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hurting-fictional-people · 3 years

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I *l o v e* the cellphone prompt you just rbed, it'd be 👉👈 pretty dope if there was a continuation where caretaker manages to find them

Aaah, I'm so glad you do 🥺

So, the starts aligned and I got inspired by this prompt by @witchfindergeneral66 and the prompt for day 9 of @whumpmasinjuly (look at me) and this happened

I hope you like it Anon <3

Continued from here

When Caretaker kicked the door open, Whumpee thought they were dreaming. Hallucinating. It wouldn’t even be the first time.

Except in their dreams, Whumper never dropped the cattle prod and grabbed a knife with wide eyes and low brows, taking a step forward. In their dreams, Whumper was never there – only in the nightmares.

Limbs still twitching and soft sobs still slipping out of their lips, they could only watch from the ground as Caretaker bared their teeth and pounced on Whumper. Whumpee’s eyes fell closed even before their captor fell backward, and stayed that way when noise filled the house, squeezing their eyelids when pained groans replaced the thuds of flesh hitting flesh.

There was still pain. Electricity still coursed through their veins, not gone even after the cattle prod was pulled away, making Whumpee’s moans join the cacophony of a fight they could barely understand through the haze of pain.

Between dream and reality, fear and hope, Whumpee didn’t realize the fight had ended until gentle fingers cupped their cheeks and a voice from a past they wish they could forget called their name.

Instead of the happiness that voice would have once brought, there was only anger seeping into their bloodstream, wiping away the last traces of electricity.

“Whumpee, love, please open your eyes, please look at me,” Caretaker said, and in the darkness of closed lids, Whumpee felt their head being lifted and lowered onto their lap. “I found you. Please, I finally found for you, Whumpee, you just have to open your eyes, come on love, come on.”

So they did. Even if they didn’t want the bright light to hurt their eyes and that despaired face to fill their vision, Whumpee had been well taught in how to follow orders.

“Wh-Whumpee,” Caretaker whispered when their eyes met, a shaky smile spreading across their lips. “Hey.”

In their dreams, there was never a need to wound and scream, not when Caretaker looked at them like Whumpee was their very salvation.

But that wasn’t a dream, and when Whumpee blinked at Caretaker’s relief, there was only anger waiting to come out.

They didn’t let it. Not at first. Instead of allowing venom to drip out of their mouth, Whumpee kept silent as Caretaker helped them sit up, slight twitches making them tremble and whimper in a soft voice that wasn’t theirs before Whumper.

They didn’t bother looking at the unconscious body lying in a heap in the corner, just like Whumpee’s had so many times before – didn’t even care if Whumper was dead or alive. All they needed to know was that Whumper lost, and Caretaker won.

But Whumpee didn’t.

“I missed you so much, love,” Caretaker breathed, arms opening in invitation as they reached for Whumpee.

Before they could touch sensitive skin or ragged clothes, Whumpee flinched away. Made themself small, hideable, prepared.

Caretaker stopped. Pulled back and let their arms drop to their sides, so much sadness filling their eyes that Whumpee couldn’t hold themself quiet any longer.

“Whumpee, I’m so s–“

“No. You don’t get to, to come here and look at me like this. Not after all this time.”

The words came out low, shaky, scared, but there. Said out loud, thrown at their face.

Whumpee drew in a deep breath and kept their eyes glued to Caretaker’s, trying to convince themself that there wouldn’t be a punishment for snapping, not from them. Still, they shivered when only heavy silence echoed around the room and no fists were raised. And then anger returned, filling the space where fear lay a moment before, forcing the dam of resentment to rupture and flood them both.

“You told me you’d always be there for me. You said you were never going to leave me, and then you weren't there when I needed you the most,” Whumpee choked out, voice growing into a roar, delighting in the guilt spreading across Caretaker’s face. “Do you know when I broke? When I truly broke?”

No answer left Caretaker’s parted lips, but Whumpee didn’t need one. Not after the door where every feeling had been so painfully locked away was unlocked, not after they had already started.

“It was when I chose you. I chose to let you go, to let you forget me and move on and I didn’t say anything on the phone when I could. And then there was only Whumper. No more hope or love or care to keep me from breaking, only pain and fear and humiliation after that. Now look at what they did to me. Look at me! I chose you and you never came and now I’m ruined.”

“But I came,” Caretaker whispered with tears streaming down their cheeks. “I came Whumpee, I’m here.”

“But I’m not,” Whumpee cried, holding their knees against their chest, searching for something, anything, to hold on to, to keep them from floating away into memories of agony and helplessness. “You are too late, I’m broken, I’m lost, I’m, I’m, I’m– you were supposed to protect me.”

With the echo of every single dream and nightmare from weeks and months and years of terror, Whumpee cracked. What little of their heart, soul, or whatever held them together that wasn’t yet destroyed crumbled down, and they fell forward.

Caretaker was there to catch them.

For once in so long, they were there to hold Whumpee against their chest when the sobs started, and tears wet both their clothes.

The anger didn’t abate. In the arms of the one who failed to keep them from harm, Whumpee knew it was too late for them to be saved, but there wasn’t fear in the embrace and that was enough for now.

Even if Whumpee’s screams would forever echo in their own ears, there were warm arms around them and they didn’t squeeze until there was no more air, so Whumpee buried their head against the crook of Caretaker’s neck and tried to believe it when they said no one would ever hurt Whumpee again.

#whump #whump writing #rescue #rescue whump #angst #whumpmasinjuly #angry whumpee #captivity #mentioned torture #cattle prod #electrocution #i'm going through a phase of not knowing if i like the stuff i write #but i also kinda like it #and then i don't #and then i do #and then-#so. very sorry if this is bad... i can't tell anymore :')#i enjoyed writing it tho so i guess that's what matters right?

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siswritesyanderes · 3 years

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hii,, trans anon here idk if u got my ask but aaa ty 4 this it made me feel so validated,, I would love to request uh reader coming out to tom? and him punishing ppl who misgender him if thats ok w u!! thank u sm <33

(Aaah, I hope this came out okay! I didn’t want to take so long.)

Your hands and your voice were shaking a small but noticeable amount as you expounded on the truth of yourself. Tom found himself fixating on it; he thought it endearing, at first, that you were so nervous, because it meant that his opinion, his verdict, mattered to you. (As it should.)

But as you elaborated further, and he came to understand the source of your nerves, his mood shifted.

Under normal circumstances, he would have been bothered that you had told your family before telling him, but given the nature of the news and your distressed state, he was instead just furious, enraged, that they had upset you.

“Come here,” he said, and you warily drew closer. He pulled you into an embrace, his eyes staring darkly out the window of the abandoned classroom you were both occupying even as the side of his face nuzzled gently into your hair.

Comforting you was the immediate priority, because he didn’t like to see you upset, but certain things would have to be corrected once you felt better.

His arms were tight and secure around you, and he was satisfied to feel you ceasing to quiver. Melting into him. Good boy. Very good. With one hand, he stroked your back, up and down your spine in a soothing pattern, and with the other, he raked his fingers through your recently-shorn hair. (He understood, now, why you’d cut it. He would make sure that one of his followers did that for you next time. Such things shouldn’t be your job.) You relaxed even more, all of the tension leaving your muscles, just as you should, in his arms. Mine. My own.

“Will I be calling you something new?” he asked. Even he was feeling calmer, now; the feeling of your heartbeat so close to his own had that effect on him. It didn’t extinguish his rage that someone had bothered you in the first place, but it ensured that he wouldn’t be so swept up in it that he killed them straightaway.

Which was good, because he had other plans for them, and killing them was only the last.

“I thought of a name,” you said into his robes.

“Let’s hear it, then.”

You told him your name. It wasn’t something he would have chosen, as he enjoyed the more opulent, unique pureblood names (and you deserved an opulent name, because you were his), but it fit you well, and he would allow you that choice.

“I’ll see to it that that is the only name you hear from now on,” he assured you, in that matter-of-fact way he had of making services sound like mere tasks, so that he could never be accused of kindness. “And you'll sleep in the boys’ dormitory tonight.”

“Are there enough beds?” you asked, and he laughed aloud:

“Carrow would sleep in the lake if I told him to.”

So, you had a bed in the boys’ dormitory for your first time since starting at Hogwarts. You turned in early, the first night, for fear of being stared at by the other boys, but when you awoke, they were all very friendly (almost fearfully so, as if they thought they’d burst into flames if they failed to say “Good morning” soon enough) and quick to call you by your correct name even when the sentence didn’t call for use of your name at all. No one even called you by your surname, anymore; it was strange…and very pleasant.

Tom lurked closer to you even than before, likely due to a combination of having increased access to you, in the dormitories and the lavatories, and his vigilance about making sure no one said anything untoward.

The first person who “conscientiously objected” to using male pronouns to refer to you vanished from two days’ worth of classes and returned (without explanation of the disappearance) pale, trembling, and unwaveringly polite.

But that was just Tom’s equivalent of sending a warning.

After that, all bets were off.

Every “slip of the tongue”, every thoughtless comment, even instances when people failed to wish you a good afternoon when they greeted everyone else, was followed by a disappearance, and this time they didn’t simply return to class a few days later, shaken up; now, they had to be found, suddenly dangling from the highest point in the owlery a week later, or suddenly in some spider-infested cupboard after two weeks, or suddenly rescued from the Black Lake by a pair of curious mermaids a month later still. Every one of them terribly hoarse, as if they’d been screaming a great deal, for an extended period of time.

They never could explain how they’d ended up in such places; the most coherent of them could only spout out something about a door suddenly appearing in the middle of an empty wall, and something about being locked in a room for a long time. Every investigation into the matter was inconclusive; most of the victims came from different Houses; the only strange commonality between the cases was the fact that every victim was adamant, upon waking, that the first thing they had to do was apologize to you, but you had an alibi for every single disappearance.

You didn’t voice any suspicions about Tom (or to him), partially because there was no point; he had covered his tracks well, and anyway, his efforts had worked. Most everyone was vigilant, to the point of distraction, about addressing you in the correct ways.

You slept in the boys’ dormitory, washed in the boys’ showers…you were being treated, for the first time, as exactly who you were.

#male yandere #yandere tom riddle #tom riddle/reader #trans reader #male reader #possessive #protective

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mammonprotectionsquad · 3 years

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FIRSTLY, your cosplay looks amazing 😭second, can you write another teasing scenario but it's mc embarrassing seven instead? 👀

Aszuvrd aaah thank you so much! That really means a lot to me 🥺💕

And oooh boy, this was pretty fun to write 👀 I hope you enjoy this too, sweet anon! 💖

Calling it a night

Seven x Reader

From the first moment on that you managed to fluster Saeyoung, it easily became one of your most favorite things to do. His reactions were just too cute!

Though doing it in person was definitely way better than only doing it over the phone. Because then you were able to see his face turn red. Something that only made him even more adorable.

So you made it a game to try and see how fast you could get him to blush.

No matter where you were. Alone at home, grocery shopping or out with friends.

Currently, you were out with the RFA, simply to catch up with everyone and enjoy a nice night with your friends.

And while it was no secret that Saeyoung liked to be touchy with you, constantly having his hands on you in one way or another, he always kept it PG with others around.

You had other plans for the night, though.

When you reclaimed your seat next to him, after helping Zen get some drinks for everyone, your hand casually rested on his knee. Slowly moving up, until you squeezed the inside of his thigh.

His knee jerked up and hit against the table, making everyone look at him. As expected, his cheeks were quickly tinted pink.

You, on the other hand, put on an innocent expression, as you met the betrayed glare of your boyfriend.

Oh and that was only the beginning.

You were never shy to plant kisses to his neck, and when you knew the others weren't paying you two any mind, you even went as far as leaving a small mark on his skin.

"Baaabe... Stop teasing me like that. It's mean!", he whined, though at the same time he was actually leaning into your touches.

"I'm not teasing, I'm affectionate" , you hummed.

But as you were just about to lean in for a kiss, Yoosung was the one to start whining this time.

"We all know you two are cute and all. But could you please have mercy on the ones that are still single?"

Saeyoung and you exchanged glances, before you looked back at the blond boy.

"No can do ~", you said in unison. Causing Yoosung to let out a long sigh.

Suddenly an idea hit you and you smiled widely as you got up. One hand extended towards your boyfriend.

"Come on! You promised that you'd dance with me!"

There was no doubt that he probably had an idea of what you'd had in mind. Still he got up and took your hand, letting you pull him along to the dance floor.

And maybe, just maybe, you swayed your hips a little bit more than you usually did, to accentuate the swaying of your skirt.

As soon as you were in the middle of the dancing people, you didn't hesitate to move closer to him. Your hands slipping into the back pockets of his jeans and giving a light squeeze.

Something that drew a surprised squeal from him, cheeks turning a brighter red than before.

"T-that's not dancing, you know...", he spluttered.

"Mhm, we're getting there. Don't worry. But I'm really enjoying this."

For a bit, you two were mostly swaying to the music, though after a while you turned around, your back firmly pressed to his chest and one arm moving up to wrap around his neck.

"You're doing all this on purpose, aren't you?"

You couldn't help but smile when you felt his hands on your hips, his lips brushing along your neck.

"Mhm~ But you don't seem to mind too much right now."

You tilted your head to glance up at him.

"You know... As much as I like your outfit, I also can't wait to peal you out of that shirt, later."

You nearly purred, at the same time grinding ever so slightly into him. Just because he was also starting to be affectionate and a bit bolder right now, it didn't mean that you were done teasing him just yet.

Your actions actually drew a quiet groan from him and you were basically able to feel his flush, with the heat radiating from him.

"That's it."

Suddenly, it was him to grab your hand and drag you along. Back to the table your friends were still sitting at.

The two of you were met by curious glances and away from the colorful lights on the dance floor, you were finally able to see that Saeyoung's face was rivaling his vibrant, red curls.

"We have to call it a night. Y/N hurt her ankle while we were dancing."

Before you even had the chance to think about calling him out on his obvious lie, he threw you over his shoulder. Of course making sure that your skirt wouldn't ride up too much.

You started giggling, using your current position to squeeze his butt once again.

Something that led to you getting a light pinch to your thigh in return.

"Bye, guys!", you called out and waved at the rest of the RFA, who all looked rather amused about the scene playing in front of them.

It was safe to say that if you teasing Saeyoung in that kind of way would always lead to him kidnapping you like that, you had to maybe consider doing it more often.

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katierosefun · 3 years

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I'm in love with ur fics ESPECIALLY sickficks!!

what about "shh, shh. I promise I'll stay here" for cw Obi-Wan and Anakin? (bonus: forehead or temple kisses pleeeaase??) 🥺❤️

aaah, thank you for the kind words, anon!! // from these prompts

lowkey like...part 1 of this prompt

Anakin looked up when the door opened.

“Obi-Wan?” Anakin asked, putting down the datapad. “Everything okay?”

Obi-Wan just clung to the doorway. He stayed there for a moment, and Anakin was beginning to wonder if maybe his former master was just…sleepwalking when suddenly, Obi-Wan rushed for the refresher.

Anakin blinked. He hadn’t expected that, but then he heard knees hitting the ground, followed by heaving and retching sounds that echoed past the refresher door.

Anakin hurried over to the refresher and found Obi-Wan shaking, his hands just barely gripping the edge of the toilet bowl.

“Get out,” Obi-Wan said, his voice ragged. “Anakin—”

The rest was lost as Obi-Wan heaved over the toilet again.

Anakin smelled the vomit a moment later. He knelt down next to Obi-Wan and patted his back. Obi-Wan coughed a few times, his grip on the toilet slackening. Anakin just waited through it all, alternating between rubbing Obi-Wan’s back and keeping him from giving out.

While Anakin did that all, he couldn’t help but notice how much narrower his former master’s frame was. How much more easily he seemed to sink under Anakin’s hand. Anakin closed his eyes, thinking about the state he had found Obi-Wan back…before. The cuts and bruises on his face, then his neck…

Obi-Wan groaned, lifting his head.

“Feeling better?” Anakin asked. He lifted the handle, flushed.

Obi-Wan fell back on his haunches. Even though Anakin knew it wasn’t possible, Obi-Wan looked even slighter than he had a moment ago. His chest rose and fell unevenly, and when Anakin drew him away from the toilet, Obi-Wan flinched.

“Didn’t…” Obi-Wan swallowed, winced. “Mean to—”

“Like you had any control over that,” Anakin said. He lifted his hand to Obi-Wan’s forehead. Obi-Wan closed his eyes briefly. “You’re burning up.”

Obi-Wan drew back. “I’ll be….”

Anakin waited for the next word—fine, but it never came.

Anakin just looked at Obi-Wan. “I’m getting you water,” he said.

With that, he stood up. He walked out of the refresher, headed into the kitchenette. He found a glass, filled it with cold water. When he returned to the refresher, Obi-Wan was leaning against the wall, his eyes closed.

He looked exhausted.

Anakin sat down next to Obi-Wan and passed the water.

Obi-Wan’s hands shook. Anakin guided Obi-Wan’s hands instead, and when he finished drinking, Obi-Wan coughed again.

“Do you need—” Anakin started, but Obi-Wan shook his head.

“Not going to vomit,” Obi-Wan murmured. “Just…”

He didn’t finish. He didn’t seem to want to finish his sentences at all, Anakin noticed.

“Okay,” Anakin said, setting the glass on the floor. “We’ll see about that fever then…”

“You shouldn’t—” Obi-Wan’s head lolled towards Anakin. “Go—you’re…tired too.”

“And leave you here?” Anakin asked. He looked away. “I’m not doing that again.”

“Anakin…you didn’t leave.”

“I did,” Anakin said to the floor. ‘Or…I let them take over.” He looked at Obi-Wan. “Don’t argue with me on this one. Point is…” He nodded to Obi-Wan. “I’m staying here. So don’t try to talk me out of it.”

Truthfully, Anakin thought that Obi-Wan would argue with him more.

Obi-Wan just closed his eyes. His head sank to Anakin’s shoulder, and Anakin paused.

Did he just…Anakin looked down at Obi-Wan.

Obi-Wan was sleeping.

Anakin sighed. He turned back around. He would wake Obi-Wan eventually and actually do something about the fever—maybe force him to take a bath, which he could probably use after…everything.

Anakin looked back down at Obi-Wan. He leaned over, kissed him once on the forehead. Obi-Wan didn’t stir.

“I promise I’ll stay here,” Anakin said quietly. “You can count on that, Master.”

#my fic #day 2 of these fever prompts!#ani and obi #okay i've got like......7 of these pre-written from last night #so i'll be posting them t/o this morning #but first i just gotta do some real life things #but i will be back in like another 2 hours!#likes are nice but reblogs are rad

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langdxn · 4 years

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45,47, and 50 for either duncan or michael please?thank youuuu!!❤️

Aaah I’ve wanted to write Duncan for so long! Thank you so much anon! ❤️

“Go your own way. And do your own thing” // “It doesn’t have to be this way” // “But I’m saying that I’m sorry”

You had successfully avoided Duncan for 67 days.

67 long, torturous days.

“My son doesn’t need you around anymore,” Annette barked at you down the crystal clear line. “He’s in love with someone and you’ll only complicate matters. Stay away from Duncan, that’s not a question.”

Annette caught on all too quickly that you had serious feelings for your best friend Duncan Shepherd. The dinner dates became almost daily, going on for so long Duncan had to pass a wad of notes to the maitre d’ to keep the restaurant open for you both. The goodnight texts drew into the early hours as you stayed up to speak to each other, sometimes falling asleep on FaceTime. The weekends away together became more grandiose, penthouse suites in Paris overlooking the Tuileries gardens where Duncan insisted on sleeping on the couch.

You hoped Duncan would notice before anybody else.

“Mom, I’m in love,” Duncan smiled from ear to ear as mother and son met across the pristine kitchen island. “She’s the one!”

Annette wasn’t immediately overjoyed that she would lose her son to marriage and his own family, but in the cutthroat world the Shepherds grew around them, it was inevitable.

One obstacle Duncan’s domestic bliss didn’t need, according to Annette, was his female best friend he’d known since college. The press would be merciless, jumping on them every time they met for coffee or passed on the street.

She had to go.

Unfortunately for Annette, you couldn’t stay away from your favourite coffee shop in downtown DC for long.

“Y/N, is that you?” The gentle male voice behind you in the coffee queue made your heart sink. “I was starting to think you were avoiding me.”

You turned in slow motion and your eyes fell upon the tall brunette, wearing your favourite leather jacket. He looked so effortlessly flawless, it pained you to breathe the same oxygen.

“Du—Duncan, hey,” you scratched your head nervously. “How… how’ve you been?”

“I’ve missed you!” He grinned warmly, pulling you in for a hug. “Did you change your number? I’ve tried calling so much.”

Would the truth hurt? Probably.

“Yeah, I changed jobs,” you hung your head, hopelessly avoiding eye contact with those oceanic eyes.

“What?! No way, you left that magazine? But you loved it there, they were your first job out of college!” His volume increased with every syllable, grappling in his jacket pocket for his phone. “Let me call them, they can’t get away with letting you go—“

You cut him off with a flat palm pressed in the tentative air between you.

“No Duncan, it’s fine,” you reassured with a fake nonchalance. “I chose to leave.”

He knitted his brows as he stuffed his phone back in his pocket.

“What’s the matter, Y/N? Have I done something wrong?” He desperately searched your eyes for a hint. “Is—is that why you’ve been avoiding me?”

You couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him, so you settled for storming out of the cafe and disappearing into the lunchtime DC crowds.

You’d made it half a block away before a hand rested gently on your shoulder, turning you to face him.

“Y/N? Something’s wrong and I want to help, please?”

You silently pleaded with his deep blue irises to set you free, but you knew deep down that Duncan was just as stubborn as you — that’s how you got on like a house on fire.

“Please just go your own way and do your own thing, Duncan.”

“Not until you tell me what’s eating you. I know you better than anybody and I’m not about to let you walk away for another 67 days.”

Your pulse thundered in your ears, the cacophony of bustling commuters passing you tried their hardest to drown out your thoughts.

“You counted?”

“Of course I counted,” he leaned into you to hold your hand in his. His soft, warm fingertips grazed your skin, tracing the creases in your palm and leaving scorching paths in their wake. “I’m in love with you.”

“Me?” Your breath hitched in your throat, dumbstruck.

“You don’t have to act that surprised, Y/N, I thought our last weekend in Paris dropped the hint enough.”

“Friends sleep together all the time,” you shrugged, nervously curling your hair behind your ear.

“I don’t think we’re just friends, do you?” He leaned in to kiss you but you pulled away, your gaze shooting down every street in view in case anybody was watching.

Time for the truth.

“Your mom stopped me seeing you,” you blurted out. “She told me to stay away from you because you’d found someone.”

“But that someone was you! Please, let’s go to her together, we can tell her it’s all been a big mistake—“

“She threatened my family, Duncan. She forced me out of my job, she made me move out of DC, she even gave me a new cell phone so you couldn’t contact me.”

You could see the cogs in his mind working overtime, sucking on his bottom lip as if to restrain an outburst.

“I knew it,” he shook his head frantically, glaring into the middle distance. “Somehow I knew she had something to do with you disappearing on me.”

“I’m sorry, I know this must be hard for you too. I’ve known about it for two months, you’ve only just found out.” Your gaze dropped to your hand, still enclosed in his fingers even though his grasp weakened.

“I can’t live like this, Duncan,” you sighed, slipping your hand free from his. “Not now I know what Annette’s capable of. We need to go our separate ways, forget all about us, before she takes it too far.”

“It doesn’t have to be this way, Y/N, I love you,” Duncan sniffled, wiping away his brimming tears with his sleeve.

“I love you, Duncan Shepherd, I know that much. But I’m saying that I’m sorry, I’m sorry I can’t be with you, not like this.”

Taking a moment to glance up at the crystal clear blue DC sky above you, Duncan scooped up both your hands in his.

“Then will you marry me?”

#cody fern #duncan shepherd #duncan shepherd x reader #duncan shepherd fanfiction #duncan shepherd imagines #house of cards

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the-nysh · 4 years

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At what point in the story you started liking Garou as a character? What was his first impression on you and how did it changed later as the story progressed?

Oooh! What a GREAT question, I’m so glad you asked! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ (Cause yes, my perceptions of him certainly did change over time! And that’s one of the fun things I love to see happen with other opm fans too.) So let’s see…*pulls up a chair and shovel to dig thru nearly 5yrs of archives* where to begin~

It was definitely a gradual process (so buckle in, this is gonna be a looong chronological trip thru memory lane. About 3500~ words!)

First impressions

Early on (and cause I’m skeptical to most new characters who I don’t ‘know’ yet), I remember feeling kinda like ‘huh? Who the heck is this guy? This wannabe Hiruma-lookalike (recognizing some of Murata’s recycled Eyeshield 21 char design elements for him) with some silly double Vegeta hair? The hell does he think he’s doing??’ Beyond being kinda incredulous about him, I honestly didn’t really give him much passing thought or attention either, and definitely not anything on a deeper level yet. He was just kinda there (I suppose?), but also out there forcefully (cockily and somewhat annoyingly?) inserting himself as the ‘villain’ into the story at times (which wasn’t really my thing), seemingly WAY in over his head with reckless antics and overambitious about what he was claiming to be and challenging himself to do (which I thought seemed both ridiculous and ironic to set up like that when characters like Saitama exist to directly check/refute his aims).

So at the time I wasn’t fully ‘on board’ or invested much in his story/concept yet cause I hadn’t really seen him…define himself (beyond those first impressions) into his own fleshed-out character. Because he still kept reminding me too much of other characters (I even heard him with Hiruma’s voice) rather than breaking out on his own. Murata’s early art also had yet to really evolve and settle him into his own distinguishable ‘face’ for that matter too (he would though later, when he’d draw ‘Garou’ recognizable as himself and not like…‘Hiruma’s shadow’ anymore). So with all that coming in, it’s hard to ‘see’ or genuinely ‘like’ a char at first when they haven’t done much yet to distinguish themselves from others and grow into their own. (Oho, how time will tell~)

This impression of Garou hadn’t really changed much and continued all thru the Metal Bat fight, by the way. (I actually caught up to the manga around the time Murata introduced MB with the centipedes and was about to start his fight with Garou. Events which weren’t on my highest priority to see either, cause I still mostly preferred seeing Saitama + Genos interact instead.) But on a surface level, I at least knew Garou was fun/impressive to watch and his excitable/feral energy was infectious and entertaining (Murata really knew how to hype him up too), but other than that, I’d yet to really ‘like’ him on his own (enough to talk/blog about) still.

I first eased into reblogging stuff with him back in Oct 2016, which included the first reblog of his back muscles (lol) appreciating how Murata drew him facing Watchdog Man so ksjggh that part of the story (when Murata was teasing their fight) was also when Garou starting having a presence on my blog. :O

First turning point

However, I distinctly remember the first ‘aha I see now’ point in understanding him better was when I did a second reread of the webcomic. (I don’t exactly remember when that was, but probably sometime during the tournament arc when the pace was kinda dragging, so I prob reread the wc around then for fun.) It was around early-April 2017 when I later admitted that (in the tags):

I’ve come to really like Garou, a second read of the webcomic made me fond of him, of his background and ideas he wished to set out and change, his heart was in it and he had his set of morals, but he was young and brashly took the wrong path, I really want to see him return someday now that he's learned better

Cause following the big webcomic reveal at the end of his arc (when Saitama calls him out), going back thru his entire story again you could totally spot all the consistent hints and signs (from both his backstory and actions) ONE sprinkled the entire time, making everything revealed about him true, and not suddenly sprung up outta nowhere. It was finally like ‘aaah, I understand what’s up with him and can sympathize where he’s coming from. Yes that makes sense. :O’ However, this clarity/acknowledgment had yet to shift from simply ‘seeing’ or understanding a thing as knowledge, to actually feeling it (connecting on a deeper/personal level) later. That’ll remain a big distinction.

May 2017, I first started writing some early meta break downs about him, starting with his end-arc parallels in Suiryu’s despair moment and from this, there was acknowledgement how all ONE’s manga additions (up til then this was still all tournament arc stuff) were only building further context towards what’s to come much later on in the webcomic.

June 2017, I started posting stream coverage about him (vs Watchdog Man stuff when he intercepts King and Saitama.) Around this time I also admit this kinda stuff in tags ‘goodness how I love that this nerd has a soft spot for that kid (truthfully he's not monstrous at all)’ for appreciating the manga’s wholesome extra Tareo moments.

Second big turning point

Around Sept-Oct 2017 was when post content/stream coverage kinda started exploding during the whole vs A/B heroes + shed fight. This whole sequence, following the tournament arc, was the first big long-awaited return back to the wc’s script (with style!), but with significant expansions (esp to his character) never seen before. In particular, the bullet shielding moment was changed/revised from him simply standing there in the wc, to Garou protecting Tareo in the shed.

Truly awesome and moving because dang, he selflessly put his life on the line for that ‘Garou the determinator fending off the impossible while protecting a kid ;o;’ Firmly standing up to (injustices) and revealing his solid moral core, like wow, what a guy. <3

Murata’s stream output picked up significantly back then too (compared to his slower pace drawing the previous arcs), so I also admitted: ‘gosh been cheering for Murata's hard work just like Garou's in-chapter determination!’

But also cause this whole fight was like the first actual, legit demonstration (shown, not told) of Garou’s prodigious fighting skills, intelligence, tenacity, resourcefulness, perseverance, etc. Like this is what he’s actually capable of when pushed to the brink; testing the actual quality of his character (showing his true colors) and allowing those merits to shine while under unfavorable, difficult, and desperate conditions. And all impressively done in a way to make the audience both believe it and root for him (presented from his side much like a protagonist? Wild! 8D) It was extremely thrilling and badass (truly that whole shed part was brilliant, narratively and spectacle-wise. As I’ve repeatedly gone back to write about many times and again. :’D) My impressions of Garou around this time:

yoooo boi see I really like Garou, the wild prodigy determinator with a misguided goal, going all out and demonstrating his talent and prowess (even tho he gets in over his head), PROTECTING CHILDREN WHEN HE PRETENDS HE DOESN'T CARE, omfg what a softie (as Saitama would say) :'D, yaaa see he was never a 'real' monster at all, Saitama can see straight through him, and what he REALLY wants to achieve

Dec 2017, first started getting some sporadic Garou anons after the whole epic manga spectacle vs Genos + Bang + EC fight with everyone.

Jan 2018, back when Garou was captured in the MA base and then left to his own devices above ground…things started getting really interesting. Including noticing ONE’s more careful (or perhaps more transparent?) approach to writing Garou’s manga portrayal this time around. Different and more nuanced from the wc for instance, so there were many fascinating contradictions and complexities to uncover (break down meta-wise) about his convictions, beliefs, thoughts, feelings, and how he applied those thru his actions and behavior (revealing decisive acts of character). This was when @gofancyninjaworld also started joining in to discuss and explore Garou’s ongoing dilemma with his goals and mindset. “His heart is in the right place, but his means are not, because at his core, he’s not a monster.” I admitted ‘Garou’s one of the most well-written characters in the story, I feel.’ And I was really looking forward to all the significant changes ONE was doing to make his manga story all the more defined and cohesive than it already was in the wc. That made things extra engaging (when there’s a desire to look deeper into things for fun and excitement for more).

Third turning point

Feb 2018 Oooh man. It was around here, (when Garou saves Tareo from the bullies and confronts RR and Bug God) that I was really starting to feel that shift happening (the impression of him turning into something more), so I had to comment on his ongoing characterization presented thus far (budding into a well-rounded, 3 dimensional character) and how ONE was (re)writing him in a more personal, sympathetic light that made him so easy to root for and genuinely likeable. I was fully AWARE of this happening and what both Murata and ONE were doing to increase his appeal. Admitting the more they revealed of him the more I was falling deeper for him, and fully welcoming it by narrative design. (Like alright let’s goooo! 8’D) Cause it was obvious how much differently and expansive he was getting portrayed vs the wc (with much less moral ambiguity). I said:

“Garou’s not simply a rogue, prodigious teen going on a spiteful rampage with an overconfident, slasher smile. Consistently, he’s been shown what really makes him tic: what gets him serious, passionate, sincere, and desperate – things that force his hand to either fight or defend against, with standards and ideals that he’d put his life on the line for. All of it is great: a variety of expressive emotions and definitive acts of character that all build towards the whole. Which we’re then left to ponder exactly what that is. Is he truly a villain or a hero? Is he really a troublemaking bad guy or actually a misguided ‘nice guy’? The answer isn’t so black and white; it’s more like a mix of ALL of the above. And I LIKE that. As ONE has presented him, Garou is Garou, and not really someone to align or classify as simply one or the other. He’s in that kind of delicious gray zone where he’s getting put to the brink to show his true colors. And it’s so GOOD and refreshing to see.”

That plus the manga showing his deeper bond with Tareo, his gruffly protective qualities (ok but that’s kinda hot?) and a more sincere showing of his morals (which he refused to budge on no matter what anyone else ordered him to do), brought on all the feels. :’)

Stream coverage + ch commentary devolved to like unintelligible screaming, with some ‘man he’s so fucking cool,’ or ‘damn protective Garou’s SOO good,’ or ‘I swear the more Murata draws of him the more I fall for him like wtf,’ or even the flat out ‘GODDAMMIT MURATA ;A;’ types of suffering reactions, ahaha.

At this point I was all ‘bring on the Garou appreciation; he deserves it; I have a mighty NEED’ but was kinda annoyed/frustrated with the fandom cause there was hardly any recent fan content of him (relevant to his current plot progression, it was all suspiciously dry or old ship-related content I wasn’t interested in cause the plot had moved on, so I was like omg where is everybody, hello?!) It was already a dry spell in between seasons so overall fan content was slow anyway, but it seemed like there were so few actual fans of him (to my confusion?!) So I started making my own content (beyond just the stream coverage and ch reactions/commentary + meta) with the expression posts appreciation.

March 2018. U-uhoh, things (and posting frequency especially) were starting to escalate. His reaction to literally getting backstabbed by the monsters and losing Tareo (his quiet but seething controlled feral rage) definitely had me feeling™ things.

Final nail in the coffin

April 2018 Oshit;; Garou forcefully storming and bulldozing his way thru the MA base, his awesome BIG DAMN HEROES moment rescuing Tareo from Royal Ripper, to his hilarious absolute tsundere™ moment denying it (before running into Rover and immediately protecting the kid again) pretty much destroyed me. This was also like the first time I’d seen ONE make a character go full tsundere mode and pull it off in a genuine comedic way (with the classic ‘it’s not like I came here to save you or anything baka’ line and all) so pfft, that was so much endearing icing on the cake. :’D

At this point someone even asked me who’s my favorite opm character, to which I was all, ‘Garou’s current manga content has been on fire so he’s been quickly skyrocketing into my favs (if he wasn’t there already)!’

But then Murata soon dropped THIS ‘protect the child’ page all with perfect timing, and I was…fucking doomed.

'sugoi ojisan' was pretty much the moment of instant death for me ;A; my constant reaction to the streams has been that gaijin 4koma meme with laser heart eyes for emphasis, and I'm pretty much losing my ability to articulate much beyond screaming at this rate

Garou’s behavior could then be summarized as ‘a very stubborn and in denial asshole tsundere little shit nerd. <3’ But there was classic ONE heartwarming irony in there too, cause Garou hadn’t fully ‘lost’ his battles either…during those critical times where he actually assumed the role of the ‘hero’ for Tareo instead. (Oho~)

basically Garou is a great character, the more you look into how ONE has built him the more meta af it gets

May 2018 (the long-awaited debut of the wc ‘scarf’ vs Rover towards Garou vs Orochi’s epic wtfshitstorm) lolwhoops~ I finally made the inevitable back muscles compilation while also writing longer, more in depth meta posts about him.

Murata delivered some of the best stream content we’ve seen of him. (Completely on FIRE, both literally and figuratively. And looking back, this was probably some of the most fun Murata’s stream sessions ever got. :’D Was awesome to be a fan tuning in during this time.)

even Murata was doodling chibis of himself freaking out in the margins XD

Delivering content from the pose of peak badassery…to dropping stream doodles of peak heartwarming/cuteness (Garou & Tareo in suits) on the fans for good measure.

bam Murata’s out to kill us with his art ...Murata can you like -maybe- chill? ABSOLUTELY NOT

Basically Murata knew exactly what he was doing, always delivering and servicing the fans (drawing the coke bottle was a fan suggestion too) yet also remaining a huge tease~

Towards S2 and beyond

June 2018, following the Orochi fight, Garou was put on a bus and absent from the manga for a while, so I went back revisiting older content again (rereading the manga for fun) and realizing/noticing/wondering stuff I hadn’t really caught about him before like…oh no why is he cute?? Was he always this way or had my eyes finally opened after everything??? (Cause aside from him being a little shit or a cool badass, he was also a complete dork and a nerd, and an oblivious dummy, and just…that was so…wtf endearing, a full package of fun to enjoy.)

But we soon got clips of Midorikawa’s voice reveal (from the opm drama cd) and all hell broke loose among the resident Garou fans. 8’D Especially cause his voice was ‘dark/smooth/mature/sexy’ as opposed to a higher-pitched, unhinged teen voice many had expected (remember that old Hiruma voice I first thought for him? So interestingly many fanboys were disappointed with this deeper voice casting). But also cause Midorikawa said “I’ll do my best to make Garou even more charming than before,” so we were excited to see Garou’s popularity spike even more cause of s2.

Aug 2018, the s2 key visual revealed with Garou prominently featured up and center and I WAS NOT PREPARED!!! I remember having like a full hyper-incoherent breakdown because of this so…yeaaaaah. 8’D I was all rationalizing,

If anything it’s all Murata and ONE’s fault that (the hype and appreciation for him) feeling’s grown even stronger. He was already a thoroughly fun walking meta source, but the manga made his softer/compassionate moments much more obvious (than in the wc). Just watch as this badass dorky nerd becomes even more hugely popular than he already is!

April 2019 was his anime debut…coincided with his post-arc WEBCOMIC DEBUT AFTER 5 FUCKING YEARS (before he even returned in the manga even) IMPECCABLE timing from ONE, holy shit people lost their minds. Including Murata, who had to draw him too! With all that and the anime airing (adding even more wholesome cute Tareo interactions not seen in the manga), fandom participation (+anons) really started to kick off.

I remember seeing the influx of new fans and how so many (who didn’t ‘know’ him yet either) would unironically label him as genuinely ‘evil’ or a ‘heinous villain’ at face value, which….uhhhhhh were the kinda takes that were hard to take seriously, but I appreciated how ONE’s writing allowed the readers to see and think for themselves as the narrative revealed more (rather than believing everything the characters said or claimed), so it’d only be a matter of time until they ‘saw’ the truth about him too. :’)

May-July 2019 the anime continued airing with fandom activity popping, until August when he finally reappeared and ‘awoke’ in the manga! ;A; After like an entire full year of him mia too. This was also the time frame when all the thirsty (and interestingly meta-hungry) Garou anons started (finding me???) regularly chiming in with fun participation. I was grateful though, cause they prompted certain takes I couldn’t have come up with on my own, and allowed me to think, examine, and explain things much more closely and thoroughly than I had ever posted before. (Yaaay~) Such as looking into just what IS it about him?!

“Garou wouldn’t be as compelling, engaging, and appealing as a character without (all) those other interesting layers and nuances to talk about too! :D It’s even better that way! Cause Murata can draw everyone looking drop-dead gorgeous and conventionally attractive, so just having a pretty face and impressive muscles isn’t enough to make him stand out in a special way from the rest of the cast. Already all those things (about him) are certainly impressive, so just what is it about him in particular? (That makes him unique.) The fact Garou has all that AND those other compassionate & interesting qualities to him just makes it the icing on the cake for a complete, well-rounded package. The fact we can know him, for all his feelings and attitude why he behaves and acts the way he does, such as when he’s contradictory, troubled and tsundere-like sometimes, to hardcore and badass other times, to softer and empathetic to fiercely righteous, protective and determined other times, and all portrayed in the way he’s capable of the range (and makes us feel) the entire spectrum of emotion too. …Like whoa (I could keep going but I’d be preaching to the choir at that point aha), all that only enhances what’s already there. In this way, I feel the Garou we’ve come to know by now is much more endearing and appealing than the one we were introduced to at the start. Because as he appeared then, he may have seemed like just another wannabe thug-of-the-week we might not have given much passing thought & attention to. But now…uhoh, you could arguably say he’s grown to the point he’s almost taken over the rest of the manga (within good reason!) by challenging our perception of who’s even the active protagonist. :O Who keeps us engaged and tuned in to see more. Buaha, just what the hell happened?! Now that’s quite the impressive feat from both ONE and Murata to create a character with a lasting impact like that!”

…So that’s what happened. :’D In my opinion, I feel Garou’s best moments where we (or really, I) got to know him better (shed scene, Elder Centipede aftermath, dine n dash, rescuing Tareo, all up towards his fights vs Rover & Orochi) mostly only happen until after s2 so… Since those were some of my absolute fav manga moments (which only enhanced my perceptions of him), those’ll be the moments I’m really looking forward to see animated in s3. But most of all, I’m hoping to witness some of that same ‘aha!’ gradual realization process happen to newer fans who come to appreciate him too. :’3

#Anonymous #replies #opm #garou #commentary #long post #(readmore pls actually work! ...i think it broke after editing it once)#anyway THIS took plenty of time to put together and relive/remember all those moments from years ago 8'D #how things certainly changed (and escalated!) but here's a breakdown of everything; enjoy~

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franeridart · 5 years

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Anon said: what do you think about kami//sero?

Definitely prefer them as bros, right now!

Anon said: Do you have an Instagram account too?

Nope! Anything of mine you see on instagram was posted without permission

Anon said: i've been going thru my old hq blog for nostalgia and i gotta say your matsuhanas are my fave... u drew makki so pretty ;; as a hq fan i rlly want to thank u for giving so much to the fandom, your art is amazing

Aw god anon thank you for liking it! I’ve been missing making stuff for hq a bunch lately, ngl ;;; it used to be fun

Anon said: Hello, i really like you and your art. Recently i have been thinking about starting my own art blog/account but the problem is that i am a very shy and awkward person. I want to post stuff i like but at the same time i am afraid that not many people would like it. And i dont want to just post fanart of popular stuff to get likes. Do you have any tips on how to start an art blog and how to overcome anxiety of showing it to other people? Thank you and sorry for bothering you :)

Aw damn, I’m really not the best person to ask this to, anon orz the thing is that in my case most of my anxiety about posting comes from knowing people will see it? And find faults in it? And get on my case for it or misinterpret it? or have expectation only for me to let everyone down??? Scary stuff, having an audience - so the starting part of making an art blog was never a reason of anxiety for me, since at first with no followers at all I was just doing my thing and not expecting anyone to ever find it hahahaha rip the coward in me misses those times ngl

but yeah, with the limited experience I have in this the best thing I can tell you to do is to just start your blog and post what you want to post, and people who like exactly the type of content you want to post will eventually find their way to your blog - look for the right tags to use to try and put your work in their line of sight, but aside from that I’d advice you to not think too much about followers at first. It’s gonna take a while for them to start coming, and even longer for your notes to go as up as you’re wishing right now, keeping track of the numbers will just fuel your anxiety and make you want to quit in the long run - for this to be in any way a fun experience it’s best if you start your blog knowing full well that you’ll be your own whole audience for a while, I think, and just draw keeping in mind what you would like to see

Anon said: god i love how you draw kid and black star i'm... love 💛

I’M GLAD they hold the most special place in my heart, drawing them always puts me in a good mood uwu

Anon said: need... more... deathstar you’re art is amazing! i love your soul eater doodles!

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!! <3

Anon said: hey i just wanna say how much i adore your art!!! thank you for making them :D :D :D love your krbks!!

Ahhhhhhhhhhh you’re too kind!!!!!!! thank you so much!!!!! <3<3

Anon said: Hi I’m back, just here to say I have been so delayed liking ur posts cuz my WiFi is dying so just here to say keep up the awesome work!

HECK THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said: CAN I... JUST SAY... I FUCKING LOVE WHEN ARTISTS GIVE ADULT KIRISHIMA CRAZY MASSIVE ONI-MANES. THIS IS AMAZING. I LOVE YOUR KRBK ART. aaaaaaaaAAAAAAHHHH!!!! it's so good i cAN'T STOP YELLING!! and their personalities REALLY just SHINE PERFECTLY in your comics like SO TRUE TO THEMSELVES AAAH. SO GOOD. YES. LOVE. ALL THE LOVE.

ASDFSKFGSJASDFS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And yes!! Adult Kirishima with long thick hair has been my fav design for adult!him for a while now, it just fits him so nicely imho!!!

#fran answers #long post #:D!

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sokkas-first-fangirl · 4 years

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Hehehe - Lord Prenter trying to talk to the Prince but the guards at the door refuse to let him in. He’s just about to threaten their jobs when a high, completely un Roger like moan comes through the door (LTFG anon, I will stop if you want me to)

It’s To Dust Or To Gold hours tonight lads! (And ssshhh, stop worrying, this is fun I promise)

“The Prince is indisposed,” the guard said.

“He asked to see me,” Paul lied. Besides, it wasn’t truly a lie. He’d seen Prince Freddie glancing at him; the Prince would be happy to see him.

“Sir, I must ask you to leave. I’ll tell the Prince you were here later.”

Paul drew himself up, fully prepared to make any threats necessary. He’d gotten as far as Freddie’s presence chamber, he wasn’t about to be turned away now-

And then he heard a high-pitched moan come from a few rooms in, a loud “Aaah-aaahhh!” and Paul flushed red. The guard coughed into his fist, glancing warily at the door.

That was Freddie moaning. That beautiful little minx of a Prince, he was right there, crying out in delight...

Paul took a step forward, but the guard grabbed him by the arm, physically pulling him back towards the entryway.

“I’m very sorry, my lord, but the Prince is with his husband right now,” the guard said briskly, and Paul was too shocked to argue as the door was closed in his face. Just before it shut he heard Freddie again, crying Roger’s name.

Paul couldn’t get the noise out of his head.

A wave of fury took hold of him and he stalked away, growling, resisting the urge to smash any furniture he passed.

He wasn’t crying out in pleasure, Paul told himself. He was crying out in pain. Yes, that was it. Roger was hurting Freddie, forcing himself on the young Omega...Because Freddie wanted Paul, Freddie returned his love, Paul knew he did.

Paul would just have to find a way to let Freddie know that Paul loved him too. That Paul was willing to rescue him.

#to dust or to gold #tdotg verse #royal au #alpha/beta/omega verse #a/b/o #froger #paul's obsessed #alpha roger #alpha paul #omega freddie #answers #prompts #ltfg anon

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dolphin-enthusiast · 4 years

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AAAH I'm so glad your requests are open again! I love the way you write, it makes me so happy!!! Could you write HC for Kira and a socially timid but romantically bold S.O.?

This request is literally perfect I thank you for this lovely concept dear anon

Also I’m glad yall enjoy my writings that much 👁️👁️ c h e w

- Their timidness is what drew Kira in to begin with. As we all know he absolutely dislikes loud people that obnoxiously stand out, so someone shy/introverted is all he could ask for really. He cautiously approached them and at some point realized that he didn’t even feel the need to kill them anymore. Quite the contrary, he wanted to find out more about them and keep them safe from harm’s way.

- And so he asked them on numerous dates until the two actually made their relationship official later on. It was all going fine and dandy but what REALLY threw the man off was the way in which they were so...bold. S/o was never afraid to literally grab his face and kiss him plenty or to “accidentally” touch him under the table.

- Trust me he tried so hard to be annoyed at their constant flirty gestures but he just couldn’t. The fact that they appeared so shy and innocent but in reality they were so bold and passionate was really messing with him in many ways, making him feel things that he had never felt before. Their duality is something oddly amazing to him and besides it’s a good contrast to his more reserved nature.

- As you would expect he’s HELLA unexperienced with relationships so to say that their constant flirting and bold gestures wasn’t making the man absolutely flustered would be a big fat lie. Whenever they suddenly kiss him or wrap their arms around him he fucking loses it and only gets more blushy as he tries hiding his embarassment once s/o calls him out on it. God forbid when they actually touch his hands, now that’s when he’s T R U L Y gone.

- Their bold behavior would be overwhelming him at times but deep down he enjoys it and actually picks up on things from s/o, so they better prepare themselves to be uno reversed at some point. Soon enough he’s going to be countering with flirty remarks of his own and basically trying to fluster s/o back as a way of getting revenge on them. These two would literally wage war against eachother, but never in public obviously. He has no issue with their advances while in private and is only glad that they never attempt anything in public. Now that would be a real problem.

#make the fucker s u f f e r #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #diamond is unbreakable #kira yoshikage #jojo headcanons #headcanons #anon

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aweebwrites · 5 years

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Inverse Destinies

(This turned out a lot longer than I expected but here you go anon!)

"I want to see once and for all who is the greatest hero. Is it the Samurai, or Ninja?" Pythor spoke loudly to the crowds of serpentine watching them eagerly. "Only the victor will be allowed to leave!" He yelled and they all cheered.

"Stay together." Nya says, all of them on the defence as they stared the Samurai down.

She was their acting leader as well as the master of fire.

"Perhaps he can join our team to fight our way out?" Zane suggested to the rest of the team. "After all, he hates the Serpentine too." He pointed out but then the Samurai attacked, launching a large circular shuriken at them they quickly dodged.

They all watched as it returned to the Samurai X mech with wide eyes.

"Scratch that. He is not in our team!" Cole yelled before dodging the mechanical fist tossed at them by jumping over and landing behind it, regrouping as the Samurai recovered.

The Samurai tossed another shuriken but Jay ducked, dodging it.

"Ha! Missed me!" He yelled but then the shuriken returned, hitting him in the back of the head before reattaching to the mech.

"Tornado of Creation?" Zane queried as Jay rubbed the back of his head and they all nodded.

"Earth!" Cole yelled, starting up his Spinjitzu.

"Fire!" Nya yelled, following up.

"Ice!" "Lightning!"

"Ninja go!" They all yelled as they came together, creating one ultra massive Tornado of Creation.

The tornado sucked in several weapons and debris- even a Serpentine's treat. Once the tornado vanished, the ninja were left standing next to a massive slingshot with a large spiked ball inside.

"Chew on this." Nya smirked before they drew back the ball and the band then let it fly, the ball knocking the Samurai back all the way in front of Pythor and Sales.

They then yelled as they charged at both serpentine but Pythor pulled a lever that made spikes jut up all around the fighting ring, preventing them from getting to Pythor.

"Argh!" Why can't anyone play fair?!" Jay yelled and Pythor smirked before pulling another lever.

"Look alive boys!" Nya yelled as the fighting ring tilted, making them all fall across it, holding onto the spikes to prevent themselves from falling in the hole below.

"Can this get any worse?!" Cole yelled as the Samurai hung in next to them.

"We have to continue to make it appear that we are fighting for real." Samurai X says as they looked at him surprised.

"Huh, we're not fighting for real?" Jay asked, looking across at the mech.

"Keep up the charade and hold on to my exo-suit." The Samurai told them and they did as he said, hopping into his suit.

The Samurai then turned on the rocket boosters on the mech and they all launched up into the air, their ascent soon stopping completely, the suit unable to go higher.

"There's too much weight!" Nya yelled as they all hung in tight.

Before they could think of a solution, Samurai X jumped out of the mech, allowing the suit to fly away with them from Ouroboros.

"I can't believe he just saved us!" Cole yelled over the the rush of the wind, angry.

"He stole our thunder again!" Nya growled, looking back.

"Argh! I hate that Samurai!" Jay yelled in his rage.

"Go Ninja! Go!" Harumi yelled from her cell, glad they got away.

The Samurai however, landed on his feet in the righted arena, punching two serpentine who came up behind him before running straight for Pythor. Pythor growled before pulling Harumi out of the cage and held her before him threateningly as she squirmed and struggled against him.

"Get him!" Pythor yelled and the serpentine rushed at him from all angles.

"Magnetizer activated." Samurai X spoke before using the magnetizer from his wrist to snatch the golden weapons, catching them in a banner he stole.

He then threw his blade, using it to tilt the arena again to make all the serpentine slide off as he activated the jetpack he wore and flew off. He landed on the head of the Great Devourer statue and bowed before flying off again, leaving Pythor fuming.

'I didn't want to leave the squirt behind but what other choice did I have?' Samurai X thought as he flew on.

His eyes widened once his jetpack stalled, sending him spiraling down before crashing into the sand.

"Ugh." The Samurai grunted as he sat up.

He then stood and dusted himself iff before testing his equipment.

"Testing, testing? One, two." The Samurai says, testing his equipment.

He gave an irritating huff and took off his helmet, revealing his true identity as Kai, younger brother of the fire ninja, Nya.

"Kai?" He went rigid, quickly putting the helmet back on.

"Steer clear Ninja!" He yelled, the voice modulator distorting his voice. "Don't look..." He slumped, knowing it was pointless now and took off the helmet again.

"At me..." Kai finished, looking at his older sister sheepishly.

"I... I don't understand... You're the Samurai?!" Nya asked, bewildered.

"Well, it was always the chosen ninja club." Kai says with a shrug. "You and the others never let me even try to help. So, I found my own way to be a hero... Are you mad?" He asked quietly, looking a little guilty.

"Mad?" Nya repeated, awesteuck. "Of course not! I've been trying to protect you all this time and you never needed it. You're amazing!" She told him wirh a wide smile.

"Kai power." Kai grinned then looked at her hopefully. "You're not going to tell the others, are you?" Nya frowned.

"Well you see, we had this bet. We agreed whoever caught the Samurai would be the green-" Nya cut herself off at the disappointed and sad look Kai wore.

She sighed then smiled.

"Of course I won't say anything Kai." She says, giving him a hug he happily returned.

"But I've gotta ask: how'd you make all this stuff?" Nya asked, looking him over.

"You'd be surprised how much spare time I have you waiting for you guys to come back from missions." Kai says drily. "You better head back before anyone gets suspicious. We'll have to rescue Harumi another day." He told her, taking the golden weapons off his back and handing them to her, still wrapped up in the banner.

"Kai..." She says after accepting the weapons. "When I get in trouble, the other three always have my back. But you...? Just promise to be careful." She says softly.

"I promise." Kai says with a smile.

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"Come on!" Nya grunted aboard the bounty, shaking her hand while wearing the green ninja gi. "Fire! Unlock fire! Uh, uh, fire go!" She yelled but nothing was unlocking her full potential.

"Shoot flames! Oh, come on!" She growled in frustration, glaring at her right hand. "Everyone else can do it! I can too! Bring heat!" She yelled, holding both hands out but the only thing that happened was the sound of laughter filling rhe room.

She whirled around, mortified to see Cole, Zane and Jay laughing at her.

"Very creative." Zane says, amused as Nya blushed in embarrassment.

"Hehe... How- how long have you guys been... You know... Standing there?" She asked, doing an awkward stretch to seem casual.

"Long enough." Cole says with a smirk as Jay rushed over for a closer view.

"The green ninja suit! It's so awesome!" Jay says excitedly and Nya did a full spin.

"Isn't it? I was looking for some clue from Sensei when I found it." She shrugged.

"Nya, you know only the one who is foretold to face Lord Garmadon is destined to be green ninja, and only they should wear the green ninja outfit. So Sensei would most likely be very-"

"I know, I know." Nya sighed, cutting Zane off.

"But... I thought if I just tied it on, it might help me see a way to unlock ny true potential." She says, hanging her head before crossing her arms with a frown. "It's not fair you guys have already unlocked your cool powers and I haven't. Besides, Sensei's gone and we don't know when he's coming back-" She was cut off by a door squeaking open some distance away.

"Hello? I'm home." Sensei Wu called, sending Nya into a panic as the others rushed to meet him.

She quickly changed back into her own gi and put the green ninja gi back before rushing out to not look suspicious.

"... of us except for Nya have discovered our true potential." She heard Zane tell Sensei Wu as she climbed the ladder to the upper deck.

"Jeeze. Could have said it in a less depression way." Nya huffed.

"Have you now? Where is Nya?" Wu asked, looking around.

"Right here!" She grinned, popping up behind her younger brother Mr. Samurai X himself. "So glad you're safe." She says with a smile that quickly fell once she noticed four black arms from behind Sensei Wu before she spotted Garmadon himself.

"Aaah! Sensei, behind you!" Nya yelled then jumped forward, pulling out her fire sword mid air, landing before Garmadon.

Zane jumped before Sensei Wu as she swung the glowing gold sword at Garmadon who bent back to dodge.

"He's gotten four arms!" She yelled as she jumped on him, pressing the gold sword towards Garmadon's face as he used all four hands to push against her.

"So, we meet again!" Garmadon grunted out, glaring at Nya who returned it before looking to Sensei Wu.

"He must have followed you Sensei!" She says, pushing against him even more as Sensei Wu ran over.

"Nya, stop!" He yelled, confusing her. "He is the reason I left. For as long as Pythor has Harumi, he will be our guest." He explained amd Just looked down at Garmadon bewildered before getting off him.

"We have to live with this guy?!" Cole yelled, stepping forward.

"But sensei, he has four arms!" Zane protested.

"Uh, must I remind you ever since he turned evil, he's been trying to get our golden weapons?" Jay pointed out but he only served to anger Wu.

"Enough!" He snapped.

"Yes Sensei." They all sais, backing up.

"This isn't about the weapons, it's about my daughter." Garmadon insisted, on his feet now.

"From here on out, you will obey me and you will respect my brother." Wu told them as Garmadon crossed his upper arms.

"Yes Sensei." All the ninja and Kai says, bowing their heads.

"Now, to the bridge. We must put our attention to more pressing matters." Wu says, heading there with Garmadon following behind.

Said villain pausing before looking back at Nya with a smirk.

She glared at him as he continued on, the rest of them following soon after. She didn't care what Sensei Wu said, she was keeping an eye on him.

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Harumi sighed from her place stuck inside the portable prison Pythor stuck her in. She shouldn't have went off on her own but she saw her chance to help the ninja and couldn't walk away from it. Now, she was being lugged around by stupid snakes as an advantage over the ninja. Not like they needed it really. They had all but one of the fang blades after all. But it's not like she could escape either. The stupid cage was well built.

She grunted once the cage was picked up, rubbing her elbow she hit from their lack of care as she glared at the Constrictai carrying her.

"Don't look so glum." He spoke mockingly. "Very soon, we won't have any need for you. It's time to collect the third fangblade!" He yelled then laughed as Harumi looked at him horrified.

Oh no...

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"What are you two doing out here?" Kai asked as he opened the door to see Nya and Garmadon glaring each other down.

"Perhaps you should be asking Ms. Snoopy Pants that question." Garmadon says, gesturing to a wide eyed Nya with both right arms.

"What? No way! I was- um... Keeping watch!" Nya thought up quickly, crossing her arms. "So, are you really the green ninja?" She asked her younger bother timidly.

"What? No way." Kai says with a smirk, shaking his head and Nya sighed, relieved.

"So the weapons didn't tell you? That means I still have a chance." She says with a determined grin as Kai smiled at her.

"Truthfully, he never wanted to know." Wu says as he stepped out behind Kai.

"Well, at first, all I wanted was to be like you and the guys but after seeing how obsessed you all got over the green ninja title, it gave me an appreciation of not being one of you and what I could do on my own as a Samurai." Kai admitted to his older sister who frowned.

"So then... Who's the green ninja?" Nya asked Sensei Wu, puzzled.

"Perhaps we will never know." Wu's wise answer.

"Nya! You were supposed to be in the bridge! Zane's Falcon spotted them!" Jay called from the bridge and she gasped, rushing up there with the others.

On the computer screen, it showed the group of serpentine being led by Pythor towards the Temple of Fire. The Falcon zoomed in on Harumi being carried in the cage as well.

"Looks like Pythor is at the Temple of Fire." Kai says once they were all gathered, looking up at the screens.

"Then that means the Fangblade is there." Nya says with narrowed eyes.

"And my daughter." Garmadon added.

"That's the same Fire Temple where Nya and Lord Garmadon first faced off..." Jay pointing out, recognising it.

"If my memory serves me correct, I'd says one of us cheated back when we last fought." Nya says, tossing a glare back at Garmadon.

"And I remember someone needing their Sensei to save them." Garmadon shot back.

"Guys! For the sake of the Fangblade and Harumi, can we please just get along?" Cole asked as he steered the Bounty towards the Fire Temple.

"Since the last time we've been there, the volcano has grown unstable. The place is a powder keg just waiting to blow up. The environment will be highly combustible." Kai warned, going over the data for the Temple.

"Oh, great. Just what I like. Fighting armed and deadly snakes in a highly combustible environment about to blow up!" Jay yelled at the absurdity of it all.

"We will do what we must." Wu told them, eyes on the screen.

It will be a dangerous mission but a necessary one.

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"The volcano is on the verge of eruption guys. All recent indicators say that this place is becoming increasingly fragile. Even the smallest rupture can make the whole thing go off." Kai warned them, staying on the Bounty but using the Falcon as communication.

"Then we must not use our weapons." Wu says, walking along the path into the temple with Garmadon before him and the ninja behind.

With that declaration, all the ninja put their weapons away, Nya keeping a keen eye out from behind incase they planned a surprise attack.

"There." Wu says, pointing out a tunnel from inside the Fire Temple. "The Serpentine must be inside the inner core. From here on out, we travel by shadows." He told them as they took off in a run.

"It's the only way I know how." Garmadon says, keeping a vigilant eye.

Once they came for the end of the tunnel, they saw the Serpentine on the rocks raised out of the magma.

"There's Rumi!" Jay whispered and they all zoned in on Harumi from where she was in the cage still, looking miserable.

"Harumi." Garmadon gasped.

The Venomari serpent who was digging into the core of the volcano hit something and Pythor jolts from where he was, looking at the map and planning his next steps.

"Huh? Out of my way, fool!" He says, batting the other snake aside, unaware of the Ninja, Wu and Garmadon closing in. "The the third Fangblade is ours!" He yelled, taking up the blade and they cheered.

Pythor inspected the blade but then he spotted the Ninja in the Blade's reflection.

"Ninja? Attack!" He yelled and the Serpentine charged at them.

"Light as a leaf. Attack like there is no tomorrow." Wu says before charging forward, knocking the Serpentine in his way on the small path off.

Jay punched and kicked a few Serpentine as a large jet of magma spewed up.

"Ice!" Zane yelled, creating a new path and sliding down it, kicking serpentine off as they approached.

Nya on the other hand was surrounded by Serpentine. She wasn't sure if she could take them all on. She hesitated before pulling her weapon, making the magma glow bright as she took down the Serpentine surround him.

"Nya, the weapon is compromising our safety." Kai warned over the comms.

"Sorry!" She says then put it away then rushed further into the frey.

Meanwhile, Pythor and the other Serpentine were making their escape.

"Let's get out of here! But not before we leave them with a parting gift." He says with a smirk. "Boys?" He says and the Constrictai dug several holes throughout the vol another, letting more magma seep through.

"They're making the volcano unstable." Zane says as they regrouped.

"Any minute this place is gonna blow. We have to get out of here." Jay says as the place began to crumble.

"Not without my daughter." Garmadon says, spotting her being carried away.

"Dad!" Harumi yelled and Garmadon launched forward, cutting his way through the Serpentine sent to stop him.

"Argh, lose the girl!" Pythor hissed, near the entrance and they set the cage down on a few rocks, near the rising magma.

"Dad!" Harumi yelled out, terrified to see the magma rising.

"Harumi!" Garmadon yelled then continued to cut though the Serpentine, lava rising still.

He pushed them out of the way, running up the path. He flipped over the rest of the serpentine rushing at him and quickly grabbed the handle of the cage, lifting it and Harumi hanging out the melted off bottom up and to safety.

"Dad." Harumi says relieved, hugging him as the Serpentine retreated.

"Daughter." He says in relief, hugging him back.

"We have to get the Fangblade!" Nya yelled, dashing past them.

"Come back. It's too dangerous. The whole place is going to explode!" Cole yelled as the volcano destabilized further, Garmadon retreating with Harumi in arms

"Then I better be quick!" Nya yelled before throwing her sword, lodging it and the fangblade in the wall.

"Hurry, we must leave here at once." Skales says as Pythor attempts to pull the blade out.

He left with a scream once a jet of magma shot up too close for comfort, the tunnel closing over behind him.

"Leave it, Nya! It's not worth your life!" Jay yelled as Nya continued to dash to where the sword and the fangblade was.

"Not without that Fangblade!" She yelled as he finally got there, tugging at his sword that was lodged in the volcano wall tight.

This was their chance to get a one up on Pythor! They had to have it!

"We must leave." Wu says as they stood by the cave leading to the exit.

"But what about Nya?" Harumi asked, standing before her father wide eyed. "Nya!" She yelled, trying to get the master of fire to come back.

Suddenly, the ground under her broke off and she fell with a scream, faster than they could catch her. The chunk of land dropped in the lava and Harumi on it.

"No! Harumi!" Garmadon yelled, being held back by the others to prevent him from jumping in after him.

"Dad! Dad! I'm sinking!" Harumi yelled, looking up at them with panic.

"It, unh, won't budge!" Nya yelled as she kept tugging at her sword holding the fangblade there.

It finally slipped free but the Fangblade dropped further down into the volcano on a rock.

Nya hopped down then on another rock and tried to reach out for it.

"We have to get out of here, or else none of us will get out of here." Wu says as the volcano began to quake even more violently, making all of them step back.

"But my daughter!" Garmadon protested, being tugged back just in time to miss being crushed by a collapse of the cave before then, forcing them all to run of the temple, his anguished yell echoing along the way.

"Come on, why won't my power unlock?!" Nya asked, frustrated as she tried to reach for the blade again.

"Nya! Help me!" Harumi yelled as her sinking piece of land floated towards him.

Nya gasped, seeing her there, looking terrified then glanced back at the fangblade that started to hiss as magma touched the tip. There was no need for hesitation.

"Come on. Let's get out of here." Nya says as he jumped across to the sinking slab of rock Harumi was floating in, holding her close.

"But the Fangblade..." Harumi says, looking across at it.

"Forget it. This place is coming apart. Ninja, go!" Nya yelled, using her Spinjitzu to hop across on anther pieces of stone with Harumi.

Looking up, Nya realised the exit was sealed off. A spray of magma then blocked the view them surrounded them, trapping them.

"Harumi! Harumi!!!" Garmadon yelled brokenly as they ran from the temple and quickly hopped on the Bounty.

Kai quickly flies them to a safe distance as the volcano suddenly exploded, shooting hot ash and lava everywhere.

"Nya." Kai whispered, heartbroken the same time Garmadon had whispered 'Harumi'.

A large ball of fire shot out of the volcano, heading towards them. Before they could panic, they spotted someone inside the fireball.

"It's Nya! She's found her True Potential!" Jay says with a wide grin.

They landed on the Bounty with Nya still glowing, even as the sphere of energy disappeared. She flipped her hood back, smiling widely as fire billowed behind her. Sensei Wu nodded at her proudly and she smiled wider, passing out after her glow disappeared. Wu took to the wheel of the Bounty and set a course away from the volcano.

Moments later, inside the Bounty with everyone, Garmadon looked Harumi over for any injuries, glad when he didn't find more than a bruise or two.

"Dad? Is it really you?" Harumi asked, looking up at her father.

"It is, daughter." Garmadon says, relieved as they hugged.

"Dad? Why do you have four arms?" Harumi asked but not minding too much.

Four arms are better at hugging than two.

"She's gonna be okay." Cole says and they cheered.

"Thank you, Nya." Garmadon says as his glow vanished and Nya just nodded with a smile.

"But how do you survive? How did you find the key to unlock your true potential?" Zane asked Nya, other others listening in.

"I knew when I had to make a choice. I wanted the Fangblade so badly, to prove I was good enough to become the Green Ninja. But then I figured it out. All of my training to become the best Ninja wasn't in preparation to become the Green Ninja. It was..." She turned to Harumi. "To protect her." She says and everyone looked at Harumi too in awe.

"What? What is everybody looking at me for?" Harumi asked, puzzled.

"That means..." Kai says and they brought the golden weapons over and they reacted, casting a glowing green glow around her.

"Harumi is the Green Ninja." Wu says in surprise. "I had thought it would be one of you, but it was her the whole time. It all makes sense. Not only have you four been chosen to protect the Golden Weapons, but also to protect the Chosen One." He says as he looked around at them.

"That means..." Garmadon says, smile falling and Wu looked to him.

"The battle lines have been drawn, brother. Sadly, our family has only become more divided. Brother versus brother, and now, daughter versus father." Wu says as Harumi looked up at her father with a frown.

She had to... Defeat him? She was the green ninja?

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The time for Harumi to defeat her father may not be here but another evil sure is! She and the ninja looked down from a building at thr Great Devourer just below, biting it's own tail.

"Now, where's Garmadon? He's not gonna hold on for much longer." Cole says as they looked down at it.

"Look! Dad!" Harumi yelled, pointing him out atop the skyscraper the Devourer bit his tail before.

He was holding all four weapons as the sky turned dark and over casted, casting a low purple glow over everything. Garmadon looked down at the Devourer below and the glowing weak spot it had. The Devourer noticed him and manages to look up with its tail in it's mouth.

"You are the reason evil runs through my blood." He says, activating the weapons and a low magenta glow came from them with purple wispy smoke.

A light blue explosion of power went off from the weapons over the overcast sky of the city.

"You bit me once. Now feel what it's like to be bitten back!" Garmadon yelled as he jumped off the building.

"Go get him, Dad." Harumi says, watching him from the safety of the other building.

"Vengeance will be mine!" He yelled before sing into the Devourer's weak spot and it roars as green electricity washed over it before it explodes, sending green goo all across the entire city in a massive flood.

Everyone cheered then, glad that the Devourer was no more.

"He did it." Jay whispered.

"No, we did it!" Cole says with a smile.

They all cheered, the crisis averted...

Or so they thought. Not too far away, a small boy with platinum blond hair in a bowl cut sat in the back of an ambulance, staring ahead in in silence as two paramedics looked him over.

"Hmm. So much for the Ninja." The paramedic to his left says as the second sighed.

"Did you see that thing? Lord Garmadon single-handedly destroyed it. He's the real hero." The second paramedic says to the first.

"Brave little boy you are. Where are your parent, child?" The first paramedic asked but Lloyd didn't respond. "Do you have a name?" Still no answer.

"Well, aren't you the quiet one..."

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"I present to you the exalted Emperor and Empress of Ninjago, and their son, the Jade Prince, Prince Lloyd." Hutchins introduced as the Ninja all walked forward to them.

All five ninja bowed but Harumi had to nudge Kai, their fellow water ninja into bowing as well.

"We are honored by your presence." The Emperor says as the royal family bowed as well.

"The honor is all ours." Harumi says as they straightened.

"I have read much about you." Lloyd says as he walked sown the steps to greet them more personally, his white and green cape just barely touching the ground as his gold crown glimmered in the light. "Your heroics will surely become legend. Nya, the warm hearted ninja who is fiercely protective her team." He says, stopping before her and she bowed.

"Cole, the rock and foundation of the team." He says, moving on and Cole bowed as well.

"Jay, the joker whose mouth is as fast as lightning." He says to Jay who was looking around in awe before paying attention long enough to bow.

"Zane, the cold and calculating android." Lloyd says to him, looking him over.

"Nindroid, your highness." Zane corrected, his human disguise dropping to reveal his titanium self.

"And Kai, the newer addition to the team." Lloyd says and Kai looked disappointed as he bowed. "The Samurai I've wanted to be ever since I first heard about him. With his mastery of Water and his skill that could rival any master." He says and Kai grinned.

"I like him." He says to Zane then bowed again.

"And Master Harumi, the Green Ninja. The youngest but most powerful protector." He says, approaching her, both of them bowing. "The chosen one. I too have lost my parents..." He says sadly.

"Uh, heh?" Jay says, confused.

"... But we're both without family, hm?" Lloyd says with a wistful smile.

"We adopted Lloyd and raised him as our own." The Empress explained, gaining their attention.

"When his parents passed away." The Emperor added.

"Thank you for inviting us into your home." Harumi says with a bow.

"It wasn't us. It was our son." The Emperor clarified.

"And he would like you to stay with us, until the threat to our throne is over." The Empress added.

"These are troubling times, and as long as we have an Oni Mask, we fear our lives are in jeopardy." The Emperor explained, fearfully.

"The masks must never be reunited. Please say yes." Lloyd pleaded to the ninja, looking worried.

All the ninja looked to their leader, Harumi who bowed to them.

"Then you have our help." Harumi told them and Lloyd smiled, relieved.

'Indeed we do...'

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Part 2

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(This is part one! Call it the introductory phase, just to give you a feel of things. I really had to struggle with Tumblr and this but it's up!)

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