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bobgasm · 4 months

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kingpin ⦾ eleven

pairing: robert “bob” floyd x ofc!emery young word count: 3716 warnings: cavalier mentions of death/killing, emery gives bob cheek, morgan loves it, anxiety manifesting as skin picking – mention of blood but brief

summary: in which emery challenges the way things are done

author’s note: sorry updates have been mia for a bit, i found a new fic to hyperfixate on 🫠

ten | kingpin | twelve

Emery was tense for the rest of the afternoon. She understood the severity of the situation she was now involved in, and didn’t want to give Bob or Morgan any reason not to trust her. She had no idea how things would proceed from now on, but she was sure she’d find out at dinner tonight.

She got all of the reports that Morgan would need for Feathers and Dice, but also the reports Bob had asked for. Everything felt so tedious, but it was necessary. Now that Bob knew she’d uncovered something, she spent time combing through the other accounts. She found more payments to the FBY account, these ones less frequent and not as high. But still, they were there.

Bob told her to let her sister know something had come up at work and she’d be having a late meeting tonight, and had listened in on the call. It made Emery feel exposed – like she was untrustworthy. And in a sense, she was. Bob didn’t know her. She’d been hired to do a job and uncovered a huge secret. Exposed their previous accountant of stealing for at least the last decade.

Her head spun and she covered her face with her hands, blowing out a breath. She knew there was no getting out of this now that she was in it. She had to accept the new change in her career and roll with the punches. It was imperative that she adapt, not for her own safety, but for Natasha’s too.

Nat had been right – she’d read too many mobster romance novels, but maybe that would help. They had to have some truth to them, right? If Emery wasn’t helpful, they’d go after her family, and Nat was all she had left. She’d do anything to make sure she was safe and stayed as far out of this shit as possible.

Emery was in her head. She knew it. Bob knew it. And Morgan was attempting to set her at ease.

The car ride to Feathers had been quiet. Emery let her mind wander as Bob drove, flicking between the radio channels to find something that was playing music. He’d attempted to talk, but she’d only blankly stared at him in response.

Normally, she would’ve laughed. She knew this wasn’t normal, and she had no idea what the Floyd siblings would have in store for her. She guessed there might be some intense questioning, as well as a background check if Bob hadn’t already run one.

Now, she sat opposite the twins with her hands in her lap as Morgan harped on about the reports Emery had given her. Truthfully, Emery’s heart wasn’t in it. Her world had flipped upside down because she’d made a discovery and approached her boss about it. Now, trying to make small-talk seemed pointless, though she did understand Morgan’s excitement.

“I’ve never been given reports like this before. I mean, Decker always told me the businesses were doing great, but he always made me feel dumb. You explained things to me in a way I understood and highlighted the areas that I’ve been excelling at or lacking in,” Morgan babbled.

Emery’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. She appreciated what Morgan was trying to do, really, but there were more pressing issues.

Morgan gave Emery a small smile of her own, one Emery could only describe as pity. She reached for her Jack and coke and took a long sip before tentatively meeting Bob’s eyes.

“And what do you think of my reports?” Emery asked.

She watched him press his lips together, keeping his face carefully blank. He did that a lot, tried to hide what he was thinking. She hated that she noticed. Mostly, she hated that she cared what he thought. About her…or her reports.

“Very informative, but you knew that,” he told her, cocking his head slightly. Perhaps he thought it made him seem arrogant; cocksure. Emery thought it made him look younger, boyish. “How long have you known? Or rather, suspected that something was going on?”

“Since you interviewed me,” she said. “Nobody retires without a replacement. I was desperate and you saw that. I even told my sister that something felt off about this whole thing, but she talked me around. Convinced me that I could refuse the job. But I couldn’t and you knew that. We were both desperate, so I turned a blind eye until I couldn’t anymore.”

The skin around Emery’s left thumb had been picked raw. A skin tag pulled until a dot of blood pooled in the cuticle. It was a nervous habit she’d tried to break, but kept failing at.

“When did you first learn about the account?” Bob enquired. He leant his forearms on the table, leaning forward inquisitively.

“After my induction I logged in to double check you’d paid your outstanding bills properly and discovered it. It hadn’t been approved for payment yet, but it didn’t sit right with me. I did some snooping and couldn’t find anything, so I didn’t approve it. I wanted to have more proof before I said anything,” she confessed. “I also figured that if it was something sketchy, you’d have my work laptop bugged, so I rarely logged into it to do anything while I was working out my notice. When I came into the office more frequently, I kept myself busy with Feathers and Dice and discovered a couple of payments had been made from their accounts within the last month.”

“Is that why you approached me to get the payment approval process changed?” Bob asked.

“It’s too much responsibility to put on any one person, and I know it seems tedious, but clicking “yes” on twenty odd bills once a week isn’t strenuous. Plus, you then know where your funds are being spent and can assure suppliers they have been or will be paid on x date,” Emery stated. She didn’t miss the smirk Morgan attempted to hide behind her glass or the way Bob leant back in his seat. “Honestly, it’s good business practice. Anyone in their right mind would’ve had these procedures in place years ago, but you trusted a man who was close to your family and had access to your money. Having all access to the kind of money sitting in your accounts…it made me uneasy. So yes, I didn’t want that all on me.”

Emery reached for her glass and down the last of the contents. She felt like she needed another one, something to help take the edge off. Bob seemed to understand and signaled for another from the bartender.

“You’ve made your point, Ms Young,” he told her with a sigh.

“I don’t think she has,” Morgan intervened. “Emery only has access to our legitimate accounts.” She looked at Bob, seeming to have a silent conversation.

“Fucking hell, there’s going to be more of these transactions,” Emery said with a groan. “I’m willing to bet the last ten dollars I have to my name that FBY pops up a lot more frequently.”

“For fuck’s sake,” Bob snapped, quickly standing up and walking away. Emery watched him speak angrily into his phone.

“Coyote,” Morgan supplied. “Have you met him?”

“Briefly,” Emery replied. “He, Bob and Payback helped my sister and I move into our new apartment on Saturday.”

“Ooh, that’s exciting!” She exclaimed. “Penny came through then, huh?”

“She did,” Emery said with a smile aimed at the bartender who delivered her drink. “Payback is my sister’s boss.”

“Payback’s gym is legitimate,” Morgan assured her. “He answers when Bob calls, but he doesn’t involve anyone in our business. Your sister won’t know anything from him.”

“Or me,” she admitted. “I told her about my reservations about accepting this job offer, but she’s in the dark about everything else. I can handle fucking up my life, but hers? I’d never forgive myself if I dragged her down with me.”

“What did Bob make you tell her?” She pried further.

“That something’s come up at work and I’ll be staying late,” Emery replied. “I’m not going home tonight, am I?”

“I’m sorry,” Morgan apologised. “I wish things were different. You seem like a lovely girl, but someone finding out about us hasn’t happened in a long time. You’ll be staying at Bob’s place tonight. I would offer for you to stay with me, but I don’t get home until the early morning.”

“Is it only for tonight?”

“We’ve got questions that need answers. We need to make sure you’re in, but you have to make that decision yourself,” she told her.

Emery nodded grimly. “Do I even want to know what happens if I’m out?”

“Answer his questions. Be honest,” Morgan advised her. “He has his little background check that Coyote’s run. He needs to know if you can be trusted or not.”

“It’s not like I have a lot of options,” Emery mumbled. “This job came out of nowhere, offering a salary that I’ve only ever dreamed of. Consider my silence and loyalty, bought.”

Morgan laughed. “He only pretends to have a stick up his ass,” she said. “Things run better with Bob at the head of the table.”

“Old dog, new tricks, huh?”

Morgan laughed again. “I see why Bob likes you. You’ll be fine.”

Emery hoped so. She nursed her drink as she watched Bob pace back and forth, speaking to Coyote. His initial anger had been replaced with a calculated look, like he was used to dealing with shit like this all the time. Perhaps that was true, he definitely seemed more relaxed now.

“How do you deal with it?” Emery asked.

Morgan smiled softly. “I grew up in this life. Bob was always groomed to take over from dad one day, and I still wanted to be a part of it, but on a lesser scale. So Bob and I made a deal; I run Feathers and Dice with minimal interference from him and it’s all legit. It helps keep our noses clean if the IRS comes knocking.”

Emery nodded. “I assume this FBY account could really fuck things up if the IRS discover it?”

“They’ll definitely ask questions, much like you did,” she said. “It’s not pretty, but it’s good we no longer have Decker onboard and new procedures put in place. It shows we were clueless about it until it was discovered and have taken new measures to ensure it’s a lot harder for anyone else to do.”

“Can I go to the bathroom, or do I need a babysitter?”

“You can go,” Morgan assured her. “As a sign of good faith, I’m letting you keep your phone.”

Emery hesitated. “You don’t think I’ll run?”

“And go where? Bob knows where you live. I’m saying that I trust you, Emery, now go to the bathroom.”

Morgan sat back and wore a comforting smile that matched her brother’s. Emery excused herself and walked down the small hallway towards the bathroom, taking a minute to collect herself. She stared at herself in the mirror after splashing some water on her face, wondering how she’d let her get in this deep.

She grabbed a paper towel to dry her hands and face before throwing it in the bin and making her way back to the table. She slunk back into her seat under Bob’s intense, watchful eye, grateful he didn’t say anything.

“What’s the first question?”

“Did you lie to me when you told me about your mother?” Bob asked.

“You can ask me anything you want, but I’m not talking about my mother.” Emery heard the waver in her voice and pressed her lips together as she stared at a spot on the table, trying to swallow the lump in her throat.

“I’m sorry,” Bob apologised. Emery didn’t have to look at him to hear the sincerity in his voice. “I have to ask, Emery.”

“What does your little background check say about her?” Emery asked, eyes watery as she glared at him. “Does it detail exactly what happened to her? Because the chances are high that you know more about her death than I do.”

“Ask your next question, Robert,” Morgan told him firmly.

Bob sighed and flipped open the folder Coyote had given him that detailed the extensive background check he’d run. “What do you know about your father?”

“Nothing,” she replied honestly, albeit a little rudely. Bob didn’t seem bothered by her hostility. “My mom never talked about him. She told me it was better this way.”

“Better how?”

“I assume she was protecting the innocence of her child,” Emery quipped. “Have you got an Ouija board? You could ask her yourself.”

Bob stared at her, his gaze feeling like it bore a hole in her skull. She shrunk back in her seat but refused to look away, no matter how tense things felt.

“I understand your hostility. I understand your frustration, but I’m only asking you these questions so I don’t have to kill you. You’re good at your job and the effort it would take to find a replacement, while trying to locate your predecessor, is extremely taxing. So, are you going to answer my questions, or do I need to dig your grave?”

Bob was calm. Too calm that his words didn’t seem to have any effect on Emery.

“I’d rather dig my own grave.”

“That can be arranged, Ms Young,” Bob assured her, barely batting an eye. “Any other family?”

“If I did, would I have gone into foster care? Would I have met my foster sister? Would I still be living with her? Would she be working for one of your lackies?” Emery fired back. “Everything you have from my background check is true. I was nine when my mom died. I was twelve when I met Nat. I already told you I put myself through college. You know I worked at a shitty cleaning company before accepting your offer. You know I have boundary issues, so why do you keep crossing them?”

“I need to know that I can trust you,” Bob stated.

“You don’t think that goes both ways?” Emery ran a hand over her face. “Everything you need to know about me is in that file. What do I know about you?”

Bob laughed and it rubbed Emery the wrong way. She glared at him while he threw his head back and laughter rang out. Morgan sat beside him with a placid look.

“I’ve told you everything you need to know,” he said, eyes still crinkled at the corners once his laughter died down, though his voice was laced with humour.

“What, that your twin sister is two minutes older than you and you run the fucking mob?”

“I also run our construction company,” Bob replied smugly. “I’m trying to do you a favour here, Emery. If I can’t trust you, there’s only one outcome.”

“I’ll take that shovel now, thank you.”

Bob gave her a bored, pointed look. “Why do you think I’m doing this? Do you think this is fun for me? That grilling you is how I want to be spending my Monday night?”

“I really don’t give much thought to you outside office hours,” she stated.

“Oh, so that’s why you called me on Saturday morning to help you and Natasha move?” The smirk never left his face. Emery wanted to reach over and slap it clean off.

“You offered to help,” she gritted out.

“And you said no,” he reminded her.

“So why are you doing this, then?” She decided to humour him. “Why not just kill me and save yourself the trouble? It would’ve freed up your Monday night, that’s for sure.”

“It’s hard to find good help.”

“Thanks, I think.”

Bob replied with a humourless smile. “I know you might be thinking many things about us right now…about me. About this situation. But you have a decision to make. If you say we can trust you, we will. You’ll be brought up to speed on every aspect of our organisation. I won’t make you do anything you’re not comfortable with, that’s not how I like to run things. The circumstances forced my hand and I showed my desperation, you’re not wrong, but I’m hoping you factor in your own desperation here.”

Emery allowed herself to glance sideways at Morgan who’d sat quietly while they’d been talking. Or rather, having a heated discussion. Emery had already confirmed her own desperation and desire to keep her sister out of it all. A part of her had needed to let her frustration out, and Bob was an easy target.

It was like Morgan had known. She gave Emery a warm, encouraging smile before Emery looked back at Bob.

“My silence is bought and paid for. I signed a contract, not a death warrant. And my sister stays out of this,” she told him.

“Natasha knows nothing?” He asked, sounding surprised.

“You think I’d still be here if she did?”

Dinner was a mild affair. Morgan ordered burgers from the place down the street, and Emery enjoyed a couple more drinks throughout. They’d allowed her to relax a bit more, pushing past the tense conversation that had taken place earlier. She wasn’t normally a huge drinker, but if there was ever an occasion that called for it, tonight was definitely up there.

Emery discussed the reports she’d run for Morgan with a lot more enthusiasm. There were a couple of areas that had plateaued, but Morgan was aware about them. They seemed to be the only areas Decker ever highlighted, but due to the nature of the businesses, so long as the majority were doing exceedingly well, they could afford for those specific areas to stagnate.

Bob sat quietly as they discussed business. Morgan would occasionally ask for his thoughts, but since they were her responsibility, he couldn’t fault her work. She proved time and time again that she knew what she was doing, that she had an eye for this kind of thing.

Emery excused herself to the bathroom a short while later. Using the facilities before washing and drying her hands. When she rejoined the Floyd twins, Morgan had to get to work, but Bob suggested it was time to leave.

“Can I go home or do you still need to make sure I’m not a flight risk?” She couldn’t help but ask.

“I have to check all the boxes,” Bob replied. “I don’t think you’d run. I don’t think you’d talk. My father still has a say in how this all goes, and if he finds out I cut corners that could have serious blowback on us, I’ll be digging my own grave.”

He tried to smile to lighten the mood, but Emery saw right through it. She saw the fear in his eyes. The way his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, like it was something he worried about constantly.

“Can I stop home to pick up a change of clothes, at least?” Emery asked as he stood up. At his full height, he no longer looked like a meek and scared little boy. His shoulders were squared as he smoothed a hand down his tie, eyes harder to read from the new angle.

“Coyote’s dropped some things off,” he told her, leading her out of the building, weaving through the tables.

Emery trailed behind him and ducked her head as he held the door open for her. “You mean he went shopping for me, or he broke into my apartment and picked something up?”

“I ask him to do something and he does it,” Bob said simply. “I have no idea how he interpreted my instruction.”

Bob’s car was no longer the only one parked out front. Cars were slowly pulling into the lot and filling up the spaces. Dancers or customers, Emery didn’t know, and she didn’t care enough to pay attention. Too busy occupied by the thought of a man potentially rummaging around her bedroom to find a change of clothes.

Emery climbed into the passenger seat of Bob’s expensive-looking Range Rover. She hadn’t paid much mind to it before, but now it made sense. The luxurious car, the perfectly tailored suits, the phone calls. She could only imagine what his home looked like.

“What do I tell my sister about where I am?” Emery asked once she climbed into the car. It was higher up than she anticipated and her skirt didn’t allow much give.

“Is she going to worry?” Bob responded curiously.

“I don’t know. Maybe,” Emery replied. “I don’t like lying to her.”

“So tell her as much of the truth as possible,” Bob suggested. “That’s what you’ve been doing with me.”

“I don’t appreciate the dig, Robert,” she retorted, pinching the bridge of her nose. “There’s no way I’m telling her I’m spending the night at my boss’ house.”

He chuckled lightly and started the car. “You embarrassed?” He teasingly asked.

Emery felt warmth in her cheeks. “It would mean more lying. Why am I staying the night with you, for example. I’ll never hear the end of it.”

Emery donned her seatbelt before Bob pulled out of the lot. She was grateful he didn’t press the questioning any further, staring out her window as they drove. Trying to think of something she could tell Natasha if she was asked.

“Can I ask you something?” Bob asked, breaking the silence that had fallen over them.

“Hm, sure,” she mumbled in agreement.

“What was she like? Your mom?”

His question was soft, tentative. Like he genuinely wanted to know, not just for the sake of knowing if she was trustworthy.

Emery stayed silent for a beat longer, the lump in her throat returning. “She was warm and kind. We didn’t have much, but she made sure I never wanted for anything,” she said, staring straight ahead.

She could see Bob glance at her out of her peripheral vision and wished he hadn’t. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks and she didn’t bother wiping them away.

Bob handed her a tissue, but instead of wiping her nose or tears, she started to rip it up. Needing to keep her hands busy.

“Please don’t ask me about her again,” she requested softly.

All he said was, “okay.”

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rocket-prose · 2 years

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Original illustration made by Hugo Pratt for "Avevo un appuntamento", published fby Socrates in 1994. The book collects Pratt's thoughts and art on his travel to distant and exotic lands in a game of references , memories and citations between history, cinema and literature.

#Hugo Pratt #original comic art

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unohanabbygirl · 8 months

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about forever by your side... Has Luke ever had a bad day and didn't want to see Aemond? and how did Aemond deal with it?

Luke’s bad to good day ratio was skewed really badly for the first 3-6 years. Mainly because no one knew how to deal with his mystery diagnosis. Not only was he waking up surrounded my Maesters he didn’t recognize every day but his family was clearly worried past the point of comfort which only served to scare him even more. Their explanations weren’t as well thought out as they became with time and when he wanted Rhaenyra the most she couldn’t be there due to her duties in Kings Landing.

Everyone was fighting, no one would give him answers, and he was constantly being put through a string of different treatments for a problem that couldn’t be properly communicated because it was basically unheard of.

Aemond was always there, dedicating himself to being Luke’s personal gaurd but mostly remained in the shadows because once Luke saw his face and began to remember Storms End he’d soon fall into a panic attack. These moments were most painful for Aemond because there was nothing he could do. No one would let him talk to Luke one on one, Corlys was throwing him death glares and whenever he was able to get closer Luke refused to speak to him.

He mostly dealt with it by keeping hope that things would be okay in the end aka Healers finding a cure. During these years Helaena was his rock, they actually spent more time together than they had since childhood. Making sure her brother wasn’t stuffing his emotions on back burner like he always had and actually talking through it.

Here’s some FBYS lore btw; Helaena’s actually the one who got Luke into art. Though she never felt that she was all that great at it (she is, just too humble) Hel found it a good way to relax and knew her nephew would too. One day she brought a bunch of her supplies to Luke’s room and basically forced him to stitch something. It took a while but soon enough he fell in love with it and started requesting pens and paper because the urge to create something only built itself up over time. Something that confuses Luke often considering that before his incident he was never all that much into the arts.

#asks

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jennadullabhgrad703-50 · 2 years

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Week 2 SDL (Part 1)

Read and annotate the article "Researcher Positionality - A Consideration of Its Influence and Place in Qualitative Research - A New Researcher Guide, fby Andrew Gary Darwin Holmes.

Reflection:

These are scans of the reading I printed out and annotated around. I found this reading super helpful and insightful. I now feel like I understand the importance of stating your positionality as a researcher when researching a certain topic. Before reading this article, I was aware that we all have assumptions that can alter our perspective on certain issues, however, I have never viewed it in terms of positionality. I took Design Thinking as a minor and whenever we would begin the design process we would do the task of assumption mapping. Doing this would help us to get all our biased assumptions out into the open and do deeper research to determine whether our assumptions were correct or not. After doing this activity I thought that the idea I created from there on out would be reliable as I felt that I had gotten rid of all my biased assumptions. However, as this article states that aspects of ourselves can be missed or hidden and these can contribute to how we interact and interpret gathered data and existing research. This is why this reading emphasises the importance of reflecting on points that you make throughout the research process to see if your positionality has impacted the way you view or interpret key points and ideas. Stating your positionality also helps the reader to understand where you are coming from better and will be able to see connections between who you are and the points that you make. Not stating your positionality within your research can lead to your research being deemed unethical and unreliable as it does not provide the full details on how you got to the point made within the research. I also found it interesting to learn about the insider and outsider perspectives. Before reading this article if I was asked which position I thought had the advantage, I would have stated the insider due to having access to more information as well as experience. However, after reading this article it is clear that being an insider also has its disadvantages and that often the disadvantages of the insider are the advantages of the outsider and vice versa. Overall this article was helpful and has made me reconsider my research process to this point. As I progress I would like to implement more reflections as I gather information and being to apply it to my capstone project and idea.

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caleanamajored · 3 years

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trauma + sonder + hyper-empathy = every day lasts for 400 hours

#* grabs myself fby the face * stop caring about people who have hurt you and just MOVE ON!!!!!!!#its just like. my only thoughts are garnet in stronger than u going You need to think again * finger waggle * but constantly and about ever

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tianguanshan · 4 years

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Rather than never

19 days | He Tian x Mo GuanShan | M | 1.1 k | on AO3

His heart was beating hard, bruising against his ribcage, the feeling of He Tian wrapped on his arms quicken it just a fraction but at the same time calming him down.

He almost lost him.

He Tian almost died.

“Hey.”

Mo took a shaky breath, tightening his hold around Tian’s shoulders and burying his face on the crook of his neck.

“Fuck."

“Little Mo...”

“I thought you had fucking died...”

He Tian went still on his arms, the weak hold around his waist holding him close.

“Almost, though.”

Anger boiled his blood and he pulled away to glare.

“Don’t fucking...! Shit!”

Tian tensed when GuanShan hugged him again, fiercer and more desperate, clutching his body against his with trembling but unwavering hands. He didn’t say anything, just turning his head a little and nuzzle into his short hair.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered a while later, after Brother Qiu had found them when Jian Yi and Zhan Zheng Xi had gone to search for help, “Mo-”

“Shut up,” GuanShan hissed between his clenched teeth, his hand holding Tian’s uninjured one, “Just fucking shut up.”

He Tian had the audacity to smile at him, even when wincing and twitching away from Qiu’s medical ministrations on his dislocated shoulder.

“You were worried about me,” he dared to taunt Mo, hours later when he was walking him home.

Mo GuanShan was bitter about it, because it was He Tian who was injured and still tried to take care of him —although brother Qiu was a few feet away in the car to keep an eye of them, taking care of He Tian from far away.

GuanShan hated being taken care of, specially fby He Tian.

“I didn’t want to owe you anything,” he half-lied, because he hates the idea of He Tian dying to protect him and being so fucking helpless to do something about it, “I wouldn’t know how to fucking pay you if you were fucking dead.”

He Tian huffed, a smile tilting his lips, and Mo glared at him, trying to keep his voice leveled.

“What’s so fucking funny?” he snapped, and there was a second where Tian’s smirk turned fond. Gentle.

“You’ve been saying ‘fucking’ too much, Little Mo,” he came back to teasing, turning to him, “Were you really worried about unsolved debt?”

GuanShan stopped walking, looking down to the ground, and He Tian paused a couple of steps further, watching him.

“Little Mo?”

“Of course,” he said, carefully avoiding to look at He Tian in the eye, “How else should I be able to pay you back?”

Tian stayed silent, making Mo go back to a few hours ago —the rain on his face and damping his clothes, the mud dirtying his shoes, the mud dirtying his shoes and sticking to the laces, the sudden rumble on his right and the trunk of a fallen tree going right at them with an avalanche of wet soil, the push from He Tian and the pull on his sleeve from Zhan Zheng Xi. Then the terrifying quiet, how his heart thumped with a punch of fear and adrenaline when he couldn’t find a sign of He Tian being alright. The desperation when scratching the mud away from the lump in the road, the tears combining with the rain still falling on them, the crack on his voice when calling his name, when demanding him to answer.

He almost lost He Tian.

He almost was the cause of his death when trying to save him.

He almost-

“Shan.”

He took a breath, looking up at Tian, suddenly a foot away from him and holding his face with his healthy hand, tipping his head up to look at him in the eye.

“Hey, I’m okay,” He reassured, and GuanShan tried to believe him, tried to level his breathing, tried to imprint Tian’s presence with him, because one moment he would be here, touching him, and then the other he could be gone and-

“Tian, I...”

He found himself hugged with one arm, a nose buried on the juncture of his neck and shoulder, and Mo GuanShan closed his eyes, fighting the tears threatening to fall out of fear that He Tian risked his life for him, out of dread that he was really gone, out of relief when seeing him just a little hurt and smiling at GuanShan when he saw he was okay.

“I’m here,” He Tian murmured, lips brushing over GuanShan’s pulse, “We’re okay.”

And it was really shitty that it was He Tian —the one who almost died, the one with an injured shoulder, the one who should be resting at the hospital and reassured that everything was okay— who was trying to sooth him.

Mo really is helpless against him.

“Hey,” he said a few minutes later, when the tremor on his body stopped and the lump on his throat was eased, “Don’t ever do something as stupid as that again, you hear me?”

He Tian scoffed, shifting to look at him, face to face.

“Can’t make promises,” he muttered, too reckless for his own good, “How could I risk losing you?”

Mo glared at him, wanting to growl, but Tian looked down between them to his pursued lips, making him breathless.

“Can I collect the payment from saving your life, Little Mo?” he asked, and GuanShan blinked a few times, glancing down to Tian’s mouth.

“What do you want?” he snapped, too softly, not pulling away when He Tian leaned a bit more to him, their lips just an inch away from touching.

“Just some reassurance.”

And maybe that was just a ploy to taunt Mo to agree, because he was desperate to sooth He Tian as much as he have done during the last few hours. And not only since the accident, too, but even before that.

‘If anyone dares to bully you, I’ll beat them up.’

‘You are not fake or sneaky, and you don’t cheat.’

‘You are so good to me.’

‘Once you’ve told me, you won’t have to shoulder it alone anymore...’

‘You did nothing wrong.’

“Okay,” he murmured, too low to his own liking, and gasped softly at the tiny peck left on the corner of his lips, leaving him dumbfounded.

“More?” He Tian teased when he pulled away and GuanShan kept staring at his smirk, “Oh, Little Mo, you’re such a per-”

“Shut up,” he whispered, pulling him down from the hold on his neck, and kissed him the best he could without experience, some surprised sound getting caught between his mouth.

And it didn’t matter, for how long Mo have been nursing these feelings and burning inside out for them, because it’s better to let them out sooner rather than later.

Rather than never.

#19 days #mo guan shan #he tian #old xian #tianshan #19days #oneshot #my writing #fanfic #tianguanshan fanfiction #tianshan fanfiction #19 days fanfiction

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neckdeepintristeza · 4 years

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when your manger thinks they understand your depression and just says to be happy. that you have nothing bad happening in your life and that i have parents that love me. so recently i have been lying ot mysel fby showing mysel fas a happy person an dim jsut tired because i just get hom eand think about hhow sad i am and misreable. i just wantt otake my brain and smash it, dip it in glitter and rainbows to make my thoughts more nicer.

#personal #im sad #be my friend #idk #imtired

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jaybeartodd · 7 years

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Colleagues Pt 13/17 -- Jason Todd x fem. reader

Warnings: cursing, violence, so much angst good grief

Word Count: 2138

Tags: @sarcasmismyfirstlove @tsctd @multi-fandom-dumpster @wordsmusicandchocolate @cattwomannn

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17

“It is very nice to finally meet you Y/N,” Black Mask steps out from the shadows. You clench your teeth as the fear settles in. He paces in front of you with his hands clasped behind his back. “Never have we had someone so valuable in our presence.”

“Shocking, considering the warm welcome,” you say sarcastically and he turns his metallic face towards you. Your head jerks back at the coldness of his gaze. He smiles, amused at your reaction, and walks towards you.

“I see why he likes you,” he grabs your chin. You jerk against his icy touch but he squeezes tight enough to leave a bruise. With a sigh, he shoves your faces away and steps back.

“You see, your brother is even more terrible at making decisions than you are. Hence,” he throws his arms out, “why your family is in this situation in the first place.”

He pulls out a knife and points it tauntingly at you. “Why can’t your family follow simple instructions?”

“Why do you have such a tendency to hold on to grudges?” you ask and he laughs hauntingly making you shudder.

“Because my dear, without justice there is no order,” he places the knife under your chin making you stare into his lifeless eyes, “That’s what your beloved vigilantes say anyways.”

“Then get it over with. Just kill me!” You shout. “I am the one who disobeyed so punish me!”

He continues to smile at you and removes the knife from your throat.

“No dear it isn’t that simple,” he makes a gesture and two men walk out holding a shivering Trey. He looks at you with terrified watery eyes. You jerk against the ropes in fury.

“Let him go you bastards!” you scream and you feel Nick struggling against his own ropes behind you.

“Since this whole ordeal began with your brother’s terrible decision making, I thought it would be a clean ending to our story together with him making one final decision.“ he cuts the bonds from your hands and two of his goons grab you roughly. They drag you next to Trey while Mask turns Nick’s chair around so he is facing the entire situation.

“It’s going to be okay,” you say to Trey but his lip only trembles in response. Nick is looking at the two of you with absolute insanity in his eyes.

“Now Nick, who do you love more? Your sister,” Mask points at you and then Trey, “Or your son?”

Nick struggles against the bonds, “No, let them go!” His voice cracks in desperation.

You watch completely helpless as your brother crumples before you.

“Come on, Nick. We don’t have all day. And my friend is very curious.” At this Scarecrow emerges next to you holding a syringe. You turn away from him in horror.

Gathering your courage you speak up with a surprisingly steady voice, “It’s okay Nicky. Choose Trey,” you hold back the tears so Nick will know how serious you are. The tears instead stream down his face and he shakes his head.

“No help from the audience!” Mask yells and pulls a gun from one of his goons. You let out a yelp of pain when the bullet pierces your shoulder.

“Choose Nick! Or you all go down.” Mask turns the gun so that it is resting on Nick’s forehead. You give a shaky smile and nod your head.

“5, 4, 3, 2,” Mask looks at Nick but he remains tight-lipped in fear, “1.”

You let out a bloodcurdling scream as a shot vibrates through the room.

“Damn it, Y/N. Pick up the friggin’ phone,” Jason grumbles punching the hang up button. He pockets the phone and turns on his earpiece in his helmet.

“I am going to check up on Y/N,” he says and revs the engine on his motorcycle.

“Let us know if you need anything,” Tim’s voice comes through.

“Will do Timbers.” He cuts through the winding streets towards your apartment growing more anxious by the second.

“It is probably fine, she might be in the shower or maybe she fell asleep.” a voice inside his head tries to calm his nerves. But he has been in this way too long to not assume his worst fears.

He pulls up to your building and relaxes slightly that it remains intact and not blown up or on fire etc. etc. Deciding not to scare the shit out of your neighbors by walking in his full get-up into the building, he opts to climb in through the fire escape. Yes, much less creepy Jason. He gets to your apartment and peers in but his vision is obscured by curtains. He knocks on the window but receives no answer.

“Alright Y/N, this is what you get for having a paranoid boyfriend,: he whispers before gently nudging the window open. He looks at it confused. “Note to self: make Y/N lock her damn windows. We literally live in the freaking crime capital of the world.”

He imagines that conversation with you turning it on him for breaking into your apartment. Followed with a quick remark about him being the one who runs around at night fighting criminals. You are the one always knocking him from any high horse he tries to mount. Damn, he is really falling for you.

At first glance there is no reason to think anything is out of the ordinary. Considering his current attire he decides to do silent recon to prevent outing himself to Nick.

His attention is brought to the front door where the pizza box from your dinner together lies. Seems like an odd place to put it. And he did not think you would waste the pizza you had obsessively talked about and then devoured in under 30 seconds. He bends down to pick it up when the notices a splatter in the corner of his eye. He walks towards it for a closer inspection and confirms his fears; a blood splatter.

“Shit, no, no, no,” he frantically walks to the bedroom door and flings it open to find it empty as well as the bathroom.

“She’s gone,” he says between gritted teeth into the earpiece as he strides towards the window.

“Wait, what? What is going on?” Dick asks being the ever-so-calm-and-caring of the batfamily. Which Jason usually has little tolerance for but that little bit was erased in this scenario.

“Y/N! She is fucking gone! They got her and Nick!” he yells frustrated and punches the wall. He should have stayed. He should have called earlier. He should have done SOMETHING.

“Listen, Red. You have got to stay calm and leave the walls alone that I am sure you are destroying. Is there anyway we can track them?’ He lifts his head as something occurs to him.

“Her phone. I-I gave her a phone she could use to call me,” he says with a bit of hope, “I am sending you the info now, Tim. Can you get me a location?”

“Yes, give me five minutes,” he says and Jason races to his bike.

“We will find her,” Bruce’s voice comes through the earpiece. Jason almost laughs at the irony.

“That’s what I said to her about Black Mask,” he mumbles.

“Got it,” Tim says lifting Jason’s spirits the slightest bit. With his heart racing, he pushes back the horrifying images of you in Black Mask‘s hands and guns it all the way there. Cutting the engine, he starts running towards the entrance when a hand smacks against his chest.

“Cool it, Red. We need to do some recon first so we aren’t just flying in there blind,” Dick whispers and Jason turns fiery eyes towards him.

“Cool it? Y/N and Nick are in there with Black Mask and whoever else decided to join the fucking Evil Gang of the Week, “Jason hisses. His guns burn hot in his holsters as his fingers itch to use them to eliminate any threat.

“Nightwing is right, We have to-” Batman is cut of fby a piercing scream coming from inside. Any inhibitions Jason had before completely disappear as his vision turns red with fury.

“Jason, no!” a voice faintly interjects but Jason pushes on and charges into the building. He kicks down the door and has his guns poised for the kill shot. When the dust clears, however, there are no goons in sight. But the source of the screaming is revealed and Jason stumbles towards your shaking body lying on the floor.

“Y/N? Can you hear me?” a panicked voice yells grabbing your face between his hands.

“Jason! Th-they’re dead, Jay. They’re gone. He took them in front of me and there was nothing I-” you break as tears fall in heavy currents down your cheeks and sobs beat at your throat. The image remains vivid and unrelenting in your mind. Your brother and nephew taken from you.

“And now me too, Y/N,” Jason’s voice changes and you look up at him confused.

“W-what are you talking about Jay?” you ask shakily. He gives your favorite smirk causing you to let your guard down in the slightest bit. All of a sudden a gun appears behind him.

“Jason! NO!” but your scream is drowned out by the noise of a fatal shot completing the genocide of your loved ones in one fatal battle.

“No, no, no, no,” you repeat scratching at your head in agony. Your body begins to succumb to the fear and your vision darkens around the edges.

“Y/N? Can you hear me?” Jason yells holding down your arms as you begin attacking your own face.

“She was injected with the fear toxin,“ a distraught Nick says from behind. He is currently holding a weeping Trey in his arms and staring horrified at your shaking and bleeding form. Jason’s blood runs cold knowing the effects of the fear toxin firsthand.

Jason’s eyes trail down to the blood soaking through your shirt on your right shoulder. He swallows back the emotion rising.

“I need a little help over here,” he yells hoarsely.

Dick slides in next to Jason and grabs your arms to hold you down. Jason rips off a piece of your shirt and ties it around your wound to staunch the bleeding.

“Robin and Red Robin, get Nick and Trey out of here,” Batman’s commanding voice booms through the turmoil, “Nightwing, you and I are going to follow Mask. Red Hood, you need to get Y/N to the cave for the antidote. Take the Batmobile and hurry.”

Jason frantically nods and your struggling turns into trembling as your strength exits your body. He swings you into his arms and takes you to the batmobile. Gently setting you in, he kisses your sweaty cheek.

“Y/N, come on Doll. You are one of the strongest people I have ever met,” he races over to the driver’s seat and takes one more look at your pale face stained with tears, “You can fight this.” His voice wavers with emotion and he steps down hard onto the gas.

“Haven’t I lost enough?!” he wants to scream at God but remains concentrated on the road towards the Batcave.

Jay jumps out of the car and grabs your now unconscious body while Alfred joins you two with a syringe.

“I have the antidote ready, Master Todd. Set her on this table,” Alfred says. He lies you down and strokes the strand from your face softly whispering your name to keep him from going mad. Alfred injects the serum and Jason holds his breath waiting for yours to follow. When the effects don’t immediately take effect and your breathing remains halted, he assumes the worst and feels the soul crushing weight of lost pizza dates or pointless banter or pride in himself for once for having such an amazing woman be a part of his life. Then your chest begins moving in sync with normal breathing pace and Jason exhales the breath in relief. He lets out a relieved laugh and places his head on your chest relishing in the sweet sound of a steady heartbeat.

Alfred then beings to pull out the materials to stitch your bullet wound and starts patching it up. Thankfully, the shot was clean with a clear exit and only needs stitches. Jay pulls up a chair and sits next you with your small hand in his.

“This time I really do promise, we will get him. And this,” he stares sadly at your sleeping face before falling into anger at what you had been through, “Will never ever happen again.” He kisses your hand and holds it to his forehead.

Alfred leaves the two of you like that with a feeling of melancholy and being all to aware that you are both way too young to have such familiarity with death.

#batman #BatFam #batman imagine #red hood #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #red hood x you #Red Hood X y/n #Jason Todd #jason todd x you #jason todd x y/n

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kaialone · 7 years

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Yokai Watch 3 Sukiyaki Translation

(Masterpost for my Yokai Watch translations can be found here)

This will contain major spoilers for the main plot of Yokai Watch 3 and a sidequest added in Yokai Watch 3 Sukiyaki and version 2.0, so proceed with caution.

With that being said, this will be a translation of the entire “Y-Files Final Episode: Seeking a Dream” (”Yファイル完結編：夢を求めて“) sidequest.

From what I understand, this quest becomes avaiable once you defeat GoGoGo Treasure Dragon towards the main story end of the Busters T segment.

I go through these scene by scene. (There will be links to watch the scenes on youtube, too.)

Bolded is original Japanese; for reference and in case someone who is better at Japanese than I reads this, and feels like correcting something.

Bolded and italicized is my translation.

(Number) Indicates I got a specific comment to make on that part in the translation notes.

Please keep in mind that I’m a beginner when it comes to Japanese, so it’s possible that I make mistakes, too.

Edit Note: This translation has been slightly overhauled to be closer to my current standard as of December 2017.

Changes include switching entirely to the Japanese names of the characters, fixing spelling errors I could catch, correcting a few mistakes and phrasings.

Agents show up at Kēta‘s House:

Malder: やあ僕はFBY特別捜査官のマルダー。そしてとなりにいるのは相棒の… Hello, I am FBY special agent Malder. And here next to me is my partner... (1)

Kakully: カクリーよ。 Kakully. (2)

Kēta: あっ！あなたは…！ Ah! You're...!

Malder: やあひさしぶりだね少年。 Hey, it's been a while, boy.

Kēta: なんで日本に！？それに… ウチがわかったの!? Why are you in Japan!? And... you know where I live!?

Kakully: ふぅ… 私たちを誰だと思っているの？ Hmph... Just who do you take us for?

Malder: はは君の引っ越し先を調べることなんて簡単なことさ。 Haha, it's very easy to find out something like the destination of your move.

Malder: 僕たちFBYにとってはね。 We are with the FBY, after all.

Malder: そんなことはさておき… 話したいことがあるんだ。 But aside from that... There is something we want to talk to you about.

Malder: 近くの公園… さんかく公園といったかな。そこで待ってるから来てくれないか？ There's a nearby park... I think it was called Triangle Park. We will be waiting there, so would you please come over?

Kakully: それじゃあまたあとでね。 So, see you later.

Kēta: なんだろう…？ What's this about...?

Whisper: まぁとにかく話を聞いてみてはどうですか？ Well, at any rate, why don't we listen to what they have to say?

Kēta: そうだね。 Right.

Whisper: さんかく公園でしたね！行ってみましょう！ They are at Triangle Park! Let's go!

Notes:

Malder, written in Japanese as マルダー/Marudā, is a reference to special agent Mulder from X-Files (written as モルダー/Morudā in the Japanese version of that show). His name is a pun on Mulder combined with まる/maru, which can mean “circle” or “circular”.

Kakully, written in Japanese as カクリー/Kakurī , is a reference to special agent Scully from X-Files (written as スカリー/Sukarī in the Japanese version of that show). Her name is a pun on Scully combined with かく/kaku, which can mean “square” or “angular”.

Meeting Malder and Kakully at the Playground:

Malder: やあ待っていたよ。 Hi, we've been waiting for you.

Kēta: 話っていったい何なんですか？ What exactly did you wanna talk about?

Kakully: 実はあれから… 私たちにも「見える」ようになってしまったの。 Truth is, it seems that ever since then... we became able to “see” as well.

Kakully: そう… ミステリーを引き起こす不思議な存在… Yes... Able to see those mystery-causing, strange beings...

Kakully: 「ヨーカイ」の姿がね。 The “Yo-kai”. (1)

Whisper: …ってことは私たちも見えちゃってるんでうぃすぅぅ！？ ... Wait, so you're saying that you can see us too, whiiiis!?

Malder: ああ… ハッキリとね。 Yes... Clearly.

Malder: おそらく… あのヨーカイの街に行き事件に巻き込まれたせいだろう。 Most likely... it's because we went to that Yo-kai town and got involved with the incident there.

Kakully: ここまでハッキリ見えるともう信じるしかないわ。 I guess there is no choice but to believe when seeing them this clearly.

Kakully: でもほかの捜査官にはサッパリ。おかげで私たちはFBYでも厄介者扱いよ。 But, our other co-workers don't. Because of that, we get treated like a nuisance at the FBY.

Malder: 彼らにヨーカイの存在を語ったところで誰も相手にしない。 Since we've told them about the existence of Yo-kai, everyone gives us the cold shoulder.

Malder: そこでぜひ今回の捜査をキミに協力してほしいんだ！ So please, we would like you to work together with us on our current investigation!

Malder: どうかな？ What do you say?

Whisper: FBYの捜査… なんだか気になりますし協力してあげましょうよ！ An FBY investigation... That's kind of interesting, so let's work with them!

Mission Description:

FBYの、マルダーとカクリーがなんと、日本の天野家を訪れる。妖怪が見えるようになった2人とゴゴゴファミリーの秘密を追え Suprisingly, Malder and Kakully of the FBY have visited the Amano Family in Japan. Having become able to see yōkai, the two of them chase down the secret of the GoGoGo Family.

Malder: ありがとう！そう言ってくれると思ったよ！ Thank you! I thought you would say so!

Kēta: それで… いったい何を調べてるんですか？ So... What exactly are you investigating?

Malder: ああそれはね… Right, it’s...

Malder: 僕たちを巻き込んだあのUFO事件の首謀者… The secret of the mastermind behind that UFO case we were involved in...

Malder: ゴゴゴ·ゴッドファーザーの秘密だ…！ GoGoGo Godfather...!

Kēta: ゴゴゴ·ゴッドファーザーの秘密…。 GoGoGo Godfather's secret...

Whisper: たしかに私たちも彼のことはよくしりませんね。 It's true that we don't really know him that well, either.

Malder: そして調査の結果… And, as a result of our research...

Malder: ゴゴゴファミリーの幹部が今も存在していることが判明したんだ。 We found out that the GoGoGo Family Executives are still around. (2)

Malder: 僕たちが手に入れた情報は４つ…。 We got 4 pieces of information...

Malder: 「妄想のクリエイター」は自分の世界へ帰っていった。 "The Creator of Delusions" returned to his own world.

Malder: 「邪心のティーチャー」は夜の小学校でヨーカイに勉強を教えている。 "The Teacher of Evil Hearts" is helping Yo-kai with their studies during the night, at a school. (3)

Malder: 「伝説のドラマー」はとある屋敷で一流ヨーカイになっている。 "The Drummer of Legend" has become a first-class Yo-kai at a certain mansion.

Malder: 「漆黒のロボット」は元いた会社で働いている。 "The Robot of Jet Black" is working for the company he originally came from. (4)

Malder: もちろんすぐに捜査を開始したんだが… Of course we started investigating right away, but...

Malder: 僕たちだけの力では彼らの潜む場所へたどりつくことはできなかった…。 We couldn't reach the places where they're lurking on our own...

Malder: そこでぜひキミたちの力を貸してもらいたいというワケだ。 So, that is why we want you to help us, please.

Whisper: ちょっと気になりますし協力してあげましょうよ！ I’m a bit worried, so let's work togther with them!

Notes:

In the Japanese version, when Malder and Kakully talk about yokai, they call them “ヨーカイ”, written in katakana, which is different from how they’re usually spelled in this franchise, which is in kanji as “妖怪”. Writing something only in katakana like that sometimes is used to indicate that the character in question is pronouncing it weirdly, like giving it special emphasis or talking with an accent, or the like. In this case I believe it might be indicating that Malder and Kakully are pronouncing it a bit odd because they’re English-speakers, and thus I thought it’d be fun if I translated it with the English localized spelling of “Yo-kai.”

The part I translated as “are still around.” could also be translated as “still exist.”

“Evil Hearts” could also be “Evil Mind” or “Evil Feelings” and the like.

“The Jet Black Robot” would probably be a less awkward translation, but I didn’t wanna break the pattern with the other executives.

At this point you can talk to the executives in any order you wish.

Talking to Mōsōmonmon:

Kakully: あなたがゴゴゴファミリー幹部… 「妄想世界にクリエイター」ね？ Are you the GoGoGo Family Executive... "The Creator of Delusions"?

Mōsōmonmon: …ン？ンンン〜〜？あれれぇン… なんでココにいるのン？ ...Nn? Nnnnn〜〜? My, oh my... Why are you here? (1)

Kakully: そんなことはいいからこちらの質問に答えてもらいたいの！ Nevermind that, I would like you to answer some of our questions!

Mōsōmonmon: し… 質問ですってぇ…？生意気だなン……。 Qu... Questions, you say...? My, aren’t you saucy...

Mōsōmonmon: でもいいよン♪ ちょっと退屈してたからね〜ン。 But sure~♪ I was a little bored anway~

Kakully: じゃあ… ゴゴゴ·ファミリーについて何か教えてもらえるかしら？ So... Can you tell us something about the GoGoGo Family?

Mōsōmonmon: ウフフン… それってぇ…♥ ボクちんのことしりたいってこと〜ン？ Uhuhun... You mean...♥ You want to know about me〜? (2)

Kakully: え… ええ… まぁそれでもいいわ。 Uh... Uhmm... Well, sure, that's fine, too.

Mōsōmonmon: えっとねン… ボクちんは〜ファミリーの中で一番の新入りだよン♪ Hmm, you see... I am~ The most recent newcomer to the Family ♪

Mōsōmonmon: それでねン〜いっつもコキつかわれてたのン！ And also~ I’m always being pushed around! (3)

Mōsōmonmon: 五郎��さんったら自分の妄想世界つくれってうるさいんだよン！？ ‘Cause big brother Gorō won't shut up about wanting me to make him his own Delusion World!? (4)

Mōsōmonmon: ンもぉ〜！ボクちんおこっちゃうよン！ Geez~! I’m getting ticked off here!

Mōsōmonmon: たのまれてつくるなんてぜ〜んぜん楽しくないんだもン！ Being asked to make one is no fun at aaaall!

Mōsōmonmon: 人の頭の中こっそ〜りのぞいてバクっと食べちゃうのがイイのにね〜ン…。 I'd rather seeecretly sneak a look at the insides of people's heads and then gobble them up〜...

Kakully: そ… そう… それは大変だったわね… Y... Yes... That must've been so hard for you...

Whisper: …それよりなんなんですか？この奇妙な世界は…。 By the way, what is this here? This bizarre world...

Mōsōmonmon: ある女の子の妄想世界よン♪ とってもイイとこでしょ〜ン？ It's some girl's Delusion World ♪ Isn't it nice?

Mōsōmonmon: ここなら五郎兄さんにコキ使われることもないしね〜ン♪ When I’m here, big brother Gorō can't push me around anymore〜♪

Kēta: そ… そっか…。 I... I see...

Mōsōmonmon: ねぇねぇン… 今度は… キミの妄想のぞかせてほしいな〜ン？ Hey, hey... Next time... Do you want me to take a look at your delusions~?

Kēta: か… 考えておくよ… I... I’ll think about it...

Malder: それじゃあ僕たちはこれで失礼するよ。 Now then, please excuse us.

Mōsōmonmon: ムフフン… また来てね〜ン♥ Muhuhun... Please come back some time~♥

Kakully: 何を言っているのかほとんどわからなかったわ… I could hardly understand any of what he was saying...

Notes:

In Japanese, Mōsōmonmon has what from what I can tell is a somewhat childish and also feminine way of speaking, but I am nto 100% sure. This includes him often adding “n” to the end of his lines, giving it a somehwat whimsy feel. Either way, it doesn’t translate easily into English.

Mōsōmonmon uses the personal pronoun ボクちん/boku-chin to refer to himself. ボク/boku basically is a somewhat informal pronoun usually used by young men and boys. It is more soft-spoken and formal than Ore, but more informal than Watashi. Adding “-chin“ to it basically turns it into a more childish/cutesy version of that.

What I translated as “pushed around” here refers to that in the sense of “being made to work hard”, “being overworked”, and all that.

Here he is referring to Kaminarasu Gorō here. He calls him big brother in the sense that he adds 兄さん/Niisan to his name.

Optional dialouge when talking to Mōsōmonmon again:

Mōsōmonmon: この妄想世界と〜ってもいいシュミしてるよねぇ〜ン♪ This Delusion World sure has some reaaally nice taste〜♪ (1)

Mōsōmonmon: ハァ…♥ キミの妄想はどんな色かなン…？ Hahh…♥ I wonder what colors your delusions are...?

Note:

This is “nice taste” not as in taste of food, but taste in interests and stuff.

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Talking to Yāmerunja-sensei:

Malder: キミがゴゴゴファミリー幹部… 「邪心のティーチャー」だね？ You are the GoGoGo Family Executive... "The Teacher of Evil Hearts", right?

Yāmerunja-sensei: おや？あなたも授業を受けに来たのですか？ Oh? Did you come to take classes too? (1)

Malder: あいや… そういうワケではないんだが… 実はキミに聞きたいことがあってね。 Ah, no... We actually have something we want to ask you.

Malder: ゴゴゴファミリーについてくわしく教えてほしいんだ。 We would like you to tell us more information about the GoGoGo Family.

Yāmerunja-sensei: いい質問ですねぇ♪ それじゃあこれは知っていますか？ That is a good question ♪ Well then, did you know this?

Yāmerunja-sensei: 先生ともんもん君はボスから生み出された妖怪なのです♪ Your teacher and Monmon are yōkai that were created from the Boss ♪ (2,3)

Yāmerunja-sensei: ボスはあまり自分のことを話さないのでこれは先生の考えにすぎませんが… Since the Boss does not talk about himself much this is only an idea your teacher had, but...

Yāmerunja-sensei: ボスの「大人の心」と「子どもの心」が私たちになったのかもしれませんねぇ。 ...Perhaps the Boss' "Adult Heart" and "Child Heart" have become us. (4)

Kakully: なるおどね… それじゃあ他のファミリーについては？ I see... What about the rest of the Family, then?

Yāmerunja-sensei: そうですねぇ…♪ Right...♪

Yāmerunja-sensei: 五郎くんはヤンチャだけどとっても元気あってイイ子ですし… Gorō is mischievous, but he is a very energetic, good child... (5)

Yāmerunja-sensei: インジャネーノくんはずっと不機嫌ですがよく周りを見れいる心優しいイイ子です。 Injanēno is always sullen, but he is a considerate, kind-hearted, good child. (6)

Yāmerunja-sensei: それからワルボくんも口は悪いですが人助けのできるイイ子ですね♪ And Warubo has a foul mouth, but he sure is a helpful, good child♪

Whisper: なんだかそれじゃあイイ子ばっかりみたいでうぃすねぇ…。 That kinda seems like there's only good children, whis...

Yāmerunja-sensei: んま！当たり前じゃないですか！ Well! Is it not obvious?!

Yāmerunja-sensei: 先生は… 「イイ子じゃない子」をしりませんよ♪ Your teacher... does not know any "child that is not a good child" ♪

Kēta: そっかぁ… それじゃあ… Really... then...

Kēta: ゴゴゴ・ゴッドファーザーにもイイ子の部分はあったのかもしれないね。 Maybe part of GoGoGo Godfather was a good child, too.

Yāmerunja-sensei: ウフフ… 先生うれしいです。キミははなまるをあげましょう♪ Uhuhu... Your teacher is happy. You get a gold star♪ (7)

Kēta: あ… ありがとう… ございます…。 T... Thank you... very much...

Notes:

Yāmerunja-sensei is known as Slackerjack in English.

In Japanese, Yāmerunja-sensei often just refers to himself as “sensei”, which simply means “teacher” (in this case), and, in fiction at least, it’s a common way for teachers to refer themselves when talking to students from what I understand. I translated this as “your teacher”, because it feels a bit less akward in english than just “teacher”, but still shows the fact that he does it at all.

He’s referring to Mōsōmonmon here. Notably, he specifically calls him Monmon-kun in Japanese, with the honorific -kun also commonly being used by teachers when adressing their male students, among other things, from what I understand.

The word I translated as heart here is 心/kokoro, and like before could also be translated as mind or feelings, among other things.

He’s of course referring Kaminarasu Gorō here, and in Japanese he also adds the -kun honorific to his name, and continues to do so for all their other fellow executives.

I’m not sure if I translated “considerate” right in this case.

He literally says something like “Let’s give you a flower circle”, which is something like an equivalent to gold stars, as in little symbolic rewards for student’s good behavior.

Optional dialouge when talking to Yāmerunja-sense again:

Yāmerunja-sensei: 先生はしばらくここで真夜中の妖怪学校をしています。 Your teacher will be doing a midnight yōkai school here for a while.

Yāmerunja-sensei: キミもまた先生に会いにきてくださいね♪ Please come visit again, too ♪

Optional dialouge when talking to the yokai students:

Isshun Boy: せんせー！おれまた速くなったでしょ！ Teacher! I got faster again! (1)

Hanako: せんせー！男子がそうじしませーん！ Teacher! The boys aren't cleaning up! (2)

Sunao: ハイ先生！質問です！わからないことがあります！ Hey, teacher! I got a question! There's something I don't understand! (3)

Onarazumono: ブフッ！今おならしたの誰ぇ〜！？ *PFFT*! Who farted just now!? (4)

Gaki: せんせー。宿題家にわすれましたー。 Teacher. I forgot to bring my homework. (5)

Notes:

Isshun Boy is known as Minimoto in English.

Hanako is known as Toiletta in English.

Sunao is known as Sandmeh in English.

Onarazumono is known as Cheeksqueek in English.

Gaki is known as Tantroni in English.

Talking to Kaminarasu Gorō:

Kakully: あなたがゴゴゴファミリー幹部の「伝説のドラマー」ね？ Are you the GoGoGo Family Executive... "The Drummer of Legend"?

Kaminarasu Gorō: ハッ！伝説のドラマーってか！！ Ha! Drummer of Legends, you say!!?

Kaminarasu Gorō: いいねぇ〜そのひびき！気にいったぜねえちゃん！ Nice~ I like the sound of that! I like you, sister!

Kakully: あなたたちゴゴゴファミリーについて教えてほしいんだけど… We want you to tell me about your GoGoGo Family, but...

Kaminarasu Gorō: いいぜぇ〜！なんでもおしぇてやるジャン！ Sure~! I'll tell ya anything! (1)

Kaminarasu Gorō: …つってもオイラはドラムばっか叩いてあんましらねぇんだけどなぁ！ ...'cept I dunno nothing 'bout anything, besides how to hit the drums!

Kaminarasu Gorō: オイラがよく知ってんのはジャーニーのことくらいジャン？ I do know Jany pretty well, how about that?

Whisper: …ゴゴゴファミリーにジャーニーなんて方いましたっけ？ ...Was there someone called Jany in the GoGoGo Family? (2)

Kaminarasu Gorō: あージャーニーってのは親友のインジャネーノのことな！ Ah, when I say Jany, I mean my best friend Injanēno! (3)

Kakully: 親友…。 Your best friend...

Kakully: あなたたちはどうしてゴゴゴファミリーになったの？ Why did you two join the GoGoGo Family?

Kaminarasu Gorō: あん？どうしてって… ボスに拾われたからだぜ？ Hm? Why did we... Because the Boss picked us up? (4)

Kaminarasu Gorō: いっしょに夢を叶えねーがって口説かれてなぁ！ Sayin' “why don't we fulfill our dreams together”, is how he won us over.

Kaminarasu Gorō: もちろんソッコーついてったぜ！オイラにはデッカイ夢があったからな！ Of Course I followed him right away! I got a BIG dream, after all!

Kaminarasu Gorō: オイラのクールなドラムを大勢のやつらに聞かせるって夢がよぉ！ A dream about letting a whole lot of people listen to my cool drums!

Kaminarasu Gorō: でもジャーニーには夢がないどころか夢なんか持ったこともなかったんだよな。 But Jany didn't dream at all, he never had something like a dream. (5)

Kaminarasu Gorō: だからボスの夢をきいているうちに… So I guess that’s why while he was listening to the Boss' dream...

Kaminarasu Gorō: いつの間にかボスの夢がアイツの夢になっちまったんだろうなぁ〜。 Before we knew it, the Boss' dream became his dream.

Kēta: そっか…。 I see...

Kēta: だからアイツはゴゴゴGFを… ボスの夢を守ろう必死あったんだ… That's why he was so desperate about protecting GoGoGo Godfather... the Boss' dream...

Kaminarasu Gorō: まオイラはボスに感謝してるぜぇ？アイツに夢見せてくれたんだからな！ Well, I’m grateful to the Boss? 'Cause he showed him dreams!

Kaminarasu Gorō: 夢を見れねぇ人生ってのはやっぱ悲しいもんジャン！？ A life without dreamin' is pretty sad after all, right!?

Whisper: ゴゴゴファミリーにも情に厚いところがあったんですね…！ To think that even in the GoGoGo Family such compassion exists...!

Notes:

Occasionally Kaminarasu Gorō adds ジャン/jan to his sentences, which I think is a reference to the onomatopoeia of a drum set’s cymbal being hit, but is also similar to an informal, casual way to end a sentence that basically translates to something like “y’know?” or “ain’t it?”. Overall Gorō has a casual and informal manner of speaking.

Jany is spelled as ジャーニー/Jānī in Japanese and is of course, a nickname of インジャネーノ/Injanēno.

The word I translated as “best friend“ here is 親友/shin'yū which can also be translated as very close friend and the like.

The word I translated as “picked up” is 拾う/hirou which can refer to literally picking up something, but I think it can also refer to picking up a person, as in taking them under your wing.

What I translated as “didn’t dream at all” does literally mean that, but it also refers to something like “had no ambitions” or “had no motivation”. But given the theme of these characters, I wanted to keep in the word “dream”.

Optional dialouge when talking to Kaminarasu Gorō again:

Kaminarasu Gorō: 格付けチェックやってみたんだけどよぉ〜オイラってやっぱ超一流ジャン？ I tried out that Ranking Check, yeah? Guess I’m really super first-class, huh? (1)

Kaminarasu Gorō: 全部カンで当たっちまうんだよなぁー！ I won everything with my gut feeling!

Kaminarasu Gorō: ラクショーすぎて飽きてきちまったし… そろそろライブでまやるかぁ！ I got bored from that way too easy victory... Can't I perform live anytime soon?

Note:

“Ranking Check” is a mini-game hosted by Sebastian in this mansion, in which you have to guess if a food is high and quality or not, and determine your “class” by that. I is areference to a Japanese gameshow called 芸能人格付けチェック ( “Entertainer Ranking Check”), I believe. I don’t know much about it, but seems it is a show where various celebrites are tested on wether they are truly “first-class” or not? By being shown two products and needing to pick out which of the two is the more expensive one? It seems popular enough that you’ll see references to it pop up sometimes.

Optional dialouge when talking to Sebastian:

Sebastian: カミナラス五郎さまは負けなしの超一流妖怪です。 Master Kaminarasu Gorō is an undefeated super first-class yōkai. (1)

Sebastian: いやいや不思議なものです。紳士的な方にはとても見えな… Honestly thougj, it is strange. He does not look much like a... (2)

Verygoodsir: …ゴホゴホッ！いえなんでもありません。 Cough, cough! Ah, no it is nothing.

Note:

Sebastian is known as Verygoodsir in English.

At this part Sebastian cuts himself off before finishing the line, so I can only guess on what he was going to say, but it appears to be something like “He doesn’t look much like a gentleman”. Either way the implication is he was about to say something bad about Kaminarasu Gorō but cut himself off, since a butler shouldn’t be saying that.

Talking to Warubo V5:

Malder: キミがゴゴゴファミリーの幹部「漆黒のロッボト」だね。 You must be the GoGoGo Family Executive "The Robot of Jet Black".

Malder: たしか… 昔の職場にいるという情報だったが… I’m certain that... According to our information you were at your old workplace...

Kēta: それじゃあワルボはゴゴゴファミリーに入る前ここで働いてたってこと！？ So then, you worked here before you joined the GoGoGo Family, Warubo!?

Warubo V5: そうですが何か ▼_▼ That's right, what do you want ▼_▼

Malder: どうしてゴゴゴ ·ファミリーの一員になったんだい？ Why did you become a member of the GoGoGo Family?

Warubo V5: よろしい。教えてさしあげようじゃねーか ▼_▼ Fine. Gonna tell you ▼_▼

Warubo V5: ワルボあの日は眠ってたんだ。ヨップル社の真っ暗な部屋でずっとな。 Warubo was sleeping that day. In a completely dark room at Yopple Inc., for a long time.

Warubo V5: まーそこにファミリーが現れた ▼_▼ Well, the Family showed up there ▼_▼

Warubo V5: やつらオレをゴゴゴ ·ゴッドタワーに連れさって改造しやがったんだ。 They brought me to the GoGoGo Godtower, and reconstructed me. (1)

Malder: …もしやこわれて捨てられていたキミをファミリーが持ち帰って直したんじゃ…。 ...Maybe you were broken and throw away, and then the Family brought you home and fixed you...

Warubo V5: なあそれより見てみろよ… ヨップ野郎どものあのニコニコ顔。 Hey, more importantly, look... That Yopp dude's bright smiling face. (2)

Warubo V5: くそイラつくぜ ▼_▼ Pisses me off ▼_▼

Warubo V5: ワルボはこの目つきのせいでポニーにも逃げられるってのにな。 Because of Warubo's expression, even ponies will run away. (3)

Warubo V5: だからワルボ決めた。プチ整形してニコニコ顔になる。 So Warubo decided. I will get a quick facelift, to get a bright smiling face. (4)

Warubo V5: でもジョーズさん整形するには１０００ドル必要って言いやがった。 But, Mr. Jaws said that to get a facelift, 1000 dollars are needed.

Warubo V5: ワルボの日給は１ドルだから… Because Warubo's daily salary is 1 dollar...

Warubo V5: １０００日働けばイイ！ I need to work for 1000 days!

Warubo V5: ワルボ計算はやいだろ。ロボットだからな ▼_▼ Warubo calculates fast. I am a robot after all ▼_▼

Kēta: １０００日… が… がんばってね…。 1000 days... G... Good luck with that...

Warubo V5: ニコニコ顔になったらポニーのやつ乗せてくれるかな。 ▼_▼ Once I got a bright smiling face, I wonder if I can ride that pony guy. ▼_▼

Warubo V5: そうだオマエラ。ワルボ厳選のジョークを聞かせてやろう。 Oh right, you guys. Listen to Warubo's carefully selected jokes.

Whisper: …その方ほっとくといつまでもしゃべりつづけそうですよ？ ... Is this fellow is just going to keep talking forever?

Kēta: ワ… ワルボ！いっぱい話してくれてありがとう…！ Wa... Warubo! Thank you for telling us so many things...!

Warubo V5: なんだよオマエラ帰るのか？ What, you guys are leaving?

Warubo V5: さみしくはないぞ。ワルボ機械だからな ▼_▼ I’m not sad. Warubo is a machine, after all ▼_▼

Warubo V5: またな T_T See you T_T

Notes:

Warubo V5 mostly refers to himself as “Warubo” instead of using an actual first person pronoun, but here he actually uses one (ore), showing that he does use that occasionally. In my translation I had to use “I” for him occasionally to make lines not sound weird, so note that while he does switch between “Warubo” and “I” in Japanese too, he doesn’t do it as frequently.

He is referring to Yopp-kun (can alternatively be spelled as Yoppu-kun) in case you’re wondering.

It could either be “ponies” or “pony”

A robot getting a face lift may sound weird, but in Japanese the word being used can also literally be translated as something like “form adjustment”.

Optional dialouge when talking to Warubo V5 again:

Warubo V5: ワルボぜったいポニーとともだちになる ▼_▼ Warubo will absolutely become friends with the pony ▼_▼

After talking to all 4 Executives:

Malder: 幹部４人から話を聞いたワケだが… We listened to the stories of the 4 executives, but...

Whisper: ゴゴゴファミリーがどんな組織だったかなんとなくわかってきましたねぇ！ I feel like I sort of understand what kind of organization the GoGoGo Family was!

Kēta: うーんでも… Hmmm, but...

Kēta: かんじんのゴゴゴGFについてはあんまり何もわからなかったよね…。 We didn't really learn anything crucial about GoGoGo Godfather...

Malder: そうだな… Right...

Malder: ボスの近くにいたアイツなら何か知っているかもしれないが… That fellow who was so close to their Boss might have known something, but...

Kēta: そうだ… たしかにインジャネーノはゴゴゴGFの過去を知ってた…！ That’s true... I’m sure Injanēno knew about GoGoGo Godfather's past...!

Kēta: ゴゴゴGFはアイツにだけ自分のことを話していたんだと思う！ I think GoGoGo Godfather only talked about himself with him!

Whisper: インジャネーノの最期の場所へ行ってみてはどうでしょう？ How about we go to the place where Injanēno last was, then?

Kakully: たしかに… なにか彼のヒントが残されているかもしれないわ。 Definitely... he might have left behind some clues.

Malder: ああそうだね。 Yes, that's true.

Whisper: ゴゴゴ ·ゴッドタワーの最上階ですね… 行ってみましょう！ The top floor of the GoGoGo Godtower... Let's go there!

Going to the Top of the GoGoGo Godtower:

Malder: さあ　最上階についた。 Now, we've reached the top.

Whisper: ここに　ゴゴゴＧＦの秘密が隠されていないか　さがしてみましょう！ GoGoGo Godfather's secret might be hidden here, so let's look for it!

Whisper: みごとに何も　残されていませんね…。 There seems to be nothing left at all...

Malder: 他の幹部は　ボスの過去を知れない… 知っていたのはあの側近のみ…。 The other executives don't know about their Boss' past... The only one who knew was that close aide of his...

Malder: だとするとここで語られていた可能性が高いと思うが… Assuming that's true, I think there is a high possibility that he told him about it in here, but...

Malder: 今や誰も知る者はいない… か。 Now there is no one left who knows anymore... is there?

Kakully: いるとすればこの部屋そのものくらいね。 If there was, it'd have to be the room itself.

Malder: はは部屋に刻まれた記憶でも呼び覚ませればいいが…。 Haha, it sure would be nice if we could awaken the memories etched into this room...

Kēta: それなら…！妖怪の力でなんとかできるかも！ In that case...! The power of a yōkai might do the trick!

Whisper: えっと… 場所に刻まれた「記憶」を思い出させる妖怪ですか… Umm... A yōkai that can recall the “memory” etched into a place...

Whisper: いました！妖怪おもいだ神…！ Found it! The yōkai Omoidashin...! (1)

Whisper: おもいだ神はおもいだスッポンが合成で進化する妖怪のようです！ Omoidashin is a yōkai that evolves from Omoidasuppon through Fusion! (2)

Whisper: 進化することでなんと場所の「記憶」まで思い出させることもできるとか…！ Seems that by evolving they become able to even recall the 'memory' of a place...!

Kēta: うん！おもいだ神ならいけるかも…！早くここにつれてこよう！ Yeah! Vaccumory might work...! Let's take him here fast!

Notes:

Omoidashin is known as Vacuumory in English.

Omoidasuppon is known as Flushback in English.

Summoning Omoidashin:

Malder: この場所に刻まれた「記憶」… ヨーカイの力で呼び起こせるんだったね？ So, the 'memory' etched into this room... can be recalled with the power of a Yo-kai?

Whisper: さあケータくん！おもいだ神はともだちにしましたよね！ Alright, Kēta! We have made friends with Omoidashin!

Whisper: さっそくここに呼び出して過去の出来事を思い出させましょう！ Let's call him right away, and recall the past events!

Kēta: よーし… それじゃあ… Right... so...

Kēta: オレのともだち！でてこいおもいだ神！ My friend! Come out, Omoidashin!

Kēta: 妖怪メダルセットオン！ Yōkai Medal, Set On! (1)

Omoidashin: ふおっふおっ… ワシに何の用じゃ？ Hoh, Hoh... What do you need from me?

Malder: …あなたが「記憶」を呼び起こしてくれるというヨーカイですね。 ...So you are the Yo-kai that can bring forth “memories”.

Malder: なんでも場所に刻まれた記憶でさえ思い出させることができる… とか。 I am told that you can even recall memories that are etched into a place... or something.

Omoidashin: ああたやすいことじゃ。場所や物もあらゆるものに記憶はある…。 Yes, that's easy. Places and objects, there are memories inside everything...

Malder: では… この部屋の記憶のなかには… ゴゴゴGFが語ってその過去についても…？ Then... Somewhere in the memory of this room... is there one where GoGoGo Godfather talks about his past, too...?

Omoidashin: …うむたしかに存在するようじゃ。この部屋は今も覚えておるのう…。 ... Yes, there certainly is. This room still remembers...

Omoidashin: 思い出させてやろう…。この部屋に眠るかつての主の記憶を…！ Let me recall it... The memory of this room's former master that sleeps within it...!

Note:

This is the Japanese summoning chant, in the English localization it goes: “Come out my friend! Calling *insert Yo-kai*! Yo-kai Medal, do your thing!"

Seeing the Memory:

GoGoGo Godfather: フッ… 変わったものだな私も。 Hmh... I have changed, too.

Injanēno: どうしましたボス？ What's the matter, Boss?

GoGoGo Godfather: …なに少し昔を思い出していた。 ... Nothing, I was just thinking about the old days for a bit.

GoGoGo Godfather: 私はな数百年前… Hundreds of years ago I was...

GoGoGo Godfather: ひとりの人間だったのだよ。 ...a human being.

Injanēno: …そうだったんですかい。 ...I see.

GoGoGo Godfather: 人間だったころの私はただ夢を見続ける純粋な少年だった。 When I was a human, I was just a pure boy who kept on dreaming.

GoGoGo Godfather: 私には普通の人間には見えないモノが見えていてね。 I could see things that were invisible to average humans.

GoGoGo Godfather: そういった「幻の存在」を見つけては夢いっぱいに語ったものさ。 I talked a lot about my dreams of finding those 'phantom beings'. (1)

Injanēno: そいつぁ楽しそうですなぁ。 That sounds like fun.

GoGoGo Godfather: だが人々は私を不気味がりだれも信じてくれなかった… But the people considered me creepy, and no one believed me... (2)

GoGoGo Godfather: そんな私はいつしか「悪魔の子」と呼ばれ…… And as such, eventually they started to call me "devil child"... (3)

GoGoGo Godfather: …捨てられたのだよ。本当のファミリーにね。 ...I was abandoned. By my real family. (4)

GoGoGo Godfather: 行くあてもなくさまよった私はついに力尽き… I wandered aimlessly, until in the end, I was completely exhausted... (5)

GoGoGo Godfather: 自分自身が幻の存在「妖怪」になった。 …というわけさ。 I myself became a phantom being, a 'yōkai'. ...that’s the long and short of it.

Injanēno: ボス…。 Boss...

GoGoGo Godfather: それでも妖怪の世界でなら私も受け入れられると思った。 But even so, I thought that in the world of yōkai at least, even I would be accepted.

GoGoGo Godfather: が… 妖怪たちでさえ UFOなどいないと私を信じない。 But... even yōkai don't believe in things like UFOs, nor do they believe me.

GoGoGo Godfather: 今では妖怪ワールドでさえ私ははみだし者さ。 Now, even in the Yōkai World, I am an outcast.

Injanēno: ボスのこと信じないアイツらがまちがっとるんじゃ…！ Those that don't believe you got it all wrong, Boss...!

GoGoGo Godfather: なぁに… 悪いことばかりではなかったさ。 Hey... Not everything was bad.

GoGoGo Godfather: 今の私には新たなファミリーがいる。お前のようにな。 I have a new family now. Like you.

GoGoGo Godfather: なあインジャネーノ。「幻の大陸」の伝説を知ってるか？ Say, Injanēno. Do you know the legend of the "Phantom Continent"? (6)

Injanēno: 幻の大陸… ですかい？ The... Phantom Continent?

GoGoGo Godfather: ああ。人間界と妖怪ワールドの狭間に存在するといわれる幻の大陸… Yes. A Phantom Continent that is said to exist between the Human World and the Yōkai World...

GoGoGo Godfather: そこには黄金の秘宝が眠っているという。 …お前はどう思う？ Supposedly a golden treasure is sleeping there. ... What do you think?

Injanēno: …ワシぁあると思いますぜ。ボスも信じとるんでしょう？ ... I think it's real. Do you believe in it too, Boss?

GoGoGo Godfather: ああ… だが多くの者たちは信じない。人間も妖怪も今の世界には夢がない。 Yes... But many don't. In today's world, both humans and yōkai have no dreams.

GoGoGo Godfather: 夢のない世界などつまらないではないか。 A world without dreams is boring, isn't it?

GoGoGo Godfather: 私は「夢見がちな者」たちを集め… 築き上げたファミリーと共に… I will gather "people that dream"... and together with the family I build up...

GoGoGo Godfather: この妖怪ワールドを作りかえ「幻の大陸」を見つけ出したいのだよ。 I will remake this Yōkai World, and I want to discover the "Phantom Continent".

Injanēno: ボスなら… きっと見つけられますよ。 Boss... you'll definitely be able to find it.

Injanēno: ボスに拾っていただいたこの命。最後までボスのために。 This life of mine that you picked up, Boss. I’ll dedicate it to you, until the end.

GoGoGo Godfather: ああ… 期待しているぞ。 Yes... I’m counting on you.

Notes:

The words I translated as “Phantom Beings” are 幻の存在/Maboroshi no Sonzai in Japanese, which can be translated in various other ways, too.

The word I translated as “creepy” is 不気味/bukimi which can also be translated as “uncanny” or “eerie”, in fact, it is where the Japanese name of the Eerie Tribe comes from.

The word I translated as “devil“ is 悪魔/akuma which can also be literally translated as “evil demon”, among other things.

When talking about family in this scene, GoGoGo Godfather actually uses the english word “family”.

What I translated as “completely exhausted” can also translate to “run out of energy” or “used up all one’s strength”, and notably it can be used to refer to someone actually dying from exhaustion.

Like with the case of Phantom Beings above, the “Phantom“ part here is 幻 /Maboroshi in Japanese, and can be translated in various ways.

After seeing that:

Kēta: あのゴゴゴGFももともとはただの夢見がちな少年だったんだ…。 That GoGoGo Godfather was originally just a dreaming boy...

Malder: もし生まれる時代がちがっていたら… If he had been born in a different time period...

Malder: ミステリーに夢を見る者同士ともだちにだってなれたかもしれない。 He might have been able to make friends with other people that dream about mysteries.

Kēta: そうですね… That's right...

Malder: そして幻の大陸… 「ヌー大陸」か。 And the Phantom Continent... it's the "Continent Nu", right?

Malder: キミたちはもう知っているんだろう？ I guess you already know about that one?

Kēta: はい…。 Yes...

Malder: 私たちもそこへつれていってくれないか？ Could you take us there, too?

Whisper: 妖怪が見えるようになったお��たりならヌー大陸にも行けるかもしれませんね！ Since the two became able to see yōkai, they might the able to go to the Continent Nu, too!

Kēta: うん… そうだね。 Yeah... that's right.

Kēta: わかりました！「ヌー大陸」に案内します！ Got it! I will take you to the "Continent Nu"!

Malder: たのんだぞ少年！ We're counting on you, boy!

Optional dialouge when talking to Malder and Kakully at Kēta’s House:

Malder: ここはキミの家だが… This is your house, but...

Malder: まさかヌー大陸へはここから行くというのか…？ Could it be that one can go to the Continent Nu from here...?

Kakully: 幻の大陸「ヌー大陸」… そんなものが本当にあるのかしら…？ The Pantom Continent "Continent Nu"... Does such a thing really exist...?

Kakully: マルダーは信じているようだけど私にはまだ信じられないわ…。 Malder seems to believe in it but, I still can't quite believe it...

Showing Malder and Kakully the way to the Continent:

Kakully: すごい… キミの家の地下にこんな場所が…。 Amazing... To think such a place was in the basement of your house...

Kēta: ここがヌー大陸につながってるんです。 This leads to the Continent Nu.

Malder: ほう… これはまるで運命だね…。 Wow... This is almost like fate...

Kēta: それじゃあついてきてくださいね！ Well then, please follow me!

Malder: そんな… まさかこれが… No way... is this actually...

Malder: ゴゴゴGFの夢見たあの「ヌー大陸」だというのか…！？ The "Continent Nu" that GoGoGo Godfather was dreaming of...!?

Kēta: オレたち… ここでまたゴゴゴGFと戦ったんだ。 We... fought against GoGoGo Godfather again here.

Kakully: ど… どういうこと！？ W...What do you mean!?

Kēta: 実は… To tell you the truth...

Kakully: そうだったのね…。 So that's what happened...。

Malder: なるほど…。 I see...

Malder: この大陸にUFOが現れピラミッドが導いたということは… A UFO appeared over this Continent Nu, led here by the pyramid, which means...

Malder: ヌー大陸はかつてエイリアンたちが創り出したモノかもしれないな… The Continent Nu might be something that aliens created a long time ago...。

Kēta: エイリアンが…！？ Aliens...!?

Malder: あくまで僕の見解だがね。 Well, that's just my opinion.

Malder: それにしても… Still...

Malder: 黄金の秘宝にとりつかれてしまったヨーカイ… か。 A Yo-kai who was obsessed with the Golden Treasure, huh? (1)

Malder: 誰も信じてくれる者がいないなか彼はひとり信じて夢見続けていたんだ。 Since there was no one who believed, he believed alone and kept on dreaming.

Whisper: なんだか少しかわいそうですね…。 Somehow, I feel kinda sorry for him...

Malder: だが手段はともかく… But, by some means... (2)

Malder: 彼は自分が夢見た「幻の大陸」にたどりついたんだな…。 He did reach the "Phantom Continent" that he had dreamed about...

Malder: 僕たちもさまざまなミステリーを追ってきたが… We have also been pursuing various mysteries...

Malder: そうして伝説の大陸に立てたのは彼の見た「夢」のおかげかもしれないな。 And the fact that we are now standing upon the legendary Phantom Continent, might be thanks to the "dream" he had.

Malder: 彼は夢を見ない人間やヨーカイに絶望したのかもしれないが… He may have fallen into despair due to the humans and yōkai that don't dream, but...

Malder: せめて我々は彼のように「夢見がちな心」を持ち続けようじゃないか。 How about we at least try to hold onto our "dreaming hearts", just like him? (3)

Malder: なあ少年！ Right, boy?

Kēta: うん…！ Yeah...!

Notes:

The verb here is とりつく/toritsuku which literally means to cling to, or “to obsess over“, but it can also mean “to be possessed by” and it is what is called “inspiriting” is called in the English version of the games, actually. But I feel in this case the translation “obsessed” fit best, but given the context of the word, the other meanings might be interesting to know.

I am a bit unsure about that line.

Like before, the word I translated as hearts is is 心/kokoro, and like before could also be translated as minds or feelings among other things.

Mission End Description: ミステリーという夢を追っていたゴゴゴGF。元々は、ただの「夢見がち」な男だったのだ。 GoGoGo Godfather was pursuing the dream of Mystery. Originally, he was a mere "dreaming" man.

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