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xtreklx · 8 months

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Low ~ Raphael x reader

One-shot: bayverse Raphael x reader Word count: 3.7k Warnings: cursing, mature themes, and slight NSFW, so this one is rated 18+ (minors DNI, see my masterlist for disclaimer) A/N: holy Toledo this one's a doozy. I've been working on it for a while, and it's def one of my favorite things I've written so far (at least, for now..). loosely based on the song Low by SZA, and lyrics are included in the text where I see fit. also I added color-coded dialogue for funsies. thank you guys for all the love on my stuff, and I hope you enjoy :)

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As a young, blossoming adult, your life so far has been overall steady. It staggers here and there, of course: moving in waves as life often does. But for the most part, it is everlasting mundanity. Your early twenties are supposed to be where it begins to roar; when you obtain the dizzying adrenaline and overwhelming fear of free will. Empty wallets, fleeting romances, broken hearts, anxiety, love, hurt. These emotions are meant to be felt, and life is not lived without them.

So, as life would have it, your steady mundanity was indeed set ablaze in your early twenties, when you fell in love with someone you had originally thought you hated.

Some might call that cliché. But, in actuality, not quite.

You had been friends with the mutant ninja turtles for years, ever since they saved New York City from the infamous Kraang attack of 2016. Your father was a police officer, and you had all met at the post-battle award ceremony and celebration. You and the turtles were 17 at the time, and you saw them repeatedly after that as they continued to work with the NYPD. Over time, you grew to become the friends you were now.

Well, not all of you. From your first encounter with the brawny brother in red, you discovered that he had quite the knack for pushing your buttons. While Leonardo, Michelangelo, and Donatello became some of your closest friends in the world, Raphael did everything he could to block you out. He was argumentative, temperamental, and unpredictable. You two could fight about anything: what kind of toppings to put on pizza, DC vs. Marvel, song or movie choice, even knitting patterns. The two of you were always bickering, always finding some way to make a snide comment or butt heads about something. You couldn't stand him, and the feeling was very obviously mutual.

On the topic of heads: flash forward five years later, when it finally came to one. You had been spending a lot more time with your turtle friends after finishing off your online degree program. While you were happy this was the case, the tension between you and Raphael seemed to be growing the more often you were around.

One day, the guys had gone out on their regularly scheduled patrol, with Raph staying behind because of a particularly nasty fight with Leo. You were waiting in the lair for them to return so that you could have your weekly movie night, but you were growing bored, and Master Splinter was nowhere to be found. Thus, you made the difficult decision to go bother Raph as he worked out in the dojo.

When he saw you approaching his bench, he groaned through a rep, his eyes rolling back into his head. "What do ya want, shortstack?" He grumbled as he continued to bench press his barbell, the veins in his big, green arms flaring with each movement.

You crossed your arms over your chest and huffed. "Save it, meat head. The more entertaining members of this family are gone, so I'm stuck here with you and nothing else to do. So..." You paused for a moment, watching as a scowl grew on his face while he continued his reps. "Do you want a spot.. or something?"

Raphael let out a breathy laugh as he set the barbell down back onto the stand. "Easy, tiger," He spoke as he sat up on his bench, side-eyeing you. "Even if you could lift this bar, I sure as shit ain't letting ya spot me. You'd purposefully drop it on my head before I could even bat my eyes at ya."

Your arms uncrossed and your hands went to your hips as you took a step closer to the red-masked brute. "Pssh, like I'd ever let you bat your eyes at me. I'd gouge out my own eyeballs before that could happen."

He scoffed up at you as he began to unwrap the bandages on his hands, which had been protecting his calluses from the aggressive texture of the metal bar. "Gee, yer a real charmer, aren't ya?" he questioned sarcastically, slightly under his breath. "Must be why you gotta line of men falling at your feet. Someone's gotta tame the tiger."

The dig at your love life (or rather, lack of one) made your face heat up, and you clenched your fists at your sides, taking another step closer to the brute. After all these years of bickering and insults, you were finally nearing your limit. "God, I try to be civil with you for one single day and you're a total asshole for no reason. What's your damage, Raph?"

Raphael whipped his head to you, the bandages he had just finished unwrapping long forgotten as he tossed them to the floor. He stood up from his bench as he spoke, taking a step towards you. "Ain't that easy. Yer my damage, sweetheart. Always have been, always will be."

"Oh, yeah?" You two stood not even a foot apart, and you were glaring up at him with the most intimidating look you could muster. "And just what exactly is your problem with me?" You could feel your heart rate increasing from the growing tension in the room. The air surrounding you felt like it had been injected with adrenaline, and you felt your temperature rising by the second. "Another easy one," Raph growled, looming over you. "You annoy the shit outta me, and ya never know when to shut yer goddamn mouth."

Your rage was increasing by the second, and by the fumes you felt radiating off of his mutant green form, you could say the same for the turtle in red. You were practically pressed against each other, him with a scowl on his face and you with a fire in your eyes. Your chest puffed up, and the words were out of your mouth before you could have a second thought.

"I bet you'd like to make me, wouldn't ya?"

It was silent after that. After quickly thinking it over, you almost gasped aloud at the implications of your words. The eye contact changed from a heated stare battle to his hazel eyes dominating, searching yours. You had been feeling very confident up until this moment, but that sentence alone caused the confidence to wither away, confusion at yourself taking its place. What the fuck did I just say?

Raphael's snarl had changed into a look of surprise. Confusion. And then back to anger.

With a frustrated grunt, he grabbed your waist and smashed his lips to yours.

And that was the kerosene to the match that set your young adult life ablaze.

The kiss was all burning rage, gory passion. It was tongues brushing and teeth clashing and a harsh grip on your waist and an even harsher grip on the tough, scaled skin of his shoulders. It was embers and flames and then the roar of a forest fire.

You couldn't help the sounds that the kiss drew from deep within your chest. You didn't know how or why, but your soft lips fit oh so perfectly against his rough, scarred ones. Your mouths moved together in a harmonious rhythm despite the chaos, even as he gripped you by your thighs and carried you to his bedroom, as if you had practiced this a hundred times before. It felt like second nature to kiss Raphael, even though this was your first time doing so.

And you hated that you felt that way.

What followed could, in no universe, be described as love-making. It was desperate and reckless ecstasy, a steaming release of the fury and tension you had been feeling towards one another for all these years. It could be seen in the way your nails clawed at his tough skin, in the way he pounded himself in and out of you, in the way your needy moans synchronized with his low grunts, in the way you clenched ever so tightly around him as he filled you with himself; it was aggressive, rough, almost mean.

You and Raph stilled for a moment after it was all over, breathing heavily and not saying a word, when you suddenly heard commotion coming from the living room. You made eye contact quickly, eyes widened, before scrambling to get dressed and cleaned up. You scurried out of his room and into the hallway, making it look to the returning brothers like you had been merely using the bathroom. And neither one of you spoke of it.

If you see me out in public, you don't know me, keep it silent In the bedroom, I be screamin', but outside, I keep it quiet Keep it on lowski, I'm the lowest of the lowest Wanna see if you can keep it like nobody know shit

The months that followed held similar tales of hidden passion. You and Raph never outright discussed what was transpiring, but assumed the unspoken rule of not mentioning it to his brothers. You continued to hang out with them when you could; on movie nights, you told them that you liked to wait in the lair for them to return from patrol so that you could eat all the popcorn without them. If Raphael stayed back from patrol, you snuck into his room or the dojo with a sarcastic remark and a smug look to annoy him to the point of 'teaching you a lesson'. If one of you was feeling particularly desperate to let off some steam, he would sneak out to your apartment on their nights off, telling his brothers that he was going to go get some air to 'clear his mind'. No matter what time he called or texted, you answered. It was almost like an addiction; you couldn't get enough of each other, and you couldn't deny how the other was able to satisfy you perfectly.

You know how to reach me every time and it plays in your mind With a rush that feels like we committin' a crime You know where you belong, I'm gon' save you a spot But we can't be outside 'cause the block is too hot And I'm all on your mind...

At first, as stubborn as you both were, you kept up your gig of hating each other, despite the passion you were displaying. Between kisses and within sexual acts, your bickering continued relentlessly. "Wow, ya didn't even wear panties today. Gettin' desperate, are we?" "By the looks of your crotch right now, I don't think I'm the desperate one, dumbass." "Ya better watch yer fuckin' mouth." "Why, Red? Can't handle the heat?" "Oh, I'm boutta show ya heat, sweetheart."

It was a balancing act, both of you trying not to break face and show the other how much you were enjoying these rendezvous of yours. Pride is a crazy thing, however, and as the situation went on, it began to manifest itself in other ways.

Raphael was the one to start it, about a month into the endeavor. He couldn't help himself; after a day of arguing with Leo and feeling like a disappointment, he sought you out to release his frustrations. And the way you looked writhing and whining above him (as he munched like his life depended on it) had him feeling real smug. His hazel eyes watched you as he worked, the liquid gold shining with mischief. When he came up for air, his hands still keeping busy, the pride emerged.

"Anyone else make ya feel like this, doll?" He asked, his low voice scraping your ears like gravel, a dark smirk spreading across his face. "Tell me. Can anyone else make ya feel this good?" You had rolled your eyes and scoffed in the moment, but couldn't help the moans that continued to emerge from your mouth at his actions, clenching the sheets beneath you. He saw your bratty behavior and abruptly halted his movement, holding your hips still so that you were trapped. "Answer the damn question, or I'm stoppin'." You squirmed for a moment, whining, but your need had consumed you like a demon. "No!" You yelped. "No one else makes me feel this good, Raph! No one else makes me feel like you do! Please don't stop, please!" You wouldn't have called it begging after the fact, but he most certainly did.

After that, something shifted. Sure, your sessions were still utilized for tension release, but there was more of a possession between you two than there had been before. The two of you were hanging out more often than you ever had. The bickering lessened, and in its place was validation, need, and your names on each others' lips. The contact grew more tender, and the conversations afterwards were more joke-y and only held friendly fire.

"So... do ya wanna put on that movie you were tellin' me about the other day?" "Wow, you wanna watch a movie with me? You must reallyyyyyyy enjoy spending time with me, Red~" "To be honest, I'm not here for you, I'm just here for the take out I know yer gonna end up orderin' later." "I love this hot n cold thing we have going on here. It's really turning me on." "Yer such a fuckin' goofball."

Between the two of you grew a mutual respect, an understanding, a cooperation: a love.

You found yourself thinking of things you wanted to tell Raph about when he wasn't around, and craving his input when you sought him out for advice. You yearned for the sound of his gruff voice and his blunt choice of words that always made you laugh or eased your mind. He found himself longing for the random questions you asked him or the jokes you'd regularly crack (whether they were funny or not) and the angelic sound of your laughter. Neither of you told the other about these feelings you were having, but they continued to develop on both sides.

Raphael found himself pondering these feelings one day while hitting the bag in the dojo, growing frustrated with himself. You had been in the lair hanging out with his brothers, and he continued his workout routine in the interest of being discreet, but he longed for nothing more than to hang out with you. To just be with you like his brothers were right now.

Of course, a particular brother in blue was bothering him more than normal. Leo was closer to you today than he normally was: giving you long hugs, sitting close to you on the couch, making you laugh with his idiotic jokes. Raph scoffed as he heard your laugh from the living room now, throwing an extra aggressive jab. What did Leo know, anyway? He'd bet that he could make you laugh twice as hard. He stopped, annoyed with himself for being so worked up, and stepped away to grab a towel and some water.

As he made his way over to the mini fridge to grab a bottle, he was surprised to see you making your way over to him. Normally, on nights like these, he didn't expect anything from you besides your staged bickering until his brothers went to sleep or you went back to your apartment. You had a playful smile on your face as you approached the mini fridge, a message in your eyes that he couldn't quite make out, but goddamn he knew they were trying to say something to him.

"Hey, big guy. Leo sent me to grab some water," you looked up at him as you spoke, the smirk still on your face. And all the hope that Raph had felt in that moment dissipated, like popping a balloon. He scoffed at you, rolling his eyes before grabbing a water bottle and walking away.

"Wait, woah. What's the matter?" He heard you ask from behind him, confused. He shook his head as he walked. "Nothin's the matter," He spoke slightly under his breath, but you could still hear him. "Why don't ya just go back to Leo? You're all over him, anyway."

He heard your footsteps as you followed him over to his bench. "Hold up, do you have a problem with me hanging out with your brother?" Raph couldn't make eye contact as he turned around to face you, so he looked down at the ground and huffed, eye ridges furrowed. "Well, ya know me, and I don't like ta share. So if you're gonna hang out with him like that, then go ahead."

"And just what would you be sharing?" You stood your ground a couple of feet in front of him, arms crossing at your chest and a determined glint in your eye. "Be straight with me, Raph, 'cause it's time we talked about this. What's going on between us?" He let out a grunt, shocked at your sudden confrontation, but still refusing to make eye contact. "Obviously nothin', if yer gonna go hang with Leo like that."

You inhaled, trying to maintain your patience. From the proximity you now held with the turtle in red, you knew you wouldn't get anywhere by fighting back. "Let me rephrase that. What do you want to be going on between us?" Raph moved to turn away from you, huffing again. "I don't know! Geez!" He exclaimed, before you grabbed his large bicep. He faced you, his massive form towering over your frame as you stepped close to him. He finally looked into your eyes, and saw nothing but a genuine question. No teasing, no tormenting, just a silent plead.

"Hey, talk to me, Red. It's just me." You smiled softly, begging eyes searching his liquid gold ones for something, anything, to grab onto and run with. He let you for a moment, before looking down at the ground again, growing more and more frustrated with himself. He took a deep breath, and kept his gaze on the floor as he spoke.

"...I'm not very good with words, ya know that." He paused for a moment, making quick eye contact with you before looking back to the floor. "But I just... I like how this is goin'. How we're goin'... I like us together. I like bein' with ya, Y/N, and I just wanna do that without any of the other shit. I..." He stopped again, taking another deep breath. "I want to be with ya for real. And I'm sorry if I messed this up and that's not what ya want--"

"I want that, too, Raph," You cut him off with a rising smile on your face, not being able to wait any longer. "That's all I've been wanting to be honest. I should have mentioned it earlier." Raph returned his eyes up to your face, shock gracing his expression. "Wait, so yer not into Leo?" He questioned, slightly caught off guard. You rolled your eyes and gave him a playful shove. "No dumbass, I'm into you." He watched your smile grow into a beam, silent, before a smile began to grow on his face as well.

"God, finally," a voice exclaimed before Leo came out from behind the entrance of the dojo, walking up to the two of you. "It took you guys long enough. Even I was getting impatient." "Thanks buddy," you said to him, smiling as you guys bumped fists. Raphael watched the exchange, confused. "Wait... what?" He asked gruffly, eyes flicking between you and his brother. "You knew... about.. us?"

"Dude, we've all known for a while." Mikey shouted from the living room. Donnie walked past the entrance of the dojo and paused, a newly filled cup of coffee in his hand. "Yeah, you guys aren't exactly the most discrete," he said, before continuing his stroll back to his lab. Leo chuckled before turning back to his brother.

"I was tired of watching you guys sneak around, so I finally confronted Y/N about it last week, and she spilled the beans on how she felt about you. Something told me you felt the same way, call it a brotherly instinct. Or maybe it was all the times you not-so-secretly snuck off to her apartment." He gave his muscly brother a playful punch to the bicep. "So pardon me for playing matchmaker a little bit."

You took a step closer to Raph, hugging yourself around one of his arms and looking up at him through your lashes. "Yeah, I mayyyyyyy have gotten impatient and recruited Leo to help me move things along. That's why we were all cuddly today. But you don't mind, right?" You jokingly pressed him, batting your eyelashes.

He rolled his eyes at you and scoffed, removing you from his arm, but wrapped his arms around your waist instead of pushing you away. He pulled you from his side to his front, turning you to completely face him and ignoring his older brother present in the room. "Yeah, I guess it's fine or whateva," he fake-sighed, bringing you close to his plastron and leaning in toward you. You, too, leaned in, your arms reaching up to wrap around his neck.

"Okay, at least wait until I'm out of the room to start sucking face," Leo commented, turning around and booking it out of the dojo. The two of you turned your heads to watch him leave before facing each other again, glowing smiles on your faces.

"So... I guess I tamed the tiger, huh?" He teased gruffly, nudging his snout into your cheek. You giggled, a mischievous glint reaching your eyes. "Who said anything about tame?" You teased back, playing with the ends of his blood red mask.

"That's my girl," he murmured, before smashing his lips into yours.

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our-happygirl500-fan · 1 year

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Something I was trying to figure out was how long Splinter & Big Mama actually dated

Splinter: I met her in human form on the set of Crouching Shrimp Hidden Tiger Prawn

We know from the flashback that Splinter met Big Mama in the 80′s as the year listed is 1984, so we know what year Splinter & Big Mama started dating but we don’t know the exact year that Big Mama kidnapped Splinter for the Battle Nexus.

Splinter: I was going to ask her to marry me but instead of accepting my proposal she revealed she was a giant spider who kidnapped me to the Hidden City and forced me to fight in the Battle Nexus

According to tweets made by Russ Carney & Ron Corcillo, Splinter was at the Battle Nexus for around a decade & since we know from the episodes The Evil League of Mutants & Goyles, Goyles, Goyles that Splinter was kidnapped from the Battle Nexus 13 years before season 1 takes place in 2018

Huginn & Muninn: Was 13 years ago today he made those Turtles with the ooze!

Huginn: You want us to sneak into the Hidden City’s most heavily guarded place the Battle Nexus?

Muninn: And kidnap it’s most powerful champion Lou Jitsu!?

If the Turtles were created 13 years before the events of season 1 then they must have been mutated on the same year Mikey was born, 2005 so if Splinter spent around 10 years in the Battle Nexus before he was mutated in 2005 then Splinter must have been kidnapped in around 1995.

Splinter: Big Mama and I were inseparable

If Big Mama kidnapped Splinter in 1995 then that means that they had been dating around 11 years after they had started dating in 1984, that’s around 11 years of dating before Splinter asked Big Mama to marry him & she kidnapped him, that’s a pretty long relationship it’s probably why Splinter still has some feelings for her despite what she did to him.

Splinter: I do miss our pre-kidnapping times

Splinter: Hello Big Mama

Throughout the series Splinter has been shown to hold onto things from his past as Lou Jitsu as seen by him wearing his old Lou Jitsu jumpsuit throughout the series.

Splinter: My Lou Jitsu jumpsuit from my award winning Lou Jitsu dojos! What on earth are you doing on my shoulders?

Splinter hanging onto pieces of his old life is a recurring theme throughout the series such as when he tricks Donnie & Mikey into coming with him to a demolition derby in the episode Turtle Dega Nights the Ballad of Rat Man because he was chasing the feeling of ‘glory’ that he felt as a Battle Nexus Champion or when he felt protective of his old Lou Jitsu dojos in the episode Fists of Furry

Splinter: I wake up every day as a tiny rat man and I wanted some glory back in my life

Splinter: Today is my long overdue dojo inspection day to make sure they are teaching my moves properly

It’s been shown that Splinter holds onto things from his old life as Lou Jitsu & for better or worse Big Mama was part of his old life as Lou Jitsu which might be why he still holds on to some feelings from their old relationship

Though it’s unclear if Splinter either genuinely still loves Big Mama despite everything she’s done or if he’s holding onto the feelings he had had for her because he has trouble letting go of his old life whatever the cause, Splinter does still have feelings for Big Mama

Splinter: I wish I could say it was a pleasure to see you again, my sassy sugar badger

Splinter: Come with us Big Mama there is still good in you!

He still believes in Big Mama’s ‘goodness’ not only after their history where she had kidnapped him & forced him to fight for a decade but also right after she had just kidnapped all of New York, directly endangered his sons & had lied about keeping the Shredder in his prison.

It makes me wonder just what Splinter & Big Mama’s relationship was like for him to hold onto his feelings for her, true he & Big Mama dated for 11 years before she kidnapped him but by the time of season 2 it’s been around 24 years since then. It makes me wonder what their relationship was like for Splinter to hold onto it so much.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #teenage mutant ninja turtles #hamato yoshi #big mama #rottmnt #tmnt

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zaptrap · 2 months

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Zaptrap's 70% serious predictions for DR Season 2:

(These aren't super in-depth or anything, mostly just spit-balling but yeah. I tried avoiding leaks and tweets for these too so please don't correct me on these until the season actually comes out lmao)

It won't be as bright and shiny and new vibes-wise as Season 1, but it'll still be of comparable quality overall, re: solid writing, visuals, and such.

Zane will still be sidelined. He'll be delegated to a logistical task that mostly happens off-screen.

The focus of the season will be on Lloyd and the weird Dragon Conduit stuff. The Shadow Dojo stuff will provide snippets of lore regarding the dragons and maybe a secret third thing.

Arin's object spinjitzu will play a key in defeating the Wolves.

The Wolves/Shadow Dojo borrow some kind of power from Chima.

Jay will get 31 seconds of screentime. Jk, Jay will be more relevant but I don't know by how much.

Cole's whole "went off to follow Wu" will be resolved within the first two episodes. He'll tell everyone he found another gate in an area near the Land of Lost Things.

Geo+The kids will leave LoLT, maybe via the gate. The reason they will be able to leave will be because Cole misses them from beyond LoLT, therefore making them not lost anymore.

Kai and Wyldfyre will still be the best duo.

Ras's Master will also be from Chima, either another tiger or a Lion. They'll be revealed later in the season as an "ohshit" moment.

Lobbo tragic backstory reveal. His father is Cryptor and his parents are divorced.

Hints as to where Pixal is, but no confirmation. Kind of a "notice when you rewatch after season 3" type thing.

Some new characters, but not as many as last time, and they'll mainly be villains. The new characters from S1 will be fleshed out more (Geo, Arrakorre, etc)

No notable Djinnjago relevance, but it might be more important in season 3 when it's had more time to actually grow. If it is acknowledged in s2, then it's because Arrakorre has made his own tiny rock island with a single tree lmao.

Some kind of hints about the connection between Zeatrix and Sora.

Tournament arc 2nd half

Things I hope happen:

(These are based more on leaks lmfao. Still don't spoil anything for me though, ty)

ARIN STORY ARC Sora already got hers, I wanna see arin's now

Tournament arc! Prize is this season's mcguffin

Evil Jay! Though evil by technicality. He has to represent the Administration in tournament and since he has amnesia, ends up fighting the other ninja

Zane to have more relevance. Maybe an entire epic subplot that results in some EPIC REVEAL or whatever.

Angst and misery

#ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #talking #misc #predictions

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yandere-writer-momo · 9 months

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So I’ve been working on this fic for a minute and it’s starting to get long so I’ll split it into parts. So enjoy another yandere short story! This one will become a little darker over time so beware!

Promise

Yandere Katsumi Orochi x Afab Reader x Yandere Kiyosumi Katou

Part 1

Part 2

Katsumi tried his best to ignore his childhood friend, (your name). The young woman has been glued to his side since he was nine years old and refused to budge. It had started to annoy him with how persistent her doting on him was. But he was too nice to ever voice his frustration so he accepted her company with a tight smile each time.

It was the usual. She had brought him a homemade meal, a cold water bottle, and a towel for him to wipe off the sweat from his face after his karate training session. And he was almost positive she probably wrote him a little note full of encouragements as well. The pretty young woman sat on a bench with a warm smile. Katsumi really wished she’d just leave…

“You were amazing as always, Katsumi.” (Your name) beamed at the young man who gave her a tight smile. Be polite Katsumi…

“Ya… thank you.” Katsumi replied stiffly, the young woman gave him a bow with a blush.

“I hope you win in the upcoming tournament… I’ll be cheering for you.” (Your name) gave him a smile, her heart clenched at the sight of his dismissal. She must be on his nerves again… she should probably wrap this up quickly. “Have a nice day, I’ll see you in a few days?”

Katsumi nearly sighed in relief aloud but he was able to save face. He scooped up the meal she gave him and drank the water. “Thank you. I’ll see you then.”

(Your name) held her hands and gave herself a squeeze of reassurance. It was okay… she was sure Katsumi was just having a bad day…

They part ways, the young woman turned to leave, unaware that a charm from her keychain fell off. The small tiger charm rolled under the bench, its old body worn from the years she’s had it. It was something precious to her… a precious gift from Katsumi.

Katsumi sat on the bench and opened the meal with a sigh. She always alternated his favorite meals… he dug in, the young man unappreciative of her constant effort toward him.

Katsumi was unaware of the jealous looks he received from another karateka. The man clenched his fists while he watched Katsumi eat his homemade lunch.

Kiyosumi Katou would kill for someone to care about him like (your name) did for Katsumi. Lucky bastard.

“You’re going to burn a hole into Katsumi’s food if you keep staring at him like that.” Suedou piped up from beside Katou. The taller karateka patting Katou’s shoulder. “What’s got your panties in a twist-“

Katou shook his head and scoffed, the shorter man brushed Suedou’s arm off him. “It’s nothing. I’m fine.”

Suedou gave Katou a knowing look. He knew his best friend was jealous of Katsumi. Hell, even Suedou was jealous of him. Katsumi had this absolute dime who endlessly doted on him and he put karate above her… Katsumi had to be mad in the head. There was no other explanation…

“I’ll ask him about it if you want to know.” Suedou fiddled with his sweaty karate uniform, the white linen stuck uncomfortably to him like a second layer of skin. Suedou admitted to be curious of the relationship as well so it was a win for both of them…

“Whatever you want to do.” Katou sighed, the young man decided on drinking again tonight. There wasn’t anything other than alcohol that could soothe his loneliness. The burning liquid always calmed him down whenever he felt emotional.

Suedou frowned at his friend but nodded his head. “Katou? Be safe.”

Katou waved off his friend’s concern and left the dojo. The karateka passed by (your name) who turned around to head back. What was she in such a rush for?

Katou shook his head and continued on his way. It wasn’t any of his concern.

(Your name) noticed the tiger charm wasn’t on her keychain, the young woman frowned. Had she dropped it in the dojo? It was one of the few things Katsumi had ever gifted her so she kept the little tiger charm close to her heart. It was one of her most prized childhood treasures. It was a promise that they’d always be together.

(Your name) made her way back into the dojo. The young woman brushed past one of the karatekas and told him a quiet, “excuse me.”

Once she reached Katsumi’s training room, she spotted the little charm under the bench.

“There you are…” She softly whispered to herself, relief washed over her. Her hands reached out to grab the charm, but Katsumi’s voice drew her attention before the tips of her fingers brushed against the wooden charm.

“No. We’re not dating.” Katsumi told Suedou from behind the shoji screen. She could make out Katsumi’s form as well as the taller karateka. “I don’t like (your name) at all. If anything, she annoys me.”

“She seems genuine with her feelings toward you-“

“It’s nothing more than a silly childhood promise.” Katsumi sighed. “I just wished she’d leave me alone so I can focus on my karate.”

(Your name) felt as if someone had stabbed her in the chest and left her for death. The young woman’s hands wrapped around the little tiger charm with a death grip. Childish. Their promise was childish…

(Your name) nodded her head to keep the tears at bay, her eyes glanced down at the little wooden charm in her hand. The chipped orange and black paint were merely remnants of a memory.

The young woman quietly placed the tiger charm on the bench with a sad smile. She’d grant his wish… she’d leave him alone.

(Your name) turned on her heel and left the dojo. The young woman vowed to never return for Katsumi again. Even if she missed him.

(Your name) would never interfere with his karate again.

Katsumi and Suedou exited the room, Katsumi’s brows furrowed at the little tiger charm on the bench. Did (your name) forget her charm?

He’d have to give it back to her when he saw her on Friday…

(Your name) aimlessly wandered down the streets in an attempt to calm herself… to piece herself together in an attempt to lessen the damage in her heart.

Would things have been different if she hadn’t clung to him so much? She should have picked up on his signals that he was annoyed. She should have-

(Your name) shook her head with a frown. Why bother to think? It was over. Katsumi didn’t want to be with her. He never wanted to. He was simply too kind to turn her down… which might have been crueler than rejecting her to her face. She has wasted years on this one sided crush…

(Your name) sighed and decided to park herself somewhere to mope. Her eyes widened in surprise to see a certain karateka that sat alone on the curb with a bottle beside him. It was the same man she ran into on the way to find the charm…

“Hello.” (Your name) greeted the man who groggily looked up. His eyes bloodshot and his face rosy from the liquor. The strong scent of booze nearly overpowered her.

Katou hummed. He wasn’t used to an attempt made to talk to him. Especially not from (your name)… wait. (Your name)?

Katou felt his palms begin to sweat, nervous butterflies swarmed in his stomach. She talked to him… she talked to him! He needed to say something…

“H-hello.” Katou cursed himself for his inability to talk to women.

“Do you mind if I join you?” (Your name) asked, she gestured to his left side on the curb. “I’m kind of… in my feels as well.”

She wanted to sit beside him? Okay… he wasn’t sure how to proceed from here so Katou simply scooted over for her to sit.

(Your name) sat beside the tipsy man who had on green sweats. The scent of cheap cigarettes and musk hit her nose once she sat beside him.

“You’re Katou, right?” (Your name) smiled at him.

“Y-ya… I am.” Katou smiled to himself. He didn’t know she knew his name… was it strange to say it made him giddy?

“I’m (your name).”

“I know… you’re Ka-“ (your name) shook her head.

“I’m not anyone’s girlfriend.” She smiled at Katou. “I’m just a childhood friend is all. Nothing more.”

Katou felt his heart stammer in his chest. A blush now engulfed his whole face. She was single… which meant if he made a move… it would be okay.

(Your name) leaned her head on his shoulder. The warmth from his body comforted her a bit.

“Katou?”

“Yeah?”

“You smell like shit.”

The pair then erupted into a fit of laughter and smiles.

(Your name) found herself in a friendship of sorts with the skrunkly karateka. Katou found himself out on coffee dates and walks with her over the last few days. It was a lucky break for him that (your name) was clueless about friendships.

Katou insisted that friends hold hands just so he could wrap his calloused palms around her delicate hands. The karateka dreamed of the day he’d have a partner he could touch like this… he could play pretend for now. She’d be his girlfriend eventually.

Katou ran his thumb over the back of her hand, the glabrous surface was soft like velvet. And she had the scent of vanilla… she was a dream.

“Katou? Are you alright?” (Your name) furrowed her brow at the young man who blushed at being caught.

“Yes… I’m alright.” Katou gave her a smile to reassure her. He didn’t want her to think he was strange this early on.

(Your name) smiled warmly at him. Her thumb dragged across Katou’s knuckles in a soothing manner. Katou’s face now a rosier shade of red.

“I’m glad. Do you want to try feeding the ducks?” (Your name) offered Katou some bird seed. “I swear. They don’t bite.”

“I mean, they’re ducks… I don’t think they can bite…” Katou snickered, the karateka took a handful of birdseed and threw it at the ducks to eat. “Maybe they’d peck me.”

“You’re pretty peckable.” (Your name) hummed which caused Katou to snort.

“Real funny…” Katou glanced at (your name) from the corner of his eye. The young woman grinned at him.

“Let’s take a picture together.” (Your name) smiled at Katou who blushed a bright red.

“A picture? I’m not very photogenic…”

“Whatever. Just smile like a normal person.” (Your name) held up her phone, her cheek pushed up against Katou’s. “Smile!”

Katou grinned when the phone flashed. The karateka smiled at (your name)’s happy expression. She seemed happy with the photo.

“I think you look better when you smile, Katou.” (Your name) beamed at the rugged man who could only blush in reply. “I’ll send it to you.”

Katou admired the picture. It was like they were a couple already… he knew all he had to do was ask her. But he thought it was too early yet. He didn’t want to be a rebound for Katsumi.

“Thanks for hanging out with me.” (Your name) smiled at Katou. “I appreciate it.”

“Of course…” Katou grabbed her hand in his and turned his head to hide his blush. “I like hanging out with you.”

(Your name) smiled at her new friend, the poor girl clueless on Katou’s growing feelings towards her.

The two enjoyed each other’s presence in the park. Blissfully unaware of the storm that began to brew within the Dojo…

Katsumi glanced at the door every ten minutes. (Your name) wasn’t here… why wasn’t she at the dojo? He would soon be at the tournament and she wasn’t here to see him off…

Katsumi felt strange. Something wasn’t right. She was always here ten minutes early every third day…

Katsumi shook his head. Why did he care if (your name) came or not? He had always wanted a break from her… his wish came true.

The little tiger charm in his bag sat, its beady eyes stared up at him. It was a sign of change… (your name) never would leave such a precious gift behind, but Katsumi was too blinded by pride to understand that she had no desire to get it back.

Katsumi landed second place in the tournament. His game was off. (Your name) wasn’t in the front stands cheering for him like she normally was.

Katsumi held his medal in his palms. His dark eyes stared at her usual spot. Where was she? Was she sick?

Katsumi shook his head. (Your name) would be back, he was sure of it. She probably had caught a cold. Those have been going around lately.

Katsumi reached into his bag and scooped the tiger charm in his palm. His fingers brushed against the chipped paint. He couldn’t believe she kept this silly charm for all these years… it was just like her to treasure something small like this...

Katsumi smiled softly at the charm. Suedou was right. (Your name) was genuine with her feelings… perhaps he should give it a chance?

Katsumi nodded. Next time he saw her, he’d ask her to be his girlfriend. She’d probably be so thrilled…

A few weeks had gone by and there was no sign of her. (Your name) hadn’t dropped by the dojo to see Katsumi.

There were no more handmade lunches or little notes… no more cold water bottles and fluffy towels. Where was she?

Katsumi started to grow more and more concerned about her. The little tiger charm now attached to his keychain instead, as a promise to ask her to be his girlfriend.

“Katou, you’ve been so happy lately.” Suedou playfully punched Katou’s shoulder. “And you’re not coming to practice hungover? Who is this man right here?”

Katsumi turned his head to stare at Katou who had a blush on his cheeks. That’s right… Katou had been doing better with karate. The man took better care of himself recently and he didn’t drink nearly as much as he used to. Which was strange… Katou was hardly ever sober.

“Well… I have a girlfriend.” Katou smiled at Suedou. Yes… (your name) was his girlfriend. It was time to openly say it. He may not have asked her out yet, but they spent almost everyday together. They held hands, they cuddled, and they went over to each other’s homes. They were dating.

Suedou and the other karatekas all whipped their heads around to stare at Katou like he just grew a second head. Katou… had a girlfriend?!

“No way… no way!” Suedou exclaimed. “There’s no way someone would date you.”

Katou made a sour face at his friend’s words. “What the hell does that mean?”

“That means you’re not boyfriend material. Did you con her into dating you? You can tell me-“

“No, (your name) and I-“ Katou froze when Katsumi suddenly inserted himself into the conversation. The prodigy’s eyes held a fire in them as they glared at Katou.

“(Your name)? You’re dating (your name)?” Katsumi asked, his voice deep and husky. Katsumi seemed in disbelief. (Your name) was Katsumi’s… she’s always been Katsumi’s. So why would she be around with someone like Katou?

Katou realized he messed up when his eyes met Katsumi’s. The other karateka was visibly upset with him…

“You and (your name), huh?” Katsumi huffed in disbelief. There was no way she would associate herself with Katou. Not when Katsumi was right here. “I doubt that. You have to be lying-“

Katou shook his head and held up his phone to show Katsumi his lock screen. It was a picture of (your name) smiling beside him. He was hopeful that Katsumi would back off, he didn’t want Katsumi to be back in the picture again.

Katou didn’t want to be cast off to the side. He deserved her more than Katsumi did. She made Katou a better person and he liked who he was with her.

Katsumi felt his world stop at the picture. (Your name) couldn’t be with Katou… no. She must be with Katou to make Katsumi jealous… not to worry! She has his attention now!

Katsumi would have to go to (your name) then to sort it out. He wondered if she’d be thrilled to see him?

Katou furrowed his brow at the smile on Katsumi’s face. Over the last few weeks, he noticed a change in Katsumi… Katsumi was being strange.

“Katsumi?”

Katsumi shook his head with a laugh, the dashing young man gave Katou a cocky grin, which only further Katou’s confusion.

“Okay. Have a good one, Katou.” Katsumi then walked off. Suedou turned to Katou with an equally confused expression.

“Dude… I think you broke Katsumi.”

Katou nodded his head. Something was up with Katsumi… and Katou didn’t like it one bit.

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lookismstuff · 2 months

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Highlights of Eps 487-488

SPOILER ALERT

After Charles and Gun's encounter with the Kojima Brothers ended in a stalemate (with the possibility of victory on Charles' side), Shinmyeong decided to try the partnership route with Charles, who agreed.

Hiroaki wondered why Gun chose Charles and whether this was why Gun instigated "that day" to happen, but Gun insisted that he "chose to drink the cup" with Charles already (a reference to the sake exchange).

In a fatalistic tone, Gun stated that if anything happened to him, then that was his fate.

Elsewhere, Vin explained to Seongji that he'd been cursing his mom, who died and left him behind. Seongji told him not to, leaving Vin to tease his master that he was friendless, anyway.

The Cheonliang Fam kids started wearing dark tinted glasses in solidarity with Vin, who no longer bothered to grow his hair long and cover his eyes anyway. Also, as time went by Vin had gotten stronger than them…except for the immovable Mary.

That night, after the ex servant girl managed to persuade Vin to sleep in the same room, she slipped up after Vin cursed his mother, and told him not to do so, knowing how his mother died.

In anger, Vin demanded that she explained what happened, but the girl was in a panic attack (in a very uncomfortable flashback with Taejin) after Vin shook her shoulders in his exasperation, and only after Vin gave her some water and turned his back she could relate what happened...

Meanwhile, Shinmyeong had engaged the help of Beolgu, Jaesoo and Gwang (the Gen 0 guys who in the current timeline worked for Sera's team in White Tiger) to catch Seongji. Not for free, of course: Shinmyeong promised them girls and money.

Going back to Vin and the girl, he begged her to tell the truth about his mom because he had lived all his life long with hating his mother.

It turns out that Vin's mother was kind to the girl. So when she followed the woman (the girl called her "pretty lady") as she was summoned to the dojo one day, she saw the silhouette of what happened.

As Vin's mother sat alone and all disheveled, the girl told her that she saw everything. In anxiety, Vin's mother dismissed her worries, by saying that the shaman only "guided" her...

It's implied that Vin's mother was sexually enslaved by Shinmyeong, with the vague promise of letting her and Vin go to Seoul one day.

But after the girl saw what happened the other night, Vin's mother begged to be set free from the heinous act. The shaman threatened her with Vin's freedom (that he'd be used as a sacrifice).

Shinmyeong was infuriated when Vin's mother asked what she had done wrong to deserve this horrible treatment. Then the shaman insinuated that she wasn't even the victim here, and beat her for even asking what she did wrong..

In flashbacks we saw a dark-skinned girl tearfully begging to a ssireum wrestler.

Shinmyeong proceeded to tell Vin's mother about the two but we aren't privy to it.

Outside, the girl saw the silhouette of the two and it was the last night she'd ever seen Vin's mother. And she told Vin, that she was certain that it was the shaman who caused Vin's mother's death.

At the mountain clearing, Jewoo stated that he couldn't endure the training anymore, and Seongji asked him how he would beat Vin that way.

Jewoo wondered why Vin was that strong when he started kudo and ssireum so late, with only Mary to defeat him. But even Mary admitted openly that Vin never properly attacked her (controlling his strength), and Mary could only win in judo.

Seongji said, that just like "that person" had awakened his potential, he too had awakened Vin's potential, because Vin was the son of the founder of Mujin Jin ssireum. Vin's father was none other than Mujin Jin himself, the equal of Kim Gabryong.

That night, Vin set out to the shaman's main residence, to finish him once and for all and avenge his mother.

Note:

Who was the dark skinned girl? Was she Taejin's mother? Sister? What had Vin's father done?

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iheartaleena · 3 months

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one piece au where literally nothing went wrong everyone is alive and happy hc's

nami

belle mere is still alive obvi

the attack on her island was less of an attack and more of like a alliance? like the fishman pirates pulled up and were like hey we need a hideout can we pls use ur island. and they were like yeah offer us protection and in turn u can use our island! no violence no blood nothing!!

in this au fisher tiger is still alive and the fishman pirates are still what he envisioned before his death, so he’s the captain, not arlong

speaking of arlong he’s like hella toned down. he got the jinbei affect in the sense that koala changed him and showed him humans aren’t all bad. yeah sure he’s more radical and unhinged than the other pirates but he’s just like the weird conservative uncle you tolerate at thanksgiving not a real threat

hachi and nami bonding!!!

nami never develops an obsession with money, she gets to put her full effort into map making and exploring that talent

she makes maps for the fishman pirates completely out of her own free will

she joins the movement for fishman human equality woohoo!!!

yeah in this au that movement actually gets taken seriously instead of played off and the fishmen actually make progress in equality

koala visits sometimes! koala and nami bonding time!!!

law

doflamingo is toned down like 1000% in this au he’s not a family killer in this one he’s just odd

like seriously idk how the logistics would work but maybe somehow after the whole “doffys family becomes human” thing the humans don’t persecute him? so in turn he just kinda is pretentious and misses being rich instead of holding a particular grudge against humanity?

either way he’s also just the weird conservative uncle you see at thanksgiving

corazon is number one dad ever did he offer law henny for his 8th birthday yes does he know how to do laundry or cook not at all but he is trying his best!

LAW BABY FIVE AND BUFFALO AS COUSINS. PLEASE!!!! dellinger too maybe idk if he’s a kid or not tho

the executives like trebol diamante whatever the fuck also aren’t as evil either they just tryna do their own thing yk just black market deal in peace but no unnecessary killing

donquixote family stays pirates instead of going and trying to take a whole kingdom (took a shit ton of convincing for doffy to accept that)

the whole pirate warlord thing gives doffy enough prestige he don’t need to be a king necessarily

law eats the op op fruit, doffy tries to get him to make him immortal, corazon slaps him, doffy changes his mind

(i am taking so many liberties in this au omg)

zoro

kuina didn’t fucking fall down a flight of stairs!! yippee!!!

their whole competition abt who will be the greatest swordsman is still on

they venture outside the dojo and become pirates

both bounty hunters maybe

kuina is so so gay

hear me out…. kuina x tashigi? LET ME COOK

yeah zoros just there

they find their way to mihawks island without the whole kuma blasting zoro to a random island thing

they beg mihawk to train them but he’s like wtf get out of my house but they show potential and he’s like ok fine ill train y’all

persona is also there bc i said so FUCK MORIA ALL MY HOMIES HATE MORIA she left him and somehow ended up with mihawk he also let her stay for some reason (he needs to stop adopting kids)

hear me out…. perona x kuina? or at the very least they become besties

once again zoro is just there

robin

olvia and saul are still alive

all of her island is still alive, don’t ask why the world government is ok with that they just are shhhh shhhhh

robin grows up an archeologist but decides she needs to find the poneglyphs and discover the truth of the world

so she becomes a pirate and joins baroque works, led by crocodile

he respects her (WHAT) doesn’t try to kill her (WHAT) and they actually have a fun friendship a friendly lil boss secretary relationship its adorable

she helps crocodile get with doffy because god knows he couldn’t do it himself

ok if this is how this au is going robins gotta be besties with bon clay come on. mr three hello??

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