#yup I just finished watching the finale again and crying

[rings-of-power-realm]

"Why does everyone I love the most always have to go away?" - Poppy Proudfellow to Nori, Alloyed

[atlafan]

20 & 28 from the prompt list pls!

20. “I’m gonna fuck you so good you forget all about that bastard.”

28. “I love that we both already finished and your legs are still shaking.”

smut prompts

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“He did what?” Harry’s jaw fell open as his dear friend, Y/N, told him about why she was newly single.

“He accepted a job across the country and expected me to drop everything to go with him! He didn’t even tell me he was looking for other opportunities. I mean, it’s a big step up for him, but to assume I’d quit my own job to go play house with him??? My whole family is here. I’d be sick to my stomach knowing I couldn’t see my nephews as regularly as I do now.” She sighed heavily and looked at her friend. “Can I crash here for a few days? If I go back to my place, I know he’ll show up and try to convince me to go with him again.”

“So, it’s over, just like that?”

“Yup. I’m not sabotaging my own career for a man. We’re clearly on different wave lengths, I guess it’s better to find out now.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N. Of course you can stay with me. Stay as long as you like.”

“Thank you.” She wraps her arms around his neck and sighs. “You’re such a good friend.”

Harry’s been waiting for Y/N and her boyfriend to break up for ages. He’s not one of those guys who’s only friends with a girl because he wants it to lead to more. That would be shitty of him. But he and Y/N have been friends for a while now, and as years have gone by, he’s started looking at her differently. A tiny crush started to bloom. He noticed how her laugh made him feel and how her smile gave him butterflies. It was gradual, natural. But he wasn’t sure how to bring this up to her, and there was never a good time. She was in a relationship, and he assumed she was happy, so he never let on about his feelings.

But now, Y/N is single. Harry’s not going to pounce on her right away. He knows she’ll need time to grieve the loss of her relationship. He also doesn’t want her to think he’s taking advantage of the vulnerable state she’s in. So, he’ll continue being the good friend that he is, and when the time is right, he’ll tell her how he feels.

//

Y/N was never one to wear her heart on her sleeve. She didn’t cry in public. She wanted people to think she was fine at all times. But after a month or so of being single, she found herself moping around a lot. She thought about her ex all the time. She hated it, but it was hard not to think of him. She wanted to know how his new job was going because she still cared. But then she’d remind herself that he probably doesn’t care how she’s doing, and then she’d distract herself with something to do.

Then, on a random Tuesday, two months later, a mutual friend sent her a message saying her ex was in a new relationship. He was posting her on main, laughing and smiling.

And that’s when Y/N finally cracked. She cried. She cried her eyes out until they were swollen and puffy. She couldn’t sleep when she tried to go to bed, so she texted Harry and asked if she could come over. He said yes.

“I don’t even know why I care.” She groaned as she told him about the ordeal. “How are men able to move on so quickly? I think about him every day. He always crosses my mind. I’m not even doing it on purpose. He probably never thinks about me.”

“He probably thinks about you all the time and started dating again to fill the void. That’s what I would do if I fucked up as badly as he did.”

“You know what bugs me the most? I have confirmation that he’s having sex. Someone else is giving him orgasms when all I’ve had for the last three months are my own hands and my vibrator. I’m too scared to meet some random dude from an app. I’m losing my mind, Harry. I feel like a feral cat in heat.” She chugs some water and takes a deep breath.

“You’re that horny, huh?”

“You have no idea. Masturbating and watching porn is fun and all, don’t get me wrong, but after a while it’s not exactly exciting. Feels like a chore.”

“I’m going to propose something, and I really want you to think about it before you decide it isn’t a good idea.” He runs a hand through his hair. “What if we had sex?”

“We, like, you and I?”

“Yeah.”

“No offense, but the idea of being pity fucked by my friend isn’t exactly getting my panties wet.”

“It’s not a pity fuck. Don’t be mad, but I’ve wanted to have sex with you for a very long time.”

“Great, so you’ve only been friends with me-“

“Don’t even go there because it’s not like that. We’ve been friends for five years. The last two, you were dating that asshole. A crush sort of snuck up on me around the time you and him started dating. I felt weirdly jealous every time you’d blow our friend group off to go be with him. And when I really thought about why, I realized that it was because I liked you as more than a friend.”

“You’ve liked me for two years?”

“Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you ever say anything?”

“You were in love with him. I didn’t want to get in the way of your happiness. I’m fine if we just stay friends. I want you in my life, I don’t care how.”

“Why didn’t you make a move right after we broke up?”

“Other than not wanting to be your rebound, I knew you just needed a friend. You were vulnerable, I couldn’t take advantage of that.”

“You’d really want to fuck so quickly? Don’t you want to take me out on a date first?”

“You’re not the only one who feels feral, Y/N.”

“I can’t believe how stupid and oblivious I am.” She slides her hands down her face. “You’re a great guy, I’d be lucky to date you. My family already adores you. We practically go on dates all the time as it is.” She facepalms, then looks at him. “You really would fuck me right now?”

“Yes. Do…are you even attracted to me…sexually?”

“Harry, you’re the prettiest guy I’ve ever seen. Of course I’m attracted to you.”

“How would I have known that?! I’m not a mind reader!”

“Don’t raise your voice at me, I’m sad!”

“You’ve been sad for three goddamn months.” He steps towards her, backing her up to the sink counter, caging her in. “And I’m over it. I’m gonna fuck you so good you forget all about that bastard.”

“Oh, wow.” Her eyelids become hooded as she looks at him. “Yes.” She nods. “Please, I want that. I want you to fuck me, Harry.”

“Good. Jump.”

She puts her hands on his shoulders and jumps so she can wrap her legs around his waist. Harry’s mouth crashes to hers as he carries her to his bedroom. Y/N feels lightheaded as he lays her down, staying on top of her. Her fingers squeeze at his hair as she licks into his mouth. He tastes like mint, and it makes her moan. His hands slide up under her shirt, pawing at her breasts over her bra.

“Fuck, just take it off. Take it all off.” She whines, and he smirks down at her.

“Look who’s all eager all of a sudden.” He sits up and takes his own shirt off. Before he can reach for Y/N’s, she’s tackling him down and sponging kisses to his chest. Her tongue glides down over his butterfly tattoo. She inches further down until she’s nosing at his erection over his joggers. “I’m supposed to be taking care of you.”

“Don’t care, want it.” She tucks her fingers into the waistband of his joggers and looks up at him. “Can I?”

“Yes.”

He lifts his hips to help her and she gets the garment off. She kisses him over his briefs and licks his tip through the material. She even takes it into her mouth like this, and it rips a moan from Harry’s throat. Her eyes snap to his, completely blown out.

“God, I should have known you were vocal.” She whimpers. She tugs his briefs down and wastes no time getting the head of Harry’s cock into her mouth. She runs her tongue over his slit and suckles on the blurts of precome oozing out. She wraps her hand around him and slides her mouth off. “Jesus, you’re so big. I’m gonna see if I can get it down my throat.”

“You don’t have to, what you did before felt great.” He runs a hand through her hair and whimpers again.

“No, I want to choke on it. I really like giving head.”

“That’s something we have in common.” He smirks.

She spits onto his tip and takes him back into her mouth. She doesn’t go slow, she goes down fast and chokes, then pulls off, spitting on him to make it wet and messy, then she repeats. She does it until her throat can handle keeping him there for a moment. She swallows around him a few times before coming off and pumping him with her hand.

“Do you want to come in my mouth?”

“Are you gonna be a good girl and swallow it?”

“Fuck, and you’re kinky?! Should’ve done this a long time ago, Harry.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“Yes, I’ll swallow it.”

“Then go on and take it.”

She’s not pretty about it. She chokes and gags and sucks and bobs until Harry’s spurting rope after rope down her throat. He sits up after she pulls off and slots his mouth over hers. He grips the hem of her short and lifts it off. She unhooks her bra and lays back on the bed. Her back arches the second Harry’s tongue is circling her nipple.

“Best tits I’ve ever fucking seen.” He growls as he works his way to her other nipple. “So big and soft.”

“You don’t mind that they’re not all perky?”

“Why would I? A boob is a boob is a boob.” He sucks a good amount of one into his mouth, leaving marks from his teeth on her sensitive skin. He kisses down her stomach and hooks his fingers into the waistband of her leggings. “Can I take these off?”

“Yes.” She smiles softly. “And my panties too, please. I don’t like the feeling of sitting in my cold, wetness.”

“Heard.” He pulls both of the garments off and tosses them to the floor before splitting her thighs open. She’s glistening for him. He wells up some spit and watches it fall on and down her slit. “So fucking pretty.”

He spreads her lips apart, running his fingers through her sticky folds. His thumbs spread apart the top so he can find her clit. He taps on it with his finger, making her gasp.

“Did I find it, baby?” It’s rhetorical because before she can answer, his licking over it.

He wraps his lips around it and sucks hard, rapidly. He flicks the tip of his tongue over it, swirls it around, spits on it, then goes back to sucking. The sounds are wet and obscene. Y/N has a hand stuffed in his hair while the other clutches at the sheets. She moans out when she feels his middle finger sink inside her.

“So fucking tight.” He groans.

“I can take another, please, wanna feel you stretch me out.”

Harry grins and lets his ring finger join the middle. He works them in and out of her, wanting to prep her hole for what’s to come. Then he lets them stay deep inside and curls them to her front wall as he shallowly thrusts in and out. He gets his mouth back on her clit and uses his free hand to keep her thigh down and open.

“Fuck, just like that.” Her head rolls back and her mouth hangs open as she rolls her hips forward to meet his thrusts. “Harry, shit, you’re so good. Don’t stop.” Her toes start curling and her legs start shaking, and Harry laughs so sinisterly low that it makes her head dizzy. One of her heels digs into his shoulder blade. She’s panting and moaning and writing under him. “Oh, oh fuck.” She feels the coil deep in her belly about to snap. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna come, don’t stop.” The bed starts creaking and the headboard starts thudding against the wall. Harry’s rutting his hips into the mattress and moaning into her. “Harry, Harry, Harryyyyyy, fuck, I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming.” Her back arches off the bed as she lets go. Harry fucks her through it, keeping his fingers deep inside her. He gives her throbbing clit a break, then slowly takes his fingers out when he hears her breathing evening out.

He sucks his fingers into his mouth, and his surprised when Y/N grips his jaw to pull him down to her. He takes his fingers out and replaces them with her mouth. They moan against each other, both relishing in the filthy kiss.

“Do you want to keep going?” He asks.

“Are you hard again?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s some good stamina.” She smirks.

“Eating you out made me hard again. Taste so fucking good.” He reaches into his side table drawer and pulls out a foil packet. He sits back on his feet and rips it open to roll onto his cock.

“Do you mind if I play the role of a pillow princess? Kind of want you to just do what you want with me.”

“Yeah? Does being used turn you on?”

“Like this…by you…it does.”

“This might hurt a little since it’s been a while for you. If you need me to stop, just tell me and I will.”

“Okay.”

Harry lines himself up and slowly pushes inside. Y/N bites into his shoulder. The stretch burns, but the pain soon turns to pleasure once he’s all the way in. His tip is already nudging into her g-spot.

“Good?” He asks.

“Yes, thank you. You can move.”

He pulls out about halfway before thrusting back in. Y/N is so sweet for him, he slips out a couple of times before he can get a rhythm going. He sits up and throws her legs over his shoulders, pounding into her. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. She raises her hips and starts moaning uncontrollably. The angle is perfect. He thumbs at her clit, and her nails dig into the meat of his thighs.

“I’m getting close.” She twitches under him, wanting to close her legs to get some relief, but she can’t. “Please, don’t stop.” She whimpers up at him. “Feels so good.”

“Love watching you take it.” He grunts. “We fit so perfectly, your pussy was made for me.”

“Oh, fuck!” Apparently, that’s all she needed in order to come. She drenches his cock, which surprises the both of them. “Oh my god!” She cries out, a second wave of pleasure washing over her. It’s like the never ending orgasm. “Please tell me I didn’t just pee on you.” She sits up on her elbows and is mortified by the wet spot between them. “I had all that water beforehand-“

“You didn’t pee, Y/N.” Harry chuckles. “You just squirted a little. Well, a lot, but you know what I mean.”

“I’ve never done that before.” She blinks.

“Poor thing.” He pouts down at her. “Didn’t it feel so good to get a release like that?” He places his hands on the back of her thighs and pushes them down until her knees are on either side of her head. “Hm?”

“Yes, felt amazing.”

“I’ll make you do it again, baby, don’t worry. Gonna give it to you like you deserve. Hold your legs there for me.” He grips her hips and starts moving her on and off his cock. He watches as her eyes roll back and he laughs lowly. “Feel good?”

“Soooo good, oh my god.”

His fingers comes together and he slaps her clit, over and over and over until she’s panting and crying out and making a mess. He pulls out to move her onto her side. She sighs contently, happy to give her legs a break. But it’s not long until Harry is putting one of her legs over his shoulder and sliding back in, fucking her from the side.

“Christ, can feel you in my guts.”

“M’not hitting your cervix right? It still feels good?”

“Feels amazing, keep going.”

“Rub your clit. I wanna come at the same time.”

She slides her hand down and touches herself. She could honestly come from the sound of Harry moaning alone, but his cock beating into her g-spot is also a big help. She screams his name as she comes, making another mess. Harry grunts and whimpers and moans as he fills the condom.

He waits until they’ve both caught their breaths to pull out. Y/N rolls onto her back while Harry throws the condom away. The bed creaks as he lays back down next to her. Her lower half twitches every so often, her thighs still quivering.

“I love that we both already finished and your legs are still shaking.” He turns onto his side and draws shapes into her belly.

“Shut up.” She breathes. “I can’t even feel them.”

“You should really come with me to Pilates more often.”

“Who needs Pilates when you’re going to be fucking me like that regularly?” She turns her head to the side to look at him.

“Oh, am I going to be fucking you regularly? I didn’t get that memo.” He smirks.

“Yes, generally, when two people start dating, they fuck regularly.”

“Are you serious?” He sits up, hope painted all over his face. “You can really see us being a romantic couple?”

“Yeah.” She smiles up at him and caresses his cheek. “I’d really like to give this a shot.”

“Oh, Y/N, that makes me so happy.” He moves to lay on top of her and buries his face in her neck. She holds him to her chest, content with having his weight on her.

“Harry?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks for being you.”

He moves to look at her and pecks her lips. “You’re welcome.”

[dreamwritersworld]

Outgrown. Final part. (Miles morales x reader)

“Hey-“

Y/n attempted on closing the door but Miles stopped it so all she did was walk away letting him in.

“Please just let me say what I have to-“

“Say? You already did enough Miles. I don’t need anymore apologies or excuses. I’m busy.”

Miles took a moment to look at the textbooks spread out on the small coffee table and uncleaned dishes on the dinner table.

“I know that! Y/n please I’m sorry-“

“Y/n! We’re done!”

Miles was once again interrupted by the children letting Y/n know to help them.

“Ok miles. Just- stay here.”

His apology seemed genuine but…Y/n was so closed off to it, she wouldn’t allow him in so easily. Miles stayed in the living room for 15 minutes picking up the mess that was previously there while Y/n helped her siblings get ready for bed. He immediately froze hearing her footsteps..

“Look miles, I know what you’re gonna say. We’ve been through this before-“

“Please Y/n just let me finish what I had to say. I like-“

“Y/n!!!!! Lita hit me on purpose!”

Yet another interruption came across the pair, Y/n rushed into the bedroom of her two siblings as a calm Lita walked out nonchalantly sitting down of the counter opening a coloring book.

“I didn’t hit him! The book just fell on his head by accident!…so miles...”

Miles head turned towards a stern Lita with the most annoyed face. Lita was never one to beat around the bush.

“you messed up..terribly. But Don’t worry she likes your smile and fancy hair..I know, I read her diary.”

“She thinks it’s fancy?..”

“yup.”

Right then and there Lita gave his confidence right back to him and the little girl walked back out the kitchen knowing Y/n was coming back…she always did.

“Go to sleep-“

“I know! Don’t forget to tuck me in!”

Lita walked away and Y/n walked towards Miles bracing herself for the conversation.

When Y/n opened that door and saw miles her heart started to roll back to him and wanted more than just words. He was her heaven and hell. She wanted to ignore everything telling her to not come back.

“I love you Y/n and I know that doesn’t mean too much to you anymore. This last month has been terrible without you and I’m so sorry for saying things that aren’t true. You leaving was my reality check that not everyone was going to sit around and watch me cry and whine over someone who wasn’t there for me anymore….but you were. I love you for that, I love you for your family, for all that you do.”

Tears built up as both teens look at each other but Y/n tried so hard to just push him away…he was easy to love…but he was closed off and not easy to get love back from.

For miles he was willing to travel across the whole world for you, he just couldn’t see it and now he wants nothing more then you coming back to him.

“W-we can’t. We won’t, miles. I’m too busy, I have so much things going on. Our schedules and worlds aren’t the same right now. We’ve outgrown each other and that’s ok…you just realized it far too late.”

The last line burned into Miles heart and he was ready to accept his defeat…Y/n leaving and saying these words were enough punishment for all the things he’s done…but if he left now, he’d be giving her up on her too easily.

“We’ll make it work Y/n! I accept all of you. I’ve been watching you everyday for the past month, I know the new route you take home after hours of work. I see you taking care of Juan and Lita constantly. I know the reason why there was so many books on the table was because you’re tryin to pass all your exams. I know you’re feeling stressed and overworked…I know you’re trying to do better for everyone but Y/n your already perfect. You’re it for me.”

“Miles I can’t quit you…”

More tears and sobs fell from Y/n as miles stated all the actions and feelings Y/n had.

You see?…even with all the disagreements the pair had miles always gave Y/n a secure comfort spot. Much how Y/n was his way back to reality…he was her way to get away from it. They fit perfectly but too much built emotion pushed them away.

Miles rushed in hugging Y/n, suffocating her in his love and comfort in which Y/n couldn’t deny anymore.

“I’m sorry.”

That’s all he kept repeating to her as Y/n sulked into his arms. Within that moment Y/n went back to him. Once the tears went away the two looked at each other and shared a kiss, melting into each other.

Miles walked them back to the sofa and had them both fall onto it, sharing a laugh and now tears of happiness fell from Y/n.

“why are you crying..?”

“because I love you too..”

“I want my goodnight kiss too Y/n!!”

Their laughs soon became annoyed groans as they both get up and turn to Lita as she looks at them with a uninterested face.

“What? You promised me.”

Lita walked away with a stomp in her feet and crossed arms while Y/n got up from miles, walking away back to her duties.

She was walking mindlessly but turned to the sound of his footsteps.

“You can wait there Miles it’s fine I just gotta tuck them in.”

“I know I can but..I said I’d be here to love all of you didn’t i? I’ll help you.”

Y/n turned around quickly giving him one more hug and held his hand gently guiding him inside the room.

Both younger siblings were tucked in and as they walked out Juan and lita spoke again.

“Goodnight lovebirds!”

The door was shut quickly by Y/n in embarrassment as her cheeks heat up, turning red.

“Lovebirds huh? I like that name.”

Miles couldn’t get enough of the laugh and smiles Y/n let out, he embraced her one more time before saying goodnight and go.

They had outgrown each other…but they made another garden full of love.

!💜!

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[yumedoca]

I've finished the episode and I am literally crying. No, this is not an exaggeration, I am actually crying and I don't think I've literally straight up cried for an episode like this since 'Since your parting' and I'm crying much more than I cried back then. It was beautiful, thank you David Productions, it was perfect. It is now my favorite story in the remake now (it was already my favorite in the manga anyways).

I've already analyzed the story entirely here but I want to talk more about my favorite bits and addition in the remake (and other stuff)..

Nozomi's diary entry at the start was done so beautifully. The vibe which comes across is so soft and innocent, perfectly showing of Nozomi's pure heart. The soft coloring, the music, how they showed the writing, her voice acting (and the snow globe 😭) It honestly felt like I was watching another anime..

Speaking of the music, it seems like they made new BGM for this episode and let's just say, it's perfect..

..and the animation quality is just superb..

Oh my gosh, the way Nozomi becomes sad when he's unable to hold her hand... poor Nozomi :'(

Ataru commenting on how the scarf has his initial on it. As an artist, I can say it make people really happy when someone else points out the details in their work so I'm sure it made Nozomi really happy too..

Also, I love the colors for everything Nozomi made. I think it's a combo of the of original anime and manga's versions, which is very cute.

I love the addition of people not being able to see Nozomi, making Ataru seem like a loon. It makes him look stupid (while also wearing winter accessories during summer) but he doesn't care..

The whole date is so damn cute by the way, I think I was already tearing up by this point..

The whole moment where Nozomi was in the dark, I was literally screaming for Ataru to come out and be with her cuz I couldn't stand seeing her like that.. the poor girl..

Nozomi's soft smile as she rests in peace.. and now I'm crying again...

One detail I love which isn't remake original is how proud Sakura and Cherry are of Ataru after the date, like they didn't have much faith in him about him not breaking her heart at first but now they are very much proud of him..

"I'm gonna keep it on a little longer."

YEAH I AM NOT OKAY

The way Lum looks at him in the final scene.. You just know this is when she fell in love with him all over again..

"Maybe I should become a ghost too."

"What? Don't be stupid."

😭😭😭

Yup, I'm crying the second time after rewatching it (for writing this post)..

This is actually now one of my favorite episodes of all time now, no kidding. Ataru Moroboshi, you very sweet boy, I love you so very much..

[sonicstalker123]

Korekiyo x Reader who commits s***ide because of Korekiyo’s death

CW: sewerslide, gore, knives, hints of sh, fainting, screaming in anger and sadness, mentions of bugs

Content: EXTREME angst

(This is my first and only time I’ll write one of these as it’s a sensitive topic for not just me, but others as well.)

She/her pronouns used.

It was almost time for the class trial. Gonta was brutally murdered in the library. His mouth was taped shut and he was hanged upside down with several stab wounds. There was a LOT of blood on the floor. Once Kaito, Y/N and Shuichi find his body, Y/N gets pale and passes out. Fortunately Korekiyo was nearby and catches Y/N. “I have you now, Y/N, you’re safe with me.” He sits on the ground with Y/N in his arms. One arm hugging her and the other arm on her head.

“Kiyo? Is that Y/N?? Is she okay??” Keebo asks, concerned. “I’m sure she will be okay soon. It is concerning that she is… very pale, though.”

Keebo thinks to himself. “Kiyo, please let go of her for just a moment, I’d like to scan her for just one moment. It’s a new upgrade that Miu gave me and I want to test it out!” Korekiyo nods and gently moves her a few inches to the left.

Kiyo watches with curious eyes. He hears a humming noise coming from Keebo’s eyes?? He quite literally scans her. “The scan is complete! Vitals and everything else seems normal. It seems like she just fainted at the sight of blood. Do you know if that is normal for her?”

“This is a first for me. She has seen blood before and hasn’t fainted.” Kiyo casually responds. “Where…. Have you both seen blood..?” Keebo asks, concerned and also disturbed. “We watch horror movies sometimes. They get pretty gorey.” Kiyo responds. “WELL. I’m out, I must resume the investigation.” Keebo responds, disturbed by how casual Kiyo is with his responses. Korekiyo picks up Y/N and holds her close to him, with her head on his chest.

About ten minutes pass and Y/N wakes up, startling Kiyo. She looks up at him, a little dazed. “Dearest, you’re awake! How are you feeling?” Y/N soon realizes that her head is on her boyfriend’s chest, causing her to blush. Her blush causes Kiyo to blush slightly. “I-I was just protecting you!” Korekiyo responds, sounding embarrassed. “From… what?” Y/N asks, turning her head slightly and she almost sees Gonta’s lifeless body. “Darling, Gonta… passed away. Somebody ended his life… and his killer is somewhere in this very academy.” “W-What?! We were just talking about bugs and he was showing me a bunch of cute caterpillars JUST yesterday!” Y/N starts to sob, burying her head in Kiyo’s chest.

“D-Darling… cry as much as you need to. I’m here for you.” He pats her head and gently hugs her. Himiko turns around and sees Y/N crying and she starts to just BAWL. “We’re… gonna find your k-killer and bring them to j-justice..!”

Y/N eventually calms down and shakily sighs. “I… I think it’s almost t-time for the class trial. We will find who did this to you, Gonta! I promise!”

The TV monitor thing turns on. “Yup, she’s right! It’s finally time for the long anticipated class trial!” Monokuma exclaims.

Everybody makes their way to the Shrine of Judgement. “Kiyo… I was wondering if I could go with you to your lab after all of this is finished?”

That question stabbed Korekiyo like a knife, knowing he wouldn’t be able to do that. “Of course, my rose. Anything for you.” He responds.

Time for the class trial.

Everybody debates for a what felt like forever. Y/N is putting the pieces together and can’t believe it. “The killer is you, Korekiyo Shinguji, the Ultimate Anthropologist!” Shuichi yells and Y/N gasps and falls to her knees. “Bahaha! Your vote was correct, Shuichi! Though Y/N? You did an oopsie and you’re risking everybody else’s lives by voting for yourself! DON’T EVER DO THAT AGAIN. YOU’LL GET PUNISHED.” Monokuma growls.

Y/N walks up to Korekiyo. Everybody turns their head to watch Kiyo and Y/N talk. “But… why? Why would you do that?! Why did you kill Gonta?!” Y/N asks, in between her cries. “He was a threat! Last week, he almost broke your spine giving you a tight hug! He literally almost squeezed the life out of you, Y/N! I know he was worried and said “Gonta so sorry”, and all that SHIT, but he almost KILLED you!”

“Aaaaand that’s the tea.” Kokichi says, snickering to himself.

“I also wanted him to feel the same pain you felt. I taped his mouth shut so nobody could hear him.” Korekiyo responds, almost proud of himself.

“Yeah, I couldn’t move for days and Gonta watched over me and took care of me as his way of apologizing but you didn’t have to resort to MURDER! Gonta was innocent!” Y/N yells.

“Oooh, she’s big mad now.” Kokichi says.

“Kokichi, shhh. I’m invested in this tea too, so I wanna listen.” Tsumugi responds.

Korekiyo sighs and hands Y/N his mask and his hat and wipes her tears.

“ITS PUNISHMENT TIIIIIME!” Monokuma exclaims. “No…. NOOOO!” Y/N exclaims. “TAKE ME INSTEAD OF HIM!” Korekiyo looks at Y/N and sighs sadly. “My dearest rose, I did the crime, so I must pay… with my life. I don’t want to leave you, i-in fact, it pains me greatly to leave you, but this must happen. I love you and I will miss you. I’ll still be with you, in your heart. Every time you look at my mask and my hat, that’s me.” He gives her one final kiss, leaving a little kiss mark on her cheek from his lipstick.

Y/N starts bawling.

As Korekiyo gets his punishment, Y/N falls to her knees and starts bawling hysterically. When he gets dropped into the boiling hot pot, she yells so loud that she loses her voice. Korekiyo can faintly hear her screams and it shatters his heart, causing him to feel despair.

The pot gets even hotter, finally causing him to literally melt, turning him into a ghost. His sister is gone good fucking riddance, she will not be missed… She’s burning in hell

Korekiyo floats to a building’s roof and sits on it, sighing sadly. “I hope to see you again, my beautiful rose. My dearest.”

After the trial, she falls asleep from crying. Tenko picks up her up and carries her to her dorm room. She puts his hat and mask on her nightstand. A few weeks pass. Y/N just looks empty. Eyes look empty. She hasn’t spoken to anybody after the trial.

At the cafeteria, Tenko looks concerned. “I’m worried about Y/N. I haven’t seen her in days.” Right as she said that, Y/N was seen, but only for a second. She looks pale, literally as if she has no life in her. “Y/N! There you are! Are you okay???” Tenko asks. No response. Y/N just walks outside and sits at the table outside. Ryoma sighs and catches up with her. “Hey, Y/N. Are you alright? We haven’t seen you in days.” Y/N looks up at the sky.

“No response, huh? Listen… I know all too well what it feels like to lose somebody. I had somebody important to me, too. It took a long time to heal from those wounds. So we’re in the same boat, haha. Don’t tell anybody I said this, but I cry every now and then when I think about her.” Y/N starts to cry once more, but still doesn’t say anything. Ryoma turns his head to see her crying. “Hey now, it-it’s alright. Gosh, I’ve never been good at this sort of thing.”

Y/N fidgets with her hands. “This��.. this was our favorite place. We would sit here for hours and I would be so happy to just listen to him tell me his stories… Now… I can’t do that anymore.” “Oh, she speaks once more. Haven’t heard your voice in quite some time. If you need to talk to me, I’m here.” Ryoma jumps off the side of the table and walks away.

Y/N makes her way to Kiyo’s lab and just lays on the floor. “I miss you like crazy. It’s only been a few weeks but… it feels like just yesterday that we were in here on a date, with K-Kiyo infodumping teaching me about the Dog God and everything else imaginable. It hurts. It hurts knowing that I… can’t do that anymore. I wish I could feel your embrace just one more time….” Y/N gets up, goes to her dorm room and grabs a pillow, blanket and his mask. She locks the door and goes to sleep. For three days.

When Y/N wakes up, she grabs Kiyo’s mask, sneaks into Tsumugi’s lab and grabs her scissors, grabs her new hat and makes her way back to Kiyo’s lab. “Forgive me for this, Korekiyo. But always said that humanity was beautiful…” some time passes and looks down at her wrist, seeing that she cut herself with the scissors that she stole. She then starts wearing long sleeve t-shirts.

“I just saw Y/N, only for a moment. It seems that she looks more upset. We are all upset, but she’s more upset than all of us combined.” Keebo states, sighing sadly. Oh if only he knew.

Y/N makes her way to the kitchen and grabs a knife. She walks back to Kiyo’s lab and places the knife next to her. She scrolls through old selfies she’s taken with him… she hesitates for a moment but gets a pen and paper and decides to write her final words. “I will see… you soon, my love.”

‘This is goodbye, isn’t it? Kiyo made me feel special. He made me feel loved. He really made me feel wonderful. Appreciated. I’ll never forget the memories we made. I couldn’t bare the thought of being away from him for much longer, it was just tearing me up inside. Take this hat and mask and put it on my bed. As a reminder that we will be with one another forever. See you guys in another life. I thought you all were amazing friends.’

She sends Kaito a text. ‘Goodbye.’ SEND.

“Guys, Y/N just sent me a text a text saying “goodbye”. What does that mean?” Shuichi gasps. “She’s been by herself for days and we haven’t seen her. Could she be in Kiyo’s lab? That’s where I think she could be. I’m gonna go investigate. Kaito, do you want to come with me?” “Of course! You too, Maki Roll! We’re sidekicks! Off to Kiyo’s lab!”

The three run to Kiyo’s lab, with everybody anxious. They tried to open the door, but it is locked. Kaito bangs on the door. “Y/N! ARE YOU IN THERE?? ARE YOU OKAY?!” “Hold on, I got this.” Maki says and kicks the door open. “Being the Ultimate Assassin means that you have to be strong in all depa-“ Maki turns her head to see a lifeless Y/N, bleeding out with a cut throat and a knife in hand, blood everywhere holding Y/N’s note. “She really did commit…”

*DING DONG BING BONG*

“A body has been discovered!!”

(Gosh, this was rough to write. Should I do a “part 2” to this, where Kiyo and his gf are reunited?)

EDIT: made a part 2! https://www.tumblr.com/sonicstalker123/747513052154478592/korekiyo-x-reader-who-commits-side-because-of

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Forty-Seven Steps

[Gundam: The Witch from Mercury, Sulemio, Fluff, Everything is OK!!, Miorine Works Out] AO3 Link

Summary: Suletta falls asleep, and Miorine starts working out… for some odd reason.

I.

This was ridiculous. 

Her arms were burning, her knees were shaking, and she wanted to cry (just a little bit) but it had to be done because when she wants something, she follows through. That’s just the way she was. 

“Stupid weights,” Miorine grumbled to herself. “Stupid simulated gravity on campus.”

There weren’t a lot of other students in the campus gym, much less in the odd hours that Miorine chose to frequent it. This was good, she hated unwanted attention. She took another deep breath, clapping her hands together and watching chalk powder puff out into the air. She set her feet apart and picked up her weights. One dumbbell in each hand—a whopping three pounds each. She’d work her way up; a girl had to start somewhere.

How Suletta made this look so easy was beyond her, but then again many things about Suletta were.

“One,” she grunted. “Two.” She took another rhythmic breath. “Three,” her pace began to slow. She was finding it more difficult to curl her arms fully, but one more—one more—“four.”

She let her arms go slack after the last rep, dropping the weights onto the rubber-padded floors. They were pastel purple and quite pleasant to look at, though their lack of wear-and-tear only proved that students preferred the corporation-sponsored gyms of their own houses. 

“Alright,” she huffed. “One more.” She set a timer for one minute, picked the dumbbells up, and curled her arms up to a forty-five degree angle. 

Through gritted teeth, she was determined to hold it.

——

II.

“W—what are you… doing?” 

Suletta couldn’t help her wide-eyed stare. Miorine looked like she was wrestling with her (recently purchased) sack of sandy loam soil. She kept a cool, even expression but was unmistakably struggling. She widened her stance, planting her feet firmly on the ground while she lowered to a squat. She seemed to be trying to straighten her back while lifting up the sack, and honestly it looked like she was going to lift it clean off the shelf when she lost balance and looked right about to fall—

“Miorine!”

—over.

It all happened so fast, but Suletta was faster. The sack fell to the greenhouse floor with a thick, muffled ‘thud’ and Miorine was about to follow suit, but not before Suletta was able to grab a handful of Miorine’s uniform—giving it a firm tug—the action of which tipped their balance to the opposite direction, back towards Suletta who side-stepped at just the right moment and prevented a collision with Miorine’s most recent tomato propagations. 

Imagine having to pick up all those leca balls!

Miorine had crashed backwards into Suletta—knocking the air out of Suletta’s lungs at the moment of impact. 

“M-Miorine-san? Are you okay?”

Miorine groaned, head falling backwards onto Suletta’s shoulder with closed eyes. “Are the plants okay?”

Suletta giggled. Of course, plants first. “Yes.”  A little timidly, she brought her arm forward, settling her palm over Miorine’s forearm. She felt Miorine lean backwards towards her, felt a small hand brush over her own. 

And then she was gone, stepping forward and away from Suletta’s space, but soon after she was turning to face her. Miorine’s hand was around Suletta’s wrist, pulling her towards the discarded sack. “Help me lift the sack.” 

Suletta smiled, “of course!”

—--

III.

“She really is at the gym!” 

“Told ya,” Nuno flipped over his stack of paperwork, doing a round of final checks. “What brings you here, Martin?”

“Paperwork that needs the president’s signing,” he waved a brown envelope towards Nuno. “Finished the purchase order for next week’s pop-up booth.”

“Marketing materials?”

“Yup,” Martin nodded. “For the printouts. You?”

“Liquidations of last week’s prototyping expenses.” Nuno looked towards Miorine.  She was on the stair climber, looking just about ready to pass out. “Apparently we gotta wait til she finishes her last round of forty seven steps.”

“That’s such an odd and arbitrary number,” Martin scratched his head in confusion. “You know she’s been exercising in her office now and again, it’s a bit out of nowhere but good on her.”

“Yeah,” Nuno agreed. “Maybe she’s been hanging out with Suletta too much.”

Martin laughed kindly. “Haven’t we all?”

—

IV.

Miorine slipped into the Earth House dormitories, considerate enough not to make too much noise and wake anyone. Her chosen work-out schedule meant late night returns,  but she found something peaceful in empty hallways at night—as if time was suspended in empty spaces meant for crowds.

The common area was dimly lit. It was cold, which means everyone had likely gone up to their rooms a while now, but the ambient light was enough for her to notice Suletta’s crumpled form, peacefully asleep on their worn-down sofa. Her face softened—more so than usual now that there was no one else to see. 

She waited up for her again. 

“Suletta,” Miorine said in a clipped voice. Someone else might have said it was cold, but Suletta knew better. “You’re going to get ill if you keep falling asleep down here.”

Suletta’s response was an unintelligible and nearly alien-sounding whine. It made Miorine smile a little, made her eyes soft and pitiful and tender.

Miorine sat by the edge of the couch. She brushed Suletta’s hair back. “Suletta?”

She got even less of a response this time: just a grunt. Miorine got up and walked towards one of the side-cabinets to reach for a blanket. 

(Which may or may not have been her idea to install, given Suletta’s sleeping habits.)

—

V.

“Whoa! You’re doing it!”

She couldn’t help the self-satisfied smirk, not after all the work she’d put into her lifting form. Suletta was on-standby, ready to assist at any moment, but Miorine knew at this point she’d manage. She hoisted the sack of loam soil from outside the greenhouse, took a few tentative steps towards her potting area, and dropped it onto the ground without so much as a sweat.

That was a lie. She sweated a lot, and she thought her knees were going to give, but still.

“Have you been working out so you can do more work in the green house?” Suletta looked over curiously. Miorine tried not to gape at how easily she had picked up the next sack, slung it over her shoulder, and casually walked into the greenhouse before slamming it down onto the sack she had just moved herself. 

“Somehow, yes, that’s one of them.”

“Well physical fitness is a great goal to have!” Suletta was nodding enthusiastically. “Maybe I can add having a gym-buddy to my bucket list. But that means you’re going to have to eat more, which means—“

“I don’t think I’m ready for the farm-fresh eggs,” Miorine shook her head. 

“But they’re so good!”

“You’ve been trying to convince me for the past six months, I’m not going to give in now.”

“Miorine-san!” Suletta whined. Adorably. “What’s life without having tried a cheese omelette?”

“Been okay so far for me, now let’s get the next sack.” She was hiding her smile.

Suletta grumbled, “have you rich people ever really lived.”

—

VI.

“Another five sets of forty-seven?” 

“Yup,” Miorine set down her gym-bag. She just finished with the dumbbells and was about to begin with the stair climber. It’s been almost two months since she started her oddly-timed exercise routines and by now the rest of Earth House had fallen into the rhythm. If there was anything that needed urgent signing, Martin or Aliya would drop by right before she started with the climber. Today it was Martin, with an unpleasantly thick ledger of documents. Miorine eyed them tiredly. “Are these our sponsorship proposals?”

“The ones from last Thursday, with the edits you suggested.” 

“Leave them here, I’ll look over them when I’m done.” 

“You sure?”

“Yes, thank you for the trouble.” Miorine looked at the time.  “I’ll probably be back late.”

“I’ll try to convince Suletta to turn in then,” he offered.

“Don’t bother,” Miorine shook her head. “You know how she is.”

He chuckled. She was right.

— VII.

The documents he left were definitely more than she could take on for one evening, and before she knew it, it was fifteen-minutes past two. Miorine almost never stayed up later than midnight, and it irked her to think about how groggy she would be in classes the following day. She walked briskly into the Earth House’s common area, mumbling about how she should have foregone her workout given how much needed to be reviewed for the sponsorship proposal. She felt around blindly for the light switch but stopped—freezing in place when she remembered that it was god-knows-what-time in the morning, and that, likely… 

Yes—there she was. 

Snoring lightly on the sofa, waiting for her to come back. Miorine would try and try to convince her not to, but she was starting to think that Suletta liked the way she woke her up whenever she returned. 

Suletta habitually fell asleep on the couch. And as she’d done whenever she’d catch her down here, Miorine sat at the edge of the couch, brushing back Suletta’s hair and allowing herself a moment to just… look. “Suletta,” she said softly. Not enough to wake her, just enough to satisfy her longing to say her name. 

It was cold down here, and their sofa wasn’t exactly made of luxury upholstery. Nervously, Miorine set down her bag. She got up, steadied her footing, and slid her arms behind Suletta’s neck and legs. With a deep breath, she hoisted her up as steadily as she could. Miorine trembled a little, and wobbled dangerously back and forth. But she did it! Soon enough they were steady, and she was taking tentative steps backwards. 

Suletta was in her arms, stirring now and again, but turning closer towards the warmth of Miorine’s chest, nuzzling into her neck. She felt herself flush fiercely up to her ears. 

No backing down now. 

Afterall, this is exactly what she’s been working out for all this time.

With a determined stride, she made her way up the forty-seven steps from the couch to Suletta’s bedroom, where she would finally—finally—tuck her in. 

--

fin

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A/N: My very first Suletta and Miorine fic! The show is tearing my heart to pieces, so now I cope by bringing you fluff where nothing goes wrong and everything is okay. :-) Can Miorine really carry Suletta? Well in my fanfic world she can lmfaooooo I also know NOTHING about working out and I have 2% knowledge buff about plants c/o of my partner but that's it I'm sorry

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Is it that time again? Yes it is. Here's another drabble I wrote. Lemme know if you want a part 2 :p

Pairing: ChanxReader

Title: Miroh Club

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that we should," he takes a deep breath before looking in my eyes, "break up."

I blink at my boyfriend, Ben. "Where is this coming from?"

"Y/N, I can't keep doing this anymore."

"Do what exactly?"

"This!" He gestures between us two. "I can't keep on pretending that there is anything between us anymore. It's getting too tiring. I can't deal with you and your friends anymore."

So this was about him. This was always about him, my best friend since we were in diapers. Chan was the one person I won't let go, regardless of who I dated. "Okay."

Ben links in surprise. "Okay?"

"Yeah." I start to gather my things to put in my bag.

"So that's it?"

I look at him, zipping my bag. "Yup." I sling the bag over my shoulder.

"You're not even going to fight for us?"

I laugh. "You're funny, Ben. The minute my friends or anyone I care for came between us, it was always you that wanted me to leave them. It was always YOU." I point to him and walk to his apartment door. "I can't believe I wasted a year on you."

As the door closes, I half expected him to come running after me but that moment never came. I shoot a quick text to Chan.

Y/n: Where are you?

C: just finished gym so heading home, whats up?

Y/n: Can i come over?

C: yeah. Everything okay?

I don't even bother replying to him. I quickly reach my car, start the ignition and drive. I don't know why I was a crying mess by the time I parked in his driveway. And as I stood in front of the door, I rang the doorbell. But it wasn't who I was expecting to be standing behind it.

"Oh, hey!" Han, one of the roomates and very close friend of Chan. "I was just leaving to spend the weekend at Luna's."

Oh did I mention he's also dating my other best friend/roommate?

"Hannie, you know she loves coffee right?"

"Yeah?" He blinks at me, confused.

"And you know she loves sweet treats, right?"

"Are you saying I should stop by a bakery on the way?" He asks.

"That would be a wise choice," I give him a small smile as he grabs his keys and sprints to his car. I hear the engine revving as I see Chan walking towards me.

"Did Han leave?"

"Yeah."

He then looks at me, his eyes softening. "Babygirl, come here." He holds out his arms, and fresh tears fall down my cheeks as I wrap my arms around his back, sobbing into his chest. "It's okay. Let it out."

"I don't even know why I'm crying."

"Your feelings are valid," he gently pats my back. "Tell me all about it."

So I do. I tell him how Ben broke up with me for having friends that are boys. And how he was jealous of Chan. "Me?" Chan asks, munching on potato chips as we sat in the living room watching Harry Potter.

"Yeah," I scoff, reaching for a can of soda. "It's not like I'm not the only woman in the world to have so many guy friends. He didn't like how I always shared everything with you. I can't help it that we've been friends since we were in diapers."

"Where do you even find this dude?"

"Ugh," I groan. "I deleted tinder. No more dating apps."

He laughs. "Hey, in all fairness, it's his loss."

"Meh, he wasn't really my type anyway," I stated.

"And yet you dated him for 1 whole year." He laughs when I playfully hit his arm. "Hey, would you wanna hang out with the boys and I tonight? We're going to Miroh club."

I gasp. "How on earth did you manage to get in? It's impossible to even get in line."

He chuckles, as Harry finally spits out the golden snitch on the screen. "I have my ways."

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"Holy shit," I stare in awe as Chan and I walk inside Miroh club. It's already getting filled with people, and with the music echoing inside, there's a reason why this club is so popular. A lot of famous artists are known to visit it but tonight it's just the boys, who I see from afar and wave at Luna, who's currently sitting on Han's lap. That woman is whipped and Han is no better. But I'm happy for them.

"I'll grab you a drink and meet you there," Chan states and disappears in the crowd as I walk over to the VIP lounge. Jesus, how did Chan do this? "Hey," I say to Luna and the boys.

"Hey, you," Luna says, hopping off of Han's lap and sitting beside me. "I heard about you and Ben."

I wave my hand. "He's not important."

"Well, how about him?" She asks, gesturing towards Chan.

I whip my head towards him, chatting with someone. "Girl, be for real. He's my best friend."

"So? He's had a thing for you all these years."

"Wait, what?" I snap my head at her.

"Oh," she laughs, covering her mouth. "You didn't know? Why do you think he took his morning classes and studied his ass off so he could hang out with you at night? Why do you think you're the only one that knows the password to his laptop? And why do you think that girl is about to give him his number?"

I snap my back towards him again. The girl that Luna was talking was currently leaning against the bar, touching his arm. Sudden fury and rage flowed through my veins and I didn't know why. "And by the looks of it, I'd say you're jealous."

"I'm not jealous."

"Mmhmm, sure you're not." She elbows me. "Tell me, are you thinking about punching that girl?"

"No." Lie.

"Okay. Are you thinking about what if he takes her number and they start dating, he wouldn't have time for you like he does now?"

"No." More lies.

"Are you thinking of stomping your way there and.....kissing him?"

"What? No!" But every fibre of my being, I wanted to walk over to him and drag him out the bar and.....

"Girl, stop denying your feelings and go get him before it's too late."

I wasn't going to lie to myself. I did have a tiny crush in high school but it soon died when we became college students. Then once we graduated and landed pretty nice jobs, I made myself busy running my bakery with Luna. "Oh, there they go on the dance floor."

I blink back to reality and watch as Chan and girl he was talking to make their way to the dance floor. The girl immediately starts dancing really close to him, seductively as he reciprocates the moves. Closing my eyes, I try to control the jealousy I was feeling but open them again to see her grinding her hips against him.

Marching my way to them, my heels clicking against the floor. My mission was to rip her hands off him. "Get your hands off him." The music was too loud for them to even acknowledge me.

Okay. This is how she wants to play? Fine. I can play that game too. I grab her arm and pry it off him. She staggers back, looking at me. "What the fuck?!"

"Back off," I yell and I grab his hand, making our way through the crowd towards the exit. I caught a glimpse of Luna swaying her hips against Han. Okay that's an image I won't be able to forget for a long time.

Once outside, the cool crisp night air feels refreshing as he yanks his arm back when we're about half a block away. "Y/N, what the fuck?"

"Did you really have to pick her?"

"Y/N, she came on to me!"

I scoff. "Didn't look like it from where I was standing."

He blinks before laughing. "By any chance," he takes a step closer to me, "are you jealous?"

My cheeks heat and scoff. "In your dreams, pal."

He laughs as he takes another step forward till we're face to face. "It's okay to be jealous sometimes."

"I told you," I snarled through my teeth as I glanced up at him. "I'm not jealous."

Then he cups my cheeks and leans in, glancing up to my eyes. "Not even now?" He whispers.

From being this close to him, I could smell his vanilla scent, going up my nostrils and igniting a fire within me. "No."

He then leans much closer till our lips are almost touching. "Now?"

My body acts faster than my mind. "Shut up and kiss me." I wrap my arms around his neck, bring him down on my lips as his arms slide around my waist. Fuck me, he even tastes divine. Why I never told him about my feelings back then is beyond me. He turns my whole body and backs me up till my back hits a brick wall. He moans into the kiss, his hands cupping my ass cheeks and giving them a tight squeeze.

"Fuck, Y/N. What took you so long?" He breathes against my mouth.

I giggle, threading my hand through his black hair. "Is it wrong to say that I want to ditch the party and have a party of our own at your place?"

He growls at my request and attacks my jaw and neck with butterflies kisses. "Chan, please. There are people around."

"I don't give a fuck."

I gasp at his choice of words coming out of his mouth. "Then," I groan as he sucked and licked at a certain spot on my neck, which would turn into purple soon. "Take me home. Because I want you, Chan."

He slowly back up, his lips swollen and his eyes filled with lust. "Fuck. We're going home."

"Which one?"

"Mine," he growls the word as his brown eyes stared into mine, the heat travelling between my legs. "Because when you scream my name, it's going to be on my bed."

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“Again.” 

Sweat trickles down the side of Y/n’s face. She exhales slowly, before running towards the dojo wall, using the hard surface to rebound and land gently on the floor. Her foot slips once again from trying to control the impact of her landing, and she falls on her side once again.

Her teacher watches her sternly. His whiskers twitch.

“Again.”

She groans at his order. “When am I going to learn more moves like theirs?” She complains, shooting a dirty glare at a sniggering Raph. Donnie looks at her sympathetically. 

Leo watches her, wincing at the memory of when he was in a similar position. Mikey sends her a thumbs up, the only encouraging one.

Y/n looks at Leo desperately.

Back me up here, her eyes seemed to convey.

Sorry, you asked for him to train you, Leo shrugs.

“Let us have a short break.” Master Splinter suggests. She lets out a sigh of relief, collapsing onto the soft mat that barely hid the firmness of the dojo’s floor.

“You did well on your first try.” Donnie tries to encourage her. 

“Thank you, Donnie. I just don’t know why I can’t stick this landing!” Y/n is frustrated, rubbing her legs that felt like jelly.

“It took me a while to get it too. Leo kept falling every other try so you’re actually doing much better than him.” Donnie hands her a glass of water that she downs thankfully, licking her lips after.

“Hey!” Leo glares at Donnie but softens when Y/n’s eyes shine with hope. 

“Really?” 

Donnie nods, and Leo looks away, embarrassed.

“Ready to try again?” Master Splinter waits patiently as Y/n stands up.  

“Yup.” She stands in front of Master Splinter once more. Raph continues to watch, her struggle a new source of amusement for him.

Mikey had already grown bored, heading off to use his skateboard. Donnie walks back to his lab, and Leo sits down.

Y/n assumes the position she has just learned, gritting her teeth, She runs once more towards the wall, successfully doing a somersault and landing softly. She stumbles a bit but manages to not lose her balance.

Master Splinter hums in approval. “Good. After training, do three more sets of katas.”

Y/n beams, elated at her success.

“Now, we shall learn one more move?” Master Splinter’s lips curl into a small smile. Y/n nods eagerly. 

“I will begin by teaching you Kenjutsu, the way of the sword.” He walks over to his wall of weapons. He grabs a wooden sword and swings it, judging it as satisfactory for her use. He tosses it to her and she catches it easily. 

Grabbing another one for himself, he motions for Leo to step forward. “The first thing you must learn is the Shomen Uchi. It is a straight downward cut.” Leo unsheaths his katanas. 

“I will demonstrate to you how a precise blow can affect your opponent, even when they are using a variety of attacks. Come, Leonardo.” Master Splinter orders his son. 

Leo attacks without hesitation. Master Splinter dodges each strike and slashes expertly with ease while Y/n watches closely. 

“A Shomen Uchi is useful for both offense,” Master Splinter finally strikes, sidestepping a blow and swinging the wooden blade down. It strikes Leo’s shoulder firmly. Leo stumbles from the impact, dropping the katana in his hand.

“and defence.” Master Splinter finishes, now using the butt of the sword to hit the top of Leo’s head lightly when he charges at him with a cry. He kicks the back of his shell and Leo is sent tumbling down. 

“Ugh...” He groans. 

“That was amazing!!” Y/n’s eyes are practically sparkling, looking at Master Splinter with an awestruck gaze. 

“Now that you know the benefits, your homework will be practising this move a thousand times.” Master Splinter nods to the sword in her hand hanging lamely by her side. Y/n steadies herself and does her first swing.

She loses her grip, the blade flying out of her hand and spinning towards Raph who cries out in alarm. Master Splinter steps in, catching the sword quickly and returning it to a sheepish Y/n.

“You almost hit me!” 

“I’m sorry...” Y/n laughs nervously. Leo chuckles, heading towards the dojo’s doors. “It’s time for patrol.” 

Raph stands up, leaving with him. “You coming?” Leo pauses, looking at her. He waits for her answer patiently. “No, I’d like to stay and practice.” She replies without looking, concentrating on swinging the blade.

“Okay, we’ll see you later.” Leo smiles at the furrow between Y/n’s eyes, leaving the lair with his brothers.

Y/n finally gives herself a break, sitting down and catching her breath. Her hair was damp with sweat, and her cheeks were red. Her arms ached, and she sets down the wooden sword she had trained with for the past three hours.

She goes to clean herself up and is exiting the bathroom when she hears two familiar voices in the dojo, along with clangs of metal.

“You knew she was watching, and all you did was show off!” Raph says, and Leo uses his legs to toss Raph over his head. He lands beside Y/n who had just opened the doors, narrowly missing a collision.

“I...I was demonstrating how formidable we are. I knew she wasn’t going to attack us.” Leo defends himself with a smug grin and Raph grunts. 

“What’s going on here?” 

Y/n’s question goes ignored as Raph stands up, and the two brothers begin to circle each other again, weapons drawn. “Of course not,” Raph replies sarcastically, “She’s studying our moves for next time. You don’t flirt with the enemy Leo, you take ‘em down.”

“No! You’re wrong about her. She has a good side.”

“Oh yeah? If that’s what you’re doing, then why not tell the others?” It’s Raph’s turn to be smug.

“Because they wouldn’t understand.” Leo’s frustrated, and he tries to attack Raph who catches his blades with his sais, flinging him against the wall.

Y/n watches silently, choosing to listen and piece together what had happened on their patrol.

“You really think Mikey and Donnie wouldn’t understand?” Raph pauses, looking away for a moment while he pins Leo to the wall with his sais at his throat. “You really think Donnie wouldn’t understand?” He corrects himself.

“Look, I know what I’m doing!” Leo headbutts Raph, sending him and his sais across the room. Raph shakes his head as he sits up, and launches himself at his brother. It turns into an all-out fistfight, Y/n picking up the carelessly flung weapons.

“Just trust me!” Leo yells, grabbing Raph in a chokehold. 

“What is going on here?” Master Splinter says sternly, and Leo releases his brother from the chokehold, the two standing up. “Nothing.” Leo stares at Raph who turns away and sighs. “Yeah, nothing,” Raph responds flatly, his arms crossed. 

“Thanks.” Raph grabs the sais that Y/n holds out for him, leaving the dojo. Leo picks up his swords, flinching a little when he sees Y/n’s disapproving stare before he frowns, turning away.

“So, what happened out there?” Y/n walks behind Raph who’s using the pinball machine.

“Our leader in blue decided to show off for his lil’ crush in the Foot while we were on patrol.” Raph punches the buttons on the machines. Y/n leans against the wall next to him. 

“He’s head over heels for her.” Y/n scoffs, “Almost as much as Donnie is for April. Karai is bad news.” Raph groans in frustration. “I know! But he doesn’t listen!” 

She shrugs in response. “You gotta let him go through it.” Her gut twists, and her lips purse. 

“Like heck, I will.”

“I’ll try to talk to him later.” Y/n offers. 

“I dunno, he might not listen to you either. Can’t hurt to try though.” Raph sighs, heading to the punching bag. He tunes everyone out, his eyes focused.

“Hey Y/n, wanna come with me to my school tomorrow morning?” April offers from her place on the couch.

“Sure.” She agrees, sitting down next to her.

“Bring pizza on the way back!” Mikey says from the couch, laying on his shell as he reads his comic book.

“Pepperoni, or can I pick?” Y/n teases lightly, seeing Mikey mumble his approval, too absorbed in his comic. 

April chooses to stay the night, and the two girls are hanging out on the couch when Y/n sees Leo head to his room. She stands up, mumbling a quick apology to April before following him.

“If you’re here to tell me not to trust Karai, don’t. I’ve already heard it from everyone else.” Leo sets down his katanas at the foot of his bed, sensing her behind him.

“I’m not.” Y/n replies softly, her hand laid flat on the door’s frame. She closes the door but leaves a small gap. She flicks a switch to turn on the lights, and a soft glow lights up the room. Her eyes follow the string of fairy lights that adorn each shelf, twirling around the bedframe before her gaze settles on a defeated Leo sitting on his bed.

“May I?” Leo nods, scooching over to give her some space to sit down beside him. 

After a long pause, Y/n finally speaks from beside him. “They care about you, you know.” 

“Then why can’t they just trust me?” Leo turns to face her, his hands on his knees. 

“Because she’s also your enemy.” Y/n points out gently, turning to meet his desperate gaze. 

The space between Leo’s brow furrowed. “Why aren’t you trying to stop me?”

“Because I believe and trust in you, even if it’s a really bad idea.” Y/n chuckles, leaning forward to brush away some dust on his cheek. 

Leo’s breath hitches from the close proximity, nervously looking away when she leans back. “There’s still good in her.” He tries to quell the flip his heart does when he meets her gaze once again. Ignoring the quiver in his heart that threatened to waver from Karai, he crosses his arms, staring straight ahead.

“Alright,” Y/n murmurs with a shake of her head. She could sense him beginning to close off. “Just be careful around her, okay? No matter how much good she might have in her, she’s still your enemy. Even if she’s soft on you, it doesn’t mean she’s the same on your brothers. Don’t be blinded like I was.”

“...Alright,” Leo replies quietly, hanging his head. The tails of his bandanna rest on his shoulders, and Y/n gives them a quick squeeze before standing up and turning off the lights, giving him a soft smile before leaving. 

He didn’t understand why no one seemed to appreciate his efforts to get Karai to join their side. He had heard countless warnings from Master Splinter and his brothers, not to mention April telling him many times how much of a bad idea it was to get involved with Karai. He had brushed off each one, only taking Master Splinter’s warning somewhat seriously. But Y/n was different. Her words still lingered in his head. It was frustrating, her existence.

He wasn’t supposed to feel this way towards anyone, much less Y/n. She was from a different world, and she would return when Donnie was done fixing the Kraang tech. Besides, he was sure that she would never fall for a mutant turtle. But he still couldn’t stop the gentle flutters his heart gave, and the small tingles that his arms felt when she smiled at him. 

But what did she mean when she warned him not to be blinded like she was?

Had someone similarly hurt her?

It was mere speculation, but Leo felt his anger rise at the thought. He quickly tries to change the track of his thoughts, focusing on Karai.

Karai was different. She was dangerous. Coy. But she was also exciting. She was like a breath of fresh air from the rigidness of Leo’s personality, and he enjoyed the time he spent with her. Shaking his head, Leo groans. He liked Karai, and that was the end of it. What he felt for Y/n was temporary, definitely not real. It was probably just because of their kiss that he felt anything remotely romantic towards her. It was definitely because of that. 

With tumultuous thoughts running amok in his mind, he lays down on his bed, drifting off to sleep in an attempt to escape them.

“I wonder what schools are like here.” Y/n comments, kicking away a pebble on the sidewalk. She watches it tumble onto the road.

“They’re...not fun...” April sighs, pulling out her phone to check the time. “It’s like a prison.”

“Really? Is it surrounded by an ocean...?” Y/n asks innocently. The only prison she knew of was the Boiling Rock, and it wasn’t very fun being a prisoner there until Sokka broke her and Suki out of there.

“What? No, why would it be surrounded by an ocean?” April stammers in confusion, and Y/n merely shrugs in response. She's saved from questions when April stops in her tracks, and motions for Y/n to follow her up the steps. 

“Hello, I’m Miss Campbell, from the Worldwide Genome Project. Are you April O’Neil?” A lady greets them almost robotically at the top of the stairs, her back facing them. Y/n tilts her head questioningly, the lady seemingly not noticing her presence. 

“Uh, yes?” April slows down her pace, slightly taken aback by Miss Campbell’s presence.

“I’m here to present your DNA test results. Come with me.” Miss Campbell finally turns her head, April hesitating. Y/n stands a few feet away, feeling her gut twisting uncomfortably at Miss Campbell’s presence. She narrows her eyes. Something was off. 

“Wow, I figured you guys were just going to send printouts.” April laughs.

“No, we don’t send printouts. Come with me.” 

April begins to back away slightly, creeped out by Miss Campbell’s insistence. “Uh, where exactly?”

“We’re going to a place where I can present your DNA test results. Come with me.” Miss Campbell’s tone is almost threatening, her empty gaze unsettling.

“What did you say your name was again?” April’s tone is more hesitant, sending Y/n an alarmed look. The latter nods, bending the water from her water bag into water whips.

“I’m Miss Campbell, from the Worldwide Genome Project. I’m here to present your test results.” She rattles off again as if she was reading from a pre-written script. Y/n wonders if all teachers were like that here.

“Right. I gotta go.” April finally has enough, turning around and heading back down the stairs. An outstretched hand grabs her wrist firmly, and she’s stopped from moving any further. 

“Come with me.”

“Let her go!” Y/n finally speaks up, frowning at the lady. She sends a water whip at the hand that was holding April’s wrist, but Miss Campbell doesn’t budge. 

Miss Campbell tosses April roughly against the glass display case that featured multiple awards the school had, the girl bouncing off of the glass and landing on the floor with a pained grunt.

She looks up in time to see Miss Campbell’s fist flying towards her, and Y/n reacts quickly. She wraps a tendril of water around April’s leg, using it to pull her away just as Miss Campbell’s fist smashes through the glass.

“Thank you Y/n,” April says gratefully, the two girls watching Miss Campbell warily.

“I really hope this isn’t what teachers are like here.” Y/n comments. April grabs her wrist.

“They’re not!” She cries out, dragging Y/n down the hallways, running away from a dangerous Miss Campbell who was walking towards them. April looks around desperately as they run, her fingers curled around Y/n’s wrist.

The squeaking of their shoes echoed through the empty hallways, April trying to open the doors around her as Y/n tried to catch her breath. They both turn a corner, and Y/n lets a scream slip past her lips at the sudden sight of Miss Campbell in front of them. They run away again, heading towards the cafeteria.

Y/n feels her breaths becoming short, her lungs screaming for more air and she looks around desperately. Seeing a wooden statue of a short man in a helmet and beard, she tugs on April’s sleeve, motioning towards the head. April looks at her with confusion, eyes lighting up when she understands Y/n’s plan.

The shadow of Miss Campbell approaches, and April waits tensely before she finally rounds the corner. Slamming the wooden head that they had broken off from the statue down on Miss Campbell’s head, the pair use the time to run. Y/n exhales steadily after splashing some water on the ground, aiming at the floor and seeing it freeze over to buy more time for their getaway.

“In here!” April whispers, pushing Y/n into an empty broom closet and shutting the door as quietly as she can. They wait with bated breath for the red glow of Miss Campbell’s eyes to pass their hiding space. Y/n curls up in the shadows, bringing her knees to her chest.

Luckily, the girls aren’t discovered and their pursuer walks away. After judging that they were safe for now, they both exhale shakily. April pulls out her T-Phone, sending the turtles a mass text about the danger they were in.

Y/n does the same but texts Raph instead. They turn off their phones quickly, hearing the slight click-clack of Miss Campbell’s high heels approaching.

“Did you all just get a mass text from April?” Donnie questions his brothers in the kitchen, having just heard Mikey’s options for dinner. They all nod.

“I got one from Y/n too,” Raph states, holding up his phone. Leo frowns slightly at this before trying to brush it off. Why did she text Raph and not him?

“Does yours say that she’s being attacked by an old lady?” 

They all nod again.

“Y/n’s one says the same, but there are a lotta typos. It’s almost kinda cute.” Raph chuckles. Leo rolls his eyes, but it doesn’t go unnoticed by Donnie.

“Does that count as an emergency?” Donnie blinks.

“I guess.” Leo shrugs, and the severity of the situation finally hits him. “Let’s go!” 

They all grab their weapons, making their way to the school.

“I think she’s gone for now,” Y/n says in a hushed tone and April nods, reaching to turn the doorknob beside her. The door opens with a soft click, and they flinch, fully expecting Miss Campbell to attack them any minute. 

“April! Where are you?” Donnie shouts. Y/n slams open the door, relief in her eyes from hearing the familiar voice. 

April storms over to a defeated Miss Campbell, kicking what used to be her head violently. “And stay down!”

“Thank you, guys,” Y/n says breathlessly. April pats Donnie’s shoulder and he blushes from her touch, reaching out for a hug before realising she wasn’t giving him one. He changes it into a pat on April’s head, blushing in embarrassment. “You are so welcome.” 

“Hi, I’m good too,” Y/n says awkwardly from behind her, rubbing the back of her neck. “Thank goodness.” Leo holds her arms checking for any injuries. He couldn’t deny that he was worried for her on the way over.

“So, what even is she?” They all surround a defeated Miss Campbell, eyeing her with caution.

“Looks like a Kraang droid...minus the Kraang.” 

“She said she was from the Worldwide Genome Project,” Y/n adds to Leo’s educated guess.

“Woah... how did the Kraang know you sent your spit to the Worldwide thingamajig?” Mikey bends down and grabs the metal face of Miss Campbell, holding it over his own as he speaks.

“You sent your spit?” Y/n’s slightly grossed out.

“It’s how DNA works.” April crosses her arms defensively. “Plus, it was for a project...” She mumbles.

Raph is momentarily spooked when he sees Mikey, quickly recovering from the short scream he lets out before attacking him with a growl. Mikey goes down with a cry.

“Maybe they hacked into the system. Who knows what kind of info they’re stealing.” Donnie speculates, holding his chin in thought.

“April, Y/n, you go head back to the lair where it’s safe. We’ll go check out the Worldwide Genome Project.” Leo orders, his hand curling into a fist.

“I can help!” Y/n refuses stubbornly, her arms crossed. 

“It’s not safe,” Leo argues. Despite his sternness, Y/n continues to refuse.

“...Fine. But stay close to me, okay?” Leo finally relents, pinching the space between his eyes in frustration.

“Let’s go pipsqueak.” Raph slings his arm across Y/n’s shoulders, the latter flashing him a smile before frowning slightly at the nickname. She elbows him lightly, and they all leave for the Kraang’s hideout.

They make their way over stealthily, landing on the rooftop of the hideout. 

“How do we get in?” Raph asks. Donnie pulls out his phone. “I’ve got an app for that.” 

The turtles all groan, Y/n looking quizzically at Donnie who shakes his head flatly. He kneels down and plugs his phone into the door’s security system, beginning to crack the code for the door.

“I’ve got an app for that too.” Raph’s impatient. He steps back and proceeds to kick in the door. It opens with a loud clang. Donnie frowns, seeing his brothers and Y/n follow him inside before entering last and shutting the door behind them.

“You know, for a human lab, this is awfully Kraangy...” Mikey’s voice comes out small.

“Guys, I think the Kraang are the Worldwide Genome Project!” Leo realises. 

Y/n peeks out from their hiding spot, counting only two Kraang droids patrolling the area. 

“Could I borrow that?” She asks Leo shyly, the turtle in blue handing over his katanas in confusion. She runs towards the two Kraang droids silently. She runs past them, using the wall to do a somersault that sent her towards the droids that were caught off guard. Y/n swings out her arms, slashing the droids in half and landing on the ground firmly. Mikey drags the two droids into a holding cell nearby, the squishy bodies of the actual Kraang screeching against the glass.

“I did it!” Y/n beams, holding up the katanas in joy. 

“You did!” Raph gives her a fist bump, happy at her success.

“What are those?” Y/n’s attention is drawn to Leo who asks Donnie, the two of them looking at all the different coloured doors. “It looks like they’re collecting DNA from every plant and animal species on Earth!” Donnie elicits a guess.

“DNA?” Y/n questions.

“Building blocks, dude. I’ll drop the science on you later.” Mikey replies lazily.

“I wonder what they’re doing with all this DNA?” Donnie ponders.

“Whatever it is, it can’t be good. Let’s shut this place down.” Y/n nods in agreement.

“Hey, where’s Raph?” She looks over at Mikey who asks, just now noticing the absence of the turtle.

“Gotcha!” She looks up towards Raph’s soft voice, her jaw clenching when she sees him holding Karai down by her arms on top of a transparent tank of mutagen.

“Karai!” Leo says, baffled by her presence.

“Ka-who?” Donnie is surprised that Leo knows her, looking at his brother suspiciously.

Karai uses the moment to twist her arm, breaking it out of Raph’s hold before kicking him away. She does a backflip, landing perfectly on her feet. Y/n bites her lip, holding back a growl. Her hand reaches up and touches her cheek, remembering how the sharp blade of Karai’s knife stung. 

Karai notices this and smirks behind her mask. She and Raph start to fight, Y/n’s fingers itching to send a sharp icicle towards the smug girl.

“Raph, Karai! Stop it!” Leo jumps towards them, trying to break the two of them up. 

“Okay, what the heck is going on here? How do they know her?” Donnie questions Y/n frustratedly. Instead of replying, she jumps towards the three fighting turtles with a scowl. 

“Does everyone know her but us??” Donnie smacks his forehead, vexed. 

“So this is the stuff that turns people into monsters, huh.” Karai makes conversation as she and Raph fight. “How’s it work?”

“Why don’t you lean in a lil’ closer and I’ll show ya.” Raph glares. She pulls his arms down and headbutts him off the tank, jumping down after him.

They both land on the ground, weapons thrust towards each other and they meet Leo’s swords with a loud clang. 

“Enough! You’re gonna set off-” The impact of the pair’s weapons cause Leo to stagger, and he loses his balance. His hand reaches out behind him to find a surface to hold but ends up setting off the alarm for the hideout, alerting every other Kraang that they were there. “One of those...”

“Nice going, Leo. You’re protecting her?? What’s wrong with you? She’s bad news.” Raph points the sharp end of his sai at Karai who merely shrugs. She hears an angry cry, and jumps out of the way just in time as a large spike of ice embeds itself into the machine Leo had landed on. 

“You.” Y/n seethes, sending a flurry of icicles towards Karai. She dodges each one effortlessly, her fluid movements like those of a snake.  

“I remember you,” Karai says, leaning back against the wall. “It was cute how you got all jealous.” 

“I was not jealous!” Y/n replies hotly. “You cut my cheek!” 

“Which is now healed I see. Pity, it would’ve made a nice scar. Shall I give you another?” Karai taunts, loving how Y/n’s cheeks were turning a deeper red. 

“Maybe we’ll match once I return the favour!” Y/n charges towards her with gauntlets of ice, punching the wall violently and leaving a hole where Karai’s head used to be.

Their fight is interrupted when the doors hiss open, Kraang droids marching in with guns and surrounding them. “The ones who are not authorized with the authority of Kraang to be here in this place will now be destroyed by Kraang.” 

Y/n backs up from the multiple robots. They start to fire, and Y/n attacks along with the rest. Karai stabs one with her dagger and continues to fight off the others.

“See? She’s on our side!” Leo smiles as he stabs another droid with his katana.

“Are you even listening to yourself?” Raph groans. Y/n shakes her head disapprovingly, fighting off another robot. “He’s so blinded by love.” She mumbles, sending the droid flying with her water whip.

“I like your brother Leo,” Karai destroys another three robots. “He’s almost as entertaining as you.”

“Oh when this is over, I’ll show you how entertaining I can be.” Raph retorts, the dismembered head of a Kraang droid dangling on his sai.

Y/n doesn’t bother talking anymore, four robots coming at her from all sides. She manages to handle two and flinches at the oncoming hit from the other two. 

Hearing the clatter of metal falling to the ground, she opens her eyes to see Leo standing over them with his blades drawn.

“Thanks.” Y/n’s surprised that he’s still helping her, what with Karai being around and all. “We’re trapped!” Her relief is short-lived when she scans her surroundings, too many enemies to take on at once. The Kraang had even brought out a large weapon to deal with them.

“No, you’re trapped.” Karai’s sultry voice draws everyone’s attention to the control panel that she leans back on.

“What happens if I do this?” She threatens to press down on a random button. 

“Undesirable outcome.” A Kraang droid says. 

“Well, now I gotta do it.” Karai’s finger lands on the button and it turns red with a beep. 

Of course, she did it. 

Y/n rolls her eyes, not hiding her distaste for the girl.

The chambers once filled with DNA samples all flow into the mutagen. It reacts violently, and they all prepare for the worst until it calms down, a sea of mist starting to cloud everyone’s view.

Y/n narrowly avoids a tentacle, and Karai joins their small huddle. Y/n bends the mist away, and it reveals what looked like a cross between an octopus and an elephant. The creature meows.

“Aw, it’s so cute!” Mikey coos, but his smile quickly fades when it stretches upwards fully, now a horrifying monster. The other surviving Kraang use their guns to attack it, and the monster reacts, using its tentacles to swipe at the Kraang.

“How the heck am I gonna name this??” Mikey despairs.

“Good question. Seeya!” Karai slings part of a dismembered Kraang droid onto her back and jumps onto the transparent tank. She opens the door, intending to run away.

“You aren’t going to help us beat this thing? It’s your fault!” Leo exclaims. 

“I’ll let the heroes handle it.” Karai grunts.

“I-I trusted you!” Leo’s eyes are filled with hurt, watching her make her escape.

“I know! That’s messed up, right?” Karai makes her exit, leaving a hurt Leo behind.

“So everyone, are we all fans of Karai yet?” Raph asks sarcastically. 

“I don’t know her yet, but I hate her!” Donnie’s answer builds up into a yell and they all jump aside from the monster. 

“Right? The first time I met her, she cut my cheek with her stupid dagger!” Y/n points at the smooth skin with a frown. Mikey shakes his head disapprovingly. “That’s messed up.”

“Hey look Leo, the Kraang are on our side now!” Raph runs beside his brother who looks away angrily.

“Save it,” Leo mutters. Raph gets caught by the monster’s tentacle and it pulls him towards it. The creature holds him up, and Raph struggles to get out of its grip until a sharp slash of water cuts the monster. It releases Raph who falls to the ground and lands on his feet.

“Thanks, pipsqueak!” He sends Y/n a thumbs up, the girl grinning.

Unfortunately, she’s quickly taken out by the monster swiping its tentacle at her. It hits her side and slams her against the glass doors harshly. Y/n groans in pain.

Donnie, Mikey, and Raph are defeated similarly by the monster, and they all groan weakly.

Leo charges at the monster with a pained yell, taking his hurt and frustration out on the monster. He felt so betrayed. Everyone was right, Karai just stabbed them in the back in the end.

“Take that Justin!” Leo yells, the monster now on fire. Y/n gets up, holding her side that throbbed dully.

“Let’s get out of here.” Raph helps Y/n escape, pulling her arm to rest on his shoulder. They make their way to the fire escape on a building opposite the hideout, watching it go up in flames.

“So...” Donnie starts, “We’re thinking somebody should start talking.” 

Leo sighs in defeat. 

“I should’ve told you about Karai earlier, b-but I really thought she was good!” Leo explains, “And...I guess I sort of...liked her.” He admits more softly. His eyes flit to everyone on the couch, waiting for their reaction.

“Go ahead, laugh.” He mutters, waiting for the teasing to start.

“Dude, I can’t believe you trusted her,” Mikey says.

“I can’t believe you didn’t trust us enough to tell us.” Donnie’s hurt response makes Leo flinch, the bundle of shame in his chest growing in size.

“I was wrong. I’m really sorry.” 

“I tried to warn him.” April remarks with a lighthearted sigh. 

“You too, huh?” Raph says smugly.

“Leonardo. You are not the first young boy to make a fool out of yourself in front of a girl.” Master Splinter approaches his son.

“What about Donnie?” Mikey pipes up, the said turtle covering Mikey’s mouth roughly with a glare.

“However, when that girl is a kunoichi under the employment of your enemy, it is not an error you can afford to make. Deception is a ninja’s most powerful weapon, and it seems that Karai is a master.” Master Splinter continues.

“I know, I see that now. We can’t trust her.” Leo looks away, his jaw clenched.

“Good.”

“Thank you for understanding, I’m glad you’re not mad.” Leo smiles in relief at his father.

“Who says I’m not mad?” Master Splinter turns with his brows furrowed, lifting up his staff and slamming the end down on Leo’s foot. He lets out a cry of pain, falling on the floor.

Y/n sits beside him, everyone else dispersing to do their own thing. Leo winces at the pain in his foot, and Y/n moves his head to rest on her lap. She bends some water from the small pool of the sewer, healing his leg.

Leo opens his eyes, seeing Y/n’s frown. He sighs. “You shouldn’t heal my foot. I don’t deserve it.” 

“I know. That’s why I’m using sewer water.” Y/n replies simply. He chuckles breathily. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“You already apologised, Leo.” 

“I just... wanted to apologize to you too.” Y/n meets his gaze with an unwavering one of her own. She helps him get up slowly. “It’s alright.” She shrugs it off.

“Hey.” Leo hesitates. 

“Yes?” Y/n sits down on the couch beside him. 

“Before, when we were in my room... What did you mean when you said you’d been blinded by love too?” Leo asks hesitantly. 

Y/n blinks. Had she really said that?

“It’s a story for another time.” She replies, her lips drawn into a thin line. Her eyes seemed to request for him to not press her on the matter.

“I understand. Just share when you’re ready.” Leo nods, standing up and heading to his room.

Y/n nods. When she’s finally left alone in the living room, she leans back against the couch, her eyes empty and devoid of all emotion. 

Why did she say that so carelessly?

Now one day, she’d have to talk about him.

About Jett.

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It's bad takes music anon back at it again with probably my worst take yet... Jay would 1000% listen to White Horse by Taylor Swift and cry himself to sleep about Alex... Back in college Jay? Current Jay? Your pick, I see both.

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Dude, if your takes are bad takes I have no idea how freaking amazing the good takes must be because oh my god??? Yes??? This song is perfect????? (it got kinda long and messy again so, weird very rubbish song analysis hidden away)

This song is definitely one Jay first found in uni/college (after Alex started dating Amy and just up and dumped him, except technically he didn't dump him because they were never technically together, so Alex going off and talking to Amy with the intention of dating her was also technically not cheating) and it fucking destroyed him, like, full on breakdown every time he heard it, it was actually a problem. ALSO. I think Alex got him into Taylor Swift (yes I'm making Alex a swiftie in sorry it's locked, shut up I can do what I want lmaooooooooo) and so by extension Alex introduced him to this song, which just makes it even more painful :D

After uni he got a little better about the song, it still made him sob like a baby, but he had a bit more control over it and didn't just break down instantly. It's that song you put on when you need a really good cry, for him.

Then after seeing Alex again in Sorry It's Locked it comes all the way back full circle to how it was when he first found the song. He's completely fucked up by it all over again and there's nothing he can do about it but cry until he can't breathe. Like, dude is not okay. He needs copious amounts of therapy. ALTHOUGH!!!! I do think that it'd also be the song that (if Jay were to live long enough) would help him finally finally get over Alex a bit (with Tim's help). Because damn if I don't have songs and bands that a 'ex' got me into that ended up helping me get the fuck over them lmfao.

"'Cause I honestly believed in you"

"Stupid girl, I should've known, I should've known"

Ouch, yeah, Jay's thoughts back in Uni 1000000% He sat in his car and cried to this shit on the radio so bad lmao (I'm ignoring the fact that technically this song wasn't out when he was in uni/college cos it came out in like 2009 or something and I'm pretty sure Jay finished uni in like 2006? ANYWAY It was out when he was in Uni in this universe)

"This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town"

I mean, Hollywood isn't exactly known for its queer rep, but Jay 100% imagined himself and Alex as the love interests in shitty movies (especially in the shitty movies Alex made him watch and talked over the entire time with complaints and shit, because this is Alex Kralie and of course he would). He totally understood why Alex didn't want anyone to know they were fucking, but damn if it didn't hurt when he realised that that was never going to change and that they wouldn't ever graduate to dating in secret. And that Alex would go and get himself a girlfriend out of nowhere to try and pretend like he was straight so that no one knew. (Alex is bi in this, and Amy is Panromantic asexual because I say so, and she absolutely laid into him when he eventually told her all about his and Jay's thing)

"Maybe I was naive, got lost in your eyes

And never really had a chance

My mistake, I didn't know to be in love

You had to fight to have the upper hand

I had so many dreams about you and me

Happy endings, now I know"

This whole verse. Just. Yup. Poor Jay. This just explains every damn thing for him, like, idk how to explain it this was just his and Alex's relationship back in uni. This was it lmao.

"'Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale

I'm gonna find someone someday

Who might actually treat me well

This is a big world, that was a small town

There in my rear-view mirror disappearing now

And it's too late for you and your white horse

Now it's too late for you and your white horse

To catch me now"

Jam :]

Jay in uni 100% didn't think he'd ever get over Alex (aaaaaand he doesn't entirely, but he does a little bit so) but after meeting Tim again he definitely starts thinking like this, like maybe if Alex came back he wouldn't just immediately go back to him, like he'd hesitate and maybe even refuse and instead choose to stay with Tim.

[maladaptive-day-dreams]

Ok ok so, I watched a rerun of That 70s Show and Kelso was wearing a shock collar and now all I can think about is Eddie in a shock collar, it could be sub!Eddie but also I kinda think Eddie has a pain kink so it doesn’t need to be…slutty Eddie thots are below, you’ve been warned (18+ pleaseeeeee! Minors DNI!)

Shock Collar

Eddie x gn!dom!reader, smut (18+), 1.1k words CW: pain kink, shock collar as foreplay, d/s, praise, punishment, crying Eddie, overstimulation, multiple orgasm, orgasm denial, smut is allllll about Eddie

Eddie Tags: @eddiemunsonfuxks ——————

It came up when Eddie snuck up behind you and scared the shit out of you and you tazed him before you realized it was him. He doubled over in pain and choked out, "didn't know you had one of those, sweetheart." You turned around apologizing profusely, putting a hand on his shoulder and squatting down to check on your boyfriend. Eddie's hands were on his knees and he was breathing heavily before he started laughing lightly. You asked if he was ok and he said "yup, but uh," he paused to straighten up, you stood tall with him. He adjusted his jeans and laughed, "learned something new about myself today." You noticed his boner after that and laughed with him. A few hours later he piped up from behind you as you cuddled on the couch. "So, I can't stop thinking about what happened earlier." And that's how the two of you found yourself at a pet store to get a shock collar for your non-existent dog, Rufus.

Now you're home, and Eddie is on his knees before you. Shock collar on. Dick hard; its head red and angry, pre-cum leaking from the tip. Cuffs on his wrists behind his back, cock ring tight at the base of his erection. "You're so pretty when you're a crying little mess, baby," you coo'd. Eddie cries out as you place your hand back on his cock. "Stay still or I stop again." He whimpers, eyes screwing shut as he tries not to move again.

He can't tell how long it's been since you started. His first orgasm hit too fast and too hard from just a few shocks from the collar so you decided (with previous consent) to punish him for coming too soon. Teasing touches at first, adding your mouth shortly after, but then he didn't do as he was told and came with your lips around him, without permission. A shock or two from the collar got him hard for a third time that evening and you slipped on the cock ring, just tight enough to tease him a little. "Don't even think about coming again, okay? Not without my permission." Eddie nodded and you went about a few house chores. You would send a few little shocks every few minutes, not in a pattern, just whenever Eddie got a little too quiet in his whining. Hearing him cry out was fodder for your own arousal. When Eddie cried out for you, begging to let him come you came back to this crying little baby. Thighs trembling, eyes red, dick so angry and wanting.

So you caved, hand moving up and down Eddie’s throbbing cock at a fast pace. Thumb swiping his slit, eliciting a deep moaning cry from him. “Please, please let me cum,” he cries, hips bucking up to fuck himself in your hand. “I’ve been good right? Haven’t I been good this time?” New tears are falling down his cheeks and he groans in pain when you remove your hand from his dick, shoulders slumping and mouth opening in a silent plea for release. You caress Eddie’s cheek, using your thumb to wipe away his tears. Eddie opens his eyes to you, brown eyes rimmed red with tiredness. “You’ve been such a good boy, baby. My pretty little crying boy, you can cum.” Eddie’s eyes close and he nuzzles his cheek in your hand as he sighs in relief. The dam breaks with the final shock to his collar and he unravels the hardest he has that night. Body trembling and face contorted in a mix of pain and overwhelming pleasure, Eddie cums in spurts, decorating his bare chest and making a mess of himself. The shock keeps going as he finishes and you don’t stop it until he’s empty and begging, crying again from overstimulation. His body shuddering and lungs heaving.

You unhook the collar first, and rub Eddie’s neck gently, leaning forward to pepper kisses where the collar had sat. You shuffle to move beside him and undo the cuffs. You do the same as before, gently rubbing the faint red marks from Eddie straining against them and lifting his left wrist to press kisses to his pulse. “Stay put baby, I’ll be right back.” You get up and prep a wet washcloth from the bathroom. Eddie did as he was told, hands resting with palms open and upwards on his thighs, his breathing is beginning to level out and his tears finally stopping. Coming back and kneeling in front of him again, you run the warm cloth down his chest wiping away his sticky mess. “You did so good for me, did so well,” you praise as you move down his stomach towards his softened dick. Eddie hisses as you run the warm cloth over his cock gently, “I’m sorry baby, almost done I promise.” Eddie winces as you undo the cock ring and remove it from him, running over his pubic hair, base and balls with the cloth. “Gotta make sure my good boy is all cleaned up.” Eddie whimpers at the praise, absolutely spent from the evenings events. You stand and toss the washcloth in the hamper before helping Eddie stand and move to sit on the edge of the bed. You grab fresh boxers and a clean shirt from the dresser and help Eddie don the shirt before kneeling down to slip the boxers up his legs so he didn’t have to stand on shaky legs. After getting him a glass of water to drink, you get into bed behind Eddie and pull him to your chest, starting off your aftercare with him as the little spoon in a cuddle session.

“Thank you,” Eds whispers as you run soothing hands up his sides and kiss the back of his neck. You feel his hands reach behind him to help you find release, but grab his hand and kiss his wrist before placing his hand back in front of him. “But you didn’t-?” “You did so much just now baby, you need to rest ok? Cuddles and a nap and then we’ll see how you feel.” In a few hours you wake up to Eddie’s head buried between your legs, when he feels you stirring he lifts his head from you, saying “my turn to make you feel good.”

[rikus-hips]

「 Tell Me 」

Yotsuba Tamaki

— [cw] ⨾ sensual

a/n: writing with -nii and -chan rlly brings me back to my wattpad days 🗿 but, i feel like that “translates” better since the english equivalents don’t give that same meaning. i’ll have to come up with a better translation of that next time.

if you somehow stumbled onto this fic not knowing what these mean, here’s a short non-encompassing cheat sheet

-nii = an endearing nickname for your older brother

-chan = an endearing nickname for a close friend

if you look further into the japanese language, you’ll find that this explanation isn’t technically accurate but, for the purpose of reading english fanfiction with limited knowledge of japanese, these definitions work well !

“Ayaaaa. (Y/N)-chaaaan. I’m baaack.”

Tamaki called out into the seemingly empty apartment as he closed the door behind him.

“We’ll be right there, Tamaki!”

Wiping his shoes on the doormat, Tamaki stayed near the front door while taking moment to look around the interior.

The small apartment was decorated warmly, with touches of decor that were definitely picked out by (Y/N) themself.

Various knickknacks and souvenirs were arranged throughout the apartment; a good portion familiar to Tamaki.

“Tama-nii!!”

Aya called out for her brother as she turned the corner and ran into his awaiting arms.

Giggling and greetings abound, Tamaki whirled her around in the air before setting her down, crouching on the balls of his feet.

“Perfect timing. We just finished a special surprise for you.”

(Y/N) entered the hallway with their hands noticeably placed behind their back.

Tamaki tilted his head in confusion as Aya ran to (Y/N)’s side, carefully taking hold of the item behind her own back.

“Close your eyes!”

Tamaki followed Aya’s orders as she placed the secret object around his neck.

“Noooow open!”

“…”

Tamaki ran his hand up and down the crocheted yarn that hung all the way down to his stomach.

At the lowest point of the fuzzy necklace, was a crocheted pouch that looked to fit only a knuckle’s worth of objects.

“What is it?” Tamaki questioned bluntly.

“It’s Tama-nii’s Limited Edition Osama Pudding Pouch!! It can hold up to three puddings at a time.”

“No way!!”

“Yup! (Y/N) taught me how to crochet and then helped me make it.”

“You made this yourself, Aya?!”

“Sure did!”

Aya puffed out her chest with a satisfied grin as Tamaki reveled at the handmade gift.

(Y/N) watched quietly as the siblings shared a heartwarming moment.

“It’s getting dark soon, you two better start heading home.” (Y/N) chided.

Both Yotsuba siblings turned towards them with a pout.

(Y/N) chuckled, always finding joy in watching the two exhibit matching behavior.

“Don’t give me that look. Aya, go pack your things, okay?”

“Okaaay.”

Tamaki stood up in front of (Y/N) as Aya rounded the corner.

“Isn’t Aya the best?”

Tamaki fiddled with the custom-made pudding pouch, grin still stretched across his face.

Leaning in towards Tamaki, (Y/N) playfully elbowed his arm.

“Aaand?”

Tamaki continued to fiddle with his present, stopping only when (Y/N) elbowed him a bit harsher.

“Huh? Did you say something?”

With a pout, (Y/N) sharply turned their head away from Tamaki.

“So mean!”

They began to fake cry in an absurd fashion, signaling to Tamaki that they were not serious.

Still, he was confused about what they were hinting at.

After glancing at his pudding pouch again, it appeared that he had finally understood what (Y/N).

“Aaah, sorry (Y/N)-chan— I didn’t even grab any pudding for myself on the way here so I don’t have any for you.”

(Y/N) blinked in disbelief.

They let out a sigh, “Nevermind..”

Stepping into the kitchen, (Y/N) produced an ousama pudding from the fridge and threw it into Tamaki’s awaiting hands.

Tamaki continued to stare quizzically at (Y/N) as Aya re-entered the hallway.

“I got all my stuff.”

(Y/N) leaned on the counter, “Even your bracelets?”

“Mhm.”

Aya crouched on the ground as she begun to put on her shoes.

(Y/N) hesitantly looked back towards Tamaki, who hadn’t let up his stare.

They quickly looked away without a word, awkwardly slinking into the kitchen to avoid further eye contact.

Aya stood up, tugging at her brother’s sleeve to signal she was ready to go.

Tamaki glanced down at his sister before resting a hand atop her head.

“Wait outside for a little, okay Aya? There’s something I gotta talk to (Y/N) about.”

(Y/N) shifted uncomfortably, deciding to occupy their fidgety hands with the dirty dishes.

“Okay, but hurry up. It’s getting late.”

“I will.”

With a ruffle of the hair, Aya exited the apartment and waited by the door, occupying herself with her phone.

Tamaki walked onto the kitchen tile, standing directly behind (Y/N) who was now rewashing the last plate several times over.

“(Y/N)-chan, you’re doing it again.”

“Doing what?”

Tamaki let out a frustrated sigh before spinning (Y/N) to the face him, hands firmly gripping their hips.

“I told you, I’m an idiot. You have to tell me when something’s bothering you or else I won’t know.”

(Y/N) fiddled with their fingers, stalling for time.

Despite his impatience, Tamaki continued to wait for (Y/N)’s answer.

The longer the two had been friends, the more they grew to understand and adapt to each other’s tendencies.

(Y/N) had learned not to take Tamaki’s aloofness to heart.

Tamaki had learned what it looked like when (Y/N) wasn’t voicing their troubles.

“I just… I worked really hard to get the right supplies and figure out how to crochet before I could teach Aya and then figuring out a pattern that would fit three pudding jars…”

‘And you didn’t even acknowledge me.’

(Y/N) felt frustration tears coming on.

‘This is stupid, I never should have said anything.’

Another habit that Tamaki had become familiar with was (Y/N)’s tendency to close up after voicing their emotions.

He had even asked Sogo what he could do to help them better express their true feelings.

“Wh.. What can, I do, to help right now?”

The words were clunky coming out of Tamaki’s mouth but he planned on getting used to them.

A minute of silence passed by as (Y/N) concentrated on processing their feelings into words.

The steady support around their hips provided by the comforting hands of Tamaki helped to ground (Y/N) through their train of thought.

“I think just telling you made me feel better. Since now you know I put a lot of effort into this surprise...”

Tamaki’s face remained neutral as (Y/N) shrunk into themself out of embarrassment.

“And I already told you so that’s that!” (Y/N) stammered out a last ditch effort to save their pride.

“It’s getting even later now so-“

“That’s all?”

Tamaki tugged (Y/N)’s hips towards him, successfully pulling them into his chest.

Replacing his previous grip was a hand atop their head and a hand on the small of their back.

“…Huh?”

“I knew you helped Aya make my gift..”

He began to knead at (Y/N)’s lower back in a way he knew they found relaxing.

“I should have said this sooner. (Y/N)-chan, thank you. You worked hard on this present for me.”

(Y/N) felt their head lean into the head pats and gentle scratches of Tamaki’s fingers in their hair.

“I always appreciate what you do for me and Aya. I thought you already knew.”

“I do! It’s just…”

(Y/N) finally relaxed in Tamaki’s arms, leaning into him, gingerly gripping onto the fabric that covered his chest.

Tamaki tilted his head so that his lips rested on (Y/N)’s earlobe.

“I’ll tell you more directly from now on. (Y/N)-chan, you’re the best.”

The whispered words woke up (Y/N)’s skin with a shiver

“Y-you don’t have to-”

Featherlight pecks began to trail their way from (Y/N)’s ear to their neck.

“(Y/N)-chan, You’re so cute..”

“..(Y/N)-chan, I like you a lot..”

“..(Y/N)-chan…”

The kisses reached their final destination at (Y/N)’s pulse point, their face practically glowing red with the concoction of various heart-pumping emotions.

“And If you keep forgetting, I’ll just keep reminding you.”

Tamaki placed a swift kiss on the tip of (Y/N)’s nose before leaning back to see their face.

“Alright?”

Tamaki’s bashful grin caused (Y/N) to grip onto his shirt even tighter, knees now certainly weak.

“M-mhm..”

“Hehe. Good.”

Tamaki gave (Y/N)’s hair a thorough ruffle before swiftly exiting the apartment.

(Y/N)’s knees finally gave out as they slowly lowered themself onto the kitchen tile, a hand on their neck delicately tracing the invisible line of kisses.

‘He left.. just like that… with me like this…..Did he do that on purpose? Was he just unaware of his charm?? Am I dreaming???’

(Y/N) held their head in their hands as they yelled out into the empty apartment.

“-Aaagh!! Tamaki Yotsuba, you’re so mean!!!”

[phantomphangphucker]

DannyMay Day 3: College Days - Scientific Peculiarity - Chap.1: It’s Such A Delight!

Typically, university/college wasn’t much of an interest or in the cards for Danny. But when the kid’s actually REALLY FUCKING GOOD with ghost hunter gear and tech plus super creative, and then you add in Vlad’s deep DEEP pockets… Meanwhile, Tadashi and co. think the new face is a little… strange. Hiro’s friend or not.

“Wait, you mean you’re going to be coming down here!?! SICK!”.

“Yup! Vlad wrangled me in, I’m not asking how but I’m in! I’m honestly really excited even if it means being outside of Amity for a while. Though… getting away from my folks is probably for the best”.

“Yeah”, he winces, he knew that Danny’s parents weren’t the greatest. Hiro might be ‘a fourteen-year-old kid’ but he’s not stupid. Someone can only mention their parents forgetting to feed them so many times before it’s obvious that it’s a habit. And their lab safety sounded really sad. Hiro had enjoyed bugging his brother by randomly mentioning whatever latest thing Danny’s parents had done, leaving his big brother practically ranting about lab safety.

And now Danny was coming here. To San Fransokyo Institute of Technology. To work on lame nerd stuff but still. Maybe Hiro’ll actually go to the labs there, like Tadashi’s always wanted him to, just to watch Danny harass everyone with his goblin energy and Fenton style ‘lab safety’.

“I’m honestly just surprised that I got approval to work with ecto and all that”.

Hiro chuckles, “yeah, you always make that stuff sound super dangerous”, smirking, “and fun”. Aka really cool in Hiro’s opinion. Even if he’s not… entirely sold on the whole ghost thing. But it would be really neat! And the possibility of seeing the dead again… yeah, he’d like that.

“Oh it is. All the chaos. Speaking of dangerous and fun, win any bot fights lately?”.

Now that, that gets Hiro grinning, “you know it! Tadashi was mad and totally got thrown in jail”.

“HA! Nice! Gotta stick it to those overbearing siblings sometimes! When I get there and finally meet that brother of yours I’m going to immediately ask when we goin’ bot fighting and when he tries to ask if I’m into robotics to try and steer the conversation away from illegal activities, I’ll tell him that ‘nope! Interdimensional travel to the land of the dead’s my thing!’ and he will cry ”.

Hiro is actively laughing hard enough to be tearing up a little, “he actually might!”. His big brother was probably the most anti-things-that-haven’t-been-proven-by-science guy he knows! And Hiro’s pretty sure that if someone tried to argue if leprechauns were real just to be silly, Danny would respond with ‘oh I don’t know, probably?’. You could say you rode a unicorn and he’d just judge you for not having pictures. Just the same, Danny was the only one who didn’t go all mother-hen on him about the bot fighting.

“Anyways, I gotta finish packing this mess. Before my dad offers to help”; Danny’s cringe is very noticeable.

“Cool, bye”. Hiro smiling down at his phone. Oh he hopes Danny’s lab space or whatever gets put in with Tadashi’s!

---

Danny lounges, feet up on the dashboard of Vlad’s expensive ass car. Hands behind his head, “Ancients this is gonna be so awesome”.

“I’m glad you’re excited”, Vlad side-eyeing Danny, “and that you let yourself go”. Making Danny shrug, “eh, I’m on good terms with a lot of ghosts now so I know they won’t do any serious damage, any others Val’s tough enough to handle and she can call me if she needs help”, smirking at the older man, “you know I’m a fast-flying motherfucker”.

“Language”.

“Boo to you. Boo”.

Vlad rolls his eyes as they finally pull into the university’s parking lot, “well now you can get out and stop scuffing up my dashboard”. Danny smirking and making a point to just scuff it up more as he opens the door and gets out. Vlad gets him back by managing to make the back door open just right to smack Danny in the face. Danny sticking his tongue out at the man while Vlad smirks. Vlad rolling down his driver's side window, “got everything?”.

“Yup! You can so totally go back to your silly mayor duties”.

“And I will. Just remember, ghosts might be an open secret, but they’re not ‘having a ghostly sparring match in broad daylight in the middle of San Fransokyo’ levels of an open secret”.

Danny waving the man off with a piece of luggage, “pffft I know, I know; old man. Geez. But if, say, Cujo decides to haul ass through whatever lab or one of the probably evil head professors decides to do shit; who knows”.

Vlad quirks an eyebrow, “‘probably evil’?”.

“Callaghan seems super sketchy”.

Vlad sighs, “well he is the one who let you in to work on ghost tech. So that would line up with your very unlucky track record”.

Danny laughing and beginning to walk off, “yup! Evil therapists! Evil doctors! Evil carnival! Evil mayor!”.

Vlad just rolls his eyes with a chuckle before smoothly backing out and driving off.

-

Danny lets out a long breath when he gets inside, smiling. This was gonna be nice! Sure he was the only sixteen-year-old here probably and was probably going to get that ‘child prodigy’ treatment/label, but fuck it. First! To find his dorm! Which he thankfully doesn’t have a roommate for due to ‘health concerns’ regarding ectoplasm and probably the school or whatever looked into what happened to the last person who played roommate to any Fenton. Aka, Vlad getting hospitalised for seven years. Jazz just got her own apartment too; which Vlad also paid for. Their parents had set up college/university funds but not very big ones, most of their money went to their work, not his or Jazz’s futures; though Jazz got all the money from the fund, since they didn’t think Danny would ever go. But pretty much entirely thanks to Vlad being the decent but kinda crazy uncle he was, Danny was fucking HERE. At basically one of the best tech schools out there so that he could work on ghost tech that was all his own. Was Phantom Grade.

Pausing his walking and staring a little, holy crap there was a bar attached to the building. Too bad he can’t legally drink… in the living realm anyways. Either may he chuckles over the little not-so-hidden find, before hauling ass again.

-

His dorm room… is tiny. Oh well. It’s just for one person so it’s probably the smallest in the building. Shrugging and stuffing things away before being smart and putting some (invisible) ecto-proofing spray all over basically everything. It would be really bad form if he contaminated the place too horribly or ecto-burnt a hole into the carpet or accidentally brought his dresser to life.

And now… Lucky Cat Café! To let Hiro know that the problem has arrived! And was late! Like usual.

---

Hiro, and Tadashi for the first time in a while, were currently helping Aunt Cass out with the workload at the café, when Danny basically kicks in the front door. Him sauntering in like he’s trying to cause problems, rough blue steel-toed doc martins, patch-covered beat-up crust-pants, a leather jacket with dick-shaped studs on the collar; in short, he looked like trouble. Him throwing up his hands and shouting, “Hiro!”.

Hiro throwing up his hands too, “Danny!”, dropping his hands, “dude, did you put on makeup to make your scar more obvious?”, and laughs. Danny grins stupidly, putting his hands in his pockets as he walks over, “hey now, I had to look like the definition of a ‘bad influence friend’ for meeting your family for the first time”, and snickers before waving at a curious-looking Aunt Cass and cautious-looking Tadashi.

“You’re such a Problem”.

“Why thank you dearly for the compliment. Also!”, Danny sticking up a finger while also pulling out a little paper, “since Tadashi goes to SFIT, he can tell me where my lab space is”.

Tadashi blinks, frowning a little, “you’re going to SFIT?”, he sounds both impressed and less than impressed.

“Yup! Richest man on the planet paid my way! That, and being on the cover of genius magazine and being raised by tech geniuses probably helped. Even if I am, like, four years younger than you”, waving him off, “my sister went to Yale. Lame, I know. Pioneering some new branch of psychology or something”, and shrugs.

Tadashi looking to Hiro with a fond quirked eyebrow, “now when did you go befriending a child genius?”. Aunt Cass adding in more judgingly, “and why have we never met before?”, her looking to Danny, “how do you like your coffee?”.

Danny smirking, “as caffeinated as you’re willing to make it, legal or otherwise”, sticking up a finger at her while Tadashi does actually take the lab assignments paper from him, “I’m from Illinois, Amity Park specifically”. She nods acceptingly and quickly goes to make him something real quick.

Hiro blushes a little awkwardly while Danny turns his attention on Tadashi, grinning devilishly, “and we met over battle bots”, and looks very very smug when Tadashi practically gives him a death glare. Tadashi sighing after a beat, “well I’m glad you’re doing more with your intellect than just that”, quickly giving Hiro a look, which the teen rolls his eyes over, before looking back to Danny, “and I take it you’re into robotics then?”. Making Hiro facepalm, since Tadashi just walked right into this like Danny said he would.

Danny, somehow, looks even more smug, “oh no, I’m working on ghost hunting tech and interdimensional death portals”.

Aunt Cass blinks, handing Danny off a ludicrously strong coffee, “well that’s certainly intresting”. While Hiro bends over laughing at Tadashi looking like he just bit a lemon.

Danny waving Tadashi off with a smirk, “both my parents are ghost hunters, Jazz is doing work on ghost psychology and ghost envy, there’s even a few witch hunters in the family tree”, and grins open-mouthed. Knowing full well Tadashi officially hates his guts.

After a bit… “tell me that’s a joke”.

Hiro starts laughing, hard, again. While Danny just snickers, “I don’t know, guess you’ll just have to find out”.

Tadashi hands back the paper politely at least, “well you’re in the same lab as me”; everyone can feel the ‘unfortunately’ tacked on the end there. Danny saluting with his cup, “well I guess lll go wander around the lab area until you come and lead me there like a lost little puppy”, gives him a mocking pout and walks out.

Tadashi blinks, looking back to Hiro, “ghost hunters? Really? Really”. Hiro shrugs, “he’s admitted himself that his parents are crazy”.

“Oh thank god”.

---

Danny wasn’t kidding, he did actually just… wander around aimlessly. Unnerving a lot of people. Tadashi shaking his head before waving Danny to follow him; smiling slightly at the excitable first year… even if he was a little strange.

Which the teen proceeds to prove as soon they get into the lab by sticking out his hands and shouting, “I AM HERE TO SAY HELLO TO MY COLLEGE YEARS! HA HA!”. Everyone pausing what they’re doing to look at them.

Tadashi resisting sighing purely to avoid discouraging the teenager. Absently realising that this was that friend with parents that had truly horrible lab safety tendencies, that Hiro had mentioned more than once. Watching the teenager walk off to the only open lab area and slam his hands down hard enough to make

everything on it bounce. Alright, he’s not entirely sure how he feels about this.

[spacemagicandlaserswords]

The Bad Batch Season 2 Finale Reaction Part 2

I don't even know how to start this. Yes, other things happened in the finale episodes but I am not ok and I am still reeling from Tech's death. I haven't been that deeply affected by something in a while. The absolute horror and desperate pleading and crying at my laptop screen at 1am in the morning. It didn't properly hit me until after the episode finished but the genuine, visceral, painful ugly sobbing and crying that happened once the proverbial dam broke was something that hasn't happened in a while.

And it wasn't just that either. I felt physically sick and in pain. Still do. I've been wandering around in a sort of hollow, numb daze ever since, not really sure what to do with myself. Functioning but not really here. It's grief. I'm feeling actual, real, genuine grief. I feel like I've lost someone special that I cared for so much. I've kind of always known that I don't handle grief well and I'm getting better at identifying and dealing with it. This is one of those times where now that I've had a little bit more time I've realised that yes, it's grief.

I'm just – I cannot put into words how devastating that was. And the scene itself was even more completely heartbreaking. As soon as he said he could turn on the power but would have to do it at one of the poles I knew something was up. Instinctively, I just knew but I was desperately hoping and holding onto the idea that they'd have some ridiculous plan where they all got out of it safely.

But no.

Even now as I'm typing this out I'm so viscerally upset and trying not to sob and cry. Throughout that whole scene as things kept going wrong and the situation got worse and worse it all built up to the growing realisation that yup, this was it for Tech. There was a long shot of the rail cars from side on that showed the left rail car bending down and barely hanging on and then there was Tech dangling off the end even further below. I think it was that shot where it hit me that he's not getting out of this.

And then sacrificing himself to save the rest of the Batch.

"When have we ever followed orders".

...

I'm crying again.

I remember watching him in that moment and just desperately pleading and begging and no, you can't do this, no, not like this, not now, there's a way out of this, they can still save him, please, come on you can do this.

And then he makes this perfect shot that goes straight through the last bit of metal that was just barely holding the rail car up, because of course he does.

And then he just fell.

I've got so much more that I want to write about The Bad Batch finale but I didn't think I'd be affected by it this much. Affected doesn't feel like the right word but I can't think of a better one right now. It's all consuming. I'm not sure that I've even processed it yet. How I'm supposed to get through work tomorrow I've no idea. I really should have written more of this initial emotional reaction and thoughts at the time as I've had a while to sit with my emotions by now. There is so, so, so much more that I want to write about it all but at least I've started with this.

Do I actually think Tech is dead? No. Stay tuned for many deluded and in denial theories. Does that lessen the devastation and heart break of what happened and the emotions we're all going through? Also no.

This is going to be with me for sometime and I don't know if I'm ever truly going to be able to get over it or move on but I also don't think that's healthy or realistic. You learn to live with it and are changed by it. It's never going to go back to the way things were or how it used to be. But slowly, you're able to keep going in the new way of things.

But for now, I'm going to sit with it, feel this, and remember it all. And probably cry again.

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What WN means to me:

i watched it initially for Avatrice, ofc i did. one day during lockdown i randomly saw a crack vid of avatrice and decided to watch it. not even knowing if they end up together or if they kiss or if they become canon. i didnt watch the whole vid so i wont spoil everything, which was weird because ever since lexa, i dont watch shows without knowing that the sapphic couple would be together and happy.

did you know where i stopped? i stopped during the part where ava phased out of the wall, breathless and scared, and beatrice was there to catch her. maybe it was the way she looked, the way kristina's eyes shined as beatrice holding alba's ava in her hands that convinced me that yup these two are in love. or at least bea is. this isnt a crack ship. this is real.

so i watched s1. tbh, im one of the people who thought s1 was slow bec if im being rlly honest, i watched it for avatrice. but i wasnt expecting to love ava, that running on the beach scene loving life, alba's acting of laughing and crying and breathless under the stars with the sand below her and the ocean just in front, and watching THAT during the fucking pandemic ???? that saved me from a lot of dark thoughts swirling in my head. i wasnt expecting a family. a real found family that even when mary and lilith were fighting each other to death you can tell that there's love, there's history. there's sisterhood. i wasnt expecting that from a show with 'Warrior Nun' as a title. and not bec i thought it was silly but bec i thought it was one of those female-led show made for men.

long story short, i finished it. search tumblr for a bit for content, then twitter, then ao3, as one usually does and then nothing. i moved on, peacefully. even if that s1 cliffhanger was far from peaceful. bec i was sure there would be an s2 with that kind of ending. i went on with my life and continued to consume other media.

until october 2022. i didnt even knew they were filming s2. i saw the s2 trailer in yt randomly again. there they were. dancing. i was like how did these two go from fighting an angel?-jesus-like-incarnate in s1 to dancing casually in a bar?? i was scared at first, maybe this isnt the same show that i'll come back to bec lets be honest most s2 of a really good s1 most of a time is a let down. but then i saw the "your jealous" "that's absurd" part and i was like yup those two are in love and im going to watch this just so i can see how they do it.

for extra context (i know this is getting super long but i honestly dont care im doing this for me), im reviewing for the boards and getting invested in anything other than my studies would be really bad. i was catious with what media to consume because i need to focus on my studies. even so, i watched the final ep for context and carry the feeling before watching the first episode. the legendary fucking first episode. the hands behind teasing walk, the kiss cheek, the dance, the stare (i dont have to explain this, u know what im talking about) i replayed all of those moments 10 times bec WOW they weren't holding back.

then everything else. the little moments leading to the big ones were satisfying and so perfectly excuted that i cant even watch it with my girlfriend bec she gets mad that i keep repeating the scenes and slowing them down to take it all in. halfway through s2, i knew i was gonna watch it again. and i only really did that for 2 other shows (shera and the wilds s1, atla and tlok dont count bec i rewatch them periodically and not right after finishing) but u know what i didnt do to those other two that i did with warrior nun? i watched it a third time in a bigger screen just so i can see more. i watched in a 4th time with my girlfriend. i watched it a 5th time just so i can move on with my life and i watched it a 6th time because i missed them and i can't. i watched it a 7th time because i won't. and at this point i lost count at how much i rewatched the show. i would stream it during studying just so i could have them on screen and be inspired with finishing so i can watch them.

im just really heartbroken right now. with all this.

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my dear friend. i am so mentally exhausted and have shed literal tears tonight. i am so happy. i will catch up on everything you’ve posted for tonight in the morning, but what were ur thotz abt tonight <3

omg hi you dont have to do that! you’re too nice to me rosey. besides i turned into a little autistic creature last night lolol, sorry y’all had to witness that. but im so glad you saw that card! it was INSANE!! i was so prepared for it to be not that great because 2022 has kinda sucked in terms of fights yknow? just lots of dubious, weird moments with injuries and strange decisions within the organization and ofc its not the fighters’ faults but still i was so ready for this to be bad

luckily it was actually amazing all the way from the start of prelims to the end of the main event!! it was incredible!! they said it broke the record for first round finishes! i just cant believe the show they all put on… they have so much heart and courage, every single one of them

i was actually considering not buying the ppv this time because 280 was so bad LOL could you imagine if i didnt buy it? i would have missed possibly the best card this entire year

first of all i was so overcome with joy when dan got the win over puelles, i was damn near crying hahah. i mean a win over costco ryan hall is not SUPER impressive but who cares?? THAT’S MY BOY!! HE’S SO CUTE!! and i want him in perth dammit. give him his flowers dana. (fun fact: i started watching mma mainly because i watched the conor vs. urijah season of tuf and i thought ryan hall was so cool LMAO)

(this crusty ahh drawing from 2021…. yup i thought he was super cool and im kinda sad that he’s less active than other fighters but if i were offered a fight with ryan hall i’d probably turn it down too)

as for frankie vs. gutierrez my stomach dropped when he landed that knee bruh. what the hell was that? bro HAD to know that was frankie’s last fight and to do that to him in front of his family is just sick… i mean good on him for not sandbagging just for someone else’s career to go out on a nice note but did you have to finish him that brutally?? idk man maybe im just a casual but he deserves more than that

poirier vs. chandler… im not even exaggerating when i say that fight made me nearly puke and pass out bro. i got fucked up sweat glands so your girl can’t sweat but if she could she woulda been DRIPPING from head to toe last night LOL. guys i think the reason i went so crazy was because i actually mentally prepared myself for the fight to be bad, for real. that’s genuinely what i did. i went into the fight telling myself that there was a well and good possibility that michael might actually just wrassle him into a decision and i was all good with it because i was still gonna like them no matter what. but HOLY CRAP i need to remind myself to never doubt them ever again because that was AMAZING!!!! start to finish was just an absolute dog fight. they looked so exhausted and broken and blood was pouring everywhere and michael was tossing dustin like a bag of flour only for said bag of flour to start raining punches on him (a la justin gaethje lol) and it was fucking incredible and i cant believe it really happened. not to mention the alvarez-chandler-gaethje-poirier circle of violence is finally complete hahah omg it feels unreal. and i can't believe dustin finished ALL of them.. he's so classy and talented and handsome lul he's really the perfect fighter

but hol on i wanna mention michael cheating because i’m not gonna lie that really made me question him?? not that iron michael chandler cares about what some delusional mma fan in canada thinks about him LMAO but still he always carries himself like a professional athlete everywhere he goes and he seems to pride himself on his ability to stand out among the fighters who don’t have the speaking style or the business etiquette that he does, so when he went into the fight and started pounding on the back of his head and actually HOOKING HIS FINGERS on the inside of dustin’s mouth trying to make him show his neck, it made me scratch my head because why are you behaving like an olympic athlete in front of the press only to go in the cage and treat your opponent like an abused farm animal lmao?

though im ngl… the idea of this polite, charismatic, american psycho type dude entering the cage and turning on mean ape mode is actually fucking hilarious? and he’s kind of more interesting to me now?? so i guess it doesn’t really matter that my opinion of him went down a little hahah silly observation but there’s my two cents. i’m still super impressed by both of them and they both have my heart at the end of the day

during weili vs carla i was playing runescape. i’m so sorry. i was just tryna level up my fishing i really have no clue what happened other than that weili finished carla because she’s really awesome and she kicks ass and i feel really bad that i wasn't paying attention IM SORRY LMAO!! my social credit score is in massive danger rn

izzy vs pereira had me biting my nails into little shreds because i could feel exactly what they were feeling. alex is just one of those “one clean hit and you’re out” fighters but izzy is obviously still a master of striking so watching those exchanges was like watching two people balancing on a plank over shark-infested waters lolol it was crazy nerve wracking. however y’all know that i was rooting for alex so i am super duper happy and i can’t wait to see who challenges him next!! tbh i’d prefer anybody but khamzat because if he really does move up to middleweight and becomes alex’s first challenger he’s fucked lmao cries… please start training in dagestan alex thank u <3

thanks for asking me ahh it really means a lot to me that you actually care about what i think. :D let me know what you thought about it too!!

[nyxokal]

So I finished Stone Ocean

Yup. I've finally gone and done it and finished all the animated parts of Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. I can't believe it. This animated watch started in late October and it's finally come to an end today on January 10th. I'm quite impressed

Of course, I need to state that I am not done with Jojo yet and I 100% intend on continuing with Steel Ball Run and Jojolion, and I will also keep up the livetweet thread during both parts, so don't you worry!! I'm not done yet!!

Anyways, I got a post to write, but before that: I just made a tag for my "reviews" called "so I finished", so you can find all my other posts for other series before this one there. Also, for the Twitter thread, here is where Stone Ocean starts if you want to check that out

Without further ado it's time to make myself cry again

What I liked

I actually have to leave my favourite part of this part (heh) for the end since I don't want to ramble too much, so I'll start with the obvious: I really liked the characters. In particular I found myself really attached to Foo Fighters and Weather Report as everyone predicted, but also Emporio and Pucchi, somehow. I didn't quite think their bonds were as interesting as what the Golden Wind gang brought to the table, but I did find their individual personalities to stand out a lot more than before and overall they felt a lot stronger (save for Ermes but I'll talk about that later)

Character conflict and relationships was fun to follow!! I liked what a piece of shit Anasui was even though I didn't really like him as much as I would've liked to. I liked his interactions with everyone BECAUSE he was so unlikable and he caused fights. Though he wasn't my favourite, again. And I do prefer the way my favourites interacted with the world around them and their own views of it (Foo Fighters FUCKED ME UP)

I found it quite interesting that the plot not only started to unravel and get more and more intense as things went on, but also that this time, Stands and the story were directly affecting the whole damn world instead of just a small area. The stakes really did get astronomically high and I had a great time thinking "just how the FUCK are they going to unfuck this mess" to myself. I do think that resetting the universe was the right call though, considering that after this I have no idea how Araki can keep thigns stupid but fun enough that they don't feel like more ass-pulls than what Bohemian Rhapsody was

Anyways, my favourite part of SO? Pucchi, actually

Pucchi was a really fun villain. Ruthless and determined, but at the end you still kind of had a sense that he thought he was doing what was right. I get the feeling that if Pucchi could win without Emporio stopping him in the end, Pucchi would be completely able to overlook and withstand his own guilt over the mass death he caused just by saying his view was correct and what would benefit people the most

He is a hypocrite. He turns a blind eye to the bad things he does, and he pretends that he is doing what is correct instead. That everything is meant to be. I do think part of this is Dio's influence in his life, but he is also just... like that. The way it becomes clear with how he treated Perla and Weather Report, especially Weather. And that's why he's terrifying; if you're an obstacle, he can and will be able to twist whatever atrocities he does to you as all worth it for being part of a bigger plan

To me Pucchi is different from most villains because of how he is a walking contradiction and a legitimate threat. He is intimidating, and his presence through the whole part was vicious and terrifying. Every time he was on screen I was afraid for someone's life, and I was right to be scared like 80% of the time. Pucchi stops at nothing. Deadass I think one of my favourite villains thus far together with Dio and Kars

Also, maybe a little silly, but I really liked the entire concept of Underworld. That was an incredible Stand

Oh oh oh, and I liked Jolyne a lot!! I loved how you could actually SEE her character development from scared girl in way over her head to recklessly determined bitch with a huge heart. Every death hit her, every loss empowered her, and yet she was still scared. Jolyne is a great protagonist because of how well-rounded she was. She stood her ground in the end even if she was dealing with tremendous loss. She put herself in harm's way to meet her goals. Jolyne is a fantastic protagonist, and I genuinely believe Pucchi when he said that Jolyne was the heart keeping everyone together

Story progression was ruthless. It didn't slow down one bit, and I think it was pretty tight. I cannot believe I missed the monster of the week format, but I kind of did, actually. Though I understand that the very nature of Stone Ocean being set in jail and needing to 1. Get out -> 2. Rescue Jotaro -> 3. Stop Pucchi was a bit pressing and didn't lend itself to the more lowkey moments of, say, Diamond is Unbreakable, I can't say I didn't enjoy the high stakes high velocity (heh) plot going on

Ah, I also liked the utilization of Jotaro in this Part. Making him more of a damsel in distress of sorts was a fun idea ngl, and I like how he VERY obviously is not doing well even several years after Stardust Crusaders, yet he clings to Jolyne as a reason to live. I do enjoy his character progression a lot more outside of Stardust Crusaders proper, and I like how he got a moment to shine at the end against Pucchi

What I didn't like

The underutilization of some characters like Ermes and Anasui. It felt like as soon as their things were done, they weren't necessary anymore, and became kind of nuisances to Araki. Ermes got the shortest end of the stick by getting put on a bus SEVERAL times, which is a shame!! I like her character a lot, but she barely got time to shine or do anything!! Some of her few key moments were at the start and then she fades to the background, and it was sad to see

Anasui meanwhile I didn't like because of how his very character was kind of just... obsessive? If it weren't for THAT trait, I would've actually adored him. But ah well. I do feel like he wasn't used to his full potential unless Araki needed a braniac to solve a situation. I do like how he was willing to just die to stop Pucchi though

I also didn't like the big, STUPID ass-pull of having Weather Report just straight up go "infinity plus one sword" at Bohemian Rhapsody. That was legit an ass-pull and made me roll my eyes so hard because yes, I can accept contrivance and coincidence and "infinity swords" but that one was too obvious of an attempt to fix a fucked sitaution. I did like that arc but it quickly lost its charm when I saw the "How are they gonna get out of that" was just "Oh, by literally willing it undone, ok"

I also did not like the nice guy-ification of Dio Brando, ngl. He was a little too nice and a little too friendly for my walking war crime babygirl. I don't know how I feel about him supposedly having several children either, unless he specifically had them as sacrifices for Pucchi, but then how does that explain Giorno? I dunno. I feel like this Part dropped the ball hard with Dio. I'm choosing to ignore it for my own sake

Other than that, while I liked what Araki did with Pucchi's powers and power progression, I am still finding it exhausting that he continues to overuse time based powers for his final villains. I want to see originality god damn it. Pucchi did a lot of good, fun things with his abilities using Made In Heaven, but it doesn't change the fact that it did seem like it was going for time based again. In the end though I think this is the LEAST egregious time based villain Araki's made. And thank god for that

Final Thoughts

I liked Stone Ocean. I liked what I got out of it and I liked my time with it, and while that ending definitely took me by surprise, I definitely think it was the right choice in the end. As much as I like JJBA's weirdness, it was starting to get a little out of hand and a reset needed to be had for it to work, and so I'm pleased with the neat bow that the series "ending" like that is. I also cried hearing Roundabout again and seeing everyone in the ending, ngl. That was a beautiful way to send it off

I am incredibly satisfied with my anime watch. I cannot wait to get on with Steel Ball Run after a short break, and I am excited to continue now, onwards, towards things I genuinely do not know about now

See you later y'all, this time in horseland as I get to explore this new reality Emporio so kindly shoved us into