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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 6 months ago

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book 7 part 9 thoughts!!

***THIS POST CONTAINS MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR BOOK 7 PART 9 OF THE MAIN STORY!!*** Please note: this is NOT meant to be a summary or a translation; these are only my initial thoughts on the events that roughly unfold. There may be details overlooked or misunderstood in this post, so PLEASE do not use this as a translation.

Kind of a short update this time! It spans parts 140 to 157.

As a reminder, only Vil is following Yuu and co. into the next dream. This is because traveling around with too many people may cause a bug in Idia’s dream hacking and/or it may make it easier for Malleus to notice them.

They land in Kalim’s dream!! There is a segment where Vil freaks out about falling and we get to see his cute squeaky-voiced vulnerable side again. (Yes, the others tease him about it 😂)

They use DREAM FORM CHANGE to swap between dorm uniform (for combat) and school uniform (for general interactions within the dream).

And this new location is…

HUH WHATm/s tHIS?????

It seems like the Scalding Sands, but we’ve never seen this before.

OOP THEre’S THE BOY

Those colors look really good on him!! But the hat looks like it’s floating or sitting on just the scalp… It feels like maybe it should be further down on his head. (Sorry about the weird screenshot chsvskwguejsk)

Kalim doesn’t seem to recognize our squad, nor NRC. He says that he goes to Qasr Sultanate Academy (guess that’s where the name of his new uniform comes from). It is founded on the generous spirit of the Oasis’s Master (the Sultan). The school was established 2 years ago by his rich ass father, since this area did not have a magic school prior to that. THIS IS NEPOTISM AT ITS FINEST, FOLKS

***Note: "qasr" -> castle or palace, "sultanate" -> a place governed by a sultan!***

Idia reasons that Kalim might be this way to avoid the tragedies that play out at NRC. The dream is sheltering him…

Everyone is dying of heat, so Kalim uses his UM to give them cool drinking water. He also has some servants (no Jamil) bring the roof over to them to help them cool off???

BUT THEN jAMIL PULLS UP AnD

iT’S SO WEIRD, WhY’ShE SO PERKY AnD KIRAKIRA…………………… ……. …… …. … . ……. .. . … …. . . . HE;S SMILING TOO MUCH, IT;S SUS...... THIS iS wROng (Side note, those colors are also nice on him!)

Dream!Jamil explains that he was hired by Kalim’s father but that their families never cared about their different statuses. In this dream, they basically grew up as real childhood friends and always talk honestly with each other.

The group reminds Kalim that Jamil isn’t REALLY like this. Vil especially lays into him, roasting Jamil’s character and going into how untrustworthy he is, etc.

Jamil tries to keep Kalim in the dream by using Snake Whisper. Eventually Kalim has his breakthrough, which is where the Groovy for his new card comes from. He realizes that he believed in a false yet convenient Jamil, he cannot face him anymore.

WAHHHHH look at him 😭 He’s leaking like a faucet… but he’s also trying so hard to wipe away his tears, to be strong and stand on his own to fight against the fake Jamil! Let’s give him a round of applause, folks 👏

(This also means that there is potentially a pattern being established with these new limited main story cards; the Groovies will probably be the character crying as they have their realization that this world is a fake one. Does that mean… Crying J word next time??????? Maybe??? Or nah??? 😭 GOD PLEASE NO MY HEART WOULDN’T BE ABLE TO HANDLE IT—)

Vil tells Kalim that he also did something embarrassing in his own dream so it’s fine. Kalim callously laughs when he hears about Vil bossing Neige around, then quickly apologies because he realizes he was supposed to deny how bad it is.

Kalim joins the party!! He says it feels weird because usually Jamil is the one to wake HIM up.

They hop into Jamil’s dream!! They appear to have landed in a Silk City bazaar. Ortho takes headcount of them like they’re students on a casual field trip, lol

Kalim enjoyed the jump but Vil seems to be having a hard time keeping up. Ortho and Silver will stay with Vil while the rest of them look for Jamil.

Yuu and co. fuck around in the market a little, getting coconut juice (well, Kalim buys 10 at once) and whatever. Guys… now is seriously NOT the time.

While giving them juice, the vendor suddenly becomes hostile towards Kalim and demands payment instead of letting him put it on his family’s tab.

OMG?????? Apparently in Jamil’s dream, the Al-Asims are broke and scam free stuff from the vendors 😭 WHILE JAMIL IS RICH AF

The vendor is calling the POLICE

Silver comes running to save the day!! He says he will pay for his friends and we avoid being hauled off to jail ✨

We continue our search for Jamil, deciding to trek to Kalim’s home in Silk City since that’s where the Vipers live irl. INSTEAD THEY FIND THIS DESOLATE PLACE (reusing the dried up oasis background)

A bystander explains that the Asim familt’s business failed so they had to give up their house. It got moved and repainted black and red… AND NOW JAMIL’S THE MASTER 💀

A guard comes to chase them off and recognizes Kalim as a servant. Turns out, the Vipers bought the old Asim home and employed them as servants to help them out.

… I saw this coming from a mile away, but the cringe of seeing it for myself is too much to bear…

LMAO????? Now we get a rhythmic/twistune of Yuu and co. marching in a parade with Jamil at the head of it.

WhAT YHE FUCK iS ThiS InTERIOR DESIGN, THAT’S LITERLLY A STatUE OF jAfAR DoING THE GOLFING SWING

Jamil is not enrolled in NRC; he is also enrolled in a new magic school called Jahir Sahar College (?).

***Note: "jahir" -> jewels, "sahar"/"sehri" -> wizard or magic!***

Jamil scolds Kaim for wearing a uniform of the wrong color and “corrects” it for him. Kalim casually says thank you but Jamil tells him it is, “JAMIL-SAMA, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!!!” He reminds Kalim that the Asims owe the Vipers a debt so large that they cannot hope to repay it in their lifetime, so be sure to be useful to him.

… Bro is power tripping so hard 😭

Jamil becomes suspicious of us but Vil plays it off like we’re students come to research the Scalding Sands for a Film Club activity. He allows us to stay but backhanded comments that we look dumb so we won’t pose a threat.

Jamil then offers to give us a tour SiNCE HE’S THE STUDENT COUNCiL PRESIDENT (Rollo called he wants his title back). I’m guessing this is the case instead of him being dorm leader so Jamil is the ONLY top dog around.

Oh yeah!! Minor thing, magic carpet comes in at some point. Its its colors are closer to that of the magic carpet in the Aladdin film.

He orders Kalim to prepare a feast; Kalim provides water with Oasis Maker and grabs food from the kitchen—all of Jamil’s favorites! But no matter how eager to please he is, Jamil tells him off and makes remarks about how useless Kalim is 😔

xbshgejwgsowkw Yuu and co. are like “WOW, Jamil’s imagination is so strong so it’s going to be hard to wake him up!!” It’s okay, you can say he’s delusional/j

Jamil wavers a little because Kalim begins talking about their childhood memories. It’s stirring up his own recollections, and I think the dream’s interpretation of these evens is clashing with the reality that Kalim shares.

Blah blah blah

Dream!Kalim arrives to kiss Jamil’s ass :v aaand Jamil descends into the darkness…

What we see is a potential future in which Jamil succeeded in book 4; Azul and the Scarabia mobs are under his hypnotic influence… Kalim is gone… and Jamil plans to use the dirt Azul has collected to blackmail the other dorm leaders and take them down. (This lends credence to the idea of him being student council president in his dream because he wants to be the ONLY one in charge.)

LMAO????? Jamil shit talks the dorm leaders 💀 Like saying that no one likes Riddle anyway, how Leona is probably another lazy nepo baby, etc.

AnD THEN AfTER THE DoRM LEADERS HE’s PlANNING ON GOInG AfTER CROWlEY’S iRRESPONSibLE aSS 😭 Jamil has his sights set on ruling over the entire school…

AyO??????????

I THINK KALIM PUNCHED JAMIL AnD THEYmRE fISTFIGHTING?????? PLEASE, THIS IS PATHETIC

They shout about the things they hate the most about each other. Jamil hates Kalim’s optimism, Kalim finally FINALLY declares that he hates how two-faced Jamil is. It’s so intense even the hypnotized students are stunned????

Sebek wants to pummel Jamil too but Silver holds him back. His reasoning??? Sometimes people get emotionally charged and it’s better for them to let those out through their fists instead of their words.

I cannot believe that Silver Vanrouge in our lord 2024 really went, “No, no. Let them cook :)” 🤡

Kalim starts laughing because this is a unique experience to him?? Apparently he and Jamil never fought for real in the 17 years they knew each other. Jamil agrees and says if he neat Kalim up “irl” it would cause problems for everyone… and he realizes his wording and begins questioning the dream world because of that.

He finally wakes up! xbsnbsjwkwkwvdk Kalim is so excited his live 2D model is bouncing on the screen!

The goop returns and drags Jamil to a familiar scene where he OBs and then squares off against his Phantom, similar to what happened with Idia and Vil. Jamil calls his OB self pathetic and always looking for someone to blame. He now sees that view as narrow-minded and limiting.

His Phantom tries to goad him by likening their situation to being genies trapped in a dark and small space, existing to be used their entire lives and not being allowed the freedom they wish for. Admittedly, Jamil has pretty cool lines, saying he doesn’t like the Phantom forcing its own wishes on him. He’s reclaiming his freedom by renouncing the idea of pitying himself. He doesn’t plan to spend his whole life inside that lamp and his wallowing, he is going to make his own wishes come true—not 3 or 10 or 100, but every single one.

(Cue insane Jamil laughter here)

He of course gains the upper hand and rises victorious. Jamil tells Dream!Kalim that he is so polite and subservient it’s disgusting, then he uses Snake Whisper to send him away.

Jamil says there’s no point in changing roles or positions because ultimately the power to decide what happens is his and his alone. He also says he is not interested in power or freedom granted to him by someone else… He will take what he wants on his own! (Not sure why he’s announcing this when no one asked, but pop off I guess 😂 Vil gave a similar speech when he was facing his own demons, but shorter and I don’t think Idia just mumbled to himself before getting back in contact with Ortho.)

Meeting back up with Yuu and co., Jamil is added to the party! (Kalim tries to glomp him in a hug but Jamil expertly dodges ‘xbssvzjav$c(/?/)

Okay, so Vil is staying behind because he doesn’t feel well and doesn’t want to hold the group back. Kalim also stays behind because he’s still covered in bruises and such from fist fighting Jamil. This will probably be another pattern that occurs moving forward; only the OB boy moves on with the group.

Next time… Octavinelle’s dreams and maybe J word crying card 👀!

I think by this time, we already know what to expect in terms of general events. Going into a dream, experiencing it for a short time, learning shocking news about the circumstances, character uses UM, character learns the truth, character cries and fights the dream (who is trying to keep them there), character joins party. If it’s an OB boy, then they will get more screen time and a dedicated segment to fighting their Phantom and then giving a speech about their character development before joining us. Then only the OB boy will dream hop with the Yuu, Grim, Silver, Sebek, Idia, and Ortho while the boys stay behind with the projected selves Ortho creates. Rinse and repeat the formula, and you can probably easily predict what’s coming in future updates.

In terms of this update, I gotta say that I’m impressed Kalim finally followed through on the promise of decking Jamil… a promise he made all the way back in book 4!! While he doesn’t do it with any malicious intent, I think it’s a large stride going forward in having Kalim assert himself and acknowledge the faults that Jamil very obviously has.

As for Jamil... I think it’s becoming pretty obvious what they’re going for in those OB boy scenes; clearly, they mean to have it be like he is speaking to his “other half” in the mirror, a reflection of himself. In this way, each boy confronts the worst aspects of them and comes to terms with it. It’s meant to represent their character growth from when they first appeared in the main story. I’m just… not sure if I like how it’s been handled overall; I do like everyone’s speeches so far (they are good; Jamil’s especially slays with all the thematically appropriate allusions to genies and wish-granting), but I’m less enthusiastic about the context under which these speeches are given. I will most likely make a separate post going into detail about this, but I figured I’d at least lay my general thoughts out here first.

ahbfbyoqwv8yfqwv8q The highlight of this update this time was just seeing how unhinged Jamil's desires are when given no limitations. It's such a shockingly large role reversal to stick himself in the head honcho seat with zero opposition AND force Kalim into being humbled. When the tables turn on him, Jamil is so quick to being a ruthless and cold master 💦 HE'S FR THE TYPE OF GUY THAT ISNT JUST SATISFIED SUCCEEDING, HE ALSO NEEDS YOU TO FAIL The more of these dreams we see, the more we get the sense that Malleus's idea of happiness is VERY shallow. This was something already verbalized by Idia last update, but I feel it needs repeating because of how difficult to resolve Kalim and Jamil's relationship is. The way his solutions are so... absolute (Kalim and Jamil being besties and/or a complete role reversal) reminds me of the points I often hear from fans who say, "Kalim could free Jamil! Kalim should talk to his dad!" There's good intentions behind it, but it ultimately misses the forest for the trees (that being the complicated social nuances surrounding their families). It's an out-of-body experience seeing that viewpoint displayed via Malleus's magic, but it also feels cathartic to see it being dispelled as being nothing close to reality.

Those are all my thoughts for now!! Really looking forward to the next installment :)) and its potential for... crying J word... Though who knows, maybe it’s just for light trio only and I’m delulu—

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misc-obeyme · 1 year ago

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You know what time it is.

Lesson 33 spoilers, including the hard lesson, here we go!

I am pleased. And I am not pleased.

I had so many great moments with all my faves. Solomon being there for me, Levi being a lil cutie, THIRTEEN DATE, Barbatos giving me lil Ds. What glorious moments. I shall share some screenshots momentarily.

BUT FIRST.

Belphie. What the fuck.

Technically, this is Mammon’s fault. He was the one who was like it’s not wrong to feel upset about it and like yeah he’s right, but Belphie is clearly taking that statement to an EXTREME.

We are dealing with YANDERE BELPHIE, my friends.

If I remember correctly, he was always supposed to be yandere. So now we’re really leaning into that, huh? Like straight up, I am going to keep you here forever because you’ll be happier with me than if you leave. Our boy’s gone a little off the deep end lol. I kinda love it.

Though I was really surprised by his final line of “I don’t want you to see what’s inside my head.” He seemed really concerned about it. Considering all we’ve seen already, it can’t be that bad, right? Then again, I wouldn’t want anyone I know to get inside my head, either. Please stay out, you don’t need to see the horrors, thanks.

Also, we still haven’t made a pact with Levi. Just like we didn’t actually make a pact with Beel. Is it because now they’re not sure they want to have pacts with us because of the whole needing magic to get back to the human world thing? I swear I have a memory of Solomon telling us that we could make pacts with all of the brothers at the same time. But we already have pacts with three of them? So why would we only make pacts with three or four of them at the same time? I’m so confused. Someone please share your thoughts with me on this because I don’t get it???

I really feel like they directly addressed some of the concerns we’ve all been having in this lesson, too. I mean Solomon straight up talks about wondering what the brothers we left behind are doing. Or if time is still going there or if we’ll end up exactly where we left etc etc. HOWEVER all that soup talk makes me think they are just going to mesh it all together. ‘Cause Solomon also said this:

What does that mean? How can the future brothers influence what’s happening in the past? Unless their memories are changing in real time… ugh why did they have to go with time travel shenanigans?? Don’t they know this junk hurts my brain??

Anyway, now it’s time for some of my favorite moments, enough about time travel and feelings and pacts!

Because my favorite sorcerer also said this. And I know there are some questions about his motives and blah blah but I don’t care. I love him. He’ll be all serious, then say something sweet and reassuring, then do something crazy or try to cook again… he’s got so many sides to him lol.

STOP MAKING ME LIKE YOU MEPHISTOPHELES. (Please you were like the last character I was neutral about I can’t afford to get obsessed with anyone else.)

Honestly, I laughed so hard when he said this. Mammon just called him out directly and he LAUGHED. He laughed and was like yeah duh of course, idiots. And look how pleased he is about it, too.

May I bring your attention to my baby Levi? Look at this silly guy. I was so happy I got to hug him. And the group hug was adorable, too. Satan protesting the whole time lol. Lucifer coming in and being like… I regret asking.

I swear sometimes I wanna kiss this guy JUST to watch him blush. It’s so freakin’ cute.

Smitten. I am smitten.

The way she’s like I don’t get why you like these weirdos, but I know they matter to you. Don’t worry, it’s going to work out. How she gets all defensive of MC. Her cute little smile. The way she suggests coming to visit MC in the human world & saying that Solomon can come too?! LIKE. I love her so much.

HE KNOWS.

Listen I was thrilled about this whole part - Barbatos being mysterious and giving me a weird piece of paper and a Little D? Yes forever. But also I think we’ve all suspected him of knowing the truth and this part right here just solidifies that for me. He definitely knows. He knows everything about what’s going on. I don’t think that means he’s Nightbringer or even that he’s working with Nightbringer. He could just know because he’s got access to all of time and what not. But either way, he knows.

Honestly I love Barbatos so much. Just the small parts we had with him were enough to get me in my feels. I also really enjoyed the hard lesson because even if Luke doesn’t know what’s going on, I think Simeon does. And their discussion was interesting.

So I’m gonna leave you with one last Barb moment.

I’m so impatient is it the end of the season yet?? I wanna know how it ends right NOW.

#it’s been a minute since I did a whole post with screenshots #but there were so many good moments this time tee hee #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me nightbringer spoilers #obey me nightbringer lesson 33 #obey me solomon #obey me leviathan #obey me belphegor #obey me barbatos #obey me thirteen #spoilers #misc lesson recap #misc rambles

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theheartofone · 5 months ago

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Steel in Her Veins, Chapter: Thirty-Eight

Read On: AO3 | Table of Contents | Next Chapter

Characters: Fem!Reader x Roronoa Zoro

Notes: I just graduated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOORAAAAYYY! I'm finally FREE NOW TO WRITE AS MUCH GOBBLEDUPFANFICSASIWANT AND IM SO HAPPY! SIHV is no longer under hiatus ;ppppp (not proofread properly as i was so excited to update everyone on this story hahahahdsjs)

Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Doctor’s Steady Hands

“Is it this one?”

I unhook my head from beneath a curved plane of metal, wiping the machine oil from my face with my sleeve. I examine the mishap of tools in Bepo’s paws, scrambling to keep them all hooked between his claws.

“Uh, yeah, that one,” I say, nodding at the screwdriver with the yellow handle. Bepo carefully flexes his cushioned paw to pluck one out from the other, then proceeds to stuff the rest of the tools – and the equipment box, mind you, in the front pocket of his overalls.

Swiftly, I disappear under the side of what used to be Law’s beloved ship and begin to assess the damage. A soft curse comes out of my mouth, incredulously asking myself how Luffy could have damaged this beautiful piece so badly.

Sighing, I begin dismantling damaged parts with a hard-set scowl indented on my face – a scowl I haven’t been able to get of rid for about a week now. Gramps always used to tease me for being so transparent with my feelings, how I’d always wear my heart on my sleeve – and even thinking back on that memory doesn’t help with sobering up my mood, either.

I sneak a look at Bepo who’s looking incredibly out of place at the makeshift workshop we’ve made for ourselves. He looks down, staring down at his paws with a frown set on his face – almost as if he wants to ask me something but doesn’t know when the right time would be. Guilt pangs in my chest, knowing that Bepo doesn’t know what to do with how I am right now. It’s a pretty big personality shock to him, seeing how much I’ve changed compared from when I was a happy-go-lucky kid; a young tweenager with hope in her eyes, now turned young adult with angry fine lines peppered into her skin. It must have broken whatever pretence he had of me in his head.

Regardless, he still showed up today. Hell, he even offered to be my little work assistant, completely aware of my recent bad temper - still willing to be there for me. It doesn’t help matters that I’m unhelpfully being gossiped about by Usopp to physically anyone he could talk to.

‘I don’t know, I’m kinda worried, ya know?’ Usopp mutters not-too-secretively in the bullseye centre of our temporary camp. ‘Ever since Zoro stormed out of that weird lake magic, they’ve both been acting off…’

‘And not to mention, ever since she turned into that scary Luffy form, she’s been so different,’ Usopp urges. ‘I don’t know if we can trust her from exploding into that-that… THING again. WAAA, I’M SCARED!’

Nami slaps him on the back of his neck, the sound ricocheting against the jagged stalactite ceiling as she eyes him down, anger in her eyes. ‘Oh, shut up, will you? Raya’s still Raya, and she’s one of us. Get that into that thick skull of yours.’

“Yo, Raya!” Franky’s voice echoes from a few miles ahead of me. His large body is somehow perfectly cramped beneath the belly of the Polar Tang, his fists slamming into the metal simultaneously as his head twists 180 degrees towards me. “We’re finally working together, huh? I can’t lie to you; it’s making me feel hella excited!”

I don’t know how he managed to do it, but a surprised laugh breaks out from my mouth; I didn’t know I meant so much to him, it almost makes me feel bad for not working with him sooner.

“Me too,” I say whilst my hands get busy removing each screw from the disfigured plane of metal. “I’m sorry we haven’t done this sooner, Frank.”

He rolls his eyes at me and bats a mechanical hand with a grease cloth clamped over it. “Are ya kidding me? You’ve been through hell and back, Raya. Take it easy. I’ve got an insane number of blueprints to work with you soon.”

I shake my head, turning back onto my partition of the work. He’s too forgiving, sometimes. Too carefree… I wish I was like that.

“Did I just imagine things?” A cool voice reverberates behind Bepo and I. “Did Raya’s face finally do something other than scowl?”

I twist my head so fast I hit my head against the ship, scowling at the figure who made me jump about eighty feet out of my own skin. Law looks down at me with a sly smile twitching at the ends of his mouth, his tattooed arms folded together against his chest.

“No, there it is again,” he continues. “That scowl. I must’ve imagined things.”

“C’mon Law, don’t tease her.” Bepo sighs.

Law turns to stare at his first mate, his mouth slightly ajar. He quickly closes it again, noticing I’ve been smirking at him like a kid who just got some well-deserved payback. “Well, you’ve never ordered me around before.”

I furiously rub at the sore spot on my head, still giving him a shit-eating grin, before my eyes lower to his clothes. Blue work overalls overlay a white shirt on his torso, a huge pocket resting at his belly. I raise a brow, not expecting anyone besides Franky and Bepo to be working with me today.

“Did I mess the memo? I didn’t know we were roleplaying as mechanics today.” My lips twitch into a faint smirk, making Law dismissively scowl at me.

“Well, I prefer to be around my possessions from now on. Since, you know, the last time I trusted you with one, you’d engaged with some more… interesting excursions,” he snaps.

That made me shut right up. I turn around and get busy, ignoring the heat growing on my face.

Bepo eyes the both of us with suspicion. “What? What was that supposed to mean? Law?”

Before Law can wave him off, another voice enters the workshop cavern with a tinge of irritation laced in his words.

“Oi, Trafalgar. Where you want me to put these?”

My heart instantly stops from hearing that cursed voice. I can just tell by his footsteps that they’re his. Fuck.

I don’t look around, pretend to be all cool and nonchalant while I’m actually screaming inside, but no one can excuse the fumbling my fingers are doing, my hand unable to unscrew a section I easily did a few moments ago.

Law faintly turns his head and side-eyes the samurai with a raised brow. “Why are you shouting, Roronoa? We can hear you just fine.”

I breathe in shallowly, feeling a minute sense of fear from his presence. My eyes train on the plane of metal above me, not daring to look in his direction.

‘You don’t scare me, Kozuki.’

You don’t scare me, Kozuki. It rings in my head constantly, even when my eyes grow heavy, my mind startled awake, in one of the dragon’s sleeping holes.

You don’t scare me, Kozuki. But you should be scared of me. I grit my teeth, jaw clenching then unclenching. That’s what he meant, right? He’s threatening me.

“You roped me into bein’ your work slave, this is what you’ll get,’ Zoro retorts, his eye piercing Law’s. Law only smirks in response and rests his frame against his tattered ship.

“No brain, only brawn. I’m not surprised,” Law smoothly bites back. I choke out a laugh, yet immediately shut up when I see Zoro’s eye drink in my crouched frame.

I quickly get back to work, my fingers deftly peeling off the unscrewed plane of metal. There’s an odd silence between all three of them, and I can just tell that Zoro’s still pinned his lion-like gaze on me.

“Are you just going to stare with your mouth wide open,” Law remarks, his feet suspiciously stationing themselves over my crouched body. “Or are you going pass those boxes to Frank?”

I hear Zoro bristle, seeming to be taken off guard. "You’re making things up," he grumbles, though the fluster in his voice betrays him. He finally shifts his gaze from me and turns his attention to the boxes at his feet, nudging one of them with his boot.

"Could've fooled me," Law replies, the smirk never leaving his face. There's a flicker of amusement in his eyes as he watches Zoro struggle to find a retort.

Zoro’s jaw tightens, and for a moment, it looks like he's about to snap back with something sharp. But instead, he just exhales heavily through his nose and lifts one of the boxes as if it's nothing. "Whatever. You could’ve picked someone else for this," he mutters, more to himself than anyone else.

As he starts walking towards Franky, I can't help but glance at him from the corner of my eye. There’s something different in the way he carries himself today, an edge to his movements that makes my heart pound just a bit faster. It’s not fear—not exactly. It's something else, something furiously too intimate to be just anger.

"Don't drop those, Roronoa. We don’t have spares," Law continues to mock, earning another jaw-tick from Zoro.

As his shadow becomes more and more smaller, I finally let out the strained breath I’ve been holding, my hands a little steadier now. But, still, the weight of his presence lingers, those same tan muscles my hands stroked over being a mere few steps away makes it harder to concentrate.

"Well, this is cozy," Law says, his voice low as he crouches down closely, his eyes flickering with mischief. "Maybe we should do this more often."

I shoot him a look, trying to suppress the small smile tugging at my lips. I skid the plane of damaged metal across the rocky floor, thrusting it with enough force to hit it against his thick-soled boot. "Don’t push it, Trafalgar," I mutter, though the corners of my mouth betray my nonchalance.

In all of a sudden, Bepo crouches next to Trafalgar and imploringly looks at me. “Look… Raya. Can we please talk?” He whispers, his eyes nervously shifting towards Franky’s direction to make sure he’s not paying attention. His gaze flickers over to Zoro, who finds purchase on a rocky crevice right in the centre of the workshop, his arms folding to his chest tensely, tanned muscle flexing. I watch him intently, realising that he looks to be asleep - almost as if he’s taken the perfect chance to doze off. A bit too much of a perfect chance, in my opinion.

I sigh, rubbing the raggedy cloth against my oil-stained cheek as I look away. I knew it, of course, that this conversation was inevitable. Bepo, knowing the entire truth – and Law, in direct extension – were both biding their time to gauge me out for more information.

I hand Bepo the screwdriver, silently gesturing for the small wrench that prods out of his belly-pocket. Impatiently, Law quickly picks it out and deposits it in my hand before Bepo even realises what’s happening.

I don’t know what comes over me but when I look, and really look at my childhood friend’s desperate eyes, I soften my tone.

“Of course, we can,” I mumble, my eyes lowering, avoiding his deeply troubled gaze.

“Keep working,” Law mutters lowly. His eyes train on Franky who once in a while looks over to compare his progress with mine. Zoro’s eyes are still closed, his breathing paced, but there’s still something suspicious about the way he’s holding himself too tensely for my liking.

I turn my head to the millions of nuts and bolts I’ll have to begin laboriously undoing, sighing inwardly. I love workmanship, but man, sometimes it can be boring.

“Keep talking, Bepo,” Law continues.

Bepo fiddles with his work shirt, looking down with a frown on his face. There’s a small beat of silence, the only sounds made are from Franky slicing a metal piece with his laser eyes, before Bepo looks back up at me.

“What happened, Raya?” He swallows, searching for the right way to word the questions that hungrily race through his head. He curses a little to himself. “G-god, that’s an open ended question, I know, but… so much has happened, and now you’re part of Luffy’s crew? Why was– well, Gramps targeted? And-and… what the hell did you transform into before?”

I pause, letting Bepo's questions hang in the air. My fingers keep working, twisting the small wrench, though my mind is racing faster than my hands. The questions he’s asked are the ones I’ve been dreading, but also the ones I knew I couldn’t avoid forever. They’re the kind of questions that dig deep, uncovering layers of the past that I’ve buried under years of anger, fear, and guilt.

I can feel Law's gaze on me, and I know he’s just as curious, though he’s better at hiding it. Franky seems to have disappeared in the pursuit of more materials in a different cavern, leaving a different type of silence, one more threatening, in his wake. Even Zoro’s steady breathing, despite his seemingly relaxed state, feels like a pressure pushing me towards answers I’m not sure I’m ready to give.

But Bepo deserves the truth. Maybe they all do.

I clear my throat softly, choosing my words with care. "It’s… a lot. Look, when I was a kid, I had no idea what was really going on; I just knew that every time the Cp-0 came knocking on our door, we had to relocate to a different island and build up our workshop again. Gramps… he knew things, had secrets that I didn’t understand back then that I think I’m slowly uncovering. He tried to protect me, but in the end… He got taken."

I can feel the weight of their attention, even though no one’s directly looking at me. Law’s quiet demeanour, Zoro’s stillness, Bepo’s concerned eyes—they’re all listening, even if they’re trying to be subtle about it.

“That’s the same thing that happened to-”

“Penguin, I see,” Bepo finishes Law sentence, his mouth pursed into a fuzzy, sombre line.

I nod, playing with my fingers. "As for why I’m with Luffy now… I didn’t plan it. I was trying to stay low, to avoid getting involved in anything that could draw attention to me. But things don’t always go as planned. Luffy… well, you know how he is. He promised me that we’d go finding Gramps if I did join him.”

Bepo looks like he’s putting all the pieces together, his eyes searching the tattered ship for answers. Distantly, his voice comes out, slightly uncertain.

“So, that’s why Law went to ask Luffy for an alliance.”

I nod again, not knowing what else to say.

Bepo nods, slowly, trying to process my words, but I can see he’s still deeply troubled. His gaze flickers to the metal I’m working on, then back to me. “But why the alias? Why are you hiding yourself from them?”

I grit my teeth, my eyes trained to a stray bolt, my sentences coming out in quick-paced bullet points. “I don’t want to be known by that name anymore. I hate it. What they don’t know won’t hurt them.”

Law quirks up a brow. “Quite the opposite, Raya. You know that could put them in danger, right? If they’re not prepared with what’s coming after you, it could be incredibly detrimental.”

I pause. He’s right, of course. I’ve been so focused on hiding, on keeping my past buried, that I hadn’t fully considered the consequences of keeping the truth from them.

I push that thought away and my resolve tightens. “You saw what I transformed into. I’ll keep the people coming after me at bay, without the crew even realising what went awry.”

“If you were part of my crew, I’d instantly throw you out,” Law coolly says, his torso shifting against the Polar Tang.

I let out a dry laugh. “Even if you tried to recruit me, I wouldn’t join you. Stay humble, doc.”

Law's expression remains neutral, but there's a glint in his eyes that shows he’s not entirely unaffected by my retort. He crosses his arms and leans back against the ship, seemingly unbothered, but I know him well enough to catch the subtle tension in his posture.

“You’re being obtuse, Raya. Not to mention incredibly selfish,” he bluntly states, not even trying to sugar-coat his words. “And if what Bepo’s told me about you is true, then that’s uncharacteristic of you. This'll affect everyone around you, exactly the way your Gramps had been. Taken, by a lifeless vessel, with two bulbous eyes.”

He leans in closer, his eyes now glinting more angrily, his voice lowering to a whisper. “At least your Gramps knew what he was getting into. He had a choice. And you, Raya, are not giving the same one to your crewmates.”

Fuck. Not once, but twice this asshole's statement rings true to me. If something were to happen, if the past I’ve been running from finally catches up to me, they could be caught off guard, unprepared for the shitstorm that I've happily brought along on board

I take a deep breath and meet Law’s eyes. “I never said I was a good person.”

Law's gaze hardens, Zoro’s body twitches, and for a moment, the air between us feels thick with tension. His eyes bore into mine, searching for something—maybe regret, maybe resolve. He doesn’t find either.

“I did some reading earlier,” Law breathes out coolly. “Of a person named Tyr. Tyr was ordinary. Incredibly so – mainly kept to himself, worked at a local mine, brought back food to his table without amiss. He didn’t have to work so hard, callous his hands day after day to scrounge up such measly coin to survive, but he did. He did it for his wife and two children, because he loved them so deeply, and he couldn’t see them suffer.

But that same Tyr also had no awareness of his lineage. Who he was didn’t concern him. He was a bastard’s child, no last name, his mother withered to dust during his childbirth. Until one day, a group of men dressed in black barged into his house and attempted to drag his wife and children away. You know what happened to that same old Tyr?”

I hold in a breath, not even daring to look at him. Even Zoro’s feigned equal breathing stops for a moment. I don’t respond, don’t even want to know about Tyr’s fate, but Law keeps on going.

“He turned into exactly what you are, Raya,” he says, his words quickening, tumbling out of his mouth with no regret. “And you know what he did?” Law leans in, his breath hitting my cheek coldly. “He was so consumed with his power, so lost in his own bottomless, consumed soul, he killed and tortured not only those men, but his two precious children and the wife that he adored more than anything.”

I can feel the blood draining from my face, the wrench slipping slightly in my grip – but Law keeps on going.

“So the thing about ‘Retribution’ is that you can be good. Dish it out to the deserved, change those who are able to be reformed. You can reign it in Raya,” he breathes out.

His eyes then darken, pinning me under his wrecked ship. “Or you can go off the rails. Go so off the rails, you’ll only be able to see red and red alone, and that power will quite certainly consume you, turn you, into the embodiment of Hell, just like good-natured, ordinary Tyr did. You’ll torture everyone, anyone, in sight, without even being aware of your own actions. Because all you will think about in that head of yours, echoing in every sick crevice, is of revenge, revenge, revenge. Pain, pain and even some more. So, if you don’t think you’re a good person now, what will you be when you transform?”

The silence that follows Law's words feels suffocating, like a heavy weight pressing down on my chest. Tyr. The image of him, once a loving family man, transformed into a monster by the same power that now courses through my veins, is impossible to shake. My hands begin to shake.

I can feel the pain in the air, not just from me but from everyone around. Bepo’s usually soft and comforting presence is tinged with anxiety, his paws fidgeting restlessly as he waits for me to respond.

And Zoro… my heart thumps harder, unable to swallow the lump in my throat as I catch his gaze. He isn’t even trying to feign sleep anymore. He stares at me, only steps away, his fingers itching as if to unsheathe his sword and plunge it into me.

Realisation floods into me, my skin prickling in shock as I turn from Zoro to Law. “You brought him here on purpose, didn’t you?” I whisper.

Law’s expression doesn't change, but the flicker of something in his eyes confirms my suspicion. He knew. He knew that Zoro would be here, that he would want to hear everything. A part of me wants to be furious, to lash out at him for orchestrating this, but another part—a deeper, quieter part—knows that this was inevitable. I just didn't want to face it.

Zoro’s gaze is piercing, unflinching, as he stares at me. The air between us is palpable, like a live wire crackling with trepidation. His hand hovers near his swords, and for a moment, I can’t tell if it's a reflex or a genuine threat. The thought chills me to the core.

You don’t scare me, Kozuki.

I know he’s not one to draw his blade without reason, but the way his eyes bore into mine makes it clear that he’s weighing every word, every movement, every breath.

You don’t scare me, Kozuki, but you sure as hell should be worried about me.

Law finally breaks the silence, his voice as calm and steady as ever, his fingers still remaining comfortable against his lap. As if seeing what was going through my head, he twitches his head behind to Zoro, and mutters out, “He didn’t know I was roping him into this, and neither did Bepo. If you want to lash out, do it to me. Not them.”

I swallow hard, the chill between us almost suffocating. My eyes flick between Bepo, Zoro, and Law, each of them representing different facets of my life—my past, my present, and the uncertain future that looms ahead. Law’s calm, calculating demeanour clashes with Zoro’s barely restrained fury, and Bepo’s concern only amplifies the weight of it all.

Zoro’s gaze pierces through me as those damned words echo through my head again, unyielding. ‘You don’t scare me, Kozuki.’

“What the fuck, Trafalgar,” Zoro suddenly manages to bite out, the veins in his hand flexing in tandem to his rushing thoughts.

“You deserved to know,” Law says, his gaze still stuck on me. “Out of your entire crew, you’re the one who’s least likely to be reckless with danger. And this time, that danger is Raya.”

“I listen to Luffy, and Luffy only.”

“Bullshit. Look at you - your hands are itching for a sword.”

Zoro grits down on his teeth, his gaze on me slightly wavering, almost as if he’s feeling a sense of guilt wash over him. My mouth slightly opens in surprise – maybe a little bit of betrayal surging through me as I understand Law’s statement rings true to him.

I bark out an incredulous laugh, looking at both men. Bepo seems to be in looking between Law and I, torn on whether to stand by his captain or his childhood friend.

“So, what, you’re going to kill me?” I bite out, my hand tightening so hard I feel the wrench tear into my skin. “Throw out the rotten fruit? Go on, I’d like to see you try.”

“No.” Law steps forward until he towers over me, dark eyes flickering down to my face. Zoro almost growls out seeing how close Law is, how our bodies almost touch but both of us are too busy to hear him.

As I release a breath, the wind slowly begins to pick up around me, as if challenging Law to fight. My hair flits upwards into the air with small embers of fire that seep through many miscellaneous strands of brown. My eyes remain on him, sizing him up, wondering how it would feel if I could just plunge this wrench into his chest and taste his blood.

My eyes widen slightly at my intrusive thoughts, shock paralysing me and rooting me to the floor. Never in my life have I…

Law only observes me with a curled down frown, his ink black hair whipping from the rising wind.

“It’s happening, isn’t it?” He murmurs lowly, lips pursed only ever so slightly. “You thought of something unsavoury.”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I rise my chin up at him.

He kisses his teeth and grabs my wrist, his tattooed fingers curling over my skin tightly, as if knowing I would try to slip out and run away. A blue light seep from beneath his finger pads, my tan skin consuming its colour like an incubus. A sound, almost faint, whirls around me; a feminine voice uttering out words in a language that was definitely not born from the grounds of earth.

“Don’t fuck with me, Raya. Stop it with the dumbass defiant act,” he warns, the light underneath his hand glowing with more colour.

“Then why don’t you be a lovely doctor and move your hands away,” I retort.

Zoro growls at Law with outrage and boulders his way past Bepo - who looks like he’s about to pass out – and grabs him by the same glowing wrist that lays on me.

“Take your fucking hands off her before I cut them off,” he murmurs lowly, his eyes slitted demonically.

Law, outraged, whips his head around at Zoro. “What do you think you-“

But it’s too late. The glow in Law’s hands and fingers grows larger, bigger, taking up all the air in the room until even the fire that lights up the stalactite ceiling disappears.

It feels like the world around us has taken a deep breath and gasped out, snuffing our vision out.

It’s dark, almost like a black void has consumed me. There’s nothing but black, black, and black, assaulting my vision in drowning shades. My head turns this way and that way, my eyes hungrily, desperately, searching for something, and the sounds of someone scrambling on the floor resound in the chillingly silent cavern.

“L-Law! What’s happened?” Bepo desperately calls out, his heavy footsteps aimlessly thundering around me. I let out a strangled gasp, my eyes subconsciously widening almost as if trying to consume something, anything that I can see.

I hear Law from below me, on the floor, his heavy boots struggling to find purchase to stand up. Whatever he was casting threw him to the ground, his groans an outcome of his power.

A hot breath flattens against my skin, prickling my hair on my neck, making me instantly look up and try to figure out the source.

“Calm down,” Zoro mutters to me, his breath tickling the shell of my ear, my face coming into contact with what could be his hard chest. His rough fingers curl over my wrist, held so tightly it feels like he won’t dare to let go.

Unable to think, I comply and breathe in slowly through my mouth. Law sounds to be standing on his feet, slightly stumbling in blindness, before he growls out,

“You fucked up, Zoro.”

I furrow my brows together, my head whipping to Trafalgar’s direction, but before I can respond, Law bites out another remark.

“Look down.”

With nothing else I can do, I lower my head and my eyes come into contact with my wrist. A small, faint flicker of blue light encircles around my skin like a cuff, laying on my skin so tightly it almost becomes even painful to twist it.

It flickers again as it gains more energy, more colour, until the thin ring of light transforms into a shackled cuff. It glows in the darkness, giving light to my surroundings, my breath catching in my throat as I look around. My eyes instantly lock on to Law, who has his jaw clenched tightly. But a slight twinge of sardonic humour glints in his eyes as he turns to Zoro, who’s looking furiously at him, his grip on me unrelenting.

“Law? What-what did you do?” Bepo squeaks out, his eyes bulging out of his skull. “What just happened?!”

“What the fuck is this?” I demand, staring down at my wrist.

Law sighs heavily, ignoring both Bepo and I. He doesn’t look away from Zoro’s intense gaze, almost frowning in betrayal. “Roronoa, do you really think I would’ve killed her?”

I hear Zoro’s teeth grit together almost too painfully before he says, “You were too close to her for my liking.”

Law rolls his eyes, trying to clear the surprised glint in them. “Well,” Law muses, his finger pointing at Zoro’s wrist. “You won’t be having that problem anymore.”

Immediately, we all look down to Zoro’s wrist.

A faint twin blue flickers against his large wrist, gaining more and more light to restrict his skin into a painfully tight circle. He moves his wrist reflexively, hissing out a curse as it also drags my wrist in his direction. I topple over with a yelp, my elbow barraging into his chest.

Instantly, my face falters. I look closely at the cuff around my skin, the way it sections out into a pattern of interlocked chains, growing and growing to meet Zoro’s. Zoro’s face contorts into a horrified realisation that mirrors mine, his wrist – and in extension, mine - tugging in front of his face as if to test the theory out.

My head whips up as I murderously look at Trafalgar.

“Oh, you did not do what I just think you did,” I snap.

Trafalgar only smiles at me, devoid of any humour. “He should’ve moved out of the way.”

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twilightmalachite · 11 months ago

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Yuuta Aoi - Budding Season

Author: Yuumasu

Characters: Yuuta, Rinne, HiMERU, Kohaku

Translator: Mika Enstars

"(I-Ignore him, ignore him…! If I react, I lose!)"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: CosPro Office (Conference Area)

Yuuta: (Yaaay, I got some super-spicy rice crackers from someone at the agency!)

(Thanks for the mea~l. *chew chew*)

(Ah~, delicious! This tingling sensation that lingers on the tongue is just the best…☆)

(Since we’ve advertised ourselves as “the older brother who likes sweet food” and “the younger brother who likes spicy food” to emphasize our twin characters…)

(Those around us can tell us apart, and I don’t have any problem getting spicy food these days~.)

(I get told things like “It was a gift from a business partner, so I saved it for you, Yuuta-san” and “I saw this during a business trip, so I bought it for you”…)

(I’m so glad I’ve been using my love for spicy food as my appeal…☆)

(I’ll have to remember to mention that in my in my interview with the idol magazine today. ♪)

(…I have a lot of solo work tomorrow, too. I’ve gotten a sudden increase in individual appearances lately…)

(I guess it’s because half of 2wink, that sold themselves for their identical looks, suddenly got an image change?)

(Though my blood does boil when trashy gossip mags will write about it and call it a “rebellious phase that came late” or an “agency policy” or whatever.)

(But I try to tell myself it’s better than not being talked about at all.)

Yuuta: (…But when I get pissed off, I get seriously pissed off, though~.)

(Anyhow. The attention I’ll be getting for this is temporary, so I need to make sure I don’t get too cocky.)

(Right now, it’s just bonus time. I’m only being featured out of amusement, because they find it unusual and unheard of—)

(I need to properly give thought on how to proceed myself as 2wink, and as Aoi Yuuta…)

(I know things won’t be the same as they used to… How can I convey who I am now…?)

(……)

(Nope, I don’t have any ideas…)

(Maybe I’ll read idol magazines and ponder it.)

Rinne: Heya all~, Crazy:B minus Niki has arrived! ♪

Yuuta: (Ugh. Someone troublesome just came in!)

(I’ll hide my face behind this magazine to not be noticed…)

Rinne: Ooh, I see a little cutie! Yu~ta ♪

Yuuta: (Ignore him, ignore him…)

Rinne: That’s the magazine with Crazy:B’s gravure!

Are ya takin’ notice to me? I’m embarrassed~, Gyahaha! ☆

Yuuta: (I-Ignore him, ignore him…! If I react, I lose!)

HiMERU: —Amagi, quit it.

Kohaku: What he said. Can’t ya see you’re botherin’ Yuuta-han?

Rinne: It’s fine, it’s fiiine! Yuta and I are buddies!

Don’t ignore me, Yuta! Come have a nice chat with your big bro, ‘kay?

Yuuta: You are not my big bro!

Rinne: Theeere we go. Finally lookin’ at me, eh?

You eatin’ those spicy rice crackers again? Won’t ya upset yer stomach eatin’ too much of that stuff?

Yuuta: None of your business.

Rinne: Hmm… Are ya growin’ your hair out more?

Yuuta: It’s less that I’m growing it out, and just that I’m not cutting it.

I’m free to do whatever I want with my hair, as long as it doesn’t get in the way of work, aren’t I?

HiMERU: HiMERU agrees. Growing your hair long means more options for styling it.

Kohaku: Is that the reason why Niki-han’s got long hair too?

Rinne: In that guy’s case, growin’ it out would do nothin’ but just have it be longer, wouldn’t it?

He had his hair pulled back when we first met too, just shorter than it is now.

Kohaku: Is that so? …Yuuta-han, can I ask ya a stupid question that’s been on my mind for a while?

Is that hairstyle some sorta show of respect to Madara-han?

Yuuta: Huh, Mikejima-senpai?

Kohaku: Y’know, the half-up sorta look. It’s similar to how Madara-han wears his hair, y’know?

So I figured it maybe was a matter of respect. Doesn’t seem to be the case though, judgin’ from your reaction.

Yuuta: Ahaha… Yeah, it’s just a coincidence. I figured it’d be a little boring if I just grew it out.

It’d get in my face when I move around, so I just tied the sides of my hair up.

It’s a surprise to me that it was taken as a sign of respect for Mikejima-senpai. If I’m gonna grow my hair out, I gotta learn how to style it, huh…

Rinne: How ’bout we Crazy:B try givin’ producin’ yer hairstyle a try, Yuta? We’ll cook ya up a good meal!

Yuuta: Thank you very much~, if you’d be so kind, I’d appreciate it, then~.

Rinne: Ah, I thought ya would never agree to that in your life.

Yuuta: Ahaha. ♪ Seems like the magazine reporter is here to see me, so you’ll have to excuse me first.

HiMERU: Yes. I apologize for our Amagi.

Rinne: The hell you mean by that?

See ya later then, Yuta.

Kohaku: Do your best at work!

Yuuta: (Produce my hairstyle, huuuh?… Crazy:B’s changed, too. They weren’t that type of character when they first debuted.)

(…Guess the same goes for me. Back when I first debuted… No, even since when we’d perform on the streets, all I did was imitate Aniki.)

(As the two-in-one twin idols, 2wink.)

(Because, that was the strongest weapon we had.)

Yuuta: (…How will I change? How will I grow and who will I become?)

(……)

(I don’t know, so I’ll just do what I’m able to do now. One by one, as Aoi Yuuta would.)

(If I build myself up carefully like this, then one day—)

(I believe I’ll reach the future I desire.)

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jujumin-translates · 6 months ago

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[A3!] ★ Main Story | Act 14 - DREAM CATCHER | Episode 24 - A Showy Greeting

Sakyo: How are the ticket sales going?

Manager: Overall, we’re selling out pretty well, but we’ve still got some extras when it comes to the weekday performances.

Manager: Thanks to Spring Troupe’s popularity, the initial responses has been better, but compared to the momentum we had before…

Sakyo: Just the number of performances we’re doing itself has increased due to the new Fleur Award. Not to mention that we’ve got a lot of overlapping dates, so the audience is probably more spread out.

Izumi: Should we consider doing some kind of promotion?

Sakyo: No, we still have some time. Let’s just wait and see how things go.

*Door opens*

Kumon: Tenma-san said he’ll be home soon!

Izumi: Huh? Really?

Yuki: He sure got here surprisingly fast.

Misumi: Let’s go greet him~.

Kazunari: Yeah!

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*Door opens*

Tenma: I’m hom--.

*Party poppers go off*

Misumi: Welcome home~!

Kazunari: Welcome back, TenTen!

Muku: Welcome home!

Tenma: Hold on, the hell kinda greeting is this!? It’s not my birthday!

Yuki: It just kept getting more and more showy.

Muku: At first, we all just greeted each other normally.

Kazunari: But this was the last one, so we just had to~!

Tenma: Alright, I’m gonna go drop off my bags, and then we’ll meet up in the practice room.

Kumon: Already!?

Kazunari: We’re rehearsing right now!?

Izumi: Aren’t you jet-lagged? Are you sure?

Muku: Maybe it’d be better if you rested a little bit…

Yuki: You better not go overboard and immediately flop right off the bat.

Tenma: Just who do you think you’re talking about? I’m a successful actor who’s handled all kinds of overcrowded schedules that you couldn’t even imagine.

Yuki: Whatever you say.

Kazunari: Ahaha, that’s our TenTen~.

Yuki: If he’s got this much energy, he’ll be fine.

Misumi: I can’t wait ‘cause it’s been so long since we’ve had a full Summer Troupe rehearsal~!

Kumon: Let’s hurry up and go~!

Izumi: Alright, if you’re sure, we’ll start rehearsal in ten minutes.

Izumi: (It seems like all of them are motivated by the success of their respective “challenges”!)

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Tenma: “Ah, I forgot. I’ll go fill it up.”

Tenma: “What do you mean while I’m at it!?”

Misumi: Ding dong!

Tenma: ?

*Door opens*

Kazunari: Summer Eats here!

Misumi: Onigiri midnight snack for six!

Tenma: Hold on, that’s way too much!

Misumi: Let’s all eat ‘em together~!

Yuki: We can use the soapboxes as a table.

Kumon: Right, Tenma-san, do you want me to give you a massage later? Your body must be stiff from being on a plane for so long, right?

Tenma: A massage?

Kumon: I studied sports massages on my own when I was on the baseball team, and the other day Yamaguchi asked me if those could be applied to actors too.

Kumon: So I did some research and found this stage trainer who massages actors to keep them in good physical condition.

Kumon: I looked into some massages that might help, and I wanna give them a try!

Tenma: What am I, your test subject!?

Kazunari: But we do use our whole bodies during performances, so something like that would be pretty helpful.

Muku: And it’d be a good way to prevent injuries.

Misumi: I want one too!

Kumon: Sure thing~!

Kazunari: Ah, right. I just printed off the flyers. Lookie, lookie!

Muku: Wahh, it looks so cool!

Tenma: Nice. It’s got the same feel as our debut, but with a sense that we’ve moved forward.

Kazunari: It’s all thanks to me traveling around Europe and getting tons of inspo. The ideas just poured outta me~.

Kazunari: And that’s why I think I’m pretty satisfied with the design!

Muku: You didn’t make too many major changes with the costume designs this time around either, did you, Yuki-kun?

Yuki: That’s right. The debut performance costumes were completely my own designs, and they all fit each character as well as everyone in Summer Troupe.

Yuki: That’s why I went with those designs.

Tenma: Yeah. I think it’s nice seeing something that gives the feel of it getting a simple update.

Muku: That’ll help our changes as actors stand out more too.

Misumi: I love the Genie’s costume~.

Kumon: I’m glad that my Genie of the Ring costume looks like it goes with Sumi-san’s!

Kazunari: Thanks to how glam the accessories are and how great the flyer looks, I feel like I can really appreciate these costumes again~.

Yuki: Speaking of accessories, Misumi, how are you liking that bromide case I made the other day?

Misumi: Ah, it’s perfect! Thanks, Yuki!

Muku: Bromide?

Misumi: Here, look~!

Kazunari: That’s…

Misumi: A picture of Gramps! Syu gave it to me~!

Yuki: Huh, that’s pretty nice.

Kumon: It’s pretty rare to see a photo where Hakkaku-san’s the focus like that!

Kazunari: And is that a baby that Hakkaku-san’s holding in that pic?

Misumi: That’s me~. Syu told me the picture was taken right around when I was born.

Misumi: He said that Gramps said that he’d wanna see me on stage if I grew up to become an actor.

Kumon: I see…

Misumi: Gramps didn’t really like having his picture taken, so there’s hardly any pictures of him. That’s why I was really surprised to see this one~.

Tenma: It’s pretty incredible that Syu-san had such a precious photo like that…

Kazunari: That’s a die-hard fan for ya~!

Yuki: I’m surprised he gave you something from his prized collection.

Misumi: He said that I should have it ‘cause I’m family. Here, and on the back of the picture--.

Muku: Is that your name written on it, Misumi-san?

Misumi: Yup. Syu said that Gramps wrote my name here after he decided on it to show everyone.

Tenma: He was right. You really should be the one to have it, Misumi.

Misumi: Ah, but Syu also took a picture of this picture with his phone.

Kazunari: He’s still as cunning as ever, huh~.

Misumi: And then Yuki made me a holder for it so I could put it in there rather than just carry it around~.

Yuki: If you had just kept it in your pocket as it was, it would been torn to shreds before you knew it.

Muku: It’s cute with all the different triangles on it!

Misumi: Ehehe, it’s really nice, isn’t it~? It’s a treasure that I can carry with me all the time!

Misumi: And if I have it with me during performances, it’ll be like Gramps is watching me closely!

Yuki: While I get the sentiment, it might be better to leave it in the wings during performances.

Kumon: You wouldn’t wanna drop it or anything.

Misumi: Okay, got it!

Tenma: If Hakkaku-san’s gonna be watching us too, then we better get fired up.

Misumi: Watch over us as get even better than before, okay, Gramps?

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aeoki · 5 months ago

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Number Eight - Tripping: Chapter 3

Characters: Rinne, HiMERU, Kohaku & Niki Location: Inside Truck Container

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Niki: *Yawns…* ♪

Mmm~ I can’t tell what’s going on since there’s no light in here…

Kohaku: You seem pretty sleepy, Niki-han. You should take a nap.

Your intestines don’t absorb nutrients that well, so you’ll just hurt your body if you don’t rest, you know?

Niki: Oh, I’m okay. I’ll feel bad if I’m the only one sleeping.

Still, we’ve been in a bus, a helicopter, a plane, a car and now a truck~ I wonder how far we’ve come.

Rinne: …………

HiMERU: Is Amagi… asleep?

Niki: Yeah. It’s dark so I can’t really see, but he’s oddly quiet.

Are you awake, Rinne-kun~?

Rinne: Yeah. Just saving some energy. I bet there’ll be a long road ahead of us.

There’s definitely nothing worth filming in this darkness, anyway~

HiMERU: Amagi is right. The cameras won’t be effective in this situation, so it’s the perfect time to rest.

The driver says there’s still around three hours left on the road. That’s ample time for resting.

Kohaku: We were saved by hitchhikin’.

We might not be able to find our car, but maybe we can reach our goal by hoppin’ from car to car.

HiMERU: Indeed. HiMERU doesn't know what conditions we must fulfil to complete the “???” mission.

But even the producers wouldn’t find it interesting if it’s too unreasonable of a mission. The mission should be completed once we reach the next town.

Niki: Trying to figure out what the mission’s actually telling us to do, huh. You’re good at that sorta stuff, aren’t you, HiMERU-kun~?

HiMERU: Well, usually, Amagi would take the initiative and think about these things first, though.

Amagi is resting and preparing for what’s to come. It’s not something HiMERU would go as far as saying that’s what HiMERU predicts he’ll do. It’s more like something that’s “typical” of him.

Rinne: Don’t start being nice in the oddest of times. It actually feels pretty creepy.

…Oh. Looks like the truck’s stopped.

Maybe it’s ‘cause there aren’t that many cars on the road at night, but we got here pretty quickly. Looks like the driver’s opening the door, so let’s get out.

Niki: Wow…!

It’s the beach! Guys, we’re at the beach! Look!

The beach looks really gentle when it’s lit up by the moonlight. I don’t think I’ll be scared of the night if it looks like this~♪

Rinne: It’s nothin’ to make a fuss about. Didn’t you learn at school not to make so much noise at night?

Niki: Hey, that’s discrimination, Rinne-kun. You know I didn’t go to high school!

Kohaku: I didn’t, either. Could you refrain from such thoughtless remarks~?

Niki: You better write an apology letter, you hear!

HiMERU: Please, enough arguing, everyone. Being an idol is one of the few jobs where your academic background has little to no importance.

In any case, we haven’t reached the next town, so why have we been let off here?

Is the driver taking a break? Well, the driver let us off and has returned to the driver’s seat, so something isn’t right.

Kohaku: Hmm. How odd. Why were we dropped off at such a strange place…?

Don’t tell me they didn’t want to take us all the way to the next town?

No, if that’s true, then…

No! The truck left!

HiMERU: Ugh. Is this also something that was set up by the show?

They shook us off the moment we had a peace of mind… To think we fell for the same trick twice – it’s not very smart.

Niki: Hey, you two~ Don’t be so grumpy.

Kohaku: You say that but it doesn’t change the fact that we’re sufferin’ from one thing after the other.

Niki: No, that’s not what I mean… Come on, look over there!

Rinne: That’s… the ES company car we used before, right?

It’s weird that we were dropped off here of all places, but… was that truck driver also part of the show?

Niki: Yeah. There’s no way the driver would just dump us out here for no reason!

They did their job and brought us to our car!

HiMERU: They definitely dropped us off at a place where we could see the car and then promptly left.

They must have been someone that was involved with the show.

Rinne: Someone involved, huh? If that’s true, then I wish they were nicer to us~

HiMERU: They were plenty nice. After all, they helped us find our car.

Kohaku: And it looks like we’ve completed the “???” mission. We also get to see the conditions for the missions now.

HiMERU: Right. The mission just now was “Hitchhike your way to reclaim your stolen car”...

In other words, our situation fulfils the conditions for completion.

And our reward is “petrol”... It seems the ES company car has been filled.

Niki: Does that mean the ones who stole the car also filled it up?

Either way, it’s exactly as you guessed, HiMERU-kun. We can finally start driving on our own again!

We’ll leave the driving to you, Rinne-kun!

Rinne: Yup, just leave it to me… is what I’d love to say, but…

Niki: ?

Rinne: We’ve been holed up in a cramped and dark container for the past couple of hours. It might not be a bad idea to feel the night breeze and to breathe in some clean air for a bit, right?

Look, we can see the sea from the West Coast. It feels kinda weird when you realise our hometown is way beyond that, right?

Niki: What? You told me not to make a fuss and yet, here you are, enjoying this overseas trip to the fullest.

Well, it’s fine. It feels like we could finally catch a break.

We’ll rest for a bit, pick ourselves up and then roll the dice again.

Rinne: Yup. It’s definitely gonna get cold real quick, so we’ll head back into the car when it does.

Until then, let’s gaze out at the sea and rest for a while.

………♪

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leaderoffestivals · 15 days ago

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Helios Rising Heroes: cat's whims

Gast: That said, if you’re recommending love stories or something… I guess I could read one—for, you know, educational purposes. Ren: No, I won’t be able to recommend anything from a genre I don’t read.

Story unlocked from the skill tree in Gast Adler’s 3* Hero Card, Dear Mr. Postman Characters: Gast Adler, Kisaragi Ren

Gast: Well then, now that our patrol’s done, how about we stop by the bookstore on the way back?

Ren: Ugh. Comics again?

Gast: Nah. I’m thinking of picking up a novel today.

Ren: You? That’s unexpected.

Gast: Haha! Replying to fan letters the other day was such a pain, you know? I figured it wouldn’t hurt to brush up on my reading now and again.

That’s why I’d appreciate it if you could tag along and recommend a novel that even I might be able to read.

Ren: … … Fine. I’ll join you.

Gast: Huh? That’d be a really great help but… … Do you have something to do at the bookstore too, Ren?

Ren: … … Yeah. There’s a book I want. I’ll grab it while I’m there.

Gast: Well, that works out perfectly. Let’s go ♪

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< At the bookstore… Bells at the door chime as they enter. >

Roy: Ah, Gast-san! Thanks for your hard work today!

Gast: Hey, Roy. On store duty today, huh?

Roy: Yeah. My parents are out running errands, so I’m holding the fort for now. What can I help you with? Comics? Fashion mags? We’ve got them all.

Gast: Actually, I’m thinking of reading a novel for a change. Ren here is going to recommend something for me.

Ren: … … … …

Roy: Oh? Back again today?

Gast: Hm? Again today?

Roy: Yep. He was here yesterday too. Isn’t that right, Ren?

Ren: … … … Uh. Y-yeah.

Gast: Huh? Didn’t you say you had a book you wanted to get?

Ren: Uh. There was something I forgot to buy.

Roy: Wow. Even after buying close to ten books yesterday, you’re already back for more. You must really love books, huh?

Ren: … … Yeah.

Roy: Well, let me know if you need anything. If we don’t have it in the store, we can always order it for ya.

Gast: Well, I don’t want to keep you from your work either, so we’ll just browse for now.

Roy: Sure, take your time! ______________________________________________________

Gast: Well, here we are in the novel section. So many books… It’s hard to know where to start, huh~?

Ren: Well, what kind of books are you looking for?

Gast: Hmm, something easy to follow. Complicated plots are a bit much for me, so I’d prefer something entertaining over artsy.

That said, if you’re recommending love stories or something… I guess I could read one—for, you know, educational purposes.

Ren: No, I won’t be able to recommend anything from a genre I don’t read.

Well, how about this book—The Door into Winter? It looks like something you might enjoy.

It’s a classic Sci-Fi novel. The premise isn't complex, so it’s easy to get into and it’s got a solid plot. It’s also a common choice for children’s book reports.

Gast: Oh, Sci-Fi, huh? I’ve avoided it cos’ the premises always seemed too complicated, but if kids can enjoy it, I probably can too.

Ren: And this one here’s a short horror story, but I recommend it too—The White Cat. The plot twist at the end is great.

Gast: It’s nice that it’s short—but, uh, horror? I don’t dislike it, but right now, I’m in the mood for something more light-hearted.

Ren: A light-hearted story… … In that case, how about—A Cat Am I? I’m not a fan of the ending, but it’s light and easy to read—

Gast: Huh? W-wait a second.

Ren: What?

Gast: These are all books about cats, aren’t they? Even The Door into Winter—it’s got cats on the cover!

Ren: … … It’s just a coincidence. Every one of them is a classic with an entertaining and easy-to-understand story.

Gast: Hmm? Is that so? In that case, I’ll take all three.

Gast: I’ll let you know my thoughts on them after I’m done ♪

Ren: Write them down. I’ll read it if it’s in the form of a book report.

Gast: Haha, deal. By the way, aren’t you going to grab some books yourself, Ren?

Ren: I’m good.

Gast: Huh? Didn’t you say there was something you forgot to buy?

Ren: !

Uh—I thought I did, but it turns out I didn't. So just go and pay for your stuff already.

Gast: ? Okay… ______________________________________________________

Gast: Well, I’ll save these novels for bedtime reading. Since we’re already here, how about we drop by a darts bar on our way back?

Ren: You… Darts again?

Gast: Haha. It’s a fun and casual way to pass the time, you know? It’s just that it’s no fun to play alone, so I need someone to play against… …

Ren: … … If it’s just for a little while, I’ll join you.

Gast: Wha—Ren!? You mean it!?

Ren: What’s with that reaction?

Gast: It’s just so unexpected, Ren. You usually wouldn’t agree to play darts with me… …

Ren: Oi, are we going or not? Make up your mind.

Gast: Oh, we’re going! Haha, there’s a place nearby I go to regularly. Come on, let me show you the way ♪

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<Later, outside the darts bar… >

Gast: Wowww~ that was a blast. We somehow ended up playing five games, huh?

I’ve got to say, Ren, you’re a natural. The way you corrected yourself after a miss was seriously impressive.

Ren: Hmph. Darts isn’t even that hard. Once you’ve got your form down, it’s all about making adjustments, just like you would for shooting.

Gast: No way, that’s the hardest part! If we’d played one more game, I’d probably have lost.

Ren: Who knows? But I wouldn’t have minded playing another round with you.

Gast: Hmmm~?

Ren: Huh? What?

Gast: I was just thinking… you’re being unusually social today, Ren.

Ren: … … That’s not true.

Gast: No, it totally is.

Um. Usually, when I invite you to do something, you hit me with a bunch of sharp responses like “Not interested,” “Not my concern,” or “Stop bothering me.” Those really sting, you know?

Ren: Well, it’s because you’re hella annoying, that’s why.

Gast: See! That’s exactly the kind of response I’m talking about!

Ren: … … Sigh.

Gast: Don’t get me wrong, I’m genuinely happy you agreed to hang out. However, if I’m really forcing you to do stuff you rather not, I’d feel bad about it.

Ren: … … When I was delivering those letters, you went out of your way to help me with the route planning. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to return the favour once in a while.

But I didn’t expect you to overthink it and call it me being “unusually social.”

Gast: Oh~, so that’s why, huh?

Haha. Sorry, that was a mean thing for me to say earlier. I was just surprised you agreed to hang out with me—it’s rare, so I got carried away.

Ren: Hmph… …

Gast: Hey~, would you mind hanging out with me for a little longer? Things have been so hectic lately, I could really use something relaxing.

Ren: … … Something relaxing?

Gast: I’d like to go spend some time with cats. That’s the ultimate stress relief, isn’t it?

Ren: There’s no helping it, I guess. I’ll join you, just this once.

Gast: Haha, thank you~ ♪

Ren: Hey. Let's get going already.

Gast: Alright~ ♪

The End

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Translator's Notes:

This story cat's whims is unlocked from the skill tree in Gast Adler’s 3* Hero Card, Dear Mr. Postman.

It's also dedicated to e-san. Thank you for all the encouragement, the 2am brainrotting over Enstars and Helios, for laughing with me at Ren's tsundere way of caring, at Gast's being so uwu, at whether Gast was teasing or serious about Ren recommending love stories, at the irony of Gast not getting Sci-fi despite being in a game that's all about it and so on. I'm so glad that we have the same oshis. Merry Christmas!

It's not proofed, so if there's any mistakes or feedback, please DM me.

#Helios Rising Heroes #Gast Adler #Ren Kisaragi #Dear Mr. Postman #Helios stories are so much easier than Enstars #Madara-Gast Enstars-Helios collab when

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hollywoodxwhore · 2 years ago

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Ours | Chapter Four

Colson x Presley (Original Female Character)

Synopsis: Presley and Colson fell in love accidentally, but they were meant to be. Now that all the obstacles have been removed, they're moving in together in LA. Now, they have all the time in the world for Colson to teach Presley all of the things he knows. This fic is the sequel to Mine, which can be found in my masterlist!

Content/Warnings: Smut (18+), omorashi/piss kink, swearing, oral sex (f receiving)

Here you go, all you freaks in mine and @jinx-on-mars-19xx's inboxes! I promised I would include omorashi/piss kink at some point. It's my first time writing it, so hopefully I did it justice. Let me know what y'all think! Also, angst is coming soon, I promise.

Presley

If there’s one thing in the world that I hate the most, it’s LA traffic.

I hate going anywhere in LA. We could be going somewhere three miles away and it would still take us half an hour to get there. The highway is always bumper to bumper, no matter what time of day we drive. And today is no different, despite the fact that it’s a Tuesday morning.

Colson took us into the city for breakfast, a nice change of pace from our usual routine of staying in bed until we’re starving, dragging ourselves to the kitchen for food, and then going back to bed to fuck until lunch time.

I’m certainly not complaining about this life. Any time I get with Colson is amazing, and I know we won’t always have this much time on our hands, so I’m savoring it. But going out to breakfast was a lot of fun. The food was delicious and the weather was nice. Now, we’re headed back home for a few hours before Col has to go to the studio. I might even tag along today.

But the goddamn traffic.

I hate it always, but today, it’s ten times worse. A mimosa and two big glasses of water had been great companions to my breakfast, but I’m really starting to regret it now. We’ve barely moved and out of nowhere, I have to pee like nobody’s business. I cross my legs and shift a little in the seat, uncomfortable and anxious. “Ugh, I hate this shit,” I mutter.

Colson rests a hand on my thigh. “I know,” he sighs. “Definitely a drawback to living in the city.” I try to busy myself with watching him, but my belly is so full that it’s starting to hurt.

“How much longer?” I ask.

“We’re only a couple exits from home, but with traffic, I don’t know,” he says, shrugging. “Twenty minutes?” I groan and let my head fall back against the headrest, legs jiggling. “Hey. You okay?” Colson asks, eyeing me.

My cheeks flush. I’m not sure why this is embarrassing for me, but admitting what my body needs feels…humiliating for some reason. “I’m fine,” I say tightly, looking out the window.

Colson is quiet for a second and I think he’s going to drop it, but then he’s pulling my thigh so my legs spread and I gasp softly, slamming my knees back together.

“Ha. I knew it,” Colson says, and when I look over at him, he’s smirking.

“Knew what?” I ask.

“You have to pee,” he says, and he sounds almost smug.

“So?” I ask sulkily, crossing my arms and legs at the same time.

“Why didn’t you go before we left?”

“I didn’t have to go then,” I mutter. Fuck. I squirm a little more, unable to stay still.

“How bad is it?” Colson asks. My cheeks are burning with embarrassment. A bead of sweat rolls down my spine and I shiver, arching my back a little. Colson chuckles. “Bad, huh?”

“Leave me alone,” I whine.

“Don’t piss yourself in my car,” he says, and I shoot him a look, but my breath hitches when I see his face. His eyes. They’re dark, a sure sign of pure arousal. I swallow hard and stare back at him. “What?” he asks huskily.

“You’re into this,” I realize suddenly. “Thought you only liked giving golden showers.”

Colson clears his throat and shrugs. “That’s part of it,” he says. “But this? This works for me, too.” He eyes me up and down during a moment of standstill traffic and I squirm beneath his gaze, still embarrassed, but slightly less now, knowing he’s into it.

“So, what do you want to happen?” I ask.

Colson shrugs. “I want you to make it home,” he says, reaching down to adjust his cock in his jeans. “But then I want you to hold it. Maybe even let me fuck you while you do.”

My eyes go huge. “Wh-what? There’s no way I can make it through that–”

“Even better.”

I stare at my boyfriend in awe. I knew he was into some kinky shit, but I wasn’t expecting this. This is so…vulnerable. “I’ll piss myself for sure if that happens,” I tell him shakily, and his eyelashes flutter as his teeth sink into his bottom lip. “Is…is that what you want?” I ask slowly.

Colson swallows hard, then nods. He glances at me quickly and then looks away. “If you’re not into it, we don’t have to,” he mumbles.

I bring a shaky hand to his thigh. “I’ll try anything you want,” I tell him quietly.

“Really?” he asks, looking over at me with a stunned expression. “Shit, baby. We can stop if and whenever you want to.”

“I trust you,” I say. After our first time having rough sex, we discussed a safe word system. Essentially, green means go, yellow means proceed with caution, and red means stop. I know he’ll listen to me if I want to stop.

The rest of the drive is pure torture. Now that I know Colson is into it, I stop trying so hard to hide my desperation. I whine and squirm when I need to, and I slip my hands between my thighs. Colson is eating up every second of it, trying his best to focus on traffic but doing a pretty shitty job. He veers off our exit as soon as we reach it, and although he’s driving fast because he’s eager, I’m thankful for it. The sooner we get home, the sooner I get to empty my overfull bladder.

Colson parks in the garage and saunters over to get my door. I waddle inside with him, looking longingly at the bathroom downstairs, but he just takes my hand and tugs me toward our bedroom. I light up a little when we walk into the adjoining bathroom, wondering if he’s changed his mind, but then, he pulls back the shower curtain.

Colson turns to face me, his eyes dark and his bottom lip between his teeth. “Take off your clothes,” he says. I gulp and do as I’m told, careful to move slowly when I remove my jeans. Colson’s eyes are all over me, his eyes full of a hunger I’ve never seen before. He walks over to me and I suck in a sharp breath as his large palm covers my lower belly. I brace myself but he doesn’t apply pressure. Instead, he slips his hand down between my legs.

I whimper, legs trembling as he rubs my clit slowly. I’m absolutely dying to pee, probably never been so desperate in my entire life, but my body will never not react to Colson. I let my head fall back, keeping my muscles tense so I don’t humiliate myself before we even start.

Suddenly, Colson’s hand is gone and I open my eyes, but he’s no longer in front of me. He’s getting onto his knees. My eyes widen and I shake my head but then he’s lifting my leg over his shoulder, gripping my ass, and pulling my pussy to his mouth.

“Fuck!” I practically squeal, digging my hands into his hair and tugging. My heart is pounding so hard that I’m almost dizzy, and I can’t deny the pleasure-pain of it all. I’m extra sensitive like this, and my legs start to shake way quicker than usual. “Colson–”

He pulls back and smirks up at me with dark eyes. “Had to get you ready for me, baby,” he explains nonchalantly, then gets to his feet again. He strips down and steps into the shower, reaching for my hand to help me in. I wince with every movement I make. My palms are sweaty with nerves.

“Are you sure you’re into this?” I ask. “Because I don’t…I don’t know if I can…”

“Hold it?” Colson finishes for me. My cheeks redden and I nod. Colson wets his lips. “I promise I’m into it,” he assures me, touching my cheek. He leans down to kiss me, and then without warning, hoists me into his arms. I shriek as he jostles my body, my legs spreading to wrap around him, and I clench all my muscles as I leak against my own will. I whine and arch my back.

“Fuck,” Colson mutters lowly. I open my eyes and look at him helplessly. With his eyes locked on mine, Colson surges forward, burying himself inside me. My mouth opens in a silent scream and I dig my nails into his back so hard that I’m sure I have to be breaking the skin. It hurts so good, being so full in several different ways. Colson starts to work his hips into me, and with every thrust, I swear his cock is knocking into my bladder, even though I’m not sure that’s how things work anatomically.

“Doing so good for me, Pres,” he groans, squeezing my ass firmly as he picks up his pace.

“Colson, I can’t,” I whine, arching my back off the wall. My legs are practically convulsing around him as I try desperately to hold everything in, but it’s becoming fruitless. There’s no way I can hold on long enough for him to come, and if I come? It’s over for me.

“Yes you can, baby,” Colson says tightly. His chest shines with a thin layer of sweat and he’s so sexy all worked up like this. It makes me want to do well for him. He halts his thrusts for a second and looks into my eyes. “Color?”

I chew my lip, squirming. Now that he’s not moving, it’s even harder to hold it. I suck in a sharp breath when another leak slips out around his cock. My brain is not functioning properly with all this stimuli. But part of me can’t help but be curious about all this. I want to see how Colson reacts. So I swallow hard and say, “Green.”

“Good,” Colson moans, picking up his pace again. “Talk to me, baby. You close to losing it?”

“Y-yes,” I whimper, biting my lip hard.

Colson’s cock jerks inside of me. I can’t believe how into this he is. It’s turning me on, too. “Pres?”

“Y-yeah?”

“You’re not allowed to go,” he pants, “until you lose it. Got it?”

“Got it,” I squeak, knowing we aren’t very far from that point.

Colson looks down between us and groans softly. “Shiiiit, look at your stomach.” I look down and notice what he’s seeing: my stomach is swollen like there’s a balloon beneath my skin. I can’t even begin to imagine how much pee is inside of me, begging to come out.

All the breath rushes from my lungs when Colson brings a hand between us, resting it on my stomach. His thumb finds my clit, and the pleasurable pain hikes up another notch as he pushes on my bladder and rubs his thumb back and forth over my clit.

“Holy shit,” I whine. “Holy shit, Cols–” I’m so close to letting go. My stomach is starting to cramp and I can’t tell if I’m about to come or piss or both. He presses down again, his thumb applying more pressure, and I scream as my orgasm rips through me, completely taking me by surprise. My vision goes a little fuzzy as I clench around him.

As soon as I start to come down, my other need rushes to the front of my mind and my eyes widen. “Colson–” is the only warning I can give before my body just lets go.

My head falls back against the wall of the shower as I release around him, all my muscles relaxing now that I’m no longer fighting it. My chest heaves with the relief of it all, my bladder slowly deflating. Once I’m no longer completely blinded by desperation, I open my eyes and look at Colson.

I’ve never seen my boyfriend like this before.

His expression is one of such raw, animal arousal that it shocks me into silence. As my pee streams out of me, around his dick and down his legs, Colson growls. He fucks me as I let go, so hard that our skin slaps together wetly, and I whimper, so entranced by him.

“Fuck, baby, fuuuuuck,” he groans, hips jerking against mine as he comes. He gasps harshly and his knees buckle and I gasp as we land on the shower floor, me still in his lap, and somehow still peeing. Colson breathes hard, clinging to me, and finally, he lets his eyes open.

I whimper softly, biting my lip as it continues to flow out of me. I had no idea my body could even hold that much liquid. “Jesus,” Colson croaks. “You’re still going?”

“I told you how bad it was!” I hiss, cheeks warm with embarrassment. But I’m too relieved to care all that much. I slump against him as it finally tapers off, and then we’re both panting.

“Baby,” Colson rasps. “Presley.”

I wait in rigid silence, a little embarrassed and totally vulnerable.

“That was…oh my god, baby, that was so hot,” he breathes, rubbing my back. “Thank you for trying that for me.”

“Told you I’d try anything,” I say weakly, my head on his shoulder. I’m completely spent after that. Colson reaches up and turns on the shower. We sit on the floor for a while until finally, Colson helps me off him. My legs are still shaking too hard to stand and he washes us both right here on the floor. Once we’re finished, he helps me towel off and then carries me to the bedroom. I need a nap after that.

Colson slides into bed beside me and wraps an arm around me. He’s quiet but fidgety. “You okay?” I ask. “What, don’t tell me you have to pee now?” I tease.

Colson chuckles softly, relaxing a little. “I don’t,” he assures me. “I just…you know, when the moment’s gone, I get a little…weird? Embarrassed? About my kinks. Was that too far?”

“I would’ve said red if it was,” I remind him, touching his cheek. He looks down at me. “I love you,” I say, pressing a kiss to his nose. “I don’t judge anything you’re into. Besides, I kind of liked it,” I admit.

Colson’s brows lift. “Really?” he asks.

I nod. “Really. It was, like, pleasurable pain. You know?”

“Yes, yes I do,” Colson chuckles. I raise a brow and he looks sheepish. “I’ve, um, held it before, too. For pleasure purposes.”

“Really?” I ask. “Do you like doing it?”

Colson blushes, then nods.

I smirk. “Okay, so next time it’s your turn,” I say.

Colson bites his lip. “Deal,” he mutters, kissing me again.

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madraleen · 8 months ago

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Genshin Impact - Cyno’s Second Story Quest A Fond Commentary

(*from a Cynonari shipper)

-ASJFNJDFK, we’ve grown so close to Cyno over time, he’s so soft compared to when we first met him, he calls us friends, he invites us along, I cry. I remember thinking in his first quest, “We’ll win you over, we’ll win you over,” and now look at us :”).

-The fact that that man raised Cyno is hilarious to me. Their vibes are so different, it’s delightful.

-ASDKNDFS, “Bring Tighnari along too.” CYRUS!! Feed me, Cyrus!! The parental figure approves!!

-The fam is eating with Cyrus, I cry. Also, wdym they were both students together, you’re blurring the timeline again, argh!

-Kaveh!!

-Yes, we have some “us time” with Cyno, Tighnari and Collei, ily. Wtf is happening, they’re taking us camping?? Hoyo, you feed me so well!

-We’re all so happy, are we gonna get murdered or something

-I can’t believe we’re seeing Cyno jokes in an actual quest and not just in events, is this real?! Are we really getting soft Cyno, soft Cynonari, what is this, is this reality?! I’m so happy!

-Ahahaha, “it looks like we’ll get told off” and Tighnari’s face omg, I love this fam.

-Dude, this is so fun. And Hoyo knows exactly what they’re doing with the “three tents,” you can’t change my mind. Who shares?

-Cyno smiles at us, my heart, I cannot (*Cyno smiles a lot in this quest :’))))

-Kaveh and Alhaitham. Hoyo knows.

-Everyone’s so domestic, thank you Hoyo, thank you. Kaveh and Alhaitham actually having calm conversations, calmly living together and putting their minds together, Kaveh sitting on the table, it’s so nice.

-Cyno: “Don’t come after me.” Literally everyone: “Yeah, so, anyway, how do we find him?” <333 Like, they don't even discuss if they should, Kaveh just goes "typical Cyno" and they move to action. What a great little extended fam, Cynonari, Collei, Kaveh and Alhaitham (and later Candace and Dehya, and Faruzan. What a great little found fam).

-Tighnari is coming to the desert himself??? For Cyno??? I cry. (Yeah yeah and for Cyrus. Would he be coming along if Cyno wasn’t involved? I don’t think so.)

-We’re meeting Naphis!!! What is this blessing of a quest!

-Like, I love intrigue and mystery and so on, but our bonds in Sumeru are just so pure and precious to me. This clear-cut “We’re transparent, we have each others’ back, and that’s that” of the Sumeru cast, I love it. And I love that it’s an ensemble cast quest, it’s so long since we’ve seen everyone together.

-Like, Tighnari could leave this to us, or to Kaveh, but no, absolutely not, he wants to PERSONALLY be with Cyno in this, like??? Tighnari ily???

-Sethos!!! Hi, bb, whoever you are <3.

-Sethos is a medium model, right? He looks so much smaller than Aether, Cyno and Tighnari. Younger even, even though he’s around the latter two’s age.

-I love that Cyno and Tighnari are equally clueless and are learning about Cyno’s past together. I always wondered - is the Temple of Silence thing something that Cyno hides? Does Tighnari know? Why do his character stories say so little on that, is it a secret? Turns out no, he’s just as clueless as everyone.

-Cyno’s parents essentially sold him…??? Huh?! I wasn’t expecting that!!!

-No, you didn’t borrow the Ba Fragment “for a decade or so,” Cyrus, don’t blur the timeline ffs! Unless we’re talking until Cyno became of age or something, or unless that "or so" is a big understatement.

-Everyone is tense and dramatic and “power this, fragment that” and Tighnari is like, “Sumanai, but u dumb.”

-Doctor Tighnari strikes again!

-Such a beautiful temple and it’ll just disappear after the quest?

-Lmfao, what is that pose before the duel, are we “the challengers” preparing to drop an album ahahaha

-Oh eff off, Cyno saying “I am more than a warrior. I am my own person,” and cutting to Tighnari saying “...Exactly”. That was SO UNNECESSARY! HOYO YOU FEED ME WELL

-Looove how Cyno won via polearm and not via Hermanubis or vision. Also lil Sethos is one of those multi-weapon users, huh

-Oh that’s such a nice conclusion, Cyno and Sethos not being enemies and now the Academiya and the Temple can be partners again. I like Sethos, I'm looking forward to us seeing him again and him making connections in Sumeru. Hopefully we'll get a hang-out next patch?

-Lol, Sethos granting us access to the Temple, catch Alhaitham moving in here smh

-Faru :”). All the familiar faces, I miss them :’)

-THEY HAVE A SIGNAL! CYNO AND COLLEI HAVE A SIGNAL! HELP!!! Pity that Collei had to be sacrificed for the sake of her guardians.

-HELP, they have their own code words as a family, they are so soft, they are so adorable, they are my favorite genshin fam, my favorite genshin ensemble cast, i love them so much. Like, Hoyo didn’t have to go that hard on the intimacy of it all AND YET! THEY DELIVERED! Also, pls, the timeline, wdym you were in school with Cyno when in Tighnari’s stories it says that student Tighnari attracted the attention of General Mahamatra Cyno, omggggg. Unless you’re saying that Cyno was simultaneously a student and the General Mahamatra at some point, OR that Cyno had the General Mahamatra mentality as a student and conducted his own investigations.

-I’ve seen too much fanart to believe that you’ll just “put the books back” in the House of Daena, Kaveh and Alhaitham. I know exactly what you’re gonna do there. We all know. -CYNO HAS A SECRET PLACE AND TIGHNARI KNOWS IT AND NOW WE KNOW IT THIS QUEST IS SO SOFT ASKJSFDNK

-BABY CYNO OMGGG SMOL. And them talking about Lisa, so sooooft :”)

-Color me elated.

#genshin impact #cyno #genshin is feeding me well in this patch #first arlecchino's quest and now this #catering to my exact tastes

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amnesia-collection · 4 months ago

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Omae ga ore de ore ga omae de

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Omae ga ore de ore ga omae de / You are me and I am you

Album: Amnesia Character CD ~Shin & Toma~Voice: Hino Satoshi (as Toma) and Kakihara Tetsuya (as Shin)

Shin: Amnesia Character CD Mini Drama: You are me

Toma: And I am you

Shin: Huh? Is it morning…? Here is… Toma’s place? Aah…I stopped here, last night… What time is it now?

Toma: Hah… Huh, I think… Nine..? Good morning, Shin.

Shin: Nine hours..? Crap, if I don’t hurry I’ll be late for the short course!

Toma: Hah? You had short course!? Why didn’t you say it before? If I knew, I wouldn’t have let you sleep here, you know.

Shin: It’s not like I’m skipping because of it so it doesn’t matter- Huh?

Toma: Ah? What…? huh?

Shin: Why… Is there another one of me…?

Toma: It… Isn’t a mirror, right..?

Shin: Judging by the talk earlier, are… You…. Perhaps..Toma!?

Toma: Then that means… The me over here is… Shin!?

Shin: Why did I become you!?

Toma: I ask the same! What are you doing using my body without permission!? You have bad hobbies!

Shin: The problem doesn’t have anything with what kind of hobbies we have or not! Wait a minute. Could it be… that… Right now, I’m Toma?!

Toma: Hah?! What are you talking about?! Don’t you have self-conscience?! You became me! You’re going to give problems to me if we have two of me!

Shin: It’s not two! You over there became me! Don’t you have self-conscience either?!

Toma: Eh?! You’re lying, right?! Huh..!! My hair is black… My clothes are different too!

Shin: That’s why I’m saying you became me! Rather, how did this happen?!

Toma: Even if you ask me about it, I don’t know! I don’t think we fell of the stairs because we’ve been too stiffy..!

Shin: I can’t be sure with that old metal.* (notsure)

Toma: Eh, but it’s convenient* (notureheretoo)… Anyway, let’s calm down! This… This means we somehow changed bodies, right?!

Shin: Wah…

Toma: Huh… What are we going to do? We can’t keep on like this, right?

Shin: We can’t, but I don’t know what we should do and we don’t even have Kent here.

Toma: I don’t have any ideas about how we ended up in this kind of situation, but if it started suddenly, then there is a chance it’ll end suddenly too, right? A-ah, maybe if we sleep again we’ll go back to our bodies?!

Shin: Even if that may work, we just can’t suddenly sleep like that!

Toma: Well, you’re right… I don’t have any motivation or time to sleep again after this…

Shin: Huh? What do you mean by not having time? Do you have any plans?

Toma: Today I had to work at the part-time job… Waka asked me to work today since there won’t be anyone else over there. Hey, you just said earlier that you had your short course today too, didn’t you?

Shin: I said, but… I don’t think I’ll be able to act normally going to the course like this.

Toma: No, but… You can’t skip it… No, I’ll go there in your place.

Shin: Hah?! What are you saying?! Are you serious?!

Toma: Still, if you skip classes today, you’re going to be late in your studies! —That’s why I’m going in your place, act like you andI’ll tell the today’s subjects later.

Shin: Are you serious…?

Toma: You, too, after you finish your things, go to the shop. We work in the same Maid no Hitsuji so it won’t be different if we only trade places.

Shin: Haaah… I don’t know what may happen…!

Toma: Ummm… Shin’s seat is… Ah, there. He did say it was the third one under the window. It’s been a really long time since I was in a High School… The classes will only start in 5 minutes… I wonder if it would be better to talk to one of the classmates? … I don’t need to. He’s antisocial after all. He always talked about repairing this side of him, but seeing this really happening is a relief. Hm? This is.. the text of today? Uwah, it’s really nostalgic. I forgot a lot about literature. Well, since there’s history too I can somehow make it. Huh? What is this? A letter? The paper is pretty cute. Umm…

Toma: “Shin-sama, I’m waiting for you at the music classroom in the break time. Sayuri.” Eh?! Isn’t this a love letter? Wah, Shin, you’re doing well! Having even the trouble of delivering a love letter instead of sending a mail… The today’s morning break huh… I wonder if she is going to confess? I’ll ask Shin about the details lat- No…! Not…! It’s me who’ll have to go! Seriously? Give me a break… Shin will bear a grudge against me if I say something weird.. Ah man… My conscience will be heavy… Though I guess I know how he would reply without even needing to think too much about it.

Toma[7:11]: Umm… Ah, found her. Looks like she’s the girl. It can’t be helped, so I’ll just do my best to imitate Shin.

Toma: Are you who called me here? We studied together in the same gakuin in the 1st year… I know that, but what do you want?

Toma: Huh. “Go out with me”? Sorry, it’s impossible. I’m sorry, but I already like someone else.

Toma: No, you’re wrong. She’s not from this school. She’s one year older and is in college. We know each other for a pretty long time. Rather, it’s because we’re childhood friends and I’m serious about her that I can’t go out with someone else. But… I’m glad you ended up liking me. Thanks. Sorry for not going out with you.

Toma: That is… Something I don’t know. It’s up to the person the choice of giving up or keeping on. If you say you don’t want to give up, then do whatever you want. Was that all you wanted to talk about? Because if so, I’m going now. Before that… Here. Sorry for being a handtowel and not a handkerchief, but use it. Sorry for making you cry. But if I be gentler than this it would only be more cruel. That towel is one of the various ones I have so, bye.

Toma: Uwaah, I was so nervous! The way I acted as Shin wasn’t wrong, right!? But I wonder if I was too gentle… If it’s about Shin, would he be more blunt?! Aa, no, but Shin unexpectedly tends to be more cautious around girls… I hope this won’t bring problems later… Aaah… There’s still 4 hours until I meet Shin again, huh? I wonder if he’s doing well…

Shin: For some reason, my vision seems to be higher than before. Was he that tall before…? Toma’s locker is… This one? Hm? His uniform is different from mine… Ah! Damn! He is a waiter! I can’t be a waiter! If it’s only checking, but anyway… Gah… Should I just go back to home right now? But even so, he said he was asked to work since he was the only one who could… Aah, shit, why am I doing this!?

Shin: W-welcome! Goshujin-sama! The seat is here- Ah, I mean! I’ll show you your seat! Come here! Eh? “Today’s recommendation”? That is… Huh… We have the pasta of our usual brand. Then, I’ll come here back after you decide your order.

Shin: This is bad, I didn’t ask about the today’s recommendation, I may have got it wrong! If I’m not mistaken, that client is a regular customer. If it was Toma, he wouldn’t have difficults talking with the client, but this is really bad…! It may have been suspicious if he was a just a normal client, but it’s even worse if he’s a regular customer! I should at least take the opportunity to repair it before is too late… Where is the restaurant menu. Umm..

Shin: Hm? Hey Toma, there’s a client calling you to get the orde- no! It’s me! Shit! I don’t have time to get the menu! Shin: Oh! Sorry for making you wait! What is your order? I-it’s not l-like I’m not feeling well… “The talk about that ticket another day”? Eh, ah yes. Plans? I said I was going to confirm it the next time we met…? Aaaah, ummm… Yes!! It’s alright now! Ah? Competition? “If it’s okay with you…”? My position would be first…? Huh, what are you talking about…? Baseball!*? You always tried to invite me but I refused!? But since I finally said it’s okay, we should have a great congratulation!? A-a-ah n-no!! I know!! I know, but… Huh…

Shin:“After the baseball competition, there’ll be a ‘news meeting’ (I’m not sure, but I think it’s something about news uihfaf sorry I tried to search the word and no results…)”!? Why a meeting about news…? Ah, huh, speaking of the subject, about the other participants… “A meeting with old men at the shopping district of Kishinbon (not sure too here)” is that so..? Hah? Because I’m young I may be able to eat at least 1kg of meat!? “We can eat in a butcher”!? A-ah huh… N-no, thanks, I’m cool!! Don’t worry about it..! Your order is the today’s coffee and cake right!? Excuse me!

Shin: This is bad..! Toma, I ended up making you have to join a baseball competition with the old man next week..! I wonder if he’s going to be angry…? Ah! A client again!? Welcome, Goshujin-sama! I’ll have to keep on with this until evening!? I don’t have the energy to do so!

Toma: Then, what!? Next week I’ll have a baseball competition and a meeting with old men!? And after that talking about the news too!?

Shin: So it seems. And… You were invited to watch a romantic movie with a old woman of the group.

Toma: You… Refused it, right!?

Shin: … It’ll be in the next week after the one with the old men, “only with ladies”, 4 PM in the evening. Sorry.

Toma: Uwaaaaaaaaaaah! Ah, n-no it’s not that I hate the idea about joining the meeting with old men or watching the movie with a old woman! I don’t hate! I don’t hate, but… It gives me troubles being invited to do these! By the way, I don’t even remember the rules of baseball!

Shin: Sorry, I really feel bad about it. What about you? Did you have any problems?

Toma: A-aaah… I received a confession by a girl, but… I turned her down.

Shin: Hah!? Why did you do something so selfish like that!?

Toma: Hey, I was called so I didn’t have other choice! Or what? Perhaps it would be great if I said “okay” and accepted going out?

Shin: Ah.. That…

Toma: Anyway, you would turn her down, so the conclusion would be the same, right? Ah, and later, while I was acting as you, I received a call from your mom. She was asking if you wouldn’t come back yet.

Shin: Even though I still won’t gain anything if I go back, you know… Hm..ah… You know, tomorrow…

Toma: Hm?

Shin: If we keep like this tomorrow too… Let’s tell “her” the truth.

Toma: Yes, that’s right. I would like to keep hiding, but it would be better that way, right…

Shin: Rather,.even if we don’t tell her, if it’s her, she will notice.

Toma: I’m confident I can make her not notice, though. ~

Shin: I don’t have the same confidence and I don’t have any intentions of hiding it anyway.

Toma: Haha, like always, you’re really direct, Shin. Even with my face.

Shin: And you, like always, your fellowship is bad. You can’t imitate me well.

Toma: Hahaha!

Shin: G-gah! Heavvy…!! You… Huh.. Ugh.. Don’t kick me!! Your sleepiness is really bad…!! Eh? The one who is sleeping on the floor is… Toma? Not…me? Then, this means…!! Mirror!!

Shin: Aah it’s me…! I’m back!! Toma, wake up!! We returned!!

Toma: What is it, so early in the morning, Shin…? What are you talking about we returned..? …wah!? We returned!? No way! Seriously!? Aah… It’s true! After waking up, we returned to our original bodies!! Even though I’ve thought what should if I would have to be insensitive forever!

Shin: I’ll hit you, Toma.

Shin & Toma: Aaaah…

Toma: This is great, I was worried about what was going to happen if we didn’t come back to out bodies.

Shin: Me too. Rather, why did this happen, after all? It’s not like everything yesterday was a dream, right?

Toma: I don’t know, what may have been…? Well, since we returned, maybe it was really a case of starting and ending suddenly. I’m curious about the reason, but I won’t worry searching about it.

Shin: Well, you’re right.

Toma: Hey, hurry up and get your things. You have classes today, don’t you?

Shin: You too, today you have reports to do, right? Hurry up and leave.

Toma: I know, I’m leaving after a little break. Ah, and after you finish everything, come here again. Let’s inform each other if we had any problems.

Shin: Okay, understood. Then, see you at the evening.

Toma: But, what really happened huh?

Shin: Like I knew. Maybe it’s a prank of God?

Toma: God, huh..

Shin: Hurry up. I’ll go in 5 minutes.

Toma: Okay okay, understood.

#amnesia #amnesia otome #otome #otome game #amnesia drama cd #Youtube

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taiyaki-translations · 8 months ago

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Autumn Cafeteria - Fall for All 9

Season: Autumn

Characters: Shu, Tsumugi, Yuta

Translator: taiyaki-translations

Proofreader: raspberrytls

Yuta: —Not like that, Itsuki-senpai~ Like this, you have to snap your wrist.

Shu: Hm, is this it?

Tsumugi: Whoops… The round bread flew all the way to the entrance. I’ll go get it.

Okay, there we go…

Huh? The door opened?

Ah, it’s Anzu-chan. We’ve been waiting for you, hello~

…Yes, as you can see, things were going so smoothly that they couldn’t keep up with preparations. We’re currently taking a break.

…Hm? Why do you look so apologetic? Because you promised to be here from the beginning, you say?

We don’t mind. Besides— Ah, hold on, please stay still for a bit.

No, I’m not trying to pat your head… Okay, got it.

See? You rushed over so quickly that you didn’t even realize you had a ginkgo leaf on your head.

Just that sentiment is enough to make me feel happy ♪

Shu: Aoba, what are you mumbling about at the door?

Hm? You’ve arrived, little girl. You were hidden behind Aoba, so I didn’t see you.

…You were surprised because round bread came flying at you? Look closely. It’s fake— It’s a squishy made from a sponge.

As you may know, there’s a scene in the PV where we toss round bread.

Even if it is to draw attention to the café’s specialty, it is bad manners to throw actual food.

Tsumugi: Anzu-chan is confused because it looks so real~ It even has a buttery aroma— It makes you hungry, doesn’t it?

Even Koga-kun, who has a good sense of smell, accidentally bit into it thinking it was a gift from the owner. Shu-kun, weren’t you a bit too particular about it~?

Shu: Hmph. Using visibly fake props goes against my aesthetics.

…The crew is here. Hmm, looks like the filming is going to resume.

Tsumugi: This is the scene where I catch the round bread thrown by Shu-kun with the basket~

During breaks in between my work with Switch, I practiced with Natsume-kun and Sora-kun’s help.

I’ll do my best to complete the shoot without any problems~

Shu: 『♪〜♪･･････♪〜』

(...So this place will become “a café where you can get close with ES’s new idols.”)

(Its continued existence seems to be guaranteed, now that it has been incorporated into such a big, sponsored project.)

(Ah… By the time this PV is completed and released to the public, it will no longer be the same tranquil place I loved.)

(It’s a lonely feeling, but there’s no point in lamenting over it. One could likewise say that it’s lonely when there are no customers.)

(This is, so to speak, the inevitable pain of salvation.)

(...It’s the same for artists. Even if we create our art in solitude, we cannot lead fully satisfying lives when only considering the sentiments of ourselves.)

(When there is someone out there who understands and appreciates us—it is only then that we can become a ray of light shining upon a chaotic world.)

(To the philistines of ES, please do your best to contribute. I made this concession, after all.)

『♪〜♪〜♪』

Tsumugi: (Fufu. Though the seasons have changed, I was finally able to return the favor.)

(...But you know, Shu-kun. I had another reason for cooperating.)

(When I heard this café was closing, I just accepted it, thinking, “That’s just how it is.”)

(My family experienced something similar due to financial difficulties when I was a child.)

(I wouldn’t go so far as to say “money is everything in this world,” but you cannot run a business on passion alone.)

(But Shu-kun—even though you were an outsider, you still tried to do something about it.)

(It was only later that I realized I could use this to repay your kindness. Actually, I was simply won over by your enthusiasm.)

(Shu-kun’s wish came true, and this “shuffle unit” project was born. Though as the vice president of NewDi, it’s a bit disappointing that I couldn’t make an exclusive contract for our agency.)

(But it’s best to leave it to the P-Association, which can work with other agencies, so that the project can broaden its reach. By involving them, it can lead to the fostering of even more new idols.)

(I think this is a result where everyone benefits in some way.)

(Now, let us sing of a happy and fruitful autumn…♪)

『♪〜♪〜♪』

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emblazonet · 9 months ago

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DRAGONSDAWN REVIEW

This is a heckin weird book and I started off enjoying it until I Was Not Enjoying it.

The intro seemed interesting enough: we’ve got people who are escaping a variety of circumstances (including retired war veterans). They’re looking to colonize an uninhabited planet, which neatly sidesteps major issues in other colonial literatures, since, well, there’s no one sentient to object!

Personally, the sciencey stuff seems fine... I’m nota science person to begin with, and I was mildly interested by their tech and how it was described. Nothing stood out as weird. Maybe funny, when they refer to film or tapes, since we’ve established this is in our future and the colonists are often from actual places: Ireland, etc.

I did find it weird that they name a bunch of places after places on Earth. Why bother? Why not just make names that actually communicate something about the landscape they’re in? This is somethig that obviously colonists did here to North America—every city I’ve lived in has roads that are named ‘Hillside’ or ‘Pinevale’ or something (even if there are no hills or pines). In my hometown, Beacon Hill was a region my high school was in (and I’m not sure there was ever a beacon or a hill); in my current city, Beacon Hill is a park. It’s stupid and I hate it. Name things organically, or else it feels WEIRD. (In books. Obviously IRL just use the indigenous names and maybe please do a land back, like with Haida Gwaii!)

I know, I’m yelling about colonial problems at an author who has a weird obsession with bloodlines. And who killed off all the black characters in the first Threadfall. Uh huh. Moving on.

There are too many characters in this book, by the way. There are too many AND they are kinda bland. They run together. I don’t know why I should care about any of them. It’s weird that it’s supposed to be multicultural or whatever but it never feels like it. The way other cultures are represented is kinda uncomfortable. Spoilers and stuff upcoming.

Paul and Emily seem like they should have Main Character Energy, but neither does. They’re important people or something but the narrative never makes you feel it. There’s a whole bunch of names that keep coming up but I can never rememeber who they are or what they do... Pol, Bay etc. Idk.

Sorka and Sean are obviously telegraphed as some of the first dragonriders, they’re the sort of Adam and Eve first kids of Pern, and they’re boring and I grew to kinda dislike them by the end of the book because they’re just like Generic Hetero Couple and it was very yawn.

I liked Kenjo, I though he was going to be The First Dragonrider because the book goes on and on about his flying ability, the way he can conserve fuel, all that. But actually he dies halfway through and I hate that actually, because it feels like any build up with this character never went anywhere. His death was pointless but the story didn’t even make it about the pointlessness, so like... why?

Sallah’s seduction of Tarvi, a pretty man, was awkward as fuck. She drugs him and they fuck and then later she’s like ‘why doesn’t he seem to love me?’ BECAUSE YOU DRUGGED HIM? OH MY GOD????? At least Dragon Sex Pollen gives you an out! There’s no excuse to for this nonsense! And then when she dies, Tarvi—changing his name to her last name, Telgar—has this ‘oh I DID love her after all’ grief thing but it comes across as super contrived.

Look, I stand by actually liking Lessa/F’lar, but I’ve pretty much hated every single other romantic relationship in this series (except for Moreta/Alessan ... Moreta is the best book).

Speaking of Sallah’s tragic death aboard the orbiting, fuelless colony ship—her murderer is the Obviously A Villain Avril Bitra. Who is a mean gold-digger lady who is also a slut, and Anne, did you need to work something out with this one? Avril is set up as a villain but instead of being a threat to anything, she basically does a stupid and dies, but manages to take Sallah down with her. But her inexplicably meanness with Sallah has a weird sexual undertone to it? I’d be into it if I didn’t hate it. Like. The scene where Sallah is cut up and Avril is tormenting her is SO CHARGED and it could’ve been so good except it’s... it’s just not. It feels incredibly out of place! It’s the climax of the book in terms of intensity, but it’s in the middle and we haven’t even gotten to the dragons yet!

Thread, by contrast, wasn’t even that dramatic. Oh noo, there’s Thread.

And the dragons feel sort of rushed into the end of the book. There’s something weird about the biologist and her granddaughter. They’re Chinese, and everyone loves the grandmother, but apparently the granddaughter is an unpleasant bitch and there’s no explanation offered at all. I have no idea why the characterizations are so weird and awkward, but they really are.

How many times can I say ‘weird and awkward’ in one review???

Also, why does that one MAGA-style asshole, Ted Tubberman, try to bioenginner felines? What even was that? There’s literally nothing relevant about it? WHY WAS IT INCLUDED? Why wasn’t it cut?? It doesn’t do anything for the plot or characters except, I guess, kill off a loose end? Who was already exiled?

By the way, the glee with which everyone exiles this dude is so weird. ‘We didn’t kill him! We just ostracized him forever!’ Wow. Just. Wow. I don’t even know what to say.

In sum, basically, this book is a structural mess with bad characters. It had a fun dragonfighting sequence three pages from the end, and that was probably my favourite part.

I don’t know how a book with so much stuff happening crammed into it could be so boring, but here we are. Like, this wasn’t Nerilka-level bad: it didn’t do any character assassinations because it wasn’t a sequel to anything that came before. But it was a slog, and it didn’t even have the grace to have a lot of dragon-related screen time to offset it.

3/10, a structural disaster.

#dragonriders of pern #amber reads pern #dragonsdawn #I miss moreta #moreta was actually good

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Companions in Clumsiness

Fire Emblem Awakening | Rating: G | Character Focus: Chrom, Sumia | Ship(s): Chrobin, Frederick/Sumia

After Sumia fumbles giving Chrom a report, Chrom assured her that he’s clumsy too—both physically and in his relationships.

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“Captain!” Sumia cried, hurrying towards Chrom. “There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for y-OOF!” She tripped and fell to the ground with a noisy clunk! of her armor. “Oh, pegasus dung…”

“Sumia? Are you okay?!” Chrom asked, reaching a hand out to help her up. She took it, wobbling a bit as she stood up and quickly released his hand as a furious blush painted her cheeks.

“Ugh, just for once I’d like to not be so clumsy…” she muttered at herself as she dusted off, a cloud of nervous embarrassment hanging over her. “I’m sorry, Captain! Er, I have a report for you, sir!” She saluted awkwardly, then noticed her feet were not proper for attention and quickly corrected herself.

Chrom chuckled. “Sumia, you know you don’t have to be so formal with me!”

“Er, right! Well!” She placed her hands on her hips proudly. “Frederick and I have ensured the cavalry and flying mounts are well stocked on supplies!” Her stature waned as she continued, “Well, we might have had to buy an extra bag or two of feed… because I accidentally tore some open while we were stocking and they ended up all over the storehouse… but er, Frederick is ensuring that is covered in the financial report!”

“Thank you for the report, Sumia. And don’t you worry about the feed; thanks to an anonymous benefactor, we’ve had our supply costs covered better than expected!” Chrom smiled, his effortless princely charm radiating like the sun. How cruel of him to be so delightfully carefree! Doesn’t he understand what a burden her clumsiness is on the others?

She sighed, retreating into herself. “Easy for you to say, Captain. You’re perfect at nearly everything you do!”

He sucked in a sharp breath with a grimace. “Well, I wouldn’t go that far. I mean, we’re only in this awful mess of a war because of me.”

She frowned. “Wait, that’s not true! The mad king provoked you and kidnapped Maribelle! Nothing you or Exalt Emmeryn could have done would have changed that.”

“There are smaller things I mess up too, on a near daily basis!” he insisted. “I mean, you saw me trip over a pebble not long ago, and I can’t tell you how many training dummies I’ve demolished… There’s a wall in the castle that I broke ages ago… And there was last year’s spring festival… So many poor egg casualties…” He held his hand to his forehead dramatically. “And don’t get me started on Ro—er, on… on women!” His face flushed nervously as he caught himself before he apparently revealed some kind of embarrassing secret.

“Oh! I didn’t know that was you breaking all the training dummies!” she giggled. “I help Frederick replace those sometimes, but he never tells me who always breaks them. And now that you mention the pebble incident… Now I know why he clears your path, too! Hee hee!” She took a moment to smile at Chrom, who still looked flustered from his blunder. “And hey, don’t you worry! I’m sure whatever happened with Robin, she still adores you.”

“HUH?! Wha—I didn’t mention—how—erm…”

“Many of us have been smitten by you, of course, always staring all doe-eyed and dreamily at you. I mean, you’re the prince straight out of a fairy tale romance! Handsome and chivalrous and friendly to-boot!” A light blush dusted the apples of her cheeks at her admission.

“Er—many of you?! I—er, I apologize for not taking notice! I… gods, me?”

Sumia giggled again, her smile remaining warm and friendly. “Yes, Chrom, you! And I’m surprised; some of us haven’t been exactly subtle trying to earn your affections…”

“E-even you?!”

She shrugged sheepishly, her cheeks now burning. “Well, I don’t just attempt to bake pies for anyone, you know!” Chrom squeezed his eyes shut, covering his face with his palm in shameful realization. “And Frederick nearly tackled me when I attempted to wash your small clothes with the wrong detergent, hee hee! But after seeing how you and Robin are together, how you two just read each other so… so… effortlessly! I just knew you two were meant to be! And the flowers agreed!”

“Meant… to be. Huh… You—you really think so?” he asked, a stupid, hopeful grin spread across his face.

“The way she looks at you! The way she laughs around you, or the way she teases you and touches your arm during meetings, the way she’s always spending time with you one-on-one!” Her hands were clasped, her sparkling eyes whisked away to a romantic fantasy land. “Oh, they’ll be writing novels based on you two for ages to come! I’m lucky to witness the romance first-hand!”

“Wow… that… huh! I never really thought of her actions that way… I—I mean, I had hoped she thought of me as a man, not just her commander or friend…” He gasped suddenly. “Oh, gods, I’m so sorry, Sumia! You just confessed to trying to earn my affections, and here I am talking about another woman. Add that to my list of blunders,” he said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Chrom, please, it’s more than alright! I am very happy to see you two so smitten with each other! And besides,” she smiled wistfully, breaking eye contact with him, “I’ve eyes for someone else.”

“Oh?” Chrom asked curiously. “And who might that be—er, if you don’t mind!”

Sumia shook her head, sighing. “You are very oblivious when it comes to matters of the heart, Chrom, even among your closest companions.” She eyed him with an expression somewhere between a smirk and a smile.

“Closest companions… Well, it’s not Robin with the way you spoke of us… Let’s see… Emm…? No, probably not… Lissa, maybe? Freder—OH!” He smacked his forehead, Sumia’s wide grin a telling answer. “Oh gods, of course! How could I not have realized! You two have been doing all kinds of work together, pairing up in battle… You think Robin knows? Is that why she’s always pairing you two?”

“I’m not sure, Captain. Do you think that’s why she always pairs you two together on the battlefield?” she asked with a sing-song lilt to her voice. “Hee hee!”

“Touché,” he said with a sheepish grin, ruffling his hair. “So… my faithful lieutenant Frederick the Wary, huh?”

She rolled one ankle beside the other shyly, lacing her fingers behind her back. “It’s really nice to have someone really appreciate me and support me despite my constant fumbling… and I really appreciate all he does for you and your sisters and the Shepherds, too! He’s amazing! To care so strongly for someone who cares for you just as much back… isn’t that what love is all about?”

“Yeah… I think you must be right, Sumia. Thank you for your report today… and for the talk. You’re a good friend and Shepherd, Sumia,” he said, that handsome, princely smile donning his face.

She grasped the air excitedly, nearly losing her balance for just a moment. “You too, Chrom!”

#chrom #sumia #frederick x sumia #chrobin #fredmia #fredsumia #friendship :)#fire embelm awakening #fe13 #my fanfics

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