#fedya knows how whipped he i

[sigmadolos]

@parieha​ said: Dostoevsky carefully draws the other’s face close, a small smile on their lips as he’s well aware of what even the smallest tastes of his attention can do to his other half. “ you are as god intended you. and I love that person. … happy birthday, manager. … please do not forget to enjoy your day, hm? “ 🥺

its sigma’s birthday

   Sigma follows the gentle caress blindly, curious and stunned by the gesture. It is not often that the Russian initiates touch. (Why? Sigma doesn’t know when he’s proven time and time again nothing will happen. But he neither asks nor presses the matter. It merely makes the rare occasion all the more significant.) He savors the moment when he’s reached out to rather than the other way around, when he feels the cool fingers against his cheeks, when he follows the gesture without hesitation. Fyodor could guide him anywhere in the heavens or hell and Sigma would follow all too gladly.

   And of course, Sigma can see the smile that rests on his lips. Small but no less precious or significant. 

    And I love that person. 

     His eyes widen briefly at the words, and then soften with sugar sweet fondness. “  You remembered.  “  Sigma doesn’t tend to make a big deal of the day nor an expectation of it, but it touches his heart when others remember. Granted, a fair amount of the staff knew. But it was a sweet gesture that made his chest ache with affection.

   Sigma leans closer, to press their foreheads together with a smile and a playful scolding tone.  “  You’re hardly one to lecture when you tend to be working or plotting on your birthday.  “  He points out. At least till Sigma stole him away from it, overruling protests with the declaration it was a day to focus on Fyodor and spoil him..  He drops the tone however for one much softer and ringing with sweetness as he murmurs words into the space between them.  “  Thank you, Λατρεία μου.  “  Sigma presses his lips gently against his god’s, fluttering and tender as he nuzzles into the gentle hands on his cheeks. This was more than enough to brighten his day.

   “  Hmm, does this mean I get to be spoiled today?  “  Sigma inquires playfully, despite his evident contentment to just bask in the simple touch granted to him. Greed was not something that easily came to the angel, it was a play in jest. After all, this had already been a pleasant surprise.  “  I love you.  “

[angelzai]

Hi! I love your writing sm!!🥰 can I request a jealous Nikolai or Fyodor (nsfw pls) it doesn’t matter either one 🙏

jealous – nikolai gogol + fyodor dostoevsky . . . .ᐟ

NSFW CONTENT - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

wc: 1.5k

cw: explicit sexual content, gn!reader, language, dirty talk, brief mentions of ownership/belonging, toxic ass men. nikolai: mentions of injury/threats/murder, edging mention, oral (m!receiving), rough facefucking, wrist restraints, cum eating, nicknames (dovey, angel, sweetheart; kolya for him); fyodor: teasing, mild degradation, mild spanking, one religious reference, fingering, penetration, i love yous, nicknames (pretty, my love, whore, милашка/milashka=cutie; fedya, my only/everything for him)

reid: hey anon, thank you so much for the kind words uwu why not both?? inspo for this struck me as hcs/scenario format, hope that's okay <3 this is my first time ever writing for nikolai! he's so insane and he was actually a lot of fun to take a shot at. enjoy!

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i can see NIKOLAI being easily made jealous.

even if you don't mean to provoke it, he's got a screw or two loose enough that his paranoia will get the better of him

and in true nikolai nature, he'll do some unhinged shit in the name of protecting his relationship with you.

he definitely maimed, shot, and mutilated a couple innocent flirters before you could really sit down with him and express how much you...disliked that methodology.

he does not play about you.

he gets better about it further into your relationship - no more murder on your behalf, you tell him, and he can manage that much! with this man, however, the unfortunate soul who fucketh around shall still findeth out.

oh, how he enjoys the look on the handsy stranger's face when he slinks up behind you to curl around your waist and portal-hold the tip of a blade to their chin

likes your reaction even more!

the way you squeeze his arm when you realize it's just your beloved jester behind you -

the blush on your face as you explain to the scum that this is your dear boyfriend (and apologize for the knife pointed at their face) -

the smooch you whip around to press to nikolai's cheek while he withdraws the weapon but never breaks eye contact with the stranger as they back away -

it all works like a charm!

what he loves most, though, comes later...

He's been edging himself with your mouth for god knows how long.

"If other bitches get to hear you talk, it's gonna be with that pretty voice wrecked," Nikolai groans, out of breath. "Feels- ngh, s'fuckin' good."

You can barely take it anymore. The blood's rushing to your head, first of all - it's been hanging off the edge of the bed practically since the minute you got home. Your jaw aches as Nikolai continues to use your throat. Most frustrating, though, is the pulsing heat between your legs that you can't even sate because your lover has bound your wrists up near your chest - all you can do is arch when, off and on, Nikolai reaches down to play with you while he fucks your mouth.

But he's getting needy, you can tell, because he loses himself a bit - he hasn't touched you in a good few minutes and his thrusts are getting greedier. He's long quit letting you come up for air. You think you've run out of tears - all you can do is breathe furiosly through your nose as he holds each side of your head and grunts from his chest as he ruins you.

You claw at him. "So good, dovey," he tells you, "almost done. Keep bein' good f'me- yeah."

You move your tongue how you can, hum around him when you can - eventually your dedication is rewarded when he pulls all the way out and strokes himself frantically over your tongue - and you cough a little, curling up into yourself.

You can hardly help your open-mouthed smile, however, when Nikolai releases the rough grip on your jaw to caress your cheek as he cums in thick spurts across your face. Your lashes flutter, he's moaning - "fuck, angel- angh!" - and you let out the garbled beginnings of a giggle as you lap up what makes it in your mouth.

You feel him scoop his load off your skin before his finger's in your mouth. Immediatley after you suck the rest of him down, he's bending down to kiss you sloppily and uncuff your wrists.

"That's my dovey," he affirms (more to himself than you). He peppers your face with kisses, his messy, snowy bangs brushing your face. "C'mere."

He works you upright just to lay you back down, more comfortably this time, finally and with fervor circling his fingers around your clenching hole.

"Kolya-" you rasp, sore.

"Took me so good, sweetheart," Nikolai shushes you, eyes alight with mania as he starts trailing kisses from your neck to your stomach. "Now that you remember who owns you, 'm gonna show you none of those motherfuckers could make you feel as good as I can."

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oh, demon FYODOR.

i think he's less jealous than he is simply possessive.

he's not super concerned about people flirting with you, doing things for you, checking you out...in fact, he kind of likes watching those things happen! not that he doesn't expect it, you're perfect after all <3

because he knows, as you settle in his arms to whisper about the compliment you received or giggle at the person who offered to pay for your coffee, none of it will ever compare to the sweet words and pure love he showers you with, and he relishes in that fact. they can try anything they want, but you will never belong to anyone but him.

doesn't go needlessly far with expressing his jealousy when it does crop up - he's a tactful man, and he's not going to act out in a way that might put you off like nikolai will

he's patient, too. he's so composed around others. no one expects it - anyone who doesn't know better would assume the idiot who makes a pass at the demon king's beloved would get the whole room aired out in a matter of seconds

on the contrary, fyodor will sit with the closest he can get to a humorous grin on his face while he waits for you to make your way over and kiss him or sit on his lap or hook your arms around his waist

he'll tease you a little about it. "getting some attention?"

if you smile at him reassuringly, lean in, and tell him, "none that truly concerns me," all will be peaceful.

if you tease him back, however - maybe cross your legs away from him and shoot him a smirk and a quick "maybe so" - oh yeah, you're in for it.

He works you up, makes you a mess - then he throws it in your face.

"My gosh, милашка-" He doesn't take the Lord's name in vain even while he's drawing downright sinful noises from your body. "-listen to yourself. Shameless."

Fyodor's a patient man, as mentioned before; he uses it to his advantage in situations like this. He's stretching you out on his lithe fingers, slowly, almost painfully - his other hand traverses your thigh, landing a hard spank to the side of your ass each time you roll your hips unwillingly. You really can't help it either way - you have to watch and feel his pretty, pale fingers disappear into your hole, so it's either squirm and get smacked or whine and get mocked.

You're in a lose-lose situation, it seems. It felt amazing at first, the slow curl of his knuckles inside you, the gentle circling of his wrist, the concentrated sighs that left his rosy lips as he watched you relax into his touch, but now it's just torture. Now, you can only clench furiously and cry out please, please, just a little faster, Fedya, please!

Your eyes water when he finally gives in a little, moving fractionally faster.

"Do you deserve it, my love?" He cocks his head, looking at you as if he really values your opinion on the matter. "Or, my whore - since you're comfortable entertaining the advances of strangers."

You weren't, you must've sworn up and down ten times by now. You were being polite, you promise, but he shakes his head, his soft black locks waving as if mocking you too.

"Polite? You're lucky I haven't forced that filthy mouth shut. That's what got you here, after all," Fyodor explains excruciatingly. Sure, you got a little sassy with him after he accused you of being just that, a whore, after you'd flashed a humble smile toward the fellow restaurant patron who'd sent you a drink. And sure, that was tone deaf of them, considering Fyodor was very clearly holding your hand across the table and sporting your love bites on his neck, but you just couldn't be rude.

His eyes soften when a fat tear rolls down your cheek.

"Oh, pretty, don't cry." He shifts his legs beneath himself; his pace stays the same, but he reaches deeper inside you. "You remember who you're talking to, yes? You learn your lesson?"

You nod frantically. You whimper. "Of course, of course, Fedya, my only, ‘m sorry..."

You yelp like you've been burnt when he pulls his fingers out of you, but soon enough his hand is gripping your waist, his tip is teasing your entrance, and he's cooing into your ear, "Your only. You only love me, right? Say it."

You cup his face, grab at his shoulders, grind into him as you tearily reply, "Only love you, Fedya. I love you. You're my everything, please. My everything. I love you."

He knows you do. He just has to make you say it - make sure you know you do.

Fyodor's tongue finds yours as he thrusts into you - you're his everything, too, and he won't admit that, but he'll fuck you so good you know it's true.

"Relax, my love. Let me make you cum."

[osachiyo]

✾ PUNISHMENT ✾

☆Fyodor Dostoevsky x fem! Reader☆

↝ CW! 《 Nsfw, hair pulling, fingering, Fyodor being a menace, dom/sub dynamics, reader is absolutely whipped for Fyodor, spanking, office sex, fellatio, shoe humping, slight voyeurism, breathplay, orgasm denial, cowgirl, petnames, degradation etc 》

↝WORD COUNT! 1,774

You were currently in Fyodor's office, under his desk with his leaking cock in your mouth and you being so fucking wet. You felt his hand on the back of your head, guiding your movements. Letting you know that even if you're the one sucking him off, he's the one in control. You pull back for a moment, gasping for air then diving back onto his cock. You lick his flushed tip and run your tongue against his slit. The action makes his breath hitch and grip onto your head a little harder, almost grabbing you by your hair but he figures he should control himself a little more.

"Mmph?!" You make a muffled noise, mouth still full of cock when Fyodor presses his shoe against your soaked cunt. You just know he has a smirk on his beautiful face right now and the thought just somehow makes you wetter. You start humping against his shoe now, your slick coating the expensive material. Loud slurps and your cute little whimpers could be heard throughout the room. Luckily no one was there to hea-

The door slams open, Nikolai coming in the room. "Fedya!" He exclaims, his teasing grin flashing at Fyodor. Fyodor sighs and leans forward, elbows resting on his desk as he questions why Nikolai had barged in the room. Nikolai shrugged and started talking about some stuff that you couldn't quite understand, as you were too distracted by Fyodor's shoe still grinding on your pussy. You want to tease him back but you know there will be consequences later if you do. But...unfortunately you were always a risk taker. You take a deep breath and..take his cock fully in your mouth, almost gagging as it hits the back of your throat.

"I see.. interesti- mm..!" Fyodor let's a grunt slip out at your actions, his cock throbbing and pulsing in your tight throat. He coughs a little at Nikolai's raised eyebrow. "I didn't know they had it in them," Fyodor says, clearing his throat. Nikolai continues talking as if nothing happened but Fyodor could see he had a mischievous glint in his eyes as his cunning grin grew wider. You knew that Nikolai knew something was up. You tried to smirk to yourself as best you could with cock shoved down your throat. You suddenly feel a hand grip your hair, tight. You went to pull away but he kept you there, Fyodor's cock still in your mouth. You could tell this was a warning for you to behave.

After a few moments, Nikolai got up to leave the room. He mentioned something about not interrupting Fyodor too much. Yeah, he definitely knew. Only a few seconds after Nikolai left the room, Fyodor leaned back and dragged you up by your hair. "Darling, I'm sure you know the consequences of your actions.." he says, licking his delicious lips. Oh how badly you wanted to kiss him. "Get on the table," he commands and you oblige happily, excited for what's to come.

It felt like hours since he had been plunging his slim fingers in and out of your weeping cunt. You thrashed around but he pinned your hip down, keeping you still. Every time you tried to close your legs, he slapped the inside of your thighs harshly, making you jolt and tear up from the addicting mix of pain and pleasure. "Keep still, dear. I know you're enjoying this so stop trying to run away," he mumbles close to your ear. He pulls his fingers out from your cunt, staring at the wetness with a smirk before pinching your clit, making you cry out. "Goodness, you're absolutely dripping," he says, smirking growing into in a wicked grin as he shoves his fingers in your gooey hole again while his thumb rubs over your clit. "Oh god! Fyodor y-yes! I'm about to-" you gasp as he pulls his fingers out the moment you were about to cum, cutting off your orgasm. Your tears finally flowing down your flushed cheeks as you whine and make grabby hands at Fyodor who is seemingly enjoying your misery. He hoists you up from the desk, sitting you down on it. "You really think you deserve to cum? After that little stunt you pulled? Darling, that was just the beginning of your punishment. Now, bend over the desk like a good little girl," he says, rubbing your cheek in an affectionate manner but his tone tells you clearly that he isn't too pleased with you.

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You want to see him more riled up but you're getting impatient. You need to cum. So you do as you're told, moving his papers away and bending over the desk and sticking your ass out. You wiggle your hips a little to show him your desperation. Fyodor chuckles at your little display before moving closer to you. "Eager, aren't we?" He asks, with the same cunning smirk that you love as he presses his bulge against your sensitive pussy. You grip the table tighter and whimper in response. You're about to start begging for his cock when- 'smack!' The sound of his palm hitting your left cheek bounces off the walls, making you cry out at the sudden sting. "I want you to keep count, are we clear?" He chuckles and you nod, tears stinging your eyes again. He soothes over the spot where he hit before slapping it again, harder. You jolt and whine at the contact but his other hand keeps you still as you writhe in pain and arousal. He spreads your ass cheeks, eyeing the slick dripping down your pussy on the table. He sighs, scooping some of it on his fingers and tutting, "Are you perhaps enjoying this, honey? You are such a whore, aren't you? You like being hit and slapped around?" He says, in a degrading tone. You shiver at his degradation before nodding vigorously, "O-only for you, Fedya! Please-please-please, I need your cock in me!" You sob, making him rub over your ass affectionately. He seemed to like that response. "Hm..I suppose we could cut your punishment off short this time. But I promise you, this will not be a common occurrence," Fyodor says, finally complying to your request.

He pulls back and sits back on his chair. You get up and sit on his lap, so cute and obedient now. Your hands are resting on his chest as you hover over his bulge. He nuzzles his face into your neck and mumbles, "take off your shirt." You take your shirt off and chuck it somewhere across the room. You nipples harden at the cold air and you shiver. Fyodor pulls you even closer and takes your tit in his hand, his thumb running over your hardened nipples. You sigh and rest your head against his shoulder. He pinches and twists your bud between his fingers. You moan softly and go to grab onto his hair- 'smack!' He smacks your hand away with his own, "Don't get too ahead of yourself, милая." You sigh and grind slowly against his bulge, you can feel his dick twitching to be inside you. He leans his head back, revealing his delicious throat to you. You lean closer and suckle on his addams apple, he stays silent but you can feel his grip tightening on your hip. You reach between your bodies and palm his cock, feeling it twitch in your hand. You take it out from the confines of his pants and line it up to your entrance. You slowly sink down until he's fully inside of you, making the both of you shudder. You press your soft lips against his, he rubs his hand up and down your back as you kiss him slowly. He pulls back, "Go on, darling. Work for your orgasm," He says with his deep Russian accent. You start bouncing yourself on his cock, as he stares at your face contorting to one of pleasure. Your pussy sucks him in greedily, making his breath hitch with each bounce of your hips. His hands runs all over you, the dips of your hips to the swell of your breasts. He eventually gets impatient of your slow pace. I mean, of course he would. He had been resisting the urge to bend you over his desk and fucking into you roughly, face against the wood and ass smacking against his pelvis making an obscene sound each time his hips meet your perky behind. He eventually snaps out of his thoughts when you clench around him particularly tight. He grabs your hips, making you stop your ministrations and you look up at him confusedly. He holds you there for a few seconds before thrusting his hips into you hard. Your eyes widen and you let out a choked moan, nails digging into his shoulders. He keeps thrusting into you deeply but slowly and you love every second of it. After a few thrusts, Fyodor lifts you up his cock almost completely before slamming you back down on it, making you arch your back as you claw his still-clothed shoulder. He grunts in response, fingers digging deep into the swell of your plush hips, leaving his mark. Slamming you up and down on his swollen and angry cock, he leans in and starts leaving bite marks all over your collarbones. He reaches up to wrap his hand around your pretty little throat, which is still marked up from the last session you had with the Russian man. The action makes your eyes cross slightly and heightens your senses, making you more sensitive to his brutal but euphoric thrusts. Fyodor eventually feels like he's getting close. "Touch yourself for me, myshka," he says, voice filled with lust for you and you only. You oblige gladly, reaching down to rub your clit in fast circles and clenching around him tighter. After a few moments, his thrusts grow sloppy and rushed, letting you know that he's close and he knows you're close too. His fingers wrap around your throat tighter as he finally paints your inner walls white with a loud groan, coating it with his seed as he throws his head back. You cum shortly after, soaking his dick and expensive clothes in your sweet arousal. You're both panting heavily. He pulls you closer as you trace random shapes on his chest. Fyodor kisses your sweat-coated forehead, making you smile. "We should do this more often, Fedya," you say while wrapping your arms around him. "Sure but right now I am quite exhausted, любимая," he says with a breathy chuckle.

God, you absolutely loved this man.

↝NOTE! I love Fyodor so much omg so I hope I did him justice 😭 hope you guys enjoyed reading. Likes and reblogs are very much appreciated!

@luvyein

[doakarma]

Ooc:

I’m still going to write the full backstory idea when I can but here’s some of my ideas I came up with, using the canon stuff as a basis

Updated : 10/05/24. Put everything in one post

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• I don’t remember him giving an age while he was sold off but I’m putting the first time around 3-5 at the latest. He doesn’t remember his birth parents

• he never stuck with the same people for more than a few years at a time.

• he was introduced to smoking/drinking at a young age because a lot of people around him did it. He didn’t have his own access to it until the mafia though.

• he often went days or more without food and learned to find his own. No matter how bizarre the food was.

• he tried to run away once (around 6-7) but it didn’t work and he wasn’t allowed outside again after that other then if he was being taken to someone new.

• He gained his dream to become the head of the port mafia a few years before he was given over to the mafia, when he was first involved with someone relating to them.

• he was never treated like a kid, not once, he always had some form of job to do.

• his main jobs tended to be physical work since he couldn’t write for most his life. But not always, some people had different things for him to do.

• only learned to read in the mafia so he could do work, still learning to write neatly. It’s the one thing he’s grateful for from them.

• never got to interact with people his age, he was entirely isolated to himself and the people who owned him, so he vocabulary isn’t very wide.

• credit to @oscarsgallery for the idea of the scar on his face being from a whip, so I’m going with that. It was likely from pre-mafia times where that would be the main threat to keep him in line.

• also due to his isolation he doesn’t know much when it comes to social cues.

• he got used to being collared by most people he went between to keep him in line and so he couldn’t go anywhere, leading to him liking something on his neck (to cover marks left behind from it and/or add some pressure because he’s used to it.)

[ pspspsp @oscarsgallery @the-caged-jester @shopping-for-a-russian-rat @fedya-the-rat-god ]

[sigmoon]

I'm whipped for soft! Fyodor. I will never shut up about him 😫 listen he might tease or glare at you but that man could never curse. That anemic man is so polite like bro would mock you so politely you wouldn't even understand it.

Soft Fedya lives in my head rent free <3 and you know what, his love language is not only overly expensive or weird gifts (like a whole country) but also sitting together in silence, both of you doing your own thing, like reading while he works, or something similar. He might silently reach for your hand after a while and hold it in his, no words needed to express his love for you. The fact that he even lets you touch him is proof of his undying love. Fedya seems like he would dislike physical contact and being touched, unless it’s by someone he loves. And when he is the one who initiates touch, you can be certain that he’d be willing to die for you, that’s how in love he is.

[waluigis-837th-testicle]

more fluffy nyo rusame thoughts since yall liked the last one so much

Anya mandating when they watch movies. makes alfred sit down to watch cheesy new year and Christmas movies with her.

"All they're doing is yelling."

"yes! it is russian rom-com!"

also makes him change clothes before they go to the ethnic grocery store because she will not be embarrassed in front of the checkout girl no way no how alfred put on this calvin klein outfit you dress like old man on golf course.

Anya has a million petnames for Alfred. Fedka. Fedya. Milyi (sweetie). Daragoi (dearest).

if, for some reason, alfred has Fucked Up he does the only reasonable thing and hands over his MasterCard. she proceeds to drain his bank account at the Gucci store and treats her sisters to lunch.

Alfred knows how to braid hair and helps Anya braid her hair into high-fantasy princess styles.

"you look like a game of thrones character!!"

"i want to be the dragon girl."

"oh you're definitely the dragon girl"

they!!! talk!!! about!!! space!!!! a LOT!!!!

honestly them stargazing someplace in Montana on a road trip sounds....so fucking good. G O D

alfred is still mourning pluto. anya thinks he's silly. alfred mourns harder

they both have huge sweet tooths.

they would share a dessert with two spoons but let's face it, they're both too greedy for that shit.

i feel like they're both gamers. they visit each other's minecraft farms and animal crossing villages :')

me n the wife cuddlin in the gamer chair

one time alfred made anya hot cocoa when she was on her period and she cried :')

she's not used to people being nice to her like that

"is that :'( whipped cream?"

"yeah, do you not like it? jeez, i didn't mean to make you cry i can make another batch if you want"

"no :') it's perfect"

anya is taller than alfred i do not make the rules

how comically large the size difference is between them depends on you

she still steals his clothes :3 her favorite is this red flannel with a detachable hood that smells like him

and yes. she's sent him nudes with her wearing it

alfred gases her up when she's about to go out. whether it's for a business trip or a girl's night, he wants her to know that she looks like a baddy and he's proud of her

more often than not he's her photographer for nights when she wants to post selfies

once when Alfred is having a bad day, Anya constructed a pillowfort and they binge-watched the Star Wars prequels and cuddled in it. Alfred got to have his hair played with (WITH acrylic nails) while lying on the softest boobs this side of the prime meridian. to say he was in paradise was a gross understatement

in the same vein, they're both HUGE fans of any and all kinds of sci-fi. Star Wars, Isaac Asimov's writings, Battlestar Galactica, Planet of Storms, Solaris, ANYTHNG by Ursula K. Le Guin, etc.

honestly?? they just really love and respect each other. girlboss x malewife but they're both autistic nerds who love the sky and Hershey's chocolate. we stan

[jomiddlemarch]

Did they/didn't they + I didn't mean to turn you on, for Darklina, please! 🖤

Ivan, who knew, wouldn’t say a word, Saints vex him. Fedyor, who also knew, wouldn’t say anything either, out of marital solidarity or sheer impishness; the latter was supported by the perpetual display of his dimples. The gossip about the status of Alina’s relationship with the General, dating back to that first day in his billowing silk tent when General Kirigan raised her grubby linen sleeve far higher than he had any real need to in order to test her properly, was as present as pickled herring at every meal, as mulled over as the last glass of kvas in any bottle. Alina, too busy trying to make up for the lost years of education and camaraderie at the Little Palace, was oblivious to the chatter and the Grisha were collectively too astute to let even the faintest hint of their speculation reach their General’s ears, but to Ivan, the damage was done.

“I thought Zoya would choke on her tongue when she heard Alina mention her presentation to the Tsar,” Fedyor remarked, in what was supposed to be refuge of their marriage-bed. Ivan lay back and looked at the canopy above them, letting Fedyor’s words drift around like stardust. “Alina complained about the gold veil, she was really rather funny about it, but it was clear she didn’t realize the significance of it, or the General taking her hand, well, let’s just say I was relieved Zoya could only whip up a tornado and not burn the Little Palace to the ground. I would have been a pile of cinders, Vanya.”

“Zoya should have better self-control,” Ivan said. “And her expectations about her own…assignation with the General were grossly out of proportion.”

“Marie is convinced they are betrothed,” Fedyor said.

“Betrothed?”

“The myrtle binding,” Fedyor said. “It is extremely amusing to imagine the General wearing a myrtle wreath—”

“He wouldn’t want to muss his hair,” Ivan said, just this side of scoffing. Fedyor batted him lightly on his broad, scarred shoulder.

“Vanyushka!”

“I grant you, he’s entitled to his vanity,” Ivan said. “And it never interferes with his command, but for a ceremony—Marie is blinded by her own romantic ideals. She would have the Sun Summoner trussed up in frills and ribbons—”

“Sergei asked David what he thought and David said it was impossible, a man like the General, a woman, a girl like Alina, one so fair, one so dark, they’d never be able to bridge the distance between them,” Fedyor said.

“He’s just talking about Genya,” Ivan said. “Though I’m impressed he imagines himself in General Kirigan’s place.”

“He’d be Alina,” Fedyor said. Ivan laughed but it was true.

“I honestly think they don’t even know themselves,” Ivan said. “It’s enough to drive me mad some days. She blushed red as Nina’s favorite kirtle last week when she came in and heard him singing in the bath, which, I admit, it’s startling when you hear how clear a tenor he has and I might have thought him a fresh recruit to the First Army by his own expression, both of them overcome, painfully obviously with the most fearful lust, Fedya, the General looked feral. I almost knocked over that overdone horse sculpture the Tsarevich commissioned for the War Room just to break the tension—”

“You just hate that stallion, milyy,” Fedyor said.

“It’s ugly,” Ivan said. “And crass. It’s perfectly Lantsov and it has no place in the Little Palace.”

“Are you going to say anything?”

“About the sculpture? There’s no point, the General hates it as much as I do but the ramifications of its removal are too great—”

“No, malysh, about them,” Fedyor said. “I take my cue from you on this score.”

“He wouldn’t want us to say anything,” Ivan said. “Yea or nay. Not until the pot is bigger—he knows we can’t afford that dasha in the country on our pay. He’s spoken of it, how important it is for a couple to have their own retreat, a home, how he wants that for all the Grisha.”

“This, right now, is enough for me, Vanyushka,” Fedyor said softly.

“I know. But I want more for you,” Ivan replied. “The General wants to remake Ravka, the entire world, for her and she wants to make night into day for him. I can want a dasha with a paddock and a grape arbor for you, Fedya. They understand.”

[the-a-word-2214]

Wise Beyond Her Years

summary: Pierre realizes he’s in love with his childhood best friend

pairing: Pierre Bezukhov x reader

word count: 1,489

warnings: fluff, soft Pierre moments

My dearest (Y/N),

Helene has become unbearable. She admitted to not wanting children although I persuaded her with having any amount of money she could ever want. I would like children one day, maybe Helene isn’t meant to be in my life after all. Thank you for listening.

Pierre Bezukhov

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As you carefully read Pierre’s letter, you cannot help but feel his unhappiness. He didn’t even originally want to marry Helene, her father thrust marriage upon them.

You’d known the man since you were children, you always felt a growing sense of love when you saw him but it was much more than a friendly love, it was a romantic one.

Once Pierre had come into the sum of his father’s inheritance, women were falling over themselves to get to him. It’s as if the socially awkward man they once saw had been erased from their minds.

He was still your Pierre though, the man that you loved and had since childhood. Your heart leaped anytime you saw him, but that was long ago. After getting thrown out of St. Petersburg, you hadn’t seen him in many months.

Once you received his letter, you immediately wrote back.

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Pierre,

I’m sorry to hear about your misfortune with Helene. Just know that there is a silver lining to your problems, my dear. You must come visit me, I get lonely most days without you here. The ice has frozen solid over the lake, it is now perfect for ice skating.

(Y/N) (L/N)

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The wind whipped through your hair as you skated across the frozen lake. Your warm coat kept out the cold. You skidded to a halt as you saw a figure in a fluffy ushanka marching towards you. It was Pierre, your Pierre.

He rushed towards you, nearly falling on his face. You met him in the middle, squeezing him tightly in a hug.

“Pyotr! So good to see you.” You exclaim, your mouth buried in the fur of his coat.

“Dearest (Y/N), it has been too long.” He mumbles into your hair as you pull away to look at him, your hands on his forearms.

“Come, let me show you how to skate.” You carefully pull him onto the ice with you as you skate backward, your eyes remaining on him. His gaze is wary as he slowly begins moving on the frozen water.

“This is much more fun than I ever anticipated.” He laughs softly as he looks down at his feet.

*******

Once you both return to the warmth of indoors, you take off your coat. You run your hands down the length of the smooth fabric of your dress. A soft sigh escapes your lips as you sit down next to the fire, the only sound being the popping of the fire.

“How have you been, (Y/N)?” Pierre startles you with his voice as he sits down in a chair next to you.

“Oh my! You gave me a fright.” You laugh softly as you put a hand to your chest.

“I’ve been lonely, Sonya and Natasha keep fine company but I miss our talks. I miss the way you used to make me laugh.” Your eyes flit to him, taking in his appearance. His hair a little longer than what you remember although the same glasses adorn his face.

“I see. I’ve missed you too, dearly. Helene only thinks of me as an oaf and a brute. She’s decided that she won’t mother any children either. The words she used were ‘you know I’m not the motherly type.’” He sighs, running a hand over his face.

“You deserve someone who will treat you better, Pierre. A kind woman who will happily bear your children.” You gently take his hand, he looks down at it. His eyes turn to you as he moves your hand up to his lips, kissing it softly.

Your breath catches in your throat as you turn to look away, your cheeks dusted with a faint blush.

“Pierre, you always flatter me.” You whisper as a smile graces your lips.

“You know that I’ve always found you to be wise beyond your years. You’re extraordinary! I’m four years your senior and yet you could outsmart me in almost any situation.” He’s doting on you now, making wild gestures with his hands. It always humored you when he became over dramatic.

“Oh, stop it Pierre. You’re too kind.” You laugh softly as he stands up, pulling you with him by your hands.

“It beguiles me that you can’t see your worth. You deserve a good man, (Y/N).”

*******

Pierre begins writing to you once more after he sees you. He would tell you about how many times Helene would be out and about and how each time he was more and more tempted into divorcing her.

The straw that broke the camel’s back was the truth of him finding out that Fedya Dolokhov, his own friend, was having an affair with Helene. Her restless behavior when he was around made sense now.

Pierre had challenged Dolokhov to a duel, in which he won. It was a miracle that he remained unscathed through it all. He wrote to you about his good fortune and each day after that. He began writing so often that you couldn’t keep up.

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My dearest (Y/N),

There is a ball being held soon. I would hope that you would be in attendance. This will be one of the first times that I make an appearance in public after separating from Helene. Please consider my proposal.

Pierre Bezukhov

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The thought of seeing Pierre again enticed you enough to bare the festivities of aristocratic life. With a heavy sigh, you prepared for the ball that’s taking place in the evening.

*******

The gold that lined the walls of the palace was illuminated as the darkness from outside seeped in. Everyone looked regal in their white clothes, especially the girls who lined up to meet their suitors.

You stood by your lonesome with your parents at your side as you surveyed the crowd. Andrei was somewhere in the crowd along with Pierre. You followed their gaze to see Natasha playfully looking away from their watchful eyes.

You felt wrong for coming, you felt like a fool. Of course Pierre could never love you when he was always so close with Natasha. Tears filled your eyes as you rushed off to another part of the palace, leaving your parents and the emotions of the ballroom behind.

You cried softly as you sunk to the floor, the only other bodies in the room being that of the footmen. The sound of boots against the tile filled your ears as you remained in your previous position.

“(Y/N)? Are you alright? What is the matter?” Pierre squatted down to your level as he beckoned you to look at him.

“I saw the way you looked at her, you love her don’t you?” You sniffled as you whipped your head up to look at him.

He opens his mouth to speak before closing it again, at a loss for words.

“...Never mind.” He stands up again as he begins to pace the small space.

“Never mind what? What is it, Pierre?” You demand as you approach him.

“I don’t love her, I love you.” He blurts out, his eyes a mix of fear and sadness.

You choose your words before vocalizing them.

“I love you too, Pierre. Ever since we were little.” You whisper the last part, staring at your shoes. He pulls you closer to him, his hands on either side of your face. He leans down and captures your lips in his own. The kiss is tender and soft as your lips move together as one.

Once you finally part, you feel as if a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. Your feelings no longer harbored, now out in the open.

“I’m delighted to hear that you feel the same way. Now, might you allow me the honor of dancing with you? If you’ll have me, that is.” He holds out his hand to you. You take it without a second thought, his deft, gloved fingers warm in your own.

He leads you out to the ballroom, this time your view of it is different. The faces seem a little more welcoming and you now notice just how handsome Pierre looks in his pale grey jacket. His eyes never leave yours as he holds you close. A slow melody fills the air as you hold him close.

Your hand in his, the other on his shoulder. You feel peace for the first time in years as you gaze at the man who loved you in return. That’s all you ever wanted in the end, is to be loved and love in return.

This was just the beginning of your new life with Pierre. Just the start of something wonderful.

[sxnnerman-frxllo]

Clayton Frollo

Name: Clayton Frollo

Alias: Clay, Claudia (Deadname)

Age: 19

Gender: Male (FTM)

Pronouns: He/Him

Sexuality: Bisexual

Height: 5’5 (165 cm)

Faceclaim: Fedya (Lest.at)

Nationality: French

Spoken Languages: French, English, a little Latin

Villain Parent: Claude Frollo

Personality: Snarky, Rebellious, Hot Headed, Sassy, Nervous, VERY Anxious around people who he precives as better people than him

Talents and skills: Proficiency with Base Guitar, really fast

Backstory

(Tw; Abuse, Homophobia, Transphobia)

Nobody knows who the mother(s) of Claude Frollo children, nobody knows who’d be dumb enough to sleep with the old man, but people do talk. In Claudias case, some theorize her mum was the famous queen of hearts, though all parties involved denied it on several occasions. Really, it didn’t matter to her, because she wasn’t around. All who was around was good old Frollo.

Frollo taught his children everything straight from the holy word. You couldn’t eat, sleep, or wipe your bum without knowing it was either god’s will or a straight sin. Some of his children took to his teachings, others did not. And those ‘rebellious devils’ were treated the worse. While his good little angels would receive low punishments for not doing what they’re told, the others would be beaten and whipped. While his perfect sons and daughters would get good meals, the others would live on leftovers and scraps. While his darling children would get to go outside and run errands, the others were kept in the high towers of his makeshift cathedral.

These poor children soon grew scared of him, frightened that he might lash out as he often did, and tried their best to act as good as they could be, going to extreme lengths to prove themselves. But Frollo had made up his mind about them, and his will was harsh and unchanging.

Claudia just so happened to be one of them. Her initial crime was being ‘too tomboyish’ for a young lady her age. She was constantly being told she had too loud a mouth and not sharp enough a mind. But whenever she did ask questions she was always turned away. When she was young she was especially curious especially about their teachings; “Why were these people punished so severely, they didn’t do anything?” “But that doesn’t match up to historical accounts?” “Isn’t this contradicting what he said earlier?”

Though she meant no harm, her curiousitys infuriated Frollo. Most often she was beaten the worst, sometimes for no reason. From age eight to eleven, she began to learn first aid to help her own and her siblings wounds.

Then at age twelve, she decided to finally venture outside. Her siblings tried to convince her not to go, but she persisted. She decided that she would go at night and come back at dawn, an hour before her father woke them all up. And by god it worked! This, perhaps, was one of the best decisions of her life.

While looking about she discovered all sorts of things on the isle like other cultures, pirates, different clothing styles, ideas of anarchy, music, wonderful food, and different communities, all of which she shared with her siblings when she returned. She learned the most about herself.

One of the many things she learned during this time period was she was not actually a she. She was talking with one of her new found friends about how she feeling uncomfortable in her skin when the other told her about being transgender, and that it sounded like she was experiencing body dysphoria. Naturally, as kids do, they tested every possible identity, pronouns, and names they could think of to find one that fitted Claudia and eventually they did. They settled upon male, using he/him pronouns, and after riggorus internal debate decided on the name Clayton. Another thing he found, when he was a little older, was his own sexuality, quite easily find out he was attracted to any gender.

Clayton was ever so excited about these discoveries but knew if his family ever found out, he’d never hear the end of it. So he kept these discoveries to himself.

He did this almost every weekend for a few years, and his father didn’t catch him so he just kept doing it. Until, of course, one day, the old judge did find out. At this time he was fifteen years old. It was late and Clayton had fallen asleep while out. When he finally woke up in a little alleyway surrounded by his sleeping friends, he quickly realized it was well past dawn. He ran home quickly but as he turned to corner to face his home, Frollo was waiting for him, standing in the doorway. The two made eye contact, and Clayton just knew he was gonna get beat to hell.

Frollo hadn’t ever given him hell quite like he did that day. If you’d ask any of his siblings or even the neighbors, they would’ve told you they heard the shrieks, wails, and shouts for hours on end.

Eventually, Clayton had a realization. At this point he was already numb to the pain so it didn’t matter what the old judge did. So he hurled every insult and poisonous word he could think of to describe the monster of a father. He spoke with a venom Claude hadn’t seen from his children and boy did it scare him. So much so, he lashed back with more force, more words, until the young boy got physical right back at him.

Though Clayton landed a few got hits, he was still no match for the judge, who pulled him out onto the streets by the hair. The two walked to the docks still dragging the boy out by the hair. This was probably the most anyone on the isle had seen Frollo for some time. During this walk Clayton did not try to break free but instead taunted the man, spilling everything he’d learned out of the cathedral, about his discoveries about himself. And this produced perhaps what haunts him the most to this day.

“You poor foolish child, you lose yourself in the ways of the devil! No matter, as you will never be my son or my daughter. Go on, die with your fellow scum, die in irrelevance, we were the only ones who cared for you. And now no one will ever remember you.”

Those were the last thing his father said before throwing him off the side of the docks. He surely would’ve drowned if it hadn’t been for a few helpful sailors who fished him out once the judge had left.

From then on Clayton was a homeless kid, living in the streets stealing what he could. On ocasion, his father would find him and mock him, and on others, the boy would do certain things to really piss his old man off in plain view of the cathedral,

Main Verse: Between Descendants 2 and 3

Location: Isle of The Lost

Clayton didn’t really pay attention to much that was happening on Auradon, mostly because he didn’t care. He has no intention of going to Auradon, he’s comfy enough being homeless amongst villains who really couldn’t judge him, why would he wanna be homeless in boreadon and just be looked at like a freak? During this time he’s had many run ins with the various pirates in his area including Umas ship. On some occasions he works with them on some he’s actively messing with them in any way. Other than graffitiing pirate ships, he spends most of his days stealing food, trinkets, whatever he can really, and selling them or, if they’re really cool, keeps them for himself.

Secondary Verse: Post Descendants 3

Location: Auradon

For some reason, he thought it best he leave the isle of the lost and join the rest of ths VKs down in auradon. It isn’t easy for him, often being judged for being the son of, though not the most powerful, arguably the most vile villain on the isle. This wasn’t something he alien to, though it’s much more prevalent here. Along with that, getting used to the customs, housing, and an abundance of food and medicine is...good but overwhelming. His personality shifted a bit, dying down from the rebellious loud mouth, to a rather nervous child. He begins to attend school, education wasn’t exactly something he could afford on the isle, and makes some friends. And things just start going uphill from there. He joins a band, he goes to parties, he gets on T, he rushes to have the childhood he never got. And God damnit he does.

Tertiary Verses: Various

*Will add to this once I make them*

[danatole-headcanons]

Normal (continued)

o worm im feeling generous have the rest of Normal 

“Isn’t it normal?”

Pierre stopped what he was doing, paperweight still in his hand. Time seemed to stand still in the moments he started at the youngest Kuragin, the only sound audible being Fyodor’s choked-up sobbing. Pierre bent down, his knees shaking, and offered his hand to Anatole. He didn’t know what he was doing, or why, but he did it anyway. Anatole trembled as he took Pierre’s hand, his blue eyes glassy and red.

“Don’t exhaust yourself, here.”

Pierre scooped Anatole up and carried him to the couch, wrapping him in blankets. He did the same with Dolokhov, who put up so little of a fight Pierre would’ve thought he was asleep if not for the hiccups coming from him.

“You two, no talking to each other, no looking at each other, don’t even think about each other. I’m going to be right back, okay?”

No movement from either of them. That’s a yes, then. Pierre took a deep breath and got out his phone, walking into his bedroom. Dialing a number, he sat on his bed and thought.

He was broken out of his thoughts when a chipper voice answered the phone.

“Hi! Natasha Rostova here! Who is this?”

Pierre smiled serenely. Natasha was always so happy all the time, not to mention naive, and a hopeless romantic, too. It was really no wonder how the girl fell for Anatole.

“Hello, Natalya. It’s me, Pierre Bezukhov? I was wondering if you could come over right now. I know it’s late, and we haven’t talked, but it’s a bit of an emergency.”

Natasha paused for a second.

“Hello Pierre! Um, of course I’ll come over, especially if it’s an emergency. What emergency, though?”

“Um, it has to do with a friend of mine… he says he knows you? I’d rather not give anymore details away though, he’s not in the most stable of conditions...”

“Oh! I see, I’ll get Marya to drive me over there ASAP. See you, Pierre.”

“Goodbye, Natalya.”

Pierre sighed, pocketing his phone. Hopefully, this’ll end in a heart-to-heart-to-heart, not bloodshed. He shook his head solemnly and walked back to the living room.

He wasn’t surprised to see Fyodor asleep on his couch, still rolled up in blankets in the fetal position. Anatole, however, was in his kitchen. He was sitting on the counter, wearing a quilt like a superman cape, eating a box of ritz crackers, and staring off into the distance woefully.

Both of them didn’t react to Pierre’s reentrance at all. Infact, Anatole didn’t seem to be in this plane of existence.

“Anatole, come here. Someone’s coming over, you can guess who, and you’re having a heart to heart with Fyodor.”

No movement.

“Anatole, please.”

Still nothing.

“Anatole, please, I want to help.”

Still… nothing.

“Fine, eat your crackers, I’m going to go wait for our guest.”

Pierre turned away slowly and began walking out of the kitchen.

“It’s alright, isn’t it? People do that all the time.”

Pierre turned back around to face Anatole. 

He was still looking off into the distance, nothing about him changed.

“I’m just exploring my sexuality, I didn’t really hurt anyone. Right?”

“Anatole, I-”

“Fedya’s fine, he’s just been stressed, that’s all.”

“Anatole, please, wait-”

“I’m not the reason,” He turned, tears welling up in his eyes.

“Right, Pierre?”

Pierre stepped forward. He thought of the things he’d been hoping someone would say to him one day, before opening his mouth.“Look, Anatole. It’s complicated. People are complicated. But, if you want, you can sit in the living room, and talk about everything. We won’t judge, we just want answers. And even if you committed terrible actions, your actions don’t make who you are. Everyone here is your friend, and we love, and support you. Now get down from there, you’ll break a leg, or a plate.”

About twenty awkward minutes passed before Natasha arrived at the house. She looked incredible, even at 10 pm, way better than Pierre probably looked. She waved goodbye to Marya before stepping in. 

“Hey, Pierre, how’re you? Is your friend okay?”

Pierre sighed, looking down.

“I’m fine, thanks, why don’t you come in? I’ll make cocoa, if you want. It’s pretty cold.”

“That’d be nice, thanks.”

Natasha walked past Pierre, into the large manor-like house. It looked basically like it always did. Cream-coloured walls adorned with paintings, bathed in dim yellow light from the lamp in the corner. A large, red couch sat in the far side of the room, covered in golden throw pillows. And on said couch, sat a bundle of someone in the fetal position.

 “Hey, Pierre, who’s this on the couch?”

“Oh, that’s… Dolokhov. Don’t wake him up yet, okay?”

“Um… sure.”

Dolokhov? Fyodor Dolokhov? The reckless, manipulative bastard that dated Sonya and cheated her brother out of nearly 2,500 bucks? He couldn’t have been the one who wanted to see her. There was no way.Was there?

“Hey, Pierre,” She took a step around the couch. “Is Dolokhov the one-?”

Her sentence was cut short as her foot hit something, her body hitting the floor with a dull thud. She whipped around to find two of the bluest, saddest eyes staring back at hers. It was him. He was there, and he looked like utter shit. Anatole Kuragin, the man she had fallen in love with because of his looks and charm, was sitting there in a blanket cape, clutching his knees, eating out of a nearly-empty box of crackers, it looked like. And he was staring at her. 

“A-Anatole?”

He didn’t move. No change in expression, no twitch of movement, no anything. He didn’t even seem to register her existence. He just stared in her general direction.

“Anatole, what are you doing here? I thought you left town, did you lie to me again?”

There was a slight, steady pressure on her shoulder as a cup of hot chocolate was placed in front of her face.

“See, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Please, come sit.”

He gestured to a comfy looking armchair in front of the fireplace. She slowly walked over to it as Pierre picked up Anatole and placed him next to Dolokhov on the sofa. A small, distressed noise escaped Anatole as he was lifted away from the box of ritz on the floor. It would be amusing if not for the circumstance.  

“Here, Anatole, it’s for you.”

Natasha watched as Anatole took the cup with trembling hands, pulling it close to him like one might with a stuffed animal.

“So, Natalya,” Pierre started. “You dated Anatole for a while, correct?”

She nodded, her brows furrowing. “Yes, I did.”

“Well… today he came over here looking for Helene. He said something about his father? And Dolokhov? Um, anyway, Dolokhov came over, also looking for Helene. They started fighting, and Dolokhov explained to me what happened. And then some more stuff happened, and Anatole asked if it was normal and so I called you…” He looked down sheepishly. “So, yeah. That’s what happened.”

Natasha blinked, glancing at the two on the couch.

“So… I’m here why?”

“Well, I thought maybe you’d know something about what Anatole said. Since you two were so close.”

Natasha placed her mug on the coffee table. Taking in the house.

“Wait, but I thought you lived with Anatole for a while? Didn’t you notice anything?”

Pierre let out a sigh as he looked up at her.

“Yeah, I did. But I wasn’t really at the house a lot. And when I was, most of the family was gone, save for Ippolit. And I never really talked to him.”

“Didn’t you think to question them? I don’t think Ippolit would’ve minded being asked any questions.”

“True, but I didn’t want to lose my room there if I did. Plus, Anatole was really clumsy. So I mostly brushed off his wounds as his own doing.”

The room was silent for the next few minutes aside from Dolokhov’s soft snoring.

Natasha picked at her nails, gazing at Anatole through her peripherals.

[obiwan824]

Untitled Anatole x Dolokhov

A/N: Not a reader insert, but I had the idea! Also, Danatole is all I need in life.

Warnings: Blood, death, crying, Helene

He knew that the day would come eventually. Dolokhov got in far too many duels for his own good, and it was only a matter of time until he lost.

Until his pistol was turned just slightly to the side, that slight turn throwing off his shot, the bullet whistling and speeding towards his opponent, about to bury itself into his chest- and then it missed, mere centimeters from his opponent’s head. And then Dolokhov would bury his face in his hands because it was over- that shot was his only chance.

When Dolokhov went away without a word, or with only a note left behind explaining his absence, Anatole couldn’t help but think these things. He missed Dolokhov terribly, of course, but the worry squeezing his heart and shattering it into tiny pieces overcame any feelings of loneliness. The tiny pain of loss stabbing his heart sometimes forced Anatole to tears. He would lie there, crying, arms wrapped around himself in an attempt to replace the sturdy grip of Dolokhov.

And then the weight would be removed from his body as Dolokhov pulled Anatole’s shaking body against his. Fedya would easily lift the sobbing mess left of his boyfriend and carry him to bed, letting him fall asleep in his arms.

When Anatole woke up with the other side of the bed cold, he knew instantly how the day would go.

He forced himself out of bed, shedding the tangle of blankets he had wrapped himself in. Anatole looked at the bed and, although he felt silly doing it, took one of Dolokhov’s pillows into his hand, holding it close to his face, closing his eyes, and inhaling the familiar, musky scent. Instantly relief flooded over him- Dolokhov wouldn’t leave him. Dolokhov, who would go out of his way to care for Anatole, who supported him through all of Kuragin’s idiotic moments, would never leave the man alone.

He finally left the bedroom, finding it empty and bare without Dolokhov’s warm presence. Anatole made his way out into the house, his feet silently padding on the rug. He finally stepped out onto the wood, shuddering at the cold tiles. He bit his lip, pausing at the doorway to Dolokhov’s study. It still smelled like him, Anatole mused with a silent pang of sadness. He had to dig his fingers into his palms, the sharp nails ripping the skin the tiniest bit, to stop himself from going inside. Halfway down the corridor, he turned back and entered, his shoulders relaxing at the sight of the familiar sight. Papers strewn everywhere, books messily displayed on shelves. A bottle of cologne sat proudly on the desk, making Anatole smile- Dolokhov had always been a big fan of showing off his signature scent. Drawings littered the floor, crude sketches of the home and of their friends, but the main subject seemed to be Anatole. The man in question picked one of them up, smiling when he saw the little hearts drawn around Kuragin’s head.

“Anatole.”

The sharp voice made him turn, his heart swelling with hope, his eyes brightening, his pale face gaining some color- and plummeted when he saw his sister. “Sweet sister.”

Helene smiled, a thin, fake smile that he knew so well. “Dear brother. I must speak to you.”

Anatole faltered. The Helene he knew wasn’t like this, she wouldn’t talk in such a tone. “At once.” They walked in uncomfortable silence to the living area, taking a seat on the sofa. Helene sat down close to her brother, resting a hand on his knee, laying her head on his shoulders. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.

“Dolokhov- did he tell you where he was going?”

Anatole looked down. “Of course not, he never does.”

Helene nodded stiffly. “Of course.” She frowned. “Something- something seems off…”

“What do you mean?” he replied slowly, suddenly cold.”

Helene shifted. “Brother, do you- do you not feel it?”

And he did. The fierceness of the bitter winter air nipping at any exposed skin, the wind howling outside in a flurry of blinding white snow. Helene was wrapped up in a cocoon of fluffy blankets, her dress long and thick, trying her best to block out the coldness. Anatole realized, with a start, that in his worry, he hadn’t even felt the cold. He suddenly felt freezing, alone and afraid. He felt tears run down his cheeks.

“Anatole-”

He burst into sobs. “Fedya-”

Helene softened and gathered him into her arms. “Anatole, dear brother, please- Fedya will be alright. He may be injured, but we shall patch him up, yes? And he’ll be fine and back in bed by tonight.”

Sobs wracked his body violently. “Helene- Helene-”

“I know, I know,” Helene soothed, rubbing his back. “Ssh…”

…

He wasn’t back.

The longest Dolokhov had been gone was only a morning, but now it was late at night, midnight at the very least, and he wasn’t back.

Anatole shuddered thinking of what could possibly be happening, though he was frozen. The tears had stopped, his cheeks sticky and wet and his face flushed. Helene had fallen asleep long ago, her head in his lap, sleeping soundly. He didn’t blame her for falling asleep, but Anatole, rather selfishly, he did admit, found that the loneliness was worse without her witty remarks and bright smirk.

He chewed his lip, his mouth already red and stinging. His thoughts were elsewhere, only on Dolokhov- his Dolokhov. His beautiful, kind, smart, funny Dolokhov. And he could be gone, Anatole couldn’t help but think. He could never see that incredible man again.

“I can see where your thoughts are going,” Helene piped up, suddenly awake. “Don’t think like that.”

“What if he-”

The doorbell rang out. Anatole’s head whipped towards the door, his shoulders stiff. He was frozen in place, unsure whether he could answer it or not. Helene quickly helped him up, putting her arm around his shoulders and carrying his weight to the door. She stepped back, sure that if Dolokhov were there, this moment would be theirs and theirs alone.

Anatole let an easy smile come to his face. Dolokhov was there- surely Dolokhov would be there. He would open the door, and they would hug and kiss and spend the night in each other’s arms. Letting out a laugh of pure joy, Anatole opened the door- and there was Dolokhov!

But this wasn’t Anatole’s Dolokhov. This Dolokhov was pale, covered in blood, a gaping hole in his chest. This Dolokhov wasn’t laughing or jumping or playing with his pistol.

This Dolokhov was still, lying on the doorstep lifelessly.

This Dolokhov wasn’t breathing.

This Dolokhov was dead.

Letting out a scream that would haunt Helene for the rest of her life, Anatole fell to his knees.

His Dolokhov was dead. 

[shotbyafool]

(based off that ONE BIT IN THE DUEL stop enabling me anna) there's nothing that anatole loves more than messing up fedya's carefully styled hair. he always grins, knowing he's going to pay for it later. hélène just rolls her eyes and sighs. her idiot brother and his lover who's all but become a brother to her as well. she's the only thing to keep them from fucking at the club. even then she's not very good at her job. she loses them around midnight as they disappear around the back, out of sight

they’ve been teasing each other all night– not very subtly, hélène notes from across the room, one of the dancers half on her lap. despite the low lighting and the hazy atmosphere of the club, fedya’s arm thrown around the back of anatole’s chair is impossible to miss, and dolokhov keeps on leaning into his ear to whisper something lowly with a sort of wicked smile on his face. 

hélène has, perhaps, never detested them more.

when fedya’s hand finds its way onto anatole’s thigh and anatole’s lips have gotten mere inches away from dolokhov’s, hélène politely taps the leg of the dancer and says she’ll have to excuse herself. the woman– beautiful, a catch, eyes shining– nods and smiles sweetly. hélène hates them for making her do this. 

neither of them see her coming, which is nearly impossible, considering the dramatic flair that she puts into it; they seem disgustingly lost in each others eyes. “anatole. fedya.” 

“yes, sweet sister?” anatole replies, though he does not look away from fedya’s pretty hooded eyes. 

“no, no,” she says, and pushes dolokhov’s hand off of anatole’s leg, leans over them as if to shield them from the public view. “you can’t be doing this in public, anatole.”

he raises an eyebrow, eyes her up and down. “why must we be subtle?” he asks, and she knows the expression too well as one that she has made time and time again. it annoys her endlessly. “you certainly haven’t been with that dancer.”

he nods to where hélène was just seated. she crosses her arms over her chest. 

“the situations are different,” she says sharply, and dolokhov still has not looked at her yet– she taps the side of his shoulder in an attempt to get his arm off of anatole. “i will never see her again. you two are under scrutiny.”

fedya looks around with a feigned innocence. “well, i don’t see anyone watching.”

anatole giggles at that, stupidly, into his own hand, and hélène sighs. “i’m not being the voice of reason,” she announces, adjusting the line of her necklaces and glancing back at the women gathered on a clump of chairs. “don’t do anything stupid.”

“same goes to you, hélène,” anatole says, before taking her hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it– an apology. she rolls her eyes. she is already gone. 

an hour and a series of questionable decisions later, hélène is certainly ready to leave; she’s falling from her drunken stupor and the reality is beginning to set in. she grits her teeth at the shouting of others who are still feeling rather stupid and excited. she goes looking for her brother immediately. 

anatole and fedya are not where she left them; in fact, she has no idea how long ago they left and where they might have gone off to.

or, rather, she has some idea where they might have gone off to.

the weather is just a little chilly, a cold wind rushing by every few minutes, though not enough to deter either anatole or fedya. she stands near the front and notices the two figures at the opposite end of the alleyway, pressed to each other. she is not even remotely surprised.

“anatole! dolokhov!” she calls; the silhouette that must be fedya snaps to attention, pulling himself off anatole (who has been easily pressed into the wall). “it’s time to go.”

“now?” anatole asks, almost like a child. hélène can sense his awful pout from here. 

“what? are you two too busy to head home?” 

dolokhov looks in her direction and then turns back to anatole, says something quietly enough just for him to hear. hélène can only listen to the breeze whipping past her ears and curl into her coat just tighter. 

fedya pulls away, but there is the fuzzy movement of anatole grabbing him by the collar and pulling him just close enough so their blurry figures touch before pulling away once more. anatole begins to walk back with a certain spring to his step. when they’re both close enough to speak to in a normal volume, hélène turns back towards their troika.

“good evening?” she asks as her brother takes her by the arm, his smile just walking the line of foolish. 

“yes,” he says, “wouldn’t you like to know more.”

hélène scoffs. “i can guess,” she replies, holding her chin higher. “and i certainly don’t care.”

anatole has a look in his eye, a little mischevious, but she knows that it is something for fedya, not her. dolokhov follows a few feet behind them, a satisfied swagger in his step. anatole smiles to himself, and fedya does the same. 

she hates them and their antics– and yet she cannot bring herself to leave them behind.

[elliotthezubat]

DEATH CITY DAYS CHAPTER 63

the sports festival tournament has begun! and more antics with the poe family

leo: ....im back. Ivan: "??? Oh. Hello." leo: have you been well? Ivan: "Better. More or less." YuY leo: miss lewis hasn’t been pestering you, has she? Ivan: "...A little?" leo: please try not to let it bother you too much... Ivan: "Oh, I have a plan for it not to bother me..." leo: o.o; oh? Ivan: "She'll be...tied up for a bit." leo: ....i have reasons to be concerned. Ivan: "What's the worst that can happen?" FD: "Have either of you seen Zoey?" leo: .... ._.; Ivan: "...She's busy." FD: "Really?" Ivan: OuO; leo: >->; *A thump is heard in the closet* FD: "..." Ivan: OuO;; leo: i'll.....go and see what that is. zoey: *muffled screaming of rage* Ivan: D8 leo: ._.;;;;;;; FD: "...I'm not surprised. Ivan, go punish yourself." Ivan: "Why would you think it was me?!" katya: .... 737~ FD: *death glare* Ivan: "!!! R-Right, sir!" *pulls out a whip, exits* leo: ah-......*sigh* ... FD: *pulls gag off of Zoey* zoey: that horrible monster tied me up and had katya throw me in there! FD: "...Shall we punish Katya?" katya: D8< FUCKING SNITCH! <fedya, how do you put up with this rotton fuck?!> FD: <It's not that rotten.> katya:.... <im so glad you're just faking your 'love' for her, otherwise i would have to think something is seriously wrong with your mind.> FD: *smiles* <Thank you. Now, why did you do what Ivan told you?> katya: <well, she annoys me.> FD: <So you just intend to tie up everything that annoys you and lock it in the closet?> katya: <if it were anyone else outside the rats, i would have just shot them in the goddamn face> FD: *glares* <I will not have you do so to Zoey.> katya: <i hear you, man. i know you have plans for her.> FD: <Good. Now, for punishment: go polish the guns.> katya: *rolls eyes* <very well then.> FD: <And feed the priest.> katya:...*smirk* noted. *exits* FD: "...Zoey?" zoey: yes master? FD: "Are you okay?" zoey: i-im fine....*clinging to him* FD: *strokes her back* "There, there. It's okay." zoey: mmm~ FD: "Come. Let's clean you up." leo: ............*sighs* you all go on ahead...i'll just be by myself then......*walks away* FD: "???" Ivan: "Ow..." leo: *looks inside* .... Ivan: *whipping himself* leo:....*biting her lip* Ivan: *whimpering* "M-Master..." *whip* "AH!" leo:....*wiping her eyes* (thinking: i really wish....i could just go in there and hold him...but i have no right to do so...) Ivan: *collapses to his knees* "...Wh-Why..." leo:....vanya? Ivan: "!!!" *pulls a blanket over himself* leo: are you....alright? Ivan: "Go!" leo: *wince*....if you want to talk....let me know.....*exits, tears falling* Ivan: "..." *curls up in the blanket, crying* -elsewhere- Yohei: *soaked* "...Kid, come on. You got more water on me than on you." toru: >3< Yohei: *puts the cloth back in the water, scrubs Toru's back* "I thought you'd like a bath." toru: =3= Yohei: "...Want Mr. Rubber Ducky?" *holds up bath toy* toru: uu! Yohei: "Here you go..." *hands the rubber duck to Toru* -elsewhere- Bakugo: -_-# "...Why are you still here?" denki:....i got hungry. *nom* Bakugo: "So you think you can just eat my food?! Damn it, Sparky--" -morning- hitoshi: ..... midnight: now, time to decide the match ups out of our 16 winners for the tournament! Izuku: o~o Bakugo: "..." Iida: *adjusts his glasses* midnight: first up-....hmm? ojiro? you have a question? Ojiro: "Yes...I...must forfeit my advancement into the finals." Aoyama: "Le gasp!" ochako: eh? eijiro: you serious man? Ojiro: "No...It's about my honor." Izuku: "But you advanced!" nirengeki: i-i want to step down too. i dont remember anything from the cavalry battle, and everyone here made it with their own strengths, but i dont even remember it. it wouldnt be right to let someone who didnt do anything move up. ochako:... *looking at ojiro* Ojiro: *nods* "I feel likewise. There is no honor to advancing when I was not in control of my own abilities to get to this point. I wanted to show my heroism by my own talents in collaboration with others...not being pulled along without my awareness." midnight: very well. i will allow it. taking their place will be two members of team kendo- itsuka: actually, i would rather have someone from team tetsutetsu take their place, they worked pretty hard out there. Tetsutetsu: "???!! B-But your team advanced!" Bakugo: "..." itsuka: well, you guys were practically immobilized out there. it just feels like the right thing to do. Tetsutetsu: "..." *shaking* "Itsuka..." Bakugo: "??!" Tetsutetsu: TT____TT "THANK YOU!" ibara: bless your heart. itsuka: *glances at bakugou, smiles* Bakugo: "...You sure about this? I was looking forward to seeing you in combat." itsuka: *she nods* dont worry, im sure you can see me in action later on. Bakugo: "...I look forward to it." itsuka: sounds like a date then. ^^ tokage: *dragging itsuka off* come on lovebirds, let's ride. reiko: that would be advisable. kinako: dude, that's rad. Tetsutetsu: "Okay--so, which of us is advancing?" Bakugo: -\\\- Monoma: *internal screaming* -and so- hitoshi: .... announcer: first match, is midoriya vs shinsou! BEGIN! Izuku: "..." ("What Ojiro told me...") hitoshi: ....oi, midoriya, this is a battle to test your will, right? if you have any vision for your future, then it doesnt matter how you got here, like that dumbass monkey babbling on about his pride. Izuku: "?!!!" Ojiro: "...Oh, no. Don't do it!" Iida: "Don't do it!" Bakugo: "...Meh. Do it." Izuku: "How dare you say that about--" -pang- hitoshi:...heh. announcer: eh?! midoriya's frozen solid! Izuku: “….” *his eyes are glazed over* ochako: !!! Ojiro: "YOU HAD ONE JOB! WHAT WAS EVEN THE POINT OF WARNING?!" hitoshi: good, now turn around and walk out of bounds, ok? yuuji: the hell? Izuku: …… *turns and walks* denki: WOAH! HE'S ACTUALLY DOING IT?!?! Bakugo: "...This is stupid. He's walking the _long_ way out. Why not walk perpendicular out the _short_ way?" ochako: DEKU! SNAP OUT OF IT! All Might: *watching from the entrance* "!!!" ("Come on, kid! What the hell are you doing?!") Izuku: ("...My body is like stone...I can't control this...My mind is in a haze...This is what Ojiro warned me--and I didn't listen!") Ojiro: "YOU DIDN'T LISTEN TO ME!" Izuku: ("I KNOW THAT ALREADY!") -eyes can be felt staring at him- Izuku: ("?!!! ...All Might?") -snap out of it!- -???: *smiling* you got this, kid.- Izuku: *his foot reaches the edge--when his fingers start heating up...* *BOOM* hitoshi: ?!?! Izuku: *his fingers are broken...his foot stopped before reaching out of bonds...* *turns to stare at Hitoshi* "..." hitoshi: h-how? how did you snap out of it?? Izuku: *clenches his teeth, glaring at Hitoshi...marks forward* hitoshi:...what? got nothing to say? im jealous though, just being able to move your finger that way must mean you're the real deal. Izuku: *still marching* ("No...I'm not. I inherited this ability. Without it...I wouldn't have gotten to this point...") hitoshi: ....dammit, SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! Izuku: *runs at Hitoshi, shoving him* hitoshi: !!!! *spins him and-...* Izuku: *holds onto Hitoshi, swinging him around* hitoshi: oh fu- -KO- Bakugo: !!!! ("That move...It's the same when--") midnight: and the winner is, midoriya! Izuku: *rubbing his nose, bloodied* hitoshi: .... {hitoshi: ...} {Classmate #1: "You got your quirk--and it's mind-control? Cool!"} {classmate 2: that seems so villainous!} {hitoshi: ..... *looking down*} {Classmate #3: "Just don't control my mind, buddy!"} {-of course, they'd expect something bad from someone with a quirk like mine...even in a room filled with people....i felt....alienated-} Izuku: *standing, bloody, hand injured...* "...Why did you want to be a hero?" hitoshi:...... *walking off* Izuku: "..." *frowns hitoshi: we dont get to choose things we naturally admire. Izuku: "?!" General Course Student #1: *watching* "..." gen course student:... you did awesome out there, shinsou! hitoshi: ?? *looks up* Student #2: "You almost beat the guy who placed first! That's an accomplishment!" hitoshi:.....oi, midoriya, they'll consider transfers to the hero course based on results here. i may have failed here, but im not giving up. Izuku: "..." *smiles* "Right!" -pang- Izuku: ….. ("...Aw, balls.") -snap- hitoshi: people who respond to me tend to stiffen up like that. it'd be easy for me to mess everything up for you right here. so, try not to fall for stuff like that, kay? Izuku: "..." *nods* "I'll make sure not to!" hitoshi:...now if you excuse me. *getting into a large hamster ball and rolls off* ochako:... what? Monoma: "...Gosh darn it to heck." Iida: "...That's bizarre, even for this school." Bakugo: "..." yuuji:...im gonna go take a leak, lates. -and so, the second match begins- hanta: *streeetch* i really dont feel like winning, tbh....*TAPE SHOOTING* Todoroki: *death glare* hanta: but i dont feel like losing either! Todoroki: *just stands there* -swiiiing- Todoroki: "...I'm done here." hanta: hu- *FWOOSH* ochako: !!!!!! hanta: !!!! Aizawa: *in the announcer's booth--staring at an iceberg in front of him* "...Huh." Arthur: *looks up from outside* "...The Titanic has landed?" teacher: oh shit- GET THE FIRE BRIGADES IN HERE! THERE ARE CIVILIANS TRAPPED IN THERE! shinra: already on it! tamaki: right! hanta: o-ow... midnight: h-h-hanta is i-i-immobilized....t-t-the winner is t-t-t-todoroki. *shivering* Todoroki: "...I'm sorry." *heats up his left hand* Arthur: *charges up Excalibur* "Stand still, ma'am." ochako:.....(thinking: todoroki.....) -later- Todoroki: *back to the crowd...head lowered* itsuka: seems they're going to hold the other UA matches until the stadium gets fixed. ochako: todorok- Todoroki: *ignores, keeps walking* ochako: ....*looking around* Endeavor: *stare* ochako:.....*hard stare....fist clench* hey. you're todoroki's dad, right? Endeavor: "Yeah? I'm the hero Endeavor. Don't you know that?" ochako: well, hard not to know that...he's told me a bit about you. Endeavor: "Can only imagine..." ochako: ...he did pretty great so far. you're proud of him, arent you? Endeavor: "He'd have won his matches if he just did what I said and used my power in the competition." ochako: *fist grip* but still, he won, didnt he? Endeavor: "Winning isn't enough, kid. Out there, you live or die, rise in the ranks or sink into obscurity like the failure you are." ochako: *shaking* (thinking: i want to say _something_....but what _can_ i say? i cant think of anything....dammit!) Endeavor: "Shouto will learn--if he's going to be the Number 1 hero, he has to use my ability. So, unless you want an autograph, beat it, kid." ochako:...no thanks, i dont take autographs from jerks. *walks off* Endeavor: "..." *shrugs, walks away* ochako:..... Todoroki: "..." ochako: hmm? oh, hey todoroki. you did awesome in the match today. ^^ *her hands are trembling* Todoroki: "...He's a bastard." ochako:....so i've noticed...claiming you have 'his ability'....but you're ability isnt anyone's but your own, right? Todoroki: "...It's his. Every last bit of it. And if I could expel it from my DNA, I would." ochako: then make it your own! Todoroki: "...?" ochako: *determined smile* i believe in you! Todoroki: "..." -\\\- "Your beliefs are not going to change the past." ochako:...then let's work towards the future. ^^ Todoroki: "...That is unbelievably corny." ochako: ^^;; but it's true, though. Todoroki: "...Thanks." -elsewhere- Izuku: "Th-Thanks, Nurse." ^^; -elsewhere- Poe: OWO;;;; emilia: is this miss lucy? atsushi:....um....hi? Lucy: "??? Edgar? You're here?" Poe: "Y-Yes...These are Lucy and Atsushi." emilia: *looks* she looks like a princess. atsushi: um...is this your...uh... ._.; Lucy: .\\\. emilia: you got a big dolly with you, and a big kitty too! atsushi: ?? Lucy: ^\\\^; "Yes, I do...Do you like dolls and kitties?" emilia: *nods* uncle eddie has a kitty too, but he's a lot smaller, and kinda scary. Lucy: "???" atsushi: that's a raccoon. Poe: O_____O;;;; emilia: no, i dont mean karl! >3< Poe: *nervous laugh* "Ha ha ha ha--such an imagination--" ^^;;;;; Lucy: "...Atsushi, show off your cat ears." atsushi: o_o; um.... Lucy: *pinches his bottom* atsushi: MEEP! *tiger ears* ./////. emilia: woah! Lucy: "So if Emilia can see Atsushi is a tiger...and knows I have Anne..." *stares at Poe* Poe: O__________O black cat: -you didnt even know your niece is a gifted? wow, you really are stupid- emilia: ??? Poe: "STOP TALKING, YOU STUPID CAT!" *covers his ears* atsushi: h-hey, easy now! ranpo: oh, hey poe, who's the kid? *sipping from his juice box* Poe: YwY "My niece..." Lucy: "She sees things." ranpo: oh, so she's a medium or something? Lucy: "Maybe..." *smiles at Emilia* "Emilia, do you see something around Ranpo?" emilia:....i dont see anything. ranpo: so i dont have any ghosts hanging around me then? atsushi: -___-; Lucy: "???" Poe: QWQ ranpo: something bothering you again? Poe: "...Just a lot going on. Family visit. Vampires." ranpo: yeah, i saw that some explosions went off near your girlfriend's apartment, how is she? Poe: "She's staying at my place." ranpo: and her dad? Poe: "Also staying with us." ranpo: gotcha. -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *trying to pull ribbon off himself* >_< louisa: ?? mary: what's the matter, lil guy? Mr. Tsubaki: *rolling on his back, now tied up in the ribbon* O_O; louisa: oh, oh dear, wait right there! *exits with mary* Mr. Tsubaki: -_-; ("I'm not opposed to this kind of thing--just not like this...") *still struggling* *POOF* Mr. Tsubaki: *in human form--and now choking* O______O louisa: im back with the sci- ..... Mr. Tsubaki: O-O;;; *he is tied in a….rather risqué fashion* louisa:......... *SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM LORD FRANCIS SOME PERVERT GOT INTO THE BUILDING!!! Fitzgerald: "?!!! What's all this now--" Mr. Tsubaki: *bounces out the door--and through an opened window* O___O mary: OuO;;; what just happened? Mr. Tsubaki: *crashes into an open dumpster...emerges, without ribbons, in fox form...with a banana peel on his head* X____X hobo: the fnguck? Mr. Tsubaki: *stares at the hobo, still in fox form* "...You should go to the shelter across the street." *limps back into the building* ("Ow...ow...ow...") -elsewhere- Arthur: "Look on the bright side: the Festival now has all the shaved ice it could ever want." shinra: yeah, i guess. *phew* at least we got most of the civilians out from there....cant imagine what was going through their heads... All Might: *in de-powered form* "Um, excuse me? Young man? I'm sorry to bother you, but one of the students...they got their tongue stuck to the ice." shinra: ah crap. hold on! Bakugo: "DAMN IT, SPARKY! I TOLD YOU THIS WAS STUPID!" denki: <kusakabeeee help> TT_TT shinra: hold still. *puts his foot to the ice, melting it away* denki: *spitooie* ugh, thanks man, i owe you. Bakugo: "...I heard of putting your foot in your own mouth, but this is just stupid." shinra: it's all good, all in a heroes work! *smiles* All Might: ^^ "Quite heroic, kid." Bakugo: "Tch. You, a hero? You aren't even in the class." All Might: -_- shinra: wont stop me from trying. ^^ All Might: *thumbs up* Bakugo: "...IT'S NOT FUN IF YOU HAVE A POSITIVE ATTITUDE, DEKU!" All Might: "...???" Bakugo: "I mean, Deku's friend!" shinra: jeez, what bit you in the nuts? tamaki: shinra, quick making small talk and help us out! Arthur: *holds up Excalibur* "On it!" *swings the sword* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: -_-; "Stupid were-tiger and that brat..." higuchi: still angsting? Akutagawa: "I do not angst. I consider the ramifications of others' foolish decisions." >3< higuchi: you look kind of down, though. Akutagawa: "...So long in this mafia--and alone." higuchi: ...... Akutagawa: "He will never be with me, as he is with that awful young woman with arrested development and the doll fetish." higuchi:....*sigh* well, you still have us, right? Akutagawa: "..." *looks away* higuchi:....if you want to talk, let us know, ok? Akutagawa: "Fine. Thank you." *goes back to striking the punching bag* -elsewhere- kirako:...dazai? what the heck did you just send me? -he sent her that video of the ‘lemme smash’ bird with 0 context- Dazai: *holding straw* owo "I thought it was funny..." kirako: ^^; you sure there's no subliminal messages here? Dazai: "Maaaaaaaaaybe~" *cheek smooch* kirako: *chuckles and rolls eyes* not during work, dazai. ^^; Dazai: *whispers* "When you're not at work...~" kirako: deal. Dazai: =w= "It's a date..." -elsewhere- leo: .......*getting out of the bath* {leo: *laying on the ground, brutally beaten*} {John #1: <"Still haven't had enough?"> *kicks her*} {leo: *wince* ......} {John #2: <"Maybe make it better for her. Distract her from that pain with some pleasure...">} leo:...... *knock knock* leo: j-just a moment! *getting dressed* yes? Ivan: "It's me." leo: *opens the door* h-hello. Ivan: "...I am sorry for my rudeness earlier." leo: i-it's fine, really. Ivan: "...Are you okay?" leo: *nods* just got out from the bath. Ivan: "Hope it was relaxing..." leo:...i suppose.....and you? Ivan: "...I had to be bandaged." leo: you didnt get hurt again, did you?.....oh right....the whip.... Ivan: "...Yeah." leo: .....mr fyodor hasnt forgotten about you. Ivan: "...I know. He told me to punish myself. That is obvious." leo:......*sad expression* Ivan: "...I will let you get back to your tasks." leo:...right....*sigh* Ivan: "...Goodbye." *turns to exit* leo: ....... Ivan: *walks through the hall* FD: "Ivan." Ivan: OWO; "S-Sir?" FD: "Follow me." Ivan: OWO "...Okay?" *FD takes Ivan into a room* Ivan: "S-Sir?" FD: "Let me see your back." Ivan: "..." *turns around* FD: "..." *sighs* "Take off. The shirt." Ivan: "...!!! R-Right..." *unbuttoning* *lowers his shirt, revealing his bandaged back* FD: "..." *traces a finger along the bandages* Ivan: *shudders* "S-Sir--?!" FD: "Shhh..." *kisses above the bandage* Ivan: O\\\\\o FD: *his hands move along Ivan's chest* Ivan: *moving forward* "S-Sir?! What are you--" FD: *turns Ivan around--and kisses his lips* Ivan: O\\\\\\O FD: *pushes Ivan to the wall* "...Take off those clothes." Ivan: "..." *starts unbuckling his belt...pulls down his pants* -elsewhere- Joker: "Well, that was surprising." ivy: no shit. Joker: "I mean, not even using fire? That's pathetic." -elsewhere- Izuku: "..." *looks at his hand* ("I should've smiled...") tsuyu: great job out there, izuku. Izuku: ^\\\^ "Th-Thanks...I still feel kind of foolish..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "You feeling better?" lilac: *under the weighted blanket*....*nod nod* Sakuya: *pats head* "Need a drink?" lilac:....*nod* naho: ... Sakuya: "We'll take care of that..." *exits for the kitchen* naho:....*hug* lilac: i-it was cold....i was really scared..... naho: i know... Sakuya: *heating up water* "..." lilac: those fire people helped me though.... naho: you're ok lila, ok? you're home now and you're ok. Sakuya: *shakes his head* ("What kind of an idiot can't control his abilities like that?!") naho: *humming* lilac: *holding onto her* *hic* Sakuya: *finishes heating the water, pours the tea, returns* "..." *sets the tea down, sits by Naho* -elsewhere- Kid: *hug* stocking:......thanks..... Kid: "You're welcome...It's okay..." stocking:....*sigh* i thought i was over these nightmares..... Kid: "..." *holds her hand* "I know. At least it's in the past..." stocking: r-right..... Kid: "...How about some tea?" stocking:...i'd like that. Kid: *gentle smile* "Coming right up." -elsewhere- sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *sipping beer* "..." -it feels empty- Chuuya: "..." *opens another bottle* -...- -why couldnt i save her?- Chuuya: "If I had listened...Paid attention..." -i dont want to feel anything anymore. i dont want to think about anything anymore. i just want to be with you...- Chuuya: "..." *sets down the beer...walks to the bathroom* -...- mito: o^o? Chuuya: *shuts the door...turns on the tub faucet* sonia: papa? Chuuya: "..." *turns off the faucet...stares at the water in the tub* "...Y-Yeah?" sonia: are you ok? Chuuya: "Y-Yeah. Just...a stomach ache." sonia: are you in the bath? Chuuya: "...Just finishing." sonia: .....are you sad? Chuuya: "...A little...sick..." sonia: do you want a hug? Chuuya: "...Yeah. One moment..." *stares at the tub...* *sighs* *opens the door* sonia: *looking up at him* -naoya: that kid's going to be depending on you, you know- Chuuya: *puts on a smile* "Hey..." sonia:....*hugs his leg* Chuuya: "..." *hug* sonia: i love you, papa. Chuuya: *sniff* "I love you, too..." sonia: please dont die, ok? Chuuya: *trembling "...O-Of course not..." sonia: i dont want to lose my papa too.... Chuuya: "..." *leans down, looks her in the eyes* "I promise you, I am not going anywhere." sonia: *hug* Chuuya: *pats her back* -elsewhere- Poe: QwQ lana: everything ok, edgar? Poe: "I-I was just surprised at someone..." lana:...*hug* Poe: *shivers* "I-I'm kind of scared." lana: ?? Poe: "...My niece...saw something." lana: ?? Poe: "...Some ability users manifest...alternate selves." lana: you mean she's- Poe: "...I think she can see." lana: .... Poe: "...I've been plagued by these images." lana:.....*hugs him* Poe: *sniff* "I-I thought I was seeing things throughout my youth..." {cat: *grinning maliciously at a young edgar*} {Young Edgar: Q~Q "H-How does no one see it?!"} {maid: sir? is everything alright? you're running an awful fever...} {Young Edgar: "Get that cat out of here!"} {maid: ....sir, there isnt a cat in here. please, get some sleep. we'll call the doctor now.} lana:... Poe: "I-I never understood it...I wanted to be where I would not have to fear being followed by that beast." lana: *rubs his back* shhh... it's ok now. Poe: *shivers* "I-Is it? I think it's back..." -cat: i never left, you know- Poe: D: *quiet squeak* lana: *hugs* it's ok, just breathe. Poe: *inhales, closes his eyes, holds onto Lana* -elsewhere- Lucy: "...Sorry about earlier." atsushi: i-its fine. .///.; Lucy: "...I mean, I like the ears." atsushi: yeah i- -moans can be heard on the 3rd floor- atsushi: O-O;;;; Dazai: "Who's your daddy?" Lucy: ……………….. atsushi:.....................................excuse me, i need to lose conciousness now. *FAINT* Lucy: D: "No!" *holds him by the shoulders, shaking* atsushi: oyoyoyoyoyo.... -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *in fox form, dunked into a washbasin, cleaning garbage off of him* -____-# mary: how did you even get into the garbage, lil guy? Mr. Tsubaki: *small fox chitter* mary: hmmm there you go! all clean now! Mr. Tsubaki: *after being toweled, he's now a giant fluffball* ._. mary: hehe ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *shakes a bit to return his fur to normal* .\\. mary: *hug* Mr. Tsubaki: o\\\o "..." *small nuzzle* bram: .... Mr. Tsubaki: =\\\\= *looks up at Bram* "???" ("...I sense something...") bram: .....*uneasy* Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *sniff* ("...Blood?") bram:....*coughing up blood* d-damn... Mr. Tsubaki: O___O "..." *small lick of his own lips* bram: *shivering* urg.... Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *nudges Bram's leg* bram: ah-um.... ._.; Mr. Tsubaki: *leaps up, licks Bram* bram: ._.;;;; erm- mary: *giggles* aww, he likes you! Mr. Tsubaki: *nuzzles* =w= *smells the blood* bram: i-it's fine, that happens a lot...wait, why am i talking to the fox? Mr. Tsubaki: *head tilt* -elsewhere- Ivan: >\\\\\O pushkin: *listening through the door*.....bruh. katya: <better than hearing that creepy brainless nurse, for sure> leo:....................... barkova: ?? owo FD: "Who. Is. Your. Master?" *whip* Ivan: "Y-You!" leo:.....*shaking* FD: *grunts* "That's...right..." *slap* Ivan: "AAAH~" leo:......................................*walking away* FD: "Just a bit more..." *his hand is stroking along him* "Cum for your master..." Ivan: "I-I want to..." *SLAP* -elsewhere- keek:....................*glances at hawthorne* Hawthorne: *he’s out cold from the torture* keek:.....................*looks down at her stubs*.................*tearing up* {Mother: "Don't you ever want to get out of your room?"} {keek: it's too stressful to deal with other people mom.} {Mother: "I know...but if you don't try, you may miss out on something great."} keek:.....*whimpering* Hawthorne: …. *turns* -elsewhere- sachiko: *yaaawn* so tired... Spirit: "...Want to kick back a bit?" sachiko: yes please. *leaning against him* Spirit: =\\\= *puts an arm around her shoulder, kisses her cheek* sachiko: mmmm~<3 Spirit: "Hey...I love you." sachiko: i love you too. *kiss* Spirit: ^\\\^ -elsewhere- Relan: .\\\. shinra: *snuggles* zzzzzzz iris: *puts the blanket over him* Relan: "Th-Thanks..." iris: ^^......he's exhausted. Relan: "Yeah...and with the competition coming up, he'll need the sleep." iris: *nods and kisses their foreheads* get some sleep, ok? Relan: ^\\\^ "You too. Night." -elsewhere- Aizawa: *in convenience store* "...Midnight? That you?" midnight: *in civilian clothes* shhhh. im not on the job, just call me nemuri. yuuji: um...hi? Aizawa: "Yeah, sorry. I was just getting newbie here a meal." *grabs cat food* midnight: ....cat food? yikes. yuuji: -_-; no, we went to an actual restaurant. Aizawa: "This is for my cats. I'm cheap, not sadistic." *points* "Hey, kid--you want something? My treat. Ice cream?" yuuji: uuhh... sure. 7-7; Aizawa: "Okay...Nemuri, you finish your grading?" -morning- Dazai: "..." -it's quiet...then again, it is a graveyard- Dazai: "Hi again. Happy birthday." -no answer- Dazai: "...Been a busy year. Atsushi is in school. Ango is still a dick." -...- Dazai: "...Think Akutagawa is getting better. Kinda. He isn't as stalkerish." -...- Dazai: "...I can tell a lot of people miss you...I miss you, still. Miss what you would've been writing. I don't read as much as I want...but if it was your stuff..." -...- Dazai: "...I shouldn't talk about vengeance. Not on your birthday. Not when you told me to..." *puts his hand on the gravestone* "I want to do what you asked...and I'm trying." -...- Dazai: "...Goddamn it, I'm trying..." *crying* -...- Dazai: "...I miss you, Oda. And...I wish you were here, for your birthday." -...- Dazai: "..." *sets down flowers and a blank notebook* -...- Dazai: "May you always write, my friend..." -...- Dazai: "Happy birthday..." *passes his hand along the gravestone* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "Zzz..." sonia: zzzz Chuuya: *sleep talking* "R-Rain..." sonia: zzz.... Chuuya: "N-No!" *wakes up with a start* sonia: zzzz..... Chuuya: *stares at Sonia* "..." ("...I have to be here, for her...") sonia: zzzz Chuuya: "..." *tucks her in* sonia: *she seems content* Chuuya: "..." *smiles, gets up and goes to the kitchen* -3 texts from; kouyou, naoya, and mori- Chuuya: "..." *pulls up Naoya's* naoya: [you're up against the weretiger today, good luck!] Chuuya: ("Crap...That is today...") [thanks. i'll be bringing sonia over. keep mori away from her] naoya: [can and will do] Chuuya: [thanks] *pulls up Kouyou's* kouyou: [did you sleep ok last night?] Chuuya: "..." [no] kouyou: [did something happen?] Chuuya: "..." [a nightmare] kouyou: .... [please dont over exert yourself today] Chuuya: [i won't. thanks] "..." *hesitates to pull up Mori's text* Mori: [don't lose] Chuuya: "..." [i won't] -elsewhere- Kyoka: "You ready?" atsushi: nervous as all hell, but yeah. Kyoka: "..." *looks around him* "Your fan club seems enthused." atsushi: my what now? o_o; Audience member #1: *in tiger ears and a tail* "Go, Tiger Boy!" atsushi: ^^;; odasaku: lucky you, kid. atsushi: ( -///_///-; ) Audience member #2: *wearing a tiger shirt and holding a sign: "LET IT ROAR!"* Akutagawa: *in tiger ears* "..." atsushi: (thinking: im not sure how to feel about this) Akutagawa: "...If you lose, I'm ripping your body into pieces." atsushi: o_______o; (thinking: OH GOD IM GIVING THEM EXPECTATIONS NOOOOOOOO) Audience Member #3: "Hey! Don't threaten him, you meanie!" *they're wearing a full tiger furry suit--and smash their sign into Akutagawa's head* -elsewhere- Lucy: *at work, wiping a table...looking up at the TV coverage of the Festival* "..." -elsewhere- Hibana: "...Endeavor." Endeavor: "...Princess." hanako: mama, who's this? Hibana: "Just a jerk who abused his wife and is an awful parent." hanako: *looks at endevour....sticks her tongue out at him* -elsewhere- Izuku: *looking at the long line* "It's taking forever to get inside..." -elsewhere- Chuuya: *tying his shoelaces* "..." shinra: good luck out there, ozaki. Chuuya: "...Thanks." *stretches* "Let's see how this goes." -elsewhere- Iida: "Looking forward to this round?" atsushi: *nods* OwO;;;;;;;; Iida: "...Well, you are fast, although your fighting style is rather rudimentary..." atsushi: um...thank you? Iida: "I suggest using raw force to end the fight quickly." atsushi: *looks at his hand* ok then? Iida: "How long can you stay in tiger form?" atsushi: well, as long as i need it too, but i dont really have much control when i go full tiger, so... Iida: "What if you _have_ to? Can you risk going full tiger at the end of the competition?" atsushi:....*gulp* *sweats* Iida: "..." *shoulder pat* "I couldn't risk expending all my power until the end of my competition in the cavalry battle. I think you can't either." atsushi:....right. -elsewhere- zoey: .....*asleep* {####: thanks} {zoey: *bandaging a fellow camper's leg* no problem ###} {####: "Our little medic--so talented."} {zoey: well, i do want to be a nurse some day so that i-########} -useless...- {FD: "You are mine alone."} -i only live for you- {FD: "Yes, you do."} -i will kill for your sake- {FD: *hands the knife to her* "Prove it."} {zoey:.....} {zoey?: p-please.....stop this..this isnt you...} {zoey: shut up. *cutting into her*} {zoey?: *SCREAMING*} {zoey: the person i was.....has no reason to exist anymore...} {FD: "No...and all that is left...is what I wanted..." *his fingers dig into her clothes...and her skin...*} {zoey: ah...~} zoey: *opening her eyes, staring at the ceiling* ........... *A thump is heard outside her room* zoey: ??? *footsteps are heard coming to her door* zoey: *sitting up* *The door opens* zoey: ?? FD: *pokes his head in* zoey: ah~ FD: "Did you sleep well?" zoey:...yes. and you? FD: "...I was exhausted from work..." *crawls into her bed* zoey: mm... *hugging him* FD: *snore* *he's already out* zoey:...*holding him, his face against her chest* FD: "Zzzz..." *buries his face* -elsewhere, underground- Ivan: =w= *still tied to the wall* leo: um....should i....get you down now? Ivan: "Yes, please..." leo: *untying the ropes* how do you feel? Ivan: *sigh* "Satisfied." leo:....i see.... should i get you a change of clothes, then? Ivan: "That would be nice..." =\\\= leo: *nods and looks in his wardrobe, getting out some clothes for him* Ivan: "Ah, good choice. Thank you." *takes the pants* leo:.... *looking away, blushing slightly* Ivan: "Master is so attentive." =w= leo:....indeed he is. Ivan: "And masterful..." leo:......so i see. Ivan: "No, you didn't~" leo:........................ah. right. Ivan: "Hee hee hee..." leo:....you seem....happy. Ivan: "I do feel happy...He makes me happy." leo:...i can see that.... Ivan: "You should find that yourself..." leo: *wince*............maybe....but i dont think he'd be interested. Ivan: "Can't hurt to ask..." leo: ..........no, he probably wouldnt think of me as a potential lover. Ivan: "Probably for the best to find a good opportunity to ask him. Maybe spend time with him..." leo:....r-right...*INTERNALLY SCREAMING* Ivan: "Well, I worked up an appetite. Let me make us some pancakes." leo: alright then. *His fly is down* leo: um.....v-vanya.... .///////.; katya: *walking by* <vachenka! for fucks sakes man, zip it up!> Ivan: "???" *looks down* <Oh my!> *zips up* leo: 7/////7;; Ivan: ^^;; "Hey." <Sorry!> -elsewhere- Dazai: *walking back to the office* "..." yana: *whistling gymnopedia no 1* Dazai: *freezes* yana: *glances over at him* Dazai: "...That song..." yana: you a fan of classical music, buddy? Dazai: "I'm familiar with a bit of it." yana:....ah. cool. *walking off* Dazai: "..." ("That song...Where was it...?") -elsewhere- Chuuya: *stretching* atsushi: *sweating* Chuuya: "..." ("For Sonia...") atsushi: *gulps* -get ready- Chuuya: *assumes offensive pose* atsushi: *takes stance* -BEGIN- atsushi: *side-step circling* Chuuya: *circles Atsushi, getting closer* atsushi: (thinking: if what dazai said is right, this guy is one of the best, if not the best, martial artist in the port mafia. that's not really encouraging!) Chuuya: *jab* atsushi: GRK- ow... Chuuya: *sweeps his leg underneath Atsushi* atsushi: *jumps back* Chuuya: *gravity push* atsushi: !!! *tiger arms grab onto the ground, stopping just before out of bounds* Chuuya: *break-dance flip, sending his foot at Atsushi's face* atsushi: *tiger punch to the gut* Chuuya: "UMPH!" *coughs, knocked onto his back* atsushi: *charges at him* Chuuya: *flips back, still holding his stomach, as he uses gravity to lift up part of the platform floor* atsushi: looks like dazai wasnt joking about your skill. Chuuya: "...Dazai spoke about my skill?" atsushi: *jumps in to jump-kick him* Chuuya: "!!!" *tries to push him but only barely dodges, getting hit in the leg* atsushi: *jumps at him again* classmate: dang, nakajima's really giving his all in there. Akutagawa: *fuming with jealousy* atsushi: *throwing a punch* Chuuya: *catches the punch* *glaaaaare* atsushi: owo;;;; Chuuya: "...Dazai isn't here, is he?" Akutagawa: "...How dare he...touch...his hand..." atsushi: i dont....think so? o_o;; Chuuya: "Hmmm...Well, I can't afford to go all-out. So I'll just do this--" *applies pressure onto his arm* atsushi: urk- Chuuya: "A little gravity, and it'll be like a broken arm..." Akutagawa: *tearing his teeth into the seat in front of him* atsushi: g-good thing....i can regenerate....right? Chuuya: *smirks* "If your cells are constantly exploding from gravity?" atsushi:......um- *BOOM* atsushi: ?!?! Chuuya: "?!!! I didn't even fire off gravity yet--" Referee: "Intruder on the field! Sir, get back to your seat--" Akutagawa: *swinging the referee around* atsushi: O-O;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; denki: WHAT THE FUCK IS ARARAGI DOING?! naoya: oh no. Referee #2: "Um...Time out until we clear the field--" Akutagawa: "YOU DO NOT TOUCH HIM!" Chuuya: o_o;;; atsushi: *FLEES* OH HECK NAW-....oh... oh shit. annoucner: NAKAJIMA IS OUT OF BOUNDS! Akutagawa: *Rashomon has wrapped around Atsushi's ankle* atsushi: *SCREAMS* Sakuya: "?! Someone should get down there!" Chuuya: *cracks his knuckles* "Sorry, Akutagawa..." *lifts Akutagawa* -huh? where did atsushi go? Latsushi: *blinks* huh? wha? homura: you're welcome. Akutagawa: "PUT ME DOWN--" Chuuya: "As you wish." *drops Akutagawa--and presses gravity down on top of him* *BOOM* higuchi: D8> -after that fiasco- atsushi: um...c-congrats on making it into the finals, chuuya. Chuuya: *shrug* "Thanks. Could've been faster if not for Akutagawa's freak-out." atsushi: you know, even though you're in the mafia, you're actually pretty nice. Chuuya: "...Don't think we're besties now or something." atsushi: sorry sir. ._.;;; odasaku: *chuckles* same old, chuuya. Chuuya: "Drop the 'sir' crap. I'm the Mafia, and I uphold what I do there. This is just us having a truce, for however long that lasts." atsushi:....right. *ahem*........soooooo.....how's sonia doing? Chuuya: "..." *pulls out his phone* *showing pics of Sonia to Atsushi* "There she is having ice cream! And there she is playing checkers--she's so good at it!" atsushi: o_o; (thinking: his attitude did a 180!) odasaku: ._.; no kidding. Chuuya: "Then here she is at the swimming pool! And here she is punching Mori in the balls--" odasaku:....damn. kid's got guts. so goddamn proud. atsushi:....ow. Chuuya: "He's fine--he's a doctor. Oh! I should check on her--" *dials Naoya* naoya: yo. Chuuya: "Hey. How's Sonia?" naoya: she's nappin' right now. so's Q. Chuuya: "Good. I'll be right there." -elsewhere- Dazai: Q____Q aya:........*offering him a big city cola* Dazai: "Thanks..." *sniff* "My kid didn't advance against Shorty McCrankypants..." aya: that sure sounds like a bummer. yosano: well he did his best, and that's what's important. Dazai: "...I still owe him a big meal." -elsewhere- ango: ......*sighs* i thought visiting his grave would make it easier..........*sniff* dammit....*whimper* im sorry.....im sorry..... -elsewhere- Lucy: "..." atsushi: sorry i didnt- Lucy: *glomp* atsushi: o////o Lucy: "YOU IDIOT! YOU ALMOST DIED!!!" atsushi: s-sorry.... *hug* seems chuuya was as strong as dazai said he was... Lucy: "..." *hug* "Yeah...You did your best." atsushi: .... Lucy: "...I'm proud of you. You didn't lose control..." atsushi: ....*small smile* Lucy: "..." *rests her head on his shoulder* "...You need something to eat." atsushi: yeah, im starved. Lucy: "...I made some food at the Agency..." -elsewhere- kirika: WHATS UP MOTHERFUCKERS! GUESS WHO MADE IT TO THE FINALS!! lord death: congratulations! Yumi: "We are so proud of you." *hug* kirika: !!!... 7///7 y-yeah, i-i am pretty awesome, r-right? Patty: "You're going to kick so much ass out there!" kirika: y-yeah! that ozaki's gonna be eating my dust out there, haha! *laughing as she tears up slightly* Yumi: "??? Kirika..." kirika: i-im not crying! i-i just have dust in my eye! >3< Yumi: "..." *smiles* "Of course." *hands her a tissue* kirika: *sniff* =///n///= Yumi: "..." *rubs her back* "It's okay...We love you." kirika:.....*sniff* *hic* t-thanks... Yumi: *smiles* "You're welcome..." *head pat* -elsewhere- Chuuya: *hug* sonia: *hug* Chuuya: "I'm so happy to see you." sonia: you won, papa! Chuuya: ^\\\^ "Yep! And I wanted to win for you..." sonia: *smile* Chuuya: "Were you good to your aunt?" Mori: *coming around the corner behind Chuuya* sonia:... *clinging to chuuya's leg, scared* d-demon... Chuuya: "???" Mori: "Congratulations, Chuuya. You did well against the Weretiger." Chuuya: "..." *holds Sonia* "Thank you." Mori: *smiles* Chuuya: "..." sonia: *buries her face into chuuya's chest* Chuuya: "...I have to rest and get Sonia home--" Mori: "Of course. Good night, Sonia..." sonia: *trembling* Chuuya: *whispers to Sonia* "It's okay..." Mori: *waves* sonia:...*giving mori a dead stare.....just like his mother's...and like rain’s…* Mori: *STRUCK* "..." -it's just like back then....with both of them...- Mori: *tears falling* "St-Stop that..." elise: .....?? {tomoe: i wont...let you become like your father...} Mori: "I-I'm not!" elise: rintarou? Mori: "G-Get me out of here..." -elsewhere- Poe: "Zzz..." lana: *gently stroking his head* ..... Poe: *slight murmur* "Mmm..." {annabelle: so eddie, you said you had something to ask me?} {Edgar: owo; "Y-Yes...I was wondering..."} {annabelle: ??} {Edgar: "Would you...like to go out...with me?"} {annabelle: ah......like, romantically?} {Edgar: O\\\w\\\O "...J-Just one date..."} {annabelle:.....eddie, i-....im sorry. you seem really sweet, but.....i just dont like you that way.} {Edgar: "..." *STABBED IN THE HEART* "Oh...Okay...Forget I said it..."} -...- Poe: "N-No..." lana:.......*holding his hand and kisses his forehead* Poe: "..." *whimpers, shudders* lana: it's ok edgar, im right here. Poe: "Th-Thank you..." -elsewhere- Dazai: *smiles* "Good work today." atsushi: ^^; odasaku: .....*faint smile* Dazai: "Sorry I didn't make it out there...I had an errand." atsushi:.....ah, i see. it's fine. Dazai: "And hey, you got a lot of good attention. People saw you as the heroic underdog." atsushi: me? a hero? Dazai: "You kind of have that chronic syndrome." *holds up Kyoka* Kyoka: "...Put me down." atsushi: >->;; ah, now i feel bad, i let all those people down. Dazai: "Aw, don't. You got so far in the competition! They admire you." atsushi: i guess....i just...kind of felt like i was put on the spot and i got nervous... Dazai: "Well, Chuuya can be intimidating. In terms of power. Not height." atsushi: so i noticed... *looks at his hand* Dazai: "...Does it hurt?" atsushi: i think it's better now....thank god for regeneration, right? haha. Dazai: "No kidding..." *sad smile* atsushi:....can i talk to you for a moment? Dazai: "??? Sure..." atsushi:.....you went to odasaku's grave, didnt you? Dazai: "...Yes." atsushi: ......it's his birthday today, right? odasaku:....... Dazai: "...Yes." atsushi:....*hug* Dazai: "..." *sniff* atsushi:.... odasaku: it's gonna be ok....you've come so far already, dazai... Dazai: "I just miss him..." atsushi:....i think he misses you too.... Dazai: "...How would..." atsushi: *smiles* call it instinct. Dazai: "..." *nods* -elsewhere- Victor: *violently shaking* owo karin:....yyyeah maybe switch to decaf. Victor: "i KEep tRYING..." shinra:..... !!! the firefly is here! miwa: oooi, akitaru! we're here! padma: good evening, commander oubi. karin: eh? *grin* commander, you didnt tell me you had a girlfriend~ Akitaru: "...??? I do? That's news to me...Oh, hey, Commander." *waves* miwa: long time no see......*grin* commander, you never told me you have a girlfriend! shinra:....this gag feels familiar...but at the same time, different... Victor: "wE CALl thaT 'UNcaNNY!" *still shaking* Akitaru: "Commander, this is our new mechanic, Dr. Itou." karin: or if you prefer, call me karin! *shakes her hand* miwa: commander tsurumaki, or just miwa. karin: course im not the only new additon. oi! vulcan! yu! come on out! Vulcan: "Doc? What's up? What did you--" *spots the Firefly* "...Oh sweet heavenly perfection." miwa: it's a beaut, aint it? sayu: *peeek* hiya! shinra: squad 0's vehicular base, also known as the 'firefly'. Vulcan: "...That is a beautiful name...Finally! Something with an animal name to it!" *approaches the vehicle* Akitaru: "Yu, say hi to Sayu." sayu: hiya! ^^ yu: um....hi? ^^; ???: are you forgetting someone? Akitaru: "...???" misora: none other than the super cute idol commander. mi~so~ra HINA~!<3 shinra: *sweatdrop* (thinking: how did a dillusional idol even become a company comander in the first place?) Akitaru: "...Oh. You. Hey." Takehisa: "VULCAN! STOP DOING THAT TO THE FIREFLY!" yu: D8 padma: *has her whip out* and just what do you think you are doing, young man? *glaaaare* Vulcan: "...I like to get up close and personal with new technology." padma: would you like to get up close and personal with a fire whip? *the whip ignites slightly* Vulcan: o____o; "...No, ma'am." *backs away* serina: ^^; shinra:..... (thinking: we really need our own medic.) Arthur: *his head is stuck in a vase* -elsewhere- Akutagawa: *muffled* naoya: you gonna be alright, akuta? Akutagawa: "Why am I being punished?!" naoya: wellll- hirotsu: your actions today were completly reckless, and you could have given away your true identities to the DWMA. Akutagawa: "Chuuya was getting too close!" hirotsu: ? naoya: *rolls eyes* oh boy. Akutagawa: "I should've defeated him!" naoya: *head pats* easy now. Akutagawa: "..." *whimpers* YY~YY naoya: you want some fig tea? Akutagawa: "Y-Yes..." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *playing with rabbit toy* mary: ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *shakes the toy, drops it at Mary's feet* mary: you wanna play fetch, lil guy? Mr. Tsubaki: *pants, wagging his tail, leaping* mary: ok! *toss* Mr. Tsubaki: *runs for it--and bumps into someone* nankichi: eep! oh? gon, it's another fox. -a small fox like creature appears on his head- gon: why indeed it is, indeed it is, nan. Mr. Tsubaki: "...???" Mr. Tsubaki: *sniffs Gon* gon: oi, what'chu sniffin at, mate? Mr. Tsubaki: -_-;;; *turns around and walks* -elsewhere- Shamrock: *wiping the kitchen counter* tsubaki: *pulling the cake from the oven* Shamrock: "Let me set down the cloth..." *sets it down on the table for the cake* -elsewhere- Hibana: *putting ice on her fist* >_< gabriella: what happened? D8> Hibana: "Endeavor's head is harder than I thought." gabriella: *grumbles* i hate that guy so much! it just-....bring back some bad memories for me.... Hibana: "..." *holds Gabriella's hand with her uninjured one* gabriella:....t-thanks....*sniff* for everything. Hibana: *smiles* "Right back at ya." *smooch* -elsewhere- Kunikida: "Haven't you had enough cookies?" kenji: zzzzzz ranpo: THE LIMIT DOES NOT EXIST! Kunikida: -_-; "At least share some with Aya." aya: *nom* >3< Kunikida: "..." *hands her a napkin* aya: thanks. ^^ Kunikida: "And have your milk. It will build strong bones." aya: aye aye sir! Tanizaki: "...So, are you adopting her, or what?" aya: ?? Kunikida: "..." *steals Ranpo's soda* ranpo: OI! D8< Kunikida: *sips--then spits it out* "!!!!" yosano: *drenched*.......*blinks* *unamused* Kunikida: .\\\\. "..." *pulls out a tissue* yosano:.....oh, you have a bruise.....*pulls out cleaver* why dont i fix that up~ OuO# Kunikida: O_______O *runs* yosano: *grabs him by the ponytail and drags him into the medical room* Kunikida: Q~Q “NOOOOOOOOOO!” Tanizaki: "..." *holds up glass of punch* "Good luck!" -use your imagination- -elsewhere- Giriko: *sets his baby down into bed* anna: zzzzz. arachne: *smiles* Giriko: *strokes Anna's head* "Good girl..." -elsewhere- Monoma: *spying* ("Just get his Quirk...") hitoshi: *still in the hamster ball* Monoma: "..." ("Maybe I need a strong person's Quirk...") -elsewhere- Kid: "Better?" stocking: much...*snuggle* Kid: =\\\\= *hug* stocking: i love you so much. Kid: *smiles, strokes her hair* "I love you, too." stocking: *kiss* Kid: =\\\\= *smooch* -elsewhere- Sho: "Small." crown: ? guruna: kuru~? OwO Sho: "..." *trying to reach the shelf* dahlia: *lifting him up* arrow: .....*shaking, trying not to chuckle* guruna: he has to be lifted up! how lame! arrow: *punch* show respect you. guruna: myun! rude! >3< Sho: *grabs a cookie jar from the top shelf* "Thank you." -morning- Izuku: *having ice cream* ochako: ^u^ tsuyu: *nom* Iida: "Quite good..." *has strawberry syrup drip down his chin* "Oh." momo: *offering him a napkin* Iida: "Thank you." *takes it* momo: ^///^ Izuku: "Any pre-competition plans?" momo: !! it would be wise to get some training in while they repair the damages. Iida: "And we don't want each other to know how, lest that be used against us in the competition..." -elsewhere- Todoroki: *reading* fuyumi: are you going to the festival today? Todoroki: "In a bit." fuyumi: well, im going to be off to work now. make sure you lock up, ok? Todoroki: "I will. Thank you." -elsewhere- misono: zzzzz.... Lily: "...Morning!" misono: *yaaawn* mrnin...*turns* shinoa: oh. you're up. misono:............. EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH LILY HOW DID SHE GET IN HERE?!?!?! Lily: "You seemed lonely, so I invited Shinoa over--" misono: DIDSHEDOANYTHING?! shinoa: oh my, it seems he's all aflutter~ misono: DONT ENCOURAGE HIM! >///<; Lily: "Of course not! Shinoa respects you too much for that." shinoa: ^^ misono: ....are you sure there's no ulterior motives here? shinoa: if it's about C3, im not 'official' with C3, as C3 and the demon moon company are separate entities from each other. scout's honor. Lily: "..." *shrug* "I have breakfast coming." misono:....i....see.... *sweatdrop* Lily: "And with that in mind, let's just enjoy the company, Misono~" *sits on bed* "Shinoa, what do you like on your toast?" -elsewhere- FD: "..." yana: <ya?> FD: <Just thinking...> *sneezes* yana: <you're not getting sick on us, are you?> FD: <What is it that they say: 'If someone talks about you, you sneeze?'> yana: .... <i think i've heard that. what do you think they're saying?> FD: "..." <No idea. Few know we're here...> -elsewhere- Dazai: "Zzz..." *nodding off next to Atsushi on the couch* atsushi: ...... odasaku: ...... Dazai: *yawns, stretches* "...Oh. Sorry, man. Was sleeping." atsushi: it's fine...you sleep ok? Dazai: ^^ "You too, hero." atsushi: .... 7///7; *awkward cheek scratch* Dazai: "Night!" atsushi:.....dazai....it's morning Dazai: "..." TnT "I wanted more sleep..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: *whistling as he puts on a tie* naho: hmmmmmm..... im not sure which one to go with... *looking at two dresses, one red, and one green* Sakuya: "..." *looks into her eyes* naho: .... o///-///o Sakuya: "Hmm...Red would go well with your eyes." naho: hmm. ok, sound good. plus tsubaki said the restaurant has reddish lighting....but i can tell the old man's going to be telling dumb jokes all night 7_7; otogiri: then again, it _is_ his birthday. let him enjoy it. Sakuya: "...No earplugs?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: *approaches the Festival* ochako: todoroki! *waving* over here! Todoroki: "..." *walks to her* "Hello." ochako: so what did you want to do first? Todoroki: "I don't know..." *staring at a ride* "..." ochako: ....did you want to ride the ferris wheel? Todoroki: "...Yes." ochako: *takes his hand* awesome! let's go! Todoroki: .\\\. ("...Thank God that's my cold hand...") ochako: ^^ Todoroki: "...I guess you get to see these heights all the time..." *enters the Ferris wheel box with her* ochako: i guess. Todoroki: "...You seemed to have your stomach problems with anti-gravity more under control." ochako: you think? i havent really noticed. Todoroki: *nods* "In the competition, you managed very well." ochako: aww, shucks. ^^ Todoroki: "You must have been practicing a lot." ochako: *nods* plus the doctors have me on a weekly vitamin to keep my nausea down. Todoroki: "...That was responsible and smart." ochako: *nods* Todoroki: "..." *looks down at his hands* ochako:.... Todoroki: *his right hand starts forming ice...* ochako: todoroki? Todoroki: *the ice starts to form the shape of a miniature replica of a person* ochako: oh! Todoroki: *it forms a floating person* "...My mother used to make these..." ochako: wow....is she...i-if im asking something you dont want to remember- Todoroki: "I'll let you know if it is." ochako: ...is she....dead? Todoroki: "...No. She's in a hospital." ochako: ....oh... Todoroki: "...She hasn't been released in some time." ochako: ..... Todoroki: "...She has not improved." ochako: *tearing up* todoroki... Todoroki: "..." *dissolves the miniature...* "Please don't..." ochako: .... Todoroki: "..." *takes her hand* ochako: ah- *small blush* Todoroki: "I understand how you feel. But I didn't want to make you cry." ochako: ... t-thanks. Todoroki: "..." *looks down* "...!!!" .\\\. "...Sorry. My hand is still wet." ochako: i-i-it's fine. ^^; Todoroki: "..." *lets go, reaches into his pocket, offers a handkerchief* -elsewhere- Fitzgerald: *with an NES Zapper* "...Where do I put in the bullets?" bram:.....*looks at louisa* do you want to explain it or should i? -elsewhere- Relan: "..." *picks up a shirt* "???" -it has a panda on it- Relan: "Huh. That's cute..." yu: i think that's one of vulcan's. Relan: "Huh...Why is it out here?" yu: well it _is_ laundry day. Relan: "Well, I'll get it to him in the laundry room. Hey, Vulc--" o\\\\o Vulcan: "...What?" shinra:...... >///>;;; *cough* Relan: "...Well, I see the boxers match the shirt." *tosses it to Vulcan* Vulcan: "...Oh, thanks, man." *tosses it into the washer* shinra:....rel...you seeing what im seeing?.... Relan: "Preeeeeeetty much." shinra:...... *SMOOOOOCHes him* >//////< Relan: O\\\\O "..." =\\\\= Vulcan: "...Don't you have a room?" shinra: dont _you_? Vulcan: "...Touché." *takes his laundry basket and goes upstairs* -elsewhere- Poe: "..." *opens his dictionary* emilia: *peeeek* Poe: "Hmm..." *writes down a word* "But the meter is off..." *looks* "Oh. Emilia?" emilia: *hands him a bowl of dry cereal* mom thought you might be hungry. Poe: "Oh. Thank you." ^^ -elsewhere- Medusa: "..." shaula: you hype? Medusa: "...Just thinking about what to do first..." shaula: oh? Medusa: "Maybe initiate the next experiment..." -elsewhere- naoya: zzzzz.... Akutagawa: "Zzz..." *sleep kick, like a puppy* naoya: *strreeetch* ....*small chuckle* Akutagawa: *pulls blanket over himself* naoya: *getting up and starts making omelets* Akutagawa: *sniff sniff* "..." *sits up* "...Eggs?" naoya: mornin, kiddo. i take the couch wasnt soft enough for ya? Akutagawa: "..." *looks around* "What happened?" naoya: you kinda flipped out and i had to drag you home, but you wouldnt let go of me, so i just told your sis you were staying the night. Akutagawa: "...Ah. Sorry...Thank you for letting me stay." naoya: hey, anytime, akuta. *grins* Akutagawa: "..." *looks around the apartment* "...You need a rug." naoya: i might get one for the living room later... Akutagawa: "I could get you one...after the blood is cleaned out." naoya:....i'm good, thanks. Akutagawa: *shrugs, opens her fridge* "...No apple juice?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: *opening his notebook* tamaki: *taking notes* mio: .... Meme: *raises her hand* "And weapons can set off metal detectors!" Student #1: *taps Tamaki's shoulder* "Hey...Pass this to Gravity Boy." tamaki: ?? *peeks* *Note: "You're hot. Want to get yogurt?* tamaki:.....*tosses it at chuuya, and points to the student* Chuuya: "???" *reads it* "..." tamaki: ?? Stein: "...Tamaki, why did you make him cry? That's going to be detention." tamaki: D8 BUT I- Chuuya: *trembling Stein: "...Someone give him a tissue already." tamaki:......*facedesk* you know what? just dissect me, i dont even care. Stein: "..." *griiiiiiiiin* "Okay." *removes a scalpel* -elsewhere- Gin: *holding a knife* "And what else do you know?" guy: i-im telling you! that's all i know! Gin: "Hmm..." *looks at his hand* "That's a nice ring." guy: i-it's from a pawn shop, alright? so i like wearing jewelry, big fuckin deal! Gin: "Really? You bought a _class ring_ from a pawn shop?" *brings the knife to the finger* guy: i-is that what it is? Gin: "It is. So let's get this straight: either you went to that school, so you're who I want--or I need to know the pawn shop where you got it. Either way, you're going to talk, or you're only going to be able to count to nine..." *presses the knife along the finger--* guy: ok ok! i'll tell you! hirotsu: ... -outside- Tachihara: "...Jeez, it's taking forever." mafioso: *yaaaawn* Tachihara: "...Hey, Bob, you got a smoke on you?" mafioso: sure. mafioso 2: i got some gummy bears! Tachihara: "...Damn it, how many times I got to tell you: you can't smoke gummy bears." mafioso 2: fuck you, gummy bears kick ass! Tachihara: "I'm not debating that! But until they make nicotine gummy bears, I just asked for a smoke! You always do this! If you love gummy bears so much, why don't you marry one?!" -BANG- mafioso 3: i think the interrogation is done. hirotsu: send in the cleaners. Tachihara: "..." *goes up to the door, the cigarette in his mouth* *The door bangs open--into Tachihara's face* Gin: "Yes. Bring a few to--" *looks around* "...Tachihara?" mafioso: ouch. mafioso 2: *snickers* Gin: "Oh, gummy bears. May I have one?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: "Better?" ochako: yeah. Todoroki: "...Cotton candy?" ochako: heck yeah! Todoroki: "Okay. Excuse me. One cotton cand--" Hyde: "Here you go!" *shoves it at Todoroki* Todoroki: "..." *hands the money* -elsewhere- Kunikida: *typing...* "Okay, I have the surveillance video. Watch it." atsushi: *watching* *The video footage shows a young woman walking out of a pharmacy* atsushi: ... Kunikida: "Now to get her identity..." *types to zoom in--* *The video cuts out* Kunikida: "?!!!" atsushi: ???? *The video changes to--* *A recording of Kunikida, drunk, singing karaoke* Kunikida: <It’s not unusual, to be loved by anyone~ its not unusual-> atsushi:......................................what? Kunikida: >\\\\> *taps the backspace key...nothing happens....starts typing random keys* "Go away go away goawaygoawayGOAWAYGOAWAY!!!" *smashing the keyboard* *Laughing is heard behind Atsushi* Dazai: *cackling* atsushi: ._.; -elsewhere- Akitaru: "How have things been since the last time you were here?" miwa: fairly normal. we've been keeping our eyes out, but so far nothing has come up. Akitaru: "...We're getting ready for a mission." miwa: oh? Akitaru: "Locating the ones responsible for the human flame transformations." miwa: .... Akitaru: "Can always use someone to watch the 8th while we take care of that work..." miwa: just leave that to us. *thumbs up* Akitaru: "Thanks." *smiles* "Glad to know there’s people keeping the city safe." -elsewhere- Tuhl: *listening to the fridge* "..." medea: ..... Tuhl: "...Yep. The fridge wants to be cleaned. And it's getting real tired of expired leftovers..." -elsewhere- Izuku: X_X eijiro: is...is he ok? Bakugo: "Don't know...He was hitting the punching bag, and I think it knocked him back." eijiro: ow. Izuku: *slurred speech* "May I have more tea, Mrs. Nesbitt...?" eijiro: i'll get him to the nurse. Bakugo: -_- "Yeah. You do that." Izuku: "I don't like the crumpets. They're just dry biscuits..." @W@ -elsewhere- Tanizaki: "I'm back with meals! Ranpo, got yours here--" ranpo: awesome! Tanizaki: "Naomi." *hands her a bento box* naomi: thanks big bro~ *huuuug* Tanizaki: o\\\o "...Kirako, here's yours..." kirako: thanks. ^^ Tanizaki: "Atsushi..." *hands four boxes* "...I think they got your order wrong." -elsewhere- Kid: *fixing his hair* liz: busy day? Kid: *nods* "Father has an important meeting..." liz: ah. well, do your best, ok? Kid: *smiles* "Thank you. What are you up to?" liz: well, wes and i have a date night tonight. ^^ Kid: "That's good. I've hardly seen him. He finish his concert piece?" liz: *she nods* Kid: "I look forward to hearing it. You excited?" -elsewhere- Takehisa: *aims* "..." padma: *observing* Takehisa: *fires at the target* sayu: so mr vulcan, do you have any siblings? Vulcan: "Nah. Just me." sayu: ah. i have two older brothers. they're twins, you know. Vulcan: "You can tell them apart?" sayu: *nods* i can tell because of instincts! ^u^ shinra: ^^; she sure is an interesting kid, isnt she? sayu: hey big bro, shinra! Vulcan: "...Wait...So Shinra is your brother?" shinra: oh that? that's just something she calls me. ^^;; sayu: what he said. ^^ shinra: ....but i do have a brother....and im going to bring him home, no matter what. Vulcan: "...Yes, you will." -elsewhere- Kyoka: *sips tea* "...Ginger." waitress: it's a new blend we got in today. Kyoka: "It's good. May I have a vanilla cookie?" waitress: sure thing. kenji: *nom* ^^ Kyoka: "...Kenji, do you prefer vanilla cookies or chocolate cookies?" kenji: they're both really good. ^^ Kyoka: *nods* "I wish I had had more chocolate chip cookies..." *nom* -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looking at records* "..." clerk: you interested? Todoroki: "Maybe. How does it sound?" -elsewhere- Relan: *humming* serina: *setting up the medical ward* Relan: "??? Need any help?" serina: the pillows could be fluffed up if you want. ^^ Relan: "Sure!" *takes up a pillow* "Lot of medical equipment?" serina: *she nods* Relan: "Where did you study medicine?" serina: hmm? well, i studied at DCU in medicine. Relan: *nods* "Must've been a lot of work..." serina: *she nods* how do you like it at the 8th? Relan: "It's still a lot to get used to without having as much training--but it gives me a goal to get better." serina: ah. maki told me you used to be in the 3rd brigade, is that right? Relan: "...Yes." Q_Q serina: then you and the commanders have something in common. Relan: "O-Oh?" serina: before squad 0 was formed, commander tsurumaki and commander agni were part of the 3rd brigade. however, commander tsurumaki and giovanni didnt exactly see eye to eye in terms of the treatment of flame beings. she knows that they were once human beings. Relan: Q~Q "I-I can see that, given the Comman--given Giovanni's behavior..." *sniff* serina:....!!! *hug* it's ok, he wont hurt you here! Relan: *whimper whimper* "I'm sorry...Giovanni was awful." serina: *pats his back* Relan: "Th-Thank you...I'm better now." -elsewhere- Poe: *putting on sunglasses* "...Bright outside." karl: *chitter* Poe: "..." *puts sunglasses onto Karl* karl: ^u^ Poe: *looks at fruit stand* "Hmm...Maybe an apple tart would be good to make--" ???: HEY POE! LONG TIME NO SEE! Poe: "???" *looks* twain: *waves* Poe: "Oh! Twain. Hello." twain: what's new with you? Poe: "Oh, just...taking care of my house..." -elsewhere- Anya: *staring at an All Might action figure* "...People buy this stuff?" mio: oh yeah they do. Anya: "...It's rather expensive. Does it even do anything?" *pokes the package* -elsewhere- pandora: ......hmm? Mad!Kid: *shudders* pandora: *pokes her head through one of his open cuts* cant sleep again? Mad!Kid: "...No." pandora: you'll see that girl soon... Mad!Kid: "...I wish it was sooner." -elsewhere- FD: *typing* yana:.....*checking her phone* ?? FD: [find any targets?] yana: *looking around* Monoma: *rubbing his nose* "Stupid ball..." yana: .... [nothing of interest @ the mo] FD: [okay. keep looking] Monoma: *stops in front of shop window, looking at reflection* yana: *short glance.....looks away, uninterested* -elsewhere- Arthur: "How bad was detention?" tamaki: eh...could have been worse... Arthur: "Well, you missed some training, but I think the Commander will be lenient--" *BOOM* tamaki: WHAT THE HECK?! miwa: oi! kotatsu! there you are! Vulcan: "It worked! Now we just need an extinguisher..." -elsewhere- Kid: *yawn* "I felt like I was going to fall asleep during that meeting, Father." lord death: sorry it ran so long, kiddo. stocking: welcome home. ^^ Kid: *smiles* "Hello, Love." stocking: *hug* lord death: i'll just leave you two love birds be~ *exits* Yumi: *glaring at Lord Death* Kid: ^\\\^ *smooch* lord death:....*hug* QuQ iluvyu Yumi: >3< "...Shiori's teething... lord death: oh! shiori: *nomming on a wet washcloth* Yumi: TT3TT "Look at this..." *shows a bite mark on her finger* lord death: i'll get you a bandaid! stocking: ^^; Kid: "How was your day?" stocking: pretty good. mom came over, so me, her and the other girls decided to have a nice tea party. Kid: "Aw, that sounds sweet." stocking: *she nods* mom's coming along nicely. Kid: "Is she feeling okay?" stocking: as far as i can tell. Kid: "It can be a lot to work with..." -elsewhere- Belkia: "Yummy!" naho: that was really good. lavender: thanks tsu. tsubaki: ^^ Higan: "I really appreciated it." tsubaki: any time. Black Star: *shoving another piece of cake into his mouth* -elsewhere- Touma: *holding a bag of ice to his eye* mafura: O^O *worried* Touma: "Why am I not healing faster...What happened after that awful doll and depressed brat..." mafura: mafura's really sorry she messed up... Touma: *inhales* "It's fine...We'll just have to try another approach." *pats Mafura's head* mafura: ^^ Touma: *types on the computer, pulling up the camera outside Tsubaki's house* "...No one's home?" -elsewhere- Kunikida: "WHO SAID THIS WAS OKAY?!" atsushi: O.O ???? Kunikida: *pages are ripped from his notebook--and made into origami* atsushi:.... yosano: *looks at dazai* Dazai: "!!! Why do you think it was me?! I'm not good at folding!" *his fingers have papercuts on them...* yosano:...why dont i heal that up~ ^^# Dazai: Q~Q "I-I don't think your ability works on me, Doc..." Kunikida: "IT IS WORTH A TRY..." -elsewhere- FD: "...What?" yana: yep. this kid's walking around in a fucking hamster ball....that's pretty fuckin weird, even by death city standards. FD: "And why is he doing that?" yana:....*shrugs* FD: "Can you talk to him?" yana: eh, i try not to. his quirk involves being able to control the minds of people who respond to him verbally. FD: "...Any way to copy it?" yana: that monoma kid has been trying, although his reasons are just petty... FD: "Oh? Which reasons?" yana: he wants to use it to convince his ex to get back with him. how childish. FD: "Hmmm...Well, dreams can come true..." yana: still, seems kind of pointless. why not just let the past be the past? FD: "People cannot get past it without substituting that past with something else...or someone else..." yana: .....its because they're afraid. FD: "Exactly. It is hard to inspire confidence in people to get over that fear...Not without feeding them something..." yana: hmm? FD: "You give them a taste of a potential future, and they will beg you for more..." yana: ... *listening* FD: "If I feed someone a story of what the future can be, they listen. If I give them a taste, they hunger for more. This is how you gain followers: you tease them, you troll for them..." yana: ... FD: "So, talk to those boys, find out what they hunger for." yana: i'll use a whiteboard for mind boy. FD: "Good plan. And use the scented markers--the one that smells like grapes may convince him." -elsewhere- Joker: *hugging a beer bottle* "Zzz..." scarlet:....*sigh* honestly... Joker: *shivers* scarlet:....oi, bartender, mind getting him a blanket? Bartender: "Coming up..." *puts one over Joker* "Jeez, he over-did it this time..." scarlet:....*sigh* well, im gonna call it a night. Bartender: "So, take it you're putting the drinks on the tab?" scarlet: yeah. -later- scarlet: *in the elevator* sonia: *looks up at her* scarlet:....? Chuuya: "Which floor, ma'am?" scarlet: 16th. Chuuya: *presses the button, holds Sonia's hand* sonia:...her hair looks like mama's. scarlet: ?? Chuuya: ^\\\^ "...Her mother had red hair..." scarlet:....oh...i see....it's-....thanks. Chuuya: ^^ "Yeah, her hair does look like Mama's, Sonia." sonia:.... scarlet: .....she seems like a sweet kid. Chuuya: "The sweetest. And smart." scarlet:....keep her safe, ok? Chuuya: "..." *pulls Sonia closer to him, keeping an eye on Scarlet* scarlet: im not threatening her, im just saying, this world can-.....*sigh* forget it. i dont want to upset her. Chuuya: "..." *nods* sonia: ..... Chuuya: "...How long have you lived here?" scarlet:....for a while now, you? Chuuya: "Quite a long time...How do you like it?" scarlet: it's alright. gives me a roof over my head, right? or rather a few floors, haha. Chuuya: "Heh...It's roomy." scarlet: yeah....well, here's me. night. *gets off* Chuuya: "Night." *keeps Sonia close* sonia: ..... Chuuya: "...You feel okay, Sonia?" sonia:....yeah...just thinking. Chuuya: "..." *hug* "I miss your mom, too." sonia: .....were you talking about people dying? Chuuya: "...Yes." sonia:....i've seen people die before, underground..... Chuuya: "..." *holds her hand* sonia: ..... Chuuya: "I'm sorry you saw that." sonia:.....are those people going to kill more? Chuuya: "...I don't know. They may." sonia:....oh..... Chuuya: "But I promise...we'll find them. And we'll stop them." sonia:..... -elsewhere- elise: hey gin, what are you guys gonna be for halloween? Gin: "??? I hadn’t considered." hirotsu: same here. naoya: for real you guys? seriously! it's only a few days away now! Gin: "...I'm not the 'Halloween party' type." naoya: im sure you could think of something. i already have my costume ready! Gin: "Oh? Is it a surprise?" naoya: nah, im gonna be ghost rider. Gin: "...Motorcycle or car?" elise: cool. im gonna be dorothy of oz! rintarou tried to ask me to be red riding hood, but he was offering the costume that shizuka wore during their 'playtime'. Gin: *covers her mouth* O_O naoya: .....well, i know what's going to be in _my_ nightmares tonight. elise: yeah, i think he's going senile. Mori: *walking by, humming 'Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?'* naoya:.....*gives him a weird look* Mori: "...Oh, do remember to come to the Halloween party!" naoya: noted, sir. 7_7; Mori: "Hirotsu, I expect to see you in a costume~" hirotsu: wouldnt miss it for the world. Gin: "..." T_T higuchi:..... >->;; Mori: "Maybe Gin and Higuchi could have a 'theme outfit'?" Gin: "...Not likely, sir." Mori: "Oh, boo." higuchi: ^-^; miura: -_-; i have your costume here, sir. *it's a plague doctor costume* Mori: "Oh, thank you!" *strokes the mask* elise: creepy. Gin: *covering her mouth* "Excuse me--" *dashes* higuchi: .... elise: ?? Gin: *enters the restroom--goes to the stall* mafioso: gin? are you ok- Gin: "Fine." *shuts the door* mafioso:... Gin: *curled up, trying not to vomit...* ("He's so disgusting...and knowing what he has done...") *shudders* higuchi: gin? are you ok? Gin: "..." *opens the stall door* "..." *shakes her head* higuchi:....you want to stay at my place? Gin: "..." *nods* higuchi: ok... Gin: "..." *pulls down her mask* >~< higuchi: *pats her back* ginger ale? Gin: *nods* -elsewhere- Wes: "Looking forward to Halloween?" liz: i guess. and kid's birthday. Wes: "I finished up the gift...Just need the card." -elsewhere- louisa: *sewing costumes* Mr. Tsubaki: >3< *exits* ("Why does she need so much private time...") louisa: *getting costumes ready* -elsewhere- Vulcan: "Okay...All done!" *puts down the tools, revealing a suit of armor* "What do you think?" shinra: looks pretty badass! Vulcan: "Yep! And it's functional for Halloween. Gonna get so much candy!" yu: awesome! Akitaru: "Just remember: you're accompanying children for Halloween on behalf of the 8th, so be on your best behavior. This means you, Arthur!" Arthur: "I told you, I demand more candy from each house: it is the chivalrous thing to do. Rob from the rich to give to cavity-forming children." shinra: right. tamaki: -.-; Relan: "Almost got the costumes ready--the non-armor ones..." -elsewhere- Izuku: *holding up a replica of one of All Might's uniforms, in his size* QUQ inko: getting your costume ready, son? Izuku: *nods* "It's so cool..." -morning- Chuuya: *yawn* sonia: *drawing* Chuuya: "???" *glances* sonia: will i get to do tricker treating? Chuuya: ^^; "Yes, you will. But it's called 'Trick or Treat.'" sonia: ah. -elsewhere- yana: ok! i got the costumes ready! pushkin: *holding up a lion costume* sweet! Ivan: "??? A lion?" pushkin: kat's gonna be the tin man. Ivan: "I see..." yana: vanya, i got yours here Ivan: "Oh, thank you." ^^ zoey: i'll just...get ready now...*goes to get changed* leo:.....same here. Ivan: *looking around for FD* katya: and fedya? yana: he said he'd make his own. *shrug* Ivan: "..." *sneaks away* pushkin: ?? Ivan: *approaches FD's door--* *BANG* pushkin: O-O; Ivan: *knocked down by the opened door* X_X *A rat-masked person looks around the hallway* FD: "..." *voice muffled* "Thought I heard something..." yana: <hey boss> FD: "???" *lifts up his mask* "Oh. Hello. How are costumes coming along?" yana: got everyone situated... is the padre still being a pissass? FD: "I am afraid he will get no treats this Halloween..." katya: unless you count a crowbar to the kneecaps. FD: <Now, now--no need to be so violent...I made sure he could still walk. This time.> katya: =3= pushkin: gon? you ok? Ivan: X____X "Am I in Heaven?" katya: <you're at fyodor's feet, so i guess for you that counts> Ivan: <Then I am at peace.> =\\\\= zoey: master~ *clinging to fyodor's leg, in her costume* pushkin:.....kinda risque......she's gonna freeze to death. Ivan: “Freeze?” *now awake* "...Good." zoey: *nuzzle* FD: "..." *pet pet* Ivan: *glaaaaaare* yana: ^^; FD: "...Zoey, let's check your costume some more...privately." katya: gross. leo: .....<vanya?> Ivan: *shaking with fury* FD: *picks up Zoey* zoey: ah~ <3 FD: "And I'll even keep the mask on..." katya: <hey, you had one moment with him already, im sure it wont be the last> Ivan: TT_TT <I hope its not the last...> leo: ..... Ivan: <I'll be in my room...> FD: *closing the door* leo:..... *sighs* FD: *as he closes the door, winks at Ivan* Ivan: Q\\\\\Q katya:....<wow, that nurse is dense as hell> Ivan: <Or Master is just smart as hell...> katya: <that too...just what is he planning to use her for, i wonder?> Ivan: =\\\\= <Whatever it is, it'll be perfect...> -elsewhere- Todoroki: *looking at an outfit* "..." fuyumi: ?? Todoroki: "...Halloween is not my thing." fuyumi: ...if you want, you can stay in and watch old school horror movies. Todoroki: "..." *nods* "I would like that." fuyumi: *smiles* Todoroki: "...Maybe..." -elsewhere- Hibana: "Aren't you adorable..." hanako: *she's dressed as wonder woman* gabriella: ^^ Hibana: "My little superhero..." -elsewhere- Belkia: *has a wolfman mask on* ayami: ^^ Belkia: "Just trying out ideas..." *takes it off* "Who you going as?" ayami: im not sure yet...i wanted to match you, so... Belkia: "Hmm...We've done 'magician and assistant'...Warlock and magic ball?" -elsewhere- tsugumi: *humming* Meme: "BOO!" tsugumi: EEP! mio: *sweatdrop* Meme: "Is it scary enough?" tsugumi: way creepy! >3< -elsewhere- Giriko: "What a cutie." anna: uu! arachne: ^^ *dressed as elvira* Giriko: *stares at Arachne* "...Wow..." arachne: it's been some time since i dressed like this. Giriko: "...I missed it." arachne:....*small smile* Giriko: "Still...thinking through my outfit." *picks up Anna* -elsewhere- Kid: "Hmm...All ready." stocking: oh? Kid: "My costume." stocking: what are you going to be this year, hun? Phantom of the opera? Kid: "..." *cringes* "I'm struggling to get the mask just right...and symmetrical..." stocking: im sure we'll find a way. ^^ Kid: "...Would you be...my Christine?" stocking: of course~<3 Kid: ^\\\^ stocking: *smooch* Kid: "Mmm~" -elsewhere- Dazai: *dropping large amounts of wrapping gauze into his shopping cart* Chuuya: *walking by in a new hat* Dazai: "..." *looks up* Chuuya: "..." Dazai: "...That looks stupid." Chuuya: "You buy those because they're on sale, or because you're still clumsy?" Dazai: "..." Chuuya: "..." Dazai: "...Is this where we make out?" Chuuya: "NO!" sonia: *staaaaaaaaaaaaare* Dazai: OUO "Hello, small Sonia! Still like your teddy bear~?" sonia:....how dare you talk to me, mackerel. Dazai: "...Huh?" OuQ sonia: *clings to chuuya's leg* Chuuya: *pats her* "It's okay. We're leaving." Dazai: QWQ "...Aren't I at least a sea bass...?" sonia: .....that's too awful. Chuuya: *smirks* "For him or the sea bass?" sonia:............yes. -elsewhere- Karim: *wearing facepaint* "..." pearl: ^^; headpiece: *praying in the chapel* Burns: "..." foien: oh? we have a 4th company commander now? Karim: "Looks like it..." dia: ... Karim: "He keeps to himself so far...Can't really understand him." -elsewhere- Bakugo: "...The hell are you wearing?" eijiro: .... i lost a bet with kaminari. ^^; Bakugo: "Some bet. What would've happened if you won?" eijiro: kaminari would have worn it! Bakugo: "...You pull it off better. Goes with your hair more." eijiro: daww. ^///^ Bakugo: "...You still look ridiculous." -elsewhere- Kyoka: *eating Animal Crackers* kenji: ^^ Kyoka: "..." *offers the rabbit cookie* kenji: thanks. ^^ Kyoka: "You're welcome...Do you know the best places to go for Trick or Treating?" kenji: *nods* ranpo showed me a whole bunch of nice neighborhoods around the city! Kyoka: "Excellent. I want to get bags of candy." -elsewhere- Lucy: *sipping her milkshake* atsushi: ^^ Lucy: "You have your costume ready?" atsushi: yeah. Lucy: *nods* "I'm almost finished..." *stares at mascot on her milkshake* atsushi:....so....the halloween dance is coming up... Lucy: "...Yes, it is." .\\\. atsushi:....yyyoooou wanna go with me? Lucy: "...I've been waiting for you to ask!" atsushi: is that a yes then? OuO; Lucy: "O-Of course!" o\\\\u\\\\o atsushi: great! *smiles* Lucy: "Yeah!" *holds his hand* atsushi: ^^ -elsewhere- kuniko: how's it going, gin? Gin: "...I've been better." kuniko: sis told me you were under the weather. Gin: "...Unfortunately, yes." kuniko: that stinks. Gin: "...I appreciate your concern. And your sister's." -mori's room...- Mori: *trying on his mask* -silence- Mori: "Mmm...Would you be proud, Dad?" -…- Mori: "...It is creepy enough to suit you." -...- Mori: "...I did all you wanted, and this is where I am..." *small giggle* -...the red light can still be seen through the small closet...- Mori: "..." *sets down the mask, approaches the closet* -shizuka's head is still there, just as she was left- Mori: "...Amazing. You still look...so perfect." -silence- Mori: *smiles* "I remember the last Halloween you spent with me..." -.....- {Mori: "Which candy is your favorite?"} {shizuka: *in her little red riding hood costume, enjoying a cherry lollipop* these ones.} {Mori: "Good choice...They last quite a while, depending how long you hold them in your mouth."} {shizuka: *chuckle* well, the party went off excellently, sir.} {Mori: "Because you were so organized. You did quite well."} {shizuka:... ^///^ t-thank you sir.} {Mori: *pats her knee* "I mean it...This would not have been perfect without you."} {shizuka: *blushing* s-sir...} {Mori: "...What do you think is the allegory behind Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf?"} {shizuka: i never really thought about it. ^^; } {Mori: *puts an arm around her shoulder* "I think...it is an allegory for girls' maturation into womanhood."} {shizuka: .///.} {Mori: "She is tasked by her mother to leave on her own, entering the forest--symbolic of the world. Then she is tempted by an odd figure, hairy, with big teeth, rather grotesque--the wolf, who is symbolic of all that adulthood can offer. He is greed, gluttony, wrath--all rolled into one."} {shizuka: that sounds frightening.} {Mori: "The world is frightening...And that wolf is representative of not just greed, gluttony, and wrath...Think of his gluttony and how he wants to consume Little Red Riding Hood..." *his hand moves to her side*} {shizuka: ah... o///o} {Mori: "Gluttony, that hunger...is almost sexual..." *leans closer* "He wants to just eat her up...until she experiences what the French call...la petite mort."} {shizuka: *shivering* m-mr mori...} {Mori: "Call me...the Big Bad Wolf..."} {shizuka: *blushing, eyes wide*} {Mori: *puts his hands onto the couch, by each side of her head*} {shizuka: *shivering*} {Mori: *leans his face closer to her* "Are you...afraid?"} {shizuka: n-no....if its you...then i know im ok.} {Mori: *smiles...before he lowers the wolf mask back onto his face...his hand slides along her leg*} -...- Mori: "...Hm." -silence- Mori: "...I suppose it's hardly a 'petite' mort now......" *sigh* "That was thrilling." -...- Mori: "..." *rests his hand along the jar* -she seems at peace- Mori: "...That is good." -...- Mori: "I will let you rest..." -elsewhere- Ponera: "..." *looking at the skyline* milia: ... Ponera: "Not something I'm used to seeing..." milia: ...... Ponera: "...What do you think? Something you could get used to?" milia:....the orangey colors remind me of mommy. Ponera: "..." *pats her head* milia:.....*sniffle* Ponera: "..." *hug* -elsewhere- justin:..... {justin: *thirteen years old, standing before the dead witch, eyes wide in fear*} {Spirit: "...It-It's okay..." *pats his shoulder*} {justin: *falls to his knees, throwing up from shock*} {Spirit: "!!! Wow..." *rubs his back*} {justin: *shuddering, trying to breathe* i..i-i...i ki-...i killed her...} {Spirit: "...Yes. Because she is a witch..."} {justin:.....*staring at the soul.......swallowing it.....before collapsing from exhaustion*} {Spirit: "..." *picks him up*} -elsewhere- Yumi: *wrapping a gift* shiori: kid! Yumi: *smiles* "Shh...It's a secret, Shiori." shiori: shhh. ^^ Yumi: "Good girl..." *puts the bow on* "Hope your brother likes the gift." -elsewhere- Mr. Tsubaki: *looking at the Halloween costume* "...???" louisa: all ready! mary: neato! bram: thank you. Fitzgerald: "Excellent work!" louisa: ^^ Mr. Tsubaki: *nudges at his costume* louisa: *ties the little hood onto him* there you go. Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *looks in the mirror* -it's a cute hood- Mr. Tsubaki: "..." =\\\\= ("Could be worse...") -elsewhere- Relan: "You excited?" shinra: yeah, halloween, plus my birthday tomorrow. Relan: *nods* "And the festival...You deserve a good gift." shinra:....*smiles* iris: ^^ Relan: "...We'll have something good for you." -elsewhere- Poe: "D-Did you want to...dress up?" lana: i was thinking about it, but i have no idea what i would go as. Poe: "An angel?" lana:.... *smile* -elsewhere- Dazai: *eating chips* Q__Q "I'm not a mackerel..." kirako: ^^; ranpo: getting picked on by a kid, that's pretty sad. Dazai: "I know it is! So if I eat chips, I won't be a mackerel anymore! I'll be a beautiful puffer fish..." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Looking forward to the party?" naho: *nods* Sakuya: "Same...I think it'll be good for Lilac, too." naho: *nods* Sakuya: "And I bet you got a cute costume picked out..." naho: *she nods* tsubaki: what did you get? naho: *holding up a costume of star from star vs the forces of evil* Sakuya: "Oh, wow--" Black Star: "IT NEEDS MORE STARS!" -elsewhere- Hyde: *staring at a lava lamp* "..." julian: *laying in bed, unwell* Hyde: "...Is it any better?" julian: *groan* romina: *concerned* Hyde: "...What is it? Do we need a doctor?" romina: hyde, ya'll know julian has these fits now and then. julian: *shivering* Hyde: "Doesn't mean it's just right..." romina: ....did ya'll wanna talk to that quack from the antique shop? Hyde: "..." *sighs* "Worth a try..." -elsewhere- Gopher: .\\\. kirika:.....hnn? what? Gopher: "...You're glowing." kirika: ?? i dont remember bathing in radioactive stuff. Gopher: "I-I mean... You're radiant. The development of womanhood is upon you." kirika: ..................its weird. Gopher: "I-I trust you will come through it perfectly. Because that's what you are--perfect." kirika: w-w-well yeah! im just badass like that! ^////^;;; Gopher: "Yes. And you're beautiful." kirika: >///3///< s-shush you! y-you wanna fuckin go?! >//////<;;; Gopher: .\\\\. "...'Go' in what way?" kirika: *pink in the face, grumbling* =///n///=' Gopher: "...S-Sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you...even though you are even more attractive blushing." -elsewhere- Sho: "...Bathe me in thy salvation. Let your flame bring me to your purpose." dahlia: *muttering prayer* Sho: "..." *looks at Dahlia* dahlia: ...it will be time soon. Sho: "..." *nods* -elsewhere- Mad!Kid: *scratching* pandora: antsy? Mad!Kid: "Always...until I can return to her..." pandora: hmm... Mad!Kid: "I want to get to her...I can feel her..." pandora: i know, child.. Mad!Kid: "...May I go to her?" pandora: soon... Mad!Kid: "How soon?" -elsewhere- Chuuya: *tucks in Sonia* sonia: zzz.... Chuuya: *smiles, strokes her head* sonia: *clutching her bear* Chuuya: "..." *kisses her forehead* -elsewhere- Vulcan: "Zzz..." karin:.....*puts a blanket over him* Vulcan: =W= "Zzz..." -elsewhere- Kid: *hug* stocking: mmmm~ Kid: *smooch* stocking: *pinning him down to the bed, smirking* Kid: "Oh~?" stocking: *kissing his neck* Kid: *moan* stocking: you like that? Kid: "A-Always..." stocking: *smirks and kisses down his neck, unbuttoning his shirt* Kid: "S-So good...So hot..." stocking: mmn~ Kid: *slides his hands along her sides* stocking: ah~ Kid: "I bet...I know what you're wearing underneath..." stocking: oh~? <3 Kid: "Those striped ones..." stocking: bingo~ *kiss* Kid: "Mmm~ What do I win...?" *his hand slides up, holding her hand* stocking: you get to help me take it off~ <3 Kid: *smirks, his legs wrapping around her* "Hold still..." *his fingers reach behind her neck, finding the zipper* stocking: ah~ Kid: *slowly, excruciatingly, pulls down the zipper, kissing her lips* stocking: *moan* Kid: *finally draws the zipper down to pull her dress to expose her shoulders...kisses them* stocking: *shudders* fuck~ Kid: "What? Are you already..." *he has slid her dress down, revealing her bra* stocking: well, i cant help that you're so good... Kid: ^\\\^ "Why, thank you..." *he kisses above her bra* stocking: *sigh* <3 Kid: *his hand holds up her lower back, as he slides the dress off of her* -elsewhere- Lucy: *reading* rowena: ?? 'jane eyre'? Lucy: *nods* "One of my favorites." rowena: how lovely. i've rather been a fan of pride and prejudice myself. Lucy: "Oh, that's a good choice!" ^^ *sighs* rowena: ^^ Lucy: "It's romantic...and well written." rowena: i sometimes dream about meeting someone like that. *sighs* u///w///u Lucy: =\\\\= "...Yeah..." *imagines Atsushi in a suit* rowena: ever read green gables? Lucy: *snaps awake* "Wh-What? ..." ._.; "...I...Huh?" -elsewhere- Akitaru: *yawns* miwa: long day? Akitaru: "Yeah...Meetings. Paperwork. Pulling the vase off Arthur's head. Having Tamaki run laps..." miwa: yikes. Akitaru: "That's a slow day, in comparison...Every brigade has its challenges, right?" miwa: yeah. even we have our share of challenges, like rationing supplies, misora spending hours on the phone with her 'manager', making sure sayu doesnt get herself hurt. Akitaru: "You ever talk to that 'manager'?" miwa: never met him. sometimes i think she just makes him up. Akitaru: "...Better than the alternative." miwa: .....she's had a lot of struggles in her life....her parents....didnt get along well. one day, she just lost control and....*sigh*....the doctors said they have no chance of recovering. Akitaru: "...That's awful." miwa: i think she developed the idol persona to cope with the trauma...she needs someone to help her, may as well be us, right? Akitaru: "You're good at that..." miwa:....*smiles* Akitaru: "Maybe do something fun for her..." -elsewhere- Gin: *curled up in a blanket* "..." higuchi: *pats her back* Gin: *small whimper* higuchi: it's ok gin, im here... Gin: "I-I know..." *holds onto her* higuchi: *hugs her* Gin: *sniff* Q__Q higuchi: *still holding her, rubbing her back* Gin: "He's..." higuchi: ?? Gin: "...insane." higuchi: ??? ryu-? Gin: "No...Mori." higuchi:....rain... Gin: "What I read...How he's acting...Rain..." higuchi: she was carrying his child....and it drove her over the edge.....s-she's dead because of him! Gin: *sobbing* higuchi: *holding her tightly* Gin: *holds onto Higuchi* -elsewhere- Chuuya: "..." sonia: *asleep* Chuuya: *watches Sonia* ("She looks so much like...") -...- {Mori: "And be sure to come back to work bright and early tomorrow, Rain..."} {rain:......r-right....} {Mori: *leans down, whispers in her ear* "..."} {rain:......*eyes wide, tears falling, trembling*} {Chuuya: ???} {Mori: *holds a finger to his lips* "Shh..."} {rain:...........*walking away*} {Chuuya: "Rain?"} {rain: ....good evening mr nakahara...} {Chuuya: "Hello. How are you?"} {rain:...fine....i should probably get home...it's getting late...} {Chuuya: "...Do you need some company?"} {rain:... *faking a smile* im ok, thanks.} {Chuuya: "...Shall I walk you home?"} -...- Chuuya: "..." ("What did that bastard say to you, Rain...? I don't want him near her...") sonia: *shuffling a bit in her sleep* Chuuya: "..." *looks at Sonia* sonia: zzzz Chuuya: "..." *strokes her head* sonia:... *she seems calm* Chuuya: *smiles* -elsewhere- Dazai: *snore* kirako: zzzzz mii: .... *looking out the window* ... *a pair of eyes open in the bushes* mii: !! *opening the window to investigate* *chuckling is heard* mii: *low cat growl* *a fox pops up his head* Mr. Tsubaki: "...???" mii: *cat growls* Mr. Tsubaki: -_-; ("So much for a night out...") *blows a raspberry* mii: *growl* ???: now now, what's all this about, nyatsume? mii: ?? Mr. Tsubaki: *looks around* "???" blair: good evening. ^u^ mii: a good evening yourself, miss blair. how is miss momoe doing? blair: she's coming along well, now who's this? you're that fox who's been pestering tsubaki, correct? *claws out* Mr. Tsubaki: O____O;;; "...You know my blossom?" blair: indeed, she's a friend of mya-ine*. [*translation; mine] Mr. Tsubaki: "!!! Is she okay?! Are my subclasses?" blair: hmm? well, last i saw, she had a bunch of people living there with her and black*star. mii: ?? Mr. Tsubaki: "And them--my family--they're safe?" blair: from what i see, yes. Mr. Tsubaki: *sighs* =w= "Thank goodness...She's so good..." mii: *sweatdrop* anyway, miss blair, i have a favor to ask of you. blair: im all ears. mii: i want you to help me find a few rats... -elsewhere- FD: *sneezes* -elsewhere- Kid: =\\\\= *sighs, cuddles* stocking: *panting* amazing... Kid: "Y-Yes, you are..." stocking: i meant you~ <3 *kiss* Kid: ^\\\^ "Then we're both amazing...which makes us perfect for each other..." *rubs her hand* stocking: hehe~ Kid: "..." *holds his hand along her cheek* "...How did you get so beautiful?" stocking: *blush* Kid: "..." *kiss* stocking: mmm~ u///u Kid: *rests his hand along her side...and gives a soft pinch* stocking: ah~ Kid: "Too much?" *rubs that spot...before his hand moves up* -elsewhere- Poe: *singing quietly* lana: *relaxed* emilia: zzzz henry: i remember that. mother used to sing that for you when you were still a baby. Poe: ^^; "I'm afraid I'm not as good as Mother." henry: your girlfriend and emilia seem to like it. molly: *picks emilia up to put her to bed* Poe: "...I-I suppose there is some good left in that song." ^\\\^ henry: *smiles* Poe: "...I'm happy to see you." henry: ^^ *pats his head* you two rest up, alright? Poe: "Y-Yes...Good night." -elsewhere- Sakuya: "Zzz..." naho: zzz Sakuya: *turns in bed* naho: =w= Sakuya: *hug* naho: =///w///= Sakuya: *cheek kiss* -early morning- Mr. Tsubaki: *sneaking back into the tower* *yawn* eckleburg: hmm? Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *staaaaaare* =_= eckleburg: *getting him some milk* Mr. Tsubaki: "..." *wagging his tail...licks up some* -elsewhere- Takehisa: =_= *walks to the kitchen* shinra: morning. iris: ^^ Takehisa: *grunts, pours some coffee* maki: guess what today iiiis~ Relan: "...Um...A workday?" maki: *pulls his cheeks* it's shinra's birthday! >3< shinra: yeah. iris: ^^; Takehisa: "...Yeah." Relan: o\\\\o "I-I'm still waking up! I haven't forgotten!" shinra: *smiles* i know rel. Relan: ^\\\^; Arthur: "Commence the birthday punches." *puts on a boxing glove* -elsewhere- Kid: *puts shampoo into his hands* "Ready?" shiori: uu! Kid: *gently massages the shampoo through Shiori's hair* shiori: =w= Kid: *smiles* "That's a good sister..." -elsewhere- Kyoka: "So many Halloween decorations..." atsushi: do you have your costume ready? Kyoka: *nods* "All set. You?" atsushi: *nods* Kyoka: "..." *looks around, waves for him to get closer* atsushi: ?? Kyoka: *whispers* "I heard the Chief will have a prize for best costume..." atsushi: i see. Kyoka: "I wonder what it will be. Cake?" -elsewhere- ibara: ... Denki: .\\\\. midnight: round! start! ibara:..... Denki: "Excuse me. But when this is over, how about I treat you to a meal?" ibara: ..... Denki: "You know, as an apology when I'm done defeating you in this round?" ^\\\^ ibara: ...... Denki: "...Well, better end this quickly!" *unleashes full charge* ibara: *vine shield* Denki: "Eh?" *brain burst* announcer: well, that lasted about as long as a vine! the winner is shiozaki! *The clouds separate, and light shines upon Ibara* ibara: *praying* yes, i have not wasted the opportunity bestowed upon me. ochako: woah. Izuku: o_o; "..." *starts scribbling notes* ochako: ouo; Izuku: "--and the vines' barrier mean it can redirect electricity as a conduit to prevent--" Bakugo: -_-# # # # Tokoyami: "..." *removes a fly swatter, swings it past the words coming from Izuku* announcer: up next, tenya iida VS mei hatsume! momo: *biting her thumb, nervous* Iida: -\\\\- "These...devices are more cumbersome than I anticipated..." mei: uhuhuhu~ well then, mr mecha-iida, im looking forwards to this~ midnight: isnt it illegal for hero course students to use support dept items without submitting a form? Monoma: "THEN THROW HIM OUT OF THIS ROUND, MIDNIGHT!" itsuka: *chop* down boy. Iida: "!!! B-But, teacher, Aoyama has his belt. I had not considered the purpose of completing such paperwork because...I was moved by my opponent's offer to make this a fair fight and her offer to let me use this equipment! I wanted to honor her integrity by wearing this gear!" Izuku: "...That doesn't sound like something Mei would do...Unless..." ._.; "Oh no..." midnight: very well! i shall allow it! mei: *grins and adjusts her mic* Present Mic: "...Wait just a minute..." Iida: "???" midnight: BEGIN! yuuji: i think....she- mei: *over the speakers* WHAT MAGNIFICENT SPEED, MR IIDA! Iida: "Wait--What is happening to my legs?! They feel--" mei: they feel lighter than usual, do they not? thats what you can get with my custom leg parts, designed to keep up with the wearer's speed! HOWEVER! dodging isnt a problem with- *zoop* HYDRAULIC ATTACHMENT BARS! Iida: *turns at a sharp angle--but re-balances* "AAAAAH--...Wait, what?" mei: excellent maneuvering there! all thanks to my auto balancer! yuuji:....she hacked the speakers. -spongebob french narrarator voice: 3 hours later- Izuku: =_=; "I thought it'd be only 10 minutes..." Mineta: =_=;;; "Even her hotness isn't enough to keep me awake..." mei: *stepping out of bounds* thanks for listening everyone~ ^^ midnight:....h-hatsume is....out of bounds...the round, goes to iida. Iida: "WHAT THE EVER-LOVING HECK WAS THAT?! YOU MADE ME NOTHING MORE THAN YOUR MARKETING BOY FOR THE SAKE OF MASS CONSUMERISM?!!!!" mei:... soooowwy~ Izuku: "...I saw this coming a long time ago..." *writes down notes* momo: D8> All Might: ._.; "...That's one way to do a sales pitch. The businesses look impressed...' jirou: she took so long, we might only get a few more matches in today... Mineta: "Please let the next one be hot!" midnight: up next, aoyama vs ashido! mina: *grins* hehe~ Mineta: "WOOOOOO!!!" jirou: KICK HIS ASS MINA! Aoyama: "My apologies, mademoiselle--I will try to make this as painless as possible." mina: bring it! Aoyama: *laser blast* mina: *dodging* Ojiro: "Who you betting on, Midoriya?" Izuku: "Well, Mina's ooze is effective, yet she will need objects to block Aoyama's lasers--and there are none out there. This'll be about time: who can win first, the ooze or the laser?" Mineta: "LASER! LASER! LA--" Ojiro: *wraps his tail around Mineta--and flings him to the back of the stands* jirou: thank you. Ojiro: "Of course." mina: *grins* just a lil more now.. Aoyama: *pant pant...* *stomach gurgle* @~@ "My tummy..." mina: now! *slimes the belt* Aoyama: *gasp* "Ma ceinture!" *woosh* Aoyama: .\\\\. Izuku: o_o; tamaki:...are those...unicorns? Ojiro: o_o;;; jirou:...ive gone blind. Arthur: "..." *loud laughing* pony:........... *scarred for life* Mineta: "KILL ME NOW! THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANTED! I WANTED TO SEE MINA'S--" Ojiro: "..." *tosses Mineta again* mina: *EPIC UPPERCUT* Aoyama: "Ooooooooooh~" *KO'ed* XWX midnight: KNOCK OUT! ASHIDO ADVANCES! jirou: YYEEEEEAH! WAY TO GO!! Izuku: "..." *scribbling* "Mina did all of that with speed and strength...No wonder she has advanced so far despite having a long-range and destructive weapon that she has to control at all times lest she--" ochako:....*heading to the prep room* .... Izuku: *mutter mutter scribble* Todoroki: "..." -elsewhere- yana: *watching the screens at momo vs tokoyami* .... FD: "Their abilities?" yana: yaoyorozu's has a lot of potential, but from the notes, time is a requirement for larger items. and tokoyami's is similar to akutagawa's. FD: "...Hmm...Useful." -inside the prep room- ochako: .... Iida: *opens the door* "Lousy stupid pain in the--...Oh, Uraraka. Hello. How are you--" o_o; ochako: *intense face* hey iida! Iida: "...You look...passionate." ochako: eh? i guess im a bit nervous! ^^; Iida: "Yes...Given how explosive Bakugo is in both ability and personality, this will be a challenging battle." ochako: yeah, thought it might be a while before i face him, since your battle took a long time. ^^; Iida: *super-depressed face* TT~TT ochako: ^^; yeah, i think due to time constraints, eijiro and tetsutetsu's match will be the last one shown today...which gives me more time to train for my match with bakugou. Iida: "Then perhaps there are ways for you to prepare. Maybe--" *door slams open--smashing into Iida* ochako: O-O; Izuku: *panting* "O-Ochaco! I had an idea! Why don't you-- ...Why are there smashed glasses on the floor?" ochako: *points to iida* Iida: TT~TT "Today...hates me..." mina: hey mecha-iida, momo said she wanted to talk to you about something. probably the halloween dance tomorrow~ ochako: OH CRAP I FORGOT! Izuku: D: "I-I'm so sorry!" *turns to Ochaco* "Please, take my notes on our classmates--" *turns back to Iida* "Really! I'll get you to the nurse--" *back to Ochaco* "They can be super-effective in anticipating his strategies and weaknesses--" Iida: "...One, what? Two, am I still pretty?" Izuku: o___o; ("...There's too much going on...") -later- ochako: ....*sigh* (thinking: i appreciate the strategy offer, deku...but if i want to win, i have to rely on my own strength...) Todoroki: "Ochaco?" ochako: MEEP! oh! todoroki! you startled me! Todoroki: "...Sorry. I get that a lot." ochako: i-it's fine. ^^; Todoroki: "...Surprising battles today." ochako: yeah, looks like they ran out of time today, so my match with bakugou had to be postponed for a little later on. Todoroki: "...My...behavior in the competition did not help." ochako: .....but on the bright side, the arena's all fixed up now! Todoroki: "Yes..." ochako: *smiles* Todoroki: "...What are you doing tomorrow?" ochako: tomorrow? well, i know the dance is tomorrow night, but i dont have a date or anything like that. Todoroki: "I...had thought..." ochako: hmm? Todoroki: "...I was not intending to go to the dance." ochako: oh? Todoroki: "...My sister and I were going to stay in." ochako: oh. well, i would have liked for you to enjoy the dance. they even have a haunted maze! Todoroki: "...I could ask my sister whether we could watch horror movies another night..." ochako: there's always the day after tomorrow, if you arent trick or treating! Todoroki: "...Then...I guess I will see you at the dance." ochako: awesome! -elsewhere- itsuka: hmm? katsuki? you're sweating. Bakugo: >\\\\< "Wi-Will y-y-you..." itsuka: are you asking me to the dance? if so, sure. ^^ Bakugo: "...THANK YOU BUT I WANTED TO BE THE ONE TO ASK, DANG IT!" itsuka: ^///^ Monoma: *hiding in the bushes, chewing into a rag* ("GODDAMN IT TO HELL!") pony: *pap pap* Monoma: "...Why are you in the bushes?" pony: tetsutetsu told me he was worried 'bout you. {tetsutetsu: right now, he need someone to try to reach out and give him the help he needs, that'd be the manly thing to do!} Monoma: "...Oh. Well, pass along my thanks. I have to go copy Bakugo's Quirk and blow him up now--" pony: *draggin him off* Monoma: "Unhand me!" -elsewhere- Yohei: "All set for Trick or Treaters?" chie: yep! and toru has his lil costume all set up! Yohei: "Really? Let's see it..." toru: *dressed in a pumpkin suit* buu! Yohei: "Hee hee...Really Halloween-y." *pats Toru's head* toru: ^u^ chie: i even got a new sweater to wear. *pulling out an orange sweater with a festive pumpkin on it* Yohei: "That's fashionable--and adorable, too." -elsewhere- Meme: "Halloween, Halloween..." ao: it's a shame i wont get to be at the dance tomorrow. mom asked me to help with the 100 ghost stories event at the shrine. tsugumi: sound pretty cool, aochi! ao: ^^ Meme: "How long the stories going to be? Maybe we can stop by after the dance?" -elsewhere- Gin: *sighs* naoya: long night? Gin: "Very..." naoya: jeez...want to go for a ride? clear your head up? Gin: "...Yes, please." naoya: alright. -and so- naoya: *driving through the city* Gin: *holding on* naoya: i know a good place to get a nice view of the city. old paper mill. Gin: "Okay. Sounds good." -and so- naoya: *taking a short draw from her cig* nice view, right kiddo? Gin: "Indeed...Can see the Jack O'Lanterns..." naoya:....you and your bro ever been trick or treating? Gin: "...No." naoya: ah. what _did_ you guys do? Gin: "Keep warm. Try not to starve." naoya:...shit, sorry. Gin: "It is the past, not you." naoya: *nods*.....*takes another drag* i still think about that diary i found....there was some fucked up shit in those notes... Gin: "Please, don't..." naoya:....*pats her back* it's ok kiddo. Gin: "...Certainly not fair." naoya:...we see a lot of fucked up shit as mafia... Gin: "...To a secretary?" naoya:....*sigh* shizuka was a good person, if a bit naive. if she were still here, she'd be the same age as me. Gin: "...That's a little disturbing to think of it like that..." naoya:.... *sigh* i think there's something wrong in his head to make him this way. Gin: "...And when he runs an entire Mafia...but is not 'right in the head'..." naoya: ...from what hirotsu told me, the old boss apparently was even worse... Gin: "...Hmm." naoya:....*stares up at a commercial jet flying overhead* .....you hear that the coffee barn has teas now? Gin: "...No, I had not." -elsewhere- Akutagawa: "..." *sips* rashomon: ?? Akutagawa: "...What is even the point of this holiday?" rashomon: *acknowledging growl* Akutagawa: "Hmph. ...Don't even like some candies..." -elsewhere- Relan: *wrapping a gift* iris: wrapping up christmas gifts already? Relan: ^^; "Something I'm saving..." iris: ah. Relan: "After lapsing on Shinra's birthday this morning..." -early morning- Kid: *humming* stocking: hey kid? could you help me out with my dress? Kid: "I'd be happy to..." stocking: *she's putting on her dress, but is having trouble with the zipper....?* Kid: "Allow me..." *takes the zipper* stocking: *smiles* Kid: *carefully zips it up* "...Was it truly a problem for you?" stocking: hmmmm nah~ Kid: "You sneaky angel..." *cheek smooch* stocking: hehe~<3 Kid: "It looks great." stocking: thank you~ Kid: "You looking forward to today?" stocking: *she nods* Kid: "So am I..." *smooch* stocking: mm~ Kid: *smiles* "Shall we begin?" -elsewhere- Todoroki: "...Are you okay with me postponing horror movie night?" fuyumi: did something happen? Todoroki: "I... reconsidered about going to the dance." fuyumi: oh? Todoroki: "...I will be attending." fuyumi: *smiles* well you have fun. do you have a costume? Todoroki: "..." ._.;;;;; "...I had not thought of that." -elsewhere-

[danatole-headcanons]

Ace, Andy, Kena, and Vic’s Danatole Kid Hcs

@melchirits

* THE KIDS * * helo naught xhildern, it’s danatole child time * THE KIDS: Fyodor(Theo) and Lucette (Lucy) Dolokhov-Kuragin * Dickle * every close friend/relative gets One Name to suggest * all of them are really good and considerate…………..until they go to balaga, a family friend * they tell balaga that he has One Chance……. And the name he choses is dickle * “ok balaga you have one shot at this, don’t fuck it up” * “ok ok hear me out. dickle.” * anatole is dying * dolokhov is having a heart attack in the background, im fucking wheeding * “ok but give me at least three chances” * “hear me out: succulent butterfly or FUCKING NUTMOBILE” “why’d you scream the second one?” “Because it should be in all caps” “get the fuck out” * “you had one chance, WE’RE NOT NAMING OUR GOTDAM SON DICKLE” * “but can the middle names spell dickle, what about troika” * “balaga please get out of our house it’s midnight” * “how about pikachu. Or ash ketchum.” * fedya, screaming from the background, heart attack paused: “YES” “i think i thought of the perfect name” balaga literally gets to anatole’s height by climbing him and whispers, “the loud THX noise from that one movie.”[a] * “name the child the THX noise” “balaga,,,,its been four days please leave” * he Won’t give up * Other balaga recommendations: * FUCKING NUTMOBILE * lucas steele, and variants * paul pinto * razor boy * succulent * marvin * paul pinto in khakis * lucifer * succulent butterfly * lampost * trash can * naruto * pikachu * ash ketchum * kukas steeke * THX noise * fursuit * (anatole kicks him out after that one) * ALSO * “fedya you are the father” * “so are you” * “oh shit true” * the first child (theo) grows up and learns that they were literally almost named fucking nutmobile and is ready to deck both balaga and their dads * balaga is like “im gonna teach your kid how to drive” * anatole astral projects while Everyone it holding fedya back from destroying balaga * balaga teaches the kid how to drive anyway bc fedya and anatole can’t stop him * so the kid gets pulled over by a cop the first time they drive (w/balaga) bc of course * the police person is just like “I KNOW YOU” and balaga screams “FLOOR IT” * “green means go, red also means go probably, yellow means speed up” * “balaga why is my kid crying” “,,,,,,,,,,reasons” * balaga calls theo dickle forever bc he can * Lucy has Fedya’s Determination and she does everything balaga does better * balaga cries into a wine bottle on the pavement * “balaga eating saltines and chugging wine on the sidewalk”~Quote from Ace * one time balaga takes lucy out for night lessons * fedya wakes up as this is happening and has a panic attack because “where is our kid oh dear god” * he literally sprints out into the driveway and balaga screams “FUCKING FLOOR IT” and lucy’s doing all sorts of pro maneuvers * while balaga ends up hanging on for dear life because “oh so this is what it’s like to be my passenger” * “lucy lucifer” * balaga has a corkboard full of parking tickets he never paid, he hoards them like trophies * (balaga voice) speed limit 420 haha nice

* “Balaga that says 42,,,” * “if i put four engines in my car,,,” * balaga owns a school bus that’s decked out like a monster truck * balaga works for uber AND lyft, like a double agent * one time he gets an uber and lyft at the same time so hes like fuck it and gets them both * fuzzy dice on rearview mirror * balaga’s car is named nutmobile & it has a nut sticker * balaga sleeps in his car in a walmart parking lot at night?? * on lucy’s first birthday balaga teaches lucy how to say fuck and fedya decks him in the street * balaga picks lucy up from school or something one day and he saw her and just yelled “HEY LUCIFER” * lucy whips around like YEAH FUCKASS WHAT DO YOU WANT, she was like 14 * BALAGA IS LITERALLY AT ANATOLE AND FEDYAS HOUSE ALK THE TINE AND HE IS JUST YELLING LUCIFER ALL GHE TIME AND FEDYA ID LIKE SHUT THE FUCK UP BALAGA * balaga runs like naruto * balaga was the babysitter literally all the time * balaga worked as a gym teacher for a month before getting fired * (“what’d he get fired for?” “nothing you can prove”) ~Andy and Ace * someone else parks in his parking spot and he just keys the car * balaga worked as a librarian for two hours before being fired for telling the kids to shut the fuck up * balaga never gets fired from uber no matter what * Review: 5/5. Almost died but i got to my destination, 30 minutes away, in 2 minutes. * “LUCY, HYPERDRIVE” * balaga has completely taken over anatole & fedya’s garage * they try to walk in one time like “is this is fucking dead rat” and he shoots them with a paintball gun and says “no this is covfefe” * Balaga goes as a gc egg shaker for halloween w the kids * “No you just hear the beads and then theres tiny egg man” ~Kalvin * “yeah the guy who lives in our garage uhhhh tiny egg man” ~Theo * lucy draws balaga and he says “hell yeah fanart,” hangs it up on like the ceiling of his car * when lucy and theo play mario kart she always chooses rainbow road * chooses monopoly for Family Game Night * “lucy please we’ve been playing for three days” “no it’s blond dad’s turn” * anatole’s dying on the floor, fedya’s crying, theo’s dissociating * theo’s a hide and seek master

*They watch Buzzfeed Unsolved * lucy & theo go ghost hunting, lucy’s humming the ghostbusters theme and theo’s shaking like a leaf in the corner with ten vials of holy water on him * “hey demons it’s me, ya boi” “LUCY NO” * “COME AT ME DEMONS!” “L U C Y P L E A S E” * Theo is Dipper Pines * lucy is always ready to Deck People (kalvin style) * lucy has a pokeball in her backpack to throw at people she doesnt like * the guys at school call her “hellraiser” and the girls call her “lucifer” * theo and lucy are Not Straight in the slightest * lucy is pan, theo is gay & ace, & also trans * lucy makes so many innuendos she got detention multiple times because of it * theo can play literally any instrument and spent his money on bookfairs in elementary school * Theo knows that anybody who plays violin is a basic bitch so he plays viola instead * “Fyodor jr.!” “Sorry dad, you’re basic.” ~Convo with Anatole * theo quickly become better at gambling than fedya, it switches from fedya letting him win to him actually getting demolished, fedya cries * lucy does the thing where it looks like you’re doing ballet but then you go over to someone and kick them in the face * lucy literally carries around a bag of glitter to throw on people when they say/do something stupid * lucy’s ringtone is the THX noise and it’s always so fucking loud * ippolit kuragin is the cool uncle but also cryptid * is a fashion designer in NY apparently * unrelated: (dolokhov voice) me me big anxiety * theo stans all the murder musicals * also is totally straight for phillipa soo * also stans all things LMM * lucy’s contact pick for Blond Dad is That anatole pic * lucy is team valor and theo is team instinct * fedya’s valor, anatole’s mystic (prettiest logo???), balaga’s instinct * everyone outs poor anatole for being on team mystic * “so uh anatole what team did you pick?” “mystic” “oh because they’re smart and stuff–” “no, they’re the most aesthetic * the kids are highkey competitive about pokemon * anatole does that thing where he does 600000 soft restarts to get a shiny starter * he REALLY LOVES alolan vulpix!! * lucy has an embarrassing collection of photos of anatole * Balaga insists on giving the kids The Talk * theo didn’t talk for a week after but it could have gone much worse * someone: so how’d It Go? * theo, shaking, looking up with the purest fear in his eyes: it could have been worse * balaga teaches theo to curse * also, someone @ theo : “fuck, i mean shoot! im so sorry!!” theo, drinking a glass of vodka: what the fuck you can swear around me i literally fuckimg 21 years old what the shit * theo, quietly: in the heights is better than hamilton * lucy, a floor down: EX-FUCKING-SCUSE ME * once lucy asked balaga “hey do you sell drugs” * and balaga was like “no why, do you need them? bc i can get you them” * everyone sees theo as the calm kid, but if you talk shit about his family he Will duel you in a denny’s parking lot @ 3am hamilton style * there’s always the option to go live in the garaga with balaga * Theo’s secret dating the Andreirretasha kid, Nico(lai) * They are the cutest couple™ * Okay some Mama Helene™ bs * Helene was the mom, Fedya was the dad * “Helene and Dolokhov arm-in-arm,” * Lucy looks like a mini Helene, Theo looks like a mini Fedya * The only difference between Helene and Lucy is while Helene has the green-hairpiece-thing, Lucy wears a mauve bow * On Lucy’s fourteenth bday, Helene bent down to eye-level, look soulfully into her eyes, and said this: * “Lucy, as my daughter, i feel as if you should have this..” * It’s a necklace that says “Bitch” * Lucy was 13 when she started her drunk text collection * On Lucy’s 16 bday, helene gave her her most prized possession * “Lucy, I want you to have this, I was going to give it to you later in life, but you’ve come so far already..” * She pulls out a book from her purse, written in fancy calligraphy on it are the words “Burn Book” * “Lucy this is everything that someone i know has done wrong, treat it with care…” * It was one of the only times lucy has ever cried * You bet your ass there’s an entire section dedicated to Anatole * “Anatole, age 1-6, Anatole, Age 7-10, Anatole, Age 11-13, Anatole, Age 14-18, etc” * Theres even some stuff about Cryptid-Uncle-Ippolit * “Hey dad? Remember when you and uncle Pierre tied to guy to a bear for shits and giggles?” * Theo is on the spectrum * Helene got him a fidget cube * He and Lucy do sibling costumes * Theo is a gangly mess of limbs like how does the kid function * Theo was cis-passing when he started dating Nico * When he told him he was trans, Nico just shrugged and kissed him alot * Yeah so I love these kids and might write a fic