moments, "That was a terrifying video."

Ava nodded, giving a half-hearted chuckle as she pulled away, "It was a lot. There's a lot that the media is getting wrong, or just making up."

"I don't read tabloids to get my information, Ava, you know me."

The two were seated at a secluded table in the corner of the restaurant. The average dining guest wouldn't be able to see whether someone was in the booth, much less recognize who was in the booth.

"How did Jaffrey take all of this?" Connor questioned, once drinks were well on their way.

Ava snorted, "Terribly. Had a meeting yesterday, I've got a fake dating situation heading my way."

Connor fake-gagged, "Gross. Who with?"

"Give you one guess. Model-influencer turned singer-songwriter."

"No way."

"Yeah, Sarah Reese," Ava took a bite of complimentary bread slathered in butter, "I don't think I know anyone that's worked with her."

"I mean, I worked near her like four years ago on a Gucci shoot, but that wasn't really together and there's been nothing since then," Connor shrugged, spreading butter on a piece of his own bread, "She seemed fine back then, though."

"Wow, glowing review for someone I'm about to date. Thanks, Connor, you've really comforted my fears," She rolled her eyes, "But, I don't know, all I need to do is pretend to date her, speak highly of her, and have her on tour. I don't have to love her, I just have to work with her."

"It helps to not hate the people you work with, though. How long will you be together?"

"I don't know," Ava groaned, "It's TBD. We really only have a fleshed out plan for the next, what, two weeks?"

"When do you go public?"

"Sometime during pride month, that's all I know," The waiter brought their drinks: A bottle of some sort of red wine for them to share, a coke for Ava, and a glass of water for Connor.

"I don't understand how you can pair soda with wine," Connor shook his head, sipping the maroon liquid, "Weirdo."

"Can't say no to a good coke," Ava shrugged, "Plus, all they had was lukewarm apple juice in the psych ward. Let me have this."

"I suppose I can make an exception. Anyways, 'sometime during pride month' isn't too long from now. June's in like, a week and a half. So you've got what, a month at most?"

"I will enjoy my month of freedom, thank you very much," She said, sarcastically, "Just kidding, we have to do this whole build-up to make it seem real."

"Hm, what's the schedule look like?"

"Well, this week I have two talk shows, and some charity event for the therapy dog organization that works with the hospital I was in, and then next week Sarah and I have our first outing, another talk show, another outing, another talk show, and then a few more outings before we announce the song we're doing together, do some talk shows, and then go public. Busy."

"Busy," Connor agreed, "What shows?"

"This week? Hot on Humpday and The Saturday Grapevine."

"Hah, you're interviewing with Doris? That'll be good!"

"Good? More like obnoxious and intrusive. Whatever though, I'm supposed to be as open as possible so nobody thinks I'm trying to hide anything."

"Are you going to lie or tell the truth?" Connor inquired, sipping on his wine.

"I'm going to tell the truth: I was sick, now I'm better," She shrugged, stuffing her face with bread.

"You've been sick for a long time, Ava."

"Yeah, but now I'm better."

They ordered their meals shortly after. Lasagna for Ava, a childhood favorite, and Melanzane di Parmigiana for Connor.

"I don't understand how you can enjoy eggplant," Ava made a face, "That alone would be enough to send me back to the mental illness prison."

Connor laughed, "It's an acquired taste! You have to eat it multiple times before you enjoy it."

"Yeah, I'm not a masochist, sorry."

"So what about your real love life?" Connor pried after a moment.

"I met and slept with this chick this last weekend at a party," She sipped her coke, "She was fine I think, I don't know, and I got her number but I don't think I'm going to do anything else with her."

"They really do just fall at your feet, don't they?" Connor looked off, surveying the restaurant, "You could probably put together an orgy just in this restaurant."

"Ugh, don't even get me started about it," Ava rolled her eyes sarcastically, "Being sexy is such a burden."

Connor choked on his water, coughing up a storm. Ava laughed, throwing several napkins at him and earning dirty looks from some of the finer patrons of the restaurant.

"You're awful," Connor remarked, regaining his breath, "You're going to get us kicked out."

A short while later, their meals arrived. Ava rolled her eyes in ecstasy when she tasted her food, "After the psych ward, everything tastes like heaven. And I can use a fork."

Connor shook his head with a smile, "I still wouldn't trust you with a fork."

They ate quietly for a few minutes, occasionally sipping their drinks or wiping their faces of sauce.

"You should have visited," Ava looked up from her meal at him, "You would have thought it was hilarious."

Connor hesitated, "I wasn't allowed to."

"What? Why?"

"I don't know, Downey wouldn't even tell me where you were being kept, or even a phone number. I guess Jaffrey didn't want anyone visiting you, they were worried that it would tip off the press."

Ava hummed, "That makes sense, I guess," She poked at her food, "Shame. Whatever, I'll live."

"You wish you wouldn't."

"Connor, that was wildly inappropriate. What would you do if I actually killed myself?"

"Cry, probably."

#chicago med #reesker #ava bekker #superstar!au #rhekker #platonic rhekker #chicago med au #one chicago #dr bekker #suicide mention tw

[c-atm]

“So,” Heartberry started, “anyone has an idea of how to take this thing down cause I’m not crazy about being resprayed.” she leaned back with her legs crossed, sitting on Mister’s lap.

“We can’t ambush it, the thing always on guard, despite having one eye, ” Mister commented as he slumped in their recliner a little, “resilient thing too, just bounce everything off of that plum-colored skin of theirs.”

“I don’t know what to tell you. Never faced anything so docile but, oh so annoying.” Witchy groaned, throwing her hands up in agitation, before folding her arms over her breast, pouting with puffed blush crossed cheeks and steady brows.  

The subject, how to take care of a demon who, despite being non-violent, leaves its victims comatose and foul-smelling.

So very foul-smelling.

They didn't know what it wanted. What's its purpose was, or if it even had one? Furthermore, it wouldn't tell them what it wanted...That or it couldn't. 

There wasn't a mouth on its balloon-like, limbless single-eyed body, an eye that changes colors and showed a whole lot of expression based on its emotions.

It should have been an easy kill, but it did have a high payout for its defeat, for a good reason too.

It has escaped the six of them three times so far. Leaving them all unconscious and reeking. Not even Amy was a fan of the smell. So much so that she chose to abandon the hunt.

Three nights of undertaking this task. 

Three nights of failing the task.

Three nights of smelling like literal defeat. 

Defeat took a ninety-minute bath and shower to scrub off and put everyone on edge, even after a night of sleep.

 None more than the resident witch. 

She woke with her eyes glowed with prideful anger, even as Dapper pampered her a bit, massaging her shoulders and fixing his lady her favorite breakfast, which she did appreciate but was too in her pride to convey it. Still, for the sake of the morning, he let it be.

The afternoon though, things hit their boiling point when they began to plan for their next attempt.

"I think I might have an answer," Dapper came in with a book in his hand. He laid it open to a page with the despicable eggplant looking demon. "Our target defense is related to its focus. The more alert it is, the more invulnerable it is, and believe it or not, it's a bit of a punk...so it's always on alert. Though, you can't really blame it. It's a rare demon and a big payday."

"Ok, so how do we take care of it," Witchy asked with a glare. 

"We have to distract it," Dapper announced with a smirk. "And what is its weakness, you ask." with a smirk, he pointed at a simple two-line description, which the three read.

"AHHH HAHAHA!" Mister threw his head back. "Ohh, well girls, looks like this is a job for you two."

Heartberry shook her head, "I knew it was looking at me strangely...Stop laughing." Her nostrils flared. "So...That's its weakness, so how do we exploit it."

"Photoshoot? Modeling? Music video!?" Mister chuckled, getting a headlock from his Connie.

"You know what? Fine." Witchy said coolly, getting off the couch and taking HB's hand and leading her out the room. "Going to pick up Amy, and we'll see you two in a couple of hours at that demon's base."

"My lady?"

He was answered with a slam of the front door, leaving the 'brothers' looking worried.

Two hours later, Dapper and Mister were waiting in the now abandoned apartment complex, waiting for their team.

"So what'd you think they came up with?" Mister asked, leaning back on a wall, eyes closed and hand in his pockets.

Dapper shrugged, looking a bit crushed." My lady is so damn prideful. Just hope she's not going to do something..Foolish for a win."

"She wouldn't be a 'Connie' if she took it on the chin, definitely if she feels she could win."

"Sis, stubborn as well, hmm?"

"Her most alluring trait." Mister smirked, opening his eyes and turning his head left, "speaking of alluring...Stars and Diamonds." He swooned.

Dapper looked over the same direction as Mister and arched an eye. 

Heartberry, Amethyst, and the duo of Sarah and Biddy strutting towards them.

Dressed in flashy, flirty idol outfits.

Mister whistled as they walked up.

"Keep your eyes and tongue in your head, Mister," Heartberry teased as Mister playfully wrapped her loose plaid tie over his finger. "Schoolgirl style?" 

"Yup, figured since it has a thing for the female form, we decided we'd appease its base emotions."

"I see devious." Mister flirted, "So..are you naughty or nice?" 

"I'll show you later alone." She grinned, giving him a peck.

"Ummm-"

"Yes...Always." The purple demoness answered Sarah's and Biddy's question before they could ask.

"Quite the plan you came up with, ladies," Dapper smirked.

"It was actually trailblazer's suggestion." Sarah started." Alicia would have joined, but she was needed at the church."

"How did you guys get roped into this?" The demon Steven questioned.

"I was promised a piece of the reward and amusement." Biddy announced, plainly, " so far, I am amused."

"Same." Sarah nodded affirmatively.

"Dapper." HB called, getting the demon's attention, "around the corner." 

Dapper didn't need any more than that as she morphed into a shadow, rushing to his lady's side.

He found her standing behind the corner, a cloak over her.

"My lady?"

Witchy leaped, red-face as Dapper formed himself from the darkness. "The hell, Steven. Give me a heart attack, why don't you?"

"Sorry." The half-demon offered, looking at his lady, " So? What are you doing over here?"

"Attempting to preserve my pride." She mumbled, "this is so stupid." She rubbed her temples with a groan before slamming her first to the wall. 

"I really don't get why you are so angry, My lady?"

"I don't like to lose."

"I know." He chuckled

"This demon beat me four times."

"Four? We only confronted it three times."

"I'm not talking just in battle!" She growled." I mean …" Witchy clenched her fist. " You know what, trash the plan."

 "This was your idea!" Shocks evident in Dapper's voice.

"I'm retracting it then!" 

"Why? It's a good plan!"

"Why? I'm not some...Cosplaying, dallying, cutesy, pop-idol, centerfold!!" The fiery witch roared upwards, 

"I'm a demon hunter! A witch! A warrior! A CONNIE MAHESWARAN!!" She continued, a flare of outrage literally coming from her mouth.

"Spitting fire, My lady."

He received a smoke conjuring snort as a response before she turned her back to him, her cheeky face pout returning, even as he interlaced his fingers around her stomach and pulled her to his chest, though it slipped a bit when she felt the rumble of his best from him chuckle on her back.

"Don't you think you're a bit too proud?"

"No! not at all!" She argued. "This thing has made a mockery of us. I mean, come on. Look what we've been subjected to." She groaned, leaning back into him. "Three nights of foul-smelling defeats from this one-eyed demon eggplant that won the genetic lottery in terms of defense and attentiveness, whose weakness is the 'allure of the fairer sex.'  How am I supposed to feel knowing that this was the thing that beat me...Beat us."

"It hasn't beaten us," Dapper looked at his flame. "We're still here, ready to do what we do best."

"But what we do best won't work, as long as it's on guard, we can't kill it, and all we have to do is get sprayed and humiliated again." Witchy retorted, "even against the likes of Stevonnie and Steven squared. It just repels everything before blowing us away in a noxious fume." The witch sighed in chagrin." And to cater to its taste...A demon's taste...How disgraceful."

"That's kind of offensive, Connie," Dapper stated, slightly crossed. "I'm half-demon, you know."

The witch's face flushed, shamed at her callousness. "Sorry, my dapper devil. I didn't mean it like that." She gave him a quick peck. "It's just this whole 'honeypot' plan. It's humiliating."

Sometimes it's a requirement." Dapper joked yet spoke truthfully, "you've been at this job long enough to know that, and you used you womanly wiles before, so why is this so different?"

"Because it might not work, and I don't want to look bad in front of you again, "  Witchy admitted looking down. "Especially against this do nothing demon, who can't attack more than letting out a nauseating gas."

Dapper kissed her crown gently, "My beautiful, prideful flame. You really let this plant sink its roots into you." Dapper laughed a bit before kissing her temple. 

"How are you laughing? How can you find even the most smidge of humor out of this situation?"

"The fact that this plant isn't threatening the populace helps." The demon admitted, "Annoying them to the point of abandoning their home for the time, but at least they're unharmed."

"True, it's more menace than monster, but that makes it all the more shameful." The witch complained, "we've battled true nightmares and won without breaking a sweat, and yet the thing that gave us trouble can't even speak! It's frustrating!"

"Irony at its finest." Dapper jest. 

"I want to win." Witchy declared. " I want to prevail over this creature; I have to..."determination in her voice.

"Well, then. We should join the others. We're holding the op-"

Dapper words fell short as Witchy's lips met his in an appreciative kiss. He was only slightly shocked for a moment before reciprocating. It all lasted a tongue-twisting, cheek caressing, hip holding, lip popping seven seconds before breaking off with a gentle -Chu-.

Dapper, a bit dizzy, turned upwards and breathed out a small heart-shaped fume. "Talk about your hot kisses."

"Pfft!" Witchy snorted before laughing into his chest. Holding him by the shoulder blades as he did. "Thank you," She whispered, adoring.

"For what?"

"Letting me vent, without judgment." She reached up, kissing his left cheek, "For making my favorite breakfast and massaging my shoulders." She kissed his right, "for dealing with my attitude in stride.

"It's no problem, My lady." He soothed, "I know your irritation comes from your convictions, your need never to let your people down." He kissed her forehead, "one of your most attractive qualities."

"Still."

"Still nothing. You are fine, not like you did anything insulting." He grinned, "You were just a sulky little witch."

"And impulsive."  She sighed, " whatever. It is what it is." Witchy surrendered as she walked out of his grasp, peeling off her cloak and making Dapper jaw drop.

She was wearing a dark blue collared crop top with purple plaid trim around the hem and collared with a loose-fitting blue and purple stripe tie, a pair of high thighs navy suspender shorts, some dark purple knee-highs, and black collared booties. Every curve that she hid was on full display, and Dapper was burning the visage in his mind forever.

Reaching to her back left pocket, she pulled out a hair clip shaped like one of Dapper's broaches as well as a tube lip gloss.

"Mind helping me?" She tossed him the tube before clipping her hair in a left side ponytail. Dapper nodded before taking Witchy chin in his left hand and slowly stroked the gloss across pressed the lips, giving them a shimmer. "Hmm, might have given you too much."

Before the witch could complain, her partner gave her a tingling, suckling upon the brims of her mouth.

It was sweet, swift, and soothing, precisely what his lady needed as he felt her relax under his kiss.

"Better?" He asked, reapplying the gloss again, getting a breath of calmness and appreciation.

"Yeah." She felt herself grinning, " you could have asked for a kiss, though."

"True, but kissing 'a idol' off guard was too good to pass." He gave her a playful and wolfish grin, making her blush and push him away.

"Gods no. I'm no idol."

"You're my idol." He whispered, pressing his head to hers.

Witchy pursed her mouth, pouting a bit." Well. I guess that's fine…" she gave him a quick peck. "but only yours."

"Does that mean there is a chance I'd get to see you in this outfit again?"

 "I'm more than likely going to end up burning this attire once we are done." She shrugged, teasing before backing away, turning, and walking towards the corner. "Come on, I'm sure the others are impatient and probably starting to head up to the roof."

"Of course," Dapper said, staring at his lady's confident stride before following behind her; idolizing the prideful fiery witch and all her perfect imperfection, as he always did.

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[uesugi-miu]

We've now come to an end~

Firstly let me say that I was so happy translating Kageie. I'm so proud of him, I'm so proud of being the Uesugi and I'm so proud of myself.

I will not put his other ends so...another 1-2 years in SLBP maybe...and when his MS released in SLBP, May anyone find missing details or additive informations or even alternate translation here.

Thanks to anyone who interested or like my translation. ❤️❤️❤️

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:: Kageie MS #19 ( END ) ::

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Miu : 「......Yes.」

Kageie : 「Babbling again huh, Yocchan.」

Miu : 「Are you fine with it?」

Kageie : 「With what?」

Miu : 「About Matsumoto-san...I heard you stop him from leaving......」

Kageie : 「So you heard that too...Really, Yocchan is such a pain......」

Kageie-san steps on his long shadow, lets his feeling show with a sudden smile.

He's seemingly sad but acts just like he's already get over it.

Kageie : 「In this world, people whose parents were killed is not only me. You too. Didn't your farther die in the battlefield?」

Miu : 「That's correct but......」

My dad was not killed before my very eyes......

The sorrow somehow remains in my heart but still, I have my mom and also Yahiko.

My words just can't get out of my mouth. Kageie-san senses it so he looks at me and nods.

Kageie : 「If you pity me, stop it. It's common thing, happened in every corner in the world such this. There's nothing special about it.」

Miu : 「......It may happen everyday but for someone in the family...each and every life is special, isn't it? Your parents and your brother too...For Kageie-san, their lives are irreplaceable, isn't that what you feel?」

( That's why even now, he still holds his brother's amulet so dear and also built that gravestone. )

Kageie : 「......」

Kageie-san says no more. He's only coughing to clear his throat once then giving me a grin and uses one of his hand tousles my hair affectionately.

( Kageie-san...... )

He says nothing at all but even so I can perceive that our feeling communicated.

This person's heart that I never seems to understand. I know now that I've already gotten through even if it's just a little.

( That alone is enough...I'll keep getting closer, little by little, as long as I'll get to know more...... )

I stick even closer, try never to let our two shadows separated. Kageie-san also holds my hand, enveloping mine in his.

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At the alleyway before reaching the mansion, we see small shadows.

( Eh? There...those kids...... )

Those kids that closed to Kageie-san.

They're crouching down, forming a circle as they're setting up strategy.

When they noticed us, they stand and move our way rapidly.

( Urgh...What will they do now...... )

Unconsciously, I put myself on guard. Since last time, they came to throw stones at the mansion's wall. Kageie-san's awared of the hole in the wall too.

The children stand before us and holding out their hands without any hesitation.

Within those small hands are...cucumbers, eggplants and many vegetables.

Kageie : 「Why...all these.」

Boy 1 : 「As an apology.」

Kageie : 「What apology?」

Boy 1 : 「Our dads told us to apologize because we all treated you as a traitor......」

Boy 2 : 「Even though I knew Kageie is a good guy but I...I still doubted you. Please forgive me!」

Girl 1 : 「Please forgive us!」

Everyone bows down their heads all at once. Quietness goes on for a little while.

Kageie-san then addresses the children over their heads with his serious look.

Kageie : 「One condition required.」

Boy 1 : 「Eh......!」

The children raise up their faces one by one, showing their uneasy expressions. Gulping down their saliva, they wait for Kageie-san to continue.

Kageie : 「Come to play again. That's the condition.」

He lets out a broadly grin then one of the girl shakes her neck up and down enthusiastically.

Girl 1 : 「Umm! We'll come! We'll definitely come!」

Boy 1 : 「I'll make bamboo butterfly again! It will hop higher than last time!」

Kageie : 「I know. I know. Just stop being noisy and go home already. Your family are worried by now.」

Then the children gave him all their gifts so that one of his arm was full of vegetables.

Boy 1 : 「See ya, Kageie!」

Girl 1 : 「Bye~! See you tomorrow~!」

They ran off energeticly towards the setting sun but just a second later, a boy runs back with fast speed then he stops in front of me and fixing his gaze on me.

Miu : 「What's wrong hmm?」

Boy 1 : 「So to say, you weren't a guy! Are you Kageie's "Good girl"?」

Miu : 「 ! 」

The boy laughs mischievously and quickly runs away.

Heat rises straight up to my face.

( ......How come he's so mature for his age...... )

Kageie : 「......」

Kageie-san says nothing. He only smirks and stares maliciously at me.

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『Good girl』......Whatever was said......our relationship has no progess though.

A moment before entering our individual bedding, we silently embrace one another.

Miu : 「......Good night.」

Kageie : 「Night.」

We exchange our good night and so...that's it...never a thing happens beyond this point......

.

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After hearing Kageie-san breathes out his gentle sleep sound, I open the sliding door quietly to take a peek inside.

Kageie-san doesn't go out aimlessly anymore. I'm really really glad that he sleeps soundly just like this.

But......

Kageie : 「......」

In a corner of my heart, I'm also troubled with that face. He's sleeping so well that I cannot help but plunged into that thought.

Miu : 「......Even so he said 『tell me something about you which noone else knows』......」

Just after I finish my word, Kageie-san's eyes unexpectedly opened. He then turns over his body to me.

( Eh!? He was awaked!? )

Kageie : 「"Stop it", wasn't that what it meant......」

His whisper sounds very irritated so that I almost can't bear and feel like running away.

Miu : 「......I'm so sorry. You don't like it. You already told me so......」

Kageie : 「Huhhh......You got it wrong.」

He raises half of his body above the bedding then fixes his gaze my way.

Kageie : 「I...I had done terrible thing to you......or rather say, forcible.」

He said it sinfully so that I finally recall the incident.

( Terrible thing......perhaps that's when...... )

『Miu : 「Don't tell me......Kageie-san did that on purpose to make me reject you?」 』

( I see...so the truth is...he's trying to treasure me. )

I'm glad but at the same time feeling frustrated.

Miu : 「For me...that night when Kageie-san came back to the castle. When I felt your warmth on my skin, I'd experienced the real truth that Kageie-san is truly alive......It was such a great happiness so...more...I'd rather feel your life more......」

When I said it like that, Kageie-san's line of sight was loitering in midair, searching for a word to say. Just when his eyes catch mine again, he suddenly takes off his nightcloth.

Miu : 「Eh......」

Kageie : 「Really, I never think I'll be seduced by you.」

Miu : 「What of...seduce...I didn't......」

Kageie : 「What...You've just talked about that kind of thing, haven't you?」

Miu : 「That...kind of thing, is it......right.」

I was taken aback but Kageie-san smiles at me then slowly sets me down, peering into my eyes. His gaze is so tender yet filled with burning fire.

Boom. Boom. My heart pounds noisily.

Kageie : 「......If you will touch, all of me...is yours......」

He grips on my hand, leading it the way to touch his arms......his chest......

( So warm...... )

Sound of his heartbeat circulated along with his body warmth certainly help me to acknowledge how true he's breathing in life.

Kageie : 「Come now.」

This time, he takes both of my arms, wrapping around his neck.

Our faces draw closer. Naturally, our lips starting to touch then they become deeply connected, deeply entwined, savoring each other. Flame is now burning gradually inside our mouths, taking on even more heat.

Miu : 「............tsu............」

Our lips slightly apart just to blend in again and again.

Before I know it, my obi was untied and not even a second delay, my skin was exposed to the night air.

His skilful hand slips in, toying with my body. Sweet ache's flooding into me, coaxing me to moan in high voice.

Kageie : 「Very good......more, your voice......let me hear it more.」

He burns me feverishly. Without stopping, his body heat fills into me at a stretch.

Kageie : 「Here too.」

Again my hands was led, crawling, caressing over his sturdy body. The area between his eyebrows slightly crumpled everytime our movements match.

Kageie : 「......You're amazing......better than I imagine......」

Miu : 「Kageie-san......」

Kageie : 「......Un.......tsu......Miu......」

Low breath he's leaking out together with his painful groan is so sexy.

( Ah...Ahh......I will never ever want to let go of this man...... )

I wish, night time that was dark and long will turn itself into something gentle and affectionate for him......

I secretly make a prayer just when our overlapping bodies delicatedly engraved as one.

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