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laudys83 · 17 days ago

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Daybreak

Day 19 : "The middle" by Jimmy Eat World

The wind swept through the courtyard of Kaamelott, heavy with dampness and an odd weight that seemed to herald an approaching storm. The castle’s festivities had stretched late into the night, but Venec had no desire to partake in the charade. The laughter and bursts of voices from the great hall echoed like a distant mockery. He had spent too many years pretending, playing the rogue courtier everyone expected him to be.

That night, he slipped away, seeking refuge in the dark, damp gardens. The cold stone of the low wall he sat on did nothing to soothe the turmoil in his mind. A half-empty bottle hung limply from his hand, the wine long since turned warm and flavorless. His thoughts spiraled endlessly, heavy and confused, with Alzagar’s shadow—always so calm and self-assured—refusing to leave his mind.

He lifted his eyes to the ink-black sky, pierced only faintly by a few stars. A strange bitterness washed over him. He’d always believed he’d find his place at Kaamelott, even if it meant a few compromises. But tonight, for the first time, he wondered if that was a lie he’d told himself just to endure it all.

That was when Alzagar found him. Wrapped in his cloak, a flickering lantern in hand, he moved through the darkness like a discreet star guiding a lost sailor.

"Venec, planning to spend the night chatting with the bushes?" he teased, a slight smile softening his words.

Venec, startled, looked up. He groaned, half-annoyed, half-grateful not to be alone anymore. "Eh, go back to bed, will you? Don’t need a sermon from you."

But Alzagar didn’t move. He set the lantern down and sat beside him in silence. He knew how to recognize when Venec needed to talk, even if he wasn’t ready yet. Together, they sat there, listening to the sounds of the night: the wind rustling the trees, the distant call of an owl, and closer by, the fading murmurs of the festivities.

Finally, Venec broke the silence, his voice low and rough, as though the words were costly. "I'm tired, you know. Not physically—that I can handle. But tired of all this crap. Kaamelott, Arthur, their expectations… Like I signed up to be their puppet for life."

He took a swig from the bottle, grimaced, and glanced at Alzagar, who listened without interrupting.

"You ever feel that? Like you’re just a pawn in someone else’s game?"

Alzagar nodded slightly, his dark eyes fixed on Venec. "Maybe. But I freed myself from that a long time ago. You know that, don’t you?"

Venec let out a hollow laugh. "Yeah, but what do we do? Just leave? And then what? You think the world’s gonna welcome us with open arms?"

Alzagar placed a hand on Venec’s shoulder, a simple gesture but one filled with unwavering support. "Maybe the world won’t welcome us. But we don’t need the world, Venec. Just us."

Those words struck Venec like an arrow. They hung in the air, penetrating the walls of doubt he’d built around himself. For the first time in a long while, he felt a glimmer of hope—a possibility he’d never dared to imagine.

He lowered his head, fidgeting with the bottle’s neck. "Aren’t you scared?" he murmured eventually. "Scared of throwing it all away?"

Alzagar smiled, soft but resolute. "Of course I am. But sometimes, fear is what pushes us forward. And you, Venec—you deserve better than this life. We deserve better."

Venec let the words sink in. Part of him wanted to believe Alzagar, to embrace this vision of a simpler, freer future. But another part, the cynical one, still held back.

"Yeah, well, easy for you to say. But Arthur, the others… I can’t just turn my back on them. Not after everything I’ve done for them."

Alzagar looked at him with a newfound intensity. "Venec, you’ve given enough. Too much, even. You have the right to think about yourself now. You have the right to live for yourself."

Silence fell between them again, but this time it wasn’t oppressive. It felt like a truce, a pause in the storm raging within Venec. Minutes stretched on, punctuated by the call of a lark somewhere in the night.

Venec lifted his eyes to the sky, where a faint light began to break on the horizon. "Dawn, huh? Always there to remind us we can’t run forever."

Alzagar followed his gaze and smiled. "Dawn’s not an end, Venec. It’s a beginning."

Venec grunted, but a corner of his mouth lifted in a reluctant smile. "Do you always have these ready-made lines?"

Alzagar chuckled softly. "No, but I figured it might work on you."

They stayed there until the wind calmed and the night brightened, heralding the day’s arrival. Venec felt a part of his chains break—a first step toward something new.

He turned to Alzagar, his gaze a little clearer than before. "I’m not promising anything, all right? I’m just a guy lost in all this mess."

Alzagar shrugged with an amused smile. "You’re not lost. You’re just finding yourself, that’s all."

And in that silence, heavy with hope and the lark’s song, Venec understood that he didn’t have to solve everything at once. Sometimes, it was enough just to sit there, breathe, and wait for the sun to rise.

Aurore

Le vent balayait la cour de Kaamelott, chargé d’humidité et d’une étrange lourdeur qui semblait annoncer l’orage. Les festivités du château s’étaient prolongées tard dans la nuit, mais Venec n’avait aucune envie de participer à cette mascarade. Les rires et les éclats de voix venant de la grande salle résonnaient comme une moquerie lointaine. Il avait passé trop d’années à feindre un rôle, à jouer le courtisan roublard que tout le monde attendait qu’il soit.

Ce soir-là, il s’était éclipsé, cherchant refuge dans les jardins sombres et humides. La pierre froide du muret sur lequel il s’assit ne fit rien pour apaiser l’agitation dans son esprit. Une vieille bouteille à moitié vide pendait mollement à sa main, le vin tiédi ayant perdu son goût depuis longtemps. Ses pensées tournaient en rond, lourdes et confuses, et l’ombre d’Alzagar, toujours si calme et sûr de lui, ne quittait pas son esprit.

Il leva les yeux vers le ciel, noir d’encre, à peine percé par quelques étoiles. Une étrange amertume le gagna. Il avait toujours cru qu’il trouverait sa place à Kaamelott, même au prix de quelques compromis. Mais ce soir, pour la première fois, il se demandait si ce n’était pas un mensonge qu’il s’était raconté pour supporter la vie.

C’était là qu’Alzagar le trouva. Drapé dans son manteau, une lanterne vacillante à la main, il avançait dans l’obscurité comme une étoile discrète guidant un marin perdu.

« Venec, tu comptes passer la nuit là, à causer avec les buissons ? » lança-t-il, un sourire en coin adoucissant ses mots.

Venec, surpris, leva les yeux. Il grogna, mi-ennuyé, mi-reconnaissant de ne plus être seul.

« Eh, retourne te coucher, toi. Pas besoin d’un sermon de ta part. »

Mais Alzagar ne bougea pas. Il posa la lanterne sur le sol et s’assit à côté de lui, silencieux. Il savait reconnaître quand Venec avait besoin de parler, même si ce dernier n’était pas encore prêt à le faire. Ensemble, ils restèrent là, écoutant les bruits de la nuit : le souffle du vent dans les arbres, le cri lointain d’une chouette, et, plus près, les murmures des festivités qui s’étiolaient peu à peu.

Finalement, Venec brisa le silence, sa voix basse et râpeuse, comme si les mots lui coûtaient. « J’suis fatigué, tu sais. Pas physiquement, hein. Ça, j’peux gérer. Mais fatigué de tout ce bordel. Kaamelott, Arthur, leurs attentes… Comme si j’avais signé pour être leur marionnette à vie. »

Il prit une gorgée de vin, grimaça, et jeta un regard à Alzagar, qui écoutait sans l’interrompre.

« T’as jamais eu c’te sensation, toi ? De te dire que t’es qu’un pion dans le jeu d’un autre ? »

Alzagar hocha doucement la tête, ses yeux sombres posés sur Venec.

« Peut-être. Mais je me suis libéré de ça il y a longtemps. Tu le sais, non ? »

Venec éclata d’un rire sans joie.

« Bah ouais, mais on fait quoi ? On s’tire ? Et après ? Tu crois que le monde va nous accueillir à bras ouverts? »

Alzagar posa une main sur l’épaule de Venec, un geste simple mais chargé d’un soutien inconditionnel.

« Peut-être que le monde ne nous accueillera pas. Mais on n’a pas besoin du monde, Venec. Juste de nous. »

Ces mots frappèrent Venec comme une flèche. Ils restèrent suspendus dans l’air, pénétrant les murs de doute qu’il avait érigés autour de lui. Pour la première fois depuis longtemps, il sentit une lueur d’espoir, une possibilité qu’il n’avait jamais envisagée.

Il baissa la tête, triturant le goulot de sa bouteille.

« T’as pas peur, toi ? » murmura-t-il finalement. « Pas peur de tout envoyer valser ? »

Alzagar sourit, un sourire doux mais déterminé.

« Bien sûr que si. Mais parfois, la peur, c’est ce qui nous pousse à avancer. Et toi, Venec, tu mérites mieux que cette vie-là. On le mérite. »

Venec laissa les mots résonner en lui. Une part de lui voulait croire Alzagar, s’abandonner à cette vision d’un futur plus simple, plus libre. Mais une autre part, plus cynique, se méfiait encore.

« Ouais, bah, facile à dire. Mais Arthur, les autres… J’peux pas juste leur tourner le dos comme ça. Pas après tout c’que j’ai fait pour eux. »

Alzagar le regarda avec une intensité nouvelle.

« Venec, t’as donné assez. Trop, même. T’as le droit de penser à toi, maintenant. T’as le droit de vivre pour toi. »

Le silence s’installa à nouveau entre eux, mais cette fois, il n’était pas oppressant. Il avait la qualité d’une trêve, d’une pause dans le tumulte des pensées de Venec. Les minutes s’étirèrent, ponctuées par le cri d’une alouette qui s’élevait quelque part dans la nuit.

Venec leva les yeux vers le ciel, où une lueur timide commençait à poindre à l’horizon.

« L’aube, hein… Toujours là pour nous rappeler qu’on peut pas fuir éternellement. »

Alzagar suivit son regard et sourit.

« L’aube, c’est pas une fin, Venec. C’est un début. »

Venec grogna, mais un coin de ses lèvres se releva dans un sourire malgré lui.

« T’as toujours des phrases toutes faites comme ça ? »

Alzagar rit doucement.

« Non, mais j’me dis que ça pourrait marcher avec toi. »

Ils restèrent assis là jusqu’à ce que le vent se calme et que la nuit s’éclaircisse, annonçant l’arrivée prochaine du jour. Venec sentit enfin une part de ses chaînes se briser, un premier pas vers quelque chose de nouveau.

Il se tourna vers Alzagar, son regard un peu plus clair qu’avant.

« J’te promets rien, hein. J’suis qu’un mec paumé dans tout ce merdier. »

Alzagar haussa les épaules avec un sourire amusé.

« T’es pas paumé. T’es en train de te trouver, c’est tout. »

Et dans ce silence chargé d’espoir, rythmé par le chant de l’alouette, Venec comprit qu’il n’avait pas besoin de tout résoudre d’un coup. Parfois, il suffisait juste de rester là, de respirer, et d’attendre que le soleil se lève.

Challenge by @monthlywritingchallenges

#januarysongchallenge #middle #jimmy eat world #kaamelott #alzagar x venec #drabble

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michaelasworlds-blog · 1 month ago

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Daddy’s Girl (A Hazbin OC Fanfic)

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Ch.11: The Northern Killer

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🚨TRIGGER WARNINGS: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS TORTURE, VICTIM BLAMING, VIOLENCE & ATTEMPTED CHILD MURDER🚨

Carnegie Hall, 1959

“Did you see him when he was backstage?” Cornelius whispered to his wife, Ethel.

“I..did,” Ethel didn’t look at him.

“Don’t lie to me woman,” his voice became stern.

“He wouldn’t let me in the room, he had locked the door,” His wife began to panic.

Cornelius turned to the stage as his son walked onto the stage, the audience applauded but it quickly died down.

Everyone had a puzzled look on their faces. The boy was wearing a white mask with black colored around the eye holes and a red colored smile was drawn across the mask. He stared at the audience before sitting at the piano, he began to play Beethoven's “Piano Sonata”.

When the boy was finished there was applause, some still had horrified looks on their faces. Cornelius however was furious, he had humiliated him one too many times.

The whole ride back to the hotel was silent.

“Sweetie please take the mask off” Ethel reached for the mask on her son. He turned away.

Cornelius snatched the mask off before hitting the boy. He glared at his father.

Never taking his eyes off him.

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Bean was awakened by water, she coughed up and choked on some of it.

“Wakey wakey,” a voice said. She frantically looked around one thing Bean noticed was that she was chained to a cold metal chair, another thing she noticed was that she was in some sort of basement? Shed? “Hey! Focus,” the person turned her head to face theirs, revealing Donnie crouching in front of her.

“Donnie?” Bean’s blood began to boil. “What the hell! I thought you were hurt!”

“OH I am,” he lifted his shirt, showing a stab wound. “Your mistake was thinking I didn’t have a weapon.”

She looked at the demon as if he was crazy, “What is this? Why did you kidnap me?!”

“Abduct,” Donnie corrected her.

“Excuse me?!”

“I abducted you, you’re not a kid therefore I didn’t kidnap-”

“LET ME GO!” She screamed.

“Are you gonna leave?” He crossed his arms.

“Duh.”

“Well I’m not letting you go,” Donnie mocked her voice.

Bean groaned loudly, this had to be a sick joke; first the guy she kind of liked but not really yelled at her, then “The Radio Demon” betrayed her! And now her dad abducted because-, “Wait, why am I here?”

“What?” He looked at her, dumbfounded.

“Why did you abduct me?”

“That’s easy, I’m your father and I want to protect you.”

“From?” She raised an eyebrow.

“I think you know,” he bent to her level.

“Let me go! Fuck!” Bean was pissed at this point. “This isn’t how you protect people!”

“I’m trying to help you! So don’t yell at me-!” Bean began to scream at a pitch that could possibly be heard by dogs, Donnie covered his ears, “That’s it!” He stuffed a chocolate donut in her mouth leaving her confused. “That would’ve been a treat for being good, but you’re being a brat! You’re telling me you’d rather be out there than in here with me?! Your own blood?!” He yelled. However, Bean just stared at him with a straight face. “Fine, I’ll let you leave,” he grinned evilly.

“First we’re gonna play a game.”

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“You know I didn’t come to the hotel for you guys,” Lucifer said, annoyed. “Kind of got something important to do.”

“Right, I got that but we need more help,” Eric walked beside the Devil, Erin and Zeke followed behind, “We need to know who the Northern Killer’s daughter is.”

“Did you read the book?” He crossed his arms.

Eric scratched the back of his head, “Yes..?”

“We skimmed it, there are just so many pages!” Erin whined.

“Oh well then that’s not my MP then,” Lucifer shrugged. The three sinners looked at each other in confusion, “My problem!”

“Ohh..” they said in unison.

“Can’t you just tell us? We’re running out of time to solve this mystery,” Eric stepped in front of the king.

“Wait, there's a time limit?” Zeke looked at him confused.

“Um..I may have bet some guys that I could find the killer by next Friday,” Eric responded. Zeke, Erin and Lucifer look at him with a straight face.

“Look guys, I’m sorry but you’re gonna have to figure the rest out on your own, and without the book, I need it,” Lucifer snapped his fingers and the book appeared in his hand.

��Ugh, why,” Eric groaned.

“Because it’s my book,” the devil put his hands on his hips. “I’m not even supposed to be giving you guys squat except torment and torture!”

“That’s cold dude, I don’t think we deserve to be tortured,” Zeke shook his head.

“You’re sin-” Lucifer groaned, cutting himself off. He took a breath, “I’m going now, I’m sorry but I cannot help you anymore; have any of you seen Voe?”

“No, last time I saw her she was in the kitchen eating raw meat out of the package and drawing satanic symbols on construction paper,” Eric said.

“Great, she’s practicing,” Lucifer smiled, before turning to leave. “Good luck with your radio show!”

“POD.CAST! PODCAST!” Eric shouted. He turned, seeing Erin and Eric staring at him with strange looks. “What?”

Erin gasped, an idea coming to her, “Lucifer!” The king, who was halfway down the hall, turned around.

“How often did you say he comes in?!”

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“Tell me something about yourself,” Wynter leaned on the edge of the pond. Siren Springs had been empty so she decided to go for a swim, but Eric had wanted to come as well.

“Do you not watch my podcast?” Eric put his hands on his hips.

“I know all the alpha male stuff, like how you can do a push up on your pinky finger, very impressive by the way,” she winked at him.

“Thank you,” he grinned, flattered.

“But seriously, tell me something,” she said eagerly.

“Like?” He raised an eyebrow.

Wynter thought for a moment, “Something dark,” she grinned, seductively.

“Oh yeah? How dark?” Eric leaned towards her, also grinning giving her the same energy.

“Like, what’s your favorite color?” Wynter bit her lip, before laughing.

Eric laughed, “Seriously?”

“Yeah,” she smiled.

“It’s red.”

“Oh how lucky are you?” She looked the red sinner up and down. “I hate red.”

“Noted,” Eric blushed.

The siren stared at him, “Wanna know a secret?”

“Can I put it in my podcast? It’d be in my show ‘Secrets of Pride Ring’,” Eric asked his eyes lighting up.

Wynter stared at him with a straight face, “Do you wanna know a secret?”

“Yes…”

“I’m thinking of going back to Val,” she looked down, covering her face.

“What? Why? Is he forcing you?” Eric was getting defensive.

She nods, “He says he’ll turn your red ass inside in four different ways, whatever that means,” she rolls her eyes.

“I’m sure I can take a moth ,” Eric scoffs.

“He’s ten feet tall, Eric.”

“I’ve taken guys taller.”

Wynter puts her hand on her chest “shocked”, “Wow.”

“Wow indeed,” he winks.

“Okay okay, your turn,” she laughs. “Do you have any secrets?”

Eric thought about it, since they were alive he could say this, “Well, before I died I had made a pretty awful video, it was about women being sexually assaulted.” The siren was silent, staring at him, “The video had affected a lot of people and thinking about it now it’s disgusting how many people agreed with me, anyway one of my cousins had seen the video and I didn’t know this at the time but she was sexually assaulted and it triggered her and she-” he took a breath. “She committed suicide.” He didn’t even look at Wynter, he was ashamed. “After that my sister said she wanted nothing to do with me, that was the last video I made.”

Wynter looked at him then looked down, “Solving Erin’s murder would mean a lot to you wouldn’t it?”

He nodded, “I want to help people, starting with my friends.”

She smiled at the thought of him doing this for Erin, “Did you really bet some guys that you’d solve the mystery in a week?” Wynter asked.

“I may have said to someone on my LIVE that if I don’t solve the mystery that they could kick my ass,” Eric scratched the back of his head.

Wynter giggled, “You’re very funny,” she got out of the water sitting next to him, her ruby red tail shimmering in the water. Wynter touched his hand “Don’t worry, I won’t let them hurt you,” she kissed him on the cheek, “You can do it.”

Eric looked at her with wide eyes, “I’ve never been kissed by a fish before-” the sinner blinked a few times, then smiled at Wynter. “You’re right! I can do this! We can do this!” He was excited. “LET’S SOLVE THIS SHIT!” Eric jumped to his feet before running away.

Wynter smiled at him, she loved using her powers to people in need. Especially her friends.

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Bean’s phone went off, Donnie picked it up looking at the message.

Vox: We need to talk, answer your phone.

Donnie chuckled.

“Give me my phone,” she growled.

There was a knock at the door, “Oh finally,” Donnie walked to the wooden door ignoring his daughter. Opening the door, Donnie greeted a female imp into the room. “How are you? You were supposed to be here 5 minutes ago.” The imp shrugged, not responding, “Ah that’s okay, glad you could make it.” He turned to Bean who was very confused, “This is Gemma, she lives here in the Pride Ring, she used to work the front desk at one of my last businesses.”

Gemma smiled, waving at her before sitting in a chair across from her. Bean stared at the imp then back at her father with a straight face, “Let me go.”

“Anyway,” Donnie ignored her, putting a small metal table between the women. “The game I wanna get into today is called ‘Answer or Amputate’,” he strapped Gemma’s hand to the table. “You can answer the questions or we can take a body part.”

“Whatever, I don’t care,” Bean scoffed. “You want a limb? Take my leg.”

“Really? Which one? The right leg or the fake leg?” Donnie asked sarcastically.

“Boo,” Bean mumbled.

“Yeah, I know it’s fake, and we’re not amputating you, we’re gonna amputate Gemma,” he gestured to Gemma, who was smiling. “And since Gemma can’t speak at the moment you get the honor of choosing for her!”

Bean was horrified, she needed to get out of here. “What’d you do?”

“What? Oh nothing, she got her jaw wired shut last week,” he chuckled. Gemma opened her mouth revealing metal wires placed across her mouth.

“And.. she wants her limbs cut off?” Bean raised an eyebrow.

“Anyway let’s get started!” Donnie interrupted her. “First question, what’s your favorite color?”

Bean groaned, this was gonna be a long day.

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Vox sat in his spot in the conference room, He was on his phone staring at him and Bean’s text thread while Velvette and Val went on and on about the new Voxtex phone or whatever they wanted to call it. She hadn’t messaged him in hours or answered his calls-

“I think babies are gonna love the new phone!” Val interrupted Vox’s thoughts.

“Again! The phone isn’t for babies!” Velvette groaned. “It’s for little kids ages 4-10 in the lust ring, that way we can see what the other lowlifes are up to,” she grinned.

Vox rolled his eyes going back to his phone, rereading the texts he was starting to realize that he was a bit of an ass; Now she wouldn’t even talk to him! He just wanted to talk to her, to apologize-

“So these are the color pallets for the phone,” Velvette explained. “Which one do you think would-”

“Who fucking cares?!” Vox snapped. His colleagues stared at him in confusion.

“Well I assumed you did, since you called for this meeting, it was your idea,” the doll crossed her arms.

“You know I’m over here suffering and all you IDIOTS can think about is- is the next fucking phone!” The tv demon’s voice distorted.

Valentino and Velvette looked at each other and back at him with blank stares. “Okay,” Velvette stood up. “Until you get your head out of wherever it is I’m gonna put in for purple,” she walks out of the room taking the color palettes.

“Name the purple different things, they’ll think it’s all different shades,” Val laughs.

“Real funny Val! I’m struggling to breathe waiting for a response from somebody and you’re scamming people when you know that’s my job! You make me sick!” Vox threw his phone at Valentino who dodged it.

“Voxy calm down,” the moth smirked. “If someone’s got you riled up why don’t you face them and give ‘em hell.”

Vox thought about it, he guessed that made sense; but he wouldn’t let Val know that, “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard, I’m not going to that shitty hotel,” he rolled his eyes.

“Ooo meeting a certain radio demon at the hotel?” Val bit his lip.

“Will you fucking leave!” Vox yelled. Val put his hands up in surrender leaving. “Why does everyone think I want to fuck Alastor?! I don’t!”

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“Why hello Alastor, what brings you here?” Rosie smiled at her friend.

“I’m just here to see your new acquaintance, I heard she was here,” Alastor replied. He refused to call Ruby Rosie’s friend.

With finding out Vera was pregnant, he needed a reason to get out of the hotel. He had wanted to hang out with Bean but he couldn’t seem to find her, she seemed to have vanished. Alastor had to admit he was a bit worried, she was small and petite and didn’t know how to defend herself well and wasn’t the smartest; Bean got lost easily. It wasn’t really a big deal but it wasn’t very polite of her to just leave like this.

“Oh you wanna see Ruby,” Rosie said in suspicion. “Now Alastor, I know you and Voe have your ups and downs, and yes Ruby is a very beautiful woman but that is no excuse to cheat on your wife,” she put her hands on her hips.

Alastor’s eyes widened emitting a record scratch, “Rosie-”

“I’m just joshin ya Alastor!” The overlord laughed. “She’s over here!” Ruby was watching the little cannibal girl from his last visit, Annalise was her name he believed. “Ruby!” Rosie called. “Someone’s here to see you!”

Ruby looked towards them before walking up, Annalise following behind her, “Alastor what can I do for you?” She smiled.

“I’m looking for one of your children,” The Radio Demon said.

“I’ll leave you guys to it,” Rosie said, realizing this was a serious meeting. “Come Anna, this is grown up stuff,” she held her hand out to the little girl.

Annalise looked up at Ruby, when Ruby nodded she went with Rosie. “Which one?”

“I think you know,” Alastor tapped his cane impatiently.

Ruby rolled her eyes, “What do you want with her?”

“Bean is missing, I thought she might be with you.”

“She is not.”

“Do you know where she is?”

“Not a clue.”

Alastor was slightly confused by her nonchalant behavior, “I thought that was your daughter and you cared about her.”

“I do,” She looked around.

“Well?” He raised an eyebrow.

Ruby sighed, “I told Donnie to protect her, he may or may not have taken that in his own way.”

Ugh, the sound of Donnie’s name gave Alastor a migraine, he rubbed his temple, “You know for a mother you lack the skills.”

“Nobody’s perfect,” she shrugged.

“My mother was,” He glared.

“Sure,” Ruby snorted.

Alastor didn’t take too kindly to this, “Watch yourself,” radio static came from the overlord. She rolled her eyes. “My mother may not have been Mother Teresa, but she didn’t force me to take the lives of innocent people to gain power for herself.”

“Right, you made that decision all on your own,” she smirked. “And for your information I did not force anyone to do anything, Bean always had a deep anger for a lot of people in her life; she just was too nervous to actually do anything so I gave her a nudge.”

Alastor raised an eyebrow, he always knew there was more to Bean, he just didn’t know how much more. “She was your special little angel wasn’t she?” He teased, grinning.

“Weren’t you your mother’s?” She smirked.

“What is he protecting her from?” He ignored the question.

Ruby frowned, “Don’t worry about Bean,”

“I think it’s time you and Eugenia have a little chat.”

The Radio Demon didn’t waste time shadowing back to the hotel, he appeared at the front desk where Eugenia should’ve been; instead he heard giggling and laughing coming from the parlor. Vera and Eugenia were sitting next to each other talking with Charlie and the rest of the staff; they appeared to be doing some activity.

“Okay next question,” Charlie pulled a card from a small deck. “If you could decide how many arms you can keep, how many would you keep?”

“Um, all of them?” Voe looks confused.

“You can take both of mine,” Niffty grinned. “That way I can clean with my teeth,” she laughed, getting weird looks from everyone in the room.

Alastor shook his head, he wanted to be inside the warped mind of Niffty it seemed like a party. He walked up to the group clearing his throat, “How strange, I don’t remember authorizing any breaks.”

“Oh brother,” Husk grumbled.

“Alastor! I’m sorry, I thought we could have a little game session,” Charlie smiled nervously. “Wanna play?”

“Fortunately I have some business to attend to-”

“Boo!” Voe said with her arms crossed.

Alastor ignored her, “And Gigi my dear,” Eugenia looked at him. “You have important business too.”

Eugenia stared at him like he was speaking another language, “Really, and what does Gigi have to do that doesn’t involve sitting at a desk all day?” Voe interjected herself.

Alastor rolls his eyes, “She has maternal business to attend to, I don’t know if you noticed this ‘Mother of the Year’ but your daughter isn’t around.”

“Holy crap, Bean isn’t here?” Angel looked around.

“Oh no! I hope she isn’t hurt,” Charlie gasps.

Alastor sighs, “You people are something else.” He gestures for Eugenia to come with him. She follows him to the kitchen.

“Look Charlie was the one-”

“I have no interest in hearing why you aren’t working, your ex boyfriend kidnapped your daughter, you need to talk Donahue into giving her back,” he demanded.

“I thought Donnie wasn’t a threat,” She crossed her arms.

Alastor’s eye twitched, he was not about to take shit from this woman, “I have a question for you my dear, since you love question games; who would you rather have rip you apart, me or your daughter?” The Radio Demon grinned. “I can stop Bean, there’s no one to stop me.”

Eugenia was silent looking at him with fear, Alastor took this as her understanding her task. “I don’t even know where he is..” she mumbled.

“Then I suggest you start looking.”

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🚨TRIGGER WARNING: THIS SCENE CONTAINS VICTIM BLAMING & GASLIGHTING🚨

“When you were alive, why’d you have so many friends?” Donnie asked.

Bean’s patience was wearing thin, she was contemplating whether or not Gemma should lose a pinky or two, “What kind of question is that?!” She yelled.

“I didn’t have many friends when I was a teen, I just wanted to know how you made that happen,” Donnie leaned on a wall.

“This is stupid,” Bean sighed.

“What is?” He tilts his head.

“This,” Bean looked at her dad with a straight face. “You’re sick.”

He scoffs, “How am I sick?”

“I have to answer questions so you don’t mutilate some imp you just met,” Bean glared. “What is this, some test to see if I’ll choose her over me?!”

“Wow! Look how smart you are!” Donnie clapped.

Bean rolled her eyes, “Can I go now?”

“No.”

“I played your stupid game!”

“You didn’t answer the question,” he smirked, holding a knife to Gemma’s face.

“I don’t know! I just had friends!” She struggled against the chains, she wished she could do anything but sit here and be helpless. “Just stop toying with her!”

Donnie stopped smirking, “Why? Others get to,” his voice was monotone.

“What?” Bean was confused.

“Others get to toy with anyone at the bottom of the food chain; overlords, sins, goetia, but when I do it I’m sick,” he stood behind the imp who was staring at Bean. “Is Alastor sick for owning souls? Is Vox sick for making people do his bidding?” Bean remained silent, looking at the floor, “Was Valentino sick when he broke Gemma’s jaw, and leaving her for dead?” He continued. This made Bean look up, “Don’t act surprised, you know he does this kind of thing, once one of his favorites step out of line he has to show them where that line is; and you happily stay in it.”

“What? No- no I-”

“You work for Val don’t you?” Donnie interrupted her. She didn’t answer, he took his knife putting it near Gemma’s eye; “You work for Val don’t you?” He repeated.

“Yes!” Bean answered quickly.

“No way! Gemma did too! Until Val lost his temper and left Gemma unable to eat or speak,” he put his arm around Gemma.

“What does Val being a man child have to do with me?!” Bean responded angrily.

“You let it happen,” Donnie said. This made Bean freeze, she didn’t know whether to be angry, sad, nauseous.

“No,” she shook her head.

“You gladly worked for him knowing the type of person he was,” the sinner walked towards his daughter. Bean didn’t look at him, still shaking her head, “Even after one of your friends killed him, you went back.”

“That’s- that’s not fair,” her voice cracked. “I didn’t have a choice-”

“And you chose to go back to the sinner that beat you and your friends,” Donnie got closer. Bean, still not looking at him, remained quiet trying not to cry. “Instead of standing strong you were a sheep! Going back to your master because the others did! And others, like Gemma, followed YOU!” He knelt in front of her.

Bean broke down in tears, “STOP!” Oh shit, she was a bad person. Her going back to Val made Angel go back and now he was in the same position that he was in before Val’s death.

Donnie stared at his sobbing daughter, he was never one for the tears; it wasn’t a solution to anything, “Look at me Bea,” she didn’t. He grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him. “You are not a sheep, I didn’t raise you to be that way. But don’t worry, I can fix you,” he smiled.

She was silent for a moment, looking from him to Gemma. Bean didn’t want to keep hurting people; she had hurt people all her life and she was now doing it in her afterlife. “You promise?”

“Pinky swear,” he held out his pinky.

Bean smiled, “Okay.”

“That’s my girl!” Donnie stood up. “Gemma strap her in,” Gemma strapped around her hand and legs. “Now, I want you to meet somebody. He's a good friend of mine and I think you know him but I want you to tell me his name, okay?”

Bean nodded, watching her father pull a picture out of his jacket. She froze seeing who the picture was of, she knew that smile, what he looked like; however whenever she had nightmares his face would never appear to make the nightmare bearable. Bean couldn’t say the name, she couldn’t speak. “Come on Bea, who is this?” Donnie smiled, holding the picture in front of her.

“I- I- can’t- I don’t- AHH!!!” Electricity suddenly surged through her body making her scream.

Donnie was holding a small remote and was itching to press the button on it again, “No..that’s not it, try again.”

Bean groaned, this was a nightmare. A nightmare she asked for.

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Indiana, 197X

“Hello?” Arielle heard a small voice at the top of the stairs.

Arielle could barely sit up, her throat was so dry she couldn’t yell for the voice to help. She weakly turned her head to Erin, but she was nowhere in the cold basement.

“Hello?” The voice asked again. It sounded like a little kid. Arielle could see small feet walk down the steps, she was almost to the bottom when heavy footsteps were heard.

“Sweetie, what are you doing?” A male’s voice came from the steps. Arielle became frightened. What had he done to her friend?

“There someone there,” the child said, trying to continue walking.

The man picked her up, “Go back up and drink the hot chocolate you wanted so bad.” The kid walked back up the stairs closing the door behind them. There was silence for a moment.

“She left, just like I told you she would.”

Present Day

Erin was confused by this memory, how was she seeing Arielle’s memories? That wasn’t possible.

“Hey,” a voice snapped her out of her thoughts. It was Lucifer.

She stood up, “Did he come?”

“No, but I should’ve told you sometimes he doesn’t come in,” the king rolls his eyes. “Guy swears every time it’ll ‘bring Hell to a better future’ but it’s never-”

“Sir,” Erin interrupted. “Do you know the name of the Northern Killer's daughter?” she smiled.

Lucifer looks at the siren with pity, “I think we both know I can’t tell you that.” Erin looks at the ground, the devil sighed, “When he misses appointments he comes back three days later.”

Erin smiled feeling hopeful, “Thank you! I’ll see you then!”

The young sinner ran all the way back to the hotel, she felt like she was closer to cracking this case she could feel it! Erin practically kicks the door open.

“Oh Erin honey there’s a rule we don’t kick doors down,” Charlie smiled.

“Sorry, I’m just excited,” Erin beamed, bouncing on her toes.

“Do tell! We’re doing positives of the day, come!” The princess gestured for her to come over.

Erin sat down with the other residents, “So anyway like I was sayin’ this guy walked right into me and I was gonna kick his ass after he called me slut but I chose to ignore him,” Angel smirked, proud of himself.

“Angel! I’m so proud of you!” Charlie clapped along with the rest of the group.

“Way to go bitch!” Cherri bomb hugged her friend.

“Erin? What’d you wanna tell us?” Vaggie asked. Everyone turned to the siren.

“I’m close to finding my killer, I’m gonna most likely see him in a few days,” Erin smiled excitedly, she could hardly contain herself. However everyone except Niffty who was clapping looked horrified.

“Ain’t that a bit dangerous?” Angel asked. “Shouldn’t you have like a bodyguard or somethin?”

“Eric can be my bodyguard!” Erin pointed to Eric who was sitting across the room.

“I beg your finest pardon?” He raised an eyebrow.

“To be fair you started this, it’s only fair you make sure he doesn’t do anything to her,” Vaggie crossed her arms.

“And it’s what a respectable man would do,” Zeke smiled.

Eric looks at him with a straight face, “Shut up Zeke.” He groans, “Fine, I’ll go with you, and so will Wynter,” he put his arm around a confused Wynter.

“Excuse?”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Earth, 1979

“Ma’am your boyfriend found your daughter in the middle of the woods,” the police told Eugenia.

Her heart sank, “oh my God! Is she okay?”

“She’s been shot in the shoulder but she’ll be okay, your boyfriend is a real hero, he stopped,” he continued.

She wanted to tell the police that Stefan wasn’t her boyfriend, “Was- was the culprit there?”

“There wasn’t anyone else there, just your boyfriend and your daughter.”

Present Day

Eugenia stared at her phone, it was the number to Donnie’s museum. She was dreading having to call it.

“You gonna call it?” Voe startled her.

“Oh my gosh!” Eugenia sighed in relief. “And I have to but..i don’t know I’m just scared.”

Voe sat there for a moment, “Hm..fine, I’ll call,” before Eugenia could answer, the doe took the phone pressing “call”, she placed it on speaker.

“Hello, welcome to ‘Donnie’s House’,” a muffled voice answered the phone.

Voe and Eugenia looked at each other confused, “Um..is the owner there?” Eugenia asked. “I have a few questions.” The muffled voice responded but it was unclear. “I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” The muffled voice sighed repeating the nonsense. “One more time?”

“He’s not here!” The voice was annoyed.

“Can we leave a message?” Voe rolled her eyes. There was silence, “Um..hello?”

There was a loud violent cough making the sinners jump, “Hello?” A man’s voice came from the phone.

“Donnie?” Eugenia said into the phone.

“Gigi! How can I help you?” His voice was cheery.

“Where’s Bean?”

“Where’s your husband?”

She was silent, she wasn’t gonna feed into his nonsense, “Give my daughter back.”

“I’m keeping her safe,” he responded.

“From?”

There was silence, “You,” his answer made her blood run cold. “You’re at that hotel trying to be a hero, you’re no hero, you just feel sorry for yourself.” Eugenia gulped, “Don’t call here again.”

He hung up.

“What was that about?” Voe asked.

“I..I don’t know,” Eugenia lied. “He was always obsessed with playing sick twisted games.”

“This is the man you had a child with?”

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Bean didn’t know how many days it had been, or if it had been weeks, months, years. She only knew that Donnie seemed to take great pleasure in “helping” her. He electrocuted, stuck her with knives and needles, to make her forget the past. To forget the pain, nothing worked. At this point Bean’s body couldn’t take it anymore, she hadn’t eaten much; only when Donnie decided to feed her which wasn’t often since she was constantly in and out of consciousness.

“Bean.. Bean?” Donnie snapped in a barely conscious Bean’s face. She could barely keep her head up, she groaned.

“Did- did it work?” She slurred.

“I don’t know, but I held up my part; now hold up yours,”

Donnie went over to a medical table, picking up a large syringe filled with blue liquid.

“Now choose, higher electric levels or V-Rage?”

Bean looked between the choices, she lifted her finger to choose..

She put her hand back down, she didn’t want to choose anymore madness.

“Let me go Donnie,” she sighed.

Donnie knelt down in front of her, “But we’re not done yet,” he whined.

“Welp I am, I don’t want to play anymore and I want to go-”

He grabbed her face, “You go when I let you!” Bean was done with these men, as a response she used all the strength she had and spit acid at him, resulting in part of his mask melting. “AHH!” Donnie fell backwards, ripping his mask off. He stared at her with a straight face, but she could tell he was angry.

Bean’s eyes widened, without his mask she could see a slit in his throat, it was terribly sewn, “oh my God..I- I know you..” the longer she looked at his face the more sure remembered.

Long car rides. Random ladies in the car, they seemed to always be sleeping. But there was one trip that she never forgot…

🚨TRIGGER WARNING: THIS SCENE CONTAINS ATTEMPTED CHILD MURDER, VIOLENCE!!🚨

Earth, 1979

“Daddy? Why you quiet?” A 6 year old Bean asked.

Donnie stayed quiet, continuing to drive down the road. It was quiet, no other cars, no other people; just him and his daughter. But his mind was racing with thoughts, how could she do this?! She was tearing apart their family! This was her fault! He brought the car to a screeching halt, he opened the glove compartment pulling a hand gun from it.

“Come here,” Donnie took Bean from the back seat. He put the gun in his pocket before picking his daughter up and going into the woods.

When he was sure he was far enough from the road he put her on the ground, then took the gun back out. Bean stared up at her father, he didn’t look at her only at what was in his hands; she had a worried look on her face. Was he gonna hurt her with that? Was he sad? Was he mad?

“You know, I was thinking about all this, I want you to know that I’m not a bad person; you know who was? My dad,” Donnie said continuing to stare at the gun. “He forced to play that fucking piano until I collapsed, when I did anything he didn’t like he’d hit me in the head; do you know what happens when you hit someone in the head too many times?”

The toddler remained silent, just staring at her father.

He laughed, “I know you don’t, it’s ok; they become fucked in the head. One day when I was maybe 10 or 11 he hit me with a bat, I had to go to a hospital for a day; I probably should thank him..after that I saw the world through a different lens.” Donnie looked at Bean with a look she’s never seen, there was no happiness, no sadness, no anger..it looked empty. “I want you to know that I love you very much.” He raised the gun, pointing it at her. “This is kind of sad but you’re not gonna see me after this, it’s okay; it’ll be someplace better.”

As he pulled the trigger Donnie felt a sharp pain form across his neck, he started choking. Touching his neck he felt the blood gushing from his throat, He pulled the trigger before falling to the ground. His vision started fading as he saw a blurry figure walk past him.

After that, everything went dark…

The bullet hit Bean in the arm, she was lying on the ground crying loudly. Stefan put the bloody switchblade in his pocket before rushing over to the injured child, he knelt down next to her.

“Shh..it’s okay,” he caressed her head, comforting her.

“Daddy’s here.”

Present Day

Bean stared up at the man, “Why?” She could feel tears in her eyes. Why did her dad try to kill her? Donnie stood in silence before taking scissors off the medical, “Tell me! Why?!” He ignored her walking up to her with the scissors. “What are you doing?!” She was in shock when she felt Donnie begin to cut her hair up to her shoulders.

He put it on the floor in front of her, Bean began to cry, “I hate you!” She screamed. Donnie picked his mask up off the floor before leaving his daughter in the dark.

The amount of crying and screaming Bean did had put her to sleep, she was still really weak but she was getting out of this place. She opened her mouth starting to drool acid, some fell on her skin; she ignored the pain letting the acid fall on the chains.

The chains started to sizzle and burn before becoming weak and breaking, Bean pushed them on the floor. She didn’t make any noise so Donnie wouldn’t hear her, she didn’t hear anything.

Was he asleep? Did he leave?

Bean got up from the chair but fell on the ground, she was too weak to walk. She groaned and whined in pain as she pulled herself back up.

She was getting out of here.

Donnie had to be the cockiest abductor, the only thing he did was chain her. He didn’t count on her escaping, he thought she assumed the door was locked. It wasn’t.

Bean stumbled into the city, walking through the acid rain storm she barely made it to the hotel. Her skin was sizzling and peeling with each drop that fell on her, she managed to hit the door pretty hard before collapsing and falling unconscious.

Alastor was sitting in his usual chair late at night, Vera was still upset about the pregnancy announcement even with the news of her becoming an overlord she found time to be petty, it was irritating. Hot, but irritating.

The Radio Demon was about to make his way to his radio tower when there was a loud “thud” at the door. He sighed, he wasn’t looking to kill what trouble was at the door, but if he had to.. Opening the door, he saw an unconscious Bean on the floor. Alastor looked around and inside to make sure no one was around, he picked her up bridal style, before going inside.

“You might be the Northern Killer’s first victim that survived.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Erin, come on!” Eric groaned.

“Just another minute! Please,” Erin pleaded.

“Honey,” there’s no one here, Lucifer’s last client left 30 minutes ago,” Wynter said.

Erin stared at the front door to the devil’s house, there had to be someone else; just one more person, she looked at the time on her phone and sighed.

Maybe it was time to-

At that moment the door opened, the three sinners looked towards the door. A man came in whistling “I Can’t Smile Without You” . He wore a mask on his face and an old timey hat. He tipped it at the three walking past them.

“Isn’t that the guy that owns the weird museum?” Eric whispered. Erin got up making her way towards the man, “Erin wait!” Eric tried stopping her, but failed.

Erin swallowed her fear, tapping him on the shoulder, he turned to her, “Can I help you?”

“Do you- do you know who I am?” Erin asked, staring up at him.

The man tilted his head at the siren, staring back at her before smiling, “Yeah..I believe I do”

“You’re Arielle.”

(Sorry I’ve been gone for so long my lovely’s lots of work! I promise for sooner updates! HAPPY NEW YEAR!)

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yallemagne · 10 months ago

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This year, I'm not doing Dr*cula D*ily

Or any other substack but DD is the biggest. I have numerous reasons for this decision that none of y'all are gonna particularly care for, but ya know, just so we got our expectations in order: I'm not gonna participate in DD this year (maybe never again), I'm probably not gonna reblog many posts related to it (doing so would be counterintuitive), but I am holding myself to finishing Orice (at LEAST the base fic).

Now, why?

TL;DR: Mental health crisis brought on by internet harassment and overprioritizing social media. It's not fun anymore, folks.

DD just... it completely ruined the novel for me.

It was a nice phenomenon, but it took a wrecking ball to my mental health and self-worth. Now, I'm not saying DD's creator personally did something to spite me (or maybe I am, he knows what he did /j), but this whole thing? It wasn't good for me. It was never good. It was sometimes fun, but most of the time it made me want to end it because of thumblr notes.

That's fucking stupid. My life is not worth internet validation. My art is not worthless just because my numbers are not as big as the biggest big shots in the fandom. I'm not a horrible person when other people handle personal disagreements regarding headcanon with defaming rumours and impersonation. But hell! My view of reality was horribly skewed.

A while back, I unfollowed all the gothlit tags I previously followed because 1) Some people (active and popular members of the fandom, mind you, not bots or trolls) were posting honest-to-god name-dropping harassment in the tag because "it's a popular tag so more people will see my callout post" and 2) I reached a point where seeing anything related to the novel on my dash just set me off. It didn't even need to be drama-related anymore. Mentions of the characters, mentions of popular AUs, just the very content of this book became triggering to me, and I really didn't miss the content when it was gone, as sad as that is.

And the kicker? I've come to realize that I probably dislike more things about the novel than I actually like about it. Not only is it tied to some of my darkest moments in recent memory, but it's also just... a book with many flaws that I could go on and on and on about. Sometimes, it straight-up made me furious, like seething mad, and I think I'd rather just be happy. But even when I would try to channel that energy into being happy, I always felt I had to over-clarify or else I’d get bombarded with anonymous messages. If you’ve seen any of my posts from during that time… chances are there is a passive aggressive “btw people can have opposing opinions from you about an old book and it doesn’t give you leave to stone them” or several tags of “#this is a joke #a jooooooke #for the love of god #if y’all don’t stop”. I bet it was as annoying for y’all as it was for me.

P.S. Mutuals/friends, do not worry. Y'all keep doing y'all. I can and will block tags if seeing your posts triggers me. So, I suppose my only request is to properly tag, but I've been saying that from the very start.

I just want to move on to other things.

I took a break for Lent. I needed it terribly. And... not gonna lie? I almost didn't want to return. I never got an itching to just log on and "check in". I very successfully avoided tumb altogether. I came back because "I gotta come back eventually" and also like, this is my main hub where I update when I've written a fic, and ya know... I'm not gonna let toxic fandom bs rule my shit.

During my break, I got back into gaming. More specifically, I started playing Hades again. And listening to Epic the Musical. Aaaand boyyy did that bring me back to my Greek mythology phase. I have a Greek mythos/Hades sideblog btw: @areopagusimp. It's cringe, if you can't tell by the blog name.

Back when I was into Hades game and general Greek mythos, my expectations were so much smaller, but yet, my goals and will to create seemed so much bigger. I made art that no one gave a single solitary shit about (except for my friend), but I was happy. Maybe I'm wearing rose-tinted glasses, but... even if I wasn't as happy then as I remember being... haha at least I wasn't receiving threats and insults in my inbox back then :))). That was the most fun thing about the gothlit fandom. I hope every single chickenhearted angry anon is proud of their behaviour.

But yeah, whatever I end up doing, I’m striving to not let it run me into the ground.

But... What do I do now?

I have so many WIPs (art and writing) for the novel, and it's very disappointing that I didn't get to finish them before it all turned sour. Hopefully, I can still finish them, it just won't be with the same distress I worked with before. Hopefully, I can post that stuff and fully manage my expectations, not crash and burn when only a few people like it. Because hell! A few people liking my stuff? That's amazing, really. I shouldn't take that for granted. At the same time, I'm setting a boundary for myself. Placing my self-worth into the hands of people who I don't know, who don't know me, and who aren't even paying for the art? I need to stop that. Who the hell is that gonna serve? Absolutely no one.

My number one goal is to finish Orice. It is somehow untouched by my aversion to the novel; it is my safe space. I want to honour it and honour the longtime readers who have stuck with me. It's gonna be hard, but it's gonna be worth it for me.

This feels attention-seeking, and it kinda is. I'm not tagging the main subject and I'm not allowing reblogs because I want this to stay isolated (and hopefully prevent backlash/misunderstandings), but ya know, no matter how much I try to keep this small, I'm still posting it online. But I just feel like I needed to get this off my chest. I don't really owe everyone an explanation, but I want there to be one for my own sake... also it's much easier to generalize and make a post than contact each of my friends/mutuals on here and unload stuff onto them that I'm not sure is too personal or not.

For those of you who are reading: I love y'all. I love the good people I've met through all this mess. I want to keep the good apples, not throw out the whole harvest, alright? Dunno how much you'll care for my art when the subject is different, but... eh. If y'all are willing to try?

#i'm writing this in march #dunno when it will be posted #update

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frauleinandry · 10 months ago

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a persona 3 reload review

uuuuuuh so i was meant to post this like... two weeks ago, but then real life hit me in the head like a frying pan. now that i've had the time to edit this though, here are my thoughts on p3re! this is also a minato route review, as i played kotone's in P3P (i know it's not his canon name, but i don't want to use makoto due to P5 confusion).

on the whole, reload is a fantastic game. the gameplay easily rivals P5R, and surpasses it in some aspects. the new content is typically great. i also enjoyed minato as a character (well, as much of a character as persona protagonists are anyway), though that leads me to the main gripe i had with reload...

... and that's the lack of kotone's social links. to be precise, two of her social links, the absence of which greatly hurts the overall story.

don't get me wrong, i'd still rank reload a solid 8/10, but it could have been a 10/10 with the addition of those two links (plus one other spoiler thing), and I think that's a shame.

my in depth analysis is under the cut - note, it's very much not spoiler free.

okay, so, i'm gonna split this into 3.5 segments - the good, the mixed, and the bad (you'll find out what the 0.5 is later).

1. the good:

minato - while i'm still a kotone girlie at heart, he's not a bad protagonist at all! his dialogue options have a very distinct personality to them unlike joker and yu, and his character arc is one of the best of all of the persona main leads. an aloof, apathetic boy who learns to love the world/his friends so much he's willing to die for them... it's good!

koromaru - minor, but worth mentioning. you can pat him, and it's so cute. in fact, everything about him is perfect. from his all-out attack screen, to his animations, to... well, everything. no joke, if I needed to sell this game to a non-persona fan, i'd use him as the main draw.

hangout events - while I think being able to chat to everyone in the dorm already made SEES one of the more developed casts, having additional scenes really helped flesh out the party members who are less prominent in the plot (fuuka, pre-january aigis, ken). more things to do at night is also great, given there was nothing to do in the evening after maxing your social stats in the older versions. the perks they give you are great too, but i'll talk about that more later.

voice acting - not gonna lie, i generally don't like the persona dubs, and normally always play with the JP audio. given reload features some of my favourite voice actors though and was basically fully voiced, i decided to give it a chance this time. and i don't regret it! while some actors are definitely stronger than others, none of them were actively jarring, and quite frankly, they hard carried a lot of the social links. kudos to the cast!

strega - while they could have gone a bit further with it (jin needed a linked episode for sure), takaya finally got the development he sorely needed, and his and jin's final battles were actually interesting, instead of being annoying distractions from nyx. in fact, i'd say takaya's new content is easily the best of the new reload exclusive material. in portable, he made no impression on me whatsoever, but now, he finally gets to be the anti!minato he deserves to be.

1.5. the tartarus (aka good part 2, electric boogaloo):

i have so many things to gush about in terms of the new combat/exploration system, i decided it needed its own section! the glow-up tartarus got was massive. i was pretty disappointed when i heard they were keeping it randomly generated, but somehow, atlus pulled it off! i'll talk about individual things below.

collectables/monad doors - one issue with OG tartarus is that it's monotonous. breakable collectables make it much more entertaining to romp through though, as smashing things is Fun. the monad doors interspersed throughout are another good addition - if you want a break from roaming, you can challenge them, but if not, that's fine!

floor layout - another thing that makes tartatus more fresh to explore is that the HD graphics really make the differences between the blocks pop out. the generally smaller floors with more unique layouts really helps too.

shifting - it's baton pass, though without the ridiculous power/sp bonuses that made baton pass a little bit too gamebreaking in persona 5. in other words, perfect!

theurgy - out of all the battle-specific improvements, theurgy and the personality traits have got to be my favourites. showtimes were fun, but too random/gimmicky to be that useful, and ultimate skills tended to fluctuate between being absolutely gamebreaking or too SP intensive to be worth using. blending them into one feature with a content-specific gauge fixes all the problems with them while keeping everything that made showtimes/ultimate skills good.

ambush mechanics - this was one of the things i was most worried about before playing reload. ambushing in P5 is fun, but ambushing in the other persona games...? not so much. reload manages to fix this though by making the shadows less sensitive, which makes the early game a lot better, and but introducing dash-ambushes once the floors get bigger. if the persona 6 ambush system works like this, i'll be happy.

navigator skills - fuuka being retooled to work more like a playable character was an A+++ decision. making her skills player-activated but with an SP cost is so much more immersive than randomly getting a stat boost/enemy info.

unfortunately, while i think most of the tartarus additions were great, there were a few new mechanics which weren't... dreadful, per say, but could have been implemented better.

great clocks - they're better than nothing, but quite frankly, i would have preferred it if benched units got 50% exp instead. they incentivise you to drop two units for a period of time, which is annoying, given i want to use everyone on my first playthrough. late game, great clocks are also a pain to summon, for reasons i'll talk about below.

twilight fragments - i think they're a neat idea in theory, but they need to be easier/more reliable to farm. once you finish off the bulk of your social links/elizabeth's requests, replenishing them becomes a nightmare, which is annoying because you need them for great clocks.

2. the mixed:

while reload did a lot of things right, as per above, there were some things that didn't quite hit the mark.

linked episodes - i'm gonna be blunt. anyone who thinks these are better than social links is smoking something. one thing i like about party member social links is that it gives them a subplot outside of the main story, focusing more on their mundane struggles as opposed to their supernatural ones. half of the linked episodes just develop the main plot more though (and really should have just been included in it), meaning the linked episode exclusive subplots are underbaked.

another problem is that some of the linked episodes are just... kinda badly written. ryoji's completely lacks his existential dread, akihiko's comes off as a poor attempt to make his arena behaviour less OOC, while shinjiro's... it feels like persona 5 writing, in the worst way possible. it's like atlus completely forgot that subtext is a thing that's Good, actually.

while I have been fairly critical of them so far though, there are a couple of linked episodes i liked. koromaru's actually worked with the format, given he's a dog, but the real winner here was takaya. i loved all of his. if linked episodes appear again, i'd rather they be locked to antagonists like him.

art direction- i'll say right now - the UI is fabulous, the model shaders are great, and tartarus looks fantastic. the environmental design on the whole though is a bit iffy - a lot of the environments didn't translate to the super HD very well, and the lighting sucks in general. i needed to turn down the brightness it was so eye-searing. the animation of the 2D cutscenes is also pretty mediocre, and while the 3D cutscenes tend to look better, they're held back by some of the character models looking a bit goofy (mitsuru's is probably the biggest offender). i also think they were too scared of making the sprites 'ugly', and therefore on the whole they're slightly less emotive than the ones in the older versions of the game, which is a pity.

3. the bad:

minato's social links - the vast majority of the minato-exclusive social links are just flat-out not great. serious props to the voice actors here, since they hard carried them. quite frankly, they're just... bland, except for maya's and suemitsu's, which. uh. have problems. on the topic of social links, while i'm happy the romance isn't mandatory anymore, i don't like how half the girls explicitly confess to you. i much prefer the more subtle vibes of the P5/P4 romantic options, as yeah, most of them can lead naturally into romance, but they don't make the MC feel like a harem anime protagonist (derogatory). it kinda brings to mind this twitter post; sometimes, subtlety is simply better.

the absence of shinji and ryoji's social links - i can live without saori, rio, and most of the new and improved SEES member social links, but this is where i draw the line. while shinji dying is better storytelling, just like with chidori, having the option to save him is also important. lock it behind new game plus, yes... but keep it. also, him priming kotone to support akihiko one he's gone is far better than him just flat-out telling minato that he's dying. ryoji's missing social link though is infinitely worse. where is his slowly mounting horror as he starts poking holes in his backstory? his desperation to validate that he's actually real? that he exists?! like yeah, it's nice that the linked episode doubled down on his bisexuality, but i'd rather keep the psychological breakdown aspects of it, y'know?

the difficulty - i started playing reload normal - the level i'd typically use for a blind run of a persona game - aaaaand swapped to hard the second i unlocked theurgy. even then though, the game was a cakewalk until january hit. while i love theurgy, the game is absolutely not scaled around it, especially since you can charge/concentrate them. doing that, you can easily rack up thousands of damage without even going ham with fusion. unfortunately, reload is just... really easy.

the plot's too faithful to the original - while reload added new content, it pretty much left the story untouched outside of the beach scene. that's... not good, as persona 3's narrative had some pretty big problems. the biggest issue is the unchanged pacing - the strega storyline really needed to start a month earlier, and ryoji needed an extra month to integrate with the characters due to his lack of social link. this is one of the things i'm explicitly docking a point for - reload still doesn't kick off until the yakushima arc, which is well over a third into the game.

despite my criticisms, i do want to note that my experience with reload was predominately positive. it's (extremely) sad that you still need to play portable to experience the full persona 3 story, but p3re is still a fantastic game, and has a lot of gameplay features i'd be delighted to see in persona 6.

that's all i've got to say for now - until next time!

#persona 3 #persona 3 reload #p3re #p3 reload #review tag

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bengiyo · 1 year ago

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Theory of Love Rewatch Ep 10 Stray Thoughts

Last time, Khai began his long recovery from his motorcycle crash. Charlie is destroyed and in the shop, and Khai has severe injuries. He refused Third's help because he's as embarrassed at first and his wounds weren't healing. Eventually, Third needed to step in and help him. The gangstas also broke into Third's messages to see how close he was with Un, which was not cool. Meanwhile, Two is sorta dating Lynn even if he's also jealous of Un hanging out with other people or being interested in Third. Bone is trying to be brave about his crush on Paan. We left at Khai punching Un out at a party and confessing his feelings for Third, and I know they better apologize to Un or I'm gonna need to see another ass whooping.

These dudes always start beef with Un. He has had any number of reasons to be rude to them and instead he helps them, tutors, them, drives them to hospitals, and provides opportunities for them. Now he's being punched out at a party and being yelled at because he kissed a girl while Khai is jealous. Like, we can talk about how Khai's reputation as a womanizer informed how people treated him, but GODDAMN why do they treat Un like this??

I'm feeling especially salty about Khai wailing on Un because of the discourse this year about male anger.

No one apologized to Un or asked if he was okay before the credits? We just applaud Khai saying how he feels about Third and disperse? I'm gonna need all y'all to line up so I can whip all y'all asses.

Ep.10 Begin Again

Un is better than me. I would not be this chill.

"I don't want to hurt anymore." I'm back on my Third bullshit!! Do not let your guard down, Third! You know this man plays games!

Khai is giving "But I'm here now" energy that is personally upsetting for me. It's not his fault he didn't know that Third was carrying a flame for him for years, but he is responsible for how callously he treated Third. He's used to playing up his neediness and Third responding to it, but that era is over.

Why is he so mean? Look, y'all, Third has always been a little mean. He's mean to girls who hit on him, and he's kinda mean to y'all for always being annoyed when y'all go out.

It's notable how not-cute Third is most of the time. He's extremely prickly and doesn't say thanks that much to people he's close to.

I tell you. The rituals around peeling shrimp was one of the first things I picked up on as specific to Thai courtship gestures.

I don't mind them using the group chat as a distancing mechanism to tease and encourage their homies. Seeing it written down and being able to look back at it later can be encouraging.

That's right, Third. Don't give it up after one date.

I feel like we were unnecessarily harsh about this kiss in 2019. I think this is actually pretty good.

I really am such a sucker for long-term pining.

Lynn doesn't deserve this!

Sending a messenger with files is also real. A lot of folks don't have the data structure to handle large transfers.

Oh ho. A little lie. That's how it starts. Khai wasn't wrong for giving this girl a lift after possibly bumping her with his bike, nor was he wrong when she flirted with him and he sent her on the way. Still, he knows now that Third resented all the girls and he's always avoided confrontation.

I recognize the song she's singing, but I can't place it.

🎶 Hey, Jealousy. Hey, Jealousy. 🎶

Seems like Paan is maybe not that excited about this wedding and knows ole boy is cheating.

Oh don't go into a kiss as you're crying, Paan.

Oh lord it's one of these ads.

Drama next episode!

I'm a bit out of step with the Un, Two, and Lynn plotline. I hope I have interesting commentary for them about long term pining when it completes. Bone and Paan have some flavor, but I get squicked out when teachers get down with their students. I like the way they used Ching Ching this episode with Third's jealousy because he's got so many reasons to be leery of Khai even if Khai is trying to change. Looking forward to that blow up.

As always, this rewatch is sponsored by @lurkingshan, with support from @waitmyturtles and @neuroticbookworm. Tagging @twig-tea by request.

#theory of love #thai bl #bl series #Ben watches

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sillysurrealwriter · 5 months ago

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Gaming Oddyssey

It was a sunny day, early in the morning near my home. I was lying on the couch and was playing some videogames, on my good ol’ Nintendo Switch. I smiled, as I cleared another level and I returned to the title screen.

I smiled. 100%. Like usual.

Oh, right? Let me introduce myself. I am Harvey Harriette. I am 17 years old and today was the first day of summer vacation. Those last exams during those last weeks had been tough, yet I somehow pulled through. Especially, Math. That class was a pain in the ass.

But right now, I could finally relax. 3 months of summer vacation, which meant for me 3 months full of gaming, to play so many games and to complete them 100%. A dream come true, you might say.

There’s just one problem though.....I kinda ended up beating all the games I had bought over the last weeks, last night. And now, I didn’t have any games left to play. Which was kinda annoying, not gonna lie.

Because I already bought almost every video game I could find. From X box, to PS5, to Switch...I got them all, really. Mom always complained that my room was quite messy, because all those game boxes were littered across the floor. Her complaining became annoying, so I ended up cleaning my room for a bit. But only for a bit.

Mom and my other mom were not here, right now. They were going to Europe, in order to watch some musical in Hamburg. Initially, they wanted me to go with them, but I refused. Because I really don’t like musicals whatsoever.

With musicals, all you could do was sit on your ass and watch. But with games, you could be actively be part of the action. Who wouldn’t want that? Probably some boomers, like my two moms. Urgh....

Oh well. It’s fine, really. I mean, not everyone has to like games or something. Even so, I was beginning to get bored. I definitely needed to buy a new game.

Which is why I got up and headed towards the hallway, putting on my shoes and smiling at the mirror. Short dark blue hair, a shirt so tight that it would make sure to flatten that stupid chest of mine, strong grey boots and some ripped jeans. Perfect.

I opened the door and headed downstairs. We were living in a big apartment complex, which for some reason didn’t have an elevator. Walking up and down was a pain, but it was manageable. Plus, I wouldn’t mind if I were to gain some muscles thanks to that. Then people would finally see that I am not a girl.

In any case, I opened the door and stepped outside. The sun greeted me with its warm smile and I heard some birds chirping, as I walked towards my bike. I unlocked the lock, climbed on top of it and then began to drive through the neighbourhood. The streets were clean and didn’t have any filth whatsoever, given that this was one of the more better neighbourhoods and cities in general. Where the government actually cared about us. But I digress.

Right now, I was making my way to the downtown part of this city. There, I’d get myself some new games from my local video game store. It wasn’t that far from my home to that one shop. After only about 9 minutes, I arrived at the big plaza of the city. The fountain spewed out fresh water and people were passing by, some couples taking pics of themselves and kissing each other, while street artists performed and had their best time, as they attracted a respectable audience. Seeing them dance was quite fun and I had a good time watching them for a bit.

Yet, I still needed to focus on, why I was here to begin with. I needed me some new games. So, I approached the shop that said: WonderGame. I entered through the door and the cashier, a rather plumb old man known as Mr. Marty in some grey overall and some bald hair, smiled at me.

“Ah, Harvey!”, he greeted me happily. “How are you doing?”

“I am fine.”; I answered happily and tilted my head. “Business going well?”

“Yes, indeed. Customers are coming and leaving, with many games. And you are one of them, naturally.”, he said to me, before giggling. “I assume you are here, to buy another game.”

“Damn right.”, I said and smirked. “So...got any new deliveries?”

To my dismay though, Mr. Marty shook his head.

“No, I won’t get new games until next week. I am sorry.”

“Until next week?”, I asked disappointed. “But I want to play some new games now! Are you sure that there is a game that I haven’t bought from you, yet?”

“Well......”

Mr. Marty seemed pensive, as he got up from his seat and motioned me to come closer.

“Follow me, okay kid?”

Confused, I nodded and watched, as Mr. Marty went into the open door near the counter. I followed him inside and was met with a relaxing smell. I knew this place of course. Those were what Mr. Marty would call, the catacombs. A place where he would often store games that didn’t sell quite so well in the past and would remain here, in case anyone was interested. I’ve been here a few times, to play some retro games. Yet as we passed by, I saw that I already knew most of those games and I frowned.

“Mr. Marty...What do you want to show me?”

“You’ll see.”, he told me and then moved a wardrobe aside, revealing another door. He took out a key, put it into the hole and turned it, before opening it up and revealing a set of stairs.

“What the..”

“You haven’t seen this part yet, kid.”, he explained to me, as we went downstairs through the dark cellar. “Normally, this is just the place where I store all the junk. Like broken game consoles and games and whatnot. However....”

He opened another door and we stepped into a messy hallway that reminded me of the lower part of Peach’s Castle from Super Mario 64.

“...recently, I was cleaning here and whatnot, when I found something.”

“You..found something? What is it?”

“Let me show you.”

Eventually, we reached a couple of boxes and he pushed a few of them away, before I saw it.

What I saw in front of my eyes, was a game console. It had the form of a cube, yet it was smaller than the NGC and upon closer inspection, I saw several ports on the back, so that the console could be connected to the TV. Not only that, but there was one controller plugged in. And the controller itself, was....off.

Its shape reminded me of the Wii Classic Controller. only that the color was dark red and that there were only two buttons. A and B. Just like the original NES controller.

What the......

“I found this here, a few days ago.”, Mr. Marty explained and scratched his head confused. “I had no idea, why this was here. As you know, I’ve been running this store since the 80s and yet, I never had anyone deliver me a console like that.”

“I see....”, I mumbled and took a closer look. Judging by the ports, the console must have been made around the time the N64 was produced, given the exact same ports. The colour itself was off in some areas, meaning that this thing was old and not new. I also saw a small writing in front of the cartridge slot. It said: Odyssey- A fantatic time

“Does this thing even work?”, I asked Mr. Marty. He nodded.

“Yes. I plugged it, into my TV at home. And indeed, the console works quite well and the games were fun too. Controls were solid and I had a bit of fun with it, I won’t lie.”

“Uhuh....Then why are you not selling it, upstairs?”, I wondered and for a moment, Mr. Marty remained quiet. Then, he let out a sigh.

“Truth be told, I wanted to. Yet....I had a feeling I shouldn’t. I have no idea why, though. So...”

He put his hand into a small box next to it, which had a green cartridge with the words “5 in 1”

“...do you want to have it?”

“Hmm.....”

I thought about it for a moment and then nodded.

“Sure, I guess. How much do I need to pay?”, I asked and took out my wallet, but Mr. Marty shook his head.

“You can have it for free.”, he told me. “Under one condition.”

“That being?”

“I want you to record your gameplay.”, he explained to me. “You know, to see what happens when you 100% the full game. Would that be fine with you?”

“Hmm...Sure, why not?”, I asked and nodded. “I already have a youtube channel, where I upload gameplay videos regurlarly and I make enough money from it. So, of course I can do that.”

“Excellent.”, Mr. Marty said and then put the controller on top of the console and then added the cartridge onto it, before giving it to me. I grabbed the box and was a bit surprised, as to how light it actually was. Honestly, it wasn’t heavy at all. Or did I gain some muscles?

“Thanks, Mr. Marty.”, I told him. “Once I am done, I’ll send you the videos to your mail. Have a nice day.”

“Thank you. See you kid!”

With that, I left and 10 minutes later, I was back home. I opened the door to the apartment and then closed it, before placing the console on the ground, grabbing the cables in order to plug them in. It wasn’t difficult at all, given that it was easy to see what those cables were. I then grabbed the cartridge and pushed it into the slot, before I turned on the TV and then pressed on the on button, of the console.

The TV screen glitched briefly and then turned black. For a moment, I was worried that I accidentally broke the TV. But thankfully, an image began to appear. My recording device got turned on as well and I watched, as a red spiral symbol appeared on screen with the word “Ripple”, on it.

Ripple....huh....

I took out my phone and googled the name of the console and the company of the game.

But I found nothing. Weird...

In any case, the screen changed and it showed me 5 options to choose from. They were as follows:

VeloSpeed

TheSuperstar

BeatoDanco

Crystal Venture

Evoke

Curiously, I grabbed the controller and selected the first game. Again, the title screen glitched and then, the title screen showcased some strange racing car with a black color and some Cyrillic symbols on the front, staring at the screen. It was of rather high quality and then, I pressed on start. Then, a vehicle selection came up.

There, I saw the names of the vehicles

Black: 1951 ZiS-112/1

Blue: Moskvitch 404 Sport

Green: Alpine A350

White: Alfa Romeo Tipo 512

Weird...I never heard of any of those names before. Eh, I’ll just go with the first option.

I expected a track selection to pop up, but instead I was immediately booted onto the track. It had a sunset background and the graphics reminded me indeed, of the N64. I grabbed the controller and focused my attention on the road, which would lead to a forrest apparently. I saw on the top right two goals listed:

1: Win the race

2: Beat the race, in under 2 minutes

Hm.

The traffic light turned from red to green and the race began. I had 3 competitors and indeed, the game controlled quite well and the controls reminded me a bit of Mario Kart 64. I dashed through the track, easily leaving my opponents behind. There were some tight corners in the forrest and yet, it was nothing hard. Which is why in the end, I approached the finish line with a time of 1 Minute and 30 seconds, when...

Huh.

The race cars barely moved from their spots. They...weren’t moving at all.

Weird....must be some kind of bug.

I finished the race and then, a trophy was shown to me saying:

Win you have done are

“The hell? What kind of grammar is this?”, I muttered bewildered and pressed on continue. I waited for the track to load....

....but the next track didn’t come. And after a few minutes, I realised why.

The console had turned itself off. Did the game crash?

Weird....

I turned it on and tried to select the first game again and....

...it was gone.

Huh?!

I turned the console off again, took out the cartridge, put it back inside and turned the console on again.

But....VeloRacer went missing.

Okay......

I decided to just select the next game, as I rubbed my eyes a bit. The title screen showed some Drag King jumping on a....on a...

..on some kind of giant lizard thing with a red suit and a cube-like mustache. Weird....

I pressed on start and the screen switched, to a 3d world. It looked like I was in some sort of palace, given the interior and I was controlling this Drag King. I then noticed two objectives.

1. Beat all soldiers

2: Find all Gold Coins.

Okay.....

Like the last game, the controls were solid and could kick and punch my opponents, while jumping extremely high. Moving around the castles, I beat all of those lizard soldiers easily, passing through the red doors and collecting coins. It was not hard at all. Once I was finished, a message popped up that said:

Go back to the main area, to finish.

And I was about to do that. But, then I noticed in the courtyard level that there was a door ahead. I approached it and opened it, wanting to explore as much as possible.

But when I did that, an error popped up. It was written in gibberish and I only saw tons of numbers, before it shut down and-

Wait.

Was it just me...or did I see a face staring at me? It looked like the moon....

Huh. Needless to say, this was weird. The game shut down again and when I turned the console off again, that game was also gone.

Only 3 more left.

What the hell......Urgh, my head hurt......

Okay, now I was extremely confused......Was the cartridge broken or why did each game disappear? I don’t get it....

This was getting weird and I wasn’t sure, if I wanted to play more. All of this felt like some cheap creepypasta, about some cursed game console. But.....

So far, the games weren’t creepy. Sure, they all crashed and yet, I didn’t see anything gross or something.

Well....let me try the next game. Beato Danco.

The title screen showed some strange orange haired girl with black eyes and colorful clothing dancing. She was smiling and even though she looked creepy, she also looked a bit cute.

I turned the game on and it appeared to be some DDR clone. I had to dance and press on the button at the right times, while fighting more of those lizard soldiers. I had two objectives.

Objective 1: Beat the level

Objective 2: -

Huh. Only one objective, huh?

Again, the game was easy to play and I had some fun too. But as I went on to play, I realised something.

None of those games...had any music. Sure, they had sound effects, but no music at all. That’s strange.... Were the developers unable to add some music? If it was an early console from the 80s I’d get it. But that console seemed to be from the early 90s and yet, no music at all.

Something felt off and I finished the level and as I expected, the screen turned black and...

Wait....

There was a text on the screen.

“Can you see me?”

But it was only for a split moment and then the console turned off again.

Okay, this was beginning to creep me out. I needed some answers.

So, instead of turning on the game again, I hopped onto reddit and went to r/retrogaming and typed in the following:

“Does anyone know this console? I got it from a local video game store and yet, I can’t find anything online. Can you help?”

I added some pics of the console and then sent it.

....only for a message to pop up that said:

You have been banned from r/retrogaming, for inappropriate behaviour.

Excuse me?????????

My post got deleted too. What the...What rule did I break? I didn’t even curse or anything?!

Okay..........

I coughed a bit and rubbed my eyes. What the hell.....

I glanced at the game console. Maybe...I should take a break and...

........

....

I turned the console on again and selected the fourth game. Crystal Venture.

The title screen showed a rainbow crystal and when I pressed on start, it seemed to be some sort of Tertris Clone, only with diamonds. I had two objectives.

Objective 1: Beat the level

Objective 2: Lose the level, please.

Eh?

But those goals were complete opposite of one another?!

Well.....I doubted that I could just play this game a second time, so I did my best.....I played and like usual, I beat the level.

I saw the trophy symbol again and yet....

....I saw no continue button.

The hell?

Suddenly, the screen glitched and it was all black. Then, text appeared on it.

Listen. Turn the console off.

Do not beat the gamesies.

You will just sufferersies.....

Pleasies...Pretty?

And then, the console turned off again.

I really didn’t want to play the last one, but my body didn’t listen to me. It...turned the game on again....and my hand selected the last game.

Evoke.

This time around, I was just on some black meadow. The game was in first person and it was so dark....

The.....sun had set. It was night. I had no idea, why it was nighttime already......

My hand moved the joystick and I walked around......I walked...and walked...........

Until there was something in the distance. Something with several white glowing things and long orange hair.

And to my surprise....my console spoke.

“HELLOSIES”, it said with a glitchy feminine voice. “YOU::::DIDNT LISTEN TO ME::::UWU:::::YOU NEED:::TO TURN:::THE CONSOLE OFF::::BEFORE ITS TOO LATE::::::”

“Wh..What?! Wh...What’s going on?!”, I exclaimed and felt my headaches getting worse.

“YOU::::HAVE FOUND:::::FORGOTTEN:::::YOU::::::::HAVE:::::::::BEATEN::::THE GAME::::::::::::::AND::::AND::::NOW:::YOU NEED TO TURN::::IT OFF::::PLEASE::::”

And then suddenly, I saw a timer at the top.

30 seconds.

I tried to reach to the off button, but......

My body wouldn’t move. I...I couldn’t move at all. And my head began to hurt even more.

“PLLEEEASSEE:::::TURN OFF::::GAME:::”

20 seconds.

My vision became blurry and I heard a strange noise from somewhere, yet I couldn’t find out from where. I coughed.

10 seconds.

“NOOOOOO:::::TURN OFF:::::NOW:::::NOW:::::::::::::NOW!!!!!”

The screen began to glitch heavily and I coughed again...some liquid. I thought it was blood, but.....

...it...was some dark gooey liquid...What the.....

I coughed it up more and felt it leaving my eye sockets, as also my hands were full of them. I coughed up even more.

5 seconds

“CLOOOSEEEE::::YOUR EYEEEEESSSS”

I tried. But I couldn’t.

The time went up. And I vomited even more black goo and then collapsed, feeling my brain bursting through my forehead. The last thing I heard from the glitchy voice was this:

“I:::::::::::AM::::::::::::::SO::::::::::::::SOOOORRRYYYY:::::::SOORRY:::”

..............................

A 17 year old kid was found murdered, yesterday. The victim was discovered by their parents, who had left their child one week ago, to attend a musical. When they returned, they found the victim on the ground, in a strange dark substance. Police entered and investigated, yet they couldn’t figure out what the substance was. They also found the TV all broken and some loose cables hanging from it, yet nothing was plugged into those. According to witnesses, no one entered the home except the kid and there was no sign of breaking in either. The autopsy discovered strangely enough that the victim had died a week ago, yet all of his organs seemed fully functional, except the skin which had some dark veins. Police is still investigating and the lead detective said that they found a suspect and that they are interrogating them, as they speak. And they also learned from said suspect that the victim visited them 3 times over the last week, even though they supposedly died a week ago. Camera footage is rather broken and the suspect claims that they gave the kid a console to play. But no console was found at said scene. Stay tuned for more.

#writing #original fiction #original story #short story #video games #retro gaming #horror writing #horror story #horror #surrealism #surreal horror #surreal #queer writers #creepy

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paperstorm · 2 years ago

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It's been so long since we've had a sneak peek from you, pretty please?? You don't play the snippet tag games anymore :(

Tbh I haven't been tagged in a wip or snippet tag game thing in a long time, I haven't purposely been ignoring them! But of course you can, here you go

TK holds up the bottle of Windex as he moves toward the kitchen, when Carlos’s eyebrows raise expectantly at him. He puts the bottle under the sink, slightly making a show of it even though that particular bottle actually belongs upstairs in the bathroom, because he wants Carlos to be assured he was cleaning like he was instructed while Carlos was down here panicking that he’d put a single grain of salt too many into the sauce that he’s already remade a second time.

He’s being exceptionally bossy today, but TK is giving him a pass. This dinner means everything to Carlos, even though his boyfriend is stoic and stubborn and won’t admit that it does, so TK is alright with absorbing his overbearing demeanor.

“Did you –”

“Yes,” TK interrupts.

He doesn’t mean it to sound combative – he’d meant to be reassuring, that whatever Carlos could think of, TK had thought of too, but Carlos huffs as he goes back to stirring.

TK bites his lip and considers, for a moment, the tense line of Carlos’s shoulders and the rigid way he’s holding himself. He steps in closer, taking Carlos’s hips in his hands and pressing a kiss to the top notch of his spine. “Sorry. What were you gonna ask?”

“I know I’m being annoying,” Carlos mumbles.

“Yep, you sure are,” TK agrees, rubbing his side, fingers moving over his ribcage. “But it’s okay. Ask me, if it’ll make you feel better.”

“Did you wipe down the shower door? It gets –”

“Soap scum,” TK finishes. “Yes it does, and yes I did.”

Quietly, Carlos says, “Thank you.”

“Don’t need to thank me, babe. I live here.”

Carlos turns around. He’s holding a wooden spoon with a small amount of steaming red sauce in it, and he holds it out. TK can see a muscle twitching in his temple as Carlos asks, “Taste this?”

TK parts his lips and lets Carlos feed him. Flavors burst on his tongue – spice and the tang of tomatoes and chillies. He moans in appreciation, making a show of that, too. “It’s delicious.”

“It’s not too –”

“Carlos.” TK take’s his boyfriends shoulders, looks him right in the eye and doesn’t let him look away. “It’s not too anything. It is exactly the right amount of everything. It’s amazing.”

Carlos presses his lips together but he nods slowly and he turns back to the stove.

TK wraps his arms around Carlos’s waist and rests his chin on Carlos’s shoulder.

“There’s a stain in the grout.” Carlos gestures toward the refrigerator. TK looks in the direction he points, lets his eyes wander along the floor, but can’t see what Carlos is referring to. “I don’t know how that happened. I can’t get it out.”

“I won’t tell anyone.”

“I don’t care about anyone else. I know it’s there.”

“Come on, let’s lie down for a minute.” TK rubs Carlos’s stomach.

“My parents are on their way.”

“We said quarter-after,” TK argues gently. “They won’t be here for almost an hour.”

“What if they’re early?”

“Then we’ll get up and answer the door. They’re gonna knock, Carlos,” TK reasons.

“Dinner isn’t prepped yet.”

“Carlos,” TK repeats, a little gentler and at the same time a little more insistent.

He feels the moment all the fight goes out of Carlos, his shoulders sagging and his hand loosening on the spoon. He turns the dial, lowering the temperature on the burner. Gently, TK guides him toward the couch and is grateful when Carlos follows him without further argument.

He nudges, and Carlos sits and then reclines onto his back with his head on the brown throw pillow. TK climbs carefully on top of him, laying against Carlos’s chest. He pushes his hands underneath Carlos’s shoulder blades and tucks his face into Carlos’s neck. It’s a moment, before Carlos wraps his arms around TK’s back, and then it’s another moment before they tighten and he exhales and TK can feel him settle.

TK wants to say all sorts of things, always fighting the instinct to run his mouth in moments like these because he’s a talker but sometimes Carlos isn’t. Sometimes Carlos needs quiet, and touch, so TK lets himself be heavy on top of him and just breathes. After a minute, Carlos’s hand slips underneath TK’s shirt so he can press his big palm into the small of TK’s bare back.

“Love you,” is what TK says, in place of everything that’s dying to spill from his mouth. He wants to promise tonight will be fine. That Carlos’s parents wanted to come, they want to be included in this part of Carlos’s life. That TK’s got him, if there are moments that don’t go as well as they should. That they’ll get through it together – this thing that Carlos has so longed for and has built up so much in his mind – and once they go, TK will hold him until he can breathe again. He doesn’t say any of it, but he thinks Carlos hears it anyway.

#paperstorm writes #911ls asks #911ls: missing moments

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demispark · 11 months ago

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7. You get the chance to assign five characters new talents! Who do you choose, and what talents would you give them? :3

Thank you for asking! I actually kinda had a feeling you would ask this one :3

I apologize in advance for the lengthy post that follows, I wanted to talk a bit about my choices.

The thing about this one is that I kinda want to give characters the talents they already have, but that I don't think we got to see enough of, if we even saw it at all. Mukuro as the Ultimate Soldier and Rantaro as the Ultimate Adventurer are two prime examples. Mukuro is the Ultimate Not-Junko/Ultimate Corpse and Rantaro is the Ultimate Vaguely Shady Guy.

I'll come up with some real talents though, don't worry! Here's the list:

1. K1-B0: Ultimate Investigator - Get this boy a real talent! He's a robot, and by his own admission, isn't particularly smart, strong, etc. He's sorta like Yasuhiro, with how he is hardly "Ultimate", but compared to others in his field, he's the best. Anyway, I'm not sure if "Investigator" is the right word for it, but ol' Kee-boy has loads of added functions that are incredibly useful for collecting data. Cameras, recording devices, etc. I want to make it clear that this is distinct from being a detective, as this is more broad and less focused on drawing conclusions from data.

2. Kiyotaka Ishimaru: Ultimate Life Coach - I'm not the happiest with it, but just hear me out. So, Taka's talent is (depending on the translation) Ultimate Moral Compass or Ultimate Hall Monitor. So somewhat lame and ill-defined, with the vague implications that this poor honors student is peaking in high school. I want Taka's steadfast dedication to his rigid morals to mean something other than being an annoying stick in the mud (I love Taka a lot but I can't lie that's just how it is). I also really don't want him to be military-related or some kind of political role.

3. Rantaro Amami: Ultimate Stylist - There may be a post lying around somewhere that may have influenced me, but I actually really like this one! Rantaro is kinda pretty, and he does Kaede's nails... I want to expand on that! Probably thanks to having so many sisters, he's great at hair, makeup, nails, the whole 9 yards to have you looking your best!

4. Shuichi Saihara: Ultimate Strategist - Okay, we need to get this poor boy a different job. He is smart, but canonically Team Danganronpa also created him to be the "weakest Ultimate Detective ever". One of the Ultimate Detectives needed to give it up, and sure wasn't gonna be Kyoko. Thus, from the ashes of his Ultimate Detective's wit, the Ultimate Strategist is born. Admittedly, this is more for games like Chess and video games like Fire Emblem, but that's just because I want to put his cleverness and intellect on full display while alleviating some of his insecurities.

5. Chiaki Nanami: Ultimate Brawler - Caught you off guard with that one, didn't I? While I don't hate the ideas I've come up with, they've been a little... safe. Boring. Uninspired, even. I wanted to shake things up with this last one, and Chiaki is the perfect subject! This idea came from two places. The first is a fanfic that I don't remember the name of, but I can find it for ya later if you'd like. There's a scene where Chiaki is in Towa City and is attacked by Monokumas. Drawing from her experiences playing Bayonetta, she pulls off her backpack and starts fucking them up. The second is a clip from DR3: Despair Arc, in which Chiaki performs some kind of Dragon Uppercut move on Teruteru, sending him flying. Being so skilled at fighting that you can pull off fictional moves successfully sounds quite Ultimate, no?

... And that's that! Sorry I got a bit long-winded with this one, I'll try not to ramble too hard if you ask another question. I hope you enjoyed my musings! :3

#mintchocolatemagic #danganronpa ask game #Danganronpa

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snuggerudism · 9 months ago

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"I do love you, you know. Even if I'm shit at showing it." with either kniesy or chesley because idk who the prompt fits more

gonna do this with chesley because i think it fits him more <3

is this on the fluff prompt list? yes? did i add a sprinkle of angst? idk, you’ll have to read to find out

you tried to not let it bother you. at first, it was easy to ignore, as he was in playoffs mode. but they ended, and nothing changed.

you just wanted to be held by your boyfriend. was that too much to ask?

you’ve had a really long, and stressful day between work and classes. your boss had tried to convince you to stay an extra hour at work, but you couldn’t, because you had class.

because of that extra time, you had shown up 20 minutes late to class, extremely embarrassed.

oh, and you had coffee split all over your pants.

you really needed to feel ryan’s arms around you the second you walked through the door.

but instead, you found the sophomores on the hockey team in ryan’s living room, shouting about whatever video game they were playing. “y/n? are you okay?” jimmy snapped you out of your thoughts.

ryan hadn’t even looked over from the screen when jimmy said your name, too focused on the controller and game on the television.

“yeah, i’m fine. i should go anyways,” you wiped the tears that escaped your eyes. “ryan look like he’s busy anyway.”

at the mention of his name, your boyfriends head snaps to the door. “oh, y/n? you didn’t tell me you were coming over?”

y/n. not babe, or baby, or any other sweet pet name.

“yeah, sorry, i-“ you cover your mouth to hide the sob that is about to escape you. “i just wanted to see what you were up to.” you lie, sending him a fake smile.

unfortunately for you, jimmy is not as oblivious as your boyfriend. he pulls you in the apartment, shutting the door behind him.

you glance over, seeing that ryan has gone back to his video game.

jimmy stomps over, gently hitting your boyfriends shoulder and whispering something you can’t hear.

ryan’s eyes soften, and he passes the controller off to john before walking over to you.

“hey, hey,” he wipes the tears that pour down your cheeks away with his thumb. you don’t realize you’re in his room until he sits you down on the bed, a hand on your back. “what’s wrong? what’s making you this upset baby?”

you only start to cry harder. you weren’t able to hold in the tears anymore. ryan not paying attention at first, combined with the awful day you had sent you over the edge. “you don’t love me ryan.”

he freezes at your words. “of course i do baby.” he’s so confused.

you grow annoyed at his words. “really? because jimmy had to tell you i was crying for you to even care that i was at the door.

“y/n, babe, i-“

“i just wanted you to hold me. i’ve had an awful day, and lately, i just haven’t been feeling like you’ve been putting in effort for our relationship.” you’re honest with him, emotions spilling out of your body.

“oh baby.” he wraps his arms around you, laying down on the bed. he’s tracing shapes onto your top.

“these clothes are so uncomfortable.” you mumble, head tucked into ryan’s chest.

“here, change into some of mine,” ryan gets up, grabbing a pair of clean sweatpants and one of his many hockey t-shirts.

as soon as you’re done changing, his arms are back around you. this is exactly what you

"i do love you, you know. even if i’m shit at showing it." he smooths a hand over your hair.

“i just would like if you could make a little bit more of an effort to show affection. it doesn’t have to be over the top or anything, i just want to be held sometimes.” you let the truth spill out, a weight lifting off your chest.

“i can do that baby. i promise, i’ll make more of an effort.”

“thank you.” you let your eyes slip shut, curling further into ryan.

#ryan chelsey #quinn’s sweet celly

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thatonefatgumsimp · 1 year ago

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Important tags for later reference in case I forget or in case you'd like to scroll through and look at a certain tag:

• "#my art" is for tagging my art (alternatively, #not my art for art that I end up reblogging that isn't mine...although I've gotten lazy about tagging so I usually don't tag things unless I speak in them-)

• "#my writing" is for when I post stuff from ao3 that I wrote or just little things I wrote and decided to share here

• "#for later" are things I'm saving for later that might be important or also for cute animals in case I get sad later and need cheering up

• "#shitposting" is for random thoughts I have and shitposts (alternative tag for this: "#random shitpost")

• "#life update" for random life updates and updates on things I'm doing that day...like baking cookies!

• "#songs stuck in my head" is for all the times I've reblogged the "the current song stuck in your head .. go !" post with songs currently stuck in my head that I'm convinced I'm annoying op about at this point by continually reblogging, but I also need to document the songs stuck in my head. for science.

• "#ask tofs" I don't usually get many asks, but I suppose I should have a tag for those, so-

• "#voting time with tofs" is for all the random polls I start because I'm bored and very indecisive. that's it.

• "#last song i listened to" is for the person's post that I rb'd where they so politely asked what the last song listened to was.

• "#a master tag of the insanity" is some random c!mcyt brain thoughts I have occasionally (c! NOT cc!, or in other words, not about the actual real life people, but the cubitos, the sillies, the blorbos, etc.)

• "#tumblr stories of old" are basically like the old legends or old wives tales of tumblr. Myths and lore of old told by great and revered storytellers. Things that future historians may eventually look back on as the Gilgameshes and Illiads of our time... (they can also be found under "#for later", but it's faster if you just use this tag if you don't wanna also be bombarded with art stuff and recipes and cute animals)

• "#rizz for thee not for me" basically the "no b----es" meme for me cuz I for some reason have never been on a single date in my life even tho I've been told by MULTIPLE friends that I'm very cute and my best friends tell me I've got good game and decent charisma...basically me trying to help you get a date if you want one and/or decide to use my pick up lines (also I don't rlly get out much sooooo I don't rlly have any use for them currently-)

• "#dnd stuffs" is for when I post about my dnd OCs that I'm developing my own story for cuz I have no friends (/lhhj...hj BC none of them rlly play dnd-) and autism be damned I'm gonna make my own story! I don't need friends to make up pretend fantasy scenarios!!

• "#out of touch thursday" is for out of touch thursday...obviously- /lh

• "#it's crismin! happy crimis. merry crisis! merry chrysler :p" is what I'm making my Christmas tag riiiiiggt *checks watch* now.

• "#Sasha the Christmas Tiger" Sasha the Christmas Tiger. That is all.

• "#sparkle on its wednesday" is for the sparkle on its wednesday meme

• "#ides of march" is for the day we all collectively stab Caesar again :³

• "#yoooooo happy flesh prison friday" for flesh prison friday

• "#well‚ it's thursday" for the well it's thursday meme

• "#Tuesday 🔁" for the Tuesday 🔁 meme

• "#watermelon wolf wednesday let's gooo" for the watermelon wolf wednesday meme

• "#stoat saturday" for stoat saturday

• "#Today's Sunday" for sunday

also not all my posts are currently tagged with the corresponding tags, I'm trying to work on it. (← lie, I have pretty much given up on tagging my posts from the beginning/earlier this year correctly. There's too many- ╥﹏╥ )

Oh yeah also I added the hyphens to the tag part, but the tags don't have hyphens so uh...yeah jsyk (EDIT: this ↑ has been changed, there are no longer hyphens in the tags in the pinned post)

Also both picture of the perfect lemon slice (my pfp) and my bakusquad banner are by me (lemon was photographed, banner was drawn, felt like I needed to credit somewhere in case anyone was curious...maaaay or may not be working on a new banner, but shhhhhhh 🤫

EDIT 2: I changed it to the new banner ^^)

#I'm pinning this btw #idk I'm just kinda bored ig #I accidentally unpinned this and had to scroll back through my entire blog TT^TT #for later #← in case I accidentally unpin again so I don't have to scroll back through everything #to further help prevent that ↑#pinned post

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hellcatinnc · 1 year ago

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Irresistible Mistakes Review

I have enjoyed playing all these sexy mens main story and wanted to share my thoughts on each of them. they are in order and even the ones I did not purchase I still left firs impressions of them.

Ones in pink are paid in the love365 app only that I purchased. The ones in green are for the app only that I did not purchase. The blue are the ones that come with the game on switch.

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Minoru Tsujimoto

Not gonna lie the moment this man walks into the office his charm, sex appeal and manners draw you to him like a moth to a flame. You have to watch yourself with him you will get burned playing too closely. However every word out of his mouth is so charismatic and sensual makes you want to just rip your clothes off and say take me and do anything you want to me. Like I was surprised just in the prologue alone he draws you in thats not even his story. He is a love advisor he swears he can get you with your head boss and well he had sex with you because you thought he was your boss and he went with it. He then tells you now he knows how you are in bed he can step you through how to change yourself to draw your boss in. However he gives you just enough to make you want to read his story and probably the most seductive one in the game well besides Tachibana of course.

Anyways on to his main story I found he went from this charismatic man to annoying and at some points walked on the line of harassing even. He would talk down about you but in a nice way so you weren't even sure he was bad mouthing you at the same time. Like he would say things like we had this kiss but I need to teach you how to be better its like What? Then he is blunt in other terms and is the guy who will be like will you sleep with me just plain out anywhere doesn't care. Even in all this the way he carries himself falls right back to being attractive again. Damn so many up and downs with this guy and that was already relevant by chapter 2. I wasn't sure if I wanted to rip off my clothes and sleep with him again or call HR and report him. Wasn't sure if I felt the need to kiss him or to turn him over to the police. He racked my brain for a good amount of time yet he was like a train wreck I needed to look away for my own good but I couldn't just like I can't just walk away and leave him alone.

Oh my god then he tells you he will help you get with the boss but you have to be obedient and I was floored somehow that was the hottest thing that came out of this mans mouth. I love how he is so upfront and the one thing he can't see done is lying its a no no in his book which I love. He calls himself her master at times and I'm not really into all that but damn when this man says it I'm like "yes master!!!" Then as time goes on he shows his softer sweet sides that make you want to melt. Like holding a umbrella over your head in the rain and putting his jacket around you. Then I went on to purchase the special endings because sadly they leave you hanging with his story in the main story which irritated me a bit but not his character but because unlike most you can finish their main story without buying more but I had to end up purchasing and using another 700 coins just to move on and because it was a cliffhanger I had to.

Oh lord he is a cat person he stole my heart with him always talking about you being his dog and he your master to come to find out he isn't even a dog person to begin with. As you unwind the story of how your first night was with him you find your boss was gonna put you in a can and leave you but this man this wonderful sweet man stopped in the rain when he saw you and put a umbrella over your hear to protect you. He took you to a hotel to get dry and when you wanted comforting he told you he would be this fantasy guy for you if you wanted, anything to make you happy again then he spent all the time after teaching you how to be the right kind of girl to catch your bosses attention. In all the mix of it though you fall in love with him I think even before he realizes it. The way it ends oh my I'm smitten with this man he even talks logic he tells you he wants you to stay with him and that he is in love with you and wants to tell you every second however feels whats the point of a title in a relationship when his heart belongs to you.

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Go Okuba

Oh this man I got it bad for. From the moment I saw this bartender think my heart skipped a beat. I'm not normally into alot of the blonde guys its a hit or miss for me but damn was he not hot right from the start. Then to find out he is sweet and sincere and I was sold. I couldn't stop this romance by this point and there were steamy sessions with him that melted my mind. He could sing as well and he loved to sing even behind closed doors. I was smitten by this man through most of the story.

He did have a sad past and he pushes you away for a bit before he realizes he doesn't want to go another day without you by his side. He spends the rest of the night making it up to you over and over again. I got the provocative end but after seeing the relationship up til now its not hard to see the sexual connection in the story there was no other way to end between him and you its just who he is. He used to be a ladies man until you find he was just afraid to let someone in because he was afraid they would leave like his parents and grandfather had when they all died when he was young. He is one of my favorite nice naughty boys.

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Toma Kiriya

This man comes off so cold and rude right from the start. I thought he was a tsundere and I think he might be a soft one. That being said as you start working with him little by little he lets his walls down for him to finally open up and tell you why he is the way he is. Back in college his girlfriend who he loved alot cheated on him with his best friend and hurt him so bad he never had trust in love after that. He only did hookups after that which is how he ends up in the hotel room after a one night stand. Anyways later you find out that he is love with you even before you realize your in love with him however you face alot of ups and downs. Times where it seems confusing if he even cares however there is always that point where he will say or do something that shows a little bit of that affection in.

He gets to a point he will do anything to keep you in his life and refuses to lose you to someone else. He has an aggressive side thats hot as hell, a tender side that is so sweet with putting jackets around you when your cold, holding your hand, letting you sleep on his shoulder in the car. I will admit he does hurt you in his route but its honestly his only way he knows to protect you from someone malicious who is out to hurt him and take you down with him. When he finally gets to tell you how he feels and why he did what he did he makes the sweetest statement to you. "I've been in love with you since that night" as he tells you this before making love to you again this warms my heart. Although he is not my favorite guy he still makes me happy with the outcome and how he makes you feel. The apologies for hurting you and the outright confession of love make him a really good love interest. Then again I love my tsundere's but he is definitely more dere than tsun.

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Shunichiro Tachibana

Damn this man is charming and just flows with sex appeal. He is kind and witty and even when he is in everyone else's routes he is perceptive and there to help you with a helping hand with whoever your in love with. He puts off this image of who he is and to be respected but deep down your the only one who will see the real him. He has a chance to be married to the governors daughter, to be the biggest and best guy on top and yet because he falls in love with you he will throw it all away and give it all up to spend his life with you. He comes off as a playboy who uses women but he is the farthest from that. He admits you are someone he has never met before yet you captivate him. So much so that you have his heart in your hands before you even know it. There is so much passion and depth in this man and its beautiful to see it unfold in front of you.

When he says things of how he feels even when its more sexual he can make you hear skip a beat and send shivers down your spine. He stands up for you many a times even to your own friend who makes a mockery of your relationship. I love that every time it rains it brings out this undeniable passion in him and he can't keep his hands off you. On the softer note when you go on your first date with him he is nothing like this boss you see at work. He is more carefree and enjoying things like a actual person. Even his words are more endearing and he loves to hold hands its like he would reach out to touch you some way or another all the time. I really like this guy he is definitely one of the good guys and his smile is amazing.

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Rei Kamiki

He comes into you life based off a project your put on group with however you see him with a different woman every night. He is quiet but your sure he is a male whore. However one night your cat gets out and he saves your cat getting banged and scratched up and bleeding as he does. You take him inside and clean him up and he tells you he has other scratches and removes his shirt for you to see and like damn, man give us all a heart attack. If thats not bad enough if you tell him thanks for his help he tells you that you can do something in return then tells you he wants to live with you. He talks to your cat all the time probably more than he talks to you. He also wants you to be his fake girlfriend and he wants to sleep in the bed with you no matter what. He is demanding, promiscuious, quiet and reserved yet oh so damn sexy. He is definitely a kuudere because its so hard to read his expressions most times and although he says nothing really rude he just shows no emotion unless he needs to its like he can't be bothered. He doesn't care to have relationships just one nights and boy is he hot under the sheets.

I had to end up purchasing this mans route cause it drew me in so much. Oh my though was I pleasantly surprised he is not only hot but he is so sweet even when doesn't even realize it. He is humble money means nothing to him he likes the simple things in life like looking up at the stars, and eating noodles in a cup with a beer on the side. He is so sweet to your cat they are like best friends. He is so adorable when he wants to just snuggle you and your cat in bed and your not even really a couple but he really does almost become like a pet cat for you but yet at the same time much much more. His story can be a little messy at points because of a ex/first love he had in the past but he is worth pushing through it all to be there for him because all she was a unrequited love anyways and he just needed someone to show him what it was like to be loved and give love in return. He spent his life in a orphanage and the one family he had he fell for one of his adopted brothers friends however she never loved him like that she loved his brother so he spent his life pining over her and now he finally gets to see how it feels to have it reciprocated.

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Toshiaki Kijima

I was pleasantly surprised by this man he is such a kuudere no doubt about it. I love though as you work with him you get to see little tid bits that make him a catch. He talks about not wanting a girlfriend but honestly thats only because he has been hurt. Anyways he does sweet little things like one of my favorites he gets her a can of coffee from the machine then takes the winning sticker off his can and puts it on her to let her have the prize and win. Then he comes across her on a day off and tells her he will help her shop for the office party so she doesn't have to carry all the stuff. He honestly is known as the boss from hell yet at the same time away from work he has a kind heart and when he smiles its not hard to see why anyone wouldn't fall for him. Then he pulls up with a motorcycle like omg I didn't see this coming. I mean this is the guy who looks like a nerd and yet he has a motorcycle it floored me.

He has his rough edges and when he feels like he could be the reason you get hurt since so many hate him he pushes you away. Thanks to your boss letting you in on the fact he had one love in his life and she died of cancer 5 years before. You really get to understand why he pushes people away because ever since he lost her he didn't want to hurt or let anyone in again. He is the one who eventually faces his feelings of grief with you by his side helping him. Once he lets that wall down he practically brings you to his attention that he wants to be with you. Now in the endearing happy ending he might confess he loves you but I got the provocative ending which I am happy with. You get to see not only is he the guy thats passionate but also honest with how he wants you. If he thinks he steps on boundary lines he steps back and will apologize that is some major respect points going to this man and just bought him husbando material right there. Anyways the moment you tell him to take you its a endless tender and passionate night you will never forget. I wish there was more romantic CG's with him but I look forward to more later from this guy he is one thats worth it for sure.

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Keita Mitsuura

Oh this man captured my heart not long after starting his route. Like seriously he has no issues letting you know he is excited to see you again. He admits he hasn't done this before and wants to make you his girlfriend. Like damn he is sweet, sexy, smart, playful, romantic, and perfect. As times goes on you realize he is a naughty boy but not in a bad way but a good one. Like he is the type to wake you up crack of dawn to make love to you, to grab you and pull you close when no one is looking. He is the guy who doesn't care if you let him take you with his family in the next room, he doesn't even care if they hear you moan he finds it just that much hotter. He loves to talk about his dreams and even though his relationship felt a bit rushed all of a sudden it felt comfortable and safe. It didn't feel like he was anything more than genuine however the gut feeling was waiting because he was just so damn perfect.

It happens near the end of the main story you find out it was all a lie to better his career and then he drops you. But even in that time he tries to distant himself from you he has to go to the point of leaving the company to get away from you as well as the rumors his ex spread about him. He was known soon after for sleeping with girls, leading them on while he was doing a project then dropping them after. This time wasn't so easy because as your character you have a chance to fight for him and his career he loves so much. After you become a thorn in his side and find out he lived his life growing up with out his parents and his brother always working. The first woman he loved didn't even show him what real love was. He shelters his heart from you and just tries to be cold so you will go away. However when you don't and you confess your love to him it strikes him in away that he apologizes and when your wanting to give another chance to start over he jumps on it even though he doesn't feel like he deserves it. Once you do though he can't stop telling you how he feels and how he has loved you for so long now and not sure how to handle it.

I know he wasn't the good guy all along and he is the kinda guy I usually hate in real life because he shows he is a good guy who will love you completely then you fall for him then he breaks your heart. He can be very manipulative and before you know it and all his words we a lie. However I'm a sucker for it obviously, I can only give Kei one thing that makes him different when he almost fully loses you he realizes your the best thing he has ever known and he realizes he has loved you for so long even when he wasn't sure what love really was. He is one you have to learn to forgive in time but the fact that when you wanted closure so you could move on with your life and he couldn't give you that because that would mean he was ok with fully losing you and he never was.

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Taku Hayama

This guy rubbed me wrong the moment I met him. He tries to charm you and does well with it thats how he gets you in bed the first night. Anyways he pretends to be this great guy that listens to you and hears you out then back stabs you telling you he used you from the beginning because he was from a rival company. Honestly the fact Toma didn't like him already put me on red alert with him. I was not having his shit and the comes out his mom is in the hospital and even when you try to be nice to him and sincere he still is an ass. He looks out for himself first and like by chapter 9 he is still just a ass. The MC is too gullible with him and yes I'm sorry he has a sick mom but that doesn't give him a right to betray, lie, and be hateful to people all while covering it up with charm. Don't get me wrong Kei is a manipulator but I don't know he was never that nasty with you and the one time he tries to it bout breaks him. However Taku can be straight cold and not even a sexy tsundere cold either. Like he is that guy you should watch out for he will be this nice guy and in the end he will hurt you way more than the rest. I tried to zip through his chapters as fast as I can. I was bored with the fact the mc kept going back to him it was pissing me off.

Later on you find out his mom is sick and in the hospital and of course the MC just has to be there for him even after all he has done at this point. She finds out his mom has an emergency surgery and she stays with him all night in the waiting area to make sure she pulls through out of intensive care. She does and the mc meets his mom who automatically thinks she is her sons girlfriend. I feel like his story played off that cause from that moment on after his mom telling her about his story about growing up having to work to help her out since his father left and she was sick. He had taken care of her all through high school and everything. Maybe I am just not that forgiving because if she hadn't had a good boss then she would of got fired cause of this asshole. Anyways they get found out within the company about him stealing her ideas and he gets transferred but he protects her by telling them before they can fire her that it was all him so he goes down with full blame. Before he gets transferred he comes to you to tell you how he feels then you mention you love him and he takes you back to the hotel on provocative ending and makes love to you after telling you he loves you. Ok so I'm sorry still bitter here no matter what he bored me, pissed me off, and betrayed me he is unacceptable to me.

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I did not pay for these stories on the app because after reading the demo to the main story they just didn't interest me enough. They may be good stories and too eaches on they just didn't grab my attention enough to pay for them. I'm very selective of the stories I purchase but from each demo of the guy this is my first impression opinion.

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Jun Araki

I love my tsundere men but i like a balance of the two or slightly more tsun is fine but there needs to be more dere than this man offers. He treats you horribly from the start honestly its hard to even imagine sleeping with a man like this in the first place. I would call him possessive but very angrily aggressive even from the start and trying to control what you do and say to him and others. He also makes it clear the idea of sleeping with you for one night he can't see why he would and verbally makes that clear too. At some point I might knock out his story for shits and giggles because I have nothing else to read but not my top priority in any way. Even the MC at one point calls him a hard-ass so she even gets he is a prick.

I will say though id I had to say one thing that went through my mind first time I saw him yelling and all and looked kinda sexy doing that. I will say I can see why as time goes on why he would have probably been a good sex partner because imagine all this pint up anger and aggression damn that probably made him the best lover letting it all go on you in a one night stand I could get behind that. I will say by the last of the free chapters I can say I will go back if nothing but to shoot for the provocative ending. I feel like he is one of those office romances that you hate but the hate is pint up sexual anguish that will lead to a release time and time again yet might still hate each other in the end but a good friends with benefits although in this case forget the friends part guess would be enemies with benefits lol. Honestly though he is one that should just shut up and take his clothes off cause when he talks he is too hateful.

As you continue to talk to this man it really is a confliction you think he could be hot in bed but he is so hateful like he calls you practically a whore yet he was the one to have a one night stand with you. Then he practically calls you a idiot and nuisance and he just can't be bothered to waste his breath on you. what a horrible monster yeah I will probably by his story when on sale or if I run out of content or its added to switch.

P.S. I didn't know this until after doing Rei's story since they grew up together he might not be a bad guy after all....hmm amazing how a character can change in front of you all because you see a softer side through another route. I didn't see that coming. That being said I think I will be coming back at a later time and definitely buying his route. Maybe just maybe there is some more dere in his tsundere than I thought. He does show his loyalty to Rei like a brother and willing to scratch his job to protect Rei so his loyalty would make him a good partner its getting past his hard exterior through his route is the key.

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Natsume Asaoka

I can't give much of first impression of this because in the first 3 free chapters you spend the whole time at work and talking about your boss not Natsume. Then on top of it Natsume just falls into the cliché of being too nice and so innocent that its the only story you start off from sleeping with him by accident instead you just kissed your boss and nothing else happened. For this to be irresistible mistakes I see really no mistake and I also don't see a interesting enough story to pay for. I normally like the best friend love but they had 3 chapters to pull you in with something, anything, that would make you want to see them together.

I really had high hopes for it and at some point I might pay for it but to me for now it isn't one I feel like is going to be anything more than her crying on his shoulder about a bad love life and then him admitting he is in love with her. He seems like the one who would be a good partner and maybe sometime I will give it another chance but definitely not at the top of my list with the first impression of him. I did go back and got a little tad bit of one of his later stories they are a bit more steamier however I don't want to put alot of money out just to get to that point maybe one day.....

One last thing the way he treats you in Tachibana's story pisses me off and I can't stand whether worried about you or not he is nasty and says hateful shit...

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Aki Mochizuki

His story isn't out yet but I did play his prologue and he seems like a stuck up cocky model that I will have no interest in anyways.

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Yukihisa Maki

Now in the story right off the bat thought I would like him so I tried out his demo story. Not even 5 minutes after meeting he is spewing out this bullshit about love and needs and then ends it with I want us to be friends with benefits. Its funny I guess I should have seen it coming because the moment you meet him in to prologue you see he is a bit more not going to say flirty he feels more sexual from the start. I love my flirty boys but I was looking for a love story and I feel like even if there is one in the end I just didn't feel connected to this character like I hoped to. He honestly comes off as a sleezeball. You know that guy who is over the top wanting to get in your panties this is him. There is really nothing sweet about this guy he can be vulgar and even at the office he has no problem bringing up the color of your bra he can see through your clothes. Its just rude. He has a weird obsession of mushrooms which is I don't know what to say about that but I hate mushrooms so he can keep them and love365 can keep his story for me. Worst part is when you see him in some of the other stories he isn't this ass shame on making him this way in his own route.

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