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[sarahyoungtattoos]

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[finelinetokyo]

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𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬 - 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

PAIRING: Yunho x fem!reader

RATING: smut (18+ MDNI)

W/T: colleagues to lovers, unprotected sex (do not), kinda rough sex, overstimulation, choking, mention of toys, creampie, pet names (doll, princess)

A/O: i want to thank @yuyusbunny for proofreading this fanfiction (i hope the next ones too) and helping me improving myself, lov u Laz 🫶🏻🫶🏻.

𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾𐬿𐬾

You were now walking down the street, your eyes clinging to your phone, searching for the nearest way to reach the bar that hired you the day before. You were messing with your left hand nervously, as you were trying to imagine your first day of work.

"It's very famous to be a bar, what if im not meant for it? Nah... they say the owner is very kind... i hope so."

Your best friend Jongho found this job for you, knowing that you were searching desperately for one, he was also a noticed costumer there, so when he mentioned you, it was almost like you were instantly accepted. Honestly you weren't into locals, that one was very well known in town, but you've never went there. A few minutes later, you were facing the entrance of the bar, the led writing with the name of it, as an attractor of attention. Flower, tiny trees and bonsais were decorating the outside, even if the local was recently open that morning, most of the tables were occupied by the people, drinking their coffees and eating something for breakfast.

"There it is..." you entered, hesitant, looking for your boss.

"Uhm... hello? Is there... a Jeong Yunho? Im y/n, the new employee." you asked at the bartender. He looked at you from head to toes, his smile making him look easily approachable.

"Oh, y/n! We finally meet, Jongho told me of you a few times. Wait a second, imma look for Yunho."

You leaned on your elbow on the counter, and tapped your fingers on the wood, while looking at the inside of the local. Soon after, you saw the figure of a tall man, heading towards you.

"Good morning."

you turned your head, looking at him. His low voice almost scared you for a second, despite his puppy eyes studying you. Meanwhile, you were already struggling to keep yourself composed:

"Shit, i didn't expect him to be this hot."

His black shirt, slightly unbottoned, was revealing his collarbones, and what it seemed the shadow of a tattoo.

"And he is supposed to be a barista??"

His cheekbones popped out when he smiled at you, revealing his sweet attitude.

"Im Yunho! Your boss, but i hope we'll get closer in the future, i'd like to be friends with my employees, if it doesn't bother you." You shaked your head, smiling back:

"Absolutely not! my name's y/n."

"My pleasure, come here, i'll teach you the work."

The day went great, the tasks were pretty easy, and you loved the chill mood created in that local, lounge bar music relaxing you and the costumers as they were waiting for you to serve their order. The only problem was that, everytime your boss was in your vicinity, checking you or just asking you to do something, your mind always blocked at his sight. No need to say because of his hotness, out of tune with his sweet personality, you'd say he's the perfect man.

"Y/n, can you come here?" you nodded and headed towards him, behind the counter.

"Yeah?"

"I need to teach you how to make coffee. You can't just be a waitress, right?" Yunho chuckled.

"Uhm... yeah, i think."

"Don't worry, it's pretty easy. We use instant coffee."

He turned, giving you his back, and took a few sticks containing the coffee mixture. Once he turned to look at you, he handed you one, smiling. Until that moment you didn't realize his hands, god his hands... slender, bony and veiny, his nails well taken care of. You shuddered when they made contact with yours, shivers running down your spine, fighting not to let yourself be carried away by your own thoughts, dirty thoughts.

"You have to pour the mixture in the cup." he gave you one, so you could copy his movements. You were quite slow in all you were doing, mind only focused on his long fingers, doing their job. You seemed... lost, or simply confused.

"y/n? you alright?" he asked, trying to figure out why you were so worked up from that easy tutorial. He then held the cup in front of your face, two fingers wrapped around the base of it. "You have to pour the boiled water slightly above two fingers, understand?"

"Wha- Oh, yes, yeah." you shook your head, trying to kick those pretty hands away from your mind.

"Then you keep stirring it until it looks good, easy right?"

"Yeah..."

Yunho grimaced, tilting his head to one side. He moved his hands on your shoulders, his fingers gripping at you. He then dragged them down your arms, slowly.

"You're so hot y/n." he whispered, his warm breath reaching your sensitive skin.

"W-what?" you felt your heartbeat accelerating from just that simple, innocent sentence. You looked at him, already panicking. He moved his right hand on your forehead, your mind was going to go on stend-by, from the feeling of him softly caressing it. You were surely developing the fattest crush you'd ever had, on him, your boss.

"You sure you're feeling good? i think you probably have a fever, your skin seems burning."

"Why does he have to be so handsome and adorable at the same time??" you said to yourself, unable to focus on his words, given his aphrodisiac beauty.

"Look at your cheeks, they're of a burning red." he caressed them, his thumb brushing the corner of your lips.

"It's because of you, dumbass." You moved your sight on his puppy eyes, probably unsuspecting the effects that his touch were giving to you.

"No, im okey." you murmured finally. Yunho moved his hands off of your body, and started to put away all of the stuff positioned on the counter.

"Uhm, anyways... the local is going to close soon, you can go for now if you want to."

You nodded, and made your way towards the door, almost forgetting it was made of glass... Well, not almost, because you bumped into it, making Yunho laugh.

The next days, and weeks, went similar: you simply did your new job. Went to work at late morning and got home at 7 p.m. You got used to that routine, you were well paid and had good company, perhaps the presence of your boss was what definitively convinced you to stay... hell ya, you were pretty sure he was the principal cause. Everyday he somehow found the way to touch you, making your insides fall apart in every single case: he'd move you away by grabbing your waist when he has to pass nearby, hold your hand when he'd accompany you to the back of the bar, or when you'd have your new nails done to get a closer sight, he also complimented your look every morning. In short: or he was the gentleman in person, or he was just clingy, or he also was infatuated by your simple existence. (No need to say that the last one was the one you hoped for so bad). At the end, you really became friends, after days of you joking and laughing together during work.

𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺𐬺

"y/n, i was wondering something." he broke the silence between you two, when he turned his head to face you, behind the counter where you were waiting for new costumers to come. You were quite nervous everytime you were alone with him: your foot kept beating on the floor.

"Uh-huh?" you murmured, focusing on the people sitting in front of you, both for not thinking of Yunho too much, and to make sure they were satisfied with your service.

"Today is Monday, right? So tomorrow we're open by the afternoon" his gaze glued to your pretty side profile.

"Yeah, i know" the feeling of his eyes sticking at you made your legs dizzy. "What's his purpose?" you thought.

"Wanna hang out later?"

"Oh no, he didn't-" you weren't mentally prepared to spend an entire evening with him, another touch from him and you were sure you'd fall on your knees for him, dick straight choking your throat. "Holy shit... and now?"

"Sure..." you couldn't deny, right? the worst thing that could have happened was that nothing would happen. In facts, you surely wanted him to just grab your hips and fuck you already. What? he couldn't just wear those skinny jeans and "accidentally" press his bulge against your ass, without expecting you to get horny. he was a freaking bastard in those moments, or he was dumb, or he liked the way you blushed and had your heart freaking out everytime he touched you, what a sadistic bastard. Yeah... you were definitely losing your mind, you craved for that man like a drugged craves for his drugs.

"Perfect! Give me your address, imma pick you up later, what about 8 p.m?" he took his phone, ready to take notes.

"shit, he's gonna enter my house"

"Uhm yeah, wait a second..."

A few hours later you were struggling to choose what to wear, still half naked from the shower you just took, hands grabbing dozens of dresses to look at them, trying to figure out which one to wear.

"if he told me at least where we're going..."

"should i wear just something cool?" "and if we go to a multi-star restaurant? i should be elegant..." "and if he takes me to his place?"

you suddenly heard the doorbell ringing, Yunho's voice speaking through the entryphone: "y/n? are you there?"

"duh... really??" you picked the first dress that caught your attention, wearing it while heading towards the principal door, you fixed your hair before opening it.

"Oh, here you are." he smiled at your presence.

"I need to do my make-up, it'll take a few minutes, come inside." you moved to one side, making him able to enter the house. He followed you till your bedroom, taking a look of the furniture, instead you entered the bathroom minding your own business. While you were putting on your mascara, you were staring at the reflection of Yunho through your mirror, and finally noticed how simply gorgeous Yunho looked: the smoking suit he was wearing fitted perfectly his slender body, the dark blue waist coat adhering to his chest. You lost yourself again inside your thoughts, your hands automatically moving and the figure of Yunho was only present in your mind. Once you got back to reality and exited your bathroom, you saw him sat on your bed, holding what seemed to be the buzzing toy you used to use during your desperate nights, and coincidentally, the night before was one of them. He was looking at it intensely, turning it around to see every detail. When he saw the small button he couldn't help but click it, making the vibrator starting to do what it was supposed to.

"Oh" a small whimper left his mouth as the toy he was holding started vibrating.

"No. nonono, fuck-" you ran towards him, intent on taking back what was yours.

"Give me that, Yunho." you took the vibration from his hands, holding it like it was your most intimate treasure.

"Uhm im sorry, i sat down and felt it under the blanket, didn't mean it." his innocent gaze turned quickly into a smirk, he leaned back on his elbows facing you while his body rested on the soft mattress of your bed, his legs open. "Didn't expect you to use that kind of stuff."

"I don't..." you tried to say, despite you perfectly knew that you sucked at lying.

"It's still wet." he chuckled, seeing your eyes widening, full of embarrassment, no wonder why your cheeks were of an intense red, and it surely wasn't because of your make-up. "Uhm-" you murmured, trying to think of a good lie this time.

"Don't lie to me, princess. You're a woman, it's normal to need some pleasure, right? Only thinking that looking at you, you'd easily get something way better than a vibrator."

You raised one eyebrow, asking again to yourself what were his wills: "What do you mean, huh?"

"Don't know, want me to prove it?" his smirk getting wider as he noticed you on the verge of your denial resistance.

"For now? No thanks im good with it."

"seriously? i had the chance to take him and i just wasted it? God, im so stupid." you wanted to slap your face right there, refusing yourself to believe what you just refused.

"Well, if you say so. Come on now, the restaurant is waiting for us."

He brought you to a famous italian restaurant, thank goodness that you were wearing an elegant dress, which as always Yunho complimented:

"You look so beautiful in that dress, the color matches your eyes perfectly." he said, when you both finished your dinner. The situation was quite embarrassing: you were constantly making eye contact, but not a single word leaving your mouth, expect a small murmur:

"Thank you, you're also very handsome..."

You didn't know if what happened at your house was only a joke, or his attempt to approach you, whatever it was, his previous proposal was now torturing your mind. After thinking of it a little too much you finally chose to just ignore it, and tried to enjoy some good time with Yunho.

"Oh God... he's drunk" you looked at his red face, chuckling while taking other sips of wine, his sight seemed fogged as he was trying hard to focus on your face when you talked:

"Yunho, you should stop drinking."

He laughed out loud, almost losing his balance, sat on his chair: "i can't! im so happy!"

"Why?" you asked, confused.

"Because i finally asked you to hang out with me!" he smiled, before standing up, already on the verge of falling, you stood up and immediately wrapped his arm around your waist, yours on his shoulder, helping him to walk straight. Your legs were shaking too, not because of the alcohol, but for the feeling of Yunho's finger gripping at your body, which drove you crazy. A smirk was continuously placed on his face, his head resting on the top of yours, as you were accompanying him to his car. You asked for its keys and sat in the driver's seat. You didn't know his address and because he was drunk he couldn't remember it, so you drove to your house. You were in your bathroom brushing your teeth and getting ready to go to sleep, once you got out, you found him already sleeping on you bed. You headed towards him, and knelt down to look at his tired face.

"He looks so cute... wait- and now? where do i sleep??"

You looked around, despite you hadn't another bed at your place, and there was no way you'd sleep on the floor, excluding your mini couch. You had no choice but to lay on your bed, staring at Yunho till collapsing from your tiredness.

The morning after, you woke up at the sunrise, when you turned your head to look for Yunho, you're heart almost stopped at the sight of his face a few inches from yours. His soft cheeks resting on the pillow made him look adorable. That moment felt perfect, until you moved your gaze down his body, and noticed his crotch pressing against the fabric of his pants, as if it wanted to escape from them, you widened your eyes, amazed:

"Jeez- he's pretty big..." you murmured, and suddenly frozen hearing Yunho yawning, having just woke up.

"what did you say, y/n? Wait... why am i laying on your bed?! W-what happened yesterday??" he immediately stood up, panick rushing inside his body.

"Nothing, you were drunk so i took you to my place."

He looked down at the feeling of his pants tightening, and gasped, knowing that you probably noticed it too, he moved his gaze at you nervously, then chuckled shyly:

"Uhm well... i should go now and take care of... the bar" he squeezed his eyes and sighed: "Yeah, the bar..."

𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼

The next weeks went as usual, just working and drooling secretly for your boss, handsome and kind as always. You were now sure that you loved him, what you kept asking to yourself was if he felt the same for you. And how could you prove that? Teasing him. Usually he was the one that "involuntarily" teased you in many ways. So you finally decided to test the waters, pretending to act normal as you were voluntarily driving him crazy. You actually acted like an annoying slut in his presence, rubbing yourself against him in every occasion, walking sensually, sure that his gaze was glued to your ass, sometimes you even vaguely flirted with cute costumers just to get him jealous. After only a week, you could tell that he was extremely on the verge of losing his patience.

It was late October, outside was raining hard and the bar was completely empty of people, just you and Yunho. He was looking intensely at you, while you were decorating a cupcake for fun, sometimes licking the cream off of your fingers joyfully. He sighed, arm crossed:

"Why you keep acting like this, huh?" he headed towards you, till he was just a few inches far from you.

"Like what?" you smirked at him.

"Like a slut, are you joking or just needy for cock? Tell me."

"Maybe both, don't know. Maybe i just need to get what im craving, don't you think?" Where did you even find that confidence all of a sudden? Was your whore side finally taking the control?

He got closer to you, the feeling of his heavy breath on your lips: "Uh-huh? And what do you crave so bad?"

you giggled, your heartbeat starting to accelerate: "Guess."

He sighed again, but this time a small smirk taking his way on his lips: "Come on doll, just stop joking around, i perfectly know you want me." he got closer, whispering at your right ear: "Just wondering why you didn't fuck me that night." You bit your lower lip, how many times you asked yourself the same question? "i don't even know, maybe you can ask me again to."

Yunho laughed, nodding. He took you in his arms, and make you sit on the counter, his hands on your sides to make you stay still. You could hear his heart pulsing quickly, yours was about to flutter, and the both of you inhaling deeply the air. He whispered again, his voice lower than ever:

"Wanna fuck, my beautiful?"

You chuckled: "who told you that im yours"

"Gonna mark you right now."

You whispered back: "Go on, then." Before he grabbed your waist and pulled you closer to him, kissing you passionately. Your tongues found their ways inside your mouths, his hands moving on every inch of your body, you could feel your skin burning under his touch. Thrill rushing in your blood as he sucked on your neck, leaving hickeys all over your sensitive skin, he was about to hike your t-shirt up when you stopped him:

"Yunho... the bar is open."

He rolled his eyes back and sighed: "Okey then, i'll bring you to my house, now." He took your hands, helping you to get down of the counter. He turned off the lights and the power of the place, you ran to his car while he was closing the bar. When you arrived, Yunho was already taking you in his arms, heading towards his bedroom. You giggled when he pinned you against the wall, him holding your wrist while you were stuck in a long, wet kiss. Small whimpers leaving your mouth, happy because you finally were trapped in his arms, horny because you were imagining what was coming next:

"Come on boss, teach me how to behave."

He groaned, looking intensely at your smirking face: "Oh fuck, i love when you call me that way" he sucked your earlobe, then murmured: "it gets me so hard, you can't even imagine." He gripped your waist, and throwed you onto the bed, leaving small kisses down your body, while he was dragging your clothes off of you, until you were completely naked. Shivers were running down your spine at the sudden cold feeling. He stood up, taking a complete look of your breathtaking body, his boner exposing his needs.

"God, you're soaking wet, all because of me." he chuckled, his chest expanding continuously as he was breathing heavily, while unbuttoning his shirt. Once he had only his boxers on, you were desperately begging him to go ahead: "please please please take them off..."

Yunho opened your legs, making room for himself. He pressed his bulge on your bare cunt, forcing you to whine annoyingly.

"You like when i tease you, don't you?"

"God im begging you please i need you inside me"

"Oh i see, should i give you what you want since you're acting so good for me?" he dragged down his underwear, his cock popping out, standing proudly: "Hmm?"

You kept nodding: "Yesyesyesyes-"

One hand held your thigh firmly as the other stroked his length a few times, preparing at the incoming pleasure he was about to feel. You arched your back when he finally pushed himself inside you, unbelievably hitting your g-spot with the first thrust:

"Fuck! Shit Yunho- s-so perfect..."

His hands were caressing your belly softly, unlike the way he was pumping in you roughly. He was too excited to finally have you, he couldn't contain himself and be gentle. No, he wanted to ruin your pretty hole so you would stop to seduce him and getting him hard during work.

"Now that you're so whiny, do you still wanna tease me?" he stopped, knowing that it would drive you crazy. He felt your walls clenching intensely, signaling him that you were "so close so close- please keep it in!"

"You're already reaching your orgasm, doll?" his cockhead rubbing against your clit, enough for you to roll your eyes back and suddenly creaming your folds. You moaned loudly, you're voice broken after only a few minutes. He leaned on you, his hands caressing your collarbones, feeling your chest widening under his palm.

"Too bad, because i haven't yet."

Yunho wrapped his fingers around your neck, squeezing it enough for you to breathe but not to groan. You looked at him with desperate eyes, feeling your soul almost leaving your body because of the overwhelming pleasure.

"i'll be forced to give you some days off, you're not going to walk for a week"

You wrapped both of your hands around his wrist, helping yourself to stay still while he was pressing you against the mattress. Every single thrust felt like heaven, there was no way he could be a virgin, he knew every spot where you needed to be touched. Yunho was also pretty loud during sex, your pussy fitted him perfectly, so much that he became addicted to it within the first minute. A mix of low and high moans were leaving his mouth constantly, he threw his head back once he felt his climax getting closer.

"Fuck you're so perfect for me, can't wait you to be mine."

Yunho took his hand off of your neck, and held your legs while he was pumping in you lastly. He bit his tongue forcefully, you were surely the best fuck he'd ever had. He didn't want to stop, despite the pleasure becoming too intense to be handled. Tears were falling across your face, feeling your pussy getting worshipped by his dick, too fucked out to even answer him:

"Want me to fill you with my seed, princess?"

You nodded slightly, biting your lower lip and rubbing away your ruined mascara from your eyes.

He pulled out and in, one time, rougher than ever.

"I want you to use your words when i speak."

You whined in reply: "Shit- yes boss, im begging you."

A few more thrust and he felt his orgasm hitting his body, releasing a big load, ropes of hot cum taking their way inside you, mixed with your own arousal. You both groaned at the addictive feeling. His cock was swirling once he finally slid out of you. Yunho headed towards the bathroom and brought you a towel, he caressed you inner thighs while cleaning you from the mess he made. He kissed your body repeatedly, getting closer to your face. He stopped at the sight of your surprised expression:

"Aftercare?" you asked.

"What? I might be a rough dom but im still a gentleman."

Yunho joined you on the bed, and wrapped his arms around your body in a warm hug. He moved your hair from your face leaving a small kiss on your forehead.

"Gotta make sure you'll never leave me."

[doki-doki-imagines]

Kenshi loves to take care of his plants. A little bonsai, red daisies, and when it's the right season, strawberries on the window of his kitchen.

He used to look at them every morning, caressing their leaves and pulling out any weed that could damage their growth. Kenshi also has a name for all of them, it's not like he greets them, but he likes to admire them.

Gardening for him is like meditating. An habit he picked up long ago. A way to run away from all the atrocities he executed for the yakuza. The screams of horror and pain trying to be silenced by nature. Tattooed and roughed hands that don't forget anything, calluses always there to remind him of his past, caressing the soft leaves of his bonsai. The same hands that took away so many lives now giving life back.

Now Kenshi is blind, but his ancestors guide his every step. They can be a times too overbearing, bickering on the best way to improve the soil quality, but it's nothing that can't be resolved by pulling Sento down.

And even if Kenshi is surrounded by darkness he can recognize the soft leaves of his bonsai and the velvet petals of his daisies. He still understands when his strawberries need a bit more of his attention and Kenshi, as a patient lover, listens to their needs.

In the silence of his house, enveloped by darkness Kenshi can hear them all. Heart is finally at peace.

Finally finding tranquillity

[xxdemonicheartxx]

Flight Rising flights but as art mediums:

There are some overlaps in mediums since dragons are so tight knit and far spread

Earth: tile work/mosaics, jewelry work, ceramics, stone sculpture, chalk, clay work, plaster, leather work, rain chains

Water: plaster work, woven tapestries, shell jewelry and chimes, pearl inlays, decorative sails and flags, basket weaving, sandstone carving, watercolors, mirrors and glass sculptures

Shadow: optical illusions, black and white photography, puzzle boxes, uranium glass work, maybe iron work, mycology arrangements, shadow boxes, gouache, anything that involves glowing in the dark

Light: stone carving and gold foiled painting, sometimes tapestry weaving to depict an image or scene, impressionism, oil paint, tempera, portraiture, clothing and attire, mirrors, pigment making

Plague: hyper realism, and taxidermy, ceramics, bone carvings, tattoos, ink block prints, collage art, murals, leather work, totems and large outdoor installations

Nature: floral arrangements, dye work, wood work, candle making, hot wax painting, landscaping, rain chains, wind chimes, tapestries, needle felting, carpentry, animal cosmetics (haircuts, animal safe dye, nail and claw painting, etc), apparel/clothing, pigment making

Ice: needle felting, wood carving, quilting, ice carving and sculpture, snow sculptures, knitting, the art of tea blends, dried plant arrangements, carpentry, fabric weaving, tapestries, crochet, wood burning, blanket weaving, candle making, dye work, wood turning

Fire: welding, decorative weapon smithing, glass blowing, wood burning, wrought iron, stained glass, latticed metal, terracotta, ceramics, obsidian and basalt carving, graphite, slate, charcoal

Wind: paper mache, ribbon mediums, basket weaving, sonorous sculptures, wind chimes, feathered attire, really tall and thin structures/sculptures, jade carving, blanket weaving

Arcane: resin, stained glass, welding, intricate silver work, collaborative neon work with shadow (they need that special eye for glow in the dark), crystal carving, zen gardens, bonsai art, screen printing, photography, illuminated manuscripts, clothing and apparel, gold foil work, abstract art

Lightning: bronze cast sculptures, sand sculptures (when lightning strikes the sand and turns it to stone) aluminum casts poured into ant colonies/hills, pop art, up-cycled art, photography, art that is still capable of being utilized and interacted with because people and dragons are part of the medium, assemblage art, banners and flags

[struckd0wn]

I'll Make You Mine ── Hanzo Shimada

Hanzo Shimada × ftm!reader

CW: mentions of noncon (not w/ Hanzo), Hanzo leads Shimada Clan AU, sex slave, reader had top surgery, clit and cunt used as describing anatomy, he's gentle :3, mention of scars and bruising from previous experiences,

A/N: this lowkey drags on so mb, also dk if I hate it or like it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

You were on your way to the Master's room, nervous and shaky as two women led you there. They had retrieved you at his request. First they took you to the bathhouse, pampering you with soft hands, making sure to not miss a single spot. The two scrubbed and washed your hair, almost relaxed if it weren't for your nerves. The bath was filled with cherry blossom soap, probably made with the trees just outside the Shimada castle. After, they dried you off promptly before adorning you in a plush robe that came down just below you knees.

You had been in the castle for a little over a month now, having been captured by the Shimada clansmen. You had gotten yourself stuck in business you had no need to be in and it led you here. You were supposed to be dead, and maybe you would have preferred to be. Instead they kept you in a room, by yourself, to be used by the men of the castle for their pleasure. They were rough, you deserved it according to them. They had spared you so you owed them, and you payed with you body, and although you were greatful at first you didn't care much for it now. The ladies of the clan would come by twice a day with food, which you would eat with bound hands and the door locked at all times. You weren't bathed, simply wiped down with a damp rag after every use.

Word about you had gotten around fast, in your first week you were visited more times than you could count, and now he wanted to see you. You never met Hanzo truly, only seeing him in passing or hearing about him from the clans members. But he had never stopped to see you, you wondered if he even knew about you, and here you were on your way to his private bedroom.

You'd better behave, one of the women would tell you. He's the Master, you cannot upset him. The more and more they warned you, the more and more tense you got. But you couldn't turn back now, standing right outside what you assumed was his bedroom door.

"Master Shimada, he is ready for you." The other woman chimed out, giving you a worried look before sliding the door open. You stood there, completely silent as you took in the scene in front of you.

His room was boring. A futon, low to the floor on a short wooden frame, pushed head side to the wall. Next to the bed was a nightstand, similar to the one in your room, that housed a small bonsai tree. He sat with his back turned to the three of you. The sliding doors in front of him opened to reveal a private garden, dark but lit with small lanterns, the curtains blowing gently in the crisp summer wind. Next to him on the floor was an incense stick, the smoke wafting through the room almost creating a fog. He wore his typical blue, only this time a yukata, one shoulder uncovered to reveal his tattoo, his hair down and draping over his shoulders.

The clans woman pushed you into the doorway, causing you to stumble slightly as the door shut behind you. You stood there awkwardly, fidgeting with your robe. "Sit." He speaks out, holding a hand out twords the futon. You flinch before rushing over to kneel on the bedding. You again wait, watching as he lifts the incense stick, blowing it out and tapping the ash into it's holder. The wind feels cold on you collar bone were the robe doesn't cover but you don't say anything. He turns slowly, looking at you for the first time. Your face feels warm and you try to prepare yourself for whatever might happen.

Hanzo stands up, walking twords you. You can't help but admit he is a very attractive man, much better than the clansman that would bed you every night. You avoid his eyes, gaze wandering to his tattoo that spans across his exposed chest and left arm. The Master sits in front of you, looking you in the eye. "I will stop... If you want me to." His voice is soft but raspy and you're surprised at the suggestion. No one had given you the option before. You nod your head a little at this and he continues.

The bigger man leans forward, gently pushing you at the chest to lay down. Your nerves are at their peak, staring up at the clans leader. He rest himself between your legs, pulling you so your legs rest on his thighs. The man in blue is silent the whole time and you almost wish he'd say something, or at least direct you so you do him no wrong. Hanzo's large hands find you thighs below the robe, pushing the fabric up to see.

You busy yourself with looking at the ceiling. His hands rub the fat of you thighs, one hand stops, and his thumb pushes down over one of the many bruises. You hiss out in pain and your hand flies down to grab at the Master's wrist before you can even think about. Panic. "Sir! I'm sorry, I didn't-" your words are cut off shorts as he flips his hand in yours, instead taking your wrist. But it's not angry, he holds it softly in his own. His eyes fall onto the ring of red on your wrist where your hands were bound together. Tutting his lips, Hanzo leans down to press a kiss to the bruise on your thigh, then to your injured wrist. You stare down at him in awe.

"If I was aware they were hurting you, I wouldn't have let this go on for so long," He admits to you. "You do as they ask and they are still greedy." Hanzo's voice is sad, disappointed in his followers for your poor treatment. Even if you had gotten into their business, you were serving your "duties" yet they still found time to disrespected you.

He drops your hand, continuing up to the bow that held you robe together. The man watches your reaction as you gulp heavily, but he persists, unraveling the tie and letting the robe fall off your front. He doesn't make efforts to take it off of you entirely, his hand moving up to hold you at your plush hips. He squeezes at you love handles with a small smile, taking you all in with one look. You refuse to meet his eye but Hanzo doesn't object, his right hand sliding down to your crotch and the other to you chest. One thumb strokes the scarred flesh of your pectorals and the other finds your clit, applying a pressure that makes you squirm.

Hanzo is completely enamored by you. Robe half off, skin glowing under the moonlight that shines in from the still open door to the garden. You hide your face from him but you can't hide the moans that escape you and the way your hips move to chase his touch. It's the first time someone had stopped to touch you how you wanted. He wasn't just taking, also giving as he rubs you to near explosion, just watching you wiggle below him, indulging in your sounds.

Life as a clans leader was lonely, the Master didn't have time for relationships outside of business so this within itself was a treat. He had heard about you, his clansman weren't discrete about you, not at all. But the thought weighed heavy in his mind about having you for a night, and he wasn't regretting it now that he had you.

You feel your peak nearing but the man doesn't allow it for a second, pulling his hands away. You let out a deprived whine but he's to busy now, moving his yukata out of the way to reveal his hard cock underneath. "Don't worry, you'll get your fill soon enough." Is his response to your whining. He stroked himself with a low rumble before running his tip through your folds. You take this time to finally look at him, as now he was to busy to notice.

His face was serious yet relaxed. Hanzo was a fit guy, you traced around his muscles with your eyes, watching as the tattoo formed around them perfectly. You wanted to see more, so feeling a little daring you reached out twords him. Your finger hooks under the fabric of his obi, the band of fabric that held the yukata together. Tugging very gently at it, this gets his attention. The Masters eyes find your finger, then your eyes. Hanzo smiles sweety down at you, using both of his own hands to remove the obi. After, he shrugs the yukata off his other shoulder, fully revealing himself to you.

Before you can look for another second. He pushes his tip into you, your head rolling back against the pillow. Hanzo moves slowly, pushing inward with his hips and it doesn't take long before the two of you are connected at the base. The man's large hands find your hips again and he uses them for leverage as he pulls out painfully slow. He watches every expression, listening to every noise you make.

He begins to move faster, thrusting into you with a pace that makes you head go foggy. The drag of his cock as he pulls out is almost teasing you before he slams back in. You can't help but get a bit louder now, but he can't either. Your moans are sweet and his are ragged, grunting over you eagerly. Hanzo leans over to kiss you, lips connecting to yours, moving slowly as he swallows each whine that comes from you. The feeling excites him, he grips tighter on your hips, fucking you deeper into the mattress below. His lips move down to kiss your jaw, then neck, his ear positioned near you mouth. You're loud, but he doesn't care. You smell like the trees that surround his home, his castle. You're soft and lovely to handle, not to mention how good you felt. By the minute Hanzo grew more and more obsessed with you, beyond the point of sex, he found himself wanting to know you.

"I am drunk on you," He admits out loud. You just barley process it, but you are truly flattered. By now he's entirely wrapped around you. His large arms wrap around your middle as he ruts into you endlessly. "My senses are full of you, I can't get enough of the way you feel, how you look, how you moan for me. I imagine you taste just as perfect, " Hanzo confesses. "I bet they say the same thing, but who wouldn't. You're beautiful." He continues on thrusting into you faster than before, the coil in your stomach on the verge of snapping. The thing is, they didn't say the same things. To the others you were just a good fuck for whenever they needed. You wondered how they could be so relentless and brutal but their leader is wrapped around you and desperately telling you how amazing you are.

Hanzo pulls the two of you upwards, now sitting on his thighs as he fucks upwards into you. Your arms wrap around his shoulders and your head leans down to rest on your bicep. He watches as you barley have the energy anymore, the two of you growing more tired, but your end is fastly approaching. "I won't let them treat you badly anymore. You're mine, I want to know you. I want to treat you nicely, but only if you allow me." Hanzo tells you, and if feels nice to have a choice, nice to feel wanted instead of being constantly degraded. You whine in response, and finally you feel yourself snap.

Your orgasms is strong and you tense in his arms before fully letting go. You moan his name as you wrap around him tighter. His breathing is harsh and he's still pushing into you eagerly, the feeling of you realising over his cock is to much as your walls flutter over him and soon enough he's finishing too. Hanzo groans loudly, hissing in pleasure as he cums inside of you, gently fucking into your sweet pussy. He pulls out slowly, your legs and his waist are covered in your combined slick. You relish in the feeling for as long as you can, having been the first orgasm to come purely from pleasure to happen for a while. The man leaves you, and you wondered if he'd just leave you there to be picked up, after everything he had said. He's back before you know it, back at your side with a glass of water and a rag.

After he cleans you he lays beside you, facing you. It's all a bit awkward now, but you're to tired to care. "I meant what I said..." His voice is quite, but you hear him. "I've seen you. I've overhead you and my maids talking and I grew interested in you. I thought maybe you wouldn't want to see the leader of the clan that is keeping you here." He tells you, his hands move to brush the hair out of your face. "I really didn't know they were hurting you and for that I am sorry. If you'd let me... I'd love to make it up to you." The wind picks up a bit outside, but the air is warm. The moon is shining in onto the two of you, it illuminates his face with it's serious expression.

"I'd like that..." You whisper back, closing your eyes to fall asleep.

[aurumacadicus]

Y'ALL IT'S FINISHED SO I CAN POST IT NOW

My tattoo artist and I have been holding off because it took a few sessions and we wanted it to be finished in case someone copied/was inspired by. She's amazing! All I gave her for an idea was "Lego cherry blossom bonsai" and she whipped up THIS MASTERPIECE!!!!!

[dribs-and-drabbles]

I was encouraged by @grapejuicegay to trash watch Pit Babe and so here I am but I have...questions...

Is Babe really getting off on hearing the sound of the engines?!

Why is Babe having sex with other Alphas (I can't believe I'm writing this 🤦🏽‍♀️) and not Omegas, especially if he doesn't like the way the Alphas smell? Is it because he's a 'Super Alpha' and prefers Alphas to Omegas? (oh dear god why am I doing this?!)

Isn't it a tad unfair to let him race using his special powers against others who don't have them?

I nearly choked on my water reading Pavel's tattoo thinking it said "Full Sausage" but then I remembered @slayerkitty or @sparklyeyedhimbo had already made a point of this and I thankfully realised it says "Full Savage" 😂

I actually can't stop thinking about how salty Babe's skin would be because that man would have been sweating in that car race...

Wait wait wait...are they really calling (translating) Babe having sex as the "concentration"?! Like it's a thing he needs to do to...release pent up energy?!...to focus his mind?!

Do we get to know if any of Babe's friends are also Alphas (or Omegas or Betas) or is he the only one?

Please! This is so silly (affectionate). They can't compete over a person...someone who has their own autonomy to say what he can do and with whom 😂 And, sorry, but Charlie, love, you should have had more confidence in Babe since you went to him as a fan.

How did Winner win that first one?... I can't believe this show has me googling how to win a drift race... "It's all about dominating the other driver..." ah, ok, now I get why they're doing this.

Oh, if I'd just continued watching I wouldn't have needed to google it 😂🤦🏽‍♀️

Kind of impressed by the actual drivers of these cars though.

Winner needs to take some advice from Elsa and Let It Go.

"I don't go into strangers' houses"... I smell a parallel in the future, it's that alpha stink.

*she squints* TINIDEE APARTMENTS?! Charlie is staying in the same building as Pat and Pran?! (*aaaand there she goes making it about Bad Buddy again*)

OMG what is it with villans and bonsai trees?! (I want a bonsai tree, does that mean I need to become a villainess? 🤔)

Why are they calling that guy 'Uncle'...he looks the same age?!

Okay, that was...not as bad as I first thought. Nut is a big bonus and Pavel and Pooh are doing a decent job. I do wonder if Babe and Charlie are endgame though or if Babe and Way are... Will I keep watching? Probably, now that I've started, but I may not do this each time...unless each ep throws up more questions. Thanks kk.

[gemini-sensei]

Sims | Hawk Moskowitz

Thank you @sensei-venus for putting this out there. I just had to write a whole thing about it because duh. So here we go, some fluff with a dash of sims.

When Reader was tidying up her apartment she shared with Hawk, she didn't anticipate getting sidetracked. She was just cleaning off his desk, making sure not to bump into his gaming computer as she did so, but of course she hit the mouse. The screen came to life so brightly, showing her the last game he'd been playing and it made her giggle.

He Sims 4 was still open, but the game was paused. The camera was hovering over a room in the house centered on a Sim that looked a lot like her boyfriend, with a large mohawk, shirtless and covered tattoos. It made her giggle and she sat down to take a closer look.

She was taking a little tour of the house to see everything Hawk had put into it. It was obvious a lot of time and effort was put into it, the house itself rather big with three levels, including a basement, and a backyard filled with little bonsai trees. It was stunning for a game house and she loved it, all of the decor matching with their own style that they'd curated for themselves in the little apartment that they called home.

There with photos on the wall, all of her favorite plants and flowers set up inside or around the property, big stylish windows like she's always wanted. As she noticed the greenhouse attached to the main building, she realized her boyfriend has built her dream home in the game. All the talks about what she wanted in that department hadn't fallen on deaf ears, she already knew that, but to see it reflected in the game was heartwarming and sweet.

As she looked at the pictures of the sims in the house, she saw herself reflected as well. Her body was chubby and her style was on point, as she would come to learn that he'd downloaded costum content to get the clothes right as well as her hair. She was so flattered, so in love, so giggly.

It didn't take her long to find the other sim occupants as well, including one dog, one cat, and two little infant babies.

As she clicked to view the babies, she found them happily asleep in their cribs. The room they were in was decorated in all pinks and purples, with a princess castle on the floor and long drapes over the windows. Two twin girls with full bellies laid asleep, well cared for. She awed at their cute little faces and the names that had been chosen for them. As she looked at their stats and everything, she discovered one was a little more shy while the other was outgoing.

Only when she found the pictures on the wall of her sim pregnant and Hawk's sim fussing over her belly did she come to a realization. She blushed as she wondered, does he want kids? Is that what this means?

She put the game back the way she found it and hurried to clean up the area like she had planned on doing in the first place. Though she tried buying herself with the tidying and chores, she couldn't stop thinking about the game. She tried to tell herself that it was just a game, but at the same time she had a feeling it was much more than that...

Several days passed before she decided to ask Hawk. She didn't want him to know she had seen his game, believing it was fairly private, so when she did it, she kept that part out of it. She kept it casual, almost too casual, as they cuddled up on the couch watching one of their comfort shows. It popped into her mind again and she simply asked,

"Do you ever think about having kids?"

He looked at her, then shrugged as he turned back to the TV. "Yeah, sometimes."

She could tell that he was trying to act really casual about it, but his body was a little tense under her all of a sudden and she knew better.

"And?"

"Yeah, I guess I'd like to have kids some day." He quickly cut a look her way, eyes unreadable. "What about you?"

She smiled at him. "Yeah... well, I mean, I've thought about it before but it didn't really come back to me until recently."

She got a little shy and looked away from him. He paused their show and say up a bit, making her shift and sit up too.

"Reader, is this your way of asking something?"

She looked up at him, cheeks growing warm. "I mean, maybe."

She didn't really know. She didn't know where this would go, having not thought that far ahead inall of this. She bit her lip and looked away from him.

He gently took her chin in between his the and index finger, then turned her face to look at him again. He spoke softly.

"Is this your way of asking me if I wanna have a baby with you?" He asked her. He looked into her eyes with his warm blue ones amd it was like swimming in the ocean on a summer's day. "Because if so, I'm all for it... because that's something I want with you more than anything."

"Really?" she asked just as softly.

He nodded and she smiled wide. She leaned into him and kissed him, throwing her arms around him and he caught her as they fell back onto the couch cushion. He groaned against her lips, enjoying the excitement and passion behind her force. With that sort of energy, they were making out in no time, their clothes slowly falling to the floor piece by piece.

There was little planning to it, little thought other than "we want this together," and while neither of them said they were "trying," they knew in their hearts what they were doing. Hawk didn't have to know it was all thanks to his little game.

[maykitz]

(trying to rizz a girl with a kanji tattoo who called me a gods damned gaijin when i asked what it means) how about you uhh make like a bonsai. on account of being tiny and tied up

angel on my shoulder: uit's working my liege

person who uses firefox: i use firefox

[sarahyoungtattoos]

Freehand bonsai from last week with the tiniest dragon! Drawn in to fit the last big gap on my clients arm, would love to do one of these in colour 🌿

[rebockey]

Silly art full of dnd campaign references that only an audience of 10 will fully understand. If that, tbh. Even I don't fully understand what happened here.

--

Please don't make me do an image descriptio-

We're in the mancave of the Creature of the Deep, an Aboleth overlord of the passage of dead, aka Father or Dabby to the cool above-table kids. Reclined on a sofa that probably smells, Dabby plays the playstation with Sigrid, a monster hunter Ranger-turned-Fathomless Warlock who sports facial war paint, tribal tattoos and scars, and a t-shirt that reads Women Want Me, Fish Fear Me. She has lil pink sockies because she deserves pretty things. From Sigrid's outrage and the smug look exuding from the Aboleth's three eyes and huge toothy grin, it looks like Dabby's winning what is probably FIFA considering the green glare from the TV. Which is impressive, considering he's also smoking a joint, waving a cap that reads Kiss My Bass, spilling a bowl of crisps, dropping a Queen coin in Sigrid's drink, generally wiggling gleeful tentacles, and crushing a beer can over newly-employed Reika, a dark elf blood hunter who defends against the beer spillage while playing darts. She's looking great considering she's dead. And a werewolf. Around the room are references to the campaign including a wanted poster of everyone's favourite undead friend Qwyn, a Jaws poster (signed by Jaws of course), and a book written by Asmodeus on 'How to Win Conduits and Influence Mortals' resting on a stone table that's inscribed Property of Bardh Museum. How are you doing, listener? Had enough yet? Sit tight, about 40% more to come. A bonsai tree provides the only semblance of life in this room while a model ship with golden sails brightens up the place under an equally bright neon sign that reads 'My Cave My Rules'. Stalactites drip into buckets and make you realise just how smoky the room is and how dank and damp the walls and floor are - and is that a black humanoid cat creature peeping through a crack in the wall? Why yes it is! That's Moonlight-Through-Rain who explored some faint archway runes the last time she was having a near death experience. And by exploring I absolutely mean chipping through a wall out of curiosity rich on the hubris scale. But it's fine, since Dabby has since installed a bolt on the runic arch so there's no letting that curious kitty into the eclectic scene. There's also a rug here. Ocean colours. It doesn't have a joke, I just wanted to fill a space.

[crplpunkklavier]

if my teenaged self knew that one day it will be saturday and the pasta salad in the fridge and the bread on the counter and the pants in the closet will all be homemade and the dog napping in his bed trusts us with his life and snuggles up on our lap during thunderstorms even though he's way too big and that someone we talk to every day simply cannot wait to move in with us and that we are growing a beard and have 11 tattoos and that we write fanfiction again and that it's still angry but it's also gay now and tender and good and that we've finally figured out how to not kill a bonsai tree and that our mother hasn't spoken to us in over three years because we told her not to, then i know it would blow his little mind and he would cry so hard and i would hold his little body so gently in my arms.

[elle-p]

Persona 3 FES all Port Island Station NPC dialogue not in https://gamefaqs.gamespot.com/ps2/932312-shin-megami-tensei-persona-3/faqs/50852 ripped from the US version of FES with Persona Editor.

Station Attendent: Recently… this girl has started coming around here… She wears this white dress, with this puffy lace… I don't know what kind of fashion that is, but… it's not my style.

[nm010_001](Port Island Station)

Junpei(7/30): Dude, isn't our group getting kinda messed-up? We got a Persona-using robot, and now there's a Persona-using dog! What's next, man? A gorilla with potential?

Station Attendant: The other day, I saw a young man who was… a little different. He seemed about the age to be in high school, and he was throwing a ball up and down. Do high school students still play with those kinds of toys? Well, I heard people's mental states were in decline, so maybe so…

Movie-loving Man: I sometimes see this girl sitting right over there, drawing. She has red hair and a white, frilled dress… She stands out like a sore thumb. I can't just walk by and pretend like she's not there… It's like some anime… You don't usually see stuff like this. Maybe I should talk to her next time…

Movie-loving Man: You know how in movies, you see bodyguards with tattoos on their arms, and you know they're badass? Well, I saw one of 'em. It was right near here, man. He wasn't built like a bodyguard, though… He was rail-thin… It was easy to tell, cause he wasn't wearing a shirt.

Movie-loving Man: You know how in movies, you see bodyguards with tattoos on their arms, and you know they're badass? Well, I saw one of 'em. It was right near here, man. He wasn't built like a bodyguard, though… He was rail-thin… It was easy to tell, cause he wasn't wearing a shirt.

Nervous Man: T-The weather is nice… The sky is blue, and there's a cool breeze…

Patient Woman: Yeah. The sky's pretty.

Cat: Meow.

(Interact with Chidori)

She's completely preoccupied with her drawing…

Salaryman: I sometimes see a girl drawing here. She looks a little strange, but that's okay. She's so mysterious… it's like she lives in a different world. She doesn't care what other people say, she's living on her own, not following anyone's orders… As a salaryman who follows orders for a living, I'm naturally jealous…

Your Charm seems to have increased! Your Charm went from "{F2 03 01 01}" to "{F2 03 02 01}"!

[ns010_001](Port Island Station)

(There's an unused name '鴎蚊のお伎さん'. It's not the japanese text, since that's still NPC000(Flower Shop Lady))

Yukari(7/28): Akihiko-senpai acts a little different when Ken-kun is around. Have you noticed?

{"Yeah."}

Yukari: I wonder why… Maybe he doesn't get along well with kids. If you ask me, Akihiko-san seems pretty clumsy…

{"No."}

Yukari: You're so thick! You should pay more attention to how people get along with each other.

Flower Shop Lady: Welcome to Rafflesia. What kind of flowers are you looking for today?

Junpei(7/28): Ken really respects Akihiko-san. I totally understand how he feels. Dude, Akihiko-san won 16 straight boxing matches. If even I look up to the guy, then kids must think he's a hero, you know?

{"I think so too."}

Junpei: A hero… You think we have what it takes to be heroes?

{"I don't think so."}

Junpei: Ahh, you just don't understand a man's passion!

Flower Shop Lady: Would you like another type of flower?

Flower Shop Lady: 蔚畏では黄に2応陥、韻韓の館羽鴎をセレクトして舘丸含しております。岸せて鴎烏巌と、それにちなんだ、階々お玩いメッセ‒ジもお癌えします。もしもお眼岩の翫けになったならば、贋いな化です。それでは雁頑、舘丸含しましょう。

{Rose Bouquet}

{Red Pine Bonsai}

{Look at the other flowers}

{Never mind}

Flower Shop Lady: It'll be 2,000 yen for {F2 19 01 01}.

{Mini Cactus}

{Glass Vase}

{Look at the other flowers}

{Never mind}

Flower Shop Lady: It'll be 3,000 yen for {F2 19 01 01}.

Flower Shop Lady: It'll be 4,000 yen for {F2 19 01 01}.

Flower Shop Lady: It'll be 5,000 yen for {F2 19 01 01}.

Flower Shop Lady: Thank you very much for your purchase.

{"Sure."}

{"On second thought…"}

Obtained {F2 19 01 01}.

Flower Shop Lady: Please come again.

Flower Shop Lady: Hmm? You don't have enough space for {F2 19 01 01}. Come back once you've organized your belongings.

Flower Shop Lady: Hmm? You don't have enough money. Save up, and come back again.

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、ジャ‒マンカモミ‒ルです。鴎烏巌は"悔顔に垣けない概さ"。稲羽にはどこで悔顔が恩ち仮けるかも印かりません。そんな韻、あなたの巻炎にいる稲々がきっとあなたを翫けてくれるでしょう。竃願から稲々の桶企を越っておくのは、とても下臆な化です。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、アルケミラです。鴎烏巌は"危き"。稲は危きに喜かれると器に、また允らも危く化ができます。磯勧、あなたにもあなたの危きがあります。きっとその危きに喜かれて、撹襖の稲があなたとの桶企を越つでしょう。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、ジャ‒マンアイリスです。鴎烏巌は"謁翰"。謁翰を基垣ったとき、ある簡の稲はそれを亥稲で永し諌げようとします。しかし磯蓋はいけません。亥奇嬉いて、寄りを運応してください。厭れる稲は、そこに栢ますか?

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、ペンステモンです。鴎烏巌は"衛茨"。允印と岐介な稲々との希額を幾けてしまう化はありませんか? そういう韻は衛茨を越って、忌ら、忌慰らと希してみてください。歌しい揮覚と歌しい允机は、旗々にしてその兜にあるものです。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、アスチルベです。鴎烏巌は"既の期れ"。運た看、黄飲の羽棋さんですよね。茨になる慰の棄とか栢ますか? もしそうなら、機さず炎刊いてみる化も、一えの帰に援れておいてくださいね。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、キンギョソウです。鴎烏巌は"おしゃべり"。おしゃべり、してますか? マンネリとか、してませんか? 毅き花げた桶企を気越する憾には、おしゃべりはとても汽冠ですよ。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、リアトリスです。鴎烏巌は"泳花陰"。泳花陰のない嫁は、危きを鰻くします。危きのない嫁に、稲は畿を碍りません。泳花陰を越って允机の祈季に稀めれば、より紀くの稲があなたを運てくれるでしょう。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、アザレアです。鴎烏巌は"允徽陰"。桶企が規い化は於い化ですが、喚りに規いと峨に垣えなくなってしまいます。刊き鋭いの記さと峨規さは姻貴基起。どのくらいのバランスを軌つのか、あなたの允徽陰が革われるでしょう。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、カンナです。鴎烏巌は"玩鴛な輝外"。井化も馨て飢絵です。あなたの飲衣羽騎も飢絵です。井も一えずに王ごせば、それが干わる韻、あなたは鬼遠に亀れるでしょう。玩鴛な輝外を廓堰し、於く一えて、飢絵の欧々を薗しんでください。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、ブ‒タンマツリです。鴎烏巌は"いたずら陰"。偽寛箇花既稲輝儀と烏いますが、こういう韻は慨け喜きを薗しみましょう。いたずらな既妓の宜し刊けよりも、いたずら陰の薗しい慨け喜き。そして禍戯を恩ちましょう。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、アリッサムです。鴎烏巌は"閲宇り"。偽妓が技れた化はありませんか? 偽妓とは宇せるものであり、また宇せるとものと榎じるものです。榎じる擬に、欺めず、そして犠茨於く、員し右けてみてください。そうすれば、きっと宇るでしょう。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、ツルバラです。鴎烏巌は"あなたの餌各に疑えます"。あなたの祇鋭もあるでしょうが、義せられた餌各には疑えてください。磯架にはね刊けてばかりいると、その樫は運る運る蟻れてしまうでしょう。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、キャッツテ‒ルです。鴎烏巌は"茨まま"。企される化のそれ允巻は、賀して廻い化ではありません。誼外より稲や奥議焔は、企される化で歌たな掬菊に鞠り頴きました。企される化は、歌たな揮覚を吉運する憾の吃とした峨願なのです。茨ままに荏え、欝喫に企される化で、歌たな稲々と夏潟う化もあるでしょう。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、ウインタ‒コスモスです。鴎烏巌は"黍却"。揮覚とは客脚として虐逆で丘久とし、その可に黍却を屋るのは溢仇です。允印を宜し嚇すか、休及するか、下俺で吸宮するか、妓弓を箇て喜き援れるか。あなたはどのようにして、稲々との黍却を屋ていますか?

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、コリアンダ‒です。鴎烏巌は"澗れた急救"。お畏の稲って、どう迦います? ただの畏蚊とだけ朽り臆っていませんか? お畏の稲も、また稲です。あなたとの吋に、桶企の求喫臼を越っています。そんなお畏の澗れた急救、あなたは茨刊いていましたか?

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、エンゼルランプです。鴎烏巌は"あなたを崖りたい"。この揮覚に汲いて、崖りたい"井か"がありますか? 羽翰をも泣けられる"井か"をこの揮覚に運刊けていますか? でしたら、灸球それらを崖ってください。それらもまた、あなたを崖るでしょう。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、サザンクロスです。鴎烏巌は"究いを窮えて"。笈えば稲から究いを級されたら、あなたにそれが窮えられますか? 糾えはYESです。究いを級される陥の記い給桶があれば、それがすなわち、あなたの鰯です。もし欝蔚に究いを級された韻は、灸球、意までの給桶を迦い夏してください。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、プリムラ·ポリアンサです。鴎烏巌は"嬰旧の牛びと去しみ"。夏潟いと嘉れの居韓が炎刊いています。この亥影で、あなたは井に夏潟い、井と嘉れ、井の鰯を峨に援れましたか? 究わくば、それらが竃く、あなたの椅鬼を巨きますように。

Flower Shop Lady: 意応セレクトした館羽鴎はこちら、リビングスト‒ン·デイジ‒です。鴎烏巌は"拒の危き"。こんな稲が、拠に栢るようですが、あなたは唄っていますか? 允印の拒が危いているだけでなく、叡稲の拒にも危きを挙える稲。その稲の可には、"すべて"があるそうです。

Snoopy Reporter: Interviewers can't rely only on primary sources. Eyewitness reports are important, too. My favorite part of gathering information is all the unique people I get to meet. For example, the other day I talked to a young man who spoke in Kansai dialect. Kansai isn't something you hear every day around here!

…… Ah… Uu…

(4 of these)

…… …… ……

Uhh… Ah… …… Ahh…

Uhaaa… Auuu… ……

Uhh… Uhwa… Aah… Ahhh…

Ahhh… Uu… Uhh…

…… …… Uaaaah…

…… Uh… Uhhhh… ……

Uh… Uh… Uhhhhhh… Uh…

Uaaah… Ahh… …… Uhhh…

(1st time interacting)

It's one of The Lost--victim of the Apathy Syndrome that's causing such a stir. You cannot get a meaningful response out of this person.

Female Student: Ci…elo… Mist…

Female Student: Want… Ci…elo… Mist……

She seems to want something… She's pointing to your {F2 1D 15 11}. Give her the {F2 1D 15 11}?

Female Student: Thank… you…

{Yes}

{No}

The girl downed one {F2 1D 15 11} after another! She drank 20 cans in all! Female Student: Ahh… that hit the spot. The student looks healthier now. Female Student: Huh…? A missing persons flyer…? Oh, I guess I haven't been back home in a while… I'll give my parents a call later. Thanks! The girl decided to phone home. You succeeded in delivering cool liquid refreshment.

Female Student: Not… Enough…

You don't have enough {F2 1D 15 11}. The girl gave the {F2 1D 15 11} back to you.

Female Student: Thanks… I feel better now…

NPC002: You dipshits better watch yourselves. If we see your face around here too often, someone's gonna get hurt.

[nm10_002]

(The only name is 'Punk'.

NPC001: Who are you candy-asses?

NPC001: Apathy Syndrome? Oh yeah, that bug that's going around these days. My buddy's dad has that thing… I dunno what to tell the poor son of a bitch.

NPC002: When you have that apathy thing, it's like you're too lazy to do anything, right? So what's the matter with them that they can't see a doctor? I mean, I ain't never been to med school, but it's gotta be worth a try.

NPC001: Sometimes Gekkou dumbasses come here in uniform. They better change clothes before they get their asses kicked. Who the hell wears a uniform on their days off? We're better off without sad-sacks like that.

NPC002: I guess it's all right to come here in your uniform, if it's like, after school or during the day. But at night? You've gotta be shitting me! Dude's gonna get knocked flat for dressing like that. Y'might say it's in violation of our, whaddayacallit, dress code. You better look out, too.

NPC001: I remember this one dude who was different from the rest… He comes here, but he never talks to anybody. He just sits in his little corner. I wonder what he's up to.

NPC002: I heard people sayin' that dude is stronger than he looks. He's a loner. His clothes are kinda old, but he's cool.

NPC001: I heard some shit went down here, our guys against the Gekkou morons. That wasn't you… was it? Nah. You don't look like you could piss those guys off that bad.

NPC002: But man… why would some Gekkou candy-asses come here? Students should stay at home and do their homework, or whatever.

NPC001: My buddy says these three weirdos come here a lot, but I haven't seen 'em yet.

NPC002: I couldn't give a crap about 'em. Long as they don't start any shit, they're cool with me.

NPC001: Looks like those three weirdos been snooping around here. Guess they're trying to hear the juicy stuff… the stuff you don't find out about in normal life.

NPC002: The whole reason I hang out here is to shoot the shit with my buds. Those three weirdos are the only ones who come here to learn anything. They need to get a life…

NPC001: I saw those weirdos talking to that asshole Shinjiro the other day… They tight or something?

NPC002: I thought that guy was a total loner… So he knows those weirdos? Eh, like it matters. I don't give two shits who's friends with who.

NPC001: You gotta show some respect when you're talkin' to one of my gang. But those three guys were acting like they owned the place. What's their problem…?

NPC002: Those assholes are just using us to gather info. They think we're some handy-dandy tool that'll give 'em the scoop any time they ask. There's something wrong with those guys.

NPC001: Dude, those three just don't fit in. I mean, yeah, it's not like I'd fit in if I left this place. The hell else would I be here? But for guys to be out of place HERE? Shit, dude… that's messed up.

NPC002: Hmm… I can't even imagine what they do with themselves all day. Can you? Especially that long-haired freak. I think he like, doesn't need anything but air to survive.

NPC001: The nutjob trio is down to two. That gothic lolita chick, yeah? Disappeared without a word.

NPC002: Even though there's just two of 'em now, they're still nuts. Especially that long-haired freak! Guy pisses me the hell off.

NPC001: That long-haired freak is up to his ass in tats. It's not like mine, just a word or two. He's got 'em up and down both arms. I could never go that far, man. Truth is, I don't like needles.

NPC002: I ain't crazy about going under the needle, man. But you know how it is… I gotta have one, or else I'm chicken. So what I did was, I got this sticker that looks just like a tat. You tell anyone and I'll beat your ass, got it?

NPC001: One of those Gekkou dudes… Yeah, Shinjiro. I heard he had some kinda accident and died. I heard it happened here, too. I don't care much what goes on around here, but… When I think about a dude getting snuffed… It kinda creeps me out.

NPC002: Yo, this had NOTHING to do with us. Got it? We weren't even here. I know how it looks to guys like you on the outside… But I don't give a shit about them if they stay out of our faces.

NPC001: That four-eyes who's always got that attache case… What the hell's in that thing? It better not be dangerous… Man, who am I kidding? He's one of those three… what else would it be?

NPC002: Huh… I wonder what's in that case of his. He looks like the calmest dude out of the three of 'em. Don't you think? Don't you think so? Maybe he's more normal than I'm giving him credit for. Yeah… there probably ain't anything to worry about in his case.

NPC001: I don't see those two so much anymore. Thank God for that, man. They annoyed the shit out of me.

NPC002: What was up with those guys? They come in, act like a buncha weirdos, and disappear. I don't get it.

NPC001: I bet those two… or three, whatever… thought they were King Shit. The way they strutted around here, in those messed-up clothes… They had to think like that, or they never woulda been able to do the stuff they did…

NPC002: Yeah, dude, it's all about self-confidence. But we don't gotta worry about them anymore. They're long gone, dude.

NPC001: Don't you think stuff's been kinda messed-up these days, dude? Like that apathy thing… It just keeps getting worse and worse.

NPC002: Yeah, I know what he means… You can't go anywhere these days without seeing those weird flyers. What's up with that shit? It doesn't look like any rival gang sign I know, but…

NPC001: I don't give a shit about the new year or anything, man. Some of those guys go up Mt. Fuji out of habit, but… I ain't never did that, and hell if I ever will.

NPC002: Some guys like to plan this stuff in advance… I don't even own a calendar, man. When we wanna do something, we do it. That's our holiday. You gotta be free, dude.

NPC001: The town's been looking like a garbage dump, and I heard it's all those cult dudes' fault. All that graffiti shit… I mean, we do it too sometimes, but… Not this much! They must be outta their minds.

NPC002: It's fine if they want to say, "Those who believe will be saved." Whatever. It bugs me, but at least I get what they're saying. But that weird sign they leave all over the damn place is different. It doesn't make any sense. Creeps me out… Shit…

NPC001: Dude, did you see that magazine!? It has that freak's face on it! You know, the long-haired asshole who used to come around here! THAT'S their friggin' savior!? Those guys got no sense of humor… This is the worst joke I ever heard.

NPC002: I saw that dude so often, I just thought of him as "that freak"… But he's some kinda savior? And he's got a whole cult behind him!? Holy shit, dude! What the hell is everyone's problem?

NPC001: Well, well… Looks like the cult is history, and those three weirdos were sent packin'… Everything's back to normal. }I'm bored outta my skull, but it's better than going through all that shit again.

NPC002: Dude, do you remember anything we did this entire year? I just remember chilling here… That's it. Man, I hate to say this, but… What a waste of time.

He seems to be very weak. Maybe he's hungry… Give him {F2 1D 39 11}?

[ns010_002]

(The names are 'Weak cat', 'Contented cat', and 'Energetic cat'.)

…Mew…

He seems to be very weak. Maybe he's hungry… You want to feed him, but you don't have anything he might eat…

{Yes}

{No}

…Mew.

The cat slowly started to eat.

Meoooowwww!!

……

Meow… Meowww…

The cat is purring loudly. It seems happy. If you come back and feed it some more, it might get healthier… The cat is purring loudly. It seems happy. The purring seems louder than it did the other day. If you come back and feed it some more, it might get healthier… The cat is purring loudly. It seems happy. His eyes are more open now. If you come back and feed it some more, it might get healthier…

Meooooww!

The cat is purring loudly. It seems happy. The cat seems to have regained all its energy by eating the cat food. It seems you won't need to come and feed it anymore.

Meeoooooww!

The weakened cat has eaten all the cat food, and has regained its former energy. It also seems to have grown… It seems you won't need to come and feed it anymore.

[abracazabka]

ive always liked the idea that Johnny can actually draw pretty well. and you know, daniel and his bonsais. so, with that in mind:

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