#anyway yes. I’m. hm. I should show this to someone I know who has a soft spot for belos let’s make the people cry everyone in this fandom ge

[largewaterbottle]

[wakes up in a cold sweat, shaking] what if the. what if the grimwalkers wasn’t an attemp to replace or replicate his brother, what if it was just an attempt to bring him back to life. What if he expected them to be exactly like Caleb. I’m sleepy but man. [falls back to sleep]

[hannahssimblr]

I open the envelope on the stairs. The same stairs I spent six years rushing up and down, going from class to class, that was always bustling with students, bumping shoulders, swinging school bags, yet here I am, on an empty staircase in the building I thought I’d never be inside again. All the people I thought I’d never have to see again are here too, milling in and out of the foyer, collecting envelopes, telling each other about their summer. Somehow I’d forgotten I would have to do this. 

I keep to myself, wishing to minimise any conversation. Get in, get out, that’s the plan. I slip my thumbnail under the lip of the envelope and pull my results out. 

Mathematics A1 English A1 Art A1 Biology B3 Geography B1 German A2

Oh, Jesus Christ. There’s a roaring in my ears. I shove my grades back into the envelope before anyone can see them, then add up the score in my head.

Five-fifty. Is that possible? I peek inside to check again. 

Yes. Five-fifty. 

I blow out a lungful of air. How can this be? I’m famously a fucking idiot. This is a disruption to my worldview. I hardly even studied towards the end of the year, so how in the-

“Jude?” Someone steps into my space, and I have to suppress a groan as Sam from the yearbook committee stands over me, looking completely misplaced without his uniform on. It’s like the freakish experience of seeing your teacher in the supermarket. Sam, without his starched uniform shirt and perfectly knotted tie, is hardly Sam at all. Perhaps he thinks the same of me without my tie, which was always hanging crooked with a blue ink stain on it that wouldn’t come off after a hundred washes.  

The smug look, however, is Sam all over. “Looking a bit glum. Are you disappointed in your results, or something?”

I pause. “No?”

“Oh, grand. Suppose you don’t need the marks anyway, do you? You’re off to art college in Berlin, so I heard.”

“You heard correctly.”

“Surprised to see you here at all, I have to say. I thought you might have been gone already, off to the continent and all that, instead of coming into school.”

“No, my flight’s Wednesday.”

“Ah. So soon.”

“Yes, I suppose it is.” He stands expectantly, hovering, and so, with a sigh, I ask him what he is frothing to be asked. “What points did you get, Sam?”

“Five forty,” he gloats. “I’ll be off to Trinity now, all going well with the offers and all that. ‘Twas an expected result, but I’m still thrilled with myself. Just goes to show that hard work and proper study really pay off.”

“Yeah. Well done. Lucky that points don’t count for me, then, hm?”

“Well, it’s only art school. It’s not like you need to be smart.”

“Yep, that’s true.”

Sam’s head swivels like a submarine periscope. “Oh, look who’s just come in.” His mouth stretches into an unsettling grin. “Sure, it’s the lovely Michelle Tengu. You should say hi to her.”

“Right, yeah.” I say, though my fight or flight has activated and my palms prickle with sweat.

Michelle crosses the linoleum floor in the chunky black boots she’s had since fifteen. She accepts her envelope from the principal and stands to the side where she tears it open and her eyes scan the page. It’s impossible to tell how she feels.

She looks the same, of course she does. Maybe her hair is longer, maybe her makeup is different, her skin a little browner, and I have this feeling as I see her, that I am looking at a picture of a person I used to know, someone whose name I remembered, but whose face I had long forgotten. This girl I loved, or thought I did. I don’t really know that person anymore, at least not how I used to. 

She sees me and gives a hesitant wave. 

I wave back. 

“You’re still here,” she approaches me with the caution one would with a spooked cat, emotions flashing over her face, like she can’t decide how to feel. Neither can I. She’s still blocked in my phone, from that fateful night in June, but now, on the cusp of September, those heavy feelings I had seem so melodramatic. I am just Jude, she is just Michelle, and somewhere along the way, without me even paying heed to it, a storm has passed. 

“Yeah, I’m still here.”

“I expected you to sneak off to Berlin under the cloak of night.”

“That’s the plan, honestly. I just needed my results first.”

“I see. Are you happy with them?”

“Yeah. Are you?”

“I got enough for NCAD.”

“Oh, Michelle, that’s amazing. I’m so happy for you.” An odd moment follows, where I am not sure whether I should hug her. I twitch toward her, then second guess myself, and then I just freeze there, halfway lifted from the step. I slump back down onto it. 

“It, um… Well. It sounds like you had a pleasant summer, and all that.” She says. “Jen was telling me all about it.”

“Was she? Yeah, it was fine. Did she really say it was pleasant?”

“She mentioned that you two had a bit of a falling out, to be honest.”

“Ah, yeah, we did.”

She gives me this awkward smile, and it’s instantly obvious that she knows. Jen, being Jen, has told her the entire story. She’s revealed every aspect of my summer - the festival, the conflicts, and its conclusion. She knows about Evie too. It’s in her eyes. It’s that hint of betrayal she knows she’s not supposed to feel anymore. In them lies the sting of an ex moving on and leaving her behind.   

“I’m, um…” I smooth the front of my hair. “I think things will be alright with Jen, probably. I just need time, you know?”

“Yeah. I get it.” She adds delicately, “though, like, you are leaving in about five days.”

“That’s true.”

“And you were really planning to just vanish?”

“Well, yes. I just don’t know how else to do it.”

“Usually people have a party or something.”

“No, come on,” I scoff. “I’m not doing all of that. It’s so much work.”

“Hm. I just think you’ll regret not saying goodbye.”

I can’t decide whether she’s right, and can’t think of what to argue in my defence, so I say nothing. A sympathetic smile crosses her face. It’s strange. She never looked at me like that while we were together.

“I can help,” she says. “It can be low-key, just a few people. I’ll send out a text and see who wants to come, yeah? Whoever wants to say goodbye?”

“Including Jen?”

“I’ll need to invite Jen.” she shrugs, “it might be a good chance to talk. To get it all ironed out.”

“You think?”

“Yeah, I do. I think it’s best not to leave things unfinished.”

“Hm. That’s very philosophical of you.”

“Are you shocked?”

“Kind of.”

She huffs out a laugh. “Well I’ve been seeing someone.”

“A boy?”

“A therapist. I realised after we broke up that I had some things to work through. I had some… big feelings.”

“That’s great, Shell.”

I could swear that her eyes get a little misty as she inhales, as though to say something before deciding against it. She straightens her shoulders and smiles. “I’m happy you’re happy.” She says brightly. “With the Leaving Cert results, obviously.”

“I’m happy you’re happy, too.”

She glances toward the door. “Look, I better go, but I’ll text you about the going away party, right?”

“Yeah, I better unblock you.” It slips out of me before I can stop it, but to my immense relief, she laughs. “Good idea. See you Jude.”

“Bye, Shell. Thanks.”

“For what?”

“I dunno. For this.”

She just smiles. 

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[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] Kei Fear Not Reward 5* Card Story

Chapter 1

-rehearsal room-

yakou: Kei, do you have a moment? I want to know why the standard members for our new show are the same as ‘During the demise’.

kei:  Are you unsatisfied with not having a role?

yakou: …Yes. Last time we did a revival performance of ‘During the demise’ I was double casted. You explained that the standard members of 'existing works’ would not be changed however this is a completely new show. There is no existing lineup. I’d like you to consider me for the role of Ortrud.

kei: Yoshino is playing Ortrud. I determined that that would be best for this production.

yakou: ……

gui: Are you ok, Yakou?

yakou: Sorry, Gui. I’m fine, it just hasn't sunk in yet.

-yoshino appears-

yoshino: Sorry I’m late.

yakou: (glaring at yoshino)

yoshino: Hm? What is it?

yakou: Nothing.

gui: Yakou told Kei that he wants to play Ortrud.

yakou: Gui!

yoshino: Were you talking about the standard members? I’m not surprised you’d want the role, however I have no intentions to give it up. Sorry.

yakou: I never said you had to give it up. I just can't accept this.

yoshino: Accept? What, you can't accept that I was given a role instead of you? That's not a very nice way to put it.

yakou: That's not what I meant…

gui: Don't fight.

yoshino: We’re not.

gui: But you're both upset. That's how it looks to me.

yoshino: I got a little heated, sorry, Yakou.

yakou: Me too… Sorry.

kei: Have things been settled? Then, get into your positions, let's take it from the top.

–end

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Chapter 2

starless hallway-

ginsei: Hm? Someone's here already.

-peeking into rehearsal room- 

sotetsu: It's Kei.

ginsei: …He sure is concentrating deeply.

sotetsu: What’re you doing? Let's go in already.

ginsei: I wouldn't want to interrupt him. We should wait until he stops for a break..

sotetsu: It's fine. He’s definitely heard us by now anyways.

-ginsei and sotetsu walk into the room-

kei: ……….

sotetsu: Now that you mention it, isn't it kinda rare to see Kei practicing this seriously?

ginsei: Our schedule is also more focused on individual lessons rather than team ones. I wonder if this show has been difficult for Kei as well.

sotetsu: It's not like the show's overall difficulty level is that high though. 

ginsei: Not on a technical level, no. But facing the roles is what’s hard. I know it’s a script that was written with the actors in mind, but even then it suits our situation a little too well. Having to show your true feelings like this is tough.

sotetsu: Oh?

ginsei: For me, the scene where the king tries to take back his kingdom only to be imprisoned is really tough. It reminds me of when I’d hit a wall with my directing…

Say, who do you think it was that wrote this script? There's no way someone could write this unless they knew our current selves really well.

sotetsu: Wasn't it Aki-san and Haru-san? Remember they sent us a new work for our 4th anniversary too?

ginsei: No, the style is similar to Akito-san’s but something’s off. Not to mention, Kei has said before that Team K won't use productions that are made by the Miki-san’s.

sotetsu: I can always trust your script sensor, Ginsei. Your accuracy every time is a huge help.

ginsei: Excuse me? Are you making fun of me?

sotetsu: I’m complimenting you. When it comes to this sort of thing your opinion is always reliable.

–end

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Chapter 3

-break room-

gui: Saki, Yoshino. Have you seen Yakou?

yoshino: Nope, I haven't seen him yet.

saki: I haven't seen him either. Is something the matter?

gui: I told Yakou I’d practice with him. He’s been practicing all of our roles.

yoshino: Is that so? Yakou’s really amazing to be able to do that sort of thing.

gui: Um, Saki… Yakou said that he wants to stand on the stage. So should I swap positions with Yakou?

saki: Huh? Are you saying you’ll step down from the stage in this show for Yakou-san?

yoshino: What makes you say that, Gui?

gui: Because Yakou is our number 3 and I’m number 5. So.

yoshino: If that's what Yakou requested then… I still don't like the idea though.

gui: He didn't tell me to do it. I was just thinking that Yakou’s position is higher than mine.

saki: Is giving up your position what you want to do, Gui-san?

gui: I… I want to stand on the stage.

yoshino: Then don't back down. That is your position.

gui: I see… This ‘doing what I want’ thing is complicated.

saki: Practice makes perfect. I hope what it is that you want to do will take shape, Gui-san.

yoshino: Before that we have to get to rehearsals though.

-rehearsal room-

yoshino: Oh, Yakou. You're already here.

yakou: Yeah, I figured I’d start early. Ah, sorry, was Gui waiting for me?

saki: We met with him in the break room. He told us that you’ve memorised everyone's parts.

yoshino: That was Kei’s part you were practicing now, wasn't it? It's great, you've really captured it.

yakou: Not yet, I still feel like I’m just going through the motions.

gui: Yakou, your performance smells like Kei.

yakou: Huh? What's that supposed to mean? I don't think it's a compliment either way. Well whatever, join me for this scene, Gui. My balance isn't very good on my own.

gui: Ok.

-gui and yakou walk off-

yoshino: ……..

saki: What's wrong, Yoshino-san?

yoshino: Oh, no it's nothing. It just feels as though we've returned to right after our renewal. Back when Team K had just been formed and we all weren't used to working together yet.

Maybe it's because of all the individual rehearsals… I wonder what Kei’s thinking. I’m taking to the stage as a performer and not a singer too.

saki: I’m sure there's a reason for it.

yoshino: Yeah, I think so too. And I’m the only one who can find the answer. Plus, not everything is the same as it was back then. Because compared to then, I now have so many precious things that you've taught me.

–end

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Chapter 4

-starless lobby-

saki: (Ah, it’s Kei-san. But his expression, he looks kind of… down?)

kei: Thank you for coming, Saki. We’ve made it to the closing show, I hope that you’ll enjoy it. Allow me to escort you to your seat. Come this way.

-starless restaurant area-

saki: (He was wearing a gloomy expression before but he seems fine now…)

saki: Um, Kei-san, are you feeling ok?

kei: Does it look like I’m unwell? I wouldn’t want to cause you any worry, but the cause is likely the fact I did not get to see you as often throughout the duration of this show.

saki: Huh?

kei: In order to make this show what it is I needed to reevaluate myself and reaffirm who I am. The strength and determination that is needed to protect what I must— I needed to face myself in order to find it. 

-kei kneels and kisses the back of saki’s hand-

kei: Though, to me, you are the one and only thing that I must protect.

saki: W-wait a moment Kei-san, what are you doing…!

kei: Did I get too close to you? My apologies.

-kei steps back-

kei: Seeing you here tonight caused my heart to grow impatient. Despite not being on the stage yet it’s as if I allowed my role’s feelings to seep into me.

The Kei that stands before you right now is not a team leader, but instead a single performer. Each and every member of Team K will stand before you as individual performers. So, I will try my hardest in order to be the one that you deem to be the most impressive.

Though it may be far from perfection, I will still try to get as close to it as possible. I’ll put on a performance so great that it will dispel any worries you had earlier. As well as allow this nameless and foolish knight to be pardoned by his precious Princess. Until the day that you decide to part with me, everything that I am belongs to you.

—Please enjoy the show.

-stage-

-bloomed cg

kei: “Princess— You must not ask me a thing. You mustn’t even think that you wish to know. Where I came from, my lineage, even my name, you must not know.”

“However, when you ask me with such conviction, then I have no choice but to respond to your resolve in kind. Please, keep that name locked away within you, as my true name already exists within your beautiful heart.”

—end

[tatertotcosmonaut]

I hope I didn't mistake you for someone else, but I think you're the other mutual I have who's into JJK, right? I only have two mutuals who reads JJK ahahahha. So it should be you...

Have ya read the (albeit terribly-translated) leaks for C248 yet? Thoughts?

Yes I am the other JJK mutual lol, you weren’t mistaken! I have read the leaks, but I usually wait till TCB scanlations and then official translations (although I hate official translations, John Werry really needs to be replaced) so I can compare them and come to a conclusion about my thoughts.

I’m a bit more ready to negatively criticize JJK than most, but I do so because I know Gege is capable of really good writing. Shibuya is one of the best written arcs I’ve seen, and the philosophy and themes aren’t new but they are written in ways that are intriguing to me.

Sukuna is one of my favorite characters, but the mass Sukuna v. Everyone fight has steadily become more and more boring to me. There’s only so many times I can be “off the edge of my seat” with constant deaths and death scares and “Sukuna defeat” close calls before I just become blasé to it. I was expecting there to be many deaths (it is a war after all), I was expecting Sukuna to be difficult (He is known as the most powerful sorcerer for a reason), but it feels less like a battle of tension and cunning and more close to levels of “last season of Game of Thrones” writing (although not nearly as egregious, Gege is still a competent writer and he clearly is trying to tie this up as best as he can).

The Kenjaku v Takaba fight is, no joke, one of my favorite fights in the series. I think it’s a wonderful display of how cunning Sorcerers need to be whilst showing the creativity of the power system Gege has made. And I think that’s what I feel is missing from the Sukuna fight, or is steadily disappearing. Sukuna is meant to be cunning, he’s meant to be smart, but it feels less like he’s winning because he’s cunning and more because he’s winning because well…Gege needs him to for tension reasons.

The court room fight is a good example of this. Lord I would’ve loved to see Sukuna utilize his intelligence to overcome Higuruma’s domain, it would’ve been much more satisfying than Sukuna getting that one weapon confiscated and the whole fight just ending in like 4 panels and that’s that.

I also will be majorly rankled if Kenjaku is actually dead and gone. There is no reason they should be as Kenjaku, the person that prepared for this whole debacle for over 800 years, is much more cunning than to just be killed by a decapitation. I think it’s fair to say that Kenjaku is the main overarching villain, none of this would be happening if it wasn’t for them, nor would Sukuna be here either. To kill then off as if they were some dumb goon obstacle boss would be an insult to their character. Kenjaku’s connections to the Heian era, to Tengen, to Yuuji and Choso, is too valuable for them to just be gone.

Anyways, I’m intrigued to see where this will go and what Sukuna will do know that he has the ability to go forward with the Merger. Although I’m confused on why he would even bother doing that or what interest he would have in that.

I’m also interested to see where Gege is trying to go when it comes to themes of love, power, and loneliness when it comes to Sukuna. The theme of “it is lonely to be at the top” is budding into something intriguing, which is why I think Sukuna is fascinating to me. I don’t care to much about his fights, and more of him as a philosophical figure, because he his quite philosophical in and outside of fights. His ending conversation with Kashimo was quite cool. He also can’t stop being very homoerotic towards the enemies he fights and defeats. It’s funny to see hm having fun and being satisfied by an opponent and then being sent into a philosophical crisis over human emotion.

Also I am always fascinated by Gojo fans absolute hope in Gojo coming back. I think this chapter sent them into more of a fervor, I am rooting for them it would be funny to see honestly.

[justanotherfanfolks]

Twisted Wonderland Main Story Scattered Thoughts (Prologue Chapter 1-2)

Let's take it from the top, I need a refresher!

Okay first things first, uh, Grim? Buddy. Our beloved arsonist. How were you planning on getting the robes off of Yuu? How were you planning on WEARING human sized robes? Also, yes Grim, weasel. Reason 1: tiny gremlin. I think it was ferret in Japanese. Reason 2: I believe in Yuu choosing violence in the dialogue options. Peace was never an option. And again I ask, how is he planning to fit those robes? LOL the chase sequence, that’s one way to get a grand tour! GRIM, NO FIRE IN THE LIBRARY, THINK OF THE BOOKS! Omg, it’s Crowley! How- how did he know to come here? Did he just see the open coffin and go “...ooooooooo… I should check on what that is.” You know, people always think Grim is Yuu’s familiar, I want to know more about how familiars work in Twisted Wonderland. Wait, I just realized Grim doesn’t have his stone, NO, HE LOOKS WEIRD WITHOUT IT! TWST PUT IT BACK! I really want to see how the beginning of the ceremony looks when everyone gets out of the coffins, since they aren’t supposed to get out themselves. I wanna see the full orientation. Dang it Ramshackle Duo, I wanted to see that! Hope the anime shows us. Hm. So Crowley opens them himself. I imagine he does it with magic, but imagine this man opening 200 coffins by hand. Nah, Crowley would never. He doesn’t do anything. Well, except make me suspicious, but that’s a conversation for another day. Wait, hang on I think I should’ve picked the other dialogue option, that might answer some questions. I'll do that later. You know, when I first played the prologue, I tried reading it with a translation next to me (as everyone insisted it was superior), but I got a headache going back and forth so I bit the bullet and just read the ENG version. Ah, who dis be or where I be? Both logical questions. I’ll ask who dis be, I don’t remeber what I picked the first time. He’s truly shooketh at the idea of Yuu not knowing who he is. “My magnamity is boundless” ah here come the cracks! There’s the Crowley we know and… know. Hold on, there’s a CHAIRMAN!? I forgot about that, who is this chairman? And why pick Crowley? Magic or academy. Well, if it was me I’d be more interested in the magic aspect than the academy aspect. Like Yuu, we gotta ask the real questions here, why be shocked at the idea of school? I also want to know more about this carriage thing- I know in the manga and I’m pretty sure the novel too the Yuus get isekaied by Carriage-kun Truck-kun style, does Yuu get isekaied by Carriage-kun in the game? To me it sounds like you’re supposed to climb into a coffin in a carriage, I hope the others students were informed of how this works. Also, how the heck did this coffin appear in Not Twisted Wonderland, I have so many questions. “So this carriage dragged me here against my will?” yes, this is the Yuu I am here for! Okay that was the first Chapter of the Prologue, I forgot how much I liked that! I can’t wait for the novel to drop in English, I really want to read it in book form! I am holding that thing to the standard of Yuurei20’s translations, I expect nothing less!

Omg, hello Twistune! The whiplash I had of the first 3 Prologue twistunes with the fairy gala twistunes was crazy. RIDDLE! RIDDLE! THAT’S MY BOY, HI BUDDY! Oh no, the pre-character development whiplash is gonna hurt! Did Leona sleep through the whole orientation? Azul is boy with glasses, what an observation Yuu. Also, how close was Yuu to be able to notice Leona had ears? They’re under his hood? And that Vil is handsome, I know what you are, Yuu! Well, either Yuu is that or I’m just too ace to notice when someone is handsome. I mean it’s a literal fact about Vil… anyway! Crowley really just dipped in the middle of the ceremony! Wait, does that mean Grim was chasing Yuu that long? Yuu has stamina for days, Yuu should have joined the track club! Couldn’t be me, I would’ve died by the second location. Also does that mean they called Yuu’s name and Yuu not showing up tipped Crowley off? Oh, that explains it. Yuu last name reveal then? Anyone? Voice from tablet, heh. Hm, but no one else knew why he left… Oh gosh, he just barged in. Guess he doesn’t like being accused of a tummyache. Even he thinks he’s a weasel. Okay let’s settle this: Weasel, Cat, or Ferret, place your votes now! I don’t actually have a poll. Hello Dark Mirror! Oh that’s the mirror bgm! Well, I mean no duh it’s the bgm music, I guess I just never realized DM had a theme song. Can I call you DM? I’m calling you DM. “I’m Yuu…” Yuu WHAT, Yuu? You can’t hide that last name forever! The squint! “Unclear to me… soundless, colorless, shapeless, utterly vacant” POV, you have no soul! Honestly, if I got teleported to a school for mages only to find out I had no magic, I would be utterly devastated. I’d love to be magical! One century, is that saying the system has been around for 100 years or that the school has been around for 100 years? Yuu just showed up and broke the streak, good on Yuu! I really want to know Grim’s backstory, like what is his deal? He’s got magic, but he’s mistaken for a familiar and isn’t allowed to be a whole student? I wonder what would have happened if he went up to the DM? Being honest, he doesn’t seem like a fit anywhere, but I’m curious. Someone, give him a Buzzfeed quiz! HE SET KALIM ON FIRE, GRIM NOOOO! Save the arson for later! Leona: “Can I go now, orrrrr…” no but he was ready to lead, the Ramshackle Duo is interrupting his nap time. Azuuuul! Your smiles are sus! Chill out pal! He just breathes in manipulation, wild. Yes Idia, that is participation credit. When I’m participating, I’m the type to just look around to see if anyone else has their hand up before volunteering. HE’S STILL ON FIRE, HELP HIM! Where is Jamil, aren’t the vice housewardens here? Is it just me, or does Kalim sound a little different? Actually, good point Leona, this is Crowley’s first installment of his Not Doing Anything Helpful World Tour. The first of many. Yay, Riddle! Ooo, Twistune time! … gosh it’s so SLOW OMG! I have a question for the class. Apparently, the story within the twistune varies based on whether or not we reach the designated score threshold. Does anyone know what it looks like if you don’t get there? The perfectionist in me refuses to fail to find out.

[clothyume]

Rainbow After the Rain/ Episode 3

Season: Autumn

Characters: Souma. Izumi, Shu Aira

(Evening the next day. At a tea shop in the shopping district)

Shu: —How wonderful. It has a fulfilling umami taste and sweetness to it. The depth of the flavour is also different from that of commercially available tea

Izumi: Yeah, it’s not bad. The aftertaste is refreshing and there’s no nasty bitterness. I feel like it’s quite easy to drink 

Souma: After a “lesson” the deep aroma and taste of tea seems to permeate my tired body 

Shu: …Hm. Kanzaki, this tea is different from the one you brewed for us yesterday, isn’t it?  

Souma: Yes. When I asked the store owner for the best tea leaves this store has, this is what he gave me 

This tea is a lot more expensive than the tea I usually use, therefore it seems to have a deeper flavour than the tea I served 

Izumi: Hmm. It’s really generous of him to let us taste something that expensive 

Souma: When I told him about the two of you he said it was okay. As a regular it is a “service” to me, but a sales pitch to you 

Izumi: I guess you’d expect that for a businessman. I’ll start coming here more often 

Souma: Yes. I will also take these tea leaves with me for the next “Kaori” club activities  

And you, Itsuki-dono? The price is quite high that I might hesitate to buy these tea leaves for everyday drinking, but I think they would made a good souvenir 

Shu: …Hm, I suppose. Though I have brought back tea as a souvenir many times before 

Izumi: So, should we find something else?  

Shu: No, that’s not a problem 

It’s different from the ones I brought back before, and if it’s picked by someone who knows a lot about tea, they’ll probably be more pleased with it than one the ones I pick  

If anything, I’m concerned about whether I will be able to bring out the flavour of this tea

Aside from black tea, I can’t deny that I have very little knowledge on how to brew Japanese tea. If you brew tea poorly you’ll be disrespecting not only your friends but also the wonderful tea leaves 

Souma: In that case, I’ll teach you how to brew it. I’m the one that recommended these tea leaves, and it’s also my duty to teach you how to brew them nicely  

Shu: How kind, Kanzaki. Then, I’ll buy these tea leaves 

Izumi: So, your souvenir issue has been solved, Itsuki— I’m relieved but, what do we do now? 

I have work from tomorrow morning, so I want to go straight home 

Shu: I agree. I want to at least show my gratitude to Kanzaki, but I don’t want to waste too much time on unnecessary things 

Souma: In that case, let’s return to Seisoukan. There’s no need to show me gratitude. I can’t bear to take away your precious time in Japan

Izumi: Aren't you a good listener. I guess that just means Hasumi’s disciple is looked after

Well, huh? Over there, is that… 

Aira: …Haa, I’m too late. It’s not sold at this convenience store, so I’m starting to lose my mind, what should I do… 

Izumi: You, what are you doing here with such a bitter expression?

Aira: Eh? Uwah!? S-Sena-senpai!? Itsuki-senpai and Kanzaki-senpai too!? 

Izumi: Woah, don’t suddenly start making strange noises, okay? Don’t you think you’re causing trouble for those around you? 

Aira: I-I’m so sorry! Seeing the three of you right in front of me overloaded my brain…  

Izumi: Well, it’s fine as long as you think about your actions. It’s no wonder you’re surprised if someone as beautiful as me was suddenly in front of you 

Aira: Exactly! You’re so beautiful that I might go blind! 

Izumi: That’s right♪ That feels good. Anyways, what are you doing here? 

Aira: Ah~, well. I don’t mean to answer your question with a question but, have any of you seen any pastel coloured cookie tins? 

Souma: “Pastel coloured cookie tin”? Unfortunately, we’ve only visited tea houses, so we haven’t seen any 

Aira: Is that so… I’m sorry for asking something so strange 

Izumi: Why are you looking for something like that? It seems like it might be important? 

Aira: The truth is, limited edition collaboration cookie tins using the image colours of my favourite idols are being sold at convenience stores 

But from the looks of it, it's really popular, so it caught the attention of resellers

I ran around the convenience stores around Saison Avenue looking for them, but they’re all sold out… 

Shu: How despicable is resale! Those stupid mercenaries often cause trouble in the art world 

People who truly understand value shouldn’t have to suffer because of snobs who are blinded by money! 

Aira: I think so too! It’s really frustrating to see things being bought but people who have no love for idols 

So I can’t give up just yet. With a glimmer of hope I came to the shopping district to look for it…

But when I thought about what I would do if it was sold out here too, I got sad again. That’s when Sena-senpai called out to me 

Izumi: Hmm, I see… So that’s why you’re so depressed? 

In that case, why don’t we split up and look for it? I was already on my way home, and Itsuki doesn’t like the idea of giving it to resellers 

Souma: Yes. Let’s bring judgment on these insolent people with our own hands!

Aira: Nonono! You really don’t have to go that far, you seniors are busy after all! 

I’m sorry for getting you involved in my otaku problems! I’m sorry for inconveniencing you while you’re busy! 

Izumi: Ah, wait…! 

Souma: He’s gone. Hmm, since I have different circumstances from you two, I could have helped Shiratori 

Shu: It’s only natural that Shiratori would refuse when someone draws a sword…  

Besides, Shiratori has a point. Sena and I won’t be staying for long. We’re packing in as much work as we can in the short time we have here 

Sena should have said that he had work in the morning. Wouldn’t it be better to get some rest early in preparation for tomorrow?  

Izumi: ….Hmph. I can understand that much without you saying anything 

Souma: H~mm. Is it bothersome to be so persistent? If so, we should probably continue as we were… Hm? 

It seems like it may be better for the both of you to wait a little before going home. A shower has fallen 

Izumi: Huh? The timing couldn’t be worse! So~ annoying! 

Souma: The only option is to wait until it stops. If it’s a shower it may stop soon

Shu: Although we don’t know how long it’ll continue to rain. In that case I think it would be faster to just buy an umbrella and go home

Izumi: An umbrella huh… If we’re doing that we might as well help out Shiratori a little too

Shu: Ho. It’s surprising that you’d say such a thing 

Izumi: Well, you buy umbrellas at convenience stores, right? So we’re going there anyway. I just thought we might as well look while we’re at it 

Souma: It’s as if he’s looking for an excuse to help Shiratori. Sena-Dona is a very kind person 

Izumi: Don’t make it sound like I’m a good-natured person. It’s just that I owe Shiratori a little bit

Souma: A debt? What on earth… 

Izumi: It’s a really small debt. Well, it's none of your business, but it feels bad not to return it, right? 

Anyway, I’m going to buy an umbrella whether I help Shiratori or not, so let’s hurry to the convenience store 

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[ablizmal]

「 𝑹𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚 」

selfship || 845 word count || my first ever fic lol

hey. do you guys ever, uhhhhhhhhh,,, fall in love with the goofy (affectionate) detective man from death note? no? well i have, and i’ll never shut up about it hahajajdsjdksdjsjaha///

you can find an introductory post explaining the barebones of lawliz (L x me heeheehee <3) in the tag “self ship promo”! (i can’t link it or else this won’t pop up in any selfship tags x_x)

ALSO the letter’s words comes from a show!! i’ll reblog with link after i post this, so check that out for more context :>

N E ways, onto the fic!! <3

❭❭┈┈┈┈❥‧┈⎻‧♡⎻‧‧❤︎‧⎻‧┈┈➤

❭❭┈┈┈┈❥‧┈⎻‧♡⎻‧‧❤︎‧⎻‧┈┈➤

(please note that anything stricken out is subconscious to L! thank you!! ^o^)

Several people have expressed their admiration for L throughout the years, whether through television media or online text. L understands, he knows what he’s doing is, overall, having a positive effect on the world.

But. But. Despite it all, despite the countless compliments he’s gotten, he finds himself reading this sleep hazy one over and over again.

“I loved you from the moment that I saw you, you’re my hero, I believe in you. There’s nothing you can’t do. You make a difference in the world.

And you make all of the difference
in the world to me. ⸝⸝^ˬ^⸝⸝”

Why… is that? And why is his heart rate accelerated? Has he not been given a compliment in that long?

…No. That couldn’t be the case. He’s overheard the Taskforce members state their awe about L and his tactics whenever they’re on call. He felt the common gratitude he typically does and filed it away into the “I’m smart, I’m good at my job, I’m good for my cause, I’m useful” compartment of his brain. So what is it about this slurry of words that makes him so captivated, so—

His face… feels fuzzy. Why fuzzy? What does it mean? It’s such an odd sensation as well. It makes his cheeks feel a bit hollow, it makes him feel seen, more tangible, but it’s not uncomfortable. L places the letter down, fingers feeling light.

He considers all the angles. He’s gotten a compliment… his heart is racing (pitter patter, pitter patter), and his face feels strange and warm. And above all else, he can’t stop thinking about these strings of words.

Just then, L’s body filled with certainty. Of course. It should have been… obvious, in retrospect. But how could he have known before when this was rare?

L is taken aback and feels elated from Liz’s compliment. Perhaps even… giddy?

“Hmmmm…” He drops a few more sugar cubes into his coffee then stirs. He presses his thumb against his lip. “What an unexpected circumstance…”

He starts to dissect the passage that echoes in his mind.

“I loved you from the moment that I saw you”

L knew that was impossible. No one can ever fall in love with someone at first sight. That’s not how love works (he’s heard). Ultimately, this sentiment is used to signify that ‘yes, while it may not be true to have fallen in love with you when we first met, I sure wish it was true, for you.’

For him.

For… L.

Immediately, his eyes shot to the last sentence. He had no use to revisit the already known facts of sentence two and three. He notices his heart skip.

“And you make all of the difference
in the world to me. ⸝⸝^ˬ^⸝⸝”

L was fully aware at this point of Lizzie’s infatuation with him. That was no shock. However… which way did she mean this? Is it merely referring to the infatuation, or could she really… could L really impact someone’s life to this extent?

He’s not sure what that is like. Well, not really, anyways. L supposes, in a way, that Lizzie has altered his life in ways that are too overt to ignore. For the first time in his entire life, he has a friend, one who wasn’t aware of his genius and/or title. A person who liked him for… hm… he wasn’t sure what, but for some reason or other. They’ve spent time with him, or “hung out,” as she refers to it as. They’ve gone to the mall together, have watched countless movies, have talked about everything and anything. They’ve eaten sweets together, attending various café’s. And she agreed to this study with— for him. They agreed to this study for him, expanding his knowledge on this phenomenon that’s so commonly depicted in media.

Now that he thinks about it, Liz… never mentioned having any other friends. None. It simply never crossed his mind, other people, when they were together. (Hmmmm… together. He felt a twinge of happiness at the use of the word in regards to the two of them.) L halfheartedly considers if this line, then, implies that her world has changed due to the social contact, but he brushes it off just as quickly. No, it doesn’t fit, for he knew that Lizzie wasn’t the type to throw words around lightly (at least when it comes down to something serious).

So maybe… L has changed Lizzie’s world just by being him.

⁄ ⁄ ⁄ ⁄ ⁄ ⁄ ⁄

“Huh…”

⁄ ⁄ ⁄ ⁄ ⁄ ⁄ ⁄

Incredible… how incredible… She likes L for him, she sees something in him that he’s not even certain of.

He takes a sip of his coffee. When the rim meets his lips, his motion ceases as he realizes the corners of his lips were curled. L… was smiling over this. He was smiling over Lizzie.

Quietly. He presses the cup to his lips. And proceeds to sip the entire contents of the sweet concoction in one go.

…Perhaps the thought of Lizzie making a difference in his life has more weight to it after all.

[captainaikus]

Belle!!!! It feels like forever since I’ve interacted on here 😭😭. Sorry abt that!! Honestly I’m good with either solo duds or long hcs. Maybe you can alternate between them? Either way I’m excited for the new works. Love how your angst is so phenomenal that your comfort has more notes asdjkhffggghghh 💀💀. Also. Like. It just hit me. OLIVER HAS HETERO EYES. OH MY GOD. Like I knew this before (obviously) but it’s like REALLY hit me recently and just mmmmmmhhhhmmmm yes yes yes HES SO SCUFFY LOOKINGLY HANDSOME AND ALL FOR WHAT. ahem anyways. “Should come soon if my fingers are fast enough” 💀💀. NO but like imagine saying that to Oliver as he’s a withering whiny desperate mess underneath you 👀👀. He’d love the objectification I just know it 😌. Aiku mini series you say?? 👀👀👀 I’m looking forward to it!! AKSO THESE ANON ASKS GAVE GOT ME KICKING MY FEET IN MY SHEETS AND TWIRLING MY HAIR AND TEARING UP. Like the fluff, the smut, and the angst??? UGH THEYRE ALL SO GOOD. All of it makes me want to bite something Bachiras neck. Also idea. But jealous Oliver would absolutely hate your obsessions with idols and fictional characters I’m telling you now.

“Are you telling me that if he was real, you’d pick him over me???”

“Yes. It’s like comparing a five course meal to an apple Ollie. The choice is obvious.”

*Oliver stands there in disbelief*

Asgkkkhghihhhhgffggg

I did not know that abt the ring thing that’s actually adorable. NO BUT IDEA OLIVER WOULD TOTALLY GET YOU A AMETHYST PROMISE RING WHEN HE REALIZES THAT HES SERIOUS ABT YOU AND AN EMERALD ENGAGEMENT RING FOR WHEN HE FINALLY PROPOSES!!!! ALSO thoughts. Bachira would absolutely be the kind of boyfriend that would assume you guys are dating without telling you and when someone asks “are you guys a couple” you’re standing there flustered and he’s like yes like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. AND idk why but I think Bachira would be one of the blue lock boys who marries the earliest. And it surprised everyone but also made complete sense because if Bachira knows he wants something, he goes after it and sticks with it. So when he realized that he couldn’t imagine you guys NOT growing old together, he immediately started looking for rings. Anyways. How’s are you?? How’s uni going? Tumblr bring super annoying with the tagging system atm cause I know I tagged you in a couple things and it’s not showing your responses?? And I’m mildly terrified that you’ll tag me in something and I won’t get it until later and it’ll seem like I’m ignoring you when I’m not 😭😭. Have you eaten today? Drank some water? Go do that!!! *sends aggressive virtual hugs*

- ✨ anon

This is gonna be a long ask - cause Oliver + Meguru scenarios- drabbles

Starry! It has been long but understandable cause you have exams- so on popular opinion, alternating between them... hm. good idea- i'm working on a piece rn - and yk its gonna be good when you got good music playing the bg- cause this piece is just... i don't wanna put expectations high cause i might end up disappointing you, but for me? its something that's been making me smirk the whole day.

Oh god, the comfort getting more notes 💀 i'm still confused cause- how. To begin with the pain took a lot of notes (cause istg this is a first that my works are crossing beyond 400 notes) and then the sequel is getting more notes than the prequel? the math isn't mathing rn in my head 💀💀 (even the sequel for the Tōji fic crossed 500 notes and I’m so confused) but ty for reading them and sharing your thoughts with me on this - everyone. And thanks for telling me about my work-

Yes, my husband Oliver does have heterochromatic eyes. He is scuffy looking and handsome. He is a pretty boy (¬////¬) tch. as if his pride needs to hear that.

If I said that (“Should come soon if my fingers are fast enough”) to Oliver, then it would have its own repercussions with him challenging me and then turning into a whining desperate mess on the bed - from overstimulation. (and i'm shorter than him. Imagine the amount of damage his pride would take smh) oh yeah objectification - istg the first line that came into my head as a dialogue is going into a fic (and i have used it once) so the thing with Oliver is that- this man. he gives off that whole Aura that he knows what he is doing and all right- in truth? he wants to be dominated by you. He doesn't mind being the dom but he enjoys it when you're the one who is rough on him and he likes pissing you off. (and god the brainrot i'm having rn cause of him is going into this fic that i'm writing)

The amount of searching i did to find that doc (ㅠ﹏ㅠ) it was untitled among 30 other untitled docs (ㅠ﹏ㅠ) - so i finally labeled it and i'm putting labels on other fics as well Jealous oliver is very cute. He'd go and pout on the couch, way to coax him out- is to baby him. "Is my Olive sad?" “Is my wittle Olive sad?”

Oliver : “Shut up.”

You : “I’m not going anywhere you brat. I was just kidding.”

Oliver : “You would trade me for Henry Cavill?”

You : “Nope.”

Oliver : “Cause I would trade you for Scarlet Johansson.”

You : “…”

Oliver : “Doesn’t feel so good to be traded now is it?”

You : “Is Sendou looking for a girlfriend? I might be interested since my boyfriend is being a jackass.”

Oliver : “…”

You : “Doesn’t feel so good now does it?”

Getting back to the heterochromia part- imagine doing the pupil dilation with Oliver- for "science purposes." you : "Close your eyes. Think of some random stuff." Oliver : "Why are we even doing this." You : "I wanna see if pupil dilation works. Open them." Oliver *opens eyes* : "Pft. Okay" You : "Alright... close your eyes again and think of me." Oliver : "hm...." You : "Open them" Oliver slowly opened his eyes, the center of it dilated as it struggled to adjust to the light. "You really do love me don't you-" "Don't flatter yourself Bambi, it's your rack/ ass." Yeah i like this non-existent relationship. It's a very fun one ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ cause playful banter in a relationship is like a checkbox for me- honestly. I'm not one of the lovey dovey types- even if I am it is in micro doses. Actions matter to me more than words... and Oliver is good at both- smooth jackass cause he is a charmer (,,>﹏<,,)

Oh yeah Bachira is totally the type to drop a bomb out of somewhere abt a relationship. Like imagine you both being in a situationship and he says that you are gonna meet his mom cause he arranged dinner for the three of you to meet up- and Yuu asks about you. "We're in a relationship." *spits water* "You should have introduced me sooner, Meguru. Why hide such a pretty catch from me?" "But we're here aren't we?" There is no arguing with Meguru. You're wearing his clothes? He's sleeping at your house for afternoon nap? you're cooking for two and he's doing the same? That means you're in a relationship. Simple.

Bachira is the type to take things easy and slow at his own pace. But when he realizes that he can't waste his time away- he is gonna be on the lookout for the next best thing. Poor baby starts holding his hair in despair when he realizes that the two of you are official, but there are still other people out there who are gonna look at you funny. So he does go shopping for rings... dragging Isagi with him. Bachira could be the first one to marry possibly- ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ but i feel like karma would bite itoshi brothers in the ass first - cause they hate human touch. And rin would be the first one to marry. The shock everyone would have cause of it- ૮₍˶Ó﹏Ò ⑅₎ა (then sae, and then Oliver...) I'm doing alright- listening to Abba cause i find it very stress busting. 80s music are such stress busters and this group is my fav - along with many other 80s songs (listened to a few of kiss's songs in the library earlier- i'm very experimental with my music taste) Uni is draining me honestly- (¬_¬") my prof especially - and everyone is annoyed with this one. Not a fan of the prof, but I'm only focusing on getting a good grade and working well to learn something new everyday. Even my roommates who don't have a class with them have heard enough of their notoriety - smh but anyway, i'm keeping some positivity by day dreaming in class and making my day better with pinterest and fake scenarios - yes. i daydream abt Oliver ૮• - •ა (are we even surprised atp?) and today is just not my day- slightest bit of inconvinience and i'm ready to fly to mars (to begin with- oil fell on my pants and then it got stained with mayo cause someone wasn't looking where they were going T.T - istg)

Oml, tumblr is at it again. istg- but its okay, i get updates on my dash from time to time and i do get the number of on my notifs- and when i check you're not there but then ik its you and i head over to your blog 0^^0

I had a sandwich and a popsicle (I got a "ice cream in the morning? Really?" Yes. it makes my mood better o.o and i want it) I hope you're doing okay and not overworking yourself - ♡︎

*sending back koala hugs and Oliver spam*

[amnesia-collection]

AMNESIA Drama CD ~Meido no Kuni no Amnesia~ 3

3rd track out of 8

Translation by gardenofmelodies

Track 3 – Sleeping Beauty

Shin: Ukyo-san, are you okay?

Ukyo: Ah… Huh? What happened to me?

Shin: I don’t know very well too. Just now, you were about to have your head cut by the manager and I felt a dizziness… When I regained my conscience, I was here.

Ukyo: Here is… What is this? A castle… and a forest?

Shin: It seems a forest but… Actually, it’s just roses.

Ukyo: Roses? Maybe it’s the Queen’s garden?

Orion: You’re wrong, Ukyo. This is a different world from the earlier one.

Ukyo: Orion?!

Shin: Hm? Did something happen?

Ukyo: Ah, no, sorry, just talking to myself a bit. Are you saying we jumped to another world again?

Orion: Yes, that’s right. It would’ve be great if we gathered everyone in that world, but since that would be too hard, I decided to shift everyone or else your head would have been cut.

Ukyo: Well, that’s right. I would like to avoid that too.

Shin: This… Seems to be the Sleeping Beauty, probably.

Ukyo: Eh? Ah, yes, that may be so. But then, who imagined this one?

Shin: This is REALLY unpleasant, but I can guess who.

Ukyo: Eh? Who?

Shin: Toma, definitely. These damaging roses, doesn’t make it seem like a fortress? He is the only one who could put so many obstacles to other intruders. Then, I think he is with her in the castle.

Orion: Exactly. The evil wizard Toma is protecting her inside the castle.

Ukyo: Ah, this is the worst. Then, who is the prince? Don’t we need him to wake up the princess?

Orion: There was a prince, but it seems he gave up and retuned to his home, because of the guard of the castle being so strong. It seems the princess has been sleeping for 267 years already.

Ukyo: 267 years?!

Shin: Ah? What?

Ukyo: Ah, umm… I’ve just got the information that the princess has been sleeping for 267 years. Let’s ignore how I got this information, since it’s hard to explain. Then, Toma is protecting the princess.

Shin: “Got the information”… Well, whatever. Then, does it mean Toma has been watching her sleep face for 267 years?

Ukyo: He’s a bit too much devoted, right?

Shin: And it seems no one else in this world.

Ukyo: That’s what it seems…

Shin: Then it’s only us, huh.

Ukyo: A bit like a horror movie, right…

Shin: Anyway, they are inside the castle, right? Toma! If you’re there, show yourself!

Ukyo: No reaction. Well, since we don’t have other choice, let’s find a way to open a path through the rose garden and go in. Hm? Something got caught in my foot- WAAAH!

Shin: Ukyo-san?! What was that? An explosion?!

Ukyo: Ouch…! That was dangerous! If it wasn’t me, someone could have died!

Shin: How can you even stay alive after that?! “Click”?

Ukyo: Shin! Get off there!

Shin: …I-Iron ball! Since when this was a dungeon?!

Ukyo: Getting hit by that would break all of our bones! It’s impossible, we need to head back— A trap?!

Shin: Ukyo-san, are you okay?!

Ukyo: Ah…hah…hah… I’m okay. Somehow… The water stopped.. but.. Waah! This pitfall trap is full with landmines!

Shin: Bombs, landmines and an iron ball… Isn’t this world way too weird?!

Ukyo: This is way too much! The guard is way too strong… It’s obvious why the prince gave up! Aah, shit… What should we do?! We can’t reach the castle like this… Ah, I see, turn to the castle’s side and try to yell “Toma onii-chan!”.

Shin: Definitely no.

Ukyo: But Toma may return to his original self if you do that.

Shin: Even if I was about to die, no.

Ukyo: Even if it’s for her sake?

Shin: Hg…! That is…

Ukyo: I’ll close my ears, so I won’t hear it. If you don’t do that, neither we or her we’ll leave.

Shin: Huh…guh… aaah… Understood. But, please, really don’t hear it.

Ukyo: Of course, I’ll keep with my promise. Then, I’ll be counting on you.

Shin: Damn… Why I have to do this for her sake…? Toma… onii-chaaan!

Toma: ….Shin?

Ukyo: Ah, we got a reaction! You’re amazing, Shin!

Shin: I feel rather disgusted.

Ukyo: Toma! Can you hear our voices here? We came to bring you back! You’re not really from this world! Let’s go back to our original world!

Toma: Original…world…?

Ukyo: Yes! You want to return, right?! To your original self!

Toma: I don’t care about that.

Ukyo: Eh?

Shin: Hey, you…!

Toma: Right now, with just the two of us inside this castle, I’m pretty happy. That’s why I don’t care about my original self. There’s only one thing…

Shin: You can’t remember her name, huh?

Toma: Yes. How did you know?

Shin: There’s no way I couldn’t know when I’m in the same situation. Even though I can remember her perfectly well, the only thing I can’t remember is her name. And this is sticking in my throat. She is inside of the castle there, right? Then, leave with her and come here. Let’s come back to our original world and let’s take her name back.

Toma: I don’t want to leave here. I don’t know what can happen out here. I must protect her.

Shin: Your way of protecting her is way too wrong. Or rather, this is already too bothersome. If you don’t leave and come here, I’ll tell her everything about your high school ex-girlfriend

Toma: Wai- Shi-… H-How did you know that…?!

Orion: Oh, the castle’s doors are opening! Seems like Toma now wants to leave there.

Shin: He should just come out like this right from the start. Making me do unnecessary things…

Ukyo: Then, I’ll meet up with them. Since carrying her alone will be hard.

Shin: Wait, Ukyo-san, beside your foot…!

[gertritude-art]

Progress Report!

As promised, here is another progress report for DemonVN - or, as it will officially be known, Demon Detangled: Horror at the Homecoming Dance (subtitle pending).  You can view the first (rough) six minutes of it up there.  There’s still quite a bit to edit about it, as I’m sure you can tell, and a lot of it is stuff I have already shown, but for once, it’s all up there together.

Anyway, let’s get started!

FIRST...:

DemonVN has an about page on this blog, now.  You can read it here!

MENUS:

The title screen is officially done!  You can see what it looks like up above.  And, yes, the official name is Demon Detangled!  I’ve had the name in mind for months, but was waiting to officially say it in case I wanted to change it (spoilers: I could not think of a better one). The subtitle is still in need a rework, but I’m including one on the off chance that I gather enough willpower to turn this into a series, rather than just a single game.  Gotta make ‘em distinct, somehow...

I still need to customize all the other menus, but I already have drafts of how they should look in the works!  They should be done in the next few weeks.

SPRITES:

Lillie now has a new sprite, as does Catherine!  It is only looking at them now that I realize just how inhuman Lillie looks.  Hm.  Perhaps this is a deep metaphor for how, really, humans are no different than demons... or that she just needs to get out of the church more often.

Anyway, the rest of the cast is also in the progress of being edited a bit, but I don't have anything official to show for them... Please imagine them in your minds.

POINT AND CLICK ASPECTS:

As I have mentioned, DemonVN does have point and click aspects, so as to excite and challenge the average three-year-old who may want to play.  I spent a lot of the past week or so trying to iron out some of those aspects.  Did you know that at one point, you’ll be able to select multiple items to use on someone?  Check this out:

Aside from that, I’ve been slowly fixing and figuring out all the other item interactions in the game!  I almost got that done in time for this update, but I think it’ll take me another few days to get the base of all those implemented.  There have been a lot of if/else statements at play...

THE WRITING:

I’ve been jumping back and forth quite a bit with the writing of this game, but I have made some progress!  The introduction is still getting written (it remains my white whale), but all the interactions you can have with your classmates are close to finished.  That is something I did not realize I had actually done until I wrote it just now - it feels like I’ve been writing them for forever!  Here’s a fun interaction to show you:

Aside from that, a lot of my writing energy has been spent sitting and figuring out how the ending is going to go.  There is a specific, very important emotional section of it (SPOILERS: MORDRED EXPERIENCES AN EMOTION) that I’ve been trying to figure out the tone of for over a year, and I think I finally understand how it needs to be written without it coming across as overwrought or undeserved.  I wish I could show off what I’ve written of it so far, but... it will be good :^) 

THE ART:

Didn’t do much in the art department, recently, but I do have a lot of placeholder assets in place!  Shout out to this funky guy:

I have a really cool CG I drew a few months back that I had to reluctantly cut, and so I could show you that... but I’m not going to #cruelty #hatred

IS THE END IN SIGHT?

Not yet!  Check back next month for another report on how it’s going, though!  I should have some more answers by then.  Hopefully.  

WHY DID YOU WORK ON YOUR TITLE SCREEN SO HARD BEFORE YOU FINISHED THE GAME.  I WAS SO EXCITED THINKING YOU WERE DONE.  EXPLAIN.

1) I needed to do something for the game one day, and I didn’t feel like doing anything else.  2) Doing this helped me learn that buttons can perform multiple functions, which!  I had no idea was possible!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Thank you for telling me, Ren’Py!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway, that’s all for now.  See you next month with another progress report! :D

[clouds-rambles]

Hey bestie may I request diluc,childe,zhongli,and venti having a bad nightmare over their s/o wanting to break up with them and when they wake up their s/o isn’t there but really they’re in another room or something if that makes sense!! Thank you 🤑

Hi bestie positively evil... i love it <3 nobody question why zhongli and the reader are married in all my headcanons thanks lmao

Pairings; (Seperate) Diluc, Childe, Zhongli, and Venti x reader

Warning(s); panic, nightmares, hurt/comfort, injury mention

Keep reading under the cut!

Diluc

Diluc wakes with a start, his brows furrowed as he takes a moment to arrange the events of his nightmare in his head

Both you and he had a particularly explosive argument after he had come back injured from a night protecting Mondstat 

You had left the winery after exclaiming that you refuse to date someone who has such a lack of regard for his own life. In the long run you’d be saving yourself from further heartbreak if he ended up dead on the front porch

Diluc wonders if dream you could be right...

The red-head finally notices the cold side of the bed you should be sleeping on. He more than remembers going to sleep with you

Panic sets in at the bottom of Dilucs stomach. He must be imagining things right? You’re probably just in the bathroom

A beat passes

Then three

No, you’re not in the bathroom. He would have heard you by now...

What if the dream was actually what had happened last night. A breath catches in the mans throat as he gets out of bed and throws a shirt on

If he couldn’t find you in his home has he truly lost you?

Diluc speedily walks through the halls of his home, checking the spare rooms, the study, the library, the living room, the dining room, the

Diluc opens the door to the kitchen his heart threatening to break out of his chest at the pace it’s beating when he finally spots you drinking a cup of tea, in your pajamas

Thank the archons it was just a dream

“Diluc, honey, are you okay?” you ask getting up from the table in the kitchen to your sweating, hyperventilating partner

Diluc says nothing but opts to hugging you, his head bowing to your chest as he breaths you in

“Diluc, you’re worrying me” you tell him returning his embrace and rubbing circles on his back

“You weren’t in bed” is all he offers to tell you. You don’t push him on the details of why he is so panicked

“I couldn’t sleep so I came down for a herbal tea” you explain kissing the man on his bed of fluffy hair “I have a cup left in the kettle, I can pour one out for you” you offer

“Please” he breathes, but doesn’t move to let you go from the embrace, you can stand to hold him and tell him sweet nothings for a little while. Tea can always be reheated

Childe

It would only be right, and he suspected as much. You had told him that because of what has recently transpired in Liyue you cannot find yourself to love a brutal harbinger

Maybe its for the best. Childe concludes not paying much attention to his weeping heart. Maybe, you’d be happier not to be under the constant eye and scrutiny of the Qixing, the Milleth, and the watchful eye of Childes own fatui informants

Without much pause form Childes last thought the man finds himself waking in his room, unsure if the dream was reality or his mind playing tricks on him, he feels your side of the bed and notices a distinct lack of warmth... and you

He cries

Childe curls himself up in a ball determined to not get caught by anyone showing such an extreme and out of character emotion, he let himself cry. He’s pretty sure he’s sobbing loudly but he doesn’t care. It’s just him in the house anyway. The one person that he doesn’t mind seeing such emotions has left him

That’s until he hears the distinct click of the bedroom door open “Oh my archon Childe, are you okay?” you ask quickly making your way to the side of his bed and placing a hand on his shoulder

The man looks up to you, he isn’t sure if you’re real 

“I thought-” he starts “I had a-” he tries to find his words without seeming like a crazed person “You weren’t-” 

“It’s okay babe, I’m right here. I’m not planning on going anywhere” you console “I just had an epiphany in my dream and I had to write it down” you add explaining your absence. Childe nods along 

“Stay” he tells you as you wipe the tears out of his eyes. You nod and hum

“Of course” you lay onto the bed and let Childe wrap himself around you

You hum him to sleep and whisper sweet nothings

Zhongli

‘I can’t love you anymore Zhongli, I feel obligated to come back to Liyue after every adventure, it’s starting to take a toll on me’

‘But our vows, [name] we made a contract at the altar’

‘To love each other, yes? Zhongli there’s no love left in this marriage, you sleep in the spare bedroom whenever I’m back, we sit in silence over dinner, I don’t think I’ve kissed you in months. The lack of love itself is the breach in the contract’

‘But I-’

‘Think about it, do you really feel the same love that you felt on the day we got married?’

‘[name]-’

Zhongli wakes up with a start, his heart beats a little fast for a second. The man convinces himself it’s just a dream he had, but the coldness of your side of the bed seems to speak otherwise

In all fairness, Zhongli should have rationalised his dream before he started wondering the house like a mad man. The only time he sleeps in the other bed is when you’ve suffered an extreme injury, dinners are often spent with jolly laughs and conversation. And Zhongli prides himself on the amount of affection he gives you around the house... and in the bedroom

But most things aren’t making sense in his head right now

“Zhongli my love” you call him upon noticing him in the hall. You had just come out of the bathroom after a midnight toilet break “Are you okay darling?” you ask placing a hand on his shoulder

The tenseness in Zhongli’s shoulders dissipate as soon as you initiate the touch

“I love you” he tells you, the declaration is out of nowhere to you. But you smile at him and embrace him

“And I love you too” you pause bringing up your hand baring the ring that sits on it “And this ring is a reminder of our vows and my unyielding love to you” you tell him with a smile

Zhongli chuckles at you and returns your hug “You seem to always know how to comfort me my dear”

“It’s because I’m a mind reader” you jest matching your spouses chuckle

Venti

Disappeared. So much so that the thousand winds could tell Venti that you were in fact not in Mondstat and had travelled to Liyue from the time Venti was playing music in the tavern to when he knocked for you early the next morning

The only trace you left was a letter. Unmistakeably written by your hand

‘Venti, writing this in a letter is much easier than saying this to your face. I am quite simply tired of your antics, no matter try to talk to you, you seem to always brush me off. Be it the nights you spend at the tavern, my general concern when you disappear for days at end just to tell me you were at the thousand winds temple, stormterrors lair, or windrise, no matter how much I tell you I checked all three. Being in a constant state of concern isn’t good for me, it’s emotionally draining and I’m terrified of finding you dead somewhere, despite your archon blood. By the time you read this I’ll be in Liyue where I’ll be staying with a friend for a while. Tell me I’m going somewhere you can’t follow, and I’ll tell you this is how I have felt many a night. I wish I could have kept loving you, [name]’

A harsh way to break up Venti admits to himself rereading the paper a few times before waking up

A dream?

Venti holds his chest, surely a dream couldn’t conjure such a horrific sinking feeling that makes him want to just vomit

Looking to your side of the bed for your comfort the sinking feeling intensifies when he doesn’t see you

So it wasn’t a dream? Venti doesn’t want to call on his kin, the thousand winds, again just to be told once more that you’re currently in Liyue sipping tea with this cousin you had mentioned in the letter 

The archon sits up in bed and takes deep breaths, he doesn’t want to explain to anybody that he had a panic attack over your horrific breakup letter, no no

After calming his breaths Venti steps out of bed with a shaky few steps before walking downstairs to engage in the typical breakout routine. Snacking. Maybe when you left you had elected to ignore some of the snacks you love to litter about your abode

When Venti walks in to the living room towards the kitchen he sees you nursing your head on the couch

“[name]?” he asks in almost disbelief

“Hm,” you answer before looking up to Venti “Oh hey love, sorry I’ve got a headache” you greet properly after a moment. Venti grins at you which causes you to tilt your head. Why is your headache so grin worthy? Weird...

“Would you like some paracetamol?” he asks walking beside you, you shake your head

“I just took some” you reply looking up at your partner “Though I’d love to rest my head on your thighs” you add. Venti more then obliges and settles down on the couch

“You know I had the strangest dream” Venti tells you after a prolonged amount of silence, you hum to let him know you’re listening “You left me” he says bluntly

Oh

Damn

You bring yourself up to Venti’s face with a smile and give him a kiss “I love you Venti, I wouldn’t leave you for even the prettiest lyre” you half console half jest

“That’s because the prettiest lyre is mine” Venti chuckles and you nod pressing another kiss to Venti’s lips

guys it’s 2.42am I’m so sorry if there’s grammatical errors, my brain isn’t catching up rn

[thedungeonmastersscrolls]

It was never me

Eddie Munson x reader

You should have known he only had eyes for her.

- Angst - Slow Burn - Fluffish

Part 2

“None of this will do!” I panicked tossing dress after dress out of my walk in closet.

I was still in my uniform, only meant to grab the dress I decided on yesterday so Chrissy and I could hang out and get ready at her place, but now it seems too superficial.

“Anything would look good on you doll.” Chrissy said encouragingly as she walked into my room to check on me.

I only said five minutes but, fifteen has already passed since I got out of her car.

“I’m sorry.” I murmured stepping out of the closet with a bundle of clothes, “Knowing that Eddie might for sure be coming tonight… I want to look perfect and nothing seems right.” I plopped down on my bed, watching her walk into my closet.

“Hm…” She said as she stop in the middle of the closet with a hand on her hip, “I think…”

I waited eagerly for her opinion, hoping that she could magically pick out a gorgeous outfit… And to that she did. In her hands was a black sheer mini dress that flowed loosely at the bottom. It had a sweetheart neckline with lace straps that tied into bows at the shoulders.

“Would this do?” She held it towards me, “I personally think this would look perfect on you and would for sure grab his attention.”

I placed the clothes I was hugging onto my bed, carefully grabbing the dress from her, “How did I not see this one?” I wondered.

“Well you were a bit frazzled back there but come on now, we should get going.” She smiled walking out of my room.

I grabbed my combat boots, leather jacket, black mini purse, and a black bow for my hair before following Chrissy.

“I’ll grab the cookies.” I said and she nodded.

“I’ll take these to the car then.” She took the stuff that I was carrying, “Bye Mrs. (L/N)!”

“Bye hun!” My mom yelled from the kitchen as she made my other mom dinner for when she got back.

“Thanks.” I smiled before she left to her car to start it.

I raced into the kitchen, grabbing four bag full of cookies and gave my mom a quick hug.

“Be back tomorrow mom.” I said before racing back to the front door.

“Be safe and have fun!” She called out as I shut the door.

“And then he said— Wait. Which one do you like better?” Chrissy asked showing me two different shades of pink lipstick.

“I like…” I stared at the two, “The darker one better. It’ll make your dress pop.” I said referring to her baby blue dress that she had on.

She nodded turning back to her vanity mirror and applying it. I was finishing the last curl in my hair before pulling two strands back to clip it with the black bow.

“But, anyways Jason asked me if I wanted to go with him and his parents for Winter break to Aspen.” Chrissy said excitedly.

“Oh my! That’s amazing! Please tell me you said yes? The ski resorts there are beautiful.” I cheered.

“I did!” Chrissy nodded excitedly, “I’ve never liked someone so much before but Jason… He makes my heart soar.” Chrissy sighed happily placing her lipstick down.

“I’m so happy for you Chris.” I gave her a back hug.

“Thank you.” She gripped my arms, “I know you will find someone who makes you feel this way too.”

I nodded as I pulled back, “How much time until the party?”

Chrissy looked to the clock on her nightstand, “We should head out now. That way we can get there a little early and help set up.”

I nodded and reached for my bag. Chrissy was putting her white pump heels on and I took one last glance at myself in the mirror. I felt confident in how I looked. I knew that I was enough for myself. I just hoped that I was enough for him too.

I gave an affirmative nod to myself before following Chrissy out the door. That’s right. Tonight I was going to put my fears behind me.

Tonight I will talk to Eddie Munson.

When we arrived half of the basketball team was setting up a beer pong table game while the other half were getting the drinks ready. Most of the cheerleaders were putting up decorations but everyone greeted us the moment we walked in. Chrissy ran up to Jason who picked her up into a spin while looking at her as if she were a Princess. I decided to walk towards Lacy who was setting up a bunch of snacks on two tables pressed against a wall.

I placed down the bags of cookies onto the tabled, “Do you need any help?” I asked her.

She was a lot nicer when Stacey or Jessica wasn’t around. It made me feel bad for her that she always had to put up an act in front of everyone but who am I to judge? I pretend that my life is perfect.

She nodded, “Sure.” She said while pacing me an empty bowl tray, “Here, these are for the cookies.” She stated and thus began some small talk as we arranged the food and snacks.

It wasn’t shortly after that when people began to arrive. Finishing up on the tables, I grabbed any excess trash and headed into the kitchen to throw it away and wash my hands. As I finished drying them I heard Lucas’s voice call for me as he entered from the back door.

“Hey! When did you show up?” Lucas asked and it was clear that he had been dragging around beer jugs from the perspiration on his forehead.

“I think it was about fifteen minutes ago?” I said passing him the dish towel, “Here.” I laughed, “Are you okay? Because if I didn’t know any better coach showed up is making every run laps.”

Lucas laughed at the joke shaking his head, “i hope that never happens. Just a lot of heavy lifting for me.”

“Where are your friends?” I wondered looking around trying to hide my excitement of seeing Eddie. I hope I’m not too obvious.

“I talked them after school. They should be here soon.” Lucas confirmed, “I can’t wait for them to meet the one who has been supplying the DND club with the best snacks.”

I waved my hands in front of me with an embarrassed blush, “I told you already, you don’t need to tell them that it’s me baking the treats. I feel happy just knowing that all of you like them.”

Lucas shrugged, “Whatever you say, I still want you to meet them. I wanna show them that not all popular’s are mean.”

“I’m not exactly popular.” I said walking around the counter so the two of us can head out into the crowd, “I just happen to be best friends with someone who is. Chrissy is popular and I’m just… Here.”

My empty words seemed to ring true and a mutual understanding fell between us before Lucas was being pulled away by Jason to play a round of ping pong. I crossed my fingers that they weren’t going to force him to drink any alcohol.

I decided to blend into the crowd, the music pounding in my ears. I couldn’t seem to find Chrissy but that wasn’t any surprise. I usually wouldn’t be able to at one of these parties at least until the hype began to die down. Everyone wanted her attention because she always knew how to make sure that everyone was having a good time. That was something I loved about her. A beacon of sunlight is what I could describe her as.

I eventually made my way towards the back yard, a slightly quieter area. There were still people out here, playing beer pong, doing hand stands and drinking from the kegs or just making out. I found a small safe heaven, a small fire burning in the fire pit with chairs surrounding it. It seemed no one has ventured out this far but, I bet they will soon enough.

I placed my palms towards the fire and relished in the heat. The fake smile plastered on my face fell into a natural look as I took joy in being alone. With my back faced to the party I didn’t have to pretend to be having a good time. Or pretend that I had more friends than just Chrissy. I hope that she will venture out here soon though. Maybe we can leave early and watch movies. I heard that Nightmare On Elm Street was supposed to be scary…

“(Y/N)!” Lucas’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

I looked towards him and noticed that his small band of friends have arrived, following behind the new basketball player.

“Hey.” I gave him a small wave, “What are you doing out here? The parties inside.” I furrowed my brows stepping away from the fire to check on Lucas as well as his friends, “Is everything alright? Jason didn’t do anything did he? I’ll go get Chris and we’ll-” Before I could finish my sentence Lucas was waving his hands in front of him.

“No no! Everything’s good! I was just looking for you,” He chuckled, “I said I wanted to introduce you remember?”

I let out a relieved sigh and smiled. Last thing I want tonight is for anyone to get into a fight.

Lucas chuckled, “What are you doing out here?”

“Trying to warm up.” I chuckled motioning to the flames.

“Yeah, it’s pretty chilly out.” He agreed, “Well anyways, guys!” He turned to look at his friends, “This is my new friend (Y/N). And (Y/N) these are my friends, Mike, Dustin, Garreth, Triston, and Jeff.”

I gave them all a wave and a smile, “Hello.”

“And where is…” Lucas looked around for his older friend who appeared out of the house, a can of beer in his hand, “There he is! Hurry up dude!” Lucas called as Eddie rolled his eyes as he met up with his friends. Lucas continued with a pleased smile, “And this is—“

“Edward.” I finished for him, trying to refrain myself from having a heart attack.

He looked every bit of the my dream self of him could conjure. He wore a black Henley with his leather jacket and ripped black skinny jeans. He wore all of his jewelry, but where as his necklace is usually hidden, this time the guitar pick was showing.

“It’s Eddie.” He corrected as his eyes roamed over my form as well. I just hoped that he liked the outfit I was wearing.

“No one calls me that.” He continued.

“That gives me all the more reason to then.” I smiled trying to not fail at my attempt at flirting while secretly hoping that I haven’t offended him already, “I like how Edward sounds.” I said before returning my attention back to the others saving myself from melting into a puddle of embarrassment.

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet all of you.” I smiled, “I heard a lot about you.”

“All good things I hope?” Dustin asked.

I nodded giggling, “Of course! Although Mike, I suggest returning back that old cap Lucas let you borrow.” I lifted my hand to cusp my face away from Lucas and whispered loudly, “He’s still pretty upset about it.”

“Dude! That was like two years ago!” Mike swung his hands.

“I told you that in confidence!” Lucas pretended to be angry at me before looking at Mike, “And that was my favorite cap!”

I laughed with the other, relieved that the ice was broken.

“How are you guys liking the party so far?” I asked looking at the others.

“Not bad.” Jeff answered.

“The music choice could be a little better.” Gareth commented.

“I agree. A little Sabbath couldn’t hurt.” I nodded before my eyes lit up, “Wait. Aren’t you guys a band?” I motioned to Jeff, Gareth, Eddie, and Triston.

“We are!” Triston shook his head.

“Corroded Coffin.” Eddie said seemingly intrigued in the conversation now.

“Yeah!” I smiled blushing at Eddie’s attention, “I’m sure your guys’s music is really good.”

“You should see us preform sometime then.” Eddie suggested.

“Really?” I asked my heart fluttering.

“Yeah.” He nodded.

“I’d love too then!” I nodded eagerly, “I hope you guys have a good time tonight. If you’re hungry there are snack tables inside. If you didn’t find it then I can show you where it is.” I offered.

Mike shook his head, “It’s okay, we found it.” He answered shyly now a bit embarrassed over the petty argument that just occurred.

I smiled, “Perfect! Then if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask me.”

“I’m sorry.” Dustin suddenly said, “I just, you look completely different from at school and your just well…” He couldn’t find the words to explain himself, “Different.”

I rubbed my palms together, to keep warm, “Well at school I have to wear my cheerleader uniform or whatever the girls have planned for that week but, outside from that…” I smiled softly, “I get to wear what I want, which is usually black.” I chuckled, “Anyways don’t let me stop you all from having a good time. Remember what I said, if you have a problem come get me and I’ll sort it out okay?”

“Okay!” Dustin waved before they began to walk back to the house, to experience the feel of a high school party.

“Wait are we just going to ignore the fact that she knows Sabbath?” Jeff stated a little too loudly as they headed inside.

It was then that I realized only Lucas, Eddie and I were left.

“Thanks for meeting my friends.” Lucas said.

“Of course.” I smiled, “They seem like cool kids.”

“They are. I’m going to go show them around.” Lucas stated and ran off to find his friends.

The loud atmosphere seemed to quite down as I turned back to the fire, holding my hands out. My heart began to quicken when I realized that Eddie wasn’t going to follow his friends back inside.

“You look good.” Eddie finally stated after a while.

That sentence has my eyes almost pop out as I whipped my head towards him, “What did you say?”

“I said you look good.” Eddie chuckled and moved to take his place beside me, “I could say hot too.” He stated before taking a swig of his drink.

I think my face was burning hotter than the fire at that moment as I looked at him, “I…” I looked back at the fire, “Thank you.”

The last thing that I expected tonight was for him to compliment me… To think that I was hot. That giddy feeling suddenly returned. Is my face burning? I think my face is burning.

“You too.” I murmered trying to get the courage to give him a compliment.

“What?” He chuckled leaning in a bit closer to hear me.

“Hot.” I blurted out, “Or good. You look good, uh handsome.” I glanced at him from the corner of my eye to see him smirking and tried to save my embarrassing attempt at flirting, “I like your jacket. Your jacket is hot.”

Oh my god you are an idiot (y/n).

His smirk only seemed to grow, “My (Y/N). I didn’t expect to hear you give me so many compliments today. Whatever shall I do to return the favor?” He wondered out loud as he walked around the fire.

I giggled at his excessive acting, “I don’t know.”

“Well.” Eddie paused for a moment, “Can I get the beautiful midnight princess a drink?”

“Well certainly, good sir.” I smiled playing into his act.

“What does the lady prefer?” He stood in front of me now leaning down a waiting for an answer.

You.

Was what I wanted to say and if I were any more confident or perhaps drink then I would have. Instead I settled on, “Lemonade please.” I asked as I rubbed my palms together to get warm.

He took off his jacket and placed it over my shoulders. The heat enveloped me in a comfortable embrace. But that wasn’t what got me warm, it was seeing his black Henley fit snug on him…

“Try not to catch my ‘hot’ jacket on fire while I’m gone.” He teased with a glint in his eyes before he walked away.

I watched him until the door shut behind him and I let out a quiet squeal, “Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! What just happened? He just flirted! With me! That was flirting right?” I asked my self nervously, “Oh where is Chrissy when I need her?” I bounced on the balls of my feet in nervous excitement, “Okay (y/n). You got this. He’s been your crush for forever. Just act cool. Act-” I stopped muttering and bouncing as I heard the door opening and out appeared my knight in black armor.

Act cool…

“Thank you kind knight.” I smiled taking the drink from him, the lemonade quenching my thirst as I took a sip.

“Whatever the Princess asks, she shall receive.” He replied.

I giggled and let out a calm sight, looking at him curiously, “Why haven’t we talked like this before?”

Eddie stared at me for a moment, “I don’t know.” He finally replied, “I guess I just didn’t realize how chill you were. I always expected you to be well…”

“A stereotypical cheerleader?” I finished for him.

He nodded, “Yeah. But I don’t know of any stereotypical cheerleader to know of Black Sabbath.”

“That is true.” I smiled into my cup, “There is a lot about me that isn’t stereotypical.”

“And what might that be?” He wondered.

I looked around before I leaned in to whisper, “I hate pom poms.”

He let out a shocked gasp and clutched his heart, “The blasphemy!”

I covered my mouth as I giggled furiously, “I know! I know! I just hate them, they are so scratchy and they fall apart so easily… Oh god. Please don’t ever tell this to Jessica. She would have my head on one of those Pom Pom sticks!”

He crossed his heart, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”

“Please don’t. We just started talking.” I teased.

“Then I promise not to die until I’m old a grey okay?” He smiled.

I nodded, “Okay.”

“Do you want to know a secret?” He asked leaning in.

“What is it?” I murmured looking into his big brown eyes.

“This isn’t really my scene.” He stated.

“Would pizza be your scene?” I suggested.

“Definitely.” He nodded, “You wanna go?”

“Sure.” I agreed, “Let me just tell Chris first.”

“Alright.” He agreed and followed me back inside the house to find Chrissy.

“Chris!” I yelled for her and she turned around to see me and a certain tall curly hair brunette, “One second.” I told Eddie before heading towards Chrissy.

I met her half way, “Guess what!”

“What?” She asked me excitedly though she had a pretty good idea.

“Eddie finally noticed me!” I was smiling so hard I thought my face could crack, “And he is taking me to get pizza!”

“I’m so happy for you!” She pulled me into a hug, “Just be careful okay? And call me later tonight so that I know you’re safe. If you don’t then I’m deeming it as kidnapping and calling the police.”

I nodded laughing a bit, “I promise. I’ll talk to you later tonight okay?”

We gave each other a last hug before she calling over my shoulder, “Keep her safe okay?!”

Eddie nodded, “Of course! What kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t?” He stated before taking my hand in his and leading me to his van.

His van resembled him very much. Messy, a little out there sometimes, but dependable and cozy.

“You have a lot of tapes.” I commented as he drove down the street.

“You can pick one to play if you’d like.” He gave me the okay and suddenly I felt like a child in a candy shop.

Most bands I knew from my mom but some I had never even heard of before. I decided to settle on a classic.

“Never would have guessed.” Eddie looked pleased as I put in the Metallica tape.

“My mom practically raised me on these songs. Though she will never admit it to another soul so promise me to keep it a secret.” I held my pinky out towards him.

He smirked as he slowed down and stopped at a red light before taking his right hand off the wheel and interlacing his pinky with mine.

“I won’t tell another soul for as long as I live.” He swore.

“Good because my mother will have us both knocking on heavens door.” I joked and for the first time that night he let out a real laugh.

It was a life that sent butterflies to my stomach and I hoped that I could hear it again.

Soon we found ourselves in the parking lot of the best pizza place in town and I couldn’t help but giggle as Eddie raced over to open the door for me.

“My lady, we have arrived.” He bowed and held his hand out for me to take.

I gladly excepted and couldn’t help but blush as he held my hand the entire time until we sat down in a booth.

“What kind of pizza are you getting?” He asked as he watched me skim through the menu.

He knew his order by heart and would never diverge off a meat lovers pizza for anybody.

“Mm… I think I’ll just get a simple cheese pizza.” I decided and set my menu down only to receive the end stare of a horrified look from Eddie, “What?” I giggled.

“Our of all the mouth watering pizzas listed, you chose… A plain cheese pizza?” He questioned.

“Hey.” I laughed, “It’s not plain.”

“Boring then.” He mused his chin coming to rest on his palm as he gazed at me.

I raised my eye brow and mimicked his posture, “I’ll have you know cheese pizza is quite delicious.”

“I’ll take your word for it Princess.” He teased as the waiter arrived at our table, “A small meat lovers pizza and how many do you want?”

I wanted to say a small as well, I really did but I was already nervous enough and I didn’t want to look bad in front of him so I settled for, “Just one slice will be fine.”

He stared at me for a moment before answering, “A small cheese pizza for her as well.”

A blush grew on my face.

“You can eat as many slices as you’d like around me.” He spoke with a shrug.

I gave him a nod my smile growing a little more.

“Though I won’t be surprised if you try to steal a slice of mine because mine will obviously be better.” He joked leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms smugly.

“Oh we’ll see about that.” I playfully scoffed.

“I can’t believe you didn’t like mine!” Eddie complained once again as he parked in front of my street.

“I’m sorry!” I laughed as I wiped the tears from my eyes, “It was too greasy for me.”

“Oh I’ll show you greasy.” He teased reaching over to tickle my sides.

I laughed even harder as I tried to wiggle away from his grasp, “No no no!”

He stopped for a second allowing me to breath, “Say mine was better.”

I stared at him for a moment before giving him the best smirk I could muster, “Mine was better.”

He shook his head with a scoff, “You are the most interesting person I have ever met.”

I blushed looking down. This has got to be the best night of my life.

“You too.” I replied softly.

“Can I…” he cleared his throat, “Would you like to go out again sometime?”

Oh I hope this isn’t a dream.

My eyes widened and I look at him, “Really?”

He chuckled, “Really.” He nodded.

I smiled softly, “Then I would love too.”

He leaned in and for a heart racing moment I thought he was going to kiss me. I closed my eyes trying to figure out how one prepares for a first kiss. My heart racing and my hands became clammy… And suddenly…

*click*

I opened my eyes only to find him smirking slightly as he pushed my door open, “I’ll see you at school.”

“I…” I didn’t know how to respond and nodded quickly, “Yeah, I’ll see you.”

“Sleep well, Princess.” Was all he said before I was closing the van door and he waited until I was safely inside before he was driving off.

I raced up stairs as quietly as I could, jumping on my bed and dialing Chrissy’s number with shaking fingers.

“Hello?” She spoke softly.

I let out a squeal as soon as I heard her voice on the other line.

“You will never believe what just happened!” I whispered yelled.

Her voice matched mine as she yelled, “Tell me everything!”

“Well… It started with…” I twirled the cable line around my finger as I fell back into my pillows.

This was the best night of my life.

Eddie was sitting on his bed. The same Metallica album that the quirky cheerleader picked earlier played in his room. Eddie sighed placing head in his hands as one thought ran through his mind.

Please don’t let her hate me for this.

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PURE [5] - Corpse Husband x Fem!Reader

A/N: It’s been a while.  

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PURE [5]

“Did you guys find anybody?” Felix’s voice sounded out when the man repeated the same question for what seemed like the third time since he joined the call. The number of players showed 7 of them, which meant that they were still missing three people. Sure, they could start the game now, but it would be way more enjoyable and funny with a full lobby. 

“Yeah, Toast will be here any moment. “Sykkuno replied right away. “He just texted me; he should join us in a few.”

“Cool. Anyone else?” 

“I think Corpse was also supposed to join us, right? Not sure though why he isn’t here yet.” 

“Oh, yeah, Corpse will be here soon too!” Jack suddenly chimed in with an explanation. “He said he needed to take care of something first, but he’ll be here before we start.” 

“Great. But that means we’re still one person short.” Felix hummed when Toast’s little astronaut appeared in the lobby “Hey Toast."

“Hey man.”

“Do you have anyone coming?”

“I’m afraid not. I asked MrBeast, but he’s busy, so...”

“Well then, we can just start when Corpse is here, and maybe we’ll find someone in the meantime?” Dave suggested, earning a few hums of approval from the other players. 

“Yeah, I think that’s the best option...” Jack agreed. But then his voice blared out in everyone’s headphones with excitement. “Ha! Corpse is bringing someone!” 

“Who?” 

“I dunno, he just texted me he has one coming and that’s all.” 

“Hm, all right. Let’s wait then.”

***

Corpse fidgeted with his phone, glancing between its screen and the chat in his stream. People were already asking countless questions, but rather than answering them, he was waiting for Y/N to call him. He was nervous - the girl still hadn’t commented on his request. 

The idea to invite her to the lobby wasn’t spontaneous. In fact, he’d been thinking about it for quite some time now, but never found the courage to actually ask if she would like to join them for the game.

It’s been almost a month now since that memorable phone call. A month since Y/N last played with her friends; a month since she considerably reduced her social media usage. 

Sure, she was still active on her youtube channel, but not as much as before the whole haters situation. No matter how hard she tried to just ignore them and simply continue her career, she just couldn’t. There were still these nagging thoughts at the back of her mind, reminding her of all those people and their comments, their messages. It seemed like a good idea to take a short break and sort everything out.

Her fans understood it. They were obviously sad that her videos weren’t as frequent as before, but everyone knew what the situation looked like and that Y/N needed some time for herself. 

Her audience knew it, and so did her friends. Especially Corpse. 

The man kept his word and talked to the girl whenever she wanted to. Which, in the end, was almost everyday. Although at the beginning their conversations mostly focused on her current problem and dealing with it, their topics broadened over the time. 

At one point though, Y/N started worrying that maybe she’s annoying him with her so frequent calls. She thought that she shouldn’t bother him that much - even if talking to him was what really helped her cope with her problems. He already had enough on his plate, and sharing her own concerns with him suddenly seemed like a very selfish thing to do.

But she quickly realized how wrong she was for thinking like that. When one day she didn’t call, figuring out that she should stop troubling him with her own issues, she was very surprised when Corpse reached out to her himself. He expressed how worried he got when she didn’t call, and when she explained what was the reason, he spent the next fifteen minutes lecturing her that she should never think she’s bothering him. 

From that day on, they talked every single day. And they talked about almost everything.

Corpse enjoyed their late night-talks more than anything. He liked to listen to Y/N talk about the things she finds exciting, her hobbies, and her dreams. Hell, she could talk about what she ate for breakfast, and he would still listen with interest. 

And even though they haven’t seen each other in person, even though she still hasn’t seen his face, they managed to get really close during those past weeks. For an outside observer (who also didn’t have access to Twitter) they would seem like a couple of very good friends.

But not for Corpse.

He couldn’t pinpoint when exactly did it happen. They were talking one evening and Y/N was telling him about the TV series she had finished watching recently. He listened intently and watched as her facial expressions changed from excited to frustrated, as she was enumerating everything she liked and disliked about the series finale.

And then he suddenly got this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach, and simply couldn’t take his eyes off her. 

He tried to play it off and act as if nothing changed, but he couldn’t stop his heart from doing backflips whenever she laughed at one of his dumb jokes or called him partner. It was still a running joke between them and among the group of their friends, but there was something in the way she said it that made him instantly smile like an idiot. 

He also started paying more attention to the hashtags on Twitter and Instagram. #PartnersInCrime was still rather popular, even though it was a month since anyone last used this phrase on stream. Corpse also found out that #Y/Nforthebride was trending for some time; he even managed to stumble across a few fanarts. 

There was this urge to send them to Y/N, but he was too nervous that it would make things awkward between them... After all, he didn’t know how she felt about that whole shipping thing. 

That’s why he decided to just leave things between them as they are, and be happy that he’s at least her friend.  

Corpse nearly jumped out of his skin, when he was brought back to reality by the sound of an upcoming FaceTime call. Y/N’s photo appeared on his screen, her smiley face which he had assigned as her contact photo. His lips corners curled up in a smile almost unwittingly. 

“Hey Y/N/N” he said after answering the call. 

“Hi Corpse” she smiled softly upon hearing his voice. Although the screen on her side was dark, she didn’t mind not seeing Corpse’s face. She respected his wish to remain faceless and enjoyed their conversations anyway. 

“Whatcha doin’?”

“Just editing the new video. I guess I’ll upload it in the morning... but I’m not sure yet.”

“Well let me know then, I wanna be the first one to see it.” 

“Sure thing, Corpse” she chuckled, lowering her gaze bashfully. Corpse just looked at her face for a moment, unable to stop smiling to himself. Then he remembered why they were talking in the first place.

“So... have you seen my text?” Y/N sighed at his question but nodded her head slowly. “And what do you think?”

“I don’t know, Corpse...” she ran a hand through her hair in a nervous gesture. “...if that’s a good idea, I mean.”

“Well, it’s been a while. No pressure though, if you don’t wanna play then it’s totally fine.” he quickly clarified. “I just thought it would be fun if you joined us, even if just for a moment. I’m sure everyone would go crazy.” 

Her smile widened slightly at his words, but she still didn’t look convinced. Sure, it was tempting to join them. She wanted to do it each time Sean or Felix bombarded her with messages and codes to the lobby, both inviting her to join the group in the game. But then she remembered how people reacted to her appearance in their streams... and suddenly it didn’t seem like such a good idea anymore.

“We’re gonna play on Polus...” he added after a moment when she still didn’t say anything. “That one map with the planetary base... there’s a lava pit, y’know. Just saying...”

She laughed wholeheartedly at his words, remembering their last game when Corpse jumped into the lava for her. 

“Sykkuno’s gonna be there as well” Corpse continued. “And I promise I won’t kill you this time.”

“Even if I’m the last player alive?” she joked.

“Even then, Y/N.”

Corpse stifled a laugh, as she cocked her head to the side and narrowed her eyes slightly as if trying to spot him in the darkness. 

“Are you streaming, Corpse?” she then asked.

“Not yet. I’m gonna start the stream as soon as you say yes, though.”

“Oh c’mon” she laughed at his words “That’s emotional blackmail!” 

“Maybe. Is it working?” he asked.

Y/N let out a heavy breath and ran a hand down her face. Corpse watched in anticipation as she seemed to have some internal battle with herself. He hoped that she’s gonna agree, he really missed playing with her. 

“All right, then.” she suddenly said, and his breath hitched in his throat. “I’m gonna stay for a few rounds I guess...”

“Wait, really?” he asked, a smile on his face only widening. 

“Well, yeah, partner.” she replied, which made his cheeks go warm “Your imposter techniques haven’t been very effective lately... Someone needs to help you out, or you’re gonna lose your title of the king of the Imposters.” 

“Oh, is that’s how it is now?” he laughed in fake shock. “I wouldn’t have to worry about losing the title if my accomplice hadn’t left me all alone!” 

“All right, all right.” she giggled at his accusations. “Your accomplice is on her way to support you.” 

Corpse smiled even wider at the sound of her laughter. Her eyes shined with happiness when she was giggling, which only brought out their E/C color. The fact that his stupid babbling was the reason for her smile was making him feel extremely proud of himself.  

“But just so you know... I still have no idea how this map works, so I’m afraid I’m gonna need you to guide me around it...”

“Y’know you could as well just say you want to hang out with me...”

“Corpse!” she laughed, her cheeks blushing in embarrassment. 

“Just kidding Y/N” he chuckled at her reaction. “Of course I’m gonna guide you, don’t worry.”

“Okay then...” she said after a moment, looking at the screen again. “I’ll be there in a few minutes. Will you send me the code, please?”

“Sure I will, Y/N” 

“Okay. See you later, partner” she smiled brightly. 

“See you, partner.” 

When Y/N ended the call, Corpse let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He sighed in relief and ran a hand through his hair, before moving to sit behind his desk.

It was only after he started the stream that he realized he was blushing. Not only because Y/N would join them, but because there was also another thing he wanted to ask her about, but didn’t find the courage to yet... 

***

By the time Y/N turned on her computer and started the game, Corpse has already sent her the code, and there was a Discord invite waiting for her as well. She bit her lip nervously as her heartbeat quickened. 

Was she nervous? As hell. 

She did everything she could to avoid being in unnecessary spotlight since she started receiving those hate messages. Perhaps escaping the problem wasn’t the best solution, but it definitely was a comfortable one. People wouldn’t have a reason to hate on her if she disappeared. 

But then she couldn’t say no to Corpse. And truth to be said - she really missed playing with her friends. From what she’d seen on Twitter, the lobby would be filled with those she’d already played with, so she wasn’t that nervous before the game. What she was nervous about though, was how people would react.

Accepting Corpse’s request was something she did due to the sudden rush of courage. And now there was no coming back.

She knew Corpse would understand if she changed her mind... but she heard how excited he was when she had agreed. She couldn’t do it to him. 

So, once she’d taken a deep breath and put her headphones on, Y/N accepted the invite and braced herself for the inevitable chaos that was bound to take place in the call. She decided to wait with joining the lobby though - at least until they realize she’s with them. 

“..the fuck you’re talking about?!” Felix’s voice was the first thing she heard, which made her roll her eyes with a smile. “It’s not my fault I sound like that! At least I don’t have a liar voice like Rae!” 

“HEY!” the girl yelled “I don’t have a liar voice!”

“You do, you’re using it even now!” Jack argued, much to Rae’s dismay. 

“What is going on here” Corpse’s deep voice sounded out suddenly. 

“Oh, you’re here! Finally” Sykkuno immediately welcomed him with his always happy voice. 

“Yeah, sorry that I’m late guys.”

“No worries, man” Pewdiepie spoke up again. “We were just talking about playing the voice card and that you’re basically the only one who can do it.” 

“Not fair at all!” Rae chimed in, making Corpse chuckle. 

“The voice card...” he hummed after a moment, before adding. “I wouldn’t really say I’m the only one though...”

“Well who else then? Everyone else either starts laughing or have a liar voice” Dave asked, and Rae scoffed at the last words.

“Well what about my guest?”

Y/N inhaled sharply, realizing that now she should probably reveal herself. 

“Oh, right! Who you’re bringing man?” Sean asked with curiosity.

That’s when Y/N typed in the game code, and her white astronaut appeared in the lobby. 

“Wait, who’s- HOLY SHIT” Sean all but yelled, when realization hit him. Y/N laughed loudly at his reaction, and her voice only seemed to prove to everyone that she really was there. 

“KIDDO WHAT THE FUCK” Felix reflected Jack’s response, yelling over his friend.

“Oh my god, hi!”

“What a surprise!” Y/N managed to catch Sykkuno’s words. “It’s so amazing to have you here, Y/N/N!” 

“As I live and breathe.” another voice spoke up, and Toast’s little astronaut came face to face with her white bean. “My lifelong nemesis. Back here snap my neck again, huh?”

“Yeah, happy to hear you too, Toast” Y/N giggled at his words, then she adressed the whole group. “Hi guys.”

“Okay I did not expect that in the slightest” Sean laughed happily “You’re here kiddo!” 

“I am” she smiled from ear to ear, even though they couldn’t see her. 

“Wait- Corpse, is that the thing you had to take care of?” her best friend asked Corpse with suspicious voice. 

“Well...” he trailed off and cleared his throat, making everyone laugh.

“That’s so great Y/N! We missed you so much!” Rae thundered over the bickering of the boys. “The game hasn’t been the same without you...”

“Agreed. I suddenly stopped dying.” Toast commented, making her roll her eyes with a laugh. 

“I don’t know if I should be happy or fucking scared right now.” Felix laughed nervously. “With Corpse and Y/N? We’re fucked now, guys.”

“I promise I’ll go easy on you, I haven’t played in so long I think I forgot all my strategies...” 

“Yeah, sure.” Toast’s forever suspicious voice made her smile wider. “Just don’t kill me in the first roung, okay? I won’t vote you off just stay the fuck away from me you little murderer.” 

“Okay, I promise I won’t kill you...” 

She couldn’t stop herself from laughing, and the smile remained on her face even when they started the game. It only seemed to widen, when she saw the sign Imposter on her screen. 

Only to giggle hysterically when she realized that Toast was the other imposter...

And so the game went on with Y/N and Toast cooperating like perfect serial killers. Corpse did as he promised and guided her through the map, both of them being closely followed by Sykkuno. Because of that she’d just sabotage the map most of the time to give Toast opportunities to kill their friends, but eventually managed to sneak out when her two fellow crewmates were doing their tasks. It just so happen that Pewds was walking past her, and she might’ve accidentally snapped his neck... 

“Goddamnit! I knew it! I fucking knew it was you!” Sean yelled once the game was over and Y/N saw the sign VICTORY on her screen, her small character standing next to Toast’s one. He was ejected at some point because Poki managed to walk in on him killing Rae, but Y/N remained undetected until the very end. Perhaps the fact that Corpse was one of the two crewmates who were left alive had something to do wtih it...

“That was rude” Pewds said in a whiny voice, clearly referring to their encounter which led to his death. “I was just happily walking around, doing my tasks like a good crewmate, and then boom! Y/N happened” 

“I would say I’m sorry... but I’m really not” she laughed, making Felix gasp in shock.

“That’s what happens when you work with Toast!” 

“Good game, Y/N. That was amazing” the man in question said appreciatively. 

“Will you finally forgive me for killing you that one time if I say that being imposters with you was cool?” she laughed nervously. 

“Actually... Yeah, I guess we can bury the hatchet now. AND we should team up more in the future.”

“Great!” 

“Excuse me, what?” Corpse’s voice made the whole lobby laugh. “I don’t remember us cancelling our partnership, Y/N.”

“Corpse...” 

“Are you trying to steal my accomplice from me Toast?” 

“Well she’s a great partner in crime after all...” Toast deliberately used the phrase, making Corpse gasp.

“Hey! She’s my partner! Find yourself your own, Toast” Corpse joked, making Y/N laugh bashfully, her cheeks warming up at his words. 

“Yeah yeah, I remember, don’t worry man. No one’s gonna take your partner in crime away from you...” Toast’s teasing voice made them all laugh, Corpse and Y/N included. 

For the next few rounds Y/N played as a crewmate, running around the map with either Corpse or Sykkuno and doing her tasks. During meetings they joked and laughed, and for a moment, she stopped thinking about what people watching her friend’s streams might think about her presence. After all, there was at least a small chance that they didn’t think about it at all, and simply enjoyed watching their favoirte youtubers. Just as she enjoyed playing with her friends. 

Oh, and by the way, Corpse kept his promise and didn’t kill her even when she was the last player alive...

It was soon time when everyone started slowly leaving the lobby, having played for over three hours. Y/N also said her goodbyes to the others and promised that she’d join them to play a game called Raft next week. 

When she turned her computer off and threw herself on her bed, Y/N immediately grabbed her phone to call Corpse. He answered right away. 

“Well hello, partner...” she rolled her eyes with a smile when he accented the last word. “Or should I say, traitor, instead?” 

“Corpse... you know I would never betray you...” 

“Well how can I be so sure, now that I know how cool it is to be imposters with Toast?” she knew he was joking, she could almost hear the smile in his voice.

“Not nearly as cool as it is with you, Corpse” Y/N grinned from ear to ear when Corpse scoffed. 

“I spare your life so many times and that’s what I get in return? You cheat on me with Toast?” he said in disbelief “I’m disappointed, Y/N, I really am.”

“I would never!” she laughed through her words, even though her cheeks were now red because of Corpse’s words. “You’re the best partner in crime, Corpse, I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else!” 

Not only in the game, she thought.

“Hmm, alright. Let’s say I believe you.” he said after a moment of thinking. 

“I mean it, Corpse...” Y/N said after calming down from her laughter. “I... I really wanted to thank you.”

“Thank me? For what?” he asked, genuinely surprised. 

“Well, first of all for inviting me to today’s game... I really had lots of fun, it was great to play and talk with the others. And I wouldn’t be in the lobby if not for you...” Y/N mumbled, before verbalizing her previous thoughts. “And I also wanted to thank you for just... you know... being my friend. My real life partner in crime. I just wanted you to know I’m really glad I met you...” 

Corpse was silent for a good few moments, and Y/N started panicking that maybe she said something wrong, or maybe he found her spontaneous confession funny, or worse, dumb. She was almost ready to somehow laugh it all off, when his voice cut her off.

“Thank you, Y/N. It really means a lot to me too.” he sounded like he had some troubles with speaking, which made Y/N furrow her brows in worry.

“Is everything okay, Corpse?” 

“Yeah, I...” he stuttered, then laughed nervously. ���I just didn’t expect that and... yeah. It’s not something I hear on a daily basis, especially from someone like you.”

Someone like me? 

 “But what you said... it’s mutual.” he said after a moment, and Y/N couldn’t stop herself from grinning like an idiot. “You’re the best partner in crime I could ask for. And not only in the game.” 

She could as well just pass out there and there...

“So uhm... there was one thing I wanted to ask you...”

“Yeah?”

“I was wondering if maybe... you know, if you’d have some time... and if you’d want to of course... would you maybe like to visit me here in San Diego?”

Yeah, passing out seems like a good idea. 

***

This is not the last part. 

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Interactions with other villains

From the notes of Mitchell Newman:

Let me set the scene.

First, the Discreet Entrepreneur’s Network, or the DEN as it is appropriately titled, is a loosely organized guild of sorts for villains to meet and exchange illegal goods and services. It’s members are vicious, super-powered criminals of all stripes--master thieves, serial killers, unethical scientists, the whole spectrum. They’re dangerous, violent, and not at all kind to non-members, or even new members.

Second, we have Constructor. A famous hero and  goody two shoes who only ended up in prison for protesting a mass eviction. More to the point, an (admittedly, not self described) pacifist who at the time was famously bad at combat.

The DEN should have torn Constructor to pieces, and this whole problem should have ended there. Instead our goody two shoes swipes dozens of members and eventually breaks the whole network into pieces.

How?

---

You have always been bad at public speaking.

You don’t stammer.  But seeing lots of eyes on you makes you freeze and all of the words you planned slip away. It doesn’t help that at least half of the people in this room are murderers, but they would have the same effect if they were third graders.

You wish Sandy was here again. She was always good at coaching you through these things. The only reason you ever made it through interviews or press talks was because of her prep work.

"The pipeline," you try again.

The Organizer quirks an eyebrow at you. For a second he looks to his assistant, a pale woman whose eyes are fixed on, and then he motions at you. "Go on."

"the pipeline they're building," you try again. "Its damaging to the environment. The people don’t want it there. And it’s. Illegal."

The crowd actually bursts into laughter.  You’re too used to talking to politicians.

---

Afterwards, Bonfire nods sympathetically at your grimace on your way out.

“There’s a reason I’m not a member,” she tells you.

“Did you hear? Did I…?”

Did I do good? It’s the sort of approval you used to seek from Sandy. You stop yourself, because you already know the answer regardless. Not a single person in that room approached you to join your next operation.

“There’s still the two of us,” Bonfire shrugs. “Best not to work with too many, anyway. That’s how snitches worm their way in.”

“Yes but…”

“Wait!”

A reedy voice calls after you. You don’t recognize the stick figure man who darts after you, eyes darting.

“Wait, okay okay okay okay,” he says, quickly. “Constructor. I’m--Cyberscout. I, your pitch, I mean--”

You wait. You hear a flare of irritation at your shoulder.

“Okay, your pitch sucked,” Cyberscout says. “Didn’t you used to go on TV? Man. N-not to down you or anything, what I mean to say is, just… I can help you with that. Not with your speaking skills, but getting the word out other ways, and doing some information gathering for you. So I’ll sign on. Pay back the favor.”

“Favor?”

“Yeah, uh. You jailbroke me,” he says. “I don’t work for nothing, normally I’d ask for a favor or cash but… since you already did me a solid… just this once.”

You hold out your hand, and like that you make your second ally.

---

Your second venture into the DEN goes better. You practice with Bonfire and Cyber ahead of time, so your voice is stronger. When you enter the latest venue, you nod at the Organizer and the silent pale woman next to him, taking a deep breath and refusing to feel intimidated.

Again, you  describe what you’re opposing as wrong. Again, you talk about the people’s wishes. Again, you call it illegal, and again there is snickering, but instead of falling silent your voice booms.

“Are you going to pretend you all don’t care?” you ask, and you hear yourself echo from the back of the hall. “How many of you have been thrown into solitary Akonite cells for store robbery, for having? How many of you got beaten by guards? Now CEOs are lining their pockets with medications they got from experimenting on prisoners just like you have been, and they go completely free. This is illegal, against the public good, all of the things they say about your own actions--and yet the men doing this go free.”

Dead silence.

“If the hypocrisy doesn’t make you furious,” you say. “That’s because you have no fight left in you.”

---

When you leave the conference, you know Bonfire heard because she’s smirking.

“Better?”

“Better,” she agrees. “Still no takers?”

“They’re probably worried about losing face,” Cyberscout says. “I mean, I was. But after a talk like that, just wait. They’ll trickle in.”

And they do. Days after, a greying old woman approaches you. She seems hesitant to meet your eyes or speak at first but when she does his tone is cold, brusque, and to the point.

“You may have heard of me, you may not have,” she says. “But to the point, I know a few things about unethical experiments, how they are run...and how to help the subj--victims. If you are willing to look past my past indiscretions, I can be an asset.”

“I care more about what you’re willing to do now than anything you’ve done in the past,” you tell her.

She holds out her hand stiffly.

“Call me Asag,” she says. “Dr. Asag.”

---

At your third DEN meeting, the Organizer’s lips thin as he sees you. He once again exchanges whispers with his assistant before glowering at you. You brush him off, and stand to explain your next venture.

“One more thing,” you say. “Before anyone here thinks of joining, this is going to be a no-kill operation.”

“What?” booms a hulking figure in the back. “Are you fucking serious?”

“No interrupting,” the Organizer drones, but you speak up.

“Wait,” you say. “Let him talk.”

The man steps forward, and you have an instant flash of recognition. It would be impossible not to recognize him, actually. You don’t think you've met anyone else that big.

“You don’t know shit about what it’s really like out there!” the giant says. “You really expect anyone to go out and not defend themselves?”

“I didn’t say you can’t defend yourselves,” you explain. “I said you can’t kill anyone.”

“You can’t get shit done if you’re not willing to kill,” the man says, darkly.

“Really. And how has that worked for you? Wait--” you make a show of trying to remember him. “Oh wait, I know. It got you in prison. Where I broke you out, without killing anyone.”

There is actually some laughter. In your favor this time. It makes you grin.

“Hobbes, right?” you ask. “It’s possible to fight and neutralize someone without killing them, and it’s usually better that way because then the feds can’t justify using as much force against you.”

“Then I’d like to see you try to neutralize a real super,” Hobbes spits.

“Alright,” you say. “Come at me then, and I’ll show you.”

“Absolutely not!” the Organizer shouts. “There will be no fights during conventions!”’

You don’t even spare him a glance. “Outside, then”

The Organizer hisses at the entire crowd follows you both, eager to see blood. “This isn’t--the rules--”

After a fight that admittedly takes a lot more out of you than your previous efforts neutralizing low ranking heroes, Hobbes grumpily becomes your next ally.

---

More and more come to you. Some asking for monetary compensation, some asking for prison breaks in the future, and some who seem to be as drawn to your ideals as you are, deep down.

With each venture, the Organizer seems less and less happy to have you appear, until one day when you are about to come to another gathering you find yourself barred.

“You’ve broken enough rules,” the Organizer says, darkly. “You aren’t welcome in the DEN anymore.”

“What rules?” you ask.

There are a few, of course. Some minor things here and there, but nothing that got anyone else banned. He tells you, and you are about to object but someone else cuts in first.

“You’ve been cutting into his profits.”

It’s the pale assistant. Her voice is weak and thready, like she can barely speak up.

“What are you talking about?” the Organizer sneers. “I never--”

“He’s been working with some of those corporations you’ve been undercutting with your, um, stuff,” she says, her voice getting higher. “B-both sides. Always got to work both sides, he thinks. Get some villains to help, sell out the others.”

Other people inside are listening, murmuring. The gathering of villains are getting agitated--clearly, this is news to all of them, as well.

“Please,” the assistant says. “I have proof. I’m a--I read minds. I can tell you everything, just get me away safely and I’ll--”

He turns on her and attacks, hands around her throat. You don’t even have to think about it. You slam concrete into the Organizer’s face, and all hell breaks loose. Someone grapples you--and then Hobbes wrings them off you. Bonfire, always drifting at the edge of the event, darts in and jerks the coughing assistant out of the fray. And with that, your last venture at the DEN becomes an all out brawl.

You decide it’s still better than public speaking.

---

---

MN: So, real talk for a moment. How did you do it? Money? Threats? Brainwashing? I know there were a few mind control types in your group.

#4598: Hm?

MN: How does a hero go to a bunch of violent crooks and end up leading them?

#4598: The only way you can. With their consent.

[folklorelise]

Captain’s girlfriend taking care of the kids

PART 1: here

 - Eren when his experiments fail

When you found out that Eren was a titan, you and Hange would talk about non-stop which would drive Levi crazy.

”Erwin agreed to my experiments!” Hange informed you one morning, really excited.

”Can I come please?”

”Levi’s the boss, gotta ask him.”

”He’ll say yes!” you cheered.

Hange brought you to the old survey corps headquarters which was where the experiments would take place. It was also where Levi’s squad where.

”Leviii!” you yelled happily.

”No.” Levi stated once you were beside him.

”What do you mean ‘no’?”

”I meant no you’re not supposed to be here. How did you even know about Eren?”

”Hange told me because I am their best friend! Please let me stay.” you begged him. To your luck, Levi loved you, so he agreed to it. ”But you stay behind me, I don’t want that titan touching you.”

You greeted Eren just before he went into the pit.

”Eren, you got this!”

”Thank you Y/N.” Eren answered nervously. ”You are going to be there?”

”Yes, I’ll there the whole time so don’t worry about it.”

But during the experiment Eren just couldn’t transform, no matter how hard he tried to bit his hand over and over again.

”We should stop, he’s obviously hurt.” you protested.

”It’s Hange call.” Levi explained while taking you far from Eren in case he would transform.

”Y/N! Come back please, Eren’s hands aren’t healing either.” Hange screamed.

You ran to Eren and started to put alcohol on his hand and bandage everything.

”Are you feeling alright Eren?” you asked.

”Why can’t I transform?”

But before you could say anything, Hange took Eren. Levi walked to you and took your hand in his.

”Don’t worry about him. He’s going to be fine, he’s a titan.”

”Yeah...”

That night, you brought Eren his food.

”I’m not really hungry.” Eren assured.

”You have to eat, you didn’t eat anything at lunch too so you have to now.” you said putting his tray on his bed. ”Don’t force me to feed you like I did with Jean.”

”Fine.” he laughed.

”It’s alright if you didn’t transform today.”

”I disappointed everyone! Squad leader Hange had so much faith in me and I did nothing.”

”Eren, honestly, it’s fine because you don’t know how this works. Trust me, you’re doing great.” you smiled.

”Y/N...”

”Yes?”

”I heard something earlier. Something about the Captain.”

”Oh? What about the Captain?”

”Hange said that the Captain and you are... you know.” Eren ranted.

Except for the squad leaders and the commander, no one knew Levi was in a relationship with you. You did not hide it but wouldn’t scream it on top of every roof either.

”No actually, I don’t.” you hesitated.

”Captain Levi and you are... intimate with each other.” Eren whispered the last part.

”Yeager!” Levi yelled from outside the cell startling both Eren and you.

”Captain Levi!” Eren saluted him, spilling his soup on his bed.

”Clean that mess. Y/N, Hange is asking for you.” Levi waited for you to leave before talking to Eren, ”I didn’t know you were into gossip.”

”I’m not sir, Captain, sir. I apologise!”

Levi did not say another word and left Eren alone so he could find you.

”Hange didn’t need me.” you said once Levi entered his bedroom. ”What did you say to Eren?”

”Nothing.”

”Riight. Anyway, let’s sleep because there’s nothing else we can do.”

”I can think of one thing we can do.” Levi whispered next to your ear.

 —————

 - Armin after he killed a guy to save Jean

You were fighting alongside with Levi against Kenny and his soldiers.

”I can take care of this Y/N, go back to the kids.” Levi ordered.

”I’m helping!”

When you went back to the cadets, you spotted Jean corned by one of Kenny’s pawn. You were ready to shoot the person, but a gun was fired before you could. You thought for a second that Jean was shot dead, but that unknown person collapsed right in front of Jean. You moved to where he was and found Armin with his gun still pointing toward the dead body.

”Oh...” you mumbled, ”Armin, are you okay honey?” you knelt down to him.

”I... I killed someone.” he voiced absently.

At night, you were preparing the bedrooms in the abandoned house before joining the rest of the squad outside.

”... you save Jean.” Levi said.

You looked at him asking him what they were talking about and he nodded toward Armin.

”We should all go to sleep, it has been a long day.” you suggested.

Before walking away, you made sure Jean was doing great and then you went to see Armin. He was sitting in the corridor, holding his gun as if his life depended on it. You sat down next to him and he automatically rested his head on your shoulder.

”You did great today. You saved your friend’s life.” you tried to cheer him up.

”Levi said the same thing.”

”Levi’s never wrong.”

”I...” Armin started after a long pause, ”I constantly feel like I’m going to puke and I can’t sleep because every time I close my eyes, I see myself pulling the trigger.” he finished sobbing. You circled your arms around him and told him it was going to be fine.

”Do you want me to stay so you could sleep?”

”I- you have to sleep with the Captain though...”

”You can come in our bedroom then, I think there a couch there.” you cheered softly.

”Captain Levi wouldn’t agree.” Armin guessed.

”Don’t worry I’m sure he’ll say yes.”

—————

”What? No!” Levi shouted.

”Oh my! Not that loud! Armin is just outside!” you shouted back just as loud, ”but please say yes.”

”Is he supposed to sleep between us or something?”

”I was thinking about... hm, how do I put this delicately?” you asked yourself, ”I was thinking you should sleep on the couch because it might be uncomfortable for him to sleep with you.” you said cautiously.

Levi stared at you without smiling, saying ‘are you serious?’. Armin at this moment came in the bedroom worried.

”I don’t to be the cause of a fight, I can sleep with the others, it’s fine!” Armin inquired.

”Fine.” Levi sighed, ”but I’m not sleeping on that that thing.” he showed the old couch.

”The bed’s big, it’s fine!”

You were in the middle while Armin was on your left and Levi on your right. Armin fell asleep rather quickly while you and Levi were still awake.

”So that’s how my life’s going to look like? You and these kids?” Levi stated.

”They won’t be needing me anymore in a few years, so then it’s going to be just you and I. How does that sound?”

”Great. Sounds great to me.” he answered while spooning you. ”Are you really spooning Armin?” Levi asked you.

”Yeah, it’s more comfortable for the three of us, believe me.”

 —————

 - The night after Armin was captured as Historia (after that weirdo who said weird things and touched my boi)

When you found Jean and Armin, you kicked that old pervert in the balls and threw in far away from Armin. That same night, you found him crying silently outside of your tent. You and Levi sat down beside him.

”You did great.” Levi told him.

”I’m sorry you had to go through that.” you said.

”I think he’s asleep,” Levi started, ”That boy falls asleep so quickly when you’re here, it’s insane”

”Should we just sleep here?”

Levi ended up carrying Armin to his tent and you and Levi stayed with him, because neither of you could sleep anyway. Through the middle of the night, Jean opened Armin’s tent slightly and you came out.

”What’s wrong?” you asked worried.

”I just wanted to make sure Armin was alright.”

”He’s asleep which is great. You can’t sleep either?” you saw that Jean just looked away blushing, ”come, there’s enough place for a giant like you.” you joked.

When you came back Armin was awake.

”Why aren’t you sleeping?” you asked to which he responded with a shrug. ”Let’s all go back to sleep, and that includes you too Levi.”

Levi was right when he said that his life would the kids as long as you were there.

 —————

 - After the serum had to be given to Armin

Hange was screaming that Erwin had to have the serum. Mikasa and Eren were screaming that Armin should have it instead. While they were screaming, you were silently crying over Erwin’s almost dead body. Levi looked at you and for a second he thought about given Erwin the serum, but in the end, he gave it to Armin. When Levi made his move, you broke down crying, you were a mess.

You knew Levi had a special bond with Erwin and giving the serum to someone else was a hard choice. On top of that, Erwin was one of your closest friends. Which meant that you knew about his goal of discovering the secret about titans. And knowing how close he was to fulfil his dream broke your heart. Hange was beside you, on their knees beside Erwin. Very soon after, Levi joined the two of you.

”Y/N,” Levi started, ”I-”

”W-we have... we have to bury hi-his body.” you said sobbing uncontrollably, ”we can’t... we can’t just let him here.”

”Y/N, we still have to go to the basement.” Hange explained while you refused to let go of Erwin.

”I can stay here, I can wait for you to come back.” you chocked on your words.

That night, you hardly had any sleep. Levi holds you in his arms the whole night. By the morning, you had stopped crying, there were no tears left to cry.

”Do you want to go and eat?” Levi asked you.

”Not hungry.”

”I’m still going to grab some bread for us.”

The day passed too slowly for you, you stayed in the infirmary the whole day, but no one needed help - almost every member of the survey corps were dead anyway. But someone still knock on your door late in the afternoon. Before you could answer, the door opened on Armin. None of you talked - you could only assume that Eren and Mikasa filled him in about what happen.

”I can’t replace Commander Erwin.” Armin whispered. ”Please don’t hate me.” he faltered.

”What? I could never hate any of you! How — why would even think that?” you yelled.

”Erw—”

”Erwin’s dead yes, I know! But— all that matters is that you are here, and I’m glad you are.” you calmed down. ”I’m glad you’re still alive.”

Armin came running toward you and hugged you so tight that you could hardly breath.

”I thought you’d hate me.” Armin confessed.

”I would never because I love you.”

  - Reunion with Reiner

When you heard Gabi saying that Reiner had passed out, you follow her without saying anything. She showed you the house where Reiner was, and you opened the door slowly. He was on the ground, wrapped up in an old and thin blanket.

”Reiner?” you asked softly next to his ear, ”wake up and tell me if you’re hurt somewhere, Gabi told me you couldn’t heal properly.”

He groaned and opened his eyes. The last time you saw him was during the Shiganshina attack he planned with Bertolt and Zeke.

”I-”

”Reiner, are you alright?” Gabi asked worried.

”I just need to rest.” Reiner answer looking away from your stare.

You sat down and put Reiner’s head on your lap so he would be more comfortable.

”Sleep a bit before the others come, then we’ll move again.” you told him.

”I’m sorry.” Reiner whispered. He turned his head toward your stomach and curled up on himself. He was so afraid that you reject him after what he did, but he was one of your kids — you could never throw them away when they needed you.

—————

  RANDOM HCs

- Sasha would always ask you for your food because she knew you could never refuse.

- You always helped Connie take care of his mother after she was turned into a titan.

- One of your ritual with Armin would be reading together at night, before sleep. After hearing your stories from when he was sick during the training days, he never got tired of hearing them.

- Mikasa teaching you combat skills because she does not want you to die during expeditions.

- Once during training years, you tried to separate Jean and Eren and received a punch from Eren. They apologised a lot and you said it was fine, but Levi was so mad he almost went there himself to kick their butts.

- Reiner, Bertolt and Annie feeling bad because you were always so nice toward them. Plus, when you saw Annie again, you just hugged her and told her you were glad she was back.

  —————

MASTERLIST

NEXT POST IS GOING TO BE: that one time the kids called you ”mom” and that one time Jean called Captain Levi ”dad” —> really excited to write this one :D

Also, yes it was a lot of Armin but when I made my rough drafts of ideas, it was a lot of Armin. Also (x2) shorter than expected but yeah, wanted to get this out of my system before writting something else, hope you guys liked it though :) also (x3) it did looked better in my mind

[sandbees]

A few about the Great Seven interacting with Twisted Wonderland characters VIA Yuu. 👀 I only have one word summary; Chaos.

Who would meet the Great Seven first? Obviously the first years (along with Ortho and Grim). They’re Yuu’s best friends after all.

Actually, it was Friday, the last day of the week. And coincidentally, that night would be a special night at the House of Mouse. Ariel and her sisters would be performing that night.

Mickey told Yuu that that they could invite anyone to watch the performance. So Yuu went to get special permission to take their friends along with them.

After kidnapping Ortho After Yuu gathers everyone, they explain that they’re going out to see a special performance at their workplace.

Keep in mind that no one knows exactly what Yuu’s new job was except Grim and Crowley. So naturally everyone was in on it and curious. (Only Grim knows about Yuu meeting the Great Seven though)

Ace: So where do you work at?

Yuu: I work at a club.

Epel: ...As in a strip club or a book club?

Yuu: Wtf Epel? It’s like a club but no alcohol. It’s technically a restaurant but they have live shows and put on a lot of performances so-

Deuce: Oh! That’s cool, we get to see it together!

Yuu: Actually I’m not going to be with you guys. I’m on duty that day so I’ll be waiting tables. But I’ll join during break.

Ace: Really? Bummer.

Ortho: Aw, I wanted to hang out with you too! But it will be fun nonetheless. :D

Yuu tells them to wait downstairs as they go upstairs to get everything ready.

They are low-key nervous, because the House of Mouse isn’t...exactly normal by Twisted Wonderland standards.

Meanwhile, Grim was telling the first years about Yuu’s experiences there.

Grim: You know, the House of Mouse is really popular, I’ve heard about a lot of customers Yuu has met.

Deuce: This job must have been hard...I’m glad Yuu got it though!

Grim: Yeah, they pay them 5,000 madol! Isn’t that great?!

Sebek: 5,000 madol?! That’s a lot more than being a waiter.

Ace: In a week? I mean having a salary of 5,000 is pretty impressive.

Grim: Hehe, it’s actually 5,000 a day.

First Years: WHAT?!

Jack: To be able to pay that much...the owner must be wealthy.

Epel: Yuu lucked out!

When Yuu comes down, the first years are asking a billion questions.

How did you find a job with such a high pay??? Is the work good?? Is your boss nice to you?? Explain everything-

Yuu assured them that their job is just waiting a bunch of tables, and that they’re payed well because the place is very popular.

Anyways, Yuu tells them that they’re going now and leads them upstairs.

“Shouldn’t we be going to the hall of mirrors-?” “It won’t work.”

The group kind of loses their mind as Yuu casually pushes Ace into their mirror, Grim follows behind.

“Come on, or do I have to push you through the mirror like I did with Ace?”

Safe to say is that they go through the mirror and are greeted with a very lavish dressing room.

“Wait woah this isn’t Mickey’s dressing room.”

Yuu finds a note and read it out loud. Apparently Mickey moved the mirror to a new room so they could have privacy. Anything in the room is for their use.

“I’m going to cry. He’s so nICE I DON’T DESERVE THIS-“

Yuu is pretty happy with this arrangement, actually. They also begin to explain the club’s shtick to their friends.

“So this is basically a club for entertainment with live shows and also cartoons on the screen. Oh, and sometimes a cat named Pete tries to sabotage the show so he can kick everyone out and make this his club.” “Isn’t that illegal-“ “Not if there’s no police.”

So anyways Yuu leads them outside and they run into Goofy.

Sebek: Is that-?

Yuu: Hi Goofy, I’m bringing my friends to a table for the show-

Goofy: Yuu! There you are! You’re needed at table 14.

Yuu: What? But my shift hasn’t started-

Goofy: Reservations from Hades himself.

Yuu: Oh shit, ok yeah I’ll be there as soon as possible-

Ortho: Hades? As in the God of the Underworld?

Yuu: Yes, I’ll explain later, more importantly let’s go find you a table.

Ace: I think not telling us you actually met one of the GREAT SEVEN!

Yuu: I did tell you; and you didn’t believe me.

Everyone is vibrating in nervousness and excitement. Especially Ortho. I mean, this is the GREAT SEVEN we’re talking about!

Yuu decides to introduce them to Hades. But surprise surprise, it’s all of the Great Seven!

Yuu’s first year friends are going to pass out from shock. Oof.

With some inquiry, Yuu explains to the Great Seven that the friends they brought were from Twisted Wonderland.

Let’s just say that the First Years got invited to sit at their table. (Sebek is quaking at the idea of sitting with the Witch of Thorns)

So while Yuu leaves to start work (not after taking all of their orders first, of course), the Great Seven begin asking the first years + Grim questions.

The first years are expectantly tense, but they loosen up.

Ursula and Jafar are a little disappointed that no one from their dorm is present, but they seem to easily forget that after Yuu tells them that they know people from their respective dorms anyways.

Yuu also gives them a little more information they found about their respective dorms, so that they don’t feel...left out? (Satisfied is a better word for it)

Ursula pets Grim and Jafar feeds him crackers. Grim does not complain, he’s fine. He becomes more compliant as his tuna arrives.

And some of the other’s thoughts? Well...

The Queen of Hearts almost blew up in anger at Ace and Deuce. They are idiots that do nOT KNOW THE PROPER WAY TO SPEAK TO THEIR SUPERIORS AND THEY HAVE BROKEN AT LEAST 359 RULES ALREADY-

But somehow, the Queen of Hearts warms up to the idiotic duo. She sees them as...annoying children she has to babysit but they’re also really adorable that she can’t stay mad at them forever. Plus, Deuce is trying and Ace has these wonderful card tricks that would make her Jester cry.

So at first, she does not approve, but as the night progresses she does. 8/10 would meet the ADeuce combo again.

Scar and Jack...hm. Well, I don’t think they’d get along of Scar’s sense of morality and justice of the past was brought up. However, the villains all agreed to not bring up their villainous past because they didn’t want to scare away Yuu/make them wary and distrustful of them. Same goes for the first years.

Anyways, Scar is impressed at how buff Jack is. He isn’t surprised though - he expected residents of his dorm to be powerful. Scar lays down some well deserved praise and Jack eats it up with a tail wag. Jack also talks about his dorm and what the dorm represents. Scar’s ego rises 100x and Scar becomes somewhat...egotistical. Well, maybe not like in a “I’m shoving my ego in your face” type of ego but in a “This pleases me and I will treat you kinder” ego.

Basically, Scar opens up a little more to Jack as the night progresses. Like a mentor/student bond.

The Evil Queen and Epel...well, the Evil Queen was quite picky with how Epel was acting. Yes, he had the proper posture but really, he was using the wrong forks to eat that particular kind of food. She expected better from someone who came from her dorm. So she ended up chastising him and scolding him for being “improper”. Like Vil.

She was shocked to say when Epel accidentally snapped back at her, before returning to his more “princely” persona. Ah, so the child had more than meets the eye. She tried a different approach, as in trying to ease Epel into talking to her. Certainly, Epel was much more headstrong and willful than that naive Snow White.

So, the Evil Queen and Epel have a rocky start, but by the end of the show.

Hades and Ortho...well, that’s a combo you never see everyday. But I think Hades would basically adopt Ortho. As in suddenly he gets father vibes from the kid. He’s also particularly interested in his own dorm, and asks Ortho about it. Ortho’s pretty chatty with Hades, and is happy to tell Hades about his dorm! He also asks a few questions himself; which Hades happily obliged to.

...and then it turns into Ortho talking about Idia and how wonderful he is. And Hades is like, “damn, this kid has a wonderful big brother. How come my younger siblings act like shit to me-“

So Hades silently swore to the River of Styx to keep this child safe, and Ortho had a fun time interacting with Hades!

Sebek and Maleficent...well, it could have been worse.

Poor Sebek was tense and tight lipped for most of the night. He really wanted to make a good impression on Malleus’ grandmother. (I don’t think Sebek has met Maleficent yet so-)

Maleficent was patient, however. She knew Fae kind were raised to think of Maleficent as a high authority figure that should be treated with upmost respect. Unlike the other kingdoms; the Valley of Thorns praised Maleficent like a goddess. She didn’t blame Sebek for acting like he was.

So she started with baby steps. Talking about how wonderful it was to meet her grandson’s bodyguard, how Malleus must have grown to be a strong magician, how she wished she had stayed to know more about her grandson.

Actually, the breaking point between the tense atmosphere between the two was Malleus. Sebek opens up a little more as he continues to talk to Maleficent.

At the end of the night, they’ve only talked about Malleus, but Maleficent was content with that. After all, keeping up with what her grandson was doing was more than enough.

By the end of the night, the First Years enjoyed the special performance and their time with the Great Seven. Things went well especially when Yuu came to join during their break.

So when it was time to go, everyone had happily said their goodbyes as they were ready to return.

“Oh, before I forget...Yuu, I have almost completed the portals for the others so do expect one of us to pop in soon.” “Oh, ok!” “...THEY MIGHT VISIT US?!”

Everyone is low key excited to meet again though.

So, the first years go through the mirror and stay at Ramshackle, chatting away at their time at the House of Mouse.

_=_

Yeah, this was a looonngg write, I’m actually going to do the rest of the TW cast in another post. I hope you enjoyed this one! :)