#hes a little fucked up but hes okau

[scoutsurge]

Red and Blue scout.. oh lord

Am I spammin too much? I just love him so much

[ninjagrace]

getting this all out here CH 111 SPOILERS BELOW FIR TBHK

okay first off tsukasa that my fucking line “i hate you smh” “i know :D” THATS MY LINE

also he made hanako cry again i am not okay

i KNEW he wasn’t real i CALLED it but i didn’t think he’d be the thing from the pit???? like????

also i did not see clock keeper body horror cominh in the new chapter that was not on my bingo card this homeslice fucking regenerated and had an eyeball sticking out of his head i was NOT prepared

AKANE CAME IN CLUTCH AGAIN MAN HES SO FUCKING FINE FOR WHAT

and he got up so damn fast after getting a tsukasa beat down like gof famn okau

little nene tryna climb out of the scales to go help hanako is so FUCKING CUTE

akane u can no longer deny it u care about mirai idgaf

also???? clock keepers boundary pt 2???? they’re stupidly powerful wjat

AKANE GOINH TK TALK TO HIS BOYFRIWND I LOVE HIM SO MUVH THAT PAGE WAS SO PRETTY AND WELL DRAWN IM GOING INSANE

akane and his emo hood ass

also??? kako without his hood???

hold the FUCK on he looks like an older version of akane he has the ponytail and the hair and i’m going insane hold on

fixing up my dead daughter hey adoptive son come help me out WHAT

also wtf is up with that doll head. it looks just like mirai’s face. has she gotten a facelift before wtf

tsukasa is so silly but he causes so much trauma i have mixed emotions about this boy

akane likes tea over coffee confirmed

mf really put the grandfather in grandfather clock

akane. u look so tired. please rest.

they really done restarted the school festival WHICH MEANS MITSUBA IS OKAY HES NOT DEAD ANYMORE LETS FUCKING GO

okay and nene remembers???? she knows what’s going on????????? aidairo when i catch u. when i catch u aidairo WHEN I CATCH U-

KOU PLEASE NECT CHAPTER I MISS HIM

i’ll have more rambling later dw 🥰

[fuckentoastybitch]

Phone Call

A NakedToaster x reader drabble. GN reader but reader's server username is defaulted to LovelyLola.

This is my first fic here. I wouldn't call myself a writer per se, I haven't written in a long time and tbh I don't brush up my skills often so my writings are usually very simple, the same could be said about this one but I think it's nice enough

"I don't mind at all. Take your time."

Bloombot thanked you and you left the call, leaving her with Toasty to discuss their matters in private. You were being truthful that you didn't mind leaving them. Needing some time to process your thoughts, Toasty's love declaration from a moment ago was still ringing in your head.

"Fuck it, I love you."

They really said it, holy shit.

You look down and remembered the pink note in your hand where you had hastily scribble down his phone number, but you realized the note is now folded in a few places.

Fuck, you must've crumpled it in your excitement when you asked Toasty for their name.

Before Bloombot interrupted, that is.

God, you're such a lovesick dork. Your phone was right there next to the monitor and yet you chose to grab a PINK NOTE out of all things and wrote down the number like some swooning high schooler. A grin formed at your lips regardless as you read the number in your head again and again. You're so smitten it's ridiculous.

You wondered about Toaster's real name once again when a familiar sound effect rang from your computer and you look up to see xyx had messaged the general channel. The server is back up! Everyone flooded the channel with hellos, clearly happy to see each other again. You know you are too. It's almost unbelievable you somehow had managed to persuade a bot to not bring and end to your one source of happiness in this moment.

If Bloombot had really shut down the server…

Ugh, you don't even want to think about it. Especially not right after you and Toasty had just being honest about your feelings. You found such a special person in such a short amount of time but you cared for him too much to lose them in the matter of seconds.

The #juicy-gamers channel lit up and you already knew it was Toasty.

Click

NakedToaster: I just want to tell you again

i love you

a lot

FUCK, they're so affectionate now?! How the hell will you be able to handle this?

NakedToaster: text me tomorrow?

Oh, no. Bloombot's shut down yesterday gave you too much of a fright. You decided you need to call him now.

LovelyLola: how about i call you?

NakedToaster: now?

LovelyLola: no toasty, next year

jk lol

yes now

please, yesterday scared me

i want to hear you again

NakedToaster: fsjgdjdfh

fuck

ff

okau

okay

xyx: disgustang

LovelyLola: LMAO

NakedToaster: LMAO

xyx: get out of my christian server NOW

Your palms were a little sweaty mom's spaghetti so you wipe them down on your pants before dialing his number. The first ring didn't even finish before they picked up. Someone's eager.

Not that you can blame them.

"Hel- oh fuck-"

You hear a thud on the other end followed by the sound of someone clambering under what you assumed to be his chair, a string of curses tailing their noises.

Yep. You really love them.

"Sorry, my hand was uh…"

"Mhm?" You hum innocently, just to tease him a little.

"The.. the phone slipped, " an awkward chuckle buzzes through your speaker.

"I heard."

"Shut up," his voice was exasperated but affectionate. "Fuck, is this really how we're starting our first phone call?" You both laughed.

"Seems like it."

"Hm. I thought a it'd be kinda similar to the vc but this is… different. I mean, in a nice way!" he fumbled. "It feels more personal."

"Yeah."

A moment of silence passes you both, but the silence is comforting. It feels almost as if they're really there with you. God, you want them to be there with you.

"Anyways," you hear him taking a breath. "Hi."

You smile.

"Hi, Toasty."

[obitv]

OKAU okay. so. this is like. directly how it relates to My current will design so. yeagh. but everyone ended up doodling on will's converse in sharpie. as you do when youre bored in class. but after he died his ankle was fucked for a while so he needed to get different shoes with like. room for whatever needed to happen for it to heal all nice. and he was essentially told well why would you need those busted ass old shoes that were kind of too small anyway. do you really need those to be a hero. slash threat kind of. so he Didnt bring them and when dakota got bored in class and drew the stupid little S symbol on the new ones he Almost cried. fun fact about the old shoes actually! he never had them tied bc the laces were so fucked it was too much of an ordeal to go through. which could lead to. i dont know..tripping........or maybe falling orsomething... and also the fucking. neon orange 'jesus loves you' bracelet is from abby as a joke after he died and shit #slay

I EXPLODE !!!! I DIE. youget me you get Him ohhhbrfhfhhfhh <- me dying

[titsuya]

Not to be horny on the main but uh suna's hands adorned with rings and his high af eyes, staring you down as you do the ✨bare minimum✨ around the house or maybe helping him or whatever and getting hard because you look so domestic (?) and you'd look so good with his kids, his breeding kink goes brrr

And his brain does flips and now all he wants to do is flip you against the wall and wrap his hand around your throat, pressing hard enough that his rings leave imprints and mark you up

Okau goodbye I'm-

HELLO THIS 2 months late but yeah i got inspired.

suna. suna rintarō is such a lazy son of a bitch. he likes watching you ride him because you’re doing all the work.

but there’s just something about watching you bending over to load the dishwasher or making the bed with your tits hanging (just about ready to fall out of your shirt).

it’ll be the simplest tasks, but it all makes his cock undeniably rock hard. his pretty little housewife cleaning up and cooking for him. it felt degrading to think about you in that sense, but he couldn’t help it.

to you, it’s not much. picking up trash, dusting, washing dishes— it felt too easy. rintarō was the one who provided for the both of you, so it was the least you could do.

he flips when he sees you downstairs on your hands and knees looking for something under the couch. normally, he wouldn’t say anything… yes, his cock would throb, but he’d just silently retreat back to the bedroom and take a cold shower. but today, you’re in a skirt and his favorite lace panties.

he can’t fucking help it.

when you stand up, you’re slightly startled by his presence, not hearing him walk in to the common area.

“hi—“ you’re cut off too soon with his hand wrapping tightly around your throat and your back pressing flushed against the wall. the cool metal of his rings and the sudden movements making you gasp. “rin!”

he groans at the sound of his name coming so pretty out of your mouth. “‘m gonna fuck a baby into you, you got that? gonna be so fucking pretty as a mommy, fuck.”

you choke on air, “a mommy?”

“exactly that, gonna fill you up with so much of my cum, pretty. make you all mine forever.”

[kazewhara]

Kazuha's younger sibling trying to tease him but just ending up being annoying like any other younger sibling, just that you, his s/o starts taking his sibling's side and gang up on him,,, which is admittedly really funny to see. Kazuha, however looks as unbothered as ever, so his lil sibling after awhile just stops, and you'd think it's his victory yet again, he in fact turns around with his little nonchalant smirk, but oh- you point out how funny it is to rile him up, and how cute he is when he thinks he hides it so well but his little tell tales give him away: the twitch of his lips, the crinkle of his eyes so different than when he's happy,,,

And kazuha is so ?@*$(@(!(?? error, you just broke him-- you get along with his lil sibling, and you can read him so well that's both so annoying because I know this man would hate it if someone was as perceptive as he is, and be so amazed and find it so attractive?? Cause change my mind but kazuha would love someone as sharp-witted and with a silver tongue like him.

Just--- teasing big bro kazuha by siding with his little sibling>>>

-Hecate

JHNG N VABSBD FBFUFKC JABBING ME RIGHT WHERE IT HURTS GODDNS FUCK OKAY OKAY UMMMM

shit fuck dammit hecate i can't stop thinking about kazuha trying to act unaffected even though his ears are burning fuckFUCKEKJDSJND OKAU OKAY

well first of all... teasing kazuha in general >>>>>>>>

but now i'm thinking like someone who's probably a bit quicker to the punch than kazuha is -- the reader who has a response for everything, be it snarky, flirty, smart or whatever, and every so often catch him slipping, so you'll get to see kazuha pressing his lips together and clearing his throat to try and shake off the way you've rattled him andHBNHGNFSJD

ganging up on him becomes your favorite pastime, especially since his little sibling has embarrassing stories lined up to use against him and its CUTE FUCK

[tangerinesteve]

Ep 7!

"She does that to things" aww he sounded so sad.

"Sometimes we assume the worst because we fear to hope" girl...yes. bless this woman.

Who the hell burnt these poor people?

OH DO NOT GO TO CINTRA!!! DO NOT!!!

Listen you witchy bitch SHUT UUUUPPPPPPPP

Oh girl.... fuck that general up.

Why is this man walkin around in a silk bathrobe? Just waltzin around in his silks lookin fancy. Like okay girl do you

Okay.... i.... guess i appreciate the attempt.... at having Jaskier be mad and standing his ground.... but it wasnt enough. Like i get that they're like best friends but.... naw. That was very unsatisfying. I am not pleased

Him not caring that the guard is getting the shit kicked out of him is hilarious though!!! And his little mice friends!!!! GORDON!!!!

Yen's like ..... fuck. Yeah i love him too. Shit.

Oh... ladies please dont fight....

Ewww that was... way more slimey than i was expecting oh...she's screaming

The bard is ripped. And i am unstable

"And hair. She's got a lotta hair that woman" He's so stupid.

"Well she sounds like a hoot. WHO is the deathless mother geralt??"

"Someone really didnt like my shirt" He's just not phased at all about almost being hit with an axe.

He's doesn't remember them oh my god

Oohh are they coming too??? Yay i love them!!!!

Oh fuck... did she just fuckin teleport them??? And the horses????

This dude with Tissaia is a jerkoff. I dont trust him. Maybe you aren't worthy of it bitch shut up

Please help her..... not like that.... why are these men a bunch of cunts?????

Wait this.... is supposed to be a paralitic....it looks more like a time stop spell than a paralyzing agent. And oh fuck okau she's just murderin everybody okay. ..... i dont want her to kill Cahir. The cat faced man.... he's grown on me.... oh good she let him live

Is this.... is the witch trhing to get free from using all their "wishes"? Is that why her hand just burned? I am confusion.

"Jabbing stick"???? Jaskier what the fuck. I love this idiot.

Hey hi.... im glad he said sorry but i want more? Like.... i know im being greedy probably but like.... jaskier deserves better. Just cuz he's the type of person to joke and brush shit off doesnt mean he doesn't deserve a serious apology.

Jesus she's strong. Her anger is insanely powerful holy shit

"The girl. Yours?" "Mine." ...good lord.

Ohmy god she killled the baby what the fuck

Oh for fucks same GET OUTTA THAT GIRL YOU WRINKLY OLD HAG!!!

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Happy Together : 19

Til death do us part

Character(s): (deceptively) dark!Steve

Warnings: this is a dark!fic, it contains non/dubious-consent elements. It goes without (and with) saying that this is 18+.

This chapter: you know what it is boo! but yeah, oral, full sexual activity.

Series Synopsis: The reader is stood up while awaiting a blind date, instead finding herself keeping company with the restaurant’s famous owner; Steve Rogers. After that night, she tries to forget her humiliation but she just can’t shake one thing about that night: him.

Masterlist

Chapter Summary: The reader’s fate is sealed.

Notes: Okau, it’s hear. Hope y’all enjoy. There’s not much to say about this one. But I think we are very close to a finale (possibly even the next chapter) so I do want to thank you all for sticking with me through this!

I look forward to hearing from you in the replies/reblogs/tags/asks. <3

...

Steve opened the door. You watched him climb out of the car. You slid across the seat as you peeked out and he offered his hand. The large brick house loomed like a giant in the dark. You ignored him as you gaped up at the two-story home. Home? 

He grabbed your arm and yanked you out to your feet. You stumbled and he slammed the door. He slapped the roof of the car and the driver pulled away. You were left alone; with Steve...and your new prison.

He dragged you forward and you tried to plant your feet. Your left heel snapped and you tripped. Steve caught you and turned you to him. "Stop," He hissed, "It will be easier if…" He breathed and licked his upper lip. "You're my wife now. I only want you to be happy."

"Steve…" You rasped and he shook his head. His nostrils flared and he scooped you up in a single motion.

"Come on, it's late already," He carried you up the steps and to the door. 

You squirmed as he balanced you in his arms and you clung to his neck to keep from falling. With one hand he grabbed the handle, a decisive click as it unlocked and he stepped over the threshold. He kicked the door closed and it locked behind him with a whir. Your eyes widened and you looked around. 

A grand staircase before you, doorways to either side, the faint light of streetlamps through the windows. It was much like the underground prototype. A classic aesthetic with modern touches. A picture of suburbia. The domestic cell you had been sentenced to.

He began up the stairs and you reached for the railing. He didn't pause, only wrenched you upward until you were forced to let go. You hissed as your fingers rang in pain and pushed against his chest. You quivered in his strong arms as he continued down the hallway. It was eerily dark and yet you dreaded to see it in the light.

"You don't have to do this," You begged and grabbed onto his lapel, "Steve, please don't."

"Please what? You're my wife. You said I do." He carried you to the door at the end of the hall, "You vowed yourself to me."

"You know I didn't want to," You wriggled against him, "Don't do this. Please."

"I know it's scary, dear," He opened the door with the same mechanical click, "You weren't so nervous a couple days ago."

You sucked your lip in and frowned. You thought of the room beneath the bunker. Surely he had a similar trap here. You didn't want to confirm that suspicion.

"Don't you like it when I touch you?" The door closed with another swift kick. The light flicked on overhead. He neared the bed and you kicked your legs. 

"Let me go, please," You beat at his chest. "You...you're crazy! Please."

"Enough!" He dropped you on the bed and you bounced painfully. You bit your tongue and struggled to sit up in your heavy dress. "It's done. You said yes. You stood at that altar...you--" He inhaled and roughly undid his jacket. "I have done all this for you. I built this house for you, I changed my entire life for you." He slipped the jacket down his arms. "So you will do what's expected of you as my wife."

"Steve," You fought through your skirts and stood, "Please--"

"I am not crazy!" He snapped and ripped his bow tie off. "I heard you say it. You said you love me." His voice rose dangerously as he unbuttoned his shirt. He stepped closer so that you were trapped between him and the bed. "Turn around."

"No," You tried to sidestep him and he grabbed your shoulders. He bent so that his nose almost met yours.

"Turn the fuck around," He snarled. "As my wife, I expect you to listen the first time...or you can take your punishment in stride."

You tried to pull away and he forced you around. He growled as you resisted and he tore your veil from your hair. He grabbed the back of your neck and forced you forward until you were bent over the bed. He leaned over you and pushed his pelvis against your skirts. 

"Be good or I'll fuck you just like this," He sneered. "Now stand up…" He shoved himself off you as he stood and slapped your ass. "And behave."

You slowly lifted yourself up. As you rose, he grabbed the back of your dress and tugged at the laces. 

"I'd tear this in half if I didn't wanna keep it," He hissed, "You already did enough damage with that little game in the parking lot."

Your body jerked as he loosed the laces. "Keep it?" You whispered, more to yourself than him.

"For our daughter…" He said matter-of-fact, "I can only imagine she'll be as beautiful--" He punctuated the words with grunts as he untied your gown, "As her mother."

"Daughter?" You were kept from moving away by his hands, the laces lashed at your arms as he freed them, "What--"

"I figure a son and a daughter would be nice," He continued, "Maybe more. I'm open to a big family."

You froze. Shit. Why hadn't you thought of that? All your time spent trapped with him, planning a wedding, and you'd never even considered the possibility. Children. With him?!

The gown slipped down your shoulders and he guided it down your body. You tried to hold it up but he forced it past your hands. He freed your hips and the silk pooled at your feet. 

"We'll start tonight," He ran his fingers along your hips. "Turn...sit." A small nudge as he backed away. "We should have a little one by this time next year. Won't it be nice?" 

He was talking more to himself as you turned and lowered yourself onto the bed. Your head was cloudy. Was it shock? Fear? Epiphany? He untied his shoes as you stared at the carpet.

"Such a big house, we'll need to fill it up," He set his shoes aside and pulled off his socks. He stood and unzipped his fly. You could see the wet spot from your previous encounter. "Honey, I can't wait."

"But…" You picked at the lace garter around your thigh. "I don't want children. I-I have a career."

"You can draw from home," His voice was bemused. "And I'll be there to help. It won’t be so different from before."

"I don't want this," You stood and stepped over your dress. "I don't."

You lunged for the door but he didn't rush after you. The handle didn't budge. You gripped it with both hands but it wouldn't turn. You heard Steve move behind you. You glanced back at him as he lifted your gown from the floor and hung it over the velvet chair sat before the vanity.

"You don't know what you want. You never did." He scowled. "It's why I had to make sure you were alone that night. I needed to make you see."

"See what?" You leaned your back against the door weakly. Your heart raced as he kept his distance. "What are you talking about?"

"I knew you before the restaurant but you never saw me, did you?" He paced as he spoke. "Those days you went to the park. Or the cafe...you looked so lost."

"You were following me?" You touched your chest above the lacy white bra. "How long?"

"You never even noticed me. Even when I handed you that napkin. Remember? You spilled your tea on your blouse and...it was gonna stain either way but…" He smiled. His features softened in his nostalgia. "You were so sweet. The little 'thank you', the way you smiled."

"Oh my god," You gasped as you grasped your forehead. "How--"

"Come here," His voice was low; dangerous. "My lovely wife, it's just us. At last."

You nearly sank down the door as he watched you. Your head spun as you pushed yourself away from the wood. Your footsteps were light, uncertain. It was too late. It had always been too late. 

Every ounce of defiance had been for nothing. It wasn't the life you had imagined, but it was Steve's and there was no escaping him. How had it taken you so long to realize it?

Well you saw it now. Saw him. Saw yourself from above as you crossed the room. He took your hand and guided you around to the bed. You sat as you had before and your entire body went numb. It was like the cell again. Cold; terrifying; dark.

This house wasn't your prison, he was.

He rolled his briefs down his legs as you closed your eyes. You pressed your palms to the bedspread to steady yourself. Get married, have a baby, be the perfect wife. Oh, you're mother would be proud. Perhaps her years of nagging had been prophecy.

The bed dipped as Steve sat beside you. Your eyes snapped opened and you looked to him dumbly. He kissed you. You let him. He led you down onto your back, his hand explored the lace bra, the matching panties, the garters. 

He pulled you further onto the bed and you sank into the cushy mattress. He climbed over you and grinded his pelvis against yours. You felt his cock through the thin fabric. You looked down at it and winced. Your eyes strayed to the pale canopy overhead and you exhaled your surrender.

His lips drifted down. He tickled your neck, your collarbone, your shoulder. He cupped your breasts and flicked your nipples through the lace. You held your breath as he got lower. His mouth left a tingle along your stomach, your hips, your thighs. He hovered around that sacred place.

He sat back and unclapsed the top of your stockings. He rolled them down your legs and took your shoes with them and pulled them off. You shivered as his hands glided up your legs once more. He snapped the garters but left them on. 

He tucked his fingertips beneath the waist of your panties and slid his hands under your ass to guide them down. The lace twisted past your garters, knees and ankles. He pushed your knees further apart as he knelt between them. You bit your lip and looked away.

He gripped your thighs and bent over you. Squeezed them as he dipped his mouth closer. His tongue surprised you. You felt that. Cool but warm. Welcoming, even.

You shook your head as he tasted more of you. His tongue explored your folds and his lips settled over your clit. He suckled and lapped as you bit down harder. You weren't supposed to feel. Don't think, don't feel, don't be. Just lay there.

He swirled his tongue and you held in the squeak. His fingers crawled up your thigh and he pressed two along your pussy. He circled your entrance and your body reacted. The twitch of your legs encouraged him.

You reached up to stifle the moans that threatened. You tensed as he twined your nerves around his tongue and fingers. You bit down on your knuckle and the ripple turned to wave. The crest broke over you and drowned you in bliss.

He could feel your orgasm, you knew it. You quivered as he drank you in. He knew everything about you, didn't he? More than you.

His hands slid along your pelvis and hips, his fingers wet as he held your waist. He raised himself and looked down at you. You couldn't look back. 

He slipped the cups of your bra beneath your breasts and bowed his head. He took a nipple in his mouth as his fingers toyed with the other. You stared at the ceiling as he plucked at your chest, his touch played your body against itself.

He continued upward until his lips were back on yours. He kissed you as his hand descended and he teased your clit. You gulped and he pressed harder. You whimpered and he shoved his tongue into your mouth.

He spread your pussy with his fingers and moved his hips so that his cock was against his knuckles. He parted from your lips and cradled your face with his hand. You looked up into his smoky blue eyes and he pushed himself against your entrance.

He rescinded his hand as he sank into you. He held your head as he plunged as deep as you could. Your back arched and you gasped. Your walls stretched around him as he hummed.

"Fuck," His left a streak of saliva along your cheek as he spoke into your skin. "So good."

He lingered in you and wiggled his hips. You clenched the blankets as he eased out of you. His length coaxed the still buzzing nerves of your previous orgasm. He thrust back in and you groaned as you tugged the blanket closer to your body.

His chest grazed your hardened nipples as he moved on top of you. His heady breaths filled your ears and his motioned picked up with each delve inside. Your pussy clung to him as he worked in and out of you.

Your whole body jerked beneath him and he covered your mouth with his as he purred. He fucked you harder and harder. You breaths turned ragged and the soft moans were guttural in your throat. You pushed your head back into the mattress and snarled as you turned your head away from his.

You came with a twitch as you tried to catch your breath. Steve's body slammed into yours as he never wavered. He pushed himself up, his hands on either side of you and he pounded you into the mattress. His golden hair shone with sweat and fell forward. His shoulders and jaw tensed as he exclaimed.

His hot cum filled you as the stitches of the bedspread came loose in your fingers. His thrusts turned erratic as he rode out his orgasm. He slowly lowered himself over you and nuzzled your cheek. He panted into the mattress beside your head as you suffocated in his warmth.

He stayed in you and took you with him as he rolled over. He grasped your hips and gently guided them. He moved your body against his so that your clit rubbed against his pelvis. He rubbed his nose along yours and kissed you.

You parted and moved your hips in time with his touch. You hid your face from him as you did. He played with your hair as his other hand kneaded your ass. 

You wouldn’t fight him anymore. Couldn’t. It was easier this way. You pushed yourself up and rocked your hips faster as your nails dug into his chest. He covered them with his own as he smiled up at you. 

Your vision turned blurry with the threat of tears. You blinked them away and succumbed to the haze. Don’t feel, just do...

"I love you," He whispered between moans. "My darling wife."

[wingsporkhalo]

The Winter Non-Vacations: A Digimon Fanfic- Part 28

Wow, it has been a minute. Anyway, I haven’t posted any more of this fic by @carochinha in ages, so... time to get back to it!! I’d also like to promote my Patreon, where you can hear me read a friend’s fantasy novel with several stupid voices. I am so poor, tumblr friends. Please help me.

Previous parts! Part 1 |Part 2 |Part 3|Part 4|Part 5|Part 6|Part 7|Part 8|Part 9|Part 10 Part 11|Part 12|Part 13|Part 14|Part 15|Part 16|Part 17|Part 18|Part 19|Part 20 Part 21|Part 22|Part 23|Part 24|Part 25|Part 26

 In this one, there are some extraordinarily uncomfortable memories! I mean it! They’re terrible!!!! Warning for poorly-described sexual content!!

Chapter 28: Memories [ALL ALONE IN THE MOOOOOONLIIIIIGHT~] In that night, the plan had been discussed. They were going to attack them, with all the strenght they could get. [If they can get this legendary “strenght”…] In that night, a little before the plan had been decided, they had received an e-mail from Gennai telling them bad news. The forces of evil were strong. [OH SHIT I’M SO GLAD WE HAVE THIS LIFE-ALTERING INFO THANKS OLD MAN] Strong enough that tomorrow was maybe the last day they would live... - Ken? - Hum? - I just wanted to say that... - ... - If we die tomorrow, I’ve always loved you... [“Except for when you were a small-creature-abusing dickparade.”] And I will always love you... [HAND IIIIIIIII~IIIIIIIII~”]

- Miyako... [” He wondered if he should tell her that he was incapable of loving a woman. “] Well, I’m not going to tell you to stop saying that we might die tomorrow, because it’s true... I’m going to tell you that, living or not, I’ll love you for all eternity. He envolved [sigh…] her in what could be their last hug and both feel asleep, [I feel asleep, too. Well, it’s more like dead inside, but…] conscious of their love... [so wait are they conscious or not?] - Penélope? - Yes? - I know we don’t know eachother for a long time, that we actually know for a little, but... - Yes Daisuke? - I love you... [Ugh. What is there to love, seriously. Answer me that.] - Oh, Daisuke... I... - Forget it, if you don’t fell the same [tree] forget it... - No, that’s not it... I love you to [fell those trees]... - Penélope... - And, since tomorrow we might as well [you might as well.] die... I... wanted to [go fell some trees with you] if... If... - Penélope? - If you wanted to spend this night with me... If you wanted to sleep with me... [You know, love =/=sex. They are actually two very different things. One just happens to lead to the other, IF you’re lucky and have compatible orientations/needs, EVENTUALLY.] - But Pen, [Who the fuck calls her that] I’m already sleeping with you... She looked him with a look slightly different [than her usual eerily expressionless, half-lidded gaze] and he undeerstood... [Why did he undo that standing deer?] And, bending over here, kissing her and took her in his arms. He wasn’t going to do what she asked him.. If they survived she might regret it... But in the same way he was going to make that night unforgetable for both of them... [Then why don’t you go fell some trees?] He felt her sliding down slowly, so that he’d be inside of her [small cage that she had made for him because he wouldn’t stop peeing on the carpet]... - Taichi... – she moaned quietly... [“why do you keep doing this?!”] - Sora... I... I... I love you... - [“That is irrelevant!] Oh, I know... I know Taichi, and I love you too! – she said not so quietly. [“But please stop marking your territory everywhere!”] She bent her forward and kissed her... A little while later they were both satisfied, and she curled up in him, [ew] feeling his heart beat next to hers... - Taichi... Tomorrow... - Don’t think about tomorrow... Now is now, and we are alive, and we together... - Taichi... [If you pee on the floor during the night, I will have you euthanized.”] She huddled closer to him, absorving his smell... This ways, even if they died, she’d die with the memory of his smell on her mind... She’d die happy... ----

She cried quietly, huddled against his chest. He hugged her, caressing her hair...[She tried to do the same with his hair, but it only came off in brown smudges on her hand. “Please don’t rub off my hair paint,” said Iori.] - Shhh... Everyone is going to be okay tomorrow... - How do you know? - Because, even if we die, we’ll die together... - Iori... - Besides, we’re together today... Right Susi? - Right! – she said, cleaning her tears. [When they had emerged from her hideous tear ducts, they were an evil and inky black.] - You know, I only noticed it now... - What? - With the tails, your hair is really huge... [Do you think you can give me some of it? I went bald at five years of age.”] - Iori! Leave my hair alone... - I didn’t say it looked bad... Come here... She threw himself against him again, [upon which he said “ouch,”] and he hugged her... - You’re right... Everything is going to be okay tomorrow... And so they feel asleep... - Mimi? - Hum? - Are you afraid? - Of tomorrow? No... - Why? - Because I have you here... And I know that if I have you, everything is going to be okay... And I know that, even if we don’t get married here in Earth, we shall do it in Heaven... [That’s nice I guess] - Mimi... - Don’t you agree? - Of course... But you know, I have the feeling we are getting married on Earth... She smiled and hugged him. He hugged her back, and waited for her to sleep before sleeping...

She cried a little on his should...[on his should? I dunno, maybe she should have cried on his shouldn’t.] - I can’t believe we’re really going to fight... I’m scared Yamato, I don’t want to die... - Me neither... But [get] out[; my] only hope is to attach [myself to Taichi] now... If we attack now we might die... If we wait we’ll certainly die... - Yamato... - Hum? - I love you... - I love [Taichi, so I’m afraid I cannot love] you too Inês... - Yamato? - Hum? - Can I ask you a favour? - Which? [There are three of me.] - I don’t... I don’t want... - ... - I don’t want to die a virgin... - Inês... He was perplexed for some seconds, but then he picked up the girl laying next to him and [put her next to a random Digimon, and watched while said Digimon] kissed her. - Yeah. Me neither. [Good thing I had those slumber parties with Taichi and Sora. Tentomon may or may not have been there too.] - We are going to fight. We might lose or not, but we won’t stop believing, [*faint echoes of Journey in the background*] we won’t stop having Hope... - Of course not... While the Light illuminates our hearts, we are going to win... [How are they capitalizing words in their speech like that] They both smiled. - Takeru? Sleep well... - Tomoroow [To-mor-oow?] will be a weird day... - But Hope will prevail... - So will Light... He hugged her. He had almost lost her too many times... She looked so down... He passed a hand trouth [trouth? That’s a new one] her back, trying to calm her. He circled her body with his hand and caressed her belly... [she kicked him in the gut reflexively, being very ticklish. After recovering from having the breath knocked out of him,] He started going up, trying not to go overboard... He got to her breasts, and while he caressed one with one hand, he did the same on the other with the other. [He quickly got bored of this and started playing Pokemon on his DSi.] Her back was against his chest, and his arms were around her... - Koushirou... – she whispered while [s]he caressed her [own] breasts... [He ignored her, as he was finally going up against the legendary Pokemon Dialga. He had thrown a Quick Ball and three Ultra Balls so far, but to no avail.] He tried a little bit more and used a little bit more of pressure [on the A button]... But then, accidentally, she thrust herself back, making him use too much strenght [and knocking the DSi from his grasp]... The problem is that, with the little bit of pain that caused, [as the DSi landed on her head,] she remembered... She remembered the only thing she’d rather not remember... He let go of her, knowing she’d hurt her[self if he left her alone long enough. Or near some stairs]. - Carol? Are you okau? [If okau means dead, I hope so.] - I... I remembered... - What? - That which I’d tried to forget... [Oh, thanks for clearing that up.] Oh My God Koushirou, I’m sorry! [You should be.] - Why? - I don’t deserve you... [You don’t deserve anyone.] - What? - You don’t know... You don’t know what I am... [Are you a soul-consuming she-demon? Because that’s my theory.] - What you are? - Yes... If you knew, you’d never want me... You’d be as all the others were... [Oh, lemme guess, a sparkly vampire, right? No?] - How? - You’d be disgusted with me... [Oh come on. Feasting on the blood of the innocent is just an unfortunate habit. We can totally fix it with enough therapy.] - That was not what I was asking, but... I’d never be disgusted with you... - Oh no? Well, maybe you should know what I really am, what I am since I’m thirteen... [Actually, I’m 394, but I still look 13 because vampire] - What you are? - Yes, Koushirou, what I am. - And what are you? - I am, and there’s no other word to describe it, a real slut. [A vamp, if you will.] - What do you mean? - What do I mean? Well, maybe I should tell you the whole story... In the Summer vacation when I was thirteen years old, I went to a private school in London for a week. [Holy fuck.] In that time I was... And I still am... a girl that no one liked, that was made fun of by everyone and that no boy liked... [Make it stop] So, when I went to London, a boy liked me... I was so happy that I did everything he asked me to... I undressed in front of him the first day I met him... [This is awkward as shit] We were always making out, and it was a close shot I didn’t lose my virginity there... [Like, really awkward shit] But the vacations were over and I went back to my life... But I’d learnt something I didn’t know before... [A shit you take in a really fancy baby-powder-scented bathroom and then are unable to flush for mysterious plumbing reasons] If I talked about sex, I’d have guys after me... I started to blowjob half the guys in my school... [I’m going to go drown myself] Some of them referred to me as “The whore that doesn’t take money”... I didn’t care... For some time, they made me feel special, and important... [Please no this is not what fanfiction is supposed to be for; this is for counselors] Of course some of them were a bit rough, but I didn’t care... I almost lost my virginity several times... Oh, who do I want to trick, [sweet baby CHRIST IN A MANGER WHY IS THIS SO LONG] I stopped being a virgin the moment I removed my shirt in front of that boy in London... For some months, I was mistreated, like an object by so many guys... I was late to class so many times because they’d came, they’d leave the garage or the stairs or wherever we were, but I had to stay behind getting dressed or cleaning myself... [I can’t even read this as part of a fanfiction; this is not okay to write down and share with everyone on the internet] And... All I ever wanted was... Someone to hug me and tell me they loved me... Someone who cared about me... They vacation came, and I realized... What I was... There was no way to stop being it... The marks it’d left on me, on my skin and my heart, were too visible... I would never have anyone hugging me with love... Then, in the beggining of the school year, I was attacked... Inês saved me by little, and Gennai thought it was a good idea to tell us the truth about ourselves... In Christmas vacation, we came here to be more protected... We were attacked and we lost our memories... And now, here we are... They don’t need my blood because it’s pure... They need my blood because it’s tainted... And... all I ever wanted... [I have to go cry in a corner and get some anger management training now] [Also why the hell were there so many ellipses???] She started to cry... But stopped when she felt Koushirou’s arms hugging her from behind... She turned around surprised, laying her head against his shoulder... - I love you... [You’re the only one who can monologue that long of a paragraph. You’re the only one for me, baby.] Hearing these words, her heart started to slowly recover, and she dropped [the bottle of man-]tears [she’d gathered from her former victims] again, these of joy... She huddled against him and thus fell asleep... She woke up a little while later, when everyone was already asleep... She felt weird... She started thinking about all those that she loved, now risking their lives for her... She had heard Inês, her best friend of all time, saying that she didn’t want to die... She had heard Jou and Mimi talking about their wedding... She had seen the tears Susi had shining in her eyes... And she understood what she had to do... If she gave herself up, if they killed her, everyone else wouldn’t have to die... They could have wedding, they could have kids... And Koushirou... He’d find someone better... [Nope because no one is as good as Author Insert and all others throw themselves from the cliffs of despair because their freckles will never be as stupidly adorable and they will never fall down the stairs as gracefully as she]

Next time: A really fucking short chapter to make up for this monster-sized one with all the uncomfortable shit!!!

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Let him do medicine on you idk

SCOUT IN THE BACK- i didnt even SEE-

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Bookshelf Briefs 11/30/19

Let us give thanks for a hearty helping of briefs!

Beastars, Vol. 2 | By Paru Itagaki | Viz Media – If there was any doubt after reading the first volume of Beastars that I would be following the series, it has been completely banished after finishing the second. The sensitive gray wolf Legoshi continues to be a major draw for me, but so is Louis, the driven red deer who becomes an even more prominent character in the second volume (in addition to being featured on the cover). The scenes that the two share together are particularly intense, their contrasting personalities clashing and complementing each other in interesting ways. In part, using the framework of herbivore versus carnivore and the seemingly natural order of things, Beastars‘ narrative explores personal identities that challenge the expectations placed on individuals by a society that tries to neatly categorize them. But people are complicated and relationships are messy, something that Itagaki captures extremely well. Beastars is a dramatic and compelling series; I’m hooked. – Ash Brown

CITY, Vol. 6 | By Keiichi Arawi | Vertical Comics – Again, I feel that Arawi is not playing to his strengths by making this story of a city try to be as broad as possible. It’s best when there’s a through plot we can enjoy, such as seeing the restaurant owner/chef suffer from his cooking being average and his restaurant failing. There’s also some chapters that succeed by showing off amusing faces, such as the one where they try to figure out if one girl is mad or not (she’s not… at first), or trying to tell two identical twins apart when they insist on doing the exact same thing despite yelling about their differences. Unfortunately, when it’s random people doing random gags, it’s merely an average title. I’d like to be able to recall the names of anyone in this the way I can for Nichijou. – Sean Gaffney

Delicious in Dungeon, Vol. 7 | By Ryoko Kui| Yen Press – This volume concentrates on fleshing out the cast and backstory, possibly at the expense of the humor—there’s been less and less each book—but it’s not unwelcome. particularly when we get Senshi’s backstory. Elsewhere, Laios may be a child of prophecy, and he and his group had better find his sister and somehow get her back or the elves will get there first and destroy the entire dungeon… which will lead to massive loss of life. That said, rest assured that there’s still some eating of delicious monsters in this book, which is one reason people started to read it. It’s just that now there’s a plot that is more important. Now that this series comes out so infrequently, each volume is even more of a treasure. – Sean Gaffney

Dr. STONE, Vol. 8 | By Riichiro Inagaki and Boichi | Viz Media – We’re finally leaving the village, as Senku and company decide to take the fight to Tsukasa, which involves building a car. Yes, they build a car. That said, that’s hardly the most surprising thing in this volume, as we’re reintroduced to Taiju and Yuzuriha, last seen seemingly being written out of the manga for being too boring. But now, six volumes later, they’re back, and they’re in Tsukasa’s camp. Which is good, as Chrome has been captured. There’s slightly less science and slightly more action in this volume, but that just helps remind you that this is a Jump title at heart, and it will be nice to see the original three stars back together again. Though can Taiju and Yuzuriha magically get interesting? – Sean Gaffney

Guilty, Vol. 1 | By Ai Okaue | Kodansha Comics (digital only) – Sayaka and Kazu have been married for ten years, but only now has Sayaka actually told him she wants a child. Kazu does not. You’d think they’d have had this conversation over a decade ago! While he initially seems like a kind husband, readers soon learn that he is carrying on an affair with Rui, a woman who has positioned herself as Sayaka’s confidante at the bar she frequents, and is essentially keeping Sayaka trapped in a lie and denying her what she really wants. He’s utter trash, but Sayaka’s hard to sympathize with, as she is all too ready to believe his flimsy excuses. Drama involving GPS trackers, a coworker’s extramarital affair, and Sayaka’s first love ensues. I don’t really like these characters—though I have to admire how conniving Rui is—but I will probably be back for more. – Michelle Smith

Kaguya-sama: Love Is War, Vol. 11 | By Aka Akasaka | Viz Media – The ‘serious’ plots here are Ishigami deciding to try and get serious about studies to woo the girl he likes, only to find out how hard that is when you’ve slacked off for so long, and the cliffhanger ending, where Shirogane reveals what he plans to do about college. There’s also some great stuff with Hayasaka having to once again pretend to be Kaguya’s butler in order to fool Fujiwara. But all that pales next to the extended chapters of rap battles we get which reminds you that when the series is trying to be as funny as possible there’s no equal. This was around when the anime was announced (there’s a chapter lampshading it), and I honestly can’t wait to see these chapters done. Still great. – Sean Gaffney

Melting Lover | By Bukuro Yamada | Kuma – This is a collection of BL short stories with a supernatural bent. In “Bottom of Heaven,” a reluctant hitman is followed by a hedonistic angel who helps his victims rest in peace. In “The Circus After Midnight,” troupe dancer Luce exposes his animal trainer roommate’s most closely held secret after said roommate fails to believe his father figure could be guilty of sexual assault. The best story of the bunch is “Melting Lover,” in which a typhoon carries a shapeshifting blob onto the balcony of Keisuke, who is obsessed with his (straight) senpai from high school. Does he fuck the blob? You bet he does. The worst is “Noisy Jungle,” in which an android tells himself it’s natural to boff his human pet, while clearly thinking of it as an animal. Ick. Overall, though, I liked these dark stories and would read more by this author. – Michelle Smith

My Next Life As a Villainess: All Routes Lead to Doom!, Vol. 2 | By Satoru Yamaguchi and Nami Hidaka | Seven Seas – There’s another prose short story at the end of this second volume, which mostly just involves Katarina dreaming she’s in another universe, based on a standard shoujo private school manga, and because it lacks the “fantasy” elements her fate is… far more tolerable? As for the main manga, Katarina’s reactions to everything are the reason to get it, as it can give us all the faces that the light novel art wasn’t able to convey. She meets Maria here, who (to no one’s surprise) falls for Katarina just as hard as everyone else has, and Katarina is just as unaware of it. Still, Maria is still being bullied, so the plot of the game is still happening. A great adaptation. – Sean Gaffney

The Night Beyond the Tricornered Window, Vol. 6 | By Tomoko Yamashita | SuBLime (digital only) – I sometimes forget what an amazing balance Yamashita-sensei strikes between moments of romantic progress between Rihito and Mikado—like the scene where Rihito says, “I’ll help you. As long as it keeps you with me.”—and ominous reminders that Rihito has been through some terrible trauma and is a broken and dangerous person. In this volume, there are some parallels between his plight and that of Erika Hiura, who is trying to get away from the cult leader who’s compelling her to curse people. It was great seeing five to six characters in a scene together all working towards this common goal and feels like we might be heading towards a conclusion fairly soon. I hope Mikado emerges unscathed, but I do love that I am actually feeling some doubt about that. Can’t wait for the next volume! – Michelle Smith

One Piece, Vol. 92 | By Eiichiro Oda | VIZ Media – I was so worried going into this volume that Luffy was going to mess up the plans of the Wano rebels, which involve careful coordination and laying low for two weeks, neither of which he appears capable of. And, indeed, when he thinks Kaido has killed Tama, the little girl with whom he’s bonded, he picks a fight with the Emperor of the Sea. (I did appreciate seeing Luffy laid out by a single hit, though.) He ends up in a labor camp and, actually, this is for the best story-wise as it allows his more competent crewmates to help with the plan instead. It was so nice seeing Usopp distribute fliers, and Franky attempt to track down building plans for a mansion, and Robin snoop around in her geisha guise. I’ve missed those characters! This is shaping up to be a pretty fun arc! – Michelle Smith

Skip Beat!, Vol. 43 | By Yoshiki Nakamura | VIZ Media – I can’t recall there ever being a bad volume of Skip Beat!, but this one was exceptionally good. Kyoko has been cast as Momiji, but Moko did not get the role of Chidori, so Kyoko is worrying a lot about her (and feeling guilty). It turns out, however, that another challenging role has come Moko’s way. I very much love how these friends can talk to each other about their professional setbacks and opportunities. Meanwhile, Yashiro contrives for Ren and Kyoko to spend some time together, but it backfires when Kyoko, still beliving that Ren is in love with the horrible Morizumi, gets so overwhelmed by how he makes her feel that she gets mad. Poor baffled Ren. Still, I can’t help but feel that this is the start of some real progress for them. We shall see! – Michelle Smith

Skull-Face Bookseller Honda-san, Vol. 2 | By Honda | Yen Press – This is a fun title to read, but there’s not particularly much to review here. Honda-san walks us through more problems that Japanese bookstores have, from author signings to employee turnover and reassignments, to the difference between BL manga and gay manga. We meet wholesalers, go to a drinking party, and once again deal with a wide variety of customers, including possible yakuza and those who simply buy 90 pounds of titles and can’t carry them out the door. And there’s also the fact that Honda’s manga is now out, which means trouble when one of the prior plotlines, the customer service coaching one, annoyed the bosses. Still good, but you may want to stick to the anime. – Sean Gaffney

Teasing Master Takagi-san, Vol. 6 | By Soichiro Yamamoto | Yen Press – It’s hard to top the last volume, which contains the two most famous chapters in the series to date. But this volume remains cute as a button, with an extended plotline involving a visit to a water park that shows off Nishikata’s nice side as well as his embarrassed and scheming sides, and reminds you why Takagi likes him so much. Even better is a chapter where she’s depressed (and thus not teasing him) all day, and he tries to find out why and cheer her up. Not that she’s willing to give up her place as the winner of every battle. That said, even the chapter with the eyedrops (which is another “will they try for a kiss” moment) has a tag reminding us these are still innocent middle-schoolers. Which is why this is so cute. – Sean Gaffney

By: Ash Brown