#how long I didn't draw any of my dearest kids........

[lunnar-chan]

[brainrot4dayz]

Let them eat cake //Xiao brainrot +18 ; commission

"I never knew such happiness could be bestowed upon my life, yet here you are. Thank you."

Notes: afab reader, Out of character Xiao - he actually says what's on his mind and is overall happier wow

TW: Xiao x therapy, fr this one is wholesome ok don't @ me, teasing, vanilla sex

Art by raicyou7

You chuckled at your best friend's vow which made Xiao pout. You both were just hanging out somewhere near Wangshu Inn. You were sitting on the grass next to a tree and he was laying down, with his head on your lap; just enjoying the sunrise after a long night of slaying demons together.

-If I didn't know you any better I could've sworn this is a love confession.

That remark only earned you a huff.

-And what if it was?

He mumbled, attempting to cling onto your shirt like a spoiled kid. How adorable.

-Didn't hear you, can you repeat that?

You teased, knowing damn well that it would only get him flustered. Yet you were wrong. He sat up, now holding your face between his hands. How surprising...

-I love you.

He made your heart fill with joy everytime you heard him utter those words. They have always been so raw and pure, you deeply cherished those moments.

-I love you too! But you already know that. You are my dearest friend.

Xiao's heart sunk for a moment and so did yours. It was objectively funny in a way.

You've known one another for centuries; thus proving your immortality to the adeptus who initially treated you as a mere mortal to avoid getting attached to you. His feelings towards you and the world changed remarkably as time passed; you've been there for him and with you by his side he's healed. However, your feelings were set on him since day one:

You've had romantic feelings for him for the longest time and you valued your bond with him; losing it over one sided feelings was out of the question for you, so you kept it a secret from him. Needless to say, you also took it upon yourself to not let your mind derail when he would be affectionate with you, convincing yourself that he only saw you as a friend.

Everyone else knew though; it was clear as day that you were head over heels for him.

-Allow me to reiterate... I love you. More than anything else in this world. More than anyone else.

He repeated, squishing your cheeks in order to get ahold of your attention.

-Same here, my dearest friend!

You said, smiling softly. He couldn't help but whine and squish your cheeks again.

-I am in love with you... and it's a particular type of love. Calling you a friend just doesn't feel appropriate anymore.

Of course, he has never called you a dear friend before, maybe he would start now. Great.

Xiao noticed you zoned out again and a dam broke inside his mind. He grabbed your chin, drawing in your face closer to his.

-Listen, I have no clue how else to tell you this. I love you... Selfishly, as a lover would. I harbored feelings for you in a way I have never even considered possible... I love you, so much.

He whispered then he let his forehead rest against yours, eyes closed. It took you a few moments to process what he said, and if you weren't actually dreaming.

But how could you be dreaming, when his breath gently tickled your lips with each breath he took. Feeling his gloved hands on your skin...

-I love you too. Just as much.

You whispered back and it made him jolt.

-Say it again.

-I love you. Just as much.

This time, saying it in a playful tone while maintaining eye contact. You noticed how his cheeks started to flush.

-I've been in love with you, like this, for centuries. It has been maddening... and even now, I can't believe this is not a dream.

You confessed, placing your hands over his and you felt him soften under your touch.

-Centuries? How absurd... tch. Why didn't you tell me... Then again, why didn't I tell you this sooner...

His stare was so endearing you simply got lost into it and couldn't focus on the last part of his remark.

-I was afraid you didn't feel the same way, and I value the time I spend with you, so I didn't want to...

Before you could elaborate on your explanation, he pulled your face in, enough so he could finally place a gentle kiss you on the lips. You felt frozen in place yet melting away at the same time.

-Nevermind that. We should just celebrate this fateful moment.

He murmured against your lips and you hummed affirmatively. With that, he sat up and helped you off the ground too, not letting go of your hand.

-So, where would you like us to go, darling?

Xiao asked with a cheeky smile on his face, subtly squeezing your hand. Just hearing him call you his darling made the moment feel even more surreal.

-Perhaps we could get some cake?

-Cake... sure.

He sounded somewhat underwhelmed by your answer.

-Can we eat it somewhere secluded?

You nodded at his request and it seemed to get him back in good spirits.

You've spent the rest of that morning getting the ingredients for the cake. Xiao would just derail your track when approaching the inn. So you figured out that what he really wanted was to be all alone with you for the rest of that day, taking care of everything all by yourselves, which you obliged to.

This whole time he would seldom let go of your hand, smiling so much that his cheeks hurt and you were just as delighted. He would only depart to snatch some crystalfies. You couldn't help but think he looked like a kitten trying to catch them, incredibly mesmerizing and entertaining. It was impossible for you to forget the way he looked while countless sparkles surrounded him as he dashed around trying to catch the crystal butterflies.

Unavoidably, Xiao decided to sneak you both in the Wangshu Inn because he couldn't figure another proper place where you could put the ingredients you've gathered together to good use.

The bustling of the restaurants in the harbor was too much and somewhere too close to the other adepti would simply ruin his plans if they were to recognize you two as an official couple.

At least that was his reasoning so you just followed it.

Therefore, the rest of the noon you two kept sneaking in and out of the kitchen trying to get the cake done, much to the amusement of the inn staff. Xiao seemed bothered by it and rushed to get things ready as soon as possible.

And in the end it was so worth it; the cake turned out to be a success!

You were enjoying a slice of the masterpiece while hanging out on the balcony of the highest floor in the inn. Xiao was standing behind you, gently playing with your hair and occasionally clipping crystal cores into your hair. He seemed so focused on what he was doing so you decided to leave him unbothered.

The view was breathtaking, but in reality all you were able to actually focus on was the gentle way his hands threaded through your hair.

-The cake turned out amazing, you should try it too, Xiao.

You cheerfully said as a pathetic attempt in getting yourself back to your senses. But your boyfriend was way ahead of you, flashing instantly before you.

Hundreds of years have passed of him appearing so abruptly next to you, yet it never failed to make your heart jump anytime it occurred.

-Of course.

He said calmly then held your chin in place with a hand, leaning in close to your face to lick off some cream that got on your cheek. It almost made you drop your plate then and there.

-Mm... Not bad.

He cooed as he stepped back and it made you feel weak, unconsciously shaking. He chuckled at your reaction.

-Although, I desire something so much more sweeter than this... And that would be you.

He gently took the plate out of your trembling hands and set it on the table nearby.

-Ack! Of course, I wouldn't do anything to you that would go against your own desires. I... I apologize for being so greedy... saying something so careless...

Now squatting in front of you, holding your hands in his, he seemed to regret his words but you were too engulfed in a lewd daydream to notice.

-You can be as greedy as you want with me.

You whispered.

Before you could take your words back he teleported you both instantly to his abode, you were now sitting on his bed. On his lap with your knees on either side of his hips; facing him.

You were used to crashing at his place out of nowhere. But the space had a different atmosphere to it. It felt intoxicating; fine incense smoke dissipating a sweet scent in the air and a blood mood contouring the space which would otherwise be abyssal.

-Didn't hear you, can you repeat that?

Xiao mocked you, using your own teasing words as he gently tucked some hair behind your ear. He was using his other hand to firmly hold you in place by your hip but pressing your clothed slit against him.

-I... I don't remember.

You struggled to utter those words and he chuckled.

-Really... What do you desire right now?

His question made you even more flustered. Your heart wasn't prepared for his teasing, yet you sought for more.

-You...

A smug grin formed on his face.

-That's sweet , just not enough. Won't do. Be explicit.

The tension started to feel agonizing and you felt like snapping at any point as you found yourself resting your forehead on his bare shoulder.

-I need you...

-That's better, tell me more, love.

-I need you to use me as you wish... be greedy with me.

You heard him chuckle again, feeling done for as he started to caress your back.

-There you go, being so sweet for me.

He got you clinging onto him like a spoiled child, how ironic.

-Keep on being good for me, tell me more. Let me hear your beautiful voice.

-But I don't know what else to say...

Xiao sighed and you started to feel your shirt dissolve under his touch. It was his abode afterall, you've witnessed all sorts of wonders happen in this realm. Regardless, this didn't fail to form goosebumps on your skin.

-Just tell me how you're feeling. How much you love me. That will suffice.

A gasp escaped your mouth as you found yourself completely naked on top of him.

You've been naked with one another before, on exceptional occasions but it never felt as intimate, as defenseless.

-If you can't do that either then just moan. Don't hold back.

With that, he started kissing your neck, hands shifting gently to your sides. You were left speechless, hands still clinging on his shirt that was dissolving much too slow.

It didn't take long before his hands reached your breasts, starting to massage them gently.

You couldn't help but let quiet mewls slip out of your mouth but those weren't enough to satisfy his thirst of hearing your voice, so he started to press his teeth against the flesh of your neck, leaving a dark crimson mark as he pulled away.

You hissed quietly and he took it as a challenge to make it impossible for you to not moan. He started to rub your nipples between his thumbs and as he started to apply pressure some moans finally escaped you.

Grinning in victory, he rewarded you with more kisses all the way down to your collarbone, hands now firmly gripping into your hips.

A peculiar sense of safety washed over you as you started to feel more of his skin, his clothes finally out of the way. It was laced with some adrenaline but the warmth of his skin washed over anything else.

However, not gripping onto anything at that moment, you decided to grasp his shoulders which earned you a quiet moan from him.

-I don't think I can hold back much longer, you're too addicting.

He groaned between kisses, and it happened to be about the time you noticed how hard he felt against your drenched slit. He was slowly moving your hips on top of him, rubbing his whole length against your clit. Your breath got heavy, moaning every now and then at the mild pleasure this all caused you.

-No need to hold back.

You assured him and you heard him moan when his tip brushed against your entrance.

-I love you...

Xiao mewled then started to carefully slide his tip inside of you.

-hhh... I love you too...

A quiet hiss escaped your mouth as you felt him slightly pull you down on his length. It didn't hurt, quite the contrary - and he could tell by the lewd sounds and expression you had on your face as he kept going until you took him in all the way. He sighed in satisfaction as it happened.

-You're taking it so well...

He praised you, tracing a hand all over to your pelvic area and it didn't take long before he started to play with your clit. It only made you extra sensitive, tightening your walls around him. He took it as an encouragement to keep going and you started to moan louder.

-Look at you, making such lewd sounds while having me inside of you... So good...

As he murmured that he begun to move his hips beneath you at a steady pace. Tears started to bead at the corner of your eyes because of the way it all felt, incredibly delectable.

You didn't want to reach your end so soon, neither did him, yet you couldn't help but notice the way he started to twitch inside of you and a smirk made it's way on your face before a naughty idea started to overtake your mind, and you started to purposefully tighten harder around him.

-Hh...Hey! Don't tighten all of a sudden! I... ! I'll-

Despite his objection you kept on constricting your walls against his length, moreover - taking the lead by holding him down in place by his shoulders as you started to ride him sloppily. You noticed his failed attempts at gaining control back right before he leaned his head backwards, ceasing massaging your clit as he came inside of you - a loud moan erupting out of him. His breath was heavy and you enjoyed the view and the feel of it; how couldn't you.

He was still erect, pulsing inside of you, heart thumping loud, drool pooling at the corner of his mouth and eyes half lidded as he savored the fallout of his high. You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, then you leaned in to lick the drool off his chin all the way to his mouth, pulling him in for a tender kiss.

After a few moments he started to kiss you back, as well as starting to massage your clit slowly which made you yelp.

-Don't you dare think I forgot about you...

Xiao groaned as he started to apply more pressure. You could just tell that the payback for your little stunt was going to be well deserved.

[niaswish]

For Want of Common Sense

Chapter 11 summary:

Wato and Workaholic work together to trap the SPXs.

Chapter 11: Wato vs SPXs, the rematch

"Once you reach the next branching point, go left and count the floor lights until the 25th one on your left. About half way up the wall, you should feel a triangular shape pointing up. You need to turn it counter-clockwise until it's upside down. That should close the last part and make that area into a loop." Wato ran to do as Workaholic said, ignoring the weird music the Quartering Duke was playing on the speakers as well as the SPXs following him.

The SP's monitoring system had apparently included a way to track the location of SPXs along with motion sensors that would warn nearby sentries. From what Workaholic had been able to see on the cameras and the system, a bit over 2 dozen SPXs were active in the maze.

Almost half of the SPXs the SP had had.

Wato hoped that Doleful hadn't managed to reactivate them all or pinning them here would be impossible. Quickly following Workaholic's instructions, Wato headed back towards the center of that section of the maze and got ready for what would be an annoying fight and a frantic run as soon as Workaholic gave the word.

"Any luck finding anyone?" Wato asked as a distraction, eyeing his surroundings as he tried to plan how to safely attract the SPXs attention while staying safe. He touched the bag pensively as he started calculating things.

Workaholic didn't answer right away, giving time for Wato to start working on making some noise traps. "Maybe. There are a few motion sensors that have been triggered in other areas but I haven't seen anyone on the cameras."

Wato hummed as he ripped off threads from his shirt to use, tying one end around some of the radios and tasers. If he had to guess, he'd say it was Renegade having wasted no time in escaping. "Alright. What about the SPXs?"

"There are 7 heading your way right now, including the black SPX. 2 whites and the rest are invisible. The first ones will be on you in about a minute."

Wato quickly got back on his feet, his noise traps ready to be set. He moved quickly, hanging the traps so they would snag on the first few SPXs that entered. In theory, as long as Wato stayed quieter than the taser-radios then he'd be able to move without being noticed past the invisible ones. Staying low and using the other SPXs to hide his movements should handle the white ones.

"Incompetent." Workaholic warned just as the first SPX, an invisible one, entered the room, getting caught up in the trap. A loud crackling sound, interspersed with ear piercing shrieks of the radio, quickly started and filled the room. Wato grinned, staying quiet as the loud noise so close to it sent the SPX spinning on itself, blades lashing out blindly.

The movements drew the attention of a white SPX, which also got entangled in a trap and added to the noise. As more and more sentries were drawn by the noise, Wato started making his way out. In a whisper, he asked "Is the commotion drawing the attention of the other active SPX?"

"Yes. You have another 10 heading towards the others. If you take the path on your right and follow it around the edge, you should be able to get to the exit without meeting any of them." There was a pause before he spoke again, worry clearly showing in his tone. "The black SPX just stopped before entering the room and is starting to back track."

Before he could say anything else, the Duke suddenly spoke, his voice echoing through the passages. "Oh my oh my oh my! No wonder you managed to survive the maze as a kid~. Downtown Detective made such a terrible mistake calling you Incompetent. Your Grace must make this outrage right this instance! My dearest watchers, won't you help this poor Duke choose a fitting name for our prey~? Kekekeke!"

Wato pressed his lips together as he moved carefully as per Workaholic's instructions. "...He took control of the black SPX." The sound of grinding teeths barely came across the radio but Wato had expected it. "Damn him! Are you alright, Incompetent?"

"I'm fine,Workaholic. Though that explains how he's been keeping the attention of whoever is watching this. Giving them a tour of the maze would serve his purpose just as well as whatever evidence he found in the archives." Wato sighed. The DA were going to have a lot of PR to do after this. "How long until the other SPXs are fully inside the trap?"

"If you keep up the current pace then they should all be within the area by the time you arrive at the exit. However, unless you hurry up, Doleful will have the black SPX there waiting for you."

Wato shrugged, "I'd rather face one SPX, even if its the black one, rather than several ones one after the other." Plus, if Doleful kept the SPX within their trap, then Wato could simply run past and activate it. A grin flashed on his face as he contemplated how the Duke might react to being foiled like that.

"I found Ideal!" Workaholic suddenly exclaimed, "She's with Gourmet. It looks like they're following the SPXs. They'll be close to the exit in about 15 minutes."

Wato felt a bit of his anxieties slip off his shoulders at the good news. Part of him wanted to hurry up and meet up with them but he couldn't be rash. Like he had told Workaholic, he could handle the black SPX but would tire out if he had to fight several sentries one after the other.

-=-=

"Hehehehe ~ How bold of you to come walking up like that, Incom.... Ah right, This Duke can't call you that anymore. Would you like to guess what my wonderful~ watchers have decided to name you? Yes?"

Wato ignored the Duke's taunts as he stopped a few meters from the black SPX, carefully watching the machine. He had to bite back a smile at what he saw, or rather, the rather useless state it was in.

Hydraulic fluid stained the black metal with a greasy white, having run from the destroyed blades. Sparks flew from the slightly opened casing of the battery. Not quite what Wato had hoped to achieve but he had done his best to sabotage things.

He knew he hadn't been able to destroy all of its blades -there were placed all around the body of the SPX- but even removing 3 of them gave him plenty of space to move.

"Then! Without further ado! Your new name is..... Betrayer~! What do you think? It's a good name, right? Right?"

This time, Wato rolled his eyes. The more he heard from the Duke, the more he realized how sad Doleful was. How trapped he was by fear and self-loathing to the point where he could not imagine how any other feeling could exist. Not just in him but in others.

Part of him asked if, had he not escaped or met Seika, he would be like Doleful. Just as lonely and empty.

A shell of the child that had existed before being kidnapped.

Maybe.

But he wasn't and never would be.

"Incompetent?" Workaholic's worried voice broke through his thoughts.

"I'm fine. Where are Ideal and Gourmet?"

"Not far from you."

"Then I'd better get moving then." Wato grinned as he put away the radio. He eyed the SPX for a moment before bursting into motion. He ran straight at the SPX, never hesitating as he aimed for the opening caused by the broken blades. 

"Hahahaha! Suddenly so eager to die all of a sudden? Are you admitting to being a worthles.... What???"

As the Duke laughed at Wato, expecting to see him get cut down, Wato dove for the space between the SPX and the wall, barely squeezing through the space. He didn't have time to celebrate as the trap hadn't been triggered yet.

So he ran towards the last piece of the puzzle. The last thing that would completely separate the gathered SPXs from his friends. Wato grinned as he slapped the trigger down, whirling around to cheerfully wave at the black SPX as it tried to reach him.

The wall grinded into place, sealing the active SPXs and giving them plenty of time to find and rescue the others. Wato stepped away from the wall, ignoring the dull thump of the SPX trying to break free as he contacted Workaholic. "It's done! How are you holding up, Workaholic?"

"...."

Wato frowned, "Workaholic?" Had something happened to him?

"The Quartering Duke just passed through the hangar." Workaholic's tone was utterly emotionless and flat. Wato hissed then turned towards where Seika and Gourmet were likely to be, even as he knew what Workaholic was going to say next. "I'm going after him. I left a map of the maze and where the others might be in the command room."

Fucking idiot! "Don't Workaholic! You aren't in any shape to confront him!"

Silence was the only answer he received. Swearing, Wato started to run. He needed to meet up with Ideal and Gourmet!

A/N: A single lecture is definitely not enough to make Workaholic stop his quest to deal with the Quartering Duke himself.

[white-poppie]

Dearest Detested

Character: Gojo Satorux G! n reader Source: Anime- JJK Genre: Enemies to Lovers Warnings: toxicity, knives, swords, death, gore, slight suggestiveness Writer: @white-poppie

Song recommendation: Fairytale by Alexander Rybak

You whimpered at the feeling of the stranger's fingers trailing down your throat.

"Stop moving your highness, you wouldn't want to wake everyone up, would you?" he breathed mischievously.

"Y..you" you stuttered.

"Go ahead, use your words," he chuckled.

"You fool! Remove that knife from my throat this instance!"

"Can't, I need to kill you, letting you live is too risky for me," he sighed.

"Besides," he leaned close to your ear, "even if you call someone for help, you would get in trouble for sneaking out of your quarters."

"Naive," you smiled, placing your dagger on his stomach.

"Oho~, never knew birds born in cages know how to hunt."

"Who are you and tell me who sent you this instance, trust me I would get in trouble of course, but I won't be the one getting beheaded tomorrow morning."

"Enticing, spoiled kid spewing threats in the face of danger, even though..." he looked down at the knife that was at his stomach, "your hands are shaking in fear."

You pressed your knife further onto his chiselled torso, drawing a satisfying hiss from him as his white poet shirt stained with the colour of wine.

"My hand might be shaking, but my aim is not," you whispered.

"Who's there?" A guard shouted.

You mumbled a string of profanities, looking around frantically to hide.

"I shall be going now, you remember the name: Gojo Satoru, the cause of your inevitable doom." With that, he jumped out of the tower window. He threw you a salute and ran off

You sneered at him, Gojo Satoru, a name you will remember indeed.

"Your highness! There has been an attempt the murder the crown heir!" a minister presented in the court. His voice did nothing, but increase your growing headache.

"Is this true?" your father asked, looking directly at you.

"I am afraid, the rumours are true," you replied as the courtiers mumbled and gasped.

"And why were you out of your chambers at such a late hour?"

"I had heard a noise, for my own safety I followed the intruder."

"Why didn't you inform the guards?"

"He had sneaked through the secluded area of the towers, I am not sure how he got the access."

"Weren't guards guarding the entry of the secluded areas?"

A courtier meekly spoke, "the guards were knocked out by some kind of tranquillizer, the medic identified it to be a non-native herb."

"It would be safe to assume we have a mole among the courtiers," you quoted looking directly at Getou, your cousin, a man you had been suspecting for a bit too long. His father was supposed to be the one to be crowned, instead of your father. From childhood itself he had made his intentions clear, he wanted to win the crown; by hook or by crook.

He looked back at you bowing in respect, but the malice that was hidden behind was visible to you through his feeble facade.

"I agree, any suspicious activity must be reported immediately and the security of the crown heir's quarter must be increased!" the king commanded.

"Long live the king! Long live the Empire!" you thought fondly.

"The king has fallen! The king has fallen! The sun of the empire shall not rise again!" Were the chants that woke you from your slumber. Cries of agony and mourning made your heart drop.

"What is the commotion about?" you inquired.

"Your highness, his majesty has fallen to an eternal slumber! The cause seems to be poisoning"

"Get the chefs this instant!" you bellowed.

The chefs were fetched and you stared at the quivering figures of the pathetic men.

"How did this happen?" you asked.

"Your grace, we had prepared his majesty's favourite dish, the ingredients were the same. The food had been tested before serving to the emperor."

"May I see the utensils?" asked Getou. He was handed the finished bowl of food.

"Get the old dog near the stables," he said.

The old dog had been brought, his eyes had some infection that made one of them turn oddly white. He was going to die in a maximum of 4 months.

Getou ran his finger on the clean side of the bowl, presenting it in front of the dog who hesitantly licked it.

Every when waited for the results, the poor canine had gotten sluggish. He went to a corner and dosed off. The sides of his mouth had a bloody froth on them

Getou walked close to him, touching his belly that had turned cold.

"The food wasn't poisoned, but the bowl was smeared with it."

Later that day you were called by the council of ministers. You fidgeted nervously as they looked at the two candidates for the throne: you and Suguru.

"As the Prime minister and as an important member of the royal council, we usually would have directly appointed Y/N L/N as the head of the state, however," he looked straight at Getou, "due to a disparity between the council; we are having a ballot. Whoever, among the royal blood, gets more signatures shall be appointed as the monarch."

You should have known with the look in his eyes, the way he smirked. his moves were calculated like that of a jaguar, eyes never leaving yours like a hawk, as if challenging, 'come on, dear cousin, do what you have to, yet watch me win.'

Your ears rang in desperation. It was your throne! Your crown! Your crowd and your destiny!

"This is unfair, by the laws of the bloodline I should be the next ruler," you protested.

"The code of conduct of the empire clearly states that if the previous ruler dies before appointing an heir to thrown; it is up to the council to decide the fate."

You pursed your lips and watched in silence, how everything was slipping from your grasp. You had trained for this day for years, yet all you could do was stand silently, and watch a mockery being made out of you.

The votes were placed, the two golden urns with pieces of parchment. One was filled to the rim, and the other was shallow. They didn't even need to announce.

"The referendum is over, Getou Suguru is the new ruler of the state. Quarter by the moon, when the sun of the empire rises, the crowning of the new king will remark the beginning of a new era!"

You fixed your silk clothing, looking longingly at the mirror. You felt the exact opposite of what Narcissus must have felt. Drowning in hollows you braced yourself for what would have been yours.

Walking down the familiar halls into the throne room. Taking your place on the sideline, you saw Suguru walk in a lavish dress. His fur coat draped across the room.

As soon as his arrival was announced, the psalms began.

In the end, he was sitting on the ground, with a sword atop his head.

"Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern the people of your state and of your Possessions and other Territories to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to their respective laws and customs?"

"I solemnly promise so to do."

"Will, you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgements?"

"I will."

The priest removed the sword from his head, he got up and the man placed the crown on his head, picking it up from the velvet cushions in which it lay.

"The things which I have here before promised, I will perform and keep. So help me God."

"Long live the king! Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the king! Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the king! Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the king! Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the king! Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the king! Long live the Empire!"

He sat on his throne proudly, hands resting on his knees. If it weren't for your reputation; you would have broken down, then and there.

"As a custom, my lord, you must make your first judgement."

He sighed and spoke, "For strengthening the territories of the kingdom, I propose forward the matrimonial alliance between the heir of our closest allies and a member of the royal family of our kingdom. A union between, Gojo Satoru: The heir of the royal Gojo Family and Y/N L/N the descendant of the former king."

Jujutsu Kaisen (呪術廻戦)

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[ackermans-freedom-inc]

Hi! I'm sending you my Valentine's Letter. This is a really cute trend. <3. I have this scenario in mind where Jean and I are friends since we joined the Cadet Corps and we slowly get more and more close until an evening we actually kiss caught up in the moment but then decide to ignore it (especially under Jean pressure, because he's insecure about it, not because he doesn't have any feelings for me). Even if the letter is a bit angsty I don't want Jean to reject this, the part about Mikasa is just because, you know, to my eyes it could seem that way. Thank you in advance!

Hi Jean. Actually this is really awkward. I never thought I'd find myself writing this letter to you, given how close we are. I always thought that I would never feel uncomfortable telling you something I've been thinking about for a long time, but I just can't confront you about this. I'm sure that I would give up again and I would change the subject mid-sentence, like I did hundreds of time (and I think you noticed... you can put all the pieces of the puzzle together with this letter, I think).

Maybe I should just stop beating around the bush. I'm talking about that kiss. The beautiful beautiful kiss we shared just outside the girls' quarters, when you accompanied me after training. I can't stop thinking about your lips Jean. I think I'm going crazy. I regretted it from the moment that I told you it was okay to forget it. I don't want to forget your lips, I want to feel them again, and again, and again, on mine and everywhere. I loved the way you hugged me and how you caressed my hair in the heat of the moment. My god, I can't stop thinking about you.

As much as I want to be more than friends with you... I can't force you. So, if you didn't feel anything, if I'm just your best friend it's okay for me. I can be the best best friend within these Walls. I will also help you win Mikasa over if you'll ask me, because I love you fuck it I love you too much to sacrifice you happiness.

Because yes, Jean, I fucking love you. Since I discovered how sweet and kind and caring and nice you truly are. And I finished the adjective that doesn't include sexy or hot in the meaning; trust me, I have stopped more than once to admire your body during workouts.

I think that's all. What to do now is in your hands. Your loyal friend, Claire.

(P.S. I still have the drawing you gave me)

Dearest

Dear

Hey you

Claire,

Damn, you're right about this being awkward. Oh, shit am I allowed to swear in a letter? Oh shit, uh...

Anyways.

I wanted to apologize for making you feel uncomfortable. The way you've been tiptoeing around me these days have been awful. I initially thought the hole in my heart was because I lost my best friend, but then I realized it was more than that. Even if you were by my side, acting as nothing was wrong, the same snot-nosed kid that used to beat me up, it wasn't the same when you looked at me with that stupid glassy-eyed look, staring at me and Mikasa as if I hit you in the face with a ball. I can't stand it Claire. I can't.

I've been stupid. I shouldn't have avoided you. But its not because I don't like you, or didn't like what we did, because its not true! I have been thinking about that night every single waking moment, and its killing me. I still sniff my hand, the one that was buried in your hair because it smells like you. I realize I shouldn't have told you I agreed that I too regretted it, that it was just a spur of the moment act, but I...I really thought you meant it when you said to forget it.

How could I forget the moment I've been dreaming of since you first kicked that kid in the shin for calling me names. How could I forget the moment where I swear everything stopped, that there was nothing in my head except you, you, and you.

I guess what I'm trying to say is Claire, I am sorry for being an absolute idiot and making you feel like I wanted to forget our kiss. I should have fought harder, and not make you think I was in love with someone else. The truth is, I've been...confiding in Mikasa about what happened. She confronted me about it after you bit her head off that day in the mess hall line, and then mine when you sat down, so I had to spill the beans... she also threatened to kick my ass if I didn't get my shit together so I guess here I am.

Not to say that I would not have confessed without her threat! Oh god, I'm screwing this up aren't I?

Claire, I feel the same way. I love you too. I'm sorry I've been such a knucklehead. Forgive me? I...I really want to do that again. Kiss you I mean. And...maybe touch your hair again? I swear I won't wash my hands for days after. Or...is that gross? Oh my god okay forget it. I will meet you tonight by the girl's quarters again. Please come out to meet me. Please. I want to tell you in person. And maybe, hear you say it to me?

Love

Jean

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#5

Itty bitty baby with Papa.

17 notes • Posted 2021-04-18 11:57:28 GMT

#4

My Megop Kids, BurningPassion and Maganous with @enderdragon17's Megop Kid, Roí Ziz in softbody since I didn't have enough energy to draw robot frames... So long I haven't drawn TFA stuff, must be getting rusty...

17 notes • Posted 2021-06-22 04:22:17 GMT

#3

I was going through some BaronJitsu posts when I thought about my good friend, @rottmntrulesall and wondered how she was doing. I chanced upon my past gift to her which was a drabble and realized I never drew her take on TMNT Venus de Milo. So, I decided to draw her cuddling Grandpa Mons' fluffy tail. ^^

And here is my idea of Monsrage's and @rottmntrulesall's OC, Hamato Hikari's little cubs should they happen to bond and mate in the near future. I credit her for giving the names Akihiro and Chitose while I created the name Louji (obviously from the cubs' relative, Lou Jitsu). Both Mons and Hika would love these bundles of floof and mischief to no end. 😁

17 notes • Posted 2021-09-04 09:26:31 GMT

#2

Long time ago, me and @marco95z discussed about his OC Valimar and the idea of him having creators from an old RP. So after time procrastinating, here they are! My present for my dearest bud! I give him permission to use them and give them any names of his liking as long as I am given credit of creating them in the first place! ^^

20 notes • Posted 2021-06-16 15:24:32 GMT

#1

Hamato Family’s First Visit to the Hidden City

Story request by @rottmntrulesall. Hope you enjoy the story, bud! ^^

"C'mon, everyone! Hurry up!" Michelangelo's impatience was obvious in his excitement. He and his siblings were finally going to show their dad's relatives for the first time to the Hidden City for two reasons; one: to view the many wonders of the other world and two: to have a formal, proper meeting with Draxum's parents. The latter part had instilled some unease into the Hamato siblings, especially Saki who was wary about stepping foot into a mysterious world and was about to see for himself the father and mother of the "monster" who altered his younger brother many years ago.

"Are you sure this place is safe?" Hamato Kenji asked. Raphael glanced at his uncle, understanding his uncle's concerns. "We've been there a lot, Uncle Kenji! We did encounter a few dangers there before but other than that, the people there don't usually attack humans unless provoked." Raph assured his uncle.

"There are a lot of places to visit like the many resorts and spas if you want to have a massage and ooh, Señor Hueso's Run of the Mill Pizza where they make one of the best pizzas! I know the manager of that place, we're amigos~" Leonardo took the chance to quip in.

"I can't wait to see Grandpa Mons again! Wait till you guys meet him yourselves, he's the nicest, sweetest grandpa you'll ever meet! He's still as strong as he's gentle!" Mikey said happily.

"I wonder if Grandma Chemia has some wicked new inventions to show me!" Donatello exclaimed.

"This would be my first time seeing my grandparents, Arachne..." Ariadne whispered to her best friend, Arachne.

"You've never seen them before?" Her friend asked.

"Once when I was a baby... I haven't seen them for years." The yokai femme told Arachne.

"Alright, kids, you've shown us all that you're excited to bring us to visit the Hidden City, Mikey, can you open the portal now?" Splinter asked.

"Sure, Dad!" Mikey got to work quickly.

Draxum felt a tinge of anxiety inside himself. He could not recall the last time he visited his creators ever since he moved out of home to pursue his alchemy researching, away from his parents' constant arguments, half of which is about their preferred methods of raising him. It was a surprise how those two still manage to live under the same roof despite their obvious clashing personalities. He guessed that they tolerated each other just for his sake. His parents had never produced any more offspring after him and one of Arachne’s parents...

"Hey, are you okay, Dad?" A female voice asked him. Draxum jolted from his pondering to find that his daughter, Poison Ivy asking him out of concern. He just gave a small smile as he ran his clawed hands over her helmet. "Am fine, just thinking about your grandparents." He assured her. He marveled how Ivy much had grown from the last time he scientifically created her with his and Lou Jitsu's DNAs; she being so tiny as a developed newborn infant growing in a liquid chamber to a young lady around the boys' ages. From what he knew later on, Splinter raised her along with the Turtles. Ivy had lived her life at first as a normal human teenager until her yokai genes started appearing. The initial discovery of her origins did shake her world but over time, she had learnt to accept and use them to assist her brothers in their adventures. She was intelligent like Draxum and his mother with his father's gentle, mature nature as well as Splinter/Lou's sassiness. She loved to study on botany and coincidently, her powers involved using vines and summoning plant like monsters at will. She recently revealed her sexuality preference as a lesbian and had a girlfriend who is a fellow classmate and witch trainee/apprentice in disguise. Both her creators and siblings were happy for her. As of now, she was cradling her younger sister, Venus de Milo was giggling and squealing as April, Ariadne and Arachne cooed and tickled her belly.

The group watched Mikey draw a symbol on the wall at an alley. Once the symbol was drawn, an open portal revealed. The Hamato siblings' mouths went ajar, not believing what they just saw. "if you think that's mind blowing, you haven't seen nothing yet!" Mikey grinned. His three other brothers and the three girls each took hold of one of their Hamato uncles and aunts's hands. The moment they all jumped into that portal, they found themselves staring at a massive part of a what seemed to be a huge city. The sky above was unlike Earth's skies; instead it was orange with some brown. The architecture of the buildings there were monster shaped with some tall, castle like structures far away from the city. There were a lot of people of all shapes, sizes, colors and appearances walking, running, passing by each other, buying their needs or doing their usual business trades. The Turtle family allowed their Hamato relatives to take in their first view around them. Saki's eyes were bulging out of his sockets, he could not believe for his life what he was seeing. Anthropomorphic, mostly consisting of animal, everyday objects, monstrous and supernatural like individuals roamed every part of the streets around him, he felt as if he was having a strange dream that defied logic! Nori on the other hand, looked right and left, taking in interesting sights that captured her attention. Underneath a calm façade, Kenji was freaking out internally at the new, foreign view. Hiroki was squealing in delight similar to a child had just discovered a world made of toys and sweets. Her twin, Hikari was a bit calmer than his sister, feeling a thrill of danger running through his veins. Last but not least, the youngest Hamato sibling, Mei's stance looked poker face yet she looked around to see if there were any Gothic like people that she can interact with. The Turtles and the girls grinned, seeing the reactions of the others.

"What do you think? Surreal, huh?" They ask.

"Amazing.."

"Fascinating..."

"I can't believe what I'm seeing..."

"Someone please tell me that I'm dreaming..." Saki mumbled, still not believing.

"No, you're not," Draxum replied, going straight to the point with an indifferent expression. "May we please hurry to my parents' house, I bet they're waiting for our arrival..."

"Oh yeah!" Mikey clapped both his hands once. "Lead the way, Draxy!"

Draxum sighed as he took the lead of the group. Along the way, there were a few whispers around and behind Draxum coming from the city people but Splinter and Ivy took hold of both his hands and gave a comforting, assuring squeeze, making him feel better. Ariadne gave her uncle a comforting hand on to his shoulder. They were soon out of the main city square to a further distance into the woods. They had to climb up a hill for a while until they reached a big mansion residing there.

"We are here at last. My childhood home..." Draxum said, looking at the grassy, serene valley below, reminiscing the times where he as a little one ran galloping around the field, cartwheeling with glee among the flowers and his sire teaching him the basics on how to defend himself the predator way. Both father and son spend their days in the early years, sparring with each other...

"Draxum, my son!" The former alchemist warrior villain snapped out of his memories to find himself being engulfed into the arms of none other than his dear, loving old father, Monsrage who brought his only son into a crushing bear hug which knocked the wind out of his lungs. "How have you been, my little baby boy? It's rare that you visit us but it's so wonderful to see you bring your family along! How delightful!" the older yokai gushed, his bushy tail wagging with unlimited enthusiasm like an excited puppy. Monsrage was rather huge and muscular with perked up, pointy ears, silky straight black hair unchanged through time and a fairly long beard to match. Like Draxum before, he wore a battle mask. He had a significant dark upperlip. His body had different shades of blue just like his son, Draxum when he was armored. Monsrage's eyes were the same like Draxum's. His feet in particular, was a noticeable difference. Unlike his wife and son, his feet were shaped like a lion's paws, fitting for him coming from a predator species.

"Father, it's great to see you... but can you please let go now? I can't breathe..." Draxum choked out, being smothered by his sire's busty chest. Monsrage immediately loosened his grip, apologizing profusely while checking to see if he had accidently broken any of his son's bones. Draxum shook his head, smiling a little. His sire had never changed all these years, still a concerned worrywart. And he bet his mother had not either...

Chemia on the other hand, was greeting the rest of the visitors with feverish energy. She was a redhead with shades of pink for her skin colour and her ears, long and drooped. Her eyes had a little twinkle in them, a part of her eccentric personality and plump, red lips. Like her husband, she wore a mask. Donnie, April, Arachne and Ivy were given a whirlwind hug the moment they came in front of her. Monsrage went back to the mansion with his son to give the new visitors, the Hamatos, April, and Arachne a warm greeting as well as welcome his beloved grandchildren with his signature bear hug and proceed to pepper their faces with smooches which they were delighted to have especially Mikey, Ariadne, Ivy and Venus. Monsrage and Chemia ushered them all into their humble abode. The Hamatos were initially skeptical about meeting Draxum's family but they were soon warmed up to them. Later on, the mansion was filled with guffaws of laughter as Monsrage showed them all baby pictures of his son which embarrased the poor warrior scientist. Donnie, April and Ivy were treated to Grandma Chemia's latest creations. Monsrage himself had a blast, playing with Venus and sparring with the Turtles and the girls. Arachne was delighted to meet her grandparents as a young adolescent, telling them about her achievements, adventures and that her own parents are doing well. The Hamatos became comfortable talking with Draxum's parents over some snack delicacies. Overall, everyone had a wonderful time at the Hidden City.

I had fun writing this! Was tiring but oh so worth it.

The Hamato siblings (minus Lou/Splinter) and Venus de Milo belong to @rottmntrulesall while Ariadne and Arachne are the OCs of @mikeykawaii/@mikey-ho. Monsrage, Chemia and Poison Ivy along with the mention of the witch girlfriend belong to me, @mefiman. I hope you don’t mind me incorporating your girls into this story, @mikeykawaii but I’ve been dying to add them in, especially Ari meeting her grandparents! ^^ 

24 notes • Posted 2021-07-20 08:25:44 GMT

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[ghostfanfic]

Sam x male reader: Atypical

Title :secret admirer

Description : Sam was quite confused when he got a secret admirer, but he didn't expect it to be Y/N, a quiet kid from class who really, really likes dinosaurs.

Warnings : swearing and some suggestive joles (Zahid, obviously),

If any of the writing here is offensive or unrealistic, please let me know and I will correct it.

Sam sighed and ran a hand through his hair, hurrying to his blue locker and opening it. It was the end of the school day and he was definitely ready to go home and watch a new documentary he found about baby penguins. That got stuck at the back of his mind when he saw a small penguin plush smack dab in the middle of his clean locker though. The penguin could easily sit on the palm of his hand, and it was black and white. The strangest thing about it was the fluorescent yellow post it note on the belly of the penguin.

This penguin is as adorable as you, Sam.

~your secret admirer

Sam was really confused, why would someone want to be his secret admirer? He had known what a secret admirer was from an episode of some stupid show he used to watch. The flirting on the note had made a blush crawl up his chest and neck though, making his stomach flip like he had just drove down a steep hill. He just didn't know what to do, but he knew that he had to talk to his best friend about this predicament.

"sam the man, what's up?" Sam shook his head and slammed the penguin plush on Zahid's work counter, making his friend roll his eyes but when he saw the note his neutral expression changed to a smirk "what is this? Dude! You have a secret admirer. That's like... Free pussy" Sam wrinkled his nose at the term, "I need to know who it is, Zahid." he sighed, starting to feel overwhelmed. Why couldn't the person just be straightforward with this? Zahid shook his head with a pity smile "Sam, my man, there is nothing to do to get them to reveal themselves. Just let it run its course and in no time there will be another girl added to the bone list" he rocked his hips in a jokey way, and Sam just groaned and put on his headphones. He took the penguin before walking out, leaving his annoying friend.

Y/n didn't know Sam too well. He sat a row behind him in his art class and that's actually how he knew Sam's love for penguins. The amount of talented art y/n had seen of his was amazing, but also he felt as if sneaking little looks at the drawings made him closer to Sam. Not in a weird way, but y/n felt like he were taking small glances at his heart and mind, and that was sacred.

Sam had given up on getting advice for the secret admirer problem, not mentioning it to anyone but Zahid. The next day, he was surprised but happy to find two charcoal pencils at his desk, in perfect lines parallel to where he sat. There was a longer note this time.

Penguins are nice, no? The way you get so happy when you see anything about penguins is beautiful, by the way.

Love, your secret admirer~

The room was mostly empty aside from three people. One of them was the boy who sat behind Sam. The most logical thing to do is to ask him about the secret admirer. "that's a teridactyl, right?" Sam had a lesson from his sister about starting a conversation before asking for something. Y/N looked up from his sketchbook in surprise before moving his arm and showing the half coloured drawing "uh yeah, guess so." Sam nodded and stood there for a few long seconds, before y/n cleared his throat "do you uh- need anything?" Sam nodded "did you see someone put charcoal on my desk today? If so I would like a full body description and/or name, please" he added the please on quickly.

Y/n stumbled on his words a little bit before coming out with "just some random guy" shit. Shit. Shit! Why did he say guy?! Sam looked shocked for a moment before a small smile adorned his face, making y/n melt. "guy" he whispered, before looking at y/n "thank you," he said quickly, sitting down in his seat and getting out the rest of his things. As an add on, Sam turned his head and nodded "the drawing is nice" he whispered.

It was a week later when Sam returned to his locker. The halls were basically empty because he had to stay behind at the end of the day, but when he got to the hallway his breath caught in his throat. Y/n was sticking a sticky note to a bouquet of lillies that he was about to put in the open locker. Sam's open locker. When he heard the squeak of Sam's shoes, y/n turned around and the bouquet dropped from his hands onto the shiny floor.

"you're my secret admirer" Sam said in a factual tone, his expression unreadable as he slowly walked toward the other. Y/n was frozen, like a deer in the headlights "you weren't meant to see this, or.. Me" he whispered, his wide (eye colour) eyes stuck on his crushes face. Sam gave a smile, trying to be reassuring to the other teen who was just staring at him dumbly "I-I really do enjoy your gifts, and notes. Please don't run off, I won't be rude about it" Sam said to y/n who was planning on running. Sam lowered himself to pick up the fallen flowers and note.

You're so sweet, Sam. As stunning as the petals on this flower, and as breathtaking as the bouquet. I apologize if my poetry is strange, but its the only way to express how I feel.

Dearest, your secret admirer~

After Sam read it out loud, he glanced up at y/n who had taken a step forward and was now right in front of Sam. Sam looked up slightly at the taller male, a soft expression on his face as he held y/n's hand so they both held the bouquet. "Sam, can I hug you?" he asked breathily, and Sam nodded before wrapping his arms quite clumsily and awkwardly around the others waist. Y/n was left holding the bouquet as he let Sam bury his head into the crook of Y/n's neck. "hey Sa-" Casey gaped at the scene in front of her, a proud tear coming to her eye which she blinked away.

Y/n let Sam pull away, feeling his heart swell at the sight of a dark blush coating the awkward man's cheeks. Y/n couldn't speak though, almost positive the tips of his ears were red too. He pushed the bouquet to Sam's chest, giving him a smile "I'll talk to you on Monday, okay?" he said in a low tone, making Sam nod quickly. Y/n cleared his throat and looked over at Casey, waving at her "afternoon" and just like that Sam's secret admirer had walked away, a grin on his face. Sam stared after him, a shaky smile on his face as Casey went to her phone to rant about what she just saw to their mother.

[nad-zeta]

Match up 🌠

Ahhh your match ups are so thorough and well written I am in love! I'd like to get one for myself if I could bother you🌸 I also hope I'm doing this the right way otherwise I'm so sorry 😭💕

I'm 20, female, dark chestnut hair currently in a short bob/bangs, brown eyes which can sometimes look kinda brick colored, round glasses... I'm 168cm and more thin than curvy.

I'm an INFJ-T with an emphasis on the the turbulent. Kidding- but really I love alone time. I'm a very naturally nocturnal person, I love spending time with people in bursts but I usually can only handle being around calmer people for a longer time. When I'm alone I have a lot of passions I like to work on, studying Japanese, music composition, guitar, playing strategy games, drawing and writing... If I'm needing physical stuff I like to try and self teach choreography from videos when I can. Depression+anxiety have been known to get in the way of these passions for sure- but in the past years I've sought a lot of help+treatment and while I'm not a generally positive person internally- I'm alright 😌💕

When I am with people, I tend to try and be very bubbly and kind- most people know me as a very silly and caring person(but 100% scatterbrained, and a constant worrier- I would lose my head if it wasn't attached to my shoulders). I have a lot of trouble accepting any of that- but I have some very supportive people in my life banging it into my head... I am very easily flustered, and usually end up at the receiving end of teasing. I do pretend to dislike this, and I'm genuinely very flustered but truth be told- it's funny for everyone involved so I'm okay with it~ I do wish I didn't turn red in the face so easily though...

Worrier coming thru here... I don't know if this is too rambly or anything, feel free to let me know- but thank you so much for having these open and doing such great work with them. 💕

Hi, there love! Awwww you make me blush thanks so much for the kind words <3<3! I Hope you are doing well! Here is your long-awaited matchup! Sorry for taking soooooooooooo long..... Hope you enjoy it and have a good day!😊 💕

So I match you with……………. Mitsuhide

The night you saved Nobunaga from the fire; you ran for your life. After meeting Nobunaga and Hideyoshi, all you wanted to do were flee, and you did. You had run away so fast that you almost flung yourself of a cliff… Thank goodness for Yukimura! You were so startled and freaked out luckily there was a friendly face among all the unknowns, and that would be Sasuke. He explained the whole concept of time travel to you and asked if you would like to stay with him. You looked at the bunch of strange men, and they all looked fall less intimidating than the few you had met from the Oda forces. You smiled at Sasuke and gave him a small nod. And so you journeyed your way back to Kasugayama castle with the strange lot.

They were an odd bunch of men, but you had come to really love them and adopt them as your new brothers. The people of Kasugayama castle love your sweet, silly caring personality. You and Kenshin had especially hit it off due to your interests in strategy games. Kenshin had taken his role of overprotective brother very seriously. He will be the one to pull you out of banquets when he sees you getting tired from all the interaction. He is always there to help you and protect you whenever you are in trouble, and he would always send his army of bunnies to comfort you whenever you are feeling sad. 

One day you were out in the market shopping for some sake and sweet buns for the banquet that night. You were having a good relaxing time window shopping when some unusual music caught your attention. You followed the music and your eyes widened in awe when you saw a troop of dancers performing. You walked closer to get a better look, and your breath caught in your throat when you saw the most beautiful man you had ever seen, perform a dance. The choreography and music were spot on and almost made you want to dance along to the music with them. You felt absolutely mesmerized watching the white-haired man dance. His eyes locked with you for a brief second and you could have sworn that he gave you the smallest of smiles before he looked away. When the show was over, you were going to congratulate the troop on a beautiful show, but there were way too many women swarming around the men, so you decided to rather make your way back home.

As you were walking back, the white-haired dancer ran up to you and grabbed your shoulder to stop you. “Little mouse it seems you have dropped your coin pouch”. Your eyes widened in horror; it must have fallen during the show, you profusely thanked the mysterious man. Mitsuhide was definitely intrigued by this little mouse he had stumbled upon. He started to tease you and was most amused by the way your face broke out into the most beautiful blush. The two of you had some tea together as a thank you for returning the coin pouch to you. Mitsuhide teased the shit out of you during the whole tea date, not that you minded you found that you really enjoyed his company. After tea, the two of you parted never to see each other again, you had to admit that thought made you feel a little sad on the inside. 

One day Yukimura and Sasuke announced that they were going to go to Azuchi to spy on the Oda forces. You low key wanted to go along for the adventure. Needless to say, it took some time to convince Kenshin to let you go, but he couldn’t say no to his dearest sister’s puppy dog eyes. You were so happy and excited that he agreed. You and Sasuke entered into Azuchi disguised as performers while Yuki went disguised as a merchant. You were super excited to be able to use your skills, bringing joy and smiles to all the people around you. You and Sasuke would put on a little performance every afternoon. You danced and played the guitar. And Sasuke performed a one-man play. 

As you were dancing during one of your performances, you saw a familiar face in the crowed smirking up at you. “My my little mouse, I never expected to stumble upon you this afternoon, much less witness your beautiful talent”. Mitsuhide invited you back to his Manor for some tea and card games. Which you really enjoyed considering you have been playing strategy and card games with Kenshin, so you definitely gave this sneki boi a run for his money. You really enjoyed the calm aura he gave off; you could talk to him for hours without feeling exhausted. You and Mitsuhide landed up staying up all night chatting and laughing, he was low key surprised when he looked out the window to see the sun almost rising. “aren’t you tired little one”. “Nope, I’m just naturally nocturnal, plus it's in the peace of the night when I get the most work done”. He simply smiled his kitsune like smile at you and offered to walk you back home. On your way home, the two of you stopped and sat down on a park bench watching the sunrise together. The two of you spent a lot of time together after that night. Both of you would always “coincidentally” run into each other all the time and land up hanging out for hours.

Mitsuhide both loved and was concerned for your scattered brain clumsiness. He would constantly worry about you when you weren’t near him. He could swear you would lose your head if it weren’t attached to your shoulders. Whenever the two of you are together, he would insist on holding your hand “can’t let my dearest mouse get lost now, can I”. TBH at this point, Mitsuhide was madly in love with you, he loved your sweet, caring nature. He loves how you could talk his ears off for hours. He also really loves the small doodles you draw on the napkins in the various teahouses the two of you have been to.

He knew you were close with the people in Kasugayama, but he couldn’t help but be attracted to you and feel the need to make you his. One day Yukimura announced that the three of you had been summoned back to Kasugayama, you were honestly so deflated. You had just fallen in love with Mitsuhide, and now you had to go back home. You sat with Mitsu in his manor the day before your departure. He could tell that something had been on your mind. You had told him EVERYTHING. Honestly, he knew of your connections to Kenshin, but he was truly shook when you mentioned that you were from the future. You had also told him that you honestly didn’t want to leave just yet. Little did you know this fox was ten steps ahead of you and had already plotted a plan.

When you said goodbye, Mitsuhide sent you off with the sweetest smile and a small kisses on the forehead, nose and finally lips and promised to see you again soon. 

You were back in Kasugayama’s garden playing with the sweet army of bunnies when a small fox appeared carrying a letter. IT WAS FROM MITSU! He had said that we would see you soon. Little did you know the sly fox was in a meeting that very moment with the god of war. They had come to an agreement that Mitsu was allowed to see you, but if he ever hurt you, or if he causes you any tears, Kenshin would hunt Mitsu down and kill him. Mitsu smiled his fox smile and agreed. You were summoned to your brother’s room and boy oh boy were you confused when you saw Mitsuhide sitting there, without Kenshin having a sword at his throat threatening him. Kenshin asked if you loved the fox and when you replied with a small nod. He smiled at you and gave you his blessing. You couldn’t help but ran up to Kenshin and gave him the biggest bear hug thanking him. The second part of the agreement was that the two of you were to attend a farewell banquet for you that night.

The next morning you were off with Mitsu to start your new life together. The Oda forces welcomed you with opened arms. Finally, someone to keep their resident kitsune in check. Mitsu loved you so much and spent every second of everyday showering you with affection. He would always be there for you, especially when you were feeling anxious or insecure. He would wrap you up in his warm arms while soothingly stroking your silky hair. He would whisper words of reassurance in your ears to help ease the anxiety. Your favourite place in the world would be in is his arms. You love how Mitsu even respects your alone time, giving you some space when he sees that you need some time to recharge on his own

The two of you can often be found spending time together, whether it is just the two silently sitting in his room, enjoying each other presence or time spent cuddled in each other’s arms. One thing is for sure, and that is you are truly happy with the sweet kitsune and that you had found your new home

Other potential matches.................... Kenshin

Hope, you enjoyed it, love!  💕@tsuki-no-usagiii

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Destiel Chronicles

(Vol. X)

It was a love story from the very beginning.

Ally... Protector... Best friend... And something else... (Part I)

(5x03//5x04//5x06//5x10//5x13)

Hi dear Fandom! I'm here again bringing you a new volume from my Destiel chronicles.

I want to say thank you to my dearest friend @agusvedder she made the gifs for this meta and discussed with me these topics! Thank you girl! 😘💕

But let's start...

Ally

In 5x03 "Free to be you and me" Dean and Cas team up to hunt Raphael.

Dean discovered Castiel's lack of touch for get information. And in an almost "paternal" gesture, he fixed Cas tie and shirt. Trying to teach him the basics...

I will talk about the "first date" with CAS in other volume, here I want to show you how they worked together to get Raphael.

First of all, they found the vessel in the hospital. Cas sent a message to the Archangel, and I want you to pay attention to Dean's reaction while watching his friend being such a badass...

He likes to see Castiel this way. He likes his badass side, his bossy side. He is proud of it. And he likes it. We can read all of that from his face, full of amazement.

So after they track down the Archangel, Dean follow Cas and he mentioned something... Hoping Cas catch an inner joke between them. You know, as friends.

And then we had this scene... Such a badass Castiel too...

And Dean following him, I could say I little proud of his friend's fierceness.

One of the last moments from 5.10 in which Lucifer was trying to wake up Death, with Sam and Dean trapped there... Showed us how Castiel is a "good timing" Ally. He appeared in the best moment and rescued his friends.

He was trapped by Lucifer and Meg bc Lucifer knew he will be a problem... He was a strong and determinated Ally of the Winchesters.

Protector

In the episode 5x13 "The song remains the same" Castiel blocked Anna intentions to get an encounter with the Winchesters...

CASTIEL: Hello, Anna.

ANNA: Well. If I didn't know any better...

ANNA turns around.

ANNA: I'd say the Winchesters don't trust me.

CASTIEL: They do. I don't. I wouldn't let them come.

Castiel is protecting Sam and Dean from Anna, he suspects she has bad intentions... Bc he knows well Heaven and his techniques...

He is acting like a truly Guardian Angel of the Winchesters.

CASTIEL: If you're out of prison, it's because they let you out. And they sent you here to do their dirty work.

ANNA: And what makes you so sure?

CASTIEL: Because I've experienced...heaven's persuasion.

Castiel began to confirm his suspects over Anna. When he sees her armed, recalling Anna intentions were to be face to face with Sam and Dean.

CASTIEL: If you're not one of them, then what do you want?

ANNA: I want to help.

CASTIEL: You want to help?

ANNA: Yes.

CASTIEL: Then what are doing with that knife?

A long pause. ANNA draws the knife.

ANNA: I'm not allowed to defend myself?

CASTIEL: Against whom? That blade doesn't work against angels. It's not like this one.

Castiel is good on this. He gets the idea right away. He should be relieved he didn't let Sam and Dean to come.

Then... Suddenly Anna revealed her truly intentions.

ANNA: Sam Winchester has to die.

She explained Sam is Lucifer's vessel so she needs to finish him. Castiel tries to convince her that killing Sam wouldn't solve the problem. And finally, he quoted TFW "prime law"

CAS: We will find another way.

When Anna saw Castiel defending the WINCHESTERS with such loyalty, she knew he had changed a lot.

Castiel choose another path. He already choose Humanity and choose to be the Winchesters's Ally.

This is the episode in which TFW is born, beacuse by the end of it, we had Dean naming their alliance...

Best friends (part 1)

I'm gonna divide this one in two part bc it will take a lot of gifs and explanations... So... Please be patient! In the middle at volume I will finish talking about BEST FRIENDS topic and SOMETHING ELSE.

Ok, let's see then, continuing with episode 5x13, before they traveled time, Castiel explained the boys Anna had bad intentions, and wanted to kill Sam.

Again Castiel lack of pop culture as an impediment to understand the conversation, but Dean explains this time...

DEAN: No one, just this psycho bitch who likes to boil rabbits.

But Sam is kind of considering the offer...

SAM: So the plan to kill me, would it actually stop Satan?

DEAN: No, Sam, come on.

And then Dean looked at CAS with despair, trying to get from him some help. Castiel felt he could use Dean's reference again...

This, my friends, is improvement of character thanks to the beautiful friendship TFW started to develop.

After coming back from Croatan world in 5x04 "The End" , (episode I will talk in my next volume) Dean was so worried about the huge change he had seen in his friend, that after being rescued by Castiel from Zachariah, he observed that was his nerdy angel... So we had this classic Destiel scene...

This is Dean, shocked by the endverse!Castiel version he saw... Trying to preserve the present Cas, with his whole lack of pop culture...

In 5x06, the episode that talks about the Antichrist, the little boy transformed Cas into a wood figure. Dean asked him to return him to his truck form, but the kid didn't want to, he said there they weren't friends... But by the end of the episode, Dean came back to insist...

Here, Dean is in aknowledgment about what Cas had become in their lives... Kind of buddy? Kind of friend? He is trying to figure out what Cas means to him. He saw the future in which they seemed be more than friends, and he is aware he enjoys Castiel's company differently to the way he will enjoy expending time with just a friend... So... Kind of buddy... Yes... He just needs to know what the hell that means...

To conclude

Castiel is a powerful Ally the Winchesters had. He is loyal and protective, he is the Winchesters's guardian angel.

He had rebel for them and he will protect them with his life.

This was the season where TFW is mentioned for the first time, and Castiel quoted their prime law in the same episode.

He also is the best friend they will ever had, Castiel's mission. But with Dean there's something more, something else, that is always present there... Even when they had "friend time" there's always something else going on between the angel and the older hunter.

I hope you like this volume! C-u in the next one!

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If you want to read season 5 volumes... Vol. VIII here and Vol. IX here.

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Welcome to my mind

For the last three years, my mind has been... Well, shit. Not that it hadn't been on a steady decline for years prior.

Recently, someone named her Denise. My other me. "Because that's what she is..when something is the opposite of something it's de-. She's not nice, she's De-Nice..."

Denise.

The name give to the me that's not me but spends more time pretending to be me than I do.

*Character Bio*

When I'm not Denise, I'm Ginny and she was the most wonderful person. I miss her dearly.

I had a great childhood. Very few psychological events, in my opinion. We never had much money, but my mom made sure I never knew it. My father worked hard at both his job and destroying his marriage; which is probably one of the marks on my childhood. More to come on that, I'm sure.

I didn't have trouble in school, per se. Bullied only a handful of times in all my school years. My mom is a designer, so I wore things you couldn't find on stores throughout my whole school life. I was *always* ahead of the trend and some kids couldn't handle it. We're talking 1991-2003. So, jumpers, corsets, mesh dusters, pants with fur on the bottom, dressing like anime characters... I was the first of everyone around me to be dressing that way. And I loved it!

But I had my revenge, as my hecklers could be seen wearing the same things they made fun of me for, after it became trendy. I guess you didn't have to be dead to be caught wearing that after all...

I struggled in math and excelled in art and writing. I had mostly good teachers, I think only one hated me.

I met all my best friends there. Can't say I've made all that many more in the years since. But, in my defense I'm surrounded by people who are nothing like me. You see, I grew up in Florida. All my vital youthful years were spent there. And now I live near Portland, Oregon. God, why? I even lost one of my dearest friends to the city. She completely changed from a fun, artistic girl who liked to draw, read, and cook...to...one of them. She's now a guilt vegan ( let's you know how disgusting you are for eating meat ) and is obsessed with shows that need to be cancelled. I had known this girl since first grade, she said she would follow the first friend who loved out of state. That was me, so she came out here too. Our friendship immediately began deteriorating as she would not allow me in my own room during the day, because she was talking to some loser friend of hers online. This person left her in a Walgreen's 20 miles from her home, on the wrong side of town, when we were all barely old enough to drive, because she was taking too long looking at eyeliner. But, she sounds like a solid individual to begin emulating. Are you serious? I watched my fully replacement take effect. 20 years of friendship completely gone in a matter of months. Have you ever watched someone stop carrying about you? Think about it. No, don't think about it. It's awful. She even physically ended our friendship. The first I had ever experienced. It was wrenching. But, I'm too far ahead now. I need to tell you how I got to Oregon.

Somewhere around me being 16, my dad stopped coming home. His mother had recently died and he knew some pretty shitty people willing to help him take the pain away. How does a poor, dyslexic, hoodlum, with a history of abuse cure the blues? Crack, of course. My mom did all she knew how to do, but she was pretty done with it all. They got divorced and some rich old lady "saved" him and whisked him off to Maryland where he would suffer many years of depression for what he had done to his family.

Now, it was just my mother and me. I immediately got a job and gave her my entire paycheck to help keep us in our lovely house. But as fate would have it, the city claimed eminent domain on our house with plans to build a water treatment facility. So, they lowballed us on what our house was worth and gave us 6 months to move. Now, here's some important side information: my mom is an army brat who grew up with mountains her whole life, until moving to Florida for my dad, which was apparently one of the last places she ever wanted to be. And my chummy from another tummy, was born in Oregon and had recently left me to go to OSU. This girl is my sister by all counts but blood. So, with a few other helping factors the logical answer was to start anew. How completely different my life would have been if I stayed. Can't say it would be better, just 100% different from what it is now.

But, in 2005 we moved to Oregon on the promise that we would do all the things we wanted to do and be living in Seattle in a few years.

None of that worked out. I can still remember the first night we spent in our apartment. I hated it. I let everyone know too. I think I cried for a week. I just wanted to go home. My Sisi was too far away to see her more often than the weekends and slowly her grades began to falter. This led to her dropping out and moving back to Florida just five months after I moved out here for her. I fell apart. I had only my mom and I love her, but sometimes you need your friends... You know? We did what we could and took jobs we hated and tried to get used to our new surroundings. I'm apparently a spoiled brat so I'm sure I made things painful for my mom who was finally back in her element and here I was stomping around telling everyone how much I hated it. Hate it. Present tense. I know the whole world is a cess pool of hipster, millennial idiots who all think that they know how to run the world, but the concentration of their free-for-all holier-than-thou ways is as dense here as the trees. It's exhausting listening to people who haven't showered in a week tell you how special they are because they have this heightened awareness that they learned from some Joe Blow and happens to not be fact at all. I have had a 24 year old Hispanic girl tell me that only white people can be racist, everyone else is prejudice. I told her that that in itself was a racist statement. And she said "no it's not. My teacher told me, and she has a PhD." I don't think I need to explain the definition of racism, but I do think Manson could have thrived in this town.

Fast forward quite a few years and we are both still in Oregon working jobs we hate not getting any of the things done we said we would. Are we lazy? Are we depressed? I'm sure it's both.

But, a small miracle comes my way, as I'm getting dressed to go down to the office to sign the next years lease I get a call from a woman who used to work with me. She asks if we are still looking for a new place to live and I tell her yes! We end up renting her townhouse from her because she's getting married. She proves to be a terrible landlord, probably because she's not all that good at being a person. She's really great at other things, but not that. Somme people are like that. But, I also haven't learned how to speak Oregonian in the 14 years I have been here.

A few more years and we end up buying the house and I have changed jobs for my health and things are looking up. I lose some of the weight I had acquired in my sorrows. I even find a guy that I can tolerate. Mostly bc he's 4000 miles away in another country. But, I struggle to find my way in our incredibly mismatched relationship. And he's so smart. So, successful... Here it comes... "what's he doing with a loser like me?"

My friends.... They all have something to show for their lives: degrees, children (Im not interested in these things,) husbands, jobs they don't hate....

I have a mortgage and a ridiculously high HOA, two payed off cars, 50 extra pounds on my ass, a job I'm not particularly built for, and a guy whom I love differently than he loves me.

I'm killing it.... Or myself. One way or the other. "I still haven't figured that shit out yet " -Eddie Murphy

I think this a pretty good place to stop for now. You should have a good amount of reference points for the following posts which will entirely be me, describing my chronic severe depression hoping that someone somewhere might read it and know they are not alone. I feel such a sense of validation when I read something from someone who feels the same as I do. This blog isn't for attention or critiquing, as most will likely be written when things like grammar and story structure aren't focused on. It's purely to get the chaos out so, I can organize it.

I don't know who you are but if you're reading this far, please stay tuned if you want to say "Wow, that's exactly how I feel."

Do good.

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Could you write a piece about what the hell were Casey and Shini doing during "When Worlds Collide"? I looked for fanfiction about it for some comic relief (yes, I have no life) and didn't find any. Btw, I love your blog! :)

you know, i’d been meaning to do something like this anyways. kudos to you anon for reading my mind.

In the middle of locking down the whole compound,Shinigami’s phone rings.

It could be Karai, finallysummoning them all to battle instead of leaving them all here twiddling theirthumbs- so she answers it immediately.

It’s not Karai.

“Hey, so. The world’skind of ending for the fifth time or something,” Says a teenage boy overthe line; the one that clings to the turtles and April like a stubborn bramble,despite obviously lacking any formal training.

“I hadn’t noticed,” Shini replies dryly, burying her thrumof worry underneath her persona. It’s not Karai on the phone, and thus herSenpai remains out of contact and unaccounted for. Worrying. “Why are youcalling, I would have thought you’d be throwing yourself into the fray alongwith the turtles.”

“In a sitch like this,kind of not my job.”

“No?”

“Nope.”

This doesn’t sound like something Casey Jones would do, fromwhat Shinigami has observed of him. He seemed like he’d be the sort to keepcharging into things until he either won or died, whichever came first.

“Why?” Shinigami asks, because even with all the chaoshappening around her and her heart clenching with fear about Karai being missing and in danger, her curiosity remains present as always.

“The brothers don’t reallygot people to worry about up here,” Casey Jones says tightly. The sound ofscreeching tires and muffled yelling momentarily takes over the phone line, andthen he adds, “-but me an’ April do.”

“…ah,” Shinigami says, garnering his situation.

“I have a van full of relativesand kind of in-laws, and not a whole lot of options for a hideout. Lair’s toofar and- FUCK,” Tires scream even louder, and Shinigami thinks she hearssomething go thoom, followed by anexplosion. “Okay long story short I need aplace to crash before we literally crash!You got- you guys have basically a fortress, right? The bugs won’t be able toget inside?”

The flurry of evacuation, to lower levels, is stillhappening around Shinigami. Foot soldiers, technicians, and medical staff, allmoving into the sublevels of the church compound. As soon as everything vitaland everyone vital is down there,she’s going down herself, and they’re locking the reinforced doors behind them.No one will get in, or out, untilKarai calls to tell them the apocalypse is over.

Or, she doesn’t call at all, and then the decision of theirnext move will fall to Shinigami.

…they admittedly have room for a few more.

Shinigami has always prided herself on looking out for herfew trusted close ones, leaving everyone else to do what they will, and surviveif they can.

But, Casey Jones isa member of Karai’s extended half family… andhe helped save her Senpai, once or twice before.

Shinigami sighs. Debts are not something she is fond of.

“The bugs won’t be able to get inside, no,” Shinigami says, andthen adds without pause, “How soon will you be able to get here? We’re lockingdown as we speak.”

“Kind of already here,”Jones says, because of course hedoes. “Open your back door so we don’t all getabducted by FUCKING SPACE BUGS-”

The line cuts off. Shinigami doesn’t have to wonder why.

She sends a small squadron to retrieve Jones and his people.Let it never be said she didn’t do a kind thing, or leave a debt like thisunpaid.

–/–

Casey Jones is many things, and fears almost nothing.

But, because he’s an older brother, a son- he’s scaredshitless of losing the small family he’s got. Hence the calling of one personhe never thought he would.

He’ll thank Leo for pushing them to have all numbers of their social group,later. This might’ve saved his family’s life and Mr. O’Neil and Ms. O’Neil’stoo. Probably his as well, since he would’ve stood between them and any stupidalien bug who attacked them until he couldn’t anymore, and then would havestood longer.

As much as he hates being pulled back to defense, Caseysupposes he sees the purpose to it. Maybe he can’t blow things up with hismind, or hide a hundred and one ninja weapons on his person- but he can keep a promise, and he can face downa whole army for the sake of that promise.

Especially when it’s his little sister and dad standingbehind him, and the last two human relatives April’s got.

It still sucks royally,hiding in an underground laboratory while the world goes to shit. While hisfriends are off risking their lives for the millionth time, and he’s not thereto back them up.

His father isn’t making anything easier, questioning Caseyagain and again why they’re hiding in what resembles very strongly a supervillain’s lair, and currently surrounded by armed men and women who donothing to dispel that impression.

“Dad, please, don’t ask about- any of this,” Casey waves hishand at the stone walls and creepy lighting of what used to be Stockman’s lab.Fuck that guy, for real. “If you don’t know nothin’, then you have deniabilitystill.”

His dad’s eyebrows sink a little lower. Ah hell, that wouldbe the ‘I’m worried and angry right now’ expression. “Deniability?” His dad asks in a lowvoice. “Arnold Casey Jones, just what in god’sname did you get yourself mixed up in?!”

Casey winces at the full naming. Oh boy. “Now see, that’sthe part where you don’t ask and keep your deniability…”

“Mr. Jones,” A smooth, sly voice interjects before Casey’sdad can work up another round. Shinigami’s heels click against the stone floor,cool gaze and a coy smile in place as she approaches. Casey sees his dad standstraighter, on guard, and notes that his thirteen year old sister watches theolder woman with interest. Well, can’t fault his sister for her taste.Shinigami is about as beautiful as she is deadly. Which is very.

“Your son assisted us… in saving the life of a very dearperson to me, not more than a few months ago,” Shinigami says, and Casey knowsthat’s not entirely a lie. “Myself and that person gave him a single favor touse as he needed, in exchange for that assistance. He was simply in the rightplace, at the right time, and we’ve hardly interacted since.”

“So… you’re saying my kid saved someone you’re close to, butyou didn’t drag him into any of…” Casey’s dad glances around at the Footsoldiers milling around, clearly uncomfortable. His hand on Casey’s littlesister, placed around her shoulders and keeping her close, makes that evenclearer. “…this?”

“No,” Shinigami says, still smiling. Casey only vaguelyknows her through their mutual social group, but it’s still enough that he canspot the subtle, but purposeful beguiling. “Your son has only been someone wemet with… very, very rarely. He has never been involved with the clan’sbusiness.”

Kind of a lie? Casey doesn’t mind, though. Anything to keephis dad from prying further, and possibly finding out about the shit ton of really dangerous stuff he’s beeninvolved with. Or finding out his friends, and his situation with them.

Casey’s dad examines Shinigami for a moment longer, and thennods once.  He’s probably decided to notlook a gift horse in the mouth, at least until they get home and he’s got Caseycornered for questioning. Won’t that be fun.

“Thank you for saving us,” He says, and Casey knows it’ssincere despite the gruff tone. His eyes go to Casey’s sister, same time as hisdo. They’re both probably thinking the same thing. “I don’t know what we wouldhave done otherwise.”

Shinigami smiles a little wider; kind, but mysterious. “It’sno trouble, simply repaying a debt. Now, if you would please follow one of myattendants, they’ll take you to a place you can rest until this whole- invasionnonsense is over…”

Shinigami works her magic, (possibly literally?), and hasher Foot soldiers lead Casey’s family away. He lingers, because he’s gotsomething to say, and because he really doesn’t want to hold still long enoughfor his dad to potentially start asking questions again.

“Hey, Shinigami?” He asks, getting the woman to turn hereyes to him. He meets them evenly, because he’s gotten kind of used to beingaround people with subtly dangerous gazes. “Thank you, really. I… it’s my jobto take care of our families when everything goes to shit, and I don’t want tothink about how this could’ve gone down without you lettin’ us in. So. Thankyou.”

Shinigami looks at him for a long moment, and then smilesone of her more unreadable expressions. “Like I said, Jones, it is simplyrepaying a debt. For all the times you saved my Senpai.”

–/–

Hour four drags by, and Shinigami fights with herself aboutgoing after her dearest Karai.

The news channels have all gone down, and only shaky videostaken and posted from cameras remain to relay the situation aboveground. Fromthe looks of things, it’s not going well.

Her scythes weigh heavy on her hips, begging for use andurging her to slip away to search for Karai. Damn the Foot clan- the onlyreason she ever joined was to be by her Senpai’s side. There’s nothing holdingher here except for Karai’s wish that should the worst happen… Shinigami is tocontinue the Foot on its current course, until she finds a suitable heir.

Shinigami doesn’t want to lead the Foot, or find an heir.She wants to be by Karai’s side, protecting her back.

Her fingers trace the very edges of her blades, not drawingthem but unable to keep her hands off them completely. There’s no tellingwhat’s going on with her Senpai at the moment. She could be in danger, shecould be injured, she could be…

The phones won’t connect anymore, not because they’reunderground, but because Karai’s phone seems to have turned itself off. And theturtles’ and April’s…

All of those phones, turned off at such a dire time? All atonce? It’s suspicious, and worrying.

Shinigami is barely holding herself within the safe zone ofthe church. It’s all she can do to not let panic and passion seize her, andsend her running through the chaos stricken streets to find Karai.

“Got the battle-itches?”

Shinigami is caught pf guard by the absurdity of thatsentence, enough that she actually stutters internally. She turns, to findJones leaning on a hockey stick, looking as drawn and frustrated as Shinigamifeels.

“Excuse me?” Shinigami asks. In all her years, that’s a new one for a man to try withher.

“You wanna be up there too, am I right?” He clarifies,nodding vaguely upwards. “I get that feel. This is drivin’ me nuts.”

Shinigami considers him for a moment; the extended hand ofunderstanding and sympathy.

She takes it.

“I… worry for Karai’s safety,” Shinigami admits under herbreath, wary of passing soldiers hearing her concern. Their leader must beunbeatable, unbreakable; she can’t be seen as anything else, no matter how muchShinigami fears for her dear Karai.

Jones rubs his face, sighing harshly. “Yeah, I figured you’dbe. I’m worrin’ about the brothers and April, personally speaking. But they goteach other, all seven of ‘em and whoever else they dragged into things.They’ll… they’ll be fine.”

“You say that, but you don’t look like you believe it,”Shinigami points out softly.

Jones smiles crookedly, more of a grimace, and then laughs.“What? Nah. Not me. They always come through, no matter what. It’s just the waiting that gets to me, you know? I’mnot made to just sit around when there’s ass to kick. They need Casey Jones outthere with ‘em, backing them all up and taking point. Or something like that.”

Shinigami thinks for a moment, and then says, “I should beup there with Karai, protecting her back and taking her right flank. Notsitting here and waiting around like some abandoned sentinel.” She smileswryly. “Or something like that.”

Jones laughs, a sort of startled sound. He seems to relax alittle, out of the wary stance and gait he’s been carrying since the moment heset foot inside Shinigami’s realm of rule. It’s understandable, since theirfriends and loved ones are likely in mortal peril, and this is far from part ofhis territory.

A moment of silence passes, the two of them standing in theentrance to Stockman’s old laboratory. It’s not as awkward or strange likeShinigami might’ve guessed it would be. There’s something to mutual understanding,after all.

A low volume siren suddenly goes off, and Shinigami’s menand women start rushing around. Within seconds, a Foot soldier approachesShinigami, and relays that bugs have breached the upper levels. From what theirsmall team of scientists can discern, the aliens are able to tell there are alarge number of humans below ground, and are looking to break through thedoors.

Shinigami glances at Jones.

He’s already grinning, more so baring his teeth inchallenge.

Shinigami snaps her fingers, and gives the order to engagewith utmost caution. And to get the hell out of their way.

They’ve waited around long enough. Now, they fight.

–/–

When all is said and done, and bug aliens start falling deadwithout Casey hardly tapping them, he figures things could’ve been a lot worsethan they turned out.

Sure, New York is pretty much coated in a layer of slime andguts, but they won and everyone is mostly safe. He knows not everyone was aslucky as his dad and sister, or April’s father and aunt, but hey. He got hisown people to safety, and then he keptthem safe.

It’s enough for him. Infinitely better than the alternative.

He will never, everleave them behind again. Not even if the world starts falling apart under hisfeet a second time, he won’t.

He refuses to go through that again.

Shinigami somehow has barely a hair out of place, despitebeing right on the frontlines with him as they drove out the bugs from thechurch. Casey sees the angle of liking a lady like this, the sort that’suntouchable by anything around her. But, personally speaking, he still digs theblood streaked, messy haired, dirt smeared red-head type more.

He’s a little biased, but everyone knows that.

As he ushers his dad, sis, and the O’Neil’s into the PartyWagon, he’s a little surprised to see Shinigami seeing them off. He waits untilshe approaches, and then waits further to hear what she’s got to say.

“If you see Senpai before me…” Shinigami’s mask of aloofnessbreaks for a moment, exposing genuine emotions. “Please remind her to call. Andtell her the Foot remains as she left it, and that…” She mends the cracks, andthen they’re gone. “And that’s it. I apologize, I am a little tired.”

Casey jerks a nod. He gets it without having to ask at all.Being separated from the people really important to you sucks, and it’s not aneasy thing to admit aloud.

He sticks out a hand. “I’ll make sure she calls you, if shehasn’t already by the time I meet up with everyone else. I’ll find ‘em soon asI drop my folks and April’s off, okay?”

Shinigami blinks at his hand, and then slowly takes it. Sheshakes once, and then they let go.

“I wish you and yours good luck, and I hope no serious harmhas come to your dear ones,” Shinigami says, and for once, Casey’s pretty sureevery word is real.

“Yeah, same to you. See you around.”

Shinigami is back to being unreadable and masked by the timehe starts to leave, and gives only an enigmatic smile.

He gets in the Party Wagon, and starts weaving through thedisaster zone New York has become once again. His father and sister sit tenselybeside him, watching the damage go by with cautious eyes. April’s aunt sits inthe back, trying to help Kirby keep calm as they navigate the fresh trauma intheir lives. Casey feels kind of badly for all of them; they’re not as adjustedor familiar with insanity as he is, or as ready to embrace it.

He gets them home safely though, and promises to come rightback as soon as he has April and his friends again. His father gives him adeeply concerned look, but lets him go. Kirby who knows how his daughter and their friends are mixed up in this, justgives him a pale, but thankful smile.

His little sister grabs him before he runs out the door, anddrags him into as bone crushing a hug as her thin arms can manage.

“Don’t be an idiot,” She whispers in his ear. “and come homesoon, okay?”

He squeezes her back, tight. He could’ve lost her a lot oftimes over the years, and he hasn’t refused a hug since the first time. “I’llbe back before you even miss me.”

Walking away from his family is hard, because the sense ofdanger isn’t quite gone yet, but he manages it because he still has people tofind.

His phone finally lights up, as he’s circling the worstimpact zones, and he answers it immediately.

“You son of a fuck,” He says into the phone. “None of you could’ve kept your fuckin’phones on?”

“Sorry, electricalinterference scrambled the signals,” Donnie says, sounding tired andachingly relieved. “Newtralizer cameback, able to teleport of all things,and yeah, that screwed up every single cell tower in the area.”

“How so?”

“Fuck if I know. I’mtired and I’m just trying to get over the fact that yet another of my brothers has died and come back tolife within minutes of each event.”

“Oof,” Casey winces with a grimace. “Which one?”

“Mikey,” Donniereplies flatly. Casey winces again, because yikes.

“He okay?”

“He’s-” Donniesighs. “He’s naked for whatever reason, and breathing, and apparently okay despiteblowing himself up? God I don’t know. I have to do a proper examination later.Anyways. We’re on a rooftop in the middle of day, and the air force is doingcircles nearby. Please come get us before we have to break out of a lab again.” A pause, and then he adds. “I’m really glad you’re okay, by the way.Did you get to somewhere safe with yours and April’s families?”

“Shinigami let us into the church, it was real nice of her,”Casey says. “And I’m glad you’re okay, too. I’m glad all of you guys are okay.How’s April?”

“I think she has thethird highest kill count for bugs today, but only on the account of Y'Gythgbadecapitating anything that got within ten feet of her, and Mikey and hissuicide bomb act. I’d say she’ll be fine after a good shower and some food. Samewith all of us, honestly.”

“I could eat,” Casey turns the steering wheel, avoiding asizable pothole. “Hey, location?”

Donnie rattles off the address, and Casey breaks a fewdriving laws to make it there in less than ten minutes. They shoot shit on andoff as Casey drives over cracked roads and obliterated sidewalks, minding bug corpses strewn about and leftover goop stuff.

“I think I’m going tohave to hold him down until the shock wears off- he won’t stop bouncingaround, Casey.”

“Yeah, Mike’s a little shaky on the whole self-preservationthing.”

“None of my brothersunderstand basic first-aid protocols. And like you have any leg to stand on,adrenaline junkie.”

“You’re just a worry-wart, nothin’ can kill Casey Jones.”

“Sure. I’ll makecertain that’s carved on your tombstone.”

Casey laughs, feeling light, and he draws a chuckle out ofDonnie as he does.

Seeing Donnie, April, and all the rest (plus Y’Gythgba,because she’s sticking around apparently) clamber off the roof is a comfortingsight. No one is limping more than worth worrying, no one has cuts beyond aband-aid level, and they’re all accounted for.

Raph is grinning, with a black eye and an arm around Mikey’sshoulders, who is beaming at everyone around him and still very naked. Leo is walkingwith Karai, and Y’Gygthba, and none of those three look any worse for wearbeyond alien guck caked to them. Donnie has what looks like alien bloodsplattered all over him, same as April, and everyone else. April’s eyes arebright though, alert and high on victory as she smiles at Casey, and thoughDonnie looks tired as he usually does, he gives a weary smile as they allapproach.

It’s the best damn sight Casey’s seen all day.

Casey grins, and salutes lazily as his second family and co.gets into the van. Safe and sound, and where he can watch their backs again.

–/–

When Karai slips in through the window of the church,Shinigami feels her whole body relax.

Her Senpai smiles, wide and confident despite the filth andlight injuries all over her. Shinigami can’t help but smile back, warm to hertoes with relief.

The throne room is crossed in a blink of an eye, and thenKarai is warm and safe in Shinigami’s arms. Curling around Karai, in a brief moment of care beforeanyone sees, solves everything that had been snarling itself with worry in herchest.

“Welcome back,” Shinigami says softly, holding Karai closeas she can without hurting her.

Karai’s arms tighten around her neck, and she replies, “Gladto be back.”

When they break apart, Shinigami allows herself one lastindulgence to brush Karai’s messy bangs from her face. Her Senpai’s makeup isslightly smudged on the edges, and a blooming bruise graces her jaw. Well, thatwon’t do at all.

“Come,” Shinigami says, taking Karai’s hand and pulling hertowards the exit. “I have the medical staff, a bath, and dinner ready. You looklike you need all three.”

“That sounds wonderful,” Karai says, gratitude clear in hertone. As they walk briskly, her hand around Shinigami’s is tight, unrelenting,and so very alive.

It’s more of a relief than anything could be.

AN: it would have been really fuckin simple for the writers of TMNT to add a phone call cameo somewhere in the episode, or off-hand mention that Casey and Shini are the ones who hold down the fort when things go south. literally so simple.

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