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cultrise · 2 months

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·.⌇ BULLET CATCHER. BOOTHILL

✶ SYNOPSIS boothill decides you’re too weak to join him on his mission. his solution? teach you how to fight.

✶ CONTENTS suggestive content, lots of tension, shy boothill??, mentions of blood, not much description abt the reader just her being shorter than him (istg this man is insanely tall), all curse words changed by his synesthesia beacon are in italics, i want him so bad help. ᵎᵎ wc 1.6k

your body hits the floor with a thud, pain resonating from your abdomen all the way to your skull. you try to get up, palms slipping on the cold surface.

thud!

you groan as you hit the floor again, cursing under your breath. how did he even manage to hit you that time?

the sounds of leather boots get near, steps slow and almost agonising. a slow, metallic clap fills the silence of the room.

“good job! ya’ managed to last 2 minutes. say, if i warn ya’ next time, will ya’ finally be able t’dodge my attacks?” you feel your temple pulse with anger as boothill’s voice continues to keep pressing on your nerves.

“you misled me! you looked like you were going to block my punch and you spun and kicked me! how’s that any fair?” you protested, looking up at the grinning man in front of you. boothill bends down as if talking to a child.

“fightin’ ain’t fair, sweetheart. y’can’t expect a cutie t'play fair” his nose scrunches at the unwanted voice filter. god, he was infuriating. for 2 hours you had repeatedly failed to land any blows while he took every chance to knock you down and irritate you. you were sure to have bruises all over you.

a metallic hand extends in front of you, ever so gentlemanly. you scoff at him, earning a quick smirk. the moment your palm touches his cold one, boothill expertly helps you up, with no effort. a fleeting hint of arousal washes over you at the evident difference in physical power. you quickly brush away the thought.

"now, should i kick your lovely face again?" boothill grins, flashing his white teeth at you. you ponder surprise-kicking his face in.

"keep talking like that. see what good it does you" you threaten. boothill's body leans back on the wall, watching you with an amused stare. you take note of the way his eyes peek from under the tip of his hat, scanning you intently.

"oh? got any fantasies about what to do to me, princess? do tell" he crosses his arms, leaning forward, beckoning you. you knew well enough how empty your threat sounded to him. you intended to do anything to uphold it, even if it meant spending the entire night locked up in that room with him. you couldn't just let him lord his combat skills over your head.

"plenty. something along the lines of ripping your arm and beating you to death with it" you snarl. boothill erupts in wild laughter, almost losing his balance. a vein on your temple starts pulsating with anger. you had to win one sparring match. you absolutely had to wipe that grin off his face.

"how charming! didn' know y'got off to that. i'd like to see that" he cocks up a brow teasingly, watching your own furrow. the sole implication of it makes your mind run wild.. no, you have to concentrate on kicking his ass!

"oh, don't worry! i'll save you front-row seats" you drily indulge him. boothill snorts, walking in your direction. he circles you twice, seemingly analysing whether you have what it takes to carry out such a threat. he stops behind you, bending in to whisper into your ear.

"y'gonna stop daydreaming and put y'r plan in action instead?"

with swift motion you reach your right hand back, grabbing the gun in his holster and turning, pointing it at him. boothill smirks at your bold move but soon enough shakes his head in disapproval. had you forgotten he was a cyborg? how foolish.

within seconds his left index and middle finger take the shape of a gun barrel and he points it back at you without hesitation. the barrel heats and, taking notice of it, you block his aim by hitting his hand with the blunt side of the gun’s magazine. in doing so, the bullet fires into the nearby table and boothill jumps back, taking a look at the dent in his wrist.

"lovely. y'gotta pay for that" he looks up at you, only to notice you trying to create a makeshift distraction from some of the items in the room. he chuckles, eyeing down your movements "now we're talking!"

the sparring goes on for quite a while, with bullets and objects being thrown all over the place. the sounds of clanking metal and breaths of effort go on for a while.. until he has you cornered.

you curse under your breath once mroe. you had been doing so well.. just how did he manage to steal his gun back? boothill approaches, kicking the gun to the other end of the room with the tip of his boot, out of your reach.

a cocky smile overtakes his features, his gun still pointed at you as he nears. you look like cornered prey to him, unable to escape, proving him right. you count your escape options, though it doesn't seem like it'd change much. you had to think of something. and fast.

"y'done?" boothill asks plainly, getting closer to you and pressing his gun between your ribs. he won't fire it, you know that much. who would he agonise then? but it seems like there's no way out. in a real situation, you'd be dead where you stand, bleeding out from a gunshot wound to your side.

"this was cute an' all, but it proved my point. you'd be useless as my partner" his gun retracts, merging back into two steel fingers as he looks down at you. you, on the other hand, are seething, close to seeing red. your mind goes haywire trying to find options to gain the upper hand.

"you think you've won? i can still fight back" you press, boothill sighing.

"ya' could, but what difference would it make? i could pull out my gun again and jus—"

your hands grab his shoulders, making him stall before you tiptoe and hit your forehead against his nose as hard as you can. he stumbles, completely taken aback, hand flying to his now bloody nose.

you seize the chance to flee, reaching for your revolver and approaching him once more, you push it to his temple and ask, "y'done?" mimicking his tone.

boothill's mouth is agape, eyes repeatedly shutting and closing, as to evade the pain. he tries to straighten his back, but he gets reminded of the position he's put in as you press the tip of the barrel to his head.

he scoffs, then grins and fully starts laughing at the realisation "hug me, that was good!.. ow!.. that really hurt, you cutie!" he drags a finger, under his nostril, cleaning himself up.

"you got any more witty comments?" you attach one hand to your hip looking down at him. your eyes glisten with pride as he raises his arms up in defence.

"i must admit. ya' had me there. y'win" he complies before you jump up, ecstatic.

"fuck YES! fuck you, you son of a bitch!" you yell at him, earning only a laugh back. he decides to let you enjoy it. after all, you did get him. and not only that, you got him good.

"yeah yeah... i went easy on you and let you win" he glances at you, waiting for a reaction.

"or maybe i had you at gunpoint. face it, i won fair and square."

"or maybe i just like being held at gunpoint but hot women" he towers over you, grinning. you roll your eyes, shrugging.

"whatever, make up any excuse you want. i still got your ass" you press a finger to his hard chest "not to mention, you're bleeding"

"y'really didn' have to hit that hard... you probably broke my beautiful nose" he presses two fingers to the bridge of his nose, looking for any bumps that would indicate broken bones. "now y're gonna have to kiss it better" he shrugs, closing his eyes with a small smirk.

when his eyes open, however, he notices your face getting nearer to his. his mouth falls open, eyes instantly going to your lips. was that all it took? a simple joke to get you to kiss him? boothill's throat goes dry, eyelids closing again.

click!

he opens them for a second time, startled. you look up at him, amused, as he looks to his side. you had leaned over to put his gun back into the holster which hung off his waist. he feels his cheeks heat.

"not in your wildest, wettest dreams" you retort his proposal, heading for the door. boothill's brain spins. what was that reaction?

his eyes shift to the door as you turn on your heels to face him again "oh, i almost forgot. i'll see you on our mission tomorrow. maybe get your nose fixed before that?" you snort before leaving the room.

boothill is entranced, walking over to the table and placing his hat down, contemplating. he closes his eyes, trying to calm himself down, but the image of you getting closer replays in his head. he remembers the exact curve of your lips, how soft and inviting they looked, your beautiful eyes, the proud look in your eyes when you finally won against him and when you cursed him down...

"system: overheat!" his cyborg body beeps.

"great!" boothill slams a fist on the table, putting a dent in it before he turns and leans on it, placing his palm over his mouth. it was insanely frustrating how he wasn't allowed to curse out loud. no, that wasn’t it.

boothill's face goes red. he runs an impatient hand through his hair, sighing. what the fuck was wrong with him? his body beeps again, signalling more overheating of his mechanical components. he knew he was screwed.

the only thing replaying in his mind is you. boothill's palms and fingers grip the ends of the table.

"what in the world am i g'nna do tomorrow?..."

#𐙚 — pages.#honkai star rail #hsr #boothill hsr #boothill #boothill x reader #hsr x reader #boothill honkai star rail #hsr boothill #hsr boothill x reader #WE BACK #thank you to this cowboy for getting me back into writing #it was about damn time

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vinnoa-articles · 11 months

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The Cure from Sleep Insanity

[Image by Winter Mohn]

Rating: +18, meaning if you are under this age, do not read. You have been told.

Word count: 3,352

Type: Smut

Characters: reader (female), Law, Chopper and mentions of other Strawhats, Heart Pirates and other pirates.

Trigger warnings/content: choking, consent, some anger, swearing, teasing, restraints, multiple orgasms, fatigue, aftercare, a little rough.

Info: Some of it will be in italics, it is thoughts by another character. If it is Bold and Italics, then it is an ability.

“Why can’t I suture the wound closed when it’s-”

“Because the bleeding might start again, and it may cause more pain!” The little horned reindeer claimed, pointing his hoof at the irritated doctor of the Heart Pirates. Their hats sat side-by-side, in contrast to how they were sitting. He pointed across the books sprawled table, with a single candle flickering in between. The bags of restlessness was prominent under Law’s eyes. “Think about it, if we wait and let time go by, it may be better”. Law glanced at the furry creature, and usually he would have a soft spot for this creature, but when it comes to the right choice as to what to do in the heat of the moment; he fights it out. Whereas Chopper always thinks with his heart, trying to save people with his soul instead of fighting with his fists. “You could remove the bullet from their chest cavity with your abilities. Tra-guy”. The tired doctor grumbled and scratched his head, trying to comprehend this small creature. Chopper really does seem to go the more humane route, but then again, he typically doesn’t get his paws dirty out in the field in a fight, but rather helping those who need treatment. Where as for Law-

“Yes, but there are limitations to my abilities. Even your abilities have a limit, yes?” His right hand rested under his jaw now, glancing quickly at the fluff ball. “I just-”.

“You need to sleep Tra-guy. You haven’t slept. Thinking rationally is what you need right now, especially if you haven’t been spending a lot of time with your partner”. Sluggishly, Law’s eyes finally met Chopper’s. How long has it been? Granted, a lot of stuff was on his mind such as the Marines, Big Mom, Kaido, Don Flamingo, and many other rivals. Even Luffy and Eustass Kid kept his mind busy, but he even had to think about his pals Bepo and the rest of his crew. Shit, it has been a while hasn’t it. The more I have been fighting and been researching, the more I have been… He hates being wrong next to the reindeer. Rather, he hates more than ever that he is right, and that he does need more sleep and social interaction; over fighting and reading. Leaving an exasperated sigh, and an aggravated groan, he leans on his chair. His messy hair was now slowly being pushed into one direction with how many times his hands ran through his hair tonight.

“Ah! God dammit Chopper-ya. I hate it when you are right, but…” his voice trailed off. Law’s mind was in the clouds, it has been ages since he unwound, let alone rest on a soft surface. Sleeping in chairs, the wooden deck of Sunny, the metal floor of Polar Tang, heck the grass on Sunny was a little better, however a bed sounds divine. Maybe even some time with his partner, but the grogginess has been getting to him. Being up for forty-some hours, he did start seeing visions; Bepo in an Uta outfit, a cooked thing of meat with a straw-hat on top, and-

“Law?” There is no way he heard your voice. He stares at Chopper, whose head was turned to the entrance. Finally turning his head, he saw your figure. Standing against the doorframe. Your eyebrows raised, as you look at him up and down. “Up…again? I can at least tell you bathed today”. God, they really do give him little credit, but as a doctor, if duty calls he has to be somewhat clean right? His black and yellow robe adorned his body loosely, the belt nearly coming undone, with his bare feet propped up on the table, you just had to take in this sight.

“Well, I need to head to bed. I can’t be late to breakfast in the morning!” Chopper hops off the chair nearly twice his height. You can see he is wearing his cute little pig pajamas, and you couldn’t help but smile at his cuteness. Then again, who wouldn’t be chuckling at this cute little doctor. “Jya-na (Japanese: See Ya)”. As he is about to leave the room, you bend down and plant a small little kiss, then pat his head.

“Thanks Chopper. At least we have one responsible doctor that cares about both his patients and himself”. Chopper hopped past you and froze quick before turning to you and glancing up.

“W-w-well…that doesn’t make me happy, konoyaro! (Japanese: you idiot)”, as he did his little cute bashful dance. As his small feet carry him out of your sight, his cute little hooves pit-patting down the long hallway of Sunny-Go. Chuckling at his reaction, you look up to see Law still leaning back in his chair staring at you. His frown was still on his face. When it happened was not apparent since his resting-bitch-face is usually what his default is. However, you can tell he was annoyed by something. By what, you are not really sure. Sighing, you walk closer to him, the candle still flickering near the doctor’s headpieces. Law’s gaze did not falter as you got within a few paces in front of him. He looks irritated even. What could it have been? The lack of sleep? Or maybe…jealousy?

“Law, you do see me right?” He blinked once, then twice, then closed his eyes. A small exhale escaped his lips as he slicked his hair back again, as some hairs came back to place.

“I am surprised you came to see me, if you are really here to see me”. His words stung, yet you could understand why he said that. He hasn’t slept, he has been stuck in this room for a long time. Even Bepo and Chopper bring meals to the library here and there to make sure he isn’t starving himself. Sanji gave up because Law used to forget to eat and the fresh food almost would go wasted; until he force fed it to Law which caused him to do a personality-switch-operation with Zoro and Sanji. Which led to an all out fight that nearly had Nami, Robin, Bepo, Penguin and even Jimbei get involved in. It got resolved, but it nearly took a day for Franky to fix the ship, and a stern scolding from Nami and Luffy to get Law, Zoro and Sanji to get back on track.

“Law, it is me”, your outfit was a lot tighter on your body than you were used to, yet your skirt was flowing so not only would you look cute but at least elegant. You dressed up earlier and didn’t change yet because you were partying at the island before, and you were on nightwatch with Brook tonight. Brook knew that you needed your own version of romance, he has been alive long enough to know that. Brook knew what he was doing, well maybe. “Law, come on…listen to me. It is me, even Chopper talked to me today. Despite how busy he is too!” He was super confused now, he wasn’t sure if it was his dick was talking because he wanted your touch, your skin against his, the warmth of your flesh emanating close to his fingers, the scent of salt from the sea and your body penetrating the air, or if it was the sleepiness and the depravity of rest. “Please look at me when I talk to you”, as you raise your hands to touch his stubble and beard, He smelled so nice of cleaner, yet also musky. He always did smell nice, usually. You could feel his face rest slowly, softly into your palms. Basking in your touch, the soft skin that cradled his jaw, which his fingers were on calloused from using his knives, to his sword. His fingers crawled up to hold your right hand under his jaw, while massaging it gently. This is what he wanted, but God was he going crazy. A man of composure, even in battle, and even when Luffy tells him what to do irks him beyond belief. Right now though, he could smell your scent, his head was starting to get muddled with thoughts. He craved you, a drug that could cure his insanity at this moment.

“God, I need sleep. I can’t be going this dumb over you”, he gasped out. Now you were hurt, how could he say such a thing? He should be happy to see you, not disappointed. You snatch your hands back, but you couldn’t help and hesitate to almost reach back to grab him. He looked tired, yet hot. His sigh rang out into the quiet air, only the slight crackle of the candle could be heard. “Listen, y/n-ya”.

“Save your excuses, I guess if you didn’t want to see me, then you could have said it in the first place”. You were agitated now. There is no way he talked to you like that just now.

“Wait, y/n-ya, that’s not what I meant. You know what I meant-”, Law was fumbling with his words. His robe was withstanding the heat emanating from his body. He could feel his member twitch, but he put down his legs from the table and crossed his legs to hide his growth. “Please, look…you know I didn’t mean it like that dammit,” slicking his hair back again. It was irresistible when he did that normally, and yet you couldn’t care now. “Please listen to me, I just want to understand what else I can do to save those around me. If I can’t do that then…”

“Then what Law? You can’t neglect your social health for just your studies. Your connections are just as important!”

“I know that! God dammit!” He slammed his hand on the table, wishing that was you earlier. “Do you know how long I have wanted to get this done so I can focus on you? Just you?” You were upset, but you have heard enough talk from him; you wanted more action.

“Put your money where your mouth is. Your hands work well on patients, yet it seems you don’t know how to work them at all outside of a fight”. That did it for him. He got up and grabbed your shoulders, nearly slamming you down on the wooden table, snuffing out the candle as you landed. You could see his eyes darkening as he looked at you. His robe was hanging off his frame, his belt so loose you could poke it and it would come undone.

“Say it again. You don’t know how hard I have been working here” nearly shaking you on the table. God, you could feel his hands trembling, yet gripping your shoulders as he shook you.

“I said, you don’t know how to work your hands outside of a fight”, those words made him want to prove you wrong. He was told what to do by Luffy, Chopper was right earlier, and now he cannot let you be right too. Law was slipping more and more from who he was, becoming sloppy with his thoughts. His face gets super close to yours, while he puts his left hand under your head and lifts it up to crash his lips onto yours. Tugging your hair slightly so that he could get a response from you. He knows you love it when he tugs your hair. In this moment though, you were just as stubborn as he, and you tried to fight the urge; no matter how hard it was for you to not moan. His kisses got deeper, and deeper, his tongue was exploring yours and you let go fighting his tongue. Closing your eyes, his lips left yours. You open your eyes to see his eyebrows furrowed, perplexed that what he was doing wasn’t making you moan already “is that all you got?” This brat… Lips traveling down your jaw and to your neck, marking and sucking to make sure people know who you belonged to. Regardless of whether you were right or if he was by the end of this. He looks up, and takes a step back.

Room

You knew what might happen now, and as you saw the space change-

Shambles

You were now in the medical room, of course you were. He must have switched something with you two, and now here you were. His robe comes undone, and you just see him in his black boxers with a bulge that you have seen here and there. You didn’t realize your body was partially leaned back on the medical table, it was cold and yet the room was slightly lit due to the small emergency light plug-in, in case Chopper had to come in. Before you could take in everything, your body gets flipped over, your chest pressing on the cold table.

“I’ll show you how a doctor works, if you allow me-”

“Of course, you have my consent. Unless you really can’t work with your hands then-” He had heard enough of your back-talk. Room…Shambles Feeling the retrains popping into his hands, tying your hands behind your back. He already has to deal with you talking back, he doesn’t want to give you that power too. His hands gripping your tied hands, he hiked up your skirt so he could see your panties. You tried to stand up properly, but his grip was pushing you down firmly on the table.

“Now now, I can’t have my patient move around while I have to figure out what is wrong, now can I?” You can tell he was smirking based off his tone. His right hand was still gripping onto your wrists and you could feel his rough fingers slowly touching the outside of your panties. “I can tell my patient is aroused. Yet, the only medicine can only be administered by me.” You wanted his fingers in you, and he knew that. Your core ached, this is what you two have missed out on for awhile now. Heck, even the empty space next to you, day-in and day-out was making you restless. Shaking your ass, you waited for your reward for a response, but it never came. “What? You want these?” You felt his right hand loosen, yet his hand went up and on your neck. Subtly choking you, sticking his long fingers into your mouth. God, you wanted it his fingers, and how you longed for it. Subtly sucking on his fingers, you wanted to show him you were serious.

“P-puwase, ah need” Your words a mess, incoherent even to you.

“Need what? I can’t understand my patient.” He removed his fingers from your mouth and back under your neck, choking you slightly but not enough to even hurt. You could feel his other fingers tracing the outside of your wetness on your panties. You knew what was coming, but when? You gasped as you felt his fingers on your neck choke, then release, choke then release. He was a doctor, he knew what it would do to people if he did that.

“I need your fingers, Law!” You felt his fingers leave, only to dive into your panties, into your core. This is what you wanted, and finally you could feel this knot coming undone. His digits were moving in and out, then curling one he went in. He really did do his homework. Your moans and gasps kept emanating in rhythm, as you were grinding into his fingers. “Law- Law I am going to-” before you could finish, you came right onto his fingers. Your moan so loud, you could feel it reverberate through the room. Trembling as you rode out your high, as it has been so long since you felt this.

“So I don’t know how to use my hands, yes?” You couldn’t help it, you wanted to give in, he was right. If you denied it, you don’t even know what would happen, but you are a person of your word.

“Yes, yes you are right. God, now untie me”, you gasp out. Feeling the restraints go undone, he flips you back around, now you are on your back. He looks you up and down. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. A tight shirt hugging your body, your skirt a mess, your underwear ajar. Whereas for you, what a sight to behold, his abs and tattoos. His hair was a mess from a little bit of sweat. It was as if you two were looking at each other for the first time again. Licking his fingers, he finally smiled. This was the smile you love, the one that makes you want to grab him and kiss him. To hug him and tell him that the One Piece is near for the taking.

“Y/n-ya…” he bends down to kiss your forehead, and smiles softly, “I don’t think my patient is fully done.” He grabbed a condom, and tore off the wrapper. Slowly pushing his boxers lower, and lower, seeing his v-line almost made you lose your mind. He knew what he was doing, and a doctor was observant.

“Please, Trafalgar…I love you,” you couldn’t help but laugh softly at his cute words. He was a doctor, and at moments you were his love patient. Your heart was robbed by this man, and yet it seemed you didn’t want it back. He pushes his boxers so it is off his waist and it falls to the floor. He peels off your underwear, and you could feel the cold air hit your pussy. Easily rolling the condom on, he lifts your legs up and onto his shoulders.

“I missed this, y/n. I love you”. Hearing your name fall from his lips without his cute little accent, made your heart skip a beat.

“I missed this too Law. I love you”. Slowly pushing his cock into you, he watched as your mouth formed an “O” shape. He didn’t want to hurt you, but he knew you were ready. Your moans were slipping past your lewd lips, as he kept going in deeper and deeper until his abs nearly touched your stomach. Going slowly, then picking up the pace, the room was full of moans and grunts. “Fuck, Law, yes right there!” His groans and grunts were picking up the pace, you can feel his cock twitching inside you. The pit in your stomach started to form, it coming again. The slaps of skin, the smell of sweat, the creaking of the medical table was ringing in both your ears. He bent down to capture your lips with his, and finally he said his words.

“I am cumming”.

You were too, and with both your release, he slowed down his pace. Gasping for air as his high was running down. You, on the other hand, were shaking. Second orgasm in one night and it was intense due to your emotions of love becoming more than lust from the last orgasm. He slicked his hair back, which now was staying in place. Law tidied up himself so he didn’t look as dissolved from the fuck session. Taking off your clothes gently, he put his robe on your making sure despite being warm from what just happened, the room was still cold. Lifting you up, you could hear him gently say room…shambles. Feeling the plushness of a mattress and sheets on you. Was he here with you? Or was he in the room still? Suddenly, you felt a hand softly go on top of your side. He was here, next to you, by your side.

“Sorry Law for making you so upset”, you whispered not to wake up Zoro, Luffy, Chopper and Usopp from their slumber. Law chuckled slightly, and kissed your neck where there were his love bites slowly deepening in color.

“Its okay, I think I can finally get some good nights rest. Thank you for being my doctor in need.”

And yet, Brook had been wondering where you had been all night, no matter to him. He could sing his heart out tonight without a care in the world.

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rpclefairy · 2 years

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i’ve found i need a bigger text box than the one in the spacing generator by byluna, though this was most definitely inspired by it. other sites with text editors have distracting colors and look very cluttered so i decided to do something about it ^^

this is a full sized editor, simple and minimal to avoid any distractions with a wide text box and adjustable height.

the options supported by tumblr / that you can use to format your replies are:

source: copy and paste the code for your reply

B I U S : bold, italics, underlined and strike

styles > small : make text small

format: headline 1 and headline 2, h2 is the most commonly used headline

text color: like this. find the hex code for any color you want here.

numbered / bullet points

blockquotes

image (it has to be uploaded to tumblr!)

formatter mobile friendly

important note! (legacy posts only, npf posts do not have this issues)

if your reply includes a @ mention or color text do not switch back to the rich editor, the color will be gone and the @ mention may or may not work at all.

if you want to preserve color text in your partner’s reply, click on edit reblog and switch to the html editor without touching anything. copy the code, paste it in the rp formatter to trim, write and format your reply as usual. this post explains it in detail.

i hope this is helpful ! liking and reblogging to share is appreciated ♡

updates logs:

sept 7, 2022: general updates + night mode toggle + 2 text box options. log here.

sept 29, 2022: created a new version hosted on carrd instead of tumblr, which provides a better mobile responsive layout but can be used on desktop as well.

feb 10, 2023: mobile and desktop versions have been merged into one. read post here.

use it here.

#indie rp #dear indies #rp resources #roleplay resources #rp help #roleplay help #rp formatting

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ahhhsami · 1 year

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I put together a simple guide for some HTML coding to use on AO3. The topics covered are the following;

Text Coding (bigger/smaller lettering, subscript/superscript, bold, and italics)

Headings (6 different header types)

Ways to add Translations, Definitions, and Unique Author Notes (Includes hover over text, Anchor Points, and Footers)

Lists (Numerical and Bullets)

Embedding URLs

Embedding Images

#AO3 #Archive of Our Own #HTML #Tips and Tricks #Writing #Fanfiction #Fanfic #Writers #Writer #Fandom #Basic Coding #Guide #Reference #How To #idk what else to tag

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ghl-osty · 5 months

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fanfiction

i’d like to talk about fanfiction real quick because there are some issues really frequently that can make or break a story. and they’re avoidable!! and it makes me so sad when i’m trying to read a good fanfic and there’s so many errors that i have to stop.

NAMES

so this is one i see surprisingly often… please make sure you know how to spell a character’s name when writing a fanfiction. it’s usually something small like damian vs. damien or lucas vs. lukas but to me it’s so distracting and disappointing when there’s a beautifully written story with a character’s name spelled wrong.

SPELLING

this is a big one, too. when writing, some people don’t always have a spell check or an editor built in to their platform. if that’s you, please triple check your work! and here are a few frequent ones i see-

-shook vs. shock

i shook his hand

i was in shock that she did such a horrible thing

-peaked vs. piqued

-he looked like he peaked in high school

-they piqued my interest

blonde vs blond

-she had blonde hair

-he had blond hair

blonde is a gendered word. i’m not actually sure how it’s used with nonbinary people, let me know!

their, there, and they’re

-it was theirs

-she’s over there

-they were scared, and now they’re not

remember that they’re is a contraction of they are!

quite vs. quiet

she tried to be quiet, not making any noise.

they were quite bored with this whole event.

(thank you to @nathaaaan for the suggestion)

SERIES VS. SERIE

i watched a really good series yesterday

serie isn’t actually a word…

BILINGUAL CHARACTERS

please, please, please do some research if you write a character who speaks another language. even if it’s reading other fanfictions to figure out how your character’s language fits in with the language you’re writing with.

-having a character to say that it’s ’hard to switch back’ is… unrealistic at best. i wouldn’t recommend using it.

-please gender the words correctly! in most of the romance languages, words are gendered. make sure to add that in!

REPETITION

unless you’re going for a gimmick, i’d be careful with repetition. having a character say something more than once, especially in the same sentence, can be annoying and makes the dialogue sound forced.

especially the word antics…. i literally had to put a fic down because ‘antics’ was in every other sentence.

ex: “Lily sighed, annoyed. She was so annoyed!”

(yes this is a real actual example with the character name changed. don’t let this be you.)

FORMATTING

i think this can be overlooked a lot but format is important!!!

-paragraph breaks!! seeing a huge chunk of words with absolutely no breaks is overwhelming. add some space!

-“the punctuation goes inside the quotations.” he said

-i know i’m being a bit of a hypocrite, but capitalization! names, beginning of sentences, and places!! if you don’t capitalize, at least be consistent with it!

“This is how fanfiction, or really any writing, should be formatted.” Eli said with a smile

“And every new sentence should be a paragraph break,” interjected Alex, “Unless you’re going for a certain style. In which case, you do you.”

Eli sighed. “That’s true, Alex. What OP didn’t know was that tumblr has a formatting issue, so that when she posts this, the paragraph breaks won’t show! She hopes she fixed it. But it might not work!”

“We can always imagine the bullet points as paragraph breaks.”

-friendly neighborhood reminder that paragraph breaks happen when introducing a new idea as well!

-bolds and italics are important.

“I told him not to go,” acceptable, a bit dry.

“I told him not to go,” exquisite, flavorful.

and as always. please make sure they’re talking like people. not disney sitcom characters.

PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE TENSE

you would not believe how much i see this messed up. and it’s easy to get wrong. remember, you can always look something up if you aren’t sure. but stay consistent with your tenses!

past tense

She walked up to the drab, grey building, trembling. As she pulled the door open, a bell rang, signaling her arrival.

this one’s probably the most used. notice that it’s almost like we’re retelling the story, after it’s already happened (hence past tense)

present tense

She walks up to the drab, grey building, trembling. She pulls the door open, and a bell rings to signal her arrival.

we have to change quite a few words for the same sentence to make sense in present tense.

future tense

She’ll walk up to the drab, grey building, trembling. She’ll pull the door open, and a bell will ring to signal her arrival.

i honestly don’t think i’ve ever seen future tense used in a novel unless it’s used in dialogue. but it’s almost as if you’re speaking hypothetically about an event.

but please make sure you’re consistent with these! don’t use one and then switch to another!!

now of COURSE writing is a form of creation, and you can ultimately do whatever you want! if you want to write something, write it. this is just a little guide for some of the mistakes i see most often!

but all in all just double check your writing, always!!! there are so many good works out there that could be great.,… if you don’t have someone to beta read you can always send it to me or put it in word <3

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demo · 1 year

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12 surprising clickbait titles that work

Gotcha! While you’re here, check out some of this text formatting.

Bigger text ✨

This is bold, and this is italics. This is strikethrough. (I'm whispering this in small text.) This is not a suspicious link at all. This text is colourful!

This is a bulleted list.

I can add text formatting here too.

We take a break here to enjoy Lucille.

This is a numbered list.

It’s where you list items.

And numbers appear next to them.

Groundbreaking.

As one person once said:

Look at me, I'm an indented block!

I'm a quote block! Someone definitely said this at some point.

Juliet: What is this? Romeo: I think we've been summoned for an example chat post again. Juliet: Not again...

We have reached the end. Or have we?

Remember to stay hydrated, and follow @changes for Tumblr updates! 💖

You're a curious one, aren't you. Enjoy this potato as a reward.

#npf post #text #gif #read more #chat #quote

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pathos-logical · 2 months

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hello! saw that you add image descriptions and I was wondering if you think the alt text feature tumblr has is good for image descriptions or if it’s better to just write it out in the post? I’m not the most knowledgeable on how to do good image descriptions but I wanna start making the habit of putting them on things

Hello!!! This is a great question, thank you for reaching out!!! The alt feature is great for descriptions, but the most recent consensus I've seen is that doing both alt text and plain text (body text) IDs in the post is actually the most broadly accessible way to describe a post!! Here's an example of what I mean (you'll notice there's some more detail in the plain text, and that the alt isn't appended by brackets or extra ID formatting):

[ID: My icon, an emoji fish carrying an emoji love letter in its mouth surrounded by hearts and set against a pink gradient. End ID]

The blind community has competing access needs, which means there isn't a one-size-fits-all format, and your final choice comes down to what you prefer on your blog, as long as your IDs are useful and clear :)

Some bullet points to help you get your bearings:

Alt text is occasionally plagued by glitches and is sometimes considered less accessible to people who may not use a screenreader. It's still the most useful form of ID for screenreader users, from what I've gathered!

Plain text IDs should be written in fully plain text-- no small text or excessive italics/caps lock! However, I've seen that bold is generally more acceptable as special formatting. Utilize line breaks if necessary, but try to emphasize clarity and conciseness rather than exhaustive detail. Also, IDs go directly below (or above) the image, not at the end of a post!

People who do use both forms of description will frequently, as I did above, write a relatively bare-bones alt and a more in-depth ID so screenreader users can choose whether they want to sit through repeated information or not!

And last: Thank you again for reaching out!!!! Every person who chooses to make their spaces accessible makes the world a better place :))))

#hi i really really hope this helps!!!!!#feel free to peruse my #accessibility #and #image descriptions #tags for more assorted info!! there are some very good tutorials in there :D and also some more asks i've answered!#obligatory disclaimer that i am very much sighted and am working off what i know and have gleaned #i'm always open to correction and you should take me with a grain of salt!#sinhasfluffyheadfur #asks #kay talks #described #described by me #jesus christ why is my ask tag not 💌#NOOOO WAIT I JUST REMEMBERED. BC I ALREADY MADE THAT A TAG HERE AUGHHHHHHHHHHH

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halcyone-of-the-sea · 5 months

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hi!! i know this is really random, but i was wondering how you do your formatting? i just really love the aesthetic and layout of your profile and posts, and i would love to take some inspiration as long as it's good with you!

You can totally take some inspiration! For any/most of my full fics I always just follow how I've always formatted, which is:

Title

Header image/graphic

Pairing

Synopsis of the story

Wordcount (which I would say is totally optional, I just like putting it there)

Warnings

and then an author's note section if you wish

I usually bold/caps all of those sections, and make the following words small & in italics:

PAIRING: Nikto x F!Reader

For headers/graphics, I use Canva, and for page-breaks, I use Photopea w. the dimensions of 15 wide x 2000 long.

I am a huge fan of bold letters for section titles (an example of this is how I formatted my navigation page), and then the small text in italics - I usually go with bold, small letters, and then small letters/italics of something is divided into three sections but is all apart of the same title. An example would be this:

"Moss, Bone, And A Falling Star" - Part I, II, III - Witch Hunter!Price AU

I just think it makes it look cleaner/more organized! I also like bullet points, numbered sections, etc. Really, I think the most important part is just knowing when to separate sections - page-breaks (shown below) are one of the things that I always use:

Not only is it nice to look at, but it, again, is just a good item to use for organization sake.

That's all I can think of right now - if you're wondering about more specifics, totally send another Ask my way and I'll try to explain more!

#halcyone answers

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tortiefrancis · 2 years

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- dos and don'ts of adding plain text

this is a simple guide meant to help people who want to add a plain text version of their formatted text on their posts but aren't sure how to go about it.

disclaimer: this post is long, but separated into sections using emojis

❌️ put the plain text at the bottom of the post, under a read more, on a link, etc

this makes it harder to find the plain text and makes disabled people have to go through more steps to actually access your post. links are specially bad because if they break, the plain text is lost. a read more will break if your blog is deleted or you change your url.

✅️ make it directly above or below the original text

this way, it's much easier to find for the people who need it, and won't have the risk of breaking or no longer appearing if something happens to your blog

❔️ parenthesis or no parenthesis?

the use of brackets or parenthesis at the start and end of a plain text transcribe isn't too necessary, but it isn't harmful either, so it's up to you to decide if you want to add that or not.

❌️ lack of start and finish mark

if you don't make it clear where the plain text starts and finishes, it will just be confusing, and people will struggle to figure out if it isn't just a caption to the post. people who use screen readers will also have a hard time telling apart the transcription and any comment or caption added

✅️ add a start and finish mark

you can make that in several ways, such as, but not limited to:

- PT: plain text here. End PT

- Plain Text: plain text also here. End of Plain Text

- Start Transcription: plain text here as well. End Transcription

❌️ make the contents different

plain text is meant to make inaccessible text be accessible. if you think the wording on your post is bad, or made a typo, don't use the plain text to fix that

✅️ keep it the same

remember, if you edit the original text, you should also edit the plain text

❌️ make it formatted

plain text is what it says on the tin, plain, default. if you format it in any way, like making it bolded or colored, it'll defeat the purpose of having it in the first place

❔️ what to add plain text to?

any sort of formatted text, such as bold, italics, large or title text, small text, special fonts, colored text, and such

❔️ what not to add plain text to?

bullet points, numbered text and indented text. they may sometimes not actually be read by screen readers, but cause no harm as far as i'm aware

✅️ add to your posts

if someone turns the text from your post into plain text, add it to the original. this way, more people will see the plain text version and it will be more easily accessible then if left ignored

❔️ what if i can't make it?

if, for any reason, you can't add plain text to your post, you can always request people to do so! it's not bad to ask for help and there are plenty of blogs on this site focused on accessibility that could help you with that. and, again, if someone does add plain text to your post, add it to the original

this is all that i could think of, for now, but i hope this is helpful to anyone looking to make their blog accessible

#accessibility #plain text #transcript #actually disabled #disabled #disability #sam.txt

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DEAD GIRLS TELL NO TALES

Masterlist-

Previous chapter-

Next chapter-

Pairing: Bonten! Rindou Haitani x reader. Bonten! Ran Haitani x reader.

Synopsis : " 'cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead"

" heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, nor hell a fury like a woman scorned. "

What if their first love came back ? What if everything they thought they knew about that night was a lie ?

WARNING : 18+, minors DNI. This fic will contain explicit smut. This chapter contains description of violence, torture ( slightly ), dirty talk, curses, angst with comfort.

Tag-list : @rans-baby @trashmemebitch @inuiskitten @fantasyismyreality @bontensbabygirl @mydream-synopsis @crown5 @redhood278 @glxar @owensuitcase @qualitygiantshoepsychic @Bontenswh0re @akemiixx01 @mutandis-extremis993 @blueanthology @notacandy @moodyhuesworld2 @agos997 @slylittlebutterfly

Please let me know if you wanna be added in the tag-list.

What is written in bold and italics are flashbacks.

CHAPTER 06:

Why are paper cuts so painful ?

They're small, tiny details which could be a great bother. And perhaps you never realize how paper-thin your plans are until you get those paper cuts.

You were always so focused on details, how could you have missed that one ? Maybe you were too focused on the words you'd be saying to Alaya that you didn't paid attention to the shadows hiding in the dark.

-" I knew at some point you'd end up here " she stated, back still facing you while pouring herself a glass of wine, you frowned.

-" Yet I don't see any police car. "

-" Huh, why would I do that ?" She turned, a glimpse of surprise could've been spotted in her eyes. She remembered your face, sure she would, it has been on the news for weeks, four years ago. " We might not be in the same team, but we got the same enemies. "

-" right, the soon to come elections" you chuckled, the journalist tilted her head to the side.

-" I believe we both don't want the governor to serve a second term. "

She barely had time to stretch her hands before the USB key you threw reached her, she eyed it curiously.

-" It's all there. From the highest ranks to the lowest dirty cops." Her pupils expanded. " Understand that if you do this, they'll put a target on your head. "

Oh she knew that, and though fear was a constant shadow over her head someone had to do something.

-" I know that very well-"

-" And understand that " you paused. " They won't lay a hand on you as long as I'm breathing. Not another woman will be hurt in my lifetime. "

She smiled, she knew was not staring at a woman, but a kingdom.

-" Right, the hunter only comes for men " you snorted at her joke, already making your way to the front door.

-" They portray me as a misandrist, I'm not. " holding the doorknob, you turned slightly to look at her. " I may be a vigilante, a rebel, a criminal, but not a misandrist. "

-" just happened that from everyone who wanted to ruin me, there was not any single woman. "

Few words exchanged between the two of you were enough, you needed no befriending when you shared the same hatred.

That's when things started to get weird, back in the parking lot.

It was quiet, almost too quiet. And maybe that day the silence was too loud, screaming for you to notice the silencer, the bullet piercing the air.

•••

One breath at the time.

He will remain calm, he needed to keep his head in the game, no matter how hard it seemed.

-" He doesn't answer his phone since hours. " Ran stated through the phone, his other hand gripping the steering wheel tightly. " I'm gonna kill him Rin, I'm gonna so fucking kill him. "

He heard his brother cursing at the other end of the line, Rindou who was standing tall in front of a tied up Conor eyed the pretty beaten up government agent before answering.

- " Go to that damn reporter's house, this bastard says she might be the last person to see her".

-" God Fuck- if I'm late and she already left... "

No more words were needed, hearing his younger brother sighing through the phone, Ran hung up and threw his phone on the passenger's seat.

No matter how hard he tried reaching the mole that Mikey had successfully placed amongst Hiroto Mori's organization, the latter was no where to be found. In other words, their only chance of knowing what might be La compagnie's next move against you was gone.

The cages seemed to shrunk, hopes getting lost in the turmoil of the mess around. There's gotta be another way out, you three always ended up finding a way, right ?

He pressed the pedal harder, ever increasing the speed to get to Alaya's house. God keep her there.

The landscape through the window getting blurrier, trees molding with each other into a huge fog, where only fragmented memories shone through.

And you were there to sketch a picture of yourself all in his head, and then colour the linings of the dull reality as easily as you filled his thoughts.

A thousand years ago.

A thousand tears ago.

How strong they thought they were back then, teenagers wearing their fists like the heaviest machine guns. He remembered how they took down all that gang by their own, with his faithful Rindou standing in the chaos of the afterwards. Of the after-war.

-" You'll need more men to take over Roppongi" his brother scoffed, laying down a kick on one of the guy's stomach.

-" C'mon Rin', I'm starting to get hungry. " How pretentious has he been, swirling his baton around one of his braids.

His brother's attention was stolen from him, the second a broken chuckle left one of the injured men's mouth.

-" Now now what's so funny ? Mind to share ?" Ran stretched a smile, peering down at the latter.

- " bold of you to assume we'd send all our-" he paused to spit blood, Rindou's nose wrinkled from disgust. " We'd send all our men in a platter to you. "

-" Without a B plan. " Another voice echoed as one of the guys hardly stood up, Ran tilted his head to the side, stretching his arms above his head as Rindou's eyes bored into them.

-" You pussies really wanna die " he chuckled, standing in position.

-" Oh no, I'm way too spent up to be the plan B " the one who just stood up leaned against the alleyway wall.

Ran's smile was soon to fall. And Rindou's heart.

Because at the end of the alleyway, three new shapes were making their way toward them.

And as the sunshine got dimmer, the walls around began caving in, just like the tears on your face.

If not both the men's arms holding yours from each side, the ground would be scratching your knees, under the skirt of your school uniform. Through your teary eyes could be seen a gut devouring terror, one they would've preferred to never see on your face.

Their face.

-" Gentleman, the plan B. "

Your eyes widened, as one of the men holding you pressed the cold metal of the knife under your throat, a broken sob falling from your lips like glass cutting through their skins.

Lavender twin eyes found each other, no smile no words could be heard only the beasts roaring louder than ever.

Ran stared blankly at both the men, straightening his body. The words falling from his lips with his eyes on them were bloodcurdlingly low.

-" You're dead. "

•••

But paper cuts hurt.

And missing the sound of that bullet was like a hundred cuts through your skin.

You couldn't make up anything before your body was propelled in the air, hitting the ground only seconds later and waiting for the pain to spread.

It didn't spread.

And your eyes widened, feeling the heavy weight on you.

And he shifted slightly from on top of you.

Lavender.

And he found you. Not in soulless pictures, nor in restless dreams.

Ran found you in erratic heart beats, in wide-eyed gazes, and in stunned whispers of your name that shook your core.

-" Ran... "

Your voice, it was here, you were there. And after many lifetimes where he'd look for you in every empty face, in crowded streets and every whiskey bottle, his heart found yours.

It felt ethereal... As a grasp of water, temporary, fear of that moment slipping between his fingers likewise. As ephemeral as a dream, desperately blinking away reality's heart crushing attempts, he could not believe his eyes.

Your name flew out of his mouth as a prayer, a curse or a bullet, and when your eyes widened and your hands grabbed his arms, Ran Haitani finally put down all the burden and collapsed against you, head buried in your neck.

-" Fuck, you're here, you're... " Your hands wrapped around him, holding him so tightly that you couldn't tell where you began and where he ended. As your scent invaded his nostrils, he smelled love, touched a feeling, and suddenly all the time that flight by faded in an embrace.

-" Ran, Ran you're bleeding !" You urged him, trying to hide both of you deeper in the alleyway.

Yes, he felt the numbness in his arm, along with the hot liquid pouring out of it. He felt it. Yet he couldn't care less, because for the first time his own heart was not a dead weight to carry, truth is, his chest never felt so light.

-" give me a minute " he whispered against your skin, as you went to object his arms tightened around you. " ... Jus' a minute to make sure... You're real "

And how could you say anything with your heart in your throat ? Choking you filling your eyes with salty bullets ? Your hands ran through his ever so smooth hair, and just like that, it didn't mattered anymore.

Whether you died next or not, whether your soul left your body because your whole world was in your arms currently, and his meer crumbs were enough after years of craving him.

Pulling away felt as ripping his own skin off of himself, because out of your embrace he felt incomplete, as if he was art drawn by your own love, but soon your face smiled at him and he found solace.

-" I missed you, so, so much. God, words can never... " A broken sob threatened to escape your lips, your hand flew to your mouth to keep you quiet, the last thing both of you needed was to be spotted by the one who aimed the bullet at you.

-" hey angel, don't cry on me now, yeah ? I'll- shit" hearing sound of footsteps coming, Ran tried moving his arm but soon felt how numb and heavy it was. Panic started stirring his guts, he had to operate with one arm.

-" Don't move " you commanded, right before tearing a piece of your shirt. He hissed and you shushed him, straddling him to wrap the tourniquet around his bleeding arm. " I can fight, I can do it for both of us-"

-" won't you just show up already ?" The unknown voice reaching both your ears shout, you two froze hearing how close the voice was to the alley, too close...

-" We want no war with Bonten, c'mon just give us the girl already !"

You gulped down, eyeing Ran's gaze which never has been so dark. The voice was different, there were many footsteps, too much...

-" Holy shit... " Ran cursed under his breath, pulling you closer against him in an attempt to hide both of you. You closed your eyes slightly, It was unfair, you suffered their absence for so many years just in order to keep them away from your shit, all for what ?

Yes you two had guns, but you were two, they were very much, and Ran was injured... Walls crumbled down brick by brick, a falling hope, a sinking ship. You both knew, and the words no one dared to speak poisoned the air in between.

-" Listen " he cupped your cheeks in his warm hands, lifting his injured arm as best as he could. " They're... They're going to take you. "

No, those were not words, but swords. Sinking in his guts and slicing his throat, jaw clenched, you've never witnessed such a scary look on his face.

-" I know, Ran. I knew what I was getting myself into from-"

-" Silence. "

You froze, no matter how hard you've grown to be, Ran's authoritative voice would always cut you sharper than any knife.

-" They'll take you away from me. But God fucking knows I'd give my whole life. I'd rock heaven and earth to find ya, 'kay ?"

As your heart sunk in your chest, your throat tightened, your eyes burned with tears you fought to not shed.

-" Please, stay away from this. " Your voice broke, you couldn't contain your sobs anymore. " Stay away from me, please don't... "

-" Shhh, y'know I'll do it whatever. If death couldn't do us apart, nothing alive will. "

In his eyes, you read the unspoken words and unshed tears of four years, and yes you knew, there was nothing you could ever say to keep them from following you.

Both you attentions were stolen from each other to the small sound that echoed through the alleyway, and before you could make up anything, you found yourself pressing Ran's body against the floor, hiding his face in your chest as the gas bomb began spreading smoke around you.

-" Shit, shit shit ! " You cursed, Ran's arms tightened around you the best he could, he probably should be closing his eyes but how to ? When he knew the second he would close them, you would disappear.

Again.

The fog around drawed patterns of old scars, how sadistic was fate,how heart breaking was it to lose each other right after being reunited.

And for once, as he was holding you in the middle of the chaos, Ran allowed his eyes to cry, he allowed his heart to bleed again, past's ghosts nipping at their old favorite dish, his skin.

Except this time, he would watch the life snatch you away from his arms, rip you away from his heart. Rip the life out of his breathing lungs.

-" We'll come back for ya... "

-" Ran, don't- don't speak!" You coughed, feeling your head becoming dizzier. But he ignored you, burying his head in your neck.

-" I'll bring you back home. I promise... "

Could the sky fall or the fires burn, nothing would stop him from uttering the words engraved in his tongue since four years. Not again.

-" 'cause I... " and though he coughed, he believed nothing would burn his lungs more than the unspoken feelings. "Won't lose the love 'f my life to death. Not again".

And as his words rocked you to faint, your grasping reflex never released his shoulders. His image started getting blurry, yours too, and as much as he tried to keep them open, gas around you was too heavy to even distinguish anything.

So you both let go of your fears, closed your eyes, and surrendered.

Because when even the reaper's scythe couldn't keep your hearts away, you'll always find your way back home.

And I lost you. I lost you with my arms around you.

•••

-" Where the fuck is she ?"

Crestfallen was an euphemism to describe how Ran got back to the Bonten headquarters under all his co-workers eyes, no he did not only came back with empty hands, but holding his bleeding heart in them.

He woke up a dead man, in that empty alleyway. He couldn't tell how much time has passed after they left with you, but he could count the roars of devils inside his mind. And so he stood up, uncaring about the dizziness of his head, of his bleeding arm, or his broken heart. Drove to the headquarters and there he was.

He stared blankly at Rindou's eyes, who was clearly upset from his expression and how disheveled he was.

-" How did you know I found her ?" He wearily asked, throwing himself on the couch as Kakucho sighed and started checking the state of his arm. " I removed the bullet when I woke up".

-" When you woke up ?" His younger brother inquired, he chose to ignore him and focus on Kakucho's words.

-" The mole finally called. " Kakucho's words fell on his shoulders as a thousand tons, Ran straightened in his seat, suddenly eyes wide. " He couldn't speak a lot, said everyone's on the lookout there, but he gave the address of a medical practice. "

-" The damn doctor " he hissed while Kakucho took of the tourniquet. " They might've took her-"

-" They what ?" Rindou's voice never been sharper. And for the first time, Ran couldn't even look into his brother's eyes, shame was a too heavy burden for his heart.

He was supposed to protect you both, he was the elder, he failed you, and failed Rindou...

-" What do you mean, they took her ?"

Making a step toward him, Kakucho tried stopping the younger brother but was quickly shoved away, as the latter grabbed his elder by the collar and made him stand up, facing him directly.

-" Speak. What do you mean they fucking took her ?"

He still could find nothing to say, and he knew Rindou was losing it from how tight he was clenching his jaw, anything he'll give him he would take it, fist, spit, curse, he deserved it.

-" Enough. "

As much as the temperature increased between the two brothers, Mikey's voice was enough to drop it. Rindou didn't flinched, still holding his brother by the collar until Sanzu and Kakucho separated them.

-" Mikey said enough " Sanzu pushed Rindou away from Ran, which got him a pretty glare from the youngest.

-" What if we tried figuring out something instead of acting like animals ?" Takeomi offered, Ran peered at him curiously, then at Mikey who just had a blank stare.

-" so you mean... "

-" Mikey will help us find her. "

The elder stared curiously at his brother, then at his boss who seemed galaxies away from them despite everything.

-" shit, you're not messing with me ? What's in it for you ?"

Sanzu cleared his throat, signaling him to watch his mouth but Ran couldn't care less, as Mikey shrugged.

-" Don't be stupid, Haitani. This the reason why you two joined Bonten in the first place, right ?"

That was true, but he never thought he would actually help them directly.

Ran's lavender hues found his brother's one when the latter kneeled next to him with an alcohol bottle, in order to disinfect his wound. Though he would never utter it, it could be read in Rindou's face that after the anger dropped down, he regretted the attitude he gave him.

- " Kakucho and Sanzu will come with us. But first, we need to talk to the Blondie" his brother explained, as he started cleaning the wound.

-" D'ya managed to get anything from him ?"

-" crumbs. Government shits are trained to resist investigations. " And as much as jealousy tightened his throat, Rindou swallowed it and added. " But he cares about her. I'm sure he'll talk if we tell him they got her. "

Ran clenched his jaw, as much as he didn't liked it, Conor was a necessary step to get to you, though he couldn't bring himself to trust a guy who kept you hidden away from them for years.

-" I'm fine" he moved Rin's hand away when that one began wrapping a bandaid around his arm. Standing up, he nodded toward his boss after Rindou stood up too. " Let's not waste more time. "

•••

-" You better not pass out on me yet, we still got so much fun to have !"

Amidst the aching of your body from your restrained limbs, and the stabbing pain his scalpel left here and there on your skin, his darkly cheerful voice reached your ears.

-" You, pretty, gave us a pretty hard time. We lost a lot of money because of you, daddy's gonna be so mad at his little girl... "

A giddy sensation took over you as soon as his blood stained glove reached for yet another instrument, a huge, rusty pair of pliers. A whimper left your dry lips, clenching your fist because you could do no more with how your hands and feet were tied to that operating table.

-" Cause oh yes ! Did I mention he'll be here soon ? " His sadistic smile only accentuated your hatred, while his hand seized your fist to open it by force. " Until then... "

-" Wait- No ! No, stop, stop !"

But he looked already so far gone, slipping those pliers between your cuticules. The next thing you know, your finger tingles, even the blood dripping out of where your nail used to be hurts, your visions gets blurry, his proud smile is blurred by your own tears. Screams of pain escape your lips along with shallow breaths, and you're none but an aching, crying, sweating mess of blood.

-" Your cries are music to my ear, darling. But I'm sure I can get more out of you. Like what in hell was a Bonten member doing with you ?"

-" Go-" a broken sob cut through your words, the pain lacerating on almost every inch of your skin making it hard to stay awake. " Go to hell..."

-" What a brave girl we have here !" Caged-animal grunts escaped your lips, his devilish grin was nothing but bad news. " You make me crave your begging, sweetheart. Why won't you beg for me ? "

Threatening, he went for your second nail. Your toes curled, heart beating so slowly you thought you would faint anytime, you pressed your lips together as tight as possible to muffle your cries.

-" I'm sure they left you for dead, who helped you? You couldn't have done this by yourself... " For nothing came out of your mouth, he pressed the pliers harder in between your cuticules, making you whimper and bite your lip. " So you're not speaking, eh ?"

- " Do your tricks, if you must... I'm- I'm not speaking a word. "

He seemed not the less bothered by your statement, and as he ripped the second nail, you felt as if your soul has been ripped off of you, scream probably reaching miles and miles away from the medical practice you two were in. Tears overflowed from your eyes, which you closed, shaking your head from left to right.

-" Fuck you... I'll kill you, I'll fucking k-" nausea made it hard for you to even speak, whilst he ignored your threats and moved at the end of the table.

-" God have mercy on me, pain looks so good on you " the disgusting old doctor grunt, white coat splattered with blood as his gloved hand rested on your bare thigh. You shivered to the spine, through the mind striking pain, he started sliding the plier up your thigh, smoldered pupils focused under the hospital gown you woke up in.

And then, when he looked up at your eyes, he knew he got the best of you, he knew he succeeded into slipping under your skin, into the darkest roads of your numb mind where your old demons were still hardly breathing.

Though your nails hurt, you dug them as deep as you could in your palms, closing your eyes and praying. Praying because you had no other hope.

-" Kill me. " The words sliced your throat. " You won't get anything from me. Just kill me. "

-" I'd be screwed to disobey your dad. Boss said he had a special bullet for your pretty skull " Tilting his head with a faux sympathy tone, he gripped your thigh to part them open, sliding his pliers upper. " But I really, really want to hear the cute sounds you can make, begging for me. "

You did expect no more.

So was this the end ? Endless nightmare like a broken record would be repeating ?

Except this time, you would not let it happen.

Opening your eyes again, soulless. Numb. You abruptly lifted your head, again, and again making your neckless bounce until it reached your mouth. And as you went for biting the pendant...

Hours ago...

-" Huh... So you brought... You brought big brother to make me talk ?" Conor smiled, head still hanging low while both the Haitani entered the room where he was tied to the chair.

Only greeted by silence, he lifted his head and his gaze fell on stone cold faces, a stoic Rindou Haitani and his unmoved brother putting on his brass knuckles. He looked in pain, arm bandaged but wore a determined face. The blond gulped down, cursing under his breath.

-" So you didn't found her... "

The elder ignored him, directly making his way to him and kneeling down in front of the bleeding man.

-" Enough. "

Conor's inner cheek skin met his teeth in a frightening scream, Ran's fist putting him through unbearable pain as blood began dripping from his lips and little cuts adorned his skin.

-" Normally, I would've took my time roasting you american fucker's skin. "

Another punch, Conor spat blood, grunting from pain and throwing a death glare toward his assaulter.

-" But I'm afraid we're running out of time. " He grabbed his collar, lifting him, and the chair he was tied to, to meet his gaze. " so you're gonna tell me everything you know 'bout that doctor fucking Endo. And I might just put an end to your suffering, and life. "

Through his hatred stuffed green hues, Ran watched doubt widening them the next seconds.

-" Wait... Wait shit, he got her ?"

Rindou clenched his jaw, meeting his brother's gaze. Both stayed silent, eyeing the man who understood the lack of words.

-" Fuck... " His chest tightened as if going up in altitude, panic could be clearly seen in his eyes. " You gotta find her, quick, please... I- I can help, I ca-"

-" Who the hell do you think you are ?" Rindou, making a step toward them inquired, while Ran was focused on the blond's reaction.

Something was off, he knew.

-" think you want her back more than we do ?"

-" Stop ! That's not what I freaking meant !" For the first time, he lost his composure. "We got some... Last resort plan, for cases like this... "

Silence, the brother's eyes met in an agonizingly long second, their faces growing scarier and closer to the government agent.

-" What do you mean. Last resort ?" Ran uttered every word in a bloodcurdling low voice, Conor closed his eyes.

-" We were... Pretty aware we could get caught, by La Compagnie guys. We both have a necklace... "

-" Speak. " In a split second, Rindou pressed his gun to the tied man's head.

-" All she has to do is bite the pendant, there's cyanide powder... A suicid pill. "

Hound-like grunting fury, beast roaring car's engine, that highway probably never knew such a speed. They drove with the weight of the world on their shoulders, not fast enough, never enough.

-" Go ahead, we'll take care of it " Kakucho's voice reached Rindou, who nodded and started running along the medical practice, while Sanzu and Kakucho distracted the security guards and began taking them down one by one.

And with each step he made, opening every damn door there ,a star died in his sky, his heartbeats were a countdown, erratic when he kicked one more door, expecting another empty room.

It was not.

There stood the filthy old man, and Rindou's grip tightened around his gun.

-" The fuck ! Security-"

But his bullet was faster, piercing the atmosphere fiercely to settle in the doctor's chest who fell down directly.

His lungs seemed filled with salty water, each foot of him weighted a ton within the seconds he made his way toward you on the table. Necklace in your mouth. Feeling those tons under his feets trying to bring him down on his knees, suffocating on the salty water.

Then you dropped the pendant, closed, and intact. And he could finally breath again.

-" Thanks fucking god " he threw his head back, breathing heavily. Your eyes widened, heart beating faster at the sight of him.

-" R... Rindou ? "

Yes, life has effortlessly been breathed in him upon hearing your voice, bringing him back to reality. To a reality where you were there, alive, breathing. not yet another dream, you were real.

-" Lemme help you with this " he managed to free your hands, ignoring the unpleasant rage shaking his guts when he saw the blood on your nails, then moved to your right foot as you untied the left.

-" Oh god, Rin. You're here, you're doing fine ... Is Ran okay ? " He helped you to your feet, making sure you could stand up then nodded, making you sigh in relief.

-" Let's go, we gotta be quick " you nodded, tugging at your hospital gown and quickly grabbing the doctor's gun on the table, but frowned when he stopped you. His hand reached for your necklace and ripped it, throwing it somewhere in the room. "I'm not losing you again. Never again. "

God, it was really not the time for blushing. Rindou took your hand in his and you both began running down the corridor. His hand in yours felt warm, and although the years, familiar. No matter how skilled and trained you grew up to be, only his touch could make you feel so safe.

Deep in thoughts while running, you had barely the time to pull him inside a random room before the bullets started flying from the end of the corridor, closing the door behind you two.

-" Shit... It's Hiroto's men... " You explained, locking the door of the closet you two stepped in, remembering the doctor's words. You turned toward him and found his lilac gaze only inches away from yours, drinking in your face and getting high on memories.

Not now, he had to remind himself, nothing to do, no way to scar when your eyes were still broken glass embedded in his skin.

-" Rin... "

But there's no room in war for feelings, and you two could've testified it when the first kick on the door echoed, making you both startle.

-" back off, I'm in charge now. " He shoved you behind him, reaching for his gun.

-" Rin, I'm begging you to leave- I... I can handle myself, you could get injured like Ran, they're not gonna let me go now that they found-"

-" They'll have to get through me before they get to you. " he wearily loaded his gun with bullets and determination, you grunt desperately tugging at his sleeve.

-" for god's sake Rin please !"

When those amethyst eyes landed on you, you knew trying to convince him was a lost battle, since he was hell bent on fighting by your side.

He quickly gripped your face, squeezing your cheeks with his ever-bored expression, cold voice reached your ears.

-" Shhh, love ? It's my life over yours, dontcha get that ? " His eyes quickly drifted toward your lips, before getting back to your eyes. " Now be my pretty good girl and back off. "

-" No. "

Freezing, he turned toward you as another kick nearly threw the door open.

- " What do you mean, no ?"

You gulped down. no need to fear him, you were not a teenager anymore.

Back then, with your school uniform on and a knife pressed to your throat, your tears stained your cheeks as you called for the boys.

-" I'm- I'm sorry " your sobs knife-like, cutting through their flesh. " If I had been more careful, you... You two wouldn't be in trouble... "

Strange right ? Until making both of them clench their jaws, you were the one with the reaper's scythe pressed to your flesh because of them, and you were apologizing. For putting them in trouble.

How could they possibly not willingly give their lives for you ?

-" That's really, really not smart from you. " Ran began, making a step toward both the guys, until one of them pressed you to him and yelled at Ran to stop.

-" One move, and your bitch dies " he threatened, Rindou's eyes studied the distance between you five, how much time it would take if he raced, if he threw himself on them, would they have enough time to hurt you ? Anxiety ate his brain alive, the enemy's caged seemingly closing in around him.

- " Now we can talk about who can take over Roppongi. "

-" Rin, if we go down, we go down together, remember ?" You uttered, tightening your hands around the gun you stole from doctor Endo. He stared at your blood stained face, stared at the past right in the eyes.

Teenage himself watched it in slow motion, as your hand insidiously slipped in your school bag hanging from your shoulder. Everything was too slow until both the guys holding you got their eyes spread with perfume, screaming and dropping down the knife. It was their chance, he realized, launching himself toward you.

-" You bitch-" your assaulter hissed toward you once the brothers took care of them. Ran's foot hit his rib, while the other brother approached him, pulling his head up by his hair.

-" Yes she is. The bitch two brothers would burn down this town for. "

There, that's when you brought him from the prison of his own pride, he realized he never was meant to fight on his own, neither were you, or Ran. And when the door finally gave in under the enemy's kicks, they knew you three came in a package deal.

Too starstruck to even realize, the bullets flew through both the men's bodies, making of them your own horror canevas.

-" Quick !" He yelled, pulling you from your wrist, running down those stairs and corridors again. Back to the reception, you avoided the dead bodies on the ground, blood splattered everywhere and Rindou seemed to look for something but just pulled you outside the practice when he found no body. Stepping finally outside, as the adrenaline started coming down, your wounds and all the blood you lost along with the tiredness came back with force, almost dropping you on your knees if not for Rindou's arm to grab your waist.

-" Wow, stay with me, 'kay ? We're almost there " he held you close to him, you nodded and tried chasing the dizziness of your head away, blinking quickly before he cupped your face, analyzing your unfocused eyes.

-" Hey, live f'me until we're done with this shit, and I swear I'm putting a damn ring on your finger, yeah ?"

His voice reached your ears in broken words, muffled by the roaring sound of an engine coming from behind.

-" And I swear I'll always step in between " was it Ran's voice ? You really could not tell, hours of grueling torture finally getting to you. " C'mon Rinnie, ya really think it's time for the mushy shit ? "

Rindou grunt, opening the door and bringing you with him, on his lap in the passenger seat.

-" You took your fucking time. Where's Kakucho and the druggy ?"

-" Taking care of the bodies. Close the door, we don't want more La compagnie men glued to our ass."

He made a point, making his brother quickly close the car's door. Lavender hair fainted in a blur, words making their way to you in slow, too far voices, your eyelids weighted a ton and soon your grip on Rindou's shirt was the only thing holding you to reality, while you dived deep into unconsciousness.

Ran's lazy smile made his way back to his face, eyes dropping into your sleeping form in his brother's arms.

There is it, home. Where the heart is in peace, not anymore in a million piece.

You whimpered in your sleep, moving slightly in Rindou's arms before his hand reached your cheek.

-" Feel this? This my hand on ya, you're never going anywhere again."

Ran winced, stretching his painful arm to rest on your thigh, feeling the warmth of your skin and grinning lazily.

-" Welcome home, angel. "

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