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palskippah · 1 year ago

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Hi!

Some Mareach thoughts regarding their pining for the other because that's my favorite headcanon ever for them, especially if it's painfully obvious that they like the other.

It's all rambling sjdksj Sorry if it's confusing to read! It's just all my thoughts on the matter, and they're loosely based on the drawings I did jsjds

Also, this all may not be very coherent? In the sense of time and stuff, I wrote it on the spot, honestly sjsj

Now, Peach has been in love with Mario for a long time. Before he saved her for the first time, and maybe even before he became the helpful hero of the Mushroom Kingdom.

He was nice to her, respectful and liked to have fun- never mind that she was a princess. With her subjects Peach couldn't exactly run and jump and just play any time outside of the official games (unless it was little children, they loved it, but once they got bigger, they realized she was The Princess, and must be treated with excessive respect and distance, apparently), but with Mario she could get her nice, pink dress dirty with mud or with stains of green grass, get leaves in her hair, or overall be a mess, regardless of the situation. He'd just laugh with his equally dirty overalls, instead of fretting over her nice clothes being ruined.

They'd have simple competitions, who gets faster to that one tree about ten meters away? They'd push and shove to get there quicker, both using their abilities for it. Peach would levitate a rock for it to get in Mario's way, and Mario would jump very high to go past it easily. And whoever won earned a kiss from the loser (alright, Peach shamelessly set that rule, whatever for her to place her lips on Mario's round nose or to get his mustache to tickle her cheek when his lips placed a loud kiss on it).

It was fun and simple, and Peach felt truly relaxed and appreciated when she was with Mario, in a way that with her cousin Daisy or her father Toadsworth she just didn't. Her heart would beat faster, and she'd look forward to seeing Mario's blue eyes and his silly nose and his handsome mustache. And to hear his accented sweet voice, or to see him communicate with gestures, where Peach would do her absolute best to interpret it the best she could.

To simply be by Mario's side could made Peach's whole day.

After she was rescued though, she saw him in a new light- a heroic (and very handsome-) light. He fought against a koopa many times his size and simply flung him out by the tail! Then Mario effortlessly lifted her in his arms and ran her to safety. Mario kind of literally swept her off her feet, and Peach felt that she fell a little more in love with him, in a way that she knew she never would be able to forget or be able to get over it.

But something Peach is very glad of, it's that there's no need to forget or get over it, because Mario likes her too. A lot it seems. The first time he saved her, and once they were back at the castle, Mario seemed to reach for his hat to do a playful bow as he usually did for the princess, but Peach was excited and loved him so much and felt so cared for, that she impulsively leaned in and kissed him on the nose, halting Mario's movements. She muttered in a sweet, loving voice: "Thank you, Mario."

And by the stars, the way Mario's cheeks went pink and his eyes bright, as if something wonderful just happened to him, made Peach's heart sing in happiness. Could this mean that he could love her too?

So, Peach started to be clear in her intentions. She'd be sweeter, she'd get him gifts, and treat him like a king that deserved everything in the world. Because to her, Mario did deserve everything and more. Peach invited him exclusively to eat cake with her, they woudl go to picnics on their own ,to enjoy each other's company. And Peach would very tentatively reach his hand when she could or kiss his face if the situation allowed it, even staright up hugging him, with no excuse or reason to (simply because she wanted!)

To any outsider, it was clear the princess was courting Mario, but to Mario, it was just his good friend being more friendly, which was great! He was very glad to be a closer friend to Peach. So, Mario started returning the efforts, he'd give her silly things he found that reminded him of her or make the time to spend his afternoons with her. He'd be more affectionate in the way Peach was, saying outright what he liked of her or cheering for her in enthusiasm at their games (Mario saying, "I love you, I love you so much!" while clapping).

But it didn't go past that.

Peach wasn't sure if Mario was being oblivious or she wasn't being clear enough- But he'd blush and do silly dances when she said something particularly sweet to him, and his eyes would soften when looking up at her. So, Peach was very confused. Why, even when she said, "I love you, Mario", he answered with an enthusiastically, "I love you too, principessa!" and... that was it. As if Mario just didn't notice that Peach was trying to go somewhere with all their courting (Thinking about the "we look like a couple :3" "A couple of besties! :D").

I'm thinking that ever since they became friends, Mario has had at least a little crush on Peach, and how could he not? She's so beautiful, and nice, and funny. Mario doesn't think she'd be interested in him in a romantic sense though, because he knows very well she cares about him! But romantically? Princess Peach could have anyone she wanted, and there must be other royals more worthy of her love. So, why choose Mario? What could he possibly give her that another guy or woman in a much higher position couldn't?

Mario is very sure of himself in some ambits, and then in others not so much. When time goes on, he truly believes he's worthy of being Peach's hero, because he's strong, agile, he can jump very high, he's smart too! If Peach is in trouble, he will find a solution or a way to rescue her and make sure she's okay. He trusts his physical abilities very much, that's why he trains and does his best to be as strong as he can! What else can Mario give Peach if he can't be useful for her safety-

But he doesn't think he's good enough to be anything else besides that. Because Mario isn't worthy to hold her hand simply because he wants to, unless he's pulling her and running away from danger. And Mario couldn't just hold Peach in his arms in the way a bride is held by the groom, because he only does that if he needs to get Peach away from a castle or danger, again. Or to kiss her cheek just because he wanted to show her his fondness, without having to purposely lose their races.

Mario just wasn't good enough for that, and it always made him realize that no matter what he did, he'd never feel worthy, because he'll always just be Mario, Mushroom Kingdom's and Peach's hero. And Mario was okay with that, really. And what difference does it make, anyway, if Peach doesn't feel the same way. She was so sweet and considerate, always looking out for people she cared about. Mario was just very glad that he was in that group of people that Peach deeply cared for. And he knew he was there, because she did so many nice things for him! Bake him a cake, even when he didn't help her in any significant way prior to it, or hug him out of nowhere or look at him sweetly- it was as if they were dating! And it made Mario immensely happy, because if he tried hard enough, it was as if Peach only had eyes for him, and only did nice, sweet things for him. And looked at him with her beautiful sky-blue eyes, full of love for Mario, as if they were boyfriend and girlfriend.

When he saved her for the first and she kissed him and looked at him as if he was something precious and loving, he felt that maybe Peach could see him as a romantic partner, worthy of very nice things and very nice people such as Peach. But then she said, "You are my hero!" and that hope shattered, because right- hero, Mario was a hero. He was good in helping and saving the day and that's why people liked him! That's why Peach appreciated him too. So, Mario smiled brightly anyways and jumped in joy, because he's happy to be Peach's hero!

In the privacy of his own room, Mario would allow himself to feel sad about the matter, about feeling too little like a person and too much like a hero sometimes. Hoping it could be the other way, or maybe both ways. Anything so Peach could think of Mario and be pleased with the person he was, rather in all the things he could do. (Does that even make sense? it's me, Kym, asking ASJKJS)

And you can bet that Luigi was witnessing all of this, especially Peach's fruitless courting, and Mario's lovesick pining. He'd see the princess acting in the same way a loving partner would, and Mario relishing in the attention, very clearly in love. And then Mario would say something that sounded way to close to friend-zoning, and Peach would look briefly caught off-ward, most likely confused.

And Luigi couldn't blame her, when Mario himself didn't think she was courting him! The idiot (both affectionate and derogatory) didn't have enough confidence to think a princess could like (and love) him. Alright, well, if Luigi had a royal person hopelessly in love with him, he wouldn't believe it either- because he's just little ol' Luigi! Nothing special. But Mario? He was the specialest guy around! But he was so insecure too and wouldn't just see that Peach was almost desperately trying to get him to see that she loved him and wanted to be much more than just friends.

For God's sake, she said 'I love you' to Mario, directly to his face, and not even that seemed to change his thoughts of not being good enough or her not wanting anything besides friendship. Worst part, Luigi had to see his bro pining in their house, sighing, thinking of the princess, and out loud wondering what she was doing. He'd always be thinking of her, Peach this and Peach that- And it's not that it bothered Luigi or angered him, it's just that it was frustrating! The woman was right there! Peach could be with a huge MARIO, WANNA BE MY BOYFRIEND? <3 sign right outside their house and Mario would ask Luigi for which brother it was.

It frustrated him and made him feel sorry for his bro. Mario had something so good right in front of him, and due to his insecurity, he couldn't allow himself to see it.

After months and months of implying a relationship and Mario just, not noticing, Peach started to realize that... maybe Mario just didn't feel the same way. And maybe he just didn't know how to let her know it. Maybe Mario was being nice and returning her efforts just to not hurt her feelings, when all he wanted was to just remain friends. It made Peach feel so sad and so ashamed, had she just been forcing her feelings on Mario? A worse thought crossed her mind, has she been making him uncomfortable with her actions? And all these months...., Peach wouldn't forgive herself if that was the case. Maybe all those blushes and soft eyes and shy smiles were just the things she wanted to see.

Stars, she had to fix it. So, Peach stopped inviting Mario on his own to her castle and baking a cake with his favourite flavors in mind, and started inviting both brothers and also friends. She stopped leaning to hug him or kiss him, and when they'd win or lose races, Peach changed the rule into a high-five, meeting Mario's kissy lips with her palm the first time it happened. She truly hoped her efforts of a romantic relationship could just be forgotten, and not affect their friendship.

Mario was devastated with the change in Peach's behavior. She no longer invited him to the castle, and he didn't receive any more letters with 'Come to the castle, I've baked you a cake! <3', and the worst part- when he ran especially slow to get to kiss Peach in the cheek, and he was right about to do it, Peach's hand received him instead of her face. She smiled cheerfully and said, "Let's do high-fives from now on, yes?'

It was as if Mario's heart shattered- it was the last piece in the puzzle that indicated that he was no longer as loved as he used to be by the princess. Mario was treated like, like Luigi was! Which, honestly, was still very good, but! Mario used to be special! Peach used to treat him like he was someone noteworthy and worthy of the nicest gifts and her nicest smiles, and now it was no longer... If there was a little sliver of hope in Mario that they could be something, it was entirely gone. Now he couldn't even pretend that she loved him romantically, and it made him so, so sad.

Was it something he did? Mario should just ask, shouldn't he? God, but he just couldn't, he was a coward. What if Peach told him she no longer liked him at all, and was trying to slowly distance herself, and she actually hated Mario now?! Obviously, Mario was being dramatic, but he just wanted to explain why Peach no longer treated him in a special way...

That's all I've got 🧍

#super mario bros #my art #my writing #(new tag sjdsj)#mareach #princess peach #mario mario #luigi mario #I swear insecure Mario over things so obvious and untrue is my favortie #because he's alwasy seen as very confident and good with himself skdjsd #also when they finally get together they're always being very lovey-dovey and Mario makes sure to use every chance he has to love Peach #if you read everything god bless you aslkdalsds #also luigi having the same doubts is nice too because I like bowuigi so he's gonna be in a similar position soon SJDKSJ

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funkyplantguy · 2 months ago

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Saw u doing asks and realized I was late and then thought “hey why don’t i ask anyways bcs you can use this as an excuse to write whenever u want”

Soo here I am ‘:D

I LOVED After Midnight, actually read it a couple times now, and saww that you’ve been wanting to write more of it, and I rlly would love to hear about either how Scar and Grians first actual date goes or future relationship.. Literally anything u write I will read :3

Also the background/cub and mumbo burst in was incredible and i keep thinking about one liners from it that had me dead 😭✨

Also also I’ve been thinking of drawing a scene from when they were at the party, or just Grians outfit, bcs idk what it was but I keep picturing him with mushroom vibes like this- 🍄 What kinda outfit did you have in mind tho im curious??

OMG MAGGYYYYY IN MY ASKS ?!???!??? HELLO HELLO HELLO BELOVED HELLO !!!

WAAUUUUGH thank you!!! after midnight is something that i absolutely did not intend to be anything more than a one-off smut for scarian smooch fest, but something which has (happily) become more! i'm planning at least two more one-shots in the same universe (a first date fic for scar and grian, of course, as well as a first time fic for cub and mumbo), and then...who knows! maybe i'll have them go on a road trip, or something silly like that. it's kind of nice to just have a "basic" au (since almost midnight is just. a college au, essentially) with which to just have a good ol' silly goofy time with between my other projects/zines/events! and i'm so honored and flattered that people have enjoyed it in the way that they have <3

HAHAHAHA YEAH - i absolutely adore writing dialogue; i was giggling the entire time writing that scene to be so honest with you. i also adore cub and mumbo. cumbo <3

WAUUUUGHHH?? MAGGY ART???? MAGGY FANART???? i weep and sob and cry. you are SO correct with the mushroom vibes - i pictured him in a maroon corset top (something strapless) and a short, tight black skirt. maybe some thigh-high boots, too? honestly, go wild - you've Got The Vibe, our brain cells are connected and i will GREATLY cherish any art you may or may not make for this silly little au <3

#i'm going to come poke you in your asks to make you talk about your aus or just to bug you at some point hehe #we will play ask tag #grian #goodtimeswithscar #scarian #cubfan135 #mumbo jumbo #cumbo #hermitshipping #i need to get on that masterpost for my aus #plant answers #plant writes #after midnight au

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marinerainbow · 5 months ago

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Since you asked me about my Mario au tell me about yours!!!!

Thank you so much for asking me!!!

Hum... Well, my AU is nowhere NEAR yours or anybody level of awesome. But I hope you still like this! ^^

So, to begin, I do want to pinpoint that I do believe in MatPats theory that Rosalina is the daughter of Luigi and Peach. I know that MatPat has a reputation of WAY overthinking things, and I don't agree with all of his theories, but I like this one. And the reason, as he also put in his video, for how Rosalina can be the same age as Peach, how Peach can be alive even though Rosalina's mother is dead, and why she would choose Luigi over Mario, is because the Mario Universe's galaxy basically resets itself every 100 years with various differences; Rosalina is from a previous cycle of the galaxy, and since now she's a part of the ship and with the lumas, she is nearly immortal.

The reason I took the time to get into that theory is that I applied that to my AU. The galaxy resets itself every 100 years or so with little differences here and there, hence the various inconsistencies throughout the Mario Franchise. (This is partially so I can have the excuse to have multiple Mario AU's and just claim it's another galaxy cycle 😅 but also because I genuinely think this is cool ^^) for now, we'll talk about the current galexy cycle. Or at least my version of it.

Since there is SOOOO much to dissect in the Mario universe, I'll try to cover a little bit of everybody. Or at least the main crew. If you want individual headcannons, feel free to ask! ^^ I'm gonna do this in bullet points since I feel that format will be better for this.

The World

Even though Rosalina states 100 years as the galaxy's cycle time in Super Mario Galexy, I'm gonna stretch this too... 1,000 years, at least. Because think about it; one century isn't as long as you may think. Peach, Mario, Daisy and Luigi can all be born and grow old to be 100, and maybe not even die considering the oldest person alive is 117 years old, a whole new galexy is supposed to be born within one or two generations?? It doesn't exactly sit right with me tbh. So even though it's explicitly stated in the Mario canon... I'm gonna toss that out the window for my AU 😅😅😅

I know that the Mario TV shows are considered non-canon, but I do draw inspiration from them; in the sense that in this cycle at least, Mario and Luigi did originate from Brooklyn and accidentally found a magic pipe that took them to the world of the Mushroom Kingdom. Mario and Luigi, after getting over the initial panic, decided to lay low and continue their jobs as plumbers in this strange world while trying to find a way to get back home (as plumbers, they can get closer to pipes anywhere and can easier find a pipe that can take them home). It wasn't until that they witnessed Bowser kidnapping Peach while fixing the pipes of her castle that they were promoted to heros.

Speaking of Princess Peach's World, everything is bigger here. Like, everything. From the plants, the wildlife, the coins, and even the people. That's why we have gold coins as big as Mario's head, and why Bowser Jr., a b a b y, is half his size. I headcannon Luigi to be 6'2 and Mario to be 5'3, which although is still small for the average man... Princess Peach is 7'3. Yeah. Which compared to Bowser, that's still small. They truly are the land of giants. Toads are considered some of the smallest inhabitants of this world, as well as other characters such as Fawful. (I heard that Nintendo made Mario's official height to be 5'1, which would make the other characters a more reasonable size when you do the math... But this is a different cycle of the galexy (*cough* my personal AU) so XD)

From now on, I'm gonna refer to the world as The Strangelands. This is the world as a whole, not one specific land like The Darklands or The Mushroom Kingdom. They have their own separate space and galexy from us, hence why we aren't affected by the galaxy rebirth. The land where the fairies of 3D world come from, however, is also a separate universe from the Strangelands, and that's part of why their pipes are transparent rather than green. Ever since Mario and Friends and Bowser discovered the land of the fairies, it's become more accessible... And yet Mario and Luigi still can't find a pipe back to their world 🥲

Building up on that; the boos are a separate entity from ghosts. We see in Luigi's Mansion both boos and ghosts of various shapes and sizes. The boos have never been alive, or at least not as humans or toads or anything. They are the natural born citizens of the Strangelands' underworld- or rather, The Underlands, as they are called in this universe. It's where you go when you die regardless of the kind of person you were in the Strangelands, and King Boo rules over the afterlife. He sets up haunted mansions up in the land of the living both for fun and to 'recruit' more ghosts... Since boos are aggressive towards Mario and Friends when they enter the houses, use your imagination on what this recruitment process entails.

Peach, the Toads, and the Mushroom Kingdom

I'm gonna say that for my AU, Peach is an adopted Strangelands human of the Mushroom King and Queen. For whatever reason, they couldn't produce an heir, but found Peach when she was a baby. That's why Peach looks different from the toads.

The clothes and building materials of the Mushroom Kingdom are made from the fibers of the kingdoms own mushrooms and toadstools. It allows the clothes to grow back when they get torn or something, and the houses and buildings can easily recover from an invasion (afterall, we were able to create bricks out of fungal mycelium that can literally grow. Why not have the same be true for the toads?) The clothes are also pretty soft despite not being cotton, silk, or anything of the like. Which is why Kamek and Luigi canonically love Peach's dress... And also it's because her fashion is on point.

As we know, Peach is becoming bigger than just a damsel in distress. In my AU, Peach took a vow of pacifism when she took the throne, believing that that was the true path. However, the more that Bowser kidnaps her and the more threats that she encounters, Peach has been starting to get tired of it and learning how to defend herself with Daisy as her mentor. She's still the sweet, kindhearted princess and would rather avoid conflict. But she's not afraid to fight some koopas anymore. (Bowser thinks it's hot-)

According to the original games' manual, the goombas were traitorous toads of the Mushroom Kingdom. The reason why they look so different from the toads is because the magic in the Darklands corrupted their forms, making them closer resemble the very fungai of their former home.

The Mario Kart and sports games take place in the far future, when Peach and Bowser are finally on peaceful relations like she had always hoped. She now always invites him and his family to the tournaments. It took a while for the toads to trust him, considering his reputation, but in good time, he was accepted in the Mushroom Kingdom again ^^ in fact, Iggy helped invent the gravity defying wheels we see in Mario Kart 8.

Bowser, the Koopa Kids, and The Darklands

Toadsworth and his wife, the grandma toad in Mario RPG, are basically the Kameks of the Mushroom Kingdom; being Peach's advisors and teaching her what magic they know. Granted, their magic is more light than Kamek's, but it was how Peach was able to change her citizens back to normal after Bowser turned them into bricks, stones, and horsetail plants in the first game/kidnapping.

Speaking of horsetail plants; they are considered illegal in the Mushroom Kingdom with how deadly they are to the citizens. They can make a toad gravely ill just by being near them, and is the most effective poison against a toad, being able to kill them in mere minutes after consumption. And, with various things in the kingdom being made of mushrooms, the horsetail plants can also potentially destroy the very foundation of the city. Bowser intended on taking the mushrooms of the kingdom and turned some of the citizens into the plants to keep any potential survivors away from the princess, and once he took full control he would turn the toads that were bricks and stones back to normal since they know how to create these mycelium inbued buildings.

Mushrooms in real life can boost plants' immune systems and even defend them when they are connected to their 'shroom network. The same applies to the mushrooms of the kingdom. In fact, because these are magical mushrooms, it makes Peach's Kingdom not only the healthiest, lushest and most colorful place in the Strangelands, but it also means her land is the most valuable for agriculture. Not only could you grow whatever you want in the kingdom's soil, but it can also thrive. If the Mushroom Kingdom was in charge of our farming, we would have so much produce we wouldn't know what to do with it! Those $6 boxes of strawberries could go down to as little as 50 cents! No wonder people are constantly invading Peach's kingdom!

The initial reason why Bowser kidnaps Peach in the first place was A) part of his plan to conquer and rule all of the Strangelands, and B) because her lands' mushrooms are valuable for the reasons I stated above and then some. However, at some point, he fell in love with the princess in pink and his kidnappings became less hostile (as in, unlike the first time, he'll leave the toads alone for the most part. He'll still cause destruction, but he doesn't go out of his way to kill anyone. Except the Mario brothers since they are constantly in his way and wrecking his plans). He wants to court Peach, but after the first time, he's pretty certain that she only sees him as a monster. So he thinks that the only way to get her to even look his way, let alone get her to talk to him, is by force. But as we see in the Super Mario Wonder promotion video, we see Bowser is starting to try more gentler tactics of charming Peach when he offers her flowers. It doesn't excuse his actions, but my version of Bowser just wants Peach to love him back.

He does love Peach for her, but he also gained memories of a past incarnation of the galexy where they were genuinely in love. He's not sure how these memories exist, or why they only came to mind when he first met Peach, but it did spur him to find answers, and that led to his falling for the princess (in this world, there are only a few characters who remember their pasts lives. Kamek is one of them, and he used an experimental spell to jog Bowsers memory, and later on the koopalings and Junior once he perfected the spell. And that's how Junior knows that Peach isn't his mama without her or Bowser telling him otherwise. But he and the koopalings still want her to be their mother)

The reason why we see so many dry koopas in the darklands is because the darklands are the closest connection to the underworld. Like you're more likely to find a pipe to the underworld in Bowsers castle than in Sarasaland or sonething. That's also part of why Bowser and King Boo have developed an alliance. Boo has taught Bowser the secret of his paintings, hence Super Mario 64, and provides him a way to utilize his citizens who have passed away. In return, Bowser agreed to allow King Boo reign over part of the Stranfelans whenever he takes over. As long as each of his kids still get their own kingdoms.

Speaking of the Koopalings; kamek only casted the spell on them after their own first encounter with Peach. The kids were confused as to why Bowser would go to such lengths for Peach, but when they got to interact with her, she was... Actually, very nice to them. Almost maternal. Peach couldn't believe Bowser had children and was even afraid for them, considering she's only seen his tyrannical side. For the brief time she interacted with them, she expressed concern and care for their wellbeing and even got to play with some of them like Lemmy, before Mario rescued her. That was enough to convince the Koopalings they needed Peach in their lives, but once they got to remember the past cycle where she was their mother, they really started to get involved in Bowsers schemes to get her back... Even if they are exasperated with him not just talking with her 😅

Wendy: Dad, trust me. Us girls love it when a guy just walks up to us and tells us how we feel! You need to try it!

Bowser: Hm... Maybe-

Bowser: Wait! Have there been boys talking to you, Wendy!?

Wendy: -_- Dad, if there were, Roy would have beaten them up by now.

Bowser: Well, as your father, I need to get a beating in myself! Where are they!?

Wendy: *facepalms*

Edit: I originally said that Bowser requested Kamek to jog his children's memories, but I realized the plothole in that; if he knew that the kids knew that Peach was only their mother in a past life, why did he look so guilty, shocked, and was almost crying when Junior confessed to him that he knew Peach wasn't really his mama? So I fixed it, and Kamek did it on the koopalings request instead, when they snuck in his lab and read his notes on this whole thing. Bowser only finds out later. (Also, Bowser up above is threatening to beat up the hypothetical boys that talked to Wendy not only because he's protective, but because he figured out she's a lesbian and isn't tolerating some guy putting the moves on her. Wendy hasn't told him yet, he's just waiting for her to come out if at all. He's intense, but he's got the spirit.)

In this galexy cycle, Bowser birthed Junior himself (I saw a headcannon floating around that koopas can reproduce with another, or by themselves, and I love that ^^), but adopted the koopalings in different times. Ludwig came first, followed closely by Iggy. Larry. Mortan. Roy and Wendy were adopted around the same time. And finally Lemmy. Junior was born a little before Roy and Wendy came into the picture, and has very vague memories of first being introduced to Lemmy. Other than that, as far as he's aware, his siblings have been with him from the beginning.

As for the Koopalings' ages, I do mostly agree with the mainly agreed census that their order of appearance in Super Mario Bros 3 is indicating their ages; Ludwig, Lemmy, Roy, Iggy, Wendy, Mortan, and Larry... I say I mostly agree with this because I actually headcannon Lemmy to be the youngest of them all next to Junior. Just- LOOK AT HIM!? He's so baby!! I know, he could very easily just be immature and short for his age... But he is the true baby of the Koopalings in my heart.

Rosalina and the Lumas

As for Kamek, he's been working on this memory spell for some time. The past... 50 or so galexy cycles, in fact. It's only before the lumas sacrificed themselves in SMG that he finally cracked it, after experimenting on himself and other koopas (one cycle, he even accidentally wiped all of his memories and had amnesia for the rest of his life. Fortunately, he had all of his memories back in the next cycle and made a mental note not to do what he did to cause that again 😅)

As stated above, Rosalina is from a previous cycle where she was Peach's and Luigi's daughter. It did take her some tie to get used to witnessing new timeliness where her mother fell in love with Mario instead, or stayed single. Bowser being her mothers love interst especially threw her off. Though, because of that, she has developed a tiny sense of a big sister role with Junior and the Koopalings. It grew when she got to meet and interact with them in Mario Kart, though she keeps her secrets from them; they don't know that she's technically their sister from another timeline.

By the end of Super Mario Galexy, Rosalina has made her presence known to the cast, and has decided to be more hands on from now on as her role of watcher of the galexy. She comes to the Strangelands to physically check in more often, and that allowed Peach to invite her to the kingdoms events. Rosalina hasn't told Peach of her true identity, though the princess does feel a strange, maternal warmth towards her that she can't explain.

The reason why Rosalina and the lumas were so involved in SMG was because of the black hole. It was unexpected, and they stepped in hoping to help Mario stop it, but he couldn't. That's why the lumas sacrificed themselves to emergency reset the whole galexy before it's scheduled time. It's because of that emergency cycle that the cast are still around rather than being reborn as their ancestors and clearly remember everything.

Just because Rosalina has accepted her role as watcher of the galexy, doesn't mean she's too happy about it. I mean, she has to watch her family who don't even remember her continue on with different lives every 1,000 years, and is unable to communicate to them who she really is... I think Rosalina might have even developed depression at some point. She loves the lumas, but she still wishes she can truly be with her family. Even if they aren't her family anymore.

After the events of Galexy, Kamek wants to find Rosalina and figure out what the hell is going on. He remembers past lives, but doesn't know how it's even possible. But he knows Rosalina has to know, and he wants answers. He's also hoping to find a way to get everyone to remember their pasts for his own reasons. But since Rosalina lives in a spaceship, it's kind of hard to accomplish that... But hey, with the strange stoic women being invited to the Go Karting tournaments, as well as the koopas, it gives our favorite wizard a chance to finally confront Rosalina...

This is all I have so far, aside from character headcannons. I also have my own original concepts and characters. You know Princess Boolina (the poll is still going, but I'm gonna refer to her as Boolina since that's the winning name), as well as a kingdom of music with a king, queen, princess, and prince. I'm not sure if I'll develop the second one more. It depends on whether or not people would be interested and if I can figure out how to fit them in the Mario world. But I hope you like this AU! It may change as I develop it more ^^

Part of the need for the emergency reset was also because of people like Kamek trying to change the course of this cycle. In this iteration, or at least the one before the lumas sacrificed themselves, Peach was supposed to end up with Mario, but thanks to Kamek, Bowser kept getting in the way and trying his way of courting her and getting her back rather than letting this cycle run its course, to the point where he made up his own universe and caused the events leading up to the blackhole consuming everything just to have his love back. After these events, Rosalina has decided that she should keep a better eye on Bowser and Kamek in particular...

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[Mild] Naughty Journal Sumeru Edition

Imagine having a journal dedicated for jotting down all [lewd] fantasies about that certain hot guy. But then one thing led to another and now mister certain hot guy learns of your indecent thoughts towards him. What happens next?

Contents include [Journal Entry Highlights] and [How they find out about your secret and their reaction].

Starring : Alhaitham, Cyno, Kaveh, Tighnari, Wanderer (Separate)

Tags / Warnings : 🌶 [Mild Chili] Suggestive themes; Stalking; Masturbating; Stray cuss words; (Me) fangirling over Alhaitham; A hint of drama / feeling insecure if you squint; Implication of human trafficking; Mentions of being affected by posion mushroom (please, do not carelessly approach, eat, or touch mushrooms unless confirmed they are safe); (Over exposure to) Aphrodisiac; Tighnari's scene 😳; etc.

I have no beta reader so...yes. Sorry if there are grammatical / spelling errors.

Also, most scenes are on or before version 3.3 because I have been slacking on my Archon Quest.

Future Plan : Chilis Naughty Journal Sumeru Edition; But first, I will finish the ones listed in Teasers Maltesers (Jan 13)

Links : Pinned Post, [Mild] Naughty Journal ft. Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya (Separate), [Chilis] Naughty Journal ft. Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya (Separate), [Mild + Chili] Naughty Journal Scaramouche Request, Teasers Maltesers (Jan 13)

Note : [W/N] means Wanderer's Name.

Target audience is female (bodied) reader.

To whoever is reading, please enjoy and look forward to [NSFW Ending] in the far future.

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📚 ALHAITHAM

Journal Entry Highlights :

> In all honesty, the only reason why I am working hard as a scholar is not for the prestige or the Akademiya. 🙄

> Who cares if I graduated from the Akademiya?

> Now, I just want a good reason to interact with the scribe.

> Will I ever catch the full, undivided attention of our virile scribe? 🥺

> Archons look at those rock hard muscles 🤤🥩

> And down there, I bet he has a big juicy package. 🤤🌭

> HOW CAN YOU CALL THAT A SCHOLAR??!

> I've never taken a penis before but I sure as hell would not mind if Alhaitham breaks my mouth or pussy. 🥺🥵

> *based on observations and approximations, insert Alhaitham's length and girth when flaccid and when erected complete with an "as close as possible" drawing of his penis*

> *insert detailed fantasies of you and Alhaitham doing the deed and recording it using the Akasha... For future reference 👀*

> *insert calculations of how long Alhaitham would last in bed*

> *insert details of how you masturbate to Alhaitham*

> *insert fantasies of how Alhaitham masturbates and where his preferred spots are*

> Fuck, I want Alhaitham to breed me so bad! 🥵

> *insert something like Punnett Square here*

> *insert description of your offsprings based on calculation and data*

> I need to become a better scholar so I can be a worthy breeding material. ❤️

How they find out about your secret and their reaction :

“Excuse me,” you modestly asked the group of students perched on a bench outside the Akademiya. "Have you seen a [favourite colour] journal with a dendro symbol engraved on its cover?"

"No. Did you lose your journal?" eyeing you from head to toe, one of the students asked curtly.

"Why would a researcher lose their journal? Only an unsystematic person who's incapable of passing the Akademiya would do that," another responded.

"I believe the correct question is: why would a researcher not use the Akasha? Don't tell me you don't know how to utilize it?" the last of the group mocked.

To this, the students laughed.

Of course. As expected from the people of the Akademiya. Most of them were a bunch of entitled pricks and this group - luckily - was one of them. Why did you even bother asking nicely?

Regardless if they were kind or not, you still had to act friendly. Why? Because it was an emergency. Your notebook full of Alhaitham smut was missing. Five days already passed and still the naughty journal was yet to be seen. You figured no one would take interest in a non-academic-looking journal but it seems you were wrong...hopefully. Archons, all you wanted was to have your notebook in your arms.

A defeated sigh escaped your lips. You were desperate to look for it and inquiring with people was your last resort. You never really had your hopes up but you figured it was worth a shot. Apparently, retracing your steps bore no fruit. Now, it didn't matter if a commoner or even the General Mahamatra found the item. As long as Alhaitham himself doesn't know, you were contented. Why?

Because he was a bookworm. The last time you were sure you were in possession of your debauchery-filled notebook was when you saw the scrivener and sneaked behind him to ogle at his build. When you arrived at your room to add a lewd entry, lo and behold the journal was gone. Imagine what if the scribe found it?

Agh! Whatever! Maybe the young man was right. Maybe you were unsystematic. Maybe your writing, like majority of your academic paper, was already in the trash. It made sense because you weren't from a family of scholars, anyway.

Exhausted, you shook your head, chose to tune out the discourteous remarks thrown at you and flee the scene.

"It seems you three are not in the know," a manly voice said.

That voice! You'd recognize that even if you were blindfolded! Of course you'd love to hear his voice anytime but you'd prefer it in a more expressive manner.

For example, hearing him grunt as he fucks you deep.

"The reason why Miss [your name] decided to instead utilize a hand-written journal is because of the sensitive data in her research. Its details are not yet in the Akasha and it is strictly not intended for audiences such as yourselves," Alhaitham reasoned. "Miss, did your assistant misplace your notes?"

OMG! OMG! Alhaitham - THE Alhaitham - was talking to you!

"Yes. It is as you said," you choked out, riding along his speculation.

Alhaitham was wrong about you having an assistant but he was right about the data being sensitive.

Anyway, the point was!

The point was! Alhaitham, your sexy academic stud, interacted with you! And he defended you against these pups!

However, proud people, when their exaggerated self-esteem is trampled upon, would retaliate.

"Not for audiences such as ourselves? Are you calling us less-learned?? You are just a scribe!" one of the students grouched.

"Dear, did you know that being a scribe requires a high level of education?" you calmly retorted, crossing your arms as elegantly as possible.

Keep cool! Keep cool! The toothsome scrivener was watching!

"What do you mean? A scribe only serves as a public secretary, nothing more!"

"A scribe, my dear, is a LEARNED person who indeed serves as a copyist, among other roles. Tell us then, how do you think can a scribe produce academically correct and non-ambiguous reports if he does not understand the data given to him?" you raised an eyebrow as you questioned the dumbfounded students. How dare they talk smack against your stud??

You could see it in their eyes. They wanted to argue back but they learned, based from the word definition in the Akasha, that you were right. They still had an insignificant probability to win the debate but you didn't want them to actually come up with a retort. Showing no mercy against pip-squeaks like these, your favourite trump card was-

"It seems you lack the vocabulary - something a student such as yourselves should expand. You are all from [Darshan], correct? Perhaps I should suggest to add linguistics courses to you all so you may enrich your knowledge."

Additional subjects to extend the academic years recommended by an alumnus. Who would want that, right?

"Ahem! N - no need," a student quickly replied.

The three students hurriedly gathered their belongings and scrambled to their feet.

"We didn't find any [favourite colour] notebook. Try somewhere else," they said before dashing away with their tails between their legs.

Alhaitham let out an amused chuckle. Knowing the scribe rarely showed any emotions, you wanted to see what kind of expression was he making. However, you were too embarrassed to look at your saviour.

"Ahem...," you noised. "Thank you."

With this, you finally had the courage to face Alhaitham. As usual, he had a serious look on his face - similar to a person who had not had coffee in the morning. In response to your gratitude, he simply nodded.

"You ought to be careful," the scribe spoke.

"Yes, you're right. Thank you," you responded rather too quickly as Alhaitham's next move drained the colors on your face.

It was as you feared. Alhaitham had your naughty journal - your oh-so-sinful diary. All you could do was freeze and stare at the object as he nonchalantly handed it to you. In your mind, you calculated the probability of the scribe reading your notes.

After a few seconds of what seemed to you like years, Alhaitham noised to catch your attention, his hands still in the air to return your item. You stuttered and shakily took the notebook from the man.

"T - Thank you...," you squeaked quietly, now red as a henna berry.

Around ninety-nine percent. That was how likely he read your notes.

"It would be troublesome if someone else found your journal. Luckily for you, it was an eremite. He did not understand its contents and nearly decided to hand it over to the nearest scholar around. But when he flipped the pages and saw a drawing of me, he deemed I was its best recipient."

So, the eremite did not see your lewd drawings? Or did he not understand you drew some penises?

"I applaud how detailed your entries are. Your thorough descriptions assists in picturing the narrated erotic scenes. Even the way how you and I masturbated were vividly represented."

"You've read it?!" you gasped in surprise.

You shrank. Obviously he read it. If he didn't, he would not know you wrote something about masturbating, right? You should have known a percent probability meant a trivial chance.

"Th - Then earlier, with those students...?"

"What I said was true, wasn't it? The information contained in that journal are all sensitive. I believe I also mentioned they are not suitable audiences to read these notes," Alhaitham responded plainly, as if the situation was not embarrassing at all. Well, for him it wasn't.

"W - wha...! B - But, when you said it is not in the Akasha terminal...?!" you stuttered again, spouting nonsense as your thoughts were occupied in recalling all the lewd entries you had written in your notebook.

"Another fact," Alhaitham simply replied before issuing a warning. "Although an Akasha terminal can be used to record events, I would advise against it."

He then proceeded to discuss why it was not ideal to utilize the Akasha in recording, especially pornographic scenes. Of course, you weren't a kid and you knew the dos and don'ts, yet the scribe reprimanded you as if you actually did a don't.

"I understand, thank you. It was just a fantasy, though," was all you could utter after the brief lecture, to which Alhaitham hummed in response.

“Oh, and one more thing,” he added.

The scribe pinned you against the wall while gazing into your eyes, making you squeal and feel your legs turn jelly. His intent stare was as if he was deciphering your very core. You squeezed your thighs and waited for his next words.

"You should correct your data. Compared to what you have declared, my penis is bigger, and my stamina and erection can last longer."

What??

You were stunned at Alhaitham's bold declaration, gawking as vulgar scenes flashed into your mind. Your pussy cried love juice and excitedly clenched at nothing. So he was bigger? If you two did the deed, would he fit?? And if he did, how long would he pound your poor untrained pussy???

Why would he reveal such things in the first place?!

As if pinning you wasn't enough for a tease, the scribe blessed you with a seductive smirk before whispering in your ear.

"I can provide you actual data if you wish."

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🐺 CYNO

Journal Entry Highlights :

> The General Mahamatra always look so serious

> I mean, his job must be so stressful, right? 😳

> He must have a lot of pent-up desires, right? 😳😳

> *insert fantasy wherein you suggest giving Cyno head to ease his tension*

> *insert fantasy wherein Cyno lets out his sexual frustrations on you*

> RAWR I BET HE'S GOING TO BE ROUGH 🥵😏

> *insert fantasy wherein Cyno fucks you all evening*

> "Heh... You're finally awake. I've already dumped a couple of loads into you. Your pussy is literally oozing out my cum."

> If Cyno would punish me, I hope it would be sexual torture 🥵😏

> *insert roleplay fantasy here wherein you are hunted down by Cyno and he uses you as a cum dump instead*

> Feel free to use my body, sir 🥵

> But in all seriousness, I hope he gets to relax, even for just a few minutes 🥺

> *insert sweet fluffy scenes with Cyno here*

> *insert cute domestic scenes here*

> Speaking of which, I heard him telling a joke once. I shouldn't pry but... I don't know if I'll laugh at the joke itself, or his delivery, or his poker face, or his long explanation! 🤣

> His joke went like : *insert Cyno's joke here*

> *insert more of Cyno's jokes here*

> *insert your own personal comeback or supplement to his jokes*

> If we are going to have babies, I bet Cyno would pass down all his jokes as inheritance

> Cute desert babies!! 😍❤️

How they find out about your secret and their reaction :

You excitedly packed your belongings, smiling happily at the thought of traveling with expenses already paid.

"You've always wanted to go there, right? Well, you're in luck as I have to conduct research in the area. Why don't you join me? I'll cover your lodging."

It was a too-good-to-be-true opportunity - too appealing that you did not let it pass even when you had some doubts. Anyway, surely your friend would not scam you when they said you could tag along in their journey free of charge. You had your own money so even if they did make you contribute Mora, you were prepared.

As a scholar of Amurta, you wanted to learn more about life behind The Wall of Samiel. In this trip, maybe you could practice adapting in the desert. Maybe you could learn more about the desert people's culture and preferences. You know, just in case you and Cyno decided to have kids and settle down in the desert.

Which was impossible, currently. Because number one: Cyno was a dedicated General Mahamatra. And number two: Cyno had no clue you and him were dating.

"Hi, thanks for letting me join you in your research!" you immediately greeted your friend with gratitude.

"No problem! We have to hurry, though. We don't want to be late on our accommodations," your friend brushed off, focusing on their map and beckoning you to pick up the pace.

You got to your meeting place thirty minutes early yet your friend made it seem you were late. Whatever, you couldn't complain. You were benefitting from this expedition anyway. Instead of grumbling, you acted like a sensible adult, did as instructed, and darted to where your friend ran off to.

"Uhm... Is this the right way to Caravan Ribat?" you confirmed, huffing as you tried to speak while jogging.

"No. We won't be passing through Caravan Ribat," your friend responded, making you think for a second.

Why wouldn't you go through Caravan Ribat? Was there another route you could use to travel to the desert? Where exactly were you two going to stay anyway? Before you could voice your doubts, your companion moved on to talk about their research.

You and your friend discussed academics without forgetting to hurry your pace. It was a long travel, almost as if you were trying to make a stray cat lost, but the conversation you had made the trip enjoyable. Soon enough, you indeed both reached the desert.

You marveled at its wonderful sight, a scenery totally different from the rainforests and greeneries you were used to. You saw henna berries and wondered if you could make a dish Cyno would like. You also saw scarabs and thought how hard-working they seemed - pretty much like the General Mahamatra. Another creature that reminded you of the man was the desert fox, because you find them both cute.

Marching forward, you saw wooden structures on the distance. Was that the place you were headed? You did not expect it to be livable, though. Far from it, in fact. In a place like that, what would you do if a sandstorm occurred? Where would you get water for drinking? What about for hygiene? How-

"Well, well. Look who we have here," a rough voice greeted you both. "Purchasing one wasn't enough for you, eh?"

Three eremites popped out from hiding and surrounded you, all of them wearing a grin that spelled trouble.

"I have the goods," your friend declared.

"W - what's going on...? You brought them goods? What goods?" you nervously asked as your flight senses screamed at you.

"Sorry, [your name]," was all your friend said to you while grabbing your arm. "I have the girl. Now, where are my canned knowledge?"

"What?! Let me go, now!!" you yelped, kicked, and resisted. With a successful punch, you managed to free yourself from the traitor's grasp before falling prey to one of the eremite's strong hold. "Nooo! Let! Me!! Go!!!"

"Haha! She looks feisty. I like it!" an eremite said, eyeing you from head to toe. He licked his lips and it clarified what would become of you if you didn't escape.

"Good! Good! This almost looks like an excellence exchange. Except we need to sample your goods first," another one commented.

"She's a hindrance to my research. Do what you want with her, I don't care. As long as you give me the canned knowledge," the bastard you once considered friend revealed as they gave you a scornful look.

The foul declaration made your stomach churn. So this was the reason why your instincts told you to decline the offer. You should have known and listened.

"Well, aren't you too eager? You hear that, girl? We're going to have loads of fun with you," to this, the three eremites guffawed and started touching your defenseless body.

You struggled against the tight hold on you. It didn't matter if you ended up with broken bones. Escape was far more important than anything else right now.

But something distracted them - something behind you made one eremite look wary and draw his sword. Meanwhile, your bastard colleague's face turned pale, suddenly shrieking and bolting away faster than lightning.

Cyno, the General Mahamatra, was here.

Your saviour easily dealt with the small group of eremites before instructing you to stay put. You did as told and watched your self-declared boyfriend go after the treacherous scholar. In less than thirty minutes, Cyno returned with your now unconscious acquaintance, their crotch area wet from fear.

Cyno scanned you from head to toe. He already captured his target but it seems there might be one more. Judging from the way you trembled, you were either hiding something illegal or still in shock.

"Trading canned knowledge is strictly prohibited," he initiated.

"I am aware," you responded weakly, shaking from both fear and excitement. "I - I was nearly sold for canned knowledge by that person. Thank you for saving me."

Cyno's eyes widened momentarily. So that was why you were in a compromising position earlier. He noted to make sure to double this person's punishment.

To investigate further, the General Mahamatra questioned you about the situation to which you obliged.

"Where are the canned knowledge?"

"I don't know," you said sheepishly as you felt pressured not knowing the answer. "I'm not even sure if these eremites really possessed them in the first place. But they did mention something about buying once was not enough?"

Cyno once again studied your movements. Your accounts and his information about this person matched. Plus, you seemed to be telling the truth. To formally conclude his investigation, he needed to check your belongings and ensure you did not possess canned knowledge or anything else that was prohibited.

Punishment did not scare you. You knew you were innocent so you let Cyno freely scan your stuff. He ran through your clothes - including your cute undies; your academic notes and books; your sufficient-just-for-travel Mora; your own Casket of Tomes; your naughty journal.

Oh, right! You had it with you in fear that someone might stumble upon it while you were away. You gasped loudly; colors drained your face as you watched Cyno open the notebook. This prompted the General Mahamatra to think the daybook contained something along the lines of academic fraud or plagiarism. An evidence of misdeed.

But what he discovered was far from what he assumed. Now he understood why you were horrified. Nothing has ever fazed him before but this - this was just too much that the quiet Cyno was left even more speechless. Almost everything written in the journal was all about your horny thoughts towards him.

Almost but not all.

You dreaded the passing minutes. Wait, was perverting the General Mahamatra illegal? It's not like you were publicly doing it, right? It was just a journal after all, something akin to therapy. In any case, you waited for Cyno's verdict.

"So...," Cyno coughed, hiding the embarrassment coursing through his body after browsing through your notes. "You...liked my joke?"

Cyno focused on the less bawdy information in your notes. He may not show it but you knew he was pleased. Still, it did not immediately dispel the shame you felt from being exposed.

"U - uhm - yes. Yes, I do...," you answered bashfully.

"You had an impressive addition for the joke about sumpter beasts. Do you mind if I use that joke myself?"

"Oh! I - uh - I don't mind. Please feel free."

"And you play Genius Invocation TCG too?"

"Yeah, I do. I watched you play once and you looked so cool. I started learning recently so I'm not as skilled as you."

"And you're my girlfriend?"

"I - I was just fantasizing!! Sorry!" you yipped. "It will not get me in trouble, will it?"

This Cyno. You were starting to relax around him! Why did he have to bring up an embarrassing topic? Wait. Was that an amused smile on his face? It must be, otherwise you were hallucinating under the scorching heat.

Cyno nodded before putting all your stuff neatly back in place.

"You're cleared. I'll escort you back home before handing this researcher for trial, and I will make sure it will be a severe one on your behalf. Be extra cautious next time," he concluded, handing you your backpack. "After this, when can I see you again?"

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🏛 KAVEH

Journal Entry Highlights :

> My Kaveh is not like any other scholar and I am so proud of him! ❤️

> He is so approachable and he is not snobbish (as others) and he is so open-minded and ❤️❤️

> Notice me please, sir ❤️❤️❤️

> If I told him I was dying and I needed him to fuck me as cure, will he do it? 😳👀👀‼️

> *insert crack / smut scenario wherein you ask Kaveh to cure you through sex*

> No, of course I would not stoop as low

> No, he is not the reason why I chose the Darshan Kshahrewar 🙄

> But he is the reason why I stayed 😏

> Why does he have to be so nice?? It's giving me mixed signals!! 😭😭

> If he and I were to be together... 🥺😍❤️

> Out of all the scholars in Sumeru, I want Kaveh to be my spouse ❤️

> *insert drafts / designs of dream house and rooms here*

> Sir, please give me babies. ❤️

> *insert Kaveh smut here*

> *insert portraits of Kaveh here*

> *insert more smut here wherein you and Kaveh had done the deed in every. single. room*

How they find out about your secret and their reaction :

“Excuse me, Kaveh, sir!” you approached the blonde-haired man seated on the library, drafting away on a sheet of paper. The desk was fully occupied by him as his tools and other materials took up much space.

"Hello!" Kaveh greeted and despite getting distracted, he smiled pleasantly at you.

Noticing the cute lion hairclip and the adorable accessories, he recognized his favourite junior immediately: someone whose ideas were akin to his. [Your name].

Other scholars, regardless of their Darshan, had always judged you wrong. Your sense of style, both in appearance and in work approach, always gave them the initial impression that you did not have what it takes to graduate.

Yet here you were, an accomplished architect standing in front of him.

"Just Kaveh will do, you know? So how can I help you?" he asked, resting his cheeks on his knuckles, happy to see a like-minded soul.

"Yes, uhm...," you said bashfully, stifling a giggle that's about to burst from you. "I'm looking for the scribe-"

"Why??" he immediately cut, straightening his body and squinting at you disapprovingly.

You almost laughed at your senior's reaction. You knew he liked to complain about his roommate - his benefactor - and you took advantage of this just so you could have extra time to talk to the architect. You could have gone straight to your concern without mentioning Alhaitham but no, you just had to.

"Isn't he supposed to be in his office? Wait, of course he isn't! You wouldn't be asking me otherwise if he were there, right?" Kaveh grumbled. To this, you finally let out a laugh and apologized immediately. "Ugh! Seriously! So, why did you need him anyway?"

"He rejected my application form," you sighed, showing your senior the request form you filled out with a big red REJECT mark on it.

Kaveh took your form and beckoned you to take the seat beside him. You happily obliged, patiently waiting for your crush to review your request for accessing archived materials. Judging by the look on his face, you knew he was going to complain yet again.

"This looks properly written! I don't understand why Alhaitham would decline this?!" Kaveh bursted, huffing as he re-read what you wrote for the nth time. "You even explained why you needed the materials, for what project, for whom, and for how long. See! These are complete details! Geez...! That guy..."

"Pfft... Ahem...," you wanted to laugh out loud, really, but you were in a library. On the other hand, Kaveh had no problems being loud in a quiet place like this. "I want to know why my request got denied as well, so I was thinking of asking him personally," you reasoned.

"No need!" the architecture puffed, handing the paper back to you. "Just file another request with the EXACT SAME CONTENTS. If he approves that then he is so going to get a piece of my mind!"

"Thank you for your advice."

Kaveh looked so cute. The pout on his lips indicated he was displeased with the matter. Then a smirk formed on his face as he imagined his win on the debate against the scribe.

"Sorry if I disturbed you," standing up, you told the daydreaming man.

"Hehe. It's no problem," Kaveh replied who was suddenly in a good mood after his outburst. "Let me know if your request gets approved, okay?"

"I will. Thank you."

...

"Ugh!! I swear he could be so unreasonable sometimes! No, make that all the time!" Kaveh grumbled yet again after finding out Alhaitham rejected your request.

"It's okay. He recommended another book so I did gain something," as much as you liked Kaveh, you still defended Alhaitham because he indeed suggested a better alternative.

"If you ask me, he should have lent you the other one as well. For extra inspiration, you know?" Kaveh pouted as he sensed he lost the chance to impress you and you were siding with his roommate.

This time, you agreed with the architect's reasoning and nodded in agreement. He sighed and decided to stop the Alhaitham slander.

"By the way... What do you think about this design?" the renowned architect asked, showing you his craft. He then proceeded to explain his client's request and discussed the idea behind his design in line with the requirements.

You were humbled immediately. Why would your senior ask for your advice? You were his junior and he was way better than you! You should be getting recommendations from him instead! Despite the thoughts plaguing you, you tried to take in the details he provided.

"So basically, that's what the couple wanted for their vacation lot."

"Isn't this confidential?" was your first response after he was done talking.

"Meh... Yeah," Kaveh replied carelessly with a shrug. "It's okay if it's you. Your opinion matters to me."

Your opinion matters to me. See, this was why you liked Kaveh.

"Uhm - if you say so...," you said nervously as you finally tried to gather your thoughts.

"Don't panic!" Kaveh urged, knowing fully well why your hands trembled. "I wouldn't be asking just anybody, you know?" he encouraged, giving you a persuasive wink.

You blushed at the man. At times like this, you wanted to burst and admit that you liked - no - loved him so much. But you were afraid you might just be reading too much, hallucinating that his actions were advances. He was just a nice, expressive man, that's all.

You shook your head, took in a deep breath, and focused on what your senior asked you.

"This. If the client wanted to go for that kind of feel, then I think...," you murmured while drawing a design on a separate sheet of paper.

Kaveh's smile never once disappeared on his face. Chin on his knuckles, with much adoration, he watched you draw alternatives for his design. If only he could help you trust your abilities a little more.

You and Kaveh shared ideas back and forth, igniting more inspirational thoughts within each other which led you to accomplish the draft he needed to do. He proudly raised the design and admired the finished product.

"This, [your name], right here, is our child," he declared, complimenting each and every detail on the masterpiece.

"Calling it our child is too much, don't you think?" you squeaked, afraid he might catch on to your secret feelings.

"No, it's not! It is exactly what it is!" Kaveh whined, pouting at your disapproving remarks. "Look, this right here was your idea-"

Kaveh went on with his praises, jubilantly reminding the impressive job you and he did together as a "couple".

...

This table.

This table was where you and Kaveh made a child together days ago. Sadly, it wasn't a real kid, but a project together was still something. You placed your stuff down, took out your materials, and let your brain work. It was time for you to make your own draft.

You scribbled away. You drew and drew yet the outcome did not meet your expectations. This was not what your client wanted. Yes, you had inspiration, but your ideas were all about life with Kaveh. You sighed and decided to make another entry on your private journal.

On a blank page, you started to design a bedroom. You meticulously detailed the area, taking into account where you wanted the sun's rays to be; how you expected the beddings to look like; what pattern should the curtains and rugs have; etcetera etcetera. All the little things. Just as you were about to make the finishing touch-

"Is that your dream room?" a very recognizable voice crept from behind.

"Kaveh!!" you squealed, slamming your notebook shut in trepidation.

Noticing the sketch was drawn in a notebook, Kaveh assumed it contained designs of your personal tastes. He grinned at you mischievously, waiting for a right moment.

"Y - you scared me...," you wheezed, slowly hiding the notebook away which your senior did not fail to notice.

Kaveh really did give you a fright. Luckily, there wasn't anything unusual on your splayed journal - just your recently drawn bedroom design. Archons, if he were to see the previous contents-

"Hey, can I see?"

"No!" you immediately reacted.

"Why not? Come on! Just a peek?" Kaveh pleaded.

There you were again, hiding your talent.

Complimenting your skills and praising your craft was the only thing Kaveh could do. Anything more might creep you out and make you avoid him. He wished you gave him a chance.

"No! It's embarrassing...!" you begged, almost throwing your notebook back into your bag but Kaveh was quick to stop you.

He shouldn't but he needed to resort to extreme measures.

"Hehe, got it!" Kaveh teased, now holding your naughty journal.

"No! Kaveh, stop!" you pleaded but the tall man disregarded your request.

He immediately flipped on the back of the notebook. Judging from his reaction, from the way he hummed in approval, he was looking at the recent drawing. Good. There was hope that your dirty secret remains as is.

"You saw it. Now can I get it back?" you tried yet from the way you croaked, failed to hide how defensive you sounded.

"Aww... Why would your hide something this pretty?" Kaveh cooed, flipping through the previous page.

"Wait-!!" was all you could utter.

You stood there as equally frozen as Kaveh. In the page currently exposed was an art of him holding a rolled blueprint. Hearts of unequal sizes were littered everywhere and a speech bubble quoting "This, [your name], right here, is our child! ❤️" was directed to him. The red Kaveh, with saucerlike mouth, glanced at you and saw how flustered you were - you almost wanted to vanish.

Yet he continued.

Kaveh flipped through the pages and saw more entries. Some were architectural designs which included remarks as to why you think Kaveh would like it or why it was constructed as such should you and Kaveh married each other. Other drawings were of him in different poses and expressions, all of which had hearts here and there. At times, speech bubbles were present and he remembered these quotes were the exact words he told you. The most interesting of all the entries were the long texts. There were scattered lewd words and from there, he knew they were smut.

"You like me??!" Kaveh shrieked. "For how long now???"

His whole head was now burning red, you could almost see smoke coming out of his ears, nose, and mouth. He was so surprised that he had to lean back while placing a hand on his chest, gawking at you in astonishment.

You were equally as red as him and you wanted cry. In fact, tears already formed in your eyes. One more word from Kaveh and you were sure to grovel in despair.

"W - Wait! Wait! No! No! Don't cry...!" the blonde-haired man panicked, fidgeting if he should approach you or let you be or what to say or-

And then the tears fell followed by restrained sniffles and soft quaking of your shoulders.

"Oh no, no, no...!" Kaveh blurted, dashing to hold you in his arms and press your face onto his chest.

Archons, this was so embarrassing.

"Kaveh...!" you whimpered, to weak to do anything at all.

You liked him. That couldn't be right. Not when he held onto a conflicting piece of information.

"Argh! You're coming with me!" Kaveh spouted.

He packed your things, chucking everything carelessly in your bag, before dragging you to a more secluded area outside the Akademiya.

The garden. You and him alone together in the garden would have been romantic had it not been for the events earlier. The moment he stopped dragging you, he immediately clarified.

"Didn't you say you liked Alhaitham??"

"Huh?" was your response as you snuffled in confusion, still recovering from the awkward situation.

Really, this man could fluster you in many ways.

"Alhaitham. You told me you liked Alhaitham," Kaveh repeated, now more serious in his tone.

"When...?" your forehead wrinkled tightly, now getting annoyed and confused at the sudden accusation.

"Back when you were a student! You mentioned you had a crush on Alhaitham once and that was the first time you approached me. You told me you wanted to know my friend's name then you asked about your project so we worked on it together-"

And then it dawned on him. It wasn't Alhaitham. It was never Alhaitham. That guy was just your excuse so you could talk with each other. An icebreaker. Kaveh prided himself to be more knowledgeable in reading emotions yet he missed this very important pattern.

Your forehead was still tightly knitted, red puffy eyes glaring angrily at him. Archons, from all that happened earlier, you probably hated him now. But he had to do this, otherwise he won't have any other chance.

"So, you like me?" Kaveh, still not learning his lesson, badgered. You huffed out loud, exasperated with his antics. "No - just! I want to hear it from you! Do you like me?"

"Yes. Are you happy now?"

Did he really have to make you say it? Wasn't invading your journal enough??

"Really??" Kaveh beamed.

Why was he happy? Did he-

"I like you too, you know!" Kaveh bursted in excitement. "Archons, you should have told me from the start! All this time I thought you liked Alhaitham."

At this point, you weren't sure if you should believe him.

"What's with that look? Come on. I'm not lying! Hey, so, since we like each other, can we start dating now? Or will you give me the permission to properly court you?"

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🍄 TIGHNARI

Journal Entry Highlights :

> Tighnari's ears and tail look so fluffy! 🤩

> I WANT TO TOUCH THEM SO BAD!! 🤩‼️

> *insert drawings of Tighnari's head and tail here*

> But those aren't the only things I want to touch 😏

> So...does Tighnari have a knot or....??? 👀

> And does he have the urge to breed...? 🥵

> *insert fantasy wherein Tighnari is in a rut and he fills you*

> *insert fantasy wherein Tighnari fills you up to the brim and he plugs your pussy with his knot so the cum just stays there*

> *insert drawing of Tighnari with lust-filled eyes as he licked his lips*

> Tighnari is such a strict teacher, though. 🥺

> "You don't learn fast, do you? You should know by now that I want my cock deep inside you... All.the.way.in..."

> *insert fantasy of Tighnari forcing a hardcore fellatio*

> *insert fantasy of you and Tighnari on a mating press*

How they find out about your secret and their reaction :

“Hey, hey! I see a withering zone! Oh - there's another one! Wait - wait!! Make that a total of three withering zones!” you shouted as you gazed on the Seed Mirror.

"How big are they and how far?" your peer asked in a loud voice so you could hear.

"Uh - wait, let me mark them on my map!" you answered as you plotted the location on your map. "I've got it!"

You jumped down from the watch tower and met with your companion. Your fellow forest ranger shook their head as they thought of how impulsive and reckless you could be.

"See, look. These are the three locations. Now this one right here looks waaay bigger than these two so I think it's urgent," you pointed.

"Archons, is this really the scope of this withering zone? It wasn't there last time, right? We should immediately report this to Tighnari then!" your companion suggested, alarmed at the big red loop drawn on your map.

"I know. You go on ahead. I'll continue with our route," you counter-proposed. "You can go back on your own, right?"

"Hey! Just because I don't have a Vision like you, doesn't mean I can't go back on my own!" your friend retorted, giving you a playful noogie.

"Ahaha! Sorry!" you laughed. "But really, you should head back."

"Are you sure you don't want to report this to Tighnari yourself?" your friend teased as they knew you had a huge crush on the Forest Watcher.

"Hah! I know that look!" you amusingly replied. "I don't mind if you report it to Tighnari. Someone has to continue our patrol route. If something unexpected happens, say another withering zone appeared or an ambush happened, then my Vision can at least give me some protection," you explained as tactfully as possible before repeating. "You go on ahead."

"Alright," your friend hesitated, yet they tucked your map away so they could depart. "Be careful, little miss reckless."

"I prefer being called little miss brave," you retorted.

You and your friend bid each other farewell. Touching your [element] Vision, a smile painted your face as you watched your friend sprint back to Gandharva Ville. It was for the best. You nodded before continuing your route.

The usual walk seemed to be normal. There were no travelers in need of assistance; no unusual activity harming the forest; no peculiar discrepancy in the beast population. It was just the usual lush greeneries and peaceful surroundings.

At the end of your patrol route was a forest ranger's watch post. You let yourself in and wrote today's findings on a logbook.

[Date time] - Three withering zones detected using Mawtiyima Forest Seed Mirror, one with wide range; to be reported by [friend's name] to Tighnari; No other unusual activities and no lost/troubled travelers encountered - [your name]

After the long routine, you sat down and took greedy gulps from your water bag, resting and relaxing your feet for a while. By now, you thought, Tighnari should be aware of the withering zone.

Oh, Tighnari, your cute fluffy leader.

You were finished with your route anyway. Maybe it was okay for you to check out the withering zones? Since you already knew where they were, you decided to go and guide wandering travelers in avoiding the said areas.

The trek to your destination was a long one so you opted to take shortcuts. As a forest ranger, you should set an example to passers-by that they should utilize the available pathways, yet here you were, away from the trail and traversing through the forest. You should be fine, you thought. You had a Vision.

Pacing further, you heard rustling noises. This prompted you to go into alert mode and steal a sneak peek. To your surprise, two floating hydro fungi and two floating dendro fungi seemed to be dancing around and releasing spores.

"What in the name of Archons...?" you whispered to yourself, jotting down notes.

Ah, shoot. If you reported this, Tighnari would give you an earful for not following the tracks and for wandering into the forest alone.

Anyway.

"...releasing spores... search the area for... Yep," you said as you wrote your thoughts down.

Mating. From what you know, the fungi were mating. Sexual reproduction, of course, was a normal thing. But was this a normal circumstance or was it anomalous?

Sneaking away from the love-making fungi, you investigated the area further. To your surprise, even other species were doing the deed. On one of a tree branch, you saw dusk birds on top of another. Not far from that tree, you even stumbled upon lizards on a mating hold.

What could be the cause of this?

You noted every single detail on your notebook as you judged this was indeed abnormal. Searching further, you noticed a pink puffy cloud coming from whatever it was behind a bush. You covered your mouth and nose with a scarf before sneaking on the unknown creature.

A pink-coloured poison mushroom. What an unusual shade!

Assuming you were in a safe distance, you wrote down your findings again and described the peculiar mushroom in detail.

"...pink gas cloud... Shape and pattern looks like...," you murmured, drawing the figure.

Odd. You were oddly starting to feel horny at an alarming pace.

No... It couldn't be...?

"Possibly emitting aphrodisiac." You quickly scribbled.

You immediately packed your notebook to flee, only to realize there were smaller pink poison shrooms around you hidden under bushes and tress. You failed to recognize them earlier as you were too engrossed with the bigger pink fungus. And now, it seems you fell right into their trap as all of them produced the pink fluff clouds, peppering your body with their spores.

"S - shoot...!" you cursed, feeling your crotch area ache.

...

"So [your name] was here," Tighnari murmured to himself as he put down the watch post's logbook.

The Forest Watcher Chief Officer himself scouted the area looking for you since you did not return to Gandharva Ville last night.

"She insisted that she should go alone. Knowing her, she must have gone to the withering zones."

Tighnari thought the same even if your co-ranger did not tell him. That reckless and foolhardy nature of yours was exactly the reason why he couldn't promote you as Forest Watcher. He knew why you were acting that way, though. Regardless, you always had him worried over you.

"I have a Vision, don't worry!" was what you would always retort.

It didn't matter if you had a Vision or not. Tighnari cared about you. And this was precisely what he feared. Wherever you were, he wished you were safe and away from harm.

If he were [your name], what would he do? Go off-track, of course!

He tried to simulate your steps, diving straight into the forest in hopes of finding you. He made his ears work extra hard to listen. He utilized high ground to search. He analyzed the surroundings to determine if you had gone through the same path or not. At last, his efforts were not in vain as he finally found your exhausted body seated under a tree, your back leaning on its hard trunk.

"[Your name]!" Tighnari called, darting towards you while staying on high alert.

Fast heart rate. Heavy breathing. Flushed skin. Profuse sweating. He wanted to but he couldn't possibly nag you right now.

"... Nari...," you cried weakly, opening your eyes in a small slit to confirm it was indeed your leader.

"I'm here. Tsk. I told you not to be too reckless. Now look at what happened," Tighnari said. Okay, maybe a little bit of reprimanding wouldn't hurt.

He took out his medicine box and scanned your symptoms. He placed the back of his hand on your neck to which you immediately avoided.

"Nari, don't...!" you uttered, distancing yourself as tears formed in the corners of your eyes. Self-restraint was hard. "Logbook."

You handed him your ranger's journal-on-the-go so it could better explain your situation. In it, he found out about your little misadventure yesterday. He read about the unusual phenomenon you encountered and the pink poison mushroom that affected you.

"I - I was poisoned...," you finally declared with a heavy heart. How could you impress Tighnari now?

You tried. You really tried not to touch yourself again, thinking it was the best option as it hurt when you did. But now that Tighnari himself was here, your urge to finger yourself increased ten fold. You squeezed your thighs in hopes of pleasuring yourself through the friction of your flesh.

"You're horny," Tighnari corrected, observing you as he put your logbook and his medicine box away. He then guided you to drink on his water bag. "You've been thinking about me, haven't you?"

"H - huh...??" you shrieked, eyes widening at Tighnari's bold assumption.

"I said you were thinking about having sex with me," Tighnari affirmed to which you gasped loudly. He brushed off the topic, returned his water bag in place, and explained, "You were right. That pink mushroom puffs out spores that can be used as aphrodisiac. They normally reproduce asexually and rarely sexually, though. A parent mushroom is usually surrounded by its offsprings because it constantly emits spores. Unfortunately, most of the time, the baby mushrooms don't survive so these pink mushrooms are rare to find. They can only hope their spores would grow somewhere else, wherever nature takes them."

You would have listened attentively if you weren't thinking about what Tighnari said.

You having sex with him.

"Is there any cure for this...?" you asked, panting.

"In your case, since you were overexposed, medicine would not be enough," Tighnari replied. "But there is another way."

Tighnari placed both his hands on your thighs and parted them to give him enough space, all the while observing the expression in your eyes. You felt his hands squeeze your flesh, making you moan and produce more love juice.

"T - Tighnari...!!" you cried, feeling weak from your crush's touch.

"We can do whatever you want in your fantasy," Tighnari said. "I know you have been perverting me. You want to fuck with me, right?"

Using one hand, he took yours and guided you to touch his crotch area. Your pussy spasmed as you felt how hard Tighnari was. Did he want to fuck you too?

"How did you know?" you breathily asked, rubbing your palm on Tighnari's cloth. At this point, you couldn't be bothered to hide how you felt towards him.

"Your naughty journal," Tighnari answered followed by an erotic groan. "Remember the time when I accidentally stumbled upon you writing on it? I lied when I said I didn't see anything," he revealed, losing his composure as you pressed your hands on his clothed manhood.

"So... All this time, you knew...?"

Rather than being embarrassed, you felt more courageous. Hearing Tighnari's erotic noises urged you to continue teasing him. You rubbed on his hard member faster to the point that his pre-cum stained his lower garments.

But Tighnari would never let you have the upper hand. You were under the effects of aphrodisiac and he intended to take advantage of that. He pressed his knee on your crotch area, hitting your puffy clit and making you weak in an instant. His relentless teasing on your clothed womanhood had you cumming tons.

"N - nari! Tighnari! Ahh...!!"

"Hehe. Yeah. All this time I knew," he finally answered after hearing your angelic moans of his name.

Yes, he knew about your perverted thoughts towards him. But he would never admit his more debauched fantasies of you. At long last, he could listen to your sweet erotic voice properly instead of the usual muffled ones. This was way better than secretly eavesdropping on you masturbate to him back in the village.

"Stop! I'm cumming!" you squealed, grabbing onto his shoulder with both hands as another orgasm crashed down on you. You held his body close to yours, crying as the stimulation was too much for you. "Nari... Please stop...! I can't...!"

Yet the tone of your voice, from the way you pant and grind your body, suggested you wanted more.

"You started this, [your name]. If you just stayed on track and came home yesterday, then we wouldn't be doing this, would we? Now look. You got poisoned and I needed to cure you. To do that, you need to cum over and over again until you feel your body flushes out the aphrodisiacs," Tighnari reprimanded.

He secretly gloated about how much power he had over your body. Watching you plead with your eyes stirred his primordial instincts to breed you.

"I forgot to mention. I might have been affected by the mushroom too."

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🗺 WANDERER

Journal Entry Highlights :

How they find out about your secret and their reaction :

> A lovely kind young man saved me from aggressive wild sumpter beasts today

> A mysterious man who needed not his name

> It's okay, I like mysteries 😍😏

> He came back and introduced himself as The Wanderer. I like it ❤️

> Gosh, I can't stop thinking about him. 🥺🥺

> He looks yummy

> Why oh why do I want to make love with him? 🥺🥺🥺

> *insert sensual, romantic fantasies here*

> I haven't seen him for a while but then he comes back and he has suddenly...changed??

> He has an Anemo Vision now! 🤩🤩

> And he still remembers me! 😍

> So he goes by the name [W/N]... Why didn't he tell me sooner? 😳🙄

> He can be rude at times but I can see he's good deep inside

> Good deep inside. Heh. 😏

> Why does this new him make me feel hornier?

> *insert fantasy of The Wanderer being rough on you here*

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"[W/N], you're here!" you giddily greeted the Anemo user as you carried a heavy pail of water.

"You idiot! That's not the proper way to carry a shit-ass heavy bucket," the man replied, grabbing the object and putting it down exactly where you needed it to be even without your instructions.

"Hehe. Thank you," with a sweet smile on your face, you expressed your gratitude to the man. His face distorted in disgust as he looked at your happy one.

Taking care of crops was no simple task. You needed to be patient and observant. Patient, because a plant could never bear fruit naturally overnight. You needed to tend to it everyday - do labor and you shall receive. Observant, because as the plant grows, its needs becomes different. Today it might need more watering but tomorrow, it might not require any more. And let us not get started on the pests that may bother it.

Just like in your relationship with The Wanderer, you needed to be both patient and observant. Patient, because he seemed to be the type of person who is not used to expressing his own emotions immediately and fully. Observant, because even if he said something, most of the time his actions contradicted them.

The Wanderer glanced upon a freshly brewed tea sitting on your outdoor table. From its scent and colour, he knew what it would taste like. You noticed this and smiled triumphantly at yourself.

"It's for you. I was expecting you," you publicized, watering your carrots carefully.

"Hmph! And if I didn't come?" he scoffed, yet proceeded to perching himself on a chair and stealing a sip from the bitter drink.

"Then I would drink it myself. There shouldn't be a problem," you retorted.

The Wanderer enjoyed banters like these. When you acted too polite around him, after he obtained his Anemo Vision, you noticed he found it boring. So you changed tactics and, every now and then you would reply something a little less nice...at least they weren't, in your opinion.

"By the way, I remember you mentioned you joined the esteemed traveler and his floating fish on their journey. Why aren't you with them now?" you inquired genuinely, placing your attention on The Wanderer.

"Heh! Floating fish. That's a good one! Hahahahaha!" your handsome companion heartily laughed.

Why does it feel like he was mocking you?

"Floating fish. Heh!" he repeated, wiping a tear that actually formed in his eyes. "The traveler took uninteresting commissions today so I decided to split away momentarily."

"Uninteresting commissions like what?"

"Bounce on an oversized mushroom, for one!" The Wanderer roared exasperatedly, his eyes twitching in disgust.

You laughed at the silly face your friend was making.

"I think that's an interesting task! Is it really possible to bounce on a huge mushroom? I had no idea," you mused, eyes widening in delight.

"For a person like you, of course it is amusing," he argued back, rolling his eyes.

"Is it boring for you because you have an Anemo Vision?" was another genuine question from you.

"This has nothing to do with my Vision." The guy palmed his face.

You had a lively chat with The Wanderer in the morning. Then afternoon came. All your routine was done and the both of you had lunch. That was when your companion excused himself and left.

Of course, you could not stop him. Even if you wished him to stay, you had no rights as you were nothing more than a friend.

Even now, I'm not sure if he likes me or not. I might just be fantasizing too much but there was no other explanation why he would come and visit me. I wish he would give me a sign. Anything at all.

You scribbled on your journal. You intended it to be your therapeutic object to vent your day-to-day encounters yet somehow, it became full of [W/N] fantasies.

I've been needy lately. Just like yesterday and the day before that, all I could think about was how it would feel to have [W/N] inside of me. I want to touch. I want to be touched. I want him to take me from behind, gripping my hips so he could take full control of my body. I want to feel weak as he rams his whole length inside of me. His

You couldn't even finish what you were writing. The more you thought about it, the more engrossed you became. A free hand already made its way inside your clothing and started to pleasure your lady parts.

"[W/N], wait...! You're the first man I've ever been with so please...," you heaved breathily, closing your eyes and picturing the visitor you had this morning as a digit circled itself on your puffy clit.

...

"So this was where my pail went. And you even filled it with water. How kind of you," you remarked happily as The Wanderer once again visited you after a few days of absence. "Good morning!"

"Rub that fucking ugly face of yours," he replied. "You didn't prepare tea for me. So you weren't expecting me?"

"Sorry! I was preoccupied with looking for my bucket, which apparently someone took already. The tea water is still boiling so you'll have to wait," you reasoned, failing to contain the ecstacy coursing through your being. "How have you been?"

"Tch! How ungrateful! Do you want me to throw the water away then?" he roared angrily at your accusation to which you shook your head, stifling an amused chuckle. "What I do is none of your concern. I don't have to tell you anything," he grumbled, resting his chin on his knuckles.

His temper might be because he had not had his tea yet. You nodded and started to water your plants. As you've explained, you couldn't serve him tea because you were still waiting for the water to boil.

"Cancel your plans this afternoon."

"Huh??" you choked, nearly drowning a poor cabbage with water in shock of The Wanderer's sudden demand.

"Are you fucking deaf or are you just fucking stupid?" he rolled his eyes in annoyance. "I said cancel your damn plans this afternoon."

"Why? W - what's the occasion?" Archons, was this the sign?

The Wanderer simply looked at you. As he said before, he didn't have to say anything. But you, you had to answer him.

"Okay. After lunch, right?" you replied, blushing at the idea of an afternoon date.

The indigo-eyed man remained silent as he did not need to confirm it. Of course he meant after lunch! You smiled anyway as the sound of whistling kettle broke the silence, prompting you to give your visitor his well deserved tea.

...

"Oh, so this is what a huge mushroom looks like," you marveled at the enormous stretchy fungi, poking it for any kind of reaction. "It reminds me of you."

"I will fucking murder you if you say that one more time," The Wanderer warned, shooting daggers at your laughing face. He sighed, crossed his arms, and asked in a vigor-less tone, "Do you want to try it?"

"Yes! Please?"

"Jump on it then."

"That's it? What if I die??" you shrieked, bothered by the lack of clear instructions.

"Then you die."

You exasperatedly gasped at your companion's behaviour to which he laughed in amusement.

"Ahaha! Kidding! Your face looks stupid, seriously!" he teased before guiding you to climb an oversized fungus. "Okay, jump."

"Jump??" you hesitated. "As in jump??"

"Yes, jump. For the love of - just fucking jump already!" The Wanderer ordered.

"Nnh...!"

Shutting your eyes tight, you did as told and boldly jumped on the stretchy fungus. Your initial fear poofed away as you now bounced up and down the mushroom happily.

"[W/N]! Look! Look!" you called, ricochetting against the elastic shroom. "I'm Anemo now!"

You were enjoying so much that you failed to notice the smile painted on The Wanderer's face. Seriously, what was a person like you doing, bouncing on an overstretched, oversized mushroom? You looked so stupid.

So stupid, it was cute.

"Heeeey! Join me! It's actually fun!" you beckoned, flailing your hands in the air jovially.

After throwing you high in the air, the mushroom suddenly clunked and disappeared, leaving you cushionless on your next fall. You noticed this, making panic course through your every fibre.

"[W/N]!!"

"I've got you!" The Wanderer rang, carrying you bridal style mid-air.

Your heart beated so loud, not only from the adrenaline, but from the way The Wanderer carefully held you in his arms; from how his soft baby-face looked up close; from how his lips trembled so slightly as yours were inches away from his.

"I've got you," he whispered, eyes softly squinted as he stared at yours tenderly.

You could have sworn you were going to kiss. His lips were approaching yours and - Archons, you were sure of it! But he just had to ruin the moment and switch back to his usual grumpy nature.

"I should have let you fall and die," The Wanderer clicked his tongue, contradicting everything by gingerly putting you down on solid ground.

"Thank you..."

"Tch! You're an idiot."

...

Today was a happy day! I enjoyed myself so much! [W/N] came to visit me again and he took me on a date ❤️‼️ He let me bounce on a huge mushroom. It was fun until the mushroom poofed away. I nearly died but [W/N] caught me. It was magical! We were floating in the air using his Anemo powers, I gingerly on his arms. I was like a bride and we almost kissed happily ever after. ALMOST.

You jotted down freely on your notebook, just extremely happy that you had a wonderful time with your crush. You were on cloud nine and nothing could ever bring you down now.

Maybe he really did like me? Maybe he and I had a chance?

Maybe. Just maybe. It wouldn't hurt to wish, right?

...

The events yesterday cajoled you to sleep peacefully. Even in your slumber, you fantasized about a happy ending with The Wanderer. You couldn't bear to wake yourself from such a sweet dream so you woke up a little later than usual.

After the trip back from dreamland, your body finally stirred as you started to wake up from a wonderful rest. You stretched your limbs and let out a relaxed yawn, preparing your body for another day of work.

"Disgusting."

You shot up and saw The Wanderer perched on your desk chair in a figure four lock, facing your way as one knuckle supported his head while the other held your personal journal.

"W - What are you doing in my home?" you accused, trying to process everything. What was apparent now was The Wanderer invaded your home and had read your journal.

"Hmph! You incriminate me yet from the text written on your diary, you should be glad I'm here," The Wanderer scoffed, casting your journal back on the desk.

"Y - you...!" was all you could utter.

A mix of fear, anger, shame, and confusion painted your face - all of which were negative emotions. You had so much on your face, it looked stupid - so stupid that The Wanderer laughed in amusement.

"Surprised? Of course you should be! Hah, I bet you didn't expect this the moment you woke up, huh?" he teased in a mocking tone. "Tell me, then, oh dear [your name]. Do you still like me?"

Of course you still liked him. You knew he was a good man, despite him barging into your home unannounced. But right now, you had a lot of questions plaguing your mind.

Such as what was his purpose for doing such a thing?

The Wanderer counted the seconds until time was up. Your lack of response, deep down, disappointed him. Just as he thought, you would cower away once he showed you a glimpse of what he truly was. Internally in defeat, he stood up and prepared to depart.

"It was foolish of you to form feelings towards me. Learn from your mistakes."

Why does it feel like his words were directed at himself? Even before you could ponder further, you found yourself holding The Wanderer tightly in your arms, your faces tucked on each other's neck.

"Forget about me."

"I like you," you replied. "I like you."

"You're being foolish."

"You've told me a million times that I'm an idiot."

"Idiot. An idiot is different from a fool."

"Then I am a fool in love with you."

"Heh! You don't even know what you're dealing with yet you throw away the word love carelessly."

"Then what exactly am I dealing with, [W/N]?"

A long pause. He hesitated for a long while, filling the room with awkward silence. What was he doing, unmoving in your arms when he promised to forsake worthless emotions and to simply live for himself? He felt like he himself was a fool.

A fool in love with you.

"I am not a human," he revealed in a modest hushed tone of barely a whisper.

He expected you to react negatively - to turn back and cast him aside as you had no future with him. Who would want to be with a puppet, right? Surely no happy ending awaited you if you pursued him further.

"Does this mean you didn't like me?" you asked genuinely.

To this, he didn't answer. Of course, he liked you. He knew your feelings were genuine towards him. It was just he had a lot of questions haunting his mind.

Such as was he willing to risk loving again despite everything he's been through?

"You're afraid, aren't you?" in a gentle voice, you asked. Your thumb gingerly made soothing strokes onto his flesh as you waited for his response.

Seconds passed and with no response from The Wanderer, you deemed it was best to let him go. But the moment you loosened your grip, he immediately pressed your body against his.

"What if I told you we cannot build a family together?"

"Just tell me that you love me and visit me from time to time. That's enough for me," you declared, letting yourself melt in The Wanderer's arms. "I love you, [W/N]."

His new name has never sounded so angelic before. He was someone who preferred extremely bitter tastes yet from the way his name sweetly rolled off your tongue, he might turn into a new man.

Of course he would never admit that verbally.

Yet.

But his actions would.

So he planted a modest kiss on your cheek, a speck of promise that he would make your relationship grow and bloom.

Told you there would be drama.

I guess I got too carried away with The Wanderer's scene that it became too long? Or is it just my imagination? 😅

To whoever read this, thank you for your time. Here, have some curry rice - one for you and one for your Genshin hubby. 🍛🍛

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin smut #genshin alhaitham #genshin alhaitham smut #genshin cyno #genshin cyno smut #genshin kaveh #genshin kaveh smut #genshin tighnari #genshin tighnari smut #genshin wanderer #genshin wanderer smut #genshin the wanderer #genshin the wanderer smut #Naughty Journal Series

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ravenlking · 2 years ago

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𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋:

𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐌 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 (𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄, 𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋, 𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐌, 𝐕𝐈𝐋, 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐀, 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒) here! i got this necklace with our initials in a heart for you! what do you think?

gender-neutral warnings: - implied to be in a relationship :D - sorry if Idia turns out to be a bit OOC. As a TWST ENG player, I don't really know much about him so it was a struggle to write his genre: fluff a/n: - i know im late and it aint christmas anymore but here it is! - pictures don't belong to me, they go to their original owners! - please give me feedback :)

Let me know if you'd like more!

𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

"I-I...My rose, thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart and soul. I shall treasure this necklace with every inch of my body. Now, may you help me to wear it? Cater, stop recording this inimate moment or it's 'Off With Your Head'!

If the law of nature permits it, Riddle's face would be even redder than his hair. His cheeks were on fire and at this rate, he looks so flustered that he would collapse. If he weren't on a chair of course.

Trey and Cater hurry to take the delicate, expensive gifts from his dorm members out of his hands and thank goodness for that...because the moment he opened your gift, he was blushing bright red like his famous hair along with his legs weak.

(Ace and Deuce were laughing so hard that if it weren't for his inability to speak, he would have beheaded them already)

He was incredibly touched by your gift. Your initials along with his between a plus sign in a red heart? Looking closer, the heart was tangled with roses, as red as the ones in the Rose Maze. He was so amazing that you thought it out so clearly, even more so tried to incorporate what he loved in his Christmas present.

He quickly handed it to you, doing his best to lift up the edges of his bright red hair. Riddle wanted the world to know who he loved and who was his king of hearts.

𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑

"Tch...a necklace? For me? Really, that's all you can do- Wait don't take it back! It's now mine, herbivore!"

As part of the royal family, Leona's used to the mountains of presents flooding his room every Christmas. So, to find you rushing through the halls of Savanaclaw with a present held close to your chest, he can only expect the usual. Cat items to groom himself (as a joke or an insult to his lion side), money (from Farena because he honestly doesn't know what to get him), or just gemstones (boring in his opinion).

"Just get it over and done with," Leona groaned out, lazily lifting a finger and craning it towards him. Laughing, you did as told.

His normally half-lidded eyes widen at the gift. It's a cute amber heart with his and your initials in it, which makes his heart melt.

At first, he insists that the gift is lame, that he has received much better gifts in the past. But upon seeing your tearful/disappointed/upset face, Leona sighs and draws you into a hug.

"I'm kidding, herbivore," He murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead until you smile again. "Now, help me put it on, will you?"

𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐎

"F-for me? This is beyond amazing, I'm wearing this everyday- Wait, Floyd, Jade, you're still listening?! Excuse me, we're having a moment here!"

After unboxing Floyd and Jade's presents, Azul has really low expectations for this year's Christmas Presents. I mean, he literally received a rib-crushing hug from Floyd and a so-called rare mushroom that Jade found (which, by the way has no use to him), so he's sighing heavily as you came bounding, present in hand.

He carefully unwraps the gift all the while scowling and swatting Floyd's impatient hands from outright stealing it and tearing it apart because he knows how much time and effort you put into the gift. Thankfully, Jade pulls his bother away before Azul can whack his face with a pillow from the Mostro Lounge.

Upon opening your gift, Azul's jaw drops. He actually takes off his glasses to look closer at the gift before marveling at it. It's a beautiful heart in blue but turns purple when he tilts it at a certain angle and his and your initials were inside. He's blushing so hard that his cheeks felt as if they were on fire.

Floyd's quick to tease him when he pulls you close into a hug, his arms wrapping around you as if he had his tentacles again, pulling you into a warm embrace.

𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐋-𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐌

"WOW! For me?! Really! This is absolutely beautiful! Wait here while I go grab a necklace from the treasury okay? You deserve something like this too!"

In contrast to Azul, Kalim's gleefully ripping the paper apart with a bright grin on his face. Bundles of wrapping paper from his gifts from his family surround him (somewhere in the distance, you hear Jamil groan in despair and feel pity for the boy) and other expensive gifts are stacked above one another on a large table.

When he gets to yours, he's not even paying attention to it. He sets it gently to the side before tackling you in a huge, careful not to hit your head on the floor.

"Oh my Seven, you got me something? You're amazing, my jewel!" He rants, peppering your face with kisses. It takes more than ten reminders from Jamil for Kalim to remember why you were here and your gift to him. Quickly, he rolls off you and grabs the gift, squealing as he opens it.

"I love it!!"

It's not as expensive as the gifts he got from his 30+ other siblings, but the meaning behind the orange-red heart and his and your initials together made his entire day- no, his entire year.

𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐓

"The design is quite beautiful, fitting to such a fairest person as I. You have outdone yourself this time, baked potato. Or should I say my darling, to bring that lovely smile upon your face once more?"

Yet another person who is used to the multitude of gifts. Anything really, ranging from highly inappropriate from some of his desperate fans all the way to thoughtful fanart with comments such as "fairest of them all!" or "beautiful". Of course, he treasures it all but you...whatever you give to him is different compared to everyone else in Twisted Wonderland.

His heart beats so fast when he sees you excitedly pushing your gift into his arms and popping a kiss on your face. The way Vil has to use all of his acting skills to push off the bright flush on his face that was bound to appear sooner or later. The little Santa hat slips off your head and Vil instinctively sets it back before pressing a kiss to your knuckles.

"Oh? For me, darling?"

Upon opening the gift, Vil let out a gasp as his shaky hands held up the necklace to see it clearly. It was a beautiful shade of lavender, matching the tips of his blond hair. Inside the heart was his and your initials between a plus symbol, representing the eternal relationship. Vil smiles gently at you before giving you the necklace and lifting the edges of his hair.

"I'll treasure it forever," He says after you have done so, pressing a kiss to the pendant. Later on, it doesn't matter whatever magazine cover he appears on, his trademark will always be the heart necklace you gave him one Christmas day.

𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃

"HUH?! Ortho, pinch me! Since when did I unlock the route of romancing the MC?! It's beautiful, it's glorious and I love it!"

The tips of Idia's fiery blue hair burn as pink as his cheeks. He's on fire both literally and figuratively, making you flinch backward in alarm. Carefully, he does his best to maintain his composure, bringing his hair back to normal yet the tinge of redness in his cheeks gives away all of his fluster-ness.

Here we have another person who gleefully tears his gifts apart (I headcanon him being a loner so he rarely gets gifts. Ignihyde seems too introverted to gift their house warden a present in my opinion. Idk, I'm a TWST ENG player so I haven't read Book 6 yet). Ortho sighs at the mess his older brother is making in his already-messy bedroom, but he's happy that Idia is joyful this Christmas.

When he opens the gift and his eyes widen at the necklace, Ortho already has the fire extinguisher in hand, ready to blow out the bright red flames. Idia's eyes are adorably widened and his jaw is dropped as he holds up the necklace like it's the most valuable thing in the world. It has the blue sheen like his infamous blue hair and his and your initials in the middle.

Idia.exe has stopped working.

Ortho's frantically shaking Idia as you laugh to the side. Delighted that you, a magicless Prefect, made Idia Shroud stop working and glinching like this.

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀

"I knew I should have given you that emerald necklace from my dragon hoard as a Christmas present...oh don't worry Y/N. I'm just disappointed that my present isn't as heartwarming as yours."

Malleus was close to tearing up. He hasn't had a proper present in decades; his grandmother did her best but giving the same thing over and over again was boring. The other people o the Briar Valley gave money and gemstones to get on his good side. But this one gift was enough to make his insides feel like a fireplace (in a nice way). His child of man handing him a sincere, well-thought-out, heartwarming present for Christmas? Oh, what did he do to deserve you? Malleus is falling for you all over again.

He took the present with gentle yet shaky hands, wanting to treasure the way you worked on wrapping it in his favorite shade of green (his eyes widened when you revealed that you had listened to his silly rambles on the different shades of green) and the little cute bowtie on the top to make it look personal.

His lime green eyes widen upon seeing the necklace box in his hands. They shake as he opens it (mainly because his first thought was a ring box, and he thought that you were proposing. He wasn't even ready yet, he hasn't even courted you properly yet, the dragon customs!).

Although he feels slightly disappointed that it isn't a ring box, his heart is still filled with so much love for you. The cute emerald dragon folded into a heart with his and your initials together? He faintly remembers Lilia squealing at him about how it means you two are in love with one another and his eyes are practically hearts as he pulls you into a kiss, filled with all the love he has for you.

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omgiamwish · 2 years ago

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Goodbye

They knew this mission was going to be important and/or dangerous one way or another. So they were careful. They made a plan.

It only takes seconds for everything to go horribly wrong.

Warnings: death, grief/mourning, art with graphic injuries

word count: ~1900

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“Sooooo,” Leo draws out the word obnoxiously. “How much you wanna bet that this is a trap?”

“Scoff! You heard Raph. Those guys didn’t even know he was there. Twenty bucks.”

“Well maybe they did notice Raph, and he just didn’t realize. Not everyone’s as bad at lying as you, y’know.”

Donnie turns to glare at his brother without faltering in his step.

To the casual observer, it should appear that they are merely taking a late night stroll. In reality, he and Leo are using their ninja training to scope out the rather large house (mansion?) just outside Witch Town, looking for entrances, security, defenses… Raph and Mikey are doing the same on the other side.

“Excuse me, I am excellent at lying. Anyway, if you’re so worried about it, why did you okay the mission?”

Leo rolls his eyes. “I’m not worried. And I okay’d it because Raph is right; we can’t take the chance that this guy isn’t making a doomsday weapon.”

Donnie hums and flips down his goggles, Leo falling back and lifting his arms into a stretch, shielding Donnie from the main road. He does his best to make sense of the data in a few quick seconds before returning his goggles to the top of his head. Leo falls back in step with him and Donnie activates his comm before resting his forearm on his brother’s shoulder, leaning in and pretending to point at something in the mushroom forest with his other hand.

“I still don’t think it’s a trap, but unless this guy’s got really good mystic shielding- and I don’t even know if that’s a thing that exists bee-tee-dubs- there’s nothing mystic in the house besides a bit of security on the outside. Looks like locks and a really old forcefield. Strongest on the ground floor, patchy higher up.”

“Copy,” Raph replies. Leo says nothing, so Donnie lowers his arm.

“Y’know,” Leo starts after a moment of silence, “I can admit that I may be a bit of a sore loser-”

“And a sore winner.”

“-but just this once, I don’t think I’d mind ending the night twenty dollars poorer.”

“Yeah, you kinda shot yourself in the foot with that one,” Donnie drawls, though he also hopes that this mission leans more towards ‘wild-goose chase’ than ‘trap’ or ‘world-ending threat’. Not just because those things would be a pain to deal with, but because they’re all still kind of healing from the last world-ending threat; Leo’s shell bridges aren’t due to come off for at least another four months.

Leo smacks his shoulder, Donnie smacks back, and they continue walking and noting possible entrance points (a window here, a balcony there) until Raph’s voice comes back over the comms.

“We’re going in.”

“Copy,” Leo answers.

Donnie pulls up his barebones map of the area and has just enough time to note Raph and Mikey’s location before they disappear off of it.

“Wait, what?!” Leo grabs his arm. “Where’d they go?! Did they get portaled somewhere else?”

“No, their trackers went offline.” Donnie tries not to panic as he dismisses the map and activates the comm again. “Raph, come in. Mikey? If you can hear me, get out of there!”

They stare at their comms for an agonizing long second, waiting for a reply, any reply, before Leo swears and draws his swords.

“Shit. Shit!” he yells, cutting open a portal and leaping through, Donnie on his heels. They land at their brothers’ last known coordinates. “There!” Leo points and Donnie sees the open third floor window a moment later.

Leo’s already running.

Donnie sprints after him.

The world explodes.

Donnie lies stunned, panting heavily. Smoke rolls across his vision and flames lick the peripherals. He can’t hear anything over the ringing in his ears.

Bomb, he thinks numbly, recalling the concussive force that swept him off his feet and slammed him into the ground so hard that he bounced.

He chokes on his next inhale.

Donnie jerks, trying to roll over. Agony stops him and he flops back down, screaming. He thinks he’s screaming- he still can’t hear.

The choking is scarier than the pain, though, so he flails himself into sitting upright instead. He leans over, coughing and huffing until his airway clears.

Donnie stares at his blood-splattered plastron. Watches blood continue to drip drip drip from his beak. Bloody nose. He shifts his gaze a little and realizes there’s a hunk of stone crushing his legs.

“Raph,” he calls weakly, wanting his big brother to come and fix it.

Raph…

He remembers.

Donnie drags his gaze up and stares at the giant fiery hole in the mansion.

“Raph!” he screams, and now- now he can finally hear his own voice, wretched and broken and faint, drowned out by the crackle of flames rather than the ringing of his own ears. “Raph!”

He shoves at the stone trapping his legs. It takes a few pushes before it slides off.

“M-Mikey!”

Donnie tries to stand and immediately falls with a cry. He curls up and screams his agony and frustration and fear into his knees.

He swipes at his forearm to activate the escape pods, but all that gets him is an error message. He tries to slap the release of his battleshell, thinking he’ll just get the pods manually, but his hand goes right through where the strap should be and hits his neck instead.

Donnie gasps, a fresh burst of anxiety jolting through him. Frantic patting at his shell only reveals that his protection is gone, just the opposite strap left hanging loosely off his shoulder. Frustrated and overwhelmed, he tears it off and throws the stupid useless scrap away from him.

He tries the tracker data next and sobs in relief to see that Mikey and Raph have come back online. Leo’s there too, just a short distance from Donnie. He can crawl there, he thinks.

Donnie pushes himself onto his hands and knees and starts to drag himself forward over the rubble-strewn lawn. It’s difficult- he’s crawling over stone and brick, metal and plaster, splintered wood and shattered glass. He tries to avoid what he can, but he’s bleeding all over his wrappings by the time he spots a familiar green foot.

“Leo!” he sobs in relief, crawling the last few feet a little faster. He drinks in the sight of his brother and-

“Leo?” Donnie whispers, horrified, disbelieving. No. Nope, nuh-uh, no. This is- Leo’s- no, it’s wrong! Wrong wrong wrongwrongwrong-!

Donnie reaches a shaking hand out, terrified and half-convinced despite his denial that he won’t find a pulse.

His fingers jerk and brush Leo’s jaw, and Leo’s eyes crack open.

“Dee?”

Donnie gasps and presses the back of his wrist against his mouth.

“D-donnie?”

“You- you’re-” Donnie chokes. “You’re gonna be okay. You’re gonna be okay,” he whimpers, pleads, lies as he reaches over his brother’s shoulder to grab a katana hilt. He tugs the blade free from beneath Leo’s body and presses the grip into Leo’s limp hand. “You need to make a portal. Home. Now.”

Leo stares blankly for a moment before his eyes cut to the flaming, bombed-out mansion. “Whu’bout… Raph? Mikey?”

“I’ll stay here and help them, but you need to go home to Dad, Leo. Please.”

Leo focuses back on him and Donnie wishes he could read the emotions that pass over his face, but all he can label is a furrowed brow.

“Please,” Donnie begs again, but Leo is already tightening his grip on his sword, raising it an inch. His markings light up beneath the blood and grime, blue light crackles off his sword, and for a moment, Donnie has hope.

Leo coughs and drops his sword with a cry, hands clutching at his plastron as his glow fades out. Donnie wrestles his brother’s hands away from jagged, bleeding edges and holds them to his own chest.

“S-sorry,” Leo gasps. “Sorry. ‘M sorry.”

Donnie shakes his head, unable to say anything.

“I th-think one of my bridges broke,” Leo whispers as his eyes slide shut, a tear escaping to dampen his mask.

There’s nothing Donnie can do. His tech and his body are broken and useless. He can’t carry Leo to help like Raph, or make a portal like Mikey maybe could. He can’t even- he feels like there’s something he should be doing to comfort Leo- anything!- but he doesn’t know what it is! He doesn’t know!

Donnie lies down next to his brother, clutching his arm and pressing their heads together. He’s shaking from how much his chest hurts, but Leo lies horribly still. Not even breathing anymore, he observes numbly, and then squeezes his eyes shut, wishing he hadn’t observed anything at all.

The mansion is entirely ablaze now, with patches of flame on the lawn and mushroom trees growing bigger. Is Donnie the last of his brothers alive? Will he die too if he doesn’t move? He can hear approaching sirens; maybe the Hidden City Fire Department will rescue him.

He can’t bring himself to care. Donnie can barely move himself, let alone carry Leo, and he’s not leaving his brother.

A crackle over the comms. “Leo, Donnie, where are you?”

Raph. Donnie mouths his older brother’s name, but he can’t give voice to it. The relief that Raph at least is still alive isn’t enough to drown out the- the- this is grief, isn’t it? The feeling that’s far more agonizing than his crushed and bleeding legs? He felt it before, most horribly and recently in those few minutes when he thought Leo was dead or soon to be, but now Leo really is-

“No. No no no, no please.”

It takes a moment for Donnie to realize that he’s not hearing Raph’s voice through the comms. And another moment before he can hear his brother’s approaching, limping steps over the sirens and flames.

He hears a thud on the other side of Leo. A pause in breathing. Then renewed, choked back sobs that make Donnie cry even harder.

It’s kinda funny (not haha funny) that when Donnie cries for himself, he wails and screams and lets everyone know exactly what his problem is, but he can’t even make a sound now. Not a voiced one anyway, though he chokes and gasps.

“Hey, buddy.” Raph’s voice breaks and he sniffles. “Are your legs hurting ya?”

Donnie cracks open an eye to look at Raph, but he sees Mikey limply cradled in Raph’s arm and slams it shut again. He doesn’t want to know. He doesn’t want to know. He can’t, he can’t, he can’t.

“I’m- I’m not gonna hurt ya if I pick ya up, am I?”

Donnie shrugs, then shakes his head. He doesn’t know. He doesn’t care.

“Okay then. Okay. Here we go.”

Raph is gentle in maneuvering Donnie and Leo into his arms, though there’s apparently no avoiding the fresh waves of pain jolting through Donnie’s legs.

“Sorry, Raph’s sorry. Don’t worry, we’ll be home soon. We’ll get ya fixed up. You’re gonna be okay.”

Unlikely, Donnie thinks. He doesn’t feel like he’ll ever be okay again.

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skulls-soul · 2 years ago

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Ok so @galactic-knightmare as a au in we’re king boo and Luigi have a father-son relationship and I really needed to practice drawing king boo so what did I decide to do is use this AU as fuel and inspiration

So here’s a bunch of doodles of king boo and some boo’s as well as lovely little Ghost Prince Luigi. full warning though as u can see I don’t necessarily know how to draw baby Luigi and I’m still getting the hang of drawing king boo I did this without reference (because my phone was charging) so it’s not the best of the best but either way I figured I’d still share it because at the very least I think the interactions are cute

These first couple of doodles are old their When the first few chapters were out so these were just to try and find out how exactly they would look. So it’s nothing but a bunch of faces and me trying to figure out how in the hell does baby anatomy work my favorite in this page has to be Luigi trying to climb onto king boo

just more practice in general, you can see that I tried drawing king boo kind of levitating Luigi but I gave up on drawing baby Luigi halfway and then jumped to adult Luigi but with these doodles I had an actual reference of what king boo looks like

Here i start doodling little scenes of what I imagine has happened in the AU so kind of little head cannons I just realize that (I made Luigi a little bit of a problem child when it comes to washing) and you know what I stand by it I don’t think he would like it when he hast to put his bandanna or hat or himself to wash

On the top right Luigi is a little upsetti spaghetti because he’s constantly being changed into a bunch of different outfits because of course the boos need to find out which clothing actually fit him (although king boo is pretty sure that’s just an excuse) you can see that I have a little list and it’s basically just what I imagine Luigis first three words to be I think it’s Canon that the first word he says is papa and boo but I imagine that the third thing/1st phrase he’d ever say is “stop it” (or at least try’s to say it)

you can see just a bunch of different scenarios in we’re king boo would say stop it Because of course I had to give examples

There’s king boo with a flashlight with Luigi on top of him this is from the shenanigans chapter in where one of the ghosts find a flashlight and starts basically flashing everyone even poor Luigi got blinded :(

Then there’s ghosts who are just tossing the painting around of the boo’s that did the whole shenanigans I imagine king boo says stop it but won’t do anything else

And then at the very bottom right you can see Luigi running away after being told that he needs to take a bath

Although my favorite Has to be the drawing to the left of the ghost that you capture in the first Luigi mansion‘s game that was taking a bath helping Luigi out also the little bubble mustache (don’t worry Lu one day)

Top left you can see three ghosts stealing baby clothing from some wire hangers because that’s where I believe they get them

Just below that there is a painting of king boo and baby Luigi I imagine that king boo wanted to have a serious painting but someone gave Luigi sugar beforehand so he couldn’t stay still so this ended up the outcome although the king doesn’t hate it and probably prefers it this way because he can see Luigi being his silly goofy self

To the right of that is one of the ghosts from the Mario party games holding maracas

And then at the bottom is an entire scene of what I imagine Luigi‘s first birthday to be like. him with shorts and a frilly shirt some ghosts dancing to the left and to the right you can see a pin yada or the poison mushrooms from the games and three ghosts doing the how low can you go game then there’s a floating violin and piano

And last but certainly not least A Polaroid photo of Luigi eating his birthday cake with icing all over his face I tried doing another little false mustache but clearly failed that’s ok though

Btw you can find the fanfiction of this on ao3 it’s called phantom interference

#phantom interference #luigi #luigi nintendo #king boo #king boo Nintendo #luigi’s mansion 3 #luigi’s mansion dark moon #Luigi’s mansion #luigi fanart #nintendo #I think there might be bowuigi

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inumbrapugnabimus-maybe · 1 year ago

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Here he is :D @akchimp75

jojo’s design for minish cap four is like the most adorable thing ever

also I was so tempted to respond to this with a drawing of the number four…

#I will definitely color this later btw #It just might take a few weeks XD #Linked universe #lu four #minish cap #minish cap link #four linked universe #My art #asks and such #four my beloved #Did I just use this as an excuse to draw mushrooms?#You will never know

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apothecaryscript · 2 months ago

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Episode 22 : Blue Roses / 第22話『青い薔薇(Aoi Sobi)』

猫猫「春の芽吹きを感じる頃、玉葉様の妊娠は、確かなものとなった」

Maomao “Haruno mebukio kanjiru koro, Gyokuyou-samano ninshinwa, tashikana monoto natta.”

Maomao “By the time we started to smell spring in the air, it became certain that Lady Gyokuyou was indeed pregnant.”

鈴麗「あいー、フフッ、あいっ！」

Rinrī “Aiii, fufu, ai!”

猫猫「不思議だなー、赤子がいると分かるのか？」

Maomao “Fushigi danaa, akagoga iruto wakaru-noka?”

Maomao “That’s curious. Can she tell there’s a baby inside?”

3人「可愛い～！」

San-nin “Kawaiiii!”

Three ladies “So cute!”

紅娘「私もそろそろ…」

Hon’nyan “Watashimo soro-soro…”

Hongniang “Maybe I also should start to…”

猫猫（縁談が持ち込まれても、全力で引き止められるだろうな…有能すぎるのも困りものだ）

Maomao (Endanga mochi-komare-temo, zenryokude hikitome-rareru-darona… Yuno sugiru-nomo komari-monoda.)

Maomao (Even if she did get a proposal, they’d probably never let her leave. Being too good at one’s job can be a curse at times.)

猫猫（毎日が充実してると、やっぱり日がたつのが早い…壬氏様の棟にいた2か月はムダに長かったのに…）

Maomao (Mai-nichiga jujitsu shiteruto, yappari higa tatsu-noga hayai… Jinshi-samano muneni ita ni-kagetsuwa mudani naga-katta-noni…)

Maomao (Time flies when every day is so fulfilling. In comparison, the two months spent at Master Jinshi’s offices felt like forever.)

鈴麗「あい、うっ」

Rinrī “Ai, u.”

猫猫「またお絵描きしますか？」

Maomao “Mata oekaki shimasuka?”

Maomao “Would you like to draw pictures again?”

鈴麗「あい！」

Rinrī “Ai!”

Lingli “Yes!”

鈴麗「あーい」

Rinrī “Aai.”

4人「うん？」

Yo-nin “Un?”

猫猫「これは、カラハツタケという毒茸…でっ」

Maomao “Korewa, karahatsu-take-to-iu doku-kinoko…de”

Maomao “This is the woolly milkcap, a poisonous mushroom― Ow!”

紅娘「普通の花を描きなさい」

Hon’nyan “Futsuno hana’o kaki-nasai.”

Hongniang “Draw normal flowers, please.”

猫猫（普通の花、ねぇ…）

Maomao (Futsuno hana, nee…)

Maomao (Normal flowers, huh?)

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壬氏「青い薔薇ですか？」

Jinshi “Aoi sobi desuka?”

Jinshi “A blue rose?”

羅漢「ええ。ご存知ありませんかな？目の覚めるような青い花びらが、美しくてね…。かつて、宮中によく生けていたものですが…」

Rakan “Ee. Gozonji arimasen-kana? Meno sameru-yona aoi hana-biraga, utsukushi-kute-ne… Katsute, kyuchuni yoku ikete-ita mono-desuga…”

Lakan “Yes. Perhaps you’ve never seen one before? The striking blue petals are so beautiful. I used to see them in the palace often,”

壬氏「夢でも見たのでは？青い薔薇など存在しないでしょう」

Jinshi “Yume-demo mitano-dewa? Aoi sobi-nado sonzai shinai desho.”

Jinshi “Perhaps you were dreaming? Blue roses do not exist.”

羅漢「それが、あるのですよ。また皆で愛でたいものですなあー。いかがでしょう？何とかなりませんか？あなた様であれば、なせぬことなどないのでは？」

Rakan “Sorega, aruno-desuyo. Mata minade mede-tai mono desunaa. Ikaga desho? Nantoka nari-masenka? Anata-samade areba, nasenu koto-nado naino-dewa?”

Lakan “But in fact, they do. Oh, how I’d love to appreciate them with everyone again. What do you think? Could it be done? With your power, there must be nothing outside your reach.”

壬氏「分かりました。そのような薔薇があるのなら、私もぜひ見てみたい」

Jinshi “Wakari-mashita. Sono-yona sobiga aruno-nara, watashimo zehi mite-mitai.”

Jinshi “Understood. If such a rose does indeed exist, I’d like to see it as well.”

羅漢「決まりですな。いやはや、実に楽しみだ…それでは。来月の園遊会で」

Rakan “Kimari desuna. Iya-haya, jitsuni tanoshimida… Soredewa. Raigetsuno en’yu-kaide.”

Lakan “Then it’s settled. Goodness, I can’t wait! Excuse me. I hope to see it at next month’s garden party.”

壬氏「ハァ…」

Jinshi “Haa…”

高順「ただでさえお忙しいのに、余計な案件を抱えずとも…」

Gaoshun “Tadade-sae oisogashii-noni, yokeina anken’o kakaezu-tomo…”

Gaoshun “You’re already so busy. You didn’t have to take on more work.”

壬氏「言うな…とりあえず国中の花屋を当たってくれ」

Jinshi “Iuna… Toriaezu kunijuno hanaya’o atatte-kure.”

Jinshi “Don’t rub it in. Please just go ask every florist in the nation about this.”

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高順「花屋の話では、今は薔薇の季節ではないと…」

Gaoshun “Hanayano hanashi-dewa, imawa sobino kisetsu-dewa naito…”

Gaoshun “The florists say that roses are not in season.”

壬氏「ハァ…」

Jinshi “Haa…”

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壬氏「急に呼び立ててすまない」

Jinshi “Kyuni yobi-tatete sumanai.”

Jinshi “Sorry to call you up so suddenly.”

猫猫「フゥ…」

Maomao “Fu…”

壬氏「今度、皆で青い薔薇を愛でようということになってな…」

Jinshi “Kondo, minade aoi sobi’o mede-yoto-iu kotoni nattena…”

Jinshi “We were talking about getting together to admire blue roses.”

猫猫「青い薔薇？…私は薬屋ですが」

Maomao “Aoi sobi? …Watashiwa kusuriya desuga.”

Maomao “Blue roses…? I’m just an apothecary, you know.”

壬氏「ああ、分かっている…」

Jinshi “Aa, wakatte-iru…”

Jinshi “Yes, I’m aware…”

猫猫（何か訳ありか？やけに疲れてるな…。薔薇か…少しなら知識はあるが…妓女相手の小遣い稼ぎで扱ったことがある。だが…）

Maomao (Nanika wake-arika? Yakeni tsukare-teruna… Sobika… Sukoshi-nara chishikiwa aruga… Gijo-aiteno kozukai-kasegide atsukatta kotoga aru. Daga…)

Maomao (I wonder what prompted this? He seems awfully tired. Roses, huh? I do know a thing or two about them. I’ve sold them before to make some quick cash with the courtesans. But…)

猫猫「本当に青い薔薇を見たと？」

Maomao “Hontoni aoi sobi’o mitato?”

Maomao “They really said they saw a blue rose?”

壬氏「ああ」

Jinshi “Aa.”

Jinshi “Yes.”

猫猫「幻覚剤は、流行っていませんか？」

Maomao “Genkaku-zaiwa, hayatte imasenka?”

Maomao “Is there some new popular hallucinogen, or…?”

壬氏「んなもの回ってたら、国が滅ぶわ！」

Jinshi “N’na-mono mawatte-tara, kuniga horobuwa!”

Jinshi “That’d ruin our whole nation!”

高順「壬氏様」

Gaoshum “Jinshi-sama.”

Gaoshun “Master Jinshi.”

壬氏「うっ…… 無理だろうか？」

Jinshi “U…… Muri daroka?”

Jinshi “Is it impossible?”

猫猫「ハァ…。どのようにすればよろしいのですか？」

Maomao “Haa… Dono-yoni sureba yoroshiino-desuka?”

Maomao “What exactly is it that your desire?”

壬氏「来月の園遊会に用意できるか？」

Jinshi “Raigetsuno en’yu-kaini yoi dekiruka?”

Jinshi “Can you find some by next month’s garden party?”

猫猫「来月？薔薇が咲くのは、少なくともふた月以上先ですけど」

Maomao “Raigetsu? Sobiga saku-nowa, sukunaku-tomo futa-tsuki-ijo saki desu-kedo.”

Maomao “Next month? Roses bloom two months later at the earliest.”

壬氏「だよな…。何とか断っておく…」

Jinshi “Dayona… Nantoka kotowatte oku…”

Jinshi “I know… I’ll find a way to turn him down.”

猫猫「あ…」（壬氏様の、この反応…。それに、無理難題を押し付けるようなやり口…）

Maomao “A…” (Jinshi-samano, kono hanno… Soreni, muri-nandai’o oshi-tsukeru-yona yari-kuchi…)

Maomao (Master Jinshi’s reaction, and this style of forcing people to attempt the impossible…)

猫猫「この話、もしかして、とある軍師から持ち掛けられたのでは？」

Maomao “Kono hanashi, moshika-shite, toaru gunshi-kara mochi-kake-raretano-dewa?”

Maomao “Was this brought up by a certain strategist?”

壬氏「…ああ…」

Jinshi “…Aa…”

Jinshi “Yes.”

猫猫「分かりました。お引き受けします」

Maomao “Wakari-mashita. O-hiki-uke shimasu.

Maomao “Understood. I will take this on.”

壬氏「いいのか？」

Jinshi “Iinoka?”

Jinshi “Are you sure?”

猫猫「できるか分かりませんが、やるだけやってみます」

Maomao “Dekiruka wakari-masenga, yaru-dake yatte mimasu.”

Maomao “I don’t know if I can pull it off, but I’ll try my best.”

猫猫（逃げているだけも腹立たしい。どうせなら、あのにやけたモノクルをかち割ってやる…！）

Maomao (Nigete-iru-dakemo hara-data-shii. Dose-nara, ano niyaketa monokuru’o kachi-watte-yaru…!)

Maomao (I don’t want to just run from him. I might as well take a swing at smashing his creepy monocle.)

猫猫「壬氏様。いくつかお願いしてもよろしいですか？」

Maomao “Jinshi-sama. Ikutsuka onegai shitemo yoroshii desuka?”

Maomao “Master Jinshi, may I make a few requests?”

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猫猫「使用を許可して下さり、ありがとうございます。梨花様」

Maomao “Shiyo’o kyoka shite kudasari, arigato gozai-masu. Rifa-sama.”

Maomao “Thank you for allowing me to use it, Lady Lihua.”

梨花妃「構わなくてよ。あれはもともと、あなたが作らせたものだもの。フフフッ」

Rifa-hi “Kamawa-nakuteyo. Arewa moto-moto, anataga tsuku-raseta mono damono. Fufufu.”

Concubine Lihua “I don’t mind. You were the one that had it constructed in the first place.”

猫猫（懐かしいな…以前、毒に伏せった梨花妃のために蒸気風呂を作らせてもらった。今回それをお借りするのだが…さすがにタダでは申し訳ない）

Maomao (Natsukashii-na… Izen, dokuni fusetta Rifa-hino tameni joki-buro’o tsuku-rasete moratta. Konkai sore’o okari suruno-daga… Sasugani tada-dewa moshi-wake nai.)

Maomao (It’s been a while. I remember back then, I got them to make a steam room for Lady Lihua, who was suffering from poison back then. I’m borrowing it now, but I feel bad using it for free.)

猫猫「さっ。こちら、帝の愛読書です」

Maomao “Sa. Kochira, mikadono aidoku-sho desu.”

Maomao “This is the emperor’s favorite book.”

梨花妃「ありがたく頂戴するわ」

Rifa-hi “Arigataku chodai suruwa.”

Concubine Lihua “I appreciate this.”

猫猫（妓楼から取り寄せておいてよかった～）

Maomao (Giro-kara tori-yotese oite yokattaaa.)

Maomao (I’m glad I got it through the brothel.)

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壬氏「そっちを頼む」

Jinshi “Socchi’o tanomu.”

Jinshi “Take that side.”

宦官たち「はい！」

Kangan-tachi “Hai!”

Eunuchs “Yes, sir!”

猫猫「壬氏様」

Maomao “Jinshi-sama.”

Maomao “Master Jinshi.”

壬氏「ああ、来たか。言われた通り、建てさせたが…一体どうするんだ？」

Jinshi “Aa, kitaka. Iwareta-toori, tate-sasetaga… Ittai do surunda?”

Jinshi “Ah, you’re here. I had them build this as you asked, but… What is this for?”

猫猫「薔薇を狂わせるんです」

Maomao “Sobi’o kuru-waserun-desu.”

Maomao “We’re going to make the roses go mad.”

壬氏「薔薇を狂わせる？どういう意味だ？薬屋」

Jinshi “Sobi’o kuru-waseru? Do-iu imida? Kusuriya.”

Jinshi “Make the roses go mad? What does that mean, apothecary?”

猫猫「日光を入れて、あそこから、蒸気を小屋の中に送ります。暖めた部屋で薔薇を育てるんです。花が、開花の季節を間違えてくれるかもしれません」

Maomao “Nikko’o irete, asoko-kara, joki’o koyano nakani okuri-masu. Atatameta heyade sobi’o sodaterun-desu. Hanaga, kaikano kisetsu’o machigaete kureru-kamo shire-masen.”

Maomao “We’re going to let the sunlight in, and blow steam inside through there. The roses will grow in this warmed room. This way, the flowers might mistake it as the time to bloom.”

壬氏「それで、‘狂わせる’か」

Jinshi “Sorede, ‘kuru-waseru’ka.”

Jinshi “I see, so they’ll ‘go mad.’”

猫猫「咲く保証はありませ��が…」

Maomao “Saku hoshowa arimasenga…”

Maomao “I can’t guarantee it, though.”

猫猫「あ…」

Maomao “A…”

Maomao “Oh.”

壬氏「あっ！」

Jinshi “A!”

高順「ああ…」

Gaoshun “Aa…”

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小蘭「猫猫～！」

Shaoran “Maomaooo!”

Xiaolan “Maomao!”

猫猫「小蘭？！」

Maomao “Shaoran?!”

Maomao “Xiaolan?”

小蘭「私も手伝うよ！足のケガ、大丈夫？」

Shaoran “Watashimo tetsudauyo! Ashino kega, daijobu?”

Xiaolan “I’ll help, too! Is your leg okay?”

猫猫（あ…もしや、お目付け役か？無理だけはするなって、さんざん言われたもんな…）

Maomao (A… Moshiya, ometsuke-yakuka? Muri-dakewa surunatte, sanzan iwareta-monna…)

Maomao (Did he summon her to chaperone me? They did repeatedly tell me not to push myself too hard.)

猫猫「平気。手伝わせてごめん」

Maomao “Heiki. Tetsuda-wasete gomen.”

Maomao “I’m fine. Sorry to make you help.”

小蘭「ううん。久しぶりに一緒だね！エヘヘッ」

Shaoran “Uun. Hisashi-burini issho-dane! Ehehe.”

Xiaolan “It’s okay. It’s been a while since we’ve worked together, huh?”

猫猫「フッ、そうだね」

Maomao “Fu, sodane.”

Maomao “Yeah, it has.”

猫猫（持ち込んだ薔薇は100株以上…。これで最後）

Maomao (Mochi-konda sobiwa hyakkabu-ijo… korede saigo.)

Maomao (We brought in over one hundred roses. This is the last one.)

小蘭「うわあっ、すごい量！」

Shaoran “Uwaa, sugoi ryo!”

Xiaolan “Wow, this is a lot!”

猫猫（種類はバラけさせ、できるだけ早咲きのものを選んだ）

Maomao (Shuruiwa barake-sase, dekiru-dake haya-zakino mono’o eranda.)

Maomao (We diversified the species, selecting early-blooming ones where possible.)

小蘭「全部咲くかな？」

Shaoran “Zenbu saku-kana?”

Xiaolan “Will they all bloom?”

猫猫「そうなってほしいけど…」

Maomao “So-natte-hoshii-kedo…”

Maomao “I hope so.”

猫猫（温度調整には、細心の注意を払う。人手を数名派遣してもらったが、他人に任せることは難しい作業だ。間違って、全て枯らしてしまってはおしまいだ。）

Maomao (Ondo-chosei-niwa, saishinno chui’o harau. Hitode’o sumei haken shite-morattaga, tanin’ni makaseru kotowa muzukashii sagyoda. Machigatte subete karashite shimattewa oshimaida.)

Maomao (Temperature control requires utmost care. I got them to send some help, but this is a tough task to delegate to others. If we make a mistake and kill them all, that would be the end of it.)

猫猫（晴れた日は外に出して、日光を浴びさせる）

Maomao (Hareta hiwa sotoni dashite, nikko’o abi-saseru.)

Maomao (On sunny days, we bring them outside to expose them to sunlight.)

小蘭「気持ちよさそう～！」

Shaoran “Kimochi-yosasooo!”

Xiaolan “That must feel good!”

猫猫「うん」

Maomao “Un.”

Maomao “Yeah.”

高順「調子はいかがですか？」

Gaoshun “Choshiwa ikaga desuka?”

Gaoshum “How are you doing?”

2人「ん？」

Futari “N?”

高順「差し入れです」

Gaoshun “Sashi-ire desu.”

Gaoshun “Here, a gift.”

小蘭「わあっ！」

Shaoran “Waa!”

猫猫「ありがとうございます」

Maomao “Arigato gozai-masu.”

Maomao “Thank you very much.”

小蘭「仕事サボれて、おやつまでもらえるなんて最高だよ！」

Shaoran “Shigoto sabo-rete, oyatsu-made moraeru-nante saiko dayo!”

Xiaolan “I get to skip work and eat snacks? This is great!”

猫猫「これも仕事だけどね」

Maomao “Koremo shigoto dakedone.”

Maomao “This is work too, though.”

小蘭「どうしたんだろう？」

Shaoran “Doshitan-daro?”

Xiaolan “What’s with them?”

猫猫「さあ？もの珍しいのか？」

Maomao “Saa? Mono-mezurashii-noka?”

Maomao “I don’t know. Maybe they’re just curious.”

猫猫（それとも、怖いもの見たさか？）

Maomao (Soretomo, kowai mono mitasa-ka?)

Maomao (Or they want to be scared.)

小蘭「次、何したらいい？」

Shaoran “Tsugi, nani shitara ii?”

Xiaolan “What should I do next?”

猫猫「新芽の多い苗があったら、いくつか摘んでくれる？栄養が集中して咲きやすくなりますし、病気の予防になるんです」

Maomao “Shinmeno ooi naega attara, ikutsuka tsunde kureru? Eiyoga shuchu-shite saki-yasuku nari-masushi, byokino yoboni narun-desu.”

Maomao “If a seedling has a lot of sprouts on it, can you pick a few? It concentrates the nutrients into the remaining sprouts and helps prevent sickness.”

宦官たち「おお…」

Kangan-tachi “Oo…”

Eunuchs “Ah.”

宦官「あっ…」

Kangan “A…”

Eunuch “Whoa!”

小蘭「大丈夫だよ～。ぽい！」

Shaoran “Daijobu dayooo. Poi!”

Xiaolan “It’s fine.”

宦官「ありがとうございます」

Kangan “Arigato gozai-masu.”

Eunuch “Thank you.”

小蘭「いいえ」

Shaoran “Iie.”

Xiaolan “Don’t mention it!”

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猫猫「急いでください！」

Maomao “Isoide kudasai!”

Maomao “Hurry!”

小蘭「つぼみ、なかなか出ないね…」

Shaoran “Tsubomi, naka-naka denaine…”

Xiaolan “It’s taking them a long time to bloom.”

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猫猫（寒さが戻った日は…徹夜で小屋を暖める。天候はままならない）

Maomao (Samusaga modotta hiwa… tetsuyade koya’o atatameru. Tenkowa mama-nara-nai.)

Maomao (On days where it gets cold, I stay up all night to maintain the heat. Weather can’t be controlled.)

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小蘭「昨日も寝てないの？」

Shaoran “Kinomo nete-naino?”

Xiaolan “Did you pull another all-nighter?”

猫猫「寝たよ…明け方」

Maomao “Netayo… Ake-gata.”

Maomao “I did sleep, around dawn.”

小蘭「明け方って、さっきだよ！できること、やっとくから…ちょっとだけ寝たら？」

Shaoran “Akegatatte, sakki dayo! Dekiru koto, yattoku-kara… Chotto-dake netara?”

Xiaolan “Dawn was just moments ago! I’ll do what I can, so why don’t you get some sleep?”

猫猫「目、離せないし…」

Maomao “Me, hanase-naishi…”

Maomao “I can’t leave this alone.”

小蘭「ん？またこっち見てるね」

Shaoran “N? Mata kocchi miterune.”

Xiaolan “They’re looking at us again.”

猫猫（毎日毎日よく飽きないな…というか気が散る。何か気をそらせたら…ふん…）

Maomao (Mai-nichi mai-nichi yoku aki-naina…to-iuka kiga chiru. Nanika kio sorase-tara… Fun…)

Maomao (Every single day. Don’t they get tired of this? It’s irritating. I wonder if I can divert their attention…)

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小蘭「すごい！これが爪紅か～！」

Shaoran “Sugoi! Korega tsuma-kurenai kaaa!”

Xiaolan “Wow! So this is what a manicure is like!”

猫猫「花街ではみんなやってるよ」

Maomao “Hana-machi-dewa minna yatteruyo.”

Maomao “Everyone does it in the pleasure district.”

小蘭「綺麗だもんね！」

Shaoran “Kirei-damonne!”

Xiaolan “It sure is pretty!”

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貴園「あっ、猫猫もしてるの？可愛いー！」

Guien “A, Maomaomo shiteruno? Kawaiii!”

Guiyuan “Oh, you did it too, Maomao? So cute!”

愛藍「最近流行ってるわよね」

Airan “Saikin hayatteru-wayone.”

Ailan “It’s been popular recently.”

猫猫「そうですね」

Maomao “Sodesune.”

Maomao “Indeed.”

猫猫（帝の寵愛を受ける上級妃は、流行りの最先端だからな…）

Maomao (Mikadono choai’o ukeru jokyu-hiwa, hayarino sai-sentan dakarana…)

Maomao (The high-ranking concubines are always at the cutting edge of fashion.)

紅娘「非効率ね…」

Hon’nyan “Hi-koritsu ne…”

Hongniang “Seems like a waste of time.”

猫猫（紅娘様はおしゃれより仕事か）

Maomao (Hon’nyan-samawa oshare-yori shigotoka.)

Maomao (Lady Hongniang prefers work over fashion.)

猫猫「毒見も終わりましたので、水晶宮に戻ります」

Maomao “Dokumimo owari-mashita-node, Suisho-Kyuni modori-masu.”

Maomao “I’ve finished tasting for poison, so I’ll go back to the Crystal Pavilion now.”

玉葉妃「もう？」

Gyokuyo-hi “Mo?”

Concubine Gyokuyou “Already?”

猫猫「園遊会まで時間がないので…」

Maomao “En’yu-kai-made jikanga nai-node…”

Maomao “The garden party is coming up soon.”

玉葉妃「そうね…」

Gyokuyo-hi “Sone…”

Concubine Gyokuyou “I see…”

紅娘「あっ、そうだわ。今回、玉葉様は欠席されるの。楼蘭様のお披露目に、席をお譲りする形よ」

Hon’nyan “A, so-dawa. Konkai, Gyokuyo-samawa kesseki sareruno. Roran-samano ohiromeni, seki’o oyuzuri suru katachiyo.”

Hongniang “Oh, by the way, Lady Gyokuyou won’t be attending this time around. We’re letting the focus of this event be Lady Loulan’s introduction.”

猫猫（妊娠を隠すためか…）

Maomao (Ninshin’o kakusu tameka…)

Maomao (To hide the pregnancy, right.)

猫猫「分かりました。では…」

Maomao “Wakari-mashita. Dewa…”

Maomao “Understood. Excuse me.”

桜花「ねえ、水晶宮では大丈夫なの？」

Infa “Nee, Suisho-Kyu-dewa daijobu nano?”

Yinghua “Hey, is everything alright at the Crystal Pavilion?”

貴園「どんどんやつれていってるわよー」

Guien “Don-don yatsurete itteru-wayoo.”

Guiyuan “You look worse for wear every day.”

愛藍「あまり無理しないでね」

Airan “Amari muri shinaidene.”

Ailan “Don’t push yourself too hard, okay?”

猫猫「ありがとうございます」

Maomao “Arigato gozai-masu.”

Maomao “Thank you.”

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小蘭「猫猫～！」

Shaoran “Maomaooo!”

Xiaolan “Maomao!”

猫猫「ん？」

Maomao “N?”

小蘭「猫猫～！大変！」

Shaoran “Maomaooo! Taihen!”

Xiaolan “Maomao! Hurry!”

猫猫「えっ…」

Maomao “E…”

猫猫「蕾…！」

Maomao “Tsubomi…!”

Maomao “A bud…”

小蘭「さっき見つけたの！やっと一つ目だよ～！アハハッ！」

Shaoran “Sakki mitsuke-tano! Yatto hitotsume dayooo! Ahaha!”

Xiaolan “I found it just now. Our first one, finally!”

猫猫（このままいけば、何とか咲いてくれるかも…）

Maomao (Kono-mama ikeba, nantoka saite-kureru-kamo…)

Maomao (At this rate… We might just make it in time.)

小蘭「猫猫？猫猫？猫猫！！」

Shaoran “Maomao? Maomao? Maomao!!”

Xiaolan “Maomao? Maomao! Maomao!”

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壬氏「薬屋から連絡は？」

Jinshi “Kusuriya-kara renrakuwa?”

Jinshi “Has the apothecary sent any word?”

高順「いえ、何も。私もここ数日、顔を出せず…」

Gaoshun “Ie, nanimo. Watashimo koko sujitsu, kao’o dasezu…”

Gaoshun “No, nothing. I haven’t been able to visit her for the past few days.”

壬氏「お互い、園遊会の準備に追われていたからな」

Jinshi “Otagai, en’yu-kaino junbini owarete-ita-karana.”

Jinshi “We were both busy preparing for the garden party.”

猫猫「壬氏様」

Maomao “Jinshi-sama.”

Maomao “Master Jinshi.”

壬氏「あ…」

Jinshi “A…”

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武官「あれが子昌殿の娘、楼蘭妃か」

Bukan “Arega Shisho-donono musume, Roran-hika.”

Military officer “So, that’s Concubine Loulan, daughter of Master Shishou.”

文官「なんと華やかな…」

Bunkan “Nanto hanayakana…”

Civil official “How splendid.”

子昌「楼蘭妃に…至らぬ点はありませんかな？何でもおっしゃってください」

Shisho “Roran-hini… Itaranu tenwa arimasen-kana? Nan-demo osshatte kudasai.”

Shishou “Regarding Concubine Loulan, is there anything that needs improvement? Please, hold nothing back.”

楼蘭妃「何なりと」

Roran-hi “Nan-narito.”

Loulan “Please.”

皇太后「まあ…」

Kotaigo “Maa…”

Empress dowager “Oh.”

高官「青い薔薇…！」

Kokan “Aoi sobi…!”

High-ranking official “Blue roses?!”

高官「まさか…」

Kokan “Masaka…”

High-ranking official “It can’t be…!”

壬氏「蕾を愛で、咲き誇る姿に思いをはせるのも一興かと」

Jinshi “Tsubomi’o mede, saki-hokoru sugatani omoi’o haseru-nomo ikkyo-kato.”

Jinshi “It may be entertaining to enjoy the beauty of these buds while imagining how they look at full bloom.”

皇帝「うむ、美しいな」

Kotei “Umu, utsukushii-na.”

Emperor “Yes. They’re beautiful.”

高官「んん…」

Kokan “Nn…”

High-ranking official “Hmph.”

壬氏（壬氏に向けられる、あらゆる視線。いくら秀でた容姿があろうと、若造の宦官がでしゃばる様を好むほど無欲な官ばかりではない。色情はいい。いくらでも利用法がある。嫉妬もいい。扱いやすい。厄介なのは…何を考えているのか分からない目だ。子昌…楼蘭妃の実父で、女帝の寵愛を受けた男。今なお、帝は頭が上がらない。だからこそ、こちらも微笑みを絶やさない。それに今、子昌よりも厄介なのは…羅漢。あの男だ…）

Jinshi (Jinshini muke-rareru, arayuru shisen. Ikura hiideta yoshiga aroto, wakazono kanganga deshabaru sama’o konomu-hodo muyokuna kan-bakari dewa nai. Shikijowa ii. Ikura-demo riyo-hoga aru. Shittomo ii. Atsukai-yasui. Yakkai nanowa… nanio kangaete-iru-noka wakara-nai meda. Shisho… Roran-hino jippude, joteino choai’o uketa otoko. Ima-nao, midadowa atamaga agara-nai. Dakara-koso, kochiramo hohoemi’o tayasa-nai. Soreni ima, Shisho-yorimo yakkai nanowa… Rakan. Ano otokoda…)

Jinshi (The attention that ‘Jinshi’ gets. Unlike some of the worthless officials, many don’t appreciate a young eunuch hoarding attention, no matter how beautiful. Lust is fine. It’s easy to exploit that. Envy is fine, too. It’s manageable. What’s really troubling is… When I can’t tell what they’re thinking. Shishou. Concubine Loulan’s father, the man favored by the mother of the former emperor… Even now, the emperor can’t look him in the eye. That’s why I also can’t let my smile fade, either. And besides, the one who’s more worrying than Shishou right now is… That man, Lakan.)

羅漢「何と嫌味な…」

Rakan “Nanto iyamina…”

Lakan “How annoying.”

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桜花「気が付いた？」

Infa “Kiga tsuita?”

Yinghua “Are you awake?”

猫猫「桜花さん…」

Maomao “Infa-san…”

Maomao “Yinghua.”

桜花「もう水晶宮に行っちゃダメよ。いつもやつれ果てて帰ってくるんだから」

Infa “Mo Suisho-Kyuni iccha dameyo. Itsumo yatsure-hatete kaette-kurun-dakara.”

Yinghua “Don’t go to the Crystal Pavilion anymore. You always come back looking so exhausted.”

猫猫「すみません」

Maomao “Sumi-masen.”

Maomao “I’m sorry.”

壬氏「起きたか」

Jinshi “Okitaka.”

Jinshi “You’re up.”

桜花「あっ…私はこれで」

Infa “A… Watashiwa korede.”

Yinghua “Excuse me.”

壬氏「座ったままでいい」

Jinshi “Suwatta mamade ii.”

Jinshi “You can stay seated.”

猫猫「難しいですね…開花には至りませんでした」

Maomao “Muzukashii desune… Kaika-niwa itari-masen-deshita.”

Maomao “It was hard. I couldn’t get them to fully bloom.”

壬氏「それは、俺に対して済まないというんじゃないのだろうな」

Jinshi “Sorewa, oreni taishite sumanaito iunja naino-darona.”

Jinshi “You’re not apologizing to me, are you?”

猫猫「ん？」

Maomao “N?”

壬氏「何でもない。十分だ。これは一体どうしたんだ？」

Jinshi “Nandemo nai. Jubunda. Korewa ittai do-shitanda?”

Jinshi “Never mind. You did well. How did you do it, though?”

猫猫「染めただけですよ」

Maomao “Someta-dake desuyo.”

Maomao “I just dyed them.”

壬氏「染めた？何も付いていないぞ」

Jinshi “Someta? Nanimo tsuite-inaizo.”

Jinshi “Dyed? But there’s nothing on them.”

猫猫「外側ではありません。内側から染めたのです」

Maomao “Soto-gawa-dewa ari-masen. Uchi-gawa-kara sometano-desu.”

Maomao “Not on the outside. We dyed them from the inside.”

壬氏「あ…」

Jinshi “A…”

猫猫「この薔薇は、もともと全て白い花なのです」

Maomao “Kono sobiwa, moto-moto subete shiroi hana nano-desu.”

Maomao “All of these roses were originally white.”

猫猫「様々な色水を使って、白い蕾に吸わせたんです」

Maomao “Sama-zamana iro-mizu’o tsukatte, shiroi tsubomini suwasetan-desu.”

Maomao “We mixed water with several colors and had the white buds suck them up.”

壬氏「それで、青だけでなく多くの色があったのか」

Jinshi “Sorede, ao-dakede-naku ookuno iroga atta-noka.”

Jinshi “So that’s why there are many colors, not just blue.”

猫猫「はい。葉っぱはどす黒く染まるので、あらかじめ全てむしっておきましたが…。あとは、園遊会の間、色落ちしないよう、色水の染み込んだ綿を固定すれば完成です。実に単純な方法です」

Maomao “Hai. Happawa dosu-guroku somaru-node, arakajime subete mushitte oki-mashitaga… Atowa, en’yu-kaino aida, iro-ochi shinai-yo, iro-mizuno shimi-konda wata’o kotei sureba kansei desu. Jitsuni tanjunna hoho desu.”

Maomao “Yes. The leaves ended up coming out black, so we plucked them all. Then all we had to do was to fix cotton soaked in the dyed water to the stems, so they couldn’t lose their vibrancy during the garden party. It really was quite simple.”

猫猫（実際、骨が折れたのは薔薇の花を咲かせるまでだ）

Maomao (Jissai, honega oreta-nowa sobino hana’o sakaseru-madeda.)

Maomao (What was actually difficult was getting the roses to bloom at all.)

壬氏「確かに…単純だな」

Jinshi “Tashikani…tanjun dana.”

Jinshi “Simple, indeed.”

猫猫「ですので、何かしら言いがかりをつける官が出るかもしれません。帝には、先に種明かしをしておきました。最初に秘密を知るのが嬉しいらしく、楽しそうに聞いてくださいましたよ」

Maomao “Desu-node, nani-kashira iigakari’o tsukeru kanga deru-kamo shire-masen. Mikado-niwa, sakini tane-akashi’o shite oki-mashita. Saishoni himitsu’o shiru-noga ureshii rashiku, tanoshi-soni kiite kudasai-mashitayo.”

Maomao “Also, because some officials might have picked a quarrel about this, I went ahead and revealed the trick to the emperor. He seemed to enjoy the fact that he got to know the secret first, and had a good time listening to me explain.”

壬氏「では昔、宮廷内で青い薔薇を見たというのは…」

Jinshi “Dewa mukashi, kyutei-naide aoi sobi’o mitato iu-nowa…”

Jinshi “So, about the story of the blue roses being seen in the palace…”

猫猫「毎日毎日、青い色水を薔薇に吸わせる暇人がいたんでしょう」

Maomao “Mai-nichi mai-nichi, aoi iro-mizu’o sobini suwaseru hima-jinga itan-desho.”

Maomao “There must have been someone with a lot of free time feeding blue water to the roses.”

壬氏「なんでまた、そんなことを…」

Jinshi “Nande mata, sonna koto’o…”

Jinshi “Who would do something like that?”

猫猫「さあ？女を口説く道具でも欲しかったのでは？」

Maomao “Saa? Onna’o kudoku dogu-demo hoshi-kattano-dewa?”

Maomao “Who knows? Maybe they wanted a gimmick with which to woo women.”

壬氏「珍しいな。爪を染めているのか？」

Jinshi “Mezurashii-na. Tsume’o somete-iru-noka?”

Jinshi “That’s unexpected. Are you painting your nails?”

猫猫「似合いませんけどね」

Maomao “Niai-masen-kedone.”

Maomao “It doesn’t suit me, though.”

猫猫（鳳仙花と片喰があれば、もっときれいに染まるんだけど…。爪紅の異名を取る鳳仙花と、猫足の異名を取る片喰。２つを練り合わせて爪につけると、あざやかな赤になる。まあ、きれいに染めたところで…。これでもまともになったんだけど…）

Maomao (Hosenka to katabami ga areba, motto kireini somarun-dakedo… Tsuma-benino imyo’o toru hosenkato, neko-ashino imyo’o toru katabami. Futatsu’o neri-awasete tsumeni tsukeruto, azayakana akani naru. Maa, kireini someta-tokorode… Kore-demo matomoni nattan-dakedo…)

Maomao (If I had some balsam and woodsorrel, I could have made them look prettier. Balsam is often used to dye fingernails, and woodsorrel is nicknamed cat’s foot. Mixing them together and applying them on the fingernails creates a vivid red. But then, even if I made them prettier… This is better than it was before.)

猫猫「高順様。頼んでいたものは？」

Maomao “Gaoshun-sama. Tanonde-ita monowa?”

Maomao “Master Gaoshun, what about the item I requested?”

高順「ええ、言われた通りに」

Gaoshun “Ee, iwareta toorini.”

Gaoshun “Yes, as you wished.”

猫猫「ありがとうございます」

Maomao “Arigato gozai-masu.”

Maomao “Thank you.”

猫猫（これで舞台は整った。あとは…いけ好かない奴に一泡吹かせるだけだ）

Maomao (Korede butaiwa totonotta. Atowa… Ike-sukanai yatsuni hito-awa fukaseru dakeda.)

Maomao (Now the stage is set. All I have to do now is catch that nasty creep off guard.)

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羅漢（…にしても、まさか挑発が失敗に終わるとは…）

Rakan (…Ni-shitemo, masaka chohatsuga shippaini owaru-towa…)

Lakan (I didn’t expect my provocation to fail.)

羅漢（多くの人間の顔は、碁石のようにしか見えない。男は黒石、女は白石。軍部の部下の人間でも、せいぜい象棋の駒だ。多くの者は兵、卒で、階級が上がるほどに馬、砲となっていく。軍部の仕事は簡単だ。駒に見合った配置をすればいい。適材適所…それで大体の戦は勝てる。難しいことではない。たとえ自分が無能でも、割り当てさえやれば、勝手に仕事を終わらせてくれる）

Rakan (Ookuno ningen’no kaowa, go-ishino-yoni-shika mie-nai. Otokowa kuro-ishi, onnawa shiro-ishi. Gunbuno bukano ningen-demo, seizei shanchī no komada. Ookuno monowa hei, sotsude, kaikyuga agaru-hodoni uma, ho-to natte-iku. Gunbuno shigotowa kantanda. Komani miatta haichi’o sureba ii. Teki-zai-teki-sho… Sorede daitaino ikusawa kateru. Muzukashii koto dewa nai. Tatoe jibunga muno-demo, wari-ate-sae yareba, katteni shigoto’o owa-rasete-kureru.)

Lakan (Most humans only look like go stones to me. Men are black stones, women are white stones. Even my subordinates in the military only appear as chess pieces, at best. Most are soldiers, pawns. As they gain ranks, they become cavalry and cannons. Working in the military is easy. I just need to know where to place the pieces. The right pieces in the right places. Most wars can be won by that alone. It’s quite easy. Even if I were completely useless, as long as I placed others in the right places, the work would get done on its own.)

羅漢（今日は、いつも以上に目が痛い。どうにも赤い色がちらつく。爪紅か…記憶の中の爪紅は、けばけばしい赤ではない。うっすら染まった、鳳仙花の赤…）

Rakan (Kyowa, itsumo-ijoni mega itai. Do-nimo akai iroga chira-tsuku. Tsuma-kurenai-ka… Kiokuno nakano tsuma-beniwa, keba-keba-shii aka-dewa nai. Ussura somatta, hosenkano aka…)

Lakan (My eyes hurt more than usual today. A red color keeps flickering into my view. Manicures… The manicures in my memories aren’t this overly flamboyant crimson. They’re the soft color of balsam.)

羅漢「ハッ…」

Rakan “Ha…”

(Continue to episode 23)

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