#i can't remember the others hehe bye

[khaleesiofalicante]

LBAF IV & BTS:

Since I do this every time, here are some BTS facts about LBAF IV:

Ironically enough, the first scene I wrote is the last scene (David meeting Other Max)

David was initially supposed to be the Prince of Darkness. But then I had a 'vision' about Lance and I was like 'I like this better!' - It also helped me establish Dark Max.

As mentioned before, Camila was supposed to die. Rafael was going to name his daughter after her. But I changed it (thanks annie) and he named her after his first love and best friend.

I wanted Mallory to be a villain who fucked things up so monumentally that the trauma lasts for generations. Mission accomplished.

Mallory was also loosely inspired by a villain called 'Neelambari' in a tamil movie from the early 90s. It was my fave film as a kid and I was obsessed with this character. You can see peak Mallory vibes in this scene at 03.45 (she's the young girl in the purple sari) also max has rajinikanth vibes wtf.

I love the irony of the Clave rumor that Max has a mistress when in fact it is David who is with Other Max.

Cami and Theia parabatai was simply created (other than for plot reasons) because i really felt we needed more female parabatai in tsc.

Atlas and Theia are named in the same way all Blackthorns are - greek/roman history influence.

Theia means Goddess of Light (and she loves the Prince of Darkness) and yesh it was intentional.

Harry, who is a character we are yet to meet, is named after one of my closest friends.

In the original epilogue, we were supposed to get six povs of the six new kids - but i scrapped the whole thing and wrote a kincaid pov.

Kincaid means Head of the Battle or Battle Leader, meaning he is meant to lead the battle against PoD.

There are SO many hints in IALS that Lance is the PoD. I was so terrified one of you might figure it out lmao. Example 01:

Lance's fate was also hinted in DML when David reveals Lucifer is trying to hurt him.

There was a scene where Maryse talks to David and says 'The NY Institute has always been a place for rejects but it ended up being the place where we found the love we deserved'. It got deleted. (maybe in part 5?) It refers to the fact that Robert and Maryse (and Alec) ALSO got exiled from Idris after the Circle and were sent to the NY institute.

And yes Merlin was a gift from Leviathan to Arthur. Other Max looks after him in the future.

Kincaid originally had a black puppy called Bella and I changed it into a black horse. Because I felt Victoria and Kyl wouldn't approve of a cute puppy lol. The horse was also inspired by 'The Ebony Horse' from Arabian Knights.

The Idris Patrol uniform was very much inspired by the House Lannister armor/outfits from Game of Thrones.

David believes Lance is Nico reborn which is why he named Lance's middle name after him.

IALS was inspired by the 'what if' of what if David had left Max after finishing that letter and what if Max didn't know how to get the memories back. It's basically their story in the mundane world - where without magic to make things better everything is more complicated.

Joan's name is inspired by Joan of Arc (who both Liv and Lexi love)

The reason why Kincaid doesn't like Iris/Malik is that he feels he and Arthur were supposed to have the same story (childhood friends to lovers) but they couldn't.

And finally, Paradise Lost (the book David carries around in the entire fic) is about the story of Adam and Eve getting exiled from the Garden of Eden which was a metaphor for Mavid getting exiled from Idris.

[p1utofairy]

★ WHAT CAN YOU EXPECT IN REGARDS TO YOUR LOVE LIFE?

NOTE: miss me? hehe. i felt called to answer the bat signal (i saw y’alls messages in my ask box ILYSM) take what resonates, leave what doesn’t. thank y’all for the support always. 🫂

PILE ONE.

ooo this fall i do see a very solid romantic connection coming into fruition for you, pile 1. there’s such a high level of comfortability between you both it’s sooooo sweet and endearing. you could already be friends with this person, but if that’s not the case, they will be your best friend and lover wrapped into one. diary by alicia keys is coming to mind – wow! the energy is very sensual and venusian-like. maybe you or this person has taurus and/or libra placements? you two connect on such a deep spiritual level. i can just feel it, pile 1. opening up to this person will be so easy for you, which is crazy because i feel like you’re not vulnerable/open with just ANYBODY.

lay your head on my pillow, here you can be yourself. no one has to know what you are feeling, no one but me and you. OKAY BYE I’LL CRY RN?! the emotions between you two run very deep & i feel like you both will create such a calm, intimate and loving space for each other. this connection will be so healing — i’m picking up that either you or your person never truly knew what it felt like to have a strong support system or someone in your corner through thick and thin, but let me tell you something, pile 1. you and your person will show up and out for each other!

you might be a bit defensive or standoffish towards this person at first, because you’re afraid of being hurt or let down once again. however, i want you to know that it’s okay to open your heart and be receptive. some of you that picked this pile might have a scorpio moon, because i’m picking up that it’s really hard to knock down that wall you have built around yourself. this person wants to take the time out to get to know you, the REAL you, and all your little quirks and interests because there’s more that meets the eye when it comes to you. i feel like you compartmentalize different aspects and traits within yourself & suppress them to conform to what others think you should be/should act like — but your person is saying f*ck that. they are going to love you in all your glory.

i’m ngl you could see yourself settling down with this person. they’ll fulfill you in so many ways that others can't even imagine or measure up to. this person is going to take care of you & splurge on you. they have very dominant energy and you’re going to love that about them lol for some of you might f*ck around and have a baby with this person. for a small portion of this pile, they might already have a child from a previous relationship. if that’s not the case though, you’re just going to love how hands on they are with you (literally hehe) & how they take the lead and make all your dreams come true. your person also has a lot of sexual energy lol in the best way possible. it’s so sly and lowkey but you’ll be folding like a pretzel pile 1 LOL.

channeled messages:

pov by ariana grande, free mind by tems, touch my body by mariah carey, you’re the only one that i want, dangerously in love pt. 2 by beyoncé.

PILE TWO

i think you need to get yourself out there a little moreeee, pile 2. i think that you’ll have more opportunities to meet new people and have some fun experiences, but it’s up to you to go out there and mingle. you’ve been keeping to yourself for a while now and there’s nothing wrong with that. pulling your energy back & recharging is good for the soul, but you also need to step into your power and claim what’s yours. remember – whatever you want, wants you even more. you’re glowing tf up this fall, pile 2.

you’re definitely elevating and so many people are going to peep it, especially romantic suitors. get out of your heads my lovely pile 2’s and open your mind + your heart to the limitless possibilities and opportunities that await you. you downplay yourself too much! TALK YOUR SHIT. you’re gonna have a couple love interests trying to get your attention & shooting their shot and it might throw you off, but just go with it. f*ck it, the more the merrier. lol i’m kidding but seriously have some fun!

you’ll know who is worth the chance and who isn’t. some of you that picked this pile might be a little inexperienced when it comes to relationships/love, so you just need some side quests and test runs to decipher what you do and don’t like lol. i’m also picking up a situation-ship vibe from this pile as well – some of you might have a lot of options but all you can think about is one specific person. you might not be talking to them right now, but your guides don’t want you to worry too much about them. focus on how you can create the reality you want for yourself. you’re the main character of your story, don’t be a perpetual side character in somebody else’s. i’m getting a lot of different messages for this pile, but one of the main things that’s sticking out to me is that whoever you pick/choose to entertain, you will have intense sexual chemistry with that person lol. you won’t be able to fight it hehe it’ll be the start of something new and exciting, pile 2.

channeled messages:

body by summer walker, go out with your friends, lemon drop, out of my head lupe fiasco ft. trey songz.

PILE THREE.

oh my, pile 3. did y’all just get out of a relationship or situationship? it’s really giving that. i think you need to work on becoming more grounded, and enforce healthy boundaries with your romantic partners and just everyone in general tbh. you’re so giving and nurturing. you’re always pouring into others, but where are they when it’s time to pour into you? you’ve had to come to terms with this the hard way :( people think that because you’re so compassionate and forgiving that they can walk all over you. this feeling of frustration has bubbled up inside of you for so long now, that it makes you feel pessimistic when it comes to love.

your guides want you to release this energy and not let it set you back or deter you from opening yourself up to a new partner that can and will cherish you. your love is very powerful – you are a REAL lover! if you get knocked down, you’ll rise up 10x stronger. please remember that always. your love is divine, it’s pure and it’s simply addicting; that’s why people felt like they could just take and take and take without you saying anything to them. the person that you were previously connected to knows you have a good heart, but they don’t value it. i am very happy to let you know that there is a special someone out there that will, and they are coming towards you.

they will claim you loud & proud and be so greatful to have you in their life and by their side. your person is so encouraging and kind, yet a lil rough around the edges – you almost wouldn’t expect this from them. they’re definitely going to match your freak lol. physical touch + words of affirmation might be their love language too btw. i think you need to let go of your ex/previous situationship, and take a leap of faith into the unknown with this new person. their love will feel so freeing and refreshing <3 the love between you both will hold no bounds. you deserve this pile, 3.

channeled messages:

wait for you by future ft. drake & tems, i’ll be there for you/you're all i need by method man ft. mary j blige, maddy perez, mula, ketu-moon aspect, anything by SWV, the weekend by sza.

[harunayuuka2060]

Chubby MC: *went to visit Coral Sea to give Jade and Floyd's birthday presents*

Azul: You're here. I thought you would try making excuses again.

Chubby MC: I was busy. And I can't breathe underwater.

Azul: I've been sending you potions to help you with that.

Chubby MC: Hm.

Azul: ...

Azul: *chuckles*

Azul: The twins are going to be happy to see you after not getting in touch for eight years.

Chubby MC: Sure.

Azul: ...

Azul: Is there something wrong?

Chubby MC: ...

Chubby MC: To be honest, I'm not thrilled to meet anybody from NRC.

Azul: Why is that?

Chubby MC: Imagine. Eight years and I still look like this. *sigh* Tch. I've been airing out my insecurities. I'll keep quiet now.

Azul: ...

Azul: So, what did you get for Floyd and Jade?

Chubby MC: Something's within my budget.

Azul: *chuckles* Cheapskate.

Chubby MC: *frowns*

Chubby MC: I'm just a minimum wage earner, you capitalist.

Azul: *laughs*

Floyd: Beluga-chan~! *squeezes them*

Chubby MC: Don't squeeze the air out of me!

Floyd: But I missed you so much~

Chubby MC: Yeah! Yeah! I get the message! Release me now!

Floyd: Hehe~ Okay~.

Chubby MC: *takes a deep breath in*

Floyd: So~ What's my present~?

Chubby MC: ...

Chubby MC: I got you this. *hands him a squishy hamster toy*

Floyd: Hehe~

Floyd: Hehehehehe~! So cuuuutee~!!!

Chubby MC: I made sure it's water proof.

Floyd: *hugs them* Thank you, Beluga-chan~!

Chubby MC: ...

Chubby MC: *smiles* You're welcome.

Jade: *wants to approach MC but the other guests are blocking him*

The guests: Happy birthday, Jade. You're really a grown up now.

Jade: *smiles* Thank you.

The guests: Have you considered getting married?

Jade: ...

Jade: *subtle smirk* Yes.

The guests: *smiling in relief*

Chubby MC: Looks like Jade is busy.

Azul: Why not approach him?

Chubby MC: ...

Chubby MC: No. I'll just leave my present for him with Floyd.

Chubby MC: Also, I think the effect of your potion is enough to get me back to the surface.

Azul: I asked you to bring three vials.

Chubby MC: Your message was too long. I didn't bother to read all of it.

Azul: You-

Chubby MC: Bye now.

Azul: ...

Azul: *sigh* Be careful on your way home.

Floyd: Here's Beluga-chan's present for you~.

Jade: *smiles* I like it. *MC bought him a pair of hiking boots as a gift*

Floyd: But you know, why you're so slow?

Jade: I beg to differ, Floyd.

Jade: There's time for everything.

Floyd: You think~? Because I'm guessing Beluga-chan doesn't even remember your promise~.

Jade: They do, otherwise, why would they remain single?

Floyd: *laughs*

Floyd: You're so full of yourself sometimes, Jade~.

Jade: You want to be their brother-in-law, right, Floyd? So I ask you to support me on this. *smiles*

[justwinginglife]

Hi! I absolutely loveeeee your writing!!! Hopefully you’re still doing requests hehe…

Maybe reader and Hoshina were childhood bffs and then the reader’s family sent her abroad (maybe to serve in another county’s defense force???) but now she’s back in Japan and assigned to the Third Division. And ofc they still make an amazing team and know each other by heart and maybeeeee some feelings start to rise now that they’re adults and all that???

HELLO I'm so happy you love my writing! Of COURSE I'm still doing requests, I'm having too much fun with everyone's prompts so thank you for sending me more suggestions!

No Matter The Distance

You were dreaming of Soshiro again. This time you recalled the memory of when you were eight and you'd tripped and scraped your knees so he carried you home on his back. You were such a crybaby back then. You nearly soaked his shoulder, sobbing from the pain. He sang to you the whole way home so you'd focus on his voice and not your bleeding knees. He surprisingly sang rather well.

"Sing to me again." You mumbled in your sleep as you rolled over onto your side. "I like when you sing... to me..."

When you woke up in the morning, he was neither singing to you nor carrying you, in fact, he wasn't even in the same country as you. It was a rude awakening every time and you still hadn't gotten used to it.

You knew it was naive of you to cling to memories from your past, but when you relived them every night it didn't seem so long ago. But now that you counted, it had been about six years since you'd seen him. You'd known each other since preschool and you'd parted ways when you both turned 18. Your parents thought you'd make a better life for yourself in America so you were shipped overseas, never to see his smiling face again.

You wondered if he dreamed about you too. You wondered if he was even the same person you remembered. It'd been over half a decade- a lot could change. You hoped he was still the same. You knew that was naive too.

You try to quit sulking and you finish getting ready for work. You clock in at 0800 and report for duty. You are surprised to find that your commanding officer has been waiting for you to arrive. She takes in the sight of you as if it's the last time she'll see you. Then she smiles. "Good morning Vice Captain."

You nod to her. "Cap'n. Mornin'. What're all the long looks for?"

Her weight shifts and she clears her throat. "Well, it seems the General has made an alliance with the Japan Anti-Kaiju Defense Force and as a show of good faith, he's sending one of our best soldiers to their side."

You raise an eyebrow. "The Director General himself? Who could be important enough from our team that he'd send so far across the seas?"

She coughs.

OH.

"Maybe, I don't know, the youngest female to make Vice Captain in the shortest amount of time? Maybe someone with, I don't know, Japanese background?"

Yup.

You can't decide if you're honored, nervous, scared, or excited. You haven't been back home in so long. Will it still be the same? The same restaurants, the same stores, the same people. Will they still be waiting for you?

"You fly out at 1200."

Your brows furrow. "You're giving me 4 hours to pack up all my things and say goodbye to everyone? That's ridiculous."

She nods sympathetically. "I know. But he wants to get this show on the road, it seems."

You sigh. "Alright. I'll head back to my place, please assemble the squad before I go so I can give everyone my best wishes."

You pack up your entire apartment in two hours. You have less things than you thought you did. You guess that some small subconscious part of you kept you from collecting too many things that would keep you grounded here. Maybe you always knew you'd return home.

It takes even less time to say bye to everyone. You're ready to ship out in just under three hours and the pilot shrugs, saying you're his only passenger anyway and he can afford to leave early. The Director General lent you his private plane after all.

You can't do anything about your nerves so you make the best of this trip, ordering lavish foods while you read. Your favorite book is one that Soshiro bought for you and the ink from the personal message he wrote on the inside of the front cover is so faded from you constantly rubbing your thumb over it nostalgically.

Soshiro. You'll be there soon.

You sleep through most of the flight. You dream about him again, to no one's surprise at this point.

This time you're both 17, you both snuck out of training together to attend a typical high school party. You were in agreement that the two of you wanted one normal high school experience before you both went off and joined the Defense Force and became stiff, disciplined officers. Of course, you'd tease Soshiro that you couldn't see him ever being stiff or disciplined.

Anyway, you'd been playing spin the bottle and Soshiro's spin landed on you and the both of you ended up in a closet together.

"Well this is a stupid game." He grumbled as he searched for the light to the closet. He would never make you do anything against your will and he found it ridiculous that that's exactly what this game was made for.

But you didn't find it ridiculous. You found it lucky. Your heart was beating loudly in your chest. You grabbed his hand before it reached the light switch and you kissed him in the dark.

He hesitated and then he kissed you back, gently pressing you up against the wall.

When someone knocked on the door seven minutes later, he locked the door and stayed in there with you until he was ready to leave. He must've known if the two of you stepped outside, you'd both go back to acting like nothing happened. Like you had plenty of time to figure out these messy feelings of yours. But neither of you could predict that you wouldn't even be in the same country as him a month later, so you both kept ducking the topic and pushing your feelings for each other down. And then it was too late.

Six years too late, you thought to yourself as your eyes fluttered open. The plane was descending. You were arriving in Japan as last.

You wondered who you'd be serving under and if Soshiro would be in the same platoon. The JAKDF had several divisions, it wasn't guaranteed that you'd even be in the same one as him. You'd been told that the position of Vice Captain had been recently opened at one of the Divisions and you were there to fill that spot. You'd do your best to fill the shoes of whoever came before you and make your team back in America proud.

As you step out of the plane you're greeted by your new teammates in the Third Division. Your eyes scan the crowd and they finally find the person they're looking for.

Your breath catches in your throat and you freeze on the last step of the plane.

He holds a hand out to you to help you down all the way.

"Welcome to the Third Division. I'm Captain Hoshina."

You take his hand and step down the last stair. You don't let go of his hand even when he's introducing you to the troops. You think this might be you dreaming about him again and you don't dare let go just in case.

He doesn't seem to mind. He keeps a firm grip on you and when you've finally greeted everyone he tells them he needs to discuss more matters with you privately.

The two of you enter his office and he closes the door behind him. Before you can speak, he's wrapped you up in a warm hug. "Vice Captain, huh? Impressive." He whispers, still holding you close.

You close your eyes and just soak in his voice. "Not as impressive as you- Captain Hoshina. And here I always thought I'd beat you to Captain when we were kids."

He chuckles and the familiar rumble of his laughter makes your heart skip several beats. He releases you from his arms so he can get a good look at you, but he still holds your hands tight in his. "I really never thought I'd see you again. And look at you now. Gorgeous as ever."

You blush. "Still cheeky I see."

He grins widely. "Still me. Always."

You're relieved. He doesn't seem to have changed at all, just gotten a little taller. And a little more... you gulp, a lot more muscular. You didn't realize it when he was holding you close because you were so focused on the way he smelled and the way he sounded. But now that you were getting a full view of him, you could see the efforts of his training peeking through his shirt. You blush deeper. Thank god he's a little dense and doesn't notice. He's just excited to see you again, he doesn't care if you're flushed or not.

"Hey- dinner on me later? We can go to that diner we liked." He nudges your arm.

You smile. "Yeah? I'm game, especially if you're buying."

He walks you to your room and then leaves you alone to unpack your things. You wish he wouldn't go but you know he has a division to run.

"Captain." You say to yourself, shaking your head. You hoped he would be in the same division as you, but you never could've imagined he'd be working this closely with you. You'll have to pay a visit to the shrine later and thank the gods.

You finish unpacking and you meet Soshiro for dinner in the cutest outfit you can find. You wonder if he'll notice.

He notices.

"So you don't wear the combat suit 24/7?" He teases.

You roll your eyes thinking he's not going to say anything else but then he looks away for a moment.

"You, um... you look real good."

You wonder where his confidence from earlier went. He can get away with calling you gorgeous but now here he is making the word "good" look difficult. You almost laugh.

He opens the door to the restaurant for you and then when you're led to a table, he pulls the chair out for you. You don't remember him being such a gentleman but he was still a teenager last time you saw him. It seems he has grown some after all.

As you eat dinner, you fall back into old rhythms- you steal food off of his plate and he does the same to yours. You even sword fight him with your chopsticks and he laughs the same familiar laugh that you love so much.

Then the drinks start to hit harder and the air seems to change between the two of you.

"So listen..." He starts, cautiously. He seems to get caught up in his own thoughts because he doesn't finish his sentence.

"I'm listening." You nudge him.

He gives you a small, pinched smile. "I don't know how to say this actually." He admits.

You wonder if he's thinking what you're thinking, but it's been so long you can't be sure. "You can say anything to me, you know that." You try to reassure him so that he continues.

He sighs. "Do you... remember going to a party? Back in high school?"

Ah. So he is thinking the same thing as you. You nod slowly.

He clears his throat uncomfortably. "Do you... remember what happened at that... party?"

You nod again, your cheeks starting to heat up at the thought of that mind-blowing kiss.

"It's just... we never... we never talked about it. And then you were just gone- just like that. And I know it's stupid to be bringing it up again so many years later, but you're the exact same as you've always been and I'm the same as I've always been and I just thought..." He trails off.

"You just thought...?" You lean in, hoping to god he finishes his sentence.

"I just thought... maybe now we could... talk about it? If-if you wanted."

"Okay, what do you have to say about it?"

He laughs at that. "Boy, you really don't make this easy do you? You never have."

"Sorry. I'll go first then, okay?"

He nods and waits for you to speak.

"I regretted it for six years."

He winces.

You backtrack. "Wait, sorry that's not how it was supposed to come out. Now you're making this hard."

You both laugh. Then he takes your hand.

"I think what you meant to say was you regretted leaving it the way we did?"

You nod. You're glad he's still able to understand you so well even after all these years.

"I do too. I thought, god, if I could just get one chance to tell her how I felt I'd do it. And now you're here and I'm stumbling over my words. But I need to say this. Because I can't wait another six years for you to find out that I love you. Because I love you. Always did, and still do."

You start to cry before you even realize it's happening. He immediately rushes over to your side of the table to brush the tears away.

"Hey, hey, did I say something wrong? Tell me. What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours?"

You can't figure out how to put the words together properly so you kiss him. He kisses you back more intensely than he did back then and you wish you can just freeze time so he can keep kissing you like this. Then he pulls away.

"You know, love, I like the way you're thinking but you still haven't given me an official answer."

You laugh. "I love you too- I should think it was obvious."

"Some of us only have half the brain that you do and need verbal confirmation."

"You got that right." You tease.

He wraps you up tight in his arms.

"So does this make us boyfriend-girlfriend?" He asks in his best "high schooler" voice, grinning like an idiot from ear to ear.

You roll your eyes. "Take me to the prom and we'll see about that."

He laughs. "Just let me date you already damnit."

You kiss him again.

"Was that a yes?"

You nod.

"Okay, again, I'm just checking."

[anyasathenaeum]

*KICKS DOWN DOOR* YOU ASK FOR ERIKS AND I SHALL INDULGE ok so what im gonna need is some where the reader thinks Vash (they were dating before everything went to shit) is dead until they blow into town with Woofboy and they do the whole Recognition thing yknow. Ok and so after all the Bad Shit gets dealt with and they have a moment alone to talk, he thinks that they're not gonna be in love with him anymore after all this time and might even be pissed at him for sort of "abandoning" them but they just express nothing but joy at having him back in their arms again and how they're soulmates and sappy stuff like that and its very sweet and emotional and raw because they missed each other so so much. And if you sprinkled just a little spice at the end I wouldn't mind cuz the long hair and stubble is so sexy on that man. Maybe it would be great part 2 bait idk I don't wanna put too much on you. Might be best to play that by ear.

Sorry this is so long I got excited when I saw ur post ily bye.

Across Time and Space (Part 1)

A/N: HECK YEAH ANON I AM SO HERE FOR THIS. ERIKS!VASH HURT COMFORT LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! I'm mostly going off of 98!Eriks with some Stampede!Eriks mixed in hehe and this is gonna have to be split into 2 parts because I'm INSPIRED. This part is mostly set up and some hurt in the hurt/comfort part of things. :P Read the continuation in part 2 here!

Pairing: Eriks!Vash x reader

Warnings: Some slight violence, mention of nudity, literally just going off episode 18 of Trigun so potential spoilers, potential spoilers for episode 12 of Trigun Stampede, the "hurt" part of "hurt/comfort"

You brought your hand up to shield your eyes from the glaring sunlight as the tiny town came into view, the bus you were on finally arriving after what felt like an eternity and a half.

"Remind me again why we chose to come to this tiny town, Wolfwood," You grumbled under your breath, grabbing your backpack and strapping it to your back as you started to get ready to disembark from the bus.

"Cause we gotta see if we can find the Humanoid Typhoon here," The priest replied, shooting you a smile that you couldn't bring yourself to return.

"Vash is dead, Wolfwood," You snapped back, your heart tightening in your chest as you said his name for what felt like the first time in forever, "He's dead, and we're not finding him."

Wolfwood just stayed silent, watching you carefully as you let out a deep sigh, rubbing your face with your hands, trying desperately to brush off the pain that the mere thought of Vash had brought you.

Wolfwood wasn't a fool - he knew you and Vash had been in love with each other. He knew that you and Vash were more than friends, that Vash was everything to you. Wolfwood remembered how you seemed to stop living after the disaster in the city of July, when the city was turned into a crater and Vash was nowhere to be found. You had watched the man you loved fall from the sky and the city cave in on itself in a massive explosion of energy - there was no way Vash could've survived that.

When Vash died, so did you. You existed, sure - you walked and talked and drank and ate, but you had stopped living. It was heartbreaking to watch - both Wolfwood and Meryl couldn't stand to see you so broken, but nothing they did could bring Vash back. And so, you became silent, closed-off, and you never smiled anymore.

"I'm sorry, Wolfwood. I just... don't see the point in hoping for what can't be," You apologized, your voice quiet as you stared down at the floor, your heart aching in your chest as Vash's smiling face appeared in your mind.

Wolfwood sighed a bit and just stepped forward, throwing his arm around your shoulder casually. However, when he spoke, his tone was surprisingly gentle.

"It's okay. You're still hurting, (Y/N). Let's just get off this bus and settle in, yeah?"

You nodded, pulling up your hood to cover your head as you followed Wolfwood off the bus, shoving through all the people who were fighting to get on the bus you had just arrived on.

"What the hell is all that about?" You muttered, glancing at Wolfwood in confusion as you both watched the crowd of people swarming the bus, many of them shouting at the driver to let them on.

"No clue, but I have a feeling we'll find out real soon," Wolfwood replied, his shades glistening in the sunlight as he turned his head, gesturing towards a building not too far away, "Let's start at the saloon. If anybody's got information, they'll likely be there."

You just nodded and followed Wolfwood, keeping your head down and your face hidden - you didn't feel like starting a conversation with anybody who recognized you as new to the town.

However, that plan immediately went out the window the moment you and Wolfwood stepped foot into the saloon, as you suddenly found every person in the saloon pointing their guns at the two of you. You let out a stifled yelp and threw your hands up, your heart beating fast in your chest. You heard Wolfwood let out a small sound just like you had, his hands up in the air, too, sweating slightly as he glanced around.

Thankfully, after a few seconds, the townsfolk decided you weren't a threat and lowered their weapons. With that, you and Wolfwood slowly approached the bar, and you could hear Wolfwood chatting with the bartender. As he did, you walked over to the window of the saloon, gazing at the people walking by and watching the mob chasing after the bus you had arrived on.

'Man, what a weird place,' You thought to yourself, 'Feels so tense here.'

Suddenly, you watched the ground near the bus explode, sending people flying through the air and causing Wolfwood to exclaim, "What happened over there?"

The bartender explained that the town was overrun with bandits, and then you heard the name "Vash the Stampede" escape his lips and your heart just about stopped in your chest. However, you immediately recognized that the kind of violence being orchestrated by this gang being run by "Vash the Stampede" was everything Vash opposed. There was no way this was Vash's doing.

'Like it matters, he's been dead for almost two years anyway,' You thought to yourself bitterly, your mouth pressing into a thin line. You weren't listening to whatever the bartender was telling Wolfwood, but you found yourself glancing over at the entrance as you heard the door swing open.

All the patrons immediately had their guns pointing at the intruders, which in this case, happened to be a tall man with long, blonde hair wearing glasses, holding a young girl with short, brown hair in what almost looked like a chokehold. You found yourself reaching for your own weapon, readying to fight the man until you heard the girl speak.

"Uh oh. Hey, what's the big idea you guys?!"

You jumped a little at how loud she was, and you heard the patrons mumbling to themselves, "Oh, it's only Lina."

"What do you mean "only Lina"?! Let go of me, Eriks!" The young girl, Lina, shouted, freeing herself from the grasp of the tall, blonde man who simply let her go and watched her walk towards the bar, his expression surprised.

"Lina, what's the big hurry?" The bartender asked as the girl walked over, standing right next to you and Wolfwood. You studied the girl carefully, deciding that she couldn't be older than 12 at the most.

'She's very brave, I gotta give her that,' You thought to yourself, your lip twitching upwards a bit.

"I was wondering if you could hide me somewhere," Lina asked, a sheepish smile on her face as she asked.

The bartender looked a bit concerned as he inquired, "What did you do this time?"

"She doesn't know when to quit."

You jumped out of your skin at the sudden, new voice - the tall, blonde man, Eriks, had walked up to the bar without you noticing. You physically jumped, your hood falling from your head and revealing your face, not that it mattered - you weren't trying to hide anymore.

"Oh, sorry! Did I scare yo-?" Eriks began to apologize, turning to look at you as he did so, but his sentence died in his mouth as he looked at your face, his eyes widening behind his glasses.

"It's okay," You let out a jittery half-chuckle, just trying to recollect yourself, "I just didn't hear you walk up to the bar, just startled me a bit."

Eriks didn't say a word - he just continued to look at you, his eyes almost owlishly wide. You couldn't decode the expression on the man's face, and you began to feel uncomfortable at the level of intensity in his gaze.

"Um... is something wrong?" You asked, your voice making it clear that you were becoming uncomfortable.

That was enough to snap Eriks out of whatever stupour he was in, with him shaking his head a bit as though trying to clear it, his tone a bit embarrassed, "S-Sorry! No, nothing's wrong, you just... you look like somebody I knew once."

You found yourself wanting to smile a bit, but the words struck pain into your heart again and you just nodded, your lips pressing into a thin line once again.

"I see."

The man, Eriks, let out a nervous laugh before extending his hand to you for you to shake, "I'm Eriks. Sorry about startling you...?"

It was clear he was asking for your name. You just extended your hand and took his, shaking it firmly, "(Y/N). (Y/N) (Y/L/N)."

You thought you felt Eriks' grip on your hand falter for half a moment, but you brushed it off - probably nothing of note.

"N-Nice to meet you, (Y/N)," Eriks replied, his voice breaking slightly. He was evidently very, very nervous.

"Are you okay?" You asked bluntly, "You look ready to pass out."

Eriks just nodded before letting your hand go, "Y-Yeah! I'm good, I'm fine. Just, um... Lina's in trouble."

You didn't entirely buy that sudden excuse, but you decided to go with it, "Uh oh, what did she do?"

That's when you heard Lina explaining that she thumped a bandit across the face and that the bandit was coming after her.

"What are you telling me?" The bartender asked, his voice full of worry and his expression becoming one of horror, "Oh, my dear..."

"Yeah... I'm afraid so," Lina confirmed, leaning on the bar with a sad expression on her face, "And they weren't real happy about it. But, at least I don't think they saw me come in here."

The bartender immediately began to yell, and before you had a second to process what was happening, the wall next to you exploded, causing you to cry out as you got thrown across the room.

"Hey... I wasn't done eating yet," You heard Wolfwood complain, and you groaned as you sat up from the floor where you'd landed. You could've laughed at the image of Wolfwood holding his knife and fork over his plate, which was now crushed by a piece of broken wall.

"(Y/N)! You okay?"

You looked up to see Eriks standing above you, offering you his hand to help you up, which you took gladly.

"Yeah, I'm okay," You replied, brushing yourself off as you got to your feet, wincing slightly as your back ached from the impact, "I'm probably badly bruised, but I don't think anything's broken."

The look of relief on Eriks' face didn't feel like it matched what it should've been for a stranger he had just met - he looked relieved as he would look if you had been one of his closest friends. It was weird.

However, before you had a moment longer to think about it all, you heard yelling coming from outside the bar - the bandit who Lina had hit, yelling to give her up or that he'd shoot again if they didn't.

You grit your teeth, anger surging through your body - how dare this bandit threaten a child? She may be feisty and fiery, but she was still just a child. You grabbed your weapon and began to walk towards the hole in the wall, but somebody stopped you in your tracks, putting their arm out in front of you - Eriks.

"No, wait. Let me handle this," He spoke, his voice quiet but very sure. A surge of familiarity coursed through you - where had you heard this before? That tone... that calmness... it unsettled you as you knew you'd heard it before, but where? You couldn't pin it.

That split second of you being thrown off by the sudden feeling of déjà-vu was all Eriks needed before he walked out of the bar, his hands in the air, trying to appease the bandit and stop him from doing further damage to anybody or anything.

"Wolfwood," You mumbled, coming up to the priest, "Is it just me, or does Eriks feel... familiar to you?"

The priest just looked at you carefully, "Familiar? Familiar how?"

"I don't know," You confessed, "Just... the way he spoke to me just now reminded me of-"

Your eyes widened and your words died on your lips as you realized exactly who Eriks had reminded you of.

Vash.

You didn't need to say anything - Wolfwood could see the immediate look of shock on your face, the realization dawning on you. You could feel your breathing picking up and your heart rate was starting to go through the roof - why did Eriks sound so much like Vash? Hadn't you suffered enough? To lose Vash once was agony. But to be reminded of him now? It was unbearable.

"Woah, (Y/N), woah, calm down, breathe. You need to breath."

You could hear Wolfwood's words, but you couldn't understand them, couldn't process them. You were bordering on a full-blown panic attack. The world suddenly became quieter, all sounds muted, as though you were underwater. You couldn't process anything else going on around you right now. All you could do was stumble to your feet and run to the hole in the wall of the saloon, your eyes landing on the blonde man who reminded you so much of the love of your life.

You didn't really understand what was happening - you could vaguely hear the tones and timbre of Eriks' voice and the voice of the bandit, but you couldn't make out the words. You watched as Eriks bowed to the bandit all the way to the ground, trying to apologize on Lina's behalf and diffuse the situation, but it apparently hadn't been enough.

The bandit yelled something at Eriks, to which he apparently agreed. To your surprise, you watched as Eriks suddenly... began to take off his clothes?

"W-What?" You mumbled, not understanding what was happening. All you could make out was the sound of Lina crying next to you, and Wolfwood comforting her as Eriks defended her, even at the cost of his pride.

When you looked back at Eriks, you suddenly felt as though you had been hit by a truck.

Those scars... that body... the missing arm replaced with a prosthetic...

All you heard before the ground came up to meet you and the world went black around you was the sound of Wolfwood exclaiming your name - "(Y/N)!".

You don't know how long you'd been unconscious for, but when you found yourself waking up, you didn't recognize your surroundings. You were in a rather large room, laying on what could've only been a hospital bed, right next to a large window. There were no other beds or patients in the room with you - it was just you. And-

"Morning, sweetheart."

You jumped, turning to see Wolfwood sitting at your bedside, a smirk on his face as his cigarette dangled between his lips crookedly.

"W-Wolfwood," You spoke, your voice strained, "W-What-?"

"You dropped like a stone," Wolfwood explained, standing from his chair and walking over to sit right next to you on your bed, "You saw Eriks' scars and I guess the realization of who he was was just too much for you to handle. Can't say I'm surprised, it's not every day you learn that supposedly dead love of your life isn't actually dead."

Wolfwood just grinned at you, but you just sat there, unmoving, eyes staring forward like you were a statue, not really seeing whatever you were looking at. The memories of what had preceded your passing out came back to you in flashes, and before Wolfwood could continue speaking, you were suddenly sobbing as you had never sobbed before.

All the pain, the sadness, the grief, the loneliness, the feeling of having part of you missing for so long overwhelmed you, making you feel every bit of emotion you had been repressing over the past two years. You sobbed and sobbed and sobbed, crying your eyes out as you buried your face into your knees, unable to comprehend what was happening. Surely you were dead, or dreaming, because there was no way that Vash was really alive.

Unless...

"I'll leave you be," You heard Wolfwood say gruffly, before he stood up, patting your back and leaving you alone to confront your emotions.

After that, Wolfwood walked over to another patient's room - that of Eriks, or rather, Vash the Stampede. He had already spoken to Vash earlier, telling him about the fact that Millions Knives was still at large, but now... this was going to be a very different conversation.

Wolfwood didn't even bother knocking, just letting himself right into Vash's room, walking over to where the blonde young man sat in his bed.

"You know, I'm surprised you didn't straight up kill (Y/N)," Wolfwood started, a small smirk on his face as he sat next to Vash, who was just watching him carefully. He watched Vash's expression become one of concern the moment your name left Wolfwood's lips.

"What do you mean?" Vash asked, eyebrows furrowing at Wolfwood's statement - the last Vash saw of you was when he stopped you from taking on the bandit yourself, and you were fine, then.

Wolfwood sighed, "(Y/N) saw your scars, Stampede. It was too much for them to handle and they passed out cold. Smacked their head pretty bad on the way down, but that was my bad, I didn't expect them to go down."

"What?!" Vash exclaimed, his blue eyes widening in worry. He immediately began to try to get out of his bed, but Wolfwood stopped him.

"(Y/N)'s spent the last two years grieving you, Vash. They believed you were dead. This is a bigger shock than you know. They heard nothing from you and the last thing they saw of you was when July city imploded on itself."

Vash's eyes somehow managed to widen even more, and tears were beginning to well in them as Wolfwood explained the situation to him. Wolfwood told him everything he knew - about how you'd essentially become a living statue, not truly living beyond basic existence, about how broken you'd become, how closed-off and sad you were now. You'd been changed so badly that neither Vash nor Wolfwood were really sure if you'd ever rebound from this.

By the time Wolfwood was done explaining, Vash found himself crying silently, his heart torn to pieces at the thought of what this had done to you.

"They loved you more than anything, Vash," Wolfwood stated quietly, standing up as he went to take his leave for the second time that day, "I think you owe them an explanation and a very big apology."

With that, Wolfwood left Vash to his own thoughts, just as he had done to you earlier.

Vash sat there, just replaying everything Wolfwood had told him in his mind. He was telling the truth, Vash knew - he had seen the look on your face when he initially saw you as Eriks. Vash had been so taken aback by you when he took a good look at your face - you looked so much like yourself, but simultaneously so different.

Your face had new scars, and lines engraved in your skin from frowning and worrying rather than from smiling, as you used to in the past. Your expression was tired and somewhat empty, even as you greeted him, and your tone was dull and serious. And your eyes...

Tears began to course down Vash's cheeks freely, soft sobs escaping from his throat as pain jolted through him as he recalled your eyes.

Your eyes were utterly lifeless. Like you had died in every way except physically.

Vash had had to restrain himself from gasping loudly, sobbing his heart out and begging you for forgiveness when he'd looked at you for the first time in two years. He had wanted nothing more than to pull you into his embrace as he used to do before July then and there, but when you failed to recognize him, Vash knew that he couldn't do that to you.

'There's no way they still love me now,' Vash thought to himself, his pain intensifying and his cries becoming louder as he sobbed into his hands, 'I've destroyed them, too.'

You were the love of Vash's life. Nobody ever meant more to him than you did, and after the destruction of July city... Vash couldn't face you. He was a murderer, while you were innocent, pure, and good. He couldn't bring himself to look for you, or try to reach out to you, because he had wanted to keep you safe. Especially now that his bounty was 60 billion double dollars and everybody was hunting for him.

But when he saw you in that saloon... and he saw how damaged you'd become... he realized that he'd done had been wrong. So, so wrong. You'd loved him all that time, to the point where his supposed death broke you beyond repair, and it was all Vash's fault. In trying to protect you, he'd been the one to hurt you worse than anybody ever had before.

And now, he had to find the strength to face you. But how could he?

"Your gun! Give me your gun, hurry!"

Vash suddenly heard the frantic, panicked voice of Lina's grandmother, Grandma Sheryl, coming from downstairs. He focused in, wiping the tears off his face as he listened.

"It's Lina, they got her!"

The arguing continued, and Vash knew what he had to do then. Once he'd rescued Lina, he'd talk to you. He'd face you, and finally pay for his mistake.

As Vash dressed and exited his room, he found Wolfwood standing there, leaning against the wall, a cigarette between his lips once more.

"They got (Y/N), too, it seems like," Wolfwood stated, looking surprisingly calm despite having to deliver terrible news, "Guess they thought (Y/N) was a worthy hostage."

Vash's eyes widened, and his gaze hardened slightly, his heart twisting hard in his chest at the thought of you in danger - despite the two years that had passed, Vash still loved you more than anything in his life, and he still sought to protect you. He had thought of you every day, wondering where you were, what you were up to, if you'd missed him...

He had to rescue you and Lina as soon as possible.

With his teeth gritted and his gun holstered, Vash headed out with Wolfwood trailing in his wake.

"Then, let's go get them."

Wolfwood just smirked.

"There's the Stampede I used to know."

[noroi1000]

Yo! Can you do Boyfriend Gojo x Y/N

Where Y/N wears a cute outfit to go out with her friends but every guy friend of her compliments and flirts with her n she innocently laughs n talks with them while Gojo just looks at them n becomes jealous n starts to understand the intentions of her guy friends....When they start come more close to y/n Gojo starts to become touchy cuz he didn't want y/n to wear that cute outfit at the first place but y/n loved it too much n insisted to wear it but she didn't seem to understand the intentions of her friends while gojo could understand Everything n starts to Become more n more jealous...n when all her friends n y/n say their good byes Gojo immediately takes her to their room n teaches her.....hehe

Pls Make it NSFW (I think it was obv)

Thx in Advance 🌟 I will be waiting for the response! ;D

Cute Outfit

cover by @blvckryx

paring: Gojo x reader

warning: Smut, Jealous Gojo

Seeing the guy who was standing next to you while you were waiting for your orders looking at you, Satoru's blood boiled.

And when your friend touched your shoulder and watched your look, he thought it would just explode inside him.

If it was your friend (girl) he would look at it normally.

But since this particular friend is a guy, what else can he do, except stare at him with blades in his eyes.

You were wearing a very cute skirt slightly above your knees and matching color knee socks. In addition, your T-shirt, which you fell in love with more practical from the first impression. That's why Satoru bought you this a few days ago. To watch you smile as you walk around the house with it.

Well, he liked it too. And very much. The way these clothes fit on your body. It's just beautiful and charming.

You've never been afraid to wear what you like. What suits you on your body suits you. No one can judge you because someone thinks it doesn't fit.

You like it. This is the most important.

Your boyfriend loved it. And very much.

He didn't want to admit it, but the first time you put it on and walked around the house in front of him, crouching, bending, adjusting, showing him your outfit from all sides, he only had dirty thoughts. You looked so cute in this. He just wanted to come up to you and touch you.

Now how could he watch some other guy come up to you and want to do something that only he could do?

This guy touched your arm! He was looking at your legs!

Only your boyfriend could do that!

Satoru couldn't remember the name of the friend you were talking to now. But he knew he was your friend. You've been friends for several years, and he knows it.

But how can he not know that someone can't look at the girl of another, better man like that?!

Even if there were even more of your friends around, as well as his friends. He couldn't focus on the conversation they were having. He was just looking at you standing casually next to the counter talking to this guy.

First it started when you met this group, your female friends were telling you that you looked good. And he could accept it.

But when another guy said the same thing to you, he just stepped closer and grabbed your waist. Pulling you closer to him. And that's when this guy noticed that he was next to him. That he is your boyfriend.

Then he left, and showed no interest.

But as he left, another appeared.

He complimented you even if the white-haired man was next to you.

And all you could do was laugh nervously and thank him. These are compliments, after all.

All you could do was stand next to Satoru and thank him for the kind words.

But your boyfriend did not miss that everyone took turns looking at your appearance.

As if they wanted to do more than shake your hand to greet you.

Sure, they could hug you. This is the privilege of the closest friends. But if they did, he would break their necks with a smile on his face.

No one but him can say that about his girlfriend.

Only he can say you look so cute and pretty in this.

Only he can look at the whole of you, and fix his gaze on places of your body that no one else can look at.

It's obvious you didn't want to piss him off.

But you insisted that you really wanted to wear your new clothes for the meeting. You insisted and begged him to finally let you.

That's why, out of love for you, he let you wear it. You both loved that cute outfit of yours.

But now that he was sitting in one place on the couch in the cafe, he couldn't focus on the conversation of the friends who were sitting in front of him.

There were two seats next to him. One for you and one for this guy...

Even if his place was here, he can't let this guy sit next to you.

Will his leg touch yours? This is not possible! That can't happen!

Suddenly, the white-haired man got up and walked over to you, pretending to read something on his phone.

He stepped closer and placed a large hand on your back. Thus drawing your attention away from this guy. Who, when he saw such a tall man as Gojo, muscular, fell silent so that he wouldn't accidentally think that he was picking up his girlfriend.

Even though Gojo had noticed it long ago anyway...

And that's why he came to you now.

Even though you had fun with your friends, you had to forgive him. Because he was jealous and pissed at these guys.

I'm jealous of how nice you talk to them. Pissed at them because they thought he wouldn't notice they were looking at you like they shouldn't.

"Sorry, honey. Can we have our coffee on the way? We have to do something important at home." He said with a small smile. He looked very convincing.

"What is it, Toru?" You muttered as he held your hand.

"This is between us. I don't need anyone meddling in OUR affairs." He looked coldly at the boy still standing next to him.

"Is it urgent?" you asked.

"In my opinion, very urgent." answered you.

Your drinks are served on a tray. And you looked at Satoru.

You believed him. Something happened to him. He was acting a little weird.

You walked over to your friends and apologized to them that you had to go now.

  Coffee in paper cups with lids sat on the kitchen table while your body was bent in half, your chest against the back of the couch.

As your boyfriend's hips were driven hard into yours.

Almost the whole house was filled with the sounds of skin hitting skin. Your moans filled the room.

Wet noises echoed in your ears as his cock moved in and out of your abused hole.

It was important...

He was jealous.

His pissed off psyche hit his rationality. He was telling you everything he saw during your meeting with friends.

And every time he talked about one of your friends staring at your body, his hips sped up. His stomach hit your buttocks harder.

Your skirt was off your body, your bra was unbuttoned underneath your shirt, but your shirt was still on your body.

Your knee socks were down from the way he moved you.

The material is already slightly soaked with moisture that flows down your thighs, down.

Every time you moved your legs to bend them in a different way or move into a different position, he would adjust you so that your thighs were spread far apart. And your ass sticking out.

Such a position was unbearable for your sensitive places.

He put you in a straight line. That's why with every thrust of his length into you, he went so deep right away. Pushing the mushroom tip into your cervix. Hitting your lower abdomen where it felt like he was hitting your skin from the inside out.

Every time you put your hand on his hand, or even on your lower abdomen, just to feel the merciless thrusts, he would take your hand away and put it on the back of the couch.

You were hot in that shirt .

But to him, you still looked cute in it.

That's why he didn't take it off of you.

And he smiled as he watched your buttocks turn red from the constant pounding on them.

But your pussy was sucking him in anyway.

You took your lesson so well.

A little lesson to teach you that you're his girlfriend, and no one can look at your body the way he does.

He leaned down, biting into your neck and sucking. Leaving a red mark.

Which is the same thing that was on your thighs. Assuring you won't be wearing that skirt for a long time. Especially not in a public place.

He made sure there were bite marks and red marks all over your legs.

As soon as his fingers found your clit, he started pinching and rubbing you there. Sending you overseas. And shoving his cock so deep into you gave you an orgasm that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. And with a loud moan, you drenched his muscular belly and thighs with your juices.

Your legs became like jelly, and it allowed him to widen your thighs more. He pushed his penis a few millimeters deeper, lifting your ass so that his balls were laid on your clitoris.

By the time your breathing was completely back to normal, it started pounding on your hips again. Wet clapping surrounded your ears.

"Fuck... You're so cute... So fucking... Cute... That pussy... Fuck!" he groaned as he stretched out and replaced your soft tight walls with his hand.

Turning you around, he pushed you with one hand onto the couch, and watching you lay on your back in front of him, face red, covered in saliva and small tears, he jerking, using your orgasm leak as a slip.

He climbed onto your belly, placing one leg on your other side while keeping the other leg on the floor. A hand fell under your shoulder. His hips jerked out, digging into his fist. Your mouth started to salivate at the sight of the red tip, which is most likely quivering and just waiting to shoot cum.

A moment later, a strong white stream suddenly shot out of its small crevice towards you.

Some of the first stream landed on your neck and cheek. The rest spilled onto your belly and chest. Covering your lovely t-shirt with a hot, sticky liquid.

It won't wash off that easily, will it??

"You look even more adorable now." He laughed breathlessly as he squeezed his fingers on the base of it, pushing the last drops onto your slightly exposed belly. "You can walk around me more often in such a cute outfit."

[owlwithanapple]

Bird & Fox

Chapter 14

"Hachoo!"

A sneeze woke you up from sleep. You sat on the bed weakly and fell back to bed due to exhaustion. Not only feel tired from the big action late at night, also caught a cold and fever after falling into cold water. Damn, you dragged tired body for a long time yesterday. Fortunately, you returned home safely. If you fell on the road, might be picked up as corpse.

"Woof!" Kirin ran into the room with his bowl in mouth.

Oh ya, you have to give him breakfast. You slowly got up, staggered into the kitchen and found Kirin's food. You returned to the living room found he had put the bowl on the floor, looking at you with bright eyes. You touched his head and poured it. You saw he was eating with relish, as he was having a big meal.

You took the leftover food back to the kitchen and put it away. You poured a cup of hot water and drank it. You wondered there was any spare medicine at home that could temporarily relieve the fever and cold. You opened and found a bunch of snacks. It seemed there was no other way, you had to go to find the doctor for treatment. It would be more uncomfortable if you delayed it.

Before leaving the house, you put on mask and hug Kirin. You put on the mask to avoid disturbing others. When you leave and go outside, you see on phone there is a clinic nearby and can reach it by walking. You understand the route then put your phone back and walk in the direction of the clinic. It is really uncomfortable to be sick. You walk unsteadily and vision is blurred.

You admire yourself very much. No matter how tired, you can still arrive at the clinic safely. You open the door step in. After filling in your personal information at the front desk, you sit in the waiting area wait for your turn. After about five minutes, a nurse comes to asks you enter. It is finally your turn. After the doctor gives a diagnosis, you leave and go to the front desk to get the medicine.

At this time, a familiar voice came, "Y/N?"

You looked in the direction, it was your friend's brother Tim, you waved politely, "Hello, what a coincidence."

He looked worried and puzzled, looking up and down at your body repeatedly, "Are you sick?"

You nodded slightly to him, "Yes, I have a slight fever and a cold. How about you?"

He took a pack of medicine put it in his backpack, "I came to get medicine for Dick, he also has a cold."

You coughed twice and exhaled, "Tell him to take care himself."

He curled his lips and smiled, "I should say this, you are sick, if I hadn't seen your eyes, I really wouldn't recognize you."

You remembered you were wearing a mask and long-sleeved clothes, laughed softly, "Hehe, so smart, I'm going back first, bye."

You took the medicine and pushed open the door of the clinic to leave. Tim felt something wrong and ran out of the clinic followed you. You looked back and saw he looked embarrassed and walked towards you. "Let me take you home. I don't want to see you faint on the road."

You pointed in the direction of the apartment and said, "My house is right there. No need to bother you. Bye." After saying that, you walked away, leaving Tim standing there alone in a daze.

Jason POV

A big operation at night, using a lot of manpower to capture a group of wanted criminals. The most bizarre thing is the fox, who is actually in collusion with the police. But to be honest, I really don't understand what the fox's intentions are. Every word she says is not what a decent person should say, but actions are similar what I do. I can't figure out what's going on.

"Hachoo!"

I heard a sneeze from outside , I got out of bed walked to the door open it. I saw a sick Dickhead in pajamas sneezing, holding a box of tissues in his hand to wipe his nose. I remembered he tried to avoid terrorist's self-explosion and save the fox late at night, but both fell into the water. It's a good thing not many people died. The most important now is the famous Nightwing caught a cold, I couldn't help laughing out loud.

Dickhead turned around looked at me when he heard the laughter. "What?"

I put my hand on his shoulder l teased him. "Wow~ A handsome brave knight saved a stray fox. But you are so fucking miserable now~"

He wiped his nose pitifully. "Babybird, don't bully me~

I helped the weak Dickhead to the living room. I saw Bruce sitting on the sofa flipping through the work report with a distressed look on face. Demon brat was doing homework very quietly today. He looked up at me and our eyes met. I looked away ignored him. I didn't want to talk to him since the last time. I was angry because he wanted to reveal my secrets, and rude to Y/N.

I noticed Timbers not here, I sat on the sofa and asked, "Where Timbers?"

Dickhead lying on the sofa other side. "He helped me get medicine from the clinic..."

"TT..." Demon brat interrupted.

I crossed my legs, leaned my hands on the sofa, and complained to him, "Just fart."

At this time, Bruce put down his work and coughed twice, "Ahem, both of you stop."

I glared at Bruce complained with unhappy tone, "Hey, you know he's the one who's looking for trouble, right?"

Bruce held his hand exhaled nodded slightly, with an apologetic expression, "Jason... Actually..."

I raised my hand, opened my palm stop him then leaned on the sofa, "Don't apologize for him."

At this time, Demon brat stood up walked in front of me, his expression was extremely ferocious, "Hey..."

I raised my chin looked down on him, "Say."

He pulled his sleeves, looking reluctant to talk. "When will your friend... come to visit?"

I tilted my head, put my hands on knees, frowned. "Huh? The hell is your business?"

No one noticed Timbers had returned. He handed the medicine to Dickhead and sat next to me. "I'm afraid she won't come for a while."

Demon brat's eyes widened. "Why!"

I looked at Demon brat then Timbers, curious about what he meant. I bumped his shoulder. "Hey, explain."

He looked at me in confusion. "I went to get medicine for Dickhead and meet her in the clinic. She very sick. I almost didn't recognize her with a mask on her haggard face."

I felt distressed after hearing that. I stood up, grabbed Timbers' arm asked nervously, "How is she?"

Timbers shook his head and sighed, "I saw she couldn't walk steadily and I wanted to send her back, but she refused so we parted ways."

Dickhead was still lying on the sofa, and sneezed, "The princess of Babybird is sick~ The world is going to end~"

Bruce took a few tissues wipe Dickhead's disgusting snot, then looked at me said, "Jason, why don't you visit her?"

I looked at Bruce nodded slightly to show I understood. I left and ran back to my room to change the jacket. Damn, getting sick is so popular now. I took out my phone found her number and pressed the dial button. It was third time still no one answered. I guessed she might collapsed at home. I took motorcycle keys from table and left the room. When I went downstairs, I saw Alfred waving at me.

He handed me a beautiful bag with fruits in it. "I don't know what fruits Miss Y/N likes, but I hope these can help her."

I took it politely and smiled at him, "Thank you, I'm going out first."

I passed the hall saw Dickhead waving at me, "Babybird... your baby brother I'm sick too."

I said expressionlessly, "Take care."

I put on my boots, and Demon brat stood behind me with his hands in pockets. We were alone, and I was upset when saw him. After putting on my boots, I stood up stepped on the toes a few times, I was about to leave the house with the fruit Alfred gave me. At this time, he finally told me what he had been holding back for a long time, "I hope your friend will get well soon..."

I looked at him with a questioning expression, "Huh? Did I hear it right? Are you possessed?"

He pouted and looked away, "TT... I'm just concerned about her health."

I pulled him in front of me. "If you have the time to care about her, you might as well reflect on what you said last time."

I threw him there. Before opening the door, I heard him mutter to himself, "I am..."

I left the manor and rode my motorcycle to her apartment. The more I thought about the fact that she didn't answer the phone, the more I worried about how seriously she was ill and whether she awake now. However, it was useless to think about it. I arrived at the downstairs of her apartment building, wondering how I could get in without access card. I lay on the motorcycle tried to call her again, but no one answered.

I stepped into the lobby decided to give it a try. After fixed my hair, I walked to the front desk, put my things down, and politely asked the receptionist, "Hello, can you help me?"

The receptionist's eyes lit up and looked at me. She quickly fixed her hair, stood up from the chair, waved to me with a smile, and said, "Hi, how can I help you?"

I noticed her behavior clearly showed she liked me. I was happy but didn't show it. The receptionist was pretty, but it was pity that I was not in the mood. "My friend lives on the 12th floor, No. 9. Is she home now?"

"Is she your girlfriend?" The receptionist looked at me expectantly.

I smiled and leaned my hand on the front desk. "Nah, I'm single. But I have something urgent to do with my friend now. Can you?"

She blushed when she heard what I said. She didn't stop working hurriedly checked the information on the computer. Then she told me, "She just came home, seems unwell. She usually greets people, but today just waved and left."

I understood what Timbers said, "Then can I go up to see her? Actually, she ordered fruits from me. I waited for her long time but didn't come to pick them up, so I came to here."

I handed a bag of fruit, she checked to make sure there were no other illegal items, and gave me a pass "This is a pass to the 12th floor, it can only be used today. Please remember to return it before leaving."

I took the pass and winked to her "Thanks, good girl."

Before I left, she wrote down her contact and handed to me "This is my number, can we have cup of tea next time?"

I took a look didn't think about taking her seriously, but she helped me as a courtesy, I put her note in my pocket and waved goodbye "Keep in touch."

She followed me all the way until I stepped into the elevator pressed the button for the 12th floor. As soon as the door closed, she looked very sorry but full of joy. To be honest, I really no interest. After all, she is the type who is easy to get. She sees the men handsome and speak in sweet words. If she wants to sex directly, she will be the first to take off her clothes.

After reaching, I left the and looked at the trash can on the side. I took the note from my pocket, crushed it and threw it. I feel sorry for she expecting me, but I have a special person in my heart now, the only rare girl I have met in my life, the one I want to possess the most, and I’m not interest in this kind of weed.

I arrived and rang the doorbell. There was no movement inside, no response, but I faintly hear the barking of a dog, which should be Kirin. I tried turn the doorknob found the door was not locked. I opened it directly and saw her lying on the floor of the living room. My mind went blank and a feeling of fear spread over me.

I closed the door and rushed. I held her in my arms and asked nervously, "Hey, Princess, are you okay? Can you hear me?"

She opened eyes slightly and looked at me, "Hey..."

She closed her eyes and fell on me. I put my ear close to her chest heard the sound of her heartbeat. I was relieved instantly. It was good that she was not dead. I picked her up and took her back to the room to rest. From her current condition, she seriously ill. I put her on the bed and pulled a chair sit beside her bed. I took off my gloves, wiped the sweat from my palms, and touched her forehead. She had a fever.

I got up and walked into the kitchen. I saw a pack of medicine given by the doctor on the dining table that had not been opened. All the medicines were marked to be taken after meals, which meant she had not taken the medicine yet. I thought about applying ice to her to cool her down. I opened the refrigerator and there was no fever-reducing patch, but there were a lot of ice cubes. There was no other way, I could use the traditional method to solve it.

I walked into the bathroom find a small bucket to fill with cold water, and I noticed her bra and panties hanging behind the door. I felt a little embarrassed. I couldn't help imagine that kind of scene when I saw her lace bra and panties. But can't judge a person by appearance. I knew she had a great figure, but I didn't expect her measurements to be so amazing. I was careless and underestimated her. She was a fucking sexy hot figure.

The water flowing out of the bucket, I quickly turned off the and took the bucket to the kitchen. Before that... I couldn't resist my desire and took another sneak peek at her bra and panties. I saw many women's bras and panties on the bed, including naked. Only her bra and panties, although they were the common lace type, many scenes emerged in my mind.

Ok enough, I suppressed my desire went back to the kitchen. I poured ice cubes into cold water and soaked a small towel in the cold water. I took the things to the room and put them on the floor. After making sure the small towel was cold, I wrung it out and folded it put on her forehead. I sat on the chair beside the bed, holding her little hand tightly and stroking it gently. I felt the same way. No one had taken care of me when I was sick, and now it made me want to take care of her even more.

Y/N Pov

A chill hits you, even you were feeling uncomfortable now, this chill is so reassuring. You open your eyes slightly and see someone holding your hand. You look in the direction, and saw Jason sitting by your bed. You wonder how he got into the house, but you don't feel like thinking about unnecessary questions now.

His face looks tired, it seems he must be very tired from working the night shift. You hold his rough hand tightly, and he notices you opened your eyes. His worried expression turns into a gentle smile, he moves closer and touches your messy hair. You are deeply moved by his actions and can't help but smile, he also smiles when sees it.

Before you speak, he spoke first, "Hey, princess. How are you feeling?"

"Feeling better." You said with a smile.

He soaked the small towel in cold water again, wrung it out and covered your forehead with it, "Sleep a little longer and you'll feel better. You haven't taken your medicine yet, is there anything you want to eat?"

You blurted out "Ochazuke tabetai..." in a daze and fell asleep.

(I want to eat green tea over rice...)

Jason was confused, "Ocha?"

Jason Pov

I was confused. Before she went to sleep, I heard what she wanted to eat. But it was in Japanese, I couldn't understand. I used my phone type in the pronunciation and found Ocha means tea. Do need to drink tea when sick? Or is there any dish made with tea? I searched and saw a Japanese dish made with tea.

The recipe is written like this: Brew tea first. Boil water, add kelp and bonito flakes, add salt, and make soup. Mix the tea and soup in a ratio of 7:3. Then cook rice. Put sour plums and sesame seaweed on the rice, and pour tea soup on it. Finally, it's done.

It seems like a simple cooking method, but I'm not sure I can do it well. I rarely have the opportunity to step into the kitchen, let alone daily cooking. I have only eaten sushi in Japanese cuisine, and never cooked a pot of Japanese cuisine myself.

I scratched my hair. I didn't know the result until I tried. I decided try to make it according the recipe. She sick and her sense of taste was not good. Even tasted bad, she probably wouldn't able to taste it. What the hell was I thinking about? Be more confident, Jason Peter Todd. To conquer a girl, you must conquer her stomach first. Why the hell was I thinking about all that? The first priority now is make her eat and take medicine.

I put the basic ingredients on the table. I swallowed because nervous. I put the rice in the rice cooker and cooked the other ingredients. Generally speaking, it simple to make it according the recipe, but lost in appearance. I served a bowl of what I made and tried a bite to taste it. I chewed it in my mouth. I couldn't tell whether tasted good or not, but the tea taste was a bit strong.

I served her another bowl of rice to try, hoping she wouldn't mind my poor cooking. I took the medicine from the table and took it to her room. I put my bowl on the table with hers, and put the small towel on her forehead into the bucket. I shook her gently and whispered to wake her up. She opened her eyes looked at me, then smelled the tea.

Y/N Pov

A faint smell of tea hits your nose, Jason helps you sit slowly on the bed. He takes a bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks and hands them to you. You take it and smell it. It is the Ochazuke you have always been thinking about. The smell reminds you the taste of your hometown. You put the bowl to your lips and taste the tea carefully. Tears can't stop falling from your eyes. It's not tastes bad, just you miss the time you spent in hometown.

Jason sat on bed in panic to comfort you. "Sorry, I didn't expect so bad! I'll go out buy you something else to eat."

You looked at Jason's nervous expression and laughed. "You misunderstood. I'm not crying because it's bad."

He stroked your back gently. "Then... why?"

You clenched the bowl of Ochazuke in your hand. "My family is poor, and the food I eat most often is Ochazuke. It's also one of my favorites."

He moved closer and gently stroked your tears with his fingers. "Really..."

You covered your mouth with hands and laughed. "But I didn't expect you really cooked it for me."

He puts his arm around your shoulders and lets you lean on, saying awkwardly, "I... just want be nice to you... what can I do?"

You rub his shoulders, "Then if you get sick in future, I'll cook for you."

He looks at you with a happy smile, "Really?"

You nod and smile, "Really, I'm not lying to you."

He can't take back the smile on his lips, "I'm really looking forward to the day when I sick."

You bump his shoulders, "Damn!"

He held his belly and laughed, and you laughing with him. He sat back in the chair, holding the spoon and Ochazuke began to eat voraciously. You laugh because it was the first time you saw him eat Japanese food. You took a sip of the tea felt so warm, then gently stirred it with chopsticks and ate it. He followed your way of eating, as he was adapting to the local customs.

After the meal, he handed you the medicine and warm water asked you to take the medicine on time. He left your room with a small bucket and a bowl after eating. You put the medicine in hand and poured it into your mouth swallowed it before drinking water. You lay back on the bed and a feeling of sleepiness came over you, proving the effect of the medicine began to show. You realized it was such a reassuring feeling to have someone take care of you whe sick. You closed your eyes continued to fall asleep.

Jason Pov

I poured out the thawed water, poured new cold water into the bucket, poured ice cubes in, soaked the small towel and returned to the room. I saw she had fallen into a deep sleep, her complexion had improved a lot. This was a good thing. I wrung out the small towel and covered her forehead, then used another towel to wipe the sweat off her neck.

I noticed she was smiling in her sleep, I laughed quietly in case she suddenly woken up by me. She looked like a baby in her deep sleep, and I suddenly had an inexplicable thought. I gently patted her little hand, just like my mother used to coax me to sleep when I was young, then I fell into a very deep sleep, the kind that could sleep until dawn.

I approached quietly and carefully, holding my breath and kissing her cheek secretly, giving her a goodnight kiss. She just slept quietly without any scruples or defenses. Even we are the kind of friends, we should have the basic awareness of keeping a distance from the other person. If I were a pervert who couldn't suppress emotions and desires, maybe I would be the lustful wolf who ate a harmless little rabbit.

I stretched out my rough hand and held her little hand tightly, "My little princess, I wish you a good dream."

I let go her little hand went to the living room see a sleeping Kirin. I gently carried him to Y/N's room. I went into the kitchen to wash all the dishes and put them aside to dry. I returned to the room sat quietly while taking out my phone to look at it. I suddenly thought something very important. I forgot to ask what she wanted to eat for dinner. I looked at her sleeping face chose to put the question behind me and ask it when she woke up.

Y/N Pov

In the evening, you woke up and found the small towel on forehead was no longer cold. You heard a snoring sound coming. You saw Jason sitting on a chair next to you, sleeping soundly, and Kirin sleeping beside his feet. You sat on the bed looked at their sleeping faces with a relieved expression. It was a peaceful scene that healed people's hearts.

You took out the thermometer to measure your body temperature, and you recovered from the cold. You got out of bed and walked out of the room quietly, saw the house was clean. There were several small towels hanging on the balcony, which the towels Jason used to cool you down just now. These small towels meant he had changed several towels for you. He was unexpectedly careful and thoughtful.

At this time, the phone in the living room rang, you hurried to see it was his phone ringing. It showed that Bruce Wayne's call. You took it into the room try to wake Jason up, but he already sleeping and snoring non-stop. There was no way to answer it. Wonder if something urgent that needed to be dealt with.

You press the answer button "Hello, Mr Wayne."

Mr Wayne was surprised and coughed twice "Hey, Y/N. How are you? I heard from Tim that you sick."

You smiled and said "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, thanks to Jason's care."

You can hear Mr Wayne sighing with relief "Great. Where is Jason?"

You look at him sleeping in the room "He's asleep, I'll wake him up now."

He smiled "No, no, I called to ask about your situation. Since you are okay, I am relieved. My eldest son just caught a cold and a fever too."

I stood on the balcony and chatted with Mr Wayne "Dick is sick too? The recent flu is terrible, I hope he recovers soon."

"Dad, his friend?" At this time, you heard Damian's voice coming from next to Mr Wayne.

"Yes. What's wrong?" Mr Wayne said in a puzzled tone.

"Can I talk to her?" Damian suddenly said, and you were surprised to hear it. "

You can hear Mr Wayne mumbling from the phone, can hear it clearly "Don't say the wrong thing again, you and Jason's matter is not resolved yet."

Damian blurted out "I know."

You feel a little pressured. Talking to a child like him who has a bad temper, you still have to greet him politely "Hello, is it Damian?"

"Yes." He answered calmly, and the topic ended immediately.

You are thinking about what to say next, he interrupted and said "How is your illness?"

You are confused, the sudden concern "Oh... Thanks to Jason's care, I'm almost well."

After a moment of silence, he said "Would you like to visit manor when you get better?"

Nani? Did you hear correctly? You didn't understand, but you still answered him calmly, "Okay, no problem. See you, I'll bring Kirin play with you."

He was quiet for a while then said in a happy tone, "Okay, no problem. Take care, bye."

He hung up the phone... You looked very surprised. How could he suddenly become so well-behaved? You couldn't believe what he said. He suddenly cared about you, and you were almost scared to death. Is it really going to rain red today? Or he possessed by evil spirits? Jason must be informed this matter, you ran back to the room in panic to wake Jason up.

You slapped Jason's face, "Hey! Wake up!"

Jason was awakened by your slap. He fell off his chair and woke up Kirin who was sleeping soundly. He sat on the ground with a confused look on his face. "What?! What the hell is going on!"

You put his phone on his face. "Is your brother possessed by a ghost?!"

He took the phone back with a confused look. "What do you mean? Which brother?"

You said nervously, "Damian! I just talked to him on the phone."

He sat up and grabbed your arm. "What the hell he say?! Did he hurt you?"

You shook your head nervously. "He said when I got better welcome to visit the manor..."

He blinked a few times, with a question in his mind. "Huh? Really?"

You nodded quickly and held his hands tightly. "Yes! Really!"

He looked away, with a serious expression. "Maybe he really was possessed by a ghost... I'll go home and take a look later. If it's true, I'll find someone to exorcise it."

You hold your cheeks, with a surprised expression "Oh shit..."

He touches your head comforts you "It's okay, I'll inform Bruce first."

He takes out his phone find Mr Wayne's number and presses the dial button. He turns on the loud speaker so you can listen to it. After a while, Mr Wayne answered the call, and Jason's first words were "Hey Bruce, your son is possessed."

You are holding back your laughter, Mr Wayne silent for a while and then says "Dick is sick, not possessed."

Jason clarifies "Your youngest son, Damian Wayne. He asked Y/N come to manor when she recovers."

Bruce silent for a while, and suddenly heard him shouting "Tim, help me see if Damian is also sick! Jason said he was possessed!"

You heard Tim "What! No way! Holy shit!"

"The house is haunted!" You heard Dick scream.

"Go to sleep!" Mr Wayne yelled.

Jason hung up the phone looked at you after hearing the mess at home. You both couldn't help but burst into laughter. You now know their family has such a funny side. It's so rude to Mr Wayne's family, but it's so funny you and Jason can't stop laughing. Next time you go to Mr Wayne's manor, you really don't know what expression to use to face them.

After laughed enough, you leaned on his shoulder, "Ha... That's so funny."

He also laughed, "Fuck... Shit..."

You both looked at each other at the same time, and suddenly it felt so weird to meet eyes at the same time. You seemed a little overwhelmed and avoided him, Jason blushed and avoided your gaze. There was air conditioning and fan in the room, but your body felt hot. You thought it was awkward, you should not lean on his shoulder, he noticed and directly hugged you to prevent you from leaving.

The momentary happiness turned into a subtle mood, and you didn't know what to say in response. He whispered to your ear, "Sorry, stay like this for a while and I'll go back, okay?"

You were in a state of confusion when you heard he was going back. He had a home and should go back, but you didn't want him to go back. It was the loneliness and emptiness were bothering you. You accidentally blurted out, "Can't you not go back?"

His body trembled, you stole a glance at his face, which became even redder. "Erm... This is too sudden."

You hurriedly moved away from him, shaking your hands and explaining, "No! It's not what you think! You see, it's already evening, I mean to ask you if you want to have dinner together before going home..."

For some reason, your face was so hot, could it be the fever hadn't subsided yet? You stole a glance at his current expression, and his face was still red. You lowered your head didn't dare him to look at it anymore. He coughed to ease the atmosphere, "I can stay for dinner... If you don't mind."

You closed your eyes and shook your head, "I don't mind! The Ochazuke you cooked is delicious!"

He was so surprised that he gritted his teeth and scratched his hair, "Really... As long as you like it."

It's damn hot now. You can't figure out whether it's the fever or the temperature change in the room. You blush and swallow, put your hand on his arm move closer to him. He sees your hand running across his arm, his breathing becomes a little rapid in his confusion. You realize you are not in the right mood and withdraw your hand.

He suddenly blocks your eyes with his hand, preventing you from seeing his expression. You can feel his breathing is disordered, you sit up straight nervously, not even daring to bend your back. You pinch your trembling hands, scared and confused because you can't see everything in front of you. His hands are also hot, and you are increasingly confused about whether these temperatures are yours, his body, or the temperature of the room.

Jason Pov

What the fuck is going on now! Why is the rhythm between us suddenly messed up! I have no idea what the hell is going on now! Why are we both in such a passionate situation! My breathing rate is so chaotic, my heartbeat is constantly accelerating, all my emotions are fucked up by her.

I blocked her view prevent her to see my expression. I don't know what she thinks of me, but she doesn't have to show she wants to be eaten by me, it's fucking erotic enough to increase my lust. Calm down, Jason Peter Todd. Calm down the fuck, don't cross that line, once cross it, you can't back to the beginning.

"Sorry..." I exhaled, and her lips showed a look of confusion.

It's just a topic for dinner, don't let your mind wander to other things, okay? It's damn hot, the room is hot, but actually my body that's overheated. I stared at her lips for a while, when I got close to her lips, I could feel each other's breath. Or I could just kiss and confront her, but the response might not be what I expected.

I backed off, I didn't dare to kiss her when I thought about the future. Her lips were right in front of me, I only needed to touch them lightly. It was such a simple thing, but I couldn't take that step. I was afraid of how she would look at me in the future, and our relationship would become distant and couldn't go back to original life.

I couldn't help myself, I kissed my hand that was covering her eyes and let go. Her eyes were full of charming eyes, which I liked the most when she only looked at me. What a beautiful girl can make me crazy. A disease can make me upset. A simple sleeping face can make me feel happy and confused.

My princess... What kind of spell did you cast on me to make me so fascinated.

"Jason? Are you okay?" She put her hand on my face with a worried expression.

I was confused like an idiot, but calmed down. "Sorry, was distracted. I'll ummm… bathroom first and cook for you. Wait for me."

I put my hand on the door looked back at her. She noticed my face and smiled brightly, which touched my heart. I really wanted to hug her in my arms. I opened the bathroom and stood in front of the sink, staring at myself in the mirror. I took some water and splashed it on my face try to wake myself up. Wait, bathroom... I looked behind the door and saw a set of underwear and panties...

"Fuck you..." I said to myself. I have never felt that underwear is so attractive and sinful in my life.

I left the bathroom and heard noises coming from the living room. I saw her and Kirin playing. Seeing how active she was, I didn't have to worry about her anymore. I stood aside watched her and Kirin jumping around. She hummed a Japanese song and clapped her hands while dancing. It was so healing today. Seeing the person I love the most so healthy and beautiful showing her lovely and charming side in front of me.

She noticed me standing aside and watching. She walked towards me with Kirin in her arms. "Kirin, do you want to play with daddy?"

I pointed at myself in surprise. "Me? Kirin's daddy?"

She smiled and said, "Yes, Kirin likes you very much. He even sticks to you when sleeps. I envy too much."

I teased her playfully. "Are you envious of Kirin sleeping with me, or jealous of not being able to sleep with me?"

She pouted and whispered, "Both."

This feeling so fucking exciting, it's just too blissful! I happily leaned over looked at Kirin, "Kirin, why don't you play with mommy first, and daddy play with you after cooks dinner, OK?"

"Woof!" He wagged his tail happily.

Then she acted like a spoiled child with a pitiful expression, "I want eat ice cream~"

I laughed and pinched her cheek, "You better go and rest, or I won't buy it for you."

I saw her sticking her tongue out at me then went back to the living room to play. It was so healing to be amused by her funny expression. I went into the kitchen get ingredients to prepare dinner. She hadn't recovered yet, so better made some light food. While I was cutting the ingredients, my phone rang. I put down my work and took out my phone. Dickhead calling, and I pressed the answer button.

"Babybird~ Didn't you come home for dinner? I miss my baby brother~" I could tell from his voice that he l still sick.

I put the phone to my ear and pressed it with shoulder "Nah, I have something to do tonight. I will go back to my own home after I finish my work, not to the manor, so don't have to leave dinner for me."

He sneezed and said sadly "You are biased! Take care of your girlfriend! Not your dear brother."

I complained angrily "Damn Dickhead! Alfred and others at home, not enough people to take care of you?! Do you want to ask Bruce to call even the private doctor!"

He suddenly laughed "Eh? It's not pure friendship between you two?"

I said embarrassedly "Fuck you! Shut up!"

His laughter came from the phone. This guy was sicker than expected. He suddenly muttered, "Y/N such a lucky girl~ Babybird takes care of her so attentively."

Suddenly I thought something to bully him, "Oh... I forgot, you don't have your dearest Kitsune lying by your pillow to take care of you."

He choked on his saliva and coughed, "Bastard Babybird!"

I laughed at him, "Oh ya, if Kitsune was naked at this time, then lay on your bed, using her seductive body to warm your bed, maybe would heal faster, I'm not wrong, right?"

He coughed even harder, "I'm hanging up!"

I teased him again, "Don't make weird noises in bed at night, be careful Kitsune hears it."

"Babybird!" I hung up the phone as soon as he shouted.

"What's wrong?" She poked her head out curiously.

I laughed and said, "Dick hasn't recovered yet. I just bullied him."

She pointed at me smiled wickedly, "You're so mean~"

I put my phone back in my pocket, "He's unlucky. Ah, and... I'm a mean person to begin with."

Chapter 14 End.

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Koisuru Scramble - Chapter 2

Writer: Nishioka Maiko Translation by: Sophie // Proofread by: Mirei

NOTE: I EXPLICITLY PROHIBIT USAGE OF ANY PART OF MY TRANSLATIONS ON ANYTHING THAT RELATES TO AI.

This story is fully voiced in-game! You should read while listening to it~

Episode 8: After School Rumble!

< A lot of things have happened since then but… one day amidst their normal everyday life— >

Hajime: (Let’s see… Which one of these should I pick…)

(Don’t think of this as just a measly seat change! My beloved comfortable school life lies on this blind draw! Of course I’ll be fired up!)

Airi: He~y. Earth to Hajime~ There are still people waiting behind you, you know? You’re taking this wa~y too seriously.

Hajime: Ah, sorry sorry~ I just don’t know which ones will have good or bad placements, so I'm just at a loss on which one I should pick.

Airi: Well, I feel you~ I wish I’ll get a seat at the very back near the window. Perfect spot for an aftie nap!

Hajime: Aftie nap? Hold up, you’re not planning to live off my notes right before exams again, are you?

Airi: Teehee~ ☆

Hajime: Don’t give me that~ Take your notes properly at least, please.

Airi: Yes ma’am~ But anyway. Go, go! Just pick one already.

Hajime: I can sense an ominous result… Well, whatever.

Hm… Okay, let’s do this one!

Let’s see. Seat number 14…

Number 14… Number 14… Ah, it should be this one. Right beside me is…

Miki: ……

Hajime: (K-Kurose-kun?! Are you kidding me?! Why did I pick a seat beside him, of all places?! What to do… he looks like he’s in a really bad mood. This is awkward…)

……... [ Her gaze is darting all over the place. ]

Miki: ……...

Hajime: (Oh God. Our eyes just met.)

Miki: …… (Glares.)

Hajime: (Eeeek–?! H-He’s so scary! Do you really have to glare at me like that?!)

Miki: What? Quit staring.

Hajime: S-Sorry…

(Ugh. Do I really have to be seatmates with him, of all people?)

(I bumped into him twice the other day because I was so clumsy. I'm sure it left a bad impression on him. And I’m pretty sure he hates me.)

(But now that I remember it, I wasn’t able to properly apologize to him for that, right?)

(Being beside him is the perfect chance to do just that. I wonder if me being seatmates with him is some sort of divine help from God…)

Mm. Okay, let’s do this.

U-Um, Kurose-kun!

Miki: …What?

Hajime: (visibly flinches)

(No, no. Don’t be a coward, self!)

The other day, I… I was so clumsy that I ended up bumping into you twice, so I’m sorry for that. And well, I wasn’t able to properly apologize for that so it always bothered me…

…T-That’s all.

Miki: ……

Hajime: (I’m so ready to be told off but… this silence is so unnerving…)

Miki: Don’t mention it. I mean, I have my own share of carelessness too, so, my bad, I guess...

Hajime: Huh…?

(Um… Did I hear that right? Is he really apologizing..?)

Miki: …You didn't get hurt after that, right?

Hajime: (Uh… I’m not sure I follow but… did he really notice me?)

Nope! I’m all fine and dandy! I’m not that fragile.

Miki: Hm. Then that’s good.

Hajime: ...Hehe~

Hajime: (I thought Kurose-kun is a scary guy but… maybe he’s actually kinder than what he shows.)

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[ School bell rings. ]

Airi: Hajime~ Let’s go home together—

Oh, hold on. Why do you still have your notebook and pen case with you? Not going home yet?

Hajime: Ah, sorry. I’m gonna hit the library today so you can go ahead first.

Airi: Library?

Hajime: Yup. I thought I should get my part in the group work done and over with. It’s hard to do it without references, so I have to stop by there.

Airi: Oh, that thing~ I’m in charge of compiling everything in place, so I can't really do my part if everyone won't be there.

Welp, guess I should leave you to it. I’ll go ahead now~ Bye bye~

Hajime: Mhm. Bye bye!

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— And, there we go. That should be enough references.

Okay, let’s get this over with~

(Flipping through the material.)

(I wonder if this layout makes it more pleasing to the eyes… Or maybe this one?)

Hm…

Eiki: I think this one is better.

Hajime: Eh?

Eiki: ……... ♪

Hajime: N-Nakaouji-kun!

Eiki: Shh. We’re in the library. Look, the librarian is shooting us daggers.

Hajime: Ah, I’m sorry…

(whispering) And um, what brings you here?

Eiki: I saw you deep in your thoughts and contemplating quite hard, so I thought you’re stuck in making some sort of decision. Was I wrong?

Hajime: Well, um, you got that right, but… what I meant is what are you doing here?

Eiki: Oh. I was doing my own research for something when I saw you, Koino-san. And then I just thought I’d make myself comfortable and sit beside you.

I know I should’ve asked this before I just sat down, but… do you mind if I join you?

Hajime: .........

(Wait, wait, hold on! Be still, my heart!)

Eiki: Is that a no?

Hajime: Oh no! N-Not at all!

(But oh God I don’t think my heart is ready for this! The right side of my body feels completely frozen with him right beside it!)

Eiki: I’m glad to hear that. Well, I’ll continue making myself comfortable.

Oh? Your group picked this particular era to talk about? This seems like one of the eras that didn’t have that many major events, isn’t it?

Hajime: Is that right? Well, it was a unanimous decision between all of us, so I haven’t given much thought about it. But now, I’m realizing that I don’t know a thing about this era at all, so I’m kinda regretting just going with everyone’s flow.

I think we’re the only ones who chose something like this. I’m pretty sure the others picked more popular eras out there.

Eiki: Come to think of it, Miki said something about discussing the announcement of Edo’s end.

Hajime: Miki..? Are you referring to Kurose-kun? You guys are close?

Eiki: Yes. Well, we’ve been neighbors since we were children. I guess it’s more appropriate to call it being basically just stuck with each other because of that very fact. Ah, you spelled that one wrong.

Hajime: Oh, you’re right. Thanks for pointing that out. I see, so you guys are like that. It must be nice to have a childhood friend~ I wish I had something like that too~

How about you? Which era did you guys pick?

Eiki: We’ve chosen the Sengoku period. For some reason, the samurai freaks have gathered in our group. They’re all raring to map out the old Japan during wartime.

Hajime: Ahaha. Oh gosh, what’s up with that? But hey, it sounds really exciting.

Eiki: Doesn’t it? Even I am starting to look forward to it.

Hajime: Um…

Eiki: Hm?

Hajime: If it’s okay, can I ask for more of your advice on whether my work makes sense or not? Ah, but it’s okay if you can’t! I don’t mind!

Eiki: Fufu. You really didn’t have to be so formal about that. But to answer your question: sure, if you’ll have me.

Hajime: Thank you.

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[captainnait]

Go ahead, infodump about Bob from Headrush. No one is stopping you

3:11 pm, 5/20/2024

You will not believe how big of a smile I got when I first saw this ask 😭😭 Like I'm genuinely so happy to talk about him, thank you,,,

Anyway, you don't need to ask me twice 💥

(Yeah, a lot of rambling under the cut, hehe)

— One of my favorite canon facts about Bob is that he REALLY hates emoticons. He mentions it two times: one time in a question, where he refuses to read out loud the category name, that is just an emoticon, and instead just calls it "that. . . thing" or smth, and the other time is in the "Don't be afraid to express your emoticons" Headrush category, where he just straight up tells players to be cautious of people who use emoticons 😭

Either he had a terrible experience with someone who used emoticons. . . Or his old man brain just doesn't understand them. Or both idk.

— I don't know if it's just an Andy Poland thing or not (it's probably is, but still—), but I just really like the way he can change up his voices so quickly. My man can literally go from "uwu im so silly" type of voice to LITERALLY the most brutal and manliest voice imaginable in just a span of a few seconds, and I think that's INCREDIBLE.

If we talk about Bob specifically though, I really like how silly his voice sounds at the end of the round, when he says "bye-bye" or other similar to that lines. It just makes me giggle, okay,,

— I don't remember the full context behind this image and the question it is from, but. Yeah. Huh.

[For some reason Tumblr just doesn't let me put this image in, but it just a screenshot of the game with red words written on the screen, saying "Bob has a "thing" for Barney"]

It's also pretty funny, since a few rounds later I got another Barney question ("Even Purple Dinosaurs Have to Die... Someday"), and Bob didn't sound really amused by it lol

— There are a lot of lines in the game, where Bob jokes/admits that he feels pretty lonely and/or isolated, which is very interesting, considering that he doesn't seem as a very introverted person or someone who doesn't go outside much.

I don't have any specific speculations on why he is like that, but I think (headcanon, I guess) that it's something that he grow up feeling like and, perhaps, still haven't grown out of it.

— In "None of the Smoke & All of the Cancer", Bob says that he finds smoking to be "sexy". It isn't very clear whether if he meant it as a joke or not, so. Eh.

— A lot of people said it way before me, but. . . This man has major dog vibes. Like, I can't pin down specific things that make me think like that. It's— It's just the overall vibe I get from him lol

— I'm pretty sure I've seen someone already make a post about it (I'm not sure though), buuuut it's pretty fascinating to me how little sexual interest Bob shows in women (compare to other hosts in the series, at least) and how little he cares for "mushy" stuff in general, valuing friendship/platonic bonds a lot more.

This probably could stem from what type of game Headrush is, since it's aimed for a younger audience - teens, who probably don't really care about love in that young age. But yeah, just an interesting thing to thinking about while in a shower.

— His relationship with Old Man is pretty weird, because he both shows extreme violence and, yet, somehow, some type of respect towards him? Like, there are moments were he shouts, yells and doesn't mind kicking Old Man for his annoying shenanigans, maybe even having a way easier time with it than other hosts. But then there are a few rare moments, where he actually doesn't mind Old Man at all and would even listen to his stories with a genuine interest.

Of course it's not something completely new to the series, but it is also makes me fairly curious, since I feel like this is the game where we get to see a lot of Old Man's personality and how he influences those around him (in the case of this game (99% of it) - Bob lol)

. . . That's it, ig. For now, i feel satisfied)

I also would really like ranting about Milan and his weirdly homoerotic relationship with Bob, buuut I need to get all the TTwM clips first, so. Yeah. That'll have to wait 💥

[stars-n-zeds]

Hiii I really enjoy your tugs ocs, and I was wondering if you had any other fun facts or doodles of them.

@6lovelytenders (because the fact you can't send asks from a sideblog infuriates me)

aahhh thank you sm for liking them!! they’re very much my beloveds [also yes it is very aggravating you can’t send asks from sideblogs but that’s another time]

this is my actually decent first attempt at a half-body design for mockingbird! and if you're wondering yes that is boo perched on her

Mockingbird is GREAT at mimicking bird calls [obviously like her namesake] and it’s a little quirk she picked up from living upriver since there were so many more birds at her old port.

She also has very extensive albeit pretty useless knowledge about all sorts of animals, whether they be land, air, or water.

Mockingbird is biromantic! She likes guys and gals.

She’s taught Boo a few basic words like hello, friend, bye, and trouble. He’s been trained to come back repeating “Trouble, trouble!” whenever he spots something wrong, like a ship needing help and similar situations.

She's VERY quick to defend Sea Rogue whenever anyone tries to bring up the pirate situation upriver since word of it got there. Hell no is anyone gonna try to accuse her older brother of being an actual damn pirate. [i do want to do a post ab this in the future hehe]

Boo is also very fond of bringing Mockingbird trinkets, making a neat little pile at the top of her dock that is specifically off limits for workers who clean her off every now and then.

Contrary to popular belief, Boo doesn't only hang out with Mockingbird [even though he does a majority of the time] and actually will hang out with Zebedee too, as he's the only one of the Z-Stacks that doesn't flip out when he lands on them [besides zos of course, she doesn't really care].

Boo also has a weird feud with Top Hat since the railway tug really doesn't like birds, but he knows better than to make a snide remark about the crow whenever Mockingbird's around otherwise he'll definitely get an earful. [or whatever the tug equivalent of ears are]

In more general headcanons, here's what I imagine both Mockingbird and Zosteria's voices to sound like!

Mockingbird-

Zosteria -

[very VERY different from each other but they fit both characters pretty well]

While Zosteria does look pretty intimidating and it can be a little difficult getting close to her since she's so tough-shelled, once she lets her walls down a bit she's a great listener and gives pretty good advice.

She definitely has a soft spot for younger tugs and tries to look out for their well-being, even from afar.

One rule of thumb that you should always remember when you're around Zos is to never try to wake her up after a long day unless it's absolutely necessary. Because you'll have a considerately grouchier and angrier Zosteria on your hands, which is is not a very fun time.

Although she'll never admit it aloud, Zosteria has a big soft spot for dogs. She's the one that pushed [well, more so forced] Captain Zero into giving food scraps to the small packs of stray dogs that live around and in Bigg City Port, and she secretly hopes one of them will imprint on her hard-shelled captain one day. One day!

She has a very sarcastic and dry sense of humor which is very true to the current situation of the 1920s/1930s.

Zos doesn't really tell the story of her scar that often because it's source is actually pretty stupid, and she finds it funny listening to boats come up with some WILD ways she got it.

Zosteria is very AroAce. No romantic or sexual relationships for her, the only ones important to her are platonic ones.

Though it might not seem like it from first glance, Zosteria has many, many stories she's willing to tell to those who want to listen.

I didn't mention this on Zos's main bio but she also considers Lillie as a decently close friend. Zosteria and Hercules are the main ships Lillie sees from her point at Dem Der Rocks, and it's always nice to just meet up there and talk whenever they want a little bit more time away from their fleets. [although Zosteria is always quick to skedaddle whenever Lillie and Hercules want to be alone with each other]

Something else I also forgot to mention is that Zosteria and Zip are supposed to be a reflection of Hercules and Ten Cents, mostly because I love the younger switcher sibling looking up to their older ocean tug sibling VERY much.

i'll probably make more as i develop them [and hopefully others!] more, but that's all i got for now :)

[liviavanrouge]

Blast to the Past: Bond

And what's small turned to a friendship

Livia: *Stares at Leah concerned* Are you alright princess?

Leah: Pearl.....I don't know

Livia: *Takes Leah's hands in hers* It'll be okay..

Leah: *Grips her hands silently* Thank you...

A friendship turned to a bond

Livia: *Hugs Leah's arm, walking beside her*

Dawn Knight: Lady Pearl, Princess..

Leah: *Nods in greeting to him*

Livia: *Nods to him* Dawn Knight

Leah and Livia: *Walks past him, heading to the garden*

And that bond will never be broken

Epel: Bye Pearl!

Livia: Cya, you stay safe

Epel: You too!

Livia: *Hurries to Leah's room*

Leah: Pearl!

Livia: *Jolts in surprise when Leah grabbed her hands with sparkling eyes* M-Morning...

Leah: MORNING!

The love will never get lost

Livia: *Carries the princesses cloak*

Leah: We should go to the garden!

Livia: Yes, it is sunny out, we should..

Leah: *Smiles at her and nods* Yay!

Livia: *Chuckles*

And when sisterhood come first

Livia: *Walks through the festival*

Dawn Knight: This is amazing Lady Pearl, your mirror is astounding

Epel: *Laughs* It really is

Leah: *Looks around amazed* Woah, Henrik would never have let me come here

Livia: *Grabs Leah's hand, grinning as the two ran off* Come on, let's start there!

Then the line will never be crossed

Livia: *Stares at the training knights frowning*

???: Pearl?

Leah: *Stares at her looking amazed*

Livia: Huh?

Leah: ..you....glow underneath the sun so beautifully..

Livia: *Perks up surprised* Oh thank you...

Established it on our own

Livia: You can't let him lock you up here!

Leah: He's not gonna let me disobey him that easily..

Livia: Leah, you are a princess! Fight for your right as that!

Leah: You really make me wish I had your bravery Liv

Livia: *Grabs Leah's wrist, pulling her out the room* Then I'll be there beside you!

When that line had to be drawn

Henrik: Excuse me

Leah: I refuse to be locked inside like this!

Livia: *Glares at Henrik*

Henrik: ...I see your new maid is being a bad influence on you

Leah: I made this choice myself!

Henrik: I doubt it..

And that line is what we reached

Leah: I want more freedom Henrik!

Livia: You have no right to confine her to her room!

Henrik: I knew you were awful

Livia: *Gasps as two guards grabbed her arms*

Leah: PEARL!!

Livia: GET OFF ME!! *Throws the guards back, thorn vines surrounding her*

So remember me when I'm gone

Henrik: You're a witch...

Livia: *Snarls at him, her eyes glinting*

Leah: *Moves in front of Livia* Leave Pearl alone Henrik and I will be going out more often!

Livia: *Flips Henrik off following Leah*

How can we not talk about family

Livia and Leah: *Laughs sitting on a small wall, chatting with each other*

Epel: I feel jealous...

Dawn Knight: As am I...

Leah: Oh you have a black cat!?

Livia: Yes but he's the sweetest thing

Leah: AWWW!

Livia: *Laughs, smiling at her*

When family's all that we got?

Livia: *Lays on her stomach in Leah's bed kicking her feet as the two gossiped about some stuff she picked up while working*

Leah: Oh my, you're joking!

Livia: I'm not, one of Herik's soldiers really did do it! Boy did the Dawn Knight give him a whooping!

Leah: Sounds like him hehe, he doesn't let things so unjustified!

Livia: Amen for that! *Laughs with Leah, smiling*

Everything I went through

Livia: *Sweeps around the courtyard stones, her hair in a ponytail*

Livia: *Perks up, her eyes widening*

Dawn Knight: *Kneeling beside her, holding red roses* Lady Pearl*

Livia: *Looks past him seeing Leah give her thumbs up causing her to giggle*

Livia: Thank you Dawn

Dawn Knight: *Smiles and nods*

You were standing there by my side

Leah and Livia: *Holds hands, walking through the village wearing disguises*

Livia: *Smiles walking to a stall* Two hot dogs please with a side of fruit

Leah: *Smiles as Livia handed her a hot dog* Thanks

Livia: *Nods, walking beside her* Oh let's go look at the puppet show!

Leah: Oh yay!

And now you gon' be with me for the last ride

Livia: *Grips the horses reins*

Leah: Livia, Epel, wait

Dawn Knight: Livia, we have something for you as a show of sincere gratitude...

Leah: *Opens the box, revealing a bracelet with aurora jewels studded in them* It'll protect you from bad things!

Livia: *Stares in surprise as the bracelet was slipped onto her wrist* Thank you..

Leah: *Hugs Livia, smiling* Thank you for being thrown to our time, Livia...I'm glad I got to be friends with you

Livia: *Smiles hugging her tight* Best friends forever...

@anxious-twisted-vampire @yukii0nna @writing-heiress @abyssthing198 @marrondrawsalot @zexal-club

[ariannalitvin]

this is the most drawing i've done in years, please someone see this

Hi, so, I drew all the oc's I could remember I made, so, here they are!!!! Starting with my first OC ever, Luella Callie Roza! Born into old money, she began her clothing company at 16 and grew to stardom by 24. (27 currently.)

And now my most used OCS. Arianna Wallen Litvin! You know her. If you don't, She's my oc for the sea beast. Heir to the throne of Whiterock, goddess of the ocean, and a retired hunter. (27 as of this photo.) ((You get a cookie if you can guess whose dress she's wearing, hehe. Only hint you get is it's from a musical :3))

Francesca Aikawa (Japanese name is Amatsuki Aikawa) Is the daughter of Arianna. She is my Yandere simulator OC and I use her quite a lot in scenarios. Working as the historian of the student council, she's charged with the task of keeping track of the past activities that the school partook in and keeping them organized. Among other things. She is 18 as of this photo. (She's the only one I drew with two eyes cause she was the first one I drew and I kept getting more and more tired.)

Lola Katelynn Wallen. She's my cuphead OC. I really don't have much to tell you about her. She works as a bartender and entertainer in the Devils Casino, sometimes working at the tables. She has a friend, her name is Alyssa, she's not my OC though. She's also King Dice's sister. She is 22 as of this photo. (Not really, they just see each other as siblings.)

Now, for the long-forgotten OCs... and the ones I TRIED to forget.

Tamara Blats (Nickname: Tammie) is my... we don't need to talk about that. Anyways, she lives in the snowy regions of her universe, taking care of her late husband's house and pets. She has an obsession with wolves and big dogs in general, so she wears a wolf cape hood type thing. She lost an eye in battle. She doesn't always look this mean. I promise. She is 21 as of this photo.

yikes, now it's the FNaF OC.... erm anyways Zhylas Yvonne Adelinde, a close friend of the Afton family, occasionally watched them while their parents worked, and worked as a day guard at the dinner. Can't say much cause I really don't remember much about her. 23 in this photo.

And now... the one I was dreading telling you about, but I already drew her so...

Zayla Raimunde, or Zayla Reed if you don't have time to learn how to say her last name, is... my... piggy oc... Yes, the roblox game. I had a weird obsession with it. Anyways, lived in wherever Germany was in the piggy universe before the time of the infection, and moved to wherever the hell the camp took place. Idk, I'm tired and give up trying to remember her lore. Didn't remember how she looked so I made her an emo teenager. 19 in this photo.

Anyways, never drawing that much again, bye

[waterlogged-detective]

💜 and 📢 for darcy and the contrarian hehe

Hell ship! Hell ship! Hell ship!

💜- What’s their favorite memory of the other?

Okay so this is so dumb but I like to imagine the way they met is related to an old ask meme about what an oc would talk about for a one hour lecture, and Darcy's was "just talk shit about different kinds of art until someone tries to climb on the stage to fight him".

Anyway I imagine JC just showing up to random lectures to debate people, and Darcy's is that day and he's immediately having the funniest lecture of his life. Whole thing just devolves into them debating random rapid-fire topics way over time and then subsequently doing the same at dinner. Having the time of their lives, sharing wine, ganging up on anyone who tries to cut into their talk. Romantic things. Everyone else left about an hour into the lecture because it felt too much like flirting. Scandalous.

I got off topic but I know for a fact that they both love that memory and also that they say that they don't.

Also Darcy remembering the time JC straight up annoyed a dude to death at a party. He thinks about it when he's sad because it makes him laugh and is when he personally fell in love but anyway bye

📢- What is something one of them never listens to the other about?

See this is a bit of a tricky one because on one hand it can be assumed that they don't listen to *anything* either of them says but really I think that they do for ammo later because they're both pretty good listeners when it comes down to it. You can't tell me a guy who debates literally everyone for fun would just tune something out that someone says? Hell nah he retains that shit for later. Doesn't mean that he actually takes it to heart, but he does retain it.

Same for Darcy but in an "overtly malicious" way.

Which is to say, that they listen to everything but they don't necisarily *listen* to anything.

Unless, of course, they do listen to the thing that they are not listening to.

Obviously.

[fatuismooches]

greetings, miss smooches ~

it's been a good while since i last sent something in your inbox, what a good day to make a return ^-^

i came here to send my best regards in celebration of the new year so, happy new year suzu bubs! 🤍 i hope this year treats you with utmost kindness and love and i wish you the very best with it, you'll see a mini me cheering you on in spirit throughout the entire year ~

not ( actually will ) be sappy, but i am so so glad i managed to have such a sweetheart of a moot and honestly a friend at this point at least in my eyes. i know the both of us haven't been mutuals for very long, but the times where we were chatting together through your inbox or my reblogs really mean a whole lot to me <3 i remember just discovering your blog again back in june last year, keeping up with the puppet's lessons and seeing your in which you're just loving dottore like no other. seeing you in my dash just puts a smile on my face really, and i am so glad i gathered the courage to send you an ask that day ^-^

giving you lots of hugs bub! thank you for being such a huge inspiration for me and also a really sweet individual. take care and here's to a year hopefully full of fun for both of us~ oh! and dot passes on his regards to you too, naturally <3

— signed, ayame.

HI YAME DEAREST! It has been a while efkbfrefj i missed seeing you pop up in here! (I also hope you're feeling better now since i know you had a lot of stuff going on! ❤️❤️)

I too wish you all the best for the new year! I hope you're blessed with all the wonderful things in this world, otherwise, you'll find me in your pocket fighting all the bad things away 🤭💥💥 (Kuni too of course, I'm mostly there for extra support)

EFBFEJKBE STOP YAME YOU'RE MAKING ME BLUSH 🥺🥺 I REALLY DON'T DESERVE THIS MUCH PRAISE!! i should be thanking you for being my lovely moot hehe I'm so glad you sent me that ask too because I'm shy and bad at reaching out first to others fbejfbe. (And the me loving Dottore part... HELP i think that's what I'm know for at this point bye 😭😭) (and i still remember how you sincerely motivated me to finish the Kabuki series, I'm always thankful for that 💗)

Thank you for always making me smile and all Yame :)) Here's to a wonderful year together (and lots of Kuni brainrot hm?) Speaking of, I'm glad I'm not the only one excited for his birthday 🥹🥹 I'm quaking in anticipation! I want to see his art and letter so much! (I also can't believe it's been a whole year) (racer Kuni needs to save me too)

[jungshookz]

june's drabble poll!!

well it's not TRULY a cee comeback if i'm not reviving the monthly drabble polls where all the stans tear each other apart and i watch behind the scenes with a thing of popcorn while stroking an evil cat on my lap

if you're new here and have no idea what this is or if you just don't remember how this works (tbh i also forgot how it worked for a second but it's okay i figured it out) here's a quick breakdown of what's happening:

drabble polls take place at the beginning of each month where you guys get to choose what you'd like to read because we are a TEAM and i can't pull all the weight around here c'mon now

there are always four options! usually it's one newbie and three of your already existing favourite characters but sometimes i spice things up just for the drama <3 (as you'll see in this poll)

each character gets three chances to win before they get tossed into the bye bye bin!! for example if i plunk advicecolumnist!joon into the poll for june, july, AND august and he still doesn't come out on top in all three then i will have to fire him unfortunately (but there is still potential for him to have baby drabbles)

votes will always take place on my twitter!! i don't count any votes that come into the inbox so please do not drown my inbox because i can't swim D: and also voting is live about ten minutes after i post the options here on tumblr!

i think that's it but u know where to find me if you have any questions <3

feels so good to be back!! let's do this!! here are your drabble options for this month (even though we're already nearing the end of june but shhhh):

🖤 option one:

following the devastating, extremely emotional breakup with jimin, it takes everything within you to not burst into tears in front of everyone when word on the grapevine says he went out on a date with nayeon over the weekend.

balletteacher!jiminiverse;

sfw // hurts-so-bad-but-that's-what-makes-it-good angst!

featuring a fragile y/n trying her best to keep it together and a stubborn jimin trying his best to make it seem like he's unbothered!

🗞️ option two:

namjoon's the head of a popular love and sex advice column and he receives at least a hundred different letters a day, so you decide to (jokingly but also very seriously) send one in to ask for advice on how to handle a big-time crush you have on someone... that someone being him.

advicecolumnist!namjoon (newbie!!);

sfw // honk honk humour! soft soft fluff!

featuring hardworking coffee girl y/n who's pretty much willing to do anything to get handsome namjoon's attention!

⛱️ option three:

it's summer time, which means it's jungkook's time to shine... and after all this time, y/n still doesn't know how to deal with the amount of attention he gets as his reputation as the hot, sexy, omg-i-want-him-so-bad lifeguard.

lifeguard!jungkookiverse (returning to my wattpad roots to honour 2018!cee bc i've been too hard on her lately);

sfw // honk honk humour! soft soft fluff!

featuring a flustered y/n trying to contain the green-eyed monster inside of her and an oblivious as ever jungkook!

🍹 option four:

putting on a smile while watching ji-eun cuddle up to jungkook is already hard enough, but when y/n is (reluctantly) invited to come to jimin's massive end-of-semester party, she can't help but feel even more out of place.

smitten!jungkookiverse (calling all my feral smitten fans...)

sfw // honk honk humour! i-want-to-rip-my-lashes-out angst!

featuring a tipsy jimin finally letting y/n know why he doesn't like her and a long awaited important conversation between y/n and jungkook!

here's the link to my twitter to place your vote! (don't be shy, click the follow button hehe)

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[nkogneatho]

Girlie!! I saw ypur post on qsn for self ship. How did you ppl meet. 😳

Im new to find your blog so, if you have already answered this sorry for asking.

Maybe you could tell the anniversary date that was planned. Or the monthversary if its not been that long!

˙.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐐𝐍𝐒

hey hey hey baby. i've answered how we met before. you can find the full story here. But lemme tell you what happened after we started living together. we didn't connect immediately. it was hard with such different personalities and on top of it he's older than the museum. but he became protective of me overtime. i started cooking for him, mostly my comfort foods and he pretended that it was not really that good but he always left the plate clean. sometimes even sneaked in seconds when i wasn't looking.

i smoke mary jane so i brought some home since i found this dealer and he told me he's only done it once and he doesn't even remember why or exactly when. so i lit it up, took a bump and gave it to him. he coughed a lot in the start and i started laughing but he got a hang of it. fast learner i guess. fifteen minutes later we were baked asf and i was so touch starved. the night was silent and there was something in the air that we didn't know. we locked eyes for a moment then our lips crashed faster than the speed of light. the room was filled with kissing noises and i got on top of him, rubbing against his boner. well we were so high that we fucked all night.

the next morning was awkward but i am super animated and i know how to whoosh away the awkwardness so i was making up conversations but he didn't seem to be interested. i just let it go then and he went to work.

i spent all day in a good mood, cleaning and then preparing dinner for him. he liked my miso soup and soba noodles. i jumped in happiness when i heard the doorlock clacking and i ran to the hall but my smile dropped immediately. he had a woman next to him. well...she was all over him tbh. it wasn't long till i understood the situation.

"oh you didn't tell me you had a roomie," she said. and he was just looking at me with the worst expression and it made me feel pathetic. like he was pitying me.

" uhm i am sorry. i didn't know he was bringing a guest. i'll be in my room. you two can continue. bye." i controlled my tears and ran to my room. toji felt a sting in his heart but the woman dragged him to the couch while she kissed him. he was on top of her but he quickly retorted.

"i am sorry. i can't do this"

"but you're the one who brought me home. ugh whatever." she was pissed off and she left.

toji opened the bedroom door and luckily my tears were dried up but the redness in my eyes still gave it away.

"oh that was fast. i thought you could come all night. wait...are you here to tell me to leave?"

"pasi—"

"am i disturbing you guys?"

"pasi listen—"

"oh fine i'll leav—" i couldn't even complete my sentence because he was once again all over me, kissing my mouth, pushing his tongue in.

"i hate you." i cried. "i fucking hate you."

"i know. i am so sorry. i was just scared because you're so fucking precious and i...honestly i don't deserve you."

"you don't get to decide that, motherfucker."

"i know...just i am so sorry. lemme make it up to you." AND YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THAT HEHE

and about the anniversary, we've been together for 2 years now. we do like fancy stuff sometimes but every anniversary night, toji cooks for me and we decide to give each other handmade presents. since there's nothing precious more than a gift made with love