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[noctemmortiszine]

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[deadboyswalking]

The Prince And His Reflection

[One of the horror stories from “Tales From Halloween: An Anthology”] 

Prince Shouto shivered, the cold air of the approaching winter cutting through his thick cloak as he made his way home through the woods. Even though he was usually a fan of winter, the lonesome journey on the frigid, clear night made him long for his warm bed, his cat, and a hot cup of tea.

He held his lantern further aloft as he carried on, the new moon leaving the woods even darker than usual, so dark that even his lantern barely penetrated the unmarked footpath in front of him. Though, as a skilled warrior, Shouto was perfectly capable of defending himself from the common cutthroats and bandits on the main road, he wasn’t exactly supposed to be sneaking out at night. The king would be angry if he found out, and his father’s wrath was something Shouto would rather avoid.

The twists in the path were hard to see, and it wasn’t long before Shouto found himself in a beautiful grotto with an unfamiliar waterfall, gleaming in the dark as the waters tumbled down to the small, dark pond under it. Shouto’s eyes widened with wonder and he stumbled forward, as if hypnotized. In the lamp’s light, the clear water showed his reflection perfectly, though the flickering flames and rushing water apparently distorted the image. Mirror Shouto seemed to… smile at him, and Shouto himself was not smiling. Childishly, the prince held up a hand and waved; the reflection waved back, of course, as reflections do.

He laughed at his own foolishness, getting scared of a trick of the light, and turned away from the waterfall to trace his way back to the correct path. The odd hold it had had over him had vanished like smoke, but Shouto immediately noticed something was off when he exited the grotto. He could hear the animals, the insects, the rustling wind, all of the ordinary sounds of the forest washing over him like cool fog.

It was at that moment he realized that despite the free-flowing water, the grotto had been dead silent, not even the sound of Shouto’s heartbeat and breathing able to break through the tranquility.

A shiver ran down his spine; the cold, perhaps.

Or perhaps something else.

Subconsciously, Shouto touched the sword at his hip, assured of its sharp steel, and lifted the lantern higher. The path. He had to find his way back to the path. Feet aching in his boots, he kept his eyes fixed on the ground. Was it two curves left, and then one right? Or two rights and a left? The tree, where was the ancient pine tree with the carving in the center?

Shouto…

The prince’s breath caught in his chest at the sound of the whisper, so quiet and yet so close he could practically feel it against his nape. He whipped around frantically, the lamp casting new shadows in the seclusion of the midnight forest, trying to keep his heart calm as he stared into the endless black that surrounded him.

He was alone.

Shouto was so very tired, it must have been his imagination. Yes, just his imagination. He tried to focus, finding the correct twist on the path and continuing home, the looming silhouette of the ancient pine in the far distance. He had apparently wandered farther than he’d thought to end up in that strange, silent grotto.

Shouto…

“Who’s there?” he shouted, searching for a vagabond who did not appear before his eyes.

Shouto….

“Path.. where’s the path?” Shouto cried out, looking down to see the way had disappeared, gone as if it had never existed. The hair on the back of his neck stood up as a whispering laugh passed across it, like a caress from a dead man’s hand.

Mother hated you, didn’t she, Shouto? Isn’t that why she ruined your pretty face?

His heart beat a rapid tattoo against his ribs and Shouto broke into a run, mismatched eyes fixed on the tree that seemed to get smaller and smaller as he approached it, a perversion of the way things should be, by all natural logic.

Ah, sweet Shouto, but it wasn’t really her, was it? It was him, it was always him. I know you, Shouto.

“You know nothing!” Shouto yelled back at…it.

The whisper, the voice was so intimately familiar, it almost sounded like… no, no, that was impossible! Shouto stopped dead in his tracks.,

Or, at least, he tried to, finding himself pulled forward by that same hypnotic magnetism.

The world went silent again as the divine grotto came into his sight.

He’s the reason Mother’s under the lake.

Shouto stumbled forward, tripping over his own feet as he tried to pull away.

I’ve seen your dreams, Shouto, all that beautiful blood that waltzes through your mind in the night, in the dark.

“Th-that’s not-” Shouto stuttered, the waterfall like a river of ink in front of him, illuminated only by the gradually dimming light of his lantern as the candle burned down to the wick.

Not you?

“Yes,” Shouto gulped.

Oh, but it is you, Shouto. The real you. And so am I.

The lantern flared bright and Shouto nearly dropped it when he beheld the horrific reflection before him, its hands and arms soaked in the vivid crimson that dripped off his sword, a golden crown at its feet.

He was sick, he was going to be sick.

Home, he wanted his room and his bed and his cat and his tea, wanted to be out of these freezing woods and away from the things that slithered and whispered in the dark.

He whirled around, tried to run, tried to break the hold the devil’s grotto held over him.

Strong hands clasped his wrists, coated in an odd mixture of sticky wet and cracking dry.

The last thing Prince Shouto saw before the candle went out was his own face, spattered thoroughly with blood, the rapidly congealing ruby cut through with an unseeing blank stare and a manic grin that threatened to split it in two.

Shouto screamed.

                                           👑👑👑👑👑

Shouto awoke in his bed, his cat curled up on his chest, as usual. He gently lifted her off amid many complaints and stretched, yawning as he blinked himself awake in the early morning light. Funny, he didn’t remember getting home last night…

There was a commotion in the courtyard below, audible even through Shouto’s window, Sir Iida Tenya’s tense voice shouting instructions at the other royal guards. Frowning, Shouto slid out of bed and went to the window to see what the raucous noise at such an early hour was all about.

The blood drained from his pale face as he saw the set of crimson handprints on his windowsill.

Sticky wet.

Cracking dry.

And as he placed his own trembling hands over them, they matched perfectly.

[sfiyayaya]

lololol

[eventually27]

Me reading fanfics when i should be asleep 💀

[the-kinning-hour]

I like to think about the impact that being isolated as a teen had on Shigaraki as a person.

I don’t mean angst, not understanding his own feelings or awkward social life. I mean that he definitely has gotten most of his non-hero related facts about society and people from the internet.

imagine; Shigaraki genuinely not understanding the concept of gender or sexuality because he’s only ever seen it discussed in reddit debates. He is baffled when he meets Magne but accepting. That night he searches “how to support trans employee professional easy”

Shigaraki asking Quora, “Why is my father so insistent on me making friends? It makes me uncomfortable. I don’t like people.” And having 20 moms in his replies telling him to get out of his room and join clubs

Shigaraki not knowing basic things about women (seeing as he was not raised around any) and awkwardly googling the phrase “PMS-ing” when Toga complains about cramping, expecting it to be teenage slang and instead going down the rabbit hole of the horrific experience of periods

Shigaraki not knowing why Sako is bowing his head toward Kurogiri and saying “itadakimasu” every time he eats with the League and wondering if the magician is trying to usurp his spot as Kurogiri’s favorite via boot licking

Shigaraki taking a “Do you have autism” quiz on Quotev and expressing his concerns to Kurogiri at 2 am when he scores 100% (he doesn’t know what autism even is)

Overall, I think people don’t take advantage of how funny it could be to interact with the ultimate antisocial dweeb Shigaraki who has a total of zero normal experiences

[peterokii]

[superbfirnacho]

Please look at this account

This account is @antiproshipper

They go extremally in depth on proshipping and the harm it can cause on young people and people in general.

(Tw for mentions of grooming, pedophilia, incest, and proshipping)

Go to the arguments and guide section.

Im asking you from the bottom of my heart to share this with people, it has some of the best explanation and arguments against proshipping that I could ever put into words.

Please only reblog if you feel comfortable to.

[marronje]

В объятиях ангела такая жуть...

MARIA KON – Игла

[evilrwbyfan]

[noctemmortiszine]

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[herbarimoon]

Adding a rotten cheek to my Halloween Katsuki design is the best decision ever

[shima-draws]

Me? Drawing Tododeku for the first time since *checks calendar* APRIL of LAST YEAR???

[puppyaulait]

Spinneraki streamer AU

[giugrapic]

The prompt for this one was: Monster

I tried to get a horror comic vibe, what do you guys think????

[pikahlua]

MHA Chapter 426 spoilers translations

This week’s initial tentative super rough/literal translations under the cut.

1 来なくて大丈夫って言ったのに！ こなくてだいじょうぶっていったのに！ konakute daijoubu tte itta noni! "I told you it's okay if you don't come!"

2 それを言うなら貴方たちもよ冬美　夏雄 それをいうならあなたたちもよふゆみ　なつお sore wo iu nara anata-tachi mo yo Fuyumi Natsuo "If you say that, the same goes for you all, Fuyumi, Natsuo."

3 お母さんでも… おかあさんでも… okaasan demo... "Even you, mom..."

tagline 1 No.426　地獄の轟くん家・FINAL　堀越耕平 ナンバー426　じごくのとどろきくんち・ファイナル　ほりこしこうへい NANBAA 426 jigoku no Todoroki-kun-chi・FAINARU  Horikoshi Kouhei No. 426 The Hellish Todoroki Family - Final Kouhei Horikoshi

4 それを言うならおまえもだ冷 それをいうならおまえもだれい sore wo iu nara omae mo da Rei "If you say that, the same goes for you, Rei."

tagline 2 集う轟家の面々向かう先はーー… つどうとどろきけのめんめんむかうさきはーー… tsudou Todoroki-ke no menmen mukau saki wa--... Where are the gathered members of the Todoroki family heading--...?

5 義務感で来たんじゃねぇから！ ぎむかんできたんじゃねぇから！ gimu kan de kitanja nee kara! "It's because I didn't come here out of a sense of duty!"

6 皆そうだろ みんなそうだろ minna sou daro "It's like that for everyone, right?"

1 会話は可能ですが一日に数分が限界です かいわはかのうですがいちにちにすうぶんがげんかいです kaiwa wa kanou desu ga ichinichi ni suubun ga genkai desu "Conversation is possible, but [his] limit is a few minutes a day."

2 緩やかに死へと向かっている… ゆるやかにしへとむかっている… yuruyaka ni shi e to mukatte iru... "Slowly* headed towards death..." (*Note: It's important to note this word for "slowly" does not imply Touya is suffering slowly until he dies but that the wait is a gentle and easy one.)

3 それが今の轟燈矢です それがいまのとどろきとうやです sore ga ima no Todoroki Touya desu "That is Touya Todoroki now."

1 ……………ぞろぞろと ...............zorozoro to "...............One by one."

2 ハハ… 観光名物じゃねぇんだよ……… ハハ… かんこうめいぶつじゃねぇんだよ……… HAHA... kankou meibutsu wa neenda yo......... "Haha... I'm not a tourist attraction........."

3 ゲホッ GEHO (Note: This is a sound effect for a coughing sound.)

4 ガホ GAHO (Note: This is a sound effect for a coughing sound.)

5 燈矢 とうや Touya "Touya."

6 今後の話をしに来たんだ こんごのはなしをしにきたんだ kongo no hanashi wo shi ni kitanda "I came here to talk about the future,"

7 燈矢 とうや Touya "Touya."

8 俺はヒーローを引退するよ おれはヒーローをいんたいするよ ore wa HIIROO wo intai suru yo "I'm retiring from being a hero."

1 元より戦いが終わったらそうするつもりだったが もとよりたたかいがおわったらそうするつもりだったが moto yori tatakai ga owattara sou suru tsumori datta ga "I originally planned to do that after the battle was over."

2 最早自力で立つことすらXXXXX もはやじりきでたつことすらXXXXX mohaya jiriki de tatsu koto sure XXXXX "I can't even stand on my own anymore XXXXX" (Note: This speech bubble is cut off, so I cannot read the full line.)

3 ヒーローエンデヴァーは灼かれて死んだ ヒーローエンデヴァーはやかれてしんだ HIIROO ENDEVAA wa yakarete shinda "The hero Endeavor was burned to death."

4 おまえの炎は おまえのほのおは omaeno honoo wa "Your flames"

5 誰よりも強かった だれよりもつよかった dare yori mo tsuyokatta "were stronger than anyone else's."

6 そっか sokka "That so?"

7 ご愁傷様 ごしゅうしょうさ��� goshuushousama "My condolences."

8 事が済んでから諂うなよ ことがすんでからへつらうなよ koto ga sunde kara hetsurauna yo "Don't flatter me now that everything has finished."

9 卑怯者… ひきょうもの… hikyou mono... "You coward..."

10 そうだな sou da na "That's right."

11 燈矢は俺のことをよくわかってる… とうやはおれのことをよくわかってる… Touya wa ore no koto wo yoku wakatteru... "You know me very well, Touya..."

12 ずっと見てたんだもんな ずっとみてたんだもんな zutto mitetanda mon na "You've been watching for a long time."

1 XにXてほしかったんだもんな X ni Xte hoshikattanda mon na (Note: Most of this sentence is cut off and thus illegible to me. All I can tell is that he says someone, probably Touya, wanted something.)

2 なのに見なかった… なのにみなかった… nanoni minakatta... "But I didn't see it..."

3 俺はお父さんの子どもなんだから おれはおとうさんのこどもなんだから ore wa otousan no kodomo nanda kara Because I've got you for a father. (Note: This is the official translation of this line from chapter 301.)

4 おまえはエンデヴァーじゃない‼︎ omae wa ENDEVAA ja nai!! You aren't Endeavor!! (Note: This line is from chapter 293.)

5 誰が何と言おうと…… だれがなんといおうと…… dare ga nan to iou to...... "No matter what anyone says......"

6 おまえの炎は俺の「ヘルフレイム」だ おまえのねつはおれの「ヘルフレイム」だ omae no netsu (kanji: honoo) wa ore no 「HERUFUREIMU」 da "Your heat (read as: flames) are my Hellflame."

7 あの告発映像を あのこくはつえいぞうを ano kokuhatsu eizou wo "That accusation video,"

8 毎日見続けている まいにちみつづけている mainichi mitsudzukete iru "I kept watching it everyday."

9 おどおさん odousan Dad,

10 見で みで mide watch me! (Note: The line from speech bubbles 9 & 10 comes from chapter 387.)

11 これからーー… kore kara--... "From here [on out]--..."

1 毎日来る まいにちくる mainichi kuru "I will come [here] everyday."

2 話をしよう はなしをしよう hanashi wo shiyou "Let's have a conversation."

3 あまりに遅すぎたけれど あまりにおそすぎたけれど amari ni oso sugita keredo "It's much too late, but"

4 話そう はなそう hanasou "let's talk."

5 心拍数上昇これ以上は負担が しんぱくすうじょうしょうこれいじょうはふたんが shinpaku suujoushou kore ijou wa futan ga "His heart rate is increased. The burden from any more than this [would be too much]..."

6 冷 れい Rei "Rei,"

7 夏雄　冬美 なつお　ふゆみ Natsuo Fuyumi "Natsuo, Fuyumi,"

8 焦凍が… しょうとが… Shouto ga... "and Shouto..."

9 残してくれた時間で話X のこしてくれたじかんではなX nokoshite kureta jikan de hanaX "With the time we have left, let's talk*." (*Note: This line is cut off at the end, but it would just determine what conjugation the verb "talk" would be, so I'm assuming the conjugation will be "let's talk.")

1 憎いなら…憎いと にくいなら…にくいと nikui nara...nikui to "If you hate [me]...[tell me] you hate [me]."

2 なんでもいい nan demo ii "Anything is fine."

3 ぶつけてくれ…！ butsukete kure...! "Vent to me...!"

4 燈矢兄い私も…！ とうやにいわたしも…！ Touya-nii watashi mo...! "Touya-nii*, me too...!" (*Note: This suffix is an honorific to refer to one's older brother.)

5 話たい事たくさんあるの はなしたいことたくさんあるの hanashitai koto takusan aru no "There are so many things I want to talk about."

6 今日は止めにしましょう‼︎ きょうはやめにしましょう‼︎ kyou wa yame ni shimashou!! "Let's stop for today!!"

7 また明日にでも… またあすにでも… mata asu ni demo... "But again tomorrow [is fine]..."

8 最後に一ついいですか さいごにひとついいですか saigo ni hitotsu ii desu ka "Is one last thing okay?"

9 聞きたかったことあるんだ ききたかったことあるんだ kikitakatta koto arunda "There's something I wanted to ask you."

1 燈矢兄 とうやにい Touya-nii "Touya-nii*," (*Note: Again, this is the suffix that denotes an honorific for one's older brother.)

2 好きな食べ物何？ すきなたべものなに？ suki na tabemono nani? "what food do you like?"

3 ……体力の限界ですね ……たいりょくのげんかいですね ......tairyoku no genkai desu ne "......[Seems like] that's the limit of his physical strength."

4 今日は眠らせてまた… きょうはねむらせてまた… kyou wa nemurasete mata... "Let him rest today, then again [tomorrow]..."

5 蕎麦 そば soba "Soba."

1 おんなじだ onnaji da "[Mine is] the same." (Note: This line is spoken with a younger affectation, which adds a bit of charm to this line. It emphasizes that Shouto is the adorable younger sibling here. Thank you @bakuhatsufallinlove for the note!)

2 これ以上は平行線だ これいじょうはへいこうせんだ kore ijou wa heikousen da Running in parallel, but forever apart! (Note: The lines from speech bubbles 2-4 are from chapter 352. I've mixed the official translations from Viz with the official subtitles for the anime episode release.)

3 交わるよ まじわるよ majiwaru yo Our paths will cross,

4 無理にでも むりにでも muri ni demo even if it's forced.

1 焦凍… しょうと… Shouto... "Shouto..."

2 ごめんな… gomen na... "I'm sorry..."

3 俺はここまでだわ おれはここまでだわ ore wa koko made da wa "This is as far as I go."

4 悪いけど気持ち変わんない わるいけどきもちかわんない warui kedo kimochi kawannai "Sorry, but my feelings won't change."

5 俺はもう付き合わなX おれはもうつきあわなX ore wa mou tsukiawana- "I won't associate with you anymore." (Note: This line is cut off, but I believe I have inferred the entire message.)

6 ああ aa "Right."

1 彼女と籍入れたい かのじょとせきいれたい kanojo to seki iretai "I want to marry my girlfriend."

2 式は挙げない紹介もしない しきはあげないしょうかいもしない shiki wa agenai shoukai mo shinai "I won't have a ceremony, and I won't introduce you."

3 ああ…悪かったな ああ…わるかったな aa...warukatta na "Right...I'm sorry."

4 姉ちゃんは？ ねえちゃんは？ neechan wa? "[What about you,] Neechan*?" (Note: This is an honorific used for one's older sister.)

5 仕事やめたんだろ？ しごとやめたんだろ？ shigoto yametandaro? "You quit your job, right?"

6 うんでも un demo "Yeah, but"

7 生徒のお母さんが新しい職場紹介してくれてねサポートしてくれるって せいとのおかあさんがあたらしいしょくばしょうかいしてくれてねサポートしてくれるって seito no okaasan ga atarashii shokuba shoukai shite kurete ne SAPOOTO shite kureru tte "a student's mother introduced me to a new workplace. She said she'd support* me." (Note: I believe this implication here leans more towards the mother saying she wants to support Fuyumi's job aspirations, not that she's trying to support Fuyumi financially.)

8 ……………正直責任は果たしたと思う ……………しょうじきせきにんははたしたとおもう ...............shoujiki sekinin wa hatashita to omou "...............Honestly, I think you fulfilled your responsibility."

9 罰も受けたと思う…もういいんじゃねーの？ ばつもうけたとおもう…もういいんじゃねーの？ batsu mo uketa to omou...mou iinja nee no? "I think you also received your punishment... Isn't that enough?"

10 犯した罪の賠償と謝罪を一生をかけて続けていく おかしたつみのばいしょうとしゃざいをいっしょうをかけてつづけていく okashita tsumi no baishou to shazai wo isshou wo kakete tsudzukete iku "I will continue to make reparations and apologize for the sins I commited for the rest of my life."

11 見ていなくていい みていなくていい mite inakute ii "You don't have to watch me."

12 子どもたちに降りかかる火の粉をできる限り俺が受け止める おまえたちにふりかかるひのこをできるかぎりおれがうけとめる omae-tachi (kanji: kodomo-tachi) ni furikakaru hi no ko wo dekiru kagiri ore ga uke tomeru "I will take* the sparks that fall on all of you (read as: you children) as much as I can." (*Note: This word "take" means to "take a blow." In this case, Enji is saying any sparks that fall towards the children he will receive as blows to his body in order to spare them.)

13 生き延びた意味があるとすればそれだけなんだ いきのびたいみがあるとすればそれだけなんだ iki nobita imi ga aru to sureba sore dake nanda "If there's any meaning to that I survived, it's only that."

14 ………地獄だぞ ………じごくだぞ .........jigoku da zo ".........It'll be hell."

1 ああ aa "Yes."

2-3 ダンスの誘いを受けたんでな ダンスのさそいをうけたんでな DANSU no sasoi wo uketande na "I received an invitation to dance." (Note: This is a reference back to Dabi's invitation to Enji that they dance together in hell in chapter 290.)

4 …��めてだよ …はじめてだよ ...hajimete da yo "...This is the first time"

5 お父さんの事 おとうさんのこと otousan no koto "that [I thought] father" (Note: As far as I can tell, this may be the first time in the manga Natsuo has referred to Enji as "father".)

6 かっこいいって思えたの かっこいいっておもえたの kakkoii tte omoeta no "was cool."

7 焦凍は？ しょうとは？ Shouto wa? "What about you, Shouto?"

8 学校戻るんだろ？ がっこうもどるんだろ？ gakkou modorundaro? "You're returning to school, right?"

9 うん un "Yeah."

10 乗ってけよ姉ちゃんも のってけよねえちゃんも notteke yo neechan mo "[I'll give you] a ride. Neechan*, too." (Note: Again, this is an honorific for one's older sister.)

11 ありがとう arigatou "Thanks."

12 親父 おやじ oyaji "Old man,"

13 お母さん おかあさん okaasan "mother,"

14 俺にはA組いるから大丈夫だよ！ おれにはみんないるからだいじょうぶだよ！ ore ni wa minna (kanji: EE-gumi) iru kara daijoubu da yo! "I have everyone (read as: Class A), so I'll be fine!"

15 俺は自分でなりてえようになれるから！ おれはじぶんでなりてえようになれるから！ ore wa jibun de naritee you ni nareru kara! "Because I can become who I want!"

1 地獄…でも じごく…でも jigoku...demo "Hell...but"

2 おーう早かったな‼︎ おーうはやかったな‼︎ oou hayakatta na!! "Wow, that was fast!!"

3 大丈夫だったかあ⁉︎ だいじょうぶだったかあ⁉︎ daijoubu datta kaa!? "Was [he] okay!?"

4 おなかすいた onaka suita "I'm hungry."

5 見てる人がいる みてるひとがいる miteru hito ga iru "we have people watching."

phone text 1 ホークス HOOKUSU Hawks

phone text 2 面会どーでした〜〜〜？ menkai doo deshita~~~? How was the visitation~~~?

phone text 3 なんかメンドーあったら言って下さいネ nanka MENDOO attara itte kudasai NE Please let me know if you have any trouble

6 ええ〜〜〜？出ていいって言われてンのに ええ〜〜〜？でていいっていわれてンのに ee~~~? dete ii tte iwareteN noni "Eh~~~? You were told you could leave though."

7 出ないんスかあ？ でないんスかあ？ denainSU kaa? "You're not coming out?"

8 "まだ"ね"まだ"！ "mada" ne "mada"! "'Not yet,' I said, 'not yet!'"

9 まだシャバはこわいまた利用されて繰り返すかもしれない まだシャバはこわいまたりようされてくりかえすかもしれない mada SHABA wa kowai mata riyou sarete kurikaesu kamo shirenai "The world outside of prison is scary. I might get used all over again."

10 色々助けてほしかったんですけどねーーー いろいろたすけてほしかったんですけどねーーー iroiro tasukete hoshikattandesu kedo ne--- "I did want your help with various things---"

1 あの日緑谷出久が世界に示した"モノ"を あのひみどりやいずくがせかいにしめした"モノ"を ano hi Midoriya Izuku ga sekai ni shimeshita "MONO" wo "The thing Izuku Midoriya showed the world that day"

2 社会はどう受け取って変わるのか…そこを見極めてからだ しゃかいはどううけとってかわるのか…そこをみきわめてからだ shakai wa dou uketotte kawaru no ka...soko wo mikiwamete kara da "and how society will interpret it and change... We've still gotta see that through."

3 もうしばらく税金で飯食わせてもらうわ もうしばらくぜいきんでめしくわせてもらうわ mou shibaraku zeikin de meshi kuwasete morau wa "I'll be able to eat my meals off taxes for a while."

4 敵め ヴィランめ VIRAN-me "You damn villain." (Note: This is sarcasm.)

5 うおおおおお uooooo "Ohhhhhhh!"

6 ラブラバァ RABURABAA "La Bravaaa!"

7 ジェントルゥウウウ！ JENTORUUUUU! "Gentleeeee!”

small text うるせえ urusee Noisy.

8 活躍が認められた形だ達者でやれよ かつやくがみとめられたかたちだたっしゃでやれよ katsuyaku ga mitomerareta katachi da tassha de yare yo "This is a form of recognition for your efforts. Be in good health."

9 ジェントルがかっこよすぎたおかげよ‼︎ JENTORU ga kakkoyo sugita okage yo!! "It's thanks to Gentle being so cool!!"

10 ラブラバがすごかったんだよ‼︎ RABURABA ga sugokattanda yo!! "La Brava, you were amazing!!"

phone text 1 エンデヴァー ENDEVAA Endeavor

phone text 2 ありがとう大丈夫だ arigatou daijoubu da Thanks, we're fine

phone text 3 手を借りたくなったらい te wo karitakunatta rai I wanted to borrow a hand

phone text 4 言う iu Say (Note: The text messages are a bit short and lack context for me to understand completely what is being said. I don't know what this line is supposed to mean.)

1 どう変わるか… どうかわるか… dou kawaru ka... How will it change...

2 気丈〜〜 きじょう〜〜 kijou~~ [What] a strong spirit~~

phone text 5 そっちこそ大変だろう socchi koso taihen darou That must be difficult

phone text 6 新公安委���長 shin-kouan'i inchou New public safety commision chairman

phone text 7 わかくして��こしになるかくご wakakushite mikoshi ni naru kakugo You're determined to become a warm mikoshi (Note: This line is a bit too vague for me to parse, but my guess is that it's directed at Hawks as a compliment that he wants to travel around and give people warmth. I'm not sure of this. The idiom here refers to a mikoshi, which is a portable shrine carried around town by parades at festivals.)

3 どう変えるか どうかえるか dou kaeru ka How will we change it?

4 あ　もしもし目良さん あ　もしもしめらさん a moshimoshi Mera-san "Ah, hello Mera-san."

5 ガチャ GACHA (Note: This is the sound effect for a door opening.)

tagline 一方、スピナーは… いっぽう、スピナーは… ippou, SUPINAA wa... On the other hand, Spinner is...

[sucker-for-yanderes]

Simon Henrikkson x f!reader

Contains: noncon/dubcon, self-harm, drugging and mentions of substance abuse, hate sex/revenge sex turned sweet, somnophilia (Simon fucks you when you're blacked out), angst, murder, violence, past bullying, both Simon and reader suffer childhood trauma, schizophrenic Simon listening to a voice in his head (Book Simon)

Simon snapped that day. He denied that you abandoned him, but it was all just too much for him to handle at once... The overwhelming feeling of everything falling apart was too much for poor Simon to bare. And since then, that voice in his head has been stringing Simon along like a puppet. Filling his head with corrupted thoughts and imagery.

Looking out the window of the classroom, the teacher's voice became muffled due to worrisome thoughts drowning out everything else. Where is Simon? You wondered. It's been two weeks and every passing day your heart continued to sink in your chest bit by bit.

Wait, but why do you care? It's been 2 years. You guys don't even talk anymore, you're not close. Not like that, anyways. Or so, that's what you thought. You had undermined your relationship it seems, along with yourself. Idiot.

That's what you always do. Always denying possibilities to immediately be false, not putting in any effort at all even when it could've been. All because you think of yourself so poorly that you believe you do not deserve love and therefore brush off any 'foolish' thoughts that anyone could see you as more than a friend.

You reflected on how everything started, back when the two of you met.

It was high school and you two were the only juniors in the intro to zoology and botany class. Truth be told, you were nervous to be partnered up with a boy, but I mean he was the only person in your grade. You sure as hell didn't want to partner up with the younger classmates, you'd be doing all the work while they goofed off. Plus, Simon made for a good lab partner. Always making sure he did his part, even offering to do some of your work too despite being just as unsure of the assignment as you were.

Working with him during lab, you'd get a better look at him close up. Despite what everyone else says about him, you actually thought he was kind of cute. Attractive. He just didn't bother to take care of himself for some reason.

He was taller than you, pale ivory skin mixed well with his dark features, and he even had a nice scent to him despite the musk. There was a time when the two of you reached for the same beaker and accidentally grabbed each other's hands. But the moment the two of you touched, your heart skipped a beat. It shocked you. Of course, the two of you quickly pulled back, awkwardly spewing out apologies followed by bashful laughing.

Sure, he was quiet and not the most socially inept, but you found that charming. Simon was authentic to the core, not trying to be anyone else. So, you weren't sure why he was always the target of torment from others in your grade.

You felt terrible, seeing the way it affected him. You always got a bad vibe when he would come to class late, constantly zoning out, and it especially worried you on days where he wouldn't say a peep to you or anyone for that matter. There was even a time where you caught a glimpse of his wrist when he went to grab something off of a shelf you couldn't reach.

You held back your gasp, swallowing it down your throat. You felt yourself shrink inside you. The state of it was just... you'd never seen self inflicted wounds look like... that. It was jagged fresh cuts on top of older ones, his once ivory skin discolored into brown hyperpigmentation from the scarring that spanned so far on his arm.

You were sick to your stomach. But what could you do? You weren't made for confrontation, Simon would only continue to get the same treatment or even worse if you did say something. You didn't want to overstep your boundaries either... I mean, who exactly were you? What did Simon think of you? Wouldn't it be weird for someone superficial to get involved in something so personal? You figured you'd just make things worse if you tried to help, that's how things usually go for you...

So, in other words... You played the role of the bystander. Your biggest regret, your biggest mistake. The only thing you could do for him was simply be there... sometimes.

But when the tormentors saw you and Simon in the halls walking out of class laughing it up together, they sought to ruin that for him too. Simon's bullies targeted you, they considered you his little girlfriend with the way he looks at you. That's when you stopped being there for Simon at all. They had gotten you too, and he didn't even know it...

When you only talked to him about school related things and shut him out completely outside of that, he found himself falling apart. Not you too, he thought to himself. Dark thoughts manifesting in his head. She hates you too. Look at what you did, Simon, you made her leave just like everyone else in your miserable life.

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.

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You managed to get through the rest of the semester, passing your classes with flying colors. And now it was summer break, you'd go back to your family's hometown for the summer. Simon spent the summer doing his own thing. He tended to wander around the city, you'd think he was homeless if you didn't know him.

Well, truth is, he hasn't ever felt at home in his life. Never feeling accepted or safe, anywhere. He feels as though the stone-cold streets of the city accepted him. And so he wandered and wandered, doing who knows what. Not even he knew what the fuck he was doing or going on.

His mental health had deteriorated significantly that summer and that voice in his head became louder over time. Instructing Simon to get revenge on those who made his life this way. I know you're sick of feeling like you're the one to blame, so take revenge. The voice would say to him. This inner turmoil and tug of war for sanity would go on for quite some time.

Until finally.

Snap

He's tracked you down, has you cornered. There was no escaping Simon's wrath. Though, you had no idea you were on his shit list. You were genuinely surprised to see him after all this time. He... looked somewhat the same. You don't look tired like him, even though he feels you should be. Your eyes softened, it made you sad to see the state Simon was in. Though as morbid as it sounds, you felt some relief seeing that he hasn't killed himself yet either, as that was always a fear of yours ever since you discovered his suffering back then.

Simon considers letting you go for a moment. He could still turn back and carry on with his life, change for the better... No, he knows that won't be possible. It's now or sometime later, he might as well get it out of the way and incite his revenge now. Vicious, brutal, savage revenge with malice aforethought.

You stood there like a deer in headlights, looking up at him with wide doe eyes as he crept closer. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. You asked him what he wanted and if you could help him. Simon opened his mouth to speak but no words came out.

Before he violently ended the lives of his tormenters he squeezed an apology from them as he watched the life slowly drain out of them, but what he wanted from you wasn't anything so simple that it could be expressed solely with words. No, that just wouldn't do the trick.

He would show you instead.

Simon reached out a tattered hand, only to hesitate, realizing how ugly it was compared to you. He was stuck on grasping how much smaller you look compared to him now. Within a moment's notice, there he was.

With unknown intentions, he had overpowered you, covering your mouth with his gloved hand while he carried you to the nearest alley where no one could find the two of you no matter how much noise you made.

Simon felt thankful in this moment that this was a dead city. The population was so low, it's not even normal to see more than 6 people in the streets at the busiest hours of the day.

Suddenly, Simon had your softer, fragile body tightly pressed up against the hard brick walls of the building lining the alleyway. You begged him to tell you what's wrong so you can fix it, asking what you did to deserve this. Simon goes on to say he wants to make you feel what he felt back then. To let you know what it's like to be beaten, to feel crushed, and utterly alone.

It's clear what he wants now. It's punishment. In your newfound fear, you cry as you beseech him to give you the answer to why. "Why punish me?" You'd asked him. Simon only feels more anger bubbling up as the voice in his head tells him you're trying to deny what you did all those years back. You abandoned him... Left him to be swallowed up by loneliness again. You... you did... You were wrong.

He would punish you for your cruel sin, make you beg for his forgiveness. For the mercy you never had the grace of showing him. Only, he would. Just when you're at your lowest, he'll extend a hand, kiss your forehead, and absolve you of sin. Because he's better than you. Yes, that's what he wants.

He'll bully you to see how you like it, and you'll see how wrong you were to abandon him even when he went through horrible horrible things. Simon would bask in your voice when you cry out that you don't deserve him and his kindness, for you to admit that you were wrong to ever leave him.

Simon watches the moonlight spill from the sky after a cloud reveals it hit your skin. He hastily removes your clothing, jerking you different ways while doing so. Your pleads fall on deaf ears at this point as you try to explain your side of the story, struggling against his forceful movements. You had more than enough time to explain, and now Simon determined you've made it clear how you feel about him. But he would prove you wrong. Make you realize your feelings for him. Even if he has to do it by means of force. You'll never leave his side again.

Simon grabs your jaw, crashing his lips into yours, his teeth pushed into yours from the force he put behind his kiss. His kisses were animalistic, as if he were trying to eat you instead of kiss you. Fear filled your body as Simon turned something that lovers do into something malicious. He even bit your lip to the point of drawing blood. You cringed at the taste of iron in your mouth. Bringing a hand to wipe away the blood, Simon intercepts it, pinning it above your head as you look up at him with blood stained lips. He always thought you were pretty, but right now he adored this version. A lazy smile crept up on his face.

You wince from the pain of your head, your restrained hand, and from the feeling of being pressed so hard up against a brick wall. And suddenly, a potent rag was brought to your face, fearful eyes looking up at Simon. Of course, you were out like a light within seconds. Simon caught you in his arms with fraudulent nobility.

The scene changes to Simon's room. It would be almost empty if not for the small messes here and there along with his bed. Simon carefully set you down on the bed as if he were prince and you, a princess. As much as he wanted to throw you down, Simon held himself back.

Your shirt ripped in his grasp where he churned the fabric in his fist, knuckles white in their strain. It's only until then when Simon slips off your clothes stripping you naked that he sees the abuse your body had endured along with the identical scarring he has on his wrists on your upper thighs. After pausing, Simon's expression turned solemn. Only for a second. No matter. Good. You deserved it. You couldn't possibly feel what he's been feeling. You probably just did that for attention, he curses the thought as he knows you better than that. You'd never once seeked for attention in your life.

Right now, he wanted to feel you. It'd been so long, he hadn't realized how much he had missed you until his body started reacting to your touch despite never feeling it besides the accidental brushing up against each other or awkward side hugs. His demeanor softened the more he touched you while yet remaining domineering despite his newfound gentleness.

Watchful eyes locked on to you, observing your reactions when he touched you here, right here, and here too. Your body reacted very nicely to his touch even in your sleepy, drugged up state. He'd like to keep you at home, all to himself. He'd chain you up and keep you in his basement if that's what it took.

His horrible thoughts had manifested a reality Simon didn't know he wanted. This ever-consuming obsession with you had gotten the best of him. Simon remembers the times he would pump his length vigorously whilst imagining grim fantasies of capturing you. Fantasies of how he would punish you for your crimes against him. For making him fall in love with you and then just abandoning him like he were trash, making you grovel in the dirt. Even still, he'd even had softer fantasies of rescuing you from evildoers, only for you to cry and cling to him, never letting go.

Maybe he could still salvage the real you. Because the real you would've never abandoned him... Never. You wouldn't... Simon continues his inner battle of morality and sanity as he runs his larger and worn hands all over your plush skin, much warmer than his. He was sure to leave bruises on you as the more he touched you, the more intense he felt. Fearing that if he let you go, you'd leave him for good.

Heart pounding heavy, Simon had discarded his clothing and laid up against you skin to skin. The muscles of his upper body flexed with contained rage as he hovered himself above your bare naked body. With that, he began gliding his hands on you. Gentle, at first. And then, not so gentle. His hands meet your neck, to which his grasp tightens and tightens and tightens some more. Your body squirms in reaction, barely conscious. Simon observes the skin he had touched turn red. So sensitive. Now, you were beginning to come into consciousness, eyelids barely lifting despite trying so hard, trying to be alert. Your chest tightens with anticipation when you realize you're in the nude under Simon, who was bare as well. He was so close, closer than you've been with anyone. You feel a foreign heat between your legs, and it's poking at you. With a gulp, your eyes turn back to look at Simon, pleading with him to stop now. Of course he recognized that look, what it meant. He would not oblige.

You whine at his unforgiving touch as Simon continues to touch you. His hot breath puffing out onto your face where you trembled from the soul-seeking coldness in his eyes. You'd never seen him this needy, this inability to hold back. It terrified you, your weak hands pushing on him in a pathetic scramble, to which he was unbothered by. In fact, he loved it. He found himself wanting you to resist him. It only gives him all the more reason to punish you.

With an evil grin, Simon dips his course, long middle finger up into your already slick cunt. You fail holding back slurred out moans, the sound falling so beautifully on Simon's ears. Another sound filled the room, the squish and squelch of your slit being abused by Simon and his moans of anticipation. Just when you're on the edge of something good, he stops.

Simon wastes no time.

"Ah!" You're yelping when Simon bites down harshly on the tender crook of your neck, hard enough to draw blood. Simon's hips hit you with a lewd thwack! The pain was overwhelming, tears streaming down your cheeks. You try to scratch your assailant, dig your fingers into his skin (--though, that would only make him grin), but when you try to, it seems like your arms are so heavy. The most you can do is make measly efforts push him away. Simon chuckles darkly, humored by your thought that you could really stop him. How cute.

You couldn't believe this was Simon.

Simon is practically drooling when the vicious curve of his fat tip draws relentless glides across your g-spot, mapping you from the inside out. Thrusting precariously on top of him while he fucked you over and over-

There's a low, sultry growl coming from the very depths of his chest when Simon's pulling out ever-so-slightly. His vice-like hold around your neck tightens even more, breath puffing in raggedy hot pants against your cheek.

He's gripping the angry red tip of his cock, moving down the shaft to the base, giving the peak of your puffed-up clit a stinging smack! smack! smack! with the very tip of his thick, hot head.

And your slimy pussy just coats his throbbing cock in a milky gloss of cum. Your slick saturated his dick down to form a creamy ring at the very bottom of his thick hilt. As soon as Simon finishes bullying his length back in between your sopping wet pussy lips, he just throws his head back, half-lidded eyes swirling with rageful lust.

He thought to himself how the tables have turned. You'd always looked down on him, now he was the one looking down on you. You probably always thought he was pathetic, always took pity on him. Well who's the pathetic one now? Your moans of pleasure and sweet wails of pain were truly pathetic, he could only let out a dark chuckle.

He had made you submit to him, that meant you were finally his forever now and could not leave. Is this all it took? To make you his? If it was that easy, he thought he should've done this ages ago.

Simon's rough handling on your hips left a trail of more bruises along with neat little fingernail patterns along your skin, making use of each and every bit of strength he had to hammer with such jarring pummels into your poor pussy. It's like his girth was just molding your tight innards to his size.

He barely even slows down, grunting out the hoarse mantra of your name. "Oh fuck-" Simon's breath hitches and he clenches his teeth as his balls pump out his hot load inside you.

Awe, you thought this was over? Oh, no. Simon flipped you over onto your knees, instructing you to keep your head down and your ass up. Gripping your hip firmly with one hand, the other placed his cock at your entrance. Ignoring your desperate cries of resistance, Simon slammed his hips against your cheeks, your jaw slacking open when he did. Whole body trembling at the feeling of being full again, you let out pitiful cries of pleasure.

Despite your fear and sadness, you found yourself become overwhelmed with a desire for Simon and his love-making. Your pupils were practically heart-shaped by how many times he had made you cum by now. His sheets almost completely soaked with both of your love juices. Simon's heart eyes were locked onto the way your ass jiggled every time he slammed his hips into you. "F-fuuhhck, cumming again-" Simon let out a growl as he threw his head back, his grip on your hips tightening.

Round after round, Simon cruelly pounded and came inside you time and time again. His thrusts seemingly becoming more sadistic the more he continued. Eventually, your body was overstimulated to the point of you blacking out. And that still did not stop Simon. You were his, and that meant his all the time.

Hours and hours passed, the effects of the drugs were beginning to weaken, your sensations are feeling more real, the pain and pleasure feeling intenser as all of your nerves start to wake up. You wince in pain as your head pounded, your body aching from Simon's rough handling on you. He had you held close to him in missionary with your legs behind your head. You figured you would try to push him off of you now, but your weakness did not fade. Arms still feeling like static, they fell to your sides.

Simon, still in his lustful dissociation, grabbed hold of your wrists with his hand. His rhythmic thrusting turned jagged as he came close again. You wondered if you could get through to him in the state he was in now but you figured you'd at least try.

"Simon... Simon! Please, I- mm, need you to let mme g.. go." You managed to peep out, searching for him in his eyes. "You n-need to stop tthis... Ple-ase? You're h-urting me-" Simon let go of your wrists and grabbed your jaw, your lips forced into a silly pouty look. "Good. You fucking deserve this after what you did." Simon spoke out in a breathy, yet clear voice.

"You fucking left me. All. alone..." Simon thrusted into you with a thwack! thwack! in between that last part. Your face twisted in agonizing pleasure. "W-what?" Simon was pissed off at the fact you were trying to play dumb with him. "Oh, don't play coy with me. Acting like you're innocent. You know exactly what the fuck you did." Your cries mixed with moans sounded so melodic to Simon as he fucked you harder.

"Bad girl. Bad." He muttered quietly to himself under his breath as his eyes scanned you from your face, to your breasts, to where his cock was pumping in and out of your pussy. Bringing his thumb down to your plump, unsuspecting clit, Simon rubbed you harshly in all the right ways.

At this point, you were seeing stars as the pressure in your lower abdomen began swirling again. "Simon w-wai..." You gave up on your words at the end as all of your focus was on Simon's touch and the way your body was reacting to it. This is bad, you feel like if this continues, you really won't be able to live a normal life and become Simon's personal fuck toy forever.

(Part 2?)