#haha praise the lord am I right

[yuri-is-online]

Hi hi, Can you please to prompt 4 with Malleus,Vil, and Riddle?

4. You met someone really wonderful at the Masquerade Ball and have been ranting about how he was totally the love of your life to your abnormally quiet friend. Actually wasn't he invited too? Maybe you should ask him how that went.

Hello hello and of course I can, and I agree with the first ask you sent me. I was not really thinking of Malleus specifically when I wrote that prompt but it really does suit him doesn't it?

Oh also, welcome to the hell site. I noticed you're new from the few asks you sent me (I was so confused as to how a blank blog was talking to me), I hope you have fun with the content on here. New people are always welcome with me, I know all about being shy and uncertain of how to interact with people. I'll answer the other Malleus prompt you sent in after I have done some others, it was my bad for not realizing you were the same person haha.

notes: they/them used for Yuu, full shojo manga lack of self awareness here in Malleus's part (it is implied to take place before the Ch. 6 reveal), just don't think about it is Yuu's middle name. The rest of the requests can be found on my masterlist here.

Malleus

"Tsunotarou, you know a lot about gargoyles, right?" Such a foolish yet welcome question. Truly your unawareness of just who you are conversing with never ceases to amaze and infatuate him.

"Of course, I am something of an expert." He smiles, trying to keep it from showing the whites of his teeth.

"Oh well then you must be very happy to be in Diasomnia." Your eyes are sparkling, and he pauses. Yes he is very happy to be in Diasomnia, but not for the gargoyles. Briar Valley has long respected the legacy of the Thorn Fairy, and what better house could there be for the noblest of nobles than one that's very core is the spirit of nobility? But these are not exactly things he wishes to speak with you about, it would require detailed revelations he fears the consequences of.

"And what makes you think that, child of man?" Still there must be cause for your reasoning, and he does wish to hear it.

"Well your housewarden is one, isn't he?" You seem very pleased with yourself, but your mind is clearly very far away. Malleus stares at you, eyes wide in shock as he attempts to piece together what logic might have drawn you to such a conclusion. "I met him last night." Your dreamy sigh fills him with jealousy, just irrational enough that the thunder crack above you is quite small enough that he can convince you to remain outside of Ramshackle in conversation with him.

"Your mask is really impressive!" Your eyes always shone at the simplest displays of magic, it filled Malleus with a joy he could never quite find his fill of.

"Mask?!" Roars Sebek, his volume matching the pride rapidly feeling Malleus's chest. "Foolish human, this is more than a mere mask! This is a display of my lord's skill! A perfect recreation of old Briar Valley Masquerade tradition! His artistic talent has been woven though magic to bear his true face for the world to see-"

"That's quite enough Sebek." He does enjoy his retainers praise, but he has a task in mind that the over excited boy might- no will definitely endanger if he speaks further.

"But my lord!" Poor Sebek is torn between embarrassment, jelousy, and concern as he watches his precious lord observe you in the same manner one might a particularly expensive jewel.

"They have given me a most treasured compliment and I wish to reward them in turn." He bows, making sure to flourish his hand as he extends it, taking great pleasure in the little shudder that he only sees unaccompanied by fear in you. "May I have this dance, prefect?"

"Y-yes. You may." You seem in a daze as he takes you to the floor, just as unaware of the others around you as he is. It's wonderful, no matter how many times he visits you he has never had such a good excuse to hold you as this. Your scent, the weight of you in his arms, the way he can better familiarize himself with the subtle movements of your face is all much more real and overwhelming than he had ever imagined it being. It's all Lilia can do to drag him away, whispering teasing things about impropriety and duty to soothe the storm at his fingertips as he sees your friends scoop you up where he left off.

"He is a very handsome gargoyle. And so polite! But then I guess he is royalty so that makes sense..." The continued thunder has you inviting him in, mentioning something about tea he really can't be bothered to think about.

"No he isn't." Malleus pouts. "The nobility of Briar Valley has a reputation for being extremely dour and irrational."

"Oh. Well no wonder he seemed so happy I danced with him. Poor fellow must be very lonely." Oh if only you knew.

"Enough about my housewarden." Malleus declares without a hint of irony, bowing in a familiar fashion to prevent you from entering your kitchen. "He isn't the one you are talking to now is he? He isn't the one who you will be thinking about when you dream tonight." In a slight daze you take his hand, the living room fills with green fireflies as the storm outside slows to a halt as kinder, not softer emotions fill the young lord's heart. "He isn't the one your last dance is for, so focus on me, won't you?"

Vil

"This is why I told you to make sure whatever costume Crewel gave you came with a coat." Vil is beyond angry, with you certainly, but mostly at- life? The fact humans have an immune system that doesn't always work? You have no clue and your head is much too stuffed up to care. What you do care about is that Vil is here, and he really shouldn't be. Colds are contagious and Vil has so many things that he should be doing other than fussing over someone who is not in his dorm and not his responsibility.

"You could get sick." You say and he laughs, if you could see him, if he was not sat behind you on a bed in one of Pomefiore's empty rooms, you know the look he would have on his face. You would see his stupidly beautiful smug smile he has when he has something particularly cutting to say; instead you have to close your eyes and picture it as he pats your head dry just a bit more forcefully.

"Not my responsibility you say? You certainly seem to have a funny view of this." Vil has a word on the tip of his tongue. A word that's ambiguous, a word that would make his manager have a fit. If only she had been a fly on the wall during the Masquerade last night.

"My my, you seem a bit out of place." The tall stranger must be confused at your staring, but he seems more amused than offended. "Does my costume enchant you that much?"

"It reminded me of something." It would hard enough to explain to a friend what you are thinking of, harder still to a stranger. The scarlet costume could have been taken from a playbill, you find yourself looking him over for any sign of a folio. You highly doubt it's you the Red Death wants to capture tonight, but you cannot say you will protest too loudly if that's what he decides. "Sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

"Quite the opposite," the stranger does not ask you to dance, merely extends his hand and gracefully leads you off to the side when you take it, "so long as you praise me out loud you can look as long as you like."

"It's not like you got me sick." You sneeze into your tissue and Vil frowns, satisfied with your care but not with your answer. He had his suspicions that you may have made a... mistake in your assessment of your time at the Masquerade. But it did hurt him slightly to think that you did not know his essence well enough to have recognized him at once. "And I did get a costume with a cloak, I just gave it to the Red Death because it was too weird to see him without it."

"Mhmm I don't know." you say. It's such a shame Vil can only see your lips, he loves it when you tease him so much already it isn't fair he has to focus on something so tauntingly close and yet so far out of reach. "I think your costume is incomplete."

"Oh?" Vil makes sure to hold you close to him as the song ends, daring anyone to come close enough to try and steal your attention so he can laugh at the attempt. "What's your reasoning for that? Depending on what you have to say, I just might agree." You back out of his arms and make a frame with your fingers. "Kiss me." He begs silently. "Kiss me and leave a mark." But instead you unwind your cloak and fix it to his shoulder.

"Perfect. Now you really look like the portrait." And to his great despair you are gone.

Despite your earlier stated worries, you fall back into Vil's chest, tilting your back to look up at him. "When I'm not sick remind me to tell you about the Phantom of the Opera? I wanted to spend more time dancing with him, but I was feeling too much at home and got scared he'd vanish." Vil's eyes shine with a strangely familiar light, and he gently guides you under the bed's covers. Just before he leaves he kisses your forehead so gently it's all you can do not to cry.

"I think your phantom might be closer than you think." He murmurs against your skin and leaves you to sleep, tucking you under a mysteriously familiar red cloak as soon as your eyes are well and truly closed.

Riddle

"You will be too tired to do anything after the ball, so make sure to shower and go directly to bed."

It was good advice based off of a reasonable assumption, and technically you were not in fact physically doing anything. You were also quite tired, you had expected to spend most of the ball on the outskirts observing the display of feathers and paints but that was far from what actually happened. You don't think you had ever danced in your life as much as you had in the past six hours. It would be extremely reasonable to assume that after scrubbing yourself free of makeup and sweat you would be down for the count.

But you weren't. Your mind was running a mile a minute, eyes constantly glancing at your phone on your nightstand. It's an odd feeling, wanting to call someone and not being able to. It is also a feeling you have become deeply familiar with, the ache it produces might as well be permanently woven into your heart, you should be immune to the pain at this point.

This time though, this time the person you want to call could theoretically be within reach. This person was someone you could touch, someone you could hold, someone whose touch still lingered against your hands.

The little knight was just as awkward as you were, if he didn't immediately stutter out a protest you would have thought he was just as inexperienced with the whole formal party thing as you were.

"I know what I'm doing I just-"

"Then can you show me how to dance? I've been practicing but I'm not great at it." He stares at you, and you are worried you said something wrong until he laughs, it sounds smug you think but you can't be sure.

"That's the proper way to ask for a dance." He takes your hand in his as he bows, kissing it so gently you half think it was your imagination. "This is."

You pick up your phone before it buzzes, immediately sitting up in shock when you see just who is messaging you at 3:30 am on a Friday.

[Riddle] Are you still awake prefect?

[Yuu] Ace is that you.

[Yuu] I'm not covering for you if Riddle finds out you took his phone again (¬_¬)

[Riddle] What do you mean again?

The little knight's dance is stiff at first, but he relaxes as you continue. He has been guiding you to the center of the room, you belatedly realize. You must have looked frightened once you did. "It would be rude to stay in the corner during the slower songs." He squeezes your hand to bring your attention back to him. "It isn't against the rules to be bad at dancing, but it is to monopolize other people's space."

"Aren't you doing that right now?" You tease and he stops leading you, almost as if he hadn't even considered that.

"Are you not enjoying yourself?" He almost sounds afraid and you find yourself having to take over the direction of your movements.

"I didn't say that." Your knight almost seems to grow ten feet tall at your praise before he becomes aware of himself again and gets a bit bashful. But he does not take over again, content to let you set the pace of your dancing for the rest of the night.

[Riddle] Actually disregard that. Since you are awake, would you mind coming to your window? I understand throwing rocks is considered romantic but breaking a window would be most unfitting behavior for a housewarden.

You are tempted to tell him you are waiting for a message from someone else, but the unusual behavior has you at your window before you can even full form the thought. You almost drop your phone at the sight you see below you.

Riddle expected to have difficulty making eye contact with you. He expected to be teased about his failure to follow his own good advice, his costume has got to be a mess between the dancing he did with you earlier and the pacing he did once he got back to Heartslabyul.

But neither of those happen. Neither matters, instead you see him and the familiar scrap of paper you had given him with your number and a heart and fly down the Ramshackle steps into his outstretched arms.

"I'm so glad it was you I danced with tonight."

[alltimefail]

Happy Day 5 of Cast Appreciation Week to Ruth Connell, Jenn Lyon, and Briana Cuoco!

These are late, but it has been a DAY so I'm just happy I got them out before bedtime honestly! None of these incredible women on Tumblr (to our knowledge haha), but I’m singing their praises everywhere today!

Our perfect Night Nurse, Esther Finch, and Jenny Green... we love you ladies so much! 💜💀🔎

Transcript of my letters below the cut!

LETTER 1:

Happy Cast Appreciation Week! October 24, 2024

Dearest Ruth,

I have adored you since you played Rowena in Supernatural, so it’s no surprise that I loved your performance as the Night Nurse. You are a legend to me, you give an absolute masterclass in acting every time you step on screen.

I’ve rewatched Dead Boy Detectives more times than I can count, and every time I am stunned by how you balance the delicate line her character walks with such finesse and expertise. She’s not a full antagonist, certainly not a protagonist either, but some much more complex middle-ground. (I’ve gone down the rabbit hole analyzing her character in abundance because of that.) The fact that you had my emotions all over the place for this character should tell you that you did an absolutely bang-up job. Everything I learned about her made me want more, and brought new questions to my mind! You managed to make her a bit of a nightmare presence at times while making her feel very human (and clearly a bit perplexed by that sensation, lol) at other times. She was gripping and witty and everything I could have wanted from a character of her nature, and that is because of your incredible talent.

You are our Night Nurse on Duty, the Afterlife’s Finest, always and forever, and we will all be here to support you (and fight for you) in all your current and future endeavors.

All my love, Veronica “V” @ atfsims1

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LETTER 2:

Happy Cast Appreciation Week! October 24, 2024

Dearest Jenn,

I need you know know that I have never loved a villain more than I loved Esther Finch. My god, every time she came on screen I wanted to cheer. Everything about her awful, wicked ways shocked me and, at times, made me laugh to the point of tears. Every time I tell someone about Dead Boy Detectives, your character is one of my first selling points; I’ll usually tell them, “There’s this villain, Esther, and yes she is awful and she does a lot of bad things, but you LOVE to watch her do it.”

What makes my love for Esther even more perplexing is that I always rooted for the core-4 protagonists, but I was never sad when Esther came up with a new scheme because I wanted more of her, more of you, on my screen! You are a phenomenal actress and I’m so glad Dead Boy Detectives introduced me to you because I am in awe of you, sincerely! Esther Finch is my new favorite villain, and I don’t think she will ever be topped.

You are our incorrigible, immortal, illustrious Esther Finch, always and forever, and we will all be here to support you (and fight for you) in all your current and future endeavors.

All my love, Veronica “V” @ atfsims1

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LETTER 3:

Happy Cast Appreciation Week! October 24, 2024

Dearest Briana,

What a surprise Jenny Green was; upon first introduction of her character I was like, “Oh hell yes, these disaster children need this woman to reign them in from time to time...” and I was definitely right on that call (lol). Everything about Jenny was intoxicating to me, and I believe it was your expressions and the way you carried her that made her that way!

Every now and again we would learn something about her in this perfectly nonchalant but titillating way. Every line you delivered, from her unsuccessful ventures in love to her family life and upbringing (the line about her father’s alcoholism and raging narcissism haunts me, I NEED her and Charles to have a chat about abusive parents, good lord), made me want more! Her vulnerable moments with Crystal and Niko were beautiful, and I found Jenny to be a wonderfully complex character with a scary exterior and a heart-of-gold interior. You can’t watch Dead Boy Detectives and not fall in love with Jenny, or not root for her future happiness. She is easily one of my favorite characters from Dead Boy Detectives, and your incredible performance is a big reason why!

You are our lovely goth butcher, our perfect Jenny, always and forever, and we will all be here to support you (and fight for you) in all your current and future endeavors.

All my love, Veronica “V” @ atfsims1

[kurishiri]

13 . . . main story

— this translation may not be 100% accurate or may contain creative liberties. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost or claim these as your own!

— cw: mental breakdown, mention of murder and attempted child sexual assault, abuse.

Kate: I... don’t want him to hurt himself further.

K: I will stay with him, by his side.

K: And... I will think about a way so that Lord Elbert doesn’t have to hurt himself.

Alfons: When you came to find me, I did have an inkling... so it’s like this.

Alfons said in a small voice.

I could hear a faint sadness in his tone,

but when he raised his head, his usual shady smile played on his lips.

Alfons: ...Well, do as you wish. However...

A: Do not take his obsession toward things he ‘wants’ lightly — let me just leave it at that.

I have seen Alfons laugh in such a resigned way countless times now.

To him, my words might have been as good as reckless.

(But... I don’t want to give up. I want to find a way so that Lord Elbert doesn’t have to hurt himself anymore.)

(I have only just learned about a part of his past...)

The moon was already hidden by the clouds, making the room pitch black — so much so, it could have been a deep, deep sea, where not a single ray of light could penetrate.

—— Elbert’s POV ——

Somewhere far away, the sound of waves echoed——

I could hear the sound of waves. I didn’t want to see what happened next in this dream, but despite my wishes, the dream continued.

At that time, I had pierced the doctor’s chest with a pair of scissors.

Elbert: Hah... hah...

Even now, I can vividly remember the feelings of that day.

I felt, back then, that I was able to become ‘beautiful.’

I was a living proof of sin, who had defiled my mother’s name.

I thought that, perhaps, this was the thing I had always wanted, since the beginning.

Elbert: Hah... haah, ha...

Suddenly, the door opened, and I was met with raven black hair. The boy, who would later introduce himself as ‘Alfons,’ stared at me.

I couldn’t remember the conversation we shared that day that well.

But, I could clearly recall what I had asked him the moment he stepped into the room.

Elbert: Hey——am I... beautiful now?

I ran through the hallway, out of breath, my fingers trembling with small, repeated motions in anticipation and in high spirits.

(Father...)

(I, need to let Father know—)

My heart pounded, as if it had gone wild.

At the time, there was not a shred of doubt in my mind that Father would praise me. I fully believed he would.

——Looking back now, though, it had been such a laughable mistake.

Elbert: Father...!

Upon seeing me burst into the room, covered in blood, Father’s eyes widened.

Hugh: Wh... you, is that... blood...?

Elbert: The doctor... attacked me.

E: He tried to do the same thing my real father did to Mother.

Hugh: ...

At the time, I didn’t notice his face go pale.

Elbert: That’s why, I killed him. ...Hey, Father,

E: was I able to atone for my sin?

(Will Mother... forgive me?)

(And smile again, just this once?)

(Will we... be able to be happy again?)

Hugh: Ha... haha... you’ve gone mad...

Elbert: ...Father?

Hugh: Stop right there, and don’t come any closer. Don’t look at me with those eyes.

H: If you really want to atone for your sins, then give her back. Give Cecilia back, give my happiness back... give it all back!!

Father’s anguished cries were ear-splitting.

It was at that time I had finally come to a realization.

In the reflection of myself in his eyes, there was nothing but hatred and fear.

Hugh: Ahh, no, that’s not right... it’s, not your fault...

H: It’s not your fault. I know that... I know...

Father muttered to himself, seemingly in conflict, before he glared at me with tear-soaked eyes.

Hugh: No... It is your fault, that I became like this.

H: You... always make me remember my sadness and my hatred.

H: That’s why I...

H: That’s why I continued to watch you suffer without saying anything, Elbert.

Elbert: Eh...?

Many emotions were flaked off from his expression. I could see no trace of the gentle, kind Father I knew.

Hugh: Yes, that’s right. I know exactly what the butlers and maids do to you.

H: Only when you’re suffering do I feel even a little better.

H: Even when I heard that you were attacked... I could feel no sympathy.

H: Nor could I ever think to myself, ‘Ah, thank goodness you struck back’ with a smile when I hear that you got shot...

Elbert: Fa...ther...

The muzzle of his gun was pointed in my direction in trembling hands.

Hugh: I... I...!!

H: I can no longer stand this hideous self of mine...

I finally understood when the both of us were soaked in blood.

That no matter what I did, I could never give them happiness.

After all, this body of mine, which had been praised as beautiful, was nought but a sham, and my true self was repulsive and hideous.

That’s why——I sought out, I desired, and I collected.

My father’s warm love, and beautiful things that could compensate for the happy days... all of which, I had stolen away.

In the quiet room where I could hear the sound of waves, I pierced a needle through the back of a butterfly.

Once again, I have obtained something beautiful.

With this, surely, the two of them can become happy.

Surely, surely——

—— Kate’s POV ——

After Alfons had finished telling his story, I went to Lord Elbert’s room to visit him.

When I knocked on the door, there was no answer.

(If he’s sleeping, I’ll head back soon...)

When I thought this and quietly turned the doorknob—

Kate: ...!?

Suddenly, a pair of arms came out from inside the room and pulled me into a tight embrace.

Kate: Lord Elbert... Um, sorry to come in at this hour...

K: I was worried about you, so... I came to make sure nothing had happened to you.

Elbert: ...You weren’t there when I woke up, so I was worried.

E: Usually, I end up waking to the smallest of noise...

He murmured worriedly, and he questioned me while I was still against his chest.

Elbert: ...Where did you go?

His tone was heavy as he asked the question, whispering in my ear.

Kate: I... talked a little bit, with Alfons.

I couldn’t tell Lord Elbert that we had been conversing about his past, but I also couldn’t bring myself to lie, and so I gave him a vague answer.

When I did, I could feel the arms around my back grow tighter.

Elbert: ...Just the two of you?

Kate: Eh...? Uhm... yes.

Elbert: ...I don’t want you to be alone with anyone else but me.

E: I can’t bear the thought, of your heart being taken by someone else...

Still embracing me in his arms, Lord Elbert murmured in a monotonous voice.

Kate: No matter what...?

Elbert: ...Mn. ...No matter what.

E: If only... I could be the only one in your eyes.

His breath from his voice grazed my ear, and I felt my cheeks subconsciously get warmer.

(How nice it would be nice if this was a simple jealousy...)

When I thought this, my heart squeezed.

(How nice it would be if the reason Lord Elbert wanted me was because he likes me...)

As if being pierced by needles, my heart hurt all over.

I couldn’t move from where I was, and my breath quickened.

(How nice it would be... if, he wanted to be happy... with me...)

My feelings were caught in my throat, overflowing ceaselessly——

(Ahh, I see... I...)

(I want to be happy... together.)

This sweet, heartrending feeling spilled out, like blood flowing out from an open wound.

(I want to be happy, together... with Lord Elbert.)

(Because, you are sad, and yet so, so kind... and I love you for that.)

Elbert: ...Kate?

Kate: ...!

My breathing had become ragged, and Lord Elbert tried to peer into me.

(...No, this won’t do.)

My heart had long since already been stolen by Lord Elbert.

(But I can’t give that away.)

(If I become his before I can pull him out of this cycle of collecting beautiful things, then...)

(There will be no second chance — that, I was sure of.)

I would simply be decorated in his room as just another one of the things that ‘weren’t beautiful.’

Looking at such things and hurting himself, after all, was probably his atonement.

Elbert: Look here.

Kate: ...

His smooth hands came toward my cheeks, cupping them as he raised my head.

(Lord Elbert...)

When my eyes met with ones that seemed to sink into sadness, I was reminded that the story I heard before was indeed, a story of the past that had actually happened.

The ‘filth’ that flowed through his blood,

the people who pushed the notion of ‘beauty’ on his appearance against his will,

touting about love while hurting him, and Lord Elbert, who accepted all of that.

When I thought about those, anger, sadness, and helplessness bubbled up from inside me.

Elbert: ...Why, do you look so sad?

(What happened to your parents, isn’t your fault.)

(No matter where you were born, no matter what appearance you have, there isn’t a sin anywhere in there.)

(That’s why... please, don’t hurt yourself any more.)

The words threatened to spill out of my throat, and it took all I had to swallow my words down.

And to stop the tears that pricked my eyes from overflowing, I had to bite my inner lip.

Kate: It’s nothing, so... please don’t worry about it.

Elbert: ......That’s a lie.

Kate: It’s true.

In an attempt to not worry Lord Elbert, who was much more sensitive to people’s sadness than most, I put on a smile.

(Right now, telling him that I know about his past, and denying that sin...)

(...would probably hurt Lord Elbert more than help.)

The two most important people in his life had gotten a taste of sadness, and ended up dying.

And he had always felt responsible for that. That was the truth.

If I said something simple like ‘you have never once bore a sin since the beginning,’

that would be the same as denying the days he had spent to atone, and that——would have hurt him as if being hit by violence.

(But, as for what I can do now...)

I looked straight into Lord Elbert’s blue eyes.

Kate: Lord Elbert.

Elbert: ...What is it?

Kate: From now on, please, tell me about yourself more.

Elbert: About me...? Why...?

(So that, someday,)

(you can be freed from having to atone... or that’s how it should be, right?)

Lord Elbert killed his kind heart,

collected beautiful things, and continued to hurt himself.

I wanted to believe that, within the things he did, there was a fleeting hope.

(How can I help Lord Elbert forgive himself, and end this atonement?)

(I want a clue for that——so that I can save you.)

(That’s why, I have to know more about you.)

Kate: ...Naturally, my heart won’t be stolen by someone I don’t know well, you know?

K: That’s why, I would like you to tell me more... about what you’re feeling.

Elbert: ...If I do tell you, will you become mine?

Kate: That... I don’t know yet.

K: But, it is possible.

Elbert: ...Alright, then. I will do my best to tell you as much as I can, about my feelings.

His arms loosened around me, and I could finally catch my breath.

(Ah...)

I should be relieved, but instead I ended up feeling lonely, and in a panic, I looked down at the floor.

Kate: Well then, I will return to my room now. Good night, Lord Elbert.

Elbert: Good night...

I turned away to try to leave, but...

Elbert: ...Kate.

Kate: Yes...?

As if chasing after me, I heard his voice from behind me, and I turned back around without thinking.

Elbert: When we say good night to each other like this... it makes me ‘happy.’

Kate: ...?

My heartbeat sounded loud to me at those words.

Seemingly unaware of my trembling, Lord Elbert tilted his head.

Elbert: Was this, what you meant when you said ‘tell me more about yourself?’

(...O-oh, I see...)

(He’s doing as I said and telling me how he’s feeling now.)

Kate: ...Yes... that’s right.

K: ...I’m, also happy.

Elbert: ...I see. ...I’m glad.

Kate: ...Uhm, well then, I’ll excuse myself now.

My heart was throbbing as it loudly beat in my ears, and in an attempt to hide it, I left the room in a panic.

(I have to calm down...)

(The only reason Lord Elbert said what he did was because he wanted to ‘have’ me, and in order to do so, he complied with my request.)

My heart was still beating loudly, and I told myself not to hold any strange expectations.

(But...)

(At the very least, he does have a deep affection for me, right?)

Deep enough that he told me directly that exchanging goodnights made him ‘happy.’

(And that really, truly makes me happy...)

(But—)

Not being able to express that happiness openly to him, was agonizing.

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[akuaya-eng]

(Event) Vampire and the Silver Moonlight - Episode 5

"Blood red and lukewarm. No matter how many times I endure it, it feels disgusting.

Even if I survive, hellish days continue. I must end this quickly..."

Dia (thinking)

... Where is this...?

Woman in an old-fashioned dress

Stop...! Please, spare my life...!

Devil who lives in the castle

I'm sorry... If only I could survive without devouring souls...

(A sudden attack slashes the woman)

Dia (thinking)

Is this memory from that body...?

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The town priest

Stop, don’t be hasty! The swamp is filled with curses...!

Devil who lives in the castle

Hahaha... No one will mourn me anyway. This is fine... Haha...

Dia (thinking)

Ah, I see... This is the era when the vampire legend was born... As I thought, legends are just fiction. The vampire who was said to be hunted by the priest and resurrected— no, it was a devil. He turned himself into a ghost... He continued to steal human souls, driven to despair. Did he attack the neighboring kingdom’s princess who visited the town, just to be slain by humans? Was it loneliness that drove him to it...

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Dia's mother

Beloved... my beloved Dia... No matter what happens, I will always--

Dia

Mother...

Dia (thinking)

Back when I was still human— when I visited the Silver Moon Festival incognito, Mother sewed my costume. The ministers and servants at the castle who praised the disguise... All lost their lives because of me.

Dia

... There is no one left in this world who cares for me. Am I just like that devil—

??? (Espada)

......!

??? (Fiori)

......ia! ......

??? (Espada)

...... Lord Dia—!

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Espada

Lord Dia! If I lost you, I would—

Fiori

Prince, stop napping alone...!

(Dia's vision starts to focus on Espada and Fiori)

Dia

Espada... Fiori...

Espada

! You're awake...!

Fiori

Oh, don’t scare me like that again!

Dia (thinking)

The voice calling my name...

Dia

... Was it really that serious to make such a fuss?

Fiori

Wh-What’s with that attitude! You have no idea how worried we were~!

Espada

Lord Dia... I am relieved you are safe...

Dia

Espada, Fiori... You may not always be by my side. You both have your own wishes and circumstances.

DIa (thinking)

... I might lose this connection at some point. But until that day comes—I'll be fine.

(A blow is directed towards the ghost)

Devil's ghost

Pain, pain, pain...!

Eric

Damn... This is tough...! Everyone, give me a hand!

Dia

Right. I can't stay asleep forever. Espada. Fiori. I will use the rest of my magic to attack that specter. I'm exhausted, so I’ll be vulnerable while chanting. So— protect me.

Espada

As you demand, Lord Dia.

Fiori

Guess I have no choice. Leave it to your reliable princess!

Devil's ghost

Aaa... End it...!

Dia

(charges power) Don’t worry, I’ll end it as you wish. —This is the final curtain.

[maironsbigboobs]

For @aspecardaweek: aroace Tar-Míriel (and some Númenorean OCs I have grown attached to very fast, haha)

Ar-Zimraphel and her companions discuss marriage.

“And Father says I may wed him, but Mother says he is too young, and – “

“I do not see what your desire is to wed, Inzilkali.”

Ar-Zimraphel’s chambers were often full of this kind of talk; it was the hazard of surrounding herself with young attendants, always eager to discuss matters of love. The queen thought she had heard the tale of Inzilkali and her lover no less then fourteen times in the past few months. Azrabanâth, who had finally worked up the courage to interrupt, sat behind the queen, combing her dark hair into braids.

“What joy is there in marriage? I would rather not wed a man, and if I had no choice, it would not be one so boyish.”

“Have you never been in love, Azrabanâth?” Inzilkali sighed, deep and wistful, and reclined back on the couch, the tight curls of her hair spilling over the arm. Azrabanâth would change her tune if it were a maiden she could wed, Ar-Zimraphel thought, amused by their bickering.

“Not with a boy. You and he are still too young to wed.”

“You sound like my mother.”

Ar-Zimraphel herself had no desire for love; no charming suitors had never moved her heart, though men had called her fair and graceful, had brought her gifts and wrote her songs. Women had fawned over her beauty, praised her grace and wisdom, compared her to the golden sand for the warmth of her skin and the dusk for the rich black of her hair. But none of them had moved her heart (nor any other part of her, except perhaps to draw a smile when they amused her). She envied Azrabanâth’s bold stance: she was the third daughter of a lord, and she could afford to spurn marriage if she wished. Ar-Zimraphel was not so fortunate.

Her gaze drifted down to her hand, adorned with a glittering blue jewel; Ar-Pharazôn’s wedding gift. She was fortunate in one regard. Her husband had no more desire for her than she for him. Or rather, his desire was her claim to the throne, and not herself: there was neither love nor lust in their marriage.

The arrangement had been her idea, though she liked to let Ar-Pharazôn think she had been charmed by him. On her father’s death, there had been few supporters of his daughter. Outspoken and brave they had been, but not enough to withstand her cousin’s claim. Ar-Zimraphel had made a choice then, before any offer had been made to her. She would not give up the royal sceptre so easily. She could not have it by her own right, as was her due, but she would be a queen nonetheless. Ar-Pharazôn had proposed to wed her, to make her his queen, if she would support his claim.

Perhaps this was why she had been born the way she was; perhaps it was best her heart was given to none, so none may break it. She loved only Númenor, her people, and the sea.

“Forgive the interruption, my ladies, but Lady Azrabanâth speaks truly.” The voice came from by the door, where a young guardswoman stood her watch. She wore the dark gold and black of Zigûr’s followers – she suspected the wizard to be planting spies among her. “I am no noble lady, but if I were, I should think I have as much right as any common girl to refuse a husband, if she did not love him.”

“Aglaril,” Inzilkali rolled her eyes as she turned to look at her, “You do eavesdrop terribly. Even common girls know love.”

“Not I.”

“I do not see why,” Azrabanâth chimed in, “A lady may not wed another lady.”

“And she desires not to wed a lady, either?”

“You are being – “

“Ladies.” She raised her hand, and silence fell as the three of the them focused their rapt attention on her. “There is no need to bicker; might it be that thou art all correct?”

The women waited for her to continue – ah, she did not blame them for their confusion. By the years of their people, they were all young and hot-blooded. Wisdom the people of Númenor had been blessed with, but wisdom still had to be learned, and she would share it, if they would listen. Not least because she hoped to put them all at ease.

As a girl she had wondered if she were made wrong, when she had not giggled over training soldiers in the courtyard, or flushed when they took her hand at dances. If she could spare these youth the same confusion, she would. Was it not the role of a queen to care for her people, to guide them, to comfort them?

“In matters of marriage, there is no one answer.” She could not say she did not love Ar-Pharazon in front of one of the wizard’s servants. “A woman may love a man, or a woman, or none at all – these things may be of concern when she decides if she is to wed, but they are not the only factor. To be wed is to be partnered, and respect must be the foundation, not only love, whether one is a farmer’s daughter or a princess.”

Inzilkali sat up.

“You are wise as ever, your grace.” Ar-Zimraphel noted how her eyes darted to Azrabanâth behind her, and how the gleamed with victory. “If only my parents had such sage advice.”

Ah, she thought she had won.

Wisdom was not taught in a day, after all.

[akuaya-stories-tl]

Vampire and Silver Moonlight, Chapter 5

Dark red and lukewarm.

No matter how many times I bathe in it, it felt disgusting.

Even if you survive long enough, the hellish days continue.

Please, if I don't end it soon...

Dia: (... This is...?)

Woman wearing an old-fashioned dress: Stop...! Spare my life, please...!

Devil living in the castle: I'm sorry... I wish I didn't have to eat your soul...

Dia: (This is the Wraith's memories...?)

[kills her]

The town priest: Stop, don't be rash! The swamp ahead is full of curses...!

Devil living in the castle: Hahaha... No one will be sad anyway. This is fine... Haha...

Dia: (Ah, I see now... This incident happened in the era when the legend of the vampire was born...)

(I know that legends are made-up after all.)

(He didn't revive after being cornered by the priest. The vampire — no, the Devil talked about in the legend.)

(Did he turn into a Wraith on his own? Continue stealing people's souls, in despair of everything.)

(If so, did he attack the visiting princess just so he can be subdued by humans?)

(Did loneliness make him do it...)

Dia's Mother: My sweet... sweet Dia... No matter what, I will always —

Dia: ... Mother.

(When I was a human — that time when I visited the Silver Moon Fest incognito, it was Mother who sewed the costume for me.)

(Mother, the ministers and servants who worked in the castle, they all praised my costume... And everyone lost their lives because of me.)

(...There's nobody who thinks of me left in this world. Am I the same as that Devil—)

??? (Espada): ...!

??? (Fiori): ...nce...!

??? (Espada): ...Lord Dia—!

Lord Dia! If I lose you, I—!

Fiori: Prince, stop napping all by yourself...!

Dia: Espada... Fiori...

Espada: ! You're awake...!

Fiori: Oh jeez, don't make us worry about you!

Dia: (Their voices calling to me...)

... You're exaggerating too much. Is this enough to make your face lose all its colors?

Fiori: Wha... What's with that! You don't even know how I feel~!

Espada: Lord Dia... I'm relieved to see you well...

Dia: (Espada, Fiori... They won't necessarily be by my side forever.)

(Both of you have wishes you want to fulfill and circumstances you're dealing with.)

(One day, I'll lose these ties too. And surely, I'll find it difficult to let go.)

(However, until that day arrives — I'll be fine.)

Devil's Wraith: Hurt, it hurts...!

Eric: Ugh... It's a tricky one... Please lend a hand, everyone!

Dia: Right. I can't stay asleep forever.

Espada. Fiori. I will focus the rest of my magic to aim at that Wraith.

Sorry, but my body is full of injuries now. I'll be defenseless while chanting the spell. So— protect me.

Espada: If it's Lord Dia's order.

Fiori: Can't be helped. Leave it to the princess!

Devil's Wraith: Aaaa... Let it end...

Dia: Don't worry. I'll let it end just as you wish— it's time for the epilogue now.

[To Be Continued...]

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All these old men with huge personalities and overbearing opinions and judgments about every little thing and obvious implicit sexism in their belief in the ability of women to do certain tasks and their belief I will totally sleep with them if only they can interest me enough, when really they’re just walking across a stage madly back and forth in an empty auditorium where I’m the only audience member-just ranting lists of opinions that are final and correct and not up for debate because he’s right about everything and my job is to be quiet and I hate it and am definitely not interested

These big personality old men are, to me, in all things they do, violent. There’s something violent about the way they do everything that makes me want to snipe them down the moment they walk into forest or dark dead end alleys. And they DO walk in forest and dark dead end alleys, and they bring their whole personality with them, not letting anything ever get a word in edgewise or add to the stream of thoughts in their brain a single image or new idea. Nature can’t. The big blue sky can’t. I can’t. No one can, at least not young women!!!

To be clear; I fuck with big personalities heavy. If you’ve got a big personality I Am Listening 👀🦻I am the one person in the back of the class watching the teacher everyone else finds too ___, too something, and I’m always like, whenever I see and meet these people, “hallelujah, the lord be praised, finally, a little fucking soul in the joint, thank god- I am listening, whoever you are with the big personality!!” And I’m super not afraid of anyone, but these men make a social living off of intimidation tactics and blocking out the sun to force plants to pay attention to them- that they’re dying because the are blocking the fucking sun is obvious and silly to bring up to these people while they’re doing it- they’re like yeah, dude, did you hear gravity still works and this is still 2024? No duh I’m blocking the sun, it’s my right, I am so cool and I am so loud because god made me so cool and needed to make me a person able to take the things I deserve (and to take them by any means necessary is implied but is also seen as so obvious they don’t think to actually say or think it out loud- why would they think in words what they do in every single tiny action they ever take- you don’t need words for the obvious and the constant.) “Haha, women are ditzy. LOOK AT ME. LOOK HOW MUCH I TAKE UP THIS STAGE. LOOK HOW LOUD I AM. I SCREAM INTO YOUR EYES WITH MY EYES IN ORDER TO COMMUNICATE AN ORDER: PRETEND TO LIKE ME AT ALL TIMES. YOU MUST.”

And my cheech and chong stupid ass gets out from under the table where I was hiding and using as a shield and as a way to ensure more space between them and I while “we” (while he) talks (and is rudely interrupted by me, who insists on saying things lamely and then trailing off as I watch all the things I care about go out like a small dull flame in their eyes- like a beautiful rare scene a tourist just drives on by and only cares to glimpse for a second and doesn’t consider it worth a stop, worth more than a glimpse and half a second to allow it to exist in their eyes and reality, before it’s gone again to them, as if they’d never heard of or seen it before, when they absolutely have, they have been given every opportunity to stop. I rudely insist on interrupting a genius at work while he’s impressing anybody that’s listening, any warm body will do.)

And I learn to just stay quiet and try to calm his opinions down as fast and efficiently as possible. These men will hear something like Burger King signs are going to become shades of black and white only and lose all the color in their fast food sign. And these men…I can literally imagine having to wrestle a pistol out of their hands having heard the news. Any news, like that, and I can totally see them going and doing something really foolish. And boring. Did I mention boring?

When these men in particular (but also anyone at all who exhibits this behavior) talk to you and you become a prisoner and you feel strangely humiliated, and strangely, used and interchangeable with anyone else, especially those with an equal amount “to offer” to these people in their eyes (aka you and someone else of the same age race sex culture socioeconomic status and power level- you two could be identical in his eyes for all he cares- the point is that he’s getting the praise after bragging, you (whoever you are) are a small dot on a larger map than the map you have, and the dot he placed there to represent you actually is color coded to mean “place/person to stop in at for as long as I want and do anything+get anything I want, because if they don’t they’ll have to sacrifice their own peace, and they’d rather give me anything I want down to the letter”- it does NOT mean “this is where I saw this person who is as equally important and relevant to me as I am relevant and important to fundamentally to myself. This is where an equal, with interesting things to say that I heard and had one thought at all about, was, the last time I saw them.”

I am stupid and empty and I belong to him, everything either does belong or should belong or be at the behest of him. Both these men thought that. They go silent when I speak but they are not interested. All I’m doing is interrupting the important person who is so right about everything in this conversation after all. Which I am not allowed to do. I owe it to him to sacrifice anything at any time of mine for his convenience and happiness and ease and his ability to feel smarter and better than me and everyone else. I am enslaved and I can never get out. Because I am not fighting old men I don’t care about, I just want to end them like a problem once you find the single and easy answer, and the answer is: they leave and be silent forever the world we all have to share with one another. Please make them stop talking. By using deadly but low key violence.

Everything else is meaningless to these people. They…they look at the job we do together and see a way to do every little task and action possible in a violent way-in seemingly infinite variety and pattern or lack thereof, for absolutely no reason. They are just like this the entire time they are conscious and awake and alive, all their lives. They are just horrible and somehow can walk around a large piece of furniture like a bull running at you horns down and you’ve got no time and are gonna be gored in public as much as the bull can (and wants to. Crucially, this is all on a whim, this is all chosen deliberate behavior they decided upon after all this time on this beautiful earth chock full of lessons in humility and the worth of silence with yourself alone and of the genuine power of politeness and civility and kindness when made a fundamental habit of all you do/are. No, this is the way they have chosen, because fuck me, that’s why. They’re like: because fuck you, that’s why, haha. To my face. And I’m like haha. I’m not hurting my hand on some old dude’s face that’s hardened into feeling like really thick ceramic plate that my bones slide off of as they make contact with the skin-slidey-mushy-stubbly broken hollow old man skull. What a waste of a hand is all I’m saying. They totally do need to be thrown off a cliff by swinging them by a huge man holding their legs in a circle and then really getting some spin on them before they are launched over the cliff edge fence like a dog toy. Fuck these guys. Please. Make them suffer but don’t make me do it. It’s like fighting a dragon to save a princess but fighting the dragon just means first learning then beating the dragon at a game of chess- which they teach you in such an unpleasant way you wish you’d been eaten, and which cannot be avoided as chess is the way society has chosen to find a polite alternative to violence around the problems the dragons constantly create and inflict on others. So you have to avoid destruction and violence and be nice instead and learn and master and become a champion of something complex that you are supposed to play with another whose mind you consider an approximate equal to your own, but which is instead played against at a dragon who is so loud violent obnoxious and rude (at the very least) and enjoys it, that you start to think all kinds of second thoughts about kindness and social cohesion and conversation and homicide over petty grievance like you’re a toddler or in an old western saloon and somebody said the wrong thing on accident. They make wounds worse and more septic and terrible and self-defeating in its healing/mending tactics the body is employing, by making the body doubt itself and pause and have to stop all autonomic functions while the smart man tells you how to be oxygenated and moisturized automatically, by listing things the body already did but in a way that makes it sound like a new thing you were too stupid to do before he had the good fortune of showing up in your help-needing situations. You have to stop and get going over and over again. A traffic jam where they insist on using that situation to force you to learn to dissemble your car engines and parts, and learn how stupid you are that you don’t know how to put them back together (the exact opposite of what you just did dissembling it, dummy, haha), and to stand there, while everybody is just sitting in what once was a car engine, while he sits on the tool box you need and refuses to move or let you say a word while he tells you something completely unrelated to anything he just did to the situation and to you, but rather, is about a time where he did something praiseworthy. And you’re like “you told me to stop my heart and lungs until you explained to me what to do, that was 3 minutes ago, I’m basically dead” and they are not too worried. No need to worry- they saw an identical version of you over there somewhere. So what’s important will get attended to. He will wish your dying body in its last seconds to “have a nice day”. And walk away.

[snap-blogz]

Ryan Garcia Ends Marriage After his Wife Gave Birth

Boxing sensation Ryan Garcia has recently made headlines, not just for welcoming his son Henry Leo but also for a surprising revelation — he and wife Drea Celina are headed for divorce. The announcement made just hours after celebrating the birth via C-section, left fans bewildered.

A Joyous Celebration Turns Unexpected

In a heartfelt Instagram post, Garcia expressed gratitude for his newborn, stating,  "Praise the Lord. I am so thankful; I love him so much already. He is so fast already haha. Took him just 8 min to arrive. You know where he got that speed from lol. GOD DID! And GOD WILL." View this post on Instagram A post shared by Andrea Célina (@dreacelina) However, the joyous occasion took an unexpected turn when Garcia disclosed his decision to end his four-year marriage to Celina. In a now-deleted post, he shared, "As I step into a new chapter in my life, it's with a heavy heart to share that Drea and I have decided to divorce." The timing of the announcement, right after the birth and a C-section, raised eyebrows. The blogs circulating suggest that the divorce was filed due to "irreconcilable differences," with the official separation occurring on Christmas Day 2023. View this post on Instagram A post shared by Ryan Garcia (@kingryan)

Commitment to Co-Parenting Amidst Divorce

Garcia, known for his impressive 24-1 record, emphasized his commitment to co-parenting, making it clear that their relationship as parents remains a top priority. He expressed gratitude for the years shared with Celina, acknowledging her as an  "incredible partner and an even more extraordinary mother." Drea Celina, while yet to publicly address the divorce, shared cryptic posts on her Instagram story, hinting that there might be more to the story. The blogs also mention Garcia's willingness to financially support their two children based on their "reasonable needs" and open to spousal support for Celina for 17 1/2 months. https://twitter.com/JackMacCFB/status/1743684559818969095

Financial Support and Spousal Assistance

Garcia's career, marked by rapid success in the boxing world since his debut at 17, adds another layer to this unfolding story. The day after announcing his son's birth and the divorce, Garcia found himself at the center of attention as lightweight boxer Devin Haney called him out for a potential title fight. However, Garcia surprised fans by expressing his intent to fight Rolando Romero instead. In the world of celebrity splits, this one stands out for its timing and the unexpected turn of events post-C-section. As fans try to make sense of this whirlwind, the emphasis on co-parenting and the well-being of their children remains at the forefront of Ryan Garcia and Drea Celina's journey into separate chapters of their lives. Read the full article

[selfshippinglover]

no school only GILFS fgjlgfhj

BUT AAA I ADORE BOTH THE MOVIES? LIKE I FEEL THAT THEY ARE BOTH REALLY GOOD AND THE SECOND ONE IS ONLY A FEW FOOTSTEPS BEHIND THE FIRST?? IT’S INCREDIBLE HOW THEY KEPT THE MOMENTUM GOING!! The first one will always just be my favorite by a liiittle bit more though <3333

GOD IDK HOW TO SAY ANYTHING THAT ISN’T OMG THTA WAS HILARIOUS OR HOLYSHIT DDID YOU SEE THAT FIGHTING SCENE?? OR LMAOOO SAME EGGGSYYY XD LIKE IT’S JUST SO GOOD FROM START TO FINISH!!

So I’ll jsut point outa  few of my absolute favorite stuff from each movie and then talk chaarcters dsgkjbgbj

OKAY CAN YOU WATCH THE MOVIE AND NOT MENTION THE CHURCH SCENE? I DON’T FUCKING THINK SO?? NOT ONLY IS THTA SOME OFG THE MOST INCREDIBLE VIOLENT BLOODLUST I’VE EVE WITNESSED BUT HOLY SHIT THE IMPACT THAT SCENE HAS ON EVERYONE? THE WAY EGGSY RECOILS AND MERLIN IS LOOKING AFRAID? AND THE PURE RUN OFF OF ADRENALINE AND BLOODLUST? GOOD LORD THAT SCENE AWAKENED SOMETHING IN ME LIKE FUCK

ALL OF EGGSY TRAINING WS SOS GRETA TO WATCH BUT ESPECIALLY ESCAPING THE FLOODING CELL AND HAVING TO SHIOOT THE DOG MOTHERFUCKER WE’RE ALL EGGSY IN THAT ONE!! YOU KILLED YOUR DOG??? LIKE OUGH THAT ENTIRE PART STAYED WITH ME THE WHOLE MOVIE

HAHA SHOUTOUT TO HARRY’S INTRO SEQUENCE? ANOTHER THING THAT MADE MY CHEST POUND AND KNEES WEK BECUASE DAMN THE SHOTS AND ANGLES AND HIS TONE AND POISE?? I AM SOOO FUCKING WEAK DUUUDE

SamuEL JACKSON WAS SO FUCKING FUNNY TBH xD MOTHERFUCKER IS A BILLIONAIRE EATING FUCKING MGNUGGETS KJDSKBGJ

AND HOU BET WHEN THEY AID HARRY DIED I BALLED AND FELL INTO DESPAIR AND DENIAL SO HARD LIKE NOOO NTO MY FAAAV DDD:

I REALLY CAN’T SAY ANYTHING BAD ABOUT THE FIRST MOVIE IT IS TOP TIEEERRRR

NUMBER TWO STARTS WITH HARRY BEING LIKE “I LIVED BITCH” AND OH MY GOD I CRIED HAPPY TEARS CAUSE I WAS RIGHT AND SOOO RELIEVED ABOUT IT ;W;,, (Eye patch suits him ngl)

AS ALWAYS THE FIGHTING SEQUENCES WERE FUCKING BANGERS BUT AN ESPECIALLY BIG SHOUT TO THE END CONFRONTATION STRAIGHT BANNGGER

EGGSY REDOING THE INTRO SEQUENCE TO BRING THE MOVIE FULL CIRCLE? INCREDIBLE! INSPIRED! LOVE IT!

OH FUCK ME I CRIED SO HARD WHEN MERLIN DIED AND THIKING ABOUT IT LITERALLY STILL MAKES ME TEARY-EYED LIKE OW MY HEART? MERLIN I LOVED YOU AND I WISHED WE GOT MORE OF YOU T-T

IDON’T LIKE JULIANNE AS MUCH AS SAMUEL’S CHARACTER BUT DAMN SHE WAS FUCKING GIRLBOSS, GASLIGHT, GATEKEEPING IT UPPP LIKE A QUUUUUEEEN  >:)))))

ELTON JOHN JUST BEING THERE WAS A WEIRD AT FIRST BUT ENDED UP BEING FUNNY SO IT GETS A PASS FROM ME KGAJGSD

SHOUT OUT TO EVERY KINGSMAN WEAPON EVER THEY ARE PERFECTION <3

UUUGH AND REALLY JUST CAN’T SING ITS PRAISES ENOUGH

I’m sure you can tell that Harry is my favorite but Merlin and Eggsy tie for second <3

They’re all so enjoyable i can’t possibly put any of three lower than that!!

Anyways, who’s ur fav? fav scenes? Are you working on an s/i? 👀

I'd love to hear your thoughts on the movies! Also, uh Harry has my entire heart<333

S A M E LIKE GODDAMN

hes so cool i am totally normal abt him /s

also I LOVE ALL THE MOVIES LIKE SECRET SERVICE GOT THE MOST COOL FIGHTS WITH HARRY BUT GOLDEN CIRCLE DOES HAVE THE GALAHADS WORKIN TOGETHER SO ITS JUST AS GOOD

id rewatch it but c l a s s e s akdnwkfjs

wbu tho? thoughts?

[apocryphism-blog]

why date someone when you can simply have a relationship with god?

[viatagrinner]

Silvio Ricci. Chapter 11 + Letter

Church. Silvio and Gilbert.

Gilbert: Jade has a more complicated family situation than Belle, so I don't blame him.

Silvio: I hope you didn't make up this family situation yourself.

Gilbert: Haha, that's a terrible misunderstanding. I didn't have to make it up, but royalty always have their own messy family affairs, don't they?

Gilbert: I've only been using it for a while.

Gilbert: But you disturbed Grumpy Boy*, didn't you?

*根暗くん - nekura kun. Nekura - dark-natured; introverted; grumpy; gloomy; pessimistic

Silvio: I'm sick of your disgusting actions.

Silvio: If the woman chooses to be an Obsidian spies in order to hide her identity as Belle...

Gilbert: As expected of Grumpy Boy. No, I wonder if the "beast inside Grumpy Boy" has quieted down?

The second time I read Silvio's route. There was a mistranslation.

Gilbert is just talking about how the existence of a secret agreement between Rhodolite and Obsidian would have been a problem for Jade. Perhaps that's why Keith wasn't affectionate with MC.

Basically, Gil makes it clear that he knows everything and that he pushed Keith to do what he did.

Silvio doesn't like Gilbert's actions. Gilbert wants to find out what Silvio thinks of him.

Gilbert: You only have two choices, join hands or be forced to join hands, right?

Silvio: Huh?

Gilbert jumps off the podium and puts his cane to Silvio's throat. There was no chance to resist, it was an instantaneous event.

And then this image appears and I forget what I'm translating... Who is Silvio? Let me read about this guy 🚬🤤

Silvio is trapped.

Gilbert: Depending on what you do, I may have to turn my heart into a beast!

Silvio: Нa, I see.

Silvio realized that the case of Keith and MC and it was "a threat to him".

Gilbert gave it more time to think. But not for long.

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The trail left by Silvio has not disappeared. The heroine is back in the collar.

She drinks tea with Rio. She confesses that she has grown to hate him less, so she decides to entertain the prince. And Rio has to help her do it.

Rio:.... How can I say no to MС when she asks me to do something for her? I am your loyal (dog) butler.

Rio gets jealous...

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Day 1.

Leon and Jin recommended a liquor store.

Silvio liked the wine.

MC was pleased.

Then the prince added that it was possible to open a production facility in his country.

MC became sad.

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Day 2.

Love this scene.

The hill, overlooking the city.

Rio's and MC's favorite spot.

Rio tries to get Silvio drunk on a spicy juice that makes "fatigue and consciousness magically deflate." Clavis' recommendation.

Silvio: 😐😑 You don't want to entertain me at all, do you?

Rio happily drinks the juice.

The result is known. Eyes on his forehead and cries of "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

MC immediately begins to take care of Rio.

Silvio: Woman, give me a drink.

He drank....He liked it.

Rio: ....🤨🙄

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Day 3.

Rose Garden. After all, Rhodolite is associated with roses.

Silvio: Damn, I'm not interested.......

Yves and Licht tell the trio about the secret gazebo.

The girl leads them there.

Rio: MC's smiling face is picture-worthy.

Boy in Love 🤗

Silvio: ......

Rio: Lord Silvio?

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Day 4.

MC cooked fricassee. Silvio didn't want to try it at first.

Tsundere mood: on.

Silvio admitted that it wasn't bad.

But he ate it with pleasure.

MC: Practice saying "good" next time.

Silvio: ....You're cheeky.

MC: Huh... Please stop mussing my hair.

Rio's not happy.

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And Day 5.

Keith comes to apologize.

Keith: You can beat me up all you want!

(This is a different person, not like the last time.)

MC forgives him, but Rio adds that it's only one time.

Letter

I praise you, read on.

Your recent entertainment isn't bad.

The only thing I don't get is the damn dog that comes with you every time.

But even with that, the content is much better.

I especially liked the rose fricassee.

You should definitely make it again.

And give me some more of your homemade food.

YOUR homemade food, of course.

If it's homemade, that means only you can make it.

I want that taste, so don't let anyone else cook it.

... And don't let the fucking dog help you cook.

Call me instead of cooking with him alone.

I'll help you out a little bit.

Silvio Ricci.

Silvio's Masterlist

[lesbiansforboromir]

Could I trouble you for a quick opinion on Prince Imrahil? I am fresh out of a re-read of RotK and for the first time it hit me how quickly Imrahil ingratiates himself with the new regime. Not only by claiming Aragorn to be his lord before Faramir has the opportunity to say his word on the subject, but also by staying silent when Gandalf acts absolutely beastly by dismissing Denethor's all past war efforts. Doesn't gel with the image of 'proud lord' and great man, so highly praised by Legolas.

LISTEN... don't be mean to him- I MEAN OKAY look so

So you, as Imrahil, have just survived through a battle you did not believe you would win. Minas Tirith is in ruins. Many lords are dead and others have lost sons. The gates of the city are rent and you have just discovered that your brother in law, your Steward, died in the most horrific way. You had born the dying body of your nephew all the way up to the top of the city and brought him before his father and it had been his last straw. But you are not out of the woods, there is no time for all of this grief or shock, Sauron still masses for another attack, you could all still perish or be enslaved in Mordor's work pits. And Thorongil has just arrived at the gates of your ruined city after coming at the last moment to save the day.

Now you remember Thorongil, you were twenty or so when he arrived and spent quite a few years in Gondor. He was good at warring whilst he was here. You remember him abandoning you without a word, but here he is and he has an army, at your gates. And in comparison to your weary, grief stricken, horrified forces, there is no contest.

And Thorongil says he is King of Gondor. But he also fought with you and he says he has a plan. Angbor has been won over to his cause already and his appearance at the battle has a lot of the lords who ALSO remember him quick to jump to his side. And that means everyone is still united, they still have a common goal. And eVEN MORE THAN THAT, Aragorn has oh so graciously said that he HAS NO MIND FOR STRIFE OTHER THAN WITH HIS ENEMY, which is so nice of him. And you want to KEEP HIM in that frame of mind. 'That's so wise of you haha'

Okay... I am avoiding the main point actually unfortunately, which is that Imrahil is catholic, and Aragorn is a king that has a right, not legally, but a right to rule as ordained by god. As much as Imrahil loves Denethor, he is still faithful and that faith is devout and unchallenged in him. And Aragorn did everything right for that. Not everything right to look like a good King, but he did everything right to look blessed and divinely given. He was a healer, he did the ghost thing, he took part in saving the city, Imrahil was given all the pointers he needed to trust that Aragorn was the King Gondor was 'supposed' to have.

But even aside from all that, what was he going to do? Start a civil war? Aragorn made it quietly clear that he wasn't going to allow his claim to go unheeded. And they had bigger things to worry about. Imrahil was being a glue, he was holding everyone together, he was doing what Denethor would have wanted him to do. And he rode to battle against Mordor and saved Gondor alongside everyone else. I give him a pass, I give all of them a pass, they can't help being Catholic and they were not in the same position as Denethor was. And anyway, even Denethor I think would have conceded that Aragorn had that divine right, Denethor was catholic too! Even if he was bitter about it.

[euphoricsunflowers]

i mean that’s completely fair! I think I just find the brat taming aspect really compelling BUT I enjoy masochists of all kinds!

haha no but funnily enough i was thinking about astrology because whenever it comes to mingyu I always remembering this one like… svt in bed based off their charts and mingyu had something along the lines of: tell him what you want him to do and he’d do it immediately’ and this still haunts me to this day. but yeah like if u were the horny one even it really doesn’t take that much to get him in the mood

edging mingyu did u mean my dream… I just like picturing how whiny he gets… you know when his voice goes all high pitched and he’s so desperate while you’re just admiring the view with little else but either a bored look or the teeniest hint of a sadistic smile… he’d look at you with such tearful eyes so full of reverence… and hot take but I think he really wants you to call him a good boy. call him a good boy while he’s giving you oral and he’ll just straight up moan into u like source trust me

OK HEAR ME OUT but. I just think that if he was using his mouth to service you and you stop him literally just before you got off to deny him the privilege of making you come it would make him so desperate… and there sure is something about hearing him beg to make /you/ come like it’s your orgasm he’s begging for and not yours …

lmfao I love that it was to the point that on minghaos vlive someone was like ‘can you strip mingyu’ and hao was just like he’d do it himself without any help from me LOL. but yeah these guys are busy! the jun solo made me yell and ngl mingyu ultimate baby girl but there are plenty of contenders in seventeen

you know what! you have a point. someone needs to keep the sub!seventeen thoughts rotating around here

sorry the response took forever but in my defense it was 1 am lol anyway

mingyu’s astrological chart is so iconic, he’s got all this fire energy but a random pisces moon (and my favorite sign has always been pisces lol im a wonho and soojin stan) so he’s definitely very caring and giving like anything u want is yours

oh my god i love how u worded the edging piece oh lord it’s the way u know he’d hate it if you looked bored because he lowkey wants you to be obsessed with him like he is with you 😭 brb crying and he’d definitely want to be called good boy are u kidding me!! don’t even bother citing your sources it’s not worth it for such common knowledge 😌

also no u don’t get it the way he’d plead and beg for you to cum bc again all he can think about is being perfect for you, giving you everything whether or not that means he loses out in the end 😔💔

the issue is mh is RIGHT!! love how the biggest fight for the most babygirl in svt is literally the hhu (minus vernon bc he doesn’t stand a chance lol) wonu because he loves praise even when he’s doing literally nothing (i.e. the cooking video where mingyu kept saying he was doing a great job and all he was doing was stirring lol) and seungcheol bc he just. is. i refuse to elaborate

that’s right and it might as well be u <33

[chanderylix]

"You Wanna Come In?"

M A S T E R L I S T

Author's note:

This is my thought when I woke up this morning. It's kinda suggestive(?) or nearly a smut. I thought that I should share it so you guys (who read this) can also imagine this🤤

Reminder: Sorry for my English lol my grammar sucks cause English is not my first language. Hope you can understand<3. Also this is my very very first smut/suggestive thing that I write so yeah it's basically sucks lol and yes, the title is based on Back Door by SKZ (I'mma stayzen yay)

Pairing : switch!hendery x switch!(f)reader x sub!xiaojun

Genre : smut (Lord pls have mercy on me)

Warning : bad english, threesome, mxm a little bit (only kissing), oral (giving/receiving), nipple play, dirty talk, Xiaojun's first time, slightly mommy kink, cum eating, kinda rough, basically pure filth, I think that's it (?)

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What if your boyfriend's best friend interrupted your hot session with your boyfriend at the hotel room? Why don't you just let him in and enjoy it together?

You, you're boyfriend:Hendery, and your boyfriend's best friend that become yours too: Xiaojun were in a 5 star hotel room in Seoul. Actually you guys planned for a staycation for 2 days. You want to spend your weekend with your boyfriend, Hendery. However, Xiaojun also want to kinda ruin your date with Hendery so you decided to ask him but sleep in the separate room. Your plan for tomorrow is just swimming in the hotel and have a fine dining.

Hendery chose the right room: executive suite room with 1 king size bed, an opened bathroom where you could see someone's taking a bath with a bathup in the center, mini bar, kitchen, living room, basically like an apartment with a nice view to the city. The most expensive room in that 5 star hotel.

Your hotel room is the only room at 25th floor so no need to be worry. Meanwhile Xiaojun sleep at the 24th floor. You and Hendery had waited for this moment. With no interruption, no one could see, you could do as much as you want, screaming and moaning as loud as you can while having sex without afraid that anyone could hear it. It's just the two of you. You can imagine, having sex with your boyfriend on the couch, on the kitchen pantry, or on the king size bed freely with no one can see. You already put your things in the bedroom with a smily face. Hendery too. Suddenly, he pinned you against the wall.

"I'm waiting for this moment, baby" he said near to your neck and his hot breath tickles. Kissing down to your neck, sucking and leaving spot that you're sure will stay there for the next week. He keeps kissing, sucking, licking your neck and up to your earlobe. "Should I fuck you on the couch hm, baby? No one can see us. I'm getting bored fucking you on the bed" he said. You just nod and he started to kiss your lips. Basically a french kiss. Tongue fighting against each other finding for dominance. Hendery is really good at it so you let his tongue dominate yours.

You know this will happen so you already wearing your lingerie that he gave you at your birthday. A pink lacy lingerie which shows a bit of your nipple. You know his favorite color is pink. He removed your shirt and start kneading on your covered breast, playing with your perked nipples with his thumb and index finger. His lips still kissed you and he carried you onto the couch with lips still connected to each other. He removed his shirt showing the abs that he had been working recently. You smiled. It's been a long time since you guys had sex. cause he's really busy as an idol, while you're busy on you work too.

He noticed your smile and smirked. "Only for you, baby". You nodded. "Only for me" you said, tracing your hands up and down his abs. He removed your lacy bra, revealing your soft breast. He started licking your left nipple like a cat while his right hand playing with the other. He sucked your nipple with no mercy, he pretends that your nipple is your mouth, making out with it. He did the same with the other one. "F-feels so fucking good. I love your mouth, baby. Playing with my nipples. You like it, huh?" you moaned while your hand grabbed his hair in a fistful making him groan and giving the vibration.

His mouth going down to kiss your inner thighs near your entrance. Slapping your thigh, he asked while playing with the waistband of your underware "Can I take this off? Want to play with your beautiful pussy". You nodded and he removed your lacy panties. "So fucking wet. I make you this wet, huh?" he slapped your pussy making you jolted. "This wet pussy is mine" he said proudly. Hendery wanted to kiss your clit but suddenly the bell rang, making both of you groan.

"Room service?" you asked and Hendery shook his head. "Nope, I bet it's Xiaojun. As always, he ruin the moment. Wait" he went to open the door. Xiaojun stood in front of the door and rubbed his stomach. "Dude I'm hungry. Wanna go dinner? And where's your shirt?" Xiaojun asked but he nodded a few seconds later. "Ahhh, sorry to ruin your moment again. I'll go by myself" Xiaojun said while he wanted to leave but Hendery held his hand to stopped him. "You're not disturbing us. You wanna come in?" Hendery asked. Xiaojun raised his eyebrow. "Wait, are you like.. Having sex with Y/n right now? Dude I don't want to disturb you freakin nuts" Xiaojun said and wanted to leave again but Hendery stopped him again. "Hmm, that's okay if you want to.. Maybe.. Join us? Do something crazy together? You know, threesome Haha" Hendery asked and scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. Xiaojun shook a bit and start thinking. He smiled and said "If it's okay for you two. I'm getting tired pleasuring myself and wanna try somthing new". Hendery let Xiaojun in.

Xiaojun stopped in front of your naked body on the couch while you panicked and tried to cover your body. "WHAT THE HELL??! XIAOJUN WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE??!" you shouting but didn't find a thing to cover your body so you just let Xiaojun saw your naked body with mouth wide opened. "I asked him to come in" Hendery said with a smirk on his face. He came to you and rub your cheeks. "Why don't we try something new, Y/n? I know that you've been fantasizing this before. Getting 2 cocks to fuck your pussy?" he said while looking at Xiaojun who was kinda terrified right now. Hendery was really different here. He's a cheerful guy outside, but when it comes to sex, he's freaking wild. It's like seeing a different person which made Xiaojun shock. You looked at Hendery with the 'how did you know' sight. "How about you? Do you want to?" you asked Xiaojun and he nodded vigorously. "I-I mean.. There's nothing wrong since your boyfriend agree with it. I also want to.. You know.. Pleasuring myself with real pussy? " Xiaojun said. You nodded your head slowly. "Well.. If both of you agree, okay then" you answered while Hendery and Xiaojun looked at each other with a smirk on their face. "But, with one condition" then they looked at you, curious about your next words. "I want to be the dom. You have to listen to me and do whatever I tell you. If you don't, you'll get a punishment. Do you understand?" you asked them. At first, they actually kinda didn't agree but since Xiaojun didn't have experience and Hendery wanted to try something new so both of them agreed.

You started to kiss your boyfriend. He kissed you back while grabbing and squeezing your ass, slapping it playfully. Xiaojun started to undress himself, only his boxer left. You rubbed your boyfriend's clothed boner, he's already that hard. Hendery groaned, biting your lips to giving his tongue the access to your mouth. You gave the 'come here' gesture to Xiaojun with you still kissed your boyfriend. He hesitated at first. You released the kiss. "Come here, don't be shy" you said. Xiaojun approached you two. You kissed Xiaojun until it turns into a heated makeout session. Your grabbed his hair to deepen the kiss. Hendery stood behind you, kissing and sucking the back of your neck, down to your shoulder while kneading your breast from behind. You released the kiss, finding air to breath. "You're such a good kisser" you praised Xiaojun and he's getting shy. "Better than me?" Hendery asked suddenly, stopping his act. You smirked, getting new idea. "Why don't you try it by yourself?" you asked him innocently. "I want to see you two kiss each other" you told them. At first, they looked disgust and hesitated to do it. "You're not obeying my words? Do you want punishment, hm babyboys?" you raised your eyebrow to look intimidating. Hendery shook his head. "No, mommy. I'll kiss him" he said. You actually kinda shocked cause it's the first time he called you that name. Hendery started to kiss Xiaojun. It was really awkward at first and turned into a messy kiss. But finally they found the rythm and going into a hot make out session. You sat on the couch, seeing your boyfriend make out with his best friend satisfied you a lot with a smirk on your face. Hendery's hand started to rub Xiaojun's clothed cock, with a moan came from his mouth. "A-ah.." he moaned into the kiss. Things getting really heated then you decided to touch yourself and playing with your clit a little bit to stimulate it.

After they released the kiss, you told them to undress themselves. Both of them were fully naked now. "Lay on the bed" you said and both of them were laying on the king size bed. "Hendery, can you eat me out? Xiaojun, I'm gonna suck your dick. Am I making myself clear?" you asked. "B-but I want you to suck my dick" Hendery protested. You smiled. "I can't even count how much I suck your dick. It's Xiaojun's first time though" you answered. Xiaojun got shy. "Ah.. Thanks Y/n" he said.

Hendery laid while you sit on his face. Xiaojun stood up beside the bed. Hendery started to playing with your clit with his tongue. "I-it's so fucking good, oh God" you moaned while looking at Xiaojun. You pumped his cock with your hand, precum leaking from the tip. Xiaojun groaned. "Do you like it -ah baby?" you asked and he nodded vigorously. "I like it. It feels so good" he moaned. You pumped it really slowly to stress him out. "I need your mouth, mommy. Fuck! I fucking need your mouth" Xiaojun said while throwing his head back. Oh, this guy also had mommy kink. You slapped his ass. He screamed. "That's not what I want, baby. Use your word" you said, still rubbing his cock slowly. "Mommy, I-I need your mouth, please? I want to feel your warm mouth. Pretty please?". You smiled and started to suck his cock, bobbing your head until his cock touch the back of your throat. You suck him at the same pace as Hendery's mouth at your clit. You moaned, causing the vibration to Xiaojun. "So f-fucking good. Holy shit!" Xiaojun moaned so hard. Hendery groaned. You moved your head faster. You felt him twitching in your mouth which means he's close. "I'm close. Shit! So fucking good. Please, don't stop" Xiaojun grabbing your hair, started to facefucking you but you decided to stop. "Do not touching!" you said and he groaned. "I won't let you cum if you do it again" you continued. "Y-yes. I'm sorry" he said. You slapped his cock a little making him hissed at the feeling. While Hendery's tongue playing your bundle of nerves faster then before. You curled your toes as he found the spot. "A-ah Yes! Right there! Don't stop" you grabbed Hendery's hair making him groan. He's tonguefucking you right now. You had cum few minutes ago if Xiaojun didn't come. But it's okay cause you had two beautiful men pleasuring you right now. Hendery kept abusing your sensitive spot. "I'm close! Wanna cum on your pretty face. Can I, prince?" you asked. He answered with a long whiny moan and finally you have your orgasm. Hendery's face was wet because of your juices. He laughed.

"You wanna try real pussy, huh? Why don't you fuck me? I wanna feel your cock wrap in my tight cunt. Can Xiaojun fuck me, prince?" you asked Xiaojun and Hendery's agreement. "Xiaojun, you really ruin the moment. I can't even feel my girlfriend's tight cunt first" Hendery said and you know he's jealous. You smiled. "Relax, prince. You're gonna receive a reward from me later" you rubbed his soft cheek. Hendery nodded. You were in position with knees and hands on the king size bed. Xiaojun positioning himself and entered you slowly. Both of you moaned while Hendery sat on the couch inside your bedroom, jerking himself off slowly cause he didn't want to cum yet. "You're so fucking big" you moaned and Xiaojun start off slowly, wanna make sure his cock fully inside you. "So tight. Is you're girlfriend suppose to be this tight?" Xiaojun asked Hendery with a smirk while the other just shook his head. "She's always tight for me. That pussy is mine by the way" he answered, still rubbing his own cock. Xiaojun started to go faster, jerking himself inside your cunt. "Shit! This is why you like to fuck her, yeah? So good!" Xiaojun teased Hendery again. Hendery got jealous and approaching you two. He stood in front of you, putting his dick inside your mouth and start facefucking you. You moaned and start to bobbing your head. You already forgot that he's breaking the rules but you want to pleasuring yourself. Being fucked by a dick in your cunt and mouth stuffed with a dick is the first time for you. Saliva and Hendery's precum mixture started to running down your chin, neck, and breast. While your juice and Xiaojun's precum leaking down from your cunt. "I-I wanna.. I wanna cum!! Can I cum inside you, mommy? Want to fill you so fucking bad" Xiaojun said while still pounding into you. Hendery sent a death glare to him. "What the fuck? She's my-" you cut him "Yes, baby. Cum inside me. Wanna feel your warm cum inside my pussy. I'm on pills" you said. Hendery rolled his eyes. Few thrusts later, Xiaojun finally released his cum. "I'm cumming! Mommy, I'm cumming. A-ahhh" he let out his dick. His cum leaking from your pussy, and he decided to eat you out. "Oh my God!! Xiaojun! S-so good! Fuckkk!" you moaned, your hands jerking Hendery off. "I'm close! C'mon baby. Eat that pussy. Yes like that! Yes!!" you screamed. Xiaojun kept his tongue exploring your cunt, sucking his own cum. Hendery shocked that a virgin boy could actually pleasured his girlfriend. "I'm cuming!!!" your whole body shaking and falling on the bed, basically Xiaojun made your body weak. You released your hand from Hendery's dick, edging him. He groaned.

"It's not fair! I haven't cum yet" he protested. You laughed. "Xiaojun, sit on the couch. You're good for a virgin. But you have to learn more on how to fuck from me" he continued, flip your body so you back lay on the bed. He inserted his cock into your pussy fully in without any warning making you jolt. "Fuck! I'm still sensitive!" you groaned and he smirked. "I don't fucking care" he let out his dick and fully fuck you again. He repeated many times before he started to pounding you with fast pace. You put your right leg on his shoulder, so he could go deeper. "Hnghh, deeper! I love you, I love your cock!" you moaned and he pounded you faster. "You love my cock that much, huh? Better than Xiaojun?" he asked, kneading your breast. You nodded. He then rubbed your clit to give more stimulation. You grabbed his hair roughly as he started kissing your neck. Xiaojun wanted to try something more. So he approching you two and sit on the bed. He started to suck your nipple while Hendery kept pounding inside and out of you. Xiaojun gave you more pleasure and you moaned. "Mmmm so good! Being my pussy fucked and nipple sucked" you grabbed Hendery's hair who now hiding in the crook of your neck sending hot air while your left hand grabbed Xiaojun's hair. Hendery's right hand jerking Xiaojun's dick making him moan. Xiaojun left your nipple from his mouth, instead he's using his fingers to play with your left nipple, Hendery's fingers playing with your right one, while his other hand still pumping Xiaojun. For the reward, Xiaojun kissed Hendery and their tongue fighting against each other. Xiaojun's left hand grabbed Hendery's hair to deepen the kiss. You were really satisfied for the view in front lf you. Xiaojun moaned into the kiss because the pressure that he got from his dick. Xiaojun's hand moved from your nipple to your clit. He rubbed it so fast, as fast as Hendery's pace in fucking you. "Shit! I'm close! Don't stop please, hngg yes! I love the way your cock fucking my pussy. I love you I love you! Xiaojun you're hand's so good playing with my clit. You like it, huh?" you moaned in pleasure. Both of them nodded. Hendery's hand moved faster in rubbing Xiaojun's dick making him moan too." I'm close too, baby. Let's cum together" Hendery asked. Xiaojun couldn't say anything, only throwing back his head. After few more thrust, three of you cum together. Loud moans from you three started to filled the bedroom. "Shit, I'm cumming, baby!" Hendery shouted. Xiaojun let a loud whine "A-ahhhh oh my God, hmmm" Xiaojun whined. Hendery cum inside of you, while Xiaojun's cum on your face, putting it inside your mouth. You swallowed his seed and open your mouth again and let out your tongue to show that you already swallow his cum.

Three of you laid on the bed, fully tired. "Fuck, that was hot" you said. Three of you laughed, actually didn't believe what just happen. "We should try it again sometimes. You have three holes right? We only use two" Xiaojun said. "No! I want to have sex with her, just the two of us. No more threesome. This is the last" Hendery protested. "You're the one who asked for a threesome, dumbass" Xiaojun answered, making you laugh. "Hahaha, maybe we should try next time? I haven't tried anal before" you said making your boyfriend's eyes glared to yours. "Anyways, you're still hungry right? Why don't you go to mcdonalds?" Hendery asked Xiaojun. "Because I still want to continue our time. I only cum once" He continued. Xiaojun laughed. "Okay, okay. Let me wear my clothes first. What do you guys want?" he asked. "2 big macs. And also, can you leave us longer? I mean, I want to fuck her until she passed out" Hendery answered while looking at you. You rolled your eyes. "Ugh, fine. I'll go. Thanks Y/n. Can wait to fuck your ass" Xiaojun said leaving both of you.

"So, why don't we continue our session just the two of us?" Hendery asked you, rubbing his own cock that get's hard again. "But now, you have to obeying my word. Do you understand, princess?" he reached your hair, grabbing it roughly. You gulped.

Here we go, guess you couldn't walk and doing your plans tomorrow.

[travellingarmy]

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Liyue is a prosperous city that attracts many and all sorts of people from business-related work to thieves who wish to earn extra cash. Everyone goes to Liyue with something on their mind that they hope to find in the city. There's even you- a normal person and a vision user- who came to Liyue all the way from Qingce village to look for a job. Everyone in Liyue all came with different reasons, but was all tied to Liyue.

Originally, your goal was to make enough money for a lifetime and then return to the mountains and help the elderly care for the fields and other needed work. That's just how your character was, but then an unforeseen event occurred and now you were in Liyue for a person.

"(Y/N), can you go pick up a batch of qingxin flower near Qingyun Peak? I'd ask Qiqi, but I sent her already to look for another herb." Baizhu enters the back room where you were sorting out the herbs in alphabetical order. "Sure, Dr. Baizhu. I'll do it right after I'm done these," you said.

"Thank you, (Y/N). Sorry for troubling you. I would go if I was fit for such exhausting travels, but you know how weak my body is," he said and you nod in understanding. He was the great doctor, but can't even heal his own illness. You didn't care about that as it wasn't your business and depart for the pharmacy when you were done at the back.

Looking at the sky above you and the position of the sun, you could tell that you will return late at night even when you run. You left from the sight of the city with only a satchel for the flowers. It was dangerous, yes, but you can fully protect yourself just as Qiqi can with her petite stature.

You were exhausted even before seeing a qingxin flower, but you did not stop. If you did, you'd have to camp the night out in the wilderness and that was something you were never fond of. Right now, you could tell that it was somewhere 3-4 in the afternoon- soon to be evening- and you departed from Liyue around 10 in the morning. "Please, Geo Lord, let me find these flowers soon," you say a quick prayer before stepping foot in the mountain area.

As if Rex Lapis had heard your little prayer, you found enough to satisfy Baizhu for two weeks at least, but the time it took was too long and by the time you decided it was enough, it was seven at night. You cried when you thought about how long it took just to reach the outer edge of Jeuyun Karst. "No! I am not camping out here!" you say out loud and determinedly made your way down the mountains- a bit slower when descending- and use what little energy you had with your determination to push dismiss your aching feet.

However, it seems that Rex Lapis didn't allow your travel back to be safe as you were soon facing a Lawachurl. "For the love of..!" Your sword appeared on your right hand and made sure that the satchel was sealed shut before engaging to fight the beast.

The beast, although bigger and most likely stronger than you, had a slower reaction time and decided to use that as an advantage so you dodge its fists and jump when he smashes the ground, but then, a sudden jolt of pain shot through your whole body when a stone came at you. You dodged it by a hair's length but collapsed soon afterwards. "My damn feet..!" Your body- especially your legs- was exhausted from the nonstop walk which made your reflexes a bit slower.

The lawachurl made it's slow approach towards you with its towering stature. You thought of a quick escape, but you just needed your body to co-operate with you. "Come on. Move!" You were pushing your exhausted legs past its limits, but knew it was your end when it raised its two arms that was to crush your smaller frame.

Your body suddenly jolts with energy and you found yourself suspended in air. You took this chance and use your vision to enhance your sword and bash the lawachurl's head open. It cried out as you jump away from it and watch as it disintegrated like any other wretched beast. You were left panting and scratched up, but you were happy that none of the flowers had fallen out.

"Ho~ What's a beauty doing out here so late at night?" A voice suddenly made its way to your ears and turned to your right, your sword blocking your body. The owner of the voice suddenly appeared before you and clashed his make-shift weapon with yours in an instant. "Oh? You've got quick reflexes even when you're exhausted. I should praise you for that."

"What are you doing?" you say through gritted teeth and push your sword. Then to your relief, the person jumps back a couple metres away, their weapon disappearing, and you sighed as you collapsed on the ground, your sword disappearing. "Haha, sorry to scare you. I was passing by and saw that a beauty was in a pickle," they said. "I was deciding whether or not if I should help you out, but you already took care of it." They shrug and puts their hands on their waist and grins at you.

You look at the person before you with a cautious gaze. They were male with ginger hair, blue eyes, and foreign clothing, and by the looks of it, he was somewhere near your age. "So, you're saying that you saw me, but didn't bother on helping me right away?"

The male looks at you and shrugs again. "I was going to help you since you're cute, but like I said- you already took care of it."

"And if I wasn't cute, you'd just leave me here to die!?" You were exhausted, but still manage to pull the look of disbelief. You waited for a reply, but instead, got a change of topic. "Anyway, what are you doing here so far from safety?" he asks and made his way towards you, his weapon out of sight as to not make you alert.

"None of your business," was all you could say in your exhausted state. "Ouch, no need to be so cold," the male says, though not even trying to mask hurt. You were tired of talking to the irritatingly brunette and wanted to return to the pharmacy. Slowly, you pushed yourself off the ground and took a step slowly. But, your body failed in fulfilling that and you fell forward and into the arms of the man, his hands holding your arms out of reflex. "Oh, don't tell me you've fallen for me now--" He stopped his teasing when he noticed that you were out cold. "Ah, what am I going to do?"

-

When you awoke, you found yourself facing a ceiling and feel the the comfort of a soft pillow and mattress and a warm blanket covering your body. You slowly sat up, hissing at the soreness and pain that washed over your body with a now conscious mind. The first thing you notice when looking at your hands and arms was that they were bandaged up and even feel a bandage on your left cheek.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty. It's about time you woke up," an irritating voice comes and greet you and chuckles. You recalled the fight with the lawachurl and the brunette who suddenly jumped out of nowhere and pick a fight with you. You turn your head to the right and see the same brunette at a small table, sipping his drink. The sun shone from behind him which made him look as if he was glowing. Now that it was daytime, you can properly see his face and was almost taken aback by how charming he looked.

He could see how your irises expanded at the sight of him which made him smirk. "Oh? You suddenly interested in me now?" he teasingly say and you suddenly broke out from the trance you were in just now. "Don't joke around with me," you said, remembering to what you has awoke to. "Anyway, where did you bring me?"

"Straight to the question with such a demanding tone. That's quite new to me," the brunette says. "Anyway, you can call me Childe, but I rather you call me babe." He chuckles which really upset you and you didn't mask to hide your frown. "I don't care who you are. I want to know where I am."

He looks at you and sighs. "Man, you're going to be a difficult one, aren't you? We are at Wangshu Inn," he finally answers. "I don't know where you live so I brought you here and bandaged you up. On that note, you should thank me."

You looked at your hands and then at the brunette who rested his cheek on the back of his hands and a leg crossing over the other, grinning cheekily at you. "Thank you." You got up, your body still aching from the fight. You see that you were still fully clothed and you mentally sighed out of relief before snatching your satchel on the nightstand beside the bed and leaving the room and soon the inn.

"(Y/N), I was worried when you didn't return last night and was about to send Qiqi to help you," Baizhu greets you at the pharmacy. "Qiqi was worried," Qiqi greets as well, wrapping her arms around your legs as a mean for a hug.

"Sorry, Doctor Baizhu. I had ran into some trouble and was tired to walk back last night," you said. "Oh, and I gathered a lot of qingxin flower for you." You took off the satchel off your shoulders and handed it to the doctor. "Hope these are enough."

"I'm sure it is. Thank you, (Y/N)," he said and puts the satchel full of qingxin flowers on the counter. "Alright, why don't you go ahead and rest for two days to heal your wounds? He looks over at your bandaged arms and face. You were grateful and thanked him before leaving the pharmacy.

-

The second day, your body wasn't hurting as much, but your wounds were still wrapped up in bandages which you changed when you got home. You found yourself lacking of food so you were out early in the morning on grocery shopping. "Ham.. Eggs.. Milk.." you read your list loud enough just for you to hear. But, since your eyes were glued onto the thin sheet of paper, you didn't notice a person suddenly appear before you and block your way before bumping into their chest.

"Ah, my apologies. I wasn't looking ahead," you say and rub your nose. "Hoh~ Well, what do you know? I thought you looked familiar and I was correct. Seems like we meet again." The all too familiar voice spoke above you, making you freeze up on the spot.

Slowly, you raise your head and see none other than the male from two days ago. "Is it just me or are we possibly fated to be together? Do you remember my name?" he asks, a grin forms on his charming face. "I'm afraid I don't," you said half-heartedly and excused yourself before brushing shoulders with him as you walk away. But, he grabs your elbow and stops you from walking any further. You look over your shoulders and give him the 'what gives' kind of look. "Well, since you forgot, I'll remind you again; my name is Childe," he says and leans close to your face. His eyes were a deep blue even under the light and felt as if you were drowning under water, where the water was an alluring colour of a pretty, deep blue. You were mesmerized, but notice that there was more to what the little pond you had found in his ocean eyes which made you much alert. Childe notice the fiery flames in your eyes suddenly on guard and he chuckles before straightening up.

"So, what's your name?" he asks. "I'm sorry, but I don't believe we're on the comfortable terms to know each other's names, sir," you stated. Your words are constructed to be polite, but your tone says otherwise. "Aw, you're going to play it the hard way with your saviour?" He forces a pout that was definitely not going to make you feel guilty so you stood there just staring at the brunette. He laughs and puts a hand on his hip. "Very well, I will do whatever I can to make you tell me your name."

You were about to turn your head and walk away, when a voice rang out across the streets. "Master Childe~" A high-pitched, flirtatious voice calls his name, drawing you both behind him. By the way they dressed, you could immediately tell that the female before you two was one of the many scums that could be found in large cities and that being said, you know exactly what kind of person the man whom called himself Childe is like.

"Master Childe, I've found you~ Did you know how sad I was when you didn't show up for two days?" The female clung onto the male's arm, completely dismissing your presence. Now that he was distracted, you took this chance to slip away from him and do your grocery shopping.

However, just because you slipped away today, didn't mean you slipped away forever or that you can do it the next time, and with that in mind, Childe was seen hanging around you- well, more like pestering you. But, with time, you soon came to accept the fact that the man wouldn't stop any time soon and told him your name and exchange words with him.

Of course, you had your doubts and had your guard up around him, seeing as he had a scum following him around almost daily, but you soon realize that you could see past the one part of him that didn't make up even one percent of him.

In months, you felt something in your chest that you know was wrong, but you couldn't help it as it dealt with him.

"Hey, (Y/N), wanna go on a little date for dinner?" Childe asks, approaching you out on the streets. When he said 'date' you know that it wasn't an actual date; it was a thing he said meaning to buy you lunch or dinner as a friend.

"You'll have to wait for an hour for me to get off work," you said, making your way up the steps of the pharmacy. "That's not long at all, apropos to getting your name, that is. I can wait," he said and gives you one of his dorky grin. You shooed him away and he did just that, off to reserve a seat for the two of you.

The hour felt long and made you impatient that it even shows. Baizhu looks over at you and smirks, knowing the reason had to be related to the young man he had been seeing occupying most of your time and mind. "(Y/N), since your shift is close to an end, why don't I let you go now? It makes no difference and Qiqi is here to help out if needed," Baizhu said, seeing as you face light up. "Really? Thank you so much Doctor!" you cheer, not even hiding the fact that you were indeed impatient to see Childe. You made haste around the counter and leave the pharmacy.

"Where is (Y/N)?" Qiqi asks, coming out from the back of the building, holding some sort of plant. "She just left, Qiqi," Baizhu answers and see that Qiqi became sad and pouted. "Qiqi was going to ask her if she'd search for the cocogoat with Qiqi.." Baizhu chuckles and put a hand on top of the little girl's head. "Sorry, Qiqi, but she's on a date."

"A date? What do you mean?" With that, Baizhu was now occupied trying to explain to the best he could as to what a date meant in the said case.

Just a few metres in front of you, you see Childe's back towards you as he chatted with a Liyue local. You were about to call out his name when a girl suddenly steps into view, blocking you from getting close to Childe. "So, you're the one hanging around Master Childe, huh?" was the first thing she said and looks at you up and down in disgust. "I don't get it. I mean, you don't even got the parts to be Master Childe's best."

Oh dear.. You know the girl all too well as she was the one you saw running to Childe and throwing herself at him. Childe has many more of the scums around him, but this one was around him the most. You bet that she brawled with the other scums because she wants Childe all to herself- well, his money.

"Hey, look, I'm going to be really nice here and tell you politely to leave Master Childe alone. He doesn't have time to loiter around someone who's body is of no use," she says and gives you a wicked grin, putting a hand on her hip to show dominance. You were unfazed and gave her a blank expression. "I'm sorry, but who are you to decide who I can and can not hang out with?" you ask.

"Hah, don't get on my bad list, girlie. Just so you know Master Childe slept with me the most," she states proudly. The words did hurt you, but it didn't make you cave into a cowardice. You kind of guessed he has slept with many women, considering how he had scums all over him. "Okay, I get that you're a scum, but you haven't answered my question."

You could see that the girl was already breaking and you couldn't help but snicker at how easy she was. "Listen here, I bet you haven't even gotten a taste of what Master Childe can do, considering how small your breast is," she laughs, looking at your average ones. "And I bet once he's gotten a taste of you, he'd be done and leave you."

You honestly didn't know where this conversation was going, but you stayed calm and hear her. "Oh? Then, tell me how I should please him to make him stay with me for- let's say.. Forever?" You cross your arms, still not letting her get to you.

"Psh, you think he'd stay with you even if I tell you?" She was hysterical, her face twisting to make her look like a witch. "Look, I'm sorry, but I really don't have time to talk to you. Have a good day," you said. You were about to brush shoulders with her when she grabbed hold of your arm and weakily throws you back. "Hey, you're not going anywhere until I know you're not going to hang around him."

"Sorry, but I can't comply to your wishes as it was your 'Master Childe' that came onto me," you state, grinning with your own wicked grin.

The girl snaps and lunges herself at you, but before she could even lay her long nails at you, you pulled out your sword and point it at her throat, just mere millimetres to lunging it in. Your face was still cool as ice, but the girl's mocking face turned to horror. "Listen, scum, I don't have time for idle chit chat as I have a date with your Master Childe," you said and lean to her ears so that only she could hear what you had to say next. "I don't care who you are, what you are to him, and I know that you can't even touch me so you best behave before my patience runs out and I plunge this sword at your pretty face. I'm being nice here and have pretty high patience so you best run along now."

The girl nodded frantically and runs past you. You turn around and watch as the girl disappears from sight. "Maybe you should call me Master," a voice whispers, feeling their breath tickling your ears. You turn around and was faced with the grinning ginger. "That is not going to happen."

"Maybe some day." He shrugs, which you immediately said no to. "Haha, but you said this was a date so that's a step close, no?" Your face flushed, forgetting that he was close by and had heard what you said to the girl. "Gah, I was just trying to let that girl feel mad," you said.

"Oh? You sure you don't want to call this a date?" he asks, giving you that glimmering eye look. "You can call it whatever as long as I get a free meal," you say and brush past him.

"Well, I know another way for you to get a free meal, but I wouldn't call it a date," he snickers and your lightly dusted face heated up quickly, knowing what he meant. "Shut up!"

"What? I was saying that we can always hunt," he lies, acting innocent to frame your impurity. "If you're not going to take me on that 'date', then I'm going back to the pharmacy," you said. He chuckles and fall in step with you, leading you the an expensive restaurant.

After the meal, you two were walking along the docks in silence, the ocean in the background was shimmering and wondered if it was a million noctilicious jade instead of pure water.

"So, what did you talk about with that girl from earlier?" Childe suddenly asks in a light tone. Your mind suddenly thought back to the event that had occurred with the girl and what she said about Childe sleeping with her. You wanted to ask, but you felt as if it wasn't right since it was his life and you didn't even know how to approach such question. "I'm sure you already know," you said.

"No, I don't so do enlighten me, since it was about me," he says. Then, you thought that it was the perfect time to add what you wanted to ask and took the chance. "Eh, nothing much. She kept on bragging how you slept with her multiple times though," you managed to slip in and shrug, playing it cool.

"Woah, woah, woah! She said that!?" Childe stops on his tracks and you turn to look at him. "That girl.. I swear that I haven't slept with her, or anyone for that matter!" Childe says, seeing his eyes look almost quite desperate to reassure you.

Your heart felt lighter, but decided to go on with the teasing. "Oh, really?" He nods almost instantly and you had to conceal your laughter. "Well, she said how you good you tasted and how well you did in bed to the point that I believed in it," you said, covering your mouth with a hand to hide your devilish smirk.

"You don't believe me?" he asks. "Nope," you said, not giving in to his saddened eyes. Then, almost in an instant, Childe walks closer to you and grabs your shoulders harshly. "Hey, what are you--" Your lips were sealed with his own. His lips was soft which caused a spark to jolt within you and making your legs almost became like jelly, giving in to the kiss.

Your hands were on his chest as he wraps an arm around your waist and the other on the back of your head. His tongue easily slipped past your lips and was now in a battle with yours, but that battle had ended sooner than you wished for when he pulls back and found the both of you panting. "I swear to you, (Y/N), that I didn't sleep with her," he says in a low voice.

To his surprise, you laughed. "I was just teasing around with you. Of course, I believe you," you said and smiled. The brunette stare at you in disbelief and when your laughter died down, you were kind of worried if you made a mistake in doing that. Then, he brings his lips back to yours with much more tenderness and you wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him closer to you.

He pulls away again to your disappointment. "You are the only one I'd ever sleep with," he says, his wrap around your waist becoming tighter. "Then you better ditch those other girls or you're sleeping with no one," you joked before bringing him for another kiss, this time being longer.

---

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Reiji [VAMPIRE ENDING]

Monologue

Reiji-san draws his sabre.

The inescapable dark fate,

is now set into motionーー

*Cling*

Reiji: ーー Father, be prepared.

Karlheinz: Hmph...You too, have grown a lot.

*Cling*

Karlheinz: Well then, this is the beginning of the end.

You should use that sword to question.

Both mine, as well as your own feelings.

And, try to surpass me. My son, Reiji.

Reiji: ...

Yui: ( Reiji-san...! )

ー Yui closes her eyes

*Cling*

*CLASH*

*STAB*

Yui: ...

( ...Everything went silent? How did it end...? )

ー She opens her eyes again

Karlheinz: ...Ugh...

Yui: ...!!

( Reiji-san’s sabre has pierced through Karlheinz’s chest... )

Reiji: Haah...Haah...

Karlheinz: ...Excellent...job...Outstanding, Reiji...

...Uu.

ー Karlheinz collapses

*Thud*

Yui: Karlheinz-san...!!

Reiji: ...Father...!!

*Cling*

ー Reiji rushes to his side

Reiji: Hang in there, Father...!!

Karlheinz: Uu...

Yui: ( The left side of his chest has been pierced... )

( He may be a Vampire, but when stabbed through the heart this badly, there’s just no way he’d... )

Reiji: ...Why did you hold back!?

You are the mighty King of Vampires, Karlheinz. There is no way you would lose to your mere son...

Karlheinz: I did not hold back...You simply surpassed me in strength, that’s all...

Reiji: No way...

Karlheinz: Heh...Why are you making that face...?

You finally...defeated me...You should look a little happier...

I’m pleased, you see...?

Because not only was I taken down by none other than my own blood, I get to spend my final moments in the arms of my son like this...

Reiji: Father...

Karlheinz: Like this, I can finally put an end to it...This long...everlasting life, can finally draw to a close...

Right now, I can only feel joy...

Thank you, Reiji...You are the one, true Adam.

...Guh...

Reiji: Father...!

...What have I done...?

...Uu.

Yui: ( ...I never thought I’d see Reiji-san, who is always so composed, cry out his eyes like this... )

( Death may be something considered a blessing amongst Vampires. )

( But even so, the pain and grieve felt from losing a loved one, is no different between Vampires and humans. )

( If not, he would not be crying right now. )

Karlheinz: ...Why do you cry? This was your wish, no?

Reiji: I...

I loved you. You were the only person in this world I truly respected.

Therefore, I wanted you to turn my way. To acknowledge me. To love me.

I wanted you to look at me...even more than at Shuu...!

Yui: Reiji-san...

Karlheinz: ...No need to tell me, I already know.

Reiji: Father...

Karlheinz: Did you realize? Why I gave you that pocket watchーー

Why I gifted you the pocket watch of demise...?

Reiji: Was it...to praise me for my mental strength?

Karlheinz: Exactly. And that was my wish as well...

Reiji: Your wish...?

Karlheinz: I wanted you to be strong.

While you may not be the eldest son, you understand me better than anyone, always trying to follow in my footsteps.

And now, you have surpassed me...

Therefore...You must stay strong. In the past, and in the future as well...

...

Reiji: What is...!?

Yui: ( Karlheinz-san’s body is fading away...? )

Karlheinz: ...Show me your hand, Reiji.

Reiji: Eh...?

*Woosh*

Reiji: ...! This is...

Yui: What’s wrong?

Reiji: Something is...flowing inside of me...Wave after wave...

Ugh...Guh...Aaah...!!

Yui: Reiji-san...!?

Reiji: Haah...Haah...

Father...What on earth did you...?

Karlheinz: I entrusted you with my powers. Use that to bring an end to the demon species.

Reiji: To the demon species...? What do you meanーー

...Don’t tell me...!

Karlheinz: Exactly...The report on the Endzeit gene...You saw it, did you not?

Reiji: Yes...

Karlheinz: In that case, I suppose I do not need to explain any further.

Reiji: Father...!

Yui: Karlheinz-san...!

Karlheinz: ...This is farewell. Reiji, Eve.

You must work together, and guide this world...

Into the right direction...

Until it reaches its ideal state.

ー Karlheinz disappears

Reiji: ...No way...

Yui: ( Karlheinz-san vanished... )

Reiji: ...Father...

Yui: Reiji-san...

( My words of comfort would mean nothing to him right now... )

( The only thing I can do, is quietly join his side. )

ー She carefully approaches

Reiji: Yui...

*Rustle*

Yui: Ah...

Reiji: ...Father has entrusted me with his powers.

That means he wants me to follow in his footsteps.

Yui: Yes...

Reiji: In what waits ahead, a daunting dark fate will most likely stand in our way.

Will you stay with me regardless?

Will you love me?

Yui: Of course. How could I ever want to leave you?

I will follow you. And I will always be by your side.

Reiji: ...Thank you, Yui.

I will never let go of you either. Even if you would wish to do so yourself.

Neverーー

Shin: ーー Seems like Karlheinz has kicked the bucket. 

Yui: Carla-san! Shin-kun!

( Why are they here...? )

Carla: I knew you had it in you, Reiji. It did take you long enough, however.

Yui: What do you mean...?

Shin: Reiji swore his loyalty to Nii-san in exchange for getting Ayato back.

Then, Nii-san ordered him to kill Karlheinz.

Yui: ( So that’s what happened... )

Carla: Reiji. You attempted to make things work in your favor...But I am the winner of this game.

This is checkmate.

Reiji: ...

Yui: Reiji-san...

Reiji: ...No, victory is mine.

Carla: I beg your pardon...?

Reiji: ...Heh...Haha...

Power is overflowing within me...A force so strong, it could probably destroy this whole world...!

ー He tosses his glasses aside

Reiji: ーー I doubt I will lose.

Yui: ( Reiji-san...? For some reason, the mood suddenly.... )

Shin: What nonsense are you spouting? Did you go crazy from killing your own Father, perhaps?

Carla: ...Shin, be careful. Something is off.

Reiji: Hmph. ...Weaklings.

Shin: Uu, aah...!

Carla: Guh...!

*Thud*

Yui: !!

( No way...How did he send the two of them flying just from extending his hand...? )

Carla: What on earth...?

Reiji: Seems like you did not consider that I would inherit my Father’s powers, First Bloods.

Carla: Excuse me...?

Reiji: This is your loss. Get out of my sight.

Yui: Reiji-san...!!

*WOOSH*

Yui: Uu...

( What happened...? )

Reiji: Are you okay, Yui?

Yui: Reiji-san...Where are Carla-san and Shin-kun...?

Reiji: I threw them into oblivion using my powers. I doubt they will ever make it out again.

Yui: ( He defeated those powerful Founders in just the blink of an eye... )

( This is Karlheinz-san’s power... )

Ayato: Oi, Chichinashi...!

Yui: Ayato-kun! Shuu-san as well!

Shuu: Yo...

Yui: ( ...! He’s terribly wounded...Could it have been the Founders...? )

Ayato: Geez, you just recklessly dashed out of the castle. Well, glad to see you’re safe at least.

Look, I was so kind to save Shuu’s ass. Better be grateful? 

Shuu: You didn’t exactly save me. Ayato just happened to pass by right as I made it out of the Founders’ castle on my own.

Ayato: S-Shut up! Why fuss ‘bout the details?

Shuu: ...More importantly, what happened to the Founders?

They left the castle, leaving me behind, so I was convinced they would be headed towards Reiji...

Yui: Well...

Reiji: ...I took care of them.

Shuu: What...?

Ayato: You took them down? All by yourself?

Reiji: Yes.

Ayato: No way...Those dudes were hella strong. How did you...?

Shuu: ...

...You inherited the Old Man’s powers, didn’t you?

Reiji: Hmph. ...I expected no less from you, Shuu. Sharp as always.

We will part ways here.

Ayato: Aah? What are you sayin’?

Anyway, you’ve been kinda weird this whole time, you know? Is somethin’ wrong?

Reiji: I am still myself. I have simply been entrusted with an important duty.

Ayato: Haah...?

Reiji: The Demon World will soon be swallowed by waves of conflict. Until all demons roaming these lands have taken their final breath...

Therefore, you guys should retreat to the human world.

Ayato: What will you do?

Reiji: I have a duty to fulfill. I must keep this promise I made to Father.

Together with Yui...

Yui: Reiji-san...

( The words Karlheinz-san left behind. We must join forces, and guide the world towards its ideal state... )

( Reiji-san wants to realize that. As the one following in Karlheinz-san’s footsteps. )

Shuu: ...Gotcha.

Ayato: Oi, Shuu...!

Shuu: Let’s go, Ayato. There’s no point in us staying here any longer.

...Yui.

Yui: Yes...?

Shuu: I’m leaving Reiji in your care.

Yui: ...

Ayato: The fuck? Geez...

Oi, Reiji. You better drop by every now and then, ‘kay? Things just don’t feel the same without you ‘round.

Reiji: ...I will consider it.

ー Shuu and Ayato leave

Yui: ( They both left... )

( We might never see each other again... )

( However, even so, Iーー )

Reiji: Come here, Yui.

Yui: Ah...

Reiji: The lunar eclipse will soon come to an end. Let us witness it from here.

The dawn to a new world.

Yui: Yes...

( Even so, I will follow Reiji-san. I will never leave his side. )

( Together, foreverーー )

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: ( ーー In what followed, Reiji-san used the powers he inherited from Karlheinz-san to put an end to all demonic species. )

( He eventually defeated even the Vibora, solidifying his position as the Demon Overlord who stands at the very top of the whole Demon World. )

Reiji: ーー Almost all life in the Demon World has ceased to exist. It is basically just us two at this point.

It is quiet. Truly comfortable.

Yui: I agree.

( Soon everything will come to an end. )

( I am sure that this is the end of time ーー what that pocket watch was meant to point out. )

Reiji: Yui, come closer...

*Rustle rustle*

On certain CGs, little black roses will appear on the screen. If you click on them, you get an extra line of dialogue.

“It is only because you supported me at all times, that I am able to stand here right now. My feelings for you have not changed at all. ーー And I doubt they will ever waver. I will continue to love only you, for eternity.”

“As long as you love me, I feel as if I can accomplish anything. I want you to remain by my side, until the moment I finally fulfill Father’s wish which he entrusted me with.

Yui: Ah...

Reiji: Right now, we are still in the process of demise ーー There is still some time left until everything truly comes to an end.

Yui: Yes...

Reiji: However, even if that moment has passed, I will continue to protect you.

Yui: You made that promise before as well, didn’t you?

Reiji: Yes. Even now that I have become the Demon Lord, that has not changed.

My beloved Yui...

No matter what kind of destiny lies ahead of us, we will always be together.

Forever, and everーー

Yui: ( I will stay by Reiji-san’s side forever as well. )

( At all times, no matter what happens, I will continue to support him. )

( Until the end, and beyondーー )

ーー THE END ーー