#me going: at least it wasn't the katana but then remembering that the katana is so heavy that he'd probably slice open the carpet if he t

[confessedlyfannish]

DP x DC Prompt #7

Robin is heretofore thought to be alone when he swings his katana behind him, almost catching the Adam's apple of his mother's new lover.

"Whoopsie!" Danny says, taking an agile step back, as if Robin's slice was a slip of the hand rather than a deliberate and likely fatal attack.

"What are you doing here," Robin demands, mask hiding the momentary widen of his eyes. No one sneaks up on the heir of Batman, least of all his mother's latest toy.

"I wanted to chat, just you and I," Danny says, as if they are standing on a sidewalk and not the rooftop of a forty floor building in the dead of night, Robin in full costume. "I know you were kinda caught off guard yesterday night."

"I was not caught off guard."

This is a lie. Yesterday night when Talia had appeared at the latest Wayne Charity Ball as the date of Daniel Fenton, an up-and-coming name in renewable energy, Father's dumbfounded look had been nothing less than genuine.

And even the Annoyance had choked on his non-alcoholic champagne when Talia had instructed Damian to greet his "new stepfather".

"Talia," Danny had said levelly, running a hand over hers placed delicately in the crook of his arm, "Remember how we were going to break this gently?"

"Darling, Al Ghuls do not require a gentle break," Talia had replied.

"What is happening," Tim had quietly muttered, squinting at the contents of his glass suspiciously. "What."

Tonight Danny is as calm as he was the previous night, looking amused if anything. Damian resists the urge to take another swing at him. Mother would probably not like that. Danny's affections towards her had seemed quite genuine, his eyes often on her with a light Damian reluctantly recognized from Grayson's many dalliances. And dare he say it, Mother had seemed to reciprocate.

"My mistake. Still," Danny says, "I was hoping to speak with you alone."

"I do not require another father," Damian says promptly. This is true. He already has a father, and a Grayson, and the other annoyances, and Alfred. "And you should not be speaking to a...minor...without their guardian present." He does not like saying this, as he is fully capable of being his own guardian, but Dick had been adamant once updated by Tim and Barbara that should Damian come in contact with Danny alone he was to say as such. He had extracted a promise from Damian after a high-pitched lecture via video call going on nigh an hour. Damian had been waterboarded, twice, and would have preferred a third time to one of Grayson's seminars on "stranger danger" and "parental custody". It had prevented him from going on patrol with Batman, who had left shortly after the gala, presumably to meet with his mother.

Batman had not succeeded, returning without a word. Red Hood, cackling, had pulled up behind him to congratulate Damian on his new "daddy" and loudly tell Oracle how Bruce had gotten an eyeful. An eyeful of what, Damian wasn't sure, and asking only made Jason laugh harder and Dick yell from the Batcomputer.

"Good thing I'm speaking to Robin, then," Danny says with a grin. Damian updates his mental file on the man to less of a goody two-shoes than previously thought. "And like I said last night, I'm not here to overstep."

"Then?" Robin asks crossing his arms.

"You and I are a lot alike, actually," Danny says. Despite the chill of the night, wind whipping at his hair, he seems very comfortable in his t-shirt and jeans.

Damian scoffs and Danny holds his hands up.

"Okay, I deserved that one. What I mean is, and bear with me here, I had a lot going on when I was your age, and my parents weren't always super...present. Their work kept them pretty distracted as we got older and more independent."

The background check they'd run indicated Danny's parents were scientists, his sister a therapist and women's self-defense instructor. The man himself had nothing remarkable on his record beyond a public intoxication charge in his early twenties, but that hardly meant anything. Talia Al Ghul's public record was nothing short of exemplary, one of the many facts that had made the judge reluctant to grant Bruce full custody.

"And listen, I know the way I was raised in the midwest is vastly different from your upbringing, and comparing the two would likely be condescending and a disservice to you, but I also know that while I liked my independence, I wish I had been able to talk to my parents more when things got tough."

"I fail to understand what you are saying," Damian says flatly. "Are you instructing me to speak to my parents as you believe I am having a hard time? And your basis for this incredibly incorrect hypothesis is you were once a teenager whose parents were neglectful? Also, this is certainly overstepping."

Danny's smile is sheepish. "It is, isn't it?"

Damian turns to leave.

"What I'm trying to say," Danny says loudly. "Is that I intend to stay in Gotham. I have some things I need to see to here so I'll be here a while.

"And this is important to me because--"

"Talia will be staying." When Damian continues to stare at him blankly, he clarifies: "With me. Here. I mean, we definitely will go on a honeymoon at some point, even though I'm not sure we're actually married no matter what Talia says about that ceremony--"

"Tt. Grandfather will never let Mother simply galavant around."

"You don't need to worry about Ra's any more," Danny says, straightening. His voice is firm and certain. "He won't be bothering you or your mother."

"That's impossible," Damian says sharply.

"You can ask Talia yourself." Danny pulls out a card. "This is the hotel we're staying at. Room 805. You are right that you definitely shouldn't come without your father's permission, but if he's alright with it please feel free."

Danny takes a step closer, and if Damian's quick grip on his katana bothers him he doesn't show it.

"I mean it Robin. I'm not saying Talia's going to petition for joint custody, and I'll make sure Batman knows that as well. I just want you to know she's here. If you ever want to...see her."

He holds out the card until Damian plucks it from his hand with a growl.

"And also, Damian?"

"What?" Damian snaps.

"Your mom talks about you all the time. I think she'd like to see you too."

"Tt." Damian says, eyes darting down to the card. When they flick back up, Danny is gone.

Damian pulls a quick 360, sword drawn, but the man is nowhere to be seen.

"Robin," Batman says in his comm. "Need you on the west docks."

His comm line was open the whole time, he realizes, but Oracle is uncharacteristically silent. A further investigation shows no time has passed since Danny arrived at the roof. Only the card clenched in his fist indicates he was ever there.

"On my way," Damian says, sheathing his weapon.

Hmph. Of course. His mother is no fool, least of all in her selection of lovers.

Upon arriving at the cave later that night, Damian exits the clock at the rear of the group.

"Father," he says as he clears the threshold. "I wish to spend time with Mother and Stepfather at their earliest convenience. Perhaps tomorrow after school."

Everyone stops still, turning to look back at him. Tim pauses mid-stretch, Steph's jaw drops, and Cassie smiles pleasantly at him. Even Alfred, a tray of freshly baked cookies in hand, blinks at him.

Bruce's mouth opens and closes, wordlessly.

"Absolutely not!" Dick Grayson screeches from the other end of the hallway, dufflebag in hand. Behind him Jason grasps the doorway, doubled over in laughter.

#dick ain't no one bad touching my baby grayson #danny: I think it's important I meet your son #talia: why tho #batman #batfam #in case it wasn't clear bruce thought this was some sort of trap #then accidentally peeped on two newly wedded people getting it on #damian wayne #talia al ghul #danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #dp x dc au #dp x dc prompt #I also subscribe to the concept where this is a diff dimension #danny's been alive for a millenia #and talia is sam reincarnated #puppy dog stepdad ghost god loves his goth assassin single mom gf #my writing

[xxlea-nardoxx]

Seeing me spill my thoughts and talk about Tmnt 2012, you might know that there's a certain little robot that I love very much.

Yes, I'm talking about Metalhead.

I've always been very fond of this little guy, and perhaps that's why it makes me sad, that I barely see anyone talk about him or his relationship with Donnie and how it actually shifted.

When Donnie first built Metalhead in season 1 episode 6, he did so to use him as a weapon.

That episode was all about Donnie feeling useless because he "only" wields a bo staff, while his brothers have katanas, sais and nunchuks to fight with. He built Metalhead as a weapon to help them fight, especially in moments when it would be too dangerous for them to go out onto the battlefield. At that point, Metalhead was nothing more than just another invention, a drone as Donnie called him (at least that's what he said in the German dub when I watched it two days ago, shshsjsh).

And at the end of the episode, when Metalhead went rogue under the Kraangs control and Donnie had to take him out, did he feel down because his invention failed.

He was sad, because the machine he built did not live up to his expectations. Metalhead was nothing more than just a invention. We only saw him sprinkled into the background for a few episodes and the only truly more remarkable appearance was in the season 1 finale, but it again wasn't a whole lot.

But then it got interesting.

Because starting with season 2, it was revealed in "Metalhead rewired", that Donnie put an AI (artificial intelligence) into Metalhead and it actually shows.

It might've only been revealed in episode 11, but back in episode 4 "Mutagen Man unleashed", Metalhead has been put into the background doing various tasks such as moving stuff/cleaning up:

Sitting on the floor like some human child:

And actually talking to Donnie, to which his creator is actually responding.

"Yup, it's a mess, Metalhead."

It wasn't yet revealed, but it's obvious Metalhead wasn't as mindless anymore than he was back in season 1. Remember: back then, Donnie was still controlling him via game controller like some RC car.

Now Metalhead is thinking for himself, talking to his creator, reacting to the outside world and feeling more alive than he's ever been. He turned his head, when Leo, Raph and Mikey came in. He noticed the lab was a mess and let Donnie know, just like a human child would.

And it's obvious Donnies view about Metalhead has changed too. If before he only saw him as a weapon or drone, he now thinks of him as another team member, or even his son.

In "Metalhead rewired" he didn't wanna believe Metalhead could be evil or possibly working for the Kraang. And he didn't think that way, because the "weapon" could be stolen and turned against them, but because he actually loved Metalhead the way one would love their sibling or child. He's actually grown to love him.

When Metalhead got electrocuted by hacking himself into that Kraangs wending-machine, Donnie was shown patting the robots head and calling him "buddy", something he wouldn't have done in season one ever.

That only makes the plot of "Metalhead rewired" more heartbreaking.

Metalhead had grown to Donnie and now he had to let him go. His little robot creation wasn't going to make it out. He had to leave him behind in that Kraang facility, there was nothing he could do.

No matter how painful it was for Donnie, he had to leave without Metalhead. And it did not help, that the only part making it out alive was his head.

He's absolutely heartbroken about his loss, cradling the remaining part in his hands.

The fact that you can actually see Donnies sadness about losing his friend, hits harder than any of Raphs punches ever could.

Donnie was actively griefing about Metalhead. In a way we do when losing a beloved person, because that's what happened. He practically lost a son, a brother, a friend. Metalhead grew to be so much more than just a lifeless robot. He grew a personality and built a relationship with Donnie.

Donnies relationship with Metalhead switched from creator and creation to father and son, brother and brother or friend and friend, depending on how you like to picture them.

I think that is why I love these two so much. And I also believe people seem to overlook this change of heart between them. Donnie and Metalhead had a special bond, that has been broken, at least physically, but I know that our favorite genius will never forget his robotic child. Ever.

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Thank you for coming to my Ted talk, I gotta ramble about this real quick, ssaadfhssd.

#tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2k12 #tmnt metalhead #tmnt 2012 metalhead #metalhead 2.0 #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012 #xxlea nardoxx rambling #tmnt 2012 donnie #tmnt analysis #tmnt donnie

[howlingday]

How about some Jaune Strife and Yang fluff (I need the positivity at the moment)

Jaune panted as he sat up in his bed. His safe, warm, comfortable bed. He felt around his legs and sighed in relief. No accidents tonight. He looked to the time and saw it was still early.

It was Saturday, which means no classes. He climbed out of bed, accepting that he wasn't going back to sleep any time soon. He shut his eyes and he could still see the fire.

After rushing through his morning routine, he crept out of the dorm. He looked back to his team sleeping soundly. Pyrrha cuddled her pillow, probably dreaming about a crush. Ren slept under undisturbed sheets, envious of how peaceful his sleep was. Nora snored partially into her drool-soaked pillow, her butt pointed high in the air. With a smile, he left without anyone noticing.

"Wassup, Lady Killer?" Jaune flinched and whirled at the voice. Yang smiled in the dimly lit halls at Jaune, giving a small wave to him. "You're up early."

"Y-Yeah." He sighed. "I couldn't sleep." Yang quirked a brow. "I mean, I could- or, well, I did, but..."

"Easy, Vomit Boy." Yang held up a hand. "I'm not going to hurt you."

"Thanks." He took a deep breath. "What are you doing up?"

"I promised your mom I would drop by this morning for some early morning practice." Jaune then noticed the duffel bag. "You wanna join me?"

"Sure." They began walking down the hall. "I kinda need to ask Mom something anyway."

"Like what?" Yang asked, holding back her teasing to avoid him telling Tifa and getting a twenty-minute speed round on the bag.

"I, uh, had a bad dream." Oh, he was making this so hard for her.

"Uh, what, uh-" Yang exhaled to avoid being caught smiling. "What was your dream about?"

"My parents being murdered."

"Oh." That was a hell of a way to shift a mood. Yang was no stranger to nightmares, especially ones involving the death of a parent. The weeks after Summer died were the worst of her young life. She wouldn't call herself an expert on the subject, but she could help with an open ear. She just needed one thing from him. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Jaune was quiet for a long while. He didn't say anything until they were already on the ground floor from the elevator. But the second the doors opened, so did he.

"Yeah, I think it'll help." He swallowed and Yang stayed close the entire walk. "Everything started out dark, but then everything was on fire. I heard a scream, and Mom was on the floor. Then I saw Dad fighting some guy against the flames. He even pulled out his super-move, but then..."

"Jaune?" Yang tapped his balled up hand, and he exhaled. "You good?"

"Yeah." He huffed. "After Dad, then guy came for me. I wanted to run away, but," Jaune shook his head, "I couldn't even move."

"It might have been the sheets."

"Huh?"

"Your bed sheets." Yang explained. "Sometimes when I can't run in my sleep, it's because my legs are wrapped up in my sheets."

"Uh, y-yeah, I guess."

"Sorry, I thought explaining it would help you deal- er, cope with it."

Jaune chuckled as they approached the bullhead station. "You're a terrible therapist."

"At least I'm trying!" Yang pouted, sitting down with a huff.

"I know." He sat next to her. "And I'm glad you're here with me."

The way he smiled at her, and the way he said that, it all made her heart beat faster. Choosing to ignore this feeling, Yang coughed into her fist and looked away.

"Keep going. I'll, uh, look out for a bullhead."

"Well, after that, I just woke up. I don't remember much else."

"What about what he looked like?"

"Well, it was dark-"

"But there was a fire, and your dad fought him using his sword, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Did the other guy catch it with his hand or something?"

"No, he had a sword, too." The memory became clearer to him. "A really long one. Kind of like a katana."

The bullhead docked, and they boarded. Yang rubbed Jaune's back as they departed. He sat next to garbage can furthest from the pilot, as he was scolded to do so many times before. As Yang rubbed, she noticed how broad his back was, and how thick the mucles in her grasp were. Blushing again, she looked away. Jaune didn't throw up this time, which he was proud of.

"Anything else about him?" Yang asked as they left the station. "Was it a him?"

"I think so, yeah." Jaune nodded. "He mumbled something but I can't remember what. His voice was kind of gravelly."

"Anything else?" Yang asked.

"Yeah, but I don't know if you'd believe it if I told you." He shook his head. "I can't even believe it."

"Hit me." Yang said.

"He had a wing."

"Like a Faunus wing?"

"No, his was," Jaune scrunched his brow, "bigger, and not part of his arm. And he only had one."

"Hm..." Yang rounded the corner, now a block away from their destination. "Sounds like a wuss to me."

"Huh?"

"This guy in your dream. He sounds really pathetic, when you think about it. I mean, he has a really long katana, a deep, gravelly voice, and only one wing. It sounds like a guy who's always losing."

"But my dad-"

"Was probably caught off guard. It was dark, right? He probably snuck up on him in the shadows instead of fighting like a real man." She punched his shoulder. "Heck, you could probably beat him, so there's nothing to worry about!"

"Thanks, Yang." They stopped in front of the bar/training gym. Jaune hugged her, giving a good squeeze with it. "For everything."

"N-No problem." Yang felt light-headed, but in a good way. The warm hug reminded her a lot of the ones back home. The ones she got from her dad... and her mom. She returned the hug with hum.

"Ahem!" The two separated as Tifa glared at the two of them, but mostly at Yang. ESPECIALLY Yang. "Jaune, I'm glad you came to visit. Yang, you're late."

"Oh, really, I, uh-"

"It's my bad, Mom." Jaune spoke up. "Yang was helping me with something, so we kind of got distracted."

"Mm, alright." Tifa turned away. "Your father is still asleep, so we'll try to keep it down."

After she walked inside, Yang let out a sigh. "Thanks for the save."

"No problem." Jaune smiled. "You'd save me if I needed it, right?"

"Yeah." Yang smiled back. "Yeah, I would."

#rwby #rwby au #jaune arc #yang xiao long #dragonslayer #jaune strife au #final fantasy #final fantasy vii #tifa lockhart

[justtelling-shinobuisthebest]

The symbolism of Shinobu Kocho

Well, long time no see, it's already the last day of our "Loving Shinobu" week. I don't think there would be anything after this post, but I just felt guilty, after the last post. So, I wanted to end this at the collection of ideas that Shinobu holds as the character. Thank you, for paying attention and being here ❤️

Sword

Let me start from the basics. Look at how thin it is. And most of the demons always underrate Shinobu thinking it would be an easy kill. But, little do they know, the agony they'll have to go through.

I like how similar it is to a insect sting. How poisonous it is. How at the edge there is only a one part of the actual katana. Did I say, how beatifull her inability to cut off heads played off? Her unhuman speed. Her unhuman thrust strength. Her incredible intelligence. All of the factors for us to see an actual Hashira. And it f-ing works.

But let's actually talk about the sword. Words written on it

"evil demon" (悪鬼, akki) on the right side of the blade, and "destroy/kill" (滅殺, messatsu) on the left side of the blade.

Showing every slayers thoughts of the demons. There is nothing so individual. All of the hashiras has exact the same words. But, tsuba...

The same as Kanae's. I feel like it would be Kanae's idea to have matching little things. And, as the last think Shinobu dropped in the battle, wasn't her anger, nor renevge. It was her katana. With the same tsuba, as Kanae had at her last moments. Isn't it poetic?

Revenge

Among all of the characters, she is the only to have such a determined goal of killing an exact demon. She is the only one to give their whole life to this. As said in is frame, there is no difference, was she able or not. She had to do it. She had to bring a meaning to her more than a year preparing for this. She had to stop her suffering. She had to avenge her..

At the end, I feel like she was forcing herself to do it. Even if we take Wisteria from our wolrd.. Do you know what is the danger of consuming it?

Dizziness, nausea and severe headaches occur, as well as vomiting

Severe poisoning can even lead to death.

We couldn't see how much Wisteria damaged Shinobu, but by Giyu's observations we can find that she became paler.. and that's one the first symptoms of poisoning.

And after that, we still have information that for getting in her state needs more than a year (or at least so). All of that effort for taking a one, single demon. You may argue that she was thinking about the main battle too. Yes, her poison with Tamayo, but it's different. Completely.

Shinobu's will to take Douma straight down to Hell is making this battle crucial for Shinobu. She knows she will not survive. She knows she will die. She knows this is the end. But. She is doing it for her.

Kanae's impact on Shinobu's life is everything. My favorite parallels that I ever made is her with Pearl (Steven Universe)

If you know, you know. Both of the character had to go through the Hell (war and death). Both of them lost the dearest person of their whole life (Rose, Kanae). Both of them suffering from this the longest, if you compare it to the others. And in SU, there is a line

"Everything I ever did, I did for her"

Pearl

And I'm dead of how good it lays right now here.

All of that was for avenging one, single person. But, that doesn't mean that it was unworth it. Yes, if you ever measure meaning of revenge or someone's life. Life is more worthy, but not in this case. For Shinobu it was more worth it to avenge Kanae. She refused to live a normal life. She choosed it. And, I guess, at the end she was happy.. or I want to belive so

Promise

It comes from her past. I guess, the second clearest memory of that day (first- mama, papa=no). It felt so painful, that she still remembers this promise clear as day. It felt so painful, that she recalled it in fight with Douma. It felt so pity, with her shortness. It felt so horrible, when Kanae's hallucination mentioned it. It still hurts, that this promise hunted Shinobu till her very end.

This promise leds us to another one topic. Shinobu's sacrifice. No, not in the fight. I'm still curious can we count this

As a some kind of similarity between them. But, if Obanai felt it because of "dirty blood". Shinobu felt it because of inability to keep promise.

I love how Shinobu was trying to keep it. No ability to cut demon's head? Make poison that guides them through agony and 9 rings of Hell! Sword too big? Yeet the whole sword, we need only edge! Poison not enough? Make demons choke on it! It's not enough for UPM2? *sniff* *sniff* Is that wisteria? Ooh, gimme gimme.

Even if now I'm trying to write kinda comedy. The next point would be around a 50% made of it.

Last words

I guess you can already see it. Yes, I adore how Shinobu's anger changes everything, and makes her so eye-catching. I mean, can you remember any other last words in Kny? Like

"I promise, I'll marry you in the next life. Would you be my wife?" "YES, yes, I will"

"Set your heart ablaze"

"Let's go home"

Or..?

"I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY. PLEASE, FORGIVE ME" "Hakuji, I already forgave you"

"Brother, why was I even born?"

"Onii-chan, I'll always be with you"

And the Shinobu just snaps at the world, at Douma, at Gotouge. Saying loud enough for Douma to hear

Go to Hell!

Like, It's soo funny and in-character. It's showing just a little drop in the ocen of hatred. But it's still strong enough to knock me off. I could never see Shinobu say something as poetic or long as other ones, but neither did I even thought of her saying thiiiis

I know it's fan-translation. But it feels as canon

Overall

Shinobu Kochou is well-written character in Demon Slayer. We get to see how much Revenge can change people. How strong may actually be one you called "weakest". Through her love towards Kanae we see a long and slow death.

I was happy to entertain you, at least a little bit. Love you, hope to meet again.

Loving Shinobu. Day 7. Last one

#shinobu kocho #loving shinobu #shinobu week #tiny pearl #love su #kny shinobu

[kimhargreeves]

Love, Hate and Denial-Kishibe x Reader

Summary: You've been assigned to a team, there you meet a man that won't stop flirting with you even if you aren't interested. Slowly you begin to open up to him.

(So I wasn't planning on reading the CSM manga but I did and finished it in two days and I loved almost everyone but decided to write on Kishibe. I'll be writing on Aki soon and Power too. If anyone want a part 2 let me know.)

I can't believe I'm late! This is my first day at the job as an Public Safety Devil Hunters being assigned on the Special 1st Division. I had to apologize to my boss and quickly headed out to my first mission with Quanxi.

Quanxi and I have been friends for years, being the only friend I had when I first arrived to China. I spent many years working there until she was called in for a job. I was ready to say my goodbyes when she told me to pack my bags, she recommended my work to some higher ups and here I am back in Tokyo.

"Hey sorry I'm late!" I waved my hand when I saw Quanxi up ahead with someone by her side.

I made it to a stop and bowed my head at them both. "It's unprofessional to be late at your first job." She said being blunt as ever.

I stood back straight and put on a cold face likes hers. My eyes slowly wandered to my side and saw a tall man looking at me, with dark eyes and jet black hair and piercings.

"So you're also my new buddy? If you're not strong enough I'll make sure to protect you, so why don't you become my woman?"

I blinked a couple of times being taken back by his words, and even more surprised when he grabbed both my hands.

W-Who is he?!-

I stared back with my eyes wide open when Quanxi all of the sudden slapped him. "Stop that. Let's get to work."

"Tch, right! Let's go." I grabbed hold of my katana and quickly followed Quanxi glaring at the man for being so weird. "Hurry up before we leave you."

I ran over to Quanxi who was far ahead and noticed a demon up ahead inside a building which looked liked a slaughterhouse. I drew my weapon out and glared at the devil up ahead which was finishing consuming a kid. That made my blood boil and so did Quanxi.

"Don't let your anger get in the way, (Y/N)." Quanxi warned glaring back at me and standing in my way from walking closer to the devil. "I'll take care of this one, you stay back and help him out."

Before I could protest Quanxi ran ahead and made me fight the other devil who was behind me. The man behind me drew his two katanas and I did with mine. My expression grew worried when I saw a baby in the devil's arms with blood splatter.

The both of began to fight the devil that wouldn't let go of the crying child. It began to laugh maniacally and dodging our every attacks.

"We fight perfectly in sync! Hey wanna head out on a date after this?"

I glared back at him and felt my face turn bright red. "Now's not the time you idiot! Ugh! Try to distract him and I'll grab the kid." I ran straight forward and getting closer to the devil while the man began to finally slice the devil up.

And here I come! I held my weapon tight slices the devil's arms and the man managed to decapitate it. I reached out and held onto the crying baby in my arms.

I furrowed my eyebrows and sadly stared down at the baby, he won't remember any of this or his parents or sibling's. "At least you're alive." I whispered after saving my katana and holding the baby with both my arms.

"Did it stop crying?" Quanxi appeared with not a single drop of blood on her.

"Aw is your motherly instinct kicking in, if so we can have one-" Quanxi slapped the man this time again. "Quit it, Kishibe." She warned.

The man didn't even seemed fazed by it only gently rubbing his cheek. "Next time be more useful or I won't hesitate to cut you up." I also warned him.

"I only took his job because Quanxi is my best friend and I want to help as many people as I can with this devil problem."

Kishibe seemed surprised by smiled nonetheless and patted my shoulder. "You're definitely my type of woman."

I was ready to kick his ass but felt the baby stir in my arms. "We better get you to safety."

The three of us walked out of the building and over to tell our boss about today. He and his team were quick to take care of the kid and give it a proper home and family.

It was finally night time which meant Quanxi and I were having dinner at a small restaurant with had a bar. Quanxi was drinking and rejecting every men that came near her.

I was staring at my bowl filled with udon thinking back of the baby. My parents were also killed by devil's back when I was around six years old, I grew up on the streets for another year until Quanxi's parents found me when they visited Japan, they raised me as their own and took me to China.

My stomach is growing but the feeling of leaving a child behind was making me feel useless for not being more of help, if I hadn't been so late maybe one of their parents would've been alive.

"Mrs. Future Wife. Nice to see you're here again, can't get enough of me can't you?" I frowned at Kishibe's words and only glanced at him.

Noticing he had a single drink in his hand and a cigarette in the same. I kept looking at my bowl and noticed Kishibe taking a sip from it, "Better eat it up before I do!"

"Not hungry. Don't disturb me." I simply said hoping he would leave me alone. I glanced back and saw just what I needed, I snatched the glass filled of alcohol and drank it all up. Making me burp and order another.

"I'm in need or another drink, why don't you fetch me another one Mr. Future Husband man?" I decided to joke too.

"Coming right up." Kishibe said happily.

The second drink over, then a third and fifth. My face grew red and my long hair messy in a ponytail, "Easy on the drink, (Y/N)" I heard Quanxi warn from the other side of the bar.

"I think you've had enough." Kishibe said sitting on the stool next to me.

I laughed it off and ordered another one, "This is just what I need don't be so boring…Why don't you become useful to me and order me another one?" I teased and looked back at him and placed my hands on his waist then lap.

I noticed his surprised face turn bright like mine, right when I reached for my other drink next to him I held onto my stomach and began to throw up all I had consumed.

"Disgusting!" Quanxi annoyingly said.

"Alright enough drinks for the night. Let's get you cleaned up." I sighed feeling weak to stand up, I felt Kishibe holding me up, "Hey where do you think you're going with her?!"

I was too weak to answer to Quanxi who questioned Kishibe where he was taking me. "Don't you dare do anything to her!" Was all i heard later on and I passed out.

The next morning I woke up in an unfamiliar face i didn't recognize Kishibe at first when I saw him, so a string punch landed on his face. I apologized to him and quickly ran out of the apartment. I didn't even realize that I was wearing another pair of clothes that wasn't mine.

This is so unprofessional of me.

That same morning I presented myself at work to roam around Shibuya to see if there were any other devils around. Quanxi stayed right by my side and kept glaring at Kishibe.

"I won't get angry at you, did he do something or not?" She demanded from me.

"Don't think he did. He doesn't seem the type to do such things."

"Most men won't hesitate to have taken advantage of a drunken woman. You need to keep your head focused on our job."

I glanced at her and nodded my head. "Right, sorry I worried you. It won't happen again."

I haven't spoken to Kishibe since he arrived at work this morning, he arrived with my set of clothes now washed and dried. I saved them up at my locker and thanked him before leaving him alone and made it clear to him to not talk to me.

"I'm here for one thing and that is my job." I made it clear. Since then we haven't spoken.

Quanxi made it very clear to him too to not bother me, making sure to slap him every chance she got.

The day certainly was very tense, boring and long. We all departed our ways and before I knew it a day turned into a week, then into months.

It was finally December… Christmas to be more specific.

I yawned as soon as I entered the same restaurant from my first day at job and only saw a few customers since people were too lazy and cold to even step outside since it's been snowing. I loosened up my scarf and sat on a stool.

My eyes wandered over to the restaurant full of Christmas ornaments and a tree beautifully decorated by a corner with many Christmas lights also adorning the restaurants walls.

"Merry Christmas, (Y/N). What can I get you today?" The older nice man asked with a smile.

I smiled up at him and ordered the usual, "hot chocolate with marshmallows." That's the thing I've been ordering a lot lately.

"Great my first Christmas alone." I muttered to myself. Whatever..I'll have a splendid time on my own! Since Quanxi went back to China I'm left alone.

"Merry Christmas stranger." A gentle voice said next to me

My eyes looked over surprised to see Kishibe here. The only times I've seen him is when he's at the bat drinking. He's become quite of a drinker lately.

"Kishibe? Didn't expect to see you here today..Merry Christmas."

"Here's your order."

My cup of hot chocolate was here and I noticed Kishibe with another drink and a plate of pancakes shaped like reindeers. I couldn't help but chuckle at the bright colors on it.

"This isn't mine.."

"Aha yeah right." I smiled and sat closer to him.

I noticed a red candy placed one of the reindeers nose. "This isn't my type of thing but I noticed you eating it last time…seems appetizing."

"Yeah but why combine it with alcohol?" I asked tilting my head.

"Doesn't it help you keep warm?"

I shook my head at him. "Nope. I gave up on alcohol last time I got so drunk so I don't want that again."

Kishibe let out a chuckle which made me stare at him and felt my stomach make a flip, I've been feeling weird ever since I rejected Kishibe and now Quanxi isn't here to slap him again, truth be told I kinda missed having him around.

"So, Quanxi left huh?"

"Yeah, not sure when she'll be back." I said and saw him taking small bites of his meal. I also learned just recently that he had flirted with Quanxi when they met but was rejected when she said she was interested in women.

"How's the meal? I haven't seen you drink anything other than alcohol, here have this." I slid over my hot chocolate and fixed the straw i drink it with.

Very low Christmas songs began to play throughout the restaurant. With me staring at Kishibe slowly taking a drink from it, an indirect kiss. I blushed and looked away.

"It's actually good." Kishibe lowly said and handed me some of his pancakes which I quickly reached and began to eat. I blushed even more when I noticed his eyes wander to my chest.

Quickly I sat down at my seat and tried to make it seem like I didn't noticed him. "S-So what do you plan on doing?"

"Heading to my home. Rest up."

"Hmm now that I think about it, we don't know that much about each other. Yet you know plenty about me.." I pouted when I noticed he wasn't listening to me. "Umm..You could never be ice cream because you're so hot…and a person."

This made his glance over to me but said nothing. Did I say it wrong? I felt my entire face blushing when I noticed him begin to chuckle then laugh at my embarrassment.

"You're cute when you blush."

I felt myself blushing ten time more. "I'm not blushing! Your face is just so hot that I got sunburned."

This made him chuckle then more as he wiped his tears, "It's night time, (Y/N). The sun isn't even out yet." He hummed and rested his head on his palm to look at me. "You're so cute you know?"

I looked away from him feeling way too embarrassed to look at him. Is the reason why I rejected him so many times was because of how loyal I was to Quanxi's friendship?

"Ya know he reason why your friend kept on slapping me and warning me to stay away. She was actually trying to get your attention."

I hummed not quite understanding him. "But I like spending time with her why exactly would she hit you?"

"(Y/N), Quanxi wanted you to be here girlfriend." My face grew pale then back to pink.

"O-Oh?! I didn't have a clue, now I feel stupid. So that's why..I'm so sorry for treating to badly too it was never my i-intention!" I continued to apologize until I felt Kishibe rest his palm on my cheek.

Kishibe smiled lovingly at me also seeing his face turn to pink. "I'll make you the happiest man if you decide to stay with me."

This time I felt very happy to be with him. I quickly reached over and kissed his lips and made sure to pull away quick, "That makes me your woman officially! Let's go to your place then."

"Let's do that." Kishibe and I both smiled at each other, paid for our meal and we walked hand on hand over to his apartment.

Quanxi will definitely have a heart attack and kick Kishibe's ass once she finds out about us. In the meantime I'll make him the happiest man and I can't wait to see what the future holds for us.

#chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #chainsaw man manga #chainsaw man kishibe #kishibe x reader

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You gained a power beyond humans. Do you remember that time? "Power beyond humans"? Huh, you mean that thing…? What do you want with it? I intend to summon that power. But… it needs to be tamed. Minazuki's eyes waver like red flames. …Hm, I see. Looks like he's been given "power," just like me. For that, I require your assistance. You will cooperate with me. You have no choice in this. Minazuki points his katana at me again. With my power, I didn't have much control. I was taken over by some mysterious force and had no memory of it. He's poked around my personal profile, but he's missing the most important part? I guess he's just some brat after all; he can't do his research. To be honest, I really don't want to get involved in this, but the right choice is to act like I'm interested and get as much information out of this kid as possible. Depending on how things go, this guy might become a hindrance to me. I'll decide how to make my move once I've heard what he has to say. After I make an interested face, he surprisingly tells me the full outline of his plan. He's going to gather Shadows until he has a giant collection of them, like a pile of sculpting clay. Using that as a "vessel," he plans to summon what he called "power beyond the bounds of man" to inhabit it. But in order to pacify such a powerful being, he apparently needs "Persona fragments" that are created when Personas use their powers on one another. So he thought up the idea of creating a one-on-one tournament between Persona-users, calling it the "P-1 Climax." Plus, he's made some exact duplicates of people out of Shadows in order to force them into fighting one another. I have to admit, he made an effort. In addition, he's already taken some Persona-users belonging to an organization called the Shadow Operatives hostage. He's definitely planned for this, though I don't really get the point of crucifying his captives on those tacky crosses. Anyway, blah blah blah, I've been "called in" to help him collect the fragments and help him get a hold of that power within the giant Shadow. It all sounds pretty stupid, really, but Minazuki is deadly serious. He really intends to go through with this. Ugh… How did he manage to come up with a plan that's such a convoluted pain in the ass? Maybe it's just because I haven't been around for a while, but I'm actually impressed at how ridiculous this scheme of his is. Haha… Just… for curiosity's sake… How were you planning to use me…? Hahahahaha! I think you're misunderstanding me! You know the whole "taming" business…? I wasn't planning to rely on your knowledge to begin with, moron! All I need… is your Persona! I was gonna rip off your Persona, turn it into a Shadow, slam it into the gathered Shadows, and prrresto! Adachi's part is done. He was going to turn my Persona into a Shadow and fuse it with the Shadows he was collecting? I don't have a clue what he's talking about. As I lie there, confused, Sho holds his stomach and laughs merrily. Hyaaahahahaha! Ooh, I love that stupid look on your face! It's so great, I'm gonna let you in on some more secrets. Seems like the power left in you interferes with the thing I'm planning to absorb! I guess that "power beyond humanity" clashes with each other? But when that happens, that thing won't be at its full strength! So, if you think about it the other way around, using your power stops that thing from doing whatever it wants! And then I get to tame it! So, in order to control the "power" he was going for, he has to counter it with even more power, huh? I think I see a flaw in that reasoning, but given that we're talking about a "power surpassing the realm of man" here, logic might be going out the window. Once everything was ready and I cut up the rest of them, I was going to kill you slow! Still… aI at least gave you the chance to have some fun, you piece of sh

#kommento #// shoutout to the fucking dialogue ever #// im going to bed (its 3pm

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Lullay, Space Princess (A Man Named Terran #1) - Chapter Three - Mama Aura

Author's Note: If you were reading this story for nice and loving Aunt Aura, you may stop reading now.

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October 21st, 2021

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"Simon, I know you didn't kill her! Why do you keep living this lie!"

"I should ask of you, dear sister, why do you still come for me? I took the one you cared for most and sent her flying across the River Styx. Should you not be focusing your energy on celebrating my death sentence?"

"You are my nerdy little brother! You like katanas, calling people by Japanese titles and those stupid animes you'd always watch in the middle of the night with no headphones! You didn't kill her, I know that! Why do you keep claiming you did? Work with me and I can give you your true verdict! We can stop GYAXA's death count from climbing any higher!"

"This is my true verdict, Aura. Calm yourself."

"If that's true, then how did you dissolve from my kind, goofy brother who was the gentlest man alive to a death row inmate?!"

"As Metis was your greatest treasure, Athena is mine."

Athena is mine... Athena is mine... Athena is mine.

That's when it hit her. Simon was innocent as she always knew.

But he was taking the fall for someone else. Someone who had taken truth with them to the other side.

Metis' little princess.

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October 13th, 2022

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The Cykes family had been gone for just over a year when Aura finally pieced it together.

Athena did it. She murdered her mother.

The princess had taken her mother's unwavering love and repaid it with murder.

Her own death was payback.

Simon confessed before Athena died.

He wasn't at the hospital the last few days of her life. He would have known Athena was going to die if he had.

That psychologist mind was the one thing Aura lacked that the rest of her family had. Simon would have heard Athena's brain shutting down if he'd been there before his trial.

A trial cannot be held if the defendant is dead. He would not have confessed if he heard the signs Athena's days were turning to hours, then minutes.

Everything would have been better. Not good, Metis was still gone.

But she'd still have Simon.

A year ago, she would say that it would be better even though Metis and Athena were gone.

But the little princess took her mother's life. She in no way deserved to be missed.

Aura had been in denial a long time, until the evidence against Athena began to pile up.

All the child remembered on her last day was that she was covered in blood, there was her mother's katana through her mother's chest and Simon had entered some time after her.

Aura knew the child was in pain for some time while she and Metis worked to create a device that would at least subside her agony.

Perhaps she just couldn't take one more day of it.

The pain was getting worse, she remembered Simon mentioning in August 2020. The launch was getting closer as well, so there wasn't much time to work on helping Thena. Resources were not easily spared as well. Athena's headaches weren't a government-funded space project, and had to wait.

That was the conclusion Aura reached. Athena killed her mother because the board of directors had all resources devoted to the space launch, leaving none for further robotic development or Athena's condition.

How cruel the world was, that pain could drive an innocent little girl that had never even seen mild violence to murder someone who never had a say.

Weapons were no longer allowed in the center, even for decorative reasons.

A decorative sword had been the murder weapon two years ago.

Aura was allowed a ray gun for emergency charging of robots or emergency shut-off of machinery. The gun was to be holstered at all times unless there was cause for alarm.

She suspected it only spent a max of three hours a day on her hip. She used it on Clonco multiple times every day. The hunk of junk was always needing something.

"Mama Aura!" Clonco wheeled happily into the lab, spinning around and waving a letter in his hands.

Aura let the ray gun loose.

Electricity shot from the robot's joints before his head spun around and he cowered. "Ah, Miss Aura sorry, sorry!"

"What is it, hunk of junk? I'm quite busy!"

"Your petition for Simon's trial has returned!"

It was snatched from his metal claw and torn open. Every time she found anything that could prove what she already knew, she submitted a retrial petition. They had been rejected for two years straight: the first year because there wasn't conclusive proof that Simon lied in his confession, the second year because her new suspect was already deceased. This time, she'd tried a new tactic. She knew how that intolerable, fox-slippery court system was. The likelihood they'd host a retrial only for the overturn of a previous verdict was next to nothing. But she was desperate. Her brother was a dying man. If they wouldn't rehost a trial only because the real killer was dead, then she'd have to stop playing by their rules.

Miss Aura Blackquill,

We have reviewed your case for the retrial of Homicide Incident UR-1.

However, we find your case lacking in enough evidence to suggest an overrule of the current verdict. While some evidence may suggest an accomplice to the current convict, the case cannot be retried on the suspicion of their guilt due to the suspect's being deceased. If evidence were to point to the deceased suspect's guilt as acting without the aid of the current convict, the case could be considered. Otherwise, the case is considered closed without further argument.

The Japanifornia Prosecution Office hereby rejects your case for the retrial of UR-1.

Condolences,

Miles Edgeworth, Chief Prosecution Officer

Condemn them! They admit facts of the case have changed, but still refuse a retrial? Prosecutors and their desire only for a guilty verdict! If he were still around, he could help her present the evidence in a way that would force the case to reopen.

But he's been banned from the courtroom for three years now. Seemingly gone off grid as well. A quick search through the court library states he appeared in Family Court just a few months after his conviction, but that is the last record anywhere.

She tried the next best attorney. Gavin wouldn't even meet.

No other attorney had the win record near these two men, especially when it came to difficult cases. She was left as her own advocate.

Simon's connections to the Prosecution Office didn't help. The prosecutors were afraid for their jobs, and wouldn't answer if they heard her on the line. The attorneys didn't want another prosecutor added back to the office roster. Legal experts and journalists wouldn't touch either of the Dark Law cases. Judges started yelling and, well, judging. The only individual within the legal realm who had even sat through a lunch with her was no longer practicing law, but performing in Europe.

A few knocks were heard on her door. "Miss Aura? May I come in."

"Come in, Terran."

A young man with a newly-printed staff badge, a GYAXA visor and a mop of shiny, black hair stepped in carefully with a stack of papers; technical jargon and documentation all over them. "The techs are requesting some stabilizers for the engine, special coolant tanks and an entirely new AI system for the rocket launch in 2027. You know, anti-HAT-1 gear. They need to know whether the Spaceship Engineer Committee needs to reconvene."

"Of course. Put them on the little black shelf by the Ponco Series Interface. The big computer with the three screens." Waving dismissively in the general direction of the interface, she did not look away from the rejected petition and her brows furrowed deeper.

"Another rejected petition, Miss Aura? You seem out of it."

"Yes, Terran. They acknowledge that there is evidence proving someone else was involved in the murder, but refuse to retry."

Terran waited until the reams were settled before responding. "Can you put a name on the new suspect?"

"Yes." She hissed a little on the 's'.

Clay figured she didn't want to talk about it. The person she believed destroyed the lives of everyone in her family wasn't going to stand in court any time soon. "I'll leave you to your robots then. I'll see you soon, Clonco. Tell Ponco I said I."

He was halfway out the door before she looked up. "Terran, wait. How much do you know about what happened?"

"I know Doctor Cykes and her daughter died, stabbing and a hemorrhage respectively, and Mister Simon was convicted of it. Apparently now I also know there was another person involved."

"Let me tell you. You are on staff now, you deserve to know of Cosmos Space Center's darkest secret."

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"You believe that it was Doctor Cykes' daughter who committed the crime?"

"Like I said, Athena was in terrible pain the last few months of her life. Inhuman suffering often brings out the worst in even the gentlest of souls."

"Wouldn't Doctor Cykes have done something to soothe her daughter?"

"She could not. Supplies were completely restricted until the launch of HAT-1. She tried to get painkillers for her daughter, but doctors of medicine wouldn't understand how Athena was hurting and wouldn't give a prescription. Pediatric over-the-counters weren't strong enough to even dull the edge. What the child probably needed was morphine, but without a prescription she couldn't have it."

"Morphine?! She wasn't just in pain, she was in agony!"

"That's why she never left the fourth floor the last few months of her life. It was a good day if she left her room. Robotics lab, psyche lab, her family's apartment there on the floor; they were the only places she went." Aura snorted a sigh. "Just before the supplies were restricted, Metis got me to develop a pair of radio headphones that would interfere with signals coming into Athena's ears. Her pain worsened severely around the time I finished, and she refused to wear them, which progressed whatever was wrong severely. She died, as you know, on October 13th from brain hemorrhaging, just about three months later."

"But her death wasn't caused by whatever was hurting her, it was the skull puncture wound she got on the 7th, correct?"

"That's what her paperwork says. But it's also likely that whatever was wrong before was killing her and the wound finished off any chance she had at fighting. If that's so, she held on for a long time. I believe she was overcome with pain, and with the belief that the headphones Metis ordered were the cause, killed her mother. She may have even known she was dying. Maybe she wanted to take Metis with her because she was scared of death. I don't know, Athena is dead. All I know is Athena killed her, not Simon."

Clay's body ran colder and colder as it processed a little girl, driven mad by chronic head pain, stabbing her mother to death. It disgusted him to the core, but he retained his stomach for the time being. It almost disturbed him more that Aura discussed it so casually. This was matricide! Caused partially by some degree of medical malpractice! "D-Does anyone else know your theory of events?"

"All of the higher staff. Everyone who knew Metis well when she died. Yuri, Solomon, the technicians. You are the last one."

"Your brother doesn't know? It could save him!"

"Simon won't hear of it!" She tilted her head away as if he had suddenly turned into fermenting roadkill right in front of him. "Athena is his angel, he won't hear of any bad words about Athena. He believes Athena's head problems and Metis' death were separate. The only events he believes are related are the deaths of the two. He won't even let me breathe a sound of the possibility that Athena killed Metis because of a misunderstanding of her chronic head condition. He just pounds the Detention Center window and snarls 'Athena is gone. Don't you dare deface her name. She didn't take her mother's life, but had hers taken as well.' If he knew I was sharing what the evidence was suggesting he probably would be guilty of a murder, mine!"

'I never knew your brother and little Athena were so close."

"She may have called me Mama Aura, why I don't know when she loved my nerdy brother so much more, but Simon was the only person she ever wanted to be around aside from her mother. If she wasn't obeying the staff, all it took was a word from Simon and she'd be rolling over for him." She leaned closer to Clay. "Now I've heard your little friend with the horns... he's studying law?"

"Planning to. Apollo wants to be a defense attorney, but he hasn't started yet. He has to be eighteen since he's orphaned. Why?"

"No attorney will take this case from me because the obvious suspect is dead, even though Simon is very alive. But if you could convince your friend... this system of ours can't be trusted, but we need someone on the inside to take it down."

"I don't know if Apollo would accept. He didn't know Athena, he just came to her funeral to comfort me. There's also a chance he won't get his badge in time, and even then he'll just be a rookie lawyer. Definitely not someone like Wright or Gavin."

"Believe me, Wright was my preferred choice. But he's disbarred, so not much he can do. Gavin refused instantly."

"I don't think Apollo would want to discuss a real case until he's actually in college and has a chance at getting his badge. But I'd be willing to help you with your side."

"Oh, I'd love that Terran! You and me working together to expose the truth behind the princess' last days. Together we'll take down the sun and moon of the legal world, as Metis would have described."

After Clay bid his true farewell and returned to wherever he came from, Aura returned to the interface and picked up her photo of Metis, tracing the lines gently. "I'm sorry it all went so wrong, Metis... but the princess can't hold her grasp from the other side for much longer. The honor of GYAXA will be restored, Simon will be set free. I and the robots, along with Mr. Terran will fight for the truth of your final days; by whatever means necessary. The time is soon, Metis, I must be ready, for my brother, and for you."

She turned to both her robots: Clonco, who had heard the whole story, and Ponco, who he had transferred all the data to over the interface; smirking finally with a victory she'd been fighting for since October 7th, 2020. "You both know?"

Yes, Miss Aura! Our data sharing server is without fail! Ponco clapped her robotic pincers together. For Mommy Metis!

"Good. We will prove without a doubt that, not only is Simon innocent beyond a doubt, but that Metis' princess was the one who spilled her blood. This, is what Mama has decreed."

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This chapter is totally not based/inspired by the above song, no absolutely not.

#uncle simon and aunt aura #fanfiction #booksivewritten #ace attorney #uncle simon blackquill is best simon blackquill #aura blackquill #mama aura #now aura hates athena #good going capcom #break apart the space center family #space center family #but seriously please japanifornia court why must you do this to their family #miles edgeworth #phoenix wright ace attorney #mentioned phoenix wright #mentioned klavier gavin #mentioned kristoph gavin #implied aurametis #clayterran #clay terran #ur1incident #ur1 incident #Youtube #a man named terran

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Memory

"Who did this to you?

Jin flinched away from his uncle and turned his head to hide the fresh, ugly scar on his left cheek.

"No one," he lied.

He couldn't tell his uncle the truth about what happened. There was a chance he wouldn't believe him. There was an even greater chance that he'd be angry and Jin didn't want to deal with the fallout of it.

"Someone at your school?" Shimura asked. "I told your father that particular junior high was too rough."

"No."

He lowered his eyes to the ground, willing his uncle to change the subject. Shimura was silent and for a second, Jin was halfway convinced his wishful thinking had worked.

"You can tell me if you're having trouble with anything, Jin," Shimura said gently. "At school. Or at home."

Jin felt his stomach knot up in anxiety.

"It's nothing," he said. "I tripped and fell. That's all."

Shimura looked at him again, frowning pensively. Jin thought he might say something more, but he spoke no more of it.

"Well, if anything does happen," he says. "You can tell me."

"Yes, uncle," he said. "Thank you."

But Jin knew he'd never tell him. How could he let his uncle know that his own father had done this to him? Jin knew enough about the Family Business to know that Kazumasa Sakai was his uncle's right-hand man and something like this could throw a wrench in their whole operation. No, it was better for everyone if Jin stayed silent.

And besides, the whole thing had been his fault anyway. If he hadn't snuck into his father's office to take the ancestral Sakai katana, none of this would have happened.

He had been trying to impress Ryuzo by showing off his father's pride and joy. Jin had gotten good at sneaking around and was confident he could nab the katana, show Ryuzo, and bring it back without his father noticing. It would have probably worked had Kazumasa not happened to come back early.

His father had at least waited until Ryuzo had run off home with his tail between his legs before tearing into him.

"You want to play with a samurai sword?" Kazumasa asked angrily. "Do you think this is a toy?"

Jin's father had always had a temper. He was told it that his mother was able to be a calming influence on his father when she was alive, but Jin barely remembered that time of his life. He'd always known the brash, violent man that Kazumasa was now.

He wasn't often violent with Jin. This was in part to Jin learning to navigate his father's moods. For the most part, he was treated with cold indifference and, while lonely, was better than the alternative which he was experiencing how.

The backhand hit him hard, sending Jin tumbling to the ground. He felt a spike of pain sear across his cheek followed by something wet. He brought a hand to his face and pulled it away to see it covered in fresh red blood. One of his father's heavy rings had torn into his skin, leaving a gash on his face.

For a moment, fear flashed in his father's eyes, as if he was just realizing what he'd done. But it was brief, quickly replaced by a hardness that Jin had come to expect.

"If you'd been one of my men, you'd have lost a pinky for this," he said. "Be lucky that's the only blood of yours I'm going to spill. Now get out of my sight."

Jin didn't need to be told twice. He scrambled up and rushed toward the door, only to stop when his father called his name.

"Jin," he said, his voice sounding oddly strained. There was a pause and Jin felt a stab of fear until his father spoke again. "I'd have shown you the sword had you asked me."

Jin didn't know what to make of that or how to properly respond. So he nodded his head mutely, hand still on the door, waiting to be dismissed.

"Alright then," his father said, clearing his throat. "Leave."

And he did.

#meme #memes #askmeme #parental abuse cw #abuse cw #drabble #drabbles #headcanon #headcanons #I AM ONLY GOING TO WRITE SAD MEMORIES TODAY DEAL WITH IT

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𝐏𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦

Pairing : Yūta, Toge, Megumi x fem!reader (separate)

A/N : I think I messed up Megumi's part. I'm sooooo sorry about it 🙇🏻‍♀️ Have fun reading!

Genre : Fluff

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Since he's away all the time for missions and training, you both had a promise, which is to pick up calls or text back as soon as possible.

"Senpai. I dare you to stop accepting calls and stop texting back Okkotsu senpai for a whole month." Nobara stood up and point at you with her index finger. Of course, you didn't miss the grin on her face. She knew Yuta is away for a month because he had to go for some expedition.

You and the first-year students were playing truth or dare out of boredom. You've escaped from hell a few rounds ago, and now it's finally their turn to torture you.

You had no idea why'd you chose dare. Maybe it's because the previous dares they gave each other were fun in your perspective. Unfortunately, the one you received wasn't exactly what you had expected.

Right after Nobara sat down, your phone rang. You smiled before trying to pick up, but Yuuji stopped you by snatching your phone away. "Senpai, you still remember what Nobara said just now, right?"

"What if he has something important to tell me?"

"Someone will pick up for you. As for texts, you'll have to leave him on read" Nobara said with a smirk.

"I'm gonna find you if this relationship goes downhill." You couldn't blame them though. They're just curious what will happen to you and Yuta because they aren't in a relationship themselves.

"Hello, Fushiguro speaking." Yuuji threw the phone to Megumi since it won't stop ringing. And he's still not ready to take responsibility for this.

"Fushiguro? Why do you have y/n's phone?"

"Y/N is busy right now."

"Pass the phone to her." Megumi heard some irritation from Yuta's voice, so he quickly stretched his arm to you. This is when Nobara snatched the phone over and turned on the speaker.

"I'm sorry Okkotsu senpai. But y/n is really busy, she can't use her phone now. Maybe you can send her a message?"

"Fine. Tell her to call me once she's done." He immediately hung up after speaking.

"Please don't expect me to help the three of you if he goes for your head." You rubbed your temple, looking at them.

Everything was going well, for them, at least. You were in despair after not hearing Yuta's voice for 1 week. A dare is a dare, and Nobara said she'll buy everything you want when you both go shopping together. Only if you followed the dare :))

"Y/N went for a mission"

"Y/n is busy"

"Y/n is training"

"Y/n said she isn't in the mood to talk"

"Okaka"

Yuta had enough of these. He's really worried about you. He doesn't know why you weren't picking up the phone and leaving him on read for the past 1 week. Well, never mind. He'll have to ask you in person. He just has to quickly finish what should be done.

You never expect to see your boyfriend return earlier than he had said. You quickly rushed to embrace him while he moved his lips to meet yours.

"Babe, why was it always someone else who picked up the phone?" He asked after your kiss break.

"It was a dare. Which I can't answer your calls and text you back."

"Who dared you to do that?" He took out his katana and asked with a smile.

"First-year students" You managed to speak in between your laugh.

"It's alright, to be fair, I'll go for those who picked up the call before."

He then disappeared into thin air. The next second you can hear screams and people running around the school.

𝐃𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞

Toge always craves your attention

He loves it when you pinch his chubby cheeks (His cheeks are just too cute 🥺💞)

You do that every time he comes home from training and missions

And he's proud that you only do that to him, not anyone else.

He would flex to his friends the next day when he meets them.

"Y/N, don't you think you're giving Toge too much of your attention?" Gojo asked.

"Of course, I had to. He's my cutie after all."

"He's too full of himself recently. Don't you guys think so?" Maki blurted out.

"Kinda, and it's getting really annoying because we don't get the same treatment too." Panda complained.

"What? So you want me to kiss you guys too?" You winked before laughing.

"Eww, no. Just do whatever will make him angry." Maki said with a disgusted face.

"Yesss! I want to see my students fighting each other for love!" Gojo activated infinity before the things you guys threw hit him.

Toge wasn't with you because Gojo sent him and Yuta out for a mission.

He's speedrunning everything just to return home to see you. And receive his daily cheek pinch.

Finally, he managed to exorcise the curse and return home safely.

"Welcome back sweetie" You greet him with the biggest smile you can form while cooking dinner for the both of you.

He's confused. You'd usually sprint to him once he comes home and pinch his cheeks before kissing him.

'Maybe because she's making dinner.' He thought.

He walked into the kitchen before snaking his arms to your waist and hugging you from behind.

"Baby, go get a shower first." Instead of looking at him, you continue cooking.

"Shake" He placed a kiss on your cheek before walking towards the bathroom.

The next day when you wake up, you still see Toge sleeping lazily beside you.

"Cutie, we're gonna be late for school." You shook him to wake him up.

"Konbu" He points at his cheeks and leans towards you.

Before he could get a response from you, you had already dashed to the bathroom to clean up.

'What's wrong with her? Is there something bothering her?' He asked himself.

The whole journey was awkward cuz no one wanted to speak.

"Maki!!!!" You jumped and hugged her. Before leaving her alone, you pulled her cheeks using as much force as you could AHAHAHAHAHAH

"WHAT THE HELL?! Y/N WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING??!!"

"Good morning~" You winked before heading towards Panda's direction. Leaving an irritated Maki and confused Toge alone.

"Good morning Pandaaaaaa" You rushed to hug Panda who is currently scrolling on his smartphone.

"Morning y/n, what's gotten you so excited about? You only hug me when you're happy." Panda hugged you back and said.

"Shhh, don't tell anyone about this." You pulled Panda's ear down and whispered to him. Of course, the fact that Toge's been eavesdropping the entire time hasn't gone unnoticed.

I swear you couldn't be scared of his angry face. The face he's making rn is clearly an annoyed expression, but you think he's super cute like this.

You skipped your way towards Yuta this time.

"Yuta~" You jumped and hugged him from behind. You almost fell because you couldn't balance right away, but he caught you instantly out of intuition.

"Morning y/n, do you need anything from me?" He tried to turn his head to look at you, but you know he isn't an owl, so he could only see half of your face.

He even tried to put you down, but you kept clinging to him for some unknown reason.

"Well, kinda. Remember you said you'll buy-"

Your sentence came to a halt when someone suddenly pulled you away from Yuta.

"Takana." "Mentaiko."

"Nononono don't kill him, please. It was all my fau-"

Once again, you were silenced by Toge. He dragged you to the nearest empty classroom available.

He placed you on a table and went to close the doors.

After that he came back, standing in front of you. Arms crossed, looking at you with a stern face.

"Babe, Yuta has nothing to do with this. So please don't do anything bad to him."

"Okaka"

"Fine, what do you want me to do so you'll leave him alone?"

He came closer to you and unzipped his collar, exposing his marked cheeks.

"Tsunamayo" He pointed at his cheeks and said.

You pinched his cheeks with as much force as you could which made him pull away from your grasp.

"Tsuna! Tsuna!" Tears started forming at the corner of his eyes.

"I'M SORRY!! I didn't know that could hurt you!" You panicky stood up and cupped his cheeks to check.

"I'll go get some ice pack, wait for me here." You hurriedly removed your hands from him and rushed to the door.

"Okaka" He gripped your wrist to stop you.

"You sure you are-" You turned your head around, and he placed his lips onto yours without hesitation.

"This little cutie loves cutting me off, don't you?"

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

Sure, you and Megumi are dating. But you both agreed under one condition.

"This has to be a secret between us." That is what he requested.

"What? Why?"

"I'm still not ready to let everyone know." That is his reason.

Well, you were so excited to present your boyfriend to everyone, but things just had to go downhill for you.

That means you both don't have the opportunity to do lovey-dovey stuff in front of your friends. That sucks

Let's not talk about being intimate publicly.

He doesn't do anything to you even when you both are alone. 🤷🏻‍♀️

By doing anything, I mean holding hands, cuddling, etc

To be honest, you were EXTREMELY not satisfied

You don't even know does he love you or not.

So you decided to do something about this. >:)

"I'm going to meet Yuji later." You were watching anime on his TV in his dorm, sitting on the left side of the couch, and Megumi sitting on the right side.

"For?" He looked at you and asked.

"For fun." You stood up and walked towards the door.

"Alright, have fun." He continued watching the anime without bidding you goodbyes.

"See you later~" You opened the door and walk out.

Yuuji was waiting for you in the cafeteria with Nobara beside him.

You didn't expect Nobara to be here, she's usually not here because she had some skincare to do.

"Hii y/n! Do you want chocolate milk?" Yuuji waved at you with a mug of chocolate milk on the other hand.

"No thanks, I'll get a coffee later." You pulled out the chair and sit opposite of them.

"Y/N, you said you have something to tell us?" Nobara asked after sipping her green tea.

"Yep, we'll have dinner together. What do you want to eat? My treat."

"Steak!" Yuuji said with an excited tone.

"Tch, fine today we'll go with steak. Tomorrow I want sushi." Nobara folded her arms and said.

"It's settled then, go get ready. We'll meet each other in front of the school."

You returned to your dorm to get a nice shower. You heard the main door open while you were showering.

'It must be Megumi.'

You quickly finished your business and went to greet him.

"Hey." Surprisingly, he greeted you first this time.

"Fushiguro, you got something to do here?" He rarely visited you because there isn't any need to do so, since you're always the one going to his dorm.

"I'm here to return the book you lent me last time."

"Ohh ya, just put it in the bookshelf there." You pointed towards the bookshelf standing beside your TV.

"By the way, it's almost dinner time. Wanna go eat with Yuuji and Nobara?" You stated after you heard your stomach grumbling.

"Sure, where do you want to eat? I'll reserve a place for us." He took out his mobile phone and started browsing.

"I remembered Yuuji said he wanted to eat steak." You stood beside him to take a peek at his phone.

"How about Nobara?" He looked at you and asked.

"Yuuji requested first, so I guess we'll go with Nobara's suggestion tomorrow." You replied.

"Alright." He then made a reservation for a 4-person table.

You both meet up with Yuuji and Nobara in front of the school and started walking to the restaurant.

"Oooo you look cool today, Yuuji." You look at him with an impressed face. You're currently walking side by side with Yuuji and Megumi walking with Nobara behind.

"I know right, you picked this outfit for me!"

"Seems like you still remember. Well, do you still remember you owe me something?" You flicked his forehead and he covered it subconsciously with his hands.

"Okay okay, I'll pay you back later. You don't have to do it so roughly." He pouted.

"No, I don't need cash. Treat me something good." You said with a smirk, and he knows you're planning something bad, again.

"Fushiguro, don't you think they're getting quite close lately?" Nobara asked without looking at him, just continued walking.

But she didn't get an answer from him, so she nudged him with her elbow.

"Yes?"

"What took away all your attention? I was talking to you just now."

"Nothing much. What did you ask?"

"I said they're getting quite close lately."

"Yea, so?"

"Do you think they have feelings for each other?"

"I don't know, stop asking me this kind of question." He accidentally raised his voice at Nobara with a frown on his face.

"Fushiguro? Are you alright?" You turned around and asked.

"I'm alright, sorry." You continued talking to Yuuji and walked away.

Poor Megumi tried to eavesdrop but couldn't because you were too far away.

He was silent the whole time. Nobara just gave up talking to him. She said he's not worth her time :)

You were so carried away by Yuuji's sweet-talk and didn't notice Megumi's abnormal silence. (He's usually silent but NOT this silent lol)

All of you went back together after eating all those delicacies.

You got a shower, put on your pajamas and went to Megumi's door.

That's your daily routine. You usually hang out with Megumi in his dorm before going back to sleep.

"What are you doing here?" He opened the door after hearing someone knocking.

"What?" You looked at him, confused.

"Shouldn't you be with Yuuji?"

"Oh, so you want me to be in Yuuji's room? Now?" You asked, trying your best to hold back your laughter. You stepped back a few steps, ready to go away.

"Wait." He held your wrist to stop you.

"Yea?"

"Just come in, I have something to discuss with you" He released your wrist and walked back into his dorm.

"Mhmm, what do you want to talk about?" You sat down on the couch followed by Megumi.

"We... We are still together, right?" He's facing down the whole time because he's embarrassed lol

"Yes we are, why do you ask?"

"Well, I thought that you're bored with me, and you'd prefer someone who is more social than me."

"Ehhh? Of course no! I will only be with you for the rest of my life." You patted his head and gave him a smile to comfort him.

Out of nowhere, he brought you up and put you on his lap. Then he leans to your ear and whispered.

"I love you too"

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[fluffytriceratops]

Cookie Confession - Donatello [2016]

Note: This is a new-ish imagine! Finally I'm sharing something that isn't too shitty. xD When referring to the bayverse turts, I'll just write 2016. That's just me referring to this version, I'm not saying that this takes place during the second/2016 movie. If it does ever take place during a specific moment, I'll be sure to let you know! ^^ Just some fluff for this cutie! :3 Thanks for reading! <3

Warnings: mature language, y/n makes a suggestive comment ;)

The wind felt harsh as it hit her face and nipped at her nose. She shivered as it ruffled her hair. Y/n adjusted the scarf that was wrapped around her neck and pulled her jacket closer to her. Normally she loved this time of year, but this morning was so cold she was tempted to change her opinion on it.

Sighing through her nose, Y/n made her way to the sewers. She was planning on giving her favourite turtle friends a visit. Of course she texted before hand to make sure it was okay. Donnie had assured her it was. Y/n always felt like she was intruding or unwanted. Even when she wasn't. Plus it was just the polite thing to do to ask. At least she thought so.

She slipped her phone out of her jackets pocket and switched the flashlight on so she could see better. Walking down the tunnels, Y/n drummed her fingers against her thigh nervously. Recently she had been getting more anxious to stop by the lair. She guessed it was because she had recently discovered she had feelings for the purple branded turtle. Which made everything ten times more awkward than it needed to be. Especially since Donnie was so awkward on his own.

Y/n used to be able to be with Donnie on her own all the time. They used to hang out just the two of them. She liked to watch him work, sometimes she'd do her school work, or read a book. Other times she would nap or try to help him anyway she could. Ask him questions about his work which he always loved to answer. Recently things had been so awkward, it was harder for them to be alone for so long.

The two of them were very aware of their sudden awkward atmosphere. Which led to them both avoiding each other.

It sucked, but they were both far too awkward to deal with it any other way.

Donatello's brothers had taken notice of the sudden change in attitude around the two. They had tried to figure out what was going on, but both Y/n and Donnie claimed everything was fine.

Y/n approached the turtles lair slowly. Drawing in a deep breath to calm her nerves before entering. She lightly nipped at her lip, turning her flashlight off and slipping her phone back into her satchel that hung comfortably from her shoulder. Both Raph and Donnie were no where to be seen. But Y/n noticed Leo immediately as she entered the familiar home.

He was practicing using his katanas. His movements were quick and swift and Y/n couldn't help but watch him for a moment in awe.

Mikey was skateboarding around the lair, occasionally tossing something in Leo's direction in the hopes of catching him off guard and knocking him off of the pedestal(?) he was standing on. Leo would effectively hit whatever came his way with his katanas. Y/n ducked as a ninja star zipped past her head. Shrieking lightly at the close call.

"Whoops. Sorry, Angelcakes. I didn't see you there." Mikey chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck as he stopped in front of her.

Y/n shrugged, "It's all good. No harm done."

Leo slipped his katana's into his holsters and flipped onto the ground, stalking over smoothly. "I should apologize too. I was the one who hit it in your direction." He bowed his head apologetically, and Y/n smiled lightly at the gesture.

"Leo, it's fine, really." Remembering what she had brought down for them, she opened her satchel and pulled out the two plastic containers full of baked goods. "I brought you guys some cookies n stuff."

Mikey greedily snatched the top container, opening it up and peeking inside almost lustfully. "Y/n, you seriously are the best."

The h/c haired girl smiled. "I know."

"Thanks, Y/n." The leader smiled before grabbing the cookie Mikey had been going for.

"Hey!" Leo only chuckled at his younger brother before taking a bite, humming in delight. "You should take some to Raph and Don before Mikey eats them all." He nodded towards the hall that led to the dojo, if she listened carefully she could hear Raphael's grunts from here.

"Don's in his room." He added, grabbing a few more cookies before moving towards his own bedroom.

Mike had already begun to stuff his face, at the sight, Y/n gripped the one container she still had in her hand a little tighter.

With a small smile, Y/n decided to head to Raph first. Even though she was a little intimidated by the brute, she'd rather be in his company right now than Donnie's. Scared that she might confess to the intelligent terrapin if she was alone with him for too long.

Padding down the tunnel that led towards the dojo, Y/n peeked inside to make sure Raph was really there before entering. Sure enough, the sai wielding hot head was beating up the punching bag. It swayed with each hit he placed on it. Y/n was sure the chain holding it up would snap if he hit it hard enough.

"Hey, Raph?" She stepped fully into the dojo, shifting her weight from one foot to the other nervously.

He peered over at her, grunting in response as he landed another hit. Y/n took that as him letting her know she could continue.

"I baked some cookies, and Leo thought I should bring some to you before Mikey ate them all." She lifted the container in her hands to show him what she was talking about.

Raphael stopped what he was doing and turned towards her, he snatched up his towel and wiped his face before stalking over. Y/n bit her tongue in an attempt to calm herself down, even if she had known the turtles for a while Raph still tended to make her skittish.

He cocked an eye ridge at her, glancing down at the container. She opened it up and allowed him to grab one. He basically shoved the entire thing in his mouth. Y/n watched him in amusement as he reached for another.

"Thanks, Y/n. They're good. I didn't know you could cook." As he glanced down at her, Y/n noticed his hand slowly reach for another cookie. This caused her lips to upturn in a small smile at the action.

"Well I'm no Gordon Ramsay, but I know a few things." She chuckled, tucking some hair behind her ear timidly.

"Has everyone tried em?" Y/n knew what he was hinting at. Raph was really asking if she had gotten the courage to give some to Donnie yet.

"Almost everyone. I have yet to see Donnie or Splinter." She tried to ignore the small smirk Raph sent her. He knew about her feelings for his brother, didn't he?

"Dork's in his room. You should take some to him."

Y/n sucked in a small breath, but she knew Raph had probably heard it, despite her best efforts to make it as silent as possible. "Yeah.. I will."

Raphael cocked his head slightly. "He's not gonna bite, ya know."

Her cheeks flushed at the comment, she would have crossed her arms over her chest if she wasn't holding the cookie container. "I know.."

"Then why are you so afraid of him?"

"Afraid? I'm not afraid.."

Raph clicked his tongue, eyeing the e/c eyed beauty. "You're trembling." He pointed out, nodding down towards her.

"I'm not trembling.." Y/n puffed her cheeks out slightly, glancing off to the side to avoid eye contact.

Raph simply shrugged, "Whatever you say, Y/n.." He grabbed a few more cookies before gesturing to the doorway.

Y/n glanced towards it before looking back up at him. She turned to leave when his hand stopped her. "You should tell him."

Her eyes widened and she swallowed thickly. "..I'm afraid I don't know what you mean."

"Stop with the bullshitting, Y/n. You know exactly what I'm talking about.. Just.. Tell him. You won't regret it."

She opened her mouth to respond but he had already began walking away. She drew her eyebrows together with a sigh before leaving the dojo.

Y/n nervously walked towards Donatello's bedroom. Her footsteps were soft, slow, and silent. At this point she was delaying the inevitable but she couldn't help herself. When she finally got to his room, she gave herself a second or two to compose herself before rapping on his door with her knuckles.

There was some shuffling along with some sort of clanking coming from inside, before she heard a muffled 'come in'. Taking in one final deep breath, Y/n opened the door and stepped inside.

"Hey, Donnie. It's Y/n." His room was dimly lit, but she could still make out his tall figure.

Donnie jumped a bit at hearing her voice, fumbling with the screwdriver that was in his hand. "Oh, h-hey- Y/n.. What brings you here?" He nearly flinched at his own voice, he was a mess when she was around.

Like she had done with Raphael, Y/n lifted the container to draw his attention to it. "I made cookies, I thought I should bring some to you before they were all gone."

Donnie's face flushed and he flashed her an awkward smile. Gesturing for her to come further into the room. "Thanks. I didn't know you could bake.." He grabbed a cookie when she opened the container for him to do so. Y/n watched him carefully to see his reaction.

"Raph said the same thing.. I guess I never mentioned it before." She shrugged, placing the container onto his desk.

"Guess not.. B-But you'll probably be doing it a lot more often now that Mikey knows about it. He'll want you to make all kinds of things." He smiled, and she did so as well as he reached for another of the baked goods.

Raph's words entered her mind, and her smile faltered a little. "Y-Yeah. I'll be sure to keep that in mind."

Donatello arched a 'brow' at her sudden stutter, but didn't bring it up. Which she was grateful for.

An awkward silence slowly wrapped around the both of them. They avoided eye contact as they raked their brains for something to say or do.

"So-" They both mumbled at the same time. Eyes jumping to each other nervously.

They both barked out an awkward laugh, Don cleared his throat and gestured towards her. "You first."

This is it...

Taking in a quick breath, Y/n wet her lips with her tongue anxiously before speaking. "Look, Donnie.. There's something I want to tell you.. And I'm not really sure how to say this, so.. I'm just gonna say it."

"I.. I really, really like you.. As more than a friend." Y/n glanced up towards him, watching as his eyes widened at the confession. She felt herself begin to panic so she continued. "B-But, I'd totally understand if you didn't feel the s-same way! I just thought y-you'd want to know.."

Donatello was silent for a few seconds, taking his time to process this. Like she had done moments before, he wet his lips with his tongue nervously. "I... I guess I like you t-to. As more than a friend.. And I'm not just saying that to make you feel better! I really do like you, Y/n.." He rubbed the back of his neck, eyes jumping from her to his giant green hands and back again.

Y/n smiled softly, she reached out and took his hands in his own. "I'm glad to hear that."

His eyes jumped back to hers once again, and he smiled a bit. Both of them ignoring their own blushes as he gave her hands a gentle squeeze. "Me too."

Y/n leaned up, grabbing his mask tails she pulled him down a bit as he towered over her. Donnie's face turned a shade of red that would put Raph's mask to shame as he bent down to stoop to her level. Instead of getting a kiss like he had expected, Y/n simply rubbed her nose against his snout.

Donnie let out a small squeak in surprise, his face only darkening at the embarrassing sound that left his lips. Y/n giggled at the noise, pulling away slowly.

"If you make that sound from a nose rub, I wonder what other kinds of sounds I can get out of you if we do other things."

"Y-Y/n!"

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[fangirlsmood]

Kyojuro Rengoku x reader x Tomioka Giyuu - Another love

_Warnings : spoiler about mugen train

Synopsis : After the death of your husband you slowly take back a taste for life ... with another man

_ Senjuro ? Where are you going like this ?

_ Ah (Y/n)! I am going to take a walk in the village, to sell the wood that I collected this morning!

_ Oh Senjuro... You don’t have to do this.

_ I want to ! It won't bring in a lot of money, but you can buy yourself a new kimono or a pretty brooch. 

Knowing that he was as stubborn as his elder brother, you sighed :

_ Fine. But don't get too tired and get home quickly.

He embraced you tenderly before leaving, promising to be careful. Senjuro had always loved you very much, but it was only since his big brother was no longer there that he got into the habit of hugging you tight before each departure. You didn't know if he was doing this because Kyojuro asked him to take care of you or because he was afraid of losing you. 

Since your husband's death everything had changed. You would wake up every morning in a cold bed, the smell of your loved one was gone over time, and getting up was a struggle. Even though the pain was sharp you had no choice: you had to stay strong for Senjuro and Shinjuro. Although you had some money aside without Rengoku's salary, you had to accumulate the jobs while running the house. Senjuro was doing his best to help you, like this morning when he went to sell wood. He too had changed. He was even more determined to become like his brother, a demon slayer. You didn't agree, the idea of ​​losing Senjuro like you had lost Kyojuro made you sick and you had become a little overprotective with the child who for some time had ceased to be one. Shinjuro hadn't spoken about the death of his son. You acted like the perfect daughter-in-law and you took care of him the best you could. Sometimes you resented him for not having been more present for his sons, for never having told them that he was proud of them but now you understood why the passion that had inhabited this man for so long was extinguished and had given way to bitterness. 

You and Senjuro supported each other, he allowed you to face life one more day. He had become your reason for living. Him and ... Tomioka Giyuu to be honest.

The sun set slowly and you were worried to death. Senjuro had not returned. You were going out to get him when there was a knock on the door. You rushed in hoping it was him. 

_ (Y/n)! Look who I found on my way !

Tomioka stood beside him with a straight face. You laugh inwardly imagining your little Rengoku forcibly taking him to your home, you visualize very well Giyuu unable to say no to this child full of passion. Tomioka nodded polietly his head to greet you and you invited both to enter. 

You served dinner for the two boys. Giyuu wanted to help you but you declined. You brought his meal to Shinjuro who was eating alone in his room as always and when you returned Senjuro and your guest was in the middle of a conversation. Giyuu seemed to be telling a story and you were surprised at how attentive Senjuro was. Usually he was too talkative to listen to anyone, getting into long stories, unless it was his father or his brother. His eyes were shining, you didn't want to interrupt them so you took a seat discreetly. Giyuu continued his story :

_ The demons were not that strong but they were clever and numerous. The civilians were terrified but he told them "Don't be afraid, everything will be fine, there will be no deaths or injuries"...

You choked. He told of his first mission as a pillar, a mission carried out with Kyojuro. You knew it because your husband had enthusiastically told you about it in detail. Giyuu stopped the two boys looked at you worried :

_ Oh ... sorry, maybe I shouldn't...

_ No it's me ! I shouldn't have asked you to tell me about a big brother ... Sorry (Y/n) I didn't think ...

You drank a mouthful of water before smiling, reassuring them quickly :

_ No it's good, everything is fine. I was just surprised but keep going, i want to hear the rest.

Giyuu hesitated a bit but ended up continuing his story. His voice was very monotonous but he recounted the events with precision for your viewing pleasure. Senjuro let out little noises, sometimes of admiration, sometimes of surprise. It had been a long time since he had been so passionate and you were really happy to see him gesticulate all over the place and ask for more. Contrary to what you might think, hearing about your late husband didn't break your heart. On the contrary, it was like talking about good memories. This impression left you perplexed. Did you have the right to think so? Not crying anymore when hearing about him ?

At the end of the meal Senjuro went to bed, claiming that the day had been exhausting. You accompanied him to his room to tuck him in as if he were a fragile little baby. Being mothering like this embarrassed him but he didn't say anything knowing that this kind of thing would reassure you, so you knew he was sleeping peacefully and safe. When you returned to the kitchen Giyuu had cleared the table and was doing the dishes.

_ It is not for the guests to take care of this kind of thing, you said playfully taking from his hands the plate he was washing.

He then grabbed a tea towel and wiped up what he had already washed :

_ I want to. 

You knew him long before you got married but since the death of Kyojuro, you and Giyuu had become closer. He came to visit you regularly, to make sure you were okay. You even cry on his shoulder more than once. When you felt overwhelmed by your responsibilities his visits were a great support. With him you felt less alone and stronger, enough to face another day. 

You lost yourself in your thoughts for a moment and found yourself staring at him. You tell yourself that he was more than beautiful. You really wanted to put a hand on his cheek, just to feel the warmth of his skin. Suddenly you realized what you were thinking and your face flushed with shame. Noticing your change of attitude Giyuu broke the pleasant silence that reigned :

_ You should go to bed if you're not feeling well. I take care of the rest.

You told him where he could spend the night before leaving. This night you had a lot of trouble falling asleep. You rolled around, crying silently. You were falling in love with another man than Kyojuro. You felt terribly guilty, you felt like you were betraying him. You never thought about being with anyone other than Kyojuro, you never thought he would actually die before you. Now you didn't know how to shut up those emerging feelings and it was gnawing at you, you thought you must really be a horrible person. 

Giyuu didn't get much sleep either. He thought of you. When you first met, how beautiful he found you. Would things have been different if he had told you ? He  remembered your wedding, Tengen had said that you and Rengoku were "both flamboyant" and he had agreed. He had silenced his feelings but now he couldn't. Each time he told himself he wouldn't visit you but each time he couldn't help it. He had to be sure you were okay, he had to take care of you. He felt guilty for loving you, you who would never be his. You were Kyojuro’s and you will always be. He was so ashamed. Wasn't that disrespectful to his deceased comrade ? It wasn't the first time he thought of you before sleeping. Many times, before and after you were married, he had found himself imagining his life with you, but he always ended up telling himself that it was impossible. He wasn't as strong, sociable or funny as Rengoku. He wasn't as good as him and clearly he wasn't good enough for you.

You were awakened by noises coming from the inner courtyard. Going to see you discovered Giyuu and Senjuro training. The child tried to touch him with a wooden katana but Giyuu still dodged. You sat down and stared at them. Senjuro was really happy to be training with another person especially with a hashira. Someone took a seat by your side.

_ He's improving.

_ You should tell him to his face, Shinjuro.

_ The one with him... It’s Tomioka Giyuu ? The water hashira ?

_ Yes. How did you guess ?

_ Senjuro talk to me. He mentionned him many times recently. 

It was really unusual for Shinjuro to come talk to you, usually you just went through the formalities.

_ Can I help you ? You need something ?

He ignored your question. 

_ He seems to be a good men. Senjuro told me that he helped you a lot. 

You were a little uncomfortable.

_ Yes... He’s a really good person.

_ And a strong one. A good model for a boy, someone you can count on. 

_ What do you mean ?

It was really unusual for him to talk to you so much. Did he know your feelings ? His gaze fell on your hand :

_ You still wear it.

He talk about your wedding ring. You have been playing with it nervously since the start of your conversation. You didn't know what to say. The atmosphere was heavy. He went on :

_ Kyojuro isn’t here. We didn't talk much to each other but I know there were only three things that mattered for him. Become a pillar, the happiness of Senjuro and your happiness. He wants ... He wants you to be happy. Alone, with him or with... someone else.

You looked at him with wet eyes. It was as if Kyojuro, through his father, gave you permission to love someone else. You had the right to be in love with Giyuu, it was not a crime. You didn't have to fight your feelings, to blame yourself anymore, you thought you were going to cry in relief.

_ Senjuro is very observant. He told me that you and Giyuu were maybe more than friends or at least you could be. You look at this man like you looked at my son. You are lucky. I've never met someone like Ruka, if it had been things might have been different. I would have been a better father, a better man.

Your lip had started to tremble. You wanted to talk. To say what ? That you didn't know what to think anymore, that you were afraid to love another man ? Seeing that you were about to crack, Shinjuro tells you what you needed to hear :

_ You loved my son, you love him and you will always love him but now it's this man you are in love with and you have the right to.

You burst into tears. Shinjuro ran a comforting hand along your back. 

_ (Y/n) ?! Something’s wrong ?

Senjuro noticed that you were crying and he and Giyuu were running towards you. You tried to dry your tears but you couldn't control anything. He hugged you, his father left you and Giyuu stepped aside. It took you a while but you slowly regained your composure even though you were still crying :

_ It's okay now, don't worry. 

You offered him a big smile to support your point. In the evening, Giyuu's crow had come to warn him that he had to leave in the morning. 

Before sleeping you looked at your hand for a long time. You had a thought for Kyojuro before removing your wedding ring. It was strange not to feel the weight of the ring around your finger. Nonetheless you fell asleep peacefully.

You woke up at dawn. Giyuu was just getting ready to leave.

_ Giyuu ! Wait !

He stopped, he noticed that you no longer had your alliance which left him confused but he said nothing.

_ There is a festival in town next weekend. There will be a lantern throw ... If your mission is finished, would you like to go together? 

You thought it sounded a bit too much like a date so you pressed to add  :

_ Erm... We could take Senjuro and propose to Shinjuro even though I'm sure he'd rather not go out ...

He looked surprised but a small smile quickly lit his face :

_ My mission will be finished.

_ See you next Sunday then. Be carefull.

_ See you next Sunday.

You watched him go and when you no longer saw him Shinjuro appeared beside you. He had obviously heard everything. He looked at you smiling

_ What makes you smile ?

_ Nothing, I'm happy that's all. And I also tell myself that big brother is very happy at the moment.

And he was right. Kyojuro was happy knowing that you loved and was loved by a good men like Giyuu.

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author notes : After seeing the film this one shot had been running through my head for a while. I hesitated for a long time to write it, I even thought of making the reader pregnant but finally i like the result. I really hope Rengoku fans move on (with Giyuu maybe). Falling in love again after her husband's death is a sensitive topic, but I see Rengoku the type who wants his wife to be happy, alone or with someone else. Maybe i am wrong. There was no romatic interaction in this one-shots and I regret it a bit. Maybe I should do part two, now that I say so I could write about the festival ...

Thanks for reading, every time I see someone liked my story my heart melts. I take any criticism (positive or negative). And if you see a grammar or spelling error, please let me know (English is not my first language so I don't always realize it), I will correct it.

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[kyoya-executioner]

Formidable Enmity

An Ootori Kyoya X OC (R18) fanfic.

They disliked each other, first and foremost. Yet hatred commonly blinds themselves from the truth. For all the times she thought things would end in one swoop, he challenged her. Thus, they let their bodies do the talking. Enemies with benefits, but at what cost?

'Do you think it's easy for me?'

'What is?'

'Pretending that I have control over everything. It's suffocating to say the least.'

'Ootori, you don't deserve anything good.'

Kyoya remembers the cold stare emanating from the class president's golden eyes- formerly class president of 3-B instead of vice president. Him, in return, gave her an icy stare as an observation, if one could call it. He refuses to interact nor meddle in troublesome affairs, until the head of the department in school decided to move that particular student into 3-A for her final year. Reasons? She was overqualified and her extremely competitive grandmother had decided on her fate.

Astrea did not bother about moving classes, except that it stripped her out of the class president position she enjoyed back in 3-B. Upon losing the title, the teacher suggested that she became the vice president and that she might need 'guidance' from the reputable Ootori son.

She declined the position, her reason being she didn't want to work with a privileged Ootori.

'Are you sure, Astreanova Antares?' The teacher questioned in class. Everyone else was listening intently. The original vice president Akiko looked at her with concern in her eyes.

'I decline. Let's be fair, Akiko is doing a better job at it anyway.' Astrea retorted casually.

Kyoya smirked and raised one hand.

'It's fine, Fujiwara-sensei. I don't intent to accomodate with a new vice president, best not to waste time on someone who wouldn't cooperate.' He immediately used his silver tongue. The other students gasped all of a sudden.

Astrea ignored the chide, knowing full well that wasn't even his full potential. Despite his polite and soft spoken facade, Kyoya is the no 1 manipulative devil amongst the angels. She crossed her legs and looked away, staring across the window pane, to the clouds and beyond. Her next move in mind was to win a sparring competition at the school's dojo, being the current president and athlete of the club.

Kyoya resumed his reading, while Tamaki stifled a laugh and looked at the screen- breaking the fourth dimension as he thought, looks like this is a beginning of a new romantic adventure for Kyoya.

They were enemies, of course. But enemies that served more as a star-crossed romance. They knew deep down they can never be together.

The youngest Ootori son found himself fiddling with a pen as he scanned through school documents of Astreanova Antares. An egoistical move in his head was for him to actually observe the sparring competition and be challenged into a spar with the almighty Antares. He coldly thought, no one could look down on his family name nor downgrade his blood sweat and tears to rise up as a suitable candidate for the Ootori Group. His father gave him crap for being mediocre compared to his older brothers, even though it was to train him to be a CEO candidate aka the only one who could take over the company.

Despite the massive crowd that was at the dojo, Kyoya and Tamaki attended the event without further ado. Kyoya had sworn he could remember Astrea's majestic fighting moves the first time he saw it; because it was as if she almost had it all. A super strength that could've bring down a 100 enemies in one go but no, it was her willpower that made it seem like she had it all.

The eye of the wooden katana landed on the opponent's face, right after she paralyzed his limbs. Astrea took off her headgear and heard the crowd cheering. Closing her eyes, she opened them again to spot the devil Ootori she despised and his blonde angel best friend.

Kyoya didn't blink for a second- his silver pupils seemed to stare at the scene as he hallucinated at the idea of taking her down in front of everyone. Beaten by the great Ootori son, wouldn't that be the greatest humiliation of all time?

Before he could even talk or adjust his glasses, he saw Astreanova herself coming up to him. The black haired girl gave them the headgear, specifically in Kyoya's hands first before she declared war. Whoever manages to beat her, will have the chance of her acknowledging their hierarchical status and secure a business deal for a lifetime. That was the rule.

It would be child's play for Kyoya, if it were other women.

Kyoya stared at the headgear as she left the scene. The challenge was a metaphor of something bigger that was about to happen in their lives.

'I don't have time for this.'

'Neither do I.'

A class trip to Berlin turned out different when they were placed in rooms opposite with one another. In the middle of the night, he pulled her in and asserted dominance. Astreanova released herself from his grasp and raised a leg to kick him away from her.

Kyoya grabbed her leg before she could even retaliate. He smirked.

'I may not look like it, but my strength is not something for you to look down upon.'

Astrea retracted her moves and scoffed.

'Let's fight then. See who has the upper hand over here.'

Kyoya unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his tie.

'We'll fight plenty on bed.'

'Seriously? If you only wanted to sleep with me, you could've just discussed things first. Consent, for that matter.'

He wanted a little bit of revenge. A taste of Eve's forbidden apple due to their differences in views and rival business partners. Yet at back of his organized mind, he was still thinking of doing some revisions from class.

'Tell me why should I have sex with an enemy.' Astrea aggressively pushed him to the wall.

Kyoya immediately leaned forward and grabbed her face, his darkened expression slowly affected Astrea as she saw him for what he truly is; a narcissistic, manipulative devil in disguise. He whispered darkly,

'You know what they say, keep your friends close and your enemies closer.'

Astreanova has always been the type who wouldn't say no to a good challenge. Growing up having more rivals than actual friends, she slept around, due to her inability to commit nor fall in love. The girl has never been in a relationship either. The coldest she's ever been was to never speak to a boy she slept with (once) for the entire year, he was a senior and soon enough even the guy hopped on to another girl for convenience. In a school made only for the wealthy, these things were rather common. Families can only set their sons and daughters up for an engagement, but that doesn't mean they actually love each other.

Her grandmother kept trying to set her up with reputable men, ironically older at least 3 years older than her, instead of someone from Ouran High. Son of CEOs; Heirs of non-immediate royal families; a wealthy German nobleman were some of them.

Astrea rejected the offer.

'You want to be different, isn't it?' The grandmother chided. 'Don't come crawling back to me once you've lived a miserable life marrying a lowly commoner.'

'You're 18, graduating from Ouran and you still don't have any suitors. Think for yourself, Astrea.'

Excusing herself from the conversation, she refused to talk about suitors. Astrea hated how damaging the mentality had been, marrying off wealthy sons and daughters, engaging them without their full consent. Wonder if there was a lot more 'secret' relationships that couldn't proceed because of it.

Her coming of age party was privately held at her mansion right before her senior year term started. Fair enough, high quality liquor, rosé champagne, Bordeux wine, jägermeister etc were served to the guests. Lineup of tobacco, hard drugs such as cocaine, molly and ketamine were spread across the table. Safe to say it was the best night of Astrea's life with her 4 close friends who have followed and respected her since middle school.

It was a tradition passed down in the Antares family, to get used to substances at a coming of age party and later the young adult is subjected to discipline themselves through various forms of martial arts.

Astreanova became the only potential successor who'd rather discard gender preferences and chose to work hard and be worthy in the eyes of the Antares CEO. Her male cousin Adrian who was gunning for the spot became her rival for the position, as she particularly didn't have any siblings to compete with.

No good things comes easy, not even in the world of the richest.

Half of the students from class 3-A would agree that the class trip to Berlin isn't a first for them, but the history teacher would like to give in-depth lessons of WW2 by arriving on site. Kyouya the class president was expected to give a little bit of guidance and to monitor the rest of the class.

He liaised a lot with Akiko, which made her feel like the trip is starting to turn out as a free date with the Ootori.

Been a while since I've been in Berlin. Astrea thought as they walked towards the Brandenburg gate. Little did she know that the class president was observing her reaction towards the monument.

He hasn't forgotten about the challenge in the dojo, and the sights that befallen him during the match. Kyouya didn't respond immediately as a mere spar wouldn't be in his immediate interest, or merit as he would say.

This particular enemy is dangerous.

But based on my personal investigation, her past history tells me everything I should do to assert control.

Past nighttime, he made his move. Skipping the previous dialogues, they fought in bed before the dojo could even open. Kyouya didn't lose his virginity because he would never lose.

'You still owe me a spar. We will fight, Ootori.'

The raven haired boy pretended he did not listen. His fingers were all over her body, unbuttoning her shirt and occassionally planting kisses on her neck.

Astrea groaned, learning of his dismissal and angrily shoved Kyouya to the bed.

'This is how you get bitches, don't you, Mr Arrogant Class President?'

'Don't be so rude.' He casually sat up, his shirt fully unbuttoned revealing a pale and slender torso. The Antares girl looked away in disbelief and disgust.

'Or else you might fall in love.' He smirked, teasing the enemy further.

She looked at him nonchalantly and raised an eyebrow.

'Nobody truly falls in love in Ouran Academy. People date because of merits. Parents setting them up for engagements due to business. I thought someone like you would know, Ootori.'

'Not if you've ever stepped into the Host Club. Try having a look next time.' Kyouya leaned back, further stripping himself from his white shirt and unbuckled his belt.

In the midst of him undressing, Astrea stopped him and glared into his grey eyes.

'You're wrong about me if you think I'll fall in love with the likes of you, Ootori.'

Kyoya narrowed his eyes and caressed her cheek.

'Don't worry, this is going to be an enemies with benefits kind of situation. Relieve me out of my... youthful urges and I'll leave you alone. Fair trade, wouldn't you think so?'

'As long as you leave me alone and stop investigating me, deal.'

The Ootori boy pulled her to the bed and pinned her down. He pressed his lips on hers- tasted her, leaving her no room to take a break as he bit the corner of her lips for entrance. Kyoya had a sultry look on his face as he opened his eyes and ran his tongue against hers, addicted to the pleasure he was giving her.

Astrea couldn't handle it anymore when she used her hand to stop him from making out further. She breathed heavily, it was music to his ears, he feel her chest rose and flattened, clad only with a bra pressing against his pale torso.

They stared into each other's faces, the pale complexion he had was no longer visible in the heat of the moment. She could hear Kyoya removing the rest of his belt and the open snap of his trousers.

'Seriously, Ootori- wait' She gasped, feeling his fingers firmly grasping her thighs and bringing them closer to his. He groaned, his expression darkened as he realized something.

'I'll make this quick because we have to get up at 6 and check out at 8. Busy schedule for the whole class the next day.'

'I'm glad I'm not the president of the class.' Astrea shook her head.

Kyoya stripped her off her underwear and began using his fingers inside her. Astrea did not know what her expectations were, but as soon as she felt his index finger went in and out inside her sweet spot, it became difficult to stifle her moans.

'You're really soaked down there. Hm, guess it's time to fuck you senseless.'

'Shut up and get it over with, Ootori.' She breathed, not caring about the outcome anymore.

He raised her hips, inching closer to his waist and started rubbing his thick, 8-inch cock against her folds. Before she could even get herself straight, he thrusted into her, spreading the tightness inch by inch until he reached the entrance of her womb.

Astrea shuddered the whole time he was forcing himself inside her. The view in front of her was none other than the Ootori boy with his slightly longish bangs covering his eyes- he was controlling his breath, and his pace as he thrusted in and out, making her toes curl. She could feel the shape of his thick length with every thrust he made. He made her remember of how good it felt despite hating his guts.

It wasn't supposed to feel this good.

Ootori Kyoya, this rivalry is far from over.

'We will always be with you, Astrea.'

'See you again in summer break.'

Her 4 childhood friends consisted of 2 boys and 2 girls, but the 3 of them are studying abroad except for one. A girl named Yulia is currently studying in the prestigious girls academy as known as Lobelia High. The girls academy isn't foreign for Ouran students, as the school turned out to be quite competitive in every aspect, Zuka vs Host Club included.

Ever since the one night stand with the Ootori boy in Berlin took place, Astreanova immediately avoided the class president like plague. It was a tough job unexpectedly as their desks are right beside one another. It would've been easier if Astrea remained in 3-B.

They haven't spoken to each other for a week.

She thought of changing classes.

Kyoya wasn't having any of it, precisely. Especially when he had to dodge Tamaki's annoying questions about her. The blonde is smart and suddenly very observant of the situation compared to his own well-being.

'Apologize to her, Kyoya. Seems like you two had a huge fight but nothing can't be solved with a smooth apology!' Tamaki hollered while they were in music room 3.

'Like I said, it's none of your business. Can we just get off the subject real quick?' Kyoya groaned as he aggressively typed on his laptop.

'Oh? Kyoya-senpai had a fight? With a girl?' Haruhi chimed in as she was standing right beside the Ootori son. But as soon as she saw a dark and menacing aura coming from him, she backed away in fear and hid behind Tamaki.

Kyoya didn't understand what was the commotion about. The host club should know it was common for him to get into verbal fights, at least once in a while. Especially with Kuze-senpai, the kind of rival who would always belittle the youngest Ootori son.

'You're only a third son, so no matter how much you try, you never can be the heir to the family, can you? No wonder you lick crumbs of glory from the boots of the chairman's son.' was one of Kuze's many insults of him.

In the end, Kyoya refused to rack his brain over something so trivial. It was only a one night stand with the enemy. He knew Astrea hated him from the start, maybe it wasn't as conspicuous as Kuze but the challenge at the dojo is still up for bets.

What he did not notice due to his own ignorance was, between him and Kuze-senpai, he was the stoic and sarcastic one. Between him and Astreanova, she was the one who refused to acknowledge him. Not because he's the third son or the fact that he couldn't succeed the company, it was simply the fact that she didn't want anything to do with him.

Come to think of it, that's pretty immature. To call me the enemy and yet discard me like some sort of trash?

This war is far from over, Astreanova Antares.

Kyoya continued his personal research of Antares Corporate, a mega company as formidable as the Grand Tonierre that has been around for decades. Even though as her last name would suggest, she would've been the sole successor of the company by right. But the mysterious CEO prefer male contenders, especially Astrea's cousin. Only one contender shall win and it would be in a gruesome showdown in a home colosseum. The tradition lasted for years as the CEO has a thing for riots and brawls.

This must be the reason why she never stops fighting. There is no way a girl can possibly-

His mind took him back to the memory of him and Tamaki watching a showdown in school. It was spectacular- turning heads of people in the right direction, a sight that was almost out of this world.

I guess it's too early to tell.

The Ootori son turned off his laptop and kept his focus on studying and maintaning his grades. Yet the subtle, teenage boy in him whispered in his ear, menacingly-

'What is youth without indulging in senseless dramas once in a while?'

You're right.

Absolutely right.

Astreanova stood in front of the wishing fountain in Ouran that was made as a 1:1 replica of the Trevi Fountain in the heart of Italy. The students would toss coins in it to make a wish, hoping for their love to be reciprocated instead of wishing for money, which they already have plenty of it.

She tossed one coin, hoping that she'll survive and triumph in the end as a CEO of Antares.

I am never turning back from this road.

It was then a tall bodyguard, clad in a black suit and black sunglasses approached her. She was caught almost off-guard, as he seemed to use a stealthy approach.

'Miss Astreanova Antares, you have an invitation letter from our Young Master Kyouya.'

He handed out the letter.

Astrea raised an eyebrow at first, before reading the letter's contents,

I cordially invite my sworn enemy to a fancy tea time session at Music Room 3. Be there at 4 pm sharp. We shall settle some scores. -K.O

'What's the meaning of this? You're one of Ootori's men right?! Spill the details. Tell me everything or I'll deal with you in a fight.' She protested.

'My name's Tachibana, one of Master Kyouya's bodyguards. Nice to meet you but I shall take my leave right now.'

No fucking way.

The Antares girl thought the whole ordeal with him was over, just like any one night stands out there. Yet at the same time she realized, Ootori Kyoya is the furthest from being another ordinary guy for her to ghost and abandon.

He brought forth a new challenge without her anticipating one. There was no telling which direction things will go.

Astreanova was ready to punch his arrogant face to the ground, while Kyoya thought of ways to mess with her head.

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[anxiousnerdwritings]

hey!!! guess who's done!!! it's me, knull anon!! also fair warning for a 3k word fic thag I just made in two part today!!

p.s., theres also a bonus at the end!!! dont miss it!!

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Driving past the beautiful buildings and apartments, you rested your elbow on the car handle where you almost laid your head against the window had it not been for Mercy. “_____, you can’t sleep here.”

You mumbled out something strange before you rested your head on the head of your seat. You really wanted to sleep, as you couldn’t feel your feet when you got into the car, but you knew that your bed would be a lot more comfortable in the long run. 

You turned to look at Lex, and he was on the phone with someone. You didn’t even notice him, probably because he was whispering in an exasperated voice. You didn’t try to tune in, as he would probably notice either way, so instead you kept on looking out the window. You saw shops, restaurants, even other gala places like the one you were just at. You even saw the Lexcorp tower. 

One thing you remember from your past life was that someone… Was it your mother or father? It was both, right? Anyway, either one would always take you on a night drive every month, usually on a Tuesday for some strange reason. You would usually listen to music on these drives, and the lights in the towns and cities were always so pretty. Even now, it was pretty to you, since there weren’t many people this late at night and the shops were still running. You looked up to one building noticing the bright lights that accompanied the sign. But your attention turned to the top of the building. 

There seemed to be two people, one who was extremely tall, with two… sticks in his hands. And the other had a cape and a hoodie, who was shorter than the other man. This one also had a katana. You tried to get a better look, but the car started to move again, and you again tried to look back. But Mercy noticed.

“____, what are you looking at?” She asked, looking where you were watching. You looked back, but there was nothing there. “... I guess there was nothing there.” You whispered to yourself. “What?” Mercy asked. “Nothing. I thought I saw a person on the roof.”

Mercy didn’t say anything and she went back to looking around to make sure that the driver was going the way they were supposed to. 

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“Dick, what the hell?!” Damian whispered to his older brother. Currently, they were hiding behind a wall on the building you were looking at. Dick sighed before he said, “Well, you were there too, so don’t just put the blame on me!”

“I’m not tall and I don’t wear bright colors!”

“Oh really-” Dick then noticed that Damian was not in his normal yellow and red suit, but instead he was in a more stealthy color. 

“The only thing I have is a bluebird on my chest!”

“A big blue bird-”

“Can you guys just… try to follow the car?” 

Tim was at his breaking point: he was really at his breaking point. Damian was heard arguing with Dick for a few more seconds before Tim just decided to follow the car himself. Which somehow worked. 

“Does anyone have a tracker on that thing?” Duke asked, also following the car. He wasn’t as tired as Tim, but he understood where he was coming from. “Yeah, I’ll send the location to you in just a sec.”

~~~~~

Driving up to the big gates, you felt really tired when you felt the car stop, but at least there weren't any paparazzi you had to run over. You got out of the car and started to walk with Mercy to the elevator, when you thought you heard something from the other side of the empty parking garage. You turned your head, only to see empty space and columns. You tried to look around more, but Mercy had started to lead you towards the elevator already. 

Getting into the elevator, you stood with Mercy to listen to the almost silent beeps of the elevator getting higher into the building. 

“Ah, I almost forgot, I’ll bring you your dinner to eat in the room. I understand your exhaustion.”

“Oh, what did the cook make?”

“Honey glazed ham with mashed potatoes and gravy.”

You remembered that from before you got here. Your mother would make that every day if you asked her to. You also started to notice how… nice mercy was being towards you. You remember when you first met her, she did not like you at all. In fact the only thing she would say is… well, nothing really. However, that was months ago. Now, she greets you and gives you small talk. She even gives you little presents if you’re good. 

When the elevator chimed to your floor, and the doors opened, you were expecting more guards then you saw. Usually there were more than 5 there, but there was no one in the hallway. Even Mercy looked a little shocked. However, she just took your hand and led you through the halls back to your room, where she then opened your door and pointed to the drawers. “You should probably change into something more comfortable. You aren’t going anywhere for another couple weeks at least, so that's a good thing.” 

You nodded and walked over to the dresser to change. You picked out a pair of pajamas that were extremely soft before you walked to the bathroom.

~~~~

Getting out of the bathroom you heard strange music coming from below you. It wasn’t ugly, or loud, just… rumblings of sad music. It sounded nice. You walked over to your overly plush bed and you crawled in, ignoring the strange feeling that was pooling in your mind. Something telling you to be alert, but you were too tired to care. Tossing and turning wasn’t helping you either. Finally you decided that it was getting unbearable. It was then you noticed that you never got a knock on the door from Mercy for your food. Groaning, you climbed out of bed only to notice how cold it felt. You slipped on some slippers that were also extremely soft and warm, before you walked to the door and tried to pull on the handle. It was locked. Of course it was. It's never open in the first place. You sighed and wondered where everyone went. You still felt the rumbling beneath you from the music, so you knew someone was down there, but you just didn’t know who.

Instead of freezing to death, however, you bundled yourself in many different blankets, most soft, fuzzy and warm. Waddling over to the bed you stumbled into your mattress and groaned. You wanted to just fall asleep, but something was keeping you awake. It was a nagging feeling like you just weren’t alone. You crawled your way so that you were leaning against your wall and you also had a view of the room to make sure that there wasn't anyone in there with you.

You were about to crawl back down but then, there was a noise at the door. It was unlocking, you thought, it was probably Mercy finally bringing you your food. However, when the door opened, it was not Mercy. In fact, it was a… boy. Probably a new servant, but still a boy. 

He looked to be about your age, and he was wearing the usual uniform that the servants would wear. He was also carrying a tray. 

Looking at you bundled up in almost all of your blankets, he gave you a small bow, as to not drop the food. You looked at him up and down, before you asked, “Who are you?”

He stood there, before he coughed a little, and said, “I’m the, uh, new butler assigned to bring you food.”

You gave him a look. “I thought Mercy was supposed to bring the food? Where is she?”

The boy looked a little surprised. “She’s, um, a little busy. With Luthor.”

You gave a nod before he brought the food to you. You unwrapped yourself from the blankets and leaned over to him a bit. He had a tray underneath his arm, and he brought it out so he could lay the food on your bed. He then placed both the tray to carry your food and your food itself onto your bed. Opening the cover, it revealed, just as Mercy had said, honey glazed ham and mashed potatoes and gravy. He gave you two cans of Arizona tea- Arizona tea? 

You checked the labels again, surprised that Lex would even give this to you. Usually he gave you a better drink, and something “better”. You did miss the taste of Arizona tea, however, so you didn’t object to getting the tea. Eating your meal, the boy stayed with you while you ate. He didn’t seem to care about you for a minute, before he asked, “What's your name?”

You looked at him to see him close to the bed. You gulped down a piece of ham and said, “____. What's yours?”

“... Damian.”

“Oh, nice. So. When did they hire you?”

Damian did not answer you, but instead asked his own question. “When did you decide to join Lex Luthor?”

You gave him a look. “You must be new around here if you’re asking that.”

Finishing your ham, you moved to the mashed potatoes. “I don’t know why I’m here to be honest. I was taken here a few months ago. I was only found out by a colleague of his a few days ago when they saw me. Or was it a few weeks? I don’t know. I don’t have a calendar. I don’t even know what's going on in the world.” You laughed a little at the last part. However, you saw him start to ask something again.

But then, you had a bright idea. “Hey, speaking of which, what’s happening outside, around the world? People never tell me anything here.”

Damian gave you a look before saying, "Well, Wayne Enterprises is gaining more stock, and Lexcorp isn’t too happy about it."

Putting another piece of potatoes in your mouth, you laughed. "Lex was yelling about that yesterday. Talking about loss of money."

For the next 20 or so minutes, you talked with Damian and laughed with him about different things, and he would also tell you things about the world outside your luxurious penthouse.

Finally, after you finished your food, you put your dishes and trash on the food tray before you gave it to him. "Well. Thank you for keeping me company. Usually only Mercy is allowed to do that.” he nodded and took your tray before he placed it back on the nightstand next to you.

He gave you his hand, before asking, “Lex asked for you to be walked around tonight. He said you haven’t been out of the house for awhile.”

You gave him another look before telling him, “Damian, you do know I was at a gala today for at least 6 hours, right?”

His facade slipped then. You realized that when he stood tall, and he let his arms go to his sides instead of behind his back. At first, you thought he was going to attack you, but instead he pulled something out of his back pocket and he put it on. Then he took off his uniform and-

Oh, shit. 

This was the kid you saw at the top of the building. 

“I’m sure you can tell who I am by the look on your face. My name is Robin, and I’m here to take you away from here.”

~~~~~~

Sneaking past the large doors was easy enough, especially considering the fact that Damian knew what he was doing. He led you through the place like he had lived there, and before you knew it, you were almost to the parking garage. But when you both reached the elevator, instead of going down, he went up. 

Giving him a look, he quickly explained. “People know you’re out: They think you’re alone, and since you don’t know of the rooftop area, they’re all gathered down there to get you.”

“How do you know that-”

“SHHH!” Damian gave you a look and turned to the left corridor that led to the large double doors that led to a lounge. He turned back to the elevator, and when he realized there wasn’t enough time for the elevator to come down, he quickly dragged you over to a large statue and hid you behind it along with himself. 

You tried to listen but being pressed up against a statue was kind of difficult already. However, you did recognize the steps of the person walking. Pride, power- anger. Fast moving, loud, rage, it all sounded like Lex Luthor himself. And he sounded like he was carrying something.

Mercy was with him, you quickly realized, and she sounded a little muffled.

“-the little bitch got me right in the nose, and then I got knocked out, sir. He took one of the uniforms in the closet, he has black hair, he's short, and he doesn’t have his registry on him.”

“Tell that to the guards around the perimeter. Tell them that no one is going to leave this damn place until both ____ and that fucker are found.”

And with that, you heard someone reload a shotgun before heading into the elevator that was now there. 

“Where do you think they’ll be?”

“She only knows the way to the parking garage, so we should look there first, sir. I don’t know how much the other one knows, but-” 

When the elevator started to head down, Damian grabbed your arm and started to drag you towards… somewhere. Mercy was right, you had no idea where anything was. You only knew the way from the parking garage to your room. However, Damian seemed to know where to go. 

“Uh, where are we going again?”

He turned back to you before gesturing to a large metal door. Stairs.

“We’re going to go up there and escape. We have to hurry, though: they will realize you aren’t in the parking garage.”

~~~~~

You were almost out of breath when you finally reached the rooftop. It felt like you were running for your life. It was so thrilling, and yet, the only thing keeping you going was freedom.

It wasn’t like you weren’t unappreciative of the things given to you by Lex, but you missed being able to walk around and be wherever without having 16 guards surrounding you.

Damian said something, but you didn’t hear it due to the blood pumping to your head: It sounded almost relaxing if it wasn’t increasing.

Dragging you around a bit, he whispered something into his comm, and again, you couldn’t hear it, but from the looks of it this entire thing was almost done.

Suddenly, something dropped seemingly from thin air. A rope.

Looking up, you saw a small, but fairly large ship floating right above you. Damian grabbed you by the waist and started to pull you up. You tried to help yourself, but not going anywhere really put a toll on your body, so he did most of the work. As you were halfway there, though, you heard a shot through the air, and turning around, you saw Lex holding a shotgun with multiple guards surrounding both you and Damian. Mercy was with Lex, and she looked pissed off, even with a bloody nose. Damian was also looking around. You heard something from his ear, along the lines of, “Plan B?” to which Damian responded, “Yeah, plan B.”

Suddenly, he cut the rope you both were hanging off of, and while falling, he got you over his shoulder and started to run towards an area where guards weren’t as plentiful. You were able to look up from your spot, but the only thing you saw was Lex reloading and Mercy yelling something. More guards started to chase the both of you, while Damian seemed to be choosing where to go. He suddenly changed directions, sprinting towards the edge of one building. Realizing what he was going to do, you asked, “That’s a 6 story drop, you know!”

He didn’t listen. He instead jumped and while you expected to die, you were glad that you were at least free of the strange man who kept you here. However, you landed on something: hard. It was the ship that tried to get you earlier!

Bringing you inside, you realized he must have jumped onto a platform. He brought you over to a table where he tried to see if you were injured, however, a gunshot made you both duck. Looking out of the closing platform, you saw Lex continuing to shoot at the ship, trying to take it down, but failing. 

You turned back to the occupants of the ship itself and saw three more people besides Damian: One was the one who was standing with him on that rooftop, with two sticks at his sides, one who was tall and had a bright yellow suit on him, and one was at the front of the ship where it was hard to see anything.

The yellow suit guy came up to you first and offered his hand. 

“Hi! My codename is Signal, but you can call me Duke. What’s your name?”

______

wow!! that was fun to write!!! I might write a third part but that yanpapa starro anon... ur on to something. Also I need to start on part 3 of "how symbiotes stole you from one another that led to that one trilogy about toxin playing uno with you to getting drugged by cletus kassady". yay! anyways, love you so much, with lots of love,

- knull anon

Bonus:

Lex was beyond pissed. His guards failed at the one thing they were supposed to be good at, and they failed. And it cost him his daughter, too. Mercy was the only thing keeping him from going on a rampage, telling him that the batkids probably had many hiding spots, that they manipulated you into going with them, all other things.

“I want you to find out where they took her and why. Oh, also, if you do find the one who took her?” Mercy nodded, awaiting orders. “I want him alive. I want to kill him myself.”

She nodded again and walked out of his office. As Lex started to walk back to his desk, he noticed there was still reminisce of glass on it. He looked at the broken window where Mercy said she had thrown the strange boy who had taken _____, before he climbed back up and knocked her out. Sighing, he let his hands curl into fists, before he grabbed the chair and threw it across the room, and then he flipped the table.

Rage was all that he could feel at the moment. No one knew of her existence: Who would’ve known? Who had met her and had such an interest that they had to take her from him? What happened-

Suddenly remembering the gala, Lex felt his face become hot and red. He was feeling more furious than he had ever been. He stormed over to one of the beautiful statues he owned in his office, before he pulled out another shotgun from the leg of the stone. He walked over to a different statue holding something in its hand, just in his reach, and picked it up. It was ammunition, and reloaded it so it was full. He stomped out of his office, ignoring glass that cut into his shoes.

“Bruce Wayne…” Luthor whispered to himself, getting his phone to call Mercy. 

“I’m going to kill you.”

Oh, wow! You’re really something, Knull anon! This was exceptional! *chef’s kiss* 🥰😍💚💕💖

#anxious answers #knull anon

[stillness-in-green]

(Everyone clamoring about the info in 335) Me:...Oh hell yeah!~ Geten's 3rd Adviser made it out!~

Usual disclaimer: I'm going to keep using what names I've made up for these people until Hori tells me different. Today that's Brand, Scarecrow and Nimble, Geten's 3rd and Spinner's 2nd and 1st.

Yes!! I'm a chapter late getting to this ask, but a thousand times yes! And I beg your forgiveness, anon, but I need to gloat for a bit here, because while I've very happy to see Brand made it--he's got one of my favorite designs of the advisors, and I'm so curious about what his quirk is that he's in the Guerilla Warfare unit but rushed out to take the field with what appears to be a regular old katana in hand--the one I'm actually most pleased with is Big Sis Bindi! Geten's Number 2!

You know...

See, I'd already figured that Hose Face had made it out--he killed Midnight on his way out; of course he would show back up eventually. Scarecrow had been with him, so he was probably all right as well. Likewise, we saw Brand escaping on foot, with a few others (most notably Dabi's Number 1, who I notice is not in the panel in 335, unless he turns out to be the largest of those shadowy figures in the background), and that same panel was used when the escaped PLF members were first brought up, so he was still a decently safe bet.

But Big Sis Bindi!! I had previously headcanoned (here, down in the section for Nimble) that she'd made it out, based entirely on the fact that she'd been in the crowd of people that came up against Edgeshot and Midnight in the first rush--the ones that got, courtesy of the Number 4 Hero, tiny puncture wounds in their lungs--but wasn't shown in the group of detained advisors in Chapter 296. She was the only advisor who we saw run afoul of a named heroic character who was unaccounted for afterward--every other advisor who we specifically saw go up against a named hero/hero student either explicitly escaped or was shown to be a captive in the aftermath.

I remember when I was collecting pictures of all the advisors' appearances, I was very annoyed to notice Big Sis Bindi in the crowd Edgeshot took down--at least Taser Face and Hole Punch Face got enough panels dedicated to them that we had a good idea of what their quirks were! She was one of only four women advisors (give or take Fair Use Bot and similar ambiguously gendered advisors) and she just got taken out with her back to the camera in the middle of a crowd scene--lame!

When I subsequently realized she wasn't in the group of captives, then, I just ran with it. Decided that, until we found out otherwise from the manga, Big Sis Bindi managed to claw herself off the battlefield once the heroes' attention was elsewhere, met up with Nimble, and the two of them herded out a small group of escapees when it became obvious that the battle was lost.

And lo and behold, as of this chapter, we now know she and Nimble both made it out, and I couldn't be happier. I'm fascinated to know how Big Sis Bindi and Brand, being hand-picked advisors for the most nakedly quirk supremacist MLA character, are rolling with Scarecrow's fiery rhetoric about Re-Destro being a captive of the old ways, but Spinner, now there's someone who can become the new symbol of Liberation.

I will, of course, be even more unbearably smug if it turns out that neither they nor Hose Face care as much about Spinner's weak quirk as they do how well he's putting said quirk to use for the Great Cause.

Anyway, as has been the case since it became apparent that the erstwhile MLA wasn't going to win the day at the Villa, I will continue to hope that the escaped advisors get anything more interesting to do than "provide fodder fights for the second- and third-stringers in Class A during the endgame." In the meantime, thank you, anon, and other followers, for putting up with my burbling every time my obsessive attentiveness to Every MLA Panel Ever pays off.

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bhna #plf advisors #geten #paranormal liberation front #meta liberation army #stillness answers

[aceofspadegrass]

Pancake Day, but Better

Characters: Niragi Suguru, Dori Sakurada, Last Boss, Cabot, Aguni Morizono, Chishiya Shuntaro, Hatter

Genre: Crack Part 2, now with pancakes.

1.9k words

Prompt: Can you do like a sequel for that dori and niragi crack,cause i want to see dori in pancake day and introducing himself to chishiya,last boss(and catbot)aguni,and hatter. And i have an urge that maybe hatter would like him because how he dresses himself how hatter likes it to be,also chishiya would just go up to niragi and say" Wow, he's actually even more better then you niragi. Maybe he's smarter then you too" As he walks away leaving a a angry niragi - @a-simp-20

(Counts as a Part 2 to this)

*Rubs hands together* Heck yeah, more gentle chaos. Time to gently bully this giraffe lizard man again.

Now with the added addition of pancakes! Fun times for all!

Despite the laws of the Borderlands and the highly likely chance that nobody knows the actual date that passes by, people still managed to produce what someone offhandedly referred to as the 'Borderlands Holy Day'.

Now, what pray tell was the Borderlands Holy Day? Was it a religion?

Despite the fact that it had 'Holy' in its name, no. It wasn't a religion. Although if someone tried hard enough it could become almost like a cult. Wouldn't be the first time.

So what was it?

Well, obviously.....

It was Pancake Friday. The greatest day of the century. The premise was simple enough: Every Friday everyone gets a pancake. A single pancake. Want more? Well, you better bet and compete for other people's pancakes. The only thing more exhilarating to the members of the Beach than winning games and living another day to party and do fuck-all was Pancake Day.

So, of course, when Friday rolled around, people weren't thinking of anything except the spoils of little bets and competitions over the week, thick fluffy pancakes topped with whatever they pleased and whatever the Beach had in stock at the time. Even Niragi was thinking about pancakes, because what's better than bragging about how many pancakes you got that week?

Nothing, that's what.

Pancake Day was great.

Niragi walks down the corridor with the strut of a man that knew he was feared, and he heads to the dining area where the pancakes would inevitably be given out. People were already there, a few making last minute bets in an attempt to win just a little extra amount for the day. Niragi found it almost amusing. Such a pitiful sight. Niragi himself had already gained a total of four whole pancakes, two of which he won off of some idiot who just thought he was really pretty.

" There's a lot of people here. It must be really important, right?" A smooth voice pipes up from just a little behind him, and Niragi is reminded quite forcefully that he didn't come here alone.

" Of course it's important, it's Pancake Day! Haven't you ever heard of it?" Niragi spat, Sakurada merely shrugging and walking away to talk to other members of the Beach. Niragi scoffs and storms away. At least he didn't have to think about the other him anymore, no matter how neat he looked.

He ends up finding Last Boss standing in the corner by himself, watching everyone else with a self made distance, leaning against his katana. His cat was chilling right besides his foot, apparently having her snack before the pancakes came out and making quiet eating noises. Niragi made sure not to accidentally step on her, which wasn't that hard to do. Niragi stares at Last Boss almost expectantly, waiting for even the slightest hint of a greeting, but all the other man does is stare ahead, lost in his own thought.

So, like a completely normal person would do to a guy ignoring the other, Niragi starts poking Last Boss in the side with his sniper rifle.

" Hey. Hey. Hey. You awake?"

Last Boss just continues to ignore him, and Niragi's pokes get a little harder the more he gets ignored. " Hey! Why are you ignoring me! Come on!"

Last Boss finally looks in his direction, and Niragi grins in victory, Last Boss just staring at him blankly. " Fucking finally, you were ignoring me."

Last Boss just continues to remain silent, but Niragi didn't care, instead putting his rifle back to balance on his shoulder as he looks out among the people still puttering about. Niragi could barely make out that Sakurada guy, who was talking to some random nobodies, Niragi scoffing to himself. He points him out to Last Boss, whose gaze follows the direction of Niragi's slender finger.

" See that one? Yeah, that one busted into my room and kept spraying me with water, the nerve of that guy."

Last Boss mutters something under his breath, Niragi not picking it up properly. He glances at Last Boss suspiciously, Last Boss just continuing to stare off at Sakurada without any sign of emotion on his tattooed face. Niragi groans, and he looks back in the direction of Sakurada, only to see that somehow the bastard has disappeared. Niragi frowns and looks around from where he stood to see whether he could see him again, but no dice.

The area was getting more and more full the longer Niragi tried looking, to the point that he gave up even trying. At some point Last Boss' cat had finished her snack, and he could feel Cabot rubbing her body across his legs as well just for the hell of it. He looks down at the feline, Cabot just doing her own thing like she usually did.

" Hey you little fuck. What's up." Niragi mutters down at the cat, Cabot just continuing on her little rub spree before going over to Last Boss and meowing loudly until Last Boss bent down and picked her up, Cabot resting happily with her butt in the crook of Last Boss' arm and her head and front paws draped over his shoulder.

Niragi rolls his eyes at the sight, and finally the time had come, Hatter walking in with the utmost grace, people cheering him like they do every time they see the man, with Aguni not that far behind. Niragi and Last Boss head towards the little stage Hatter insisted needed to be built for Pancake Day, standing in position as Aguni joins them, Hatter going up to the Pancake Podium.

" Greetings everyone! Today is the glorious and absolutely magnificent Pancake Day! I hope all of you have worked hard to acquire your pancakes!" Hatter shouts with arms outstretched like a bird's, people cheering and whooping excitedly. " I, for one, have a total of five whole pancakes, as throughout the week I have worked hard to get them from my loyal and beautiful members, and that one person who sadly perished in a game and bequeathed their pancakes to me for many months to come! May their soul be at rest, the courage of them~" Hatter announces, the crowd going wild.

" Now, may the pancakes commence!"

People scattered to tables near immediately, and the kitchen doors open as the designated chefs come out with the freshly made pancakes on carts. Niragi and Last Boss end up following Aguni and the rest of the executives plus Hatter to what was apparently the special table, used only by them.

Niragi grins as he leans back in his chair. At least Sakurada would stay away for now-

" Oh, there you are!"

Speak of the devil. Niragi shuts his eyes in annoyance as his clone comes over. Several pairs of eyes shoot to him, and despite his eyes being closed, Niragi could still feel the smug and interested smile Chishiya was giving off.

" Oh? And who are you, you splendid looking being?" Hatter's voice rings out. " Your outfit is immaculate, but I have never seen you before. No, wait...... I have seen you! Except less fancier. And usually with a hat. Who is sitting right there."

Niragi wanted to shoot this man so bad.

"My name is Sakurada Dori, it is very nice to meet you." Sakurada greets them.

Niragi finally bothers to open his eyes as Hatter stands up, and apparently does a quick check over of Sakurada, nodding to himself. " Yes, you are absolutely stunning. I love what you've done!"

" Are you the one that made Niragi take off his hat?" Aguni asks, low and stoic as always. Niragi rolls his eyes at that. He didn't intend to get rid of his hat, Sakurada just kind of yeeted it outside his window without even asking. The nerve of this guy.

Sakurada quickly nods. " I will get him another hat eventually, as I promised, but only as long as he shoots his gun responsibly!"

" Is that so...." Aguni mutters, and just kind of nods like a sort of proud dad.

Hatter grins even wider, and claps Sakurada across the back. " Now that's some courage! Hey, what say you, would you like one of Niragi's pancakes? As a sign of strength!"

" What?!" Niragi shouts, and he stands up, slamming the table. Aguni watches him quietly, as does Last Boss, the latter just staring more than a tired gaze like Aguni was sporting at the moment. " You can't do that!"

" But I can! I'm the leader after all, I can say what I want, and what I want is practically law here, Niragi. Remember who your boss is." Hatter smiles at Niragi in that sort of way that Niragi hated, but a firm tap on his arm by Aguni made him relent, Niragi angrily muttering to himself as he sat back down.

" Ah, thank you very much, but I don't need to take his-"

" Nonsense, you deserve it! Besides, Niragi already gets... how many?"

" Well I had four, but apparently not anymore."

" Three is plenty for you! Anyways, so that means you get two pancakes, you funky little ball of glory!" Hatter states.

" Are you sure? Is that alright with you Niragi?" Sakurada looks to the man, Niragi just grumbling some more.

" Don't worry about him, he'll get over it." Chishiya mentions, and Niragi quickly glares at him, Chishiya casually looking back with that damn smug ass smile on his lips.

" Fucking undercooked egg white." Niragi mutters under his breath, Chishiya just continuing to smirk.

Still, the pancakes arrive to their table, Hatter inviting Sakurada to sit with them for the day so he could talk about fashion, mainly about what kinds of hats the other liked, Sakurada easily falling into conversation with him. Niragi just drowns his now three pancakes in maple sauce, grumbling under his breath.

Last Boss was watching Niragi just nearby, eating his single pancake as Cabot got to treat herself to two whole cat-specified pancakes like she deserved, and goes to whisper to his cat, Cabot flicking her tail a little at whatever Last Boss muttered.

" You have a very nice cat there! It must be enjoying everything since it appears to be very well cared for and happy." Sakurada mentions at one point, Last Boss staring at Sakurada silently. Sakurada just politely smiles back, and Last Boss just slowly blinks, then nods.

" Thank.... you." Last Boss says, and Cabot looks up finally, and bumps her body against Last Boss, the man quietly petting her as Sakurada watches with a happy expression at how sweet the sight was. Sakurada makes small clicking nosies in an attempt to beckon the cat over to him, Cabot meowing and wandering over curiously, sniffing at Sakurada's fingers before letting herself get pet by the man softly. " She seems to like me already!" Sakurada says happily, Last Boss slowly nodding.

" That's good. She likes being pet gently." Last Boss mutters, and even Hatter tried to get in on the cat patting session.

" Hey Niragi." Chishiya's voice catches Niragi's attention, and he looks up at him, already despising of what he was about to spew out from his lips. The limestone fox man just smiles at him, pancakes already gone from his plate.

" The fuck do you want now."

" Your clone is actually way better than you. Perhaps even smarter than whatever half brain you have up there." Chishiya remarks, and with that he stands up and walks away from the table, immediately sliding himself into a group of people leaving and disappearing from his sight.

" YOU LITTLE FUC-" He whips out his gun, ready to chase Chishiya down and kill him like he always wanted to.

Water gets immediately sprayed on his face the second he stands up again, Niragi sputtering. " No. Bad Niragi."

#aib #alice in borderland #aib fanfic #alice in borderland fanfic #niragi suguru #sakurada dori #last boss #takatora samura #hatter #takeru danma #morizono aguni #chishiya shuntaro #last boss deserves a cat #sakurada got more pancakes just by existing #again i attempted to put in everything you said #treat niragi like a misbehaving cat they said #it'll be fine they said #cabot got her two pancakes like she deserves #chishiya is a magic pancake eater now #cabot bonding with everyone while last boss chills in the background #also hatter would totally ask for a podium just to announce Pancake Day #it's for the dramatics #and look at hatter #he got his extra bequeathed month pancakes from the will!

[frzntrx]

(Part of the “For the First Time in Forever Fic-verse)

(Elsa's POV)

I woke up at about 2:30 am... I was just... thirsty. I got up and went to the kitchen to get water, no sooner had I gotten my glass of water halfway down the hall when I heard a low moan, like somebody in pain.

The glass dropped out of my hand and hit the ground, bounced about three times, spilling water everywhere, then shattered.

It was coming from Loki's room.

Shit. Somebody broke in and was trying to kill him in his sleep.

I looked around for something I could use, then I saw this framed katana or samurai sword or something on the wall, I knocked it off the wall, efficiently breaking the glass to remove it without making a ton of noise that would alert the intruder of my presence.

I crept towards his door, brandishing the sword, then flung it open,

But nobody was there...

I was so confused, then he started moaning again, this time I could see him writhing in his sleep like he was in pain, clawing at the sheets.

Oh shit.

I'd had some bad nightmares before but oh my god this was the most intense scary thing I had ever seen.

"N-no... you can't... w-wait... please..."

I was just... sad... I didn't know who or what he was dreaming of, but I wished it could just... make it go away.

Then he tossed, rolling over on his side,

"Just... leave her alone."

I was stunned,

He was having a nightmare... about losing his mother? I knew they were pretty close.

"Shh... shh..." I murmured, sitting down beside him and stroking his head,

"It's okay... you're okay..." I cooed

"Don't hurt her... please." He whimpered in his sleep, and a tear slipped down my cheek,

"Loki... it's okay..." I murmured,

"Not E-Elsa... no... please."

Then I froze. He was having a nightmare... of somebody hurting... me.

I had never seen this softer side of him even when we were children.

I mean, yes he was sweet... but he was also... almost as restrained as I was... and very quiet.

So to see these raw emotions creep up to the surface... raw emotions that I never realized were even there... it was... startling.

I wasn't sure what to do... I didn't want to leave... I was worried if Loki found out I walked in on him having a nightmare about me... he'd get embarrassed because his very well hidden emotions had slipped out unawares. But I couldn't leave him... and I couldn't just watch him suffer.

So I did the only thing I could think of at the moment... I sang mamas lullaby... stroking his face and hair gently like mama did for me when I was a tiny girl.

"Norðanvindur strýkur haf

Þar er áin, allra minninga

Sofðu, ástin, blítt og vært

Því allt hún geymir okkur kært..."

To my surprise it actually started to work, he stopped thrashing around like he was being attacked at least,

"Þar hún streymir, djúp og breið

Og þér sýnir þína ævileið

Kafðu djúpt í hennar hljóm

En ekki of langt þá færð þinn dóm..."

He sighed, turning onto his side in his sleep, and I smiled gently,

"Hún syngur allt sem syngja má

Hún syngur um þinn töfradraum

En líka um þá sem hug þinn hrjá

Þolir þú þann stríða straum?”

I sighed, remembering us playing together as children as the song started to come to a close…

I loved him… but… it could never happen… He was destined for someone else…

“Norðanvindur strýkur haf

Þar er móðir sem sögur gaf

Komdu, ástin, heima er vært

Þar allt við finnum okkur kært..."

And thankfully he seemed to have drifted off into a different dream, and I sighed in relief, kissed his forehead and curled up next to him,

"Good night Loki... I love you." I murmured, as I fell asleep next to him.

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