#very sad they didn’t have onigiri

[kazuko-stuff]

Watching Ghibli movies with the batboys

**This is my first time writing for DC btw. Give me ideas for later ficus

Watching Ghibli movies with the Batboys

Dick Grayson

Enjoys watching movies with anyone really

Will enjoy watching Ghibli movies without a doubt

You introduce him to Castle in the Sky first to watch

He worries for Sheeta as she fell in the sky from the air ballon from her captures and pirates

Breathes in relief when her amulet helps her floats down and is found by Pazu

He is drawn to the world building of the story and relates to Pazu, in regards to his antics and willingness to protect Sheeta because she reminds him of you.

Is very curious about the lore of Laputa island after learning the story behind the mythical island and aetherium.

He finds the Dola’s pirate gang funny and is happy they are willing to help the two escape from Muska’s army.

Again he is amazed by the world building when he sees Laputa island and loves the detail of the robots.

Angry that Muska appears and how he abuses his powers and knowledge to hurt people

Is happy that Sheeta understands why the people of Laputa fled from the island and she and Pazu uses the amulet’s power to finish Muska once and for all

If you continue watching more ghibli movies, he will most likely buy a big Totoro plush for both of you to cuddle on

Would sing the Ponyo song to annoy his family and friends and to sing in the shower

Wants to visit Japan to see the places that were inspired by real life places

Admits the food is very mouthwatering and enjoys when the protagonist have meals with loved ones

Jason Todd

at first didn’t seem interested but you give big puppy eyes for him to give in

Was instantly amaze of the story telling of the movie and will geek of the world building due to how immersive the movies are

Will have a hard time having a picking a favorite due to good the storytelling is but if he has one favorite at of all it will be Spirited Away

He gets goosebumps when the spirit bathhouse town gets more active and worries on how Chihiro will get out and save her parents.

He likes to make analysis of the movies after watching them and watches analysis videos on YouTube.

Acknowledges that Yubaba and the other workers get on his nerves because it reminds him of his childhood.

Starts to find wonder the meaning behind Chihiro’s name being taken away and being changed to ‘Sen’ and her first meeting with Haku when she was very little

He notices how Chihiro has changed a lot from the beginning and how it reminds him of himself

He was cheering for Chihiro doing the scene when she was helping the river spirit get clean but wondered what that rice herb cake was for.

He cries at the scene when Haku comforts Chihiro when she was crying and eating onigiri because he knows she being through so much at her age just to save her loved ones

(Btw you made onigiri and bought konpeito)

Shock when Haku has a dragon form and was injured but was relieved when he managed to get healed due to the medicine she gotten from the river spirit

When he sees the bath workers blaming Sen for No-Face’s rampage, he grumbled how it was their fault for indulging and encouraging bad behavior, since he feels ‘No-Face’ is a blank state.

He admits Boh the baby is annoying but doesn’t blame him for being spoiled since his mom is at fault and enjoys that Haku had enough of Yubaba.

Feels at peace in the train scene

Likes Zeniba’s cottage due to how simple and comfy it is to live in.

It reminds him of Alfred and his aura

Happy tears when she and Haku reunited And when Chihiro remembers her first encounter with Haku and his original name

Admits he found Boh less annoying as he grows as a person and stands up for Chihiro against his mom.

Happy that Chihiro manages to save her parents but is sad that an adventures comes to an end

Likes to cook food based on the Ghibli movies since it always has a warm feeling and you're the taste tester.

If he has a stressful day, he likes to listen to ghibli music to remind himself being peace at oneself

Wants to go to a hot spring in Japan at one point

Tim Drake

Decides to watch after seeing hearing it from a group of friends and your big Totoro plush

Like the rest of the batfam, he enjoys the world building and the characters in the Ghibli movie

He would get the foreshadowing and enjoys watching analysis of the movies

He writes analysis and the message based of the symbolism and Japanese mythology

He knew Chihiro almost lost her identity when Yubaba stole her name and figured out what happened to Haku, after seeing the conditions of the bathhouse workers.

His favorite character is Howl from Howl's Moving Castle

He loves how all the characters in the movie are alive and likes the fire spirit

He enjoys how magical the scene was when Howl was flying in the sky with Sophie

He enjoys the banter between Sophie and Howl over hair products that cause his hair to change color

He loves Sophie’s new outfit at the end of the movie

Bought a necklace based off of Howl’s necklace and one time tried to cosplay as him to attend a con with him without his brothers knowing

His likes how steampunk is portrayed in the ghibli movies and enjoys learning more about Japanese culture and mythology

Would likely to go to ghibli events with you

Damian Wayne

after first thought it was going to be boring since he thinks it’s childish but immediately hooked up when he saw the animation of the movies

He decides to watch most of the movies with you when he is in house arrest from patrol

He likes Princess Mononoke movie and My Neighbor Totoro

He enjoys how San is a no-nonsense person and acknowledges she should fight back to defend her home

He somewhat wonders if Poison Ivy is like this because she just wants to defend the environment since San wants to protect the forest, seeing that she is angry at those who is destroying the environment

He secretly likes to watch My Neighbor Totoro and Ponyo with you and his family

He loves the animals in the Ghibli movies

Wishes to ride Moro and wants a pet wolf along with a fish name Ponyo

Ponyo movie inspires him to clean up local beaches

He would want to ride the Catbus from Totoro

Buys ghibli plushies for his collection

He starts to paint background from the movies due to how beautiful they were

He would visit Japan to see the places that set the inspiration for the movie and the Ghibli cafe theme events

[sabo-has-my-heart]

hey I’m a new follower and I saw that you take emergency fic requests . I was wondering if you had time to write one for me. I’ve been feeling horrible lately because my dad and step mom have a horrible drinking addiction. Also my biological mom and step dad can’t do anything about it. I also feel really guilty even though I know I shouldn’t because, I’m scared of my dad and step mom. My biological parents refuse to have a normal conversation and always yell and my anxiety flares up when they fight. And like any other person in high school I’m getting made fun of because my body is changing so could you write a comfort fic about Muichiro??? (only if you have time ofc)

pronouns are (she/her)

could you pls write a comfort fic

thank u so much for reading this

(Only except if you have time pls)

My first Demon Slayer Fic!!! 😱. Okay, so! First of all, I would like to say I'm so sorry you're having to go through this. It sounds very rough. Second, since you didn't state what kind of comfort fic, I used what you're going through (to the best of my ability). Third, if you don't like this, shoot me off a message, I'll try again. I'm still pretty new to Demon Slayer, so there's still a lot I'm figuring out (I can't find the manga online and buying it will be expensive.

Warnings: alcoholism (father), hurt/comfort

Word Count: 1340

     Sitting on the floor of the training room, you watched your beloved boyfriend train against some of the newer demon slayers. Well, perhaps watching wasn’t the best word. It was more like you were staring at him train while your mind wandered to other thoughts. You’d originally been waiting for him to end his training, the two of you planning on going on a ‘date’, but his training had taken longer than usual. You understood, of course, demons were getting stronger, upper moons had been taken down, training was necessary. Besides, your date could wait, it wasn’t time sensitive. Most of your dates consisted of a peaceful walk through a garden, watching koi fish swim in a cute pond, and eating onigiri as you watched the clouds float by. It wasn’t exciting or adventurous or particularly active, but you both enjoyed the peace, quiet, and tranquility of your dates.

     Felling a tap on your shoulder, you refocused on what was in front of you, your cute, slightly doe-eyed boyfriend kneeling in front of you, his head tilted adorably to the side.

     “Oh, hey. Are you done training?” you asked, smiling lightly at him.

     “Hm? Oh, yes. I’ve been done for a little while now…. You seemed deep in thought, so I didn’t want to bother you, but it’s been 20 minutes and you were still staring off into space.” Muichiro’s words, admittedly, startled you a little, staring at him in surprise as his head tilted to the other side. 

     “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be so distracted. I just have a lot on my mind. Do you want to go?” you asked, trying to shake of your previous thoughts. While Muichiro looked forgetful, a little sedated, and perhaps a little air-headed, he was a hashira for a reason and was more perceptive than he let on. He’d seen you look sad, angry, upset, happy, thoughtful, worried, confused, but this wasn’t any of those. It was a look you tried to hide from others, one he knew well but hated.

     “You’re… not happy. You have that look on your face again. It’s your parents.” you sighed, your long haired boyfriend hitting the nail on the head as usual, “What are they doing this time?”

     “It’s…” you wanted to say it’s nothing, but you knew Muichiro would see right through it, he always did, “my dad had been… drinking a lot more lately. I… I just… I’m scared. I’m scared of him. How can I be scared of him? He’s my dad, I shouldn’t be afraid of him. I tried contacting my mom, but there’s not much she can do. She comes over to pick me up, but they just… they start yelling at each other!” you pulled your knees close as you buried your head in your knees, feeling the tears start to gather in your eyes. Muichiro’s eyes softened as he sat next to you, wrapping his arms around you as he pulled you closer.

     “I… I don’t know if it’s okay, but I’m here for you, alright? You don’t have to be afraid because I’ll always be here for you. Even if your parents fight, I’m sure they… Well, I’m sure your mom loves you. She always seems like she’s trying.” Muichiro stared up at the ceiling, contemplating his next words. In all honesty, he wasn’t even entirely sure what to say. What could he say? That everything would turn out well? That he knew for absolute certain that both your parents loved you with all their hearts? That nothing bad would ever happen? He couldn’t lie to you like that. At least, not that big or obvious of a lie. He wanted to; he wanted to tell you things that would make you feel better, but how could he? How could he say those things when they were so blatantly false? Taking a deep breath, he pulled you closer, holding you tighter as you wrapped your arms around him. 

     Despite how he acted sometimes, he was always warm, always comforting to you. He could be cold, blunt, apathetic, and uncaring towards others, but when it came to you, he was always warm, welcoming, and soothing. 

     “I don’t know what to do. I feel so helpless and powerless and guilty. I can’t stand it.” Muichiro could only hum thoughtfully as he listened, stroking your hair as he comforted you.

     “You don’t need to feel guilty. Your father is always very drunk. It’s fine to be afraid of him. I think… it would be stranger if you weren’t afraid of him. Come on, let’s go to that one tree. I think it will help.” Muichiro gently pulled you up with him, making you smile. You knew the tree he was talking about and you were pretty sure he had a point. It was a large tree that received enough sun to warm you up on cold days, had enough shade to keep you from getting too hot, and surrounded by soft grass. Even the ground was nice, never too hard or too squishy. It was perfect for relaxing, napping, or watching clouds. Never particularly loud or chaotic.

     Sitting down next to Muichiro, a small, content smile spread across your lips, your head resting on his shoulder.

     “This is my favorite place to be. I always feel so happy here.” Muichiro said softly, gently petting your head.

     “It is nice. It’s peaceful and relaxing, the sound of the leaves swaying in the breeze is nice too.” you said softly, feeling yourself calm down.

     “I meant being with you. You’re… hmm… I guess you could say that you make me happy. I never feel angry or sad when I’m with you. I think… If I could wish for something, I would wish that I could always make you feel the same way when you’re with me.” Muichiro said just as softly, tilting his head over to rest it on top of yours.

     “That would be a waste of a wish, then. You already make me feel happy. Whenever I’m sad or upset, you make me feel better, you make me smile.” your smile widened slightly, taking another deep breath as you continued to take in the peaceful moment. “Muichiro, do you think one day everything will be okay? I’ll be old enough to move out, I won’t have to deal with my dad anymore, maybe get a job of my own.” you stared up at the clouds as you thought about what might happen in the future, about getting away from your father and living your own life.

     “I don’t know, but I hope it will. I’d really like it if you could be this happy all the time. We could just sit here and watch clouds without you being sad.” Muichiro paused for a moment, staring up at a particularly fluffy looking cloud, “it’s okay if you get sad sometimes, I’m happy to make you feel better, but I don’t like seeing you upset or sad or angry. I’d like it if you could be happy more often.” Muichiro said with a soft sigh, still staring up at the clouds. He really did hope everything would turn out alright; all he really wanted was your happiness. Closing his eyes, Muichiro smiled softly, his head still resting on your head, he always wanted moments like this to last forever. Moments where the two of you were all that mattered, where you were simply happy, nothing bad was happening. No demons, no drunk father, just the two of you resting in the peaceful shade of a tree on a nice day. He’d have to make sure that became, at least somewhat, of a reality for the two of you. He liked that thought.

     “It… it’ll all be okay. Everything will turn out okay.” he said softly and for once, he believed it. He wasn’t lying or saying something he didn’t know if it would happen. For once, he truly believed it would be okay. He’d make it okay, for you.

[pillow-anime-talk]

33. "Let's stay like this forever, please." for hajun yeon from paradox live, maybe in a context where mc fem wants to comfort him so she extends her arms to give him a hug because she saw hajun down / sad, a soft moment hehe uvu

# tags: scenario; current relationship; soft romance; fluff; comforting; hugs; sfw

includes: female reader ft. hajun yeon {paradox live; bae}

author’s note: hope you like it, anonnie!

33. “Let’s stay like this forever, please.”

The last week had been incredibly tiring for Hajun; not only had he played four concerts in Osaka, Tokyo, Kyoto and Fukuoka, then had a fight with Allen while writing a new song for his upcoming album, but on top of that, the atmospheric pressure had given him a massive headache that even a pill couldn’t handle. That’s why the twenty-one-year-old hadn’t been able to do anything productive today except lie down, sleep and drink a lot of water.

You came back from work after three in the afternoon and you immediately felt on your skin that something was wrong. Hajun hadn’t been playing on the console, tapping his fingers on the counter looking for inspiration, singing to himself, taking a shower or cooking dinner for the two of you like he usually did when you went on morning shifts. However, you could feel a dead aura coming from the bedroom, and as soon as you peeked out from behind the threshold to see what was going on with your boyfriend, you felt slightly sad when you saw him sleeping and cuddled up to your pillow. On the nightstand you also saw a pack of headache pills and a glass of water with an ice cube that was slowly melting.

Not wanting to wake your partner from his sleep, you slowly went to the kitchen to prepare a quick meal and a warm drink for the two of you; you decided on simple onigiri with tuna paste, sriracha and pumpkin cocoa with lots of small marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles. You finished the preparations in less than an hour, and at the very end you placed eight onigiri wrapped in nori on a tray next to two cups of drink.

After turning off the light in the kitchen, you went to the bedroom, put the trays on the nightstand, and then sat down on the bed, touching Hajun’s warm forehead. He didn’t seem to have a fever and he definitely wasn’t sick, but you knew perfectly well how he reacted to high blood pressure and stress.

“Hey... Hajun…?” You whispered, not wanting to scare him. The boy opened one eyelid, then the other, then frowned at another attack of pain in the temples of his skull. “I made some snack for us... Does it hurt a lot?” You asked worriedly, to which he nodded slightly. “Aw. Poor thing.” You sat on your ankles next to him, massaging his head. This caress didn’t last long, however, because after a moment your boyfriend grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him, causing you to fall onto the mattress and pillow right next to him. You spread your arms and without surprise you felt his head melt into your chest, and your breathing normalized.

“Let’s stay like this forever, please.”

“But our food and cho…” You started, but Hajun only hugged you tighter.

“Please.” He repeated, avoiding your gaze. After all, you hadn’t seen him in a meek, calm and submissive version for a long time.

“… Fine.” You replied, hugging his neck tighter.

You didn’t even realize when the cocoa and onigiri were forgotten and you were attacked by sleep and the desire to rest. It was a really positive ending to the day.

[rifki16]

Tadaima, Okaeri Episode Seven Light Analysis :)

Photo Credit: Tadaima, Okaeri Twitter Promotional Account

A very nutritious, yet simple and ready-to-eat onigiri ball.

The show was quite quick compared to the episodes before. However, it didn’t diminish my enjoyment of the episode. I would like to divide the recap article into two sections. Before moving to the two sections however, I want to just share my elation of the episode as it has a same-sex wedding ceremony, a pretend one, yet still very cute. I haven’t watched that many BL anime shows before, however, a lot of people on Twitter said that Cherry Magic the Anime was the first anime show to feature a same-sex wedding, even though that it was literally an epilogue form of a show and lasted barely 2/3 minutes. I would like then to point out that this anime is the first child friendly anime to feature a same-sex wedding ceremony. Hikari acted as the officiant. It was the cutest wedding recemony I have ever seen in a BL manga, so far (I’m looking at you Sasaki to Miyano future possible subsequent seasons).

a). [Continuation] Growing up around worried, yet well-intentioned, parents.

I think in my episode 6 review, I was quite shocked as to what omega people were expected of in their universe. The very fact that omega people were supposed to just be locked up away in a tower or sent away to a convent, just because of their supposed frailty, really chilled me. I understand the fact that omega people are unable to control their hormones and hence more susceptible to sexual assault, but to just keep them away seems too far to me. Side note: Why are omega people being blamed for the assaults as their inability to maintain their hormones is not their fault? More importantly, aren’t the other secondary sexual identities the ones who assault omega people who are in heat? But aren’t alpha people always taught to breed among themselves and always shown disgust by the sight of an omega person? And aren’t beta people the ones who can always control their hormones? So, which secondary sexual identities keep sexually assaulting omega people?

Setting my confusion aside, I think Masaki’s parents parenting technique is just irrational. However, in this episode, we saw the cynically-minded cousin, Kazuhiko, met with Masaki and Hikari and thawed his behavior and perception of Masaki. I was so glad that Hikari was there with his Ma-chan, because Kazuhiko really had no boundaries whatsoever with Masaki. As Kazuhiko was trying to caress Masaki, Hikari stopped Kazu-chan and insisted that Masaki is his and his papa’s.

Kazuhiko then tried to clear up the confusion and told Hikari that he didn’t intend to take his Ma-chan. Kazuhiko then tried to explain what was it that made him insistent about the Alabama-style inter-cousin marriage agreement. He said that he pitied Masaki. He felt like he was responsible for Ma-chan’s happiness, despite not knowing what Masaki happy as Hiromu has eluded in the previous episode. Whatever Hiromu was doing to Kazuhiku, I think, was doing well in at least making space between Masaki and his big family. The scene then ended with Kazuhiko himself realizing that Masaki was actually making the gentle smile after looking at Hikari’s smile, a smile which he had seen in his childhood – denoting that Masaki might actually be happy.

When Masaki’s dead parents Voice Over (VO) was playing over the grave visit scene, I was very sad. I think I have talked it out with my psychologist before. Many people who have homophobic or bigoted parents experience this firsthand. The idea is that this kind of parents has such a strict set of mindsets of what can make their child happy be it that their child needs to be rich, to marry and create a heterosexual nuclear family, to be the most sought-after doctor, to have the highest rank in their office, or something, and their child has to adhere otherwise their happiness will not materialize. Sadly, these parents never realize how the enforcement of their perception is the very thing that bars their child from being happy. I’m not a psychologist or a parent, but that’s my story and the many stories I have listened or read. The VO monologue of the letter by Masaki’s mom really hit me when she said:

“If I’d understood him better, known him better, perhaps things could have been better”.

As well as when she said:

“I’ve forced many things on him, believing it was the best for him”.

Isn’t that what we, as kids, all ever want? For our parents to try to understand us. I mean, most of the times, we don’t even understand ourselves, why can’t our parents then just try to come along the journey with us in finding ourselves?

Going back to what I intended to say. Many people have said that the abusive, harsh, manipulative actions by our homophobic or bigoted parents should just be brushed away just because that they mean well. I think when my psychologist and I had this discussion, I insisted on the fact that I know that my parents meant well. Yet, their perception of what well is really frightens me as an agnostic free-minded person. I think the way that we can see this phenomenon is through the humanist perspective. Yes, our parents, our homophobic, bigoted parents are parents, they were just doing their best – as eluded by Sheldon on the ep 13 of Young Sheldon – they made mistakes, they have good intentions. However, people can become monsters and have screwed up perspectives of what an ideal world is. So, no, I don’t think their abusive actions can get a pass, albeit that we still can see them as humans.

I think what the VO monologue gave me was another type of wishful vindication. The fact that my parents found their error and had hoped that they would try to understand me more than to just shove their perception of what I should be. I was taken aback a little when Masaki’s mother ended the letter by saying that she had hoped that Masaki could find someone that could make him happy, something which can make me segue to the next section easily.

b). Can you really escape the cycle?

These past two weeks have been quite physically challenging for me. I needed to move out from my old room to a new one. Afterwards, I needed to change to find a new place to live entirely, with all the hassle of finding a new place, ya know, setting parameters, finding possible places to live, surveying the possible places, and finally making the decision on where to move. Hold up, I’m not done, I also needed to move all of my entire stuffs which I have accumulated from all of the years I’ve lived in this city and setting it all up again in the new place – very exhausting. I know it’s a trauma dump, but bear with me. All of those physically demanding works really made me regressed on a lot of perceptions or points of view which I have so long tried to establish to better my mental health, something which Masaki talked about in the first scene of the episode.

When Masaki lamented that he had not progressed at all, after meeting with Kazuhiku, due to how he reacted to Kazu-san’s taunts, I really felt that. It seemed like whenever a crisis or a huge problem arises, all of my mental health progress seemed to just have been wiped away. Hiromu really answered his husband’s sadness by a very loving hug and iterated how he has seen Masaki fell, after which Hiromu affirmed that he always tried to catch his husband and reminded him of how to smile again, of the great love they both have in Hikari and Hinata.

I really had hoped that Hiromu would actually talk more about how Masaki has actually grown, and that he could handle all of the sad depressive episodes a little better whenever it appears, like what Shirosaki said to Momose in My New Boss is Goofy.

I don’t know whether what Masaki said was a pattern of codependency, or whether what Shirosaki said was something of a hyper/toxic-independence. What I think I could take from the scene was the fact that Masaki was always able to get back up again even after being kicked in the gut by life multiple times, simply by listing all the love he has in the world. I think that’s beautiful.

[ecargmura]

Kimi Ni Todoke Season 3 Episode 3 Review - Can't Go Back

This episode is a good way to show off Chizu and Ryu’s relationship from how it initially was and how it changed over time. While they’re not dating just yet, I do like the progression from friends to something more.

Chizu and Ryu had always been friends since they were kids. Their families were very close to one another too! Chizu always understood Ryu when others didn’t. Ryu’s mother Tetsuko is shown in the flashbacks and it finally makes sense where Ryu’s brother Toru got his looks from. Tetsuko’s love language was making food, specifically onigiri. Chizu and Ryu loved her onigiri so much. The way the onigiri became sort of their love language was seriously heartbreaking because the times the young Chizuru made onigiri for Ryu in order for both of them to move on was sad. I think the moment they broke down crying together was when Ryu fell in love with Chizuru.

I haven’t lost a parent yet, but I do feel like how Tetsuko’s death, specifically the aftermath, was handled well. Grieving can be hard for some people. While I haven’t lost someone close to me, I have witnessed how those around me processed it and it is a bit similar. Some people bottle up their emotions and only let them out when it gets too much. Ryu was in the denial stage as he bottled up everything and pretended that everything was okay. I also liked how the people around them were always so supportive of their time in need. Kazehaya’s family often invited Ryu over for dinner and even brought extra food when taking him back home. Toru and Ryu would often eat at Chizu’s place for dinner as well. The Sanada family even took the death a lot calmer than expected. They still moved on with their daily lives, but there is a bit of emptiness in the house.

I do also like that because Ryu has feelings for Chizuru and wants to become something more with her, the feelings within Chizuru becomes perplexed because it’s inevitable that once male and female friends start pursuing a romantic relationship, what they had before will instantly be gone. It would be hard for them to return to what they once were, especially since these two known each other their entire lives. Chizuru’s conflicting emotions was handled very well. I also like the fact that Ryu never once pressures her into a relationship or tries to be ambiguous about it. He’s straightforward with his feelings and doesn’t try to goad her into a relationship.

Other than Chizu and Ryu, Ayane and Kento seem to have some progression as Kento reveals to Sawako that he initially had feelings for her, but now, he’s developing a liking towards Ayane. I honestly disliked Kento since Season 2, but I can’t believe this episode is the deciding factor that my opinion of him has changed for the better. I can’t believe I’m liking him.

There’s also awkwardness with Kazehaya and Sawako. I obviously can tell that it was due to the failed kiss attempt and his desire to wanting to kiss Sawako. I think that maybe he’s being distant because he doesn’t want to rush things too quickly? However, Kazehaya’s biggest flaw is that he’s not one to share his feelings all too well. Sawako is a bit oblivious by nature too, so their flaws sort of repel each other like magnets that face the same direction in a sense. Hopefully, the next episode will have them talk things out.

I do think that compared to the fluffy, romantic feeling of Episode 1 and the fun, exciting vibes of Episode 2, this episode is rather emotional. I wonder what sort of vibes the next episode will have. I’ll see you in my next review!

[orcabite]

Anonymous asked:

"Like a Bag" [from @medicus-mortem​, grab him and save him from his own rage]

OOF

The bastard was not light. He appeared scrawny but that was a deception. The fact he was pissed off at being both manhandled and torn away from the source of his targeted fury wasn’t helping as he was not just relaxing in Shachi’s grasp.

 “Captain, you gotta lay off the onigiri...” He manages to joke between huffs as he attempts to speedily move back to the Tang. He was honestly attempting to lighten the mood. At least enough to keep Law from dismembering him for having interrupted what was likely a potentially grisly murder.  

Some fucker had ran his mouth. Of course it had been a couple of marines. Shachi and Law had been scoping the town. There was always the small chance the could find someone to hire into the crew. Plus it didn’t hurt to stock up on necessities from local vendors. Shachi enjoyed looking at weapons shops. Law probably wanted to check out medical equipment or coins. 

During the trip these government mutts had been yapping. tone had gone from quiet and serious to mocking and loud. Neither could help but listen in as they kept to the outskirts. He was half paying attention, at least till he heard a name get dropped from one of their tongues. Flevance. 

Shit. 

It was a sore subject and he knew what the reaction would be. His eyes shot to Law instantly, worry filling his gut. Yup. Shoulders had pulled back, whole body had stiffened. 

“It’s a joke that place lasted as long as it did. It took us way too long to blow it to hell.” 

His shift mate looked nervous, skulking and shifting about. He was younger, a pup really. But he still nodded readily, very much the type wanting to look like the older man was right about everything. A true bootlicking suck up. 

Shachi didn’t even get to hear if they were going to continue on. Law had curled a fist and was making a move forward. Welp. that wasn’t great. They were still surrounded by locals. There were other marines not too far off and the rest of the group was split off taking care of other tasks. They would be outnumbered. Even with Law’s powers it wasn’t a great scenario. If they could get rid of the problem before them and get away, they would be instantly hunted down. That would be a fucking sad start to their long term goals. Besides that, He didn’t care to watch his young captain get himself hurt even though he could completely understood the fury. If circumstances were different he’d have completely backed Law and enabled a slaughter. Hell he could feel his own blood lust beginning to prickle to life. 

With a dash fueled by adrenaline he’d moved into Law’s path and clumsily hefted him up and over his shoulder. His grasp was as tight as he could manage it until they were safely away. 

‘M sorry Law. Really. I am. If you wanna punish me I won’t stop ya. But we can’t.....not like this. We’ll get them all. I promise you that. If you let me live, you damn well know I will be behind you every step of the fuckin’ way. But we gotta survive and grow the crew.” 

He had no idea if Law was listening. He’d gotten a few well placed kicks in. A few Punches. And now deathly silence. Shachi hated the silence. Well....hopefully Law would forgive him. 

[oliviainjapann]

May 12th- Hakone Day Trip

Today started off super early once again. The journey to Hakone was actually insane. We began by taking two train rides, then switched to a cable car, then took a gondola. The views along the way were impeccable though, and I was really appreciating the nature around me. Seeing the mountains and the lush forests were so beautiful. The checkpoint that we got to see was interesting and gave us an idea of what it was like during the Edo period. The gondola ride to the top of the mountains was very cool, and we got to see Mount Fuji. I thought the sulfur eggs were interesting and it was cool to see how many products in the shop revolved around the eggs. Lunch was alright, but it did the trick. Then it was time for the pirate ship. I didn’t really understand why there was a pirate ship to bring us to the other side of the lake, and honestly I was so cold on the deck and the wind was blowing so hard I thought I was going to be swept into the water. The views were very beautiful though I must say. We did have to walk up many stairs and long paths to get to the actual shrine, and it was so cold and windy that I was dying. The shrine was very beautiful, and I got a charm for traffic safety for my car and a pretty one for good health for my mom. Then came the worst part of the day: waiting for what felt like hours to take a photo in front of the famous Tori gates on the water. I was freezing and so tired and moody, but we persevered and got the group photo. I’m now currently on the journey back to the hotel. We were only able to get 7-11 snacks for dinner while we waited for the train to come because so many places were closed, and I don’t know how many more tuna and mayo onigiris I can consume. They are amazing, but I think I’ve had one every day and I’m starting to feel ill. I miss salads and vegetables in America. I’m going to have to go on a detox when I get back home tbh. Idk how the Japanese stay so fit and skinny. Anyways, I’m defrosting now on this train and will possibly be getting some more food once we get back with my friends.

Academic Reflection

The reading for today prepared me well to see the physical checkpoint replica in our first stop of the day. I thought it was an interesting and disturbing concept to learn about how the checkpoints worked and what they were made for. For one, they were used to keep the daimyo’s wives inside, and two, keep guns out. The daimyo did not want their wives following them when they would travel to Edo, the capital. They needed to travel in order to prevent uprisings from occurring. What was sad to learn was that by keeping the wives inside, they ensured the wives would stay faithful, however the daimyo were not so much. I see so many parallels between the themes shown during this period of time and even now, with double standards and women not having the same freedoms. I’m grateful we don’t have these checkpoints any more, but there’s definitely work to do.

Also, another interesting part of the exhibit was of the three instruments used for torture that the samurai’s would use in order to maintain order within the walls of the city. They appeared very dangerous and scary, and clearly this was the effect that the samurai wanted to have on the commoners. There were many uprising within the cities too due to a low quality of life, including high prices of goods and taxes, and these instruments ensures control over the masses. This made me really appreciate the life that I live now. I cannot imagine the difficulties that commoners had to go through, not just in Japan, but around the world. The pain was unbearable, and it is sad to see the reality we live in and the inhumanity that some people possess.

[wakatshi]

dad called me earlier and told me to be at the mall in 10 mins like no details at all….. we had sushi and duck ramen hihi

[hinakazino]

You’re beautiful || Uchihas x Reader

Summary: You get picked on about your small chest. The Uchihas don’t stand idly by and rush to show their love for you, their wife.

Context: Female!reader is a ninja who knew the Uchihas from a young age.

Warnings: Insecurities, sadness, & humiliation (?)

Madara Uchiha

You both were just doing your normal walk around Konoha. Typically both of you just enjoy the peace, but today was different. While walking you had bumped into one of your old classmates. Truth be told, you never spoke with them much because you knew they were rude. On your first meeting all they did was turn everything you said into something negative. You felt so embarrassed because the whole class was watching. All you wanted to do was suggest something.

Now, was no different, and you weren’t surprised they hadn’t changed. “Oh look who it is, it’s be awhile, (Y/N) Uchiha,” she said with a smirk. You knew she was mocking you since she had always thought you’d never find anybody. You stayed quiet as a blush took over your face from embarrassment. Your hand squeezed Madara’s out of nervousness while she continued.

“Honestly, I’m surprised you found anyone, especially a clan leader. Despite that flat chest of yours,” she stated, words clearly laced with venom. You opened your mouth to speak but before you could Madara cut in. “Shut your mouth you imbecile, don’t you dare speak to my wife that way,” he spat. His eyes narrowed in disgust as his hand wrapped around your waist to pull you closer.

“She is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and for your information. You look as ugly as a rat, if anything WE should be wishing YOU good luck on finding a spouse,” he said grinning. You could practically feel his chakra flowing out of him in rage. It wasn’t good to let this continue, people were starting to gather and you didn’t want to start something. “Madara, it’s okay, people are gathering, thank you,” you responded. You didn’t want to ruin his reputation but you felt happy. Happy that he loved you.

As you both walk away hand in hand, you smile joyfully. “If anyone ever says anything like that to you, know that their words hold no truth,” Madara says softly as you guys head back home. You smile, “thank you love,” you say. Quickly stopping to press a soft kiss to his cheek.

Sasuke Uchiha

(This is while Sasuke is with team Taka!) You both were both out searching for clues on Itachi. When you both decided on taking a break. You knew Sasuke didn’t like sweets so you decided to stop at a small shop that selled Onigiri, his favorite. You two were seating across from each other, both sipping from a cup of warm water when the waitress approached.

She was, in your eyes, very cute and attractive. While she approached you guys, as it would seem, her eyes were fixated on Sasuke. Sasuke was fairly handsome, anyone who saw him knew that. With onyx eyes, hair to match, and a fitting physique. “Hello sir, what would you like to eat?” she asked, smiling. You were honestly a bit annoyed at her flatly ignoring you.

Normally it was you ordering the food because it seemed that Sasuke wouldn’t bother. This of course was also not the first time things had happened this way. Alike other times, Sasuke simply stayed silent so you took the in initiative. “We’d like some Onigiri please,” you say, prompting her to look at you.

You could see the discontent in her eyes as she wrote down your order and left. Once she came back with your order you couldn’t help but be shocked at her behavior. Her uniform was very loose, enough that part of her breasts were exposed. She leaned down way too low for your liking and seemed to once again only focus on Sasuke.

You decided to just let it go and have her go away hoping she’d get the idea. She didn’t. Instead she just sneered at you and chose to insult you. “Can’t you see I’m serving him? Don’t act like you know anything you small chested little girl,” she would say in a low tone. Still loud enough to hook some customers.

She had a smirk on her face, and whether it was her trying to make you seem like a bad lover or just trying to shame you. Sasuke didn’t take any of it. He slammed his drink down on the table loud enough that now everyone was paying attention. Your eyes shy’d away to your lap as your eyes burned a little. You held back your tears to watch what Sasuke would do.

Sasuke could tell you weren’t up for a confrontation so he simply got up, took the Onigiri, and grabbed your hand to leave. He gave a cold glare directed at the waitress, “I suggest you get out of everyone’s sight, you aren’t attractive at all,” he would state.

While walking away together, you can’t help but blush at his jump at defense. “Thank you,” you’d whisper to him with a smile. He in turn just looks at you, his mouth twitches and turns into a smile. It was a rare occasion to see him smile like that, “I don’t care how you are,” he says. Then blushing at his own words. You’d always thought Sasuke was cute like this, and with that you gave him a peck on the lips to show your appreciation for having him.

Itachi Uchiha

(Uchiha massacre didn’t happen: Itachi deserves love 💗) Honestly you had no idea how you got yourself into this situation. This is what you thought as you lay on your bed. Hair spread out on your pillow thinking about your day. You had just finished crying a little thinking about another sad scenario of Itachi leaving you. Truth be told, Itachi was the greatest thing that had happened to you.

He was so sweet and kind. Soft and loving, he was the man any girl would fall for! As you did, but just like how he was so perfect that meant you should be too, right? So why was it that you just couldn’t get over the point of your small breasts? To top it off a man had decided to rub it in your face today. In front of everyone at work of all places!

You worked as a medical ninja, and just as you and others were packing up to head home for the day a man decided to confront you. It seemed that he had some issues with Itachi because it quickly became apparent that he wasn’t trying to be friends with you. “You’re itachi’s girlfriend right?” he has asked, only before he started telling you that Itachi sucked.

That you shouldn’t be with him and that you deserved better. Honestly you were bewildered by his speech because until this moment you had no idea who this man was. Not only was his talk drawing in a lot of attention, you started packing faster in response. “I love Itachi and that’s just how it is, you should go speak to him directly about what you think about him instead,” you had yelled.

You were upset at that point. This man seemed crazy, and he was insulting your boyfriend! The kindest guy you’d ever met! But what he spat at you next brought you to tears. “Well- makes sense why you’d like a guy like him, people who suck go with people just like them, right flat girl?” he had said in a mocking tone. Tears started to pool in your eyes but in an attempt to not let anyone see you ran away.

As you ran you heard people yelling at the man, telling him he had completely crossed a line. Others you heard whispering, people glancing at you weirdly as you zoomed by. Now you were at home, all alone as you weren’t to expect Itachi home until two days later. As it seems, luck was on your side today.

Itachi arrived early and could already tell you were home. He had taken longer because he had decided to drop by at a store to get your favorite snack. He entered your now shared home and quickly went to your room to surprise you. When he flung open the door smiling at you he had startled you. “Itachi! You scared me!” you would say giving him a weary smile. Only to be met with a frown becoming present on Itachi’s face.

He could always tell whenever you were feeling down, and you bet now it was obvious with your red swollen eyes. He sat down next to you on the bed and pulled you close to him in a warm embrace. “You can tell me what’s wrong love, I’m always here for you,” he would say, while stroking your hair. He knew it always calmed you and you stared up at him in uncertainty as you told him about what happened.

Itachi just sat with you the whole time, listening and paying attention. He could see the insecurity showing in you and when you were finished he only held you tighter. “I love you, please don’t cry,” he would say giving you a soft forehead kiss and wiping your tears away. “You are the most magnificent woman I’ve ever met, I don’t care about your small chest, I think you’re very cute, and I don’t feel like there is anyone else for me than you,” he’d explain smiling.

You only hugged him tighter in response, “please don’t let me go,” you whispered. Itachi then proceeded to open the snack he had gotten for you, he wanted to cheer you up. “I’ll be here for you always love,” he said. Before you both ate snacks together and fell back into your routine of getting ready to sleep. Itachi made sure to cuddle a lot with you after. Let’s just say the next day when you did go to work. The guy was nowhere to be seen.

Shisui Uchiha

(Uchiha Massacre didn’t happen here either!!) Shisui was set to arrive sometime today. You were very happy about this information because you had missed him very much. Since Shisui was such an important figure in Konoha he was busy a lot. You both always valued the time spent together and always dreaded your time apart.

You were just grocery shopping to prepare tonight’s dinner. You wanted to have a nice warm welcoming meal set for Shisui. When you saw him from afar, he seemed to be speaking with someone. You quickly went up to speak with him only slowing down when you realized it was a girl. As you approached them Shisui seemed to be nervous but he smiled giving you a hug.

You were a bit confused, “sorry if I’m bothering, is something going on?” you asked. Shisui didn’t say anything but the girl spoke up. “Oh no it’s fine, I was just asking Shisui on a date,” she said, smiling confidently. You were stunned to silence, but you quickly realized this girl probably didn’t know he was taken. “I’m sorry, Shisui is my husband,” you stated.

Shisui smiled at you and seemed relieved you spoke for him. You could feel the awkward atmosphere hanging in the air as the girl seemed to collect herself. “Yes, I know, but I’m still offering- besides I can tell I’d be an upgrade,” she said smirking. Her hands crossed under her chest as she looked at Shisui in a suggestive manner.

Your hands had both formed into fists. Squeezing both grocery bags in annoyance. “Upgrade? I don’t see anything better about you,” you said angrily. She only laughed, “where’s your chest? hm?” she questioned mockingly. Your lip quivered as you fought back tears, yet you didn’t know how to respond. You didn’t expect a blow like that.

Shisui pulled you close to him and grabbed one of the grocery bags from your hands. “I wouldn’t date a rude person such as you, and you should know better, my wife’s one of the most gorgeous girls around!” he would say, his other hand now holding yours. You stared at him in awe as he pulled you away from the girl while telling her to never appear before him again.

When you both finally made it home. Shisui made you set all the groceries down. He cupped your face in his hands and began giving you kisses everywhere on your face. “I love,” kiss, “you”, kiss, “you are adorable”, kiss, “and forget about what she said”, kiss, “and I don’t care for your chest size”, kiss. He then proceeded to pull you into a hug and for the rest of the night. You both enjoyed one another’s presence, having dinner and then snuggling to sleep afterwards.

Remember you’re beautiful and no less worthy because of how you are! ❤️❤️❤️

© 2023 by Hinakazino, do not translate/edit/claim or use my work in any form.

[lale-txt]

Hi I saw that your requests are open and I love your writting sm 💕 Can I request how Law, Kid, Killer, and Hawkins would react to a Y/N that has a similar personality to them? Would they get annoyed and avoid them or would they find comfort in someone who has the same mindset as them and establish a relationship with them?

aww that was such a cute request, thank you for sending it in! and please forgive me for leaving out Hawkins, i tried but i really don't have any thoughts about him and couldn't come up with anything that would please me 😭 i elaborated more on the other ones to make up for it. hope you'll like them!

🌀 Law, Kid & Killer reacting to someone w/ a similar personality to theirs

Law

pre-timeskip Law would probably eye you a bit wary first, trying to find out if you’re laid back or trouble

once you both warm up to each other, he might also grow a bit fond of you, finally someone who understands him

you both avoid causing chaos on your own, but you sure like to watch it when others do

you’ll probably be sitting in an ice cafe together, sipping milk shakes as you judge others through your oversized sunglasses, mumbling “what idiots” and nodding in agreement

post-timeskip Law will need even more time to warm up to you, but since it’s equal you both just hang around together like two house cats who really don’t want to be there but yet here they are

you can still enjoy each others company at least when everyone around you is annoying the fuck out of you

he’ll actually grow really fond of you, actively seeking your presence whenever people were exhausting but he also didn’t wanted to be alone with his own thoughts

you’re both really good listeners who can help each other out with advice if needed (“i don’t think i can spend any more minutes with mugiwara-ya.” “just roll with it. at least their chef prepares onigiri for you?”)

you’re besties now. might turn into something more, you know, if you both manage to open up enough?

Kid

oh boy, get ready to rumble

you see each other breathing the wrong way and both of you just snap, fist clashing, hair pulling, chairs being thrown through the room

you’re both fearless and bold, ready to snap anyone’s neck who dares to cross your paths

Kid seems to be irritated by you first, wondering why the hell you wouldn’t back down when he clearly demonstrated his strength and willingness to kill, instead you show off that you’re not one to mess with either

moreover, it does turn him on a bit

which only makes him more angry and confused

you might find him listening in his cabin listening to 00s emo punk rock on full volume to sort out his feelings, staring angry at the ceiling

Kid is very distrusting about the whole deal– you, being able to cuss him out without blinking and yet holding strong values for the people you love, jumping into fire for them if you must

what were these kind of feelings and why wouldn’t they go away when you’re clearly not into him, because why else would you show all this aggressive behavior towards him

oh right, because you were the same…

turn the volume down of your sad and angry playlist because a certain captain might knock on your door tonight, challenging you to a fight (or a kiss)…

Killer

Killer and you, you’re chill. nothing can shake you except maybe injustice against your crew and loved ones

you both come off as a bit arrogant first, making you eye each other up and down at your first encounter

at least you think he did so, it was hard to tell through his mask to be honest

“tsk.”

you both raise an eyebrow at each other (again, you assumed he did the same) and you walk the other ways, giving each other space, sometimes it was best to avoid trouble

then again, when he finds you in the kitchen cooking pasta for everyone, he seems to warm up to you a little and so do you

you end up making pasta from scratch, discussing the perfect pasta shape for an hour (“but this one can hold the most sauce.” “okay, but this one can be eaten with a mask on.”)

you end up doing two different shapes, both respectfully complimenting each other for their work

maybe under the mask was actually a very sweet soul?

you’re about to find out when he shows up with a milkshake and two straws late at night, ready to discuss the pros and cons of reusable straws with you, daring you to take of your mask too because he grew a liking on you…

[thesunshineriptide]

hello!! how are you doing? im interested with your writing and i want to request if you don't mind!! also, im sorry if this goes against the rules :"(

can i ask for any character from twst (you can choose the character freely!) x reader, that very insecure about their artwork? and they always feel like they're not good enough, and always push themselves. because lately I've been struggling with it. tysm!! have a lovely day/night, and don't forget to drink water!! i love your writing so much, keep going <3

Hey you okay anon? Also I totally get it and absolutely yes I can fulfill this. I hope you have an excellent day/night too, and don’t forget to take a break buddy. This one took a while because i think there’s a lot of characters who, in a sense, “have a lot to say to you” also, since you didn’t specify what kind of art you meant, I kept it kind of vague

F*****’ Perfect

Characters: Riddle, Silver, Deuce, Jade, Floyd, Azul, Idia, Lilia

CW// low self esteem, bad self talk, depression, anxiety, mental health discussion, food, angst, hurt/comfort, potential out of character behavior

Octatrio

Azul blinked owlishly for a moment at you before coughing and adjusting his glasses to recompose himself. Even the twins hovering in the doorway seemed to be shocked at your admission, though untrained eye would never have noticed.

As you stared at him, face set in a way that made it clear you weren’t joking, Azul began to feel something he hadn’t in a long, long time. Guilt.

“Prefect, surely you jest?” He said, voice lilting upward in what may have sounded like a question, but was more so a suggestion, “It seems as though you would have nothing to gain from that.”

People in the halls were beginning to watch because - well, Azul almost never said no to a deal, even one that fucked someone else over. Especially one that that fucked someone over.

“I don’t want it anymore, Azul. I can’t - it’s never good enough. I’ll never be good enough at it, so better to give it up now, right? Besides, you’re crafty, I’m sure you could use it somehow.”

“Keobi-Chan…” Floyd began, leaning toward you, eyes astonishingly sympathetic.

“Ah, right,” you laughed, a tired and desolate sound, “I almost forgot. ‘I don’t have any exceptional talents. No beautiful singing voice, no magic, the only thing I have to offer is Ramshakle’…” you trailed off, looking away from the trio, “Disregard what I said, then. I won’t bother you anymore.”

As you began to walk away, it was Jade who grabbed your wrist to pull you back, “Prefect, wait a moment, please.”

Azul and Floyd both looked at him in surprise. He rarely went to touch anyone, much less to pull them to him.

You turned to look back at him before relenting, inching back toward the group.

Jade paused, mouth opening and closing as he thought of what to say. The entire hall of people had their eyes trained on you two, and he finally settled on, “Why don’t the four of us take this somewhere private?”

When you shrugged and mumbled an ‘alright’, Floyd practically snatched you into his arms and began running toward Octavinelle, causing Jade and Azul to follow at a somewhat quick pace (Azul refuses to run, Jade refuses to chase Floyd in public)

As you and Floyd were the first to arrive, he busted into Mostro Lounge, grip still firm on you, and plopped you down into a booth seat by the window wall.

“You look sad, Shrimpy. Imma get you something to snack on.”

And with that, he gave you a head pat and wandered away to the kitchen.

Floyd is a terrifyingly fast runner, which means that even though he was gone for a full five minutes, Jade and Azul still hadn’t arrived. This wasn’t a problem, though, because Floyd came back with a specialty butterfly pea iced tea and some onigiri, plated with a drawing of a happy eel made with sriracha.

He sat down across from you, plucking one onigiri ball off the plate while staring at you expectantly. When you hesitated to take one, he nudged the plate at you with a firm expression, “Eat.” As you took the rice ball and bit into it, he finally smiled and leaned back, “So…you wanna trade your art talent over to Azul? Why?”

For a moment you had convinced yourself that maybe he wouldn’t ask, but it was clear that you wouldn’t be so lucky.

“I’m tired of it. It just makes me feel shitty. I’m…everything I do isn’t good enough. I’m not good enough. So, if I can’t use it, and other people seem to like it, why not give it to someone who wants it?”

He watched you for a moment as he chewed. Once he swallowed he hummed, “That’s kinda stupid, Y/N.”

Jesus, has he never heard of sugarcoating?

“If other people like it, then maybe it’s because you’re good at it. And if you think it’s worth trading, then clearly you know that somewhere too.”

You stared at the eel for a moment, who stared back looking completely serious. He grabbed another onigiri and began to eat that one too.

“You don’t think you’re good enough?” Came a voice from behind, and, oh yeah, those two were coming too.

Jade sat beside you, forcing you to scoot over as Azul sat beside Floyd, and based off his raised eyebrow it seemed he was the one who asked.

Neither Jade nor Azul took the food, but Jade did scoot your drink toward you with a somewhat worried look, and rested a hand on the booth seat, nestled between the two of you.

“‘M not good enough,” you mumbled around the food, “No matter what I do, the picture in my head won’t come out when I try and make it. And - I’m just so sloppy with my tools, ‘n it just feels like nothing I do will make me better at it. Besides, it’s not like people think it’s good.”

Azul’s façade faltered, eyes brimming with mercy. He whispered, “I think it’s good, Y/N.”

Every one of them looked genuinely concerned when you laughed, putting down your food. You took a sip of the drink Floyd made you, trying to choke down tears welling up. “You don’t have to flatter me.”

The twins looked to Azul with a severe look. The leaders eyes flicked between Jade and Floyd as he said with a surprisingly amount of confidence, “I was wrong about you, Y/N. You aren’t talentless, I simply hadn’t paid much attention to you prior to our meeting. Now, after knowing you, I’m able to see just how wrong I was.” He looked away, toward the water for a moment before Floyd nudged him lightly with his elbow, prompting him to keep talking. Azul sighed softly before looking back to you.

When you locked eyes, he was startled a moment before he began talking again. “I…I understand your pain. I may not be an artist-“

“‘Cept a con artist!” Floyd helpfully supplied, eliciting a giggle from you.

Azul smiled fondly at your reaction, even though it was at his expense, before he continued, “I may not be an artist, but I do know what it’s like to feel…inadequate.” He looked at you, then to Jade, who nodded at him to keep going. “As you know, when I was younger, I was…well, I…” he looked at a loss, “When I was younger, I was bullied. Back at home. I’m where I am now because I forced myself to work five times as hard as everyone else…”

Floyd nudged him again, then butted in, “What he’s trying to say is that you two are the same, ‘cause you both don’t think you’re good enough.”

Jade hummed, “And much like Azul, you’re actually quite competent in your craft, prefect.”

You looked to the sudden comment at your side and found Jade smiling at you.

“You’re both quite talented. It would be a shame for you to give your gifts up to Azul before you’ve had time to, ah - blossom, so to speak. You’re still quite young. And even if you weren’t so, the human lifespan is around…hmm, 80 years?”

“Yeah! So you could become the best ever at like, 79! But you can’t be the best old person artist ever if you give up now, Keobi-Chan!” Floyd chirped.

Azul seemed to gather himself and nod in agreement, “My friend,” he began. Both eels gave him a surprised look. He waved it away, “My friend, I can’t rob you of something so precious. It would take away your very essence, and I quite like you the way you are.”

As tears began to shed from your eyes, and a sob threatened to escape your throat, it was Jade who leaned over to pull you close, letting you cry into his jacket’s lapels as you broke down.

Evidently, the octatrio was having a very surprising day, but it’s not every day when your emotional support Shrimpy breaks down.

When Jade noticed you finally calmed down, he tilted your head up, only to find you asleep against him. He let out a sigh and lifted you in a bridal carry, “They appear to be asleep. Shall I take them to Ramshackle?”

Azul hummed and shook his head, “We have spare rooms. I’d rather keep them close, for now. I don’t think they should be alone.”

Floyd bounded behind Jade, “I’ll go get baby seal! We can have them in one of those land sleepovers!”

Azul walked with Jade to deposit you in a spare room.

“I’m surprised you’re being so kind today, Jade.”

“I could say the same of you, Azul. I’m quite surprised you opened up so to them.”

“It’s hard to stay closed off with them.” He murmured, unlocking the door and stepping inside, holding it open to let Jade inside. “They just have something about them…”

Jade nodded as Azul hurried to the bed to pull back the covers. “I feel quite the same way. They are truly fascinating, aren’t they?”

Azul chuckled a little as Jade laid you down, quickly removing your shoes before readjusting you to lay in the bed properly.

As Floyd bounded in holding a disgruntled Grim, he grinned, “”m glad we finally get to keep Shrimpy for a bit.”

“Oya~? And why’s that?”

“‘Cause eel’s gotta protect their shrimps, remember?” He grinned, letting grim down on the bed who was quiet due to the fact he was allowed to have your leftover Onigiri.

Jade laughed softly, “yes, yes we do.”

Riddle

A pristine white piece of paper rests on Riddle’s desk, ink penned perfectly into cursive swirls.

To my dearest friend,

I am not good with talking about issues such as these, but I believe it is important to speak about. Lest my tongue betray me and hurt you, I’ve written this down, to save both you and I trouble.

Your dedication to your craft is admirable in every regard, but I worry over you. It seems as though no matter the masterpiece you create, you are unsatisfied with the result, and rather than appreciating the skills and a talent you have cultivated and the artistry of your work, you are upset with any shortcomings.

An awareness of one’s weaknesses is necessary for improvement, but I believe you have stepped over the line, so to speak, and have instead become deluded that it is all weakness.

I remember a time when I believed the same of myself, and you were the one to show me how harmful it was to myself and others. Please, allow me to do the same for you.

As you know I do not sugarcoat my words, nor do I have appraisal for work I do not find to be good. Believe me when I say this, with all sincerity - you may be one of the most artistically talented people I have ever met, and ever will meet. I look forward to seeing you cultivate and refine your skills further, but please, my friend, you have time. Do not burn out over such things so young. A candlelight snuffed out before the night is a tragedy to the matchbox.

With well wishes and care, your loyal friend,

Riddle Rosehearts

He sat at the desk for a moment, rereading his letter nearly twice as much as he rereads his notes, before neatly folding into thirds.

His chair makes a scuffing sound as he pushes himself back from the desk slightly in order to reach a draw beside him. In he reaches, pulling out a small box containing a tea light, a spoon, wax beads, dried flowers, and a small stamp with a rose design embedded.

He carefully snaps his fingers, calling on a small amount of fire magic to light his candle, letting it get hot before changing tasks to fill the spoon with wax beads. He focuses on his breathing as he holds the spoon carefully above the fire, watching it slowly begin to melt. His hands are shaky from nerves, his mind a flutter with everything he wanted to say, tongue moving silently in his mouth as if opening his lips would let every thought would pour out from him.

When the wax appeared to be melted all the way, he blew out the candle and reached into the box, pulling out a dried sprig of forget-me-nots. He carefully pressed the letter shut, then rested the flowers across them before pouring the hot wax down onto it. He raised his stamp, closing his eyes and huffing a breath before pressing it down firmly into the red wax pool, holding the pressure firmly as it cooled. When he was sure it was no longer tacky, he removed the stamp to reveal his signet, accidentally turned slightly to the right.

His fingers itched to rip off the seal and try again before he remembered exactly what it was attached to, and who it was for.

He left it, smiling a little. Perhaps something imperfect from him was the perfect example for you. Besides, he reasoned, it seemed you loved the world the less perfect it was.

Idia

It’s been a long day of work, hunched over a table in the cafeteria. It’s a rainy Saturday and there’s nothing better to do then snack and let creativity do it’s thing.

Hours have gone by and you seemed completely dead to the world, working and reworking tirelessly to get the product you intended, and it seemed almost completely fruitless.

This piece has been months in the making, all of the planning and plotting and working out kinks, and now that it’s almost done it, it seems to you like it’s all wrong.

You looked up and rubbed at your eyes, only to make eye contact with the campus cryptic himself.

Idia looked nervous, holding his tablet with a delicate grasp as he stared at you. A moment later he yelped, eyes going wide.

“A-ah, Y/N, I’m sorry, I just- Ortho came through here earlier? And I-I, I, um…” the tips of his hair began to blush like pink as his eyes darted everywhere but your face.

A moment of staring at him too long made him look ready to run before you snapped out of it. “It’s alright. Idia, right?”

He looked slightly more panicked, “Uh- uh, yeah, I am. You know me?”

You nodded with a light smile, “I know we haven’t met in person before, but I hear a lot about you from Ortho. You know me?”

He hummed, tight and high, and nodded jerkily, “You fought the overblots, everyone knows about you.”

You smiled easily, though there was a bit of sadness, “A shame. I’m sure you’ve heard terrible things about me.” You teased.

“Only good! I promise.” He said slightly too loud before sitting down across the cafeteria table from you. “I hope you don’t m…mind. Ortho told me that there was someone doing art over here and- I, uh, I wanted to know more.” He finally broke into a soft smile, though he was overall very stiff.

You laughed and shrugged, “I wouldn’t say it’s art, but you’re welcome to watch. This has been taking me forever and it just looks…awful.”

Idia looked between you and your work for a moment, “I think it looks nice.” He said earnestly.

You laughed a little, but when you looked to him it died. “Really?”

He nodded eagerly, “Yeah! I mean, I watch a lot of anime, a-and I have a really strong, uh, appreciation for stuff like this, yknow?” He said nervously, fiddling with his tablet.

He looked nervous s you admitted, “I don’t like it. It’s…wrong. I as going for a different vibe and it just…missed its mark.”

You smiled as he typed at lighting speed and the tablet spoke for him, launching into a passionate soliloquy about art in all forms

“No matter what, art is really important. I think all art is important, good or bad. Picasso’s art was kinda shit, yknow? But it spawned a whole art movement, so clearly it’s worth something to someone. So everything has its place. I really like gothic cyberpunk art but there’s people out there that like minimalism, so I guess…” Idia looked up from his tablet, thinking, “You might think your art is bad, but maybe you’re looking at it wrong. Maybe the boundaries you’re setting on yourself is the issue, not the art.”

Lilia and Silver

Silver rested under a tree next to you as Lilia say behind you, braiding flowers into a flower crown, occasionally holding it up to your head to make sure it would fit.

“You have to rest,” they said, “You can’t keep burning the candle at both ends.”

Lilia hummed a song he heard a lifetime ago as he worked, being careful not to tug your hair or get too loud as he smoothed your hair and gently placed the flower crown on your head. It was relaxing like this, even when your hands itched to get back to work.

Lilia must have noticed, leaning down to guide your fingers from where they were fidgeting to lay them flat in the grass.

“Y/N, it’s time to rest. You can work when we get back, but you must take a break.”

You frowned and turned to face him, “I don’t want to take a break, I want to finish this project.”

He tutted and shook his head, “Raise your chin and look around. Tell me what you see.”

You sighed and looked around, beginning to list everything you could see, “I see trees, the sky, clouds, grass, Silver sleeping under a tree, some flowers-“

Lilia began to laugh heartily, “You don’t need to tell me, I can see too.”

You huffed, “So what do you want me to do then?”

He sighed, “You’re running yourself ragged. Humans don’t live long, how will you enjoy your time alive if you spent it tucked away on your lonesome?”

You shrugged, “I’m not exactly enjoying a lot now.”

Lilia pet your hair, “That seems to be the issue, my dear. Now, look around again if you’re so persistent to work,” he leaned forward, resting his head on your shoulder, “What do you see?”

“I already told you,” your groaned, exasperated.

“What does the world look like right now?”

You sighed and began to contemplate it.

It’s a lovely 68 degrees (Fahrenheit) with a light chill that stung the face slightly. The sun was shedding golden rays that danced through the treetops, tiptoeing playfully along the long, reedy grass. Soft moss grew up the side of the tree Silver was (previously) sleeping under, cradling his head like an earthy pillow. Several patches of grass were flattened into circles that were surely made by an animal, but looked like the soft fur of the forest herself. Ravens above head cawed as they took flight. The cicadas buzzed their merry tune as ants carried away pocket crumbs. A deer was just on the edge of the clearing, watching while munching on some shrubbery.

The flowers that surrounded them were stunning. Growing freely were dandelions, clover, chickweed, violets, black eyed Susan’s, Queen Anne’s lace, wildflowers, chicory, buttercups, and milkweed. Nearby were cattails, elderberries, wild strawberries, button mushrooms, and alliums of all kinds. The air was sweet with the scent of honey and fresh air.

As you took a deep breath, you turned to find Lilia and Silver smiling at you.

“Back to twisted wonderland?”

You smiled and nodded, “Yeah, thanks Lilia.”

He nodded and the three of you sat there for longer, chatting about random everyday nothings, eventually falling into comfortable silence as you watched the sun begin to disappear and night begin to fall.

“It’s time we get back,” Silver stated, “It’ll be easy to get lost in the dark.”

You nodded and began to pack up everything (which was like, a blanket and some snacks) and make your way back to campus.

“Hey,” Silver said softly, wrapping a protective arm around your back, “I know what you’ve been feeling.”

“Hmm?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I often feel like I’m not doing good enough. Like I should be able to do more. But it’s a lot like Lilia said, you can’t get caught up in the ‘should’s. Be proud of what you can do, Y/N. You’re insanely creative and massively talented. You’ve persevered through so much. And aside from that, you can’t improve if your well-being is put to the wayside. It’s like…” he paused, “it’s like asking a horse to race when it hasn’t been fed in a while. It may be able to do it, but it could also simply harm the animal, and it’s unlikely they will do well regardless. Take care of yourself.”

You looked at him with tears in your eyes before nodding, and tugged him into a side hug. “Thanks, Silver. You always know just what to say.”

He nodded and gave a little smile as you walked back to campus. Lilia trailed behind quietly, proud of both of you.

Deuce

“Prefect! Look!” Deuce yelled as he ran up to you excitedly, tugging you along toward a throng of students.

“What’s going on?” You asked, trying to keep up with Deuce.

“Test rankings are up, I’m so excited.”

You hummed as you made your at through the crowd to where you could see the results.

43rd on the list with 87% was Deuce Spade.

He cheered wildly, grinning at you, “Look! I’m on the list!”

You smiled back, only to hear some snobby comment about how “it’s not even that high up, dude.”

You turned to face the person, ready to light into him when Deuce grabbed your shoulder and pulled you away.

“Don’t.” He said softly, “it’s not a big deal.”

“Of course it’s a big deal!” You argued, “nobody gets to talk shit about my friend and get away with it.”

He shrugged and gave you a smile, “it doesn’t matter to me. I’m happy I made it in top 50. I can’t wait to tell my mom!”

You looked confused for a moment, “it…it doesn’t bother you that you’re not higher up?”

He looked confused in turn, “No? This is higher than I thought I would be. I’m just glad to know I’m improving.”

You hummed and thought for a moment, leaning in to hug him.

He accepted it happily, though still confused, and hugged back tight, “Prefect, what’s up with this? Not that I’m complaining, but…”

You shrugged, “I think I just…I’m always thinking about what other people want from me. It makes me miserable. But to see you so happy about just getting what you want…” you looked back toward the list, “sorry if that sounded insulting, I meant it genuinely.”

He shrugged, “It’s good. But yeah, you just gotta block out those guys. I remember when I thought it was cool to be an asshole and tear down other people and just hate everything and…it really didn’t make me happy. But I thought that’s what you’re supposed to do. And then I stopped, and I went for something I want. Something I can be proud of, and I can make my mom proud of too. It’s not easy, always, but…it makes me happy. So I think it’s worth it.”

You stared at him and nodded, “yeah, that sounds nice. I wanna try some of that.”

He laughed, “want me to tutor you? I’d be glad to.”

“I think my study is gonna take a long time, but, it’ll be worth it. Especially if you’re there to help.”

He looked a little surprised before grinning, bumping your shoulders together, “We can be study buddies! Start a club. The ‘getting better together’ club.”

“Sounds perfect.”

[mango-bango-bby]

Hiya mango, I've been a fan of ur account for a while now and I really love ur fanfics ♥︎♡︎. If its ok, can u do one where reader runs away successfully from dad izu? Like they realize that what he's doing is wrong and wants to go to their old life. And that izu has been a mess ever since they ran away, even his daughter misses them so much until one morning, they've come back, making them breakfast realizing that this is where they belong. Hope this makes sense... Thank you <3

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(A/N: I know i always say it but I love writing domestic fics 🥺💕 Also thank you so much!!! I’m so glad you enjoy my fics and like reading them. I hope you like this one just as much!!)

Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, domestic stuff, children, angsty angst, escaping, Stockholm syndrome 

Summary: You run away from Izuku, only to come right back  (Yan!Izuku x GN!reader)

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You gently slip into the home with the makeshift key you made. You wanted to escape so so bad in the beginning, you wanted to leave and get back to a normal life. However now that you had, it didn’t feel right. You weren’t... happy.

You weren’t happy despite thinking you would be. From the moment you ran out of that home it was not the same as it was before. The sun was to bright, the sidewalk hurt as you ran on it from the home you had been trapped in, no one helped you no matter how much you asked.

Eventually you had found an old friend who offered to let you stay. You had only been gone for a few days. They kept asking what happened. Yet you said you didn’t remember and told them not to call anyone about you. You didn’t want him or Isamu to get into any trouble.

After running away in the middle of the night from your friends house, you found yourself right back at Izuku’s house. You only thought for a moment before entering the safe walls of the home.

You take a glance inside the bedroom, your heart breaking at the sight. Isamu was curled up in the large bed along with her father, Izuku. Isamu laid in the middle of the bed, much like she did when you were there. She would crawl in between you two when she had a nightmare.

Izuku had dark circles under his eyes as if he hadn’t slept since you left, his hair was also disheveled. Isamu seemed to have dried tears on her cheeks, most likely because she didn’t know where you were. You can only imagine that Izuku was comforting her before they both ended up falling asleep.

You let out a sad sigh before leaving the room and into the kitchen. You hope some breakfast onigiri will be enough of a peace offering after your little escape. It was one of Isamu and Izuku’s favorites that you would make. Plus you could make it very quickly before they wake up.

You can only hope that Izuku will forgive you quickly, you know he will but you really hope he’ll be able to forgive you quickly. You really do love him. You can already expect that when he sees you back he will be crying in your arms in happiness.

Isamu most likely will be as well. You loved her and you loved Izuku, even if it took a while to realize it.

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Thank you for reading, darling!!

[petriquors]

— little ways he shows his love

❤ boys !! timeskip!osamu, kuroo, sugawara, iwaizumi, kita, oikawa

❤ genre !! fluff

❤ author notes !! just a quick one after not feeling well today! part 2 (bokuto, ushijima, tendou, suna, asahi, ennoshita) part 3 (atsumu, yamaguchi, tsukishima, hinata) part 4 (akaashi, iwaizumi, sakusa, matsukawa) part 5 (meian, hirugami s., tanaka)

❤ osamu !!  

while he’s not exactly a morning person, osamu is decidedly a “get up when i need to so i can get things done” person. this results in him sliding his way out of bed without you noticing at some unholy hour because of the hours of prep work he needs to get in before the lunch rush at the restaurant, and he doesn’t like to rush through his morning routine. part of his morning routine involves making breakfast for you both (and it’s always incredibly wholesome: vegetable soup, rice, eggs, fresh fruit) and an adorable bento for you to take to work. picture onigiri in cute animal molds, a fresh salad with homemade dressing, even homemade katsu. osamu wants to make sure you’re healthy and cared for in the best way he knows how: by making sure you eat wholesome meals made with love!

❤ kuroo !!

kuroo does literally anything he can to make you smile, from coming up with inside jokes to “casually” surprising you with your favorite things. seriously, he sometimes comes home late from work with your favorite convenience store ice cream and, like, a bottle of shaving cream so he can say something like “oh, i had to get this for myself anyway” (no he didn’t; he has plenty of shaving cream in the bathroom) “so i grabbed something for you, too”. kuroo likes to play it cool and suave, but your smile is the number-one thing that makes his heart flutter like a goofy teenager in love. he has all of your usual takeout orders memorized, too: he knows your favorite coffee, your favorite ramen, even your usual mcdonald’s order. he remembers how his parents never really paid attention to each other, so paying attention to you and memorizing little things is important to him.

❤ sugawara !! 

suga never, ever goes to bed without you. if you’re working late or out with friends, he’ll stay up either watching tv or grading papers at the kitchen table until you finally come through the door. depending on the season (and what you’ve been up to), he’s waiting with a warm drink like tea or cocoa, or something cold like water or iced tea to make sure you’re hydrated after your night out or commute home. he’ll brush it off if you complain that he’s staying up too late: “well, look at yourself! you’re up late, and who’s going to make sure you get to bed okay if i don’t do it?” he even has the bed turned down and your pajamas ready to change into so you can meet him under the covers, where he’ll ask about your day and tell you about his until you both fall asleep.

❤ iwaizumi !! 

iwaizumi keeps a hand on you at all times. part of why he does it is because it feels anchoring; he likes to know you’re there, and it gives him a sense of security to tangle his fingers with yours or have his palm on your knee. another part is protectiveness: he places a hand on your back when he moves behind you so you’re not startled, or he grips your hand on a busy street to pull you closer or away from something he perceives as dangerous. the third, final part is that he likes conveying what he’s feeling with touch: his hands linger on your hips to say “i love you”, he grabs your wrist when he’s sad or nervous and needs you to support him, and he rests his arm on your shoulders or the back of your chair to signal that he’s comfortable and content with you by his side.

❤ kita !!

you forgot something at the store? he’s already got his shoes on to go pick it up for you. you mention wanting an iced coffee or bubble tea? he just placed a delivery order. expressing love isn’t very big or extravagant for kita; instead, the way he shows he cares is through making sure you want for nothing. it’s not just little gifts, either; if you’re too tired to do one of your chores or run an errand, he happily will. if you’re the kind of person that likes having your hair styled or your nails painted, he’s going to learn how to do it exactly the way you like it so you can rely on him for help. he also enjoys that this means he gets to spend more time with you and, really, being relied on or being needed makes him feel loved, so everyone wins.

❤ oikawa !! 

simply put, oikawa is always thinking about you. even when you’re not together, he looks out for your wants and needs, like the time when he brought half of his dessert from a restaurant home to share with you, or the time that he turned down his friends when they wanted to see a movie with him that he knew you wanted to see, too. his time is precious to him, so he wants to make sure that you have enough of it to know he loves you when he can’t be around. when he travels, he wants you to know that you’re on his mind, so he sends you quick texts (with lots of cute emojis) no matter what time it is, even if it’s just “good morning!” or a picture of a cute cat or interesting store he saw. he’ll bring you plenty of souvenirs, too; his carry-on is half full of toys, clothing, jewelry, and trinkets just for you by the time he returns because he just can’t help buying something that makes him think of you!

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML Fic: Soulmate Survey Part 38

Sorry for the delay. Real life gets out of hand. But here it is! The antepenultimate chapter.

Shout out to @asongeverlasting for beta reading for me and making sure I actually got this out.

Check her writing out on AO3 as Ramblingwren

(Master post)

(Read the fic in a more condensed on Ao3)

(The latest chapter will be up on there once this reaches over 500 notes on tumblr)

Hope you all enjoy

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“I shouldn’t have let her go out there.”

Fu watched the school nurse, Angela, fret as she paced back and forth.

“I understand your concern, but I believe that it will all be alright. Ladybug and Chat Noir haven’t failed in handling an akuma yet,” he explained. “The girl will be okay.”

The nurse stopped pacing.

“I appreciate your optimism but… I am really not used to this,” She said as she gestured to the air.

Fu blinked at the statement.

“Oh?”

“This! This whole thing! Super villains that appear whenever someone gets sad, teenagers with superpowers! This is all new to me! I just moved to Paris a month ago from the countryside. All I wanted was to further my education and get work in the medical field. It… It boggles my mind that everyone in this city is so okay with all of this! Even my new boyfriend Curtis is able to shrug off an akuma attack like a sudden drizzle. This isn’t normal!”

The guardian could tell the young woman was distressed, and he couldn’t blame her. In a way, he envied her. This was all foreign for her, but to him, this was his entire life.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to blow up like that. I've had a lot to deal with, and this whole situation is just so…”

Fu moved to her and helped her sit down.

“It’s alright, this is by no means a good situation. Your concerns are very understandable. I can tell that deep down that your frustration and fear come from compassion and empathy. You will make a wonderful doctor one day.”

She took a deep breath.

“Thank you. You have no idea how much I really needed to hear that today.”

“How about I teach you a medication technique that will help you calm down?”

“Meditation? I'm not really one for that kind of stuff.”

“If one wants to be a doctor, being able to calm down and handle an emergency situation is a must.”

The school nurse agreed that he had a good point, and that this may help get her mind off of things.

“Okay, I guess I'll give it a shot.”

Fu smiled.

“Good. Let us start simple. Close your eyes and put your hands together.”

Angela felt the action was a bit odd but complied.

“Now, take a deep breath. Count to 5 in your head and then breathe out.”

She took her breath and followed the order.

“Whenever you feel a thought come to your head, simply picture yourself putting it out of your mind and into a bucket.”

She tried her best to comply.

As she did this, Fu moved behind her and quickly pinched a nerve on her neck, causing the young woman to seize up for a moment before losing consciousness.

“That will help her relax.”

He carefully moved her to the cot and laid a sheet over her like a blanket.

Once it was clear that she was asleep, a turtle kwami flew out of hiding.

“So, what do we do now, Master?”

Fu took a moment to consider.

His plan was already in motion. Ladybug and Chat Noir had plenty of allies to help fight the akuma. All that needed to be done was to sit down and wait.

But as he thought about it more, he couldn’t help but think that he should go in personally. It was what he'd initially planned to do with akuma, after all. Listening to this young woman’s fears made him really see how his inaction has led to such fear and uncertainty.

For once, it was time for him to go on the offensive.

“Now we head out and find this akuma.”

“Master, you already sent out three miraculous. Let the other heroes handle this,” Wayzz insisted.

“The people of Paris should not have to become used to this. I have been far too lax with this situation. Right now, Ladybug and Chat Noir are facing their most dangerous akuma yet. For decades I have always remained passive in order to avoid making another mistake, but I have already made so many with my inaction. It's time I stop letting my actions be dictated by fear.”

“But Master, you can’t transform! Your body is too old to handle it!”

“Fear not, Wayzz. I have been exercising and restoring my vitality with the techniques of the guardians. By my estimation, I should be able to maintain the transformation without too much issue for 10 minutes,” Fu assured.

“That is not a lot of time, Master!” Wayzz pointed out.

“True, but it is better than nothing. We will head out and wait for the moment we need it. Be ready, Wayzz.”

The old guardian started heading to the door.

“But Master, what if you get captured? What if the akuma does succeed and you are unable to step in?”

Fu paused at the door.

“I know you are concerned for me. I appreciate your care. But I need to go out there. I have lived a long life, Wayzz, far longer than most humans. One day I may not be here to be the guardian.”

Wayzz felt a pang of sorrow hearing his Master talk about how he would no longer be around.

“But that’s okay. I know that when that time comes… I have two young heroes that will be ready to stand up and fight. The best thing an old man like me can do is pave the road for them.” The guardian said with certainty. He went to open the door.

“Fu…”

The old man stopped. Turning around, he saw the turtle kwami he had known for most of his life smile at him.

“I know you think of yourself as a failure of a guardian… but Su Han and the others were wrong. You are a great one. You are the most caring guardian that has ever held the title. And I will be by your side to the end.”

The old man felt his eyes well up at the sweet comment.

“Then let’s go, Partner.”

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The dragon heroine grabbed the confused snake hero and moved him to the closest room before closing the door.

“Okay we should be safe here,” she said as she looked over to her comrade. It was clear that Viperion was still very confused. It did not help that both his and her miraculous were beeping. They didn't have much time.

“Thanks… ummm,” Viperion started as he tried to rack his brain for a name. Part of him felt like he should know her. But his mind is blank.

“Ryuuko. You can call me Ryuuko. And you are Viperion.”

“Okay… weird name for me, but I guess it works.”

Ryuuko realized that the bubble Viperion had been put in wasn’t just to keep him frozen in place. One of the side effects must have been leaving him without any memory of who he was. Had her partner been aware of that risk when he took the bubble for her? She couldn’t know for sure. But right now, she needed to focus on the task at hand. Shehad to take charge since her partner was out of sorts.

“Okay, 'll try to explain this as quickly as possible.”

“Your real name is Luka. But when you are in your hero form, you go by Viperion.”

“Hero form...”

He looked down.

“Well, that does explain the costumes. I thought it was some sort of weird costume party.”

Ryuuko decided to ignore that.

“Okay, so I'm a hero. And you're one too?”

“Yes. We are both heroes picked by Ladybug to help her fight villains. Right now, we're fighting a bunch of them, and you got your memory wiped by one of their attacks. That’s why you are confused. Any questions?”

The boy took a moment to look himself over and then look at her. This was a lot of information to take in. Ryuuko was half expecting him to call her crazy. Which, given how bizarre the circumstances were, she wouldn’t blame him.

“Okay, I think if it was anyone else telling me this, I would have called it a load of bull. But… I don’t know why but I feel like I can trust you. You sound sincere,” Viperion responded.

“Okay great, now let's…”

“I still have a few questions.”

Ryuuko sighs.

“Look, we really don’t have much time. We need to hurry and get out there to help…”

And just before she finished the statement, both of their transformations wore off. Revealing their civilian forms.

“Oh no.” Kagami muttered in horror.

“What happened? Where am I… What am I?” The snake kwami questioned as he looked at himself.

“It appears that Sass was also impacted by the amnesia.” The dragon kwami that popped out of her necklace commented.

Luka stared wide eyed at the creature.

“Are you a snake?”

“A snake? I suppose?”

“A snake with limbs? That is very rock and roll.”

The two fistbumped. Thankfully they seemed to get along.

Longg looked at them.

“This is quite a predicament.”

“We need to hurry back in. Longg! Bring the….”

“Hold on a moment. Both Sass and I will not be able to do that yet.”

Kagami stopped.

“How come?”

“We need to refuel. The energy of transforming AND using our unique powers drains a lot out of us. We need some food to continue.”

“Food… Okay.”

The snake Kwami grabbed his stomach.

“I find myself rather famished,” he commented.

Luka looked at him.

“Let me see if I can help you out.”

The teen took off the backpack he was wearing to go through it. Thankfully there was a bag lunch in there. For some reason he felt that was important. But decided that if it could help the little guy out, he was sure it wouldn’t be a big deal.

He opened the bag lunch and pulled out a bag of apple slices. Opening it to grab a piece.

“I know snakes usually are carnivores, but how about some fruit?”

“Ooo! It smells divine!”

Luka handed the floating kwami a piece of the apple.

He takes a bite.

“Oh! It's delicious! Juicy and sweet!”

The snake quickly devours the apple piece.

As that happens, Kagami looked through her bag.

“I don’t have fruit but I do have some onigiri. It was my afternoon snack… but since this is a dire situation.”

“Rice? Yes please!” Longg exclaimed as he dive bombed right into the delicious rice ball.

“It’s Umeboshi, it’s not to everyone’s taste but It is one of my favorites.”

“It’s the most delicious thing I have ever eaten. The sour plum really brings a new dimension of flavor.”

Kagami smiled a bit at her kwami companion, happy that she could help.

The two Kwami finished their food and were ready for action.

“Okay, Sass. You need to help Luka transform.”

“Sass? Is that my name?” the snake inquired.

“So, he helps me transform into Viperman?”

“Viperion, and yes,” Kagami responded.

“All you need to do is say. Sass, Scales Slither. And to activate your special power just pull your bracelet back and say second chance. Then pull it back when you want to use it. But be sure not to use it right away,” Longg instructed.

“Okay seems easy enough. Are you okay with this?” Luka asked as he turned his attention to his snake pal.

“The floating horn snake seems fine with it so I say let’s give it a try”

Longg decided for the sake of his friendship with Sass to ignore the comment.

“Alright! Let's do this!” Kagami exclaimed as she prepared to transform.

“One last question.”

Kagami was starting to get antsy. She wanted to be back out there fighting. But she held back her annoyance, considering how he sacrificed his memories for her.

“Make it quick, we need to hurry.”

Luka scratches the back of his head.

“Are we a couple?”

If Kagami was drinking water she would have done a massive spit take. Her cheeks turned red.

“What?!”

“You know… together? You seem to know a lot about me, and I just feel this connection... like I can trust you even though I don’t remember anything. I don’t know how or why, but I feel like you matter to me.”

Kagami’s eyes went wide at the comment. It felt surprisingly bold of the musician to say. She had to admit that the statement made her heart skip a beat.

“No, we had just recently become friends.” Kagami responded.

“Oh…” Luka was saddened by the response.

“But, I have thought about the possibility it could be more than that one day," Kagami continued. "But that is something to discuss when you have your memory back. Maybe.”

The fencer felt her mind scream at her.

‘WHY DID YOU SAY THAT! Well, at least he won't remember.’

Luka smiled at that.

“Well, that must mean I must be a good guy, if I could have such a great friend like you.”

The teen prepared himself.

“Alright then! Sass! Scales Slither.”

The musician shifted into his hero form.

“Let’s go save the day.”

Kagami looked at her hero partner and smiled.

“Longg, Bring the storm.

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“Well, that might be a problem.”

Chat Noir and Ladybug looked to see a stone giant guarding the front door of the classroom. The two had hidden just out of the goliath’s view.

“Any ideas on how to take down Mount Akuma?” Chat Noir questioned.

Ladybug looked at the giant from their hiding spot and began formulating a plan.

“Stoneheart grows bigger when he gets mad. These akuma aren’t really able to express their emotions. That means we don’t need to worry about him getting bigger. We just need to find a way to incapacitate him.”

“We could ask Mayura,” Chat Noir pointed out.

“We could ask… wait WHA…”

Chat Noir covered his partner’s mouth and ducked down.

“Shhhh! She’s right there,” Chat Noir hushed.

Ladybug removed the cat’s hand from her mouth and looked from the spot to see that her partner was right. Mayura was in the building!

“She actually showed up?” Oh, this is a lot more serious than we thought. Hawkmoth is really playing it serious with this one.”

“To the butterfly man’s credit, he really has been throwing out some tough ones.”

“I will not give our worst villain credit for anything except this headache,” Ladybug retorted with annoyance.

“So, what do we do? Mayura is in the building and she is talking with the giant.”

Ladybug felt like the situation couldn’t get worse.

“Not so fast, Feather Freak!”

Ladybug recognized that voice.

“Chloé?”

Chat Noir and Ladybug glanced to see a familiar blonde strutting down the hallway. But their expressions of shock shifted to bewilderment when they noticed what she was wearing.

“So are you and that purple fashion blunder here? Or is it just you? I am guessing it's just you. Your boss doesn’t really like to show his face unless he thinks he is sure to win. No wonder Ladybug always kicks his…” The bee themed heroine confidently quipped.

“Queen Bee. Now that is a surprise. I thought Ladybug was done giving you a miraculous.” The peacock villainess commented. She had no interest in dealing with the bee heroine at this time.

“Well, you would be surprised by a lot of things. So how about we settle this. My fist really misses your face.”

Mayura rolled her eyes.

“Fortunately for you, I don’t have the time to deal with you. Stoneheart, I am sure Masquerade would love for you to take care of this pesky bee.”

“Oh don’t think you can walk away! You and that purple cockroach are the same. Both cowards that can’t even face children.” She jeered as she walked forward.

The stone giant moved forward, allowing Mayura to walk to the door and enter.

“Too scared to face me! Typical. I'll beat your pet rock as a warm up and then your butt will meet my foot!” Queen Bee exclaimed with confidence. “Because I am a real heroine!”

Queen Bee got into a stance and prepared to trade blows with the colossus of rock.

Chat Noir looked to Ladybug.

“Did you give her a miraculous?” He whispered in surprise.

“I don’t have any additional miraculous. I thought she had been captured with the rest of the class.”

“Wait… if it wasn’t you… you don’t think…”

“Either Master Fu is in the building and saw how dire the situation was or Chloé snuck away and had a Queen Bee costume stowed away in her locker.”

The two look at each other and immediately come to the same conclusion.

“We need to save her before she gets crushed!”

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Mayura walked into the classroom.

She managed to keep a straight face, but internally she had a lot going through her mind.

What was once a standard classroom now looked like an elaborate throne room. The amazing curtains, the high ceilings. The steps leading up to an elaborate throne. The portraits of Masquerade really brought together the utter decadence and vanity of the akuma persona. It reminds Mayura of Gabriel’s obsession with Emilie in the worst way possible.

Despite finding the décor off-putting, she had to admit it was impressive how Masquerade had been able to change the room into something completely unrecognizable. A testament to her vanity.

She took a moment to see what akuma servants she still had in the room. The Gamer, Reflekta with around 12 copies, Princess Fragrance, Robostus, Zombizou and Horificator. While the white masks obscured their expressions, it was clear that all of them were watching her. It greatly unnerved her.

She kept these thoughts to herself as the masked akuma that was running the school took notice of her.

“Mayura. I've been expecting you.”

Mayura looked up to see Masquerade sitting on the throne.

“Please, come in.”

She approached confidently. Though in the back of her mind something seemed off.

Masquerade stood up from the throne and walked down the steps, a smile of certainty on her face.

“Masquerade. Your Sentimonster gave me the basics of your plan. Securing the school as your base of operations was a good first step. Your plan of creating a video to lower the spirits of those in Paris was also a nice touch,” Mayura praised.

“But of course! My plan is flawless,” Masquerade boasted. “Not even Ladybug and Chat Noir will be able to stop me.”

“Getting ahead of yourself aren’t you?” Mayura cut her ego trip.

Masquerade’s mood soured as her smile faltered.

“What do you mean by that?”

“You have yet to face the two heroes. Not to mention there's a pesky bee flying around.”

“A bee?” Masquerade was very confused by the comment.

“Yes, Chloé Bourgeois, or Queen Bee, to be precise. Seems that Ladybug and Chat Noir went and got back up."

“It doesn’t matter if they have one additional hero or three. This plan won't fail.”

‘Something isn’t right here. I need to leave now!’ Mayura’s mind screamed.

She wasn’t sure why, but something felt incredibly off.

“Speaking of heroes, your plan never really specified how you will deal with them. Care to elaborate?”

Masquerade’s smile grew more sinister.

“I am glad you asked. After Simularé relayed to me that you were here. I finally figured out the perfect way of dealing with those arrogant heroes,” the masked woman stated with certainty, moving forward.

She now stood only a few feet from the peacock villainess.

“Wait a moment, something is wrong here,” Mayura commented as she tried to focus. She couldn’t ignore the warnings in her head.

“What do you mean?” The mask akuma looked with confusion at the blue villainess.

Mayura looked around. Frantically trying to find something but it was fruitless. This distress caused Masquerade to smile.

“I can't sense it,” Mayura spoke with slight worry.

“Sense what?” Masquerade inquired further.

“Where is your amok? It should be on your person but I can't sense it.”

“Is that a problem?”

“Yes. If you don’t have the amok in your possession then that sentimonster will go out of control!” Mayura explained.

“Can’t you just rip the amok out?”

“If it's nearby and I sense it, yes. But I can’t do that if it’s out of my range.”

“So you’re saying you have no power over me right now.” A devilish grin appeared on Masquerade’s face.

“No, I am saying I don’t have any power over the senti…”

Mayura felt a chill as she realized that the masquerade in front of her was not an akumatized Lila.

“Horrificator, block the door,” the Faux Masquerade commanded.

The pink and purple monster quickly moved to block the door with her large form.

The controlled akuma started circling around her as Simularé undid the illusion and morphed into its true specter form, Simularé.

“You ungrateful little monster. You think your master will be okay with you attacking one of the ones that gave her power?”

“My master doesn’t care about you or Hawkmoth. You are a means to an end. And she gave me special permission to take your miraculous from you.”

“Well if your master isn’t here, then no one is jamming the signal. I can contact Hawkmoth and put this little coup to an end.”

Simularé shifted into Lady Wifi.

“I have access to every power my master does. You are trapped with no options.” The sentimonster mocked.

Mayura looked around as she was circled by the controlled akuma. She needed to get out of there.

She felt a pain rush to her head.

‘F*** not now’ She mentally cursed.

The odds were indeed not in her favor.

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Stoneheart began charging at the bee themed heroine, and just as Queen Bee was about to move, a yo-yo wrapped around her waist and pulled her away from the monster.

The stone giant had expected his charge to make contact but forced himself to stop when he noticed the bee was gone.

“Sorry tiny, but I’m your playmate now,” called a cat-themed hero.

The mindless akuma didn’t visibly react to the change in foe and simply charged at the cat hero.

Queen Bee found herself near Ladybug.

“Chloé! What are you doing?!”

“Uh… Saving the day? I got the jewelry box that you sent out because you needed my help.”

“Jewelry box… wait a minute that means. You are wearing a miraculous.”

“Yep! Don’t worry LB, I will show you that I am worthy of being Queen Bee. And not to boast, but I totally saved someone. But right now, we gotta go beat that ugly pile of rubble.”

Ladybug looked at Chloé for a moment. With the situation as hectic as it was, Queen Bee has shown some competence when there is real danger. Ladybug knew that right now, all hands that could help would be appreciated, and Queen Bee’s appearance could mean that Fu may be closer than she expected. So maybe there were more reinforcements. So if this was the case. She would trust Fu’s judgement.

“Alright, just be ready to return the bee after all of this is over.”

“Right, right, but just know I will probably change your mind about that after this is over!” the bee exclaimed confidently as she jumped back into the fray.

Ladybug shook her head. Whether she was Queen Bee or Chloé, she was still a handful.

“Are you finished gossiping? Because I could REALLY use a hand!” Chat Noir shouted as he held his staff up to hold back the rock monster’s boulder of a fist.

Queen Bee and Ladybug jumped into view and noticed the situation.

“Don’t worry you stray cat, The Queen Bee will put that rock in his place. Ve…”

Ladybug covered Queen Bee’s mouth before she could.

“Hold it. We might need your power for later.”

“I think it would be useful now!” Chat Noir shouted as he struggled to hold the weight of the giant’s rocky hand.

“Okay if my powers are a no no right now, what is the plan?”

Ladybug looked around. She found her attention drawn to a fire extinguisher, Queen Bee, a rubber band, and a discarded backpack.

“Okay, I have a plan.”

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Gabriel had made a decision.

He hurried out of the lair in his civilian form. He was going to head to the school. Now he would just need to get his chauffeur and go…

Gabriel’s eyes went wide as he saw his son’s bodyguard and chauffeur fall to the floor at the steps of the main entrance, a white mask adorning his face that he was desperately trying to get off.

“What is the meaning of this?” Gabriel asked aloud in shock and anger.

He looked to see the mask akuma he created standing at the door.

“Well, if it isn’t Gabriel Agreste. Fashion mogul, and master manipulator.”

Gabriel’s visible anger faded as he stared at the akuma.

“Lila, is that you?”

“Oh quite astute! An amazing deduction. Was it that observational skill that made you the fashion success you are now?” the akumatized Lila inquired. “Though I go by Masquerade now.”

Gabriel knew very well the girl’s powers. He was the one that gave it to her. She was trying to antagonize him, get him angry. But that would not work.

“Well Masquerade, what brings you to my home at this time?” Gabriel asked calmly. Doing his best to keep his tone and mannerisms calm.

“Oh, I was just in the neighborhood, finding more people to join my little army and I notice my charm glowing as I was getting near.”

Gabriel’s eyes went wide as he realized something. The charm bracelet was configured to locate anyone that has ever been akumatized. That included him. His ploy to ward suspicion off of himself was now biting him in the butt. And of course, Lila was likely holding a grudge with how he pushed her with his words about his son and his classmate.

“My bodyguard was akumatized. What of it?”

The silent action figure enthusiast stopped resisting and his body began growing. Gabriel noticed the man was transforming into the gorilla akuma. Gorizilla! And he rushed up the steps as the akuma moved and pounded his chest.

“Gorizilla, go gather up anyone who has been akumatized that you know of. I will handle Mr. Agreste myself.”

The giant akuma nodded at its master and headed off, leaving the agreste mansion with a giant hole that was once the front of the mansion.

“Handle me? And what do you plan to do?”

Masquerade’s necklace began to glow.

“Oh! Well that is very interesting,” Masquerade mused aloud as she learned from the glowing charm.

“What do you mean, interesting?” Gabriel asked. He knew that the charm had the bonus effect of pointing out the emotional weak points of those that had been akumatized. But he had PRETENDED to be angry and wasn’t actually emotional when the akuma took over. Did the charm still impact him the same way it did everyone else?

Masquerade started walking up the steps.

“You blame yourself for your wife’s passing.”

The statement was a blade pointed right at his throat. But Gabriel refused to react. He would not let himself be taken advantage of by his own akuma. He has been on the receiving end one too many times and he would be damned if he let that psychopath have control of him.

Masquerade saw that Gabriel was not reacting to the statement.

“I have never seen a man more miserable and pathetic,” Masquerade said. Her words sounded genuine and cutting.

Gabriel tried to turn around and walk away. But Masquerade jumped high with her superhuman agility and landed right in front of him, continuing her tearing down of his emotional state.

“All of this wealth and yet you are obsessed with what you don’t have. You are so blinded by the grief of losing your wife that everything else in your life may as well not exist. You locked yourself away, desperately trying to find something, anything that would bring her back. But now you are finding that color is starting to return in your life. You feel guilt over hiding the truth from your son, you loathe the attraction that you have been developing for another woman. You hate that you can’t dedicate every second to your lost wife and any speck of joy you feel without her here feels like treason since she is not here with you. You are a man so blind with his obsession that you fail to see the world doesn’t revolve around you. It's disgusting.”

“You know nothing of my life,” Gabriel dismissed.

But Masquerade knew he would say that. She only smiled. The truth was right in front of her. And she was ready to bring it home.

“You are actually terrified of facing her again.”

That shook Gabriel.

“What?”

“You are afraid of seeing her again. Whether it’s a year or 10 years, you feel that even if you could bring her back, she would be here and realize how much of a shell you had become without her. You are afraid that your obsession with her will be the very thing that drives her away once you see her again.”

“That isn’t true.”

“Then why haven’t you brought her back yet? Don’t you love her?”

Gabriel felt like his heart was being repeatedly punched.

“How dare you question my love for my wife!”

“Then why isn’t she here? If you loved her she wouldn’t have been taken from you and Adrien. But you were far too pathetic to do it. You failed her, and you are still failing her. You will never be with her again, and deep down. You know it to be true,” Masquerade answered coldly.

Those words were enough to get him down. That is what finally did him in.

Gabriel fell to his knees.

“No…”

Gabriel had broken. Masquerade knew she had him.

He was emotionally devastated, to the point where couldn’t even react to the mask coming his way.

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Well now things are now hitting their highest points of drama!

Will Ladybug and other heroes be able to stand up to Masquerade?

Will Mayura fall to Simularé's double cross?

Will I EVER update in time?

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[jujumin-translates]

Event | Bridegroom Battle Royale AGAIN | Chapter 1

Matsukawa is having troubles with the vacuum while MANKAI Company receives a request from bridal company about commissioning a play.

Sakuya: (I’m glad everyone enjoyed the book I read aloud today! I wonder what book I should read tomorrow?)

Misumi: Sakuya~! Let’s go home together~!

Sakuya: !

Misumi: Ehehe, I caught up with you!

Sakuya: Good job at work today, Misumi-san!

Misumi: Good job to you too, Sakuya! Are you coming home from work? What job did you have today?

Sakuya: I had my daycare job today. Did you also work today?

Misumi: Yeah! I was working at an onigiri shop!

Sakuya: So you also work at an onigiri shop, huh.

Misumi: I just started there actually~!

Sakuya: I see!

Sakuya: The onigiri you always make at the dorms is really good, so I see how it’d be a good match!

Misumi: Ehehe, thanks~! I’m glad you think my onigiri is really tasty!

Misumi: I’ve gone to the onigiri shop a lotta times before with the rest of Summer Troupe.

Misumi: You should come with me next time, Sakuya~!

Sakuya: Yeah, of course!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Door opens*

Misumi: We’re home~.

Manager: Ah, welcome back, you two!

Sakuya: Thanks, we’re glad to be back!

Manager: Watch out for the vacuum’s cord~.

Misumi: Why are you cleaning this late in the day?

Manager: Actually, I didn’t just skip out on it this time… I was very busy today~.

Sakuya: Do you need any help?

Manager: Yes, please! …Is what I would say if I didn’t already have it handled here.

Manager: But thanks for the offer.

*Vaccum turns on*

Manager: …Eh? Huh?

Misumi: The vacuum stopped~.

Manager: Hold on, hold on, why isn’t it moving!? I finally got a state-of-the-art vacuum cleaner from the sweepstakes and now it won’t work!

Manager: Cleaning had been so much easier than before, it was such a big help~!

Manager: I’m shaking it and hitting it and it still won’t do anything…

Sakuya: …Turning it on and off doesn’t do anything either.

Misumi: It’s not like any part of it is broken or anything. That’s weird~.

Sakuya: Maybe Chikage-san or Tasuku-san could fix it if you have them have a look at it.

Manager: That’s true… I’ll have them look at it later.

Manager: In the meantime, I’ll get the old vacuum cleaner out… Sigh…

Misumi: The Manager looked really sad.

Sakuya: Yeah…

*Door opens*

Sakyo: Hm? What are you all standing around here for?

Misumi: Ah, welcome home, Sakyo~!

Sakuya: Welcome home. Good job at work today! We actually just got back from our part-time jobs ourselves.

Sakyo: Ah, you two are part-timers, aren’t you?

Director: Ah, you three are finally home. Welcome back.

Misumi: We’re home, Director-san~.

Sakuya: We’re home alright!

Sakyo: We are indeed.

Director: We got a play request from a bridal company today, so do you have some time to talk about it later?

Sakyo: Aah, I see. I’ll go get changed now.

Sakuya: I’m gonna head back to my room too.

Misumi: Me too~!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Sakuya: Thanks for the meal! Today’s breakfast was really good again!

Director: Thanks.

Director: Ah, by the way. I’m thinking of gathering everyone up for a meeting tonight, does that work for you, Sakuya-kun?

Sakuya: Tonight works for me! Is this about the request we got from the bridal company yesterday?

Director: Yeah, it is! I was originally thinking of maybe taking on the job, but I talked it over with Sakyo-san and he seemed to think it was a really good idea.

Sakuya: I see. I’m looking forward to seeing what kind of job it is!

[ Next Part ⇢ ]

[maizumis]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN YOU KISS THEM OUT OF THE BLUE

ft. timeskip! Hinata shoyo, osamu Miya, atsumu Miya, bokuto koutaro, iwaizumi hajime

note: suggestive❗suggestive my copying mechanism

❦HINATA was watching one of his old high school games on Saturday afternoon, casually, his only free day. You missed him, so much during the weekend and of course you couldn’t get mad at him for relaxing a little, but you wanted a little of his attention too “shoyo, do you want to do something, like, together? I miss you” no response, of course. That’s it im gonna do it, you think; “babe what are you doing-“ next thing he knows is that you are on top of his lap, kissing, trying to get him of you are feeling, he kissed back after a second, knowing you weren’t gonna stop “babe its not like im complaining, but why was that” you roll your eyes with a little smile on your face and peck him before answering “I miss you shoyo, please at least let me cuddle you while you watch that match, please?” with both of his big arms he accommodates you on top of him so you could see the game too “of course bub, anything for you”

❦OSAMU was stressed you could tell, owning a whole onigiri shop it’s not something easy, his mind was a thousand miles per hour, he needed a break, but his big brain couldn’t let him take it “ ‘samu just a little break yeah? You are going to be refresh after that and things aren’t going to be as difficult” he didn’t  look up to you, still too busy searching for the special ingredient his new recipe needed “baby a promise im gonna take a break, in a little bit” that was the nth time he told you that already feeling frustrated because of him “ ‘samu, I want you to know that im not sorry for what im about to do” he looks up to you and your lips are on his, his eyes open before closing them and guiding his hand behind your neck so he could pull you deeper into the kiss “ummm ma baby ya know what, a think a wanna lay down with ya a little” you’re happy, finally he is taking a very much needed and deserved break; with both of your arms around his neck, your lips ghosting his you answer “uh-huh, a nap would do us good”

❦ATSUMU need to go to work, but he is still whining about how he wants to stay ‘with his baby in bed for the rest of his life’  “tsumu, I want that too, but things in life are not free, I pinky promise we can stay in bed watching movies all night” he sighs, still sure about his purpose in life “ugh babe, do ya even love me? Is this yer way to tell me im clingy? Please let me lay down with ma favorite person in da world, please” it was starting to be difficult for you too, he is pretty convincing sometimes “babe why aren’t ya answering? Is this yer way ta tell me im right? Please don’t leave me, I love ya” wasn’t he noisy? you kiss him to shut him up, glad that the bed was behind the two of you cause falling to the floor would have hurt. He kissed back in that exact same moment, he is not letting go the chance to feel so close to his precious baby “tsumu, let me finish when im talking, now go to work then maybe im gonna kiss you like that again when you are home” his legs are moving faster than his brain does, anything for kisses, he think “bye ma love! take care of ya and don’t miss me!”

❦BOKUTO was now waiting for you to arrive home, sad that the only free day he had in the week you were working, he couldn’t stop thinking of you for a second, imagine what the two of you could do once you were home, like bake something, play a board game, maybe stay under the covers enjoying each other’s presence, he would be satisfied with anything at the moment, what he didn’t knew is that you got out early from work and now you are making your way towards his tall and beefy body to surprise him with a kiss, running to him , you actually get to kiss him, what you didn’t expect what his answer “aaaaaah! Please stranger do not kiss me, I have a lovely girlfriend I want to make my wifey- oh, it’s you, hi bub, I missed you so much, actually I thought about what we could do together once you were home” you smile, getting yourself out of the floor, wrapping your arms around his torso and smacking your face to his chest “Bo, I missed you too, and you know something? I want to make you my hubby too” he smiles, now his arms are around you picking you up and spinning you around “I love you so much baby, just let me think a proper propose and im gonna make our dream real”

❦IWAIZUMI was busy, being with a bunch of energetic players sometimes could be exhausting, he loved his job, but lately it was draining him. He was now in the dinner table trying to make some rehabilitations routines for the big boys he had to take care of. You loved hajime with all your heart and seeing him like that broke your heart “iwa, do you want something? You seem tired bub” he chuckles and brings his eyes up to you “I do not look tired, im actually tired hehe, but thanks doll, im okay” choosing to light up the mood a little, you went beside him, making you comfortable in his legs, giving him a deep and long kiss that he needed, one of his hand making his way to your waist while the other one was down your thigh, kissing back furiously “uhm, I think you need that hajime” you told him while moving out his dark locks of his face  “I indeed needed that, thank to my baby that always know what I want, do you want to stay here, please?” you answered whit a little nod hiding your face on his neck, his left hand resting in your thigh while his right one was writing down the routines “love you baby, thank you for all the support you give me” chuckling and closing your eyes, focusing on his breathing, you reply “I love you too hajime, thanks to you for sticking with me”