#and I haven't colored in forever I'm just glad it turned out nice

[mewkwota]

I Know What You Are... You Are Mega Man!

The differences between each Mega is something I love and appreciate, plus it's also fun to compare them side-by-side for it.

I think it's really amusing how they start with robots that slowly reach near-human traits, and then there's a straight-up human. Albeit, he is merged with a non-human being.

And then there's Volnutt. I know he could probably be narrowed down to an "artificial human", but I like the idea of tying him to his celestial origins as Trigger that are still half a mystery.

Such is my running-joke with him. He is just... Volnutt (currently).

[chaoticnezz]

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~You hummed a familiar tune that you had heard one day on your walk to the store. You let a small huff of relief slip between your lips. 'im glad that nobody's here.'

Earlier their was a fight in the hallway, as you were going to the music to enjoy your free period you had got caught in the crowd. You had barely managed to slip through into a quieter hallway.

The bad news was that this was an unknown hallway to you, sure you've been going here for about a year and a half, but this school was huge so you haven't seen all of it.

You felt your fingers move along the groves of the wall, As you tried to find someone to ask for direction to hallway 1-C. As you walked further down the hall you heard a frustrated grunt followed by the sound of paper being crumbled.

You followed the sound, letting curiosity get the best of you. Stoping at a partially cracked door, you gently opened the door and steeping inside the room.

A head snapped in your direction. Your e/c eyes Locked with a pair of teal eyes. You examined the stranger, he had red hair with some teal tips sprinkled around, accompanied by teal eyes.

You inhaled a small puff of air. "I'm sorry for disrupting you." The strangers glare softened. "It's alright, so what brings you to the art room."

He set down the pencil that you now realized that he was holding. "I heard paper being crumpled, and I'm also kinda lost." The strangers face relaxed Even more as he let a small snicker escape his lips.

"Really? Well where do you need to go I could show you the way." The tips of your ears had turned a bit red (or whatever color you have for blush.) From being laughed at.

"Well I need to go to the music room." "Alright I'll show you the way, my name's sora M by the way." "Well Sora I'm Y/n L/n."

Sora stood up from his seat at the desk. You now realized that Sora was a good foot or so taller then you. Sora walked out of the now opened door.

As the two of you walked down the school halls a question lingered in you mind. "Why exactly were you crumpling up paper.

"Well I was struggling to draw one of my model photos." Sora let out a sigh as he rubbed the back of his head. "Oh, well maybe you just need a new model."

"Maybe your right thanks for the help Y/n." The two of you began to continue down the halls in silence. The silence would have been nice if their wasn't this weird feeling crawling up your spine.

That feeling never disappeared even after a couple of weeks.

But here you were waiting in the art room for Sora. He asked you to help him with his art project. The doors soon slid open and soon in came Sora.

"Sorry I'm a bit late I had to stay after class to help a teacher." "It's alright, so what did you want me to help you with."

"Well I need someone to model for me but." "But what?" You hoped off the windowsill and stared at Sora, pure curiosity filled your eyes.

"I'd rather have someone to keep me company forever." "What" you backed away from Sora not liking how his tone of voice changed.

Sora stepped closer to you each time you took a step back. And soon you were backed into a corner. You began to throw punches and kicks trying to keep Sora away from you.

"I don't like violence, angel please don't make me do this." That was the last thing you heard before getting knocked unconscious.

[becauseimanicequeen]

I read your hilarious post on your bad taste and couldn't believe you mentioned Xena. That was my favorite show as a child too! We have similar taste in qls too.

What are your favorite ql characters though? I tend to like the darker kind. It would be interesting to read your thoughts.

Have a nice day.

Hi, Anon.

Glad to meet a fellow Xena lover.

When it comes to QL characters, my taste is similar to the QLs in that post you mentioned. I’m usually drawn to the bad bitches. So, here are the…

Bad bitches that have me in a chokehold.

My memory is a bit fucked, but these are the ones I can remember off the top of my head right now.

*spoilers ahead, so read at your own peril*

Tan/New (DFF)

Everything started with his brother disappearing and ended with him torturing the people responsible with their worst fears and deepest secrets. All the while having a backup plan knowing his closest ally would turn on him. New is no dumbass. He's a determined, prepared, avenging manipulator. And this bad bitch was determined to avenge his brother (and his own suffering) even if it killed him. I don't know about you, but I love a man who knows what he wants.

Todd (Not Me)

On the topic of manipulation... This prince charming put his lover (you can't convince me they weren't) into a coma while manipulating his lover's twin brother to join a gang whose mission is to take down the man who stands in the way of making Todd the king of Thailand's business world. Master manipulator at its finest (and he's fine as fuck). What's not to love?

Black (Not Me)

He was put into a coma by his lover (again, you can't convince me they weren't) and paid back in the same coin because this bitch is petty as fuck. And I love him for it.

Ai Di (Kiseki: Dear to Me)

This colorful and feisty little shit had me in a chokehold from the first moment I saw him. He runs head-first into fights, can kick ass (and do), and is often manhandled by his "adoptive" brother/best friend/crush while kicking and screaming. And let's not forget he's petty and admits it.

Vegas (KinnPorsche)

This bitch with daddy issues is a walking, talking toxic issue from start to finish in KinnPorsche. He drugged Porsche to assault him (and get under his cousin's skin), killed Tawan whom he only hooked up with to take down his cousin, captured and tortured Pete only to fuck him when the pet hedgehog died, not to forget he sat in Tankhun's seat at the dinner table (I mean, where are his fucking manners? lol)... And this is just a summary. But it's also because of all of this that Vegas is my favorite character in KinnPorsche.

Boston (Only Friends)

He's a slut. That's it. He doesn't need more context. Give me a slut, and a toxic one at that, and I'll love them forever. I know, I've got issues... But so does Boston, which is why I love him.

And the most recent bad bitch to come into my life…

Ming (My Stand-In)

It's too soon for me to say anything substantial about Ming (since only one episode is out and I haven't read the novel). BUT. It took less than an hour for this man to grab me by the throat... and I let him. It took him less than an hour to claim ownership of my soul... and I let him (I even begged him to during the scene in the gif above). This man is trouble. And I love trouble. I won't defend his actions, but I will love him.

I've said it before, and I'll say it again... I need this bad bitch to break Joe’s heart into a million little pieces (because we all know it’s happening anyway). I need him to be toxic. I need him to be a problem. I need him to the THE PROBLEM.

And when he realizes what he's done, I need him to pay for it by crawling through hell, only to beg on his knees for forgiveness when he realizes Joe is back, and then pay with his own blood when he tries his utmost to stitch Joe’s heart back together. Just give me the pain!

I love every single one of these characters. And I love that I love them.

I know, it’s a me-problem. But at least I'm aware of it.

I’m sure I’ll remember more characters that have me in a chokehold as soon as I hit publish on this. But, at least this is a start for now.

Thanks for your ask.

[chatange]

soft asks by sunnysideanon

i treat ask games like surveys, we all know this.

what song makes you feel better?

who listens to music to feel better?

what’s your feel-good movie?

i dont watch movies qwq im sorry these are rough answers

what’s your favorite candle scent?

i usually like winter fruit smells. so plums, pomegranates, grape, deep and rummy sorta scents. i also like rich sweet ones, resin-y smells. i like a nice light floral mix (iris, jasmine, lily, rose) on cleaning days.

what flower would you like to be given?

lillies. any lillies, but i like madonna lillies

who do you feel most you around?

my partner system, but specifically trent. he is me, and ive never felt it more than when we're together. my brothers are a close second.

say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical)

i have gold rings around my pupils i just noticed the other day. they're gorgeous and i have no idea where i got them from genetically-- maybe my mother. she has gold in her green eyes. i'm glad i got something from her eyes, i'm jealous of them. i have insanely enviable hair. my nails are elegant... also enviable. im wicked talented and sharp, nobody can create the way i can-- BITCH???? ok one of my favorite songs paused randomly that was a whole experience. answer cancelled next question

what color brings you peace?

pale green. this isn't bad, though.

what calms you down?

being alone in my own space. writing music/poetry. having a clean space. music-- hey, i guess that first question was onto smth

what’s something you’re excited for?

grocery run tomorrow, haircut sometime this week. yay.

what’s your ideal date?

taking turns spitting vodka into each others mouths and banging our skulls together til we pass out

how are you?

im fine! a lot of excess energy strangely which is funny b/c i haven't had any caffiene today. that reminds me i need to add energy drinks to my grocery list. eeeeeeee also feeling sappy. in love. so in love hehe

what’s your comfort food?

probably any kind of salad theyre very safe foods

favorite feel-good show?

i dont dream of watching televi-- interview with the vampire.

fairy lights or LED lights?

fairy lights. LED lights make me anxious to look at but now Everyone has them so what do i know

do you still love stuffed animals?

yes.

most important thing in your life?

myself, but secondly, my fiance.

what do you want most in the world right now?

a kiss.

if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

don't smoke cigarettes and don't tell that girl everything.

what would you say to your future self?

keep doing it, even if it's uncomfortable. trust your gut, not your body.

favorite piece of clothing?

my black turtleneck or my fur coat.

what’s something you do to de-stress?

bounce and moan on it

what’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

moneyyyy!!! oh, personal. money from their personal bank account!!! (a card. i collect those.)

what movie would you want to live in?

childs play. id fuck that doll and save the little boy JFIOWEJFE

which character would you want to be?

... oh myself isnt an option ok. then id wanna be in clueless and be cher. id like to be rich

hugs or hand-holding?

hugs. i need my hands for other things but i can be hugged forever

morning, afternoon or night?

ALL OF THEM ALL OF THE TIME

what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

horses, dirt roads, hotel rooms, cigarette smoke.

[bi-frog4girls]

Yandere x reader

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You hummed a familiar tune that you had heard one day on your walk to the store. You let a small huff of relief slip between your lips. 'im glad that nobody's here.'

Earlier their was a fight in the hallway, as you were going to the music to enjoy your free period you had got caught in the crowd. You had barely managed to slip through into a quieter hallway.

The bad news was that this was an unknown hallway to you, sure you've been going here for about a year and a half, but this school was huge so you haven't seen all of it.

You felt your fingers move along the groves of the wall, As you tried to find someone to ask for direction to hallway 1-C. As you walked further down the hall you heard a frustrated grunt followed by the sound of paper being crumbled.

You followed the sound, letting curiosity get the best of you. Stoping at a partially cracked door, you gently opened the door and steeping inside the room.

A head snapped in your direction. Your e/c eyes Locked with a pair of teal eyes. You examined the stranger, he had red hair with some teal tips sprinkled around, accompanied by teal eyes.

You inhaled a small puff of air. "I'm sorry for disrupting you." The strangers glare softened. "It's alright, so what brings you to the art room."

He set down the pencil that you now realized that he was holding. "I heard paper being crumpled, and I'm also kinda lost." The strangers face relaxed Even more as he let a small snicker escape his lips.

"Really? Well where do you need to go I could show you the way." The tips of your ears had turned a bit red (or whatever color you have for blush.) From being laughed at.

"Well I need to go to the music room." "Alright I'll show you the way, my name's sora M by the way." "Well Sora I'm, Y/n L/n."

Sora stood up from his seat at the desk. You now realized that Sora was a good foot or so taller then you. Sora walked out of the now opened door.

As the two of you walked down the school halls a question lingered in you mind. "Why exactly were you crumpling up paper?"

"Well I was struggling to draw one of my model photos." Sora let out a sigh as he rubbed the back of his head. "Oh, well maybe you just need a new model."

"Maybe your right thanks for the help Y/n." The two of you began to continue down the halls in silence. The silence would have been nice if their wasn't this weird feeling crawling up your spine.

That feeling never disappeared even after a couple of weeks.

But here you were waiting in the art room for Sora. He asked you to help him with his art project. The doors soon slid open and soon in came Sora.

"Sorry I'm a bit late I had to stay after class to help a teacher." "It's alright, so what did you want me to help you with."

"Well I need someone to model for me but." "But what?" You hoped off the windowsill and stared at Sora, pure curiosity filled your eyes.

"I'd rather have someone to keep me company forever." "What" you backed away from Sora not liking how his tone of voice changed.

Sora stepped closer to you each time you took a step back. And soon you were backed into a corner. You began to throw punches and kicks trying to keep Sora away from you.

"I don't like violence, angel please don't make me do this." That was the last thing you heard before getting knocked unconscious.

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[stainedglass-lantern]

Hmph, I still wanna know an assumption though. I believe even if I begged you wouldn't tell me though, you give off those vibes.

Have you played Minecraft any? It's a game we could pretty easily play together.

A little bit of everywhere? Have you moved around a lot too? January is the dead of winter here. It only starts to warm up in March I think.

I might like immortality. Mainly to devour everything. There's never enough time to learn and discover, y'know? Besides that I'm content dying. I'd like there to be an afterlife or some sort of continuation so I could be with my lover for forever, but our bodies decaying together is a nice thought too. How do you feel about death?

I doubt you'll figure it out by re-reading. Not that you're not smart, just that I think I was very vague.

Do you like any other drinks? Coffee, soda, beer, etc? What do you drink most often? I really like dr pepper but what I drink most often is water. I always carry a water bottle with me. I get migraines and headaches easily, so it's important to stay hydrated.

Ok, so for the song series you sent me, I think maybe you resemble Dmitry the most? Maybe Yura. I keep going back and forth aon some though, I really don't have a strong answer. Am I wrong?

Tulle is gorgeous but tis indeed a nightmare texture.

Ah, you're interested in historical wear? I'm vaguely interested in it. Bernadette Banner is a youtuber that focuses on that sort of thing. Hand sewing is nice, you can really get lost in it. I've made a few things myself, mainly some lolita headdresses.

Ooh, that's your picture? Have you posted it anywhere else? I was so excited to finally figure out your location but looks like you've got that setting turned off. Or it's an edited photo. I think tumblr might also strip that data, most social media sites do. Still, I'll cherish it knowing you took it.

Although I'm a bit sad you didn't say you like me back, I'm glad you're being honest. I would hate it if you said something you didn't mean. Words are very important. For now I'll be happy being some form of entertainment for you.

I appreciate you saying that, it does help. Doesn't stop the jealous feelings though. We're not partners so I have to put up with it. It's impossible for me to not be jealous. Even something like smiling at a passersby can cause those feelings.

Sounds like we have a similar moral code. I was also wondering if you could elaborate on liking the more emotional, explosive type of yandere. In real life or more so fiction? Could you give a scenario you'd like?

Yayyy I'll chomp and chomp and chomp. You won't taste bad because you're you. I've always wanted to be able to bite or claw as hard as I can, but haven't really been able to, hah. My self control is only so-so, so if you gave me the go-ahead I really would give it all I've got.

In a similar vein, have you ever been wounded before? Or had surgery? Do you have a favorite sort of injury? I love bruises. The color are feel is nice.

Why apologize for joking, I love it. You're funny and I wanna rip your face off. I'll gladly take a bone if it's yours~. Bone marrow is very tasty!

I've actually seen some recipes for cooking human meat before. Didn't save it but it looked decent. I've been around a lot of the darker (sounds so melodramatic, right?) corners of the internet so I've seen some interesting things. People are fascinating.

Very busy day? What did you do? I'm sure talking with me also drains your social battery, so I appreciate you still taking the time to do it. Yesterday was very busy and I still didn't get everything I needed to done. Today was a relax day besides exercising.

- 🌊

Hah, you’d be very correct. I tend to be very hard to budge. It’s alright. Some things, puppets don’t need to know, yes?

That’s true. I’m sure it’s still on my PC somewhere. It’d work, surely.

Funny to see that we have that in common. I never had the luxury of sticking somewhere specific for long. March.. noted.

That is a good point. The knowledge that is unknown, needs to be researched by someone with a mind before I go. I would be greatly concerned about the preservation of my research. I find death calming. A safety. A secure sure thing that will come. It’s unpredictable, yes but also always the same.

It’s invariable.

Hah. Fair. Count that as besting me there. :)

I don’t drink much coffee, when I do it’s overly sugary and all the works. It was a thing I picked up from an old friend. Soda, eh. Sprite, Ginger Ale or Pellegrino, if I have a need for it. No beer, but I’m most used to rum, or an old fashioned. I never go past being a little buzzed, and it tends to be social only.

Aww. That’s good. It’s good to stay hydrated, so that’s a lovely practice to keep. Migraines, hm? I’m very well acquainted to them. I’d say tea is my go to.

Ding, ding. Dmitri is correct! I do see where you would see Yura though. So, no. Not wrong at all.

DT-001-319 and I have a bit too much in common… I tend to see a little more openly, at best.

I’m grateful that our hatred for tulle is a united effort.

That’s very sweet. And oh! I hadn’t looked if people also sew historical wear… huh. I’ve been a longtime subscriber to Cooking History with Max. (It brings me a few new ideas for dishes in the modern era, however.. I don’t think I’ll be making a fermented fish sauce.) I’ll look into her further. I hope to see your headgear eventually. It sounds sweet. :)

Aww. That was cute. No, I don’t have any further social media than this and the messaging app from before. Sorry for bursting your bubble. :) maybe next time, I’ll make it a bit easier.

I know, I apologize for now. I much rather be honest in return than hurt you with incorrect information. Trust that you are very, very entertaining.

Hah. Reactive, hm? Very good for a guard dog. Good work.

It’s mostly a fictional thing, but I have a history of connecting to characters are overtly emotional, especially in scenarios it’s not necessary. My wordage is quite misleading.

It may just be a ‘need to take care of others’ thing. Ignore me.

Hahaha, how vicious. Don’t worry. You can likely do as you wish. Just don’t be surprised if I bite back. :)

A few times, yes, I’ve had surgeries. Nothing too invasive, for the most part. I’ve never broken anything, but I’m very familiar with injuries. Bruises can be fun, yes.

I prefer cuts. Incisions just make me feel alive.

Hah, bone marrow is very pleasant. Eat whatever you wish of me, but you better finish your plate. I’d prefer not to be wasted.

Fair, I’d say. I know my way around as well. TOR browsers are very familiar to me. White pages can be only slightly useful.

How sweet. Don’t fret, I’m just fine, after some rest. I hope that your work is completed soon, and your workout is taxing in that relaxing way.

I was out and around town, a lot. Today, however, should be restful, though. Crossing fingers of course.

[dragondemoness]

Hello can you please do zombie Nagito with a human s/o

I sure can

Idk why, but these fantasy-themed Nagito requests are so much fun to do

Zombie Nagito Komaeda x Human Reader

When you hear the word "zombie," what do you think of?

Maybe a green, rotting, undead human fresh from the cemetery?

Maybe slow and stupid comes to mind?

Perhaps they have a hunger for brains?

Well, whatever your original definition of a zombie was, it changed when you met this one

You met him while you were walking home

You had to walk by a cemetery to get there, and that day, it was really foggy for some reason

And as you were walking, you saw a silhouette in the cemetery 

Something about that shadow piqued your interest, even though you knew poking around there was probably a bad idea 

And there, you found a white haired boy lurking under a tree

You stepped on a twig, making him jump and turn around

"Oh! Hello. I didn't know anyone else was here."

Now that you could see his face clearly, you were caught off guard

His skin was a pale, off-green color, and he had a couple stitches on his face and neck

His white hair had a few brown smudges resembling mud, and his hoodie had a couple of tears

But even despite all this, he looked incredibly handsome

He gave you a worried look and placed his hand on your shoulder

"Are you okay?"

You jumped

"Oh! Uh, yeah. Sorry, I was just... Distracted."

He chuckled

"That's alright. I'm sure you haven't seen someone as repulsive as me."

"No, that's not it. It's just... You seem different."

"Well, yes. I am a zombie."

Your eyes widened

"You're a zombie? Wow, you're... Nothing like what I expected a zombie to be."

He chuckled at that

"I bet. I'm sure you normally expect zombies to be slow, rotting humans who are hungry for brains, right?"

"No, that wasn't what I meant. You're so... Attractive."

This caused the boy to pause, staring at you with wide eyes

Then he shyly smiled while blushing

"Th-Thank you. No one's ever told me that before. Oh, pardon me! I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Nagito Komaeda. And you are...?"

You smiled at him

"(Name) (Last Name)."

He smiled and took your hand, softly kissing it

"Pleasure to meet you."

You blushed

"So... Can we meet again?"

He smiled and nodded

"Absolutely. I can't really go out during the day, so I usually stay in that house over there. Come by whenever you like."

You nodded and waved goodbye before continuing your walk home

After that, you met up with him every day

Or rather, night

He was so sweet to you, and you ended up connecting so much more

It didn't matter if he was a zombie; to you, he was a person

Soon, you ended up starting a relationship

And Nagito was able to move to your house, so you could be together every day

He couldn't go out during the day, so he missed you while you were gone

But you did have some nice dates at night, when you were alone

And just because he's a zombie, it doesn't mean his cuddles aren't immaculate 

He gives you all the affection he has to offer

Being alone for so long really makes you touch starved yk

Please compliment him and tell him he's not repulsive

His self-deprecation is even worse as a zombie

Overall, zombie Nagi is a sweet boy

He's glad to have finally found someone after spending so much time by himself

He may be undead, but he wants to be with you forever

[starshard17]

"You and me - movie night."+Patton+anyone

Pt 1

As per request, part 2 to the "only one bed" incident between Patton and Remus

(Please read Part 1 if you haven't yet!! Along with @thecrowslullaby 's addition!!)

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Day 1

Patton woke at the sound of his phone going off. He tiredly raised one hand to the desk and picked up his phone, answering the call.

"...Hello?" Patton muttered, rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes.

"Hello Patton. Just calling to check on you. Was your first night alright?" That was Logan's voice on the other end. He blinked a few times before answering.

"Yeah it was okay I suppose." Patton answered, yawning and covering his mouth with his hand.

"Oh good. We didn't have anything planned for today, just getting settled in really, but feel free to go out and do whatever pleases you. A-As long as you stay within the budget!" Logan explained. Patton nodded slowly.

"Not a problem Lo..." Patton answered, mind still a bit foggy. He heard Logan utter a goodbye before ending the call. He placed his phone back on the table and pinched his nose, yawning again.

He flipped himself over, finding Remus wasn't in the bed beside him.

He sat himself up, stretching his arms over his head. He rubbed his eyes again, looking up and noticing Remus standing in the doorway. He glanced down, very thankful to see the man had put on some pants. He let out his breath, swinging his legs off the side.

"Morning Patty." Remus said, running a hand through his thick curls. Patton could only manage to mutter a tired good morning back.

It had taken forever to fall asleep last night. What with Remus' incessant kicking and squirming and hitting. And his snoring.

Even once Patton managed to get to sleep he was immediately awoken with a kick to the back. How Remus had managed to get his foot up high enough to reach there, Patton wasn't sure, but he figured it was better not to question it.

"Wanna go get some breakfast? They're still serving it down in the lobby." Remus told him, picking at his teeth. Patton shrugged his shoulders and carefully lifted himself from the bed.

"Sure." He eventually answered, he reached into Remus' bag and threw a shirt at him, which the Duke managed to catch.

"Give me a few minutes. I'm going to take a quick shower." Patton said, then reaching into his own suitcase and pulling out an outfit. He walked into the bathroom and shut the door, dropping his clothes on one of the cleared off counters.

He took in a deep breath. The bathroom had an odd stench to it. It smelled of Remus' musk but at the same time it smelled like cinnamon rolls. He turned his head to the sink, noticing a candle burning next to it. He read the label.

"Cinnamon and Sugar."

What a comforting smell.

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Patton soon emerged from the bathroom, using a towel to dry his hair. Remus perked up, grinning.

"Ready to go eat, Patty-Cake?" Remus asked, standing from the bed and walking over to him. The moral side nodded, dropping the towel on the bed and pulling on a pair of socks and shoes.

He then snatched his phone from the bedside table, walking over to the door.

"Ready." Patton said, pushing the door open. The smell of the hall differed so much from the scent of their shared room. It smelled clean.

Patton relished in it, sighing happily.

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The six of them ended up meeting in the lobby and they shared lively conversation as they ate. Patton was just glad he had a chance to chat with someone other than Remus. It was a great weight off his chest.

"How do you like the room Pat?" Roman asked, stuffing a bagel into his mouth after he finished speaking. Patton poked at the waffle on his plate, shrugging a little.

"It's really pretty! There are nice paintings on the walls and the paint is a really nice color and the bed is super comfy! I just..." Patton stopped short and sighed as he caught a glimpse of Janus and Remus laughing together.

"I'm having issues getting along with my roomie." Patton finally choked out. He stabbed his waffle, popping a piece of it into his mouth after drowning it in the syrup on his plate. Roman nodded knowingly, setting his breakfast down and leaning against the table.

"I feel you. Imagine having to room with him for 15 years." Roman sighed, rubbing his head.

"I'm holding out for you Pat. I hope you make it through the week with no scars. Emotionally or physically." Roman said with a nod. Patton gagged on his waffle and coughed a bit. His mind immediately flashed to last night. Remus on the bed. Patton turned bright red and he carefully swallowed down what was in his mouth, trying not to choke himself.

"Uh oh." Roman muttered, reaching a hand out to touch Patton's shoulder.

"It's too late isn't it..." Roman asked. Patton nodded sadly. Roman shook his fist.

"Curses. I feared this would happen. I'm sorry bud." Roman consoled, rubbing Patton's shoulder. He smiled gently.

"I'll manage I suppose. I kind of have to. We're one day into our vacation. I still have to deal with him for seven more nights. It'd be a miracle to still come out alive on the other end." Patton laughed. He looked to Roman, who had a frown plastered on his face. Patton shook his head.

"Oh Ro, don't worry about it. I'll be okay." Patton spoke reassuringly, mostly to try and reassure himself.

One full week.

You can do this.

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Patton waved goodbye to their friends as they all went their separate ways to get to their rooms. Remus unlocked the door and stepped inside, flopping down on the couch, grinning like a maniac.

Patton sucked in a breath. The stench of the room flooded his nose and he gagged lightly. He missed the outside. He scrunched up his face, the corners of his mouth turned down in a frown.

"Hey. Why so glum buttercup? You can't be that upset to have to spend time with me, can you?" Remus pouted, sitting up on the cushions, his elbows propping up against the arm of the couch.

Patton tensed up his shoulders and tugged on the sleeves of the hoodie tied around his neck.

"I'm not glum. Nor am I upset that I have to be in your presence right now! Far from it! I am so happy!" Patton said with a fake smile. He hated lying to people but he hated hurting others feelings even more.

"And you know what? You and me - Movie night. Your pick." Patton offered, his mind already racing with regrets. He watched Remus perk up. If this guy was a dog his tail would be wagging furiously.

"You mean it? You're really okay with me choosing? Oh ho ho Patty you will not forget this movie night." Remus said with a large cheeky grin.

Patton gulped. What was he getting himself into?

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Patton looked perplexed when Logan showed up at the door with bags of food. Patton checked the time on his phone, it was around dinner time. He also noticed he had unread messages from Logan.

"Hope this is okay. You didn't answer your phone when I was going to ask for your order, so I just got you what I like. And... Janus knew Remus' order so." Logan rambled. He handed over two full bags.

"And I wanted to know... how are things with Remus going?" Logan asked. Patton bit his lip. He wasn't exactly pleased with the room arrangements. He glanced over to the man stood by the TV. He was currently setting up their movie.

Patton let out a quick soft sigh before giving Logan a small grin.

"Things are okay. We're... managing." Patton explained. "Thanks for the food!" He thanked, shutting the door with his foot before Logan could say anything else to him. As much as he didn't like rooming with Remus he didn't want to ruin anyone else's vacation. Besides it was only the first day!

It couldn't get much worse...

Right?

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Patton was sat on the couch, legs tight against his chest. He was munching nervously on a wonton from the bags of food Logan had brought over.

They had "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" blaring on the large TV in their room. It definitely would not have been Patton's go to movie in any scenario, but Remus was the one who picked it out.

Patton popped the treat fully into his mouth, gripping his legs tight and shaking. Despite not wanting to watch whatever this movie was, his eyes were glued tight to the screen. He couldn't look away!

He needed to know that each of the characters would be okay!

Needless to say, they weren't. Patton let out a whimper. He quickly buried his face against his knees, holding the back of his head. He was shaking and his breath was rapid. Deep breaths Patton.

He felt an arm hook around his shoulders and he poked his head up. He looked at Remus, who was looking at him with a soft sense of concern.

"You okay? We can switch to a different movie if you're not feeling very peachy watching this one." Remus offered.

Yes! Yes please let's switch to a different movie!

"But you wanted to watch this one." Patton ended up mumbling out. He was surprised at himself. He felt Remus' hand brush against the back of his head, causing him to flinch.

The Duke pulled his hand back at the reaction nestling against the couch, resting his hands in his lap.

"Well. It's not a good movie night if we're not both having fun, right?" Remus asked, eyes focusing onto the screen again. Patton slumped his shoulders, looking away.

"No I... I don't really like this movie but... you were super hyped about it! So I'll watch it. Don't worry about lil ol me. I'll be just fine." Patton confessed. Of course he was lying, but Remus' expression. It looked hurt. He wanted to try and enjoy it. He hesitantly moved one hand from his leg and reached over before pulling back. He placed his head back in his arms.

Throughout the movie Patton started to drift away. He wasn't paying much attention to it. He really didn't want to. There were of course parts that caught his attention. Loud noises, screaming, blood...

Patton hid his face away in his arms. He took in deep breaths, trying to console himself and ease his pounding heart. He took in slow, deep breaths.

He blocked out the sound of the movie... focused on the sound of his breath.

Breathe... breathe... breathe...

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It was dark when he opened his eyes. He heard a light snore coming from beside him. He glanced up to see Remus sound asleep next to him. He watched the slow rise and fall of his chest.

He noticed he had his cheek pressed against Remus' side and he was quick to sit up. Remus' arm, which had been wrapped around Patton, dropped back to the man's side. Patton pressed his hand to his cheek.

Patton whipped his head around. The TV was playing calming music. The food had been cleaned up. The leftovers were likely put away. He turned his head back in Remus' direction.

It was warm.

He heard a soft piano, a lovely tune ringing through the air.

He cautiously reached his hand forward. He brushed Remus' cheek, pulling back when he started to stir in his sleep. Patton quickly hopped off the couch, running to the bedroom. He stood around for a moment before rushing into the bathroom when he heard footsteps, slamming it shut and locking it behind him.

A husky voice came from the other side of the door.

Patton grabbed the handle, opening up the door.

"Patty? You alright? I noticed while the movie was going on you had totally passed out. I was gonna move you to the bed but I didn't wanna wake you up." Remus spoke. He punctuated his sentence with a yawn.

Patton looked at himself in the mirror. He wiped his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Yeah. I'm okay. Let's head back to bed." Patton muttered. Remus gave him a crazy grin.

"Okay! You can go ahead and take the bed. I'll just go ahead and sleep out on the couch, kay?" Remus said, pushing his hair off of his face.

Patton held his breath.

He wanted to tell him he didn't have to. He wanted to tell him he didn't particularly mind him sleeping next to him, even if he did.

But he didn't say that.

"Thanks Remus." Patton ended up saying, giving Remus a soft smile.

Patton wanted to reach out for him. To tell him he didn't have to go.

"Course! It's the least I could do. Considering you almost watched a whole horror movie with me. It was fun. Plus I can tell you didn’t get much sleep last night. And that's totally my fault." Remus said, walking away from Patton, towards the living room.

"Night Patty!"

He flopped face first into the bed, getting a nose full of Remus' weird stench.

He didn't say anything like that.

"Goodnight Remus."

He sighed. It was the first night of the first full day. He had his own bed.

And it felt so empty.

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Starlight

m. de lafayette x reader

chapter four | champagne and sunsets

summary: it was never your intent to be anything more than a common thief, but fate—and a rather attractive general—have other plans for you.

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The expression the receptionist makes when she hands over the key to the honeymoon suite is a little too suggestive, but other than that, you find that Ambros is a rather lovely planet. The high ceilings and gilded artwork on the walls of the hotel you were staying at were a mere microcosms for the glistening planet itself, rich off tourists and natural minerals. You had a brief amount of time to read up on the history of the planet from a pamphlet at the front desk while Lafayette was checking in.

The elevator ride to the twelfth floor is quick, and you and Lafayette carry your luggage to room 1215. With the slide of the key, the door swings open and you take in the sight before you. The room is spacious with large windows and a balcony facing out over the rose-colored sea. There's a large king-sized bed that takes up most of the space, rose petals strewn over the sheets. Romantic.

A golden bottle of champagne sits in an ice bucket calling out to you. You drop your bags to the floor and make your way to the champagne where you find a small note from the hotel congratulating you and Lafayette on your wedding. You stifle a laugh and brandish the bottle for Lafayette to see.

"Free champagne," you grin.

Lafayette raises an eyebrow. "Starlight, we're working. This isn't a vacation."

You roll your eyes. "I'm aware, but that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun. Congress is paying for the room, we really shouldn't let that money go to waste, right?"

He gives you a pointed look. "Your logic is flawed."

You sigh and put the bottle back down into the bucket; maybe you'll revisit the idea of opening the bottle of alcohol if he is going to be so uptight for the entire mission.

"I'm going to go scout the area," you mutter to him, coming up with an excuse to leave your shared living area. It's probably a good idea to memorize the layout anyway. You barely register Lafayette's response as you begin to explore the resort.

There are two entire floors dedicated just to the casino, and you make a note to yourself to check them out before you leave. A few restaurants: fine dining on the lower levels, small cafes toward the middle of the building, and a bar on one of the top observation decks. There are many attractions your hotel offers, and you decide to check out the conservatory on the twenty-ninth floor.

It's rather busy around this time of day, but the conservatory is expansive enough that you can walk around freely without bumping elbows with anyone. Walking from section to section, you slyly listen to bits and pieces of conversation hoping to pick up a lead on your target. Some time passes and realizing that you've examined a starfire flower one too many times, you decide it's time to search somewhere else.

In the elevator, you catch sight of the label "pool" on the highest level and don't think twice before pushing the button. Moments later, the elevator has shot into the sky, and with a ding, the doors roll open to reveal the light purple of the twilight sky. The weather is just right when you step out onto the roof, the warm climate of the planet combatted nicely with the early evening breeze.

Most guests are attending dinner at this time or going to see a show in one of the many theaters, so the pool deck is all yours for the taking. It's been a long day for you, so you think you deserve a little bit of self-indulgence. Removing your shoes, you sit down by the pool that seems to stretch on forever, reflecting the sky on its calm surface, and you dip your feet into the tranquil waters. Closing your eyes, you allow yourself to soak in the peace of the moment.

It feels like an eternity, but when you open your eyes and see that the sun has hardly moved from its low place in the sky, you know you haven't been up here too long. You hear the sound of the elevator doors opening and immediately you tense up in annoyance that someone would come to bother your solitude. You're about to pull your legs out of the water when the intruder speaks.

"I had a feeling I'd find you up here."

You turn your head slightly to see Lafayette walking toward you. You relax a bit. Once he approaches your side, he sits down next to you, and to your surprise, he rolls up his pant legs and dips his feet into the water beside you.

"Found any leads yet?" He asks.

You hum a response and shake your head. "No. You?"

"Nothing on out target, but I'm pretty sure there's a young cardshark in the casino that's been conning wealthy guests out of their money," he says.

This makes you smile a little. "Good for them. I used to do similar work."

"I'm just going to assume you mean working in a casino and not being a con-artist."

“What? We met because I decided to con you; are you not a fan of the business?” You lightly nudge his shoulder with your own as you tease him.

“Starlight, it’s illegal,” he points out.

“Only if you get caught.”

“But you did get caught.”

You purse your lips. “Yes, because I saved your life. You wouldn’t have ever found me if I didn’t have that one moral lapse of judgement.”

“Moral lapse of judgement?”

“Mm, yes,” you hum, “I was quite successful looking out for myself and making a living. It’s a shame I suddenly felt a sense of conviction and decided to save your life.”

Lafayette snorts at this. “For what it’s worth, I’m glad you had a change of heart.”

You study his face in the dying light, pushing down the butterflies in your stomach that inevitably appear when he gives you that sideways smile. In this quiet moment, you take the time to admire the golden lines that run from his ears up the side of his forehead, intricately linking and marking him as Franco nobility. You want to memorize them and draw the patterns on your own skin; they’re beautiful. Before he can see that you’ve been staring, you look away, eyes falling to the reflections in the pool. You’re happy to be here now with him.

“For what it’s worth, I’m glad, too.”

When the last of the daylight finally leaves the sky, Lafayette stands to his feet and offers you a hand. You accept, pulling yourself up to your full height. It's too cold to stay on the rooftop any longer, so the two of you step into the elevator and press the button for your room number.

The elevator ride is uneventful, and when you get to your floor, the cool evening air greets you once again. The wide halls of your floor have open walls, large columns are wedged between the floor and the ceiling. You and Lafayette lazily walk down the hall, not in a rush to be anywhere. There are a few other guests meandering about in the open air, and that's when you spot the group of New Britannia soldiers making their way down the hall.

Ambros is such a lovely planet, you nearly forget it's currently New Britannia territory in a bordering system. Troops of soldiers police the planet, checking credentials and arresting anyone they suspect have ties to the United Planets of Amerigo.

The troops are making their way down the hall, speaking with guests occasionally and checking their papers. Your heart begins to thrash against the walls of your ribcage as they get nearer. Lafayette bares the markings of Franco nobility, and Francosia has been known to sympathize with Amerigo.

In a split second, you've made up your mind.

Taking Lafayette's hand in yours, you pull him over to a column, adjusting the both of you to where you are placed with your back to the pillar and Lafayette in front of you. You guide his hands to your waist, and while he looks a bit bewildered, he allows your movements. Your hands reach up to cup either side of his face, your fingers deliberately covering up the golden markings on his face. You pull him closer so you are standing cheek to cheek as you hear the soldiers’ footsteps get closer.

“Just go along with it until they’re gone,” you whisper into his ear, smiling against his skin as if you’re saying something scandalous.

His eyes flicker to the soldiers with a look of realization before looking back to you. You press your lips against his cheek, and Lafayette seems to get the message, because the next thing you know, he’s wraps his arms around your waist and pushes you roughly against the stone behind you. Lafayette buries his face in the nape of your neck, leaving a trail of kisses over your shoulder and along your collarbone.

His lips find a sweet spot, and he begins sucking a hickey into your skin, causing a soft moan to escape your lips. With one hand shielding his face from the passing soldiers, your other hand finds its place at the back of his neck. You can’t help but wonder when the Amerigo Army had time to teach its generals this technique.

The soldiers pass you with no problems, muttering something about “lovebirds” under their breath. Lafayette seems to have forgotten all about them, his lips moving up your neck to your cheek. He’s placing a kiss on the corner of your lips when you come back to your senses and lightly tug on the lapels of his suit.

“Love,” you say, and the both of you are both hyper-aware of how desperate and breathy your voice sounds. “Maybe we should take this back to the bedroom.”

His eyes meet yours, and he seems to understand the meaning behind your words. To your surprise, Lafayette picks you up bridal style and carries you back to the room. Once inside, he kicks shut the door behind the two of you and sets you down gently on the bed. Now that it’s just the two of you, Lafayette takes a step back from you. Tension lingers in the air.

“I… I’m sorry about that.” Lafayette’s eyes trail to the ground, obviously embarrassed.

You clear your throat, skin still warm from the moment before. “There’s nothing to apologize for. It was all just part of the cover.”

There is an awkward moment of silence between the two of you. Finally, he nods and moves toward the bathroom.

“Well, we have a long day tomorrow.”

“Yes, we should probably get ready for bed then,” you agree.

Lafayette spares you one last look, attempts a smile, and disappears into the bathroom. You hear the shower being turned on seconds later and take that as your cue to change into your nightgown. You slip into the cool covers of the bed, propping yourself up on the pillows until you find a comfortable place for yourself. While you wait for Lafayette to finish showering, you pull out your tablet and begin reading up on Ambrosian customs; you can never be too informed.

You have no idea of how long it has been, but eventually the shower shuts off. A few moments later the door swings open, and Lafayette steps out.

"About time," you tease. "Thought I'd never get a chance to brush my teeth."

"Next time you can join me. I hate to think you've been sitting out here bored," he responds.

You'd like to take a moment to think about how incredibly flirtatious his comment is, but your mind goes blank when you look up at him. He's fresh out of the shower, hair still wet. Lafayette wears a pair of dark sweatpants that hang too low on his waist. He's not wearing a shirt, and you can't help but stare at his toned skin. His stomach and arms are well-defined, and you catch the golden glint of the small medallion he wears around his neck.

He shrugs on a white t-shirt, and you can tell his body is still wet from the shower by the way the shirt clings to his torso. Never before have you wanted to be a t-shirt so badly in your life. You feel your face heat up, and you are in the process of pulling your gaze away from him, when he looks up and meets your eyes. The way his lips curved up into a smirk left you with a visceral feeling.

“S’there something I can help you with, starlight?” His tone is light and playful.

Your throat is dry, but you manage to get out, “I can think of a few things.”

Lafayette throws his head back and laughs quietly at your response, and you despise the way your heart crashes against its cage at his actions. You slide out of bed and move past him into the bathroom, putting toothpaste on your toothbrush and then shoving the toothbrush into your mouth before you say or do anything more that you’ll regret. Lafayette doesn’t notice the way you are aggressively brushing your teeth, and you don’t notice the way his eyes linger on the neckline of your nightgown and the hem that ends at your upper thigh.

When you finish brushing your teeth, Lafayette is taking a pillow off the bed and moving it to the floor.

“What are you doing?” You ask, knowing perfectly well what his intentions are.

He looks at you bewildered. “I just thought it would be—”

“I’m not going to make you sleep on the ground.”

“You’re not making me do anything.”

“Am I really that deplorable to be around?”

“That’s not it.”

“Then what is it?”

Lafayette sort of resembles a deer in headlights at this moment. He shakes his head. “Starlight, we shouldn’t. It’s just that…”

“What? What is it?” Your hands have found their place on your hips and you quirk an eyebrow up at him, waiting for a response.

The answer is on the tip of his tongue. He knows why he shouldn’t share the bed with you, but truth is something he can’t say out loud. Lafayette sighs in defeat, picking up the pillow from the ground and tossing it back to the head of the bed.

Content with your victory, you climb under the covers on your side of the bed. Lafayette is still hesitant, but eventually he climbs into bed as well, keeping an absurd amount of distance from you. You consider making a comment about this, but you’ve already argued with him enough about the bed itself, so you bite your tongue. The light beside your bed is the only thing keeping the room from darkness; you turn it off and settle into bed.

“Goodnight.” You say this quietly, the darkness imbuing the room with a sense of peace that you are all too afraid to mess up.

Lafayette must feel this, too, because his response is a whisper as well. “Goodnight, starlight.”

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Deadly Qingxin

Warnings:Angst

(Y/N is the archon of light and life)

"Everyone living being is born with a mark on their body some see it as a curse and some see it as a blessing but whether it's a curse or blessing depends on the person

These marks are called soulmate marks

For one to find their soulmate is a blessing but some people can go a life time without their soulmate

For the people who think of it as a curse are because......

Well everyone's mark starts of colorful

But if a mark cracks,fades or turns black one can assume the worst

When a mark fades it means ones soulmate no longer exist

If ones mark cracks it means ones soulmate has given up on the search

And last of all and possibly the worst if ones mark turns black......it means their soulmate has found another love

It's bad because the other soulmate would know when their marks turns black a sudden pain would erupt through ones body

Some people are lucky and it only hurts for a while..........

And some are not so lucky they get a disease from this...............

The disease of broken heart

Hanahaki disease

It causes the victim to spit up their soulmates favourite flower and the flowers will manifest on their body and coughing up flowers would become more violent and soon the flowers would suffocate from them

The only way to stop the flowers are if the victim finds their soulmate and the soulmate accepts their feelings but the feelings have to be real or it won't work

Some have died from this heart aching disease and it's truly sad".

"W-well Miss Y/N"

"Hm yes Hikari"

You ask the young abyss mage

"Are you ok?"

"Hm? Of course I'm ok why wouldn't I be?"

"W-well you have a black mark on your back"

"Pft-"

Aether spat out his drink

"What!"

You fake a smile and look at Hikari

"Yes Hikari I'm fine I'm one of the lucky few who didn't get the disease"

"Phew for a sec I thought you were gonna die"

Aether said with relief

"Well no I guess I'm just lucky huh"

You suddenly wince as you feel the familiar wave coming up your throat

"I'm sorry Aether but I have to go"

"What? But you just got here"

Aether had noticed you wince in pain and was now suspicious

"I truly regret that our meeting has been cut short but I have to go"

You get up and try to walk away when you feel some grab your wrist

"Wait"

You look back to see it was Aether who had grabbed your wrist you feel the wave in your throat rising so you struggle

"Why are you trying to leave so early?"

"Aether stop I need to no now"

"But why-!"

You fall down as a violent coughing erupts from your throat

Qingxin petals and buds and blood starts to pool out of your mouth

"Y/N!"

"MISS Y/N!"

Aether hold your arm to support you

As your violent coughing quiets down Aether sets you down by the tree

You take a few deep breaths and then look up at Aether he looked worried

"W-well I guess I own you and explanation"

"You sure do"

So you explained to him about your condition

".......C-can you tell me who is your soulmate.....or have you even met them yet"

"........"

"I-I have met them and I know where they are"

"Well why haven't you told them?"

"I-They look happy and I don't want to ruin it for them"

"Y/N!Your gonna die if you don't tell them"

"..............."

Aether sighs

"Look I'm sorry I just care for you ok Hikari could you please leave us alone so we can talk"

"O-ok my prince"

As Hikari leaves you ask Aether a question

"Aether do you want your sister to be happy?"

Aether looks at you

"Of course I do!"

"Then I can't talk to my soulmate"

"What!Why!?"

Silence envelopes you both

"Xiao"

"What?"

"My soulmate is Xiao"

"Xiao Xiao Xiao Xia-......... isn't Lumine dating Xiao"

"Yeh yeh she is"

"............"

"Here let me show you my mark"

You turn around and pull the neck of your dress down

Aether looks and see a mark

It looked like a Yaksha mask with wind spinning around it

"I-"

"I wish I could help you"

"Heh it's ok Aether you being friends with me is enough"

"........Does anyone else know?"

"Yeh Rex lapis the other adepti and Venti know they all know except for Xiao"

"................."

"It's ok their is nothing you could do about it Aether all I want is to spend my last few months with you"

"..........Y-Your wish is my command"

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2 months later

"Hey Y/N look I cooked you some Veggie radish soup please try it"

"Ok ok Aether let me try it"

"Mmm it's really good Aether"

"Glad you like it"

As you ate Aether started to think

Y/N has been getting weaker over the last two months she has lost her sense of sight as the flowers have covered her eyes she can barely stand and her coughing has become more and more frequent I'm not sure how much time she has left at this point I don't care about Lumine and I just want Y/N to confess to Xiao

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6 months later

"Ok Y/N we're here"

As Aether lower you carefully onto the ground you felt flowe petals brush you skin and their sweet scent flood your nose

"Thank you Aether"

"It's no big deal"

As the felt the wind pick up the petals seem to brush against your skin as you felt the cool wind and the warm sunshine on your skin

Aether watched he was mesmerised by your beauty as the sun shined down on you and your hair flowed behind you even with flowers covering your skin you still looked beautiful perhaps even more with the flowers

Everything was peaceful for a few minutes

Then suddenly you started coughing

"Y/N"

Aether rushes to your side and takes your hand

You feel the warm blood on your hand

"Well Aether it seems like my time has come"

"Y/N no we still have time"

"Aether it was nice to get to know you"

"Y/N don't say that"

"I'm glad I met you"

"Y/N your no gonna die"

"I loved spending these last few months with you"

"Y/N!"

"I'm glad I spend my last few moments with you"

"NO!"

"!"

"NO NO NO NO NO IT WASN'T MEANT TO END THIS WAY YOU CANT DIE"

Your hand carefully finds its way to Aethers face as you caress it you say

"Aether......no one lives forever even god's can't do that"

"B-But this is to soon"

"Aether please I want this so please respect my wishes"

".........."

"Aether?"

"............"

"Aether"

".......fine if it's what you want"

"Thank you"

You suddenly use the last of your strength to sit up and kiss Aether on the forehead

"I'm glad I met you"

As you fall back Aether catches your body

"Y/N"

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It was as if the heavens grieved as well for it started to rain as the animals who had witnessed this dipped their heads

The wolves howled and the birds cried for the blonde male and h/c female in the middle of the flower field

They blonde male who usually had a smile on his face and was always cheerful no longer smiled his face was now covered in tears as the rain poured down his face

The whole world was grieving for the little h/c girl

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"Well Life it seems as if your time was cut short............way to short since your time was not meant to come yet Life I will allow you to go back to the living realm since I will also have mercy on the poor boys soul though you might not reincarnate in your own body or have your memories you will find out who you are as you travel so please Life...................please find me in the lit realm I will wait for you"

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As the world grieved no one noticed a f/c crack in the distance

Deadly Qingxin part 1 complete

So yeh this is gonna be a series that I might or might not continue it kinda depends on the readers if they want my to continue I will if no one request for more I'll just probably drop it but anyways this is for you the series is gonna lead up to a NSFW chapter at some point but for now this is gonna be a series stayed tuned if you want to see more

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A couple of days passed since Zeke's sudden arrival. Eren agreed to your terms of his brother's stay with reluctance. He understood where you were coming from, though. Armin was right about him respecting your decision.

Tonight you and your bandmates would meet your large friend group at a nice restaurant nearby. You stood in the bathroom attached to your room, styling your hair the way you wanted.

In the last two days, you received texts from a few of your curious friends. They all seemed very interested in who you were bringing to dinner. If only they knew it was the strong-willed girl you'd had a crush on for years.

Sasha and Connie put the pieces together and teased you relentlessly about 'bringing a date to dinner'.

You were nervous to see the reactions of your friends when you walked in with Mikasa. Unlike you, they didn't get a warning of her return.

Stepping back from the counter and smoothing down your outfit, you exhaled softly. You took one final glance at the mirror and left the bathroom.

Two blonds were arguing in the living room when you entered.

"What's going on?" you asked cautiously.

"We can't leave him alone in the house while we're out. He's like a child! He already broke two vases because he slipped while looking for spare change!" Armin explained. He was wearing a white dress shirt and black slacks. He ran a hand through his silk hair then placed both hands on his hips.

Zeke protested, "Y/n, you can trust me. Don't listen to him, he's delusional." He was still in his usual attire, a t-shirt, and jeans.

Armin's face turned red from anger. "Why you-"

"You broke my vases?" you interrupted.

"No."

"He did! I watched him do it the second time!"

You learned the hard way that messing with Armin was a death sentence. Especially when he was mad. The argument had to stop before it turned physical.

"Zeke, get dressed. You're coming with us, but you sit far away. You don't talk to us or our friends." You pointed a stern finger at him.

He pouted and groaned like a child before slumping his shoulders and stomping down the basement stairs.

Armin rubbed a hand over his face and, in an annoyed fashion, checked his watch. "Will they ever be done?"

You chuckled. "You're always the first one ready. Don't you know that by now?"

He rolled his eyes and fell back on the couch. "Shut it."

Eren appeared at the basement door, looking frustrated. In his hand, he held out the tie to the suit he was wearing. "How the hell do you tie this thing?"

Armin sighed and stood back up, his rest short-lived. They made their way over to him and began to walk him through each step while his eyebrows only furrowed more.

His long hair fell around his face as he tried his best to maneuver the tie correctly. His face lit up once he got it right.

"How have you gone this long without knowing how to tie a tie?" Jean leaned his head out of the hall bathroom, which you didn't even know he was in.

"Shut up, Kirstein. I get by." He glared.

Jean laughed and fully emerged from the bathroom wearing a beige suit vest and slacks. Underneath, he wore a cream-colored dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. His hair was tied back in a short ponytail with a few strands falling loose.

Your eyes shifted back to Eren, who was struggling to put on his suit jacket and you stifled a laugh.

"Stop laughing! It's not funny." His words were hard to understand since he held around three bobby pins between his teeth.

You laughed some more despite his agitation. You were disrupted by the light clacking of heels on the stairs to the second story. Looking in that direction, you saw Mikasa walking down and you had to stop your mouth from dropping open.

She was wearing a simple tight black dress that reached just above her knees. Silver dangly earrings were in her ears and a dainty silver necklace hung around her neck. Her ring adorned fingers played with the hem of her dress. She smiled at you from across the room.

Eren bumped your hip and you nearly shrieked. His presence next to you had gone unnoticed until then. He snickered at you and nodded to Mikasa. You narrowed your eyes and tugged a lock of hair out of his bun.

His smirk dropped. "What'd you do that for? Now I have to do this all over again. Bitch." he grumbled the insult and left your side.

Mikasa walked over to where you stood. "Hi."

"Hi." You returned her smile.

She sucked a quiet breath. "You look nice."

You couldn't fight the grin that spread across your face at her simple compliment. "As do you."

She smiled again and you felt you might collapse from the surge of butterflies in your stomach.

Zeke came up from the basement, gaining everyone's attention. "What the hell are you wearing?" Eren chided.

He was adorned in a baby blue suit with ruffles decorating the dress shirt. You struggled to hold in your laughs, as did the woman beside you.

"Don't talk about it." Zeke lowered his eyes to the floor as Eren laughed loudly without shame.

"Marco's here to pick us up," Jean announced, shoving his phone into his pocket. He wanted to see Marco's reaction to Mikasa's homecoming at the dinner, but that dream was cut short when she answered the door to him the day prior. He was shocked, to say the least.

Sure enough, when you looked tho the front door, you could see the glare of Marco's headlights in the darkness.

He waved you all over to get in his car. Jean sat in the passenger seat, perks of dating the driver. In a backseat that was designed for three people, you were crammed inside with Armin, Eren, and Mikasa. Zeke was forced to ride in the trunk.

Mikasa was pressed up against your skin. In the confinement of the car, you could feel her warm breath tickling your shoulder whenever she spoke.

A shiver ran through your body and your hands gripped your knees. Nobody noticed, thank god. You were very grateful that the only light sources were phone screens and the button rims inside the car.

Everyone chatted mindlessly until Marco turned a corner into a parking lot. He parked the car near the entrance and got out with everybody following suit.

Once you were inside, you were greeted with the familiar smell of the restaurant. It was the one you always went to when meeting up with the group. You didn't know the owners, but Reiner did, and he was the one who planned these gatherings.

"Welcome to Galliard's!" greeted a blond man whose name tag read Colt. A look of recognition crossed his face. "Oh, it's you guys. Right, this way." He grabbed a menu for each person and led you to a large booth in the middle of the restaurant.

You took a good look at everyone. You all went to the same high school, some of you just didn't meet until later. Like you, Sasha, and Connie.

Five people were seated at the table. Two were missing. Ymir and Historia were late. Figures.

They all saw Mikasa looming behind you since each of them had some form of shock on their face. Several voices suddenly arose from the group.

"When did you get back? And why did I not hear about it?" voiced a betrayed Bertholdt.

"Mikasa, I didn't know you would be here," Annie said coolly.

"Oh my god, Mikasa!" Connie tried to act surprised.

"Mikasa! I had no idea you'd be here." It turns out Sasha was just as bad of an actor.

"This is your plus one, Y/n?" Reiner held a knowing expression.

"So no one is happy to see me?" Eren sounded hurt.

Reiner wasted no time standing up to pull you in for a hug. He pulled back after a few seconds and held you by the shoulders at an arm's length away. "Like the beard?" He gestured to his chin.

"Sure, Reiner, it suits you." You patted his shoulder and he returned your cheerful smile. He moved to talk to the others as Bertholdt came into your view.

When he hugged you, you noticed how much taller he was than you. You had to stand on your tip-toes to see over his shoulder. "What the hell, Bertholdt?" You fucking ladder," you blurted.

He laughed at your lovely way with words. "Hi, Y/n. It's been a while. I'm glad to see you're still doing well."

"It has. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever. How's it going at the school?"

"It's definitely going. I'll tell you about it in a second. You wanna sit down?" He moved to the side to let you slide into the booth. Mikasa was on your right and Bertholdt was on your left.

Everyone was seated except for Zeke, who stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do. Eren told him to find someone to get him to a table. He just pushed up his glasses and left.

Across from you sat Sasha, Connie, and Jean who were laughing their asses off at something Marco said. Reiner, Eren, and Armin sat on the cushy bench across from Annie who sat on one of the three chairs pulled up to the table.

"So, Mikasa, when did you get back?" Annie asked.

"Earlier this week."

"What? You've been here that long and we didn't know?" Reiner gaped at her.

"We thought it'd be a nice surprise." You shrugged.

"I thought you were bringing a date. Or is she your date?" Connie teasingly wiggled his eyebrows while Sasha laughed loudly.

You blushed madly at his question. "Shut up, guys! You already knew I was bringing her, anyway."

"You knew?" Bertholdt's eyes boggled.

"No wonder you're so calm. Out of everyone I'd expect you two to go ballistic," Annie pointed out.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Connie lifted his arms in an attempt to appear threatening.

A new voice spoke, "It means you're an idiot." You looked up to see Ymir stood behind Annie's chair with one hand around Historia's shoulders and one in the pocket of her suit jacket.

"Ymir, hi!" You greeted and she raised an eyebrow.

"This is your date?" She chuckled.

"She's not my date," you grumbled, folding your arms. Ymir just snickered and sat in the chair next to Annie's, Historia sitting next to her.

"Quit it, Ymir. Is that all you have to say to someone we haven't seen in two years?" she scolded her girlfriend.

"How is it, Mikasa?" Ymir turned and asked.

"It's good. Glad to be back." She gave a small smile.

"That's good to hear! We're all happy you're back," Historia said with enthusiasm. Mikasa nodded in response.

You picked up your conversation with Bertholdt from earlier about his job. He was an elementary school teacher and from what he told you, he was very good at what he did.

Other conversations went on, jokes were told, and by the time the waitress came to the table for your orders, you'd caught up with everyone. The whole group was excited Mikasa came home and it showed.

Her hand brushed against yours multiple times under the table and your shoulders tensed up whenever they touched hers. She didn't seem to mind the contact. You wished she'd just take your hand since you were too scared to do so yourself.

Those moments of giddiness were short-lived because you noticed two familiar figures at a table toward the back.

Hitch smiled maliciously and waved at you while bringing her champagne glass to her lips. Marlo sat across from her on his phone, drumming his knuckles on the table.

Your eyes widen and you quickly move away from Mikasa, startling her.

"Are you okay, Y/n?" She placed a hand on your shoulder with a worried expression.

"I'll be right back." You brushed her hand off and shimmied out of the booth, heading to the bathroom.

You pushed the door open and luckily no one was inside. Your hands gripped onto the edge of the counter as your mind raced. What the hell were they doing here? Why tonight? Your blood was beginning to boil as you became angrier by the second.

The door swept open and in walked the woman of the hour. "Hello, Y/n," she sang.

"What are you doing here? Can I not have a meet-up with my friends without you riding my dick?" you sneered, looking at her in the mirror.

Shock flashed across her face and she let out a breathy laugh. "Such colorful language, Y/n! I didn't expect that from you!" She turned to face the sinks and your eyes met in the mirrors.

"What are you doing here, Hitch?"

"I'm having a nice dinner with my friend, that's what I'm doing. It just so happens you were here tonight as well," she said.

"So it's a coincidence? If you say so, I don't believe you."

"That's exactly what it is. You don't have to believe it, but it's the truth. I can promise I wasn't planning on spying on you tonight." She blew her bangs away from her face.

She honestly couldn't tell if she was lying or not but your anger level was rising quickly and you didn't know if you'd be able to stop yourself from saying something you would regret.

"What is your problem, Hitch? Seriously, have you nothing better to do? I haven't seen half of those people in months." You tore your eyes away from the mirror to fully look at her.

"I told you, Y/n. I wasn't here for you. I don't have a problem." She narrowed her eyes as she stood at her full height, facing you.

You scoffed. "Tell me what your problem is. I want to hear you say why you're doing all this. You never did give me an explanation."

"I don't have a problem."

"Yes, you do. Why did you follow me in here? Do you think you can intimidate me or something?"

"I know I can intimidate you. Stop acting like you're the one with the power right now. I'm the one who has the guts to tell people what we were. You wanna know my problem? My problem is you. You couldn't get over a stupid high school crush. You still aren't over it and it's fucking weak."

You backed away as she got angrier with every word she spat. She hesitated for a moment and inhaled sharply.

"What's weaker is how much I care. I gave a shit about you and you couldn't see that she didn't. I knew about your feelings the whole time. You think I'm dumb? I know you thought of me as a distraction. And I liked being your distraction. But you run away from everything. You're a fucking coward."

You were too shocked to even try to apologize. Your mouth fell open and tears pricked your eyes.  Her breathing was ragged and her eyes were big. She blinked several times and the light caught a few wet streaks on her face when she turned her head.

"Hitch, I-"

"Please, don't say anything."

The state of shock you were sent into was broken when a sudden bang sounded outside of the bathroom.

Hitch looked desperate to get out of the situation, so she took the opportunity to bolt out of the bathroom. You took a moment to compose yourself before leaving to assure your friends you were okay.

The moment you stepped out of the bathroom, you stopped dead in your tracks when you were greeted with the jarring sight of Zeke seconds away from being punched in the face.

A man with short black hair was kneeling on Zeke's table with one hand gripping his collar and the other pulled back in fist.

"Zeke Jaeger right? You owe me a lot of money and my wedding ring," the man seethed and punched Zeke hard in the jaw.

He fell to the floor, clutching where he was hit. You stood there, stunned. Just as the man was bringing his leg forward to kick him, your instincts kicked in and you rushed to crouch in front of him.  You braced yourself for the impact that never came.

"You'd really kick a woman?" an unfamiliar voice spoke.

You looked up and saw him being held back by a man with a slicked back undercut and a bomber jacket adorned with patches.

Eren and Mikasa were at your side in an instant with the others following closely behind.

"Are you okay, Y/n?" Mikasa put her hands on your shoulders and you nodded. Eren shot you a worried glance while tending to Zeke.

The short man was still being held back by the guy from before, but now someone new was at his side. He looked like bomber jacket dude but with a different hair color and style. He was trying to talk down the black-haired man.

Bomber jacket interrupted, "Look, dude, you're scaring my customers. We don't do that shit in here. One of my waitresses panicked and called the cops. They'll be here soon for you if you don't take this the fuck outside."

"Porco! Watch your language," the brunette hissed. 'Porco' glared at, who you assumed was, his brother.

Eren and Mikasa helped Zeke up and began to lead him out of the restaurant. You and the others followed, except Annie, Reiner, and Bertholdt who stayed to talk to the restaurant owners.

Once you had safely gotten outside, you sat Zeke down on a bench. Sasha managed to snag some napkins for his wound.

Everyone except for you, Eren, and Mikasa were seated on the sidewalk. You three were also on the bench.

The door to the restaurant was pushed open and two voices were heard. The short man was walking out and a taller blond man was lingering behind.

He noticed Zeke and stopped his mumbling. He pointed a shaky finger at him and his face contorted into a nasty glare.

"Where's my money, bitch?" he shouted.

"Levi, why don't you calm down before you do something again." The blond man said.

'Levi' scoffed. "I just want my money back. And my wedding ring. Where the fuck is my wedding ring?"

The color drained from Zeke's face. Levi yelled at him again, "Where the fuck is it?"

"I pawned it."

If looks could kill, Zeke would be dead. The pure anger that was displayed on the man's face was enough to make you cower.

"Let me at him!" Levi purged forward and Jean attempted to stop him, but just ended up on the concrete. He pushed past Eren and in the blink of an eye, Zeke was on the ground. He was getting the shit beat out of him in front of your eyes.

Your friends yelled at him to get off. The man who was following him tried to hold him back, but Levi seemed even angrier than he was inside the restaurant. Eren tried pulling Zeke away with help from Mikasa.

Sirens sounded in the distance and you knew they were growing closer with each passing second. The staff hadn't called off the police, you realized. "Guys," you called.

"I'm gonna kill you!"

The sirens were muffled by the yells.

"Stop, Levi!"

They were clearer.

"Get off him!"

They were loud.

"What the fuck is your problem?"

Blaring lights could be seen over the hedges.

"Get off my brother!"

"Guys!" you yelled over everyone. You pointed to the police cars that were now pulling into the parking lot.

posted: 9/7/21

neptunetheplanet7© 2021

no reposts, edits, or modification to my work by anyone other than me.

[lovemesomesurveys]

Have you stayed up past 3 in the morning this week? Ha, that's everyday. I'm up with the sun.

What was on the last sandwich you had? Turkey, Swiss cheese, mayo, mustard, pesto, and balsamic vinaigrette on white bread with a pickle on the side and sandwich oil for dipping.

What does the soap you use smell like? Like soap, ha. I just use Caress bar soap.

Do you prefer to wrap gifts or use gift bags? I like wrapping presents.

The last person you spoke to, do you know their eye color? Yes, she has brown eyes.

Does anyone you know have their hair bleached? Yeah, including myself. Not currently, but I've bleached it several times.

When you're on the phone, do you doodle? My phone calls are super short so nah, but yeah back when I actually used to talk on the phone for long periods of time I did doodle sometimes.

Is there anyone you know by the name of Frank? No.

Do you own a trenchcoat? Nope.

Name the hardiest piece of technology you own? Hardiest?

Have you ever written with a pen that had pink ink? Yeah.

Do you remember the last thing you took a picture of? It was of my food.

From where you're sitting, can you turn the lights off? Yes.

When was the last time you accidentally slept in? I don't recall.

Tell me the last thing you searched on the internet? I was checking the tracking for something I ordered on Etsy. I ordered it mid-February and it's taking forever to get here. The tracking info hasn't updated either, which is super annoying.

The last argument you had, who started it? *shrug*

Do you wear a ring on your left hand middle finger? I used to, but it's been awhile since I've worn any rings. Or any jewelry in general.

Are you currently in a smoking environment? Noo.

Can you remember the title of the song you last sang aloud? Not at the moment.

If a stranger smiles at you, do you smile back? Yes.

Tell me the current time? It's 8:05PM.

Are you currently listening to music through earphones? Nope.

What color shirt are you wearing? Is it your favorite color? It's a blue and white tie-dye t-shirt dress. No, but I obviously like it since I bought it.

Do you own a pair of rubber boots? Nope.

Have you ever owned a tire swing? No.

Does anyone you know own a bird that can talk? Not that I know of.

What make-up are you wearing currently, if any? I'm not wearing any.

Name one thing you are glad you accomplished today? I haven't accomplished shit. I've had this stomach bug type thing all week where I just get these awful waves of nausea and that last for awhile and just feel shitty in general. Not fun.

Name one thing you wished you accomplished today but didn't? I haven't even gotten out of bed, which would have been something at least.

Have you ever been afraid to call someone, even if you knew them well? Yes. I just hate making phone calls.

Do you ever not speak to someone because you're afraid you'll annoy them? Yes. That's ended up backfiring in many cases cause we ended up just not talking at all and then become distant.

Is there any drama going on in your circle of friends? I don't have any friends.

Have you ever known a guy who caused a lot of drama? Not really.

Is there anyone you know who wears their hair in pigtails regularly? No.

Personally, do you think you have a nice smile? Ew, no. That's one of my big insecurities.

Do you have a nervous twitch? Yes.

Have you ever taken care of a drunk friend? No, but I've been the one taken care of by a friend a few times for that reason. :X

How about a hungover friend? No.

Does the idea of snowpeaked mountains and a large lake sound appealing? Yesss. So beautiful and peaceful.

Pick any number that has personal significance to you? Eight.

Have you ever lost your luggage at an airport? No, thankfully.

Have you ever been on a rollercoaster that actually scared you? I don't do rollercoasters cause I'm a scardy cat. The only exception is the Cars and Big Thunder Mountain Railroad rollercoasters at Disneyland. So much fun.

Do you know anyone who can fluently speak more than two languages? Yeah.

The last person who texted you, have you ever fought with them? We've had disagreements.

How many windows are open on your computer right now? Two. I have two side by side, this one and one with YouTube.

Do you have a fairly fast or slow internet connection? It's fast.

Have you ever gone in a sauna? No. I have no interest in that at all.

Out of these colors, which appeals most to you: orange, blue, or green? Green.

Have you celebrated your birthday yet this year? No, not until July.

Is there anything you're saving up for? I'm trying to save some spending money for my little trip next weekend.

Are you taller than most of your friends? I'm shorter than most everyone.

Know anyone with a really annoying laugh? No.

Have you ever punched someone and broke their nose? Nooo. I've never been in any physical altercations.

What is the longest time you have gone without sleep? Like 35 hours. :X I can't believe I was ever able to do that.

Have you ever been someplace tropical? No.

If given the opportunity, would you act in a commercial? No. I wanted to as a kid, though. I used to practice and pretend I was lol.

You see an ant on the ground, do you squish it? No.

Have you ever baked a pie? Nope.

What is your favorite social networking site? Tumblr.

Who was the last person to call you? My dad.

Does anyone in your family tell funny stories? Yeah.

Is there a war memorial where you live? Yes.

Has anyone in your family fought in any of the wars? My papa did.

Would you make any changes to your current bedroom? I'd change a lot of things.

Has a stray dog ever tried to bite you? No.

When riding a bus, do you prefer to sit up front, down back or the middle? I had to sit in the middle where the space for wheelchairs went.

Have you ever been on a cross-country train ride? No, but I think that would be fun.

Are you normally a person to tell people off? No, definitely not. I'm not a confrontational person.

Name an object that most would consider odd that's special to you? Uhhh. I don't know.

What animal have you always wanted as a pet but couldn't have? I mean, it would be amazing if it were possible to have a giraffe.

Do you currently have any bugbites? No.

Is where you live on a boulevard, road, street, or avenue? It's a lane.

Is there currently any caffeine in your system? Of course.

Look around, are things organized? I've recently been in the process of re-organizing and re-arranging my room so there's some clutter. I've been sick this week, so things have been put on pause.

Is there any TV show that ended that you wish hadn't? I mean, yeah.

Know what you're planning to do after this? I'm about to eat dinner.

[retvenkos]

hello my lovely Olive. how are you? I miss talking to you and screaming about our fandoms and turbulent lives. I'm sorry I haven't been very active these past months! I think I'm going to binge a few of your fics, because I miss your writing so very much and nothing on the internet brings me as much joy. also - your theme is as beautiful as ever, please teach me how you color coordinate and always find the prettiest quotes because? you are an otherworldly being and I will build a shrine to your radiance. sending you all my warmest hugs from my cold and dark parisian days💜

clara my beloved!!!

i'm doing alright for myself, but i think the real question is how are you? i hope you're well! i saw you're doing a drabble event, and i'm deliberating right now what to send in..... perhaps game of thrones? but all of those characters were done so dirty, i don't know if i can.....

but omg, i'm so glad you dropped this in my inbox! it feels like eons since i've talked to you properly, and for that i am very sorry. terrible of me. i need to put some respect on my name and drop out of college 😤😤 if professors don't give me time to talk to my tumblr they don't deserve my radiance 😤😤 .

but you're going to binge read some of my fics 🥺🥺🥺 ??? my writing gets to be blessed with your lovely image??? i hope you like them, and that they bring you some semblance of warm joy <3. (also, i have this kaz brekker long fic/series in progress, and every time i start to work on it i just go,,,,,,,, god bless clara. if it weren't for her, i wouldn't have fallen down the hole that is this fandom. but also pLEASE explain how to write kaz brekker. he is impossible to pin down,,,,,,,)

and you like my theme?? coming from you, miss clara, that means the world (i mean, have you seen your profile, recently? it is gorgeous, ma'am. we're not deserving of it.). and lol, doing my themes takes forever, so if it looks nice.... know that i cried over it for at least an hour before it turned out that way. (and complementing my quotes? as though i haven't been reusing the same like 8 quotes for years? pLeAsE.)

and clara, i don't think i have to reiterate this, but you are a goddess from above. my every waking moment is spent praising your existence. you will build me a shrine, but i will build you civilizations in hopes of gaining your favor. i am sending you all of my awe and all of my humble blessings.

oh! but i have a story for you that's wack as hell. it was a dream i had last night, and i only mention it because you were in it.

okay, so in the dream i'm at Very-Stereotypical-Romantic-Teen-Drama house party, and at one point Selena Gomez walks up to me (but like, Selena Gomez circa 2014 with this specific hairstyle) — and it's very clear in my dream that she's the mean girl™ in high school — and she claims in front of everyone that i stole her boyfriend.

i was very confused and like ????? we're just next door neighbors ????? but the high school had already turned on me, and for some reason, i was canceled on twitter? i don't even have a twitter? neither did dream me? anyway, that's when you came over to Dramatically Take Me Away From The Party, while showing me all of the twitter accusations for my canceling (there was accusations of witchcraft on there? and that i ship the twincest of jaime and cersei? i think there was also something about how i assaulted harry potter?).

at some point in exiting the party, i slapped Selena Gomez by the way (i'm so sorry selena gomez. you don't deserve such treatment).

anyway, after that you took me to get shakes and fries, and i remember just eating in your car, which was sweet. it is also at this point in the dream, however, that it's revealed that the boyfriend i "stole" was actually Bruno Mars.

and before i woke up, the dream shifted or something and i was in the woods at night (and you were still with me) and we were helping to cover up a murder, and i'm like 90% sure it was Bruno Mars, because you were asking "what do we do with the hat?" and it was the hat from the just the way you are music video.

anyway, i'm a murderer and a boyfriend stealer now, but you're my biggest enabler, so if we get arrested, i think it's pretty clear that this is on the bOTH of us.

[addytheheartbreaker]

Blind Memory

Chapter 1: Familiar touch in image

Somewhere on New York, Joen was at his theme park kitchen cooking up in great pride to finish up the list of the menu of his popular hotdog theme restaurant as he patiently waiting for the two masked people to run onto his amusement park. Joen always thought about his old rival friend about what happen since the rivalry with their own brothers until the peace treaty, quite funny he still remembers after the peace ceremony his rival's brother who is the leader of the 5 group of brothers let him hang out together for fun. He gladly did the things at the amusement park and circus just for him to have fun.

Joen loves to make everyone happy and he adores it when people complement him something very nice that flatters him. Of course, in the Masked Singer he had become very popular all thanks to his coach that his amusement park is now crowded with people visiting and enjoying the wonderful fun and laughter they ever had and forever in memory. Joen is actually wearing his rabbit mask today as he placing the finish chicken at the counter then he heard someone calling his name just in time to meet face to face to who it is.

Joen: Nicol Macgille! No time no see buddy!

Joen gave his visitor a hand shake. The man wearing a doberman dog masks and a military with silver armour is name Nicol Mcgille, Joen's old friend and rival, friends with a celebrity former boy band member Nick Carter. Nicol laughs and hugged his old friend before letting him go with a smile on his face.

Nicol: Glad to meet you after the last 5 years Rabbit. Anyways I could see the counter is full over there.

Joen: oh yeah, defiantly Dog. I was kinda over added the menu for the new girl. So where was she?

Nicol: hold your horses Joen, getting excited much to meet my dollface? She will be ready to greet you in perfect posture.

Joen look at him confuse.

Joen: perfect posture? Dude, I'm alright with someone to meet me in open arms. If this girl is a Rabbit fan at the show then she is more then welcome at my wonderland.

Nicol: no, its her doing not yours. Anyway, I'll get her for you.

Nicol went to find her as Joen happily hum himself till he is out of reality from his thoughts. He really enjoyed making people laugh and have fun, he is wondering what the foreign girl looks like, how she laugh was sounds like and get to know her with he favorite rides and foods and most importantly he thought about what her smile looks like and what her personality is. Hearing Nicol has return with the girl and notice the rabbit man was out of his reality.

Nicol: yo, Rabbit. I'm here!

Joen snaps out from his imagination and return back to reality to see Nicol in front of him. He look around and at his surprises, there someone behind the Dog which is actually the foreign girl. Nicol ask her to introduce him then the girl take a deep breath and went beside Nicol revealing herself. Joen look at the girl which gives him something off. The girl was a ball-jointed doll which he could see at her hands and knees, she is wearing a plain white blouse, a pink corset skirt underneath a white skirt with ruffles at the end of her skirt, black flat heel shoes wearing a skin like colored stockings and finish up is the doll girl's black, long, wavy hair just at below from her back wearing a white with highlight pink flower headband and a mask painted in half black and white.

The doll girl is very shy at first which is why she is behind Nicol before she gain her confidence as Nicol introduce her.

Nicol: Rabbit, meet my foreign friend Doll, she is from Philippines.

The Doll bow in grace is a sign of greeting, but Joen couldn't make out what she looks like, however, her mask isn't fully covered her face but her lips are exposed. Her lips was close shut, not giving a single voice for him to be heard from her. Joen felt something is wrong with the doll girl and raise his hand to gave her a hand shake at his left hand as the Dog added him some information.

Nicol: by the way, she is also a fan of you Rabbit.

Joen glady, he is about to gave her a handshake knowing she is also a fan of his. Waiting for her to grab his hand to shake it, the Doll look up to the Dog and he gave her a "go ahead" look inside his dog mask as she shyly and gently hold his hand with her left hand and start handshaking. Joen flinch in surprised a little which he had no idea but the handshake was light. Very light that signal him that he had felt this type of handshake by someone before. He look at the doll girl who is still wearing a mask with her, mouth didn't open a smile at him as if she didn't give any emotion.

Joen is still looking at her and he didn't let go of her left hand as he squeeze it a little. He felt the skin like porcelain hand from her by someone before, he is now off from the touch and the uncomfortable glance on her. As the Dog grab the Doll's wrist about to let go the handshake. He move the left sleeve of her blouse revealing a small crack on her wrist with a hint of faded red lined at the small cracks. The Rabbit recognized that crack in her wrist before. Before he let go of the handshake, a lightning strike into his head with his head twitch that he knew someone long ago. The hand he felt, the look on her mouth with no emotions, her wrist with cracks on it. Did he knew her before? His mind felt dizzy a bit and his mind send him an dark hazy image viewing something like he had never seen but felt so familiar.

A mysterious girl wearing a white hospital like gown stepping away slowly from him with his left hand reaching out at her with blood on his hand before Joen snaps out of his mind with another twitch as he let go of her hand. His hand reach out at her the same way as the image. The Doll step back and hold the Dog's arm while she still looking at Joen shyly. Joen twitch again, the way she step back from him and went to her left side while she still looking at him with his hand still reaching out at her. The same image of him reaching at the female figure from his past before someone hold his shoulder.

Nicol: Rabbit?

The rabbit man look up to see the Dog holding his shoulder.

Nicol: are you alright?

Joen: .....

Joen didn't answered but he haven't move his eyes on her but thanks to his mask, the two mask visitors would not notice him staring at her. This foreign girl, a doll girl who might look familiar to him but he won't ask her as he ignored the strange feeling at the inside.

Joen: yeah, I'm fine Dog. Anyway, two seems hungry and exhaust today huh? Why not come inside and I'll give you what you want.

The two mask visitors nodded and went inside his restaurant with hungry looks behind the mask. Joen pick up the order from them, Nicol ordered some chicken and waffles and a large cup of soda while for Doll, she ordered some chicken with fries along with chocolate ice cream and a bottle of water. Joen gave a smile at the two visitors with the Dog smiling back behind his mask, except Doll who still wearing the same look at him. Jeon did not understand why she isn't smiling and he was curious on what or why did she look so.... Expressionless....

Joen: um Nicol?

Nicol: yeah?

Joen: can I talk to you for a second?

Nicol: make it quick because I am running out of time now.

Nicol told Doll to wait at the table and said "alright, I will wait" with a softly yet shy voice. Her voice is shy and light as if she isn't very talkative often then anyone. Another strike at the head from the Rabbit hits him after hearing her voice for the first time until the two mask males went to Joen's kitchen for a private chat.

Joen: Nicol, about the girl that you are with. I felt like I know her somewhere along time ago.

Nicol: are you sure? She didn't seem like she knows you at all.

Joen: I know, well sorry for not letting go of her hand yet her touch and the look on her expose mouth from her mask, even the voice as well. My mind told me I have met her along time ago.

Nicol gave a unsure and confuse look.

Nicol: are you crazy of something? Doll told me she has been staying at Philippines for all her life until she came here this year. Have you even went to Philippines before Joen?

In Joen's head he is right. He never been to Philippines or even tour there with his brothers before. But that girl, the image on his mind kept replaying itself without stopping. Why is it hard for his head to stop whenever he look at her? Joen did not notice his old rival friend exit the kitchen and went to Doll as they talk to each other. Joen went to them then look at her.

He needs to get to know her and find out who she is if she knew what he think he knew.

Joen: so Dog, is she available to stay here to have a tour around my amusement park? I would gladly gave her the magical fun I put on this place.

Nicol: that would be wonderful for you to do that-

Addy: um... Nicol?

The dog man look at her.

Nicol: yes?

Addy: I have to go back.

Nicol: but Addy, you said you are excited to be here.

Addy: of course I told you that but I was only excited to look at this place, nothing else. I need to go back.

Nicol: Dollface, you said you missed the amusement park you are yearning to went to. He can-

Addy: it is too late for that....

Joen: w-what?

Joen surprised to what she had said. Her voice when she told Nicol was confident yet firm that he might notice a hint of frustration could be heard. He could see Nicol's dog mask sadden from her as he pat her head. Joen was worried about them.

Nicol: another time?

Addy: another time Dog.

Nicol turn to Joen with a sad smile behind his dog mask.

Nicol: sorry bud but we should be going now Joen, thanks for the food buddy. Taste delicious as always Rabbit. I'll see you next time.

Joen: yeah....

He wave goodbye to his rival friend and the doll girl, unfortunately the Doll name Addy didn't look back to him but she was actually shy as Nicol wave goodbye to him then left Joen's amusement park. Joen stayed silent from the same place at the time thinking back at what just happen. The image in his head returns and it reveals a new one. The girl's mouth was close and emotionless with a hint of sadness in it, the girl actually wearing a white dress that he couldn't make out from his memory in just a small detail, black, long, wavy hair in pigtails and her eyes were covered in a white blindfold. The image revealed the girl and her left wrist with a small crack similar to the Doll's wrist. The image stops and Joen felt dizzy for the moment he saw the image playing into his head aching him.

Why is that image even involded to his mind along with Addy the Doll who Nicol the Dog introduce him? He felt like he is getting sick and twitches his head as he teleported on his way back to the mansion. What just happen to him? The image while he teleported at the mansions outside stairs revealing to him again. And this time the image plays the same girl who seems younger then him that he couldn't make out how old she is and saw them running up the stairs. Joen is getting more dizzy and tiring him from the image playing again and went on the front down walking weirdly without a doorbell or even called out to the others that he is home.

Someone at the hallway walk passing him and saw Joen walking by as he went to his direction to greet him.

Ronnie: ah, Joen Roger! Welcome back home Rabbit, uh... Are you alright?

Joen didn't answered instead he ignore his question and walk pass him. The person who Joen walk pass is none other then the showman Peacock himself Ronnie, apprentice to the superstar in Las Vegas Donny Osmond. Ronnie look surpassingly confuse then look behind him to see the rabbit man went back to his room with no answer for the peacock man. But this caught his attention from him. He could barely see somethings wrong with him, after all Joen the Rabbit could never ignore the questions from someone at the mansion. He is very honest to everyone but he never seen Joen getting himself out of character. He did what he could do and went to the living room where Bebe and Linette was then inform them about Joen's concerning behaviour.

This concern them especially Linette who she knew almost a details about Joen except he never told her everything about himself or his rough past. Writing down at everyone's information at her typewriter with the help of Lea gathering all the rumors with her employees to find more information about them, mostly the Rabbit man himself. The Unicorn lady herself didn't get every detail or any credit of his secret of himself even asking his brothers about it. However, the 5 Rabbit brothers are so mysterious and secretive about themselves more then the other members in this mansion. Even Lea, his best friend who has been there for each other in just 8 years didn't get anything but rumors that could be either true or not. However, this is different then they imagine, something is truely wrong with Joen. The queen bee would be the one look over him for now and she seems concern for the rabbit man's behavior to whatever it is.

At the Rabbit's room, Joen removed his rabbit mask before hopping onto his bed and lazily laying his back and hold his head. The image stops playing but instead it gave him a headache which Joen groan in pain from the headache.

Joen: ugh I need some rest....

He said to himself and turn off the lights with a single snap from his figures then close his eyes to sleep.

To be continue...

[unreone]

Aren't You Glad to Have a Boyfriend Like Me?

PROMPT: SERIAL KILLER

Time Taken: 42 hrs 14 min (on/off)

Program Used: IBis Paint

Word Count: 4133

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She beamed as I present to her my gift. An expensive perfume that she saw on a shop five days ago. She is squealing in delight at the second she recognize it.

"Oh my gosh! Thank you, thank you, thank you!!! I can't believe that you manage to buy it~

How could I even return the favor?"

I laugh at how cute she is being right now. Little did she know, I did not even spend a single cent to get it. Wait...no I actually have. Just not mine.

"Don't worry, Giggles. To see your smile is enough for me to say it's worth it."

Nice, that's a smooth one Cuddles. My remark brought a blush on her angelic face. She then pulls me into a hug, something that I expected to get but could still appreciate.

"Aww, this is why I love you my fluffybuns. I'm so glad to have a boyfriend like you!"

I smile as I pat her head. Her wonderful scent wafts in the air as I caress her soft, pink fur. Oh how much I wanted to stay like this forever. However, a ring destroys the moment.

Both of us stop and look at each other. Withdrawing, she apologize and picks up her phone from her shoulder bag. I watch her expression change from bright to neutral and then grim.

"I know I understand...I will be there as soon as I can."

She ended the call.

"Something's wrong?"

She looks at me with guilt in her eyes. I could tell that she wanted to stay a little bit longer but the call has given her a reason not to.

"I am so sorry Cuddles but I have to go. The nurses who are suppose to work right now got into an accident and Lumpy couldn't handle it all by himself at the hospital. I guess I need to start my shift early."

What a bummer. Her shift is supposed to begin five hours from now. Despite feeling unpleasant, I manage to keep my cool.

"Ah don't worry my love. I understand. Just call me when you need a backup."

"Oh Cuddles. The world will be a better place if critters are as understanding as you. See ya later then. I love you!"

She pecks me in my cheek and runs toward the location of a bus stop. I truly adore her. Cupping my hands around my mouth, I shout out my response.

"I love you more!"

She turns around and copies my volume.

"I love you more than anything!"

Oh Giggles, my love for you is so much that I'm willing to do anything for you...

I wave my hand at her as she runs away. I did not stop until she is out of my sight. I sighed and walks away. I guess I have to continue my mission early too.

Pushing the boulder away from a certain spot, I stoop to pull the hidden latch, opening the entry to a bunker.

Jumping down, I swiftly takes my bag full of supplies and a vacuum cleaner. I also wear the "job outfit" that I borrow from a certain friend that must not be named.

After climbing up the ladder carrying my props, I close the hatch and push the boulder back to its original place.

As I stroll towards the house of my next target, I found myself recounting the moments I accomplished my first goal. It was...exhilarating. The adrenaline I got is much more than the one I have while skydiving.

True, I felt remorse and a tiny bit of guilt after doing it but I'd be lying if I say I regret everything. In the end, watching how that pedobear mofo suffers from my own paws is satisfying, and that's all that matters.

Critters tends to underestimate me since I'm just a kid in their eyes. Yeah I admit that I'm immature most of the times, but that doesn't mean I'm incapable of doing serious stuff. I watch enough movies and documentaries to say I know a thing or two with slaying rivals creatively.

It all starts with swaying the prey. Luring him is unsurprisingly not that hard. I just have to send him pictures and epic one liners on his inbox at that stupid dating app and boom! Charmed. He's willing to meet me at a specific, secluded place only me and him know. Never suspecting anything for a bit. He's like a really dumb fish who suddenly bites the bait despite a hook sticking through it!

As the fool arrived at my rented apartment room, he did not see the lover of the girl he always flirts with. Instead, he sees a purple female bunny wearing a cute outfit named Toodles who is infatuated with him. I let him in and offer snacks and tea, which he blindly accepts. As he eat, we talks just as the way we do in our chat.

I remember how he makes that disgusting face at me that he dubbed as his "fierce and flirty look" from time to time.

I am keeping myself from puking at the moment as he leans forward with that breath, asking me for a dance.

Despite feeling unpleasant, I manage to keep my cool. I did not become the best actor in drama club for nothing. I have to convince him that my character is so into him. So I did what I have to do in my script.

I pull him even closer, catching him off guard and making the pathetic asshole blush. This malicious pervert flipping blush! I can't even express my repulsion against this filthy degenerate.

"Maybe I would if you finish your tea~" I muttered in perfect, feminine tone.

Oh I just really smile as I saw that he finally ingested the damn fluid into his system. He, however, thinks it's because I fell in love with him. He drinks the whole cup in one go!

He was extending his hand out to me, about to say something, but found himself unable to do so. Or do anything else at all. His hand trembles before he collapses to the floor. I giggled as he flops like a fish. His mouth is gaping as he try so hard to breathe. He looks up at me with utter confusion in his eyes. Can't talk dirty now that you're paralyzed huh sicko?

"Nothing personal Disco. It's just that I heard that you're really messing around this town. You're pretty famous for being a headache for everyone. Now, let me tell you something. This is for harassing and killing every girl you encountered ~"

I grab the kettle and pour its boiling hot contents on his chest. Oh how euphoric it was to see him writhes in pain. The scent of his burnt flesh fills the room. I was grinning ear to ear as I watch in fascination how the tea spreads all over his fur.

"And this is for assaulting my brother's girlfriend, Giggles~"

I suddenly smashed the kettle on his crotch. He would be wailing in pain at the time if his throat isn't numb. All that came out in his mouth is pitiful gurgles as he pees on the floor. I move and stand besides his ugly face. My entire body is quivering in excitement and rage as I clutch on the shattered kettle tightly.

"And this is for killing her with a fucking kettle you ignorant pimp~"

And with that, I found myself bludgeoning the shittyhead over and over again with a kettle until he resembles a squashed tomato. I keep bashing on his shattered skull even after he stopped twitching. Finally, I stepped on his heart with my heels to satisfy my ears with that squelching flesh. Then, I went to the bathroom to shower the dye away. It takes me four hours to remove the fake color entirely off my fur. Of course, I did not leave without taking his wallet.

It's been three days since the incident and I haven't seen him around, which is a good sign. What I've done is super effective. I think after all that, he wouldn't bother Giggles anymore. Heck, I am confident enough to say that he wouldn't even dare to look at any girl ... hehehe ... look. Something that my next victim couldn't do. That makes everything easier.

I found myself on front of the house I seek. I casually walk towards the doorstep and press the doorbell.

Now I would have skip Mole over since the idiot mistaken Lumpy as Giggles on their blind date. That means, my motivation of killing him is not jealousy if that's what you're thinking. No. It's something deeper than that.

His obliviousness and idiocy is what ticks me off. He killed my precious girl by literally stealing her heart with a freaking stick. Then he just throws it in a filthy thrash bag like it was nothing. Oh how much I wanted to punch him square in the face when I see him pries the door open. But I didn't.

Sounding lanky and awkward, I announced my assumed identity.

"Randell of Happy Tree Cleaners, leaving your homes squeaky clean. Our company is very sorry since we couldn't send Petunia today. However, I am here to take her place. I hope you wouldn't mind, sir."

"Oh. Of course I wouldn't mind at all lad but I think you came pretty early."

Feigning confusion, I responded to him in a shameful tone (which I applaud myself for such a convincing performance).

"Oh I truly am sorry sir. I'm still new to the job and kinda not listening to my superior when she's passing the information over the phone..."

"Ah a newbie. No, don't worry at all. I actually admire you! Working so hard, always ready to face the task at hand as immediately as possible. You're also modest. You remind me of myself back in my younger days..."

Then a long time was wasted for his flashback that I could not see. I really hate delays but I'm not rushing so I let him do his thing.

"Oh silly me. What am I thinking letting you stand outside for so long! Come, enter my humble abode young one."

I thanked him as I went inside. The contents of my shoulder bag clatters against each other for every move I make.

As he leads me to the room he thought I'd bother to clean, I am appreciating the edginess of the vacuum's flexible hose that I'm holding. I am very proud to say I assembled it myself. I have tried it on cows and boy the precision of the cut was just fascinating. I left a clean hole through the chest of the dumb animal.

My eyes are locked on his back as he talks about taking pictures of a case that an evil mouse wanted or something like that. His keys are jiggling as he unlocked the door to his kitchen. He turns around to face me.

"-anyways, here we are in the kitchen, Early Randell. You may begin your "germ extermination," as Petunia put it."

"Oh, only she could do that sir. I have a different method and it's called "trash assassination."

"Really? Sorry to break it to you son, but I believe there's no such thing that's present in this room. There is just dust and dirty dishes."

"Excuse my language sir, but I could see one standing out in the middle of the room."

"Oh my, that must be the apple that I lost a while ago. Could you please take it out?"

"It's my pleasure to do so. After all..."

In a second, I thrusts the vacuum hose on his chest. It delights me how its end easily punctures through his clothes then his flesh. The idiot didn't react at first and only notice what I'm doing when I successfully take his heart out.

"The only thrash I see in this room is you. P.S. I know what you've done to Giggles. I'll come back if you repeat it again..."

He actually tries to escape but oh its just too late.

Resistance is futile after all, no matter how much you struggle old guy.

A few seconds pass before his body finally went limp. I smile as I let go of the vacuum hose.

Whistling the theme song of this town, I grab his filthy organ off of my vacuum. I take a moment to observe how it weakly pulses on my grasp. I find it fascinating that this thing is still beating despite its raptured state.

Then I pick the note I left from and continued whistling. I dump his heart into the thrash bag filled with decomposing materials and feces. If you're wondering where the heck it came from, its hidden inside the vacuum.

Of course I didn't want his heart to rot alone so I let his body join in. It's hilarious that his body would regenerate in there. Imagine respawning covered with shit.

I take out something out of my shoulder bag. Opening his fridge, I start lacing his food with cyanide. The medicines in his cupboard also get the same treatment. A sprinkle for this, a bunch on that and I'm done.

An hour was spent of taking care of the evidence. Cleaning is boring and tiresome but I have to do it. After disassembling the vacuum, disposing my outfit, sanitizing the floor and taking a bath, I went out of the house. I casually dump the garbages in the bin and then I take my leave. Two down, few more to go.

Up next is Flippy. He may seem to be an invincible rival but everyone have Achilles's heel – and I'm about to strike it. Wait, I'm not literally saying my target is the tendon at the back of his foot. The point is I know his weakness and its pathetic.

Currently, I am on my way to the psycho's location. My ears are flattened on the side of my head because of the hood of the black robe I'm wearing. My smiling skull mask is partially obscuring my sight. I am holding a blowgun disguised as a trumpet.

Anyway, for those who don't know what the flipping pants a blowgun is, it's a long narrow tube that shoots out an arrow or dart when someone breathes into it quickly and forcefully. Its content is not a dart though. It's peanuts.

Leaping few minutes forward, I am waiting at the entrance of an alleyway. My clothing blends well in the darkness. Flippy is visiting his psychotherapist and any minute now, he would leave the building and take the path in front of me.

Flippy... he is once my bro. He used to be the man I looked up on since he is serving the military from the age of 15. I thought he was cool but what he have done states he is far from that. We accepted him in our town and boy do I cursed the day that we did.

Turns out he gains an alter ego from the war who is a sadistic, bloodthirsty demon. Giggles and I have suffered hell from his paws. Now, it's payback time.

My thoughts were silenced by a voice whose source I'm too familiar with. As he walks into the desired spot, I blow the trumpet the hardest I possibly could. He screams, obviously surprised. Wasting no time, I push a certain button which allows air to pass through the blowgun. I watch a couple of peanuts shoots straight into his throat at bullet speed. All of this happened in just two seconds.

It seems that he didn't notice what just enter his mouth since he is busy catching up his breath. He looks stupid with his pupils dilated in fear. I toss the trumpet on the ground and run into the alleyway. He follows me, trying to match my speed. Amusingly, his body did not react instantly as I expected. Maybe it's because the number is fewer than the ones he ingested at the party.

"Darn it kid, why did you-"

It's not too long before he falls because of the tripwire I set up earlier. As I hear a dull thud, I turned around and smile.

He is groaning as his lips inflate. Multiple zits appeared on his face. His allergy reaction has rendered him immobile. I take out a knife from my shoulder bag, making sure he didn't see it.

His paws are trembling as he tried to stand. I am towering besides him when his limbs puffs up like a balloon.

"Something's wrong?"

Listening to his whimpers, I could tell how much he is suffering as his body painfully swells. I smirk as I kicked his ass hard, making him squeak in pain.

"You know you deserve it, Flip. If you can't handle the consequences, then you shouldn't have done these..."

As I said that last word, I throw photographs down for him to see. He knows he's to blame for all the mangled corpses in it. In the middle of it all is Giggles with a rose puncturing through her head.

I am overjoyed when I hear him cry. Oh the taste of victory is truly sweet. As time passes, he looks like a balloon animal more than anything. His arms give up since it couldn't support his weight anymore.

He mumbles something that resembles to an apology, which is empty since I've heard him say it countless times.

"You could only pay for your sins with death."

Desperate to live, he tries to drag himself forward, hoping he could move away from me. It's amusing that such an indestructible beast lives inside this wimp. We both know that those stubby fingers never help him in this situation in any way. It only makes him more pathetic.

I then dug my dull knife into his back and watch as his skin bursts. His body contorted as unimaginable pain washed over his body.

"What? You say you want more?"

I poked his shoulder with the tip of my blade and it explodes. The walls are painted by its disgusting contents. It's like I'm playing with a living bubble wrap.

"You like pain right? Don't you enjoy this? Huh? Huh!?"

I found myself caught in a frenzied mood of hacking and slashing. His body is constantly receiving new, multiple wounds. His ugly face is squeezed against the asphalt road. His head is twitching every time I plunge my weapon into his body.

For the final act, I hit the top of his head and zip his skull open, splitting his brain apart.

Panting heavily, I laugh. I've done it! I've defeated the unstoppable force. I stand to observe my work.

I turned around and meet the eyes of a preschooler dropping his lollipop. I could tell that he was about to take my trumpet when he saw something in the darkness moves. I guess my robe is really black. Imagine a floating skull smiling down at you.

He backs away as he saw the blood dripping from my gloves. I wave hi to him and he runs away. Yep, I just scarred a child's life forever. I have a pretty good feeling that he's gonna have nightmares about a skeleton and a trumpet tonight.

Welp, time to dispose this body. Good thing there's an incinerator conveniently placed at the end of this passage.

Dragging Flippy by his foot, I hum the coffin meme tune to myself. He's not that heavy anymore since chunks of his flesh pops like a bubble earlier. Scrapes form on his skin as I pull him.

With a heave and a ho, to the furnace he go. Don't forget the knife and the costume~

I just finished disposing my stuffs when my phone plays that special ringtone. Picking it up from the shoulder bag, I greet my precious Red Ribbon.

"Heya Giggles~ How are you?"

My expression shifts from bright to grim when I hear her weakly whispers that one word.

"Help…"

This was followed by a thunderous crash and a white noise. My heart sank deep into my guts. Running out, I only have one thing in mind – save her before it's too late.

I'm not really paying attention so I collided with someone riding a bike. As my butt hits the ground, I groan.

"Gah! What are you thinking running into me like that- Cuddles?"

Looking up, it's my best friend, Toothy. As he help me stand up, I quickly steal his ride.

"What in the-"

"Sorry Toots! Emergency, I'll return it later."

Huffing and puffing, I pedal like my life depends on it. Cars are beeping as I zoom by them. I've taken sharp turns and gave heart attacks to crossing pedestrians. I didn't even bother to stop when the traffic light is red. The only thing I care about right now is to get to the hospital as soon as possible.

Smoke is rising from the horizon. It didn't take long before the building came into my view. My heart skips a beat as I see its remnants. My blood runs cold as a thought of her crushed body appears in my head.

I am preventing the tears that is burning my eyes to fall. I hop off the bicycle and run closer. I keep telling myself that I'm not yet late.

Broken glasses are scattered around. Shattered walls are laying against each other. I found an opening and force myself to fit through it. As I successfully did, I start searching for any sign of her.

I am frantically shaking the doorknobs when I heard her voice screaming for help. It sounds faint, which means she's far from were I'm at, but at least I know her direction.

I crawl under a fallen pillar then run to a door I haven't check. As I press my head against it, I hear her whimpering. I started to charge myself against it, my new attempts stronger than the last one.

Hang in there, Giggles...

Out of nowhere, something crash which makes the earth trembles. I press my ears against the door again. She's not making any sound anymore.

This prompts me to try harder. Adrenaline is coursing through my veins as I imagined the worst possible scenario. The door slammed open with the force I've applied. I can't help but stumble forward a little bit after that. There she was, six feet from where I am. I could not believe my eyes for what I'm currently seeing.

The Golden Idol is laying on the floor, crushed into dust. The crying face of my love is kissing the guy I assume is responsible for the damage of the cursed figure. A sun ray, originating from a huge hole at the ceiling, illuminates the spot where the two are standing. Her hands are around his shoulder. Giggles withdraw and mouthed the words "Thank You" to Splendid.

My whole body is trembling in rage. When did we kissed like that? Oh right! When we're fucking dead. I clutch something from my shoulder bag. I coughed loudly, announcing my presence.

The two turn to my direction. She gasp. She's saying words but I could not understand them. A plain smile is painted on my face as I quickly walks towards them. I brush pass the girl who turns me crazy in love.

Splendid chuckles and spreads his arms, expecting a hug. That's exactly what I give him...with an extra stab on his chest with my kryptonut dagger.

He's lucky because I'm not gonna do what I have in mind for him. He kneels and screams as his body quickly degrades. I snap to Giggles with a huge smile on my face...

The grasses sway with the wind. The view of the sunset in this spot is truly romantic. I sigh as I look into her eyes.

"I'm so glad that you could understand me, Giggles. I've only done all of that because of you. Now, nobody would ever bother you and we can stay like this forever~"

I smile as I pat her head. Her wonderful scent wafts in the air as I caress her soft, pink fur. Oh how much I adore her cute face.

"I know you didn't expect me to forgive you after what you've done. That's just how much I love you. I will do anything and everything just to make you smile."

I touch the spot at the end of her lips and help her to smile. After all, she couldn't done that all by herself in this state. I smiled as I remember what she said to me this morning.

"Aren't you glad to have a boyfriend like me?"

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Since I turned Cuddles into a killer, does this story counts as a creepypasta?

Writing this is a doozy so I hope you like it the same way that I make it. Write your thoughts down the comments!