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mphountitled · 5 months

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𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐄𝐏. 𝐈 : 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐦𝐚𝐧

❝ 𝘾𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙚, 𝙄'𝙢 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣? ❞

Pairings: Park Seonghwa x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Being begrudgingly seduced by the anarchist

Warnings: Language, Enemies to Lovers, Cop!Reader, Revolutionary!Seonghwa, Implied Violence, Crazy Form!Au, Seduction, Smut (+18, minors dni) Corruption Kink, Innocence Kink, Masochism, Humping, Fingering, pet names, Rough Sex, Massive Degradation Kink, Dom!Seonghwa, Sub!Reader, Squirting, Humiliation, Unprotected Sex, Hate Sex

A/n: I might turn this into a series featuring all the Pirates with their own smutty little parts because I cannot help re-watching the Crazy Form mv. It's too good

The very sight of the undulating mosh pit has your stomach rolling with nausea as you enter the dimly lit warehouse. The corrugated walls are illuminated only by various splotches of neon paint, and you suddenly feel the uncanny need to pray as you enter the crowd.

You begin to grow fearful, not onky because this crowd might birth a fresh panic attack, but because you fear for your focus as well.

That you may not be swayed from your mission.

The Intel that led you and your police partner here had been incredibly difficult to come by because every one of their little followers were so terribly loyal.

So naturally, upon receiving a tip off about a show being hosted on the seedier outskirts of town, you had no choice but to attend.

In this unpredictable field of law enforcement, of one thing you are completely certain: There will always be a clear distinction between the good and the bad and they are as bad as they come.

They are common criminals, and there is nothing else to it.

In fact, referring to them as anything but, feels like a gross display of exaltation. Exaltation, which is, evidently, what they are used to.

Disgust is smeared across your face as you and your police partner sieve your way through drunken bodies swaying to the sound of Seonghwa's voice. Although you're shoving roughly past people, all in an attempt to get to the front of the stage, you can not help but marvel at the crowd, undulating to the beat of a bandit.

His face, along with the faces of 7 of his fellow delinquents were smeared across every wanted poster in the city, and yet here he is, raging into a microphone while the crowd cheers his name.

“If I hear ‘Seonghwa’ one more time I fear I might shoot myself in the foot,” you call out, to your partner not far behind, “Keep a tight grip on your weapons, please,” you say, craning your neck back as you palm cradles your back pocket with the Glock 14 nestled inside, “We don't know what any of these idiots are on and I dont think we want to find out.”

Your civilian attire is successful in keeping the attention off of you and your partner as you break out of the heat and anxiety of the moshpit, right in front of center stage.

Seonghwa is right above you, cradling a microphone as if it were the Holy grail while his accomplice, a very inebriated San, bounds across the stage, stirring up the crowd like Seonghwa's personal hypeman.

You could almost feel your vexation increasing to ungodly heights.

Everything about this egregious display of egomania makes your blood boil raging hot, and although these are only 2, you find your hands clenching in anticipation of being one step closer to putting all 8 behind bars.

Your hatred seems to be oozing out of your pores because soon, you catch his attention. Perched on a stage elevated amongst the masses, he is looking at you now. You. Instead of any of the other drunken groupies in the crowd begging to get even a sliver of attention.

With both hands cuffed around the mic, he peers down at you and winks before belting out the final words of the song.

How badly you itched to bind his wrists with your silver cuffs.

How badly you wished to get him and his insolent underlings off the streets.

"They do know how to capture an audience… we can at least give them that," Your head snaps sideways as the words of your partner rouses what little patience you're already working with.

You tap lightly at his badge. The sound of your nail hitting the metal is drowned out by the raucaus applaud but your police partner watches you intently as you cooly say, “Don't forget why we're here, Sergeant,” your voice holds caution as the noise of the crowd trickles down.

The set ends, and the man on stage drenched in flamboyant white linen bids the crowd a ‘Very good night’. He strolls off stage, not without giving you one last, knowing glance.

‘If you catch me, it's because I let you catch me,’ is what those eyes seem to be saying.

So much for blending into an unsuspecting crowd.

“These are not your friends. They're common criminals.” Your voice is louder now, with the absence of that Seonghwa's cacophony. “Stay here, make sure none of these degenerates kill themselves.” You're hellbent om following Seonghwa off the stage, but your partner's light snickers have you pausing slightly. You raise your eyebrows in questioning.

“You speak about them like they're not just fans," Your partner shakes his graying head, "Like they're complicit,”

“They are." You almost immediately reply with a narrowed gaze. "As far as I'm concerned, their fans are just as bad as them.”

With those parting words you make your way towards the part of the warehouse sectioned off from the rest of the crowd, where Seonghwa and his accomplice disappeared off to in the wake of their applause.

You reach what appears to be a backroom hidden behind the makeshift stage. It is far quieter than the rest of the warehouse pulsating with cacophony. You do not miss the slight apprehension that swallows you whole when your feet stop you from venturing over the threshold.

“It doesn't look like you have a backstage pass,” San sits beside Seonghwa on a couch positioned in the focal point of the small room. You recognize hid face as another one of the men whose visage was stamped in a very large police docket on your desk.

“Apologies,” you murmer to San, “I only have one of these,” you raise your police ID to the side of your face and San rises from his seat in mild curiosity. He sinks closer to you while Seonghwa, the man who held most of your attention, sits reclined, with his legs spread on the wide sectional.

He sits lazily, almost kingly under a giant white sheet. A flag plastered to the wall, with a giant, obnoxious, A carelessly spray painted in black.

“I thought we said no fans allowed backstage." San says in a sing-song voice, blatantly ignoring your badge with his giant shoulders now bending down to your height. The circumference of his hat casts a wide shadow over you, all in a clear display of intimidation. "That counts for pigs, too.”

His steely gaze never wavers from your face, and you fight valiantly to keep your emotions tamed under a calm, nonchalant reserve. "If you're a cop, where's your uniform?" San does an obnoxious display of racking his eyes over your body.

"Your dad's place," you whisper cooly, "I couldn't put it on in time."

Your words have an unmistakable smile cracking on the sides of San's face. "I enjoyed that very much."

"I thought a degenerate like you might." Despite your words, San is still smiling. In fact, you fear yourself at risk of slipping right into that enchanting gaze of his were it not for the interception of the third voice in the room.

“How interesting,” Seonghwa's voice cuts through the tension blistering between you and San like a white, hot knife.

“Leave us.” San's head snaps backward towards his accomplice, and all Seonghwa does is smile as they communicate, quite literally without words right in front of you. Seonghwa evidently 'says' what is needed in order to get San slyly leaving room. Not before tipping his hat in parting.

With your attention now focused solely on the man ok the couch, drenched in the white linen, whose arms are outstretched and resting on the headrest, you suddenly find yourself completely and unfortunately unsure.

You had met plenty of prisoners. Dined with manner delinquents and questioned many criminals, it is only in his presence when you feel your usually tough reserve quaking at the smallest fraction. In the face of what is apparently true rebellion.

“Why don't you have a seat,” he snickers when he finds you already stepping over the threshold, making yourself all too comfortable in an evil space. Nothing good existed beyond this point.

“I hope you enjoyed the show,” There is a depth to his voice that is regrettably tickling down the edge of your spine, dousing every bit of pateince you had.

“You call it a show… I call it inciting a riot,” you shrug, finally choosing to sit beside him on the wide sectional. Far too close beside him and his outstretched arms.

Despite the warning bells, you refuse to exhibit any fear.

“Is that why you're here?” His voice remains steady as he focuses it on tracing the tips of his fingers against your shoulder. He wants to see how quickly his touch could elicit a valley of goosebumps.

He is all too pleased to find you shivering in protest.

“You're here to arrest me?” In all honesty, Seonghwa enjoyed watching you try to push him away for the sake of your precious morals. Call it masochism, but there is something enticing about a woman who so very clearly abhors everything he stands for. Seonghwa cannot help but find it almost irresistible. His captain always remarked on Seonghwa's enjoyment for not only fixing broken things but also obsessing over them.

You did not know that the frown plastered across your face only accelerated his racing heart more. Desire plunged through his arteries as he immediately recognized you as a challenge.

Something to perhaps break.

It would be so incredibly satisfying, especially because you represented everything he despised in this wretched world.

Order.

“Actually, no.” You say, staving off another shivsr as you evade Seonghwa’s steadily heavy growing eyelids. “We received a call that someone was disturbing the peace.”

“In an abandoned warehouse?” He asks, voice airy and tone almost dismissive because he is much closer to you now, leaning towards you, as if enchanted by your very scent. You watch him with apprehension as you begin to feel the very first signs of what you regrettably realize to be attraction.

However, you can not move off the couch now because you can not control any of your motor functions in your concrete bones. Every one of your morals howl for you to get away from this man. To cuff him, send him down to the precinct and convict him for... something…

but that 'something' does not come quick enough, and he's leaning closer to you, with both arms still resting on the couch behind you. Before you can blow up your entire career, and close the distance, you wrangle some bit of sense to turn your head sideways, evading his half lidded eyes and slightly parted lips.

Your blatant rejection rouses him slightly, and he readjusts himself in his seat. Seonghwa brings his legs together to better manage the heat rushing to his cock in the wake of your rejection and apparent attraction (and immense frustration) as he shifts even closer beside you.

“You will find no disturbance here,” he says, “Only music.”

His words release the floodgates of your vexation, and your head snaps as you fire off. “Music that you weaponize to spew your delinquency.”

“Ah. Ah.” Seonghwa dips his head down to your ear as he whispers, “Delinquency, or rebellion?”

You're laughing humorlessly into the air, effectively causing Seonghwa’s smile to widen and his cock to stiffen completely in the confies of his pitch black dress pants. You are oblivious to his eyes, watching you as if you hung the very moon.

“You and your… freaks preach your vitriol and call it ‘rebellion’ when all you're actually doing is polluting our city with riots and crime.”

“You don't wish to be liberated from an oppressive world order?” He adjusts himself again, getting far too excited with the way this conversation is flowing. Your wide eyes and high vibrato do little to calm his restlessness.

“What oppression!?”

His voice is quick and monotonous, “Capitalism. Classism. Racism.” His fingers clench and unclench before swiping against the back of your neck, “Why do you willingly submit to a system that is simply un-winnable? We want you to free yourselves from the hierarchy. Fucking wreck the system-”

“You're fucking Pirates,” you spit the word out, unwokowungly snapping the very last of your reserve before Seonghwa is pulling you into a heady, heavy kiss by the nape of your neck.

"Fuck yes," He whispers before pulling you in as if you weighed absolutely nothing and you let him. You let his lips move languidly against yours as your hands fall against his chains and the white linen frills spilling from his collar. His hand is still positioned on the nape of your neck and he squeezes, forcing you to kiss him back. He groans into your mouth when you begin to work with him instead of against him. You mouth falling open as his tongue collides with yours.

Vaguely, in the background, outside these four walls, you can hear the crowd beginning to cheer once again as raucous music spills from unseen speakers. You can hear San beginning to sing into a mic, and your hand on Seonghwa's shirt curls imperceptibly.

“You're so beautiful…” You hate how easily his words affect you. You hate what a slave to desire you seem to be as he leans back to immediately push his hands in between your legs.

“Tell me to stop,” he challenges, keeping his feline eyes trained on you as he unclips the buttons of your jeans with one hand. “Tell me you don't want this disgusting delinquent to make you cum over and over again.”

Your lips are pursed painfully, and you throw your head back with your eyes clenched shut as you lift your hips. All the better for him to wriggle your jeans down to your ankles.

As he brings your legs up to his lap to pull off your jeans completely, Seonghwa's movements become all the more reckless and all the more urgent.

“All the same,” he murmurs before kneeling on the floor in front of you, “You conformists are all the fucking same.” Your eyes flutter open, along with your mouth, and the very moment your gaze locks onto the spray painted flag, hanging above you, Seongwha pushes aside your underwear, immediately spearing your dripping cunt with his long fingers. You release a broken moan into the air and his smile has blossomed into a full-on lopsided, evil grin as he brings your knees up to frame his face.

“2 seconds,” he taunts, in between your chorus of broken moans going head-to-head with the sound of San’s sensational belting, “it took me 2 seconds to have you humping my hand like a pretty fucking slut-”

Despite the pleasure coursing through your body, you still manage to keep your teeth clenched as you murmur, “You're the one… fuck… you're the one kneeling in front of me like my personal whore-”

Seonghwa's eyebrows raise, and his eyes glint in excitement at your taunting. He prided himself on being someone who could take as much as he gave out, and you're doing a terrific job at holding his attention when so many other people fell short.

You were interesting, of that, Seonghwa was sure.

“You make me want you so bad, Dove,” he admits before swiping his other hand over his stiffening bulge to the rhythm of his hand pushing in and out of your cunt.

“You drive me fucking crazy-”

“You're already crazy- fuck, just like that! Please don't stop-” your clenching around his fingers, eyes locked on his wide, excited eyes and his close lipped smile as brings his other hand to swipe over your clit.

The very second his calluses make contact with your swollen, puffy clit, you're cumming around his fingers. San’s vocal rages and your screams pour out as you fight to keep your eyes open. Seonghwa's fingers are still pushing into you relentlessly, and your heart sinks when you realise the seat underneath you is drenched with your arousal.

Seonghwa's mind is flooded with the image of you squirting so shamelessly around his fingers. Seeing you give yourself over to him so seamlessly made him feel absolutely restless with arousal, and he's pushing you down onto the couch before you're able to fill the air with idle protests.

His clothes suddenly feel too constricting and he curses the black corset as he wrestles with the buttons of his collar. He does not care that the buttons are flying onto the floor because he is clambouring onto the couch and hovering over you as he slots his hips in between your open legs.

“I need you to make a mess for me,” he whispers, before pulling his collar open, showcasing a patch of his tanned chest to your wide eyes. You unbuttoned your own shirt at the very same time that Seonghwa pulls down the zip of his pants, and he nearly whines at the sight of your breasts spilling out of your top. You are using him just as much as he is using you.

“Just like that, baby,” He nods, forcing his cock deep inside you as you begin to tweak your own nipples to stave off the discomfort of being stretched open so completely.

“F-Fuck- Seonghwa…” He is still nodding as he bends down towards you. Strands of his black hair tickle your face as he positions his hands on the side of your head and ruts into you with urgency. “I don't think I can take it-”

“You're already taking it so well, Baby.” He coos, as he forces his cock deeper and deeper into your clenching walls.

“You're taking everything I have to give and you're doing it flawlessly,” his praises are like that fashioned from a poet and the sheer artistry behind mere words have your head flying backwards as you release a torrid moan into the air.

“Where are you going?” He asks with a breathless laugh as he brings your head back by the grip of your throat. He is driving his cock inside you, his own frills spilling over your skin as he chokes you relentlessly.

Seonghwa is the very sight of violent beauty: hair mussed with his collar completely undone. His corset is still fashioned around his waist but it succeeds in tightening his abdomen, bringing him closer to the edge as the torrid sounds of your fucking fills the air.

"Fuck I'm close,” He grunts with his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his skull. "Tell me you hate me-" he whispers.

"I hate you," you moan out. "I hate you so fucking much-" It fell from your lips so easily because it is the God honest truth. Despite the spell he currently has you under, in the eyes of your aspirations, and everything you've ever worked hard for, you hated him and people like him. People who threatened to dismantle the progress lawmakers have strived to protect. And so, with your orgasm crwsting and your toes clenching, you whisper those words over and over to him. And every time to tell him you hate him, he chokes you harder and fucks you deeper.

"F-Fuck- 'Hwa I'm-" he nods, eyes now incredibly pained as he drives his cock into you with no chance of stopping.

"Cum for me," His whisper has you reading a broken moan into the air and Seonghwa watches as you descend into the depths of your euphoria.

"Gorgeous-" He exclaims through clenched teeth as his own hips begin to stutter, "You're so fucking gorgeous-" He whimpers before spilling inside you.

You're both moaning into the air, at the very same time that Choi San appears at the threshold.

"You work fast," San says languidly. He shifts his gaze from your horror-stricken gaze to Seonghwa who stares at his accomplice with a smirk on his face.

"I work smarter," Seonghwa says, "not harder." You're very much aware that he is still very much inside of you in front of a complete stranger but that panic dissipates when you realize Seonghwa, himself, is nothing but a stranger...

"The police is not gonna be a problem for us anymore, right?" He asks sweetly before dipping his head down in between the crook of your neck. You are starkly aware that your silence is answer enough...

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suffarustuffaru · 5 months

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why the emilia camp thinks otto is their most threatening member 👍

i see some people being confused on why the emilia camp collectively seems to agree that otto is the biggest threat there for some reason and like. yeah. i get it.

but let me explain real quick why i think it makes sense for the emilia camp to think that :O !!

otto though is disarming because. well okay look at him he doesnt look threatening at all. he has the looks and personality of a wet cat. hes whiny. hes cringe fail. he gets stressed out with paperwork. he looks like you could just smack him around like a bug. he HAS been smacked around like a bug. but that makes him unpredictable because apart from roswaal, he is the Most Amoral one there. you can expect roswaal to be trying some shit, but youd never know when to expect otto is planning something. his moral compass is just “does this benefit me or my loved ones in some way? if not, then its gonna be gone 🥺”.

sure, he does nice things sometimes out of the goodness of his heart. he genuinely means well a lot of the time.

but also then you read the shit hes thinking in his internal dialogue and its like.

“should i go save some girl i dont even know from bandits??? hmm lemme think for a couple minutes. im the only one that can help rn… some guy claiming to be her dad is begging me to help his daughter, but also hes kind of annoying… but i dont even live in this city so why should i help… or Care. actually. but i feel kinda bad about this girl… but also this is gonna put me and my profits in danger… but if i reject helping then im forever gonna be known as the guy who abandoned them and then i wont be able to make any sales in this city anymore :<<<< ……anyway im gonna help them then lol im so smart.” and then he gets captured by the exact same bandits anyway so hes like “well okay now me and this girl might be sold into slavery so i might as well save both of us or ill feel bad ☝️☝️”

(yes. yes this is genuinely ottos thought process if you read through the Otto's Bittersweet Peddling Log side story.)

except all the back and forth Calculation he does in his head Stays In His Head and doesnt match up with his outward appearance most of the time. which means that sometimes his words dont match up with his actions. “dont be surprised if i leave at the first sign of danger,” he says, right after risking his life and writing a suicide note over a dude hes known for like four days. “ahah thanks for giving me a vacation to see my family…” he says, damn well knowing he cant go back home yet otherwise he’ll get sniped by assassins. “im gonna give you some of my own money bounty money to help you BUT BUT BUT DONT THINK THAT IM NICE OR ANYTHING I NEED MOST OF THE MONEY FOR REPAIRS OK YOU CAN ONLY HAVE A BIT :<<<“

this also means that whenever otto says or does something Particularly Questionable, all his friends are still kinda blindsided by it because otherwise otto seems Mostly Fine in comparison to whatever the hell everyone else has going on. hes just a wet pathetic cat of a guy ahah. theres nothing more going on with h—

“if everyone in vollachia dies but rem and natsuki-san live, then we’ve won. if everyone in vollachia lives but rem and natsuki-san die, then we’ve lost.”

um otto can you repeat that. what the fuck did you just say.

otto looks Mostly Normal, Just Stressed Out or Somewhat Chilling the vast majority of the time, and then he whacks you over the head with a steel chair. like can you imagine being garfiel and learning that this pathetic rag of a man is actually pretty brave when it counts. youre like “oh cool lol we kinda beat each others asses and i was Annoyed but now that thats all over i got some newfound respect for you!!” and then you read through his diary and hes got a suicide note in there, which is like. okay fine whatever hes kind of a clown just like my New Captain lol but hes dedicated to his friends, ill give him that. and then a year later you find your now brother figure (whos also lowkey highkey an alcoholic) with a broken hand after punching a wall because he couldnt do his Lets Abandon 50 Million People Plan and youre just sitting there going

and okay dont get me wrong—subaru is Batshit Crazy. in Multiple Incomprehensible Ways. if the emilia camp (or Anyone. At All.) knew about all the shit hes done and been through with rbd, subaru would INSTANTLY be skyrocketing up the Most Threatening People list. but at the same time subarus less threatening than otto in the sense that subarus Always going to want to do good. hes Always going to want to save everyone. hes Extremely forgiving, on top of that. he goes along picking up friends everywhere he goes in his own Incomprehensible Unhinged Way and hes fond of All of them.

otto? yeah his opinion of you could shift on a dime and you could end up in his personal shit list unless youre one of the *checks list* *clears throat* maybe like ten people he cares about. and even if youre on the I Care About You! :) list, he could still get pissed enough at you to, i dont know, punch a wall over you? and spiral into obsession? and even if hes not upset at you hes still gonna mansplain manipulate malewife his way to his goals <33

and yeah of course subaru is also Mansplain Manipulate and Gaslight Gatekeep but at least he has way more good intentions AND his attitude about it is gonna be like "sorry :<<< i just gotta do this for your sake :<<<<<< :((( haha dont worry about it". subaru would never ever want to do anything big to hurt his loved ones (except for rbd). while otto doesnt even bat an eye. everyone can be manipulated if he has to. he goes down his list of Things I Need To Do and goes "yeah that had to be done. oh well. anyway i got more shit to do (like maybe kill a toddler lol)"

also lets talk about roswaal's perspective really quick. post-arc 4 hes like "well subaru-kun is always gonna want to save everyone and hes doing a pretty good job of things in general so whatever lol. i can still keep him in check by killing everyone if even one of his friends dies :)". so its like. YEAH subarus an Unhinged Wildcard. roswaal knows that. but right now subaru is more predictable and also again, roswaal knows he can keep subaru in check by making subaru have to reset if roswaal really needs to.

but otto? yeah ottos second in line for being an Unhinged Wildcard. but whats even worse is that otto is Basically Subaru but More Calculating and with a moral backbone thats Near Nonexistent. roswaal was genuinely concerned for otto in arc 8 for once and there was still Literally No Stopping Otto from being a stubborn little shit whos hell bent on all the maladjusted insane mentalities hes got floating around in his head, half of which he doesnt even say out loud, and all of which he thinks is Completely Right and that theres Nothing Wrong with what hes doing.

and also otto being underestimated and Not In The Tome was a big help as to how subaru got the win over roswaal in arc 4 👍and then otto Continues to try keeping an eye on roswaal after arc 4, to the point of getting roswaal's tome and actively trying to investigate roswaal's actions, so roswaal is Very Aware that otto is. a bit of a threat. roswaal of course is smarter and more powerful than otto though, but that still doesnt change the fact that otto is still capable of being a threat if roswaal doesnt Also kind of keep an eye on otto back. because roswaal kind of lost to otto already in arc 4!!

but okay, on top of all of this, no one knows the full extent of whats going on with otto, not even roswaal (though he has his Suspicions), and most definitely not subaru yet (whos Still a bit of an otto apologist anyway), and otto is already a bit menacing even without knowing All of that. and the rest of the emilia camp are already a bit more lenient with roswaal (as hes seemingly chilled out after arc 4 + they all need him still). that, and you can easily Expect roswaal post-arc 4 to be suspicious and Probably up to something. you wont know what it is, but you wont Exactly be surprised when it happens.

and also roswaal isnt publicly batshit crazy like otto is. otto of course isnt as Openly Weird as subaru, but otto is still Openly Unhinged and Pathetic. just look at him declaring julius and anastasia, HIS CAMP'S ALLIES, as enemies right to their faces alsdfjlsdjfl.

and with subaru, there is Zero doubt in the emilia camp's minds that subaru wants the best for them and everyone around them.

otto though? yeah he also wants whats best for the camp. he Cares about them, he really does. but hes so obviously Questionable by the time you get to arc 8 to the point where the entire rest of the camp starts eyeing him like this:

theres also the fact that ottos dp allows him to have eyes and ears Everywhere so long as he doesnt overuse it. that paired with his Intelligence, Stubbornness, and Lack of Morals or self-awareness/sometimes guilt/regret over his actions is dangerous. theres a reason why gluttony if subaru decided to flood The Entire Surrounding Area Around Otto. the flood took away the potential army otto couldve made out of the animals and allies otto had in the city, and once you do that, whats otto going to do against someone like shaula? all of ottos power regarding his People Skills and Animal DP was stripped away.

but if that Isnt stripped away... well honestly otto can do whatever the hell he wants the moment he figures out a solid plan to try and get what he wants. his biggest ability at the core of what makes him dangerous is his ability to quite Literally be in the background. so long as hes underestimated, so long as he still has secrets, no ones gonna know the full extent of his bullshit!! you cant stop him if you dont even realize what hes going to do, and hes Good at doing that!!

and if gluttonybaru hadnt taken out otto, subaru would be skyrocketing right to the top of ottos shit list after subaru literally just killed All of ottos (and previously subarus.) loved ones. otto wouldnt stop until he figured out how to destroy subaru. its to the point where im pretty sure if otto had to choose between destroying half the world vs kill gluttonybaru once and for all, otto would certainly choose one of those options in a Heartbeat.

anyway. if youre an emilia camp member, and you see the dude whos in charge of the Vast Majority of the factions political affairs, the guy who you Know is very intelligent and competent and determined when it counts, say shit like "if everyone dies in this entire country i wouldnt even give a single flying fuck as long as our friends get back safe and sound :) it would be such a loss if the entire country lived but our friends didnt :<<<" OF COURSE I WOULD BE LIKE YEAH THAT GUY IS THE MOST DANGEROUS ONE HERE. HE HAS THE SKILLS AND THE MOTIVATION TO BACK UP THAT STATEMENT AND I WONT EVEN KNOW WHEN ITD HAPPEN. he also has the Mental Instability to back that up too, given the amount of times he spends drinking and Raging and Being Terribly Anxious over Every Little Thing.

youll be sweating buckets being wary of otto while ottos casually standing there with his wet cat looks and a knife in your back.

and otto has, for the most part, some of the most normal trauma compared to a bunch of people in this cast (not to discount ottos trauma and pain or anything but its true lajdsfls sorry otto. but also im not sorry because arc 5 was partially on you T^T). he doesnt have rbd, he doesnt have some weird family drama bullshit going on like the astreas or emilias family or the segmunts, he hasnt been erased by gluttony, etc etc. but hes still like this. if you put him in subarus position and gave him rbd, he would get even worse than he already is.

yeah so anyway thats my quick rambley psa about why i think it makes sense that the emilia camp's voted otto as the most threatening one there 👍

but the fact that we (the audience) (or at least some of us!!) keep questioning why the hell the emilia camp thinks otto is the biggest threat there is means that otto's funny silly guy image is. Kind of Working??? just a little bit.

because. granted. of course i think subaru is easily the most threatening person there with both His Flavor of Insanity and rbd. subaru is an eldritch horror in every single way. but at the same time - hes an eldritch horror who thinks friendship is the best magic of all T^TT !!! he FORGIVES PEOPLE WHO'VE KILLED AND TORTURED HIM. hes not threatening in this sense - the fact that hes kind of just way too nice in this sense!!! granted yes, he IS abusing rbd and Terrifying and Threatening in a multitude of ways, but i'd rather take my chances with mainbaru over main otto right now HAH T^TT at least subaru will apologize and start bawling his eyes out if he stabs some random innocent civilian and stranger in the gut for Some Necessary Reason!! otto would feel a bit bad and then completely Eradicate that feeling of guilt with "i had to do it. it was them or me so no regrets <3".

because otto..................... yeah otto is the Worlds Most Pathetic Yandere to his whole camp.

#this is an impromptu ramble post i made again while taking a break from homework alsjdflsd but yeah ive been seeing people Still being #confused about this over on reddit so i felt like typing smth up about it just to try and figure this topic out!!! bc you think the emilia #camp would be voting up like roswaal as their most dangerous member right??? but no!! its canonically otto!! which is very fascinating hah.#and it genuinely doesnt make sense at first until you think about it for. a While.#re:zero #rezero #arc 8 spoilers #otto suwen #natsuki subaru #roswaal l mathers #did i write this just for that last line of this post?? maybe....

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AAAA REQUESTS ARE OPENED ILYSM!!11!1!1If it's not too much id like to request for my bbgs Jamie, Brienne and maybe Arya when they haven't seen s/o all day so they're getting pretty angsty but when they're finished with training or whatever for the day they find beloved asleep in one of the spots they usually meet at while waiting for them. (Sorry if I made it too specific) sending much loveლ⁠(⁠´⁠ ⁠❥⁠ ⁠`⁠ლ⁠)

Im gonna do Jaime and Brienne (and some others bc i cannot control myself) but sans Arya! lets goooo

Jaime - First of all, he's in a foul mood when he finally gets back, muttering and grumbling to himself. When he spots you in the usual spot you wait in - oh. Shit, that's actually ... very endearing. He wants to be smug about it, but there's just a lot of sentiment that sits with him as he tries to remember someone wanting to see him that badly, that they'd fall asleep waiting. He watches you for a little while, considering this, before finally waking you up. Now he's all smug and teasing you about being so clingy. Naturally he'll escort you back to your chambers, not really caring about the hour or that he's a Kingsguard and shouldn't be seen doing such things. He'll figure out a lie an explanation later.

Jon - He's ready to kick in the door of the Lord Commander's chambers, if only his sore and freezing body would cooperate. Jon's exhausted and figured a while ago you would've gone to bed. You both have to be careful, after all - but then he spots you dozed off in an old wooden chair by a dying hearth. Were you waiting up this whole time? He feels guilty at once, and tries to be quiet as he gets the fire going again. Once it's up, Jon gently wakes you up by brushing some of your hair aside and kissing your brow. He really can't help himself, though his hands are like ice! You two cuddle and warm up before heading to your separate chambers.

Brienne - It was a brutal day of riding and routing bandits, and while she can normally take it, this went on longer than usual. Brienne's strong, but she has her physical limit. She's staggering back, being the last to retire to bed. When she finds that you waited for her, she feels so bad! Brienne hadn't realized you'd do such a thing - it fills up her heart with affection, so she gently wakes you and asks if she can carry you back to your room. You actually accept, and she feels the fatigue wash away as she gladly carries you back. She loves being a knight for you, and it turns out you're very snuggly when you're tired.

Arthur Dayne - He leaves his post late in the evening, much later than the usual meeting time. You probably aren't there, but - it's worth a look, isn't it? And there you are, asleep in the garden you and Arthur like to steal away to. He wakes you up very gently, cautioning you between kisses about falling asleep in such a vulnerable state. He doesn't have the heart to really scold you about it, at least not until the morning. He escorts you halfway to your chambers before has to retreat to the White Sword Tower.

Victarion - He already thinks about you when he doesn't want to, or when it's not a good time. It happens more often when he's tired, which is troublesome. The late hour doesn't occur to him when he's back; you're always waiting, no matter what, and - oh. You're asleep. ... You really shouldn't be asleep where anyone could find you and do something, even in Castle Pyke. Victarion scoops you right up, not realizing how badly that would startle you. He just grumbles that you ought to be more careful, and any touches or kisses distract him immediately.

Asha - First, why are you so damn cute? How'd you end up in a place like the Iron Islands, anyway? For once in her life, someone is waiting for her at home like a puppy... even when she gets back late, like now. Asha wills her tired body over and wakes you up with a big kiss and her soft laugh. Aww, what, you really like her that much? She messes with your hair and pulls you up, urging you to her chambers as you stumble and grumble behind her.

Jorah - Well he's always thinking of you, but especially so if he had to depart before the sun is up and he's finally returning hours after its set. By then, Jorah's exhausted and just wants to get home to you. Once he finds you asleep on the settee you like best - oh no, he might die from the sweetness. You waited up for him? Jorah sits right next to you, giving you a big, sleepy hug and apologizing about being back so late. You both end up falling asleep cuddled up on the couch because he's too tired to move and now you're comfortable and warm, so you aren't going anywhere.

Brynden - Coming back from a long day of training and keeping up with his men, Brynden doesn't notice the time until he spots you sleeping on a large windowsill. He feels bad for making you wait so long, and finds it endearing you even wanted to wait up for an old knight. He picks you up very carefully, so it's his voice that wakes you. "Making these old bones carry you back to bed, hm?" He's not bothered that anyone would spot you two - he knows which halls are empty at this hour.

#jaime lannister x reader #brienne of tarth x reader #jon snow x reader #arthur dayne x reader #victarion greyjoy x reader #asha greyjoy x reader #jorah mormont x reader #brynden tully x reader #game of thrones x reader #got x reader #libra headcanons

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Bisexual media

Note: This should not be taken as a declaration of quality or my personal likings - I haven’t read most of the books that are listed nor have I fully watched three of the series listed. Not all of the fictional series focus on a bi protagonist but all do have at least one bi main character; a summary of main initial plot is provided. I will edit this post with updates intermittently.

TV Series

The Bisexual (2018) - Leila explores her attraction to men after identifying as a lesbian alongside her girlfriend and friends for the past decade, while her new roommate tries to get a grip on his relationship with a younger woman.

Black Mirror’s San Junipero - Yorkie meets Kelly in the strange setting of San Junipero. What’s the deal with this place, and what can make them stay?

Bob and Rose - Bob is gay. Rose has a boyfriend. Can I make it any more obvious? (I can - they find that they’re attracted to each other and deal with the implications and expectations of that.)

Crazy Ex-Girlfriend - Rebecca pursues her ex-boyfriend in the hopes of finding happiness. With a drastic move to West Covina, will she learn what happy feels like?

Cucumber - Henry’s life is upturned in one evening, then another, and then some more, while boyfriend Lance and new acquaintance Freddie come to terms with the present and the past.

Everything Now - Newly out of recovery from anorexia, Y11 student Mia is determined to complete her bucket list and be seen as normal.

Feel Good - Mae and Charlotte navigate a relationship challenged by Mae's drug addiction and Charlotte's new sexual discovery.

High Fidelity - Young record store owner Rob revisits her past relationships in order to sort out her singledom.

Kieta Hatsukoi - Aoki lies about having feelings for classmate Ida to protect the feelings of his crush Hashimoto. But misunderstandings and revelations cause a hullabaloo.

Torchwood - this Doctor Who spin-off features a collection of characters solving alien crimes.

Movies

Appropriate Behaviour - Brooklyn dweller Shirin deals with her ex-girlfriend, family expectations, job struggles and more.

City of Lost Souls - a German musical exploring the experiences of LGBT people, black people, Jewish people and immigrants in post-WW2 Berlin.

Disobedience - Ronit returns to her old Orthodox Jewish community after her father passes away, having been shunned for not adhering to cultural expectations.

Shiva Baby - While at a Jewish funeral service with her family and community, college student Danielle navigates an awkward situation with her sugar daddy and her ex-girlfriend.

Non-fiction books

Bi Any Other Name: Bisexual People Speak Out

Bi: Notes for a Bisexual Revolution

Bi: The Hidden Culture, History and Science of Bisexuality

The Bi-ble Volumes 1 and 2

Claiming the B in LGBT - Illuminating the Bisexual Narrative

Go the Way Your Blood Beats - On Truth, Bisexuality and Desire

A History of Bisexuality

Purple Prose - Bisexuality in Britain

Music

Alicia Champion - Bi

Ana Carolina - Homens e Mulheres

Ani DiFranco- In or Out

Anne Marie - Perfect to Me

Bali Bandits - Girls & Boys

Book Of Love - Pretty Boys and Pretty Girls

Cariño - Bisexual

Christina Aguilera - Not Myself Tonight

Delli Boe - Bisexual Problems, Bisexual Problems 2

Domo Wilson - Becoming Myself, Bi Pride, Bisexual Anthem

Halsey - Bad At Love

HOUSE OF SAY - Boys Girls

Jão - Meninos e Meninas

Jessie Paege, Lucy & La Mer - Not a Phase

King Kitty - Bisexual

MIKA - Billy Brown, Blame It On The Girls

Miley Cyrus - Midnight Sky, She's Not Him

Missy Higgins - Scar

Mitski - Cop Car

Peaches - I U She,

Peter Allen - Bi-Coastal

Poppy - Girls In Bikinis

Torrey Mercer - Boys / Girls

Ysa Ferrer - To bi or not to bi

#it mine #bi #bisexual #bisexuality #lgbt #lgbt+#lgbtq #bi visibility #bisexual visibility

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-----Part 1------

Sueharu: "In the meantime, the next step...is to go through Sadakatsu-sama and draw out the trading company that are said to be collusive with them."

Then Sueharu-san looked at me and narrowed his eyes.

Sueharu: "Ah. Also, I forgot something important."

Yoshino: "Important?"

Sueharu-san reaches out and....rubs is thumb over my lower lip.

Sueharu: "You promised that you'll reward me with a kiss if I win the bet. Did you forget that?"

-----Options------

Are you kidding me?

I remember

I forgot.

---------

Yoshino: "....I-I forgot because I'm a bad girl."

Sueharu: "I suppose it's part of being a man to tame a bad girl."

His handsome face with a gentle smile approaches....

Yoshino: ".....Nn."

I forgot to move when I realized that Sueharu-san kissed me through his fingers.

Sueharu: "I'll be happy with that for now because I got see some really good things today."

Yoshino: "Good things..."

Sueharu: "Best spectacle of night was your shy face."

(Ngh....)

Sueharu: "You were a supremely evil woman during the banquet, but right now you're the cutest thing I've ever seen."

Sueharu: "I'm glad to have you all to myself."

(I should not listen anymore...)

Yoshino: "If you say anything more, I'll jump out of this oxcart!"

Sueharu: "That's dangerous. Then I have make sure to hold you tightly."

Yoshino: "Ah."

Just when I thought it was over, I found myself in Sueharu-san's arms.

Yoshino: "Please let me go."

Sueharu: "I can't. It's impossible for me to not woo you when you're in front of me. So I have no choice but to do this."

His voice tickles my ears.

Yoshino: "....I understand! I won't jump out!"

Sueharu: "Good. But I wish I could hold you a little longer."

I glared at Sueharu-san, who easily moved away from me.

(I really have to be careful....)

At that night, Sueharu-san and I stayed at an inn in Kyoto...

Morinaga-san and Benkei, who were hiding, were to be informed by Sueharu-san's men.

The next day, Sueharu went to Sadakatsu-sama's residence as promised.

.........

Yoshino: "Welcome back, Sueharu-san. Thank you for your hard work!"

Sueharu: "I'm back. Sorry to keep you waiting."

Sueharu-san returns from the mansion and sits down next to me.

Sueharu: "I have successfully secured a major business deal with Sadakatsu-sama."

Yoshino: "You guys only met yesterday and today you signed a business deal together!? That's so fast!"

(I thought it would be difficult for even Sueharu-san to go through this process several times)

Sueharu: "Negotiations is my forte. Well, this is not an actual business negotiations per se though."

Yoshino: "....Yeah."

(The aim is to provoke the business associations related to Sadakatsu-sama....)

Yoshino: "Will the trading company make a move, as Sueharu-san wants?"

Sueharu: "They'll come for us. From their point of view, it's like we've stolen their customers."

Sueharu: "They wouldn't leave me alone until they destroy me completely."

(You say that so matter of factly. But they are bandits behind the trading company)

Sueharu: "Are you worried about me?"

-----Part 2-----

Sueharu: "Are you worried about me?"

Yoshino: "Mm...."

For a moment I was loss for words.

Yoshino: "Isn't it natural? I'm Sueharu-san's partner now."

Sueharu: "I'm glad. Thank you."

Sueharu: "But in the end, it's the quickest way."

Yes, what Sueharu-san's strategy is----

Sueharu: "We will conquer the trading company bandit by bandit."

Sueharu: "However, before that, I need to create a good reason for the other side to intervene."

Sueharu: "That way, we can negotiate with the organisations that have the bandits under their control, and we can end this."

(It means having the trading company and the bandits cut off by a higher organization to avoid an all-out conflict)

Yoshino: "I hope it works..."

Sueharu: "I have contacts in the underworld, and I'm sure they wouldn't want to antagonize me."

Sueharu: "If we negotiate with them after they've taken a stand on their appearance, you can't be dismissive."

(I have very mixed feelings about Sueharu-san's negotiations with the organisation that unites the bandits)

Yoshino: "....Please be careful."

I look straight at Sueharu-san.

Sueharu: "......"

Sueharu: "Mm."

He combs my hair and gently started twirling it.

For some reason, the warmth felt from the fingertips makes me a little sad.

Sueharu: "You're a good girl."

Yoshino: "Eh?"

I looked at him, as I felt it was different from the way he usually teases me.

Sueharu: "You're beautiful, but you really can't tolerate evil."

Sueharu: "So even though it's not compatible with my way of doing things, you still really care about me."

(Sueharu-san....)

He waits for an answer, I then slowly spins my words.

Yoshino: "I'm not just worried about you."

Yoshino: "...I believe that Sueharu-san will achieve his goals in a way that I cannot."

Sueharu: "....! You...."

Our gazes entwined and we dare not turn away,

I felt a strange heat in Sueharu-san's eyes and gulped.

(Why are you looking at me like that?)

Sueharu: "Yoshino."

Yoshino: "Yes."

Sueharu: "From today onwards, I don't want you to go out alone."

A hand is placed on my cheek and my heart beats faster.

Yoshino: "Okay..."

The hand slowly moves away, as if to say goodbye....

Sueharu: "I'm going to have a little chat with my subordinate. So, relax...okay?"

Sueharu-san slowly stood up and left the room,

(I feel like I'm getting a little closer to Sueharu-san...it's not my imagination, right?)

It was difficult for me to judge whether that was a good thing or bad thing.

.............

Three days later...

Sueharu: "So? How is it?"

Yoshino: "Mm. It's delicious...!"

Sueharu-san brought me to a restaurant, where I was having tea and sweets.

Yoshino: "But is it really okay to relax, right now?"

Sueharu: "When you're working, you have to work hard. When it's time to relax, you have to relax as much as you want. That's the motto of life."

-----Part 3-----

Sueharu: "When you're working, you have to work hard. When it's time to relax, you have to relax as much as you want. That's the motto of life."

(That may be true?)

Yoshino: "Even so, to rent out a whole restaurant just for eating tasty sweets is a little too much right...?"

Sueharu: "Who likes to stand in a queue and wait? Also, its after hours, so we're not disturbing other customers."

Yoshino: "I feel like I'm going to lose my financial sense when I'm with Sueharu-san."

Sueharu: "Ahhh."

Yoshino: "Mm."

When I tried to argue, a small piece of dried candy was thrown into my mouth, causing me to look confused.

Yoshino: "It's sweet...w-wait, what are you doing!?"

Sueharu: "Before you can open your mouth to complain, I'll keep tossing sweets into your mouth. Doing that, makes me look like I'm feeding a small puppy. It's cute."

Yoshino: "You're making fun of me again today."

While having a pointless argument again-----

(...! What is that sound?)

From the other side of the wall, I heard the sound of something breaking, heavy footsteps and people's voices.

Shop owner: "Oh sir! The whole place is reserved today...!"

???: "Shut up! I'm looking for the bastard who rented it out!"

(Who is that!?)

Yoshino: "What if----"

Sueharu: *sighs* "There goes our peaceful time?"

Sueharu-san ate the last piece of sweet and washed it down with hot tea.

At the same time, several men burst into the room.

(...They are obviously bad people)

Without realizing, I was paralysed with fear and caution.

Man 1: "Are you Kaneuri Kichiji?"

Sueharu: "Yes and I don't want anyone calling my name while I'm in the middle of my affair."

Man 2: "Are kidding me...?"

The men standing around us, looked at me with stern eyes.

Sueharu: "Oh my, for being Sadakatsu-sama's friends, you guys habd bad mouth..."

Sueharu: "But wait. You're all directly involved with the trading company, right? So in this case I guess you all are friends of a friend."

Man 1: "Ha...so you know who we are?"

Sueharu: "Some lowlife bandits. That's all you are."

(So it's these people....)

The men exchanged puzzled glances with Sueharu-san who said it so casually.....

He immediately begins to tease and threaten them with.

Man 1: "If you know us, then it's quicker to talk. Don't do business in our territory."

Man 1: "Kaneuri Kichiji or whatever your name is, you're just a mere stranger in Kyoto."

Sueharu: "Business is free competition. If you don't want to be outsmarted, why not use your wits and money?"

Giving an amused smile, Sueharu-san retorted.

Man 3: "You bastard. You're getting carried away!"

The first man to open his mouth held back the third man who shouted.

Man 1: "Don't forget we warned you, Kaneuri Kichiji."

Sueharu: "Thank you very much. But I don't care."

The men leave just as rudely as when they arrived.

(That was scary....!)

Sueharu: "You okay? Yoshino?"

-----Part 4-----

Sueharu: "You okay? Yoshino?"

Yoshino: "Yes! I was just a little surprised..."

Sueharu: "As expected of my partner."

I am sure that Sueharu-san noticed my fear, but he pretended not to know.

Sueharu: "At any rate, if they now go out on a show of force, the conditions are right."

Sueharu: "We're almost there, Yoshino."

In the meanwhile, somewhere in Kyoto-----

Ibuki: "Yasuchika, did you know?"

Yasuchika: "Ha? What? That you're a bastard? I've known that for 100 years."

Shuten Doji, Ibuki who was talking to Yasuchika, lifts one end of his lips and smiles sarcastically.

Ibuki: "I see you still love me."

Ibuki: "Anyways, have you heard about the strange things happening in the markets of Kyoto."

Yasuchika: "Strange things? Does it have anything to do with Akihito-sama? Otherwise, I'm not interested. Bye."

Ibuki: "Don't end the conversation like that. And this is my playground, so you're stuck here until I'm done."

Yasuchika: "It can't be helped. I don't wanna stay here forever with you of all people."

Yasuchika deliberately lamented.

Yasuchika: "I have plans with Akihito-sama after this..."

Yasuchika: "I'd rather be there than here!"

Ibuki: "It's a serious matter."

Yasuchika: "Shut up. So what about this 'strange things'? If you want to talk about, make it quick."

Ibuki: "If you're curious, just be honest and say so."

Ibuki shrugs then continues talking.

Ibuki: "Recently I heard a rumour that a powerful trading company is dominating the market in Kyoto."

Ibuki: "I was just trying to figure out how to mess them up and play with them, but...."

Ibuki: "Three days ago, there was a change in the wind."

Yasuchika: "Change?"

Ibuki: "The black merchant, Kitsuji Sueharu and the fox princess fought against the trading company."

Yasuchika: "....!"

Yasuchika's eyes widened in surprise.

The next moment, however, the expression on his face returns to normal, as if he had lost interest.

Yasuchika: "Ah yes. I received a letter from the Shogunate informing me that they are sending those two to investigate the background of the second son of a certain noble family."

Yasuchika: "I did some digging on my end, but it looked like he is doing things in collusion with the trading company."

Yasuchika: "But he wasn't a member of Akihito-sama's faction or an an enemy, so I don't really care."

Ibuki: "Don't put Akihito-sama at the center of everything. You're a boring bastard."

Ibuki: "But the fox princess here. It would be a pity if we didn't treat her well, right?"

Yasuchika: "....Ibuki?"

Yasuchika turned his suspicious gaze towards Ibuki.

Yasuchika: "I telling you. Don't do anything unnecessary."

Yasuchika: "I don't want the Shogunate or the Rebels to know about your existence yet."

Yasuchika: "Especially, since the black merchant Haru-chan is rumored to be one of the most perceptive people in the world."

-----Part 5-----

Yasuchika: "Especially, since the black merchant Haru-chan is rumored to be one of the most perceptive people in the world."

Ibuki: "Are you feeling weak? You're an opportunist."

Yasuchika: "Yes yes. If you irritate me anymore..."

Ibuki: "Oh? What will you do? Come on."

Yasuchika: "While you're sleeping, I'll smear honey on your horns and release a huge number of ants into your room."

Ibuki: "That's too insidious."

Ibuki unusually turned a straight face and held his two horns.

Yasuchika: "I mean it, okay?"

Ibuki: "It can't be helped."

Ibuki: "All right, I'll only play a little bit with the fox princess."

Ibuki's eyes glowed with a bewitching light as he lied.

............

Next day....

Yoshino: "Eh? Harassment in one of your shops?"

I stopped making the wound dressing and looked at Sueharu-san.

Sueharu: "Yeah, there are few shops here in Kyoto under my control...."

Sueharu: "Since there was not similar products with the trading company, we were able to avoid major problems."

Yoshino: "Are you all right...? Did anyone get injured?"

Sueharu: "Everything's alright. I had to close the stores for the time being and also compensate them financially."

(Thank god...)

Relieved, I looked down at the wound medicine in my hand.

I had nothing to do until the situation developed.

So I decided to prepare medicines in case Sueharu-san and his men were injured in hostilities with the bandits.

Sueharu: "If they attack me directly anyway. I'll use it as a pretext for a swift counterattack."

Yoshino: "I'm afraid your eyes are serious!"

Sueharu: "Sorry sorry."

Sueharu: "Anyways, I've been summoned by Sadakatsu-sama after this so I'll be going there."

Sueharu: "Sorry, but..."

Yoshino: "Don't worry. I'll wait for your return...!"

Several guards arranged by Sueharu-san are constantly on the lookout around the inn.

When Sueharu-san leaves my side, he sends one of his subordinates into my room to make sure I'm safe.

(You were telling the truth when you said you'd protect me)

Yoshino: "Then have a safe trip, Sueharu-san."

Sueharu: "Mm."

Smiling mischievously, Sueharu-san then hugged me gently....

(Ah)

He gently kissed my cheek.

Yoshino: "....!? W-What was that for...!?"

Sueharu: " 'I'm going out' kiss. I'd be happy if you could do the same for me next time."

Chapter 14

#ikemen series #ikemen genjiden #cybird ikemen #cybird otome #otome #cybird #ikemen mc #ikegen #main story translations #ikemen genjiden sueharu

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undertale-museum · 1 month

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Honorable Mentions

Skele

*Minors not permitted*

[Last updated 12April24]

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a. Alive by @/tatatale

1st Comic menu details

b. Over The Void by @/undertale-over-the-void @/absolutedream-art

c. Aftertale @/loverofpiggies

d. Combotale #1 / Two by @/askcomboclub

AUs of AUs, skeleton ocs

e. Papyrus Domination by @/amortemkun

Smut, dub con, non con, Red x Edge

f. Streettale @/amortemkun

Smut, non con, Red x Edge

g. Bad Sans Bandits by @/badsansbandits

Ink, Blue, Dream, Killer, Error

h. Lucidia by @/loverofpiggies

Skeleton OCs

i. Time Scar by @/c-puff on deviantart

Dub by Sans Comic TV

j. Sunny Story by @/asksunflower

k. Goth by @/nekophy

l. Dreamtale by @/jokublog

m. His Story by @/comyet

n. Rock band AU by @/zu-is-here

o. Narcissto @/a-v-j

p. Molten Dream @/orbital-inclinations

q. Swap Papyrus & Edge by @/wave-nine

#undertale comics #honorable mentions #alive comic #undertail #underfell #underfell sans #underfell papyrus #underswap #swap papyrus #sans undertale #papyrus undertale #ink sans #dream sans #dreamtale #skeleton oc

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thebadsansbandits · 1 year

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Page 15!

Looks like there’s a little reunion going on!

Previous page / Next page

#undertale #undertale au #undertale comic #the bad sans bandits #bad sanses #comic #comic pilot #comic series #pilot #series pilot #dream sans #ink sans #swap sans #error sans #cowboy #western #wild west #undertale au comic

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maskedmayhem14 · 1 year

Video

Found an old animation program called pencil2d

It has garnered my approval and I highly recommend this free software

#undertale #undertale animation #animation #pencil2D #the bad sans bandits #digitalart #animator #i'm an animator i swear

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ut-museum-guide · 2 months

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Ink Collection

It felt wrong to make a collection of Error art and not do one for Ink as well. Our little chaos gremlin needs to spread to the four corners of the Earth, only then with his reign of havoc end.

4 fanfics, 6 comics, 1 comic dub, 2 PMVs, 2 animations

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dcsr392 · 10 months

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Fireworks (ShinRan comfort)

This idea has been nagging me these days and demanded itself be written, or else. You'll see I'm craving some major ShinRan comfort... Please, Aoyama, be gentle with our hearts, whenever Shinichi comes back! Also, this was majorly inspired by Clean Bandit's "Everything but you" song, and put on repeat while writing this! That song just feels ShinRan all the way!

Read on AO3 if you prefer!

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"Can I sit here?"

Ran felt her heart skip a beat when hearing his voice. To find Shinichi on the same bus pointing to the empty seat next to hers had been the last thought on her mind. She even took her hand to her heart hoping it would calm down, which, truth be told, had been a rather difficult task these last few weeks...

"Shinichi! Mou, don't scare me like that!" she reprimanded with a little smile, happy to see him.

"Sorry, sorry! You were focused, my bad!" he laughed while sitting next to her. He sat rather close, their shoulders touching, but otherwise, he let himself slouch on the seat as if he was tired.

"Whatcha reading?" he asked after a minute of content silence, looking over her shoulder at her phone's screen.

"Another piece of news of the Syndicate downfall... They are saying you went abroad to USA and Singapur and just returned last month," she responded.

"Well, close enough..."

He sighed. He didn't know where these reporters got their crazy ideas, but he was surprised that they were still willing to discuss the Syndicate's bust after a whole month had gone by and it had already been discussed by everyone in the whole wide world. He understood that some people still had questions and wanted answers -since he had never disclosed the whole truth of the matter-, but he needed to close the chapter and go back to the life of Kudo Shinichi, a 17-years-old, extraordinary ordinary tantei-san.

"And you? How come you hopped on this bus?", Ran interrupted his train of thought, putting away her phone when she finished reading the article.

"I was going back home. I was just at the Metropolitan Police headquarters. Megure-keibu asked me to go over some notes on them and so on..." Shinichi said, avoiding her quizzical gaze.

"Business as usual?" she chuckled, amused.

"Business as usual indeed..." he sighed again.

Although they had been separated by an invisible wall for nearly a year, Ran still considered herself an expert on the expressions of Kudo Shinichi. He seemed sad, but inside was a forlornness that was eating at him. He sometimes laughed, sometimes for her sake, sometimes for the sake of others, but he was not okay yet. He was on his way, and had progressed so much in this last month... She was more than willing to help him get back on his feet. He was a strong one, her baka tantei-san.

"Ne..." she began, hoping that he opened himself to those feelings.

"Hey!" he interrupted, pointing to the window. "There are fireworks at that temple! Do you want to see them?"

"Oh?" she looked outside where he was pointing, watching a beautiful display of colours in the sky "Yes!"

Shinichi left his seat and pressed the stop button, while Ran collected her karate gi and joined him at the door. At the next stop, the couple went down and retraced their steps to get to the temple, until they found a balcony where they could easily see the fireworks without straining their necks too much.

It was indeed beautiful, and peaceful. Just being able to be there, with Ran by his side, feeling her warmth... Sometimes it seemed surreal, after everything that he had endured to return to his body. After all the lies, the tears and the hardships. And she was still there, with him, having forgiven for everything he put her through. His Conan days had been a nightmare, and sometimes it felt like it had been a dream he was desperate to wake up from, but other times it felt real, palpable. Nonetheless, in the dark of the night, he felt thankful for the life lesson.

"Ne, Shinichi..." Ran started, glancing at him from the corner of her eye. "How do you feel?"

"About what?" he asked, even though he was sure what she was referring to.

"About everything... It mustn't be easy..." Ran responded, trailing off. Although she needed to hear the answer to appease her heart, she would let it go if he was not ready to answer yet.

He sighed. He knew Ran was bound to ask the question sooner or later, and she, more than anyone else, deserved an honest answer. He braced himself; he had never been good at opening his heart. But it was necessary, for him, for herself, for their blooming relationship. He owed that much to her.

"No," he began, grasping for the correct words while looking ahead at the fireworks. "It isn't. I'm... coping, I think is the word I want to use. Just one month ago we faced them... We both were injured, Hattori nearly doesn't make it out, and the FBI, and Haibara, and Vermouth..." He glanced at her for a moment, but returned his gaze to the fireworks display the next second. "It's constantly on my mind, how much everyone has sacrificed to end them, and I'll be forever grateful that I could return to my body in the end. I never lost hope, but seeing you cry and everyone worrying... I was terrified that they could do something to you or anyone..."

Ran's heart shattered while listening to him. She reached for his hand on the railing, squeezing it, while he smiled sadly. She knew he was grateful for the human contact, although he didn't express it, and it still took everything in himself to initiate contact, even when he needed it the most. She had always been the braver between the two.

"It must've been overwhelming, bearing such a heavy burden on just your shoulders...", she murmured, squeezing his hand again while looking through him into his soul.

"But they weren't just mine..." he interrupted, abruptly, refusing to look at her. "Everyone was involved, one way or another."

"I'm sorry," Ran said, returning her gaze to the fireworks. "I wish I could've done something more to help..."

The ghost of a smile touched his lips, and he allowed himself to look at her. It was just like her to give her everything and not hold back. Stubborn and sensitive. He drank in her pained expression and saw it morph into a more peaceful one while the display of colours in the sky illuminated her eyes, wondering if her tears were just on the way. He hoped she didn't feel the need to cry, but 13 years ago he had told her she could cry whenever she felt like it, so...

"Barou. You helped more than you know."

Indeed, a lone tear escaped her right eye at his words, but he wiped it away with tender fingers as soon as it touched her face. She was as beautiful as ever. He met her halfway, kissing her with all the tenderness and love he could muster. It was wonderfully sweet to be able to be there, with her, in that way. It reminded him of another special moment, in Kyoto, where his time was up and he hadn't been able to kiss her. He regretted having left her then, but it had been necessary to lead them right here and now. He embraced her tighter by the waist, while her hands found the back of his neck. When they opened their eyes, millimetres separating their lips, with only the sounds of the fireworks for company, he felt his eyes sting too. He touched her forehead with his to compose himself.

She sighed contently and let go of his neck, situating herself in front of him, taking his arms around her waist and putting her hands above his. She leant on his shoulder, touching her forehead with his cheek and closed her eyes, focusing on his steady heartbeat and thanking Kamisama for helping him return to her. He kissed her temple and armed himself with the courage to confess something he should have told her since he had come back.

"You were there to keep me sane," she smiled, feeling his heart rate pick up. "I love you".

It didn't happen often, that those words left his mouth. She didn't think it was possible to love him more than she already did, but every once in a while, with little gestures, he pulled the rug from under her feet.

"I'll be here," she responded, her eyes still closed and concentrating on feeling him, his needs, his mind, his heart. She knew he knew she loved him, but he may not know that she would continue to be there for him as long as he let her. Without words, he seemed to have understood.

"I just need to let go of everything..."

The words died in his mouth, but he trusted that she knew his soul inside and out. Indeed, just as he had understood before, Ran understood him all the same.

"You will," she promised.

"I'll pull through."

"You will."

"We'll be fine."

"We will."

Shinichi only pulled her closer, waiting for the fireworks display to reach its end. When it did, he never let go of her hand.

"Let me take you home."

She let him.

I just wanna let go of everything but you…

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My, this just wrote itself! I hope you liked it! It felt good to write after 5 years... Perhaps I'm healing too and I could get back to Run... We'll see! Thanks for reading!

#shinran #detective conan #meitantei conan #shinichi kudo #ran mouri #fanfic #drabble #dmck

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atzfilm · 6 months

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Hiiii. The Leaders was sooooo good. But what I really wanna talk about is how the whole cowboy lingo had me in TEARS 😭😭😭😭 like i had to stop reading here and there to just cackle bc it was just so funny 😭😭😭 but everything else, the story, sexy scary cowboy bandits wooyoung and san, were just perfect like... bravo, author friend! So good 😭❤️

KRUAIFUDIFJGHFJ IM GLAD TRULY!! when i was editing i cut out so much because i was cringing so bad djfjjsdj but im glad you liked it eheheh ♡♡♡ thank YEW AGAIN

#fic: the leaders

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overdevelopedglasses · 7 months

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Tojoctober Day 3 - Safe

(I would defend my precious, I would reach to the top)

Alt title is from Reign

Yuta protects the orphanage from some wannabe looters.

(not really any spoilers, since the summary is the spoiler lol)

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Cheer and laughter echo from the area of Morning Glory Orphanage, as the residents there enjoy a day off from their responsibilities. The boys, led by Yuta Usami, are playing with Mame in the front area of the building. The girls sit on the porch, while baby Haruto practices walking between them. It's a peace often seen in this place, this sanctuary from the horrors of their world.

That is, until Mame runs away from the group of boys, into the middle of the road, and starts barking.

"What is it, boy?" Koji runs up to where Mame is still barking, and sees a group of thugs walking up the path, incredibly close to the building.

"Oh.. crap, crap, crap!" Koji scoops up Mame and sprints towards everyone. Yuta and Taichi run to meet him.

"What's going on, Koji-kun?"

Koji stops, places Mame down, and pants heavily, speaking between breaths.

"People… a lot of them… they look like bad news!"

Yuta's face hardens. "I'll figure out what's going on. Koji, get Mame," He looks over to the girls as Koji bends down and scoops Mame up again. "Haruka, keep Haruto close to you. Ayako, get everyone inside!"

The kids start scrambling, faces showing worry and confusion, as the older girls usher everyone inside.

"I'll stay with you, Yuta-san."

"I'll put Mame inside and get Mitsuo. He'll want to help you two. And I do too." Koji shouts as he runs off, dog in tow.

Yuta hesitates "Guys, you don't have to-"

"You don't have to defend the orphanage, yet here you are." Taichi retorts.

"I'm not trying to stop you." Yuta responds. He knows if he lets the kids get hurt at all, Kiryu would not let him rest once it was his time. "Just, promise me you'll fall back if you get hurt?"

Taichi nods grimly. "If it comes to that."

Koji and Mitsuo emerge from the building, and together, the boys walk into the middle of the front yard, assuming a defensive position.

The looters turn into the space, 6 muscular people wearing face masks.

"What are you trying to accomplish?" Yuta's voice booms, trying desperately to hide his fear. There were a lot more guys than he thought.

"What are we trying to accomplish?" The person in the front responds, their voice muffled slightly by their mask. "Ha! We have a gut feeling that there's something precious inside there, and we want it!"

"Yeah? And you think we'll hand it to you?" Taichi yells back.

"Judging by your attitude, this is going to get messy. Get them!"

The party of looters starts charging at the defensive line.

"We're protecting our home!" Yuta yells, followed by the shouts of the other guys, as they meet the looters charge.

A large fight commences, and while the looters have the number advantage, Yuta and the kids were heavily underestimated. Taichi wrestles one of the looters to the ground while Koji punches another in the diaphragm. Yuta comes up from behind, throws a haymaker into a looter, and picks Mitsuo up off the ground. As the fight continues to progress, the looters begin to gain an upper hand. Thankfully, the kids keep their promise to Yuta, and retreat into Morning Glory before receiving too much of a beating. Soon enough, Yuta is the last one standing, squaring off with the leader bandit. The looter slams a fist into Yuta's stomach, knocking the wind out of him. He goes to follow it up with a punch, and Yuta prepares to brace himself.

Yuta gasps instead, as the last opponent is hit with the hilt of a blade. He crumples to the ground, and behind him stands another, way more intimidating figure. This one, a man, is wearing an eyepatch with a snake adorned on it. His outfit of a snakeskin jacket and black leather everything would make Yuta raise an eyebrow, but right now, he's regaining his breath and scared shitless.

The man walks up to Yuta, sheaths his blade, and sizes him up. Even though he's only a few inches taller when Yuta stands upright again, it feels like Eyepatch Man is towering over the young one.

"Yer the one keepin’ em safe?" The man speaks in what Yuta registers to be a Kansai accent.

Yuta swallows. "Y-yes."

The man scoffs, his eye wandering the space around them. Yuta wants to see where he's looking, but he can't bring himself to move. He doesn't want to remember what it feels like to get stabbed. His brain runs wild, trying to think of something to do other than stand here.

The eyepatch man brings him back to his senses by grabbing his chin, tilting his head around, seemingly inspecting the younger man. Yuta winces a bit.

"Good head on yer shoulders. Definitely can handle yerself. You…"

The man trails off, distracted by something, Yuta can't fathom what. He hears the man clear his throat, and makes eye contact with Yuta, his gaze softening ever so slightly.

"Take care of her."

And with that, the man turns around, grabs the unconscious intruder by the arm, and drags him away.

Yuta glances around and now notices the rest of the looters are gone as well. Was that Eyepatch Man's doing?

"Yuta!" Yuta whirls around, and sees Haruka, near the front step of the entrance, her expression creased with worry.

"Haruka!" Yuta runs up to the entrance of the building, enveloping Haruka in an embrace. "Are you okay?"

Haruka makes a sound of agreement. “Everyone’s ok, Yuta.”

Yuta puts his head on Haruka’s shoulder and sighs. "It's OK. You're safe now. I promise."

He holds her for what feels like forever, and eventually, the other kids emerge from the building and join the hug.

On the front step of Morning Glory sits a mess of people clinging onto each other, some carefully making sure their bruises aren't touched, but they're locked in a moment of reprieve and newfound peace.

#tojoctober #yakuza #ryu ga gotoku #yakuza 6 #yuta usami #haruka sawamura #morning glory orphanage #i loved yuta in 6 your honor #i think eyepatch man would be that weird cryptic uncle #he'd check in on the orphange every once in a while #and probably leave haruka money or something #yuta noticed him again one day and is like “oh fuck”

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