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danieyells · 3 months

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After Hotaburi's chapter i was very curious about Zenji voicelines! Can i ask for them, please?

@yuri-is-online YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT OVERWHELMING ME although I appreciate the concern!! If I get overwhelmed or need a break I just put it aside until I'm ready or have the time and energy and attention span or ideas if necessary haha so no need to worry there 'u' (Also. . .good luck with those fics lolol)

ZENJI IS OUR LAST BOI. Until we get Ed and Lyca anyway. Which will honestly probably be in like. A week or two. Possibly less. I had my suspicions when I first read his that he was a ghost lol knowing he is. . .it gives them a little different feeling I guess haha.

Hello: (the first time the game is opened after that character is set as home screen NPC. Only happens once per day, unless the character is switched out and back.)

"Why, hello there, my dear. Suppose we kick off another swanky day here?"

You've Got Mail: (whenever there's something in the inbox, usually Arena rewards)

"Come now, read those messages out, won't you? They're fan letters for me, aren't they? ...They're not?"

Default: (requires no affinity, has no time constraints)

"You want to know the meaning of my words? I see— I'll have to give you a lecture on romanticism."

"What's this? Well, it's a biwa, of course. It's a biwa just as you are yourself."

what does that mean tho. . .i mean i get what it means but also it feels like it must mean something. . . .

"Girls, be ambitious... Dream big, my dear."

proud women enjoyer zenji kotodama

"A man who's everywhere but can be found nowhere... That's what it means to be an inspired man of the quill."

i think that's just what it means to be a ghost bby. . . . . . . . . . .

"Heh. There's no doubt about it. Zenji Kotodama is once again the most styling man on campus. These glad rags are the cat's pajamas."

Affinity 1: (between 5am and 11am)

"Come now, let's depart in search of something sensational."

Affinity 2: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Oh, have you come to see me? This is troubling. I'm afraid I'm out of autographs."

where have you been distributing them. . .?

Affinity 3: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"What am I doing here? ...I'm people-watching."

Affinity 4: (between 8pm and 5am)

"Ordinarily I ask for write-ins for my advice salon on the World Wide Web...but tonight, I'm taking it out into the field."

i wonder if he's waiting to encounter people who'll be able to see and hear him or if he's just like. . .genuinely ignoring/forgetting/disregarding that he isn't seen or heard. . .or maybe he was ignored a lot in his lifetime too so he doesn't question that people don't respond. . . .

Affinity 5: (between 8pm and 5am)

"The moon is beautiful... I always look forward to passing the hours in conversation with you and Towa on nights like these."

i thought you didn't hang around jabberwock after dark because the dark was dangerous tho. . .maybe if the moon is big and bright he doesn't mind because it's not as dark lolol

Affinity 6: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"My folktale videos? I filmed them at Haku's behest, but I can't imagine these old things will capture my fans' hearts..."

based on that the Urashima Taro video has his voice in it but his character story recording doesn't have him or his voice in it(and Haku deliberately tries to make the background interesting because he knows it'll only be the background and biwa sounds,) I think his voice can be recorded but if he's visibly in the recording it won't be captured? That or Haku has recording equipment that can capture ghost voices, but not images???

Affinity 7: (between 11am and 4pm)

"It truly is the age of YouTube. Can you fathom the romance of my artistry spreading to all four corners of the globe?"

Affinity 8: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Every tool has its own knack you've got to acquire to use it properly. Behold— my mastery with a fishing pole!"

Affinity 9: (between 8pm and 5am)

"This doll here is special. The moment I met him I felt a destiny such that I knew we couldn't be strangers."

Affinity 10: (between 10pm and midnight)

"Oh, I didn't mean to give you a fright... I ought to have expected this. A sudden brush with an inspired man of the quill would take anyone's breath away."

Affinity 11: (between 5am and 11am)

"Have you got any siblings, my dear? Why no, I don't mean anything by it. Just a little morning conversation."

i can imagine him looking fondly at his doll as he says he doesn't mean anything by it. His sibling isn't one of the most important things in the world to him or anything. He's just making conversation. btw in Japanese he says "morning talk" which sounds an awful lot like "pillow talk" to me and idk how many people would be comfortable discussing their siblings after the deed--

Affinity 12: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Are you going to Mortkranken, my dear? ...I see. No, I don't mean anything by it. Are you hurt? I hope you'll take care."

so while it makes sense for Zenji to ask this as he is noted in his profile to be a worrywart, not to mention he died on campus, but also. . .y'know, his brother lives there.

Affinity 13: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you. Apparently my footsteps give the general students the heebie-jeebies..."

In Japanese it does clarify that he moves without the sound of footsteps at all because the general students freak out hearing his footsteps since they can't see him

Affinity 14: (between 5am and 11am)

"A swanky morning calls for a swanky breakfast, and some swanky radio calisthenics."

apparently radio calisthenics are still pretty popular in japan. in any case man are you sure you died like a year ago you sound so old

Affinity 15: (between 5am and 11am)

"Why, Subaru hasn't risen yet. Go ahead and wake him, won't you, my dear? I'll accompany your efforts from here with my biwa."

Affinity 16: (between 11am and 4pm)

"A burst of inspiration has taken hold of me... No. The ghost of artistry has possessed my soul!"

okay well be careful with ghosts taking over your soul you don't have a ton left if you lose that--

Affinity 17: (between 10pm and midnight)

"To be a Darkwick student is to greet danger as an old friend... But I hope that Haku and Subaru have a long life ahead of them."

Affinity 18: (between 8pm and 5am)

"Zenji Kotodama is a wonderful name, don't you think? A sensational name befitting of my sensational sensibilities."

Affinity 19: (between 10pm and midnight)

"Trouble sleeping? Then I'll read you a story. How about Urashima Taro?"

Affinity 20: (between 5am and 11am)

"I was standing by your pillow last night? Horsefeathers, I'd never. I was there the night before last."

BABY I DON'T THINK THAT'S BETTER. YOU ARE STILL WATCHING THEM SLEEP. WHAT ELSE DO YOU WATCH THEM DO.

Affinity 21: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Go ahead and eat. No, don't give me another thought—I'm on a diet, you see. Watching you is enough food for my soul."

you see why i suspected initially that he didn't know he was dead? can you eat at all buddy?? i don't think it's a diet if you've lost the ability to consume food. . . .

Affinity 22: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Haku's busy today—film me in his stead, won't you?"

Affinity 23: (between 8pm and 5am)

"I've got a little story about a hapless fool of a man... I'm sure it's hardly worth listening to. I wonder if I'll ever get the chance to share it with you?"

the true stories seem like the ones he wants to avoid. . .'a hapless fool of a man's story that isn't worth listening to but i'd still like to share' sounds an awful lot like it must be about him and his life. . . . In Japanese he says 「救いようのない、馬鹿な男の物語さ」 "it's the story of an irredeemable/hopeless, stupid man.". . .who did you hurt, Zenji?

Affinity 24: (between 10pm and midnight)

"To be able to look into your eyes and bid you good night... I'm the luckiest fella for miles around."

Affinity 25(max): (no time constraints)

"Maybe we did meet too late. But it's all right. I promise I'll find you in the next life."

but. . .but we have this life. . .although this is one of the few acknowledgements he really gives of his own ghostly nature. He wants to be able to live with you. To be tangibly there for you, to touch you and support you, to be able to show you off to others. . .but he can't be recognized. He can't be seen or heard but by a select few, it's only thanks to Haku that he can be seen or heard by you. It's too late for something 'real' now. So he can plan for the future. For the next life. He'll find you when you're both alive and then you can do everything you'd want to do with a real physical boyfriend. He promises.

Spring: (March-May) (between 5am and 11am)

"In spring, the dawn... Red tinges the slowly paling mountain rim... Ah... These mountain fellas must've been goofy for some doll..."

(between 11am and 4pm)

"There is hope buried under the cherry trees... It means that spring is the season of chance encounters."

isn't the like. rumor that cherry blossoms are pink because they dye their petals with the blood of corpses buried beneath them or something? i swear i read that somewhere. apparently it comes from a poem. is hope a body buried under a sakura tree. is that where they buried you, Zenji?

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"The cherry blossoms of Hotarubi are ephemeral—they bloom only to be quickly washed away by the rain. But I am rather fond of that way of life."

Zenji simultaneously lives in Acceptance and Denial stages of grief it seems lol

(between 8pm and 5am)

"The beauty of the cherry blossoms under the night sky inspired me to pick up my pen... Oh, it has gotten easier to lift."

Summer: (June-August) (between 5am and 11am)

"Have you seen him!? Who? Why, my doll, of course! This is very troubling. I've got to find him before the boogeymen stir!"

. . .somehow this reminds me of the Jiro dialogue where he's like "if Yuri asks where I am, tell him i went to bed, i'm going out" lol if the doll reminds him of Jiro, it seems to make sense that now and then it wanders off on its own. I wonder where it's going though?

(between 11am and 4pm)

"My ideal summer vacation? I wish to lay down my burdens in the springs of Yugawara and pursue my wordsmithery in peace, as so many greats have done before me."

Yugawara is a hot spring town in Japan! Apparently since the Meiji era people would go there for inspiration and such thanks to the atmosphere

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"This master wordsmith studied by the light of fireflies... I see. Haku! Turn out the lights!"

(between 8pm and 5am)

"I heard a frightful rumor... Apparently the ghost of a dead student has been spotted around Hotarubi..."

THAT'S YOU. YOU ARE THE SCARY GHOST OF A DEAD STUDENT. PEOPLE CAN SEE YOU MORE BECAUSE IT'S SUMMER.

Autumn: (September-November) (between 5am and 11am)

"Fall is the perfect season for a new book, and I have the perfect one for you... From inspired man of the quill Zenji Kotodama, the fruit of his sweat and blood... "Body.""

(between 11am and 4pm)

"A song for you in the season of the arts... From inspired lute priest Zenji Kotod— Wait, where are you going!?"

why is this the one time 'biwa' is translated to 'lute' lol. . .although 'lute priest' does sound way better than 'biwa priest'

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"Gauging the literary significance of this video by something as insignificant as views... Horsefeathers, isn't it?"

yeah!!! don't judge your worth by views or follows, zenji!!!

(between 8pm and 5am)

"I've decided to make you the heroine of my next work... A beautiful princess who bites into a poisoned apple and falls into a deep slumber... and seven of you!"

a fascinating retelling of Snow White. . .Snow White And The Seven Snow Whites. . . .

Winter: (December-February) (between 5am and 11am)

"Good morning, fellas! Time for my biwa recital to color the chill of this frigid sunrise! I call it "Six O'Clock in the Morning.""

zenji nO PEOPLE ARE TRYNA SLEEP

(between 11am and 4pm)

"There's a rumor going around that you can hear a biwa playing in the music room when no one's there... I go all the time though, and I've never heard it..."

again. . .that's because it's you. . . .

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"The setting sun... The sky dyed purple... Your beautiful profile, obscured... (gasp) I've been struck by inspiration!! My dear, I have to leave you here!"

(between 8pm and 5am)

"Are you cold? Then let me warm you up... My dear, why are you scooting away? I'll only make you colder...?"

it really seems like he forgets he's a ghost pretty often lmao

His birthday: (June 19th)

"Is this...a birthday present...? (hic) (sob) I'm the luckiest fella around...!"

people don't give him gifts often huh. . .or he's just very emotional. both could be true.

Your birthday:

"I've planned the perfect day to celebrate the miracle of your birth... We'll start with an ode to you, accompanied by my biwa."

he planned you a whole outing or maybe a party! with all day musical accompaniment!! What a sweetheart!!

New Years: (January 1st)

"Happy New Year, my dear. I'll be making the first shrine visit with Haku—care to join us?"

Valentine's Day: (February 14th)

"My dear...is this for me? (hic) (sob) I'll treasure it always...!"

well given he probably can't eat it. . .fair reaction

White Day: (March 13th)

"I'm sorry... I did try to explain that a biwa recital would make a better gift, but Haku insisted I present you with confections instead..."

thanks haku you a real one lmao although music wouldn't be bad just. . . .

April Fool's Day: (April 1st)

"No, I would never lie to you. An inspired man spins fiction with his quill, not his mouth, after all."

y'know, i love the honesty! you keep making stories and being open, zenji!

Halloween: (October 31st)

"Why, you gave me quite a fright in that getup! What a marvelously queer celebration this is! So this is the legacy of westernization..."

no the marvelously queer celebrations are in june. although halloween is also marvelously queer sometimes--

Christmas: (December 25th)

"Merry Christmas! I've completed a new fairy tale. May my wishes reach the hearts of children everywhere..."

not a gift for you, but for the children! can a ghoul ghost and a human have--

Idle: (about 20 seconds without interacting with the game) (below 13 affinity)

"...And they lived happily ever after. How did you like my new story? I'd love to hear your— What? You weren't listening!?"

(13 affinity and above)

"Can you see me? Phew... You've been so quiet, you had me worried, my dear."

Absent: (logging in for the first time in 2 or more days?)

"Ah, I'm so relieved you're all right, my dear. I wondered if something had happened on a mission... I'm glad my fears had no teeth."

THAT'S ALL OF EM. He's really. . .he is himself the whole way through huh lol. At the same time when he does acknowledge his ghostliness(and oftentimes he does the exact opposite, simply lacking in self-awareness) he seems a little lonely and regretful. . .I wonder if he was always such a worrywart or if he started worrying more after he died, realizing first hand just how dangerous things could be. I'm surprised how few acknowledgements his doll gets, although I don't think he carries it on the home screen?

I wonder how different his personality was when he was alive. Probably not very different tbh.

ANYWAY IT IS HALF PAST MIDNIGHT FOR ME. BEDTIME.

#zenji kotodama #danie yells at tokyo debunker #danie yells answers #danie yells with anons #yuri is online #datamining cw #now i just have to go back through and fill out the ones i left out for everyone. . . .#a concern for a danie from another day lol #tokyo debunker

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melissaeilishortega · 10 months

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It's alright love

A/N so this is the one-shot that isn't finished should I continue it?

Summary: Reader and Billie have been dating for a while, the time has come for y/n to meet her family properly. Reader is very shy and stressed about it. Just a small cute thing :)

A/n: this is my first time writing a fanfic since my Danganronpa phase so 💀 also not spelled checked cause I ain't spell checking that. Also...it's Blondie but with our time iykwim like it's 2023 but it's Blondie cause Blondie 😍😍😍😍😍

The original request was very shy!reader but I feel like I did more very anxious!Reader so...

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Y/N POV:

It was three in the afternoon, I was resting my head on Billie's chest, cuddling and pressing soft kisses from time to time while listening to soft music. We were going to her parents house in a few hours and it's all I could think about. Billie and I have been dating for quite a few months but I've never got to know her family properly, I've always been too stressed and shy to ask anything or even talk to any of them.

"Are you okay love? You seem distracted." I hear Billie's soft voice say.

I've always struggled with my shyness. It was honestly a true miracle I started talking with Billie, she just makes me so...comfortable?

"Love?" She repeats.

I lift up my head looking straight in her eyes. How could someone have such beautiful eyes? How could someone be this beautiful to start with?

"Is it about the dinner with my family?" She whispers softly.

"I'm sorry bils, I don't know if I can." I answer, my anxiety is taking over even if I don't want it to.

"it's alright love, it's gonna be all good. Why are you so stressed?" She asks me. I can feel some sort of concern and confusion in her voice.

I sigh before admitting the truth. "I'm scared I'll embarrass myself because I'm too shy."

Billie giggles softly before putting one of her hands through my hair.

"Y/n look at me. I'm a literal copy of my brother but in different fonts and my parents are the sweetest and most caring people ever. You can't go wrong with them. Plus you've already seen them! Look, I'll always be next to you and you can hold my hand and squeeze it as much as you want or need. Deal?"

I smile softly at her words. I'm so glad I went to her party, I always wonder what would've happened if I never texted her happy birthday.

"deal."

•

It was currently 5:47 and we were turning into the street. I was doing good ignoring my stress. Billie had her right hand on my thigh (I'm Canadian idk in what way yall drive in California) and I was simply resting with my eyes closed, listening to the sound of the rain mixed with the sound of Dragon's engine and Shark breathing very very loudly in my ears. Everything was going better until Billie turned in the driveway. The anxiety of embarrassing myself started settling in again I could tell Billie noticed since she started pressing down softly on my leg to try to calm my leg bouncing which had became more severe.

"want me to hold you?" Billie said before we got out of the car.

I nodded before pushing the door open. Billie ran to me with the umbrella, shark running behind her and I couldn't help but laugh at their cuteness. I felt her arms snake around my waist before feeling her soft lips kissing my shoulder. We walked up to the front door and Billie softly knocked on the door before opening it. She made me get in and shook the water off the umbrella before putting it down to hug her mom. Walking in here felt like walking in your grandparents house for brunch on a Saturday morning, all warm and cozy. When Billie pulls away, Maggie turns to face me before offering me a hug which I hesitantly but gladly take. I now know where Billie gets her hugs from.

"It's good seeing you again sweetie." Maggie says before pulling away from the hug.

"Uhm it's nice seeing you guys again too." I say quietly, looking at the floor. Shit. That sounded mean. At this point I'm holding Billie's hand so hard. The specific thing

I feel Billie's arms go around my waist again before kissing my shoulder again. We could hear Patrick, Finneas and Claudia having a chat in the living room. We could also hear Peaches and Shark playing together. (Does anyone knows Billie's other foster puppy's name?)

"wanna drop our stuff in my room and then join everyone?" Billie whispers in my ears.

"uh yeah, yeah." I say quietly, I just wanna disappear at this point.

I follow Billie to her room, I watch as she closes the door. She sits down on her bed before indicating me to sit down next to her. I sit down and I feel her hand on my thigh. I look at her smiling.

"it's okay to be shy babe." She says looking at me with a serious look on her face.

"they know you're shy honey. Look I'm gonna be with you the whole time, you can go chat with them once you've gotten more comfortable. It's alright love."

#billie eilish #billie eilish x reader #billie eilish oneshot #oneshot

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williaml0ver · 8 months

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☆ <3 Ganji Gupta giving his s/o a cat ☆ <3

[🖇️] word count: 1535

[🖇️] warnings: g/n reader, fluff, comfort, crack, not proofreading any of this lol

[🖇️] author's note: did i mention previously that i don't know how to portray Ganji in headcanons? Well yes... did i give that idea up and started working on something else but stopped in the middle because i got a stupid idea? Well yes! I'm glad to present all of you a silly Ganji drabble in those testing times!

-As a cricket player, your boyfriend quite often had to leave your shared cottage. Of course, sometimes he'd let you tag along, but it was not always possible. Days like this were filled with loneliness, and as much as you appreciated Ganji's passion and hard work you did experience the terrible moments of emptiness.

-Ganji, as much as he'd prefer to stay together, knows it wouldn't be responsible. The bills are no joke. There is always an emotional aura around when he's coming home — when you receive a letter confirming his homecoming you feel literally head over heels. Then, once Ganji arrives he is welcomed with a cozy dinner and a long cuddle session.

-You manage to notice that your boyfriend, who sometimes may be hard for you to read is in fact acting a little strange, yet you assume that maybe the homesickness was still kicking in, so you decided to not confront him.

-Ganji NEVER allows you to help him in unpacking, stating that you've already done enough by keeping the house clean. When this time you hear no protests from his side you know something is up, you just can't wrap your head around what exactly. You're told to grab some luggage and bring it to your shared room. You decide to obey him to not raise any suspicion. After he's made sure you're busy upstairs, he begins his secret plan. Ganji sneaks out of the cottage. He approaches a small shed standing next to it, and takes your surprise to meet you.

-Meanwhile, you are still upstairs, folding your boyfriend's clothes and putting them into your joint wardrobe, feeling grumpy, yet grateful he is finally back. Suddenly, you hear him calling you. Assuming he just needs your assistance, you unassumingly get up and go downstairs. What you see however is nothing you expected it to be...!

-Standing next to you, you look at Ganji gently smiling. Then, your attention turns to his chest. Inside his partially unzipped shirt you notice a small fluff ball being carried in it, your lover's hand gently petting it. Unsure what to do, you cover your mouth with your hands and try to process what did just happen. The batter explains that he's aware of the gap, the hole he leaves inside you when he has to leave you for business for some time. It truly makes his heart break, therefore he decided it may be a good idea to give you a small companion.

-You quickly run over to Ganji, giving him a kiss on the lips, he then holds the small cat in his palms and gives it to you. A small group hug is formed. Of course, knowing it's a small animal, you took the batter's gift very seriously. You asked several key questions, including if there are furniture and food prepared for it. His heart melted after hearing you saying that it's like if you two had a baby to raise. Ganji knew that now when he leaves you will feel at least a little less lonely now. He also admired your dedication to help him raise the small one.

-Sooner or later, this moment was impossible to avoid, in no time, Ganji was once again called to come back. You spent your final night together cuddling in bed, his arm around you. You have placed the cat between both of you. Out of the three, you fell asleep first. It always amazed you how Ganji could sleep for so few hours and still be able to function properly. He silently watches your sleeping form while smiling to himself, petting both of his now two little ones.

-After Ganji left for good, he kept thinking about you for the next few days. Are you doing alright? Is the cat causing any trouble? Before bringing it to you, he hasn't noticed any nasty behaviour coming from the small creature, but what he DID notice is that this time you've let him go rather easily. Whenever it was time for your boyfriend to get back to work, you would always become very clingy, sometimes even shedding a tear here and there. But this time? You seemed weirdly calm. He later came to a conclusion that his small fluff ball of joy is probably the reason for the sudden change in your mood. Good, he thought, you are now more or less distracted while he is away.

-Another thing he wasn't aware of is that now that while he's gone, the cat is literally wrapping you around it's fingers... i mean claws. At one point or another, you unawarely become a maid at your own house. You constantly spend your time with your cat. It's got new toys, new food, new places to play in.

-As time passes, Ganji once again comes back and is welcomed by you enthusiastically as always. He sees his "child" has now grown and is being well taken care of by his lover. He doesn't mind at all that there is now more cat accessories around the house, it's just proof that it's being treated properly.

-After a homecoming dinner, Ganji decides he needs some fresh air and alone time. He however starts to sense a stinky smell. While trying to find it's source, he stumbled upon his shoes. He decided to give the search up and go outside, but then, the moment of realization hits. Someone has SHAT inside HIS shoes! and he doesn't need further investigation to know who is behind this. The only question in his mind is why? After spending so much time with their lover home alone, he assumed you instructed it on how to properly use the litter box, right? And the answer is that you in fact did. Though for mysterious reasons, the cat decided to give his second owner a proper welcome.

-See, small guy noticed that after Ganji returned, you paid more attention to him instead. Obviously, kitty doesn't like that and has to show this man where his place is. Ganji just found himself a mortal enemy - at one point, those nasty surprises became a cycle. Each time he came back, a trick would be played on him and yet you didn't seem to be offended by the vandal's actions. The cat keeps attacking his leg, bites him, steals his food from the plate, hides his socks in his small bed. What's going on? When he arrives home after a long time, the not-so-innocent-and-not-anymore baby tries to get your attention all the time, acting like it's in pain, all to make you less and less interested in Ganji's long awaited homecoming.

-While being petted by you, it mischievously stares at your love, and he isn't scared to stare back. They watch each other with pure hatred and jealousy. It can last minutes. They are barely blinking... it's like a forever fight who is going to win your attention. Ganji brought a monster into his house.

-"I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE..."

-You literally can't cuddle either of them alone. Whenever the other sees you hugging, he has to step in, much to the other's discomfort. Ganji's last straw though was when he found his bat scratched with claws and bite marks. He is rarely angry when he arrives home, but this one time he was extremely grumpy. Do you guys know that feeling when your pet randomly decides to jump on you with all their force? Ganji is a constant victim of that.

-Finally, your boyfriend draws the line. He is tired of being harassed in his own house, by his own child. You wouldn't even be surprised if he told it to find a cat job and help pay the bills. He decides to have a serious chat with you the next morning.

-While he was sleeping, Ganji has had a serious nightmare. He always talked with you about that one dream, the one with the burning building. You know it was very traumatic for him so you always comforted him. But not this time. You were so tired you didn't even wake up, and meanwhile Ganji was shaking and panting, all sweaty. He wishes he wouldn't have to wake you up, but it seems like there is no other choice. Then, suddenly he feels paws touching his bare chest. It's that demon, he thought to himself, expecting the worst to happen, for a goofy cat to make him feel even more down than before. To his surprise, the cat sits on his stomach and begins to, how you like to call it, make biscuits. Ganji quickly feels better, grateful to the little cat he got so jealous of before. Your baby fell asleep together with your lover holding it in his hands. When you woke up to that sight, you felt very moved by the act.

-Some time later, each of them began respecting each other a bit more, "maybe it isn't that bad after all, huh?" Said Ganji. What he didn't know, is that at the same time, his small troublemarker was chewing on his favourite sportswear.

-Let's say, you had to get both of them to your bed and cuddle with each other to calm down the situation...

[🖇️] absolutely devastated that Ganji doesn't have a plushie or anything... i'm like screaming crying peeing and throwing up 💔 well i decided to make an autistic yipee Ganji themed creature... i think i'll also edit my first two hc posts and turn autistic yipee creatures into Naib and William too hehe

#identity v #idv #idv hcs #idv x reader #ganji gupta x reader #ganji gupta #ganji gupta headcanons #idv batter #idv x you #ganji gupta x you

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atenea14 · 9 months

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Tokyo Love: Shinichiro x Reader

Part 1

Part 2 here Masterlist

AN: Hi! This was originally written in Spanish so tell me if you thing somethings weird! I don't think I should bother to upload the Spanish version so if someone is interested please DM me.

Summary: Shin saves you from a weirdo. What will your first encounter lead you both to? Will you be rejection number 21?

Warnings: Attempted sexual assault, nothing graphic. Self indulgent work, reader's appearance is not described but her profession is (easy to ignore though). Fluff in general.

Word count: 3k+

I got off work late, after a long day of putting up with people's bad attitude, I decided to go for a little walk before I got home so I could clear my head a bit in the fresh air and the quietness of the night. However, I think something, or rather, someone is spoiling the moment for me. I turn my head slightly to look back as I continue walking and I see a man, I don't know if he's following me or I'm just paranoid so I decide to pick up my pace and change the path. Unfortunately for me the man does the same as me and even starts to walk faster to try and catch up, I think he knows I've noticed he's following me. I get quite nervous and start running without noticing which streets I'm passing and that's why I end up in a small alley. The man is still following me and I don't know what to do, I see that there is a door at the entrance of the alley where I have entered and without thinking I try to open it.

- Damn it! It can't be, it won't open. - I can't help but speak out loud as I shake the doorknob with all my might and watch in horror as the man who was following me peeks out of the alley. My vision blurs with tears. Suddenly I lose my balance and without understanding what is happening some arms grab me, I look around for a moment and realise that the door has opened, looking up I can only make out dark eyes but I can't think clearly so I just act on instinct.

-Let me go, let me go, let me go, let me go.- I start to stir and it seems that I scare the guy as he lets me go and I fall to the ground, I get up as I can and without hesitation I get into the shop while he stands at the door stunned. I look around a bit and see a lot of motorbikes.

- Hey, come back here! - I turn around and it's the man who was chasing me, I can't help but start shaking, my vision blurs again and all I can do is run towards what seems to be the back of the store.

- Hey, hey where do you think you're going? - I hear a new voice, I think it's the dark-eyed boy.

- Don't touch me! What do you think you’re doing?

- What do you mean, what am I doing? This is my shop, you can't come in. Go away before I beat you up. -

I hear a loud bang, I don't know what's going on so I decide to hide under a table. After a while I stop hearing them but I don't move from my 'hiding place'.

- Hello? You can come out now. - It's the voice of the owner of the motorbike shop. I still don't move.

- I mean... I don't want to hurt you and that man is already gone. - I hear as his footsteps come closer to where I am.

-Where have you...? Hey, there you are. - He says in a very soft voice as he bends down to face me. - You don't have to worry, that man won't come near you again. You are safe. -

I stare into the boy's eyes, they are very dark but he has a kind and sincere look in his gaze so I decide it's time to get out from under the table. I try to calm my breathing to control my nerves a bit.

- I uhm... I... I'm s-sorry.- My anxiety is sky high and it's hard to speak properly, I take a deep breath and put my hands to my chest to try to regulate my nerves again.

- Don't worry, you don't have to apologise, are you OK? That man... did he do something to you? -

- Oh, no no. I'm fine, he didn't do anything to me... thanks to you. I'm sorry for the situation I've put you in and thank you very much, really. - I see how the boy smiles at me.

- I repeat, you have nothing to apologise for, I'm glad you're ok... What's your name? -

- Y/N. By the way, what happened? You know... while I've run away. - I bite my lip while I wait for his answer and I see how his gaze is fixed on my mouth but he seems to wake up quickly.

- Ah, that, well... that man has a broken nose now. I don't think he'll try anything weird again. I'm Shinichiro by the way. - He smiles at me again and now that I'm calmer I can see he's quite attractive.

- I, erm I should go. Thank you very much, again. -

- Don't you want me to walk you home? I can give you a ride on my motorbike. - After everything that happened tonight I still don't feel safe, I don't want to stay here any longer, I don't feel like walking home again but I also don't feel good accepting his offer. Shinichiro notices my bewilderment.

- I really don't want to hurt you but I wouldn't feel right if I let you walk home alone now. - Maybe I can ask him to walk with me, after all I can always run away if something happens.

- I don't... I don't want to ride a motorbike. - I cross my arms in front of my chest and grab my sleeves to try to reassure myself as I turn my head to the side.

- Oh, sure, no problem, we can walk, is that okay with you?- As soon as he sees me nod he smiles - Good, then give me five minutes to finish closing the shop and let's go. - Shinichiro looks at me once we are ready to go.

- Where are we going?- Just then I realise that I don't know where I am.

- Ahm... I don't know? - Shinichiro looks at me with a surprised look. - I just don't know where we are, I started running but I didn't notice where I was going. - I smile a little bit out of embarrassment and Shinichiro smiles back at me.

- It's understandable, don't worry. -

The rest of the way to my house is quiet, we walk side by side in silence and I'm glad I asked him to accompany me, his presence is comforting.

- Don't you like motorbikes? - I'm startled to hear his voice so suddenly. -Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. -

- No, it's not that... I think I'm still a little shaken up from earlier. It's not your fault. And I don't really have any formal opinions about motorbikes. I've never been on one. - That last bit sounds like an incredible confession to him as he looks at me rather surprised.

- Really? Well, they're great, mine is a model…- Suddenly Shinichiro starts blabbering about motorbikes and I realise something, he's nervous, it's very cute and I can't help but laugh. - What's wrong, did I say something funny? - He looks at me confused.

- No, it's just that... You're not used to talking to girls, are you? - I stare at him and see how he blushes up to his ears.

- It's not that, well yes, but it's just that... I didn't want you to be uncomfortable while we were walking but I didn't know what to talk about and I think... I just made the situation more awkward. - I smile widely, my first smile of fun tonight.

- Calm down, calm down, you'll end up with smoke coming out of your ears if you get any redder. - Shinichiro stops and covers his face with one hand and looks away. - "It's okay, you didn't make me uncomfortable, and I wasn't really uncomfortable walking in silence with you either.

- Really? You don't have to be nice, it's my fault for starting to talk about something that doesn't interest you. -

- Don't worry, I'm being sincere and we've already arrived. Thank you very much for everything. -

- Oh well, it's nothing. Have a good rest. -

I enter the house and I can't help but get my heart racing a little at the thought of Shinichiro even though the way we said goodbye was a little awkward and sudden but I'm tired and I've had a long day so I go straight to bed.

Shin POV:

After arriving late for the get-together with my friends, I had to explain to them what had just happened to me so that they wouldn't reproach me for the time I had kept them waiting.

- And you just let her leave? Just like that? Man, it was a perfect opportunity. - Wakasa and Takeomi start poking me for not asking Y/N for her number.

- It wasn't a perfect opportunity, she was pretty scared. You didn't see her but if you were me you wouldn't have asked her either. Yes she's pretty and yes I'd like to have her number but I would have only taken advantage of her in that situation. - Both Waka and Takeomi stare at me and sigh.

- So... Does this count as rejection number 21? - If looks could kill Wakasa would be dead.

- I'd say yes. - And Takeomi too.

- Takeomi! Don't support Wakasa! Obviously it doesn't count as a rejection because I didn't ask her out. - I love them but they're unbearable when they want to be.

I'm so tired and to top it off, my friends keep insisting that I bring something to Shinichiro as a thank you for what happened a week ago. I'm incredibly frustrated because I've been stuck on my theory all week. Why the hell did I choose to be a physicist? Ah yes, I'm a masochist. Luckily today I have nothing else to do at college so I can just sit at home all afternoon with the kitty.

- Y/N! You're going home already aren't you? - I don't need to look to know it's Rio, my best friend at work even though I don't feel like dealing with her endless excess of energy right now. - Hey heeeey, don't ignore me, here this is for you, well not for you it's for you to give it to that boy. - I turn around confused and I see her handing me a bag full of homemade biscuits.

- I'm not going to take them to him. -

- Come on, don't be like that, it would be a nice gift for your saviour. -

-It would be nice if I had made them but that's not going to happen, besides I want to go home with my cat. -

- At this rate you're going to end up wrinkled and alone. -

- I don't see the problem, my dream in this life is to be a crazy cat lady. - Rio laughs.

- You're so funny Y/N.- I meant it but I think it's better not to clear up the confusion. Oh no, I don't like the way Rio is looking at me. - Look I don't care what you think, you'll go and bring him the biscuits and it will be a nice touch because you won't tell him that you didn't make them. You need to learn to socialize with more people. - I look at her mockingly as I raise an eyebrow.

- Yeah, but your big plan has a small flaw, you have no way of forcing me to do anything. - She smiles, a triumphant smile to my surprise.

- Are you sure? And who's going to keep covering for you on your mini-breaks from work? -

- Don't play with that, woman. -

- So go see the boy, you know where he works don't you? Well, today is the perfect day. It would be a super nice story if you two started dating. -

- Yes, beautiful, starting with the key element of every love story, a wannabe psycho chasing the girl. - Even though I'm complaining I grab the biscuits because I know she won't leave me alone until I go see him.

- Good afternoon, how can I help you? - Shinichiro speaks without even looking at who has come through the door, he seems quite overwhelmed as he keeps his eyes on his computer and looks at it as if he wants to hit it with a bat. Looks like I'm not the only one who got stressed out at work today.

- Hi, I didn't come to buy anything, just came by to say hello. - Shinichiro turns his head so fast when he hears me that I'm surprised he didn't hurt himself.

- Y/N, Hi! I didn't expect to see you here. How are you? - He smiles and comes closer to me.

- Good...- I should give him the biscuits but I'm dying of embarrassment.

- Good. - We just stare at each other without doing anything, maybe this moment is worse than giving him the biscuits.

- Uhm I... I was just stopping by to give you this as a thank you. You know, for the other night…- I hand him the biscuits looking away because I can't handle the embarrassment. Shinichiro takes them without saying anything and when I look at him I see that he is once again blushing up to his ears.

- Thank you even though you didn't have to. - I really want to tell him that I didn't make them but maybe it's not the best way to change the subject.

- Yeah, and any problems with the computer? You were looking at it as if it had killed your pet. - Shinichiro snorts as he looks at the computer.

- You can bet on it. Lately the program I use keeps crashing and I can't update the orders or the inventory. -

- Did you touch something in the software? Or did it just start crashing? -

- I haven't touched it at all, I've had it for years and it was fine until this week. -

- How many years? -

- A couple of years, since I opened the shop. -

- Do you mind if I take a look at it? -

- No sure, you may. Are you a programmer? -

- No, I'm a physicist and for your information, we physicists program like shit but we know the basics. - It seems that my comment made him laugh, although it's only the truth.

I'm on the computer for a while and luckily I manage to fix the problem.

- You're amazing! It's working, what was wrong with it? -

- Well, you didn't delete anything, you literally had the computer on the verge of overclocking. Maybe you should consider making backups on some device and delete the old files, otherwise it will explode because it won't have enough memory to work, anyway I've partitioned the hard disk, that will prevent it from dying for now because it reserves part of its resources to work, the bad thing is that you lose some useful memory. - Shinichiro just nods.

- Are you sure you only know the minimum? -

- Yes yes, if you knew the dramas I have with computers too, you'd believe it. - He smiles at me.

- I'll keep your advice in mind, thanks. Would you like to go for a coffee or something sometime? You know... as a thank you for fixing my computer? -

- Oh, you can take the computer thing as a thank you for the other day. - Shinichiro stares at me.

- Didn't you make me biscuits for that? Then the computer thing is separate... - I can't take it any more with the biscuits issue, it's not my style.

- Yes the biscuits... I didn't make them myself. - Shin looks at me confused.

- Did you buy them? - Well, I've already said it, so I may as well tell him everything.

To my surprise Shinichiro just smiles.

- Well, anyway, I'm glad you came and not just for the help. It's good to see you. And I'm actually looking forward to meeting you sometime, if you’d like to. - Maybe trying to socialize more genuinely isn't such a bad idea. After all, what could go wrong?

- Yes, that's fine with me. Give me your mobile and I'll save my number for you. -

- I have it in the back, I'll be right back. - While I'm waiting for him to come back I stop to take a good look at the motorbike shop, there are a lot of different models. When I turn around again I am surprised to find a little boy, I don't know when he came in.

- What are you doing at the back of the counter? - The boy looks a bit like Shinichiro, they have the same eyes. Are they related?

- I was fixing the computer. -The boy looks at me with questioning eyes but Shin interrupts him before he can answer me anything.

- Manjiro, what are you doing here? -

- Shin-nii Who is she? - Straight to the point and ignoring what he is told, the boy goes his own way.

- This... well, she's... a friend? - The boy looks at him in confusion.

- You're asking me? - Manjiro looks even more confused. The interaction between the two boys amuses me.

- I'm Y/N, Shinichiro's friend. -

- I didn't know my brother could talk to girls. - I burst out laughing.

- Manjiro! What are you doing here? -

- Oh, I've broken a light on my CB250T. -

- Really? Again? -

- I had to show Kei-chan that I care!-

-What? - I let out a small laugh, diverting the attention of the two boys towards me.

- Sorry, I think I'm leaving now. - Shinichiro opens his eyes and before I can move he holds out his mobile phone.

- I forgot. - I take his mobile phone, write down my number quickly and give it back to him.

- See you Shin-kun. My pleasure Manjiro-chan. - I smile at the two guys before leaving the shop.

Sano’s House

- No way! Are you serious Shin-nii? - Emma is very excited about the news that her big brother has a girlfriend.

- It's not true, Mikey, stop making stuff up. She's not my girlfriend, she's just a friend, so stop dreaming. -

- Eeeh, that's bad Shin-nii. That's boring. - Emma pouts.

- Let me know the day you're going to meet. - Shinichiro looks at Izana strangely.

- And why should I do that, Izana? -

- Because you have zero taste in fashion and you need a stylist. - Shinichiro puts a hand to his face as he sighs.

- Damn you brats, leave me alone with it. She's a friend, full stop. -

Part 2 coming soon

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chels-void · 1 year

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Worries and a date

Sigma x Reader

" Ah—...how would i even.. "

You can't convince me that this ube keso man with one of the most hellishly layered hair in the universe—did not plan for weeks or tried to find a way to properly approach you without making you uncomfortable.

Every layer of hair he has is a layer of anxiety and worry, for himself and probably the casino, congratulations— you're a part of the layers of worry.

God has simply forsaken him just by birthing him with that haircut.

He may have panicked in the process because of his own thoughts; however, He's quick to compose himself and collect his thoughts.

He tried to not make it obvious while he was working, but the casino employees definitely noticed somehow, Some did joke lightly about it, Comically, he just sweat dropped in slight embarrassment.

He's never asking for help from nikolai again, he tried—but lets say he just found it "shocking." — I'll leave that to your interpretation.

He's trying not to suffocate himself in his own thoughts.

But he did get a few advices from a few people in the casino, some said flowers, some said food or just pure honesty with words.

So with that he spent WEEKS trying to see what you'd most likely love to be approached with, a very worrisome process he'd say, definitely.

He keeps glancing at your mannerism and actions throughout the week just to make it nice enough.

"I shouldn't ask them in a crowded place if they don't like that— would a more private and gentlemanly approach do well?..wait— no that sounds like I'll put them in too much pressure to accept...argh— !"

He certainly would ask himself many, many questions.

And you know what this man did?— simple is an understatement for this one.

He bought himself some flowers that his brain said reminded him of you or at least wanted to convey, Spent almost 3 hours writing something when the time comes he's approaching you, and a little cupcake of your favorite flavor, If you do not like cupcakes, assume it's your favorite dessert !

The bouquet looks to have Lavenders, roses, tulips and chrysanthemum, he most likely did some research on it for awhile.

I need me a man/woman like this, Good lord when.

I think he'd probably invite you to a cafe politely at a time where there's less people, for the benefit of you and himself, Works well in his head— Seeing that if you don't like being surrounded by busy noises of a cafe and etc.

And maybe also to save him from the embarrassment if he does happen to get rejected on a date and you walk away with a sorry and a bow.

Ah.. he's so dreamy 😔...

You'd most likely be the first to arrive in the cafe, but you obviously have your doubts if this is simply a hang out or a potential date, either way— you'd be satisfied.

Surprising that the cafe is so quiet?— calm.

Or maybe the fact theres only a few people in here.

And another surprising thing is that the waitresses/waiter's of the cafe escorted you to a seat that gives you the decent privacy you'd ever want in a cafe near a window with good lighting even !— just makes you question even more if it was just a hang out or a date.

You're internally giggling at this point, i mean— i would too, you already placed your bets it is.

Sigma made it quite obvious— a product of his panic and worry caused it, but you can feel his effort wholeheartedly.

He enters holding that bouquet, his little memorized speech of agonizing effort and admiration and a tiny dessert you'd definitely enjoy.

You'd giggle because he looks so silly and sigma just scratches his head in embarrassment as he takes a seat across you.

"You know... you're already taking me out on a date right now by just having me in front of you in a cafe— mhmhm ! "

"Ah..— do i say...uhmm..."

"I'm all ears, I'd love to hear it."

I guess he already took you out on a date before he even got to speak— but certainly he's glad it went well.

- @ ok chell | Twt

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maplebean2003 · 16 days

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Master millers daughter headcanon

Now imagine the anxiety he had probably when his wife was giving birth

Him pacing silently irritable waiting but cause he's anxious only to immediately be brought to mush the moment he saw his new family

Being terrified he'd be a bad luck charm or fuck this up somehow

Now imagine him hearing her first word be maxi buns and him laughing with his wife immediately picking their daughter up in his arms and cooing at her

Protective dad whenever someone gets too close

Him making baby formula while holding her and also on the phone

Him gently feeling her face to make it out since he can't see and just chuckling when he realizes she has his own eye shape or something cute idk

Him putting his glasses on her and snickering at how badass she looks

Him cursing only to immediately panic for her not to repeat it

her playing with her dad's long hair tugging on it even which hurts

Her puking on him the first time and him being sooo grossed out 'this is why I hate kids' he'd think only to see her face and immediately retract his thoughts with 'except her...she's the only acception.'

Him struggling so hard to properly get a diaper on her so his wife has to show miller how to fuckin do it and then he becomes an expert

Miller vanishing one day knowing he'd wind up dead at some point so to protect them he vanishes letting them think he was a deadbeat but nah he just couldn't handle the thought of his daughter or divorced ex wife finding him dead

Hence why no one knew for three days or showed up

Him actually having a tear slip down his cheeks as he dies knowing he never will get to see his daughter grow up

But smiling in relief that he got at least one good thing out of his lives entirety for once

Her

Her finding old photos one day of her dad looking like a stud in the 70's and realizing she has his exact old watch on her wrist having never realized it was his and just kinda grabbed it cause it looked neat

Or her having very similar glasses or hair aw

seeing big boss in the photo and raising an eyebrow when she turns it over only to see hearts skribbled on it finding out her dad would've been okay with her being LGBTQ+ as well

Chuckling lightly in amusement 'what a loser' she'd think not aware of how much he actually loved her

Wedding pictures dusty and not looked at for years

He'd look so happy and dorky in those pictures with his ex wife for once looking hopeful and even dapper even with his silly mullet

When his ex would tell him the news about her being pregnant miller would be flabbergasted and choke on the curry he was eating almost dying then and there in shock

He would panic thinking he would never make a good father but yet he'd make himself become one while he was alive

He'd shake and tremble when he'd feel the first kick in his wife's stomach and tear up emotionally but when asked if he was he'd lie and say no he wasn't

But a small smile always gave it away, he'd scold liquid and solid for cursing around his kid she's too little

Holding her he'd be shocked how fragile a child really was and he'd remember his own mother wondering if this is how she felt as well before she died

He wished she were still there to be a grandmother of this cool kid but he felt content believing that she was watching above

Just like he would for his own child once he'd be killed

Happiness For just a few brief months

It was the best few months of his life probably

He'd forever be glad he got to meet his daughter even if she wouldn't remember him and how he'd protect her with his life

So bittersweet

Sorry,I'm at work and just like

Realllllly love the dynamic and my mind is brainstorming so hard rn ;∆; I'm now sad

Had he gotten to live he would've been the dad that lets his daughter play makeup on him or like tea party time

Or maybe she'd prefer more war themed toys much to millers dismay and he'd scoff but have fun in the imaginary field more then the real field because at least when he Lost the imaginary field she'd jump on him and squeal and laugh triumphantly because she'd won the play time and he'd pretend to fall over Everytime surrendering

The only time he'd ever surrender would be to her and only her :'))

Now imagine them fighting each other for realow

planning to give his glasses to her when she's older to keep but never being able to because liquid wanted that inheritance first (aka millers death in a nutshell lmfao)

That's all MGS1 is is liquid being overly jealous that his siblings were liked better then him

The theme now in my head is bigger than the whole sky from Taylor Swift but it's Kaz to her :'))) FUCKING OW OW OW OW OW

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dilucsflame33 · 2 years

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Hi! I've recently seen some of your stories and really liked them and just had to send in an ask.

I was debating it cause it felt a bit....weird? But, hear me out, Werewolf Donnie. (I thought it was weird cause he's already a turtle but whatever) but I was thinking, Donnies out on patrol with the guys and gets bit by a werewolf, he turns into one and runs away from the lair because he doesn't want to be seen. But his bros already called his girlfriend saying he was acting weird! So being the good girlfriend she is, she helps him realize being a werewolf isn't all bad *wink wink*

62: Alley

85: eating pussy

89: mating/breeding (but could you do it more like Donnie just wants her as his mate and not necessarily to get her pregnant)

101: body worship

114: spanking

117: "safe word is pi to the ninth decimal"

Sorry this is really long, and no pressure to do this if it makes you uncomfortable! Thanks again!

Werewolves Claim 🔥

Honey, you didn't make me uncomfortable at all! I was mainly trying to figure out how to do this. 😂 Like you said, he's already a mutated turtle so adding in another animal gene to the mix is kind of like a science overload. So, I've tweaked some things, and this is what I have. Hopefully this is to your liking, my friend. ^^

I also apologize for taking so long with the request. >.<

🔞 Warning 🔞 NSFW 18+ Only

Voyeurism, blood, werewolf mating, body worship/praise, eating out, and feral Donnie. I forgot to add in spanking to it while I was putting this in, I'm so sorry. 😭

Word count: 4.7k

His body was burning, head pounding like someone was hitting him from the inside. Everything was going smoothly until a werewolf showed up and bit him right on the shoulder.

The transformation was a terrible process. He was sweating more than usual. His body temperature raised so high, it was like he came down with the flu.

Donnie was completely helpless during this phase; the poor man passed out because his body overheated, his brothers called out to him as soon as he hit the ground.

When he came to, he was in his bed, the covers barely covering him as he shifted and a groan left him when he did so. His shoulder ached, his head was having the worst migraines he ever had, and he just wanted to go back to bed and sleep everything off.

But he can't. He has so much to do and laying around will do nothing but waste time.

Getting up was the hardest thing he could ever do; like everything felt so sore even though he barely did anything yesterday. Yes, he trained like usual but it's nothing out of the ordinary. He just wants to kick himself for being a baby.

Brush it off, it'll pass, he thought to himself as he got up from the warmth of his bed and into the living room. He was too deep in his thoughts that he didn't realize one of his brothers was coming towards him.

"Hey, Donnie, are you feeling okay? You don't look too good, bro." Mikey says as he touches his arm, making the purple clad turtle jerked from the contact. The youngest took a step back, eyes held a hint of sadness.

"I-I'm sorry, Mikey. You just startled me, that's all." Donnie's voice sounded deeper than usual, the youngest noticed. His skin pale and sweat glistening. "I was just having too many thoughts."

"It's fine, my dude! Should have called for you next time." Mikey gleamed, glad that it wasn't his presence that made his brother jerk away from him.

With that both of the brothers head to the kitchen. Leo and Raph were talking to each other as the other walked in.

"Donnie," Raph smirked as he watched his younger brother rub his eyes. "You good, bro?"

With a nod, Donnie let out a sigh as he sat down on the many chairs from the dining area. "I'm fine, just have a headache."

"Probably need to eat something." Leo comments. "When was the last time you had a decent meal?"

The genius winced, knowing that he hadn't been eating properly. Leo and Raph shook their heads.

"Well good thing that I'm in the kitchen, huh?" Mikey cheered as he looked throughout the pantry. "You want your usual Don?"

Donnie hummed as he shook his head. "Maybe some steak? Make it medium." With his response, he looked up and saw his brother's expressions. They were all surprised with the genius's request. He was never a fan of having blood in his steak, it makes him squirm and has that bitter taste in his mouth even with the seasonings.

Mikey looked at his older brother, worry filled his being. "Really? You don't usually go for the steak, bro. Are you okay?"

"Yes, for the third time today, I'm fine," Donnie says with aggravation. His blood slowly bubbles with anger.

Since when does he get angry easily?

"I don't know, man, you look like you've been through Hell and back." Raph says as he approached Donnie, but stopped when his brother let out a sound he was not familiar with.

Was that a growl?

Yes, they're turtles but they never make this type of animalistic type of growl. This is a sound of warning, to alert the others of their territory. The sound was usually from canines, so how can Donnie make such a sound? This is very abnormal. It made the brothers stand on end.

“Uh, Dee?” It was Mikey’s trembling tone that made Donnie realize what he just did, yet the purple clad turtle still felt that growl start to form in his chest. He had to get out of there. It made him feel terrified of himself, doesn’t trust himself at this moment.

“I’m sorry, guys. Let me go back to my lab and I’ll be fine.” Donnie soon got up from his seat but it felt like he got punched in his chest, and could barely breathe. Then, the migraine that came barreling through was excruciating. He clutched his head and let out a pitiful whimper; his vision became blurry, his heart pounding in his chest as he could sense one of his brothers walk towards him.

“Stay away from me!” His yell caught the guys off guard but it fell on deaf ears because one of his brothers stood behind him.

“Donnie, what’s going on, bro?” It was Raphael.

Donnie could smell Raphael’s pheromones. He knew that the brute is an alpha, no doubt about it, but why does he feel threatened by that? Is it because he carries himself so high that the genius wished he could do the same?

Or was it. . .

“Leo, call Y/N. Something is wrong with Donnie.”

That’s when his body tensed; his heart pounding even more as his blood boiled.

They have her number.

Raph and the others knew his feelings for Y/N, so why do they have her number? The logical part of him knew why. You are friends with his brothers, or he hopes you’re only friends. Yet that other side of him, the territorial side, was burning with anger. The dark voice in his mind was seething. With Raph right behind him, it sees him as a threat.

That’s when he let out a muttered gasp.

What if you were with Raph the whole time?

What if you prefer alpha males like his brother?

Donnie’s heart broke with every thought that came through. All those times you two spent time together, the late calls and texts were nothing? Just someone to talk to when his brother wasn’t available? That part of him howled inside of him and begged to be let out. In that moment, Donnie let it and his vision turned dark.

He finally gave in.

Raph felt utterly useless. He has no knowledge in the medical field, that was Donnie’s job. Seeing his younger brother in this state has him blocked in all corners. He could have a headache because of the lack of food and water, maybe sleep as well.

He didn’t notice that Donnie started trembling until he fell to his knees. “Hey, Donnie? You with me?” Raph asked when he touched his shoulder.

Leo and Mikey went to help their brother but stood on end when Donnie spoke. His voice wasn’t the usual shy and introverted one. It was deep, guttural, and downright terrifying.

“Mine.”

Raph was confused. “Mine?”

That’s when it started to throw down. The brute’s eyes widened when Donnie turned so quickly he didn’t have time to react and attacked him. Raph grunted when he was being pinned down to the kitchen floor and went to push him back, but his blood ran cold when he saw his brother's eyes. No longer the beautiful hazel but bloodshot yellow. Not only that, but he grew fangs.

He soon went back down to earth when Donnie continuously started punching him, but Raph blocked every blow and threw him back. When the purple clad got up, his stance wasn’t the usual ninja stance that they’ve been trained to. It was more of a hunched posture and - if he was a different animal - he would be on four legs. He growled out in warning when Leo and Mikey went to pick up Raph from the floor.

“Geez, dude, what’s going on?” Mikey says when he brought Raphael to his feet.

“That’s not Donnie, not anymore. Look at his eyes.” Leo and Mikey looked at Donnie’s eyes and shuttered when Donnie stayed in that position, waiting for them to strike. “Those are the eyes of a killer.”

“When he said ‘mine,’ does he mean Y/N? He does have feelings for her.” Mikey says as he took a step back when Donnie growled once again.

“Yep, that’s it. He did get bit by that wolf, so he probably got turned into one.” Leo concludes as he stands in front of Mikey, big brother instincts kicking in and starts to protect his brothers. “How do we change him back though is the question.”

“We can find that wolf man that did this to him and get some answers.”

“How? He’s with the police and under investigation.” Raph says as his focus stays on Donnie. He lost his focus once and it won’t happen again.

“If we tell them what’s going on, then they will bring him in for questioning.” Leo says as he eyed Donnie. “But we need Donnie locked up for now. Otherwise, he will end up hurting everyone. We can’t let him near Sensei.”

“Got a plan, Leo? Cause I will gladly be the brute force.” Raph smirked as he cracked his knuckles. “This is payback for attacking me like that. Brother or not, you wanna fight? I will give you a fight.”

Donnie chuckled. “Best man wins.”

Leo sighed as he sidestepped away from his brothers with Mikey behind him. “I will give you permission this once, just don’t destroy the whole place. Knock him out.”

Raph laughed at that. “You hear that Donnie? Leo gave me permission to go all out. So prepare yourself.”

With that, they both collided.

Fists and curses were thrown as they fought. Grunts and growls were heard as Raph pushed Donnie away and soon picked him up by the waist, carrying him away from the kitchen. He winced when Donnie beat on his side, the one that isn’t protected by his shell. It made him loosen his grip and Donnie kneed his plastron, making Raph breathless. Since when does Donnie have so much strength?

No longer in Raph’s grasp Donnie kicked Raph in the face, making Raph spew out blood from his mouth. “Y/N is mine. You think you’re better than everyone? Well, guess what, you’re not. Strength doesn’t help you in every situation.”

“Well it does in this one, brainiac.” Raph growled as he charged at Donnie and got him pinned down to the ground. “If you actually tell her how you feel, then maybe you won’t go territorial on everyone.”

Donnie paused. For a split second, his eyes turned their natural color again. “Wait, you’re not dating her?”

“Gods, no. I have someone else in mind, bro,” Raph said as he rolled his eyes. “For a genius, you are pretty stupid,” With that, he punched Donnie in the face and knocked him out cold.

Donnie woke up with the most excruciating he ever had. Not only that, his face was sore beyond belief. What happened? He looked around the room and saw that he was in his room. He barely remembers what all that took place; the feeling of anger and betrayal was there, then the animal side of him took over and everything went dark.

Tossing the blanket off him, he slowly rose from the bed and headed towards the door. When he went to open it, however, it was locked. Did they lock him in here? What all took place when he wasn’t in the right mind? Panic filled his being, he needed to get out of here. Usually he doesn’t mind being locked in here, but this is different. He must have done something that made his brothers lock him up in his lab.

Looking for the keys to the door and unlocking it, he slowly opened it and tried not to alert anyone. His head poked out and that’s when he saw his brothers. Raph holding an ice pack on his face as he spoke to the others. Donnie’s heart clenched.

Did he do that?

Did he fight his brother?

“Glad that Donnie is in one piece. I was getting worried that Donnie will win,” Leo teased as his arms crossed over his chest.

Raph tsked and leaned back on the couch. “Whatever, Leo, I had it under control.” His eyes turned somber. “He got me good though, never knew Donnie could put up a fight. Turned or not, that brainiac got strength.”

Mikey chuckled. “Is that praise I hear? If Donnie was awake, he would be happy knowing that he almost brought down the beast.” He laughed as Raph shoved him, but the brute was chuckling with him.

But Donnie wasn’t happy at all.

He almost killed his brother.

With this in mind, he stepped out of the lab and that’s when eyes were on him. Raph stood up and sighed. “I may be bruised but I can still go for another round.”

Donnie shook his head, breathing rapidly. Leo saw this. “Wait, Raph, this is the real Donnie you’re talking to.”

Raph turned back to Donnie and eyed his being. His stance wasn’t like earlier, it’s the timid and nervous one that he was all too familiar with. He looked into his eyes and they were back to the hazel color. This is the real Donatello.

“I-I hurt my own brother,” Donnie says as he sidesteps when they were walking towards him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I don’t know what came over me.”

After that, his head starts to pound once again. He could feel that the animal side starts to return and he doesn’t know if he could hold on. He needs to get away from here. What if Y/N came in and he was like this? She will get hurt because of him and he would die if he had done something like that to her.

And he did what he was known for.

He ran.

The yells from his brothers were calling him back but he ignored them. He can’t turn back, not when he has control to get away from everyone. Donnie reached the man-hole cover and ran some more, jumping and running on top of buildings. That sickening feeling of his crush looking at him with terrified eyes.

Donnie felt tears pricking his eyes as he found an abandoned alleyway and took shelter. The purple clad buried in on himself as he let the tears fall, cries of pain left his lips as memories from earlier came rushing at him. He hurt his brother all because of jealousy and anger.

That’s when he made his decision, he isn’t coming back home - for his brothers and Y/N’s sake.

Because he is really and truly a monster.

“What do you mean Donnie is gone?” Y/N was on her way home from work when the turtle brothers called her about what happened earlier that night. The part where they were on patrol and a wolfman came out of nowhere, bit Donnie, then the genius turned into a wolf himself even though he doesn’t look like one - only the characteristics. The animal side of him was more prudent and had no control over it, even attacked Raph when he mentioned something that only Donnie can answer.

And it aggravated the woman. She doesn’t like secrets but, for now, the woman can deal with it.

“Donnie ran out of the lair before we could get a word in, probably guilty for attacking me.” Raph spoke through the phone as she continued to walk down the street. “Can’t blame him though, especially the conversation before it happened. Triggered his animal instincts.”

“Either way, it’s my job to find him?” Y/N said as she looked through alleyways and found nothing, not even a stray cat. “Good thing I just got off from work.”

“We really don’t want you to be part of this but it’s not like we had a choice in this,” Leo says as he eyed the many monitors in Donnie’s lab. “I don’t know how Donnie put up with this technical stuff, too many wires. How do you even log in to his computer?”

“You barely know how to work a phone, bro. You can’t say anything.” Mikey snickered as she heard movement from the other end. “Let me do this. Or you’re gonna get it from Donnie when he comes back.”

“Call me old fashion, Mikey. I prefer it that way.” Leo argued back and Raph laughed.

“Instead of walkie-talkies, we had to use smoke signals for Leo. Otherwise, we’ll overload his ‘old fashioned’ mind.”

Y/N can’t help but to laugh at the brothers' antics. If Donnie was there, he would laugh at Leo’s complaining about technology. “Well try not to overload his mind, guys. There’s no telling what kind of stuff you will go through without him.”

“Hey!” Leo says and she could hear him pout through the phone, making her and the brothers laugh once again. “I will get you guys back, watch your backs.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Raph says as he pauses for a second. “What do you have Mikey?”

“He actually didn’t go that far, but it depends on Y/N’s location.” Mikey was surprising everyone with how smart he has gotten. “What’s your location, Y/N?”

When she was about to give your location, the woman felt like she was being watched. Turning her head to a dark alleyway, her heart sped up rapidly when yellow eyes stared back at her through the darkness. The figure was tall and she felt so intimidated.

“Y/N, are you there?” Leo says through the phone.

The woman swallowed whatever was in her throat and said, “You said Donnie has yellow eyes, right? Well I think I found him.”

“You shouldn’t be here,” Was Donnie’s response and he turned away, the glowing yellow eyes no longer there.

“Donnie, wait!” Y/N called out to him as she went into the darkness. She knew that following him would be dangerous, considering that - even with the city lights - it’s still dark and could barely see anything.

“Be careful, Y/N. Bring Donnie back and we’ll get some answers.” With that, the call ended.

Sighing she turned on the flashlight and gasped when Donnie stood in front of her, almost dropping her phone in the process. His expression was something she wasn’t familiar with, but she won’t deny that it was thrilling.

She has to be messed up because he could easily hurt her, but she knew he wouldn’t do it.

“You need to leave. I told you once and I won't do it again.” He said as he crossed his arms over his chest.

The woman almost drooled from the way his biceps bulged. Y/N knew that he has muscle but, good heavens, he looks so delicious right now. He isn’t the type to show it off like his brother, says that he prefers to keep his strength somewhere useful. Oh, how she wanted to yell at him during that point. He is a fine specimen and she’s angry that he talked down on himself.

How can he not realize her feelings for him?

“What if I don’t want to leave? Are you gonna hurt me?” Y/N should be afraid of how Donnie’s eyes bore fury, but she’s not. The complete opposite. She was turned on by this.

Donnie was surprised by the questions. She doesn’t want to leave? Does she realize how dangerous he can be? It wasn’t until he smelt this sweet aroma that made him realize what was happening.

Was she. . .?

Y/N smirked when his eyes turned dark with lust. “You like me, don’t you?” His eyes widened as she found out his secret, then he became flustered as he averted his gaze somewhere else. “It’s okay, Donnie, I like you too. That’s why I am prepared for this.”

She stepped forward as her fingertips gracefully trailed up from his abdomen, plastron, then his cheek. Her touch burned his every being and the animal side of him growled in want, devouring her until there was nothing left. Donnie lifted his hand towards her waist and pulled her forward; their bodies meshing together as he leaned forward, lips almost colliding. The tension was high between them as more of the sweet scent of her filled his nostrils.

Does she know what she’s doing to him?

“Are you sure about this? I don’t want you to regret anything once we start this.” Donnie says as his eyes locked on hers. He could feel her breath hitched as she stared at his eyes then his lips. “Push me away.”

The woman snickered and gripped the belt loops from his pants. “I don’t think so. You’re too handsome for me to pull away.”

He chuckled deeply at that. “All right. You wanna play that game, then I’ll play.”

His lips soon pressed to hers and she melted into his embrace. Y/N knew she had to bring Donnie back home, but it’s hard to do so when he looks like he’s going to devour her at this moment.

How could she deny this man?

Not when she knew his feelings.

The purple terrapin growled deep within his throat as he moved forward and pressed her against the wall, hand her cheek as his lips caressed hers. She tasted so divine; the sweetness and softness of her lips was so addicting. Pop Tarts got nothing on this woman. Tongues colliding, moans and groans shared, and all he wanted was to take her on this wall until she begged either for mercy or more. Having his woman whimper and moan for both made his heart race.

He pulled away from her lips to her neck, trailing kisses and love bites as her back arches from the red brick - breasts pressing to his plastron. Y/N whimpered when he found a sensitive spot. “Donnie,” she moaned as his hands trailed down her waist and slid inside her shirt. “Hurry, please.”

“Impatient, aren’t we? That’s cute.” He chuckled as his fingertips gently grazed her back, sending chills up her spine. Donnie hummed as the turtle enjoyed the reaction he just received. “Safe word is pi to the ninth decimal. You better prepare yourself, darling.”

With that, he took off her jeans from her body. Donnie wanted to destroy them but she said otherwise, and doesn't want his brothers seeing her in this predicament. The genius can’t help but to laugh at the irony. She’s worried about his brothers seeing her but they are completely in the open.

“Honey, you do realize we are in an alley. Even if it is abandoned, someone will come through here at any time.” She gasped when he lifted her up by her waist and had her legs over his shoulders while he stood. “Imagine someone walking down this way and seeing you like this. Legs spread while a man takes you to another realm with his tongue.”

Y/N moaned as he delved into her heat; his tongue dragged over her sensitive pearl and she mewled out her pleasure only for him. Donnie growled as he tasted her for the first time and he had to dive in for more, whimpers and moans were heard from the woman above him when he delved his tongue deeper from within. Her words of praise left her swollen lips as she rocked her hips, legs shaking by the ecstasy he’s delivering.

His hand came around her and pressed over her pearl, smirking when his woman had to cover her mouth from screaming. His tongue was too good. Felt so good. And the woman came without giving him a warning, but he wasn’t complaining. The complete opposite. He took pride knowing he was the one giving her the pleasure, taking her this high. He drank from her, every single drop until she quake from the overstimulation.

“You’re so beautiful, darling. Your body is so gorgeous and I will eat this dessert everyday if you let me, you taste so delicious.” He growled when he finished but he dove right back in, making the woman above him squirm from it all. Curses and tongues were spilling from her throat as she gripped his head, the woman looked down to him and she wanted to spill everything right there.

His eyes were darker than usual. Yellow, yes, but there’s some predatory about his gaze and she felt so small. Just him picking her up and having her legs over his shoulders - showing her his strength - has her heart doing cartwheels and somersaults. Whatever insecurities she had, they were thrown to the window. Cause if her man looks at her like she was his only meal and will devour her with any chance he could get, then sign her up!

She will gladly offer to this man before her.

With her mouth still covered, she wailed as she came once again - legs trembling when he drank from her. His groans and growls were everything, they resonated to her femininity and she wanted to cry from how good he was pleasuring her. After he was done, he slowly eased her down and had her legs wrapped around his waist. Her eyes were filled with pleasurable tears and he licked his lips from satisfaction. He took a mental picture of this moment

“We’re not even close to being done, honey.” Donnie worked on the belt and unbutton on his pants, unzipping it, then her body went ablaze when she saw him.

She knew that he isn’t going to be average but, seeing it in front of her, has her drooling. And worried. Her insides clenched over nothing and Donnie chuckled at her eagerness. The tip of his cock rubbed her pearl in a teasing manner and the woman whimpered.

“Donatello, stop teasing me and take me already!” Y/N said, aggravation in her voice as she rocked her hips once again. Donnie found amusement in this and watched her try to get him inside of her.

“Do you claim me as your mate?” Was all he said as he leaned down towards her lips, his cock still teasing her. “Are you sure you want this? This is your chance to back out.”

Y/N looked up at him and placed her palms on his cheeks, thumbs gently caressing them. “I accept all of you: flaws and all. I want all of you, Donnie. So, please, take me as yours.” she kissed his lips passionately and felt him sigh as they delved into each other once again.

Donnie never felt so happy in his life. The woman he loved accepted all of him, even the animal inside of him and he felt so giddy. Overjoyed. He smiled brightly and kissed her forehead. “Then I accept all of you, my darling, and let me give you all the pleasure I could give.”

With that, they became one.

Everything was a blur; the adrenaline and the burning passion that flowed within their veins as they relinquished with one another. Even if it was from a dark alley, they could care less on who could walk by. His hand gripping the wall while the other held her waist and gave the best passionate, love making he could offer.

And she went up so high.

The ecstasy and the burning heat from their bodies as they collided with each other was tremendous. This was hard to believe that Donnie never did this before; never felt this type of passion and love in his life, especially from a human woman. His heart could burst from how happy he was. She took in everything of him, and her body quakes from the intensity of his passion. Eyes glisten with pleasurable tears as she spoke out her pleasure with moans and wails.

He kissed her once again; he was starving for her taste. The sweetness of her kisses. She pulled him in even more with her arms and legs, tongue swirled with each other in a beautiful dance. They both pull away and gasp as their wave of passion slowly peaks. Donnie kissed her neck and she tilted it for more access, then she let out a silent scream when his fangs pierced her flesh. Through the pain, she came with such ferocity that the man above her trembled. His deep groans vibrated throughout her body as he, too, rode the waves of ecstasy.

Now, she was his and only his.

She is now claimed.

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fleabagsjoy · 16 days

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Ok so i just binge-watched Oniisama E (Dear Brother) and i have.... thoughts. And feelings.

(SPOILERS AHEAD!)

Not super eloquent ones, I don't have any type of degree or formal education on writing or media analysis, i'm just word vomiting what i think and feel without any sources or facts to back it up so i hope that's okay. And i feel like i should preface with the fact that i didn't actually watch the last four episodes because i dreaded having to sit through Kaoru and Mariko ending up with men idgaf about, and instead read a summary of those last four episodes on Wikipedia.

With that being said, i absolutely loved this anime, i had already watched Revolutionary Girl Utena and everyone who enjoyed that one was talking about this anime so i figured I'd give it a try too and i don't regret it at all. The characters, the setting, the ANIMATION, the main plot and subplots (some of which i enjoyed more than others), i enjoyed it all.

I don't want to point out the obvious about the ending, we all know. But i was prepared, went in with the mindset of completely ignoring eps 36-39, specially the "Real Love is Heterosexual Love" speech that it pulls in the last couple episodes, so i'm not that upset by it. I will say that putting "you will only know what true love is when you find a man for yourself" is some twisted, sexist and lesbophobic stuff to put in an anime where Nanako, Rei and Mariko canonically fall in love with girls and whoever came up with that will not be seeing the pearly gates of heaven. And if that wasn't enough, they had to make the girls end up with men because uuhhh i guess they have to! But anyways, i still read the summary of what happened in those last four episodes.

I read a review from 3 years ago by medivhtirisfal that mentioned this and i'm so glad i'm not the only one but this really reminds me of a series of books that i used to collect when i was younger about an all girls boarding school and all types of adventures and mischief they got up to (the St. Clare's series) and i guess part of me always craved more of that. Oniisama E scratched that itch i suppose, i'll always crave all female casts and to see interactions and relationships that form between them, all types of relationships really: sisterhood, platonic, romantic, sexual, healthy, toxic, simple, complex... women stories matter! And i love when they're the center and backbone of the plot.

Now back to the actual anime. I haven't read the manga yet, don't think i will for a while even though i do like the mangakas artstyle from the few panels i've seen. But like i mentioned, Oniisama E reminds me of those books i used to collect, it's a string of events that happen during the first school year at an all-girls academy of our main character Misonoo Nanako.

It was very satisfying to see Nanako be a bit more submissive when everything and everyone was new to her vs. becoming more confident in her decisions and standing up for herself and others she cares about later on. She was always very caring for others, but i do feel like she let herself be shoved around in the first few episodes so seeing her stand up for Rei against Fukiko and quit the Sorority because of her loyalty not just to Mariko, but to herself and her values, made her one of my favorite characters. Also who can't relate to falling in love with Rei... Asaka Rei was undoubtedly one of the reasons that got me to watch the anime.

I gotta prepare myself before i write a paragraph for her because wow... too much to unpack. I can't elaborate better than some other Asaka Rei understanders about the intricacies of witnessing her own mother take her life in front of her daughter, after telling her to protect and take care of Fumiko, and how that pressure of committing to her mother's final wish lead to Rei's confusion of feelings for her own sister, devoting her everything to her, even her life. I suspect never dealing with the loss of her mother properly is what lead to Rei's severe depression and inability to understand all types love and bonds that she could have with other people, seeing Fukiko as her beginning and end from that moment.

Needless to say that, as much as i wanted her to realize this and free herself from this torment so she could deal with her trauma properly, she had to do it by herself so she could gain some sense of self and build an identity outside of someone she worshiped for so long and SPECIALLY before getting into a relationship with anyone (r.i.p. nanakorei). She's the most tragic character in this story to me, all of this started at a very young age and she had no way to get out of it and when she got close to that, the plot decided to say NOPE. NO CHANCES OF A HAPPY ENDING FOR YOU. Bottom line is: she desperately needed therapy. Veeery early on.

I have to follow up with Ichinomiya Fukiko, a really toxic and abusive teenage girl with too much power over the other girls at school, she lives in a bubble built for incredibly rich people (as do many of the other characters), leader of the Sorority (an academy "elite club"). One of the best things about shoujo ai like this is that all female characters are so fleshed out and have so much to give to the viewers and Fukiko is no exception. I will say that i fail to see a character that has so much (negative) impact on most of the other main characters as she was very often abusing/taking advantage of/humiliating others.

It's definitely because of her upbringing but she always bottled up her feelings to keep up a façade of composure, with Nanako's constant defiance, after confronting her feelings for Henmi and her relationship with Rei, as well as after the abolition of the Sorority, we gradually got to see different sides of her. She's... complicated. Not an evil mastermind or anything, her attempts of sabotage seemed very desperate adn half-hearted, but she could still be very cruel and take advantage even of people she claimed to love. Still, Fukiko was one of the main driving forces of the story and i can always appreciate a character like that.

Of course that leads me to Orihara Kaoru! She is probably one of the most consistent characters in the anime, loyal, determined and resolute, very sure of where she stands, oh my god... i'd crush on her so hard too if i was one of the girls at the academy. I loved the relationship she had with Rei, the soulmateism was off the charts, they had an incredibly intimate bond that no one could replicate and, besides Nanako, i felt for her the most when Rei passed away. I'm pretty sure her having to face the past between her and Henmi was also a big part of her character but again, i really don't wanna witness how that ends so i'm not gonna elaborate too much on what happens in the last four episodes, which is unfortunate because i'm sure a lot of her own development as a character happens in those but whatever...

I didn't expect this when i started Oniisama e but Shinobu Mariko is my favorite character!! It took a while for her to grow on me but i love her a lot. Mariko is mostly known for the misandrist lines (which... real) and i appreciate that she never really changed that (until #those episodes but i won't consider them strictly canon for my sake), but she had such a great story arc with facing her loneliness and facing the problems she had with her parents. I'm no psychologist but BPD is heavily implied and from what i've seen by other fans with BPD, a lot of symptoms were shown throughout the anime, which i appreciate since Mariko wasn't villainized and was instead shown as someone with her own issues with boundaries and relationships at first but that she could manage and balance in a healthier way later on... it's not something you can easily see in anime, specially not from this time. I was really happy when Mariko, Nanako and Tomoko became a great friend trio who could rely on each other halfway through, another testament to her character development.

Tomoko was one of my favs as well! A lot of other characters were very interesting and had important moments in main characters arc like Misaki and Henmi. It's been a while since i've seen an older shoujo but the animation and editing was fascinating to me, very gorgeous, over the top sometimes but we need that! What happened to that! Anyways it's very beautiful, i appreciate it. The intro song will stick with me too and the damn Academy bell... Very melodramatic, but very fun, it's a hit for me!

I'm still grieving Rei so i can't really face anything that happened in eps 33-35. We're past making the lesbians suffer, NANAKO AND REI DESERVED THEIR DATE ON THE BEACH!!

I fear i will be upset by that for the time being but hey, that's what fanfiction is for.

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ice-and-lightning · 10 days

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Done. I've finished the mission. Not looked at the event yet, but it's time to try and sleep. Anyway, here are my collective thoughts:

Yanqing is a good boy who puts the people and his duty above his own pride and interest. He might be only 14, but he has more maturity than many adults.

Yanqing forgetting, or ignoring, to properly eat when busy is now canon (and not just my hc). The irony of him wanting to skip a meal to save Jioaqiu (and ofc stop Hoolay) is quite funny imo. Jiaoqiu would probably bonk his head if he knew that.

It's now canon that the Luofu are known for their kindness. I wonder if that has anything to do with Jing Yuan or if it started before him?

I would not want to be an enemy of Jing Yuan. It feels like he'd be an absolute savage. He could ruin your life with a word, it feels.

My hc that the project that created Arlan was secretly funded by IPC/Intelligentsia Guild looks more and more probable.

Hoolay seems to be able to smell borisin blood better than other borisin, which of course makes me wanting to add my Arlan to the mission just for the fun of it.

Yunli makes me twtich as usual, although they did make her more symathetic in this mission, thankfully. Though I still wish we could've been as Yanqing's pov on board the Skysplitter rather than March and Yunli (when all three of them were there).

Thank you, Moze! That's another thing that makes me twitch, the mess they always leave around, but then, I do love things being neat and clean. (also yes, I really love Moze, he's my boy now, ok)

I. Hate. Borisin.

The cutscenes with Yanqing fighting are excellent. I want more.

I'm so glad Jiaoqiu survived. Though, I wonder if it's due to that specific poison or if Foxians don't have as good regenerative abilities as Xianzhou Natives do, since he can't get his sight back? It's canon that Xianzhou natives can have basically any injury healed with time due to their stem cells. And since Foxians live a shorter time too, it does make sense that they might not heal as well as a Xianzhou native.

Dan Heng is badass, to no one's surprise. Love to see him let out some of that anger.

I do wonder how injured Yanqing got? Also, good luck making him stay in bed xD

We finally find out what's in Luocha's coffin. It was a part of an Aeon as the fan theory has been saying.

Also wtf was that at the end? Is Tingyun alive or what's going on? I know it was said she might be alive, but could she also be a clone? I guess we will see.

#ooc #hsr spoilers

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hongtiddiez · 10 months

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last twilight e3 thoughts feelings etc

so in the past ive watched the episodes and digested them and come back and rewatched to put together my thoughts but im kinda crunched for time today and have a mountain of work to do sooo i'm just gonna do this in one sitting and i'm so sorry if it's not as good or as coherent as what i usually deliver aaa. it's also going to be a bit longer than normal probably but i'll try to cut down on stuff that seems unnecessary or maybe just too obvious to comment on.

OH ITS STILL REALLY LONG EVEN WITH EDITING I'M SO SORRY.

oh them being playful with each other is everything to me. oh my god and Mhok learned, he listened to Porjai and he learned to organize and clean and do things with Day as an active participant so he knows where everything is and is taking control of his own life. oh we're only 3 minutes in and i'm emotional, okay.

i do love that we get to see the way Day has isolated himself and that while his family haven't helped there's also a large part of it that is his doing. ive said it before but when you're newly disabled it can be so so easy to isolate yourself. hell, i've been diagnosed for almost 10 years and i still do it from time to time as my condition worsens because it's hard. there are so many questions you have to answer, there's the anxiety of not knowing if people are going to be accommodating to your needs, and sometimes it takes twice or even three times the energy it used to take before because every action is a little harder now. it can be terrifying to put yourself out there again and you will lose friends in the process. there will be people that don't understand, that find you to be an inconvenience, that won't make accommodations for you, and it will hurt every time but saying goodbye to those people is always ultimately for the better - but it doesn't make it hurt less. as much as i'd love the realism of it, i hope we don't have to see Day go through that.

Day's story about his friend is interesting, too. he says he doesn't want to be pitied by his friends but the thing is. they just did that, they accommodated their friend, and from the sound of it they did it without judgement. so why couldn't it be the same for him? it just shows more of his anxiety and his fear.

"i felt like my life was worthless. all i saw in people's eyes was insult."

screaming. crying. throwing up. i don't need to say anything about this but i thought you all should know it made me ill.

"once i'm ready you'll be the first to get my invitation card." Porjai and Mhok's friendship means so so fucking much to me.

here's the thing, my best friend and i dated in high school, we were 16 and fucking stupid and toxic and our home lives were shit and we took it out on each other and we made each other fucking miserable by the end of things. we didn't talk again for over five years. it took time to come back together, to heal and accept our own faults in what went wrong. we stumbled here and there as we came back together but now? almost 10 years later i don't know what i'd do without him. that's my platonic soulmate, that's the one person besides my husband i can share anything with. fuck, he knows more about my life than my husband does because he was there to see me at my worst, at the scariest point in my life where i almost wasn't around anymore to see tomorrow. that kind of friendship is so fucking special, i cannot even properly put it into words, and for Mhok to keep that? to have that with Porjai? i'm so fucking glad he has that. i'm so glad he got to keep his platonic soulmate.

small aside, i love that Mhok consistently announces himself to Day. it's a little action but it's so considerate. he's honestly doing such an incredible job.

Day puts his sunglasses on like armor; like they can shield him from the judging stares or looks of pity he can't see. maybe someday he won't need them, not because his heart has hardened to take the blows, but maybe because he knows Mhok is by his side. because remember - it's the way they look at us.

"i heard you wanted to take time off and focus on badminton" Night i'm going to drown you in your own toilet. this is just furthering my thoughts from episode 2 that Night is ashamed of his brother and his condition, or perhaps that the family is trying to hide his condition for some fucking stupid reason.

the bravery it took Day to come here and admit whats happening to his is huge, but i'm also in love with the admissions admin saying sure, you can have time off, but you're not allowed to quit. you're not allowed to give up on yourself.

"we must live with hope, Day" and that's it. you have to. you just have to. every day is going to be so hard and so much, you'll have good and bad days, but at least in all those days you'll have hope. and maybe someday that hope won't be for new eyes. maybe that hope will turn into acceptance, into determination, into pride at what you've accomplished in spite of it all. in my opinion, hope is an amazing fuel but it's not sustainable, it's just a vehicle to get you to where you need to be.

Mhok asking a blind man for a tour, oh fuck fuck fuckfuckufkcufk-- Mhok essentially saying show me your world exactly as you remember it, let me in. see how things have changed and how they've remained the same and do it with me by your side.

THE WAY MHOK SHIELDS HIM AT THE LIBRARY. DAY DOESN'T NEED TO WEAR HIS SUNGLASSES LIKE ARMOR BECAUSE MHOK IS BY HIS SIDE AS HIS SHIELD. chewing my own arm off brb.

"and you also have me. nothing to be afraid of" because i will always shield you, i will always protect you, i will stand by your side AAAA--

on part 3/4 now, i promise i'll shut the fuck up soon. if you've read this far pls take this as a smooch checkpoint, i'm giving you a little forehead smooch. have you had any water today? taken your meds? relax your shoulders, unclench your jaw.

ok back to it - Mhok continuously having Day make his own selections in these various machines. Day's fate is in his hands, he can do these things himself, but Mhok will be there with him the whole way.

"my eyes don't work well but my legs do just fine." this is such a massive leap from the man that wouldn't even leave his bedroom, from the man that was suffocating in his environment. Day is no longer a dying man, a shambling corpse. he is an active participant in his own life again.

"stay close to me, that's all i need" bitch i'm gonna throw up, you can't just hit me with that after that's all i've been saying this whole time what the fuck.

OH FUCK ME. okay. alright. hang on. so when they enter the shop Mhok describes it to Day, explains where the jeans are, where the shirts are, asks him what to do and what he wants to take a look at. this is a direct antithesis of Night in episode 1 asking where Day was going to wait for him, where he could leave him so he could get his shit done. Day isn't being asked to wait, to just sit idle while life passes him by, he's being asked what he wants to do, where he wants to go, what he wants to see. FUUUUUCK. and knowing Mhok is doing this because Day expressed that he liked dressing nicely? how the fuck am i supposed to just go to my job like a normal person after this episode.

wow the shirt buttoning scene just made me so mentally ill. right now, Mhok is doing his job. he's helping Day get dressed. but someday? someday this could be Mhok dressing Day not because he needs him to help but simply because Mhok likes doing to for Day. there's the sensuality of caring for your partner, of running your hands over the planes of their shoulders, of skimming your fingers down their chest to pluck every button. it's an exploration and a declaration of love. if we get this again in a future scene and it's something like that please remember me fondly because i will perish.

at the bookstore Mhok recognizing Day doesn't want to wait, but Day has become so accustomed to the other people in his life telling him what to do that he falls back into that behavior - but Mhok doesn't let him. he prioritizes Day's needs and desires, even if it's something as little as finding a book, without being asked.

THE LAST PAGE IS MISSING.

(because one can't see his future and the other can't see in the future, but also because they'll make their own ending, they'll face that when they get there, but they'll do it together -- what if i lost my shit completely of it?)

when Mhok leaves Day to get him a drink the camera is focused on Day and the clear warring emotions on his face but if you look in the background Mhok hesitates, he stops and turns a few times to look at day. he's reluctant to leave him and worried. Mhok worries so much but it's always so understated or in the background, covered by the emotions of others he values above himself. (or overlooked because of 'what type of person he is')

while its anxiety inducing i do enjoy this regression of behavior because adapting to a new life is hard. you will regress, you will stumble, you will fall into old habits or sometimes old fears will return. its what you do after that that is important. the one thing i hope doesn't happen is i hope this doesn't cause a rift with Porjai. i think Mhok needs her right now, maybe not forever, but definitely right now.

HE PUT ON THE FUCKING SHIRT. THE FUCKING SHIRT DAY COULD SEE FROM MARS. OH MY GOD. i know this doesn't need to be commented on, i know it's obvious, but FUUUUCK.

Day's mom trying to weaponize Mhok's past and Mhok taking the ammunition from her hands and telling Day himself. the acceptance of the past and the determination to move on and grow from it. Day's refusal to let the past repeat itself with a new caretaker. whoo boy.

and again Day wants to see Mhok, because even bruised and battered Mhok is worth seeing.

if the last episode ends with "sweet dreams/good night" i will be burying myself alive, thanks.

THE PINK SHIRT RUINING HIS BAD BOY IMAGE BECAUSE IT IS BEING RUINED. HE'S MOVING ON, HE'S GROWING, HE'S BECOMING A NEW PERSON. FUCK OFF.

i'm so so sorry this was so long, every episode makes me feel more and more things and makes me analyze shit more and more.

tagging @benkaaoi and @callipigio as requested (if you want to be added to my last twilight meta tag list just let me know!)

#last twilight #last twilight the series #ltts meta #oat meta #mhokday #morkday

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thewritingofspencerrose · 3 months

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M.Hughes Masterlist

First Day on the Job

It's chilly in the arena when we enter, hand in hand, for my first day.

Only a week into living here and I still don't fully think this has all set in.

I may be working on a medical team, but I'm going to be the first stop of all injured players as soon as they're off the ice.

It's all on me.

"Hey, what's going on in there?" A physical knocking on my forehead brings me from my thoughts, Trevor's smile being the first thing in front of me, mocking and coy.

Part of me wants to just smile and say I dazed off, but this is Trev, he's my partner in

"What if someone bleeds out? Or worse, what if everyone hates me?"

"What's the worst scenario?" Jamie questions from our side, not even attempting to save his laugh, Trevor pulling me closer to his body. "Everyone hating you?"

"You do realize everyone loves you right?" They're tag-teaming my nerves right now, and honestly I'm not even sure that'll be enough.

No exam prepared me for the nauseous anxiety that starting a lead job would bring.

"They don't know me!" It's a lame argument, but valid all the same as I pause just outside the locker room door. I know I'm allowed in. It's where I've been instructed to meet Coach Cronin and introduce myself to the boys.

"We have all heard literally everything about you, I'm pretty sure I could tell you things about yourself that you don't even know, Mags," his words are meant to be assuring, but assuring isn't loading properly right now.

"Then what if I don't live up to their idea of me?"

Even if I hadn't already been on the edge of a breakdown, the look on Trevor's face as he takes my shoulders, his shoulders slumped and eyes downcast.

"The boys already love you because I love you, and that's never going to change. So we're going to march your cute little ass into this lockerroom and wow everyone with all that Latin-anatomy-nonsense that we studied the last four years, got it?"

Sorry Dad, you better be saving for a wedding.

I just smile though, small and wide while he returns my look. But Jamie's groaning, moaning on about something involving us getting a room, and I can hear the sound of staff coming down the hall.

"Okay, let's get this over with so I can go home and rant about it with Q."

The boys both laugh, but Jamie is the one to open the door, Trev taking ahold of my hand with one of his, his other covering my eyes as he leads me into the loud atmosphere.

"Okay boys! Put 'em away! My girls here and unless you break 'em I want them nowhere near her eyeline!" Nevermind on the wedding, I may just kill him here and now.

"Trevor Zegras!" The team laughs loudly, oohing and ahhing while I pry Trev's hand off, and I can't help but laugh as I look out around me.

These boys are going to make me cry. Correction, I am crying.

"You guys-"

Trevor's hands wrap around my waist, chin resting on my shoulder and I can feel his smile. "Welcome to the team, Baby."

"And welcome to the team from the rest of us," the one I know to be Mason greets, everyone around clapping. "I'm not going to call you baby, because I value my life, but we're all really glad you're here, Margaret."

"Maggie," I correct softly, Mason's smile growing as Leo jumps up like a happy puppy.

"We get nickname privileges?"

There's a joy throughout the room as I take in his smile, the banner saying CONGRATULATIONS in Ducks colors, balloons and all sprawled about.

How could I not give these boys nickname privileges when they seem just as excited to see me as they would an old friend. It's like they're seeing Trev or Jamie after a long break.

"Of course you do, as long as y'all keep from getting too beat up," I offer, sticking out a hand. "Deal?"

"Deal to do our best," Leo accepts, shaking my hand as some of the veterans laugh.

Gudas just chuckling and shaking his head as he watches us both. "She's going to run this whole show."

#the writing of spencer rose #original character #nhl fanfiction #best friends to lovers trope #trevor zegras x oc #trevor zegras x hughes sister #hughes sister #maggie hughes story

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garricks4thwingqueen · 4 months

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Always Yours: Part 2

Liam and Raelynn spend their last night together in their foster home. No Major trigger warnings besides swearing and slight and NSFW

Part 2

Raelynn’s POV

Word Count: 1126

“Liam.” I giggled softly as he bit at the nap of my neck, before getting up. The spot that he knew all too well can do so much damage to me. He took our letters and quills, putting his in the bottom of my rucksack and mine in the bottom of his. Hopefully where they'll stay for eternity untouched. “What did you write about?” He asked, getting back in bed and crawling on top of me, nuzzling his head under my chin. “And I thought we weren’t going to discuss the details Mairi.” “Hmm that was until I wiped a tear from your cheek.” I sighed. “There was something; Something that I hope would not be the first time you knew or saw it.” “Oh.” he questioned letting one hand wander until it rested on my clit, rubbing light circles. “There may have been something similar in mine also.” He breathed out after pulling on my nipple with his teeth. “Is that so?” I questioned looking up into his blue eyes and running my tongue across his lower lip. “Ok on the count of three we both say what that thing was.” He said in a low voice that was starting to get a little raspy. “Liam James Mairi.” I said ever so quietly. “Raelynn Ember Riorson.” He breathed out in a quiet whisper, his frame towering over mine, his lower half starting to push slightly against mine. We took that as our count of three more like fifteen now: “I love you.” We both breathed out with a sigh of relief as his lips aggressively found mine. We paused for a breath of air; Liam resting his head on my bare chest as I pulled him closer to me as if that was even possible as I rested my chin on his head. “Li.” I breathed out quietly after I placed a kiss on his soft blonde hair. “Yeah baby?” He responded as he flipped us around ever so gracefully so that my head was now buried into his chest. Good I thought to myself at least I can try and hold my tears back so he can't see them. “No sweets this time?” I giggled as that was his usual name for me or something to do with it anyways. “Hmm. You're officially mine now soooo, I figured it was fitting. Raes, what's wrong?” he said softly lifting my chin up again wiping my tears away probably for the 5th time tonight. “Can't we just stay here or run somewhere entirely different? Rather than face what we have to face tomorrow? I'm scared as hell Li, I'm scared of not making it across, I'm scared of losing you and making it across and it's only the beginning.” “Raelynn, I'm scared too baby girl. It's going to be ok and we get to see everyone again. We've got this my love.” “Don't let go of me.” I breathed out barely above a whisper, tracing the lines of his rebellion Relic. “Never. I never would even dream of it. And as much as I'd like to fuck you again right now it's also almost 1:00 am and we both need our rest for tomorrow. You know your brother would beat the shit out of me if he thought I wasn't taking care of you properly.” I chuckled softly as Liam adjusted ourselves in the way we always feel asleep every night. He was a side sleeper so he always propped himself on his right side just enough so that I could still lay my head on his chest. Our legs also interconnected each other's, Liam wrapping one arm behind me instead of the usual two tonight the other held on to my hand as his thumb moved ever so slightly over the back of it. “I love you, Liam James.” I said reaching up and placing a soft kiss on his lips; which he returned with a little bit of playfulness. “Goodnight Love, I'm glad you're mine now. Well officially, I love you.” He whispered and added “It's going to be ok I promise.”

Liam’s POV

I Looked down and smiled as I noticed my girl had already fallen asleep. I placed a soft kiss on the top of her head, praying to Malek that he doesn’t take either of us tomorrow. Even though I had to be strong for both of us, Rae was right, tomorrow was only the beginning if we made it across. Already knowing that Xaden, Bodhi, Garrick and Imogen made it and Garrick and Xaden surviving 2 years already halfway through and Bodhi and Imogen their first year gave me that sense of hope and strength that I needed to gather for the both of us. The last time we heard from any of them was Xaden’s letter about a week ago. Reminding us to find Bodhi after we crossed and to stay by Bodhi and Imogen for the rest of the day. My letter had more details then Rae’s did I know that. We shared what we needed out of each of the letters we got from anyone. Xaden didn’t put anything lightly in mine and I knew he was doing it to protect his little sister. If she ever found out that he killed someone their first year for bullying Garrick; I sighed to myself knowing how much she’d worry about them not being there herself. Xaden made it clear for us to remain together as we would be targeted as all 6 of us are; but he stressed the fact that we shouldn't be seen in more then a group of 3 at a time as it suppressed general Melgrans basically fortune telling signet. I looked at the clock it was almost 3:00 am “Shit” I cursed lightly holding Rae closer to me, so much for my fucking sleep tonight. “You really let your mind wander, Mairi.” I whispered to myself burying my face into my girl's hair, taking in her scent as if to memorize it one more time just in case. She always smelled of warm vanilla mixed with a mild lavender. On the other hand Rae always said that I smelled like balsam and lilac with a hint of cashmere. I forced my eyes shut trying to block my wandering thoughts to at least get a solid hour if not hopefully two before we had to depart tomorrow.

I felt the softest kiss on my lips in the morning darkness. “Good morning sexy.” I whispered. “Good morning love.” She said in a sleepy voice that ended in a yawn. “Are you ready for today?” Her grumbling into my chest was the only response that I received. “It’s gonna be ok love.” I whispered.

#fourth wing #fourth wing fanfic #liam mairi #xaden riorson

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Alondra I just read part 13 and I'm screaming!

Life have been very hectic for me lately as I started my new masters, and I needed the time to sit down and properly read the thing that I know now that is my favourite thing to wait for

Its currently 3am, I'm sleepless just like Miguel, chronically staring at my screens as I go through coding and other complex stuff (fr my O'hara era) but I needed comfort and I was like you know what? F this, I'm reading NVC, idk I was gonna stay up late anyways.

After all my rant here are my thoughts, in order probably of how I felt about the fic:

-First of all the SCARF are you kidding me?!? The fact that Miggy keeps it for comfort and reader knows and decides to trick him out on wearing it so her scent lingers on it, fixing it around her aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaghhhhhhhhhh i mean come onnnnnnnnnnn kiss already

-And then Miguel just casually putting the scarf on her cause whatever YOLO just do it, my heart exploded

-AND LORD HAVE MERCY SEND HELP I'M GOING CRAZY ABOUT WEARING MIGUEL'S JACKET

-istg I felt it around me, like a thousand sizes bigger than me, being cozy like a blanket? My heart aches!

-Miguel telling reader to be careful and then she sayind "I'll see you at home" I literally had to bite my arm not to scream and wake up my roomates LOL

-This part got me sooooo longing, cause this is istg my brother and I dynamic with my mom and grandma, is latino coded that I love it, it filled my heart to remember those days.

-AND ALSO HELLO NOT YOU REFERRING EDUARDO YAÑEZ LOOKING LIKE MIGUEL IM HISTERICALLY LAUGHING OMGGGGGGGGG (gotta say destilando amor is an amazing novela lol)

-I can't… are we saying we have a crush on him? Cause… sighs I do.. I long for him -I'm sorry I'm making this notes as I go and I'm ranting but this..

-Miguel… you can hug me any day baby you don't need to stuff a pillow.

-The blanket, the canelita, the talk in the couch… the yearning for physical touch, the new playfulness of Miguel… I was in tears for at least 20 min before I could continue reading.

-Little side note on this… phrase… my mind started to go places where it didn't need to be about my theories on spiderverse lol,please SONY IM BEGGING, I need for 2025 to come asap, I need answers and more Miggy.

-Anyways know that I'm writing this as a live reaction and I just stood up from my chair to go scream at mi pillow when I saw the word

GARIBALDIS, you finally did it I love so much MY HEARTTT IS GONNA EXPLODE!

You have no idea how happy this just made me! AAAAH!

-And in this angsty part… OMG… I swear I needed like 20 more minutes to recollect myself...meanwhile I'll give you this gaby doodle

-Okay add like another 20 minutes after you mentioned that Gaby sang Luna de Xelajú on the guitar, this whole Gabriella convo has my heart aching more, I need this little girl in my life...

-Not Miguel telling reader about his dreams of her interacting with Gabi and Gabriel, I'm on the floor once again, and telling her that they love her and she admitting she loves them too

-So for the next part when reader and Miguel hold hands while sleeping… I'll just share my doodle with you.... I went insane...

-The image of this alone will have me dreaming all night of him i swear, this became to much for my heart to quickly, I can freaking assure you that this is the best piece of FF reading of my life I'm not even kidding, I'll hold your hand as miguel did 🥺

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST

OMG WE ARE OFFICIALLY BEST FRIENDS THIS IS NOT A DRILL PEOPLE

I had to doodle them both, cause hello they for sure were so cute admitting it to each other, and Miguel laughing... AAAAAAAAH!

My friend you ended up killing me with the Chilaquiles part AND YOU MENTIONING IT WAS FOR ME AND THE GARIBALDIS TOO?!?!

ISTG I LOVE YOU, it means a lot to me 😭😭😭😭😭😭

I want Miguel to cook me some spicy chilaquiles!!!! awww! this was just perfect I swear!!

Well my rant ends up here, I'm so sorry it has taken me so long to get to you, but life has been chaotic! I'm so glad I took my proper time to read and enjoy this because I felt so many things reading this chapter, it was amazing as always and can't wait for what's next!!

Sending you pinky finger hugs!

Hola, Ana!! I'm so happy you got to read part 13 despite now busy you are!! Congrats on starting your new masters!!!!!!!!! 🥳🥳🥳 I'm so proud of you!!!! Also, I'm screaming about you being in your O'Hara era, haha!! You're truly embodying him with all the screens and staying up!! But in all seriousness, I hope you're doing well and taking some well deserved time off, at least a few minutes for your mental health :)

Also, I loved reading all your reactions as you were reading the part, haha (I hope you didn't wake up your roommates)!! But now, time for me to rant about this chapter, too, because it's been one of my favorite to write so far!!

The scarf moment - the way reader tricked Miguel so she could wear it and keep her scent on it, him placing it on her the next time!! He was bold for that and playful which skjksjh, I love this side of him !! But | agree, need them to kiss already !!!! (currently fighting thoughts on them kissing and doing more 🫣🫣 the thoughts are just too much)

Reader WEARING MIGUEL'S JACKET, I'M SO GLAD YOU MENTION IT BECAUSE I WAS SCREAMING ABOUT IT AND MIGUEL'S REACTION - mans brain was buffering 💀 but also imagine wearing his jacket?? I need it 😮‍💨 imagine how comforting it would feel? And his SCENT (I'm normal about this, I promise)

sjshJSsk reader telling Miguel, " I'll see you at home" - just me being silly, and giving you guys and myself a little taste of the future 😌 (once again, the thoughts are consuming me)

Okay for the telenovela part, I was like gotta include this because this was also an evening thing for my siblings and me with my parents. I also love thinking about Miguel having these Latin experiences, so I was like imagine Miguel and Gabriel sitting at the dining table doing homework while Conchata watches the telenovela? Plus, it gave me an excuse to include Gabriel because I seriously love him so much!! So, I'm so happy that this little scene allowed you to reminisce on your childhood!! 🥺

ANA I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD MENTION THE EDUARDO YAÑEZ REFERENCE - THANK YOU!!! I had to after seeing people on tiktok saying Miguel kinda looked like him months ago lol and well, me personally, I had the biggest crush on him growing up 🤭 (and real! Destilando Amor is one of my favorite telenovelas !!)

About reader maybe having a crush on him because she realizes she's found someone like Peter in Miguel....um, no comment. But I definitely have a crush on him (I love him)!!!

And Miguel stuffing a pillow into reader's sweatshirt - SAME!! I'm like, just come and hug me, Miguel, no need for the pillow (imagining things right now)

The whole moment with the blanket and canelita to have this talk about Miguel's past - I wanted the moment to be as comforting as possible for Miguel with how heavy and sad the talk was going to be. 😭 And then, both of them yearning for physical contact (because Miguel is definitely yearning for it, if it's not clear!!) I just really loved it because now we have not only reader but also Miguel wanting more physical touch!!! I can't wait for them to finally hug fr!!!

Ana, I would love to know about your theories regarding the multiverse and universes collapsing because it's something I've been thinking about. I literally think about it and then just stop because I feel like I'm losing my mind over it. I NEED ANSWERS!! And more Miggy content, too 😭😭

THE GABY DOODLE HAS KILLED ME - SHES SO CUTE!!! LOOK AT HER CHEEKY SMILE - THE WAY I WOULD'VE CRIED IF I SAW THAT PIC LIVE WITH MIGUEL !!! The Luna de Xelajú mention with Gaby - I hurt myself with that one ngl and I feel you!! I know Gaby has little screen time in the movie but I just love her so much and I wish we had more content of her and Miggy (Sony I'm begging for more content of them happy plssss)!! But no, seriously, I would love to have her in my life and look after her (I would even raise her, let's be real) She's such an angel 🥺🥺

The part with Miguel telling reader about his dreams and her being part of them, and how she interacts with Gaby and Gabriel and how they love her !! And then you also have reader revealing that she loves them, too - AHHH!!! It's like, you guys should marry already pls (Gaby and Gabriel are probably watching from somewhere like, "éstos dos..." 🫠 Gabriel probably tells Gaby that, "Your dad has one of the brightest minds of all time, but he's never been good at this romance thing. So, I guess we need to give him time.")

OK OK OK OK YOUR DOODLE OF MIGUEL SLEEPING AND HOLDING HANDS WITH READER AHHHHH!!!!

He looks so dreamy and cute 🥺🥺🥺 I love it so much I'm just staring at my screen (again) with heart eyes!!!! Thank you Ana ❤️❤️❤️ I'm so happy you liked this moment because I was screaming and ventilating the whole time while writing it!!!!!

AND YES, IT'S HAPPENING, WE OFFICIALLY HAVE THE BEST FRIEND TITLE (almost 200k words later) BUT WE GOT HERE!!!! And we had some hand holding action (I've been waiting for this for months ngl!!!) I'm so proud of them finally admitting it!!!

MIGGY AND YOU, ANA -IM- THEY'RE SO CUTE AND MIGGY LAUGHING 🥺😭I LOVE THIS!!! You guys look so cute!!! I hope you draw your spidersona with Miggy more because they just look so cute together!!!!!! (when do we get a spidersona reveal fr?) BUT SERIOUSLY LOOK AT MIGGY !!! NEED THIS MAN TO SMILE AND LAUGH

Omg and the food and mention- I told you I was going to add the garibaldis and chilaquiles!! I was planning on including them in part 12 but then the flow of the chapter changed, so I decided to leave it for part 13!! I'm glad it made you happy!!! I thought it would be nice since you've told me you love both things (and I also love chilaquiles with all my heart), so I'm happy you loved it!!!! And girl, me, too!!! I want to sit down and drink coffee with Miguel and eat pan dulce, and then have him cook spicy chilaquiles - PLSSS !!!

I'm so so happy you enjoyed this chapter, friend!! I enjoyed reading your live reactions to it hehe, it made my heart explode with happiness!! And please don't apologize, I understand completely about being busy!! I hope school, work, and life in general is going smoothly for you!! I'm rooting for you and again, CONGRATS ON STARTING YOUR NEW MASTERS!!! I'm so, so proud of you 🥹

ALSO NOT YOU SIGNING OFF WITH PINKY FINGER HUGS !!!! AHHHHH I LOVE THAT AND YOU!!! THANK YOU FRIEND!!!!💖💖

Sending you pinky finger hugs back!!! <333

#non violent communication fan art #miguel o'hara #nonviolent communication #miguel ohara #nonviolent communication fanart #asked and answered #the doodle of Gaby - my heart is still hurting from that but in a good way!!!#Thank you for the support Ana ❤️

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Shadows of Destiny

Chapter 3

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As they pulled into the junkyard lot, Dean took a deep breath. They were safe because they were home. He pulled the car to the side, making sure that Bobby wouldn't complain too much about him blocking the lot or the trucks or the trash man. It was Bobby. "Home sweet home!" He beamed, glancing up in the mirror at Raven. He knew Bobby would be happy to see her but also he knew that she was expecting a massive lecture. "Sam. Why don't you take the bags in and let Bobby know we made it? He can order a pizza or something. I want to um...give Raven a breather before we go in." "Um. Yeah. Sure. Everything okay?" Sam asked and Dean waved him off. "Yeah! I just want you to butter him up real good before she comes in. No dad talks." "Got it. No dad talks." Sam confirmed, snatching the keys from Dean's hand, before climbing out of the car and grabbing the bags from the trunk. Dean got out and opened the back door for Raven, staring off into space as he waited for her to get out, "Let's go for a walk." Raven filled her lungs with a deep breath as she laid eyes on the familiar junkyard. It had been two years since she left, and she hadn't spoken to Bobby during that time. She had missed him, although she was relieved to have left the town behind. However, she knew that the demons from her past weren't finished with her just yet. Looking up at Dean, she mustered a smile before stepping out of the car to take in the unchanged landscape of the junkyard. "Sure, Dean," she replied, allowing him to close the car door as she ventured forward. "Same cars. Same leaky roof. A few more stray cats. Just like you left it." Dean sighed as he walked beside her, their shoulders brushing. He walked them toward the tiny garden Bobby kept hidden behind a wall of cars. He would never admit to loving gardening, but the boys knew he was very proud. "I just thought we could walk some of the tension off. No sense in going into meeting up with everyone all at once. And I had to tell you, without Sam butting in with his...bodily noises...I'm glad you're okay. I'm glad you're home. I may be horrible at showing it but we're family, you know?"

Raven offers a gentle smile as she strolls beside him, noticing the garden that she has never seen before. It seems like Bobby has taken up a new hobby. Instead of merely assisting hunters with research, as evidenced by the multitude of books he has collected over the years, he has now ventured into gardening. "I understand, Dean. I'm truly grateful to be home and safe. I can't believe I made it out of that situation alive. It's unnerving to think that my inability to handle the demon properly has put us in this perilous situation. A demon is trying to track me down and end my life. However, your concern and reassurance mean the world to me. Even just a hug or your comforting words can provide so much comfort. I know you find it difficult, but you're good at it." She expresses.

Dean huffed a chuckle as she explained how difficult it was for him to show that he was soft. He was nice enough. He was polite to the people they helped. He even hugged a few! But it amused him. The reality was...he had a soft spot in him. And the truth was, he didn't like to admit it. "You're right I guess. If I have to lose a little bit of my street cred to make you more comfortable after what you went through, I can live with that." He teased, shrugging his shoulders with a smirk."Do you love him? The guy I mean. Like...if all of this was a demon thing, would you go back?" Raven's smile and giggles faded as soon as he asked her that question. Her expression turned to a frown, and she let out a heavy sigh. "I did love him at one point, Dean. But whether he was possessed or not when he started cheating and abusing me, I can't be with a man who treats me like I'm worthless. He made me feel that way every day," she confessed. "I've had the worst life out of all the hunting life. I thought I was going to be happy for once and have someone. I never dated anyone while doing this hunting stuff, you know. I did try when we were teenagers in school, but I hated hopping from school to school, and I ended up heartbroken anyway," she said, looking up at him with a mix of sadness and resignation in her eyes.

Dean frowned. Hearing Raven speak of the way the downward turn of her relationship had affected her killed him a bit inside. He met her eyes for a moment but looked away, snarling his nose. "I could have told you that dating around and getting attached was a bad idea. That's why I kept them all at a distance. Don't get attached." But he quickly changed the subject away from his habits, since she had never seemed very open to discussing the women he chose. "We can love people. But we don't get to have relationships, you know? I think we've all learned that the hard way at one point or another. But we stick together." He raised his eyebrows, making sure that she read his expression the way he intended. She was safe with him, and as long as she was near him, he would do everything in his power to protect her.

As they strolled together, Raven couldn't help but roll her eyes and cast her gaze downward. "I appreciate having you and Sam there to protect me, Dean. You've shielded me from those guys back in high school, even though I insisted they wouldn't harm me. Truthfully, I never truly connected with any of the guys I dated, knowing we'd have to leave every time. However, I must admit that your taste in girls back in school wasn't the greatest. I didn't feel the need to bring it up then, but those girls despised and bullied me simply because we were close. They believed I had stolen you away from them, and as a consequence, I faced their torment at every school we attended," she confessed, stealing a glance at him before lowering her gaze once more.

Dean frowned, tempted to shake his head at Raven's words about the girls he had essentially used in school. He had never planned to see them again. So, he didn't think of them...at all. "I never really thought about it. I mean, it's not like any of them thought I was sticking around. I made it clear...to most of them." He thought hard and eventually cringed at the thought that he had led them all on to believe they were in a relationship with him. He glanced back at her, "They were jealous because you had me. From town to town, it was me and you...constant. A lot of girls can't handle that."

Raven expressed her frustration by rolling her eyes, glancing at him, and shaking her head. "They always told me that you described me as just a sister to you and that you found me annoying and felt that I should go away. But I know they were being unkind, although it's all in the past now," she said, gazing at the garden as they strolled along. Dean shrugged, but he was taken aback by the fact that she was bothered by being called 'his sister'. He had always seen her that way, for the most part, because they were always...together, like he and Sam. But he brushed past that and figured he could pressure her for more of those feelings when the situation was more appropriate. "I never felt you were annoying. That part was just the jealousy talking." He confirmed, waving his hand. "I'm a little better now, right? Like...I'm a little better at communicating with people that I'm not the 'in love with you' kind of guy..."

Raven gazes at him and affirmatively nods, "You've improved, no doubt. But sometimes, women fail to recognize that. These days, it seems like all people do is hook up at bars. They don't see it as anything more than a one-night stand or as a reason to pursue a relationship. I guess I wouldn't know since I've never been in that kind of situation. And you, you've never been with someone for an extended time, except for that one girl you dated. You trusted her enough to tell her about our line of work.

Dean stopped and almost had a proud look on his face, at the fact that someone was giving him credit for being better. But then Raven continued and his shoulders dropped a bit. His habits were...well known. He took a lot of his frustrations and emotions out through getting wasted and having sex. He was just wired that way, from his teenage years on. But when she brought up Cassie, his nose crinkled for a split second in regret. "Yeah. Cassie was different. She got it. She never made me feel like a piece of meat or a freak. It was pretty easy to let her inside...and then she just, decided it wasn't what she wanted." He muttered, his voice a bit sadder than he meant to lead on. "I don't even know what a stable relationship would look like, anymore. It's not like we have had a lot of role models in that area."

Raven gazes at him, her hand resting gently on his shoulder. "I'm sorry things didn't work out, Dean. It's her loss. Anyone would be lucky to have you. You're kind, caring, protective, and undeniably good-looking. But, you know, we never had any real role models to teach us about healthy and stable relationships. I even considered dating another hunter instead of someone who's not part of the hunting life." She pauses, reflecting on the challenges they've faced. Dean's brain once again caught onto how positively Raven was speaking about him. He almost brushed off her words about Cassie. But she was complimenting...him. She was complimenting his personality, and all of the things that he saw as negatives about himself. It opened a weird emotion in the back of his mind. "Um. Yeah. Yeah, me too. I've met a few people that honestly would be perfect but then there's the small problem of getting attached. We all seem to have a death wish." He stammered out, finishing a little more put together with the tilt of his head. "That's why the three of us just stick together."

Raven's gaze softened as she looked at him and offered a gentle smile. "Well, once we started hunting, we signed our death warrants. I'm just glad we have each other... we should, I guess, get back to the house. I'm sure Bobby wants to see me," she said, clearing her throat and looking down, absently fiddling with the fabric of her flannel sleeve as she began walking back toward the front of Bobby's place. She knew Dean was trying not to get attached to anyone, but she had always felt deeply connected to him. The thought of losing him was almost unbearable, but in their perilous line of work, she understood that the dangers were unpredictable and unavoidable. Dean sighed and nodded in agreement that they should probably go find Bobby. No matter how much he tried to stall if they didn't go inside, Bobby would find them. "Yeah. We should probably go find him before he finds us.", he teased. As she stepped away from him and started to walk toward the house, he quickly caught up with her and gently placed an arm around her shoulders, tugging her head toward him to place a quick kiss against her hair, "Just remember. He's happy to see you...no matter how grumpy he is. He hasn't changed a bit."

Raven looked up at Dean with a soft smile, her cheeks slightly blushing. "I know, but you know how he is. He's been very protective of me ever since he and John found me in the woods. He could never stay mad at me for long. He treats me like I'm his daughter, the one he never had. Although, I wouldn't be surprised if he hugged me and then gave me a playful hit on the head afterward," she said with a gentle nudge to Dean's shoulder. Raven then walked up to the porch, took a deep breath, and entered the house.

Chapter 4

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