#and the stress i have about speaking in a perfect manner has made it so that idk how to pronounce a lot of words and sometimes

[perilegs]

You often leave tags worrying about your English spelling and typos, which is ridiculous because you have better English grammar and correct spelling more than most first language English speakers

ahdjdk i know but ty, i appreciate hearing it!

[aroaceleovaldez]

random question but i came across a post of yours where you talked about how mark oshiro sort of erased an aspect of nico's ADHD by making a joke about how he only liked mythomagic cards because he's gay and there are hot guys on the cards, and then TSATS also seemed to really downplay the themes of neurodivergence in the series. and it made me wonder if you have any thoughts on how the show has portrayed the demigods' ADHD and dyslexia so far? i've seen some people say that the show also downplayed it a lot, and i'm inclined to agree... which feels really weird considering that rick's own son's neurodivergence was specifically a major inspiration for him writing the series. but if i recall correctly a lot of scenes showcasing that in the first book were taken out of the show.

Oh absolutely, a lot of scenes and general discussion about adhd/dyslexia were removed in the show (and some of the disability-coding in general - i appreciate the change they made with making Chiron disabled based on his mythos rather than just using a wheelchair as a disguise, but i wish they had kept Grover's crutches in a similar manner honestly) - I've made a couple of posts discussing it: here, here, and this reblog is relevant to my opinions about the matter. There's probably some other stuff in my pjo tv crit tag.

I think the main sentiment i have regarding it - which i've seen a couple of other people mention as well - is how much the show ignores or outright removes and downplays Percy's personal struggles with his disabilities to instead emphasize Sally's experiences instead, particularly in manners of her taking out her stress on Percy - which alongside being completely antithetical to Sally's role in the books, is pretty ableist and why I continually compare show!Sally to Autism Speaks Parents. Autism Speaks tends to make an emphasis on the struggles of the parents of autistic children rather than treating autistic individuals like a person experiencing their own struggles. One of the major points of Sally's character (and later Paul) in the books is that she's an incredibly accommodating parent and works hard to make sure Percy is supported when he's struggling with his disabilities, because he's not been able to find that accommodation elsewhere. That's part of why Sally is such a great mom in particular, and is intentionally supposed to directly contrast Annabeth's home life struggles with her parents having difficulty navigating how to provide that same level of accommodation to help support her (and how Annabeth finds that accommodation at CHB instead, because that's the metaphor that CHB is supposed to represent - an appropriately accommodating system they can rely on, and then exploring how that's still a flawed system and looking at how disabled kids/demigods fall through the cracks and how to change the system to better support them).

The show also almost completely ignores Percy's ADHD/dyslexia experiences in general after the first episode. I was honestly really happy with, in the first episode, how clearly Percy's poor experiences in the American education system, particularly relating to his neurodivergence, have informed his reaction to situations such as people trying to tell him he's a demigod in coded language. It was essentially the perfect update to something i've discussed in the past here, about how the original "all demigods have adhd/dyslexia because it's secretly SUPERPOWERS" thing was presented as the basis for the series and why that teaching/parenting style fell out of favor. We see Percy in e1 acknowledge how dismissive of his struggles it is to constantly just be told he's "special" - and we even get explicit acknowledgement of how that description is used aggressively and for ostracization (from Nancy), which is extremely true to the experiences of kids who grew up with that teaching/parenting structure. But then we get to episode 2 and... all the acknowledgement of ADHD/dyslexia/etc is gone. We get at most a one-off acknowledgement from Luke that demigods are all neurodivergent and that's it. Pretty much nothing else for the entire rest of the season, save for flashback scenes that only emphasize Sally's experiences, not acknowledge Percy's. No further acknowledgement of Percy's dyslexia, or Annabeth's, or anything about their ADHD, or even Percy's completely removed PTSD (which we know for sure because of both writer commentary [see: that second post i linked about the LA Times article] and Percy's total lack of reaction to Mr. D). Nothing.

It was extremely disheartening to say the least, having such a strong start and it evaporating completely, and I fully agree with you.

[liquidstar]

SEASON 3 TRAILER DROPPED HERES MY THOUGHTS (LN spoilers)

BROTHER AND SISTER OF ALL TIME THEYRE SO CUTE <3 love seeing how their relationship has progressed from beako literally throwing him out a window for stuff like this to her happily playing along its so so so so so cute. genuinely just one of the cutest and sweetest dynamics in the series

hi ram roswaal and fred :) this is probably all we're going to really see of you guys this arc lol

JOSHUA REAL!!!!! but not for long (also otto in the bg foreshadowing all the drinking hes about to do this arc. hes so stressed. poor emilia is trying her best)

julius looks so babyfaced here? they really emphasized his long eyelashes just like subaru has been on about every time he mentions him. they better include the scene where he checks him out, like, if they dont animate subaru looking dead at this mans ass im going to riot

i LOVE this shot of ana. you can really tell shes up to some corrupt capitalist bullshit as we speak. love her for that. wish i had this pic when i made that one money game anastasia video

the red dress actually does look really good on crusch like it compliments the green hair really well but also the crusch we know would not walk around in such a thing so its like. damn looks like the "memories are an important part of identity" story thinks memories are an important part of identity. who knew.

ALSO LOVE FELTS NEW LOOK SO MUCH! the only complaint is i felt (felt lol) like the red brought out her eyes more but the blue also looks cool. three primary colors all being used looks nice too

whatever who cares about all that THE CUNT!!!!!!! THE CUNT IS HERE!!! I CANNOT WAIT FOR ALL THE DRAMA SHE CAUSES TO BE ANIMATED FOR REAL

no fucking way... did they actually...

THEY DID! THEY CENSORED THAT HORRIBLE FUCKING DESIGN OH MY GOD. SHES WEARING SHORTS AND JUST A CROPPED SHIRT. AND CHAPS I GUESS? BUT ALSO A LITTLE SKIRT CAPE SO NO ASS SHOTS... THIS WILL MAKE WATCHING THE SEASON SO MUCH MORE TOLERABLE. i mean not perfect but STILL.

photos taken seconds before disaster lmfao. i still love how chin thinks subaru is a freak and weirdo for being so buddy buddy with him after he and his buddies mugged him. twice. (even more times from subarus perspective. hell he stabbed subaru once) genuinely cant wait to see more of this dynamic its so stupid.

THE FUCKING CUNT!!!!!! also the apples lol

oh you poor thing. you have no idea what next level family drama bullshit awaits. good luck. get ready to kill grandma AGIAN lol

:'( emilia still misses her terrible cat dad and its kinda sad when you know were not getting a resolution on that here either. they both look so sad :(

i cannot wait for garf mommy issues round fucking 2.

THIS CRAZY BITCH!!! I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE THIS CRAZY BITCH ANIMATED. I CANT WAIT TO SEE HOW THEYRE PORTRAY HER MANNERISMS. ESP W HOW WILD PETELGEUSE WAS ANIMATED IN S1. REAL LOONY TOONS BULLSHIT. AND HER POWERS ARE ALSO SOOOOOO MUCH COOLER I CANT WAIT

NO MORE DRESSES FOR CRUSCH YAY

he fucking bit it. yeah i guess thats what dogs do tho.

YOU. DIVORCE MAN. KILL YOURSELF. SLASH SERIOUS.

the empathy powers will have a glowing eye effect. very cool but i hope they dont show it too much in the first scene bc like in the LN i think its cooler if you dont know why everything is so... Wrong.

i dont rly have anything to say i just think ferris looks cool covered in blood. imagine being healed here like doctor catgirl will see you now

emilia be nice. that crazy bitch might be your mom. just like how the previous crazy bitch was in fact your dad.

THEY CHANGED UP CAPELLA'S DESIGN TOO honestly tho her being sexualized makes sense w a lot of the themes (the way its intentionally meant to be perverse and gross in a way explicitly stated) so i didnt mind as much and she still IS here but. this is still an improvement imo just a better outfit looks cooler. bug.

NAUR I DONT WANNA WAIT... OCTOBER.... AUGH

[lady-ashfade]

Can I request a fluffy Wednesday Addams x Reader one-shot? It can be angst with a fluffy ending or just complete fluff, and you can decide the scenario and reader's gender (I'd prefer it to be a gender-neutral reader, but you can pick whichever you want). :)

Yes you may my darling 💗🌸💕

Red lipstick.

Wednesday Addams x reader.

Plot: After missing your girlfriend you pulled her aside, and while doing so you left behind something that will soon cause you trouble.

Notes: The reader is called no gender pronouns or specifics, but the red does wear red lipstick. But everything can wear it. (please tell me if I messed up somewhere, I’m so used to writing for she/her pronouns)

This is really short.

Warnings: Kissing, a little dark themes but just because it’s Wednesday. Also probably spelling mistakes.

You loved your girlfriend, you would do anything she asked of you because in your eyes she was your own goddess. If she asked you, you would carve your heart and had it to her with a smile on your face, it belonged to her anyway. She was seen as morbid and sinister, a threat to anyone in her presence and to you…She was all of those things but you didn’t see it as a bad thing, but you loved it. Her dark ways and views on the world always made your head turn and think about what it’s like in her drain, she was fascinating.

But this week she hasn’t been able to be with you as much as you liked and you knew sometime she liked personal space but she was overworking herself. Maybe she liked the feeling of stress and her brain fogged with everything at once and the overwhelming feeling it put on her body. But it wasn’t healthy and you missed your girlfriend, so much.

Wednesday walked through the hallway with her thoughts keeping her focused on everything that has been happening. Which to your luck gave you a perfect opportunity to emerge from the dark class room and pull her in, closing the door behind you both. You gasped a bit when your body was shoved to the wall and her arm crushing your throat but you weren’t scared.

Her eyes realized you and her hard expression let up a bit but she still looked annoyed. “I could have kill you.” Her words spit like venom. You smiled as she let you breathe and speak. “By your hands it would be a honorable death.” You said the words to make her heart flatter, you saw her mouth curve up slightly and her eyes light up. “What’s this about?” She let her arm fall.

“Just wanted to see you and be alone.” Hands reached up to touch her cheek and she allowed the soft action. “You saw me this morning.” She stated. Maybe she was making fun of you for missing her that much but you know she didn’t mean anything by it. “That was too long ago,” you moved forward, “And I didn’t get to do this.”

Your lips met hers in a rushing manner and she immediately let out a breath and kissed you back. Her hands reached the back of you neck and rub the skin with her thumb while getting closer to you. She hated to admit but she has been missing you more and more, this case and whole monster business has kept her from you.

“My dark raven, how I love you so.” You chuckled and pulled back to kiss her cheek, which she wasn’t even realizing what you had done. “I’d die for you.” Her words were true and real but she would, it’s also her way of saying I love you back. “Hmm, I think we should get going. I’ll be at your dorm tonight.” You kissed her neck softly as a goodbye and ran off, she watched and her smile finally should.

But that was shortly lived when she walked to class that she shared with Enid and Xavier. Everyone in class stared at her which wasn’t unusual but this time it was something more, it was giving her a weird feeling and not the good kind. She sat down in between the two friends and they both just looked mortified. Xavier was smirking and amused and enid looked shocked but a little excited. “You seem to have had a good time.” The boy joked and Wednesday looked at him curiously.

“What are you on about now?” This only made him chuckle and face away from her. But enid was at her rescue, “Have a look.” She pulled out a small mirror and handed it to Wednesday and the girl took at look at herself. The pit in her stomach was turning and she almost felt embarrassed but over all she was annoyed and mad.

“I’m going to kill them.”

A red kiss mark was on her cheek, one on the neck and some smeared on her lips. She was mad at herself to for not coming to the conclusion herself because she knew y/n had red lipstick on but it slipped her mind.

Wednesday will get her revenge.

[duchessofostergotlands]

It's funny how yesterday I was listening you stressing out British people don't emphatize with the riches' misery while strolling news about five millioners stuck in a submarine.

Lol, I speak only the truth!

In all seriousness, whether it’s right or wrong, it is hard to sympathise when people voluntarily chose to go in an obvious death trap, without doing any due diligence, to explore what is an actual gravesite because they’re so rich they have no understanding of personal risk and want to be able to boast about accessing things most humans can’t access. If our species was supposed to be at the bottom of the ocean we would be lol. This wasn’t about discovery or science but purely about profit and ego, and it’s killed five people. And the fact one of them chose to take his 19 year old son with him - there is no way that boy could have gone on the trip without his dad’s money and approval, and since I first drafted this it’s come out he may have been pressured to go - and now a family have lost two people in terrible circumstances makes it even worse. It’s just wasteful, frankly. I sympathise with their families, I wish things had gone differently, but it really is such a perfect encapsulation of how insane wealthy inequality has become!

I was thinking about this topic after we did our episode and I think it’s about balance. I’m comfortable, financially, because I have parents who were comfortable financially, I studied in a place where higher education is free, I have no kids and no social life, and I’ve been hoarding money like Smaug since I was a child. But even I worry about keeping a roof over my head, I worry about what happens if I lose my job. I’ve been made redundant before and had that feeling of panic and fear that I’ll never find another job. I couldn’t find a place to live on my own on my salary in the city I worked in which negatively impacted my mental health and I’m already struggling with a severe mental illness. And I’m lucky, millions in the U.K. have it way worse than me. I’m not one of those people who thinks the rich can’t suffer or that their emotions don’t matter - that’s a slippery slope as that would dnd up with everyone except the one human who is worst off in the whole world being told they can’t suffer and they don’t matter - but at the same time normal humans all have this struggle. So when you see multi millionaires and billionaires - especially those who inherited wealth - they automatically have less on their plate to worry about in terms of financial security, they don’t have those daily worries we all have. And so when they do experience hardship it kind of feels to the public - or to me at least - like the hardship has to be more intense in order to balance the scale because they already start off so much higher. Does that make sense?

I do think actively celebrating deaths is a bit much. It���s cruel but more importantly it’s completely pointless and damages the cause, and I think is more often than not done so people on the Internet can feel better about themselves and show off to their friends. But I completely get why people don’t feel pity or sympathy either. There’s a massive cavern in the middle where most of us sit. I just think it’s knowing the time and place and manner when it comes to vocalising that view. Nobody can make you empathise but you don’t have to declare it, unprompted, in the most callous way you can think of

[knightyoomyoui]

JeongSa (Jeongyeon & Sana) x M & F Reader - “Perfect World”

This was originally made to be exclusive only for female readers but due to last minute decisions, I included male readers also to be featured! With that being said, two for two special for this new update! Enjoy reading everyone! A/N: I personally love my new start and end chapter card design lol.

Sana couldn't believe what she's witnessing in front of her eyes.

Sana was standing at the door wearing office attire after she had just returned home from her job as a weather forecaster at a news channel. She is expecting that when she gets home, she will just relax herself, but from what she can see now, it seems that it made her tired even worse and increased her stress. The entire living room of her house is messy, where it has full of bottles, empty packs of chips and even used cigarettes on the top of the glass table, on the carpet and on the couch. She sighed heavily and slumped her shoulders in retreat, groaning softly at the irritating sight. As she kept on staring at this entire mess, a sound of the creaking door was heard not that far from her right side. She just watched you slowly walk in an unbalanced manner, your noticeable droopy eyes and slow movements especially the lingering smell of alcohol reeking from your body has whan made her deduced something she can be definitely assured about. And she wasn't happy of it... at all. "S-sana... m-my love, you'reee *hiccup* back.", you saw her cross armed figure blocking your way at the end. You were about to hug her but Sana just shooed your arm and your hands aside to prevent you from touching her. "What the hell is this, YN?" she frustratingly asked you who can't even stand straight anymore. "We've talked about this, right?" she pointed her hands at the disorderly look of the living room.

"How many times should I tell you that you should not be consuming large amount of alcohol anymore and I meant THIS! Don't you really want to resolve your alcohol problem, huh YN?" Sana said as she walked away from you to observe the living room and pick a nearly empty bottle of whiskey laying on the couch. She scoffed, not in the complete mood when she glanced her eyes around. "And you really didn't bother to maintain the house look tidy too?" You gestured her stop by raising your two palms. "I-I was about to clean it, okay? It just happens that I had to pee for a minute, I didn't even know that you're gonna be at home a little early." You defended, purposively stating that it wasn't your intention at all to leave these scattered around here. "Then answer my damn question instead, why are you drinking again? Have you seriously just waited for me to leave the house earlier so you can drown yourself in drunkedness like what you are right now?" Sana asked you with her severe glare while she intensely threw her Prada bag on the couch due to her fuming anger. You clawed your hair in remorse and conflict, hissing at your own fault you are helpless to deny and dodge. "W-well I just wanted my own fun, you know? It's been getting pretty boring here around the house, specially when most of the time I'm just here staying alone while you're at work." "You call this fun, but do you think this is right?", Sana raised her brow on you; lifting the whiskey bottle again and present it on you. You were speechless. Ofcourse it isn't. You wanted to etort but you ran out of words to say since she's getting a very understandable point here between the two of you. You decided that if you just speak more, she'll eventually only going to win higher on each other's argument. "YN, can't you understand I'm being strict on you because I'm worried on your health? You know what the doctors have told us about your kidney. Don't you truly care at all that's why you want it let worsen?" She sighed, shutting off her eyes before looking again at you in disappointment and worriedness. "I'll just have to say this, if you already that; we're not the same YN. You're doing this as if you don't have a girlfriend who deeply cares about you, and that just hurts me. Just please, don't continue being like this. I don't want us to get in trouble even more because of this problem of yours." "I'm going to my bed now. I was just expecting to just greet you with usual hugs and kisses and let you know that I'm tired but here you are instead, giving me headache." She removed her vest and picked up her bag again after using it as a preview of her infuriation built upon you. "Clean that mess first, then you can join me in the bed after." She finally entered her bedroom and closed the door, leaving you unforgiven and unable to complain with one more deserving task to do before you also throw yourself in sleep to reduce the effects of your drunken state.

----------------------- The next morning, you woke up from a bad hangover as part of the consequences of the mistake you've done yesterday by consuming too much alcohol despite already being prohibited by the doctor and your girlfriend who is just following obediently for the sake of your health's safety. You willingly accepted it, not even bothered to complain as you instead blame yourself repeatedly while groaning in the pain caused by your head that results in your unwell senses and dizzyness. Rising up from the bed where Sana is nowhere to be found, you slowly exit the bedroom and carefully trailed downstairs where you met the roaming mouthwatering smell of Sana's cooking from the kitchen. She noticed your incoming presence, but only proceeded on focusing back on preparing the breakfast. "Good morning." You gave your bravery still to greet her atleast and not act like you aren't the troublemaker by showing your prideful ignorance. "Good morning. I prepared you food. I already called it you'll be feeling horrible from your hangover." Sana said as she slowly walked towards the table with a tray on her hand containing a bowl of steaming hot of mushroom soup. It makes you a bit jealous that she gets ham eggs and bacons instead as her food but like you said, face what you deserve. "Thanks." You and Sana ate silently, none of you were interested to talk about anything and just want to enjoy the food placed in front to energize yourselves on starting another brand new day. You might not know what Sana's reason is but you can guess her thoughts why she's acting like this. Clearing your throat after swallowing a hot spoonful of soup, you began to speak. "About what I did yesterday, I'm sorry for that babe." You looked at her but she just continued to eat. You frowned, thinking that wasn't enough; so you bowed your head and also continued to eat only for Sana to slow down her eating and play with the spoon on her hand before she heaves a sigh and gently looked at you. "It's okay now. Just swear to your word that I have reminded and warned you not to do it again, please." Sana nonchalantly said to you. You looked at her and nodded. "Yeah, I'll stop next time from now on." "Good. I hope you learnt your lesson." She smiled timidly and scooped another in her soup. "Uhm... h-how was your work yesterday? I was curious how draining it is but I didn't get to ask you properly so might as well I have to do it today." You shyly questioned her as you caressed your arm. Sana smiled, appreciating your never-changing thoughtfulness for her. "It is exhausting to say the least. "Our boss requested for us to stay longer for a meeting because some of us including me were assigned to report updates such as me on weather to be presented in public screens so that bypassers can be notified atleast even out of their TVs or social media." You nodded and hummed understandably before taking it as a signal to continue the flow of your peaecful conversation with her while acting again as her sweet boyfriend/girlfriend like you always loved to share whenever you're alone with her. Afterwards, Sana is presently preparing for her work while you on the hand is resting on the couch by watching basketball on TV whereas your anticipated match between Lakers and Warriors for Game 1 of the NBA semifinals is happening live. As Sana checked her social media app on her phone after applying makeup to herself, she viewed something unexpected of an update in her feed that made her fists to clench and hands grip tighter on her phone as her teeth grits in anger. She hurriedly comes down on the stairs and alarms you with an intimidating scream. "YN!!!" "Y-yeah?" you turned around to look at how pissed off she is which confuses you on what turned her mood upside down early in the morning immediately. She showed you her phone, what's in the screen had your eyes largened and nervousness to increase as you realized that you are indeed in a screwed up situation again today. Sana confronted you with a picture of you together with your friends at the living room filled with alcohols and snacks last night in her hands. "NOW IT MAKES SENSE TO ME NOW THAT IT SEEMS A LITTLE OFF THAT YOU DRANK ALL OF THAT WIHISKEYS, BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T EVEN ALONE YESTERDAY!"

She observed the picture again while you were still standing frozen and unresponsive, didn't know whether you'll be mad at yourself for even doing it yesterday or for your friend who was revealed to be Sana's mutual friend also in Facebook. You told him that if she'll going to posts your pictures taken together, you don't want your profile to be tagged for Sana to be unable to see it. Unfortunately, that didn't turned out well.

"What now, YN? Not only you drank alcohol without my knowing, you even allowed your friends to just entered my property without my permission?!" Sana scolded you one more time as she raised her voice on you. "I said I was bored okay? I invited them to join me entertaining myself atleast while time is passing through. I- I was about to ask permission to you but-" You tried to perform a lie in attempt to save yourself but you got interrupted by you irritated girlfriend. "Don't fool me anymore with these excuses, YN. Can't you really follow just simple rules?! You know that 's one of the things we talked about whenever I'm away from work but look at what you did instead, you turned my house rather to a hangout spot I don't even have an idea what's happening inside!" Sana kept on ranting about all her complains for your stubborness. "You can't blame me for being like that, Sana! Everyday I had to just wait for you after being gone for almost whole day and I'm just here trapped alone not knowing what the hell I should do other that anticipate for your arrival over and over again." You fought back, wanting Sana to atleast acknowledge your side behind all of these. "So you mean... you complain because... I have work to do and I just leave you here without me being around?" Sana puzzledly repeated. "I don't understand at all, YN. I don't know why this affects you that much if you already know why I am doing this. You know it as part of my background ever since you met and ask me for a relationship with you and I'm doing this to support ourselves always. That's all. Now you're here in front of me, telling me that you are complaining about what keeps us together in the first place?" "If it wasn't for this job, there will be no me... and there will be no you, YN." Sana reminded as she pursed her head forward and stare at you intently with her cold aura. She turned around and began walking away. As she was about to open the door, she peeks at you again for a short time to add one more simple advice. "If you want to have addition purpose in life, work like me and then maybe you can tell me how does it feel to struggle." She said before fully opening the door and shut it. -------------------------- Sana entered her workplace which is a popular broadcasting network. You arrived at the floor where the studio is located. At the dressing room, she was greeted by her secretary and started assisting her through everything.

While she was busy practicing her script for today's news report, she was approached by her friend and colleague who is one of the newscasters of the show. "Good morning Sana." She said with a smile on her face. "Oh hey good morning, Jeongyeon-ssi." Sana pushed her paper away and glanced at the woman wearing a black fitted blazer and skirt with matching black stockings and heels. "Are you good? You seemed a little gloomy and unlively today." She asked with concern, posing with her hands placed on her coat's pockets. "Uhh how do you say so?" "You looked like you're pressuring yourself memorizing the lines, but not because of nervousness. You've been having that grumpy and lacking emotion in your face since you arrived here." Jeongyeon explained, using her handy observative skills. "I guess I'm that obvious then." Sana smiled forcefully smiled. "What happened?" Jeongyeon curiously asked. "Some problem between me and my girlfriend. Let's say she doesn't listen what's being told to her that would be very important for her." "Ahhh..." Jeongyeon reacted knowledgeably. "Alright whatever it is whether you want to share it with or not, I hope you two can figure it out well. Just get it together and cheer up, okay?" she raised her fists as symbol of encouragement. "Okay. Thanks for that, you sillyhead." Sana giggled which brought the two of them to broke out in laughter. "There you go, be happy for me today? We still have a lot ahead of us so don't be let down already." Jeongyeon pinched Sana's cheeks who blushed and grinned bright. Later on, Sana successfully reported her weather forecast for today. When she returned to the dressing room, a suspicious bento box is placed solely on the table. She stepped closer to check, noticing a small sticky note pasted on the lid of the container. A smile quickly plastered on her face as she reads what's being said in the note and who wrote the message for her. "Cheer up, sha! I bought this for you, so enjoy this cheese kimbap well okay?" - JY -------------------------------- 2 DAYS LATER Sana is laying her head on your lap while watching a movie marathon together at night. She was totally enjoying the film until she raised her head and captured the sight of you using your phone. Observing your laughs and smiles, it enlightened her that you weren't actually reacting at the film you're watching along with her... but with something you're more attentively checking out rather. Having done with this, Sana quickly removed her head on your lap and lifted her body to sat herself and glare at you ridiculously which taken you aback at her sudden change of mood. "Can you just put down your phone for a while? I was like the only one who's so interested on the film we're watching right now." Sana complained at your oblivious actions. "Tell me, do you even like what I chose?" "Uhm yeah. I do it's j-"

"Then why can't you just join me and leave your eyes on that phone for a moment?" She huffed an air in annoyance. "What are you even doing on your phone? Is that important?" she asked as she looked at you still holding the phone with it's screen still litted up. "N-no, there's-" "Then let me see." She rushed attempting to grab your phone which she does, unable to stop her as your instinct were beaten by how fat she just stole your belonging in your hand. "W- wait! Sana..."

"What's this? You're messaging someone?" Sana said as she tracks the content of the entire conversation you're having with that particular person at the moment. "Who is this you're chatting with?" "It's just my friend, Sana."

"A friend... hmmm is this a girl?" She saw the profile picture of the person in the chat box. "She's just a friend that I met on Facebook okay? We're both members of this group that was created by the fandom of the same artist we're stanning so yeah, we're just talking along at how related we are in our common interests." You elaborated.

"Okay, I'll allow that... but isn't it now that we are currently spending a time together being as a couple? Especially that I planned to have this with you while I'm in my dayoff from work today." Sana replied, giving you a grimace full of attitude. "You're supposed to focus on me only, on what were both doing. But instead, you still choose to talk with this nobody as if she's better than me and what we're having is only getting irrelevant. Have you forgotten that you're with me. ME AS YOUR GIRLFRIEND, YN?!" "Sana, okay fine I'm sorry okay, let's just go back watching and I-"

You tried to grabe your phone away from her clutch but Sana refuses, swinging it with more distance from you to reach. "No, let me read more about what you're keep on talk-" "Wait, Sana I already told you okay?"

"Then why are you stopping me? You did nothing wrong, right?" "Yes, I know but this hasn't to go longer for us to fight. You don't have to do that. I'll join you again now on-" You didn't stopped, following every sways of Sana on her arm to caught her and atleast try to break the hold so you can snatch the phone from her.

"I said don't force me, YN! Just stay there and let me atleast know if there's somet-" "What? What do you mean something? You really think of that?" "YES! JUST MAKING SURE THAT THERE'S MORE THAN WHAT YOU SAY TO ME." Sana immediately scrolled on your phone as she began reading your messages with your online friend. You just sighed exhaustedly before returning back on persuading her. "Sana... I swear there's nothing you'll find out." You tried to reach your phone again but Sana dodges. "Sana... give that to me now."

She didn't listened. You are slowly getting furious now at how pesky she's being. "Sana... Sana just give it- SANA I SAID GIVE IT BACK TO ME!!!" You finally had the phone in you and pressed the power button to switch it off. Breathing deeply to calm yourself down, you looked at Sana and you were surprised that Sana was just staring at you with a same depression, but what differs from her is that her mouth is agape and her eyes are getting watery.

A tear drop in her eye flows down on her cheek. Soon, you just realized what did you do to her that urged her emotions to shift and gave up instantly. You accidentally pushed Sana hard on the other end of the sofa after you forcefully tugged the phone out of her hands with pure strength and desperation. Staring at her astounded and hurt condition, you gently checked up worriedly on her. "Oh my god... S-Sana I'm sorry." You tried to grab her wrist but Sana takes it off away, looking afraid and stunned at what just happened to her. "S-sana... Sana wait!" Devastated and tired to engage in another argument with you at the wrong time, Sana quickly stood up from her seat and rushed out of the house where you tried to chase her from behind, until you halted when Sana took the car and drives off away. ---------------------- The next day, you immediately left your house after you found out from one of Sana's friends where she went today after she left your house last night. You drove your car to the specified place and when you arrived, from the window, you immediately saw Sana in the front yard sitting alone and holding a glass with only a drink. Even if she has her back is the one that can be seen, you will know that it is her right away, especially since you know your own girlfriend very well which from her long curvy almond hair and the same shirt of yours she's wearing, even the fact that you have been close to each other for a long time. You got out of the car and immediately ran to the gate and looked over the small wall that was protected by a metal fence so you could see him clearly. "Sana!" you shouted as you brought your face closer to the gap in the metal fence so that she could hear and immediately notice where that voice was coming from. She turned and that's when she saw you being blocked from outside. Sana's expression fell when she saw you. "YN...?" She stood up slowly while she was still staring at you where her sadness was also growing on her lips, because of what you did to her last night that you were so shocked that you didn't even suddenly think about what you did to her that was disturbing. "Sana, please let's talk. I know what I did was wrong, so I'm really sorry. I love you, can you come home with me?", you said to her with a tone of voice of begging and innocence far from what you intended to do that. She removed her sight of you and bowed her head as she played with her fingers due to the nervousness and shame she felt.

"H-how did you find out w-where I am?" she ignored what you said and instead asked you this in surprise. "YN! Why are you here?!" Your conversation with Sana suddenly broke when one of her friends showed up and the person you mentioned gave the location where your girlfriend went and that exact place was right here in her house. "Didn't I tell you not to come here and let her give himself time to calm down from what you did to her?!" you were told by Momo who is also Japanese like Sana. "Do you really have no pity for him?" "YN?!" even Momo's girlfriend and also one of Sana's friends named Mina came out from inside their house to see what was happening here. "Look, I'm here to pick up my girlfriend and what I want is for us to talk about what happened. Please let us both make things right because this problem is only ours." you reprimand them immediately before they try to disagree with what you want. But, as soon as you thought about it, Momo immediately objected to you. "No way. She'll stay here while she can't face you for good." Momo said. You scratched your head and rubbed your face some more before you stood in front of the gate and faced Momo intently who was now here to try to understand each other. "Okay, I understand that she's your friend and you just want to take care of her. You and Mina. But, I'm her boyfriend/girlfriend and does what I want wasn't enough to happen for us to be together again?" "And what if I tell you that the reason why I don't allow you to get close to her is that the order given to me came from her personally. I'm just listening to my friend, YN." Momo said that she was tired of prolonging it even more and that she wanted it to be clear immediately for each of them about Sana's only request. "Can you still do anything about it even though she's the one who doesn't want to talk with you so far? "So please just leave first, YN and wait for her to come when she can. Just understand her first because she really didn't expected what you did." Momo begs you. You sighed in defeat after you failed to convince Sana that you two are on the mend. Now you blame yourself for your mistake more and more. "Just listen, YN. Please. We both just want Sana to be okay." Mina pleaded in support of her girlfriend Momo. "Fine. But in a few days, I'll be back here to check on her." you said to them seriously. They nodded in agreement. They said goodbye to you and you did the same to them. Without any other choice, you went back to your house alone because you still can't get along with her. Just as you left, another car appears in front of Momo's residence being driven by Jeongyeon who visited to do the same purpose of what brought you there. Meanwhile, when Mina and Momo entered their house, Sana looked at them and asked what happened before she started crying and the two suddenly hugged her.

At sunset, while you were sleeping, you were suddenly surprised by a call from one of your friends. You woke up and when you answered you listened and remembered what they said as part of your agreement. Listening to the accordance of their plan tonight, you are now with your group of friends hanging out inside a bar. They planned this to join and console you by giving you so many drinks and freely allowed you to aggressively pour all your hard feelings regarding your fault over Sana through your drunk state. Now completely drunk and out of your consciousness, you are currently alone in your table while the rest of your friends are still in the dance floor going crazy in fun. You kept on drinking more soju and as it emptied, you ordered another one from the waitress. The waitress was about to deliver your drink only for it to be discarded when someone stole it from her hold and did the honors rather to allow her serve it to you by herself. As she poured your glass with a new amount of Soju, she sat beside you and assisted you to drink it by holding it to your mouth. She was interestingly watching you drink as you finished the content and released the refreshing and strong taste of the alcohol in your throat. "Hi there. Wow, you must be really good in taking shots, don't you?" the mysterious woman asked with a smirk. "W-who are y-you?" you aksed her. You couldn't even identify this person is because of how blurry and unstable you are from being very drunk tonight. "My name's Solar, I'm a stripper in this bar." The lady introduces her identity to you. You may haven't view her exactly, but she is currently wearing only a jacket that barely hid her upper hlaf clothing which is a black lached crop top dress and a fitted low skirt. "Seems like you're a new customer. I haven't recognize your face existing here before." "Y-yeah... I'm just new in this... p-place." You stammered as a hiccup escaped in your mouth, another sign that you are completely intoxicated with alcohol right now. Solar just smirked ever wider when she heard that, knowing that she can easily gain access of you the more she continues pursuing her agenda.

"Why are you here by yourself?" Solar curiously asked, twirling some strands of your hair with her finger. "I-.... Came to unwind. Girlfriend's... mad at me..." you said. Solar dropped her hand to your shoulder and she began caressing it, making longer strokes where even your collar and crook of your neck weren't left untouched too. Your breathe hitched at how warm, tickling and enducing her slow touches feels within your skins. It almost gives your chills around your body. "Mmmm... is that so? Would you let me accompany you for tonight and help you with your problem?" "B-but... Sana..." you lowered your head, frowning. "I just n-need-" "Ssshhhh..." Solar shuts off your lips to prevent the next words you're about to say. She doesn't want you to be reminded of whoever that girlfriend Sana of yours. All she just want right now is to have fun with you all night long as you got her preference all marked since she saw you from the stage while she's performing. "She's not here, YN. But I am... so can you say my name instead?" You gulped as she cupped your chin. "S-... So.... Solar..." "Very good, hadnsome/gorgeous." She smirked. "So... do you want to enjoy your time by joining me by my side for tonight, YN?" "O-okay..." you nodded. "Oh I'm so excited." She bit her lips. "I'm going to ask you again, you're good at taking shots?" "I-I am." "Would you want to demonstrate it with me?" "Sure." Solar had this naughty idea in her mind. She grabbed your glass and poured it again with Soju. She drank it but she only remained it inside her mouth for while before she poked your shoulder and you leaned over in curiosity.

Your face was now facing her and now Solar took advantage by pressing her lips onto you, passing all the soju in her mouth to yours as your tongues duel with a messy kiss while both finally had each other's heads being grabbed from behind and pushing one another even closer to intensify the kiss. You emptied all the soju in Solar's mouth and tasted the bittersweet combination of taste between the soju and her cherry lipbalm. Solar pulled your arm and you followed her out of the restaurant, left unnoticed by your friends who are also busy making out somewhere by some of the other strippers in the club. Both you and Solar entered your car and drove away to go to a place where you two can spend the rest of the night having fun privately. However, your departure was caught by somebody who even got to take a picture of you before wondering at what she'd seen. ------------------------------ Days have gone passed by, you completely forgotten your ongoing problematic situation with Sana thanks to Solar who is still sleeping with you couple more times since that night, keeping you entertained, relaxed and satisfied at the patience she's giving at you in return. Through that you were unable to resist and hold back from her charms she presents among you. Solar even had introduced you to the other friends and fellow strippers whom you also ended up sharing a heated time with them along with your friends. Sana on the other hand, is completely thinking of you most of the time as she's waiting for you to come and allow you to be welcomed again by her forgiveness. At the moment, you are laying down on the bed as Solar is doing a strip show and seducive moves. She was about to meet your level of perspective the more she crawls upwards on top of your body when your peripheral vision caught the glimpse of the digital clock hanging above the wall. The date today is the day of your anniversary with Sana. You focused back on Solar until suddenly it made you shocked that the one you are seeing instead is Sana's face teasing you with her lustful deeds. You are now imagining and hallucinating her being the one grasping your chest and grinding in your torso. You looked around the in panic, confused at what is happened on you; with how Sana just randomly appeared in your sight. Returning your sight back at the woman with you, it was cahnged back with Solar's appearance now cupping your cheeks and about to insist for a kiss with you. Another hallucination of Sana wearing a lingerie, sitting at the edge of the bed looking at you disheartenedly and disappointingly as if she is watching you and Solar having sex instead of her as your girlfriend. "No..." "W-wait... STOP!" Sana then disappeared again in your view. Solar is now inches away from your face when you quickly pushed her aside as you hurriedly get up from bed and wore your clothes back. "What the hell was that for, YN?!" Solar irritatedly gets up from the side of the bed after crashing down from the impact of your push to her. "I-I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore. I'm going home." "WAIT!" You entered your car and drove back to your house. Just as when you are about to park, you noticed that Sana's car already in there; which means only one more definite thing. You hurriedly exited your car and opened the gate, entering your house where you were greeted by Sana bringing two luggages with her in front of you. She looked at you blankly. "Move." "W-wait... Sana. W-what's the meaning of this?" you didn't listened to her, instead letting yourself being carried on in utter confusion and frantic emotions filling up your insides that slightly beginning to hurt your heart in the process. "Move, YN." "No, I won't... unless you tell me why are you leaving with your things-" You couldn't able to speak further when you ate a loud and hard slap from Sana's hand straight to your face after she puts down her luggage harshly. As you went stunned, Sana took the opportunity to finally burst out all the mixed pent up negative emotions consuming and killing her slowly inside. "HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME! HOW CAN YOU- AAAARRRRGGGHHH I HATE YOU! WHY DID- WHY DID YOU CHEATED ON ME! YOU'RE KISSING AND FUCKING OTHER WOMAN THAN ME NOW HUH?!" she screamed demonically at you as she repeatedly hitting her fists and arms at your defenseless body before she pulled out her phone revealing a photo of you and Solar making out inside the car. You were completely shocked at how did you caught or whether its Sana or somebody else who did it. In addition, you just remained speechless, this is the actual sin you couldn't even create excuses or find a way to explain as you just let her unload all her rage at you. "SAY IT. SAY IT BY YOURSELF! TELL ME WHAT YOU DID. I WANT TO HEAR YOU ACKNOWLEDGE IT." She said as she gave some additional hits in your face. "I... I'm sorry." Your voice cracked and lowered your head in guilt and shame. Sana began sniffing and breaking down in front of you with her tears full of anguish and heartbreak. "What did you do? I know we've gone through many problems but we overcomed it all right? I just don't understand where did I gone wrong? What did I missed... or was there any lacking on me? Was I ever a great girlfriend for you to betray me like this?" Sana quizzically enumerated. "Tell me, why YN? I was waiting for you come back because I want to forgive you already. I love you much and I couldn't resist you but what did you do to me? What happened to you, huh? You were just desperate want us to talk things out then all of the sudden you're hitting other women you just met?! Don't you love me anymore?" "I..." you sighed, shaking your head off as you still can't stand watching her looking completely devastated and betrayed all because of you, the person she loves and trusted the most out of anyone. "I... got drunk." Sana's eyes widened before she emulated another series of loud distressful sobs as her body gave up making her kneel down on the floor. You attempted to atleast help her but Sana aggressively shakes her off against you. "GET OFF ME! DON'T GET CLOSE TO ME, I DARE YOU!" she gave you another streaks of pounds and smashes of her arms in your weakened arm. "I TOLD YOU ALREADY BEFORE BUT YOU DIDN'T LISTEN! WAS THERE A TIME I FAILED TO REMIND YOU EVERY SINGLE DAY THAT YOUR ADDICTION TO ALCOHOL WOULD CAUSE YOU WORST CASE SCENARIOS?! NOW LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO US!" you winced at how ear piercing the loud volume of her infuriated screams at you. She slowly stood up and faced you, giving you again another harsh slaps twice in each cheeks. "You know, whenever I'm away from this house. From you. I never crossed in my mind that I would be openly allow myself to be subdue by everyone. I admit, I do see attractive people around me... but I always know... I always remember... that I'm into this one person who already had my heart, so why would I attach myself into others when I'm already devotedly in love with someone."

Her hand moved to your cheek, touching your face with her slender hands and trace every angle of your features as this is the very last time she would get to see you up this close. "Turns out, that person... that woman I believed to be special and means the whole world to me... is the opposite of my belief in our love. In the end, I became forgotten and disregarded and you... turned out to be unfaithful and a traitor"

She paused as she took another short time to let herself cry as much as she can because of you, since this won't be going to happen again anyway for her.

Witnessing how awful you've turned her to be, you can't help but to cry silently along with her too. Despite of this, you did loved her so much and she will always remain to be one of your weakest spots.

"It hurts so bad, but I'll still thank you for everything, YN. Swear to my heart, I did loved you so much. I'm sorry if I'm not enough for you to stay by my side forever... but I can go now. You can go to those women all you want, but we are through." she said as she bitterly smiled while patting at the center of your chest where your heart exactly beats.

"No... wait, Sana please..."

Her lips went straight, transforming back to her serious, blank and dark aura as she turned around and started to walk out of your house.

"Sana... I'm sorry. I did loved you too. Believe me. I know you felt it always!" you said while you're kept being ignored by her who took a turn out of the gateway.

You just watched her place her luggages on her trunk before entering her car where she once again wailed her tears out of agony and dread while replaying the last words you've said to her, hitting the steering wheel with her fists then covering her face with her hands.

She inhaled and exhaled with concentration to calm herself down a little before it was enough for her to move herself on starting the engine and drive away from you, from her house and from her relationship with you that she all considered to be one thing: home.

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Sana clicked at the doorbell and patiently waited as she stood in front of the gate of a massive expensive looking house almost identitical the the level of architectural design of what she has on her own.

She heard the metal handle clang and the gate opened, revealing Jeongyeon wearing a casual house attire with her shorts and oversized t-shirt.

Jeongyeon saw Sana along with her two luggages each on her side. She already know what this meant. She sympathetically smiled and nodded at Sana who had her lips started to twitch uncontrollably then rushed in to land a hug and cry aloud around her friend who accepted it with open arms.

She is the one responsible for letting Sana know about the darkest truth you've done behind her back. Jeongyeon is the one who captured a photo of you and Solar making out inside the car.

She was on the way home at that time from visiting Sana after the latter shared to her that she was not fine because of her relationship problem together with you. Jeongyeon went into the road and parked for a while when she decided to eat her takeout meal she bought at a fast food chain already until she saw what happened.

In addition, Jeongyeon immediately recognized you because she once met you along with Sana when you got invited to join Sana on the celebratory party of the network channel she's working at for its more than a decade anniversary.

Few days later after quite having a conflict within herself whether she has to do this or just let Sana know by herself about what you illegally committed, she finalized that she can't let Sana suffer more without herself knowing. When she visited Sana again in Momo and Mina's residence, that's where she couragely informed Sana about your cheating issue.

She can remember how it breaks her heart watching her cry heavily through her shattered heart while being comforted by Mina and Sana before her madness encourages her to stand up and travel through her house to pack her things, get out of there and officially leave you for good although she knows it would be still hard for her because... Sana truly did loved you a lot.

She had to do it for the sake of Sana's emotional state. She is ready to support and help her friend... and the woman she secretly admire just to protect her happiness and her heart even if it means going through some serious tough times she had to face.

Now sitting on her couch, Jeongyeon offered Sana a glass of water which she was thanked of. Silence ensued between them as Jeongyeon respectfully allow Sana to have her moment of grieving for the death of her connection and relationship with you.

"T-thank you for having me in, Jeong. I appreciated it a lot."

"You're welcome. It's nothing, well I just want to ensure that you will have a place to stay in and since both of us has the same work we go through, I decided that I would just let you transfer here." Jeongyeon said. "And hey, you can stay here for as long as you want."

"Nah, don't worry, Jeong. I feel like I may turn into a disturbance and become... uhhh-"

"What? Become a waste of space?" Jeongyeon asked her to clarify her guess which Sana tilted her eyes away at Jeongyeon in embarassment. "That won't happen. If you would be, then I shouldn't have helped you in the first place right?"

"Y-yeah, sorry."

"Don't be. That happens to us and it's just normal for us as humans. You know, overthinking. Negative visualizer." She bounced her eyebrows and shrugged.

"But seriously, I would really love and be glad for you to stay longer, Sana.", Jeongyeon smiled.

"You sure?"

"Mmhm. In fact, I actually uhh..." Jeongyeon felt like her tongue tangled at the difficulty of how she would twist her words to avoid how it wouldn't make her words suspicious and obvious in reflection to what she actually feel towards this beautiful Japanese friend of hers. "Damn it."

"Why, what's wrong Jeong?"

"Nothing, it's just..." she massaged the temple of her head before slowly looking at Sana. Her body starts to shake slightly, hands locked, thighs clamping together nervously. "Uhm... Sana..."

"Yes?"

Jeongyeon sighed, before returning her glaze back to Sana's wonderful pair of eyes. "I know this is such a very wrong time for me to say this but... can you please just listen to me? That's all I need."

"Uhh okay, sure. What is it?" Sana asked as she curiously pondered.

"I do want you to s-stay here more because... I- I uhh..." Jeongyeon choked on her words before blowing again another warm air made from her uneasiness. "I... want to see you always."

Sana just smiled a little and remained patiently allowing you to speak comfortably.

"Ahh is that so, huh. You have more to say, right? Go on, Jeongie. You can do it."

"Yeah I do... and the reason I want to have you always around near me is because... fine, I guess I'm doing it then." Jeongyeon fixed her sitting posture, straightening her body. "I do have feelings of attractiveness for you Sana, that's why."

Sana's mouth slightly agaped, surprised at her unexpected confession. She blocked it with her hand as gesture of a shocked reaction, as her stare still glued on Jeongyeon who is now going blush in shyness.

"Y-you do?"

"Yeah, it was since you and I had a noraebang friendly date out of the work. I don't know, I just realized that the more I spend time with you... the more I just let myself completely loose, be joyful and energized... and that's because of you, Sana." Jeongyeon glanced at her crush as she explained what's behind the development of her admiration towards her co-worker and friend. "Through that, the way I look at you changed, the way how I treat you changed... and lastly the way how you meant to me. It was all mixed with love."

"When I first learned about the struggles you're facing in your relationship with him/her... because of YN, I immediately made a move to be someone you'll be leaning your back on through just one call away. I care for you and I think of you always, Sana. I just did what I had to do just to protect that smile and liveliness within you from being stripped away, because that's what I love to see on you aside from your exceptional beauty."

Sana 's heart swelled at how sweet Jeongyeon's words are that were only dedictaed to be told and known for her. She knows how great of a person Jeongyeon was, but she never had it in her thoughts that this friend of hers would end up developing romantic feelings in blend with their friendship.

Jeongyeon reaches for Sana's hand on her knee and enclosed it with both of her hands. She stared at Sana who is astounded and impressed at how gentle and pure you are from the way how you are aware with your words and your intention to carefully not disturb how vulnerable she is. "Now that you and him/her are over, I must say that I feel both happy and sad for the sorrowful end, but what matters to me is that... you deserve to have a lover that will never ever let their walls brought down by anyone to ensure the safety of its love for you. You deserve better, and I would be very much pleased to show you how well I can do."

Sana looked at her hand clasped together with Jeongyeon's which actually looks good for her to be satisfied. "I-I appreciated every praises and wholesome words you've given to me Jeongyeon but... I'm sorry if I-"

Jeongyeon shook her head and smiled, patting Sana's hand. "No, no. I get it. You can't answer yet and I already knew that. Like I said, this confession of mine has been done in an inappoporiate time and I know you haven't fully recovered yet from the aftermath of your break-up with YN. But I'll keep you in mind that I would be just here with you, taking care and supporting you while I wait for your answer as long as how it goes."

Jeongyeon assured Sana. It gave her a feeling of relief atleast that Jeongyeon wasn't rushing and doesn't consider her strategy of saving Sana was a prompt to take control and steal Sana to be hers instead.

It is safe to say that Jeongyeon would be very serious and thinks intelligibly in a relationship. That already gave huge points now for Sana.

"T-thanks, Jeong. You'll get it someday, I promise." Sana stated.

"I know... and I hope what I get would be the one I desire to hear." Jeongyeon replied, both of them were now smiling softly at each other before circling one another again in a comfortable and overwhelming embrace.

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3 MONTHS LATER

You arrived with your car in this place where the atmosphere is indeed alive because of the loud music, bright lights and chattering of the crowd inside combined all in one that contains the said place.

In pure luck, you saw the guard monitoring the entrance to disappear and hurriedly walked inside a cubicle. You took it as a quick opportunity to enter in the property.

There are many people, but not that big either. It's like it only occupies half the space of the yard.

You slowly walked around in search of the specific person you would be happy to meet again and talk with.

You've seen familiar faces around in the names of Momo and Mina along with 3 other girls. You wanted to talk with them, but they ain't your priority for tonight.

You continued to roam around until in a snap, there she was; exiting the house while bringing some plates of food with that particular smile you always loved to witness on her. You were happy that she is now fine... but you would like it better if your plan works tonight... and that is to try consider her going back to you again and work things out back to how its supposed to be.

Sana was done serving food on her guests. You tried to approach her on her own when suddenly you noticed that Mina and Momo horribly noticed you from the distance, pointing you at Sana who turned around and saw you.

She was obviously shocked and seemed unwell at the reception you received from her. She hurriedly walked towards you and you followed right ahead.

"What are you doing here?" she strictly asked you. "You're not invited, if I'm not mistaken."

"I-I know, I just came here and seek some convers-"

"No, I don't want to. Leave now, you're just wasting your time."

You sighed defeatedly as she started to walk away from you but this time you stopped her.

"I won't go unless we talked about what brought me here for."

"Goddamnit, YN what is it then? Make it fast." she irritably remarked as she turned around to face you.

"I want to talk about us, Sana. I know I've d-"

"Sha!" You were interrupted by a calling voice from behind. You were startled when you met a familiar person interacting with Sana and in your surprise, you watched how their bodies are so close to each other as her place her hand on Sana's waist.

"I had to assist the waiters, sorry- Oh." Jeongyeon halted when she met you standing inches away in front of Sana, witnessing all of what's occuring in complete confusion.

"YN?"

"Jeongyeon, right?"

"Yeah. How did you enter here? Did you just-"

"Wait... you two." You cutted her words as you pointed both of them, moving your index finger back and forth. "You two are something?"

"That something you're referring at is true, YN. Me and Jeongyeon are now a couple. We just announced our confirmation yesterday to the public, haven't you seen?" Sana simply answered, holding her current girlfriend's hand.

"N-no..." you reacted shortly.

You felt weak, destroyed and hopeless that you can manage to save and relive the good memories you had with Sana by asking her to come back, yet it seems that it won't be happening anymore as she has now finally met a new one to seek better and long lasting love for her..

"If you came here to attempt pleasing me again and put us back together, sorry YN but as you can see... you can't. You are not just late and rejected... you don't have any more second chance for me to give." Sana said it clearly for you.

"To me, our relationship fell apart without a sound like a sandcastle and my memories and lingering affections for you has vanished away to a thin dust."

"I'm not interested to hear your excuse again, YN. Don't expect for me to give up my life for you that easily... because I've finally seen a future without you... and that is when I met Jeongyeon." Sana said as she cuddled around Jeongyeon's arm while you just watched them with emotions taking over your stability as tears dwelling around in your eyes.

You continued to listen at her hurtful words as your heart shambles painfully despite not wanting to stay here longer anymore.

"I don't need your love, YN. Just please, leave me alone and keep yourself away. Don't make me hate you more, please."

"Security! Can you please escort this man/lady out of here? He/she trespassed and wasn't invited." Jeongyeon yelled at the two guards at the gate. Her command caught the attention of all the guests around.

You looked nervously and sorrowful at the guards coming by to get you. Looking back to Sana, you rushed to kneel n front of her and tug the hem of her dress as you begged on your knees.

"W-WAIT! PLEASE... SANA! DON'T SAY LIKE THAT. I LOVE YOU I SWEAR, YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I WANTED FOR YOU TO RETURN AND BE TOGETHER AGAIN- NO! PLEASE, LET ME TALK TO HER MORE!" You shouted as you felt the grip of the guards on your arms and wrist.

"Keep going, sir. Take her out please." Jeongyeon prompted as she guides them.

"GET OUT AND GET LOST, YN!!! YOU HAVE NOWHERE TO RETURN SO SHUT IT. I'M SICK OF YOU LETTING ME DOWN AS ALL YOU DO IS LIE!" Sana annoyingly swats you away from clutching on to her dress and helping the guards to do their duty of kicking you out. "I can't face you anymore. So please, I just want to be far away from you. Goodbye, YN."

The guests began to whisper and mutter at one another as you being the center of the scene while you are being helplessly dragged by the guards far from everyone.

As the guards dropped you outside the house, you sat in the concrete surface and cried in anguish and lost; absorbing the drought of not able to bring Sana back to you.

The gates were slowly closed, and as the gap narrowed inch by inch; you observed Sana and Jeongyeon kissed and walked back with smile on their faces as you got effectively restricted in Sana's newly built perfect world together with Jeongyeon.

[brucenorris007]

When has it ever been called a Super Star?

It’s Power Star you uncultured.... Ugh.

Super Star is the term they occasionally use in Mario Party games

NOT A POWER UP

They did get Mario’s curiosity right; even while he’s worried the whole way through about Luigi, he’s still looking all around this new world with awe and wonder.

Not sure about him being cocky, even if it’s to compensate for the fact that people have been telling him he’s destined for failure all his life, but as new takes on established characters go, it’s all right.

Nice of Peach to not once ask Mario his name the whole night he trained.

And again, BRO DIDN’T SLEEP; ATE MUSHROOMS TILL HE MADE HIMSELF SICK, AND DIDN’T SLEEP! If anyone tries to spin this movie into another dumbass theory that Mario secretly hates Luigi, it’s grounds for maiming.

And Luigi’s first scene in the Mushroom world, just after he gets through the door and bolts it against the Dry Bones and thinks he’s safe?

Shy Guys as the hidden threat revealed with a flash of lightning were the perfect choice.

Creepy as fuck!

Mario’s obvious discomfort being in the spotlight, that’s spot on; as his career spans over the years, he’ll learn to shrug it off, but it’s so clear that he really didn’t anticipate being involved in such a huge conflict just to find his brother.

Toad was the character who got the most of an overhaul I feel and the little dude was funny, crazy, and brought some of the wacky cartoon energy the movie needed.

The dialogue is... Well. It is.

The storytelling aspects from a visual standpoint were done well; power ups, facial expressions, characterization through how each of the cast moves their bodies. And yes, the animation working in motion was stellar.

Sometimes the spoken stuff just falls flat. Exchanges between the bros are still always cute and wholesome (and of course anything the brothers have to say about each other is cute and wholesome “HE’S MY BROTHER MARIO AND HE’S THE BEST GUY IN THE WHOLE WO-HO-HO-HORLD!”), Bowser is clearly having the most fun of all the cast (rightfully so, as JB is the one with the most VA experience, and he gets to be musical in the movie so he could not be more stoked) and like I said, Toad’s a crazy fun little dude. Rogen was rough, not gonna lie.

That only really accounts for a bit more than half the overall dialogue though, is the thing. Doesn’t quite bring the movie down, but there could’ve been a little more polish. And at times things like Peach’s vocalized love of the world isn’t necessary; could’ve let the facial expressions and her mannerisms and the scenery speak for itself. Pratt exceeded expectations in that he didn’t sour the movie as whole, but his performance didn’t make me look forward to hearing Mario, the titular character, speak unless it tied back to Luigi. Which is... not great.

“We’ve never been apart this long.” Toss up for how long the trek to the Kongs actually took, but visually it’s Mario’s second night in the Mushroom world. Less than 48 hours, and he says, melancholy and matter of fact that they’ve never been separated for that long.

The bros are ride or die for each other. I cannot stress enough how important it was the movie got this so so right.

It is baffling to me that they couldn’t work out a longer run time; perhaps not significantly longer, maybe not even breaking the two hour mark, but there are moments when things could have been fleshed out, just pump the brakes a little bit. I’m definitely guilty of abusing the in medias res style of writing to keep things moving, but just a little more time seeing how Peach handles being in charge before she encounters Mario, more time with the characters before the by-the-book switch-of-focus to the other brother.

I mean, if you wanna sell a grand epic adventure as a grand epic adventure, how things play out and are affected on the smaller scale is just as important as the breathtaking panning shots and global scale destruction.

This is pretty basic stuff; the global threat moves the Plot, and the effect said threat has on the characters moves the Viewers/Readers/Players. Gets us invested. Like, okay, Peach as an asskicking action girl-sure, yeah, we can work with that as a take so long as people aren’t weird about how she’s characterized in the games because that also works-but just enough time between her marching out of the war room and encountering Mario for us to see the toll being in charge during wartime has on her.

She’s tired, stressed, and spread thin because as one of her Toads pointed out, her people aren’t exactly built for combat. Then she meets Mario, a man just as willing to throw himself at this power-hungry insane dragon, if for his own reasons, and suddenly she’s not heading out on this pivotal mission by herself. She was going either way, and obviously she makes sure this little red man won’t get himself killed, but even if marginally it’s a relief that there’s someone next to her.

Just little things that show how the conflict affects the cast, gets the viewers invested, convinced of the stakes, all that. I know the visuals could’ve carried a lot of that storytelling because it does some of that like I said, characterizing the cast visually.

Also, as most any writer or viewer on this site will tell you breathing time between action scenes or major plot points does not always constitute filler. PACING, PEOPLE!

By the way, the Rainbow Road sequence is my favorite of the movie and I won’t be taking questions.

Of course Mario’s low point in the movie would be the WATER LEVEL. Okay, all right, yeah movie, if you did that on purpose, that’s some good self-awareness.

Though it is weird that the film says “Oh this heart-to-heart packed with barbs between rivals-turned-reluctant-allies can’t go on too long because it doesn’t fit in with this wacky cartoon video game movie” but somehow the Doomsaying Luma suits things? I dunno.

DK and Mario’s antagonistic not-friendship works real well. They were enemies for a long time in the franchise, stands to reason that they can’t stand each other even while working together.

DK really doesn’t have enough on-screen time for his end of the not-quite heart-to-heart, but then, a lot of potential for character moments seem to have been pushed aside to make space for some admittedly beautiful animation sequences. Which I love, obviously, but ideally you shouldn’t have to sacrifice one for the other, which ties back into what I mentioned about the runtime.

I have other thoughts, but that’s for other, more organized posts.

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Enough blind dates (Choi San X AFAB Reader)

Pairing: Choi San X AFAB reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Reader has a reciprocated crush on San. Mentions of lack of manners. San is a little dominant and orders the reader a little, also a little possessive. Mention of a past date of San.

Summary: San wasn't the type of person to have a lot of friends, in fact, he was a very quiet person who loved his alone time with his cat, Shiber, whom he named after his favorite plushie. One day you came knocking to his door after a failed date in hopes of a glass of wine, which he was very happy to serve.

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It wasn't the worst date, you had to admit to it. The man was rather charming with his high nose, beautiful green eyes and a nice smile, really why wouldn't you like him... Well, his manners. He had no etiquette at all, none of that, chewing with your mouth closed, no speaking whilst you eat or saying 'excuse me' when you burp.

You were disgusted throughout the dinner, you tried your best to ignore it, continuing on with topics such as family, work and normal day life, but his habits just kept on side tracking you. Evermore so when a piece of his spaghetti landed on your cheek, he laughed it off using his finger, which too was dirty and wiped at your face.

You stood up, completely drained of energy, using your napkin to wipe your cheek and with a sigh you big goodbye to the man, letting him know to not contact you and that you would pay for the meal. The man was left in complete shock, wiping his face and racing after you, but you had just had enough and wanted to leave. You explained to him, as calmly as you could that you two were just too different... inside you even cried, you two were rather much alike.

If not for his behavior you two could've become the perfect couple... How sad.

With one last bidding you left the restaurant, leaving the poor man behind to think what had gone wrong, and instead you headed to the one place you knew you'd be welcomed and comforted. San's place.

Despite the cold, you felt warm, something in you was always happy when the dates went wrong, it was like another reminder of how great San was. But, San and you had never crossed the line, and you two had simply stayed friends for the rather many years that you two had known each other for, and quite honestly you were scared to ruin your friendship with him over a mere crush, so you stayed quiet.

Getting to his apartment you ringed his bell, not knowing that he wasn't alone... He answered to it, your tired face showing up in his camera, a sly smile barely seen on his face as he opened the door, you made yourself at home, taking over your shoes right away, your winter scarf and putting on the slippers he had kept for you.

"You won't believe the guy i just had dinner with, San... he was awful" you began to explain to him, already stressing over the issue. He smirked, looking behind him, his other friends, Yeosang and Wooyoung were sitting on the couch, hand supporting their heads as they looked over the couch and to you who kept grumbling about your horrible date.

"Darling" San called to you with a small chuckle, you hum lifting your head to look at him, he nudges his head to the side, and following him, you look behind, shock imminent on your face as you finally acknowledge the presence of the two others in his house, a tinge of red covering your cheeks. And this time, it wasn't from the cold.

"Oh... I didn't know you had company" you begin to say, prepared to grab at your things and leave if he gave you the sign. "No, no. That's totally fine. We're quite interested now. What other habits did he have?" The man with black hair asked, voice high as he got comfortable and leaned forward.

San laughed, rolling his eyes. He grabbed at your hand helping you put the other shoe and getting inside, leading you to his other couch. "That's Yeosang" he pointed at the blonde Greek god sitting next to the nosy one. "And he's Wooyoung" he finally introduced the curious one. The two men waved at you, a smile on their faces.

"I might have come at a bad time. I'm sorry" you laughed, itching at your hands. "No, no. Don't worry about it. They were just leaving anyway, right boys?" San says, eyes squinting to the men who stared shocked. Wooyoung grumbles under his breath, standing from the couch with an obvious pout on his lips dragging the blonde one with him.

"Betrayer" The two cussed sticking their tongues out to the brown haired male who stood behind your seat humming at all of their insults. The two men left, not without whining again, especially Wooyoung who was just the most curious about what your date had done during the date, but San made sure to rush the two out before joining you back in the living room.

"I have wine" he suggested, you groan in delight. "You know me so well, Sannie" you smile at the man, too busy choosing a bottle that you'd enjoy.

Once chosen, he sits beside you, a beautiful bottle of Red Wine standing tall in his coffee table and two glass cups in his hands. "Here" he hands you one of the cups, filling it just enough for you to taste test. "Hmm, this is just right" you softly tell him, sipping at your wine. He fills your cup once more, almost filling his when you step in to fill it for him.

"So, just how bad was it?" He questioned you, his eyes watched you set your glass down, sitting with your legs on his couch and turning to him exasperated. "It was horrible, San. He had no manners, at all!" You raised your voice, accentuating your forthright nature making him laugh already too used to your way of speech. "Describe it" he presses on.

"Well, he had no manners, he would eat in a disgusting way, he wouldn't use his napkin and used his fingers, so he had his fingers all dirty. He burped, a lot during dinner, not once did he say 'excuse me' or you know, tried to hide it, and he also ate with his mouth wide open it was so nasty" you cried exasperated head thrown back onto the back of the couch.

"God, that really is bad" he laughed. "Don't laugh. I'm serious right now" you groaned. "The worst of it all was when he wiped it. It was so, so disgusting" you continued. San froze, shoulders stilling in place as his face fell Stoic of emotion. "What do you mean, wiped it?" He asked you monotonously. "He spat spaghetti on my face and then used his dirty thumb to clean it" you cried in disgust.

San stood up, you stared at his back confused as you saw him going into the hallway that led to his bedrooms and bathroom and just decided to follow him. He entered the bathroom leaving the door wide open, you watch from the entrance as he grabs onto a little toilet paper, folding it and then wetting it slightly.

Looking through the mirror he catches your eyes through the mirror and with a sign of his hand you enter the bathroom confused. "Sit" he orders, you open your mouth to spew nonsense to him but seeing his face, you decide to just swallow your words, sitting on the closed toilet lid like he had instructed.

He smiles softly at you, squatting down to your height and grabbing your face with his pointer and thumb. "Where did you say he wiped you?" you point at your cheek, almost touching when he swats at your hand making you pout. With the gentlest of touches he raises the wet paper, wiping at your face.

You quietly watch his face, eyes squinting at your cheek, his mouth just the slightest bit open as he focused. "Sannie" you call for him softly, his eyes raising to meet your curious ones. "What are you doing?" you whispered. "Wiping the face of the germs of something disgusting" he furrows his eyebrows, face so close, you could feel his breathing on your skin, your eyes fought to not close as he turned his face just the slightest. But as soon as it was there, it was gone. "Done, should we go back to drinking our wine now?" He smiles, standing up from his position completely unfazed, walking out the bathroom and leaving you behind, breathless and lost to your thoughts.

~~~~~~

A week passed when one of your girl-friends had called you telling that there had been a guy who might interest you, and although you had doubts you decided to take the risk and go for it. But before that, you had already scheduled for a coffee run with San so getting ready rather quick you put on a squared cleavage dress, tight on your waist with a little flare at the end and showcasing your chest.

Entering the café, you could see San at the furthest corner, sitting on one of the booths while staring out the window as he usually did whenever he was by himself. "Sannie" you called excitedly waving your hand, he smiles back returning your gesture with a small wave of his own. Taking the seat in front of his you immediately went for the menu, checking out any new items, but nothing caught your eye, so you went back to your favorite, the strawberry lemonade, the perfect combo between sour and sweet.

"Why are you so dressed up on a Tuesday?" San joked, a soft smile as he looked at you, little stars in his eyes. "Nothing too big, Ella set me up for a date tonight with a coworker of hers" you replied nonchalantly. There was a strong silence in the table, and you used it to your advantage watching his reaction when you lifted your head from the menu cautiously. "Should I not go to the date?" You ask him.

Shocked is a small word for his reaction, he was nibbling with his teeth on his lip, his brain repeating the same words over and over, but he wouldn't dare to say them to you. Despite it all, your happiness was more important to him than his own selfishness, but all of that was gone the second you asked him that question.

"Don't go" he swallowed hard, eyes never leaving yours, a smile stretching on your face as you watched him. "Ok" You softly whisper, causing him to visibly relax, he releases the air he'd been holding whilst waiting on you to process his words, a chuckle leaving his parted lips.

Neither of you were sure of what this would lead to. You both knew, however, that you didn't want any other person to take up the relationship status with one another. But you were also both scared to define what you two now had in case it failed...

But that didn't matter to neither of you, not on this moment when you refused to this date just because he had told you to. You were happy even in this confusion.

It all became clear just a few days later when you once more headed to his house, a woman pounding on his door demanding for him to open it, you watched in utter disbelief getting closer to the door as well. "Is everything okay?" you questioned the woman, her eyes shooting daggers at you. "San. Open the door right now!" She screamed. "San..." you knocked.

Inside, San's anger towards the annoying woman faded as the intercom played your voice, his body moving on his own accord and rapidly getting to the door opening it. The woman, someone that he had met just a few weeks back and rejected had her hands up, hysterically accusing him of leaving her alone during their supposed date that he had never agreed to.

"Y/N..." he smiles grabbing onto your arm and bringing you to his arms, full on ignoring the woman in front of him. "Are you serious right now?!" She screams at him. "Don't you see her?" San points at you. "My future" he smirks, frustrating the woman even further.

"So you're leaving me for a stupid bimbo?" She scoffs. "A hot bimbo, thank you very much" You scoffed back. "I don't believe it" she crossed her eyes, a disgusted look on her face, you could almost see San's thoughts by now, shrugging to it and pulling him down by his neck to connect your lips to his finally shutting the obnoxious lady who left angrily.

"I did mean it" he whispers, breaking from your lips. "You're going to be my future. I'm not hesitating anymore" He finishes saying, eyes locked on yours. "Good" you whispered back, ushering him inside the apartment, your lips locked with his.

~~

Posted the 10th December 2022.

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(small warning for smoking mention!)

It was yet another somber afternoon for Alexie Holland, He was in his room, dressing himself in fancy, black and red attire. His uncle; Rostislav Holland, had unexpectedly scheduled him for a dinner party, but then again, when was the last time he was told anything?

He started to fidget with his tie, careless about the time he put into making it look perfect. Although he's been to many parties and meetings like this, it doesn't get less nerve-racking.

Soon, there was a knock at the door, this startled Alexie, he turned around to the door to answer. "Oh- um.. come in!" He called awkwardly to the person knocking. To his misfortune, it was Rostislav, coming in to check on his nephew. "Alexie, are you ready to go?" He asked, Alexie answered sheepishly. "Um, yes, in a moment дядя!" He then fumbled with his tie, trying to get it back in order.

Rostislav closed the door behind him and walked up to Alexie, peering over from his side. "Are you having trouble with your tie again?" Alexie looked over at him and gave a quiet 'yes', then let Rostislav fix his tie. "This is the fourth time in a row and you've only gotten slower, has something been bothering you?" He asked, Alexie only looked to the side, there were a number of things on his mind but he was hesitant to say out loud. His uncle then reassured him. "C'mon, Alexie, you're my nephew, you know you can tell me anything.."

Alexie glanced back at Rostislav, taking a few seconds to answer. "Well.. I-I guess.. work has been stressful, maybe that is what's getting to me." Although work wasn't actually a problem, it was enough of an answer to satisfy his uncle's curiosity. "Oh, Alexie.. you shouldn't let something so little get to you, you're a Holland! It's a glorious family name that earns you power and riches! We are above the rest, so there is no need to worry about silly things like work or people, you got that?"

Alexie thought for a while, before giving Rostislav a soft smile. "I got it, thank you, дядя." His uncle chimed as he finished up Alexie's tie and walked out of the room. "That's my boy, now hurry up, we don't want to be late!" Alexie only replied softly "Alright." Then the door shut again, Alexie turned back around and faced the mirror, dropping his fake smile and sighing.

[ Later into that Evening..]

Rostislav and Alexie had driven over to the restaurant where Rostislav's 'friends' had set up the dinner party. Alexie looked up at the flashy sign hung out in the front, feeling dreadful deep down. His uncle then whispered to him. "Remember to use your manners and don't call them by their first name, instead, call them by their last name." Alexie nodded, then the two walked inside.

It was almost a routine to Alexie, fake a smile, shake hands, satisfy the conversation and be quiet when you're not needed. He's gotten a bit bored of going through the same thing. Not only that but the women around these places were always trying to catch his attention when he didn't even like girls in the first place. Soon Alexie had noticed the amount of couples in the restaurant, laughing and kissing without a care in the world for who was watching. That's when he remembered, it was Valentine's day, of course there'd be a lot of couples. His emotions went from confusion, to jealousy and down to sorrow as he remembered his own love life. He had a lover back during the Six-Year-War. They were always loyal and loved one another deeply, the only reason why things ended was because Alexie wouldn't be able to keep their relationship a secret anymore. He still blames himself for not speaking up.

Eventually, Alexie had asked his uncle and the host at the table. "May I be excused? I need a moment." They both gave him permission to leave and he left from his seat to the bathrooms, when he got to the corner he made a sharp turn and quickened his pace, heading outside of the building. He couldn't stand looking at these happy couples without feeling the heartbreak.

When he got back out to the front again he went walking down the street, Alexie knew his uncle would be very upset when he got back but that was the least of his worries right now. He had wandered from the Paradizna streets down to East Grestin territories. He found a small park that had a small bridge going over a river and into a dirt trail. He went over to said bridge and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, taking one out to smoke.

Then, a voice called out to him. "Alexie? Is that you?" He was startled and nearly dropped his cigarette, he looked to his side and was shocked to see a familiar face.

It was Calensk, his ex-lover from the war, he hasn't kept in touch with him since their 'breakup'. "Cal.. I didn't expect to see you here.." Alexie spoke up, a little nervous. "Heh, neither did I except you to be around East Grestin. How have you been?" Calensk chimed, his tone feeling bittersweet. Alexie responded shyly. "I-I've been fine.. How about you?" "Doing alright, I suppose.." Calensk answered.

The two shared a moment in semi awkward silence, they both felt the urge to run up and hold one another, to say how much they loved and missed each other, but they resisted as much as they could since they weren't supposed to do those things anymore. Calensk then broke the silence. "You haven't even written to me in a long time, I am guessing your family business giving you trouble?" Alexie sighed, sounding defeated. "Yes.. I haven't had much private time for few months now, my uncle keeps on setting me up for meetings I do not know of till last second!"

"Yeesh.. sounds like hell." Calensk commented, feeling sorry for Alexie's lifestyle. "It definitely feels like it." Alexie complained, it felt like everything had piled up around him and he had to deal with the constant anxiety of it all crumbling down onto him every second. Calensk had noticed the unlit cigarette in Alexie's hand, and asked. "You've taken up smoking? How long?" Alexie snapped out of his thoughts as he looked down at his hand. "Oh, yes, I did. Started not too long after border opened." He answered "Hm, at least I don't have to worry about you nagging me anymore." Calensk jokes, trying to make light of the situation. Alexie failed to stifle a laugh.

Calensk brought out a cigarette of his own and lit it with his lighter, Alexie felt around in his pockets, only to find his wallet and house keys. "Must've forgot my lighter at home.." He mutters, Calensk looked over at him and offered to help. "I could light up your cigarette for you." Alexie glanced at Calensk and smirked. "Thanks." He put the cigarette in his mouth and turned his head to Calensk, who leaned in and used the lit end of his cigarette to light the other, making it look like a sort of kiss. Alexie only froze up, flustered with his face turning a soft red.

When Calensk pulled away he whispered to Alexie. "That better?" Alexie, still half dazed, gave a quiet "Y-yeah.." the two shared another moment of silence, looking up at the bright, shining moon in the sky. Subconsciously, they both held each other's hand, enjoying the peaceful moment. "You know.. you don't have to keep listening to your uncle, if you want, you could live with me." Calensk spoke up, he missed spending time with him like this, just them and the environment around them, they didn't need to worry about much else back then. But now, things are very different.

"I'm sorry, Calensk. But I can't let my last bit of family down, I already failed enough during war.." Alexie mentioned, he noticed his expression turned solemn and then added. "But.. one day.. I'll figure things out, when that time comes, I'll go with you.." He then looked up at him with hopeful, yet worried eyes. "Will you wait for me till then?"

Calensk was surprised but then gave a bitter smile, using one hand to cup the side of his lover's scarred face. "I would wait centuries for you, Softie.." Alexie then shared that same, bitter smile. They couldn't be together now, but one day, they would be able to. He was forever grateful that he was given such a loyal man to love.

[ End.. ]

Writers Note: Glad to bring out this old AU again! Alexie and Calensk's dynamic in this is just so 👌 also sorry if I messed up on certain words, I'm kinda half asleep while writing this lol, still, I hope ya enjoyed n' I'll cya next time, Happy (late) Valentine's day! ♡

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Character creation - sample 2

Alicia Rovira Gómez

For this exercise, I filled my character template based on a real person for a potential historical novel (the story is quite intriguing).

I had to do some research before filling it out, too.

The template was provided by instructor Valentín Fernández-Tubau.

PERSONAL AND PHYSICAL

Gender:  Female

Age: 20

Hair: Dark brown, long, worn in the Gibson girl style.

Build: Slim, mildly athletic

Physical peculiarities: Good posture, always keeps her back straight and her movements are very graceful

Speech: She was educated to speak soft, not to laugh loudly. Uses words that give away a high level of education

Health: Eats very little because she has frequent stomachaches--she keeps that to herself

Addictions: None

Dress: Follows latest trends. Has dresses brought from Europe and some others designed in Mexico, but based on designs from European magazines

SOCIOLOGICAL

Civil status: Married her first love

Family background: The youngest of five siblings. Her family has Catalan roots. She was born and grew up in Orizaba, Veracruz

Social status: Wealthy

Education: Concluded her basic education in a school for young ladies of medium-high class in Orizaba. She was taught about manners and household chores expected from a woman of her time

Economics: Depends on her husband

Current occupation: Housewife and teacher. Teaches the island's children to write, read, play the piano and pray

Past occupation: Hadn't had any

Interests: Wants to build the closest thing there is to a paradise on the island. Contribute by bringing education to Clipperton's children

Social connections: She has a close relationship with her family in Orizaba and other friends that she made back in school. On the island, she builds a good relationship with the soldiers' wives and the children of the island

Ethics/Sense of morality: Her sense of ethics and morality is based on Catholicism, which she grew up with, but which she doesn't follow strictly. She's flexible, capable of making decisions based on her own criteria of what's right and wrong

Political inclinations: She isn't interested in politics. She finds her sense of purpose by acting to bring change at a local level

Sports: Doesn't practice sports actively, but she likes going out on walks

Hobbies: She likes to play the piano, reading and art in general. She likes to teach what she knows to everyone else

Idealism level: High

Pragmatism level: High, although she doesn't always acts the way she thinks

Materialism level: Medium-high

Intellectual capabilities: Besides being cultured, she's smarter than she lets on in other respects. She has learned to play the character she was taught a lady like her should be. She avoids speaking her mind when she knows this might make her husband or others uncomfortable

Ambition level: Medium-high, motivated by altruism

PSYCHOLOGY

Favorite fantasy: To see the island prosper with her husband as governor and with her work as a teacher

Paradox: The island can't support so many people on its own, dependency of external provisions complicates her dream from coming true when they stop coming

Problems: Identity problems. She's in a constant battle with who she is and the effort to continue presenting herself as a perfect woman before her husband and others

Fears: She fears to be known for who she really is and being rejected

Sexual preference: Bi-curious but not open about it, heterosexual because she was taught that's how it should be

She would've loved to have been the partner of: Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

Values: She's moved by having a positive impact on the lives of other people

Qualities: Hard worker, responsible, witty, creative and generous

Skills: Speaks French, plays the piano very well, is good at writing although she doesn't do it frequently. Great teacher.

Defects: A coward when it comes to show her true self, easy to subdue

Antisocial behavior: In moments of tension or stress she searches for a place to be alone where she can lose composure without worrying--a place where she can scream, cry freely and express herself with her body

Likes: Reading poetry, art from the Romanticism, music by Beethoven, Chopin and Liszt

Dislikes: Politics, art from the Realism in all its shapes and forms

Actor that reminds you of the character: Ximena Sariñana

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lmao lets kick this blog off with a meta as usual. 

today we will talk about kayneth, the artist, how his artistry manifested in his magecraft, and why he should’ve stayed out of the war. 

so, in the character materials, it’s said that kayneth’s talents ( outside of his mastery of five areas of magecraft ) include drawing and sculpting. i’d also like to note that kayneth and kiritsugu are the same age when they participate in the war, ( they’re 28 ) kayneth just looks older because all of the stress of his life has absolutely aged him. anyway, the one thing kayneth was doing that kept him feeling like he wasn’t already 80 years old was art. 

this man has talent like da vinci as a painter and sculpts like michelangelo. kayneth’s art and sculpture sells for absurdly large sums of money, and he’d be able to sustain his lavish lifestyle on his art alone. being an artist is his main talent. “but percival, he mastered 5 areas of magecraft!” you may say, to which i answer: yes, but there are other aspects of magecraft, namely the workings of mage mentality that kayneth actually DIDN’T master. he didn’t grasp what counted when it came to surviving as a mage. 

kayneth comes from a noble bloodline and thus was raised to be chivalrous. and he actually is. he wants his opponents to fight him with honor, and that’s why he was guaranteed to fail in the fourth war. because that was just going to be a bunch of underhanded tricks. kayneth, unlike the other masters, set up an incredibly complex bounded field that displayed everything he was capable of. he wasn’t hiding his talent as a mage ( and yes, he’s a prodigy at performing as one ). he would’ve done well if he battled tokiomi, because tokiomi is also much like kayneth in traditional manner. mind you, kayneth also would’ve won that, because while tokiomi is from a long ass bloodline, kayneth is a literal prodigy who can and will use every skill he has. because he sees no reason NOT to. 

and speaking of that, his main mystic code, volumen hydragyrum, is really. 1 artistic 2 incredibly OP when used properly. kayneth’s affinity to air and water make him the perfect person to use the mystic code, which is made of mercury. it’s a very artistic code in itself, because kayneth is an artist. it comes out in basically anything he does. against any other mage but kiritsugu, kayenth’s artistry would’ve … given him a win in some way or another. he’s got skill above the majority of the cast ( 3000 mp to waver’s 5 mp for example / kiritsugu says the only person more dangerous than kayneth is kirei ). he has a knowledge basis that goes beyond most of the cast when it comes to magecraft, too. and he’s creative. really, the only way to take him down would be to use underhanded tricks. 

unfortunately for kayneth, using underhanded tricks is also a surefire way to win against him. looping back to the whole chivalry and honor thing, kayneth won’t tarnish his own honor like that, no matter who he’s faced with. this is how he gets absolutely screwed over by kiritsugu ( and i have a few choice words for the whole kayneth using the gun to kill risei, because that’s just. not his style ever lmao ). there’s no amount of skill that will keep you from getting fucked over by someone who cheats; the worst part perhaps of this is kayneth KNOWS that. he KNOWS kiritsugu will cheat and YET he also still fights because he knows running away will ALSO be a slight on his honor. 

really, all of this could be avoided if he just did art and didn’t care about mage society lmao thanks for coming to my tedtalk

[nicawlette]

empatheorem event info

weapons + abilities

doesn't carry any specific weapon, but she's likely to have, at minimum, a pocket knife— or something equally portable, but deadly— on her person at all times.

blood manipulation!! her hemokinesis can create up to ten weapons no larger than a regular sword per day that will disappear ten minutes after being constructed, while hemostasis can be used to prevent and stop bleeding through forced coagulation/clotting up to five times a day

nicolette's body is quite adept at fighting; it's built for violence— she's proficient with most weapons, and if that's not an option, her legs and fists pack a mean punch

high pain tolerance!! yippie!

similarly, her body can withstand losing a lot more blood than the average person without entering hypovolemic shock— neat!

get used to being strangely and acutely aware of the blood flowing in your veins at all times— took her awhile to tune that shit out

physical

5'8" and sexy; her muscles aren't just for show, though

flexible and quick on her feet

peruse the excessive scar collection, but be prepared to experience various phantom pains and body aches from old and new wounds ( her recklessness is not without consequence )

biggest scars on her face, across left eye, but they can be found in various shapes and sizes just about everywhere else, including both hands

two-tone colored eyes— left is a lighter lilac hue compared to darker purple of the right

enjoy her long, luscious locks of hair; it's heavy and gets everywhere, but beauty is pain or w/e!

mannerisms:

quick reaction time and great instincts— trust her gut, because it's usually right

highly emotional and feels things strongly, but has perfected keeping a straight face through most situations

great actress 10/10; fake smiles and charm come naturally

speaking of anger!! she's got a lot of it!

not flight or fight, just fight

if you manage to get her worked up, she blushes quite plainly— from cheeks, to ears, and to the back of her neck

urge to drink when stressed out, fairly high tolerance

soft spot for cute animals

has ptsd and reacts poorly to being physically restrained, confined spaces, medical facilities & equipment, and getting touched unexpectedly by strangers

touchy with close individuals— craves physical affection from trusted sources

memories

grew up with an alcoholic and endured his abuse until she tried to kill him, but made a mistake— very prominent memories of standing over the body of her abuser's son, her step-brother, covered in his blood; the guilt weighs heavily, still

arrested and taken to an imitation of a prison— underwent highly painful and traumatic experimentation/torture that left her temporarily comatose; discovered her new powers upon waking

forced to fight against fellow prisoners for both survival and continued administration of the drug

received the wound that became her facial scars during one of these fights— this was the turning point for her; she became quite ruthless and cruel after that victory

other:

lives in rainsworth mansion with break ( and zhilan )

dating wang yi ( don't fuck with him or she'll Get You )

nicolette has a complicated relationship with her appearance— she's very secure in the fact that she is conventionally beautiful, but her excessive scarring is a point of insecurity and trauma, so keep that in mind if addressing it

icons:

i've got multiple different faceclaims that i use, as well as commissioned art ( about 1,000+ icons altogether )— i don't mind sharing them on a google drive!

[sylusjinwoon]

{ 69 }

always.

timeskip.akaashi keiji x fem.reader

akaashi keiji will always be your first choice.

something about his subtle beauty spoke volumes to you, and you recall quickly becoming drawn to him the moment you had first met him.

you were someone newly hired at a publishing company, feeling excited at the thought of reading and editing various pieces of literature before helping such works get published. it was during this time that you had met with the quiet man simply known as akaashi as he helped train you.

his blue eyes appeared gentle, and he was always so patient with you when it came to showing you the ins and out of the company. his soft voice and mild manner of speaking made you desperate to know who he truly was on the inside, and you found yourself developing quite the crush on him.

you always stood by his side, always interested in what he had to say and the tidbits of his life he would give you whenever you asked. in the short time you had come to know him, you steadily felt your crush on him morph into something much stronger.

always one to be confident in your own feelings, the moment you realized you were falling for him was the moment you asked him out. your gaze was unwavering when they met with his true blue eyes, telling him honestly how much you liked him as you hoped to be able to take him out-

and by some miracle, he accepts your confession with little hesitation.

you were so enamored with him that you honestly couldn't see anyone else other than akaashi. most of your days were spent admiring his features all while running your hands across his soft strands of hair. he was the perfect boyfriend to you, always wanting to protect you and make you happy in the best of ways.

when your one year anniversary arrived was when you both decided to move in together, and you were both in a blissful stupor. sometimes, life would creep up on you and make you have arguments here and there, but even on those rare occasions you knew you loved akaashi enough to work through them.

but sadly, something happened tonight that took a toll on him, shaking his confidence to the core as it broke your heart.

you had decided to go out and celebrate at one of your favorite restaurants after completing a particularly long project. akaashi orders all of your favorite foods, and you enjoyed partaking in such decadent meals. the two of you were simply enjoying your dinner and having a pleasant conversation together, taking the time to de-stress after work. after some time has passed, akaashi excuses himself to the restroom, leaving you all alone at your table.

you busied yourself with sips of your drink, not paying any attention when suddenly a stranger slides himself up to you, "whoa, what's a beauty like you doing here all alone?"

you frown at his poor attempt of flirting with you, moving your body away from him when you blatantly tell him that you had a boyfriend and that he was using the restrooms.

"please, is this just a poorly veiled excuse to ditch me?"

now he was really pissing you off, "no, i mean it. if my keiji was here, he'd be really angry with you trying to flirt with me."

"is there a problem, honey?"

"keiji!"

for a brief moment, the asshole stiffens, realizing his mistake when he turns around to face your boyfriend-

yet the façade of fear quickly breaks when he finally sees akaashi in the flesh. a bark of laughter resounds all across the restaurant as the man points a rude finger at your boyfriend. "please, that lanky guy is your boyfriend? how pathetic is that! can he really protect you like a man should?"

akaashi says nothing, allowing his hair to cover his eyes, rendering his expression blank and indecipherable.

"listen, babe, when you want to lose the nobody to get with a somebody like me, you let me know. i'll be here waiting for you with open arms." he continues to laugh, ready to walk away from you when he brushes past your boyfriend. you thought that akaashi was going to remain silent, ready to speak your mind on his behalf until your boyfriend places a hand on the asshole's shoulder.

"i can and will protect her like a man should. and i'll start by making an example out of you." immediately, a fist meets with the man's jaw, instantly knocking him to the ground. you watch with a deep admiration when he places a few bills on the table while taking a hold of your hand, "please don't disrespect us ever again."

you were so happy, so proud of your boyfriend for sticking up for you. there was even a little bounce in your step when you followed akaashi out of the restaurant. however, the moment you were both outside, there was a major shift felt. akaashi immediately let's go of your hand, swiftly walking towards the parked car without looking at you.

he unlocks it without a word, starting the car just as you take a seat on the passenger side. you knew that incident at the restaurant made him upset, and you hated the fact that such a rude jerk had ruined what was supposed to be a happy night for both you and him. your hands ached with the urge to reach out and comfort him, but more than anything, you knew he needed space and loved him enough to give it to him.

the ride back was silent, and you could almost see the gears turning from within akaashi's mind. his fists kept clutching at the steering wheel, making you blurt out, "you know i love you, right?"

your words cut through his reverie, but instead of giving you a smile, he winces; like hearing your confession pained him. akaashi spares you a brief glance along with a tight smile. "i know, baby. i love you as well."

the rest of the ride home was tense, with your hands constantly clenching and unclenching against your lap. upon arriving home, akaashi still treated you like a gentleman would and opens the door for you. you stand awkwardly to the side, wanting to take this chance and talk to your boyfriend. yet the moment he locks the door, he excuses himself and goes into one of the spare bedrooms, already deciding that he needed to separate himself away from you.

you sigh and allow the hot tears to fall freely from your eyes. even though it was hard, you still wanted to give akaashi the space he needed and not potentially overwhelm him with your presence. you kept repeating to yourself that he was simply upset and needed time to think, that he was allowed to feel all of those emotions going through him all at once.

so you go through the motions of your nightly routine. you take off your makeup and toss your dirty clothes into the closest bin for your next laundry day. knowing that akaashi wouldn't be joining you in bed was what prompts you to choose one of his oversized shirts as your sleep wear. with you pressing your nose against the collar of his shirt, you turn on the lamp and grab your phone, hoping to feel tired after decompressing with some videos.

a few hours passed with you cuddling close to akaashi's side of the bed whilst you slept. you were aware of how your body kept tossing and turning, unable to stay asleep for long as you found yourself missing the comfortable warmth of your boyfriend.

maybe you weren't strong enough to give akaashi his space after all.

you huff, turning over in bed so that your back was now pressed against the mattress. you clench your eyes shut for a few seconds before tossing aside your blankets. grabbing one of your pillows, you allow your feet to pad through the hallway, walking toward the spare bedroom. you press your ears against the wooden door and give it a gentle knock, "keiji? i'm coming in, okay?"

opening the door, you felt your heart ache all over again at seeing akaashi's lone form curled up in bed. it seemed as though he were trembling, and you couldn't stand not being able to hold him any longer.

crawling on top of the bed, you felt it dip with your added weight. wrapping your arms around akaashi, you press gentle kisses behind his neck, pressing your chest against his back all while running a comforting hand through his hair, "keiji, baby, tell me what's wrong; don't block me out, love."

you stayed in that position for several minutes, not hearing akaashi utter a single word. he was so quiet, you thought he had already fallen asleep. breathing out a deep sigh, you carefully push yourself away from him, only to be stopped by his arm wrapping themselves around you.

he flips back on to his chest, allowing you to lay on top of him as he ran a hand up and down your back. he still didn't have the courage to look at you, keeping those eyes glued to the ceiling while speaking to you, "i'm sorry, for getting so upset."

you shake your head and decide to distract yourself by pressing kisses against his chest. "there's no need to apologize for your feelings, keiji."

he closes his eyes, and you felt something soft press against your head, "thank you, my love."

you cuddle yourself even closer to him, resting your chin against his collarbone while asking, "can i ask why you were so upset?"

akaashi groans, lifting up a hand to run through his locks of hair. "i guess talking to that guy opened up old insecurities, that's all."

"what?!" completely left in shock at hearing his confession, you straddle his waist to get a better look at him. "why would you feel so insecure when you're just so perfect?"

he chuckles, but still couldn't hide the melancholic look in his eyes. "although i'm happy that you think of me so highly, i guess i just never felt like i would be anyones first choice." akaashi swallows thickly, his voice turning hoarse when he continues, "i'm not confident and fun like bokuto, nor am i charming and handsome like oikawa and kuroo. i am pretty lanky and a bit more on the leaner side than muscular. each time i'm with you, i always feel as though you'd be happier with someone that wasn't me."

your eyes were still wide with disbelief. all of those traits akaashi had told you that he hated were actually ones that you adored. you loved his lankiness and soft features. you loved how he wasn't boisterous or loud like any other man and found comfort in his quiet company. shaking your head, you figured the best way to convince your boyfriend that you loved him was simply by showing him.

leaning down so that your lips could meet with his, you give him a gentle kiss, allowing your hands the pleasure of delving into his hair. feeling grateful that he returned your kiss, you continue with deepening it, never once wanting to break away from him until he could feel the amount of love you put into the kiss.

the need for air proves to be strong enough to pull you away from him first, making you sigh as you rest your forehead against his. "do you have any idea just how much you mean to me? just how much i love you?"

"i-i'm aware." akaashi answers with a blush dyeing his cheeks.

"then you must know that all those so-called imperfections you listed were the exact traits that made me fall in love with you to begin with."

you relish in the look of wonder in his eyes, watching carefully as his expression turns into that of a more happier one. practically basking in his happiness, you decide to press kisses all across his features. from his forehead to his closed eyelids, you allow your lips to gently trace all across the contours of his face before lingering at his jawline, where you continue to press butterfly kisses all across his skin.

"you must know that i will always choose you, akaashi keiji. even in the presence of a million of these so-called perfect guys for me, i will always choose you." it's then that you allow yourself to travel down his throat, where your lips touches the base of it.

"always?" akaashi asks once more in a breathless whisper.

"always." was your final answer before you decided to shower him with your love and affections.

a.n. - i've been reading some stories lately where akaashi has always been a rebound or a second choice of some sort to the main love interest, and decided to change it with this story. this is currently unedited, but i'll fix some things here and there once it's posted ♡

all stories are written by asahinakiri; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed

[cinnamonest]

ALSO i'm not sure if you've paid attention to leaks or have an interest in ayato as a character, but he has a voice line about kazuha's clan, and how he feels guilty about the kaedehara clan dissolving. it made me think of a scenario where ayato shares his darling with kazuha as part of his duty to support him. (or reader is just a relative or a servant- anything works really) basically in order to help kazuha rebuild his clan he gets a free pass to breed you 😳

YES I am FOR this it's been too long since I came back to this AU (and I think the Kazuha idea would fit nicely because boy NEEDS some pussy with all that added frustration)

Given that girls go to the wealthy first and foremost, it's no surprise that Ayato would have one... it's actually a pretty big relief for you, given that he's young and pretty and not some gross old man, or worse, being stuck with a public use sort of situation. Consequently, you had to be on your best behavior while being picked out... of course, he trusted Thoma and a couple of servants to take care of that much, unfortunately he was so busy he couldn't make the trip himself, sigh.

That, combined with the overall nervousness, ensures that when you first arrive, you're very careful to be as perfect as you can... the downside to rich masters is that if you give them too much trouble, and he's a crueler man, he can always exchange you, and you wouldn't want that. Most sellers have some sort of a return/exchange policy, but if you're returned, you're most likely to be deemed to have too many behavioral issues, and then you'll either be sold again at a discount (opening the way to much shadier individuals, especially if you have a behavioral warning label tacked onto you, in which case that opens the way for sadists who want to "break" you...) or just turned into public property. It's practically a death sentence to your chances of getting into a good situation after that, you'd have to work to crawl your way back up the social ladder... no thank you.

Thus, you're on your best behavior. Be quiet, but smile, say your yes sir and no sir and stay as poised and well-mannered as you can. Don't speak unless prompted, say things you think he'll like, praise him, so on and so on... but early on, about two days or so into that effort, he sort of sighs -- which, at first, makes you heart skip a beat in fear, but soon after he just chuckles, pats your head. You're trying far too hard. It's alright to relax, you know.

Your smile twitches a bit, you apologize, he just chuckles more and says something about how you'll tire yourself out if you stay so nervous. On one hand, he doesn't try too hard to put you at ease... your nervousness is quite cute. That being said, he can't have you developing some health issue from the stress, and it will certainly reflect poorly on him if you're visibly nervous in front of guests...

Speaking of, once you do calm down, that is one important part of your routine, being a lap toy for all his meetings. It's a status statement, really, you're well aware, just having you sitting there with him, sitting on his lap sideways, leaning against his chest as he talks and talks about things you don't understand, as he runs his hand down your back in slow strokes all the while... it communicates a sort of power to the other party, and is a statement of equal status to the occasional guy who brings his own with him. Your existence is a statement of demanded respect. Your mere presence is a sort of accessory... of this you're well aware, but there's no point in getting so upset about something you can't change, or so you tell yourself.

Besides, he gives you rewards for being so good and sitting still the whole time... waits until the one person has left, and there's just enough time before the next guy walks in for the next meeting to pry your legs apart, work you over with his fingers... get that stress out. Of course, the clothing you wear is essentially silk robes that can be easily undone within seconds, exactly as it should be. There would be no point in you being difficult to access.

One of the sweeter things that made you feel... Grateful? Guilty? Flattered? You weren't certain... it was a happy emotion, but also nervous. He gets you your very own puppy upon arrival, after he first brings you home. It brings a smile to his face to see the way your eyes light up, the way you so nervously ask if he's sure it's okay for you to have it... and he insists.

Besides, if there's any part of the care you don't want to do, someone else can do it, and if you do want to, well, he'll allow that too. Just a gift to get you acclimated... You're a bit learned and not too naive, but even you don't think about the fact that that might not be all. Sure, it's true, but it also keeps you grounded. You wouldn't run away from him and abandon this poor thing you've grown so attached to, would you...? Ah, but certainly you don't think you can take it with you and expect to be able to protect it, do you? Precisely. Thus, you're best staying put right here with the little gift he's sure you'll bond with in no time.

And when you can't be with him, by no means does that mean you're alone. No, he has several eunuch guards at his disposal, even hires a few more at the time of your arrival, and assigns several of them to watch you at all times, whenever you're not with him. They're kind, pleasant men, and given, well, the obvious eunuch thing, he can trust them with you. They'll take you wherever you wish to go, oversee whatever activity you wish to do, and always take you back at the end of the day, or when you're summoned... likewise, if they were to turn their heads for half a second too long, if you got just the slightest of window of opportunity to slip away... they'll be the ones to pay for it.

And both you and them are well aware of that -- there's an unspoken mutual understanding that he'd have their heads if anything happens to you under their supervision. There was one time you got distracted, saw a berry bush a short ways over and walked over to it as they talked among themselves... only a few moments later did they come scrambling after you, one having gone in each direction to look, and the one that came upon you (with you giving him a very bewildered look, taking a few seconds to understand) had the most mortally terrified look you've ever seen on a person's face, which turned to immediate relief upon seeing you... the poor guy actually had to sit down for a moment. You felt bad, and tried not to run off to distractions after that.

Not that he's that strict with all his employees, no... as for his most loyal and trusted of individuals, as much a friend as an employee, he's incredibly generous. It's only fair that he lets Thoma fuck you every now and then. As a reward, of course, for his services. And you, of course, know better than to object... besides, Thoma is so sweet and gentle, you can't bring yourself to dislike him, if anything he can be a bit of a welcome relief from your master's rougher tendencies. The first few times, he just sort of mumbles something about it to him, the poor thing's eyes go so wide and he has to ask for confirmation at least five times before he actually accepts.

Eventually, it gets to where they just operate on a set schedule. Now, at the end of the week, it's sort of his reward. Motivates him to get through each day, too. Master leaves for a short while to do some other task that requires his time and attention, you're left in your room for the time being, dark and quiet, only a bit of lamplight... until there's just a soft little creaking sound, he opens the door just wide enough to slip in. He's always so sweet, and so nervous and awkward it's cute. He doesn't even just have sex, no, he hugs you and kisses you first, gives an awkward chuckle and says he missed you and asks you how your week has been. It's deserved, of course, for being such a devoted worker.

...And perhaps, just a bit, because he's certainly noticed Thoma's fascination with you by now, and thinks that maybe getting to stuff his dick in you once a week or so will, perhaps, quell whatever hunger your presence may have awakened, and prevent him from doing something reckless and stupid like try and steal you away for himself... that would be... unideal. In fact, one time master asked you how it goes over... he basically asked if he just takes care of things so to speak and leaves, or does he linger and talk to you...?

You can't help but notice his eyebrows furrow a bit when you tell him that you two talk as well. He mutters something about emotional attachment and seems to think it an issue... but he doesn't think it's bad enough to warrant action, and besides, cutting him off from his... supply... might only serve to accelerate the issue if there is one. Sigh. Just have to watch out for now.

And yes, Kazuha too! It's more of a pity gift than anything, more of a "hey sorry about your family and the whole forced to flee the country thing, you want a crumb of pussy and maybe an heir?" sort of deal, and, well, why would he say no to that?? He's even more awkward, poor thing. At least Thoma has actually seen a human female before, having lived at the estate and seen some other wealthy and powerful people tote them around, but the same is not true for Kazuha. You have to help him sort of... learn how to put it in... but after that, he's a fast addict from there on out.

It's less than a week before he's back at the estate a second time asking for more of these... let's call it reparational visits. He starts staying longer and longer each time, much to your master's annoyance... but as long as it doesn't get too bad, he can tolerate it, and Kazuha manages to find exactly where the limit of his tolerance is and makes sure not to cross that line, but come as close as he can. He starts telling you about his life, his problems, his frustrations... and you, you're such a good listener! He could just lay here forever...

Of course, the catch is that the young master has basically promised to help him carry on his clan legacy via an heir... so the moment you conceive, that's his daily dose of ecstasy cut off forever... so... you won't tell the master of the estate if he chooses to pull out, right? He likes you so much. He just wants to come back and see you every day. You can keep telling Ayato that he's trying his best to impregnate you and just failing, right? That you need to try more? That he needs to be allowed to stay with you longer...?

The other issue with that, of course, is that Kazuha has no obligation of loyalty like Thoma, and he's quite good at rationalizing and justifying anything he does in his head. So the young master had better watch out, lest he go in to check up on you two because it's been a while and find both the ronin and his beloved little wife disappeared... that would call for some drastic measures, and the laws of Inazuma are not very forgiving for persons who commit such crimes...

[choimikeypark]

Deal of a Lifetime

Azul Ashengrotto x GN!Reader 

Contains: Fluff, Marriage Proposal

           “What made you want to take me to your hometown?” I smile at Azul.

           “A few things, I suppose. We’ve been together for almost three years and you haven’t met my parents. They ask about you every time we speak. I also haven’t visited in quite a while myself. This is the perfect opportunity to take care of both concerns. Plus, you’ve mentioned wanting to see where I grew up. What do you think so far?” He returns my smile.

           Walking underwater is incredibly awkward. People are swimming around us grumbling about how slow we’re moving. Heading to his family’s restaurant to meet the people I hope to call in-laws one day partnered with the stress of an unfamiliar environment would be entirely overwhelming without Azul’s hand in mine grounding me with him. I don’t have to do this alone, he’s here with me. It doesn’t matter if people are irritated by us when all I can focus on is the grip he has on me and the soft smile on his face.

           Reaching the restaurant doesn’t take much longer. It was a relatively short distance from where we descended in the water. The exterior is bright and inviting. It looks like a place you go to to make fond memories with your loved ones. Entering the establishment solidifies the family friendly feel. It isn’t worlds apart from Mostro Lounge, but it is less sophisticated being more warmly intimate instead.

           A kind hostess leads us to a table in the back towards where I assume the office is located. We order drinks while we wait, Azul recommending the equivalent of a fruit juice as a safe option for me, as well as to chase the taste of my next breathing potion away. All in all, it was a peaceful two minutes before shit hit the fan.

           “AZUL, IS THAT YOU? HONEY, WE HAVEN’T SEEN YOU IN SO LONG! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? ARE YOU DOING WELL? IS THIS THE INFAMOUS PARTNER OF YOURS?” An older mermaid swims up to our table in a hurry, leaning in to pinch at Azul’s cheeks.

           “Good to see you, Lettie. I’m doing well. I’ve been busy managing the lounge and building a life on land. This is my partner, MC. We came to visit so I can introduce them to everyone.” Azul’s cheeks tinge pink as she continues to coo over him.

           “It’s nice to meet you, dear! I’ve looked forward to the day Azul brings home someone since he was little. Welcome to the family!” Lettie gives me a warm smile.

           “O-oh, thank you! I’m happy to be here!” I feel my own face begin to heat up. Placing my hand over Azul’s on the table, I make aggressive eye contact with my drink to avoid seeing just how much of the staff is staring at us. He flips his hand over and threads our fingers together, giving a soft squeeze of assurance.

           “With the shouting, I take it our son has arrived?” A gorgeous woman comes up to the table with an amiable looking man in tow.

           “Hi, mom.” Azul stands to hug his mother. “Good to see you too, dad.”

           She folds her tentacles in a manner similar to smoothing your skirt as she sits across from us. Azul and his father make small talk on how Azul is doing on making contracts as they take their seats. I feel his mother’s gaze burning a hole in me. Looking up to meet her eyes, she has a smile on her face that could melt ice with it brightness and warmth.

           She reaches across to grab my hand, placing my palm in one of hers as she rests the other against the top of my hand. “It’s nice to be able to finally meet you. Thank you for going through the trouble to come down. Azul wasn’t embellishing whatsoever when he said how lovely you are. I’m eternally grateful he’s had you there to make sure he takes care of himself and he’s happy. I can’t wait to get to know you.”

           “It’s wonderful to meet you, ma’am. I’ve heard many good things. Your restaurant is lovely. Thank you for accepting my presence on this trip.” I smile shyly back at her.

           “Sweetheart, you don’t have to be formal with me. Call me mom.” She winks at me, releasing my hand as Azul chokes on the sip of his drink he was taking.

           His father chuckles before turning to me. “We’re happy to have you both here. It’s been marvelous to see Azul so happy. I wish he was in his mer-form, but I won’t push it if he doesn’t wish to. I’d prefer if you called me dad. You’re family and we don’t have room for honorifics at the dinner table.”

           Azul looks incredibly uncomfortable at the mention of having his tentacles out. I place my hand back on his on the table and return the squeeze he gave me. He looks up at me and I give him a soft look that he returns after a moment.

           “That’s so cute!” Mom exclaims. “So, tell me about how you got together from your perspective.

           “We met when I needed to free some of my idiot friends from a contract they made with Azul. They took no time to consider working for decent grades on their own, so they made a deal for help during finals. I thought he was incredibly smart, cunning, not to mention unfairly pretty, so we got to talking after working through a contract of my own. He was not easy to get close to by any means, haha. I may or may not have made a few reckless agreements asking him to spend time with me and let me get to know him as my only requests. I wanted to know Azul the person and not Azul the businessman. I knew it’d finally paid off when the terms of a contract went from difficult to meet requirements for some of his time, to me going on a date with him in exchange for me wanting to talk without Jade supervising. He said my request would be granted if I met his terms. It’s been a journey to get where we are now, but every step and stumble was worth it. Azul makes me happy. I love him very much.” By the end I’m averting my eyes to look at where our hands are clasped together.

           “He made you work for it, huh?” Dad laughs.

           “I needed to be sure they were being genuine! I didn’t want to put my business or private information at risk by letting someone get too close and them take advantage of me.” Azul sounds incredibly embarrassed.

           “Sweetie, you didn’t want to put you yourself at risk. It’s hard to be hurt if you keep everyone at an arm’s distance. Was the risk of giving MC a chance worth it to you?” Mom’s question is soft-spoken, but full of weight.

           My eyebrows shoot up in surprise. Surely, he wouldn’t have moved in with me and took me home to his birthplace if he wasn’t sure of our relationship, right? I fidget nervously waiting for his response.

           “It was the best risk I’ve ever taken.” I look up to see him already looking at me.

           Mom and Dad share a look. Mom heaves a deep sigh. “Oh, look at the time. I have to get back to the office to finish some paperwork before we close up for the day.”

           “I need to get back and go over the details of a case I’m working on. My client goes to court soon.” Dad says, standing. “It was great to see you kids. See you at home for dinner?”

           “We’ll be there.” Azul follows suit, getting up from the table.

           I scramble to join him as he slowly starts to head back outside. His mother taps his shoulder, before we get very far. “One moment, pearl. Wait for me by the door.” As I walk away, I hear his mother say “Good luck.” Good luck? On what?

           It isn’t long before Azul returns to my side, leading me away from the center of town. “Where are we headed now?” Is the burning question I couldn’t keep inside for long.

           “I’d like to take you somewhere special to me, if that’d be alright.” He responds heading toward a clearing in the distance. I nod my acquiescence.

           Azul helps ease me into a seemingly nondescript opening along the ocean floor. The other side opens up immediately into a hidden cavern. Light shines through an opening further in, illuminating the crystalline walls around us on all sides. Clusters of vibrant purples and blues mix with the wildlife lazily floating around. This is definitely a special place. It’s straight out of a fantasy novel. An exorbitant amount of self-control keeps me in the moment with Azul, and to not think about making a little mermaid reference he wouldn’t get. It feels a little too on the nose that a contract making octo-mer would bring me to an underwater cave like this.

           “What do you think? I used to come here to hide away from everything in life. If I ever needed to clear my head, or get some time alone where no one would bother me, I’d come here. I found this place one accident one day trying to avoid running into anyone that’d pick on me… It’s safe and peaceful.” Azul waves a greeting to some fish nearby. He’s physically relaxed the most he has since we’ve arrived.

           “It’s beautiful. It means a lot to me that you’d share something so important to you.” I sit on a spot of fallen sand, to cushion the hard rock to an extent, enraptured by how the crystal glitters where the sun touches it.

           “I’m glad I brought you. I’ve thought about showing you where I’m from for quite a while now, but there never seemed to be a good time. We rarely get a reprieve from how hectic things are. I trust the twins to not burn the lounge to the ground, but they don’t always have the right tact to deal with customer complaints. It didn’t occur to me until recently that there will never be a good time to step away. No better time than the present, really.” Azul joins me, following my line of sight. I mumble my agreement, while he sets his jacket off to the side.

           He watches me for a moment in comfortable silence. “Hey, angelfish. Let’s make a wager. If I pick up this scallop, and it doesn’t swim away, I’ll show you my true form. If it does, you have to come to a sunken ship with me to look for coins.”

           “I’d do that anyway. As for showing me, I only want you to do that because you want to. We don’t have to make a bet over that. I’d wait forever if you needed me to, and I’d be okay with never seeing it if you’d be more comfortable that way.” I give him a serious expression.

           “Humor me.” is his response.

           “Alright. Grab the scallop.” I roll my eyes playfully.

           He calmly and slowly reaches for the small shelled creature. Lifting it gently from where it rested, it makes no effort to leave his hand. Poised in the center of Azul’s palm is a cute little baby. “Well, a bet is a bet. Would you hold the scallop for me?”

           “Um, okay?” It’s handed over and Azul stands, walking several feet in front of me.

           He turns to me, and has a shy, nervous look on his face. I wait patiently for him to be ready. He hides his face in his hands as he little by little transforms. As with everything else about him, his tentacles are elegant. The two toned appendages stretch and spread, adjusting to being in use.

           My jaw drops as I let out an astonished gasp. Azul goes rigid at the sound, anticipating what may be said next. “Zuly, you’re breathtaking! You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!”

           He peaks out from behind his hands, incredulous. “B-breathtaking?”

           “Come here, love. Thank you for sharing this with me.” I make grabby hands at him. The moment he’s in reaching distance, I pull him into a tight hug. A kiss is placed on his temple before I release him.

           Azul’s face is crimson as he rubs at his arm anxiously. “Could you hand me the scallop I gave you?”

           “Sure?” He runs his finger against the grooves in the shell before taking a deep breath and looking in my eyes.

           “As you mentioned earlier, I’m not the easiest person to get to close to. Before you, the most extended period of time I’d spend with anyone would be dealing the twins and the board game club I was in with Shroud. You took everything I thought I knew about people and ripped it apart. I was shown patience, love, acceptance, and genuine companionship. I’ve never met anyone like you. From a single glance, you know what I’m thinking and how I’m feeling. A simple touch lends speeches of love and support. I’ve never felt so happy and fulfilled. Did you know it’s possible for me to love something more than making money and deals?” I laugh with a fond smile on my face.

           “I love you more than there are grains of sand in the sea. I brought you to my parents and showed you me in my entirety because I knew I was ready to take my present to my past in hopes of a brighter future. I want to spend the rest of my life at your side.” He separates the shell of the scallop with trembling hands to reveal a ring. A pearl is in the center of the silver band with a purple stone on either side of it. My hand shoots up to slap over my mouth in shock, eyes almost threatening to pop out with how wide they flew open. “Will you marry me, MC?”

           “Oh my god! How- When- I- YES!” My gaze snaps up to Azul’s expression of disbelief as my shout echoes around the cavern.

           “Did you really just say yes? You’d marry me? Me, me? Do you mean it?” An audible sob leaves him.

           “YES YES YES YES! I’D LOVE TO!” I cry with him.

           Tremors wrack his body as he reaches for my hand. “I really get to marry you? You’re sure you want me?”

           “Let’s make a deal, then! I’ll marry you if you marry me! I’ll give you the rest of my days if you give me yours!” I giggle through my tears.

           Azul slides the ring on my finger with a love sick-smile on his face. “I’d be yours for the rest of my life even if you weren’t mine.” I throw my arms around his neck and kiss him with all of the love and happiness I have.

           Loud, deliberate clapping rings through the cavern. We separate to look for the source of the sound. Floyd and Jade are swimming to us at a leisurely pace. “Congratulations, you two.” Jade has that signature smirk on his face as they reach us.

           “A shrimp marrying an octopus. Interesting~” Floyd laughs, lapping around us.

           “What the hell are you doing here?” Azul bites out, annoyed.

           “Our parents asked if we were coming home as well, when news reached them that you were coming down for a visit with the human partner you’ve told your parents so much about. We came looking for you and overheard a few people saying they hoped your proposal would go well, as you were leaving you mother’s restaurant. We decided to follow you.” Jade explains. “I must say, you were very creative. MC looked starstruck.”

           “YOU WERE HERE THE ENTIRE TIME?” Azul snaps, moving toward the twins. I pull my hands back, catching the ring in my peripheral vision. It’s so beautiful. I’ve never seen anything like it. Did he design this?

           The twins share a laugh at how bent out of shape Azul is at being spied on and interrupted. Floyd comes up to me, slinging his arm around my shoulder. “You look happy, Shrimpy~”

           The goofy smile on my face melts after being caught staring at my ring. “I am.” I continue before Azul can voice any displeasure with Floyd. “I’m happy to see you two, but could I have this time alone with my fiance? We can meet up again later, of course.” Azul burns an even brighter red at the word fiance.

           “As you wish. Enjoy this moment with your husband.” Jade answers, giving Floyd a sharp look. Floyd pouts as he pulls away.

           Azul splutters and pulls me into an embrace, hiding his face in the crook of my neck. “MC Ashengrotto…” is breathed against me.

           “Yes?” I answer, rubbing soothing circles on his back.

           He pulls back to look at me, panic written on his features. “I WAS JUST TRYING IT OUT. I DIDN’T EXPECT YOU TO ACTUALLY RESPOND TO IT. I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THAT. I DON’T KNOW HOW TO COPE. I LOVE YOU.”

           I kiss the tip of his nose. “Deep breaths, dear. I don’t want to be a widow before we can even get married. Would you like to stay here for a bit longer, or would you like to head back and tell everyone how it went?”

           “I’ll carry you back. It’ll be faster. I get to marry you… You really want to marry me?” Azul’s eyebrows are knit together as he scoops me in his arms.

           I lean to whisper in his ear. “I do.”

  Bonus “I’m happy for you two! I can’t wait to be a grandma!” Mom squeals, holding my hand up to her face to admire the ring.

           “Azul would definitely make an amazing dad.” I beam at her.

           AzulAshengrotto.exe has stopped functioning.

[ryosmne]

Three brats??

Dad!Sukuna x f!reader

So this is basically a comfort fic, featuring dad! Sukuna because the brainrot was too much. Ok so, the reader and Sukuna have a son together, yes their son is Yuuji, I know this is usually the single father Sukuna trope, but I wanted to give it a go, feedback is always appreciated. Thanks for brainrotting with me @likeab-o-s-s cause this is the reason this exists. That's all from me enjoy reading.

Warnings: none really, just family, heartwarming fluff.

The air was crisp and fresh, unusually refreshing for the beginning of summer. Parents were already gathered outside the daycare, Yuuji, y/n's and Sukuna's son attended, patiently waiting for their kids to run in their arms again.

Sukuna arrived a couple of minutes before the final bell on his motorcycle, he took off his helmet, leaned back on his bike and waited for the familiar little pink head of hair to come wobling to him.

The three mothers next to him, scooted a bit closer to him to get a better look nothing he's unfamiliar with and no one can blame them, Sukuna is a sight for sore eyes. Leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up, extenuating his board shoulders, exposing his tattoo covered skin, v neck white t shirt, allowing his toned chest and even more of his tattoos to show and a simple black pair of pants hugging his muscular thighs in the best of ways.

In the past some of the bolder ones had mustered the courage and asked him if he was a single father since they had never seen his son's mother, but with a laugh Sukuna brushed them off telling them how his lovely wife was a working parent and her schedule just didn't match the daycares. Maybe the very unconventional wedding rings they got weren't the best idea in this situation, even though they were extremely beautiful and unique.

"I really admire the work you put in the little guy" Sukuna's gaze met a woman who attempted to strike a conversation, oblivious to what she had meant by her statement he replied, maybe these three minutes would pass faster talking about normal things and not stressing about work.

"Don't we all put work on our kids?" He spoke calmly with a slight smile that he always wore when talking about Yuuji.

"Yeah, we do, but it still must be hard I can't imagine what you're going through" Sukuna's mind went to the worst scenario. Was Yuuji a trouble maker at school? He is a very well behaved child, both him and y/n made sure to teach him proper manners and how to be polite, that couldn't be it right?

The bell rung, and kids made their way out of the daycare, Yuuji in the blink of an eye was hugging his father's leg, exited to see him after the hours he was gone. In a swift motion Sukuna put Yuuji's little backpack on his own back and scooped the boy up in his arm.

"Yuuji's a pretty good kid, hes never been difficult" Sukuna smilled again resuming in the short conversation with the woman next to him. "Single father's like you don't get the credit they deserve". She spoke again smiling sadly down to the little pink haired boy who seemed too fixated on the earrings his father was wearing.

Sukuna finally understanding what this whole thing was about, chuckled, this had happened before after all, he should've known.

"I'm not a single parent, speaking of that your mom said she has a big surprise for you after dinner" he said directing his attention to his son again, the woman next to him quickly fumbled an apology for missundertanding, to which Sukuna replied to with a simple 'dont worry about it'. He placed Yuuji on his bike, put on both his and his boys helmet and drove off.

Y/n was still stuck at work, thankfully her husband would cook dinner tonight cause overtime was killing both her and her mood, good thing she finally had a day off tomorrow.

Y/n checked her phone to see how close she was to going home only to find a text that Yuuji's teacher had send her that was obviously meant for her husband.

Hello Mr Itadori, this is Mrs Laura from the day care. I was wondering if you wanted to get launch with me after school tomorrow, you can bring little Yuuji too, I'm awaiting your response, have a nice night.

What the hell was that? Well y/n's number was in Yuuji's contact information, she chuckled at the words displayed on her screen but she couldn't really blame the teach, Sukuna was a walking temptation, she knew that first hand, hell she fell head over heels for the dangerous looking guy who hid a heart of gold under his hard exterior, but the teacher could at least check who the number belonged to.

Y/n run her last errands and made sure to pick up Yuuji's surprise before heading home, she even tipped Sukuna off so their son wouldn't know what hit him.

Y/n made her way inside the family house, tossing her keys somewhere on the living room couch.

Yuuji immediately after hearing her car in the driveway came rushing down the stairs, jumping around her like he always did when she came home.

"Mom, mom you're home." The happiness was evident in the boys face, his smile was wide when y/n dropped to his level to pick him up and spin him around

"Yes I am little devil, did you give your father hell like we agreed?" She spoke in the happiest of tones with Yuuji still in her arms. Another set of arms engulfed her frame making her halt on spinning the little boy.

"So you're telling him to be a little brat now huh?" Sukuna's breath tickled the side of her neck and ear as he rested his head on her shoulder and wrapped his strong arms around her waist. "Welcome home love" he spoke again giving her jaw a ghost of a kiss.

"Daddy is the food ready" Yuuji spoke from y/n's arms, Sukuna only laughed at his son's appetite, and directed both him and y/n to the kitchen where he had already set everything up.

"Mommy, what is a single dad?" Yuuji asked in the middle of dinner in typical fashion of his, any question he had from something he heard through the day would always come up during dinner.

"Well Yuuji, single fathers are the fathers who raise their kids alone." The young boy seemed to think about his mother's words before speaking again. "So its just a daddy ?" Yuuji asked again with his eyes growing a bit sadder, his mother nodded, and Yuuji's eyes started to water.

"Baby what's wrong?" y/n asked. "Hey buddy what's going on?" Sukuna was growing quite concerned too. Yuuji burst in tears leaving his seat, climbing up his dad and hugging him tightly. Sukuna was rubbing his back to comfort the young boy and y/n's hand was stroking the kids hair in an effort to calm him down. "B-but why did that lady c-call you that, is m-mommy l-leaving?" Everything seemed to click for Sukuna, y/n was still confused but in the calmest sweetest voice said "Yuuji, baby look at me, I'm not going anywhere ok?" And the boy left his father's arms and clung on to her like his life depended on it.

Sukuna cracked a few jokes and lightened Yuuji's mood so he could enjoy the rest of his dinner, which went pretty well, he was his smiling adorable self very soon after his parents reassured him that none of them were ever leaving his side and the boy was now drawing with crayons in the living room. He seemed to have completely forgotten about the surprise his father mentioned when he picked him up.

Y/n and Sukuna were doing the dishes in the kitchen, each one talking about their day, Sukuna explained the awkward conversation he had at the daycare that sparked Yuuji's sadness, y/n took a turn in talking about how her son's teacher, basically asked Sukuna out on a date but messed up and texted her. "How about you set up a date and you show up? I mean it's you she texted right?" Sukuna joked "Babe, that's cruel" y/n chuckled at her husband's mischievous nature.

"So you've got everything ready?" Sukuna asked. "yeah who'll bring him over?"

"You do it I'll keep Yuuji busy."

Sukuna joined Yuuji on the couch. "What are you drawing little brat?" Y/n heard him ask their boy in the usual sweet tone he had with him. She made her way down the basement, where she kept the surprise since she came home. Yuuji was going to love this, Sukuna was too, she knew she was already in love as well.

Y/n climbed the stairs quickly, and snuck up behind her son, who was occupied by his dad, she gently tapped the boys shoulder.

"A PUPPY" Yuuji announced exited making sure his voice was still soft not to scare the eager dog that his mom brought to his arms. Yuuji gently held the puppy that was licking his face as he was in a fit of laughter and excitement. Sukuna was as exited as his son and y/n had a huge smile on her face too. Their son had begged and begged for a dog ever since his best friend, Megumi got a black German shepherd puppy. Of course y/n and Sukuna wanted to comply to Yuuji's request right away, but they took time to teach little Yuuji everything there was about the responsibility of owning a dog. They took him to dog cafes and shelters, so he would be the perfect little dog owner, they taught him patience and responsibility beforehand. Sukuna visited the local shelter and decided with y/n on a white Shepard puppy that Yuuji always pointed out in your visits because 'he looks like Megumi's puppy they can be friends like we are' who can say no to that little adorable devil?

The puppy momentarily left Yuuji's arms to lick Sukuna's face. "Now we've got two little brats and a big one in our house." He laughed, enjoying the moment.

Y/n was admiring her son and husband as well as the newest member of the family with a smile plastered wide on her face, life was indeed beautiful.

The next day, both Sukuna and y/n were waiting for Yuuji to finish school, since y/n had the day off. Sukuna had his arm protectively around her because this time, others were staring at what was his, but he was proud to show her off to everyone, even in a place as mundane as his son's daycare.