#someone talk to her and shes like ‘huh sorry i was thinking about cake’

[moumouton4]

Hello there! I was thinking if you want to write more for Mash but if you wanna write another characters, that’s fine! I’m sorry I just live my boy Mash🥺❤️

7 Minutes In Heaven || Mashle Burnedead x fem!reader

A/n : Finally made it omg it too me so much time but it really worth it. Hope you all enjoy it 🍦🥮

Warning : Fluf fluf fluff, I tried comedy since the first season gave us almost only this, still trying to make it a strong suit 😂

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Word count : 2011

You were all sitting in a circle on the wooden floor of Mashle and Finn’s dorm. It was only supposed to be a nice and chill afternoon gathering with all your friends, as y’all had the afternoon free for the first time in the year. Lemon had brought cup cakes, Dot a lot of candies, you the drinks and Lance, well, Lance only brought himself but it was the intention that counted. Of course a lot of puff creams were present at your little party.

The atmosphere was light and cheerful, everyone was talking and laughing. After a moment, y’all reached the agreement that it was time to play a game or two. After a few proposals, truth or dare was the first game to catch everyone’s attention.

“Come on ! Come on !” everyone cheered.

“I’m not going to answer this” Lance stated, as a pink hue spread on his cheekbones ( if you ask nicely I can tell you what question he was asked hehe )

“Okay… then I dare you to give me your necklace for the rest of the day !” Dot laughed loudly like an antagonist ( Light Yagami supremacy )

Lance’s hand flew to his jewel that he clutched in his hand “Fine fine I’ll answer” he said looking away “3 times…. Happy now ?”

“Yes very” smugly said the red haired man.

Then it was your turn and Lemon, who was in a very playful mood sing-sang “Y/n truth or dare ?”

You looked in front of you, you just knew by the tone of her voice that she was going to do something, your eyes met Mashle’s and then hers. She fricking knew ! And she was surely going to add her touch to it. You were focused on the truth part, thinking about all the possibilities of questions that could be asked. So you went with the dare.

“Dare” you said, half reassured about what was to come.

“I dare you too…” she thought about it looking everywhere around the room, and then her eyes landed - as if faith had decided it - on the door of the storage room of the dorm. A smirk appeared on her lips as she stated “I dare you to stay in there with Mashle for 7 minutes” her finger pointed towards the nearby door.

Your eyes widened “Huh ?!? Did you even go there ? It’s so narrow, we won’t never fit…” as you continued trying to find your wait out of this dare, Mashle sat there, looking at the people speaking, his head looking at one side and the at the other - as if he was watching a tennis game - a puff cream in his hand as he munched on it. He seemed… unfazed, true to his form.

“Nah Y/n it’s your dare. You don’t want to be a loser now, do you ?” she teased knowing that you were far from being someone to let herself be pushed around.

“Fine I accept the dare. But now it’s his turn to say if he is up to or not” you hoped he would refuse so that the next truth would be on him, but as much you wanted him to accept, find yourself in this enclosed space, so so close to his strong body…

“No no no !” a roaring voice abruptly stopped your train of thoughts “Why is he the one allowed to be in there with her ! He is already stealing all the girls’ attention ! That’s unfair ! I want to be with her there too !” Dot continued, his exuberant personality on full displated, making you all chuckle, Lance sigh and Mashle look at him with indifference.

“Why is being in a closet part of the game ?” he asked, his mouth still stuffed with the sweet pastry ( that’s a pleonasm lmao of course it’s sweet )

“It’s like seven minutes in heaven, you know the game” added Finn, who tried to explain to his friend.

“You mean seven minutes in a closet ?” the raven haired boy asked rather matter of factly.

“In heaven idiot !” chipped in Dot, who was still very unhappy that Mashle was the one who could enjoy the company of a female “It’s a gorgeous woman you’ll be with, not some brooms !”

His words touched your heart, making you blush, it’s been years you know him and yet you still can’t keep a straight face when he says this kind of thing.

“We don’t have any brooms”

“OOH COME ON JUST ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION !”

“Yeah it’s easy to stay in a closet” Mashle finally answered, making Lemon smile as she got up and rushed to you, ready to push you in the storage room with the boy she knew you liked.

With his long legs, Mashle was within a second in front of the door, ready to open it “Nooo !” screamed Finn “That’s fine Imma open it for you guys” he said sweating, he didn’t really want to have another door to be replaced again.

Mashle didn’t say anything and entered docilely in the storage room. You followed suit as Lemon literally threw you inside. You also almost crashed to him - and his huge muscles gahh - sending a wave of red on your cheeks. The door closed rather roughly, because of how excited your friend was.

“Enjoy your seven minutes in heaven guys” she shouted, so that you could hear her.

“Yeah but don’t get too cozy in there” Dot screamed from behind the door.

Now it was just you and him - and your over-beating heart. You wondered if he could hear it in this dimly lit room, though knowing him he wouldn’t have even noticed. You felt your face getting warmer, it felt like you were in a dream. Like how come you even got you and him in this narrow room. Your brain was working at full speed to manage and find something to talk about and not make these seven minutes the most cringy and awkward seven minutes of both your lives - again Mashle doesn’t even seem to know those feelings.

As you were about to say something he went first “What are we supposed to do in there ?”

Did he seriously not have a single clue ( of course not 😂 )

“W-well, usually people talk and see if they like each other more than friends… I guess” your brain was actually sweating, trying not to blurt out that you’re so in love with him since the second day - because seriously on the first one he looked pretty dumb.

“Okay…” he said, looking down at you. He was pretty tall, besides the narrowed space was close to pressing you together, so as he spoke to you you could almost feel his breath on your hair “And what happens if they do ?”

Your eyes widened slightly, you clearly weren’t expecting this answer coming from him, since when was he so invested in a discussion that wasn’t about puff creams. You swallowed hoping that your voice wouldn’t crack as you answer.

“T-they kiss ?” you said, rather as if it was more a question than an answer, your arms raising at your sides to show you weren’t sure 🤷‍♀️ - you were “O-of course they have to both agree about their feelings”

“Okay. Do you like me ?” he said bluntly. You choked on your spit “Huh ?!? W-why are you asking this ?”

“Well to know if you like me too, so that I can kiss you, like the game says” he simply said, as if he didn’t at all reveal to you that he liked you and wanted to kiss you. You hoped he at least knew the game wasn’t actually demanding him to act on his feelings if he didn’t want to.

“Erm- huh… you know… well… yes ?” you said, almost scared there could be a wrong answer to his question.

As soon as the words left you lips he somehow managed to come closer to you, his chest was now pressed against your, if you leaned you could set your head on his strong body.

“Can I kiss you ?” he asked. And now your throat clearly couldn't speak any words. You only nodded. He leaned in, his hair slightly grazing the top of your hair. You looked up at him, gosh he was breathtaking even in this closet. Leaning further down, his breath fanned over your lips “I’m going to kiss you now”

And with that his lips - finally - made contact with yours in a soft almost shy kiss, as if he was scared - in the back of his head - to hurt you in any way or do something that could be seen as wrong or inappropriate. On the other side of the kiss you melted against his mouth, his lips tasted like whipped cream and sugar. But then soon, too soon, he pulled away. His cheeks were somehow flushed and for the first time you’ve seen his gaze avert from yours as if he was being… shy ? about the whole thing, after everything he has said before.

You gently wrapped your arms around his neck, so as not to startle him and brought your head closer to his “Do mind if I ?” you didn’t even need to finish your sentence that his voice, now hoarse came out breathlessly “Yes”

You kissed him, your eyes closing ( I seriously his would stay open in the beginning and you’d have to be like “Mashle can you close them it's weird” lmao. Not saying you can’t keep them open if you want though ) This time, he wrapped his arms around you drawing you even closer, his kiss was a bit clumsy and seriously you were almost suffocating in his embrace but still it was an amazing moment.

He turned his head to deepen the kiss, your nose brushed, eliciting a quiet giggle from you. He smiled in the kiss. This was different from everything he has ever known, he silently promised himself to protect you with everything he could, just like he promised his father. After you broke the kiss he took a sharp intake of breath as his sole action put him in a state of out of breathness that he never encountered before. Maybe that was being in love.

Not long after the door opened as Lemon’s head picked inside, soon followed by Dot’s who was very eager to see if anything had happened and if Mashle had yet again stolen another woman of this damn school. You both jumped away from each other, Mashle almost went through the wall.

“The seven minutes are over !”

“No please don’t tell me you’ve got her too ?!?” in reality Mashle didn’t get any girl from the beginning of his curriculum. There was just Dot being overly jealous, because he didn’t attract any women like he would have wanted.

“Iiiiiiiih Y/n ! You did it girl !” she wanted to hug you tightly but three people couldn't enter the storage room at the same time, so she waited for you to come out. She almost tackled you to the ground.

Mashle went back to sit down, his cheeks still reddened from the kisses you shared in that enclosed space. Both Finn and Lance looked at him weirdly as if they had seen something totally out of the ordinary, and it was. The raven haired boy, even apart from you, couldn't keep his eyes from drifting to your form. Hugging you or kissing you more seemed very enticing and soothing at the moment.

“Y-you okay Mashle ?” asked Finn, looking at him and then back at you, who was coming to sit back down with the others.

“Yeah I just wish the game wasn’t called after seven minutes. It’s too short” he said, biting in yet another puff cream, as if he yet again didn’t confess something rather personal. The other boy blushed at the admission. Dot continued grumbling in the background and Lance was looking through the window, trying to act unfazed and tough. Your eyes met Mashle’s and he gave you a smile before extending a puff cream at you. Yes it was clearly his way of saying that he loved you.

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[tgmsunmontue]

The Roost

Hangster AU MeetCute. 2k. (Teen for swearing but more General). Complete. The Dagger Squadron have put Jake in charge of organizing a cake for Mav's 60th birthday and retirement celebration. Little does he know he's just asked Mav's son to make it.

                “What…?”

                “Fucks sake Jake! Pay attention! You can organize the cake. You can’t fuck that up. Find someone good, ask them to make it and deliver it, and then that’s you done. Think you can manage that Bagman?”

                “Yeah yeah, I can manage a fucking cake.”

…            …            …

                He walks into The Roost, a small boutique café and bakery which has nothing but five star ratings and looks around. It’s homey out front, squishy armchairs, low tables and nothing matches. He can see a gleaming commercial kitchen through a small window though and he heads toward the counter. There’s a young woman pressing a key repeatedly on a retro-looking till and he approaches and smiles. She doesn’t smile back, just looks bored and he feels a little unsettled.

                “Hi, I was wondering who I could talk to about ordering a cake…?”

                “When do you need it?”

                Jake names the date and she frowns, looking at an iPad.

                “I’m going to have to ask the boss. He’s got that day blocked out. One sec.”

                “BRADLEY!”

                There’s some clattering out the back and then a guy comes through the door to the kitchen and he’s wearing chef whites, head covered in one of those little hats and he’s looking a little stressed out. He’s kind of hot though, Jake wouldn’t say no to a 3D special (drink, dinner and dick).

                “You know, you could walk out the back and tell me someone needs to talk to me, rather than yell…”

                “I could. But I won’t. Why change the habit of a lifetime? He wants to order a cake. Same day you have blocked out in three weeks…”

                “Sorry about her, family you know…”

                “You wish I was… I don’t get paid to be here.”

                “Sorry again, our parents are friends. It’s a long story. What are you after?”

                “Uh, just something for maybe seventy people? It’s a surprise birthday and retirement celebration thing…”

                For some reason that gets a sharp look, narrow eyes and Jake wonders what he said wrong.

                “Who is this for?”

                “Uh, does it matter?”

                “Humor me?”

                “Captain Peter Mitchell. He’s my most recent CO.”

                “You’re ordering a cake for a surprise birthday party for Captain Mitchell,” Bradley says, and his expression is flat and Jake wonders what the hell his problem is. This is awful fucking customer service, how has this guy gotten nothing but five stars? Given them all blow jobs?

                “Did anyone send you here?” The guy asks, like he’s suddenly suspicious about Jake’s cake ordering habits.

                “No. I just looked up the place with the best reviews…”

                “Huh. Okay. I can make this work. Do you have any idea of what you want?”

                “Uh. No. I was just put in charge of organizing the cake.”

                “Do you know his favorite flavor?”

                “No. I’m not in the habit of canvassing my commanding officers opinions on cake flavors.”

                “You’re a naval aviator as well.”

                Jake frowns, because the tone of voice is tired, but also isn’t phrased at a question at all, more like a statement and he really wants to know what he did that pissed this guy off. And actually, now that he thinks about it he never mentioned Maverick being a pilot, let alone himself.

                “How did you know I was a naval aviator?”

                “Lucky guess. And I’ll wing it in terms of flavors and decorations… You can trust me.”

                Jake’s not sure he fucking can, and Trace will have his balls in a vice if he fucks this up, but then he’s filling in a form, giving over his credit card details and arranging a pickup time so okay, that seems like the guy actually knows his shit and will come through, despite the paper forms and old-looking till with broken buttons.

…            …            …

                He’s been advised to bring someone to help him with the cake and he’s not sure why he needs help until he sees it, a stunning three-tier in navy and gold, a glittering sixty on the top with gold frosting looking like it’s dripping down the sides of each tier. Carefully placed in delicate looking piles are small piles of chocolates and macarons. It looks amazing and he’s glad he followed through with getting it from here, the reviews were clearly not lying.

                “Is that the cake?’ Phoenix asks, looking at it and Jake nods slowly, because there’s no other cakes awaiting pick-up. The cabinet is also almost empty, and there’s a sign up reminding people that the shop is closed for the entire weekend as well as the following Monday and Tuesday. Whatever big event that Bradley had blocked out, which reminds him that he’s probably done Jake a huge favor by adding this cake to his workload.

                “I – yeah. I think so. Holy shit…”

                He sees Bradley coming out.

                “Hi, you like it?”

                “Yeah. It’s amazing. Thank you… uh. How much more do I owe you?” Jake asks, because he’d paid a hundred dollar deposit and then stupidly not asked how much more it might be, but it’s got to be a couple more at least.

                “I’m glad you like it. And there’s nothing owing.”

                “What? That’s… not enough for all this.”

                “Call it a friends and family discount,” Bradley says, looking amused.

                Phoenix’s eyebrows are up, looking between the two of them and Jake cannot believe the guy just said that.

                “I hope you enjoy the party tomorrow.”

                “I… thanks.”

                “Did you want to come? To the party?”

                Jake stares at her incredulously. because she can’t just invite random people to Mav’s birthday and retirement party.

                “Thanks, but I already have plans. Some other time though…” he says, catching Jake’s eye and oh, holy shit, that’s an open invitation right there. Okay then.

                “Yeah, I know where you work.”

                “I’ll be seeing you then.”

                “You sure will.”

…            …            …

                Somehow the cake fits in perfectly with all the decorations of the party and he keeps getting complements on his good taste, and he just smiles and nods, because he has no idea how the fuck this worked out so well. There are gold balloons and streamers, the restaurant is outfitted with navy tablecloths and it’s like the cake frosting has been color matched. He’ll have to find a way of thanking Bradley for making him look good, even it was a complete coincidence.

                There’s far too much brass here for Jake’s liking, but no one is in uniform, everyone more or less relaxed, and everyone here long before the time when Mav is meant to arrive with his family. A family that Jake’s only recently learnt existed, but maybe a man he’s recently gotten engaged to and a grown son. At least those are the rumors, and they’re rumors because Maverick has refused to answer any questions when asked. They only know about the engagement being real because they’d heard Admiral Simpson begrudgingly congratulate Mav several months ago, not long after they’d returned safely and the Dagger Squadron had been permanently formalized by Admiral Kazansky.

                “Okay! Everyone quiet, lights off, they’re two minutes away!”

                The room is plunged into almost darkness, the little golden lights on the tables and hanging from the ceiling offering some ambient light. Everyone falls quiet, Admiral Simpson having given quite firm instructions on what was expected and how the whole thing is meant to operate. He can hear voices approaching, one of the waitstaff, and then the light is being flicked on:

                “SURPRISE!”

                “Fucking hell!”

                Laughter around the room at Mav’s shout back, but then there’s laughter coming from Mav as well as he takes in the assembled friends and colleagues, and Jake’s pretty sure some of the people present are purely there to ensure Maverick is actually definitely retiring. What draws his eye though are the men standing beside Mav, because one is Admiral Kazansky, which is a shock, and a little voice in his head yells surprise! Then he looks at the other man, and he’s not in chef whites, instead dressed almost purely in black, is Bradley. Baker of birthday cake Bradley.

                Maverick’s son Bradley?

                Almost as if he said his name Bradley is meeting his eye and then winking at him and fuck, that’s why he’d known Mav was a naval aviator. Why he’d said he already had plans tonight. Why he probably knew the fucking color scheme… The family and friends discount. He finds himself laughing and Bradley gives him a big grin, bending down to say something into Mav’s ear.

                “Is that the guy we picked the cake up from yesterday?” Phoenix asks, appearing suddenly at his side.

                “Yep.”

                “Huh, no wonder he was asking me all those questions about the colors, I thought he was trying to coordinate himself to the decorations, not the cake.”

                Jake laughs again, can see Maverick and Bradley making their way over, the Admiral following in their wake, bemused smile on his face and Jake steels himself for the upcoming conversation, not sure which way it might go. He’d consider Mav a friend, someone he’s grown to respect deeply. Admiral Kazansky is the COMPACFLT although his term is coming to an end, so maybe he won’t have to navigate that particular mental hurdle if… he looks at Bradley and yeah, if he’s going to try dating Mav’s son then yeah, there are going to be some mental hurdles.

                “Hangman! My godson Bradley.”

                “We’ve met, nice to make the connection.”

                “And my ex-boyfriend Tom!”

                “You’re not funny,” Admiral Kazansky says, looking resigned.

                “It’s because he’s my fiancé now,” Mav says, grinning widely and Jake doesn’t think he’s ever seen him quite this happy, even when they’d survived their mission it had been edged with hysterical relief of not being dead. This is pure joy and he finds he’s genuinely happy for him.

                “Yeah, I got it. Congratulations. And happy birthday.”

                “So you made the cake?” Mav asks, turning to Bradley and he nods, winks at Jake again. “You just had to put my age on it didn’t you?”

                “Mav, it’s like you don’t know me at all…”

                “Just be glad he didn’t make you sixty-five or seventy…” Admiral Kazansky says, and he draws Mav away, glancing between Jake and Bradley with a small smile.

                “So… Hi again.”

                “Yeah. Hi. Why didn’t you say anything?”

                “Well, I considered turning it down, but then I’d have to have dealt with eating cake made by someone else. And then I realized that this was just kind of funny… Gotta get my kicks where I can. Had to turn down a hot date to be here and everything.”

                “You did huh?”

                “Yep. And I’ve spent all day decorating another cake for tomorrow. There is going to be so much left-over cake. It’s going to be ridiculous.”

                “Cake for breakfast…?” Jake suggests, because he’s just realized he actually has no idea what flavor the cake is, but he knows whatever it is Mav will at least like it.

                “Actually… What are you doing tomorrow?”

                “Uh, probably recovering from tonight. Why? Wait. I want to change my answer. I have a hot date.”

                Bradley throws his head back and laughs so loud that a few people glance over and look at them, but then he’s wrapping an arm around Jake’s waist and he has no cares in the world.

                “I’m holding you to that. You just committed yourself to coming as my plus one to another party tomorrow.”

                “Is he seriously having another birthday party tomorrow?”

                “Not exactly. But there will be more cake. A lot more cake.”

                “Yeah, you mentioned already.”

                Then Bradley is leaning in close, his lips brushing Jake’s ear, warm damp air making a shiver travel through his body.

                “Let’s just say Ice organized this surprise and Mav got wind of it. They like trying to get one over on each other and tomorrow Mav has organized a marriage celebrant, and he’s going around right now and organizing an after party for the Hard Deck… He’s been planning this for months.”

                “Oh shit…”

                “Yep. So… want to stay relatively sober with me tonight so we’re not hungover tomorrow and can really party it up tomorrow?”

                Jake grins, his head ducking before he meets Bradley’s gaze and nods.

                “Yeah. Sounds good. Guess we’re starting that date early huh?”

                “We sure are.”

#Hangster #Sereshaw #rooster x hangman #top gun maverick #IceMav

[mayanakahara]

I have a request!

Can I please get a confession from Denji with a side of fluff ? 👉👈

"honey ,I belong with you,and only you,baby ♡"

note:I loved writing this request😭, sorry for the delay, I had a huge creative block, so I hope you like it!

Content: Denji x fem reader,fluff,A little anguish,Reader being emotional , first kiss.

You are always so observant. You're a little popular because you're a second year, nothing was that impressive in that school, nothing and no one... but him...

He's always humiliating himself out there, you always see some people making fun of him and giving him a shitload of money, you never understood why he accepted this kind of thing.

Was this normal for him?...You always see him in this situation but you never did anything to stop it...getting closer was the right thing to do, right? You know that.

It's around 9:00 am and the teachers decided to do a dynamic with the first year and second year students, the dynamic is simple,You just needed to pair up with someone from the first year and spend the day with that person, talking and participating in activities.

This was your chance, you took advantage of being alone and chose Denji as your partner.

"hey...want to be my partner? It's just for today, it might be fun."

You say that in a hopeful way, Denji blushed a little.

"huh...right, we can be partners..."

He says stuttering and a little anxious, it's not every day that a girl is kind to him, especially a veteran.

You and him walk away, you don't talk much so most of the way to the canteen you were silent.

"so... do you like strawberry cake? They sell some really delicious ones here and on my own, I'll pay"

Pay for it? He was stunned looking at you

"...pay for me? I can't pay you later so I'd rather not eat"

"pay me later? Forget it Denji-kun, I have no problem paying you, I'm the oldest one here."

You just left him sitting there waiting while you went to buy two strawberry cakes, he mentally thanks you since he's hungry.

You bring the cake and you eat it, you watch him while he eats it, a bit desperate lol.

"do you want mine too? I see you're a little...hungry"

"Eat this...y/n senpai"

"I don't want to, I'm on a diet, you can eat everything, Denji-kun"

You smile, a light blush appears on his chubby cheeks, you think it's so cute how he eats, how his eyes shine when he sees the cake batter with whipped cream topping.

He finally finishes and you start walking again, now it seems less uncomfortable, you seem more relaxed.

"so Denji, do you have plans for the end of high school?"

He is paralyzed. He never thought about anything other than trying to get money, he doesn't care that much about school but he wasn't going to tell her that.

"maybe yes, I think I have time to think...do you have plans, y/n?"

"oh yes, yes, I work in a cafe nearby, you can stop by there sometime if you want to talk"

Something about you makes him calm, he is so used to bad treatment that it has become normal.It's strange to know that a person treats him well without using him, without making fun of him.

He wants to know more about you.

The school tour ends as soon as you arrive at the school library.

"Denji, whenever you want to find me, I'll be in the library after the first classes, just in case you want to talk"

She says with a shy smile, Denji looks at her and analyzes everything, she really is something from another world.

"Of course...I'll definitely come."

------------------------------------

Months passed and you became really close. You no longer saw students making fun of him, when he needed something you made a point of helping.

Classes are over, you are in the library alone arranging the books that the students returned, until you hear a somewhat familiar voice.

"y/n senpai?! Are you here?"

"yes Denji, right here!"

You extend your arm over the shelves, then he finally comes to you.

"Did something happen? You seem anxious."

He looks at you blushing,You get down from the small ladder that you use to store the library books, after all, you take care of this place.

"I just need to tell you something...are you free?"

"Ah yes!...can you tell, did something serious happen?"

"yes, someone stole something from me."

"They robbed you? And who did it? Tell me I'm going to kill this son of a bi-"

He interrupts her.

"It was you, you stole my heart, senpai. You were always so kind from the beginning, how do you think I would feel? I'm not worthy of you, I don't deserve anything from you and you still treat me well,Am I not disgusting to you? I was once told that I smell like a dog...do you think so? Tell me y/n, why are you still around a guy like me?"

You looked at the ground, you felt your vision getting blurry, salty tears forming in the corners of your eyes.

"y/n I like you, please please don't you give me up, please don't give up."

You look directly at him, still not knowing what to say.

"Y/n let me do something for you.”

He gets closer, but not too close, he wants you to move forward, after all he is traumatized as hell.

"Denji, I like you too"

That was enough to make him lose any posture, you approach and kiss him without hesitation.The kiss is a little ruffled and desperate, but it's sweet and full of feelings, the way he holds you against him makes you weak.

You pull away panting, you smile, completely happy to kiss the boy you've always had a crush on.

"You're my boyfriend now, and that's an order, Denji-kun!"

"I will follow you until the end of time, just you my girl"

You blush like idiots, he simply steals your first kiss just like you stole this poor boy's heart.

And there is no better place than next to him. He is your puppy now ♡.

Omg thanks for reading !

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[teaberrii]

Chapter 4: Shall We Date...?

After ending a five-year relationship, you pour all your energy into work. Your latest assignment? Staying at a popular bed-and-breakfast to gather information. It should be a piece of cake... If only the owner isn't the man you scolded on the street.

Jing Yuan/You

Notes:

Cross-posted on Ao3

Female reader

Chapter index at the end of chapter one

“...My ex-wife.”

You sit up for what feels like the tenth time that night. It has been hours since you and Jing Yuan parted ways, but you still can’t get that out of your head. You’d wanted to ask, but was that too personal? Regardless, you didn’t get a chance as Yanqing and Pom had woken up.

Now, you're left with a million questions. But, this means Jing Yuan isn't gay. Or, maybe he’s pan, bi, or—

You sigh loudly and fall back onto the bed. Does his ex-wife still work at Star Rails Hotel? Who is she? A manager? Or, just another regular employee like you? How long were they together? What happened—

You sit up. This is getting out of hand. Your eyes are dying to rest, but your mind’s running laps. You get out of bed and slip on a thin jacket over your PJs. Then, off you go to get some much-needed fresh air.

The air is crisp and chilly, calming your mind in ways that lying in bed can never accomplish. Eventually, you come across a pool where the dim glow of the lights inside the water makes it look almost ethereal. You’re walking along the side of the pool when you hear a woman’s voice.

“Can’t sleep either?” You look towards the white beach chairs just as March lifts her sunglasses to the top of her head. She’s looking at you with a small smile. “Join the club.”

“What’s with the sunglasses?” you ask in amusement, coming up to take the empty chair beside her. “Not judging, just wondering.”

“I was hoping it’d help me get some sleep, but then someone showed up out of the blue.” March sits up, her thin, airy blazer moving to the side. She says she’s here to get some sleep, but with her crop top and shorts, you think she's ready for a swim. “What’s keeping you awake, Femme Fatale? Is it a guy, hm?” She leans forward and whispers, “Is it Boss?”

“...Are you talking about Jing Yuan?”

“Who else?”

You cross one leg over the other. “What makes you think that?”

“I saw the way you two were looking at each other at the dinner table.” She chuckles. “Nothing escapes my eyes.”

“Well, he’s been a nice guy so far,” you admit, looking at the pool.

“Hey…” When you turn back, March is looking at you with curiosity. “Are you trying to find some faults in him or something?”

“It’s not that. It’s…” Then, you give her a deadpan look. “You’re asking a whole lot of questions, March.”

She laughs. “Sorry. To make up for my rudeness, is there anything you’d like to know?”

Well…

“Why do you call him Boss?”

March leans back and looks out at the pool. You sense there's a personal story behind the nickname as the silence is not what you’re expecting. Then, March says, “Long story, but we were guests when he was still getting this B&B off the ground.” She turns to you. “...Back then, I was still active.” Active? “Judging from your expression, you still don’t know who I am, huh?”

“You’re March, right? That influencer—”

Just as the man’s words come back to you, March says, “March 7th reporting for duty!”

Wait a minute.

Your eyes widen. “You’re March 7th?!”

“Gosh, took you long enough.” She sighs. “Then again, I can’t blame you.”

March 7th. She was a popular online influencer in her early twenties who disappeared from the Internet after multiple scandals. 

‘Fake’ Rich Girl Cancelled

Scandal-ridden Influencer Upcoming Appearance Cancelled

Online Influencer Stops Activites After Unreal Discovery…

You’ve heard of her and seen her ads in department stores. While you weren’t a fan, per se, you knew that she was known for her popular videos that showcased her “idol-like” visuals and talent. She sang and danced and appeared on reality shows. You vaguely remember hearing from your friends that she was caught smoking or promoting fake products. There were more accusations, but you didn't pay much attention as you had your life to worry about. 

Regardless, you remember her being much skinnier with long hair. Her makeup style was also a lot bolder than what it is now. That was years ago. Now her features have matured, but when you look closely, you can see it. The essence of who she used to be.

While you don’t remember what caused her online career to plummet, you’re at a loss for words. You never thought in your wildest dreams you’d meet someone like March 7th.

“...You’re not going to ask?” 

“About your scandals?” You’re curious, no doubt. “That’s none of my business. But, I just…” Then, quietly, “It’s crazy to think that a celebrity is in front of me right now.”

“Looks like my hunch about you was right.” She puts her hands on the chair. “You’re not the type that goes crazy over celebrities and whatnot.”

“I like to think I’m past that phase, thank you very much.”

You and March quietly laugh. Then, she takes out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. She slides it open and offers you one. You politely decline. To your surprise, she puts it back inside her pocket instead of lighting one.

“...Anyway, to answer your question, Jing Yuan helped me out of a bad place.”

It was the early hours of a cloudy day when March went out for a smoke. She lit a cigarette and took a drag just as she saw a shirtless Jing Yuan working in the garden. Did he really not recognize her? He’d treated her like any other person. She wasn’t a failed celebrity or a girl with "issues." She was just like everyone else.

March walked over and continued watching him. She’d seen her fair share of physically attractive older men. But maybe it was because of the industry she was in that most of them were sleazy or had ulterior motives. Yet what she’d seen of Jing Yuan so far... He was none of those things but a hardworking, upstanding guy.

Jing Yuan stood and turned around. “Do you need something?”

“Your attention would be nice.” Jing Yuan raised a brow, and March chuckled. “I’m just kidding.” Then, she took another drag. “...You don’t happen to have a map of the island, do you? It’s my first time here.”

“You can find one at the reception counter. Pom should have some—”

“Already checked,” March lied. “Do you have any at your office?”

Jing Yuan walked up to her, and March awkwardly avoided his eyes. “You checked, huh?”

“...Yup.”

But, instead of calling her out on her lie, he put on a shirt and said, “...Follow me.”

When they walked side-by-side, she casually asked, “Why don’t you hire someone to do all this manual labour for you?”

“Someone’s curious.”

March shrugged. “Just something I observed. You have a few workers here and there, but you’re still doing a lot of the management stuff yourself.” She looked around at the guests who were enjoying a casual BBQ or casually strolling around the resort. “But, this place looks like it’s doing well enough for you to hire a few extra people.”

“For someone on holiday, you sure are paying a lot of attention to what’s happening around here.”

Jing Yuan opened a door to the cabin designed like a mini office. But, before March could follow him inside, he said, "...Wait here."

She stepped closer to him and her body was inches away from his. "What if I don't want to?"

"Then you'd be trespassing, and I could kick you out."

March almost felt offended at how unamused he sounded. "...Do you know who I am?"

"Are you here for the map or not?"

March sighed and walked off the porch. "Go on. I'll wait here." 

When Jing Yuan came back out, March was sitting on a rock, looking bored as hell. He walked over and handed the map to her. "This one has a few day trip recommendations so you'll have ideas of what you can do."

March stood and took it from him. Then, she crossed her arms. "Sounds like you're trying to kick me out."

"That wasn't my intention. You're free to stay, of course. But, it would be a waste to spend your entire day at the resort. There's a lot to see."

Sensing his genuine kindness, March frowned. “You aren’t scared your reputation’s going to plummet because you’re housing an unruly celebrity?" 

“If I was, I wouldn't have let you stay here."

"So you do know who I am," she said, narrowing her eyes.

“No matter who you are, you’re a guest like everyone else. Why would I treat you any differently?”

There’s so much to unpack that you don’t know where to start. 

“I kinda wanted to flirt with him, if I’m being honest," March says, leaning back. "But, after he said that, it made me realize that I was young and dumb.”

“...How so?”

“The rumours about me that were going around at the time… Not all of them were true. But, I started believing all the nasty things people were calling me." March sighs. “I won’t bore you with details, but Jing Yuan was a stranger. Him treating me just like any other person made me see things a little differently. Maybe he was judging me back then, but if a stranger could see past that, why couldn’t I do it for myself?”

“You seem to be doing a lot better now,” you say with a little smile. 

“I am, but I’d like to attribute that to my hard work. It has nothing to do with Jing Yuan.” She laughs. “But, yeah, I mean… it’s in the past and we get a good laugh about it now.”

“I never thought you’d be into older men, though, if I’m being honest.”

March leans forward. “Jing Yuan ages like fine wine, I swear. We’d never mix well, but I was so shocked to hear about his divorce.”

“...Was he married when you, uh…”

March raises her hands as if declaring innocence. “I knew nothing about a wife and a kid back then. If I knew, I wouldn’t have flirted with him. Wasn’t a few years later that I found out. It’s still a shock to many people.” March lies back on the chair. “He hasn’t seen anyone since... probably because he was so busy trying to get this business off the ground that he had no time for things like that."

The skies have brightened, and from over the horizon, the sun peeks out from behind the clouds.

“Hey.” You turn to March who has a curious sparkle in her eyes. She asks, “What do you think of Jing Yuan?”

“...He seems like a good guy.”

March rolls her eyes. “Girl, give me the tea. Do you think he’s hot?”

You don’t get a chance to answer when you and March see someone enter the pool area. Jing Yuan’s shirtless, but it isn’t just his toned body that takes your breath away. The abstract dragon tattoo that runs from his shoulder to his chest looks like it's handpainted. He looks in your direction, and unbeknownst to you, March waves at him.

“Out for your morning swim?” she asks.

Jing Yuan slips on a black beach blazer and walks over. “What are you two doing up so early?”

“What do you think? None of us could sleep.”

Jing Yuan looks at you. “Why’s that? Is it a problem with the room?”

“The room’s fine,” you say, looking away, your face feeling slightly hot.

March glances from you to Jing Yuan and back to you. Then, she takes out her phone and sees the flurry of messages. “Ah… I’d better head back,” she says, standing. “Will you two be okay?”

“What makes you think we won't?” Jing Yuan asks.

“Oh, I know you’ll be fine, Boss,” March looks at you and chuckles. “Well, toodles!”

Jing Yuan puts a hand inside his pocket as he watches her run off. Then, he sits in the chair in front of you. “...Don’t tell me I did something to upset you, Corporal.”

You finally turn his way. “What makes you think that?”

“Seems like you didn’t want to look at me for a bit there.” You can’t help but look at his dragon tattoo. Then, his low voice comes again. “Curious?”

You look up and see him looking at you with interest. “A little.”

Jing Yuan smiles and looks down. “Well, why don’t I make you a deal?”

“...What kind of a deal?”

He nods at the pool. “Take a swim with me, and I’ll tell you about it.”

“I’m in my PJs if you haven’t noticed.”

“Don’t tell me you came to a resort without bringing a swimsuit.”

“I came here for work.” Jing Yuan continues looking at you until you cave. “...Okay, I did bring something.”

Jing Yuan chuckles. “You’re right, though. You’re here for work. But, if you need to relax, the pool’s always open… most of the time.”

You slightly smile. “Are you here every morning?”

“Every other day. Otherwise, I go for a run.”

“I don’t know whether to be impressed or call you crazy.”

“Why not both?”

“Because that’s being too nice,” you deadpan.

“Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

"What gave it away?" You rub your eyes. "Sorry. I can really feel the fatigue kicking in.”

“Go back and get some sleep.”

You sigh and stand. “But, breakfast’s in an hour.” You don’t need to guess that you’re going to oversleep.

“...Text me when you’re awake.”

You look at Jing Yuan who’s also standing now. “Why?”

“Special service.”

“...Special service?” 

“If you want to go out and grab something to eat when you’re awake, that’s fine. Or…” Your eyes widen when he leans slightly closer and whispers in your ear, “...The owner can cook something for you in a private kitchen. No pressure.”

“Private… kitchen?” You narrow your eyes. “Trying to butter up the enemy, huh?”

“Enemy?” He chuckles. “If that’s how you want to put it. But”—he smiles mischievously—”you’re going have to do a little better to get secrets out of me.”

“Who said anything about secrets?”

“It’s why you’re here, aren’t you?” Then, he leans upright. “Good luck, Corporal.”

You watch Jing Yuan walk and dive with perfect form into the swimming pool. Now you’re not just tired. You’re also a little annoyed… but excited?

◆◆◆

By the time you’re awake, it’s a little past noon. 

You wash up and change into comfortable clothes before opening your phone and seeing a bunch of texts from your friends. You forgot you left your phone on silent and didn’t bother checking it. Some are from your mom, asking how everything’s been. So, you give her a call.

“Are you having too much fun that you forgot all about me?” she jokes.

“It’s why I’m calling you now.”

You get her up to speed with what’s been happening, including that you are friends with the owner of the B&B. Of course, you don’t go into details about the… flirting that’s been happening.

“Sounds like you’ve been having fun.”

“More or less.”

“...Do you know that he’s been trying to reach me?”

“Who?”

As soon as your mom says your ex’s name, you frown. “...He really wants to get back in touch with you.”

“Mom, I thought I told you to block him.”

“I did! But one of your friends reached out and… He wants you to give him another chance."

You scoff. “That’s not going to happen." A small pause. "I’ll deal with this. I won’t let them harass you anymore.”

You sigh loudly when you end the call. This is not how you imagined to start the day. Jing Yuan suddenly flashes in your mind, and you slightly shake your head.

You’re thinking about the best course of action when you head outside and hear overlapping voices. The closer you get to the stone villa, the louder it gets. Then, you see a small crowd surrounding two tall men who look like clones of one another. Both have a handsome face. But one has green eyes and long black hair that reminds you of an elegant prince while the other has short black hair and dull blue eyes. A short distance away, Welt is watching with vague amusement. When he sees you, he waves.

“...What’s going on?” you ask, walking up.

“Ah… Let me apologize for the commotion on behalf of my friends,” Welt says.

“Your friends?” 

You look closer, and you swear you’ve seen them before. They’ve just finished taking a photo with two girls when the man with the long hair notices you. He walks past one woman and up to you.

“Is this the woman you and March were talking about?” he asks.

“My latest inspiration and the woman who stood up for March? Yes.”

When the man smiles at you, your heart almost skips a beat. “Hi.” He holds out a hand. 

You awkwardly take it. “Hi… You’re not going to give me a name?”

The man looks a little surprised as if you should know who he is.

“...Clearly, my brother’s head is still in the clouds.” The other one walks over and gives you a little smile. “My name’s Dan Heng. This is my brother, Dan Feng.”

Where have you heard those names before…?

“They’re athletes,” Welt says as if reading your mind. 

That’s when it hits you, and you gasp.

“Didn’t you compete in the Global Games?”

“That’s right,” Dan Feng answers. “Two-time fencing and kendo gold medalists.”

Your jaw almost drops. 

“Welt and March told us about you,” Dan Heng says. 

“We’ve been curious,” Dan Feng adds. Then, with a little smile, he says, “You’re prettier than they described.”

Your eyes widen at the unexpected compliment. 

“...What are you doing?” Dan Heng deadpans.

“What? I’m being honest.”

Welt and Dan Heng roll their eyes just as you hear, “...You’re awake.”

You turn around and see Jing Yuan dressed in a fitted, V-neck, dark gray shirt and white pants. 

Dan Feng chuckles. “Don’t tell me you have a date with the owner.”

“That’s…” You remember your mom and your annoyingly persistent ex. Then, you're hit with an interesting but workable idea. Before Jing Yuan can say anything, you say, “...Could we talk?”

As the brothers watch you and Jing Yuan walk into the stone villa, Dan Heng side-eyes his brother. “Don’t be getting any weird ideas.”

“You hurt me, Brother. Why do you always think the worst of me?”

Dan Heng sighs. “Because you never prove me otherwise.” Then, he sees Welt looking in the direction you and Jing Yuan had walked off. “...Welt? Is something wrong?”

Welt turns back. “Oh, no. I… just had a thought.”

“Inspiration, perhaps?” Dan Feng asks.

“...Something like that.”

Pom greets you and Jing Yuan with a salute when you enter the lobby. Then, in a cheery voice, he takes the receptionist’s phone call.

“If you want privacy, we can talk on the patio,” Jing Yuan says.

Sure, why not? It’ll give you a chance to gather your thoughts. 

Jing Yuan leads you upstairs, and despite Pom’s professionalism on the phone, his eyes are following your every move. Jing Yuan opens a set of doors that leads to a rooftop patio that has a fireplace and some couches and chairs. 

“...I got a call from my mom today,” you say, sitting on the adjacent couch.

“Is everything okay?”

“...Apparently, my ex’s been bothering her.”

“...That’s not a good sign.”

“My friends have been texting me about unblocking him, too. And…” You sigh and look away. “...Getting a bit off topic there. But, just to get them off my back for now, could you…” Gosh, this sounded a lot better in your head.

“You want me to play the fake boyfriend?” 

“I mean… You don’t have to do anything. It’s not like they’re actually here, so—”

Jing Yuan leans forward and looks at you with a little smile. “That’s true, but I don’t like to half-ass anything.”

Your pulse quickens as he continues looking at you. “I’m also looking for other ways to get him off my back, but I'd appreciate the help.”

“If it escalates, you could file a police complaint.”

“...I hope it won’t get that far,” you mutter. You lean back. “We may have broken up, but… we were friends for years before we dated. Just kinda sucks that’s all gone too.”

“If you remained friends with him… do you think that friendship would continue to last?”

“...Hard to say.”

“Sometimes, we outgrow our friends, and ending things with them may not be as ugly as relationships but..."

"It still hurts... if not more," you finish. Then, you glance at him, thinking whether to ask him about his ex-wife when Jing Yuan’s phone goes off.

He reaches into his pocket and looks at the screen. Then, he looks at you apologetically. “I have a meeting.”

“Ah, no worries. Sorry for keeping you.”

“...Looks like my special service will have to come a little later,” he says, standing.

“You were serious about that?” 

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

You stand and shrug. “I thought you were just saying it. Seems a little much.”

Then, he leans over and suddenly kisses your cheek. “Well, you’re not just a guest anymore, are you?” When you see him looking at you, your face feels warm. “...As I said, I don’t like to half-ass anything.”

This is just temporary. You’re here for work.

That’s what you keep telling yourself, at least.

Chapter 5

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Kitty (part 11)

Rei x (afab) reader Parts 1-10 here.

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The second episode of Kazuki’s beloved drama ends on a cliffhanger – literally – when he and Rei approach your booth, their conversation with Kyu seemingly concluded. You take out the headphones and smile at the two of them, but they both seem a little hesitant.

“Everything o-o-okay?”

“Yeah, all good,” Kazuki beams, forcefully. “Sorry, took a little longer than we thought. I’m gonna go grab some groceries. You must be hungry, though, so you and Rei can hang here and have some lunch. Kyu’s just gonna bring over some soup.” He speaks at a mile a minute, not quite making eye contact.

You go to offer to help Kazuki with the shop when Rei slides into the seat next to you, bumping your knee as he does so. You scoot over to give him some more room, his body now caging you into the wall.

“Can I watch too?” He gestures to one of the headphones and you nod and he takes one, popping it in his ear.

“Good idea! The finale’s on tonight as well so we can watch that together, huh?” Kazuki spins on his heels and heads towards the door before you can respond.

You go to look at Rei, a question on your tongue when his hand grabs yours under the table and squeezes. “It’s starting.”

“Okay,” you say and pick up the other headphone, placing it in. Unbeknownst to you, his eyes are firmly fixed on the café door and not on the laptop screen, his right hand in position over his hip where his gun resided.

--

The café remains eerily quiet as the two of you work your way through the remaining episodes, accompanied with a bowl of soup and another round of drinks, Rei holding your hand the whole time. Sometimes he runs his thumb gently, repetitively, across your knuckles. Other times he squeezes firmly, as if he wants to check you’re still there. You don’t ask where he went that morning or talk about what occurred last night.

Kazuki returns just ahead of the time one of you would set off to pick up Miri from daycare.

“Rei, you go get Miri. Kitty and I will head home – I’ve gone a little overboard at the shop…” He orders as he packs up his laptop. Rei nods, sharing a look with Kazuki – one you think means something, but what you don’t know. Kazuki pays for the food and drinks and you thank Kyu for the hospitality.

“See you soon, Kitty.” He smiles, warmly, and you nod. Something seems off, but it’s just the polite thing to say, isn’t it?

As soon as you get back to the apartment, Kazuki is in full chef mode. It’s as if it’s a celebration feast – is it someone’s birthday? - but you’re not sure of the occasion. He asks if you’ll unpack some of the many brown paper bags the two of you carried in from the car.

You can’t help the puzzled look on your face when you unpack a third celebration cake. “Everything just looked so good,” he shrugs, scratching the back of his hand, “And I left it too late to cook everything from scratch, so…”

When Miri and Rei return home, they’re soon put to work. Everyone has a task – Miri is setting the table, Rei is making some rice balls. Kazuki gives him strict instructions to not fill them all with cereal and strawberry jam – Miri protests that she does want them all like that and that you absolutely have to try them – and Kazuki throws his hands up in the air with a laugh, “Okay, I know when I’m fighting a losing battle.”

Dinner is a lavish affair – Kazuki has abandoned his carefully crafted vitamin-rich menu he’s been serving you recently – a combination of home-made snacks, a bunch of junk food, candy, cakes, even an ice-cream cake, of all things. Miri, unsurprisingly, crashes from a sugar coma not long after you finish. It takes you and Zuki a full 30 minutes boxing up all the leftovers and cramming them into the fridge, as Rei takes Miri up to bed after managing to wake her up briefly enough to coerce her into brushing her teeth.

The finale of the drama begins at 9pm – Kazuki’s on the armchair and you’re beside Rei on the sofa. You’re not really sure you’re going to make it through the whole thing, despite the many explosions that seem to be going on. After seeing all the episodes today, they’re beginning to lose their impact but Kazuki is clutching a pillow to his chest as he anxiously watches. Your eyelids are growing heavier by the second - a combination of the broken sleep of last night, your stomach contentedly full and the beginning of a sugar high crash all catching up on you. Rei’s sitting so close to you, your arms brushing up against each other as you breathe.

Suddenly, the villain pops up unexpectantly on the screen, almost like a horror movie, causing both you and Kazuki to jump. Kazuki clutches the pillow tighter and you lean into Rei, placing a head on his chest and grabbing onto his arm to ground you. His arm wraps around your shoulders and pulls you in closer as you try your best to remain focused on the action on the screen and not on the solid chest your hand has landed on. As the drama continues, Rei pulls you even tighter into his side until, eventually, your head comes to rest just below his shoulder. He’s so warm and smells so good. It’s a combination of laundry detergent, the musk of the body spray he uses, the slight strawberry scent from his hair – he must have used Miri’s shampoo again – and something else you can only describe as uniquely Rei.

On screen, the action draws to a close as the protagonists succeed and they begin to tie up loose ends. It’s so obvious the leads are going to get together now that the world is saved, so it wouldn’t be so bad to close your eyes for a moment, would it? Just a moment…

A few minutes later, Rei smiles as he feels you relax fully in his embrace as the credits begin to roll on the screen, your breathing slipping into the slow and steady rhythm of sleep.

He can feel Kazuki’s stare burning on him. His partner had gone back and forth for hours at Kyu’s earlier after the initial agreement – coming up with more and more outlandish plans of how the family could be kept together.

“I know it’s selfish…” Rei murmurs softly, careful not to wake you. “..but let me pretend for a little longer that I can have a different life.”

The blonde gets to his feet and walks behind the sofa, pausing to softly squeeze Rei’s shoulder, wordlessly.

--

You wake up, slowly, a little surprised to find yourself nuzzled under Rei’s arm on the couch – lying down on the couch to be exact. You’re not sure how that happened. You’re on the outside edge, but Rei has his arms wrapped around you tightly, making sure you don’t fall. He’s staring at the ceiling.

“Morning,” he says, quietly. He must’ve heard you begin to stir.

“Morning?” You question – seeing that the sun has indeed risen through the blinds. “Oh.” You look up, trying to get a look at his face. The dark rings underneath his eyes have returned. “D-did you s-sleep?”

He shrugs.

“W-why didn’t you w-wake me up?”

“I was comfy. I’ll catch up later, it’s fine.”

Before you can question further, you hear Kazuki’s door open from above and the blonde emerges, black circles also clearly visible under his eyes. You wonder if he’ll comment about the fact that you two are cuddled on the sofa at this early hour, but he wishes you both a good morning before he starts preparing breakfast.

You untangle yourself from Rei’s limbs as you sit up, stretching.

“Hey, Kitty,” Kazuki calls, casually, as he cracks some eggs. “We’re going on a trip after we drop Miri at daycare, if you wanna hop in the shower.”

“Okay,” you nod. “W-where are w-we g-going?”

“It’s a surprise.”

--

Kazuki remains coy about where you’re going when you climb back in the car after Miri’s been dropped off at daycare. He asked you to take her in whilst they waited and the little girl gave you an enthusiastic hug around your legs as always before she ran off to greet her friends. Taking the car to daycare seemed a rare occurrence – often opting to walk or cycle instead. You saw Kazuki place a duffel bag in amongst Miri’s daycare bags in the trunk this morning, though, and whilst you’d been eating breakfast, you could swear you saw Rei leaving your shared room with that exact bag in hand. Maybe it’s something for a mission. You’re aware they keep the guns in there – in the back of one of the closets – locked away tightly from Miri’s hands.

Rei’s staring at you via the rear-view mirror but when you smile, he returns a forced one. It looks strained and doesn’t quite reach his eyes. It’s weird - he’s probably tired though, you reason. You can’t believe he stayed there all night like that on the sofa with you, but you’d be lying if you didn’t admit it was one of the best sleeps you’ve.

You’re out of the city now, driving down the motorway for an age in silence before Kazuki finally pulls into a service station car park. He seems to purposedly drive the furthest away from the few other cars parked there this morning and aims for one parked solitary on its own. There’s a figure leaning against it and as the car approaches, you realise it’s Kyu. There’s now an uneasy feeling in your stomach.

Kazuki turns off the engine, unclips his seatbelt and opens the door to get out. “Come on, Kitty.” He calls over his shoulder. The door slams shut.

Rei doesn’t make a move, still staring at you via the mirror.

“Rei,” you swallow, your mouth feeling extremely dry all of a sudden. “W-what’s going o-on?”

He doesn’t reply but finally breaks his gaze and his eyes drop down to stare into his lap. “I’m sorry, Kitty.”

Kazuki seems in a hurry as he opens your door before you can even ask what Rei’s apology is for. “Come on.” He repeats and you get out of the car without even thinking about it properly – almost as a reflex. Will that ever truly go away?

“Morning,” Kyu greets politely. “We ready?” Ready – ready for what?

“Yeah,” Kazuki nods. “Kitty, can I see your phone?”

You don’t want to give it to him – something’s definitely off. You want to know what’s going on, someone to let you in on the secret. But it’s his phone, he gave it to you and though he’s posed it as a question, you know a veiled order when you hear one.

He smiles as you pull it out from your jacket pocket and place it in his outstretched hand. He clasps it for a second but then, suddenly, drops it – deliberately. It bounces on the concrete and he crushes it under his foot.

“Did you really have to be that dramatic with it?” Kyu sighs.

“I-I d-don’t un-un-understand.” You can feel your breath catch in your throat and you’re beginning to panic, exacerbating that stupid stutter. Kazuki is now opening the trunk of the car, retrieving the duffel bag. He passes it to Kyu.

“You need to go, Kitty.” Kazuki shrugs – you can tell it’s deliberate, though. He’s trying to be casual but he’s a terrible actor.

“G-go?”

“We should’ve done this in the first place. Kyu’s found you a refuge. He’s going to take you there, and they’ll help you start your new life.”

“N-n-new l-life?” This doesn’t make sense.

“It’s for the best, okay? Let’s not make a bigger thing than it is.”

A bigger thing than it is? You look back at the yellow car desperately but Rei’s still staring at his lap. Does he agree with this?

“I d-don’t un-un-un-under…”

“You don’t need to.” Kazuki snaps, cutting across you and your stomach sinks. “You’re going with Kyu and that’s it.”

“No.” You force out in one, determined not to cry. “I d-d-don’t w-want to. No.”

“Kitty…”

“You s-said I have to say w-what I want. So, I w-want to s-stay with you, Z-Zuki. With you and Miri and… And with R-Rei.”

“It’s not up for discussion.” He rubs his temples – you’ve seen him do it when he’s frustrated with Miri or Rei over things. “Look, it’s an order - you understand those, don’t you?”

The venom in his voice hurts. Does it hurt so much more because it’s coming from Kazuki, who’s been nothing but sweet to you since the first conversation all those weeks ago? Was it all a cruel trick this whole time?

“Kazuki…” Kyu starts, as if trying to ease the situation, but the blonde holds up his hand to stop him. He walks to the side of Kyu’s car and opens the rear passenger seat.

“Get in, please.”

You stare at the interior of Kyu’s car, but don’t move. Why isn’t Rei out here? He can’t agree with all this. The glances, the touches, the hand-holding, the cuddles, the date, the unsaid words…

“Now!” Kazuki’s voice breaks as he slams his fist against the top of the car and you feel you might faint.

“Enough.” Kyu hisses, grabbing Kazuki’s arm and pulling him away from the vehicle. He’s facing the other way now, but you see his shoulders shudder. Is he crying?

“Kitty,” Kyu says in a softer voice, “please get in the car.”

You swallow hard and look back towards the car at Rei again, pleading for him to look up. Maybe if you can just get him to meet your eyes he’ll come talk some sense into Kazuki. Had you imagined everything? It just doesn’t make any sense. Why doesn’t it make sense?

You can’t get back in the bright yellow car. You can’t run – the way Kazuki’s acting, you believe he’ll chase you down… The only option is Kyu’s back seat. You don’t want to get in, but Kazuki’s words circle round your brain – you understand orders if nothing else, right?

The blonde’s shoulders are still shuddering as you force your legs to move forward towards the car. Suddenly, a door opens and you jerk your head in the direction. Rei is getting out the car now – at last – he’ll explain it to you, there’ll be a reason for all this and you’ll feel silly for getting upset. Kazuki didn’t mean any of those things, right? Rei’s hands are in his pockets as he approaches and you can’t read his expression.

“Rei…” Kazuki’s voice cracks again, but he trails off as Rei strides past him, straight to your side. His arm is suddenly around your waist and he’s guiding you towards the back seat, somehow encouraging you to sit down.

“I-I d-don’t u-understand.” There’s tears running down your face now – the barrier broken.

“You need to go, Kitty.” He crouches down and takes your hand. “It’ll be all right.” But you don’t believe him.

He wipes away a few tears from your cheek with his thumb, before bringing your other hand up to his lips and kissing your knuckles gently, briefly, before placing your hand back down in your lap. He gets up and shuts the door and you can’t watch as he walks away.

There’s muffled conversation between Kyu and Kazuki, but your heart is pounding in your ears and you can feel your breath catch in your throat. You can’t have one of those now, aren’t you pathetic enough?

You dig the nails of your left hand into your palm, using your right hand to wipe the hot tears off your face as you force yourself through the counts of four, steadying your breath. When it begins to settle, you hear the trunk open behind you. Kyu places something in and, as he does so, you swear you hear Kazuki bite down a loud sob. But you don’t look back, you can’t.

The trunk slams shut and you jump a little. Kyu’s getting in the front seat now, turning the engine on. Your breathing is steadier and you put your seat belt on without prompt, but your heart is still thudding in your chest. If he’s saying something to you at that moment, you don’t hear it.

You want to wake up now, please can you wake up? You pinch yourself hard on the forearm. This has to be a nightmare. You’re going to wake up in your bed - sweaty, heart thudding, short of breath, but then Rei is going to be there and he’ll hold you and assure you it’s okay, everything’s okay, they’d never do that to you, he’d never do that to you. You’re going to wake up and Kazuki will be making French toast, you’ll colour with Miri on the coffee table, smiling as you watch her concentrate hard on her drawings…

A mantra starts to reverberate around your head, maybe if you say it enough times it’ll work, it’ll come true. You’re going to wake up now, you’re going to wake up now, you’re going to wake up now.

“I know it probably doesn’t feel like it, Kitty, but this really is for the best.” Kyu speaks up from the front seat.

Please wake up.

--

Part 12.

#ghostdogwrites #buddy daddies x you #buddy daddies fanfic #buddy daddies fluff #buddy daddies x reader #suwa rei x reader #rei suwa x reader #rei suwa x you #suwa rei #kazuki kurusu #miri unasaka #buddy daddies

[eggtartz]

hi!! may i please request the toman founders (together) celebrating the reader's birthday?

a/n : sorry for the delay anon my health has been declining recently :( this might be a little short because my eyes are burning but anyway thank you for requesting and enjoy 🫶🏻

masterlist

: manga ending spoilers, a bit of angst, mentions of neglect but overall a lot of fluff

"y/n? hey y/n wake up.." you felt your body was shake as you awaken from your nap. it's at least noon and you had a meeting at dawn so you decided to take a quick nap at the shrine. you saw baji looking down at you as well as haru.

"it's getting warmer y/n you should nap inside" haru said while helping you to get up. "oh it does feel a bit warm.." you mumbled.

"c'mon sleepyhead" baji lifted your limp body on his back and you dozed off again. you didn't had much sleep last night due to your insomnia so you tend to lack energy and sleep at random times. "okay there you go, we'll wake you up when the meeting starts okay?"

"mmh thankyou baji san"

"okay we need to do the plan like right now, she's knocked out" kazutora said hurriedly while tapping his fingers on the table. "mitsuya has the division members been informed about our plan?" draken asked the purple haired boy. "yeah, they're on standby. they've been very excited actually" mitsuya said. the toman founders thought it would be nice to have a small birthday party for you. it does happen once a year so the members saw no harm in it, besides the other division members seem content with their decision and is on board with the plan.

"okay so this evening we'll take the cake out then kazutora and baji would bring the cake at the meeting and lights out then we sing the song for her. pretty simple right?"

"but kenchin why can't i bring the cake?!"

"because you're the president mikey, you need to start the meeting"

"oh wait you're right" mikey snickered while stuffing his face with dorayaki while the others had ice cream. they hoped nothing would go wrong, nothing would right?

the evening came rather quickly as you stretched your body and twisted your body in multiple directions to crack them. rubbing your eyes, you went to the shrine and saw pahchin and pehyan there. "oh good morning pah, peh."

"good morning y/n chan! did you have a good sleep?"

"yes i did, feels so fresh too. say is the meeting long because my stomach is growling" you held your belly.

"i don't think so" pahchin said then walked away with peh when some members called the two. you sat down on someone's motorcycle and lifted your leg. "hey y/n chan want some candy?"

"yeah sure"

"here y/n chan you look thirsty"

"oh thankyou"

"y/n chan you like chocolates right? here!"

"that's so nice of you!" now, don't get you wrong everyone in toman was so nice they felt like family. however this atmosphere felt off and everyone was acting a little bit too nice. you hopped off the motorcycle to ask what's up with everyone when mikey and the division captains pulled up and made their entrance.

"president!" everyone bowed, as you too. after settling down, mikey was standing in front with takemichi and draken behind him. "now! we have gathered here today to uh hear me talk about my day yes! so my day was really shitty so i wanted to drop out from school! how about that?"

you were confused, mikey always has been complaining about school in meetings but never in big meetings like these. these kind of meetings usually means he's announcing toman is going to fight another gang or something. this was the last thing you expected. you glanced at your surroundings to share a confused look with someone only for them to avoid your eye contact.

huh, strange.

"where the hell is keisuke? my story doesn't make sense anymore!" mikey whispered to draken, gestured takemichi to take over instead. "u-uh yes i say uh we all drop out from school? but that would be risky for our on future right so.." takemichi prolonged his tone and nervously looked around.

"damn it, kazutora where are you?!" haru yelled in a whisper at the phone he was clutching while kisaki fumbled with his uniform. "patience haruchiyo, we're just a bit late"

"a bit?! the guys over here are telling fairy tales so she won't notice! hurry up"

"we're almost there haru, just wait there with kisaki!" baji yelled from the other side when the phone went dead. kisaki kept extending his neck to look for baji's motorcycle but after five minutes, he finally saw the two of them. "shit be careful with the cake, where's the light?"

"it's here in my pocket, now kisaki go turn off the lights"

"we all ready right? okay so three, two, one!" the lights that was centered at the shrine went completely off making you shriek in surprise. you accidentally hugged the arms of the person beside you but let his arm go instantly. "oh sorry"

"no worried y/n chan, you can hold on them if you're scared" he teased and you landed a slap on his arm. suddenly there was spotlight and it was directed at you, the sudden light made your eyes blind so you squinted a few times to adjust your vision. then,

"happy birthday to you.."

"happy birthday to you"

"happy birthday dear y/n"

"happy birthday to you!" you heard the members sang while approaching you with a white cake which was written 'happy birthday y/n!'. mitsuya was holding the cake as well as the founders who stood behind him who wore birthday hats too. when the singing ended mitsuya was standing in front of you and smiling so sweetly.

"make a wish y/n chan" your captain said. you did a little wish and blew out the candles which resulted in a ear deafening celebration from the members.

"yay cake!"

"that's for her mikey"

"but i wanna eat it.."

"you just had cupcake this morning" you stood there and watched every member blossomed a smile and congratulated you. you didn't even remember it was your birthday, your family has been neglecting your mere presence for a long time so you've grew up not remembering such an event like your birthday. hakkai was the one who noticed your birthday was near and suggested to mitsuya for them to have a small celebration.

never have you thought that they actually cared so much about you, going to the lengths of calling huge meetings so everyone could be there. you lowered your head to hide your sobs but mitsuya catched them. "it's okay y/n, we're here for you. so just leave it to us yes?" he assured you sweetly while lending you a piece of cake on a paper plate.

the toman members had a nice day that dawn, the celebration ended up late at night but you were so happy. more than happy. and you couldn't be more grateful.

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x yn #tokyo revengers angst #fluff #angst with fluff #sano mikey manjiro #tokyo revengers mikey #draken tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers ken ryuguji #tokyo revengers takemichi #hanagaki takemichi #baji keisuke #tokyo revengers baji #tokyo revengers kazutora #kazutora fluff #baji fluff #mikey fluff #draken fluff #takemichi fluff #kisaki tetta #tokyo revengers kisaki #kisaki fluff #pah chin #haruchiyo fluff #akashi haruchiyo

[purgemarchlockdown]

MY (SORT OF) INITIAL PURGE MARCH THOUGHTS

Purge March is out and I'm never getting over it so let's talk about it! CWs for: Discussion of torture, child abuse, and cults, general Amane warnings but there still important to keep in mind!

So Purge March is a very fun MV and twists what we already know about Amane to fantastic effect and expands upon things that was already evident in some of Amane's previous scenes but not expanded much until now.

Before getting to the rest of the MV let's talk first about Amane's view of her own abusive situation, specifically her seeming self-awareness.

Seeming because she hasn't fully examined her and her situation yet. She Knows that her situation is caused by Someone and not Just her (the just being a keyword for reasons we will get to later) however she hasn't fully figured out that her cult as a whole is causing her pain. She's still championing herself under the cult's flag, under the cults ideals. The same ideals that Hurt her.

She even beats herself up About not upholding them in this MV, right at the start actually.

We know that Gozake's punishment is some kind of water based torture and since the flag is blue it's obviously representing him, and while the MV does show someone who is presumably Gozake doing this exact thing.

Amane is the one inflicting the punishment on herself in her head,

It's a cold, emotionless Amane, one showing no compassion for the one being hurt (wow I wonder why Amane might think that.) But still a representation of Amane, Amane is Still beating herself up here. Still beating herself up for not being able to Uphold her cult's ideals.

And what Ideal does Gozake Repersent?

Tis ordained, thou shall discard vulgarity

Huh, now I could bring up the actual definition of vulgarity but I doubt that's what the cult's actually talking about here huh?

I've covered this topic in my Animal analysis (which I will need to Expand On Greatly after this as, well as all my other analysis) but other than the obvious "violent animal" parts of Animal, Animal is about, indulgence, wants, going farther than what is considered appropriate.

The problem is, literally anything in Amane's life is considered an indulgence depending on how her abusers are feeling that day.

I brought up cake a lot in that post and that's because that's the most obvious one, cake is a dessert, it's sweet and delicious and Amane Cannot have it. It's too frivolous, too indulgent. However this extends to other things like...simply wanting to be Actually happy.

I'll get back to this but for now just keep in mind that Amane is still Punishing herself here, it doesn't seem like it due to how bitter and angry the lyrics seem and how Amane talks a lot about how SHE apologized and SHE was hurt (and we will also get to that!) but Amane is still blaming herself for a lot of things here.

Though, aside from that, she has recognized something else:

It's now your turn to say that hopeless "I'm sorry"

This is undeniably a very bitter and angry song, in contrast to Magic's cheery tone that has Amane constantly blame herself for her cult's actions against her and treats the cult as something that is an undeniably good thing (something she hasn't Stopped doing as mentioned above), Amane wants retribution for her pain, this is something that we could see in even the T1 Video drama. People who know my posts are probably sick of me bringing it up but that drama has her call her parents unkind in a roundabout way. Amane has Always been bitter.

Amane has also maintained the idea that if she is just a Good Enough Girl she will be okay. If she's just Good Enough she won't be hurt this time. If she's just Good Enough she'll be happy.

Magic: Not meaning to brag but I’m pretty happy I’ve made up my mind so they don’t make that face at me again Purge March: If you become a bad girl, monsters will come out. This is the magic that stops that from happening

The magic is following what you think your abusers Want you to do even though you don't know what it actually is. The magic is pretending that you are alright and satisfied and okay so that they won't get angry with you. The Magic is an Illusion that Doesn't Actually Exist, it was rigged at the start Against her.

Magic emphasizes this already with how Amane gets punished for...doing medicine but Purge March goes even further by showing that Amane had no reason to believe what she was doing was wrong.

She is Literally just putting a handkerchief around the cat's leg! I sincerely doubt that her cult seminars about the horrors of medicine or whatever covered "putting an handkerchief over a wound" and Amane is probably Used to hiding wounds. She's been tazed, beaten, drowned, the works. She's had to hide injuries before.

Why would she think this is "bad" in any way? What reason would she have to assume this is something bad.

Magic has this turned into a medical kit.

Because in Magic and probably still now, Amane thinks she should of Known Better. That she should of known that Covering a Wound with a Handkerchief was actually a bad medical thing.

It doesn't even seem to be a bad wound! Not as bad as Magic portrays it to be! Magic portrays the pain as something close to fatal, as the "sin" being premeditative, as the right answer being presented to her.

Except it isn't! Amane isn't with anyone when she's with the cat! And the cat seems to just hang out under the bridge if it doesn't straight up live there, and it doesn't seem like Amane brought it there as it looks like she just came back from school! The only thing that's weird is the collar but again I'm pretty sure Amane didn't bring the cat there.

It's genuinely possible that the action here was something that Amane did just because she saw a wound and went "Oh I should cover it so the cat won't be in a pain, this is a very good thing because animals are precious!" and did it without realizing that the cult higher-ups would find this to be a bad thing.

(The cat being an actual cat makes Amane even more isolated than I already thought which is really depressing btw)

Now this change in Magic makes sense, Amane is blaming herself in Magic constantly, it makes sense for her to interpret it as something she should have Known beforehand, to make it seem like an obvious wrong, Amane still believes in her cults values after all, it makes a lot of sense.

Do you know what else is probably included in the cult's values?

People have noted that it's possible that Amane's cult is vegetarian and is not supposed to hurt animals due to Amane's eating habits and how after the cat is killed the vow has been "broken." Which goes back to how Amane still holds her cult values in high regard, albeit in a less extreme and harmful way.

But this has also highlighted something else, whoever did this, is willing to break important cult rules so that She Suffers. The rules don't matter, the only thing that does matter to whoever she's talking about, is her getting hurt.

So, with that knowledge, If when SHE gets messes up she isn't allowed a second chance then whoever this person is, isn't also.

I love this because so often you see abuse victims in fiction be portrayed as totally selfless nice people and how could Anyone Hurt Them which is fine and all but it's important to me to see messy abuse stories! To see abuse stories where the victim isn't as morally squeakily clean...and still has the abuse be portrayed as a bad thing! Amane being angry and bitter and even committing murder does not mean that she should of been hurt.

Because trauma doesn't turn people into good people, it turns them into hurt people, which might sound cheesy to some people but it's true! Trauma doesn't make you stronger or kinder or any of that. Amane is in pain and angry and not at all a better person because of the abuse she's experienced. She wants retribution because she's Tired of being hurt, she's tired of being in pain and wants the people responsible to be hurt.

Remember MY cries, MY repents, MY words of "I'm sorry" that I said to you?

I love how its phrased like a question, do they even remember it? Did her well-being even matter to them? Did they even care? Magic Amane is forcing herself to believe the answer is yes, Purge March Amane knows that the answer is no.

It's spiteful and bitter and so very real.

But here's the thing, Amane thinks in black and white. Good and Evil, Right and Wrong, Allies and Enemies. It's how she's been taught to think after all, anyone inside the cult is good and anyone outside is evil.

So when...I don't know, a bystander is there watching her help the cat.

One who probably also has dealt with abuse and is as powerless as her against all this as she is.

Amane sorts her into evil.

Because she's a silent bystander, because She's the reason why she was found in the first place, because if it wasn't for Her she wouldn't of been hurt.

Well...maybe, I'm not sure who she really killed here now honestly.

It could be her mom, but it also could be the balloon kid. This matters because there's very different meanings and implications depending on if she killed a cult superior or someone like her.

If its her mom well- I'm being very honest when I say I support this choice and I hope she gets to kill the rest of her abusers. I'm sorry guys but as much as there is actual complex themes you can write about this interpretation I'm too excited handing out party hats and eating cake to care. If her mom or any of her other abusers are dead it's a net positive in my book.

If it's the balloon kid though...well it's a bit of a different story.

As established Amane Wants to find something she can blame, she Wants to find someone who can take responsibility. But the people who are actually responsible, the system that is actually responsible, is so much bigger and stronger than Amane.

The "It can't be helped," from the scum who can't be helped.

So what do you do in that kind of situation? A situation where you feel so powerless and angry and bitter and sad and tired and lonely?

You find someone else to blame, like yourself,

or someone like you.

Because what else can you do right? What other things are there to blame?

But I hope it's the mom, I want the mom to be dead so so bad.

Uh so that's on initial thoughts! I will have more detailed posts about Everything and (probably knowing me) rewrites of some of my Pre-Purge March posts coming

#milgram #amane momose #008 #milgram amane #milgram meta #milgram analysis #cw cults #cw child abuse #cw torture

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Backstage Story Translation - Sakyo Furuichi SR: Secret Return Gift Talk - Part 1

i really wanted to share this story after seeing sakyo's white day homepage line!

Sakoda: Good work today too, Aniki!

Sakyo: Yeah.

Sakoda: I’ll be goin’, then. … Oh, by the way, Aniki, have you already prepared it?

Sakyo: What’s it?

Sakoda: Your return gift for White Day! Big Sis gave you chocolate this year too, didn’t she?

Sakyo: Why did you make that so difficult to understand... No, I haven’t prepared it.

Sakoda: I see!

Sakoda: If need be, I can look into what Big Sis likes!

Sakyo: No, don’t do anything unnecessary.

Sakoda: Alright! Sorry for pushin’!

Sakyo: (Sakoda’s as meddlesome as always… But he’s right, I need to start preparing.)

Sakyo: (I’ll try going to the fair later to find a return gift.)

-

Sakyo: (There’s always so many people here. It may be evening, but it’s so crowded.)

Sakyo: … Well then, let’s see what we’ve got here.

Sakyo: (The Director was happy when I gave her those roll cakes last time, but getting the same thing’s no good.)

Sakyo: (For now, I’ll just take a look…)

Homare: This mellow aroma… Is this black tea not made only with dried fruits but also hibiscus?

Clerk A: Y-Yes, you’re right. It’s impressive that you can tell just by smelling it!

Homare: That’s because I’m quite fond of tea.

Sakyo: (I didn’t think I’d find Arisugawa here… Is he also looking for a return gift?)

Sakyo: (Giving the same thing would be a waste… Guess I got no choice but to look for something else.)

Clerk B: What about a cheese cookie? It’s not that sweet, so it also goes well with alcohol!

Sakyo: (A cookie that can be used as a side snack with alcohol? The Director’s quite the drinker, so this might be a good idea…)

Sakyo: (Ugh, that’s…)

Tsuzuru: A cheese cookie… Would someone who’s not good with sweets enjoy this kinda cookie?

Clerk B: Yes, of course! Would you like to try a sample?

Sakyo: (Even Minagi’s here… Why’re the guys from our company in a place as far as this is?)

Sakyo: (Looks like today’s gonna be a bust… I’ll just head home.)

-

Izumi: Welcome back, Sakyo-san!

Sakyo: I’m home. What’s up, you seem perky today.

Izumi: Ahaha, you can tell? I’m happy because the curry I made was pretty good.

Sakyo: Huh, ain’t that nice.

Izumi: Yep! But you look a little tired, Sakyo-san.

Sakyo: (... It must show on my face.)

Sakyo: Nah, must be your imagination. Though I am a little hungry.

-

Choice 1: Really?

Izumi: Really?

Sakyo: Really. Don’t make a big deal out of it.

Izumi: Okay, but please don’t push yourself too hard.

Sakyo: Yeah, thanks. Anyway, this strange smell… Is that today’s curry?

Izumi: Yep. I’m sure if you eat it, you’ll be shocked, Sakyo-san!

Sakyo: Is it some unusual kind of curry?

Izumi: Heh, heh, that’s something for you to eat and find out. I’ll go fix you a plate!

-

Choice 2: Do you want to eat curry?

Izumi: Do you want some curry, then?

Sakyo: Yeah, if you could prepare some right now. So, what kind of curry did you make today?

Izumi: Sri Lankan chicken curry. It’s made with tomatoes and coconut milk!

Sakyo: Sounds promising.

-

Sakyo: (I feel like my fatigue disappeared as I was talking with her. I’ve got to take finding a return gift seriously.)

part 1 | part 2

#a3! #translation #a3! translation #sakyo furuichi #tsuzuru minagi #homare arisugawa #ken sakoda #izumi tachibana #sakyoizu #(idk how tags work on the a3 side of tumblr so i'll do what i usually do) #(ft the ship tag cause they deserve it)

[spookyxsprinkles]

Happy Birthday

dabi × afab she/her and poc friendly reader

safe for work // 1,633 words // AO3. warnings: smoking, swearing, cheesy, dabi has an avoidant attachment style, self-harm mention but nothing happens.

summary: He wanted this conversation to be over and done with, snuffed out like a cigarette under his boot. It'd be easy enough to end it himself, all he had to do was be an asshole and leave you behind. Nothing he hadn't done before.

"Knock knock, mind if I join you?"

"Yes."

"I brought cake."

He turned his head slightly towards you, eyeing the paper plate in your hands. In it sat a pretty little slice of glazed strawberry cake with a plastic fork stabbed into it. You had made sure to pile on a bunch of strawberries, just for him.

You may have been the newest addition to the League of Villains, but it wasn't hard to figure out that he was intentionally a loner. Criminals were usually careful not to form close connections with others and the League was no exception. Although, that didn't stop you from being on friendly terms with the other members. They even threw a birthday party for you tonight. With karaoke.

Whereas, Dabi evacuated the mansion at the first sign of a celebration. He rose from his chair when Toga and Twice carried out the cake hidden under a mountain of candles and he was out of the building by the time Mr. Compress enthusiastically accompanied their vocals with a spirited harmonization.

His eyes glanced down at you as he blew smoke out of the side of his mouth and flicked his cigarette away. You frowned.

"That could start a forest fire."

"I could start a forest fire." There was a subtle twitch of his lip that would have went unnoticed had the clouds not cleared from in front of the moon in time.

You offer him the cake, which he wordlessly took, ignoring you as you snuffed out his cigarette. Once no longer lit, you shoved it in your pocket to properly throw out later. You crossed your arms and leaned against the tree, staring out at the umbrous silhouettes of the coniferous forest.

"Being this far out from the city is so nice. Fresh air, no noise pollution. Bunch of stars."

"There's noise pollution," Dabi swallowed down a strawberry. "Y'make it every time you open that dumb mouth."

You snorted in amusement. "I guess you're right about that, but I know you'd miss me if I stopped talking to you."

"If I never have to hear you yappin' at me again, it'd be too soon."

You playfully blew a raspberry at him in fake-annoyance. "You'd have to find someone else to bug you." You pursed your lips. "He's already got Toga, but I'm sure Twice could squeeze in a second best friend," you teased.

He rolled his eyes as he took another bite.

"Spinner?"

"The hell am I gonna talk about with that lizard?"

"First of all, it's a gecko quirk and you know that so don't be mean," you declared in defense of your comrade. "Though, you're right -- what would you talk about? I assume that also means no Tomura? I don't think I've ever seen you guys talk casually before -- aside from the dryest conversation about the weather… Maybe if we find some common ground between you two--"

"Fuck no."

"Aww, hey, he's not that bad. He's just…"

You rubbed at your neck unsure of what to say to that. Nothing you could say would change his thoughts on the matter. You weren't particularly close with Shigaraki, he had his own way of going about things which could be off-putting to most, but he just struck you as an awkward person who grew up without much social contact.

"The League sure is full of lonely people, huh?" You looked back up at the star-filled night for a few minutes, the both of you settling into a comfortable silence. An owl hooted in the distance as a cricket began to chirp from somewhere nearby. "I've always wondered if shooting stars ever got lonely."

"Sorry," you shake your head and laugh in embarrassment. "I like stars. Do you?"

"Stupid question."

You wondered if it really was and thought about how stars must seem miniscule to someone capable of burning as brightly as him. You leaned your head against the trunk and watched him finish his cake.

Earlier in the day, while writing down a list of necessary ingredients to bake and decorate the cake, there had been a conversation about birthdays. You couldn't remember who exactly brought up the topic, but you certainly weren't expecting the other members to easily give away that information. Unsurprisingly, Dabi was the only one that didn't share his.

He followed a gust of wind that swept through the night and as he passed you, flicked his plastic fork at you. You clumsily caught it and complained, only earning his indifference in return. He turned his back to you and set the paper plate ablaze. You opened your mouth to remind him of trashcans and how they still exist, but the words died in your throat as you watched the smoke get carried away by the breeze, away from you. You were secretly grateful that he was too busy making his way to an adjacent tree to notice you bite back a smile.

"Dabi."

"What is it now?" He leaned against his new tree and lazily shoved his hands in his pockets. He was always good at keeping his distance.

"You don't have to tell me your birthday."

He scoffed, "Way to state the obvious."

"We can share mine."

He narrowed his eyes at you, analyzing you for any sign of a punchline but your face was earnest. Annoyingly so.

"What makes you think I want your dumb birthday?"

"It's not that I think you want it, but wouldn't it be nice to have a day to celebrate… you?"

"What's there to celebrate," he sneered. He didn't mean for it to be taken so seriously, but the dopey look of concern on your face made him regret he said anything. Your brows furrowed.

"A lot. There's a lot to celebrate."

"Don't get all mushy, you're creepin' me out."

"Am I?"

"Yes," he growled. He wanted this conversation to be over and done with, snuffed out like a cigarette under his boot. It'd be easy enough to end it himself. All he had to do was be an asshole and leave you behind. Nothing he hadn't done before.

Deep, deep down there was a hungry part of him that ached. It belonged to the part of him that he had refused to acknowledge for the past seven years. He continued to ignore it's existence despite it being the very thing that kept him rooted in place, as though he were one of the trees in this giant fucking forest. The frustration it filled his chest with made him want to light himself on fire.

"At the expense of sounding like a creep…" You chewed on your bottom lip as you stared back up at the stars. Your fingers fiddled with a loose thread on your clothes. You were so easy to read.

"I'm really glad you're here."

Another breeze passed between the two of you, carrying your words along and rustling leaves. You looked over at him with eyes that overflowed with a depth of sincerity that made him want to start a wildfire and let himself get caught in it. He felt physically ill.

 "You're gonna make me sick."

One of Dabi's eyes squinted more than the other as his tongue poked out of his mouth enough for you to see his piercings. The way his face scrunched reminded you of a cat's Flehmen response. You would've thought it was cute if you didn't feel so offended right now.

You huffed, staring at the grass as you tried to ignore the heat that crept up to your cheeks. "Was it really that bad?"

"Cheesy as hell. Keep that shit to yourself."

You shook it off and sighed exaggeratedly. "Well, since you seemed to like it so much, I might have to do it again for you some time." You stuck your tongue out at him playfully.

"Don't you fuckin' dare or I'll roast you on the spot."

You grinned and opened your mouth to offer a lighthearted retort when you heard your name being called in the distance. You turned to look around the tree and saw Toga waving you over for your turn at karaoke. You waved back at the younger girl in acknowledgement before she hopped back inside the mansion.

"I'm surprised they managed to pry the mic out of Mr.'s hands long enough to give someone else a turn," you laughed. "See you later. I'm glad you liked the cake."

"Yeah, yeah."

He pulled out a pack of smokes from his jacket and stuck a cigarette in between his lips. He lit it and watched as you fiddled with the plastic fork he flicked at you earlier. "What're you still doing here for?"

You smiled at him.

"Happy birthday."

"Tch, cheesy," he spoke humorlessly as you turned away. "By the way..."

You looked back at him and felt your face burning up as you saw his gaze drop from your eyes down to your lips.

"…Dabi?"

He smirked.

"Y'got cake on your face."

You blinked a few times as you processed his words before swiping your mouth. You looked at your hand to see the vivid scarlet of the strawberry glaze.

"Oh." You looked at it for a moment before wiping it against your clothes and giving an awkward laugh, "Um, thanks."

"You got a room full of ears to make bleed, mine've had enough. Get outta here."

You laughed before you jogged back to the mansion. He stared at the ground where you previously stood and took a drag. With each inhale, the toxins purged his body of a restlessness that had been stirred by the zephyr of your words.

You talk too much. 

He looked up in time to see you wave goodbye at him before you disappeared inside. He breathed in another lungful of fumes before exhaling it up at the same sky that always seemed to captivate you.

"Happy birthday."

#dabi x reader #dabi x you #dabi #todoroki touya #grumpy sunshine #if you squint #it's a scene from a longfic i've been working on privately #first post i dunno how to tag this #i havent even set an icon or changed from default tumblr theme #fuck it we ball #edit nov 8 2023: um i waited a week before rereading and editing and other than cheesiness its not as bad as i thought it was when i posted #i got some new ideas last week but i take 1000 years to write and edit so hopefully i can post one of them in time for his birthday in jan #SpookyxSprinkles #edit april 5th 2024: cleaned little mistakes + wordings that've been bothering me. there's a paragraph i wanna fix SObad but i dunno how ye

[fiercynn]

so @manogirl, @inventedfangirling, and @sharingfandoms all tagged me in the thai ql favorites tag game (thanks friends!), and i wasn't sure if i had enough to say about shows other than bad buddy to do it, but i figure you can't ever talk about bbs too much amirite

favorite thai ql: yeah so it's bad buddy, surprise surprise. i watched it all in the course of like 36 hours in february 2022, not long after it had ended, and it has been thoroughly stuck in my soul ever since. i've watched it so many times and in so many pieces that i couldn't even guess at a number. i've posted...uh...200k words of bad buddy fic in the past year and half? the obsession is real. it's just such a perfect mix of antagonistic and silly and tense and sweet and heartbreaking and healing that i keep going back to it over over. i love its narrative arc, and i love its little details, and i love all the ways we get to keep reinterpreting it over and over in fanworks. and i love the people i've met in the fandom, which is really hard to separate from the show! i've made really close and awesome friends here, which seems extremely fitting tbh. so yeah anyway i like that show a lot

favorite pairing: seems obvious given my previous answer, but patpran, followed closely by inkpa! idk i just think they're both neat and extremely in love

most underrated actor: JENNIE PANHAN I NEED HER IN EVERYTHING OKAY

favorite character: parakul siridechawat. he's just so in love you guys, even when (he thinks) it's hopeless. i love a character who pines. my sexuality is pining actually and pran's might be too (jk i love pran for many many many reasons but this is the one i felt like talking about today)

favorite side character: i think it has to be a tie between mae from 3wbf and longtae from a tale of thousand stars...two very different characters! i love mae in all her complexity, her efforts to be good and kind and empathetic that are interrupted by the death of the one person who was good and kind and empathetic towards her, and her search for revenge once he's gone, and then her ultimate realization that she needs to stop the cycle of violence even if it takes one more act of violence herself. meanwhile i love longtae because he is sweet and funny and adorable and such a good friend to literally everyone in pha phun dao and also it's khao, how could i not?

favorite scene in a ql: so if i type the letter "y" in my browser, the first search result is the youtube link to bad buddy episode 5 part 4/4. does that answer your question

favorite line in a ql: i thought i was going to struggle with this one but it came to me instantly: uncle tong from bad buddy saying, "you might think one man can't change the world. but i want you to know that this world can't change someone like me either." have i mentioned i am both queer and work in climate activism for a living

most anticipated ql (& why): 23.5 degrees the series!!!! i was already one million percent there for milklove but the recent confirmation of viewjune is just like the icingest of icing on the cake. i'm so fucking stoked you guys

i'm sorry i'm not going to answer the question on guilty pleasure series because like @manogirl i do not believe in the concept, nor the ones on healthiest vs. toxic relationships because i simply do not feel like it <3

most underrated series: hmm, most of the thai ql series i've seen are too well-known/watched to count for this. like would we call gap the series underrated? probably not, right? maybe...triage? but i personally felt like triage got pretty uneven in the second half...idk this is the problem with having mostly stuck to gmmtv huh

i really have not kept good track of who has done this meme already so ummmm @citystoryscapes @mahuhumaling @melto @mousieta @incandescentflower @galauvant @dancing-out-in-space

#thai ql #bad buddy #bad buddy meta #3 will be free #a tale of thousand stars #23.5 degrees #bad buddy episode 5 part 4/4 #knowing meme knowing you

[dreamofjoys]

Hiฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ! can i have a request? like how

The nrc student + neige would react after they find out that mc is a girl? . like she covered her gunder cuz yk daddy issue kinda like her father wanted a son more, so he married again and he cares for his son more than her so at young age she started to hate her gender and learned material arts

Anyway than you for reading my dear❤(⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃

hi! i was actually gonna write a scenario about this for only vil,rook, malleus and lilia(cause im more familiar with their style) but i did not expect someone to send a req about this HAHAHA . I tried to write all of them as accurate as possible! sorry in advance if they seem a little ooc >_< thanks for requesting~

scenario: being in an all boys school is easy, after all, you were used to disguising yourself as a male. no one suspected your gender, why would there be a female in an all boys school? it wasn't until you confessed to them that you are a female ......

characters involved: all nrc + neige

tw: some spoilers event stories

heartslaybul

riddle

*inserts his in game shocked face*

yeah he was REALLY shocked

isn't this an all boys school? why is there a female here? did you just broke a rule?!

he is quite obsessed with rules but will calmly ask you why did you decide to hide your gender and stuff

when you told him about your reasons, he understands and sympathizes you

he feels like your dad does not deserve you

(i mean his mum literally have high expectations for him and stuff so he can understand hating your own gender when you feel unappreciated)

will offer you comfort and support

you know how to learn martial arts? that's cool! you can defend yourself in this place full of....chaotic kids /and maybe help to discipline adeuce

you might wanna teach him martial arts so that he can stand up for himself in front of his own mother

trey clover

another one that is also really shocked

will also calmly ask why are you hiding your gender and stuff

when he knows about your dad, he offers you comfort and support

" your gender does not define you. do not let your dad's action affect you. it is not worth it."

bakes you cakes and any treats that you like :)

you learn martial arts? he is interested to know why you learn them!

automatically becomes that ideal over caring dad that you never had

carter diamond

cay-kun is surprised!

shocked person number 3

doesn't change much around you, probably gets more flirty LMAO

he has 2 elder sisters, so i don't think he minds that you are a female?

huh? you disguised yourself as a male cause you hate your own gender?

kindly asked to see you in your female form... cause he wanna take pic and upload this precious moment on magicam

brings you out and say funny jokes so that you won't feel awkward being the only female in the school(and also to make you feel happy)

will definitely ask you to show him some cool martial art poses so that he can do it and make his magicam looks more cooler lmao

you are his bestie now eheh

deuce spade

your a girl this whole time???why????how????

he freezes on the spot instantly

starts to stutter when he talks to you

come on... have you seen the way he speaks to the ghost bride in the ghost marriage event ? T-T

when he heard about your dad, he starts to feel bad for you

how could someone do this to their own child?

he starts to feel even more grateful for his own mother

don't worry, he still treats you the same, maybe a little gentler

maybe not that gentle after he learned that you can do martial arts

probably suggests you to use that skill of yours to fight your step bro LMAO....

secretly can't wait to see you fight someone with your skills

ace trappola

you are a female??? that's so cool!

but why did you disguise yourself? oh you hate your own gender cause of your own father?

will give directly tells you that you being a female or male, does not change the fact that you are still you, so you should not bother about how other people treat you, and that includes your own family

his opinion towards you does not change at all, will still offer to help you, and maybe teases you more

also, why not use that martial art skill of yours to challenge your step bro? #2

savanaclaw

leona kingscholar

the first time he met you, he instantly knew that you are a female, but doesn't question you

doesn't bother you as long as you don't bother him

when he learned that you disguised yourself as a male because you hate being a female....he is confused

then when he learns about your father.. oh damn, he can understand why now

he too, was casted out in his family simply because he is the second born

if you ever step on his tail by accident, he will just let it slide

does not care if you know martial arts or not, just don't try to challenge him :D

ruggie bucchi

?????????????? why ????

and most importantly... how did he not noticed?

oh you dislike being a female?

he does not understand why, and probably doesn't bother about it

oh is cause of your dad? well i guess he would feel bad for you

you learn martial arts? definitely doesn't want to offend you lmao

jack howl

jack has a keen nose, but he tends to be a little oblivious

the first time he met you, he doesn't notice that you are a female

it was only after a few more interactions with you.... the scent that you give off is different from others

and the monthly period thing... just gives it away

this can go both ways, he either ask you about it(cause he wants to help you) or just wait and see how things go

when you tell him about the reason why you disguised yourself as a male, he is angry, not at you but at your father

is definitely slightly more overprotective around you

there's a defenseless girl in an all boys school! how could he not look out for you?

haha you learn martial arts? good, you can protect yourself. maybe you guys can go train together and exchange your skills

octaville

azul ashengretto

if you are going to tell him that you are a female, please don't

uses this information to blackmail you and ask you to help him do things lmaooo

oh people already know? then i guess that's too bad

will ask why you are doing this and blah blah blah

oh you hate your gender? your father prefers your step bro over you?

he is probably gonna say that's too bad and is life (you can always rub his wound and tell him about how he used to get bullied lmao)

will advertise some products to you...to help you disguised yourself better as a male (is a marketing opportunity to him)

oh you learn martial arts? perhaps he should group you with diasomnia.. and label you guys as one of the people to not mess with (cause he doesn't want his ass to get kicked)

jade leech

he SUSPECTS that you are a female, but doesn't ask

man just sits back and observe how you deal with choatic boys around you (is like an entertainment show to him)

when you confessed that you are a female, he acts surprised even though he is not lmaooo

will ask you why you are doing this

eh you hate your gender? he thinks it can't be helped since you are naturally born as a female

oh it's cause of your dad? well i guess some people are just a bastard

will ask you some questions about... period... simply cause he is just curious lmao

you learn martial arts? that's cool, do all females learn martial arts?

overall he will just ask you questions lmao... is probably his first time seeing a female on land so

floyd leech

also another one that suspects you are a female, except he confronts to you about it

eh, shrimpy is really a female?

he wants to squeeze you even more now, just to get the feeling of how it would be like to squeeze a female that belongs to the land

hmm you hate your gender? it can't be helped #2

it's because of your father? damn, he can help you to squeeze your father though ~

you know how to do martial arts? HAHA you either run or fight now, cause his desire to squeeze you even more just went from 80% to 200%

scarabia

kalim al asim

kalim is deifinitely shocked, but he is happy!

he has a female friend now! will throw a banquet to celebrate the friendship between you and him

when you told him about why you disguised yourself as a male, man feels sad for you. how could your own family do such a thing to you?

well, all the more to throw banquet for you

don't worry! is just a full on 8 course meal with plates that are made from gold. he will invite world class performers to perform for specially for you, ride on the flying carpet and pick whatever treasure you like from his "store room" jamil is definitely diagnosed with high blood pressure

gets excited when he learnt that you can do martial arts, will want to see you do it and will definitely praise you

jamil viper 

yeah cue in his shocked face 

you are a female?? why are you here then?? 

when he learns about your reasons, he is understanding and doesn’t push any further 

you being a female doesn’t really affect him 

no wait, it does, since kalim is being too excited and wants to invite you to breakfast lunch and dinner everyday

and now he gotta cook more food...

stress level just went up

?? you can do martial arts? might just open his eyes a little bigger so that you won’t hurt kalim

don’t worry, he loosens up once he realised that you are not a threat ^-^

pomofiere

vil schoenheit

he knows, cause rook told him, and also cause he noted that you were kinda different from others 

this can go both ways, if you guys aren’t close, he will keep his mouth shut about this matter

but if you guys are close, do expect him to ask you why

is not that he wants to intrude your privacy or anything, he is just curious as to what made you do such things

ah you hate your gender? vil definitely frowns. he thinks that is a part of you and that you shouldn’t hate something that defines you

oh...... is cause of your father? he favours your other sibling more? now vil is angry. who does that to their own child??

don’t worry, he will definitely give you tips and tricks to improve your overall appearance and your mental state (so that you can outshine your stepbro)

he only humms when he learns that you know martial arts. sure it might seem cool to others, but can you do it elegantly tho??

don’t worry, this man meant no harm hehe 

rook hunt

LOL he stalks everyone around NRC, so he is probably the first person to find out that you are a female 

confronts to you about it, and ask tons of questions + praising 

“why did you decide to hide your gender?” “oh my eyes has been blessed by a true beauty~”

when he learns about your reasons, he frowns ever so slightly

“ah, that’s not a very beautiful thing that your father is doing”

also.....just keep on praising you about how good you look when you are in your female form

i mean... pomofiere is a dorm based on the beauty queen, that means queens are 101!!! and you are no exceptions

you can do martial arts? tres bien~ care to play a game with him? you be the mouse and he will be the cat 

epel felmier 

EEHHHHHHHHHH???

you are a female???? he thought you were just like him lmao...

gets a little shy around you 

when you told him about the reasons why you were disguising yourself as a male, man’s jaw dropped 

you hate your gender??????? :( 

feels kinda sad for you 

will punch your father for you though, just say the word and don’t let vil find out about it 

will shyly ask you to teach him martial arts cause he wanna look cool lmaoo hHAHHA such a cute baby lol 

ignihyde 

idia shroud 

is this some kind of anime or what

why are you disguising yourself as a male 

are you an undercover agent here to blow up NRC?? O.O 

nah he is just exaggerating lol 

stutters a lot

i mean he usually stutters.... but with you is just extra more stuttering 

so he just runs away lol....he is not familiar with females 

ahhhhhhhh you hate your gender? mannn will suggest you to just wear full body suit to hide your identity lmao, easy

your dad doesn't like you that much cause you are a female? will literally suggest you to change gender... 

you learn martial arts? so does this mean that you can kick his ass?

idia is never coming out of his room ever again

he is convinced that real people are scary

ortho shroud

shOCKED 

“ah! not even my data can predict this!”

someone please tell him that data prediction is not everything, but he will definitely remember this as a rare case 

will ask you why you are disguising yourself as a male

ah you hate your gender?:( does research about the difference between male and female and then proceeds to state all the pros of being a female 

unlike idia, ortho is more understanding and tries to give you support

martial arts?? dayum, it reminds him of that one anime that idia is currently watching rn

will try to put you and idia together lollll 

diasomnia

malleus draconia 

this man is old

im quite sure he has seen a fair share of females before, but never really interacted with them 

when he first saw you, he already knew that you are a female loll but decided not to say it 

he also kinda wanna see how this drama will unfold lmaoooo

when he learns about your reasons, he is quite shocked

why would you hate your gender? poor dragon boy does not understand

are all human fathers like that?

don't blame him please, he is not heartless, he is just relatively confused about how humans relationship work

"male or female, you are still blood family. one should not let their own gender interfere with the family bond"

doesn't really know how to help you, but will share some of his ice cream with you :D

eheh you learn martial arts? maybe you can teach silver and sebek

lilia vanrouge

the first time he saw you, boom, adoption time

he knows your a female, and is not bothered by it

will ask you why you are disguising yourself

you hate your gender?? why???

your father dotes on your stepbro more than you?

that's not your father anymore

your new father is lilia vanrouge

isn't it wonderful? you have a war criminal war general as your father :D

(i do see him as someone who wants a daughter though)

you learn martial arts? kekek maybe you can be silver's new sparing partner! and also sister

best dad ever = lilia vanrouge

silver

is....clueless

doesn't rlly know why you are doing this and how did you not get caught

also a little concerned by your well-being in this school

this school is full of chaotic dudes, are you coping well?

when he learns about your reasons, poor boy is sad

i mean even though he is an orphan, he has an adoptive father that loves and care for him a lot

he is not good with words, but you can tell him anything that you want, and he will do it for you

you can do martial arts? please train with him, he wants to improve his skills (and learn more about you)

sebek

SCREAMS

WHAT IS A WOMEN DOING HERE

ISN'T THIS AN ALL BOYS SCHOOL

unlike idia, he is fully convinced that you are a spy lmao

calms down a little after he hears about your situation

ahh...that was....unexpected

idk why but i can see him saying that all humans are like that

this is the time when you should use your martial art skills to knock some sense into him

cues his shocked face

so you know martial arts..?not bad.... for a human....

wanna spar?

RSA

Neige Leblanche

he is happy!!!

a female friend??? say no more

gets a little sad when he learns about your situation but is okay, this pretty boy here will make you happy

brings you out to shopping, gives your praises, cooks with you and etc

you can do martial arts? he will be interested to know how did you learn it. was it easy to learn?

might ask you to teach him a little so that he can use it for his career

#twisted wonderland x mc #twisted wonderland #vil schoenheit #pomofiere #rookhunt #y/n #imagines #malleus draconia #diasomnia #lilia vanrouge #silver #sebek zigvolt #jamil #ruggie #leona #cater #twisted wonderland riddle #rook #azul ashengrotto #flyod leech #jade leech #epel felmier #twst neige

[sl-newsie]

My Review of 92sies

Gotta remember this was made in the 90s by the classic Disney intro! 😄

Thank you Max for the great intro monologue! ‘Thank you Max, for that marvelous introduction!’ Hocus Pocus, anyone?

Gotta appreciate how much they were able to make a crammed set look like New York

Oh. My. God! Shirtless Mush is sooo cute! 😍 

No wonder Skittery’s always angry- I’d be too if I was woken up early. 😤

Not even 5 minutes in and Jack’s called Cowboy  🤠

Where was Kloppman in Livesies? Really, where? 

I wanna know how all the newsies characters were created. Was someone reading A Christmas Carol and was like ‘yes, we need teenage Tiny Tim!’

I noticed they have the same audio of the kid yelling ‘c’mon move it! move it!’ later at the end.

Why did they cut out the ‘takes a smile as sweet as butter?’ bit?

Aw Race does the sign of the cross! Is he Catholic?

At first I was confused about the woman singing in the background but over time I feel that she brings the idea that not all the newsies are orphans 

Sorry but Race backing up from being threatened by a stick is hilarious 

Jack is so much calmer in this version! No more angry Jack

Awww! Les is so cuuute! The way he just stares at Jack while he’s running is priceless 😊

Race and Jack show more friendship chemistry in the first 10 minutes than Jack and Race in Livies during the whole show

Already 92sies Les is so much better 

It’s really hard to not picture Jack as Batman

Half the movie is watching all-a the newsies reactions in the background! 

Headlines don’t sell papes, newsies sell papes- the entire plot summed up in one sentence. 🗞️

Properly shows how the newsies respect a lady by them removing their hats

‘What’s that deafening noise?’ Uh, that’s your employees doing their job? 

I feel sorry for the guy shaving that Snider just shoves to the side when he runs up the stairs.

LUV Medda’s getup! All of it! Anne-Margret is so good! The way she talks to Les is so cute!

I have spotted the teleporting ventriloquist dummy guy!

I personally don’t ship Javid, but 92sies shows much better chemistry between Jack and David than Livesies.

‘Then you’ll be a real cowboy!’ ‘Yeah.’ What about a painter? Now where would you ever get that idea? 🤠🧑‍🎨

So it’s raining while they’re having dinner, then it stopped when they're on the fire escape, and the ground is dusty enough so when Jack does his Santa Fe ‘dance’ he doesn’t get all muddy? Huh.

Only thing about Sarah is that I feel her New York accent could’ve been better.

I wanna know who made the birthday cake. One of the cast or crew maybe?

I prefer Christian’s daydreamy version of Santa Fe. 🏜️

I’d like know what the people in the street are thinking, like ‘what the heck is this guy randomly singing?’

The streetlights make 92sies at night seem like a very cozy atmosphere

Why did they cut out the scene of Christian using a lasso? Learning how to use a lasso was a big deal for him!

What ever happened to the horse Jack technically stole?

Race and Jack’s friendship never gets old!

Pulitzer’s calculation behavior is… weird. Also why is he imitating Tevye’s If I Were A Rich Man dance?

Ok, we need a class where every newsie is pointed out and named so everyone knows who they are

What are the pedestrians thinking when the newsies start singing?

You’re a leader! Here Jack, have a stick! Now break it!

‘Em-bastards!’

Hey it’s Lone Star in a bowler hat! 

Now I want to use ‘hoity toity’ every day.

Yeessss! BROOKLYN! But where can I find the music if it’s not in the soundtrack?! 🌉

‘I spent a month there one night.’ Uh what does that mean, Boots?

Why is Spot Colon’s slingshot never brought up in Livesies?

Ok when I first watched this I didn’t know what to expect from Spot Colon but I remember that as soon as I saw him I had a crush on him instantly. 🥰

People always make fun of Spot’s height, whether it be 92sies or Livesies. But being a short person myself and knowing other short people I can honestly say that short people definitely can be scary! Seriously I’ve scared more people than I can count even if I don’t mean to, so imagine Spot Colon intentionally trying to be scary! To quote Yoda: ‘size matters not!’ Spot Colon could kick everyone’s ass if he wanted!

I luv how all the other Brooklyn newsies are just waiting intimidatingly in the background for Spot to either give the all clear or the o-k to soak Davey.

How did numerous fan theories about Spot’s key get started? 🗝️

Seize the Day is on fire! I luv the quick footwork and acro work in the confined space even though the dance number could’ve been held in a bigger area.

Where did the newsies get tomatoes to throw at Wiesel? 🍅

How long did it take to clean up the torn newspapers after they got done filming that scene?

Huh, Jack actually cares enough to try to break Crutchy out? Also how does nobody notice Jack casually standing around with a rope?

It’s cute how Les and the younger newsies made homemade drums!

‘Never fear, Brooklyn is here!’ Oh my God yeessss! 😆

It’s over, Weasel! Brooklyn has the high ground! Star Wars, anybody?

The newsies picture looks like what every attempt at a family picture looks like, with everybody scattered and looking at different places.

King of New York, still my favorite! The way they had all these guys in this tiny room with all these tables, and yet still pull off a decent dance number! Just wow.

Crutchy your positivity is contagious, even though sometimes you gotta learn when to be sad.

Jack how on Earth can you fall asleep on a fire escape?

Nice rooftop backdrop! Wonder if Jack painted it… 🎨🤔😆

Jack still wants to leave, but at least on the rooftop he explains how he’s not used to growing roots anywhere and actually asks Sarah if she cares.

‘...others who would dare to leeee!’ What, Pulitzer?

I luv how the newsies dress up for the rally!  Even though they’re poor they still know when to act ‘proper.’ Also Spot, you look great! 👍

Seeing Medda dance with all the is always fun to watch, especially with Blink and Race completely fawning over her.

Why is it that Davey and Spot immediately see that Denton’s pointing out Snyder but it takes Davey yelling in Jack’s face for him to see it? 

Typical Race to gamble with a judge 🃏

They really make us hate Snyder. Even if you don’t like Jack (don’t know how someone could but whatever), you really feel bad for him when Snyder takes him back to the Refuge. 😣

How in the world does nobody notice the newsies hiding out around the refuge or when Davey rides on the back of the carriage? There’s cops literally 10 feet from them and they still don’t see a group of kids?

Even when Jack’s yelling he’s still less angry then Jeremy’s angry Jack.

All the Refuge gives you to sleep on is a rusty bed frame? Ouch!

‘We was beat when we was born.’ Yikes Jack got some dark thoughts. 😳

It doesn’t take going through a whole day sulking and getting yelled at by Katherine for 92sies Jack to change his mind, it only takes the Delancys beating up the Jacobs for him to finally say no. 

Once And For All is catchier than the Livesies version

I like how they show all the different kids at odds and ends jobs, as well as how some kids back then didn’t know how to read.

Only thing is I wish they would’ve talked about the details with the deal with Pulitzer

Sarah doesn’t need to beg Jack to stay, Jack figures it out that he needs to stay.

Jack, how can you leave? You’re making Les cry! 😖😭

Now Mush is looking cute next to a lamppost 😍

I’m hearing the audio from the beginning!

Yes, Jarah is a relationship I can tolerate! It’s not toxic or annoying, and they don’t look like they wanna kill each other every scene.

Spot riding away in the carriage is perfect! ‘By, Spot!’ 🥰

Overall I’d want to know what the original newsies would think of this. I mean just imagine the ones from 1899 watching this and thinking ‘I don’t think we ever did this much singing and dancing.’

And now to take a moment for the 92sies who did not make it into Livesies: Snipeshooter, Boots, Bumlets, PieEater, Snoddy, Itey, Snitch, Swifty, Jake, Dutchy, Skittery, Snaps, Tumbler, and Flipper. They will be missed. Instead they will be replaced by new newsies that are far more stupid and annoying, but on the bright side are very good dancers. 😔

I feel like 92sies isn’t talked about as much because it’s more dated and not as recent. When people mention that current stars like Ben Cook are in Livesies then everyone talks about it like it’s the best thing since sliced bread. But when people say Christian Bale is in 92sies then they just say ‘oh yeah, he’s Batman’ and just leave it at that. Just because 92sies doesn’t have the A+ Broadway dancing doesn’t mean it’s not a good musical,

#Newsies #newsies 1992 #1992sies #newsies broadway #Jack Kelly #sarah jacobs #Les Jacobs #david jacobs #boots newsies #skittery newsies #spot conlon #mush newsies #racetrack higgins #racetrack newsies #crutchie newsies #crutchy newsies #medda larkin #Christian Bale #max casella #anne-margret #snipeshooter #livesies #david moscow #short people unite #star wars #hocus pocus #disney #a christmas carol #batman #space balls

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Power

Sub! Jimmy Uso x Dom! Fem Reader

NSFW! 18+! MINORS DNI!

Warnings: Possessive behavior, edging session, tying up, begging, degrading names, cumplay, sex toy use

Word Count: IDK it’s late

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“Jimmy.” She growled as she looked down at her boyfriend on all fours nervous of her next words. “Baby please let me make it up to you-“ “Shut up.” Her voice bellowed in the house, he gulped trying to keep his cool since he’s already on egg shells. “Jimmy I don’t understand, your only suppose to have eyes for me. And yet, me catching you talking to another female? You were doing so good.”

The couple went to the club to have some fun. But Jimmy was in the mood to have some different plans. He wanted to see that evil side she tries to keep from him, and he wants it tonight. He wants to suffer in her hands. So he decided to go talk to another women in her eye view. As soon as he finished, he turned around and saw her at the other side of the dance floor giving a dead yet mad look. That look gave him chills. He blinked as someone passed her in his view and she disappeared. Soon after about 5 mins, she gave a text.

“Bring your stupid ass to the car.”

He smiled excited seeing that his plan worked and he bit his lip as his dick jumped some. The woman wanted to talk to him more but he shoos her away following his mistresses orders.

She smirked and she lifted Jimmy’s head by her finger and she looked in his eyes seeing fear and lust. “You wanted to make me Jealous.” She stated. As soon as he was about to say something she smacked him and he growled low keeping quiet. “You wanted my attention that bad huh?” He blushed embarrassed and nodded. “Such a naughty fucker.” He needs to hear this, he’s wanted this side of her for a while. “Welp looks like imma have to give you that punishment huh?” He felt a chill go down his spine, he wanted to beg but then she’s gonna just blue ball him. “Baby I’m sorry-“ She rolled her eyes getting up and walking pass him, she whistled and he crawled over. “Hm. Let’s see…” she pulled out a fleshlight and cock ring. “Go sit in a chair bitch, imma have fun tonight.”

Jimmy was hands behind his back in a chair panting some as she slowly stroked his large dick off with the fleshlight. She added warming lube and the cock ring is making the throbbing erection worst. “You would have been getting some real head from yo girlfriend but no, you wanna be a little slut huh? Fuck girls behind mistress back?” He shook his head no as she went faster, he whimpered some trying his hardest not to cum. She’s so hot when she’s dominant. “Now sweetie, let’s go ahead and hear that apology from the top.”

“Yes ma’am. I-I apologize for speaking and interacting with a woman who is not my mistress.” He struggled to say as the fleshlight felt so good along with that warming lube. He moaned out and soon the fleshlight was removed. He whined over the sudden cold hitting his standing, needy dick. “Stop being such a needy bitch, keep going.” She hissed and put the fleshlight back on slow.

“F-fuck and I would love for my mistress to forgive me please. I love her so much.” He bit his lip as she went a bit faster giving eye contact. “You’re such a sweet boy Jimmy. You think you deserve to cum?” She asked giggling. “No baby I don’t, I don’t deserve anything, but I’ll be so grateful if you let me please~” he begged and soon another orgasm denial. His dick was starting to throb more and it was annoying him. He growled a bit controlling his breathing. “I don’t want you ever to speak to another bitch ever again unless it’s family. Understood?” She hissed in his ear and he blushed from the possessive side of her. She put the fleshlight back on him as she said that using it kissing him on his neck and massaging his scalp. “You love me bitch?” She asked lightly in his ear. He whimpered close already. “Yes mistress I do I love you so much~” He soon felt her soft lips on his and that’s what took the cake.

He whimpered in the kiss as he started to cum in the toy. She started to use the toy to milk every last drop slow. He laid his head back groaning from the built up orgasm. She moved the toy and giggled sitting it down. “Such a good boy. Now let’s get you out this stuff and get you a bath with me.” He smiled tired and nodded and as she removed the ties he grabbed her and hugged her close. “I’m really sorry baby. I love you.” He did feel bad about what happened. She giggled and kissed his forehead. “I forgive you Jimmy. Now come on, so we can rest.” He nodded and carried her to the bathroom for their bath. Happy that she’s in his life.

#wwe one shot #wwe imagine #wwe smackdown #wwe raw #wwe smut #wwebloodline #the usos #jimmy uso

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Perfect Storm - Dean Winchester x Reader

A/N: Hi friends! I know I’ve been rather absent with posting stuff but life has been HECTIC! I work two jobs, seven days a week right now so it’s a lot and I’m exhausted. Anywho, this imagine is part of @supraveng ‘s follower challenge! I’ve been working on this since like August of 2022 or so and was supposed to be done by the first of September but she allowed me an extension. Thanks for that babe, and congrats on 500 follows! 

Masterlist of all Masterlists| Supernatural Masterlist

Warnings: FLUFF! Breakdown, crying, comfort. Someone has a HUGE breakdown so if that’s a trigger for you, I am sorry!

Word Count: 5,887

Thanks for being patient with me friends! Love to you all!

It’s been six weeks since we’ve been on the road, trying to figure out where Chuck could be hiding. That asshat has been messing with Sammy and I for way too long, trying to take over the world. Sure, he’s God but that doesn’t mean he has to control every little thing and try killing us in the process! And since we have no leads, we’ve been trying to find other cases to work and more people to save. I was currently sitting behind the wheel of my beloved Baby, Sam beside me, scrolling through his phone, while AC/DC played from the car stereo and a pretty impressive drum solo came up.

“Dean, for once can we listen to anything but AC/DC?” Sam asks, pinching the bridge of his nose between his fingers as I continue my solo. 

“Sammy, what have I always said?  Driver picks the music,” 

“Shotgun shuts his cake hole, I know,” he finished my sentence. “But what if I drove?”

“Oh risky question, little brother” I reply.

“I’ll drive when you sleep.” 

“Yeah and how often do I actually sleep, Sam?” 

Last time I slept without a nightmare was…well I don’t really know. The nightmares have been getting increasingly worse the last few months. Not that I’ve slept well before that but since Jack accidently killed our Mom, that’s been a struggle. I’ve watched her die twice now, something no child should ever have to see, especially at four years old. But even the second time, it's pretty bad. I still hate the kid for what he did but I’ve forgiven him…for now. Sam had a somber look on his face and knew I didn’t want to talk about it anymore. 

“So get this, there have been an unusual amount of homicides in a small town in Northern Texas, more than they normally deal with in the year, in just six months.”

“Huh, doesn’t sound like our kind of thing. People are just nuts today, Sammy,”

“True, but there is something that seems like we would do. Each time someone goes to recover the body, there is nothing left.” Sam says.

“Okay that might be something we could work on but, I’m not convinced it’s a monster yet,” I say.  

“Maybe not, but I think it’ll be worth checking out.”

Redirecting our path, I drove Baby in a U-turn and headed off to the nearest small town in Northern Texas, where these cases stemmed from. Several hours passed and we ended up in Wichita Falls and rolled into a small motel on the east side of town. Once we were settled, Sam pulled out his laptop and began typing away at the keys while I searched for a place to get a good burger by looking through flyers in the room. Sam tuned into a police scanner and soon enough there was a call in regards to suspicious activity near our motel.

‘”Dean, I think we got something,” Sam says, turning the volume up.

“All units, we have gunshots out by the WayfarerMotel. RP (reporting party) advised at least six shots were heard, no sound of vehicles but advised there were people arguing on the south side of the property near the freeway,” A female voice called over the radio and responses of “10-4” were soon followed.

Sam and I grabbed our guns, checking to make sure they were loaded and ready to go. We didn’t interfere with the police but did offer them assistance when it came to the investigation aspect. Looking out the windows, we watched as several vehicles had been on scene and officers were searching for the suspect. Soon after, more shots were fired, shouts of “he’s trying to run” and soon enough, someone was handcuffed. 

“Wait, where is the body?!” Someone yells and a swarm of officers and other investigators gathered around to see if there was a victim. Sam and I took that as our queue to come on scene.

“Gentlemen, this is a closed scene” a voice said, turning to shoot us questioning looks.

“It’s okay, we’re from the FBI, I’m Agent Stan, this is my colleague Agent Lee,” I say flashing my fake badge, Sam following the lead.

“We didn’t call in the FBI,” another officer said.

“I’ll be honest, we were off duty and heard of the incident, wanted to see if we could help out.” I said, trying to ease the confusion.

“I’ll allow it,” one of the Sergeants on scene said, seeming to not care about the fight.

“So what’s happened? We’ve heard there’s been a string of homicides with no victims found?” Sam asked, pulling a notepad out of his pocket.

“Not a single one and this is abnormal for the city to have this many homicides in one year.” An officer, later introduced as Officer Hughes, explained the incident.

“Any leads on what is happening? Is any suspicious person found or any other activity that all the cases have had in common?” 

“Well we did find something in each case that relates them together in some bizarre way. Each case has the same call for service. Caller calls in, advises of gunshots, hears people arguing, we get on scene and only one person is found. Aside from the callers, just one person is found. We handcuff them just for safety precautions but the majority of the time, we end up letting them go. In all my years I’ve worked in law enforcement, I’ve never seen anything like this. No definite suspect, no found victims. So we can’t fully rule them as homicides either because there is nobody.” Officer Hughes said.

“Well we might be here for a little while then so we can help out,” Sam said, trying to add a helping hand.

“That won’t be necessary gentlemen, we have enough people on this,” Officer Hughes said, dismissing us as he got back to his vehicle. 

“Well that went well,” I said, sighing in exasperation.

“Come on, I bet if we head back to the police station, someone might be able to give us some information.” Sam said, settling into the passenger seat.

I grabbed a few supplies before I sat behind the wheel of my precious Baby and found the station was not too far from our motel. Pulling up, I find a parking space across the street from the building and Sam and I walk up the steps to the front doors of the station. It was the eerily morning hours, not too many people on the streets, the perfect time for people to commit crimes. Opening the large door, a young woman sat behind the desk, looking up at us when the door slammed behind us.

“Can I help you gentlemen?” She asks, eyes flitting between the two of us. 

“Uh yeah, I’m Agent Stan, this is Agent Lee, we’re with the FBI,” I say and we both flash our badges.  

“We were just on scene of the shooting by the Wayferer Motel and we weren’t able to get a lot of information. Do you think there’s anyone we can talk to about this?” Sam says, giving a small grim to the woman.

“Well given the fact that it's three in the morning, most people aren’t here and won’t be here until eight or so. Y’all might want to come back,” she says, looking back to her computer in front of her.

“Maybe you can help us. Do you know anything about the string of potential homicides that have been happening here lately?” I say, trying to turn on my charm as best as I could.

“No and even if I did, I’m not at liberty to discuss cases with anyone, even other law enforcement,” she says.

“Alright well, here’s my card, whenever someone is available, have them give me a call. You have a good rest of your morning,” I say, shooting the woman a wink.

The next morning, we headed back to the station to see if there was anyone we could talk to. “Good morning gentlemen, how can we help you?” Another lady at the front desk said as we walked to the window. 

“Yeah we were here last night trying to see if we could talk to anyone about the shooting at the Wayfarer Motel.”

“Do you have any information about it?” The lady asked.

“No but we were on scene and we’re with the FBI,” Sam and I flashed our badges as soon as I said FBI.

“Let me call over to the detectives and see if we can’t find someone to come talk to y’all.” 

“Thank you,” Sam says and we both start looking at the displays hung around the lobby.

“Agents.” A male in a black polo shirt and khaki pants with a badge around his neck walks to us and shakes our hands.

“I’m Detective Parker, follow me,” he says, leading us through a door and taking him into a room with a table and some chairs.

“So y’all were on the scene last night?” Detective Parker asked us.

“Yes we were staying at the hotel and we’ve heard about some of the incidents where someone is shot but there’s no body’s left,” Sam explains.

Detective Parker sighs and runs a hand down his face. “It made no sense as to what happens to the bodies after they’re shot. We have no answers and our citizens are getting frustrated as to why their family members’ bodies are not there to bury or cremate them.”

“And that’s why we’re here. Tell us everything you do know,” I say. 

A few hours go by as we dive deep into the last weeks of the calls and cases from the City. I get up to go grab some coffee and stumble to an office where a bunch of ladies are sitting behind computers and answering phones. 

“Well hello ladies,” I smirk to the room of beautiful women.

“Who are you?” One of them pipes up and asks. 

“I’m Agent Stan of the FBI. I’m here helping with some of the shootings y’all have had here. Y’all know anything about those?” I ask.

“We heard about them but we don’t know anything. The guys don’t tell us anything, just what happened.” Another clerk said and she immediately caught my attention. She had long (y/h/c), bright (y/e/c) eyes, and she didn't bother looking at me much longer after that first comment. It seemed like she wasn’t impressed with me and that made me more intrigued by her.

“I see, is there anything you can tell me sweetheart?” I ask, trying to turn on my charm but again, she seemed unimpressed.

“That’s it now if you’ll excuse me, I have work to get back to,” she says, her tone harsh but I found it interesting. 

“Pardon me ma’am,” I say using my best Southern voice but the look of annoyance on her face proved she couldn’t care less.

Most of the time,  I can get away with some flirting with women, this one? She’ll be more of a challenge.”

“Agent Stan?” A voice called to me. I stand and follow him back to another room off set by the clerks area. 

“So, what kind of leads do you have, if any?” He asked, Sammy was  already in the room. 

“Well, we kind of have a few ideas but you wouldn’t believe us,” I said, shooting a pointed look to my younger brother. 

“Try me, I’ve been in this for a long time. I’ve heard just about everything,” the lead investigator on this and other shootings said. 

“We think it might be a series of soul eaters” I say.

“What now?” 

“Soul eaters, they are exactly what you think they are. Since all the bodies that have been killed here are basically hallowed out shells, we think there may be several around the area. Unfortunately, they are not easy to kill but we do know someone who can and can set the souls back to the bodies they were taken from,” I explained as rationally as I could but I knew it seemed crazy to those who were not used to hunting. 

“Well that is definitely something I didn't expect to hear but it also isn’t the most out there answer I’ve heard either.”

“Alright, well let us call our guy and see what he says about it.” I say, giving a pointed look to the detective, wondering what other crazy things he’s seen but deciding not to ask. 

I grab my phone out of my pocket and scroll down my contact until it stops on the name. I hate asking this guy for help but he’s our only source for this case so I push back my personal feelings and press the call button. 

“Hello Dean,” his accented voice, full of entitlement, rang through my ear.”

“Ketch, we need your help,” I say.

“Well hello to you too,” he says and I can just hear the dumb grin on  his face.

“Yeah hi, listen we’re out here in North Texas and we’re helping the local police on a case we think you may have experience in,” I say, getting straight to the point.

“Oh, where in Texas are you? My daughter happens to be out there and she works at a police department,” he says.

“Since when did you have a kid?” I ask.

“Oh, never mind that. Where am I going?”

“Wichita Falls.”

“That’s where my daughter lives!” 

Oh crap, so Ketch’s offspring works at the police department here? Awesome.                                                                                                                  

A few hours later and we’re back at the scene of the crime. Ketch wanted the low down on what we’ve discovered up to this point so we decided to meet at the scene and go over what we know.

“So the bodies are never found?” Ketch asks.

“Nope they’re completely gone. Nothing is left behind but there’s always signs of some form of homicide,” Sam explains.

“And you lads are thinking its,” he trails off until I pipe in with our research.

“Soul eaters, except they’ve evolved so much over the years, they’re not just taking souls anymore.”

“Interesting, well you called the right person then,” Ketch says, standing up and heading to his car.

“So?  What does that mean?” I say, Sammy and I quickly follow him. 

“It means that I’ve seen it once before,” he said, Sam and I catching up with him. 

“You have?” Sam asked.

“A long time ago, yes. It was a rather tragic event for the families but we were able to get the bodies back.”

“How?” I ask.

“Well it won't be easy but we have to…make a sacrifice of sorts,” he says, making his way back to his car. “Follow me back to the station and I’ll go over the details with detectives.” 

We jump inside Baby and speed down the highway, much like Ketch had left. When we finally pulled back to the station, it was nearing five o’clock and a lot of the employees had been leaving for the day.

“Dad!” A female voice says, bounding over to Ketch and wrapping her arms around him.” 

“(Y/N)!” he says, turning to the girl I noticed in the criminal investigation section earlier; no.

“Gents, I’d like for you to meet my daughter, (Y//N), (Y/N) this is Sam and Dean. They are friends of mine.”

“Oh the Winchesters? I thought you didn't like them?” She says and I chuckle; I like this girl.

“Well not at first, no, but we’ve all come to an agreement of sorts.”

“So, you’re Ketch’s daughter,” I say, looking at the woman.

“Not by blood. He adopted me when I was a kid. My bio parents died in a hunting accident when I was six and Ketch happened to be there, so he took me in,” she says.

“Well, we’re glad you’re here, (Y/N),” Sam says, reaching to shake her hand; I just nod at her.

I couldn’t believe it, even for a minute, I thought a girl related to Ketch was beautiful. 

As our investigation went on, so did the opportunities for (Y/N) to show up unannounced, or so it seemed. Like, I thought she had a job at the department, but somehow she always ended up there, along with her Dad, to help assist us in our investigation. Not that I really minded her company but it was a little…odd.

“Don't you have something better to do?” I ask her as she’s going through some paperwork from the shooting.

She stopped flipping through the pages halfway between the pile and looked up to meet my gaze. “I’m helping on this case, y’all need some help sometimes, right?” 

“Well yes but I thought you had another job to do?” I ask. 

“I’m getting the feeling you don’t want me around Winchester,” she says, now more frustrated with me.

“I don’t care what you do,” I say, trying to play off how I was feeling underneath the surface. To be honest, I did care what she did. I barely know the girl but she’s getting under my skin and inside my head. What the hell is happening here I have no idea but all I know is I like being around her.

“Well clearly you do otherwise you wouldn’t be asking,” she says, raising an eyebrow in a challenging way.

Shit that wasn’t supposed to happen. I thought to myself so I did the best thing I knew to do; I walked away. I don’t know what my problem was but this had to stop. I couldn’t like Ketch’s daughter, her father is literally the biggest douche I’ve ever met so no way could I get involved with her. But the way she moved when she walked, swaying in the slightest way, her head held high like she owned the place. She didn’t  look a thing like her Dad but there was more to her than that. She had that long (y/h/c) that flowed past her shoulders and down her back. It was just a little wavy and seemed to have more than one color in it but it suited her well. And those big beautiful (y/e/c) and a perfect smile to match. In just the few short days we were working this case, she has taken over every thought of mine so naturally, I didn’t like her. 

“Dean, are you ready to go?!” Sam yells to me from the other room.

“Yeah,” I called back and grabbed my gear before meeting up with Sam, Ketch and (y/n). “What is she doing here?” 

“She is here to help. Believe it or not gents, she does know about this life and has helped me out more than a time or two,” Ketch explained. 

“As long as she stays out of the way,” I say, throwing a duffle bag into the trunk before making my way to the front. I could hear her huff in annoyance but I could care less. 

We drove around town for a while, trying to find the supplies we were going to need for our “sacrifice” before we headed back to the motel where the last body was supposed to be. Gathering everything together, we followed Ketch’s instructions and then it was time for the dreaded part. 

“So what exactly do we need to sacrifice?” Sam asks. 

“Well, that’s where it can be rather difficult. We don’t need an entire person or thing to sacrifice, but we need the blood of the pure of heart,” Ketch explains.

“Who would that be?” I ask before following his eyes over to his daughter. Her face turned a bit pale, knowing her blood was going to be nearly drained from her body but she didn't hesitate. 

“Tell me what I have to do,” she says.

“I know this won't be easy for you darling, but I will be right here the entire time,” Ketch says, attempting to comfort his child. 

“Dad, I’m not a child, I can do this,” she says.

“I know but you are my child, my only child for that matter and I worry about you,” he says.

“This isn’t the first time I’ve put myself in a little bit of a difficult place for helping you out and I’m sure it won’t be the last,” (Y/N) says. 

As much as I hate to admit it, she’s incredible for doing this and doing it more than just one time. I’m not saying I care about (y/n) or anything but this is going to be a risky task. She’s going to need to give a generous amount of blood for this sacrifice and to see she’s okay with going in without a second thought; it's admirable. It was almost as if we were in a hospital; we had a needle hooked up into her arm and tube after tube of blood was being drawn from her. I could tell it was making Ketch uncomfortable because it was his child, whether biologically or not, so I escorted him out of the room. 

“Here, let’s go get a beer or something,” I say, clapping my hand on his shoulder and walking out. 

“I’m sorry Dean, I just couldn't stand to see that much blood coming from my daughter,” Ketch says, sighing in defeat as we sat across one another at the map table in the Bunker. 

“Hey, there’s no need to apologize. I’m worried about her, too,” I say. 

A moment of silence passed between us before Ketch spoke again. “You care for her don’t you?” 

“What? No, I don’t care for her!” I say, suddenly becoming defensive.  

“You do; I can see it on your face. I’ve had the same look before and it does not go away so easily,” he says, frowning and dropping his eyes to the floor. 

“Okay so what if I do? Is that so bad?” I ask. 

“No it's not, but since this is my daughter we’re talking about, it does make a bit of difference.”

“Look Ketch, I would never hurt her,” I say, trying to explain what I hope I can do for his child. 

“I know you wouldn’t, Dean. In fact, I’m not worried about her dating you, if that is what she wants. I am worried about this life; hunting. She has had some exposure to it but I try to shelter from it most of the time. If she’s around you, I’m afraid someone or something will get to her and there would be no point for my life to continue at that point.” Ketch was being really vulnerable and I was surprised to say the least, but I respected it. Sure, we had our issues trusting him in the past but this is his kid and right now, she is all that matters.

“Dad?” A groggy voice calls to the room. 

“Hey kiddo, your  Dad went to get you some supplies for when you woke up. We all became worried when you went whiter than a sheet but we managed to get you back. You’ve been sleeping for the last few hours cause you did lose a lot of blood but we’ve monitored you,” I saw, looking down at the young girl on the bed in front of me. 

“So did you get enough blood for the spell?” She asks. 

“That is nothing you need to worry about. We need you to get back on your feet,” I tell her. 

“But you don't need anymore blood?”  I chuckle at her, not being able to believe she’s been so concerned with this, but it makes sense. 

“No, we don’t need any more blood.” She takes a giant sigh of relief and slumps back into her bed. I smile as I watch her for a moment before I get called. 

“Hey Dean, we need your help out here,” Sam calls to me and just as I was about to tell (y/n) I notice she had fallen asleep. 

“Okay,” I call back and look down at the young Men of Letters’ daughter and lean down to press my lips on her forehead.

“What do we got?” I say, walking into the main room where the map table sat.

“We have the ingredients for the spell,” Sam says, adding everything together in what looked like a witches cauldron and an ominous purplish hue shown from it. We head out to the coroner's office and find one of the bodies that had their souls taken out and we tip the head back and pour the liquid down the throat. From the esophagus, we could see the hue shining from under the skin and soon, another blinding light encapsulated the room. 

“How do you know if it worked?” I say, looking down to the body that seemed no different than a few moments before.  

Cass places his hand on the body’s forehead and his eyes closed. He seemed a bit bothered by something but then his expression softened and he opened his eyes again. 

“The soul is in there; I’m positive.” He says. 

 For the rest of the bodies that turned up recently without a soul, we were able to restore each one and bring some closure to the families of the victims. We contacted the families and had them come and see the newness of the bodies of their loved ones. Most people would be against this but because these bodies had been violated, family members wanted to make sure they’re loved ones were being honored as best they could. 

“Thank you for restoring my Russell,” a lady said, leaning over to kiss her deceased husband. No one could say a word but a curt nod was all that could be mustered from any of us. This is part of cases we don't get to see. We meet family but we rarely get to see much happiness after the person is gone. Who knew a soul returning to a body could do such a thing?

Back at the Bunker, I go back to check in on Y/N. She was sleeping and I couldn’t help but watch the sore and almost voided women below me. She seemed less pale then when we first got her out of the process of taking her blood for the spell but she still seemed..hollowed in some places. Like her eyes, they were pushed back into her face and her arms and legs seemed as though they didn't have any muscle. How much of her blood did we take? 

“Hey you,” she whispers, her eyes slowly moving to look up at me. I couldn’t speak and wanted so badly to kiss her but the way her eyes suddenly changed, I knew something was off. 

“You get the hell away from her,” I say, leaning away from who I thought was (y/n) but I know better. 

“Aw Dean, why can't we be friends or more since you seem to be in love with (y/n)?” I knew the voice well and just as I thought, (y/n)’s face morphed into him.

“You’re a real bag of dicks, you know that?” I say.

“Yes Dean, I’m aware of how you feel about me and I can’t believe you let this kid distract you from dealing with Daddy dearest,” 

I hold back from killing The Trickster here and now and give him an opportunity to explain himself, against my better judgment. 

“Well good ol’ Dad decided to send me to try and get you back on track. To bring something close to you to just take it away again. 

“What the hell did you do to her?” I say, growing more and more irate. 

“Oh relax, she’s fine, she’s just…tied up at the moment.” he says. 

“I swear to God I will kill you if you hurt her,” 

“Really? I think I can rearrange that since he’s my Father and all,” he says and freezes when I beg for her life again. 

“Please, don’t hurt her. She’s all Ketch has anymore.”

“Yes but you don't like him either so why does it matter what happens to (y/n)?”

“Because we all need her on our team; she’s vital to helping solve cases.”

“Are you sure it isn't more than that?” A third voice says, coming into view. 

“What the hell are you doing here?”

 “Dean?” A small voice rang out into the silence that had surrounded me in the room. I don’t know how I ended up here but I do know, it wasn’t easy. 

“Hey kiddo, you’re okay, it’s all over,” I say, looking over to her. She was much better now, away from the pain of blood being drained from her body, no longer in fear of who may be lurking around the corner. 

“What do you mean?” She asks. 

“Chuck, he's gone. Dead actually.” I say, still not fully believing it myself. 

“You killed God?” She asks, a look of disbelief playing across her delicate features

“Well, not exactly. We killed the vessel Chuck but God himself, he swore he would leave the Earth and not bother Sam or I or anyone we love ever again.

“Oh, so, he can still come back though?”

“No, he can’t. Because I….” My words fade from my vocal cords and I cannot process any thought rushing through my mind at a million miles a second. This was it, this was why I did what I did. Her. She is the reason why Chuck is dead and God is permanently leaving us alone. 

“I love you. I know it hasn’t been too long since you’ve been around us or me but I can’t help it. I love you and I want you to know that you are the reason God will leave us alone. If it wasn’t for you, we probably would still be fighting him and there wouldn’t be any peace….we’re free. Sam and I are free after all this time. We finally get to relax and be free to fight for people without having to look over our shoulders everywhere we go because I love you and he will leave us alone now because you are someone I love and….I’m free.” And for the first time in I don’t know how many years, I cried. Not just a small cry, a complete breakdown level of a cry. I guess I had years of pent up agony of having to fight and defend those whom I’ve loved finally come to a boiling point. (Y/N) did the one thing I needed in that moment, something I’ve lacked for many years; affection. She wrapped her arms around me, as tightly as she could, and held me close to her as sobs racked through my entire body. I began to shake violently and all she did was bring me in closer, run her fingers through my hair, and continuously try and shush me in that sweet, comforting way Mom’s do. I’m not sure how long we sat like that but we did until I was silent again. I slowly look up at her, through the tears still sitting in my eyes, and she runs her thumb right under my eye. 

“You okay?” She asks, looking at me in a concerning fashion. 

“I think so,” my voice was no higher than a whisper because I couldn’t trust myself. I surprised myself with the fact I cried as much as I did but I felt better. 

“I love you too,” she says suddenly. 

“You do?” I say, disbelief prominent on my face. 

“I know it isn't long either, but I do have some pull to you and I cannot deny it. You are the only reason I’m here. I love my Dad, I really do but you are the one who I get up for day and day again. You are the one who protects me like no other. You are the one I want to keep giving blood away for whatever spells or anything else you need. I love your smile, your eyes, your laugh, the way you grumble about anything and everything because you’re getting older but it just melts my heart and I’ve never felt this for anyone.”

It may have seemed like a rather chick flick movie thing for me to do, and believe me, I kicked myself for it, but I couldn’t help it; I had to kiss her. Because for once, someone loved me and there was no way I was going to lose her. Well, aside from the traditional ways of losing someone but there wouldn’t be a douche who tries to take her away, which is way better anyways. Her lips felt so soft and natural when she kissed me and all I wanted to do was kiss her from now on. Who am I turning into? Maybe I’m finally able to learn what its like to care about someone and have someone care for me when in the past, we would have never gotten together or even thought about it but things with Ketch have been different and he hasn’t been after us too much since Chuck started. Now, I somehow ended up falling for his daughter. 

“Oh, shit, damn it,” I say, pulling back from our kiss.

“What’s wrong?” She says. “I’m sure you’ve done this before,” she jokes. 

“No, I mean yes of course but, you.” I say. 

“Me?” 

“You’re Ketch’s daughter.”

“We’ll he’s my adopted Dad,” she comments. 

“Yeah but he still raised you. What is he going to think of this, of us?” I say, motioning between us. 

“He won’t care.”

“Are you sure? I mean we've been fighting with him for years and we just got him on our side.” 

“Dean, you’re overreacting. He just wants my happiness. He’s just going to have to deal with it being with you,” she says.

“Fine, then I say we need to tell him and everyone else about us before anything else happens between us.”

She suddenly gets up from where we were sitting in the common room and I jump up to follow her.  

“Where are we going?” I say when I catch up with her. 

“To tell my Dad.”

“Really?” I ask, not believing she wants to do this now but she stops and grabs my face and kisses me, for a long time. 

“Really,” She says after she lets me breathe again.

I follow her into the other room where we see Sam and Ketch at the map table, Sam with a book in his hands and Ketch scrolling through his phone.

“Dad?” (Y/N) says when we are in hearing distance.

“Yeah sweetheart?” Ketch responds, looking up from his phone.

“I’m in love with Dean,” she says with such ease, it brings a smile to my face.

“Oh I know,” he says and goes back to his phone.

“Wait, you know? How?” I ask.

“Because, I see the way you look at her, Dean. And (y/n), I heard you talking to Sam about it.”

“Wait, Sammy, you knew how she felt about me?”

“Yes,”

“Then why didn’t you tell me?” I ask.

“She asked me not to,” he says.

“So you’re okay with this?” (Y/N) asks Ketch. 

“If he makes you happy, then I’m okay with it.” 

“But you hurt her Dean and I swear,” Ketch threatens me. 

“Don’t worry man, I couldn’t hurt her. She’s the best thing that ever came out of a perfect storm.” 

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[yesyourstalker]

Neta: so I went to the doctor right. And he looks at the mole and he's like 'oh yeah that's melanoma all right' like he was so fucking casual about it too I love us hehe

Candi: Tell me how I had one on my fucking butt hahahahahaha! left butt cheek I was kind of sad they removed it cuz it looked like a heart.

Neta: I'm so lucky that thing wasn't on my tattoo. I would have died!! Hahahahah God I'm so jealous of these kids nowadays, they don't have to deal with this shit. I told my daughter 'oh when you get to a certain age you have to check your body for weird moles' and I remember she was on the surface since she was 6 so that doesn't really apply to her. Cod these fucking kids.

Candi: I have this old giant can of sunscreen you know the one they used to have them in tin cans.

Neta: uh huh. Captain Coral sunblock I still have some and my bathroom cabinet

Candi: yeah those. I pulled it out in the park to put it on Bowie.......these fucking surface dweller moms. You know the bitches from the fucking canyons

Neta: oh shit...

Candi: This mom came up to me tapped me on my shoulder and told me "I think that stuff is expired and it's full of toxins you shouldn't put that on your kid"

Neta: not the toxins! HA! what the fuck hahahahahahaha

Candi: I swear if my husband wasn't there I would be in jail

Neta: I would have had a fit! They think everything from the underground is toxic where did that even come from?!

Warabi: are you guys going to help pick out nice furniture or are you just going to sit there and gossip all day!!

Neta: you only invited me is because I get a military discount!

Candi: I agreed because I need to do my own shopping.

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Neta: I was thinking like a nude wedding cake. He not into sweets all that much

Candi: yeah he does look like someone who doesn't like sugar

Neta: yeah he's boring that's why I fucking love him. I was thinking a chiffon cake would be nice like this one.

Candi: ohhhhh that was really nice I like the detailing it's really nice- *gasp*.... Oh my God look at this!

Neta: ohhh That's so sweet little cuttlefish on it you need to get that..... Do you know what you're going to paint the room?

Candi: I was thinking of-

Warabi: Neta come and lie on this mattress with me!

Neta: no!

Warabi: please!!

Neta: no!!

Warabi: please!!!

Neta: no!!!

Warabi: I won't make it weird I promise

Neta: I don't believe you but okay. Ugh.................. This is nice. A little too soft for me personally but it's comfortable.

Warabi: I like the mattress but mahi likes to sleep on slabs of fucking stone........ You're really close.... it's kind of like that time when we kiss-

Neta: and you made it weird I'm getting up...*ugh*.... just get separate mattresses

Warabi: two separate beds.... I don't know

Neta: it'd be nice, just get two separate beds maybe separate the loft into two living spaces.

Warabi: that would be nice...... Let me call mahi.

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Neta:I was thinking of something like this. it's closer to the floor. It also has a built-in bookshelf and some drawers.

Candi: ehhh it's nice it's very.... Minimalist

Neta: I like minimalism I think it's a nice aesthetic

Candi: hmmm is it though

Neta: I don't know maybe because I used to live in squalor so you know sterile environments are comforting for me

Candi: That's valid.....maybe if it was a darker wood.....if you stain it it'll look better

Neta: huh .... yeah that could work .....sounds like a plan ... I order it later

Warabi: I'm sorry but we're buying furniture for myself! For my apartment! Can you guys please pretend to care and help! Why are you even buying new furniture now anyway you said you're going to move after getting married what's the point in wasting the money like???

Neta: first off you have been looking at coffee tables for the last hour and you're one to talk about wasting money!! Go call mahi or something I'm busy fuck!

Warabi: *huff*

Candi: why do you need to get a new bed frame?

Neta: the one I have is broken

Candi: ohhhhh Netaaa hehehehe what did you do to break the bed frame

Neta: gained 50 lbs

Candi: *pppffth*

Neta: hehehe yeah.... Oh and having an active sex life.

Candi: oh realllly

Neta: yeah we're suuuuupppperrr active almost every night............. My man has the libido of a devout nun

Candi: HA! You're going to get yourself in trouble hehehehe

Neta: I love him tho....don't tell him I said that.....being serious though I actually bought it broken for cheap.

Candi: no wonder your back so fucked

Neta: yeah.......Did you get the link to those wedge pillows I sent you?

Candi: I have in my cart I need to get them before I start blowing up like-

Warabi: ok which swatch do you think would go great for the living space I was thinking of a nice burgundy but this blue is speaking to me.

Candi: I like orange

Neta: get it in green

Warabi: Cod you two are no help!!!

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Neta: Cod I'm starving

Candi: you know what I could eat right now

Neta: absolute garbage... Like shit from shanty's

Candi: Yes exactly like I want their lobster bisque pasta on a roll.

Neta: I could go for a prawn patty.... With pickled kelp .....*gasp*.... Oh my Cod.... No ..... Is that? Phoebe sweetie!

Phoebe: neta! Netanetanetanwta hiiiiiiiii heheheh

Neta: Hi sweetie! Awwww look at you!!! You've gotten so big!! Ohhh big hugs!

Phoebe: uhhhhehehe hi hi!!

Candi: oh Hi Phoebe!

Phoebe: Candis!! Hi Candis!!

Candi: aww what are you doing here baby?

Phoebe: my.... Mommy is in the store!! She buys shoes and clothes and panties and necklaces!!

Neta: oh she is? She left you here to play?

Phoebe: yes I like.. I like to open the re-frige-rators and the washie machines

Neta: oh you do? That sounds like fun

Phoebe: yeah..... . I like hiding in the curtains!!! scare people!!!

Candi: you do? How do you scare people?

Phoebe: like this!!......(hopping)... BOO RAWR WAR WAR !!!

Neta: heheheh she is so precious!!

Candi: ohhhhh she is

Phoebe's mom( in the distance): sweeties time to go!!

Phoebe: MOMMY!!!!..... Bye bye neta!! Bye bye Candis!!!

Neta: bye bye!....*sigh* I miss when my little girl was like that

Candi: I know what you mean my little Bowie growing out of it right now it's breaking my heart

Neta: makes you want to have another kid doesn't it?

Candi:* inhale* *exhale*................... No

Neta: (wheeze)

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Neta: look at this cool bath tub. It has a water jet massager.. with 12 settings.. I know this isn't made for ink fish but I'd risk it

Candi: I feel like my Donn wouldn't know how to get out and die in a very embarrassing way.

Neta: hahahaha he would die in a bath tub!!

Warabi: I'm fished shopping.. here's your military card... Thanks for helping me.......I guess

Neta: hooray!! let's see what you got...... Two dressers, nightstands .... The dining set looks nice perfect for four people. One mattress?

Warabi: they're buying their own mattress by themselves

Neta: alright

Candi: a mini sectional.. that's cute

Warabi: yep I bought most of the expensive stuff now mahi and Baja are going to buy the rest of the furniture and this own shit. The store is going to hold onto it until Baja shows up with the truck.....*sigh* I'm hungry.

Neta: fucking finally it's starving!

Candi: same here I really need to eat something and sit....*huff* I'm tired. Neta take my card can you buy my things? thank you

Neta: sure

Warabi: *humpf*

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Candi: *sigh*........ I could go for a nap right about now.

Warabi:.... I'm going to order some food you said you wanted a lobster bisque roll?

Candi: yeah.

Donn: hey babe

Bowie: Mommy!

Candi: Hi my precious little baby boy! [Kisskisskiss] Hi hubby [kiss]

Donn: how you feeling?

Candi: just a little fatigued but I'll live.

Donn:.. ok.... What did you get?

Candi: just a chair, some shelves I found a really nice swing-

Neta: alright everything is bought and packed up heres your card back and car keys. Heeeey Donnie how you doing lover boy.

Donn:....... Neta... It's nice seeing you

Bowie: Mr Neta!

Neta: hey little man! You're behaving for your mom and dad right?

Bowie: hehehehe yeeees!!!!

Neta: alright.. Y'all get settled.. I'm gonna check on my subordinate upstairs. I'll be right back.

Warabi: okay I got your lobster bisque on a roll prawn patty for neta.. My lobster dog.. i. I got you something to drink. hyperade raspberry lemonade your favorite.

Candi: you can have it, it's starting to give me indigestion plus I can't have caffeine not for a while anyway.

Warabi: oh ok...why ?

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Neta: and he gave all of his old stuff to Baja which is nice but I feel like he only did that just to buy new stuff.

Mahi: well his parents did give him a little bit of his freedom back he has access to a savings account. I feel like they're testing him and he's failing horribly but you know it's not my place to say anything.

Neta: ehhh it's a lesson that he has to learn himself. So how's Seth doing?

Mahi: He's doing great, doing his job piercing ears and belly buttons all day.

Neta: I'm going to check on him............ Hey Seth? (taping chair) you doing good kid?

Seth: ...[signing]...I'm doing just fine boss! A lot of great clients today!

Neta: alright... You work tomorrow and Monday at the same time. That's today we're going to put you in the system so you'll get your schedule through your phone okay?

Seth: [signing] All right cool I left my portfolio in your office along with a copy of my tattoo license. You have some cool tattoos, Hope there's some space for my work.

Neta: ohhh we'll see, we'll see. Keep up the good work let me head to my office and-

Warabi: SHE'S PREGNANT!!!?!?!?

Neta:........................

Mahi: duh.

Seth: [signing] what did he say? what happened?

Neta: *sigh* .......he just found out why I needed to hire a new piercer.... Sorry about him.......you'll get used to all of this eventually. Trust me. It's never a dull moment in this store

Seth: [signing] I'm having fun already

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Warabi: so everyone knew everyone but me!

Mahi: yeah pretty much she told me last week when she came in late....

Neta: she sent me a pic of a pregnancy test at 2:00 a.m.

Candi: I also posted it on my splattube channel and my squidtter and my inksagram. You don't follow me on any social media I thought we were friends

Warabi: I am! I am your friend! My FYP is full of so many people right now... I can't even find my mutuals......Cod if I knew I wouldn't have let you help me with buying furniture now I feel like an asshole!!

Candi: hehehehe it's fine it's really I wanted to go cuz... I needed to buy new furniture too I might as well kill two birds with one stone.

Warabi: no feel bad let me get you something, anything you want.

Candi: oh don't need to

Donn: a new crib would be nice, one that turns into a bed like we have for Bowie.

Warabi: Done! What color?

Candi: uhhh what color did we agree

Donn: I like the Corel paint you picked

Candi: ok Coral it is.

Warabi: Great!.......I can't believe you're going to have another baby! We're practically the same age and it feels weird! You're too young

Candi: I'm 27

Warabi: exactly it's way too young to raise a kid Neta how old were you when you had a kid?

Neta: 19

Warabi: ok well you're a bad example. anyway I'll get you the crib I promise.

Candi: awww thank you

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🎶Mahi maha Mahi ha ha 🎵🎵 belongs to @fish-at-fish-fish-resort

#nata and Candi hanging out in the furniture store while warabi wastes his money #Neta being around adults around his age I love writing it #parents being parents #we finally get to meet Candi's husband he's an octoling with blue tentacles that's all I have so far #he kinda looks like neta but shorter and every thing didn't go wrong in his life #Bowie is purple he's a purple little octo #okay we get to see Phoebe again and she's grown up a little bit she's like three now maybe #Seth is a species of Coral I might draw the schedule what he looks like #he has partial hearing and he's a tattoo artist and a professional piercer #we'll learn more about him later

[rosetheex-editor]

[Video transcript start.]

[The video begins, as a lot of them do. From Rose's shirt pocket she is setting up plates on a table with a person identified as "Liam" multiple voices can be heard in the background identified as "Katherine" "Leon" "Nessa" "Hina" and "Stacy", Rose puts the final plate down before finally talking.]

Rose: fucking hell! ok what else? kath is the cake done?

Katherine: Just about! Putting the finishing touches on now!

R: ok! ness are the gifts wrapped?

Ness: Yeah. Why do you think I'm sitting here?

R: anything i'm forgetting? stacy?

Stacy: Other than the birthday boy himself, I don’t think so.

R: epic. ok um… fuck when was he supposed to get here?

S: Around ten minutes from now! We have a bit of time to chat.

Hina: when can I go home?

N: When the party's over… On the bright side, you get free cake.

[Rose turns over to the living room, putting her phone on the table in a way the camera faces the guests. Before falling on the floor, annoyed. looking at Stacy as she starts talking again.]

R: i've never planned one of these before. does it normally take this long??

Liam: No clue, I’m just happy to be here.

N: SAME! I haven't been to a party since… Mari's birthday last year!

R: i just hope he likes it… he hasn't had a party in… probably years.

K: He’ll love it, don’t worry, Rose. If you’re here, there’s no way he’d dislike it in any way.

[Katherine walks across the room, checking to make sure the decorations are set up properly, and adjusting any small thing she can. She has a passive smile on her face as she does so.]

R: i want today to be great… i know it's 9/11 but please i hope nothing goes horribly wrong.

N: Today will go well! I know that much… Wait, me and Katherine haven't met, I don’t think… Um Katherine, nice to meet you, I'm ness. Rose's friend? part time roommate? and this is hina… the sister of one of my friends.

K: It’s nice to meet you too! Maybe we should all do a little introduction, because I know that Stacy hasn’t met you guys, either.

R: don't you guys both know me? y'know edgar's daughter he accidentally adopted… the girl who was gone for like a month and a half because a purple bitch thought it would be REALLY funny.

N: Oh! yeah nice to meet you all! I'm Ness, I work at that pizzeria. little bon's lucky land or whatever.

S: Nice to meet you, Ness. I’m Stacy, uh. Edgar’s ex-fiancèe, Showfall’s fault.

N: Oh um. damn i'm sorry about that…

[Ness grabs her arm before touching Hina's shoulder. Rose finally sits up as Hina turns around confused, ness points at the people in the room and hina begins talking.]

H: hi.

N: introduce yourself.

H: hi. i'm hina. My sister is missing. that good?

R: yeah um that works… kid.

Leon: Hey, uh. Sorry to interrupt, or… I guess this isn’t really interrupting, is it? Sorry, I’m Leon. Stacy knows me. Uh, me and Edgar kissed at a party once. Spin the bottle.

N: Nice to meet you! or wait… you were at my house… so technically we already met. Nice to meet you again!

Le: I guess introductions do get a bit redundant when you do it over and over again, huh?

K: Wait, you guys kissed at a party? Why was I never told this story? It sounds funny as hell!

R: SAME! EDGAR NEVER TOLD ME THIS STORY!

Le: I mean, it’s not really something you tell someone when you meet them. But yeah. We both were drunk as hell and decided it would be really funny if we did it. Kinda how I figured out I was gay. Kissing a straight guy. Pretty funny, eh?

N: I'm noticing a lot of y'all are some form of gay? and that is cool!

K: I think Edgar is the token straight of Lostfield.

N: I have a straight friend. His name is henry!

Le: Maybe they can bond over being straight or something?

N: maybe!

[The doorknob rattles as someone outside attempts to enter.]

R: OH FUCK, PLACES EVERYONE HIDE!

[Rose grabs her phone jumping behind the curtain. Footsteps can be heard as everyone hides.]

[The door to the apartment creaks open, and someone steps inside.]

?: Wha–

Everyone: SURPRISE!

H: ugh.

[Everyone leaps out from their hiding spots, the camera now showing the rest of the room, the same as before, but now containing a bewildered looking Edgar.]

R: HI DAD! SURPRISE!

Edgar: I– What–

R: BIRTHDAY PARTY! THAT'S WHAT!

N: Mr Edgar, this was Rose's idea.

E: You guys set this all up for… for me?

[Edgar blinks hard, and a hand moves up to wipe his eyes of tears. His lip trembles.]

R: i um- yeah… i wanted to do this… an apology for making you worry about me so much.

[Without another word, Edgar walks over to Rose and hugs her.]

R: i… um… this is nice…

[After a little bit, Edgar pulls away, and looks at all the other people standing in the room, a goofy smile plastered across his face.]

E: Thank you, everyone. I… nobody has ever done this for me before. I just– Thank you.

H: I'm just here but um… yeah you're welcome.

N: Forgive Hina she's um… Anyway of course! It was wonderful helping set up… even though I stole a whole fountain drink thing from the restaurant.

R: of course dad.

K: Happy birthday, Edgar.

R: ok so um… cake time?

S: Hell yeah! Let’s get this party started!

N: LET'S GO!

R: you ready edgar? katherine and i spent forever on a cake.

E: Of course! I have a feeling today is going to be a great day.

[Everyone begins walking to the table, with the exception of Hina who stays in the corner she was in. The sound of singing can be heard as everyone sings Edgar happy birthday, before Edgar blows out the candles and cuts the cake. The last thing seen is Rose grabbing her phone, this time not panicking when she sees the recording, just turning it off, before going back to enjoying the day.]

[End transcript.]

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