#also know as: Nero meets his dad day

[quasarden]

Went back to an old WIP and finally finished it.

Since I missed the DMC5 release anniversary, why not “Nero gets his arm ripped off day.”

[nerosdayinanime]

drawing my au sabitos- this ones swap au :)

I only really have 1 full scene for this au- and it started from me thinking him & Shinjuro both being depressed drinking buddies, lamenting about their deceased dark-haired beauties

When Sabito became a pillar he turned the water estate into a sort of training hub for all breath of water users, to try and help more people to mastery. He pretty regularly spars with people in his downtime, makes comments and tries coaching people from the sidelines very often

Most people are kinda weirded out by him- hes aggressive and stern, very snarky, but he never takes off the mask and it makes him look perpetually sad- sometimes he has this air of melancholy around him, listless, the mask fits in better when hes in those moods. But aside that hes usually very kind and genuinely tries to look out for the skayers under his roof, very hospitable as long as they stay out his shit.

So hes very well received, but no one has seen his face- ever. They have all kinds of rumors and theories about why he wears it, what his face looks like, what the mask is even supposed to mean. Some of the more daring(/disrespectful/immature) inahbitants try to sneak a look in the mornings before he puts it on- but he's always wide awake, sightless blue eyes of the mask staring them down from an inch away the moment they open it

Anyways, one day he's out in the yard sparring with a higher ranked slayer in front of a group doing their own training and whatnot too- theyre both intensely into it, movements hard to keep track of and training swords clashing so loud it echos in the area. The slayer accidentally aims at his mask, the mood changes with a sudden pressure in the air when Sabito deflects the swing and reaches towards them in a flash- a harsh grip in their hair and yanking them so theyre centimeters from his face

"Don't touch the fucking mask."

Everyone drops dead silent at the utter malice dripping through his tone, a moment passes as Sabito realizes what he did and lets go of their hair. He gently ruffles it and straightens his back instead of posturing over them

"I deeply apologize. ...I think i should call it a day." he says in an uncharictaristically quiet voice before putting his training sword up and going to his room

NO ONE bothers him for the rest of the day, or the day after, they give him plenty of space and try their best not to prod at him or tick him off like they usually do- the slayer who was sparring w him was scared shitless and tries their damndest to stay out of his way and not piss him off again. They've never seen him genuinely angry like that- he gets pissed off and annoyed plenty, daily even, but that sudden cold fury over the near hit of his mask was terrifying to witness.

[icycoldninja]

May I please request headcanons for Dante, Vergil, Nero, and V reacting to their female S/O who’s a famous rapper making a song about their relationship and her love for them?

Yes! Here you go and enjoy! 💜

Sparda boys + V x Fem!Rapper!Reader headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Would have your song on full blast, all the time.

-He plays it in the car, through the radio, in Devil May Cry, through the stereo, and even dances to it in his room.

-He was already an avid supporter of yours before, but now? He's an even bigger fan.

-Shows your song to literally everyone he meets, regardless of whether he knows them or not. He doesn't mention that it was written by you about your relationship in order to maintain privacy, but he does endorse the hell out of it and tries to get everyone to listen to your songs.

-Consequently, you start blowing up on TikTok, the radio, and other platforms.

-Dante is so, so, so, so, so proud of you and is gonna do his best to be present at every show.

■ Vergil ■

-He will be incredibly touched upon hearing you have released a song about your love for him.

-In return, he writes a very long, very vivid poem about how much he loves you and tapes it up somewhere where only you can see it.

-He listens to your song all the time on his phone (which he has finally learned to use) and tells people he's listening to classical music when in reality, he's memorizing every aspect of your song.

-He is so proud of you and loves you so much for dedicating a piece of music to your relationship.

-Definitely will buy every single one of your albums, even if they're not his thing, and listen to then all the time, just so he can show his support for you.

-He might even volunteer to write lyrics for you, who knows?

□ Nero □

-Forget "Devil Trigger", your song is his new theme song.

-He also listens to it whenever he can, absolutely thrilled that his girlfriend is a badass rapper who writes songs about her love for her boyfriend.

-Doesn't hesitate to compliment you on your epic song, also asking when your next stuff is coming out so he can listen to that too.

-He needs to find a way to memorialize his love for you the way you did for him, but doesn't really know how.

-He then humbly turns to Vergil, asking if dear old dad would teach him to write poetry.

-At the end of the day, Nero presents to you a sweet little limerick about how much he loves you. It might be rather poorly written, but so what? It's the thought that counts.

● V ●

-V is quite impassioned upon hearing your song that you wrote about your love for him.

-He is a blushing, smiling mess for a full 4 hours.

-Every time he hears your song, or any of your songs for that matter, his face will heat up and he'll feel all fuzzy on the inside.

-Griffon won't stop teasing him now and calls him chucklehead and/or blushyface whenever he has to address him.

-Thanks to V and his fangirling, Griffon now knows every single lyric of your song and is super annoyed whenever he has to hear it again.

-Not like V cares, he's already made like a teen girl who's gone boy crazy and has filled out an entire 300 page notebook full of poetry about how happy and grateful his is. What a nerd.

[papastarion]

Papastarion Headcanons Pt. 2

Is this going to be my brand? I feel like this is going to end up being my brand. Not that I’m complaining.

•I subscribe to the popular headcanon that Astarion is a stargazer, and I think he’s fairly well-versed in the constellations and other celestial bodies that dot the Faerûn night sky. With his name meaning “little star” and Thea’s name having its own star-based meaning, he decides to make a tradition of giving their children a secondary name, with each coming from a different constellation that he maps from the night they’re born. These are also used as terms of endearment.

•Their two adopted daughters have their own constellation-names, too, chosen from the day they met.

•You know how elves have good hearing? He knows Thea’s pregnant before Thea knows. Nights are quiet when she sleeps, and when you suddenly start hearing two heartbeats from one body, it doesn’t take long to figure out what could be going on (especially when Larian upped your INT from a 9 to a 13.) As a Castlevania fan, I think his suspicions are confirmed when Thea has a full-scale blow up very similar to Sypha’s when they wind up in an unintentional ambush and Thea starts throwing around curses in every language—which is very out of character.

•At first, Astarion is terrified he won’t know how to manage disciplining the kids when necessary without losing his temper. Cazador may be dead and gone, but so many of those scars linger, and the last thing he wants is to create scars for the kids because of the ones he carries. Thea has her own fears given her lineage, but they both create quite the balanced team.

•He is simply Dad. With four boys and three girls, I hate to say that he is a Boy Dad or Girl Dad. So he is just Dad. He’s good with kids because they’re his and he would do anything for them.

•Thea’s a half-elf, and therefore very much needs sleep, so Astarion tries to take care of nightly needs that as much as he can so she can try to sleep. Of course there are certain things he can’t do, but Thea wouldn’t want him to do it all, anyway.

•He’s so proud of each milestone. First words are his favorite, though, even if the first word isn’t “papa.” Two of the kiddos do have that as their first word, however.

•They have so many family portraits done over the years. As they grow as a family, and to keep track of how their kids change over the years. He doesn’t want to forget what they looked like at any stage of their life.

•They all know Papa’s a vampire, and that they’re dhampirs. Astarion and Thea don’t tell them exactly how their father become one, not while they’re so young. But they all learn in time, when Astarion and Thea think they’re ready to hear it. They’re very transparent parents.

•There’s nothing more chaotic and yet endearing than introducing the kids to their old allies when the chances arise. Nero, their firstborn, is only a few months old when he meets Gale of Waterdeep. Gale holds Nero for approximately five seconds before Tara hops onto Gale’s shoulder and gives her own opinion of the little dhampir, and then lectures Gale for not have any of his own little ones yet when the vampire and the Bhaalspawn managed it so quickly.

•Nero comes along very quickly, in Gale’s defense. He’s born less than a year after the saving of Baldur’s Gate, because it’s Thea and Astarion and that’s their luck—for Thea to get pregnant not long after reinitiating the physical aspect of their relationship, not that either of them are going to complain. Astarion did tell her he wanted it all, even if children didn’t come to mind in that moment.

[r0z0]

La Squadra when they are called to the principals office

''Their child studies in elementary school and has started a fight with their classmates, so dad's called to the principal.''

This post is long.

TW; Children and Ghiaccio.

Risotto Nero

He thought his daughter was calm as a little sheep, but he was wrong. He was doing some ''work'' when he got a call from the elementary school. He was there in the next 10 minutes.

The teachers were afraid of him, as always. He sat at the waiting area and waited for the next minutes until he was called to the office.

This man was nervous wreck. Why would his little girl do something like that?

As it turns out, she was defending a stray cat that was targeted by a bunch of mean kids.

The relief this man felt. He thought she had awakened her blood desire already. He argued with the principal that what the other kids did is wrong and his daughter did nothing wrong, because she was protecting someone that couldn't do it.

He left the office angry. The stare he gave the children that were waiting for their parents, you could hear them dying inside.

After that he took his daughter to get some ice cream as a treat for not being like him.

Prosciutto

He was thinking about good punishment for his child when he was driving to the school. Walked into the office and everyone could feel his cologne.

Bussines dad TM. The teachers went crazy when they saw him.

''How a gentelman like him could rise such a troublemaker?'' the main question that secretary ladies were asking each other.

He instantly walked in the office and asked what his son did this time and what will be his punishment. Turns out his son wanted to write a valentine card for one of his classmates he had a crush on and instead of ''I like you'' he wrote ''Get out of my school!'', at least that was the explanation his son gave in.

This man tried not ot laugh, but he was inside.

When they were in the car he busted out laughing like a maniac. His son was embarrassed to say at least. He brings it up even when his son is all grown up.

Pesci

This poor man's nerves can't take it anymore. His daughters are such troublemakers. Where did they learned that? Definitely from one of their uncles.

He gets into the office as always. He gets the usual talk from the head teacher and his daughters got expelled for the next 2 days.

As soon as they get into home he starts yelling at them. The twins are shocked, because he never yelled at them.

The listen to his monoloque and promise to behave well from now on.

They learned their lessons and never got into trouble after that.

Melone

He knows that calling parents is the ultimatum, so he is suprised when he has to go to his sons school.

When he gets there he is told that his son got into a fight with some girls. He starts lecturing his son about behaving well and not causing him trouble. He even scold the principal and his son's teacher's for not preventing situation's like this - Karen mode on everyone, he even has the same haircut.

Transfer's his son into a better school and ruins the old school's opinion for good. His son is doing good in a new school ans is one of the top students.

Formaggio

He knows why he is there. He also was a troublemaker during all his school years.

Takes the meeting lightly, even tho he is a nervous wreck inside. What would he do when his child gets expelled from school. Has a long conversation with the principal about his son maybe having a lighter punishment and she agreed.

Had a long conversations with his son when they got home. They talked about this and his son got draged into this by his classmates.

He wasn't mad, but still gave him a punishment to learn his ways.

Illuso

His son? Getting into trouble? Bullshit. And that's what he said to the principal.

Belive me when I say the meeting was a shouting match between him and other parents. After many arguments he won and got his son out of trouble. That was an ultimate ego boost for him.

The principal never called him again, because he was tired after this one meeting. Now he knows why you always show up instead of him.

Ghiaccio

He is screaming when he gets out of his car.

He stormed into the office without knocking or any other notice of his arrival. Tried to choke his son's bully's father. He won. And they had to call you, because he tried to choke the principal also.

You had to change your son's school after that and he got accepted into the same school Melone's child's goes.

Sorbet&Gelato

Imagine the scandal in their child's school just because both of his dad's showed up. Gelato had a great plan of killing his son's bullies.

''You want to kill children? Not better go for their parents first?''

Please. Sorbet would argue with the principal and win.

No one's going to bully their children just because the have two dads. I won't recommend trying it.

[writingcore]

Helloo, hope you are having a lovely day (or night) :))

May i request some headcanons for Dante? (dmc) with a fem teen reader (platonic ofc), who is very challenging and sensitive? Just general fluff about how they meet and dante being a father figure to her?

Im sorry if i dont explain myself very well, if u need more details, maybe they meet because dante saved her from a demon?

And sorry for my bad english, its not my first language, take care! :) <3

TAKEN CARE OF | Dante Sparda x Daughter!Reader

A/N: I honestly feel so bad , I have no idea how long ago this request was — but I hope this still finds you and nope it’s too your liking! I also did something different with the headcanons format.

warning(s): none! 

pairing: dante sparda , fem teen reader (platonic) 



YOU, don’t remember how you gotten here but as of now, you’re completely terrified not because you’re about to die … okay, maybe that too. More or less you have no idea how to fight a demon.

DANTE, had a sense come to him, he sense danger in his way. Let alone he came running towards some kid who definitely not prepare for demons. All he had to do with take them out and the kid should be fine. “Hey! you okay?” He asked, helping you out your hiding spot and back onto your feet.

YOU, shook your head. “Yeah, I’m fine, thank you!” After this moment, you looked at him in admiring him — well admiring how he saved you.

IT, didn’t take too long for you to begin hanging around him, but dante was the one who basically picked you up like a stray. He also made sure to keep you in good shape. That’s in fighting against demons and well taking care of you.

YOU, also begin to follow into his foot steps, not all of them but he also figure out, how sensitive you were, so he also tried his best to not come out aggressive but that’s hardly ever.

THE, more he taught you, the more he manages to find your weaknesses and whatnot and he also found out you were very hard to understand current rules. Challenging per say, as one, he definitely overcomes it.

DANTE, wouldn’t forget the day he heard you calling him “dad” one day, It just slips out of your mouth. “Hey dad—" pause. silence. “Yeah kiddo” is what he replied with. It’s official, he’s a father now.

HE, tries to be on his best for you, he also tries his best to be there for you. If he sees you crying to him or anywhere, he’ll beat anyone who makes you cry or even the slightly sadness.

ALSO, since he does have his devil form, he would not let you get close to him or even see him like that. He does not want you to be scared of him but as his daughter, you reassure him about it and say ‘it’s pretty cool’ and not afraid.

IF, Nero is in the picture, which is most likely he’ll also help you with training but he’ll have a difficult time to get you to follow directions.

100%, will eat in the dark because Dante once again did not pay the bill again and eat pizza constantly; however, you two joke around even with no lights or yes lights.

YOU, definitely know how hard Dante tries for you and once Father’s Day or his Birthday is around the corner, you’ll make something for you or buy something for your father — having a hang out day like every other day but it’s more special, for sure.

FOR YOU, if it’s your birthday or something you did, Dante will make a party for you and just invite the family members. Definitely not a big party and ACTUALLY saves money to buy you what you always wanted.

DANTE, is your cool dad but doesn’t mean he won’t discipline you, the way he’ll do it is just to have a normal conversation about it, of course, with a disappointment face.

HE’S, also really protective but he loves you and wants what’s best for you. Same with you, he’s the best father you can ever ask and you’re glad he saved you.



[buttercupbread06]

Just kinda curious but like, how did Michele react to Vergil (if they even met)? I mean it's not all day you find out your boyfriend's dad is the same dude that took out his arm, especially with how threatening Vergil can seem sometimes.

Michele is surprisingly understanding.

He doesn't get to meet him until the twins come back from Hell (post-DMC5), but he asks around about him. He knew V, they weren't the closest, but if V was good then Vergil had to have a little of that inside him. Most of his answers came from Lady and Trish.

When they finally met face to face they turned out to be pretty compatible. This person was someone Dante cared about, he deserved a chance. And guess what? He likes Vergil. They're respectful to eachother, they do parallel play, and it might seem like a boring-ass relationship from the outside, but it's a comfortable silence.

Vergil doesn't have reasons to hate him either. He's polite, he treats his brother well and he has never been hostile towards him. It's not like he saw him and thought "YOU. YOURE COOL", because that'd be unlike him, but he does earn an approving hum or two.

Eventually, Vergil asked Michele for advice. About Nero, to be specific. It's not that Dante doesn't know Nero enough, but who has spent the last 5 years w/ him? And Michele helps, of course. He can't force them to get along, but he understands the both of them enough to help them develop empathy for eachother.

Also haha no childhood and a certain period of their life during which they were essentially tortured and mindbroken they match.

They also spar sometimes. Michele admires Vergil as a fighter, among other things.

[fallen--leafs]

Day 1

The day goes by relatively calm, all things considered. The dads and Cherry clear out what they need from the cornucopia and strike out. With everyone else fleeing from *them*, they have pretty free choice of where to go. They find a Prime Shelter spot and hunker down. Dad (Henry) starts building a shelter while Cherry and Dad (Jackie) strike out to hunt and gather resources.

The other group is me!! And Honey, and Achilles. My eagle-eyes spy a cave we can rest and recover in. Honey is kind enough to take care of Achilles’ wounds as we settle in.

Wick runs into Hubert, after they escape the cornucopia and several fighting parties. Wick, in terror, begs Hubert to just end it… He looks at his score from the cornucopia, A Shovel, and goes “With this???” and chases Wick off to find their luck elsewhere. Meanwhile, Nero proves him wrong, by indeed attacking Cherry with a shovel while he is out resource gathering. Cherry gets away though, it’s fine.

An.…. Unlikely alliance occurs. Mary, who has just lost her bishop, meets Fina… whose teammate has seemingly gone berserk. More on that in a second. The truce is… Hesitant, and fragile. But it *is* a truce. They are both, after all, ex-kindred who have not been human for quite some time.

One kind of funny scene occurs just away from the Cornucopia. The Victorian urchins struck out together, suddenly very conscious of the fact that they are in fact,,, pretty young boys right now. They grabbed some minor supplies from the cornucopia, and now Cecil is trying to spear-fish under Prince Len’s observation. Tick meanwhile uses that chance to pickpocket the Prince! Rude. But he doesn’t notice. I don’t even know what she would score at this point of the game, since everyone gets Uniforms. A nice pebble perhaps?? A keepsake?? Who knows.

There is some action, also!! Kitty has chosen violence. Escaping the cornucopia, she immediately turns to the one hunter who *hasn’t* joined the other “careers”: Alessio. She chases him down, and while he does get away… She ends up rewarded with a hatchet from a sponsor. I’m sure nothing bad will become of this.

After escaping from the cornucopia, Robbie and Duncan are exploring the arena. During his escape Robbie had a brief encounter with Mattia, getting attacked, but he manages to scare Mattia off. Learning from this, Duncan makes a spear for himself after they failed to steal weapons from the cornucopia.

There is one cannon shot, too. Ieuan reaps the rewards of their fight with Sorcha and empties out the backpack. Maybe something went Horribly Wrong, or maybe they are a little too far removed from Human to make the change back so easily… But something goes Horribly Wrong with The Eating. They catch dysentery?? And die immediately. Don’t ask me how that works. But rip Ieuan 😔

[masquerain-with-a-mask]

Day 4 of cringetober hiiiiii prompt was angel x demon I'm late I know :)))))

SO

RIPTIDE

ANYBODY WANNA HEAR ABOUT RIPTIDE ?

IF YOU DO I'M GONNA BE DROPPING RIPTIDE LORE UNDER THE CUT

So, you know how I sometimes mentioned a devil may cry/dmc devil may cry crossover? That's Riptide

Basic setting is that reboot Vergil ends up in the classic dmc timeline post dmc4 as a child after somehow managing to travel between the two verse with the Yamato with all his memories because Sparda didn't/failed to wipe both he and Dante memories, and because of that, Vergil (who quickly ends up being nicknamed Vee) is not having a good time

Meanwhile in the reboot timeline, Dante isn't having a much better time as a kid on the streets. He meets Kat in limbo during one of her projection in there, he helps her out with the whole situation she has going on with her dad being a demon and all that and when they're around 17 they create the DmC, which is pretty much the same as The Order, but with a much more hands-on approach since they don't have the same tools Vergil has in the reboot. They run it under the pseudonyms Tony and Lady (yes, Kat gets a rocket launcher if you wonder) and that's where these two come in ; that's Nero and Kyrie, also known under the pseudonyms Angelo and Alice.

They're respectively a half-demon and a half-angel hybrids who work with the DmC in exchange for help with keeping low. And that's where I kinda cheated in the prompt because these two are not shipped together in Riptide, at least not in the reboot, they're colorcoded besties.

[devilmayfamily]

Day 2 - "I'm proud of you, you know that right?"

You were struggling. Ok, you were really drowning. College papers were piling up everywhere on your desk, homework for said college classes were approaching their due dates and that's excluding the crazy family you had to take care of still. You were working towards your master degree and if your mom warned you about anything, it was the load of work you’d be doing. And boy was it a ton of work.

You sat at the kitchen table, laptop in your lap as you typed up another essay for the week, knees resting on the table where the rest of your papers and notes sat out. Highlighters, pens and other stationary filled in the gaps between the papers and notebooks. An empty coffee cup also sat nearby, a ring forming underneath the mug onto the table and a piece of paper.

Your husband had come home from picking up your child from school, kicking their shoes off and walking into the room but went unnoticed by you as your focus was elsewhere. It wasn’t until your son screamed out a “hi mommy!” that alerted you to their presence.

“Oh! Hi baby”, you say. You put the laptop on the table, switching it for your son. “How was school?”

“I got to see a cow and I pet a chicken and then we colored all day”, Nero rambled, the boy giving you every detail of his day.

“That sounds amazing sweetie”, you say.

“Are we having mac & cheese for dinner tonight mommy?”, Nero asks with hopeful eyes.

“I’m sorry baby but I don’t think we’ll be able to”, you reply.

“But we haven’t had mac & cheese in forever”, Nero exaggerates, leaning back in your hold.

“I know baby but mommy’s been busy.” You were trying to very gently get the boy to give up on the creamy side dish he’s been obsessed with for months lately.

“Stop being busy then”, Nero says, a little upset.

“Nero.” Your husband gives your son a stern glare, the boy giving you an apologetic look.

“I promise I’ll make you mac & cheese tomorrow”, you say.

“Pinkie promise?”, Nero asks, holding out his little finger.

You smile and link yours with his. “I pinkie promise.” You both seal the deal by kissing your thumbs.

Nero smiles, sliding off your lap and running off to his room, tapping his dad as he passes him.

You sigh, leaning back in your chair. The exhaustion finally starts to catch up to you as your last cup of coffee begins to wear off.

“How long have you been sitting here?”, Vergil asks.

“Only since 7”, you reply.

Looking at the clock, Vergil shakes his head. Almost 9 hours. The numerous empty keurig cups on the counter told Vergil you’ve been running off of the substance since then as well.

“Alright you, time to get up”, Vergil says, coming up behind you and picking you up off the chair.

“Oh but I’m almost done”, you whine.

“No, it’s about time you had a break”, Vergil says. He carried you to the couch, setting you down and draping a blanket over you.

“Can I at least have my computer?”, you ask.

Vergil shakes his head no, handing you a book from your to read pile that was slowly taking over a shelf on the bookcase behind the tv.

“You don’t need to be staring at a screen anymore today”, Vergil says. “You just need to rest and I’ll take care of everything else this afternoon.”

“Oh hun, you don’t need to do that”, you counter. 

You were always bad at taking breaks or asking for help. Since meeting Vergil, he’s really helped you relax more and think about yourself every now and then. Your mom always tells you it’s a blessing that you two met or you’d be 6ft under coffee cups and papers by now.

“As your husband and someone who cares about your well being, I’m taking care of you tonight”, Vergil announces, having now moved to clean off the kitchen table.

He stacked all your notebooks together, making sure that papers went into their respective notebook and put all your stationery back into the little pencil bag you owned. He took the pile of college work and your laptop back to your office, setting them on your desk. Vergil came back to the kitchen, heating you up some herbal tea, adding lemon and honey to it. He handed you the mug, tucking you in and fluffing the pillow behind you.

“Relax honey, you’ve worked hard today”, he says, placing a kiss on your forehead.

You watched him for a moment, as he went around tidying up things here and there. Eventually you opened up the book he’d handed you and fell into the fantasy world and all its characters. You were able to get away from reality, not noticing as Vergil and Nero walked around you, mumbling and talking to one another and themselves. At some point you recognized your mother-in-laws voice as she’d called her son to see how things were and catch up.

Soon the smell of her beef stew began to fill your nose, Vergil having brought the recipe home one afternoon after picking Nero up from spending time with his grandparents.

 You put your bookmark in, setting the book on the nearby coffee table before sitting up to look at Vergil who was humming to himself as he made dinner. The oven dinged, the clock on the microwave read 5:30 pm and Vergil turned off the stove.

“Dinner is ready my lady”, Vergil says, pulling a casserole dish out of the oven and setting it on two oven mitts on the counter.

“What did you make my lord?”, you ask, getting up from your spot on the couch and approaching Vergil in the kitchen.

“Beef stew, rice and some mac & cheese”, Vergil replies.

“Mac & cheese?”, came a voice from the stairs.

You both look to see your son peeking out from around the corner, his eyes wide as he looks to see the mentioned side dish cooling on the counter.

“That’s correct my boy.” Vergil walks over and picks up Nero, carrying him into the kitchen.

“Want to help mommy set the table?”, you ask. Nero nods, Vergil handing him to you.

You and Nero pull plates and silverware from the drawers and cabinets, setting the table with glasses and napkins for everyone.

Vergil sets down the food, now in easier to get to bowls, in the middle of the table along with a pitcher of sweet tea.

You all sit down, thanking Vergil for cooking and soon digging in. Once Nero had finished, the boy was extremely sleepy. After debating with you about it, Vergil took him to his room, tucking him in as Nero quickly fell asleep.

“He didn’t fuse?”, you ask.

“Out like a light”, Vergil replies.

You smile, glad Nero was content and sleeping soundly. You normally took him to bed because he seemed to only go down when it was you tucking him in, mama’s boy, but tonight mac & cheese seemed to do just the trick.

“I’m proud of you, you know that right?”, Vergil asks, walking over to you.

“How could I not? You tell me every single day”, you reply.

“And you know I mean it?”, Vergil asks. Vergil was very bad at emoting properly but you always seemed to know how he felt about everything, especially you.

“Always”, you reply.

Vergil smiles, leaning down to kiss you on the lips.

“I’m proud of you too”, you say.

Vergil smiles, placing a kiss on your forehead. You join Vergil in cleaning up the dishes and putting away leftovers. You both then retired to your shared bedroom for cuddles and eventually sleep.

[sheep-sorbet]

meep meep meep! OP i am metaphorically kissing u on the mouf, your hc are SO good and your ship dynamic is literally how i see nagisho, your brain is so fucking galaxy tier, incredible. do u have any specific requests for the scenarios for og hanging out and/or nagisho? if not i'll just pull something outta my voluminous asshole but if you have any particular scenes that you'd like to see written, hmtfu (hit me tf up). also LEGIT thank u for the ramble, it's so much fun to see + read ____〆(✧ω✧)b

aaaa tysm!! i'm so glad i wasn't boring you (xwx")

svdkhskxng HMM my head is always so full and yet so empty...

for the OG gang hanging out: i always like to see reunion-type stuff! i think neo really missed the opportunity to go hard on how much everyone's grown in the last few years, and how badly they missed each other; i wish we got more on what everyone's been up to and how they've been coping without Neku. i especially feel like we didn't get to see nearly enough of Shiki. like, girl owns a BUSINESS now?? that's seemingly successful?? where's Eri??? (it's my personal hc that Shiki and Eri are running the business together, share a place, and are fairly well-off. Not mega rich or anything, especially cuz we don't know how far gatto nero reaches outside of Shibuya specifically, but i think they're doing really well for themselves... and that Shiki helps Neku initially afford a place now that he's back hdjdhjfy.)

with the OG gang, it's v comparable to when you meet someone in an unexpected place, hit it off, and then you don't get the chance to see each other again for a long time, maybe even ever. You had so many memories in such a short period of time and you can't help but wonder what life would be like, sometimes, if they were still in it. i think Shiki, Rhyme and Beat would have that feeling about both Neku and Joshua; wondering where they are, what they're up to, if they're safe, wishing they were here, etc. Perhaps moreso Neku than Joshua, since Joshua is a shithead and seemingly left a pretty iffy impression on them? but I'd like to think that they all consider him in a well enough light deep down, that they'd be open to getting to really know him.

As for NagiSho... i already rambled a bit about how i headcanon their relationship would be in nature so i'm not sure i have much new to say on that front shdjhdg. i think any noodle-incident type scenarios with them are gold, they're at their best when they're causing problems or being openly weird together (we love to see aut4aut representation).

OH a hc about sho that i've incorporated that i think you'll find funny: So, yknow how in a new day, Ramen Don is Sho's dad? i think it's most funny for that to still be the case in the regular twewy universe, and it just doesn't come up because he's too busy trying to murder some slightly younger teenagers. He still visits Don for the holidays, and he doesn't know Sho is dead or a reaper or anything; He was concerned about Sho disappearing for long spans of time, and all the Tattoos he was showing back up with, and freaked out thinking his son became a yakuza. He's FAILED as a FATHER. Sho gets a thorough lecture before finally cutting his dad off and saying he's not a part of the fucking yakuza, he's just an artist, and god dad you don't understand me at all--

And then suddenly he shows up with his girlfriend and then leaves after like 40 minutes of arguing because it's all so annoying and he didn't actually care to tell Don about Nagi because it's not his business and it becomes like a Whole Thing. And Nagi is just sitting there eating curry like what the fuck do you mean this is your dad?! i've been eating here every week for the past month!!! i was in his brain and you weren't there at all!!! what's going on!!!! she's dying inside.

ANYWAYS... no specific scenarios for them unfortunately but i trust you to come up with something regardless of what u go with, tysm!! i can't wait { @ ò ꈊó @}

[checked-windows]

IN SERVICE

Aaron Hotchner x trans male reader

Warnings: references to addiction.

Jack had told his dad about his new friend 'Nero' and kept going on about him and his dad who was also 'so cool'. Aaron Hotchner had listened intently nodding when he felt like it was needed.

A few days later Jack was telling him. About how Nero had knocked him over and he'd scraped his knees. Aaron had been worried at the bandage that was wrapped around his sons knee. It had been Nero's dad who had patched him up and scolded the other boy.

Another week past and Aaron was taking Jack to the park for a team day out to enjoy the sun and a rare day off. They were all sat on a blanket watching the kids run about with a ball when a speeding mass of grey collided with Jack and had him pined to the grass. Aaron was on his feet in seconds panic rising in his chest making him feel sick.

"NERO!" a voice called from the side and a man was hauling the mass off of his son by its collar "Do you ever listen? You okay kiddo?"

"I'm fine Mr (l/n) ! Hello Nero!" Jack answered petting the large dog.

"Nero, apologise to Jack" you ordered and the dog licked Aaron's sons face. Jack was giggling and you finally released the dogs collar, smoothing down the fur "Run away again and your going to live on a farm"

Aaron was standing in mild shock when you turned to him with a sheepish smile.

"I'm so sorry about him. He seems to have taken a liken to Jack" the man said rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's OK. I think I got a fright" Aaron responded "Aaron Hotchner, you must be Nero's dad then"

"That's me! (y/n) (l/n)" you answered and Aaron finally took you in fully. What he had originally thought was a strange shirt turned out to skin, littered with tattoos of all sorts, down your arms and across your stomach and chest. A shirt was tucked into the waistband of grey shorts. But it was two faint scars across your chest that drew Aaron's attention. He quickly snapped his eyes back up to meet yours and a small smile.

The dog was sniffing at Aaron's pants and you huffed a laugh.

"Maybe it's just Hotchner's he likes so much" you pointed out. Aaron reached out to let the dog sniff his hand and stroked over his head softly.

"What breed is he?" Aaron found himself asking.

"Tamaskan" you answered "They are bred specifically to look like wolves but honestly he's just a big softy"

Aaron seemed to remember that he was with the team and froze for a second.

"I'm going to get him home. It's hot out and he's gonna need a nap, you should get back to your team. Tell Jessica I say hi"

"Yeah I will do" Aaron said and you beconed the dog to follow, waving to Jack as he led the Nero away. Aaron turned back to the team who were pretty much leering at him at this point. He huffed at them with a glare that had no real heat behind it. Aaron began taking Jack to the park more to even catch a glimpse of you but fate never seemed to be on his side. A large part of him wished he had given you his card or something to contact him on. The agent eventually just excepted that he would most likely never cross paths again.

Emily Prentiss stepped into the tattoo parlour slowly a familiar dog catching her eye as she moved to the front desk. This would be the eighth shop that she had tried, the rest were either booked up or refused to do the work.

"I'm just going to send you straight through. We should be able to sort you out" the receptionist stated shoving things in her bag. Emily followed her gesture into the main part of the shop, the dog nudged her hip and lead her towards the man sitting on a swivel chair. You hair had been dyed an electric blue but when you looked up she knew your face, even only from a brief view. You breifly recognised her.

"How may I be of help?" you asked with a smile, Nero sided up next to you and you buried a hand into thick fur.

"I want to get a tattoo, over a brand" she said and you nodded. This was the 8th time she'd had this conversation and expected you to shut her down.

"Cool. How big of a brand are we talking?" you asked "And depending on the scarring it will most likely have to be greyscale but I can add a pop of colour if you wish"

Emily's eyes widened a bit and her shoulders slumped with relief.

"Are you OK?" you asked going to reach out but changed your mind before making contact.

"I was expecting you to tell me that it wasn't possible. That's what everyone else has said" she said. Nero rested his head on her thigh, she hummed stroking his head.

"I find tattooists in the area are a bit iffy about tattooing over scar tissue. I am too but I'm sure I can work it out for you" you said "How big are we talking roughly? And where is it?"

"I'll just show you" she said shucking off her blazer and unbuttoning her blouse to show the brand on her chest. You winced slightly before scooting closer and tilting your head to get a better look.

"Do you mind if I touch it?" you asked and got a nod in return. You pulled on a black latex glove, and gently touched the brand, poking at the skin "Is this painful at all?"

"No, I can't feel much there anymore. I think the nerves were burned" she answered and you put a bit more pressure on it to see if she flinched away but she sat still and you nodded.

"Oh I'll be able to tattoo over this easily" you said pulling the glove off and throwing it in the trash "What do you think you'd want to cover it with?"

"I was thinking a bird or something" she answered quietly.

"A bird? I can do that gimme like 30 minutes to draw something up for you and you can tell me what you think." you said spinning the chair away from her to grab a notepad and pencil "Also I'll need your full name and some form of ID to photocopy. For our records"

"Are my credentials OK?" she asked and with you nod pulled them out of her pocket.

"Thank you" you said and peeked in the leather holder "Emily Prentiss"

You moved away to copy her details before coming back and handing it to her.

"I strongly recommend going to get something to eat while I'm getting this sorted for you. I wouldn't want to phone Mr Hotchner to say one of his agents has passed out in my studio" you were smiling and Emily followed the order. Going to the cafe around the corner sending a text to the team group chat.

E PRENTISS: I found out where Hotch's eyecandy works.

P GARCEA: ohhhhh! Where!?

A HOTCHNER: Not my eye candy.

E PRENTISS: Lucifers tattoos. He's dyed his hair blue.

D MORGAN: I was thinking about getting a new tattoo.

P GARCEA: very interesting indeed :)

Emily laughed at her phone and realised her 30 minutes were up and headed back to the studio where Nero met her at the door and lead her back to his human who was finishing wrapping the chair. You looked up and laughed.

"Clearly he likes you, Mr chauffeur" you laughed and the dog bounced away to his bed in the corner.

"He's very well trained" she pointed out sitting down when you patted the padded chair.

"Only when he's wearing his vest. When he's not he knows he can misbehave cause he's not working" you said and sat on the swivel chair again holding something that looked an awful lot like a hospital gown out to her. "Nero is a service dog. He helps me with daily tasks like remembering to eat as well as being out in public spaces. He's also very good as noticing the signs of a relapse"

Emily shot you a look while he was flattening the stencil over the brand on her chest trying to keep your hands as gentle as possible.

"How's that for you?" you asked.

"That's perfect, it covers it amazingly" she said and got a grateful smile in return, you spun around and pulled out a fresh pair of black gloves from the box and started the needle.

"You good? Needing anything before we start?" you asked.

"Yeah and no I'm good" she answered. And you started the tattoo, she could see your chest moving when you breathed and moved hair from your forehead with an arm.

"I can hear the cogs turning in your head. Ask the question that's bugging you" you said keeping your head down

"You were an addict?" it left her mouth with far less tact than what she would have wanted.

"Yep. Nothing too hard but enough that I couldn't function as a 'normal' person, I couldn't hold a job this studio saved me" you said and wiped the ink gently "Nero keeps me functioning and safe"

"Well I'm glad your better now" she said and you smiled.

"Cravings come and go but I'll be fine. Oh if you find yourself talking your team don't mention this to them, Nero likes Jack" you said and laughed. The conversation lulled and the sound of the needle filled the room.

"Do you want to take a break?" you asked and got a nod in return "Can I get you a drink?"

"No, no it's OK" she answered. You removed the gloves and throwing them away before stretching out your legs and grabbing a bottle of something green out of a mini fridge. Nero whined loudly and you laughed.

"I'll be back in 5. He needs to pee" you said tapping you thigh so that the dog followed him. Emily noticed the badges pinned to the dogs vest, each clearly outlining the position of service animal and 'do not touch'. You wandered out a door and were away for close to 10 minutes before coming back you looking at the dog with a scowl.

"I cannot believe you did that. Pissing on a car. You're better than that" you huffed before sitting back on your chair and putting a fresh set of gloves on. "Ready?"

"Yeah. I think so" she answered.

"We can stop here and continue another day" you offered leaning back slightly.

"If I don't finish it today, I never will" she responded and you shrugged before putting the needle back to her skin. An hour and a half past before you were putting the needle down and cleaning her skin gently.

"All done" you said "You wanna see it?"

"Please" she breathed and you pulled a hand mirror off the tray next to you holding it so she could see. "It's beautiful thank you"

You smiled and let her keep looking while you tapped a tablet before handed it to her and she looked at the price.

"$200?" she asked eyes widening. You nodded slowly "Surely it's more than that"

"We have a deal on. Half price for cover ups on hateful or hurtful tattoos. I know the brand isn't a tattoo but I'm sure it's definitely hurtful, especially to the wearer" you said before directing her how to pay. Emily tried not to cry as joy filled her heart. She tapped the tip button and typed in $100, paying and handing the tablet back to him. You didn't notice to begin with until you did and smiled softly at her.

"Thank you" you said and put the tablet down "Try not to put a lot of pressure on it and if you need to put a vest on put some tissue over it in order to keep it happy"

She hugged you gently with another 'Thank you' before leaving the studio.

You were suprised when more FBI agents flooded the studio one after another, sometimes weeks apart. You didn't mind in all honesty, they were all lovely people and learning about them was an interesting endeavour , Derek Morgan had a son but loved his job equally, Jennifer Jaraue wasn't too sure of her own sexuality but had two sons to worry about, Penelope Garcia tried to see the good in everyone and everything but had definitely seen too much in her life, David Rossi (hadn't gotten a tattoo) but had spoken to you for a solid two hours about your' life and how you were doing a nice thing for his team and Spencer Reid had come in to get a constellation over scars on the crook of his elbow and told you the story behind them. You had felt something snap in your heart for the doctor once he had told you about Hankel, Spencer had been forced into addiction, you had not, you had chosen it.

More time past before you bumped into Aaron again, and by bumped we meant Nero had threw himself full force at the FBI agent bowling him over. You knew immediately who it was even before the man's shout of indignation reached your ears and raced after the dog screaming his name.

"Nero! I see you pup" Aaron laughed ruffling the dogs fur. You stopped next to them and hauled the dog off panting for air.

"I swear he just loves you and Jack" you huffed and helped the man to his feet. The man laughed and shook his head.

"I wanted to give you this" he said handing a small card over "It's got my number on it"

"Thank you" you said taking the card and smiling at it before shoving in your pocket. You didn't know if calling him was a good idea but it didn't need to happen because you bumped into him first, full on face into his chest.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry" you rushed before even noticing who he was, it was the laugh that made it through the panic "Oh Agent Hotchner. Hello. I'm sorry"

"It's alright" he steadied you with a half smile. "However while I have you in front of me I was wondering if you might want to go on a date with me?" Aaron asked "Dinner or drinks or I don't know something"

"Can Nero come?" you asked raising an eyebrow. Aaron laughed and nodded. Nero sniffed the bottom of Aaron's pants again and their hands brushed slightly.

"Listen, I'm not suggesting that we-" Aaron started but you were moving close to him grabbing the lapels of his jacket and hauling your bodies together, leaning up to press your lips together.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while" you said a blush rising up your neck. Aaron cupped your jaw and pulled you towards him bringing lips back together, tattooed fingers gripping his suit jacket.

"So was that a yes?" Aaron asked breathless. You laughed stepping back to pick up Nero's leash.

"Yeah. It is" you answered your other hand coming up to brush your lips.

[lorata]

Part 2 of Incorrect Quotes Dump from before:

Selene: *On the phone* Hey Mom, do you know my blood type?

Julia: Of course, it's B-.

Selene: Oh, I guessed wrong. Excuse me, nurse-!

*Callista, after seeing a photo of Joseph and Adora in their ~prime *

Calli: Would you mind if I invited your parents over to my house for a ~private meeting~ with me?

Creed & Alec, horrified: On many levels and with great intensity.

Misha, handing out tea: Here you go. I put *some* vodka in one, whoever finds it gets a prize.

Brutus, Lyme, and Emory: ...

Devon: Don't worry, she's just messing with you.

Devon, after taking a sip of his tea and going into a coughing fit: Oh, nope, she was serious. Guess I win!

*Thinking about Adessa and Beetee*

Misha:*lying awake in bed* Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?

Devon: *trying to sleep* Does anyone in this godforsaken village ever think before they speak?

Selene: Name a more iconic trio than my crippling fear of abandonment, Creed’s severe PTSD, and Alec’s constant, overwhelming anxiety. I'll wait.

Alec: You … you could have just said the three of us…

Adessa: God, give me patience.

Callista: I think you mean 'give me strength'.

Adessa If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.

Devon: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Brutus: Wasn't Misha with you?

Misha: …In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

Adora: yeah I'm an morosexual, I'm only attracted to dumbasses

Joseph: *Drops books, ruins beans, uses himself as bait, makes horrible dad jokes, can’t flirt to save his life*

Adora,(already unbuttoning her shirt): Dammit Joe, you're so fucking stupid

Lyme: You say "please" and "thank you" in front of your bb victors all the time and they never repeat it.

Lyme: But you say "ass-faced motherfucker" ONCE-

Ronan: One bonus of being an Adult is grossly misusing modern slang on purpose and watching the younger ones cry inside.

Ronan: A fine example - the other day I pointed at a piece of artwork and, while looking Claudius right in the eye, went, "Man is that bae or what, huh?" and the look on his face was something I will treasure for years

Emory: What are your goals in life?

Devon: Well we’ve been kicked out of every elder victor’s house at least once, except Nero’s...

Misha: We don’t know what his limit is but we will find it.

Emory: Would you slap a family member in the face for two million dollars?

Devon: I would roundhouse kick every single one of my brothers in the face for free.

Cato: ‘I’m too pretty for this’ is a very valid excuse actually.

*after pissing off Adessa*

Devon: So, our plan is to live the rest of our lives being scared of Adessa?

Misha: *scoffs* Well, that’s not the only plan

Devon:

Misha: Someday I’d like to plant a vegetable garden!

Lyme: It takes 26 muscles to smile and 62 to frown and thats why my face is fucking ripped and it will kick your ass

Sloane: Dash doesn't know I'm here so he's singing loudly in the shower, and it's cute.

Sloane: He sucks. But it's cute.

Callista: You know what they say: go big or go home!

Nero: I'm begging you, Calli, for once in your life, PLEASE go home

Callista: *whispering* I'm going big

Electra, on the phone with Lyme: he’s in the kitchen again…

Claudius, reading a recipe: “beat three eggs.” In what? Hand to hand combat?

Electra: GET. HIM. OUT.

Victor!Creed: [sneezes]

Scout!Selene, on guard duty and watching him from behind a wall: bless you

Creed: … God?

Lyme: We call that a traumatic event

Lyme, turning to Claudius: Not a "bruh moment"

Lyme, turning to Sloane: Not a "major L"

Lyme, turning to Misha: And definitely not an "OOF lmao"

Brutus: We need to distract the Threes

Claudius: Leave it to me

Claudius: Hey Eib, you know those old mythology books we read? Centaurs have six limbs. Does that mean they’re insects? Discuss.

Eibhlin and Beetee: *Immediately begin arguing*

Brutus, watching in horror: Oh this. I don't like this. I don't like this at all.

[This is from veryberryghoul]

Beetee, worried: Eibhlin is upset and I can’t get her to leave her room.

Claudius: Just tell her I said something.

Beetee: ..Such as?

Claudius: IDK just anything factually incorrect.

Eibhlin, 15 seconds later, kicking the door down: YOU THINK THE SUN IS A FUCKING  P L A N E T ????

2012 me: inventing Claudius as a random side character who annoys Loki in the Avenger Games spin-off

2022 me: hey so you're not gonna believe this

[phantaloon-books]

Things about Tower of Nero that I want to highlight to remember them forever:

Lu being an absolute badass woman, I just love her too much

Piper McClean being canon wlw, she was actually kissing another girl, we really fell in love in october

Chaos being canonically female (just chaos being mentioned as a deity rather than what's below tartarus)

nobody DIED, like no one on the good side at least?? yes plenty of beings have died throughout TOA, but nobody died in TON?? so many died in TLO and BOO, I expected to mourn someone and I didn't have too??! it made me so happy

solangelo. that's it. solangelo makes me happy.

will being incredibly supportive of nico, and instead of stopping him, going with him on dangerous adventures because he doesn't want to leave him alone. also them treating Nico's PTSD for what it is

WILL SOLACE CANONICALLY GLOWS IN THE DARK. HE'S A GLOWSTICK BABY.

also will just appearing at the gates of the throne room, glowing in rage because someone touched his boyfriend (and tried to kill his dad), and him just marching through everyone (everyone else letting him), just to pick up his hurt precious boyfriend and take care of him.

meg McCaffrey got her happy ending. she's baby, she deserves her family and her happy ending. also Lu being the mother and the 12 children being siblings?? that's one hell of a way to tell nero to fuck off and right his mistakes. we love meg.

dionysus being the best olympian after apollo. the duo content we needed, and now will never get

nico mentioning bob and how he wants to go look for him, because he can still be in tartarus

rachel still being a Total badass and hitting people in the eye with her blue hairbrush thus being iconic

meg acting as lester's anchor and only reason why he didn't let go of the ledge, not falling into chaos, is top tier 'reasons why I cried reading', because if you think about it, Meg is the first ever friend apollo ever had, and them being best friends is everything to me

also apollo choosing to go looking as lester rather than apollo because lester feels like home is on top tier 'reasons why I cried reading' too

again, the only thing apollo did in the end (once he was god again) that could be described as 'godly' was be in several places at once, fly his chariot, and get meg her unicorn

but apollo shooting fucking fire out of his hands is crazy asf, it was so cool. he really got amazing godly powers this book.

rick being bold enough to showcase abusive parenting knowing that a huge porcentage of his readers are minors, helping many realize that they could be in abusive households, and giving them a tool to reach out for help

apollo defeating nero was so satisfactory, because you realize in the end, that nero wasn't really a monster, he was monstrous, but still very much human (if only with some godly power), and pretty useless once he couldn't hide behind props and weapons, his being wasn't powerful, he was just under layers of protection

the jackson/blofis scene was so warm and loving, they really are willing to put their family in danger, baby estelle in danger, to help 'percy's friends' even tho she knew percy didn't like apollo, but she still takes in everyone who needs help, and paul being a loving and accepting husband

sally working on her SECOND novel, she really is having her best life

none of the big heroes from other series having protagonism, besides nico and will, instead giving the other kids from camp halfblood their chance to show they're just as worthy as the "heroes of olympus"

(still I would have loved to see a scene with everyone else, like the heroes of olympus guys, fighting together one last time, just for nostalgia's sake - I legit hoped to see percy and annabeth arriving with chiron in triumvirate tower, but yeah)

the arrow of dodona may have been a dumb, cringey, and slightly ridiculous thing at first, and I personally rolled my eyes everytime it said anything, but it knew what would happen from the start, and without its sacrifice, apollo would have achieved nothing. we stan one arrow

nico wearing a white cowboy hat. idky but it makes my heart swell with joy. he a gay cowboy

y'all know I love Apollo's arch, and I just gotta point this out. his trials, his time as lester, started with him falling to earth, and ended with him getting up after purposely throwing himself off the earth, towards tartarus, almost falling to chaos. that's really clever writing.

the olympians watching over him, and some actually being concerned for him rather than his progress.

poseidon not really giving a fuck about the world or council meetings anymore because percy's not there anymore

athena being the only one apart from artemis who trusted apollo could do it makes me warm fsr

lester deciding that the best way to retell his adventures is by singing is hilarious to me, he really thinks it'll solve everything

Grover not telling percy and annabeth jason died seems so funny to me, he really said "nah it doesn't matter much, field trip, yes"

"hey man" my heart broke in twenty million pieces. like I don't know where I expected to see jason. but that wasn't it. and it hurt me as much as it hurt apollo man.

(also I kinda hoped we would see nico summon his spirit or smth, but I'm actually happy nico realized that jason went by his own choice, and he was in peace, so he decided not to summon him, because it was alright. that hurt too)

kinda love how lester passes out after literally every battle. it reminds you that even tho he's apollo, his body isn't. I'm sure we all would pass out too if we did a quarter of what lester did in the span of 4 days. his body isn't made to endure that, it doesn't even have a halfblood endurance, it's a weak mortal body

the trogs were fucking hilarious. their screeches and grrs, idk there's something ridiculous and so childish about them, it's so fun

really happy that apollo never had a /real/ love interest (reyna doesn't count), cause that wasn't what his story was about. instead he got to make so many friends, and have quality time with them and his children, it's amazing

apollo being thankful people were telling him he'd grown, and was more human, because he realized that was the best thing he could have learned from his time as a mortal

also him saying fuck you man to zeus and his speech, like "no asshole dad, I did learn, I'm not going to see this as punishment, it was a great time in which bad things happened but I enjoyed it." yes, we love apollo not letting zeus win

getting to see what everyone will do now. nico and will figuring out rachel's prophecy, probs saving bob. rachel living her best life away from her parents. leo doing what leo does, always helping those who have no one else. the hunters' open storyline about this fox, possibly hinting at content? piper settling down in a quiet life is what she deserves tbh, she's earned quiet life with a cute gf, wish her the best. Frank and hazel being the best praetors, and I bet they will continue to be so. And annabeth and percy, who chose their happiness over all, at last

kinda wish we got to see someone still really miss jason after apollo becomes god again tho lmao like apollo missed jason more than the others, nico and piper being the exception. I mean, leo is fine and dandy, hazel and frank are okay, percy and annabeth are done mourning... I just we got to see any of them really mourning, rather than reading they mourned. it would have made it feel more emotional

the last conversation and the last words in general. "the sun always comes back" and "we're friends now. call on me. I'll be there for you" that shit got me sobbing my heart out. rick really managed to do right by the books and end it like he should have, unlike BOO. he took what made TLO good and used a similar formula. it's very different from "and for once I didn't look back", but it still fills you with warmth and the feeling that even though it's over, it's okay.

I'm just really emotional, this is all I can think about, but you bet I'm gonna add more when I remember

[untilmynextstory]

Little Boo | Sons of Anarchy | One-Shot AU i. F&MU ii. Change Your Life

Jax knows realistically there are a lot of negatives to his lifestyle in the eyes of his neighbors and the United States government. He recognizes that the life he lives meant if he was lucky he would get to spend his old age behind iron bars rather than a pine box. 

Someone shouldn't have to keep in mind that they have to always be vigilant on what can keep them alive for the day to keep him alive for tomorrow. 

He knows it is fucked up. Yet, it's his life. A life that he has grown up in. This is part of his legacy. This is his father's kingdom - legacy. And he is proud of it. He loves his club and his brothers. 

Yet, what most people don't realize is that sometimes the business can be boring as shit, or worse they get stuck cleaning up someone else's mess to smooth alliance on the streets. 

Fortunately, the club had found themselves in a cozy comfortable spot of being Switzerland between the Niners, Mayans, and even the Triads. Yet, Jax knows that even sometimes that is uneasy and Tig makes his stance vocally clear that they were simply being everybody's bitches. 

Yet, Jax would take being errand boys and cleaning men over another Bloody '92. However, nothing could have prepared him for the day he had. 

The cordial alliance when the Mayans had only happened due to Mya in a way. She had loose connections with the Mayans as her dad did business with them as he was a co-founder of the Byz Latz that he ran with his cousin, Nero. 

Due to some territory problems, Renaldo, a member of the Byz Latz, had reached out to Mya to see if she could arrange a deal for some guns. Not only did that piss off Jax, but it apparently pissed off Nero, who she viewed as an Uncle. 

Jax had met Nero a couple of times. He knew Mya viewed him as a father figure. Yet, there was always some distance due to her grandmother not approving of the gang lifestyle and Nero respected that. 

In those few small meetings, Jax had come to admire Nero. He was an OG. He gave Jax a different perspective on things when it came to the streets and what it means to be a man. Jax loved and admired Clay. However, he could admit there was a coldness in his stepfather. With Nero, he had no problem showing and accepting the intense emotions life brought. 

And as much as Jax didn't want to make the deal with the Byz Latz, he couldn't regret it as he took point and got closer to Nero. With that business relationship, it was able to expand and he and Nero had come to an agreement to expand Nero's escort service, Diosa.  

Yet it wasn't all roses. Clay had been a tough sale as he hated that they even became partners with Luann for Cara Cara. Then there was the issue in the beginning when a disgruntled father of a girl, who showed up demanding money, ended up smacking the girl when she refused. Unfortunately, that had also been the day his mom had been visiting to get a feel of the place and tried to intervene and the bastard hit her too. 

Clay had not been happy with that and a thorough beat down was given. 

Then after that was settled, Rat Boy had decided to sample what Diosa had to offer despite dating Brooke, who wasn't even mentally stable and got caught. 

A fight broke out between her and a visiting girl, Emma Jean, and soon after the cops raided and Nero lost his lease to the original location. 

As a request on Nero's behalf, he wanted them to find the girl before his crew did. They believed that she had ratted. Thankfully they did find the girl first and a chase had ensued with him dropping his bike with the girl on the back. 

Somehow he had been able to convince Renaldo and Fiasco that they could handle it except they made the bizarre request of asking for her fucking thumb and tit. 

So he had to ask Skeeter for that odd fucking request and have him desecrate some poor woman's body.  

The kicker of it all, it wasn’t the girl who ratted, but the disgruntled father. 

Errand boys were what they were. 

Today, thankfully, was a little bit easier. It was a simple protection run for Unser, but it kept him away from home so he knew Mya was going to be pissed. 

It was already 10 pm and judging from the lack of lights no one was up. Yes, Mya was pissed. 

Jax parks his bike in the driveway. He doesn't bother with opening the garage door as he doesn't want to risk waking anyone up. He unlocks the front door and enters the home as quietly as he can. He locks the door and proceeds to slip his shoes off. He hangs up his kutte and hoodie before going into the kitchen to grab some water. 

He smirks as he sees a glass cup on the counter with a sticky note telling him that there is a plate for him in the toaster oven. He turns the dial on and walks over to the fridge and pours some water. 

He takes a big gulp of his drink and turns to go back to the toaster oven.

"BOO!"

"Jesus Christ." Jax jumps before his body freezes. He looks down at the small figure standing in front of him covered in a white sheet with holes cut out for the eyes.  

"I'm a ghost, Daddy!"

Jax doesn't know whether to frown, laugh, or be mad as he looks down at his three-year-old daughter. 

Leticia Ria Teller was a wrecking ball of energy since she came into the world. Jax didn't really know love until he held his baby girl into his arms. It scares him sometimes how much love he has for his girls and he prays he comes home every day to them. 

Jax takes the sheet off his daughter. He is rewarded with a bright smile that shows all her baby teeth. She is dressed in her pajamas of a black SAMCRO shirt and satin zebra sleep shorts with a matching headscarf protecting her curls. If there is one thing his little girl is going to do is to have all her outfits matching even down to her underwear and painted nails. 

She looks so much like her mother it pains him thinking of his little girl getting older. 

"What are you doing out of bed?" He asks. Her bedtime was typically 7:30 pm.  

"I heard your bike, Daddy," she answers simply. She moves closer to him and she does the universal signal of wanting to be picked up as she extends her hands. 

Jax knows he shouldn't as Mya has been on him that it's going to be an issue in a few months. Yet, Jax can't deny his princess of anything. 

As he picks his girl up, he is rewarded with a kiss and a hug. "I missed you, Daddy."

"I missed you too, Letty," he tells her softly and places a kiss on her head. Letty smiles and he is rewarded in seeing her two dimples. "Still you shouldn't be out of bed."

Letty pouts slightly. "But I didn't get to see you all day!"

"I know. I'm sorry, baby."

"How come I can't come to work with you instead of Mommy?"

Jax hides his wince. He doesn't mind Letty coming to the shop. He loves it and it's always fun seeing Letty imitate his mother doing paperwork. However, since this new deal with the Byz Latz was fresh he didn't want his daughter on the lot in case something happened. He couldn't help his paranoia even though it was messing up his daughter's routine. 

Letty had started Daycare part-time. She would go two full days and rotate every other Friday. On the days she didn't go she would spend time with Mya at her shop or at Teller-Morrow. However, he had asked his mom if she would just take Letty out for the day for a few hours especially if he was not on the lot like today.  

"Did you not have fun with Grandma today?" He asks as the toaster oven dinged. He grabs a potholder as he gets his food. He opens the tin foil to find homemade Mac n cheese with some fried chicken and he's not surprised to see some garlic bread. Mya has been craving that lately. 

"We went shopping! Grandma gots some new shoes. She also brought me some hair clips that are flowers! We also got a cool Halloween costume! Daddy, you're still going tricks or treating, right!"

Whereas Mya was obsessed with Christmas, their little girl was obsessed with all things Halloween this year. He didn’t even know how a three-year-old could become obsessed with a holiday, but all things witches, vampires, ghosts, and any other scary little creature his little girl liked. He blamed it on some corrupt soul at the daycare, which Mya only rolled her eyes at. 

“And what’s your Halloween costume?” He asked. He doubted it was going to be the little peacock costume when she was a baby and last year she dressed up as Frida Khalo. 

“It’s a surprise, Daddy. And I got two costumes. One for school and one for trick or treating. Mama told Grandma what to get so we are all matching!”

Jax’s eyebrows fly to his hairline. “Matching?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Letty says exhaustingly. Jax moves them to the table and he smiles as Letty grabs a napkin for him. 

It’s quiet as Jax works on eating his dinner with his free hand as his daughter plays with the rings on his other hand. He practically inhales his dinner as he knows that his daughter shouldn’t really be up this late as she is going to be cranky. Though he treasures these small moments the most. 

“Oh, Daddy, you got a package today. Ollie dropped it off. I don’t think Mommy liked it. She scrunched her nose when she looked at it.” Letty points toward the side door, which leads to their garage and he knew whatever it meant she didn't want Letty to snoop to see. 

Jax frowns. “Okay, let’s get you to bed.”

Letty gives him a frown of her own and he knows she is going to give protest, which he nips in the bud. “Come on, you don’t want to be tired for trick or treating. You know Mommy and I are letting you stay up late with your cousins.”

Letty sighs but doesn’t object as she jumps down from his lap. He leaves his plate on the table as he walks up the stairs to Letty’s bedroom. Her room is an emerald green color, which she requested a couple of months ago. She jumps on her bed and gets under the covers of her floral duvet. He tucks her in snug causing her to giggle. He bends down and kisses her forehead. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Daddy.”

Jax smiles and gives her another kiss before he leaves the room. He makes his way back to the kitchen and cleans his dishes before going into the garage. He finds a box on his workbench taped. He opens the box to see a small red cooler. 

He opens the cooler and sighs as he looks at the thumb and tit that the Byz Latz requested. Jax runs a hand down his face before closing the box. It doesn’t take a genius to know why Mya is pissed. He makes his way back into the house to go to the master bedroom. 

Is he surprised to find Mya up, no? He knows that Letty wouldn’t be moving along the house freely without Mya knowing. Mya, with her hair wrapped in a scarf and one of his oversized shirts, is up on their bed with her small portable drafting table. 

“Hey,” he greets. 

“How was the run?”

“Easy. No issues,” he tells her as he begins to remove his clothing. “You didn’t have to stay up.”

“You think I stayed up for you? I knew Letty wouldn’t go to sleep until you came home. Might as well work on a sketch,” she tells him as she powers down her tablet and looks at him fully. 

Jax shakes his head as he walks over to Mya’s side of the bed. He leans down and places a kiss on her lips. She doesn’t deny him as she returns it. 

“How was your day?” He asks as he moves her drafting table to the side and sits on the edge of the bed. 

Mya leans back against her pillows. “Jax.”

Jax sighs. “I didn’t know it would get brought to the house.”

Mya had made it very clear that their house wouldn’t be a breeding house for club business. As much as Mya was a supportive old lady, she had boundaries. She didn’t want club business on their front steps. She wasn’t like his mother where they would use his mother’s dining room table to discuss tactics. This was their home for their family - daughter. He respected that boundary as there are days when he needs to leave club shit at the club and not bring it home. 

“So that makes it all better?”

“We didn’t kill anybody,” Jax replies. “Just…” Jax trails off as he doesn’t want to really be discussing this. 

“Just what?” Mya presses. Her brown eyes lock with his blue ones. 

Jax runs a hand down his face before he grabs her free hand. “That worker at Nero’s place, Emma Jean, Renaldo and Fiasco wanted that as proof we handled it.”

Mya scrunches her nose. “That’s fucking disturbing, Jax.”

“Exactly why I didn’t want to say anything.”

Mya rolls her eyes. “This doesn’t work when you tell me things that you think I don’t want to hear.”

Jax huffs. He moves his hand from hers and then places it on her abdomen. 

“Don’t use this as an excuse.”

“How you feeling?” Jax asks as he knows this conversation is going to get him nowhere good. 

At his question, it seems all the fight leaves her. Her hand covers his, “Okay. Letty wants to paint my belly as the baby needs a Halloween costume.”

Jax snorts as he runs his thumb back and forth on her slowly expanding stomach. She was 17 weeks pregnant and at their next doctor appointment hopefully, they would be finding out if they were going to have another daughter or a son. “She said we had matching Halloween costumes.”

Mya laughs, “Oh yeah. I’m not telling you. It’s going to be a complete surprise.”

Jax smiles and places a kiss on her lips. “I’m going to get ready for bed. I know we’re going to be in for a busy day.”

. . . 

Charming Tots wasn’t the first option Mya wanted to send her daughter to for daycare. One, she thinks the name was stupid. When she says it, it reminds her of tater tots. Two, it is expensive as shit. However, out of all the childcare centers, it is the one that had the best curriculum. 

As much as she is grateful that Gemma has no problem being free childcare, her little girl needs to socialize with other kids and not the adults at Teller Morrow and her tattoo shop. 

However, as much as Gemma had warned her about the uppity mothers, she still wasn’t prepared for how they would actually act. Mya knows she stands out in Charming from her tattoos, outfits, and her skin. She knows as much as the women in the town put on the front of hating the club and being disgusted by Jax, they wouldn’t hesitate to sleep with him. 

She does not look forward to the mommy politics of Letty’s school years. It doesn’t help that her little girl is a social butterfly and even if parents weren’t scared of Gemma shoving a cappuccino up their asses, Letty is friends with them anyways. There were a lot of playdates in Letty’s calendar that she and Gemma rotated with. 

However, she thinks she prefers the small superficial playdates over the seasonal festivities the daycare throws. It’s one thing to be subjected to the parents of her daughter's class. It’s a whole other thing to be subjected to the looks and whispers of the whole facility. 

Mya is standing off to the side as she watches Letty, dressed up as the Grim Reaper, with Jax tossing some rings on a display of pumpkins. She had to hold back the laughter she felt once the other parents realized what her daughter decided to go as. The Reaper was inspired by the club’s insignia. Jax had laughed when he saw it. It was a bit of twisted humor, but his daughter was in this intense obsession with all things Halloween. 

Mya laughs to herself as she notices one of the teachers approach Jax and Letty. She can tell her daughter is instantly annoyed by the interruption to the game and her time with her daddy. Letty is the epitome of a daddy’s girl that she knows once the baby is born it is going to be an issue. 

She watches as Letty’s nose scrunches up and cocks her hips and places her fists on her hips. It’s a perfect imitation of Gemma. 

“They have no shame, do they?”

Mya turns and finds herself looking into the eyes of a pretty young blonde. The woman looks familiar, but can’t place her. 

“I’m Lyla. I have a son in the preschool class, Piper.”

“Mya.”

“Jax Teller’s old lady,” Lyla adds. 

“Is that all I’m known for?” Mya remarks a bit bitterly. 

Lyla’s face goes red. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean -”

“You’re fine,” Mya says a bit dismissively. Despite the years of being with Jax, all her accomplishments were ignored as it seems her status with Jax took precedent. 

“No, I mean,” Lyla closes her mouth before taking a deep breath. “I just moved to town. I work for Luann. I’ve seen you in passing at the clubhouse. I’m sorry -”

Mya softens. “You’re okay. Welcome to Charming. How long have you been here?”

“Only a couple of months.”

“Just you and your son?”

Lyla nods. “Once the Brandy Bunches found out they were real welcoming.”

Mya snorts. It seemed with the presence of the club, the town wanted to push for those family values of a happy family meant marriage, the family dog, the minimum of two kids, and the white picket fence.  “Yeah, as much as I love this school, the gossip is a bit ridiculous.”

“Mama, look what I won!”

Mya looks down to find her daughter holding a stuffed Ghost plushie. 

“I’m going to name her Meg!” Letty announces in her excitement as she hands over the stuffed toy. “Oh, Mama, can I go paint some pumpkins!”

Mya is barely able to nod her head and get a word in edgewise when Letty takes off and joins her friends. Mya looks back to see where Jax is still standing with that teacher talking to him. 

Mya isn’t blind to the fact Jax is a beautiful man. She doesn’t mind that people look. It’s just the blatant disrespect people have for her relationship with Jax. The fact they can openly flirt with him at a school function with their daughter in view. 

“Excuse me, Lyla.”

Mya makes her way down to the ringtoss where Jax is still standing with his arms folded talking to the teacher. “Is everything okay?”

The teacher, Ms. Miller, jumps and gives a burst of nervous laughter. “Oh, Mya, I was just telling Jax how smart Letty is. She has an amazing vocabulary for a three-year-old. She is a joy to have here.”

Mya eyes the teacher and what is a conservative white sundress with a pair of gladiator sandals. Ms. Miller is the Group Supervisor of the Pre-K kids. Occasionally, Ms. Miller would be a teacher in Letty’s class occasionally. Ms. Miller always had nice things to say about Letty to Jax. Every time Mya picks up and Ms. Miller happens to be in the room instead of greeting her, the woman asks about Jax. 

It’s petty bullshit that she can’t stand. 

Mya gives a strained smile that Jax can see through as he throws her a wink. Asshole.

Jax clears his throat and moves over to Mya and throws an arm around her shoulder. “It was nice talking to you, Ms. Miller.”

Mya lets herself be led away. She can’t help the frown on her face. 

“You okay?” Jax asks. 

“What did the ever perky Ms. Miller have to say?”

“The usual.”

“Hmmm.”

“You know she came to a clubhouse party. One of her friends is a croweater.”

“What! Why in the hell didn’t you tell me that!” Mya growls. 

“Honestly, forgot about it,” Jax tells her truthfully. He doesn’t pay much attention to the ever-changing girls at the clubhouse. Besides, these days he was at home with his girls to take stock in who were becoming regulars, or if they were on the lot not during a clubhouse party.  “I don’t really pay attention to those girls, My, you know that.”

Mya elbows him in the gut causing him to let out a pained oomph. “You shouldn’t entertain her bullshit anyways.”

“Well she is our daughter’s teacher, babe, I can’t really ignore her,” Jax says diplomatically. 

Mya rolls her eyes. 

“I saw you talking to Lyla.”

Mya scowls. “Jesus, when did you become mister fucking social butterflies with all the moms.”

“Apparently carrying a kid on my shoulders makes me a baby magnet,” Jax tells her with a waggle of his eyebrow.

“Are you trying to sleep on the couch tonight?”

Jax laughs as he places a kiss on her head and they join their daughter at the pumpkin painting table. 

. . . 

Jax isn’t sure how it was only him that had a matching costume with Letty. He is also confused about how he was Georgie in a yellow raincoat with the red balloon and his daughter was Pennywise. Mya had tortured him and his daughter both with plenty of pictures. Then they all met Opie, Donna, and the kids for their round of trick or treating. 

It was nice seeing Opie and Donna managing to be in the same room after a particularly nasty divorce. 

Of course, as expected, his little firecracker of a daughter had expunged all her energy fairly quickly. She refused to take a nap after the festival. Mya and Jax had chuckled quietly as they watched Letty's energy wane and she turned sluggish. Jax had picked her up and taken her to a couple of houses before she had dozed off completely. 

Letty slept like a rock as they worked to remove most of the Pennywise makeup and costume. They tucked her in before they made the trek back to the living room. 

Jax smirks as he eyes Mya rummaging through Letty's candy on the couch. 

"Stealing our daughter’s candy, eh?"

Mya rolls her eyes. "I'm checking it."

"Sure."

A Reese hitting him in the forehead is the response. Mya giggles as she takes a Kit Kat. 

Jax opens the package and stuffs it in his mouth. He waits until Mya is down eating her piece of candy before he pounces gently as Mya is pregnant.

"Jax!"

Jax laughs as he traps her in his arms and blows a raspberry in her neck. Mya tries to wiggle out of his arms with no success. She huffs annoyed, but she melts into him with her back to his front. 

Jax smirks. He places a soft kiss on her neck as penance and his hand trails down and gently cups the small swell of her belly. 

She is going to give him another child. He would have been happy with just Letty, but he had been ecstatic when Mya had said she wouldn't mind another baby or two.

"She's growing up so fast, Jax."

"I know," he says. It seems it all went by in a blink of an eye from Mya telling him she was pregnant to him holding his daughter. Now, she was three and had him wrapped around her fingers just as much as Mya did. 

"You think she's going to be okay with the baby."

Jax frowns as he knows Mya has been worried about Letty's reaction. They told Letty that there would be a baby coming, but they both didn’t know if she understood what that meant. 

He knows Letty is territorial and possessive. He knows any child getting a sibling struggles with the adjustment. 

However, he knows his daughter. Despite her little bossy nature that will have him sprouting gray hair, she will be just as territorial and possessive of her sibling. 

"She's going to be fine, babe. She'll probably like having someone to boss around."

"Yeah, I wonder where she gets that from."

"Gemma," Jax replies and is rewarded with a laugh from Mya. 

Mya wiggles and he loosens his hold as she turns to face him. 

"Will you be upset if it's not a boy?"

Jax frowns as he looks into her dark brown eyes. "All I want is a safe and healthy delivery for you and the kid."

"Jax…"

"What?"

"Unless you change club bylaws, you can't pass the club down to Letty."

Jax doesn't like where this is headed. He is also worried about who is pushing that shit in her ears. He can only guess who it is.

"Babe, you, Letty, and this and any future baby, are more important than anything. I love my club, but I love you and the children more. The club isn't my legacy. The club isn't my dad's legacy. The kids are. So this shit about needing an heir to the throne or whatever is bullshit."

"You mean that?"

"Of course, I do. Nothing comes before this family - before you."

Mya gives him a watery smile as she leans forward and presses a kiss on his lips. Jax smiles into the kiss and nips at her bottom lip to gain access. She allows him in easily as he switches their position and slides between her legs. 

He's mindful of his weight as the kiss becomes deeper. Mya’s legs come up and wrap around him. 

He pulls back once the need for air becomes too much. Mya’s eyes are hazy with lust and her lips are fuller. He loves her so much it scares him sometimes. 

"I love you."

She rewards him with a soft, gentle smile. "I know, but I want you to show me."

A lecherous grin spreads across his face as he knows that she's it for him. The ring he has been holding onto for far too long deserves to be placed on her finger. 

He has waited long enough. 

[limitlessgojo]

Blood Bound: Blackened Bond (Ch 16)

Warnings: Action, Coarse Language, Fighting, Descriptions of Blood, Death, Gore, Japanese Mythical Folklore, No Major Character Death

Previous Chapter: 土御門天皇 (Tsuchimikado)

Next Chapter: Inferno: Flames of Hell

Word Count: 3.3k

Tags: Kamo Noritoshi x Reader, Soulmates AU, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Fem!Reader

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This chapter is LONG, a lot longer than I expected haha, happy reading!

Chapter 16: Non-Standard

Noritoshi was in a shitty mood to say the least. He went home to his clan immediately after getting a summon. The clan head had discussed their stance on the upcoming war and is readying their jujutsu sorcerers for battle.

His half-brother had made a not too subtle snarky remark about you. "You've already gotten yourself a woman? Wonder if she even likes you. I'm willing to bet Homura's cuter than her." Secretly his brother was curious about you, having heard about your special grade status.

Noritoshi steeled himself, knowing his brother's playboy tendencies at his school.

"That's enough. I am quite serious about her, so don't even think of taking her."

He watched his brother shut up upon seeing him like this and left him hanging.

'Heeehhh? That Noritoshi is actually interested in someone? Interesting…'

Other serious matters aside, his father, as usual, asked about you, only for him to find out you've both gotten into an argument.

The head of the Kamo clan only raised an eyebrow. "That’s normal for every couple."

Noritoshi kept his temper at bay. But he couldn't help resenting his phone call with his father that day. If his father was less controlling and obsessive over their clan status, maybe it would have gone better.

No... He was also influenced by the elders. Ashamed as Noritoshi was to acknowledge it himself.

“We… broke up…”

At that, his father shuts his eyes, mood obviously souring.

"You are literally a fated pair, how is that even possible? *sigh* If it proves too difficult with her… well we had that list of marriage partners set up for you. Homura has made it quite clear she and her family would be very delighted to assimilate with ours."

Is this what Noritoshi wanted? A woman who obviously flirted with him as she lusted for power? No, he wanted you, who never inquired about his status. Just about his family, his mom, dad and half siblings.

You made it very clear you were worried about his family's well-being. And whether they would like you or not. You want him to meet yours. You never even asked him for a gift or much favors. (Though he had a feeling your family was pretty well off, based on your clothes and jewellery.)

And he loved the fact that he could breathe like a regular teenage guy around you. The only thing you’ve requested from him so far was honesty and transparency.

"No. That won't be needed. Y/N is mine. She is the only one for me." He spoke slowly and clearly. This is the first time he actually disagreed with his father. He'd lose his sanity without you.

"I expected as much, I've never seen you this determined about something before. Soulmates are so complicated." His father sighed out. "Do as you wish. It isn't wise for me or the elders to interfere with something as sacred and ancient as this soulbond you share with her anyways."

Noritoshi felt himself earn a small win at that. He was growing a backbone. "Thank you father."

“However! You cannot force her to love you back. Surely you know this. If you don’t get married by the age of 25, as per our clan tradition I’ll have you set up with another woman.”

Noritoshi inwardly sighed, resigned to his fate.

◇◇◇

Needless to say, you trained like a demon as the eve of Christmas quickly approached. Nobody dared come 10 feet near you as you perfected your Blizzard and Tornado techniques. It was normal to hear the crack of a sonic boom and see flashes of lightning around you.

You were hesitant to use your cursed technique reversal. You barely use flames and Inferno in general, but it can't be helped. But now you hold a pack of matches in your hand.

You lit a match and manipulated the flames. It danced dangerously around your fingers before you moved it from one hand to the other.

You were doing well. Spending a lot of time here on campus helped you to control your emotions and not let anger fuel your cursed energy like you did when you were younger. Those were such bad habits.

A wheel of flame circled in front of you. Very clean and stable. All of the sudden, a strong whirl of wind and empty space extinguished the flames like a vacuum … Only one other person in Japan is capable of doing that other than you.

You turned your head to the side and saw an incredibly tall man with snow white hair and a pair of sunglasses approached you. His bright baby blue eyes gently twinkling and peeking over the rims of his shades.

“Satoru nii, it’s been a while. Why visit me now?” You tiredly asked. He came up just a few inches away from you, staring down at you.

“I got a call from Hiroki. I’m here to help you with your special cursed techniques. It’s time, you’ve stopped holding yourself back Neko-chan.” He leered down with his trademark grin.

◇◇◇

You spend the entire afternoon getting pushed around by Satoru. This man was crazy strong. He kicked you against a tree. “OOF” you heaved.

"You avoid using Inferno. Is it because of your childhood trauma? I'm not shaming you but it's something you need to overcome."

You frowned at his words.

"You only have today to train with me y/n! Aren’t you honored I went out of my way from Tokyo to Kyoto?”

"Like hell I am."

“You’re not using the full extent of your cursed techniques. That power is your one true ally in this world. Trust it a bit more. Apart from your soulmate anyways, but I can see you and Noritoshi aren't exactly swell right now." Your eye twitched at that statement.

Satoru eyed the broken strands of red ropes that floated around you. Not a good sign. It was reaching out to the distance. Maybe to where Noritoshi is huh, Satoru wondered. Until he spotted one thin string, still very much intact and alive. He grinned.

‘This prick and his fucking special eye abilities’, you grumbled. He hit your back hard, “What bad language you have. Imma straighten you up today kitteeeen~”

He pranced around you and squatted to lean down to your level.

"But seriously, you say you want to get strong but you fear your own power kitten. Don't do that." Satoru pointed straight at your eyes. “Remove the fear of hurting the people around you. Because you’re literally fighting to protect the ones you love, focus instead on harnessing your cursed energy to fight. Your messed up emotions could cost you a fight, even your life. Doesn’t matter if you’re a special grade like me. At this rate you won’t catch up to me.”

You slumped to the ground in defeat.

“To be honest, I feel like my growth has stunted. I don’t know if it’s the lack of powerful opponents I’ve had lately.”

He sighed out so loudly and obnoxiously that your anger flared up at him. “Thaaat’s what I kept telling you. You shoulda come to Tokyo Jujutsu instead of here! 100% I would enjoy teaching you and I mean it. I could teach you ya know, and Yuuta is there as well. Another Special Grade, although his circumstances are quite unique and with the way he is right now, you have a better chance at beating him one-on-one since he’s a newbie to this world. And yet you kept saying you wanted to be here for your family.” He shook his head.

You felt as though your head cleared up all of a sudden. “Because I was here…. I was meant to be here. Satoru. I know it deep in my soul. Because I met Noritoshi and…. “ Your heart throbbed so loudly you heard it in your ears. A deep pain stabbed into you.

Ah right. You said you were over him. You broke up with him weeks ago.

“And? You’re not together anymore. Figure out your heart and I could let you reconsider transferring to Tokyo Jujutsu High you know?” He said with a frown.

Why does the idea of leaving Noritoshi behind feeling like you were carving your heart out? He isn’t anything to you anymore and yet…

No. Enough of this. You’re here to train and fight that curse that killed Sora. Your emotions were all over the place. Satoru came up to you and wiped your tears off your face.

“What are you doing to yourself y/n? Don’t lie to yourself. I thought you wanted to live life as honestly as possible.” Even Satoru looked concerned and troubled over your state.

You gulped. “Yeah you’re right. I told myself I wanted to get stronger and protect the ones I love. Now I’m just running away. Noritoshi at least has been trying to reach out to me, but I shut him down.” Your heart is hurting.

Satoru stared at you and the cursed energy that was rapidly pulsing around you. Then grinned. “Then... Fight me one-on-one right here right now. Let’s make sure to keep the damages to a minimum and take care of the buildings. All the other students are still here on campus. Sky's the limit since both of us can move well in mid-air. I want to see you control your emotions and fight me properly. I’ll hold back.” He said.

You took a deep breath and looked back up. “Challenge accepted.”

You’ve envisioned this countless times. You wanted to see how you could match-up against Satoru and all his years of experience. You weren’t expecting to win, but you were not going down without a fight. Your cursed technique is actually a good matchup for his.

You can manipulate molecules. Though you suspect his control is on an atomic level, and thus could overpower yours due to his finesse and 6 eyes. But you could at the very least try.

Satoru, on the other hand, already knew of your potential. 'She is the only one I know who can actually touch and surpass me, given that she can control gravity and condense molecules. It will come down to timing and refining techniques.'

“Give me 5 minutes to suit up.” You asked. He agreed. You flew to your room and eyed the katana of your father. He actually planned to give it to Sora when she turns 16. But due to her death, he gave it to you instead on your 16th.

The name was Kintsugi, because it was made of two halves before being welded together in the centre with high grade steel. The center has a core of a fine diamond dust that’s infused with cursed energy. It’s a grade 1 special tool that multiplies the cursed energy you put into it by 10.

“Don’t break it. Don’t break it…. But It’s Satoru I’m going against. It will break.” And so you put it back and instead reached for your best twin blades and metallic whip. You coiled it around your wrist like a bangle, before flying back to Satoru.

“Done preparing, kitten?” He had removed his sunglasses and his blue eyes were out wide open as they assessed your cursed technique.

“Yep!” You yelled. “Ah Toru, shouldn’t we inform the elders or Utahime sensei that we-”

He didn’t give you time to speak as he appeared in front of you all of the sudden. Rushing with a right hook. You quickly dodged. He kept his word and is going easy on you at least.

You exchanged a few blows with him, both his limitless and your spacial barrier active so technically, no hits were landed.

Until you warped the space and forced the molecules around them to retract, making you actually reach and hit him.

He must have expected the solid punch, because in return, he kicked you as he warped off your spacial barrier. You eyed him as you regrouped. It’s anyone’s game huh.

“You’re still holding back! Are you going to be like this in a real battle? Are you okay with staying weak? Or do you have to wait for someone special to die before you ignite?!”

Oh no he didn’t. Your emotions raged, and you tried to calm them down. But all you saw was blood red. You never felt this angry at Satoru before. Before you knew it, you had activated inferno, making the entire surrounding area, which Satoru was in, combust and burn up in flames.

You lit up a match and pulled the flames on the ground and trees towards your smaller flame and held a massive ball of fire. Satoru was gone, it was only soot on the ground. You looked up to see him hurtling down at you.

You barely dodged, before wrapping the flames around you as you used it to strike at him repeatedly. You both rose up higher and higher into the air.

“Special art: Goldenrod,” you shot a bolt of lightning at Satoru only for him to dodge it. “Don’t just shoot it from your hands! Electricity is a current! You can make it run through your entire body!” He yelled as you both spiraled and fought over the campus.

He had the energy to teach you while you were fighting. You scoffed, but listened carefully, generating electricity in your hands before letting it wrap around you.

You were both dodging and striking at each other with such power. The trees swayed violently as winds and rubble were thrown about.

“What on earth…” Noritoshi and the other students stared at the flashes of fire, lightning, and wind above the campus.

The sky darkened. Good. If you had water, that was another asset.

He must have realized this as he immediately activated his Cursed Technique: Reversal. “Red.” You were forced back, plummeting to the ground. You swiftly turned and saw Miwa and Mai staring at you with horror.

You pulled yourself up back into the sky, still filled with fire and lightning, narrowly missing the building. You twisted your fingers to the side. The flames turned into the shape of the Dragon and you whipped back to hit Satoru from the front while your dragon of flame hit him from behind.

He danced around your attacks, teleporting from one area to the next to dodge them.

He then easily extinguished your flames with a flick of his wrist, but your lightning stayed. He can’t extinguish it, because it was coursing through your body, constantly moving.

You both stood, hundreds of feet high above the Kyoto Campus in midair. Lightning flashed above and winds howled.

You’ve never been pushed this hard your entire life. Not with Hiroki. Not with Todo. But Satoru was really on another level of strong. Unbreakable like a monster. He didn’t feel human anymore.

You tried for a Mach Speed hit, which you’ve never tried on anyone else; it would kill them on impact. “Mach 3.5” There was a loud BANG!

Going at Mach Speed has its limits of course. You can afford to do Mach 1, 5 times a day. Mach 2, 3 times, and Mach 4 only once.

A huge cone of smoke formed behind you as you launched yourself at Satoru. He was still able to evade you, but you pointed one hand to him, quickly following up on another attack.

“Fubuki.” Your blizzard technique was a combination of Niflheim and Tatsumaki. Cold air whipped around you and you thrust it towards Satoru. A mini tornado has formed around you and it pushed and pulled widely. But you were in the eye of the storm.

Satoru dodged your winds, but couldn’t escape them all, wincing as some small ice shards cut into his skin. He attracted debris and rocks towards you. One caught on your shoulder, making you yell in pain, but the rest you were able to guard against with your winds.

He immediately closed in on you to prevent you from doing another full blast and punched with ‘Red’. You countered with a roundhouse kick supercharged with your blizzard and lightning, neutralising his infinity jujutsu with a bit of mixed gravity control.

A huge gust of whirlwind was emitted from the impact, forcing everyone on campus down to the ground.

“GOJO! TSUCHIMIKADO! STOP THIS!” Utahime was screaming at the top of her lungs, still heard over the roar of thunderclap.

You both looked at each other and knew it had to end soon. Rain was starting to fall.

He threw his back and laughed out loud. “I hadn’t had this much fun in ages. You’ve grown really strong. Stop me if you can.” And flew away from the buildings and into the surrounding forest. You whipped your tornado around you and quickly followed him.

All the other students that had been watching you go at it followed. Utahime did as well. They stood from a distance as both of you exchanged more hits.

You lit another match and let arrows made of flames rain on Satoru, weakening his limitless barrier as much as you could. Only one arrow slightly singed his sleeve. Damn he was good.

Satoru attracted your body with “Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue.” You felt like your insides were tearing as you tried to stop his force. But his limitless technique easily overpowered yours. You let go and rushed towards him with both your swords out.

He easily sidestepped and kicked them out of your grasp. The hit was so heavy, even though it hit your swords, you felt the force reverberate throughout your body.

Satoru grabbed your neck from behind, and for the very first time since you were awarded the Special Grade Jujutsushi status, you were forced down onto the ground.

You used your cursed technique to soften the blow as much as possible, but Satoru was relentless as he slammed you head-first down onto the grass.

Everyone winced as you hit the ground hard. "He's not human." Mai said. Everyone agreed, not used to seeing you at the mercy of another party like this. They were reminded of who exactly was the strongest sorcerer alive.

In order to win against Satoru, your goal was to touch him and move past his limitless barrier. Even if it’s just for a moment. You couldn’t use Niflheim or Inferno from afar. He would remain unaffected as he guards and stops the change in movement of molecules around him.

But now his hand was around your neck. Your twin blades suddenly rush to close in around his neck in an x position to gather his attention, while you use your technique to warp the space around his hand to weaken limitless and hold onto him.

You lashed out with your metallic whip, letting your cursed technique run through it. It worked and scratched his cheek a bit.

"Enhanced gravity: Output 30%", the ground cracked underneath the both of you as a massive weight pressed down. And then you shocked both Satoru and yourself with the lightning coursing through you. Screaming at the pain in the process.

He gritted his teeth as volts shocked his bones.

Utahime and the others stared at both of you. "What a huge amount of cursed energy." Todo said in awe. "Non-standard Jujutsu users are insane."

Satoru still had the strength to hit your lower back which caused you to heave out and stop Goldenrod from activating. Both of your clothes were literally toasted. “Haha. You’re a scary one y/n.”

That’s all you remembered before you passed out; you were out of cursed energy.

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Noritoshi rushed over to take you in his arms. Pulling your unconscious body close to his, he gave you a once-over. You had just fainted from exhaustion, there were no serious injuries. Good.

"Noritoshi," Satoru called.

"Yes, Gojo San?"

"Take care of her for me please."

He straightened up, "Of course. There’s no need to ask that from me." He then carried you to the infirmary, holding you gently in his arms.

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Author's Notes: Me writing this entire scene: FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!! (x100)

Y/n was able to fight on par with Satoru, because he chose to limit his cursed energy output and match his skills to her level. A psychokinesis cursed technique would be a natural enemy for limitless since you can condense and expand space between molecules. But you still lack experience in battle. And if we were going to talk about Domains, Satoru would dominate the battle.