Finally continuing with my series of my favourite ship from every unit member, this time with Trickstar! Featuring HiyoHokke, SubaKoga, LeoMako and ReiMao
Into our lives: Short story 2 - Midnight on the Line
Mayblade 2026: Day 3 - Phone
Genre: Family
Setting: Rei's future home
Characters: Rei Kon, Mao Chen Kon, Lin Kon, Hu Kon (OC)
Pairing: Rei/Mao | Ray/Mariah
FFN | AO3
Dividers by @cafekitsune
The evening unwinded after chaos. The kitchen's air clinked with ceramic and glass vessels, the gush of water gently pouring into the sink and the gentle hum of the exhaust fan. The faint sound of a TV series buzzed from the living room. Motorcycles passed by. From upstairs, the door creaked open and the faint argument between the two teenagers was audible. She sighed out of exhaustion.
"These kids," she muttered under her breath.
Sweat drops seeped from her forehead, terminating near her jawline. She gently wiped with the back of her hand before continuing the dishwashing.
Lin climbed downstairs and immediately called her mother, "Mama! Hu misplaced my stationary!" she yelled.
"Lin, what am I supposed to do now?" she questioned, her voice ragged.
"And I have to buy them again. This happens every single time!"
"Lin, you are in college now! You aren't a kid anymore. Sort this out yourself," Mao turned to wash the vessels.
"Lin, you didn't search properly. It was in your cupboard," Hu bought her pouch. Lin almost gasped, "Well, I apologize, mom."
Mao facepalmed.
Silence broke out in thirty minutes. The teens were fast asleep in their rooms. Meanwhile, Mao walked to her room, immediately climbing on her bed. She propped up her pillow against the headrest, before lying down, her body instantly relaxing against the soft surface. Rei was on a night shift. Ever since his promotion as a manager, the frequency of night shifts drastically decreased. This is one of the rarest nights he is on a shift supervising. His absence created settled into her chest like a quiet kind of loneliness.
Nineteen years of marriage.
Mao gently shifted, scrolling through her phone. She dialed to Rei's number.
She anticipated for him to pick the call.
No response for a while. She sighed.
In the fraction of a second, the call was immediately connected.
His voice was audible, but he was just done talking to his assistant. Mao immediately gasped.
"Hey, uh, I am sorry. I had an argument with an employee," Rei chuckled. Mao's heart instantly softened.
"Are you able to manage?" he asked from the other end.
"Yes, I can. But I had enough of these kids," she chuckled.
"Well, they are like that, despite the fact that they are grown ups now," Rei mused.
"If you don't mind, shall we talk for a while? I need you."
"You haven't changed ever since childhood."
"I am still a lovestruck girl. And the reason is because I have a husband who makes me feel like that," her cheeks flushed a little.
Rei doesn't answer immediately.
From the other end, the chair shifted faintly against the floor, and a faint shuffle of paper. He exhales.
"Easy to say, huh?"
Mao smiled, curling the blanket closer to her, and giggled. "Because, it's true. I mean it."
Another pause. Not uncomfortable.
He asks again, "Did you finish dinner?"
"I did."
"On time?" his voice was laced with gentle concern.
She hesitates before answering again, "Maybe, I did on time."
"Mao."
"I ate," she insists, a quiet laugh followed. "You're starting to sound like me."
"Someone has to," Rei chuckled.
Mao gently turned to the side, repositioning herself a little. She rests the head more comfortably on the pillow.
"I'll be back before morning," he said.
"You say this everytime, but you don't," she teased.
"I'll come this time. I promise."
Mao paused briefly, then spoke again, "Then, I hope work doesn't get in the way."
There's no accusation in her voice. Just understanding. Years of it.
Rei leans back in his chair, closing his eyes briefly.
"I know."
Morning light doesn't rush in. It seeps. By the time Rei reaches home, the sky has already softened into pale gold, the world stretching alive in quiet motions.
He unlocks the door carefully. The house is still.
No clatter. No voices. Just the faint, lived-in silence of a place that hasn't quite begun its day.
He slips off his shoes, setting them aside without sound, and moves through the hallway with practiced ease.
Hu's door is half-open.
Books scattered. Light still off.
Rin's room is closed. Undisturbed.
Good.
The bedroom door is slightly ajar.
He saw what he exactly imagined to be. Soft morning sunlight streaks on her hair that curled loose on her face, the phone still held in her hand, with no firm grip.
For a minute, he just watched.
He crossed the room, gently took the phone from her hand and placed it aside, his fingers curling her jawline. He sits beside her and notices the tiny details.
The faint crease between her brows, long since relaxed.
The way her fingers still loosely curl around the phone.
The steady rhythm of her breathing.
Mao shifts slightly, instinctively moving closer into the space he occupies, even in sleep.
Rei stills.
Then, slowly, he adjusts the blanket around her shoulders, tucking it in just enough to keep the morning chill away.
His fingers hover for a moment near her face before he brushes a stray strand of hair aside.
Gentle. Familiar.
Rei leans back slightly, resting against the headboard. He has a lot of things waiting, but they can't take over the most precious thing in front of him.
Her.
After a while, Mao stirs. Her lashes fluttered, her brows knitting faintly as she blinks awake. For a moment, she looks disoriented, then her gaze lands on him.
Her eyes soften instantly, sleep still clinging to her voice.
"... Rei?"
"I'm back," he smiled.
"You said you would."
"I did."
Mao leans against him, resting her head lightly on his shoulder, as if it's the most natural thing in the world.
He lets her.
The silence returns. But this time, it's different.
"Go sleep," she murmurs.
"I will."
"You say that every time."
"And I mean it every time."
She huffs softly, eyes closing again. Rei glances down at her.
At the quiet, familiar weight of her presence.
At the years that have passed without changing this; this ease, this understanding.
For some reason, I can never understand why people supporting non-canon ships over canon ships are condescending people preferring canon ships. Like, I can never understand this at all. I don't get how every ship which is made canon by the author is always poorly written, lacking chemistry, lacking screentime, relevancy, etc. So, in this sense, every ship which is made canon is poorly written? Can't we consider any canon ship well written? Did they end up with each other with no interactions and gestures? Just because the ship you expect to become canon never became one, how come it makes the canon ships poorly written? Just because your ship never sailed?
I don't understand this. Sometimes, you might not like two people together as a ship, but you say they never made sense and also ship them with a character with whom they had no interactions at all? Or barely spoke a few sentences?
Ship whatever you want, but don't assume that only non-canon ships are valid to ship, canon ships are so boring, and tell that people only ship them because they are canon. Canon shippers do have more than just canonicity to ship two people together.
After all, we ship what we like and it's not our fault if canon ships do appeal to us. Some of them also like a fair amount of non-canon ships as well.
Just because your ship never got a space to be made into a romantic one, that doesn't mean the ship made more sense than a canon ship. Period.
compilation of the fills I did for @femslash-february bingo 2026! 💕
Crossover
choose your poison | OP/KNH | reimao | 560 wc | T
“And you’re immune to any poison?”
“I need you to fuck my wife.” + Body Worship + “Good girl.”
I'm getting close now | One Piece | shakkouge | 720 wc | M
“So, how did Roger manage to put this idea into your pretty little head?” Shakky asks even as she makes her way down Rouge’s body.
“I came up with it, actually–” Rouge gasps softly when Shakky nips at her navel. “It was in one of my books. It caught my attention, so I brought it up to Roy.”
Shakky grins wolfishly at that. Who would’ve guessed?
Ruins + Last Minute
who's gonna be the first one to start the fight? | One Piece | hanuta | 2,600 wc | T | bonus: manip!
It seemed, however, that there was always a first time for everything.
I followed the official page of IbisPaint on YouTube, because I felt that I should change my art style to a better one and here you go! Have the cutest baby Lin Kon and her family 😸
