#this is the moment I went yep they're idiots BUT THEY ARE MY IDIOTS AND I LOVE THEM

[luvtonique]

I realized something this morning.

This is probably gonna be a long post. (Edit, yep)

I'm a pretty fairly public figure on the internet, and I very regularly interact with a huge amount of people. From YouTube Comments to Discord to Tumblr Asks/Comments to Newgrounds Reviews to MMO Chat to Mic-Chat on Games to Twitch Chat to Stream Chat, blah blah blah.

I've, for years now, over a decade (hell over two decades) talked to probably thousands of people, and have been able to get a gauge on a pretty safe to say "average" of collective human intelligence on the internet.

I've come to realize that not everybody has that kind of experience talking to people online as I do. I've talked to literally thousands, probably near ten thousand, people online in my life.

This is a staggeringly high number and puts me in an outlier position among the rest of you, who likely have only interacted with a double digit number of people online in your life.

Now that you have that information in mind, here's what I realized this morning.

I realized that the reason I don't listen to people, ESPECIALLY when it comes to politics, is because I have learned through talking to all these people that fucking nobody knows what they're fucking goddamn talking about.

I study a lot of things in my spare time, and history is a huge one that I study. I very regularly read and listen to multiple sources talking about historic events, and I make sure to look at as many sources as possible, sometimes including reading encyclopedias in my own home that we've owned for like 40 years.

I cross-reference all of these things and paint a picture of the most likely truths through various means.

Why's that important? Because sometimes a 14 year old on Twitter, literally nearly less than a third my age, will occasionally come along telling me that I'm wrong. Not about history necessarily, but about some opinion that I have based on my own experience and my own knowledge that I've researched myself.

I usually ask them where they got their information, and I'm met with boldfaced idiocy. Completely braindead shit like "180,000 people said it on Twitter," or they link me a Tumblr post with 100k notes, or they say "It's common knowledge," (which is the biggest red flag of them all because not only does it prove they have no evidence to back up what they're saying, but as this post will go on to explain, "common knowledge" is quite literally the worst source of information on anything. People commonly think the earth is flat and that Scientology is real. People commonly think that walking under a ladder or breaking a mirror gives you bad luck. People commonly think that naturally blue food exists.)

In my life I have met thousands of people, and THOUSANDS of them are fucking idiots who very very smugly state completely incorrect knowledge. Earlier today someone tried to tell me that the creators of Beat Saber never sold the company to Facebook, and I showed them proof and they went silent for 3 hours and then went "Yeah so what, Facebook is still a good company" and I wanted to beat my head against the desk.

The internet is full of people who are fascinatingly ignorant. I'm not calling myself "better" or "smarter" than anyone here, I'm just saying that I have learned better than most people that people on the internet are not, and never fucking will be, a good source of information. I don't care if they're your best fucking friend, the coin-toss of them knowing what they're talking about or actually having the facts is so heavily weighted against them, it's seriously like a 98% chance they have no fucking clue what they're talking about.

I urge everyone to take a moment and realize that the internet is, in fact, a good place to find information and do research, but PEOPLE ON THE INTERNET, especially MEDIA AND SOCIAL MEDIA, are NOT SMART PEOPLE AND ARE NOT GOOD SOURCES FOR YOUR INFORMATION.

These are angry, smug, annoying little idiots who are likely 14 years old with a 1st grade reading comprehension who aspires to be a TikTok content creator as a career, and under no fucking circumstance should you ever, ever, EVER listen to any social, financial, religious, gendered, medical or political advice they give.

The world has gotten vastly out of control with how much people think "A lot of people agree with me" is a good enough reason to solidify your opinions. "A lot of people agree" is the biggest red flag ever, because people on the fucking internet are complete fucking idiots, I'm sorry, but I'm someone with far more experience talking to people on the internet than literally any of you reading this. I talk to people on the internet as a career and have been doing this for longer than most of you reading this have been alive.

So what's the point of this? What's the take-away?

The take-away is that I'm saddened by how many people will attack each other vehemently, cut off friends and family members, label people as toxic or problematic, jump to conclusions, etc. based on complete and utter misinformation spouted to them by people who have never once in their entire life actually looked up what the fuck they're talking about. They treat random strangers on Twitter as "experts" because that person is well articulated or put together a YouTube video with really good editing that's softly spoken by a British accent guy and has scary music whenever some "evil" person is on the screen.

The take-away is that people, like yourself (don't you dare try to deny it) will just believe whatever they read on social media, or whatever their Discord friend-group is talking about, because they are living in a complete falsehood that people on the internet know better than they do.

You are not incapable of doing your own research. You are not incapable of finding the truth. You are not stupid. Just do your own research, look into things yourself, cross-reference, use the scientific method, go to a library, read books, for fuck sake please adopt the basic social skill of "If someone says it on the internet it is most likely not true and I should look into it myself."

Because the current state of people is monstrous.

Y'all get so fucking mad about things that are just plain not true, and you revolve your entire life around things you were told by complete idiots and/or children on Twitter and other social media websites.

Stop.

Look at yourself, look at how angry you get about things, and consider that there may be a possibility that anger stems from a complete lack of any foundation or truth in your own beliefs.

Consider the almost 100% guaranteed possibility that you have been blatantly lied to by people who have no fucking idea what they're talking about, and that you are violently upholding standards that are incorrect because you have placed trust in the word of untrustworthy people.

Look up confirmation bias, read about it.

Look up manipulation tactics, read about it.

Look up "Plato's Republic" and read about it.

Absolutely, under no circumstances, should you ever, EVER, form your social or religious or political or financial or gendered or sexual etc. opinions based on SHIT YOU READ ON SOCIAL MEDIA.

And while we're here, don't listen to the news either. They're just a bunch of parrots saying what needs to be said to get you all fighting with each other so that the government can fuck things up while you're distracted. Do your own research, check multiple sources, don't consider social media or regular media to be a 'source,' get every bit of information from every angle, and for fuck sake, stop attacking people for disagreeing with you when you, yourself, only believe what you believe because your friend group believes it and you know that if you disagree with your friend group they'll all attack you so you'd rather be on their side, which only further proves my point that y'all need to fucking chill.

"Democracy will never work. If 3 medical experts tell you that you must eat a ginger root to cure your ailments, but 100,000 idiots with no medical experience tell you otherwise, you're more likely to believe the 100,000 idiots. They are louder, there are more of them, and you will gamble on the hope that among those 100,000 idiots, there must be more than 3 medical experts. The voice of the ignorant will always drown out the voice of the educated."

-Plato's Republic, 375BCE (Paraphrased)

"I can't believe Jay just called us all idiots and expects us to listen to him"

-Someone in the comments of this (It's gonna happen)

PS: If you looked up "Naturally Blue Food," and found out it does in fact not exist, good for you for doing your own research!

[butterfluffy]

“love letter”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· wherein y/n, an average student of OP academy, received a love letter, but from who?

⠀⠀➧ fluff | ??? × gn!reader | otome setting & school AU!

⠀⠀➧ warnings — none! mistakes and swearing may be present, though.. so do ignore them, thanks!

⠀⠀➧ requests are open! do send some requests for me to write!

⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: i made this because i've reached 100+ followers, thanks to you all! so this is all for you..~!

It is a quiet.. Well, not so quiet day in OP Academy today as per usual—all because of some rowdy students that were causing a ruckus once again in the hallways.

“Man, they're at it again, huh?” Nami mutters with a deep sigh, hand automatically slapping her forehead and massaging it—knowing that her friends are involved with the noise outside.

“Well, there are no quiet days here, right?” Usopp snickers, jabbing your sides as he continued to chuckle to himself.

“Yep. Their day is not complete without causing a ruckus.” You said with a huff, crossing your arms as you took a glance outside your room.

“What are they even doing in the lockers..?” You questioned, and almost immediately right after, Chopper popped out of the crowd outside, dashing to you..

“...Y/n, Y/n! I.. I have news! F-From the ruckus outside...!” Stammers the boy, panting heavily as he spoke—his words getting you curious..

“Y..Your locker, Y/n! We... We found a..” Stopping for a moment to breathe, your ears perked up, getting even more curious since you're involved with the ruckus.

“Chopper, what did you all find in Y/n's locker?” The curly haired male asks, scooting closer to the two of you as Robin who overheard the conversation did too, with Nami.

“Mhm.. Maybe a dead body was found in your locker, Y/n.” The raven-haired woman stated with a smile on her face, causing all of you to shriek.

“Robin..! Don't say that, I'm getting scared now....!” You plead with the rest, eyes turning to Chopper who got his hand shaking, ready to continue his news..

“Y/n... We found a....” Gulping for a moment, Chopper banged his head on the table.

“WE FOUND A LOVE LETTER ON YOUR LOCKER!!”

Upon hearing Chopper's words, you then choked on your own spit, almost falling off your chair.

“WHAT—ARE YOU SERIOUS, CHOPPER!!???” Asking for confirmation with a loud boom of your voice, Chopper just nodded, getting your head fuzzy.

“..Oh my! Y/n, let's check it out, c'mon!” Dragging you with her, Nami went outside to the lockers with the group trailing behind.

“MOVE YOU SHITHEADS, WE'RE CHECKING THIS OUT!” Nami demands as the crowd immediately cleared giving way for you and your friends...

“Y/n, Y/n...! Are you gonna open the letter!? Please open it, hurry!” Luffy begs with starry eyes, sparkles surrounding him as Law, who's beside him shook his head.

“Mugiwara-ya, you idiot, letters are supposed to be private, and only the receiver should know who is it from..!” Law grumbles, adjusting his hat as he spoke with a know-it-all tone.

..And upon hearing this, a red head was then slightly irked, slinging his arm on the raven-haired male's shoulder. “Shut up, Trafalgar! Aren't ya curious who is the sender...!?”

“I am, but I respect privacy, and boundaries—So get your arm off me, you tulip-haired dumbass.” “The hell did you call me, sleepless nerd!?” “Brow-less fuck.” “THE HELL!?”

“Hey you two, stop it. And Luffy, Kid, I kinda agree with Tora-o. We should respect the privacy of the sender, and Y/n's too.” Sabo says, agreeing with Law—his words causing Luffy to pout, “Boo, you're boring, nii-chan.”

“But you have to respect privacy...!” Also pushing his lips forward and pouting, Sabo pinched Luffy's cheeks and stretched it as he grumbled an “Okaayy..~”

“Anyway, Y/n~ Aren't you gonna check the letter out now?” Sanji says in a sing sang tone, going beside you with heart eyes, watching your shaky hand hold the letter in nervousness.

“H..Huh, uh, uhm... I'll open it later—” You muttered, slipping the envelope on your pockets—but then you were suddenly stopped by a certain moss head..

“Just check it now so our curiosity will be gone, damn it.” Zoro demands, his grip on your shoulder tightening—his action causing shivers to go down your spine.

“R...Right away.” Throat running dry as you spoke, you then gulped. Your shaky hand peeling the delicate heart sticker off that sealed the letter..

“So!? What does it say, Y/n? Who's the sender? What's their intent..!?” The excited Nami asks, resting her head by your shoulder—gasping loudly as she wore a smirk upon reading what's in the paper..

“N..Nami, what is it? Who's the sender..!?” The long nosed male asks with an exclaim, shaking the orange haired girl who refused to speak...

“..Wait, let me read it too, please.” Robin hums, frowning as she took a peek on the letter, catching words related to confession on one of the lines, causing her mouth to fall agape...

“I.. I...” Not believing your eyes, you re-read the letter, coming out with the same result and words from the confession.. “GAAAAHH!!”

Dashing away from the crowd while clenching the letter in your hand, the blush on your face started spreading like a wildfire as you distanced yourself from the people behind you where the sender is, blended with them....

Now, who is it from anyway?

ੈ♡˳· routes: ( c o n s t r u c t i n g . . . )

⠀⠀➧ Luffy, the energetic ball of sunshine

⠀⠀➧ Law, the cool nerd that barely gets sleep

⠀⠀➧ Kid, the tulip-haired bad boy

⠀⠀➧ Sabo, the mature guy who can be a baby

⠀⠀➧ Sanji, the curly-browed flirt

⠀⠀➧ Zoro, the moss head who's always lost

⠀⠀➧ MYSTERY ROUTE ! ! who is this~?

© butterfluffy 2022

#ੈ♡˳· butterfluffy #ੈ♡˳· fluff's milestone special! #one piece fanfiction #one piece x reader #one piece #monkey d. luffy x reader #trafalgar law x reader #eustass kid x reader #sabo x reader #vinsmoke sanji x reader #roronoa zoro x reader

[brainyxbat]

Chapter 10: Vs. Wapol's Corps! The Power of the Munch Munch Fruit!

(episode 87)

"It's him!"

"Huh?"

"Doctorine! There's a problem! He's... Wapol's back!"

"Is that so."

"Ahh! That bastard! That annoying mouth!"

-

"Look! Everything is as it used to be! This is my castle. We're restoring the Drum Kingdom!"

"Just a moment, Wapol-sama!" Chess interrupted. "On top of the castle..."

"Hmm?" There was a flag bearing a skull and cherry blossom petals. That wasn't there before. "What's that strange flag? What happened to the Drum Kingdom's flag?!"

A laughing Kureha stepped outside with a furious Chopper. "I burned that thing."

"So you show yourself, Dr. Kureha! The last survivor of the doctor hunt!"

"This castle is no longer yours!" She stood her ground. "This isn't a place for rotten brats like you! Leave this country! The Drum Kingdom has already died out!"

"What'd you say?!"

"Wait!" Luffy ran outside, catching everyone's attention. "I'm gonna beat the crap outta him! Gum-Gum..."

"W-Wapol-sama!" Chess stammered fearfully. "It's Straw Hat!"

"Ah!"

"... Pistol!" Kureha and Chopper watched in shock, as Wapol was sent flying back.

"Wapol-sama!" Chess and Kuromarimo screamed in terror. Unfortunately for the heroes, they grabbed his legs before he could fall too far. "That was close," Chess remarked.

"How dare you bastards..." They turned to see an angry Luffy. "Over and over again... how many times do you have to be in our way?!"

Sanji joined them outside, and sneered in distaste. "Hmm? Why are they here?" His eyes widened at the next witness. "Venus-chan!"

"I'm not missing this."

"Since I had someone injured with me then, I ran, as there was no other choice," Luffy recalled, before smiling, "But this time... I don't have to hold back anymore!" He laughed mischievously.

"Hmm, you bastard!" Chess glared. "How dare you suddenly attack Wapol-sama, the king of the Drum Kingdom!"

"That's right!" Kuromarimo added. "He's the king! How dare you do such a thing to his Excellency, the most excellent ruler of all the citizens on this island!"

"Who cares!" Luffy stretched his cheeks out. "You guys tick me off!" He stuck his tongue out.

"Hey, young man," Kureha addressed him, "You know them?"

"Yeah, I do! He's that annoying mouth! The annoying mouth pirate!"

"That annoying mouth?"

"He keeps getting in my way!" Luffy stomped his feet.

"He ate part of our ship, and attacked our friends!" Venus added.

"I won't let him get away with it anymore!"

"Before that, aren't you cold in that getup?" Sanji asked.

"Huh?"

"See?"

"Didn't they say he was the king?" Luffy asked after a moment. "He isn't a pirate?!"

"That's what you just realized?!"

"Humph! What an idiot!" Kuromarimo smirked. "It seems he finally realized his rudeness. Wapol-sama is the king of the Drum Kingdom. When we met you before, he was temporarily a pirate for his own reasons. That's all."

"He's done being a pirate, and is going back to being the King of this castle, and country," Chess added.

"Hey, this place is cold!" Luffy shivered.

"That's what I've been saying!" Sanji exclaimed.

"It's 50 degrees below, you know!" Chopper added.

"We don't care about his reasons!" Venus snapped. "You're no king! You're just a big bully!"

"Venus-chan!" Sanji silenced her with a hand over her mouth.

"They're making light of us!" Chess glared, before Wapol hauled himself up. "Wapol-sama!"

"I'm really mad now... Straw Hat! I'll bite you off!" When Wapol looked up, his target was gone.

"Um, could you hold on a minute?" Sanji requested casually. "Luffy went to get some clothes."

"He's gone?!" Wapol raged.

"Let me ask you guys a question." Sanji and Venus turned to Chopper. "He... stretched earlier. His arm..."

"Yeah, he stretches," Sanji confirmed, "It's because he's a rubber man."

"Wh-what's that?"

Sanji smiled widely. "It's a monster!"

"Yep!" Venus added just as jovially. Chopper looked at them silently, taking their answers in.

"To sum up, the rebel old hag, and some of the Straw Hats are in this castle," Wapol observed, "Once we eliminate all of them, there won't be anyone else impudent enough to defy me."

"Precisely," Chess agreed, "This will become the bright day of the Drum Kingdom's restoration."

"I'll start with you, Dr. Kureha!" Wapol chose. "You've got quite the nerve settling in the castle during our absence, and even flying a strange flag!"

"I made this castle Hiriluk's grave. I wasn't really interested in such a run-down castle, but this reindeer insisted on flying Hiriluk's flag up there."

"I raised this skull towards all the diseases!"

"Skull..."

"This is a symbol of the belief that nothing is impossible! I will save this country as a doctor! By raising this, I'll fight just like pirates do!"

'Doctor fought to save this country,' Chopper thought, 'By raising that flag. This castle is where Doctor died. He died trying... to save this country. So this place is... this place is Doctor's grave!'

Wapol laughed mockingly. "Grave?! That stupid doctor's?!" He suddenly stopped after a moment. "How dare you violate my sacred castle with that scum doctor's flag! Burn down that flag already!"

A furious Chopper started to change form. "I won't let you make it inside this castle."

"Hmm?!"

"Never!"

"Wapol-sama... he is-"

"That's right!" Kuromarimo cut him off. "From that time... the monster, that followed the stupid doctor!"

"That flag... is Doctor's faith! So I won't let you take it down! Never!"

"Show them no mercy!" Wapol ordered. "We're going into the castle! Take down every single one of them!"

"Are you gonna fight too, old lady?" Sanji asked, making Venus perk up in worry.

"Old lady?" She landed a kick to his head. "If they're more than you guys can handle, I'll give you a hand."

"Appreciate that," He muttered.

"Wapol-sama! Please leave them to us! We'll clean up the small fries right away!" Kuromarimo launched an afro at Kureha.

"Doctorine!" Chopper exclaimed.

Thankfully, Sanji blocked it off with his leg. "Hey, hey, hey, you with the afro. What kind of brother are you, throwing an afro at a lady?"

"Hey, you're getting it now," She smirked.

"You fell for it."

"Huh?" Sanji turned to his leg, and tried to shake it off, but it stuck to his pants. "Ah! What?! I can't shake it off! What's this afro?! Static electricity?!"

"Exactly!" He laughed evilly.

"Ahh! Dammit! Come off! Dammit!" Sanji started becoming frustrated.

"Ohhhhh, it's cold! It's cold!" Luffy griped. "Clothes! Clothes!" He burst into the room, waking Nami from her slumber. "Clothes! Clothes! Clothes! Where're the clothes?!"

"What's going on outside?" She asked while sitting up. "It seems noisy."

"It's cold outside! Where're my clothes?"

"I didn't ask that," Nami frowned, "I asked what was happening outside."

Luffy dug through a chest. "Ahh, it's a fight."

"I see. You guys're okay, right?"

"Yeah, so stay in bed."

"You can use my clothes," She offered.

"What? Your clothes're ugly."

"They're cooler than yours," She retorted.

"Really? Well, I guess it's all right if they're warm." He pulled on Nami's orange/yellow plaid jacket, and ran back out. "Alrighty!" He closed the door behind him.

"Oh," Nami laid back down nonchalantly, "I wondered what the fuss was about."

"That bastard! I'll beat up that annoying mouth!"

"Dammit!" Sanji was still shaking his leg. "What's with this afro?! It doesn't come off! It doesn't come off!"

Kuromarimo laughed evilly, and plucked off a small hairball from his own head. "There're lots more coming!" When he squished it, it grew much bigger. "Marimo's Static Cling!"

He chucked two at him, and they stuck to his right arm, and left side. "What the hell are these things?! They're damn gross!" The one shifted to his left arm. "Hey, reindeer! Don't just watch! Help me!"

"Okay!"

"Take these off quick! They're really gross! On top of that, they're plain! Too plain!"

"That's what you're focusing on?!" Venus exclaimed angrily.

"Stay away, Venus-chan! Don't let them touch you!" She jumped away.

When Chopper tried to help, the situation didn't improve. "Ahh! They're now stuck on me! I'm giving them back to you!"

"Ah! Don't give them back to me! Keep at least one!"

"No! They're gross!"

"They're gross to me too!"

"Stop it!"

"Don't give them to me!"

"Ahh! Stop it!"

"What the heck are you guys doing?" Kureha sneered, as Venus facepalmed.

"Humph!" Kuromarimo scoffed. "They know nothing about teamwork."

"I'll tell you one thing," Chess remarked, "Despite their plain look, those Static Marimos burn flashily."

Sanji's eyes widened at the flaming arrow ready to be shot. "Hmm?! Oh no! He's going to burn these afros!"

"Here you go!" Chopper gave them to him, and booked it.

"Okay... hey! Where're you going?!"

"Decoy plan!"

"D-decoy plan? Am I the decoy?!"

"Check mate!"

"Sanji!" Venus yelled when it was fired.

"Ah!" It hit the afro on his right leg, igniting it. "Ow! Ow! Snow! Snow!" He tried to throw snow on the ember.

Meanwhile, Chopper began going after Chess, swinging a missed punch at him. "Move!" Wapol pushed Chess away, and opened his huge jaws to successfully chomp down.

"Wapol-sama!"

"Darn it!" Sanji griped, as Venus gasped.

"Chopper!" His legs kicked helplessly between Wapol's teeth.

"Whoa, this is really warm!" Luffy rejoined them, now ready to battle effectively.

"Luffy!"

"Huh?"

"Grab my leg from there!"

"Your leg? Sure!" He stretched his arms out from where he stood, and grabbed his right leg. "Like this?"

"Okay then! Don't let your hands go!"

"Hmm? Got it!"

"Armee de l'air Assault... Gum Shoot!" He launched him into Wapol, letting a now small Chopper fly out of his mouth. Wapol flew back from the hit, sending Robson into the sky.

"Alright, guys!" Venus cheered, as Kureha drank some sake.

Sanji confidently smoked a cigarette. "That was okay, I guess," He smirked.

"Th-thank you," Chopper stammered, "You guys're amazing."

"Ah! Hey, Luffy! You jerk!" Sanji glared. "Isn't that Nami-san's jacket?!"

"Yeah... look! He's still alive, though the hippo flew away."

"Take it off!" Sanji pulled at it. "You jerk!"

"Knock it off!" Venus separated them.

"Wapol-sama, are you alright?" Kuromarimo asked.

"They're stronger than we thought," Chess remarked, "We underestimated them!"

"I can no longer let them live! Those bastards!"

"What?!"

"I'll show them... the true power of the Munch Munch Fruit!"

"Wapol-sama!"

He pushed himself up, now furious. "I'll show them... Munch Munch Factory!"

"Oh, he stood up!" Luffy noticed.

"Would a normal person stand up after taking that attack?" Sanji wondered aloud.

"He's tough!" Venus remarked.

"Chess! Call out what I ate today!" Wapol ordered.

"Yes, sir!" He brought out a booklet. "Well... you ate one butter-sautéed cannon, and one raw cannon on the ship. Also cannonball and gunpowder salad, as well as a toasted house in the village."

"What kind of stuff do you eat?!" Luffy exclaimed.

"When it comes to omnivores, this guy takes the cake," Sanji remarked.

"Wait and see. Food soon becomes my blood and flesh."

Chopper watched with caution. "He's gonna do something!"

Suddenly, a chimney started growing out of Wapol's head. "Huh?" Luffy leaned his head closer.

"What's that?"

"Weird," Venus quirked a brow.

"Munch Munch Shock!" To everyone's surprise, he transformed into a house with a face, and cannon arms. "Wapol House!"

"A house?!" Sanji exclaimed.

"Sweet!"

"Don't get swept up!" Venus ordered.

"It's too soon to be surprised. Now this is the king's technique!"

"Ahh!" Chess and Kuromarimo tensed up.

"Munch Munch Factory!"

"Ahh!" Luffy stared in shock; Wapol ate his subordinates!

"What the-? He-he's eating his own men!"

"He's eating his own people!"

"This is weird!" Venus grimaced. Wapol danced back and forth, sounding like a robot, with steam shooting out of the chimney and cannons, before standing in place.

"He stopped moving," Chopper remarked.

"Feast your eyes on this! Come out, miraculous union!"

"Huh?!" Luffy gaped.

"What?!" Sanji exclaimed.

"Union?!" Venus leaned her head closer.

The door on his torso began slowly opening, as everyone tensed up. "I am the strongest warrior of the Drum Kingdom." It was Chess, and Kuromarimo, with the latter on top, and the former on the bottom "Chessmarimo!"

The group stared in boredom. "Well, isn't that just one riding on the other's shoulders?" Sanji pointed out.

"Sweet!" Luffy admired them.

"What's sweet about it?!"

"Don't let your guard down," Kureha ordered.

"Hmm?"

"If they really were weak, a stupid act like exiling doctors would've been stopped by the citizens."

"R-right," Venus nodded, and readied herself.

"The Drum Kingdom's Constitution, Article 1: "Those who don't do as the king wishes should die." That sums up this country! It's because this country is my country, and this castle is my castle. Of all the flags, don't fly that quack's flag! It will ruin the castle!" To Chopper's horror, Wapol shot straight at the flag! Venus gasped in horror, her hands over her open mouth.

Luffy noticed the flagpole starting to fall from the hit. "A pirate flag. Hey, reindeer. That flag..."

Chopper watched with despair, as Hiriluk's words ran in his mind. "Nothing is impossible for the man who raised a flag with a skull! That what I told you, right, Chopper?!" After some silence, he began charging at the attacker. "You bastard, you attacked Doctor's flag!"

"Chopper!" Venus called out in vain.

He turned big, and pounced on Wapol. "Doctor... tried to save even you!"

He went to punch him, but he heard Hiriluk's voice again. "Chopper... Don't hold a grudge against humans. This country is sick right now. The king also suffers from a sickness of the heart."

"Hmm?" Wapol watched in confusion, as he continued to hesitate.

"Why? Doctor, a guy like him isn't worth saving!"

"Chopper?" Venus watched in concern.

"I... I won't hit you... so leave this country!"

"What're you saying, Chopper?!" Kureha shouted. "You think he'll just listen to you?!"

"But... after all..."

"Humph!" Seeing an opening, Wapol shot him away with one of his cannons.

"Chopper!" Kureha watched in horror, as he landed in the snow on his back.

On top of the castle, Luffy had ripped off one of the jacket sleeves, and tied it to the flagpole, securing the flag where it rightfully belonged. "Hey, annoying mouth!"

"Huh?!" Luffy defiantly gripped the pole by the flag. "Straw Hat!" Chopper watched in surprise from the ground.

"You were a fake pirate, right? You don't know what this pirate flag means, because you were fake pirates who didn't even risk your lives!"

"That guy..." Chopper muttered.

"What that flag means, Straw Hat?" Wapol laughed tauntingly. "Stupid pirate flags have no meaning!"

"That's why you're hopeless!"

"What'd you say?!"

"A pirate flag isn't something that you can raise as a joke!"

"What an idiot! If it weren't for a joke, there's no way I, the king, would raise it! Don't put that stupid flag back up when I take it down!"

He shot another cannonball, to Chopper's horror. "Dodge it! Watch out!"

"You can't break this flag!"

The cannonball hit its target, resulting in another explosion. "Luffy!" Sanji exclaimed.

"It's a direct hit!" Kureha remarked.

"He must've been blown away!" Wapol grinned evilly. "Such an idiot!"

However, he and the flag were still intact. The latter was ripped at the edges, but was still alright, as he held the portion of the pole broken back off. "See? It didn't break."

Wapol glared angrily. "C-can't be! He's stupid!"

"I don't know who the heck this pirate flag belongs to, but since this flag is a person's pledge to risk his life, it's not raised as a joke!" He glared daggers at their enemies. "This flag isn't something you can just break while laughing foolishly!"

Chopper watched him in awe, as the three were physically taken back. 'Incredible... so this is... a pirate!'

"It won't break... never," Luffy vowed, "The skull is a mark of faith!"

#magical straw hat #one piece #one piece oc #tempeste g. venus #drum island arc #drum island

[queenkaiju]

🎵I have died in your arms tonight🎵

Angel of Death/Jason Todd AU

(Prev. Chapter)

"Shit, shit, shit." Jason chanted as he ran, the dial tone buzzing in his ear. 'Jason? What's the matter?' Lea's voice asked, not a hint of grogginess despite the fact that it was almost four a.m. "Hi babe!" He panted, leaping a gap between buildings. "Remember that box I keep in my closet?"

'Yeah? Why?' He could hear shuffling in the background as she moved. "Well, I need you to open it."

He could hear the raised eyebrow. 'The locked box, that you have kept the contents of hidden from me for almost a year and half? That box?'

"Yep." His voice was tight as he slipped down the fire escape into the alley below. He heard the footsteps run past and held his breath for a moment, before an enraged shout echoed down the block, followed by a gunshot. He'd lost them. 'Them' being a group of low-level runners in Black Mask's drug ring. They thought they'd get all kinds of rewards for catching him, but somehow forgot who they were dealing with. Jason almost felt bad for them.

'Jason?' The click of his lockbox came over the line. He closed his eyes bracing for her reaction.

'Really.'

The deadpan response was not what he was expecting. He'd imagined she'd react to his gun stash differently. 'Your big secret is guns? Not… anything else?'

A shock of guilt swirled in his gut. They'd already moved in together, but she still had no idea of his nightly activities… right? "Uh… yeah? Look, I need you to grab one. They're all loaded, all you have to do is turn the safety off."

She went silent for a moment. 'W-Why? Jason, where are you?' She sounded nervous. Jason inhaled sharply. She was probably going to kick his ass. "Um- w-well, I- I may or may not be the Red Hood?" His voice turned up into a squeakily asked question at the end, making him wince. She was definitely going to be mad. 'But why do I need a gun?'

Jason blinked. She completely skimmed over the crime lord confession. Then again, so would he, focusing on the more pressing matter. "A couple of idiots might have seen me sneak out of the apartment as Red Hood. I'll take care of them before they get there! I promise, but, just in case, the safety is on the side of the gun."

Silence.

"Lea? Babe, I'm sorry I didn't tell you-"

'Just take care of them. Then we're talking.'

The line clicked, and Jason gulped. Shit.

#batman fanfiction #batman #jason todd #angel of death #angel of death/jason todd #for those who don't know #angels can't hurt humans #even the angel of death #that's why she's nervous about the gun #she already knows he's red hood #obviously #major time skip #because the scene that is the reason behind this whole fic #is still kinda far away #so you get this #just the cliffnotes #:)

[thenasoneshots]

Classroom Shippers - Lestrade x Reader

Requested?: No

Prompt: None

Reader's Relations: None

Warnings: None

Other Notes: You're a primary teacher in this

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"Miss (L/n), is he your boyfriend?"

I felt my face flare up at the question from the small girl. Maybe taking a load of 11-12 year olds on a school trip alone wasn't the best idea… I bent down away from the detective inspector to her level, "No… he's not. Now did you need something?"

"But you love him though, don't you?"

Again, my face went redder than I thought was possible as I responded, "Millie, my love life is none of your concert at the moment. Please just go and have fun while we're here."

"But there's like police guys everywhere! We can't do anything, that's what I came to tell you!"

I sighed, "Alright, can you go and get everyone to come back to the bus then? We'll go to the hotel for the afternoon then."

She nodded and ran off as I took a deep breath turning back to Greg, "I'm sorry about that, but this is what I get for taking them on a school trip all on my own."

"It's kind of cute to be honest. They're just looking out for you, you know, (Y/n). Want you to be happy and all."

I smiled, "I guess you're right, so… what happened here that you had to spoil our school trip?"

"Murder case. I just hope that Sherlock doesn't appear…" Greg responded, muttering the last statement, causing me to giggle, "You know Sherlock though, he will appear. I wish you luck for when he does. I should probably go and get those kids to the hotel," I replied, before saying my goodbyes and walking off outside where I saw the kids sitting on the bus, Millie waiting outside. I smiled and walked up, "Good job, Millie. Everyone here?"

She nodded, "Yep! So… are you sure that guy isn't your boyfriend?" I just shook my head and got on the bus, her following me as I talked to the driver about where the hotel was we were staying at.

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The last day we were in the centre of London for for the trip, again, somehow we managed to bump into Greg again.

"We meet again, (Y/n)."

I giggled, "Yeah. I guess we do. Another case?"

He nodded, "Yes, and unfortunately, that psychopath is already here."

I giggled, "I think you mean 'High Functioning Sociopath', Greg. You should listen to him though."

"I know, but he just makes Scotland Yard look like a bunch of idiots."

I giggled at his complaining but before I could say anything else, "Miss (L/n)!! When are we going home? Oh Hello again, Mr! Are you sure you're not Miss (L/n)'s boyfriend? This is the third day in a row we've seen you and her talking." My face flushed red and I hid behind the clipboard I had with the schedule written on as I composed myself, "Alright, We're going home now actually," I replied, checking the schedule, "To the bus!" The three boys smiled and took off, but before I could follow them, I felt a hand grab my wrist. As I turned around, Greg grabbed my upper arms and kissed me. I blinked and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back.

"Are you sure he's not your boyfriend?"

I flinched back at Millie's voice and cleared my throat "Well, I gu-"

"I am," Greg interrupted me, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind, leaning his head on my shoulder, "Now I guess I should let your teacher take you back."

Millie smirked and ran off as I turned around so I was now facing Greg, "Thanks for that. Now she's going to tell the whole class and I'll never hear the end of it."

He chuckled and pecked my lips, "They deserve to know that their teacher isn't single anymore. Plus otherwise they'll just get mad at you when your name changes."

I rolled my eyes and giggled, "Is this your way of proposing even though we literally just got together?"

"Well, we're childhood friends, we've known each other for so long, (Y/n), but no, not yet. Maybe in a few years."

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"Now, to conclude our final assembly of the school year, I'd like to pass over to our Year 7 teacher, Miss (L/n)."

I smiled and took a deep breath walking up to the small mic in the school hall as the headmistress patted me on the shoulder, "Good luck."

I nodded to her as a thanks before speaking into the microphone, "Hello to you all. Now those of you in year 9, might remember that school trip we had when you were in year 7, and how you kept asking me if the guy we kept running into was my boyfriend, well, when we come back in August, I won't be 'Miss (L/n)' to any of you anymore," this caused gasps and mutters of confusion to go around the hall, "as by that time that won't be my name. I am pleased to tell you all that I am getting married over the summer!"

There were many cheers throughout the school hall as I continued with one final point, "Oh, before I forget, Millie Williamson, please can you and your parents come and see me in my classroom after the assembly."

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"What did you want to talk to me about, Miss (L/n)?" Millie asked.

I smiled and bent down to her level the best I could, placing a hand on her shoulder, "Millie, how would you like to be the flower girl at my wedding?"

Her eyes widened and filled with joy, "Really?! You want me as part of the ceremony?!"

I nodded and she looked up to her parents a pleading look on her face. Her mother sighed, "Miss (L/n), may I ask why you want Millie to be your flower girl?"

"Well, to be honest, if it wasn't for her, then I wouldn't be getting married at all. It's thanks to her constant pestering two years ago that gave me the courage to confess my feelings to Greg, my now fiancé and I want her to be there as a thank you."

"I see."

"Please, Mum, Dad? Please can I do it?!" Millie asked again, causing both her parents to sigh, "Very well, what date is the wedding, Miss (L/n)?" I smiled widely and told them the date as Millie gave me a hug.

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I smiled, snuggling into Greg's side, the two of us sitting on the sofa in the house as I admired the shiny ring on my finger.

"How was today?"

My smile widened and I leaned up kissing him, "Absolutely perfect. I wouldn't have had it any other way."

"I love you, (Y/n). So much."

"I love you too, Greg. Both of you."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"I'm pregnant," I whispered in his ear before snuggling into his side and going to sleep.

#bbc sherlock #x reader #lestrade x reader

[jfleamont]

"I won't say I'm sorry," James interrupted. "I'm not even sure that this isn't a huge mistake, but-all the same…" He swallowed. "You're my best mate. And… I reckon that's enough." Sirius just stared.

"W-what?"

"Are you going to make me repeat it?"

"I'm considering it…"

"It's enough. I said it's enough."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"So-so you're saying…"

"Yes, that's what I'm saying."

"You're saying you forgive me?"

"Y- Yes ."

"Huh." Sirius sat down on his stool behind the bar, regarding James carefully. "You're sure?"

"Yes."

"It's… in the past?"

"Yes."

"And I'm…"

"Yes."

"Promise?"

"What? Yes."

"Huh," said Sirius again, and then he went quiet. James waited.

He waited some more, and then grew bored. " Huh? Huh-what? Are you high, Padfoot?" he demanded impatiently.

After a moment, Sirius grinned. He stood up. "No. No, just thinking."

"Just thinking?"

"Yep."

"And…" James raised his eyebrows, "do you have anything to say, maybe?"

Sirius rummaged about and, a moment later, produced a bottle of butterbeer, which he set before a bewildered James. "Yes," he announced. "I forgive you, too."

"You-you forgive me too ?" echoed the other, astounded.

"Yep."

James opened his mouth to ask something else-probably what he was supposedly forgiven for -but, after a moment, he changed his mind. Instead, he picked up the butterbeer, took out his wand, and bewitched the cap off. He took a drink from the bottle, shaking his head.

"You're an idiot, Sirius Black," he said, when he had set the bottle down again.

"'Missed you, too, mate."

James rolled his eyes; Sirius grinned more broadly. "So," began the former presently, "you work at a pub…"

"Pretty cool, right?"

"How did we not think of this earlier?"

"I know-the money's not bad either. Mate, you've got new specs; they're distracting…"

"They don't stay on properly either… bloody annoying…"

"Oi, did I tell you I'm thinking of buying a motorcycle…?"

"You are high, Padfoot. When, exactly, would you have told me that?"

"Point taken. But focus, Prongs-a motorcycle…"

#tlat #the life and times #james potter #sirius black #harry potter #marauders #jfleamont rambles #I miss the way Jules wrote prongsfoot 💔 #prongsfoot #jewels5 #we can't let the tlat tag die without a fight

[mjn-air]

#cabin pressure #martin crieff #benedict cumberbatch #douglas richardson #roger allam #episode: abu dhabi #I had another think and this right here? #this is the moment I went yep they're idiots BUT THEY ARE MY IDIOTS AND I LOVE THEM #and martin's moment of panic? i felt that I mean I REALLY FELT THAT

[tngrace]

I so much agree with you. My main problem with this episodes was that they tangled addiction and grief together. I'm sure carlos lost close people to him before so he knows what grief is but they portrayed him like some dumb idiot and tk was portrayed like he didn't want carlos comfort at all in this scene with him turning his head away and almost being annoyed by carlos sorry comment. I hate this writing.

Well anon I agree and disagree with you on this. And i even went back to watch this scene a time or two to see if i coild agree with you more but here we are.

So let's go with what I agree with 1st: "I'm sure carlos lost close people to him before so he knows what grief is" yep I 100% agree with this statement. Even tho they're still young Carlos has lost someone somewhere in his life and he knows what grief is. No doubt. I don't know that they portrayed him as some dumb idiot per say but they definitely didn't give him a chance to even address tks grief or offer any sort of comfort/empathy/etc.

I don't necessarily agree or disagree with this next point: "My main problem with this episodes was that they tangled addiction and grief together." It kinda does go hand in hand for TK and I get that. No I'm not addict, but I get where his grief can be tied to his addiction. I get what they were trying to do with it, but I still think Carlos should've been given the chance to at least offer TK that comfort and empathy where the grief for his mom was concerned.

But I disagree with you on: "tk was portrayed like he didn't want carlos comfort at all in this scene with him turning his head away and almost being annoyed by carlos sorry comment." He didn't come across as annoyed to me. He came across as someone still grieving and missing his mother. People react differently to grief so I can only speak from my own personal experiences, but sometimes you just need that moment alone to cry. Sometimes you don't want your partner seeing you have that breakdown and that I understand more than anything. Do I wish that scene had lended itself to something more for tarlos? of course. do I wish TK had turned to Carlos and actually let him in more? Most definitely But we got what we got and hopefully Fan fic will feel in the gaps for us and do what the show writers couldn't.

#asks #911 lone star spoilers #im not going to bash tk if thats what yall are after #i love them both #i just wish the writers had done them more justice #anti tk strand #911 LST asks

[boliv-jenta]

Always

Din starts to realise how much the reader is willing to do for him and how much he is willing do for her.

Work Text:

"You have to be what?!" The baskar covered Mandalorian next to you practically choked. When Din heard that there might be some Jedi left in old settlement in the mountains nearby, you wasted no time getting here.

"Naked." The old woman stated simply. "The people there are one with nature. They live in their natural state. It promotes openness, honesty and a connect with the universe."

"Connection with the universe? Sounds very Jedi to me." you commented quietly to Din.

"I know...but.." his voice was higher than you've ever heard.

You had to hide your amusement. You had a chance to have a little fun with the clearly uncomfortable bounty hunter. After spending months chasing leads you were definitely ready to have some fun at his expense.

"So you have to be naked to go there?" you asked. The old lady nodded.

"And be naked the entire time?" you continued. Even with the visor you could feel Din glaring at you. You ignored him. "So do you have to make the trek up the mountain naked too?" you could feel how tense Din was next to you. The woman chuckled "No dear, you can just disrobe outside."

"Ok, can you let them know we're coming?" she nodded at your request.

Raising from the table you bowed slightly at her and headed for the door. You ignored the fact that Din hadn't moved.

Once you were outside he practically fell over himself to catch up to you. "Are you crazy?!" He called after you. You turned to face him, keeping your face neutral.

"What?" you shrugged.

"What?! I can't go in there. You know that!" he rambled.

"She said naked. Maybe they'll let you keep your helmet on...if you show everything else." you made a show of raking your eyes down his body. Din was used to your good natured banter by now. This time it seemed like he was too far gone to recognize your teasing.

He started to speak several times but never quite got there. You decided to take pity on him before his head exploded.

"We just need info, right? So it's not like YOU have to go in."

The agitation fell away from him, he regained his composure and tilted his head at you. "You'd go in? For me?"

Your heart leapt into your throat. You would. At this point there was not much you wouldn't do for him, or the kid. As much as you didn't want Din to know how you felt you couldn't help but feel excited at the thought of him recognizing you were willing to do anything to help him. As much as you wanted to protect you heart, you wanted his praise, his attention.

"Not for you." you began walking. He fell in beside you. "For the villagers."

He chuckled "Really?"

"Yeah. I mean you told me the oath is to keep your face covered."

He hmmmmed suspiciously.

"Obviously, I get the whole armour thing while out on bounties but you never take it off. So my theory is you're covering something up."

Another chuckle, they were becoming more of a common occurrence lately, you were grateful of that. "Really? So what am I covering up?"

"Really bad tattoos." you answer.

This time he laughed loudly. It instantly became your mission in life to make him make that sound again. You realized you were now staring at him. Snapping out of you replied "Yep. I think you went to Canton Bight after a big bounty. Won a load of credits. Got wasted on Spotchka and got covered in really bad, ugly, boarderline offensive tattoos."

You burst out laughing this time. When you both composed yourself you walked the rest of the way in comfortable silence. When got to the outside of the settlement. Another old woman opened the door. "We were expecting you. You are welcome but you must leave take your clothes off here. Any weapons must also remain." Din started to object at that point but you held you hand up to silence him. "I will give you a moment to prepare." she concluded closing the gate.

You started handing your things to Din. "No weapons?" he asked concerned.

"They're a peaceful settlement. Besides, I am a weapon."

Having seen you fight he couldn't argue with that. You weren't as disciplined as him but you were still highly trained. The wild streak in you actually made you better in a fight. Sometimes.

"Mando?" you caught his attention. While he'd been worrying about your safety you were almost down to your underwear. "Oh, sorry." you wondered if he was blushing from the tone in his voice. He quickly turned away from you. Taking off the rest of your clothes, placing them in your bag, you passed it to Din over his shoulder. "Ready." you told him. He didn't answer, the air was heavy between you. "Y/N?" he finally spoke up. "Yes?" you answered from behind him. "You were half right."

You stared at the back of his helmet expectantly. "I do have a huge tattoo. It covers my back and down my legs."

"Wha..." you started in confusion.

"It's not a bad one though. A Wookie riding a Thala-Siren, while it leaves a trail of milk, is a solid choice that I stand by." You laughed, slapping him on the shoulder "Idiot!". He caught your hand before you pulled it away. "Be careful." He gave your hand a squeeze before letting go. You turned back to the gate. "Am ready to come in now." The gate opened and you started inside. "You'll be here for me, right?" You called back to Din. "Yes." he answered. He waited until the gates had shut completely before adding "Always."

Copied from my AO3 account, Casskane.

#din djarin x female reader #din djarin x reader #din djarin fluff

[adragonhoardingstories]

Of Blood and Bonds - Chapter 4

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On that note, this book will contain swearing, mentions of rape and torture. I will try not be explicit but that's really relative. Read at your own risk. There will be warning before if I make a explicit scene so that you can skip it.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy and don't hunt me down for this.

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"Colin this is Marinette, my sister, Marinette this is Colin." Damian introduced the redhead who seemed a bit bewildered but he recovered quickly. 

"Pleased to meet you ma'am. I didn't know that Damian had another sibling."

"Well neither did he before yesterday." Marinette laughed good-naturedly. "So you're his best friend." 

"Yep!" Damian didn't refute the statement. 

"So Miss Marinette where are you from?" 

"Just Marinette is fine Colin." 

"Bu-"

"Miss makes me feel old, you don't want that now, do you?" The boy looked scandalised. "I'm only about two years older than Damian anyways so if you want to call me by a nickname, that's fine too."

The boy grinned shyly. "Okay Marinette."

Damian looked distinctly surprised. "Well done, he still calls the others Mr, they are going to be annoyed by this development."

"Oh Damian." Marinette turned on her heels and winked at them, eyes full of mischief. "This is nothing. I got Alfred to  call me by just my first name?" 

Now, both boys looked very impressed but still disbelieving. "I'll believe it when I see it." The redhead claimed. Marinette laughed but said nothing more on the matter.

"So where are you bringing me?" 

"The Gotham's Botanical Garden. I think you'll enjoy it. However, I must warn you to stay clear of anything that may anger Poison Ivy. "

She took it in stride. "Of course, I'll ask before I do anything." 

"It'll be so fun. People don't talk about it because of Ivy but the gardens are so beautiful." Colin started ranting and Marinette hid a smile at the fond expression on her little brother's face. If one didn't know what to be looking for, they would miss it but Marinette had become very very attuned to emotions, especially after she gained the Miraculous and became Guardian. 

"-attract so many different kinds of butterflies."

"Huh." Marinette mused. "It'll be nice seeing some actual butterflies and not akumas for once."

"You mentioned akumas before too." Damian interrupted. "What are they?"

She seemed a little surprised. "Do you - do you really have no idea of what's going on in Paris?" 

Both of the boys shook their head. Even Colin looked curious now. 

"It's pretty surreal but, when I was twelve, this guy surfaced. He calls himself Hawkmoth. He sends out these magic butterflies called akumas to anyone who's experiencing any negative emotion to possess them. He makes a deal with the victims to give them powers for them to be able to take revenge upon whatever wrong happened to them and return he asks for the Miraculous of Ladybug and Chat Noir."

"Who?" Colin interrupted and Marinette blinked. She had sounded so...old, so burdened as she spoke - so different from the bubbly macaroon making girl that Damian had learnt to know. 

"Right, context. After his first akuma, two heroes surfaced in Paris too. They're powered by the Miraculous too. Hawkmoth wants Ladybug's earrings and Chat Noir's ring. No one knows why exactly and well we're not interested to find out. More power in that madman's hands can only cause harm." 

"You mean to say." Damian's voice was flat. "That there has been a sociopathic terrorist in Paris for five years and no one knows of it. Why didn't the mayor call for the Justice League?"

Marinette's face darkened. It almost made both if the boys shudder and take a step back. 

"Oh but we did. More than once, more than ten times in fact. We only stopped whenthe Leaguers asked us to stop wasting their time with pranks."

"What?" Damian exploded. "They just disregarded all the damage that must have been caused, all the phone calls. They didn't even look into it."

Marinette placed a hand in his shoulder, urging her aura to seek his and calm him down. "The thing is one of Ladybug's powers is the Miraculous Cure. It fixes all the damage caused in the midst of battle."

"All the damage?" Even Damian didn't seem to believe it at that point. 

"I know it seems too good to be true." She fished out her phone and tried to look for a video. "And we understood that but everyone in Paris is pissed that they didn't even bother come verify our so called claims. I mean for God's sake, they have aliens, shapeshifters, magicians and even guys who are themselves powered by magical jewelry if I'm not wrong." 

Marinette huffed as she found a video. It was one of the first ones from the Ladyblog, when Alya was still a reliable reporter. She played the video. It was of The Mime and it showed how he cut the Eiffel Tower in two as well as the Miraculous Cure taking effect. 

The boys especially Damian seemed horrified and Marinette felt a little of guilt for subjecting them to that. 

But then Damian looked up at her and his lazarus green eyes of reminded her that he probably had seen worse. 

"That's…" He didn't seemed to know what to say. 

"Terrifying." Colin said. "Are they all really that strong?" Marinette winced, debating whether to tell them the truth of not. 

Damian seemed to sense that. "You can tell us." He prompted and she sighed, reaching out to ruffle his hair.

"That's actually one of the tamer villians." She admitted. "The Mime appeared during the first year of Hawkmoth's reign of terror. One of the worst akumas back then that come to mind is Syren. She flooded the entirety of Paris, about three quarter of the population died and were brought back by the cure." She took another look at them and decided that she wasn't going to be the cause of their further trauma. 

"Hey, this is it, right?" She promptly changed the subject, knowing very well that she hadn't been subtle at all. "Gotham Botanical Gardens." She beamed down at them. 

"Wow, it's beautiful." She took a moment to appreciate the sight. "Hey you're right, there's a lot of butterflies. Can we go there first?" She was basically bouncing as she turned to look at her brother and his best friend. 

Colin looked gleeful while Damian seemed just amused. "You act like a child." Her brother informed her. She stuck out her tongue at him. "And you speak like an old man but you don't see me complaining." 

"Fair enough." He chuckled. "What are you waiting for? Let's go then."

He couldn't help the full-blown smile appearing on his face as both his sister and his best friend literally ran to the butterflies and started gushing together. 

He started to make his way to them when someone appeared in front of him blocking his view. His usual scowl and glare were back on his face when he looked up. The boy seemed to recoil slightly at his look but it didn't deter him more that that. 

"I don't know who you are." His tone clearly gave away that he felt like he was the one in power here. Damian cursed the time when he used to act like that. He had learnt that lesson the hard way - had learnt not to underestimate an enemy. "But you're gonna stay away from my princess. She doesn't need children like you around." 

Damian took a second to analyze him. Blond Hair. Green eyes. He remembered  reading those as Marinette's triggers during his research. He had to clench his fists to stop himself from reaching out to his weapons.

"She can decide that for himself." He said instead and went to walk around him but the boy grabbed his shoulder. 

The next thing he knew he was standing behind his sister. "Adrien." She cut in smoothly. "I didn't expect to see you here, especially not without your bodyguard." Damian could see that she was tense, her back muscles were coiled as if she was ready for a fight. 

"Princess." He was beaming. "I snuck out." He said almost proudly. "We need to talk."

"Gotham isn't Paris." Her words seemed more like a warning rather than the facts they were which the blond idiot obviously didn't catch on. "And I want nothing to do with you, haven't for  three years. I owe you nothing. Give up."

That was a clear dismissal if Damian knew one. "Princess you need to listen to me-" He reached out to grab her hand but was cut off.

The younger boy had seen her lurking but she hadn't seemed a threat so he didn't know whether he was thankful or not that she had jumped in. 

Ivy spoke "The girl asked you to go away." Thankful, he finally decided.

The boy looked a little nervous - so he did have some braincells. "Ma'am, respectfully, this does not concern you." Well not enough it seemed. 

"Oh well, respectfully." Her plants towered behind them. "I don't give a damn. Stay away from them."

The plants grabbed him and threw him just outside the park boundaries. It seemed a little tame for the likes of Ivy but then again she always did go softer for children even if they were brats.

Damian watched as the boy scrambled back to his feet and glared in their direction before he stomped off. 

"Damian." His sister was clearly fretting over him, he would never admit it but it felt good, he felt loved. "Are you alright? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

"I'm alright, I'm alright. I told you, I can take care of myself." 

She smiled, soft and relieved. "I don't doubt it but promise me if you see either him or Lila from yesterday, you need go the other way."

"Why?" He frowned. He had a doubt on blondie but what about that Lila girl? 

"And by Lila, do you mean the sausage haired girl?"

His sister cracked a grin at that thought she was still serious. "Yeah her."

"Why?" He repeated and she became grim at once. "Because he's sick in the head and she's a psychopath so please, promise me." She met his eyes and really, faced to that did Damian have any other choice but to accept?

She beamed at him as Colin approached them. "That was so cool. Are you okay Dames?" He turned to talk to his best friend and gave him a once over before nodding. 

"Thank you for stepping in." He heard his sister and turned around. Ivy may be one of the villains-turned-anti-hero but it didn't mean that people didn't need to be wary around her. What was Marinette thinking?

"Boys like him need to be taught a lesson before it's too late." Damian's mind immediately went to Harley's and Joker's relationship. 

"I don't think a lesson would do him any kind of good at this point but thank you." 

It was very apparent that her words made Ivy re-evaluate her. 

The woman gave a nod. "Don't mention it." She said nothing else but didn't move away. 

Marinette smiled. "By the way, I love that flower in your hair. That's a lily right?" 

"Yes." She said slowly but the spark in her eye showed that she was now interested. "You know flowers?" 

"I have a garden of my own." Marinette revealed. "I tried growing some lilies but they're no where as beautiful as this one." Marinette fished for her phone again and started showing her images. The older woman didn't say anything but Damian could see that she was interested and she seemed almost pleased.

Deeming it safe for now, he slowly turned to Colin who was staring at the scene with amazement. 

"Colin." His friend turned to him wide-eyed, "Your sister is amazing." 

He couldn't help but feel smug at the words. "Obviously." He said but then lowered his voice. "Tell me, how did she get to me so fast when she was watching butterflies with you." 

Colin sobered up at that. "She was talking to me when suddenly she just snapped her head up to look at you. I think that's when the boy came. She told me to stay there and started walking towards you. The thing is when the guy touched you, she was about half-way there, I didn't register but the next thing I knew she was standing between you and the blond." He shook his head. "There's something about her…it's not necessarily bad but she's just...different…special."

"I know what you mean." Damian agreed.

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"-and then she spoke with Poison Ivy for one hour straight about plants and gardening. Ivy even gave us a personal tour of the botanical gardens." 

"Seriously? She usually takes forever to warm up to someone especially if the other sirens aren't with her."

"Marinette seems to be the exception." The youngest Wayne said as he but into another macaroon. Once again, he had been ambushed on his return home - this time however, it was only his brothers and that had demanded he tell them all about her. 

His felt his phone vibrate and knew it was the message he was awaiting. "She's busy during the day." He informed his brothers. "But she invited us for dinner."

His brothers looked at each other and grinned. Tommorow looked promising.

#maribat #platonic daminette #Marinette Dupain-Cheng #damian wayne #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #torture #mentions of rape #bamf marinette #badass marinette #bruce tries to be a good dad but he doesn't always succeed #lila salt #adrien salt

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SNK Meta Part 2: Ymir

In my previous post, I talked about my feelings regarding Historia's character this final arc. Now I'm going to talk about Ymir, her relationship with Historia, and my feelings about her send-off.

Was Ymir a good character?

In my eyes, yes. When she was first introduced, it was clear that she had feelings for Historia, making her one of the only canon queer characters in the series (assuming Historia reciprocated those feelings, which I'm pretty sure she did). She also appeared very snarky and cynical, but us readers came to learn later on that there was a much softer, sensitive side to her deep down that Historia would be the first to witness. These revelations, including her backstory, helped flesh out her character in a way that made her very interesting and mysterious for me. I especially loved how sharp and intuitive she was. I'm going to quote the wiki on this part, because I think it does a great job explaining her impressive observant abilities. "Ymir was extremely perceptive and could discern the nature of the people around her with alarming accuracy, such as Historia's martyrdom mentality, Reiner's split personality disorder, and Sasha Blouse's desire to look good in front of her peers by hiding her native accent and developing an extremely formal way of speaking. Due to her experiences and belief in self-pride, she tended to rudely criticize people for being untrue to themselves. Furthermore, Ymir was very reasonable, as she knew what to do during her kidnapping situation and reconsidered her options to accomplish her goals." I also enjoyed her interactions with other characters besides Historia. Take Connie, for example. When he lamented over the possibility of his mother being stuck as a mindless titan, Ymir tried to distract him, albeit not in the most appropriate way (ch. 38).

Connie complained about this behavior later on, but Historia defended her, explaining that she was only trying to stray his thoughts from that traumatic discovery. There were a few more moments between these two that were fun to see as well.

😂😂😂. Ymir's looking at him like, "You ruined it, Connie..."

I love the way she pats him on the head. Knowing how much taller Connie's gotten I don't think she'd be able to do that anymore.

This becomes one of the many times that Connie calls her "ugly" when she's in her titan form. Too bad she couldn't talk very well as a titan or else she probably would have had a smartass remark to throw back at him. It's looking back on scenes like this where I wish we could have gotten more out of these two. You can tell she cared for Connie and I know he also cared in his own way.

We only saw her together with Eren once when Reiner and Bertholdt captured them, but it was very interesting to see their perceptions of each other.

Eren found Ymir to be mysterious and wasn't sure if he could trust her, which isn't surprising considering this was the only time they ever spoke to each other. One detail that he couldn't miss, however, was Ymir's undying determination to protect Historia, a goal they would both come to share later on. Meanwhile, Ymir couldn't trust Eren because she found him to be too reckless and hot-headed.

These were my favorite qualities from Ymir, although to this day I still question the rationality of leaving Historia behind considering the situation she's currently in. Historia herself called her an idiot after reading her goodbye letter. Now that I've covered my reasons for liking Ymir as a character, let's move on to her relationship with Historia.

Ymir and Historia

I've loved these two together since the beginning for their complex and amusing dynamic. On the surface, you had the selfish, confrontational tomboy and the girly, kind and beautiful goddess. But underneath were two young women who were dealt a dirty hand early in their life and lead empty lives as a result until they found each other. Their story arcs throughout the Clash of the Titans arc were beautiful and complimentary, and it's part of the reason why it's actually my favorite story arc in the series. Everything from Ymir seeing through Historia's charade and urging her to live her life with pride to Historia telling Ymir her real name and the two of them fighting side by side in chapter 49 was some of the most empowering moments for me and I will forever cherish those parts of the story.

Ymir's departure

And now the part I've been most excited to talk about! Ymir's glorious, memorable and emotional departure.

Her ending...was not what I expected it to be. She left Historia at the very last second and gave herself away to the enemy because she felt guilty for something that was not her fault. Now as we know, Ymir is selfless at heart and she felt indebted to Reiner and Bertholdt for inadvertently helping her return to her human form after 60 years of wandering the earth as a mindless titan. She also decided that Historia might be safe after all after learning that Eren possessed the coordinate. I understand all of that, but what I don't understand is...well...everything else.

This was Ymir's last real appearance. We see that Ymir has willingly chosen to accompany Reiner and Bertholdt back to Marley to give up her titan powers at the cost of her life. Many people weren't so sure if that was truly the last of her though, because her death was not explicitly confirmed for a long time. We spend the next 33 chapters hoping to get something more, and then this happens...

A glimmer of hope. Finally there's a real chance we'll hear from her again, and it's got a lot of people buzzing with excitement. Sure enough, we finally get to see what's in that letter a few chapters later and are given Ymir's backstory. Here's where the disappointing part comes, though. Ymir makes it clear at the beginning of her letter that she will be dead by the time Historia receives it, meaning that this is the only goodbye they're gonna get. The last time they saw each other, Ymir wasn't even in human form. Instead of a proper goodbye, all we get is a short letter. The anime even tried to fix this by giving us Ymir's backstory earlier, but by doing that, her letter was cut short by a lot. All that was really left was, "Hi babe, sorry I left you like that. Oh well, I'm about to die anyway. Sorry we couldn't get married." And then this happened:

Historia touches Ymir's letter and is suddenly bombarded with visions of Ymir's past, including her chained up and about to be eaten. That is definitely not what happened in the manga and its honestly very confusing to me. How was she able to see all of that just by touching the letter? I get that she has royal blood and was able to access memories when she touched Eren, but Eren is a human who just so happens to possess the founding titan. The letter is just a piece of paper. Also, I'm guessing the last thing Historia saw was Ymir chained up so that there will be no need to bring her up again like Reiner and Porco did in chapter 93. I don't blame the anime team for making that change because I'll be honest, when we saw that one panel of her in her death chamber it felt very out of nowhere and I had a hard time concentrating on the rest of the chapter after that. So here are my main problems with her death:

1. It was off-screen

If I recall correctly, Ymir is the only major character in the series whose death was off-screen. All we got were her final moments, and there wasn't even any dialogue. That part especially bothered me because you can see that Ymir and Porco are looking at each other and Ymir's mouth is slightly open, implying that she's speaking. But what was she saying? You seriously don't mean to tell me that they both just sat there and stared at each other the whole time. She must have had some last words, but for some reason we never got to know what they were. At one point I even thought that Historia and Porco might cross paths at some point and he would be able to give her closure that way but no. No closure, just a last minute goodbye letter and a glimpse of her final moments that I now consider completely useless and unnecessary because we never got more out of it. I mean really, we even got closure and an on-screen death for Marco for crying out loud. Why give him that kind of attention and not Ymir? Not to mention one of the more recent guidebooks. Her character has the diceased sticker and it talks about how she went back to Marley with Reiner and Bert, but that's it. Not even the guidebook makes it clear what happened next. Yeah she died, but did anything else happen before then? That's what I wish we could have gotten more details on like, I don't know....her final words???

2. It was anticlimactic

We didn't get enough focus on Ymir's point of view after leaving Paradis in order for her death to have any kind of lasting emotional impact. As I mentioned above, it just felt out of place and messy. There was nothing memorable about her death either. It was quite simple and boring.

3. It contributed to an ongoing literary issue that has anti-LGBTQ roots

Yep. I'm talking about the infamous Bury Your Gays trope. Now before I go any further, I am not accusing Isayama of being anti-LGBTQ, I'm just shedding some light on something that's been continuously repeated in countless forms of media, not just anime and manga. Truthfully, I hadn't heard about this trope before reading Attack on Titan, but when I did hear about it, it only made Ymir's death even worse for me. I'm not surprised that it exists and I realize that this is a manga where death is inevitable, but keeping both women alive in the end would have certainly been very refreshing. At this point, all I could ask for is that Ymir and Historia get to see each other one last time. Obviously since Ymir is dead it will have to be through other means and I don't care how it's done. It can be in a dream, a vision or through Paths (which I think would work best). Seriously, there's nothing I've been more curious about than how Ymir would react to Hisu's current predicament and what she would say to her. It would just be great for them to have one last conversation face to face because for me, the letter just wasn't enough. Of course I'm hoping for too much, though. We've only got 1-2% of the story remaining, leaving no room for further closure. It's disappointing and frustrating, but no story is perfect. I'm grateful for the content that we did get, but I hope one day I can find a story like this one where the queer characters get to live for once. I'm aware of other shows like Steven Universe, Adventure Time and Yuri on Ice that give them good endings, but those shows are much friendlier towards younger audiences and aren't nearly as dark and grim.

Conclusion

Ymir was a very intriguing character while we had her, but her death was unsatisfactory and only left us with more questions. I am not going to trash Isayama for it, but I will leave this critique here so I can unload all my thoughts for others to read if they wish, or possibly share their own thoughts. We are coming close to the end of the manga, so now would be a great time to reflect on what we read and enjoy what's left of it.

#snk #ymir #snk meta #snk spoilers #snk character analysis #snk manga #snk thoughts

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Phantom Thief Hanako-kun AU Story: Chapter 9- Falling For You

I finally got to this part. This will be interesting.

Comments are appreciated! Thank you guys for reading. Enjoy!

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-Recap time!

-Previously, Yashiro, Kou, and Teru look for Mitsuba due to Kou worrying for him

-They found him safe and sound with Hanako who was disguised as Hana at the time

-Mitsuba's conversation with Hanako revealed a secret

-While Yashiro and Hanako decided to continue the deal they made, they both started feeling something for one another

-What will happen?

-Yashiro was still looking into Yako's case of Missing Misaki

-Yakoo and Satou were now reported as missing since there was no contact with them so far

-Other people seem to have been disappearing too and it was concerning

-As Yashiro was looking through the files at Tsuchigomori's detective agency one day

-Tsuchigomori suddenly told her that she was off the case

-Yashiro: "What?? Why?! Tsuchigomori-sensei! I can do this! I may not have found much so far but I haven't given up!"

-Tsuchigomori: "I know that. I've granted you permission but Yako-san had told me that there is a police detective who volunteered to help her out. I don't know much of the details but the detective was just recently discharged from the hospital. Since they're a professional, Yako-san put them in charge so I'm afraid you don't have much of a say. You're still an apprentice, Yashiro-san."

-Yashiro was not pleased.

-Yashiro: "Can't I still do something about the case though?"

-Tsuchigomori: "They will be coming here in a few days to pick up the case files so perhaps you could speak with them."

-Yashiro: "Alright!"

-The door to the agency opened at this moment

-Yashiro turned her head from Tsuchigomori to see her best friend Aoi coming in

-Aoi would come by the agency once in a while to check up on Yashiro

-Yashiro: "Aoi!"

-Aoi: "Nene-chan, I'm here to visit~! How are you doing?"

-Yashiro: "I've been pretty busy. Actually, this is perfect timing. I've been meaning to talk with you about something. Let's go grab a drink!"

-Aoi: "Oh?"

-Yashiro: "See you, Tsuchigomori-sensei!"

-Tsuchigomori did a nonchalant wave as they left the agency

-Yashiro and Aoi both went to a cafe outside to chat with each other

-Yashiro told Aoi what was troubling her and how she had been feeling lately

-Aoi: "You know what I think? You've definitely got a crush on Hanako~"

-Yashiro spat out her drink, choking a bit

-Yashiro: "WHAT?!"

-Yashiro's yell attracted attention from people around her and she quickly looked around and lowered her voice

-The people went back to minding their own business

-Yashiro: "How did you know I was talking about him? I didn't even mention his name."

-Aoi: "Who else have you been in contact with who has those traits and level of charisma? Nene-chan, I know you."

-Yashiro: "Indeed. You know me so well, Aoi"

-Yashiro put her head against the table as she internally cried

-Aoi: "Don't worry~ I'll keep it a secret ♡"

-Yashiro: "Aoi....it doesn't make any sense. He's not even my type."

-Aoi: "Hm that's true. But why not try confessing to him and see how that goes?"

-Yashiro flustered at her words

-Yashiro: "W-wait Aoi! You know what you're saying, right? I mean, he's a criminal."

-Aoi: "You don't have much experience with guys anyways. You always get fooled by a pretty face. I think it'll be good for you."

-Yashiro felt like she was getting stabbed in the heart by Aoi's words. She was spot on.

-Yashiro: [sweatdrops] "Eah well you're not wrong...I wonder if it's too soon though"

-Aoi: "Grab the chance when you can, Nene-chan!"

-And with that, they started talking about other topics and catching up

-Akane was still as usual attempting to confess to Aoi

-The topic of missing people came up in their conversation

-Akane mentioned to Aoi that he hasn't been hearing from Yamabuki-kun lately

-He actually insisted on coming with Aoi to the agency since he was worried something might happen

-Yashiro: "Eh? So, where is Akane-kun?"

-Aoi: "I put him to sleep~"

-Yashiro: "You what now, Aoi?!"

-Aoi: "It's okay. I'll be back to see him before he wakes up. Hanako's escape tactics are pretty useful~"

-Yashiro: [sweatdrops] "Aoi...."

-They finished up their conversations and drinks and headed off to their homes around sunset

-Yashiro was expecting Hanako tonight since a pink Mokke came earlier in the day

-She waited in her apartment until his arrival

-A knock at the window and Yashiro opened it up for Hanako

-Yashiro: [smiles] "You came."

-Hanako: [smiles] "Of course I did."

-Hanako hopped inside but he didn't sit down

-Hanako: "Hey detective, how about we do something different today?"

-Yashiro: "Different?"

-Hanako: "Let's go out."

-Yashiro fought her blush down as she realized he meant to go somewhere else

-Yashiro: "But isn't it pretty late to be going out?"

-Hanako: "Don't worry. I'm with you. And if anything happens, I'll protect you."

-Yashiro's blush surfaced from those words

-Yashiro: "Okay, let me get dressed first."

-Hanako waited down at the bottom of the apartment

-Yashiro finally came out and went to Hanako

-Yashiro: "Sorry to make you wait!"

-When Hanako turned to face her, the first thing he noticed was her hair

-Hanako: "You let your hair down"

-Yashiro: "You did mention it before. So where are we going?"

-Hanako: "I'll take you there. Follow me."

-Hanako took her hand and they started walking

-It took a while before they reached their destination

-The silence didn't bother each other though

-Rather, they felt comfortable in each other's company

-Hanako and Yashiro were now at the rooftop of a building, staring up at the night sky

-There wasn't really anyone around at this time

-Yashiro: "Wow, the stars are so pretty tonight."

-Hanako: "They really are huh."

-Yashiro: "Why this place?"

-Hanako: "You can see the stars clearly from here."

-Yashiro: "You've been here before?"

-Hanako: "Yeah, I held a heist here in the past."

-Yashiro: "Really?"

-Hanako: "Yep. I guess at the time, you weren't an apprentice yet. Detective Tsuchigomori was also at the heist. Good times~"

-Yashiro: "It sounds like you know Tsuchigomori-sensei."

-Hanako: "Haha I didn't mention it before but we had our own little conversations."

-A pause

-Hanako: "Hey detective."

-Yashiro: "Hm?"

-Hanako: "You're not seriously falling in love with me, are you?"

-Yashiro:

-Hanako: "I'm just recalling one of my conversations with the great detective. He told me once that if I kept up my behavior and actions, I may make someone seriously fall for me and hurt them, which is ironic since I'm a gentleman thief haha. Well you can forget that question--"

-Yashiro: "And what if that happened?"

-Yashiro couldn't keep her mouth shut

-Yashiro: "What if I really did fall in love with you?"

-Hanako's eyes widened in shock

-At first, his chest was filled with happy delight but dread quickly took over his body when his mind registered Yashiro's words

-Hanako: "...You're kidding."

-Yashiro: "I'm not! I think to Hanako-kun, I actually lo--"

-Hanako suddenly grabbed Yashiro by the waist and lifted her against his side

-Hanako: "A phantom thief and detective cannot be together. Not with me."

-Hanako started walking along the roof edge with Yashiro, the wind blowing in their direction

-Yashiro: "AHHH I'M GONNA FALL! I'M GONNA FALL!"

-Hanako: "Let the breeze calm you down. I'll let you down if you take back your words."

-Yashiro: "I won't! You said that you would protect me just earlier!"

-Hanako: "I did but--"

-Yashiro: "Is there a reason why you won't use my real name at all? I've told you before, didn't I?"

-Hanako: "I..."

-Yashiro: "Do you not love me back? ....You never really thought that I was cute?"

-Yashiro's tears were threatening to burst

-Hanako felt overwhelmed by the situation as he stared eyes wide at Yashiro's crying face

-His mind was in so much shock

-He accidentally let go of Yashiro

-And Yashiro

-She was falling

-Off the building

-A moment later, Hanako screamed in horror when he realized what he did

-Hanako: "YASHIRO!"

-He dived after her

-Yashiro was currently feeling like an idiot as she was falling

-She thought she got ahead of herself and confessed without thinking

-Hanako: "YASHIRO! GRAB MY HAND!"

-Yashiro snapped out of her thoughts to see Hanako reaching his hand towards her

-She was pissed that he decided to finally use her name after she called him out on it

-At this critical moment, she decided to be stubborn

-Yashiro: "NO! DON'T TOUCH ME!"

-Hanako: "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!"

-Yashiro: "YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE ME SO DON'T TOUCH ME!"

-Hanako was running out of time. They were about to hit the ground.

-Hanako: "LOOK! I'LL PROMISE NOT TO TOUCH YOU AGAIN SO PLEASE FOR THIS TIME LET ME SAVE YOU!"

-Yashiro widened her eyes as she reached her hand up for him to grab on

-Hanako held Yashiro as they floated down safely using his fancy garment as a parchute

-They stayed in each other's arms once they were on the ground, Yashiro burying her face in Hanako's shoulder

-It really wasn't fair

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-Mitsuba had returned to his apartment earlier that evening

-When he opened the door, he wasn't expecting Tsukasa to be hanging out in his room

-Mitsuba: "What?! What are you doing here?"

-Tsukasa: "Now now don't be like that, Mitsuba~"

-Mitsuba: "I don't have any photos for you. Wouldn't you rather hang out elsewhere like the news department or something?"

-Tsukasa: "Sakura and the other guy aren't there right now. I don't feel like sneaking in. Besides"

-Tsukasa peered over at Mitsuba with his eyes that seemed to be an endless void

-Tsukasa: "I know what you've been doing, Mitsuba"

-Mitsuba felt complete dread and terror

-How did Tsukasa know?! He left his phone off for a reason!

-He thought he wouldn't get tracked that way!

-Unless

-Mitsuba touched his hair clip

-There could be a tracker in his hair clip

-Mitsuba felt like he was sweating his life away

-He was a fool to think he could get away from Tsukasa

-Tsukasa may have been spying on him

-Tsukasa: "You know..."

-Mitsuba snapped out of his thoughts to look at Tsukasa. To what he's holding in his hands

-Tsukasa was holding pictures of Kou that Mitsuba had taken before

-Tsukasa: "I noticed that this guy's important to you and he cares for you. Hey...what if he could experience what it's like to be dying?"

-Mitsuba flinched

-Mitsuba: "DON'T TOUCH THOSE!"

-Tsukasa stared him down

-Mitsuba: ".....please"

-Tsukasa grinned

-Tsukasa: "Don't worry Mitsuba! I like you! So that's why I got someone to make sure you stay safe!"

-Mitsuba: "What?"

-A person appeared behind Tsukasa

-Tsukasa: "Meet Shijima Mei! She's a police detective!"

#toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun #hananene #tbhk #jshk #yashiro nene #hanako kun #tsuchigomori #yugi tsukasa #mitsuba sousuke #akane aoi #jshk au #fanfic

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Secret Voight (Jay Halstead) S2 Part 2

Summary: The team finally knows that Y/N is Voight's daughter. One secret is out but theres still one secret that's not out. Y/N and Jay's relationship. Will that stay a secret or not? I mean Voight always finds out about things, right?

Words: 2841

Requested: yes/no

Prompts:

Warning or A/N: I changed Nadia's name to Jane as I already written her off this story.

       When you got to the house, the rest of the team was already there and ready.  Antonio looked at us and showed us a picture of the suspect. "House belongs to a Dean Masters. His file was red-flagged to notify intelligence, but he must have been before my time,"

     Voight looked at him while you and him were getting the vest on. "Oh, yeah, him. That robbery at the art institute last year. We liked him as the fence,"

    One of the uniformed cop walked up to us. "The neighbors heard a woman scream. We knocked, he yelled out that he had a gun and to leave him alone,"

    You nodded as the team walked up to the door as Voight called out. "Masters, this is Sergeant Voight with the Chicago Police. Open up, make this easy on all of us,"

     He didnt do anything but the woman screamed out that he was gonna kill her. Voight nodded. "Take it,"

    Jay kicked the door open and we all filled into the house with our guns raised and saw that Masters was holding the girl at gun point. "Drop it!"

    He didnt listen to us, just grabbed the girl tighter. "I told 'em I would kill her!"

     "Drop it, Masters!"

     He pointed the gun at us for a second then back on the girl. "All we're trying to do is have a good time. Isn't that right, huh?"

     You could tell this was just getting him more antsy so you lowered your gun and raised your hand in the air. "Easy, easy. Everybody take a breath,"

     He looked at you. "She set me up. She's trying to get me killed,"

    You nodded and tried to talk some sense into him. "Fine, you're right. We can handle that,"

      "I got info. I got info on a deal that's going down, and that's why she's setting me up,"

     "I don't know what he what he's talking about. I swear to God,"

     You took a deep breath. "All right, we will help you. We will help you, but you've gotta let her go first. You don't need her. Come on, give her to me. Come on.

Give her to me,"

     He pushed her to you but then placed the gun towards himself. "I'm dead anyway,"

    We shouted no as he shot himself in the face.

    It had been about ten minutes after Masters shot himself. Voight was in the living room talking to the girl while Jay and you were on the stairs taking a moment. Antonio walked up to us and leaned on the staircase. "You guys okay?"

     You and Jay both nodded. "My sister and her partner went through this. Guy blew his brains out in front of them on a routine call. Gabby was fine, but it hit Shay pretty hard. Don't be afraid to talk to somebody, anybody. Me, if it sneaks up on you,"

     You both nodded again and said thanks.

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    You guys were back in Intelligence the next day, waiting on Voight to come in with information. Voight walked out of his office and pinned a photo on the board. "Dean Masters was a hotshot artist in his 20s. Work dried up, picked up a drug habit. He's suspected of not only being a fence but also forging paintings,"

     Dawson was the first one to speak. "What was that thing intelligence had him on?"

     Kevin looked up from a file. "Stolen Klimt. Never resurfaced,"

      Ruzek looked at Kevin, confused. "What the hell is a Klimt?"

     You looked over at Ruzek. "An artist,"  

     Ruzek chuckled. "Named Klimt?"

     You looked at Ruzek stupid. "Yeah,"    

     "That's a funny name, right? Or am I alone on this? Klimt. Say it out loud,"

     You rolled your eyes at Ruzek as Jay answered. "It's kinda funny, yeah,"

     You looked over at Jay like he was being ridiculous. Voight looked at Jay and then to the entire team. "So this whole 'they're gonna kill me' thing that Masters was going on about was either about the stolen painting or something else,"

     Jay sat up in the seat. "Or he was just tripping and talking nonsense. I mean, did you see his pupils? He was gakked out of his mind,"

       Voight just looked at him for a minute before replying. "We got a known suspect, took his own life rather than face something heavy-duty. We pursue the case,"

       You saw Al bring in the girl from last night. Voight looked at her and then back at you. "Will you take this?"

     You nodded and helped her into the break room. "How well did you know Dean Masters?"

     You handed her a cup of coffee and sat down across from her. "I just met him last night. It was only the third time I've ever done that. I'm a licensed esthetician. I worked at a salon up till about a week ago. I wasn't making rent,"

     You looked at her sympathetic. "Maybe this is a sign that that life's not for you, huh? Do you know why Dean thought you were trying to set him up?"

     She shook her head no. "I don't know. I swear to God, I got there, and and he was pissed because I wasn't the girl he asked for and-"

       You sat up in your seat and looked at her with interest. "Who was he expecting?"

      She looked like she was racking her brains for the name. "Jane,"

     ****

     You told Voight and the rest of the team what the girl told you and they went and tried to get Jane but Ruzek let his guard down and she managed to get away from her due to her kicking him in the balls but she got picked up by some patrol. You were about to go upstairs to go integrate her when you saw Ruzek holding ice to his area in the locker room. "You're an idiot,"

    Ruzek looked over at you and then back to whatever he was looking at. "Shut up,"

    You chuckled. "Never let your guard down for anyone. You never know what they're playing at and you just learned that lesson, didnt you?"

     With that, you left Ruzek to ice his area and walked to the integration room. "So what can you tell me about Dean Masters?"

     She looked you with the 'I'm not telling you shit' look. "Didn't really know him. I went on one date with the guy," 

     You gave her 'i know you're lying look' back at her. "I heard you were his favorite,"

       "Yeah, I get that a lot,"

      You were getting annoyed with her short answers, but you kept your calm. "Seriously, how old are you?"

      She looked away from you and you rolled your eyes. "Come on, you know I can find out in two minutes,"

      She hesitated to look at you but did anyways. "17 almost 18 but I used a fake I. D, so don't hassle 'em. I need the work,"

      You looked at her for a minute before answering. "So Dean mention having any problems with anybody?"

     "Nope,"

     You were beyond fed up with her so you thought of making her a deal. "What were you trying to score, heroin? Look I can get you a fix. You have my word on that,"

     She looked at you immediately with eyes glistening. "But I need some information first. Why would Dean eat a bullet? He had enemies?"

      She shook her head. "No. The opposite. Dean was the sharing type,"

     You nodded. "Give me a name,"

     "Santa,"

    You looked at her werid. "Guy named Santa?"

     "No, no. That's how I remembered it. 'No-El' Noel. Noel Harris. Yeah, he brought the skag. He owns some sort of card shop or some deal over on polk. I don't know. He was rambling,"

       ----

    Intellegance went and busted into Master's house and found counterfeit money. We were now back in Intellegence looking at the money. Ruzek was looking at the money and chuckled. "See, I mean, that is some serious talent, man.This guy's a failed artist?"

     You nodded. "Yep. It's funny the things people end up doing when they can't do what they really want, huh?"

     You heard footsteps coming into Intelligence and you look over and saw Voight walking in with some fancy looking dude. "This is Agent Joe Hill. Secret Service, Chicago field office. We go back a ways,"

     Ruzek being Ruzek asked a smartass question as he shook his hand. "Where's your earpiece and your sunglasses?"

       "That's only when Obama's in town,"   

      You didnt put your hand out yet. "Does this mean we're handing over the case?"

     "No. Technically I can't get involved unless there's actual counterfeit currency found, but Hank just thought I could help,"

     You nodded as you shook his hand finally. Jay looked at you and then back at Agent Hill. "Oh. I thought counterfeiters were using high-end printers nowadays,"

      Agent Hill shook his hand while replying. "There's digital tech that'll print a pretty good 5 or 10, then you pass it off at Walgreens buying dollar items. That's what we call "baby laundering. " Using plates this is old-school. Takes some real work,"

      Voight looked at all of us. "There's three steps. The plates, the paper, and the printer. Guess who we're looking for now,"

     Jay looked at Voight. "The hooker that kicked Ruzek in the nuts. How'd she characterize her interaction with Dean Masters?"

        "Went to his place once over,"

       The IT guy came up to us with his laptop and showed us that over the last two weeks, there was over forty five texts sent back and forth.

       You slapped the table and walked back to integration where Jane said she was about to get sick, so you walked her down to the locker room and helpped her while she got sick. She looked at you after. "You said you'd hook me up,"

��     "I will. You gotta help me. Why'd you lie to me?"

      She looked at you and yelled. "I gave you Noel! Isn't that enough?"

       You didnt let this phase you as you answered her. "I'll tell you when it's enough. Do you want to get well? Huh? I can get you the fix that you need, but I need you to tell me what's going on,"

       Jane calmed down and looked at you. "They said they'd kill me,"

       "Who?"

      "I was at Dean's a few nights ago. It was the last time I saw him. He went out to score for us. I went out front to have a smoke 'cause he didn't like it in the house. A group of guys with guns walked up. One of 'em took out his cell phone and took a picture of me, said if I said anything he'd find me and kill me. Okay,"

      You nodded and helped her sit down. "What did he look like? Young. Jeans, hoodies. I was so scared I just left. But I saw them get into this delivery van with a Jesus fish painted on it,"

      You stood up. "What? Hey! Is this you tripping?"

       "No. I swear to God. There was a big Jesus fish painted on the back of the truck,"

       You nodded. "You did good,"

       Jane looked at you with pleading eyes. "Now can we go score?"

      "Soon,"

      Jane stood up on her feet as fast as she could. "If you're lying to me, I'm gonna-"

     You got in her face and barked back. As you had enough of this attitude of hers. "You're gonna what? I have so many charges I could drop on you right now. So I need you to take it down a notch, wait and I'll help you,"

       *****

        After talking to Jane, you went back into Intelligence and told them what she had said about the van. The IT guy was in charge of finding it if he could and he did. He found out that the van belongs to a church that uses it as a delivery van. Dawson nodded at the name like he knew it. "That's Pastor Mike's place. An ex-GD.

Supposedly underwent a jailhouse conversion a few years back,"

      Ruzek while looking the van spoke. "Guess it didn't take,"

     You nodded. "All right. I'll show Nadia a lineup of this guy and his associates. If she picks anybody out, I'll get a warrant,"

     ---

    Jane had picked out who it was and the team did a raid and picked up Pastor Mike and his friends who had a stack of money on the table. You were all at your desks while Antonio was giving out details. "Pastor Mike was contracted by this man Glen Ward. Now, Ward has done federal time in Leavenworth for counterfeiting. But how Ward and his printing crew hooked up with Dean Masters and Noel Harris is anybody's guess, and why the two of them are both dead now, who knows?"

      You looked up at Dawson after he was done talking. "Pastor Mike didn't say why Ward wanted them dead?"

      Ruzek pursued his lips together and shook his head. "He didn't ask,"

     Antonio nodded. "It could be any reason. Somebody wanted a bigger cut, threatened to snitch, banged somebody's girlfriend. Any one of those scenarios. One of Ward's aliases is Denis Diderot. A counterfeiter and a fan of French literature,"

        Kevin walked into Intellegnce with a piece of paper. "Hey, Sarge, the it guy just did a name check against new leases on commercial property rentals.He got a hit. Foreclosed chemical building on Cicero. All right, unless anyone's opposed to overtime, let's go find our printer,"

       You and Jay walked towards the front of the building. Jay called to Voight saying it was clear and after he talked to the other team memebers, he gave you the all clear to go in. As soon as you go in, there was a shootout and thankful you nor your teammates got shot. You pulled out your walkie and got ahold of dispatch. "George 5021 emergency. Shots fired by the police and at the police. Roll an ambo to 1356 South 13th Street. Notify crime lab. Plainclothes officers at the scene,"

       After everything was said and done, you saw a big stockpile of counterfeit money. Ruzek quickly laid on it and handed his phone to Atwater. "Too bad it ain't real. Kevin, get a picture of me for my album cover,"

      You rolled your eyes and laughed. "You're still an idiot,"

     ---

    You were over at Jay's because all day you could sense Jay wasn't having a good day or something was up but you havent had a chance to ask him what was wrong since it was nonstop today. You had your legs laying on on his thighs while sitting on his couch. You reached over to him and made him look at you. "You seem upset all day long, what's wrong?"

     He looked at you for a few minutes without saying anything, then he sighed. "Did you ever hear about the murder of Ben Corson?"

     You racked your brain for a minute then you remember. You had just gotten out of the police academy over where you lived but you remember hearing about it. "Yeah?"

      Then that when it hit you... Jay knew the family. You knew the family?"

      Jay nodded his head and looked down towards the ground. "He's the younger brother of a girl I dated in high school and his parents, Danny and Gail, they came to my graduation from academy. I still see 'em on what would be Ben's birthday. Me and my partner were first on the scene and I see a shoe, and then I push the reeds back and there he is. I can still see his face,"

     You nodded as you remember the details of the case. "I remember his dad alibied him out. But they never had anything on Lonnie, nothing?

      "No, they caught him jerking it outside an elementary school a week prior to finding Ben. They found kiddie porn on his computer and secret pictures that he'd taken of Ben,"

    "You gotta be kidding me,"

    "Uh-uh. We all knew Lonnie did it but, you know, his dad lied, and they got a good lawyer,"

     His voice broke while saying that, you reached over to him and made him looked at you again and he was crying. You scotted over to where you were on his lap and wrapped your arms around his neck. He  buried his head into the crook of your neck as he wrapped his arms around your waist. "Its not your fault. You did everything you could've done,"

     He didnt answer you, he just tightened his grip on you. You sighed as you knew what was going through his mind. "I know what you are thinking and I know I cant stop you but promise me you wont do anything stupid and you'll be careful,"

      He didnt say anything. You leaned back far enough to where he was looking at you. "Promise me,"

     "I promise,"

#jay halstead x imagine #jay halstead x you #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead x reader #jay halstead #chicago pd #secret voight

[springwritess]

Allergies | Sanji Vinsmoke

anime: one piece

word count: 1826

note: im not allergic to anything but i hate seafood. i could never be a pirate whoops. also the mc here is shy and not assertive just like me irl.

***

It was a beautiful day in the Grand Line. The sun was shining brightly in the sky. The birds were soaring through the clear blue sky. The white puffy clouds were scuttling along. There weren't any signs of marines. It was a calm and peaceful day. Sanji took the opportunity to cut some watermelon for you all - much to your delight. You decided to take a stroll in Nami's tangerine garden. You took a deep breath. The smell of citrus lingered in the atmosphere.

You watched everyone over at the main deck. There was lots of commotion, just like any other day with the StrawHats. Sanji was flirting with Nami. Robin was reading a book. Zoro was taking a nap. Usopp, Chopper and Luffy were all fishing together. They all seemed extremely concentrated. Luffy started to pull on his fishing rod. Chopper and Usopp pulled too to help him. Eventually, what looked to seem a huge crab was on the deck. It was trying to escape, probably because it didn't want to be eaten. Luffy punched it, and it stopped moved around.

"We caught a huge crab today!" Luffy declared proudly.

"How the hell did he catch a crab on a fishing rod?" Nami asked. She rubbed her temples out of annoyance.

"Who cares? Sanji grill it up so we can all eat it." Usopp grinned.

"It looks edible. We should totally eat it!" Chopper added.

You felt your heart drop. You walked down the stairs to the main deck to take a closer look at the crab. Yep it was definitely one. You grimaced. You had an allergic reaction to shellfish. Thankfully, it wasn't

too severe. The last time you ate one was when you were five years old. You ended up with hives, abdominal pain and diarrhea afterwards. You even threw up a few times. You shuddered at the memory. It was a terrible couple days.

Sanji swung the dead crab over his shoulder and headed over to the kitchen. "If everyone wants me to grill it up. I'll go ahead and do that. It seems like a nice day too to have a barbecue outside. Grilled crab legs will taste just fine. I'll be sure to make it extra nice for my sweet Nami, Robin and [first name]."

Luffy, Usopp and Chopper started to run around and shout in excitement. "Barbecue! Barbecue! Barbecue!" They chanted.

Nami snacked them all in the head and told them to quiet down. Zoro was still asleep through all their commotion. You felt your mouth drop. Amazing..

You were hesitant about telling Sanji about your allergy. What kind of pirate is allergic to shellfish? That's a large portion of the sea you weren't able to eat. It was pathetic. You were usually able to avoid shellfish because Sanji would cook up other foods, but today you guys were just having that huge crab your captain caught. It would probably last for days. You felt sick to your stomach.

"Are you doing okay [first name]? Do you need a checkup?" Chopper trotted over and asked you.

You shook your head and forced a smile. "I'm okay Chopper. Don't worry about me. I'm excited about the barbecue."

He was hesitant about leaving you, but then relented and joined the others to create some more ruckus.

Sanji brought out the pieces of crab and the huge barbecue grill. He also brought garlic butter sauce with him. He turned the grill on. The thick metal rods started to turn red hot. You started to feel nauseous again. You watched the cook place the pieces of crab legs on the grill swiftly. After they were finished grilling, he drizzled the garlic butter sauce on top. You watched as he cut the fruit up swiftly and excellently. He was fast with those fingers. He cut up some more fresh fruit and made some more fruit skewers. He poured everyone some alcohol into glasses.

Sanji hung his jacket over the chair. He tie was also removed. He removed the cigarette from his mouth and exhaled the soft tendrils of smoke. He seemed to noticed your gaze. You've been watching him prepare the food for awhile now. You didn't seem to notice him standing right in front of you now.

"Is everything alright [first name]?" He asked softly.

You shook your head. "I'm fine don't worry about me. I can't wait for the food!"

"It's just about ready actually. I'll serve you first."

"No fair! I wanted to get my food first!" Luffy shouted.

"Shut up! Nami, Robin and [first name] get to eat first. The rest of you idiots can wait."

Sanji handed you your plate first. Your stomach lurched. The smell brought back some terrible memories, but you couldn't say you no. You felt bad as stupid as it seemed. You've only been on the crew for a month. The last thing you wanted was to cause trouble for the others. Sanji was a nice guy and went through all that trouble for you.

You gulped. You decided not to touch the crab and instead started to munch on the fruit. The juices spilt forth and quenched your thirst. You continued to munch on them and talked with the others. Everyone was shouting and singing.

"Are you not hungry [first name]? You haven't touched your crab legs. I can have them if you want."

Luffy said. Before you could answer, he reached over to try and take them.

Sanji smacked his arm away. "Don't touch them you idiot! It's for [first name]!"

"I'm okay really. I'm not a fan of crab anyway." You said.

"Come on you can't say that without even trying it." Zoro said. It seemed like the swordsman finally woke up from his nap to eat.

"I agree. Sanji's cooking is really something! Meals are something we all look forward too now." Nami added. "Just take a bite."

Everyone's eyes were on you. The pressure of eating was starting to get to you. Your stomach lurched again. The nausea clawed at your throat, and you tried forced it down the bile. You took a piece of crab and took a bite. Your tastebuds danced in delight. They were right. It's delicious. You finished the whole piece.

"It's amazing. Wow Sanji you're really talented aren't y-" Your voice was cut off from a fit of coughing. Your stood up from where you were sitting. Your chest started to ache. Your eyes started to water. Your breathing hitched. They became more and more shallow.

You lost the colour from your face. You swayed for just a moment before you felt a pair of arms catch you and lower you to the ground. The whole world started to spin, and everything became pitch black.

***

You could hear the worried voices around you, but you weren't able to make out the words at first. Eventually, you started to hear familiar voices.

"Is she okay?"

"Your food is killing her that's what's happening."

"Shut up mosshead! Are you trying to pick a fight?"

"Can I finish the rest of her food?"

"How could you say that? You're the captain! If you're going to be useless, then I'll take charge. Captain Usopp demands you help [first name]!"

"Everyone get out! I'm the doctor and I need to treat her!"

You finally came to and saw a blurry figure standing before you. It was a reindeer. You looked closely to realize it was Chopper. He was treating you.

"Don't get up. I'm still making the medicine to treat your hives. They're all over your arms."

You laid back down and felt your stomach lurch again. This time you couldn't hold back the nausea. You ran for somewhere to contain all your vomit. This time it was Usopp's bag. He left it in infirmary when he was in there earlier.

Chunks of partially digested crab spewed out of your coughing, choking mouth. Your stomach kept on contracting violently and forcing everything up and out. Your face was white and dripping bile, sweat, and tears. Your lurched forward and sunk to your knees. The pungent stench invaded your nostrils and you heaved even though there was nothing left to go.

"I'm sorry. I was allergic. Everyone seemed excited so I was afraid to say anything. All I did was cause everyone more trouble..." You said softly, choking back the tears. You were so embarrassed. You felt pathetic. Vomiting and collapsing like that.

There was a puff of smoke that appeared in the room. You glanced up to see the cook standing at the doorway. You looked away in embarrassment. It was probably him who caught you anyway.

"You really worried us you know. I thought you were a goner. I'm glad Chopper is here to help you out. I'm also glad I was able to catch you too." He smiled.

You rolled your eyes but a smile crept on your face. "The crab..it tasted good. I wouldn't mind trying it again."

Sanji chuckled. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and stepped on it so the fire would go out. He walked over to you. He squatted down since you were on for floor. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you close, gently rubbing your arm. Despite the queasiness in your stomach, it fluttered at the feeling of your body pressed against his. You sunk into the warmth of his side, appreciative of the simple gesture. His touch made the room warmer somehow, you felt much better.

"Get better soon alright? I'm sorry about that [first name]. I didn't want to hurt you. From now on, don't hesitate to tell us anything. We're friends now." He whispered in your ear.

You hugged him tighter and slowly nodded. "Okay. I will. Don't worry."

The door was swung open as the sniper stepped in. He gasped at Sanji and you hugging each other. Sanji immediately let go. He glared at Usopp and he gulped. "Hate to ruin the sweet moment. But where's my bag? I left it in here didn't I?"

You handed him the bag. "Here it is. I threw up in it though."

He stared at the bag in utter disbelief. "How could you! It had all my weapons in here." He screamed.

"It'll be fine. I'll make it up to you later at the next island. Now get out. Sanji and I were talking."

Usopp stormed out of the room. "Talking huh. It seemed like there was more action than talking." He grumbled.

A bead of sweat appeared on the side of the reindeer’s face. He stood there and rubbed his head sheepishly. "Everyone's forgetting I'm here..."

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[ghost-btch]

He Could Be The One~ 5 Seconds Of Summer

(Chapter One: Phoenix)

Prologue was posted right before this on my blog. I would link it but I'm scared it won't show up in the tags if I do.

Rating: literally for everyone lol

Warning: none besides the fact there may be grammatical errors, oops lol

Word Count: 1.6k

Author's note: You can read this also on wattpad, @/raineyC4. I may update quicker on there then here so go check it out on there aswell. This is my first Tumblr Fanfic so this is quite exciting, though I've been making stories on wattpad since 2016. Anyways enjoy the story!!

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3rd Person P.O.V

   The blue-eyed blonde singer stood right off stage. Her show would start in a few minutes. She was incredibly nervous, like always. She's done this for years but the anxiety is always there. But as clique as it sounds, every time she steps on stage that feeling fades away. She shook herself and prepared to walk on. Then before she knew it, it was her que to walk on.

The big screen on the back "wall" was flashing in black and white, then red "Phoenix". It glitching as it did so to the beat of the song.

That song was ...Ready For It? by Taylor Swift. Phoenix only had about 10 songs of her own out so she did a lot of covers.

"Knew he was a killer first time that I saw him..." Phoenix began to sing trying not to smile to create an effect.

As she sang she danced around the "T" shaped stage to the song. It seemed be choreographed but really she just made them up as she went. She was a true performer.

She wore a black body suite much like Taylor Swift wore during her preformce of the song. But it had more of shorts at the bottom. And it had a few red sparkles. Her hair was slightly curled and she wore crimson red lipstick. Her reddish boots went up to her knees.

When the song came to an end the next song, I Did Something Bad, started to play.

Phoenix loved to preform this song more then even her own songs. She had managed to learn Taylor Swift's original choreography to the song from watching the AMAs preformce over and over again. It was a dramatic performance and Phoenix loved it for that exact reason.

When she finished she was at the very end if the "T" stage in the middle. She laughed and smiled like an idiot looking over the crowd. And starring back at her where around what seemed a thousand people.

"Oh my God! I can't- I can't believe this is my life! Y'all have no idea how much I've dreamed and wished for the chance to do this. I love each and every one of y'all for being here. Whether you wanted to, weather you were bored and went to the nearest concert just because, or you were dragged here by someone else. Just thank you and I hope you guys like the show so far! You seem to be, but are you?" the crowd screamed, "Okay I'm gonna take that as a yes. Anyways she next song's called 'Don't Blame Me' and oh I'm Phoenix!" Phoenix said into the mic.

****

When the song finished she was back in the place she started. A trap "door" under her lowered her to under the stage. There she had to quickly change into the next costume while the ending music of "Don't Blame Me" played to the crowd.

While this happened a red piano was rolled out onto the stage. Phoenix walked out wearing a red sequined top with a red skirt that went to her knees.

She sat down on the little bench and started to play a few keys, "So this I wrote a while back when I was in middle school. I had this friend who I'd geek out with. Eventually I realized I liked him. After awhile I couldn't take it anymore and told him in a note that I practically threw at him out of nerves," she laughed at this, "Then after about a week he gave me a small piece of paper that read 'sorry I just want to be friends'. I was devastated of course, but I just hoped nothing would change. Oh how I was wrong. He never spoke to me again. Here's a song I wrote about a year later."

She proceeded to sing a song called "Let Things Go". It was written so long ago, and she was definitely, definitely, over the kid. But she every time she sang it she felt as if it was a new scar. 'Guess scars don't really ever go away?' She thought one day.

As soon as it finished she started to play another Taylor song, The Moment I Knew.

It of course started on the piano, but when it came to the chorus she stood up. And after the chorus she walked around the stage almost acting out the lyrics.

During the bridge Phoenix looked out into the crowd almost crying as the lyrics said it too.

As it finished ahead gave a soft smile. Just two years ago in her 20th birthday this song became so real for her. She wasn't quite over this scar yet.

She walked back to the piano and when she walked out from behind it she was no longer wearing the skirt, but now a pair of black shorts.

She then jumped up onto the piano and sat on it, her legs dangling off. The music of We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together started to play.

She began singing while still sitting until the "What?" part and acted out the song the rest of the song. Phoenix always had the most fun singing this song, it never got old. And by the end she was sat back on the piano.

"Liked that little costume changed?" Phoenix laughed as the crowd cheered.

She hoped off the piano, "So I was wondering if it was okay for me to do a little something different now? I won't be able to run around though, so there's a negative. But I really think you're gonna lie the positive! Just give me a second, I'll be right back."

She scampered off stage and when she walked back on she held a red guitar in her hands. She walked up to the microphone stand in the middle of the stage right before it extended out.

"So uhh, surprise!" Phoenix said into the mic smiling.

"So how about I play my guitar here for a few songs? I'll take that as a yes. So this first one is an old one. It's from an old Disney show called Hannah Montana. It was definitely my favorite TV show and this was one if my favorite songs. Never thought that eventually I'd laugh at a few lyrics because of someone. No I'm not saying who, though most of y'all probably already know. Anyways hears a song called 'He Could Be The One'!"

"Smooth talkin', so rockin'

He's got everything that a girl's wantin'

Guitar cutie, he plays it groovy

And I can't keep myself from doin' somethin' stupid..." she sang smiling at a few certain lyrics.

The girl completely jammed out to the song like there was no tomorrow. Running around in that one area when she wasn't singing. Yep definitely a performer.

"Well that was fun!" Phoenix laughed.

"Well I think it's time for one where I know y'all will have fun aswell." She said as she started to play "She's Kinda Hot" by 5 Seconds of Summer.

"Surprise!" She said right before singing.

But there was one thing that the girl had yet to find out. It was that, that very band stood only a few yards ahead of her.

The boys were just all hanging out in L.A. with nothing to do. Ashton suggest that they should just go to the nearest concert because why not? So they did. Now they stood towards the back kinda freaking out because someone was singing there song.

Then at the end of the song the music faded into "Babylon", another favorite of the blue-eyed singer.

The girl had so much fun playing this song and the audience loved it. Even the people who didn't know the original singers they still acted as if they did.

****

Phoenix changed into ripped back pants and a while shirt to sing the next few songs, all if which being her's.

Falling For You- a song revealed to be about fictional/celebrity crushes

Me- a song about her excepting who she really is

My Story- a song about her childhood and teenage years

We Don't Care About Anyone Else- a song she wrote about her friends and her, and the fact that they know they're weird but totally okay with that

After adding a leather jacket to the mix she also sang a song by Bea Miller called "We're Taking Over".

****

The last part of the concert was all the songs Phoenix felt was the funniest to sing/dance to.

Blank Space- making sure to point her tattoo of "Darling I'm A Nightmare, Dressed Like A Daydream" during that part.

New Romantics

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

Then it came to almost a close:

"Well I'm sorry to say but this is the last song of the night. Thanks to all of you, you've made this a night to remember. And I hope that I was able to make you as happy as you've made me! This last song was my first single I put out. I've always been so proud of it and promised to sing it every show. It's about how my life was back in school, to what I'd hope my life would be, and now it really is. Oh and enjoy the original music video playing on the screen!" Phoenix smiled.

Phoenix danced around and sang like her life depended on it. She never wanted it to end. But unfortunately it did. When she finished she said "Thank you" once more and then ran around the perimeter of the stage to touch as may people's hands as she could. She did a bow and then waved with the biggest smile and went off stage.

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As the show came to a close the 5SOS boys decided to see if they could surprise the girl they just watch perform. But they had to figure out how to get back stage.

"We don't need another last time something like this happened." One said referring to a certain person.

"Hey!" was Ashton's response.

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A/N: try to guess who the person Phoenix likes hehe lol

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[detroitbecomehummus]

Hi! Could I please request a Markus x human reader? A little bit of angst at first and then fluff? Maybe they're having their very first argument/fight an neither one of them likes it. They sort it all out and it ends up making their relationship stronger. I think you should decide what the argument should be about. >.

I’m waaay too nice to do angst, I needed to look up some ideas cuz I was really tempted to try and only do fluff because Markus deserves best.Hope this is alright.On a side note: I love you - - - - - - - - - -  - - - - - -

For the past handful of weeks you’ve been staying back at work later and later. You keep mentioning how you’re staying back to work with ‘Ethan’. There was always an excuse why you weren’t able to do anything when he was available. It always involved ‘Ethan’ and work one way or another.  With each work day you stayed back later and later. Some nights you didn’t return home and stayed at Ethan’s as his place was closer to your work.

Markus couldn’t visit you or pick you up after work like he used to as you told him not to. All he wanted to do was sit down and talk to you. He just wanted to relax. He just wanted to stop for at least five minutes. He pre-constructed many variations of how he should talk to you they all seemed to end badly. Markus paced back and forth around the lounge room. He noticed how his core temperature raised to almost double the normal temperature.

The door jiggled then he heard someone sigh and a thump on the door. You must be home. Markus took large steps to the door and opened it for you.“You’re home.” Markus said in an almost surprised tone. You looked at Markus tiredly yet you smiled.“It’s so good to see you.” You walked inside your home and closed the door walking towards your bedroom. “I never want to go to work again.” Markus walked behind you figuring out whether or not he should question your whereabouts with Ethan. You disrobed your works clothes and just flopped onto the bed with a sigh of satisfactions.

“Will…will you be needing to see Ethan tomorrow?” He asked hesitantly.“Only if he calls.” You said with a big yawn at the end. You were beyond exhausted and Markus didn’t even need to scan you, the bags under your eyes told him everything.“If he calls, you’re gone?” It sounded like you would drop everything to be with Ethan. You rolled over onto your back and stared at the cieling.“Yeah, kind of have to be. He’s done the same for me.”“Oh…” You were too tired to pick up the dejected tone from your boyfriend. Markus watched as your eyelids slowly fell as you let your much needed sleep consume you. Markus adjusted you so you were on your side of the bed and he tucked you in and he hoped in on the other side. As much as he didn’t require sleep like you did, he enjoyed the intimacy of the activity.They were only moment that the both of you know and can remember.

It was 9:30 in the morning when your phone rang. You practically chucked your arm onto the bedside table grabbed it and checked who it was. You groaned very loudly into the pillow before answering.“Hey Ethan, what’s up?“ Oh, it’s him. Of course. “When do you- ten o’clock, okay. Give me thirty. See you then.” You sat up and glared at the wall.“How long will you be gone for?”“I don’t know.” You shrugged almost sadly.“Is it just going to be you and Ethan?”“Yep.”“Will you be coming home?”“Hopefully.” You were worried at how Markus was pushing for questions. He usually just left at ‘How long will you been gone for?’. “Is something wrong?” Markus wasn’t even looking at you. “Markus?”

You watched Markus as he stared off into the distance, you couldn’t read him at all. You’ve watched over the past few months how much Markus has changed and opened up. He often talks about the artist he used to take care of in a fond matter, he has yet to take you to meet Carl. Now he seems almost as closed off as he was when you first met him.“Is this about all the time I’ve spent with Ethan?” You asked gently. You waited a few moments and got no response. “Markus sweety, it’s purely business matters.” You moved to sit beside him and rubbed his back soothingly.“If it’s business matters as you say, why are you spending so much time together? You work late every day, and spend most of the weekend with him.” Markus listed off the most likely things that could be why you’re spending so much time away.

“Recently Ethan was offered the job as CEO. I won’t get into the nitty gritty, but we need to re-organize the staff. Fire the pointless and look to hire new staff as well as take in some interns. Also the old CEO used some of the company’s money for personal expenses rather than expanding. I’m trying to help him as much and as quickly as possible so that way he can spend more time with Diana and their two-month old daughter. They have yet to have their honeymoon.” You just started to ramble and ramble. Something you did when you were nervous or really tired. As you kept listing off everything as to why you haven’t been around much it made more and more sense and Markus just started to feel like an idiot. “You know what, I’ll call Ethan and cancel.” You grabbed you phone and went to call Ethan back but Markus took your phone before your could dial.“Don’t, you should go.” Apparently Markus has been watching too many drama shows as he’s mastered the sad puppy look.“Nuh-uh. I’m staying home with you. Besides, it’s been weeks since I had your waffles and I am in desperate need of waffles.” Markus rolled his eyes, you’ve made you decision he can’t stop you. Besides you’ve already put one foot in his face and another on his chest so he couldn’t stop you.

You sat on the island bench swinging your legs eagerly as Markus cooked away and prepared a variety of toppings.“Oh that reminds me! Ethan wanted to know what insurance company would be best for androids. We’ve look through all the details on way too many companies and they’re really shit. Some only offer second-hand parts. Also some insurance companies only provide for the latest models.”“You’re hiring androids?” Markus actually sounded surprised at the comment.“Of course! Lots of androids are jobless, also so many of them actually show interest in the industry.” Markus smiled and gave you your much desired waffles breakfast. Just as you were about to put a piece in your mouth Markus kissed you. Just as the utensils were about to fall out of your hands he parted from the kiss.“I’m sorry about earlier, I love you.”

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