#Aah No! Betrayal!

[iliketangerines]

down in place

a/n: sigh...it's johnny

pairing: johnny cage x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), pegging, orgasm denial, handjob, chest play, begging

you sigh, tilting your head to the side as you slowly rock your hips in and out of Johnny, watching as he squirms on the soft sheets of the bed and lets out a long drawn-out whine

your hand pumps at his cock slowly, your thumb barely rubbing at the sensitive tip and your grip barely providing any friction for his flushed dick

it had been almost an hour at this point of just teasing him, refusing to let him touch you and to keep his hands to himself as you kissed and sucked hickeys into his skin

he had complained at first, but the roughness of your fingers against his nipples quickly shut him up as you sucked on one and pinched at the other

the broad Johnny tattoo across his chest became decorated with your purple bruises of your devotion, your love, and your torture

barely had you even touched him, only letting his grind his hips up into you futilely as you played with his chest, squeezing and humming at the muscle

his hands had twitched at his sides, almost coming up several time to grab onto you, but he held onto his self-control somehow as he watched you pull down his underwear with your teeth

and then you had flipped him onto his knees, shoving his face into the sheets of the mattress and listening to him beg for you to touch him, to let him cum

you had ignored his desperate cries, letting his pre-cum drip onto the mattress and create a small pool of his arousal

neglect: it was the only word Johnny could muster up in his head as you stretched him out

never once had you touched his desperate flushed cock, not even a trace of pleasure, only the threads of desperation and need piling up inside of his gut as you continued to lavish his asshole with attention

your fingers avoided where he needed you most, moving around his prostate and only going in far enough to open him up to you

it was a delicious torture, one that had Johnny’s mind melting out of his ears and left his body twitchy and needy for you

and now, you thrust into him slowly, moving at what felt like a snail’s pace, your strap-on dragging along his walls and making him let out a choked moan

“f-fuck, please, please i-aah hah-i want to c-um!” his sentence comes out whiny as you clench the base of his cock and pull out until just the tip remains and then leave it there like that

you give him a disinterested hum, but your eyes rove over his body, the slight sheen of sweat over his stomach and his chest, the flex of his arms as he struggles to not touch you

his legs are wrapped around your waist and squeezing, trying to pull you deeper into him, and there’s drool starting to drip down his chin

it’s a betrayal, your eyes, how they seem to devour him, how they crave him so carnally, but still, the pleasure of watching Johnny Cage dissolve underneath your fingertips, becoming nothing but a mess because of you

the feeling is higher than any other pleasure, and you send him a smirk and continue to stroke at his cock lazily as you thrust in slowly

“hm, i don’t know if i should let you. why should i?” it’s cruel what you’re doing

“i-i’ve be-en-aaaaggh mmhhgh- f-fuck!” his reasoning quickly dissolves into desperate moans as you thrust roughly into him and rub your thumb along the sensitive tip of his cock

you smile down at him and laugh, “ah, well, it doesn’t seem like you have a good reason. i guess you’ll just have to wait a little longer.”

Johnny lets out a long whine, trying to find the words to retort back with, but the words crumble on his tongue as you press the pad of your thumb into the slit of his cock

it was a rare occasion to see him so desperate and flushed beneath you, you would not squander this opportunity to tease him, and a smile passes on your face as you see tears start to well up in the corners of his eyes

[sincerelyrki]

tequila & lime

Heeseung only loved two things in his life. One was you, and the other was the taste of you.

pairing : exbf!heeseung x fem!reader

warnings + genre : drinking. rich boy! heeseung. mentions of killing people. kissing. suggestive. not proofread but it’s grammar approved TT.

wc : 1.1k

a/n : disappeared for a few days but i’m back🤞 anyways tequila is the only like… slightly good alcohol so it’s mine and my friends go to. i’ve had this in my head since i went out on friday and i finally found time to write it ^^

perm written taglist : @vousty

In a twisted way, you were to Heeseung what a lime was to tequila.

There was something about you, something he’d never seen in anyone else. His nights were filled with the shades of you, the neon lights blinding him as your alluring eyes blinked up at him.

He would drown in your attention, his eyes closing as you raised your wrist towards his open lips, the salt coating his mouth as you tilted his tequila back. 

You’d be ready for his sour fill, the lime tucked between your lips as you used his hair to pull his face towards yours.

He’d keep eye contact as his lips closed against yours, the zest of the lime bitter on your tongue as he pulled it into his own.

His lips would leave yours for a minute, his teeth pressing down on the now sweet fruit, the peel falling to the ground as his hand wrapped around your neck.

But that was before. 

Heeseung glared at you from across the room, his eyes burning as he watched the way you twirled your hair at the man above you.

Your knees sat crossed against each other, white knee-high socks glowing under the LEDs. Your back was leaned against the wall, plush thighs pressed between you as you sat on top of one of the pull-up tables. 

His teeth ground together the longer he watched, a stale taste replacing the sour shot he had taken minutes ago. The burn of the tequila was rougher than usual, the lime tasting bitter without the taste of your lips mixing with it. 

Heeseung could tell that you were aware of his gaze, the lime between your fingers being the telltale sign. The betrayal was stronger with the alcohol flowing through his body, it hurt almost as bad as it did the day he called your relationship off.

He gave into the expectations of the people around him, their sunglasses covering their faces as their Mercedes roared with life.

He broke it off with you soon after everyone had found out. And in the process, he lost the one thing he’d ever truly loved, well besides his tequila.

But even now, he hated it more than anything.

The glass from his hand shattered across the floor, his expensive shoes crushing the pieces even more as he stomped toward you.

His hand squeezed around the man’s shoulder, his elbow drawing back as he tugged him away from you. His other hand pulled back, his lips pulling into a satisfying smile at the loud crack that sounded from where his fist met the man's nose.

“Say aah.” Heeseung pressed his fingers against the bottom of your jaw, his eyebrow raised as he waited for you to follow his orders.

Your lips dropped open at his words, the lime falling from your tongue as he used his hold on your face to tilt your head down. “Good girl.” He cooed at you, his face nearing yours to press a small kiss against your earlobe, “don’t try that again.”

Heeseung purposely blew cool hair against your sensitive skin, his lips moving down to lightly touch against your neck. “I’ll kill him next time.” 

Goosebumps spread along your body as your ex placed a single peck against your like point, fingers curling in your lap as you tilted your head to give him more space. 

For weeks you tried so hard to hate the man, your friend's angry nags tuning out the second the memories of him came back.

You knew him better than anyone else, which was why you were able to tell that he was lying to you.

He told you that he never felt anything for you, that you were nothing but a warm embrace that he could fall into whenever he felt like it.

He wasn’t a very good liar, nor a good boyfriend. You could tell he was embarrassed by you, the secrecy and excuses add up. 

But right now, you couldn’t recognize him at all.

Heeseung had never been the type of person to start fights, but he also wasn’t the type to drink himself into a blackout.

But things have changed since he’d last talked to you, he was spiralling.

Heeseung ignored the looks getting shot at him from around the room, his arm wrapping around your waist as he reached over to grab a new lime wedge.

He raised it to your lips, hovering as he waited for you to open your mouth for him.

He clicked his tongue as you stayed frozen, rolling his eyes as he used his thumb to pry your lips apart. “Bite down on it.” He shot you a sly smirk as you followed his orders.

He lifted the salt shaker towards you, the cold lid against your collarbones only setting the mood even more. 

He trailed a line of salt along one side of your collarbone, winking at you before he placed the shot of tequila back into your hands. 

His hands fisted your shorts as his tongue pressed against your soft skin, the salt mixing with the smell of your perfume causing his mind to go into overdrive.

His head tilted back as he controlled your wrist to go up towards his mouth, his mouth open as he poured the shot into his mouth.

You watched with wide eyes as Heeseung didn’t swallow, the tequila still in his mouth as he connected his lips with yours. 

He swished the liquid into your mouth, his tongue pushing the line between his teeth as he bit down into it.

He knew that the lime no longer served its purpose as a chaser, but there was nothing he loved more than the taste of you.

“Swallow it.” His lips barely left yours, his adam’s apple shifting as he swallowed down the remains. 

“Let me see.” you opened your mouth, tongue sticking out to show that you had swallowed everything. 

Heeseung wrapped your legs around his waist, his hands pressing against your back as he held your body tight against him.

“Let’s go to my place, yeah?” At your nod Heeseung picked you up from the table, your feet barely reaching the ground before he began pulling you through the crowd.

His hands were taught, his restraint nearing its end the longer he waited for your touch. He could feel your fingernails against the back of his hands, his back lighting up in a phantom pain as he remembered the way you would paint his back with long lines of red.

Heeseung wasn’t going to let you go again, he wasn’t lying when he said he’d kill someone for touching you. 

[starlight-write]

Bad idea

A/N: Yeah...it's been six months since I've even touched this blog but I have a new hyperfixation so here we are. Kind of wrote this in a daze but let me know what you think, as well as any other prompts or requests you'd like to see!

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairings: Ler!Alastor, Lee!Angeldust, Switch!Charlie (All Platonic)

Summary: Angel somehow convinces Charlie to pull a prank on Alastor. Neither are prepared for the consequences this will have.

Warnings: Tickling, Swearing, Mild sex jokes

Word Count: 2145

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Yeah this was a bad idea.

Rapid footsteps could be heard booming down the hallways of the hotel as Charlie and Angeldust found themselves running for their lives away from one of the most powerful overlords in Hell.

Charlie couldn't quite say what possessed her to get involved with one of Angeldust's pranks, maybe it was boredom or a desire to bond with her friend, but common sense should've told her to back out once Angel named their target.

It was no secret the Radio Demon had a soft spot for his favorite dish which he cooked at the same time each day without fail.

It was also no secret that the demon's oral hygiene was...lacking.

No matter how many times he was informed of this fact, politely or otherwise, Alastor just did not seem to care about keep that particular area clean.

So of course, when the spider demon suggested the two of them mix toothpaste in with the demon's jambalaya, Charlie knew the deal was too hilarious to pass up.

The look on the demon's face when he came back to see that his food had turned blue was priceless.

Yeah, a bad idea, but hilarious nonetheless.

Or it would be until the demon had caught up to them at least.

Neither of them thought the demon would actually hurt them over something like this, seeing as it would hurt his own goals in the long run, but they weren't too keen on finding out what he would do instead.

The pair stopped abruptly at the end of the hallway in front of the only other elevator on that floor. Angeldust crouched and frantically pressed the down button, while Charlie's dumbass was trying to pry the doors open.

"You're seriously telling me you didn't have a better escape plan than just yelling 'Run'?"

"Hey, I didn't actually think we'd make it as far as actually getting into that creep's room. The plan was to at least be able to outrun you but you're a lot faster than I would've thought, Princess." The spider chucked.

The girl's jaw dropped at hearing that. "I thought this stupid prank was a chance for us to bond! You were just going to ditch me to take the fall for your stupid idea?!?!"

The elevator chimed as the doors opened.

"Yeah, pretty much." The spider chuckled as he jumped inside.

Betrayal and a bit of anger filled the girl as her eyes went red and horns grew on top of her head. She grunted as she tackled her friend inside the elevator, doors closing behind her.

Angel grunted as he hit the ground. "Aww, did I make the pretty princess mad? I don't see what the big deal is, whatever that red freak has planned, he'll go a lot easier on you." The demon said as he smiled up at his friend.

"Yeah, well you're gonna wish you'd stayed behind once I'm through with you."

With that, the girl began skittering her fingers rapidly underneath the spider's arms.

Whatever smartass remark Angel was going to say next died in his throat and was replaced with hysterical laughter as his worst spot was targeted.

"aaa-AAH! AHAHA-Charlie! CHARLIHEHEHEHAHA!!! WAHAHAHIT!! Wait- DONT- AHAHAHAA!!!" The spider demon cried out as he began kicking his legs viciously.

Charlie had been meaning to test her friend's sensitivity for a while now. She had seen how small touches and pokes affected her friend from time to time. She'd noticed when Husk began giving quick pinches to the spider's ribs whenever he mad a dirty joke or was becoming too much for the cat to handle. Or when her girlfriend used a pen to poke around the spider's torso whenever she needed to herd him away from something. She especially noticed how Angel's face contorted each time as he fought to suppress his smile. Charlie had been waiting for the longest time to ask the demon about it, or test her theory herself. Y'know... to bond.

So yeah, Angel had this coming for a while now.

So focused on her revenge, neither her or Angel noticed the elevator open to the main floor, where Alastor was waiting patiently for the two of them right outside the entrance.

"Well well well, seems the two little troublemakers have turned on each other already, how fun!" The demon grinned evilly before conjuring up a pair of tentacles to yank the pair out of the elevator.

The two of them yelped as they were dragged from their hiding spot and held midair by the appendages.

Alastor looked the two of them up and down, eye twitching as he did so. "So...it's clear to me that you two heathens are looking for a death sentence, which I am more than happy to provide. But before I get to teaching the two of you a lesson, I am curious who's genius idea it was to mess with the Radio Demon in the first place."

"Mine!" Angel exclaimed proudly. Earning a confused look from Charlie.

"What? He clearly thought my idea was good, obviously I want credit for it." Smug bastard. Alastor did not seem amused with his confession however, Angel's comment actually seeming to have annoyed him even further.

"I thought so." The demon said. "I'd expect this level of childishness from someone like you, although I'm thankful it wasn't of a more perverted nature. However..." He turned his focus to Charlie who was still trying to wriggle her way out of the grip the appendage had around her waist.

"I expected much more from you, Charlie. Why I'd go as far to say I'm disappointed in you."

She felt a pang in her chest at hearing the demon's words.

"No, Alastor...I'm sorry if we upset you. I just thought it would be a bit of harmless fun! And Angel never asks to do anything with me so I got a bit excited. I'm sorry."

A frown quickly replaced Angel's smug grin and he averted his gaze to the floor.

Alastor couldn't help but chuckle at the two of them. "Oh you two are so sweet...it makes me sick. But how could I not accept such a heartfelt apology coming from my favorite hostess?"

The two perked up almost immediately.

"So...we're off the hook?" Angel asked hopefully.

Alastor fiddled with his staff as if bored by this whole conversation. "Well, seeing that neither of you are getting maimed today, I'd say yes...to an extent."

"To an extent?" The princess asked.

"Well I still have to teach the two of you a lesson somehow. No one messes with the Radio Demon and gets away with it." He smiled. "However, I do believe Charlie here has given me a wonderful idea how to do that~"

She looked at him, confused. "What do you mean by-AAAAAAAA!!"

Charlie let out a shriek as she felt something wriggle on the back of her knee. She looked down to see a much smaller tentacle scribbling along the dreaded spot. She began kicking her legs out desperately only to be stopped by two more tentacles holding them in place.

The attack quickly threw the girl into hysterics, the one tentacle already throwing her into a frenzy. Screaming and whipping her head side to side, she pushed and pounded her fists against the appendage retraining her, trying and failing to reach down to stop the offending tentacle that was honing in on her worst spot.

Angeldust couldn't help but laugh at her dramatic reaction. Although, he wasn't too keen on getting his shit wrecked again. Thinking he could use his charm to smooth-talk his way out of this situation, seeing as the demon avoided him like the plague if he could talk dirty enough.

"You guys are full of surprises today, arent'cha?" He said using his little flirtatious tone, knowing it annoyed Alastor to no end. "I'm proud your old ass is finally experimenting, dust nuts. I'm more than happy to help you explore with bondage but I can't say I'm all that into this tickling stuff."

The demon turned to him and grinned evilly. "Oh, good! That's exactly what I was afraid of."

Yeah, bad idea.

Angel's wrists were snatched up by yet another appendage before two more attacked his underarms for the second time that day.

"GAHAHAHAHAHAD OKAY!! OKAY CUHUHUHUT IT OHOHOUT!!"

Angel screamed, trying with all his power to pull his arms down but it was no use, the radio demon had the two of them completely and hopelessly trapped.

Alastor just hummed, pressing a hand to his chin and pretended to think. "Don't think you two have learned your lesson quite yet. Although, I am new to this particular method. Hows about I ask an expert. Oh Charlie~" He turned to the princess again. "Do tell me, how effective would you say is tickling your enemies into submission?"

The poor girl couldn't even get a word out between her screaming fits of laughter. All she could do was shake her head and pound her fists against her restraints as the back of her knee was tickled mercilessly.

"AAHAHAHAHA- STAHAHAAAAAA- ALASTAAAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHE-"

Alastor leaned in with one hand cupping his ear. "What's that? I'm sorry, I couldn't quite understand. I don't speak heathen, after all." He teased. "Angeldust would you mind interpreting?"

Angel began to lose himself in his own fit of hysterics as yet another one of the tentacles found its way to his stomach, scribbling wildly.

Although he was tempted to sprout his extra sets of arms, Angel has been in enough tickle fights with Cherri to know that underneath those arms would be exploited as well and just make the agonizing feeling ten times worse.

It took a lot more work for Angel to reach the same level of hysterics Charlie was currently in. Even with the three tentacles making him laugh his head off, Angel would say he was still holding out better than he normally would. At least compared to Charlie, who wasn't even fully restrained but was still completely losing her mind just from that one spot.

Alastor noticed this as well and seeing as anything more would probably make the poor girl faint, he focused his attention on Angeldust.

"You still feeling smart? Tell me, you still think your little genius idea was worth the trouble?"

The demon conjured up yet another pair of tentacles to poke and prod at his victim before they settled on attacking the demon's thighs instead.

Whatever control Angeldust thought he'd maintained before disappeared immediately. The merciless tickling in three different areas proved too much for him to handle.

"NOOHOHOHO- NO! I DOHOHOHON'T! I'M SORRYHEHEHEHEHE- I PROHOHOMISE IT WON"T HAHAHAPPEN AGAHAHAHAIN!!!"

"Good enough."

And with that, the tickling stopped. The tentacles carefully setting Charlie on the ground and disappearing while Angeldust was unceremoniously dropped midair.

Charlie huffed and hugged her legs to her chest, residual laughter still wracking her body.

Angeldust peeled his face off the ground and tried to recover from the torture as well.

"Well, I certainly hope that little lesson drilled something useful into your skulls. It's almost as if you act like children, you'll be treated as such. Thank you, Charlie for that wonderful new torture tactic." He said smiling down at his victims.

Angeldust huffed and brushed himself off as he finally stood up. "Yeah, yeah. I'm glad you found something that gets your dick hard, just remember that consent is key before you go around fucking people up. I mean look at Charlie, you practically killed her." He said, gesturing to his friend who was still lying on the floor.

The demon let out a short laugh as he looked at the girl. Alastor snapped his fingers and a glass of water appeared beside Charlie's corpse.

"Well this certainly was an entertaining bonding activity." He said, turning to Angeldust once more.

"Just remember, I won't be as forgiving the next time you decide to pull a stunt like this." The demon said, finally before making his way back down the hall.

"If you took care of that rancid breath I wouldn't have too!" Angel shouted.

"Smells better than the musk you track in after one of your little shoots!"

Angeldust flipped the demon off as he watched him disappear down the hallway.

Eh, he's got a point. He thought to himself and looked down at his friend who was still in a fetal position on the floor.

Charlie had finally caught her breath and turned over on her back. Angel crouched down to inspect the damage.

"You alive?" He asked, giving her a soft punch on her arm.

The princess just glared at him and stuck a finger in his face.

"I am never listening to your dumbass again." She declared, earning another laugh from her friend.

"Yeah, that was a bad idea."

[flaresemily]

The past rewritten itself (Qin Shi Huang)

This is actually one of my drafts that I have been keeping for a long time now so...ENJOY!!

Being an emperor has its perks. And being forced into a marriage well…that doesn't fit right. But that's what happens to Qin Shi Huang.

He doesn't really love y/n but he doesn't hate her either. Well…just imagine them as…friends yeah! Friends after all friends don't betray each other right!....right?

You were walking towards your husband's room to give him the homemade mooncake you made with the chef/baker in the kitchen.

As you get closer, you hear some…uh well what they call the unholy sounds.

You were shocked and you dropped the mooncake. Qin probably heard the thud quickly get up and rush to the ‘door’.

As he opened the ‘door’ he saw the mess on the floor and saw your figure running away.

He realizes his mistake and quickly runs after you. (after he clean himself)

From them on,you never talked to him. Making him well…obsessed on getting you to pay attention to him. (You don't know he kill the woman he slept with)

The more days passed he always saw you talking to that one guard. He was so jealous he decided to accuse you of cheating.

It was your birthday that the whole of China is celebrating.

As you were sitting there drinking. Qin Shi Huang suddenly stood up and stand In front of the others.

“My dear beloved country, I have something to announce.”

Everyone was waiting.

And finally…

“The empress is cheating on me”

A lot of ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’ can be heard.

You were shocked.

That's when people started to ‘boo’ at you.

Throwing you things and insulting you.

For a few days or weeks you have mental breakdowns; he even accused you of being pregnant with another man's child.

But what he didn't expect is for you to get kidnapped and be tortured by his people. He didn't know that they were so loyal that they dared to kidnap the empress and give her a ‘taste of her own medicine’

He realizes it when one of the old couples came to his throne room and reported it to him.

He asks his guard to check your chamber. But you were nowhere to be found.

Then, he received another news that you are getting executed In front of others.

He quickly left his palace and went to the town's square.

There…the people tied you up to the poles they made just for you. They put on a small flame to burn your legs.

You were screaming and crying and begging to be let go. Trying to tell them you were innocent.

But they wouldn't listen and continue to torture you slowly and painfully.

Then, the final punishment came.

He saw what was about to happen and quickly shouted

“NO!!!”

And stab you were stabbed already. Not once….but multiple times.

And finally your eyes as if looking at him…look at him with hurtful betrayal eyes.

You love him so much and yet…this is what you get all because you just want to give him a mooncake. Then, if you didn't bring the mooncake would you still be alive?

You were left there…dying slowly as blood started to spill out of you.

He manages to get on ‘stage’ and cradle you in his arms sobbing.

“No…y/n sob don't please!” The man cried.

As the crowd begin to lessen he carries you in his arms but he was stopped by the guards who later on snatched the corpse from him.

All he can do is watch you get taken away again.

This…is what happens when you frame your own wife. Saying that she's been sleeping with a lot of men and accusing her of carrying another man's child…

When in reality…it was you (talking about himself not readers) all along.

In Valhalla

He was walking around searching for his room when he came across a beautiful woman…

She looks exactly like you.

And she was holding a child that looked exactly like him.

But the thing is, someone else wrap his arms on your waist pulling you closer.

And it was…none other than

Hades

[caapsiizzereads]

Meet me in the afterglow

Jamie Tartt x f!reader

Words: 2,7k

Warnings: language, a bit of angst (with a happy ending this time)

A/n: part 2 for Tell me that I’m all you want 🫢

Jamie has never been more excited for the pre-season. The weather in London is delightful today, the sun is shining and the temperature is at that perfect level of warmth where it doesn’t feel too hot. He’s back at Nelson Road Stadium, right where he belongs. No funny business this year. Jamie’s smiling cheerfully as he’s walking down the very familiar corridors, holding a cup holder with two cups of coffee in his hand. He strides into your office, and you smile brightly at him, putting your work aside and giving Jamie your full attention. You happily slip back into your routine.

Jamie had barely seen you during the off-season. If you weren’t working, you were somewhere away with Jason. You’d been to, like, four different countries in five weeks, living your best life. Vacation definitely suits you – you look so radiant and well-rested. Your hair is wavier than usual, your skin is glowing, and your posture is relaxed. Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes?

“I’ve missed this,” you say after fifteen minutes of chatter and giggles, and Jamie grins at you. “Almost as much as I missed this,” you add, smugly bringing the coffee cup to your lips. Jamie rolls his eyes but laughs nevertheless. God, he missed this too.

The blissful happiness doesn’t last long. Jamie doesn’t care much about what people say on the Internet, even if it’s everyone predicting that Richmond will get relegated again because it’s just poop-eh, yeah?

But then there’s something else.

“Did you know that Roy and Keeley broke up?” Jamie all but burst into your office.

You mimic zipping your mouth and throwing away the key.

“Oh, come on!” Jamie flops on the chair in front of you and sighs dramatically.

You shrug, unaffected. “How’s Roy doing?”

“Well, I promised not to say anything either!” Jamie crosses his arms determinedly.

Jamie doesn’t know whether it’s a lawyer thing or just a you thing, but he’s pretty sure that one stern look from you can make him spill all of his deepest secrets. So, predictably, you just raise one eyebrow, and it’s enough convincing for him to start talking.

After a short conversation, you agree that it’s a sad turn of events because Roy and Keeley were really good together.

“You and Jason are good?” Jamie asks because it feels fitting. He’s somewhat made peace with the fact that you’re in love with someone else. As long as you’re happy.

“Yeah, we’re good,” you smile.

It only gets worse from there.

Jamie is in your office the first thing after he hears that Zava might be joining the team because if someone knew anything about signing a new player, that would be you. You say that it’s just something that Rebecca wants, but it is very unlikely to happen. That is, until it does.

“Who the fuck signs a contract with ‘you’re welcome’?!”

Usually Jamie doesn’t like it when you’re mad, but nothing is more comforting for him than knowing that he has your support in his disliking for Zava. He becomes almost a permanent resident at your office. Every day, it’s “Zava this” and “Zava that”. Reminds you of the time when Roy first rejoined Richmond as a coach and refused to coach Jamie…

On the upside, Richmond is on a four-week winning streak. Like Zava or not, you’ve gotta admit that he is a hella good player. Before you can even finish that sentence out loud, the look on Jamie’s face is one of full-on betrayal. You roll your eyes, the fragile male ego.

“At least I'm still your favorite player,” Jamie declares self-assuredly.

“I'm sorry, at what point did I ever say that you are my favorite player?” you sneer at him, crossing your arms.

“It’s implied!”

“Aah,” you nod in faux agreement.

“So who is it then? It can’t be Zava.” Jamie will jump off a cliff.

“Lewandowski.”

Jamie shrugs, “Fair enough, he’s fucking great. I can be second after him.”

“See, that’s funny, because I don’t remember saying that you’re my second favorite either,” you say with an amused smile on your face.

“Oh, fuck off!”

Things haven’t been going really well for Richmond ever since that match against West Ham, they haven’t won a match for four weeks now. Needless to say, it was a little bit depressing. There is something else bothering Jamie, though. You’ve been acting weird lately, distant. You weren’t at the match last week, you told Jamie you couldn't hang out twice in one week, and when the third time you finally agreed, it seemed like your mind was somewhere else the whole evening. He gets that you want to spend time with your boyfriend, but Jamie wants some scraps of your time too! It takes you hours to reply to his texts, and even when he comes to your office during the day, it feels like even having a simple conversation with Jamie costs you effort. You just seem tired in general.

Jamie has been quietly sitting in your office for five minutes, waiting for you to finish whatever it is you are so busy doing. Not knowing what to do, he takes your coffee cup and takes a sip.

He grimaces in disgust. “What is this?!”

“Triple espresso,” you answer without looking away from your laptop.

No milk, no syrups, no joy, nothing.

“That’s disgusting.”

“Then don’t drink it,” you snatch the cup back.

“Not getting enough sleep?” Jamie smirks and wiggles his eyebrows at you.

The look on your face just screams that you don’t find it funny one bit and can’t wait to be done with this conversation.

Jamie’s shoulders slump, “Are you mad at me?”

“For what, hurting my coffee’s feelings?”

“I don’t know! But you’ve been acting weird! You always say you’re busy, you don’t reply to my texts, you don’t make fun of my outfit choices, and I wore a jacket with shorts yesterday.”

“The fact that you know that it’s something I would make fun of you for means that my job here is done.”

“It was raining for the whole day two days in a row, and you didn’t even complain!”

“It’s London, it’s always raining.”

“And you always complain!” He’s got a point there.

Jamie looks genuinely worried, and you didn't mean to upset him at all. You sigh weary. “It’s not you. It’s just– I needed some me-time.” Jamie keeps looking at you, waiting for you to continue. “Jason and I broke up.”

Well, that was unexpected. Jamie doesn’t really know what to say. His previous attempt at post-breakup comforting wasn’t exactly successful.

“What happened?”

“Nothing happened,” you say apathetically. “Sometimes people are just not right for each other.”

“I thought you guys were great.”

“Yeah, me too,” there’s a very bittersweet tone to your voice.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because I don’t wanna talk about it.”

Jamie gets the hint. There’s only one thing that he wants to know anyway. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” That doesn’t sound very convincing even for yourself, and judging by Jamie’s skeptical look, it doesn’t for him either. “I will be,” you rectify, feeling a lot more sincere now.

His own selfish feelings aside, Jamie never really wished for you and Jason to break up (well, maybe except for the first, like, two weeks), and with you clearly being upset about it, Jamie doesn’t have it in him to feel pleased or hopeful about the fact. What you need right now is a friend, and that’s exactly what he’s going to be.

It’s fascinating how healing a good girls night can be because a week and two hours of screaming Taylor Swift songs later, you were terribly hungover but feeling like a whole new person. Luckily for you, your boss was one of the said girls, so after lunch, the two of you decided that there was no work that required your immediate attention and was worth all that suffering and, with a clear conscience, went home.

The loss against Man City was pretty bad. Especially considering that Zava left the team. And the sport in general… Jamie wasn’t so upset about this, but you weren’t particularly excited about all the paperwork that it left you with. Richmond hadn’t won a match in nine weeks, which was pretty discouraging too. You even invited Jamie for dinner after another lost match to cheer him up a little bit.

Then finally, a miracle happened, and Ted “came up” with some “total football” thing, which, once they had figured it out, seemed to work really well for the team. After they won a match again for the first time, Jamie invited you for a celebratory dinner, on which he cheated because he ordered takeout instead of cooking. You didn’t really mind, though, because Jamie’s cooking abilities are limited to a short list of dishes that he can make himself and a bit longer list of dishes that he can make if you tell him what to do, and you didn't feel like playing Nigella.

Richmond is on a winning streak, and the team’s spirit is exceptionally high. Jamie has been on his best game too, which he can admit that he has Roy to thank for, because he is mature like that now. Life has been really good lately.

The practice is over, and Jamie’s on his way to go and pester you when he bumps into Keeley in the hallway.

“Jamie!” She doesn’t appear to be as surprised to see him. “Walk with me.” She wraps her arm around his and starts leading him down the hall.

“You know that (Y/n) helps me out with the legal stuff in the firm, right?”

“Yeah.” Jamie’s not sure where this is going.

“So yesterday I asked her to come to this meeting with me ‘cause we were signing with that one guy. And he had his lawyer with him too, and he was, like, really hot. The lawyer, not the guy. And he was totally into (Y/n) too. I didn’t even know you could make legal terms sound so sexy…”

Keeley glances at Jamie, who resembles a kicked puppy at the moment. “I’m telling you all of this because you better put your big boy pants on and ask her out before somebody else does. Again.”

Jamie doesn’t even feel like asking how and how long she’s known, he just nods at her, and she gives him that sweet smile of hers and leaves.

It’s been almost three months since you and Jason broke up. Jamie’s been more than happy to be the one you spend your free time with again, and he’s been content with how things are between you enough to not want to risk it. He hasn’t seen you being really interested in someone anyway, but he’s seen people being interested in you. Evidently, it was just a matter of time before someone caught your attention too.

Jamie goes directly to your office, and the first thing that he notices is a big bouquet of flowers on your desk. Jason stopped renewing them a few weeks after your breakup, so it’s gotta be from someone else.

“Nice flowers,” Jamie announces his presence in the room. “Who are they from?”

“Just some guy I met at Keeley's meeting yesterday,” you say noncommittally.

So it is him. “Why is he sending you flowers?”

“Well, I don’t know for sure, but my guess is that he wants to ask me out.” You look pleased.

It’s now or never. “Don't go out with him,” he blurts.

You frown. “What?”

“Don’t go out with him,” he repeats with more conviction this time. “Go out with me.”

You contemplate him for a moment. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not?” Jamie hadn’t really thought it through.

“Just let it go, Jamie,” you say insistently.

“The fuck I will!” There’s no going back now. “I want this. You.” That comes out a bit desperate.

“Right,” you scoff.

Now it’s Jamie’s turn to frown, “What?”

“For fuck’s sake, Jamie!” Even with your patience, there's a limit. “You only wanted me ‘cause you couldn’t fucking have me, which is somehow even worse than if you never wanted me at all.” You glower at him. “And now again. I’m not some fucking trophy for you to want just because someone else does!”

Jamie is completely stunned, just sitting there with his mouth open, not being able to come up with a single sensible thing to say.

Your attention turns to Higgins peeking through the door frame, “(Y/n), I need your help with something.” You have never been more grateful to see him.

“I’ll be right with you,” you nod at him, smiling. He reads the room and decides not to wait on you here.

When Higgins disappears from your view, you turn back to Jamie, “We have a good thing here. Let’s not ruin it.” With that, you get up and walk away.

You haven’t seen Jamie since your little talk yesterday. This is probably for the better because you needed some space after everything. You’re done with your work for the day, but instead of going home, you’re sitting in one of the thousands of seats at the empty stadium, staring at nothing in particular and a lot going on in your mind. The sunset is absolutely stunning today. The sky is colored with all kinds of shades of red, orange, and pink, illuminated beautifully by the afterglow of the sun.

You see in your peripheral vision that someone is walking towards you, and the clashing colors of the clothes that someone is wearing are enough for you to know exactly who this is.

Jamie takes the seat next to you. You just sit there in silence for a minute before he finally speaks up.

“You were wrong, you know,” he starts softly. “I’ve always wanted you. It’s only when I couldn’t have you that I realized it. I’m sorry I was an idiot. Shouldn’t have taken me so long.”

You keep staring forward, so he continues.

“You are not a trophy, but you are my best friend. It means more to me than you know, and I didn’t wanna risk losing it. But then Keeley told me about that guy, and I thought I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t say something.”

You finally turn to look at him. Jamie’s looking at you with those puppy dog eyes of his, which makes it’s impossible to be mad at him. You give him a small smile. “You wouldn’t lose me.” He smiles too.

It gives Jamie the courage that he’s been looking for, and he gently takes your hand in both of his. “Give me a chance. Just one date. And if you hate it, I swear I’ll never bring this up ever again.”

You study him for a moment, and his eyes look so hopeful. “Alright, Jamie Tartt,” you smile at him. “Make it worth my while.”

Winning the last match of the season, Richmond finishes the season in second place. Not bad for a Premier League comeback. Today’s celebration is Ted’s last day with the team. He sure as hell will be missed, but today is not about sad farewells – it’s about appreciating the people around you and everything that awaits you in the future.

Ola’s is filled with music, laughter, and joy. Jamie looks around the room: Dani is having a drinking contest with Beard, Richard and Jan Mass are having a passionate debate about something, Ted is spinning Rebecca in the rhythm of Never Gonna Give You Up, surrounded by Keeley and the rest of the players cheering and dancing next to them. Like one big and very happy family.

Jamie is pulled out of his thoughts by the movement in front of him and the sound of glasses being put on the wooden table. Then you pull him up by his arm and start dragging him with you towards the dancing crowd with a carefree smile. Jamie eagerly takes your hand in his and lifts it above you, making you twirl. You laugh and give him a quick kiss on the lips. Life has never been better.

A/N: did i sneak in the name of the songs in the most literal corniest way? yes, and what about it.

[sunnywindow]

full of colours. a mirror's reflection.

october 3. full of colors. floyd leech x reader

“Come here,” could mean a lot of things. But when Floyd said it, it was usually a threat.

Especially when he tells you that right after you blindly drink something he hands you.

Thus -six feet under water, and on your last breath, your eyes wide and your mouth shut tight- you really should have listened to that gut instinct to not follow Floyd into the ocean.

“Huh? What's wrong?” he said, frowning in his voice. “Just breathe,” he said.

Easy for him to say.

All you could see was a cloud of little white bubbles. You couldn't tell what was up or down, and your heart was pounding frantically to the rhythm of an entire stampede of panicked wild animals.

Floyd sighed, somewhere.

“You know, I was really looking forward to showing this to you, but if you're gonna be this lame..”

Then your lungs gave way, and the water itself forced its way into your lungs. You coughed furiously.

It felt as natural and proper as a waterfall falling upwards. As normal as swallowing down cardboard for dinner. As comfortable as having an ice-cold bucket poured onto you.

The water was cold, the salt ruined your air, your clothes were all soaked, and now you were going to die hideous, sopping wet, and blind, several tens of feet under water.

Your eyes were shut tight as you waited for the inevitable, feeling Floyd's hand on your own as he dragged your basically lifeless body across the water.

Suddenly, you felt him stop and pout.

“Would ya quit being a wimp and open yer eyes for a second?”

His voice was the last voice you wanted to hear right now, before you die.

“You know, yer not gonna die.”

Very funny, Floyd, you rolled your closed eyes, head tilting back for a slight moment with arms crossed. You turned away from the slippery eel responsible for your would-be drowning.

“Okay. Whatever.” You felt the betrayal seep into your blood like ice as you felt Floyd swim away.

You'd been drowning for quite a while now.

Perhaps ten minutes. The actual drowning strike at any minute.

And yet Floyd's words echoed in your head, haunting you like a ghost.

Would ya quit being a wimp and open yer eyes for a second?

It wouldn't hurt to open your eyes once before you died. Floyd must have been away for ages, and there was nothing left to lose anymore; your fingers were already as precious as prunes.

To your surprise, jn front of you laid the festooned skeleton of a long-passed beast of the ocean. Hundreds of little glowing plants and fish surrounded it in a slow, pulsing rhythm not unlike your own heartbeat.

You found the water in your lungs flowing as naturally as the water current.

There were fish and plants of all sort of colours and shapes, each with their own personally perfect designs to fit their own needs.

The coral along the cave rested on the sunlit spots, reflecting light in a cascading sort of sparkle.

The whale's skeleton was fuzzy, and bioluminescent. Its soft, humming glow attracted aquatic bugs, mammals and fish alike.

Above all, the fish set the sea on fire with hot reds, oranges and yellows.

You never thought the sea could be so full of colour, so lovely, so alive.

“...So pretty,” the words fell out of your mouth.

“Whaat, I’m glad ya think so!” Floyd yelled right behind your ears. His words echoed throughout the chamber hauntingly, magnifying the age-old whale skeleton in the centre of it.

He giggled innocently, as if he wasn't the reason you were fearing for your life just ten minutes ago.

“I was starting to get bored when all you were doing was flailing and thinking ‘Aah! I'm gonna drown!!���” he said, animating some sort of imitation of you from just ten minutes ago. The eel giggled, all cheeky. “Good to see ya have a backbone.”

You furrowed your brow at him. “Well, maybe if I knew someone spiked my drink with water-breathing, I wouldn’t have been so scared.”

Floyd simply grinned. “Yeah. Maybe.”

“You're insufferable, you know that?”

Floyd giggled, grinning childishly from ear to ear. “Yeah, maybe!”

[whumpberry-cookie]

Well, so sad

(Cw: torture, betrayal, forced to watch, swearing)

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Leader of the "good side" is a brilliant manipulator. To the point the whole organisation follows him and believes he is heroic, selfless and cares about them.

But then, in captivity, the interrogator figures it out straight away.

(Whumper:) "In the other cell, there's your companion. Hanging on the electric chains. Every time I don't like your answer, he will take it for you"

(Leader:) "Well, too sad. I'm not telling you shit, Whumper"

(Wr:) "Then he will probably die out of exhaustion. What a pathetic death, isn't it?"

(L:) "...which rank is he?"

(Wr:) "Excuse me?"

(L:) "Which rank"

(Wr:) ".......who the fuck knows? A private?"

(L:) "What? Heh, you really want to blackmail me with a fucking private? Hillarious!" shrugs and keeps silent, even while hearing the endless screams and calling for him through the speaker.

(Whumpee:) "P-please, no more! Pl- AAAAAAGHHH! Leader!

(Interrogator 2:) Call for him. Louder!

(Whumpee:) I- NnoDon't make me-AAh! Leader please help m- EeAAAAAH! LEADER! Please I can't take it! Tell them to stop!"

Whumper doesn't kill Whumpee after all. Instead he shows him the recording of the Leader having a great time and talking trash. His indifference and absolute betrayal was what broke Whumpee.

He spilled everything right after. For an exchange of getting to torture the ex-Leader for them.

_____________________

"Whumpee, did you really believe in what I said? I told them what I needed to. I didn't think I would convince YOU. Do you really have so little faith in me? I must say... i am dissapointed"

[dragonologist-phd]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ❤️

aah thank you so much!! <3 these are my favs at the moment, though of course it's always hard to choose:

Love & War (pwotr)

Galfrey was a queen, a paladin, an icon for all that was righteous and just in the Crusades. Cleo was a barbarian, a tiefling, a personification of demonic chaos. By all rights and logic, the two should have been at each other's throats- and often, they were. But somehow, through war and struggle and sacrifice, they ended up finding more in each other than either ever expected.

2. Butterfly Kisses (pwotr)

Aruseshalae has broken free of the shackles of her demonic nature. She and Piper take full advantage of the moment.

3. Of Diamonds And Dust (dragon age)

Marja Aeducan and Darvis Brosca lead lives as different as one could possibly imagine. Marja Aeducan, a member of the nobility and second in line for the throne, has spent her life maneuvering the dangerous political machinations of the Diamond Quarter. Meanwhile, Darvis Brosca, a Casteless dwarf rejected by society, does whatever it takes to survive on the streets of Dust Town. When a Grey Warden arrives in Orzammar, the lives of Marja and Darvis are forever changed. Driven from the city by misfortune and betrayal, the two must join the ranks of the Wardens in order to save their own lives. But the surface has far greater dangers than they realize. The noble and the thief will need to stand together if they're going to fight against the oncoming Blight, the brewing civil war, and the strange surface malady called "sunburn".

4. And So They Burned (dragon age)

The world was not a kind place to those touched by magic. Haunted by whispers of demons, fear of the Templars, and memories of the lives taken from them, three apprentices in Kinloch Hold turned to each other and made a world of their own. A chronicling of the Mage Origin in a world where no Grey Wardens are recruited from the Circle, and Rosalind Amell, Shay Surana, and Jowan must decide for themselves how far they will go for each other when their world goes up in flames.

5. If The Creeks Don't Rise (pillars of eternity)

 A journey through the relationship of Desta and Aloth, down the roads that twist and turn and always lead them back to each other.

[wellthebardsdead]

Clow Good end 1 pt1 (Infernal Stalemate/Paved with Good intentions)

———

Clow: *heartbroken after gracefully stepping aside to let Karlach and Wyll find love together, now reaching for the crown of Karsus will full intentions to give it to Gale and lose his soul forever to Raphael* I’ve got i-

Gale: I’m sorry- *bludgeons him over the head with his staff and dives after the crown, letting Clow fall to his death*

Astarion: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO?!?

Wyll: CLOW!! *reaches for him before grabbing on right as the elderbrain starts going down into the water*

Karlach: EVERYONE JUMP!!!

Clow: *hits the water first, blinking in and out of consciousness as the air leaves his lungs and he sinks, his tears mingling with the blue around him as he believes his last moments to be that of heartbroken betrayal*

“I was going to give it to you- I was going to give up everything for all of you… why- why did you hurt me?…”

Clow: *closes his eyes preparing for death as his vision goes dark… and the cold of the water is replaced by the warmth of a soft bed, and the heat of a fireplace* wh-huh?… *opens his eyes and recoils in fright seeing who he thinks is Raphael looming over him* Aah-hngg *winces clutching his head in pain* where- huh?

Haarlep: Shhhh. Shhh. You’re safe little mouse. *strokes his cheek and takes his hands letting them rest back on the bed* You’re in the house of hope, and masters personal bedchambers~ you are a lucky one, even though you failed in your task he still favours you, so much so that he saved your life personally. He wasn’t too keen on losing the crown but, he gained a far more valuable treasure instead I think.

Clow: I- you- you’re not Raphael?

Haarlep: Me? Haha! No, I am Haarlep, Raphael’s personal incubus~ he asked me to clean you up and get you nice and comfortable for him. I can see why he likes you so much. It was like handling a doll. So small and delicate. I could crush you with one hand if I wanted to-

“Enough you vile wretch. Out.”

Haarlep: *looks over at the door as his master arrives, hisses and crawls back off the bed, slinking off into the shadows beyond where Clow can see*

Raphael: *walks to the bed, eyes locked with Clows as he comes to a stop beside him, before sitting down on the plush sheets* you are, a perplexing one… I would ask if you intended to give Gale the crown of karsus but… if you did, he certainly wouldn’t have mercilessly bludgeoned you and left you to plummet to your death… surely?…

Clow: I was going to give it to him…

Raphael: Ha. Such foolish honesty… I’d expected you to at least try and lie to me.

Clow: what point is there in lying to you?… my plan still succeeded… he got the crown and mystras grace once more, and the absolute is defeated… my soul is just one sacrifice of many already made. I’m just the last pawn that was needed to achieve checkmate…

Raphael: A pawn?… hm… I’ve always viewed you as far more useful… it’s only fitting that now you stand at the opposing side of the board beside the king… you can choose to sacrifice your piece, or, become a queen instead.

Clow: *laughs softly* and I’m assuming you’re the king then?… I suppose you did ultimately stand around moving one step at a time… what to you mean choose?… you’re giving me a choice?

Raphael: if I wanted you dead, or to harm you in any way. I’d have done so already… you’d be getting skinned down in the dungeon as we speak to upholster a new chair for me. Or fed to Haarlep like the rest of the trivial scraps I send his way to sate his incessant whining. You certainly wouldn’t be in my bed receiving my personal bedside manner… *snaps his fingers summoning his contract, the text changing before his very eyes to that of a marriage certificate* your soul already belongs to me… but, if you’re willing… it can belong to me in a… much more pleasant sense… and likewise, mine will belong to you…

Clow: you’re?… proposing to me?…

Raphael: Would you rather the alternative? Going back to living an eternity of suffering and servitude?

Clow: I’ve spent my whole life never hoping for anything better than what I’ve been given… *takes the quill and signs without hesitation, the plume disappearing and being replaced with a wedding band on his finger as one appears on Raphael’s as well* and I won’t start now… *winces and pushes himself to sit up, surprised at how gently the devil places his hands on his shoulders urging him to lay back down as his lips meet his halfway in soft and warm kiss. One so pleasant it almost numbed the pain of his forehead splitting open as a crown of horns began to grow along with a tail from his spine. His fate sealed in hellfire, heart and soul bound to another, not as a slave, but as an equal. Stalemate*

*literally the next day*

Hope: *free and standing behind the ice skinned devil drow* Oh no he’s spitting mad!

Clow: he can spit, hiss and throw a temper tantrum all he wants it’s not my fault he left that loophole in our marriage license.

Raphael: PUT HER BACK IN THE DUNGEON THIS INSTANT!

Clow: no. She’s now, my ‘servant’. You have Korrilla as your hand and now hope is mine. *looks to her* you don’t- actually have to do anything though it’s just, y’know.

Hope: oh I know! Is he okay though should we get out of the way I think he’s gonna blow-

Raphael: *bursts into flame screaming and literally stomping his feet*

Clow: my he really does have his fathers temper. He’ll cool off in a minute.

Korrilla: and if he doesn’t?

Clow: throw a bucket of water on him.

[soaps-mohawk]

oh my gosh. just read chapter eight and wow, that was the hurt i was CRAVING. eyes watered and chest was heavy, the panic and betrayal?? perfect. and i’m so glad she didn’t just forgive ghost immediately, i wanna see him W O R K for that forgiveness and trust. reader being straight up afraid of him hit deep. i wonder how he felt when she just completely didn’t feel safe or trust him at all, like as an alpha i bet that felt like a knife to the chest. amazing chapter and i freaking love this. ❤️❤️❤️

-live laugh love anon

Aah hello lovely live laugh love anon!! I hope you've been doing well 😊

I did say there would be hurt/comfort and, well, it's starting already lmaoo plenty more of it coming too.

I hate fics where the reader/OC forgives quickly. I know I've been guilty of that in the past but it's just so...unrealistic and feels almost toxic. I mean, Ghost put her life in danger twice like...she's not just gonna forgive him cause he spilled some of his trauma. He traumatized her! That's hard to get over. You can bet reader is gonna make him work for that forgiveness.

Oof yeah, that admission that she doesn't trust him definitely hurt him a bit. Especially since he knows how valuable trust is and how easily it can be broken and here he went and did just that. That whole scene there in the rec room definitely hurt him, even if he didn't completely show it.

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers CHAOS LINEAGE ー Laito [14]

ー The scene starts in the forest

Subaru: ...So this is where you’ve been...!

Yui: Subaru-kun!?

( They caught up to us already!? )

Laito: ...That’s odd. I could have sworn you’d be engaged in battle with someone at the manor right now. 

Subaru: Yeah. All of them stormed us at once, it instantly turned into a brawl.

However, when I stepped out into the hallway for a sec, I just so happened to spot the two of you escaping from the window.

Laito: Heeh...And then?

Subaru: At first I thought that maybe Carla had ordered you to evacuate Eve. But you know, Laito. 

You were the one who had the key to the dungeon, correct?

Yui: ( ...! Subaru-kun realized. That Laito-kun was the one who released them from their cells. )

Subaru: Are you trying to take Eve away by causing a tumult!? What are you thinking!? 

Laito: I would have never thought you’d be the first to figure me out. I guess siblings just pick up on each other’s behavior quicker, huh? 

Subaru: Do you have a death wish!? Hurry up and answer me!

Laito: Exactly. I’m going to run away with her. I won’t let Carla have her.

Yui: Laito-kun...

Subaru: I see. In other words, you’re a damn traitor?

Laito: I’m not. I haven’t betrayed anyone, since I was never anyone’s ally or enemy to begin with.

I just don’t want her taken away from me, that’s all.

Subaru: That’s exactly what makes it betrayal! Are you hoping to become the Supreme Overlord that way, huh!?

Laito: I’m not.

Subaru: Then why did you take Eve away!?

Laito: ...Because I love her, I suppose?

Subaru: ...Hah...?

Laito: I’m sure that even if you were to remember, you’d still be confused. 

You probably never thought I’d be this serious about anyone.

But I fell in love with her. I can’t help but want her love. 

She makes me feel complete, giving me a sense of peace...

Subaru: Have you...lost your damn mind...?

Laito: I’m pretty sure I’ve gone crazy. It makes absolutely zero sense for someone like me to yearn for love.

But you know, that’s all part of what makes me happy as well.

Yui: Laito-kun...

Laito: I’m begging you, Subaru-kun. Can’t you let us off the hook?

If everything goes well, we might be able to find a way so nobody has to get hurt. So let us pass.

Subaru: You’re kinda puttin’ me on the spot right now...

Yui: Please, Subaru-kun! I promise we’ll save everyone else as well...!

Subaru: Haah!? Honestly, both of you have been makin’ zero sense this whole time...

Yui: ( Right...I guess it’s difficult for him to believe us. )

( But please let us make it work somehow. Together with Laito-kun! We can’t allow ourselves to be caught now... )

Subaru: ...You guys left the manor with some kind of plan in mind, right?

Laito: Of course.

Subaru: And you haven’t betrayed us. ...That’s how I should see it, right?

Laito: ...Yes.

Subaru: Aah, is that so...? Fine, get goin’ already then.

Yui: !? Really?

Subaru: I don’t really get what’s goin’ on, but I can tell you guys are serious ‘bout this at the very least.

Besides, why would I stop you if you could possibly put an end to the shitstorm takin’ place at the manor?

Yui: Thank you, Subaru-kun...!

Laito: As to be expected, you’re such a kind soul.

Subaru: That’s not it! It’s just, I don’t really get why either but...

I just had this uneasy feelin’ in my chest...as if I have no other choice but to do this.

Yui: Subaru-kun...

Subaru: Oi, things aren’t lookin’ good at the manor. I don’t think we have much time.

Yui: ...! Everyone’s safe, right?

Subaru: For now nobody has died, but I can’t say that there won’t be any casualties in the future.

Yui: ...!

Laito: Seems like we definitely have to hurry.

And just in case there is truly no way to leave this place...

Yui: Eh...?

Laito: No, it’s nothing.

Subaru-kun, I promise that I’ll thank you properly once we’ve escaped this situation!

I’ll lend you a couple of my adult magazines which I think you’d appreciate~

Yui: Wha...!?

Subaru: Haah!? Are you shittin’ me!? Get goin’ already!

Laito: Yeah, yeah. I will. Well then, shall we go?

Yui: Y-Yeah.

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: ...Laito-kun, don’t say weird things at a time like this, okay?

Laito: Fufu...But don’t you think Subaru-kun’s reaction was priceless? 

Seems like fundamentally, everyone is still their same old selves. 

Yui: Ah...

...Yeah, they really haven’t changed, have they?

I’m sure that once we’re back to living our everyday life, we’ll be able to spend our days like we used to.

Laito: Exactly. Well then, let’s hurry, so Subaru-kun’s intentions don’t go in vain.

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: ( We’ve gone quite deep into the forest...This place is obviously different from the woods closeby to the manor... )

( Does this forest actually have an exit? Don’t tell me it just continues on endlessly...? )

Laito: What’s wrong? You look worried.

Yui: Well...I was just wondering what we’d do if there’s no end to this forest...

Laito: Ah, growing anxious? You should have told me then.

*Rustle*

Yui: ( Eh? )

Laito: I’ll hold your hand. You’ll feel less worried like this, no?

Yui: Yeah...Thanks.

( How strange...All he’s doing is holding my hand, yet I can feel the anxiety from earlier fade away... )

...I’m sorry, Laito-kun. For becoming weak-hearted.

Laito: We’re headed into the unknown after all. Of course you’d feel anxious about it.

I’m risking it on all or nothing as well. Just thinking about the possibility that there might not be anything ahead at all gives me cold shivers.

Yui: Eh? You as well?

( Of course...He’s obviously worried as well. )

*Thud* 

Laito: Whoops. That was a slip of the tongue just now. Forget I ever said anything.

More importantly, Princess, can we pick up the pace just a little? The forest is deeper than I thought.

If we don’t hurry up, we might run out of time.

Yui: Ah, right. I understand. I’ll run as fast as I can.

Laito: Listen, do you think I’d let you do that?

As a Vampire, I’m a much faster runner...You see!

ー He picks her up

*Rustle*

Yui: Kyaah!?

Laito: I’ll carry you like this. It might be a bit of a shaky ride, but hang in there, okay?

Yui: O-Okay...But aren’t I heavy?

Laito: You’re obviously light. So much so I’m afraid you might blow away in the wind like a feather.

Yui: T-That’s not true.

Laito: Nfu~ Right. You promised that you wouldn’t leave me, didn’t you?

Yui: ...! Yeah, right.

Laito: Well then, guess it’s time for a sprint. I would have preferred to preserve my stamina, but I’m worried about everyone at the manor.

Let’s get going. I don’t usually go full throttle like this but...!

Yui: Hyaah!?

ー Laito starts dashing

( H-He’s fast...! Could he always run this fast!? )

( This often slips my mind, but he is still a Vampire in the end. H-How reliable... )

Ah...The forest is clearing...! Could that be the exit to the forest!?

Laito: Probably. We don’t know what waits ahead butーー 

We’ll keep going!

Yui: Yeah!

( We’re going to leave the forest! This is, the end of this Worldーー )

ー The scene shifts to the border of the World

Yui: No way...

Laito: This is...the end of this World...

Yui: ( In front of our eyes, there’s a cliff...Not just straight ahead either, it keeps going in every direction. )

( At the bottom ーー I can’t see anything. Is it a dead end...? )

Laito: If we were to fall down there, I’m pretty sure it’d be game over, even for us Vampires...

Yui: The other side of the cliff is fogged up, I can’t see what’s there...What is going on? 

Laito: Seems like the abyss doesn’t have an end to it...

...Let’s try walking across the border. It might come to an end somewhere. Come on, I’ll carry you again.

Yui: O-Okay...

Monologue

An endless, steep cliff,

seemingly cutting off these Lands from the rest of the World.

You can try taking a peek down,

but you’d only find a bottomless pit.

Even so, Laito-kun continued to run,

while carrying me in his arms,

believing that somewhere they might be an end to it. 

However, reality was merciless,

as the scenery remained the exact same. 

*Thud*

Laito: Haah, haah, haah...

Yui: Are you alright...? I’ll get down for a bit, okay? You’ve been running non-stop after all.

Laito: Yeah...Sorry...

*Rustle*

Yui: I should apologize, letting you do all the hard work...Besidesーー

( I wonder how much time has passed? )

( It doesn’t seem like we’ll reach the end any time soon. Just how long is this cliff actually...? )

Laito-kun...Could it be that this place...

Laito: ...I don’t really want to imagine it, but I think you might be spot on.

This is...A country cut off by the abyss.

There’s no way to get out. 

Yui: ...!

Laito: We’ve been walking along the side of the cliff this whole time but...We can’t see anything on the other side of it. That doesn’t make much sense, does it?

It could just be thatーー ...I’m going to test something, okay?

Yui: A pebble? What are you going to do with it?

Laito: Well, this!

ー He throws it to the other side

*Woosh*

Yui: Eh!?

*Thud* 

( Once it went inside the fog...It got bounced back? )

Laito: ...I knew it. There’s some kind of magic activated here. So we can’t get out. 

Yui: No way...

Laito: I don’t know who threw us in here and for what purpose.

But this place...has been crafted so it’s impossible to escape from.

Yui: No way...

Selection

→ Try walking a bit further (🖤)

Yui: L...Let’s go a bit further. We might find something if we search every nook and cranny!

Laito: I understand very well how you feel but...It’s pointless.

You saw it, didn’t you? How the exact same scenery continues forever. 

I can’t imagine that we’ll find something even if we walk across the entire border.

→ Think of another solution (♡)

Yui: Hey, let’s try looking for another method. I’m sure there must be something...

Laito: I can’t...do that. 

Taking the others’ situation into account, we don’t even have the time to come up with another fix...

Yui: Then, we...

Laito: We’ve been bested by the cliff, completely out of options. 

Yui: ...!

Laito: Quite some time has passed since we parted ways with Subaru-kun.

I’m sure the situation at the manor has escalated into a disaster by this point. We don’t know whether everyone is still safe.

Yui: Right...If we don’t know how to get back, then everyone...!

( Getting out of here was the only shot we had at saving the others too! )

Laito: ...That’s not the only problem. If one of the survivors catches up to us.

I will be killed, and you will most likely be taken away by them.

Yui: Ah...

Laito: We don’t have time to look for another solution. We placed our bets on a way-out, but as you can tell, it doesn’t exist.

This is...where it ends for us.

Yui: Are you sure...There isn’t another way out...?

( We’ve made it this far now... )

Laito: ...Honestly, I keep on pulling the short end of the stick, don’t I...?

*Rustle*

Yui: Laito-kun...?

Laito: ...I’ve tried my very best this whole time, because I wanted to be with you...

But what I get in return for that, is a fate where you are taken away from me. 

Yui: ...!

Laito: Probably too late, but now I actually realize the true worth of having a family... (1) I’m just not the right guy to take command...

But still, I thought I did the best I could...

Yui: ...You did try hard. Incredibly so.

It’s this hopeless situation which is messed up. This is all so wrong...

Laito: You’re so kind...

Yui: I mean, I realize just how much you struggled to get to this point all by yourself. 

Because I was in the same position...

Laito: Right. We both played our cards to the best of our abilities to find a solutionーー but this is the outcome of that, huh...?

Yui: ...Yeah...

Laito: Please, don’t cry. Your eyes are watering again.

I’d love to see you make that face in an erotic context but...Right now...Nn...

*Smooch*

Yui: Nn...

Laito: Don’t cry, for my sake as well. Your tears hurt me more than anything else.

Yui: Laito-kun...

Monologue

As he spoke those words while flashing a troubled smile,

it almost seemed as if Laito-kun,

was the one crying.

We cannot escape this place. 

The harsh truth that the two of us,

might get pulled apart,

hurt me so much more,

than said reality.

I don’t want to,

belong to someone else. 

Even so, as cruel as it may be,

the end of this World,

robbed us of all our optionsーー

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー 

Translation notes

(1) At first I was a bit confused by this sentence and how it fits in with the context. But I believe that he means to say that he now realizes that each of his brothers have their own strengths and that by working together, they can achieve things which they simply can’t on their own.

[goldenteaset]

Yeah, we're never recovering from the "easy, breezy, beautiful boy about town" thing, ever

Especially considering he talked normally about all the other Eternals! Like, you could've just mentioned that you're the CA master and everyone would've gotten it, why are you like this -

And aah, I see. Yeah, that's. That scene was very. I definitely feel you there. It definitely had me believing that those two used to hook up on the side or something, so she took his betrayal extra personally, but that's my own headcanon

Hosoyan and Suwabe can both be so dangerous if they want to, it's honestly unfair

Do you have any favorite lines from Versus? Belial is so beautifully unhinged in that game too

Seofon really went "I need to show everyone's good side!" and then followed that up with "Me, though? An ~*~alluring proposal~*~". (And then it totally worked, confound this man! XD)

Right? And I mean. I'm tempted to call it a headcanon too, but it was so Michael specific and he did it in the prologue as well. The only catch is that he's used that voice with other characters too (mostly women). It worked so effectively I went into "Oh I only like him with Djeeta, not me/an OC" mode for years because I couldn't admit it. ANYWAY. XD;

Oh yes, I have so many favorites!! Off the top of my head:

"What do we call this beast who bears my devilish good looks? A dead ringer." (This one is more for the pun)

"As much as I'd love to welcome an ingenue into the world of sensual delight... you'll have to wait your turn. A lot of people have come calling today." (Self-explanatory ///;)

"Uh-unh-uh. You'll never find me. No matter how many worlds you collapse." (Got a whole AU series out of this one)

"Oh, Bubs. All these dark plans, I can only handle so much." (Somehow when he's pulling Bubs' chain it's instant comedy gold)

"C'mon, show me a smile." (*Instinctively hides face while giggling*)

Oh!! I had to hunt down and transcribe this one, since it's not on the wiki yet: "It's been awhile, so let's talk before getting hot and heavy. Watch the stars, be kissed by the breeze... Make this time special. We used to be so rough. Impatient. But if we knew one another better, we might engender...tenderness." (*garbled infatuated noises*)

These + the partner lines are one of the many reasons I had to make an OC! Rightfully, none of the cast believes him when he says these things, but someone should...

[m0dernchr0n1cles]

Nezha and Ao Bing Friendship

[Ao Bing was training on a mountain top, only to be knocked off by Nezha.] Nezha: "Hey, Ao Bing. How's it hanging?" Ao Bing: "Nezha. Did you really show up late just to knock me down? That is low, even for you." Nezha: "Aw. You know nothing's too low for me." Nezha: [Laughing] "Now come on, you look stupid hanging down there."

[Ao Bing and Nezha sitting together on mountain top] Nezha: [Laughing] "You should've seen your face. You were like, "Aah, no! Betrayal." Ao Bing: "Come on, Nezha. We're three years old now. I can't believe you're still pulling such childish, immature..." Ao Bing: [Gasps] "Is that a mouse?!" Nezha: [Jumps] "What!? Where!?" Ao Bing: [Laughing] "Are you ever going to not fall for that?" Nezha: "I don't know. Are you ever going to let it go? That was one time." Ao Bing: "I know, but for some reason it's always funny."

[brainyxbat]

Chapter 20: Transformed into Nami! Bon Clay's Rapid-Fire Ballet Kenpo

(episode 116)

As Venus predicted, Bon Clay dominated Sanji easily with his trick. He kept him down with a foot to the head, laughing evilly with Nami's voice. "You're just what they mean when they say, "He's nothing but talk"! You don't even have the strength left to get up, do you?"

'Don't think I'm just going to lie down, and get beaten like this!' Sanji internally vowed. 'No matter how much you look like Nami-san, you're still that idiot on the inside.' "You damn bastard! Don't get too cocky-" He shoved him off, and went to attack, but was sent to his knees with his spot-on impression of the navigator. 'Damn it! She's so cute!' He cursed in his mind, as he danced mockingly.

"Sanji, you gotta do something!"

"Stay back, Venus-chan!" She grunted in annoyance, but backed up to where she stood before.

"Aah, I must say, this country is too hot for me." He grabbed his shirt collar. "I just want to take all my clothes off."

Sanji got excited when he revealed Nami's full cleavage. "I'll help!"

"No!" Venus kicked him away, and sent Bon Clay into the building with an energy ball.

He sat up with a look of betrayal. "How dare you, Little Swanny? Attacking one of your own like that?!"

"Yeah, you had turned into my frenemy there," She smirked, "Bad idea."

"Ballet Chop!" His surprise attack threw her to the ground.

"Venus-chan!"

"You fool!" He leaped into the air, and launched his feet straight into Sanji's face. "Kick Pointe!!" Once he was in the wall, Bon Clay twirled with a taunting laugh. "You're nothing but talk, aren't you?!"

Sanji sent the debris on him flying with spinning kicks. "You bastard!" Bon Clay was surprised, before grinning mockingly. "Mess with me, will you?!"

As the cook went to attack, Bon Clay removed his teal fake eyelashes. "Mascara Boomerang!"

To his shock, Sanji dodged them both, and held a leg up. "I'll see you in hell!"

In a panic, he switched back to Nami. "Oh, don't kick me." Sanji froze in midair, oblivious to the boomerangs coming back as Bon Clay winked at him, before they left cuts on his sides and leg.

"Sanji!" Venus exclaimed in concern.

Bon Clay smiled evilly, as they landed back in place. "Have to catch my mascara, okay?" He switched to Nami again. "Playing with you is fun, but I can't dawdle around too long, you know? It's my duty to kill the princess, after all." Sanji glared angrily, as he staggered to his feet. "I'm going to hurry up, and finish this now. Ha! Twirl, twirl, I'm twirling around!"

-

Meanwhile southeast, Usopp began succumbing to his injuries. "Hang in there!" Chopper urged. "This is nothing serious, Usopp! You just shattered a femur, that's all! You may have busted your nose, your humeri, and your clavicles, but you lost only a little more blood than should be fatal." Usopp tensed up with wide eyes when Chopper gave an injection in his ribs, then used a blood pressure cuff on his left wrist. "Your blood pressure may be at zombie-grade, but there's nothing to worry about!"

He groaned deliriously. "Right now, I feel fantastic. I see pretty fields of flowers."

"You don't mean heaven, do you?! Can you see heaven?!"

"No matter how great a pirate you may be, the end will still come for you."

"D-don't die, Usopp! Please, I don't want you to die!"

"Farewell, Chopper," Usopp teared up, "I leave my vast treasure to you; 15 gold and silver coins. Become a good doctor. And tell Venus... I love her." With that, he fell limp.

"Usopp!" Chopper cried, and panicked, shaking and slapping him like a mad man. "Open your eyes! Be alive again! Do it for Venus! There's something I need to apologize to you for!" After setting him down, he pulled a bun out of his backpack. "This manju bun. This is the manju bun that you wanted, and I hid it. If I knew you were going to die, I would have given you half. I've been a small, narrow-minded man." He split it in half, and went to eat it ruefully, but to his shock, Usopp grabbed his right arm!

He launched the reindeer away, and swiped both halves, now angry. "Manju bun?!" He growled like he was possessed, and chowed down, "Manju bun."

-

Meanwhile south, the battle on Polka Street still commenced. "Twirl, twirl! 320,000-spin grand fouetté!"

Sanji watched Bon Clay, still impersonating Nami, twirl at an incredibly rapid pace. "Can it be?"

"Aha!" Venus smirked. He was back to normal!

"Ballet Kenpo! Memoirs of a Summer's Day!!"

"I see your weakness," Sanji pointedd out, "I've seen through your Copy-Copy Fruit."

"Me too!" Venus stood up, and shot an energy ball, effectively stopping the spinning, and sending him to the ground.

"Sure enough," Sanji concluded, "No doubt about it. Nice work, Venus-chan."

"Thanks."

Bon Clay approached them, now angry. "You've seen through it, you say? Through what?! What part of my ability has someone like you seen through?"

"You can't use your Ballet Kenpo while in Nami-san's body, can you?" He gawked at him. "It's true, I might not be able to attack you, but Venus-chan can just fine. And the moment you attack, you always return to normal." He smirked. "By touching your cheek with your left hand."

He was surprised at Bon Clay laughing mockingly, before faking impaired hearing. "Eh? What's that? I can't hear you at all!"

"Hey, I'm right here, aren't I?"

"S-so what if you are?!" Bon Clay ranted. "Yes, yes, without this limber body I've developed, training daily in harsh, demanding lessons, I can't perform my Ballet Kenpo. So what? You're still plenty black and blue, aren't you?! What's more, let me show you this. The prima of Ballet Kenpo!" He removed the swan heads from his coat, and stuck them on his shoes. "I'll just say this much about it; from your viewpoint, the left one is the pen, and the right one is the cob."

"Who cares?" Sanji sneered in irritation.

"Whether you've seen through or not, it doesn't matter! Take this! Ballet Kenpo... Bombardier!"

Sanji leaped away from the rapid-fire kicks, resulting in the ballerina's right leg getting stuck in the wall. 'What?! What's the mark of his kick?!'

Bon Clay laughed mockingly. "The right choice! Avoiding that was the right choice! At the end of their bent necks are steel beaks!" He pulled it out, revealing a perfect circular hole. 'There isn't a single crack around that hole!' Sanji thought. He petted the swan's beak, as if it were real. "True power, when compressed into one point, does not destroy anything needlessly. Consider one of my kicks to be like a shot from a rifle. However, the bullet is a bit on the large side. I'm going to perforate you!" He delivereed more Bombardiers, but Sanji managed to dodge. "Un! Deux! Krah!"

"Collier!!" Their legs collided mid-kick.

"That won't work!"

Sanji was launched a good few feet away from one of the swans. "Sanji!" Venus exclaimed. 'Damn! Too much difference in our reaches!' He cursed mentally, and held his sore shoulder.

"This fight is over, huh?!" Bon Clay taunted. "Flying, flying, I'm flying! Ballet Kenpo! Memoirs of a Winter's Sky!!" He shot himself up, and tumbled in the air gracefully.

'But the longer his reach is, the longer it takes to recover,' Sanji thought, and lit a cigarette. "If I can avoid his shot, I'll have that much more speed!"

"Die, now!" Bon Clay made a beeline, but to his shock, Sanji leaped away just in time, now above him. He quickly turned into Nami, now feeling confident. "Too bad. How do you like this?"

This time however, Sanji was prepared. "Hey, you got something stuck to your left cheek."

"Really?" Bon Clay fell for the trick, and reverted to normal, oblivious to Venus stifling laughter.

"Basses Côte!!" His kick sent him spinning.

"Nice!" Venus praised, before he quickly swung his leg from behind.

"Longe!!" Another was directed at his neck. "Tendron!!" After a quick break, he launched another. "Flanchet!!"

"Un!" Venus gasped in shock when this time, the Bombardier hit its mark: Sanji's chest! "Deux!" Bon Clay kicked him away. "Ora!"

"Quasi!!"

"Tendron!! Quasi!! Collier!! Flanchet!! Cuisseau!!"

"Un! Deux! Ora! Krah! Un!"

She watched cautiously, as they were both performing spinning kicks, calling out different names. "Damn it!"

"Deux!"

"Collier!!"

"Krah!!"

They both fell to the ground, and Venus decided to intervene. "Strega-Strega... Palla!" She launched the energy ball at Bon Clay, knocking him down. "My turn."

"Venus-chan!" Sanji protested, but was unnoticed.

"Is that all you got, pigtails?" He taunted.

"You wish," She smirked, "Magic isn't my only shtick, pal." With her sturdy boots, she nailed a kick to the gut.

Bon Clay coughed, and smirked through the pain. "You're tougher than you look."

"Thanks."

Kicks and punches were thrown back and forth, Venus using her height as an advantage to dodge. When she had him cornered, he dumbly switched to Nami. "Oh dear friend, don't hit me-" He was cut off by a punch square in the face, noticeably away from where her friend's stolen goggles laid. Now back to normal, Bon Clay wiped off the blood coming from his nose. "How could I forget that doesn't work on you," He lamented, then a lightbulb went off in his mind. "What about... this?!" Venus gasped at his next move; now he looked like Usopp! "Ha-ha!" He taunted, as she visibly hesitated. "Can't attack your best friend, can you?"

"Venus-chan!" Sanji called out. "Don't fall for it!"

"How dare you," She glared. Now she knew how the cook felt earlier.

"Ballet Kenpo... Bombardier!!" Venus gasped sharply; Bon Clay's swan beak had stabbed her shoulder, while she was distracted! After he pulled it out, she collapsed to the ground, unable to fight anymore.

"Venus-chan!" Sanji shouted, and frantically carried her to safety, before turning to Bon Clay with vengeful eyes. "Bastard!!" He raged, and the brawl started again. "Jarret!! Collier!! Quasi!!" Flanchet!! Gigot!! Selle!!"

"Un! Deux! Ora!"

"Queue!! Jarret!! Collier!! Quasi!!"

"Un! Deux! Krah!"

"Flanchet!! Gigot!! Selle!! Queue!!"

"Un! Deux! Ora!"

As she watched, they went for each other one last time. "Veau Shot!!"

"Bombardier Arabesque!!"

Their kicks had missed... or as she thought. Her eye widened when Sanji collapsed to sit on the ground; her gaze then turned to Bon Clay, who's reaction was much greater, flying back into a building, as Sanji laid down. She smiled in relief, and ran over when he sat up, and proceeded to light a cigarette. "Thank goodness. I was worried for a second there."

"Venus-chan... you were worried about me?!" He gushed, his smoke heart-shaped.

"Settle down there," She held her hands up, before Bon Clay's groan caught their attention.

"I-I give..."

"You astound me," Sanji remarked, "You're still alive?" He didn't receive an answer. "What's the matter? If you turn yourself into Nami-san again, I can't finish you off."

"I can," Venus smirked, but the cook's raised hand stopped her from attacking.

"Hold on."

"Ridiculous," Bon Clay groaned, "I can't move, in the shape I'm in. What good will it do to avoid the outcome of this? You've won. Both of you; kill me." He smiled weakly, as the two merely stared down at him. "I'm destined to be eliminated by the organization anyhow." They still stood in place. "What are you waiting for? Hurry up, and strike the last blow."

But to his shock, they each extended a helping hand. "That was a good fight," Sanji praised with a smirk, "We shouldn't need any more words than that." Bon Clay begrudgingly sat up with their assistance. 'This is, unmistakably, the testament of friendship between rivals, He thought,' tearing up, 'But I'm not going to cry.' Venus flinched back when out of nowhere, Sanji kicked his head to the ground; she quickly caught Usopp's goggles, and followed him off, leaving Bon Clay laying weakly. "Bye, now. We'll be taking back our sharpshooter's goggles." 'H-he did strike the last blow...' "I've scuffed up another couple of bones there, huh?" He noted.

"No surprise there," She scoffed, and looked over the goggles, "Oh, and Sanji?"

"Yes, Venus-chan?"

She became nervous. "Does something on these seem... off?"

[agustdblues]

GMMTV 2024 PART 2 (I heard Gmm is letting fans submit stories for adaptations now😭😭 bffr gmm and hire WRITERS)

•US: GL NATION ITS ANOTHER WIN!! EMIBONNIE !!! WITH SING. I couldn’t have asked for a better cast Usually I’m not up for the “siblings having same love interest” typa story but the shots looked so pretty plus P’Fon is doing this series so IM SEATED. They took the best trailer of the night for me !!

•Revamp (The undead story): WabiSabi probably having a bad day rn💀 GMM has two vampire projects now? hmmm which one of them will get pushed back to 2025🤔 Boun is one sexy vampire BounPrem always look good tgt. Aah sooo many familiar faces are in this, I’m looking forward to it

•Thame-Po (Heart that skips a beat): An Idol romance series! Unexpectedly I’m very sold on this EstWilliam are very handsome and something was working there. Sammy is also here🥺 Since real idols will be singing I can expect better performance too☝️

•Sweet Tooth, Good Dentist: Mark getting his well deserved main role. I’ve been waiting for this day!! The plot might be simple but it will be adorable. My pretty (REAL) doctor Jimmy is also in this- most likely to give me a second lead syndrome haha

•The Heart Killers: FirstKhao and JoongDunk with P’Jo. Unlike my impression of the mock, this is a ROMCOM🤡 Yeah the pilot was not clear at all FirstKhao have great chemistry but it just felt like I was seeing SandRay in another universe. On the other hand, JoongDunk have finally made it out of the universities. I heard that it’s gonna be based off The Taming of the Shrew by Shakespeare, which confuses me more. I’m quite skeptical about this

•The Ex-Morning: Who would’ve thought I’d see KristSingto in a bl in 2024😭 It’s so nice to see Singto onscreen again. The rekindling flame theme is ironically suitable for them. Apparently P’Aof is writing the original script with the Sotus director. I’m torn about this cuz I dislike krusty a lot but the nostalgia is kinda hitting me. It’s truly og revival era

•Perfect 10 Liners: Not an ensemble again🤦‍♀️ I was so confused when I saw the huge ass line of actors onstage but it seems like this will be split into 3 parts to focus on all of the cps. So basically it’s Midnight Series but only gay with Jittirain’s mediocre engineering plot💀 Even if I were to watch this it will only be for JuniorMark but no promises made cuz I can’t even bring myself to watch We Are rn

•Ossan’s Love Th: actually I was seeing EarthMix in the opposite roles but Earth being the one stuck in between is much more fresh ig. I cringed a lot while watching this. Idk Earth maybe comedy is not your forte? I won’t be sure until the actual thing will start airing but still the sirens are on🚨

•Scarlet Heart Thailand: Tu is back again in an adaptation after quite a while. They’ve put together a strong cast here but why is Gun not here!?! I’ve neither watched the series nor read the novel but I’ve heard people say it was traumatising🤡 Since it’s a historical setting, this will cost a lot in production I don’t expect this to air until the end of next year

•Leap Day: This is the best one out of the lakorns announced in part 2. Gun is always acting his ass off damn. This show will be stressful asf but the plot is pretty unique. Everyone’s reaction when Pond said Gun is playing his younger brother was so skdjjdj

•Hide & Sis: Janhae in a family murder drama niceee I got some Pretty Little Liars vibes in the start. If you’ve enjoyed PSIHY you’ll probably like this too

•The Dark Dice: Is this Jumanji and Squid Game mixed and made darker?? Prim definitely loves doing thriller shows but I beg of her to get out of that school uniform already💀 and Gemini finally got to put his hands on this genre. I’m not interested at all

•Friendshit Forever: Girl who is coming up with these show names😭 They had me believing it was a gl in the first 30 secs. Ohh Boun welcome my pretty boy. Betrayal game shows are so boring🤷‍♀️

•Break Up Service: So Midnight Motel made even more illegal? It’s funny how I can see the clear distinction in Off and Gun’s solo project styles lol

Right now I can say I’ll watch atleast 3-4 of these shows. Well many of these series won’t be airing until next year considering Part 1 list is still pending to air Overall part 2 was much MUCH better than part 1

[browngurl99]

Day 7 - Faith/Rituals of love

"Come on! Say it, Nikita. It's a ritual."

"But I don't know how to make one on the spot. You just happen to be good at that, Aai."

Nikita and Trisha held a post-wedding get-together exclusive to certain relatives and close friends. They had come a long way since their first meeting at a jogging park 5 years ago.

Although Trisha was a couple years older than her, they got along very well. Trisha loved to make others laugh and sometimes Nikita laughed at her unfunny jokes just to see her proud smile. She was also a great friend. She always looked out for others, including Nikita. She always checked up on Nikita when she did not come to the park. One time, when Nikita came down with a fever, she came to her place by herself and then took drove her to a doctor.

It took them a six months-long friendship for Trisha to confess that she is bisexual is to Nikita. Nikita could not help but immediately come out to her at the very moment. Ever since then, they started slipping their presence into each other's lives more often. Then the obvious happened. They slowly realised what they felt for each other from a long time, was not one-sided at all. The confession was kind of a mess as it happened due to a playful flirting session between them that ended up with them kissing. But they worked it out in the end. Nikita could not even believe how quickly the time passed since their confession. And now, they were married.

"Ukhana doesn't have to be perfect. Just try it. It's the ritual that matters." Aai said.

It took some time for Aai and Baba to accept her fully. She came out a couple years ago. That time, they were shocked and worried. But later on, their daughter's happiness became the top priority for them. They still seemed hesitant some of the times as they were still not very used to the whole concept. But they were still learning. They were trying their best and that was enough for Nikita.

Surprisingly, Ashish was present at the gathering too. When Nikita came out to him, his reaction was positive. He stated that he forgave her 'betrayal' because he completely understood her situation. They got divorced for the better. But ironically their friendship got stronger after the divorce. He had been one of the few people who wholeheartedly supported Nikita's identity.

"Okay. I will try to say it." Nikita said nervously but also with a hint of excitement. Trisha winked at her ; To motivate her or to wish her luck? No one knows.

Nikita took a deep breath. It had been a long time since she said an ukhana. The last time was during the Satyanarayn Puja after her marriage with Ashish.

This time Nikita had to say ukhana for her the person she truly loved, Trisha. It was a little confusing. "How could I describe my wife in just some little poem?". She thought. Trisha deserved a thousand poems written about her. And Nikita would write those thousand poems but she would not want the world to know a single word of it, as if it was only reserved for Trisha.

Nikita pushed her too-many thoughts away and started reciting the poem

"Tujhya premachi challi ashi jaado

Prem geet aiktana tu lagli disu

Kontyahi phula peksha jaast sundar

Aahe Trishacha hasu"

[Translation: Your love had such magic on me

I started seeing you everytime I listen to a love song

No flower in the world can compete

The beauty of your (Trisha's) laughter]

"Waah! Waah! Kya baat hai!" Yelled Nikita's friends enthusiastically, as if they were attending a poetry recital.

Nikita gasped "You guys are trolling me. That was cringe. "

Then, Nikita heard a laughter to her side. Her wife was laughing. Her usual stern voice sounded very light. Her cheeks were brushed with a shade of pink.

"Oh my god!" Trisha said between laughs "That's the cutest thing I have ever heard. I loved it, Nikita."

Nikita's ukhana was completely true. In fact, not only flowers, but the beauty of the entire nature could be seen Trisha's laugh. She was truly lucky to have this woman as her wife.

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