#i took some creative liberties on this one

[kurishiri]

Premium END ┊ Wrapped in a Wicked Romance —Darius Vogel—

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— cw: depiction of drowning and near-death experience. p.s., i left a new years message in the end!

——Care to see what said ‘most unfortunate’ future is as well?

—— Alleyway ——

(…was what Darius said. It’s almost like…)

(Whatever is approaching upon that gentleman would be his most unfortunate future.)

Looking on at the gentleman’s back down the alleyway, I felt my skin stand on edge.

The gentleman, who appeared to be of high social status with his refined attire and fine mustache,

walked toward the poor district, playing into the premonition of his fate.

(Why here, of all places? It hardly fits him...)

While I held my own doubts, we chased after him, not flinching once from the darkness, and——

—— Sewer ——

(...Whoa.)

Upon stepping inside, we were greeted with the roaring sound of flowing water.

And from the waterway flowing on one side, I could pick up a pungent odor.

Darius: This smell is awful. My nose may as well wrinkle up from it.

D: I have a really good sense of smell, so just being here’s enough to make me dizzy.

(Come to think of it, while looking for the mille feuille, it looked like he was sniffing it out...)

(So he found that patissiere through his sense of smell?)

While thinking so, all of a sudden, I heard the gentleman’s voice from up ahead.

Gentleman: Whoa——

A group of rats gathered at his feet surprised the gentleman so much, his foot slipped...

(Ah——!)

His form fell in, as though he were being sucked into the flowing waterway.

When we ran up to him, the man was writhing, bobbing up and down within the dirty waters.

Gentleman: P-please...help me...gh...

The gentleman, seeming desperate, reached a hand out to us.

Kate: Darius, we have to save him, or he’ll end up drowning... wait, what are you doing?

Darius: Just curious about a little something.

Darius didn’t approach the man, instead reaching for the bag the gentleman was holding and started to rummage through it.

Kate: Why in the world are you interested in a bag when another person is here needing to be saved!?

Darius: That man was fated to die by drowning in this dirtied water from the start. So I’ll need to see this out to the end, whether he’s a human worth living if we’re going to save him, you know.

D: ——See, look here, I found something pretty interesting.

Kate: Wh...

He took out one sharp knife after another from the bag.

And they weren’t the type used in the hospital, nor were they steak knives, nor those used by chefs.

Darius: This one’s got blood too. He probably used it recently to stab someone, I’d say.

Kate: W-what in the world...

Darius: This man is a killer.

What came out of Darius’ mouth was shocking, but he said it in such an indifferent tone.

Darius: And from the way these were used, I can tell this man’s been killing for the fun of it for a long while now.

D: And behind those fancy clothes he’s familiar with the part of town where the poor reside in, so I’d say he aimed for those who lived around here.

D: After all, if they were to disappear just like that from existence, no one would think anything of it. Insignificant, weak humans through and through.

D: Let’s see, some place like an orphanage, for example. It’s possible there were countless children who’ve been targeted by him.

D: And on top of that, he seems to be of high status in society — what a waste for society though — so it would probably just be covered up as an accident.

D: And so here we are——we have a choice to make.

Kate: A choice?

Darius narrowed his eyes, and as though imposing judgment, he pointed at the drowning man.

Darius: Of course I mean the choice about whether we lend a helping hand to this serial killer here.

D: What his fate will be... oh, oh, I know. I’ll let you decide his fate.

D: I’m reaaally curious what sort of choice you’ll make.

With a beaming smile, he stepped on the gentleman’s head.

Gentleman: Guagh— p-please...sa...ve...

Darius: As one of Crown, would you condemn an evil that can’t be judged? Hehe... well, Kate? What’re you going to do?

Kate: Darius, please, stop this.

Even now, it seemed as though the gentleman’s hand would slip from the edge of the waterway, and I quickly grabbed his hand.

Darius: Hmm, so you’re going to save him. Are you sure? There might be even more victims then.

Kate: Of course I don’t want that——

(So that’s why...)

Kate: If you want to be saved, then promise you won’t kill anyone else, and turn yourself in to the police.

When I turned to the gentleman and said this, he clung onto my hand, nodding over and over.

Darius: I’m here thinking he’s just nodding so he can get help. You must be an extreme goody-two-shoes if you honestly believe it.

While listening to Darius, who was speaking from above, I put more strength in to pull the gentleman’s hand.

Kate: I don’t know if those are his true feelings or not. But— I do want to believe it is.

(I have no consideration for a serial killer. But...)

Kate: Besides that, atoning with life is far more suffering than doing so with death... so, I won’t let him take the easy way out!

K: As Crown, that is how he should be condemned.

Darius: .........hmm.

D: So when all’s said and done, you believe him, huh. Humans really are foolish ones, aren’t they. Well, not that that’s any news to me.

Darius shrugged and——

Kate: Hold tight on my han... ah——

Darius: Pulling him up by yourself wouldn’t be very feasible, no?

Holding the gentleman’s arm, he pulled him out of the waterway.

Kate: hah, hah... Thank you for helping out, Darius.

Darius: Well, if you were to fall in the water and drown too, I’ll be lucky if Victor leaves it at a lecture.

D: And you seem quite important to Lord Rex too, and I’d rather not be hated by my king over something so trivial.

Kate: But even so, the fact remains that you did help me, so I want to properly give you my thanks.

Darius: Hehe, you’re so earnest it amazes me.

As for the gentleman who was drowning——while shivering, he said...

Gentleman: ...I’ll go turn myself in now.

Perhaps scared out of his wits from coming face to face with death, he admitted to his own sins and left.

Darius: A shame I couldn’t see a more grand condemnation.

As proof he wouldn’t kill more people, the gentleman had left the bag behind, which Darius kicked.

The bag and the knives inside then sank to the depths of the waterway in a matter of moments.

Darius: Let’s head back now. My clothes are all muddy and it feels awful.

(Oh, I didn’t realize, but his white clothes are...!)

Kate: I-I’m so sorry... because of me...

Darius: Indeed, ‘because of you’ is right. It’s because you chose to let that man live that I now look so terrible.

D: So take responsibility for it.

Kate: S-so you say, but how...

Darius: Oh, so I can decide that? Then I’ll give you a fitting punishment.

In the front was the captivating smile of an angel, and in the back, the roars that reverberated from the waterway.

Darius: Stay as my lover until the day ends.

With nowhere to run, I couldn’t help but shrink back where I stood——and still smiling, the angel wrapped me around with his graceful arms, which resembled the wings of a bird.

Fin.

← prev epilogue -> bitter

NOTES: happy new year, friends! 🥂✨ first off, i just want to say a big big biiig thank you to those who have left comments, asks, and messages to me! i’ll reply to them soon, but i just want to say thank you for now /gen it’s really comforting to know and get a sense of reassurance that — yes, people do read what i do, that i can have a positive impact on others’ days, and that people enjoy what i translate. i’m sorry if i did worry anyone, and i also value any discussion on the matter too. but i hope we all have a lovely 2025, and that whatever resolutions you and i have, i hope we can fulfill 🤍🤍

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[judesmoonbeauty]

Wrapped In Wicked Romance Part III:

Nica Schwartz - Premium END

This is a fan translation only. Please expect grammatical errors and translation inaccuracies. This is a full translation. Creative liberties are taken for characterization and smoother translation process. Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my translation elsewhere. Thank you for your support! ☾.

Startled from the scream, I turned around and found the woman we spoke to earlier stabbing a man.

Kate: What…..

Thin Woman: Yours - IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!

Thin Woman: UWAAARRHAAAHH!!

The blade of the knife repeatedly stabbed him, and his hand that had been resisting fell to the ground.

Kate: !

Male Passerby: Someone call for a doctor!

The woman straddling the man starts laughing, as a pool of blood fans out across the ground-

Thin Woman: Yes, I did it!

Thin Woman: Now, I’m free!

(Free…..)

Those familiar words are the ones Nica told the woman not long ago,

And when I suddenly looked up, there was a faint smile on his face.

Kate: Nica…?

Thin Woman: It’ll be heavenly not having to watch you buy and bring home multitudes of women to live with us, over and over and over again!

Thin Woman: That’s right, where is that person?!

The yelling woman turned her gaze towards me.

Frightened by her wide opened eyes, I instinctively took a step back-

Nica: …..Humans really are foolish.

That sounds a bit like Dari's influence.

The muttered words reached only my ears.

Meanwhile, the woman who had thrown away the knife approached us,

But when the Yard rushed over and stopped her, she shouted at Nica.

Meaning Scotland Yard.

Thin Woman: See, I’m free now!

Thin Woman: So, choose me over that girl!

It was clear that she lost her mind, and Nica moved in front to shield me.

Kate: Nica.

Then he approached her and grasped her hands tightly.

Nica: No matter how free you are, she’s my girlfriend.

Nica: I don’t plan to be with any other woman, and actually, I’ve only talked to you once.

The moment he let go of her hands, she started to tremble in shock.

Nica: Auf Wiedersehen. [See ya]. I don’t think we’ll be seeing each other again though-

Quick note: While Auf Wiedersehen can simply mean “goodbye,” depending on the context. Apparently, it can also mean the hope or intention of seeing one again. Auf - it seems is some kind of intention or hope. Wiedersehen - the act of seeing each other again. At least that’s what I found out researching it, and confirming with some moots. What a cold thing for Nica to say to her.

He gave her an icy look, wrapped his arm around my waist, and we walked away.

Thin Woman: W-why am I doing this?

Thin Woman: NOOOOOOO!!

Nica: Don’t look.

As we drew closer together, we moved further away from the echoes behind us,

They were the screams of a grieved woman, much different than before.

Removed from the hustle and bustle of the nighttime city,

Nica: Maaan, that was such a great date, but we ended up wasting time on needless stuff.

My heart’s still in clamoring so loudly.

Nica: That was scary, I never thought she’d kill someone, I was shocked.

Kate: ….You used your ability didn’t you?

Nica: What?

He stopped walking with a puzzled look on his face.

Kate: Didn’t you use your powers to mesmerize that woman into murdering him?

Even though my voice quivered, I had to ask.

(Nica’s ability is to charm people, and the activation requirement is to hold someone’s hand.)

(At that time, Nica held that woman’s hand and told her to be brave.)

After that, I saw her killing that man like she’d become someone completely different, only for her to return to her senses when he held her hand again,

Kate: I can’t imagine such a change unless your ability was used.

This was more than enough of a reason to think he used his power.

Silenced reigned between us, only the sound of the flowing river met my ears.

I wasn’t sure how much time passed, but the atmosphere was stifling until he sighed,

Nica: …..So what if I told you I did use it?

Kate: I.…

Nica: There’s still no proof that I used it, and she’s the one who killed her husband.

Nica: I didn’t tell her to kill him.

Nica: Well, it’s true there was some pretty dirty rumors, but

I’m speechless at seeing how calm he is.

Nica: He got killed because of a grudge.

Nica: I’ve got nothing to do with that.

(This guy…)

A chill made my heart grew cold as he acted like that person deserved to be killed.

(Just why….)

I had fun with him today, he’s such a great guy, and I felt happy spending time with him.

I didn’t even realize.

(I didn’t understand the realities of Vogel.)

Like Crown who condemns evil with evil,

Perhaps Nica, who belongs to Vogel, may also be someone on the side of evil.

Nica: Hey, robin. Is it my fault?

Kate: I don’t if it’s your fault or not,

Kate: But, if you really did use your ability….

Kate: I’ll despise you for turning that woman into a murderer, when she shouldn’t have been a murderer.

Nica: ….Ha.

His mocking smile returned, and though it scared me, I kept staring at him without hesitation.

Nica: You’re as interesting a girl as ever.

Step by step, he approached me, and before I knew it, I’d been backed against the railing.

Nica: But, this is a problem. I don’t want to be hated by you.

Nica: Because right now, I really want you to fall for me.

Kate: [Gasp] !

He suddenly grabbed my chin and lifted it up.

Our lips were close enough to touch, and I gasp at his sensual scent tickling my nose.

His indigo-blue eyes locked with mine, and narrowed suspiciously,

Nica: Hey, how about -

A smooth voice whispers, like it was toying with my heart to sway it.

Nica: - We really date?

(Oh, perhaps I can’t turn back.)

— What bloomed in the night, was a white flower of evil.

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[im-so-normal-iswear]

hello! This is my first time doing this request and seeing you're open for a yandere sonic prompts I was wondering if you could do Amy rose? I'll give you creative liberties but something to do with obsession stuff take care and happy new year!

A/n: happy late new year!

Yandere!Amy rose x reader

The first time Amy Rose saw you, her world changed. She’d always been driven by passion, whether it was for adventure, for Sonic, or for her dreams of a perfect romance. But when she saw you that day, standing in the sunlight and obliviously focused on something mundane, she realized she’d been wrong all along.

Sonic wasn’t her destiny, you were.

From that moment on, her focus shifted entirely. At first, she convinced herself it was nothing but a fleeting crush. After all, she’d fallen for others before. But the more she watched you, every interaction, every smile, every step you took, the more she realized how far she was falling. You weren’t just a fleeting interest. You were hers.

Amy wasn’t shy about her feelings. She left little notes in places she knew you’d find them: tucked inside your bag, slipped under your door, or hidden in your belongings.

"You're amazing. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."

"I hope your day is as beautiful as your smile."

"I’m watching over you. Always."

You assumed they were harmless, maybe even sweet, but you couldn’t shake the sense that some were a little too personal. You knew any, she had always been so loving, so you just pushed her behavior as normal.

Amy’s obsession only grew.

She kept a diary of everything she learned about you. Your favorite foods, the way you smiled, the things you muttered under your breath when you were stressed. Her room became a shrine to you, filled with photos, trinkets she’d stolen or "borrowed," and drawings she’d made of you together.

While you trued to brush off the concerns, her other friends became worried. Sonic, especially, grew concerned.

"Amy, you’ve been acting... different," he said one day, trying to approach the subject gently. "Is everything okay?"

Amy’s cheerful smile didn’t waver. "Of course, Sonic! I’m just... focused on something important."

He didn’t press her further, but the worry lingered.

Amy’s love wasn’t harmless, though she convinced herself it was. She believed her actions were justified, that they were all part of ensuring your happiness.

When she overheard someone flirting with you, her blood boiled. How dare they? Didn’t they know you were hers? She immediately ran up to you clinging onto your arm mid conversation.

"Y/n! Ive found you! I was looking all over for you," she poke cheerfully, nuzzling into you as you wobbled awkwardly.

After you excuses yourself her face became serious as she turned over to the one that was talking to you, her voice was sickly sweet "So I noticed you were talking to my y/n. If you wouldn't mind. Stay away.”

If they didn’t take her seriously, they learned quickly. Amy wasn’t afraid to wield her hammer when necessary. She’d do anything to protect you from "threats."

From that day forward, Amy made herself a constant presence in your life. She found excuses to run into you, to help you with errands, to invite you to events. She was charming, persistent, and impossibly hard to say no to.

But the more time you spent with her, the more unsettling her behavior became.

She seemed to know things she shouldn’t, details about your schedule, your habits, even your private thoughts. When you asked her how she knew, she’d giggle and wave it off.

"I just have a knack for these things," she’d say. "Thats just what friends are for!"

...

One night, you woke to the feeling of being watched.

Your room was dark, but you could swear there was someone there. You turned on the light, heart pounding, but saw nothing out of place.

Unbeknownst to you, Amy was outside, crouched beneath your window, her heart racing with excitement. She couldn’t stay away. Watching you sleep brought her a strange sense of peace, as if she were protecting you from the world.

When you tried to distance yourself, Amy panicked.

“l"Did I do something wrong?" she asked, tears welling in her eyes.

"No, it’s just… I need some space," you said, trying to be gentle.

Her smile faltered, but she nodded. "Of course. I understand."

She didn’t, though. The thought of losing you was unbearable. She spent the night crying in her room, clutching a photo of you and vowing to fix things.

Amy’s breaking point came when she saw you with someone else.

It didn’t matter that they were just a friend. In her mind, they were stealing you from her. She couldn’t let that happen.

The next day, your friend didn’t show up. You tried calling them, but there was no answer. Amy appeared soon after, her smile as bright as ever.

"Looking for someone?" she asked innocently.

You frowned. "Yeah, have you seen them?"

Amy tilted her head. "Nope! But don’t worry. You have me."

Her words sent a chill down your spine.

Amy’s obsession reached its peak when she decided she needed to keep you safe. The world was too unforgiving, filled with people who didn’t understand whatvtye two of you had. She’d make sure nothing could ever come between you again.

One night, as you were walking home, Amy appeared with her hammer in hand.

"Don’t be scared," she said, her voice soft but her eyes wild. "I’m doing this for us."

Before you could react, everything went dark.

When you woke, you were in a small, cozy room. The walls were painted pink, and the air smelled faintly of roses. Amy sat beside you, her smile radiant.

"You’re finally awake!" she said, clasping your hand. "I was so worried about you."

You tried to sit up, but your head spun. "Where am I?"

"With me," she said simply. "Where you belong."

As the days turned into weeks, Amy’s behavior grew more erratic. She was kind and doting one moment, possessive and controlling the next. She brought you food, gifts, and endless declarations of love, but she refused to let you leave.

"I’m protecting you," she insisted. "No one else understands you like I do."

You tried reasoning with her, but it was no use. Amy’s love was as unyielding as it was suffocating. She believed with every fiber of her being that you were meant to be together, no matter what.

[wizerdraws]

Omura

[wirlibirb]

low resolution sketch of @mudforthemudgod's gacha knockout because why not

[iszapizza]

somewhere deep in the universe all the good things have aligned

[jacarandaaaas]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ISABELA MADRIGAL 💘🌸🌵

a while back I saw this dress on my pinterest feed that was so isa coded so I decided what better time to draw it than for the birthday of the icon herself!! her earrings are inspired by the concept art! I just really wanted to draw isabela as ethereal as possible <3 like fairy princess vibes! I like to think she would have customised it herself and she’s very proud of her work!! anyways happy birthday isabela you deserve the entire world 💘

[cerubean]

harvey's

[spookierz]

part of me never left that exile

[glitterbombedshadow]

Lil art for the spooky husbands

Borax crashing @truffula-screams and @candysellingdoll 's date

Halloween onceler belongs to @that-goth-idiot-jaaake

And Ragdoll Scott belongs to @heyy-dont-mind-me

[ashleyslorens]

SATINE as JOJO albums

[stuffyflowers]

*taps microphone* alphys is a triceratops. because I said so

[wigglesdtuff]

a woman of many hats, really

[marmaladeclown]

art request of mei in her dragon form!! @thebritishdragon

[alicornze7]

”Reality can be whatever I want” ,and that includes fashion

Don't ask what abomination I called clothing is this

(I miss my autistic gremlin sm...)

[nyhti]

I'm still thinking about this writer's "Joker glows in the dark btw" headcanon

Detective Comics #388 (1969)