#i said she didn't want just the actual magic hehe

[blorboazula]

I may not a billy fan but... Billy 🤝 Agatha: dramatic gay bitches

[vivwritesfics]

Young witch oscar discovering his older sisters first spell book and experimenting. Casting spells left and right not understanding its not a game.

Young oscar discovering karting and climbing to succes when he just wanted to have fun.

Oscar obssesing over lando and McLaren until he got onto the team and met his soul mate

Yes oscar worked hard but young oscar accidently made sure older oscar would be set for life.

Current oscar finding the spell book when he travels home to officialy introduce his bf to his family

Accidently doing a love spell and a success spell lol

hehe so we actually talked about this and threw a reader in there since i don't do just driver x driver - also i'm sorry love but i couldn't work the meeting the family bit in there, but i've... you'll see what i've done.

Warnings: Blood mentioned (human and animal), rituals

"I'm not using your blood for a ritual," Oscar said with a roll of his eyes as Lando laid in the middle of the chalk pentagram. Oscar hadn't yet lit the candles, and the chalk making up the pentagram was now printed on the back of Lando's jumper.

"C'mon, Osc," he said as he allowed the younger man to pull him to his feet. "I thought you needed blood."

He grinned at his boyfriend. God, he was cute. "Animal blood, Lan," he said and moved him away from the ritual set up. He sat him down on the sofa, beside their girlfriend, and she wrapped her arms around him, keeping him there.

The two of them loved watching Oscar do magic. They watched as he lit the candles and redrew the pentagram. It was a protection spell, the two of them knew. They'd seen him do it enough times now that they knew the ritual off by heart.

When the protection ritual was finished, Oscar looked across the room at his loves. How had he gotten so lucky?

He knew how. Little Oscar had spent months searching through his sisters spell books. Spells for luck, wealth, good fortune, good future. Oscar had cast them all.

Luck with is karting career, since skill simply wasn't enough in this world. Good fortune and good future led to him starting his Formula One career and meeting the worlds best teammate.

Wealth. It wasn't a spell for money. It could have been for money, if that wasn't already in Oscar's future. No, he was wealthy in love.

Lando was his soulmate, he knew that from the moment they met. His funny, charismatic teammate. Everybody loved Lando, he knew, but the feelings Oscar had were... indescribable.

He wasn't the only one of them that could feel this draw, but he was the only one that could explain it. He knew Lando couldn't explain why he was kissing his teammate, but he knew he he didn't want to stop.

But then he found out that Lando had a girlfriend. Of course, he did, why wouldn't he? He was brilliantly funny and charming. And Oscar knew there was nothing he could do about that.

As hard as it was, Oscar tried to let Lando go. But then he met said girlfriend. Oh God, she was cute. She wasn't like Lando, and the pull Oscar had to her certainly wasn't as strong, but it was still there.

The way she laughed at him, punched at his shoulder when he made some deadpan joke, she had to be flirting with him. At least, Oscar hoped she was.

The three of them sat alone, just hanging out. It happened often, and were Oscar's favourite times. She sat in Lando's lap as she spoke to Oscar.

And, suddenly, Lando was standing. He placed her down where he had just been sitting, and walked over to Oscar. His hands were on his cheeks as he leaned in.

Oscar was wide eyed, looked towards her as Lando kissed him. This wasn't happening. This couldn't have been happening. She just watched as Lando kissed him.

Suddenly, Oscar was on his feet. "I'm not doing this if it's some fetish thing," he said quickly, looking between the two.

They looked at each other and, well, laughed. They were actually laughing at him, and it fucking sucked. "Not a fetish thing, Osc," said Lando as he pulled him back onto the couch. "I like you, and she likes you, too. Do y'think she could come over here and kiss you?"

It went beyond kisses. Before any of them knew it, they'd been together for a year and Lando was asking him to move in with them.

He cast a protection spell in the dead of night when he first moved in. She had walked in on him blowing out the candles and wiping the blood up from the floor. He'd tried his best to explain, and she was patient with him, listening to all he had to say. She didn't believe him, of course, so Oscar proved it.

He proved it to the both of them, and they stayed by his side.

And here he was, casting a protection spell for his little family. It had been a year of living with them now. A year of keeping them safe, of only casting spells if he needed to. He kept looking at his loves, the loves he had because little Oscar attempted to cast from his sisters spell book.

Hours later there was a knock on the door. Lando pulled himself out of their little cuddle pile. "I'll get it," he said as he stretched up and walked towards the front door.

Oscar tightened his grip on her as they both waited for Lando to come back. He kissed her head and tipped his own back, watching as Lando walked back into the living room and slipped back into his seat. "Package for ya, Osc," he said and handed Oscar the rectangular package.

He pulled it open. "Wow," he whispered as he ran his fingers over the cover of the book, the first spell book he'd ever used. Without this book, would he still have his loves here, holding him tight through the nights?

He opened it to the first page. Wealth. When he'd cast it, he thought he was going to grow up to be rich. He was very wrong, and he couldn't be happier about it.

[whorediaries-09]

try me;

pairing- ravi singh x reader warning(s)- cigarettes, mentions of death, hurt/comfort. a/n- i finished reading a good girl's guide to murder a few days and. yeah. short and sweet hehe.

ps- send in some reqs if you want to, i'd love some ideas :P

little train.

'what's she doing here?' ravi asked his mom, as if agonized at the sight of you standing at the door. you kept the basket at the doorway, as mrs. singh walked over to you.

'what have you got there, sweetie?'

'some kittens i rescued,' you said.

'i don't like cats.' ravi intervened, his tall frame approaching his mother. his eyes never fell on you. he treated you as if you were some enigma he didn't know, and didn't want to know. it hurt you, miserably so.

'they aren't for you,' his mother replied, bending over to lift the lid of the basket. you'd placed soft sheets underneath the very newly born kittens. their eyes hadn't bloomed yet, and they laid peacefully sleeping in the basket.

'they're adorable,'

'i know,' you smiled. 'it's a shame though, i couldn't save their mother. would've kept her,'

ravi's mom smiled at you. you saw it for the first time in years. and though it was not the full fledged smile she used to pop out so often before the tragic incident, you felt your heart warm.

'thanks, sweetie,' she took the basket by the handle, picking it up carefully. 'do you need anything? i made you favorite food today actually-'

'that's a sweet coincidence, mrs. singh. but i'm good, thank you,' you replied. ravi's gaze was hot and intense on your figure. he didn't say anything, but through his eyes, which once had been warm to you, you felt him spiraling webs of hatred.

turning around, you left the house, hands stuck in your pockets, feeling the packet of cigarettes within the denim. it had been comparatively easier to deal with your addiction when you'd gotten back into contact with mrs. singh. she'd been your mother figure ever since you'd been friends with ravi and you'd accidentally confessed to him that you didn't have a mother.

your dad had died around the same time of andie bell's murder, due to a car crash. the same year ravi had cut off all contact in grief. the same year you were forced to live on the streets.

it was the first time you'd visited the singh's house in years. it didn't feel like the time you used to visit before the incident. it never would be, you reminded yourself.

'why did you come?'

the voice was familiar. yet so unfamiliar. it had matured after the years you'd not listened to it. it had lost the fresh broken rasp.

'i wasn't trespassing,' you replied. 'mrs. singh told me to go,'

you took out a cigarette, lighting it. ravi stood in front of you, taking the cigarette from between your fingers and threw it on the parchment before you could take a puff.

'i didn't know you smoked,'

'you don't know a lot about me, ravi,'

'tell me,' he said, eyes soft yet demanding, 'why did you leave?'

'i never left you. you cut contacts with me after you lost sal!'

'i didn't mean to. i thought you thought that i was a freak too, just like the others,'

the silence was defeating. demeaning.

'try me, ravi,'

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[majougari]

hehe, yes.

★ my first event 5-star was nahida, who turned out to be super meta, but i didn't know that at the time. her archon quest was beautiful and sad, she has a very nice voice, and i just wanted to give her the freedom she deserved. despite her tragic past, she's trying very hard to be a good archon, and i respect her greatly for that.

★ yoimiya is the best girl forever, she has the kindest heart of them all, and she's so very brave. one moment she's playing with local children, the next she's busting a political prisoner out of a torture chamber, helping smugglers or publicly showing polite disrespect to the almighty narukami. she's incredible. also, kansai-ben. ♥

★ wanderer's quest has obliterated my initial dislike of the character, suicidal behavior on such scale is simply irresistable.

★ kamisato ayato is a liar, a trickster and a stepford smiler, AND he is voiced by ishida akira! his position in inazuman government is pretty intriguing, too, since his profile plainly states that he is duty-bound to support great narukami, ignoring his own feelings and opinions.

★ xiao has a very interesting character arc as a war survivor. his storyline has great potential for dramatic and/or hopeful character development.

★ baizhu is a snake-carrying highly suspicious doctor with yusa kouji's voice, what's not to like.

★ yae miko's story quest is beautiful, and she speaks that adorable dialect of elderly people, how could i possibly resist!

★ kaedehara kazuha is a pacifist, a political emigrant and a foreign agent an enemy of the state in inazuma. hurt and sadness in his story and voicelines make him pretty relatable. he's a poet and a loner, and he has an interesting and peculiar worldview.

★ zhongli is the bestest, strongest, cleverest, prettiest character in the world, he's an old lizard man, and a god, and a nerd, and a warlord, and a polite highly-educated weirdo, and i don't care one bit about the quality of his shield.

★ childe is a trickster and a murderous twink, and his death flag count is actually higher than xiao's. i have great interest in the future developments of his arc!

★ tighnari is simply the best character in genshin impact, and dehya is super impressive and smart.

★ i'd like to talk about lisa, or ningguang, or yanfei (gods, her voice is pure magic), or faruzan, or kaveh, or beidou, but this post is terribly long as it is.

(that said, keqing still does all the fighting on my account, and the job of all those fine other characters is to hang out in my teapot looking pretty)

[alma-rita]

Re:Zero Arc 9 Chapter 13

Spoilers~ But I actually read this chapter on midnight when it came out. Just that this talk post is coming rather late~~

-> REINHARD HAS ARRIVED-- I REPEAT, HE HAS MADE A COMEBACK. (My beloved Rein--!) -> According to some tweets I saw in X, Al and Alcanica might end up going to the floating island where other dragons fled/went to.

-> Why the hell is it when Reinhard and Al were facing off, I was thinking of the Capitano vs. Mavuika in the Genshin 5.0 trailer-- Cause epic music, hehe (and the dialogue ain't too dissimilar, ish)

-> Special mention to Flam for being quite~ troublesome to Al~

-> We do need to prioritize stabilizing each other and letting Al go. This thing for sure lmao: the Watch Tower is now just a big bundle of bad experiences and memories to Subaru.

-> And for some odd reason... why do I want Reinhard to lose against Al??? It's just me thinking about some Ayamatsu/Kasaneru stuff and the effect Al had on Liep is very terrible....

Al will probably escape, this the most logical route.

Reinhard loses??? Some mind fuckery is going to happen, and oh boy I am not ready for that---

As always, there will be another Domain Expansion. Sheesh, Re:Zero truly being Jujutsu Kaisen now, ahahahaha~

-> I remember reading a theory saying that Garfiel's future trial is actually him needing to end Subaru cause he cannot die at some point(at that time, people thought it would be due to Capella's blood). So Subaru entrusts Garfiel to kill him so he can loop.

Looks like that theory might be coming true, but instead of dragon's blood it's because of the seal (but dragon's blood preventing RBD might still happen)

-> TAPPEI-- GIMME NEXT CHAPTER PLEASE--!

-> I seriously wonder what will happen next.... ughhh, I wanna know!

Some Theory Stuff:

-> Shadow has an interesting picture guessing that Heinkel could have also been pokeballed. Another person suggests that Al could even have sealed Yae Tenzen. I seriously don't know if Al did decide to seal Yae (I will be re reading that part.)

At first, I thought it would be crazy for Yae or even Heinkel to be sealed, cause they both DO NOT have Witch Factors (unless? but no) So I doubt they'll be even sealed in the first place. Both Yae and Hinkel are just... missing.

>> But if we push that Witch Factor aside, Al actually has very good reasons to seal both of them.

For Yae, seeing that she was sent by Chisha Gold so Priscilla can be tested, I do feel that Al might have figured that out and decided that it will be best to remove her (seal Yae).

For Heinkel, this means that in the time Al spent locked in his room, he was already set and planning to go against the world. Since he will be going against the world, Al decided to seal Heinkel and use him as hostage against Reinhard if he shows up.

-> For me... we'll see. But I seriously believe that they aren't sealed because the magic spell failed on Sphinx. Text out right said it was because Sphinx didn't have a Witch Factor, Al wasn't able to seal her.

Tappei pls gimme next chapter--

[twistedwonderlandshenanigans]

TWST AU's - Feel Free to Ask About Them!

Legit have like 25 aus for TWST I'm not even joking and most of them are self indulgent and the list WILL grow sfhkldjfhksd

Coffeeshop AU (fleshes out Khan x Leona (this is a bad ship lmao they are NOT GOOD) and more sibling shenanigans between Vizzie and Leona)

Summer Camp AU (focuses around Sebek and Epel having been childhood crushes that reunite as camp counselours at a camp Viz and Leona run, there are Many Side Stories)

Pokemon AU (self-explanatory, I made teams up with my s/o and a bunch of bg)

Assassin AU (Students are all sleeper agents, operating under STYX as their test subjects basically, and they have no idea until one student's tech starts to malfunction.)

Prison AU (everyone has fucked up reasons for being in jail, they are All Prisoners, you'll notice in almost all my aus I have a shit ton of angst)

Circus AU (self explanatory, my LeoVil AU and Idikei AU)

Robot/MurderDrones AU in which Ortho's creation is the catalyst for STYX to make more androids for commercial and industrial use, and as they gain more intelligence Ortho would like to find a way to free his fellow bots from being pawns to the humans.

Rarepair AU literally put everyone's names in a wheel and just said Yep to every pair, very fun, have not fleshed this out at all lmao

Zombie Apocalypse AU pretty self explanatory except there are shit like blot zombies and varying degrees of those, Cheka grows into quite the little leader, I have not decided whether the ending is "happy" as in everything is resolved, or happy as in it's Actually Happy

Tattoo/Soulmate AU People with magic typically get into tattooing because they have the ability to make soulmate tattoos, but it varies depending on romantic, platonic/queerplatonic, familial feelings or other ones. Trey, Vil and Leona run a shop together, Deuce wants to join, Viz accidentally becomes his adoptive sister it's all fun and relatively low on the angst actually lmao

Monster AU hehe I've talked about this on this blog before, check out my pinned post!!

FNAF AU lmao this one has so much angst but you probably knew that already, inspired more by the pizzaplex/security breach than any other FNAF game, but a lot of the same type of lore

Coraline AU in which Viz gets to be Leona's big (half) sister for once. Falena is the eldest and treated with respect, everyone knows Viz isn't the king's biological daughter but they have to put up with her because the queen does, and Leona was the attempt between the king and queen to fix everything - it didn't work and he feels that. Ends up using an escape to another world to try and avoid that feeling, only to realize something much more sinister on the other side.

Biological Sister AU not super intuitive, seeing as above, Viz is Leona's half sister, but in this au she is also related him, just via the king this time. Don't ask me why I named it this, but it is what it is, she's taken in by the royal family early on and tries to bring it together. Idk it was a fun idea at the time.

Genderbent AU I wanted to explore Vizzie's trauma if she was around a bunch of other girls instead of guys and it goes Poorly but it's fun lmao

DnD AU b/c I've never played DnD and wanted to kinda learn so it's DnD inspired but the rules/roles aren't super strict but the worldbuilding is SO MUCH FUN (there are SO many dynamics all going on at the same time its GREAT)

Medieval Fantasy AU This is moreso my S/O's AU than it is mine but I wanted to talk about it because it also has a lot of fun worldbuilding in it that we did together (like the effects of OB and whatnot in this world)(also heavily inspired by DnD)

Arranged Marriage AU Viz and Riddle both have very overbearing, traditional moms and end up together against each others wills and have to unlearn their distaste for each other before they can start really working together to find ways to make each other happy

Greek God/Epic AU In which Viz takes on the Odyssey with Leona as her guide - he wants to prove himself worthy of the title of a God, and she will do anything to protect her people. It gets Complicated fast. (I actually have art I drew for this au lmao)

Poppy Playtime AU Really fucking depressing tbh, again, upon the perfection of Ortho's robotic aids (he never died, just severely incapacitated), all the other children that were used as test subjects were abandoned as half done projects and experiments that resembled toys

Dance AU I throw a bunch of the characters into dance. Vil, Riddle and Neige are on top but all three of them are having Gender Issues but in Big Denial about it.

Fairy AU My S/O also developed this one initially but I have a few different headcanons from them :D

Petsitter AU Cater is more of the focus in this one, he's recently left home, in between jobs and down on his luck and ends up calling in an old favour. He stays with Trey (and Che'nya) in their apartment and gets to know the people in the complex as he starts to heal <3

And then I have 4 other aus I might take to Ao3 just because it seems people can filter tags better on there and uh. They Need Tags lmaooo

[lostfracturess]

Nici~

Ohmygod you can totally ignore this...because its gonna get so dirty...I'm sorry!!!!

So I was wondering (like I normally do...which is a whole another can of worms) about SatoSugu, like how can I not when the specimen you create is so wonderful. Like I can't do my finance assignment without asking!

So basically, Satoru doesn't use protection with s&c reader (I love it, I'm into it, I support), now is this something he actually thinks about (as in actively think that he isn't using protection)? Like when he was in his Hoejo era, was he the same? Like smashing 13 women in one night without it, and all the others? Or with only with s&c reader, he's like the rawest (did I do the pun right hehe?)?

Another thing...is Suguru like the same? Because he seems very protectionsupremacy™ sorta guy...well ish...given the thoughts of you drabble is (god I hope the way he fantasies about r&r leaves him on his knees like a dam broke, maybe drown the clinic when he gets miss lawyer). But for some reason, him being so kittymeowmeow-drunk with her that at first he isn't think about it (yk that...rubbing thing they do..I feel so embarassed even though I read worse), putting it on..but then peeling it off because he just cannot handle the thought of not feeling miss lawyer fully....hehe ❤️

I know you answered an anon that its not gonna be unhealthy obsessive and you're gonna see how it goes as it unfolds...but I wanted to ask...is it like healthy obsessed? Okay obsession isn't really healthy I know...but love can consume people in different ways...so even though different fonts, is his love like Satoru's? I trust its going to be beautiful, I think the pain of loving someone who's heart is taken (and all the demons that come with it) is making me feel like this, you know that yes it would be different but it won't match up to depth of devotion that Satoru had (‘I am at your mercy!' line), basically it'll sort of be like settling (not the first choice, even though the remedy turned to be the life line, it started off as a remedy for someone else)

I think I ask because I love the way you have made Suguru, while I am someone who is much like Satoru when it comes to love and sort of desire both (I am greedy). You write love like no other, I hope its all-consuming in a different way when it comes to Suguru as well. Not a demand, but a wish to the fairy that you are.

I am excited for how everything will unfold: Sukuna getting his karma, Satoru and s&c reader finally being at peace, Suguru finding the love of his life and his soulmate and loving her intensely. I am glad that I'm getting to be an audience of your magic.

sooo about the protection thing, obviously no one should sleep with someone before talking about it, but in s&c i didn't write about it bc it's fiction and i assume that readers are adult enough to understand the importance of protection without me having to explicitly state it. just like i assume readers know that things like addiction, toxic relationships, and sleeping with your professor are not okay in real life.

these are all complex, sensitive topics that go on in the story and should be approached with a mature mindset, one that can separate fantasy from reality. so in the story, the use of protection is not really a "topic". it's fiction, a mere fantasy, after all, where pregnancy and sexual disease do not exist.

that being said, if i had to imagine how it played out in the story, i think the first time satoru and her had sex, in that bathroom (i think it was in chapter 4?), he was just so caught up in the moment, so desperate to feel her, that he didn't really think about protection. and since she didn't stop him, he perhaps just assumed it was okay and they continued that way.

but let me be absolutely clear, i would never condone or support this in real life. using protection is so important, and it's just plain wrong and irresponsible. please, please always use protection.

that being said again, now, in satoru's hoe era (i love it, i'm into it, i support), i definitely imagine he used condoms. he might be a bit of a mess, but he's not stupid. no whoring around without protection, please and thank you.

so, in a way, you could say that satoru is at his rawest with s&c reader (nice pun, by the way).

as for suguru, i think he's a bit more mindful about these things as he is not as impulsive as satoru. so for sure a protectionsupremacy™ kind of guy. he'll definitely use condoms at first, but the second his partner gives the green light, he's ditching them and going absolutely feral, like he's been holding himself back.

and about suguru's love story. you know me, i can't write a man not pathetically in love :')) so, while suguru will definitely be head over heels for miss lawyer, it won't be in a way that nearly gets him killed like satoru. it'll be a healthier, more balanced kind of obsession.

thank you for your message and your kind words. really appreciate your engagement with the story. & hope you continue to enjoy it, but for now, go focus on your assignment !! (lovingly) <3

[cookiepie11]

Tickletober day 2 - accidental (ddlc tickle fic)

Hey! So I skipped day 1 since I lacked ideas or motivation XP sorry bout that!

This is a sfw tickle fic so if you don't like that you can scroll now ^^

Lee! Natsuki Ler! Yuri (this can be a ship or just friendship whatever you want! :3)

"Yuri thats not how you do it!" Natsuki said with a frown and tried to snatch mixing bowl away from Yuri (despite being like 20 times shorter than her)

"Okay just chill out" she replied annoyed and gave her the mixing bowl "H how am I supposed to do it then?"

Natsuki took the bowl and flipped her short hair for emphasis "Okay so you hold it tightly against yourself and you have to mix it hard and quick!"

"Oh I see sorry." Yuri said feeling slightly shy

"Don't apologise dumbie!" Natsuki teased and smirked up at her, and gave her the bowl back "just stir the damn mixture it's almost done"

"Oh okay" Yuri smiled with a slight blush and took the bowl back copying natsuki's technique and seeing how much quicker it all mixed together using her method.

~ 5 mins later ~

"okay now we have to add the sprinkles to the mixture for extra sweetness and kawaii magic" Natsuki quoted to which Yuri laughed.

"I bet you got that from one of your anime manga things didn't you natsuki?"

"huff.." natsuki said with a blush and crossed her arms "how did you even know that?'

"Because you used silly and cutesty words" Yuri said and smiled down at the smaller girl who had an angered face

"MANGA AND ANIME ARE NOT SILLY!" Natsuki said and poked Yuri's side.

"Ah! Hey don't poke me!" Yuri said with a blush and poked natsuki's belly catching her off guard resulting in a giggle.

"Gah- don't do that!" Natsuki said embarrassed.

"why not?? Yuri said and tilted her head before finally catching on "oh? Oh are you really that ticklish?"

"WHA? No!!" She replied defensively

Yuri smiled down at the cute girl and started to spider her long nails up her sides making her squeak

"Wahait yuri stahap!" She giggled and tried to grab at Yuri's hands

"This is a chance that I can't let pass sorry!"

"Hahah fuhuck you Yuri" natsuki said and laughed not even fighting at he hands anymore.

"Exscuse me? Language natsuki!"

"Okahay actually stop now!" Natsuki yelled

"okay okay." Yuri stopped and smiled "hehe that was.. cute"

"WAH? shut up you...dumbie!" Natsuki said flustered

[momonica05]

Jack Jack - my tav for the "jack of all trades" achievement!

My urge to info dump about an oc won so now please, meet my son: Jack Jack (I don't know how to make a good blog post on tumblr, so I apologize if the images are a little too big)

JJ wasn't born a tiefling. He actually came from a family of humans, but he has no recollection of it outside of his father and grandparents, whom he hates with all his heart

At the age of 6, his father disobeyed his patron (for a good reason, but he doesn't know that, hehe). But instead of punishing his father directly, JJ was the target. He was turned into a Mephistopheles tiefling that day, and his family was horrified. He remembers the look of pure hatred and fear from his grandparents, shouting at him, saying he was now a devil. He doesn't remember his father's face, but he remembers his fingers, pointing at the door, and his husky voice "get out"

Since then, he had to live at the city of Baldur's Gate all by himself. He had some friends, partners, and even a mentor (which the dream visitor had taken form of)... but he never got back what he lost that day: love and identity

He spent a good portion of his life, mainly his adolescence, trying to "fit in". He even cut his horns off, which he regretted later down the road as he's now more confident in who he is. Beeing cursed by a devil at the age of 6, as one might imagine, was no easy feat. And aside from gaining an appearance that everyone deemed as "hellspawn", he also gained powers. Powers in which he can not control very well, but powers nonetheless (sorcerer wild magic)

After a whole life of stealing, performing, trying out magic and needing to run because uh oh you accidentally sumoned a troll in a bar! He... well, his life continued shit, but he never gave up. He had some not so trustworthy friends, but hey, as long as they're not a devil or a warlock, he's a very social guy!

Before he was captured by the mindflayers, he was actually planning on traveling around! He wanted to get all his skills worked on. Maybe study a bit more of his magic, as a wizard.... maybe becoming a bard with his musical talent... hell, maybe he'd finally accept his calling for the rogue life! The opportunities were endless!

That is until, of course, he got a tadpole in his mind... but eh, he was planning on traveling one day anyways, so why not use this as an excuse? (definitely not frightened at all haha what do you mean?)

So far, he's really enjoying his adventure! Here's what he thinks about each companion:

Lae'zel: heh, she wants to kill me! (nervously sweating and trying to do what she says because he's terrified, but also really likes her interrogation methods!)

Shadowheart: she's hiding something. She ain't fooling me...

Astarion: he's also hiding something, never EVER trust the snobs from the upper city.... unless, of course, you want their money/sleep with them. (thinks Astarion is a less hot version of him, with how similar they act. Except JJ actually has a soft spot for children and little rascals, so he'll always help them. He's more chaotic good)

Gale: i really liked him and wanted him to teach me how to do magic safely, but never mind! He just ate my magic spear, which doesn't seem very safe...

Wyll: he makes me angry with how he challenges my morals, okay? you shouldn't be nice! You're a warlock! (has a mental breakdown watching Wyll get transformed like he did and wonders if his father was a good man like Wyll all along)

Karlach: I was deadset on killing her... turns out she's not a devil! just a person like me! i really like her (wants to kill Zariel and enter rage like Karlach one day)

BONUS:

He knew damn well what he was getting into but opened the door anyways and said he was gonna write a smut about it (he's batshit insane)

Anyways... I guess that's it. That's all I have for now, I haven't progressed much into the game... sorry if his information is a little scattered around, I don't have it organized and probably didn't mention somethings (he chose his name, for example)

[bookbitchx]

Hello again 😊 I knew i was gonna love chatting with u hehe

These are things that makes me wish anyone else would've written ACOTAR tbh. Her lack of planning and her retconning of characters so that she remains politically correct in current political climates is gross. It's been a pattern I've noticed, but it makes sense considering shes a zionist, but anyway 🥱

I do enjoy the world that she made and I think its an interesting concept to view a centuries old clusterfuck like the IC through a 20 yearold lense. But I wish it had a morsel of taste. Each of the books in this series left me wanting more, especially rereading as an adult.

So to compensate for the parts of the books I hate I just pretend its not upsetting me by psychoanalyzing the characters 😂 Rhys is one that I have a love/hate relationship with for that reason. He is genuinely one of the worst love interests ive seen be this popular in a long time and he has made the worst choices i have ever seen written and then defended by the author.

Feyre however, I would argue is his perfect partner for how awful he is after SF and CC3. But I wish a better author had written this book so we could've seen a decent redemption or a proper Rhysand villain arc. I think this series would've been so much more interesting crossover wise if it had been with tog and had been a mock feysand villain arc. Maeve has daemati powers, so making her an ancestor of Rhysand's through the HL bloodline would've made sense. Hybern could've been a mock villain to lure the reader into a false sense of security and think maybe the NC ARE good guys?

Nesta and Elain join Aelin's circle to take them down after they attempted to seize the dread trove for themselves under Amren's advice, (they dont like her having it clearly). And the emotional climax of the series is Feyre leaving him and joining her sisters, which leads Rhys to pull a tamlin by in turn going to koshei. Could even get Bryce quinlan in to fullfill a life debt to Nesta by using the horn and Feyre's fire powers to give Aelin her magic back somehow, and nesta never has her magic taken back by the cauldron?????? The cauldron had Amren in it and it should've been written that she had to sacrifice her true Daglan immortality to be with Varian. Boom full fucking circle.

But nope, we have Miss Maas.

thanks janet for ruining what couldve been my favorite thing >:^(

but a part of me hopes the Elucien book will include Tamlin's side of the story and Elain confronts Feysand for their *waves arms* everything. And taking Nesta and the Valkyries with them, they deserve better. it wont happen tho, so I'll read fanfic instead.

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Heyy again!

I get where you're coming from. I liked book 1, the way Feyre (and us, in a way) was discovering the SC and a little bit of Prythian as a whole, and I liked Feyre, who was this badass huntress, who had her own opinions, doing what needs to be done, etc... I mean, she went UTM knowing full well she wasn't coming out alive, but she still did it bc it was right, and she wanted to save her man.

Where THAT Feyre went, I'll never know.

As you said, It's an interesting concept seeing everything through a 20 year old's eyes, or it would've been for me if she hadn't started taking everything they said as truth.

Even though I haven't read any CC books yet, my friend spoiled CC3 that Nesta didn't actually lose her powers? That it was more of a bargain with the Couldron, but yeah, it would've been interesting to see crossovers between the series. I think Aelin, Manon, and maybe Lysandra would absolutely despise Rhysand. I would a 100% read a fic with what you described.

As for the Elucien book, like I hope she does good by Lucien because he, out of all the characters, deserves it.

I'm not holding my breath on Elain ever confronting Feysand bc as Rhysand once said, 'Elain is Elain', but a girl can hope.

Also, if Nesta and the valkyries ever become one of Rhysand's legions, I'm pulling a one woman riot before burning the book.

On another note, feel free to DM if you want to continue the conversation or if you're more comfortable this way, I don't mind that either.

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[m00nveil]

18 for galena. i wanna hear her fears and worries. i wanna see what makes this wolf stormblade tick.

OOOOOH THAT'S AN INTERESTING ONE!!!! thank u so much for sending me this! i literally made galena as much of a toxic egotistical beetch as i could hehe so she has some fears and worries that are quite uhhh... well. worrying. this might be long!

being born into the titanomen family isn't as much of a blessing as she initially thought. it was instilled into her from a very young age that the titanomen family is influential AND powerful, and she has no choice but to uphold that. she learned most of her magic from halston, but her parents had even hired a private tutor to teach her some divination before enrolling in ravenwood. even if she was spoiled rotten and had gotten everything she'd ever want and need, every step of hers was monitored by her parents, and so too did she watch her own steps carefully to make sure she doesn't do anything that her parents disapprove of. this treatment is where her fears and worries stem from: not being good enough. not being powerful enough. not being acknowledged and worshipped. failure TERRIFIES her, and it always will. her parents were never entirely satisfied with her because they always wanted her to do more, and that made her mental state even worse.

and sadly, this spiralled into becoming completely obsessed with this "vision" of her that her parents presented, and each time something threatened that vision, she made sure that whatever threatened that vision got what they rightfully deserved in her eyes. even if they didn't do anything bad? to galena, it was not like that. what she perceived is what actually mattered. her behavior never really got her in serious trouble at ravenwood, either. like i said, her family is influential. slap on the wrist typa shit if ykwim, and barely anyone dared defending themselves either, just the way she liked it. that's just simply what comes with being one of the smartest and most talented students at ravenwood who just so happens to have INSANE influence.

anyway! she simply had to be the best of the absolute best. everyone was meant to know who galena titanomen really is and what she is capable of, that she can ruin you and bury you if she really wanted. she had to establish that with people: that she is on a completely different level. anyone unaware of that or just simply not caring like she wanted them to care, pissed her off and made her irrationally angry. she always devised a way to try to make them understand, because she just simply had to prove it that she's the best. she had to protect her very easily crushable and fragile ego with something, so she resorted to vengeance and anger.

oc ask meme in case someone wants to send me more (:

[itsclydebitches]

We can agree that the tonal dissonance is the worst part yes because why did they come out of that good ass smoke confront yourself scene with Ruby making a hilarious meme face at us 😭 can they decide if they want serious or slapstick or at least make said slapstick feel more cruel/surreal, like go for a tone where the characters are suffering but the inherently ridiculous world is constantly fucking with them. I feel like that'd land better than 'hehe Weiss is going grrr and making anime bubbles! Ignore Ruby having a panic attack! This is irrelevant!'

Thanks for responding to the other thing as politely as you did and I hope it didn't come off as a personal attack. You do seem nice and you make a good point I just kind of feel bad for you slogging through this show you hate KSHSKSHS

Nah don't worry about it, anon. Idk how to really explain it, but for me a "bad" show isn't necessarily a "slog" show. I like waking up Saturday morning to watch RWBY, knowing I'll get to write a recap later, engage with other fans throughout the week, etc. It could feel overwhelming at times given the previous one day pace I had set, but not a slog (no matter how much it might sound that way in recaps because, as established, there's A Lot of problems to cover that obviously color my tone). But the moment this project actually becomes an uninspiring slog I'd just... drop it? I mean, no offense to anyone here who likes keeping up with these posts, but I'm not a Content Creator℠ in the sense of this being a job. Tumblr doesn't pay me lol. Whenever/if ever it's no longer enjoyable, it's no longer something I'll do. Simple as that.

Anyway, YEAH. Tone. I had the same sort of, "Wait, huh?" reaction to Ruby's exaggerated panic over losing the Cat (complete with more stylized, manga-esque animation cues) immediately after she's reminded that Salem is two steps away from destroying the whole world and they have no plan to stop her. It's truly jarring. You know what I was thinking about the other day though? How although it's obviously weird, frustrating, and sometimes dangerous, Ever After should also be beautiful. Creative. Inspiring. An astounding, impossible experience! We got a little bit of that with Ruby walking through the garden, but leaning into the girls' amazement could be a good way of lightening the otherwise dark Volume. I mean, they haven't just landed in a fairy tale, but a beloved childhood classic complete with favorite characters, gorgeous scenery, unlimited magic where before they've only seen bits in combat... Do you have any idea how fucking STOKED I would be if I suddenly found myself in Narnia? The Shire? Hogwarts? Or yeah, Wonderland? Even if I knew that there was danger here and even if I had something traumatically important to get back to in the real world, there would still be a part of myself simply giddy at the prospect of exploring my favorite story. If Blake spent more time gushing over meeting her favorite characters, if Weiss stood in awe at the architecture, if Yang was Ooo-ing over the cool creatures here, if Ruby took a breather to look at sentient toys and go, "That's awesome" we could add a lot of lightheartedness without interrupting the primary tone. Right now, the girls' attitude is primarily "Wow, this world is the worst" rather than "Wow, this world is a wonderland." And true, that is (mostly) accurate to Alice's experiences, but it's not helping me enjoy the setting when the girls so clearly hate being there.

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Isn't Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? Side Story Chapter 11

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-Sh*t. Where else I am? Why did this happen again!

I certainly didn't say it out loud, but my thoughts echoed through the space.

-Is it the unconscious world?

As if I did an echo setting, my thoughts echo in the air again.

- Rosary, weren't you on my side? That's a lot of power from my long past life!

While feeling absurd, Lock Visconti came into my sight, and I shut my mouth and held my breath. To see it in a dream and to feel it vividly like a 4D screen is a different feeling.

… He looks just like the real Isidor. Although his personality over there seems a little more sassy.

It also felt like a preview of Isidor's 30s.

-Isn't this the level where you have to pay a fee?

I followed him as he strode down the hallway, as if possessed.

Standing still, Lock Visconti, clutching the doorknob, closed his eyes, took a long deep breath, and slowly opened the door.

He clenched his teeth until his chin bulged out. He seemed to be holding back his tears.

In the room, there was Naila, who was running out of time.

On the day of the decisive battle when the red moon rose, the great demon came down to the ground with his corps, and many people were killed and injured.

Amidst the abyss, Nyla managed to defeat the demon, but it was not a real victory. I used my body full of strong divine power as a vessel to absorb and neutralize the power of the devil.

And as a result of the aftermath, Nyla lived a limited life. She said that the magic that had entered her body began to contaminate her organs as well.

“Come.”

Naila smiles at the man with a pale face. I felt so desperate for how to smile, so if I had tear glands now, I would have cried unintentionally.

“It snowed today. It's cold, it's terribly cold.”

Locke Visconti said bluntly, wiping the snow from my shoulder.

“Still, it was bleeding.”

He held the folded flower in open purple paper in his thin hand.

as if to be strong.

“It’s your favorite lavender.”

“thank you.”

Her fingertips, which were stained black by the magic, trembled finely.

“Don’t say that like a habit. Tell me what starts with 'sa'. It's the best thing you've ever heard To be honest, I can't hear any other words.”

“Hey.”

“Uh, there it is.”

“… I remember?”

“What.”

“The story of the next life.”

Nyla had a firm belief that there would be a next life. It was also a premonition of a saint who was most closely connected with God.

“Remember, you said you were going to be a bad girl next time? good luck I will stick by your side and support you. It would be nice if the flies didn’t get entangled.”

“… Hehe.”

“Even if you laugh like a fool, it's annoying because it's cute.”

“… I love you.”

“me too.”

Lock Visconti's voice settles low.

The two took a deep breath while holding each other's presence.

how much time has passed

The man's breath was rough with sorrow, and thinned like a soft hidden gift of a woman.

And by the end of it, she was so weak that he could no longer feel her presence.

Then came the deep darkness. It was an abyss without a single light.

Even though it was definitely the last in my memory, I was silent for a while, engulfed in deep emotions.

That was then.

- Deborah... .

-Oh, that voice!

The wet voice that flowed from the rosary illuminates the darkness and spreads like ripples. Thump thump, the constriction of the blood vessels and the sensation of the whole body trembling shook the detonator again.

-what is your identity? It doesn't seem like I'm going to teach you anything.

An unidentified voice answered my words.

-I know you well, now you're Deborah, you were once Yoon Do-hee, you used to be Na-ila.

- How the hell do you... ?

- Because I watched.

- Did you watch? Could it be your ancestor?

- anc, your ancestors... !? If I had to define it in human language, I'm a 'body of thought'. Although it does not actually exist, it can be said that it is a form created by the gathering of aspirations.

He didn't like the title of ancestor god, so he hastily started introducing himself.

-desire?

-Yes. You in the past... I put the divine power into a pure white rosary with the desire to share the next life with the person you love.

- I remember that.

-So did Locke Visconti. The white beads hanging from the rosary were made by processing the fangs of the golden dragon that Locke loved.

-Oh My God. It was really precious.

The bones of dragons, which existed only in ancient times, are now very small.

-okay. A man I knew only hand carved the one and only heirloom and presented it to you. With the desire to share the future with you for a long time.

-Then, it means that you are a thought-form created by the meeting of the two's aspirations... ?

-right. It was always nestled in that rosary.

-So your voice sounds familiar.

Although her voice was neutral, there was a similarity to Naila's docile Han Woollim. So, as soon as the rosary was called, I may have stretched out my hand without realizing it.

-Yes. I have a lot to show you.

Once again, the past is vividly unfolding before your eyes.

Against the backdrop of a blood-red full moon, an evil voice resounded through the space, causing a terrifying chill.

- I'm up! House, damn you cheeky bastard, dare!Do you think it will end like this? You won't die pretty! You will suffocate as you struggle in the excruciating pain of rotting your organs! In the abyss, under the bridle of torment, I will struggle forever!

The voice of Lucifer, who has now disappeared.

The devil poured a curse with all his might on Naila, who used her body as a vessel to absorb magic.

- Oh, you bad bastard... . Guess who's not the devil?

The thought body sympathized with my words. a ripple.

- Because of the curse of Lucifer, who is attached to you like a demon, your soul falls into the abyss, out of the reach of the god. After wandering in the deep darkness for a while, he reincarnated in a different dimension, not where he was originally arranged.

“.....”

- Under unhappy circumstances.

- That was Yoon Do-hee.

-yes… .

Thought-form's voice subsided melancholy.

-And the body of Deborah, where your soul was originally supposed to go, will be occupied by an evil spirit.

- That demon, Deborah Seymour, who was doing all kinds of evil before I possessed it, right... ?

-Yes. Being an evil spirit from under Lucifer, he was selfish, violent, and was always vicious in seeing others do better than me.

The thought body spoke in a cold tone.

- And I was attracted to Pilaf, a soul with a color similar to mine.

- Where is the demon now?

-You, the original owner of the body, bounced back as you came back.

-Is she still here?

-The memories of being human were shattered, so she must have lost herself and returned to the form of resentment. Perhaps, when her master, Lucifer, perished, they perished together.

It was fortunate out of misfortune that the evil spirit was thrown away and left behind fragments of memories. Fortunately, it took less time to adjust to when I was possessed.

- You have to be precise! You didn't possess the character in the novel, but you returned to your place. to the place originally assigned to you.

The thought-body made waves in succession.

- Now everything is back in place. The journey has never been smooth, but... hell you did it.

The guy muttered.

-You don't know how much that damn evil spirit choked me when she pretended to be the soul of Mirju's daughter.

In fact, at the time of possession, Deborah was just one step away from the real family register.

-Oh, by the way, Mirju Seymour is the previous life of your father, Georges A Seymour. Mirju was the invitation of the Seymour family, and he was a great wizard who cared for you like his daughter. He is famous for his filthy personality, so if you had any welfare, you wanted to resemble that snake-like human.

-ah. I remember that... .

-Hmm, anyway, it was the worst situation, you destroyed Lucifer with divine magic. That's great.

It's strange to hear that someone has been watching me struggle, even empathizing with me, and telling me that I'm amazing. It wasn't a bad feeling. A little shy though.

- When your wish comes true, I wanted to meet you like this. Because I was a thought-form created by your soul, I was able to keep you up and running.

-Aha. So I pretended there was a problem. To call you back instead of me.

I was worried that the color of the sacred object had changed, but it turned out that this was a ruse devised by this guy.

- Hmmmm! I also mix with Lock's thoughts, so I'm not as kind as you.

The guy said as if making excuses.

- Are you that kind? I liquidated my hogu life. I don't know because I've been watching for a long time.

- That doesn't change the essence of your soul, but... Honestly, it's been an hour.

The thought body seemed to be truly relieved. It's true that it's hard to live in this tough world if you're just too kind.

-By the way, proverbs are great. Remember what Locke Visconti said, Deborah?

“ha. You'll have to be reborn twice to become a bit more toxic.”

To the question of the thought body, I answered yes, recalling what he had said in the past.

-Thanks to that proverb, you did not disappear in the abyss, but were reborn in the dimension that was nearby.

The guy added admiringly.

-I was half serious and half joking, I told you that you will have to be reborn twice to become toxic. I really hoped that you were reborn twice, and your soft personality became so poisonous.

- Yoon Do-hee's life was so spicy that I couldn't help but get excited.

Although Nyla had a harsh fate of being the savior of a dystopian world where demons run rampant, she still had a passionate love affair with the most handsome man in the world.

On the other hand, Yoon Do-hee... .

- It seems that you only studied for your family, a part-time job, an entrance exam, and a job hunting.

-By the way… Aren't you curious?

-What?

-Since Yoon Do-hee, who was born before you, left.

-!

I was startled. This is because, suddenly, the previous life that the thought body was watching began to flow in a fast-forward way before my eyes.

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[sentofight]

Had he asked for this? Indirectly. What with how he's not one to shy away from deriding colder weather while not doing much to bundle himself up. To him, it's funny. But to Edea, perhaps, it was concerning. Reckless guy he is. And now there's a scarf in his hands, and a nervous lady waiting for his reaction.

Oh shit.

She made this herself, didn't she? Realization flashes across viridian eyes, and what had already been a fond thing to receive suddenly felt... different. This is a lot of work, he's no stranger to crafts after all. All this... for him. Wait. She'd said personal training was why her fingers had been bandaged?? Was that a lie?

"Good grief..." Wylan mutters, letting his fingers run over the ridges and threads of the warm article before suddenly he flicks it out, catching Edea about the waist and using the makeshift 'lasso' to yank her nervous butt in to a one-armed hug. "You made this for me? Heh... uh."

"Congratulations, sugarpuff. You... actually got me at a loss for words here. Shit... mm, it's so soft and warm. I can feel how much work you put into this. It's not a gag order gift, to stop me complaining about the cold now, is it? I'm kidding! I love it. And I'll wear it~ how do I look?"

Nervous eyes keep stealing glances at the man in front of her. She poured all her heart into making this. W-well, and some blood which she had to wash before giving it to him. No one told her that knitting is almost like a battling! Mrgrgrr..! Sage Yulyana makes it soooooo easy! He whips dresses left and right and she? She barely managed to knit this scarf without losing both her hands. Nn... perhaps she is not cut out for this sort of thing...? I mean ... it is so dull. Her first attempt was to make a funny looking Wylan-like face to the side but er, um.. that was scrapped when it looked like a demon more than chibi wylan.

Fidgeting in her place, she watched him trace the scarf. Did he liked it? No? Yes? What is it!? "D-do you...--eeep!?" her question was caught in her throat when he suddenly yanked her close to him using the scarf. Hands quickly hold onto his shirt to keep her balance. "H-hey! What was that for!?" same hands tried now to push herself away from him but let's face it, if she wanted to back away she could've whacked him but she is ...being the tsundere she is.

"I-if you don't want it, just say it! I'll take it back!" huffing and pouting at him. Eyes followed his hands when he wrapped the scarf around his neck. There was a light--stars and small tiny hearts and sparkles in them seeing him in the thing she made. Her lips parted to say something but then a smile was suitable now, and her shoulders relaxed. He's...unbelievable. How can he look so handsome in something this ...eh. Makes her heart race and want to jump out of her chest. He's so unfair.

Cheeks dusted pink, "Mhm..." nodding to him but avoiding eye contact but she took a deep breath and steeled herself. "You look handsome." aaaaaaah! she said it! she knows he will take this and run with it but at this moment, sure why not. He is handsome. Edea reached to fix the scarf around his neck then fingers traced his jawline. "I can always warm you up," get your head out of the gutter boy, you know who you are dating. "I can cast fire magic all you want, like that time in the caving, hehe."

She knows this is a good chance to surprise him even more so she was on her tippy toes, yanked him by the scarf, and kissed him softly. To her, it felt like the world came to a halt until they parted away.

[votestaynight]

8th day "Sword and Magic II" (scene 3)

――Let's take the long way home.

It's about a five minute detour.

This is just like a whim, so I shouldn't have to worry about excuses――

I go by the park and put my brakes on.

"―――――"

I stop the bicycle.

I enter the park with the groceries still in the bicycle cart.

"――Why?"

Why is it like this?

It was just a whim.

Inside the park I passed, thinking that it would be nice if I could meet her again…

…Is the figure of a silver-haired girl.

Ilya is standing there absent-mindedly, not doing anything.

It doesn't seem like she notices me.

I can leave right now if I want to.

But――if I was going to do such a thing, I wouldn't have come by this park in the first place.

"Ilya."

I call out to her.

"――Who's there!?"

"Um, it's just Shirou."

"Eh… really, Shirou…?"

She must have been really surprised, as Ilya is looking at me with wide open eyes.

"Actually, yeah. I came to play since there's not much to do, but Sella said I shouldn't see you. She said it's no fun playing with you because I'm going to end up killing you soon anyway."

"Why are you so surprised?

This place is near the shopping district, so I pass by it from time to time. How about you, why are you here? You were here yesterday too, so do you have a lot of free time?"

"Ah――well, that's…"

…Whoa.

I don't know how to answer that. She just said something that really troubles me….

"But I think that's wrong because it's fun being with you. So I thought I might see you here, and I was waiting for ages.

――Yeah. I'm glad you came."

"…Hold on. You weren't really waiting for me, were you?"

"I was.

I've been thinking for ages it would be nice if you came."

"…Idiot. You don't like the cold, right? If you want to see me, come to my place――no, that's bad. If you met Saber, it'd just turn into a fight.

But still, there are plenty of other ways. You would've been able to find me if you were waiting in the shopping district like yesterday."

"No, I can't do that. I can't come and see you myself. Yesterday was a one-time only cheat.

So I just waited where you might come today, and it ended up working."

"…I understand, but why did you come to see me? Well, if a conversation like yesterday is enough, I'll keep you company."

Saying so happily, Ilya takes a few steps as if dancing.

Her swaying silver hair makes her look like a real winter fairy.

"No, it's nothing today. I just wanted to see you, and we're enemies anyways. I'll come and kill you when the Holy Grail War's almost over, so let's talk then."

She says it so innocently.

…That unsuitability is unbearable.

It's not because I'm going to be killed. I just don't think being a Master suits her.

"…Ilya. Is that really something you want to do?

Did you really enter this war by your own choice?"

"…Doesn't that mean you're just doing what your grandfather told you to do? You didn't become a Master by your own will, did you?"

"Yeah, that's right. It was what my grandfather told me to do.

I'm the most suited to be a Master out of all the Einzberns, and I'm the owner of the big Holy Grail."

"Hmmm… Was that it…? I can't remember too well, but I've been a Master since I was born. So they said it's only natural for me to fight."

"――That's wrong. If you're only fighting because people tell you to, stop.

First of all, such killing doesn't suit you, Ilya."

Ilya stops moving.

Her eyes look directly into mine.

"…That's right. Putting others aside, I don't like someone like you fighting. If it's possible, I want you to quit being a Master and stay calm."

"…Hmm. It doesn't look like you're pleading for your life.

It looks like Onii-chan's really worried about me."

"Hehe. Let's see, if you'll be my Servant, I'll quit. Then I won't have to kill you."

"I'm saying you should stop fighting. I'm telling you to get rid of your Servant, so why do I have to become your familiar?"

"Wha――w-w-what are you saying!? Do you know what it means to tell me to be a Servant…!?"

…No, first of all, I can't substitute for Berserker!

"Not a familiar, I said a Servant.

Servants are people that are always with you, right? So all you have to do is stay by my side."

"Eh――huh?"

…Hold on.

Could it be, Ilya――

"Let me ask you something. What is a Servant, Ilya?"

"It's mine, right? My grandfather said it's someone that's always by my side and protects me."

"――"

…As I thought.

Servants must be just that for Ilya.

None of the Command Spell or Master stuff concerns her.

For her, a being that protects her is a Servant.

"…I see. But I still can't do that. I can't accept that condition, so give me something else."

"W-What?

Are you saying I'm not good enough for you…?"

"No, nothing like that but… well, how can I put this―――"

I'm worried about her, but I can't be someone who'll be by her side all the time――

"――Ilya, I already have Saber.

And as a Master, I also have to stop the other Masters. Um, I'm sorry, but I can't be your Servant."

"…! What!? I made a compromise because it was you, but if you say that, I don't even know you…!"

"Hey… hold on, Ilya, I'm not done――"

"Stupid Shirou! It's terrible of you to embarrass a girl!"

"Oh… she's gone…"

She doesn't listen to me and just runs out of the park.

Though I run after her, I can't find her anywhere.

"Geez. This is just like yesterday."

I sigh and return to my bike.

…But, well, if she's like that, I'm sure she won't suddenly attack me like she did the first night we met.

That means there's at least one more chance to convince her.

Even after lunch, we do the same things.

I wholeheartedly exchange shinai blows with Saber.

The training that should continue until Tohsaka or Fuji-Nee gets home is…

…Interrupted by a doorbell to let me know a visitor is here.

"Shirou, it seems there is a visitor."

"Yeah, I heard it. I'll go, so please stay here."

"…No. There is a possibility that it is an unwanted visitor. I shall accompany you, just in case."

"―――Hm."

What Saber says is plausible.

…It is, but if the visitor happens to be a neighbor, there is a chance they'll get suspicious of Saber.

Because it's supposedly just me living in this house.

But….

"Well, what happens will be what happens."

Sakura and Fuji-Nee come here often, so I shouldn't start worrying about public image now.

"All right, come on, Saber. But please stay quiet if the visitor's a normal person."

"I know. I am to be your distant relative, is that right?"

"Yeah, that's good."

"Yeah, I'm coming!"

Hurried by the doorbell, I open the entrance door.

"Excuse me. I heard you were not feeling well, so I came to see how you were doing, Emiya."

Instead.

The visitor is not some enemy or some neighbor, but a friend from school.

"Oh, it's just you, Issei."

"It's rude to say that. Is that an appropriate attitude to take towards a friend who has come to see you?"

Complaining, Issei hands me a paper bag.

"Hm? What's this? Apples?"

"It's a get-well gift. When the person who usually never gets sick is absent from school, I should at least bring something."

"――Hm."

I'm grateful for his concern, but I'm not absent because I'm sick.

…And also, it seems wrong for a young student to bring a bag of apples for a sick friend.

"What, Emiya? Don't you like fruit?"

"Oh, I like them. Yeah, it's complicated, but I'll accept your good intentions."

I bow in appreciation.

"…Emiya. This is a sudden question, but who is that woman behind you?"

"Huh?"

That said, I turn around.

Of course, Saber followed me here.

"Oh――"

I see. Issei must have seen Saber when I bowed.

"…It is not someone I've seen before. Why is such a woman at your house?"

Issei stares rudely at Saber.

He's really bashful in front of strangers and he can be really coldhearted towards strangers or people he dislikes.

"Uh, well, she's called Saber and, um…"

"I am a distant relative of Shirou. I was treated kindly by the master of this house, Kiritsugu, when he was in my country.

I came to sightsee here the other day, and I am staying here thanks to my relation to him."

"――――Huh?"

Saber smoothly delivers a convincing story.

"So you're an acquaintance of Emiya's father? I hear he loved traveling. I am sure he would have had the chance to meet someone like you."

"―――――What!?"

Ryudou Issei, who's supposedly bashful around strangers, easily accepts the fact.

"I see. I understand your situation, Emiya.

Your sickness is just an excuse and you were showing her around, right?"

"Uh――yeah. I guess you could say that."

…Yeah, I guess I'm not lying, on the grand scale.

"Then you won't mind if I intrude. Get me some tea in appreciation for me bringing it back. Let's talk about what has happened at school these past two days."

Issei comes in, taking off his shoes.

"…? What do you mean by appreciation? I'm busy, you know?

Let's talk some other time."

"What are you saying? You left your bike outside our place, right?"

"Oh… yeah, I left my bike at the Ryudou Temple."

"Yes. So I brought you your bike.

Even though I was busy, I went straight home without attending the student council and came here. Are you saying you cannot even give me some tea for that?"

"――Ugh."

That's certainly helpful.

Even though I have 3 bicycles, the one I left at the Ryudou Temple is the most expensive one and my favorite.

"Sorry. Could you guys go to the living room? I'll go prepare some tea. Japanese tea for Issei and English tea for Saber, right?"

"…Sorry, Saber. Can we take a little break?"

Saber nods silently.

"Wha… I-I am joining as well!? I-I do not know about that. I do not think you will be able to talk freely with your friend if I am there."

"That's not true. Right, Issei?"

"Right. Girls are loud, but Saber-san is fine. Humble women are a part of our cultural heritage."

"See. So please go ahead."

"Uh… yes. I understand, but Shirou…"

"What? Is there something else?"

"Could I have Japanese tea as well? I do not dislike Japanese tea."

For some reason, Saber says so clearly.

It feels a bit weird, her saying that in her usual manner.

We talk about meaningless things for an hour, then Issei decides to go home.

The conversation we had in the living room was mostly about school, and I asked him tentatively if there was anything strange going on, but it seems school continued as usual.

"I'll see you. Will you be skipping tomorrow as well?"

"Yeah, I can't go to school this week. I have to be with Saber tomorrow again."

"I see. Well, there shouldn't be any problems if you are with that girl. There are suspicious aspects, but they don't even need to be considered."

Issei nods to himself.

…Come to think of it, how was it possible for this guy, so bashful around strangers, not to hate Saber?

"Hey Issei. You were in a good mood even though it was your first time meeting Saber. What's up with that?"

"What are you saying? I grew up in a temple. What would I do if I couldn't tell good from evil? I do not know her origins, but her spirit is pure. She cannot be a bad person."

"Wow. So you can tell that sort of thing? I'm a bit impressed."

"…Well, I can't normally. But even an amateur can tell if it's that great.

Even a monk in training will notice divinity if a Buddha stands next to him. In other words, Saber-san is that beautiful."

…This is rare indeed.

Issei is praising a woman.

"I see. So you like Saber too."

That's good.

I was worried Issei wouldn't like her since all she did was sit there and listen silently.

"Of course. She's a good girl. It's hard to dislike her."

"Yeah. I see she's a good girl, but she's a little antisocial, right? She's always like that, so it doesn't mean she dislikes you."

"Huh? Is she antisocial?"

"She is. She hasn't laughed yet. She's always had a troubled face, even when we were laughing and talking about Fuji-Nee."

"No, she was smiling quite a lot."

"――Huh?"

That's ridiculous.

It's true that Saber looks peaceful sometimes.

But when I haven't yet seen her smile even once…!?

"You're lying. I can't imagine Saber busting her sides with laughter."

"…No, it's not like that.

She was smiling when she saw you smile. Didn't you notice?"

―――?

She was smiling when she saw me smile…?

"…Um. Does that mean she was making fun of me…?"

"――I see, you interpret some things rather oddly.

But you should torment yourself on that issue. Everything starts from questioning yourself. Kah!"

With his usual comments, he leaves laughing.

"Hm――what does he mean?"

He leaves me with only suggestive comments.

At least say goodbye to me, you idiot.

Today's training ends when the sun sets.

I'm near my limit, and I have to get Tohsaka to teach me magic tonight.

I couldn't accomplish my goal of landing a blow on Saber, but I should save some of my energy for tonight.

So, it's my turn to cook dinner tonight.

Saber went to wash off her sweat after me, so she won't be back for a while.

"I'm home. Oh, you're preparing dinner properly, Shirou.

"Good for you, well done."

"Hey, Shirouuu. Can I eat these apples?" she asks me while looking at the apples on the table.

Fuji-Nee enters the living room energetically, heads straight for the cushion, and sits down.

Unlike Saber, who has to sleep through half of the day, she's like this twenty-four hours a day.

I bet she's like this even when she's asleep.

"Go ahead. As you can see, we have plenty. It's necessary for each person to eat three a day."

"Really? Then should we make something like apple pie. Well, I mean you, though."

Fuji-Nee bites into the apple while saying something loosely.

…The ones on the table are the ones I've washed already, but I guess she's not the type to care about such things.

"…Geez, they're a get-well gift too…"

Even though it was just a misunderstanding, shouldn't she be more thoughtful about a gift given by a friend who cares for me?

I have to tell her clearly.

[short-black-diamond]

Elijah is the simp

"...wait until the author finds motivation to keep writing." HAH real enemy: Motivation

Now have a drink you deserve, I offer *slide over some fresh water*🫵🫶

- 🍰nom

I'm an even bigger simp for him 🍰-nom you have no idea- *takes fresh water from you* mmmmm flllllllavvoorrrrrrrrr<333 Yes my enemy is having no motivation, but what's more frustrating is that I have a story in mind -all perfect, perfect plot and stuff-, but I then also have to write it down. Also I'm going to do it with the reader cooking-it will be essential for the next part which I'll be writing. Anyways-

Part one

Word count: 4.3 k also I didn't proofread

My golden Boy! -> part two!

{ Last time:

You then helped him take his off too. When you were done, you looked into his eyes and you noticed what a beautiful touch of blue they were.

you also noticed his right brow which was shorter than the left. You wanted to know the story behind it. Otherwise, you found it kinda cute...Elijah was actually kinda cute...and handsome-

'Was Elijah always this good-looking...?'

"What I wanted to ask was---why are you fighting, like--wh-what is your reason?!"

"Do you really want to know?", you said. }

But something seemed...off. Why was your tone so...sad? You sighed as you sat down, petting the spot next to you. Elijah sat down quickly. "I suppose Kublai told you a bit about my past?"

"Yeah, he did.", he answered. 'maybe she doesn't want to talk about it!' "ah, but if you don't want to talk about it, then it's fine! Really!"

You looked at him with a relieved expression. "Thanks. It's just..I don't really know you that well, I mean you must be a good person if Kublai hangs out with you, but like--we only know each other since like, seven hours? So...yeah. I don't really feel comfortable about sharing very personal stuff with people I just met... Sorry-"

"Don't apologize! I'm sorry for asking you that! I should've actually waited for that question..hehe."

You grinned and your sharp canines came to view. Gosh, he'd love to get bit- "All good Eli. And now let's go eat something."

Elijah had to shake his head physically to make his pervy thoughts dissappear and earned a confused but also concerned look from you.

...

"Hello, my name is Milana Marinova, and I'm so, so glad to take on this tournament as a special guest!", you cheered into the camera. To the people who didn't know you, you were looking more like a pop star, or an influencer, or just...a model. But to the people who watched your fights, you were a source of inspiration.

Craig Gills, the producer and director of the reality TV show of this tournament, shook your hand briefly and found a cookie in his hand magically. "Oh? How'd you do that?", the bearded man asked as he examined the sweet thing in his hand, the microphone holder and the camera man were staring at him in envy.

You smiled at the man sitting in front of you. "I think that you guys will have trouble with dealing with the fighters this season, so I'd like to take some off that weight off your shoulders in which I will cook you some homemade meals and not unhealthy stuff- if that's alright with you guys, of course."

The staff looked at you happily and Mr. Gills smiled. "Why thank you very much, but will you also cook for the fifteen fighters here as well?", he asked. [Actually, you two should be discussing about your past and what you'd be doing in this tournament, but we'll come to that later.]

"Hmm, I think I can do that, but I'll need to go to the market and stuff -not that it bothers me! I'll be able to make new friends by that!- I just think that it'll be a bit hard taking into account their allergies and intolerances - do you guys have any allergies?"

"Peanuts!", the guy holding the microphone yelled. "Pistachios!", answered the cameraman. [ep. 3] "Mine's just strawberries.", Mr. Gills said calmly, to which you smiled again.

"Alrighty! A big nono for Pea...nuts...Pis....ta....chi...os...and strawberries. Great, now I can make a list- please tell me if you guys would have anything in mind I could cook for you guys, otherwise I'd just cook my traditional food, plus european dishes.", you remarked into your notebook and smiled at the men.

The three smiled right back. Then, Mr. Gills looked at his cards. "Ms. Marinova, would it be okay if I asked you a few questions about your fights? And maybe your connection to Kublai?"

"Why yes of course, Uncle Gills. Go ahead.", you answered and put one leg over the other. Your long hair was open today and you felt cute as well so you chose to wear a light blue dress that went down to the middle of your calves. You also wore high heels. You really didn't look like a fighter, more like a model or actress.

"Okay, ahem. For your information, all the questions I will be asking you about are from your fans, Ms. Marinova."

You giggled. "Ask away."

"Alright. Why did the people in russia give you the name 'dewushka yaga'? What does it mean?", he asked, and you chuckled, drying your wetting eyes.

"Oh my, to have this question as the first? phew, okay. Uncle Gills, do you know baba yaga? A russian fairytale witch who lives in a house which stands on one chicken leg? Where baba -which means grandma witch in russian- is, well, a witch who eats small children who got lost in her forest.

I guess when the people saw me fighting against my opponents with my open hair once and it reminded them of the witch, but I don't know why...I think there's still a video-"

"You mean this one?", Mr. Gills asked as he interrupted you, and you looked to the side where a TV stood. There, you saw yourself beating into your female opponent. You were drilling into her while laughing like the maniac you became when you were in the cage and your hair freed itself at one point, springing in all directions all fuzzy and curly and well, with the lights, your hair, the blood on your face and you laughing all crazy it was no wonder the people called you dewushka yaga.

You were cringing at the video. "That's so embarrassing to look at.", you mumbled and Mr. Gills laughed. "Are you serious? You beat that woman -who was undefeatable before- into a pulp before she could even launch herself at you, Milana! And it also fascinated the fans to get to know you more!"

You sighed and buried your face in your hands. "I know, Sir, but still...I just...I feel sorry for them."

"Oho?" "Wha- No! I didn't mean it in a sarcastic way, I swear! It's just...Somehow, whenever I'm in that cage, something in me switches and I'm no longer Milana Marinova but dewushka yaga. It-it frightens me sometimes. Like, I can't even control it, you know? That cage is like a portal to another world, where I become some sort of--monster, who nearly kills everything that moves.", you said, hugging your arms tightly, wrinkling your pretty sleeves in the process as you looked at the ground in front of you with a troubled expression.

Mr. Gills looked sorry now too. "Oh, I'm sorry. Would you still like to keep going? If you want to, we can talk in private and I can summarise everything later."

"Really?" "Of course, it's the least we can do. But I want pancakes tomorrow morning." "Good thing that I make the best pancakes known to earth!"

And with that, you hugged Mr. Gills [new possible father figure?] goodbye and gave micro- and camera man each a sweet they saw you give Mr. Gills earlier. They thanked you heartily. You left, but not before giving all three of them an autograph.

J.J. came into view and you greeted him politely. "Hello, Mr. Jericho." "hello, Ms. Marinova. Thank you for finally arriving here. I suppose your people have arranged your room now?" "Yes, I'm glad we could afford that nearby hotel. By the way, are you really going to let me fight or did you just invite me for personal reasons?"

Mr. Jericho laughed as he put his hands in his pockets, going outside with you. "Ms. Marinova, do you know how famous you actually are? The fans you have are -and I dare say- crazier than you in the cage, and that's saying a lot."

You chuckled at this. "Still...I...I just can't believe I'm actually here. It just feels so surreal...!"

"Well, it certainly is real [I wish], Ms. Marinova. Even when you lose against your opponent here, the fans will still support you."

You halted abruptly. "You think I'll lose?", and a tick mark appeared on your temple. The older man only shrugged his shoulders at you. "Depends. You might be scary, but do you really think you can hold a cup to my fighters?"

"If you keep talking like that, then you'll make me increase my body count."

"What, you horny?"

"No, I kill."

And with that, you went back, leaving a scared Jericho outside.

...

You were outraged. Not because something happened to Kublai. Or to you. Somebody destroyed -more like tore apart- someting Elijah held close to him.

"Who'd do something like that?!", you yelled as you patted Elijah's back in comfort. His room, which was actually just the fucking cellar with a bed and his bag, filled with tomato cans, had one covered wall. On the wall stood:

"You suck. 8 and 24."

...and a little to the right stood "Can.", for tomato can.

You dashed to the cleaning room to grab cleaning supplies as soon as you saw it, while Elijah looked inside his bag. As you came back, you heard him asking who tore his picture of him and his dad apart and then...you shook. Kublai held you close to him as your eyes were unnaturally wide, your fists turned white, and the handle of the bucket with water you carried folded by how hard you held it.

"Hey, we'll talk to the culprits, Mila. Wanna go outside for a moment?", the mongolese asked as he lay his head on top of yours but you just kep shaking. "If I don't punch something right now, Kublai, then I'll punch someone."

He quickly led you away from the scene and ordered Vasily to clean up this mess. You and Kublai stepped outside where he took you to a big rock which just uselessly stood there as decoration.

"Now, let all your anger out-"

*CRACK*

"-I meant as in 'take a breath'...but breaking that rock is also a solution...How do you feel?"

You were panting as you kept hitting the broken pieces of stone, not answering Kublai, and Kublai watched you with a sad expression. 'I wish she'd forget about that incident...'

It took you some moments to finally register that you were outside, and that it started to rain. You looked up to him. "How...how long have we been here?"

He looked at his watch. "For about ten minutes. Wanna talk or walk?", but upon your unsure looking face, which kept looking between him and the rock and the mansion, he crouched down and picked up the pieces you broke.

"You know, Mila, I'm glad that you have found a new person to care about. And I'm even more glad that it's Elijah. Also...when you're about to fight against either Zach or Ethan...please break their bones for Elijah. And me, of course."

You grinned at him sweetly. "You don't have to tell me that, bro. How about...we pay them a visit?"

And with that, you and Kublai left the from you pulverised rock where it was. The next person who'd see it would be suprised to see something like taht and wonder how it even happened.

...

"Zach!", Elijah yelled as he approached Zach and Ethan playing billard. you and Kublai were to his right, and Vasily and Mario (the one without a right hand/minecraft steve's wardrobe/cool tattoos) on his left.

"Well...if it isn't the bob cyclone of MMA."

"Why the hell were you in my room?!"

zach grinned as he looked at Elijah. "I don't know what-" "Bullshit!"

(the staff would have to cut off all the swearing later.)

Mario raised his voice. "Don't play stupid, zach. I saw you leave Elijah's room earlier."

"Me? I was here, chatting with Ethan and Bokassa about magical horns.", he explained as Ethan snickered. Bokassa corrected him that it was spiritual horns they were talking about and also called him a baboon.

Elijah looked like he could pounce on Zach any second now, but Zach himself didn't pay the russian in fornt of him any mind, too engrossed in guilttripping Mario.

"I'm dissappointed, Mario, I thought we were teammates...", he said, coming a little closer to Mario. "You look right at home with the other guys. I can't help but wonder whose side you're on."

But Mario didn't budge. "Don't get it twisted, Zach. We have the same coach, but we are not teammates."

You were glad that Vasily and Mario had Elijah's back, even when they were not training under the same coach.

However, Elijah took the word again as he walked up to Zach and pointed towards Zach's chest. "Do you know what you just did?"

"No, actually. Fill me in later?"

"You sonofa-"

In less than a second, Ethan grabbed Elijah's arm. You backed away from the wall to walk to to the "Cheetah" (=Ethan's stage name), but Kublai held you back.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to point...? Pretty rude if you ask me." "I guess she had more important things to worry about.", Elijah answered with a frown.

You stared Ethan up and down, but looked at Kublai and stomped a little. He then saw it too. Ethan's houseslippers were covered red. He nodded to you, and you nodded back.

Noone else seemed to have noticed you and Kublai silently conversating, but it was better like that, anyways.

"My issue is with Zach. But don't worry. Your ass whooping is coming soon." 'yes Eli, show 'em who's boss!', you thought, but Elijah looked down on his arm which got--squeezed?!, by Ethan, who loughed like santa (a little).

"Ohoho! We have a shit talker here. I like it!" 'This guy...is really strong!', the russian thought as he glared at Ethan. You were thinking of splitting open his skull, but then Elijah wouldn't get to have that bonus. Ugh, keeping yourself in check used up all your energy on self control.

"Don't fuck our fight up, Elijah, I'm really looking forward to my finish bonus.", then he grinned. "Now be a sport, and wait for your ass kicking...", and Ethan grabbed his arm tighter, "...like the tomato can you are."

Elijah only glared at Ethan with a blank face before yanking his arm back but ready to grab Ethan this time, however, he got held up by V-Cube. "Forget about them, Elijah. Don't get kicked off the show. You can stay in our room until yours is fixed."

You and Jublai stood back as Elijah, Vasily and Mario left the room.

...

Now, Elijah had trouble doing what Mr. Trevor ordered him to do. Weigh-ins were the next day, and Elijah's nerves were on high alert, but he couldn't focus to save his life. Elijah also couldn't fight against you properly. When you pushed him away, he just let himself fall to the ground. You lost it. "Okay that's it! Eli, you, Kublai, match- NOW!", you yelled as you took him by the hand and yanked him up.

He felt like a ragdoll when he flew in the air a little because of the strength you had.

Kublai made himself ready. Mr. Trevor also looked interested. "That's a good idea, Milana. And Elijah, if you can fight one round against Kublai, you can do ten with all the other fighters here."

"Except for me.", you chimed in.

Kublai sneered at you. "Watcha say??" "Remember that time where I beat the crap out of you?"

"...when was that?"

"That time where you woke up all bruised. you didn't even remember who you were going up against and thought it was a mysterious man, but it was actually me."

Kublai looked at you like the time where you told him that Santa was not real. "...What?"

"Do you need a rematch?", you asked, hald deadpanning at him.

"No, you two will not fight against each other. ...if that happens, the mansion might collapse...Now, Elijah and Kublai, get ready to fight."

"Beat his ass!" "Thanks, Milana!" Both men said. You sweatdropped as they looked at each other.

"Of course she'd mean me, Kublai."

"I call bull, she's my sister, after all!"

"Ugh, beat each other!" "Got it!"

"Do you know who'll win?", Mr. Trevor asked you as Elijah and Kublai went into the cage.

"You or me will have to interfere. In the worst case, I'll have to knock Kublai out.", you said in a tone that knew what would happen. The coach looked at you with a concerned face.

As Elijah put on his red headgear, he saw Kublai without one. "Kublai, where's your headgear?", the russian asked as he pointed towards his own head.

Kublai smiled lazily as he anwered. "Don't need one, I'll be just fine."

And for a moment, Elijah just stood there before tossing his headgear out of the ring. It landed right in front of you. Coach Trevor, Elijah and Kublai were in the ring as you sat on one of the many seats and observed the soon-to-be fight.

Elijah said something to which Kublai raised his arms. You locked eyes with Coach Trevor and made a kicking motion with your leg. He nodded while a droplet of sweat flew down the side of his face.

And when he said "GO!", Elijah and Kublai leaped at each other.

[I'm not going to spoil anything more abt their fight]

...

You and Kublai were standing on either side of the door, as you and Kublai glared daggers into Zach and Ethan. You smiled sympathetically, but Kublai was staring at them with a bored face.

You took the first word, addressing Ethan. "You were in it too, weren't you Ethan?", you asked as you smiled at him sadly.

Kublai continued. "Your shoes had drops of tomato paste. You were the one who wrote on Elijah's wall."

Ethan grinned as he glared right back at your best friend. "Well, no shit Sherlock."

You gave him another sad face as you asked him why. "I can understand Zach, but what did Elijah ever do to you?"

Ethan snickered as he walked towards you. He put one hand on the wall next to your head as he leaned down to you. "Listen, doll. There's just some things a man's gotta do. If you're free later, I could tell ya more about it.", the fighter said, smirking down at you.

Meanwhile, Kublai was chuckling as you looked up at him with big, doe eyes. "Doll? Do I look like a doll to you?", you asked with a smile, a sweet little blush making your cheeks rosy.

Ethan blushed a little as well as he answered you with a, "Yes, and a very cute one as well."

You then averted your eyes shyly as you whipped around with your upper body from side to side. "Then...could you do me a favor?"

"Can't promise anything when it comes to fighting that Elijah guy, sweetheart."

Kublai smirked at him mischievously, and Zach sensed danger, but Kublai didn't do a thing.

You giggled as you looked up at him. "Ah, no, that's not what I meant. You know, I've been fighting myself too, Ethan. ...If you look up "dewushka yaga", then videos of me should pop up. Please...if you're free later...could you give me some tips on how to improve my skills?"

Ethan blushed even more when you smiled up at him. "S-sure thing!"

And then you bid a good night, but before that, you turned around. "And Ethan, after you've watched that video, I expect you to come. Let's meet in the kitchen, alright?"

Ethan smirked again. "You can count on me, sweets."

And with that, you and Kublai left. "Damn, you sure about her? She's pretty damn close with Kublai.", Zach said as he thought back to your interaction. Kublai not interfering when Ethan stepped too close to you? There was something foul.

"Nah, I ain't too worried about him."

Ethan plopped down on to a sofa and typed down your stage name.

Then he froze. There were thousands of videos with aa frozen picture of you laughing into the camera lika a maniac, your goth make-up highlighting your crazy-wide smiling face.

The captions were "DEWUSHKA YAGA KILLS OFF UNDEFEATABLE..." "DEWUSHKA YAGA; THE MOST BRUTAL FIGHT..." "WHO IS DEWUSHKA YAGA?!" "DEWUSKA YAGA BEATING ALL HER OPPONENTS TO A..." "WILL ANYBODY EVER DEFEAT DEWUSHKA YAGA?!"

With hesistance, Ethan tapped on the least intimidating-looking video. Big mistake. The video started with you posing in front of the camera, your tight ponytail holding your dark hair in place. Your dark goth outfit did your body pretty much justice and you actually looked rather sexy than intimidating. But then, there was a cutely dressed girl which he knew, that girl could beat many people, after all.

He was immersed into the video that Zach plopped down right next to him to see what he was watching. The recording went on a bit, interviewing before the fight. You grinned into the camera. "She's cute, but I think that after I'm done with her...plastic surgery wouldn't even be able to give her back her looks."

And the cute dressed girl giggled when the interviewer played out your words for her to hear. "Ohhhh, she thinks she's all that! But no, I'll beat that newbie!"

Uh, yeah, no.

You beat her to a pulp. While laughing crazily, you broke her limbs and smashed her head many times into the fighting grounds. BEfore the guards could pull you away from her not moving body, you bashed her face one last time into the ground, and the ground broke.

Ethan had seen enough. He thought back on how he cornered you and how he called you these petnames. Then he thought about you wanting to see him later. Ethan thought about shitting his pants. "Told ya. Something was foul.", Zach whispered as he went to his dorm.

...

[the fight day]

"HeY, gUys.", Elijah greeted Joe, Vasily and Medusa.

"Stop moving around, Elijah.", Kublai grumbled, hyper-fixated on binding his hand neatly and perfectly. Just how you would do it.

"Where's Eva?", Vasily asked as he looked around. "She said she'd bring him a lucky-snack for the fight.", the mongolese answered while Elijah sat shaking in his seat.

Mr. Trevor paced around, mumbling something under his breath.

Joe, being the GSM he was, wanted to mock Elijah. "Hah! He's shitting his-" "He's in high spirits!", the blonde interrupted him, not wanting Elijah to feel any more down than he already was. Joe warned V-Cube to watch his mullet as he got pushed down by his neck by him.

You just came in time. "Okay, sorry for the wait! I had to take it out from yesterday! I'm glad I found a lunchbox last minute!", you exclaimed as you took out a spoon and opened the lunch box. Elijah looked inside of it, and saw a salad. A colourful salad.

He frowned. "What's inside?" "Eggs (Egg white and yolk), Peas, Sasiska (=Sausage), potatoes, carrots, pickles and mayonaise! It's also called-"

"Moscowsky Salat?! You made it?! How?!", Vasily interrupted and already drooled at the cool salad. "By preparing it. And now eat at least a spoon, Eli.", you instructed as you took a small portion and held it in front of his lips.

The dark haired russian blushed, not having expected for you to spoonfeed him, but he didn't complain. He closed his eyes as he took a bite, and he fell in love. "More-" "After you've won."

Elijah looked up to you. "This salad is full, Elijah, and it's still cold. Moscowsky Salat is served best cold, so you better hurry up before it gets warm."

He nodded, determined to win and get another delicious taste of the salad you made. "I will!", and he ran to his bag to get his mouthguard. But he rummaged a little too long. "Blyat! I can't find it! I still can't find my mouthguard!"

'Did I leave it back in my room?!', he thought as he stared at his bag in betrayal. [bro the bag never did anything to you]

All of a sudden, Mr. Trevor seemed to have gotten alive as well, because he spawned next to Elijah and scared the hell out of him. "Who the hell forgets their mouthguard?!", he yelled angrily while Elijah screamed in fear.

You looked at Kublai. "Give him your "watching a fight" mouthguard, Kublai!", you commanded and he fished it out of his pockets as Elijah scolded Mr. Trevor to not scare him like that. Mr. Trevor only looked at him like that😠. [I don't know which other emoji would suit best.]

Kublai told him that he could use his special mouthguard and you sighed. vasily came closer to you and tapped your shoulder as you deadpanned at your "older brother" for telling Elijah and Mr. "Uncle" Trevor about his different mouthguards used for different activities.

"Ah, Vasily, what's up?", you asked as you looked up to him with a smile. Vasily stared at your box, as he fidgeted with his fingers shyly. "C-could I have a bite?"

You grinned, showing your sweet fangs. "I actually packed a few more boxes in case more people wanted to eat."

You internally melted when you gave Vasily a box containing some of your salad with an included spoon to which he showed his most precious and cute smile to you while thanking you. Joe looked interested as well, along with Medusa, but you shook your pointy finger in front of Mullet man. "No-no's for you, cause you bullied Elijah. Here, Sir.", you then smiled at Medusa sweetly, who glowed in excitement. Rumsfeld grumbled under his breath.

"This tastes so good! I haven't had this salad in such a long time!", V-Cube cried, munching away happily as Medusa froze when he tasted the salad. "This tastes incredible...! Do you have more of that?"

You just put your pointy finger on your lips with a smile because of Vasily. He had a shitty diet and if he heard that you had more, then he'd eat it all up, gaining even more weight and you didn't want that. Medusa glanced at him, then nodded in understanding.

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ALRIGHTY!! I wrote this far, and yeah. I think I'll write more parts of these, but that's it for today. I hope you liked this part, 🍰-nom.

Requests are still open!

Read you in the next post!