#I’m taken myself ahaha

[leathercircuits]

Got commissioned to draw one of my fav moots and jfc she’s absolutely GORGEOUS! Chat is this what they mean when they say get paid doing what you love? I think I won at life

[chestersbraincell]

Now I’ve been pondering the little prince just a little, and the way that if you interpret it right, you could make the rose x prince combo Highschool Genzou and Orlam, and then the fox x prince combo Orlam and Iggy

[cha1cedony]

Silver Linings Ch 8 tonight (unless something crazy happens to prevent me from finishing it today). Buuuut I have 2-ish scenes left, and I’m finally at the part of this fic I’ve been excited to write for months!

[cosmowgyral]

"Love during Cleaning Time"

▪︎ Gilbert von Obsidian

This is a fan translation so please don't expect it to be 100% accurate. Creative liberties have been taken. All content belongs to Cybird. Reblogs are appreciated. Hope you enjoy!

~chapter 1

Despite his noble status, the man who rules over the military powerhouse, Obsidian, does not keep servants at his side.

Therefore, apart from food, I needed to take care of everything by myself---

Emma: Gil, what should we do with that shelf?

Gilbert: Oh, go ahead. I don’t think there’s any classified information up there.

Emma: You can leave it to me.

In Gilbert’s laboratory, which is off-limits to everyone, I take items off the shelves, clean them, and then put them back in their places.

(But it’s visibly getting prettier.)

(It’s tiring, but it is rewarding and fun.)

Previously, Roderich used to help me. It seems there were times when others took on the role, but ever since I came here, I have been entrusted with this duty.

Gilbert: I don’t know…

Gilbert: I’m bored.

Emma: There’s only a bit left, so let’s do our best.

Gilbert: Even that little bit is bothersome.

Gilbert: You really can keep going without getting bored, can’t you, little rabbit?

Emma: I definitely feel enthusiastic when you ask me for help, Gil.

Emma: There aren’t many times I can be of help to you, so it’s times like these that makes me want to give my all.

(….? What is this box?)

While talking, I take out a box of documents carved with roses from the shelf.

It was unexpectedly heavy, testing the strength of my arms I honed from working at the bookstore.

Gilbert: What are you talking about? You’re always helpful to me.

Gilbert: Thank you.

Emma: !?

Before I knew it, Gilbert approached me from behind.

I was so surprised by his gentle ‘thank you’ that I dropped the heavy box that I was holding.

Emma: S..sorry!

Gilbert: Ahaha, you’re quite a surprise.

The impact of hitting the floor caused the contents of the box to spill and the documents were scattered.

Although Gilbert was laughing, I felt my blood run cold.

I quickly gather the documents and try to put them back in the box.

--At that moment, the words inevitably caught my eye.

Emma: “Rhodolite’s Periodic Report”?

Gilbert: Ah

Emma: ….This is…

----17 visitors this week. 8 women and 9 men.

No suspicious behaviour. Suspect’s health condition is good.

Issue of concern, movement slower than normal. Possibility of injury.

Condition requires further observation. Detailed report will be sent at a later date after investigation.

(It’s something I shouldn’t see….)

Gilbert: Oh no, you’ve seen it.

As I sat down, Gilbert put his hand on my shoulder.

Gilbert: What should I do?

Emma: …You said there was no classified information….

Gilbert: Yeah. I forgot that existed.

Emma: ……

Gilbert: The little rabbit saw something she shouldn’t have so I need to shut her up.

Gilbert knelt in front of me and leaned in with a look of amusement, and then lightly pecked my lips.

Emma: ….It’s not so bad after all.

Gilbert: Ahaha, you’re starting to understand me better, aren’t you?

(If it’s something that’s really forbidden to see, Gilbert will be merciless.)

(And he is not the type to reveal secrets carelessly.)

Calming my wild heartbeat, I lowered my gaze to the documents in front of me.

The more I looked at it, the stranger it seemed.

As the Commander of Obsidian, he is eyeing the territory of Rhodolite with keen interest.

However, the contents of the report would appear to be of no value to the layman.

It only contains the behavioural records of a certain bookstore keeper, and while there is a possibility that it might be some kind of a code, I don’t think it has enough value for the royalty of a great nation to bother reading it.

(No, wait…)

(Rhodolite’s bookstore?)

(…..)

Emma: …..Gil

(There’s only one bookstore that Gil has his eyes on.)

Emma: Could this be a report about me?

Gilbert: Ahaha, I’ve been found out.

(Since when….)

The date of the reports suggested it went back several years, even before I was chosen as Belle.

(I guess it was around the time the owner put me in charge of the store.)

I knew Gilbert had spies all across the city, but I was shocked to find such a detailed report about me.

(No wonder he was so knowledgeable about my past.)

It seems that he would get more information from his spies rather than the owner himself.

Emma: I had no idea.

Gilbert: The spy I had assigned to you is one of the Obsidian's bests.

Gilbert: His name is Michael. Do you remember him?

Emma: What? No way, Michael was a spy?!

(I knew him well. He used to be a regular customer who had started coming right after I began working at the store.)

Since I occasionally had trivial conversations with Michael, there’s no way I could forget.

Gilbert: I’m sorry. I never intended to assign a spy to you.

Gilbert: You were just an ordinary person in Rhodolite, not someone the royal family of a military powerhouse would care about.

Gilbert: But I was left with no other choice.

--*flashback*--

Gilbert: ----Akatsuki, are you insane?

[Masterlist] [Chapter 2]

[ashipiko]

ASHI - BIRTHDAY JACKET VIGNETTE 🌺

(PART 1 - 2.7)

ASHI: Hmhm~ A bday Interview, huh? It looked super funsies when everyone else did it, so I’m hyped!

ASHI: I’m guessing since we’re in the Pomedorms… A Pom? But who, exactly…

ASHI: (Ahaha, as nice as Rook and Vil are, I might end up feeling the pressure a little. It’d be an honor, obvs, but #stressful…!)

ASHI: (O Magical Birthday Dice, please have mercy…!)

???: Oi, Ashi!

EPEL: Happy Birthday! You weren’t expecting me, were you?

ASHI: Waugh?! Eppy! Hahaha, what a pleasant surprise!

ASHI: I’m so stoked you’re my interviewer! Who knew I’d get so lucky?

EPEL: No need to flatter me, you know. Thank you for having me.

ASHI: Pssh, why’re you acting so uptight, Eppy? It’s just me! I like your lingo and stuff.

EPEL: I’d love to, but… We’re still in the Pomefiore dorms, you know. I never know if Vil is lurking around or not…

ASHI: Ahh, fair point. Bummer. Maybe next time!

EPEL: Ehe, maybe. Anyway, here’s my birthday present to you. I hope you enjoy.

ASHI: Only one way to find out!

ASHI: Whoa… This is so cute?! And so fluffy…! I needed something to keep me warm at Ramshackle!

ASHI: There’s even little fox ears on it! And it’s my favorite color! Eppy…!

EPEL: I told my Granny about your birthday coming up, and since she enjoyed your company so much during Harveston…

EPEL: She asked for some things that you like and stirred this up. If anything, you should be giving the thanks to her.

ASHI: I thank the entire Felmier fam! It’s so cute, I’m gonna cry…! I’m about to wear this right now!

EPEL: You’re a summer baby, Ashi! Watch out for the heat…

EPEL: And I still have a new stock of apple cider coming in too, from my family’s farm. Your presents don’t just end there, heh.

ASHI: More?! I still haven’t finished the last one you gave me…

ASHI: No sweat! We’ll just plan another hangout at Ramshackle and chug ‘em all down together~.

EPEL: Unless Ace gets jealous and barges in again. That darn simp can’t get enough of ya.

ASHI: Hehe. Maybe I should make a no-Ace sign for next time, to put on Ramshackle’s dorm. Thoughts?

EPEL: I’ll help ya make it!

EPEL: O-Oh right, the interview. Maybe it was a little bit of a mistake pairing us up together, we keep on chatting…

ASHI: Nono! This is a Eppy W, DW!

EPEL: If you say so. First question…

EPEL: If you could take any person with you to a deserted island, who would it be? I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t take one of the ghosts or Grim, but it can’t be someone from your dorm.

ASHI: Grimmy’s great! But for survival… Ehh…

ASHI: NGL, a deserted island sounds kinda scaries, as much as I love the beach. Like yeah, I’d love to hang, but survival? Hecks naw!

EPEL: Sounds about right. You’re really like a princess.

ASHI: Mhm! If I really wanted to, I could probably get to the basics by myself if I tried. But do I wanna? No.

ASHI: It’d probably be a good idea to get paired with someone who knows what they’re doing, y’know? At the very least, I can depend on them!

EPEL: So someone who can take care of you? Leona, maybe? Since he already babies you… Alternatively, I don’t really think Ace would be the best choice, no offense.

ASHI: None taken. He deserves it. But nope! This is a fun scenario, right? I might as well go out with a bang, or someone I can have fun with.

ASHI: So, I say Floyd!

EPEL: Floyd?!

ASHI: Aye aye, cap’n! You get it, don’tcha? He’s so tall and could get all the coconuts! I think we’d have a lot of fun, too.

EPEL: I know you work at Monstro Lounge, but aren’t you scared of him still? He’s a little unpredictable, so he clashes with you.

ASHI: Well, that’s what makes him fun, right? I guess it’s all depending on his mood…

ASHI: One time we accidentally totally crashed Monstro Lounge ‘cause he freaked me out, hehe. It’s a little scary when you’re doing a closing shift and all you hear is a tiny “shriiiimpy~” in the distance.

ASHI: My fear of the dark TOTALLY kicked in then. I never screamed so loud in my entire life!

EPEL: I can imagine… Sharp teeth, glowy eyes and all.

ASHI: I tried getting back at him once too, when I blended some shiitake mushrooms into his milkshake.

ASHI: …I don’t think I’ve ever even ran that fast before, TBH.

EPEL: Ashi, this isn’t really helping your case, if I’m being honest… You’re making it sound like he’d eat you by the time someone saved you two.

ASHI: W-Well! On the other hand, he’s got that eel form that we can rely on too! If we get bored, we can just zoom on out and crash Azul’s place or something, y’know?

EPEL: I guess I see your point. Being a merman must means he could help a lot on an island…

ASHI: Yup, yup! Anyway, I think we’re good enough buds where I’m 97% sure he wouldn’t eat me!~

EPEL: Heh, classic Ashi. I guess in a way you really did think it through, even if it sounded odd at first.

ASHI: Of coursies! ♪

EPEL: Okay, about time for our next question.

EPEL: If you were to transfer to a different dorm, which would you pick?

ASHI: Oh, a good one! I think I’ve kinda cheated with my Ramshackle prefect rights, hehe. I’m a little bit of a dorm-hopper.

ASHI: But a permanently different dorm…~ I think about it sometimes.

EPEL: Really? Which dorms?

EPEL: I think I could see you fitting in Heartslabyul, since you’re pretty good at sticking to the rules. Riddle likes you a lot too, more than he likes Ace, at least.

ASHI: Oho? Tell me more, Eppy!

EPEL: Um… I think Scarabia could fit you too. You and Kalim are sort of one and the same, don’t you see it?

ASHI: I see whatchu mean!

EPEL: Yeah. I couldn’t ever see you in anything like Savanaclaw, Ignihyde, or Diasomnia, though.

EPEL: You don’t really have an athletic, competitive, or magic drive… Ignihyde is a whole can of worms.

EPEL: I don’t think you could stand a day in that dorm, with the dark, creepy skeletons everywhere.

ASHI: Waugh… Don’t remind me, Eppy!

EPEL: Not to mention, the housewarden. As soon as you see him in person, I think the Headmaster would have to get called over for medical issues—

ASHI: Hey hey! No need to out me like that…!

EPEL: Heh, sorry Ashi. Was I right, at least?

ASHI: Hmm… yeah! Not right on the nose, though.

ASHI: I think that if I were to be in a dorm… I’d pick Pomefiore.

EPEL: I didn’t really consider it, but I could see it now that you say it. The uniform would fit you, I think.

ASHI: Yeah! And we’d get to be twinsies!

ASHI: Ashi-Eppy, the Birthday swapped duo! 5/6 and 6/5! ☆

EPEL: Heheh. You’d definitely be a shine of sunlight in here. It would be fun to hang out with you at Pomefiore.

EPEL: But you don’t use makeup, don’t you? That’d be a sure-fire way to stand out.

ASHI: Yeah, that’s be the only downside…

ASHI: And the food, right?! It looks so… appetizer-core. Defo not up my alley, I couldn’t imagine…

ASHI: But Vil and Rook are cool! At least at Pomefiore, I know there’s people that can help accommodate me and make sure I’m happy and healthy!

ASHI: Maybe instead of a potato, I can became a French fry… Sounds kinda banger, don’t you think?

EPEL: You make a funny argument.

ASHI: Life at Ramshackle can get kinda stressful, you know! I love the ghosts and all, but it’s scary sometimes…

ASHI: Grimmy thinks it’s funny to prank me, and he’ll just graze over my legs as I’m sleeping, and it’s so freaky!

ASHI: Dunno, man… It’d be nice to see him get some karma and have to keep it all up-tight at Pomefiore.

ASHI: But I guess at the end of the day, the thing that I’m missing at my dorm is the constant hustle and bustle.

EPEL: People would kill for that, you know.

ASHI: Also true~.

ASHI: Well, there’s no silence you can’t fix with a simple hangout! I can always count on you to make Ramshackle a little more lively, right Eppy?

EPEL: That’s right! The Ashi— Eh… Eppy duo can reign at Ramshackle!

ASHI: Darn right, hahaha!

-

ASHI: D’aww, is it already the end of the interview…?

EPEL: Yep. It’s ‘round time for yer good-luck gift!

ASHI: Wow, hometown-Eppy makes a comeback?! That doesn’t sound good for me at all—!

EPEL: Trust me, yer gonna wanna brace yerself. ‘Cause I ain’t goin’ easy on ya, even if you are a girl!

ASHI: Oh boy… Guess I shouldn’t hold back either, huh?

ASHI: …Pfft! KK, bring it on!~

EPEL: Prepare yerself!

EPEL: Happy Birthday, Ashi!

-

CARD: UNLOCKED!

GROOVY: UNLOCKED!

[asordinaryppl]

A3! Backstage Story Translation - Tsumugi Tsukioka SSR: Sequel Performance Announcement From MANKAI Company ~ Winter Troupe ~ - Part 3

also proofread by myuntachis!

Azuma: This is amazing… This sacred and mysterious atmosphere makes me feel like an angel will actually appear.

Guy: Yes, it does feel like angels could descend at any moment.

Tsumugi: Also, when I see the stage like this, I can imagine myself acting on it with you all. It’s so exciting.

Tasuku: Yeah. I’ve been itching to act for a while now.

Hisoka: … That reminds me, look. I made a Winter Troupe marshmallow skewer.

Homare: I tried to imitate Hisoka-kun and made one as well.

Homare: As Hisoka-kun was making his as winter-themed as possible, I decided to spell out the word “WINTER”.

Izumi: Woah, they both look really good!

Guy: They’re easy to associate with the Winter Troupe.

Hisoka: Alice, give me your marshmallow skewer when we’re done filming.

Homare: But of course. That was my intention from the beginning.

Tasuku: Just don’t start eating mid-filming.

Hisoka: … … Okay.

Guy: You paused there.

Tasuku: Hey.

Tsumugi: Ahaha, stay strong, Hisoka-kun.

Izumi: Okay, we should start filming. How about you use the stairs?

Azuma: That sounds good. Let’s all sit and have the video taken like that.

Tsumugi: Are we good like this? Okay. Director, if you’d please.

Izumi: Got it. I’m starting in… 3, 2, 1—

-

Tsumugi: Hello, we’re MANKAI Company’s Winter Troupe. Our new performance will begin its run soon.

Tasuku: Our 11th performance is titled “Yearn for the Angel”.

Hisoka: It’s a sequel to our debut, “Sympathy for the Angel”.

Homare: This story depicts what happens to Michael after the ending… and how the angels have been spending their time since then.

Azuma: The play will still be enjoyable even if you haven’t watched the prequel, so you don’t have to worry about that.

Guy: The stage, costumes, as well as our acting, have all improved drastically. There are also plenty of key points to pay attention to, such as my and Yukishiro’s roles.

Homare: I do hope you’ll look forward to the appearance of these new characters, as well as the reappearance of the familiar ones.

-

Tasuku: I think you’ll gain a deeper understanding of the story, as well as its setting and characters.

Tsumugi: We hope you will come watch our new performance.

Guy: Streaming tickets are also on sale.

Azuma: You can check the overview for details.

Winter Troupe: We hope to see you all there.

Hisoka: … Nom.

-

Izumi: … And cut! Okay! Good work, everyone.

Tasuku: You ate it mid-filming after all.

Hisoka: I did the promotion just fine.

Izumi: The video came out well. It’s okay.

Azuma: Given that the Autumn Troupe released a promotional video, it seems our fans are expecting us to release one as well.

Homare: Yes, you must be right!

Tsumugi: I hope this performance will be enjoyable for them…

Tsumugi: As well as for people who have never watched one of MANKAI Company’s performances, and those who have never even heard of us.

Guy: Yes. I hope our performance will reach as many people as Spring, Summer and Autumn’s did before us.

-

Kureha: I’ve finished cleaning up here.

Café owner: Thank you. You can leave now.

Kureha: Okay. … Ah, I’m sorry, but could I borrow a seat for a while before I leave?

Kureha: I’ll be done quickly…

Café owner: Of course you can.

Kureha: Thank you so much.

Kureha: Okay…

Kureha: (I just got a notification for the Winter Troupe’s promo video…)

Tsumugi: “Hello, we’re MANKAI Company’s Winter Troupe. Our new performance will begin its run soon.”

Kureha: (Amazing… The stage is so well-done that it looks like an angel could descend at any moment…)

Guy: “The stage, costumes, as well as our acting, have all improved drastically. There are also plenty of key points to pay attention to, such as my and Yukishiro’s roles.”

Kureha: (There are lots of key points… Watching it once might not be enough. I’m really interested in what Guy-san’s role will be like…)

[Notification blip]

Kureha: (Oh, that’s BlooCha.)

momo has entered the chat momo: did you watch the winter troupe’s promo video!? Iv: here comes the manpany otaku w Kar: like clockwork lol shiki: i just watched it

Kureha: (I wonder what the setting for the Winter Troupe’s performance will be like… I can’t wait.)

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

[trashogram]

Alright, since we are invited to ask for those 😇 can we have a Kinktober with striptease and Greasy please

Kinktober Day Nineteen — Striptease

Warnings: F!Reader, Kidnapping, (Sorta Kinda) Unwilling Striptease, Sex with a Cartoon Weasel, Greasy is a Munch, Gratuitously Questionable Spanish

You drummed your fingers on the arm of your crummy chair and sighed for what must’ve been the tenth time. It wasn't hard to do anymore, after you’d found a way to move through your restraints. It was a way to pass the time, as well as keep your torrential thoughts of how worried your family likely was over your disappearance and how your sweetheart must be frantically searching for you, at bay.

You’d been held for ransom before, but those had been settled rather quickly compared to this one. Although, you supposed there was a marked difference between all of those and this kidnapping.

This kidnapper happened to be a toon.

A toon who, apart from ringing up your father one time to demand cash, had spent the past hour leering at you from his makeshift desk. At first it was disorienting, even a little frightening. Then it was discomforting, maybe strange.

Now it was downright annoying.

It felt like his eyes were literally crawling over your skin like bugs. Those inked pupils were still blown wide after all this time, hungrily roaming over the slinky (and very expensive) gown you'd been taken in. He looked at you with a more intense, practically smoldering version of the look he'd given your jewelry. Your bracelets and necklace of pearls, ripped away from you by the mustelid gangster before you yourself were stolen...

Just the thought of your shiny things made you huff, raising a glare at the fiend.

The toon bore his sharp yellow incisors at you in return, slouching in his seat until his glittering gaze was overshadowed by the brim of his fedora. He toyed with the switchblade that he'd waved around while pilfering you against your will, pricking his own finger with the tip over and over.

Prick.

Human or toon, all men did was think with their -

You stopped tapping, glare easing as a thought crossed your mind. It was unorthodox, not something to bring up at your typical ladies socials, but it just might work.

"Oh dear," You spoke for the first time in hours, adopting a sultry tone. "Is it getting hot in here?"

Hands tied, you couldn't fan yourself for emphasis, but your expression must've been suitably pathetic. Your captor seemed to perk up, long face fixing into less of a perverted ogle.

You pursed your lips, blowing an exaggerated puff of air as your chest heaved in behind rope.

"Maybe it's this dress. It's so heavy, especially when I’m covered in all this rope.” The suited weasel gaped at you as you batted your lashes. "Do you think that I could... that you could loosen them up a little so I could shed some layers, Mister?"

“Pretty please?”

Your assailant hopped out of his chair and rushed to untie you with a speed unparalleled by humans, startling you against the chair back. You blinked rapidly as the restraints gave way and you were yanked out of your seat, the toon staring up at you with anticipation.

The shock didn't quite ebb when you stepped out of your heels and toed them to one side. You reached up to the straps of your dress, deer-in-headlights expression firmly intact.

“Chu want some help wit’ that?” The weasel’s slimy voice coupled with his wandering hands trailing up your bodice.

His sharp claws snapped you out of your daze, and you slapped him away, only remembering your play when his lips peeled back as he growled at your icy treatment.

"Ahaha, hold on." You dipped your voice in honey, simpering at him as an apology. "I'm a big girl, you know! I can undress myself."

Your nervousness materialized in a mousy smile and skittish laugh, both falling like the pit in your stomach as he turned it back on you.

“Don’t worry, Bebi.” Greasy licked his lips, appraising you with his lickerish stare. “I can tell you’re alllll woman.”

Another laugh drained from you, though if one confused it for a noise of disgust, they wouldn't be too far off. The straps of your dress were forgone in favor of your frivolous gloves that you peeled off meticulously before your audience as you felt your proverbial tail tuck between your legs.

The pervert was glued to the spot as he watched, steadily huffing and puffing as you discarded one glove, then the other. You floundered briefly with your bare hands on display before chickening out again and slowly unraveling your updo. Pearlescent hairpins that Greasy had forgotten to pluck tumbled from your locks, but eventually your hair cascaded freely down your shoulders.

Your weight shifted from one foot to the other as he ignored the priceless accessories in favor of panting obscenely. It was as if the suggestion of your nudity stoked some raging fire inside of him, as you watched smoke beginning to whistle from under his hat.

Had things been different, you could've called the toon a very entertaining one-man show.

Greasy's chest billowed, his eyes grew to a comical size in his elastic skull, and he slobbered over himself like a starving wolf when you tentatively reached for the straps again. You ignored the way his attention make your insides twist and squirm, and dared not acknowledge the spike of arousal that struck you.

'Ronald never acts like this when I take my clothes off.'

A forlorn feeling tainted the mixture of disdain and desire inside your chest, eliciting a pout. You disconnected briefly, tugging off your dress and letting it pool at your feet as Greasy wasn't even there.

But it didn't last long as the thug at your side abandoned his instinctual antics to mess with his own zoot suit.

"No frowns, Bonita." He said, mistaking your expression. "We will both be underdressed!"

Greasy whipped fedora off, freeing his shock of oiled black hair and deviously long neck. His long claws tore at the verdant green suit jacket and pink tie he'd been sporting, undoing the starchy undershirt with a rip that sent buttons scattering.

“Oh!” Your eyes widened as the toon's pants dropped, revealing what he'd been hiding under that generous hike up to his chest.

It stood at attention, twitching when the weasel wrapped his hand around it and stroked. You followed the movement with your eyes, unable to look away in spite of how Greasy leered with delight at your reaction.

“Like what'chu see, jai?” He teased.

It took a covert swallow and steadying breath, and you remembering the haughty, proud woman you’d been at the start of all this, before you answered.

“N-no!”

‘Damn it.’

“I… I’m just wondering if you even know what to do with that thing!” You sniffed, nose turned up as a flourish.

Greasy didn’t argue. Instead, he chortled as he latched around your wrist and pulled you closer.

“I’ll remove all the doubts, Cariño.” He nodded along with his own words while swinging you out and around like his dance partner.

You exclaimed as you fell back onto that dowdy red chaise lounge, plumes of dust showering the air around you before Greasy followed you with an eager leap. He slunk his way up from your ankles, claws draped over your legs and skating over your skin, leaving behind goosebumps, as he made his way to the apex of your thighs.

"Wait a second!" You protested shrilly. "Th-that wasn't an i-invitation!"

A cry split from your lips as Greasy dropped over you and lathered your bare stomach with his rolling carpet for a tongue. A cry that quickly dissolved into a pitifully wanton moan as the toon indulged in tasting you, sliding your fancy panties down - also with his tongue.

The moaning came from deep down in your diaphragm, unstoppable despite your embarrassment, until you peeked out from behind the forearm thrown over your eyes.

His smug look and the mortifying smack of his lips were infuriating.

“Your boyfriend ever do this for you?” Greasy asked, staring at you from between your legs with hooded eyes.

You panted. “Don’t… talk about… him…”

Ronald wasn’t your boyfriend — yet. You’d had high hopes for him to propose going steady with you. The two of you had certainly done things, with your social circles being none the wiser, but making love didn’t need to be some filthy, primal, perverted —

“How are you doing that?!” You shrieked, stomach dropping in the most pleasant, adrenaline-spiking way as the toon’s tongue swirled around your clit.

He chuckled against your swollen folds, eliciting another cry from you at the vibrating sensation. Pleasure forced your hips up, grinding against his eager maw for more.

Of course, the son of a bitch decided that was a good time to pull away.

You whined. "Why'd you stop?!"

The weasel snickered, patting your outer thigh. "Cálmate, Lovely. Greasy never leaves a woman wanting.”

You rolled your eyes, lips thinning. 'Never leaves a woman wanting to meet him ever again, I bet.'

Your partner took himself in his hands again and gave your mound a playful smack with it abruptly, jolting you.

"Hey!"

"Get ready for me, Princesa." He brought the head to your shamefully soaked pussy, stroking tenderly against you. The warm, solid pulsing against your flesh caught your breath, making your head spin.

The pause before he breached you felt like an eternity. Your heart was hammering inside your chest, hands digging into the stupid cushions under your fidgeting torso.

"Well?!" You mouthed off. "Are you in ye-e-ET- !"

Your back arched off antique furniture as you stretched, walls fluttering helplessly around the cock that seemed to expand as it filled you. It tore a scream from the back of your throat, face contorted in disbelief at the unbelievable, impossible feeling.

“¡Estás apretado!” The toon groaned, hips abrading the fat of your thighs. “¡Aiee...!"

When he was deeply seated inside of you, the toon stilled. Then, in a bizarrely dramatic fashion, sank from his rigid posture and sighed through a lolling tongue and fluttering eyelids.

"Y muy mojada." Greasy swooned. "Could make my colors run wit’ that.”

Your reply was a series of overwhelmed squeaks as Greasy turned on a dime from being literally pussy drunk. He pounded into you — wildly, frantically, unhinged-ly — with every-word-for-desperately-there-was-thrusts that jerked you back and forth on the waxy cushions.

“Tu coño se siente tan bien…” He swore, raspy and airy and piping all at once.

You wanted to be offended over being treated so indelicately, at being ravished like some two-bit hussy -

He was an avaricious brute! Pounding into you as if you were his little plaything, pawing at your hips to keep you where he wanted you. leaving scratches and bruises on your previously soft, unmarred body. His eyes as round as dinner plates as he followed your breasts bouncing in front of him.

You diverted a moan from a particularly hard thrust by grabbing the weasel's hands and forcing them to cup your tits, scoffing weakly at the way his rhythm was thrown off.

"You m-might as well touch them if you're gonna stare like th-th-that - !"

Greasy was back to fucking into you before you could finish the sentence, grinning manically and giving your tits an overzealous squeeze that made you gasp.

"¡Sí, sí! You're right, hermosa!" He said. "¡Tus lolas necesitan ser acariciadas!"

You blushed, looking away.

There really was no escape from this with your dignity.

Greasy plucked at your nipples until you squealed, forcing you to look back at him when he buried his head between your breasts. The view of his face from this angle was ridiculous, like looking down the barrel of a gun. You snorted, lips nudging the shiny nose that prodded at you. It wasn't quite a kiss, but Greasy's eyebrows waggled as if you'd done something devious.

With another eye roll, you craned your neck and bestowed him with a proper kiss. His whiskers twitched, nose shivered, and you tensed at the hard press of his hips into you when he grabbed your head and brought you in for a full smooch. That overlong tongue shoved down your esophagus, gagging you until your eyes burned and blurred with tears.

"Que delicioso." Greasy groaned as he released you, heedless to your gasps for air as he pumped into you with renewed vigor. "How have I lived without you?!"

[maskyish]

Re:vale LIVE 2023 WINTER FESTIVAL!! - 1st Intermission Talk (Part 1)

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3

Please note: I am NOT a professional and my level of JP is very, very basic. I do this for practice and to share with other fans for fun. Please take my translations with a grain of salt as there may be mistakes. If you see any, please let me know and I can correct them. If anyone else has this card and wants to translate this at any time then please feel free to do so!

Re:vale: Happy New Year, everyone! 

Momo: I’m Momo! 

Yuki: And I’m Yuki! 

Momo: And together—! 

Yuki: We’re Re:vale! 

Audience: Kyaaaaa!!

Momo: Thank you for coming to the “Re:vale LIVE 2023 WINTER FESTIVAL!!” today!! 

Momo: I’m ultra happy to be able to start the New Year off by seeing everyone! Let’s all make it the best year ever together! 

Yuki: Our juniors have brought us through the spring, summer, and fall seasonal lives, so shall we tie it off? 

Yuki: We’ll have to make it a worthy live to finish on. Can you all get excited with us? 

Audience: Kyaaaaa!!

Momo: WHOA, so lively! It seems like you’re all ready to go! 

Momo: Then to start us off, let’s show off our outfits! 

Yuki: I’m sure everyone's curious about them, too.  

Momo: If that’s the case, then here’s Momo-chan reporting from the scene! 

Momo: Yuki-san, what are your thoughts on your new outfit? The word on the street is since it’s New Year's, it has a kimono design! 

Yuki: That’s right. I quite like the feel of the fur. And best of all, the cloth covers everything but the face, so it’s a good way to keep from the cold. 

Momo: Ahaha! I see! Then the new outfits are perfect against cold weather too! 

Yuki: Yeah. It’s also perfect for stuffing warmers in the clothing.

Momo: That’s…. Shhh! That’s something secretive! It’s embarrassing to sing with such a cool face while having body warmers stuck everywhere! 

Yuki: Then just scratch that. 

Momo: You’re posing as if we can cut it out (1), but isn't this a live broadcast– or rather, a live concert?! 

Yuki: ….. Momo, do you think I’m uncool with my warmers? 

Momo: Never! Even with warmers covering your whole body, or if you're curled up into a tiny ball in front of a heater, Yuki is the most handsome man in the entire world! 

Yuki: Fufu. It’s fine then. 

Yuki: Next up, please tell us the points of your outfit you recommend, Momo. 

Momo: Let’s seeee… I guess it’d be the mix of Japanese and Western clothing! 

Momo: It’s hakama-style (2), but there’s a fur jacket on the top, plus the belt and chain and stuff is super fashionable right? 

Momo: Although, it makes it a bit difficult to put on! 

Yuki: Oh yeah. It took you quite some time to take off the gloves. 

Momo: Exactly! During the fitting, I couldn’t even take them off by myself! 

Momo: We really pulled and struggled to help each other undress! 

Yuki: We had to get changed really quickly today so we had to get the staff to help us out.  

Momo: It would’ve taken us way longer if we did it on our own!

Momo: But also, isn’t this stage amazing? Re:vale finally built a castle! 

Yuki: It really is amazing.

Momo: So, this may be sudden, but here’s Momo-chan’s Quiz for Yuki! 

Yuki: That really was sudden. What is it? 

Momo: What’s my favorite thing about this stage? 

Yuki: For this stage…? 

Yuki: …. Isn’t it our castle? During our rehearsals, you looked really happy and took a lot of pictures. 

Yuki: You were happy like you were lord of the castle. 

Momo: You remembered me in so much detail, Yuki…. The points are through the roof…! 

Momo: But… not quite! 

Yuki: It's something else? 

Momo: Of course I like the castle too, but… I like the snow (3) the most! 

Yuki: Snow…? 

Momo: I’m so happy I get to start the year singing on a snow-covered stage with Yuki!

Yuki: Fufu…. What a cute thing to say.

Yuki: In that case, the next time we do an outdoor concert we'll have to have some peach blossoms planted. 

Yuki: Since I also want to sing on a peach-covered stage with Momo. (4) 

Momo: Yuki……! 

Yuki: Let’s have another live when the peach blossoms bloom. It should be a bit warmer than it is now. 

Momo: You have a point! But, it’s still cold…… So for now, let us warm you up with our songs!

Momo: Next up will be a song that will slowly warm your hearts.

Yuki: “t(w)o…”

~End of Part 1.~

TL Notes: 

This card has little chibi versions of the characters talking so their facial expressions and poses change, so during this part Chibi!Yuki is crossing his arms into an X, as if to say “Cut!” 

Hakama is a traditional type of Japanese clothing that is worn over kimonos. You can find out more information about them here. 

This is a play on words off of Yuki’s name since 雪 (yuki) means snow so there's a double meaning here.

Just like the previous note, this is a play on words off of Momo’s name now since 桃 (momo) means peach. The literal translation for this line would be something like “I also want to sing on a stage surrounded by Momo/peaches.” but I worded it to pair with Momo’s line before it so it would sound a little more natural while still keeping the double meaning. 

And thank you @hunieday for helping me reword some of the lines~

[landofzero-archive]

Your Yorishiro - Trouble talking 1

Writer: Kanata Haruka

Season: Winter

(Location: RhyLin Office (Conference Area))

Adonis: Sorry, Hakaze-senpai. Did I make you wait?

Kaoru: Nah, I just got here so don’t worry about it. Especially since I was the one who suddenly called you here, Adonis-kun.

Ah, would you like some tea? If you’re thirsty I can make you a cup of coffee or something.

Adonis: No, I’m fine. What did you want to talk to me about?

The matter was so important that Hakaze-senpai went out of your way to call me here. If I don’t hear about it soon, I’ll be restless.

Kaoru: Ahaha. You don’t have to be so nervous. Come on now, relax, relax♪

Well if you’re so interested in it, then let’s get straight to the point.

Adonis-kun, would you like to try being a talk show MC?

Adonis: …… The MC of a talk show? Me? This must be some kind of mistake, is it not?

Kaoru: Well, that’s how you would react. Let me tell you the details first.

There’s a program that I was offered, and it’s a talk show where two idols get together for a discussion.

Adonis: In that case, I think Hakaze-senpai should just accept the offer……

Kaoru: Yeah, well, I was thinking of just accepting it if nothing interfered, but the scheduled recording date for that program overlapped with something else I had scheduled.

As expected, I can’t change the schedule anymore. But I also want to avoid changing the recording date of the talk show as much as possible.

So I contacted them to decline the offer, but then they told me that if I had any ideas for a replacement to let them know.

Adonis: I see. So you made me your substitute……

However, Hakaze-senpai knows I’m not good at talking. I don’t think I could ever fill in for you.

Kaoru: I do know that you’re not good at talking, so I’m not going to force you.

But you’ve also appeared on lots of shows with us, so I feel like you’ve become more adjusted to it.

That’s why I think it’s worth taking the plunge and trying it out to get rid of your feelings of not being good at it.

Isn’t it a good idea to think of this as an opportunity for growth and to give it a try?

Adonis: I’m happy to have an opportunity to grow but…… is it alright to have this kind of mindset for it?

Kaoru: That’s alright. I asked in advance if it would be okay to even suggest kids who can’t talk well and they said yes.

So the rest is up to what you want to do. If you really don’t like it then I’ll tell them no, so what do you want to do?

Adonis: ………

…… I also thought that it was a problem that I always felt like I couldn’t talk well.

So if I have a chance to overcome that, then I would like to try it.

Kaoru: Alright, understood. Well then, I’ll tell the program staff my official answer.

Good luck, Adonis-kun♪

(Location: CosPro Office (Conference Area))

(On the other side. CosPro at the same time)

Nagisa: …… I see. So Ibara wants to find a substitute for that talk show.

Ibara: Indeed. At this time of year, Eve has jobs that cannot be taken away, so I had no choice but to decline the offer given to his Highness Hiyori.

They said it would be possible to get a substitute, so it’ll be either of us from Adam. I’d like to deal with it myself……

However, I’m finding it difficult to deal with it because I’m busy with various production operations. Which means……

Nagisa: …… Which means I’m the only candidate.

Ibara: But I’m very worried about whether it’s alright to send Your Excellency alone on a talk show that requires flexibility.

Nagisa: …… When I’m alone, you’re anxious all the same.

Ibara: No no, I have confidence in Your Excellency’s abilities.

If you’re fully prepared, you’re sure to achieve a comfortable victory on any battlefield. Ahaha♪

Nagisa: …… Conversely, wouldn’t this instance be a situation where sufficient preparation isn’t possible?

Ibara: …… Oh dear, I truly admire Your Excellency’s insight. That’s certainly true.

There are many elements in the conversation that are difficult to predict. For example, your conversation partner.

Most recently, I’ve heard that Rhythm Link would invite Hakaze-shi. However, they also seem to be having trouble adjusting their schedule.

There’s a possibility that they’ll have a substitute as well. In that case, it’s unknown who the other party will be.

Personally, I believe that Your Excellency can respond as you are without preparing a script……

Depending on who you’re talking to, there’s a possibility that they’ll attack you if you let your guard down, so it’s safer to have some measures in place.

However, in situations where you can’t discern the enemy, you can only make vague plans……

Nagisa: …… So you plan to decline the offer?

Ibara: I want to avoid refusing it as much as possible……

We are currently pursuing a strategy to promote Eden through various media.

That’s why I want to take on as many jobs as possible to let the world know about Eden’s existence.

Nagisa: …… If that’s the case, this program will also be a part of that, wouldn’t it?

…… If so, I’ll take care of it.

Ibara: What? But Your Excellency, is it really okay to do it alone?

Nagisa: …… I just have to do what I normally do with Ibara without Ibara. I think I can do it on my own.

Ibara: Of course, in a nutshell, that’s what it means. It’s hard for me to even show up at the recording site this time, you know?

Nagisa: …… I understand. Even still, this is work that Ibara believes is worth doing.

…… That’s why you said you wanted to avoid rejecting the offer as much as possible. Am I wrong?

Ibara: Yes, it’s as Your Excellency says.

Nagisa: …… In that case, you just need to wish me a few words. If you do that, I’ll do my best for Ibara too.

Ibara: …… Understood. Then, in this case, I’ll leave it to you, Your Excellency.

Well, thanks to Your Excellency’s powerful words, I was finally able to make a decision. Thank you very much.

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[wildflower-otome]

[Translation] Joker no Kuni no Alice - Always, Forever - Peter White Short Story (First Half)

Always, Forever - Joker no Kuni no Alice - Peter White Short Story (First Half) Source

‘Hm, let’s see.....’

It was April Season, during which, instead of time periods, it was the seasons that changed in rapid succession.  Just like the previous move, what had probably changed the most was this Forest.

To the Forest in which there should have been nothing, the Circus had come.

I went to see the man who led this Circus. In order to play a game.

‘Looks like.....it’s my victory.’

(Thank goodness)

Luckily, this time I had been the one to win. I was relieved at being able to get the result I had wanted.

‘So it would seem. I’m always losing to you. How vexing.’

‘.....Sure doesn’t seem that way though?’

Contradicting his words, an amused smile was plastered across Joker’s face. He didn’t seem to be the least bit annoyed.

‘Doesn’t it?’

‘It doesn’t.’

‘Fufu. Even though it really is vexing.’

(Liar)

 Joker was a liar. A liar clown.

I found him difficult to deal with. There was still too much distance between us to get along as friends.

And that distance didn’t seem likely to close anytime soon, but all the same.... like this, I still came to see Joker.

In order to change the season. Because it was necessary.

In order to change the season, I had to beat Joker in a game.

(However-)

I came here even outside of the times I wanted him to change the season.

In order to speak to Joker.

(That’s not true. I don’t enjoy talking to him)

.....Is it so I can go to that place?

(Although even if I were to go there, it’s not like there would be any point to it)

It would be pointless, and there would be nothing I could do.

Even though I knew that, I couldn’t help going. Despite knowing it would only make me feel gloomy.

‘What is it, something on your mind?’

Hearing him ask me, I returned to myself with a start. As I looked up, having started to look downwards before I realized it, Joker’s face was there, at a position our noses seemed about to touch.

‘!!?’

Surprised at how overly near to me he was, I shrank back, chair and all.

‘Wha!?’

H-He was way too close!

‘Ah, how mean. That reaction hurts a little.’

‘You’re hella unconvincing, laughing away like that.’

‘Is that so?’

‘Yeah. When you say that sort of thing, it's gotta have a lot more, ya know, atmosphere....’

‘A-Atmosphere.....Ahaha, what funny things you say, Joker.’

As I listened to Joker and the mask talk, I took several deep breaths in order to calm myself. Perhaps because he’d taken me by surprise, my heart was still pounding.

(H-He really startled me.....)

I’d been so surprised my earlier melancholy had completely blown away. All the same, I didn’t feel like being grateful to them at all.

The conversations between Joker and his mask. I had no idea if it was ventriloquism or something else. Rather than finding it amusing, it made me wary of him.

‘So then, Alice. Which season would you like me to change it to this time?’

‘Let’s see.....’

Joker asking the question, their conversation appearing to have come to an end for the time being, I thought for a moment, then answered with a season that was different to the one at the place I was residing at.

‘You really keep on wanting to change the seasons, don’t you? It’s not good to be so fickle, young lady.’

‘It’s not like that, not exactly.’

I just wanted to have fun.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, there were so many things I wanted to enjoy. Things different from the usual.

All kind of seasons, together with that person.

‘.....I’ve done what I came for, so I’ll be going now.’

Wanting to return as quickly as possible, I forcefully brought the conversation to an end. Joker and the mask, their moods seemingly undisturbed (although the mask doesn’t have a facial expression so it was hard to tell) saw me off, grinning broadly.

‘See you again, Alice. Do come again when you want to change the season.’

‘Make sure you come and see the next Circus.’

(The Circus, huh.....)

As I took a momentary glance at them, I could see the troupe members practicing their skills.

Large-scale tricks and wondrous arts. The Joker’s Circus was dazzling, no matter how many times I came to see it.

Each time it was held, the program and performances were different, always full of innovative ideas, an extremely enjoyable experience. Those who saw it became as lively as children.

(Still, there’s a place that’s more fun than the circus.)

A fun and important place.

The place where the people important to me were. The place..... I returned home to.

It wasn’t here.

(I need to hurry and get back)

+++

After walking for a while, my place of residence..... Heart Castle, came into view.

(I don’t dislike spring either but.....)

I enjoyed Easter and going on flower viewing picnics. Tea parties held in the midst of spring flowers had a different kind of elegance than usual. Brilliant and warm, comfortable for everyday living, a good season.

However, there were many things one couldn’t do or see unless it was a different season.

(Since I went to all that effort to change the season, I wonder if I should try inviting him out.....)

When it was April Season, the face of the person who I had suddenly become closer to came to my mind. I was sure that he would say yes.

Like he always did. With a smile.

‘You two..... Coming out from a place like that again!’

‘Oh? Haha, what a coincidence, Majesty. What are you doing in a place like this?’

‘Ah, I do not care at all what her Majesty is doing here. More importantly, Alice! Where is Alice!?’

‘Ah.....those beautiful flowers.....’

‘I do not care about flowers! Alice is much more important than those masses of germs!’

As I walked along thinking about what we might do on the outing, I heard familiar voices.

It would seem all three of them (as well as the King, incidentally) were here at just the right time.

(.....Seeing them like this kind of gives me dejavu)

I gave a wry smile at the scene off in the distance.

Appearing from a path that wasn’t a path, the two had made a mess of the flowers. Just like last time, Vivaldi had gotten angry at them.

But it appeared the Queen was even more furious than she had been the previous time.

‘.....You over there. Cut off their heads.’

‘Huh!? That’s-.....’

‘Ah~ I finally made it to the Castle. It sure was a long journey this time round. Ah, Majesty, could I drink this tea?’

‘Alice! Where are you-!?’

A Queen handing down a dangerous order. A Rabbit and Knight unbothered by their superior’s wrath.

(Still the same commotion as always, no matter what season it is, huh)

Though I didn’t realise it, a smile had crept unbidden onto my face.

Unchanging despite the change of seasons.

Peter was here, Vivaldi was here, and so was Ace. (And the King too, I suppose)

Lively and warm.....an important place to me.

‘Did you not hear our order?’

‘Y-Yes. Of course, your orders are absolute.....’

‘If that’s the case, cut off the heads of these fools this instant!’

Having been threatened by Vivaldi, the soldiers nervously faced down Ace and Peter.

‘Hm? What’s this? You want to train here? I don’t mind, but I’m tired right now so I won’t be able to hold back, you know?’

‘I am already irritated enough from getting germs, please do not irritate me even further.’

‘Eek-.....’

‘-Guh.....-‘

(.....Although, they are a bit violent.) It would appear that whether it was the time period or season that was changing, that alone remained the same.

‘Even though I was telling you to cut off their heads as soon as possible.....How on earth do you plan on doing that if you’re the ones going down first..... Ah, how aggravating.’

‘Hahaha, Majesty, do you seem kind of annoyed? Stress is bad for the skin. You’ll get wrinkles you know?’

‘Irritated or not, she is probably already at the turning point when it comes to skin condition..... More importantly, Alice! I’ve gone to all this effort to finish up with work, and yet she is nowhere to be found-.....’

Having defeated the soldiers in one strike (unusually for him, he had left them alive), Ace was making roundabout and cryptic digs.

And while joining in with his own remarks, Peter lamented while seeming truly sorrowful from the bottom of his heart.

It was that woebegone-looking Peter that Ace pleasantly began to pick a fight with.

‘Maybe she left because she didn’t want to see you, Peter? Recently you’ve been more annoy-.....no, far more clingy with Alice than usual.’

‘.....It is you that is getting too close to Alice. Could you please stay far away from my beloved? She’ll get your germs.’

‘Aw, that’s not very nice of you, Peter. I haven’t got any type of germs that will transfer just from getting close to someone you know?’

‘Are not you yourself a mass of germs? Ah, how filthy.’

‘Hahaha, well, guess I might be dirty compared to a germophobic Rabbit.....’

‘Even without comparing yourself to me, you are absolutely covered in germs. Since you are so dirty, would you mind not getting any closer?’

‘Hahaha. So the animal says.....’

A pleasantly laughing Knight and a coldly intimidating Rabbit. The atmosphere around them was so dangerously chilly it may as well have been winter there.

‘Feh! We do not care who it is, somebody just cut off their heads!’

‘Hey, calm down Vivaldi....’

It would appear that Vivaldi’s anger was no closer to subsiding. The King was doing his best to placate her.

However, neither Peter nor Ace seemed to care. They continued on with their own exchange.

‘Ah, or perhaps I shall make it so you can’t get any closer? I could shoot through your legs and maybe open up a hole in your head for ventilation while I’m at it.’

‘Hahaha, can’t say I like the sounds of that, Peter. Even I would die if you did that.’

(.....Well, maybe more than just “a bit” violent)

An extremely perilous and lively place. From another’s point of view, it would not at all appear to be a place suitable for living.

But for me, it was a place that felt awfully comfortable to be.

Suddenly, my gaze met that of the person in the middle of the commotion. As I waved my hand a little as if to say, ‘I’m back’, a smile spread across their entire face.

A smile that looked so elated, it made me happy too just seeing it.

They turned towards me. Throwing aside everything they had just been doing.

They headed towards me in a straight line. No matter when, without fail.

Single-mindedly. But, in a way that gave me a feeling of feverish sweetness.

Always, at any time.

[aeoki]

Sweet Sweet Hunger - Chapter 1

Location: Seisou Hall Common Room Characters: Mitsuru, Nagisa & Niki Season: Autumn Writer: Mai Nishioka

TL Note:

Wagashi is traditional Japanese sweets that have red bean paste and are often served with green tea. 

This is a method used to cut daifuku (rice cake stuffed with fruits or paste). You can view this video (link here) for a better idea how it’s done.

Amanatto/candied natto are beans covered in sugar syrup. Its name is derived from natto (Japanese fermented soybeans) as they look similar.

Momotarou (often translated as Peach Boy) is a traditional Japanese folktale and talks about a boy who is born from a giant peach and goes on a journey to defeat the demons marauding the land he lives in. He befriends three animals along the way by giving them food.

Niki: *Munch munch…*

! Mmm! This cake is absolutely delicious~♪

Let’s see… The sponge cake is fluffy and just melts in my mouth. It’s also been soaked in a Western liquor and it brings out the flavour of the fruits… There.

Alright, next! I’ve been eating cake after cake so maybe I’ll have some wagashi[1] next.

Eeny meeny miny moe~... alright. I choose you~♪

Oho? I’m supposed to cut this strawberry daifuku with a string[2], right?

I see… I can cut it without destroying the fruit inside and it makes a pretty cross-section too.

This earns more points~ Visuals are important when it comes to food. Only the best chefs are picky about plating.

Alright, time for a bite… *Munch, munch*

! Is this really rice cake?

It’s delicious and melts in the mouth right away…♪ The red bean paste is light and smooth. It's as if I took a bite of a celestial maiden’s robe!

I need to note this down… 

What should I pick next?

Mitsuru: *Sniff sniff* I can smell something nice over there~ It’s calling me over…♪

Niki: Ahh–

Mitsuru: Ah! Shiina-senpai’s eating a mountain of desserts!

Niki: Hmm? *Munch munch… gulp* Oh, Tenma-kun. What’re you doing here?

Mitsuru: I smelled something good after coming down to the first floor and ended up here after following the scent, y’know!

Niki: Huh? Smell? You’ve got the nose of a dog, Tenma-kun~ You might make a good chef if you’ve got such a keen nose.

Mitsuru: What~? No, I prefer eating, y’know! So I’d rather be an eating specialist!

Shiina-senpai, you’re so lucky~! You’ve got so many desserts in front of you. That’s something I’d be seeing in my dreams, y’know? *Drool* ♪

Niki: Oh. Do you wanna join me? I’ve finished tasting the ones over there, so you’re free to have them.

Mitsuru: Oh, are you sure!? I wanna eat them!

…Hm? But what do you mean by taste? Why’re you doing something like that? It’s a waste to just taste it and not finish them, y’know?

Niki: No no! I wouldn’t do something like that! I would’ve still taken responsibility to eat them all even if you didn’t come along, Tenma-kun.

I was just trying not to fill myself up too quickly. This is my little tasting event that’s both beneficial to me and also something I enjoy doing.

Mitsuru: Tasting event?

Niki: Yup. I have a blog where I post food and dessert reviews and I’ve been getting a lot of views recently~

I figured I should post more often, so I decided to hold a tasting event where I taste everything all at once.

Mitsuru: Oh! I know about that! Your blog is called “Hearty Appetite All Year Round”, right?

I’ve read it too~! All the food you recommend looks delicious, so it’s so much fun reading it, y’know? ♪

Niki: Ohh~ You’ve read my blog? I’m flattered ♪

Well, anyway, that’s why I’m trying out all these desserts. I’ve prepared a lot, so you’re welcome to eat them once I’ve finished tasting them.

I’ve been thinking recently that it’s pretty nice to share and eat them with someone else.

Mitsuru: Yaaaay ♪ Thanks a bunch, Shiina-senpai!

Niki: Don’t mention it. I’m an adult now too~ I have no issues sharing my food.

I’ve been feeling less stressed mentally and stomach-wise now that my food expenses are balanced. So this is what it means to become an adult, huh…

Mitsuru: Ahaha, you’re so weird~ I don’t understand what you’re saying, Shiina-senpai!

Alrighty, I’m gonna try this one ♪ *Munch munch*

Mmm~!? What the–!? I’ve never had anything so good! It’s fluffy and tastes expensive, y’know~!

Niki: Right~? But these madeleines weren’t actually that expensive.

Madeleines were originally pretty well-known amongst the locals here, but its popularity suddenly skyrocketed throughout the entire country last night.

Mitsuru: Really~? If they’re cheap, I’d love to have heaps more, y’know!

Hm? Hey, Shiina-senpai. What’s that? Candied natto[3]?

Niki: Oh, good eye, Tenma-kun~! Didn’t think that would catch your eye.

This is something that’s only available over the counter and on their online store~

They’re almonds that are coated with coffee and fresh cream.

Mitsuru: Hmm? Coffee? I don’t think I like bitter stuff.

Niki: It’s not bitter at all~ There’s not much of a coffee flavour to it…

There’s a slight bitterness and it goes perfectly with the sweetness. You won’t be able to stop once you try one~!

Mitsuru: Now I’m starting to get excited, y’know! I’ll give it a try~!

Nagisa: …You two look like you’re enjoying yourselves. Having a little dessert party?

Niki: Oh, Ran-kun. Hey, there.

I’m trying out a whole bunch of different desserts for my food blog.

Tenma-kun came along since he smelled them and now we’re eating them together.

Mitsuru: Yeah! I’ve become buddies with Shiina-senpai and we’re eating desserts together, y’know!

Nagisa: …Hehe. Seeing you befriend each other over food is just like the scene from the Momotarou[4] story. 

…Your food blog is pretty popular, Niki-kun. Ibara has told me he reads it.

Niki: Wow, the Vice President reads my blog? That’s a surprise~ I didn’t think he’d be interested in food.

Nagisa: …Yeah. I don’t think he reads it as a hobby but rather, he uses it as reference when purchasing gifts for others.

Niki: Oh, that makes sense. Come to think of it, I’ve got a lot of comments that say something similar.

Nagisa: …Hmm. You’re having a tasting event? There are so many desserts in front of you.

…Hm? You have so many but you don’t have “tiantian” that’s trending right now?

Niki: “T–Tiantian”...?

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Timbres of Heaven - Prologue

Characters: Yuuta, Nagisa, Kaoru

Translator: Mika Enstars

JP Proofreader: ksts

EN Proofreader: ixcarus

"(And I was a little proud of the fact I'd never had to take off work due to poor health, too…)"

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Season: Spring

Location: Starmony Dorms (Kaoru, Yuuta, Nagisa's Room)

Yuuta: (Ugh, gosh~, I’m so disappointed…)

(And I was a little proud of the fact I'd never had to take off work due to poor health, too…)

(And now I have. And at such an important time, too…)

(I’ve always gotten plenty of solo work, but since the turn of the fiscal year, it’s been slowly declining.)

(The reason is simple. Everyone’s still getting used to my new look—)

(And with the turn of the new fiscal year, it’s a fresh start for every idol, so everyone’s enthusiastically at work.)

(The general public always prefers the new and popular.)

(I know there’s nothing I can do about it. It’s just how the world is.)

(Even my image change was done with that in mind.)

(But, even so, I still have to fight if I want to make progress—)

(No, now that I’ve put my mind to it, I have no choice but to fight and progress.)

(That’s why I’ve been taking on every job I’ve been asked to do, without being picky, but…)

(As a consequence, I ended up in this miserable condition.)

(The doctor said I’d be able to return to work in a couple days, but I really hate that I have to rest…)

(My schedule had to be rearranged, and I lost out on some of my work in the process. It feels terrible.)

(I have to not let myself be called “the less successful one of 2wink”…)

(And to do that, it’s absolutely required of me to take each and every job seriously, and accumulate my achievements as “Aoi Yuuta”. Yet…)

Sigh, this is the worst…

Nagisa: …Hm?

…What’s wrong, Yuuta-kun? Are you feeling unwell?

Yuuta: Huh?

Oh, I was just talking to myself. Don’t worry.

Nagisa: …I see. Don’t push yourself too hard. You’re sickly.

Yuuta: To call me sickly is an exaggeration~. I’m just a little under the weather, that’s all.

Nagisa: …Don’t take this so lightly. Fatigue is the root cause of all illnesses, an SOS from the body itself. If left neglected, it can lead to injury or illness.

…Take care of yourself, Yuuta-kun.

Yuuta: ‘Kaaay. …Um, I can see that you’re taking care of me, but aren’t you busy, Ran-senpai?

You really don’t have work or anything to do? Seriously, you don’t have to worry about me, alright?

Nagisa: …No worries. I have work to attend to in the evening, but I am free until then.

…I am doing this because I want to, so don’t worry.

…How nostalgic. Back when I was living at Hiyori-kun’s house, I had fallen unwell once. Hiyori-kun took care of me, just like this.

…There was little conversation though, as I did not even know as much as my abcs. But, just having him at my side kept me at ease.

…As the one always being taken care of, and with little to do, this is a change of pace for me.

…If there’s anything you’d like me to do for you, just let me know, Yuuta-kun.

Yuuta: Ahaha, just your sentiments are enough for me, okay~? I’m hesitant to burden you, Ran-senpai.

Kaoru: Hey~! Yuuta-kun, you alive~?

Oh, Ran-kun’s here too? Heya~♪

Nagisa: …Heya. Welcome back, Kaoru-kun.

Kaoru: Glad to be back. I finished my meeting early, so I headed back.

Do you like apples, Yuuta-kun?

Yuuta: Yeah. As long as they’re not too sweet.

Kaoru: Got it! Can’t know how sweet they are until we try them, but I’ll peel some for you since I’ve bought them. Making bunny apples for the sick is a classic!

Nagisa: …Bunny apples?

Kaoru: You don’t know about them? First you do this, then do this… Then you make a cut here…

And there you have it~. Here you go, Yuuta-kun.

Yuuta: You didn't need to go through the trouble! Thanks for the food, *chew chew*…

Kaoru: So? Is it to your liking?

Yuuta: …Yup! It’s not too sweet, and has a nice taste.

Kaoru: I’m glad~! I’ll get the rest peeled for you to eat whenever you’re hungry, ‘kay?

Nagisa: …So these are bunny apples, huh?

…There’s a saying that an apple a day keeps the doctor away. But how come they’re made into a shape like this?

(I really wish I could’ve taken on today’s job…)

Kaoru: Hm~, not sure, really. Maybe to make them appealing to children…?

Who knows the reason, but back when I was little, my family would always peel me apples when I was sick in bed.

Nagisa: …I see. So bunny apples are like a symbol of sincerity.

Kaoru: Maybe so~. Here, Ran-kun, one for you too.

Nagisa: …But I’m healthy?

Kaoru: It’s fiiine! Yuuta-kun can’t eat all this by himself, so I’m sharing a portion of sincerity with you.

Nagisa: …In that case, I’ll accept it.

…

Yuuta: What’s wrong, Ran-senpai? You’re staring at the apple.

Nagisa: …I’m observing it. This is my first time seeing such a thing. It would be a waste to eat it right away.

…Have you eaten bunny apples before, Yuuta-kun?

Yuuta: I know of them from things like manga and other media, but never eaten them~. My father isn’t the type of person to do anything like that.

As for Aniki, we used to always catch our colds at the same time. So we’d both be out of service.

Kaoru: How about I teach you both how to make bunny apples, then?

I bet it’s tough for you to rest. It’d make for a good way to kill time, wouldn’t it?

Yuuta: Is that really okay? Thank you so much!

Yuuta: (I’d rather not, but… it’d be rude to say no, and would only make them worry more.)

(It might come in handy someday though, so I’ll pay attention to the lesson.)

(Anyhow. “Killing time”, huh… I would have been heading over to the photo studio by now, if it weren’t for me getting sick.)

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Sunflower Live - Chapter 8

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Beach

Makoto: ……

Makoto: (Hmm〜 T-shirts, towels and summer caps. What kind of handmade items would go with those?)

Makoto: (Accessories made out of seashells… are a little too predictable, I guess. Although, it’s not like we need to do something totally unexpected, so predictable might also be good.)

Makoto: (…Hm? I hear approaching footsteps. Did one of the guys come back already?)

Makoto: What’s up? As you can see I’m still looking up--

Izumi: Found you, Yuu-kuuun!

Makoto: Gah! Izumi-san!? Huh? Huh!? What are you doing here〜!?

Izumi: Ufufu. I looked for you at park, but I was so disappointed when I couldn’t find you.

Izumi: I never expected to find you here at the beach, so that’s what they call a happy accident♪

Makoto: A-At the park? …Oh, right. I had a phone conversation yesterday saying we’d meet up at the park today, but does that mean you were eavesdropping, Izumi-san?

Izumi: You make it sound so nefarious. When you picked up the phone, I only strained my ears to try and discover who you were talking to and what you were talking about.

Makoto: Yeah, that’s what one would call eavesdropping, actually!

Makoto: Hmm〜 But why did you come to the beach? It doesn’t seem like you somehow found out where I was and came looking for me, right?

Izumi: I didn’t. We’re at the beach because we have a Knights portrait photoshoot today.

Izumi: I looked for you until the very last second, and I couldn’t even find you. On top of that, the beach requires me to take a lot of care to protect myself from sunburn, so I was really dragging my feet.

Izumi: But now I’ve found you, I feel much more motivated.

Izumi: Yuu-kun, if you’re here on your own anyway, you can join me for the photoshoot♪

Makoto: Wait a minute! I can’t be in a photoshoot that’s supposed to be about Knights’ portraits!

Makoto: Hm? If it’s for Knights, does that mean there are others with you as well?

Ritsu: Yes, there is〜♪

Makoto: Whaah!? Wh-Why did you just blow on my neck? That gave me the heebie-jeebies…!

Ritsu: Nevermind that. Where’s Maa-kun? If Trickstar is here, Maa-kun should be with you, right?

Makoto: Yeah, Isara-kun left with Akehoshi-kun to go think of some ideas for merch we can make together and maybe find some materials for it as well.

Ritsu: Hmm〜? Ah, there he is. Secchan, I’m gonna go over to Maa-kun for a bit.

Izumi: Yeah, yeah, go ahead.

Izumi: Yuu-kun, it looks like we’re finally alone…♪

Makoto: Don’t say creepy stuff like that! Where are the rest of Knights’ members, anyway? I don’t think you should all be running around on your own if you’ve got a photoshoot!

Izumi: Don’t worry. It might be a “Knights portrait”, but we’re all having our photos taken individually first.

Izumi: Naru-kun and Kasa-kun are having their pictures taken right now, so Kuma-kun and I are allowed to roam for a bit.

Izumi: Yuu-kun, can I sit next to you? Excuse me〜♪

Makoto: Hey! You just sat down without waiting for a reply! Jeez, fine. I guess I’ll just have to move instead.

Izumi: Huh? Where are you going? The sea is a dangerous place, so your onii-chan will go with you♪

Makoto: You’re probably more dangerous than the sea is… You’re here for a photoshoot, so I don’t think you should be getting a tan. You can have my spot, so just sit and wait here until it’s your turn.

Izumi: Ufufu, are you worried about me? Your onii-chan is very happy to have such a kind little brother♪

Izumi: But I’ve properly protected myself from the sun, so it’s no problem.

Izumi: Sitting under a parasol and gazing at the sea is pretty romantic, but running through the surf together will make it feel like we’re on a date, so that’s even better!

Izumi: Yuu-kun, let’s chase each other…♪

Makoto: I told you, don’t say creepy stuff like that! Stop chasing me! Help, call the police～!

Mao: Ahaha, it looks like they’re having fun over there, too. But what is Knights doing here, anyway?

Mao: …Whoa!?

Ritsu: Maa-kun♪

Mao: Don’t just throw your arms around me! I’m all sweaty, so my skin feels gross and sticky.

Mao: Are you okay, walking around like this in the middle of the day? The sun is pretty bright, so you should probably stay in the shade of a parasol.

Ritsu: No, the sun is so bright that I really regret coming here… Maa-kun, carry me to some place shady.

Mao: Jeez, don’t start like that again… Though, if I leave you here and it has ramifications on your health, you’ll be impossible to wake up next time. I guess I have no choice but to carry you.

Ritsu: Yup. You’re you, so I knew that even if you complain at first, you’ll always pamper me in the end.

Ritsu: Ah～ So nice and comfy. Oh, and I’m thirsty, so can you stop by a vending machine and buy me a drink? A carbonated one that fizzes nicely, okay?

Mao: I’m not your maid, you know… Sheesh. Just this once, okay? I’m not gonna pamper you like this tomorrow.

Ritsu: You always say that, but in the end you can’t help but spoil me～ You’re such a pushover. But that’s just another side of you that I love♪

Mao: Yeah, yeah. I’m actually thirsty too, so I’ll go grab a drink for myself as well.

Mao: I’l buy drinks for you guys too. Sorry to leave you like this, but could you continue thinking of ideas with just the two of you for a while?

Subaru: Yeah, leave it to us! Anzu, let’s see which one of us can find lots of sparkly things quicker…☆

Subaru: Huh, Daikichi wants to go with you? Now I think of it, he walked after you when you came over, too… He’s really taken a liking to you, huh.

Subaru: As his owner, it makes me a little sad, but I’m also happy that even my timid Daikichi likes you, Anzu.

Subaru: Alright! Daikichi, I’ll race you, too! And I’m not gonna lose! Ahahahahaha…☆

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Raychell and Kohara Riko pick a song from RAISE A SUILEN’s 2nd album “SAVAGE” for each member! [2024/06/12]

― […] How about you two pick a song that fits each member’s image from this album? We would like for you to use your personal views on the cast, ignoring the context of the game’s stories. Think about a song that makes you go “Ah, this reminds me of this person!”. Starting off with Tsumugi-san!

Raychell: A song with Tsumugi-san’s image… Have you picked, Riko-chan?

Kohara: It can only be “BATTLE CRY”! I mean, the lyrics of this song literally say “I am the one and only CHU²-sama★”! This is the CHU² song.

Raychell: That’s true. I thought of “V.I.P MONSTER”. The song’s lyrics and melody feels like a party. This song has that fun, exciting spirit to it that fits her personality very well. Ah, and she often says things like the “Pon pon” like in the interlude. (Laugh)

― So that’s how Tsumugi-san is backstage (Laugh). Moving on, what about Kurachi-san?

Kohara: This has to be that song! Let’s go together, Raychell-san! 3, 2, 1- 

Raychell & Kohara: “THE WAY OF LIFE”!

Kohara: Am I right? I mean, this is the unique song in the album where Reo-chan sings!

Raychell: Yes! She really fits “TWIN TALE” that isn’t on this album too. Next up is Natsume, right? A Natsume song… Maybe “Repaint”?

Kohara: This one is kind of hard… Ah, I know! I thought “-N-E-M-E-S-I-S-” could fit her well and I think it’s for the same reason you picked “Repaint”, Raychell-san. Because… the drum part looks super hard! (Laugh)

Raychell: Ahaha~!

Kohara: I have the feeling that this song really pushes the drums on the shows. Though, I suppose “Repaint” makes her move around a lot too.

Raychell: You see, back in February of 2022, when we had the “RAISE A SUILEN SPECIAL LIVE “Repaint”” alongside Fear, and Loathing in Las Vegas-san, we were going to showcase this song so we practiced it a lot and she had a lot of trouble! Every time I listen to this song, I’m reminded of that image of her playing the drums for her dear life! 

― A song that has blood, sweat and tears ingrained into it, huh. And now, the long-awaited Kohara-san song…!

Raychell: Kohara-san has to be “Blazing Bonfire”. She’s someone who is very sunny, always laughing out loud, and has a personality similar to fireworks, exactly like “Blazing Bonfire”. I think out of us 5, she’s the most eccentric person. 

― Oh, is that so? I thought that position was taken by Tsumugi-san!

Kohara: Hey, don’t start saying “Is that so-?”~! I’m trying to sell myself as a graceful lady over here! Don’t change people’s image of me~!! (Pointing at Raychell)

Raychell: Don’t point at people! (Laugh). Ah, “EXIST” fits too, I suppose.

Kohara: “EXIST” was the song I thought of first! This song has that pent-up resentment in the lyrics that I can really relate to… in my life. It’s a song about life.

Raychell: Let’s say the ratio is 40% “Blazing Bonfire” and 60% “EXIST”.

Kohara: That’s right (Laugh). I have your song already. It’s “mind of Prominence”!

Raychell: Ah~. I thought the same (Laugh).

Kohara: I have a simple reason. The first line of this song goes like “Free from these chains, mind of Prominence”. When Raychell-san sings this live, I noticed that she works really hard not to stutter (Laugh). Actually, when we’re rehearsing, she does stutter sometimes.

Raychell: Have I been discovered? (Laugh)

Kohara: I know that you mumble the lyrics to not get caught! That’s why, I’ll always be playing my guitar listening to you in secret, thinking “Will she stutter today? Will she not~? Hmm~ She stuttered!”

Raychell: Listen, anime songs have some really unique lyrics and the tempo is also quick! It’s difficult! What should I do to sing the “Free from these chains” line smoothly now…? Ah, I know. I’ll look directly at you, Riko-chan! (Laugh) 

All: (Laugh)

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Translation by @mightybee113

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"Love during Cleaning Time"

▪︎ Gilbert von Obsidian

This is a fan translation so please don't expect it to be 100% accurate. Creative liberties have been taken. All content belongs to Cybird. Reblogs are appreciated. Hope you enjoy!

~chapter 3

Thank you for your letter, Michael. I’m glad to hear you’re doing well in Rhodolite.

Regarding the matter you mentioned in your letter, I looked into it afterwards.

Recently, it seems there is a collector in Rhodolite who specializes in buying books.

Looks like the collector is willing to buy rare books at any price--like the impoverished frantically searching for treasures, aiming for a chance to strike it rich.

I thought Rhodolite was a safe place but there are troubled people in every country.

Akatsuki’s bookstore has a limited selection of books. He’s not famous, but the books he handles are mostly rare and highly valuable, making them coveted treasures for collectors.

Oh, I can’t sleep at night thinking about what would happen if something happened to the little rabbit.

Michael, you’ve already figured out the person behind the ‘gaze’, haven’t you?

I wonder what would happen if you use the knowledge to meet with the collector.

And then, invite him to Obsidian’s black market.

--I heard there are a lot of rare books of historical value over there.

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Gilbert: Hmm, it’s quite exciting to go on a trip for the first time in a while, don’t you think?

Roderic: ..My head hurts.

Gilbert: Ahaha, pull yourself together. You said it yourself, didn’t you?

Gilbert: The thief must be finished off.

Roderic: I can handle it by myself.

Roderic: There’s no need for you to go to the suburbs, Prince Gilbert.

Gilbert: Heehee, but I’ve always wanted to see the black market.

Roderic: What would happen if your doctor finds out?

Gilbert: Ahaha, why should Walter restrict my actions?

Gilbert: Even so, the black market is really fun.

Roderic: ……..

A man escaping: Run! It’s the army!

A woman fleeing: Why is the national army here?! No, I don’t want to die!

A man holding a lot of books: No, I came here without knowing a thing! Why should I be detained by the military—ahhh!

Gilbert: Ahaha, what a big catch. How funny.

Roderic: …..Is this okay?

Roderic: Although illegal, the black market is sustained through political dealings.

Roderic: The collapse of the black market will enrage some of the nobles.

Gilbert: That’s why I came here.

Gilbert: You know why they call me the ‘worldwide disaster’, right?

Roderic: …Of course.

Gilbert: Resentment of the nobles? Ahaha, I’m not kind enough to let them hold onto something like that.

He scatters the books all over the place and tramples on the man who falls miserably to the ground.

His cane digs into the man’s skin, and even though the cries of agony fill the air, he doesn’t seem to care.

Gilbert: These filthy people have no qualms about hurting others for their own desires.

Gilbert: As long as they get what they want, they don’t care if innocent people get hurt in the process.

Gilbert: The world is filled with ‘unconscious malice’.

Gilbert: Therefore, I have no choice but to be overprotective.

Gilbert: If the most beautiful thing in the world was to be harmed by such a small, inconsequential item….

Gilbert: It makes you want to destroy the world right now, doesn’t it?

Roderic: Prince Gilbert….

Gilbert: Heehee…..Roderic, please take over from here.

Gilbert: Oh, also…

Gilbert: Can you please not tell Michael how cruel I was….?

(present day)

Emma: ….It’s true. At some point, I stopped feeling those eyes on me.

Emma: I had brushed it aside as my imagination and forgot all about it.

Gilbert: Heehee, that’s alright.

Gilbert: I’m glad nothing happened to you.

(I had no idea. Behind the peaceful everyday life I thought I had, there was the goodwill of a villain.)

Gilbert took the document from my hand and traced the words with his fingers, as if in nostalgia.

Gilbert: I’ve been scared ever since.

Gilbert: Akatsuki had said it was fine, but it clearly didn’t turn out to be so.

Gilbert: There a lot of dangerous things around you, anything could happen at any time.

Gilbert: When I thought about that, I couldn’t help but worry… and in the end, I did it.

(Michael continued to come to the store even after that.)

(I told him a lot of things without realising who he was reporting to.)

Gilbert: I’m sorry, okay?

Emma: Why are you apologizing? You were only protecting me…..

Emma: In fact, I should be thanking….

He placed his index finger gently on my lips.

Gilbert: Don’t do it, little rabbit.

 Gilbert: You’ve been under constant surveillance. The royal family of the enemy nation that did so many terrible things to Rhodolite….no…

Gilbert: By a stranger all this time..

Emma: ….

Gilbert: Little rabbit, do you know what the most troublesome evil in the world is?

I shook my head and Gilbert slid his hand to my cheeks from my lips.

Gilbert: It’s ‘goodwill’.

Emma: It’s evil even though it’s done with good intentions?

Gilbert: That’s right. Goodwill, when turned inside out, is unconscious malice.

Gilbert: If you didn’t know me….

Gilbert: How would you have felt if you found out a spy from the royal family of an enemy country was secretly watching over you?

(If I didn’t know Gilbert and found out that information….)

Emma: It’s…quite frightening.

Gilbert: Right?

Gilbert: If we were careless, it would have frightened you more than the thought of being attacked by bandits.

Gilbert: My good intentions would have become evil for you.

Emma: …..

Gilbert: So don’t say ‘thank you’ lightly.

Gilbert: I am a great villain no matter what.

Gilbert: After all, I’m the leader of a ‘filthy bunch’.

(…..Thinking back, the Belle incident was scary.)

Gilbert seemed to know everything, and so I thought I was being watched all the time.

(But when I heard that story, I didn’t feel so scared.)

(Maybe I’m already losing my mind.)

(Or maybe….)

(Before Gilbert removes his hand, I quickly grab it----)

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Your girl (“giving man vibes” girl) is officially taken off the market ehehe

I know I posted something about that earlier this week but I deleted it because I realised I could be reading into things wrong, and decided to ask him if we’re like… Ya know. Boyfriend/girlfriend. Asked him about the reel he sent me, if that meant I was his girlfriend or if I’m reading into things wrong and if I’m getting ahead of myself, and he took a moment to think and then was like, “Well, do you want to be boyfriend/girlfriend? Because with the way things have been going, I would think…” and kinda just trailed off SOOOOO, I have a feeling he was once again, one step ahead of me because in my head I was still in doubt if we were official or not even after he sent that meme, while he probably was already there at least a while ago 💀

And I agreed with him, because that’s kinda what I was thinking too; considering everything that’s happened… Yeah. It’s only natural, and like… I don’t want anybody else but him ANYWAY SO LIKE-

So we were making it official and making sure we were both ready… AND THEN MY CONCERNED AND PEOPLE PLEASING ASS decides to makes sure he really is ready and was like, “But if you’re not ready that’s fine” because I didn’t want to make it seem like I was forcing labels or anything, and he was like, “No, it’s fine, I’m ready. Are you?” and I was like “Yeah, I’m all in if you are.”

Annnnd that was that!

So I’ve got a boyfriend.

(Thank you to those who were SO worried about the fact that MY relationship wasn’t progressing the way they expect a relationship to progress. You don’t gotta worry any more 🥰🥰🥰🥰)

Also, he wanted to invite me to some Christmas party (and I’m like IS THAT HIM WANTING TO INTRODUCE ME TO HIS FRIENDS WNSKS) on the 22nd/23rd of December but I’m gonna be going overseas by then 🥲🥲🥲 SO I WAS LIKE DAMN IT SMDKKS

And he’s already planning on seeing me once I get back so we can go to the zoo for our next date ahaha 🤣

(Maybe these should have been signs he saw me as his girlfriend, but I like clarity on things so I don’t end up embarrassing myself.)

I was telling my friends about this whole thing and one of them was like “It was kinda obvious y’all were way past that point with the way you talked about the things that happened between you both” and I was like “am I that oblivious??” and they were like “yeah you are” 🥲🥲

I’d like to think of myself as… Strategically Dense rather than oblivious bc the moment he sent me that meme, I was about 70% sure he thought of us as girlfriend/boyfriend already by that point, because surely he wouldn’t have sent a reel like that with that kind of caption if he didn’t already think that?? Because he never sent reels with a caption like that before. But I wanted to make sure because there was a part of me that was unsure.

I guess that 70% of me was right all along AHAH.