#Oh oh oh and the locket is a clock!

[completeoveranalysis]

[4]

Oh here we goooooo! Here’s the xxxHolic equivalent of Tsubasa's explanation moment! Where Tsubasa had a huge dramatic arc where we saw it all happen, here Yuuko just privately explains to the xxxHolic audience where Watanuki came from, just in case they haven’t been reading Tsubasa as well. And boy, what a lore to drop without any further context. 

The little black Butterfly box is… I think, off the top of my head, Watanuki’s memories? That he paid to Yuuko for a mystery wish we haven’t had explained to us just yet? I don’t think we’ve actually seen inside it yet, so it's wonderful to see the item itself - a little pocket watch detailed with two tiny birds. 

And how lovely that is! Two birds for the two twin Syaorans - they share the surface of the locket as they were both born from the same existence, and its vaguely shaped in a way that almost resembles the yin yang symbol (which is the shape of Lava Lamp’s soul). Except here they face each other, beaks touching in the middle with wings stretched out to either side, as if both are trying to protect the other which is what they have both done, several times. 

I love it I love it I love it

[selfloverrrrrr]

Somebody's watching me, That's my anxiety

Warnings : smut , heavy smut, unprotected sex, Noncon, Kidnapping, stalking, manipulation, physically and emotional abuse, biting, torture, size difference....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Minors Do Not Interact

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Y/n's POV

Megumi fushiguro isn't like other people who joke around with friends or go out with friends. I first saw him at the metro station when everyone came to pick me up for the first day at jujutsu high. He's always so quiet. But he never seemed weird to me. He always talks with me. Actually we became good friends.

Nobara: Megumi, wanna go with us for lunch ?

Megumi: nah... I'm alright.

Yuji: I'm here. Let's go.

Nobara: yeah but where's y/n?

Yuji: she's coming with us?

Nobara: yes she is

Megumi: hey, Nobara....btw where are you all going for lunch?

Nobara: the cafe next.

Megumi: okay I'll go. I've some time.

Nobara: Yuji? Are we dreaming? Megumi going out with us?

Yuji: I have the exact same question!

Y/n: what are you guys talking about?

Megumi: nothing special. They're bullying me as usual....

After weeks of our friendship he started giving me Small gifts. One day he came to me and gave me a trinket. "What is this for?" I asked. "Our friendship" he replied. "You really don't have to" I said. "I know I don't have to but I wanted to....come on. It won't bite. Take it" he said. "Fine....this colour is so cute tho" I replied and wore it.

A few weeks later again. This time he gave me a pendant. "This is literally my favourite colour!" I said. "Ik. That's why I bought this one for you" he replied. "Thank you so much....I loved it!" I said. I wore the pendant immediately. After few weeks.... again! This time he gave me a cute plushie. "Now who told you I love plushies?" I asked. "Come on...you told me that day" he replied.

"Maybe I forgot.... but really Megumi you shouldn't be giving me these many gifts" I said. "Come on.... it's Gojo sensei's money....he doesn't mind then why do you?" He asked. "I wish I was that Rich" I joked. "You don't have to wish... you can use my money" he said. "No no it's okay I was joking.... I'll tell you if it's that much needed" I replied.

Then one day a wall clock. I assumed he was just being polite, maybe trying to make up for how distant and brooding he always seemed. After all, he was my classmate, and though not particularly too much close, you shared enough moments together for these gestures to seem... harmless.

It all was fine.... until that one night. I was in my room listening to music on my speaker. While I was dancing the plushie accidentally fell under my bed. "Oh ho" I said and bent down to pick it up. I grabbed the plushie and pulled it towards me. I accidentally tore it. "Oh no no" I gasped.

But something else took my attention. What is that peeking from the cottons inside the plushie? I tried to pull it out but it wasn't coming out. I took some of the cottons out. Then I Saw it...... it's a camera?! My eyes widened....heart started beating wildly. The camera was attached to the eye of the plushie. Why is a camera inside. Why would Megumi do it...no no no..... maybe he also doesn't know it has a camera inside?

Should I check the other items he gave me? I looked at the wall clock. Slowly put it down. I grabbed a screwdriver and opened the clock from the back. Fear chocked me. It also has a camera inside the middle! I couldn't believe my eyes! I took off the locket. Another camera hidden inside the locket??? the lens was impossibly small, discreet, and positioned to capture everything. I tear off the breslet. It wasn't a camera this time..... what is this....wait...a GPS?!?!?! My hands trembled as I pried the device open, heart pounding against my ribs. Every gift. Every single one. The plushie, the bracelet, even the keychain he had given me months ago. All bugged.

Megumi had been watching me. Me breath hitched as realization settled in. The constant feeling of being watched, the way he always seemed to know things he shouldn’t—what you wore to sleep, when you were home alone, your little habits that no one else noticed. Panic surged through you. I have been changing my clothes in this room all the time!!

I decided to go tell my friends first. I knocked on Yuji's room door. No answer. "Oh shoot.... I forgot Yuji and Nobara are on a mission with Nanami-san" I groaned. "What should I do now?!" I tried to think. "Should I call Gojo sensei?"I asked myself. I went out of our hostel. "But what if Megumi is with Gojo sensei right now?....oh god what should I do?????" I to think something.

"what are you doing here?" A voice whispered right into my ear. I turned around quickly only to see Megumi standing there??? What else can be worse? I back off slightly. He's still standing there. Both of his hands into the pocket of the blue hoodie he's wearing. "O-ohh.... Megumi! You here?" I tried to play it off. Like I don't know anything.

"yeah? like.....I also do live in this hostel" he replied. "Y-yeah....ik that....I thought you were with Gojo sensei" I replied with the chuckle. I tried my best to act normal. "So you were going for him?" He asked. My eyes widened slightly. "H-huh?" I shuttered. He walked closer. "You were going for Gojo sensei." He said. This time a statement. "No....why would I try to meet him in the middle of the night? Hahaha.... Megumi, you're funny!" I fake laughed.

"You weren't supposed to find out this way." He said cutting off my laughter. His voice was too calm. I swallowed hard. I looked at him with wide eyes. He was standing so close to me. I felt like I forgot how to speak. "I d-don't know what you are talking about." I managed to reply. "Do you think I watched everything all this time and didn't just watch you taking out those cameras?" He asked.

My whole body froze there. "Megumi it's getting late I think we should to our rooms and Sleep" I said with fake yawning. I was about to pass him...before I could react, his grip tight around my wrist as he yanked me close with his one hand. His breath was warm against your ear as he murmured, "let's go to MY room....we have something to discuss".

A shiver crawled down my spine. His strength was impossible to fight against. I tried to lose my hand from his grip. Megumi only tightened his hold. It was hurting at this point. "I still have all the footage" he whispered. I felt like all the oxygen was running out. A smirk appeared on his lips. "Don't you wanna know what I was doing while watching you taking off all your clothes? Where was my hand at that time?" He said with a smirk.

As we were inside his room.... The door clicked shut behind me. This was the first time I'm visiting his room. He doesn't let anyone see his droom room. It's his bedroom. A monitor on the desk it is showing my room. But right now that wasn't the thing which was scaring me..... it's the wall. There's some of my photos sticking on the wall. Half of them are me wearing just bra and panties and in the other most of them I was fully naked.

"scared from just watching this?" I heard him. I don't wanna turn around towards him. “I was going to wait,” he murmured, his tone almost disappointed. “Wait until you were ready to love me the way I love you. But now… I don’t have a choice, do I?” My blood ran cold. "Megumi—" before I could finish he cut off my sentence. His lips brushed my ear, his voice a possessive whisper. "You’re mine, Y/N. You always have been."

"take off your shirt" he whispered. "W-what?" I said. "Take. Off. Your. Shirt." He repeated. "Megumi, why are you -" I tried to speak but he cut it off. "Do you want me to show everyone those clips?.... Imagine everyone will watch your naked body.... Which is only mine to please" he said with a smug smile. "Megumi please" I said turning my head to the side to look at him.

"okay then I'll post all those pics you can see on my wall" he said and took out his phone from his pocket. I grabbed his hand. "No wait Stop" I begged. "I'll do it" I said. "That's more like it" he replied with a smirk. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and took it off revealing my bra underneath. My hands were shaking. he looked at my clivage then again at my eyes. He leaned towards me.

He's getting too close. Both of our faces are too close! He's staring at my lips. I slightly leaned back to keep distance but He leaned towards me more. While I was trying to keep distance I fell on my back on the bed. He didn't give a second and leaned over me on the bed. Caging me underneath him with his two arms. He leaned forward to kiss me. I closed my eyes shut. I don't want to see it.

He pressed his lips on mine. It was a soft kiss. I opened my eyes. "F-fuck" He whimpered. He grabbed my head and started kissing me wildly. He's acting like an animal. "Mmmm... S-stop... Mmhp" I tried to speak. He managed to push his tongue inside my mouth. It felt weird. It my first time getting kissed by someone.

He pulled away. He was panting. He chuckled then started laughing. He looked so scary. I wanna run from there. "You're so gorgeous.... " He spoke. "How the hell can I let anyone else have you?!?!?!" He said. "M-megumi.... Can I go.... P-please" I asked. Almost at the edge of crying. "Do you think I made you take off your clothes so that you can leave?" He asked Mockingly.

He licked my breast all of a sudden. "Take off your bra" He said. "I don't wanna...." I said. Tears started gathering in my eyes. "That was not a question. I. Said. Take. Off. Your. Bra." He said coldly. "Fine. I'll do it myself" He said and with a swift motion he undid my bra. "Gosh.... It was hard to just watch these from that screen" He said.

He didn't waste any time, crashed his mouth on my breast licking, sucking and teasing the nipple and squeezing the other one with his hand. I moaned from the sensation. I grabbed his hair and tried to stop him by pulling it but it didn't even affect him. "M-megumi stopppp" I screamed but he didn't stop.

He's desperately rubbing his crotch on the mattress. "You look so hot" He Mumbled. He grabbed my shorts and tried to take them off. "Come on.... Spread your legs" He said. But I didn't. I kept my legs closed. "Still being so stubborn huh?" He said. Suddenly I felt something licking my feet. Then I heard a hissing sound. I quickly pulled my legs away. I tried to look what it is.

It was Megumi's huge snake shikigami?! How did he know I'm scared of snakes?!?!?! I screamed loudly. I tried to back off on the bed more. He crawled up to me and pinned me down with his body. "I know everything about you" He said with a smirk. Now tears started streaming down my face. I didn't realize when he took off my shorts.

"No panties? Seriously? That much excited to get fucked by my dick?" He said and chuckled. "Who am I to make you wait? " He said and quickly took off his pants. His dick standing proud. Precum leaking from the red tip. He spread my legs wide with his hands. I can't even move the snake is just behind the bed. I felt too much scared.

"M-megumi no no no... P-please no... s-stop" I begged but didn't even listen to me. He lined himself and slammed his whole dick inside me in one slide. I scremed. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. I was throwing my legs from pain and begging him to stop. And he was liking it so much. His thrust became harder and harder. I clenched around him tightly and he moaned loudly " ughhhhhh....ahhh s-so...ahhhh....so f-fucking tight " he started rubbing my clit with his thumb.

I bite his shoulder scratched his back to control myself. With a few more thurst I came. He was still thrusting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. I tried to push him away with all of my strength." Ughh...no no no no...ahhhhhh...no please no....ahhhhhh..... n-not ahhhh.....not inside... please please.... please Megumi I'm begging you....you're not even using protection" I told him between hiccups. He grabbed my throat and chocked me down to the bed.

"Isn't that more fun?" He said calmly with a smirk. I couldn't even believe what was happening to me. How could Megumi do this to me. Weren't we good friends??? The boy always kept silent, so the innocent is doing the most devilish thing to me??!! Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. He pulled out. My vision blurred out.

"Sleep well baby.... You don't need to think about anything in your life anymore.... I've planned our whole future" He whispered taking a stand of my hair from my face and kissed me.... Softly this time.

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[cherimoyatea]

𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖…

– A sequel to Tipsy

Pairing: Rafayel x You Synopsis: Sequel to Rafayel's Tender Moments, Tipsy. You miss him like crazy and send him a song that reminds you of him while being away for two months. Tags: Fluff, Romance, Long-Distance Relationship, Music related theme, Confessing. A little teasing from Rafayel’s end (no smut or anything). Oh, and I made a little reference to his 5 Stars Card Floral Promise if you notice. Word Count: 2677K Side Notes: So, I had this little fic in my head after listening to Can't Stop Loving You by Artemas shortly after Tipsy was released, and decided to write it down eventually. I recommend listening to the song to enhance the experience, but it's okay if you don't. Or maybe you enjoy the song and don’t like the story; that’s also fine. 🩷 Also: While I’m not new to writing, I don’t consider myself as professional as other writers. I appreciate constructive criticism as much as kind words, if you have any! 💕 Okay, here we go~

It's been six weeks since Rafayel saw you off at the airport and you boarded the plane that took you away from him. Six weeks since you saw his cheeky grin or his endearing pout in person. Six weeks since you sank into his arms or breathed in his familiar scent. And only two weeks left until your time at the training camp is finally over.

Yes, you were allowed to use your phone on weekends, and you counted down the days until Friday would finally turn into Saturday again so you could spend hours talking to him. But it wasn't the same, was it? It only made you miss him more...

You sigh deeply as you lie in the bed of your shared room. It's late, past midnight and it started raining a couple of hours ago. Your roommate, another Hunter, is fast asleep while you toss and turn in your sheets, unable to find sleep. Though you were used to being apart sometimes due to your irregular missions and Rafayel's busy schedule, this was the first time you hadn't seen each other for almost two months. It was harder than you had expected, and you only survived the intense training and nerve-wracking tasks during the week because you knew you'd be able to communicate with him soon. Lost in thought, you subconsciously grip the necklace around your neck, feeling the weight of the locket he gifted you on your last evening before your trip. Recalling how sad and lonely he looked, almost pleading for you not to forget him, makes your heart ache even more.

Rafayel did his best to support you from afar, by holding back his desire for you to return to him and showering you with encouraging words instead. His lingering gaze would always betray him whenever he looked at you through the phone, playfully responding in his usual cheeky way as you talked about the tough training, strict rules, and how sore your body felt. He looked at you with a sense of loneliness that tore at your heart in ways you never thought was possible. While his lips curled into a bright smile, pretending he was busy with his artwork, he was probably running a countdown on his phone, counting down the days, hours, minutes, and even seconds until you were back.

Only the constant ticking of the clock on your wall reminds you of how much time has passed since you lay down and started listening to the faint droplets tapping on your windows. You still have a few hours left until Monday morning, so you grab your wireless headphones from the nightstand and connect them to your phone. Opening the music app, you hope it will help distract you from your aching...

...but as the soft strokes of the piano resound in your ears, you feel your heart sink further, unable to stop your thoughts from drifting to the purple-haired man you love. Every line of the song you're hearing reminds you of him and how much you long for him. Was he still awake? Maybe you weren't the only one who couldn't sleep. Without a second thought, you tap the share button on your screen and send the song to your beloved.

🎶

And the sirens sang out the sweetest lullaby

It's the best I've slept in a hundred thousand nights

I couldn't help myself

I was hoping you would love me one more time...

🎶

Your eyes grow heavier as you look at the picture of Rafayel on your nightstand, with your phone being the only source of light in your otherwise pitch-black room. It's one of the pictures you brought with you–the ones that Rafayel accidentally found and teased you about the day before you left for the training camp. You would usually hide them inside the drawer of your nightstand after your roommate caught a glimpse and almost spat out her tongue in surprise. But tonight, you decided to leave his framed picture out to find little comfort in those sunset eyes.

🎶

I'm perfectly sane, I'm fine

Do you think I've lost my mind?

You shouldn't be surprised

Swear that I just really miss you

I'd go to hell just to kiss you

And I've got a couple of issues...

🎶

"Wait! Your boyfriend is Rafayel?! The renowned artist, Rafayel?? No way!!"

You chuckle quietly as you remember your roommate's wide eyes and open mouth when you asked her to keep it confidential, nodding at you excitedly. While you feel proud to be his girlfriend, causing a fuss at your training camp is the last thing you want.

''...only two weeks left... hold on, MC.''

Another sigh escapes your lips in an attempt to embolden yourself. You grab Rafayel's photo from your nightstand and give the framed version of your beloved a gentle kiss before pressing it against your chest, feeling your heart flutter at the mere thought of reuniting with him in just a few weeks. Soon, your heavy eyelids eventually close, and you drift off with the frame pressed against you, succumbing to a short, yet deep sleep.

Another week passes while your daily routine in the camp is dominated by lectures, training sessions, and intensive sports units. Like every Monday morning, you and the other hunters have to hand over your phones to your supervisors to avoid distractions and stay focused on the tasks ahead. So when you finally get your phone back on this Saturday noon, you can't wait to talk to your beloved and see his beautiful smile again.

After taking a shower, you are dressed neat as a pin, prepared for a long video chat as you tap on his name in your contact list, your heart beating in anticipation.

No answer.

''Huh?'' You frown and take a quick look at your watch. It's exactly 2 p.m., the time you both agreed on for your chatting dates. He usually picks up after the first ring and greets you with his cheerful smile, but this time is different.

You try again, but the line seems busy, and after a while, your call goes directly to his Voicemail, only adding to your confusion. The rest of the day is clouded with restless thoughts while you try to call him over and over. Your mood switches from worry to frustration, then back to sadness and irritation as you consider all the possible reasons why he stood you up.

The other hunters left hours ago to spend their free day in the town center while you declined the offer to join them and stayed back to talk to your boyfriend. But now, you bury your sulking face in your pillow and feel like crying as your phone remains silent. His phone was dead–no messages, no emails, nothing.

Hours have passed, and you're still lying on your stomach with your phone next to your pillow. As you hear your roommate enter the room after her trip to the city center, you reluctantly turn onto your back, forcing a smile to hide the disappointment you feel.

''You missed something! There was a little fair today with all kinds of snacks and street food!''

You listen patiently as your roommate excitedly describes the food stalls she and the other hunters visited, but in reality, you just want to sulk in peace.

''Oh! You wouldn't believe it! I saw someone today who resembled your boyfriend!''

You perk up your ears and look at your roommate with a surprised expression, lifting your upper body onto your elbows slightly. Rafayel? She must be mistaken.

''You're seeing ghosts; there's no way he could be here.'' You say, shaking your head with a slightly irritated smile as you shift your gaze back to the ceiling with a deep sigh. He probably just fell asleep after pulling another all-nighter and forgot to charge his phone.

''Yeah, I guess so. Because when I approached him and asked for an autograph, he drew an ugly pot on the back of my hand instead!'' Your roommate pouts as she lifts her hand, showing you the drawing. ''I mean, if he really were your artist boyfriend, he could've done better than a hideous doodle, right?''

''A pot?'' Your eyes widen as you recognize the drawing on your roommate’s hand. You jump up from your bed and grab her wrist, taking in the fine strokes you know so well. The resemblance is uncanny…

''This… this is not a pot! It's a fish head!''

You grab her shoulders, shaking your roommate desperately as your cheeks flush. Could it be? Was he really here? ''Where did you meet him? Around what time? Please, I need to know!''

After a brief description from your puzzled roommate, you storm out, rushing through the hallway of the dorm. Your heart races as you leave the camp, desperately trying to find your beloved. It's already getting dark outside and you wrap your long cardigan tighter around your body. Although the days are summery and warm, the evening chill sets in, signaling the change of the seasons. You just pass through the huge gates of the camp when you suddenly feel someone grab your shoulder from behind. You flinch at the unexpected approach and turn around to stare into a pair of familiar pink-blue eyes–the ones you've been longing to see.

''Gotcha!'' Rafayel grins at you, his bright smile wide as he takes in your surprised expression. He is holding a huge bouquet of your favourite flowers with the wrapping paper slightly crinkled.

''Rafayel!? It’s you! It’s really you!'' Your heart skips a beat as you look at him, your eyes wide, hoping they aren't just playing tricks on you. After all the yearning, he's really standing in front of you, his lilac bangs swaying gently in the evening breeze as the last rays of light quietly disappear behind the horizon. ''What… what are you doing here? Why are you here?''

''Why am I here? For you, dummy!'' He pokes your cheek, still amused by your baffled expression, trying to play it cool while his own heart bursts with joy at seeing you again. He hands you the bouquet with an apologetic smile as he notices the crinkled wrapping paper. You feel his sweaty palms brush against yours and can't help but wonder if he's a bit nervous. As if reading your thoughts, he clears his throat and quickly pulls his hands away.

''I heard the song you texted me last Sunday, and while I couldn’t ask you directly, I spent the whole week analyzing the lyrics.... and then eventually came here to ask you personally.''

You feel flustered as you recall sending him the song, not expecting it would lead to such a big gesture. Quickly, you change the subject. ''What about the fish head you drew on my colleague's hand? What was that for? You stood me up on our date earlier, and your phone was off! You could have at least texted me!''

Rafayel's bright smile fades into a sheepish grin as he rubs the back of his neck, lowering his head slightly. ''Yeah, my bad. I was thinking about a surprise visit, but everything went wrong. I spent the whole day arguing with your authorities and making calls, but they're super strict and don't allow anyone inside their camp. So, I had to find a way to make you come to me instead... without ruining the surprise, you know?''

He rubs his chin thoughtfully, eyes drifting to the side as he recalls the day's events. ''Then my phone died, and I overheard a group talking about the tough training while I was in town, buying a power bank. I was about to approach them when a girl tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I was your boyfriend. That's when I knew she must be the roommate you mentioned. But I didn't want to draw attention, so I doodled the same pot ehm-I mean fish head that you once drew on my hand. I knew you'd recognize it and come out to look for me!''

As you listen to him, your eyes widen in disbelief. All this trouble–just because of a song you sent in a moment of emotion?

''Okay, but Raf... you could have simply asked me on the phone why I sent you the song. It's actually pretty straightforward. The lyrics are about missing someone, and...''

Your words get caught in your throat, heat rising in your cheeks. Shifting your gaze away, you nervously fiddle with your sleeve, trying to come up with something that would feel less embarrassing to confess.

''…and? And what, cutie?'' Rafayel raises an eyebrow, a teasing glint in his eyes, his smile softening. It's clear you're struggling to finish your sentence with your cheeks turning pink as you avoid his gaze.

''Let me help you. After analysing the lyrics and playing the song on a loop for hours, I concluded that someone must be madly in love to send a song like this during the early morning hours. After all, that’s what the title says… 'Can't Stop Loving You', isn't it?''

He leans in and gives you a soft peck on your warm cheek, catching you completely off guard. ''Now that we've solved this mystery, there’s something else I need to know…''

Your heart nearly skips a beat as you look up at him, still flustered, lips slightly parted. He's so close, that you can feel his breath on your flushed face, stirring something deep inside you. You gulp and nod, waiting patiently for the words to form on his pretty lips.

Rafayel's lips are inches away from yours, and his beautiful eyes darken as he whispers, making your knees go weak. ''Tell me… do you really memorise every freckle on my back?''

Another lyric reference. Great.

With an amused chuckle, he suddenly pulls away and winks at you, a smug grin on his face. You groan and roll your eyes, trying to hit his chest playfully, only for him to catch your wrist midair.

''You! Stop teasing me!!'' You pout, feeling a little disappointed that he fooled you and ruined the romantic atmosphere. But you can't help but chuckle along with him. He always knew how to brighten your mood and keep you on your toes, and you adore that carefree side of him. But as the hand holding your wrist loosens it's grip, your smile falters when you notice the watch on your wrist–it's almost 9 p.m. You need to be back before 10 p.m. to avoid getting into trouble for breaking camp rules.

''You didn't need to fly all the way to me, Rafayel... I'm so happy to see you, but… I need to go back in a while. You troubled yourself for nothing…'' You lower your gaze, a sad smile on your lips as you feel his slender fingers grip your chin, gently lifting your head to meet his gaze.

''What else am I supposed to do when I want to see you? It's not like I can cast your name like a spell and have you magically appear before me, huh?'' he says, as his expression softens. Rafayel locks eyes with you, cupping your cheeks in his freezing hands. While you can feel his thumbs caressing your skin, you almost tear up from the rush of love swelling in your heart as you realise how long he must have been waiting for you outside for his hands to be this cold.

He leans in, resting his forehead gently against yours, whispering softly as his hands find yours, holding them firmly. ''I heard you calling out for me and I followed... simple as that. And I would do it again, even if it means seeing you for only a moment…''

Your grip on the bouquet tightens as you look up at him, emotions flooding over you. A warm smile spreads across your lips as you finally find your voice again, your words faintly whispered.

''We still have one hour left... let's go somewhere warm, shall we?''

Thank you for reading!

Cheri 🍒

[lotusunique]

The engagement pt.2

Armando Aretas x Black Fem!Reader

In which the Reader has to attend Kelly and Dorns engagement party where an ex lover will be attending

You look up at the clock it was damn near 6:30 and you still weren’t fully prepared. Maybe it was the anxiety getting to you. On top of that you didn’t actually tell Kelly that Armando was your plus one. It wouldn’t really matter to her , you did all work together anyhow.

You vacuum and straighten up your living room, making sure not a single thing is out of place. Your personal house rule was whenever you leave for a period of time the house had to be neat so that future you wouldn’t have to clean up.

“Okay what else to do , what else to do”, you think aloud scanning your apartment. You spot your packed duffel bag in the corner beside your plant. “Hair! What the fuck”,you realize what’s missing.

You run to your bathroom and gather your products. This curl routine was not gon be easy to do within twenty minutes.

-25 minutes later-

“Okay curls poppin’!”,you say admiring how well your curly hair looks. “Let’s just hope this Miami heat gives me a few hours before the shrinkage sets in.

You quickly go to grab your outfit off your freshly made bed. Everyone knows you don’t wear your outfit while you do your hair. You smooth out the creases of the bodycon dress, eyeing how it accentuates your body.

You hear a loud knock on the door, “Shit!”, you say. “So Drug Dealers are fuckin punctual”,you groan. Grabbing your heels from the bottom of your closet you hear another knock.

“Cominggggg”, you call out. You finally make it to the door and attempt to steady your breathing.

You open the door revealing Armando in all black, his gold chain and cross pendant dangling around his neck and motorcycle helmet in hand. “How can someone look so sexy”, you think to yourself.

“H-Hey”,You stutter. “H-H-Hi”,he mocks you with a wide smirk. “Shut up”,you roll your eyes before letting him inside.

“Your place is nice”,he says looking around, eyeing the cozy loft. “You can sit anywhere you like. I’m almost dressed, i just need to grab the rest of my jewelry.”,You say looking over at him. “Cool take your time”,he says going to lounge on your couch.

You return to your room, grabbing a heart locket that matches your heart pendant earrings and your favorite tennis bracelet. You slide on your bracelet and earrings before making your way to the living room where Armando’s sat scrolling through his phone.

You look into the small mirror that’s against your wall checking your reflection before attempting to hook the clasp of your necklace.

“Why are these things so frickin hard to put on.”,you groan aloud. Before you know it, Armando is behind you, “hold your hair”,he says grabbing the necklace from your hands,you and his fingertips grazing each other, sending shivers up your spine.

Doing what he says, you hold your hair in one hand, watching as he fiddles with the clasps before finally letting the necklace lay flat on your deep mocha coloured skin.

“Thanks”, you smile up at him. He towers you by a few inches,causing you to look up at him. He nods without saying another word.

“Okay, I’m ready-“,you say reaching for your bag. Before you can grab the bag, he picks it up with no hesitation. “You don’t have to do that?”,you say furrowing your eyebrow at him.

“¿Qué, los traficantes de drogas no pueden tener modales?”, he asks raising an eyebrow with a smile. (What,Drug dealers cant have manners?)

“Oh shut up”,You laugh before the two of you walk out your apartment, you locking the door behind you.

The two of you walk out to where his motorcycle is as he hands you his helmet. “Is it safe for you to ride without one on?”, you ask. “I’ve done way more dangerous shit than this. Trust I’ll be fine princesa “,he says before getting onto the bike. You follow his lead before tucking the motorcycle helmet over your head.

Of course with your line of work you’d been on a motorcycle before, but you’d never been on a motorcycle with Armando. You lean into him, getting a smell of his cologne that makes you melt. He has just the right amount on, you hated when dudes smelt like they bathed in the shit.

Breezing through the streets of Miami, clinging onto him was something you could do forever it felt like.

Holding onto him made you feel so safe and secure, like nothing mattered in this moment. “We’re here”,he says, causing your heart to somewhat sink. “I wish I could ride for five more minutes”,You mutter under your breath. He turns to you, hearing exactly what you said,”what?”,he adds a laugh.

“Huh?”,you respond pretending like you didn’t say anything. He lets out a laugh before the two of you walk to the beach house’s front door.

“Heyy!”,Dorn opens the door,embracing you in a hug. He nods to Armando in the way that dudes usually do before eyeing the two of you.

“You two together?”,He asks.

“N-“

“Yep”

You look over confused at Armando who has a grin on his face.

“So when did you two happen?”,Dorn asks giving a confused glance. “Huh? What’d ya say Kells?”,You call out, pretending , to get out of this god awful awkward situation. “Gotta go”,you speed walk over to Kelly.

“My beautiful best friend you look gorgeous”,You smile admiring your best girl. “Thank you”,she smiles, pulling you in for a hug. “Let me show you to your room.”,She offers. “Okay let me grab my plus one”,You say. You walk over to Armando and Dorn who are deep in conversation. “Can I borrow him for a few?”,you ask. Dorn gives you a quick nod before talking to the other party guest.

“Oh hey Armando. You two..came together”, she gives a sneaky smile. “Yeah”,You give a quick forced grin, essentially telling her to hurry up and show you the room. “Right this way”, she nods her head and leads you two to the upstairs area of the beach house.

“Right here is me and Dorns room, this is Rafes room and Dorns brothers room.”,she starts. “And this one at the end of the hall is yours.”,she says. “Get unpacked, relax a little and then you can meet us downstairs”, She advises before disappearing back down the stairs.

You drop your bag on the side near the bed, Armando following your lead. “Why did you tell Dorn we’re together?”, you ask, trying to whisper. “The whole point of me coming with you is to make it seem like we’re dating right? Gotta make sure we look like we’re together”,he explains. “Okay you’re right.”, you sigh.

“Como siempre”,He laughs (I always am) “Shut up”,You laugh before the two of you return downstairs.

You strike up conversation with your co workers and some of Dorn and Kelly’s families, both already knowing you because of the history you have with the two of them.

You spot commotion coming from the front of the house and a sinking feeling enters your stomach. You start to fidget with your finger-tips when you spot him.

The man that attempted to ruin your life.

[k1ngsnak3]

Little low effort Limited Life Scott doodles

Handwriting translation (and extra thoughts) beneath cut

(From left of image to right, notes I wrote in the image will be italicized and extra thoughts will be regular)

Pirate captain's jacket he stole from God knows where. I like LimLife Martyn and Scott as a siren/pirate type duo. Also the image is more of a rough draft but I like to think his jacket is very expensive looking like a pirate captain's, because he isn't actually a siren but I like the allusion to how sirens were said to kill sailors and sink ships.

Simple epaulettes that double as armour. I like to think that if the players try hard enough they can make a full armor piece into anything, kind of how irl you can mod things to make armour look cooler.

Kelp wrapping, cetacean hybrid features instead of fish. The kelp wrapping is just because of the siren thing and a very very subtle reference to the stripes on his shirt in the og skin . Also he's like a dolphin or smth instead of a fish because the way the flukes (fins) on mermaid tails are arranged is actually how cetacean tails are (one fluke on each side) and not how fish tails are (one on top one on the bottom)

Rusty hinge, Heart locket, heart gem, Pocket watch. I really like the idea that every player in Limited Life had some sort of pocket watch type device to show their hours remaining. Oh dude I should make the little points on the clock hands hearts. Scott's watch is in a big fancy locket with a massive gem on it both as a way to show how much time he's on (the gem changes colors) but also to allude to the pirate thing with treasure and gems and such. Also its rusty because he's always around water.

Also extra thoughts on drawing Scott in general cause this is my first time drawing him ever. I wanted to draw him rounder because it fits hit personality in terms of shape language because he's a very friendly, social person does well not because he's really good at pvp but because he knows how to play the other players.

[snakegorl212006]

Inspired by the latest FF16 request, the reader from our world gets their secret reviled via their journal which had old polaroid photos of their latest trip to New York before getting isekai by truck-kun.

Side Note: Your work always makes my day, thank you. Also you are amazing.

------------Clive + Jill-------------

-Clive and jill would gosp about it to themself -like if there S/o tells them that there from another world, they would gosp about what questions they should ask -Jill is less surprise then Clive for you abilities seemed odd -none of them would ever bring up the fact that you left your diary open and they just happen to find it laying around for anyone to see -your secret is safe with them

---------Joshua + Jote-----------

-jote would want to confront you about it but she doesn't want you not to trust her after peaking in your book when cleaning 

-....yeah Joshua thought your diary was an actual book with a weird ending. Until he saw a page about himself 

Joshua if he got caught:

-he would never admit he read it all even if you told them the truth 

-he just nods his head and acts surprise about it all

-they wouldn't care that you’re from another world but would feel bad about you and how there’s a little to no chance of returning home

-they hope you find a home with them 

------------Cid---------------

-would genuinely feel guilty for reading a snippet of your journal -he would admit that he saw what you wrote about your past -he feels horrible that you were taken away just like that -by a truck,he probably thinks it some beast -other then that he doesn't care that much about his lover being from another world -the hideaway is full of outcast so you just fit right in

S/o: hey cid.. I’m not from this world

Cid:

------------Benedikta----------------

-she wants to feel angry that you never told her about this -but she also feels angry that your home was strip away from you just like that -half is genuine and half is just pity -she would confront you about what was written and would ask why you never said anything -it would hurt her a lot if you hide this part of your life from her but i don’t think she would be salty about it -she has stuff from her past she would hide from you too coughpast relationships cough -I don’t think she would get rid of your journal but would prefer if you didn’t hide anything important from her

--------------Dion + Terence------------

-would NEVER tell you that they took a peak in your book -but they would also feel bad that you were taken out like that -once you tell them where you’re from, they would ask a bunch of questions -”who’s truck-kun?” -”(name of place your from) sound like a nice place” -”what’s a ‘florida man’” -” why is the sound of a clock a ‘app’” -would encourage you keep this secret as well -Terence would make sure your journal is safe and tuck away -Dion would buy you a locket for your book -both would ask you to tell them stories about your home land

--------Barnabas +Sleipnir---------------

-oh they knew from the beginning -Barnabas would find out everything about you big or small -Sleipnir would think it laughable that you would hide this from them -but they would wait for you to come clean first -sure you’re from another world big deal but that might come with a advantage -lets say the world of FF16 was the videogame we all love -if Barnabas finds out about you playing 16 , he would utilize you so his plans can succeed -you could see the future after all

---------Hugo-----------

-would look but wouldn't care to bring it up -it’s your choice if you wish to discuss your origins and at this point it doesn't matter -he loves you and would go to hell and back for you -you're from another world? Ok that’s nice what do you want for dinner -I just don’t see him caring that much -it doesn't change the way he sees you in fact it just amplifies your uniqueness

[unknownteapot]

In light of Courtney mentioning they would possibly want to direct a movie some day during the Q+A, what do you think a Smosh movie would look like with this current cast? Would it be similar to the original Smosh Movie? I'm imagining something similar to Smost the Sitcom Live, like a sitcom comedy maybe? Anyway you don’t have to answer, I’m just curious 🤗

anon, you are NOT ready i was BORN for this question and i'm about to type up a storm so strap in!! thank you for sending it in!!! me being a yapper + film student is not boding well for me rn...

i completely see what you mean about a sitcom/comedy type thing, their vibes during ssl were immaculate, but i also think if they *were* ever going to make a movie it'd be something vastly different from what they've done before just to keep it fresh and give people something never seen before. which is why..

i propose to you: a horror comedy about the cast getting stuck at the smosh office overnight (more below the cut)

hear me out HEAR ME OUT god im so passionate about this. this type of premise would avoid the cast having to play characters per se, they'd kind of just play 'themselves' so it's easier for the existing smosh fanbase to transition to this new movie format without it feeling gimicky/overproduced- the movie begins with just a typical end-of-video outro into the camera for smosh games (maybe only main cast and not freelance? bc full cast might be too many people for a movie idk) and then cuts out to the cast getting off the soundstage like hehe good shoot whatever whatever. but. wait a second. why is it past midnight?? quickly they're realising everyone's gone and its WAY late and they're locked in. all the clocks have stopped around the office. phones are all out of service (but show a weird little digital snake symbol as foreshadowing to something ;)

so now they're like uh-oh. what the fuck do we do. and promptly the cast splits into groups/pairs that all deal with this in their own way the movie would cut back and forth between. maybe amanda and angela deciding to steal alcohol from the kitchen and then snoop on people's desks?? finding out ian has a love locket of anthony in his drawer?? damien grows mushrooms under his desk??? olivia collect's people's candy wrappers?????? idk it could be ANYTHING which makes thsi SO FUNNY to me

BUT this is where the horror comes in, because suddenly people start going missing. and its not fun and games at all. the air feels weird, its like 3 am, everyone's losing their shit a little bit. they start regrouping to see who they can find "hey have you guys seen Angela?" "No, but Courtney just went missing too." "Guys I don't feel well.." AND LITTLE BY LITTLE. THEY START SEEING APPARITIONS. SMOSH CHARACTERS. WHO HAUNT THEM.

like i'm sorry. tell me it would NOT be hilarious for Mental Illness to come haunt the cast in an eerie ghost form??? Augustus??? insulting the cast (but hitting truths about them) making them think about their life decisions??? COURTNEY FREAKING MILLER???? JUST YELLING???? TELEPORTING AROUND THEM AND SCARING THE SHIT OUT OF THEM>?>>>>??? god the jumpscares they could do with this insane INSANE. BIZANKA???????????????? im

BUT NOT JUST SMOSH CHARACTERS- fnaf characters in their eerie ass suits, chica demanding Amanda why she held the door so hard that one time and didn't let her in meanwhile everyone is terrified and somewhat sobbing

so now its CHAOS, they're trying to stick together to avoid getting haunted, they're trying to find their missing friends, they're running around to the footsteps of animatronics, when suddenly they find a door to some storage closet open. they walk in.

there they are!!!! all their missing friends lying passed out on the floor and.. what's this strange hissing noise and why is it kinda foggy in there.. "Oh my god!" Amanda yells out in relief that none of this was real (or was it), "There's a gas leak at the smosh office!" And then promptly passes out. So do they all. THE END.

maybe a post-credits scene of ian and anthony coming into the office in the morning and finding a MESS and them all passed out like god. we gotta put baby gates in here or some shit. they keep messing stuff up!! OR BETTER. they dont know about the cast at first and look at each other with knowing smirks like "wanna go get high :)" and then they head towards where all their friends are passed out and we find out it was actually their secret 'gas leak' spot where they get high on the regular from the gas. ian pouting like "damnit. they found our secret spot :(" anthony shruggs like "oh well" and then they prance around the room trying to huff the gas like idiots and also pass out.

more insane ideas idk how to incorporate yet:

a comedic bit where Amanda bonds with Chica from fnaf and reads her tarot cards (amanda would SO be the person to chat her up after getting over her initial fear and be like 'hey, you just need love, honey. i get it, we've all been there') and its this insane horror yet adorable moment where these two world collide?? BONUS: if the rest of the cast hide in a corner and look at her like "how is she doing this???"

Tim the IT guy actually turning out to be a hologram that haunts all the computers with snake graphics (from that one smoffice sketch 'it could happen to any one of us!') and actually gets his energy from sucking out ram from people's devices

Props and shit moving!!! just so much potential

INNOVATIVE FORMAT:

AND a great way to introduce horror elements could be through this whole 'found footage' thing- you know how in some movies you find like someone's security cam recording etc etc. they could SO integrate elements of that because the smoffice is primarily for content creation so there's LOTS of cameras everywhere

"Hey uh.. guys I think this camera's still rolling." And its us watching footage of that room through it MASTERFUL. or people recording tiktoks and we watch through their screen recording but we see stuff in the background moving before they do YEAH. the HORROR OF IT. god i love movies

okay for everyone's sanity i will now stop i was actually not expecting to type this much- anon who sent this ask, i owe you everything!! im now obsessed with this idea i wish this was real w o w

[acequinz]

I am finally watching Top Form ep 09

Can Akin not suffer for like one episode???? It's definitely good stuff and the actors are so fucking good but god I could use a break! It's so emotionally draining week after week that I have to pause between episodes.

That cat and dog background 🥺🥺🥺 my baby.

I am still not sure whether the name is Jun or Jin, they keep batting it here and there.

I am also very annoyed that Akin keeps trying to break up every time. I know he's trying to protect Jun but like baby no don't... Why won't you trust that you both can make it together?

The way it has happened so many times Jin immediately clocks the lie but it still hurts so fucking much.

The coldness of not just the blue but the movements, the way they remove their clothes. Movements are so harsh from Jun and he keeps his eyes on Akin the entire time.

But it really doesn't stay long enough because there's so much love in there... Even when Jin is being rough it's just so much omg...

I can't with the crying during sex.

There's no way Jin didn't hear that....didn't notice that.

I hate everything actually fuck off!!!!!

Oh he has that conversation in the same room... Baby wants to be caught so bad....

Wait no not the necklace... 😭😭😭😭

Okay so calling both names is on purpose.

My baby 🥺🥺🥺🥺 Jin 😭😭😭😭

What's up with Judy's hair?

Akin is not doing well.....

He's baby so it's okay.

Glasses about to beat Akin's ass as he should really.

Hey hey hey what mow.!!!! Glasses stop!!!!!

Akin.....

Yknow I am kind of feeling this too.

You are not done Akin.... No you aren't.

THE FUCK YOU WANT JOHNNY??!!!

Finger flicks aren't enough I need Akin to punch him in the face.

Oh that cold walk through, oh god that was so cold!!! It hurt my soul even.

Who is the little girl?

Oh managers family.

This moment is nice... Akin interested in wedding rings? Bet you miss your locket. Bet you wish you didn't leave that behind.

Not the kiss...

Oh 😳 he still has his locket on 🥺🥺🥺 Jinnn 😭😭😭😭😭

Oh that elevator scene is driving me crazy.

What is the deal between Jin and Judy. I know there's some understanding but what is it. I don't buy the thing that they are dating.

Champ beat his ass!!! Please beat his ass!!! How dare he try to risk himself like this?!

OMG OMG OMG OMG FOMGOMGKFKSKSKFKSMAKSNDJFJFKSKAKZKVNDJjf

Why am I surprised even of course he did this....

There's we go... See smart move.

Thank you!!!!!

Here come the tears. I don't mind his happy tears at all.

Judy girlbossing let's goooo queen!!!!

HE BOUGHT A RING?????

I wonder if Judy will get a nice side pairing too? I hope she does.

That's the worst measurement of ring sizes method I have seen.

His cute smile is good enough ignore the dumbassery of it all..

[iquestionlife]

”A gift?”

Thank you @annaarcana for your request! I hope i did it justice <3

Castin x Baroness

Genre: Fluff

~Summary: Just Castin being the standard and giving the Baroness her a birthday gift~

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The sounds of various things rung in her ear, the winds blowing, the sound of various types of footsteps of people she knew walking around their manor. Some imperial maids, some Intacian maids, as well as guards patrolling and sometimes chatting with each other filled her ears. A clock could be seen hung on the wall making it’s usual -and rather tedious- sounds , often merging with the sound of paper rustling.

The baroness was inside her office working on her papers and, next to her neatly stack of papers was tea and some pastries.

Despite the rather calm and productive atmosphere she felt a sense of unease pool at the bottom pits of her stomach.

Where was Castin?

.

.

.

Yep, his plan was royally screwed. Frankly, Castin had some level of confidence to be able to pull this whole birthday thing off ,but now he was somewhat doubting himself.

Asking some of the Imperial maids had gotten him nowhere. Nothing. They either gave him polite shrugs or suggested he ask Lilia.

Turns out, he also wasn’t any help. Though Lilia did suggest getting her something that was meaningful.

But what?

Castin knew damn well, that she was not one to celebrate such ‘menial’ and ‘unimportant’ days. God, he could hear her voice in his head already.

He had done anything and her birthday was literally tomorrow. He even asked Reyes…much to his mild irritation. Yet, even Reyes didn’t have an answer.

Walking around the town, his eyes searched around for anything that could be worthy. Something meaningful. Something she’d appreciate. Something she’d like.

A necklace with a locket in the shape of a book caught his eye. It was silver and clearly handmade ,but of good quality.

Finally, he had his idea.

.

.

.

“Castin what did you do this time—“

“Come on babe, have some faith in me,” He grinned from ear to ear. Honestly, it would be endearing had he not dragged her from working. Furthermore, yesterday he’d been out the entire day with a simple ‘ oh, yeah im going out for a bit! Love you!’ .

“Pleaseee? Just close your eyes if you love me.” He asked one more time, to which the baroness just sighed and obliged much to her disgruntled disagreement.

The sound of shuffling and moving around filled her ears. Then paper, then..some sort of metal on wood? The weight on the bed shifted, she could feel him sit next to her cuddling into her side to which she relaxed next to him sighing despite still having her eyes closed.

“Alright open up your pretty little eyes”

And sure enough once she did, she saw a gift box, small but neatly wrapped in a mix of white and silver box. Eyes widened, and she glanced right at Castin who was back-hugging her his face nestled right on her shoulder ,his smile absolutely infuriatingly handsome.

“Happy birthday~”

“…Castin this is…you did not—“

“Ah-Ah-Ah-. Shhhh. No. Nada. No. I did. Today is your birthday. The day you were born. To you, it’s another day ,but to me had you not been born i would not have married my smart, gorgeous, sexy wife. So, no complaining.”

She looked at him ,uncharacteristically a bit flustered, her ears pink. Reluctantly, her once tense shoulders slumped against him and she stared at the box unsure. She reached out for it carefully, holding it gently. As if it were the most precious thing she’d ever received. Castin squeezed her ,as if silently encouraging her with a large grin on his face that it was okay and she could take her time.

Unwrapping the gift carefully, she pushed the wrapping paper aside and was met with a rather elegant small box that felt…like it had a lot of love put into it. Nothing like her jewelry collection and yet…somehow she felt like it was a comforting embrace and Castin was just adding to that with his cuddling. Does he not know the effect he has on her? Certainly not.

Opening the box, there laid a necklace with a locket in the shape of a book, then Castin’s hand covered her’s. He guided her hand to the locket and opened it.

A literal book. It was a literal miniature flip book with pictures of them drawn in a way to show them dancing.

Cradling the necklace in her hand she turned her head to Castin and kissed him before whispering a small yet grateful and vulnerable.

“Thank you…”

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Thank you once again for the request! I hope this was to your liking! <3

[bunny-theia]

Goth Leon fluff!!!

AHHHH IVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS SINCE I SAW ART OF GOTH LEON BY @larvamars ON HERE AND IT'S THE BEST THING EVER

As a result of me obsessing over n°1 how perfect the art is, and n°2 how adorable goth Leon is, I've decided to write a mini fluff story about reader x an older goth Leon.

Reader is fem! Leon is reader's husband!

Enjoy! ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

It was a cold evening coming home after work, and you were getting ready for dinner with your husband, Leon.

As the alarm clock on Leon's side of the bed changed to 6:45pm, you started hurrying, flipping through clothes in your closet like a maniac to find a good dress. Your mind kept flipping between "yes!" and "no!" every time you looked at something, until you sighed and sat on the carpet, thinking intensely. Racing thoughts circled you like an intoxicating stress tornado, until Leon knocks on the door.

"Honey, are you okay?" He called out. *God he was sweet.*

He opens the door at your lack of a response and kneels in front of you, obviously wondering what's wrong.

"What's-..." he cuts himself off as he sees a few clothes strewn over the edge of the bed and the open wardrobe. Then, he continues.

"What's wrong, love?" As he looked at you with kind, loving eyes, his hand ran through his hair, golden and silky. His roots were growing in, but he kept them, saying he was trying a new look.

"I can't find anything good to wear... none of it feels right for where you're taking me."

"Oh honey, don't worry about any of that. I got you the perfect thing for tonight," softly, he gets up and walks to the door, reaching to the other side and pulling a deep blue dress off the handle. "I got you this, I want to see you wearing it tonight."

Your heartstrings were plucked and strummed with a warm and loving force at his words. He always adored getting you gifts, going into shops at any moment he could to pick something for you, taking up classes to make things, even relearning how to play guitar so he could serenade you before work one time. He adored the look on your face when you were happy, when you felt *loved*.

After a moment of silence on your behalf with a goofy little grin on your face, he smiles and places a kiss on your forehead, cold metal piercing jewellery tickling your skin. As you look back up at him in his black suit and lacey cravat, he walks out the room to give you time to yourself, letting you calm down and get ready.

When you emerge from the room, all dressed up and smiling (even wearing the silver locket he gave you), he opens his arms and envelopes you with them.

"You look so beautiful, my love. Are you ready?"

"Mhm!"

[nochi-quinn]

exandria unlimited: divergence: episode three: dynasties and dystopias

First time doing this in notepad++ bc Fuck All That Noise, let's see how that goes

(context is microsoft is putting notepad behind a paywall)

the way it's going is I managed to get pulled away from my computer for the EXACT length of the ads lmao

yk I guess I could have used Sublime Text. ah well, I'm here now

one-shot of keph's cult when

oh celia's top is Nice

so is alex's

SO IS LIAM'S EVERYBODY STOP BEING PRETTY (don't actually)

otto no

this is just the mafia. this is how mafias start.

fiedra hugging their knees

"DON'T LOOK AT ME" mood

you can't make me cry about the kids fifteen minutes in, it's illegal

the colors in nia's art are so tasty

like a claddagh but a locket?

knowing mentor? not knowing mistress? am I misremembering something?

crokas is her kid now. joint custody with fiedra

you can't make me cry about the mom twenty minutes in, it's illegal

fiedra

AH knowing mentor same thing, interchangable god name

(I have not read Explorer's Guide to Wildemount)

okay but fast forward twenty years and torm's hill has a guard force called the seven swords

garen be nice

erro puts the team on his back

turn into goldfish and throw yourselves off

you're (mostly) level one, you're practically gods, it'll be fine

skeleton crab bucket??

"bones."

she's little, she's hard to see

"DANGIT"

"you're all under arrest"

why do I drink things while watching this, I inevitably choke-laugh

garen be nice

CAPTAIN GUBBLING

captain gubbling one-shot when

I am the snow guardian, guardian of the snow

"with our crosSBOWS"

"who doesn't like joy? you sort of have to"

GOD I wish I liked D20, brennan's NPCs are some of my favorite NPCs

"he left a boot"

"or drag a hoe" BE STRONG CELIA

(one time my brother and I got sent away from the table bc my dad kept talking about a "broken hoe" and we could not. stop. giggling.)

"is this the sea"

what is liam doing to his character's parents this time

dead parents AND dead spouse, he's going for a hat trick

crokas no

"you can't breathe down there"

crokas rushes in

if the only fire is a candle, the meal was cooked long ago

thee shield

"there has never been a week like this week"

liam

nat 20 to stealth into the trap

I'M SORRY WHOMST

YELLS

crokas solve puzzle

gee crokas how come mom lets you have TWO vestiges

patia counts, shut up

meanwhile nia gets thrown off the mountain

liana throws herself off the mountain

I was joking

I was JOKING

I stepped away, is the moonweaver hiding in liana?

oh, moonweaver WAS liana

please read edda-earth

OH nia is the proof of concept for clerics!!

moon bone cheek light bone hook hand car door man

"yeah! yeah we will!"

my roommate's been playing avowed and at one point I just turned around and went "is that fuCKING MERCER"

I just remembered that the moonweaver canonically tried to murder artagan for being a fuckhead

you broke crokas

did the orb give him an int point

it gave him SIX points!! it DOUBLED!!

can't wait for them to need those 20s later

ORB OF AVALIR

I didn't even clock the wis bump!!

no shut the fuck up immediately I will cry on you

HE MADE IT

I WILL CRY ON YOU

I STILL want someone to play cerrit's great-great-whatever descendant

"boarding a ship" shut the fuck your mouth

"I'm gonna end up carrying that, aren't I"

crokas is getting used to knowing things

"I don't know if I like smart crokas. he scares me."

does matt realize he's still "holding" the hammer

"I just realized how weird kephkedriel is"

is anyone here old enough to remember when windows would ask you Where Would You Like To Go Today when you turned the computer on

still no respect for crokas

them's ents

"would you like some magic nuts" BE STRONG ALEX

LIAM

alex fought so hard and liam just dove straight for the low-hanging nuts fruit

aw, I was wondering if he'd take draconic from the thing, I also like this better

they had to get at least one

"that's for the theatre people at home" "I'm right here" "go home"

ah yes, the magic 8 ball spell

not. what I was expecting.

"matt's running up to his bedroom"

yeet a tree onto the field

yeet a bunch of fire onto the field

matt just made me remember 311, I will be crumbling into dust presently

guys you're still only level one please

YOU'RE LEVEL ONE

GAREN ISN'T EVEN THAT

we love a tail attack

he remembered!!

BRENNAN THEY'RE LEVEL ONE

matthew

alex is in suffering

(matt and liam are having the time of their lives)

"laura bailey would be so proud"

do not say "mouthful of nut", do not say "mouthful of nut" -

dear The Dice please let him pull this off

shove IS a bonus action

aw, he can count now

"pelvically"

awakened shield!

"what time is it?" "it's clobberin' time"

dagger dagger dagger

well. crossbow dagger dagger

fuck yeah unicorns

these fucking nerds

I ship these old men so badly

thousand burning suns, etc

"flecked with white stone" I WILL CRY ON YOU

"I will cry as much as I am asked" "usually you have to pay good money for that" matthew

"I'm not carrying it"

ofc they made this silly moment heartwarming/breaking

alex you have to stop quoting stuff under your breath. I understand, I am that person. but also.

this is what breaks garen

big "ELVES CAME FROM SPIRITS" energy

"by road's end" BRENNAN

armley

his house is named sleevely

bc you keep your armleies in y- [giant hook yanks me off stage]

key's cursed

key punned, yeet the key

this is the lockpick thing merle had in balance

"I wish I was still dumb"

quick get fiedra a ukelele so she can apologize properly

MAH BOI

[elderly stammering]

garen get on that fucking boat so help me

GAREN GET ON THE BOAT

insight check the key

cross-examine the parrot

"whatdayisit"

[the-multiversal-builder-man]

An R6 Robloxian descends from the skies, its wings sky blue and embellished with clouds. This time, it manages to land on its own two feet. Progress! (Despite the large slam noise of the impact, and the now slightly cracked ground that was being stood upon.)

Shifting into an idle animation, it spoke its usual greeting, its voice as bitcrushed and Discord-microphone-esque as ever,

HEYLO!!!!

you’re my SECOND TRIP, BUILDER. i visited your BUDDIES TOO,

you PROBABLY KNOW why i’m here but if not—

—i’m HERE BECAUSE bomber was here. SO I’M HERE TO Observe You to make sure nothing HAPPENS

HERE, TAKE this..

A locket appears on the ground before Builderman, completely similar to the one Brickbattler (crazyrocketlauncherspammer) received—the inside revealing a depiction of a spawn point with clock hands inside of it.

The Robloxian initiates a /e wave before disappearing into a mess of data-moshed pixels.

-signoff "UNIDENTIFIED" / @unidentifiedrobloxian

builder: WHAT THE*blorb sfx* wait who did that- i WILL talk to you but first who made that sound?

chestnut: you said pg-13 and if we want to keep it that way only one F-bomb is allowed, and your not wasting it on this guy?thing?

builder: ok. so oh what is this thing *builder opens the locket* hmmm this is unique! i have not seen the spawn symbol in my universe this is -

murd: HEY THERE IS A SAW WIELDING MANIAC IN THE SHIP BAY PLEASE HELP

*builder and chestnut laugh as the r6 robloxian leaves yk if he does*

[silvergolddraco28]

Suppressed 3

Heartbreak

MK paced the dojo glancing at the clock and the sky, taking note that the sun was slowly starting to come out from being the mountains. ‘Where is he?’

Mei yawned, watching her friend fret. “MK, he’s going to be fine. You gotta chill.”

“I’m really worried, Mei... You saw that rogue clone! He took the staff right out of my hands like I was a child playing with a stick!” MK gestured rapidly to the older girl.

Mei huffed, pushing herself off the couch and over to the other teen. She tossed an arm over his shoulder and pulled him into a half hug. “Macaque is going to be fine . He’s fought the Monkey King before and lived. Right now he’s just sneaking around. Our Emo Monkey is good at that.”

“Thanks for the compliment, Dragon Girl.” Macaque chuckled as he popped out of the shadows. He grunted as MK threw himself at him.

“Easy Kid. I'm a little sore.” Macaque allowed the teen to hold him before he was dragged to the couch. As the teens began to chatter about what to eat for breakfast, Macaque opened his hand holding the large marble-sized pearl in his fingers. The pearl gave a soft glow before its images shone down to the table like a projection.

“What’s that?” MK asked, clinging to the monkey’s arm.

Mei tilted her head, eye lighting up. “Is that like some sort of magical projector?” She practically half climbed onto MK for a closer look.

“One of Wukong’s memories,” Macaque replied. The trio watched as the pearl began the memory from the beginning showing everything from Wukong’s perspective.

“This looks like it took place after the journey but before the fight with DBK,” MK noted the clothing Wukong wore. “Why does that look like something you’d wear Macaque?” the teen asked. It was odd seeing his mentor dressed in a dark purple tunic-like shirt with sleeves, black loose fitting pants, simple black shoes, and a blood-red scarf around his neck with his nose buried in the material. He looked to have just finished crying recently from the way his eyes were puffy and bloodshot.

“…cause those are my clothes.” The immortal’s voice came out small and lost. Amber eyes were locked onto the small orb, tracing the form of the younger king.

“Why does he have your clothes?” Mei asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I don't know...” Macaque trailed off as Wukong moved his hand behind him and knocked on the wood, turning his head to partially look at his shadow. The younger King in the memory began to speak.

“I know it's been a while, Mihou... Sorry I haven't talked to you, but I haven't really done anything worth telling the past few moons. I was able to find some of your clothes. I put them in a special chest that should keep them from being eaten by time along with some of your puppets...” Memory Wukong softly rambled to his shadow.

MK turned to the monkey. “Mihou?”

“That’s what the Shade thing kept calling you.” Mei realized, eyes wide.

“I don’t use that name anymore.” Macaque mumbled, unable to tear his eyes from the memory. His brows furrowed as he watched, conflicted. ‘It hurts too much to hear that name.’

MK narrowed his eyes before snapping his fingers. “Liu’er Mihou! That's where I've heard it before!”

Macaque visibly flinched before glaring at the kid. “I don’t use that name anymore.”

“Why?” Mei asked, glancing back down at the memory of Wukong talking to his shadow.

MK cringed. “Mei... I think we're dead naming Macaque....” MK said, elbowing her side.

“Oh....” Mei gave an apologetic smile scratching the back of her head. “Sorry.”

Macaque simply sighed before refocusing on the memory. ‘I suppose dying does make that technically a dead name.’

“I know you always wanted cubs Mihou... I... I know of a way...” Memory Wukong trailed off reaching under the scarf for a silver locket, opening it to reveal a lock of white fur. “I just hope this will be enough.”

Macaque’s attention snapped back to the pearl. “What?” He whispered, claws digging into the couch.

Mei and MK gave each other confused looks.

“Do you have any idea what he’s talking about?” Mei questioned MK.

“Well, in the legends it mentioned there was a special river that could get anyone pregnant just by drinking its waters. The pregnancy was for a few days at max I think.” MK stated, brows furrowed.

Macaque ignored them, heart racing. “He didn’t….” The old warrior covered his mouth, fighting back an unexpected wave of tears as grief and longing welled up in his heart.

Memory Wukong stood tucking the locket back into the scarf as his form changed. Golden fur became long shiny silver locks tied up in braids, golden eyes became dark purple with golden flecks, cream skin turned a semi dark shade of tan his tail fading behind the drastic changes while a set of silver earnings hung from his ears shaped just like the very moon. Memory Wukong thoroughly checked the ‘illusion’ having a satisfied smile. “At least one good thing came out of being able to shape shift... The cub will take after you... I’ll make sure they know their mother is you and you alone my shadow...” Memory Wukong softly spoke with a determined look in his eyes.

Macaque choked back a sob, tears spilling down his cheeks. “Wukong, you fucking idiot .” Mei and MK’s jaws went slack.

“God damn, Monkey King looks hot like that...” Mei gaped, eyes wide.

“Why would he? He-I don’t-why?” Macaque shook his head, ears folding back. “Why didn’t he ever say anything?” His voice broke as he took in his old appearance. His silver fur that was now tainted and hidden.

“Mei!” MK hissed, pulling her close to him. “I think we might be missing something kinda important and now is not the time!”

“Oh come on Mk! You're thinking the same thing!” Mei countered.

Movement caught their attention as the Memory Wukong left the shack he called home glancing back before holding out a hand. He seemed to grip something before twisting it slightly, opening a small portion creating a small silver doorway before heading inside. He made a fast track through a massive palace looking for something before he came to a single door with a moon carved into its face. Gently he opened the door looking side the semi-messy room littered with notes on rune magic and prototype puppets hanging on the walls. Memory Wukong entered the room heading directly to the nest-like bed in the center. With a determined look, he dug in the pillows before making a sound of victory. He had pulled out a soft-looking beep purple blanket covered in little moons. “Perfect.” Memory Wukong smiled before leaving the room, gently closing the door behind him before calling his cloud.

Macaque cradled the pearl close, disbelieving eyes following the shifted form of the king.

“Who’s room is that?” Mei loudly whispered to the other teen.

MK gripped her shoulders and very seriously whispered back. “The hero and the warrior were like the Sun and the Moon.” He very purposefully jerked his head towards Macaque and her eyes grew wide.

“I'm shutting up...” Mei clamped her mouth shut as past Wukong let the cloud drop him off in a nearby clearing.

”The river should be a bit of a walk from here... Better get moving.” Memory Wukong began the trek easily, quickly making his way to the water.

Macaque shook his head. “This is crazy. He couldn’t have. He would have told me.” His fingers trembled around the pearl. “He knew how much it meant to me.” The warrior jerked back to the present as MK placed a hand on his shoulder. The boy frowned, squeezing the monkey’s shoulder in a comforting manner. His breath hitched and he almost seemed to plead with the kid. “He wouldn’t keep this from me. Not this.”

“Macaque... I don't think it worked .” Mk softly stated, biting his lip.

The scene swiftly changed to Memory Wukong bowing to the women of the river asking questions while getting answers before being handed a bowl. He pulled out the locket from his neck, opened it, and took out the silver lock to drop in the water. The water glowed before turning as black as night with specks of silver and gold. Wukong gently picked up the bowl and gulped down the liquid making a face when he finished it. The women cheered while the younger women congratulated him before one of the older women took him aside.

”Child... What you are doing is the first of its kind even to our people. There is a great possibility the babe will be stillborn or be born too early to safely stay alive.” the elder gently warned Wukong of the risks.

“I have to try. ” Memory Wukong told her, eyes watering. “ I miss him.”

A wounded noise escaped the warrior. “ Wukong… .” Macaque clutched his scarf as tears started to trail down his cheeks. Oh, Sunshine. Why didn’t you tell me? Mei somberly moved over to the other side of the simian, giving him a side hug.

Time went forward with Wukong’s stomach becoming heavy with a cub... Until something went horribly wrong. Wukong was doubled over in obvious pain, blood leaking from his stomach. ”Quickly help me rest him near a tree! The babe is coming early!”

Macaque silently wept as the memory continued, eyes never leaving the form of the man he loves and the child he never learned of. ’No… no please no!’

”She's out! She’s not breathing!”

”The cord wrapped around her throat... She’s stillborn... I'm sorry child.” the elder stated to utterly exhausted Memory Wukong looking at the small child with bloody tears. Gently he cradled the cooling body of the infant and simply let out cries of grief and utter despair. The purple blanket with little moons slowly becoming red with blood. The pearl started to grow foggy, becoming unclear with echoes of the king’s mourning cries.

The two teens had buried their faces in his scarf as the king’s shadow wailed. Mei hugged the warrior firmly, rubbing circles on his back. MK just cried into his shoulder holding him steady.

Macaque chucked the pearl away from him and dropped his head into his hands with a broken sob. The two teenagers just held him as he fell apart. He wept quietly, but fiercely. His whole body trembling as waves of grief and guilt wracked his form.

Once Macaque was completely cried out both teens gently laid him down to sleep off the revelation. Tucking a spare blanket over the ebony monkey before retreating to the kitchen. Mk paced around the small kitchen chewing on his nails while he thought.

“Monkey King had a stillbirth... He never told anyone about it and no one ever found out since he went shape-shifted as someone else...” MK groaned flipping into a seat. “I feel hungry, but seeing that pearl just made my appetite vanish.” The teenager muttered to the dragon heiress typing frantically on her phone. MK sniffled, turning to face the girl. “I hate this. Monkey King is out there stuck with some twisted version of himself. Macaque just cried himself to sleep. And we are stuck here.”

“MK, we aren’t exactly powerful enough to fight Monkey King toe to toe, much less this warped version of him... But this warped version seems to have some weaknesses.” Mei pointed out, wrapping an arm around the young man.

MK glanced at her, brows furrowed. “Weaknesses?”

“He’s got a scatterbrain attention span, plus I don't think he can read modern Chinese.” The older teen explained.

MK snorted. “Powerful demon. Can’t read. L.”

“Tag and reblog!” Mei cackled. “Anyway, I ordered food to be brought here, hope you like American style breakfast MK.”

MK huffed, dropping his face onto the small table. “…thanks, Mei.”

“Welcome.... You think Macaque will be alright with pancakes? I don't think I've seen him eat anything but noodles and fruit.” Mei genuinely asked, turning back to her friend.

MK shrugged. “Fruit pancakes? He might like blueberry pancakes. I know Monkey King is a vegetarian, but I don’t know about Macaque.”

“With those teeth?! Get real MK, they are carnivores like RedBoy.”

MK sat up. “Monkey King is still Buddhist. I saw him use those teeth to bite into a coconut, Mei. A coconut!”

“Those are really hard to open.” Mei stated, amused at her friend’s exaggerated horror.

“I know we’ve seen him like crush mountains and all that, but it still scared the shit out of me.” MK shuddered. “Anyway, how long do you think we should let Macaque sleep? I feel bad about waking him up but….”

“Let's wait until the food comes. Then see if we can wake him up but if he sleeps anything like Monkey King nothing short of a bomb going off will wake him.” Mei shrugged.

“Gee. I hope not.” MK sighed, dropping his head onto the table. “I want a nap.”

“Why not go snuggle on the couch with Macaque then? Pretty sure monkeys socilize through cuddling.”

MK considered it. “Would that be rude? Eh. Whatever. He’s somehow more physically affectionate than Monkey King. It’ll probably be fiiiine.” He stood up with a yawn and smiled over at his friend. “Are you okay being awake by yourself?”

“I’ll be fine Mk. Not the first time I've had to wait for food.” Mei replied.

“Okay.” He gave her a quick hug. “Wake me up when the food is here.” With another yawn he turned and walked back over to the couch. His heart broke a little at the sight of Macaque curled up into a small ball against the side of the couch. He sighed and slipped under the blanket next to him. Macaque’s tail curled around his arm and pulled him against the monkey’s back. “This is fine.” MK mumbled, already starting to fall asleep.

“Thanks, kiddo.” A quiet whisper caught the teen’s attention. MK just hugged the monkey tighter and fell asleep.

Here’s my discord user if anyone is interested to chat with me!

silvergolddragon28001

[cherrythepuppet]

Outbreak

TW: Drug mentions, Gun Violence, Cursing, Injuries, Lots and Lots of Violence in general!

Stone and Dante: ZeddyZi

Sora: @small-world-au

Cinnamon: Me

Cinnamon stood behind the bar cleaning some of the glasses and putting them away while Dante was on the phone "Let's talk about this in the morning, okay?" Dante mumbled before hanging up the call and setting the phone down

He turned to Cinnamon and She tilted her head as if to silently ask “You alright?” to which Dante nodded “Just some entitled lady…” He chuckled "Fun day, huh?" Cinnamon asked sarcastically "Yeah… What are you still doin’ up? It's late," Dante told her

Cinnamon looked up at the clock that was over the exit and it read 11:40 PM “It's not that late..” She shrugged “And it's still today” She added setting a glass down then crouching down to grab a hidden box

She turned back to Dante then held out the box for him "Here," she said "What's this?" Dante asked, grabbing the box from her "Your birthday," Cinnamon replied. Dante opened the box, he pulled out a small locket bracelet similar to the one around Cinnamon’s neck

"I didn't really know what to get you so… I figured we could just match?" Cinnamon explained while she watched him examine the locket “I also put our photo in it…” She mumbled as Dante stared at the bracelet

Dante stared at the bracelet for a moment before he put it on his wrist "You like it?" Cinnamon asked "Where did you get the money for this?" Dante asked with a small chuckle "Drugs. I sell hardcore drugs" Cinnamon shrugged

"Oh, good," Dante jokes "You can start helping out with the bills" he added, laughing a bit "Psh- yeah, you wish," Cinnamon laughed before letting out a small yawn ”Alright Cin, You get to bed… I'll finish up” Dante told her

“No, no… I-im fine” Cinnamon muttered but another yawn and Dante quickly scooped her up in his arms as she slowly began falling asleep in his arms, He walked upstairs to the bars second floor where their bedrooms were

He opened her bedroom door and then gently set her down in her bed “Night, Honey…” He smiled slightly giving Cinnamon a small pat on the head before turning and closing the door

ALMOST TWO HOURS LATER…

Cinnamon was awakened to the downstairs phone ringing after letting it ring for a few moments, She sat up in bed and stretched then got up and quietly made her downstairs and saw the phone still ringing

She hesitated before picking it up and answering "Hello?" Cinnamon asked into the phone and then recognized the voice on the other end "Cin!" The voice yelled, "I need you to get Dante on the phone!"

"Sora, what time is it?" Cinnamon asked, but Sora was cut off when the Phone call suddenly disconnected "Sora? Hello?" Cinnamon said into the Phone, Cinnamon sighed as she set the phone back down "Phone's dead," Cinnamon groaned before she started looking around instantly noticing the eerie silence

"Dante?" She called out but no reply as the radio suddenly started playing "It appears that what we initially reported as riots seem to be somehow connected to the nationwide pandemic," the radio spoke

"Dante… Where the heck are you?" Cinnamon frowned. She turned to look at the Radio "We've received reports that victims afflicted with the infection show signs of increased aggression and-" The Radio continued

"That's nearby…" Cinnamon mumbled as she listened leaning closer to the radio. The broadcast was abruptly interrupted by a police officer "We need to move everybody out of here now! There's a gas leak. Hey! Move! Get out of here!"

"There seems to be some commotion coming from behind the…," "Lady, get the hell outta here right-" suddenly the radio broadcast was cut off and there was a loud explosion outside as Cinnamon heard dogs barking

"Uh… what was that?!" Cinnamon asked, now seeming more worried. She looked around and a second explosion went off within the city "Dante?" Cinnamon yelled with a frightened tone. She looked out the front window and saw people running down the street screaming and being tackled

She quickly stepped away from the window and moved a table to barricade the door "Dante!" she screamed as she looked around "What is going on?!" She asked while Three police cars drove past the window causing her to get spooked and turn around to hide behind the bar counter

Cinnamon curled up into a small ball then heard the back door swing open and slam shut “Cin?! Cinnamon?!” She heard Dante shout as he ran into the bar and saw Cinnamon hiding, He quickly crouched down to her and checked her for injuries

"Cin! Are you okay?!" He asked "Yeah, I'm fine," Cinnamon told him before Dante let go of her face as Dante searched the counter for something "Has anyone come in here?" Dante asked while he grabbed a box, He opened the box and pulled out a revolver "No," Cinnamon replied "Who would come in here?"

"Don't go near the doors! Just…" Dante told her as he started loading the revolver "Just stay there!" He finished "Dante, you're kinda freaking me out… What's going on?!" Cinnamon asked, sounding worried

"It's the lady! Something isn't right with her. I think she's sick!" Dante explained "What kind of sick?" Cinnamon asked but Suddenly, a loud bang come from the other side of the front door before whoever or whatever it was began to slam into it

"Dante?!" Cinnamon exclaimed once she saw the table she moved up against the door shift until it was thrown out of the way and the door was soon pushed open and the lady fell to the ground "Jesus! Lady!" Dante yelled as he and Cinnamon both jumped back slightly together "Dante?!" Cinnamon shouted

"Cinnamon! C'mere, c'mere!" Dante said as he pulled Cinnamon behind him. He wielded his revolver as he tried to protect both of them "It's okay…" Cinnamon mumbled to herself in an attempt to calm herself down, but the lady pushed herself off the ground and twitched slightly

"Ma’am!" Dante yelled "Ma’am, stay back!" Dante demanded, but the lady turned to them "Miss, I am warning you!" Dante shouted "Oh, my God…" Cinnamon said with wide eyes as she watched the lady start sprinting towards them. "Don't!" Dante yelled before he shot the lady once, killing her

Both Dante and Cinnamon were silent for a moment. Then Dante rushed Cinnamon out of the bar through the back exit "Go! Go!" he told her grabbing her by her arm pulling her out of the bar and into the alley

He turned then grabbed Cinnamon by the shoulders and whispered, "You shot her…" Cinnamon said, sounding shaken "Cin?" Dante began as Cinnamon was breathing shakily "Listen to me, there is something bad going on! We have got to get outta here! Do you understand me?" Dante said to her, sounding serious

Cinnamon hesitated but nodded with a quiet "Yeah" before the sound of wheels halting to a stop sounded "C'mon…" Dante muttered before He grabs Cinnamon by the hand and quickly heads for the car that

When they get close, they find Stone in a stolen car in the driveway. He gets out and approaches the pair "Where the hell have you been? You have any idea what's going on out there?" Stone asked "I got some notion," Dante grumbled as he pulls Cinnamon towards the car and opens the back door

Sora sat in the backseat of the car and helped Cinnamon into the car but then noticed the blood on Dante’s vest "Holy… You got blood all over you!" Sora exclaimed which Dante ignored at the moment

Cinnamon climbs into the backseat of the car "It ain't mine," Dante said to Sora, "Let's just get outta here." He added "They're saying that half the people in the city have lost their minds," Stone replied while climbing into the driver's seat

"Can we please just go?" Dante asked, getting into the passenger seat "Some sort of parasite or something," Stone continued while he got into the driver's seat as Dante slumped down in his seat

"Hey, Cinnamon, how you holding up?" Sora asked while he turned around to face Cinnamon and Stone reversed out of the street "I'm fine…” Cinnamon mumbled as she brought her knees up to her chest

Stone flipped through the radio stations, only to find no signal "No cellphone! No radio! Yeah, we're doing great!" Stone groaned, sarcastically "They say where to go?" Dante asked "He said, ah…” Sora answered, "Army's putting’ up road blocks on Eight Blocks on the highway. No getting into Travis County," he explained

"That means we need to get the hell out," Dante told Stone, "Take 71" "71, that's where I'm headed," Stone muttered. Soon they arrived at an intersection where a police car drove by and Stone turned right

"Did they say how many are dead?" Cinnamon asked "Probably a lot… Found this one family all mangled inside their house-" Stone was cut off "Stone!" Dante glared at him "Right. Sorry…" Stone said with a sigh

They continue driving and turn left, passing a bloodied car that has crashed into a telephone pole "Jesus Christ, how did this happen?" Dante asked quietly "They have no clue. But we ain't the only part of town. At first they were saying it was just the pier. Now they're going on about the graveyard, the entertainment square…" Sora explained

"Are we sick?" Cinnamon asked, making Dante look at her with worry "No. No, of course not," Dante told her, but Cinnamon didn't sound entirely convinced "How do you know?" She asked "They said it's just us, people in the city. We're good," Sora added while making a turn right at an intersection

“We're fine. Trust me," Dante reassured her "All right…" Cinnamon mumbled. She still didn't sound entirely confident, They approach Highway 71 and begin to drive through it but It's congested due to traffic

Suddenly, they see an ambulance drive past them. It's difficult to move forward, and they wait until the traffic clears But they still find themselves caught in a traffic jam. Suddenly, they hear the whir of a helicopter's blades and see a helicopter fly over

"Oh, this is bad!" Stone yelled "Everyone and their mothers had the same damn idea!" he honked the horn "We could just backtrack and-" Dante begins to say, but he's cut off by the driver of the car in front of them

"Hey, what the f!ck, man? Let's go!" the man yells at the car in front of him

Suddenly a runner runs up from the left and starts attacking the man sitting in the driver's seat in the car in front of them "Holy shit!" Dante yelled as a second runner starts attacking the woman in the passenger seat next to the driver

"Oh my God…" Cinnamon exclaimed while she and Sora both stared in horror, "Stone," Dante said while he began to shake Stone’s shoulder desperately "Stone!" he yelled, trying to grab his attention

Stone, who is stricken with shock, is brought back to reality by Dante yelling "Holy shit!" he responds

He puts the car in reverse and backs up as the two runners chase after the vehicle. One of the runners slams violently into the backseat window but fails to break it. Stone quickly puts the car in drive and drives off onto another street, narrowly escaping the two pursuing infected

"What the fuck just happened?!" Stone exclaimed "What the fuck just happened- did you see that!?" "Yes, I saw it!" Dante yelled back while looking at Stone “Goddamn!" Stone groaned as he takes a deep breath and steers the car towards the left

"Turn here!" Dante says while pointing to the left. Stone turns and finds an RV blocking their way as civilians run through the street. he slows the car down and looks around nervously for a path forward

"Come on, people! Move!" Stone yelled, trying to get the civilians to move out of the way "No, no, no, no, no…" Dante muttered "What are they running from?" Sora asked, sounding nervous "Get us out of here," Dante demanded "I'm trying!" Stone yelled as a civilian bumped into the truck, causing Stone to suddenly hit the brakes

"Oh no," Cinnamon said nervously "We can't stop here!" Dante yelled "I can't fucking drive through 'em!" Stone screamed "Then back up then!" Dante yelled back "They're behind me too!" Stone replied "There!" Dante said while pointing to an opening on the left "Hold on!" Stone told them

Stone successfully steers through the opening and approaches an intersection in town. As they pass through, Sora looks to the left and calls out "Look out!" Almost immediately, a car crashes into the side of the truck. The car flips over and everything goes black…

-

Dante slowly began to regain his consciousness "What?" he muttered softly, blinking and looking around as he groggily came to, He saw civilians running for their lives and a Runner attacking the passengers of the car that crashed into them

He looked at Cinnamon and she seemed dazed as she was sitting up in the car, her clothes torn and dirtied. She didn't seem injured, but she looked like she was in shock, Dante had wide eyes as he looked at Cinnamon "Get back, Cin… Get back!" He told Cinnamon, and she did just that

Dante began to kick out the windshield of the truck. He kicked the window three times before it broke and glass shattered everywhere. He kept kicking until the windshield shattered completely, allowing him to break free from the vehicle

Dante slowly climbed out of the truck as civilians ran for their lives, avoiding the Infected around them. Dante stood up and was attacked by a Runner, but he pushed the Runner back

Sora, who had regained consciousness by this time, came to Dante's rescue and knocked the Runner out by striking it with a brick. They looked at each other, and Cinnamon was still seated inside the truck

"Dante?" Cinnamon asked "I'm here, I'm here!" Dante said with a relieved expression on his face. He reached out his hand to Cinnamon, who took it and stood up with him as Sora checked on Stone

"Come on, gimme your hand" Dante added gently Cinnamon grabbed his hand and he assisted her with her balance as she limped "What's wrong?" Dante asked with a concerned look on his face

"My leg hurts…” Cinnamon mumbled "How bad?” Dante asked her “Pretty bad,” Cinnamon replied with a nervous nod "We’re gonna need to run," Sora spoke up which got Dante's attention. "Oh my God…" Dante mumbled, looking at what Sora was looking at. He saw a group of Infected running in their direction

Dante pulled his revolver out from his back pocket and handed it to Stone, "Keep us safe!" he demanded of him. Then he picked up Cinnamon and held her in his arms

Dante carries Cinnamon through the streets of Ramshackle, as Stone leads the way. They see civilians desperately running away and fighting off the Infected. The Infected try to attack the three survivors, but they keep running as quickly as they can

"Dante, I'm scared." Cinnamon told him "Just keep your eyes closed!" Dante responded as Sora occasionally looked behind to make sure the coast was clear. Suddenly, a Runner tackles a man to the ground in front of Stone. he steps back quickly to avoid being attacked "Watch out!" he yelled

The three continue running down the street. They see a car speeding out of control and driving towards the nearby gas station

Cinnamon gasped, but before she could finish her sentence, the car crashed into the fuel pumps, causing a huge explosion. "Oh my God…" she said, staring at the large fire with her mouth wide open

Sora flinched slightly at the explosion but turned to check on the two "Keep running!" he yelled and they continued running, They turned right onto the next street while the road on the left was blocked by fire and flaming people fleeing from a burning building

"Those people are on fire!" Cinnamon exclaimed "Don't look, Cin," Dante told her, and she nodded quickly While They approached a fire truck parked on the road. Stone looked both directions and pointed to an opening on the right side "Over there!" he yelled and they ran as fast as they could to reach the opening

The firetruck was blocking a large mass of Infected that were trying to break free, As they pass through the opening, they hear the crash of two cars hitting each other nearbyIt knocks some civilians down

"We're gonna get outta this, I promise," Dante whispered gently to Cinnamon. They continue running down the street. In front of them, they see a movie theater with a police barricade set up outside, as officers wave civilians into different directions

A car on fire rolls in from the street behind them and crashes into a parked car, causing an explosion "Get back! There's too many of 'em!" Stone yells while waving to the left "This way! Through the alley!" Sora added

The three enter the alley and Sora opens a fence gate, holding it open for Dante and Cinnamon As Dante walks down the alley towards Sora, a nearby Runner attempts to attack him. Dante manages to hold the infected back, but Stone kicks the infected down onto the ground

Then he shoots the infected once in the head with the revolver he got earlier, killing the infected before it could bite them "Goddammit…" Stone mutters "We're almost there. We're almost there…" Dante told Cinnamon gently to try and calm her

They continue running down the alley, which has a fence on the right side. One of the Infected is trying to climb through a small opening in the fence. Sora yells, "They're getting through the fence!" as they run forward towards him "Keep going! Find a way out of here!" he yells at them

Stone runs to the back door of the nearby bar. He opens and holds the door open for them and nods towards the bar door "C'mon! Dante!" he yelled as Dante, Cinnamon, and Sora ran into the bar. Stone attempts to hold the door shut but the arms of some Infected keep him from closing it

He is forced to hold the door shut and faces Dante "Get to the highway!" he yells at him "What?" Sora asked "Go- You got Cinnamon. I can outrun 'em!" Stone explained "Stone?!" Sora exclaimed "I'll meet you there!" Dante yells after some hesitation, He starts running towards the front entrance of the bar and out the door

Stone shouts at him once more "Hurry!" while Dante, Cinnamon, and Sora leave the bar "Dante, we can't leave him!" Sora cried "He's gonna be fine," Dante told him

The three run through the opening in the half-wall and onto a dirt trail that leads to the nearby highway. As they run, the Infected chase them from behind. "We're almost there!" Dante yelled "They're getting closer!" Cinnamon yelled, referring to the Infected chasing them while The sound of a helicopter can be heard in the distance

The trio passes an overturned ambulance and sees another Runner crawling out from underneath it and starts chasing them. They continue running along the dirt path. Suddenly, they hear gunshots and see that the Infected behind them have been shot by bullets. Cinnamon screams

"It's okay! we're safe, we're safe," Dante told her gently. Suddenly, they hear a voice. It's a cop, and he's armed with a rifle and has a mounted light in the distance"Hey! We need help!" Dante called out. The cop demands, "Stop!" "Please, it's my daughter! I think her leg is broken" Dante replied

"Stop right there!" the cop repeated raising his gun at the three making Dante pause "… Okay, we're not sick," Dante told him

"We've got two civilians outside the perimeter, please advise," the cop said into the radio "Dante, what about Stone?" Sora asked Dante "We're gonna get you two to safety and go back for him, Okay?" Dante muttered quietly

"Sir, there's an injured girl-" the cop hesitated "But…" he sighed "Yes, sir," he replied "Listen, buddy, we've just been through hell. Okay, we just need-" Dante was cut off by the cop again

The cop raises his gun and aims it directly at Dante and Cinnamon "Oh, shit…" Dante muttered as The cop pulls the trigger but Dante quickly turns and is shot in the side as Cinnamon screams and falls from Dante's arms

“DANTE, CIN!” Sora cried rushing over to Dante as the cop hovered over them with his gun, and Dante groaned in pain while holding his side "Please… don't.." Sora pleaded as Dante reaches out his other arm towards the cop

The cop was about to shoot but was suddenly shot in the head and collapses as Stone enters the scene with the revolver still drawn and sees Cinnamon lying on the ground and whimpering

"Oh, no…" He whispered to himself. He checks the soldier for any sign of life before approaching Sora gently holding his face before the two look over at Cinnamon, Dante turns and crawls towards Cinnamon, and she whimpers in pain

"Okay, move your hands, Honey" Dante tells her. Stone looks towards Dante as the revolver is still held in his hand, Cinnamon grabs Dante's shoulder in pain and looks into his eyes "I know… I know this hurts…" Dante told her "You're gonna be okay! Stay with me!"

He reaches down and scoops her into his arms, trying to comfort her "Alright, I'm gonna pick you up. I know it hurts. Come on, please, I know it hurts," he said softly. Sora watches in horror as Dante holds Cinnamon in his arms

She's losing a lot of blood due to a bullet going through her chest "Cinnamon…" Dante sniffed at the realization that she was limp "Don't do this to me…" he said "Honey, Don't do this to me…" he begged as he cradled her body in his arms…

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[joysmercer]

June 2013; pre-uni anubis reunion/grad party at the millington residence; nina and joy.

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"you look like hell."

nina nearly drops the beer bottle she'd been nursing in shock. it's nearly 3:30 in the morning; she had assumed that everyone else had more-or-less passed out hours ago, leaving her here alone. but now, joy stands in the doorway, the pale stream of moonlight from the window revealing dark circles under her eyes that rival nina's own.

to her own surprise, she gestures up to the couch she's leaning against. "come sit," she says.

joy hesitates, then nods and comes to join nina on the floor, grabbing a cushion as a backrest and folding her legs neatly before her. even in exhaustion, everything about her is careful, calculated. nina's always simultaneously greatly disliked and heavily admired that about her.

"wanna swap?" joy asks. nina stares at the juicebox (undoubtedly taken from alfie) being extended towards her. "i could use something stronger, and like i said earlier, you look—"

"i'm fine," nina says on-cue, but grabs the juicebox and hands over her beer anyway. she takes a sip and immediately makes a face. "ew, grape."

"no tradebacks," joy smirks, but says nothing more.

they sit there in silence for a while, the ticking sound of a faraway clock their only other company.

nina's almost forgotten that the other girl is even there when joy's voice suddenly cuts through the stillness: "do you think things would've been different if i never left?"

"if you never—?" nina asks, and then it hits her. "oh."

she can feel joy stiffen besides her. "it's not like i forgot," nina adds hastily, "but i didn't know you, you know, before. so it feels less like you came back, and more like you just, y'know, came."

"so you ignore the fact that i knew everyone and everything before you even set foot in this country."

"that's not what i meant."

joy sighs and leans back against the couch, her eyes shut. "i know. i know."

"but i do, sometimes. think about what could've happened, i mean," nina says, mostly to cut the awkwardness but partially because it's true.

"do you think…do you think things would have been different?"

she knows joy isn't asking about the cup, or the mask, at least in the broad terms that outline the obvious answer to that question—that no, nina would have still gotten the locket one way or another, she's sure of it, and it doesn't take a genius to realize that her status as the paragon would have also been found out eventually.

she looks up to the balcony above the foyer, where the boys are asleep. fabian is in one of those rooms, or, at least, she thinks he is—she hasn't actually seen him since their reunion, if you could even call it that.

she had loved him once, and he, her—but neither of those things lasted. she had hated the girl next to her for that same reason, and vice-versa once again, and now here they are. but it's more complicated than just that, because there was also the other girls, whose protective streaks were never meant to be activated in tandem, and the boys, desperate to prove themselves for reasons they themselves couldn't quite explain, and the others, who always knew there were secrets in the house and covered for their friends without question.

the fact of the matter was that joy leaving disrupted a fundamental balance, and nina's arrival only moved the fulcrum farther away from where it started, and the cracks that resulted from all that would probably never fully heal.

"yes," nina answers. her eyes meet joy's. "we would have been happier. eventually, anyway."

"i think—" joy pauses. "we would have been good for each other. good to each other."

the words hang heavily between them, an apology, a confession, and a simple statement of fact all rolled into one.

joy hands back the bottle. it's empty. nina turns it over in her hands, feeling the smooth glass under her fingers. it's so fragile, so perfect. nina impulsively throws it across the room.

joy gasps and covers her ears as it lands in the fireplace and shatters into a million pieces they can't see. nina smirks. joy smiles, then giggles, then roars with laughter, and then nina joins in.

because, in the end, it's the only thing they can do.

[deathdetermineslife]

Hehe hello :3

💍, 🫧, and 🪼 for the ask game, if these weren't answered yet?

- @puppeteeredheart

IVE BEEN WAITIN FOR THIS ONE! TURN IT UP!

(also 🪼 was answered here)

💍

in my head we are married. so married. we don't wear matching rings though. he keeps a picture of me in (what I choose to believe is) his locket. will attach picture below ↓. I'm a big necklace and locket person and me personally I would keep a lock of his hair in it. not a lot, just a small enough piece to keep inside a trinket I'll wear!

some people think it's a clock? I like that idea also but I love the idea of a locket more.

🫧

OKAY SO I HAVE A LONG LIST AND WILL OFFER MANY AN EXPLANATION FOR EACH (some of these only make sense in my head but that's okay) ((also, warning for mentions of kiyos backstory, which include referenced csa))

cherry waves by deftones - I said I'd offer an explanation for each of these but I honestly only feel this way bc of vibes

old friend by mitski - something about the lyric "I haven't told anyone, have you?" reminds me way too much of his backstory and it devastates me daily

please just stay dead by nicole dollanganger - a backstory thing again. "this time please just stay dead/and I guess I can't blame you, but I hate you all the same"

13 angels standing guard round the side of your bed by silver mt. zion - haunting. I don't have a better explanation

hard times by ethel cain - backstory, again. I actually made an art piece inspired by this for his birthday last year! it's on my main!

helena by my chemical romance (specifically the nicole dollanganger cover) - vibes. hes very,,, "death coded" character. so the imagery of hearses and death fits him.

gommene gommene by kikuo - self explanatory. fun fact, right after I finished trial three for the first time, I hit shuffle on my Spotify to have a good cry and this song came on. I haven't recovered from that.

alligator blood by nicole dollanganger - vibes. also, "grow up weak or grow up tough"

family tree by ethel cain - I have an illustration cookin up in my brain I wanna draw for this...

first love/late spring by mitski - I had a dream like three years ago about him and this song was playing in the background.

sweet dreams are made of this by marilyn manson - vibes. and like, disturbingish dark alternative music reminds me of him

iowa by slipknot - same as before

pet by a perfect circle - ↑ (also this song just fucks so hard)

bernadette by iamx - do you see the vision. do you see it. do you see the vision please—

insomnia by iamx - the lyric "oh my god, you're beautiful" did something to me when 10 year old me heard it for the first time then eventually I found Kiyo and thought "no so actually this is so him"

motion sickness by phoebe bridgers - I found this song in 2021 when someone made a post "no but this is his song" on TikTok and I agree whole heatedly everytime I go to cry to it I end up crying harder bc it's actually just so him it hurts </3 "I hate you for what you did, but I miss you like a little kid"

who is she? by I monster - back story. it's such a hauntingly beautiful song too. it fits him perfectly. "a misty memory, a haunting face. is she a lost embrace? I call her name, across an endless plane. shell answer me, wherever she may be."

heroin by badflower - same reason as last one. hauntingly beautiful. it's a beautiful song and it needs more recognition. "now she's in me, and I can't let her go" (I mean her spirit is literally inside this man like, hello)

I can't decide by scissor sisters - y'all remember when this was big in the fnaf fandom? yea same reason.

after dark by mr kitty - my ex like, fourish years ago told me this reminded her of Kiyo and I haven't let that go

I love you by HIM - vibes. fucks so hard, fantastic song

heaven tonight by HIM - same reason ↑

televangelism by ethel cain - made kiyo art inspired by this. I'll link it here, it's probably my favorite Kiyo art ever (ignore the hard times quote)

august underground by ethel cain - deep foreboding tragic instrumental. also made art for this.

hate me! by leæther strip (specifically the funker vogt remix) - vibes again. the beat, mostly.

the mind electric by miracle musical - reminds me of his trial

evelyn evelyn by evelyn evelyn - self explanatory

rule #4 by fish in a birdcage - I can't explain this one it just does

we will commit wolf murder by of montreal - same thing. just reminds me of him. no reason.

you are the moon by the hush sound - just a sweet and lovely song that makes me think of him. "you will see your beauty in every moment that you rise"

life fades to a funeral by carnifex - dark instrumental, also the title

summit song by nicole dollanganger - ↑ another instrumental

memoir #2 [06.12.09] by maria pseftoga - sad creepy instrumental

all of these songs are very good and I recommend all of them. also there's tons more but I have Kiyo art I wanna make and don't wanna spend all my time on this teehee