#gonna see my friend again and get sushi together

[seagullcharmer]

ftpverse daily starts tomorrow!!!!!!!! and then atpverse the next day!!!!!!!!!! it is time to be READING

#libra.txt #after having read three books in two days i'm living #i am returning to my roots #and yes these are short little burts scattered through the rest of forever but !!!!!! #having smth to look forward to and enjoy!!!!!!! #even though i still haven't watched the kh cutscene movie #or started any more of the lore doc. sigh. sad! #i am just. really looking forward to it #a lot of good things next month!!! #i'm getting evaluated for pt. gonna get scans to check on my cancer status #gonna see my friend again and get sushi together #tales of symphonia remaster!!!!!!! #there's a lot to look forward to!!! #the daffodils in the back yard!!!!! HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!

[marlenesluv]

Teammates Roommate… (OP)

summary: as max and landos roommate, you hear a lot about formula 1, but you usually stay out of the heated conversations. but when lando and max start posting you online, tagging you, landos teammate, oscar piastri, is interested in you.

pairing: fem!reader x oscar piastri, fem!reader x platonic grid

fc: kurodahana on insta

warnings: i’m pretty sure none, i cant remember if there’s cussing or not lol

type: smau + dialogue

masterlist here -> masterlist link

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liked by: landonorris, y/n.user, and 42,013 others

tagged: landonorris, pietra.pilao, and y/n.user

maxfewtrell: roommate reveal on the second slide 😛💅

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pietra.pilao: my fav gal <3

↳ y/n.user: pietraaa <3

lnfournation: WOAH SHES SO PRETTY

mclaren481edits: omg girl crushhhh

f1updates: THE INSTA DROP

landonorris: not the side eye, y/n🙄

↳ y/n.user: wtv

user7: she has a public insta?? HELLO

danielricciardo: y/nnnnnnnn🤠

↳ y/n.user: danielllllllllll🤠

bigricenergy: y/n and dan besties?

user1: pietra and max are so cuteeeee

f1fp16: she’s so pretty ohmygosh

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y/n.user: first day at the mclaren paddock tomorrow, kinda nervous

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oscarpiastri: so excited to meet you!

↳ y/n.user: yayaya!! me too :)

f1updates: she’s literally so gorgeous, how did she wind up living with those two😭

↳ y/n.user: LMAO PLS. first, tysm. and i grew up with max and lando! so we j all kinda decided when we were older to live together

user3: awwwhaha the pic of missing max, you found him!

papayafam814: girllll we are so excited to see you in the paddock!!!

maxfewtrell: i love that second photo!

↳ landonorris: prove it. make it ur lock screen

↳ pietra.pilao: no. im his lock screen

↳ landonorris: 🙄

piasss81: ooo oscar and y/n content!! i’m excited

user8: pretty girl omg

francisca.cgomes: omg our sushi date was so fun🥹 we need to do it again soon!

↳ y/n.user: i’ll see you tomorrow, babe😋 we can get lunch?

↳ pierregasly: no?? you’re gonna steal my gf from me?!

↳ y/n.user: so? kika?

↳ francisca.cgomes: yesss let’s get food😛 pierre we can get dinner

↳ pierregasly: wow thanks

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When Oscar met Y/n, the only thoughts in his mind were how funny she was, how everyone in the paddock loved her, and how beautiful she was. He wasn’t sure if he was experiencing a crush or a heart attack with the way his heart was beating out of his chest when he asked for her number.

Y/n gladly gave him her number, knowing she would probably be hanging out with him again soon. Lando had invited Oscar to stay with them during break, which was right after this race.

Of course Oscar was excited to hangout with Lando and Max, and he knew Carlos, Pierre, and Charles would probably come over at some point as well. But he usually kept to himself, something Y/n seemed to do, but not with her friends. She easily got along with the paddock, though. Joking with Oscar and Landos engineers, getting food with Oscar, Lando, Max, and being joined by Zak Brown.

Oscar didn’t expect Lando to barge into his drivers room after Qualifying though. He had just sat down and was drinking his water when Lando opened the door, where he could see Max and Y/n walk by, probably to the cafe.

“So…when are you going to ask her out?” Lando asked, after he had closed Oscars door and stood infront of him.

“Who?…” Oscar picked at his fingernails, even though he knew exactly who Lando was talking about. “Y/n, you muppet. When are you gonna ask her out?”

“I don’t think I will, Lando. She doesn’t even know me.” he brushed his hands through his hands, making eye contact with Lando.

“Maybe. But if you ask her out, then you guys can get to know each other. Come on, mate. She’s been single for two years now, all of her past boyfriends were dicks to her, and you’re a good bloak. Max and I approve.”

Oscars head snapped at Lando, “You guys approve, do you? Have you guys been talking about this?”

“A bit. Listen, get changed. Put a nice shirt on and meet us in the cafe. Max and Y/n are already ready. Us four are going to get dinner. Hurry up.” Lando said, leaving before Oscar could even reply.

Surprised, and a little excited, Oscar got changed and met you guys in the cafe. He saw you, sitting next to Max and Lando as Max called Pietra, and Lando scrolled through Instagram. You made eye contact with Oscar, getting up and waving him over as Lando noticed, smirking at Oscar.

“Hey, Oscar! You ready to go?” you bit your lip, just out of pure habit? making Oscar look and nod, “Yeah. Are we gonna meet there..?”

“Oh, about that, mate. Can you take Y/n and I’ll take Max? Just easier transportation that way.” Lando said, smirking again so Y/n couldn’t see, but Oscar could see perfectly.

Y/n smiled at Oscar, unaware of Landos planning. Y/n did find Oscar cute, maybe that wasn’t a good idea to tell Pietra. She swore she wouldn’t tell her boyfriend, but the thought of her best friend with a good guy and happy, she couldn’t resist telling her boyfriend when he asked, having his own suspicions when he caught Y/n watching Oscars race pov one sunday.

She wanted to get to know Oscar better, as he did her. “Yeah, that’s fine. You wanna just send me the address?” Oscar asked, pulling his phone out for when Lando sent it.

“Mate, we are just gonna go to our house. Y/n obviously knows the address. We’re gonna watch 22 Jump Street and order Chinese takeout.” Lando got up with Max and said their byes to Y/n. Max making kiss faces behind Y/n and Lando winking.

“Ready?” Y/n asked, grabbing her bag. “Yeah…” The two of them left the paddock together, occasionally getting stopped by fans for pictures, and Netflix to film Oscar leaving after Qualifying.

As they got to Oscars car, he opened the passenger door for her, closing it when she got in. He threw his bag in the backseat, and started the car up. “You wanna put your bag in the backseat?” Oscar asked, reversing out of his spot. “Hm? Oh, sure.” She placed it on the floor in the back and he played some music, light conversation about her school floating around.

“Wait, so you’re studying art history then?” Oscar asked her as he drove to her house.

“Mhm. It’s actually really interesting.” Y/n looked at Oscar, making quick eye contact as he nodded and looked back to the road.

“Do you like it? You seem more like you’re into the history aspect than the art.”

“How did you know that?” she questioned, raising an eyebrow. “I saw you earlier on your laptop looking at an article.” Oscar shrugged.

“I do enjoy the art aspect though! I don’t know what I’m going to do with my degree but, I enjoy it. Its better than accounting.” Y/n sighed as Oscar laughed a bit, “Not a math fan, I take it?”

“I’m horrible.” she deadpanned, making Oscar laugh more, her joining in. The rest of the ride was filled with general conversation. Not much needed to be said between them. They had a mutual love for quite, and they didn’t find it uncomfortable. If anything, it was comforting. The slight music in the back, the only other noise being his car.

When they got to the house, Lando and Max were unpacking the food, as Y/n had texted hers and Oscars order in the car. Glances between the two were common throughout dinner, back and forth, and flirting done by Oscar.

Annoyed by the lack of flirting by Y/n, Lando grabbed Max and dragged him out of the room, leaving the two introverts alone.

“They aren’t going to talk if we aren’t there, mate. Y/n is too shy.” Max said, cracking his neck as Lando glared at him. “They’ll talk. They have to. Did you see the way Y/n stared at him as he unwrapped chopsticks?? My god, she’s so touch deprived. I’m rooting for them.”

“Yeah, I know. Hopefully Oscar speaks up, cause Y/n could go days without talking.” Max spoke, looking at Lando as he had his ear against the bedroom door and heard talking, “Mate! Oscars talking to her- oh wait! I heard her too!”

“You’re being a little creepy….move over.” Lando scoffed at Maxs comment, scooting over to Max could listen as well.

Out in the living room, Oscar had turned the tv down so he could talk to Y/n. They ended up having a long conversation, during which he asked her on a date, which caused her mouth to open a bit, nod, and say yes. “I’d love to, Oscar.” Which caused him to smile at his spring roll.

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y/n.user: sunday? no. race day. monday? no. date day.

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landonorris: LFG. THE SHIP HAS SAILED

↳ maxfewtrell: calm down, mate (i’m ecstatic)

user3: lando and max are the captains of this ship fr

oscarpiastri: my gorgeous girl 💓

↳ y/n.user: pretty boy💓🫠

ferrarifriends: the second picture?!🥹

↳ mclarenfp814: so cuteeeee

pietra.pilao: ugh. picture perfect couple

↳ maxfewtrell: and us??

↳ pietra.pilao: calm down, babe

papayapage1: oscar is so bf in these pics

y/ns.fp.official: UGH SHES SO PHOTOGENIC

lilymhe: my girl crush fr

↳ alex_albon: 🤨

↳ lilymhe: i said GIRL crush. you’re the loml, it’s different

↳ alex_albon: ❤️

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y/n.user: osc after getting p3 and me and kika on another dinner date while our bfs train🥱

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user7: being the best wags really does take it out of them. justice for all wags! we love

oscarpiastri: we’re so cute ☺️

↳ y/n.user: ik☺️

f1wags: a couple i would die for

papayabros: taylor swift coded?

↳ yourbsf: mitski coded.

↳ y/n.user: MITSKI😫🫠💓

user5: ummmm, don’t know if i wanna be y/n, or be WITH y/n

↳ user9: the second one

mawfewtrell: CUTE COUPLE ALERT 🚨

↳ landonorris: WEEWOO WEEWOO

f1updates: adorbs adorbs adorbs

y/nandoscarfp: my otp fr

francisca.cgomes: we do take the best pics of each other fr

↳ y/n.user: we really do

oscylan814: papaya boy #81 is taken ladies :’)

↳ oscarsedit8fp: okay buttttt she’s so cute and funny and nice so i’m good with it

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oscarpiastri: nyc dates and subway pics <3

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y/n.user: photographer oscar is here <3

↳ oscarpiastri: im only your photographer tho

↳ y/n.user: i’m not paying you tho

↳ oscarpiastri: pay me with kisses

↳ y/n.user: on it!!

redbullfp1: might be my new fav couple…

brasilll4ever: guys i saw them kiss at the brazil gp and they were so cuteee

f1wags: omggg ours favs ☺️

user8: ugh the way he posts her is too cute

papayabroskis: papaya gf!!!!

↳ mclaren814bae: i love papaya gf!!!!

landonorris: the way me, max, pietra, arthur, and charles were also with them in nyc but they wont post us?!

↳ arthur_leclerc: we don’t mean anything to them😔

↳ maxfewtrell: it’s so rude

f1updates: we all know that if pietra was there, then everyone else was third wheeling y/n and pietra

↳ pietra.pialo: so true 💋

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[pablitogavii]

No more distance

“She doesn’t want to leave the bloody apartment Pablo! How am I supposed to talk her into this???” Your friend was secretly on the phone with your boyfriend who was on his way to surprise you since it’s been awhile since you’ve been together.

“Take her to sushi…she loves sushi!” He said and she agreed sending him the address of the place they will be so he can just show up and surprise you.

“I don’t want to leave this bed!!! Just leave me here!!!” You were whining for half an hour while she tried to get you to get ready.

“Not even for sushi???” She used Gavis advice which was working like a charm. You were up and going in a few minutes.

“I know it can’t be easy girl…being so far away? But you love each other a lot and you will survive this!” She said but you were still in the bad mood really missing Pablo little extra lately. It’s been a long time since you were close to each other…close enough to touch and kiss like a real couple…

“I miss him a lot…” you sighed feeling someone place hands on your eyes and you screamed making the whole restaurant pay you attention while your friend giggled.

“Would you giggle if someone kidnaps me too!??” You said touching the obvious manly hands as your heart started racing as tears fell down your cheeks wetting Pablo’s hands.

“You’re not real…you can’t be really here…I’m dreaming again…it’s a dream!!!” You said and a Pablo’s heart melted when he felt you crying as he moved closer squatting down and removing his hands but you were still keeping your eyes closer.

“Amor, open your eyes preciosa…” Pablo was drying your tears seeing your friend smiling at the two of you.

“If I do that…you will disapper” you Said sadly AND Pablo smiled leaning in AND kissing your wet cheeks.

“I’m not going anywhere…not without you…again” he spoke while kissing and you were blushing hard at the thought of everyone watching you two right now.

“Um…Pablo?” You say reaching your hand and placing it on his face without watching and he chuckled.

“Yes, amor???” He answered kissing your fingers on his mouth.

“You promise???” You ask and he nodded which you felt under your hand.

“I promise…open up and look at me preciosa” he said and you slowly opened your eyelids smiling wide when you say that he was really there with you.

“P…p..ablo” you said and he smiled leaning closer and kissing your lips this time as everyone cheered before returning to their dinners.

“Hi…” he said after pulling away and you snaked your arms around his neck staring at him in utter awe.

“Hi…” you repeats as he kissed your nose playfully.

“We’re gonna…” Pablo started and your friend nodded smiling at you being happy again with him together.

“Go..!” She said and you two ran out of the restaurant holding onto each others hand very tightly.

Pablo took you to get some ice cream and you were currently cuddling in bed chatting about any random thing that came to mind.

"I can't believe you're really here Pablito..." you said nuzzling your face into his neck and he smiled kissing the top of your head.

"I missed you so much preciosa...having you sleep in my arms like this. It's priceless...so please come to Barcelona with me?" he said and you were currently tearing up feeling so happy that Pablo didn't want to leave you again.

"Are you sleeping or choosing to ignore my question amor? " he giggled feeling a little worried of scaring you off but when you looked up at him with those happy eyes he knew already what is your answer.

"I want to go to Barcelona with you Pablo...no more distance!!!" you said and he leaned down to kiss your lips loving;y.

"No more distance amor<333" he said after you pulled away excited for your future togehter while holding tightly onto each other and getting some well deserved rest.

Might not be long...but cute nevertheless <333 for y'all!!!

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[pashminalamb]

𝔻𝔼𝕍𝕀𝕃𝕀𝕊ℍ 𝔻𝔼𝕋𝔸𝕀𝕃𝕊 (𝟙/𝟜)

Synopsis : Carrying out a casual arrangement between two consenting adults, you and Katsuki are workmates along with being friends with benefits. The only flaw was the breaking of the third rule from your side along with the lashing out of Katsuki from the other on the night you had invited Deku over to his penthouse for dinner, causing you to leave with his cruel action and hurtful words left his lips. Would you forgive Katsuki or would you be out of his life for good?

Normal : current scene

Italic : Past

Italic bold : Reader's thoughts

Ratings : NSFW, Mature themes, Minors do not interact, MDNI or will be blocked.

Status : unedited, not proofread. Will correct mistakes if found while re-reading

Pairings : Pro hero! Bakugou Katsuki x coworker! quirkless! fem!reader (they’re 24)

Warnings : Rough sex, dom!mean! Katsuki, sub!fem!reader, pinching, mentions of nipple play, name calling, face fucking, cunnilingus, rough sex, turns sweet then cruel, non con-ish, degradation, hurt no comfort (yet), friends with benefits, blowjobs, spanking, pussy slapping, humiliation, feral! Katsuki, mentions of sadism, mentions of counting.

Word count : 4.1k

Note : Yeah this is another short series. Taking my time with part 2. No tag lists.

Reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated <3

Do not copy, translate, edit or repost my works.

“What the fuck do you think you were doing?” he growled, fingers digging into the side of the column of your throat. 

“Doing what any single woman does.” you answered haughtily. 

“At the fucking gala? With Deku? You must be out of your goddamn mind if you think I’m gonna let you go home with that fucker.” he spat with anger, knee grinding into your crotch. 

“And why wouldn’t I go home with him? He smells amazing and from what I can tell…” you whispered, leaning forward towards his ear. “He can make my toes curl right on the money.” 

Half lidded eyes meeting yours with no light, only a shade of anger and torment, Katsuki leaned his body weight on you, pushing you against the wall. 

“I’ll make you regret those words.” 

“Remind me again why those two aren’t official?” Kaminari asked, his index finger circling around the rim of the glass of water watching the show on his phone in the conference room. 

“Cause they’re idiots who will eventually find their way to each other.” Sero replied, chugging down his glass of coffee, watching as you put the papers on the desk while Bakugou sat crossed legged in his formal suit, scowling at the work that he had been loaded with. 

There was no rumor at the office that Bakugou was seeing someone, yet the employees couldn’t put a finger on who it was. Newspapers and tabloids always wondered who the mystery woman was, walking out of his apartment at three in the morning, labeling her as his ‘secret lover.’ Being a fellow pro hero and graduate from UA and the department of accounts and management, you had found yourself having many offers from various pro heroes. Working with Endeavor for the first couple of years and soon moving to Dynamight’s agency, even if you had offers from Deku. 

You had noticed Katsuki from the initial years of his training in UA, admiring the way he could push himself to his limits. As childish of a crush it was, your teenage self would have been pleased to find out that you were working with him in his agency in your mid twenties. Receiving calls in early hours of the morning, getting cups of coffee which was not too sweet and purely black, getting scolded for skipping two rings only to answer his call on the third along with the eccentric and meticulous lines you had to work with regarding paperwork did make Katsuki a difficult man to work with, but you were always awarded with a night out at an expensive sushi restaurant when heroes had gotten together for a reunion when they were back in Japan. 

One night was all it took to change everything. 

Finding yourself in his arms, drunk from all the sake you had consumed and his state of not being sober, with Kirishima and Kaminari challenging him to a drinking contest, you had found your way into Katsuki’s arms within the walls of his penthouse after taking a cab from the restaurant. 

It wasn’t long until the two of you were naked, clothes lying on the floor as he drew moan after moans from your lips, making your toes curl into the mattress and your fingers digging into his back with each roll of his hips. Satisfied, he collapsed next to you, falling fast asleep while you did the same, only to wake up before him with a pounding in your head. 

Waking up next to Katsuki seemed like a lucid dream and it took minutes to realize that things had gone south. Shuffling on the floor for your clothing, you were quick to change into your clothes, not noticing that katsuki had already woken up, groggy with mind feeling heavy from the amount he had drank the previous night. Sitting up on the bed, he watched as you searched for your bag, eyes widening at the realization of what had transpired through the night. Looking around the room, you noticed him staring at you, your heart pulsing faster as it was going to explode at the naked man under the sheets before you, the sunlight illuminating his head like a halo. 

Opening your mouth to speak, he beat you to it. 

“We will not speak of this again.” 

Nodding at the statement, you sucked in your teeth, rocking back and forth on your heel before he spoke again. 

“Are you on… birth control or is there something I can get you?” 

Blinking at the softness he looked at you with, you responded. “No. I’m fine. But I really should head to work.” 

“Let me make breakfast and drop you. We work in the same building anyway.” he said, getting up from the bed with the sheets to cover himself, padding his way out of the room. 

“You should probably take a shower. I’ll… arrange something for you.” he said, turning his back to you. 

God did he have the body of Adonis. 

“Alright.” 

The morning was strangely domestic with Katsuki cooking you a meal rather than the toast that you usually grabbed off the toaster in your mouth before running off to work. The clothes he gave you were strangely the taste of a woman who seemed old but you weren’t complaining. The drive to work was a quiet one with the humming of the engine and the radio filling the silence with news regarding the execution of Deku’s latest mission causing Katsuki to scowl while you stared at your reflection in the mirror. 

The teenage you would have been happy to have Katsuki, but the adult you felt a sense of bittersweet sadness for it hadn’t gone the way you had thought of. 

The scene at work had changed with the feeling of Katsuki watching you move or stare too long if you had helped a male co-worker. He left lingering touches when you handed him a pen or gave him a file, feeling the ghost of his calloused but soft hand running lightly on the surface until it was taken back. 

But never again did you speak of that night, until you felt Katsuki grab your hand pulling you outside of the office close to the parking lot. 

“Are you seeing someone?” he asked, arms folded across his broad chest. Confused at his question, you cocked your head to the side. 

“Just answer the damn question.” 

“No, I’m not. Why do you ask?” you asked, scrunching your eyebrows together. 

“Alright. If you’re not against it, how about we make a casual arrangement.” he asked, eyes staring into yours. 

He was serious. 

“What’s in it for me?” 

Taking a few moments, Katsuki’s eyes looked to the ground before raising his gaze into yours. 

“I’m not seeing anyone. Last time we fucked, you didn’t tell a single soul about it. I’m a consenting adult and you’re one too, and we both work at the same agency. So far, that one night hasn’t affected your performance nor mine at work, and it keeps my priorities right.” 

“Are you insinuating a friends with benefits…kind of a deal?” you asked, eyes narrowing at his words. 

“If that’s what you wanna fucking call it, yeah.” he shrugged. 

“Okay.” 

“Are you sure?” he asked, his lips pulled into a tight line with seriousness. 

“Yeah.” 

“Great. Get in the car. We’re going to my place. Wear the hat, glasses, coat and mask. The last thing I want is for the paparazzi to get their hands on the surveillance and ruin the both of us.” he spat, opening the door of the car for you. 

There were three ground rules. One, Do not speak of the arrangement to anyone. Two, No fucking around at work and three, if you find someone new or start to like the other, the arrangement is off. 

Spending many nights of the week in Katsuki’s room, you had discovered a different side to him. As soft as his gestures were to you in the morning with making you breakfast and giving you a change of clothes, he could also be cruel, making your thighs shake from overstimulation, tears flowing down your face from the ache of not being able to cum, your waist bruised from his grip and your hair pulled as he roughly fucked into you. 

It was a casual arrangement that had worked out in both your favor… but you felt a sense of emptiness anytime you were back in your apartment with only the scent of him to remind you that what happened wasn’t a dream. 

It was wrong to take the offer, considering that your feelings for him were existent but the hope of him looking at you with the eyes of a lover still remained. 

Work soon turned into a nightmare, with gestures like placing a bottle of water on your table or giving you an extra mug of coffee when he made some for himself. Even if the gesture was kind and upto some extent the same as caring for a friend, it didn’t change the fact that it built false hope. 

It wasn’t until one of the regular nights that you laid in Katsuki’s bed when he handed you a glass of water while taking his own that you muttered your thoughts out loud. 

“Katsuki.” 

He hummed, taking a sip of water while using the towel to wipe off the sweat that coated his forehead. 

“What happens if one of us… starts to like the other?” you asked, clutching the glass of water close to your chest.

“The arrangement is off and we go our separate ways.” he stated. Crimson eyes turning to you, they widened at the question upon understanding the meaning of it. 

“Why do you ask? Do you…?” he asked, fists clenching the sheets that pooled around his waist. 

“No. I’m doing fine with this. Just… wanted to reconfirm.” was all you said, setting the glass of water on the nightside table beside the bed. 

“If that’s what you damn well say.” he grumbled, turning off the light, facing to the other side away from you. 

The possibility of the chance of him being anything in your life except for another pro hero who you worked with, and the ending of this relationship once you were discovered caused a tear to stain his sheet that night while your hand pressed against your mouth tightly, not letting a single sound out to alarm the man laying in bed with his back turned towards you. 

“And why the fuck did you not tell me that we had to go to Shibuya for fucking undercover work?!” Katsuki shouted, slamming the file of the Hero commission report on the table, causing you to flinch. 

It wasn’t long until the nights you spent with Katsuki began to interfere with your work, causing your performance to decline. 

“It wasn’t until friday that I had found out, Dynamight. The mission was due this Tuesday. We didn’t have the arrangements and strategies in place for carrying out an undercover mission that could take weeks or months to prepare. If anything, you should blame the front desk for submitting the notice late.”  

“You’re covering up with fucking excuses?! I didn’t hire a goddamn extra to work with me. I hired a partner. Better step up your fucking game if you don’t want the ratings of this agency to crash.” he spat in fury. 

“I don’t see what the problem is. Even if our agency didn’t handle it, Deku agency was sent the same notice and they had it covered. At the end of the day, they caught villains, threw them in prison and the citizens were and still are safe. Isn’t that the reason for the existence of every hero agency?” you answered, eyes narrowed at the new attitude Bakugou displayed. 

Before he could argue, you clapped your hands together, catching him off guard. 

“I’ve arranged dinner for tomorrow night at your penthouse with Deku.” you declared. “It’s a personal thanks on the agency’s part that we didn’t get the worst ratings since he had decided to handle the work well.” 

You left no room for argument as you walked out of the office door, preparing for the next night, clutching your phone in hand while gritting your teeth at the spiteful choice of words that Bakugou had used for something that was an honest mistake. 

It would be long enough until your facade broke over the way he had treated everyone including his friends the same way. What drove the knife even more into the wound was the fact that you probably never crossed his mind during the day, only to exist for warming his dick and his sheets at night. 

“Thank you for the dinner, Miss. (Y/N).” Deku said, putting his chopsticks to a rest as you picked up the empty plate and crockery, rubbing his hands nervously on his clothed thighs.

“Our pleasure to have you here Midoriya san.” you said with a warm smile, while Katsuki glared at the two of you, chewing the last of the meat, throwing his chopsticks into the plate. 

Lips pulled into a tight line, you bent to pick up the plate, only to feel Katsuki’s hand brush up against your forearm. Getting up abruptly with the chair dragging loudly against the marble floor, Katsuki made his way to the living room, leaving you in a confused daze at his rather… intimate gesture. 

“I’ll help you.” Midoriya offered, taking the unclean plates from you. 

“It’s fine Midoriya san. I’ll carry them.” you protested, shooing his hands away from them. 

“I insist.”

“If you must.” 

Setting the plates into the dishwasher, he stood beside you as you closed the door of it. 

“Could you mind telling me where the bathroom is?” he asked nervously, scratching his cheek. 

“It’s the third door from the left.” you said, directing him with your hand. 

“You must’ve spent a lot of time with Kacchan to know which door is which despite my third time coming into his house.” he laughed. 

If only he knew the sinful sounds these walls had heard for you to know. 

Waving goodbye to Deku as he sped down the road, you made your way into the elevator, pushing the button to the top most floor. Opening the door, you were spun around by rough hands, your back against the wood of the door. Inhaling the signature cologne, you heard Katsuki’s deep breaths near your ear. 

“Strip and get on the bed now.” 

Leaving you, he made his way to the couch in the living room. 

“I will count to five. If you haven’t taken everything off by then, I’m going to make sure you wish you did.” he announced loudly. 

“Five.” 

You were running towards the master bedroom at the end of the hallway. 

“Four.” 

You were stripping your clothes, ripping the top you were wearing causing all the buttons to fall like rain onto the floor. 

“Three.” 

Unbuckling your bra you threw it in the corner of the room, not caring where it was with a promise to search for it the next morning. 

“Two.”  

You were pulling at your bottoms, frantically throwing it off your foot. 

“One.” 

Discarding your underwear you stood before the bed, hearing the slippers against the floor as footsteps grew near. 

Grabbing your chin in his hand, Katsuki brought you close, one hand going around your waist to squeeze the flesh of your ass as his nose nearly touched yours. Bringing his lips close to yours, he lightly trailed his soft ones against yours murmuring in the process. 

“Got off being mouthy as my yesterday and then I see you wanting to fuck next. Is my fuck buddy that much of a whore?” he asked, hand now moving from your chin to pull at the locks of your hair, causing light pain to cascade through your scalp. 

“Huh?” he taunted, hand raising to smack your ass causing you to yelp. “Answer me.” 

“I’m sorry, Katsuki.” you breathed, body arching into his. 

“And to think that someone so pathetic is working with me. You think I’d let you off the hook just cause I fuck this pussy?” he asked, hand going lower towards your unclothed core, teasing lightly before landing a slap to it. 

“Fucking. Answer me.” he growled, hand letting go of your hair only to grab it once more. 

“No, Katsuki.” 

“At least you did one thing right today. Got naked when I fucking told you to.” he laughed sadistically, rubbing your ass cheek, pulling away. 

“Get on your fucking knees.” 

Taking a shuddered breath, you lowered yourself onto the floor, shivering as your body met with the cold marble floor. 

“Unzip my pants,” he commanded. 

With shaky fingers you did as he told. 

“Take my cock out.” 

Pulling the boxers beneath his shaft to rest under his balls, you looked up at him. 

“Now suck.” he said, eyes staring into yours.  

Licking the tip of it, you took it gently into your mouth when a hand pushed you to the base of it, causing you to gag. “Oops- I meant choke.” he said darkly, hips slowly rocking into your mouth before picking up pace and face fucking you. Feeling him come to a stop after a good couple of thrusts, he pulled away with strings of saliva and precum connected between your tongue and the tip of his cock. 

“Get on the fucking bed.” 

Wiping the excess mess with your hand, you nodded, sitting on the bed. 

“Ass up and face in the pillow. I don’t want to fucking look at you right now.” he snarled, taking off his shirt. “Sluts don’t deserve to be treated nicely.” 

This was different. There were times when Katsuki had degraded, humiliated and tormented you, but he always had something praising to say, calling you his good girl and how well you were taking him, while littering kisses wherever he could reach. This Katsuki was different, taking his sadism a notch and was yet to say something nice to you, which hurt. 

Getting behind you, he licked your opening, causing you to squirm as he landed a harsh hit behind your thigh. 

“Don’t fucking move. Or I’ll leave you high and dry. Doesn’t take much to get me off.” 

You felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes. 

Why was he being so hurtful? 

You moaned as the feeling of his tongue licking your clit, his finger slipping into your wet cunt creating squelching sounds. Pulling off with a suck, he continued to finger you, increasing his digits to two as he pumped in and out of your pussy. 

Satisfied with how much he had stretched you, he raised himself, the front of your thighs meeting the back of yours, pushing the tip of his cock in. You moaned at the familiar feeling of his dick, while Katsuki moaned with you as your greedy walls sucked him. With a thrust of his hips he was balls deep in, body hovering over yours. 

“Say you’re a whore.” 

You felt your eyebrows pinch at the sudden command. 

He had never done this before. 

Rocking his hips into you, you moaned until he came to stop. “Fucking say it.” he demanded. 

“Katsuki, what the fu-” you protested only to have your nipple pinched while he balanced his weight with the other hand. 

“Do sluts talk?” he asked, gravely into your ear as you whimpered. 

“Do they?” he grit out, twisting your nipple slightly, causing it to hurt. 

“No.” you answered. 

“They obey. Now. Say you’re a whore.” he said, licking the shell of your ear. 

Your eyes turned glassy, shoulder relaxing as you did what he commanded. 

“I am a whore.” 

Katsuki thrusted at a rough pace, fingers digging into your hips as you rocked along with him. Reaching a hand around, he rubbed at your clit, the pad of his fingers rubbing circles into your skin while the other toyed with your breast. You could feel yourself getting closer as his pace had reduced to the slow roll of his hips the way you liked it. You felt his hot breath on the back of your neck as he bit into it lightly. Repeating the slow in and out of his dick as his hips worked into yours, Katsuki’s hands traveled to yours, pushing them into the bed. 

It felt romantic, in the most fucked up way possible. It was strange of him to change his demeanor which made you feel it was too good to be true. 

The mirage broke when he pulled out of you all too sudden, and started jerking himself off making himself cum while you didn’t. 

You watched over your shoulder in horror at the sight of the pro hero fisiting his cock, his abs glistening in his sweat and his hair damp from the activities prior, painting your rear white as he moaned at his release. Breathing roughly, his gaze met your widened orbs. 

“I’m done.” was all he said, getting up to fetch a rag to clean the both of you up. Feeling him wipe your back and rear, you got up, covering yourself with a blanket as he walked back to the room with a robe on, phone in one hand. 

“Get your shit. I’m calling you a cab.” he said, fingers tapping away on the keypad. 

What. 

“I can’t stay over?” you asked, moving on your knees towards the edge of the bed, feeling your thighs ache.

Not answering you, Katsuki turned to pick up your clothes. 

“Katsuki?” you asked, as you watched him throw the dump of clothes on your side of the bed. Grabbing his hand, you tried to coax him. 

“Talk to me.” 

You felt his body relax when he pulled away from your hand as if you were poison. 

“I don’t want you here.” he said, clenching his jaw. 

“You haven’t made a single word of praise about me today Katsuki. You even finished yourself off in front of me and made me watch and I didn’t even get to cum. I felt like I was being punished by your anger when I did nothing wrong.” you said, your eyes now turning red from the onslaught of tears. Katsuki watched as you reached out for your clothes, sniffling as you got dressed from his harsh treatment. 

“Maybe if you go to Deku, he’d get you off. He can get you to whore for him easily, wouldn’t he?” he spat bitterly.  

Buttoning the last button of your shirt, you spun to Katsuki. Unable to believe what you had just heard from him, you felt your mouth open at the words he had just muttered, but no sound came out. Your chest heaved in pain and anger while your hand clenched at the base of your shirt. 

“Wh-what?” you stuttered as Bakugou looked away from you, his face set in a stone expression.

Walking up to him, you watched as Katsuki folded his arms and sneered at you. Placing both your hands on either side of his face, your teary eyes peered into Katsuki’s. 

“I have done nothing but love you, Bakugou. Ever since the days of UA, I have watched you. You have pushed yourself to earn the title of a hero, and I have always admired that. The first thing I did after quitting Endeavor’s agency was come here. All I wanted to do was be by your side, even if it meant that I had to cry by your bedside every night because I couldn’t have you. Just so that I could watch you soar.

But what you’re doing right now is hurting me. Worse than before. So… from now on.” you said, slowly, hands slightly shaking his face as his eyes searched into yours. 

“This agreement is over. I won’t be around you anymore, and I’m never coming back here.I’ll keep my distance. My contract with Dynamight agency ends in another five months. Don’t speak to me, message or call unless it's work. I’ll be gone soon.” you said with finality, moving away to pick up your purse that was discarded on the floor.

Not daring to turn back, you made your way to the front door, closing it gently shut as tears poured down your face, your throat burning from how hard it was to breathe from the heavy heaving of your chest as your shoulders shuddered with sobs. 

Making your way to the ground floor, you made your way into the cab Bakugou called for you, eyes peering up at the penthouse as the driver drove away, the view of it getting smaller and smaller with the distance, growing dark. 

Sometimes… fate could be cruel towards those who chase it.

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hey! i had a little idea for To Build A Home;

y/n and pedro hang out together for the first time alone (y/n is very hesitant and stuff about it, and still unsure about pedro)

pedro’s trying his hardest to start conversations with y/n, but they’re giving short and vague answers, not wanting to give a longer answer in fear of starting an actual conversation and accidentally growing attached and comfortable around Pedro.

After they finish hanging out, Y/N goes to their room and tells their friend about the day and how she was unsure about Pedro and felt bad for how they treated him earlier.

Pedro tells Y/N’s mom about how the hang out went, and their mom isn’t happy at all.

Once Pedro leaves their house, readers called downstairs to talk.

Mom starts getting angry at Y/N telling them that this is the happiest she’s ever been and she could at least try to make an effort to bond with him, and thought they were open to the idea of going to hang out with Pedro. Y/N tells their mom that they don’t trust Pedro yet or something along the lines of that…. mean words are exahcnged back and forth, gets lowk emotional and stuff.

(jesus christ this ended up being much much longer than i thought lol whoops)

To Build A Home Pt. II (Pedro Pascal x Teen!Reader)

Pedro Pascal Masterlist

A/N: I feel like this one isn't as good. Let me know what you think!

Summary: Pedro plans out a day for the two of you to bond, but it doesn't turn out the way Pedro and your mother expected it to.

Word Count: 3,105

Warnings: mentions of abuse

There was no way you were getting out of this. No matter how much you pleaded or begged or even tried to bribe your way out of it, your mom was dead set on this. 

You sat on the couch, waiting once again. For a moment you felt like you were five again, waiting to be picked up by your father to go out for the day. For a moment, you felt scared. 

Your mom paced in the kitchen, it was something she always did. Sometimes you wondered if she felt safe in the kitchen and if the things that surrounded her there gave her a feeling of confidence. Anything she needed to protect herself was within arms reach, she had to learn that the hard way. 

Your mom comes rushing back into the living room, “He’s here,” she said in a rushed tone. “Do you have your jacket?” 

“Mom, it’s the middle of April,” you comment, standing up from your spot on the couch. 

“Remember I gave you a twenty for lunch, if he tells you to put it away, you tell me.” 

“Why are you testing him? You know he’s gonna tell me to put it away,” you huffed. You didn’t know much about Pedro, but from what you’ve researched you knew he was a giver. It didn’t mean that you weren’t going to be on your toes around him, because you were, regardless of what’s on the internet, you still didn’t truly know him. 

Your mother rolled her eyes as she walked over to the door, opening it to reveal Pedro standing at the other side, “Pedro!” She smiled and gave him a big hug. He kissed her cheek before letting go of the hug. “I’d stay and chat, but you two should get going before it gets late.” She turned around to face you, “My meeting should end around four, shoot me a text if you guys are done before then, alright?” 

She looks at Pedro, “She’s allergic to shellfish, so sushi or any seafood place is out of the question, okay? Also, she burns up pretty easily and develops a rash when overheated–Oh, honey, do you have your Epipen? She needs to carry that with her at all times.” 

“Mom,” you groaned in embarrassment.  

“Don’t worry, cariño, she’ll be safe in my hands,” Pedro gave your mother a reassuring smile. “Ready?” he asked as he turns to look over at you. 

You gave him a small nod before following him out the door, “See you later.” You heard him say to your mother. 

Once you were in the car, Pedro handed you his phone, “mind picking out something to listen to?” 

You shrugged, opening up his phone, it was brave of him to not have it locked. You opened up his Spotify app noticing a variety of genres in his liked playlist. From Prince to even Omar Apollo, you had to admit that he had good taste. It was all music your mother showed you or that you had discovered on your own. 

You settled with Omar Apollo, letting his music play on shuffle as Pedro drove. 

“Nice, I love Omar!” He exclaimed. “I actually went to his concert not too long ago, he’s an amazing performer.” 

“That’s nice,” you commented. 

Pedro hummed in response, he was nervous all day about this. He sat up all night overthinking different things to ask you, what was appropriate and what wasn’t. If he should ask you about school or if that was stupid, what kid wanted to talk about school? Regardless of all the questions, he knew he had to prepare himself for the worst. He knew that there would be a chance that you wouldn’t say anything at all. 

Pedro mentally prepared himself for the possibility you would give him one-word answers or even the cold shoulder. He knew he couldn’t take it personally. He was a man that was coming into your life and it wasn’t going to be easy for you, no matter how much space he can give you, it isn’t easy. 

Minutes went by, and Pedro cleared his throat, “We’re almost there,” he stated. He just knew that just because you might give him the cold shoulder, it was best for him not to react the same way. He had to talk, be himself with you. 

You gave him a small nod as you continued to look out of the window watching as the ocean slowly came into view. “I swear every time I see the ocean, it always manages to amaze me,” Pedro commented. 

You hummed in response. Pedro didn’t say much after that for the rest of the ride, he let the music do the talking. 

Don’t take it personally, Pedro. He kept reminding himself as he continued to drive down the freeway. 

Pedro pulled into the parking lot, and you looked at the signs directing towards the aquarium. It wasn’t a place you thought Pedro would take you to. He seemed like the kind of guy to want to go to amusement parks or even an escape room. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t disappointed that you weren’t at Disneyland. 

You got out of the car and walked beside Pedro toward the entrance. Even though it wasn’t Disneyland, you knew it was going to be a good experience. Especially since this was your first time in an aquarium. 

Pedro paid for two tickets and led you inside, there was a weird echo within the building, you could see parts of the aquarium from the entrance, and part of you felt like a little kid again. Eager to run over to the glass and watch the fishes swim by, just like the little kids in front of you. It was an experience you had missed out on as a kid and now you wanted to live it. 

Pedro could see how your eyes widen at the sight of the tall glass that you had never been to an aquarium and for a second he didn’t know if bringing you was the right choice. Was he overstepping? He shook the thoughts out of his head, knowing very well that he wasn’t overstepping. He had asked your mother days before if it was okay and she had given him the okay, but he couldn’t help his anxiety. 

You both walked down a small hallway that led to a dark room that was barely lit by the light coming from the aquarium. “Whoa,” you breathed out. Watching as a large whale shark came into view. 

For a moment, you forgot everything. 

For a moment, you were one of the fishes. Swimming along the water with no care in the world. 

And for a moment, you felt free. 

“Do you think they feel pain?” you blurted out. 

Pedro gave you a small glance before looking back over at the view in front of him. This was the first time all day you had asked him something, he wanted to jump for joy but withheld his glee, “hard to say,” he began. “I think every living creature feels some sort of pain.” You hummed in response. “Do you think they do?” 

You let out a small breath, thinking back to being a fish, feeling free. “No,” you answered. 

Pedro felt his heart sink, he had to say something to keep this conversation alive. Anything just to keep you talking, “Why do you think that?” 

There was a little girl beside you, you could hear her laughing alongside who you’d assume was her father. You hated the feeling it brought you, that gut-wrenching feeling in the pit of your stomach. Why couldn’t that be you? You tuned Pedro back in, “Dunno,” you responded with a shrug. 

Pedro let out a sigh. You both stood there watching the fishes come and go, “What’s your favorite fish?” Pedro asked. He was feeling a little desperate, he wanted to talk to you, to get to know you. 

But you, on the other hand, wanted to keep your distance. You didn’t want what talking could lead to. You didn’t want the attachment, mostly because you didn’t know how long he would be around. Was he just around until he got bored and then he’d leave you and your mother? You shrugged, “Clownfish,” you responded with the only fish that came to your mind. 

“Clownfish?” You gave him a nod. “Mine is a Sting Ray.” 

“They killed Steve Irwin,” you commented as you began to walk away, ready to see what else the aquarium had to show. 

Pedro sighed, “Yeah, they did.” The both of you remained quiet as you walked from one part of the aquarium to the other. You watched as seals did little tricks underwater and the penguins wobbled their way into the water. It was all fascinating. “I was thinking maybe we could grab something from the harbor while we’re here?” Pedro says as he follows you into the Jellyfish exhibit. 

 You gave him a nod, “alright.” 

“Okay and then it’s up to you if you want to go home after or do something else,” he suggested. 

“I’m fine with going home after that.” 

Pedro knew this wasn’t easy for you. It wasn’t easy for your mother either. He had stayed up with her in the late hours, listening to her cry over the phone, giving her a listening ear when she really needed a shoulder to cry on. It was the best he could do in his situation. 

Your mother only told Pedro a small percentage of the past, mostly stuff that she was able to tell without becoming a sobbing mess. Your father left when you were two and manipulated his way back only a year later. He abused and neglected the two of you until you were eight when your mother was able to find a way out of his controlling hands. 

The times Pedro stayed up late with your mother were the times she called him in the middle of the night, after a vivid nightmare that felt more like a memory. She would explain how your father would throw her against the wall during a heated argument or how there were times he’d threatened her with a kitchen knife. Pedro hated listening to it, he hated hearing the heartbreak in her voice as she broke down with a new detail. He hated all of it. 

Most of all, he hated how even though he didn’t know her then, all he wished he could was protect her. Something that was impossible then but isn’t now. 

“Alright,” Pedro muttered. His eyes never leave you, wondering how to bring down those walls with each brick, slowly enough for you to trust him. Enough for him to show you how a father is supposed to love. Pedro was determined to not give up. He just knew it in his heart that this is where he was meant to be, this is where his heart felt like home. 

Your mother never spoke in detail about the abuse you endured. She had tried at times, but it always ended with her in a sobbing mess. She had told Pedro that the abuse had gotten to the point where she knew another hospital visit for you would draw suspicions, shortly after your mother found sanctuary. 

And unbeknownst to Pedro, she found happiness when she met him. “My mom used to take me to the aquarium when I was a kid,” Pedro began. “Usually on the weekends, to the same aquarium and I didn’t care if it was the same exhibit with the same animals. I was just so happy to be there with my mom…” Pedro reminiscent. Pedro understood why you were so guarded and unsure of him. If he were in your position, with all the love he had for his mother, he would do the same. 

You remained quiet, watching as the jellyfish in front of you slowly moved from one side to the other. Your stomach growled causing Pedro to let out a small chuckle. “Hungry?” you gave him a small nod. “We can cut this short and grab a bite if that’s what you want,” he gave you a smile. You nod again, you could see the disappointment appear on his face as he let out a small sigh. You were trying. 

You were trying so hard to let him in, but it was hard. Accepting someone after trauma is hard. 

Accepting that there is someone who has good intentions is hard. 

Acceptance is hard. 

And it’s harder when you are young and you were never given the chance to know what it’s like to live in happiness, to be a kid with a normal childhood. 

The both of you walk back out of the aquarium, you had only been there for three hours, although it felt less. The walk to the harbor was pretty short, Pedro let you choose where to eat and it wasn’t hard for you to find a place right away. 

You both sat down once you had ordered. 

You took your phone out real quick to check the notifications you had gotten over the past three hours. 

“You like Star Wars?” Pedro asked, you gave him a confused look as he gestured toward the back of your phone. You turned your phone around. 

“Oh,” you realized he was talking about the Star Wars sticker you had on your case. “Yeah,” you responded. 

“Me too, I mean, it’d be kind of hard to be the Mandalorian and not like Star Wars,” he chuckled. “Who’s your favorite character?” 

You shrugged, “Dunno.” You looked up at him, noticing his furrowed eyebrows as he glanced down. “R2-D2, I guess?” 

He glanced back up at you, a smile on his face, “That’s understandable.” The food arrived not long after, and the both of you ate in silence. You were glad that you had chosen a table outside so that the sound of the waves clashing with the shore could drown out the silence. 

Once the two of you were done eating it was time to head back to the car. No words were spoken still and you wondered if Pedro hated you by now. You weren’t trying to get him to hate you, but you feared that every small response you gave him, gave him more of a reason to hate you. 

You could feel the anxiety creeping its way in. You were ruining something good for your mother for your own selfish needs, you knew you were. Why was it so hard for you to just talk; To have a normal conversation with a man that loves your mother. 

It wasn’t too late, you still had the car ride to make up for the time lost. You both got into the car, Pedro plugged his phone in and began playing where the playlist had left off. 

Say something, you thought to yourself. Anything. You could thank him for bringing you or even talk about what your favorite part was. Maybe that was too much? 

“So,” Pedro began, “What did you think of the aquarium?” He chuckled, “you probably have been there so many times,” he muttered. 

“No,” you responded, “this was actually my first time.” 

Pedro was taken aback by your response, “Oh.” 

“I liked it,” your muttered. Going back to remaining quiet, where you felt comfortable.  

Once you were home, Pedro follows you inside. “You’re both back early!” your mother stated as she got up from the couch. 

“Are we?” Pedro greeted your mother with a kiss on her cheek. 

“I’m gonna go upstairs and finish my homework,” you state as you quickly leave the room. 

Your mother gave you a quick glance as you walked up to your room before looking back over at Pedro, “How’d it go?”

Pedro sighed, “Good, I guess?” 

Your mother sighed, her fear of today's outcome was true, “You guess?” 

Pedro shrugged, making his way outside in fear that you might hear anything. He didn’t want to paint you in a bad light, it wasn’t his intention. “I’m not taking it to heart, Yesenia.” 

“What did she say?” 

“That’s the thing, she didn’t say anything?” Your mother gave him a confused look, “She was quiet and gave the occasional one-word answers. Honestly, I don’t blame her.” 

“I can’t believe this.” 

“Yesenia, it’s okay.” 

“No, it’s not.” 

Pedro sighed, looking at his watch, “Don’t be too hard on her, I get where she’s coming from. I have to go make a couple of calls before work tomorrow morning, let’s have lunch?” 

She nods, “Don’t forget you’re installing my new bookshelf on Wednesday.” Yesenia waves Pedro goodbye as he gets in his car. She waits until he’s out of sight to go back inside. To say she was mad was an understatement, you had given her your word that you’d try to make conversation with him. 

“Y/N!” Your mother called out. 

You came running down the stairs a few seconds later, “Yes?” 

“I need you to explain something to me,” she began. “When you told me the other night that you’d try to make conversation with Pedro and that this whole idea of hanging out with him was a good idea, did you intend to lie to me the whole time?” 

You rolled your eyes, “Mom, I really did try.” 

“That’s not what it sounds like to me.” 

“Mo-” 

“This is the happiest I have been in years, Y/N. Years. The least you could do is make an effort to like the man.” 

“But mo-” 

“If you were just honest with me-” 

“How can I be!? God, I have to tip-toe around you now because of how emotional you are since Dad! I’m sorry if I take my time trusting a man I barely met! I’m not like you, mom!” 

Your mother was taken aback by your response. “You know it has taken me a long time to trust people, to even open my heart up again.” 

You sighed, “I’m sorry, that was a low blow.” 

Your mother shook her head, “I-I can’t even look at your right now.” 

“Mom-” You took a step forward. 

Your mother took a step back, “Go to your room.” 

You didn’t try to fight your mother on this, you knew she needed her space. You walked back up the stairs to your room. Yes, it was a low blow, but you felt like your mother forgot that even though you both were in the same war, you are still fighting different battles. Battles that to this day you were struggling to overcome. 

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[cannibalsrider]

destined for you

summary: from near death to sushi Geto (y/n) and Shoko ieiri had been tied together

pairings: Geto!fem reader x shoko ieiri

warnings and mentions: talks of near death, reader slight anxiety, talks of alcohol, and slight mention of Suguru since this is set in May of 2018 and reader is thinking she on thin ice with everyone. not proofread

An! Lowk in love with this kinda made this angsty lowk but it's not too much but it's still late cus meant to post this yesterday but happy late lesbian visibility week^.^

word count. 1,385

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“I can't stand the thought of losing you (y/n)”

Hearing her words made my ears ring. Shoko looked at me differently than usual. I could think it was because this was the one time I was brought to her to be treated with almost fatal wounds that was all right. Her voice came to me once more as I stared up at her from the ice-cold metal table in the treatment room. While I was lying unconscious it made me truly think. Did they think I was like my Nii-chan because of who he was? Was I on thin ice with all my coworkers and friends, even the students because I held the family name Geto? All the thoughts seemed to melt at that moment when I opened my eyes to see her staring back at me but that didn't matter now all I had to focus on was Shoko, not some worries thinking I was bound for death because of my name all I had to think about now was Her. Shoko said again, “I'm serious (y/n), what if Kusakabe didn't get to you in time to bring you back to campus?” I could tell she was worried. I always hated seeing her worry so much about me whenever I was injured.

"But he came in time, didn't he?" I responded, my voice seemed groggy, but it didn't surprise me much, knowing I must have been out cold for a while. Her eyes seemed to bore into me as if it was the first time she had to treat my wounds, as if we had been in school again, a smile wanting to tug at the corners of my mouth as I shifted slightly to sit up. "Still, (y/n), you lost a lot of blood. You're lucky I was able to heal you. But what if I couldn't have? I can't stand the idea of losing you." Her words brought me out of an almost unrealistic thought. She wasn't wrong; I could have died. I would have met the same fate as so many of our friends. "I'm here. I won't die, Sho. I promise I won't leave you, and I'm gonna keep it, 'kay?" I told her, my eyes searching hers as I spoke. Our fingers seemed to entangle as if it meant it was our fate to be destined to be here with one another and not for us to be as far as it had wanted us to be from one another. The silence was comfortable as I sat up, our eyes meeting the moment I was upright, the scent of whiskey and lavender filling my senses. "Sho, y’know I'd never let you stay here alone. You're never getting rid of me," I told her with a smile, earning a small eye roll. "You make it sound like I'd let you die, (y/n).”

I could tell she was serious; I knew she wouldn't let me die, and I'd not let her, even if I had to risk my life. Shoko Ieiri was worth so much more than she wanted to let on; she knew it, and so did I. "Acting as if I'd die anyway," I huffed, almost sounding as if I was Gojo-kun with how dramatic I looked. Even though we both knew dying was a possibility, we knew that came with the title of a jujutsu sorcerer. But even now, it seems like the thought of death scares me. I can't ever be sure about Sho, but it was always stuck in the back of my head, the idea of having to lose her after what happened to Suguru last Christmas. It's only been five or so months since that day, but it still seemed to weigh heavily on us all.

"We both know there might come a day your cockiness won't save you, (y/n). You know I'm right. Now come on, you must be starving," she told me, throwing my uniform coat and catching it a second before it fell, slipping it on as I stood up, a small growl being heard from my stomach. "I heard of a new sushi place nearby, or I'm sure we could order," I responded, unsure which she'd prefer. After god knows how long of monitoring me, I knew she must deserve me paying for her food after causing her that much stress. 

"Sushi sounds alright. Just don't get too much soju this time because you almost passed out in the karaoke room last month," she told me, making me want to shiver at the vague memory of drunkenly singing Mitski songs at the top of my lungs. "It wasn't thaaaat bad. Just blame it on Gojo because he kept daring me to take more shots," I grumbled as we started walking out of her little office.

"Honeyy," I called her, the slight drawl at the end made her tilt her head at me as we stood in the courtyard. "Hm?" she asked, confused, as she locked her door. "You don't think Yaga-sensei will kill me about this, right? Because he was pissed I almost didn't exorcize that curse in a mission from last month," I asked in what seemed like a worried tone.

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It must have been my anxiety talking, but who knows at this point. Sometimes getting scolded by Yaga felt like our school days again, as if I were fifteen and Shoko was sixteen, hiding out in the infirmary away from the prying eyes of our classmates and underclassmen, just us in the silence of the sterile room. A book in my hand and a cigarette between her lips as we hid out from Satoru and Suguru. After what seemed like ages, she finally spoke.

“I don't think he’ll be mad. From what Kusakabe told me, the mission you got sent on was misregistered. Instead of being a semi-first grade, it was a special grade, and they just decided to send Gojo when you got brought back to campus. (Y/n), you won't get scolded for it when it wasn't your fault,” her response made me feel what seemed like a thousand times better than I had before, and she could tell as she linked her arm with mine.

“Now come on, there's no reason to worry so much. It's not like you'll get fired for something that was out of your control,” she said with a small smile as she patted my arm once. Her touch was comforting.

“You're right, there's nothing to worry about,” my smile seemed to ease us both as we walked down the hall, the small patter of her heels and my shoes echoing as we walked. The comfortable breeze flowed around us as we crossed the courtyard, heading towards the train station not far from campus. Watching Shoko seemed like a dream I never wanted to wake up from, and if it was, I hoped to stay in a deep sleep as long as possible, just to stay by her side. As long as one could yearn for it, I'd let her break and repair my heart, each vessel to her delicate touch I'd grown to know so well, and I'd hope never to lose it in this lifetime or another.

Shoko Ieiri was a sight to behold. If one lost it, I hoped to always find it, instead of it feeling like destiny for me to find her again. She was like a shot of espresso bathed in the winter sky, a rare gem shining in the sunlight. Anyone would be lucky to stand in the spot I am, arms intertwined as we walk to the restaurant.

"Do you ever think we would have been together in other universes, Sho?" I asked as we crossed the road, the Tokyo streets bustling, but everything seemed silent in the small radius of us.

"I have a feeling we would, and we’d be one of those cheesy couples in those rom-coms who have two cats and live in the countryside to get away from the city life," she answered. Her voice was all I wanted to hear for the rest of our days. As long as I was with her, life seemed complete.

Shoko Ieiri, you are a piece of art I hope never hides from the light of day.

#jujutsu kaisen #fanfiction #shoko x reader #wlw #lgbtqia #pls like this #jujutsu kaisen shoko #shoko #fem reader #i love her so bad #kissing shoko on the mouth #shes so real #wlw yearning #shoko ieri x reader #geto!fem reader #imagines

[ticklygiggles]

Profile Tag Game

Hello - Hi! I was tagged by the cutest @otomiyaa! Oh, you saw that? Eh? You want us to get to know each other better? Well, you can call me Mia for starters! It's nice to become your acquaintance!

Chat: Tickling - A-Ah, you really had to bring that topic up, huh? Anyways... yes, how to explain? Tickling is just nice, I guess. It feels nice and it's something fun to do with your friends and the ones you love, isn't it? A- A tickle fight? Maybe later. Now, let's talk about something else.

Chat: Reading - You think these are a lot of books? I wish my collection was even bigger! Do you enjoy reading? I could lend you some books, if you want!

When It Rains - Ugh, I hate it when it rains. Such a bummer. Good thing I always carry an umbrella, although it's a tiny one, but if we squeeze together we'll be fine!

When It Snows - Snow? I've never seen it and I'm glad, I don't think I'd handle the cold!

When the Sun Is Out - So bright and warm! Doesn't it feel so nice on the skin? Don't forget to put enough sunscreen, though!

Good morning - I must admit I'm not a morning person, I wish I could come back to sleep.

Good night - Go to bed if you are sleepy; a good night rest is necessary. I still want to stay up for a little while longer!

About me: Writing - Ah, yes I write from time to time, nothing too amazing, really.

Something to Share: Drawing - From where did you get-?! Y-Yes, I sometimes draw, but I'm really not that good at it, but hey... I really like your eyes... would you mind if I just- don't move, please.

My Hobbies: Scrapbooking - I don't do this activity as much as I would like to, but I do have a scrapbook where I put memories about trips and places I visit! We should take a picture together so I can put it on my scrapbook! Do you have you kamera with you?

My Troubles - Oh, I don't want to bother you with those, but tell me, do you have any troubles yourself?

Favorite Food: Are you going to make food for me?! Well, can I ask for some sushi? Or maybe something with shrimps? Pasta is also so good!

Least Favorite Food: Hmm, I'm not really picky when it comes to food, but I usually try to avoid beans, although sometimes they taste good enough for me to eat!

About @otomiyaa - You see us together often? Why of course! She's my best friend after all! I'm glad I reached out to her first, I wonder how life would be if I hadn't sent that message- unimportant, we now talk every single day and look out for each other! Such a lovely person she is! I truly love her!

About @lovelynim - Hehe, you saw our collaboration? That was so much fun! We've recently become friends, you see! To be honest I was a little bit intimitated by her. She's so talented and smart, so I only admired her from afar as a loyal follower. I'm happy we're getting the chance to know each other better!

Hehe this was fun, I hope I was not too cringey jdfsnfj everyone I talk to has been tagged already, so you're gonna get tagged again, I'm sorry! @wertzunge @eliankrios @xsezzie @ticklystuff @chibimochii

#profile tag game #tag game #genshin impact #personal

[lazypanartist]

So of course Im gonna do a Bonus Thing for Donnie x Yokai reader like the rest but i just had... either a Big Brain or Big Dumb idea of the different readers and the brothers talking to each other hang on lemme just--

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Mikey: I dunno... *sigh* What if I mess up confessing to Starsick?

Raph: *snorts* Please, theyre so delighted with anything you say to them they wouldnt even notice.

Don: *typing something, deleting something, typing again* You could probably say something along the lines of "mmme date? you? please yes?" and they'd think its cute.

Leo and Raph: *laughs*

Mikey: Oh shut it! >:[ I just dont want to ruin my chances...

Leo: Believe me, baby bro, they are ENTIRELY smitten with you. Just go for it! Heck, at least you arent in Don-Tron's shoes.

Don: *stiffens* Hey!

Raph: Night Eyes is...Kinda scary man, sorry. I dont know how you wont choke asking em out.

Leo: You think theres like a whole custom thing you gotta do? or can you just take em out for tacos and woo em with your knowledge of ant farms?

Don: *grumbling* I shouldve dumped the colony in your bed while you were asleep- Look, ill take em to a nice restaurant, maybe go dancing... once I text them....

Raph: You cant take em to Hueso's, Mikey called that one.

Leo: Hey, not to bat for donnie, but Mikey also called like....17 other places. He's gotta pick one. And anyways, Raph, whats your plan?

Raph: *blushing* I dunno what you mean.

Mikey, Leo and Donnie: PLEASE.

Donnie: You are, according to extensive data research and watching you and Origami with my own eyes, crushing HARD on each other.

Mikey: Yeah! Come on big guy, you gotta ask em out. You're so sweet on them and they seem like they feel real comfortable around you.

Leo: *nods nods* You gotta do it bro. You're adorable together, and I think youre really good for em. Plus im worried they might, like, cry or throw up if they try and ask you out.

Raph: Whatever *rolls eyes* ...and what about you, eh?

Leo: *blink* What do you mean?

Don: ???When are you finally gonna ask Homie out??

Mikey: theyre already dating guys. I overheard them talking about date night on saturday.

Leo: Guys i already told yo- wait were you eavesdropping on us...? nevermind. We arent dating. Homie's just a close friend, they dont even like me like that.

Raph, Donnie, Mikey, Splinter (who just wanted some cake and is now part of This Shit): 🤨😒

-- Elsewhere, at a cafe --

Starsick: Gosh i dunno what if Michelangelo's just being nice?

Night Eyes: Mh, no. He's down bad. He looks at you like you hung the moon in the sky.

Homie: Look, if he doesnt ask you out by the end of the week, hes probably just nervous. try confessing your feelings and see if that helps!

Origami: *nods* a direct approach is a good one.

Night Eyes: Which is why I'm asking ~Othello von Ryan~ to come visit me at a dance hall. after dinner, of course. Sushi, my treat. 💅✨

Homie: Ooohohoo~ Look at you, going in for the kill!

Night Eyes: Hes just so cute~ I like how he talks about space travel. so facinating!

Homie: So, when are you going to tell Big Red you like him?

Origami: *sputters, face red* What!! No! I do not! I just, he, um..!!

Starsick: Is nice to you, helps calm you down, encourages you to take care of yourself....

Homie: *counting on fingers* reminds you of a teddy bear, thinks you look cute when you pout, helped get you out of the foot clan...

Night Eyes: Is so painfully smitten with you yet you remain unaware.

Origami: >~< he's so sweet, and Im worried I might...be mean, or blunt, and it makes him not like me....How did you ask Leonardo out?

Homie: ...??? who, me?

Origami: ...yes??

Homie: Oh, we arent dating. We're just friends, he doesnt like me like that.

Night Eyes, Origami, Starsick, April (who was bringing their order and is now in the middle of all This Shit): 🤨😒

-📝 Anon

WNSKABDODB

OHHH MY GOD

Everyone being friends and trying to help them ask each other out?? Leo and Homie being Big Gay Idiots is, like, my WHOLE Aesthetic!

#kana's chats #rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise leo x reader #rise donnie x reader #rise raph x reader #rise mikey x reader #📝 anon

[boypussydilf]

aw hey another relationships ask. how about sae and akechi? (platonically if thats not obvious,) vastly interested in hearing your opinion

OH MY GOD I HAD NOT EVEN CONSIDERED THEM. CAN WE TALK ABOUT SAE AND AKECHI IVE BEEN DYING TO TALK ABOUT SAE AND AKECHI “youre literally about to talk about them” I AM}!??!?!? SWEET!!!!! literally i saw i had an ask and i was like oh man I’ll probably have to save it for tomorrow and then i saw what it was and was Instantly restored to Full Health. my HP bar is massive and so is my brain. anyway this is once again gonna turn into kind of a big post so

describe their canon relationship/dynamic

SAE NIIJIMA. AND GORO AKECHI. HAVE. THE LITERAL FUNNIEST DYNAMIC OF ANY CHARACTERS IN ANY PIECE OF MEDIA, EVER.

They’re, like, coworkers, which is already incredible bc they’re like. a 27 year old woman and a 17 year old boy. i dont actually know how old sae is but you get the idea. can you imagine being sae and working so hard to earn a position & respect as a young female prosecutor and then theyre like. can you confer with this Teenage Prettyboy. shes so strong for not just walking out.

But It Gets Better. Every interaction they have is stellar. The very first time we see them interact, which is also The First Time We See Akechi, At All, is, god i dont remember the Actual conversation they have i only rememebe the end of it, the most important part: akechi trying to get sae to buy him sushi and looking so miserable and pathetic when she’s like “only the cheap stuff :/“. Fucking…. incredible. 10/10 introduction to their dynamic all on its own. I cannot remember if akechi ever asks her to get him sushi again in the game or if im recalling something that happened in the anime or a fanfic. but. god its so funny. akechi, AKECHI, trying to pester this adult woman he works with into treating him to food. and her refusing. its incredible i could talk in circles abt how good this is for years.

and then it gets even funnier bc of like. the scene where sae realizes that Her Laptop Has Been Tampered With, and she asks akechi if He did it because they had a Disagreement recently. sae thinks akechi is petty enough to like. illegally take important and classified case information from her computer. over some difference of opinion that like, i imagine we see in the game, but if we do its so Understated that ive never noticed it. and she goes Did you try to get revenge on me. you bitch. like its so so funny

AND IT STILL GETS FUNNIER. BECAUSE. makoto says like. she got the impression sae had more trust & respect for akechi than for her. Sae is like “this guy I work with can be annoying and full of himself but he’s genuinely smart and he gets the job done i respect that” and then the guy in question is A TEENAGE CELEBRITY.

I don’t think we ever get to see akechi talk about sae all that much but like. It seems like he does Genuinely Like Her. And also is constantly passive aggressive at her!

In conclusion i. They’re incredible. They’re coworkers, theyre enemies, theyre very good friends with deep respect and even a kind of admiration for each other, theyre one businesswoman and the weird as hell teenager she works with that she feels compelled to be nice to because she has a little sister his age.

your ideal/headcanon version of it? how does it differ from how it is in canon & why is this your favorite version? any other alternate versions of it you enjoy?

Again yet another case of like. ^ All That is just like. Their actual canon interactions. I cant improve on that. The only way it can be made better is by having More of it. GOD I wish we got more of it. Oh also I think they talk shit about other people theyve both worked with together. With the utmost professionalism.

what do you like about their relationship, why is it interesting or enjoyable to you?

theyre a combo of “GOD i want akechi to have friends. so bad” + “This is the funniest thing ive ever seen. in my life” i wish i was big brain enough to come up with something as riotously hilarious as their dynamic. the whole concept is so singularly unique. i dont know if that was even INTENTIONAL. its all There and it just gets skimmed over. just….. completely fascinating

what about the individual characters involved? what does this relationship mean to them, what makes it unique among their relationships?

*sobbing and blubbering* what if… goro akechi… had friends and people he cared about… even if he wont fully admit it or tries to avoid it… Like legit that’s. theyre. theyre like friends. i keep going to say They Get Along but they do not get along. but they are. friends. mostly in a Work Friends kind of way but still. & like. i think itsjust inevitable that as an Older Sibling sae will see people younger than her & feel Urge To Watch Over Them And Make Sure Theyre OK even without any like Personal Attachment. *sae voice* i guess i have to take care of this annoying fucking kid because NO ONE ELSE IS!!

of course agaun they also both just have Professional Respect for each other. as well.

favorite interaction they have in canon

AGAIN. THE ONES I LISTED @ THE BEGINNING. AKECHI TRYING TO MAKE SAE BUY HIM QUALITY SUSHI AND SAE ACCUSING HIM OF BEING EVEN MORE PETTY THAN HE IS. 10/10 SITUATIONS

favorite interaction they have in your head/a situation you want to put them in

ACTUALLY I HAVE NO IDEA. I JUST WANT TO SEE THEM INTERACT MORE FULL STOP. i think anything they did together would be funny

#thank you thank you gotd theyre so #theyre my favorites why is everyone not talking about them all the time #basilask #persona 5 #< for my own organization <3

[vixovavalentine]

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REMINDER: I DO NOT OWN JJK OR ANY CHARACTERS OR ART OR ANYTHING. ALSO PLEASE DON'T STEAL ANY OF MY WORKS. THAT'S JUST RUDE. :)

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Nothing this chapter, maybe a tiny bit of fluff here.

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It was the day after your release from the infirmary and it seemed everyone was being extra cautious around you with the exceptions of Gojo and Nanami. Who had informed everyone that morning during class that you were completely harmless, though Megumi and Itadori still seemed a bit skittish to give you any pats or even the high fives they normally gave. Nobara was the complete opposite to your surprise, she simply asked. "If I pass you my phone to show you a picture of this cute guy are you gonna break it or fry it or something?" When you told her no, she shoved it into your hands and began scrolling for you making faces and squealing about shirtless men. Making the boys grimace and roll their eyes. After all the mess of the last few days, being in class and feeling the slight normalcy again helped heal the blow you took to your wounded resolve, but Nanami's words ran through your mind. This was serious, and you had to learn to be better. You had to get stronger, and this was how you were going to do it. You were going to go all in.

Before class let out for the day Gojo clapped his hands excitedly. "REMEMBER EVERYONE SUSHI TONIGHT!" Nanami just stood stoic as ever but continued for Gojo, as if to stop Gojo from being more eccentric. "We are celebrating Y/n making a full recovery. We're going to Sushi-Go here in Tokyo." Nobara squealed in delight and Itadori high fived Gojo. "YOU ROCK SENSEI!" Namami just stood against the wall nodding in your direction. " Everyone be ready to leave at 5:00 by the front of the school. Ijichi will be driving us. Dismissed."

Gathering your bags Nobara chatted excitedly about getting sushi and how the guy in the forth picture she showed you had rock hard abs that she'd like to, as she put; "Ride off into the sunset with." Then winked making you burst out laughing and turn red. "Good god woman you're absolutely feral!" You teased. Nobara stuck her tongue out. "In our line of work is it so bad? I could die any day and If I had the opportunity I'd take it in a heart beat, and I mean really take it." Winking at you again, all you could do is laugh.

"Have I ever told you, I love your sense of humor Nobara?"

"That's why we're friends and by the way." She turned and pointed her finger into your chest. " You still owe me a shopping trip. Don't think your little stint in the infirmary made me forget." Making your way to the door you groaned.

"I didn't go to the infirmary on purpose! I literally almost died." you whined. "Yeah, yeah, you burned something with your hand and got stabbed in the arms and blacked out. We almost die all the time. WE'RE GOING THIS WEEKEND Y/N! You're not gonna be on a mission for a while from what I hear so you won't have that excuse not to go next time." Stomping her foot and smiling victoriously. "It wasn't an excuse I literally--"

"Y/n" You heard next to you. Stopping your little jesting with Nobara you realized it was Nanami that was calling to you. "Yes, Sensei?" You straightened up, facing him. "I'd like a moment with you, if you could." His gaze shifting over to Nobara. "In private."

Nobara looked a little irritated but then she smiled and simply said. "I'll see you after you're done. We'll get ready together." and walked off with Itadori and Megumi. After they were out of sight Nanami walked you to a set of doors and gestured for you to go inside, walking in you noticed that this room guessed was the faculty lounge.

"Take a seat."

You did as instructed and took a seat on a long comfy looking green couch that took most of the room. Nanami sat across from you and began to speak. "I hope you've taken my words to heart Y/N. You seem calmer today. How are your hands? How is your mind after everything? You didn't really say yesterday in what way you were feeling. This whole situation was a mess but I wanted to hear from you, what you're feeling about your training. Are you going to continue or are you still feeling unsure?"

It was nice to know Nanami cared enough to check in with you; you were his responsibility as a student you knew that but, for some reason it really warmed you.

"I haven't had any issues with my hands at all and believe me I went around touching things for almost all of yesterday. I think I'm good there, and I think Gojo was right. It's got to be something mental. As for continuing my training, I don't think I have a choice. I thought about it and I realized that even if I do leave, I'll never forget. The curses won't go away and I don't want to be afraid forever. I'd never forget what I know and I want to get stronger. This whole experience just showed me how weak I am, I want to go on."

Nanami's seemed to relax a tad more.

"I'm happy to hear that Y/n. I know everything is up in the air right now with your technique but there really is no better place to learn. Regardless of Gojo's lack of tacked. He was right." You thought for a moment you saw Nanami shutter. "Never let Gojo know I said that."

A small chuckle escaped your lips. "You're secret is safe with me."

"Good, we'll work slowly and figure out what we can about your technique. You'll be taken from your usual lessons and paired with myself or Gojo for your own personal training. Rest assured, Gojo won't be pulling anymore antics, at least not for a while." Taking a long sigh you realized this wouldn't be the last of Gojo's antics which to be honest amused you.

"This whole new life is expect the unexpected. I learned that the hard way but it's a way to learn. Plus who knows, maybe one day I'll be able to see through Gojo's antics myself." Nanami smiled slightly.

"That's a good way to look at it y/n." Reaching into his jacket Nanami pulled out a small box and set it on the table in front of you.

"But regardless of Gojo's antics I still felt it right to give you a proper apology on my end. So please take this as a token of my sincerity and know going forward, I'll make sure not to but you in a compromising position again." You took a look at the small box in front of you caught off guard by such a kind gesture. Nanami was always so stoic so this was really surprising to you.

"Sensei you really didn't need to, I don't even blame you. There's nothing to forgive."

Everything he said, you understood. If you were Nanami and some strange new sorcerer came in with some power that was unknown, you'd be curious too. At least that's what you thought to yourself.

"But I'll say thank you Sensei and I forgive you. Just next time, let's hope things aren't so lethal." you teased and took the box and went to open it. Opening the box you saw inside was a small charm. It was strange looking wrapped in black fabric. Being completely honest with yourself, you had no idea what it was and felt immediately embarrassed for not knowing. "Thank you....what is it?"

Nanami just nodded and took it from you to examine it with you. "See here" Nanami pointed to the text. "It reads Yakuyoke. It means to ward against evil. I don't believe in silly things like this personally, and it won't do anything for you on the battlefield, but I thought it might help having something like this with you."

It was extremely thoughtful and to be honest, even if it was just a piece of fabric with some text it made you feel better, maybe not safer. but better. You'd be lying if you said it didn't give you a lump in your throat. "Th-Thank you Sensei. I'll cherish it." You took the charm and slid it into your pocket.

"That's all for now Y/n, But remember. Once we start training again. Give it your all. Take this experience and use it to make yourself better. If anything, use the charm as a reminder." Nodding, stood and you bowed to your Sensei and departed.

Nanami stayed seated smiling to himself. Things felt like they were on a good note for now, and that's all he could ask for going forward. Giving you that charm would do absolutely nothing for you on the battlefield, but maybe it would help the uneasiness in your mind. Your spirits were good and he was happy for that, but Nanami was no fool. There would be a next time, there would be more death. More anguish....

Sighing at his own depressing thoughts he sat himself up almost ready to leave his seat when the doors opened and in trotted Gojo, hands in his pockets making his way to the couch. Sitting across from Nanami, "That was cute."

"You heard our conversation?" Nanami questioned.

"That charm won't save her in battle."

"No, it won't. If you were listening I told her as such but maybe it'll help the battles in her mind. Knowing that we are here."

"So, What made you get her a gift?" Gojo prodded.

"She's my student and she was hurt due to my negligence."

"You've never felt compelled to get anyone anything unless it was forced Nanami. You felt sorry for her."

"I did. Maybe even a bit guilty too."

Gojo stretched on the couch and mumbled. "Yeah me too. I mean Itadori's first mission was a disaster but he knew at least somewhat to expect. His first curse was with Megumi and he even has Suku-" stopping in his tracts. Gojo shot up from his relaxed position. "Does Y/N know about Sukuna?"

"No." Nanami realized. "Sukuna hasn't manifested himself on Itadori in front of her yet."

"I wonder why, he's not usually silent around anyone." Gojo pondered. Then remembered your black markings..

"Nanami do you still have that picture on your phone?" Nanami nodded and passed his phone to him. Scrolling Gojo found the picture of your unconscious body again and examined it.

"Nanami.. These markings remind you of someone?" Nanami took another look and grimaced. "How come this situation feels like it just got a whole lot more complicated." Sighing Nanami began to massage the bridge of his nose, dropping his phone on the table.

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Gojo had heard your conversation with Nanami. He was a little irritated to be honest. He and Nanami had thought of the same thing. Getting you gift, Gojo was just going to get you a card with some money in it. He didn't know you that well and money always worked with women and god knows he had enough of it. But seeing your reaction to Nanami's gift. He wanted to get you a better one. Nanami got you a gift that touched you, maybe Gojo could think of something just as good. He went ahead into the city to try to find something but as he searched he was still plagued with the sudden revelation he and Nanami deduced. Well, mostly him. He'd give Nanami assist points. This situation had taken a very unexpected turn, but as you said in your conversation with Nanami. "Expect the unexpected"

"What a curious one you are.." He thought of you. During the time you were in the infirmary he could tell you had been depressed, even shaken. He wondered even to himself while you were there if you were just going to bow out and quit your training. It wouldn't have been smart knowing how curses were. If you did leave you'd probably die. So Gojo had secretly been hoping you'd just pull through it and when you did it was a relief to him. You'd spent all that time training with him, failing miserably. But you were trying. He hated to admit it, but if you decided to leave he would feel a little bummed out.

Regardless, He had to find you a gift and all this thinking was making his headhurt.

"Urgh." He groaned and decided to treat himself to some ice cream before dinner for all the trouble this was causing him. On his way to his favorite ice cream shop something shiny caught his eye.

"No way!" He laughed. A small stand with numerous small pieces of homemade jewelry caught his eye, one piece in particular. Examining it he smiled big. "This'll be perfect."

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Everyone arrived to the restaurant on time thanks to Nanami's direction and everyone was enjoying their dinner.

"SAKE!" Gojo cheered grabbing a large piece of sushi and stuffing his face.

"No. This is a student dinner." Nanami sighed and placed his napkin on his lap before taking a bite of his food.

"You're no fun! This is to celebrate Y/n! We should party?! Have fun!" Gojo whined.

"I'm having fun and the sushi is great." You smiled brightly towards Gojo and took a bite of your sushi. Nobara was eating to fast y/n couldn't tell how many pieces she'd eaten.

"I love this restaurant!" She said in between bites. Itadori was laughing at Nobara's feral eating and Megumi just sat eating his sushi quietly.

For Gojo, this party was too tame but decided it was the perfect time to liven it up a bit.

"EHEM." Gojo clapped his hands together. "Attention my precious students and Nanami."

Everyone stopped eating and turned their attention to Gojo who quickly made his way to your seat. Coughing to clear his throat he began,

"In honor of Y/n living through her first fight with a curse and living through the complete utter ass beating you got from it. I got you a present!" Smiling widely Gojo shoved a small box into your hands.

Nanami raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you the reason she got into such terrible shape in the first place?"

Gojo just waved Nanami away. "Nonsense, that's all in the past now. Like Y/n said she doesn't blame anybody and she'll be able to tell my antics sooner or later right?"

You flushed red. "You heard my conversation with Nana-"

"Just open the gift." Gojo poked you and you swatted his poking finger.

"Okay okay! Thank you Sensei." Nobara, Itadori, Nanami, and Megumi all watched you unwrap the paper around the box. Gojo stood over you proudly waiting for your reaction. Discarding the wrapping paper you opened the box.

With one glance you burst into laughter and turned the box around to show the others. With the sight Itadori, Nobara, even Megumi began to laugh uncontrollably. Even Nanami couldn't help but chuckle. Inside the box was a necklace with a small charm, and that charm was a frying pan.

#jujutsu nobara #jjk manga #jujutsu gojo #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #japan #gojo x reader #satoru gojo #gojo satoru #reader x gojo #kento nanami #nanami x reader #nanami kento #ryomen sukuna #shoko ieiri #itadori #itadori yuuji #megumi #megumi fushiguro #jujutsu sorcerer #jujutsu yuji #fluff #gojo sensei #gojo fanfic #nanami fanfic #romance #teacher x student

[roving-boi]

Dear Diary,

My dad pressured me the other day about career/school, because I don’t know what I want to do after school. He wants me to go to some sort of technical school or I dunno, get some sort of education so I’m not stuck making minimum wage. But no field really sounds good to me. Everything, all of my options just sound miserable. I’m scared to even find a career in writing or art because I know people will have expectations for me and when that happens I’m stuck fearing that I won’t satisfy anyone. I’m not really a magic machine that can write and or create the best piece of fiction ever out of thin air. I mean I guess that’s sort of how it works, but on short notice I should say. Everything that comes to me just comes to me on its own, and I take forever to actually get it down on paper. I’m not even anywhere near done my novel that I started like 2 months ago.

In other news, my mom bought a house (well it’s more of a mortgage), and it’s going to be ready to be moved into soon. It has 3 bedrooms, one for me, my brother, and my mom (and unfortunately my ex-step dad that she got back together with for some fucking reason. God I hate that guy). My mom wants me to move back in with her and be a family again. Though she wants me to graduate high school where I’m at currently and then make the choice to come live with her. Now here is the problem, my dad is quite unaware of all of this and telling him is going to cause arguments and other discourse I don’t really wanna deal with.

My aunt told me I should do whatever I want, and not worry about pleasing or hurting others. And I think it’s something I’m gonna do. I need my own space, and it lets me live somewhere more free, and much closer to work. Where my dad lives, is quite literally out in the desert in the middle of nowhere. There’s no opportunity here, there’s no work, there’s nothing. I don’t know how I’m supposed to do anything here.

I was looking at comments on an Instagram reel about people getting rejected from jobs. Like Walmart and food jobs. The basic crap. It kind of started stressing me out. I don’t plan to go to college and I don’t know what I’m going to do for money when I leave this place. I have no idea what I’m doing I’ll be honest. And I’m scared I’ll never really make enough to keep myself afloat. There’s nothing at college I even want. And the ONE thing I’m passionate about, fucking jay told me she wants to go to college and get a degree in. Ugh. Fucking great.

I’ve been having nightmares about jay. I had about 4 in a row almost. In one of them I remember driving away and driving and driving until I reached this little food area in the middle of nowhere. It had a sushi restaurant right next to a Mexican restaurant. Really weird but I stopped by and went into the Mexican restaurant. Things were peaceful for a good few minutes I think until I saw jay roll up with her stupid friends. They were going to head into the sushi restaurant but she noticed me sitting at the Mexican restaurant and decided to come in. She walked up to me and I just lost it. I grabbed her by the hair and threw her on the floor, and I started slamming her face onto the tile floor. But she wouldn’t react to it. It was if it wasn’t even hurting her. It started freaking me out and I think screamed for her to shut up because she wouldn’t stop talking. I kept slamming her head into the floor until I guess I got tired and stopped. I don’t remember how to dream ends but it was so freaky. I wanted her to stay down. She wouldn’t.

I don’t wanna see her face at school. She’s dead to me now but, I’d probably just get so angry. I’m so stressed. In other news I got a new friend group and they live really close by. Remember that boy I met at the fair in real life? He let me join his friend group and it’s been great. We voice chat together and play video games together and they make me feel included. They ask me questions, joke with me, ask for my opinion on stuff, they share stuff with me. They just make me feel like I’ve always been apart of their group. My friends at school never did that. I’ve only been hanging out with my new friends for like over a week and already it’s been a better experience than my stupid fake friend group at school.

[shinraapologist]

light novel reread, vol. 1 ch. 9

this is a HUGE chapter, not necessarily length wise, but in plot and relevance and personal interest. i have a lot to say about it.

this is the first instance in the series of narita playing with nonlinear storytelling. i have my gripes about narita, but his writing is incredible. the way he weaves narratives together to form one cohesive story is absolutely masterful. the complexity he works with amazes me. i love the amount of absurdity and fun he allows into his prose and his plots while still not being afraid to go dark with his subject matter, without ever going so dark that it ever feels too voyeuristic (altho that could be the target audience of teen/young adults) (ya disease even). narita is a huge influence to my own writing style.

neither namie or seiji are done any justice in the anime. i love the anime dearly, but on my second more in depth read of the novels (so far) i cant help but notice how much was lost in the animation. something i think frequently, and will likely bring up again later in the series, is that i think the anime deserves a reboot. my proposed drrr reboot would be four seasons (24 or so eps each) following the 3 light novels to a season format of the 2010 release. (for anyone who hasnt read the novels, season one covers the events of volumes one to three while x2 follows volumes four to thirteen; it does break the season into three with the shou/ten/ketsu format, but theres just way too much to cover well in 36 episodes.) i absolutely love the pacing and charm of the 2010 release, to be honest.

i love this passage about shooter and celty. its something else that doesnt quite translate to the anime. in one of the later authors notes of the series, when the 2010 release was announced, narita mentioned that either he or a fan expressed concern over the novels translating well to an animated format. while i do love the anime and think it's a decent (and even at times incredible) adaption of the source, i think drrr truly shines in its original format.

theyre best friends, your honor.

shizaya shippers.... you guys know they got forced to go on sushi dates right? like i dont tend to see many shizaya posts or actively seek them out so i have no idea if this is common knowledge but its driving me insane. they canonically got forced to go on sushi dates. and get threatened by simon.

theres just so much to say. theres so little to say because it says itself. if anyone could truly understand celty besides shinra, its shizuo. two monsters, both struggling with their own desire to fit in with others. i absolutely adore shizuo, nearly as much as i love celty and shinra, and now that he's added to the story you're gonna have to hear me say a lot about him.

(mikas in pajamas because she broke out of the yagiri lab earlier, shes barely recovered from surgery probably) this is how celtys face is described in the novel.

seiji stabbed shizuo in the ass by the way

theyre best friends, your honor. every time you see shizuo slap his face in the anime, hes drunk as fuck.

shinra, about to lie blatantly to celty: im not honest, sincere, or wise. but you are! love you babe <3 celty: wait you like me?

the only thing really stopping celty from wanting to be with shinra right now is her insecurities. something i love about their relationship is that celty knows shinras full of shit, and she doesnt tolerate it, while at the same time never genuinely seeming particularly bothered by it. the times we see her most agitated with him, its because he's either pushing a subject he knows he shouldnt or because she's overwhelmed or flustered by his abysmal flirting. she knows hes a lying morally bankrupt little asshole and shes like. but wait. i dont have a head how could you even like me

celty, while being plagued by the deeply human emotions of anxiety and self doubt, still isn't sure whether she truly feels emotions. she's so horribly self unaware. i love her.

celty has such a pleasing character arc coming to accept herself and her emotions. theres a scene in sh where celty has a very celty-esque little anxiety meltdown and startles a few characters, but mizuchi, the protagonist, is described as "long since having to come to terms with how truly human celty was".

i guess i had a lot to say about this chapter because i have a lot to say about shinra and celty (and shizuo) at any given moment. so far, this has been my favorite chapter of volume one.

#drrr #light novel reread #i WILL be revisiting a ton of these points when i come back for nonbinary/autistic celty meta #i think this is the first one of these i did while violently high #si let me know if this makes no sense or if i need ot do them all like this

[physicsphddiary]

Update because I suck

Why haven't I written anything? IDK. I want to start doing this again so I will try once more. I've started organising my research notes into weekly journals rather than daily (Obsidian is so good); I will try to summarise the week every Friday.

Today I will just provide an update to things.

Research is going okay. I think right now I've got enough to write a paper. Above is a video of the fronts (it's very high-resolution). I think I've explained what it's showing before, the black lines are the temperature contours, the blue and orange lines are the stream-function, they show the flow direction (and distance between the lines show flow speed) in the z-x plane. The heatmap is the vertical vorticity, for an average here that's just the change in the x direction of the along front (y direction) flow.

A shitty edit in paint of a diagram from Nature just to show the directions. The video is an average over the y direction of an "ideal" filament. We are interested in the mechanisms by which the filament evolves, particularly what the evolution of the horizontal gradient of temperature that defines it looks like. It's important for the resulting vertical transport of heat, momentum and chemicals, etc. The ocean components of full climate models (i.e. the whole Earth) are reaching horizontal resolutions of about 10km (largely thanks to the GPU), which is the typical size of these structures, so they represent the "biggest thing that the models can't model" and good parametrisations for them are important.

I will explain more in my update tomorrow, but I think I've reached the end of this line of attack that I'm doing right now, and hopefully can put together a draft paper before the year ends. Next I want to work on more realistic simulations than the kind of ideal stuff that I do.

I'm going to a conference in February, presenting a poster. It's exciting but I'm very nervous of course.

For me myself life is going well I think. I've got a new bike because the old one was a bit temporary. I still have it and keep it in my office, perhaps for emergencies. I got some kind of award recently. A whole $5k. Was pretty nice. I saved most of it but I just bought a new Surface Pro because mine was from 2017 and was the cheapest model. It was nice just to splurge on a computer I've never done that.

Unfortunately I had to also buy a new phone recently because mine (also from 2017, a release OnePlus 3t) kicked it. I got a Pixel 6a. I was very happy but then Black Friday happened and it became $200 off (I paid $500) so I feel bad lol.

I had some BANGING sushi last week. I went the first time because it was a free meal due to a department thing, and then immediately changed plans with someone to go to the restaurant instead two days later; we were gonna get sushi, but at a cheaper place (dw I paid). It was sooo good yum. First time I went I got a roll (and loads of takoyaki and alcohol because it was free), but with the friend we each got this special nigiri set. HOW do they do it. Like you know it's just raw salmon or whatever but it just tastes so good. Power of freshness I guess.

I'm going back to the UK over Christmas. I'm excited. I didn't go last year so it's been 1 year 3 months and 7 days since I last had a Greggs sausage roll (shocking). I bought some bottles on Aliexpress and hopefully they get here on time, I want to fill them with maple syrup and give them out to people I see. I'm staying in London for a day to see some friends then going home. It's going to be the unhealthiest two weeks of my life I'm gonna eat and drink so much. I really miss making cocktails. I can't really do it here because I just can't justify buying all the stuff, I never have friends over and my roommate doesn't drink. Looking forward to seeing my uni friends again, it's been a long time.

Cassi

#diary #oceanography #phd #physics #journal #maths #studyblr #mathematics

[sadgrlsclbb]

Ain’t been telling y’all the tea lately

So we had a talk yesterday…

We were watching a show while I was laying in his lap. Then I looked up at him and we kinda stared at each other and got all nervous and looked away…then it started

He says to be, “just don’t hurt me too bad.” And I automatically was lik, wymmmmm??? But he always does this thing where he starts off saying what he wants/means, and then like half ass it. It’s almost like saying, “well I’m not pointing any elbows.” And then lifting up his arm to where his elbow it pointed in your direction.

So I tell him to tell me…cause closed mouths don’t get fed, and I can’t even consider feeding you, if you’re not making any indications that you’re hungry.

Then he told me I was right and he said to me that he was basically saying that there’s a possible chance that in the future I could do something to hurt him. And hopefully I hold back and not hurt him too bad.

I asked what what does he mean???? Bc if anything, I should be saying that to him. He’s the only that proudly brings up him being poly.(not saying there’s anything wrong w it) And how when he’s interested and someone catches his eye, right there in that moment, he knows that that’s what he wants.

And he’s toooooooo nice snd friendly😒 he also brought up how I “got mad niggas in my phone,” which isn’t true. I deadass opened my phone right there to show him all of the UNREAD messages that’s been SENT TO ME over up to 4-6 weeks ago. And ever before they sent the message, they’re text STILL hasn’t been responded to, up to like 3 weeks before that🤷🏾‍♀️

Then he proceeds to bring up how in the past his ex’s left him for someone else and told me he doesn’t want me to do the same. Especially if the guy is “a lame.” (I don’t like saying l**e, I heard that it’s ableist. I haven’t don’t my research)

I told him there’s not a THING to worry abt over here. Cause once I have my eyes set. That’s all I see. …straight tunnel vision, w only the person I’m interested in at the end of it.

THEN, he also brought up my guy friend, which MIND YOU, have a 6yr age difference. He’s 18…😬

He said to me w a sigh, that he guess he has to share. And that if ye were me, he would feel good that he had two dudes who care abt and take care of me.

Again… I asked what does he meannnnm. Then he brings up how he didn’t want to say anything. But I tell him it seems like it’s bothering him and I can’t can’t fix something if idk what it is.

He brings up how I went out w my guy friend the other day and we went out for sushi and he paid. He said he wish that it was him that took me out in a sushi date.

I also told him it wasn’t a “date” but I just went out to eat w my friend. And that we can literally go out to get even better sushi, since it sounds like you wanna pay for my food😭

But he also talked abt how when we 1st met, he thought it was weird that my guy friend keep calling my phone. He thought to himself that I already have a nigga. He also said he was side eyeing me bc of the age difference. But he sees now, that the kid is just my friend.

But he still thinks it weird/funny that he knows when to call. Like every time we’re fucking, he would call. Or when we’re cuddled up and really invested in a movie/show. And the fact that I would answer.( not while we’re fucking. But I’d text him after that I was busy.)

Sooooo, w all that being said, I’ve decided to set some boundaries.

Like I’d never dip out on my friend for any nigga. BUT, if I already made plans w him, I’m not gonna cancel. And I wouldn’t expect you to do the same. Matter of fact, I wouldn’t even think to ask you to do that.

So I told him, I’ll answer the phone less when we’re together. And I’ll let him know, so it’s not like I’m dipping out on the homie. But he tells me that I don’t have to necessarily do that. But bc I respect my partner and if it makes them feel a type of way, I’ll always try and meet them in the middle. He resorted it and thanked me for listening to him. I told him, no thank YOU for communicating w me. And that this is something that we would do all of the time

#k rantss #I’ll get into me telling my friend in another rant #too much typing😖

[iamnbdetox]

More happy memories to fight the depressy, help ground me in the future, and maybe help vs splitting in the future if I’m lucky

Dante was super excited to see me for the first time in like 4 months :D

Getting my first client was suuuuper validating and awesome

BSG Invitational :3 (though prob not gonna do it)

Started getting sushi with the mumsy again

May have another option of a place to move to at the end of summer :3 CSC goes well - a tiny bit over 25% through, then I can work for a bank while still doing my thing on the side.

Crossed Karaoke off my list of things to do ~ person aced a lot of songs since her voice is remarkable, she also complimented my hair&beard - new to her since we haven’t hung out in forever. So that was validating too ~

Dante offered me some of his food :)

Adam. Just Adam. ^_^

Some people hit me up to be homies :D :D :D

Invited more people I stressy-depressy kicked out of my life and a lot came back. Bunch of em were even concerned for me when I apologized for the stressy-depressy removal.

One of the monog people that said “they’d turn me” (huge red flag I know) started showing a bunch of poly-like mentality. Obviously still not gonna date this person, but it’s neat anyways :)

I told an ex that though I’d like to be close to her again, I had absolutely no intention of ever dating her again, and she took it pretty well. We’re talking still, we went to the Canada Day thing together, it seems like she might end up a relatively close friend :)

Uncle is visiting from overseas - will be staying here at the end of the month // before going back

There’s only been one “This week on immoral shit Gary does” in the last few weeks. (I actually think it’s been a month but I haven’t double checked the timestamps). I might need to change my saying about it :3 D&D is scheduled to happen soontimes for the first time in. . . . I kind of want to say like half a year?

Friends coming out party next month :D 

A friend/fam friend hit me up about waving the cover for a concert which was super cool of them to do ~ tho I ended up finalizing plans for Karaoke w/ the bois instead ^^; There’s also another concert next month :D but... that’s the coming out party xDDD

I missed my escape artist and my lil dumbass again but I made them the background to my phone and now it feels much better and I’m thinking about betraying some values I have regarding having pets ^^;

Bunch of new friends from dating apps ~ play partners if I ever get back into kink

[rygoespop]

Thomas and Friends: Tales from Sodor (Story 25): The Matsue Storm

Narrator: The Matsue Storm

Scene opens to the 6 Engines and Hiro, all at Matsue in Japan, as it was raining

Narrator: It was raining heavily in Matsue in Japan, everywhere is wet, wet, and wet

Thomas: Oh my, this weather may have caused the Rail Ferry to be delayed

Rosie: We'll never see our friends back home on Sodor

Percy: Yeah, everyone is waiting for us, Edward, Henry, Gordon, Toby, Mavis, BoCo, Philip, Duck, Oliver, Stanley, and everyone else, evenly Sir Topham Hatt

James: I hope this storm blows over soon

Emily: I agree

Molly: Me too

Hiro: Don't worry my friends, it'll blow over soon, but for now, I have to inspect the tracks to see any fallen trees *he blew his whistle and puffs off to inspect*

Thomas: Take care Hiro

Scene transitions to Hiro, puffing through the Countryside of Matsue, as it still rained

Narrator: As Hiro was inspecting the trees, he sees none on the track

Hiro: So far, so good

Hiro puffed onto an old stone bridge, once he puffed onto the bridge, he heard a splash

Hiro: What was that?

One of the Keystones came lose and splashed into the water, then another splashed

Hiro: Oh no! I got to reverse *he reverses back to safety*

Narrator: Then there was danger

Lighting struck a tree, and it crashed onto the bridge, stranding Hiro on the Bridge, with no way to puff backwards

Hiro: Oh my! My chance to puffing back to safety!

Narrator: Just then, Hiro heard a familiar whistle

A whistle was heard

Hiro: That sounds like *sees Thomas* Thomas!

Thomas: *puffing up to Hiro* Are you alright Hiro?!

Hiro: Yes Thomas, but we need to get off this bridge, it's starting crumble

Thomas: Don't worry Hiro, I'll get you off this bridge *he was coupled up to Hiro, and began to puff backwards*

Hiro: Thank you Thomas, you are such a good friend, since the day you saved me from Spencer

Thomas: *chuckled* Yeah, like the day we met

Just as Thomas was nearly off the bridge with Hiro, the bridge crumbled more

Hiro: *shocked* Oh no! Hurry Thomas!

Thomas: Cinders and Ashes! *he puffs backwards as he pulled Hiro*

Just as they nearly off the bridge, Hiro's Tender was dangling over the water

Hiro: Thomas!

Thomas: Hiro! *he tries to pull backwards, but Hiro was too heavy, he blew his whistle*

Percy: Hang on Thomas! We're coming!

Thomas: Percy?

Hiro: Reinforcements!

Percy, James, Rosie, Molly, and Emily all arrive, they couple to each other and Thomas

James: All together!

Thomas/Percy/James/Rosie/Molly/Emily: Heave ho! *they pull hard together, to pull Hiro to safety*

Due to the 6 Engines being together, they successfully pull Hiro to safety, just as the bridge collapse

Hiro: Thank you, my friends, I am eternally grateful for saving me

Thomas: Your welcome Hiro

Scene transitions to Tokyo Docks, at Morning, when the storm cleared up

Narrator: The next day, after the storm was over, the rail ferry arrived, and it was time for Thomas and his friends are ready to head home to Sodor

Thomas: Goodbye Hiro, it was nice of us to work on the Japanese Railway

Percy: We're gonna miss you

Hiro: Goodbye my friends, hopefully you might come visit me again

Molly: Or you can visit us on Sodor

Hiro: Very well

Kyo Yamashiro: Wait! I got a gift for you before you head home *he shows them a massive Manga Story Collection*

Percy: Is that?

Emily: Human versions of us on the cover?

Thomas: That retells our adventures in Japan

Kyo Yamashiro: Yes! All the stories such as Pop Star Molly, Sushi Maiden Emily, Yokozuna Rosie, Kaiju Defender Percy, Tokyo James, and Hero Thomas

Thomas: *surprised* Oh, thank you Mr. Yamashiro!

Thomas's Driver takes the Manga Story Collection

Kyo Yamashiro: Your welcome Thomas!

The Rail Ferry honked its horn and set sail

Thomas: Farewell Hiro!

Hiro: Goodbye my friends *he blew his whistle*

Thomas, Percy, James, Rosie, Molly, and Emily all blew their whistles

Thomas: Sodor, our home

James: Here we come

Scene transitions to the Rail Ferry, arriving at Brendam Docks

Narrator: At last, after a long journey, Thomas and his friends arrived back home on Sodor

Thomas: *puffs off the Rail Ferry* Sodor, it feels good to be home

Rosie: I agree

Percy: *looks around* Odd, where's Salty and Porter? Don't they normally greet us?

Molly: Maybe, they are hiding

James: Let's find that out

Thomas: *puffs up to see Cranky* Hello Cranky!

Cranky: *surprised* Well I'll be, Thomas! Your back from a time in Japan!

Carly: Thomas, Percy, James, Rosie, Molly, and Emily? Back from Japan!

Big Mickey: Hooray! They are home!

Bulstrode: Welcome home!

Thomas: Oh, thank you!

Molly: But can you tell us where are Salty and Porter at

Cranky: Oh sure, I think they are at Knapford Station

Thomas: Well if they are at Knapford, then we should head over there, come on! *he blew his whistle and puffs off to Knapford*

Percy, James, Rosie, Molly, and Emily all blew their whistles and puff off to Knapford Station

Percy: I wonder, why Knapford?

Emily: Beats me

Scene transitions to the 6 Engines, arriving at Knapford Station, and much to their surprise, all their friends are there, Edward, Henry, Gordon, Toby, BoCo, Philip, Mavis, Whiff, Scruff, Belle, Flynn, Harvey, Salty, Porter, Charlie, Murdoch, Arthur, Dennis, Paxton, Sidney, Arry, Bert, Fergus, Ryan, Stanley, Duck, Oliver, Stephen, Glynn, Derek, Bill, Ben, Timothy, and Marion are all there, greeting them

Emily: Wha-what's this?

BoCo: It's a Welcome Home party

Toby: From your adventures over in Japan

Gordon: We evenly heard you all saved Hiro

Edward: We are very impressed

Henry: Also, I gotten the postcard from you six, thank you!

Percy: Your welcome Henry!

Stanley: Welcome home Thomas!

Thomas: Thank you Stanley, hope you taken care of my Branchline while I was away

Stanley: Oh I did Thomas

Gordon: While you six are away in Japan, I had my own adventure over on The Mainland

Rosie: That sounds very interesting, Gordon

Thomas: Oh, did you see Merlin over there Gordon?

Gordon: Yes, and he told me that he says Hello

Thomas: *chuckled* Good old Merlin

Sir Topham Hatt: And I gotta say, you six are really useful, both here on Sodor, and abroad!

Thomas/Percy/James/Rosie/Molly/Emily: Thank you sir! *they all blew their whistles*

Everyone chuckled and had a good time celebrating, as Steam Clouds rolled in, concluding The Japan Trip Story Arc

Story Arc End

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