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bratshaws · 1 year

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through the hourglass 268. brb x oc

a/n: my connection is extremely bad rn so I hope I cna post this without issues!!!(comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

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He hasn’t stopped smiling ever since they walked out of the shower, fresh and clean, with his eyes following her like a cat. Beatrice stops rubbing lotion down her arms to offer him a shy smile, “...you liked it?”

He nods, biting his lower lip and grabbing her by the hips, bringing her close so she’d land on his lap. A pose not so different from a few minutes ago, ‘I loved it.” he murmurs, propping his chin on her chest and smiling happily at her, “I loved it,gorgeous…but what brought this up?”

Beatrice just shrugs, playing with the ends of his hair - she loved how it’d get a bit curlier because of the water only to go back to it’s normal wavy texture once it dried up- with her other arm hugging his neck, “I guess I just needed you like that.” his full body shudder made her smile more,

But she sighs softly, ‘I guess I was just…I dunno,I don’t want to say bothered–well no I was bothered but.” he adjusts her on his lap, running his hands up and down her thighs, “But it’s like, that woman is so,so, infuriating.”

“Mhm.”

“And she thinks I owe her something.” she huffs, “She probably just went to the bar to annoy me, it has to be, and she ordered wine, Roos. Wine!”

“...there’s wine at the Hard Deck?” his wife gives him a ‘that’s what I’m saying’ look, with both hands moving before she drops her head on his shoulder, “Gorgeous it’s okay,I don’t mind it.” he whispers,kissing her temple and then running his fingers through her hair, making sure the brown tresses don’t tangle on his digits, “I doubt Miranda will show up again.”

Beatrice let out a long sigh, her head still resting on Rooster's shoulder. "I just don't understand why she acts that way, Roos. Or Mark for that matter…I mean, are we really that…I don’t know…???"

Rooster continued to run his fingers through her hair, humming in reply. "Believe me gorgeous,I don’t fuckin’ know either.” she makes a little disappointed noise and Rooster kisses her forehead, “Listen,there’ll be a time they’ll notice that…acting how they are right now, won’t help. At all. And they’ll stop.”

Beatrice looked up at her husband, her eyes meeting his as her brows furrow "You really think so?"

“They can’t keep with that forever,gorgeous.” he shrugs, “Don’t they have a life to live?”

Beatrice let out a soft, appreciative sigh and leaned into Rooster's embrace. "I guess so…Thank you,Roos."

He smiled down at her, his warm gaze meeting her scalp and his lips touching her hair. "Anytime, Bea. I’m here for you,gorgeous"

“I love you."

Rooster's response was a smirk, followed by his hands cupping her ass cheeks and bringing her up to his crotch, the movement enough to make her moan quietly and hold onto his shoulders as she tried to hold her hips from moving.

“Now,” he begins, following the line of her underwear with his fingers, almost disappointed she was covered again, “I need to say…whenever you feel like doing this again, whenever you want…I’m all for it.” his pupils blow wide and she blushes with embarrassment. “I mean it.”

“I know you do.” she says, “Thank you for…letting me try.”

“Are you kidding? I’m always up for trying new things.” he smiles, still caressing the crease of her leg and up to her waist, “Especially with you.”

Her eyes shine over his response and she just hugs his neck tighter, inhaling his cologne that always seemed to stick to his skin even after he showered. She just lets him hug her close, her body was…tired a lot. Not only because of what happened, but she was now allowing the exhaustion - especially the mental one- to take over her.

She grows soft on his grasp, using his chest as a pillow, closing her eyes as his fingers keep caressing her head, “...gorgeous?” he calls, glancing down to see her eyelids move so she can meet his gaze, “You good?”

Beatrice's eyelids felt heavy as she met Rooster's gaze, her exhaustion evident in her eyes. She nuzzled closer to him, her head still resting on his chest, her cheek against his warm skin.

Rooster continued to stroke her hair, his touch gentle. Beatrice let out a soft sigh, her body relaxing further in his embrace."I'm okay, Rooster," she murmured softly. "Just tired. It's been a long day."

Rooster's thumb continued to caress her head, his voice filled with tenderness. "I know, gorgeous. Then we better go to bed,hm?”

“We are already in bed.”

He sputters a laugh, “Oh, ha ha ha, you are hilarious.” but her tired giggle was so precious he couldn’t help himself, he slid his hands under her knees and back, picking her up bridal style with ease. “Alright madam, time for both of us to sleep.”

“Mhm.”

“And relax because,whew, that exercise session was very,” he gently lowers her body, “Very nice.” and she giggles again, but her sleep is finally taking over so Beatrice snuggles her pillow as her body finally feels itself uncoil from that night.

She was obviously happy because of the amazing session they just had and Rooster knew it too.

He sits on the edge of the bed, watching her chest rise and fall slowly the second her eyes shut completely. She made a little noise as she wiggles herself under the covers and Bradley is all smiles once she’s out to dreamland.

He was going to sleep soon, he just had to check something. He stands to his feet, adjusting his sweatpants on his waist by letting the elastic snap on his hips before marching to the window. He parts the curtains with his index and middle finger, trying to see the outside of their neighborhood.

It was really late and it was quiet, with the casual dog barking and cars in the distance. He turns towards Mark and Miranda’s house, the lights were out and he frowns. He didn’t know what was up with them, why they were so hellbent in making them feel.

very uncomfortable

act like they don’t belong.

And he was going to be deployed with Mark in a matter of days. He sighs through his nose, tossing the curtain closed and backing away to the bed. He shouldn’t have to worry about this right now, he could handle anything thrown his way, “Just a few more days,” he mutters, “Then I’ll be promoted. Then he won’t be my problem anymore…hopefully.” which he has a feeling it wouldn’t be like that, honestly.

He could only hope and hope hard, that they figure out why they were so…weird.

But not now, now he was going to sleep. He shakes his head while rubbing his eyes, then turns to the bed. His steps were quiet as to not wake her up at all, biting his lower lip when the bed creaked under his weight, ‘Amazing, it doesn’t make a sound when we fuck but when I try to not wake my wife up it does that.”

The bed, obviously, had no come back to that.

He rolls his eyes, still careful to not wake Bea who just curled herself under the covers, then finally reaches out to him, “Roos.”

He pauses, looking back at her, “Yeah,gorgeous?”

She pushes herself closer, hugging his torso and forgetting she had a soft pillow within inches from her. She much preferred her husband’s firm chest instead, “Hmmm nothin’.” she replies, cheek squished against his pectoral, “Just…feelin’ tired.”

‘I know baby.”

“And you are warm.” she says, ‘And I’m tired…”

He smiles,kissing the top of her head again, then adjusting himself so she’s more comfortable using him as a pillow, “Better?” he gets no answer but he’s pretty sure she agreed it was nice.

He continued to hold her, feeling the gentle rise and fall of her breath against his chest. The room was quiet and peaceful, illuminated only by the soft glow of the moonlight streaming in through the curtains. He smiles down at her, “Comfy?” but a quiet snore was her only reply, “I’ll take that as a yes.”

His fingers gently traced patterns on her back, his touch light and soothing. He didn't want to disturb her, not more than he already did.

And it doesn’t take too long for him to fall asleep either.

“Shells.”

“What?”

“I mean it,” Beatrice grabs the underwear from Shells’ hand, avoiding Nicole and putting it back on the rack. The three of them were shopping for Rooster’s birthday later this week and Beatrice had a list and couldn’t stray from it, “Nikki is here, for Christ’s sake.”

Nicole babbled happily on the shopping cart, giggling when the colorful underwear flew over her head, “Boo!” she points, “Boo?”

“Yes,Nikki it is blue.” Beatrice’s smile towards her daughter was quick, because she soon glared over at Shells who just shrugged, “...okay, alright,I forgive you, now can you please help me find decorations? I need to make this one special.”

Shells grinned, throwing her hands in the air. "Alright, alright, I promise to behave," she said with a wink. “When don’t I?”

Beatrice gave Shells a skeptical look but ultimately couldn't stay mad at her best friend for long. With Nicole in the shopping cart, they continued their quest for birthday decorations aisle.

As they made their way through the aisles, Nicole's curious eyes were drawn to the colorful decorations hanging from the shelves. She reached out to point at a bright balloon,. "Bawoon," she said with a delighted giggle.

Beatrice smiled, “Yes, it is…hmmm.” she rubs her chin, “I kinda like this, it’s colorful and since Nikki and Roos share the same birthday…I changed my mind about it, did I tell you that?”

Shells was busy putting on a bright pink cowboy hat, checking herself on her phone but she hummed an ‘uh-huh’. ‘You want to do something that fits both of them,I remember.”

“I would’ve gone all out.” she says, checking a bag and seeing the amount of balloons inside, “But he’s being deployed so I think it’d be better and–” she turns to look at Shells, staring at the neon pink cowboy hat on her head. ‘...I can’t take you anywhere.”

Shells flashed a grin and gave her cowboy hat a little twirl. "What can I say? I like to make shopping for decorations more entertaining." She couldn't help but laugh at her own silliness,tipping her hat forward, “Howdy.”

"You do have a talent for that," she admitted with a chuckle. "And it does look good on you.”

“Thank you.” Shells chuckled and adjusted her cowboy hat. "I’m going to get this for myself, I mean, it’s so pretty, it even has rhinestones!”

Beatrice continued to browse through the decorations, picking out a few items that caught her eye. She carefully selected colorful balloons, banners, envisioning how they would transform their home. She paused every now and again to imagine the scene, then choose between two types of streamers.

Something that took a while to be dealt with, apparently.

Shells watched Beatrice with a smile. "You're really going all out for this joint birthday celebration, huh?"

She nodded, still staring the streamers down. "I want it to be special. It's Rooster's last birthday before he's deployed, and it's Nicole's first. I want them both to have wonderful memories of this day." she purses her lips, “Blue or red?”

Shells tilted her head as she contemplated the choice of streamer color. "Why not both?”

Beatrice considered Shells' suggestion, her fingers tapping lightly on the edge of the display. "You know, I like that idea. It is a joint birthday anyway. Let's go with both blue and red."

Shells grinned and helped Beatrice gather the selected decorations. "Sounds like a plan. Hey,so…can we talk about." she looked around surreptitiously, cupping her hands around her mouth, “The Miranda situation?”

Beatrice glanced around to ensure no one was within earshot before she lowered her voice and spoke to Shells. "Really? Now?”

Shells nodded and leaned in closer to listen. "Oh come on, you must have an inkling why she showed up at the Hard Deck.” she arches her brows, ‘Besides being a bitch to you.”

She sighed, her brows furrowing in frustration."I have no idea, Shells. She's always been condescending and rude, but I can't figure out why she chose to show up now." she pushes the cart along to check more decorations, “And on the Hard Deck?”

Shells frowned, her neon pink cowboy hat slightly askew. "I mean,we can always consider mur—." she stops, suddenly remembering the little baby between them, happily laughing at every color she sees, “I mean, uh…well.I dunno what to do about her.” she pauses, “...does she know Rooster is being deployed with her husband?”

Beatrice blinked in surprise, holding a colorful party hat in her hands “I…imagine so? I mean, but why would that change anything?”

Shells tilted her head, her neon pink cowboy hat threatening to fall off but managing to cling to her head. She continued in a hushed tone, "I mean, it's possible that she's just looking for a way to assert herself, especially if she knows that Rooster is being deployed with her husband. It could be some kind of power play."

Beatrice pondered Shells' words, her expression thoughtful as she considered the possibility. "But I still don't understand why she'd choose the Hard Deck for it. There are plenty of other places to assert her presence."

Shells shrugged, her gaze scanning the store for more decorations. "Maybe it's because she knows you work there, and she's trying to get under your skin. Some people just enjoy making others uncomfortable. And she did fail to do that at dinner.”

The brunette nodded, her grip tightening on the party hat. "You're right. It…could be it. God she better not show up at the Hard Deck again. One time is one too many."

Shells chuckled, her neon pink cowboy hat miraculously staying in place despite all the head tilting and shaking. "Well, if she does show up again, just remember that you have a team of loyal pilots and friends who'll have your back. No one messes with our Bea." she punches the air, “I’ve been training my right hook.”

“Oh,really?”

“Yep.” she leans close to Nicole,who just now turned to Shells in surprise, “I’ll even teach you some tricks,Nikki. When you are older…remember, go for the throat.”

“Shells.”

Shells gave Beatrice a grin as she glanced over at Nicole, who was happily giggling at the attention she was getting from both women. "You're never too young to learn a good self-defense move, right?"

"Shells,please let's not turn Nicole into a little ninja just yet."

Shells tsked lowering her cowboy hat as if in defeat. "Fair enough,ma’am. We'll save the ninja training for another time." Beatrice wasn’t impressed, “But she can learn the bitch slap. That helped me a lot during school.”

“Shells!” Beatrice looks so worried Shells can’t help but snort at her expression, “Jesus, can my daughter turn one in peace?? Please?” the blonde laughs harder, but nods in defeat. “...now come on, there’s a lot more to do.”

“Yes ma’am.” Shells tips her hat, hooking her thumb on her belt loops, “You go ahead,now.”

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Fic author self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass it on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤️

Hey anon, thanks for the ask and thanks also to @messofthejess for tagging me to do this! I’m always awkward with any kind of self-promo but here goes.

Always the Sun (Teen, 11K) Baz Pitch is a well-recognized face and name in the intense world of high fashion. Fashion Week finds him unexpectedly thrust into forced proximity with Simon Snow, the inexperienced model who has become Watford's new face and director Mage's new protege.

Self-indulgent fluff. I had the best time writing this—their game of 20 questions particularly and I always love writing flustered Baz.

Little Secrets (Teen 2.5K) Simon joins a Live Action Role Play club and meets Baz there. Penny knows nothing about it and attempts to introduce them, since she's friends with Baz. In an effort to get out of telling her about the LARPing Simon gets himself in far more of a situation with the story he concocts. Baz decides to role play along with him.

Short one shot written in response to a tumblr prompt. I had such fun including all the canon call backs and having Baz just run with Simon’s story.

Let My Love Open the Door (Teen, 12K) Baz is a teacher quarantined at home and Simon is doing temp work delivering food for The Girl and the Goat, a local pub. A craving for a burger leads to Baz ordering from the pub, followed by weeks of mutual pining, the slow burn of a developing relationship thwarted by the physical constraints of social distancing, and a refrigerator full of pub food.

A completely self-indulgent, fluffy quarantine fic with mutual pining, wingman Agatha, and erotic hand holding. And flustered Baz. Again.

Bad Case of Loving You (Teen, 8K) Medical AU where Simon is an A&E (Emergency Room) physician and Baz is a surgeon. A miserable day and night on call bring Simon and Baz to some realizations about themselves and each other--amid medical emergencies, automobile wrecks, and call room mishaps.

This fic brought my fandom favorites into my world, into my line of work. They fell into this medical AU so easily and made me laugh so much as I was writing it.

Can’t Find My Way Home (Teen, 65K) Former school roommates Baz and Simon run into each other at an airport when their flight is cancelled due to inclement weather. They team up to try to get home for the holiday but luck is not on their side. A Travel AU with planes, trains, automobiles, snowstorms, road trip mishaps, mutual pining, bickering and banter, gratuitous use of tropes, and quite a bit of romance.

This is my longest completed fic, my most popular Ao3 and Carry On fandom fic. I enjoyed writing it so much. It was a daily part of my life for months and I still find myself thinking about this AU. I’m proud of the story arc and the characterizations. And the fact that it’s the one multi-chapter fic I sort of managed to finish.

This was fun. In looking over this list my favorites definitely all fall into the “fluffy AUs that make me laugh” category. 😂

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UNSUNG HEROES

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post your three most under-appreciated bookmarks! fics you love that may be flying under the radar!

1. Recapture The Magic by rainbowbaz

This is an older fic and I’m honestly surprised it doesn’t have more hits. I know some people have read it but it you haven’t check it out!! It’s one of my early favorites and one I come back to again and again.

Summary:

“If you don’t meet your spouse at Watford, Penny says, you could end up alone – or going on singles tours of Magickal Britain."

Ten years after Watford, Simon is lonely and magic-less, and ends up doing exactly what he vowed he would never do - going on a singles tour of Magickal Britain. The only problem is that out of all the mages in England, he's been matched with Baz Pitch, who seems just as moody, rude and annoyingly attractive as he used to be.

2. Wings by @aristocratic-otter

This is a post-Wayward Son fic that imagines the gang back at Watford after their return from America. It tenderly confronts the idea that Simon retains some residual magic, explores his Salisbury family connections, and gives such a lovely snapshot of this found family, and the depth of love between Simon and Baz. It’s a very healing fic. Canon divergent now that AWTWB is out but oh so worth the read. Just lovely.

Summary:

Simon may not have lost his magic after all.

3. Written in the Scars by half_a_numpty

Ok, full disclosure, I am so fond of reading domestic fluff and this totally hits the domestic fluff buttons, but it also is a very healing fic to read? It’s like an epilogue to AWTWB. It addresses some of their past Watford-era conflict and it features body worship and intimacy and just go read it! (Also, it’s this author’s first fic in the fandom and I’d like to see more from them.)

Summary:

A night at home a week after events of AWTWB. Simon and Baz in bed. An exploration of scars. Memories of their time at Watford. Confessions. Boys in love. Mostly fluff but a little hint of more. AWTWB spoilers.

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This is a selection from the massive Simon Snow playlist I’ve been putting together over the past few years. This is a smaller collection of songs that make me think of Simon–at his best, at his worst, and somewhere in between. They span the Carry On, Wayward Son and Any Way the Wind Blows years. A few songs have been pulled from the official playlists but not many.

Happiest of birthdays to you, Simon Snow. You deserve the world. And Baz would do anything to be able to give the world to you 💚. Enjoy the cake and the love of those around you 💜.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANY WAY THE WIND BLOWS!!!

I can’t believe it’s been a year. All the love to this dragon-winged boy and his vampire boyfriend. Thank you for their story @rainbowrowell 💚

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I know that every time I choose to tril it up I have a new hot take, but has anyone thought about the Mary Poppins level bag of weapons Thorin must keep somewhere on his person??

We see him with a sword and only a sword until they go down into the troll hoard, and now he has switched swords to Orcist. Don’t know what happened to the original sword, maybe he left it. However, the next time we see him with a weapon is in Rivendell and he’s holding an AXE! Where did he get it from?? Maybe Dwalin? (Let’s not even get into the fact that said dwarf who is notorious in fanfic for his two battle axes was using a war hammer against the trolls.)

Fast forward to DOS where in Mirkwood, Thorin suddenly has access to a bow and arrows. Maybe their Kili’s. Maybe I’m blowing it out of proportion, and Thorin literally just plays ‘pass the weapon’ with the whole Company. I just think it’s hilarious to think he has all of these rather large weapons hidden about under his coat which would be like BOSS LEVEL compared to his nephew’s “hide the knife” trick.

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I’m not getting over anytime soon that Ed asked if Stede “I’m a bit of a clothes horse” Bonnet if he wanted to do something weird and HE TOTALLY AGREES TO:

-switch into Blackbeard’s dirty leather

-pretend to be each other for the crew

-and all with a gut wound that he just woke up from an infection with

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I find it fascinating that we were introduced to both Ed and Stede’s fathers as being violent, abusive individuals that still haunt them into their adult lives.

Stede shied away from this violence and was told he was soft and inadequate. So what is he doing with his life now? Trying to prove that he is a competent pirate.

Ed, on the other hand, killed his father, and that bloody murderous legacy is something he is now trying to escape despite the fact that his father is the only man he’s ever personally taken the life from.

There’s just so many more layers than “bored aristocrat” and “bored pirate” wanting each other’s life and I’m here for this common bond between them.

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My #1 post of 2022

Has anyone ever noticed that after the run-around Gandalf gave Bilbo on his “good morning” when they first meet that he turns around and says “good morning” to Beorn...right in front of Bilbo. Like where’s my sassy!Bilbo fanfics of him turning to Gandalf in that moment: “Oh, do you mean to wish him a good morning? Or mean that this is a good morning whether he wants it or not?...”

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Fly The Black Flag Masterlist

A Rowaelin pirate AU

Also known as Horny Pirates™

General warnings: language, depictions of violence, blood, guns, piracy and other immoral things, probable smut

NSFW marked with **

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MOODBOARD by the amazing @elentiyawhitethorn

PLAYLIST by my dear @rowanaelinn

FIC PLAYLIST (Spotify)

TEASER 1: The Plan

ONE: The Stowaways

TWO: Where The Hell Is Lorcan?

THREE: Oh, That’s Just Fenrys Falling!

FOUR: And You’re Going To Lead Us There

FIVE: Take It All

SIX: WHY IS THE RUM GONE?

SEVEN: Rolfe Calls For A Meeting

Chapter 8 Teaser

EIGHT: You’re Late, Galathynius!

NINE: Aggravating

TEN: What the FUCK, Ashryver?

ELEVEN: A Visit From The Royal Navy

TWELVE: So She Cloned Herself?

THIRTEEN: The Perranth Truce**

FOURTEEN: Within Sight Of Fenharrow**

DELETED SCENE: CH. 14**

FIFTEEN: The Traitor’s Tale

SIXTEEN: A Queen In Her Castle

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I had an idea for a Rowaelin prompt: Aelin gathers the courage to give her number to a very handsome stranger -who then messages her telling he's gay, but it was super cool that Aelin had the guts to give her number. He also has a super hot brother, who just happens to be single and he could give the brother's number to Aelin.

She then messages the brother, they start chatting and do end up on a date - and he does not disappoint, for the pine green eyes, silver hair and a body to die for are even better than what she could've hoped for

hi anon!! I love this so much hehehehe

word count: 1,946

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Enda’s Single Brother

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Maybe it was the liquid courage.

Maybe it was that she hadn’t gotten laid in seven months.

Or maybe it was just sheer Aelin Galathynius Confidence™ that made her strut across the crowded pub and approach the tall, handsome guy leaning against the bar, purposely tripping a little to bump into him.

“God, I’m so sorry,” she apologized, righting herself against the bar top.

“It’s not a problem,” the guy replied, grinning at her. Yeah, he was cute. “My name’s Endymion, but everyone calls me Enda.”

“Nice to meet you, Enda.” She shook his hand warmly. “I’m Aelin.”

She chatted casually with Enda for a few minutes, breaking off when Elide waved at her from the table. “Shoot, my friend’s waving frantically at me, I should go see what she wants.”

“Nice meeting you, Aelin,” Enda grinned.

“You too.” Aelin loosed a short huff. Then she scribbled her number down on a napkin and slid the flimsy paper over to him. “I don’t want to seem pushy, but here’s my number, I’d love to keep talking.” She left before her face could erupt into flames.

“You did it!” Elide whisper-screeched when she got back to the table, blushing a little.

“Yeah,” Aelin agreed. “Yeah, I did.”

“You go, girl!” Lys slapped her a high five. “Look at you, all grown up and getting hot guys to notice you.”

“Bitch,” Aelin laughed. But she was proud of herself.

Enda texted her after she got home, the message pinging on her phone. She glanced at the screen.

>Hey, it’s Enda!

<Hey Enda! This is Aelin

>Oh good, it worked :)

<Glad it did

>Okay

>I have to admit something...

<Yeah? Go ahead!

>I...um...

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A Rowaelin prompt if I may; Rowan and Aelin are engaged, but every time someone asks them to tell how the proposal went/how they ended up engaged, they make up new stories - each one more random and dirty than the one before. No matter who asks, whether family, friends or random old ladies at the grocery store.

Thank you SO MUCH for the prompt!! <3

word count: 912

warnings: language, naughty naughty jokes, mentions of sex, lots of innuendo

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Aelin could hardly open the garage door, she was laughing so hard. Rowan wasn't any better, he was bent halfway over, clutching his stomach, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes as he tried and failed to catch his breath.

"Shit, Aelin," he wheezed, fumbling for the door to hold it open for her, "In public?!"

"And here I thought you were the one who was into that," she smirked, cackling even harder. She managed to place the bags of groceries both she and Rowan were carrying onto the counter before another wave of laughter crashed over her, leaving her to sink to the floor, wheezing helplessly. "I can't believe I said that."

"I can," Rowan grinned, handing her a tissue.

At the grocery store, they'd been going through the checkout line when the cashier, a very sweet lady about Rowan's mom's age, had noticed Aelin's engagement ring and offered her congratulations. And then she'd asked them for the story, of course, like so many of their friends and relatives and even random people on the street had done in the two months since Rowan had popped the question.

Wicked sparks gleamed in Aelin's eyes.

"Well," she began, leaning in like she was sharing a secret, "I think it was the fourth orgasm that did it."

The poor cashier's eyes had nearly fallen out of her face as she goggled.

Innocently, Aelin continued. "Y'see, he'd never gone more than three rounds back to back, something I'm certainly not complaining about, no ma'am, but something about that resort must have given him extra stamina or something, because the man is insatiable." She winked broadly. "Insatiable, I tell you. In the pool, in the shower, all over the suite--hell, the poor staff's probably still finding scuff marks on the walls from the bedframe banging into it. Three times my fine fiancé had filled me up, and just as I thought he was going to drop down next to me and fall asleep, he and his best friend suddenly became re-energized, and I found myself in a position I'd never tried before. Doesn't mean I didn't enjoy it, no indeed." Her grin was positively evil. "So after that round, in the throes of bliss and all of that, he rolled over onto his side and just panted, 'Marry me, baby.' I thought for sure it was the orgasms talking, but he was serious." She blew Rowan a kiss, admiring her ring.

The cashier's jaw hung open. She took a big deep breath and shook herself back into business mode. "I...I'm sure the two of you will be very happy together," she managed as she rang up the total.

Aelin and Rowan had barely made it out the doors before they exploded with laughter, great pealing guffaws that lasted the whole drive back to their house. She wasn't quite sure how she'd managed to see well enough to drive given the film of laughter-tears that clouded her eyes, but they'd made it.

"I think that was the best one yet," Rowan remarked as he helped her stand.

She snorted. "Better than the one we told Lorcan?"

He coughed, the memory of that account rising. "Shit, maybe not."

Elide and Lorcan had been some of the first people to find out about their engagement. They'd been over at Rowan and Aelin's house, and the loudest shriek Rowan had ever heard in his life emitted from Elide when she caught sight of Aelin's new ring. Of course, she and Lorcan had demanded the proposal story right away. Aelin shot Rowan a wicked wink, her intent to spin something absolutely wild showing in the gesture.

Then she'd launched into a gushy retelling of the place where Rowan had proposed--the Galathynius family's cabin in the Oakwald Forest--complete with a hell of a lot of embellishment, mostly involving celebration sex.

Rowan couldn't help himself when Lorcan raised an eyebrow and inquired how well he thought it had gone.

"Judging by the way she squirted all over my face, I'd say it went very well indeed," he'd hummed, smirking like the cat who ate the canary.

Or the fiancée, as it were.

Lorcan's face went a rather gratifying shade of uncomfortable. "Fuck, Whitethorn," he grumbled, crimson staining his cheeks. "Why the fuck d'you have to be so crude?"

"Pot, kettle," Rowan snorted, snickering at his oldest friend.

Ah yes, the start of their wild proposal stories.

Aedion and Lys had been told that Rowan proposed on a ziplining date, one of the wilder adventures he and Aelin had taken together, an adventure that had almost given him several heart attacks when Aelin decided to go down the route that included leaping off a tree into a steep plunge as part of the course. Aelin's parents had heard that their future son-in-law proposed on the way home from the club. While singing a boisterous, off-key rendition of "Let's Get It On" and stumbling over his own two feet. Rowan's parents had heard that he proposed in an airplane bathroom--what the two of them were doing together in an airplane bathroom, they had not wanted to know.

They invented proposal stories on the fly, whenever someone new asked. The one Aelin had told at the grocery store was definitely the dirtiest, though.

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Chef’s Special

word count: 3,347

warnings: NSFW, language, minors proceed with caution.

ENJOY! had way too much fun writing this haha

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Aelin was running on pure instinct and adrenaline as she leaned into Rowan’s kiss, the hungry way he devoured her lips sending waves of heat pulsing through her body, setting her core throbbing. She could feel her thong starting to soak through just from the rush of this fiery kiss, from the way Rowan’s big, rough chef’s hands kneaded her breasts, working the flesh through her shirt and the flimsy little bra she was wearing.

A hoarse, garbled moan escaped her as Rowan tangled his fingers into her hair, tilting her head back against the door so he could slide his lips down the column of her throat, having enough foresight not to leave any marks. Though a part of her really fucking wanted him to leave marks.

Gods, she had it so bad.

“Rowan!” she gasped as his tattooed hand--fuck, she hadn’t noticed how extensive that tattoo of his was--slipped brazenly into her leggings, cupping her center through her panties.

He smirked darkly against her neck, two fingers stroking lazily up her core, his breath shaking as he discovered just how wet she was. “All for me, baby?” he murmured into her ear, the low roughness of his voice only making her wetter. And damn the man, he noticed, his smirk growing. “Use your words,” he commanded, his fingers brushing oh so close to her clit but never actually touching where she wanted him the most.

“Yes,” she whispered, her hips involuntarily bucking into his touch. “Gods, fuck, yes, Chef.” She didn’t fucking know why she called him Chef, but as she felt his arousal pressing against her, she sure as hell wasn’t complaining.

“Keep calling me that, baby,” Rowan all but growled, crashing his lips back against hers. “And you’ll have to keep quiet.”

She hardly had the time to process what he’d just implied when he shoved her soaked thong aside and plunged one thick finger into her, his thumb finally brushing against her clit, drawing a pattern of circles into the throbbing bud. She moaned into his rough kiss as he pumped his finger, withdrawing it only to replace it with two, crooking them just right. “Fuck, Chef!” she groaned, trembling with the effort of keeping still under the perfect, perfect sensation of this man, whom she barely knew, touching her just the way she craved.

He kissed her throat, teeth nipping at her skin just softly enough not to leave marks. “You like that, baby?”

“Yes,” she moaned, her vocabulary very quickly regressing to “yes,” “Chef,” various expletives, and “Rowan.”

Rowan’s fingers moved faster when she breathed his name, his rough pace and the lovely, absolutely filthy things he whispered against her neck sending her hurtling into sudden climax, her walls clenching around his fingers.

He swore he almost came in his pants right there as she softly moaned his name, muffling her cries like the good girl he knew she was. Fuck, what he wouldn’t give to take her home and hear all of her noises unhindered.

“Good girl,” he murmured into her ear, relishing in the way her whole body shuddered at the praise. He withdrew his fingers, groaning at the way her arousal coated his hand, lifted his fingers to his mouth, and licked them clean. His eyes, already blown out with desire, went nearly black as he tasted her, sucking his own fingers clean. Knitting his free hand back into her hair, he kissed her fiercely, making her taste herself on his tongue.

Aelin started to slide down the door to return the favor, but he stopped her, his hands surprisingly gentle as he placed her back on her feet, shaking his head. “I want to,” she breathed. “Please, Rowan. Chef.”

“Not now,” he murmured. “If I’m not inside you in the next thirty seconds, I think I’m actually going to die.”

She couldn’t contain her grin at that.

He, of course, noticed. “Sass, baby?” His lips brushed the corner of her jaw and she shivered as she felt him sliding his pants down enough for his hard cock to spring out and press against her, his breath fanning hot on her skin. “I’ll have to fuck that out of you, won’t I?”

A whimpering moan was her only answer as fresh arousal rushed through her, definitely ruining her panties. He just chuckled, the dark sound rumbling around the bathroom. Then he looked into her eyes, confirming that she was ready, lined himself up, and slid into her. And in. And in. She was shuddering, walls fluttering around him, as he bottomed out, giving her a moment to adjust before rolling his hips into hers. She met his motions, her hands gripping his shoulders with a surprising amount of strength as he thrust into her, their moans and gasps mingling.

“Close,” she whimpered. “Please, chef. Please.”

“Since you asked so nicely,” he purred, one hand sliding between them to play with her clit, just what she needed to tumble headlong into another orgasm, her tight heat clenching around him and sending him spilling into her. “Good girl,” he panted as their bodies stilled, pulling out and tucking himself back into his pants before getting some wet towels to clean her up.

“You did so well for me,” he praised, tossing the dirty towels in the trash.

“This...” Aelin trailed off, flushing a little as she righted her clothes. “This won’t affect the class in any way?”

“Besides me not being able to keep my eyes off you, baby?” He shook his head, sincerity on his face. “No. I promise it won’t.”

“Thank you,” she said softly. “Really, Rowan. Thank you.”

He kissed her cheek, the gesture shockingly tender. “See you...um, around?” He scratched the back of his neck a little awkwardly.

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My #1 post of 2022

Prompt!

Aelin's horrible at cooking so when Aedion makes a bet that she can't learn how to cook in a month. So she starts going to cooking classes and the chef is Rowan

let me tell you, Rowan with a chef's knife took my mind in a whole new direction *facepalm* why am I like this?? thank you for the prompt!!! <3

word count: 1,738

warnings: language, suggestive content

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Chaos In The Kitchen

“Fucking hell, Ae!” Aedion cried, waving his hands in front of his face in a futile effort to dissipate the cloud of smoke filling the kitchen. “Are you trying to burn down the fucking house?”

“No!” Aelin shrieked, stabbing at the smoke detector until it stopped beeping and running to open the kitchen window. “I’m trying to make fucking breakfast!”

Aedion raised one blonde brow at the blackened remains of bacon in the frying pan atop the stove. “You forget about the bacon or something?”

“Shut the fuck up,” she groaned, swatting him with a dish towel. “I did not forget, I was watching it closely while I mixed up the pancake batter.”

“And you turned away for one second and the bacon was smoking?”

“Asshole,” she grumbled. “No. I watched it, and then the piece of shit started sending up smoke.”

Her cousin doubled over, wheezing with laughter. “Only you, Ae,” he managed to gasp between guffaws. “Only you.”

“Asshole,” she repeated, laughing a little, wryly, herself. “I’m trying my best, Aeds. It doesn’t look like it, but I am.”

“You’re chaos in the kitchen, Ae,” Aedion grinned, slinging his arm around her shoulders. “I would pay to see the day where you manage to cook something without setting off the smoke detector.”

“Would you?” Sly challenge sparked in her eyes.

“Oh, for damn sure.” Aedion met her challenging gaze, wicked glee in his eyes. “In fact, let’s make a bet on it.”

Internally, Aelin groaned. The last bet she’d taken with her cousin had ended in her hair being dyed bright green for a month, and she wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to accept another of his lopsided wagers. “And just what kind of sure-win bullshit are you thinking of, Aeds?”

“I bet that you could take cooking classes for a month and still not know how to cook,” he smirked. “You win, I’ll pay for the lessons and shut up about you in the kitchen. I win, you have to go out with my friend.” His smirk grew. “So, do we have a bet?”

She raised her brows. “Define ‘knowing how to cook,’ oh wiseass cousin of mine.”

“You don’t set off the smoke detector and the food is edible.”

“And the friend?”

He clicked his tongue. “Mmm-mmm, Ae. Blind date.”

Aelin tilted her head, considering. Aedion paying for her to take cooking lessons...and shutting the hell up about her ineptitude in the kitchen...or a blind date with a friend of his? How could she possibly lose? “Fine. We have a bet.” She clasped his hand and shook, sealing it. “Same rules as always, Aeds?”

“Yep.” He winked. “No sabotage and no finding out about the other person’s consequences.”

“Right.” Aelin smirked at her smug cousin. “It’s a bet.”

Three hundred fucking dollars, Aelin grumbled to herself as she locked up her car and headed across the parking lot, and they couldn’t be bothered to give us basic cooking stuff? She checked her bag once more to make doubly sure she had all the things they’d told her to bring when she registered for these classes. A couple of wooden spoons, a whisk, a couple of spatulas, a set of measuring cups, and her own apron. Bloody cheap, it was. At least she was hopeful that she’s get her money’s worth, because she’d spent a ridiculously long time looking up all the available cooking classes in Orynth and reading the reviews to be sure she’d actually learn something.

No way in hell was Aedion winning this damn bet.

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bootlickerhawks · 2 years

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Twice/Hawks Anon: My Hero Academia (again, you can skip the ship questions).

the first character i ever fell in love with:

Ochakoooo 🥺

a character that i used to love/like, but now do not:

I used to be a hardcore Bakugou stan but the anime staff/Hori heavily leaning into his angry gremlin side for comedy is annoying. Like his behavior during the todofam dinner arc annoyed tf outta me

a ship that i used to love/like, but now do not:

kiri//baku is a great ship but the fandom absolutely ruined it for me

my ultimate favorite character™:

prettiest character:

Miruko, Lady Nagant and Nana

my most hated character:

AFO...

favorite episode:

I'm basic af Izuku versus Shouto is still my fav episode in the anime. 266 & 341 are my fav chapters in the manga

saddest death:

Jin's death is the only fictional death that ever broke me. I cry a lot during character deaths but none of them had the same impact on me that Jin's death had (tho some of that might have to do with how emotionally unstable I was back then)

favorite season:

First cour of s3 tho if s6 keeps up like this it'll probably be my fav

least favorite season:

s4 😩

character that everyone else in the fandom loves, but i hate:

I'm gonna get sent to the chopping block for this but Kirishima, Momo and Tsuyu. To be clear I don't hate them at all but when I first joined the fandom the tags were flooded with posts about how "ThEy'Re ImPoSsIbLe To DiSliKe" and "iF yOu DoN't LiKe ThEm YoU'rE a BaD pErSoN" and my brain took that as a challenge

my ‘you’re piece of trash, but you’re still a fave’ fave:

Ujiko my beloved! 🥰 Keigo qualifies too

my ‘beautiful cinnamon roll who deserves better than this’ fave:

Miruko I'm sorry Hori is too horny to make you an interesting character 😩 Same goes for Momo and Hagakure 😔

my ‘this ship is wrong, nasty, and makes me want to cleanse my soul, but i still love it’ ship:

I don't ship it anymore but there was a time I shipped Shigaraki with Overhaul...

What can I say, I find the jokes abt Overhaul trying, and failing, to be Shiggy's sugar daddy extremely entertaining

my ‘they’re kind of cute, and i lowkey ship them, but i’m not too invested’ ship:

ochamina, minacamie, momokendo, kamimomojirou

#asks #twice/hawks anon #ask game #long post

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JuAli Comic Idea [6-23-2023]

Intro

I showed this JuAli idea to my friends before, I’m glad they liked it hehe. I originally wrote this back in November!

I revamped a JuAli idea I had. Judar and Alibaba kiss with banter

*Note: It’s kinda sexually suggestive and implicitly R-15 (PG-13) rated

I used some lines from Vol. 27 - Ch. 266, and the Vol. 28 - Ch. 278 omake with Judar and haniwa (clay doll) Alibaba. The chapters where he was a sausage shaped haniwa (OoO)

Other

I usually write my ideas down in script dialogue format as potential comic ideas for the future. Also cuz I figured that bolding the names would make things easier to read

I'm busy so Idk when I'll sketch this all out and redraw it properly, but this one tweet generated some ideas in my head that I showed to Cinna and Raisu. Back in November, I roughly wrote the gist of it down, but I felt like adding to it cuz it’s one of my personal faves. It's just kissing but it's kinda suggestive/implicit so y'know.

A little comic idea I had in my head. I showed it to my friends and they really enjoyed it, I'm glad! It's one of my faves too tbh. I first wrote this in November, but I decided to make edits to it. I like writing banter!!!

I actually did some old rough doodles before that was kinda based off this idea! And I totally need to redraw these, but I really like how I drew Judar's expressions. I like practicing sketching expressions hehe

Also someone give Judar a haniwa Alibaba plushie -v-

You can read under the cut if you wanna check out the rest hehe. I wanna post more of my writing ideas here

Some rambles

*Note: Sometimes I just write the dialogue only because I have a good visual imagination, so the dialogue itself is already a good outline to use for potential comic ideas in the future, but I thought it’d be fun to add to it. I write dialogue scripts a lot (whenever the inspiration hits and I’m not doing art).

I’m a visual person, so I mainly do art (and comic idea dialogue scripts as outlines for potential art ideas). A lot of times, when I get ideas, I visualize scenes in my head, so my ideas are written in script dialogue format.

I like writing ideas down so that I don't forget and so that I can still imagine and draw them in the future. I have a good visual imagination, so even if I just write the dialogue, I can imagine what the scene conveys pretty easily.

I was wondering if I should just have short descriptions on a line on its own, just like a play/movie script would, but it’s actually easier for me to read when the name is bolded beside it, so then I know which actions/descriptions are assigned to which character, y’know.

I tend to have certain quirks when writing dialogue scripts

I put descriptions in brackets () beside the name. I decided to make them italics though to differentiate them more, cuz I also use brackets () for character thoughts.

It’s not in this one, but I’ll put a (...) on a line on its own to mark line breaks for scene transitions (or to mark that the scene is still a WIP and I need to add to it)

I’ll put any notes with (*) asterisks.

I bold names so it’s easier to read

Whenever I get hit with sudden blorbo thoughts or inspiration to write ideas, I write them in Notepad or Google Docs, but I also do a lot of reactions and discussions with mutuals/friends. Someone posts something they want to talk about in the chat (ie. animanga/game reactions, AU and art ideas, etc.) and others join in and talk about it if they have time.

A lot of times, I tend to think back on my discussions with friends a lot, because I think they're inspiring and their thoughts help give a lot of insight.

Everyone has so much insightful things to say, so I wanna quote my discussions with my friends here! So some rambles will be in discussion/chat format because I don’t feel like reformatting the post

Discussion I had with friends

This idea was actually based off this LMAO

This silly tweet was my prompt starter

I showed it to Cinna and Raisu hehe. And I’m glad Lumen and Jaqui also liked it too <3 This was our discussion

Me: I wanna say this is JuAli but none of them would talk like that. They would so do this though

Friend: No this is literally Judar he just words it differently lmao

Me: YEAH HE'D JUST WORD IT DIFFERENTLY LMAOOO

Friend: YEA

Me: JuAli's Love-Hate relationship (at first) is soooo interesting to me <33 They're so sen-core they appeal perfectly to my tastes

Me: Oh that tweet makes me want to write dialogue now. Yeah I can draft some JuAli stuff then

Friend: Omg

Friend 2: 😭 THIS MEME IS ALWAYS FUNNY

Me: Thinking about this again so I wrote a thing kinda based off it JuAli but it's kinda suggestive/implicit though

I wrote some ideas based off this. It's literally just them kissing but it's kinda suggestive/sexually implicit so just putting that out there

Friend: VALID LMAO THIS IS PERFECT Completely in-character for Judar

Me: THE WAY I'M IMAGINING IT IS SO. SPICY. NOW KISS!!!

Friend: VALID VALID!!

Friend 3: OMFGGGBVEHEVFBGBH

Me: I actually originally wrote Judar's last line as "Show me the kind of spark that charmed Hakuryuu so much". Because Judar makes an observation in Ch. 266 that Hakuryuu is charmed by Alibaba in the fan-TL :)

But I don't tend to reference other ships in my ship stuff since I usually focus on ships solo. Like in my AU stuff, I tend to focus on just the ship/characters itself.

Like I would rather deal with my multiships in their own separate AUs, since it’s easier for me to work with. Most of the time I just prefer to have my AUs focus on just the ship itself (and occasionally other charas.)

I do love AliHaku though. But I liked that line and it was good, so I still tried to include it though. NGNGNNG. Without mentioning any names, cuz let’s keep this JuAli focused

Friend: OOOH I SEE.... Valid as heck It's a good one

Me: I posted this on main, but I might as well post it again here ^^ For JuAli, I feel like at first, Judar hates Alibaba with so much love. And Judar would just constantly be like "I really don't get this guy at all" and "I don't understand what he's thinking at all!"

I feel like in the early stages of them catching feelies, they’d both be really awkward around each other and constantly headbutt each other…

Judar is verbally harsh (violently tsun) and demands around verbally a LOT, like a needy cat that wants attention and affection. The tsundere catboy bad boy... And I feel like at first, they’d both be really awkward around each other and fluster each other. I think they'd always be pretty competitive with each other (in a playful, fun way) but they'd warm up to each other over time.

I'm busy so Idk when I'll sketch this all out but it was based off this idea I had in my head.

Like with JuAli, I think their games are mostly light-hearted and fun, and enticing and passionate.

Like it emphasizes playful competitiveness, a heavy focus on drawing things out, wanting to enjoy themselves for as long as they can and do their best to make every intimate occasion they have together worth the wait. Everything about their intimacy is energetic and passionate, (just like them!)

Though it's also fun to imagine a bit more rough aggressiveness, rough kisses and biting.

When I imagine the early stages of their relationship/pining I think they'll butt heads more often and it'll be more aggressive, then it'll progress to something very loving and more on the same wave length.

Daily/Hourly accounts

Before the Twitter changes, folks would have daily/hourly accounts dedicated their fave medias, books, poems, etc. They’d put their fave quotes in (or animanga/game screencaps of their faves), have them be posted on intervals. People did it just cuz they wanna assign quotes to their fave charas/ships or have accounts dedicated to them

But then Muskrat’s stankass changes happened... I was thinking it would’ve been cute to have a JuAli daily account post screencaps of either of them from the manga tbh

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I posted 3,819 times in 2022

That's 1,392 more posts than 2021!

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I tagged 3,252 of my posts in 2022

Only 15% of my posts had no tags

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11 notes - Posted December 23, 2022

Super Smash Bros Melee also refers to Luigi as the Man in Green, do with that what you will

The man in green, Luigi, is ready for action! - unlock message

24 notes - Posted February 27, 2022

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Super Mario & Related Fandoms, Mario & Luigi RPG (Video Games), Mario & Luigi: Superstar Saga Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Luigi/Mamekku Ouji | Prince Peasley Characters: Luigi (Nintendo), Mamekku Ouji | Prince Peasley, Various Background Characters Additional Tags: PDA, Mild Embarrassment, Non-derogatory Pet Names, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, New Year's Eve, Midnight Kiss, Romance, Holidays, Slice of Life, -points at Peasley’s flying bean- is dog, didn’t get a chance to show it much but Daisy is Luigi’s BFF and Peasley’s friend, Bowser was invited because I said so Series: Part 1 of Real Luisley Hours Summary:

On the last day of the year, Luigi and his beloved celebrate with friends and each other. With winter fun and midnight kisses, they contemplate the hopeful future ahead of them. Also available on Fanfiction.net, Deviantart, and Wattpad

26 notes - Posted January 23, 2022

Wait a minute... Undyne doesn’t believe Kris when they try to tell her about the Dark World and laughs in their face so hard that she breaks her desk. So they do something to lure the police over to their house by slashing the tires, then make a Dark World themself after learning from Queen that it might be possible for any Lightner to do so. And they did it before the police get there so that they’ll stumble into it.

I always found the gap of time between Toriel calling the police and her falling asleep before they get there odd as it’s a little town so it shouldn’t take that long, and it doesn’t seem as if they came before she fell asleep. Could be busy trying to recatch all those dogs. Maybe Kris is aware that Toriel falls asleep quickly while reading, they even opened the door so that the police could come in. One hole in this idea is, how would they know that Susie would pass out fast too? Might not have been part of the plan but an opportunity they took.

Not sure why they turned on the TV to static, possibly to give the new Dark World something to latch onto as regular living room furniture might not be enough. (Now that I’m thinking about it, all the items that have turned into characters so far are things that children and people touch and interact with using their imagination, like toys, computers, and TVs.)

Is this all to show Undyne and others that something dangerous is happening so they’ll be believed? I’m like, 90% sure that Kris is not The Knight and their intentions aren’t bad.

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My #1 post of 2022

The easiest way to explain Bowser’s height differences in each game is if he’s a sizeshifter, send post

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Fandom: Our Flag Means Death

Title: The Pirate Ship Amends Summary: A post-finale fix-it adventure

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The Pirate Ship Amends

Rating: Mature

A fix-it adventure for 1x10

Stede/Edward

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

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Nandor is a canon bottom and Marwa is looking out for herself and Nadja got rid of that hat. I am happy.

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writing fic like “I’m gonna take this problematic couple and write them so tender”

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My #1 post of 2022

The Pirate Ship Amends

Pairing: Stede/Blackbeard

Rating: Mature

Summary: Journeys begin at lovers meeting, or at least upon reuniting.

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yggmugen · 3 years

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A Look Back in Nakaba POV - #3 Sun May Rest but Shall Rise Again

No more procrastination, I’m gonna finish the promised piece this time!

(I cannot come up with a better title this time so I “steal” the caption once I used for my fanart lol)

Really long time ago I posted this because this is a thing back in the day when people are trying to guess the true identity of Estarossa, and unlike Nakaba thought, there is some people notice this and use this as a critical clue to conclude that Mael=Estarossa theory (or I’d call it a theorem since this is the truth now lol), and I’m glad to see Nakaba give more details in his interview book about how he came up with THE CONSPIRACY:

Translation:

- Did you decide from the very beginning that Estarossa is actually Mael?

Nakaba: No, at first, I only thought Mael as the Ludociel’s younger brother who had been passed away, but it then start to be worth wondering that if Mael is the strongest among Four Archangle, why the strongest one died in the first place?

So after this when I started to come up the setting of The Grace, I thought Ludociel would be “Light”, Sariel would be “Sea”, and Tarmiel would be “Wind”*… Then when I came to the part that the strongest one should be “Sun”, I was like “Huh? Does that overlap with Escanor’s Sunshine?” If I took one more step further from here this would be totally make sense to me. So in this case, the reason behind Escanor’s unusual predominant power should be The Grace owned by Four Archangle, and it’s reasonable that it’s much stronger than a usual magic.

Then there also should be a scenario that Mael without The grace. In the end, I was pretty satisfied with the result to write Mael=Estarossa.

*p.s. Either Nakaba mixed up Sariel and Tarmiel here or there is a typo in the original text or the wielder of Ocean and Tornado changed afterwards

*p.p.s The name of The Grace is different from the actual name in the manga here, as Light -> Flash, Sea -> Ocean, Wind -> Tornado

It’s obvious here that there is a kinda “technique” thing Nakaba used to write a story in a fast-paced weekly manga magazine: to form a frame first and add details into it. In the interview book there is also other examples, such as Matrona’s story is decided when Nakaba wrote Diane’s spinoff, though Matrona was mentioned once back from tons of chapters ago, and the similar situation happened to Jivago (It’s Ban’s fox father but I don’t remember how to spell it correctly lol) that the detailed backstory was written when Ban meet him again, but the name itself was mentioned back in Ban’s spinoff.

Back to the topic, I assume that whole Elizabeth’s flashback stuff (when she was Blackouted by Gowther and stood on the meadow and saw Meliodas or Estarossa it really depends your opinion) also serves a similar role here, that Nakaba used as a frame at that point and try to fill in details afterwards. It’s hard to say, to be honest, that Nakaba was trying to imply Estarossa is a goddess at the beginning as some people state in their theory.

(One of the interesting point I’m so fascinating with is that back in the day when Escanor’s magic proved to be one of The Grace, some fanboys were super mad towards Nakaba because they believe to make Sunshine as Sun is a downgrade to the mighty Escanor since the power itself not mysterious anymore and has its limitation, lol.)

It’s interesting to see Nakaba also share some additional foreshadowing on the whole Mael=Estarossa stuff (besides the goddess statue), including the one most people already know:

(Gowther looks like “I know everything” when Sariel and Tarmiel says they are going to take revenge on Estarossa)

And of course here is a more interesting one that I never saw people mentioned!

Translation:

- In Chapter 266, Estarossa used the skill “Killing Saucer” that is also used by Mael after he turn back.

Nakaba: At this time I’m 100% sure Estarossa would be Mael, so here I depict a skill Mael would use. That’s why this skill looks like the sun.

It does look like the sun after Nakaba points out!

Some part, however, is not the foreshadowing as expected (oops). People sometimes think Ludociel is referring to Mael when he held Elizabeth’s chin and says there are better people for you than Meliodas, and this usually connects with the fact that Estarossa does love Elizabeth, but at that time since Nakaba still thought Mael as a dead dead archangel, so this is not the case:

Translation:

- In Chapter 203, Ludociel says to Elizabeth that “There are better person who is suitable for you…”, does he mean Mael here?

Nakaba: Here it may or may not. At this time Ludociel thought Mael is dead, so he means as long as the person is not a demon, there are better people like Mael for Elizabeth.

It’s possible that Nakaba messed up again here as Ludociel tried to contact Nerobasta to call Mael over later in the story, but it’s more likely that as Nakaba stated, he once only thought Mael as a passed away archangel so here Ludociel is not referring to his sibling. Another Nakaba inconsistency wow.

One last thing, is there anyone who wants to see Mael using Rebellion?

Translation:

- In Chapter 177 Estarossa used Rebellion. Is that a skill that Mael know how to use, or is this specific for Estarossa?

Nakaba: I haven’t decided this yet, but it makes sense that he know how to use this from the very beginning if you think in this way that the seven swords are used to destroy the seven hearts a demon had.

But here rather than came up with some skill setting, what I want to focus on is the impact of the drawing. Instead of using one sword to stab and blood-splash seven times, I thought seven swords stabbing at a time would be more interesting. By the way, the name itself is a cultural reference to the movie Rebellion*.

*p.s. “Rebellion” is the Japanese title for the movie Equilibrium.

Hmm, maybe next time!

All pictures are from Nakaba’s interview book and if you are interested in you can get it here.

~ A Look Back in Nakaba POV series : 1 2

#The Seven Deadly Sins #nanatsu no taizai #Mael #Estarossa #Nakaba POV series #Rebellion #because I LOVE Rebellion!

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bbq-hawks-wings · 3 years

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What was the fandom like after Hawks killed Twice? I joined after Supernatural ended.

So this is just my perspective on the fandom drama as I was going through it. My experiences may not be typical of everyone, even other Hawks stans, but this was how it went down for me.

An important thing to keep in mind is that there were two major groups of "Hawks stans" at this time - one that wanted him to side with the League and betray the heroes (and this was a huge portion of vocal and popular stans at the time) and one side that believed in what's clearly now the canon direction of him remaining loyal to the heroes which was at least considerably less vocal about their theories on where canon would go.

Up to the Hawks/Twice fight there was so much back and forth about whether he would switch sides because that first group I mentioned earlier also happened to be mostly those kind of extreme LoV stans that believed they were revolutionists out to make the world a better place and were the true, secret protagonists of the story; and thus Hawks, an undeniable victim of the toxicity of Hero Society, turning his back on the heroes would prove their belief that the heroes were unequivocally corrupt and evil and that justice was on the side of the League of Villains.

Surprise! That's not what happened.

The fight between Hawks and Twice translated into mess within fandom to begin with and only got worse when Twice was subsequently killed and Dabi came after him. But then something awful in real life happened to make it worse:

The video of George Floyd's death went viral only days before chapter 266 dropped - a real life incident that stoked the fires for discussion about corruption of law enforcement and the use of deadly force on a suspect/perpetrator.

For a minute it didn't just feel like fandom hell, I felt like there was an actual war about to happen in fandom that I hoped was going to stay within the confines of the internet but I also worried that some might fall into the deep end.

People screamed and some "canon compliant" fans were threatened and harassed from people who were on "the other team." Some of those harrased went dark and left the fandom because of it. Indiscriminately, the angry group lashed out at anyone who remotely defended Hawks or the heroes, calling us bootlickers, apologists, and the absolute cream of the crop that shows you how bad it got:

There were angry fans who blatantly broadcasted a "joke" - "true Hawks stans support the extrajudicial murder of mentally ill people." This actually happened, and people were getting hate anons constantly over the topic for a while.

I'm not even kidding when I say this straight hatred was everywhere and had nothing to do with the real life political beliefs, or real life experiences of those who sided with heroes and everything to do with the fact that Hawks betrayed the League (like we always knew he was going to) and because those fans couldn't really take out their anger on a fictional character they decided to take it out on real people instead.

Most of us just ducked our heads and stayed out of the tags as we waited for it to be over.

But the good news is that even though the Hawks/Twice discourse STILL hasn't died out yet, the fandom is much safer again with the new wave that came in right about the time you joined, anon! The new fans who hadn't been steeped so long in the still-small social climate of the Hawks Stan community were unapologetic in their defense of him after they saw the discourse blow up, and now it's honestly so much better because of it. Yes, we still have people mischaracterizing Hawks; but that's nothing compared to the outright warpath some fans were on. Some of us older stans had to outlearn the bad habit of defending him and correcting every post character bashing Hawks, but it's a small price to pay for the fans we have now that love him so much.

Long story short, you newer stans are my heroes; and I'm so glad to share my previously tiny fandom space with you all! I feel in much better company now.

#she speaks

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asukaskerian · 3 years

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monthly word count - november

TOTAL: 7 224 eh. not unexpected. :X POSTED: zilch. IN PROGRESS -bloodsport chapter 4 (1 266 words) (i keep starting and stopping and starting and stopping aaaa) -suburban ot4 (3 095 words) (this is a lot of snippets here and there as i try to bridge gaps. it's weirdly nice to be able to do that because i haven't posted any of it yet. at the same time if it wasn't something i'm writing just for me and not expecting other people to love the lack of feedback would be so discouraging XD) -cherry wine chapter... 5? i think. and a little bit of six. (2 863 words)

-- bloodsport -- The spaceship docked in the hangar didn't look Quincy in style, but it didn't look Arrancar either. Humanity had spread out across a lot of planets, though. Grimmjow could recognize the main thrust of it -- one of the Rukon diaspora worlds -- but he was not going to pin down the precise planet of origin off the top of his head. A lot more weapons on it than the usual Quincy rich-and-flaunting-it type, at any rate. Quincies seemed to think that if they couldn't deal with space attacks with their superior psychic blasts that they deserved to die or some shit. (Not that they ever did. Kinda hurt to admit it but the assholes' sterling-silver focus arrays kept them more dangerous than any reactor-fed cannon in the market.) Really odd. It wasn't like the Quincy fleet was lacking in smaller vessels. Half of the last battles had taken place on Earth, with land troops and local guerilla factions. A lot of the fleet hadn't even had time to get in the air. "Admitting weakness to look too pitiable to attack," Charlotte mused as they all lined up to wait for the hatch to open, "or trying to visually separate themselves from the supremacist faction, or...?" Or unassuming, and friendly, and in the same power class as his Kurosaki. "Being tricky," Grimmjow decided. "Ballsy enough to bring their heir in their baggage?" "He was weak," Luppi countered. "In her place I'd bring him as a bribe." Pfft. Possible. That they were family didn't count a ton, from what he'd ever remarked from high-caste assholes. The more money and power in play and the less you could count on blood bonds and all that shit. But Kurosaki and Ishida had been hanging out together, on that mission, even outside orders to pair up for patrol. It was already a good while ago, and Grimmjow hadn't paid him much mind at the time, but that Ishida's reaction to that half-assed blackmail story... Nah. "Stiff ain't the same as weak. Guy had a serious temper. He wasn't docile enough to come along nicely if he thought he was gonna get sold off to us, so he's here under her protection, so she thinks she can." A quiet snort. "If she's related to old Ywhach she ain't gonna need much in the way of focus arrays, so there might still be some under the plating." "I come in peace, but do try to bite, it'll be funny?" Dordoni asked. "Heh. That sounds interesting -- ah, there they are." -- suburban ot4 -- Is he keeping them up? Fuck. He hesitates in the entryway, jacket half opened. "Grimmjow? Is that you?" "Nope, it's your union-appointed cat burglar," he shoots back without thinking, because -- that was Kurosaki Ichigo. Weird thuds and wriggly noises happen, and then a thundering of feet, and Nelliel appears at the door to the living room, staring with owl eyes and imperious eyebrows. Her clothes are askew and her wavy hair all over the place, and well, he has a thought. For like half a second. Then he smirks. "You got stuck in the couch, huh." "--fuck you." She closes her gaping mouth, scowling harder with her cheeks puffed up. "How dare you malign me like this." "Orihime tried to pull her up and almost landed on her," Nerd Glasses Kurosaki says, peering from the side of the doorway, and then Karate Kurosaki pops up under his chin, and all three of them ogle impatiently at him as he sits there on the step trying to pull his boot free. "Cat burglars have a union now?" "Why do you think I came in through the ground floor? We got safety standards now." "Aww, that's kind of taking the romance out of it," Karate Kurosaki bemoans, and crouches and makes grabby hands the way she does for her kid, for him to give her his feet. "... Uh. I'm good." Grimmjow gives a good yank and plops his boot in the corner, weirdly embarrassed, trying not to boggle at the thought of her pulling hard as she can and flying ass over teakettle when it finally gives. "Thanks. Yeah." He's already halfway through getting pulled to his feet by the time he even realizes Nerd Glasses Kurosaki was holding out his hand to him. "So?!" Nelliel demands, feet planted, surprisingly frazzled. He could tease or drag it on but all that comes out is "Yeah, I got it," not quite as naturally casual as he was trying for. A weird note of awkwardness slipping in. He wants to scratch at his head and shrugs instead, but then he's getting his neck cracked in three places. She's up on the step and he's still down in the entrance; it feels different from a normal hug, more enveloping somehow. It's warm. At Nelliel's shoulders both of their hosts are smiling at him. "This is great! Ooh, I'm so relieved--" "Yeah, yeah," Nerd Glasses Kurosaki says, humoring his wife, and flicks him a lopsided smile even as he turns her by the shoulders. "Let's stop blocking the way for a minute though. Good job," he throws over his shoulder, leaving Grimmjow to have a private cuddly moment with his -- whatever Nelliel is to him. He feels a burst of embarrassed gratefulness for the privacy; he buries his face in her neck, breathing out finally. "I got it, fuck." -- cherry wine chapter 5 -- "Dressing someone else is best done with the person in question nearby," she mused apropos of nothing, like she hadn't just about said 'lest you commit regrettable fashion faux-pas' out loud. ... Like dressing Tobirama in forest greens, he couldn't help but think, and narrowed his eyes. (Tobirama's skin was almost translucent in places, tinged a rosy pink and veins showing blue. Yellower greens would probably turn him into a walking, rotting corpse.) He walked back his suspicion, poking at it from another couple of angles. She'd been around to watch the confrontation, about Tobirama (though really more about the Fuma wanting to cause trouble and only managing this half-assed little squabble; underwhelming and therefore suspicious.) The current big Uchiha scandal meanwhile was also related to Tobirama, but... She knew who he was shopping for, and was considering the result of his trip important enough to get in his face to gather more intel. So she was going to sabotage his purchase, or undermine it somehow. It would be as simple as having something identical or better offered first, before the meeting, so theirs would seem poorly researched or lazy or just disappointing now that the surprise was spent. Which meant he was wasting his time out here. "I didn't say I was dressing anyone else either." He smiled. "That would be extremely presumptuous, wouldn't it? Considering." "Considering?" Nishi mumbled to her sister, quietly enough that Izuna could have easily pretended not to hear her at all. He grinned instead. "Well! Depending on the context, spending a year's salary to dress someone in a long-sleeved kimono would carry a strong expectation of being allowed to undress them." He beamed straight at her, teeth out and eyelids draped a touch too low to be anything but smug. "Rather a waste of money, wouldn't you agree?" For the briefest instant, as he watched, sharingan on the verge of emerging, he could see her affable, disinterested expression tighten, he could feel a tendril of killing intent twang in the air between them. A waste of money, because he'd already gotten it for free.

#teaser #ABO quest

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shijiujun · 4 years

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[ENG] History3: Trapped Novel - Chapter Nine

Translation Masterpost can be found here

Disclaimer: Translations are entirely mine - these are not official translations and some phrases have been changed for better English interpretation so you’ll definitely see better/different translations elsewhere. Also keeping in mind when we translated this we aren’t exactly thinking about the style of writing and this translation is as close to the novel as we can make it XD So yes, some parts may be a little awkward to read. And yes some teeny weeny details and words may not turn up in the translation because the Chi to Eng mind acrobatics didn’t work out. If you see asterisks, scroll all the way to the bottom for notes!

Full chapter below the cut

Note: JFC I AM FINALLY DONE WITH THIS DAMN THING, BYE H3T NOVEL CRIES I DONT WANT TO BE PLAGUED BY THIS ANYMORE HAHAHA - Also give the masterpost a few hours, I need to update the new links with my new username ARGH - History3:Trapped novel translations are now COMPLETED (with the exception of terrible sex scenes).

This was a muchhhh longer chapter than usual (more than 30 pages) + gosh I have a lot of things to say about the sex scenes because they’re just totally not logical but never mind I’m glad to like be done with this hahaha. It’s dragged on for long enough!

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Chapter Nine

Inside the abandoned warehouse

Chen Wen Hao and Tang Yi have their guns trained on each other, and at the same time, they are staring at Shao Fei in shock, who just said ‘Chen Wen Hao is your father’.

“Don’t panic, the evidence is in my pocket.”

Shao Fei holds up both his hands, and then slowly reaches into the pocket of his jacket with one, pulling out two pieces of paper folded together, and looks at Tang Yi and Chen Wen Hao.

“One of these is the birth certificate from the hospital, and the other is the note you wrote to Li Zhen-jie.”

Chen Wen Hao’s expression morphs entirely, and then he turns to his henchmen and says, “All of you go outside and wait for me.”

The men guarding Chen Wen Hao’s safety put down their guns and then head outside to the open space outside of the warehouse.

“The both of you put down your guns first, so you won’t regret in case you misfire, and then listen to me finish speaking, okay?”

Both men in confrontation with each other exchange looks, and then keep their weapons at the same time.

Shao Fei heaves a sigh of relief, and continues explaining, “I found these two things in Li Zhen-jie’s belongings, and I also went to Tang Yi’s adoptive father to confirm it. Tang Yi, you were born on 21st October 1990, and Chen Wen Hao, you began serving your sentence in February 1990, and when Li Zhen-jie went to visit you, the date was 17th May 1990.”

Realising what this means, Chen Wen Hao’s eyes go wide, and he mumbles, “It cannot be… this is impossible… Li Zhen told me she aborted our child, so it can’t be…”

In the third month of pregnancy, the mother will begin to feel nauseous and most due dates are calculated 266 days after confirmation of the pregnancy date, that means if Li Li Zhen was already pregnant before Chen Wen Hao entered prison, then the expected due date indeed would have fallen somewhere in October.

Chen Wen Hao rushes over suddenly, gripping at Shao Fei’s shirt collar tight, “Are you using this to make me spare Tang Yi because you knew Li Zhen visited me in jail before?”

Shao Fei is almost entirely breathless from the tight grip, but still continues with his answer, the closest thing to the truth after piecing all the clues together, “I don’t know what Li Zhen-jie said to you in jail when she met you, all I know is that after she visited you, she applied for a year long break, and this is unusual for a workaholic like her.”

“And after she returned to her post, she never once applied for long leaves and did not get married either, so there’s only one possibility left. Tang Yi, is yours and Li Zhen-jie’s son.”

“Son… I have a son… a son…” Chen Wen Hao repeats dumbly, loosening his grip on Shao Fei’s shirt collar.

As if juxtaposing Chen Wen Hao’s helplessness at this moment, Tang Yi seems as cold and calm as he always is, “So what if this is true?”

“Tang Yi, Li Zhen-jie may not be a good mother, but she was loving you in her own way. When you ran away from home when you were 12, she immediately went South to search for you, but still lost all clues of where you went.”

Tang Yi’s lips curve up in a sneer, “I only have three family members in this life. My adoptive mother, Tang-ye and Hong Ye. Everyone else are unrelated strangers to me.”

“Tang Yi…” Shao Fei softly calls his name, his heart aching as he looks at Tang Yi’s expression, trying to suppress the pain.

“Tang-ye is the most important person in my life, he is my father… and you, you’re only a murderer who took him away from my side!”

He says the word ‘murderer’ through gritted teeth, slides his gun out from his waist, and points it at the murderer he managed to draw out after four years. Seeing this, Shao Fei immediately puts himself in front of the gun.

“No, I didn’t kill him. I didn’t.”

Chen Wen Hao has not yet calmed from the emotions of guilt he is feeling, and then he looks at his son who’s pointing a gun at him, shocked.

“You’re lying!” Tang Yi looks at the man in front of him angrily. “I remember your face very clearly, you’re the one who killed Tang-ye, it’s you!”

“It’s true that I was there to look for Tang Guo Dong, because I wanted to question him, to ask him why he had to sabotage me like this? But I didn’t kill him. When I reached the scene I only saw him pass something to Li Zhen, and then there were two gunshots, and they fell to the ground, their blood spilling out…”

Chen Wen Hao has his face in his hands, filled with guilt and anguish.

“If you’re not the murderer then why are you trying to have me silenced? Why did you bring a gun there?”

“I’d only just witnessed them being shot and then I saw you, if it you were me, wouldn’t you take your gun out to defend yourself? As for that gun… yes, I wanted to kill him. These twenty years, I hanged on because of my hatred for Tang Guo Dong, and now you’re telling me, the person that I’ve wanted revenge on is not Tang Guo Dong’s bastard son, but my son? I don’t even know who I should vent my hatred on now, why did my life turn into this?”

“Are you done?” Tang Yi immediately unlocking the safety on his gun, and then to Shao Fei who is blocking his way, he snarls, “Get out of the way!”

The person in front of him does not move, however, raising his chin instead and staring at Tang Yi head-on, “If the murderer really is Chen Wen Hao, then why would he have stayed put after he killed them? Besides, even if he did have a reason to kill Tang Guo Dong, he definitely wouldn’t have killed Li Zhen-jie.”

“…”

At the flawless argument, even through his anger, Tang Yi finds himself frozen to the spot, before he finally lets his right hand, which is holding onto the gun, fall back to his side.

“Chen Wen Hao, I’m not taking your life (now), and when I find evidence to prove that you are the murderer, I will kill you myself!”

Once he’s done, he turns and leaves.

“Tang Yi!”

Shao Fei quickly chases after him, and attempts to hug him from the back to calm down the man whose emotions are teetering on the edge of a breakdown, but the other shakes him off, hard.

“Meng Shao Fei! You know how long I have been waiting for this day, why did you stop me? Why?”

“Because he’s not the murderer.”

“You!”

With his raised arm, the fist that is about to descend is retracted at the last moment, and instead lands heavily on the car engine’s top, the sound deafening. He then pushes away the Shao Fei who stopped him repeatedly previously, sitting in the driver’s seat and stepping on the accelerator, leaving the long-time abandoned warehouse at high speeds.

“Tang Yi…”

Shao Fei follows after him shakily, and can only watch the other drive away, standing in the same spot.

Tang household

The door is slowly pushed open to reveal a room shrouded in darkness. A man sits unmoving like a statue at the end of the bed, and with an aching heart, Shao Fei walks over, opening his arms to embrace the angry and anguished Tang Yi.

“I’m sorry… I know it’s hard for you to accept this…”

This is why when he discovered the truth, he was hesitant, because the truth would hurt the person he cares about the most.

“I don’t care if Chen Wen Hao is my biological father or not, only Tang-ye is the most important person in my life.”

“I know, so all the more we need to find the real murderer, right? Ah-“

Tang Yi pulls Shao Fei onto the bed with force, using his firm chest to cover Shao Fei’s back.

“If you don’t want this, push me away.”

The hot puff of breath coming straight from his throat comes into contact with a spot behind Shao Fei’s ear, and this is the last chance he’s giving his partner to flee from him.

Shao Fei is pressed face first on the bed, and he can even feel the other’s hardness at his butt, “I’m drenched in sweat all over, how about you let me go take a shower first… mmn…”

He’s flipped over and with his face turned up, Shao Fei looks at Tang Yi in a room that is not illuminated by any lights except for the moonlight.

Their breaths become increasingly harsh, and through their tightly pressed bodies, they can feel the other’s breaths and heartbeats with every rise of their chests.

Tang Yi supports his weight with a hand against the bed, and looks at the person lying down, “Push me away, or shall I continue? You pick one.”

The ends of Shao Fei’s mouth curve, and then he reaches up to grip at the man’s shirt, tugging him downwards until he’s right in front of him.

He answers, “Continue.”

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“Tang Yi…”

Their tightly pressed lips slide across each other’s, the dryness turning wet with the saliva coming from the sides of the mouths, and Shao Fei never once realised that he had such an intense thirst for making love.

But perhaps he was wrong, because the other person wasn’t the person meant for him, and just like before, he never thought that one day, he would fall in love with another man. A man who’s built exactly like him.

“Sss… ha….”

Deeply inhaling after exhaling the carbon dioxide in the lobes of his lungs through the gaps between his teeth, he emits a sound left to everyone’s imaginations.

Tang Yi loosens the hands cupped around the sides of Shao Fei’s face, and gazes deeply at the eyes which have chased after him for the past four years, unwilling to give up.

“What’re you looking at me for?”

Shao Fei wants to flee, and yet cannot help but fall into himself that he sees (reflected) in Tang Yi’s eyes. How contradictory. Is this what loving someone else is like? It’s like holding a raw egg in the palm of his hands, afraid of losing grip if he holds on too lightly, but also afraid to crush it if he holds on too tightly. His heart is just like a dandelion floating in the air. It flies with the breeze from time to time, and lands without the help of the wind.

“Thankfully, I didn’t kill you then.”

He does not deny that there were a few times, Tang Yi wanted to make the cumbersome thing that was Shao Fei disappear with the simplest but also most violent way, and he is thankful to the him who decided to change his mind, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to have Meng Shao Fei in the future. At this moment, this is a Meng Shao Fei he cannot bear to let go.

Shao Fei’s mouth curves in a smile, and he compliments himself, “What a pity it would have been to kill me, you would have one less person to argue with you, and no one would point out your flaws right in your face, like I do!”

Tang Yi once again kisses the mouth that is still moving, but it’s different this time as the kiss is deeper, hotter.

“Hmm… Tang… Tang Yi…”

The tongue that slid into his mouth is exploring every inch and sensitive crevice, making sure that Shao Fei is filled with his own scent inside and out.

His competitive spirit is piqued, and Shao Fei unceremoniously returns the favour with equal fervour. His hands reach out towards Tang Yi’s back, and he tightens his hold behind the other’s neck. Pushing the tongue that’s marking its territory inside his mouth back into Tang Yi’s own mouth, he draws out the other man’s desire more passionately.

“Hnn…”

A satisfied moan sounds from his throat, akin to the purrs of a large-sized cat.

Changing the direction of their kiss endlessly, they don’t stop until they slowly run out of breath. Tang Yi’s smile is indulgent, his thumb swiping at the saliva stained on Shao Fei’s lips.

“I’ve underestimated you after all.”

Thinking that Tang Yi is praising the way he took initiative in the kiss earlier, Shao Fei smugly answers, “This is nothing, I’m like this, once I’ve decided on something, I definitely will get it.”

“No, what I mean is, I definitely underestimated you-“

Tang Yi grabs the wrist of the other’s dominant right hand and guides it to the lower half of his body until Shao Fei’s palm is pressed against the part of his body which has already hardened in reaction, before answering fully.

“-how much you tempt me.”

“…”

Because of this, Shao Fei’s ears turn red immediately, obviously visible on both sides of his face.

“What about you?”

“Don’t, don’t say anymore!”

He immediately curls backwards but is unable to avoid the palm that is already pressed against that spot between his legs, separated by the material of his light blue denim jeans. On the already hardened spot, Tang Yi rubs, his hand moving up and down.

“You’re hard too.”

Tang Yi’s tone reveals delight as he says this. Knowing that it is not only just his one-sided attraction to the man, Tang Yi grabs onto the hardened member under Shao Fei’s pants with pride, feeling Shao Fei’s thirst for him and also coming clean with how much he wants Shao Fei.

“Of course, it’d be weird if I wasn’t hard from our intense kiss earlier.”

Shao Fei turns his face away out of embarrassment at having his cock caressed like this under his jeans, but ends up revealing his red ears to Tang Yi. As a predator, just like a large feline creature, Tang Yi naturally is not willing to miss out on this opportunity, and so he opens his mouth and with his sharp teeth, he targets Shao Fei’s left ear, and bites down.

“A-hah!” Shao Fei startles at the pain, inadvertently making a pornographic sound.

A tongue delves into Shao Fei’s sensitive ear, and the wet sounds as Tang Yi licks at his skin causes his member to fully harden.

“Tang… Tang Yi…”

“Hmm?”

Tang Yi responds to the other’s soft call in a deep, nasal tone lazily, his sharp teeth rubbing against the soft spots of Shao Fei’s ear. This thrill, which he both anticipates and is afraid of, makes Shao Fei’s body shudder again and again.

“You… can’t be…” he swallows, then asks, testing the waters, “…thinking of topping me, can you?”

Sexual intercourse between two men means that one of them has to be on the receiving end, unlike sex between a male and a female, where the male is always the one driving the desire of the other.

“If not? You want to top me?” Tang Yi asks, laughing as he frees Shao Fei’s left ear from his teeth, and turning Shao Fei’s face towards himself.

“Who said that I must definitely be under you? I can-“

“Shh,” Tang Yi says, his eyes curved as he puts up a finger to Shao Fei’s lips.

“Of course I’ll be topping you, because I began loving you way before your confession on the hospital rooftop.”

“When?”

“The abandoned hut in the mountains, do you remember? The things you said to me.”

“Tang Yi, you genuinely want to leave the underworld and that’s why you’re trying to reform, right?”

“I’m using this as a ruse and pretending to go legal, but in actual fact I am-“

“My bad, I was too full of myself to just think you were like that… Tang Yi, I’m sorry!”

“…”

“Hey, I’ve already said so much, you should at least give me a response?”

“This is the first time I’ve seen a monkey capable of reflecting on himself.”

“Hey! Who’re you calling a monkey? I’m telling you, even if you are sincere in wanting to reform I will still be watching you. As long as you use any illegal methods, I will still arrest you and throw you into jail!”

“You’ll keep watching me?”

“Yes! Watching you! Using both my eyes to watch you!”

“Okay, then I’ll let you always, always, always watch me.”

“From then on, I realised that when I look at you, I experience a different kind of emotion.”

It was just that at that time, he still did not understand that this was a sign of a budding love quietly planting itself his heart.

“It was then,” Shao Fei looks at Tang Yi in disbelief.

He thought he was fated for a rejection after having loved Tang Yi first, and in the end, the person who fell in love first was actually Tang Yi.

“Okay! I admit defeat, I’ll let you top me.”

There is no winning or losing in love, there is only whether he is willing or not. And he is both willing and accepting of this.

“Don’t worry and give yourself to me, I definitely won’t disappoint you with my skills.”

—

“Ah…. Hah….”

Shao Fei sits at the head of the Super King bed, biting at his bottom as he watches Tang Yi, who has his face buried in the lower half of his body. The man is like a devout follower, crouching between his separated legs, which have long been divested of his jeans and underwear, thrown to the floor next to the bed. Just like how they do it in dramas, whenever sex happens, the floor is always littered with clothing items.

“If you’re uncomfortable, remember to tell me.”

After the reminder, Tang Yi once again buries his head between Shao Fei’s legs, gripping onto his upright member and using his tongue to lick at the sensitive head.

“Ahah…” Shao Fei opens his mouth and inhales at this.

He’s never had a girlfriend and could only ever use both his hands to satisfy his desires. Even though he has seen this image thousands of times, he has only been able to see this on several unsavoury sites. Who knew that when he is surrounded by someone’s mouth, the feeling would be this pleasurable. Being licked by a wet tongue triumphs over the satisfaction he feels when he masturbates by hand.

“Tang… Tang Yi…”

He can only call the other’s name repeatedly, just like a child who has just learnt to speak, his mind going increasingly hot, speechless.

“Hnn, mnn-hmm…”

Tang Yi retracts his tongue and then swallows the hard organ whole. Although Shao Fei’s size is not huge, it still fills up every crevice of his mouth.

“Ahah… oh god… oh god…”

His hardened member is suddenly engulfed by a hot and wet place and as it ventures deeper and deeper into the mouth, and because of Tang Yi’s gag reflex leading to the uncontrollable contractions of the throat, his red tip is being tightly squeezed. The pleasure rushes up suddenly from his groin, and he almost has an out-of-body experience from this.

His ten fingers are curled up in Tang Yi’s hair; he wants to push away the head that is making repeated bobbing motions, but is also unable to resist pressing the back of Tang Yi’s head forward whenever he moves downwards, all to get further into the deeper parts of his mouth.

The pressure on the back of Tang Yi’s head is too forceful, but Tang Yi resists his gag reflex from having this hard cock down his throat with only a furrow of his brows, as he continues to draw out Shao Fei’s pleasure.

“Ah… Ahah… Ahah….”

Not enough, it’s not enough!

He wants more, he wants it deeper, he wants to feel even greater pleasure!

His brain and loud thoughts drive Shao Fei’s body to lift up his waist and send his member into the deepest part of Tang Yi’s throat as he presses on the back of the other’s head.

“Mmhm-“

“Ahah… ahah… ah-“

The lines between Shao Fei’s eyebrows deepen as he gradually loses control over his movements. Tang Yi does not stop Shao Fei’s almost-violent motions until Shao Fei loses himself entirely in a thrust and shouts, a thick liquid spilling into his mouth.

Finally spent, his raised hips naturally drop back onto the bed in its original position, and the movement has his softened member sliding out of Tang Yi’s mouth after his release.

Tang Yi turns over, opening his mouth and coughing incessantly to expel the mixture of cum and saliva lodged deep in the back of his throat. It drips onto the floor next to he bed, sliding down Tang Yi’s mouth and jaw.

“Tang Yi! Tang Yi are you okay?”

After Shao Fei calms his harsh breaths, he finally realises how despicable his earlier actions were and immediately sits up. Feeling guilty, his arm goes around Tang Yi’s shoulder as he looks at the man he loves, hurting for him.

“Why didn’t you stop me?”

Tang Yi lifts his left arm and wipes away the traces of Shao Fei’s release left on his mouth and jaw, then seriously says, “As long as it’s something you want to do, I will not stop you.”

It doesn’t matter if it was Shao Fei’s relentless chase throughout the past four years, or his almost violent actions during sex.

“You! Damn it!”

Tightly clenched fists strike against the soft bed, and his heart lurches, biting at his lower lip. Then, Shao Fei hooks his hands around Tang Yi’s neck as they fall backwards, hard.

The bed makes a twinge of protest at the force of their weights.

Tang Yi stares at Shao Fei who’s trapped under him, waiting for the other to tell him why he’s acting like that.

“Tang Yi you listen to me! No matter how much I say it hurts later, you’re not allowed to stop. I want to use everything I have, and love you fully!”

The ends of Tang Yi’s mouth curve upwards, and then seductively he says, “If you dare to seduce me, then you must be responsible for putting out the fire.”

“Who’s scared of who? At most I will just ask for leave from the station tomorrow!”

“Meng Shao Fei…”

“What?”

“Remember to call in sick for a few more days.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m very certain that when you’re able to leave this bed, it’ll be at least two days later.”

“Fuck! Mmm-hmm-“

Tang Yi, I regret it already! Let me go!

Tang Yi!

—

“Remove your hands!” Tang Yi orders, glaring at Shao Fei who is using his hands to cover his face.

“I don’t want… it’s… hah…. it’s so embarrassing…”

His ankles are caught in Tang Yi’s hands, his legs spread wide and his butt lifted up as Tang Yi’s cock forcefully thrusts inwards, emitting wet sounds. Because this position allows him to clearly see this secret spot, a spot which his fingers have never come into contact with in the past 30 years, and yet it is this very same spot that is being driven hard into repeatedly by another man’s hardened cock.

“Ah… ah…. Tang Yi… you… don’t…. you’re too much… a…hah…”

Damn it! How is this guy’s stamina so good?

“Remove your hands!” Tang Yi frowns.

He likes seeing the way Shao Fei’s face is flushed red because of him, the expression he’s making as he is in trapped the depths of lovemaking, out of control.

“Ah-ah!”

Another deep thrust and Shao Fei cries out even louder than before.

“Meng Shao Fei!”

He warns in a low growl. On this planet, it is only this person who would dare to oppose him twice in a row.

“Ahah… jerk… Tang Yi you’re a fucking jerk-“

Shao Fei removes his hands from his face, and with what he thinks is a fierce gaze, he glares at the man who’s thrusting into his body. Tang Yi licks at the corner of his mouth and smiles, satisfied, “It’s a really nice expression, why would you hide it?”

His hips are aching and his legs hurt from the intense workout, and Shao Fei doesn’t know that what he thinks is a powerful frightening expression, looks like a tiny cat with its claws out to Tang Yi. Cute, and it makes Tang Yi want to bite him, hard. And so he does as he wishes, loosening the hold he has around Shao Fei’s ankles, letting both of Shao Fei’s legs fall back onto the bed, and then he lowers his body and bites hard on Shao Fei’s left nipple.

“Hmm… you… you bit me!!”

“Only you, Meng Shao Fei, would dare to let me repeat the same instruction thrice.”

With both hands on each side of Shao Fei’s waist, and different from the heavy and intense thrusts from earlier, Tang Yi settles into a slower rhythm. In this tightly filled channel, Tang Yi’s cock is well lubricated with the help of pre-cum left inside, and with the tip of his alarmingly-sized member, he unceremoniously strikes against Shao Fei’s prostate.

He drives Shao Fei’s pleasure towards the peak again and again, but before he can truly reach it, Tang Yi would retreat. Shao Fei, who is pressed under him, is just like that rock which is endlessly pushed by Hercules in Greek mythology as he is unable to obtain the highest pleasure from this.

“Hah… hah-ah… Tang Yi you… you… purposely… ha-ah, you purposely-“

“It’s so difficult to serve Officer Meng. If I fuck you too hard, you say you’re embarrassed, and now that I’m fucking you slowly, you say it’s not enough. Unless… this body, instead of me treating it gently, you wish for me to torture you mercilessly?”

“Shut… shut up…”

Absolutely not intending to admit that he does indeed want to be fucked hard, into his deepest parts, Shao Fei is almost driven insane by this slow friction. Biting at his lips and staring at the evil man, he curses him in the back of his mind, and then suddenly hugs his arms around Tang Yi’s neck, using a grappling technique to hook his legs behind Tang Yi’s back.

Tang Yi squints, looking at Shao Fei, who has attacked him with such a move.

“Damn it! Since you won’t move, I’ll move!”

With that said, he lifts his butt upwards and takes the initiative to ride Tang Yi’s cock with his soft entrance. Although it’s very tiring and almost impossible for him, it at least makes him feel good.

“Ha… ah…. ah…..”

Using his hole to rub against the hard member, Shao Fei finally finds the uncomfortable sensation being alleviated. But… it’s not enough…

“Ah-ah… Tang Yi… help me… hurry up and help me… It’s not… enough like this… ah…hah… it’s not enough….”

“Beg me.”

“I beg you, I beg…”

“Beg me to fuck you?”

“Yes… I can’t, I can’t take it anymore, hurry…. hurry up and fuck me, fuck me hard, ah-ah…”

Shao Fei shakes his head, scattering the hair strands on his forehead, stuck there by sweat.

Finally hearing the other man’s initiative, his hands lock around Shao Fei’s waist, and then Tang Yi thrusts heavily into the spot that will make Shao Fei cry out the loudest.

—

Having completed their intense lovemaking, both men lie on the bed on their sides facing each other.

“I can’t, I’m going to sleep first, goodnight,” Shao Fei yawns, and then shuts his eyes.

“Sleep then! Goodnight.”

Tang Yi looks at his lover’s face, and recalls what Tang-ye said to him before…

“Xiao Tang, one of these days there’ll be that person that will make you understand what a marvellous feeling it is to live a simple and normal life.”

At that time, he didn’t believe Lao Tang’s words at all. To him, being normal means allowing oneself to be bullied, and he does not want to be bullied anymore. Thus, he needs to become stronger, until no one dares to hinder his way and stop him from doing what he wants to do.

“Tang Yi! I’m chasing you for life!”

But there is indeed one such person, who stumbled his way into his tightly guarded heart, who said this to him standing on the hospital’s rooftop as he pointed at him.

“Tang Yi.”

“Hmm?”

“Can you give me a wish?”

“Okay.”

“I wish that I will be at your side for every birthday from now on, and with me around, you’ll no longer be alone.”

He thought it would be a lonely birthday, but instead he received a cake that made him so touched, a cake made personally by Shao Fei, even though it didn’t look very nice. And…

The third birthday wish, promising the rest of his life to Tang Yi.

“Lao Tang, I finally believe in what you said.”

Tang Yi’s mouth curves in a faint smile. He caresses at Shao Fei’s lips with his finger, and repeats what he said told Shao Fei before…

“Meng Shao Fei, you made my life so different. You made me experience warmth again, so I hope you live on well, for my sake.”

“Also, I love you. I really, really, love you.”

At a riverbank

“Why did you arrange to meet?” Yan Zheng Qiang asks, his back facing another person who is approaching from behind him.

“I just wanted to tell Sir that my previous mission is over.”

The man with red hair responds to the other person standing at the riverbank with a seemingly harmless smile on his face. Yan Zheng Qiang turns, and considers Jack, who has delivered a USB into his hands.

“This includes all of Xing Tian Meng’s information, and also what you care about the most, Chen Wen Hao’s current list of deals and channels.”

“The information has been verified?”

“Of course.”

“You’re as good as expected, it’s not a waste of the station to hire you at high costs.”

Jack smiles and accepts the other’s compliment, then says, “Since this mission is already over, let’s talk about our next one, I believe Interpol will be very interested in this.”

“I’m listening.”

“Chen Wen Hao’s actual battle place, a complete set of information from Cambodia.”

Yan Zheng Qiang’s eyes narrows as he looks at Jack in disbelief, “These few years, despite having worked with the Cambodian government, we have been unable to penetrate this drug channel. Chen Wen Hao has planned everything well and has corrupted both the good and bad in the region, just you alone, you’ll be able to reach in?”

“If it’s just me, of course I wouldn’t have any solution, but it’s a different matter altogether if Chen Wen Hao personally invites me in.”

“For a mercenary who does as he’s paid, you’re actually giving up the interests laid out before your eyes?”

Jack shrugs and smiles, “It can’t be helped. Who asked me to have a liking for thrilling challenges, and I get more intrigued by things that are more difficult to obtain. Don’t worry, since I have taken the initiative to cooperate on this, the price is negotiable, as long as you deal with Xing Tian Meng for me, I will be able to help you infiltrate this channel. How’s that, are we good on this deal? Or not?”

Yan Zheng Qiang thinks about this for a bit, and then reaches out with his right hand, “Okay, we will be responsible for dealing with the aftermath of your leaving Xing Tian Meng, and I hope you will be able to give us more information of the drug trafficking deals in Southeast Asia.

Jack returns the handshake, and smiles, “No problem, sir, may our cooperation be pleasant.”

—

“If the murderer from four years ago is not Chen Wen Hao, then who is it?” Zhao Zi mumbles to himself dejectedly as he walks on the road, having just left work at the station.

“Shorty, is there gold on the floor? Aren’t you afraid of hitting something if you walk with your head down like that?”

Having just looked up, he sees Jack squatting at his doorstep, and who knows how long he has been waiting here?

“Why’re you here?”

Jack stands up, pinching at the other’s cheek, and teases, “I wanted to see you, so I came.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, I don’t have the mood to joke with you today.”

“I’m very serious, shorty…” Jack loosens the grip he has on the other’s cheek and his tone is suddenly somber, “if I can’t come and see you for a period of time, will you miss me?”

Frightened, Zhao Zi’s eyes go wide as he looks about his surroundings anxiously, “What did you do? Was it something illegal?”

“I can’t say and I don’t want to implicate you in this,” Jack shakes his head, his mouth curving up in a forced smile.

At this, Zhao Zi is even more certain that Jack has done something bad that he can be arrested for, and immediately takes out his keys to open the door without paying the person next to him any mind.

“You haven’t answered my question from earlier-“

Jack has only just opened his mouth and is immediately dragged into the house, the other covering his mouth, and as they walk, Zhao Zi says in a low voice, “Hey! Speak softer, what if you’re found out by someone else? Damn it, you still dare to come to me after having done something illegal, did you forget that I’m a police officer, and all my colleagues are policer officers? I can let you hide for a night, but tomorrow you have to leave first thing in the morning.”

“Pfft!!!”

Jack pulls down the palm covering his mouth and with a tug, he brings the man into his embrace and kisses at his cheek.

“Hurry up and answer me. If i left, would you miss me? And do you like me or not?”

Zhao Zi does not reply, and quietly closes the door with reddened ears.

Police station rooftop

Shi Da Pao sits on the rooftop of the station by himself, his mouth biting at a cigarette as he stares at the moon-less sky. Around his feet on the ground, several cigarette butts lay, and it’s apparent that he has been sitting here for a while now.

“Whoo…”

Another heavy exhale of white smoke leaves his mouth.

The wallet he has between his fingertips holds a photo of his daughter when she was younger, and every time he was tired at work he would open his wallet and look at it a few times, thinking about how he would be able to see her run to him happily when he get home, and with her arms raised, she would shout, “Daddy, a hug!”

No matter how much pressure he was under, everything was easily forgotten. His daughter is his power bank, always giving him power which is full of love and hope.

“Xiao Ya… Daddy is sorry, he is sorry…”

On the protective plastic cover over the photo, teardrops continue to fall one after the other.

He then wipes away the teardrops on the plastic film and shuts the wallet with the photo inside, and then throws the last cigarette onto the ground. He gets to his feet and uses the bottom of his shoe to stamp out the cigarette and then leaves the rooftop as a cool breeze blows over him.

He heads downstairs and walks into the floor with the label ‘Inspections Team’.

Tang household

“Good, good morning.”

Finally having the strength to leave the bed, Shao Fei sees Tang Yi who is already preparing breakfast when he walks into the kitchen, and immediately shifts his gaze, greeting Tang Yi awkwardly.

“Are you still okay?”

Tang Yi looks up and sees the other person who has one hand pressed at his waist as he pulls a chair at the dining table back and sits down, and Tang Yi’s mouth curves upwards.

“Great, I’m great, I’m totally reinvigorated and filled with energy- sss….”

Wanting to pretend that everything is fine, Shao Fei has only just straightened his back when that spot begins to throb, after having been put through the grinder the previous night.

“Officer Meng’s stamina is not bad.”

“Of course.”

“Then next time I don’t have to be considerate towards your body, and can do it until I’m satisfied.”

“What? You did it twice yesterday and you’re still not satisfied?”

With a red face, Shao Fei looks at the Xing Tian Meng leader in alarm, who after doing so many things to him, could not only carry him to the bathroom to clean him up, but also wake up bright and early in the morning to make breakfast.

Tang Yi’s smile deepens as he places the already made breakfast in front of his lover, and then opens the fridge to take out a coke, placing it on the table. Then, he pulls out a chair and sits down opposite Shao Fei.

“Tang Yi…”

Shao Fei observes the other’s reaction, and after hesitating for quite a while, he opens his mouth finally, “If you find the murderer before me, please hand him over to me, and don’t put me in a difficult position between my relationship and duty to my profession.”

If Tang Yi kills someone, then he will be a criminal who must face the punishment of law, and as a police officer enforcing said laws, Shao Fei will have to arrest him.

Tang Yi looks up and watches this man, who aside from his adoptive mother, Tang-ye and Hong Ye, is the fourth person whose life is more important than his own, and changes the topic, “Head to work after you’re done eating!”

“Tang Yi…”

Shao Fei wants to try and persuade him again, but he’s interrupted by a Jack who has just walked into the kitchen.

“Boss, we caught He Hang.”

“Okay, I’ll be right there.”

Tang Yi, in the moment he gets up and leaves the table, is immediately caught by the man seated opposite him.

“Leave it to the police!”

Looking at the other’s determined gaze, Tang Yi sighs, and removing Shao Fei’s hand, he says, “All i can promise you is to send him to you while he’s alive.”

“…”

Shao Fei watches as Jack and Tang Yi leave together, and then the phone he has in his pocket rings. The moment he picks up, he hears Zhao Zi’s panicked and rushed voice.

“Zhao Zi what is it? What? You said laoda turned himself in at the inspections team?”

Investigative Team Three

“Zhao Zi be clear, what do you mean by laoda turning himself in to the inspections team?”

Shao Fei asks Zhao Zi who is waiting at the door once he sees him, after having rushed from Tang Yi’s house back to the team with his foot stepping aggressively on the accelerator on his way back.

“I’m not sure either, but Jun Wei went to ask, and it seems like laoda admitted that he was secretly involved in the resale of drugs back to the underworld.”

“How is that possible? Why would laoda do that? What’s the motive? What motive does he have?”

“Could it have something to do with Xiao Ya’s surgery give years ago?”

After Zhao Zi says this, everyone descends into silence, and only Yu Qi asks, confused.

“What happened to Xiao Ya, what surgery?”

Zhao Zi looks at his junior and explains what happened five years ago, ‘You only joined the team last year so you don’t know, but Xiao Ya was really sick last time, and what was it…”

“Leukaemia,” Shao Fei continues where Zhao Zi left off. “At that time laoda was almost driven insane from desperation, and there were no matching bone marrows locally. Everyone on the team helped to check if they were matches, but none of us were suitable.”

Standing at the side, Jun Wei sighs, “After finding one for a year, just when everyone thought there was no hope left, laoda suddenly found a matching bone marrow from some other channel, and that’s how he saved Xiao Ya.”

“Could it be that laoda resold the drugs to the underworld because he needed the money to save Xiao Ya?”

Everyone’s expression is somber, silently agreeing with their junior’s deduction.

Then, the phone on the table rings, and Jun Wei rushes over to pick it up, but his face falls when he hears what the latest new update is.

“What is it?”

Jun Wei looks at Shao Fei who has walked over, and answers, “Top brass wants to open a large scale internal investigation, and that another member from the team is involved in the case.”

“Who?”

“Ah Zhi.”

Everyone immediately turns to look at the seat that originally belongs to Zhou Guan Zhi, and Shao Fei becomes uneasy.

“Zhao Zi, where’s Ah Zhi?”

“I haven’t seen him from just now onwards.”

“Go with me to find him at his house.”

“Okay.”

Shao Fei rushes out quickly after finishing what he said, and Zhao Zi swiftly follows, one hand clutched tight around his phone. Seeing her seniors leave so hurriedly, Yu Qi asks Jun Wei, dumbfounded, “First it’s laoda, and then it’s Ah Zhi-ge. We are police officers, right? Our job is to uphold justice, and go after criminals, right? Then why…”

The woman’s eyes go red and she is unable to say anymore. Jun Wei pats at her shoulder with a sigh, unsure how he can reassure the other as well.

Private club, inside a room

“I didn’t think you would come and beg me,” Si He Hui’s leader looks at the bills piled on the table in front of him and says, sarcastic.

Zhou Guan Zhi looks at Lao Ke, his palms sweating, “Ke-san, I know you have contacts, anywhere in Southeast Asia is fine, all I ask is that I am able to leave here as soon as possible.”

“You brought the team to ‘take care’ of me just a while ago, and now you’re begging me? Officer Zhou, you’re trying to fool me, is it?”

“Ke-san, we’ve known each other for more than a decade, and you know exactly how many times I’ve let you go in between, and besides…” Zhou Guan Zhi’s eyes darken, and he hints, “You still have some ‘items’ in my possession, and as long as you arrange for me to leave, I will make sure those things disappear from now onwards.”

Lao Ke side eyes the person sitting in front of him, and laughs, the sound cold, “If it wasn’t because you had no choice but to leave the team you wouldn’t even be here looking for me, so I’m afraid those things you have on me, you won’t be able to use them yourself.”

“You’re right, I won’t have any use for them, but Ke-san don’t forget, my colleagues are still eyeing Si He Hui’s every move, and I’m very sure they will be happy to receive these ‘things’.”

Lao Ke’s expression freezes immediately, and after a moment of hesitation, a smile returns to his face, “Let’s talk it out, let’s talk it out. Fine, I’ll help you this one, but the price…”

“Another 10,000 NTD, I will give after I’m on the boat.”

Zhou Guan Zhi takes out another 10,000 NTD from the backpack he has on him, then puts it back inside.

“No problem, the location and time I will let Officer Zhou know later.”

“Okay.”

After confirming his escape route, Zhou Guan Zhi opens the door and after checking his surroundings to make sure no one is following him, he then walks out of the room with his head down.

Inside the club, Chen Wen Hao is speaking to another man surnamed Wang as they walk out from another room.

“Xiao Wang, I’ll leave finding the person to you.”

“Chen-ye, leave it to me! I’m just very curious, is the person you’re looking for really so important?”

“Very important, and he’s not easy to find because I’ve never seen his face and only remember his back, and it is also an impression from four years ago. Just from these clues, asking you to help me is indeed trouble for you.”

“Chen-ye you stand on too much ceremony with me by saying that, don’t worry! Even if you give me just a single strand of his hair, I will be able to dig him up.”

“Good, then I’ll have to entrust you with this.”

Chen Wen Hao reaches out and somberly shakes the other’s hand. Right at this moment, however, the door to the room in front of them suddenly opens, and Chen Wen Hao casually looks at the other once. Just as he’s about to look away, that person suddenly pulls up the hood on his shirt, and then quickly leaves, his expression full of anxiety.

In that moment, the scene before him aligns with the hazy memory he has from four years ago. He points at the other man and orders, “Get him!”

“Yes.”

His two men rush over immediately from behind him, and restrain the hooded man on the ground.

Outside an apartment

Numerous members from Investigative Team One stand inside Zhou Guan Zhi’s apartment, and plenty of items are scattered all over the ground.

Shao Fei and Zhao Zi have only just reached the door, and before they can say a word, the officer standing outside the door stops them.

“I’m sorry, we are searching through the house right now, so the both of you cannot go in.”

Shao Fei looks at the other and asks, “A search? I’m from Team Three, can I ask what’s the situation right now?”

The man standing at the door side eyes these two officers who have turned up in a hurry, and answers, “Zhou Guan Zhi is suspected to be involved in a homicide case four years ago, and also a drug trafficking case. The warrant for his arrest is out.”

“Homicide? Which one?” Shao Fei persists.

“I’m sorry, due to confidentiality, we are unable to reveal much.”

Zhao Zi tugs at his good friend’s sleeve and says, “Ah Fei, we should leave here first and see if we can find Ah Zhi.”

“Mnn.”

As Shao Fei walks down the stairs, he thinks about what the person just said, and suddenly realises what the last piece of the puzzle of four years ago is…

Five years ago, laoda resold the drugs confiscated by the police because he urgently needed the money for Xiao Ya’s leukaemia treatment, and Zhou Guan Zhi was one of the people involved.

Four years ago, Tang Guo Dong who had begun reforming Xing Tian Meng met up with Li Zhen-jie, and according to what Chen Wen Hao said, Tang Guo Dong once handed over a package to Li Zhen-jie, but after the homicide happened, that package was taken away by the shooter.

And now, Zhou Guan Zhi is involved in a homicide that happened four years ago, and this is related to drug trafficking.

It can’t be-

“I know who the murderer from four years ago is!” Shao Fei shouts at Zhao Zi who’s standing in the stairwell, his feet coming to a stop.

“What? Ah Fei you know?”

“Zhao Zi, I’m going to go find Tang Yi, you hurry head to the station and get some people over, hurry! Any later and we won’t make it!”

“What do you mean by we won’t make it? Ah Fei! Ah Fei!”

With that said, and not caring about Zhao Zi’s calls, he immediately rushes down the stairs. He opens the door to the car he parked in the alleyway and sits in the driver’s seat.

“Tang Yi, you must not do anything foolish!”

Inside the speeding car, Shao Fei frowns as he holds onto the steering wheel, then steps harder on the gas pedal, quickly driving towards Tang Yi’s house.

Tang household

“Tang Yi!”

Shao Fei pushes aside the Xing Tian Meng lackeys that are blocking his way to the living room, and once he goes in, he sees Zhou Guan Zhi with his hands tied behind his back, his face bloodied as he kneels on the ground. In front of him on the table, a picture of Tang Guo Dong and a gun is placed there.

Tang Yi stands next to the table and glares at Tang Guo Dong’s murderer in anger from a higher angle, and then reveals a cruel smirk. His fingers are dripping with Zhou Guan Zhi’s blood.

“Ah Fei! Save me! I beg you please save me!” Zhou Guan Zhi hollers anxiously, seeing that the person who walked in is someone familiar, as if this is his only chance of survival.

“You still don’t intend to tell me the truth? Good, since this mouth is of no use, I shall knock out your teeth one by one.”

Tang Yi cracks his knuckles, the sound of his bones interlocking echoing.

“Tang Yi…”

Shao Fei walks until he’s in front of this man, whose murderous intent is apparent. Looking into his eyes, he tries to calm the person whose emotions are out of control down.

“If you kill him right now, we’ll never know the truth! You let me bring him back to the station to investigate, and I promise I’ll give you the truth back from four years ago.”

“The truth?” Tang Yi sneers, and says, “I don’t need to know the truth, all I need to know is that this is the person who killed Tang-ye and that is enough!”

Shao Fei sighs as he turns around and walks to Zhou Guan Zhi, and from start to end says what he found out.

“Ah Zhi-ge, I already know that the people who released the confiscated drugs from the station is you and laoda. Li Zhen-jie, who has always hated drugs, must have found out about this and so cooperated with Tang Guo Dong to find the internal mole in the station, but they would never have thought that the people she was looking for were the both of you.”

“…”

Zhou Guan Zhi glares at Shao Fei, who has deduced most of what happened, his entire body trembling.

“I just don’t understand, laoda did it to raise the funds needed for Xiao Ya’s medical fees, then what did you do it for? That you needed such a huge sum of money?”

“Gambling debts…”

Shao Fei inhales sharply, his eyes reddening as he looks at his colleague, who he has gone through so much with, and then asks, “Then why did you kill Li Zhen-jie and Tang Guo Dong?”

“I… I didn’t… I didn’t…” the person who still refuses to tell the truth shakes his head vehemently.

Tang Yi picks up the gun on the table and presses it against Zhou Guan Zhi’s forehead, then unlocks the safety. As long as Tang Yi’s index finger moves on the trigger, he will turn into a cold corpse. In the face of the threat of death, Zhou Guan Zhi sobs and yells at the only person who can save him now, Shao Fei, as if mad.

“Yes! It was me! It was me! He Hang told me it was Li Li Zhen and Tang Guo Dong who were cooperating to investigate the people in the station, and he said I would be done for, so I… Ah Fei… please bring me back to the station… I beg you… I don’t want to die here, I really don’t want to die… Ah Fei…”

“Tang Yi, let me bring him back.”

Shao Fei looks at the man, who has blood and tears all over his face, with both disgust and anger. He heads over to Tang Yi’s side and reaches out to press down on the muzzle of the gun pointed at Zhou Guan Zhi’s forehead.

Even though he knows the truth, Shao Fei can barely resist the urge to beat up this man, who he once thought of to be his brother, but as a police officer he has to stick to his duties and the law. This is a line he will not compromise on.

“These four years, all I’ve been thinking of everyday is how to take revenge for Tang-ye!”

“But I can’t watch you kill someone in front of my eyes.”

“Then arrest me!”

Bam!

The sound of a gun firing shocks the three people present in the living room.

Blood drips down his fingertips onto the floor incessantly.

“Don’t.. don’t kill others…”

Shao Fei, who pushed Zhou Guan Zhi aside and dived towards the gun, says weakly as he looks at the man who is holding onto him tightly.

“Why did you have to stop me like this….”

Tears fall uncontrollably onto Shao Fei’s face.

“As long as I can stop you from killing others, I.. it doesn’t matter….”

Wanting to use his usual tone and smile to chase away the shadows cast over the other’s heart at present, Shao Fei is unable to even lift up an arm to wipe away his lover’s tears.

“Meng Shao Fei, you’re the stupidest police officer I’ve ever seen.”

“And that’s why I fell in love with you, is that not?”

Those pale lips curve indulgently, and he turns his head a little, wanting to see the other man’s expression more clearly, but he pulls at the bleeding wound on his right chest.

“Don’t move.”

Tang Yi uses a hand and presses at the gunshot wound, applying pressure to slow down the flow of blood, and at the same time uses his bloodied hand to make a call as he says anxiously, “I need an ambulance here, someone was shot.”

“Meng Shao Fei, you better live on well.”

Shao Fei’s heart cannot bear to see Tang Yi’s tears as they fall continuously onto his face, and looking at the man who has said this through gritted teeth in a threatening tone, it’s as if they have gone back to the days of their first meeting.

That stoic, expressionless Xing Tian Meng leader that no one dares to approach-

-Tang Yi.

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