#navxry

[merakiui]

(for the GloMas confrontation)

I'm just dropping by to say this: SAME. I HAVE THE SAME THOUGHT AS WELL.

This is especially true when Malleus just goes "haha you thought I'll be scared of your flames?" when he's basically a dragon fae KEKW. I'm sorry Rollo but your confrontation with Malleus and using your power to kill him doesn't exactly work.

(Although I'm convinced he's Scara coded because his behavior during it is SO Scara 😔 what a girl failure, but he's trying his best. It's a shame he gets beat by a dragon fae)

AAAAA great minds thinking alike!!!! 🤝 it was the first thing that flashed into my mind and I couldn't stop giggling. It's too funny to imagine, especially when Malleus is just so unaffected by the attempt. And Idia and Azul are just like, "That's the prince of Briar Valley for you!" LOL Rollo's fire is probably nothing compared to the blazes Malleus can conjure; it's merely a drop in the pond. Rollo, I love you, but you're not winning this one. >_<

(omg Rollo being Scara-coded.......... :o I need the two of them to meet and discuss their grievances with the world to one another. I need them to switch places, actually. Rollo Flamme: Sixth of the Fatui Harbingers. Scaramouche: Student Council President of Noble Bell College. When an unstoppable force meets an immovable object... >:) aaaaaa but I love my girlfailure Rollo. <3 he is indeed trying his best.)

[jessamine-rose]

Since the anon from Mochi and Brynn's blog decided to do the "explain your characters with one sentence" (and the shipping one HAIUHFI), I'm gonna send it to you because I am a curious bastard.

Describe your mutuals with one sentence (or paragraph). Yes, you can also specify which (the anon can eat shit for not specifying /silly)

Also! Who do you think fits for your mutuals shipping wise? It can be platonic, romantic, or anything than the two. Go wild :D

Collective:: Amazing writers/ artists, very fun ppl to talk to, always put a smile on my face :>

@diodellet - bestie with 10/10 tastes in fanfics, songs, and fictional characters╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

Dio x Lynette since 1) Dio is a cat person 2) Lynette is her current muse 3) I can imagine Dio getting along with Lynette’s family as well.

@leftdestiny-posts - that one friend whom you could spend hours talking to and it still wouldn’t be enough (=´∀｀)人(´∀｀=)

Shiro x Dottore!! I think their natural curiosity is a trait that appeals to Dottore. Imo the two of them just fit together so well and would never grow tired of each other’s company <3

@beloved-brynn - certified simp for Dainsleif and Gallagher amongst others, no character is safe from being murdered by them ʕʘ‿ʘʔ

Brynn x Dainsleif simply bc it's entertaining to watch. I also think she'd get along with Alhaitham as a friend??

@navxry - "Let's simp for 2d women and bully Boss together," great voice actor ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

Navina x Arlecchino, no question. I have DMs to serve as evidence for your simping /silly

@mochinon-yah - chaos incarnate, very squish-able, the person to blame if I ever go missing bc of Yandere! Blade (｀・ω・´)

Mochi x Kaeya just so I can see them bicker lol. I also think she'd bond with Albedo and Kaveh as fellow artists.

@meimeimeirin - dragonkisser, elegant vibes, fellow gecko-cohabitator ૮( ꈍ ᴗ ꈍ)ა

Rin x Zhongli OR Rin x Neuvillette. Aside from her bias, I can rlly see why their personalities are a perfect match for hers. Do invite me to your wedding and vow renewals xD

[throwaway-yandere]

“Bet it's that Saint Vegetable again. That dragon's probably still delusional.” ??? scoffed. "I know he's thinking 'bout me, but I can't be bothered to give a shit."

"Fuckin' hell. Ain't no damn way I'd work for that creep again. ███ or not."

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I wasn't planning on posting anything Penitente related yet but the last ask got me brainrotting again hdjajdjsiied

All I want to say for now is that he is 100% a trash husbando. A prideful, arrogant, and misanthropic bastard. I heavily do not recommend him for people who like Theo because he is a fricking bully to him [though if you look into it, he's the sane and lucid one out of the two.] All yall need to know is he's a human turned dwarf, and unfortunately he does know a bit of magic. That, and if Theophilus is on the "politically correct" spectrum, Penitente is on the unapologetically brash side.

Which is to say I like him as a yandere character but I would punch him irl lmao (and it might actually kill him. If my aim is accurate. Mfer is small, okay.)

[brynn-lear]

“I didn't specialize in ciphers, that was mostly Yuri's job.”

“Maybe it's a reference to Nihilist Cipher but... It's leading to a dead end.” [@mixed-kester]

“When I translated, I got xzx...” [@navxry]

“... This person claims to know me but I only have 8 friends [mutuals]. Either they're one of you or they're lying. One curious thing is that they refer to me as Brynlee and not Brynn Lear... What a watery invitation..."

[intothegenshinworld]

After trudging onwards to the entrance of Albedo's camp, Navina looked around. It was difficult to tell where Shiro was or the alchemist, but they were freezing, so they had to make it quick.

Slipping inside, they scurried off to place the gift on Albedo's table, entitled with a letter that detailed of the gift's appearance that is directed to Shiro.

"... There."

Satisfied, they turned around and hurried back down.

This was the only time Navina knew both weren't present. They needed to make it count before they were found.

Albedo hands the letter and gift to Shiro. Almost instantly, they seem to recognize the sender which makes their lips tug upwards into a smile.

While the message was bittersweet (Shiro thought it was a joke at first before Albedo reminded them that outlanders exist), they appreciate that their friend hadn't left without a goodbye.

Silver eyes stare down at the bracelet in their palm. After a moment of admiring the engraved letters, Shiro asks Albedo to put it on their wrist.

"Hello! It’s me, Navina! I’m currently writing this to inform you that I’ll be leaving Teyvat. It’s nothing too crazy, I promise!"

Shiro can't help but laugh as they reread those lines.

Seems like nothing is impossible.

Between missing Archons (Shiro still hadn't confirmed whether it was Liyue's or any other), missing memories or receiving a flood of new ones, and traveling from world to world-

-things seemed a bit too normal on Dragonspine.

Oh well.

You should take it as a good thing, right?

[driftersreverie]

Hey Wanderer! I'm actually one of the people that signed up for EBG next month (May) :D

Speaking of, how are you feeling with the event? Are you planning to spectate and see how it goes with everyone else who's participating?

Hello.

If you're asking whether or not I feel.. excited over an event like that, no. Trivialities and mortal games are a joke, and this thing has no risk nor rewards.

However, the idea of being able to pester players - now that's something I can get by. Besides, this is just a debt I'm repaying for my assistant. She says something along the lines of "being too difficult to work with", and coerced me into this little game, not that I care. Though, even if I've decided to drop by some blogs, I don't plan on spectating much; it's a waste of my time, frankly speaking.

I am tempted to continuously irritate certain individuals, for the sake of watching them tick, tick, tick.. kaboom. We'll see.

[opalthea]

NEW THEME SPOTTED 👀

(also it's very pretty so far, I would like to frame it on my wall /pos)

FRAME?? ON YOUR WALL??? Gosh dang ,,, thank you thank you !!

(I'm enjoying the stickers I get from my keyboard)

[driftersreverie]

"Ha. You really outdone yourself there," he exhaled, mostly in disbelief and whatever mixed up emotions left in his hollow body. The mosaic tiles were clean and done well - he would know after 500 years and probably more of his existence.

"Well, it's okay." He muttered, his hand placed on the rim of his hat. "Guess this might just be one of the things you're actually good at."

"Next time, consider putting them on the market, or something. Giving it to me... I've nothing of enough value to repay for it."

HE'S NOT WRONG YOU'VE TOTALLY OUTDONE YOURSELF WAAAA ??????? WHAT IS THIS . HAUH ??? I could NEVER ???? THE DETAILS AND EVERYTHING ........... exploding in my mind . You could literally make fanart for the ACTUAL character, not my stupid little guy and his stupid ways of making people happy (y'all are SAUR down bad for him sorry not sorry .) - assistant.

" You may lack a heart that others have, but you gained humanity that they can attain in their wildest dreams. "

A gift for Wanderer, more specifically to @driftersreverie

A small message from the artist utc:

Hello, tis I, the masochist who decided drawing this puppet with the Ei motif and whatnot is a fun idea. (No, it's not.)

This (admittedly) took me around... 5 to 5 and a half hours? I spent a lot of time on this, and it was pretty difficult for me to get down on how to draw him without having to butcher some part of him. Be it his hair, eyes, or just clothing in general.

As a fun fact, this was supposed to be the actual gift and not the box of black tea bags, but I don't... know if its better? It probably isn't anyway but eh, I don't care either way.

I'm going to (most likely) send the art via ask though, because there's no submission box/option and I am feeling far too stubborn to give a shit LMAO

Anyway, hope you guys like it. <3

[mochinon-yah]

I just realized we all technically have the power to ask any questions on this site, and I never got to doing it. So....

[Points S.E.E.S evoker at you]

Who are the fictional characters you ship your mutuals to? Doesn't have to be necessarily their self-ship. I am deadass curious. Spill the tea, Imbibitor's lover—

We can lower that down, brynn- no need to get all aggressive now-

*cough* ANYWAY!

I'll list them down below, and if they're not accurate or you're actually gonna fight them rather than making out with the characters that i chose then yeah, that is probably my plan 😀 /silly

Oh and! I'll mostly be using genshin and hsr characters because yeah-

@beloved-brynn -> heizou and ratio. NGL, YOU + HEIZOU, OR YOU + RATIO, OR EVEN THE THREE OF YOU WOULD TOTALLY BE SO FUNNY AND CHAOTIC 😭☝️ they can counter your wild statements while also being the (somewhat) saner one but could also say smth wild as well. I could see you and one of em (possibly ratio) be like "oh yeah, the other day, i was eating my lunch while watching that gorey movie-" "what." "yeah, i was hungry at that time, so like why not yk-" (this is based on my real experience guys, guess which dialogue is me lmao)

@meimeimeirin -> hmmmm, koh zhongli maybe? Okay, let me tell you the reason why... it's simply because she NEEDS someone who can pamper her! I don't know where that conclusion came from, but yeah. Anyway, if we're talking about other characters, then i think welt, or even zayne from lnd could fit. Basically: "I need someone older, just a little bit colder." lmao (oh, mochi, did this conclusion came up because you know rin's the youngest in her family and now you ship her with men older (and more experienced) than her? whaatt... ofc not, haha-)

@leftdestiny-posts -> absolutely cannot see them with anyone other than dottore. Cute and kind but is secretly crazy "i want to watch the world burn" x The human version of the word 'crazy' "as you wish, my love" would be their dynamic, i suppose...? WAIT OH! I can actually see shiro with ayato or maybe sunday! I bet they would like such a cute, innocent-looking darling to control, but then they would get so surprised and maybe super interested into trying to control the darling despite how crazy the darling actually is- (shiro ily, if ur crazy then we can be crazy together 💐)

@navxry -> arlechinno, and maybe black swan. Yeah, that's it. No explanation needed.

@jessamine-rose -> hmmm, would it be weird if i say capitano? I don't know why or how did i get to that conclusion, but yeah. And maybe blade? IDK WHY I'M PARTNERING HER WITH CRAY CRAY MEN- SORRY JESS, I (subconsciously) THINK YOU CAN LIKE CALM THEM OR SMTH AJFIAWOF-

@stardust-for-your-soul -> funnily enough, i can see her with aventurine. They'll say sweet words that probably have a double meaning and also probably have a teeny tiny bit (maybe a lot lmao) of 'enemies to lovers' moment. (wow, cherry, your new bf is a gambler- /smack). But anyway, i could also see her be with march 7th who is so bubbly and sweet, and i'd think cherry would love to tease march hehe

@teabutmakeitazure -> ACTUALLY NGL DAN HENG????? He would listen to her ramblings and also help her write her fics. It just sounds so cute in my opinion lol. Other than dan heng (who is obviously the best choice), zuri would probably look into red flag charas, like... yeah, aventurine- but still tho, dan heng! But i get what zuri is thinking tho, red is such a sexy color- /smack

@harmonysanreads -> ngl alhaitham or kaeya would be cute if paired up with her! Idk where did kaeya come from, but when i thought about it, instantly "cute!". I think, harmony has this really 'weird' calming aura that could make those two charas just fell in love with how comfortamble she can make them feel. BUT LIKE IDK THO-

@fishanonishere -> Albedo...... i think? Fish, i know what you are- i mean like as in how chaotic and just how 'what in the world is this person thinking???' you are. With how calming and 'would jump into any interesting topic' he is, i think fish and him could be such a cute duo. Fish's ramblings and their drawings are some of the things that make him really interested in fish

[beloved-brynn]

Describe your friends in one sentence!

Like as a collective or nah?

cuz as a collective: they're all certified simps lol

If not, then I'll show you just how much I can test the limit of "one" sentence HAHAHAHAH

@leftdestiny-posts: Looks like a cinnamon roll, but will actually give your remains to their deranged husband so they can make cupcakes together.

@a-dose-of-phitre: That one genius friend that's fun to bully for her taste in men but no one can deny she's skilled af /j /that j is for Kaeya, he's a good man.

@estellxli: Arlecchino in real life & fun-sized (short), but we put her in the wrong genre— so she's now the protagonist of a shoujo manga. /aff

@navxry: “How many times have we walked around the same spot here at the mall just to talk shit about our academic system?"

@meimeimeirin: That one friend that made so much great content you've consumed before interacting under different names so each revelation is flabbergasting like "hey, she's like my grandmother cuz everytime she spills lore I feel like I've unlocked both necessary yet forbidden knowledge-" (idc if this is a long sentence. i got shocked realizing she made god of war and then some more with that persona gam-)

@mixed-kester:

“When will your OC rest—”

“Fiiiine, I'll put her in a dream she never wants to wake up in—”

“what—”

@jessamine-rose: Queen of the yandere!harbinger fics and has the most slay darling designs, so you just know she can achieve anything in life. /lh

@mochinon-yah: "I can't believe people don't think this fellow is wild wdym you guys aren't seeing what I'm seeing have you seen the way she reblogs and provides commentary that is not a sane individual." /pos

@stardust-for-your-soul: She is giving those anime characters that know almost everything behind the scenes and goes "🤭" on screen. /aff (why do i feel like she knows whenever I'm going through something—)

@vennnnn-diagram: I'm in the house like carpet (bruno mars cover).

[throwaway-yandere]

The Owner Who Broke The Leash (Yandere!Kamisato Ayato/Reader)

a/n: this is a chainsaw man au but I tried writing it so that you don't need to be an anime/manga reader (suffer with me.) I'm not 100% following the source material, so Beidou and Kazuha are platonic & no mother-child themes the orig has people debate over. I won't be explaining the latter to those who did not understand lmao. (Y/n)'s 20 years old. This is just a yandere fic, relax hehe. also, huge shoutout to @navxry for beta reading, their insights were helpfull!!! and also shoutout because honestly nothing is more fulfulling like seeing a live commentary of roasting the yanderes and for some reason, my husband too sorry dain-

cw: yandere themes and degrading nicknames ("dog"), and dont read while eating ig?

unreliable synopsis: "Thank you, Mr. Kamisato," (Y/n) mumbled. "It's just... I'm still pretty pissed by what happened. I had an absolute shit first kiss–"

Kamisato Ayato questioned whether he had a heart in his head because, on occasion, it beats louder than the one cradled by his ribs. Or perhaps he's just grown incredibly susceptible to human emotions– or in this scenario: "headaches." Then again, in a world where 7 out of every 20 Inazuman citizens are killed by Devils in a concerningly short duration, is it really surprising that Ayato would experience such distress?

The Public Safety Devil Hunters have often questioned their limits throughout the years. Many of them have hardened themselves into pawns who seek glorified kinds of justice and retribution with the limited and declining manpower they have. As a result, they needed people like Kamisato Ayato, a mystifying man who presented himself as a gregarious yet reticent individual regarded either with respect or distaste. 

Only a few people have gone insane, which he and the captain of Division 4, Dainsleif, considered to be regrettable. They both had a strong conviction that complete sanity was inappropriate for a devil hunter. The rational and sensible are not in demand in this profession. Only those who have lost their sense of humanity can remain alive with their limbs intact. Many disputed Dainsleif's claims, questioning how could they be true. And to this, he answered:

"What does sanity truly mean when demanded of you by a Devil?"

Unfortunately, not many people understood the significance of that puzzling question, and even if they did, they rejected this way of thinking. Losing one's sanity is equivalent to losing what kept many alive–

And then…

There's (Y/n).

"Holy shiiiiiit!!!" (Y/n) spat out with their mouth full as they gouged the poor leftover traces of udon from the bowl, fully savoring what drops can be salvaged. They tilted their wrist and licked the remaining noodles, which made Mr. Kamisato's associates raise an eyebrow. Their unbrushed hair would sometimes cover their eyes, making them appear more monstrous and feral.

That was enough to know that in an instant, (Y/n) was endowed with a life that was blessed— at least, in physiological matters.

Despite their disheveled clothes and messy hair, anyone would've mistaken them for a somewhat functional human being. Ayato was quite pleased to dress them up after finding them bloodied and dazed. Not that the zombie devil was ever considered a formidable foe, but seeing the Chainsaw Devil in action is enough grounds for fascination, yes?

The Chainsaw Devil… What name does his "family" go by nowadays? What does the "Fixer of Hell" do around this era?

And why did he form a contract with this… mess of a human being? Why did the Chainsaw Devil agree to become this person's heart replacement?

Why didn't the devil let them perish?

Kamisato Ayato has been dying to know–

"Is this what you devil hunters eat every day?" (Y/n) gawked at him, who was snapped back to reality by their childlike antics. "Seems pretty fucking worth it to me. Those jackasses must be ripping me off if I did the same work for less than, what, two eighty percent? I don't know jack-shit about math, though. Unless it's about calculating debt."

"Is that right?"

When (Y/n) eliminated the Zombie Devil, the public safety officer was able to locate the "dog" in person. Fortunately, he just so happened to know that there was a devil in the vicinity and saw (Y/n) covered in blood. Surely, finding out that the Chainsaw Devil became (Y/n)'s heart via a contract was a mere coincidence in Mr. Kamisato's perspective. He's a cunning being, but not omnipotent, yes?

"Duh," their nose scrunched. "Gotta pay my dead dad's debt somehow. The sins of the Father are the sins of the... I forgot the rest of the line."

"Hmm."

To say (Y/n) is the… most entertaining person is the understatement of the decade. They exude none of the dignity of an ordinary civilian when bringing up their lack of rudimentary mathematical abilities and literary knowledge. Like a child who was isolated in their room for so long, (Y/n) was the type of clumsily put-together person you wouldn't expect to pique Ayato's interest. 

Yet here he is, answering them with something far from a business smile.

Ayato was entertained by their awkwardly talkative behavior and flushed cheeks.

(Y/n) has a crush on him. He's certain.

He can make use of that.

"We take care of our workers, yes," Ayato smoothly replied. His gaze did not falter away from the more-than-exploited hybrid. Hidden behind his stare was an obsession he had yet to add a label to. There's a strangely human urge for him to wipe the stray noodle off their chin.

They failed to see his soft gaze and continued to mindlessly ask nonsensical questions.

"P-Peanut butter and jelly too?"

"If they so desired it. I do not see why they cannot afford to buy some with their paycheck."

"Woah."

They looked incredibly amazed, if not, pathetically deprived. It made Ayato even more curious– just what life was this poor dog living if they craved incredibly simple joys?

And… peanut butter? Was that ever considered peak luxury? What a miserable life. Dead mother, murdered father– and a poor heart condition to match. He'll never consider their living conditions humane.

"Dog," Ayato thought to himself. "Positively a dog."

So faithful. So easily handled. 

Just as the Public Safety Devil Hunter had hoped for.

Humans are strange creatures and even more challenging to please. Ayato noticed that people attract others when they're unfortunate yet not far enough where they're "beyond saving". Balancing that fine line is a hindrance. Humans strive for authenticity but retreat when it causes discomfort— running away from the empty or broken bits that reflect their innermost selfish beliefs. These people will probe for trauma and unfavorable emotions to relate to, but won't exert control to change or challenge the speaker. 

They want a "palatable" story– a "marketable" person.

Kamisato Ayato didn't enjoy how hypocritical humanity is. Perhaps that's why he connected with (Y/n) instantaneously. 

Because (Y/n) was no longer human.

They're a devil-human hybrid. There's nothing for (Y/n) to mask, and most importantly, they're so damn easy to please.

Ayato glanced at his wristwatch. 

It's nearly time for tea with his fellow commissioners.

He closed his eyes and sighed softly. There was no latent vitriolic expression on his face, but that did not mean Ayato cared for his colleagues deeply.

They're all dogs in his eyes.

"Let us depart, (Y/n)."

And (Y/n) might be the best one yet.

Mr. Kamisato stood up and ruffled their hair.

"Come. Be a good dog and perhaps I'll spoil you with as many treats as you desire."

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"Holy shit…" (Y/n) muttered to themselves.

"Today, I'm going to experience my first kiss ever…"

"Oh, a kiss you say?"

"M-Mister Kamisato?!"

It's been a while since Mr. Kamisato saw (Y/n), and they exude a brighter aura than before.

He's not pretentious enough to say (Y/n) had grown so much since he last saw them. There are qualities to them (he wouldn't say redeemable) that Ayato was certain weren't there in the past. After assigning them as Kaedehara Kazuha's subordinate and roommate, (Y/n) rehabilitated to the norms of public safety devil hunters. There were some setbacks, including the time they refused to kill a devil because they were naive enough to consider them as friends. But here they were, inside a busy restaurant after a month of dispatching (Y/n) to their new job– new life.

And won't you look at that?

Ayato's gaze softened as it sank in how much his influence had changed them over the months.

They… look radiant, don't they?

(Y/n) stood up, shocked that the refined public safety officer would be joining them. No one told them that he was invited. The rest of Division 4 followed suit, extending their pleasantries to their superior. The only exception was Beidou, who spoke nothing as she continued chugging her beer. Ayato greeted them and gracefully slipped away from his black cloak and placed it on the chair.

They remained standing until Ayato reached out and ruffled their hair.

"Sit."

And so they did.

Mr. Kamisato's grin widened.

"Good dog." He said.

…

Good dog…?

For a moment, the world was on mute for Mr. Kamisato.

And in that personal silence, he pondered to himself:

Why does he care so much about a dog?

It matters not since they will always remain a dog in his eyes. The day he stops calling them a dog and treating them as one is the day he'll forget about the "Fixer of Hell."

"(Y/n)..."

Ayato turned to look at the woman who moaned.

Beidou was one of his favorite dog's new coworkers alongside Kazuha, Kaveh, Al Haitham, the blood-fiend Arataki "Numero Uno" Itto, and the rest. Unlike the aforementioned four, Beidou often regarded Ayato as a "manipulative bastard" while her long-time partner, Kazuha, felt that there is a certain level of melancholy about him that they repeatedly failed to comprehend. Kazuha had a better sense of the world than his dear old eye-patched friend, but even he finds Ayato unpredictable.

Ayato doesn't mind her hostility and their wariness, not when they took great care of his pet on their latest mission. 

Yet, he's holding back a glare.

"(Y/nnnnnn)..."

He doesn't appreciate the way her hand repeatedly traveled down his dog's thigh.

"H-Hey, you're d-drunk–" (Y/n) kept "discreetly" glancing at Ayato, worried. "Q-Quit it! Y-You're making me uncomfortable, man–"

"Shhhhh!" Beidou hushed in a low and seductive tone. 

"Just wait, (Y/n), I give better kisses when I'm far from sober."

Ayato's eye twitched.

How intriguing.

"W-WH-WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!!!–"

"Your reward for killing the Eternity Devil, you scallywag~" She hiccupped, red-faced. "Kiss, with tongue, re-mem-ber?"

Mr. Kamisato closed his eyes, clenching his fists beneath the table as his colleagues drank and ate to their hearts' content. She's drunk. She'll likely regret those words tomorrow.

For a moment, he wished he could drown himself in Kaveh's talks about wearing his father's hand-me-downs or staying in Public Safety for the paycheck. Or maybe hone in on how Itto kept adding zeros to his IQ when asked. 

But his whole being was focused on this peculiar conversation.

Suppose a lonesome dog will latch on to any attention it will get.

"K-Kiss…" (Y/n) squeaked.

Don't be so overjoyed.

Ayato desperately wanted to say.

Can't you tell that between the two of us, it's me who you would choose in a heartbeat?

"Who's kissing who now?" Ayato raised his hand, calling for the waiter while staring at the morally conflicted (Y/n). "A glass, please."

(Y/n) paused, not looking at both Ayato and Beidou. They were deep in thought, assessing the situation as though it was their most life-threatening moment. 

Good.

They perked up again, somewhat sweating.

"U-Uh, Mr. Kamisato! H-Have you heard? I found an important metal-piece thing and grabbed it!"

Ayato no longer held back a defeated sigh and clenched his fists under the table.

… Disappointing. 

So they have chosen to ignore his confrontation instead of turning down Beidou's advances. Shame. Ayato's face contorted, but no one noticed his dismay other than Kaveh, who did not know what to make of it at the time.

"Yes, I have, and what fine news it was indeed. Excellent work. Oh, to have been a fly in the wall..."

Seeing as that "piques" his interest, Kazuha leaned his elbows on the table.

"While we're on the topic, Mister Kamisato…" 

Kazuha proceeded to add more to the subject, calmly stating all the information and inferences the group had acquired after the last mission. The "metal-piece" thing (Y/n) found was a portion of the Gun Devil, and Kazuha blabbered about how it appeared that (Y/n) had been targeted by many devils.

"–somehow (Y/n) is at the crux of everything. You know something that we do not, right Mister Kamisato?"

It's only natural for Kazuha to act this way. (Y/n) had no formal training yet fought the Eternity Devil for three days without rest. They had even utilized the Chainsaw Devil's ("Thoma" was its new name) power to torture them nonstop. Devils regenerate by drinking blood so they grained the Eternity devil regularly, yelling and taunting it like a maniac. So in Kazuha's conclusion, (Y/n) was not only stranger than they suppose; they are stranger than they can suppose.

Division 4's and Ayato's main objective is to hunt this "Gun Devil", but there's no need to mind such trifles. At least Makoto is dead. That's one battle won.

Ayato gazed at Kazuha, then his drink.

"What an interesting notion. How about a game?" Ayato placed a finger on his lip. "What do they call this… was it called hot pot? Hmm… No matter." 

"The mechanics of the game is to outdrink your opponent," Ayato smiled. "Will you accept this duel?"

As if on time, Beidou placed her empty glass down, making Kazuha just a bit more confident to take the risk. Kazuha nodded.

"Excuse me! Two sakes, please!"

Beidou, who would've normally banned Kazuha from drinking because of his height and not his adult age, yelled on top of her tops.

"HE-HE-HEYYY!!! MAKE IT THREEEE!!! I'LL PLAY THE DAMN GAME TOO!!!"

"MORE SASHIMI!!! THERE BETTER NOT BE A BEAN MIXED IN THERE!!!" Itto demanded soon after.

"I-I'd take a plate of sweet potatoes and cheese, please!" Kaveh humbly requested, fixing his red hairclips.

"HEY WAIT, ME TOO!!! MORE TEMPURA TOO!!!" (Y/n) followed, causing Al Haitham to cover his ears. 

Ayato smirked, drinking his mug. He already knows how this will end.

—--------------

Just a few drinks in, Kazuha proved his humanity by slowly fluttering his eyes to sleep.

Both Kazuha and Beidou failed to defeat Ayato in his game, albeit the latter wasn't trying their best. The others lost focus on the match when they knew Ayato had secured victory the moment he gave the mechanics. It's hopeless. Even a newbie such as the salt-and-pepper haired man knew it was a battle whose result had long been decided. 

"Excuse me, sir," Ayato smiled, smug. "May I have another drink, please?"

Mr. Kamisato retrieved his umpteenth beer, eager to take a sip but as soon as he had it in his hands, that woman chimed in again. 

She kissed them.

…

"... Goodness," Ayato muttered emptily.

That bold woman kissed what's his.

Ayato shook his head slightly, drinking his glass with a malicious glint in his eyes. As that woman aggressively thrust her tongue inside (Y/n)'s mouth, his dog shook, peering over the unimpressed Mr. Kamisato. He made it known to them that he was not pleased by this front-row display of "affection", but (Y/n) made little effort to stop it. He heard her moan and scrutinized the way she yanked their collar to deepen the "kiss", closing all distance between them.

He could've sworn the mug cracked a bit so he loosened his hold. Mr. Kamisato had felt another "headache" settling in as he watched that filth violate his pet with perverse pleasure. He snarled quietly.

What a low-quality "treat".

"Is this what you call a reward?" Ayato muttered. 

She must taste horrible. 

His (Y/n) must feel horrible.

Surely they wouldn't enjoy being taken by another person? 

Yet they're melting in her arms. 

Ayato scoffed.

What an unpleasant sight.

He felt... unsettled and restless.

Suddenly, they pulled away. Ayato was almost impressed (relieved) until he saw the reason behind (Y/n)'s distress. That kiss was disgusting, and everyone at that table will reasonably agree on that after seeing what had happened to (Y/n).

"HAHAHAHAHA!" The blood fiend laughed heartily. "IT'S IN THEIR MOUTH!!! IT'S IN THEIR MOUTH!!!"

That disgusting acidic liquid…

Itto elbowed Al Haitham beside him.

"AND YA BOYS KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN ANYTHING NUTRITIOUS GETS INSIDE (Y/N)'S MOUTH?!?"

Mr. Kamisato stood up and immediately pulled (Y/n) away from Beidou, pampering their lips with tissues and scrubbing the remains of that wench. His eyes sharpened as (Y/n) leaned into his touch, trembling while grabbing his white dress shirt. Ayato ignored how he would've normally felt a twinge of disgust over the stains they left on his clothes and gently cradled them; his focus now aimed at Beidou– disregarding how the other members laughed or visibly shivered at the sight.

… it's puke.

"THEY SWALLOW IT!!!"

Ayato's eyelids lowered as he heard (Y/n) gulped Beidou's vomit involuntarily, cringing while sobbing– gagging. Itto's laughter drowns out any sounds of concern. (Y/n) hands flew to their throat, clawing to spit everything out as the others watched. 

Is this… what people call "headaches"?

How dare she.

She dared not only steal his dog's first kiss but also dared to vomit inside them. Beidou had publicly disrespected what was under his control.

His eyes were emptier than before.

Unacceptable.

He did not fail to notice the others in the room as well. Kazuha jolted up awake at the commotion and searched for a tissue immediately. Some watched out of morbid curiosity like Al Haitham, while there’s people who nervously laughed without knowing what to do like Kaveh, and the rest hollered with the blood fiend. 

The last category was filled with employees who had been in the department long enough to know Beidou’s antics. As one of them had told (Y/n) before the party started, Beidou had kissed nearly everyone in the room they’re in already when drunk. Couple that fact with how these colleagues have most of their sanity stripped away and live their lives unhinged, and you got yourself a group of people who no longer processes traumatic events as it is. To them, this is comedy.

The superior Public Safety Devil Hunter shifted his glare to them, effectively halting their laughter.

Mr. Kamisato will be keeping an eye on them.

He knows their names and their faces.

“Tch.”

Ayato roughly dabbed their mouth, cooing at his traumatized (Y/n) as the others looked out for Beidou. (Y/n)'s hands remained locked on their esophagus as if pushing out the last remaining toothpaste from the tube. Pitiable. And somehow, for ones with a sadistic inclination as he does, charming–

No.

Get it out.

Get it all out without hurting what's his.

Scrub every last trace of that woman out of them.

Mr. Kamisato let go of the tissue and brought his thumb against (Y/n)'s lips. Their breath hitched as his ministrations differed greatly from before. Instead of something so intense and near degrading, the way Ayato wiped the stains was warm. Intimate.

Yet Ayato's permanent polite smile betrayed his thoughts.

Blindfolds. Hands. Kneel. Blindfolds. Hands. Kneel.

Squish.

He closed his eyes.

Ayato did not care for whatever happens to Beidou next– she can get killed by a devil next week for all he cares– but he will not allow anything of this sort to occur ever again.

"Oh, my dearest (Y/n)," this time, he smiled not to seem normal but to comfort. And such a genuine gesture scared Ayato deep down. "Allow me to help you get it off your system, okay?"

Finally, their coworkers fully acknowledged (Y/n)'s plight. Kazuha was the first to lend his handkerchief, something Ayato made a mental note of. Kaveh turned around instead. The hairs in the blonde's arms certainly stood the straightest. In response, Al Haitham rolled his eyes over how squirmish his fellow recruit was.

"I have a grandmother who often vomits, perhaps–" 

Kaveh immediately cut off Al Haitham, "Wait, you're actually volunteering to help?"

He shrugged. "No, I was merely offering advice on how to–"

Ayato snapped.

"I'll take care of this. Alone."

Ayato's grip on (Y/n) tightened, pulling them close to his chest protectively. He can sense them eager to cough out the vile shoved down their throat but sweetly, he will not give a damn if they released all that in his chest. Ayato led their head on his shoulder. His hand ran through their scalp, soothing them.

Every decision Kamisato Ayato makes is final.

He needn't hear more of their so-called input.

They don't need you.

His (Y/n) does not need ANY of you.

Slowly, Ayato tilted the nauseous (Y/n)'s chin.

"You'll let me take control, won't you, love?"

They nodded, tears in the corner of their eyes. Charmingly weak. A reflection of their humanity. The humanity Ayato did not care about for so long.

"Good do–" Ayato stopped himself.

"Good," he chuckled. "Just good. Now, follow me to the restroom."

He didn't let (Y/n) interact with anyone else that night.

—----------

That incident occurred yesterday, and it was still fresh in their memory. 

(Y/n) had been especially gloomy as of late and had been ordered to never talk to Beidou until permitted by Mr. Kamisato. Instead of staying at Kazuha's apartment with Itto, Ayato made arrangements so that they'll have a room in his government-owned apartment. The man from then on refuses to let them out unless a mission requires them. It rattled (Y/n). In a sense, they were like a dog caged for a vase they did not break. 

Like most mistreated dogs, they whined silently. Which were sounds that never go unnoticed by caring owners. 

And all caring owners will prioritize their pets more than their phone ringing.

Ayato immediately muted his phone.

42 missed calls from Mr. Kaedehara, 36 from Ms. Beidou, and 11 from Kaveh.

He swiped their text notifications all away and faced it down on the table.

"(Y/n), my dear," Ayato began in a soft voice as he set down his boba tea and the take-out for tonight's meal. "Something troubles you. Though you may not wish to share at the moment, know that I am here for you should you ever need an ear."

(Y/n) looked up with gratitude in their eyes. Although they were not vocal about it like they usually are, they did not expect Mr. Kamisato to be perceptive and kind enough to acknowledge their demeanor.

"Thank you, Mr. Kamisato," (Y/n) mumbled. "It's just... I'm still pretty pissed by what happened. I had an absolute shit first kiss–"

They sobbed, voice cracking.

"–and even if I kiss a bunch of other women or guys in the future, I'll probably never get that taste of vomit off my mind, won't I?"

The room went quiet, and Ayato's shoulders dropped at their pitiful sounds.

He retrieved his cup of boba milk tea on the table again and silently placed it in front of (Y/n), aligning the straw in the direction of their lips.

"I understand," Ayato replied. "Sometimes, wounds of the heart take time to heal. But remember, there is a chance to create beautiful memories within every setback. Now open your mouth."

With a sigh, they took a sip of the boba milk tea, the taste of blueberry cheesecake tantalizing their tastebuds. (Y/n) relaxed, the tension in their body dissipating. However, as if urged to see their discomfort yet again out of perverse pleasure, Ayato spoke once more.

"You will likely never erase the taste of vomit in your mind for all eternity."

(Y/n)'s eyebrows furrowed.

"However," Ayato cupped their cheek, forcing them to share his gaze.

"Now that you will forever live with me, you will have the chance to taste a wide variety of new flavors to the point you will never have to recall that unpleasant taste again." 

As they savored the comforting flavor, Ayato's eyes twinkled mischievously, and a small smile tugged at his lips. He chuckled. 

"And I would like you to take notice, (Y/n)," he began playfully, "that this delightful boba tea we're sharing is the taste of your first indirect kiss."

Surprised, (Y/n) messily choked on their drink, spluttering the content in their white shirt as embarrassment colored their cheeks red. Ayato chuckled softly, reaching out to pat (Y/n)'s back gently as they recovered.

That adorable expression. It beats that of a dog.

Their blush is human.

(Y/n) is human.

As (Y/n) wiped the sweet taste on their lips, they couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of hope, knowing that Mr. Kamisato will be there for them. Their lingering disappointment remains, that much is certain, but it will disappear in time. (Y/n) drank until the cup was emptied. It was a symbol of Mr. Kamisato's promise to make the taste of puke a distant memory and that–

In the end, everything will be alright.

He likes them. He's certain.

(Y/n) can make use of him.

Give Mr. Kamisato a chance, dearest (Y/n).

He'll add Ms. Beidou's death to his list of things to check off in your next assignment. 

Not only that, of course. She won’t be the only one that’ll keep him busy. He has not forgotten the faces of those who laughed at you during your dilemma. 

Maybe once the officer reassigns them all to a more… enthralling location, he’ll get a more satisfactory answer to the question:

"What does sanity truly mean when demanded of you by a Devil?"

[brynn-lear]

done~ @navxry @mochinon-yah @jessamine-rose @stickyspeckledlight @meimeimeirin

i didn't draw gallagher cause there's already enough gallagher in my blog lmao

[pastel-rights]

All Hallows Eve // Halloween Costumes: Part One

[ Part Two Here! ]

Hii everyone! You may or may not be familiar with it but… last year, I had a small event, where I designed several muses and sonas in halloween costumes! I call it All Hallows Eve… and this year, I did it again! However… this time? We’re going bigger. Better. More costumes. More muses. More fun!

This? This is only part one. I have many more muses to do, many more costumes to create, many more people to surprise! This is only the beginning! I hope you guys enjoy my work this year!

This year was kind of difficult due to the recent hurricane and the total impact on everything everywhere but! I’ve made it work and y’know what? I’m really happy with these designs.

And I hope you guys are too. Let’s make a ton of more fun memories together this October. Okay, enough yapping. Quick, post while Tae is sleeping.

___

[ Halloween Series: Nightmare Before Christmas ]

Characters Included: Satoru // @mister-blueeyes

Matching Costumes: Satoru is a standalone costume. However, there may be an additional matching costume announced later down the line.

[ Halloween Series: The Bunny Graveyard ]

Characters Included: Nihil

Matching Costumes: Nihil matches with an additional costume to be announced.

[ Halloween Series: Rose Knights ]

Characters Included: Octo // @beth-bethar00

Characters Included: Charlotte // @exrp624-calisto

Matching Costumes: Octo and Charlotte match with one another, as well as an additional costume to be announced.

[ Halloween Series: My Melody and Hello Kitty ]

Characters Included: Jiaoqiu // @m1ss-detective

Characters Included: Emilie

Matching Costumes: Jiaoqiu and Emilie match with one another.

[ Halloween Series: Space ]

Characters Included: Jackael

Characters Included: Rambley

Matching Costumes: Jackael and Rambley match with one another, as well as an additional costume to be announced.

[ Halloween Series: Andy’s Apple Farm and Hollow Knight ]

Characters Included: Alice // @navxry

Characters Included: Nerissa // yuu

Matching Costumes: Alice matches with Philip and Eloise. Nerissa is a standalone costume.

[ Halloween Series: Andy’s Apple Farm ]

Characters Included: Philip // yuu

Characters Included: Eloise

Matching Costumes: Philip and Eloise match with one another, as well as match with Alice.

[ Halloween Series: Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared ]

Characters Included: Chase // @m1ss-detective

Characters Included: Ember

Matching Costumes: Chase and Ember match with one another, as well as match with Michelin and Ro.

[ Halloween Series: Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared ]

Characters Included: Michelin

Characters Included: Ro // @m1ss-detective

Matching Costumes: Michelin and Ro match with one another, as well as match with Chase and Ember.

[ Halloween Series: The Amazing Digital Circus ]

Characters Included: Bea // yuu

Characters Included: Mini

Matching Costumes: Bea and Mini match with one another.

[driftersreverie]

Yeah, Alice usually signs their letters off with the 'shiny picture' you mention. They used to sign in a different alias, but it got troublesome for them to deal with.

Although... I was going to insist that you should take it anyway (considering they don't need you to give anything back in return, really), but I'll let them know when I see them again.

Though, a quick question before I get this back to Alice: you don't have any issues with surprises, right?

The Wanderer raised an eyebrow at the mention of this Alice once more, but didn't ask further. What an unnecessary detail about a stranger - he saw no use in knowing more. Especially if this stranger, who did not even know him in the slightest, was suddenly sending messengers to deliver gifts to him. It reminded him of the way the Harbingers worked - except the gifts they would bring are.. beyond humane and kind.

The question that was posed also reminded him of his recent birthday, which was celebrated by.. many. "If it's some kind of a grand gesture, you can put your ridiculous ideas aside," he shook his head. "I'm not one of those people that'll be grateful for a possible case of a heart attack."

He would know - he had seen a fair share of people almost fainting from a mere fright. He wondered why people enjoyed scaring themselves to death, and then receive gifts after their terror. Did they feel rewarded for amusing their guests with fear in their eyes?

[naraven]

Dear @navxry,

Hello, Operator! For your next mission, we have decided to pair you up with the following operator(s):

VIRTUOSA

cw // they/they doctor, yandere, emotional manipulation, stalking, use of Executor's real name.

Virtuosa knew exactly what her role was within this world.

She was a world class soloist. A beloved teacher to her aspiring students. Wanted criminal of the Lateran Notarial Hall.

It's hard not to know, really. Her dear little brother would always be close by to remind her that she could never be the norm of the society she lived in.

It came with the prestige, and the fear. Fede was never really the sensitive type.

So it came to some surprise to see someone who could give less of a shit.

VIrtuosa had never met this operator before aboard Rhodes Island. Curiously, they also happened to be draped in the church's black garbs.

She didn't talk to them during the duration of the mission. Actually, she made it a point to be deployed further away to the Doctor themself.

>What's the matter?

"Oh, nothing. It's just personal preference for now. Do you mind?"

>...Not at all.

And so it was. Operator Virtuosa was vicious on the battlefield: she would leave not a single enemy standing on their feet.

But so did you. Virtuosa was intrigued: it seemed as though you were a rather... laissez-faire, when it came to wielding that unusually large cross. She nearly couldn't believe her eyes when you started... leaning back?

Amazed, Virtuosa had never met someone like you. Immediately after the mission, she started tailing you. Fede would say otherwise and call it for what it is (stalking) but as long as she wasn't harming anyone, he simply kept a close eye on her.

Her shadowing your schedule lead to some discoveries:

1. That you enjoyed the company of one certain Liberi from the Lateran Notarial Hall. She had nearly ruined her parole in Rhodes Island multiple times when she saw that bird always so close to you.

2. That the literature you read was on the rather... darker side. Virtuosa had never before seen such themes and plots before!

and 3. That you were the typical Lateran citizen.

What does that mean? Well, she was captivated by how you were always wiling to listen.

Maybe it came from living in Laterano? But Virtuosa's natural empathetic Sankta mind could deduce that you were easily more Sankta-like than any other she knew.

Soon, she knew that she had to be a part of your life.

It took a while, trying to get to know you.

Not that it was hard, or difficult. You were uncaring of her status as a rather polarizing figure, and for once in her life she wished for someone to be a bit more on guard around her. She would have loved seeing you squirm a little when she introduced herself for the first time...

Your love for tails was another trait she found rather endearing. Of course, her lack of tail was something she mourned at times, but your propensity to chase after operators with any kind of tail was rather amusing.

Ahh, you were simply so... so unlike anything she's seen before! Not only do you tolerate her, you even started trying to fine her yourself! And you would never know, but she saw the plot of the most recent book you picked up and saw how one of the characters was a stalker...

Not that she was stalking you!! She was just trying to get closer to you, of course...

"Virtuosaaa."

"Nameless... Good day."

She giggles as your smaller frame peers up with sleepy eyes. Your raven black feathers ruffled, which she learned was something you did unconsciously as a greeting. It made her so incredibly happy to see how much she got close to you, really!

And today, she's finally going to do what she should have done from the beginning.

"Well, I managed to sneak away from my dear little brother today." Actually, he was called into a mission today, and someone had overlooked the detail of her current status as a criminal. Regardless, she was now free for a couple days at most.

"Oh, hey, you're right. Where is he today, anyways?"

She ignores what you just said, and motions you over to a practice room with her cello.

"I composed a piece with you as my muse. Do you mind if I play it for you?"

"Ah, hey...! I thought I wasn't allowed to listen to your music?"

She tunes her cello more as a preview for what you should expect. Humming, she motions for you to take a seat.

"Relax. It's just one song."

You gulp, and soon enough notes as smooth as butter flow into your ears.

Virtuosa's music is something that you've only heard about in rumors. After being detained, recordings of her performances had been banned for fear of her Arts.

This is a song you've never heard before. It feels really nice, and you feel your mind slipping.

Virtuosa silently cheers in victory as her recital for you slowly goes her way. Ahh, for so long so had wanted to see how you would react to her music! How wonderful it was to see, and she pulls at a specific emotion inside you out and towards her.

Love.

You sigh shakily. When did Virtuosa look so... blurry?

"My dear Nameless, how do you feel?"

You don't think you register anything she's saying at the moment.

"Oh, dear. This worked a bit too well. It seems I underestimated myself, haha."

Virtuosa suddenly leans over, and you barely flinch when her nose almost touches yours. You feel a hand come up to cradle your cheek, and you instinctively lean into it.

"My, my. My little crow, so malleable now... I do adore such pliancy from you now. Words cannot describe how happy I am that you've finally come to realize your true feelings, Navina."

[eucharist-eulogy]

All’s Fair in Love and War

Because SOMEONEE jumped me… unacceptable, i must jump back. im GONNA GET YOU, NAVI /lh. i rattle you!!!!!!!!!!!! unlike some of my other friends you are a plane ticket away. almost physical rattle distance even. This is way too late but SHUSHHH let me have my moment!!

Featuring: Tribe Nine au of Shiloh Monroe and Adalyn Adlere (@navxry)

It was not an uncommon occurrence for the investigator to work herself to sleep. The bed in her small house was almost dusty from disuse. Her true bed was the sofa, next to the coffee table with all her case notes. Ever since Zero took over Neo Tokyo, it wasn’t easy to earn a simple living, not with those 24 Tribe goons wandering about. She was, however, lucky to have the support of a group that called themselves the “Trash Tribe”. Though, she didn’t get to see them often. She wanted to live a rather simple life, at least, at first. It seemed that fate frowned on her, throwing that…actor at her, time and time again.

Her body was rudely awakened by the faintest gust of a misty night wind, the foreign smell of stew suddenly greeting her nostrils. She was still drowsy, eyes barely able to open, but opened enough to see someone with brown hair cooking in the kitchen, and the window wide open, if smashed to near smithereens counted as open. If she could groan, she would.

“Did you break in? Again?” Adalyn’s voice was still raspy, her body feeling heavier than the ocean.

The sound of chopping stopped, as Shiloh turned to smile at the other. “Ahh, you’re awake. Surprisingly early, might I add.”

Adalyn scoffed. That smile definitely meant he was up to something. But then again, he was always smiling… Which was not any more reassuring. Adalyn tried to lift herself up, but found her body weighing her down, as if she completely lost control of her muscles.

“Did you—?”

“Yes, I did.” Shiloh resumed cutting… whatever was on the chopping board, his slim figure was still sufficient to cover the food from her sight.

“Again?!” It was an expression of annoyance rather than surprise. He never changed, but… neither did she.

“Haha, so?” That chuckle was almost proud, earning a scoff from the red-haired investigator.

“Bastard.”

“Maybe get some proper rest and maybe, just maybe, you don’t need to get drugged every week you have a deadline.” Shiloh was done chopping, sliding what seemed to be vegetables into the stew. “You know, it’s so troublesome to have to keep upping your dosage when you wake up too early.”

“…And how long do you think this paralysis medication will last?”

“With the current dose? Maybe an hour or two. If it were up to me? Forever.” With his words, he did a cheeky twirl of the chopper in his hand. It almost felt like a threat. “Buuut, it wouldn’t be as fun, now would it? Go on, get your Zs. Don’t make me give you a second dose.”

Adalyn seemed surprised, but decided to… heed his advice. Closing her eyes. It was not easy when she remembered the man cooking, with a cleaver mere feet away was a criminal, but… they knew each other a bit too well. If he wanted to kill her, she wouldn’t have the chance to open her eyes, or admire that stew… She never knew he was a decent cook. One more question to the many mysteries of Shiloh Monroe…

However, she knew that if she wanted to, she could expose his laundry list of new crimes, ever since they both came here. Not that it was an easy life worth toying around with, but to the law, a crime is a crime. It felt illogical, keeping so many secrets of his from the eyes of others. It felt indulgent, even. They held secrets of the other deep in their hearts, where no other could see.

Her mind wandered. Even now, after all this time, Shiloh felt like a puzzle she had yet to solve. In their greener days, they had an intense rivalry, yet, rivalries were wars, not tangos.

To describe their back-and-forth as a dance was the most accurate description she could plaster on it.

Yet now, when they were both out of water, one would expect them to tear each other apart. Yet, they did quite the opposite. They still took and took from each other, like hungry wolves from deer corpses, but… it was as if they started to give back too.

“Your boss sounds annoying… No one would suspect anything if I killed him, right?”

“Wh— you can���t just—! Ugh. Do you WANT to go to jail?”

“Aww, look at your face~ it’s not that bad to be a criminal, you know?”

“Seriously, work’s enough. I don’t want to deal with the Numbers and the other tribes as well.”

“Tch, booooring.”

Adalyn remembered the amused chuckle she gave after the actor’s resignation, her lips curling up as she slept. Her dreams were rarely so tender and sweet… It would be good to enjoy them while she could.