#and ths 9th is my follow up

[bangchansgirlsblog]

Maybe this is triggering but can I ask for 9th member x skz but the 9th member is at school in a shooting and skz are worried (I know this can be cringe or triggering so you don't have to do it if you don't want to)

Ride or die

- 9th member

Warning: shootings, angst, crying

Pairing: 9th member x skz

Summary: going to school and thinking you’ll never make it back home alive is scary.

Hey before you guys start to read this, this is a warning about the contents that will be in the story. If you find it uncomfortable please do not read the story.

-🩷

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It was supposed to be a good day.

It was supposed to be a normal day.

I didn’t think at any moment in time I would be hiding in the janitors closet begging God to spare my life. Spare our life.

I thought these things happened in movies. I thought it was all just some type of glitch in the universe.

Boy was I wrong.

My legs were up against my chest. I could hear I.N’s breathing down my neck as I held him close.

My hand over both his ears as tears run down his face.

The heat of the tiny compartment made our bodies sweat severely and make our head spin in circles. All I could hear were terrifying screams coming from outside the door followed by loud bangs. Loud scary bangs.

Please God, Save us. Is all I was thinking about.

I look in his eyes trying to calm him down without saying a word. My body shaking terribly.

I wanted to go back home so bad.

It was dark in the closet. We were hiding behind some trash cans and the space was barely enough for one person but we had to make it work.

“Breath I.N. Breath.” I whisper to the young boy who was now looking like he was about to pass out.

“I love you,” he whispers making my heart break even more and making me worry even more.

“We’re going to get through this okay? We have too.” I whisper to him and he nods while shutting his eyes.

My phone starts to vibrate in my pockets and his does too. The non stop calls gets me to grab it out of my pocket to see who could possibly be wanting to talk at such a moment.

There couldn’t possibly be any network down here. So how? How were we getting calls?

I look at the name that comes up and see it’s our oldest brother Chan calling. The light of the screen slowly blinding me.

I look over at I.N who shows me his screen with our second oldest brother calling. Leeknow.

We couldn’t risk a phone call right now. Not at all.

“Turn it off.” I whisper to him and he nods quickly putting the phone away.

My hands intertwine with his.

The shots and screams getting louder and louder.

Were our friends going to be okay?

I let out a tiny sob not able to hold it in anymore and silently cry as we sat in the dark closet.

The smell of bleach started to cause a banging headache in my end.

Chan’s Pov:

At first when I saw that the school was calling me, I didn’t know what the problem was. The twins never misbehaved so I just turn it off thinking it wasn’t that serious. ‘I’ll just call them back later’ I thought to myself.

The boys and I were sat in the study room reading for our upcoming exams so automatically everyone was busy in their text books or computers.

I had dropped the twins off earlier and came straight back home in the morning and it was only 12:15 in the afternoon.

The calls kept coming in from all over and when I saw that they weren’t going to give up calling me I picked up.

“Hey this is bangchan I’m really busy-“ I say frustrated but was cut out with a quiet panicked voice.

“Hello sir? This is Yongsan International School and we would like to inform you that the school is currently under lockdown.” A lady says into the phone.

“Lockdown?! What do you mean lockdown?!” I get up from my chair which causes the boys to look at me. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion as I start to pace the room.

“I’m very sorry to say that there is a shooting in progress and if you could get down here as fast as possible that would very much be appreciated.”

“How the fuck do you let that happen?” I yell into the phone, “what type of school lets this shit happen?!”

“Channie hyung what’s wrong?” Felix asks worried obviously. I turn to the boys who were now staring at me. Eager to know what’s wrong.

The world goes quiet as I try to form the words to explain to my brothers that their little siblings were currently in a shooting.

Why would someone want to do such a thing to such innocent teenagers?

“T-the school, the twins- their school is apparently has had a shooting.” My phone drops out of my hands as I feel my body almost collapse.

“Hyung oh my God! Sit down please,” Changbin grabs a hold of me and slowly puts me back in my original sit.

“What do you mean the school is under attack?” Han voice books across the room filled with panic. He grabs the tv remote and turns up the news where we see the familiar place with many cop cars outside surrounding it.

“Oh my God,” Felix gasps before pulling out his phone.

“I have to get to Y/n or I.N some way!” I exclaim before grabbing my keys from the counter.

“I-I need to go right now..”

“I’m coming with you hyung. The rest of you try and get in contact with the twins. If they call let us know please.” Leeknow instructs the younger boys.

He was frantic aswell. Even tho leeknow was known as the less emotional brother whenever something went wrong you could tell how affected he was by the situation.

“Guys please be safe, please.” Seungmin tells us before quickly hugging us as we rush out the doors and get into one of the cars.

“Pass me my phone Lee, I’ll call Y/n you call I.N,” I tell him and he quickly gives it to me.

I start blowing up their phones praying that somehow one of them picks up and tells me everything is okay.

“They are going to be okay hyung. I know Y/n she’s strong she’ll protect I.N,” Leeknow says trying to make the situation better.

My chest ached. The constant fear of them getting killed in that school kept crawling up my back and the thought of them being terrified, probably hiding somewhere not sure what to do made me want to throw up.

“If something happens to them I won’t ever forgive my self Leeknow.” My voice quivers as the words leave my mouth.

He looks over at me and rubs my back for assurance.

“Nothing is going to happen to them I promise.” I didn’t even know how he was keeping his shit together right now. How?

The drive wasn’t long because of the way I was speeding. The roads were kind of empty and the weather was very foggy. It had rained in the morning but Seoul weather was always confusing.

“Okay let’s go, let’s go.” I quickly saying getting out the car not trying to slip on the slippery ground.

I look around trying to assess the situation. The school looks so gloomy and children were being wheeled out or were being carried out by people.

Some were frantic others were just quiet. As if in a trance.

The cops were surrounding a specific area. I run towards one of the parents who looked like they just saw a ghost. Her body trembling.

“Leeknow stay here and try and fine them, imll go ask what’s going on.”

“Be safe Chan.”

I quickly nod and run to the First Lady I see. She was wearing a coat and her makeup was smudged from all the crying.

“Excuse ma’am can you tell me what’s going on?” I ask the lady who was clearly not in the right mindset at all.

“They caught the guy but they are so many injured kids, non confirmed deaths yet” she gives me a small smile.

“Thank you,”

I run back to leeknow who’s searching for a sign of I.N or Y/n.

Y/n’s Pov:

I.N and I always were together in ever place and area.

We were always moving in twos. That’s how it worked. I.N and Y/n. How it always worked.

The world was moving in slow motion as me and I.N were holding eachother in the closet.

Being put in a position where you think your life is about to be ended in the most brutal way makes you think back and appreciate the little things. The things that mattered or didn’t.

“A-are they gone? Please tell me they’re gone Y/n,” I.N whispers causing me to snap out of my little trail of thoughts and come back into reality.

“I don’t know baby bread but I really hope so. Are you okay?” I ask him.

“Yeah just out of breath.” He whimpers.

“Shhh it’s okay, just breathe yeah?” He nods in response as we sit there for what felt like hours.

“Do you think Channie is outside waiting for us?”

“Yes I do, I know he is. I feel it.” The little hum that comes out of his mouth makes me believe that he actually believed me.

By the time everything had gone kind of quiet I pull out my phone to see a clock reading “6:35pm”

We had been sat here for 6 hours

No moving no talking just fear and shock.

A loud banging at the door causes us to jump and squeal in fear. Did they find us? Were they going to kill is now?

“This is the police call out of your in there!” A loud voice fills the room.

I.N wraps his hand around my mouth to stop the sobs from escaping.

His tight grip loosening when he hears the man’s voice.

“I-I’m going to check-“

“No you can’t Y/nie that so dangerous, you’ll get yourself killed. Imagine it’s a trap.”

“I.N we have to find a way to know what going on. The service here is horrible” I whisper back at him.

“But y/n-“

“I’ll be okay I’m just peeping through the door I.N trust me.”

“O-okay but if-“

“Nothing will happen, I promise.”

I give him a small nod before crawling to the door and looking through a tiny crack.

I see police officers walking around assessing the place and I see a man standing right outside in uniform.

“Oh thank God.” I whisper. The feelings of relief causing me to cry and sob.

“I.N I think it’s safe, I see police.”

“Are you sure?” He asks hesitantly crawling out of the hiding space.

“Yeah, let me go out first, here hold my stuff.” I hand him my back and phone before opening the door.

“Hey! I found her!” An officer yells causing me to jump in panic.

“Hey I’m not going to hurt you Y/n-“ he softly says reaching out to grab me.

How does he know my name? Why does he know my name?

“How do you know my name?” I ask the man.

“You guys have been hiding for more than 5 hours, we’ve been looking for you and your brother.” He says holding out his hand.

The hallways were empty. No sign of any kids.

“I-is he gone, the shooter?”

“Yes he is love and your older brothers are waiting for you outside,”

“Chan?”

“Yes Chan, where is your brother? Do you think you’ve lost him.”

I shake my head no before returning to the closet and pulling I.N out. His taller figure wrapping me in his arms.

“Hey I.N, I’m officer Chen. These guys are my colleagues. Should we go outside?”

I nod my head eagerly waiting to see my brothers.

“Please let’s go I need to see leeknow or Chan,” I quickly say. I grab my bag and phone from I.N’s hands because he also has to carry his stuff. We follow the cop who was checking in on us making sure we were okay. Never in a million years did I ever think I would find my older brothers in a frantic state. A crying state but that all changed today.

“Chan!” I scream and he looks up. His eyes in disbelief.

“Y/n?! I.N?!” My footsteps start to get quicker before I jump into his arms, I.N doing the same to leeknow.

“My babies oh my God. Are you guys okay? Are you guys hurt? I thought you guys died. My poor babies.”

“We’re okay, we’re okay.” I say tears running down my face. He wipes them with his hands and kisses my forehead. He starts examining me and asking me questions.

“Here you guys must be freezing, take my jacket.” Leeknow hands me his and Chan does the same to I.N.

“Oh baby girl you had be scared there you know?” Leeknow grabs me in his hands and kisses me all over my face.

“Please tell me you’re okay, please.”

“I’m okay leeknow I promise, I’m just happy I’m with you guys.”

“We need to take them to the paramedics to make sure everything is alright and if they are you guys can take them home,” the officer cuts out conversation short.

“Yes yes anything, go ahead.” Chan approves.

The officer nods and leads me and I.N to the ambulance where Chan and leeknow sit close by asking the lady so many questions.

“Yes and that’s it, you guys look good to go.” She looks at us sympathetically before putting away her gloves and turning to Chan and leeknow.

“They need to drink a lot of water and make sure they take in a lot of rest.” She tells Chan and he nods his head noting it down.

“Therapists for such situations should be also be taken very seriously because they are young they need all the help they can get to get over this trauma,” She also tell Chan who continues to ask more questions.

“So we need to get them therapists?”

“Yeah but that’s only if you see a change in their behavior. We don’t want anything bad happening to them mentally.”

“Right right. your right,”

“We’ll give you guys some contacts but right now, I want you to take them home and take care of them, are you there dad?”

“N-no I’m their older brother, our parents died a few years ago.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,”

“It’s okay, thank you tho.”

“You’re welcome and here’s my number,” she winks at Chan which makes him cringe but Chan being a people pleaser, he wanted to be polite so he took it.

“Chan?” I call for him and within seconds his by my side.

“Yes my love,” he says kneeling besides me.

“I love you so much and I love you so much leeknow.” I tell them both and leeknow turns his head away.

He was crying I knew he was and he didn’t want me to see that. I knew it.

“We love you too and you I.N. Should we get you guys home?” He asks while fighting the tears that were so clearly about to fall.

“Yeah.”

**

To the person that requested this: thank you so much for your request I’m about to make a part two if you would like :) cause I have an idea to complete the actual story if you would like!! 🩷.

[jaybleu25]

My Heart Hears You (Part 3)

Time: HS Years; Bros are in 9th, Bowser is in 10th. Setting: Peach's Castle. 7 A.M.

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Getting prepared for school the next day was a difficult challenge for Luigi. This was mainly due to his anxiety being multiplied by 10 at the thought of him having to do a presentation in front of the entire class. It wouldn't leave his mind at all. Even more so, he had to present with Bowser of all people. Who knows if Bowser would follow the script or not? Meanwhile, Mario was in quite a good mood. For his presentation, he painted a picture of the globe. His group's presentation was going to be on how recycling was important for the planet. Putting the painting in his backpack, he was about to leave, but he realized Luigi still hadn't come out of the bedroom yet. Mario wasn't going to leave without Luigi. Going back up the stairs, Mario would knock on the bedroom door. "Luigi, you ready yet??" Mario called out. "O-Oh, uhm...y-yeah..!" Mario could tell something was wrong. Luigi's voice was shaky. Quickly, Mario would open the door, only to find Luigi struggling to stand. He was using the couch as support to stand up. With swiftness, Mario rushed to his brother's aid. "Are you okay??" Mario asked. "I'm fine, j-just...a bit nervous..." Luigi stuttered. It took a few moments for Mario to remember. Whenever Luigi got nervous, sometimes he would end up getting what he called 'jelly legs', which would make it hard for him to stand. It happened a few times when Luigi was in middle school, but once high school started, it became more and more frequent. "Is it about the project?" Mario asked. Luigi would nod, responding with a nervous hum. "Hey, I'm sure yours is gonna be great, bro!" Mario reassured. "You always write really cool speeches and stuff." "I just don't like it when people are looking at me," Luigi muttered. Mario would think for a moment. "Well...maybe try focusing on me," Mario suggested. "Pretend like you're just telling me about your topic. Don't look anywhere else." "Th-That might work...I'll try that," Luigi responded. "Thanks, bro." "Of course!" Mario exclaimed. "Are you feeling a bit better now?" Luigi would nod, now standing on his own. He'd grab his backpack containing his part of the essay, as well as the trifold board he kept nearby. He'd then follow Mario out of the room, waving goodbye to Toadsworth with a cheerful smile. But that smile wouldn't last long. Thankfully for Luigi (or unthankfully, if you had asked Luigi about it before Mario had comforted him), his science class was the first class of the day. That meant he would be able to get the project over with. He wouldn't have to worry about it the rest of the day. Additionally, he wouldn't have to deal with carrying the trifold anymore, so that was also a plus. Arriving to class with his brother, Luigi was a little hesitant. He had no idea how prepared Bowser would be. During the period of the group project, the teacher had made it so all of the pairs would be sat next to each other so it would be easier to work together. Once Luigi got to his seat, he noticed Bowser reading over the last page of what he had to say. Luigi was surprised and relieved. It looked like he didn't have to worry after all. Bowser did get his script. Without saying anything as to not suddenly startle/anger the Koopa Prince, Luigi would sit down. Once Bowser finished reading, the bell rang, and he noticed Luigi was sitting next to him. "Oh, finally, you're here," Bowser said, annoyed. "You took forever." Luigi didn't want to make mention of the fact he had already been there a couple minutes prior, so he simply apologized. He was definitely not here the whole time. And so, the presentations began.

-To be continued...-

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Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746341252448043008/my-heart-hears-you-part-1?source=share

Part 1.5: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746341378314944512/my-heart-hears-you-part-15

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746500897895514112/my-heart-hears-you-part-2

Part 3: You're already here!

Part 4: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746920665451495424/my-heart-hears-you-part-4

Part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746921486930034688/my-heart-hears-you-part-5

Part 6: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746923474412568576/my-heart-hears-you-part-6

Part 7: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/746924406863020032/my-heart-hears-you-part-7

Part 8: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/747120181983281152/my-heart-hears-you-part-8

Part 9: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/747121034850975744/my-heart-hears-you-part-9

Part 10: https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/747121820844556288/my-heart-hears-you-part-10

Part 11 (END): https://www.tumblr.com/jaybleu25/747122379621269504/my-heart-hears-you-part-11

[gren-arlio]

Olympics ain't until next year, so let's talk about the objectively cooler one. Welcome to Episode 9 of (Waku) Puyo Extras.

(Always liked how the characters are drawn when they're small. Oh, and the lad next to Satan? That's Rasp, and I believe they don't have a set gender. Least from what I heard from the EPPC.)

Hello one and all, it's the guy who's harassed by Witches (or just a single Witch) all day, every day without fail. Seriously, outta anyone in the world, it's the dude with the Yosuke pfp, it really does run in the Persona Bro archetype to have wack ass luck. (World's worst crackship)

Silly stuff aside, welcome to the 9th episode of Waku Puyo Extras, and if you've been following for a bit, nice to know you've stuck around, and for new guys, it's fine, there's no continuity. Im just late posting this.

This time around, we're talking about PuyoLympics, and I hear you wondering, "Didn't you say you'll talk about Arle's Travel Log last time?" And you're absolutely right, I did. However, it's kinda hard to find footage for the game itself, and I do need extra time, so we'll cover it next time. Curse these games for being niche.

I'm glad PuyoLympics isn't as niche as the others we'll cover some other time (Madou Sugoroku is going to be awful to find footage for,) and I've had this on my backlog, we may as well cover it now, yeah?

So let's cut to the chase, shall we? Not having a tiny video to translate does feel weird still, but otherwise, hope you enjoy.

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So, What's the Origins?

Like Serilly's Happy Birthday, PuyoLympics was also a Disc Station game, released in 1997 for PC. Is it safe to say that PC got more games can console players?

(Not exactly the coolest looking start screen, but the opening itself was pretty cool.)

What's interesting about this game is that there's...two versions of it. Well, sorta. PuyoLympics in Basa~ru is technically a sequel, but it's more of a minigame from the original, so there's that. (Covered an entire game in one paragraph.)

The game itself is a sports game, yeah, but it's also somewhat a collection of minigames as well. Think those Mario Party sports minigames, but Puyofied and also you only can choose 2 characters.

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Alright, So What's the Story?

It begins as usual, to be honest. Satan is cooking up devious shit again but he somewhat wants to have a twist. In the meantime, Arle and Witch are arguing (leaving even the narrator a tad confused,) about Arle being unathletic.

(The peak of this argument. Words I can't even say.)

They then stumble upon a flyer, stating basically "Yo the Olympics are starting. Win to get a wish." and to settle their scores, Arle and Witch compete, along with a couple of other guys we can't play as, notably Rulue, Draco, and Schezo.

Satan decides that everyone will duel for the prize itself, though you only really play as the two girls. But to get in spirit, he dresses up as a coach to fully begin the thing.

(For some reason, all the footage I got were on Witch's side, even with looking on NicoNico. It was legimately hard to find footage for Arle. However, I do know both their endings, at least.)

For Arle's ending, Satan does say that she can indeed make a wish. However, Arle's unsure of what she should even do, and settles for...losing weight. In which Satan gives her...whatever is shown on the bottom.

(Seriously, what is this? They say it's a magician training cast but...I dunno, man.)

And how about Witch's ending? Well, Satan gives her the choice of whatever she wants, and she's also kinda unsure. However, unlike Arle, she has too MANY wishes to have, and Satan gets absolutely fed up and leaves, angering Witch. And you know what? Good on you, Satan.

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So, How's the Gameplay?

Gameplay itself is compressed of several minigames that you play as either Arle or Witch. The Olympics are a big deal after all.

Some of the events are things like the Meter Dash (I'd assume 100,) swimming, and...one game where you smack Puyos aside. I can't explain that one well.

Though in the swimming one, other characters appear at the very least.

(The whole squad came to cheer you on. You can't tell me they're not good friends.)

The games themselves are fairly short, and usually range about the 40 seconds to about a minute or so, they ain't called minigames for nothing. Still, there's some enjoyment itself with playing them.

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How About the Visuals and Characters?

Visually, least in my opinion, the game looks really good, and the OST itself is up to par with the series as a whole. Every character looks fairly well made to boot. Good on ya Compile.

And how about the characters themselves? Well...thankfully, they're fairly retained to what we're used to. Let's talk about the main two.

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Arle:

Our 2nd favorite girl Arle is roughly the same that we usually know her of. Here, she's still pretty dang cheerful thankfully, though with the argument with Witch and the whole going to the Olympics thing to settle their score...it's not petty, I swear.

However, something I want to note is that (supposedly not) due to Witch's comments about her being unathletic does actually kind of stick with her, as her wish is to lose weight...even if Satan kinda went the weird route to help change that. At least it shows she does have insecurities. (Seriously, what the hell is that armor going to do?)

And hey! If you play her route, Rulue makes an appearance early on, as well as Draco, who's sporting her outfit from Puyo SUN.

(Why are Rulue pants so different anyways? Still, it's nice to see her and Draco appear, even if she's more-so just a conversation with Arle and another for Witch.)

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Satan:

Ah, good old Satan. Never fails to just being a stupid idiot that we love. He's the whole reason why this Olympic thing began, and he's somewhat embracing it. Due to image limits (Yes, I plan the image routes ahead of time,) I can't show...In photos.

Here's a link to it. May as well, since it's so relevant.

He's a blast to actually hear and listen to. I genuinely like this version of Satan. And he even got turned into stone from a comment once. Now THAT'S comedy. I wouldn't say he carries the game, everyone does their part, but I gotta say that he's easily one of, if not the best, written character in this game.

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Witch:

As per the Gren Norm, I got so much more to say about Witch because...if the meme told you anything, she's definitely out there. The whole Olympic thing somewhat escalated due to Witch insulting her over being unathletic, which I mean...ouch.

If you play her route, you actually get a cameo appearance with our boy, the 2nd big guy in this Tumblr blog, Schezo Wegey. And if you know me, I'm gonna explain what happens. (At this point I document every misdeed this girl does)

So, Schezo comes into the frame wearing his Puyo SUN outfit as well, and while Witch says hello and why is he here, immediately labels him as a pervert after he claims he wants Arle again and also wants to win the Olympics.

(Silly Schezo. You're not playable.)

Witch then asks to take off his cape, because he looks like a pervert when he does...and low and behold, he actually does it, shocking her.

And frankly, I'd be surprised also. However, as none of us predicted, Schezo says if she's gonna laugh, to just do it. But she doesn't. Rather, she compliments him. A lot.

(If you've seen the meme, she's basically saying that he has a nice physique for his title, and that he has really healthy skin.)

Schezo asks if she's okay, (she's not) and she yells that he's wonderful/beautiful, causing our boy to think that she's gone insane and runs.

And she chases after him.

(Welcome to my ""Job"". Went from knowledge and Schezo to Knowledge, Schezo, and a lot of documenting of Witch and Arle. You signed up for this.)

Good on Schezo for taking the initiative and actually just leaving...well, more like run away, but good on him.

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So...Final Verdict?

The verdict is fairly simple honestly. Elementary, even. The game itself is a very charming game, with a really nice OST, artstyle, and even character writing to an extent. Every character is just fun to read ok and listen to, and it's nice to see such a silly concept be done fairly well.

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And For Those Wondering About Arle's Travel Log And Updates Overall:

Don't worry, I got it planned. I'm writing it, I didn't forget it. It's just footage is hard to come by and I want to make this the best I can. And besides...I'm making a Halloween special. I gotta.

And after that special, I plan to take a week or two off to relax. Then...idk, we try to translate Arle's Route of Waku Puyo Dungeon. The Waku part of Waku Puyo Extras will become real AGAIN...

Then, I'll take a break during New Years/Christmas. I don't want to risk burnout. But that'll be all for this time.

See y'all another time.

[anikasenkujo]

Cinnamon Rolls

pairing: jotaro kujo x anika sen (jojo oc) (jotanika) | wc: 3250

summary: anika finds a way to spoil her husband on his birthday, by making his favorite dessert, cinnamon rolls.

warnings: fluff + bit of angst + smut, oral fixation, predominantly lovemaking, usage of star platinum's time stop and dangerous woman's positions ability for a moment (it's not inappopriate kdfnd will write a foursome with them sometime kfnfn), blowjob, deepthroating, kissing of scars, cunnilingus, fingering, lactation, unprotected (she's on the pill), creampie, aftercare, usage of pet names ( "darling," "sweetie," "wife," "shona" {which means beloved or sweetheart in Bangla} )

a/n: Yes, I am FINALLY writing a one-shot on these precious babies of mine, that involves no requests. :P Also, this fic, with the mood board, is MY submission for my Valentine's Day Collab, Let’s Celebrate Love! Also, my headcanon is that Jotaro’s birthday is on the 9th of Feb, but I couldn’t post anything out of suffering from anxiety issues. Regardless, happy birthday, love. You deserve the best in the whole world. Thank you, for comforting me with this Well, I hope this makes up for it 💕 Also, a couple of my good friends and I discussed that Jotaro likes cinnamon rolls, hence this story. Nevertheless, please do enjoy this because there is more to come <3 Also, minors please DNI with this post and any smut content I post here, and also, block any post with the tag: #we sinfully yearn

song: lucky ones by lana del rey

As the clock struck midnight in the Kujo household, things were starting to settle in with Jovita finally sleeping normally, being kinder to her parents’ sleep schedules, and the relationship between Jotaro and Anika, which had multiple cracks all over, was showing signs of healing. It was Valentine’s week, which also included Jotaro’s birthday, so the house had a couple of decorations, especially after encountering an old lady at the shop who was being unnecessarily picky with both of them. According to Anika, she deserved much more than the slashing of tires. As Jotaro was making the bed, wondering where his wife could be, he heard a soft whisper, “psst, shona,” as the bedroom door opened, with her peeping through the door like a squirrel. “Can you come downstairs, please?” and then hurriedly climbed down the stairs to the kitchen. 

Furrowing his eyebrows, he sighed and followed suit as he saw Anika getting what looked like a plate of cinnamon rolls with one lit candle as she brings it before him with Dangerous Woman standing by her side. He looked at the cake and at her with a soft smile on his face. “You, you remembered?” He asked, hesitatingly. She chuckled softly, responding, “Even if I were to forget everything all over again, I wouldn’t be able to forget this date.” This meant a lot to him considering she had forgotten everything about him for years on end, until they reunited in 1999. She walked towards him, singing the birthday song softly so as to not wake Jovita up. She then stood by his side as he blew the candle, cut a piece, and realized that it looked just like the way his mother used to make it. Delighted, they fed each other. As he was eating the cinnamon roll, he realized  that she took time and care in baking it, which he noticed from the texture. It’s moist, decadent, and, like her, precious. 

With a comfortable silence lingering between them, Anika ran her finger across the frosting of the cinnamon roll, and brought it closer to Jotaro’s lips. Understanding what she wanted to do, he licked the frosting off her finger, sucking on it slowly, and not breaking eye-contact. She could feel her heart thumping, and her breathing labored as she took her finger off his mouth. He asked her calmly, “Ani-chan, are you absolutely sure you want to do this? Because, I’m worried about hurting you, and I don’t want to—” Without replying, she approached him, her lips landing on his, while they cupped each other’s cheeks and raked their nails through each other’s locks. 

It had been five months since Jovita was born, and even then, Anika was struggling with a ton of things. Core muscle weakness, stretch marks, sore breasts—everything. She knew her husband doesn’t care for her changing appearance because he was sure that she would be fine, but little did she know that it pained him to see her feel ugly about the way she looks. This was a much-needed break from their dry spell as they kissed each other, drowning in their passion for one another. To both of them, their lips felt incredibly touch-starved yet divine. They both felt, at that moment, like they were truly at home.

He put his thumb in Anika’s mouth for her to suck on slowly. As he  watched her do so, his cerulean eyes never left her ebony ones. “Anika-chan,” he spoke softly, “are you really sure you want to do this?” She nodded, letting go of his thumb, and responded, “Shona, until we get to a point where we can spend time by ourselves, this is my birthday gift to you. I want to hold you, hug you, and make love to you…” The last few words piqued his interest so much, as it’s something he wanted to do from quite a while—not fuck her rough, but enjoy her as she is. As he never let go of her gaze, she laces her arms behind his neck and kissed him open-mouthed, pushing her tongue against his.

He cupped her butt, lifting her into the air, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, with the kiss quickly becoming hot and frenetic as they slowly climbed upstairs to their bedroom. His hands ran down her back, and he unzipped her red polka-dotted maternity dress that she still wore after giving birth, causing it to drop to the bedroom floor. The moment he sat her down on the bed, he was in awe at her being completely naked and vulnerable in front of him, so he took off all his clothes, including his favorite boxers, in front of her, which caused her to become extremely flustered.

As she turned elsewhere, he lifted her head by her chin in his direction. “Hey, it’s okay,” he said softly, “don’t think of anything else. Let me love you even more as you offer your all to me all over again on this day. Let me show you how I’m in love with each and every part of you.” She giggled, and responded, “I hope you know that it’s your birthday today, Jotaro. Not mine—” Half a second later, she feels herself lying on the bed. It’s amusing how he could stop time seemingly out of nowhere, even if only for a fraction of a second. “What did you—” He smiled as he climbed on top of her and responded, “Not your birthday, yet. I know. Ten months to go, now be still and let me explore you.” 

The moment she nodded is when he brought his face closer to her, with his lips landing on hers again, splayed one of his hands on her waist, and the other caressed her hair as they kept kissing. His lips traveled down her neck, past her chin. While Anika’s breathing hitched, he rasped, “Do you want me to stop, my wife?” She gasped, as she couldn’t believe what he just called her. She felt her stomach doing a backflip after hearing him call her “his wife.” Sure, they’d been married for over two years, but never had that felt more real than this very moment. “No, darling, please don’t stop,” she whimpered as his fingers brushed against her bare skin, sending shivers down her spine. 

He kissed her on the sensitive spot between the neck and shoulder while she was bare and vulnerable before him, and as their skin touched, she clasped his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist while they kept kissing. Soon, they switched positions using Dangerous Woman, and she climbed onto his lap. She whispered in-between kisses, “I’d like to make you feel good, sweetie, may I?” She kissed him on the eyelids without waiting for an answer. “Did I ever tell you that when we first met, your eyes totally caught my attention? They’re the most beautiful ones I’ve seen.” 

She then started leaving a trail of kisses all over his chin, neck, and shoulder blades, stopping and kissing him all over the places where he has scars from battles with DIO. “I love your scars,” she said, “I love that you fought like a warrior when you didn’t have to. I love that they’re just for me to see and love on.” He was soaking up the attention and silently savoring it, expressing himself only through soft grunts. She moved on to his abs and chubby waist, kissing everywhere. “I don’t care what people think of the way you look, but like I told you, you’re the most handsome man for me.” She then slowly peeled the boxers off of him with his dick slapping against his abdomen, giving her room to spread his legs a bit more, kissed the V-line, and then gave one big lick from his balls to the tip, causing him to clench his fists hard in pleasure.

“Jojo, darling, did I ever tell you how much I love this cock so much?” She began savoring his shaft by wrapping her lips around its head, licking the tip, and tasting his pre-cum. She kept sucking hard, maintaining eye contact with him. He watched her, entranced, with his mouth slightly agape. She half-opened her lips and began to let him thrust into her mouth slowly. His girth and length filled her mouth; saliva slid down her chin, and tears lined her cheeks as she felt the tip of his cock push deep into her throat. He took a deep breath before pulling himself out of her wet mouth and slowly pushing himself back in. She bobbed her head back and forth as she grew accustomed to his length and became aware of how he preferred it. He grunts as she squeezed his balls in her hand and started to pump his long cock with the other, sucking on the tip greedily. “Ani—,” he grunted, “fuck, I don’t want to cum like this,” he rasped, pulling back and leaving her gasping for air. 

He gazed at her expression and leaned over, roughly pressing his lips to hers. “You didn’t have to do that,” but then a soft smile appears on his face, “but this means I get to kiss you all over in return, so switch.” She turned and laid down with her head on the pillow, and she watched him climb on top of her. However, instead of kissing her lips first, he first kissed the scar on her forehead, the one that she earned when DIO hit her with one of her boomerangs in Cairo. She winced as he does so, making him place his hand on her cheek. 

“I love this scar because it reminds me to never take you for granted—because of that day,” he said softly, his face pained. “I lost you once; never again.” As she was about to say something, he kissed her nose, where she got the scar when she was bullied in school. “I love this cute scar because it reminds me of how much you’ve grown, and I know you’re still working on it.” He continued to kiss all over her chin, neck, and shoulders, moving to her breasts, holding them, and kissing all over, gently so as to be careful. “You feed our child with these. They’re beautiful,” he whispers in her ear as he fondled one of her breasts and flicked her nipples playfully, even going far as to suckle and breastfeed on them. He then went to the waist to find stretch marks and another scar by DIO and kissed her all over. “If you say that I’m the most handsome, then you’re the most beautiful one, and you know how I’m bad at complimenting.” She chuckled again, responding, “Babe, you don’t have to—” 

He stopped her from talking to see that she went commando, so her pussy was ready to be displayed in all its glory. “Anika, please allow me to take my time with you,” he purred reassuringly, running his hand down her inner thigh and cupping her pussy. Anika breathed tremulously as Jotaro fiddled with her sensitive clit with two of his fingers, causing her to whimper in pleasure. As he continued to pleasure her, she brought her face closer to him and kissed him passionately, moaning his name in between the kisses. She was so grateful that she had shaved herself down there. 

She let out a string of quivering sighs as he slowly went down on her. As she started to murmur, “Jojo,” he licked a single wet stripe from bottom to top before sucking onto her folds, with his tongue thrusting into her core. She inhaled sharply as she held the end of the pillow with one hand, tugging her lips between her teeth to control the moans. As he used his fingers to reach the G-spot, curling them inside, she immediately moaned and grunted, with him covering her mouth with his free hand, reminding her that Jovita is still asleep. She nodded, while her other hand raked through his jet-black locks and presses his head closer between her legs. 

She moaned in between moments of euphoria as he spread her folds and relished her like something that he’d been craving. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as he grabs hold of her plush thighs to steady her as he keeps thrusting his tongue into her, causing the coil to keep building in her as her back arched and her toes curled. “Pl-Please don’t stop, sweetie, let me cum,” she purred while pressing his face between her thighs harder.

He smirked and licked one final stripe from bottom to top, his compliments on how perfect she is sending her into a frenzy. As he towered over her again, she brought him closer to her and kissed him while he steadied himself and stroked his hardened length before her. With her core muscles now gaining strength thanks to the pelvic floor exercises she did, Anika was nervous as to how he would fit it in her, her gaze now falling on the tip that glistens with his essence. Jotaro smiles and notices her lips quivering, and exhales deeply out of sheer nervousness, furrowing his eyebrows. He approaches her, pressing his tummy against hers and intertwining his fingers with her own. “We don’t have to do this if you’re not able to. I don’t want to hurt you.” Jotaro leans towards her closely and asks out of concern. 

Anika knows that it’s been a while since they’ve had sex, and they are now working on their relationship with the last half year riddled with major communication issues. She’s certain that she needed this for their sake, for their relationship to grow. Thankfully, she felt okay, but she’s not sure how she’ll feel later. Nevertheless, while caressing his cheek with her knuckles, she experienced butterflies fluttering in her stomach all over again. She smiled at him, replying softly, “I’ve never been more sure, darling.”

Jotaro smiled wickedly, leaning forward to whisper in her ear, “I'm going to enter you slowly, okay?” while leaving open-mouthed kisses on the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder and sucking on it. He aligned his hardened member with her entrance, looking for a sign from her while she nodded. He teased her entrance slowly, sliding up and down, watching her bite her lower lip as it began to throb down there.  He pushed in slowly, with the tip stretching her out, causing her to moan his name and writhe in pain as it stings her a bit. 

“I’m here; breathe deeply for me,” he urged, as he moved his fingers along her clit to help her relax. She pleaded and mewled, “Darling, ‘s too big, pl’ don’t tease me. ‘Wan it all,” wrapping her legs around him and arching back, the pain turning into pleasure as he went deeper before eventually bottoming out, with her throwing her head back moaning loudly in response. He covered her mouth again, this time looking in the direction of Jovita’s room, hoping she hasn’t woken up. They maintained eye contact as his hands pushed into her hip, thrusting in and out of her slowly. He didn’t want to increase the pace right now because all that mattered is that he wanted to enjoy his partner. 

He gazed into her ebony eyes again and is immediately brought back to when he met her in Calcutta for the first time, when he fell in love with her in Karachi, when he kissed her in Cairo and saw her “die” before him, when they reunited and first made love in Morioh, when they got married in Calcutta amidst family drama, and finally, when Jovita was born. A stray tear streamed down his cheek as he kept thrusting in and out, slowly. Anika wipes it off him, and placed her hand on his cheek, softly calling out “shona” to break him out of his reverie. “Anika,” he responded as he shook his head, “I don’t tell you this often, but...” His cheeks reddened when he whispered, “I love you.” Bringing his forehead closer to hers, she responded with a smile, “Oh, my husband, I love you too. Please don’t hide what you’re thinking. Tell me.” He stopped, and responded with a heavy sigh, “I had our entire relationship flash before our eyes. I have a request, Anika.  Please don’t ever risk your life like that again. It…it scares me, and I can’t do without—” Anika covered his mouth with her hand, responding with her eyes welling up, “Oh god, no. I don’t ever want to worry you or Jovita again. I won’t be able to do without you either…”

With him smiling, he gestured to continue. As she nodded, he increased the pace as his hands traveled to hers, intertwining fingers and pressing his forehead against hers. “Is this okay, wife?” Jotaro asked nervously, causing Anika to tilt her head a bit so that she could kiss him, and she responded by moaning and gasping softly, “Yes, baby, ‘eels amazing. ‘love you. ‘ease, don’t stop,” while scratching her nails on his back. He groaned and paced all the more, sucking on the nipples, before eventually hitting the cervix. He never realized how those three words sent him into a frenzy. She  curled her toes, while he kissed her, muffling her moans as he keeps going. All kinds of sensual sounds reverberated in the air, and the smell of sex permeated around them. Too intoxicated in each other’s presence, he explored the upper part of her with his lips, kissing all over her neck, sucking in on some places, lightly marking her, and kissing every inch of her body.. 

He continued to sink into her as sloppy kisses were exchanged, eventually leading both of them to reach their high. Anika breathily cried his name out as he slowed down his thrusts lazily. “I’m on the pill, so it’s okay. Please give it all to me,” she pleaded while he circled her overstimulated bud with his thumb. With a final thrust, their gasps reached a crescendo as they found their releases together, her inner walls hugging him tightly and creaming him, allowing him to fill her up.

As he pulled out slowly and gently, he noticed her whimpering in pain, her inner walls clenching in nothingness. Worried, he rushed to the bathroom, started filling the tub with water, and rushed back to the bedroom to carry Anika, much to her chagrin. “Jotaro, you shouldn’t have done that—” he shushed her, and took her to the tub, gently placing her in the water. He locked the bathroom, joined her, lathered shower gel on the loofah and bathed her. Anika then snatched the loofah from him, and says, “Shona, please, let me do this for you.” She started bathing him, much to his dismay, but he didn’t want to fight. Jotaro sighed, and allowed her to bathe him. “Let me take care of you, please,” she whispered, “Valentine’s Day is near, and you’ve been doing this for a while, on top of working to provide for us.” He smiles at her softly, “Okay. But, I get to do this on Valentine’s Day,” causing her to chuckle. “Yes, yes, I will allow you to spoil me then. But for now, it’s my turn.”

He smiled, and responded, “Thank you, once again, for making me feel special, Ani-chan,” to which she smiled, “Dr. Kujo, it’s an honor to make you feel loved, birthday boy.”

© Shyna 2023

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What do we name her Eddie?

Pairing: Papa!Eddie x Fem!plus size reader

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A/N: I know I've been slacking when it comes to this series but I'm going to try and be more current. So without further Ado. Meet my 9th part in my daddy Eddie fan fic. Thanks for reading. As always feedback is always appreciated. Kay love ya byyyyyeeee.

Warnings: 18+ language, mentions of blood loss, premature birth, jealousy, arguments, and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: You and Eddie deal with the aftermath of a difficult birth. With Thomas now in the picture, Eddie can't help the feeling of losing you.

Part 9

😔🖤

Eddie left work in such a rush that he nearly crashed four times. He was so out of it he had to pull over for a minute to calm down.

This morning he felt like he should stay home. The way you were walking had him nervous. But you were smiling and so happy that he shook off the dread he felt.

He was working on welding a part for a machine when he was called to human resources. When he got there he just knew. He didn't even let Linda the HR manager finish her sentence. All he heard was the word hospital and he was booking it to his van.

He was shaking his head and cursing at himself. He should have stayed home. He should have gone with you to visit Bastian.

He didn't know what was going on until he ran into the hospital. He saw Rosie first. A little bit of relief washed over him when he saw that she was okay and with his uncle.

But he stopped in his tracks and saw the other guy. He knew who that was. He went to school with him too. He didn't know why Thomas was here. But he hated that fucking guy.

The very moment Wayne saw Eddie's worried look turn to anger he quickly got up and went to him.

"Son-"

" What the hell man?! What-"

" Stop! Listen to me!" Wayne used his dad voice. " He found y/n and Rosie in the cemetery. He's the one who got her here as fast as he could....son if he hadn't found her. We don't know what could have happened."

Eddie swallowed his anger and was now just worried about you.

" Where is she? What's going on? She can't have the baby yet. It's too soon!"

" Yes son, it's early. Y/n's in surgery right now. It's been about an hour since she got here."

" Surgery?" Eddie whimpered.

" Yeah. But it's gonna be okay....okay."

Eddie nodded.

"Let's go sit down son."

Eddie nodded once more before following his uncle. He no longer cared that Thomas was there. All he cared about was you and his baby.

After a little while Wayne took Thomas back to his car. That's when Eddie's friends started to come. He originally called Erika and asked for her to watch Rosie while he waited to hear about you. But now Dustin, Mike, Erika, and Gareth were there.

Wayne finally came back and sat with Eddie. He tried to comfort him but Eddie was gone. The surgery was taking too long. Something was wrong. Eddie could feel it.

It was about 3 hours after you got there when the doctor finally came out.

" Mr Munson?"

Wayne and Eddie said yeah at the same time.

" I'm sorry. Edward Munson?"

" Th-that's me." Eddie said standing up.

Eddie gave Rosie to Erika and he and Wayne went to the doctor.

" Hello. I'm Dr. Martin. Your wife's surgeon. Let's have a seat."

The doctor led them to a few empty chairs.

"How's my girls doc?"

" Well let's start off with your baby girl. She came a bit early. So we have her in the NICU. She's just a little underdeveloped. But she is a fighter. We need to keep her here for a while and get her weight up. But as soon as she gets stronger you can take her home. I will write out a list of regiments for her in order to make sure she continues to get all the necessary nutrition she will need."

Eddie looked at his uncle.

" Does she have pulmonary hypertension?" Wayne asked.

" No. Other than her coming early, she is very healthy."

Eddie felt a little better. But he still was worried about you.

" So Mrs Munson came in with vaginal hemorrhage and going into early labor. With tests and closer inspection I found that she had a complete placenta previa. That's when the placenta covers her cervix not allowing your baby to be delivered normally. So we had to do a C-section."

"How did that happen?" Wayne asked.

" Well sometimes it can occur when a previous C-section was done or when a uterine fibroid was removed. Which Mrs Munson has had both. So it's very likely that was the cause."

Wayne nodded. " So is she okay now?"

Eddie thanked God for his uncle. He wouldn't know what to do without him right now. Eddie was at a loss for words. He needed to hear if you were okay.

" She lost a lot of blood not only before she arrived but during the surgery."

Eddie's heart sunk.

" We had to give her a blood transfusion in order to replace what she had lost. But the sudden amount of blood loss has caused her to slip into a coma. However..."

As the doctor trailed on Eddie officially stopped listening. The last thing he said to you this morning was if you want spaghetti for dinner. He should have said he loved you. He should have been with you.

...

Eddie refused to see the baby. He sat with you every day holding your hand. Begging you to wake up. Days went by with no change.

Wayne came and tried to comfort him and get him to see the baby but it was no use. You needed to wake up. He needed you to wake up. Rosie and the baby needed you. He needed you.

It was two weeks later when the nurse brought in the baby. She was still tiny but she was getting bigger. When he held her he cried. He felt awful for not seeing her. She was so beautiful. She looked just like you. But she did have his hair. He looked at her then looked at you.

Why was this happening? Haven't you two been through enough?

Another week went by and he was changing the baby. Rosie was sitting on the hospital floor coloring you a picture when he heard her talking.

" Mommy. When are you coming home?"

Eddie's heart broke. Rosie missed you. She's been asking for weeks when you would come home.

" Mommy. Daddy cries a lot...He says please wake up."

Eddie felt his tears again. He really has been crying a lot. He missed you so much.

" Mommy?"

Eddie was wrapping the baby in a blanket when Rosie tugged at his jeans.

" What is it princess? Did you finish coloring for mommy?"

"uh-huh. Daddy?"

Eddie picked the baby and held her close to his chest, looking down at Rosie.

" What is it princess?"

" Can mommy come home now?"

Eddie frowned. " I'm sorry princess-"

"Look. Mommy's up."

Eddie's head shot toward you. Rosie was right. You were up. He saw you trying to sit up. He quickly put the baby down and went to you.

" Baby!" He cried out.

He helped you sit up and waited for you to get your bearings.

"Ed-eddie?" Your voice was soft and low.

" Sweetheart."

" Where...where is she?"

" She's right here." He said grabbing the bassinet and pulling the baby closer.

" Rosie?"

" She's here too... princess come here."

Eddie put a pillow behind your back to get you more comfortable.

He lifted up Rosie and sat her at the foot of the bed.

" Hey sweet girl. Are you okay?"

Rosie nodded. " Mommy. Sissy's here." She pointed at her

Eddie started to cry. He rubbed his eyes on his sleeve. Finally you were awake.

" Eddie can I hold her?"

" y-yeah."

He picked up the baby and carefully handed her to you.

" She's so small." You whimpered.

Eddie put his arm around your shoulders while sitting on the very edge of the bed.

He sniffled " Yeah but she's strong...just like her mom."

You finally looked at him with tears streaming down your face.

" I'm so sorry Eddie. It's all my fault."

" No baby. No...it wasn't. She just wanted out."

He gave you a loose hug. He wanted to hug you tighter but he didn't want to hurt you. He wiped your tears away along with his after.

After a little while Eddie could tell you were tired. He tried to grab the baby but you didn't want to let her go.

" Sweetheart. You need rest. I promise she isn't going anywhere."

You nodded and let him take her.

He helped you lay back down but moved the head of the bed up a little. He put Rosie down for a nap and moved her to the cot he had been sleeping on for the past three weeks.

You scooted over and motioned for him to lay with you. He did wrapping you in his arms.

"I missed you so much sweetheart...please don't leave us again."

"I won't. I promise."

After a few minutes of crying he kissed you.

" Honey?" You said after.

" Yeah baby."

" What's her name?"

He sighed. " She doesn't have one yet."

" No?"

" I-I didn't want to name her without you."

Your little laugh made him want to cry again.

" How about Lilly?"

Eddie smiled. " Lilly Munson...hmm I like it."

" Yeah?"

" Yeah." He said kissing your forehead.

" Rosie and Lilly Munson."

Eddie repeated his daughter's names. They were perfect. And now that you were finally able to come back everything was how it should be.

He had his beautiful daughters and the most amazing wife. And he swore to never let you or them down.

...

A few days later you guys finally went home. There was a conversation that needed to happen. Not with just you and Eddie. But with you and Thomas.

Eddie was so grateful for what Thomas did. There were no amounts of thank yous he could say for saving both of you. However, he was worried that Thomas came back for you.

Deep down he knew you would never leave him. You and Rosie and his uncle have been the only constant in his life. And just like you fought for him and Rosie. He would fight just as hard to keep you.

One night you were feeding Lilly in the rocking chair. While Rosie was playing with her dolls and Eddie was fixing his van.

" Mommy?"

" Yeah sweet girl?"

"Can you sing to me?"

" Of course princess. What do you want me to sing?"

She didn't know the name of it but she started to hum it.

You smiled. "Okay sweet girl. How about I sing it for you and your sister?"

" Okay "

🎵

Moon river, wider than a mile. I'm crossing you in style some day Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way. Two drifters, off to see the world. There's such a lot of world to see. We're after the same rainbow's end Waitin' 'round the bend. My huckleberry friend. Moon river and me.

🎵

While you sang you heard Eddie singing too. When you looked at him you smiled.

" Daddy. That's mommy's song."

" Oh I'm sorry princess." Eddie said sitting with Rosie. " I'll let mommy sing it."

He softly smiled at you while you sang again.

This was how it should be. Eddie's life with you and your daughters. How it should have always been. The love you gave him and Rosie was what he always wanted.

While you sang there was a little bit of sadness in your voice. It has been there since you and Lilly got home. You barely talked now and you stopped sleeping in the room. Eddie would constantly wake up to find your side empty. When he would look for you, he found you asleep in Rosie's room with the rocking chair pulled up between Lilly and Rosie.

Every night he found you, he would grab two blankets and a pillow. He would cover you and lay on the floor next to you.

You would wake him up with a cup of coffee and some breakfast before tending to Lilly and Rosie. You kept looking sadder and sadder every day. Sometimes Eddie would hear you crying. But you wouldn't tell him why.

That was until he came home from work one night. It was a month after the difficult birth when he found you sitting at the dinner table.

" Hey sweetheart."

You looked at him with a small smile. But it was as if you weren't looking at him. More like passed him.

" Hi" your voice was melancholy.

He went to you giving you a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

" How was your day?"

" It was fine. The girls are napping."

He nodded.

" How was work?"

" It was good. Everyone misses you."

You didn't respond to him. You just sat there.

Eddie pulled up a chair next to you and sat down. You looked so tired and just so damn gone. He didn't know what to do.

" Baby? Talk to me... please."

You hung your head and started to cry. " I don't know what's wrong with me."

"What do you mean sweetheart?" He said grabbing your hand.

" I don't...I feel like...I'm failing...I'm trying to be with Lilly all the time. And...I just feel like we're not bonding how we should...I don't feel like she's mine."

Eddie cupped your face making you look at him.

" I don't know what to do Eddie... I'm scared that I don't love her as much as I should."

" No baby. That's not it. I see you with her. You love her. I know you do. She's yours and you love her."

" I'm so sorry Eddie... I know I'm not me. I just-"

You were cut off by a knock on the door. Eddie looked towards it and then back to you.

" Are we expecting someone?"

You shook your head wiping your tears away. He got up and opened the door. He was instantly enraged when he saw Thomas standing there. He was about to tell him that you guys were busy. But then he felt your hand in his. He looked over to you and your eyes told him everything he needed to know.

" Don't be too long sweetheart." Eddie said giving you another kiss on your forehead and went to check on the girls.

...

You stepped outside, closing the door behind you.

"What's the matter bunny?"

You rolled your eyes. You always hated that nickname.

"Nothing Thom-"

" No. I can tell you've been crying. What happened? Did that guy hurt you?"

" Who? Eddie?"

" Yeah. That guy was always a fr-"

" Don't you dare! Eddie is my husband! He's not a freak. He never was."

Thomas sighed. " I...I'm sorry bunny...It's just you know I hate seeing you sad."

You rolled your eyes so hard that you swore you saw the back of your head.

" What do you want?"

"I wanted to see how you were. How's the baby? How's your... daughter... Ruthy was it?"

" Rosie." You corrected him.

" Right. Sorry. Rosie."

" They're both perfect."

" Yeah? That's good. Really good...Had me worried there for a second."

" What were you doing there Thomas? You never visited Bastian before."

" Yes I have. I just don't go on the exact day of him passing."

"Why?"

" Because bunny. I know you wouldn't want to see me there. I...I know I hurt you. And I didn't want to keep on hurting you."

" Yeah sure."

" Stop it! You know I don't lie. Not when it comes to you."

" But you did lie. You said you loved me and you said you would always be here. That was a lie. Or how about you promised to marry me and be a father to Bastian. That was also a lie."

" I know. I never...I'm just really sorry okay...I didn't" he sighed. " Look bunny, I know I could never make it up to you and there's nothing I can do to take that pain I caused you back. I know leaving you like that was the biggest mistake I have ever made...and I can't help but think what would have happened if I would have stayed. Would Sebastian still be alive? Would you still love me like you did? Bunny, I didn't come here to try and win you back. I came here because I wanted you to know that I know I made a stupid decision that day...I want you to know how sorry I am for it...for... everything. It took me a long time to deal with losing Sebastian. I know I wasn't there but I always call my mom to see how you two were... When she told me that he died my heart broke. For losing him, but mostly it broke for you...I wanted to be there. I wanted to be with you. But I just couldn't face the shame I brought on myself to face you."

Your eyes filled with tears. Things were already so hard for you. Now Thomas had to come and say this.

" Thomas-"

" No bunny, please let me finish...I was a coward and I was selfish. You were always the most important person to me. But...I understand if you don't want to forgive me. Just know if I could I would take it all back. I wish I wasn't scared of it all."

Your body shook out of such heartache. Could the universe just give you a god damn break for once?!

" I...I was scared too Thomas. I was so afraid of being a teenage mom and getting married. I was fucking terrified! But...I stayed!" Your voice broke. " I stayed... I was hurt and broken. But I still fucking stayed! And I did my best. I tried so hard to take care of Bastian and love him and keep him safe... but it wasn't enough...and when he died." You started to cry." I NEEDED YOU! I NEEDED YOU AND YOU WEREN'T THERE!"

" I know. I'm sorry-"

"No Thomas. You don't get to be sorry. You don't get to come to my home and tell me this stuff. I don't want to hear it. I'm finally good now. I'm better now."

" Are you sure about that?"

" What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"

" Don't you see what you did? You filled the hole in your heart by attaching yourself to him and his daughter"

" No I didn't! You don't know what the hell you're talking about! I love them!"

" I know you do. But you need to just take a step back and look at the whole picture...you replaced us. You replaced me with him and Sebastian with Ruby."

" HER NAME IS ROSIE!"

Thomas stepped closer but Eddie opened the door.

Eddie had listened to the whole thing. And there were so many times he wanted to beat the shit out of Thomas. But you seemed to be handling it yourself. Then he heard that and he knew it was time to step in.

" You need to leave." Eddie nearly growled the words.

" Look man I-"

Eddie stepped in front of you to face Thomas "RIGHT NOW!"

Thomas took a few steps back. He just looked back and forth between you and Eddie. He tried to catch your eye but you refused to look up.

Thomas took one last look at Eddie and took off.

Eddie was so fucking gone. Out of respect for you he held back. He could have killed him. Maybe he should have. He thought if one of the upsidedown gates was open, it would be a very convenient place to get rid of a body.

When Thomas car was out of sight he turned to find that you were gone.

He found you in the room sitting at the edge of the bed crying. His heart sank. This was the first time he heard you cry like that. It was like how when you find out your whole life is over. Or someone close died. Like everything you knew was a lie. Or when you first get your heart broken.

The crying was a mixture of all types of hurt and he couldn't stand it. It was truly the worst sound he's ever heard.

" Baby?" He squatted in front of you. Trying to catch all your tears. With eyes filling up with their own.

" Is...is that...is that what I did ed-eddie? Did I replace..."

" Do you feel like that's what you did?"

You shook your head slowly. " N-no. I love Rosie. And I love you... Maybe...I- maybe at first I wanted to feel needed like that again. To-to feel like a mother again. But...it didn't stay like that."

Eddie's heart broke for you. He knew you needed him then. Just how he needed you too. But it was real. Everything you guys went through, everything that was said or shared was real. He loved and you loved him.

" I know that there's a lot to unpack here. And I'm so sorry this had to happen right now. I wished I had the answers for you instead of questions. But baby when it comes to where you see yourself in 30 or 40 years down the road. Do you see yourself with us? Or do you see it with him?"

You rested your forehead on his." With you Eddie. Always."

Your answer gave him a wave of relief. For a moment there he was scared.

" Okay sweetheart. But let me ask you this. Do you love me the same way you used to love him?"

You shook your head and said a soft no.

Eddie hung his head.

You cupped his chin pulling it gently so he could look at you. "No honey. No. I love you so much more."

He brought your knuckles to his mouth. Kissing them tenderly. " I love you. God I love you."

He stood up and sat next to you, pulling at your waist to hug you.

There was only one more thing he needed to tell you. And he worried it might not be what you wanted to hear.

" Y/n?...I think I need to take you to see the doctor."

You started crying again. "I...I have postpartum don't I?"

Eddie kissed your forehead. " I think so baby."

...

@salenorona23 @browneyes528 @b-irock @mrsjaderogers @erinsingalong

[ubotherme]

you won’t admit you cheated on me but you were trying to have sex with someone weeks after we got together (just because I only found out recently doesn’t take away the pain), you were telling a girl you loved her and begging for her to talk to you 2 months into our relationship, you told your mom our first thanksgiving as a couple you were “looking for the right girl”, I saw you you were paying for a girls only fans in the beginning of our relationship, you’ve mad so many flirtatious and weird comments about my friends (telling ur boy my fiend has a fat ass, saying we should have a threesome with my ex best friend because I told you she’s a stripper, deleting your convo with J while she hit you up and I’ll never know what your response was bc you deleted it instead of showing me, you’ve flirted with girls behind my back, took Violet to the studio alone and neglected to let me know she’s a stripper and then I found messages of y’all flirting, the convo with Veronica I found while I was in rehab, regardless how you meant it telling another girl you’ll have a sleepover with them is absolutely crossing the line and flirting, you’ve flirted with the other Jamie sending each other hearts and shit! Me recently finding that you like pictures of hoes and send yourself (and brother) accounts and pictures of girls naked. The conversation I saw from November 9th of last year. I can name more but the point is you’ve done all this, and I’ve let it go. But the recent stuff you belittle and try and act like that wasn’t cheating when it absolutely was, you were trying to have sex with someone WEEKS into our relationship. I know so cheated ONCE, but it’s because I was a drug addict who was desperate and its something I’ll regret and feel disgusting for th term of my life. I’m upset you followed a girl who said she could fuck you anytime she wanted knowing we were together, the same girl who’s done nothing but talk shit and make up rumors about me, and then following Violet and commenting and liking her pictures. You knew the common bothered me yet it’s still there, and of course the dumb bitch liked it because she loves the attention and she loves that I’m bothered by her. Probably makes her feel so fucking good, and I have no question in my mind that you guys had a conversation about it. I know I messed up but getting a Xanax but I didn’t cheat. I’ve never cheated on you with exception of that one guy. You can be upset about the guys that follow me or that I follow, but I’ve never had sex with any single one of them, or flirted. The girls you choose to follow after we break up or either your exes, you’ve slept with them, flirted with them or they’ve disrespected me. And you still fucking follow them, you know how upset and how wrong it is, but you still do it. Whatever about following childhood friends or girls that you’re friends with that you’ve never had sex with waterfall the girls that you disrespected our relationship with, or girls who have flat out disrespected me is not right. I can’t believe that I had to look the other day and your comment under her picture was still there, and the snobby bitch liked both of our comments. She probably loves that I’m so bothered by her. And I have no doubt in my mind that you guys talked about it and I can only imagine what you said to her. I let you do your thing, trusted you enough to go to studio alone with bitches, but you never told me she was a stripper, you never told me she invited you went to the strip club, and that you flirted with her. Follow whatever girls you want to follow the girls that have disrespected me, or you disrespected me with, it’s wrong and mean. It’s not fair. I follow 300 people and 10% of those are guys. Guys that I went to school with, or are family friends. I don’t know why you have it in your mind that I’m some slut that just goes around fucking everyone at flirting with everyone and has someone else in my bed every night. I’m home, working on myself for my future to get everything that I deserve. I could care less about guys. 8 months sober & a job intervie

[a-student-out-of-time]

That’s not...I didn’t!

I don’t remember any of this. Okay, fine, it sounds like I did lose my temper with your mother, but I never saw that other call, and if I had, I never would’ve hidden it from you!

Both of those calls are in there. You would’ve seen them. You would’ve followed up on any of those claims.

Right now, it sounds to me like you’ve been hiding this for almost half a year at this point!

I DIDN’T! I’m telling you the truth!

I believe you are.

Huh?

She lied to me. She lied to my face about why my parents called me a demon!

She may have, but not on purpose. I really don’t think Kabuya-san remembers any of this.

Why wouldn’t she?

Can you please not talk about me like I’m not here?

Alright, then let me ask you some questions.

Kabuya-san, what’s today?

It’s, uhh...Wednesday? February 6th?

Okay, now when was the Charity Event I attended?

January 31st-February 2nd. I remember that.

When was the prison break?

Uhhh...th-that was...it was in August, I think?

No, that was September 9th. The Sunny Days Incident?

...Oct...ober...?

It ended October 2nd, but it was going on for well over two weeks before then.

Yoruko, do you seriously not remember?

A-A lot of things just kinda blur together over time, right?

But we remember when it happened.

Yeah, I’ll never forget those days.

That’s not all. Sora-san, has she gotten sick at all over the last few months?

She’s had a couple colds, especially during the winter. She had a pretty bad sore throat around December 16th.

There were some stomach issues for a while too.

May I...?

Fine.

*Harumi places her hand against Yoruko’s forehead* Hmm, well you’re not running a fever now.  You do still feel a little warm.

What’s this have to do with her lying?

I don’t think she knowingly hid this from anyone. I think she genuinely did forget, and misremembered what she didn’t in the worst way possible.

Between that, snapping at your mother, the frequent illnesses and the memory problems? I’ve seen this happen to a lot of people in my old workplace.

Seen what...?

Kabuya-san...when was the last time you had a break?

Because, I think you’re experiencing compassion fatigue.

[gildedmuse]

Tbh idc what the pairing is (it could be Mihawk x Law or anything else) as long as you’re writing it, bc I will 100% be reading it. I’m glad to hear from you 😅 and also glad you didn’t die! Hopefully the situation of avoiding death continues for a good long time yet!

Oh my God thank you so much. Haha, about the not dying part, of course, but also I'm so happy when people really enjoy my writing.

I'll tell you what, recovery is going slower than I expected (I would have hoped that once I was back home and not puking up blood that I would have magically gotten better; turns out that, just as all my past experience has suggested but I refuse to accept, it doesn't work that way.)

I'm not sure about posting the Mihawk/Law piece, just because it has a lot of gaps in it which makes it hard to read. This is hard to read, too, but only because the writing sucks in parts. That is down to me not sleeping. If you can forgive some really poor writing, though, I can offer you this Mihawk x Law (with some obvious future Law x Zoro) that I wrote for @jhaernyl who was having a real tough night, and I wanted to make it better and refused to let the fact I obviously shouldn't have been writing at the time stop me.

Swordsmen Are Flexible

Law as a yoga instructor who teaches at Hawk Eyes, a dojo/gym/training complex.

The dojo is perhaps the biggest piece in all this. They have a full sized, League approved, competition stage that often plays host to Grand Line Division matches.

So, of course, the two most popular instructors at the center are not only well known Kenshi with high international rankings, but also are both fully certified as 9th Dan Hanshi by the IKL: Sensei Kyoshiro Denjiro and Sensei Dracule Mihawk. Considering the level of such instructors, it's only natural that following the announcement of a new sensei joining the team at Hawk Eyes, everyone developed theory, had heard a rumor, or just "had a hunch" about who the new trainer would be ranging from romantic ("Imagine if Sensei Hawkeyes brought his old rival to teach us!") to reasonable (He's visited often enough, and has the relaxed air of a retired Kenshi who would be glad to teach rather than compete. Rayleigh just makes sense....) to ruthless (Mihawk may not be the kindest Sensei, but no way he's throwing his students to King!) to truly ridiculous (Cavendish is more movie star than Kenshi, and and student who believes Mihawk would bring in that overhyped fop should probably see the on sight medic; they clearly need their head checked).

In spite of himself, Law can't help but be just as curious as the rest of the club. Unlike the students who excitedly chatter and spread each and every new overheard suggestion as if it's a confirmed fact, the club members who aren't part of the kendo circle but keep finding themselves in or around those areas of the complex trying to catch a peak, or the staff who are happy to gossip among themselves but are sure to shake their heads and tut when students do so loudly when the boss is nearby, Law doesn't bother with all the baseless conjecturing and wasteful speculating and instead takes the bold move of simply asking.

Of course, that IS easier when you have some pull behind the scenes. Which Law definitely had. Despite being just shy of 22 and whose activity fell well out of the realm of kendo (by enlarge, sword styles depend on either strength/power or speed, and so some sports or exercise classes that might otherwise have nothing to do with blades find themselves under the general kendo umbrella simply by offering the students a way to bolster their skills in other ways; no real style depends so heavily on flexibility) which is where nearly 1/4th of the entire Club's is based, Trafalagar Law happened to be - by number of students and private lesson cost - the third most popular instructor currently employees by Hawk Eyes. An accomplishment for which he is overly competitive and a smug little brat to have earned so quickly mildly proud. But which also meant there was nothing stopping him from simply entering the boss's office and asking, "So, who is this superstar kendoist everyone has spent the last week gossiping about?"

Mihawk doesn't even look up from the paperwork he's finishing up. "Roronoa Zoro." With his eyes still down on his desk, he somehow seems to know the expression that crosses Law's face. "You wouldn't have heard of him."

Sure enough, digging around in his memory of an International Kendo League competitor under this name, left him coming up completely empty on matches, information, even passing references. Huh. Well, that is.... Unexpected. "Hmm," Law wanders in deeper to the office, sliding down into the chair across from Mihawk. He manages to throw himself into the most awkward position possible, half draped over the side, legs bent and yet hanging off the opposite arm of the chair while rolling his shoulders back, staring up at the ceiling as he considered this unsuspected and yet wholly underwhelming news. "What classes is he being given, then?" That would help Law figure out if this is Mihawk being pragmatic, bringing in some one who was competent yet mostly unknown purely as a result of the volume of business growing too large for the current instructors to handle or if instead this is one of his delusive strikes - entirely unseen and unbroadcast until suddenly he is right there and making deft work of his opponent - that he's hiding the true intent behind.

For such a serious-faced man, his boss has quite the sense of dramatic flair at times.

"He will take over the four Junior League Final Year classes from Shigure," Mihawk draws, only briefly glancing up to see what position Trafalagar had managed to twist himself into.

Law nods, agreeing that handing off the four most difficult of Tashigi's courses makes sense, although it's not as if he's being consulted on the matter. All the same, Law has at least some stakes in how business is going, and more than that he's a smart young man who keeps himself abridged of the general state of matters around him. Tashigi is the Club's youth kendo instructor, and while she may only be a 6th Dan Renshi, and hasn't yet progressed beyond tier 3 of the International Division (with a rank of 127, out of the 1000+ rankings. Apparently, before she left the Easterner Division she'd held a top 5 ranking which Law has to admit is damn impressive; he'd only ever held a rank of 8 in the Northern Division) she has proven to be quite popular with both parents and students, especially the younger swordsmen. She is easily the areas most popular Junior League instructor, somehow managing to hold down a total of 23 different classes ranging from the large general Club training sessions where it could be up to 20 students of various ages to the smaller "semi-private" affairs with just three to five kids. How she hasn't ended up slicing one of those over-involved, opinionated, (stupidly wealthy) is beyond Law. He knows Tashigi to be very focused, highly principled, and the kind of stubborn that is like nails down a chalkboard to Law. She is precisely the type that would take on far too many students and refuse to turn a single one of them away even after her schedule has been consumed by her job.

The four top classes are students who are entering one of the two final groupings for Junior League. The International Kendo League is divided into Divisions - Eastern, Western, Northern, Southern, Grand Line, and International or "All Blue" - which are then further divided into tiers with each of the local division having ten in all while the International has a total of eleven tiers starting at 10 and working down to 1 before jumping to Tier A, the All Stars tier, containing only the top 20 ranking actively competing members of the League. On the other hand, the Junior League uses a grouping system, placing junior competitors within a group dependent on age and skill level. For ages 14 to 18 you are placed in either the T Grouping or the L Grouping, with the L group containing those who will move onto the League once they turn 18 and pass Rank 45 of their local Division (this tends to be tied to age, though younger competitors can qualify if they hit Rank 14 or less early on. The ages differ by region; you must be at least 17 years old to enter the IKL in East and West Blue, whereas the South and Grand Line Divisions only require competitors to be 16. North Blue sought a special cultural exception from the League Committee to allow 15 year olds to qualify. While the League allowed this despite it allowing what the League considered "exceptionally young competitors to enter matches against fully trained adults", they required to Northern Division to raise the ranking requirement to 9 or less. And while in other Divisions, Junior competitors only need to hold this rank through 4 challenges (or matches), those in the Northern Junior Division have to keep their rank through 7 challenges, at least 4 of which must be wins.

So, it's clear why these last two groupings are so important to Junior competitors and why those classes, specifically, are going to be demanding of any instructor's time and attention. Law doesn't doubt Tashigi's dedication, but with the number of classes on her schedule, the students entering the T and L groupings probably aren't getting as much attention as they would like. It doesn't surprise him at all that these are being hoisted onto the newcomer.

"He will also start assisting Kyoshiro in his three First Year classes," Mihawk continued, now focused back on his paper (after the smallest hint of a smile having confirmed that, yes, indeed Trafalagar HAD managed not only to curl himself into quite the arrangement but did so in that oh so casually posed way the boy had about him). So he misses the momentary surprise that flashes over Law's features before he pulls it back.

It's just that first year Kendoist who come to a place like Hawk Eyes, this tends to be their *life*. There are waiting lists and drawings for the positions in Kyoshiro's First Year classes, which teach not just stance and techniques but also strategy, League Tradition, and Style development. Basically, everything a young competitor needs to ensure some level of success in the years ahead.

Which, Law assumes, is why this unknown swordsman will start out only as an assistant to Denjiro. Those students are between 17 and 19, and he can only imagine that they, along with their parents, might riot if they found out they had been tossed aside to some newcomer lacking Kyoshiro's reputation and knowledge. It could be that the new hire is simply meant to help Denjiro in organizing and setting up these classes which go well beyond the definition of mere training sessions. They are, as Law understands it, far closer to a university level lecture but one that is still half swordsmanship and practical exercises. An assistant could certainly help to lighten the load.

However, the club itself is less of a university and more like high school, at least in terms of the way that rumor and gossip ripple through them like waves after a seaking crashes through a ship. So without even having to ask, Law knows that Denjiro has been looking to free some of his time from the club. His husband has started a Dojo of his own, although it isn't sponsored by the Kendo League or IKL approved which is likely the only reason Denjiro has stayed in this job as they aren't directly in competition (how anyone found all this out is beyond Law; Denjiro isn't the type to discuss such personal topics, though he'd gladly spend the next 40 minutes telling you how bold and clever and wise his "Kin-san" is, as well as how hot the man is without his shirt on. Law has learned to avoid conversations with Denjiro). Fire Fox Dojo specializes in the Wano Form, teaching all sorts of exotic practice methods and ancient Wano secret techniques. Or so Law has heard some of the other staff say…. And apparently, with their wife splitting half of her time between here and Wano these days, Denjiro's husband could use the added support. Which leads Law to believe whoever this Roronoa is, Mihawk must see a Blues worth of potential in him. He wouldn't give Denjiro's First Year classes to anyone he didn't have respect for, and that he didn't believe could maintain the reputation Denjiro has built the club. Every single Kenshi who sits for the entirety of the class has moved up to at least 8th Tier by the end of their first year as full members of the IKL Grand Line Division. Handing those three classes off would also free up the largest portion of Denjiro's time, while still allowing him to teach the highest number of classes. It is a shrewd move on Mihawk's part.

Provided, of course, this guy can live up to his expectations.

"I will also be handing my three lowest level courses onto him," Mihawk informs Trafalagar of this one just as he finishes the last of the forms he'd needed to finalize in order to secure Roronoa a place directly in the All Blue Division with no need to waste his time working up through the Grand Line first. Such a task would only slow Roronoa's progress. He makes sure the forms are nearly stacked before him, arms resting serenely on the desk and focus squarely on Trafalgar as he makes this next proclamation.

Law jolts slightly, almost as if he's about to start and choke. Only there is nothing to choke on, just his tongue and the huge amount of shock he'd needed to suddenly swallow past.

Mihawk's three "lowest level" classes would be the upper limit to what most dojos or gyms could even offer. He is, after all, the current Tier A champion, holding the coveted Rank 1 title: Greatest Living Swordsman. The classes he teaches are both highly specialized and incredibly select. Each one is restricted to no more than ten students, and those who apply must first pass a multilayered audition.

"YOUR classes?" Law can't quite hold back the disbelief that leaps out of his voice. "Where is he from?" It must be some island like Wano or Pasofica, some place with their own form and a system that stands apart from the official League. That would explain why Law hasn't-

"East Blue. To be honest, I can't remember the name of the island itself. It was some small, provincial little town-island. A perfectly idyllic place to grow up, I'm certain, but not one worth anything of note." Mihawk cocks his head ever so slightly as he draws out his explanation, carefully watching Trafalagar and his reaction.

The EAST!? He's just some unknown guy from the East!? Law can feel the incredulity rising up in his chest yet again, and it causes him to twist and turn until he's sitting in his seat properly, which in itself strange enough. But behind all the restlessness, Law's mind is trying to fit the piece together. He's thinking about that faster than sound way Mihawk has of cutting down an opponent; no warning, no time to react, he just goes from nothing to winner in a lightening's bolt lifetime. Just because the attack happens in no time at all doesn't mean it isn't planned well in advance. Law has a feeling that Mihawk is lining up just such a strike, an aggressive move to keep the club at its winning rank.

Why on the mats Law always loves watching him take out opponents with such a burst of unexpected power, finding the whole performance, well, erotic as hell, honestly, it's a different matter when Mihawk is using it as a business tactic.

It makes Law want to do the impossible; he wants to read the move, to see it before it hits. Not to block it, he is sure Mihawk took all options into consideration and found this one the most appealing for a reason, but for the simple reason that he can. He is sure of it. There is more power behind this than is clear at the surface, there is a plan there. Law wants in, but he wants to find his own way there.

"Was there more, Trafalagar?" Mihawk asks with a raised eyebrow, clearly expecting a litany of righteous, indignant incredulity to come his way, as has been the case with nearly all others with whom he's shared this decision.

Law is just caught staring off into the distance for a heart beat longer until he catches himself and shakes out of it. "Mm? Yes." Law has all sorts of questions, but most of them will have to wait. So instead he leans forward, giving Mihawk a curious look. "Are you going to allow him to take over our private lessons as well."

Mihawk leans back in his chair, the smallest of smiles playing at his lips. Law knows him well enough to see it for the playful grin it is. "Bored of me already, are you, Trafalagar?"

"Bored? Of you old man? No, never." Law gives a cheeky roll of his eyes before rising up to his feet. He pauses before extending his arms up over his head to get a good stretch, a move that turns into something of a full body roll, but only after he's drawn himself taunt, unfurling upwards and then leaning back until he can actually start to feel some strain pulling at his muscles. Once he's content he'll feel this one at least a little, and also sure he's laid himself out as much as possible for a causal stretch, Law rolls his shoulders forward and comes off his toes back to his feet and lands with a soft bounce. "I've got class in 40 minutes." And plenty of poking around he would like to get done before that.

Apparently, something in Law's expression must give away as much, because he's only made it two steps towards the door before a heavy hand lands on his shoulder, putting just enough force to ensure Law comes to a complete stop.

He tilts his head all the way back, throat completely bared as he stares up at Mihawk's near upside side expression, the slight glint in his golden eyes. "Behave yourself, Trafalagar," his boss warns, voice a low, surprisingly soft rumble.

Law just shots him a cocky smile. "Now why would I do something boring like that?"

🧡

Law is very nearly late to class. He could have been perfectly on time, only it's harder than you'd think finding a yoga appropriate top that also covers most of your neck.

The atmosphere in the room is, much like the rest of the club, one of high excitement with the students too busy whispering about the famous, legendary Swordsman whom Dracule will surely have brought on to be the new kendo instructor. Law can only snort, trying not to smile knowing just how disappointed they will all be when they discover the guy is just some nobody Eastern. It's all part of that trick attack, hiding the actual strike behind a seeming stillness and nothing.

Law is so lost in his own thoughts regarding what role this mysterious stranger plays exactly in Mihawk's plan he almost doesn't notice him. Which is surprising, since you hardly see such bright, naturally green hair everyday. The boy is stretching out towards the back of the room, wearing a pair of loose black pants and a white tank top that makes up for any bagginess by being about three times too small. He's quite the cutie, actually. Lean frame, strong shoulders, that hair. But, oh, what a baby! He probably isn't even out of highschool!

(There are, of course, plenty of folks who would say that LAW was barely out of high school himself, though it had been 4 years now since he graduated, which in Law's mind was a world of time. More than enough to make him a fully grown adult, while green haired cutie was clearly but a child.)

Poor thing must have gotten lost, Law chuckles to himself, crossing the back of the class as quietly as possible. He actually isn't trying to embarrass the boy. "Hey there. Excuse me?" Law says softly with a tap on the boy's shoulder.

"I think your in the wrong class." Cutie turns around, and for more than a passing moment he just stares at Law. Like Law is acting strange or…. - fuck, those stupid bite marks don't show, do they? He tugs at the neck of this high collared shirt he found but, no, he's good - what is this kid's problem, honestly? Law decides to just ignore the weirdness and push through. "This is-"

"Intermediate Yoga, Level 2," the boy chokes out, fast enough that Law worries for a second he's swallowed his own tongue. He certainly goes red enough in the face that something has to be wrong. "With Trafalagar Law."

"Yes," Law says with a smile that might be *just* a tad condescending. "That's me."

"Oh, good," the boy breaths, as if he thought for a moment he really did just have the wrong room. "I mean, I knew that."

Only you clearly didn't, Law wants to say, but keeps the snide thought to himself. Instead he explains, "We have a Beginners class on Tuesday and Thursday evenings, and early afternoons Friday." Which is just about the polite way he can think to shoo this baby away.

"Hmm?" The boy looks honestly confused as to why Law would be sharing such useless information with him. It seems to take a moment to click. "Oh, no. I'm good."

Law raises an eyebrow. "If you're sure, Midori-ya."

"It's actually Zo-"

"Alright class." Law is already walking away, raising his voice to get the rest of the class to settle down and pay attention. Look, if the boy wants to wake up tomorrow sore all over and cursing Law's name, let him go for it. Law isn't going to waste his time trying to explain to the kid that while he's sure that whatever yoga his girlfriend showed him was super easy, and she probably called him a natural and oh, he's so good at this he should do yoga with her! That isn't anything like what they're going to do here. He isn't in the practice of teaching people sloppy, easy poses that make them feel better about themselves without any of the actual physical work out. "Today I want to get you all started on some more advanced poses. They're going to be a bit trickier than what we've done so far, but we'll start with a solid warm up, and if you've been keeping up with your stretches these should be a rewarding experience."

🧡

It turns out, Law's first impressions of the boy were off on multiple points. For starters, he had greatly misjudged just how flexible the boy is, which turns out to be "damn more than expected". Especially given that, while he's pretty lean in general with narrow hips and a compact build, he's also incredibly solid looking. The wider shoulders say that he could put on a good mass of muscle yet, and Law had been expecting plenty of core strength with little stretch, but, depths, the boy can bend.

Enough to draw those baggy pants right over his ass. Nowhere near as tight as his shirt, which is a shame, based on the few peaks Law did get. He may have walked by the boy once or twice or six times more than he had with other students.

"That's really good, Midori-ya, you just need to straighten out this hip area a bit more. You should feel the pull coming from your back, here, down to here, and into your hamstring, like this." No this isn't just an excuse to touch you, that would be horribly perverted and - wow, that ass really is as tight as it looks, isn't it Midori-ya? "Doesn't that feel better?"

"Y-yes, much better, Trafalagar-sensei."

Law has to take back the part about the boy only showing up because of some psedu-yoga with his girlfriend. He won't dismiss the entire theory out of hand, it just requires one minor correction.

He isn't the only one who noticed the cute new student. Several times during the lesson he looks up to see the girls on either side of the green haired boy having a go trying to get his attention, whisper-flirting when they can get away with it, one goes as far as to very nearly shove her breasts in his face. The boy only apologizes before moving back to give her more space. After that, the two don't make any serious attempts.

The class empties out slowly, with most students straggling behind to see if they can't ask the Sensei a question or two (or however many it takes to keep him there until the others have finally all given up and gone home and they have him to themselves). Still, Law is surprised when he looks up - after having finally dismissed a whole flock who all wanted to know if they were doing this pose absolutely right, Sensei? Plus the blond hottie that, well, Law had to give him points for the brazenness of coming right up and asking for his number, though his reason for why ("in case I have any questions about yoga") could use some workshopping - and sees the green haired boy is still standing around, examining at a map of the complex. He appears to actually be fairly engrossed in his study, too, as Law manages to approach without him giving so much as a sideways glance up from the unfolded pamphlet.

"You looked really good today."

The poor boy jolts back, clearly startled, but when he meets Law's eyes he looks less like the scared little lamb that Law expects and more like he is ready to fight to the death.

The mettle quickly fades, though, replaced just as speedily with a different kind of blood. This one leaves him with pink cheeks, so hot Law swears he can feel them from all one and a half feet away.

He feels this all but confirms it. He's definitely doing yoga at his boyfriend's suggestion.

"Oh, um, thanks?" The kid doesn't seem to know if this is a real compliment or not, and Law can definitely see the doubt in his eyes. It only makes Law's smile a little more genuine. He appreciates suspicion.

"I guess I'm just surprised," he goes on, as if he can explain away the compliment which, again, makes Law feel that much more comfortable with the kid. Direct compliments never seem truthful, anyway. "You're quite good, but I don't remember seeing you around before. Do you and your partner usually practice together?"

Hmm, well, that wasn't exactly subtle. The weird thing is, Law hadn't MEANT to be so blunt, asking after such personal details in such an open manner. He's never so straightforward, especially with students. Depths, when is the last time he even bothered to ASK about an individual's partner!? That's not even information he needs to know.

"What? No, no. No. I'm new. I mean, I just moved here, that's all."

Ah, yes, that could explain a lot. Maybe about that cute blush, too, and his lost look studying the map. He must be from one of the smaller nearby islands, or maybe his home is back in Paradise, this could be his first time in the Big Cities of the New World. "In which case, welcome to Punk Hazard, Midori-ya. Don't worry, you get used to it after the first few weeks," Law explains, nodding towards the unfurled map.

The boy makes a face, looking down at the map as though it has personally cursed his entire family tree. "Yeah, I'm sure I will."

"Oh," he adds, blinking as the grumpiness fades and he looks back up at Law. "You called me that again… Actually, my name is Ro-"

"Trafalagar-sensei!"

The two girls who had been making sure to arrive early enough that they always get to sit in front seem to have finally lost their patience waiting for the room to completely clear out. Whatever plan they've been hatching over the last few weeks is apparently ready to go NOW and not a moment later, and before Law knows it he's got both swarming up to them, eyes alight with whatever scheme they've got hidden up their sleeves.

Well, it's only right to let them have their chance with him now, isn't he?

"Zoa, Kere," he greets the two, who break down in giggles at the fact that he knows their name. Speaking of which, their blush and spontaneous joyous outburst gives him enough time to look back up, only to find that despite him having taken almost fifteen minutes to get out and check his map of the club's complex, the boy is all packed up and halfway out the door in less than a minute.

"Bye, Midori-ya!" Law calls out, waving a quick farewell to the boy, who trips over himself, apparently not having expected Law to wave him off.

He half turns around, giving him a small bow in return. "I'll see you tomorrow!" He shouts back, face bur jmg red again before he quickly hurries off.

Tomorrow? Law wonders, his attention returning to his two admirers. He will have to pick that boy up a proper class schedule.

🧡

The next day, the whole club is abuzz, and the crowd and chatter only increase the closer to the kendo hall you get.

Still, Mihawk looks surprised to see Law walking through the doors, or at least, surprised for Mihawk. He steps out from the doorway he'd been looming in - see? so dramatic. - and right into Law's path. As if there had been any change of Law walking right by him.

"Trafalagar," he greets, earning a polite but shallow bow and a return greeting. "I'm surprised to see you've lowered yourself to such an affair."

Law gives him a crooked grin before stepping around Mihawk, as if content to go along without him. "I'm only here to see their great disappointment you haven't brought them Shadow Lord Rayleigh."

"Hmm," Mihawk remarks, catching up to Law in mere seconds. "Of course, they could have simply asked and spared themselves."

It's true, Law supposes, but only technically. He can't imagine Mihawk would do that much to keep Roronoa's name a secret, but of course how many would dare to ask when he hadn't openly announced it in the first place? "It's almost as if they're intimidated by you."

"Really? How dull."

Law chuckles, using his next step to move in closer to Mihawk. Their arms brush, and Mihawk slides his gaze over to Law. It is…. Surprisingly intense, and full of…. Not heat, but warmth.

Law shifts his eyes directly ahead, tries to ignore it. "Let's go see this mysterious swordsmen of yours, shall we?"

Law decides it's best to take his cues from the excitable crowd, his own stride speeding up ever so slightly from his and Mihawk's slower pace.

There isn't any great height difference between them , and Law has the longer legs comparatively, Mihawk seems to swoop in, immediately falling in step right beside Law again. Which is fine.

Until his arm falls around Law's waist.

Law tenses, nearly freezing in place, only barely able to keep himself falling forward, forcing himself to keep walking. It's impossible to hide the way his whole body tightens at the sudden, public contact between the two of them, though. Mihawk gives his hip a gentle squeeze, a sign of comfort, Law supposes, only it does very little to comfort him. It really only serves to put Law FURTHER on edge.

"You are worried," Mihawk points out, voice low and soft and dark. Just the right timber to usually leave Law lying against his chest, eyes closed and near purring, utterly content to curl up next to him. "That people will see."

Now, Law is just left feeling.... Itchy. The need to move away, to get himself some room, is so strong he ends up shoving his hands into his back pockets. Just to keep them still.

This isn't like Mihawk at all, to be so... Public. Law can't help but feel something is wrong. Or, if not wrong, he still doesn't like it. This sudden overreach of established boundaries. They were never like this, not where anyone could see. "You're not on the clock, are you?" Mihawk asks, and then - this is fucking madness - the he KISSESS the top of Law's head! As if that is something they do! As if this is something they are.

What is he thinking!?

"Dracule-sensei...." Law very purposefully pulls out his title, eyes slowly scanning the room as if he expects people to have their e-mushi's out, snapping photos of this natural disaster in progress. "Do you really think this is the right."

"Law." And this time, Law really does freeze up, though luckily they're close enough to the kendo theater that most of the crowd has stopped trouting forward and has instead started loitering about, waiting.

Mihawk NEVER uses his first name, not even in bed. Why-What is he doing, exactly? And why wouldn't he warn Law about this part of the plan? When he turns to glare up at Mihawk, pissed that he's being used in all this, the man stares back with nothing but tenderness. No plotting, no analyzing, just soft emotions, and all of them for Law.

What is going on? Why is he doing this? Law doesn't understand what is happening. Why is he trying to ruin this amazing thing between them?

"We're in public," Law whispers, as if maybe Mihawk simply hadn't recognized the large crowd around them. "People are going to see, they're going to know..."

"Good," Mihawk whispers back, voice dropping that octave lower, into that range that usually makes Law want to melt, but now he just wants to run. The arm around his waist makes that difficult, though, even more so when Mihawk brings Law in closer, until he's almost pressed up against him.

He's SURE from the whispering that a good number of people have more than noticed now. And yet Mihawk just reaches down, taking Law's chin in hand. He knows that look, that darkness in his eyes, that gentleness that overtakes his expression - fuck, he's going to try and kiss him. Law needs to shove him away, he needs to run, scream and cause a scene. Just get out of there. Now.

The murmuring picks up across the crowd, and like a miracle, Mihawk's more serious, work appropriate face reappears. He lets go of Law, though holds his chin long enough to kiss him on the nose before entirely letting go. "I best go show Roronoa to the door, or he will never find his way."

Law slouches down, body relaxing as pure relief floods his system. Clearly, whatever madness had momentarily overtaken him, Mihawk has returned to his senses. The proof is in how bad that excuse is, and yet he takes it to give them both some much needed room from one another.

"Yes, please. I'm as curious as everyone to meet the boy," Law says, encouraging Mihawk to go, give them both some room. He isn't sure what almost happened there, but the relief he feels that it DIDN'T is strong enough he feels nearly giddy with it's effects.

[houseofchirontx]

OCTOBER 2022 INTUITIVE ASTROLOGY FORECAST

Scorpio season will not only hold the start of eclipse season, but Jupiter will journey back into Pisces for one final run-through before it completes the show through Aries in 2023. Mars stations retrograde where It will take a break from the battle until early next year. We may not feel as energetic during the retrograde motion of Mars, but the winter season is about introspection and rest.

CHAKRA FOCUS:

For October, we are focusing on the lower chakras. Our Root, Sacral and Solar Plexus could need some recalibrating during the month with the intense energy of Eclipse Season approaching. Both primary lunar cycles this month are ruled by Mars, which plays a role in the lower three chakras. At the start of Spooky season, the Aries Full Moon will give us the confidence to release what no longer aligns and pursue our deepest desires. Towards the end of the month, we are invited to experience an intensely life-changing Scorpio New Moon Solar Eclipse. 

The Root Chakra is the 1st energy source, and when there is an imbalance, we can be physically and emotionally impacted. The Root Chakra keeps us grounded, feeling safe in our core and very much so “rooted.” The Sacral Chakra is the 2nd energy source in the chakra system, providing our creative and sexual energy. The Solar Plexus is the 3rd chakra that assists with our inner self-confidence and ability to stay true to ourselves.

You may experience the following if there is an imbalance in your Root Chakra:

Constipation/Digestive Issues

Anxiety

Back Pain

Feeling Unsafe

Low Self-Esteem

Pessimism

You may experience the following if there is an imbalance in your Sacral Chakra:

Sexual Dysfunction

Sexual Addictions

Pelvic Pain

Guilt

Emotional Imbalances

Dissatisfaction

Lack of Joy or Motivation

You may experience the following if there is an imbalance in your Solar Plexus Chakra:

Nausea

Bloating

Fatigue

Agitation

Liver Problems

Lack of Concentration

Stones & Crystals: Tiger’s Eye, Red Jasper, Carnelian, Pyrite, Citrine

Scents & Herbs: Patchouli, Sandalwood, Frankincense, Orange, Grapefruit, Lemon, Ginger

Monthly Mantra: “I believe I am worth my desires & all that is good with joy.”

October Astrology Transits

Mercury Station Direct @ 24º Virgo

October 2nd, 2022

4:07 am CST

Mercury stations after its movement backward from first, Libra, and now Virgo. As it stations to slowly increase speed, it will oppose Neptune. Mercury direct typically comes with insight and clarity. Still, the opposition to Neptune is telling us to take it easy, process information slowly, and tap into that intuition to feel our way through. Mercury will pick up speed and be entirely out of its shadow phase by October 15th, so take your time implementing new things and making significant decisions. We must work on our limbic & nervous systems; deep belly breaths, journaling, slow flow movement, and pranayama are all helpful tools to stay grounded.

 Pluto Stations Direct @ 26º Capricorn

October 8th, 2022

4:55 pm CST

Pluto governs our deepest desires, our ability to devote ourselves to a purpose, and our psychological state. Being the planet of death and rebirth, transformation, and transmutation, as Pluto’s retrograde cycle comes to an end, we begin to understand on a soul level why the ending that occurred is happening to push us to recreate new structures for our futures. Pluto begins forward movement as it trines Mercury in Virgo. We may receive significant insight, clarity, and transformative information or connections that assist us in the path ahead.

Full Moon @ 16º Aries

October 9th, 2022

3:54 pm CST

October’s Aries Full Moon may come packed with triggers, but not in the way you think. Our individual journey towards healing will come under the full illumination of the moon to show us what is hidden in the shadows. As this full moon conjunct with the wounded healer, Chiron, we are likely to have a visit from past traumas and triggers to teach us the tools to effectively release the hurt we’ve been holding on to. The moon also sextiles Saturn to help us ground the emotional energy associated with this moon, ultimately providing stability and security. As the Sun tugs at Saturn for assistance, we can take responsibility for our own healing journey by letting go of the need to control when or how the restoration occurs. We realize time is not linear and can keep us in a box if we’re racing against it.

Mercury Re-Enters Libra

October 10th, 2022 – October 29th, 2022

6:51 pm CST

Mercury began its retrograde cycle while in Libra last month. After reviewing fine details of matters as it transits backward through Virgo, we are now able to be more diplomatic in our planning for the journey ahead. Our nervous energy calms slightly over the next three weeks, but our indecision can increase. Mercury will oppose Jupiter in Aries, bringing the truth of our paths, opportunities, and relationships. The Jupiter opposition can lay out a complete presentation of numerous opportunities, but we must not value options over decisiveness in some cases. Have the necessary conversations with your loved ones, business partners, and associates. Mercury in Libra is ideal for negotiations that yield a balanced result.

Sun Conjunct Venus @ 29º Libra

October 22nd, 2022

4:17 pm CST 

Known as the Venus Star Point, Venus will align with the Sun in the artsy and loving sign of Libra. How can this be bad? At this point, Venus shifts from The Morning Star into The Evening star. While Venus harnesses the morning star energy, we exude our values, beauty, and love outwardly, but as she transitions into the night star, we focus inward on these themes. Topics such as self-love, self-worth, self-help, and self-development will push us to understand what we need and value. Blessings in love and money could manifest with this energy's influence and an appreciation for all beauty in our lives.

Saturn Stations Direct @ 18º Aquarius

October 22nd, 2022

3:42 pm CST

With Saturn stationing direct, it begins to release its chokehold on Uranus. We have been experiencing the many restrictions, changes, and challenges between Saturn and Uranus as they’ve squared up with each other for quite some time. Saturn stationed retrograde on June 4th, and the day before, Mercury stationed Direct. When Saturn stations direct this month, it will be square Uranus and make a lovely trine to Mercury in Libra. The trine to Mercury is about paying out harmony, diplomacy, justice, and balanced results.

 The work we’ve put in while Saturn has been retrograding will yield positive results. Saturn rules karma and conditioned fears, so facing our fears while remaining disciplined to the tasks at hand will benefit us in the long run.

Venus Enters Scorpio

October 23rd, 2022 – November 16th, 2022

2:52 am CST

Venus and the Sun enter Scorpio only hours apart today. During Scorpio season, they will stay close in connection, providing a deep sense of sacred guidance. It's like traveling with your father through the underworld; yes, you are a bit scared, but ultimately feel safer with him there. As we travel through Scorpio season and begin the chain of eclipses, Venus adds an element of ease to what's typically a transformative time of the year. 

Sun Enters Scorpio

October 23rd, 2022 – November 22nd, 2022

5:36 am CST 

Spooky season is here y'all! The transition into darkness invites us inward and down the rabbit hole of our psyches. With Scorpio season comes eclipse season, mars retrograde, and Jupiter revisiting Pisces. We have many changes, transformations, and metamorphoses to look forward to this season, but depending on your outlook on things determines your physical experience. As the sun progresses through Scorpio, it will conjunct the South Node while opposing the North Node. We may experience an "emptying out" of things that are long overdue for a release. Allowing outdated, karmic, and past situations to transition on will create a recalibration of our current existence. Allow Scorpio season to make life more meaningful and intentional.

New Moon Solar Eclipse @ 1º Scorpio

October 25th, 2022

5:48 am CST

Besides the upcoming Mars Retrograde, this is the creature feature of the spooky season! Eclipses always come packed with fated events that shape our current existence and future selves. As it's occurring at 1º in Scorpio, it's not precisely conjunct the South Node, but there is definitely a releasing and facing of the fears dynamic with this new moon eclipse. Over the next six months, resolutions to previous issues surface, new perspectives form, and our life direction can definitely pivot. The dispositors of this moon are both making important aspects, intensifying the energies. Mars will trine this eclipse, allowing us to take calculated action steps towards the intentions we are setting at this time. Pluto adds a bit of challenge to the dynamic as things hidden in our emotional world could come to the surface. It's up to us to go through the shedding process to feel lighter on the journey ahead.

Jupiter Rx Re-Enters Pisces

October 28th, 2022 – December 20th, 2022

12:10 am CST

Jupiter began its transit through Pisces in May 2021 but shifted into Aries a year later. Jupiter has not visited Aries in over 12 years, so the truth of our identities has not gone under such evaluation in quite some time. As Jupiter is the planet of expansion, luck, abundance, and absolute truth, we are taking advantage of the many opportunities it's offering us while in the fiery Aries. Now it needs to revisit some missed opportunities and revelations that could've possibly gone missed or overlooked as it first transited through Pisces. The previous themes associated with Jupiter in Pisces could resurface, so we can get another glance and once over.

Mercury Enters Scorpio

October 29th, 2022 – November 17th, 2022

2:22 pm CST

Towards the end of the month, Mercury moves into the deep layers of our minds to begin a probing excavation of what's hidden beneath the surface. Mercury in Scorpio is intense, investigative, and revealing. The day Mercury shifts from Libra to Scorpio, it trines Mars in Gemini, adding more to the mental energies of this transit. We will be able to see what actions need to be taken and have a clear view of what has been hidden in plain sight all along. Mercury sextiles the moon in Capricorn, helping us to remain practical and grounded in our pursuits. Although we get off to a decent start, Mercury adds tension with a T-square between Saturn and Uranus again once November begins. This could bring previous tensions back for a final say before Saturn moves on towards Pisces.

Mars Stations Retrograde @ 25º Gemini

October 30th, 2022 – January 12th, 2023

8:26 am CST

Mars governs our energy source, how we take action on things, our confidence, and what we fight for. With a retrograde cycle extending the transit of Mars through the sign of Gemini, we are going to get a review of those themes mentioned above. We may not feel as pumped and energetic towards the things that used to ignite our fire, causing us to question our ability to be motivated. It's truly a season to rest, review, and relax with the Winter approaching. If we are not listening to our need to rest, we may experience intense burnout. We are invited to address where we are expelling too much of our precious energy. Are we putting our energy and focus into our passions and goals? Are we protecting our power fiercely? Mars is depicted in ancient astrology as the God of War, riding on a chariot with two horses, Deminia (Terror) and Phobos (Fear). We can allow our fears to lead us astray, or we can choose to let those fears take us to our purpose. With Mars being in the sign of Gemini for so long, our mental capacity is triggered in a way to expand or challenge thought. How are we perceiving our realities, ourselves, our environments, etc.? How can we better relate to the world around us and all within it? Mars retrograde encourages us to slow down and think from the space that lights us up.

[bitcofun]

Cryptocurrencies A case research study in decentralized neighborhood arranging. 4 minutes read Updated: June 30, 2022 at 5: 41 am Cover art/illustration through CryptoSlate On June 9th, London's very first decentralized crypto neighborhood coworking center invited its very first season of web3 business owners to its brand-new flagship place. The coworking group-- which passes the name ThursDAO-- is on an objective to construct a web3 neighborhood center that can be utilized as a resource by the city's lots of crypto neighborhood organizers. The very first season of resident business owners includes more than 30 people with varied backgrounds in between the ages of 18-40 years of ages. Our quick introduction and development provide a fascinating case research study for decentralized neighborhood arranging and making use of DAOs (decentralized self-governing companies) for in-real-life coordination. My background remains in digital technique and neighborhood arranging. In 2016, my profession started establishing at the crossway of crypto and politics. I took a break from the blockchain market in 2019 to work as an expert political neighborhood organizer for Elizabeth Warren's governmental main project. I relocated to London to finish a master's degree in public law at the London School of Economics and Political Science, however chose to remain when I recognized the strength of the city's blossoming crypto neighborhood. Ever since, I have actually used my neighborhood arranging background to my profession in web3, with ThursDAO at the core of these efforts.Cryptocurrencies Origin of ThursDAO ThursDAO presently runs out of The Bakery, a development laboratory that matches high-growth start-ups with business partners. Our quick development eclipses a more than 8 month natural effort that eventually caused our brand-new house. It all started on Monday, August 30 th, 2021, when Tim Copeland, my buddy and news editor at The Block, made a tweet requiring a brand-new crypto meetup in London. Coronavirus lockdowns had actually simply been raised and this was a welcome call after months of working from house in privacy. A group started satisfying at a bar in Shoreditch on Monday nights to talk crypto, and called ourselves MonDAO, which Tim still goes to this day. The ThursDAO office One MonDAO night, numerous participants revealed the desire to collaborate throughout the week. 5 people satisfied the following Thursday at a regional coffee shop, therefore started the informal origin of ThursDAO. This initial group included other neighborhood organizers, consisting of a strangely likewise called Tim Coleman, organizer for Ethereum London, who continues to arrange for ThursDAO. After months of working out of the Fix126 coffee shop in Shoreditch, we were enthusiastically welcomed to work out of the shared area in the Rise Barclays accelerator. Around the very same time, something interesting started to take place. Another group of crypto neighborhood organizers 'forked' the MonDAO meetup and began a brand-new gathering for those that resided in main London. They satisfied in SOHO on Tuesdays and called themselves TuesDAO. Next came WednesDAO, a virtual event held over Zoom on Wednesdays. In assistance of this growing community, our crypto coworking club rebranded itself to ThursDAO and accelerated our arranging efforts. A discussion to current graduates about professions in entrepreneurship hosted at the ThursDAO location.Cryptocurrencies ThursDAO's Mission and Roadmap The rough market landscape over the last month has actually made it much more essential that web3 business owners have the resources, assistance, and network required to continue to develop through bearish conditions. This is what ThursDAO intends to offer. It is very important to keep in mind that ThursDAO is a not-for-profit. Our objective is to make our place as available, budget friendly, and inclusive as possible. All of our 'Core Contributors' and organizers are entirely unsettled (and frequently bear the impact of unanticipated expenses).

We fund subscription charges with generous assistance from sponsors that think in our objective-- of which we currently have numerous that consist of: Penrose Partners, SENTR3, Unegma, Zebu Digital, CoLabz, and naturally, The Bakery. We are still trying to find extra sponsors to assist scale and broaden our operations to numerous days a week and several places throughout the city. We presently just fulfill on Thursdays however prepare to broaden to Tuesday and Wednesday by the end of July. A group picture from the ThursDAO open home launch celebration. With more resources and members comes more chances. We intend to start hosting auxiliary occasions in combination with other neighborhood groups that would consist of workshops, panel conversations, hackathons, creator speed dating, shared meals, and a lot more. The most amazing part about inviting our very first main season of members has actually been the interesting and imaginative methods they have actually offered to contribute. Some members take obligation for cleaning up the area, others handle our stock by purchasing workplace products as they run low, one is constructing our upcoming site, and others assist develop material to grow our neighborhood. Creators are developing items that we prepare to utilize in our operations, such as a token gating tool for our entryway, an NFT rental market for our day-to-day passes, and a repeating payment website for gathering subscription charges. The "wen token" and "wen NFT" jokes have actually begun appearing in our personal Telegram channel. We presently do not have any strategies to tokenize our operation. The energy of DAO approaches and tools are apparent for our long-lasting development. The growth of MonDAO through the week to ThursDAO highlights the speed and performance of decentralized neighborhood arranging. My mind has actually been spinning with the resemblances I have actually seen in between my political and web3 arranging efforts. Both take advantage of the strength of neighborhoods around a shared objective and set in motion volunteers with reward structures. My next experiment will intend to use DAO structures to affect our political procedures. Till then-- and throughout durations like these with so much worry, unpredictability, and doubt-- I frequently discover myself returning to the old project cry we would cheer on the Warren project: "Outwork. Out-organize Last longer than." Guest post by G Clay Miller from Penrose Partners G Clay Miller is a Partner and Head of Community at the web3 advisory company, Penrose Partners. He is likewise the Founder of ThursDAO, a decentralized crypto coworking center; and a core factor at HODLpac, a DAO-like political action committee fundraising for pro-crypto prospects to the U.S. Congress. He formerly served in the U.S. Senate Select Committee on Ethics, and as an organizer for Sen. Elizabeth Warren's governmental main project. G Clay is likewise a passionate activist-- having actually arranged with numerous neighborhood groups consisting of nonprofits like the Voter Empowerment Project, as a board member for Democratic Party caucuses, along with regional crypto meetups in London where he presently lives. Learn more → Read More

[maddogofshimano]

Saejima (New Years) Character Story

Mild Spoilers for Y4 and Y5

I was looking through my available stories and realized that I never even read all the way through this one!! How did I let this happen?? It’s a separate story from the kyoudai new years event, but set during that same span of time. 

Tragically this particular card is not used as a sprite for Saejima at any point during the story. 

Summary: In early 2013 Saejima wants to enjoy his last day of freedom before returning to Abashiri prison. His plans are simple, and yet luck conspires against him at every turn.

January, 2013 The day before Saejima returns to Abashiri following his second jailbreak.....

Saejima: (.........Alright, finished up my shrine visit)

Saejima: (Next up is.......... Hmm, could go for somethin' like "Yahagi Manju" and some "Ryuukin Chinese")  (tl note: this one gave me trouble for a long time, it's 「矢作饅頭」 と 「中華龍金」which are both stores unique to this story, so I went with common readings that sounded good) Saejima: (Both of those are things guys my boss's age liked..... But I guess since gettin' out of prison..... that's now my age) Saejima: (Tomorrow I'm payin' my dues. I want to settle all my affairs in the free world so I don't have any regrets) Child: Dad! Look! I got a great blessing! (Tl note: shrines offer fortune telling via slips you buy called omikuji, great blessing is the best possible luck) Saejima: (Omikuji, huh..... Heh. Yeah, let's try my luck)

Saejima: (........."Major curse"? Hell, that's unsettling.) (Tl note: conversely that's the worst possible pull) Saejima: Huh? Did it start rainin'? ...........Nah. This is bird shit, ain't it. Saejima: (Damn.... That's a bad omen. I oughta hurry up and finish my errands.) Saejima: (Yahagi Manju is right around here. Guess I'll head there first.)

<A horrible screeching noise plays> Saejima: (What the hell was that sound? ....Ah, that cat just clawed that car) Cat: Meow. Saejima: Oi, don't stick your claws in there. Cat: Meow! Saejima: It ran off... hmm? ???: Aah!!!! My car!!!! Chinpira: It's all scratched up....! Oi! You're the asshole who did this!!

Saejima: What are ya talkin' about. A cat clawed it up. Chinpira: Haa? Where's the cat that did this then! You're just trying to bullshit me!!

<they fight>

Chinpira: Guh.... This massive guy....! I gotta kill him! <phone rings> Chinpira: ....Yeah it's me! Gather everyone up! Showa street, yeah, right now! Chinpira: Heheh.... I just called my boys....! I think you should start running..... Saejima: (Tch. It's gonna be a real pain if I make a scene here, so runnin' is my best bet.) <he runs off> Chinpira: Hey......! Where are you running!! Saejima: Hold that a sec, I'm gettin' on. (Tl note: Saejima did slide into frame backwards which is making me laugh a whole lot)

Pregnant Woman: Ah, sure. What floor? Saejima: Ummmm...... The 9th floor, please. Thanks. Saejima: (Jumpin' on this elevator was kinda spur of the moment while I was running... eh, it's fine. I can kill some time in a tea house) Saejima: (Takin' the fall for a cat and havin' to run all over the place.... Man, maybe I really am cursed) <elevator stops> Saejima: !

Pregnant Woman: Kyaa!! Saejima: It's stopped... Did it break down? Pregnant Woman: Neither the open door button nor the alert button are responding..... Saejima: What.....!? Even more trouble.....! Saejima: Oi! Anyone out there! The elevator is stuck!!

Saejima: .....No good. Can anyone can even hear us......? Pregnant Woman: Th-This is.... Ohhh......! Saejima: Oi, are you alright!? Pregnant Woman: M-My stomach..... Saejima: (Gotta hurry up and get out....! If it's time to cause a scene then it's time to cause a scene, it can't be helped) Saejima: This door.... I'm gonna force it open......!! Raahhhhhhhh!! <the door opens, an ambulance arrives> Pregnant Woman's Husband: Are you alright? Emi!? (tl note: her name is 美恵 which can be a billion different readings) Ambulance Worker: Please calm down. Your wife and unborn child are fine. They're in the ambulance. Husband: A-Alright... Saejima: Whew, that could have gone a lot worse. Husband: Um! Thank you so much! You helped my wife, right?

Saejima: Oh, it's fine. Well, I'm in a bit of a rush. <He heads off> Saejima: (Jeez, it got so late after helpin' people.....) Saejima: (Ever since I drew that bad luck, it's been non-stop trouble....) <end part 1>

Manju Shop Employee: Here's that manju for you. Please come again~ Saejima: (It's really good. This really is the best manju around. ...........Yasuko woulda liked it too)

<a woman crashes into him> Saejima: --Ack Woman Passing By: Gah, sorry.

Saejima: (! I-I dropped my manju...........)

<Saejima picks it back up> Saejima: (.............5 second rule, it's fine)

Saejima: (.....Yep, still delicious. Ain't an issue)

Saejima: (Seriously, it's just one thing after another with this major curse.......) <stomach noise> Saejima: Guh....! My stomach just started hurtin'......! Th-This ain't good......!) <he runs off> Man in the restroom: Occupied~!

Saejima: Guh....! <he runs off again> Convenience Store Employee: Sorry, our restroom is not for customers. Saejima: Rrk.....! <and again> Tea Shop Employee: Sorry. Our restroom is out of order...... Saejima: Gahhh....!! <and finally, a really horrible sounding toilet flush> Saejima: (Whewww..... Barely made it)

Saejima: (Eatin' sure took a long time. I should hurry up and head off to my next.... hm?) Saejima: (Th....... There's no toilet paper.......!!)

<footstep approach> Saejima: ! Is someone there.....? Excuse me! Could ya pass me some paper? ???: Paper? Ahhh, I do have these pocket tissues. How about you pay me 10,000 yen for it? Saejima: ...... Saejima: .....Fine. Here. Chinpira: Hehe, thank you valued customer......... H-Hey, you're that big fucker!!

Chinpira: Heheh! I found you.....! Time to make get revenge for my car!! Saejima: .....Man, what a day. Chinpira: For the crime of wounding my beloved car...... You'll repent with your death!!

<they fight>

Chinpira: Guh.....! Damn it......!! Saejima: I ain't usin' the last of my free time like this. .....Oi! Taxi! <he jumps in> Saejima: Take me to Ryuukin Chinese on the east side of Kamurocho. (tl note: the music is very ominous, which I can only assume is because the taxi is 20 feet wide)

Taxi Driver: Yes sir. ............Hm? Saejima: What's wrong? Taxi Driver: Oh, sorry. The rear view mirror just came loose. Taxi Driver: Let me just tighten the screw.... It just won't seem to stay in place...... Saejima: Hey hey, shouldn't ya be payin' attention to driving? Taxi Driver: I can drive one handed no problem.... Ah!! <a small crunch> Taxi Driver: Th-The rear view mirror came off entirely!? Wh-Where did it fall to????? Saejima: What!? Hey, calm down. Right now I'm gonna look for it and you're gonna watch where you're goin'..... Hey!! Watch out!!

Taxi Driver: Huh....... Woaaahhh!!!! <tires squeal followed by a much bigger crunch> Saejima: Guh.... Hey, driver, you okay? Taxi Driver: Uugh...... Ughhhhhh....... Saejima: (He passed out.... It's dangerous stayin' here, the other cars might hit us. I gotta get out.....) Saejima: .....! I can't open the door.......! Saejima: Shit.... Looks like today's door openin' day..... Hraaaah!!!! <a door being torn free sound> Saejima: Whew.... Oi! Driver, I'm takin' you with me!! Saejima: (Haa, haa...... At least I kept him from gettin' seriously injured.....)

Saejima: (Did I finally make it to Ryuukin....? I got here fast.....!) Saejima: (Hm? Aw damn it, I brought the rearview mirror with me. What am I gonna do with this......) <the chinpira appears again, and smacks Saejima in the back of the head> Saejima: Guh!? I-It's..... you....... <he collapses> Chinpira: ......Heh, you're not making a fool outta me. Time to go see the pearly gates, big guy.

<end part 2>

Saejima: Urgh.... Wh-Where am I? ......I can't move..... Shit.

???: Of course you can't move. That's why we tied you to a chair. <a whole lotta goons flash by> Chinpira: Hey big guy.... I'm going to make sure you apologize for hurting my car... very, very thoroughly.

Saejima: (Right... I had just made it to Ryuukin.... Only to get jumped from behind...) Chinpira: Why're you so quiet!! <hit him with the bat> Saejima: Guh! Saejima: (I don't know how far these guys'll take it.... They could end up killin' me....) Saejima: (I better deal with these ropes quick.... But I can't tear 'em off when I'm bound up like this.....) Saejima: (The only things I got on me to use are my wallet and that rearview mirror..... What to do with 'em......) Saejima: (The mirror.... I put it in my back pocket, so it's probably gettin' cracked.... I'll have to apologize to the owner) Saejima: (....That's it!) Chinpira: Start talking. Beg and grovel for me! Saejima: I ain't givin' you all any kinda apology.... That scratch on your car ain't from me. Chinpira: The hell!? <beating noises> Chinpira: Haa... Haa..... Saejima: ...What, is it over already? Chinpira: Oh it's over alright..... All over for you!! Saejima: ...Oraa!!

Chinpira: !? Chinpira: You fucker.... How did you hit me back.....! You were supposed to be completely tied up.....! (Tl note: oh my god he looks SO sad about this)

Saejima: While you were desperately whalin' on me, I was usin' this. Chinpira: What do you have there.... a glass shard? ......You've seriously been carrying some shit like that this whole time. Saejima: It ain't a glass shard, it's a mirror shard. Saejima: And I haven't been carryin' it on me... I made it. Crushed up this mirror with my bare hands. Chinpira: You crushed a mirror? Wouldn't that have ripped your palm to shreds....? Saejima: Compared to dyin', that ain't a big deal... Saejima: ....The harder part was breakin' it slowly so none of ya would hear it. Chinpira: ....! Saejima: ...What's wrong. Ya nervous now? Chinpira: Don't kid yourself! Oi, everyone! Time for us to really kill this guy!

<they fight, and this time Saejima actually thrashes him for real>  Chinpira: S.... Strong.......

<they all collapse> Saejima: Haa... Haa.... And now you're the ones who can't move. ....I'm leavin'. Chinpira: Wh.... Where are you gonna go..... Saejima: To Ryuukin to eat some Chinese food. Though I don't know if they're already closed cause of you pullin' this. Chinpira: Ryuukin.....!? Saejima: ....What. Don't tell me.... you also like it!?

<the room starts shaking> Chinpira: E-Earthquake!? Saejima: .......Seems like it's settled. Glad it wasn't a big one.... huh!? <a huge crash> Chinpira: Guwah!!!! Saejima: The ceiling collapsed...... I nearly got turned into a pancake by that. Chinpira: Guh.... Oww.... Th-The rubble is.... crushing my legs...... Saejima: .................... Chinpira: Please guys......... help me............ Chinpira's Crew: ....................... Chinpira: Shit.... Everyone's still knocked out..... Someone.... help me....... Saejima: Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Chinpira: !? Saejima: What are ya doin'! Get outta there before I drop this rubble! Chinpira: Wh-Why are you.... Saejima: Doesn't matter who... if some dipshit's on the brink of death, I ain't just gonna leave 'em! Chinpira: !? Saejima: The whole roof might come down any second. Hurry up, get you and your friends outta here! <they all get out> Saejima: We should be okay here. ....Hey, are your legs okay? Chinpira: Y-Yes sir.... They hurt, but they're okay to walk on....

Chinpira: Umm.... if it's okay, could you tell me your name? Ah, I'm, uh, Kentarou. (Tl note: 健太郎 which thankfully has basically Kentarou as its only reading) Saejima: ....I'm Saejima Taiga. Kentarou: ....Saejima-san, I'm sorry about this whole misunderstanding. You're really not the kind of person who would mess up a car as a joke.... Saejima: It's all good. .....I really am going now. Kentarou: ....You're going to Ryuukin, right? Kentarou: That's pretty far from here, and I know this doesn't begin to suffice as an apology, but please let me take you in my car. Saejima: You're serious? Kentarou: Yes sir! Just gimme a sec to get it turned around. <he runs off> Saejima: Heh.... This was a real eventful day. I think I'm just about tired out..... Hm? <police pull up in a cruiser> Saejima: (Yuck.... cops. If they hear about any of the trouble that's been happening, I ain't gonna get to go to Ryuukin.....) Cop A: .....We're here because of a neighborhood report. Did any of you go in that building?

Saejima: (Guh.... This is bad... What to do....) Cop A: Oi.... Say something..... Cop B: ....No, this person didn't do anything. He just happened to be nearby. Isn't that right?

Saejima: ....Eh? You're... that lady from the elevator's husband! Cop B: And I really have to thank you again for what you did then. ......Well, I'm going to go look in the building. Cop A: ....Ha. Just like the Assistant Inspector to do..... Saejima: Heh.... I never would've imagined gettin' trapped in an elevator would end up helpin' me out. Kentarou: Saejima-san! I brought the car! Let's hurry! Saejima: ....Yeah. <they go> Saejima: .....................Closed.

Saejima: From New Years until tomorrow, huh..... No matter when I came, it would have been impossible to go today. Saejima: What rotten luck.... Guess I'll be leavin' this town without gettin' to eat at Ryuukin. Kentarou: .....I'm begging you, dad. This man literally saved my life. I promise after this I'll be real diligent with my studies here too.... Kentarou: .....That's great! Thank you so much dad! I'll see you at the restaurant with Saejima-san! Saejima: ....? Who were you callin'? Kentarou: ....Saejima-san! Ryuukin, it's going to open! The owner’s on his way if you could please just wait a bit! Saejima: It's opening? What do you mean? Kentarou: Actually, Ryuukin is kinda run by my dad. Kentarou: So that was him on the phone, with me begging him to open. Saejima: ....I see, so that's what that was about. Thanks. Ya helped me out. Kentarou: What are you talking about! You're the one who's helped me! Kentarou: Thanks to you, I've finally decided to get serious about my studies. Saejima: Heh, that's still helpin' me. This place's gyoza are a masterpiece. Ya gotta get 'em to taste the same as your dad’s. Kentarou: Yes sir! Leave it to me! Kentarou: I've got a key to get in, so we can wait inside until my dad gets here. <he goes in> Saejima: (Man.... Tomorrow’s when I'm supposed to pay my dues, but today was just a mess) Saejima: (But, for some reason, my troubles can help people, so I'm not gonna regret 'em.) Saejima: (Major curse, huh..... Heh. Sounds great to me. That's how life is, no matter how many times it happens I always manage to bounce back)

<END>

Bonus stuff: THEY ARE SO MEAN TO SAEJIMA ALL THE TIME AUUGHGHHGHHHHH

Saejima metaphorically and literally got shat on. I can’t believe it. The references to Sasai and Yasuko hurt me. Saejima also proved once again that, between him and Majima, it’s Saejima that has the worse cleanliness habits. I was very tickled that it’s also the 5 second rule in Japanese, but I think the streets of Kamurocho are not the place to use it!! On the other hand Saejima did happily eat sewer food with no issue, so this really was just bad luck

The summary for the card itself says that “He cuts a majestic figure on New Years. With a single strike of his mallet he finishes pulling mochi out before you can blink.”

it’s also got some fun abilities:

They’re freshly pounded - Makes allies 10% less likely to be afflicted by status conditions  Lavish Feast of Mochi - Targets 3 enemies prioritizing attack type enemies, sealing their skills for 6 seconds and slowing them down by 60% for 8 seconds Essence of Encouragement - Decreases allies attack power by 60% and increases their defense by 180% for 10 seconds Divine Dragon’s Protection - 10% chance to recover 30% HP when attacking Azure Dragon’s Protection - If Saejima’s HP is 70% or higher, his defense increases by 30% (tl note: Kiryu’s looking out for him!)

It was a pretty good card when it first came out and stayed good for quite a while! Sealing enemies is always super valuable and he was just a real beefy guy. I didn’t notice till just now, but his card tags are “Tojo Clan” “Leader” and “Japanese-style Clothes”, which I didn’t even know was a tag lol

[goldenretriever-nicknelson]

Sit-com writing challenge

Welcome to another writing challenge hosted by yours truly! Somehow 4k of you are following me and although I still don’t know how I got here, I want to showcase your amazing talents. It’s also my birthday in a few months so this is also a partial celebration for that and to get me back into reading fanfic.

The winning choice from my poll was sit-coms so I have tried to include some of the most memorable and best lines as well as the shows themselves as prompts to choose from. There are 3 lists; shows, aus/tropes and prompt lines. The rules are written below and if you have any questions please don’t be shy to message me or send an ask. These are mostly based on my favourite sit-coms so it's a bit biased.

Rules:

3 people allowed per prompt/AU, you may choose 1 prompt and 1 AU if you wish.

Tag me in your fic with the tag #Katies4kwc

Prompts can be used in any one-shot, drabble, blurb or series and even a moodboard! These can be used directly or just as inspiration.

You can write for any character or actor from the marvel universe including Tom Holland & co and I am also opening it to the Irregulars characters too.

Your fic can be however long you want but if it exceeds 500 words please use the “read more” feature.

No St*rker or Th*rki or any similar ships.

Smut is allowed but all characters should be 18+ and please no dub-con/non-con

Please use warnings for smut or any triggers that may be included

I am setting a deadline for the week of the 9th of August (the week of my birthday) but this is not strict and if you need more time then please take it! I’ll make sure to still read them.

If you want to join, send me an ask with which prompt you would like and who you will be writing for. Please specify which list (A,B,C) your prompt/au is from in your ask.

Most of all, have fun!

A) Shows:

The good place

Superstore

WandaVision

New Girl

Community 1/3 @sunsetholland (w/ Tom Holland)

B) AUs + tropes:

Secret/fake dating trope 1/3 @sunflowerspidey (w/ Peter Parker)

Different era (70s, 80s) AU

Roommate AU 2/3 @blissfulparker (w/ Tom Holland) @hayhays (w/ Peter Parker)

Running to the airport trope

Drunk wedding trope 1/3 @specialk-18 (w/Bucky Barnes)

Co-Star/Movie set AU

The odd couple trope

Enemies to Lovers trope 3/3 @thegirlintheswivelchair (w/ Harrison Osterfield) @calumsnatchedmyheart (w/ Tom Holland) @spideyspeaches (w/ Peter Parker)

Coffee shop AU 2/3 @parkerpeter24 (w/ Peter Parker)

Best friends to lovers trope

C) Prompts:

“I’m a cool dad, that’s my thang.” (modern family)

Ow. Four! I mean, five! I mean, fire!” (The IT crowd)

“We were on a break!” (F.r.i.e.n.d.s) 1/3 @parkerpeter24 (w/ Peter Parker) @specialk-18 (w/ Bucky Barnes)

“I would say I outdid myself, but I’m always this good. So I simply did myself.” (The good place) 1/3 @thegirlintheswivelchair (w/ Harrison Osterfield)

“Suit up!” (How I met your mother)

“I have decided to stop fighting it and lean in to the fact that I’m an idiot.” (Brooklyn nine nine) 1/3 @calumsnatchedmyheart (w/ Tom Holland)

"I Just Wanted To Listen To Taylor Swift Alone!" (New girl) 1/3 @holland-underoos (w/Peter Parker)

“You got it, dude.” (Full House)

“I came here to drink milk and kick ass... and I've just finished my milk.” (The IT crowd)

“That’s what she said.” (The office)

“Is that some kind of nerd pick-up line? Because it’s only kind of working.” (The good place) 2/3 @spideyspeaches (w/ Peter Parker) @arvinrussellsgirlfriend (w/ Tom Holland)

“Hey, I have a huge dilemma that I need your opinion on. Am I more beautiful today than yesterday?” (Gilmore Girls) 1/3 @blissfulparker (w/ Tom Holland)

"[character name] doesn't share food!" (F.r.i.e.n.d.s)

“I’m too young to die and too old to eat off the kids’ menu. What a stupid age I am.” (The good place)

“Okay, no hard feelings, but I hate you. Not joking. Bye.” (Brooklyn nine nine)

“I am not a successful adult. I don’t eat vegetables and/or take care of myself.” (New Girl)

“I didn't set out to have a baby. It came from sex.” (superstore)

“Shit on it!” (Friday Night Dinner)

[incorrect-next-to-normal]

headcanons - henry marley

henry is extremely close to his parents, Margo and Andrew marley.

Henry's got autism and ADD. his main stims are hand flapping and picking at his skin. if natalie, gabe, or his parents notice him doing the latter, they'll hold his hands or ask him to help with something that requires both hands

henry is absolutely brilliant. 50000% a gifted child, except since he was diagnosed at a young age, he never hit that weird age where everything starts to go downhill when he got struck with other complications from his neurodivergences.

bc of his mama, henry first shot a gun when he was five and has yearly outings with his family at a paintball resort. if you break this man's heart you will die.

most of henry's baja hoodies have loose strings on the sleeves from how much he pulls at th em to discreetly stim

henry was bullied in elementary school, until in 5th grade, gabe broke a kid's nose for making fun of henry.

henry loves to stim with natalie's hair. he'll comb the knots out and twirl it around his fingers and tug on it lightly.

henry is panromantic, demisexual, and a demi boy. he uses he/him pronouns, and sometimes they/them

Henry's only social media is tumblr and an Instagram page which a) follows gabe and no one else and b) only posts blurry, cryptic photos of his cat

in 9th grade (14/15 years old) henry starts wearing a necklace with 5 specific gems on it. one for his mama, one for his pop, one for gabe, one for nat, and one for luna.

henry has severe separation anxiety. 100% the kid who cried on the first day of first grade because of his parents leaving. he manages it better as he gets older and gets a therapy cat, but it's still there.

henry and by extension, gabe, got into a fist fight with a teacher. they didnt even get expelled, bc it prompted an investigation into the teacher that revealed unsavory stuff. teacher was found dead a few days later.

Henry's mama has severe ptsd. she served in the military for years (classic case of under privileged kids being preyed on to join the military). henry watched his pa help her with it as he grew up, which is why hes so good with dealing w nat and gabe's symptoms right off the bat.

Henry's biggest sensory issue is noises. he HATES loud noises. he cannot deal with too many noises. natalie carries ear plugs with her for him and covers his ears when possible.

on a similar note, whenever Henry gets overstimulated, aside from trying to get away, he likes to hold natalie's hands or have them touching him. shes cold and hes hot, it balances things out for him

Henry's got dermatillomania, aka skin picking disorder. it's pretty bad and he never fully gets over it.

Henry's Instagram w cryptic photos of his cat, luna, is actually very very popular. like million+ followers popular.

Henry's got a whole lot of chew based stim toys. his favorite is a necklace in the shape of a music note. if he doesn't have something to chew on, like a necklace or hoodie strings, he bites the pads of his fingers.

my man thinks gender is a joke

his middle name is Benjamin

he loves to wear skirts. loves it. those really long flowy ones he can twirl around in. natalie thinks hes absolutely adorable.

henry didnt have to come out to his parents tbh. they just knew sjskns (rhat being said when he DID officially come out he was stoned af and it was midnight. he woke them up, wearing sunglasses, a Hawaiian shirt, and shorts and told them "mama, pa, I'm going to the pride parade." they had to stop him bc it was midnight and less than ten degrees outside.)

henry ends up as a child therapist. specifically working w kids who are neurodivergent or traumatized, and very often using music therapy. hes cussed our multiple people who dont think autism exists.

[popculturebuffet]

Of Moons, Millionares and Mothers (S2 Ducktales Arcstrospective) Part 13: Timephoon! or Louie has Learned Absolutely NOTTTTHINNG

Hello all you happy people! And welcome back to of Moons, Millionares and Mothers, my look at the Season 2 story arcs of ducktales. 

For those of you following week to week you may of noticed there wasn’t any entries last week. Yeah I had to take another week off and this time not by choice: I started getting severe muscle pain in my shoulders tuesday while working on my Bugs Bunny Birthday special. I tried powering through it because being a panicky and anxiety riden bundle of frayed nerves I wanted to prove i could keep working so my schedule wouldn’t get hurt, especially since the rest of the week was the reviews for this fully paid for retrospective and my friend emma’s monthly patreon review, and I don’t like letting people down especially people who are kind, work with me greatly and make me making a living off this at all possible. 

Of couse doing the thing that likely contributed to said pain instead of resting only made it worse and I came to the hard relization I HAD to stop for my own good. So I took a few days to chill, watch Jellystone, catch up on Bob’s Burgers, watch the new batch of Kamp Korral with my niece,  fight the giant monkey man and save the 9th dimension, what you do on time off. 

So i’m back, rejuvenated, with off arthritis hot (off brand icy hot) to help ocasional flair ups, and ready to get back to work as we enter the final four of this long as hell retrospective! As such I can bring back something I used for the final four episodes of the series itself: my fantastic four themed countdown I cribbed from that arc where Johnny storm died for a bit fighting a bunch of bugs. He got better, it was still awesome I will defintely talk about it some day.  So starting us off at...

We have Timephoon! Where Frank and Co take “Or Rewrite History” to a new horrifying level as Louie nearly kills everyone he ever loved, Della becomes Sonic the Hedgehog, Webby gets a cute moment with her papa, and Huey goes mad from realizing Encino Man is more accurate to cavemen life than his research paper. 

But before we can get for that a quick plug: I’m currnetly having a membership for my patreon. Patreon is a site where you can pay creators some money a month to help them live and in return get neat stuff, in this case acess to exclusive reviews, to vote in shorts based specials and newest and most juicy and recen tof all: A FREE REVIEW UPON SIGNUP. Yes so if there’s any ducktales episode I haven’t gotten to yet you’ve been dying to see me cover, any darkwing duck you want me to darkwing do or any other animated or beyond show you want me to take a peak at, you get one free episode with signup. 

And as an extra bonus I have some stretch goals: forever and always just one person singing up will result in reviews of Tuca and Bertie, the first season of Amphibia, and now as an extra just for this month super turbo bonus if someone signs up by the end of august: QUACK PACK. All of it.  All 42 episodes, and all these stretch goal reviews are PUBLIC. And this is allf or as little as ONE DOLLAR A MONTH. You can contribute more, 5 nets you a guarnateed review of your choice a month, but just a dollar gets you allll of this so please consider it and if you can’t that’s fine. NO matter what you can join me under the cut as Louie rewrites and then erases history, this is timephoon. 

We open with life literally being like a Hurricane, here in duckburg, as a freak intense hurricane has hit the city and our heroes are hard at work fortifying the mansion for the worst.. except, naturally Louie. But shockingly not for the usual reasons of him being Garfield’s other illigamate son. Unshockingly he’s hiding something and while he’s being overtly suspcious the others don’t notice as we see what their up to:

First up are Dewey and Webby who are gathering suplies.. specifically about 80 some cans of chilli for Chilli Dogs. Beakley is less concerend about the fact they clearly murdered Sonic the hedgehog to get that much chillidog chilli and more about the fact that it’s not healthy to have ONLY that in the pantry for weeks.. and is livid that Della not only signed off on this but isn’t concerned about Scurvy. Yup it’s time for yet another round of “Beakley is a big judgmeetnal but never gets called out on her own issues as a parent:

To be clear Beakley isn’t WITHOUT a point: Eating nothing but canned chilli and hot dogs probably will go badly after a day , let alone several weeks, and that being a parent is more than just making your kids happy it’s looking out for their best intrests. She’s right there. Not only that but this episode shows Webby listens to Della. And she should, Della is one of the adults in the manor and Webby is like a sister to her kids and Golden Armory already had Beakley letting webby go to an event with just Della. So Beakley NEEDS to know her daughter will be safe.

My problem is how the show frames her: for the first two seasons the show frames Beakley as this untouchable super grandma whose really a mom in disguise whose usually right when it comes to kids. The most the first 2/3 of the show come to acknoeldging her faults as a parent is “Terror of the Terrafirmians” where she overreacts to Lena, and treats her like garbage. The episode DOSEN’T portray Beakley as in the right: she’s not supscious of lena because at the time Lena WAS indeed working for the big bad, but beacause she feels Lena is a bad influence on flimsy evidence like showing her a horor movie, leading her into an abandoned train station (something frankly Webby woudl’ve done anyway had she thought of it and we all know it), and being a loveable scamp.  I mean granted Webby loves Lena so much she’d follow her off a cliff, and probably has but you know Lena can fly now so they probably just did it so they could do the whole superman flying lois lane around schitck, so being a LITTLE worried the person your daughter has a massive crush on is kind of dangerous is understandable, if paranoid. But Beakley apologizes, realized she was wrong.. and ends up being RIGHT in trusting Lena overall as Lena dragged her feet betraying Webby and sacrified her life for the girl. 

But otherwise.. the show just kinda tends to put Beakley on a pedastal... which just dosen’t work. One of the shows biggest charms.. is that the characters all, ironically, feel human. Their all three dimensional people with a lot of depth and character to them, just like a real person. For instance Della’s parenting here is a bit 90′s sitcom dad, but it’s understandable: She spent 10 years on the moon and clearly didn’t mature much past 25 as she was focused more on survivial. She DID grow as a person.. but it wasn’t as a parent and thus she’s still learning at it. But she’s also a loving mother who sincerly wants to bond with her kids. People aren’t just one thing. 

And that’s what makes Beakley intresting as a character. I genuinely LIKE her as a character and i’m still annoyed the show didn’t give her more to do till season 3, and probably woudl’ve given us more in a season 4... you know if Disney woudlnt’ stop arbitrary endnig or shortening popular shows. Still holding out for a movie thoguh they need more of those for Disney+ that are exclusive that aren’t just dug up from a warehouse somewhere in the nevada desert. 

Anyways the reason I like her is she has lairs: She’s compietnet, profesionally, dosen’t take shit, is badass as all hell, hilariously snarking and ALMOST always a treat to watch. She’s a needed straight man in a cast of more emotive characters. She also raised an adorable, badass 12 year old basically herself, only getting housing and food from scrooge, all while knowing her worst enemies might rise from the ashes some day to take her. She’s an excellent character and Toks is a wonderful voice actress who hopefully will return to voice acting some more after this. Some people just do one and bolt, it’s why I still haven’t seen Rider Strong again despite being objectively one of the best parts of Star Vs the forces of evil. 

But she’s not perfect because no one is: While she was justifably paranoid some bad people would get webby, she also let that paranoia consumer her: she overtraind webby, didn’t let Webby ever leave the house despite the only other resident being an emotionally broken and preputially grumpy billionare, and left her struggling to relate to people normally when the poor girl was finally let loose. Granted I also think webby has a bit of auitism like myself but even autisim dosen’t account for thinking a cut it out gesture means “slit this guys throat”, all nearly done with the thousand yard stare that reads “please not again”. Beakley is a decent mom, but like any person or parent , she’s not perfect and the show NEVER acknoelwedges that or has Beakley grapple with what sheltering webby like she did cost the child.  

Sure Donald screwed up as a parent too and was also overprtective.. but the show both showed that’s ab ad thing and didn’t wait til lthe final episode to give us a valid reason WHY: Donald lost his sister, is already not the most emotinally stable guy, was betrayed by his second dad, lost his original parents because Amanda Waller decided they knew too much, and the boys were al lhe had. It dosen’t excuse his own actions.. but the show dosent either. While it sidesteps him actually deling with it with della because shut up, it dosen’t frame his overprotectivness as the start as good and by the end he tearfully realizes he can’t keep shutting scrooge out and doing so has lead his boys to belivie tha’ts okay and to stunt their own emotinal growth out of bitterness just like donald idd. We just.. never get a moment of clarity like that for Beakley. The most she does is nearly walk away at the end which works, it was an uterly heartbreaking scene and webby subtly telling her to stay and that she was stil lher mom is one of the sweetest and most tear inducing moments in the entire series, but it’s just not enough overall. This episode would’ve been far more itnresting if Della fired back with this and we actually went into more of this stuff instea dof just “whelp mrs b is right”. Sadly it dosen’t and it hurts the episode as a whole. More on this as we go. 

Next up, ding, Huey, whose going to submit his research on cave ducks to the JWG council , and if it’s good enough it’s going into the next edition of the guide book, making him, as Dewey lovingly puts it “A professional nerd”. Scrooge is securing all the heirlooms in the garage, specifically a collection of family canes including the first mcduck cane, a caveman’s club. 

Finally we have Launchpad whose trying to batten down the windows and then accidnetly makes a hole. Not wanting them to die today Beakley has him go trail Louie as she notices he’s being even more shady than usual, which is an acomplishment. Granted this whole move dosen’t make a ton of sense; sure she wants him to stop goofing it up, that’s fair, but if she’s REALLY concerned about Louie... why is she sending the most easily trickable person they have?  A wet mop would have more of a chance of actually doing something. I love the guy, and he is compitent in a clutch, but “dealing with a master con artist” is not in his skill set, which for the record is “flying” “Hitting things” “darkwing duck” “nude portraits of drake” “lovemaking” burrito making” “sandwitch making” “eating” “driving while asleep” and saving the best and most obvious “Crashing” and “Surviving a crash”. And it’s not like she dosen’t have options: While Della is understandably out as Beakley dosen’t trust and Della might not be willing to go spy on her kid as a trait this episode gives her is being unquestionably trusting of them, Beakley HERSELF could go up and check since Scrooge is down there to take over supervision for a second, and Scrooge HIMSELF would gladly go up and check on him since Scrooge has been mentoring/putting up with him all season. It’s not a hard sell to say “he might be doing something dangerous/illegal/or time destroying please go check on it.”. 

But if Beakley were written as intellgent as she actually is we woudln’t have a plot so instead Launchpad goes up.. and finds Louie returning in Gyro’s Time Tub. Cue the opening credits: 

So after that Louie explains what his latest scheme: to use Gyro’s stolen borrowed time tub to plunder treasures lost to history, demonstrating by taking Launchpad back to fetch an idol. .an idol being persued by a fairly familiar caveman. Louie’s theory is that if he’s the one who causes it to be lost, it creates a loop, he gets all the profit and no harm’s done... except said caveman gets zapped back with them unbenownst to Louie. 

The episode also brilliant shows things are off already without overly explaning it, in a way I did’nt notice before as The Outlaw Scrooge McDuck wasn’t as fresh in my brain: the time tub is noticably not working as smoothly. When Gyro used it it ONLY took him with him and worked just fine, no distortion to time and space, no accidental passengers. But Louie using it messes it up. 

The reason is simple: Gyro’s travel was a closed loop: He was supposed to go back and help a younger scrooge, and had ALWAYS done so. Louie THINKS he has one.. but dosen’t get that just because history SAYS something was lost at “blank time” dosen’t mean it stopped BEING a part of history. Sure there’s been plenty of time travel stories where something leaves the past but again those are closed loops: the person was supposed to take them and often it’s things like the souviner photo from back to the future part 3: something that WOULDN’T exist if the traveler hadn’t come back. 

In contrast these items are enough historical or mystical signifigance for Louie to know of them.. meaning there’s no knowing just WHAT happened between now and present day with them. Just because they vanished dosen’t mean some rich asshole didn’t plunder them for a vault and simplymake it look like their lost, take notes Louie, someone found the item and simply kept it to themselves to keep it safe and faked the loss or that it was supposed to stay buried where it was for an event in the FUTURE. That someone, possibly Louie’s own family would find these lost treasures. Gyro simply created  predestination paradox: Louie rewrote history and while doing it once or twice probably woudl’ve been fine if shaky, doing it clearly dozens of times is too much for time to ignore before it tries correcting thigns and as we’l lsee it dose so sloppily because i’ts broken and dosen’t know wha tit’s doing wrong.  

It also fits his character: Louie , much like Glomgold funny enough but I think i’ll save that comparison for tommorow, dosen’t THINK through his plans. Sure he can analize.. but he dosen’t turn the lense onto his own plans and thus they’ve had gaping holes: running out of harpies, one of his marks posisbly being innocent, not just going to the patnent office early. He just goes with what seems easy and then is somehow suprised when it backfires. And this episode shows the end result of that: a scheme that dosen’t just put one or two peopl ein danger, but the entire UNVIERSE in danger because he thought it through.

Risk and Reward is one of the themes of the series as stated by Frank: adventure is all about taking some risk fo ra large reward and sometimes, like with della you gamble.. and you loose ten years. With Louie he thinks about the payout... but not about the risks of said payout. And that kind of thinking nearly gets him killed. 

Back with everyone else as Louie tells Launchpad ot keep it secret keep it safe, Louie covers for himself before SOMETHING lands on the lawn and Della lets the kids run out ot investigate it because she’s the world’s best mom. They find a dead guy. Told you world’s best mom: not everyone would let their chlidren reinact stand by me in a hurricane. They bring him in and he’s alive.. and bubba, the caveduck from before.. which panics the shit out of Louie for obvious scam related reasons. Before we get back to Bubba we also get one of the best gagas and Webby figures Bubba was frozen in an ice berg and dethawed. The resulting exchange is golden father-daughter interactoin:

Scrooge: That’s perposterious Webby: (In a tone that indicates she’s just used to his shit by now) It happene dto you twice Scrooge: (Gives out a noise as if to say fair point) 

Bubba is yet another example of the show taking a character who was either divisive (Webby and Beakley), not liked at all (Doofus) or was shockingly racist (Djonn), and giving them a neat coat of paint. And out of all the reinventions that weren’t of racist caractures, this is one of the most suprisingly successful. 

As a refresher, Bubba was a cave duck who was added to the cast of season 2 of Ducktales during the 5 part season opener and came back with the ducks to stay with them alongside his pet triceratops tootsie. Bubba.. was not well liked by fans as from all accounts i’ve heard he was annoying, as I haven’t seen his episodes, and I don’t think the crew liked him much either. While they DID use Bubba for a bit, he only appeared 4 times outside of his 5 part introduction. In contrast fenton got TWICE as many episodes in Ducktales, and 5 more over in darkwing duck. Granted that version sucks lemons on toast but still, I think i’ve made my point. 

It shows here too: Fenton is one of the major supporting cast along with the Saberwing Sisters and Darkwing: given major screen time, development and importance. Bubba is an excelent guest star but he only shows up ONCE. “ But unlike the other show this comes off less like favioritism and more that Frank simply had more to work with: fenton is an intresting dynamic character who while crossiing into some familiar superhero territoiry is his own character.  Bubba would likely be eithe rretreading or paoryindg “caveman comes to the presnt stories’ And those stories can be good: I’ve heard Encino Man is good despite having Pauly Shore as one of the leads, and the comics themselves did a great story with Princess Oona, a caveduck who ends up in the present. It just dosen’t work for a show that already has 80 main characters and no where to put bubba that’s off to the side. Fenton lives with his mom, Lena got adopted, Drake lives a city away. They ahve ways to keep other major characters busy and out of the action. The only real places for him, Gyro and the manor, are already full enough with side characters. He just works best as a one shot here.

Since we’re talking about him anyway let’s go ahead and knock out most of Bubba’s subplot.. i’ll save his part in the climax and the final scene as one of the nice things about this episode story wise, and headachy reviewing wise, is that the two plots are neatly intwined and the pacing is REALLY good: it moves along fast and this comedy b-plot dosen’t slow down the main plot, instead feeding into it when necessary and creating tension as Bubba KNOWS Louie, meaning if someone connects the dots he’s screwed. 

The plot is pretty basic: Huey wants to study Bubby for his research only to find out Bubba is WAY more advanced than he thought, taking a liking to chilli cheese dogs, picking up language quick, and grasping fire and the wheel years before Caveducks should have. Rather than you know, marvel at the fact history was wrong and Caveducks were super advanced, Huey, being very regimented in his head and thus not able to take being wrong well, slowly breaks down instead. It’s like Encino Man if one of the wacky teens was the kind of smarmy history nerd who will post without fail in any work that has dinos and humans at the same time WELL THAT’S NOT HOW THAT HAPPENED WHO CARES IF THI SIS FICTOIN GRRRRR. And you may scoff but keep in mind people sent the x-men team TONS of emails after the X-Men Terraformed mars recently, a thing that I will never stop bringing up because everyone needs to know this happened for all time, about how it wasn’ possible. In a comic booke world with a talking racoon, a giant purple two eyed planet eater, a living planet, and a naked silver man on a surf board, and the freaking hypno hustler. So people CAN get this pedantic and that makes this all the more fun.   It’s just a nice pile of fun gags, includnig the iconic shot of bubba in sunglasses doing a fip while playing keytar, while Huey slowly looses his shit. Nothing relaly to dig into til lthe final scene and nothing to really mock: it’s just a good solid comedy subplot. 

So back to Louie, whose now realized he done pooped the bed, made worse when Gyro shows up and reveals someone stole his time tub...  and Scrooge and Beakley take all of five seconds to figure out it was one of the kids. Things only get worse as time and space start to collapse and drag stuff to the mansion including cowboys, ninjas (which leads to a great bit of Scrooge admitting their worst than termites), and knights all causing chaos. 

 So Louie runs off to go try and fix this in a panic while Della is dumbstruck as she can’t fathom one of her kids having done THIS and I like it: Dellas new at this and for once Beakley isn’t judgmental, instead explaning that even the best kids can still screw up badly. And i’td be a fine lesson for the show, and is a fine lesson in general: you can do everything right as a parent  and have great kids... and something horrible can still happen with them because no one is perfect and as much as it hurts there needs to be conseequences fo rit. The problem is the framing: the episode frames it like this is SOMEHOW linked to Della’s permisivnesss. 

Bear with me: they frame it like Della not reinging in louie and magically finding his scheme... is at fault and she grows a a character by coming down on him at the end. Now there is good story potetial here: Della possibly blaming herself, even though it’s not her fault for Louie’s actions because she wasn’t here to raise them, Louie manipulating her by guilt tripping her over the spear of selene.. ther’es rich material here.. but the episode simply goes to choose with “Well you gotta displince kids and don’t give em skurvy”

Della having to learn displince isn’t a bad subplot but the two plots just don’t connect that way: Louie would’ve done this if Della was here or not. Louie has been doing this all season. That’s the point the next episode tries to use poorly. We’ll get to that. Della being permissive isn’t even SHOWN on him it’s shown with Dewey, her faviorite child. Because we never got a proper Della and Louie episode before this like we did with the other sons it delutes the imapct. Sure she loves her kid.. but she’s BONDED with Huey and Louie. Which again coudl’ve helped the story: Louie, being the one who had the hardest time accepting her pushes her away and that’s why he acts the way he does in the climax and towards her authority. Instead they just... don’t really play it that way either time or even leave it to subtext and it ruins the story. 

So yeah a big ole time fracas (TM) insues. Our heroes fight and it’s a lot of fun , including Launchpad getting lassoed with a cowboy. While the della louie stuff is really weak, the episode is still fun to watch with tons of great set pieces, and of course one of the best gags in the entire series when Scrooge sends gyro to find the tub:

And with that gag we also find out the storm is now sucking up anyone close to it: trying to replace the people lost in space and time but not knowing WHO to take> i’ts trying to complete a puzzle by jamming the wrong pieces in there, just like Louie himself whose desperatley trying to return the treasures but admits to forgetting where some go. 

Two other bits before we move the plot along that are neat Scrooge gets protected from a pirate by webby and the two just give each other the most adorable look. It warms the heart so damn much. 

The other continues the bubba plot as Tootsie, in this series a wild animal, nearly kills Huey, only for Bubba to save him and Huey to accept him. 

Della gapes in horror as the storm picks up Beakley and goes up to find Louie responsible, pissed as all hell and devistated, likely again blaming herself as she takes him down to fix it. 

They can, turns out there’s a reverse, but we get a great and horrifying sequence as each of Clan McDuck gets taken one by one into the past and Louie BARELY saves things. It’s a tense, horrifying scene that sells just how bad things are. 

Louie fixes the world, the storm subsides literally, and our heroes are returned in fun otufits:

So once upon a time in the west, once upon a time in hollywood, a della in king arthur’s court, black beakly, and cultural apporration. Got it. 

Thi is where the episode makes another mistake; Louie tries to apologize.. but it comes off as insenscre, like he wants to avoid the consequences of his actions, again, not like he’s as horrified as he was TWO SECONDS AGO. It’s probably to make what comes next more paltable but it just makes him come off as an unrepentant little monster who got his entire family scattered throughout time for who knows how long: sure they were only gone a moment but CLEARLY some time passed as each comes back with a neat outfit and all but Beakley’s are ENTIRELy diffrent. They ahd to be there at least a full day or two. Possibly longer judging by Launchpad’s stubble. And that’s just the personal consequences: his assholish actoins ALSO nearly DESTROYED TIME ITSELF AND THUS THE UNVIERSE. I mean if he’d been reptentant while it’d still be HORRIBLE, I could understand as just a kid messing up but the fact he dosen’t even seem MILDLY shaken by that, and is only shaken by the consequences of it REALLY bothers me. 

But Della REFUSES to take it and points out he nearly destroyed them all for a scam, grounds him and ends Louie Inc, whicH I THOUGHT was harsh on first watch, and Loui’es broken reactoin is clear, but.... he again nearly got everyone trapped in time and destroyed time itself. The fact he’s not going to reform school is GENEROUS on her part. And i’m not even a guy who like sthose schools but Della is smart, she’d find a non abusive one and make sure Louie was being taken care of, but properly helped with his sociopathy. Louie even throws back the moon in her face which too Della’s credit she dosen’t deny.. but the scnearios’ aren’t compatable. BOth acted like morons.. but Della actually feels BAD about it. You don’t. Beakley does compliment Della on the right thing. 

One final scene that feels like a weird place to end it  but whatever: Huey gets his entry rejected for being unrelastic which...JWG guy.. my dudes.... you you know the  world you live in right? And who this kid is right? 

They muse on why Bubba was advanced, especially since the first mcduck cane is missing.. and thus Bubba’s true reinvetnion is revealed as millions of years ago, Bubba carves his own stone top hat and stands proud, First of the Clan McDuck. 

Final Thoguhts: This episode as I said was patchy: The Bubba plot is briliant and that final twist shook me and the time travel shenanigans are fun.. but the main plot just falls apart the more you think about it and is failed by not having Della and Louie interact earlier. I mean... you coudl’ve had Louie be in her subplot for Golden Armory, at least set up this episode. Instead what we got was okay but coudlv’e been so much more

Next Time: Della nearly gets her son killed with shoddy parenting which would be a shame if Louie didn’t wholly deserve it, while Glomgold aseembles his own Legion of Doom to win the bet and we see Zan Owlson go completely dead inside. 

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Tamaki Amajiki X FTM Reader

It’s your first day as an official sidekick at the Fat Gum agency, and you can’t breathe, and you don’t think it’s from your binder. You take in the entrance to the building with awe

This is it! You’re really a hero now!

Bounding into the building with all the excitement of a 5 year old in a candy store, you make your way to the receptionist. As soon as she acknowledges you, you say, “Hi! I’m Connor! my hero name is Magpie. I’m Fat Gum’s new sidekick!” “Oh! Fat Gum told me to expect you today!” She said. With a few quick keystrokes, she checks you in, and directs you to the elevator across the lobby. “Head right on in there, and go to the 9th floor. He should be in his office. I’ll let him know you’re heading up!” Smiling and thanking her, you head to the elevators, and make your way up. You bounce on the balls of your feet in nervousness. Although, you have of course met Fat Gum before and even worked with him, this is your first official day as his sidekick, and the pressure is starting to get to you. Before you can think about that more though, the elevator doors open, and you’re greeted by the double doors of his office. Walking up, you hear the voice of your new boss followed by a much quieter, almost nervous voice. You give a polite knock at the door, and you hear the voice of Fat Gum welcoming you in.

Peaking your head in before the rest of your body follows, You see the huge smiling face of Fat Gum of course, but you look to the side to see the face (or well, the cowering hood of) what could only be the pro-hero Suneater. You’re a huge fan of him. He graduated 2 years before you, but you know how incredible of a pro-hero he is from the work he has already accomplished as a sidekick only 2 years into his pro-hero career. You immediately begin staring at your shoes to avoid any possible eye contact, and Fat Gum speaks up. “HEY MAGPIE! It’s a pleasure to see you again! Are you ready for your first day of real hero work?” You immediately look up smiling, and your excitement is back. “Absolutely sir! I am beyond excited and honored for the opportunity to work alongside you and the amazing Suneater” You bend into a respectful bow, so you don’t get to see the bright red blush spread across Suneater’s face. “A-Amazing?!” he says before stepping a little behind where Fat Gum is sitting to shield himself from you.

Raising up from your bow, sheepishly glance up and say “of course… I’ve seen you on TV working with Fat Gum. You may have only been a hero for 2 years, but you definitely shine out there on the field!” Your compliment makes Tamaki inch his way entirely behind Fat Gum’s form.

Fat Gum chuckles and introduces the 2 sidekicks “Suneater, this is Magpie. His quirk allows him to seek out helpful objects and seal them away in a pocket dimension he calls his “nest” that he can pull from later on. While those objects are in the nest, they are frozen in time, so they do not alter or decay. He does have to make physical contact with the object though to seal it away. And Magpie, this is Suneater, and by the sounds of it you already know what his quirk is”

“Yes I do sir! I must say, manifest is one of the coolest quirks I’ve ever seen!” Your compliment once again strikes Amajiki right in his quivering heart. In a brief moment of courage though, he squeaks out “Not as cool as your quirk though. I’m sure it’s loads more helpful in battle than mine is.”

To quickly stop Amajiki from degrading himself further, Fat Gum steps in and says “You both are very powerful heroes, and you have your own strengths. This is why I will be partnering you two together! Suneater here will show you the ropes, give you the tour, and you will be going out with me on patrol starting in an hour.” Because he is hiding behind Fat Gum. You don’t have the pleasure of seeing Amajiki’s brief panic about having to be around you. Not because of anything you’ve done, but solely because of how attractive and cool you look. Amajiki is startled from his thoughts though by Fat Gum saying “Suneater, do you mind if Magpie and I have a moment to speak before you guys start the tour?” Amajiki immediately nods his head and rushes out of the room. With a slight chuckle, he turns his attention to you.

“Now Connor, I am aware of your… condition, but I want you to know that you will have nothing to worry about here. Our locker rooms have stalls in which you can change and shower comfortably, and of course you will be allowed to use the men’s locker room. As for who else will know about your status, that is entirely up to you. It is not my information to share and it is frankly no one else’s business whether or not you tell anyone. I don’t want you to be ashamed though. This is a safe place for you, and I will make sure you are welcomed by everyone, or they will have to answer to me. Understood?”

With Fat Gum’s speech, you are moved near tears. Being trans was something you seriously worried about when starting your hero career, and to see Fat Gum so supportive, it feels like a weight is off your chest.

“Th-Thank you so much sir. I’d really like to keep it a secret. At least for now. I’ve spent so long trying to pass. I’m just not sure I’m ready to deal with ignorant people again”

Fat Gum nods his head in acknowledgement, and says “alrighty then. So long as you know you’re safe here, I will support you in whatever decision you make.”

“Thank you sir”

“Of course! Now get outta here. Go meet up with Suneater, he’ll show you around, and then meet me down out front for our patrol in an hour”

With a new found pep in your step, you make your way out to a waiting Amajiki.

“Hi Suneater. Shall we get started?” “Y-Yeah. Let’s go”

After a mostly silent tour, except for Suneater quietly saying the names of each room you go into, you make your way out the front of the building to begin your first patrol as a sidekick!

~ <3 ~ After an uneventful patrol, and some necessary paperwork, you make your way to the locker rooms to shower and change. Luckily, because of the odd time, there was no one in there, so you didn’t even have to worry about anyone else bothering you. You grab your change of clothes, and make your way to a shower stall.

You work your way out of your hero costume, and the specialty binder attached to it. It was made specifically so you could exercise in it, and it's fitted into the suit itself, so it isn’t suspicious. It really makes you feel like your chest is really as flat as you want it. You quickly shower and start to put on fresh clothes only to find that your regular binder isn’t there. You search around for it, but nope, you definitely left it in your bag. You carefully listen in to the rest of the locker room, and after double checking to make sure you don’t hear anyone and even calling out “hello?” into the locker room and no one answering, you decide to make a mad dash for your bag not wanting to put your dirty hero costume back on after showering.

You make a stealthy speed walk out of the shower stall, round the corner to your locker, only to come face to face with a half naked Amajiki. You both scream simultaneously out of shock and mortification, and you grab your bag and run back to the shower stall, but there’s no denying that you watched him glance at your obvious chest before he looked away.

Mortified, you sink to the slightly wet floor and you begin to hyperventilate

Oh my god He saw He knows He’s gonna hate me What if he tells everyone? What if they hate me?! I can’t believe I actually thought I could be stealth here and have it work out.

Your thoughts start to spiral darker and darker as tears begin to make their way down your cheeks, and you hate yourself more and more.

Tamaki is standing still in a daze when he hears you crying in the showers. This snaps him out of his stupor, and he has a thought process of his own.

Why is he crying? Was I really that gross to look at? Wait Did he have breasts? Why would he have breasts? OH MY GOD I JUST LOOKED AT HIS BREASTS Is he… trans? Oh my god I’ve messed up. I have to fix this.

Gathering what shred of courage he has, he makes his way to the showers. Knocking on the door, he whispers out “Connor?” After hearing the cries muffle into sniffles he continues “Are you trans?”. With this the cries start back up again. Amajiki panics and begins to ramble “I-If you are trans that’s totally ok! Th-That’s your b-business! But y-you should know th-that I don’t think any less of you!! You’re still more of a m-man than I’ll ever be!!!”

With that, the cries are back down to little sniffles, and a broken “what?” comes from behind the stall door. Amajiki hears shuffling from behind the door, and the sound of the lock clicking. The door creaks open, and he sees a disheveled Connor peeking from the crack in the door “you can’t possibly mean that. I don’t even have a man’s body” Amajiki’s eyes widen and he gets a look of determination on his face. “Of course! You’re more of a man than I’ll ever be! You’re more handsome, stronger, more quick witted, and manlier than I could ever be!”

More tears begin to stream down Connor’s face, and he crashes into Amajiki, wrapping his arms around him. Amajki freezes for a moment before carefully wrapping his arms around him. The two stay like that for a moment before Connor says “Don’t you EVER put yourself down like that. You don’t deserve it. You are so much stronger than you believe and a better person than most, so don’t you ever believe otherwise!” A quiet “I’ll try” comes from Amajiki before the two separate from their hug. Amajiki lowers his eyes, and Connor quietly asks, “Do you really think I’m handsome?” Amajiki looks up in surprise and says “O-Of course! H-How could anyone n-not believe that?!” Connor with a blush on his face says “Well you’re incredibly handsome too. You should know that.” With a bashful silence falling over the room, Connor is the first to speak up.

“H-Hey Suneater-” “Amajiki” he interrupts “call me Amajiki… please” With a smile on his face, Connor continues “Well A-Amajiki, would you like to come get dinner with me? I know an amazing ramen restaurant not far from here.” Amajiki’s eyes widen, and a blushing grin covers his face “I’d like that very much, but only i-if you’re sure about that! I-I’d hate to bother you.” “You could never bother me Amajiki. So it’s a date?” you offer shyly. Amajiki looks down “a-a date… I’d like that.” So after finishing packing away your respective things, you guys begin to make your way to the ramen restaurant, side by side, and excited for what’s to come.

You think this might be the best first day at work you could have had.

[drazzilder]

A Hellish Encounter

By Drazzilder 

Chapter 37: One for All

It’s the UA sports festival and the excitement couldn’t be higher. Your now 38 and Enji will be 46 in the summer. Shoto has finally started school at UA, on Enji’s recommendation, and you couldn’t be more proud. Your tutoring job at the school hasn’t stopped your hero work. You go a few mornings a week to work with a student at a time. You always want Enji there as often as he can but sometimes it’s just you and Zaheer. Plus, All Might is now working at the school and he knows who to call is something goes wrong. You meet the girl from the demon fight, Momo. She is one of Shoto’s classmates. She says she doesn’t remember the fight but you don’t blame her, it was traumatic.

Shoto has done very well in the festival so far and is about to go on the vs competition. He is fighting this up and comer student Izuku Midoriya, but he goes by Deku. The competition has been extremely close but you know Shoto is doing his best. Enji is going a little overboard with the support, yelling Shoto’s name is excitement every time he does something impressive. You just can’t help find it adorable that Enji is so proud of his son. Shoto on the other hand just rolls his eyes in embarrassment. You wish you could be with Enji but you’re in the arena to stop students if they take things too far. You and Zaheer are standing next to Midnight when the battle starts.

“Alright boys! I want to see a clean fight. Go!”

Shoto is off with a huge wall of ice heading straight for Deku. That’s when you see something familiar. Deku uses his finger to launch a large wind blast to break the ice. This happens over and over again until there are no more fingers. Shoto then switches to fire but Deku seems to catch on quick and starts dodging left and right. Shoto seems to getting annoyed at this point. He does something he only tried once before but failed. He starts using his ice and fire back and forth quickly. He then creates a huge wall of ice, chasing Deku down as he starts heading towards Shoto with all his might. Shoto then switches to fire but is causing the whole arena to heat up.

“Hellboy, you need to stop this, they are going to get hurt.” Midnight says in a panic.

“Right.” You and Zaheer both say.

You quickly teleport between them as Zaheer stops Shoto and you stop Deku. Shoto is frozen still and Zaheer then stops his control. Zaheer then turns around to see how you are doing. “That was close. Seems like you stopped th….(Y/N) what’s happening!?”

You’re on the ground, convulsing, while Deku is out cold.  Zaheer knows something is wrong and rushes to your side as Enji flies from the stadium seats to you. He places a hand on you and your freezing cold to the touch as ice starts forming on your body. Enji opens one of your eyes to see it’s fully red.

“We have to get him out of here, he isgoing to lose control! Zaheer, teleport us to a place where he can let it out.”

Zaheer quickly places a hand on the both of you and suddenly you’re in the mountains, the ground burned and scarred.  You’re still shivering in Enji’s grip, trying to contain everything, as he places you on the ground.

“(Y/N), let it out. It’s ok, no one will get hurt here.”

You open your eyes and they are still fully red. You manage to get on your hands and knees. Spectral flames engulf your body as you start shaking violently. The markings on your arms begin to glow as the energy begins to flow. You begin vomiting but it’s not from being sick, it’s pure demonic energy that’s flowing from your mouth. As the red liquid hits the ground, it starts burning everything it touches before it quickly evaporates. It takes about a minute for the flow to stop and you pass out. You come to in Enji’s arms.

“What happened, (Y/N)? I thought you managed to balance your power correctly?”

With labored breath: “There is something with that boy. Something I can’t put my finger on. It was like I was being forced out. All of the energy in Deku overwhelmed me, I’m not sure exactly how to explain it. Plus, I sense something familiar in him. Did you feel it too, Zaheer?”

“I did. Do you think we need to talk to him?”

“Who?” Enji says picking you up.

“All Might, we need to talk to him. Zaheer, please take us back to the school. I’m better now. Before we go, I have to tell you something, Enji. I have been here before. Zaheer and I would come here to let out energy, but that the first time I had to let out so much.”

“I figured as much looking at the ground, as long as you’re ok. You are, ok? Right?”

“I am, come on.” You say before the red flash of light. Once back at school, you find All Might, in his small form, at the infirmary with Deku. You enter the room followed by Enji and Zaheer.

D: “I’m so sorry Mr. Hellboy. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

(Y/N): “Don’t worry about it, I’m fine. I’m sorry to bother you All Might, but can I talk with you?”

A: “Sure, did you want to go somewhere private.”

Z: “Actually, this does involve Deku as well.”

D: “What does this have to do with me?”

(Y/N): “It involves my mind control quirk and what happened with you, Deku.”

E: “I haven’t seen (Y/N) like that since the interview. If he lost control in a stadium full of people, who knows what would have happened.”

A: “I see, I’m sorry for what happened. Are you ok?”

Z: “He’s fine now but he had to let out a lot of energy. He was overwhelmed after trying to stop Deku.”

A: “I glad you are ok. What did you want to ask me?”

(Y/N): “I don’t know any other way of asking this so I’m just going to be blunt…. All Might, when did you give your quirk to Deku?”

All Might and Deku both go completely white. Clearly you caught them off guard as they look at you. While you give them a moment to gather their thoughts, you look at Enji. He has also gone white at this point. You take Enji’s hand and lead him to a chair to sit.

(Y/N): “I’m sorry if I was too abrupt but I need to understand what’s happened. I will never forget that energy that flowed though me at the stadium. When I tried to stop Deku, I felt it again. The problem is I was forcefully pushed out, like something was activity trying to keep me away from Deku.”

A: With a sigh “I was afraid this might happen. When I found out you were working with students, I asked Nezu to keep Midoriya away from you. Not because of you and Zaheer but to keep my secret away from you. I probably should have just told you but I didn’t know this is how you would react if you used your quirk on him.”

“All Might, what’s going on?” Enji says still shock.”

With another sigh, All Might starts describing One for All, it’s origins and everything that goes with it. He describes why he chose Deku and that he is the 9th user and that it is because of this quirk that All Might is the number one hero. During all of this information, you look at Enji who starts looking a little red in the face.

(Y/N): “Enji, are you ok?”

E: “I was never going to surpass you, was I, All Might?”

A: “I’m sorry I never told you this. The less people who know the better it is. One for All builds with each user so yes, my power was far beyond anything a normal quirk could achieve.”

E: “So everything I did was for nothing.” He says looking at the ground.

Z: “Enji?”

E: “Nothing I did mattered?”

A: “Endeavor?”

Enji then jumps out of his chair and grabs All Might by the neck. He flames are growing by the second as he loses control of his emotions. “Do you have ANY idea of what I put my family through because of you! I tortured them! My son and wife died! I lost my children! It’s because I wanted to be better than you, you BASTARD! ITS BECAUSE I….I…..”

At that moment, Zaheer places a hand on Enji’s back and start taking control of his body to stop him. He slowly makes him let go of All Might and carries Enji back to the chair. Once he relinquishes control, Enji just blankly stares back at you.

(Y/N): “Are you ok?”

E: “I know you want to hear me say yes but I can’t honestly say that.”

(Y/N): “It’s ok. I have an idea what you’re going through right now. Do we need to go home?”

E: “No, I’ll manage. I want to be here for Shoto.”

A: “I never knew I did that to you.”

E: “What?” He says looking up at All Might.

A: “I never knew that me being number one was so hard on you.”

E: “I was so obsessed with trying to surpass you that I hurt my whole family to try to achieve my goal. Everything I did was for nothing, I was never going to be better than you, Shoto is never going to be better than you. They went through so much because of me, none of it they deserved. I wish I could go back and stop myself from doing everything, if I could tell myself the truth maybe things would be different. Maybe they wouldn’t have been hurt by me.” He says looking down at his hands.

You go to hug Enji. He stands up and you let him rest his head on your shoulder as a few tears appear in his eyes and sizzle from his flames. “It’s ok, you’re better than that now. You would never do that again. I know you wouldn’t hurt anyone.”

E: “It just still hurts to remember what I did.”

A: “I’m sorry. If I could go back and change that I would. I don’t know what I can say to make this better, I can barely get Midoriya to stop crying sometimes. The only thing I do know is right now we need to worry about the future. All for One is still out there.” He says holding his hand out.

Enji sighs and releases you from his grip. “At least let me thank you for one thing.”

A: “What would that be?”

E: “(Y/N). All Might, it’s because you saved him at the stadium that we are here today. Without him I wouldn’t be here with my kids. I’m just going to have to accept the past as it is.” He says as he gives All Might a hearty handshake.

A: “I am truly sorry. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

E: “Just make sure that boy, Midoriya, becomes to best hero he can be.”

All Might goes to his muscle form: “Don’t you worry. As long as I AM HERE, he is in good hands.”

Enji responds with a faint smile. “Good. Now, (Y/N) don’t you still have the rest of the festival to help with.”

A: “They took over after you lost control, it should be over by now. Come on, let’s go see.”

You enter the stadium to find that Shoto came in 2nd place to Katsuki Bakugo. It’s doesn’t matter to you, you are just happy he did his best. Everyone meets after the award ceremony.  

E: “I’m so proud of you son.” He says with a boasting smile.

(Y/N): “Yes, all of us are proud of you. You did great out there.”

S: “Thanks. (Y/N), are you ok?”

Z: “We are fine now, don’t worry about us.”

E: “I haven’t seen you use both of your quirks before, since when could you do that?”

S: “I didn’t know I could use both like that. In the heat of the battle, I kept thinking about you, dad. I thought about how your better now and trying to be the best you can be. You’re not perfect but you’re really trying now and I guess that gave me the boost I needed.”

Enji can’t help himself and hugs his son with all his might, screaming “SHOOOOOOTOOOOOOOO!” at the top of his lungs.

(Y/N): “Put him down, Enji. You’re embarrassing him.”

Releasing his son, “Sorry, I am just so happy to hear that.”

S: “It’s ok. Now that the festival is done, can we go home? I want to tell Natsuo and Fuyumi about today.”

E: “Of course, (Y/N)?”

“On it.” Is all you say as you teleport everyone back home. Once home, the house was filled with a lot of excitement and energy. Fuyumi was so proud of her little brother doing so well in the competition while Natsuo begrudgingly listened to Enji describing everything they already saw on TV. Zaheer was helping you cook dinner while everyone was talking at the dining room table. After dinner, everyone was tired from the excitement of the day and went to bed early. All three of you lie down in bed, naked under the covers. You rested your head on his bicep while he used his hand to rest his head. His other arm was wrapped around you, holding you tight. Zaheer is behind you, laying a arm around the both of you. Your hand is on Enji’s chest when you feel his heart rate and it’s fast.

“Don’t pretend you are ok, Enji. You’re safe with us.”

With a sigh “You can always read me like a book, can’t you?”

“That and I can read your mind if I wanted to. Come on, tell me what’s wrong. I’ll find out even if you don’t tell me.” You say as your eyes glow brighter.

He sighs again “I’m still thinking about All Might.”

“Oh…” is all you say as you place a cool hand to his face.

“I spent almost all of my life trying to succeed him, trying to surpass him. I put my family and myself through so much because of my obsession. It was all for nothing, nothing I could do would make me better than him.”

“But you’re so much better now.”

“I know, but it still doesn’t change what I did in the past. I hurt all of my kids and Rei.”

“That’s not you now, I know you would do anything to not to hurt them now.”

“This just brought it all back to the front again. I wish I could go back to before knowing all this.” He says with a tear forming in his eye.

“There is one thing that makes you better than All Might, if you want to hear it.”

Raising an eyebrow “And what might that be?”

“Your ability to change. When I first met you, you were an apathetic hard ass with no one who cared for you.”

Now squinting, “How is this making feel better?”

“Let me finish, you are so impatient sometimes. I know coming from me it might not mean as much, but you have changed so much since then. You laugh, you cry, you love; those are all things that you never would have done before. Your family now loves you, that is something All Might doesn’t have: a family.”

“True…”

“Plus, I love you. Even though I fell in love with you early on, the changes you have made after all these years is why I never want to leave.”

He kisses you on the lips and whispers “You always know what to say.” After kissing a few more times, Enji pulls back. “I am worried about you, I haven’t seen you lose control like that in a while, are you sure you’re, ok?”

“As long as I have the both of you, I’ll be fine.”

“That isn’t the first time we had to eject energy like that.”

“I know but that was more than I seen before.”

“That One for All quirk just put a beating on me. Let’s not worry about it, I promise it won’t be a problem as long as I don’t try to control Deku again.”

“I’m just going to have to accept that marrying a demon has its problems.”

“And benefits” Zaheer says as you start kissing again. Zaheer is starting to lean over the both of you to get a better position. After a little bit more of this you start to feel something between your legs. “Enji, did you need something else?” You whisper.

Enji responds with a husky voice and a toothy grin “I think you already know what I want.”

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