#I apologized for it but I just need to know why this is happening

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 30/12✨

Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

@pandorainabox ha chiesto: Hope this isn't a dumb question,but do you plan to/already are posting the bio parents ah anywhere where it can be viewed all in one piece? With the between posts in tumblr,it gets confusing and I still don't quite know how to navigate it so I was curious if I could binge read it anywhere all in one clean read? (I constantly want to re-read it lmao,it brings me so much joy,its so damn cute!!) Anyway apologies for the random question!! I love your work,you're doing so good and I hope you have an absolutely wonderful rest of your day/night! Thank you so much for taking your time to read and respond if you do so!! 💚💚🌙

i mean… I THINK the masterpost is the easiest way to read it for now (and once you read one chapter you press “NEXT” at the end of it.)

if I would put it, let’s say, on Webtoon (which I can’t) it kind of would be the same thing. A list if chapters, when you click on one it opens the chapter with the 10-20 panels and then you click the “next” to go to the next one.

i don’t think putting all chapters from one part would be nice since it would be a super duper long list of panels (and the page would take a lot to load with so many medias) and one Part of the comic contains multiple arcs.

i’m open to suggestions though!

@robinpika ha chiesto: I was just wondering why is wukong kaiju form unstable? What inspired you to go that route

it was an headcanon of my of why we never see it in the show, even though it is present in JTTW AND war forms are… well normal in LMK, so I figured he must have a reason why he didn’t use it, considering it could have spare them a lot of trouble giving its power.

@imafluffycupcakey ha chiesto: I can't find the option to ask anonymously oof— Enyway this is Tumblr and that's what I'm here for. Ever made a design for a Red son and MK kid? From your AU I mean (ignoring every nature law for a second). Also, where did you got that name for MK from? Is something from Jurney to the west? Mainly thanks to your AU I am going to try and read that book (has more them a 1000 pages :') )

we all subconsciously agreed that the spicynoodle lovechild is Kai from lego ninjago and MK real name is his name in the chinese dub.

@avencaeheng ha chiesto: Can you reccomend any websites to watch lmk? 🙏

You can find MOST of the episodes on youtube. BUT you need also the specials to understand the story. If I link you a site in 2 weeks it will be down. The best is that you join the Lego Monkie Kid Fanspace discord. They have links to see the show and they update them every once in a while.

@astro-lmk-enjoyer ha chiesto: Another silly headcanon <3 Since MK unlocked he’s monkey form he started teething like a baby monkey but… adult. I don’t know how baby monkey teethe but when dogs teethe they get a lot more bite-y and the bites hurt a lot more than before teething. I can imagineMK getting a lot more bitey with things, like chewing food longer then needed be and maybe when he’s play fighting with the baby monkeys he bites one and it chirps and Wukong is like: ! One of my children is in need! And he discovers MK is teething and does something idk yet. After having given my evidence… Do you think this would happen? Does MK have fangs in his human form like how some people draw him?

hi! I guess he did have a period in which he had a little teething.

no, his human form doesn’t have fangs, because his human form is just a kind of glamour/shapeshift. In the AU the monkey form became his normal form (since it always has been his original form to begin with)

toomanylegos ha chiesto: Hey, I just want to say I absolutely adore your ShadowPeach comic and the beautiful art with it. I went through nasal surgery on the 19th, and seeing an update from you really helped soothe my nerves about it, so thank you! I can't wait to see more updates throughout my recovery :D burry-penguin ha chiesto: As a spicynoodle shipper I love your work sm and what ur doing for this community KEEPING US FEED FOR DAYSSS!! 🔥🍜 🔥🍜 You’re so amazing and keep doing what you’re doing because you’re a damn good story teller and artist. You’ll go so far someday! You’ve helped put a smile on my face on my best and worst days just from seeing each new update and going absolutely fuckin feral over it and I thank you for that 🫶 imafluffycupcakey ha chiesto: Not really a ask. I would just like to say I inhaled your AU comic like a vacum cleaner in less them a day, also big fan of the art style. Anonimo ha chiesto: I'm recovering from a toxic relationship and the shadowpeach bio parents au is helping me think through everything ,, The love these monkies show me how relationships are supposed to make you feel good... thank u

turtlewearingclothes ha chiesto: Howdy! I just wanted to say thank you for making your amazing comic, and being the reason I got into Lego Monkie Kid. I've heard of the show, but I never watched it. Then I came across your comic like, 2-3 weeks ago? And after binging it, I decided to watch the show, and now I'm obsessed lol. Thank you!

AWWWW THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE LOVE!!!♥️♥️♥️

@selfdestructivecat ha chiesto: Hey so I recently binged your LMK comic because I absolutely fell in love with your ISAT x COTL comic and knew anything you made would be amazing. I’ve never seen LMK though so I’m sure I lost some of the context (it was still so good though, I’m really rooting for everything to work out for the characters!) But I decided to give the actual series a try because of the comic! And here was where I planned on writing you a message after a few episodes to thank you for getting me into a new series, but… I’m on episode one. I only watched the intro. Dude. IM ABSOLUTELY HOOKED. THE ANIMATION! THE STYLE! THE CHARACTERS! I’m so so excited to watch more (which I’m gonna do now!) but thank you so much for bringing this series to my attention!!!

ahaha welcome to the club!, now you can enjoy both comics!

@therivergirl ha chiesto: I remember back in the beggining of eclipse arc you mentioned that Mac feels insecure about his body being part of the reason he's hesitant to take of his clothes even in front of Wukong and it being part of the reason (aside from basic decency) that Wukong looked away. And now in this part Mac appears butt-naked to help Wukong out, adding yet another layer of vulnerability...gah! (Maybe I should finally watch LMK because I feel I would be doubly obsessed with this comic then...)

For Mac being exposed was the last of his issues considering that what he was seeing was Wukong at his lowest and most naked. Now excuse me while I cry.

@astro-lmk-enjoyer ha chiesto: You probably know Chang’E’s story from LMK, but did you know there is a second version of her story that I like better? In the second version Chang’E and her husband(I forgot his name), are getting used to living as mortals after being kicked out of heaven. But someone hears of the immortal elixir they have and try to steel it while Chang’E’s husband is out hunting. After getting beat up a bit she decides to drink the elixir so the robber couldn’t get it. But she instead went to the moon so she could be closer to her lover. Her husband dies because he’s still mortal, and Chang’E is left be herself. I have silly little headcanon the day MK and the others went to the moon was her and her husband’s anniversary 🙃 Bye <3

AH. OK.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Do you think that wukong and macaque act like cats?

as in they would purr? I moslty think Wukong wants to cuddle and stroke his head on Mac neck like a cat, while Mac is that one cat that sometime is annoyed when people touch him but eventually let them do it.

Anonimo ha chiesto: ✨Hear me out :3✨ MK can hear the past. He heard the fight of of prentice and held his eye like he was getting hurt by Wukong and not Macaque. So now picture this: MK has a vision again, his this time it is about how the monk used the circlet on him :3

AHAH. NOW HE CAN’T SEE TANG THE SAME WAY AGAIN. FUCK.

Anonimo ha chiesto: When I first found your comic in your TikTok account, I thought it was something very silly... How very VERY wrong I was.(As I get shot 57 times.) I hope you are taking very good care of yourself because when I downloaded Tumblr to keep myself updated to your comics(which was somewhere around 13-16 December probably) there are a LOT of panels. I enjoyed the newest and most recent parts of the shadowpeach bio parent au and can't wait for the next!!! Don't work yourself to the bone too much! Remember to take mental and physical breaks.

AGHDMHSMFYS THANK YOU!!!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Are there others who flirt with MK ? He looks good, is very powerful and has a sunshine personality. I bet there are others who are interested in him

I guess there haven’t been any for NOW.

Anonimo ha chiesto: After reading the post about swk's circlet, I srsly want him to look at mk and say "oh, hey we're matching!" ... "OH SHIT WHY ARE WE'RE MATCHING?!"

NOOOOOO!!

@delightfulcupquakequeen ha chiesto: Hey there!!! Been awhile sincenI've written an ask, just wanted to send love and being greatful that you are doig this amazing AU!!!! Appreciating ever pannel you make and gosh dammit hitting me right in the korokoro!!!! Keep being your fabulous self!!! Until next time!

THANK YOUUUUU

@l1br4rycrypt1d ha chiesto: Feel free to ignore this if it's spoilers for the comic, but are we gonna get to see the Gold Star of Venus? Just curious, since you reblogged the meme post that mentioned him during the takeover

There will be a small space for them as well, yes.

@kaothedemon ha chiesto: Fun fact, while I doubt Pigsy has all of Zhu Bajie's powers, his ancestor did have a kaiju form, which he could use if he ate a fuckton I'm sure it's not gonna appear in the story, but the idea of Heaven having to deal with 3 Kaiju dads (+ theoretically a sworn uncle) is extremely funny to me (picture courtesy of OSP's latest JTTW episode cause even when I read the book there weren't any illustrations of this)

I SAW THAT!! Man now they must add it to the show. Yeah I don't think he has ALL of Zhu Bajie's powers (I don't think he would ever want to have them) but it would be interesting if it was a high stake situation

@roseltelle ha chiesto: I think Macaque would actually enjoy working/ volunteering at the playhouse specifically doing shadow plays. But he does regular plays as well. His favorite days are when classes of children come in for field trips. Wukong often paints the backdrops, scenery, and other items for plays. They both enjoy their hobbies.

Awwwww yeah I think Macaque would totally love that.

@lmk4ever ha chiesto: Can you imagine Wukong just being out of it after he distracted the celestials for too long in his war form?

I think that as soon as he sees Macaque again he immediately switch back and become behaved again.

@peach-fury ha chiesto: I think I know the answer but theoretically... Who's war form/kajiu is stronger Wukongs or Macaque's and how would it go? I don't know it started as a thought. Now I can't stop laughing.

Wukong's is stronger.

blbllblblblll ha chiesto: do you know the pronunciation of xiaotian? ive been stuck on how to say his name for so long 😭

I know that the "Qi" is pronunced "Chi" and I think "xiao" is pronunced the same as you would read it, while I THINK the "t" in "tian" is more of a mix between a t and a c/k? I aint chinese and the way I pronounce things or read them is probably different from u cause I'm italian.

eerieqloss ha chiesto: Okay question, is Wukong's war form bigger/taller than MK's?

it's taller.

@elliboom ha chiesto: I was wondering, will Erlang Shen ever appear in the Shadowpeach parent series? (And questa domanda la scrivo in italiano giusto per levarmi un’altra curiosità in futuro, preferisci che le domande vengono scritte solo in inglese o vanno bene anche in italiano? So che non ci sono molti italiani ad essere fan di LMK e JTTW, posso capire la scelta di scriverli solo in inglese per rispetto e far capire ai altri fan, e generalmente per scrivere le domande uso google translate, perché faccio pena con la grammatica inglese, mi scuso se in futuro farò domande con qualche errore 🥲🥲)

Si apparirà. Manda pure in italiano shalla ahah.

[ivysprophecy]

good graces

warnings: (did i write this watching a nonsense christmas? maybe?) i dont think there is any, cursing?

word count: 1061

summary: jj thinks he needs a big gesture to apologize about the previous nights' events, but when he gets back youre just as anxious to make up for your mistakes.

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jj's been gone an hour. i thought he was supposed to be back sooner than this?

ive been sitting in the chateau all day bouncing my leg nervously or pacing the house or throwing rocks into the water. anything to calm my nerves.

im drawing in the dirt when his bike finally pulls up to the house.

hes wearing a helmet? since when does he wear a helmet? ive been yelling at him to get one for months.

i watch as he swings his leg over the seat of his bike and takes off the helmet and shakes his head letting his hair fly free. he hates when it sticks to his ears.

then he finally sees me sitting on the poarch.

"what the hell are you doing out here?? go back inside!!" he runs up to me dropping his bag on the ground shooing me back into the house.

ive never been so shocked by something he's said before. literally jaw dropped.

"excuse me? jj im trying to talk to you- apologize to you! why are you acting like this??" i shove him back as he urges me through the screen door.

"mama you can apologize later im trying to set up your surprise youre gonna ruin it- get your cute ass inside-" he turns me back around and moves me through the door.

i let out a little chuckle with a hint of scoff "jj im still fucking mad at you- what the hell are you doing?"

"im fixing what i fucked up," he leans down and kisses me chastely before grinning, "now sit down on the couch and wait for my say so, pretty please."

"youre being awfully demanding for someone on thin fucking ice."

"it will be worth it mama i promise. please?"

okay im mad at him... but hes being really cute. i think that outweighs my guilt.

"fine... but im not waiting forever."

"it will only be a few minutes. i promise," he kisses me forehead after i sit on the couch and runs back out the front door leaving me dazed and confused.

what has this boy got up his sleeve?

after another ten minutes of nervously waiting in the house, scrolling through my phone, bouncing my leg, biting off my finger nails, i hear the sound of 'you are in love' by taylor swift blaring from a speaker outside.

and he KNOWS thats my favorite song from my favorite album.

THAT catches my attention, and im taking it as his clue to finally come outside.

when i finally make it onto the poarch i let out an audible gasp covering my mouth at the sight. this stupid amazing outrageous throughtful fucking idiot.

theres sea shells spelling out sorry on the lawn, and hes sitting there with my favorite flowers that grow from my secluded beach reading spot, a bag of my favorite breakfast foods, and two helmets for his bike. with both our intitals.

"im really fucking sorry mama... i didnt get a chance to explain myself- i swear id never do that to you. ever. i love you so much and i know how many doubts you had about us. and sarah said id probably need to reassure you and i dont really know how to do that so i just figured id do some kind of gesture and-"

i cut off his rambling but running up to him and wrapping my arms around him, probably suffocating him but i dont really care.

this is so fucking adorable.

"thank you... you didnt have to do all of this."

"what happened to being all pissy?" he looks down at me, doing a horrible job at hiding his smirk.

"shut up... im sorry i was being so crazy. i just saw that i freaked out, i wasnt thinking. im so sorry jay-"

he gently grabs my face, pressing a small kiss to my forehead, "i know... and i shouldve made it clearer what had happened and reassured you. im not good at this boyfriend stuff, but im trying. with sarahs help if were being honest."

"youre doing great jj... this whole gesture is so sweet and thoughtful. im sorry that im a crazy girlfriend who flies off the handle when the slightest thing goes wrong."

jj shrugs innocently, sitll having me in his arms, "i dont mind it. it was kinda hot."

"youre such a pig," i smile leaning up and pressing a gentle, loving kiss to his lips, "so... forgiven?"

"youre forgiven if i am."

"you already were."

i lean over and pick up the flowers hed set down so i could hug him, bringing them to my nose.

they have a faint salty smell of the ocean stuck on them, thats one of the reason i love them. that and wild flower bouquets are really freaking pretty.

"these are perfect... thank you jj- really. this is so perfect."

"im glad you like it mama... it was this or me begging on my knees for forgiveness."

"i wouldve loved either option," i joke. "and i promise i will do better to communicate more clearly," i press pause on the speaker so we can hear each other a little better.

jj sits me down on our hammock still holding me close to his side.

"i know you will, we both got shit to work through but were gonna be fine. im not givin up on you that easy."

"you put up with a lot from me."

"eh, its worth it all in the end. when we go to bed."

"god you are such a perv!" i bump him with my shoulder laughing. while hes laughing with me i find the back of breakfast food and stealthily take it from his side and start to snack on it. "god this is so good. youre an angel."

jj throws an arm around my shoulder pressing another kiss to my temple.

"eat up. im gonna clean this up before everyone gets back and makes fun of me. do you wanna keep the shells?"

i nod shoving a bite of hashbrowns in my mouth enthusiastically.

"alright then," he heads to the yard picking up all the shells and putting them in his backpack for me to keep. maybe ill make stuff out of them so we have them forever, to remember this.

like a picture frame or a coffee mug or something crafty.

[the-kr8tor]

Hello! May I make a request of Hobie and the reader doing a long distance phone call during New Years (like different time zones) and Hobie is struggling to stay up until it becomes New Years for R? 🥹 Please take your time if you have a lot of requests already!

Thank you for the adorable request! I had so much fun writing it ❤️ I hope you like it!

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Word count: 1k

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, lovestruck! Hobie, one suggestive joke, fluff!

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The clock ticks in Hobie's ears relentlessly while he's all cozied up in bed. It's already four am on his side of the world, the fireworks are long gone, confettis scattered and left on his shag carpet, and the smell of champagne and beer he tried to scrub off lingers around the house boat. He's dead tired from the festivities, and the quiet snores from the band who are sleeping in his living room doesn't help his sleep deprived state. All he wants to do is close his eyes and wake up ten hours later for breakfast. But he'll be damned if he doesn't wait for the clock to strike midnight in your timezone.

“You can sleep, Hobie, I'll be fine.” Your voice bounces off around the tiled bathroom as you hide inside and away from the loud party happening just outside the door. You just can't seem to be in the mood for partying when he's not there with you. Missing him is the understatement of the century, all you want right now is to be cuddled up under the sheets with him.

“I know, lovie.” He's extra affectionate when sleep clings to him. Whispering into the phone so he doesn't wake up his band mates. “But I couldn't sleep and leave you in last year.” You chuckle, his deep crackly voice caused by his sleepiness earns a fond smile from you, reminding you of the times he'd whisper sweet words to you before bed. “‘sides, we always snogged at midnight.”

“How will we kiss at midnight, handsome?” Your tone is full of affection mixed with a touch of longing. “Are you gonna make out with your phone?”

Hobie muffles his laughter against his pillow, or your pillow for that matter, one he sprays with your perfume before bed to make himself less lonely.

“I could, I have you as my screensaver.” He sniffs, the cold January night nestling in his bones.

“And I have you as mine, but that doesn't mean I'm going to kiss my dirty ass phone.”

“Why not?” He jokes, practically seeing your smile in his mind's eye.

“Because!” You laugh, the sound echoing around the bathroom and out of his phone's speakers. “Phones are as nasty as a toilet seat, y’know.”

“That one of your facts?”

“Yeah, it's a true fact.”

“I miss your fun facts, love.” He sighs, turning around to face your empty side of the bed.

“And I miss you, Hobie.” You stare up at the ceiling, watching a moth fly around the moldy roof. “I'm counting down the days until my contract ends. And I promise you'll hear my annoying fun facts again soon.”

“They're not annoyin’. At least tell me that the blokes over there are treatin’ you well.” He hugs himself, pulling the fluffy blanket closer to him. “Yuri says she'll march over there if someone's an arse to you.”

“Yuri or you?” You chuckle, hearing cheering outside but when you check the time you're still five minutes away from midnight.

“Both, love. We'll all fly over there and rescue you.”

“You don't have to wait long, Hobie. In just one month and you don't have to miss me anymore—” A knock interrupts you, telling you to hurry up on the toilet. “In a second!”

“Someone needs to shite, love.” He laughs against the receiver as he hears you snort at his joke. And with a click of the door, you open it, only to be met by the loud partying.

“Sorry,” he doesn't know if you're apologizing to him or to the person. “I'll find a spot, Hobie. Give me a minute.”

“You've got all my minutes, lovie.” He fights a yawn, hearing some shuffling and booming music on the other end. A contrast to the quiet of his houseboat.

After a minute, the sound of the party fades into the background. “There, found an empty bedroom with a view of the fireworks. I got lucky.”

“A bedroom huh? Should I open my camera for a video call instead?” You can practically picture the smirk from his tone alone.

“If you want to get a bill with three digits then sure, Hobie.” You joke, sitting down on the squeaky bed just as he sits up on his own mattress.

“I could buy a bloody ticket with that.” He looks at the small porthole window, seeing the moon and the clear sky just outside. It fills him with comfort to know that you're also looking at the same moon and sky. “Three minutes till midnight, love, what's your wish?”

“To see you.” You don't miss a beat. “And to more years with you.”

“‘m not goin' anywhere.” His eyes grow heavy with every second that passes. “Consider your wish granted.”

You feign a gasp. “Are you outside right now?!”

“Yeah, ‘m the one settin’ up fireworks.”

Laughing, you start to hear the countdown. “Thirty seconds, Hobie. What was your wish?”

“For you to come home.” Your heart squeezes in your chest. “And for Osborne to kick the bucket.”

You smile, standing up to get closer to the window. “All good wishes.” The crowd outside counts from ten backwards. “It's a nice night out, Hobie. Just think that a month from now we'll be spending it together again.”

6, 5…

“Jus’ the night?” He teases.

4, 3…

“All day, 24/7, and all the fucking nights.” You giggle, eyes glimmering as the multi coloured fireworks go off in the distance.

2, 1!

“Happy New year, Hobie.”

“Happy new year, love.” He inhales, missing your warmth and the press of your lips against his own.

“Are you kissing your phone? Please don't kiss your phone.” You're alone in the dark room, but your heart feels full whenever you talk to him. You might be miles apart from him but you've never felt closer to him than ever.

“Snoggin’ it right now.” Joking, he smacks his lips together.

“I'm going to have to sanitize your lips when I get home.”

“Usin’ your own lips right?” He flirts, thinking that it wouldn't work and would just have you laughing. But with your yearning sigh on the other end, he knows he got you.

“I change my wish, my new wish is for you to fly your flat ass out here and grant my first wish.”

“Watch me swing over there, love.”

[aishangotome]

"Ah, No Need for Money" - Azel (His POV)

Card and story provided by @shatcey!

Azel: Enis, please tell the High Priest...

Azel: ...that God seems to be infatuated with a foreign girl.

-

Some time had passed since I began using Rhodolite's foreign girl as a shield against women –

Due to official duties, there was a day when I absolutely had to leave the solitary desert castle and stay at the royal palace.

(...Damn it. This is why I don't want to stay in the castle for long.)

(That damned geezer keeps sending me woman after woman whenever he gets the chance...)

The place I quickly head to, so as not to get entangled any further, was the room prepared for foreign guests.

(At this rate, the woman is probably being targeted too.)

(I've assigned her a guard as a precaution and had given those around her strict warnings.)

(She shouldn't be drugged with aphrodisiacs like before... but I should still go check on her.)

(Not that I'm worried or anything, but I couldn't leave her alone in the temple.)

(Since I brought her to the castle for my own convenience, I'll have to compensate her if anything happens.)

(...That's right. It's just that simple.)

Making excuses to no one in particular, I reach the designated room.

When I knock on the door, hurried footsteps and a loud clatter overlap from inside.

(What is it?)

Azel: I'm coming in.

I open the door before I hear permission.

Emma: Th-this is a misunderstanding!

The first words I hear and the scene before my eyes are something even a miracle diviner couldn't predict.

(I gave them strict warnings, though...)

In the moonlight, the woman, who had fallen to the floor, is dressed in harem attire.

The area of exposed skin is greater than usual, and even more concerning is the design of the clothes.

The color and material clearly imitate the attire of a God, and it's tailored in such a way that 10 out of 10 people would recognize her as God's woman.

(Is this the geezer's doing? Or the maid's meddling?)

Emma: I didn't expect anyone to come to my room at this hour...

Azel: Ah, so you do know that's harem attire.

Emma: ...The head maid brought it to me as an apology for the aphrodisiac incident before.

Emma: It seems the harem has many outfits prepared so that Prince Azel can receive women at any time...

Emma: She gave it to me out of goodwill, saying it would suit me.

Azel: Goodwill? You mean malice.

(It's transparent that they want me to lay my hands on her no matter what.)

Exasperated, I still extend my hand to the woman.

I understood from the situation that she had tripped when I knocked on the door.

Emma: ...Thank you.

The woman seemed to understand my intention and obediently took my hand to stand up.

(No injuries... good.)

Emma: The maids only gave me the outfit, they didn't force me to wear it.

Azel: Then why did you put it on?

Emma: ...Well, that...

Emma: I-Isn't it cute?

Azel: Huh?

The woman's face turns a distinct red.

Emma: This outfit... it's so Tanzanite-like and cute, I thought.

Emma: And see, it matches with yours, Prince Azel.

Emma: I just wanted to try it on once since I wouldn't be showing it to anyone.

Emma: I didn't expect you to come right after I put it on...

Her voice trails off, and in the end, she even puts some distance between us.

(...What is this strange feeling?)

For no reason, I withdraw the hand I had started to extend.

Azel: You have a peculiar hobby, wanting to try on harem clothes.

Emma: I thought you'd say that, so I was going to wear it in secret...

Emma: ...By the way, what brings you here so late at night, Prince Azel?

(...)

Azel: Actually, the High Priest sent another woman to me...

Azel: I felt my life was in danger, so I came to take refuge with you.

(It's not a lie.)

(...Although I've already shaken off the woman and there's no need to take refuge.)

Emma: I see...

Fortunately, the woman didn't seem to notice anything amiss.

Emma: ...Wait a minute. You're not planning to stay here all night, are you?

Azel: That's my intention.

Emma: I didn't hear that!?

Azel: I just said it.

(This is the quickest way to ensure your safety from those crazies.)

Emma: Then I'll go change.

Azel: You can stay in that outfit if you want to.

Emma: ...It's not exactly calming, is it?

Azel: You said yourself it was "cute."

Emma: It's more embarrassing than cute in front of you, Prince Azel.

Azel: Don't worry about it. I don't feel anything even if you wear harem clothes.

Emma: Even so, I do mind...!

I instinctively grab the hand of the woman who tries to escape to another room.

(Ah...)

Emma: ...Prince Azel?

Azel: No...

(Why did I stop her?)

(...It's not like I thought she looked good in it or anything, or that I wanted to see more...)

(It's not like that...)

Unable to back down now, after hesitating, I sit down on the nearby bed.

Emma: ! ?

As I pull the woman onto my lap so she can't escape, an indescribable silence swallows everything.

(What am I doing?)

(...How am I going to explain what I intend to do from here?)

Emma: Um...

Azel: You're interested enough in the harem to wear that outfit in secret, right?

Emma: Eh?

Azel: Then let me give you a bit of trivia.

Though I know it's forceful, I take an apple from a nearby fruit basket and place it in the woman's hand.

Emma: ...What's this?

Azel: Aren't you hungry? You can eat it, you know.

Emma: There's definitely something behind this, isn't there?

Azel: I'm a benevolent God.

Emma: A benevolent God wouldn't force someone onto his lap like this...

Azel: Just eat it.

When I urge her, wanting to silence her, the woman obediently takes a bite of the apple.

Emma: Mmm... It's delicious.

(Why is she needlessly exuding sex appeal just by eating? Is it because of the outfit?)

Whether intentional or unconscious, the woman puts her arms around my neck for support.

Though I brought this upon myself, I felt dizzy.

Emma: But what does biting into an apple have to do with trivia?

(That's right, I almost forgot the main topic.)

Azel: ...There are a few unspoken rules in the harem.

Azel: What do you think it means to eat fruit in front of the master?

Emma: .......

Emma: "Aren't you hungry?"

(...Damn it, she's too cute.)

(No, that's not it, that's not it.)

Azel: "Won't you eat me?"

Emma: Huh!?

Azel: If the master bites back into the apple... I'm sure you understand what happens next?

Emma: I don't understand, I don't want to understand!

I put my arm around the clearly flustered woman's waist and bring my face close to the apple.

Azel: The act of eating fruit openly in front of someone requires self-confidence.

Azel: If you're confident you can captivate me, try it. If you can...

My lips touch the apple – the woman, red-faced, watches in a daze without stopping me.

(...Stop me.)

Emma: Eek...!

Instead of biting the apple, I pinch her cheek.

Emma: Wh-What are you doing!?

Azel: Learn from this and don't carelessly wear harem clothes.

Azel: It's a good thing it was a benevolent God who found you. If another man had seen you, he might have misunderstood.

(...Did I manage to gloss over it?)

(I glossed over it, I must have glossed over it.)

Emma: ...No one but you, Prince Azel, would come to my room this late at night.

Azel: That's good to know.

(...)

(................)

(...................This is awkward.)

(Even though I didn't eat the apple, why is it strangely sweet...? Damn it.)

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Heeyyyy!! I’m going on a month long work trip in a VERY small town with nothing to do besides work in January so I need to stock up on some fics. Can you rec some mate and/or soulmate fics that are over 50k please?? Or if any of your followers wanna throw some in the tags or replies that would be super cool too. I’m gonna need all the entertainment/help I can get. I’ve googled the shit out of this place and the surrounding area and it’s literally in the middle of nowhere.

Hey!! Are you coming to visit me? Because I def live in a rinky dink town where cash is king and everything is closed by 4 pm 😂

Apologies to the rest of my listeners because this post got LONG. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Hung The Moon by nrnyx | 85.6K | Explicit

Slowly Stiles got control of himself again. His heart calmed. His breathing evened out. The anger was gone. In its place, a bone-deep weariness settled. He couldn’t do this. He wouldn’t survive this.

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With the Alpha Pack closing in, Derek needs to learn how to trust his pack and those around him. And who better to help him than Stiles?

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The wolf’s head whipped around so fast, Stiles felt like he was watching The Exorcist.

Stiles wondered if he could just stand still enough to make the wolf think he was a tree. A very bright red and jean-clad tree. He doubted it, but one could hope.

He knew it was a lost cause when the wolf turned fully, lips pulled back from its sharp teeth—so very sharp, good fucking Lord!—and began walking towards Stiles.

“I didn’t see anything!” Stiles shouted, both hands out in front of himself and sweat instantly breaking out across his skin. “I swear to you! I didn’t see anything! I didn’t see anything! I won’t tell anyone! I won’t! I’ll keep this to myself, until the day I die! I promise! I promise!”

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The first time Derek meets Stiles, the kid’s brown eyes are wide, and he’s staring up at him with a mischievous grin as he tugs at the arm of Derek’s first ever Batman figure like he’s trying to separate it from Batman’s body.

An alternate take on Teen Wolf, wherein Stiles and Derek are childhood friends, and things unfold from there.

Three Marks by sanam | 113.7K | Mature

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Derek and Stiles learn that bonding is probably best done with ridiculous amounts of video games and maybe a little bit of time.

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Except, things aren’t exactly what they seem.

With the help of the (meddling) Hale family, his adoptive (meddling) human parents John and Claudia Stilinksi, and one very persistent Alpha Derek Hale, Stiles might come to see himself as more than just the blood that runs through his veins, and open his heart to find the happiness, friends, pack, and the family that he’d always wanted.

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Lydia made a noise of debate from his right and he whipped around to look at her.

“What?! What was that sound?!”

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It was basically the perfect college job. At least, until the boss started staying late.

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“I’m saying – let’s fake it.”

Derek blinks at him. Hard. Stiles never knew that someone could physically make a blink look hard, but there Derek goes, slamming his lids together like he’s fucking exercising them. “Fake it.”

“Pretend, dumbass,” he backhands Derek lightly on his upper arm. “Pretend like we’re doing as well as our parents want us to and then they’ll be off our backs, right?”

“We don’t have to pretend anything, Stiles,” Derek says evenly, in a tone that suggests he’d much rather be yelling. “We’re literally soulmates.”

“That’s the beauty of it! It’s going to be so fucking easy. I can’t believe we never thought of this before,” he runs his hands through his hair and shakes his head in amazement, grinning from ear to ear. “Holy shit. I can’t believe I just solved all our problems for us, man.”

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It’s perfectly understandable. Even Derek wouldn’t want to be Derek’s soulmate.

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Secret Santa - Nico Hischier

the swiss love charm au

NICO!HISCHIER X AINSLEY!HUGHES — WARNINGS: Nothing just some pure sweet content — SUMMARY: Where is Nico invites Ainsley and Quinn to their Christmas party at his apartment. And instead of a normal Secret Santa, he comes up with a better idea. Handmade gifts. — WORD COUNT: 4,45K PART OF THE SWISS LOVE CHARM AU

Nico is well known for his Christmas Devil’s family party, which he has organized every year since becoming a Captain. And this year is no different. Only with the difference he invited Quinn and Ainsley too.

He’s not sure why, but he had to. Since the last time he saw Ainsley, he has this weird feeling inside his chest every time Jack or Luke mentions her.

So, when the doorbell tone sounds through his apartment, he jogs to the door with slight nervousness and opens them wide. Quinn’s face pops first, then Jack’s and lastly Luke’s. Nico pulls his brows together, searching for Ainsley when he can’t see her anywhere.

“Don’t worry lover boy, she’s in the car changing Freya’s clothes.” Quinn pats Nico’s chest moving past him inside the apartment.

“I am not a lover boy.” He turns around looking at Quinn with wide eyes.

“Oh, come on, Cap. We all know.” Luke smiles at him, showing his teeth.

“What do you know?” he asks, confusion written on his face as he closes the door behind him.

“Nothing Neeks.” Jack shakes his head just in time, the doorbell sounds through the apartment multiple times this night. This time he knows it is Ainsley with Freya, so he isn’t surprised when he sees her gorgeous face pop into his view.

A smile immediately forms on his lips as he looks at them.

“Hi,” she says in a soft voice, rocking her baby girl on her hip. “I assume I am right here for the Christmas party, right Nico?” she cocks her head to the side as she watches Nico’s cheeks, and the tips of his ears turn pink.

“Yeah, yeah you are,” he shakes his head moving away from the way. “Come on in.” he motions by his hand ushering her inside.

“I am sorry I am late, but I had to change this princess’s clothes because we had a little accident on the way here, right Fre?” she tickles her daughter’s side earning a loud shriek from her.

“Yeah,” she says shyly, making both Nico and Ainsley laugh at her. Nico's heart swells at the sight in front of him. He doesn’t know why he feels this, but he kinda likes it. “I’m sworry,” Freya whispers looking into her mother’s eyes.

“Hey, babygirl,” Ainsley looks at her with confusion written on her face. “Why are you apologizing?” she asks not knowing what is happening.

Freya just shrugs her shoulder hiding her head in her mother’s neck.

She kisses the side of her head and puts her down. “Go find uncle Quinn he has your toys, okay?” she nods and looks up at Nico who crouches down next to her.

“There are other kids, so you can go play with them,” he says softly, smiling at the little girl standing in front of him.

“Okay,” She smiles at him, showing him her four white teeth. “Twank you.” She giggles when Nico wiggles his eyebrows at her.

“You are welcome. By the way, I like your dress, princess,” he compliments her puffy green dress. “Is that Tiana's dress?”

The girl’s eyes light up when she figures out that the giant hockey player knows the name of her favorite Disney princess. Freya nods her head eagerly, jumping on her spot from the happiness. She then looks up at her mother who just stands there with a wide smile.

“Know her?” Freya says with excitement in her voice.

“Yeah, she’s one of my favourites.”

“Mommy!” she yells and giggles at what the big guy in front of her said. She points at him and says, “Know Tiana!”

“Yeah, I heard baby. Now go play with the other kids, and don’t forget to find uncle Quinn, okay babygirl!” she smiles at her, fixing her hair.

“Thank you.” Ainsley smiles appreciatively at Nico, as he gets up from the crouch.

“Oh, no need. Can I get you something for a drink?”

“Uhm, do you have something non-alcoholic? I am still breastfeeding.”  Ainsley says, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear as she shyly looks at him. She doesn’t know why she’s so nervous and shy all around him, but she is, and it makes her nervous because this has never happened before.

“Yeah, sure! Go sit down; I will bring it to you!” He smiles at her, waiting for her to find a seat before he jogs in the kitchen to make her and Freya a drink.

“You saw that?” Jack nudges Quinn’s shoulder and points at Ainsley, who sits down next to Freya with a shy smile on her lips as she tries to sneak glances at Nico, who looks the same way.

“Yeah,” he chuckles shaking his head at their oblivion.

“They are so cute it hurts,” this time Luke says something while wrapping his hands around his brother’s shoulders. I'm glad they live on opposite sides of the continent,” he chuckles and makes his way to the other guys from the team.

“I thought you would sit somewhere more comfortable than the ground.” Nico’s deep voice startles Ainsley, her hand clasping around her heart.

“Jesus Christ, you scared the darn out of me.” she laughs, still clutching her heart. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to.” He chuckles, crouching down next to her and handing her the drink. The one he had for Freya is still in his hand as he watches her play with probably her teddy bear.

“Hey, princess,” he calls, her head whipping towards where he and her mother are sitting. “I bought you something for a drink.” He grins when he notices her eyes sparkle and a smile form on her little lips.

Freya scoots over, taking the plastic cup from his hand, carefully not wanting to spill it out. She smiles at him shyly and sips from the cup.

“Fre, what do we say?” Ainsley reminds her, waiting for her girl to say thank you. She doesn’t want Nico to think that he daughter isn’t well-mannered.

“Thank you, sir.” She whispers shyly and hands the drink to her mom. Nico chuckles at the cute little princess in front of him, reaching his hand in front of her. “You can call me Nico.”

Hesitantly she looks at her mom, for approval if she can shake his hand. When Ainsley nods her head, she reaches her hand out and grasps Nico’s huge one. “I am Freya Alana Hughes.”

Ainsley let out a quiet gasp, just like the brothers as they watch them from afar. “That’s our girl.” Jack giggles as she watches Freya giggle in front of Nico.

“Yeah, but I don’t like how close is your cap to Ains,” Quinn says with a frown as his palms slightly clench into fists.

“Yeah, me neither.” Luke nods his eyes examining Nico and Ainsley.

“Okay, Fre, I’m going over there,” she says, pointing in the direction of where her brothers are standing. “To talk with your uncles, okay? So, if you need something, come to me, yeah?” she caresses her daughter's cheek, waiting for her to nod her head or say something.

“Okay,” Fre smiles reaching for her mom. Ainsley chuckles, wrapping her arms around, the girl’s little frame, peppering her face with kisses earning the most perfect sound. Freya giggles. “Vove you, mommy.”

“Oh, baby. I love you too. Now go play with your friends.” she smiles and nods toward the other kids who are already looking at her with wide smiles.

Nico stands up and offers his hand to Ainsley, who accepts it with a smile soft smile and a low grunt leaves her mouth.

“Sorry,” she giggles as she straightens herself. “My back hurts.”

“Oh don’t. I get it.” He chuckles, his hand still holding Ainsley’s soft and smaller one.

Ainsley clears her throat, as her eyes are locked on their hands.

“Oh yeah right. Sorry.” With an awkward chuckle, Nico lets go of her hand, scratching the back of his neck.

“Hey, cap! C’mere!” Dawson yells from the other end of the room, waving his hand with a wide smile at him. Nico shoots him a look and then looks back at Ainsley with an apologetic smile.

“Go I’m going to my brothers.” She smiles and makes her way to her brothers who are standing in the corner of the room, already looking at her.

“Stop it. All of you.” She hisses as soon as she gets to them.

“Mommy,” Ainsley feels a light tug on her dress and the soft voice of her daughter. She and the boys’ gazes drop down to the little girl who is standing next to her mom, with a shy smile.

Ainsley immediately crouches down, wrapping her hands over her tiny figure, “What’s up baby?” she asks, smiling at her and lightly tucking her dress down.

Freya looks up at her uncles and other guys standing there and looking at her as she shyly ducks her head between her shoulders. She then looks back at her mommy and leans in, to whisper, “Ungry.” She murmurs in her ear and then shyly smiles at her. Ainsley looks around herself, looking for a clock.

“Watcha looking for?” Quinn asks, his brows locked into a frown.

“Clock.”

Quinn pulls out his phone, and when he sees the time, he realizes, what is going on. “It’s seven.”

“Oh shoot,” She sighs and picks her daughter in her arms, looking around for some room where she can breastfeed her. “Baby, I am sorry.”

“What is going on?” Luke asks totally confused, his eyes flying from his sis to his brother.

Jack’s eyes fly to his little brother in surprise. “Jezz, Luke. You are dumb or dumb,” he shakes his head. “Think.”

“Neeks!” Ondrej shouts, his hand waving at him, in the moment when Luke finally figures out what is going on here.

“Sorry sis.”

“That’s okay, Lulu.” Ains giggles, caressing Luke's arm.

“Yeah, what up?” Nico asks when he stops right next to Ainsley and looks at her with a smile.

She returns her smile and asks, “Can I use your bathroom or some room where I can feed Freya?”

Nico’s eyes lower on Freya who is playing with Luke’s hand right now. “Yeah definitely, come with me,” Nodding his head, he leads Ainsley to his room, so she can sit down on the cloud chair he has in there and lock herself, to have some privacy. “Do you want me to bring you something? I can give you one of my old shirts if you need it?”

“Oh, no, no. That’s okay, I have mine, but they are down, in the car.” She sighs, closing her eyes. How could she forget her bag with Freya’s things?

“I can tell the boys to get it for you.” He suggests and opens the door to his bedroom.

“That’d be nice of you, thank you.” she really is grateful. In the past year, a lot of people looked at her with judgment, when she had to breastfeed in public space.

With a last smile, he leaves the room, leaving her and Freya alone. “Okay baby girl, let’s get to it, okay? We’ll feed you and then change your diaper, okay?” she says in a baby tone, tickling her girl earning loud giggles from her.

Ainsley sits with Freya in the cloud chair, pulls down the strap of her dress, and unclips her feeding bra. She positions Freya on her lap, and she immediately sucks on her nipple. Ainsley rests her head against the cloud chair as she watches Freya who is calmly sucking.

A soft knock is heard on the door before the door opens revealing her twin's face. Quinn smiles at her, locks the door behind him, and walks to her with the bag in his hand.

“Hi,” He says as he sits down on the ground right next to her, to keep her company. He is used to seeing his sister breastfeeding, so it doesn’t seem weird to him.

“Hi.” She grins back her hand caressing Freya’s back. “Enjoying?”

“Yeah. It is nice to know the team that your little brothers play for.” he wiggles his brows, making Ains giggle and shake her head.

“Oh, I see.”

“So,” he trails off, looking around the room. “Nico,”

“Oh, come on, Quinn,” She says, rolling her eyes, but a small smile grows on her lips.

“Ains,” he says in a tender warning tone as if he can read her mind. “I know you and you know that.”

“Quinn, no. I mean…” she sighs and moves Freya up when she slides down. “I don’t know. It’s hard.”

“No, it’s not. But I get it.” He says, squeezes her hand in understatement, and giggles when Freya opens her eyes which widen when she notices her uncle is here.

“Yeah.” She sighs and looks down chuckling, when she sees her girl making faces at her uncle. With a shake of her head, she caresses the hair from her face, earning her attention. She leans down and kisses her forehead.

“Everything done?” Jack asks and takes his niece from Ainsley's arms.

“Yeah,” She nods and her gaze wanders to Nico, who is standing in the kitchen preparing some drinks probably. “She is just a little bit sleepy.”

“I can see that,” Luke chuckles when he looks down at Freya, whose eyes are closed. “I can take her to our place if you want.” He offers, his eyes still glued to his niece.

“No, that’s okay Lu. I don’t want you to miss out on something here.” Ains shakes her head.

“Nah. I actually was on my way home, before you came down,” he says, looking around the group, as they nod their heads. “Really, sis.” He chuckles when he sees Ainsley’s look.

“Oh, you are leaving, Luke?” Nico asks as he stops right next to Ainsley and hands her a drink. She looks at him in shock just like Quinn and Jack.

“Yeah, I guess.” He says nervously and scratches the back of his neck.  

“No, you have to stay,” Nico insists, wrapping his arm around Luke’s shoulders. “Or you’ll be doing more laps on next practice.”

Jack and Jesper laugh at this, sending a teasing smile to Luke’s way, who just lets out a sigh and drops his shoulders in defeat.

“Fine, fine.” He says trying to sound angry, but the smile on his lips ruins it.

“Good.” He sings and turns towards the rest of the people. “Okay, if you wouldn’t mind, sit yourself around the table. I have something little for y’all.”

As everyone gathers around the table, he notices, that Freya is tiredly lying on Jack’s shoulder.

“If you want to, you can put her to sleep in my room.” He offers to Ainsley, who shoots him, yet another surprised look this evening.

“Really? I mean, you wouldn’t mind?”

“No not at all.”

“Okay, thank you.” She says appreciatively and with a small smile, she takes Freya from Jack’s arms, whispering in his ear, while Nico’s eyes don’t leave her figure.

“Don’t be too obvious, cap,” Timo whispers in his ear as he passes him to sit down. Nico quickly averts his eyes away from her, walks inside the walk-in closet next to the doors, and pulls out a box.  

“Okay, this year, we did not do a secret Santa the way we do every year, so I thought we could change it a little bit,” He wiggles his brows and drops the box on the table. “But before I explain, someone wants something for a drink?”

As Nico takes the ‘orders’ for drinks, Ainsley puts Freya in bed and joins the rest of the team around the table with a confused look.

“What is going on?” she asks Jonas, who is right next to her.

“Have no idea,” He chuckles. “You are as confused as the rest of us.”

“Oh, okay.” She chuckles too and relaxes.

As soon as everyone has their drink, Nico explains that they will pull out names, just like they do for normal Secret Santa, but this time, they will make a handmade gift for them, but the gift has to be something that either starts with the first name of the person they pull, or something that reminds them of the person they pull.

“I like this idea.” Barbora, Ondrej’s wife says with excitement and Ainsley notices her thick accent.

So, after everyone pulls out one name from the bag, they get in the work.

Jack, who pulled out his younger brother, knew immediately what he would make for him. He reached out for a brown paper and a pencil and started drawing a moose. Quinn who notices, chuckles and slightly nudges Ainsley's arm and points at Jack. Ainsley just shakes her head and thinks about what she could make for Nico, whom she pulled out.

She doesn’t really know much about him, only what she heard from her brothers and what she learned from the two times she actually met him. After what feels like an hour of thinking, she finally figures out what she could make.

For the past few days, she has seen many videos where girls make small stars in a box, so when you open it, the stars will flow in the air on a thread.

She smiles at the idea and gets in the work. She reaches for the box Nico brought and pulls out red papers and one white from whom she’ll do the box.

She then looks around the table for some pencils, so she can outline it. Noticing that is lying in front of Jack, she snatches it from him with a mischievous smile.

“That was mine!” still with a smile, Ainsley wiggles her brows at him and sticks her tongue like a kid. Jack frowns and looks at Quinn to tell him.

“Don’t even try, J. I ain’t you mom.” Quinn knows his sibling very well, so he doesn’t even need to look up to know what is going on. He lived with them for almost eighteen years, so he got used to it.

Jack shakes his head at his younger siblings and sticks his tongue at them. Everyone around the table just chuckles at the Hughes siblings. They know how a strong bond Jack and Luke have, so they are not surprised when they see their interaction with the remaining two Hughes.

“So Ainsley, tell us something about you?” Nicole, Jesper’s fiancée, asks with interest as she doesn’t know anything about her but wants to get to know her.

“Uh, there is really nothing interesting about me,” Ainsley chuckles, looking around the table at everyone. “I’m a daughter of two and sister of three very talented hockey players. I’ve never played hockey, because I am a really bad skater,” to confirm all three brothers nod their heads with chuckles, remembering the times when they tried to teach her how to skate. “I got pregnant two years ago and now I’m a mom of the most amazing girl,” she smiles at them proudly, but those who know can notice the sadness in her eyes. “Which I hope will be a better skater than her mom.”

“Oh, she will,” Luke grins at her as he reaches for scissors. “She has the coolest uncles, who will teach her.” Cockiness in his voice is so clear that everyone has to laugh at it.

“I don’t doubt that,” Winking at him, Ainsley opens the glue and puts some on the corners of the paper. “In my free time, which I don’t really have, I love reading, watching hockey or crocheting.”

“And may I ask who Freya’s father is?” this time it’s Barbora who asks with a soft smile. She never heard Luke or Jack talking about him so she figured out it is probably something Ainsley doesn’t want to talk about.

“Baru,” Ondrej whispers, shaking his head, when he notices all Hughes stiffen.

“No, that’s okay, Ondrej,” she sends a smile their way and clears her throat. “It is actually a good question, that I ask myself almost every day, but I don’t know.”

“Oh my gosh. I-I am so sorry.” Barbora immediately apologizes, not knowing such a thing.

“No, it’s okay, really. I was drunk and some guy took advantage of it and it just happened,” She notices that the whole table is looking at her with pity and everyone is silent. Just when she’s about to tell them not to look at her like this, Nico jumps in it.

“Well, I think it doesn’t matter who he is because he is a piece of shit for doing this. But you have a beautiful daughter and that is what matters,” Ainsley smiles at him appreciatively, Luke noticing the interaction between the two of them smirking slightly. “Plus I forgot to tell you that we all have twenty minutes to finish the gist, so let’s get into the work.”

“I am going to check up on Fre, yeah?” Luke murmurs into Ainsley’s ear as they all are seated on the couch.

“Thank you.” She smiles, caressing his arms in appreciation.

“Oh, I’ll come with you. I need to look at my kids too.” Barbora giggles and stands up from Ondrej’s lap. During the time they all did the presents, Ondrej’s kids came that they were tired too, so Nico told them to put them in bed too.

“We’ll be waiting for you to give the gifts!” Nico sits down on a chair he brought from the dining table.

“Okay!” they call back before everyone can hear the quiet click of a closing door.

“So, how’s it going up there?” Jonas looks at the twins, his legs crossed.

“Good actually. I thought he’d be annoyed by my and Freya’s asses by now, but he’s holding.” Ainsley giggles and teasingly nudges Quinn.

“More like you two are dealing with my moody ass. But no, It’s good. Lot of pressure but good. I think Nico can feel me.” Nico only nods his head, knowing exactly what the eldest Hughes meant.

He knows how hard it is to be captain when the whole team counts on him and so does the fans.

 “Mommy,” a soft voice sounds through the almost quiet living room, earning everyone’s attention, especially Ainsley’s.

“She was up and wanted you,” Luke clarified handing her to Ainsley when she stood up and walked up to him.

“Yeah, that’s okay,” smiling up at him, she takes her in her arms, Freya immediately hiding her face in her neck.

Nico who is watching this from afar, can’t take his eyes off them. He has no idea what is happening to him, but he kinda likes it. The weird warm feeling inside his chest when he sees them together.

“Time for presents?” Jonas breaks the silence with a childish grin.

“Hell yeah!” Jesper claps his hands. “I’m starting!”

With a smile Ainsley sits back next to Quinn, who makes a face when he sees that Freya is looking at him, making her giggle.

Freya sits up and turns around in Ainsley’s lap so she can look at everyone else in the room. She waves to Jack and Luke, who are sitting in front of her with a cheeky smile.

When her eyes set on Nico, who is zoned out, she frowns a little, but when he feels someone’s eyes on him, he raises his head up looking around the room to find that someone looking at him. When he finds that it is Freya he sends one of his dimples smiles and waves at her.

Shyly she tucks her head between her shoulders and waves him back.

“Next up is Ainsley.” Jack signs out, smirking at his sister. Ainsley gulps nervously and puts Freya on Quinn's lap.

“Uh, I don’t really know what you like, so I just made you something I wanted to do for a really long time.” She says awkwardly and hands him the small white box.

Nico takes it from her, their fingers brushing against each other in the process. Ainsley flinches slightly at that contact but immediately sends apologetic smile.

He looks down at the box in his hands and opens it, his eyes widening at the little stars levitating in front of him. “Wow,” he breaths out, poking the with a finger.

Ainsley chuckles at his reaction and brushes her hair behind her ears nervously. “I know it’s not the best thing but—”

“No, it’s perfect thank you, really.” He jumps in, sending her the same smile he sent Freya a few moments ago. Ainsley smiles at him too.

No one really wants to break this moment, but they have to if they want to move somewhere.

During the time, when others receive their gifts, Freya climbs back onto her mom’s lap, snuggling into her chest with heavy eyes. Ainsley notices it but doesn’t want to ruin the fun, so she just kisses her head and hugs her to her.

“Wanna leave?” Luke mouths at her, nodding towards the little one.

“Yeah.” Ainsley mouths back, yawning after it.

So after everyone receives their gifts, Luke stands up just like the rest of Hughes’ family.

“Leaving?” Nico asks and stands up too.

“Yeah, little one is tired and already past her bedtime.” Jack chuckles and points at Freya who is sleeping in Ainsley’s hands.

“Okay, well I will see you off.” He smiles at them all and ushers them in the lobby so they can get their coats.

“Okay, well I will see you off.” He smiles at them all and ushers them in the lobby so they can get their coats.

“Thank you so much for inviting us over,” Ainsley says when she’s in her coat with Freya inside it.

“No need.”

“No really thanks. We are glad we could have spent late Christmas with our brothers and their team they talk about all the time.” Quinn adds, sticking out his hand. Nico takes it and shakes it with a firm squeeze.

“Okay, we’ll see each other in two days on practice. Bye, guys!” Jack waves and walks out of his captain's apartment.

“Bye!” the rest of them sing and wave them too.

Quinn wraps his hand around Ains’ shoulders and leads her in the elevator.

As they reach the cars, she straps Freya in her baby seat and sits in the front next to Quinn.

“Enjoyed it?”

“Yeah, it was fun,” She smiles resting her head against the headrest. “Why?” she asks when she sees her brother’s face.

“You know, just asking.” He says teasingly.

“Oh come on Quinn, shut it.” Quinn laughs at it and raises his hands in defeat, but he notices the small smile on her lips at the not directly mentioning of Nico.

That night, both Nico and Ainsley fall asleep thinking about each other.

[witchygagirlwrites]

Little bit Older

Jay Halstead x Reader

Miss @allisonargent144 asked for Jay with a reader 9 years younger than him and a baby on the way.

You originally met Jay through his older brother Will. When you started at Med you were new to Chicago, new to the job and trying to find your footing. Will was the first to welcome you, offer a kind word and a helping hand should you need it. After Will it seemed like you were almost immediately integrated into the little family that the staff of med formed. 

You were at the nurses station, finishing charting from your last patient when Will popped his head around the corner. You knew from the look on his face he was about to ask you for a favor. “Out with it Halstead” he grinned “My brother is in exam one. I stitched his arm up but I don’t have time to clean it because a trauma just came in, can you handle that for me?” you’d heard him mention Jay a time or two but had yet to meet him. You nodded “Yeah, go” he thanked you then headed towards trauma two. 

You knocked at the door and heard a smooth voice call out “Yeah, come in” you pushed the door open and nearly dropped the kit in your hand. Will was a good looking man but his brother? Jay was fucking gorgeous. “Detective Halstead?” you asked with a smile. When he looked up, a smile that made your heart threaten to jump out of your chest slipped onto his face “Jay, please”

You stepped into the room and held the kit up “Will asked me to clean your arm and bandage it because a trauma came in. Hope you don’t mind” he shook his head “You’re a lot prettier sight than my brother” you felt your face warm “You Halsteads are sweet talkers aren’t ya?” he raised an eyebrow “Why? My brother try to hit on you?” you shook your head “No, I think I’m a little too young for him” “How old are you?” he asked as you started to clean his arm. You told him and he whistled “Yeah, Will has eleven years on you”

You cut your eyes up at him and smiled “So that means you have what, nine on me?” he nodded “Not that bad of a gap” you laughed lightly “Why detective are you hitting on me” he grinned “Depends on if it’s working” you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, thinking about it before shrugging one shoulder “I think it may be”

That was nearly a year ago. You and Jay had gone out the weekend after his visit to the emergency room and had been with each other since. He was an amazing man. He was sweet and caring, brave and protective. He wasn’t perfect by any means but was quick to admit his faults and want to talk out any problems between the two of you. You were head over heels in love with him, maybe that was why when you found out you were pregnant you didn’t panic. 

You sat on your bed, staring at the test and waiting for Jay to walk in the door. He’d called when he got off but you hadn’t told him you were taking a pregnancy test, even if you’d mentioned you were late. When you heard his key in the door you glanced up considering you’d left the bedroom door open to give you a direct line of sight to him. The moment he saw you sitting there he dropped his bag on the couch and headed your way “Baby, what’s wrong” 

You shook your head, suddenly being hit with emotions. You passed the test to him and he was quiet for a moment before pulling you into his arms “You’re pregnant?” you slowly looked up to meet his eyes “I’m sorry, I don’t know how it happened. I’ve never missed a pill. I haven’t been on antibiotics..I..” he cut you off by saying “Darlin, you weren’t alone in the act there! Don’t apologize baby…”

You blinked back tears, “Are you happy?” you asked and he gave you one of those smiles he had the day you met “The woman I love is carrying my child, why wouldn’t I be happy?” you practically dove into his arms at that.

“What if they don’t like me” you were nervous because you honestly hadn’t ever met any of Jay’s coworkers as his girlfriend, well fiance considering he’d proposed with a ring he’d brought a month before finding out you were pregnant. He slipped his hand into yours and gave it a light squeeze “They’ll love you. Voight is a bit of a hard ass but you’re pregnant and not one of his unit so he’ll go easy on you, Ruzek is just like that with everyone..no one else requires warning labels”

He held the door of the restaurant open for you then put his hand at your lower back to guide you to the corner table where everyone was sitting. When they spotted you all the men around the table stood up. The older man offered his hand “Hank Voight, we’ve met at Med but not officially” you smiled and shook his hand before introducing yourself.

Kevin Atwater you’d met numerous times. He always bought the nurses coffee when he had to hang around med for any reason, Adam Ruzek was as Jay warned a little weird but sweet. Kim Burgess and Hailey Upton both hugged you with a smile and Trudy Platt who was the house sergeant of the twenty first smiled “I knew it, from the way Jay was always so eager to go to Med”

You cut your eyes at the man in question and he shrugged “The option to see my girl and get paid to do it? Who wouldn’t” you shook your head with a laugh. Jay slipped his arm around you, his hand coming to rest on your stomach “We have two announcements to make” 

All eyes moved to the two of you “We’re expecting a baby and we’re engaged” Jay sounded so damn proud your heart flipped. Everyone around the table congratulated the two of you.  Voight nodded to Jay “Now take care of her Halstead. With this crew? It’s good to have a nurse in the bunch” you shook your head but couldn’t help letting a laugh escape. 

Trudy cupped her hands together “Well let's eat” 

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Everyone sat around the table, joking and laughing. You felt Jay’s arm around your shoulder, fingers lightly grazing your arm. He leaned closer and whispered in your ear “I love you” you smiled and whispered back “I love you too” why had you been nervous to meet them? You should’ve known Jay would always take care of you. One of your hands went to your stomach…well Jay would always take care of both of you.

[solar4seekstron]

They’re Hot!

TFRID2015!Bumblebee x Cybertronian!GN!Reader One-shot

Content: 16+, Bee loses his memories and Reader sees a side of him where he’s more open. Reader and Bee reconnect in the end where their relationship has grown.

TW/Tags: Angst, relationship problems, Bee neglecting reader, child bee showing his true feelings, argument at end, more angst again. Have fun crying you simps.

Notes: Reader is slightly taller than bee and reader has a very grabbable waist.

It was a normal day at the junkyard. It was getting late and Bee was still on his patrols with the others.

You stayed with the humans and Sidwswipe.

You have been super busy lately and honestly, you’ve needed a recharge. And so when the humans and Sideswipe noticed you were struggling to stay awake.

Sideswipe letting you know they’ll be fine and to go to sleep. You were hesitant but agreed. You can't keep doing this to yourself. So you stood and walked to your sleeping quarters.

It always felt cramped when in your alt mode.

For you at least and so Danny created a shack for you and your Conjunx bee.

You sent a message through the bond. But he doesn’t respond..

You soon fall asleep once lying down and Bee can feel your warmth once asleep through the bond.

And so you went to sleep. Only to be awakened by a light sound of talks and a bit of arguing. You were lying on your side when the door opened. You then heard the door locked and steps being made to you while you kept your optics closed.

Then you fell a cervo on your side. Digits gently rubbing your frame.

You’d then feel Bees dermas on the side of your neck as he lays behind you.

Spooning you from behind. He then spoke while his arm now wrapped around your waist and you felt his helm pressed against the back of your neck. He finally spoke in a gentle whisper. “Sorry for waking you. And keeping you waiting, Sweetsaprk.”

You let out a soft sigh and responded. Your frame moves only a little to get comfortable as you respond. “How was the patrol? Steel jaw still at large?”

Bee lets out a hum. Thinking back to when you last fought. Bee was so angry with how he flirted and even held you in a way that only Bee should be allowed to. Then again you were captured. So you couldn’t do much,

Bee finally responded. “No luck with even finding their base…” He remained silent.

You two as you looked down. He then spoke once more. “I missed you. Why don’t we..Go for a drive tomorrow? What do you say?” You can feel his stare behind you.

Finally speaking. “Sure. It’s been a while..Sweetspark.” You turned your helm a bit once you said that last word. His optics staring at yours as you glanced at him. You had a smile on your dermas. He has a much smaller one.

And so you both fell asleep together.

The next day when you were getting ready for your patrols and watching that cartoon Grim likes. Something about colorful horses who use magic. Not something you’d watch but you like seeing the big silly bot get excited over the songs and all.

You were then walking to the entrance waiting for Bee until he walked up to you. His face is neutral and he gently took your cervo.

Telling you there’s been a site of a Decepticon on the loose and how you need to stay here to protect the humans just in case. You were disappointed but understood. He understood this feeling through the bond. He apologized and kissed your forhelm before then pressing his own against yours. Making optics contact then leaving with the others.

Who said their byes to you. You let out a sigh and stayed waiting and waiting.

When they returned, you were looking over a data pad and heard the others drive in through the front. It wasn't even past the afternoon to evening yet. You also didn’t expect to see Bee with a large grin.

Something he didn’t really do before. So you know something happened.

You listened as Strongarm told you what happened. You then nodded and told her you understood. You all then are left with how to handle the matter.

As time passes, you continue your evening walks around the base to make sure everything is in order and normal. You didn’t know Bee was pranking the others. You made your way to the center of the junkyard. You were confused for a moment since you heard nothing. Usually, the others are here.

That’s until you then felt two cervos on both sides of your waist. You then feel them lifting you and when you are in the air looking back. It was Bee.

He had such a large grin on his dermas while he stared up at you.

You both heard Strongarm alongside Sideswipe speaking to Bee. Bee soon had a frown on his dermas while you remained in the air. “Sir, No! No bad Bee. Put them down right now!”

Bee stood there for a moment. Slowly putting you down but before your pedes ever touched the floor, he then lifted you once more and started to run with you.

Basically Bee giggling like a child while holding you above his head like you weigh nothing. The others chasing you both through the junkyard. Bee then yelled out with excitement. “Haha, I got a hot bot and you doooooooon’t!” You honestly didn’t even know what to do. You just have a ‘I’m so done.’

It soon got late and eventually, you were able to get down while the others got left behind on the other side of the junkyard. You then placed your cervos on his shoulders while he kept grinning. You then spoke.

”Bee come on now. You’re causing enough trouble already for everyone.” He then started hugging your waist. Taking you by surprise. He then spoke with a cheerful tone. “But I wannaaaaaaa play! Plus you're hot so a hot bot needs a hot gal in My Arms!”

You were surprised. Wondering if these are his true feelings. Maybe?

You then asked in curiosity. “So you find me cute Bee?” He giggled and spoke.

“Yeah! You’re hot! And the bond we have is making me wanna smother you with hugs and kisses even more. Even if it is icky!” He grinned.

Honestly.

You blushed a bit. Bee hasn’t given you a genuine compliment for such a long time. It was…nice honestly. Putting a genuine smile on your dermas. But you also remember this is him…fully. So you had to think fast to fix the situation. Maybe this is a sign to finally have a serious talk with Bee. You then spoke. Gently holding his shoulders.

”Bee, why don’t we play a……game? You be good and not prank the others then….I’ll um.”

He had a frown at first until he soon had a grin. Then speak to finish your sentence. “A kiss?”

”On the cheek.” You finished. Having a small grin on your dermas. He cheered like a little kid who got a lollipop. But then he said he got bored and drove away. Yelling as he got further. “See you later, Hotstuff!”

You let out a sigh as you turned away a bit. Holding the bridge of your nose.

Later that night Sidwswipe and Russel decided to babysit Bee. You leaving with Strongarm and Grimlock to deal with a Decepticon. Before you both knew it when you both saw the police. Knowing this might be harder than you thought. You three then heard Bee speaking.

Be then tried to make his way to the police until Strongarm gave the order for Grimlock to watch over him.

You and Strongarm making your way to the police.

When they were clear. You and Strongarm got to work with dealing with elephants. Everything else was kinda a blur since you were too tired. But you do remember Bee somehow getting to you and Bee riding on Grimlock.

You though were able to catch the Decepticon. Bee later joined you in the weird bouncy house place. Though you did struggle to keep your balance. “Bee! Stop goofing around and try to get him!”

Bee just ignored you and continued to have his fun. You have to step out to catch your breath.

When you walked back with the others. Bee was able to miss the quills and the Decepticon got hit instead. You and Strongarm stared at Bee in shock while he remained energized.

Strongarm then later gets the idea to strap him up somewhere. Strongarm then glanced at you for your opinion. You thought for a moment. Then looking at Bee. He then had his arms open trying to get closer to you while making kissing sounds.

Your cervo holding his face while his pedes keep moving.

Creating a line in the dirt while you remained still. You then let out a sigh and looked back at Strongarm. Speaking you then moved Bee around and held around his waist with your arm.

”Alright Strongarm. What’s your first order.” This caused her to grin and speak with enthusiasm. “Alright, everyone. Let's get to work!”

Should smiled at her then at Bee. Who looked a bit scared nod started to struggle to get out of your grasp. You and Grimlock getting to work with timing up Bee to this tower. You guys then tell him it’s a game.

The next morning, Strongarm and Grimlock went back to the base.

They were exhausted and you offered to stay behind. Napping against and sleeping elephant until you and the poor elephant then heard Bee shouting.

” Whoever did this! Is getting a large scolding when I get down!”

You let out a soft chuckle and then stood up. Stretching your arms then yelling to him. “I’ll get you down Bee. Just hang in there.”

You chuckle. Able to get him down soon while he grumbled and tried his best to remember what happened. You then explained while just seeming upset. “So instead of dealing with the Decepticon first. You decided I was more important? What were you thinking, Y/N?”

You frowned and spoke. Almost staring down at him. “You’re our leader Bee. Decepticons will always come. The same one or not. And You can complain all you wish but team or not. I’m still your Conjunx.”

He let out a sigh and spoke again. “That isn’t an excuse. Our job is the Decepticons come first and to not let foolery come first.” He almost got into your face. But only making it to your chest. You just glared down at him.

”So…if I was in danger but the Decepticon got away…” Bee seemed to be taken aback for a moment. His optics were a little wider as you spoke once more.

”Would you go after the Decepticon….even as I bleed out?” You were serious.

He just stared at you. Then turned his helm away for a moment. Trying to find his words. You continue to glare down at him. Farrowed optics and your optics dim as you stared at him. You then speak once more.

”You know the way you speak about ‘these’ Decepticons. Makes me rethink how you see me before I decided to join you on this earth mission. You changed Bee….But not for the better….I’m going home.” You turned away. Walking to the excite. But you soon felt his cervo grab your wrist.

He then spoke. “Wait. I’m sorry I didn’t mean.-“ You cut him off.

”Oh I know what you meant. But the team- family. Is everything. And I do wish to be a part of it still. But not as your partner.”

You pulled your wrist away. “We have Decepticons to deal with. Don’t want them getting away. Right?” You started walking away once more. Making it past the gate and soon transforming and driving back to the junkyard.

Bee standing there in almost defeat. Looking down with angry and upset optics.

Angry with himself he feels the bond soon break. Things weren’t the same much since then.

Oh man this one actually made me sad. Whe I realized how I wanted to end this i story while writing it. Rewriting the beginning was a bit hard. But I think I was able to make it work. If not. Oh well.

Hope you guys enjoyed this one like I did and as always a repost is appreciated. I hope you guys have a good rest of your day and I’ll see y’all in the comments!

[hmsdoodlin]

Apathy Nightmare

Heart and Soul, platonic hurt/comfort, 1,234 words.

The day I stop writing Heart being tormented by the horrors is the day I die.

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The first thing Heart does when he wakes up is grip onto his sheets like his life depends on it. It’s just as dark as it was when he was sleeping, he fearfully grabs fistfuls of fabric expecting cold muddy earth beneath his nails.

He shivers, but the room is a comfortable temperature with a heavy comforter draped over his legs, most likely half kicked away in his slumber.

He can hear the ambience of the ceiling fan, it’s not quiet like it used to be. The moon allows himself to breathe, feeling around to make sure this was all real.

He reached behind him to feel the pillow behind him, he was in his bed. Heart calms for a moment, comforted by the many soft textiles around him. Warm. Comforting. Safe.

He lays there for a while, catching his breath and struggling to calm his racing heart. All he can think of are foggy memories, cold and wet in a hole for what felt like months.

It was only a week. He knows that much, Mind had told him straight as soon as he came back. But to him? Oh Harmonia….

He felt himself get nervous again, and he quickly propped himself to sit up. Another shiver wrung down his body, he clutched onto his blanket closer.

He needed to go back to sleep, he knew it wasn’t morning because the house was silent and the only thing he could hear was his own breathing and the pounding in his chest. Usually there’d be music playing in another room or the faint aroma of cooked food. His thirds were always getting into some sort of trouble. But every time he tried to settle back down he felt the uneven terrain of rock and dirt on his back as he laid in a freezing puddle of water.

He was alone.

Heart swung his legs off of his bed carefully, navigating around easily as he made his way down the hall. He knew this route like the back of his hand, feeling his fingers graze against Minds door as he continued on his mission.

At the very end of the hall was Souls room, Heart gently touched the wood to assure himself he was there. A painted star rested in top the middle, he traced the pattern idly.

Finally, he got the courage to knock, quiet and shy. At first there was no response, and he irrationally feared that he was somehow in the house alone and the others had disappeared into the night.

“(Soul?)” He inwardly cringed at his raspy voice, sounding childish as he knocked just a tad bit harder.

Shit. There was no sound inside. Shit, shit, shit they had abandoned him here- he heard the tiniest noise on the other end and paused, waiting in bated breath as the door opened.

“{Heart?}” The stars must have been woken up by him, voice groggy and strained. Heart nodded meekly, grasping onto his arms in frustration. Why did he come here anyways?

“{Hey man what’s wrong?}” Despite his tiredness Soul perked up at his brother’s hesitation, carefully placing a hand on Hearts shoulder. The moon jumped, and the stars reared back with a quick apology.

“(I- I uh…)” Heart felt shame burning through his entire body, shaky and cold all over again. “(I had a nightmare.)”

Soul let out a small sigh, of relief maybe? Perhaps he thought something serious had happened, not some stupid nightmare. Heart felt just about ready to leave, this was a stupid idea.

“{Come in.}”

Souls voice was casual, and Heart had to surpass a confused noise as he stepped inside and heard the door click shut behind him. He walked carefully, still unfamiliar with the rooms floor plan.

“{Do you…. Want to talk about it?}”

Heart nodded, and then he shook his head. He didn’t know actually, shrugging his shoulders weakly. Soul only hummed, leading him over to his bed.

He heard the rustling of fabric before a small pat on the mattress, an invitation.

Heart let out an internal sigh of relief, this was the best case scenario. He climbed in after him, fitting snuggly in the man’s arms.

Heart fit perfectly nestled beside him, cradled in a comforting hug.

He waited a few moments, Soul must be waiting on him to decide what happens next.

(I just want to sleep.)

The words sit on his tongue, he felt ashamed to admit to what he had dreamt about. But he made a promise to try and explain what he was feeling after they all made up, this might be one of those instances.

“(It was about apathy.)”

He choked, trying to ignore the way he felt Soul tense beside him and how his grip got the smallest bit tighter. It was no secret Soul regretted what they had done to him, how he and Mind tied the moons wings to his body and left him to rot in the grave he had dug himself. He remembers the breathy gasps he heard while half conscious when they had finally come to retrieve him, scared and shocked at the gore and trauma he had done to himself.

It hurt to know that they did that to him. It hurt even more knowing they didn’t want to do it in the first place.

Soul didn’t want to. And yet he still did it.

Heart let out a sob at the thought, and the stars pulled him closer.

“{Shhh you’re home now.”} Soul reassured, rubbing soothing circles into Hearts back. “{You have been for a while now, you’re never going back. Not ever.}”

Soul sounded more like he was trying to reassure himself of that fact, voice a bit distant but still soft in the way he was always able to soothe his aching heart.

“(I-)” Heart felt his throat close, tears falling down his now scarred face. “(I hate it there.)”

“{I know my moon.}” Soul shushed him, kissing his forehead and playing with the curls of his hair.

“(I wanted to go home.)” another hiccuped sob.

“{I know.}”

“(I wanted you guys.)”

Soul said nothing, struggling to get the man any closer to him without crushing him.

“(I was so alone I-)” Heart felt Soul press another kiss to his forehead. “(I thought you and Mind left me there to rot.)”

(They did) the thought pricks behind his eyes as he sobs, Soul whispering incoherent comforts.

“(I’m sorry.)”

“{Please don’t apologize.}” Soul ushers , putting a calloused palm on Hearts cheek to face him towards himself.

“{We forgive you. We have for a very long time now.}”

Heart imagined Soul looking at him with those soft, round brown eyes. He imagined the stars twinkling on half of his face as he gave one of those sad little Soul smiles whenever the other was upset. The thought comforted him, he leaned into the touch.

“(I- ok.)” he murmured, breath finally beginning to calm. He felt small, clutching onto Souls pajama shirt as he shivered and shook despite the beds warmth. He felt humiliated, shame bubbling through his chest.

“(Don’t take me back there. Please. I’ll do anything.)”

If it were possible Heart would have heard Souls heart shatter into a million pieces, the stars immediately shushing him with a tight grip on the shoulder.

“{No, no my moon never again. You’re never going back there I swear on it.}”

[esprei]

Please take this ask as a way to ramble about your dystopia au or post some art about it (really just wanna know more about it)

oh gosh thank you! 🥹💖

I can talk about Volo and his situation a bit! I don't think I've mentioned this stuff here yet (if I have I apologize!) So the way that Volo got to this world is that he got tossed through an Ultra Wormhole. (btw the Volo I'm talking about here is the Volo we know from PLA, the one who lost and disappeared after the battle at the Temple of Sinnoh - I usually refer to him as og Volo so as to not confuse him with Emperor Volo XD) But yeah! Those who know/remember lore from Sun and Moon about the Ultra Wormholes/Ultra Beasts/etc will remember things/traits that Volo will now have. Aka he's a Faller :0 Soooo, amnesia for one. Though he'll still have memories of his goal with Arceus and such, but other things for him will be fuzzy or just not able to be recalled at all 🥺 Not only that but, well... he's essentially Ultra Beast bait 😳 Because Fallers have that trait too.

So, when this happens, well... you can see why:

Blacephalon was able to detect him in an instant! 😭

So yeah! Hmmm... I have no idea what else to say about him specifically that won't be major spoilers for later on XD However, this really is partly a big redemption story for him! He gets thrown into this world, doesn't know how or why and finds that he has holes in his memory... though he still remembers things like his goal and wanting to achieve that. Just... unbeknownst to him, he's going to end up learning that maybe things didn't turn out so well when his other self got that wish... He'll still have all his Pokemon by the way! Pokemon like his Garchomp will definitely be pivotal in battles (battles are much more intense here and play out more like war... humans will utilize weapons too). Togekiss is very important as well, especially to the Resistance! I could go into that detail more as to why if anyone is interested! It's not really huge spoilers! I kinda feel like I've rambled quite a bit so... I'll leave you with a sneak peek of some dystopian!Emmet art I'm working on! Since I mentioned humans using weapons, he'll end up being an archer of sorts! Mainly uses a crossbow, but can use a standard bow and arrow as well! He many weapons for the Resistance, including his own, carved masterfully out of wood (Alder is the one who taught him how to do woodworking from the time he found him all alone 🥺). He also makes his own arrows! Initially he likely uses feathers from common birds like the Pidove line for them, but eventually might use feathers from Togekiss or, even later, the Archeops he manages to catch.

(Bow needs design, but I didn't want to leave you with just art I've already shown before ;; so here's something new and recent!)

Thank you so much for asking about the AU! 🥹💖

[selineram3421]

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You're Off-key

Part 5

Part 4

Reader X Gravity Falls

Warning ⚠

⚠ everyone is aged up, Italics= thoughts, food mention-breakfast food and spaghetti, weapons, blood mention, interrogation-polygraph test ⚠

"I wouldn't have a serious conversation before breakfast but this is a topic that must be discussed.", Ford says as you and Dipper follow behind him to the kitchen.

You were freaking out, pulling out a chair to sit down at the table and then getting a breakfast plate.

At the moment it felt like the walls were closing in on you. The room was shrinking, the light over the kitchen table started to make the room feel more like an interrogation room. Maybe it was because you were freaking out but Stan began to stare at you down, as if you robbed him of all of his money.

"It seems that our guest here has had a run in with Bill.", the older nerd twin says. "We need to check the statue in the woods and make sure to set up barriers around the shack."

What do I do? WHAT DO I DO!? You try to pick up a utensil but with your hand shaking so much, you end up dropping it.

All the talking around you sounds muddled, like its underwater.

"You ok?", Mabel asks and places a hand on your shoulder.

"To be honest? No.", you laugh and rub your hand over your face, only to clutch the side of your head. "I've been trying to keep it together this whole time but I have no idea what to do. Ever since getting here, I've been worrying about my best friend."

Dipper gets into your view. "Your best friend?"

You sigh and rest your hands on the table.

"I'll tell you guys everything that happened.", you frown as you glare down at the yellow table top. "And where I actually come from."

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

"Is it bad that I'm excited for their story time?", Mabel suddenly whispers to her brother.

"Mabel! Now is not the time!", he whisper shouts.

You laugh at that and feel yourself calm down a little. Steeling up your nerves, you turn to look at the older set of twins.

"Brass knuckles and some kind of ray gun, on the table.", you say with a stern face. "I'm not asking again."

The two look at you in surprise, a little unsure as they place the weapons on the table. "How did you know we had these on our person?", Ford asks as he lets go of the ray gun.

"The way I know Mabel has a grappling hook.", you say and point to the said twin. "She'll at least apologize to me before shooting at my head.", you shrug.

"Are you psychic?", she asks with sparkling eyes.

"No, I'm not.", you wave off that idea. "Golf club.", you point at Dipper.

The said twin slowly lowers the golf club and it clatters onto the floor.

"But it would be really cool if I was. You know how many lotteries I could win? There was one time that I almost won the lotto with just guessing.", you say.

Stan sits a little closer at that. "Go on.."

"We're getting off topic.", Ford says and crosses his arms. "Tell us everything."

"Right.", you sit up a bit straighter and clasp your hands together. "What do you all know about the multiverse or different dimensions?"

You can see the two nerdy twins get interested.

"I've traveled multiple dimensions.", Ford says.

"How many more are there?", Dipper asks you and pulls out his personal journal, clicking a pen.

"A bunch.", is all you say on that. "The one I come from is..more secluded. I'm able to see into worlds of different dimensions but can't interact with them. It's kind of like watching t.v. in a way.", you explain.

Dipper is writing away in his journal and nodding along.

"Your universe is a cartoon show. It came out around 2012 and well, I watched how the twins spent their summer in Gravity Falls."

"WHAT!?", Mabel screeches and slams her hands on the kitchen table. "You saw everything!?"

"NO! No.", you wave your hands. "Though I did want to see that race with the space lizard, the one in the snow I think.", you look up in thought before looking back to the family. "Still really curious about that one."

"Why keep quiet about it? Why not tell us?", Dipper suddenly asks.

You raise an eye brow with a "really?' face.

"Imagine if I walked in here, bloody faced and all, suddenly treating everyone like best friends and talking about Bill?", you say and point at all of them. "You'd for sure hit me over the head first and ask questions later."

"What do you think is stopping us right now?", Stan leans over to say.

"Nothing.", you respond. "I'm here with a mild concussion, hoping you guys don't harm me, and honestly wanting to finish breakfast.", you gesture to the plates of food on the table. "I'll let you know everything that you ask for, and.."

You sigh and look down at the table again.

"Tell you about my dream last night."

"Dream? What happened?", Ford asks. "Did Bill visit you?"

Before you could respond, Mabel puts a fork in your hand.

"Let's eat, yeah?", she smiles. "I'm in the mood for pancakes."

⯅

You're hooked up to a lie detector machine on the game table, curtsy of the two older twins, and Dipper holds the camcorder.

It kinda felt like it was too much, but with the triangle being Ford's evil crazy ex, you could understand why they would go to such lengths. Mabel even took out the tape recorder and pressed the record button.

"Today is June-", the twin in the cassette sweater starts with a chipper voice. "As you know, we got a new friend we met in the woods but turns out they have some secrets and they decided to share with the whole family today!", she then goes on about what happened earlier.

"Mabel, we need to record them talking. Not you.", her twin says.

"Oh, right.", she says and puts the recorder on the table.

Dipper starts recording and asks you basic interrogation questions. Like your name, birthday, and today's date.

"I have agreed to do this for the safety of myself and well..everyone here.", you say. "Ahem.", you clear your throat. "I'm from a different dimension and Gravity Falls is a cartoon show back in my universe. The show ended a while ago but recently the fandom has been active due to a book put out by the creator called: The Book of Bill."

"Didn't we lock that up?", Mabel asks.

"I was one of many who got the book and read through its pages. After reading it and checking out the website, my best friend and I set out on a road trip that inspired the show. We went to multiple tourist locations and to the original "Mystery Shack" areas.", you said. "Of course, there's Confusion Hill and The Oregon Vortex, not entirely sure which one is the original, original. Ya know?", you shrug. "The last location was to Bill's statue."

"Bill's statue is in your universe?", Dipper asks.

"Oh, yeah. A bunch of fans went to find it once the creator showed a picture of it on the internet.", you explained. "It's in California now.", then you continued. "Anyway, I bought spaghetti before we stopped at the statue because I read somewhere in the book that it was a way to summon Bill, I did it as a joke."

"Was the spaghetti good?", Mabel asks.

"We are talking to someone from a different dimension, and you ask if the spaghetti was good?", Dipper says.

"What? I'm curious!", his twin defends herself.

"The spaghetti was really good.", you confirm. "I set up the spaghetti like the book instructed and my best friend tried to take a picture of me shaking hands with Bill and well..the crazy triangle showed up and said he had been waiting for an eternity to meet me.", you gesture to everything. "Then after he dropped me into a hole, I ended up here in Gravity Falls, with a concussion."

"How long were you in the woods for?", Ford asks, reading the scribbles on the paper from the lie detector.

"I'm honestly not sure?", you confess. "I kept waking up and passing out. I think I showed up around noon or a little after. And then I think one of the twins bumped into me and I passed out again."

"That's true. It was Dipper's fault.", Mabel says.

"I wasn't looking where I was going, ok!?", he defends.

"No hard feelings.", you say. "I was too zoned out to pay attention to what was in front of me."

"How do we know that you're not working with the triangle right now?", Stan asks.

"Oh, good question.", you say. "Last night I had a dream in my mind space and Bill showed up asking how you, the Pines family, were doing.", you say and try to remember everything in the dream. "He tried to make a deal with me, I laughed in his face and told him no, then he got mad at me cuz I said..something."

The family glanced at each other before looking back at you to continue.

"And then he tried to tear me apart but I woke up before he could.", you finished. "The end."

"Wow, that was interesting.", Mabel says and stops the tape recorder.

"Were they telling the truth Ford?", Stan asks.

The two nerdy twins look over the polygraph test.

Being somewhat of a nerd yourself, you look at the papers as well. "Sometimes these tests can be wrong since it mostly measures heart rate, blood pressure, and other little stuff.", you explain. "The trick is to stay calm."

"If you knew how to pass the test, how do we know you weren't lying?", Dipper questions.

"Well, I could have lied about anything but I didn't. I already kinda lied earlier when I asked who Bill was.", you say. "Remember? Twenty percent lie rate."

"Hmm...", Mabel hums and then smiles. "You know what this means? Another quiz!", she cheers. "We can quiz them about ourselves! If they know stuff from the "show" like they said, then we'll know if they are lying!"

"Mabel, I don't know how we feel about confirming secrets about ourselves to some random person.", Dipper says. "No offense? I think?"

"No worries, I would also feel weird about sharing things about myself to a random person.", you nod.

Ford and Stan step away to talk about everything that happened within the last hour, while Mabel starts her questionnaire.

The older twins come back and nod.

"Mabel, do your worst.", Stan says.

"Way ahead of you!", she says and rushes off to get, what you assume, is glitter.

You sit there and then remember that you could just re-tell the episodes.

"I could just, you know, tell you what I know about the show?", you say.

"We'll do both.", Dipper says and stops the camcorder.

This might take a while...

*slurps spaghetti pasta* Oh, yeah. It's all coming together.

~Seline, the person.

Part 6

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[tobiasdrake]

This is occupying way too much brain space.

The first movie should loosely follow the events of the Pilaf arc but the main throughline of the film would be building up the relationship between Bulma and Goku. That's our emotional centerpiece. That's what the movie needs to be spending its time on.

The plot, more than anything, is about these two things:

1 - Bulma and Goku getting to know each other. 2 - The mystery of Goku, this feral child Bulma found in the woods. Who is he? What is he?

This is the narrative throughline that the adapted elements need to stand up.

Critical elements of the Pilaf arc that must be adapted: The Muten-Roshi, Yamcha, and the Fire Mountain plot. Pilaf should also be present in some capacity to set up the film's conclusion.

Goku tells Bulma the story about how you shouldn't go out on nights of the full moon the first night they're traveling together, but she blows him off and calls his grandpa a nutjob.

The big third act action set-piece is provided by the Oozaru, here depicted as a monstrous alien King Kong with a Godzilla breath weapon. Goku involuntarily transforming into exactly the thing he warned Bulma about heralds our entry into the climax of the film, and he unveils his breath weapon by by wiping out whatever structure Pilaf's holed up in with a single shot.

Not sure if Pilaf should still have an isolated desert palace, or if it'd be cooler to set the Oozaru climax in a populated city. Filmmaking instincts say to go the Michael Bay route and put Pilaf in West City - Maybe a corporate competitor to Capsule Corporation or something - but IDK if that would be better. I do not know what to do with Pilaf other than that he needs to be there but secretly not as the true threat.

But the third act hinges on the things she's learned about him over the course of the film. Bulma's the one who comes up with the plan to cut off his tail, because Yamcha didn't learn about that weak point in this version.

Emotionally, Bulma and Yamcha are able to defeat the Oozaru at the eleventh hour because Bulma was able to put herself aside for once and listen to Goku. Because she's internalized the things he's shared with her, and is able to use those things here.

At some point in the movie, they make a fake Dragon Ball as part of the Dragon Ball hunt shenanigans. This comes back in the climax. I have this image in my head of Bulma saving the day by weaponizing her own ability to be the center of attention.

Standing on the edge of a broken rooftop holding a fake Four-Star Ball aloft, trusting that enough of Goku is in there that the Ball will distract him. And creating the opening for Yamcha to cut off his tail.

Yamcha: Will that work? Bulma: (50/50 hand gesture) Either it knocks him out or he becomes unstoppable and kills us all.

This should probably be led into with a scene of Yamcha trying to simply grab the Oozaru's tail, but its sheer size and strength means it flicks its tail and slams him through a wall. 10% of Oozaru power is still a giant fucking kaiju monster. So then the severing of the tail is a Hail Mary last-ditch plan.

So Bulma gets the Oozaru's attention and gives this emotional speech to the Oozaru that's basically an apology for not listening to him and for taking him for granted; Goku only vaguely remembers her saying something to him afterwards and Bulma immediately denies she ever said anything. The Oozaru, unfazed by Bulma's words, charges up its breath weapon. But then, at the last second before it can fire, Yamcha slices through its tail.

The film ends with nothing approaching an explanation for why that just happened, but with Goku deciding he's going to seek out the Muten-Roshi so that he can learn martial arts and pursue a better understanding of himself. Like in the manga, they do not actually tell him about the Oozaru.

And then Bulma's movie ends with her bringing Yamcha home to Capsule Corp with her because she owns him now, She has her own personal denouement alluding that she's kinda dissatisfied with her "prize" but is already looking forward to her next big adventure with Goku.

Sarcastic Jest: Live-action Dragon Ball movie but it's in the style of the first Sonic film. Ostensibly about Goku, the plot is really about this non-superpowered everyman figure whose life Goku crashes into. I dunno, let's call him Bob.

Bob and Goku go off together in search of the Dragon Balls while also trying to solve Bob's relatable everyman problems. Bob has to teach Goku how to be civilized and Goku drags Bob into wacky adventures all the while the two are gradually learning to appreciate and care about--

Brain: Wait, aren't you just describing Bulma?

Me: ..............................................................oh my god.

[squid-bunny-msi]

Boundaries list (PLS READ)

Hello! With the new year coming, I want to start better and fresh, and with that comes a need to open a bit. To be honest, I have the problem of being a big people pleaser, which led me to not set boundaries before and want to start with a change. This is my first time managing a fandom account of this size, so I’d like to set a few boundaries. This is long as hell but better to be explanatory than to leave things up in the air. I hope you can take the time to read through them and understand that I’m doing this for my own comfort, please don't feel bad😿

Please, I’m not a teenager anymore. I don’t have the free time or energy of one. I’m an adult with low energy. I was surprised when I heard that I was “gone” for a long time when, to me, it just felt like a short while. I think I fit more in the category of those artists who post one thing then dissapear for some time lul.

Don't feel anxious when I don't reply to you: This is just an MSI fan account, I do other things and have other interests, I just want to stay on topic. While I’m away or not active here, I’m usually just drawing/doing other things that interest me at the moment. If I don't reply to you, I'm not replying to anyone because I'm not online, please don't feel anxious.

Please keep DMs to a minimum. I love chatting with mutuals, but I receive at least 25 chats from different people each week and each with multiple messages. It’s unsustainable for one person to manage, and that’s the main reason why I take so long to respond. I don’t want anyone to think I don’t want to talk to them anymore, but I don't want to burnout either.

If you message me, I’d really appreciate it if it’s for something specific you want to share with me rather than random shitposts, videos of things I don’t know, or content in languages I can’t understand. I don't want to sound rude but you can skip all of that.

Please don’t talk to me with touching/grooming/edgy/SH/sexual jokes/content towards myself. If that’s your way of communicating, that’s on you, but I ask that you don’t bring it to me. It makes me uncomfortable.

If you're a minor don’t talk to me about sexual content involving YOU in any shape or form. I DON'T want to hear it. That also goes to "Me x You ship" jokes in general. These are only okay with adult mutuals if I’ve expressed that I didn’t mind.

Reposts are allowed with credit on other platforms. PFPs with my art are allowed and credit isn't obligatory but always appreciated. Tracing my art and posting it when I didn't give permission is not okay. Art style inspiration is good.

If I stopped following you, it's because I found something in your account that makes me uncomfortable, but please don't take it to heart nor ask me to follow back again.

My Discord is only for clients and close mutuals to keep everything organized. If you want to chat with me, you only need my Tiktok or Tumblr.

With this, I don’t want managing this account to feel like a chore because I started it for fun. This year, I want to share as much MSI art with the fandom as I can, but that can only happen if I’m comfortable and in a good mood. Apologies in advance if any of this makes you feel bad or guilty. I hope we can still be great mutuals/oomfs 🤝

[crazylittlejester]

Hey Jes could you pretty please give me a thorough rundown of the cannon Hyrules Warriors events

ie the actual stuff that happens in game.

Bc I really want to write stuff for HW and Lu as well as make theory posts for it but idk much of anything abt HW

Jes this is a free invitation to fucking yap to an extreme about hyrule warriors

Cause all I know is the first 10 minutes of it, Zelda has bad dream, we see link fighting, battle happens , link fight and got brunt by Volga he is now the hero and that’s it

So pretty please tell me abt HW

so the thing about hw is you can understand like 80% of the plot from JUST the cutscenes, and someone put it together like a movie on youtube and this is only like an hour long:

admittedly i have not played this game in a while and i forgot some of the smaller things about it, so my apologies if any of this is wrong but in summary:

the game starts with the war coming to the castle and then Link, some random ass soldier, runs into Volga on the field and Volga is genuinely kinda like “can you get your unimportant ass out of the fucking way good lord” and he tries to kill Link (and Impa too i think) and this awakens the triforce or something and then boom: Link is revealed to be the hero and everyone’s kinda like “oh good we found him!!” while Link, mid battle, is like “oh what the fuck…” and at the end of this first battle Zelda goes missing (they find her next battle, but she’s Sheik and they don’t know that)

Ganon was split into like four different pieces and he was Not too happy about this so he decided to corrupt this sorceress and she got split into two people, Lana and Cia, and Ganon basically promised Cia Link as like a war prize if she helped him basically put himself back in one piece and the pieces of Ganon were stuck in different timelines so that’s why all these portals get opened, because the bad guys need to get all of Ganon in one spot but this ALSO allowed Link to get allies from said times, like Midna and Fi

basically the first half of the game is them trying to close these gates to other times IN said other times so shit can go back to normal and for all of five seconds yay the war was over, but then what ends up happening is the Ganon Pieces get unstuck and he forms a whole dude again and he’s a little pissed (and i think this happened because the master sword was pulled and that’s what was holding back the fourth piece of Ganon? i don’t remember its been a hot minute) anyways Ganon takes Zant and Ghirahim and steals the ENTIRE triforce, and Link finds a way to kick his ass anyway, which is CRAZY and not enough people talk about the fact that Wars beat a fully triforced Ganon

Edit: JUST AN ADDITION, but im pretty sure he is canonically just a commander, not a captain (my dear mutual @hyruledwarriorr probably knows more than i do about that one, and also he might have things to add to this he loves hw alskkdkd)

[aishangotome]

Azel Radwan: Chapter 13

Chapter 12

Thank you @passthechloroform for providing the video for this chapter!

♡———♡

The High Priest's voice, his smile... they make my body stiffen for some reason I can't understand.

His words, his demeanor, his gentle manner... it's not like he's done anything to harm me. In fact, he's a "good person" who treats me with kindness and consideration.

Perhaps it's rude of me to even feel this sense of unease, but...

High Priest: Emma, if you'd like, why not listen to my sermon?

Even now, after our second encounter, a jarring sensation lingers in my heart.

Emma: A sermon... you say?

High Priest: Yes. My role is to spread the teachings of the Moon's incarnation and guide the people to happiness.

High Priest: To that end, I regularly open the castle and personally show the path to enlightenment.

The High Priest's smile is endlessly merciful, and his desire to bring happiness to the people seems genuine.

High Priest: Tonight happens to be the day I invite people in and impart my teachings.

High Priest: As you are from a foreign land, Emma, there is much you likely don't know about our God.

High Priest: Why not take this opportunity to learn?

High Priest: If you feel uneasy attending alone, you are welcome to come with the guests from Rhodolite.

High Priest: They themselves expressed their desire to participate in this gathering.

(Clavis and Luke are attending too, which means...)

(Perhaps they suspect there's some connection between the High Priest's gathering and the Three Country Alliance.)

(I can't deny I'm curious. I also want to know more about the Living God...)

(But is the High Priest's invitation truly out of goodwill?)

(Am I just overthinking things by suspecting he has an ulterior motive?)

Silvio: Hey, you alright?

Silvio's voice cuts through my swirling thoughts.

Silvio: Didn't the God ask you to do some shopping?

Silvio: You better buy what you need and get back quickly, or he'll get annoyed.

(That's right, the errands!)

The list of errands Azel gave me is still in my pocket.

It's like a talisman – remembering its presence calms my heart.

(Come to think of it...)

*earlier*

Azel: If a suspicious old man approaches you, ignore him.

Azel: If you give in to his sweet talk out of the goodness of your heart, only ruin awaits you.

*back to present*

Emma: I apologize. Although I appreciate the invitation...

I place my hand over my pocket, feeling the paper within as I shake my head.

High Priest: Please don't mind. If you become interested, you can speak with me anytime.

High Priest: You are a special person to the Living God, Emma. If you have any requests, please don't hesitate to call upon me.

High Priest: All is according to the will of the Living God.

Without any coercion, the High Priest departs, his smile unwavering.

The several men following him seem to be his guards, and there's something imposing about their presence.

Silvio: ...Somethin' about that guy seems fishy.

Silvio watches the High Priest's retreating figure with a suspicious gaze, one that clearly indicates his dislike.

Silvio: I wouldn't wanna do business with that sort.

Kate: Why is that?

Silvio: Because I don't think we'd be able to understand each other.

Silvio: It's just a merchant's intuition, but you sensed something too, right?

Emma: ...I can't quite put it into words...

Silvio: Your gut feeling is usually right. Based on past experiences, you just sense that "something's off." Both you and I.

(If that's true...)

(What exactly is it about the High Priest that's different from other people?)

-

Azel: You're late.

By the time I finished my errands in town and returned to the temple, the sun had completely set.

The God who greets me looks displeased, holding out his hand with a frown.

(It seems Azel wasn't waiting for me, but for the items from my errands.)

When I hand him the things I bought in town, Azel turns on his heel without even checking the contents.

Azel: I don't know where you were dawdling, but next time, come back before the sun sets.

(Oh no, I completely forgot about dinner!)

Emma: I'm sorry, I'll hurry and make it.

Azel: Huh?

Emma: ...Eh?

Emma: I thought you were pressuring me to hurry up and make dinner...

Azel: ...Ah, yes, that's right.

Azel: To think you would let a God go hungry, you have some nerve, you debt-ridden slave.

(What was with that strange pause just now...?)

Azel: Don't just stand there with that stupid look on your face, hurry up and make it! Make it now, I'm starving!

Emma: If you're going to talk to me like that, I'll make you a simple meal.

Azel: ..............

(This awkward silence...)

-

The moment I step into the kitchen as usual, I realize the reason for the God's awkward expression.

Emma: This is...

Azel: Oh my, when did this happen?

Azel: Perhaps someone broke into the temple. It's a suspicious object, unfit for consumption.

Azel: Let's just feed it to the camels.

Emma: No, don't!

I grab Azel from behind with all my might, stopping him from reaching for the tagine.

The kitchen is already filled with the appetizing aroma of spices, and inside the pot in question is a finished stew.

(It's a very avant-garde, or rather, unconventional presentation...)

Vegetables and meat, uncut by a knife, are crammed whole into the pot.

It seems like it would be difficult to even take the ingredients out because they're so tightly packed together, but still--

Emma: It looks delicious.

My stomach growls at the smell of spices tickling my nose.

Azel: Are you really going to eat a suspicious object made by who-knows-who?

Emma: I know who made it.

Emma: ...Because your clothes smell like spices, Prince Azel.

When I bring my nose closer, Azel's expression changes into something too scary to show a child.

Azel: Is it just your imagination?

Emma: That's a shame. I wanted to try your cooking, Prince Azel...

Azel: You don't mean that.

Emma: I'm being serious.

Emma: Food made by someone else always tastes better than what I make myself.

Emma: To a greater or lesser extent, home cooking always has care put into it.

Azel: Stop it, I'm getting goosebumps.

Emma: Besides...

Emma: If you foresaw my entire day, Prince Azel, you must have known I would come home tired, right?

Emma: That's why you cooked– Ouch!

Azel: Such unsightly conceit.

Pinching my cheeks tightly, Azel furrows his brow even more.

Azel: Listen, you were taking so long to come back that I got impatient and made it myself.

Azel: Before you proudly show off your pathetic deductions, first show me the sincerity of offering me a late fee.

(He says that, but...)

There are two plates set on the table.

Judging from the amount of stew, it's obvious that Azel made enough for me as well.

(If he was just hungry, there'd be no need to prepare a portion for me.)

(The more time I spend with him, the more his flaws as a bad-tempered God seem to show.)

(I don't know why he won't honestly admit his good intentions...)

(But in the end, there's no doubt that he's a "good-natured" God.)

Emma: ...I'm sorry.

Azel: I didn't tell you to apologize. I told you to give me money.

Emma: No, not that apology, but the one from before...

Emma: When you said "come back before the sun sets," thinking about it now, maybe you were genuinely worried about me--

Emma: Ouch ouch ouch!

Azel: Why would I worry about you?

Azel: It's just inconvenient for me not to have an errand runner.

He avoids my gaze with his mystical eyes in an unnatural way.

Emma: I'll p-pretend that's how it is.

(I was so tired before returning to the temple, but now it's all blown away.)

Azel, with his grumpy face, releases my cheeks, serves only his portion of the stew onto a plate, and takes a seat.

As he opens his book as usual, I also put my portion on a plate and sit next to him.

Emma: Thank you for the food.

Emma: ...Mmm, delicious!

(Maybe it's because it's simmered only with various spices and steam... the flavor is deep and addictive.)

The taste is so good that it overrides the difficulty of eating it, and my cheeks loosen in satisfaction.

Emma: Meat, tomatoes, onions, chickpeas, olives... I see...

Azel: I'm telling you, don't try to copy it.

Emma: Is it a secret recipe that can't be taken outside?

Azel: No, it's a common Tanzanite dish.

Azel: But if you're going to make it, make sure to cut the ingredients properly. It's annoying how difficult it is to eat.

Emma: Then you should have cut them... This kitchen has knives, right?

Azel: ...I cut my finger with one before.

Emma: Ah...

(For Azel, who hates blood, knives must have become a trauma.)

(Maybe that's why he always asks me to cook.)

Still, I catch a glimpse of his kindness in the fact that he cooked for me, and my cheeks loosen even more.

Azel: ...You irreverent girl.

Emma: I didn't say anything.

Azel: Your face is noisy.

Azel: You have no faith in God.

Emma: Maybe so.

Emma: ...That's probably why the High Priest called out to me.

Azel gives a mischievous smile, as if he knew everything from the beginning.

Azel: You were invited to that phony gathering, weren't you?

Emma: Phony?

Azel: What else could it be but phony, going around preaching teachings I never gave?

(Azel seems to detest the High Priest's activities.)

(...Come to think of it, it's strange, isn't it? Tanzanite has its own God.)

(And yet, it's not the God himself who's preaching his teachings.)

Emma: What exactly is this "phony gathering" like?

Azel: What else is there besides preaching the teachings of God?

Azel: Why do you doubt it?

Emma: It seems Clavis and Luke are attending too.

Azel: ...Ah.

With just those few words, Azel seemed to understand everything.

Azel: If you're curious, you can ask those two instead of me.

Azel: They'll tell you everything.

Azel: And unless you're fools, you'll realize...

Azel: That this country is all a dream, a castle built on sand, founded on illusion.

––Meanwhile, at Tanzanite Castle.

The castle, usually enveloped in sacred silence, is filled with a passionate clamor.

The assembled people proceed down a long corridor, being sucked into a spacious hall at the end.

At the edge of the crowd, neatly arranged by the castle servants, two men lean towards each other.

Clavis: It seems both the rich and the poor alike come to receive the teachings of God?

Luke: Doesn't look like there are any tourists.

Clavis: It's probably a show exclusively for their own citizens.

Luke: Nothing suspicious so far.

Clavis: Haha, as if there would be anything suspicious at a sacred gathering of God.

Clavis: But if you wish, I wouldn't mind personally turning this into an amusing theme park--

Luke: ...Stop having fun and do your job properly.

Clavis: ...Wh-what...?

Clavis: To think the day would come when I'd be told to work by that embodiment of sloth, Luke...

Luke: You're annoying...

Clavis: But you've really been full of motivation since coming to Tanzanite?

Clavis: Or rather, you seem to be "searching for something"...

Luke: ...

Clavis: Haha, come now, I'm not so uncouth as to pry into my little brother's private affairs.

Clavis: Big brother Clavis is always on your side. If there's something you want to do, go ahead and do it.

Clavis: However, monopolizing the pleasure is forbidden. Let's share the fun with your brother, shall we?

Luke: ...No thanks.

With a cough that sounds like spitting, the waves of clamor gradually recede.

Standing at the podium set up at the front of the hall is a gentle saint.

Clavis: Now then––it seems it's time to ascertain the truth of "that rumor."

The thick, luxurious doors of the hall close, trapping the air inside.

High Priest: My devout followers, thank you for gathering here tonight.

Luke: ...What is this?

Clavis: What's wrong?

Luke: ...Don't you smell something?

Clavis: Smell...?

Clavis: Ah, it seems to be that.

Clavis's golden eyes indicate censers placed as if hidden in the shadows of the pillars.

Placed at regular intervals, their fragrance gradually dominates the enclosed space.

High Priest: The great Moon's incarnation of our country generously bestows its blessings upon us.

High Priest: That the people of Tanzanite can cherish life, savor joy, enjoy comfort, and revere love...

High Priest: It can be said that it's all thanks to the Living God.

High Priest: However, there is a prophecy left behind by the first Living God long ago.

Luke: Hey, Clavis... this.

Clavis: Hmm...

High Priest: We must overcome this sorrowful prophecy and show absolute loyalty and trust to the Living God.

High Priest: We must not repay the divine grace with enmity.

High Priest: Now is the time, after a thousand years, to overcome the trial left by the first Living God.

Luke: ...What do we do?

Clavis: Of course...

Amidst the fervent crowd, the pleasure-loving prince takes out an ominous vial from his pocket.

Clavis: Let's have some fun.

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The next day––

(I'm so tired.)

I've been running around the vast temple with cleaning tools, but finally, my exhaustion reaches its limit, and I collapse onto the stairs.

(And it's all because of that demanding God...)

*earlier this morning*

Azel: I'd like you to do a thorough cleaning today. From corner to corner.

Emma: I have to go on errands for the owner...

Azel: Here, these are the cleaning tools. Allow me to bestow them upon you.

Emma: But my work--

Azel: Oh my, did the debtor say something?

Azel: If you intend to repay with your body, you shouldn't be able to refuse my request, right?

Emma: .................

Azel: Don't forget that you have no right to choose right now. Keep polishing until I say it's good enough.

*back to present*

(No matter how many times I clean, he finds fault like a malicious mother-in-law...!)

Unlike yesterday's mercifulness, today's Azel is ruthless.

(Could this be his revenge for me teasing him yesterday?)

(...I wanted to go to town.)

With a sigh, I look up at the ceiling––and in doing so, I happen to catch sight of the dimly lit corridor on the left.

*flashback*

Azel: The right side has been mostly renovated, so there's no problem, but the left side has partially collapsed.

Azel: If you're ever walking around here, never go to the left side.

Azel: If you happen to go in there––

Emma: ...If I do?

Azel: Hehe.

*back to present*

(...Just looking at the corridor, it seems to be well-maintained.)

Since I've been told it's off-limits, I don't intend to go in, but I can't deny my curiosity about what lies in the depths of that darkness.

(Is it really just unfinished renovations, or is there something else––)

Azel: Emma.

Emma: ...!

Even though I haven't done anything wrong, I end up standing up.

Azel: Were you thinking about something shameful?

Emma: N-no... I was just going to start cleaning again after my break!

Azel: I don't care about that.

(Even though it was Azel who told me to polish thoroughly.)

(...Hmm?)

Emma: It's noisy outside.

(I can hear people's voices.)

(And they sound quite urgent...)

Azel: In that case, let me show you something interesting as a reward for cleaning.

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Chapter 13 His Side Story

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Honestly a sorry from Curly would mean nothing to Anya.

I’m not saying she wouldn’t want to hear it, it’s a hollow vindication. She told him and he couldn’t hear her. He saw it and he couldn’t understand it. They both experienced it and he should apologize that it took that for him to get it. She already knows he’s sorry but what’s the point if neither of them can do anything about it? It’s earnest but at the same time what she wants an apology for is what Curlu can’t apologize for.

He can’t be sorry for what happened to her even if he is. Even if he carries that guilt with him until the day he dies it’s not all his to bare. The most heinous parts aren’t his weight even if he tries to balance it. A part of her bitterness is the fact he can’t be sorry for it all. She can’t just direct it all towards him even if she wants to. She was failed in so many ways by all of them. It hurts with him the most cause he had the power but they all did nothing in the grand scheme of things.

The one person who should apologize would never and could never, it��s not something you can be sorry for. She wants an apology, she needs one but what would it fix?