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Felix winces. “If I had just offered somewhere else, where nobody from school was —“ Really, it’s more than just a slight bother to him that people treat her this way. Every time, another dig. Everywhere she goes, these people treat Gisel like she’s nothing. Like she’s beneath them. When she’s everything.

Maybe, if he’d done something about it. If he’d just been able to make it more comfortable for her. If he could change the way people act around her. If there was anything he could do now at all. Felix would do it, in a heartbeat.

But what is he supposed to do? How can he make things better? He can’t. He’s barely able to treat people nicely.

“I just… I’m sorry.”

Maybe it’s not his fault. But maybe that doesn’t matter. Maybe he’ll blame himself anyway. And maybe, just maybe, because of how he is, he deserves to.

@blightts said: “No, I’m sorry. This was all my fault.” Felix for Gisel

Gisel wants to blame him, and tell him that it was his fault just so she can direct her anger somewhere. But—

“It’s not your fault, Felix.” She says, taking a deep breath. “It’s not anyone’s fault. I wanted to go out to lunch for once. You offered this place up. Someone from school happened to be here-“ Gisel moves, placing the small child into his arms. “Everyone already knows what happened and that Miguel exists.”

Gisel gives him a smile, it’s a bit forced, a bit more strained than she likes— “I can’t hide from everyone forever.”

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Astre smiles softly back. “It’s alright if you aren’t, you know. Sometimes spacing out means stuff’s going in inside…”

All it was, was him seeing someone who looked like he could use his help. He can be a decent shoulder, after all… but he’s not going to force anything. “If— If you’d prefer to be alone… I don’t mind. I just…” He shakes his head. “A-Anyway, if you’re alright, that’s good. Sorry to bother you.”

@blightts said: “Oh… um. Are you okay?” Astre for Kaito

“…huh?” The young man with the hollow expression on his face blinks a few times as the words register. This was a more secluded spot, one where not many eyes were on him— he thought it was okay to let his guard down a bit. He was wrong.

He quickly sets a friendly smile on his face as he looks up from where he sat on the ground, and clears his throat regaining his usual chipper tone and pitch:

“Oh, yeah- yeah,” he forces a laugh, “I’m just— I guess I zoned out there for a minute.”

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gonna work on some of my replies today. however note also i am adding chara (who will be au exclusive for. Probably obvious reasons) and ralsei to my muses cuz deltarune has gotten my ass and I need another outlet.

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@kisekisvnshine // continued from here

Aubrey winces. But at this point, there’s no backing out of this.

“I’m sorry.” She says, “Someone wants this for you.”

She cracks her bat over Daisuke’s right leg. Once. Not enough. He’s bleeding, and bruising, but it’s not enough yet. She continues to slam it down, bringing it back up over her head. Not enough. The blood gushes out. She hasn’t heard the crunch of bones yet, so it’s not enough. Another smash down with her bat. And another. Until she hears that crunch. Until she feels it break. With the nails in her bat, she’s pulled small chunks out of his leg. Finally, the bone snaps. It’s a sickening sight, his leg bloodied and cracked, partly looking like improperly and only partially butchered meat.

Daisuke will definitely need the hospital.

But Aubrey’s still not done. Even though there are tears in her eyes. Even though she never wanted to do this to anybody—even though he was a stranger and she had nothing against him. She pulls out a phone. Hits the record button, red covering her hands, smudging on her screen. Red splattered on her legs, up her arms. It’s really everywhere. She records, showing Daisuke’s face, and slowly panning down to the broken and beaten leg.

She stops the recording, and starts to sob.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

She’s still not done. She’s got a whole arm to do. At least that part is easier.

She wipes away her tears.

Aubrey brings her bat up once again, cracking down on his arm with her full force. Once isn’t enough, but it doesn’t take nearly as long as the leg. His arm is twisted in a way it definitely shouldn’t go. She records this, too.

“Someone’s going to have to call an ambulance…”

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[ 🥏 ] » "That's wild," he replied to Carmine though - there was some reluctance. Why wouldn't there be? He was a stranger, but hey. Rangers were all over for one reason or another. "Hey, if you ever wanted to be a ranger, I'd welcome you. Maybe you can hit up the ranger school for a day? Do it some day?"

-rangernet.

“It does seem like it could be fun! I’m interested!” Carmine says enthusiastically, hands balled in an excited way. Wait… “… School?”

She stares off in the distance for a moment, before returning to excitement, asking more questions. “… What are the restrictions when it comes to ranger school? How old or young do you have to be? Do they have dorms?” This doesn’t mean she’s going to commit, of course. Just that she’s curious.

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“That’s fine.” Less for Aubrey to do was probably a good thing, in this situation.

After all, she was going to have to hurt the other kid, and pretty badly. Fuck. It didn’t sit well with her, but thinking about it was not helping.

In any case…

“Enough to scare. Enough for him to get the message and leave me the fuck alone. If that seems to require something severe, well… I’ll let you be the judge. Fuck him up if it seems like he’s not going to budge.” Not the best judgement on Aubrey’s part, really. She knew this kid could be… well, deranged, honestly, it wasn’t really something to sugarcoat. She wouldn’t say go all out, but giving him permission to be the judge on this one… might as well have been giving no limits, anyway.

So she adds, “Obviously, don’t kill him or anyone else.”

Faraway town was full of all sorts, and that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing all the time. Today, though, it made her shudder — all sorts meant there were creeps like him, after all. All sorts meant this fucker, who took some sick joy in the idea of her breaking another kid’s arm and leg, roamed around this town all the same.

Still, perhaps Aubrey herself was the cruel one. It was her suggestion after all — and while she took no joy in the idea, she nonetheless accepted his terms. All it costed her was…

“An arm and a leg. Got it.” Not hers, though. If it was hers, maybe she’d feel a little less bad about it. This was one of the few things she had that she could do, though. … it wasn’t like Aubrey was particularly skilled in much, nor well-liked around town. While this would surely tarnish her reputation further, it wasn’t like she had a good one in the first place.

“Yeah… There’s this guy who’s trying to blackmail me. I don’t want my friends finding out about it, because I don’t want anybody I care about to get involved, or in his line of fire. I just need someone else who can threaten him — I don’t think I’ll be enough on my own.”

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He's waiting for something to happen

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“Calm down. Of course I’m not asking you to break up with her. That wouldn’t make her happy. And I’m well aware she doesn’t like me back. She likes you. She should stay with you.” Felix runs a hand through his own hair, sighing.

He finds the whole thing rather dramatic, if he’s honest. But it’s not a surprise to him that Adrien is mad at all. It’s just… annoying. Because Felix doesn’t mean to piss him off. That’s not what this is about.

“I know I’m too late. I don’t think I had a chance in the first place. The only reason I am telling you this at all is for the sake of transparency.”

Actually, it’s because he cares about the both of them and doesn’t want to keep his feelings shoved down anymore, but it’s not like Adrien would understand that. It’s nothing new that Adrien doesn’t understand him. It’s been like this for this long, after all, and it’s unlikely to change. Even if he explains himself, it’ll just make Adrien more upset.

Honestly, it’ll likely make Gisel upset too… and that part bothers him more. But it’s not good for him to keep holding back like he has been. Or one day, he’ll burst. Maybe he already was.

“I’ve known how great she is all along. It didn’t take me time to figure that one out. It only took a while to realize my own feelings. I don’t fall in love like you. Don’t assume I work the same way you do. We’re not that alike.”

Another sigh. “I was never asking you to solve my problems. You just assumed I was.”

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“It’s not supposed to be funny. And I don’t see her as a toy.” Felix frowns in response. Of course this would be Adrien’s reaction… of course. As if he’s the problem. “I get that she’s your girlfriend. I understand that. I know I can’t have her. She’s not some prize, I don’t even think she likes me that way.” Salt in the wound, honestly. “I’m not asking you for anything. I’m telling you I’m in love with her.” It took so long for him to admit it, even to himself, but… “I’m telling you I have feelings for her romantically. If that’s a problem for you, so be it. I knew it would be.” There’s clear bitterness in his voice.

“YEAH, it’s a problem for me.” Adrien says, scoffing at the very idea. “Why would that not be a problem?”

He gestures, his hand coming up to his chest- “Gisel is my girlfriend. What did you think would happen by telling me this? I’d just say ‘oh oops sorry let me break up with her’? That she’d somehow magically get feelings for you too just cause you finally figured it out?”

Adrien’s…angry. It’s a feeling that he doesn’t experience often, disappointment and silent resentment are feelings that more often fester inside him. Anger. True red hot burning anger is rare, and he hates the way it feels. But he can’t stop it. He can’t turn it off or place on the mask of his persona. No matter how much he wants too.

“Sorry, Felix, but you’re too late. Okay? That’s the end of it. Sorry it took you so long to figure out how you feel, and how great she is, but I’m not sorry I did. I’m not sorry I figured it out before you, I’m not sorry I asked her out. And I’m certainly not sorry that this whole thing is your problem and your issue to solve—“

“—without involving me.”

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Faraway town was full of all sorts, and that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing all the time. Today, though, it made her shudder — all sorts meant there were creeps like him, after all. All sorts meant this fucker, who took some sick joy in the idea of her breaking another kid’s arm and leg, roamed around this town all the same.

Still, perhaps Aubrey herself was the cruel one. It was her suggestion after all — and while she took no joy in the idea, she nonetheless accepted his terms. All it costed her was…

“An arm and a leg. Got it.” Not hers, though. If it was hers, maybe she’d feel a little less bad about it. This was one of the few things she had that she could do, though. … it wasn’t like Aubrey was particularly skilled in much, nor well-liked around town. While this would surely tarnish her reputation further, it wasn’t like she had a good one in the first place.

“Yeah… There’s this guy who’s trying to blackmail me. I don’t want my friends finding out about it, because I don’t want anybody I care about to get involved, or in his line of fire. I just need someone else who can threaten him — I don’t think I’ll be enough on my own.”

@indentedheartner // continued from here

Ugh. Aubrey really, really did not like this guy. But she did need his help. And… she did have an offer, though it really felt like making a deal with the devil. No matter how she sliced it, in this situation, she was going to be mean. She was going to hurt someone. And it was going to be on purpose.

“That kid you like picking on, Daisuke or whatever. I’ll break his legs for you.” She does not make eye contact. She looks away, closing her eyes. Wincing with the thought.

But the thing was, she would do it. She would hate it, but she would. Aubrey was that desperate.

[blightts]

He looks as if he’s about to laugh, but quickly covers his mouth with his scarf, and looks away.

“As if your status as a neurodivergent minor takes away from all those war crimes you committed.” This is a joke. Yami is joking. He may not sound like it, but he is.

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“As if your status as a neurodivergent minor takes away from all those war crimes you committed.” This is a joke. Yami is joking. He may not sound like it, but he is.

[ ☆ ] » "Wait, was someone calling me out for some reason? I'm quite literally neurodivergent && a minor."

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hey. hey, you. yeah. you know that prompt you're afraid to send? send it. that open starter you're really worried about answering? no worries, just answer it. i am on my knees BEGGING people to stop letting anxiety get in the way. anxiety is a silly goose. ignore the anxiety. you're not actually afraid of your mutual. they want to write with you. they want to get to know you. otherwise, you would not be mutuals.

this is officially me telling you to send that scary prompt and reply to that terrifying open starter. send the DM saying "hey i'm breaking the ice bc you're really cool and i want to get to know you and write with you". this is my challenge to you: take the leap, because that brief window of anxiety is not strong enough to stop you from making life-long friendships on this site!

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[ shelter ] — okay but a Felinette situation would be KILLER with this actually, either Marinette as herself or as Ladybug 👀

[ shelter ] sender uses their body to shield receiver from danger

Felix froze. Here he was, about to be attacked by an akumatized villain — one that could seriously hurt him, too. Why did he have to be out here now? He was on his way to visit his cousin, just coming from the train, and now he could be injured! He closed his eyes, bracing for the worst. Yes, he could be, but…

The blow never came. He wondered why, before he opened his eyes. In front of him, hurt, lay Marinette Dupain-Cheng. A girl who he’d grown to like, though he’d never say that aloud. She must’ve taken the blow for him, gotten hurt in his place.

Panic set in. Why? Why would she do something like that? Why would she protect him — someone he thought she resented? Felix scrambled to her side.

“What are you doing?!” He snapped, “Don’t sacrifice yourself for me!”

It sounded strained, even he could tell. If she died for him, Felix would never forgive himself.

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@indentedheartner // continued from here

Ugh. Aubrey really, really did not like this guy. But she did need his help. And… she did have an offer, though it really felt like making a deal with the devil. No matter how she sliced it, in this situation, she was going to be mean. She was going to hurt someone. And it was going to be on purpose.

“That kid you like picking on, Daisuke or whatever. I’ll break his legs for you.” She does not make eye contact. She looks away, closing her eyes. Wincing with the thought.

But the thing was, she would do it. She would hate it, but she would. Aubrey was that desperate.

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"Ya' have so much potential, I'm proud of ya'. I think you could even challenge the Elite 4 jus' fine heheh."

(For Kieran!!)

“Really? Aw geez…” Kieran finds himself rather flustered by the compliment, and he rubs the back of his head in a nervous way. He is a strong trainer, that much is true. He… he regrets how he initially got that way, to be honest, but…

“Thanks. I… I still have to get better, though! Not necessarily stronger, just… better. I’ve got a goal I’m always aimin’ for. I… want to be on the same level as someone specific, y’see.”

He may not be antagonistic towards them anymore… but they were still rivals, after all.

“Maybe I should try it, though.”

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[ ☆ ] » "Hey Yami!" Beloved star has finally returned from overseas. "Sorry to keep you waiting. You still wanted to hit that torture museum or whatever, right?"

@cardplays

“It’s not a torture museum.” Yami retorts, “It’s an execution museum. There’s a difference.”

That said, Kuroda is happy to see Ouza. There’s an inkling of a smile, very slight, but noticeable to those who know him. Well, in any case, he quickly covers his mouth, a sigh escaping his lips only moments later.

“Yes, I still want to go. Do you have a problem with that?”

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