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Just an idea --- George Karim x OC

Simone Mortis 19 working as a computer scientist lives next to lockwood & co, George knew her as someone who smiled easily especially at him constantly flirted with him and was an overall pain in his ass the bud of most jokes he took her advances like they were sultry attacks to belittle him.

He was gruff with her and unfortunately He’d cross paths with her often and she loved to get under his skin making him leave in a flash or forget himself and talk about all the research that's been fascinating him recently only for him to remember who he's talking to abruptly leave. But she'd always smile this winning smile and she'd got a glimpse of the only magic in the world. 

Their routine was as follows: she would walk out to go to work always waving to George, who was getting their mail, would scowl and mutter something close to it being too early, and she’d grin and say that he was right; it's way too early for him to be so radiant. He groans and slams the door, and then she's back 6 on the dot always shed lean on her car; she always leaned, she’d smile at him and tease looking at him in this intense kind of way, and she'd stay there planted long past sundown if given the chance because sometimes.. Most times, he was coming back around then from the archives or a job. And he'd be a bit tired and easier to rile up, and then he’d storm inside and shed a look at the sky.  

Until one night through the thin walls of 35 Portland Row George, Anthony, and Lucy sat in the kitchen and heard the phone ring in Simone’s home there was a muffled hello and then a slam and that perked them up they followed the tumbling as Simone ran out of her home 8 o’clock at night sundown and ghosts out she slams into her car hardly looking around as she backs out and shes screeching down the street George comments Anthony raises his eyebrows and lucy dryly says I wonder what that was about. 

George is worried though in a way he didn't think he'd be worried and it doesn't ease till the low hum of her engine is heard a again clicking off and into her parking spot in front of her home and shes opening the door for a young red faced girl with a bruise on her eye and she leave the car door open as she open she flat door and point to things tense till she shut the door behind the girl and walks back to her car leaning onto it she hold her face and then kicks her tire in frustration and then she keels over in almost pain and she stops smiling. 

She waves at George but their routine has shifted. She is no longer alone in the mornings before work her eyes are trained on her car the girl stutters to say something and simone just mutters a cold get in the car and then she is no longer home at 6 right on the dot. She gets home around 8 and she doesnt look up at the sky anymore she looks down, eyes once full of a growing fire vanished.

 A soft knock on Lockwood and Co leaves the three learning that the girl is Simone's sister, Annabella, she left her key on the nightstand that morning, and they do not have a good relationship. Georgie quips that she still rushed out in the middle of the night and the girl deflates and Lucy hits his head as the girl confesses that she was an idiot to Simone a long time ago and then left her alone and then came crawling back like she never made a mistake and her older sister still came and got her. She cries, and George is awkward. They all are as Anthony gently pats the little girl, and Lucy asks her if she can do something nice to fix it, and she bawls, "How do you fix leaving your sister alone in a hospital," She cries, "She was labeled a Jane Doe I got the call and I never came 

She's bawling, and there's a hard knock on their door; it’s 5 o'clock. Simone tilts her head at the sight of her teary-eyed sister, and she just sighs, face hard. She nods, signaling to get to their house, and Annabelle scurries out. She says a quiet apology, fire snuffed out. Anthony and Lucy make excuses to get away, leaving Simone and George alone, standing by the door. Then George says something awkward about the weather, and Simone laughs despite herself. She looks sideways, head pointed down, smiling because of his acerbic sense of humor, she says "goodnight, George," and he huffs a grumble because his chest beat easier the minute she smiled, and that's not how it's supposed to go.

I don't know if there is a need for these kinds of stories or a want for an oc but the name came to me and then everything else fell together I might write it might not.

Have a good night:)

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Baby Steps Part 3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Bokuto x reader

Soulmate/alternate reality au

Summary on first chapter

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Went a bit overboard on this but again self indulgent. I hope you guys are liking this. Have a great day lol

3.4k words (idk what the hell I was on to write so much usually stay around 2.somethingk)

Lightly touched up Grammer and spelling kinda proof read for the most part so bare with it hopefully it all makes sense

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Chapter 3- Waltz

"Kenji Ito..he was like a brother to me..I'm sure you saw, he's a great guy, I've known him for 9 years..uh, I don't really know what to say. What do you want to know? You saw everything?" You ended your sentence in question, your awkwardness of the subject apparent as you tried to pretend to know what to say. You knew she didn't see 'everything' but it was enough you thought. Though you could relate.

When you see your soulmate you don't see their entire life you see parts of them that are uniquely theirs you see all sides of them so you can learn why they are perfect for you. It's not enough to fall in love, sure, but, if you do learn something about them it becomes strong enough to make you want to know more. Make you want to learn every other thing you don't know about the person. That's why she sought you out. And it's why you went to every game of his you could. It's why you were going to the same school as him even if it's a longer bike ride then the one closer to your house.

You both sat on a bench at a park up the street from Yamamoto's office in silence for a beat. You often come there to think after one of your appointments. This time, however, instead of sitting alone you sat with Himari. She sat on the bench while you sat up on the table. You didn't want to look her in the eyes. Your heart broke for her. It often did before you met her as well. As you'd look at your fallen friend covered in tubes.

You cleared your throat, shifting to rest your arms on your knees, leaning out slightly. You only took quick looks at the girl she seemed to be shaking slightly hunched in on herself much like yourself if you were being honest.

"I..I honestly just wanted to talk to you. Hear about him..any stories you may have had..have you seen your soulmate?" Her voice was hesitant; it gripped your heart and shattered it. Her sadness was visible like she had deflated to a third of herself. And from the looks it had been that way for days.

As you tried to conjure some words you stilled. What do you even say? Your breath was shaky as you started to smell smoke. You blinked and you were back to that day. It was the day you were supposed to be released from the program. Everyone free, safe, and alive. Only you weren't as when Kenji rounded the corner from the building he had been staking for the past week he fell to his knees. It was a blur of confusion. Your breathing became almost ragged as you smelled the thick metallic smell of his blood. It felt as if your world was shaking, you felt completely unbalanced. You weren't there anymore. You were safe. He was recovering. His coma was for his body to heal. He will be up soon. Your chest rose and fell heavy as you tried to pull your thoughts away from that day. Your eyes were screwed shut as you hunched closer to yourself.

"L/n?" Hamari's voice brought you back and you took a short breath in throwing your back down to the table top. You looked at the sky as you thought of only the question she asked you. Forcing yourself to shut your mind off. She deserved some words at least. She was the same as you. She wanted to know her soulmate and the only way she knew she could was through you. The wind has a bite to it you noticed. Glancing, you saw her shiver as she looked at you. She was pretty. She looked a bit disheveled though. She had no jacket on and she looked as if she had rushed over to find you.

Letting out the air stuck in your throat you leaned back up, "Yes I have seen my soulmate," you stripped yourself of your jacket plopping it on the older girl. Watching her whirl around in a blink, "I know exactly how you're feeling and why you're here." You tried to put on a facade of unfazed objectiveness. Hoping the blunt truth would make the failure you felt at not protecting him and ruining her chance of a soulmate hurt less. That the squeezing you felt in your lungs would be forgotten if you just let out the absolute even-handed truth.

You watched her shift so she was now facing you, legs crossed close to her body, her face and eyes screaming for you to continue to tell her everything she did not know. You could only look her in the eye for a moment. Taking a shuddered puff of air at the brisk weather. Your sweater was very thin, you just now noticed; you should have layered. You looked straight ahead much like you would with Yamamoto not looking at her but past at something entirely not there.

But real.

"Kenji was..well what do I even say he was one of the best men I've known next to James...do you know James?" You glanced at the girl to watch her eager head shake up and down vigorously. She looked as if she was taking in and breathing every word you said like it was the first time she had ever heard someone speak. It was daunting. You didn't deserve that amount of attention. It should be directed at Kenji. She should be looking at him like that as he shared his life with her. Not the other way around. Your jaw clenched as you grind your teeth for a moment.

Sucking in you continue, "..Kenji taught me a lot of things. He was the kind of guy to...you know..to look out for people he..well he had always tried looking out for me god I was half his age when I joined so he tried to make sure I was still experiencing things kids should you know? Guess he thought I was growing up too fast or seeing too much too young because he'd make sure to try and goof off with me you know?"

Hamari picked up on your awkwardness. She watched you fumble with what to say. And she smiled because as she took everything in she was struck by your eyes. It was as if you were replaying every moment you had with him. She could tell how hard it is for you to tell her that much. Just surface level things about him. She saw just how much you cared to say the right thing for her. But more importantly for him.

"He taught me how to play guitar." You were searching for things to say when that memory struck you. Your lips nudged upward at the thought. You let out a laugh, "he learned to impress you, said 'girls like a man who can play an instrument' I had been very neutral at the time you know tried not to let the world and my life effect me built up this wall of indifference...Kenji was a good guy..he tried to tear down that wall. He's honestly a lot of why I am the way I am today.." you paused. This felt more natural. You felt as though you were a baby stumbling at its first steps before but now words were coming to you by the dozen all desperately wanting to come out. To finally let them out about him. Your Comrade. Your teammate. Your teacher. Your first friend. Your brother.

"..he always said that it was important to be honest. And to say what you meant and felt. Said guessing and being dismissive about things was a waste of time. I..I'm trying to be more like that. To say and do things more honestly... He always said we had nothing to be ashamed of.. if he were here right now he'd probably put me through the wringer huh? Probably drag me down to my soulmate and demand I explain everything...he wasn't like that though..sure he'd probably be mad but he'd have sat there and listened to me and why I stayed away..or why I wasn't very honest.." you weren't talking to her anymore you were more talking to yourself. You could see him sitting there. His blue eyes piercing through you. Looking at you in the way he always did. He was gentle and firm. He was so strong. Stronger than you and James; stronger than everyone.

Hamari digested everything. She watched your turmoil and the fondness in your eyes. She watched you adjust your sleeves up, you weren't paying attention. But her eyes snapped to your inner arm. She let out an unnoticed gasp. It had been quiet but it was there. But you were gone trapped in your mind.

You shifted again clearing your throat as you rubbed your eyes; they burned. "Kenji took pride in you. That you were out there. He hadn't seen you..I'm sure you know right.. he learned a lot of things to impress you... Think he thought he had to.. thought he had to have things to offer to be loved. He learned piano and guitar, how to dance and cook, he played sports..I'm sure you saw he played volleyball. He had been a setter.. real good according to him. He taught me all of these skills. Whenever he could. Any time he sat me down to learn them I always slipped away into a place where I was just a kid learning these things for fun...I was in a way..but he made sure to teach me without fail because of the escape it provided. I particularly liked music, not so much dancing. You need alot of grace and poise to dance. He knew all sorts of dances. He knew I hated learning. So he forced me when I got particularly lippy." You laughed looking at the sky.  At the setting sun the pinks and oranges that danced in the sky mixed with the dull blue that stayed constant in the heavens.

You often liked looking at the sky pretending you were a bird free and unchained. That's why you had been so enchanted with Bokuto. He flew high like a bird. His carefree nature struck you. The perfect opposite. Would he help you become more open?

"James and him had a lot of fun making me dance, thought it was amusing how grumpy I looked as I followed their words. Think they thought it was hilarious that I listened to them even though I was very obviously displeased you know...wanted to make them happy...became a pretty good dancer because of it." You hummed, "...Kenji also made sure I learned academic stuff...he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed but he assisted James in teaching me basic stuff. You know?" You finally looked at her.

Her eyes looked different, knowing and full of understanding. She still seemed to take in your words but something was hidden in her eyes like she knew a secret she couldn't say out loud. She smiled at you and you were hit with her resemblance to the boy who stayed on your mind constantly. You looked away. You noted that her smile seemed faker than ones you'd seen. Like she was forcing herself to smile. Hunching down and fidgeting with your hands. You couldn't look her in the eye anymore.

".. Kenji's conscious in the coma." She whispers, making you flip your head back to her. Eyes wide with tears filling them with every word she spoke. She had finally decided to say what had been on her mind. It had practically slipped out. A fact she didn't say out loud until then. She had put on a facade and you finally knew why. You also fully understood why she came to you. 

"He wanted me to move on...he was constantly thinking of you and James and me and how we had to let him go. How could he..I why would I?" She was in tears crying freely. She started to hiccup her words didn't make sense, her thoughts in shambles as she finally admits that her soulmate wanted her to move on. It hurts so much to think about.

You're stuck. You were never very good with crying. You did your best to awkwardly fumble through those situations whenever they came but right now you could tell that wouldn't cut it. You pushed yourself off the table. And turned to face her. The sky was dark by this time and the lights that were normally off flew one illuminating the park.

"Come here." You say gently bowing to her with your left hand outstretched you smiled a small but hopefully warm smile, "may I have this dance?" She sniffed, coughing slightly. Rubbing her eyes and cheeks to remove the tears.

"Wha-what?"

"Will you take my hand?"

".but..but I'm imma mess.. and and there's no music.." her words were practically sobs unintelligible for the most part. She tried to wipe her hands only for you to gently take them slowly moving her into position.

"There's music in my head.." you mutter as you place one of her hands on your shoulder and the other you keep in your hand, "...just follow my lead...you will be okay..." You were gentle words quiet as you slowly began to lead her into a waltz. Correcting her missteps and slowly letting her calm down.

"...Kenji is an idiot..a hopeless, stuck in his way, guilt ridden, romantic, idiot. He I'm sure thinks it's best for us all to move on and forget about him..but he's funny. He touches people's hearts and completely changes how they beat. I am not ever going to give up on him. So long as there are stars in the sky he will be taken care of. I understand that his situation is a hard one. To be his soulmate right now can look grim and pointless. But he has so much to give he completely dedicates himself to the things he cares about... You don't have to stay with him. No one would blame you for moving on..but I hope you don't. He could use someone to lean on. Maybe knowing you're there waiting for him will get him out of bed sooner. He always was trying to find ways to impress you... So I hope you ignore what he says..I know him enough to know he doesn't mean it. As much as he valued honesty he always tried to put others before himself. So make the selfish choice for him. Please love him and be there for him." You looked only at the sky as you said these things.

You gently swayed her around the bench you once sat at. Pulling her away to spin her and drawing her back. You stayed slow as you twirled her around. He had taught you how to do this specific dance after you recovered after seeing your own soulmate. 

"..I'm not going to move on." She says as you spin her once again. You smile at her, "Thank you for telling me about him today."

"I owed it to you."

"It wasn't your fault." You nearly stilled at her words. Deciding instead and almost forcibly to turn her around so you were dancing with her back to you for a beat. You don't respond to her but she doesn't let up with her piercing words, "You're my brother's soulmate." She didn't phrase it as a question; words pointed. She would get an answer out of you. She was stubborn. She would work well with Kenji you thought briefly as you stopped your dance completely. It was only for a second; hands squeezing her own just slightly tighter.

"...how did you know?" You meekly looked at the sky. You wished to simply run away but you knew you couldn't. You had been caught.

"Your mark on your wrist. You moved your sleeves up before. I've seen the same mark for almost 2 years on his own...I couldn't have not recognized it."

You stayed silent; frightened by what her knowing would mean for you. You could feel your heart hammering in your ears. More scared of what she was going to say next than you had been for a long time.

"I understand why you haven't said anything yet... I saw you too when I was watching Kenji.. you and him I'm sure feel the same about your time there...but I want you to know he will love you." Himari wanted to say everything she could for you to feel better just as you had for her. She was surprised that you kept dancing. She watched your eyes dance as well. Mixed and flowing with emotions and memories she would never fully understand.

"...how do you know?.." your voice was small. Barely audible. She watched your jaw clenched up and she felt your hands go stiff and firm. But you still moved with grace. The dance was longer than most. But it was a distraction, a means to tunnel out too much emotion and energy. And she noticed how it helped you come to terms with what she said. It allowed you to do something mindless as your own mind swam through millions of thoughts. She tried her best not to step on your feet or stumble as to not break your thinking.

"..that's just who he is..he would love you then and now and probably forever."

"You think so?" Your voice seemed to have a light hopeful twinge to them.

"I know so," she giggles. You peeked at the girl who was smiling gently at you. If you hadn't seen her cry just a bit earlier you wouldn't have known. She seemed lighter. Like she had come to the realization of something major.

"Why do you love Kenji?" It was a half moon tonight. It was a lot darker than when you first started to dance. And you wondered if you should have let James know where you were and why you were gone so long.

Himari laughs at your question. It took you by surprise. Was it a funny question? "Because I saw him." She breathes in a breath of air speaking as if It was the most obvious thing in the world, "Just like you saw my brother. I saw how kind and considerate he was. I saw his sleepless nights of practicing random skills. I saw how attentive and compassionate he was with everything he did. I saw his flaws, his unchangeable mindset and his need for perfection. I saw the trouble he got himself into and every bit of sadness he felt for everything. He's a good person. You're a good person. You could have walked away from me. Told me you didn't have a clue who I was talking about and left. But you didn't. You wasted a day talking to a stranger about your brother. You comforted me and danced with me even as it made you uncomfortable and awkward. My brother will love you. Please just let him."

You were speechless. You close your eyes, head still tilted up. Your neck started to ache. You took in her words. You tried desperately to let them soak in.  You decide then you should finish the dance. Spinning her to a close you separated and bowed at the golden eyed woman. She smiled at you. In a way you could now recognize as sisterly. If It had been a couple years ago you would have brushed it off not knowing how to describe it. It took Yamamoto explaining to you that you didn't need to share blood to have a family and definitely not to have friends.

"...I would..if he chose me..." You say to her softly bringing your hands to your pockets as you shift from foot to foot. The temperature had dropped quite a bit. Himari hugged the jacket you had given her as close as she could to herself as she nodded at your words.

"Of course he'd choose you." She says simply.

You make an amused sound at the back of your throat. Sighing you look at your feet, "maybe.. will you be okay?" You switch the subject allowing your worry for the lady to take over. As she nods, smiling strangely happy.

"This is exactly why he will love you."

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I hope you guys enjoyed it have a great day

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Baby Steps Part 2

Bokuto x Reader

Soulmate/alternate reality au

Summary on first post

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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I had more inspiration for this 3rd chapter is already almost done I hope you guys are enjoying this I've been having fun writing it and blurbs about it so that's all that really matters I guess lol

Either way I hope you like this next one! Btw Bokuto is coming very soon just gotta build up I'm planning on having this be a bit drawn out not just with them meeting up but them as a whole their relationship and everything like I said before this is a very self indulgent thing where it's hopefully gonna go over the before after and in between lol

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Chapter 2- Paint

"You know, if it hadn't been for Hana, James' wife, I don't think either of us would have transitioned well into this new life. "

You were sitting across from Yamamoto once again. She had painting supplies littered across the coffee table and while you weren't much of a painter you did try using her acrylics to hopefully paint a cityscape. Yamamoto stayed silent, allowing you to share as much as you wanted. Your talking seemed light, almost off handed but she could tell by the way you shifted in your seat that you would soon say more.

"Hana had cancer, that's why James went into the program to hopefully handle the medical bills..." Your face scrunched slightly becoming solemn, "He used to cry a lot at night.. quietly.. alone looking at her picture.. I think he wanted to be by her side.. he really loves her.." you never once looked up from your painting letting out a huff of air when you realize adding green to one of the buildings made it look weird.

"..he almost died once.. he and I were on a mission in France in 'the Gate' and well we were walking in some small country town it was a mission to see if there was any life besides those things.. and well it was real quiet nothing around that's the eerie thing about silence it says a lot more than when it's loud." You scoffed, " We should have known from the silence and vacantness of that town it wasn't safe." Your head shook as you looked up at the Yamamoto, turning serious.

"See there are two types of shadow people, one that acts just like a normal person only they have no face or speech, just empty black figures that pretend to do human-like things but really can't." You explained your voice stern as you moved your body to completely look at the women. "And then there is the 2nd type they're more intelligent than the first bunch which made it worse cause with the intelligence came aggression. And how you knew which type was in which place was if it was empty and silent...they like to lead you into a false sense of security.." You looked back down at your painting grabbing a bottle of indigo paint and putting it on your board of colors.

"We hadn't noticed to caught up in a conversation... He had been telling me about his wife. He got a letter from her that said she was cancer free.. he was over the moon about it.. and well it had been contagious it took my mind off what we were doing.. why we were there..." Your hand started to fidget with the dried paint on your board, shoulders slumped in on yourself as you shook your head in disapproval"If I went back now I would have screamed at my past self I would have told myself for the love of God pay attention... "

Your voice was clipped, your eyes glazed over, tone became monotone and detached as you recalled the memory"But we hadn't been paying attention and they attacked. They came out of nowhere and they attacked at every angle. It was terrifying. We barely survived.. when we finally thought it was over I had set my gun down to sit down and breath but I guess James.. he saw something I hadn't.. " you sucked in a shakybreath fists tightening in your lap, "it happened before I could even blink when his voice yelling my name finally reached my ears he was already on the ground and the thing that almost took my head was lifeless behind me."

Your face remained the same, it was your eyes that haunted Yamamoto, your eyeswere in agony showing just how deeply this moment affectedyou however indifferent you seemed to display. Your eyes were glazed with a tormented look and your what if questions screamed out of your pupils but your face remained the same calm even. Same light deadpanned look.

"I honestly even now couldn't tell you what happened in that second all I can is that James was bleeding out. The intelligent ones could make weapons out of their hands; they didn't try to pretend to be human they only took that form to taunt us... That's why he was bleeding out though it had stabbed him. James isn't a bitch-- sorry-" you shuffled in your seat sitting straighter you coughed eyes closed, "so when I saw him practically screaming in pain, shock taking over his system, blabbering about Hana as he tried desperately to close his wound I couldn't even think. I just ran to him. Dressed his wound best I could and threw him on my shoulders..." You paused in thought, "I guess I was in shock as well.. I didn't even think. I wasn't even thinking. I just knew I had to move or he would die. I mean hell I was injured myself but the thought never crossed my mind...the pain didn't even register..all I could think about was that James was gonna die because of me.."

"Bleed out or get infected were his options if I didn't move" your voice was blunt as you said both outcomes sent a shiver through Yamamoto.

You cleared your throat again"..and neitherone did I want to happen so I just went into action.. carried him over my shoulders like that for two hours. It. was. horrible. He's a big guy and a lot taller than me so it was awkward and I was in shock I wasn't thinking straight I was scared shitless.. " you didn't seem to notice your swear this time your eyes gone as you relived the moment you were describing."..that he would die so it was not an easy journey. Had to take him back to the launch pad we had set up. Thing was he was the one with the pilot training so I would have had to fly the helicopter we had arrived on.. some sort of luck was on his side that day though all things considered cause a rescue team had been dispatched to us." Your tone seemed to change almost thinking something was funny. Your eyes remained cheerless.

"Ha I had been in such a state of shock I had forgotten my walkie and radio and in 'The Gate' they took it very seriously when people didn't respond so they sent a nearby team to investigate." You smiled,"Haha they found 15 year old me carrying James's grown ass on my shoulders- sorry. But uh when James was all stitched up and healed I thought he'd leave to go back to his wife just like Aiko did after her purpose for being there was gone." Your mood seemed to shift. Yamamoto noted that you switched to lighter colors as you thought about your next words. You had been painting in blacks and deep reds beforehand.

"But he didn't.." you breathed out.

"He had talked to her got to have a real one on one after 7 years of just letters. He came back with a bunch of hickeys." You watched Yamamoto shake her head, "But he told me he was staying.. Hana told me one night after dinner when I was helping her with dishes that he didn't wanna leave me behind..."

Your voice became quieter "James is a good guy.. I'm glad he has Hana. She's very nurturing and sweet. She took me shopping for the first time after I was out. I needed clothes couldn't very well wear my dirty uniform everywhere I went and the social worker gave me 4 sizes too big clothes to wear.. but uh she took me to tiny unpopulated stores.. tried to make me feel comfortable..made me try on practically everything in the place though..she wanted me to figure out what I liked.. She took me to a music shop.. bought me my own guitar.. then she took me out to eat. And she talked and talked. I hadn't known what to say at the time. I was overwhelmed by it all being out being surrounded by so many people so many living breathing people all the faces. It was too much. All the people wanting answers and statements and wanting to hear what happened..." You cleared your throat, licked your lips and breathed out. You had begun to ramble recalling the day you shared with Hana and the efforts she put forth for you.

"She was there to come get me when I was taken to the Social Worker's office. I hadn't known what was going on.. they wanted to bring me back to my parents but they couldn't be found," on some bender probably, "and they were going to put me in the system. But then her and James came. I had been there a week, everyone wanted answers.. answers only I could give and I didn't know what to say then I saw them James had come through the door first his familiar face was a godsend at the time.." you smiled like you saw something she didn't.

"It quieted the chatter.." you nodded to yourself confirming your words, "Then she came in with a giant bag filled with paperwork. First thing James said to me when he got over to the chair I sat in all week was about his wife" it was clear from the twinkle in your eye you wanted her to ask.

Indulging she did, "what did James say?"

You repeated in a light hearted tone looking at the ceiling in amusement, "what did he say? He said, 'Stunning right?'..he was head over heels for her.." Yamamoto hummed in agreement you often commented on his love for Hana she noticed.

"He sat down next to me and she was the one to go into the Social Workers office; she and James became my legal guardians that day." Your expression became unreadable voice objective as you spoke about what they did for you. "They signed the paperwork saying they would look over me. They fought for my right to privacy about the matter allowing me to keep my name and face out of the public as they investigated the program, then they fought for my right to the money I earned by being in the program putting that money into my wallet instead of my parents hands. They came and protected me. James started it the first day I met him and Hana loved James, her soulmate, and so she protected me too without even knowing me. Then she took me shopping. I appreciate Hana. She looked out for me when she had no obligation to.. same for James. He stayed." You cleared your throat nodding like there was no other way to interpret it other than that you seemed done with your story as well looking over your nearly done painting for what you should add.

"Do you consider them your parents?" Your neck couldn't have snapped up faster when Yamamoto asked. You coughed awkwardly for a second then looked down. She could see you think about it. Really genuinely think about it.

"That's a big question huh.. I guess I do.. they fill that role better than my biological ones.. James taught me how to read. My father used my picture books to roll blunts.." you were trying to joke but she could tell by your eyes the way they contracted into something almost indescribable to a feeling only felt not discussed as you thought of James and Hana.

Yamamoto decided it was an answer she would learn on another day, deciding to change the subject"Do you live with them now?"

"no I don't.. They helped me find a house they had sat me down after and explained everything to me what everything ment and what my options were going forward. Since I'm going to be 18 soon we decided it'd be best for me to be on my own... They're my neighbors though they live right across from me in my complex... It's like two mini houses that sit across from each other in an enclosed area. So I'm basically living with them on my own, you know?" Each word you said seemed to dig yourself further into question as you thought about the couple that seemed to never not support you. Why

"Do you like living by yourself?" Yamamoto watched your growing thoughts form as she noticed you became more expressive as each session and week went on.

"...it's very quiet. I don't know, it's strange.. Either way if I get lonely I can just head into their house.. " Yamamoto could tell you were done, you said everything you needed to you were completely done, lost in your thoughts. As you were many times since you started seeing her.

"oh it looks like that's up for today." Yamamoto leisurely got up as she smiled lightly at you.

"Already?" You were only slightly jarred from your forming thoughts as she nodded.

Yamamoto smiled,"yes same time next week?" You nodded blindly, zipping up your coat. Only to stop abruptly.

"actually. I um I'll have to come by later I start school next week." You say resignation forming in your entire body as another thought piled onto your mountain of other thoughts.

"Alright why don't you come by after school Thursday?" Yamamoto remedied your thoughts on when your next appointment should be

You nodded as you walked out the door, "see you then" you muttered head down as Yamamoto closed the door, moving your painting to the window to dry for you to collect next time. It wasn't half bad she mused as she cleaned the mess.

You were hardly past the fences that guarded Yamamoto's office door when you bumped into someone. Knocked out of your thoughts. Alarm filled you. You needed to pay attention.

"Oh excuse me.." you took in the girl. She had familiar golden eyes black hair, and greyish white streak- she was bokuto's sister...you saw her. You saw most but not all of her. Is she okay? Why was she going to Yamamoto?

The older girl fidgeted in front of you with a hand on the back of her neck. "Hey.. um are you Y/n L/n?"

You nearly gasped "..yes I am. How do you know my name.." did she know about you and her brother? Did he see you? You didn't feel the other mark form. Could it have happened without you knowing? But when the first one came you felt it...it was a feeling you'd never forget.

"Oh! I'm Himari Bokuto.. Do you know a Kenji Ito?" You're own thoughts completely disappeared, demeanor changing instantaneously as your eyes scrunched in suspicion.

"... Why" you bit out. Only to stop when you noticed her slight flinch. Were you that scary?

"He's my soulmate." Oh.

"Ha."

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Part 3

Hope you guys liked it! This one was kinda fun it's a build up chapter :) but anyway

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Baby Steps Part 1

Bokuto x reader

soulmate/alternate reality au

Summary; Soulmates were a rather new thing having only been around for under a century and with it came a gate. One that leads to an empty alternate reality of earth filled with shadow people. You were sold into a new program that sent people into the gate to gather information about it and the shadow people that inhabited it. This program was soon disbanded after 9 years when scientists figured out how to close the gate. The aftermath of the program was released to the public and you're now free to live your life. You are left wondering what to do next no one fully to turn to and 1 year left in high school according to the social worker you were left in the care of after the program. After everything dies down you will be attending Fukurōdani Academy where your soulmate is. People find their soulmates randomly there is no specific event that needs to happen for them to find theirs they only need to blink and then one day they are living their lives the next they are taken to a room that looks almost like a movie theater and on the big screen is their soulmate. It plays them moments in their soulmate's lives and they get introduced to their person surrounded by friends and family that have supported them up until that moment.

This is the story of you learning to be whole again and allow love into your life. With a man full of love to give and a cast of people who care about you and your success.

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This is very self-indulgent I don't know if anyone else would be interested in this kind of plot but this is really just for me to have fun writing. I had the idea and then all of a sudden I had 2 thousand words lol. I hope you guys like it

Grammars not my specialty and I'm not the best speller so bear with it if you find any mistakes tried to edit the best I could lol

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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Chapter 1- Gentle

"You said you've seen your soulmate..could you tell me about it happening? Tell me as much as you want to." Yamamoto Shizue, your therapist, asked. You liked her. She was gentle and patient. You had met with her many times, and she slowly allowed you to build trust with her in a way you liked. She wasn't pushy but she did ask questions more often than not she'd ask you about your day or what you were thinking about. If you read any good books or have been making any music lately..

Today, however, she asked you about him—your soulmate. You had mentioned once that you had seen him. Seeing your soulmate was a big deal. It hadn't been over a century since soulmates started to exist and it was a topic many people discussed. So, you had simply commented that you had also seen it when she told you about her own soulmate and husband. You liked that she told you about her life. When you didn't feel like talking or sharing she would and that's what allowed you to share today. Clearing your throat you began to think of what to say.

"Well I it had happened at what could have been the worst moment for you to see your ultimate love.. your soulmate you know?" You were looking at her ceiling fan. She had little ornaments hanging from each blade. You had made one yourself with her. You spotted your own immediately it was circular you made it into a horned owl..you made it the day she told you about her soulmate..

"Why do you say that?" Yamamoto asked, it was a strong start to a story. She smiled as you glanced her way. You had been sitting on her couch across from her. The coffee table that separated the two couches you were, held your drink and her own was resting in her hands as she listened. Watching the gears in your head turn. It had taken her a while to read your face or maybe you were finally letting her, she didn't fully know.

"Why?" You had a ghost of a laugh escape you as you repeated her question, "Well-uh I was dying.. ha I was bleeding out leaned up against a.. I think it was a fountain? I was in some sort of old English town at the time.. I had just narrowly survived this wave of shadow-like soldiers and I was honestly inches away from death and I accepted it.. that is I guess until I was taken to that room. You've met your soulmate so you know what I'm talking about.. but I was supposed to be surrounded by family and friends as they watched me be introduced to my soulmate. But I was alone. Not even my comrades were there and they were at the time the closest I had ever been to having what could be considered a family." Your face stayed tilted up at your ornament. You looked… Well, she didn't know what you looked like. You had a hard emotion on your face. It was thoughtful and candid. You were reflecting.

"Why weren't they there?" Yamamoto breathed in a heavy breath as she listened to you, you were a good storyteller. You could paint a picture well. But the hard truth of where you had been in your life to lead you to her office was one she couldn't forget. She often wished you were only a troubled teen but you weren't, you weren't allowed that luxury and she wished it wasn't the case. Your childhood was robbed and that's why you sat across from her not as a scared child unable to process the world around them in a healthy way but as a tired soldier who experienced way more than they should have.

"Why weren't they there?" You repeated again, "Well I don't know I didn't give it much thought at the time or ever really. But I- But if I had to guess it'd be because It has to be those you consider family and friends and I well I was 16 and I thought I was completely alone at the time I mean I wasn't dying in a hospital bed from some illness with my dad and mom crying next to me I was dying at a fountain in an alternate reality to our world because my parents' all-consuming love only had room for themselves and heroin... But uh" you cleared your throat "..back to the story I had been alone sitting just as I had been at the fountain and I had basically blinked and instead of looking at bodies. I saw him..he was flying. I was completely consumed by this stranger I had never met. All I knew about him was that he was my soulmate, that dark theater-like room being the clue and the giant screen that displayed him."

Yamamoto glanced at the ornament that had your attention looking down at you. She wondered why you had a tiny smile on your face, "How was he flying?"

"Well ha- he wasn't technically flying I guess. It felt like he was like he had sprouted wings and flew but he was really jumping. His arm was cocked back and he was hitting a ball. I hadn't been around a lot of things before I was taken to 'The Gate' so I wouldn't have known what he was playing if it hadn't been for some stupid magazine I found once when I was walking through an alternate empty Tokyo.. it was a sports magazine and the page it was blown open to was a volleyball page it talked all about the different positions. At the time I found some comfort in it I thought if I wasn't here maybe I'd give volleyball a try. Could I have been any good?  But when I saw him and recognized the sport he was playing with this passion I just couldn't help but be tranced you know? It was magical. I ha I thought he kinda looked like an owl. He had frosted tips, whitish grey tips, and black hair in this eccentric updo." That's why she smiled..the ornament was him. You made that thinking of him Yamamoto could only smile as well that was why you mentioned you saw him as well.

"Have you gone to see him now that you're out?" You had almost choked at her question. Yamamoto enjoyed seeing you so expressively. Normally you were rather neutral not in the way of having a dark expression but more a light indifferent one like an outside observer.

"Well, I um have been to a couple of his games. I plan to go to Fukurodani Academy where he goes when everything dies down." You had been fumbling around the conversation a lot today and it was clear that it had an effect on you, one that as it looked, you were finally letting it have but something about the way you said a couple told Yamamoto differently.

"A couple?" A gentle teasing smile played on Yamamoto's lips as you gawked at it avoiding her eyes. You drank the soda she had given you when you arrived.

"Yeah," you coughed, "setting your drink down, "a couple meaning every one I could go to since I got out. Uh, James has been taking me he uh and his wife have been taking me I think they think of me as their kid or something." you shrugged.

‘You looked rather sheepish,’ Yamamoto thought as she looked at you. Her brain however decided to let the topic of soulmates go for now you would say more if you wanted. She instead went to James you mentioned him every so often. Always a fond look in your eye as you did.

"Is that a good thing?" Your expression changed to one full of thought as you looked instead of at your ornament but instead to the tree that sat outside Yamamoto's office window.   Breathing in slowly you glanced at the woman taking in her purpley-black hair and frameless glasses. She was quite pretty. Her clothes were elegant but comfortable.. you nodded, Confirming something before you spoke.

"..Well I mean. I served with James. He was in 'The Gate' for money.. his wife had cancer.. she survived.. obviously but uh he was the one who found me that day at the fountain." Your eyes fell once again to the ornament, "After I saw my soulmate I- well I fought like hell to stay alive. Which is honestly the only reason I'm here now you know? The thought of him. Seeing him, it made me feel alive and so when I was taken out of the room I watched him play volleyball and just him be himself talking to people and interacting with things. It had lit a fire in me I guess. And so when I blinked again and was right back at that fountain I pushed myself up. It hurts like a bitch- excuse my language... I was bleeding a lot. I honestly didn't even know where I was hurt at the time. But I just kept trying to get up and get out of there to somewhere that would keep me alive and then James showed up with some of the guys. And well here I am.. so yeah it is a nice thing that he's trying to take me under his wing.. he used to then as well." You trailed off at that thought it was offhanded almost summarizing a book of moments. Your eyes were far away. You weren't there anymore, you were in the field. Clearing her throat, Yamamoto tried to bring you back.

".What do you mean by that? What would he do?"

"..he uh well he used to look out for me I guess.. he was always looking out for me. I mean I was just a kid there. It was unfortunate that I was there in the first place but there had been no rules against it and my own parents needed the money that came with them giving me to 'em. So when James saw me on my first day there I was only 8 or so he made sure to take care of me. He actually gave me my first soda" you added the last comment with a small humorless laugh. The implications of not having ever had a soda until the point he gave you one, left a lot of questions for Yamamoto. But she settled on one about the story you were telling instead.

"Were you the only one that young there?" Your eyes scrunched.

"No No There had been a couple of others who were a bit older. But I had been the only one whose parents made them be there. You know? There was Aiko she was the closest to my age she was 11 she was 3 years older than me she had a brother who was really ill...he didn't make it...she uh had no parents so when he was gone she was able to leave after her contract was up...we kept in touch I see her from time to time now..but uh- there was also Kenji he was 17.. his parents disowned him... He was a real muscular guy. He was going to go to college for a sports scholarship but he had gotten into a bunch of trouble.. he really missed his parents so he joined up to hopefully make them proud of him again...he got real hurt one day... " You were gone again, eyes looking straight but through Yamamoto and to somewhere else that wasn't in the room.

"Is he alright now?"

"..he's still in the hospital.."

"Is he in a coma?"

You could only nod. Your hands clenched and you weren't sure if you'd draw blood. You were done, Yamamoto decided. She gently stood up, bringing your attention to her.

"I think that's enough for today, yes? Why don't we end here? When would you like the next appointment? Same time?" Her voice was gentle. You nodded slightly sitting up.

"..yeah that works." You clear your throat and mind of any thoughts you were having trying to avoid a spiral. And you instead finished off your drink.

"Alright then," the gentle woman smiled at you, "have you worked on any music since last time?" She asked as she walked you through the door.

"I did.. I'm almost done with the video.." This earned you a smile from the older woman as she handed you your coat.

"That's great, I'll be sure to watch it. Do you find it helping?" This made you pause as you looked at her halting your movements to settle your jacket.

"yeah.. you know I do find it's been helping." She smiled at you again at this.

"I'm glad. I will see you next week, we can talk about your music." You nodded, waving to her as you left. Looking down at your phone you noticed a text from James.

Old man: Going to the store need anything?

You smiled slightly looking up at the sky before you told him you were okay and that you'd grab something on your way home from your appointment.

It was a good thing you decided. It was nice to have someone look after you. You were not exactly sure if you considered him your dad but he was definitely a father figure you looking back on now definitely relied on at times.

As you walked down the street to a fast food chain on the way to your apartment you couldn't help but think. You always thought more about things when you left Yamamoto's office. Today however you thought about your soulmate. You had decided against telling him. Even though, after you saw him a mark formed on the inside of your wrist indicating that you did. You knew he shared the same mark and that it would be complete once he saw you. But you wanted to give him that choice.

Many people lived their entire lives never meeting their soulmate or meeting them and falling apart with them. Some couples only have one person see the other and they can choose not to go to them even then. So it wouldn't be weird for him to not choose you. As much as that thought hurts. You had resigned yourself to it. He was the light itself; his energy alone could power the entire world. You were not. You were a trained killer. A made monster. And he would see that soon enough. And so if he chose to, you would spend every single day kissing the ground he walked on or you would live in the shadows like you were doing now.

You knew you wouldn't be able to stay away from him forever so you loved him from afar. You went to every game you read every article he appeared in. He was outstanding. One of the top 5 aces in Japan. So this would be enough for you. Observing from afar. At least till he made his decision.. on his own without you selfishly trying to tear him down.

He had a bright future and you were broken. You still had to pick up the pieces and it would be his choice if he wanted to help. 

Kotarou Bokuto. 

He was amazing from the moment you saw him you couldn't help but love him. He was the only thing driving you to stay alive. He made you play it safe. And he has been all you could think about since. You may want him to decide for himself but it was really a selfish reason as to why, even if you tried to lie and say otherwise. You knew there was a possibility he would never see you. But you desperately wanted to avoid seeing the fear or disgust in his eyes when he learns everything you did. Everything you had to do. Everything you've become because of it.

You were only a shell right now and he deserved the entire world. So you decided to be selfish and let him choose his world and you let yourself keep your thoughts of him.

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Part 2

Let me know if you liked it, weird plot but I think it could be cool lol I'll probably keep posting parts. maybe this could be a stand-alone if I don't get any other ideas lol anyway

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"What would I do without you?"

Lenny Bruce x Reader

Summary: you were Lenny's manager could you manage anything more then a dead succulent probably not but when there's a will there's a way... you hope. There had to be cause you're absolutely in love with him and hope that maybe he could be with you.... far fetched if you were being honest but a girl can dream.

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We're you a fan? Yes, yes you were. Was it pathetic how much of one you were? Yes, yes it is. Was it creepy almost? Probably? Did you really care? Not really. You could have a crush and go to his shows and be there waiting with a grimace... it could if been a smile if you weren't so chicken...

But you were, and instead of just going up to the guy and saying he I like you I find you infuriatingly attractive and absolutely hilarious would you like to get a drink with me? You said I uh I want to be your Manger.. yep just like that.

You're such an idiot.. you had no clue about the business. Comedy..really? You were an engineering major what would you know about getting gigs you'd have to talk to people you chose engineering so you wouldn't have to.

Here you were though waiting for Lenny. The man of your dreams sorry client to finish his set having just got a call from your mother how she was able to track you down to this bar you would never know but she did. But besides the point you were waiting for Lenny to be done his set to let him know he was on fire only for the cops to come.

They loved to bust him for obscenity...and as his manager you had to try and get him out of it.

"Hey woah what are you doing he has the right to be there." You interject them before they can put hand cuffs on him stepping stright in between so he was behind you and you acted as a wall.

"Get out of the way little lady you shouldn't be in this place anyway."

"Happy we came in before you had to hear anything too unpleasant."

"Sir I think you misunderstand-"

This short conversation was long enough for Lenny to be thrown into their car as the had side stepped you entirety you were fumming after them as Lenny chuckled.

"Goddamn it! I'll see you at the station jackass!" You yelled as you flipped off the police officers in the front seats.

Pulling out a cigarette you muttered how it was just your luck to have to police show up at the one gig that could've been your chance of getting Lenny on TV. Since becoming his manager in 1954 you had first sent him to rehab for his strung out tendencies and then you has taken away any of his abilities to get any sort of drug fix that wasn't weed.

You were able to do this because for some reason he listened to you followed your words to the best of your ability. If you said refine this joke refine he did. If you said get another suit cause it looks like he only had one he got two... total.

But there you were now standing waiting for him to be released. In a very grouchy mood. Paying the bail with the money you made from the gig he was arrested from. You made sure to get the money the minute you two got there. A policy of yours.

A policy. You scoffed look at you thinking like you know a damn thing about this business. You're just persistent and sometimes you offer to fix up anything that needs fixing at the bar free of charge but did you care not really.

Was way better than that dumb office job you used to have. You were glad you saved every penny you earned before your parents cut you off cause you would've been flat broke-

"Hey! Doll! What are you a girlfriend? Or something?"

You said your next words a bit to bitterly in hindsight, "Or something" 

"You his manager?" The officer who had called you little lady earlier asked. You didn't realize Lenny was skipping down the steps as you said

"Nice job officer fuck face you really connected the dots on that one" You're tone was angry.

"Hey watch it lady!" He growled at you. The lady at the front desk decided to interven lecturing you

"You'll catch no man's attention being so fowl." You noticed her signal to your unringed hand.

"Yeah? Well suck a lemon sugar putts." You say in a fake sweet tone.

"Thank god your boyfriends here get her the hell out of here before you have to bail her out" the officer who called tou doll said.

You turn to see Lenny grinning like a Cheshire cat getting to you in a few long strides and locking arms with you.

"Well be on our way" Lenny almost sung in amusement.

"Hey! Woah I'm not done!" you say breaking away from him instantly regretting the lose of contact. But your anger was too high who the hell were they to just violate free speech and then basically say you were Destin to be alone... okay maybe not that.. and maybe you need to fix your priorities abit but it all was the same to you at that moment..

"Aye! Fuck you! Fuck you! And especially Fuck you!" You grabbed there attention again as you procced to flip off officer 'doll', officer 'little lady', and that bitch receptionist in that order respectively.

Lenny laughed as he dragged you out of there. Chuckling he mumbled,"Nice job officer fuck face," shaking his head with light laughter

"More angry than I am." He mused as you two walked down the street.

"Yeah well its been a bad night." You hissed.

"Thank you for informing me I was shit tonight ill try and be shittier the next time your majesty" Lenny joked he had some ongoing bit of you being royalty or something.

"Are you kidding you were in fire tonight-" you said with a seriousness that made Lenny stop joking and look at you, "You are extremely talented and shouldn't need to 'behave yourself' to be up on that stage. That's where you belong." You said it firmly, "Don't worry I'll deal with the court stuff. You go home."

"And what will you do?"

"Go kiss ass at some club to get you to preform there... in other words my job. You get out of here you already did yours."

"Yeah, really? What? Get arrested for the hundredth time? Half those people that come there are there to see if I do or not." 

"Still paying to see you which means money in your pocket... which by the way here you go.. abits gone cause bail cost money these days consider it my cut."

The bail was no were near the cut of profits you normally get but you had money and a part time job that gave you more money you didn't need it like he did. He had a kid to think about.

"Let's eat." He said. You guess he realized as he tried to give it back indirectly

"Maybe in the morning," you offered a slight smile," I have work to do."

"But you're done for the night."

"Says who?"

"Says me."

"Lenny you're really good at your job but I'm better at mine. I gotta keep food on your table somehow." You say with a shrug and a whole load of fack confidence, "besides my day doesn't end till I go to sleep." You grin a real grin a grin you hide normally. You had been walking away from it so he only saw a distant one but he returned it.

"You're gonna be big Lenny Bruce! I'll make sure of it!" You yell as you cross the street a long ways away from him at that point but he still yells back

"What would I do without you princess!" He chuckles as he watches you walk away..god.. did he love you....

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First post trying to get better at building chemistry, don't honestly know how to use tumblr yet but if you can let me know? Skimmed for Grammer and spelling mistakes but honestly could have missed alot.

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