#even Emma's just kind of like “eh”

[fullscoreshenanigans]

[barcaatthemoon]

obvious || ruesha littlejohn x reader ||

Both you and Ruesha are a bit oblivious to your feelings for each other.

Your feelings for Ruesha hit you like a ton of bricks in the midst of a shit storm. It was like your whole world was being spun around onto its head, and then, you had a crush on your national team captain's ex. Ruesha and Katie weren't getting back together, but a part of you was terrified about what might happen if you acted on your feelings. Their breakup was messy, and despite claims that there weren't sides on the national team, you knew that wasn't true.

At first, you had been on Katie's 'side' of things. She was your Arsenal teammate and captain, not to mention a family friend. She had been a great mentor in your football journey. Ruesha had always been there in the background of things. She had been Katie's girlfriend for the majority of the time that you'd known her, and even before they broke up, you had harbored a little crush on the woman.

Ruesha was a loud troublemaker, and everybody told you that nothing good would come from associating with her. You let yourself hang out with her a bit, but kept your distance as much as you could. At least you had until Jonas dropped you down a league. Once you found yourself having to show up to London City Lioness practices, things started to change a bit.

"Celtic are mad for not taking you," Ruesha muttered as the two of you watched a stream of their first Champions' League game. Shebhan was taking meticulous notes on it while you and Ruesha were lounging on the couch, half paying attention. Ruesha was easily distracted while you hadn't been able to keep your eyes off of her. "You'd be tearing it up right now, I just know it."

"Eh, there's always the future. I've got a few good seasons left in me," you said. Ruesha glanced over just as you reminded yourself not to look so sad. You were happy to be playing with Ruesha at London City, even if it wasn't Arsenal. You had wanted to leave the club, but you hadn't ever expected to get traded down a league.

"Don't worry about them, bunch of idiots if you ask me." Ruesha put her hand on your knee, squeezing slightly. You swallowed nervously as you looked over at her, and for a moment, you thought that maybe you saw something in her eyes that was quickly covered up. "Think on the brightside, if you'd gone to Celtic, then we wouldn't be playing together."

"You're meant to be cheering her up, Ruesha, not giving her depression," Shebhan teased. Ruesha immediately put all of her attention into kicking at and trying to fight with her sister while you watched. You laughed it off a little, glad to have a moment to steady your racing thoughts. Being close to Ruesha like this was definitely easier than it had been whenever she was with Katie, but it was still hard. You doubted that she'd be into you for a multitude of reasons. She may have stopped calling you 'kid' all the time, but that didn't mean she saw you as much more than that.

…

You were limping as you were subbed off. It was nothing serious, just a little pulled muscle. You could be playing in the next game if you rested properly according to the trainer. You'd come into your spot as a starter on the team quickly, but you didn't mind spending a game on the bench. There had been a lot of improvements all around, and you wanted your teammates to be able to showcase them.

"I got you an ice pack," Ruesha said as she slid into the spot next to you on the bench. Your hamstrings and calves had always done this a little bit. It was a side effect of the physical exertion you put yourself through to stay in top shape. Ruesha had been around you long enough to know what you needed for a speedy recovery.

"When the hell did you start acting so sweet?" Emma yelled before you could thank Ruesha. You watched as she started to get into a little banter with Emma. It was kind of funny, but they were both getting a bit loud, so you took it upon yourself to distract Ruesha.

"Thanks Rue," you mumbled as you cupped Ruesha's cheeks. Immediately, she went completely silent and began ignoring Emma in favor of you. She gave you a smile and little pat to your thigh.

"Anytime you need something, you know where I am," Ruesha told you. You let your hand fall from her face to rest next to hers. Sometime as the teams were going back to the locker room, Ruesha took your hand in hers, claiming that it was for support. You believed her, but many of your teammates didn't.

You could hear them teasing Ruesha as you showered and got dressed. At her request, you waited for Ruesha, who carried your things for you. Ruesha got some content for her vlog while you sat in the back with Georgia, one of the only teammates at your new team who you had confided about your feelings for Ruesha in.

"You know, she's very obviously just as down bad for you as you are her," Georgia pointed out.

"No, she's not," you argued. Georgia scoffed as she rolled her eyes at you. "Also, shut up. You're not quiet enough for us to be having this conversation on the bus."

"Don't worry, you're not subtle, neither of you. Ruesha would have carried you onto the bus if you asked her to, but instead she carried your bag for you. And don't you dare say that it's because you're hurt because she is always the first one to you when you need or want something. Everybody definitely thinks that you're together already."

"Pssh, Ruesha doesn't want me. Nobody wants me, that's why I'm here. I wasn't good enough for Arsenal. I wasn't good enough for A-,"

"Nope, we aren't doing this again!" Georgia cut you off. She stood up and much to your horror, called out for Ruesha, "Rue, get off your camera and come here!"

"Why are you being so bossy?" Ruesha asked as she made her way to where Georgia was sitting. "I told you already, if you're so set on finding a man, they don't like that."

"Shut up, sit down, and tell (Y/n) how you feel because I'm not listening to her dense ass cry about how nobody wants her and she's not good enough," Georgia said. She went up to steal Ruesha's old seat and give the two of you a bit of privacy.

"What's she on about?" Ruesha asked you. It was the first time in a while that you had seen her be so serious. "Why do you think that nobody wants you?"

"Because nobody does, I'm not good enough. I don't get why you're always so nice to me, I'm a failure." You looked close to tears. The game had gone well, so you should have been happy, but it was hard when all you could think about was being thrown down the ladder.

"God, she's right," Ruesha sighed. "Alright, I'm going to stop you for one second because I find it so incredibly rude that you think I'm not head over heels in love with your stupid, oblivious ass. Yeah, so maybe a certain girl didn't want you back at Arsenal, but that doesn't mean the world thinks you're some horrid, ugly creature. Also, I have not been subtle. Do you think I'd be so nice to just anybody here? Are you a brick because you are dense as fuck. Georgia's right, I do like you a lot, and maybe I shouldn't have been subtle about it."

"You were not subtle!" Emma and Georgia both yelled from a couple rows ahead. The rest of the bus murmured in agreement, and suddenly, you felt a bit stupid for not realizing it sooner.

"Now, in some cases, this would be cause for a bit of fuckery, but I like you far too much to suggest that, so, when we get back, I'm taking you to dinner. I'll walk you to that stupid, swanky apartment of yours, give you a very sensible kiss, and then we'll meet for breakfast next practice after you tell G how good of a kisser I am," Ruesha said. "That sound alright to you?"

"Yeah, it sounds nice."

[starkwlkr]

Hi anon with missing cillian request this side!!!😅😅

I just wanted to say ur work on cillian with nolan!reader was soooo good and was wondering if u could write one where she attends the award shows with him and chris and they include her in their speech

(Maybe nolan reader had given the book to her father🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️)

And if u could include some sweet couple and parents moment that would be AWESOME!!!!!!

what a night | cillian murphy (nolan!reader)

when you heard cillian’s name being called at the 2024 oscars, you felt like a tearing up, but you promised you weren’t going to cry. eh, some promises were meant to be broken.

the audience stood up to applaud for your husband. he turned to you and kissed you. you made sure your lipstick didn’t get on him like it did before. “i’m so proud of you.” you whispered to him as he gave you a hug.

when he released you, he stepped aside and saw his father in law, christopher, ready to give him a hug. you were sure twitter was going to make memes about the hug. it was something you discovered recently about how your father was always casting cillian in his work. you saw many jokes about it that it made you genuinely laugh.

finally, cillian made it to the stage to receive his oscar. in a room full of people, he found you staring at him with eyes full of love and proudness.

“i’m a little overwhelmed. thank you to the academy. um, chris nolan and emma thomas it’s been the wildest most exhilarating most creatively satisfying journey you’ve taken me on over the last twenty years. i owe you more than i can say. thank you so much. and thank you for not firing me after you found out your daughter and i were dating.” he said as the audience laughed.

the camera showed chris and you laughing at his joke.

after thanking the crew and cast, he looked at you. “thank you for being my partner in life, the mother of our beautiful children, my best friend, you are my person. i love you.” your father watched as you teared up.

after cillian finished his speech, you were tapped on your shoulder by your father, who offered you a tissue. “thanks, dad.” you chuckled as you took it.

next it was time for best director, a category you were nervous for your father.

“and the oscar goes to . . . christopher nolan, oppenheimer.” steven speilberg announced. your father had done it, finally. he was an oscar winner. after eight nominations, he finally got his golden statue.

after he hugged and kissed emma, he walked to your direction. cillian was still backstage, but he was watching close by. your father hugged you for a few seconds then kissed your cheek.

“you did it!” you cheered.

“it’s yours too, love.”

when he got to the stage, he was greeted by steven and got handed his oscar. it was truly a surreal moment. he first thanked the studios and several people who helped make the film.

“to my daughter, you are the reason for this.” he held up the statue. “you have a brilliant mind and a kind soul and i’m extremely proud to be your father. you gave me the book that this film is based on and you helped create a masterpiece. thank you forever. i share this with you.” his words made you cry even more.

you blew a kiss to your father then wiped away a tear. it was a dream come true.

shortly after, cillian got back to his seat, golden statue in hand. “did i do okay?”

“you did it perfectly, my love.”

when it was time for best picture to be announced, you were a bit confused. you weren’t sure if al pacino was didn’t care or if he was joking, but your father’s film had won best picture. it was a weird way to announce it, but your father and the oppenheimer team walked to the stage to receive the award.

it was definitely a perfect way to end the night.

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

saw that post about "one day your parents put you down and then never picked you back up" got big sad about it remembered the teaboot "i can have and will continure to hoist everyone i know" post to cheer myself back up and had a thought, what if i just fucking lifted the tokrev cast into my loving arms? none of them safe not even taiju and south, what would they do if they all got fucking deadlifted by a 4'11 womanlet that loves them?

Lmao ok this is what I think their reactions would be like when being deadlifted like that

Takemichi- Shouts in shock, he's just so surprised by it. Instantly gets worried you might hurt yourself and softly asks you to put him down.

Hina- Blushes, once you let her down she praises you a lot too, calling you strong and fawning over you.

Naoto- Gasps, asks you how you could do that.

Mikey- Tilts his head to the side, he's so curious about you being able to do this. Immediately calls Draken over and asks you to pick him up. Then starts calling over various toman members, wants to see just how strong you are.

Draken- Pats you on the back, he's damn proud of your strength.

Emma- Wraps her arms around you, clinging to you. She gets nervous that you might accidentally drop her.

Baji- Is caught off guard and pauses for a moment but quickly grins and gives you a "that's my girl"

Chifuyu- "you could pick up so many cats!"

Mitsuya- Relaxes against you, he trusts you 100%

Hakkai- Says nothing but goes bright red

Pah- Let's out a surprised "eh!?" before telling you how impressed he is of you.

Peh- Asks you to carry him to Pah so he can show you off to him.

Smiley- Swears out of surprise before complimenting you on how you're both pretty and strong. The perfect girl

Angry- Plays with your hair when you lift him (he's used to Smiley playing "pranks" by suddenly lifting him so isn't too surprised by the sensation)

Mucho- Raises an eyebrow, this was unexpected.

Sanzu- Instantly even more interested in you

Kisaki- "what the hell"

Hanma- Loudly laughs, he thinks it's adorable you can do that and happily tells you so.

Kazutora- It throws him completely off guard, blushes and tells you it's pretty cool of you.

Inui- Eyes widen in shock, wants to know what other hidden talents you might have

Koko- Wraps his legs around you, is worried you're going to drop him.

Taiju- Shouts then laughs, he's seriously impressed. Wants to know how much of your strength you were using to lift him.

Yuzuha- Cheers you on! She loves that you can do this

Izana- Doesn't like being picked up but makes an exception for you since he's so impressed.

Kakucho- Asks if you want to workout with him in the future

Shion- Is so surprised, he squirms a lot and nearly gets himself dropped. When you put him down he then immediately tries to lift you up too.

Mochi- Wraps his arms around you in a sort of hug, praises you for your strength

Ran- "oh good, you can carry me to bed"

Rindou- Is so enthusiastic about this, he tries to show you his splits after too.

South- Thinks it's some kind of game, is very excited about this and starts picking you up at random times too.

Senju- Claps for you and asks to go higher

Wakasa- Grunts in surprise, then offers to take you out to eat as a reward for your strength. "You surprised me so let me surprise you"

Benkei- Pats you on the head, is incredibly supportive of you and asks if you want to attend his gym.

Shinichiro- Kisses the top of your head, he's so proud of his girl

[rekino2114]

You can do Sdra2 girls with a boyfriend who loves to carve pumpkins at Halloween

Celebrating Halloween with the sdra2 girls

Halloween post #8

A/n:I decided to make it a bit more general than the request because I didn't have that many ideas and was scared it'd become repetitive, sorry if this isn't what you wanted

Sora

Sora does enjoy celebrating holiday and especially Halloween, there's something about the spooky season that resonates with her

She's definitely the type to jump out of the shadows to scare you or do anything that might spook you to see your adorable face and tease you endlessly

She'll wear the ghost costume she wears in the game and will only go trick-or-treating if you want. Otherwise, she'll just stay in and watch a movie with you

She doesn't know that much about pumpkin carving, but she'll try if you like it that much. She actually tried to carve one in the shape of your face but it...really didn't come out well

"Eh, did I scare you? You should have seen your face. Sorry baby, just wanted to see how you'd react. Oh, come on, you're not that mad at me, are you? Will some hugs and kisses fix that?

Kokoro mitsume

She's really not the type to celebrate anything except your and mikako's birthday or your anniversary, so she's not particularly excited for Halloween, but seeing you and her daughter being so happy to celebrate it changed her mind a bit

She won't wear anything, no matter how much mikako insists she really doesn't want to, but thankfully, you will for her. You even let your daughter choose your costume and try to put face paint on you...which didn't go too well

Mikako just dragged you two trick-or-treating with her and yamato (i headcanon that even in this au they're friends even if not adoptive siblings). Even if kokoro wasn't dressed up, she just watched you have fun with them and that warmed her heart

She also didn't carve pumpkins even if you insisted, but she did look up some cool designs to give you ideas... She also helped mikako carve her own so she wouldn't get hurt...and actually ended up enjoying it

"Mommy, Daddy, look at how much candies I got! I'm gonna eat all of them!"

"That's great, mika -"

"Don't. Eating that much sugar will cause you to get sick"

"O-oh....... sorry"

"....*sighs* i guess you could have some of them"

"Yay! thanks mommy"

Emma magorobi

Emma really enjoys festivities, and celebrating them with you is one of the many things she loves doing with her amazing boyfriend, Halloween, especially

You two will mostly stay in and have kind of a sleepover, watching all the horror movies Emma starred in while eating snacks and cuddling

She'll dress up as one of the characters she played in a horror movie (is it considered a cosplay if you're cosplaying as technically yourself?) with a costume that covers her arms, preferably And will ask if you'd like to dress up too,maybe as the love interest of her character

She'll definitely help you pumpkin carving, even if she's not an expert and might mess up She'll still have a lot of fun trying since it's something you love (also be prepared for a lot of pumpkin puns)

"Hey, you look nice! No, really, to be honest, you look even more handsome than the actor who played him eheh. Anyway....there's a kiss scene between our characters later in the movie.....wanna recreate it?"

Setsuka chiebukuro

Setsuka is definitely a party person. She just really enjoys celebrating with the people she loves, especially you. Whenever Halloween comes up, she always has something prepared to have fun

She invited everyone in the class to a Halloween party and asked all of her classmates to dress up for it (she wore her oni costume) she made sure you in particular had fun and recorded all of the best moments with her eye camera so you could watch it later together (she also told you how cute and handsome you looked in your costume like 12 separate times)

She likes pranking/scaring people for fun with you and hibiki, even if some people get upset at her for that. She'll also try to do it on you too but only if she knows you don't get scared easily

She'll definitely carve a pumpkin too, she was already going to do it even before you told her you liked it, she made a really goofy one that made you laugh and was actually pretty decent at it

"Soooo, are you having fun, baby? Oh, big sis is really glad, you know I love Halloween; by the way, you look so cute with that costume on y'know? Eheh, big sis could just hug you and cup that adorable face of yours forever, sweetie. "

Hibiki otonokoji

While hibiki normally isn't really one for big celebrations that aren't her concerts or birthdays, she still likes Halloween quite a fair bit. And she'll definitely enjoy partying with you

As stated earlier, she really likes playing pranks and scaring you, but unlike setsuka, you are the main victim of that during Halloween. She's not the scariest, which means that often you end up laughing at her attempts, which makes her mad and causes her to get setsuka to prank you even harder

She thought it would be funny if her and kanade dressed up as each other, which just consisted of them switching hairpins (she unfortunately couldn't do anything about the chest size), unfortunately, most of your classmates recognized them anyway

She didn't see the point in pumpkin carving at first, but after seeing some cute designs online, she said she wanted to do one too....it didn't come out great, but it's the effort that matters

"Hibiki?! What do you mean? I'm kanade.....o-ok sorry, I guess I should have expected my bf to recognize me.....but I'm sure I'll fool everyone else.....r-right?"

Kanade otonokoji

Kanade likes anything you like, really you could bring her anywhere or do anything with her, and she'd be happy as long as her darling is with her, so when she heard that you liked Halloween, she couldn't be happier to celebrate

Hibiki dragged her, and you trick-or-treating with her (along with her boyfriend) she kinda had fun, especially because she was with you, but she mostly did it to please her sister. She somehow got you all your favorite candies and gave them to you... you have no idea how she got them or how she knew which ones you liked, but you're not complaining

You finished the day by watching a horror movie while cuddled up to each other. You never thought your shy and sweet girlfriend would be into slashers but seeing her happy is really nice

She also carved her own pumpkin. She was somehow really really good at it, even if she says that yours is far more beautiful than whatever she did, you still think hers is better....and she told you this was her first time holding a knife

"Oh darling, your pumpkin is amazing... o-oh no, please don't say that, I'm just an amateur. Mine is nothing compared to yours, my love"

Iroha nijiue

Iroha gets scared very easily by practically anything remotely spooky, so usually she hates Halloween, but you insisted she celebrated with you and promised her that you would keep the scary things away from her, so she agreed

Mikado likes to torment iroha a lot, but especially today, he scares her with his magic literally every time he sees her, so you two try to stay very far away from him

She would prefer not to dress up (definitely not because she was embarrassed that the only costumes she could find that fit her were for children) but she'll help you design your costume if you're making it yourself, painting on it or giving you ideas

Pumpkin carving is actually the main thing she'd like to do, as long as you don't make a spooky one. She's not the best at using a knife, but the pumpkin still comes out really good, which you praise her a lot for. She appreciates that very much.

"H-hey y/n, here, I made the pumpkin, how does it look? O-oh,t-thank you so much, yours looks great too"

Yoruko kabuya

While yoruko does enjoy celebrating on special occasions, she kinda thinks Halloween is a bit of a childish holiday and doesn't give it that much attention, but since you looked so happy about it, there's no harm in celebrating more than usual

She'll make some horror themed drinks for you, and would love it if you helped her bake Halloween sweets like cookies or cupcakes. You two then eat everything you made while watching a horror movie

After a lot of pleading from you , she (kinda reluctantly) dressed up in her witch costume, she blushed a lot when you saw her with it on for the first time and even more when you complimented how beautiful she looked. She really doesn't want anyone except you seeing her like this, and all of the compliments she received made the embarrassment worth it

She won't carve a pumpkin, nor will she help you carve one. She doesn't really see the point, and doesn't want to get her costume dirty, but she will tell you how beautiful the one you made looks

"......j-just so you know, I'm only wearing this, so you stop nagging me. E-eh? You think I look beautiful? Thanks, but.....*sighs* nothing just Thanks......i-i only put it on for you...h-happy Halloween....b-babe"

[yardsards]

i decided to watch the first couple episodes of unicorn warriors eternal and have decided that edred is very much Not Like Taako on the basis of being 1: br*tish 2: attracted to women

but this has not stopped me from seeing more uwe fanart on my dash and assuming it was taz fanart before either reading the tags or seeing emma/melinda there

every time i see that elf from unicorn warriors eternal on my dash, my brain's just like "oh, it's taako from-teevee"

[judesmoonbeauty]

Prince’s Holiday - Chapter 1- Adult Dinner Party Team

Not 100% accurate. Cybird owns everything. Not sure if some one is already translating this or not, but enjoy 😊

The prince of great military power with such grand titles as - The Conqueror Beast, The Worldwide Disaster, The Ever Victorious General - he was in a good mood from start to finish before end of the year.

Gilbert: Now, you clever little rabbit. What will you make for me at the end of this year?

Emma: Yes….a lot of standard fare from Rhodolite. 

Emma: I think Gilbert would be more interested in quantity than quality, so I’m going to make sure it’s easy to make. 

Gilbert: You know me so well.

Gilbert: I’d like to teach that to some prince who sucks at diplomacy. 

Emma: By the way, what brings you to town Prince Gilbert?

Gilbert: You’re doing the shopping for me, so it’s only right that I help you?

Gilbert: I’ll pay the bills and carry the bags. You just worry about the food.

Emma: Well, thank you for your kind words…..

Emma:….huh?

Licht & Yves: Eh.

Luke & Clavis: Hmm.

Gilbert: That’s right. Little rabbit, shall we hold hands?”

Emma: Why did you suddenly put your hand on me? 

Gilbert: Isn’t easy to understand that the Little Rabbit is mine today?

Gilbert: Mmm, your hands are warm.Let’s entwine our fingers too.

Emma: Please don’t do that!

Luke: Hey, Gilbert. Emma doesn’t like it.

Clavis: As a gentleman, I would not overlook a young lady in need.

Emma:….Prince Clavis, why are you holding my hand when you say that?

Clavis: To help you of course.

Clavis: If you let Gilbert see how well we get along, maybe he’ll give up on you?

Yves: What’s going on, Emma? Why do you have Gilbert on your right hand and Clavis on your left….?

Licht: This is a mess.

Emma: Instead of helping, it’s making things more complicated!

Gilbert: It’s true. Clavis, you have touched my rabbit……Do you want to die? 

Clavis: Haha, didn’t your mother ever teach you not to take things that belong to others? 

Yves: What? Emma? Don’t tell me you’re like that with these two?

Emma: No, it’s a misunderstanding! These people are just having fun with their own selfish opinions!

Luke: Look, let’s leave it at that. Everyone in the market is looking at us.

Luke: Here, Emma, come here.

Gilbert & Clavis: Ah.

Emma: Oh, Prince Luke?!

Luke: There you go, high, high. I’m glad they’re off your back.

Emma: We’ll, thank you for that. But, if you pick me up, you’ll get more attention.

Licht: ….You even tamed Luke.

Emma: I’m already dreading tomorrow’s rumors. 

Luke: I mean, Gilbert, why are you even in the market with Emma?

Gilbert: The little rabbit, who loves me very much, is going to give me a dinner party at the end of the year.  Yves: A dinner party…?

Gilbert: That’s right. Everything from appetizers to desserts, will be cooked by her.

Luke: Did you threaten her? 

Gilbert: That’s not true. Right,little rabbit?

Emma: …yes, that’s right.

Yves: I mean it’s easy to see.

Emma: And by the way! Why are you all in the market too?

Yves: Licht and I were talking about having a nice dinner before the year ends, so we came here to buy some groceries. 

Clavis: We’re a lot alike, you know. Luke wants to end the year with a home-cooked meal.

Luke: I wouldn’t say that even if I were dead. Clavis said that he wanted to stop by the market on his way home from official duties. 

Clavis: Don’t be shy. Your brother can hear your heart. 

Luke: If so, go see a doctor right now. 

Gilbert: Ahaha, Rhodolite is filled with people with a lot of free time.

Licht: …So are you.

Gilbert: Well, I won’t stand in your way. 

Gilbert: I’m going to enjoy my dinner alone with the little rabbit. Luke, isn’t time to head back?

Luke: Emma, Gilbert says that, but what do you want to do?

Emma: What are you going to do?

Luke: You’re being threatened aren’t you? I can help you.

Emma: Thank you very much, but it’s ok.

Emma: If world peace depends on my cooking, I cannot run away!

Yves: What resolve!

Clavis: Hmm….thats not good. Entrusting the fate of the world to a single young lady is a breach of a gentleman’s reputation. 

Licht: I have a bad feeling about this.

Clavis: So, don’t you think we should help too?

Clavis: In the first place, a dinner party requires more than just the cook. It’s essential to have servers and entertainers.

Clavis: It would be a terrible thing to put that on Emma alone.

Yves: I’ve never heard of an entertainment role….

Clavis: Gilbert is a special guest of honor. We must offer him unprecedented hospitality.

Gilbert: Hmm? Well, you have a point.

Gilbert: It’s not a bad idea to have a separate service and entertainment, so the little rabbit can focus on cooking. 

Luke: Is that okay?

Clavis: Then it’s settled. The question is who’ll provide the entertainment and who will serve the food.

Licht: I’m going home.

Yves: Wait, Licht! Don’t leave me in this mess!

Clavis: I see. Licht, you’ll be the entertainment.

Licht: I don’t want to die.

Gilbert: Clavis, shouldn’t this be decided by the little rabbit as host of the dinner party?

Emma: But first, one more question.

Gilbert: Oh, did you want it to be just the two of us?

Emma: That’s not what I meant.

Emma: Please move the location….

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[spartanguard]

an important date

it's Friday and it's Colin's birthday....I had to do something!! Just a bit of a post-canon Captain Charming scene, inspired by this prompt: "We both meet at the bar at a birthday party but we don’t even know who’s birthday it is. I think it’s yours, you think it’s mine." 1.1k, rated T | AO3

The Rabbit Hole was…well, the Rabbit Hole—its usual divy self. It wasn’t where Killian would typically expect to find David, least of all on the prince’s birthday.

At least—he thought that’s what Emma had said? She’d all but shoved him out of the station that evening, with the direction to meet her father here for a “birthday drink”. Of the birth dates he’d memorized (and would never forget—Emma’s, Henry’s, Hope’s), he realized he was severely lacking when it came to his in-laws.

But perhaps David’s would be easier to remember, given its proximity to his own. Or, rather, when he thought his own was; the actual date was long since lost to time, realm travel, and changing calendars, and it had been centuries since he’d actually done anything to mark the date, but he remembered it being in spring. 

Really the only fond memory he had of the day was picking fresh wildflowers with his mother, the light scent filling their small house, and the sweet taste of the modest cake she’d baked. When the hyacinth began to bloom in Storybrooke, he was always taken back to that day, and generally used that milestone to mark the passing of his years—but he’d lived enough of them that he needed no extra celebration or recognition.

As it was, the first shoots of spring had only just begun to emerge, so by his math, that put David’s birthday—or whatever today was—a few weeks ahead of his own. Good to know.

He scanned the bar for his mate—squinting a bit harder than he’d like to admit in the dim light (further evidence of the passage of time, he presumed)—almost missing him at the far end of the counter, until David waved at him.

“Evening, mate,” he greeted as he slid onto the barstool next to his father-in-law. “Not your typical scene, eh?” he added, nodding towards the rest of the bar, where all manner of seedy goings-on (well, as much as ever happened in Storybrooke) were happening—things the deputy sheriff should probably be concerned with, but he was off the clock (and had no room to talk).

David shrugged. “I’ve been known to pass the occasional night here—cursed and not cursed. Having royalty around seems to keep things calm.”

“Aye, but you’ve never been here with a pirate,” he winked back, even if it had been ages since he’d anything resembling a rowdy night. The most exciting his had been lately were the times that they managed to get a teething Hope down early enough to squeeze in some intimacy, but he wasn’t going to admit that to Emma’s father.

“No,” David agreed. “But I figured I could manage for one night. To mark the occasion and all.”

“Aye; it does warrant that. My apologies for not knowing the date sooner—happy birthday, Dave.”

But instead of the customary thanks, David just tilted his head at him, brow furrowed in confusion. “Huh?”

Bloody hell—had he misheard Emma? “We’re here to celebrate your day of birth, are we not?”

“No; my birthday is in July—so now I kind of am offended,” David replied, though his tone was light. “Wait—did Emma not tell you?”

“She told me to meet you here for a birthday drink—I assumed that meant it was yours.”

“No, man—it’s yours.”

“Come again?” He’d never so much as commented to anyone, including Emma, the whereabouts of birth date; so how would either of them, least of all David, have known?

David explained, “Remember near the end of her pregnancy, when her magic was kind of overpowered and she was trying to release it?” How could Killian forget? He spent a whole week with blue hair, and trying to keep Pop-Tarts from flying around the house. “Apparently during that, she was trying out a bunch of easy, informational spells; there was one about revealing birthdates. Turned out mine was off by a couple of days. But yeah, she did yours, too; she never mentioned it?”

Killian was momentarily speechless. Not out of betrayal or anything—things were rather chaotic leading up to Hope’s birth, so he didn’t blame Emma for letting it slip her mind—but moreso that it had been able to be determined.

And, despite the last several years being filled with things such as True Love, marriages, and more family than he’d ever imagined having, he was still touched by the idea that anyone cared enough about him to know the date he’d entered this world (or whichever world it was)—and even more that they wanted to acknowledge it. 

“Uh, no,” he said, his voice suddenly thick with emotion. “I seem to recall her pregnancy brain was pretty bad then,” he quipped, hoping to lighten the moment. “So—really? Today?”

“Today,” David confirmed. Killian thought back to the wildflowers—then recalled that he grew up in a far warmer climate than Maine’s, perhaps the reason for his miscalculation.

(Also: he now understood why Emma had woken him with morning sex that day. That was never something he’d question, though—and also something he wouldn’t dare mention in present company.)

The barkeep then set two glasses of amber liquid in front of David. He slid one across the worn wood to Killian, then raised his own. “Happy birthday, Killian. To the best son-in-law—best friend—a man could ask for.”

Killian clinked his glass against David’s and quickly took a sip, hoping it might wash down the lump that had formed in his throat. Alas, it didn’t—but at least it was there with good reason. “Thank you, mate; and, uh, the feeling is mutual.” It wasn’t often words escaped him, so hopefully his father-in-law picked up on the weight of the emotion in his voice; he tried to find David’s eyes, but was overcome with an odd bashfulness he hadn’t felt since youth.

David just gave a gentle chuckle and a solid, brotherly thump on the shoulder, before attempting to down his own shot of rum—which brought on laughter of a different kind, but it broke the bit of tension. 

They shared another drink after (whiskey; far more palatable to the prince), before leaving to their respective princesses—and sharing perhaps a stronger embrace than Killian had originally intended, but it was certainly called for. 

As sweet as his memories from childhood were, it was nice to add this one to the collection of birthday remembrances—the first in so long. (And, as he eventually found, not the last—not by a long shot—in the many years to come.)

(However, he still refused, in all those celebrations, to tell David the way Emma preferred to mark the occasion.)

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Okay, okay, hear me out:

Spy x Family AU, except Marinette is Loid & Adrien is Yor.

Marinette & Loid both have this alternate self that is very calculative & has the urge to plan out every possible outcome of a situation so they're not caught off guard. Not to mention that both of them have this very strong sense of justice and, each in their own way, are trying to make the world around them a better & safer place. However, both of them also have this other side that is gentle and kind and, essentially, a softy (though this shows more in Marinette bc, well, she hasn't been through the things Loid has been).

Then we have Adrien, who, like Yor, is outwardly sweet & cheerful and doesn't have a clue what to do with Life (TM). But he also has a dark & deadly side, which makes him absolutely consider dirtying his hands if he thought he was protecting the ppl he loves (*cough* derrision *cough*). I can totally see him become an assassin if it was the only thing he could do to protect his loved ones & bring food to the table, esp if he was taught to do that from a young age.

Also, some of my other headcanons for this AU (and pls beware of possible spoilers for sxf if u aren't caught up or want to watch):

- Emma would be Anya, obv, and like Anya, she has telepathic powers and can read her parents' minds. (Side note: I was considering making Emma a creation of the peacock miraculous & for that to be the reason she has her telepathy powers, but then I realized the miraculous existing in this AU might not make much sense, so I'm putting it on the backburner. If anybody wants to explore that, though, be my guest!)

- The plushy u see in Emma's hands in my drawing is Tikki, which is the equivalent of Mr. Chimera in the anime (however, alternatively, The Handler could be Tikki & in turn, The Shopkeeper could be Plagg. But going with my initial idea...)

- The cat in the picture, then, would be Plagg, who is the equivalent of Bond. However, unlike Bond, Plagg is a little shit & he knows it & therefore gives Marinette a lot of grief. But he's very cute when he wants to be, and Emma is very set on keeping him, so Marinette resorts to silent psychological warfare with him. Surprisingly, Plagg is pretty chill when it comes to Adrien to everyone's surprise.

- Just like Bond, Plagg also has psychic powers. However, I can just see him hissing in annoyance everytime a vision pops up. :D

- Adrien is secretly an assassin who exterminates traitors with his special dagger(s) that he calls 'Cataclysm'.

- Marinette is a spy who is tasked with getting close to her target, Chloe Bourgeois. She has a customized gun that she prefers to use that she calls her 'lucky charm'.

- Also, the same as the anime, Marinette's agent name is 'Ladybug' & Adrien's is 'Chat Noir'.

- Chloe is Marinette's target (I know Desmond & Gabriel are crazy similar, but I think it'd be pretty weird to have Gabe & Adrien in the same universe & for them to not be related).

- Chloe has 2 children: a twin son & daughter who r attending the same prestigious school. The daughter (which I haven't chosen a name for) is the equivalent of Becky & the son (which I also don't know the name of) is the equivalent of Damian.

- Chloe's daughter lives with her father (who I imagine is Luka bc it's a guilty ship of mine, but eh), but she also pays for her child support and education, so her daughter was raised like a princess and therefore has the same princess tendencies as Becky.

- Chloe's son is still pretty much the same as Damian, so not much to add there. (Yes, exactly like Damian. If you know, you know :) )

- Lastly, I will leave you with this out of pocket notion: Felix as Yuri and Kagami as Fiona (and yes, I very much ship them, even in this AU :) )

Here are the individual characters separately as a treat for making it till here!

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Can’t Control My Mind

a/n: I’m letting you all know right now this is going to have a few parts to it so if you do like it don’t fret it won’t end here.

Matthew had always been a pain in your butt and that part that had sucked the most about that growing up was the stupid little crush you had on him for years but he had always treated you like a little sister. You were sure it could have been worse. You and Brady had been best friends for as long as you could remember and you had gone through every major life change with him. You had also played wingman for him and introduced Emma to him who was now his fiancé.

Even though you had gone off to college and both brothers had gone on with their careers you still got to see Brady and Emma pretty often and remained close to them. Matthew on the other hand it was pretty rare that you were around him. Except for this upcoming week where you all would be together because of the wedding. Not only were you both going to be there but you both played pretty important roles in the wedding party. 

You didn’t have much time to mentally prepare for the trip and at least your childhood crush on him has gone but still you knew Matthew and you knew his arrogance would probably get on your nerve. Or maybe this was you assuming, again you didn’t get to see him often but from what you saw in the media he was pretty arrogant especially after the season he had. You would be flying out with Brady, Emma, Matthew, and their parents.

Sitting in your seat you tried your best to not groan at the fact that Matthew would be sitting next to you the whole trip. It was just a few hours. A few long hours. But you had really hoped to be next to Emma. “Guess we’ll be stuck together for a little while.” Matthew grinned.

Matthew P.O.V

It had been way too long since Matthew had last seen his brothers best friend. Of course he saw the social media posts and every once in a while when he would get the chance to go back home would see her here and there but since she had grown up and gone to college he hadn’t the chance to really talk to her and wow was she attractive. No more awkward teenage phase that was for sure.

“I can’t believe you didn’t come out to any of my games with Brady, kind of rude of you.” He definitely meant it in a teasing way although maybe he wasn’t all joking about wanting her there. “Eh, my favorite brother wasn’t playing.” She shrugged and Matthew couldn’t keep the amused look off his face. This would definitely be a fun plane ride and he had no intentions of staying quiet and watching a movie. Although from the looks of it she was planning on reading a book.

“You’re not going to even try to entertain me?” Maybe he could be a little insufferable and the sigh that left her lips confirmed that but she did close the book so it clearly worked. “You know teenage you would always find a reason to talk to me.” Which was very much the truth but with being the older brother the last thing he wanted to do was hang out with his younger siblings and their friends. “Yeah, back when I had a massive crush but not anymore.”

An amused laugh left his lips. “Please, you’re telling me if I tried to kiss you right now you wouldn’t be down?” Immediately she shook her head no but there was a slight tinge of pink on her cheeks. “Absolutely not.” But the words came out a little unsure. Or maybe she did mean it but he would definitely be testing out the water this week. At that exact moment Brady chose to come over. “You’re not being annoying are you?”

“Oh no, I’m just asking your best friend over here if she still has a huge crush on me.” Brady scrunched his nose like that was the grossest thing he had heard which in his eyes he had never understood any girl who had a crush on his brother but much less his best friend having one.

Readers P.O.V

You definitely had your hands full this week. With the way Matthew had been teasing you too so far was just a sneak peek of the week to come you were sure. Plus you had a very good feeling that before the week was done if this teasing kept on you would probably end up kissing him at some point but you would not give Matthew the satisfaction of knowing that okay maybe even after all this time he was still significantly more attractive than most boys you had met. “I’m going to take a nap just so I don’t have to deal with you.” You told him, a grin on your lips. “Oh feel free to use me as your pillow, I’ve heard I’m quite comfortable.”

[nightghoul381]

Melted by Aphrodisiac on this Night ～Fallen, Disheveled, Loved Keith Howell Premium End

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Keith: ���Let’s give in to each other’s curiosity and have some fun, shall we? Emma.”

Keith opened the small bottle and drank it without hesitation.

(Eh, why…)

When I narrowed my eyes in surprise, Keith grabs my chin.

I had a bad feeling and tried to run away, but the hand around my waist didn’t let me, and the moment I saw his handsome face approaching me, I braced myself—

Emma: “Ngh…!?”

For some reason it was violently cut off.

I saw Keith with his hand over his mouth, frozen in place…

From his gently flickering eyes, it was obvious that he had been replaced by the kinder man.

Emma: “Keith, spit it out—”

Keith: “Ah…”

Emma: “Eh…?”

Keith: “…I drank it.”

Emma / Keith: “……”

It became silent—Keith hurriedly stood up to break the tension.

His eyes are swimming even more than they were before.

Emma: “Keith… are you alright? You drank all of it.”

Keith: “I’m alright. I feel nothing. Nothing at all. Perfectly normal.”

(As I say this, I feel like my face is turning red.)

Keith: “However, I don’t know how effecting this aphrodisiac is either, so I’ll excuse myself for tonight.”

Keith: “I’ll be okay. I’m used to poison, so I’m sure it won’t have that much of an effect on me.”

(Even if that is the case, I’m still concerned.)

Keith: “Well then, good night, Emma.”

As Keith turned his back to leave the room as usual, I instinctively reached out my hand.

Emma: “Keith, wait—”

Keith: “Ngh, agh……”

Emma / Keith: “……”

(Just now… was that Keith’s voice?)

The sweet, lewd voice makes my heart race, knowing I’ve heard something I shouldn’t have.

I felt Keith’s hand that I was holding suddenly become hot.

Keith: “That…”

Keith: “I’ve polluted your ears with my weird weed voice, sorry!”

Emma: “K-Keith, please wait…!”

Keith shook off my hand and ran out of the room.

(I can’t believe I can’t see Keith anymore! But I’m sure he’s headed for his room.)

I run down the quiet hallway.

(Mean Keith tried to give me the aphrodisiac, so he came to the front.)

It seems that it was because of this that the kind Keith accidentally drank it.

(I know that if I go to Keith now, I’ll embarrass him even more.)

(But…)

I had experienced the effects of the aphrodisiac candy just a litte.

Considering that what happened to Keith is much more than that, I can’t pretend I don’t know.

(If there’s something I can do…)

I arrive at Keith’s room and knock several times. No answer.

While apologizing in my heart, I inserted the key that Keith had given to me right after I came to Jade, into the keyhole.

When I opened the door timidly…

Keith was cowering in the corner of a dark, unlit room, hugging his knees.

Emma: “Keith.”

Keith: “Hang on, Emma. Don’t come any closer.”

An outstretched hand stops me.

Keith: “Five seconds…in that time I want you to run away. If I touch you now, I’ll definitely crush you.”

Emma: “….ngh.”

The eyes peeking out from behind his messy bangs seemed glazed, and his shoulders were rising and falling in pain.

Keith: “I’m glad you didn’t…drink it.”

The way he smiled and looked like he didn’t want to worry me made my heart tighten.

(I should be angry because I’m the one who caused this to happen.)

(How kind is Keith?)

Emma: “I can’t leave you to suffer, Keith.”

I moved my feet and crouched down next to Keith.

When I put my hand on top of the one holding his knee, his whole body trembled.

Emma: “Besides, I’m the one who created this situation. That’s why…”

I desperately suppress the shame that wells up in me and touch Keith’s cheek.

Emma: “Let me take responsibility.”

Keith: “R-Responsibility?”

Keith: “Eh, Emma, wait, no—ngh”

Emma: “Nn...”

I covered his lips, remembering the kisses that Keith always gave me.

I drop light kisses over and over again, just touching, and then gently trace my lips with my tongue.

Emma: “Nnngh…”

(Keith’s tongue is hot…)

Keith’s shoulders tremble as he clumsily twines our tongues, occasionally leaving a gentle bite.

He grabbed my arm as if to wait for me, but the grip was weak,

It looked like he was clinging to me and while I didn’t think that was a good idea, I also found it a little cute.

Keith: “Emma… ngh, wait.”

Emma: “It feels good, doesn’t it?”

Keith: “Don’t ask me that…ngh, it’s too mean.”

Emma: “I’m sorry. But if it makes you feel better, I want to do my best.”

Keith: “But you don’t have to try so hard… if you do, you’re going to end up in over your head.”

Keith: “If I continue like this, I’ll do terrible things to you.”

I give another kiss to Keith, who is desperately fighting against reason.

Emma: “It’s okay. I don’t mind you doing terrible things to me.”

Emma: “I want to see Keith messed up like this.”

Keith: “……”

My eyes widened along with Keiths at the words that spilled out of my mouth.

(I don’t know why I’m saying such embarrassing things.)

As if to hide my hot cheeks, I run my hands over Keith’s shirt and undo the buttons one by one.

I traced his toned body and brushed my lips over his neck and shoulders.

(Keith’s heart is pounding so hard.)

The hot breath spilling from his lips, his eyebrows drawn together as if he was holding back, his chest rising and falling, everything feels terribly agitated.

Keith: “Ngh….Emma, you’re doing that on purpose.”

Emma: “Eh?”

Keith: “You’re trying to make me make weird sounds….ngh, with how you’re touching me.”

Emma: “…I remembered the voice I heard in the room…”

Keith: “Forget that….aaghh…”

(Ah…)

The corners of my mouth quirk up at the faint sound of a sweet voice.

Keith noticed this, lowered his eyebrows, and made a sullen face.

Keith: “Ngh, Emma’s mean…”

Emma: “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again.”

(…but it was so cute.)

(Do you always feel like this, Keith?)

The sight of my lover reacting every time I touch him makes my love swell almost painfully.

(Next…)

I slowly lowered the hand that was touching his skin and traced the white bottoms without thinking.

At that moment, my hand suddenly stopped.

(…hang on.)

(Taking responsibility now means I’ll have to do it from now on as well.)

(Keith always treats me well. From now on…)

In my head, the nights I had spent with Keith played through my mind.

I realized it too late, and my whole body became so hot that I felt like I was going to collapse.

(Ah…what should I do? Maybe I can’t do it.)

Emma: “…Keith…”

I look at Keith as if to ask for help.

That wasn’t right.

Emma: “Nnghh…!?”

Suddenly, I’m picked up and rolled over onto his bed.

I didn’t have time to be surprised when a large body covered mine…

Keith: “Emma, you said I could, so it’s fine.”

Emma: “What is…?”

Keith: “You said I could do terrible things.”

Keith: “Can I see you getting worked up at my inability to be nice?”

Looking down, Keith had the face of a greedy, starving beast, without a trace of kindness.

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Xeno Main Story: Chapter 5

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After getting ready, Xeno-san and I headed for the event venue. 

…

(This is the first time in my entire life I’m attending a party on a ship. Everything looks super luxurious…!) 

The other attendees were also celebrities. 

(That’s the lead actor of “Strange Game”, and that person over there is a famous industrialist who often appears on TV.)

(As expected of a big-shot director… he’s able to invite so many celebrities to his party.) 

The venue of the premiere event felt like a new world to me, but this place was filled with a different kind of splendour.

(It’s like I got transported into a movie. I feel like this isn’t somewhere I should be…) 

I was so nervous, my legs turned to jelly. 

Xeno: Oi, pull yourself together. 

Rina: P-pardon me, but this is my first time being in a place like this… 

Xeno: You’re here together with me, so is there a need for you to be this afraid? 

Xeno-san said firmly while looking into my eyes. 

Xeno: As a staff member and my escort… your only focus should be on doing your job well. Do you understand, Kawanaga? 

Rina: Eh!? 

Xeno: What? Why do you look so shocked? 

Rina: Because you just called me by my name…! 

(All this time, he’s only been calling me Aegis.) 

Xeno: Of course I did. You’re here as a staff member from the main office. 

Xeno: I can’t say the company name Aegis Public Holdings in this setting. 

Rina: I- I see. 

Even though he merely did that out of necessity, it made me happy for some reason.

(He still remembers my name…) 

Xeno: Anyway, don’t think about anything unnecessary. Just remain by my side and behave. 

Rina: Okay, I understand. 

… That was how I gathered my resolve and pulled myself together. 

Xeno-san and I walked towards the party’s host, Director Smith. 

Director Smith: Hey there, Xeno! You came! 

Director Smith was all smiles and spoke in fluent Japanese. 

Xeno: It’s my honour to receive your invite. 

Director Smith: We’ve only met once at the event venue, but I just knew I had to have a nice chat with you no matter what! 

Director Smith: I love Japan and have mastered the Japanese language, so feel free to be casual with me! Hahaha! 

Xeno: Then I shall. 

Xeno-san maintained his usual calm demeanour towards the boisterous and extremely enthusiastic director. 

(He’s able to remain this calm despite interacting with such a famous director…) 

Male Invitee 1: I’m looking forward to hearing the series’ theme song. 

Female Invitee 1: I wasn’t expecting to meet you here at all. I’m going to brag about this to all my friends! 

Male Invitee 2: To think you were able to engage exe Creed for your work. Impressive, Director. 

Female Invitee 2: Xeno-san, please shake my hand. I’m a big fan! 

(Wow, that’s a lot of people gathered around Xeno-san and the director.) 

All the celebrities wanted to chat with Xeno-san. 

(As one would expect from a member of a globally renowned idol group…) 

Amidst the crowd,  a foreign woman approached. 

(She’s so pretty. I’m guessing we’re about the same age?) 

???: About time you introduced me to him, Papa! 

Director Smith: Right. Xeno, this is my daughter Emma. She’s a huge fan of yours. 

Emma: Nice to meet you, Xeno! 

Xeno: It’s nice to meet you. … Your Japanese speaking skills are very good too. 

Emma: I learnt it just for you! 

She had always dreamed of meeting Xeno-san someday, and so she desperately studied the Japanese language. 

Director Smith: It was my first time seeing my daughter working that hard, you know? 

Emma: That’s how amazing he is to me! Seeing Xeno physically standing before me feels like a dream! 

Emma: I went to see you on your recent tour too! It was truly wonderful! 

Xeno: Thank you.

Xeno-san’s face remained expressionless as he gave a non-committal answer. 

Even so, Emma-san didn’t seem to mind. Instead, her face turned red with joy. 

(She really is a fan…) 

Emma: Hey, by the way— 

She cast a glance in my direction. 

Emma: … Who’s that girl behind you?

… Maybe it was just me, but her tone sounded rather cold. 

(Am I being watched?) 

Director Smith: She’s a beautiful young lady. Is she your girlfriend, Xeno? 

Xeno: No, she’s only a staff member from the main office. She’s accompanying me for today. … Right, Kawanaga? 

Rina: Y-yes. Thank you very much for the invite. 

I hastily bowed my head. 

Emma: Hmm… 

Emma-san’s eyes continued staring at me with an evaluating look. 

(Ughh, this is uncomfortable.) 

… But this might be an unavoidable situation. 

(Since she’s a fan of Xeno-san, she’d feel bothered by the presence of a woman by her idol’s side, even if the woman was a staff member.) 

Emma-san is the director’s daughter, it’ll cause trouble if I were to offend her.

(I can only be quiet and bear with it.) 

Emma: … She’s kind of an eyesore. But, oh well, it’s fine if she’s just a mere ordinary staff member. 

Emma: I’m really super thankful you could come today, Xeno. 

Xeno: Don’t mention it… 

Emma: While I did hear that Papa invited you to the party, I was sceptical about whether you would really attend. 

Emma: exe Creed must be very busy. 

Director Smith: Hahaha, he did reject the invitation due to being busy with work at first. But I’m glad he still came in the end. 

(… That sounds kind of thoughtless. Clearly, it was difficult for Xeno-san to take some time out of his hectic schedule for this.)

Director Smith: You really are so popular. I’ve seen Emma’s crazy passion for you, but I honestly have never thought it was to this extent. 

Emma: That’s because you only listen to old records, Papa. You’re not familiar with the latest music. 

Xeno: Is that so? 

Director Smith: I don’t know the details, I only know that you guys are the idol group Emma likes. 

Director Smith: But I heard about the large amounts of praise given to you by the general public around the world. I thought it’d surely become a hot topic if I had you guys sing the drama series’ theme song. 

Director Smith: And like I mentioned earlier on, I’ve always loved Japan. 

Director Smith: If there’s any Japanese artiste working hard on the world stage, I absolutely must support them.

Director Smith: That’s why I offered you the opportunity to sing the theme song this time. I hope you’ll do your best. 

Xeno: Yes, I’ll perform to the best of my ability. 

Director Smith: Please don’t fall below my expectations! Hahaha

Xeno-san looked indifferent as the director gave a satisfied nod. 

… But I can’t seem to get over what he just said. 

(Because his daughter is a fan. Because they’re popular. Because they're Japanese artistes…) 

(Are those his reasons for engaging exe Creed? That’s to say, does the director himself have no interest in them?) 

My pent-up feelings were growing heavier. 

(… I get it now. I finally get why the director was so hell-bent on having Xeno-san attend this party.) 

(It’s not just his overbearing personality. He looks down on exe Creed.) 

(Anyone who knows what kind of group exe Creed is would never utter such nonsense.) 

I stole a peep at Xeno-san. 

Xeno: … [poker face]

Although there was no way he wouldn’t figure out what the director was driving at, his facial expression showed no sign of anger or restlessness.

I didn’t know what he was thinking.

(Xeno-san’s calm about this I guess…)

An image of him working late into the night emerged in my mind. 

(He only cares about the results… he doesn’t know how amazing and charming exe Creed are, and he’s getting in the way of Xeno-san’s hard work.) 

Rina: … Those words… 

A flame kindled in the depths of my heart, I could no longer hold myself back and took a step forward. 

Xeno: …? What’s wrong, Kawanaga?

Rina: Director Smith… exe Creed’s capabilities go far beyond your imagination. 

… By the time I realised it, the words had already escaped my mouth. 

Rina: They won’t fall below your expectations. Instead, they’ll definitely give you results that greatly surpass them. 

The director, Emma-san, and Xeno-san looked at me in shock. 

Xeno: What are you—  don’t say anything unnecessary. 

Rina: I know. But… please let me say it. 

Rina: Letting people know about exe Creed’s charms is also part of my job as a staff member. 

Xeno: … Your job, huh. 

(I want them to properly get to know exe Creed, because they’re genuinely that amazing.) 

With that sentiment in mind, I stood before the directors present. 

Rina: exe Creed isn’t trapped in this box called Japan. They actively perform on stages beyond the borders, and their talents are acknowledged on a global scale. 

Rina: This is proven by their position in the worldwide charts and the great success of their recent tour. 

Director Smith: Hm… I’ve indeed heard good reviews about them. 

Rina: That’s right. exe Creed has captivated hearts all around the world, and Emma-san is one of those who were charmed. 

Emma: Y-yeah. exe Creed is the best. They’re always showing us cool and flawless stages…

Rina: Yes, they’re always perfect. This is because as professionals, they treat every gig with the highest level of sincerity. 

This was like when I gave my presentation at the company… except that my words are coming out more smoothly than back then. 

(I’m not one of exe Creed’s fans.) 

However, through doing my research on them, I knew of the many ways they’ve challenged the norms. 

(They’re all very amazing individuals… so why do they lack of a human-like feel?) 

(That’s because they’re too perfect. So perfect, it’s scary at first.) 

exe Creed was overly perfect and gave people the impression that they lacked humanity. 

Especially Xeno-san, who was the most robotic of them all and was as cold as ice. 

Xeno: … [poker face, not upset]

I glanced briefly at Xeno-san to see him staring silently at me. 

The reason why he let me state my honest opinion was definitely because he knew I was being dead serious. 

(I once found it unbelievable that someone who lacks humanity like him could be so attractive, however talented he may be.) 

(… But after watching Xeno-san, I’m starting to understand.) 

That was surely because Xeno-san was more sincere about his work than anyone else. 

Everyone knew of his overwhelming sincerity. 

Rina: Xeno-san is one of the best vocalists in exe Creed, he’s also an outstanding stage director and performer. 

Rina: Once he’s promised to get something done, he’ll absolutely have it done completely flawless.

Rina: THIS is exe Creed. Their song will, without a doubt, take “Strange Game” to greater heights. 

Rina: They’ll greatly surpass your expectations of them and show you results beyond imaginable!

Clenching my fists, I spoke from the bottom of my heart. 

… I came back to my senses and realised that the director, Emma-san, and everyone else around had their eyes fixed onto me. 

Xeno: Kawanaga…

(… I might’ve gone too far. It was preposterous of me to give my opinion to a director who’s a giant in the industry.) 

Now that things had come to this, I was breaking out in cold sweat… but I had no regrets. 

Director Smith: Hm, I see. So exe Creed is that impressive, huh. 

Director Smith: Perhaps you were right that I didn’t quite understand exe Creed’s capabilities. 

Rather than furious, the director looked more amused. 

Director Smith: In that case… I want to hear Xeno’s voice that has captivated the entire world. 

Rina: Eh!?

Xeno: You want me to sing… here?

Director Smith: Yeah. That way, I can understand what she said too. Come, sing for me, Xeno! 

Rina: P-please hang on a second. He’s still a professional artiste after all…! 

(What is he talking about all of a sudden? This is too much!) 

Male Invitee 1: Is he going to sing!? 

Female Invitee 1: How wonderful to have a chance to hear Xeno’s singing! 

(Ahh, everyone around us is getting excited. What should I do? All because I ran my mouth, now Xeno-san has to…!) 

Xeno: Understood. 

Xeno-san responded calmly, paying no mind to my panicking and the excitement around us. 

He then walked to the middle of the deck and stood at the centre of the crowd… 

(Xeno-san…!) 

[itsukismoon]

“Grand Finale” Special talk (Emilio)

Inside the carriage that had just started moving-

I sat close to Emilio as I looked out the window.

Emilio: How was it? Meeting my parents, I mean.

Emma: I thought they were very kind and wonderful people. They were nice to me even though it was the first time we met...

Emilio: I see, I'm glad you thought so.

Emilio: Honestly, I thought they would disapprove of the wedding-

Emma: Eh, why?

Emilio: I thought they would say something like "Cyrus is the heir, and he's not married yet..."

Emilio: But that was a completely unfounded worry.

Emilio: I never thought they'd let us use the villa where we stayed together before… (TN: reference to a previous event)

Emma: Hehe, they said they wanted me to stay over but that it would be awkward if I stayed at my future in-laws' house. I think they are really kind parents.

Emilio once attended a birthday party for a certain nobleman as his father's representative.

I accompanied him as his partner and stayed at his parents' villa.

Emilio: We only lived together for a short time back then, but-

Emilio: From now on, that will be our daily life.

Emma: ...Yes. We're really getting married, aren't we.

Emilio: I won’t let you back down now.

Emilio: I'm grateful to my parents for raising me and Cyrus without any discrimination, even though we're not related by blood...

Emilio: I'll marry you and I’ll build myself a whole new family-

Emilio: After all, that is something so dear to me.

Emma: Hehe, yes. I won't say no.

Emma: Me and you will be united in one… and our future shall forever be joyful.

Emilio: ...I'm already so happy, it's almost scary.

He gently grabbed my chin and our lips met. The hasty kiss was deepened in an instant.

Emma: ...Hmm, it hurts...

Emilio: …I'm sorry. The mere idea of being able to marry you is intoxicating to me.

Emilio: I want you right now...

Emma: But we’re in the carriage…!!

Emilio: Yeahー I know.

Emilio: I'll hold off until we get to the villa... just a little longer.

Soon, our lips met again.

I gave myself over to the joy of being desired.

[queenshelby]

The Fourth Season (Part 12)

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Age Gap (20 Years), Fluff, Angst, Sexual Tension

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The next week in summary…

Being your first week apart from each other since commencing filming of Season Four, it felt strange to be on your own, day in and day out. Even your bed felt empty now especially since, right before your departure, you had secretly shared most nights with Cillian in his apartment.

Of course, Emma and your family were with you now but this was not the same nor was it enough for you as, for some reason, you missed Cillian’s company terribly and it was almost like you had suddenly become dependent upon him.

You were usually quite happy to be on your own and did not need a man to look after you. Even with James, throughout the years, you did not feel like this. You never really missed him, but with Cillian it was different. You missed his jokes, your conversations, listening to his voice, his scent, his kisses and his touch.

His touch though was certainly the one thing you missed the most. You loved being intimate with him and you were certainly ready to take your relationship to the next level.

Your POV

Your first day in Cork was also the day of your grandmother’s funeral and, not surprisingly, you were saddened and felt miserable that day.

Cillian had contacted you a few times throughout the day, seeing how you were feeling and telling you, during his breaks, that he was thinking about you.

He told you that he wished that he could be there for you, comfort you and, when you texted him back, telling him that you missed him, he told you that he missed you too. According to him, nothing felt the same without you and he could not wait to see you again in Dublin in seven days’ time.

Your parents, unfortunately, quickly caught wind of the text messages going back and forwards between you and the fact that notifications came up on your phone as “Cillian Murphy” made your father rather angry.

“Why does this man keep texting you?” he asked around midday just after you had arrived at the dining hall of the congregation. The funeral took place that same morning and it was now time to mourn and eat, which you always thought was some kind of awkward combination. Food and tears, sadness and appetite, and you were not even hungry.

“What are you talking about?” you asked your father while your brother and Emma were listening in. Of course, only Emma knew about your secret relationship with Cillian, but your brother certainly became suspicious now that Cillian had been texting you all day.

“I have seen at least six text message pop up on your phone. They were all from him. You are on holidays and he knows that, right? He should not keep bothering you with work” your father then exclaimed furiously, almost causing Emma to break out in laughter. If your father knew what she knew, he would probably explode right there in front of you.

“He is just being nice dad. He knows about granny’s passing and is sending his condolences” you told him, not yet knowing that your father knew Cillian from school. The way he reacted though made you wonder why he cared so much about the contact you kept with a fellow cast member and whether he knew something more than he let on.

“Well, you should put your phone away now Y/N. Be respectful” your father then lectured you and you rolled your eyes but complied with his request nonetheless.

You sent one final message to Cillian, telling him that you would be in touch later that night and wishing him a pleasant and easy day on set.

“Will do. I will call you tonight. Love you x” was what he then sent back and, just as you opened this final text message from him, your brother looked over your shoulder. He was intrigued but not really surprised.

“Fuck, Cillian Murphy loves you, eh?” he said almost immediately before breaking out in a childish giggle.

“Oh my god, please! Stop spying on me” you told him with blushing red cheeks.

“Dad will kill you if he finds out that you are seeing him. He is like twice your age” your brother then said without thinking to mention the fact that your father had a connection to Cillian. He simply assumed that you knew and were thus simply being rebellious and cheeky. Perhaps it was the forbidden that turned you on or perhaps it was just bad luck.

“You won’t tell him though, will you?” you asked nervously nonetheless and your brother shook his head.

“God no. You don’t tell him my secrets, so why would I tell him yours?” your brother then said before making you follow him to the buffet which is where, much to your surprise, you saw four familiar faces.

James, his sister (who had tried to hit on Cillian when visiting the set) and their parents were there as well and, despite your dislike for James’ parents, they greeted you with open arms.

They offered their condolences and congratulated you on your role in Peaky Blinders. According to them, you were doing well and this, for some reason, they did not expect. They had always expected you to marry their son and have children soon, thereby giving into their demands but none of this was ever on your agenda. You were too young to have children and wanted to focus on something you loved.

“Of course she is doing well. She is fucking talented” Emma then blurted out, causing them both to furrow their eyebrows and your brother to laugh.

“I am sure she is. Anthony Barnes seems to be rather impressed by her performance” James’s father then said before asking you whether you knew that, for Season Four, his company was a major financial sponsor.

Between the BBC, Caryn Mandabach’s company and Netflix, the show did not receive enough funding following an increase in spendings during Season Three, hence the reason his company invested $3,000,000 towards the production, in turn of which James was given a role in Season Four and the family business was given the merchandising rights.

“I am aware” you said before having been advised that, the fact that you were casted, was pure luck which, of course, was a comment that bothered you.

“Luck you say?” you asked before your brother interrupted.  

“I think my sister was casted on merit. She auditioned and got the role fair and square” your brother argued before, finally, your father stepped in and ended this conversation.

“I think we can agree to disagree. This is a funeral and we should be respectful to one another, yes?” he said before asking James’s father how he was. Your father had always pandered to James’s parents and the way your brother spoke to them so truthfully did not sit well with him.

In the end though, the conversation came to a natural end following your father’s interruption and you felt as though you needed some fresh air after all this awkwardness inside.

“Would you excuse me please” you thus told the group who was now talking about religious believes and even Emma knew to give you some space rather than to safe herself from this nonsense.

James, on the other hand, did not and followed you outside.

***

“James, please, I just need a moment to myself” you said as soon as you saw him behind you but he pulled you aside and smiled.

“I just wanted to tell you that I am really sorry Y/N” he told you while handing you his handkerchief.

“Please, I don’t want to talk about us today. If this is…” you began to say while wiping away your tears.

“No. Shit. This is not about us” James interrupted you. “I am sorry about your grandmother’s passing. I know how close you were to her and, if you need anything, even if it is just a shoulder to cry on, I will be here for you” James then offered before giving you a very gentle and tentative hug, which was a gesture you appreciated and did not think anything about.

“Thank you James. That’s good to know” you told him before smiling through your tears.

“You are most welcome Y/N” he then told you before, all so suddenly, pulling you in for a kiss.

Your lips touched for a split second and it took you at least three times as long to comprehend what was happening.

“Oh my god James. What the fuck” you spat after quickly pushing him away and wiping off his saliva.

“I thought that…” James began to say ignorantly before you interrupted him.

“You thought that you could kiss me? Right fucking now while I am grieving?” you asked, shaking your head, before telling him how appalled you were by him using your vulnerability like this.

“I still love you Y/N” he told you in response while trying to reach for your hands and you chuckled.

“We are done. I told you that many times” you reminded him and this was when he asked you whether you were seeing someone else which, of course, was an answer you should have declined to answer. But, you could not. You just wanted him to back off and leave you alone.

“Yes James. I am seeing someone else” you thus told him sternly.

“Who is he?” he asked almost angrily but you simply chuckled again and shook your head in disbelieve.

“That is none of your business” you told him before, finally, storming off and walking back inside.

Cillian’s POV

On the same day, which was also Cillian’s second last day on set before his scheduled return to Dublin for a one-week break with his kids, Cillian too had to deal with some unwanted and unsolicited attention from his assistant Lorraine who, clearly, had taken a liking in him ever since starting her role.

Unlike some other women on set, she was becoming rather difficult for Cillian to deal with and it was at around 3 o’clock in the afternoon that she took her liking for him to the next level.

As so often, she walked in on him as he was getting changed in his trailer and startled him.

“Please knock” Cillian reminded her before pulling a t-shirt over his head and Lorraine nodded reluctantly.

“I am sorry Cillian. I forgot” she told him before handing him a cup of coffee, which she had just fetched from the cafeteria.

“Thanks” Cillian said politely as he took the cup from her hands and, just as he did, she smiled.

“You are welcome. I thought you might need a pick-me-up” she said before, somewhat seductively, biting her lower lip.

“Right, yes” he chuckled, although, to him, these kinds of advances were becoming rather annoying and bothersome. Cillian knew that he needed to address it, but did not feel the need to have an argument about it.

“Lorraine, can we talk for a minute please” he said nonetheless, knowing that it would be for the better while, unbeknownst to him, Lorraine expected the conversation to go somewhere else entirely.

With that , she nodded and stepped closer towards Cillian who, by this point, was somewhat confused.

“I have the feeling that you like me a little more than you should, and…” Cillian began to say while backing away from her until his back hit the corner of the kitchenette bench.

“I do and I hope that you like me too” Lorraine interrupted before, all so suddenly, using the same move James had used on you just hours earlier.

She leaned in and kissed him for a split second before Cillian pushed her away gently.

“Lorraine, I don’t feel that way about you and perhaps we need to consider getting you to work for someone else as this has become rather uncomfortable for me” Cillian then told her honestly which, in the end, caused her to leave the trailer shortly thereafter.

YOUR POV

It was later that day, when you were at home and were slightly tipsy following a little too much to drink at the wake. Cillian had just finished on set and you called him from your room after he had texted you, letting you know that he was available to talk. Emma was in the living room, giving you some privacy and your parents were busy preparing dinner.

“You won’t believe what happened today” was the first thing you mentioned to him before telling Cillian about the incident with James which, for some reason, distracted you from the fact that your grandmother had passed on. It was not a pleasant distraction but it was better than nothing and Cillian knew not to drill you with questions about the burial and the wake, which too was a fact you appreciated.

Thus, instead of talking about your grandmother’s passing, you spoke about James and, eventually, Cillian even told you about Lorraine.

“I actually had a very similar incident on set today” Cillian joked after you made fun of James and you knew that it must have been Lorraine who made an advance towards him.

It was an assumption you then voiced and which Cillian confirmed. It was a matter of time and, when Cillian informed you that she would be assigned to someone else after he got back from Dublin, you felt some relief.

“Oh god, I hope it isn’t me. I don’t want to work with her now that I know that she kissed you” you laughed, causing Cillian to chuckle before telling you that it would be funny if she was assigned to James instead as, in his mind, their attitudes were quite similar.

“Is she a good kisser at least?” you then teased Cillian after discussing the incident for a while, but he simply laughed it off.

“The kiss didn’t take long enough for me to find out but I doubt that she could compete with you babe” Cillian told you jokingly, following which you whispered something naughty in to the phone.

“Probably not. You said that I have an unusually skilled tongue and, surely, not everyone can have this kind of skill, right?” you teased just before you heard a knock on the door of your room.

“Dinner” your father informed you and, with that, you told Cillian that you had to go.

***

Over the next few days, you spent some more time with family and friends. You went to the movies twice, took some time going out with Emma and engaged in some retail therapy.

Shopping was not really your thing but Emma loved it and dragged you along.

You had shared a room with her for several days now and she knew that things were getting more serious between you and Cillian. You spoke to him every night and, every night, she needed to make an excuse to leave your room so that you would have some privacy.

“We have to get you some sexy lingerie before the weekend I think” she kept on reminding you and, in the end, you went to a large department store with her and bought exactly that.

Black lace lingerie was what you picked out and you were certain that Cillian would appreciate it. But, unfortunately for you, your parents did not.

As usual, your father was snooping around in your room when, on the day before you were due to leave Cork, he saw the lingerie hanging up over your armchair, which is where you had left it to dry.

“What is this? Is that yours?” your father asked as soon as you walked through the door but you quickly shook your head.

“No, it’s Emma’s. She left it here” you lied and, since you were good at your job, he bought it. Emma had already left two days ago and your father thought that you were catching up with her again soon.

“Why is it wet?” he wanted to know nonetheless and you laughed.

“Because I washed it for her. I assumed that it had been worn and I did not want to stuff her dirty underwear into my suitcase” you explained and your father responded with a quick “I see” before making an observation of his own.

“You know, this kind of underwear is terribly inappropriate and she should be ashamed for wearing it” he said and you had to supress a giggle.

“Uhm, dad, it’s just underwear” you argued but he did not see it this way.

“It sexualises women and sexualisation of a gender in today’s society is not good” he told you and, again, you chuckled quietly.

“Yeah, well, you can tell her that. But, trust me, I doubt that she will listen. Also, I doubt that she would show it off in public. Maybe it just makes her feel good about herself” you responded before your father asked you some questions about your impending stay in Dublin. You had told your parents that you were staying there for two nights to watch a theatre play with some friends and visit a brand-new art exhibition.

“So what time are you heading off tomorrow?” he wanted to know and you told him that your train was leaving Cork at noon.

“And who are you staying with again? I am just a little worried and, in case anything happens, I need to know who to contact” your father then explained, but you laughed it off.

“You worry too much” you told him before answering his question nonetheless. “I am staying with Emma at her cousin’s house” you said and he nodded with approval.

“Okay Sweetheart. Be good, alright?” he then told you and you chuckled once more. He always told you to be good and the fact that he spoke to you as if you were a child amused you.

“Yes dad. Now go to bed. You start work at 4 o’clock tomorrow” you lectured him in response, in turn of which he gave you a quick hug.

“Goodnight baby. Your mother will drive you to the train station at 11, but please text me when you get to Dublin safely, okay?” he asked before saying his goodbyes.

“Okay dad, goodnight” you said before pulling away from his embrace.

It was only 9 o’clock and, after your father had gone to bed, you decided to settle down on your bed with a novel in your hand until, eventually, you reached for your phone and texted Cillian.

***

Knowing that his children would have been in bed by now, you expected a response from him rather quickly and it was not really surprising to you when he tried to call you right away.

He hated texting but, when staying in a room right next to your parents, you much preferred it that way. You couldn’t talk freely to him without whispering quietly and, even when you where whispering, you worried that your father was listening in.

‘Can’t talk. Dad is in the room next to mine and the walls are thin’ you thus texted Cillian after declining his call and his response to your message was rather sweet.

‘That’s a shame, because I was looking forward to hearing your voice’ he said before texting you again, asking you what you were up to.

‘I am about to have a bath I think’ you told him before realising that this may spur him on and, when you did not hear from Cillian again for at least five minutes, you decided to make a point of it.

After all, you could not wait to see him again and the fact that he was looking forward to being with you after a week of being apart turned you on.

‘Do you want me to send you a picture of myself in the bathtub?’ you thus asked and, unsurprisingly, his response to this question was quick.

‘How could I possibly say no to an offer like this?’ he asked and you sent him an emoji in response, knowing very well that he hated to use them himself.

‘Okay, stay tuned…’ you then finally texted before running yourself a bath.

***

Running the bath took you about ten minutes and, after the tub was half full, you climbed in while placing your phone on the corner of it.

You took in and appreciated the warmth of the water for a while before picking up your phone again and texting Cillian.

‘I wish you could be here with me. I miss you’ you said before taking a quick selfie which showed your face and your wet breasts, but nothing else.

You then applied some wash to your skin and worked your hands up and down your body which is just when Cillian responded to your text.

‘You are beautiful. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow’ he simply said but you needed more from him so you rubbed the suds into your breasts and, by this point, your nipples had become visibly sensitive and erect. Your soapy hands roamed every inch as you gave yourself the most sensual of washes before taking yet another picture of yourself, this time of your breasts alone.

‘I am looking forward to you touching these tomorrow. Would you like that?’ you asked before running your hand down your inner thighs before finally arriving at your lips and rubbing your clit up and down.

‘Of course, I would like that. I want to touch you everywhere, but you already know that’ Cillian responded and, again, you took a picture, this time of your wet mound as, slowly, you stoked your clit with the other hand. Your finger was sliding up and down the slit of your lips as your pussy grew wetter and wetter while you saw Cillian, in the back of your mind, wondering what he was doing right now. Was he masturbating too? Does he ever? Probably yes...

‘Do you want to touch me here?’ you then texted, attaching the latest picture you took for your boyfriend and, just seconds after you hit sent, he sent you a message containing just one word.

‘Fuck’ it said before you received another. ‘You are not being fair right now’ he then told you and you knew that you had to ask.

‘Are you hard?’ you wanted to know as your excitement grew.

‘Yes. I am now. Thanks to you’ Cillian responded quickly and this was not yet enough.

‘Good, then masturbate, and send me a picture’ you told him and he was surprised by how eager you were. You never texted him things like this but he sure was not going to complain.

‘Really? You want me to send you a picture of myself while I masturbate?’ he ought to clarify nonetheless and, after you sent him an eager but firm ‘yes’, he complied with your request.

Within seconds Cillian sent you a picture of himself, laying on his bed, completely naked, holding his hard length in one of his hands while taking the photo with the other.

‘Fuck that’s hot Cillian. I am just thinking about you stroking your cock now’ you simply sent back as you imagined Cillian masturbating to those pictures you have sent and, with those thoughts running through your head and while imagining Cillian stroking his hard cock, you slid a finger into your pussy whilst still slowly working at your clit.

‘Make yourself cum babe’ Cillian texted back while you tried to do exactly that. You imagined him, stroking himself and cumming over his hand, moaning and groaning. Filthy thoughts were overwhelming your senses and then, after getting faster and faster, an orgasm finally rippled through your body and you let out a stifled moan. You knew that you rushed it, but you also knew that you had to as, usually, after about ten minutes, someone would want to use the bathroom. There was only one in the house and it had to be shared by four adults.

“Damn” you thus gasped and, after finishing up in the bath, you soon found yourself standing in front of the mirror, staring at your phone. You were desperate for more than your own fingers inside you but you were full of hesitation. Should you text him and tell him what you had accomplished? Should you text him and tell him what you wanted him to do now?

***

“I did cum, thinking about you doing the same. I am aching for you so badly. All I could think of was you, stroking your cock” you texted him in the end and, as soon as you hit sent, you were overcome with regret as, again, there was no response until, minutes later, you received another text.

‘I am aching for you too and I can’t wait to taste you again and make you cum myself, using my tongue’ was what it said and this turned you on all over again.

"And I can’t wait to put your cock into my mouth and swallow all your cum” you told him while taking yet another picture of your pussy for him, which was evidently rather wet.

“You are so wet babe. Tell me everything you have been thinking about. Surely, it wasn’t just a thought about me stroking my cock” Cillian responded and this gave you a real boost. You knew that you had peaked Cillian's interest.

“I have been thinking about you doing a lot of naughty things to me” you replied almost shyly though but Cillian did not let it go now.

“Be specific” Cillian demanded and you figured that you might as well tell him the truth of what you have been fantasising about for the past six days or so. Of course, imagining him masturbating was one thing but there were things that you wanted him to do to you. These were the things that had been on your mind ever since you left Liverpool and most of these things were things you have not done before.

“I have been thinking about what you would feel like inside of me” you then told him and it took Cillian a while to respond.

“Now this is a picture I cannot get out of my head” Cillian told you reluctantly and you decided to take this further.

“I can just imagine how much your cock would be stretching my pussy” you said and this was almost too much for Cillian. He was lost for words until, suddenly, he received yet another text message from you.

“I want to sleep with you when I come to stay with you tomorrow. I want to feel you, all the way, inside of me” you then said and Cillian was somewhat surprised by your request.

“If this is what you want then I am more than happy to oblige, but there is no rush babe” he reassured you while still being turned on by the sheer prospect of it.

“I know, but it is what I want” you texted back before making another request. “Now send me some more photos of yourself. I want to see how hard you are…” you demanded and, within a few minutes, you received three of them.

“Sexy” you told him before, finally, taking up the courage to give him some more orders. “Now stroke yourself while imagining your cock pushing into my pussy and, when you are done, send me a picture of when you came. I want to see your cum, covering your stomach and cock” you told him and, ten minutes later this is exactly what you received. It must have been the hottest thing you had ever seen and you knew that this picture alone would get you off all over again.

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[m-ilkiee]

hey bae, what's the difference between the reader and other girls in Mikey and Izana's eyes?

Aha I'll try and explain this without too much spoilers:

For starters in Mikey's eyes reader is a new thing. He really only saw her as Emma's friend, at first and was kind of suspicious of her sudden closeness to his sister. Eventually he grew tired of hearing about reader and was more or less irritated by reader's presence. It didn't help when he overheard that reader had a crush on him when reader and Emma were talking and he assumed that she only became friends to get closer to him. Other girls had done this in the past, so it's why Mikey is always suspicious of any friend Emma brings along. Later on in the story, Mikey's is likely to form an unhealthy attachment to reader but that might spoil the next few chapters.

Izana on the other hand has hated Reader from the first moment he set his eyes on her. He could read her innocence for filth, even going as far as doing a background check on her to prove to Emma you were not to be trusted. The worst part is that he assumes reader isn't hurt by his actions because she keeps a passive face or doesn't get angry, making him feel like he has no control over her. It's weird, other girls get mad at him, only to keep knocking his door for more while you just avoid him. His hatred has put me as a crossroad as to how he and reader's relationship would progress, but eh we'll see how it goes.

[judesmoonbeauty]

Yves Kloss - Act 2 Ch. 14 - Dramatic Route Ending

Fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors. Cybird owns everything. Feel free to re-blog, but please do NOT post my translations elsewhere. Also, feel free to ignore my random commentary. I know this Master List is delayed, but eh, it was my first translation project, and I had no idea of what I was doing.

Please note: Only his common route and Dramatic route are translated/summarized.

Alt translations are marked as ///

T/L notes are notated at the bottom of the post with***

Upon returning to Obsidian Palace, Yves was tended to by the Imperial Family’s personal physician. He then meets with Gilbert, Chev, and Emma.

Yves: Sorry, I’m back later than planned. 

Chev: ………… 

Gil: Wow, you’re a little torn up, aren’t you? 

Yves: It’s not as bad as it looks. In fact, I’m amazed at your medical technology. Thank you for your prompt treatment.

Gil: I didn’t like it. (That he received treatment). But how could I do nothing when a guest of honor comes back here injured? My physician was happy that he was able to suture you up so much. 

Yves: Thank you for his time.

Gil: Besides, there’s no harm in selling a favor since we’ll be cooperating from now on. 

Yves: I hope we can deepen the friendship between our countries. By the way….may I ask what happened to Horst and the others? 

Gil: What difference does that make?

Yves: Thanks to them I learned a lot about the Kloss family. I don’t want to just hand them over and be done with it.

Gil: It’s the same thing with the mansion. You seem to like doing meaningless things.

Yves: Even if it’s meaningless it can turn into something important in the future. 

Gil: I don’t think it’s worth the time.

Yves: Still, please.

Gilbert stares at him and lets out a small sigh at Yves’ plea. 

Gil: I don’t know what you’re expecting, but of course they must be executed. What’s with that look of disapproval on your face? The culprit who attempted to end your life was a guest of the Imperial family. He must be punished accordingly. You are a king of a kingdom, don’t you understand?

He has a point. If something happened to Yves it would’ve been a diplomatic issue, Emma reasons to herself. But…

Yves: Prince Gilbert, I’d like you to reconsider the death penalty.

Gil: That’s a surprise…….

Yves: Rhodolite will not charge anything against Obsidian for this matter. “I was injured due to a personal conflict” -can’t you go with that?

Gil: That kind of naïve judgment doesn’t work in Obsidian. If you are kind and forgiving, then you’ll be taken advantage of. In this corrupt country, there is no place for your kind of thinking. Kill or be killed those are the only options in Obsidian.

His eyes are dark and slightly murderous. Emma again admits to herself that Gil has a point. In Obsidian, Yves’ kindness is fatal. 

Yves: Still…….please. He is both a perpetrator and a victim. I feel as if he could be redeemed. 

Gilbert: ……Oh, no. You’re so good-natured it’s disgusting. 

Yves: ………..

Gilbert: Then, let’s do this. Instead of just listening to your request///Then, let’s do this. In exchange of doing you a favor.

Gilbert: Just once - you cannot refuse my request. You must obey my command, so to speak. If that’s the case, then I’ll yield.

Yves: I will not accept any command if national interests are at stake.

Gilbert: Eh, stingy. 

Yves: ….I will accept anything I can personally obey.

Gilbert: Well okay. That’s not a bad deal since I will be able to use you - whom I hate - like a slave. Roderich, cancel the execution and let them live. 

Roderich: Yes, your highness.

Yves looks relieved by the overturned sentence. 

Ragna: Your Majesty, here.

Yves: Thank you. Prince Gilbert, the information we’ve promised about Tanzanite, Achroite and Ruby. 

Gilbert runs his eyes over the received document. 

Gil: There isn’t much here. Are you going to be sending out messengers?

Yves: Yes, there are 8 princes of Rhodolite and I will send them all as emissaries to these nations. It may take some time, but the truth will eventually come out.***

Gilbert: You’ve got a lot of confidence.

Yves: Becaue my brothers are all capable. 

Gilbert: More than you?

Yves: …………

Gilbert: Haha I’m just kidding. You are the king, so you must be the most capable of the eight. 

Yves: Well, I’ll devote myself to it.

Gil: I need you to do that. I’m betting on your country.

Gilbert turns away with the documents, and says he will be waiting for further Intel BEFORE the 3 countries make their move.***

In an unknow country, in an unknown town , in an unknown house.

Matthias: …………You’re late.

Kagari: You’re too early. You’re here 10 minutes before the meeting time, aren’t you?

Matthias: 30 minutes.

Kagari: So strait-laced. Don’t be so strict. I’ve got something for you.***

Matthias: What is this?

Kagari: Dorayaki. It’s delicious. You’ll be surprised. 

Matthias: Mm, it is good. It’s exquisitely soft and has a rich sweetness. It must’ve been made by the hands of a delicate, sensitive and beautiful woman. (I’m dead ☠️. It wasn’t stated, but I bet Kagari was the one who made the dorayaki😂).

Kagari: Your words are difficult///You’re creepy.

Matthias: Now, why the sudden urge to bring a gift?

Kagari: We’ve met many times, but I never brought this with me. I’m just imitating you who gives me coffee each time. Eat more.

Matthias: No, I think I’ll pass. If I eat anymore I’ll violate the 15th rule of the Osbrink family motto. (Oh, you’re gonna be fun to break. 😏)

Kagari: Your shoulders seem stiff you should make yourself more comfortable.

A door opens and Azel swaggers in. 

Azel: Oh, it smells sweet. 

Kagari: Here comes the fierce god.///Here comes the stubborn god. 

Matthias: Azel, you’re always late. At least follow Kagari’s example and be here five minutes before the meet up.

A clock bell rings. 

Azel: I’m not late. Look the bell just rang. Isn’t this the appointment time?….But it’s delicious isn’t it? Ruby’s red bean sweets with Achroite coffee. If I receive tribute, I am a god who always returns a favor with heartfelt respect and gratitude.

Kagari: That doesn’t matter. Did you bring anything? Probably not.

Azel: No, Kagari. Do not judge people or god by their appearance. 

Matthias: But you didn’t did you? You look empty-handed in my eyes.

Azel: Gifts aren’t all about what you can see right? It seems that the Dark Disaster has started to move.

Kagari: Obsidian? That was fast.

Matthias: But it was within our expectations. And as far as gifts go, it’s inferior to dorayaki.

Azel: Well, listen to god’s gracious words until the end. It seems that Obsidian has been in talks with the small nation of Rhodolite. They will probably use this kingdom of roses to gather information about our alliance.

Matthias: That was a wise choice (Obsidian using Rhodolite.) Rhodolite wouldn’t stand a chance against any of our three countries. No matter which country you go to you will receive a certain amount of “hospitality.”

Kagari: When a fierce person comes along, who can withstand the “welcome” of Ruby, I will deal with them myself.

Azel: I too, would be excited to welcome them. Tanzanite’s “welcome” would be exciting.

Matthias: You guys…just keep it legal. But do you think Benitoite and Jade will make their move?

Azel: Of course, they are in the same situation, they’ll start to look into this too. 

Kagari: Can I meet Keith? I just got a new sword and I want to try it out. 

Azel: I’m sure Keith would be thrilled to see you. I miss Silvio too, he’s so rich. 

Matthias: You both are giving me a headache with all your lawbreaking. What matters now is how we move. 

Azel: Fair point.

Kagari: Should I kill you///Should I kill them?***

Azel: No, Kagari. That is a last resort. We have joined hands for a purpose, but it would be bad if all the other princes find out.

Kagari & Matthias:………..

Azel: Whether you step back or strike first is up to each of you. Now, let’s get started for each of our aspirations……..

Back in Obsidian, Yves stops Gilbert. Emma stumbles upon them and eavesdrops.

Yves: Prince Gilbert. 

Gilbert: What is it? I don’t have enough free time to stand around and talk to you.

Yves: I’ll be brief. I was told you erased the Kloss family. 

Gil: …………

Yves: Really? 

Gil: Don’t ask me such an obvious question.

Yves: May I ask why?

Gil: I don’t want to tell you. It’s troublesome.

Yves: I want to know. I’m sure the Kloss family has something to do with why you don’t like me.

Gil: ……Heh, I’m glad you became the king.   Because of your position, no matter how obnoxious the things you say are, I can’t kill you directly.

Yves:…..You couldn’t tolerate the way the Kloss family did things. You knew the grief and anger of the people that’s why you cut off their nest of evil.

Gil: …………

Yves: But I was the last survivor. You can’t trust me when I carry the blood of an evil family. That’s why you don’t like me, isn’t it? 

Gil: If that’s the case, then I’m a very good person who punishes evil and does the right thing, aren’t I?

Yves:………..

Gil: If you’re the king, it’s better to know there are somethings that shouldn’t be touched, right?…..If it’s something important, even more so.

Gilbert leaves and so does Yves. It’s evident that Yves wants to become closer to Gilbert. Perhaps the alliance will allow the opportunity? And so, they returned to Rhodolite. 

Many days have passed since they returned to Rhodolite and everyone is back in their normal routine. After a long day Emma suggests she and Yves retire. Her hand was taken and she was pushed down on the bed and tells her that because of her he was able withstand the trials in Obsidian and avoid falling under a curse that should have been broken. They mutually confess their feelings and make love.

(There will be many difficulties in the future. There will be obstacles that will make Emma feel reckless....Still, if she’s with Yves, she can definitely overcome it). 

As long as this true love continues to shine.

Fin.

***8 Princes - This is the literal t/l. Although, it’s technically 7 because he is now king, Cybird still includes him as a prince - 8 total.

***(I believe he is inferring as to whether or not Yves is capable of delivering additional intel before the 3 nations make their move).

***Strait-laced - (Here Kagari just calls him an ‘honor student’. But I tweaked it a little).

***Should I kill you? - (This was tricky. Kagari says ‘you’. But I wasn’t sure if he really meant that towards Azel for some secret reason OR if it was a T/L error and it’s supposed to be ‘them’ regarding the Rhodolitian Princes. So, I included both.)

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Ahhhh, our new foreign princes make their debut!! While I LOVE how beautiful Azel’s eyes are it’s KAGARI that I am anticipating the most!!! He is feisty and apparently crazy. Not to mention we get a ginger LI - that’s my combo 😏