SORRY FOR THE WAIT

anonymous asked:

Hello! I've recently discovered this fantastic account and I love your writing, it's so beautiful :) pardon me if this isn't a proper way to ask for a fanfic but if you're taking DateSana requests may I ask for what would Masamune do if Yukimura get abducted and (to make it worse) if the kidnappers were people working under Masamune's mother? I read they didn't get along and had a serious fight so I thought what if she wants to ruin his source of happiness torture and maybe end it as well.

To Anon: Sorry this is late, like really late, real world stuff and all. Sorry if this isn’t very good, but I just want to let you know that I seriously appreciate your compliments. They make me smile! Hope you enjoy this.

It was only Kojuro’s solid frame blockading the door that stopped Masamune from going and putting a bullet in his mother’s skull. His mouth was moving, saying something reasonable, calm and collected most likely, but Masamune couldn’t hear over his heart pounding like a warm drum in his ears, against his sternum. He didn’t want reasonable anyway; he wanted to go, find his mother and put his fist through her heart because she took Yukimura.

“What she did,” Masamune growled, interrupting Kojuro’s monologue, “she deserves this.” His fist twitched. His tongue burned on the acid those words left behind. He felt Kojuro’s eyes on him and his glare sharpened.

“Masamune-sama.” A steady hand clasped his shaking shoulder and the concern and lack of judgement in his voice were enough to have all of Masamune’s rage implode.

He looked down at the red ribbon tied around his wrist. Fingers ghosted over the drops of rusty red puncturing the crimson like rot and mentally sighed. Kojuro was right, whatever he said. Careful, he needed to be careful. This wasn’t some small time punk who wanted fame- this was Mogami Yoshihime: princess of the Mogami Syndicate, the Iron Lady, and as everyone knew, the real brains behind the Mogami operation. His fingers moved from the headband to gloss over the heavy leather of his eyepatch, a reminder of what his mother could, and would, do if she deemed it necessary.

Looking back up at Kojuro, Masamune felt something shift. The explosive rage cooled into something sharper, focused—a knife instead of a bomb, lightning and not an inferno. Kojuro straightened.

“We’re going to get him back. Now.” Kojuro stepped away from the door.

“Yes, Boss.”

Masamune would get Yukimura back. If he was hurt…if that bitch laid a single finger on him just to try and ruin him. Well, he already killed the parent he loved; killing one he hated wouldn’t be difficult at all. 

The Guardian's Passing || closed PokeAU @ turbotheghostboy

Several months had passed since Turbo first became Champion. Of course, having to let the boy leave every month was hard for Ralph… and he was certain it was harder on Turbo… but he treasured the time they had together. After believing he’d left forever, he wasn’t about to take him for granted…

The hiker spent every moment he could with his son, despite working to earn his keep at the ranger station. Unfortunately, that meant he didn’t quite notice when Rusty and the other, older Pokemon of his patchwork family started acting… strange… Even if he did notice though, he would’ve thought nothing of it. If it was important, they’d surely say something…

But it was important. And they just… didn’t know how to tell him… They couldn’t bring themselves to shatter his world and warn him of what was quickly coming to pass…

Rusty was dying.

The bear had gone to each of the older members of the family, telling them one by one… They were shocked and saddened of course… but they needed to know. Ralph would need their help soon…

And not just them. His family had expanded a lot in the course of the year… He needed the newest members as well.

So while his cub was out working one day, Rusty took the time to go to Felix. Even if they were still getting used to each other being brothers, Ralph would need his support…

The bear set aside all formalities and pretenses as he approached Felix’s desk, not even bothering to dip his head in greeting as he usually did.

Felix… I need to speak with you…

mei-rin-blossoms:

The kiss was none of Mei-Rin’s intents; having stumbled over her own legs, she fell on the reaper in the way that made their lips meet. Turning red, she mumbled, “I- I’m s- so sorry, sir!”

{*O*}

As their lips were locked, a deep blush appeared upon the males cheeks. The red head’s hands scanned the maids body to check if she was hurt. I’s ok, miss…Your not hurt, are you? He asked.

{^///^}

A Strange Melody//thehopefulluckster

A girl stood alone in a flower garden. She looked down, her dark hair covering her eyes. As she tried to catch her breath she remembered being in a similar place once before when she was younger. Putting that memory aside, she let out a deep sigh, wiping her teary eyes slowly, then she forced herself to smile. “That’s better. I think I may have lost them this time.” Having been on the run from her pursuers for a while, she believed she was able to shake them for now.

anonymous asked:

Top 5 shirtless zayn ?

Anon anon anon. WHY WOULD YOU ASK ME THIS? HOW IN THE WORLD WILL I BE ABLE TO PICK JUST FIVE?!

(THESE ARE IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER.)

***CREDIT TO THE OWNERS OF THE PICS/GIFS

1. KISS YOU MUSIC VIDEO

Look how cute he is in his little floaties

(featuring shirtless Liam and Harry)

I could stare at your face all day. Have his voice lull me into a daze while I watch those those plum pink lips move as they from around a word. Big gorgeous ey- errrr, I mean…

BLAME ZAYN AND HIS EVERYTHING FOR DISTRACTING ME!!

HERE, look at him talk while he’s shirtless.

2. 1D DAY (OR I CAN’T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY WATCHED THESE IDIOTS FOR THAT LONG = SHOWS HOW WHIPPED THEY HAVE ME)

Apart from showing us his artistic side, Zayn got physical…

How about a close up? ;)

Awwww, look at you slaying by merely existing

3. HERSHEY HERSHEY HERSHEY (BECAUSE BOXER!ZAYN IS WHAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF)

So many people talk about model!Zayn, but PLEASE, that pretty face knows how to pack a punch.

So much strength behind that lean beautiful body.

Someone give me all the boxer!Zayn fics there are!!!

4. ZAYN IN THOSE DAMN BLACK SHORTS. I REPEAT. ZAYN IN THOSE DAMN BLACK SHORTS.

It was like Christmas came early or something. 

There are so many pictures and I want to add them all, so I’ll just include this wonderful edit:

5. AND LAST BUT MOST DEFINITELY NOT LEAST, ZAYN IN RIO.

Ladies and gentlemen, Zayn ‘the world is my runaway’ Malik.

Your body is a wonderland

Same Ben, same

Seriously, I don’t understand. HOW ARE YOU REAL?

*****BONUS*****BONUS*****BONUS*****BONUS*****

ZAYN IN THE BLUE ZIAM SHORTS (FREEBALLING AND ALL) ;)

(With a hunky looking Liam in the background)

IG SELFIES (NOT REALLY SHIRTLESS PICS, BUT WHY MISS AN OPPORTUNITY TO STARE AT ZAYN’S FACE RIGHT?)

I figured I’d might as well add these in too :)