#✂ – real

[bloodyarn]

@bloodtwin

Look at them, our children...

[jaeyongdx]

⎯ ✂ ⎯ real ⎯

lately, he's starting to understand how daeyong feels.

today, the experiments lasted well into the night.

usually they tell him what they're planning to do, to give him some illusion of choice. sometimes jaeyong considers saying i don't want to, just to see what happens, but he figures it's not worth the risk. besides, so far, none of it has been worse than what he's already endured in his life. some sick part of him shares the same curiosity he's sure the researchers have, too: how much can he take? how much can he bend before he breaks?

today they didn't tell him. they just came with a big syringe, and said this is going to make you unconscious. you'll be safe. he wonders if they think he's stupid – if they think he hasn't seen his brother's memories, and leafed through the fragments of reality and whatever they planted in his head. he'll be safe? he doesn't trust them. he hates them. sometimes he considers killing them all. the lead researcher has a nice scar on his neck, and on his arm. he isn't sure if he could bleed him out by himself. maybe.

but they injected him with whatever shit they had in the syringe, and he blacked out within seconds.

he caught on quickly, after a few startlingly realistic and detailed dreams – memories, but slightly off-kilter, something always a little wrong. they weren't him. of course he could tell he didn't conjure the images himself – at least not entirely. they wanted to see how precise his power detection was.

he probably should've pretended he didn't notice, but jaeyong's pride will surely be the death of him one day, because instead, he pointed it out, over and over: that's not real. i see you. you'll have to do better than that.

( cw: body horror, gore )

and they did. first it was even smaller changes to his memories – some he's sure he didn't notice in their entirety. and then they switched the approach, disrupting pleasant memories with horrific imagery: teenage daeyong's body splitting in half from his smile, cockroaches crawling out. one of his nephews he held in his arms exploding, covering him in chunks of their flesh. seoyun laying beside him smiling at him in one moment, then covered in blood and missing his eyes in the next.

not real, he said, despite the churning of his stomach. this isn't real, he said, despite the tightness in his throat and the prickling threat of tears in his eyes.

when he woke up – actually woke up, he didn't know where he was for several long moments. he just knew it felt different. he looked around wildly, searching for something unnatural to call out, and slowly reality sunk back in. the scientist in the chair beside him jotted something down on a clipboard, then said, thank you jaeyong. that's enough for today.

he doesn't get home until past midnight. he leaves his car in the parking lot at nepa hq and walks. he needs air. he needs time – to steel his defenses, to blink the vacant look out of his eyes and face his brother, who is not a pile of blood and guts. hopefully.

their apartment is dark when he arrives, and jaeyong takes his phone out of his pocket and uses the flashlight to make his way forward without tripping on anything. he shines it toward the couch, unsurprised to see daeyong there – more surprised that his eyes are open, staring blankly up at the ceiling.

"hey," he says, voice low, as if there's someone else he might wake up in the apartment. "what's up?" he's stopped asking are you okay? because daeyong is never okay. they broke him in there, leaving a mentally mangled version of his brother behind for jaeyong to drag out. none of this is okay.

but it also is. daeyong is here. daeyong is free – physically, at least. he is not a pile of blood and guts. he can eat real food and see the sunlight and sleep under a blanket when he gets cold. they can't hurt him anymore. jaeyong will do whatever it takes to make sure they can't hurt him anymore.

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[trancylovecraft]

Headcanons for Yandere JD from Heathers the musical?

(HEATHERS) YANDERE! JD x READER: Headcannons

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BARISTA'S NOTE: Damn, If it wasn't for my girl Yuno then this bastard would be the poster boy of the yandere trope. tHIS SHITS CANON. FANDOM: Heathers the Musical

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Okay, JD, This maniac.

I headcannon JD to be an Obsessive, Possessive, Violent and perhaps even a bit Manipulative and Delusional.

Obsessive in the way that its.. Well, It's JD! After a life of moving from place to place after his mothers death, He's become lonely. So when you come into his life, Willing to cure that ailment, JD is instantly all over you. He's not really obsessive about you, But the idea of you if that makes sense.

Possessive in the way that it ties into the last point, You're his only source of social interaction. You're his only friend and JD is not going to let anyone take you from him. You're HIS, Not anyone elses.

Violent in the way that JD get's absolutely livid if you do try to leave him. I mean, He tried to blow up westerburg for fucks sake! He's unstable and will get real volatile if you do try to get away.

Manipulative in the way that JD plays to your emotions. He'll make you feel guilty over the people he's killed, He'll make you feel like shit for trying to leave. Perhaps he'll even get you to assist in these murders, JD loves you but you must understand that this is just how he shows his love!

And Delusional in the way he believes that the entire world is against him, That it's all evil. But not you, You're an angel! You're the good in-between all the dirt, That's why he loves you so much! You can do no wrong in his eyes, Even if you do get a little bit confused sometimes..

I can see JD falling in love with you in a few ways.

The first is where you're an outcast like him, A social loner who doesn't really have anyone to talk to at break times. You're nice but you're quiet, Keeping to yourself.

I can see JD latching onto you after a single interaction. Maybe he drops something and you pick it up for him, Maybe you lend him a pen during class. Either way, It's the single domino to the catastrophe that will come later.

The second way is where you're popular, Really popular. So much so that you're part of the Heathers. Maybe you and Chandler have a history and that's why you're with them, But either way you follow beside her as one of the queen bee's in school.

But you're not mean, You're kind. Maybe you welcome JD into the school once he joins, Maybe you just say hello to him in the halls everyday. And this is enough for him, He becomes infatuated with you.

I'm going to go with the second option.

So you're a heather, You go to parties, You date, You do all the stuff a heather is expected to do. But it's not your style, You're only with them because Chandler was your friend growing up and you were hot enough to stay with her in the group.

But you make do. You're nice to everyone you meet, That's more your speed. You lead the student council, You organise school events and you make sure everyone has a good-time.

It's a good change of pace from all the stuff that comes with The Heathers. You have a decent life and it's future is looking pretty bright, With your good grades and status as the student council leader, You're destined to get into a good college.

Until JD turns up at the school.

It's pretty rare to get a student show up half-way through the year, And it'd be a pretty stressful time too. So you make sure to search him out and welcome him in here with open arms, You would've wanted that if you were in his scenario at least.

So you search him out, Helps that you and him share a class together. And before the bell rings, You find him early in his seat just getting ready for class.

And you walk up to him despite his rather cold demeanour, You introduce yourself to JD anyways and ask him how his first day was.

And JD is shocked.

Someone as pretty and popular like you greeting him? And in such a kind way? JD is at a loss for words, He's not usually welcomed with such warmth on account of his "bad-boy demeanour" and tendency to avoid crowds.

So when you welcome him to the school, Ask him how he's settling in. JD can't help but answer with a witty remark as an instant way to try strike up conversation.

And even though it doesn't last long due to the bell ringing and you needing to sit down and do your work, JD certainly can't take his mind or his eyes off of you. Looking at you more than the work in front of him.

He's the kind of yandere that gets interested fast, Not needing a second interaction to spike his interest. JD can already tell that you're perfect, An angel in your own right. He doesn't need any more confirmation.

Afterwards, Yeah, He's hooked!

After that, JD starts to follow you around just far enough so that you don't notice him. In school or out of it, He's just got to know more.

He eventually learns where you live after he follows you home one day. He learns what you like, Who your friends are. Your favourite flavour, If you have any pets or whether you drink coffee or tea.

Its all so perfect to him.

You start to find little gifts in your locker, Maybe a box of your favourite treats or even a flower that you're particularly fond of.

You of course, Being a heather means that you get a lot of attention from both guys and gals so receiving these things in your locker is not uncommon. Therefore you just go about your day, Maybe eating the treats of placing the flower in a pot.

JD begins to get violent, His tendencies starting to kick up. Anyone else that tries to ask you out, Anyone that you may sleep with, Anyone that you even just talk to gets a beat-down from the man himself.

I mean, How dare they try touch you? JD is by no means deserving of you and he knows it, But that doesn't mean everyone else is entitled either.

JD certainly tries to hang out in spots where you usually go just for the chance of seeing you, To maybe start another conversation with you.

By now you've definetly heard of what JD's been doing. Beating people up, The rumours spreading around about him. It freaks you out, Especially since a lot of the victims were your friends.

So you avoid him, Not wanting to anger him.

You know that JD is probably troubled. He's outcast with low social skills, He's joined the school half-way during the year and he's violent. You've heard the type and realise he probably has some home issues.

But you're not an adult, You're not professionally trained. You're just trying to get through high school, So you have no way to help him. It's not like you could get him any help, Westerberg is not known for it's counselling and you're not his friend so you don't think it's right of you to find him some.

JD for one, Is irked.

He doesn't deserve you in the slightest. Among the filth, The cruelty and the evil of the world you are the angel above them. JD is no better than everyone else, But he's certainly trying his best to get your attention.

He knows he'd be good for you, He knows he'd be the only one who'd be able to keep you away from all the dirt.

JD just wished you'd listen.

So he's gonna make sure you hear him now.

It's a completely normal morning, One day when you walk into school you're instantly bombarded with the news of a body being found in the ditch by the school.

You're horrified as you learn it to be one of the people you talk to often, Sometimes before and after class and within the hallways.

Its even worse to know that the body was mangled so viciously that the police suspected that it was a wild animal like a cougar that got to him, All before figuring out that it was a murder.

More victims pop up over the next few days, More and more bodies pile up. You're terrified, Horrified as they all were people you very much knew.

The next few weeks are tense and distrustful amongst the student body. You as the student council leader should know, As the majority of your school events have been closed due to safety reasons.

Somehow the school has been kept open despite all the victims being apart of their student body. Something about education reasons, You remember one of your teachers saying something about being too far into the school year.

People don't walk alone in the halls, Everyone looks behind their back. Everyone is suspicious of everyone, Mostly because nobody knows if the culprit is one of them.

Parties have started to die down. Not the crazy blow-out ones that you and the rest of the heathers go to, No, The people hosting them are too stupid to do so. But the ones with more common sense decide to just stop until all of this is over.

More and more bodies start to appear, One per week was the current rate. There have even been bets in your school to see who would be next, People rounding up the money. Its disgusting, It horrifies you.

Students have been instructed to walk home in groups. You comply as you walk home with Duke, Chandler and McNamara. You wanna stay safe, You wanna make sure you and your friends get home safe.

All until one day you enter your room, Greeting your parents at the door and going upstairs to your quarters. You only see that your bedroom window is cracked open before you hear the scream of a door slamming shut.

You near get whiplash from looking around so quick, Eyes widening as you stare dead at the face of JD standing in your room Blocking the door.

You can barely scream before he is on you, A hand covering your mouth while another snakes around your waist to form a twisted mockery of a lovers hold. All the while he tells you "It's just him!" "It's gonna be fine."

It certainly will not. Keep in mind the only interaction you two had was months ago, The rest was him beating the shit out of your friends. So you're horrified when he talks to like he knows you..

Thats when the realisation hits you.

You instantly start kicking and screaming in a desperate attempt to get out of his hold. JD tries to calm you but you do not listen anymore, He is the murderer that was terrorising your town.

Once you bite his hand and it relents, You beg for him not to kill you. You cry and scream for your parents, For him to let you go, For you to live!

JD doesn't understand why you're struggling so much, He knows he's not worthy to even touch you but he shouldn't be viewed like this! He should be your knight in shining armour.

JD knows that the people surrounding you have made you like this, Which is why he grabs the nearest blunt object, A lampshade, And bashes it over your head.

You instantly fall unconcious, If not too woozy to know what the hell is going on. JD catches you before you fall to the ground, Almost seeing it as a romantic gesture.

By now the commotion has alerted your parents, So JD throws you over his shoulder and makes his way back out through the window. Neither of you seen, No witnesses found.

This starts the domestic stage.

You wake up within an abandoned cellar. Its dark, Dusty, Cold and grotty. Spiders being common, Other invertebrates even more so.

The only things in there consist of debree, A makeshift bed of old blankets, A small box containg your belongings (And ones you dont remember keeping) and spiderwebs.

You try to get out but the old trapdoor keeping you in was in suprisingly good condition, And you had no tools to help break it down.

Its only hours after you've given up trying to break down the door, Huddled in the corner with your old dirty clothing does he finally appear.

You found out that he's keeping you in some old abandoned building outside of town that he so happened to have the key for. JD tells you that its not permanent, That he'll take you back once you've realised how shoddy the world is.

You of course, Are strong-minded and refuse to play in. But you can't fight back, Can't escape so all you can do is bide your time..

JD still goes to school to avoid suspicion, Making sure that nothing leads back to him. The outside world has deemed you a body they've yet to find.

When he comes home he always brings you your food and sometimes he brings you a gift too (Something that may help you escape). He also brings you a bunch of spare clothes too.

You're unable to shower since there is no running water anywhere, Your only source of hydration being the pack of water bottles JD brought for you.

JD only comes to see you before and after school, Him going home to sleep and him being in school are the only times he's away from you.

Whenever he is with you though, He keeps rambling on and on about his own plans. How horrid the world is but how amazing you were, Almost worshipping.

He also likes for you to give him physical affection, Him laying his head on your lap is a big thing for him. He'll force you to accept it too, Despite profusely apologising the entire time.

If the topic of another man or woman you particularly like comes into play, JD will instantly darken and get violent. He doesn't like it when you bring up someone other than him, You're his angel, Not theirs.

JD is unstable and might even strike you across the face for this, Not in control of his own actions. But straight afterwards once he sees you crying on the floor in pain. He instantly goes into hundreds and hundreds of apologies, So very sorry for harming you.

He won't forgive himself either, How dare he lay a hand on you?

If you do ever give into him fully then you will be let out of the basement. JD will forge a plan that would make it seem that you were held hostage/attacked, Lost and dazed (Depending on how long you were in there). Westerberg's police, Being underfunded as they are will not look into it.

You'd probably get back to school with a shit-ton of empathy and the man who found you, Now boyfriend, Hanging on your arm with a triumphant grin.

The only way I see you escaping this is to do what Veronica should've done and drive the fuck over to Seattle, Change your name and general appearance and never show your face in Sherwood again.

However if JD does catch you then its going to be messy. This man's violent tendencies will go on overdrive, He'll scream, Cry and may even kill you out of sheer unstable anger.

Of course if he does, He'd never forgive himself. So much so that he'd feel like joining you..

Overall he's JD. Yandere posterboy. Good luck with him!

[writersp3n]

···➯ 𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐞: 𝐒𝟎𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞

⋆.˚ ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐗 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞; Masterlist and other things regarding my blog are on my site. I started writing this before, we found out about that scraped ending (thank god they didn’t put it in.) At first, it was his family (of my own headcanon.) But I changed it to his mom last minute. I'm also finishing up a request I got it’s almost done so it's probably coming out in a day or 2. And this is my first Sebastian fic, def not the last one either. AO3

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; You knew Sebastian missed his life before UrbanShade, so you try to give him what you could of it.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠; Cursing, Fluff, Angst, Crying, Slight Sebastian Backstory spoilers (?), Reader and Sebastian are genuinely nice to each other.

8.27.24 |𝟏.𝟏𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

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You were clawing through the vent to Sebastian's Shop, but once you got in there, he wasn’t there to greet you with a snarky remark. It didn’t take long for you to find him, sleeping in his makeshift bedroom area. Tail hanging off the edge, swaying slightly but something was off. You could hear soft whimpers and mumbles coming from where he rested. “M-mom, I didn’t do it, I.. I didn’t kill those people.” You heard him say as he tossed and turned, he was having a nightmare. 

Walking over to the area where he rested, there was a ladder, partially covered by his tail. Nonetheless, you could still use it to wake him. You could hear him call out for his mother once more, and others mostly feminine names, but one “Michael” that was a boy's name for sure. Was it his son? Father maybe? No couldn't make sense that he was calling his dad by his real name; It had to be his son. 

You were nearly at the top before his tail whipped around, and you pulled back dodging it. “God damn giant..” you grumbled, pushing yourself up on the ledge. Brushing your knees you crept over to Sebastian’s shelter, making sure to not step on anything he might’ve had in his makeshift bedroom. As you stood over him, reaching down to tap him on his shoulder you watched as his face contorted with discomfort and his ears twitched. You observed him for a few seconds watching, waiting to see if he would wake up himself, but he didn’t. Instead, he whimpered and mumbled more calling out a woman by the name of Abigail, his body twitching and he began to toss and turn more. 

It began to bother you to see his discomfort crouching down, you gently placed your hand on his shoulder shook him, and called out his name a few times. “Sebastian, Sebastian get up. It’s me.” 

“Mom?” He reached out toward your hand, but instead of pulling away, you let him grab you. “No, it's y/n” you answered,  “You were having a nightmare, I just wanted to wake you up.”  Pulling your hand back from my shoulder. You took a few steps back, giving him his space. 

“Thanks.. for that.” 

“You’re welcome”  

Sebastian made his way down the ladder, to shop part of the room. You followed behind, you were getting ready to climb back down before he spoke up.

“Jump.” 

“What?” 

“I said jump,” He repeated himself. “I know what you said but what.” You furrowed your brows, “I’ll catch you,” he added. You looked up at Sebastian and back down at the floor, and again, you looked back at him. “ You want me to jump and expect you to catch me?” You question all you got was a simple nod in return. “Ready?” he asked, extending his arms, prepared to catch you. Taking a deep breath, you stopped the back of it, giving yourself a run start before you jumped off the ledge half of you expected the fall to the ground and just died. You came to a stop when you felt Sebastian’s hand wrapped around both of your arms and gently placed you on the ground. “That wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be.” 

“Take whatever you need, free of charge.” The serpent stretched out his two upper arms, while the third one scratched his back. You paused for a moment, before speaking. “You sure?” 

“Positive.” 

You gleamed, smiling as hard as you ever have since you’ve been with Urbanshade. You quickly ran over to the table stuffed a few batteries in your pocket, grabbing a flashlight, beacon, and a medkit. “Thank you so much, Seb I promise I'll make it up to you next time. You have my word.” And with that, you crawled right back to the vent and went on with your task.  

 You left Sebastian, alone to sit with his thoughts. Usually, he would be thinking about collecting stuff off of dead Expandables but this time was different, the memory of his wife calling him was the only thing he could think about, she was the only woman to call him Seb.

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Pushing open the vent that led to Sebastian's shop you called out, “Seb, I got something you gonna really like!” All you got was a hum from him before he approached you. He watched as you started pulling things out of the bag you had, which was weird usually they don't let expendables bring anything with them down here. “Here's the normal stuff you ask for, but I was able to convince them to let me use a laptop and a printer.” Smile plastered on your face, you handed him a file ‘S0lace’. He took it, of course, opened it, and looked at the papers carefully. Flipping the pages there with photos of people, he knew these people it was his family. His mom, Wife, son, and his daughter. His brows furrowed as he glanced up at you “Why?” 

“The last time we saw each other, you were having a nightmare.” You said glancing down at the ground, nervous about how Sebastian might react. “You were calling out to people, your mom..” You paused, “You were calling for her, and your wife. I just thought you would like to know what they were up to in life.” You spoke quietly, picking at your nails you felt Sebastian stare at you. 

Sebastian listened to your short explanation as he continued to look through the folder, his sisters were there, and his younger brother as well. “And you got this past them?” He questioned, you nodded in response yet that did not satisfy him. “Words.”

 “I- I did.” You stuttered, “I um, it wasn’t easy though I uh almost got caught, but I got it down here for you.” You recalled the memory, the room was filled with silence. Before you felt Sebastian's lower arm wrap around you and pull you in for a hug. Sebastian was buried into your shoulder, as you stood there in shock for a few seconds before returning the gesture. “Th-thank you, I- You don’t understand how much his means to me.” You heard him mumble. “You’re welcome.” You replied, you felt your shoulder begin to dampen. You started rubbing Sebastian's back, “It’s okay, you don't have to hold it in.” You comforted him.

Sebastian began crying, his body relaxed, as he sobbed. In all your time knowing the giant blue sea creature you never saw him cry. but yet you coddled him in this moment.

[winterscaptain]

A Joyful Future Masterlist - Part I

Aaron Hotchner x Female Reader  Aaron Hotchner x Gender Neutral Reader

updated: november 15th, 2021 total finished works: 166 works in progress: 23 planned works: 107

summary: canon-divergent, big family!au

currently working on absence part ii and the mean-it era

beta’d by @ssaic-jareau​, without whom none of this would be possible

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▶ episodes i’m planning to adapt for ajf ✸ smut - explicit sexual content (18+ only, minors dni) ✦ suggestive content - non-explicit suggestions of intimacy, drinking, etc. ☰ fem!reader (all other fics are gender neutral) ◎ graphic/edit ✂ director’s commentary ☎ podfic 

Part I: Cicatrize

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2007

Advocate Cicatrize ✂ | 3x01 "Doubt" - 3x11 "Birthright" Ambition Aaron Hotchner's Letter of Recommendation ◎

2008

▶ Working Title: Reflections | 3x05 "Seven Seconds" ▶ Working Title: Worser Instincts | 3x16 "Elephant's Memory" ▶ Working Title: Developments | 3x17 "In Heat" Dreaming ✦ Intellectual Guesswork | 3x19 "Tabula Rasa" Familiarity | Crossover: NCIS 5x19 "Judgement Day, Part II" Focused | 3x20 "Lo-Fi" - 4x01 "Mayhem" Constellations | 4x02 "The Angel Maker" Buffer Through and Through | 4x03 "Minimal Loss" ▶ Working Title: Milestone | 4x05 "Catching Out" Players Bedtime ▶ Working Title: Grounded | 4x07 "Memoriam" Pride | 4x08 "Masterpiece" Dead Man's Hand ☰ | 4x09 "52 Pickup" Unfair Midnight ✦

2009

At Risk Part I | 4x10 "Brothers at Arms" - 4x11 "Normal" At Risk Part II | 4x12 "Soul Mates" - 4x13 "Bloodline" A Kindness | 4x16 "Pleasure is My Business"

Part II: Fear Itself

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2009

No Deal | 4x18 "Omnivore" ▶  Working Title: TBD | 4x21 "A Shade of Grey" Collision | 4x23 "Roadkill" ▶  Working Title: TBD | 4x24 "Amplification" Outnumbered Fear Itself | 5x01 "Faceless, Nameless" Enough ✂ Infirmity | 5x02 "Haunted" Push | 5x04 "Cradle to Grave" 5x05 "The Eyes Have It" Nightmare Realized | 5x09 "100" Hands | 5x09 "100" Nightmare Recalled | 5x09 "100" Stay Arrangements An Unrivaled Force of Nature | 5x10 "The Slave of Duty"

2010

Exceeding Expectations | 5x11 "Retaliation" Three's Company Sunburnt ▶  Working Title: TBD | 5x18 "The Fight" A Horrible First | 5x16 "Right of Passage" Unbecoming | 5x21 "Exit Wounds" ▶  Working Title: Blackout | 5x23-6x01 "Darkest Hour/Longest Night" An Opinion

Part III: Berry Hill

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2010

A Real Hero | 6x09 "Devil's Night" Short Notice Berry Hill ▶ Working Title: Berry Hill (Aaron's Version) Two Inches Stowaway ✸

2011

No Help A Chance of Snow Waldosia | 6x18 "Lauren" - 6x24 "The Big Sea" Absence | 6x24 "The Big Sea" - 7x01 "It Takes a Village" Mean It ✸ ☰ | 7x01 "It Takes a Village" Mean It (SFW + Gender Neutral) ✦ | 7x01 "It Takes a Village" Firsts ✦ Impression Gossip: A Prelude ✦ ☰ Surreal About Time Second Best Obligated | 7x10 "There's No Place Like Home" Conspiracy The Pleasures of the Elder ✦ ☎ Not Complaining ✸ Mistletoe ✦ ✂ Bring It ✸

2012

Gifts & Notices Symptoms Hide

Masterlist Part II

Masterlist Part III

[angelicizedeve]

☆⋆｡ 𝓭𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓴 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𖦹°‧★

featuring: felix x reader

synopsis: after having an uncomfortable encounter at a bar, your best friend, felix, drives you to his house and you stay the night.

CONTENT WARNINGS: you get harassed by a weird man at a bar, mentions of alcohol consumption, kinda forced proximity, a bit of angst which ends in fluff, a couple swear words

word count: 1.8k

notes: wow i'm back from the dead after taking a 7 month break from writing! idk if i'll continue to write tbh, maybe once in a blue moon BUT we'll see!! anyways i hope you guys like this <3. i branched out of genshin and have now entered the world of kpop writing.

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You shifted uncomfortably in your seat. You were out with a group of friends at a popular bar. It was a Friday night, you looked cute, and were surrounded by friends. You should be having fun, but all you wanted to do was go home. Big and loud gatherings weren’t really your forte. You leaned over to your friend next to you, saying over the noise that you were going to get another drink.

You let out a deep sigh, sipping at your drink and mentally preparing to leave the bartending area and go back to the big group, when suddenly a man approached you. He had this look in his eyes that automatically made you uncomfortable. 

“hey little lady,” he said, as you tried to hide how you were cringing at that horrible nickname he just called you, “how bout i buy you a drink?” He placed a hand on your thigh, making you instinctively uncross your legs as he started moving his hand up and down. “I- um…if you want to..” was all you managed to respond with. 

“Here's what I want:,” he said. He moved behind you to put both hands on your waist. “to get you something to drink, take you home, and-”

Your eyes widened in disgust at the next part.

Oh my God… You thought.

This man has no manners. It’s no wonder he’s so fucking weird; it’s ‘cause no women wants to talk to him. 

“Sorry, but I'll have to decline.” You said in what you hoped was a firm voice.

His hands tightened around your waist.

“Please stop touching me.”

“I don’t think you understand just what I can do.” He hissed.

You realized that this wasn’t going to be as easy as you thought. You could already tell he was very drunk and wouldn’t just “back off” if you told him to (once again). You tried to catch the eyes of the bartender, but they weren’t paying attention. Only a miracle could save you.

“Hey babe, is this man bothering you?”

Your eyes shot open and you turned to see another man. It was Felix.

“Hey, stop touching my girlfriend dude.” He said, pushing the man away. “Don’t come near us again.”

The man gave both of you a dirty look and left. You breathed a sigh of relief, turning to thank your saviour, Felix. He was your best friend. It was as if the two of you completed each other. He was always sweet and caring to everyone he came across, so it was a bit of a shock to see him yell at the man. In your years of friendship you had never really heard anything like that.

Felix immediately turned to you and started explaining himself. “Hey, sorry about the whole boyfriend-girlfriend act. I just saw how uncomfortable he was making you and-“

“No no, it’s completely fine. Thank you so much.” you said with a smile of gratitude. 

“He didn’t..uh, hurt you..did you?”

He looked like he was ready to beat the man up if you gave him the word.

you quickly shook your head, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly he tensed up. 

“Crap, he’s looking at us.”

Felix quickly put his hand on your waist and plastered a smile of adoration on his face. 

Damn it. He looks so cute right now. Imagine if I was really his girlfriend. I could get that look everyday.

You told yourself to snap out of it. No WAY you were wishing to be his (real) girlfriend. 

Get a grip y/n. You’re just friends. 

But that stupidly adorable puppy dog look on his face is making it really hard for you to use common sense, despite you seeing it nearly every day when you hung out together.

What’s wrong with me?! 

You cleared your throat. “Hey…can you drive me home? I just don’t feel comfortable getting into an Uber alone with a stranger..” 

Felix nodded understandingly. “Do you wanna go right now?” he asked. You nodded, making a mental note to text the rest of your friends saying that you’re tired and going home. Felix led you outside to his car.

It smelled nice, clean, and had soft, warm lights lining the dashboard. He put your apartment address  into his GPS and started driving. The gentle rocking of the car slowly lulled you to sleep, until you were gently shaken awake. “Y/n, we’re here.” Felix softly said. “Oh, sorry. I must’ve dozed off..” you said, still half asleep. “Thanks for the ride. I’ll talk to you tomorrow!” You made your way out of the car and up the steps to the apartment you shared with your friend.

That’s when you remembered you didn’t have the key. So you knocked on the door and waited for your friend to open it.

You see, you had left your key in the apartment to prevent yourself from losing it at the bar. Your friend was supposed to let you in, but apparently they weren’t home because nobody came to answer.

Shit.

Nonono..

Felix rolled down the car window and craned his neck at you. “Is everything okay Y/n?”

Panic set in as you realized there wasn’t really any good solution to this. You walked back to the car, crouching down to be at eye-level. “I- [friend's name] was supposed to open the door and I don’t have the key. And now they’re not home and not answering their phone.” 

Felix laughed at you. “Oh, I see. You can stay at my place tonight if you want. I’m sure Han and Hyunjin will be happy to see you.” You contemplated it for a second. You did need somewhere to stay. It was dark out, and who knows what kind of people you’d come across if you opted to sit outside your apartment door waiting. But…you’d already made Felix drive you all the way to your apartment. “I promise it’s okay.” Felix reassures you. the dilemma you were having must’ve shown on your face. You gave in. “..Okay. Thanks Lix.” 

A little while later, you arrived at Felix’s apartment. He shared it with a few other friends in your guys’ circle: Hyunjin and Han. You’d always see them whenever you came over. When they first met you, they thought you were Felix’s girlfriend. You had to tell them about a million times that you were both just friends.

So why were you suddenly wishing you were more than that?

“Are you okay?” Felix asked.

You snapped out of your thoughts. “Yeah..just tired.”

✂ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

A while later you were ready to go to sleep, wearing one of Felix's t-shirts and his pajama bottoms. They were both way too big on you, but you needed something to wear to sleep.

“Okay, goodnight Lix. And thank you again for letting me stay at your place.” You gave an apologetic smile, which Felix returned. 

“You can take my bed and I’ll sleep on the couch. If you need another blanket it’s in the closet.” He said.

You blocked him from exiting his room. “Um, no way. I’ll sleep on the couch. You already are letting me stay over, it’s the least I could do.” 

Felix smiled. “Y/n, it’s fine. The couch is comfortable anyways!”

“Perfect, then I’ll go sleep on it.”

Felix leaned down to be at eye level with you, flashing you a smile that made you melt a little.

“You’re so stubborn, you know that?” 

“Thank you.” You said proudly.

Your faces were so close to each other, just inches away. You felt blush spreading like wildfire across your cheeks.

You dropped the pillow and blanket you were holding and suddenly your arms were hooked around his neck, your lips pressed against his. Your hands entangled in his hair, his planted on your waist. His tongue gently prying open your mouth, allowing you to taste him. You wrapped your legs around his abdomen, his arms supporting you and leading you to his nearby bed. You broke apart, breathing heavily. Felix adjusted himself so his back was resting on the wall, you straddling him. You decided to be bold and slip your hands up his shirt, feeling his toned body.

He gently pulled his face away from yours. “Wait, Y/n, I don't think we should do this.” Felix said in a strained voice. Your hands immediately retracted. Embarrassment seared your face.

Of course. 

He’s your best friend and nothing more. 

Why would you do that??

You swallowed thickly, getting off of the bed.

“Wait, I didn’t-“ Felix started, but you cut him off.

“No no, I understand. It’s fine, I promise. I’ll go sleep on the couch. Goodnight.” 

You grabbed the blanket and pillow that you’d discarded on the floor and exited his bedroom before he could say another word.

✂ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Ah!

You sat up abruptly, breathing quickly. 

It was just a bad dream, it was just a bad dream.

Great. A nightmare on an already horrible night. 

You glanced out the window. It was still dark outside. 

Where even am I?

You started recalling the events of last night.

I left the bar, then I didn’t have the key, and then…

You looked around the room, remembering you were at Felix’s place. You nearly had a heart attack when you saw him sleeping right next to you on his bed. 

I fell asleep on the couch though?!

He must’ve carried you into his room.

You slowly got out of the bed, gently moving the sheets. Suddenly, you felt a hand grab your wrist. 

“Wait, stay with me..” Felix said in a quiet voice.

“Lix I-”

He gently tugged your arm back towards him. You got back into bed and he pulled you close, so that your back was to his chest.

“Is this okay?” Felix whispered.

You held his hand and snuggled closer in response.

A moment of silence passed.

“You know…about earlier,”

You winced at the embarrassing memory.

“It wasn’t that I didn’t want to do that stuff, I just…I don't know. I didn’t want you to make a drunken decision, and I didn't want it to be something you regretted.”

You turned to face him.

“I wouldn’t have regretted it.” You whispered.

A small smile crept onto both of your faces.

“Really?”

…

“Really. I love you Felix, and part of me doesn’t mean in a friendship type of way.”

“Me too.” Felix whispered, lifting his hand to cup your cheek. It was warm, and comforting. He pulled you closer to him, planting a kiss on top of your head. You nestled into his chest, inhaling the fabric softener scent. 

“Goodnight Lix.”

“Goodnight Y/n.”

© angelicizedeve 2023

[istarveforplatonicptnstuff]

Pookie, what do you think of ptn characters being self aware au?? I need another platonic for that😍😍😍

Pookie 😿 The way that I wanted to answer this right away, but I ended up thinking about it for half a day, since today I had to finish counting tears in a plastic bottle (life update, today was my GRD and they had me recite 50 STEPS 😀 Changing patient gown and iv infusion + insertion 😢 But I SLAYED because I got perfect and one mistake in the other 😎) - Idk about ya'll but... You probably found out about the game based on the ad that had MISS 🤭 MAAM 🥰 Zoya... You guys don't understand the GRIP 😩 it had on me when I saw the ad for the first time... So, after watching THE ad that saved LIVES 🤩 including mine ofc 😊 You downloaded the app, despite having ZERO experience playing a tower defense game... 😶 That was me, highkey projecting rn... 😔😔😔 - So after days of getting used to the game, you started watching the interrogation since you were quite curious about the sinners backstory... 🤔🤔🤔 After finishing part of Hella's interrogation, you started to notice weird things happening in the game.

- If you put Zoya as your display character, she starts getting too real about asking you how your day was. And telling you stuff like; You better level me first 😤😤😤 because I'm the only who can protect you bbgirl... 🐺 Girl... This wasn't here before 🤨 so you definitely looked it up, but to no avail... So you probably felt special... 😍😍😍 Like, for me??? 🥺 Oh my gah 😱 I'm never letting you go POOKIE 🤭 Though you got jumpscared by the way Zoya suddenly responded with, That's right... I'm your pookie now... 😈 Making you press the home button on your phone due to how much you are FOLDING rn... 😳😳😳 Zoya canonically RIZZING you up pookie... *Sighs in not being able to relate because I'm not You pookie... 😞* But lmao imagine saying words like, Pookie 😍, Rizz 😏, and Bbgirl 🐺 to THE Zoya, like this is sending me rn... The way that I giggled a lil bit too hard writing this, feeling a lil EMBARAZZED picturing how Zoya would probably react to this... She's probably amused at you fangirling about her character, gives me FANSERVICE queen vibes like??? 😳 She knows how to play her role TOO well... 🥵

If you decide to put Adela as your display chara... (Though, what you know about my POOKIE Adela??? 🤨 Maam, I probably need to see that I.D for verification that you are INDEED another Pookie of Adela's... 🧐🧐🧐 /j I SEE 👀 you that one Adela pookie in my comments rn... So, this one's for you 🥰 and a lil bit of a spoiler pooks, if you see this rn... I'm writing another installment to our fav hair stylist soon...) - Adela would DEFINITELY give you good advice about hair... Me thinks my girl Adela knows FASHION 💃 Because, you cannot convince ME that this girl doesn't know how to dress up, like??? Her default outfit? SLAYED THE BOOTS DOWN 👢💥 So, rest assured you guys chose the right girl to display because this girl DON'T play around with both SERVING looks and SLAYING in one setting like girl... Me thinks if you like asmr, and had it on playing in the background and she hears and sees how it relaxes you... She probably would replicate it, like girlie had a secret career brewing and thought that we didn't notice??? 😯 Pookie, at this point, if you want to sleep or just relax... Hop on the game rn... Adela's doing 💈✂ barber shop 💇‍♀️ asmr... 😴😴😴 Adela havers be having a good night sleep, being blessed every night with her calming atmosphere... (Average Adela fan spotted, I will YAP when I hear her name...) Her voice lines would make you feel that you guys were besties from the start, or it's either like she's your mom friend and you guys get to hanggg around when she's not too busy SERVING the customers 💅

Not the soul siren 😭 but if you guys put her as your display character and you eat in front of her during a break... Sis will ROAST you like she's a copy of Gordon Ramsay, but more CUNTIER 💋 Girl acts like you are one of her 5 star chef and DEMANDS that you eat something else... 🙄 Babes really think you're rich 💳✨ and have MONEYYY to eat ✨exquisite✨ food... Only the best food for her caretaker. Girl really said that like you was her maid or something like??? WHAT? 😭😭😭 Lowkey judges you like you're BROKE or smth, same thing applies if you're actually not broke or like... College student tingssss, which makes it even WORSE because sister manages to convince you to buy her skins every time or pull copies of her... Pookie, I think she's a secret marketing agent of AISNO... 🤨 Girl WILL be obsessed with you the moment you max her, forfeit all moral possessions for her, and HER exclusively... 🤐🤐🤐 Sis does not leave you alone even after all that... She's hard to please 😞, in short but she warms up to you when you show significant improvement in your life... It's giving... Strict asian parents vibes 😶 Though, for realsys she isn't mean but like she's hard to predict pookie... I think she's kinda more on the practical side of things... When I mean practical, like your cooking skills... Critiques you as if you're in culinary school... 😃 Tough love for you pookie 💔 But dw, she'll change... When you manage to impress her with your cooking skills, of course 😇 Extra An: Pooks, if ya'll want more... 🤭 Comment which characters you want to see in this series or request other stuff that you want to see... The more KRAZY 🤪 it is, the more likely I am able to EAT 🍴 it up (Though, your pooks wouldn't be active much/still brewing some ideas 🧍‍♀️) TOODLES!

[laxmiree]

[CN] MLQC Season 2 Chapter 59 Translation [Lucien’s Route (3/3)]

⚠️  SPOILER ALERT  ⚠️

This post contains a VERY HEAVY SPOILER for the chapter that has not been released in EN yet! Feel free to notify me if there are any mistakes in the translation~

Lucien gazes at the shallow bite mark left by my teeth on his hand, a hint of amusement mingled with helplessness in his eyes.

With his other hand, he gently pinches my cheek.

"Is this how Miss Werewolf executes me?"

Translation under the cut!

[Previous Part-> Click Here]

—[Lucien's Route - 10: First Clearing After Rainstorm]—

As dusk falls, my face grows increasingly pale as Lucien escorts me back to my room.

MC: As the game progresses, I feel like the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and even my head hurts more.

I can't help but reach out to rub my head, but Lucien gently holds back my wrist. His fingers gently brush against my skin as if offering some kind of comfort.

Lucien: I have a better way to relieve it. Come with me.

He guides me to lie back on the bed, and I rest my head on Lucien's right leg, feeling his fingertips slowly massaging my temple.

Lucien's fingertips are purposely dipped with water, and their slight coolness gradually soothes my mind.

When I slowly open my eyes, his silhouette is tenderly outlined by twilight, with the light catching on his eyelashes and casting a focused shadow.

The continuous sound of flowing water since entering the mansion seems to fade at this moment, leaving only our breathing amplified in my ears.

MC: [softly calling out his name] Lucien.

I can't help but call his name. Lucien looks at me and blinks.

MC: I hope we can see each other again tomorrow and walk to the last day together.

Lucien: I hope we can make it through the night safely too.

Lucien bows his head, his lips brushing my forehead in a kiss as fleeting as morning dew.

Lucien: [whispers softly] MC, may you have a sweet dream tonight.

I close my eyes and fall into a brief slumber, waking up just in time for the werewolves' activity period.

I don't know when Lucien left, but I still feel his presence lingering in the air.

I shake my head, dispelling the wild thoughts from my mind. No matter what, the game isn't over yet, and tonight is undoubtedly even more critical.

✂———————–

I quickly meet up with Mousy. To avoid any misunderstandings between us, I specifically explain what happened in the morning.

MC: It has been three whole days. If I don't identify a real werewolf, they might start doubting my identity as the seer…

MC: We will achieve victory soon. Do you believe in me?

I confidently recited the lines I had rehearsed during the day. Mousy seems taken aback by my directness and nods in agreement.

However, I am fully aware that the longer the hunter survives, the less likely the werewolves are to win.

As I think about this, I don't feel any regret, but rather more and more at ease.

Perhaps in the time I can't see, Lucien is also taking steps closer to the ending which belongs only to the two of us.

Braving the deafening rain, we head to Joker's room again. As we open the door, a flash of lightning strikes a giant tree in front of the window, charring it.

I refuse Mousy's help and personally push Joker into the pool.

Watching the deep green color disappear into the water, I feel a sense of relief that I haven't felt in a long time.

That night, I had a rare good night's sleep. By the time dawn arrived, the rain had already stopped.

It was still some time before my usual wake-up hour, but instead of waiting for Lucien to come find me, I took the initiative to push open the door and go out.

Lucien's door wasn't locked; it opened with a push. He stood by the window, looking at the clear, blue sea.

Lucien: [gently] You’re here.

After being confined all night, the morning breeze flows lightly into the bedroom, ruffling his hair and revealing his smiling eyes.

Lucien: Did you have a sweet dream last night?

Thinking about the scene where I personally "dealt with" the Joker last night, I smile.

MC: [smiles happily] Mm, I had a very good and happy dream~

✂———————–

Soon, all the players are gathered in the banquet hall again. The long, once full table is now left with only a few people.

Apart from Lucien and me, there are only four people left.

Zhao Jianqiang, who was already not in a good state, is lying on the table today, tapping his head.

MC: Can you still hold on? Do we need to tell the officials?

Zhao Jianqiang waves his hand, putting on an "I can still manage" expression.

Zhao Jianqiang: ....Boss, don't worry, I can still work overtime when the game is over!

.......In this state, it's better not to work overtime. It would be troublesome if there is a work injury.

Before joining the game, he was busy editing the film "Odyssey." After this ends, I really need to give him a proper vacation.

Simply put, let's "liberate" him tonight.

As I am pondering, Zhao Jianqiang suddenly stands up.

Zhao Jianqiang: Let me speak first... I am actually the grave keeper. Yesterday, the baldhead that MC checked was indeed a werewolf.

I quietly look around, and no one questions Zhao Jianqiang's words. Without a doubt, my identity is ultimately confirmed.

MC: Then I'll also share the results of my check from last night. Luckily, I identified another werewolf.

I stand up under everyone's trusting gazes, my eyes falling on the burly man who has been very low-key these past few days and is now quietly watching me.

MC: It's you, Mr. Gentle Giant.

Another round of execution is over. In the eyes of everyone, the Seer has successfully identified the Werewolf for two consecutive days, and the game is about to end smoothly.

Or rather, no one is willing to think about the authenticity of my identity anymore.

The irreversible ending is always difficult to accept.

As I get up and walk out of the banquet hall, I'm suddenly called out to.

??: MC!

White Angel rushes over to me. It seems like she has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, a shy blush coloring her cheeks.

Angel: The game is almost over, MC. You're in a very dangerous position right now.

Angel: I have a good idea who the next werewolf is. Don't worry, I'll protect you tonight!

...I never expected that the person who gave the wolf faction a bad start would be right before me.

MC: Are you the Guardian?

Angel: Yes! My judgment was right. With you as the Seer, we will definitely win.

Angel: You might not remember, but we've actually met in real life.

MC: Eh…?

She sees the confusion in my eyes and explains to me with a smile.

Angel: I am a nurse and volunteer for the An Kang Charity Project. I am responsible for caring for deteriorating patients.

Angel: When you came to report, I was the one who received you.

Angel: I deliberately 'subverted' my dress style in the game, so it's normal if you didn't recognize me at first.

‘Carnival Night’ has been going on for so many days, I have completely immersed myself in the identity within the game.

Suddenly hearing about real-life matters, I feel a surreal sense of suspension. I ponder for a while and finally nod in realization.

MC: Oh, it's you!

Angel nods, looks towards Lucien not far away, and whispers in my ear.

Angel: Mr. X is Professor Lucien, right?

Seeing me nod, she beams a radiant smile.

Angel: It's really you! I'm thrilled to meet a media person who tirelessly reports on deteriorating diseases and Professor Lucien who has been dedicated to researching deteriorating diseases.

Angel: Participating in the closed beta of 'Carnival Night' turned out to be the luckiest thing for me this year.

Angel: Even after leaving the game, as a regular healthcare worker, I will continue to support you all!

After Angel leaves, I stand there, my heart feeling like it's stuffed with tangled knots of thread, a strange sensation I can't quite describe.

Even though it's just a game, deceiving someone with expectations and trust in me still leaves me feeling a little guilty.

My empty right hand is enveloped by another warm hand. Lucien has walked to my side without me noticing.

MC: You heard everything?

Lucien: Mm.

Lucien and I interlocked our fingers, palms pressed tightly together, sharing each other's warmth.

Lucien: [chuckles softly] You've done very well.

—[Lucien's Route - 11: First Clearing After Rainstorm]—

I bite my lip, suppress the emotions in my heart, and smile at Lucien.

MC: Looks like my role as a producer has contributed a bit to the care of deteriorating patients~

Lucien nods, his seriousness clearly visible in his eyes.

Lucien: Not just a bit, but a lot.

Lucien: After all, scientific research isn't purely about rational study; it's intertwined with human emotions and interests.

Lucien: Just like in 'Carnival Night,' those who grasp logic and truth may not necessarily surpass those who manipulate hearts and exchange interests.

I nod slightly, feeling a bit guilty, and listen as Lucien continues speaking.

Lucien: The media can both widely disseminate the latest scientific research results and play a role in monitoring and holding scientific research accountable.

He pauses briefly, then adds softly.

Lucien: —This helps prevent issues like academic misconduct and unethical research practices during the scientific research process.

His gaze seems to drift away from "Odyssey" and look into the distance.

Such an expression makes me inevitably think of the night he took me to the abandoned research institute. I can't help but ask.

MC: Are you... thinking about Mr. Xu?

Lucien, however, shakes his head. When he looks at me again, his eyes remain calm and serene as usual.

Lucien: In the path of scientific research, there have been many such things in the past. And in the future, there will be many more.

Seeing my puzzled expression, Lucien smiles.

Lucien: For example, research on deterioration worldwide has stalled at this stage.

Lucien: Many research institutions have adjusted their research directions and terminated research projects as a result-

Lucien: -And for those projects that still exist, obtaining funding has also become more challenging.

Lucien casually picks up a glass of juice from the tray carried by a passing butler and hands it to me.

Lucien: Given this background, those who continue striving for deterioration research are making efforts to revitalize this research direction.

Lucien: For them, more than studying deterioration itself, what's crucial is making 'innovative discoveries', securing funding, and sustaining the research institute.

The deliberately emphasized tone makes me vaguely understand the implied meaning of Lucien's words.

MC: You mean... some of them have started to take desperate risks?

Lucien nods, his expression still indifferent, revealing no specific opinion or feelings toward these people.

Lucien: Among the organizations researching the deterioration disease that approached me for cooperation, quite a few are involved in such activities.

MC: [worriedly]…What about you? Is there similar pressure at Ultima Bioscience Research Institute?

Lucien: I'm fortunate that there haven't been any so far. Therefore, I can focus more on my research.

Instinctively, I tighten the grip on his hand, and I see Lucien give me a gentle and reassuring smile.

Lucien: [chuckles] It's getting late. Don't forget we're still in the "Carnival Night". Do you want to see other places?

✂———————–

That night, Mousy and I pushed Zhao Jianqiang into the pool.

Since I have already decided to stay with Lucien until the end, I no longer consider the strategy or the winning and losing of the werewolf faction.

After saying goodbye to the seemingly downcast Mousy, I return to my room with a relaxed mindset and quickly tally the votes.

Mousy and I have 2 votes together, while Lucien and the White Angel have 2.5 votes together. It seems that tomorrow will be our last day as werewolves.

I lie on the bed, turn over, and a strong sense of unreality rises in my heart.

Carnival Night has been going on for several days now, and apart from being startled by Brother Genius on the first night, it seems like everything has been thrilling but safe…

But I have actually always been very concerned about what Brother Genius said about the "game rule loophole" on the night he committed suicide.

Why was he able to go out at that time, and how did he kill himself?

Thinking about this, I remain puzzled, feeling as if a little claw is scratching at my heart, making it uncomfortable to lie down or sit.

Finally, I steel myself and stand up from the bed.

Since the werewolves are going to lose tomorrow anyway, why not take advantage of this long night and go out to investigate?

I look at the clock on the wall. Although the time for werewolf and seer activities has passed, dawn is at five o'clock, and there are still a few hours to go.

So, I get up and walk to the door. After silently giving myself three seconds to hesitate, I decisively open the door and walk out.

Sure enough, I am not punished or sent back to my room for coming out during off-activity hours.

The large mansion is already empty, with most of the room name plates having the players' names crossed out.

I walk alone through the secluded corridor surrounded by pool water, searching for anything unusual.

My body trembles when I reach the atrium, and I stand frozen in shock.

The light in Brother Genius's room, which should have been offline a few days ago, is on.

My heart tightens uncontrollably as I hold my breath and walk to the door. Before I can push it, the door opens from the inside.

Lucien: Good evening, MC.

Lucien smiles while holding the door, and the indoor light dyes a warm hue on his hair. He steps aside and invites me in.

Lucien: Please come in.

I walk in as if on a sleepwalk and sit down. After glancing around the room, my eyes fall on Lucien, and I can't help but stare at him.

MC: Why are you sleeping here... Isn't your room on the other side?

Lucien: I couldn't sleep, so I often wander around at this time. Did I scare you?

MC: Not really, it's just…

I ponder my words for a while, feeling a headache coming on and a bit of irritation growing in my heart.

Having reached this point, I no longer care about our identity as werewolf and hunter or about the mansion owner's personal tasks.

So, I look at Lucien and decide to stop hiding anything, pouring all the questions in my heart in one breath.

MC: Alright, I actually want to know, when did you start coming out at night?

Lucien: [frankly and without hesitation] Since the night of the third day.

I look at his calm expression, feeling only more puzzled.

MC: But why risk breaking the rules to do this? Is it because you discovered something?

Meeting my questioning gaze, Lucien smiles slightly.

Lucien: Because at that time, I realized the same thing you are realizing now: there is something suspicious about Brother Genius's death.

Lucien: The game is based on rules: werewolves kill humans, humans vote players out, and the only two execution methods in the game are pushing them into the water.

Lucien: Out of so many humans being killed, only Brother Genius's death was different.

With a graceful gesture, he motions for me to look towards the bedroom door.

Lucien: There are some bloodstains on the outside of the door frame that haven't been thoroughly cleaned. He walked out of the room and died at the door.

Lucien: So I infer that he was not killed by the werewolves, and the werewolves' target on the first night should have been Joker.

MC: ...How do you even know this?

Lucien: [chuckles] It's just a guess based on intuition and understanding.

Lucien's eyes curve into a smile. Though he frames it as a guess, his words carry an undeniable insight.

Lucien: I guess there is a cute classmate in the werewolf faction.

Lucien: [the glee in his tone! he doesn’t even hide his happily wagging ‘fox tail’] This classmate has a low tolerance for Joker, yet still wants to play with me, the hunter, for a while longer.

His hushed voice mingles with the secretive sounds of flowing water, cloaking his words in suspense.

Lucien: After all, for the werewolves, it's far too dangerous and unbelievable for a hunter to survive until now.

Lucien: What do you think, Miss Werewolf?

The facade I've been barely maintaining in front of everyone finally crumbles entirely at this moment.

I look at Lucien, feeling more relieved than frustrated.

This is wonderful, I can finally be completely open and honest with him.

MC: You figured it out long ago, didn't you?

MC: From the first day... no, from the moment Mr. Hunter first saw me, you knew, didn't you?

Lucien leans in close, his fingertips gliding across my face, from the wisps of hair on my forehead to the corners of my eyes and lips, which are taut from tension…

Lucien: So cute.

MC: What?

His non-sequitur leaves me flustered, and I instinctively lean in closer, trying to hear him clearly.

Lucien: Your small gestures as you lie, your feigned innocence when defending yourself, and your little wickedness in weaving traps for victory... They are all very cute.

MC: …..

I am rendered speechless, unable to argue, yet finding the sly Lucien before me utterly infuriating.

I reach out and grasp his hand as it caresses my cheek, stare at him for a moment, and then decisively bite him.

MC: Mr. Hunter's guess is correct. But it's too late. We're about to win.

—[Lucien's Route - 12: The wind is calm, and the waves are still]—

Lucien gazes at the shallow bite mark on his hand left by my teeth, a hint of amusement mingled with helplessness in his eyes. With his other hand, he gently pinches my cheek.

Lucien: [chuckles helplessly] Is this how Miss Werewolf executes me?

I spread my hands out, letting him pinch my cheeks, and I can only speak unclearly.

MC: I wish I could, but unfortunately, it's not the time for the werewolves to act yet. You've just narrowly escaped death!

Lucien releases my cheek and gazes at my impassioned demeanor, his eyes crinkling into soft crescents.

Lucien: Well then, I must thank you, Miss Werewolf.

MC: Then can I accept a thank-you gift from you?

Lucien tilts his head slightly, his eyes openly revealing a look full of indulgence.

Lucien: [with that very indulgent tone of his] Of course, you can. What do you want?

MC: We previously agreed to explore the waterway structure inside the mansion together, but various delays have prevented us from doing so.

MC: Regarding this, I want to complete it and solve this mystery before the game ends.

Gazing at Lucien with anticipation, I catch a smile on his lips.

Lucien: Alright. Tonight, I can satisfy all your wishes.

Lucien: Let's go, we have many places to go.

✂———————–

We walk hand in hand through the mansion, quickly finding what we are searching for since most of the rooms are empty.

All water pathways on the blueprint that we draw connect to form a magic formation and the center of the formation ultimately converges in the master room deep within the mansion.

Exchanging glances, Lucien and I enter the master room once more.

Under the moonlight, the originally clear water takes on a dreamlike pink hue, with soft waves rippling gently.

However, I can not forget that this vivid pink is formed by the bright red blood from those executed, gradually flowing throughout the mansion and gathering here.

A faintly visible magic circle lies deep within the water as if awaiting its final “sacrifice”.

All the clues from the game so far finally connect in my mind, forming a vague conclusion.

Perhaps this so-called island banquet was nothing but a long-planned sacrificial ceremony from the very beginning.

Even though I don't know what the final result of this magic circle will be, I no longer care.

Lucien and I lock eyes, and he gives me a sly wink.

Lucien: It turns out that the lady of this mansion before me is actually so dangerous.

Since Lucien has already guessed my identity as a werewolf, it's no surprise that my identity as the mansion owner is also revealed. I pout.

MC: Yeah, although I just found out about all these things too. But now, I no longer care about these settings.

Pulling Lucien along, I get into the dreamlike pink pool and smile at him.

MC: I just want to bring this Carnival Night to an end that belongs to us.

We hold hands tightly, wading through the water just like last time. However, this time, I am the one leading us to our destination.

The pressure in the water gradually increases, my breathing becomes rapid, and the curiosity and desire to explore in my heart compel me to speak.

MC: Lucien, can you tell me why you have been helping the werewolves?

Lucien: I'm not deliberately helping the werewolves.

Lucien's deep gaze falls on me, his low voice echoing in this seemingly infinite space.

Lucien: I'm simply doing what I want to do and witnessing the result I want to see.

MC: ‘’Result”?

The rippling water casts dappled light on Lucien's face, which holds a faint smile.

Lucien: Whenever I see you in action, I want to know what you will plan, what kind of decisions you will make, and what kind of statements you will say…

Lucien: [gently] I want to explore every side of you and witness where you'll ultimately arrive.

His gaze on me is burning and clear, as if tangible.

Lucien: And the result is... you, finally arriving before me.

[:”””” he must feels so happy that regardless of everything, out of so many possibilities, she just wants to run to his side🥺]

My heart skips a few beats, and my voice drops to a whisper.

MC: B-but I'm doing something "bad" though…

Lucien: But this isn't reality, is it?

Lucien: It's precisely because tonight is a “carnival" night that I get to see another possibility of you and cherish this possibility.

He says, tapping the tip of my nose.

Lucien: Besides, I haven't missed any of those guilty expressions you make after being "bad" each time.

We have reached the center of the pool, at the top of the magic circle, and I open my arms to hug Lucien.

MC: [smiles softly] Alright, you've seen everything about me and guessed it all. This werewolf is cornered now.

MC: But before I'm out, I have one greedy wish.

MC: Mr. Hunter, may I "choose" you tonight?

Lucien's heartbeat remains steady as he gently strokes my head, as if what I said were merely an invitation to a date.

Lucien: [with that indulgent and gentle tone again 🤧] Is this what you wish?

MC: Mm. Ever since I gained the role of a werewolf, I've often found it troublesome. There were many times when I didn't want to continue.

MC: However, just imagining moments like this, when only you and me left, makes me want to linger in this game a bit longer…

Lucien lowers his head and looks into my eyes, his gaze containing a hundred kinds of unspoken tenderness.

Lucien: From the very first second I saw you on this island—

Lucien: I had already accepted this choice.

Lucien hugs me back, letting me lead him as we sink into the water together.

The pink pool water blooms with large swaths of gorgeous crimson. At the moment he is eliminated, a chill also spreads across my waist.

Blood continues to flow from the bullet hole, and my vision quickly fades into darkness.

✂———————–

[Literal chills as I translated this part ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ. I personally like how the whole chapter echoes their relationship progression throughout the main story. Even if they're clearly on opposite sides, they always find a path where they can walk side by side—'enemies' that just want to 'play' with each other as long as possible and protect each other, with Lucien speaking out for MC during the day and MC kill everyone else but Lucien during the night🤧. Lucien's "Queen-maker" aspect is also reflected in this chapter. He guides her but doesn't dictate because he always respects her choice, no matter what it will be. In addition to that, he looks forward to every possibility she can become through her choices and cherishes them. In the end, he lets her be the one leading him to whatever end she chooses for both of them, even if it's to kill each other and die together for love༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ ]

✂———————–

Lucien and I are transported back to the assembly hall. As soon as we open our eyes, we see the eliminated players noisily gathered together.

Brother Genius: See, there's definitely a loophole in this game! The wolves can even kill two people in one night! My attempt the other night was a breakthrough!

Uncle: A temporary setback does not define a hero. Next time, I won't be eliminated so easily.

The sound of various discussions about the game fills the air. I quickly pull Lucien to a corner.

Lucien: Is your head feeling better? Do you want to rest after the summit ends?

MC: I'm okay, I'm okay. It's strange, but as soon as the 'Carnival Night' ended, I felt much better!

MC: Hehe, just now, I was eager to end this game quickly, but now I feel a bit of regret.

MC: What about you? Did you enjoy "Carnival Night"?

Lucien gently tucks away a stray strand of hair from my face, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Lucien: I really like it, our own special ending.

MC: Hmph, I also like to watch Professor Lucien fool and confuse everyone!

MC: At that time, I could only hold back from showing any expression; otherwise, I would have given myself away.

Lucien chuckles softly twice, his expression revealing a hint of contemplation.

Lucien: However… there are still some loopholes in the game's rules and punishment system. I believe the Infinite staff overseeing it in the background already know this.

MC: That's right... I was scared several times when I was the werewolf! Once by Brother Genius, and once when I saw you in his room…

I am thinking about the feedback to give to Infinite when Lucien suddenly opens a private message, seemingly communicating with someone.

MC: Is there any work that needs to be handled?

Lucien nods and closes the private message.

Lucien: It was the research team that had visited many times, pressuring Pete to meet with me no matter what.

MC: So persistent... How does Professor Lucien plan to handle it?

Lucien: This time, they have come up with some rather interesting hypotheses. I think we can give them a chance.

I can't help but pout and reluctantly hold onto Lucien's sleeve.

MC: Well, I also need to be busy with wrapping up the summit…

MC: When we're done, let's play more "Carnival Night" rounds together!

Hearing this, Lucien can't help but chuckle softly. He leans over and whispers tenderly in my ear.

Lucien: [chuckles, then whispers] Okay. Next time, it's your turn to explore my secrets.

After bidding a brief farewell to Lucien, I headed to find Zhao Jianqiang so we could proceed to the summit venue together. However, I discovered that he was already offline.

Without giving it much thought, I click on the teleport button for the venue, and the scene before my eyes gradually darkens.

✂———————–

Okay, so some context for the next part: What happens afterward is that the Loveland City Digital Technology Summit comes to a successful close. When MC wakes up, she finds Zhao Jianqiang becoming unresponsive after playing "Carnival Night." Zhao Jianqiang is taken to the hospital. The cause of Zhao Jianqiang's condition is unknown, and his vital signs are normal. But it's notable that he briefly had high brainwaves during the game.

✂———————–

—[Chapter 60-11]—

Inside the Ultima Bioscience Research Center, sunlight streams through the windows into the office, the warm light floating in the air and illuminating the entire room.

Lucien gently removes the game headset and rubs his temples, trying to relieve the fatigue caused by being immersed in "Odyssey" for a long time.

He takes a report from the tidy desk and grabs a pen, recording on it.

Sunlight spills over Lucien's shoulder, casting dappled light and shadows, gently enveloping his figure as he occasionally pauses to think.

In the report, he records every sensation he experienced during the "Carnival Night" game in detail.

This includes headaches, accelerated heartbeat, shortness of breath, and even slight tremors in his fingertips.

After finishing the recording, he pulled out a stack of white paper from the side of the table and neatly arranged it on the desk.

Without exception, these sheets of paper are filled with his sensory data at different points in time during playing "Odyssey". The densely packed handwriting appears particularly rigorous.

Lucien gazes at the detailed notes, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. After thinking for a moment, he takes out his phone and makes a call.

Lucien: Hello, Dr. Chen, this is Lucien.

Lucien: A patient named Zhao Jianqiang was admitted today, and I hope you can provide a copy of his examination report.

The tip of Lucien's pen glided across the paper, pausing at a piece of data.

Lucien: His situation is rather unique and may provide some insights for our research.

Lucien: In times of necessity, I will not rule out requisitioning him as an experimental subject.

✂———————–

[Next Chapter-> (not yet released)]

[letshaikyuu]

can i um request sugar daddy au with kuroo bokuto ushi and iwa 😔👉👈

> haikyuu's sugar daddies.

a/n: i love this request and the amount of comments my friends and i make about wanting sugar daddies, this request is right up my alley AND APPARENTLY, there are 7 types of sugar daddy relationships so let's get started

warnings: if you don't like money or sugar daddies, do scroll past and i do mention sex a few times so under the cut ✂

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> kuroo tetsurou

"Sugar dating - combines the intertwined life of companionship with sex"

i can't see Kuroo as only being a behind the scenes man and sending you large amounts of cash out of the blue. nu uh, he's too interested in other people's lives, especially the life of his sugar baby.

the relationship will quickly developed if kuroo finds you interesting and his interest shows with him sending larger and larger sums of cash with each transaction.

as written above, sex does end up becoming a staple of this situation of yours. mind you, he is very upfront about his desires, so he immediately tells you that this situationship might turn sexual, giving you the opportunity to back out.

he does bribe you into doing things like: "if you give me a kiss, i'll give you 10€" or "give me a blow job and i'll buy you that new phone you've wanted"

> bokuto kotarou

"Compensated dating - monetary or material compensation for grabbing a coffee, a meal or attending a specific event together"

i don't think he'd have time or think much about having a partner, especially with a life as busy as his. so, that's where a sugar baby would come in! honestly, questions this possibility very frequently, but gives in in the end.

i feel like he'd ask you first how much money you'd like to be sent and if you need the number to be raised. will splurge on you all the time if you don't tell him to stop.

if he takes you out for coffee, it's a super pleasant experience because he's super nice and interesting to be around, and if he sees you reacting well to him, his behaviour and jokes, you bet your bank account is going to be singing as you finish your cup of coffee.

takes you to volleyball events as his "partner" and boy, the money you get afterwards is unbelievable. never pushes you too far and only does PG-13 things.

> ushijima wakatoshi

"Compensated companionship” includes a wider range of activities and often involves the person becoming more intertwined in the man’s life.

he'd want his sugar baby to be more of a partner to him, but without being labeled such? that sounds like such an asshole move, but oh well. also, this type of companionship rarely includes sex, like in this case.

he just wants someone who is willing to come to his games, greet him afterwards and go back to his place for a nice celebratory meal - no strings attached.

also the one who splurges unbelievable amounts of money and still thinks he's giving you too little. texts you quite often and asks of you to accompany him to the store, go buy some new gear for him and so on...always ends up buying you some stuff as well.

very very open about this situationship and isn't afraid to talk to anyone about it. it's his money and time he's spending with you, so why would anyone care about what he does?

> iwaizumi hajime

"Pragmatic love - the sugar baby is more than happy to let a sugar daddy care for them, and hopes eventually to be in a romantic, long-term relationship with him."

come on, who wouldn't want to end up with this man? he's like the epitome of all that's sexy, manly and appealing to the eye AND he's super cute and nice, so totally understandable. at first, he doesn't even know the effect he has on you.

out of the four, i believe he's the one who'd most likely convert or "upgrade" your situationship into a real relationship because iwaizumi seems like an emotional person - he loves love.

he also loves taking care of people, so besides giving you money for everything you need, he frequently invites you over to his place for a nice home cooked meal, movie marathon, some good sex if it's his birthday and such...it hits him pretty quickly that he's fallen for his sugar baby.

you don't have to wait long for him to properly ask you and start referring to you as his partner and not just someone he spends his money on because it feels nice to care for others.

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ending note: i forgot how annoying it is to tag things here...

[simandy]

The BOLD THE FACTS tag

The Rules are simple! Tag people and name a character you want to know more about! If you want to let the person you tagged decide who to showcase, then don’t name a character and they can pick somebody. Easy! The person who is tagged will then bold the remarks below which apply to their character &, if they want to, include a picture with their reply!

I HAVE BEEN TAGGED AGAIN! This time, it's on @van-yangyin

Big thanks to my co-author, Laura, for answering this :D

Arthur Selestyne!!

$ Financial: wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty

✚ Medical: fit / moderate/ sickly / disabled / disadvantaged / non applicable

✪ Class or Caste: upper / middle / working / unsure / other (prince/soldier)

✔ Education: qualified / unqualified / studying / other (drop out)

✖ Criminal Record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no / has committed crimes, but not caught yet / yes, but charges were dismissed

[ FAMILY ]

◒ Children: had a child or children / has no children / wants children

◑ Relationship with Family: close with sibling(s) / not close with sibling(s) / has no siblings / sibling(s) is deceased

◔ Affiliation: orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parent / not applicable 

[ TRAITS + TENDENCIES ]

♦ extroverted / introverted / in between

♦ disorganized / organized / in between

♦ close minded / open-minded / in between

♦ calm / anxious / in between

♦ disagreeable / agreeable / in between

♦ cautious / reckless / in between

♦ patient / impatient / in between

♦ outspoken / reserved / in between

♦ leader / follower / in between

♦ empathetic / vicious bastard / in between

♦ optimistic / pessimistic / in between

♦ traditional / modern / in between

♦ hard-working / lazy / in between

♦ cultured / uncultured / in between / unknown

♦ loyal / disloyal / unknown

♦ faithful / unfaithful / unknown

[ BELIEFS ]

★ Faith: monotheist / polytheist / atheist / agnostic

☆ Belief in Ghosts or Spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✮ Belief in an Afterlife: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✯ Belief in Reincarnation: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

❃ Belief in Aliens: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

✧ Religious: orthodox / liberal / in between / not religious

❀ Philosophical: yes / no / in between

[ SEXUALITY & ROMANTIC INCLINATION ]

❤ Sexuality: heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / asexual / pansexual

❥ Sex: sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favorable / naive and clueless

♥ Romance: romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favorable / naive and clueless / romance suspicious

❣ Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

⚧ Potential Sexual Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

⚧ Potential Romantic Partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

[ ABILITIES ]

☠ Combat Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

≡ Literacy Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✍ Artistic Skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

✂ Technical Skills: excellent / good /moderate / poor / none

[ HABITS ]

☕ Drinking Alcohol: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / Alcoholic

☁ Smoking: tried it / trying to quit / quit / never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / Chain-smoker

✿ Recreational Drugs: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / addict

✌ Medicinal Drugs: never / no longer needs medication / some medication needed (insulin) / frequently / to excess

☻ Unhealthy Food: never / special occasions / sometimes / frequently / binge eater

$ Splurge Spending: never / sometimes / frequently / shopaholic

♣ Gambling: never / rarely / sometimes / frequently / compulsive gambler

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(FOR REAL) if you see this post going around and is not being tagged, THIS IS YOUR CHANCE. IM TAGGING YOU RIGHT NOW. IN YOUR HEART.

Yes, you guys are being tagged trice!!!. BINGE FUN :D

[phneltwrites]

be the place you call home ✂️🩷

hiiiiii 💜

I am like details obsessed so im cheating with a list of fave minor details:

wilhelm being bad at football <3 because it's part of his personal growth to do stuff without the expectation of being perfect

fighting for my life to not use pronouns for Petter, why is English so hard

wilhelm was crown prince "like in real life?" lmao

simon having a full time dilation incident while listening to a boring story. been there

plant dads wilmon

(honourable mention to all of the ways wilhelm is fighting off panic attacks that simon isn't noticing: running in his ridiculous cold weather athletic outift, doing All The Chores, outfit choreography, carefully drinking water)

✂ I really wanted to put in a scene where Simon and his university friends go to karaoke!! if I had any brain now would be the moment to write it but just imagine along with me for now. Purpose of the scene was to show again that Simon is disconnected from this group and having to rethink how he's defined himself cause their music choices do not overlap (there's a Carola v Karol G joke in there). Songs that he never thought much about turn out to be Spain Spanish and they don't know them at all. There's a brief agreement about Shakira but even when it's songs he knows, he doesn't have the vibe. He doesn't dance! He doesn't clap on time! They try to fix his hip work but it's hopeless.

I thought maybe I could bring it back later in the fic where he could be like fuck you i know who i am and sing Ella by Bebe which I picked out as a song that Linda might have loved back when she was pregnant and played for the kids growing up. But I couldn't make either fit.

It goes a bit like this:

"What do you mean you don't know Selena?" Carlos looks absolutely gobsmacked.

Simon squirms. He knows music! He does! But he doesn't know everything. When it comes to Spanish music he knows the stuff his mom played and he knows things that come out recently - he stays on top of it, okay? He listens to Rosalia and Bad Bunny. He won't win any obscurity competitions but he is reasonably au courant. He thinks. He hopes.

This is none of that. This is some weird void where nothing is familiar to him.

"What about Juanes?" That's Marco. Simon also doesn't know.

"I like Bebe," Simon interjects desperate to prove he knows things. Who is he? He's not like this. What does he care what they think, he knows what he knows. And yet.

There's a pause. At least he can claim the victory of throwing them off their argument.

"Like Bebe Rexha?"

Simon gives up.

[bloodyarn]

What if Babsi (presumed you didn't recruit her) travels with the tiefling refugees??? And absolutely not almost dies because she is tadpoled and doesn't have the artifact's protection.

[marauderseraconfessions]

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✎ disclaimer: i do not agree with everything posted on here! they are submitted by the community, not myself.

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[trancylovecraft]

HELLLO !!

i saw you did yan! paswg stuff on your blog (unless you don’t anymore idrk)

i saw wondering if you could do a drabble/headcannons on brief?

(make sure to take breaks!! and not to overwork yourself :D)

(PASWG) YANDERE! BRIEF ROCK x READER: Need (Drabble)

RECEIPT ✂- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

BARISTA'S NOTE: dw i still do paswg! and thank u so much!! hope u enjoy! FANDOM: Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt

Thank you for ordering!

Come again soon!

"D-Do you need another drink? I can go get one for you!"

"No, I'm fine, Thanks."

"What about napkins..? I'll go get some!"

[F/N] didn't really know how it happened, Not really remembering a specific beginning point for when Brief came into her life. She knew it was in a bang, Quick and sudden, But that was about it.

Ever since that unspecified point in time, He had followed her around like an unclaimed puppy. Always trailing behind her, Lurking around either by her side or around corners.

She could tell where he was by the red of his hair, Unmistakable from within a crowd. [F/N] knew that he followed her around, Knew that he swam after her like a duckling to a mother swan.

It irked her at points too, Especially when he kept asking over and over if she needed something. Did she need more food? Did she want to borrow his jacket? She honestly just needed him to go away.

But [F/N] didn't have the heart to tell him that.

[F/N] watched him scamper away from the cafeteria table she sat at, Her friends chatter like crows cawing together on a wire as they all watched him go. Something demeaning, Something they didn't even hide when he was around.

He never seemed to care though, Always keeping a stable face. And she never had the guts to tell them to stop.

Its not like she could anyways, The amount of friends she had seemed to be dwindling by the day and [F/N] just couldn't afford to let anymore go, Not unless she wanted to be alone that is.

One calling off sick, Another switching schools and ghosting [F/N] on her socials. It was strange, But she supposed all good friend groups must come to and end, That's how it usually worked for her anyways..

Brief pranced back over to the table, A generous amount of paper napkins placed down onto the side of her food tray. A lovestruck smile on his face that [F/N] just didn't seem to catch.

The first time he had taken one of her friends out had been a complete act of mania, Something he had done out of uncontrollable anger.

It was unlike him! Truly! Even after he had bludgeoned her skull in and kicked her body about, He had been terrified of himself and what he had done.

But just like bathing in hot water, It got easier overtime.

The second was planned, Well at least Brief knew that he wanted to kill her. And after the mess he had forced to clean up through his own bubbling tears, He knew he had to be a bit more careful.

Some part of him knew it was wrong, Knew that what he was doing was horrible and irrational to do. But he shoved that part of him away, The end goal to enticing to let be.

[F/N]. She was perfect.

Her hair, Her eyes, Her skin, Her clothing. The way she rolled her eyes when she heard he friends say something stupid, The way she walked home from school saying hello to everyone she passed.

She was just so.. Amazing. How could he not follow her around?

She was an angel incarnate, Not like the Anarchy Sisters, But a real, Proper Angel.

So Brief let it go, Let it all be shoved aside in favour of his own desires. He didn't mind the blood and the guts, The bruises and the bodies.

Not if it meant he got her in the end.

[bitter-panacea]

Goultard's backstory, comparing the Dofus manga and the special episode Part 2 - Falling in love

Part 1

The special ep and the manga are the most different when it comes to Goultard falling in love.

The most notable difference is that Goultard falls in love with one witch instead of three. Certainly because they thought Gou having three girlfriends/wives at the same time wouldn't be politically correct enough for a short film meant to be showed to french tv channels as a way to prove Ankama had what it takes to make a tv show (Wakfu).

In the manga, Goultard goes after a trio of witches, the dark sisters, who keep stealing food from their village and causing chaos. He's not really interested in stopping them, really he's just charmed and intrigued... (maybe he's kinda fascinated... and wishes he could be free like they are idk idk maybe who knows)

Kiki : Alright girls, I've got everything we need... Let's go!

Guy : Well, Goultard? What the hell were you doing? These three witches ransacked the whole village! And you didn't even lift a finger!

Goultard : I... I don't know, I wasn't myself, they must have cast a spell on me... / Guy : A spell? My ass. You're losing it! Talk about a hero... You're a pervert, that's what you are!

The way this guy talks to him like he's a completely useless imbecile really proves Goultard's only respected as long as he does what people expect him to do...

So he throws a large boulder the size of a small boulder at them, making them drop the bag of stolen food.

Kiki : Listen little peasant, we don't want to hurt you. Give us that bag and you'll leave safe and sound. / Elvie : Pretty cute for a little peasant.

Goultard : Shush... A small demonstration is better than a long speech...

Kiki : You think we're impressed, you pretentious macho? (Still... A tree with only one finger!) Let's see what you can do againsnt our magic powers!

Dark sisters : Take this! / Goultard : I wonder which one is the cutest...

They insult him, make fun of him, threaten and eventually attack him... and I guess that totally does it for Goultard. This is also exactly what Algathe did before he fell in love with her, so I'm pretty sure that's just his type.

Goultard : Now, you've really gone too far... You've burnt all my clothes off! (Gou like "teehee oops i'm naked lol ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ " )

Kiki : It's impossible... No man can resist our magic! / Elvie : Seems like he can.

Goultard : Now, may I give you some advice? / Kiki : Keep your advice and take this!

Goultard : Please, don't make me hurt you! / Kiki : Ow, my arm. Where does this strength come from?

Goultard : No idea, I've always been pretty sturdy... Now, if you'll excuse me... I believe this bag of provisions must be returned to its real owner. See you later, girls! (omg nobody look! he's ass)

Ah yes... No creature could resist Goultard, whether monstrous or feminine... / Kiki : What a guy... / Elvie : I'd like casting a love spell on him.

They dont ever say it, but you cant make me believe that these three "single" witches, who people call "sisters", (who lived together secluded from "respectable society"?) and did petty crimes together, weren't all dating one another. Goultard was just the latest addition to their cute little polycule. Thanks to his idiot rizz. And supposedly huge dick (If Elvie says so I believe her)

Elvie : Oh! Now that's what I call a magic wand!

His dick pictured here, here and here (pictures kindly provided by @dj-m0th thank you lmao)

( ＾◡＾)っ✂╰⋃╯No!! you leave that thang alone!!

In the special episode, the unnamed witch initiates the flirting with Goultard.

She IS very cute even if she doesn't seem mean like Goultard usually likes.

They dont waste any time getting to know each other. As shown here by this VERY subtle broom riding illustration.

In the manga, the relationship takes a little more time to develop.

Thus, after a few months, the relationship between goultard and the dark sisters grew friendlier. They first began by repairing the damage they had caused and helped Goultard to fend off the most aggressive monsters.

Over time, the three sisters and goultard became more intimate / Kiki : Take your finger out of there, naughty boy...

Looks like they're having fun. Good for them, good for them....

His wedding was magnificent and thousands of warriors came to pay homage. They were even surprised to see some former enemies arrive during the ceremony.

(Cabotine isn't there, is she dead?)

Life went on and Goultard was the happiest hero in the world. / Monster : Goultard, you little worm, come taste my balls... / Goultard : Stay in bed, girls, I'll be back in five minutes... (He'll be back right after tasting this dude's balls I guess)

They had many children and lived happily ever after

They have four children, three boys and a girl. Riri, Fifi, Loulou, what the fuck is the daughter's name oh my god (Fun fact : Riri, Fifi and Loulou are the names of Donald Duck's nephews in french)

Goultard's family is what he cherishes the most in the entire world. He truly loves that simple domestic lifestyle....

And this is it! Happy ending! No looming threat in the dark and certainly no part 3 to this post.

Part 3 Part 4

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✂ snip snip ✂

“Do you have a safeword?” Slade asked.

“It’s not a real scene,” Dick protested.

“Kid, I’ve got you tied down, and I’m about to flog your back red,” Slade told him. “It’s real enough.”

Ok—that was fair. Dick thought for a minute and settled on, “Orange,” because he thought it would piss Slade off.

The light snort Slade let out told him it had, or at least that Slade had picked up on the intention. “Count to three,” he said.