May. 19th, 2025

rionaleonhart: the mentalist: lisbon, with time counting down, makes an important call. (it's been an honour)
Look, we all knew I was going to write this fic. Of course I was going to write this fic. Here is the inevitable fic.

Because Takemaru is a stickler for the rules, there's some discussion of the age of consent in this fic. I have no idea what the age of consent in the Tokyo Residential Complex would be, but I've set it at sixteen based on the current age of consent in Japan. I don't think these characters have canonical ages, but, if I'm mistaken and anyone in the 'over sixteen' group is canonically under sixteen, please assume they've been aged up; Takemaru's going to be so upset otherwise.


Title: All That's Left
Fandom: The Hundred Line: Last Defense Academy
Rating: 15
Pairing: everyone/everyone (present at this point in the timeline), more or less, with particular emphasis on Takumi/everyone.
Wordcount: 3,700
Summary: Darumi rolls onto her back, looking up at the ceiling. “I guess we could all fuck instead.”
Notes: Set after day 95.


All That's Left )