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jennifer-jeong · 5 months ago

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Fluff + Angst | Boothill x GN!Reader Homecoming

SUMMARY He thought he lost everything, but you were always here, waiting for him to come home

CONTENT Angst to fluff, happy ending implied basically, mentions of past traumas, ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

AUTHOUR NOTES Just read Boothill’s character stories… I am unwell… So I wrote this LMAOO enjoyyy GUH I just started playing the game but alas the hyperfixation is already here Also, Boothill, please actually come home please I have soft pity soon

WORD COUNT: 921

Boothill was visiting the Aeragan-Epharshel reserves, seeing what was left of his tribe, his distant family, and because honestly it was just one of those times where he was really missing home. It just hurt because home no longer existed for him. The memories still pop up sometimes. How he searched the entire burnt house for anyone, anything to rescue. It was years ago, but still haunts him, it always will. So that’s why he’s here. Just visiting because why not. No one quite knew him here, but it felt fairly cozy. The few buildings around the area were lively with families and they had farmland and livestock like he always did when he was younger. The sun was setting, lighting everything in golden and orange hues. He enjoyed the warmth on his skin, well, the skin on his face at least. A few of the townsfolk offered him some food since he was just passing by and because the town was so small, everyone knew when there was an unfamiliar face. They also wanted to help him because he helped where he could during the day, just helping people lift and move things, even catching a loose chicken. It was actually pretty nice and for the first time in a while, he smiled, just genuinely enjoying life, watching the sunset, sitting on a bench, eating his food.

It was peaceful and the warm breeze tousled his hair and brushed his face. But he also heard something insane, the name he hadn’t heard in years. It felt like it wasn’t even his name anymore but rather from a previous life in a different body. Worst or maybe best of all, it was your voice.

His eyes were blown wide, mechanical heart somehow racing. Was the robot body driving him insane? The doctor was pretty shady honestly, he wouldn’t have been surprised if she fudged his brain up too.

But still, curiosity made him look around for the source of the voice, even if it didn’t exist.

You watched him look around before shifting on the bench to fully turn to see you. Both your hands were hovering over your mouth, eyebrows upturned as your eyes couldn’t believe it.

When he turned, his eyes locked on your figure. Maybe you were just a hallucination, but hallucinations don’t age, don’t get more mature or taller. You look the same but different, and maybe that was enough evidence for him to believe he wasn’t psychotic.

He stood up slowly, taking careful steps towards you as your hands shook, adrenaline pumping through your body. It felt like it took hours for him to close the few meters between you but once you saw his eyes, you knew. It was him.

“Lord… It really is you,” you breathed out as you reached out slowly, not wanting to spook him but also barely believing that he was actually there. Your hands slowly cupped his face and he forgot how warm things like this felt. Tears pricked at his eyes. At this point he didn’t care if this was a hallucination or not, he just wanted to indulge himself for once. Just believe that he didn’t lose everything. That maybe he could still have you, one of his only friends outside of his family that he had while growing up. His first love that he never had enough time with, not even enough time to confess.

It was almost cruel how you felt the same and how much your heart ached upon seeing his teary eyes, frozen in disbelief, staring into yours. You brushed your thumbs over his cheeks trying to comfort him and show him you really were here.

He started to question himself. Why did he never check out the towns whenever he came back to investigate the IPC on Aeragan-Epharshel? Your house had been destroyed but he never confirmed your corpses, only those of his own family. It was too much, he just assumed the worst at the time.

But now here you are, tears streaming down your face, looking as beautiful as the day he first laid eyes on you.

“Darlin’… what happened to ya fer all these years?” You asked, questioning where he had been but also what happened to his body. You closed your eyes as your eyebrows scrunched together, unable to control your emotions and crying at this point. You quickly pulled him into a hug, arms wrapped around his neck. Reflexively, his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you in tight. Your chests flush against each other.

God how he wished he wasn’t cold metal right now. He wanted to feel you with his own skin, feel your warmth, how soft you were. But he could only barely make it out with the sensors on his body. Maybe he could get some upgrades? Link some more things to his brain?

He quickly snapped himself out of his own thoughts to finally respond to you. You shivered hearing his voice again.

“It don’t matter now sweetheart. All that matters is that I’m home,” he said slowly and shaky. You squeezed him harder as you started to sob into his shoulder. It made his own tears fall as he started to stroke your back.

“I thought I’d never see ya again,” you choked out.

“Same here darlin’,” he said, voice cracking.

“I’ll tell ya all about it, and ya tell me about yerself too,” he says between breathes, his throat closing from needing to cry. “I ain’t goin’ anywhere this time…

promise.”

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#boothill x reader #boothill fluff #boothill angst #honkai x reader #honkai fluff #honkai angst #hsr x reader #hsr fluff #hsr angst #star rail x reader #j's silly ramblings

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astupidweeb69 · 11 months ago

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Unrequited (Yandere! Ticci Toby x Reader) Part 8

Links to Previous Chapters: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Next Chapter: Part 9

Author’s Note: I know this chapter is a lot shorter than my previous one's but, I figured it was better than nothing. I might end up rewriting this to make it longer or something.

Cross-posted on my Ao3 account, which I update more frequently.

Warnings: Swearing. Some threats of violence. (1,276 words)

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“I love you, (Y/N).”

He said it so genuinely, like there was nothing wrong with the situation. Like he hadn’t taken you from your home, stalked you, tormented you, fucking bashed your head in with a baton. He said the words as if he was just a regular school boy confessing to his crush.

It made you sick to your stomach.

“Well? Are you guh-going to say something?”

He sounded impatient, as if you were the one in the wrong somehow. You looked up from the ground, his dark eyes and expression turning colder each second that passed.

“You’re insane.”

Wrong answer.

Toby’s face dropped, and with a heavy tension in the air, he raised his arm, his hand closing into a fist.

You prepared for the worst.

Then, Toby took a sharp breath, holding it for a moment, and exhaled. Slowly lowering his hand again. Trying to muster up the strength to not lash out, most likely.

“I’ll give you some time to warm up to me. I wuh-won’t hurt you.” He paused, thinking. “I’ll tuh-try not to.”

He didn’t sound very convincing.

You decided to hold your tongue for the time being. At least until you came up with a game plan to get out of this fucking place.

Toby sat down on the couch next to you, still pissed off. The sudden shift in weight causing you to look over at him. It was hard not to notice just how big he was. Tall and lanky, but at this distance it was obvious he did some kind of exercise. He’d be hard to take down on your own, and you’d need some kind of weapon that could immediately incapacitate him. He couldn’t feel pain. You knew that now.

“See suh-somethin’ you luh-like?”

Your thoughts were interrupted, noticing the wide grin stretched across Toby’s face as he looked you over. You had been staring.

Albeit, you were trying to figure out how to kick his ass, but you had been staring nonetheless.

Frowning, you decided it was best to stay silent, choosing to just shake your head ‘no’.

Toby sighed. The noise making you jump a little. “There’s nothing you can do now.” He put his arm around you, your body tensing as you were pulled into him. “And that’s okay.”

The ends of fingers started playing with your hair.

“It isn’t.”

Your voice came out quieter than you’d had hoped. But soon rose from desperation, sadness, anger or a combination of the three.

“It isn’t okay. I have a life, I have fucking friends who care about me, you can’t just tell me it’s okay. God! How could a person be so selfish?!”

“Because I can.” Toby hissed. “Fuh-for once I can be selfish. I finally found suh-something that I want. So I’m going to get it. Even if I have to drag you back here kicking and screaming over and over again.”

His words sunk in, like a rock falling into a bottomless pit.

“You’ll have to.”

Toby laughed cruelly at your response, not phased at all by your determination. He leaned forward in his seat, playing and picking with the skin on his hands. His nose scrunched in a smile, and he turned his head to you, putting a hand on your knee. “That’s fine. I duh-don’t mind a cat and muh-mouse chase every once in a while.”

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You felt numb. Your brain buzzing, probably the after effects from the head injury Toby gave you. All the energy you had was focused on the fireplace on the other side of the room. You could hear your captor behind you in the kitchen, rummaging through cupboards. After a couple of failed attempts to get you to speak, he resorted to pacing the cabin, occasionally glaring at you. Muttering phrases and curses under his breath. He finally stopped when your stomach started growling, quickly making his way to the fridge to find you something to eat. Of course, you didn’t ask him to. You decided you weren’t going to ask him for anything.

But there was one thing that had started to bug you, well, other than the whole kidnapping thing.

Scanning the room more intently, you noticed two hatchets that hung by the front door. One with a bright orange handle, and the other dull and wooden. They looked well used, and if it wasn’t your paranoia just seeing things, there were definitely specks of red on the handles and on the holster they hanged from.

It made you wonder what Toby did in his free time.

Sure, you had asked him before if he was going to kill you. And he had alluded to murdering people in his fits of rage. And although you never saw any evidence of it, bloody fucking axes on the wall seemed like pretty solid proof.

You moved closer to get a better look at them.

“Hey. Yuh-your food.”

A bowl of cold soup was shoved in front of your face.

Toby stood next to you frowning, trying to figure out what you were looking so intensely at.

“W-what are you doing?”

“I was - um….. Nothing?” You stammer back.

He placed the bowl into your hand and walked over to the wall, lifting the leather holster off the hooks. The blades of the hatchets swung as he carried them over, before sitting down on a musty chair across from you.

“You like em’?” Toby asked, a hint of tease in his voice, like he was trying to be playful.

“Not really” You shot back.

“Aw, yuh-you’re hurting my feelings.”

Toby took the orange one out of the holster, tossing it back and forth in his hands with ease. He looked up at you for a moment and smirked, before l lifting the handle behind his head, and throwing it forward. It missed your head by a few inches, but you still ducked instinctively. The blade connected on the other side of the wall with a loud ‘THUNK’, the force knocking some empty bottles off the window sill and shattering on the floor.

“What the fuck!”

He cackled at your reaction, throwing his head back in the chair. After a few moments he collected himself.

“Duh-don’t worry, I have good aim.”

You stared at him dumbfounded. "Why do you have those?”

He glanced over at the hatchet embedded in the wall and then back to you. “Firewood.” Was his curt response.

You didn’t believe him.

A small buzzing sound came from Toby’s pocket, startling you both for a moment. He furrowed his brows, before taking out his phone, and glanced down at the screen. He grimaced, reading through something.

“F-fuck.”

If you were wanting an explanation, you weren’t going to get one. Because he got up from his chair and angrily stormed through his home, saying nothing, and grabbing items to get ready for something. He stopped in front of you with a small plastic bag.

Zip ties.

Of course he would tie you up.

“Get up.”

You rose to your feet hesitantly, not liking his tone at all. Something in those texts must have set him off. His hand quickly grabbed your wrist, practically dragging you back to his bedroom where you had first woken up in this hell hole. He threw you onto the bed, and placed your wrist against a metal pole on his bed frame, securing the zip tie to your hands so you couldn’t move. Toby grinned once he was done.

“There. Suh-so you don’t get any ideas while I’m guh-gone.”

Before he left the house, you heard him call out.

“I’ll be back soon!”

#creepypasta #ticci toby #reader insert #ticci toby x reader #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x reader #yandere ticci toby x reader #yandere creepypasta x reader #yandere #toby rogers #fanfiction #my writing #yandere ticci toby

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ginger-berrie · 7 months ago

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SO I JUST SAW FALSETTOS LIVE FOR THE FIRST TIME

HOLY SHIT OKAY. HEY GUYS I JUST GOT BACK FROM SEEING FALSETTOS. LIVE. MY FAVOROITE MUSICAL EVER. I HAVE WORDS TO SAY.

So firstly I of course have to say this musical is fucking phenomenal and if u havent seen it even on youtube you HAVE to. onne of the best musicals ever wrutten. ignore any typos in this my hands r still shaking and im not editing htis. OKAY.

The actors. It was a college level production but the actors were so so talented. My favorite performances were from Mendel and Jason, who both pulled off their roles INCREDIBLY. Mendel was like a carbon copy of Brandon Uranowitz he had his mannerisms DOWN. All the nervous ticks, touching his face, being generally so awkward all the time, even his face was just perfec t for the role. And Jason was played by an adult femme-presenting person but they were so good as him!!!!! their voice fit him perfectly and she also perfectly encompassed Jason;s awkward childlike nature. The entire cast was incredible but those two really stood out to me!!!! Everyone's singing voices as well were fantastic, especially Trina's—she KILLED the high notes and even sung up the octave on a few lines !!!! including the "but still the bastard divorced me" and she still belted the "you must exorcise a devil" even AFTER Im Breaking Down. In fucking sane.

THAT BEING SAID THOUGH. Even though i enjouyed every second of it I do wanna make some more analysis-related directing critiques because im fucked up and evil about this show . im so sorry just let me speak here meaout. Stating right now though I've only seen the 2016 revival (about 2 dozen times) and not the original 90's version (been meaning to watch it just havent gotten the chance) so i reserve all TRUE judgement until after I see it!!! maybe some of these choices were in the original but tbh if they were i still like how the revival did it better. okay i swear im not just one of those ppl who is like "tHaTS noT hOw ThEY dId iT On BroADwAy" calm down. thanks <3

First of all. Some of the scenes lacked energy !!!!! Thrill of first love had no homoerotic choreography!!!!! they just kinda sat there on the couch looking morose and barely looking at each other as if they truly just hate each other and feel ANYthing towards each other anymore at all. But thats not the point!!!!!! They dont fully hate each other theyre just lacking the excitement that they once had and it's been replaced with nothing but disagreements and sex. When Whizzer and Marvin do their gay little dance theyre not just dancing and being gross and sexual theyre also FIGHTING!!!! they still care about each other they just dont know how to act!!!! and marvin's a bitch of course. Marvin was still very much a bitch. But because of the lack of energy in this song there was a bit of a lack of chemistry between the two as well, which carried through the whole show. I feel like it's important to see just how gross fucked up n nasty these two are about each other to see how its truly affecting the other people in Marvin's life. Even their chemistry during the chess game was lacking. They just kinda felt like they really hated each other. Which isnt the pointtttttt. Guh

Trina (or the directors idk) also made some choices I wasn't 100% on board with but they were more subtle. Mostly in her tone about Mendel. Up through Please Come To Our House she seemed to really really like Mendel. Like it was clear she was attempting to woo him. But then when he was proposing, and when they were maknig their home together, she just seemed. Unenthused. I know Trina truly doesn't really love her life, and just needs the stability of a nuclear family, but it was odd to see her not even attempt to keep up the facade on her own. Her and Mendel were similarly lacking in a lot of chemistry because of this, which, maybe to some of you makes sense but to me i do want to see them be close even if Mendel isn't absolutely the best.

LAST CRITIQUE OKAY. This one is BIG SPOILERS if u havent seen it yet but probably if ur reading this far youve already seen it okay. The fuckign bar mitzvah!!!!! There was no acknowledgement from Whizzer to Jason as he was reading his Torah !!!!!!! He just layed there in the hospital bed, facing AWAY from the audience so we could only see the very top of his head (which was on purpose for a quick change but) and he didnt get up at all to thank Jason or even acknowledge him :( for all the audience knows maybe he didnt even see Jason get bar mitzvahd. screaming crying throwing up.

OKAY IM DONE W BEING MEAN HERES A BIG CHANGE I REALLY LOVED !!!!!! as well as some smaller changes that i also really liked or were jsut neutral things i noticed

For most of act 2, up until Days Like This, They had this really cool circus imagery? Now once again idk if this is in the OG, but they had a picture of each cluster of characters set up on either side of the stage, and each of them was doing some sort of circus act both in the pictures and on stage, especially during A Day in Falsettoland. When a character was having their point in the song, they'd sometimes cut the lights briefly and suddenly the characters would be struggling to perform their little circus act, and each of them had a differnt one respectively and they all represented their immaturities/flaws/struggles:

Jason was on stilts, representing his need to grow up and perhaps his perceived mental maturity compared to the other characters

Trina was balancing/spinning plates on sticks, representing her need to keep balance and order in her life

Marvin + Whizzer were fencers because of their lingering animosity, yet newfound respect, for one another. Fencing isnt a dangerous sport, like you dont actually hurt your opponent in it, but it;s still a fight and youre still pointoing a weapon at them. guh. (AND BTW they did this during the racquetball scene and HOLY SHIT. I just gotta describe this one. Racquetball number 1 They had their little racquets as they were singing to each other but then when they got really into the game the lights would cut and then theyd be FENCING each other instead!!!!! and then the lights would cut again and itd go back to racquetball!!!! BUT THEN in the racquetball number 2 when it cut to them fencing ONLY MARVIN HAD A SWORD. WHIZZER STILL HAD HIS RACQUET. GIUUHUHGGHGHGHGHGH.;..,.,/;;'.';.;'[[[.)

Then the lesbians from next door were like a duo balancing/acrobatics act where they were always leaning on each other and picking each other up which was cute but also like. Charlotte would start falling in one direction and Cordelia would have to scrambke to catch her. I always hail them as the healthiest couple in the show but sometimes i forget they have problems too, like Cordelia;s insecurity and Charlotte's stress over the virus of course.

And finally Mendel!!!! was the fucking ringmaster!!!!! He had a hoop and a top hat and every time he was trying to calm down Jason (Everyone Hates His Parents), or Caroline, or Trina (A Day in Falsettoland), he would appear with his hoop and top hat, to show that HE is the one who needs to "control" other people's lives, or at least he feels the need to direct them. Mendel of course needs to feel like he's smarter than everyone else and like he's the only one who can help people. It really drove that home and it was an insane realization to come to. Phenomenal directing choice idk who came up with that but. bravissimo to you

Now miscellaneous stuff i liked or noticed!!!

They didn't have the big ol foam block. just some couch ends that they moved around to be diff pieces of furniture. If you've ever seen Waiting In The Wings' analysis on falsettos you might have seen a comment in the youtube section discussing how in the set design for the revival, the lack of real furniture through most of the show represents the lack of maturity of the characters, and as things get serious for them, more real props and set pieces get added. Like the chess board, the decor for Mendel + Trina's home, Whizzer's suitcase, the whole hospital room, etc. They didn't lean into that with this but i think that's fine! its not a necessary detail in my opinion and they did their best with what they had!!

Marvin didn't hand whizzer the suitcase after the chess game. He just grabbed it, and packed it himself. I was waiting for him to slam it into whizzer's chest or something. but no. Whizzer just picked it up and walked off. okay. Neutral bad change imo

Marvin's performances of What would I do and What more can i Say were. Breathtaking. Marvin actor if you're out there reading this your voice is lovely and carries so much emotion in your solo numbers. I Did Cry. a little bit

god their group number harmonies were AMAZING. All of the cast members' voices blended together so well and it was absolutely beautiful. the whole show was beautiful and i adored it i swear. I jsut need somwhere to put my feelings

THE ORCHESTRA FUCKED. IT FUCKED

Okay its getting late now and im fading quickly BUT IF U READ THIS FAR UR INSANE. This is for me and nobody else i just eneded to feelings dump. tl;dr: i fucking lvoe falsettos this was one of the best nights of my life i love you actors i love you pit i love you lighting i love you run crew i love you sound crew i love you musical theatre

#falsettos #falsettos 2016 #musicals #musical theater #musical review #rambles #ramblings #shiksa caterer #short insomniacs #hypochondriacs #yiddish americans #spiky families #radiologist #intellectuals #nervous wrecks #sigh #falsettoland

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howlingday · 10 months ago

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The One Where Emerald Finds Out

Oscar: (Knocks on door, Opens) Hi.

Sun/Neptune: Hey~!

Oscar: I have to go to Atlas.

Jaune: What?!

Sun: The kingdom?!

Oscar: No, there's this book with the map of the world in it. Yes, the kingdom! (Sighs) Is Mercury here?

Sun: Sun... Neptune... Nope, just us and Jaune.

Oscar: So he's out with Emerald, huh?

Neptune: Oh no! How could she do that when she's never shown any interest in you?!

Oscar: ...

Sun: FOR! GET! A! BOUT! HER!

Jaune: I hate to say it, but they're right, man. Eventually you gotta learn to let go and move on with your life. Go to Atlas, do your thing, and if you get the chance, punch Ozpin for me.

Neptune: I mean, don't punch yourself, obviously.

Sun: Unless he can feel it, too.

Oscar: Right, I... I don't know... Can you just give this to her? It's for her birthday.

Jaune: Sure thing, man.

Sun: And hey, we're just looking out for you. I might have a couple of beers in me, but... I love you, man. (Hugs)

Neptune: I'm still on my first, so I just think you're nice.

Jaune: (Chuckles)

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Yang: Who wants burgers? And who wants Ren's veggie burger?

Ren: (Smiles) I want my veggie burger, honey.

Ruby: Can we do presents first? I wanna give Emerald my present to her!

Weiss: It's her birthday, Ruby. She doesn't have to do them now if-

Emerald: Eh, sure. I wouldn't mind getting my presents before food.

Weiss: In that case, open mine first!

Ruby: No, mine!

Emerald: If it gets you two to stop, then I'll take them at the same time.

Ruby/Weiss: (Hand over lien)

Emerald: ...Oh, wow. I don't know who's present I like more. If only there was a way to tell how much their both worth in lien. (Group laughs)

Jaune: Alright, my turn! (Hands over gift)

Emerald: It's... (Opens gift) ...a green pen. Uh, thanks. (Hands back)

Jaune: (Slumps)

Nora: (Pats his back) Well, if she doesn't want it, can I have it? Anyway, my turn! (Hands gift)

Emerald: (Opens gift) "Pumpkin Pete Goes Home".

Nora: That book got me through some rough times.

Ren: It's true. It did.

Mercury: What kinda little kid are you?

Jaune: The kind who can break your legs. And yeah, even yours.

Emerald: Speaking of, where's your present?

Mercury: I'm right here, obviously!

Emerald: ...Can I get a receipt? (Group laughs) Wait, who's gift is that?

Neptune: Oh, that's from Oscar!

Emerald: Really? Didn't think he could afford a gift, since he just left on a last-minute trip. (Opens gift, Gasps) Oh... Oh my god...

Ruby: What is it?

Emerald: It's... It's a brooch. It's just like the one my mother had. I... I didn't think he would remember.

Mercury: Remember what?

Emerald: Couple months ago we were walking around Shade and we passed this jewelry shop and there was a brooch in there just like my mom had when I was a kid. I... I can't believe he remembered!

Jaune: Well, he does have a mental notebook to help him remember.

Nora: It looks so pretty~!

Weiss: And expensive. How did he afford this?

Jaune: Oh, you know how Oscar is. I mean, remember that time he and Ruby were dating, and when he fell in love with her, he bought her that scythe keychain?

Emerald: ...When he what?

Jaune: (All eyes on him, Gulps) Uh... S... Scythe keychain?

Emerald: No, no, no. What did you say about him loving me?

Jaune: Ah... Ammah guh...

Emerald: Oh... Oh my god...

Jaune: (Turns away) No, no, no, no, no, no...

Sun: Hey, uh, I don't know if you know this, but turning around doesn't undo screw-ups. Believe me, I tried.

Emerald: I... I can't believe Oscar loves me.

Nora: This is huge!

Jaune: No, no, it's not! It's small! It's tiny! It's wee!

Nora: No way, this is such a game-changer! I don't think anyone here is going to be the same after hearing that!

Jaune: Nora, I love you, but do you have a mute button?

Ren: She doesn't.

Ruby: This is so great! I mean, I dated him a while ago, so I can tell you he's a great guy!

Weiss: Did you have any idea?

Emerald: No! None! I mean, after you and your boyfriend started going out, he mentioned something about going out, but he didn't try anything after that. (Grabs Neptune) Hey! Tell me! Does he still want to go out with me?!

Neptune: Uh, well, considering how he's desperately in love with you, I don't think he'd say no to a cup of coffee sometime.

Emerald: I... I need to talk to him!

Jaune: You can't!

Neptune: He's in Atlas!

Sun: The kingdom!

Weiss: He's meeting with Whitley about some new Dust policies, and he needs Ozpin for council. I can call him right now.

Neptune: W-What about the towers? Aren't they down?

Ruby: Whitley's bullhead hasn't left yet. We can still call him right now!

Jaune: No, you can't!

Emerald: Why not?!

Mercury: Because he's probably not in love with you anymore.

Emerald: What do you mean?

Mercury: Because these idiots told him to get over you.

Emerald: ...

Jaune: Oh no...

Sun: Door?

Neptune: DOOR!

Sun: (Opens door, Runs into Blake clone)

Blake: Where do you think you're going?

Jaune: Oh no- Ack!

Nora: (Holding him up) WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MY LOVE~?!

Neptune: Help me, Mercury!

Mercury: I just sold you guys out. What makes you think I'll get between you and all of them? (Points to bloodthirsty RWBY)

Neptune: ...Yeah, that's fair.

Emerald: Hey, Princess. Can you take me to them? I... I need to talk to Oscar. Face-to-face.

Weiss: For the sake of love, I'll ignore the princess remark and help you. (Leaves with Emerald)

Neptune: EMERALD, WAIT! I LOVE YOU! DEAL WITH ME FIRST!

Ruby: You just keep digging yourself deeper, don't you?

#rwby #emerald city #emerald sustrai #oscar pine #sun wukong #neptune vasilias #mercury black #black sun #jaune arc #ruby rose #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #nora valkyrie #lie ren #sunflowyr #nora's arc #whitley's rose #friends

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geodetojoy · 2 months ago

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Collection of wisdom saga thoughts:

(None of these are in chronological order it’s just whatever pops in my head :P)

- Athena calling ody her friend in we’ll be fine vs ody calling Athena his mentor in monster????? That compared to my goodbye???? Fucking brutal. They’ve both changed so much after losing each other bro. OW

- LOVE that in little wolf the suitors are always using the chorus as like a taunt, bit it never fits into their dialogue it just kinda interrupts it but then Athena comes along and the chorus ties directly into what she’s saying, like “don’t go down without a- fight little wolf fight!” It’s really cool how it shows his opposition vs his allies I love it

- also just. so many shrimp emotions brought out during legendary and we’ll be fine. guh

- the video game aspects were so cool!!!!!! Love the one on one with Telemachus and antinous with the mortal combat-esk animation that went along with it!! And in god games how every time Athena convinced a god it played like a level up sound effect!!! Suuuper interesting :D

-CALYPSO!!!!! HER!!!! The first time ody has faced an enemy that doesn’t mean him any harm (harm as in like. trying to kill him, obvi she still did some fucked up shit to him) but might actually be the worst one out of all of them because he just misses his wife so damn badly. Don’t even get me STARTED on the fuckin “ody” and “open arms” shit bro that HURT

- Did I mention I love Telemachus? I love Telemachus. He’s so ambitious and so so kind and has such a good heart I adore himmmmmm <3 Despite never really being able to meet his dad aside from as an infant, he looks up to him so much and respects him and wants to be like him, and I’m sure that’s all Penelope’s doing <333 the wife and husband ever, actually. they invented heterosexuality and true love

-GOD GAMES!!!!!!! While I’ve seen plenty of understandable criticisms, like it being too short or fast-paced, I think jay did the absolutely best he possibly could with it!! It’s so fun and gives us such a good glimpse into the thoughts and priorities of all of the gods and ATHENA!!! WHAT A QUEEN!!! UNMASKED WITTY AND QUEEN OF THE BEST STRATEGIES WE’VE SEEN FRRRRR!!! Also I’m fuckin obsessed with ares’s voice it sounds so coollllll AND ZEUS’S GROWL BROOOO it’s so impressive I wish I could do that. I’m also gonna have the way they say Aphrodite and hera in my head forever I owe them my life

- I know jay talked about it in a short, but I actually really enjoyed the differing perspective!!! Don’t get me wrong I miss my boy ody and I’d love to know more details about his situation but I’m so incredibly happy we got an Athena pov I have so much more appreciation for her she might be my favorite character now

- I’ll never get over all of the unique character motifs and just how unique they sound. Like how Circe and calypso sound so similar yet so incredibly different, just like their stories!!! Jay you legend

Ok that’s all for now back to listening on repeat

#epic the musical #epic the wisdom saga #the wisdom saga #geoderambles

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mangoharvest · 10 months ago

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Which yandere twst boys do you think would be (or pretend to be) understanding of their darling not wanting a romantic relationship?

GUH so I actually submitted an answer for this, but my silly computer did an update and lost a bunch of draft data (Sorry Jade...)

Sorry for the wait, hopefully these are okayyyy! They are on the drabble side since platonic darling is still new ish to me (I really love it though!! And hope I can write more!)

twst boys with a platonic darling!

* Ace Trappola

He’s such a kid when it comes to these things. He confessed his love with so much enthusiasm and confidence! Only to be rejected. He could at least breathe easy knowing no one else had a chance to steal your heart. Still, he couldn’t help but want you all to himself. He’s not smart enough to play mind games (sorry), but he is practical.

You were amazed at how quickly he went back to his usual self, laughing with and teasing you into oblivion. However, this was nothing but a farce. He begins extending the time you two hang out. No big deal, he’s fun to be with. The clock in his room breaks, and for some reason the alarm on your phone never goes off when you're with him.

After a while, it’s not enough. He asks you to help him study, as if that’s going to actually happen. You always end up chastising him, doing work for maybe an hour, then falling asleep while watching whatever movies you find that catch your eye. He makes a space for you to stay over, practically kidnaps you for any class you don’t share, and is somehow always right around the corner. Thanks Cater, for that wonderful tracking app!

* Trey Clover

Unlike his underclassman, Trey doesn’t get to confess before being rejected (albeit, unintentionally). He had been studying in the library with you and Riddle when the topic of attraction came up in relation to a potions assignment. After a bit of teasing towards your favorite red ant, you confessed a lack of interest in pursuing a romantic relationship. It wasn’t that you were opposed per se, but you definitely were not looking for at least the next few years.

In the moment, Trey nodded along and gave an understanding smile. Internally, he wanted to toss himself off a cliff. It wasn’t as if he felt a need to rush into a relationship himself, but he knew it had to be with you.

Taking your wishes into account, Trey changed how he treated you ever-so-slightly. His touches lingered a little more, and he somehow always had a new cake or cookie he wanted you to try. He wouldn’t stalk you, but he would create opportunities to be of service to you. Falling behind in class? He’s got your study guide. ‘Forgetting’ your lunch (that you swore you put in your bag) is not a problem, since he always has an extra for his study buddy. The attention and care he gives you rivals that of Riddle, not that you could complain. After a while, you would find yourself dependent on Trey, and seek him out when you needed anything. Your clothes are missing, you keep unintentionally breaking rules, and you somehow failed a test in your strongest subject. You couldn’t help but lean on him for support. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

* Ruggie Bucchi

Similar to Trey, Ruggie has a very service-centric way of expressing his affection. He’ll offer you some of his treats and plunders stolen from Leona. He’ll always ask to pair up with you for assignments(which you enjoy, since he actually does his work!), and he gives you Azul-level study guides for upcoming quizzes and tests. He’s the secret weapon you never knew you needed!

He never neglects to tell you about how lucky you are, and that he wouldn’t work so hard for anyone else in the world. You always roll your eyes in mock annoyance before thanking him with a bright smile. He loves seeing you happy, and you love seeing his face turn cherry red. On days where his stress gets the better of him, petting his ears and offering to buy him breakfast always calms him right down. After a while, he’ll straighten up with a grin, promising that he’ll never forget your ‘service’ and that he will pay you back.

For him, attraction comes out of friendship. You two had a natural chemistry, so when you were together it felt like home. The reason he wanted so badly to submit to you, to shower you with gifts and to be at your beck and call; he loved you. When he realizes the reason you get such special treatment, he really only amps up the generosity. He wants to show you how reliable and useful he is. He’s not terribly possessive(liar), at least not nearly as much as some of the others. Still, he wants to be the only one whose ears you rub before a nap, and the only one you come to when you need help. That’s not so selfish, is it?

You know he has feelings for you, and he knows you aren’t seeking something romantic. You two dance on the line between platonic and something more, but why change what works?

#yandere x reader #twst #yandere twst x reader #twst x reader #yandere #ruggie bucchi #ace trappola #trey clover

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silent-raven13 · 1 year ago

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Miles and Ganke!

(FYI still Punkflower. This about Miles' and Ganke's friendship and jealous Hobie! Buckle up, ya'll this is a long chapter!)

"Hey, Ganke! You ready for some All you can eat sushi!" Miles came ran up to his best friend. The two been so busy with their lives, they haven't had time to see each other. Normally, they always text, or send out videos from their social media from time to time.

Sometimes they play video games together, or do small FaceTime to talk about anything on that day.

Today, Miles and Ganke had time to enjoy dinner at this new All You Can Eat Sushi restaurants called Too Many Sushi! A popular place for college students around the area to enjoy sushi at a good price, everyone said good things about the place. Since Ganke and Miles are a fan of sushi, they had to try it out.

Miles wore his Nike gym outfit; a loose Yoga black tank top with his tight sports leggings all perfectly combine with his Panda Jordans. He looks slim and fit having lean muscle that look so appealing that people would look at his rear to see how well tone he is. His thick thighs looks great with those leggings. Some curious fellows were looking at Miles' bright smiles as if the sun was in the room, his septum piercing giving a daring attitude on his face. Even with those tattoos on his right arm.

"Hey, Miles!" Ganke went up to his best friend to give him a side hug.

Ganke wore his preppy outfits: A white collar shirt with a light sky blue knitted vest and some kaki slim pants and white Yeezy shoes. The nineteen year old had been working out over the years, so his shirt and vest look a bit fitted on his upper body. Even his hair styled in a slick back messy spike style, wearing his large square glasses still looking boyish with his round face.

The people around them gawking at the two handsome young men looking so adorable as they hug each other. Something about those two had this beautiful glowing sparkles. "Are they together?" One woman asked her friend feeling her cheeks blushing at the supposed cute couple.

"I dunno, but they look like it." Another answered.

Even the men couldn't help but be awestruck at the two. "Those two are like the perfect duo! So noble and loyal!" One said to his friend being dramatic.

"Huh? Dude, it's not that deep..." Then one saw Miles handsome face, having to blush, "I mean, the one with the panda Jordans look hella fine."

"Dude, what da fuck? You're straight!" The guy looks at Miles' rear, "But he does got a nice ass..."

"Bro, and you were shitting on me?" The friend shouted at him.

Miles and Ganke weren't aware of the group of people staring at them, since they were busy talking about their busy lives. "Two, please." Ganke said to the hostess in the restaurant.

"Right this way!" The Hostess said seeing at the two being so cute together. "Wow, so adorbsss!"

"So how's your engineer classes? I heard you guys had some intense projects with that professor." Miles asked as they went to their booth. The hostess handed their menus seeing the two seating across from each other.

"Your waiter will be right with you in a bit." She said with a smile on her face.

"Okay, thank you!" The two said in union making her awestruck by their cuteness.

"They are even more cuter when they talk together. Ahhh!" She happily walks away.

Ganke explained, "Yeah, it's been hell, man. I don't get why he keeps giving us project after project. It's annoying. I haven't slept in three days from this recent one." He looks at the menu.

"Yikes, man. I feel for you. Hope, you're not drinking those fowl ass energy drinks." Miles took napkins from the dispenser and packet chopsticks from a cup handing one each to his best friend.

"Guh?" Ganke winced being caught from his friends' words, "Me? Drinking energy drinks? When?" He casually lies having to sweat bullets. That's one of his bad habits he needed to stop, he loves drinking Monster energy drinks whenever he can, sometimes he drinks four a day. Since, Miles dorm with him through out all high school, he was able to stop Ganke from drinking so much.

"How many?" Miles crosses his arms with a pout on his face.

"It's not a lot." His friend drag his wording long as he fixes his napkin and chopsticks to his right side.

"Ganke."

"Like six a day." His Korean American friend boy his head in defeat.

"All three days?" Miles asked.

"Each day." Ganke groans being too honest, he's not a good liar. Not to mention, Miles got his mother's eyes that can read anyone's lies.

Miles' honey brown eyes widen in shock, "Dude, what the fuck! Those things can kill you! I knew, I should've dorm with you! But nooo, you wanted to be your own man."

"Are those two bickering? That's so cute! Awe, look at his cute boyfriend scolding him!" Everyone near the two would watch or glanced over hearing the two's conversation. They couldn't help but admire their cute relationship.

"The one with the black tank top is so cute! Look how he lectures his baby." One girl said to her friends in one table.

One of the college girls leans over with her camera, "They are so cute. I need a pic on them to show my friends or maybe my inspiration for my new BL series."

"Ohh, yeah! You just finished your Hearts 2 Luv manwa, huh?" Her other friend giggles at her brunette friend being a BL artist.

"Yes, and this couple makes me want to write another explicit BL." The artist spoke with a white mask covering half her face as she almond shape eyes were on the two. "Hmm, who would be top?"

"It obvious the Asian guy." The brunette with pale skinned giggles.

"I think the other guy is a power bottom, have you seen that ass." The Latina said to her friends as they saw their waiter coming to them.

"Hmm, I like that idea." The BL artist smiles under her mask, then remove it when the waiter placed their drinks and took their orders. Her dark eyes on Miles, "He looks like a Sunflower and the other guy has a sort of goody toe shoes attitude. Like he's innocent bubbly in person, but underneath it all, he's a ravaging lustful man."

Her two friends nodded, "Oooohhh, that makes sense."

"A lustful man that keeps his Sunflower protective, and they would have a forbidden love." The Bl artist nodded while explaining, "Or should our little power bottom cross dress into a woman at night and they found each other in a club. Or they were roommates in college and fallen for one another."

The bubbly brunette friend giggles, "I like it when one of them is a serial killer. It gives so much fucked up angst!"

"I fancy myself Omegaverse!" The Latina friend said.

"Oohhh, those sound like amazing ideas, but I feel like I'm missing something. Let me observe." Their Bl artist friend's black eyes gleam at the two couple.

Miles and Ganke met their waiter having to make their first round orders of sushi and drinks. "So, how are your parents?" Miles asked, "I bet their proud of their son been getting straight As."

"Hahaha, yeah. They're fine. My mom was asking about you, she wants you to come over dinner." Ganke said.

"My mom, too! And Billie-Boo been asking about you too." Miles smiles widely having his facing beaming, "I can't wait to have dinner with your parents again. I want to hear about the last Red Sox game from last week!

"Dude, he was super pissed off. He wanted to talk to you about that, too!" Ganke laughs, "Also, will your mom cook that fire ass pernil?"

"I'm sure. And will your mom make black bean noodles? That was stupid dumb fire, man." Miles happily asked, "and I really like those side dishes she made last time."

"Really? My dad didn't it. My mom was trying an old recipe. I thought the plain kimchi tasted okay." Ganke chuckles.

"I love the cucumber salad too. The amount of sesame seeds was perfect!"

"Awe, look at them!" The other people from the tables admire them.

The waiter came by to the two to place their drinks. Both order glass of water, and special drinks. Miles got himself a Wintermelon sparkling drink with sweet green tea mixed into. Ganke got a Strawberry sparkling soda with creamy peachy vanilla mix into it. They slurp their drinks having a joyful reaction.

"Ohhh, sweet drinks and staring to each others' eyes. How romantic!" One girl said to her boyfriend.

Her boyfriend lost for words, "Bae, I think you been reading to many BLs..."

"Mmm, this is so good. Here try!" Miles sips his drink being amazed by the flavors. Wintermelon has a unique light crisp grass with a bit of sweetness from the green tea mixture. He slide his drink towards his best friend with his own straw to try.

"Mines good too!" Ganke share his drink toward Miles. The two try each others drink having some to love the drink.

"Amazing! They are begging to be BL characters!" The BL artists' eyes widen at the cute scene, "This will be perfectly. A cafe date idea! But with a fluff manwa isn't popular if there's no drama."

"I know, make one of them a serial killer." Her friend with the brown hair and pale skin giggles. "Those are always popular. I say you can make the one with the glasses a dangerous killer."

"Well," The Latina began as she stare at her Bl artist friend, "your Ex-Lovers manwa was popular for a whole year and remained top ten still."

"Right, that one had a serial killer lover that collects blood, and he's a photographer. His ex-boyfriend been is obsession for these killings. It was the perfect manwa of the year." The brunette said all dramatically and in love with her friend's manwa.

"Heart 2 Luv is a romantically fluff manwa. It was trending for awhile, too. Was there trouble making it?" The Latina friend asked.

"It's hard when it's just fluff, besides cute... what is there? It took me a while trying to figure the perfect climax of the story since I wrote the couple to be so in love with each other." The BL artist explained, "It was written longer than expected. Honestly, as much as I enjoy creating that manwa, it was a pain in the ass. Now, I'm here trying to think a more interesting trope. We don't want the same boring ass top being loyal or and bottom gets cheated on."

"Those are getting boring. Last night I read Jinx and honestly I was over it." The Asian American girl with pale skinned sighs from boredom, "A twink with no ass takes on a twelve inch dick gets stupid boring." Unaware the next booth next to them were men, that were shocked and confused.

"Honestly, the whole bottom being twinks trope is boring. I prefer two muscular men with unique personalities." The Latina pointed it out.

"Exactly, BLs these days are following the same formulas as with Yaois. It's honestly needs a new refreshed story. Hmmm, maybe these two will give me the spark I need." The artist rub her chins. The waiters came by with their foods.

Then Miles being loud to Ganke, "HEY, HAVE YOU READ THE LAST CHAPTER OF HEARTS 2 LUV!" Their waiter came by with their sushi.

"AHHH, OMG! They're talking about you manwa!" The brunette giggles.

The BL artist blushes, with her hands clasp togethers, "I've been blessed!"

"You always like it when your fans talk about your work." Her other friend giggles.

Ganke chews on one of his rolls, "Yeah, it was great. I bet, you cried."

"I did! It was beautiful! When Joji give up his family's name to marry Woo, it was just perfect. You need to understand that on chapter 32, Woo given him that beautiful flower pin and- and Joji wore it in the end! Ahhh, so much has happen and they adopted a cute girl! Ahh, I can't take it." Miles nerd out from the manwa he fell in love with. "I dunno how FizzyPop does it. She's truly a genius! Even her vampire manwa was so good."

"And her Ex-Lovers was crazy too. Did you read that?" Ganke asked.

Miles' cheeks turns warm, "Yes, and I thought the killer was fucking cute! Ahh, I was questioning my own sanity!" He panics when he have mini crushes on fictional characters. "Like, I can expect having Zoro as my husband, but Seko?"

"Honestly, I thought it was too bloody for me. I had to stop half way, but the story is interesting." Ganke admits, "And Seko, really? That guy was crazy!"

"I know, but I'm a sucker for hunks! Like have you read Jinx!" Miles pouts, "The story is boring but Jaekyung is fine! Something about cold, cool demeanor gets me."

"Well, at least you got Zoro in your heart. Loyal ass man." Ganke chuckles, "Also, have you tattoo healed?"

"Oh yeah, look!" His dark skinned friend revealed his One Piece X tattoo on his left arm, "Hehe, cool huh?"

"Yeah, mines came out fine, too." Ganke rolled up his left sleeve to show his. "See! I'm still thinking if I should get Robin's tattoo on here or on the shoulder."

"Shoulder would look cool. That means I should get a Zoro tattoo then." Miles giggles.

"Ain't your parents gonna kill ya for having a fourth tattoo?"

"Yeah, but if I wear long sleeves they won't notice." Miles grins widely having a mischievous side.

"My mom freaked out when I show her mine. She started to lecture me but my dad didn't care." He said.

"It's our bodies. Why should they have control over that?" Miles asked as he picks up his roll to eat. "Mmm, this is so good. Try it. Say ahhh, Ganke!"

"Ahh!" Ganke open his mouth when Miles feed him sushi with his own chopsticks. The Korean American chews the sushi roll, "Mmm, spicy mayo is amazing!"

"Kyaaa, so cute!" Everyone around watches.

Ganke fed his sushi to Miles, "This one is has jalapeños on it. Careful, dude."

"Nom! Mmm, so yummy!" Miles' taste buds danced by the spicy crunchy tun roll. "The jalapeños gives a good kick."

"Ahh, so freakin' cute. I need like a five eight pages of them doing the nasty!" The brunette young woman said to her friend.

Latina softly chuckles, "You and everyone are reacting the same way."

"Cute, but I feel like we're missing something." Their artistic friend said, "I need something to spicy them up."

Miles smiles happily at Ganke, "Man, this place is so good. I wish I can bring my parents here."

"Oh yeah, they don't like sushi, huh?"

"They always questioned why they have to eat raw fish. My dad tries to use chopsticks one time and ended up stabbing his roll into pieces." Miles sighs.

"Yikes, man." Ganke chuckles, "Does Billie likes sushi?"

"I dunno. I never thought of giving her a roll. Can a two year old eat sushi?"

"I think it should be fine." Then, his friend with glasses snickers, "Imagine if she just whacks it off!"

"Oh man, Boo-Boo always does that when she doesn't like something." Miles laughs, "Oh before I forget. Selfie time!" He took out his Smartphone and took a selfie with him and Ganke. They did the Korean heart hand sign.

The people around them admire the two being such an adorable couple, they were unaware what's to happen. While Miles and Ganke sharing their sushi, laughing about their own life and catching up on their favorite anime and superhero comic books.

"Wow, they are the perfect pair."

"I think the are meant to be!"

Different voices muttering to their other friends and partners about the two. Miles posted his photo on his social media to show off the food. Then, posted some videos of him and Ganke eating.

"That one with the nose piercing is sort of a cutie." One guy from the bar eye on Miles, "I wonder if he's really with that guy."

"He looks taken, man." One of the guy's friend said.

Then another one sips his drink and glanced over, "All thought you do have a point. He is a fine one."

"Wow, they make the perfect pair for a vampire manwa!" The brunette said as she hold her hands out in a rectangle shape doing a picture frame.

"They look attractive no matter what. I'm just wondering what's your ideas." The latina with the long black hair looks over at her BL artist friend.

"Hmmm, so many possibilities," She began, "I'll wait for a sign." Her dark almond shape eyes gleam again, as she stare intensely at the couple from afar.

Then, the front door open having a tall dark skinned young man walks in. The hostess was about to welcome the man, but stood in shock by his demeanor appearance. "Welco- Uhhh..." Her smile fell when she met a scary tall punker with face full of piercings, with a dark look on his face. "Ummm-" He walks passed her.

"Wa-wait, sir1" She called him out.

The punker ignores her walking inside the restaurant with his heavy combat boots making loud thud sounds. His dark eyes scan over the place to find a certain someone, ignoring the stares.

"Wow, look at those piercings!"

"His outfit is pretty wicked."

"He looks so scary."

He heard all of this before, it didn't bother him. Then, he spotted a certain someone from across the room. The low muttering and chattering didn't faze him when he got close to his min target.

"Whoa, who's that?" The black haired Latina asked.

"Wow, he's sort of a bad boy." The brunette giggles.

"Huh! He's gorgeous!" Their artistic friend stop sipping her drink to say. "He can make a perfect noir character!"

"Noir?" Her brown skinned friend with long black hair asked.

"Honestly! Noir films or novels is a type of genre where there's a lot of violence, nihilistic AND dark! It's an amazing genre!" Her brunette friend spoke with loving passion.

"You would know." Her Latina friends sighs at her friend's passion for dark and scary genres.

The punker finally got to the table causing a certain ruckus among the people around him. A mere dark glare got everyone to shut up, then turns his head back at Miles and Ganke.

Miles looks up being surprised, "Bae?"

"Sunflower." His voice deep.

"HE CALLED HIM BAE!" Everyone around the table overhears this being in shock.

The BL artist's eyes dropped, her body frozen as if a new inspiration course through her veins. "He's-He's that guy's boyfriend and he called him, Sunflower!"

"Looks like she's getting her story ideas." Her Latina friend chuckles.

"For real." The other young woman giggles.

"This is amazing! A punker and a ball of sunshine a couple. It's the perfect combo to a heated BL story!" The artist lowly explained, "I need photos!" She took out her Smartphone taking pictures of the group, "Not only that, but he's one sexy man. Look at those piercings, his posed, his hair! It's not everyday you see this beautiful work of art!"

"Gurl, can you try to be sneaky? You're gonna get us in trouble!" Her friend said.

The brunette giggles with her hands clapping together, "Ohh, what if he's a serial killer and stalker of the sunshine cutie?"

"You and your dark genres." Her Latina friend being perplexed by her pale friend's love for thrillers.

"What are you doing here?" Miles asked his boyfriend being confused.

Hobie casually sat next to his partner, "I saw, your story on your social media and thought I should drop by." His jealousy was showing.

Miles let his boyfriend lay on his shoulder making him chuckle, "Baby, I told you, me and Ganke were hanging out today."

"Mmm."

"I told you, me and him are just friends."

"Yeah, I know." Hobie snuggling his boyfriend being cute, he acts so childish sometimes.

"How is he dating HIM?" Some were having mix feelings about the cute guy dating someone with dark scary look.

Ganke chuckles, "Dude still think I'ma take you away, Miles?"

"Yeah, Hobie is still jealous of you." Miles explains, "I never get why."

"Are you kidding me! Have you seen this perfect man for you?" Some of the strangers glanced over then tilted their head seeing the punker being childish.

Hobie merely bury his face into his Sunflower's chest, "Luv, you don't have to tell him!"

"Well, he is my best friend and you're always jealous of him." Miles snickers, "baby, it's ok-WHoa!" Hobie made Miles sit on his lap, being protective of his Sunflower. Fitted arms wrapping around his lover's waist, he gave another jealous look from Ganke. "Your mine."

"Looks like he never change." Ganke chews on his roll.

"Yeah, no kidding." Miles laughs along his best friend.

Luckily, Ganke isn't afraid or annoyed by this, he knows how much Miles loves his punker. It's best to just be unbothered by the whole thing. "Excuse me, but is he bothering you two?" Their waiter came up seeing the ruckus happening.

"No, we know him." Miles felt Hobie's lips on his neck, "Hobie, chill. No one is gonna take me away."

"Well in that case, if he's planning to sit here. We would have to charge him for the All You Can Eat, if that's okay." The waitress pointed one.

"It's fine. I'll pay for his seat." Ganke said as he chews.

Miles said, "No, Ganke. I'll pay for Hobie's."

"Nah, it's fine. Besides, my internship pays me." He smirks widely.

"Tsk, I brought my wallet." Hobie rolled his eyes.

"Bae, remember your money doesn't work here." Miles reminded him being in another world, his cash is from a different timeline and country. "Don't worry, I'll pay for it. Since your here have some sushi. Say Ahhh!" He pick a roll for his boyfriend to try.

Hobie had his eyes looking to the side, not the biggest fan of sushi. Something about raw fish doesn't work with Jamaican side, fried fish with fried plantains. "Mmm, luv. I don't think-" Miles shove the roll in his mouth, "Your gonna eat at least three rolls, bae. You're in an All You Can Eat Sushi."

"Alright, Sunflower." He chews then his eyes widen liking the roll, "Mmm, this one is good."

"It's Spicy crab with mayo and cucumbers. I'll order you the cook ones. Me and Ganke are planning to order some nigiri!"

"We should get some Salmon and Tuna!" Ganke said to his best friend.

"Yeah, I really want to try the seared scallops, too!"

"Oh, and order some maki!" Ganke looks at the menu.

Hobie was lost at the orders they were talking about, never went to a sushi bar. No, him and his bandmates always fancy fried fish and chips. He watches Miles looking at the menu while he rested his chin on the nape of his Sunflower's neck. "Mmm, what do you like, bae? I'm thinking you should try the basics."

"Have your mum try sushi before?"

"Ahh, you and her are kinda the same." Miles thought out loud, "Okay, maybe some California roll, oh maybe you'll like eel?"

"Eel... darling isn't that a sea snake?"

"It's really good. It's one of my favorites. We'll order one." Miles turns to Ganke, "Oh, have you watched the latest Jujutsu Kaisan?"

"Yeah, it was awesome. Gojo is a dope character." Ganke commented. The two kept talking and talking about everything again. It seems like they never seem to have an awkwardly paused. The waitress came by to take another wave of orders from the two, while Hobie stay quiet.

"Oh, can he have Coca Cola?" Miles remembers his boyfriend didn't have anything to drink.

"Sure, thing." The waitress happily took their orders before leaving. Then the two went into deep conversation.

Hobie got bored hearing the two, his ears decided to focus on the other chatter from the people around them.

"Wow, he's dating that cutie?"

"Awe, I was rooting for the two to be together. They look so cute together."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. They don't look good together. I thought the cuties would be a couple. Shame."

"The whole punk aesthetic is overrated. Who's he trying to look mean for? The sweet guy looks like he can do better."

"Man, too bad that hottie is taken. I was about to ask him out."

Hobie glares over to the nosy crowd, seeing them tensed by his scowl. They quietly shut up feeling the punker's death stare.

"Baby, relax. It doesn't matter what they say. I'm happy with you." Miles caress his boyfriend's cheek, "Don't get too upset, mi amor."

"Kiss me and I'll feel better." Hobie took his boyfriend's face to make him stare deeply in his eyes.

Ganke said, "Just do it, Miles. That way he'll be happy for the night."

Miles said, "Hobie, how about later? Ganke is here. I don't want him to be weirded out, you always used tongue." Then his boyfriend became all gloom and moody. "Ugh, fine. Here," Miles kisses his boyfriend on the lips.

"Mmm," Hobie purrs happily in the back of his throat being kissed by his Sunflower.

"Ohhhh, so the cutie is the one in charge of the relationship." People were glancing over.

"Lowkey that's kinda hot."

"Like a punker with a sunshine boy is such a cute couple."

The three younger women from afar smiling at the view. "So, what do you think, Xina?" The black latina friend smiles at her BL artist friend.

"Yeah, isn't this a twist. I think he'll make a perfect uke." The brunette giggles with her girlish bubbly sound.

"Well," Xina smiles widely at the view, then had a nosebleed, "This is the perfect love triangle! I see it now, the main character being the cutie Sunflower trap in two delicious men; a goody two shoes and bad boy! Yes, with lots of steamy hot sex."

"Please, make it a bit toxic." The brunette friend begs, "I want bondage!"

"Geez, Dana. You really like the rough fucked up kind, huh?" The Latina said in a calm tone.

"You know it!" Dana playfully stick her tongue out being cute. "And you like it too!"

"She's right, Tempest. You didn't stop obsessing those fan made BLs of Spidermen and their forbidden love." Xina grins at her.

Tempest blushes having to sip her drink, "I dunno what your talking about!"

"She got you there, hehehe. Or how we were in love with gay vampires!" Dana getting hype.

"What da hell is wrong with those girls..." The next booth with men thought to themselves.

Xina grins widely, "I already have all the material I need for my next manwa! Get Ready or Not!"

Later that night, Miles and Hobie went back to his place after dropping Ganke at his home. Luckily Hobie was able to sneak in the back window, while Miles' family fell asleep. The two spend a passionately sex with a lot of love bites.

The punker knocks out having to wrap his arms around his Sunflower's waist. He softly snores away. Miles looks at his tablet having to send messages back at his best friend.

Ganke: Dude, ya'll good?🧐

Miles: I put the badussy on him real good! 👍🏽 😊

Ganke: LMFAO! Bro, was heated. Will ever get over us?

Miles: Nah, he's the jealous type. 😌 Lowkey I like it. I think its the Latino in me, I love shit like that- SOMETIMES!

Ganke: Hey, if I had a girl like that I wouldn't complain too.😅 Also, you saw this -sents a link-

Miles clicks on the link going on to Twitter to find the famous BL artist of Hearts 2 Luv posted her upcoming next project. His eyes widen at the front cover, "Wow, that's so fast. How did she find time to create this so fast? Does she have models?"

It's the front cover of FizzyPop's next BL manwa, she wrote in with a devil smiling emoji.

FizzyPop: Ready or Not, Here I come! 😈

The artwork shows a dark skinned young man with a big sparkling eyes and big plump lips having a short afro. The two men around him is a much darker skinned young men being a punker with spiked hair and tons of piercings with a devious looks. The other man being the typical handsome Korean man with black hair, glasses and muscular. Two muscular men wrapping around the main character, who's well fit, too.

Miles chat to Ganke: WHOA! She made that so fast. Why they look so hot! 😳🥵 That punk guy is so damn fine!

Ganke: They all are! I'm surprised she's being different. I thought she was planning to do another Fluff RomCOm.

Miles: And the comments are going crazy. They said they want a threesome chapter! Horny asses- me, too! 😞 I'm no better.

Ganke: SAME! 😂 I wanna see how that would work out! But lowkey, does these characters remind you of anyone 🤔 I feel like I've seen them somewhere.

Miles: Highkey, huh! 🤔 But where? I felt like I met these guys before, hmmm. Maybe it's all those character designs from her pervious works mashed to one, huh?😅

Ganke: Your right! I guess that's what it! 😅 Also, are you done to play Animal Crossing?

Miles: Hell yeah! Me and Billie got are town cleaned for you! Let me get my switch!

The two play their game together through the rest of the night, while Hobie happily sleeps away.

(Hey guys, Hope you like 1610 Xina, Dana and Tempest. For those who don't know, they were Miguel's boos in the comic books. They exist in this world but completely different- well, they all dated 1610 Miguel 😂 Currently Tempest is dating Miguel. They are all in college being two years older than Miles, who's nineteen. 1610 Xina is Korean American. Dana is mixed, Italian with Chinese. Tempest is mixed with Black and Dominican. They are great friends and they are baddies loving Kdramas, BLs, and Beyonce/Rihanna 🤭)

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #spiderman #across the spider verse #spider verse #fanfic #spider man #across the spiderverse #spiderverse #atsv #hobie x miles #miles x hobie #miles morales 1610 #earth 1610 #flowerpunk #flowerpunk fanfic #punk flower #punkflower fanfic

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fandomfluffandfuck · 7 months ago

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i have to scream ab this somewhere bc ive just posted the first chapter of a new fic and im SO. EXCITED!!!!!

as well as this, i wanted to know - are you working on anything right now? if so, maybe you don't mind sharing a couple lines of dialogue as a teaser (bc i miss your writing alot especially after you can('t) teach an old dog new tricks)!! think of it as an ask game that i unofficially started lol.

hope ur doing good! xx

I just saw the post you made on your writing account for that, yeah!

I've had a very busy day, so I was hyped to log back onto Tumblr and see that! Hopefully, I can carve out some time to read it soon. It looks so, so good!!

"espresso" by bvckysarm

(Everyone better go read 😤)

Hell yeah, I'm always working on something 😏

Although, admittedly, it's nothing as long or grand as You Can('t) Teach An Old Dog New Tricks. I'm having fun messing around with short (for me) one-shots after spending, what,, five or six months on that series? I love it to death, I do, but, Jesus, yeah, over the length of the average novel, and half a year of writing (more than, behind the scenes, I'd been planning and researching for much, much longer)... I am relishing in noncommittal one-offs, haha.

Here's your teaser 😘

“Aw, you miss me, Stevie?” He needlessly teases, gripping his waist hard enough to bruise him like a soft, overripe peach.

“Uh-” Steve starts to answer him, but he’s cut off by a reverberating moan when Bucky shoves him back and viciously re-spears him on the fake cock he’s got suctioned to the wet, wet tile wall, “-huh.”

Steve stays slumped forward against him, clinging to him, shaking all over still, but now he clings harder; his blunt nails dig into Bucky’s skin and he hisses, enjoying the heat that shudders through his veins from the other man’s touch.

“Missed my cock, that’s what you missed,” Bucky husks into his ear, grabbing his little hips meaner, digging his fingers into his flesh, pushing him back tight onto the toy, making him fucking take it.

He gasps so cutely, so obscenely when his ass thickly presses to the cold tile—taking that toy to the wide, wide base, swallowing it whole—how could he not do it to him? Bucky just wants to fuck. ‘im. up. Vicious.

“M-missed, uunnhh, missed all a’you,” Steve protests weakly, pawing at him uselessly, not as weak and sweet as he thought. Not as weak and limp as he wants to get him—he wants to make him so fucking fuck-dumb.

“Nah, I don’t think you did,” Bucky’s grinning so wide, the muscles in his face already are starting to ache, sharp, “I think I’m just a cock with legs to you,” he tweaks one of Steve’s peaked nipples, just to admire how he shudders, “aren’t I? Isn’t that how it’s always been? Could barely get you off of my cock when you were smaller, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, I never understood where you put it even though I could see it, bulging through your tummy, so tight and little around me.” Bucky presses his palm there now, dragging his nails down from the swell of his tits to his clenching abs. With the right angle, he can still do it, sometimes, he can spear Steve on his dick and bend him up in a cute little knot and see his dick through his stomach. Bulging. Thick and deep inside him, fucking him until he forgets how to beg for more.

Fucking him until he forgets his own name.

“Still, fuck, I couldn’t ever believe you could fit it in that tiny hole.” Bucky shakes his head, half in disbelief, half in predatory instinct, wanting to bite Steve and tear through him, shaking his head like a fucking dog with a toy, ravenous and slobbering, “then you went and got yourself all big and your need just got bigger, didn’t it, honey?”

“S-so did you, you guh-got bigger, too!” Steve whines, trying to retort but falling flat when he starts to pant, overwhelmed.

“I did,” Bucky purrs, grinding into his hip leisurely, enjoying how hot and feverish he is, God, he really worked himself up into a mess, didn’t he? “And ain’t that good for you, honey? Anything else and you’d’a died, ‘cause you need cock like you need air, don’t you, dollface?”

I hope you're excited for the rest 😈

#asks #bvckyysarm #fandomfluffandfuck #fic rec #bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky

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novorehere · 1 year ago

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Bite-Sized Tidbits:

A snapshot/character of what life might look like with the seven avatars of sin. Contains a lot of fluff, a little angst, and soft/safe vore with you and the seven Obey Me! brothers themed around their respective sins. I’ve been working on this on and off for quite a while now, so I hope you enjoy.

Written for Vore Day, 2023

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Pride

“I can give you your punishment now, or we can wait until later.”

The edges of the demon’s lips crept up into the beginnings of a smirk. All without breaking his gaze from the stack of documents which he straightened against his desk with a tap tap tap.

“However, I will be leaving for tea with Lord Diavolo as soon as my work is finished. So unless you’d like to spend the evening with Barbatos’ chiffon cake, I’d recommend making up your mind in a timely manner.”

Both of you knew very well that “punishment” wasn’t the right word. Lucifer’s infrequent office calls were less of a punishment and moreso a game, an unspoken routine in which you continuously tested the Avatar of Pride’s patience by indulging his younger brothers’ schemes.

It was a game that toyed with the balance of power, one where you pretended like he couldn’t just shrink you down whenever he wanted and that you couldn’t order him to stop with a single word. It was a game that indulged his pride, one that Lucifer would always win in the end.

It was only a matter of minutes before you were seated in his gloved palm. His ruby eyes lording over you with a gaze that anyone else would find annoyingly high-handed. But after playing his game for so long, to you the affection hiding behind them was obvious.

“Are you ready then, my Lamb?”

He was the morning star, eldest of the seven rulers of the underworld.

Yet despite all of this, Lucifer knew it was you who had him utterly wrapped around your little finger.

—

Greed

Reclining his head against the arm of his couch, the Avatar of Greed kissed his fingertips in mock satisfaction at the burp that rolled up his throat. A barely audible complaint of “gross” only caused him to chuckle and pat his stomach triumphantly.

“Maybe ya shoulda thought about that before bein’ so damn filling.”

A sound like “Guh” escaped the demon’s mouth as a swift kick to his liver interrupted his musings.

“Oi! The Great Mammon’s gonna start chargin’ 10,000 Grimm for damages every time ya do that!” Ya oughta learn some basic respe-”

And there it was, the familiar flutter of tiny fingers rubbing circles into him from inside. Perhaps it was your way of saying sorry… though more likely you just wanted to shut him up. It was annoying how easily you could reduce him to a blushing mess without uttering a single word.

“Hey… ‘s not fair. You’re playin’ dirty…”

Mammon rolled onto his side in an uncharacteristically gentle motion. He couldn’t help sneaking an indulgent glance at the scene reflected in his mirror. There he was, splayed out amongst piles of his belongings with his shirt ridden up and his belly rounded in his lap. If any of his brothers saw him like this, he would never hear the end of their teasing. But luckily for Mammon, not even you could know the way his face became soft as he teased a finger around his navel too gently for you to feel.

“Why’d ya stop? C’mon, now… keep goin’.”

It didn’t matter how much Mammon gambled away or how many centuries it had been since he’d hit the jackpot at the casino. When he was with you, Mammon felt like the luckiest demon in the three realms.

But sometimes it was hard to put it into words. Which is exactly why he treasured moments like these, the moments where his greed got the better of him. The moments where he could steal you away to be his and his alone.

After all, it was much easier to express how madly in love with you he’d become when he didn’t have to meet you face to face.

—

Envy

“You know, this is just like that one scene in ‘My Life as a Shut-In Reincarnated as a Worker in the Shopping Mall Dimension’ where Prince Alfonso goes to the food court kingdom and-”

Leviathan groaned, burying his face into his body pillow as if that could somehow hide him from the voice in his middle.

“You can’t use my own otaku tactics against me, it’s… *hic-* it’s not fair!!”

Your muffled laughter reverberated off the walls of his bathtub, accompanied by the occasional hiccup and the tip of a serpentine tail nervously thumping against porcelain.

He didn’t mean for his horns to sprout from his head when you tried to leave his room that night. He didn’t mean for a serpentine tail to wrap around your ankle, wordlessly begging you to stay. And he certainly didn’t mean for his stomach to loudly vocalize the thoughts that had been plaguing his mind the entire night. What was this, some sort of tropey romance manga?

But here he was, face as red as a bouquet of queen of jealousy and stuffed to the (decidedly metaphorical) gills in his own bathtub. The Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy, reduced to a blushing, hiccuping mess. And he had nobody but himself to blame.

But really, how could he have resisted? Especially with the visions of what could have happened instead playing through his head on repeat. Asmo whisking you away to some club filled with normies who could actually hold a real conversation, Mammon snatching you up for an unauthorized night drive in his Demonio 666 Lexura, Beel getting a little too peckish and… he couldn’t bear to think about it.

Leviathan knew wanting to be your one and only was unreasonable. He knew that he was a terrible, horrible friend for thinking these thoughts and becoming so troubled at the prospect of anyone else showing you affection. After all, no one would want to be with a gloomy shut-in that wasn’t worth the scum in Henry’s tank-

But as soon as they had come, the negative thoughts washed away like a speck in the ocean as you snuggled closer to his hand, a muffled voice reassuring him that there was no place you’d rather be tonight.

—

Wrath

“With a flourish the detective tipped his hat to the dame, as he disappeared into the evening fog like the curls of smoke which danced from his pipe…”

The demon’s inner monologue was cut short as a violent squirming sensation roused him from his novel. Your ears detected the unmistakable sound of a huff and a book closing, muffled by layers of flesh and fabric.

“Restless as ever, I see…”

Normally, Satan would be more than offended to have his attention ripped from the pages of a good book. But this time the annoyance that swelled in his chest turned not into rage, but affection as the fire settled in his stomach and melted away… You tended to have that effect on him.

It was a relatively new sensation. Having been birthed from wrath in its purest form, emotions such as happiness had to be taught to him by his brothers. And for that Satan was thankful- he had long since accepted them as family. But as a human, you were a better teacher of peace than any demon could be. Though a cat curled in his lap was a close second.

The blonde sighed fondly, gazing down at the bump in his sweater.

“…Would you like me to read aloud to you? Perhaps that will help you settle some.”

Pulling the covers up a bit higher around his navel, he tucked them in snugly around his sides. A rare smile crossed Satan’s face as he admired his handiwork. The man reached over to his nightstand, finding there exactly what he was looking for in the dim light. A paperback atop the haphazard piles of hardcovers strewn about, placed there with care as not to crease the art on the cover he knew you loved so much.

With both of you tucked in for the night, it was easier than ever to melt into the gentle rumble of his voice.

“Our story begins in a world of monsters…”

—

Lust:

Asmodeus knows that true beauty comes from within. How could it not, when the skin of the human that emerges from his lips always feels so much softer and smoother than before? He makes sure to bring it to your attention every time, doting over how the glow of his inner beauty rubs off on you so easily. Despite everything, he thinks you look so gorgeous lying in his palm. Layers of mucus, tired bags under your eyes, and all.

But sometimes it’s hard to feel beautiful inside or out with wings dyed black and pointed horns replacing the light of your halo.

—

A delicate, painted fingertip wipes a stray bead of drool from your face. The other hand is busy at your head, gently combing the tangles from your still-damp hair with the tiniest heart-shaped hairbrush. Asmodeus had been ecstatic the day it arrived, practically bowling over Levi before snatching the Akuzon package from his arms with a squeal.

It was a ritual at this point, the way he pampered you after letting you out. Swaddling you in a soft, lilac-scented hand towel warmed by the gentle breeze of his hairdryer, wiping you clean as he hummed a familiar tune.

“Baby, you want my love

 No matter who you are

 I want you to show me

 I fell in love with someone

 Besides myself for the first time”

He didn’t need to be the “Jewel of the Heavens” with you as his jewel, a precious pearl to tuck away beside his heart where all the things he loves live.

And he had so, so much love to give.

—

Gluttony

Beelzebub was on the verge of snapping when you came to him.

He was breathing heavily when you found his monstrous, horned silhouette hunched over the empty refrigerator. Frightened eyes were glazed over with a hunger that threatened to swallow you up with their very gaze. His mouth opened in a silent plea- perhaps an apology for eating your favorite pudding- but it was drowned out by the roar of his stomach.

Sometimes it felt as if no amount of food could put out the fire that raged within him. The burning sensation could only be briefly dulled by each cooling mouthful that slid down his throat. But then it was gone, claimed by the emptiness inside him that demanded “more.”

But you… you were different.

Simply being around you made him feel full, and for that he was ever grateful. But sometimes he needed more than a feeling. He needed to be sure you were there, to know that you were alive. To feel the weight of that missing piece that left him the day that he fell, your warmth reassuring him that his choices were the right one.

But despite what he needed, he still required your explicit permission to take it.

“Can I…?”

“Of course.”

With your words, Beelzebub gave himself over to his gluttony. He didn’t mind the demon he had become, as long as his strength could help protect you. Or perhaps you were the one protecting him? He wasn’t sure. But one thing was for certain.

No demon in hell could devour you as lovingly as he did that night.

—

Sloth

Beneath the attic room comforter, an incoherent mumble could be heard from a demon-sized lump in the sheets.

Belphegor rolled onto his stomach as he nestled deeper into his nest of blankets. It didn’t take long at all for a lazy smile to crawl across the Avatar of Sloth’s face. Even though you were undoubtedly squashed in this position, he could still feel your tiny hands working their magic just like he had asked.

Oh, how you spoiled him rotten.

It was hard not to with the way Belphegor expressed his desires so plainly. To borrow your jacket to use as a pillow, to keep quiet to Lucifer about skipping classes, to stroke his hair while he lay on your lap. The others weren’t too thrilled with your coddling, but Belphie couldn’t care less.

After all, they had gotten so much more time with you than he had. They got to know you, to love you, to taste you… all before you even knew his name.

Belphegor was the Avatar of Sloth, not envy. But there was once a time when the unmistakable tingling warmth of his twin indulging in you left the bitter aftertaste of jealousy on his tongue. It was a strange feeling, his brother’s affection for a human. One that, until recently, he couldn’t quite understand. And at the time, he had no desire to.

Nowadays the sensation was far from unwelcome. But ever since that night at the castle when he gifted you his pact, Belphegor had found that he much preferred having you all to himself in person. All to himself…

A small yawn escaped the youngest’s mouth as mind wandered to his twin. Could he feel it too, he wondered? The phantom weight of your touch?

…Perhaps he’d ask Beel about it later. But for now, he had a very important nap to get to.

—

Neither of you were conscious enough to know it, but that night as Beelzebub carried his brother down to his own bed and tucked him in, he whispered not one, but two good-nights.

#op #Finally�� it’s here. I hope you enjoy!#This feels SO good to finally hit the publish button on- you have no idea #These guys mean so much to me and I hope I can show you their more complex sides #The format looks a little wonky on tumblr but I plan on posting it to ao3 later #Yes those are the English lyrics to Pomade #I actually took a lot of inspiration for the character songs for these #might post something about that later but for now I hope you all have a very happy vore day :)#OM stuff #shall we vore #soft vore #safe vore #nonsexual vore #my writing

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raccoonfallsharder · 9 months ago

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i like to imagine that if one were to give Rocket a sudoku or crosswords puzzle, he can fill them all out at an unbelievable rate. like, you'd introduce him to the concept of sudoku, how each row and each column and each 3×3 grid should have nine distinct and non-repeating numerical digits–

but you haven't finished explaining the rules and Rocket's already filling out the empty boxes with his pencil like ticking off items on a laundry list. not a minute later, it's solved. he then gets confused at your jaw dropping while showing you the filled-out paper puzzle.

"what? you're- you just, fill out the thing with numbers, right? what's so surprising?"

i love this! im sorry i didn’t see this ask sooner but YES. thank you so much for this PERFECT mental image lol. i am actually working on a oneshot that’s not about this EXACTLY but is about rocket’s brain in relation to some of these things lol. the way he sees shit.

sudoku, i think, is easy for him. you explain the rules once and he just looks at the grid and he knows where everything goes. it’s like looking at a bomb or a gun. all the pieces have a home — it only takes one glance with soft eyes to see where each thing fits.

word searches, too. once he knows what a word is supposed to look like, he can take in a box of letters with that same glance and be like — oh, there’s fifteen words. sometimes he finds words that aren’t even intentionally included.

the trick with both these puzzles is that rocket does not get caught up in the sequence of things. he doesn’t go line-by-line or letter-by-letter. he has a more holistic way of understanding things — a big-picture kind of guy. looks at them and says “this is where the thing fits.”

now, crossword puzzles? those i’m less sure of. i think rocket would be the type to be annoyed by “bad clues.” his vocabulistics ain’t always standard, so to speak, and i bet he sometimes makes up words. plus, having to remember how they’re supposed to be spelled? that’s a problem. sometimes the clue will be like “more yellow than blue; a French liqueur” and instead of writing in “chartreuse” rocket is like “greeeeeeen” because why the fuck not, this game is stupid. he finishes in record time but when you look at it, most of the answers are like… only sorta-conceptually-correct? and usually with creative spellings? occasionally he’ll throw in a cluster of letters in kree?

“so i can see you answered this column with crow but you used a character i don’t recognize for the w and it’s overlapping with the g in lasagna. and uhm neither of those are technically right.”

“yeah in shi’ar that letter makes a sound like wuh or guh. little further back in the throat though.”

“uh huh. but this is, uhm, a US-english crossword.”

“so?”

“…good talk.”

now maybe when he’s a little older, and the Star Kids have grown up and have Star Kids of their own, and Old Man Rocket is sitting outside a cantina on Knowhere making origami versions of cosmo for them — maybe in between he pulls out the giant book of puzzles pete sent him for christmas last year. adjusts his reading glasses and strokes a claw over his grizzled whiskers. the kids come up and ask him what he’s working on today and he shows them and teaches them how to do each one.

“this one you can’t repeat any numbers.”

“that seems hard.”

“nah, it’ll be easy for you. you’re almost as much of a genius as me. now, this one you gotta find these words in this graph.”

“okay. i think i like this better. what about that one?”

“ah, i used to hate those ones but now they’re my favorite.”

“yeah?”

“yeah. for these ones, you just make shit up, and you bend all the rules till your answer works.”

#rfh asks #hyperjorts #rocket raccoon headcanons #rfh headcanons #asks are my favorites #rocket raccoon #rfh fluff

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Diabolik Lovers CHAOS LINEAGE ー Laito [15]

Monologue

Standing in front of the deep abyss,

a howling wind blows.

These lands are a closed space,

cut off from everything else by a cliff.

There is no exit anywhere.

Now that we have run out of time,

the only fate which lies ahead of us...

is one where we are caught and pulled apart.

As we are confronted with said reality,

it brings along an unbearable sense of hopelessnessーー

ー The scene starts by the border of the World

Yui: ( We have run out of options. )

( This was the last shot we had at escaping this place. )

Laito: These lands are blocked off by magic. I guess someone threw us in here for their own personal enjoyment.

Even by my standards, that’s just messed up.

Yui: Yeah...

Manipulating our memories, making us fight each other...For what purpose exactly...?

Laito: I don’t know. It frustrates me how little information we have. Butーー

I just don’t want to be separated from you, no matter what. I don’t want someone else to steal you from me.

Yui: ...! I don’t want to leave you either...

( But even so, we don’t have any more time. With no way out, I know that eventually we’ll get caught. )

Laito: Do you want to keep running away until one of our pursuers catches us then? Inside this closed off world.

Yui: Eh...?

Laito: Ultimately, I will be declared a traitor and killed. While you will be taken away.

But want to keep on fighting till the bitter end...?

Yui: Laito-kun...

Selection

→ Let’s run away together! (♡)

Yui: Let’s run away together. I don’t want to become separated from you ever again...

Laito: I see. I’m happy to hear those words from you.

But I’m pretty sure we’ll be pulled apart either way once we’re caught. I doubt I’ll be killed on the spot.

I can only imagine that you’ll be the only thing on my mind once I’m chained up inside my cell.

Yui: No way...

→ There’s no point (🖤)

Yui: There’s no point in doing that...You’ve realized as well, haven’t you? Eventually they’ll find us...

Laito: I see. I honestly thought that the idea of eloping together sounded kind of romantic.

Then...I suppose we simply have to make up our resolve.

Yui: ...

Laito: I hope I can at least stay by your side until the moment I take my final breath.

Yui: Until you take your final breath...?

( Actually... )

ー Yui recalls his words from earlier

Laito: If we were to fall down there, I’m pretty sure it’d be game over, even for us Vampires...

ー The flashback ends

Yui: ( If he were to fall from here, even Laito-kun... )

Laito: What’s wrong?

Yui: Hey...If you’re going to dieーー

I want you to take me with you.

Laito: ...Eh?

Yui: If the only other option is to be separated, then I’d much rather just stay together till the very end.

Yui: With how steep this cliff is, even a Vampire like you wouldn’t survive a fall from here, right?

Laito: Aah...That’s what you mean, huh?

Yui: If there’s truly no other options left, then I want to stay with you at the very least...

-> BRANCH: EUPHORIA ENDING

The game does not tell you if you are in the Euphoria or the Labyrinth branch. In the Euphoria version of this chapter, this is what Laito’s first line after the branch looks like:

飛び降り...か。悲恋の主人公達としては悪くない結末なんじゃないかな。

Laito: You want to jump down...huh? I guess that wouldn’t be a bad way for us to end our tragic love story.

Yui: Eh...?

Laito: If that’s what you want, I’ll even drag you down to Hell with me.

I actually won’t let go with you...You’re fine with that, right?

Yui: Of course!

Laito: Okay. ...Thank you, Yui-chan.

In that case...Let’s go together.

ー The scene shifts to the entrance hall of the Violet Manor

Kou: What is going on, for real!? I can’t believe the others suddenly stormed us like that!

I thought they were locked up in the dungeon!?

Azusa: I-I don’t know either...!

Ruki: You must be very confident to chit-chat about trivial matters in front of the enemy.

Kou: Why do we have to fight with this guy out of all people? ーー Kuh...

Azusa: Kou? What’s wrong...!?

ー Kou gets a dizzy spell

Kou: For some reason...I’m incredibly dizzy...Guh...

*Thud*

Kou: Uu...What’s going on...? There’s several images...flashing through my head...Aaah...!

Azusa: Kou!? Kou, hang in there!!

Ruki: What’s this? I do not know what kind of act you’re putting up here, but you better not believe you’ll be able to catch me with it.

*Cling*

Azusa: Ruki...san...! Stop, please! Don’t hurt Kou!

You can cut me down as many times as you want, okay...?

Ruki: Such ridiculous brotherly love. Rest assured, neither of you will make it out alive.

Azusa: No way...

Kou: ...Wait...Ruki-kun...

Azusa: Eh...?

Ruki: Hah...?

Kou: Why are you...pointing your sword at us...?

Can’t you tell who we are? ...Ruki-kun...

Ruki: Such nonsenseーー

ー Ruki starts to remember as well

Ruki: ...What is this...?

*SCENE SHIFT*

Subaru: Damnit! What happened to their fuckin’ plan, huh!?

The situation won’t hold for much longer!

Shuu: Haah...What a drag. I’d like to get this over with soon.

Subaru: As you wish! I’ll crush you real quick!

Reiji: What are you doing, Shuu!? Hurry up and take care of them.

Shuu: No need to tell me.

Subaru: Two against one, huh? Fuck...!

*Woosh*

Ayato: Woah there! Mr. Sleepyhead! I’ll take you on instead!

Subaru: Wha...!?

Shuu: Haah? You’re from the Orange House...Why are you helping out the enemy?

Kanato: You still haven’t remembered? As the oldest of the family, the two of them act cocky all the time, yet you haven’t even grasped the situation?

Honestly, I am beyond disappointed.

Subaru: N-No...Explain it to me as well. Why would you two...?

Ayato: Shut up, we can do that later! We still don’t quite get what’s goin’ on either after all.

Subaru: Haah?

Kanato: I believe it was probably Laito. Also her blood. That is what helped us remember.

Fake brothers and a pointless war. You better believe I am not letting myself get caught up in such a mess and die as a result.

Ayato: I don’t know what that guy’s plans are but...

If he ran away with Chichinashi, I’m sure he has somethin’ in mind.

In that case, I’ll hang on until then!

*CLING*

Shuu: Kuh...!

ー The scene shifts back to the cliff

Yui: ( You really can’t see the bottom. I guess this is what you’d call the ‘pits of Hell’? (1) )

Are you...sure? If we dive down, we’ll most definitely...

Laito: You’re the one who brought it up though. Getting cold feet now?

Yui: No! That’s not it, but...

Laito: I want to be with youーー

...Until the bitter end, no, for eternity.

I’ll be there with you no matter what happensーー So let’s go together.

Yui: ...Yeah...

Monologue

Grabbing hold of each other’s hand,

we stood by the edge of the abyss.

In front of our eyes,

stretched an endless, bottomless pit.

If we took even one step forward,

we’d fall straight down.

However...

Even though I was standing on the verge of death,

my mind felt at peace.

Laito-kun is right there besides me.

The joy from being able to go together,

surpassed the fear of death.

We looked at each other one last time,

exchanging a tight embrace.

And then,

we dove into the abyssーー

Laito: Yui-chan...Let’s go together.

Yui: Yeah...!

*Rustle*

Yui: Ugh...ーー

( The wind pressure is intense...Almost as if my whole body is being ripped apart... )

*Woosh*

Yui: Kyahーー

ーー Ah.

( Swept away by wind...I’m drifting apart from Laito-kunーー )

Laito: No!

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Laito-kun...

Laito: I refuse...to let go of you...

Don’t worry...As long as we’re together, there’s nothing to be afraid of...

Yui: Yeah...I know...!

*Rustle*

Yui: ( I don’t care how or where. From here on out, we’ll be together foreverーー )

*Twinkle*

ー The screen fades to white

Yui: ( Eh...? )

( The strong gust of wind from earlier is gone. )

Laito: ...Is this... a light?

Yui: Look at the sky...The landscape is slowly fading away.

Is this what dying is like...?

Laito: Good question. I’ve never experienced death before, so I can’t say for sure but...

It’s very pretty...

Yui: ...Yeah...

( The orbs of light are steadily increasing. My consciousness...is growing faint... )

[EUPHORIA END]

-> BRANCH: LABYRINTH ENDING

The game does not tell you if you are in the Euphoria or the Labyrinth branch. In the Labyrinth version of this chapter, this is what Yui’s first line after the branch looks like:

一緒に飛び降りよう。それで、終わらせよう。

Yui: Let’s jump together. And put an end to it.

I don’t want anyone else pulling us apart.

Laito: ...I can’t believe you’d come to that conclusion...You must truly feel like there’s no other option left, huh?

But I feel the same way. If there is no way back, I want to stay with you till the bitter end.

Even if that means choosing death.

Hey, Yui-chan...Will you die alongside me?

Yui: ( If we stay here under the current circumstances, I won’t be able to stay together with Laito-kun. In which case...I know my answer. )

...Yeah, of course.

Laito: I’m glad. I was worried what I’d do if you were to turn me down.

Yui: As if I’d ever do that?

Laito: Right.

Well then...Let’s hold hands, and go together?

Yui: Yeah...

*Rustle*

*Woosh*

Yui: ( We’re going to...jump down from here. )

( Even though I’m the one who brought it up...I’m a little scared... )

Yui: Laito-kun...Don’t let go of my hand, okay?

Laito: ...Yeah. I won’t let go, no matter what happens.

Yui: Thanks.

Laito: Well then, off we go? So we can be together forever.

ー They jump off the cliff

Yui: Ugh...ーー

( The wind pressure is intense...Almost as if my whole body is being ripped apart... )

( Oh no...I’m going to let go of his hand...! )

*Rustle*

Yui: ( Ahーー )

Laito-kun...!

Laito: ...Shootーー!

Yui: ( He let...go. )

( His hand is...moving further and further away... )

( ーー No! I don’t want to fall alone!! )

( Even though we promised to be together... )

( And that we’d be together until we both take our final breaths... )

( He said he wouldn’t let go, no matter whatーー )

( ...You...liar... )

[LABYRINTH END]

Translation notes

(1) 奈落 or ‘naraku’ is the Japanese word for the Buddhist concept of ‘Hell’, being ‘Naraka’.

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virgils-muse · 10 days ago

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Guh, I’m having a nostalgia moment, so here’s me talking about Pokemon (specifically Diancie) for no reason lmao

When I was younger, my neighborhood friends got me into collecting pokemon cards. We would go to the corner store and buy packs. Mostly fake ones. My ma even bought me one of those tins that had the Lunala card at the front! The first pokemon game I got was Pokemon Moon with my galaxy-Nintendo 3DS, but I only ever ended up completing it about halfway…

More than the games though, I love the Pokemon-universe lore. I loved the movies especially (watched a little bit of the show, but not much). SPECIFICALLY, I rewatched Diancie and the cocoon of destruction like 50 times on YouTube. I loved it, I had it as the password and icon to my iPad mini, I had this fake Ex card that I treasured like my first born child, and I tried (with no avail) to get my ma to buy me the Diancie plushie. Idk why I was so attached to it specifically, I just liked it a lot!!

Of course, all of my Pokemon cards got stolen at some point? But my neighborhood friends were nice enough to give me a bunch of theirs :o) even though a lot of them were fake, I still loved the gesture. I was also into Pokemon go for a while, but I didn’t get really far with that.

Now, here I am, kind of slowly getting back into Pokemon. And I’m looking at the new games out of curiosity, and I look up how to get Diancie in Pokemon Violet/Scarlet. It turns out you fucking can’t?? Apparently the last time you were able to get a fucking diancie was like, 2016 or something? Hello??

Idk, maybe it’s because it’s 2am rn but that just made me so sad :o(

Thy sillyyyyyyy

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cirilla-fiona-riannon · 2 years ago

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Ikemen Sengoku - Kicho

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Mai: "Marriage, huh?"

I never thought about it before, but once I became aware, several things started to come to mind.

(If I were to get married, I could think of no better partner than Kicho.)

(I wonder what he thinks about it.)

At that moment, I heard a light knock on the door.

Kicho’s voice: “Mai, are you awake?”

(Kicho’s voice!)

Mai: “Yes, I’m up.”

With my heart pounding, I opened the door, and Fuku flapped her wings happily upon seeing him.

Fuku: “Kicho!”

Mai: “Welcome back. Did you just come home?”

Kicho: “Just a few minutes ago. I didn’t see Fuku, so I thought she was here.”

Mai: “I was just telling Fuku about what happened today.”

Kicho: “I see. From the looks of it, the business meeting went well.”

Mai: “Yup! Thanks to you, I was able to endorse the dress proudly.”

Mai: “The client’s family all loved the designs very much一ah!”

(Right, I gotta tell him about it.)

Kicho: “What’s wrong, Mai?”

Mai: “Sorry, I just remembered something I need to tell you.”

Kicho: “Something to tell me?”

Mai: “Yes, um. I know it’s still a long way off, but are you interested in a wedding?”

Kicho: “...........”

Kicho: “Does that mean you’re interested in having a ceremony with me?”

Mai: “Sorry, that’s not what I meant!”

(I guess the way I ask is confusing.)

I explained to him what I had discussed with the client.

Mai: “Actually, the client invited me to the wedding, and he said I can bring a plus-one.”

Mai: “We’re lovers, so if you like, we could go together.”

Kicho: “Together?”

(Huh?)

Suddenly, his face tensed up.

Mai: “Um, you don’t want to?”

Kicho: “No, it’s not like that. Inviting someone other than a relative to a wedding is rare in this era, so I’m just surprised.”

Kicho: "If you want to attend with me, I'll definitely be there."

He then put Fuku back in the cage.

Kicho: “I’ll take Fuku back to my room and take a bath.”

Mai: “Okay.”

After the door slammed shut, I sat on the bed with mixed feelings.

(He said it’s not that he’s not interested, but I feel like he’s trying to deceive me.)

A few days later, after I finished shopping in town, I walked aimlessly on my way to the trading post.

(I got the fabric I wanted, but I don’t feel any better.)

As for the reason, it was because I wasn’t convinced by Kicho’s reaction the other day.

(I feel like something is going on.)

(Maybe he doesn’t like attending strangers’ weddings? But he doesn’t strike me as a shy person.)

(Maybe I was too bold to bring a lover instead of a friend.)

Mai: "Waah!"

Spacing out, I suddenly bumped into someone.

Mai: "S-Sorry."

(I need to get a grip.)

I bowed to the man I bumped into and was about to walk away again when一

Man: "Guh!"

(What?)

I turned around in a panic when I heard a scream just behind me.

Mitsuhide: "Long time no see, lass."

Mai: "Mitsuhide!"

Mitsuhide twisted the arm of the man I had bumped into and smiled wryly.

Mai: "Why are you here, or rather, what on earth are you doing?"

Still puzzled, something suddenly fell from the man's sleeve.

Mai: "Hey, you dropped something."

Mai: "Wait, my wallet!?"

Mai: "Thank you for earlier."

After returning to the trading post, I bowed to Mitsuhide as I served him tea while waiting for Kicho, who was in the middle of a business meeting.

Apparently, Mitsuhide came to Sakai today for an inspection, and he happened to see me being pickpocketed on his way to the trading post.

Mitsuhide: "I'm not telling you to be suspicious of anyone, but you should be more careful."

Mitsuhide: "Walking around in a daze like that is like asking someone to steal from you."

Mai: "You're right."

(It's even more pathetic because I was aware of it.)

Mitsuhide: "So, what was the reason you were distracted? I'll at least listen to what you have to say to pass the time."

Mitsuhide: "Do you have problems with Kicho?"

Mai: "How do you know!?"

Mitsuhide: "I knew it."

Mai: "----!"

(He caught me.)

(But now that he knows, I might as well ask his opinion.)

I decided to talk to him about Kicho's reaction.

Mitsuhide: "He certainly seems to have something on his mind, but I don't think it's because of you."

Mitsuhide: "Well, unless he feels you've lost your affection for him."

Mai: "Absolutely not!"

Mitsuhide: "Well, what else do you have in mind? I've never heard of Kicho's views on marriage, but I'm sure there are things he's told you."

Mai: "I've never heard anything about marriage from Kicho either一ah."

(Could it be that Kicho is一)

At that moment, the parlor door swung open, and a white cloak fluttered in.

Kicho: "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Mai: "Kicho! Is the business meeting went well?"

Kicho: "Yeah. Did Mitsuhide do anything to you?"

Mitsuhide: "Don't worry. I took good care of her for you."

Kicho: "What did you say?"

Mai: “I just had a little chat with him. Mitsuhide, please don’t joke around.”

Mitsuhide: “Oh dear, I just tried to be nice to you in my own way.”

Kicho: “You have no right to do that to her.”

Kicho glared at Mitsuhide and pulled me into a hug.

Kicho: “I don’t want Mitsuhide to see you any longer. You go back first.”

Mai: “O-Okay.”

(Maybe he’s jealous?)

I left the guest room, my heart fluttering, thinking about this.

As the sun began to set...

Kicho: “Mai, I heard you were pickpocketed earlier. Were you okay?”

After talking to Mitsuhide, he went to my room and stroked my cheek.

(I wonder if Mitsuhide told him?)

Mai: “Don’t worry. The culprit was caught right away, and my wallet was safe.”

Kicho: “I see. But it’s never too late to do something. From now on, don’t hesitate to take a guard with you.”

Mai: “Thank you. I’ll do that next time.”

(From the looks of it, Mitsuhide didn’t tell him I was worried.)

Feeling relieved, I looked back on my conversation with Mitsuhide.

------------Flashback------------

Mitsuhide: "Well, what else do you have in mind? I've never heard of Kicho's views on marriage, but I'm sure there are things he's told you."

Mai: "I've never heard anything about marriage from Kicho either一ah."

---------Flashback Ends---------

At that time, I remembered what Kicho had told me about Nohime.

(His twin sister, Nohime, took her own life when she got married.)

(He also has a history of being a hostage of the Oda clan as a substitute for Nohime, so he may not have a liking for a political marriage.)

I didn’t want to ask him directly, so I confirmed it in a roundabout way.

Mai: “Um, Kicho? Remember the wedding I told you about the other day? The one happening three months from now? Are you still on board with that?”

Kicho: “Wedding? Yeah, so there’s an official date already.”

Kicho: “Okay. I’ll adjust my schedule.”

(I knew it. He looks so tense.)

Mai: “Are you sure you’re okay? I feel like you’re pushing yourself too hard for me.”

Kicho: “That’s not true. I just have a lot on my mind.”

The expression on his face was so sad that I couldn’t say anything more.

(Maybe it’s still hard for him to remember his sister.)

(If that’s the case, what I need to do is...)

Kicho: “Mai? You’re awfully quiet. Are you okay?”

Mai: “I’m fine! I’ve already decided what I should do.”

Kicho: “What you should do?”

Mai: “Just talking to myself here. Anyway, I’m gonna take a bath!”

I declared this and bravely left the room.

(If he doesn’t have a good impression of marriage, I’ll just have to get that image out of his head.)

(To do this, I’ll first do something couple-like with him to make him happy.)

(After that, I will pledge my eternal happiness to him.)

(I’ll call it “Operation Happy Proposal!”)

The next morning一

Part 1╏Part 2╏Premium╏Epilogue

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'Wicked Love Blooming In The Dark Night' Story Event: Premium END

Harrison's Route

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I took the chips of the highest value I had in hand, and placed all of them on—

Kate: I’m betting everything on 6!

Owner: !?

(Please! Please be 6!)

The ball kept rolling — and eventually came to a stop at the number 6 pocket.

(Yes…! It’s just as Harrison told me to do.)

I glanced at Harrison and I thought I saw him smile for a split second.

Harrison: Looks like our side won this round. A big win, too.

Owner: You only bet on 6!? How… it’s impossible!

Harrison: Now, that’s strange. It’s as if you just said that “it’s not possible for it to be 6 without pulling some strings”.

Owner: This win is invalid! I’m playing against you, but that bet was placed by your lover…

Harrison: … Nope. I mentioned prior to the game that “we” will predict which pocket the ball falls into.

(... Harrion’s aura is back.)

Owner: … Who the hell are you?

Harrison: I won’t tell you so easily.

Harrison grabbed the casino owner by his tie and pulled him closer.

Harrison: Day and night, you’ve been playing foul like this and extorting money from innocent victims.

Harrison: You use the money you earned, to commit evil deeds. That’s to say, this place is a source of funding for a criminal organisation.

Harrison: And YOU are the head of said criminal organisation. Being a casino owner is just a facade.

Owner: … There’s something you want from me.

Harrison: Haha, you’re quick to catch on. I’m sure you have an “ally” who’s helping to ensure that your operations run smoothly.

Harrison: Give me proof of that and I won’t say a word about what you’ve been doing.

Harrison: … So, what do you think?

Owner: … Fine, I’ll give you proof. Come with me.

Harrison: … Hey, Kate.

Harrison: Hide behind me and don’t go away if you want to stay alive.

…

We were escorted through the casino and to a room located at the very end of the building.

From a locked desk drawer in the room, the owner took out a stack of papers.

Owner: This is the proof that our ally is involved in the organisation.

Harrison: I’ll have it.

Owner: Ah. Before that—

He took a handgun out of his suit pocket and pointed it.

(...!)

Owner: You and this young lady shall perish right here.

My heart was beating so fast that it hurt.

Harrison: … Don’t worry, Kate. It won't be this easy to kill my lover.

(... Harrison?)

Harrison whispered to me in a low voice and wore his usual aloof smile.

Harrison: Go ahead, if you can?

Harrison: I doubt you’ll be able to kill us.

Owner: Wha… what’s wrong with… my vision…

Owner: Guh…

The man’s body bent over and fell to the ground.

I couldn't believe my eyes, I thought he was dead but—

Kate: … Is he asleep?

Harrison: Yeah, I drugged the wine he drank just now.

Harrison: Roger created this sleeping potion that’s a little too effective. He’ll remain asleep for another two days.

Harrison picked up the pieces of paper that had been scattered on the floor, and peered into the sleeping man’s face.

Harrison: Your lies were defeated by mine. — My condolences.

Harrison: Come, let’s go home.

Kate: Y-Yeah… wha—?

(I want to walk, but my legs can’t seem to move…)

The fear from being held at gunpoint was creeping up in me, causing me to turn stiff.

Harrison: … My goodness.

Harrison came to my side, put his arm behind my knees and lifted me into a princess carry.

Kate: !

Kate: It’s fine, I can walk on my own…

Harrison: If someone says that they’re fine, they’re most definitely not.

Harrison: And I’m not doing this for you. I just want to leave this place as quickly as possible.

Harrison: So be quiet and let me carry you.

…

Harrison walked down the streets in the night while carrying me in his arms.

His eyes were looking to the front, I couldn't tell what he was feeling.

Kate: … Harrison, can I ask you a question?

Harrison: If you’d like. But whether I’ll answer it is another matter.

Kate: Alfons said that your actions were unrelated to Crown’s missions.

Kate: If that’s true, then what you did today was an official mission. So, why did you do that?

Harrison said nothing in response.

It was a clear indication that he didn't want to say anything.

Harrison: I can only tell you one thing. I’m no hero who fights for justice, nor do I have an interest in punishing evildoers.

Harrison: My only goal tonight was to obtain this evidence. That’s all.

Harrison: …

Harrison: Look, Kate. You’re trembling in fear after being threatened, to the point you can’t walk on your own.

Harrison: You said that you wanted to get to know me…

Harrison: Is this what you wanted?

(By any chance…)

Kate: … Are you telling me not to overstep your boundaries?

Harrison: Come on.

Harrison hailed a carriage and I got in—

Harrison: To the palace.

Kate: … We’re not going back together?

Harrison: Yeah, that’s it for our pretend lovers act. … See ya.

The carriage set off, and Harrison’s figure vanished into the darkness.

…

— A few days after I spent time with Harrison as his pretend lover.

Kate: I’m so sorry I had to run some errands while hanging out with you.

Liam: Not at all! I was the one who wanted to come along, and I’m happy to have you all to myself.

???: Excuse me…

Someone approached me while I was walking down the street with Liam.

Moustache Man: Um… you're the young lady at the casino, right?

I recognised him right away, but I was a little taken aback by the sudden encounter and couldn't give him an instant response.

Kate: E-Erm…

Moustache Man: After what happened that night, someone made a police report and the casino was exposed for fraud.

Moustache Man: And I got my money back…

Moustache Man: It must've been you and that guy who made the police report, therefore…

Kate: … I’m sorry. I don't know anything about that.

Moustache Man: Oh… I see. But even though I misunderstood, can I still say it?

Moustache Man: My daughter’s life was saved. Thank you so much.

The man bowed to me and walked away with a bright smile.

(... It was definitely Harrison who made the police report.)

He must've lied to me that night, so he could return to the scene by himself.

Liam: … I have a feeling that Harrison is telling Crown a huge lie.

Liam: But I want to believe that it’s a lie with good intentions, and I don’t have solid proof of him lying either.

Kate: … Yeah.

…

After splitting up from Liam, I went searching for Harrison.

(... I see him.)

He was reading alone in the garden again under the light of the setting sun.

His milk tea coloured hair swaying in the slightly chilly breeze.

Harrison: Didn’t I tell you that your staring is distracting?

Kate: … Harrison, I have something to talk to you about.

Harrison closed the book in his hand while looking me in the eyes.

Harrison: How coincidental, I wanted to talk to you too.

Harrison: Now, was that a lie? Or was that the truth?

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