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hansolmates · 7 years ago

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170827 DIAMOND EDGE NYC: VVIP/HI-TOUCH & vernon moment!

disc. THIS IS A LONG AND COMPREHENSIVE post about my experience and mostly this is for me so i can look back at it in an hour and cry and i’ll probably add onto this later. im really really thankful that i had an amazing experience and i will love svt forever nd ever

During the day:

I woke up around 4am and arrived around 7.30 and they lined us up. My group of three vvip friends were around the 50s so we had a good line spot. The one thing I must say was that it was extra frustrating that the people who camped out (which is not allowed!) Were given PRIORITY tickets and cut the line! I can't even begin to explain how frustrated I was that they got special treatment for something they weren't supposed to do. We sorta just chilled around until 11 o’clock, we danced a little nd watched the carat ice cream truck go by!

But anyway there was nothing we could do and they sent vvip into the venue around 12 by then there were so many people and we stayed upstairs of the venue because having 3k people around one street was way too crowded. At first I didn't know what was going on but they were apparently preparing us for hi touch. We all lined up on the balcony and it was kinda sorta balls sweat hot. WE WERE BLASTIN MUSIC AND DANCING I WAS SCREAMING SO HARD lemme tell u less than 200 people on the rooftop that’s a party and then the staffer (who i will affectionately call J because she was amazing) was like “lol svt is doing soundcheck they can hear u downstairs and they think y’all are funny” and it was only 200 of us singing and stuff so they recorded us cheering for them and sent it back to svt. At the time she was filming i just came out of the bathroom and she filmed me and kris looking like absolute idiots dancing for svt by the bathroom LOL Afterwards mmt and svt sent us more water and snacks and soda because we couldn’t leave the venue to get food THEY'RE SO SWEET THE STAFF TREATED US SO NICELY!! J and mmt handled our fangifts with care and put them in sturdy boxes and made sure that we were hydrated and energized before we went back inside

HI TOUCH

OK THE HI TOUCH WAS A LITERAL BLUR they sent us to some stairs and was telling us the rules then all of a sudden we rounded the corner!! No warning!!! AND SEVENTEEN WAS THERE GIVING THE HI TOUCH!! The order thanks to haru peeps are as follows: minghao, vern, hosh, jun, jeonghan, woozi, seungkwan, dino, wonwoo, dk, scoups, josh mingyu. I wasn’t prepared for vern to go first nd I have an audio of me freaking out and going “oh shiiiii” when Vern was right next to me oh mah gah. I tried to pull it off and say “bro” and I did but Vernon kept staring at me until he got to kristine lol im so sorry vern!! But he’s even more gorgeous in person, his eyes are beautiful and his jawline can cut a bitch and he was wearing his cute red flannel that he always has on!! His head is big and his smile takes up his entire face and he’s just one big puppy you want to cuddle and im infinitely thankful for the eye contact!! Minghao is so hot oh my god he looks so confident and chill and he was givin those “yeaah babe” vibes. Their hands feel like lily petals. Boonseoksoon and cheol were very heartwarming, i squeezed all their hands until i was rushed off but i stopped to tell josh that he had pretty eyes and ended it off with mingyu and we jogged to our spot at vvip.

Concert Experience

I must say that i’m wholly impressed and happy that vvip did not push (it totally would’ve been fckin embarassing bc svt is really close to the stage so yes if they pushed it would’ve been awful) and i’m really sorry to hear that the rest of vip/p1/p2 had a really hard time trying to see BUT IT’S OKAY SVT IS NEVER COMING TO T5 EVER AGAIN. So im infinitely thankful that i was really really close to the stage and got to see the boys. BUT OKAY THE ONE THING THAT PISSED ME OFF? ??? CAMERAS. CAMERAS EVERYWHERE! I wouldn’t have cared if you were upstairs or in the back, but WE WERE LITERALLY FIVE FEET FROM THEM AND THESE PEOPLE ARE 6 FEET TALL and cameras were blocking my view because they were filming the whole damn concert. LIKE IT’S RUDE? GO TO THE BACK? DID YOU LITERALLY PAY TO SEE THRU A COMPUTER I DO THAT EVERY DAY!!! I ended up seeing the concert to its fullest so it’s fine BUT STILL SVT DOESN’T WANNA SING TO BUNCH OF CAMERAS ESP TO THE PEOPLE IN THE FRONT? PEOPLE ARE PAID TO FILM THEM, THERE ARE FANSITES EVERYWHERE!! Enjoy the fleeting time you have with them!

But in the end it was more opportunity for me to soak up all the fanservice because *twiddles fingers* mwhahaahahahha there was enough room for me to dance for hoshi and going svt and i made eye contact with him, wonwoo during the dancing as well, mingyu, jeong *dies* it was too much

Vernon (extended fanservice + rapping together!)

VERNON GETS A WHOLE DANG SECTION OKAY!!!! BECAUSE HE!! WAS NOT OKAY!!11! Kristine and i have been strategically preparing for MONTHS watching countless performances to stay in the corner where vern/jun would be performing on the most, turns out to be the right side so im two people away from the stage so i had a really good view of vernon’s beauty. I thought it was just me being biased but out of all the members Vernon’s stage presence is IMPECCABLE!! He doesn’t quote-unquote try to captivate you, he just naturally attracts people because his aura is so so so palpable. He was made to be on that stage!!!

Fanservice w/vern!

*sweats* after the whole hi touch fiasco i was convinced vern wouldn’t want to look at me but i held up my “vernon u lit” poster (dw i didn’t raise it high to block ppl) AND IT WORKED!!! My main highlight with him together was during check in (skip to 5:00) and since there was a lot of room I WAS GOING OFF dancing with him and rapping mingyu’s part along with him and shit i thought we had such a “feelin it” moment it was so surreal we were both in the song getting super super hype and the music was just immersed around us and i felt like the whole room melted apart and it was just the two of us sdlfjds;fjk;dsf im so gross my heart is warm my eyes are watery as i type this!! i miss him so much

anyway every performance after that, especially rock/if i and the ending ment i felt his stare and y’know that feeling when you pass someone attractive in the mall and you have that five-minute crush on them… i hope vern had that five minute crush on me because man i almost felt a way that boo or someone might feel when vern has that stare on you. He’s infinitely sweet and thankful at the ending ment when he thanked us for giving him new memories for his hometown i almost cried but he was lookin in my direction so i swallowed my feels

Final Details

Dino is the best. Performer. Like hosh performs really well when he dances! But shiii boy dino is on ALL THE DAMN TIME. i was told to be forewarned when u see dino AND Y’ALL WERE RIGHT

Lots of dk/minghao stans!!!! DK’S EYES ARE SO TWINKLY I UNDERSTAND WHY U LOVE HIM SO MUCH! A vvip had their gift as sunflowers with dk’s face on it IT’S SO FITTING

Performance unit IS WILD i used to think performance unit was just bc they did a lot of the choreo BUT NO. THEIR PERFORMANCE IS ALL THE WAY UP THERE you could feel every inch of their body carefully calculated and perfected even with OMG and highlight ND I WAS NEVER PREPARED FOR “MY I” WHY WASN’T THERE ARE TRANSITION FROM CRAZY LOVE TO THEN HOW DARE U

I used to go to concerts and from far away watch them spray water in the pit and u wish u were those people during healing cheol sprayed water and i felt CHRISTENED but all of a sudden ALL OF SEVENTEEN SPRAYED US IT WAS WET AND I FELT REBORN

At the ending ment hoshi screamed “I LOVE NEW JERSS----I LOVE NEW YORKKKK” lol my jersey self giggled

wonwoo/jun/scoups/jeonghan were definitely the most tired. Jun and Wonwoo were spacing out like crazy and coups literally ate his mic. Jeonghan was in another world most of the time, especially during the ballads he looked out to the crowd making exhausted eye contact. It looked like he was trying really hard to sing. Jeonghan and seungkwan had very visible cystic/stress acne, even through their makeup

*sigh* i guess i can’t avoid talking about the jeonghan situation amirite. From where i was everyone was v confused, sevnteen included. It lasted probably total of 10 seconds and we moved on. It was bad. We know it was very bad. Although Jeonghan seemed lowkey amused afterward THAT ISN’T THE POINT the concert was 99.9% perfect and i hope everyone remembers that and doesnt antagonize american carats (as american fans usually are for all the baddies)

All and all i feel honored that i was able to spend a comfortable night with svt, i know a lot of people aren’t able to say the same esp the people in the back. Its still replaying in my head and im infinitely thankful to stan such a wonderful group of boys and im glad to be a part of their tour

#seventeen #diamond edge #diamond edge nyc #diamond edge tour #this is totally uncomprehensive #im a fic writer i swear #jfdfjds;#i finally get some feels out #i'll probably add more later but #ye #ot13 #cami went to diamond edge

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pastelbeau · 7 years ago

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After the PTR Mercy goes live

Them: Rez me !!! Pick me !!! I’m the most important one to rez !!!

Me, a former Mercy whose gone back to being a Lucio Main™: I̵̺̩̩͇̗ͅ'͢m̧ ̧͕̳͕̘̳̤n̳o̻̥̜t̪̣̹͓̻̘̱ ̬h̡̤͎̼͖e͇̹a̦̟̬̣͎̮r̶i҉̫͖n͚͞g̫̞͚̼̩̗ ̱͈́t͞h̝̗̗̪̝a̹̼̟t̠ ̮͎͍n͚͚̭oi̺̭̲s̰͍̜̲̯͖͡e͔̮͖͓̗͓͙.

#seb speaks #mercy #angela ziegler #okAY NOW ILL SHUT UP ABOUT IT #its not going to be hard going back to Lucio #with 200hrs as Mercy and almost 100hrs as Lucio #its not a hard feat #plus like what? 50hrs as Zenyatta #yeah I'll be fine.#bitter #totally and uncomprehensibly bitter #but fine.#WHO KNOWS MAYBE ILL FINALLY PICK MCCREE UP.#wouldn't that be High Noonlarious.

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submissivejberry · 7 months ago

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I totally get you. The people here in like uncomprehensively gorgeous.

He's made me happy too, happier than I ever thought I could be, so it goes both ways with us, really. Hm... And what would you getting bitchy involve? Maybe a good spanky?

Oh, I do - it just kind of shuts down when I'm in front of a super hot guy like you, or my brother - also, I'm especially horny all the time, even more than I was before I got here...it probably has something to do with the people that go here. Like, seriously, it's kinda unreal.

I definitely would! All horniness aside, Javi is the most important person in my whole life. I'd do anything for him, and that includes getting bitchy with anyone who hurts him or makes him unhappy...so like I said, it's a good thing you make him the happiest I've ever seen him. <3

#c:marcia

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ivi-prism · 3 years ago

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Oh great you also knew SCP Foundation and it's classification damn i am loving this more... i also agreed this is totally belongs to SCP-001 or also known When the Day Breaks this is an X-class scenario... it's a good thing it was only fictional until the multiverse theory is being proven true then we're gonna get worried...

I love the scp foundation!! I read random entries when I'm bored and I listen to the longer proposals on youtube when I'm doing boring stuff. Is very cool!

Scp-5000 alongside Scp-001 When the day breaks are possibly my fav just because how the apocalypse comes about and is described. Very scary very cool

Would suggest anyone who likes the style of horror from the SCP Foundation and doesn't know yet about "The mystery flesh pit national park" to check it out! It follows the same logic of disecting uncomprehensible horrors in a very scientific (and in this case, bureocratic) way.

#asks for ivi #nicholaspwildeblog

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icharchivist · 3 years ago

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So actually i’ve been wanting to make this post for a while but i’ve always been procrastinating it but

i just want to mention that i absolutely adore the logic behind Lucio/Lucilius/Lucifer and that there are extremely clever things hidden in their name.

Lucio A.K.A. Helel Ben Sahar.

Helel Ben Shahar, and by extention, Helel Ben Shalim, are actually divinity from the Canaaanite religion. Shahar is the God of The Dawn and Shalim is the God of Twilight, and as twins, both of them represent two sides of what we also call “the Morningstar” and “the Eveningstar” : ie, nowadays, what we call Venus.

We have very few infos on the actual Canaanite religion, except that they were twins and created by El impregnating Ashera and Šapšu, and that they were beautiful, associated with the planet Venus. The religion of Canaan has mostly been lost to time though...

but one thing about the Canaanite religion is that as they were contemporary to the Hebrew, a lot of traces of the Canaanite religion is found alongside the various demons that has been appearing there (ex: Beelzebub is a deformation on the god Ba’al, Satan is a deformation on Set ect.)

And d it’s the case of Helel Ben Sharar who is originally mentioned as such in the Book of Isaiah. Or more so, he tells the story of “The bringer of dawn” rebelling against his father and being casted aside for his rebellion. But in the original Hebrew, the term for “Bringer of Dawn” was “Helel Ben Shahar” since it was also the name of the planet, of the star.

“How did you fall from the sky, Shining Star, Son of Dawn? You who said “i will rise to the skies, i will put my throne above the stars of God.” (Isaiah 14:12)

But here’s the thing: when those books were translated to latin in order to translate it, the name “Helel Ben Shahar” that refered to the Venus star had to be switched out to the Latin name of the Venus star. Which is “Lucifer.”

But down the line, the association from Lucifer to the star in the sky started to get lost and Lucifer became its own known figure of the book down the line.

And here’s the same idea from up there but from the King James’s english translation of Isaiah:

“How you are fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! How you are cut down to the ground, You who weakened the nations! For you have said in your heart: ‘I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God; I will also sit on the mount of the congregation On the farthest sides of the north; I will ascend above the heights of the clouds, I will be like the Most High.’

While we still call Lucifer the Morning Star in popular culture, we’re still far from remembering the origin of the name and the story, which was a Canaanite story of Helel Ben Shahar.

But point being that this is why Lucio’s real name is Helel Ben Sahar. If he was supposed to be the original, one of the two people standing alongside gbf’s God since its creation, they picked the most ancient of the name “Lucifer” ever carried.

(it is also noticeable since Lucifer’s island is called Canaan in gbf which really implies a full knowledge of this.)

In the end Lucio’s “fake” name is the one where he ressembles his clones, and compared to the others names “bringer of light”, his name is “light”, as simple as that. The Original.

Lucilius and Lucifer, or Rushifaa and Rushiferu, or the double meaning of the Japanese version

While i totally understand why they did it because it would have been uncomprehensible without some minor Japanese knowledge, we are losing SO much with the translation they went for.

See, Lucilius’s Japanese name is Rushifaa and Lucifer’s Japanese name is Rushiferu.

But the kick is that “Rushifaa” is actually the way you’d write “Lucifer” in Japanese - Not the Feru alternative.

The way Japanese interpret English words is to generally transcribe them in Katakana from the way it’s been introduced to their country. On that case what interests us, is that still they will go with a non-rhotic variety of English.

“Rhotic” English varieties are those that will pronounce the r letter as /r/ no matter where it is in the word. For exemple, Irland’s English is a rhotic variety. But the English variety that is taught to non-English people is a Non-Rhotic one - non-rhotic varieties doesn’t pronounce the r if it’s in front of a consonance or at the end of a word, usually prolonging the previous vowell.

As such, “er” in Japanese will almost always be transcribed with a “aa-” sound. (see too: Percival = Paashivaru)

So ironically: Lucilius is the one who is supposed to be the Actual Lucifer. He is the one who is named after the biblical angel.

“Rushiferu” is an alternative way to spell Lucifer’s name, in a rhotic way, that puts insistance on how the word ends if you don’t transcribe the English sound but instead try to read the ending “cifer” with a Japanese pronountiation.

But the other fascinating thing with this choice is that as a result, Lucifer alligns himself with the others angels in a fascinating way.

The suffix of most Angel names, -el or -iel, means “Of God” (note also as i said eariler that El was the name of the God of creation as per the Canaanite).

But in Japanese you would pronounce “el” “eru”, since they have a sound that is halfway through r and l and as a result is the sound that is always used to transcribe either of those western letters.

So in Japanese, all of hte Primarches have their name finishing in Eru: Michael=Mikaeru / Gabriel=Gaburieru / Uriel=Urieru / Raphael= Rafaeru, and so on and so forth.

but therefore, in a weird play on Japanese language: Rushiferu ends up following the paterns of the “-Of God” angels.

In an interesting way, we have therefore Rushifaa having set himself as a new god, just like his purpose was all along, and has named his creations in a way that they were his. and that includes Rushiferu, who is a version of “Lucifer”, of himself, but who belongs to him.

The Angels who don’t finish by “Eru”

Notice that following this logic, the only angels who don’t fit the “el” patterns, while also having their names taken from various angel stories, are therefore

-Belial, which would be pronounced Beriaru. The “ru” part maybe ends up associating him to his fellow primarch, but the twist of the “a” makes him stand apart from them.

However it’s also important to notice that Belial is also just an actual figure of demonic litterature and appears with Beelzebub in John Milton’s Paradise Lost, which was the source of inspiration of the story of the same name in gbf. They most likely picked his name because those two were already a duo in the Milton’s story, but also because Belial means “worthless” and it fits his characters’s all too well.

-Sandalphon and Metatron also both break the patern, as they’re named after real angels and all, but it’s interesting to notice that those are the two angels who defers the less to Rushifaa and instead are devoted to Rushiferu. Metatron is the scribe of God and in wmtsb, Metatron is a primarch who specifically oversaw anything Feru needed him too, and he continues to act for the sake of Feru. Meanwhile Sandalphon in wmtsb was created to replace Feru if he came to die, and was completely worthless to Rushifaa outside of that, therefore, he is completely separated from any of Faasan’s “belongings.”

Bonus: Beelzebub

following all of his reasoning, Beelzebub stands out as he is a demon in Paradise Lost who has no angel markings on him, which makes him perfect to take the name of an Astrals instead of one of Faasan’s creation.

Therefore, just like Rushifaa is Helel Ben Sahar’s clone, Beelzebub ended up being Helel Ben Shalem’s clone.

but while Shalim is not linked to Baal at all, it is likely Beelzebub’s name was also picked because it is a demon name that comes from a Canaan origin and that therefore he can be easily tied to the other major Canaan’s figure of the story (especially since they wrote themselves in the corner by already having written Baal as a primal into the story before wmtsb)

Others Notes:

-Canaan is the Island Lucifer operates into in wmtsb. As mentioned, Canaan was a land in nowadays Syria which religions has been a little hard to really totally grasp with how much was lost.

-Etemenanki is a Sumerian name refering to a temple in Babylon that looked like a tower, and historians believe that it’s possible that Etemenanki was the inspiration to the Tower of Babel. In gbf, this is the tower leading up to God.

-Pandemonium is refered to, at least in John Milton’s Paradise Lost, as the capital of Hell, and where Lucifer and his demons organize against God after his fall. In granblue, the Pandemonium is a tower that leads instead to the Crimson Horizon, a hellish place made from the splitting of God where monsters roams. Also of note, Lucio ends up blowing it up and the investigations around its ruins ends up being in a mission called “Tower of Babyl”, therefore associating Babel to the Pandemonium as well.

In conclusion:

i just think it’s really neat and there’s a lot of layers that are lost in English concerning the Lucifaces, but still the amount of details is really cool.

The more u know.

#ichablogging gbf #ichablogging gbfmeta #ish?????#to save it for myself #ichablogging wmtsb

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skin-care-and-beauty · 3 years ago

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fligshaag · 5 years ago

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im going to ramble for a sec, get ready y'all

i feel like im in the minority that enjoyed 3below more than Trollhunters. Not that i don't love Trollhunters, i do! It was the first show and I love the cast to bits, but unlike many in the fandom I didn't really relate to the characters that much. Like yeah, Jim's nervousness is relatable at times, but he wasn't super relatable to me. Even Claire, the hispanic character that's a total badass and who I enjoy a lot, didn't relate to me that much. I remember when i first finished Trollhunters i was nervous to start 3below since i didn't know what to expect or if it would do the cast I came to love justice. I already liked Aja and Krel from their first appearance in trollhunters, so I would have some familiar faces going into 3below, but the jump from this fantasy setting to the sci-fi setting scared me lil bit. But after a week i finally caved in and watched 3below, and holy shit I fucking loved it, looking back I feel dumb for putting it off for so long.

Aja and Krel are currently the most relatable characters in this series for me, like y'all, i cried tears for these kids, and that was like the second time i cried because of a tv show. The focus on the experiences immigrants have to go through, and how Aja and Krel have to adjust to this new environment, feeling like they don't belong and all that shit made me burst into fucking tears. Im a immigrant that moved to the us when i was a child, so to see some of the stuff that i had to endure happen to Aja and especially Krel broke my fucking heart. Not to say that since Aja and Krel, especially Krel, are latino coded, me being the dumbass latino that i am, i definitely latched unto them and projected myself unto them, godbless

They also have a good sibling dynamic that makes me soft,, 😔❤️ i just love them a lot, and if i were to put down all my feelings and thoughts about 3below then this will just be completely uncomprehensable. I definitely feel like 3below should've had another season, like Trollhunters had 3 seasons (or like 4 since im pretty sure the whole arc with Angor Rot was supposed to be it's own season), like there was so much that they could have explored, especially with the extra-terrestrial stuff, like Seklos and Gaylen. Im hoping they explain that in wizards, but who knows. Also, while both shows didn't have the preferred endings ( jim gets turned into a troll, and has to leave everything behind, while Aja and Krel lose their parents and end up separating in the end), 3below's ending didn't end up leaving a sour taste in my mouth like Trollhunters did ( i don't hate troll!jim but the way he came to be a troll left me bitter and uncomfortable for some reason, also i will forever hate merlin).

Im excited for wizards, but I'm trying not to have any big expectations of the show, since I don't want to hype something up in my head just to be disappointed when it doesn't happen. Not that I expect wizards to underperform and waste my time, I know that I will enjoy wizards, and only a few things that are unlikely to happen would lessen my enjoyment of the show. Im just going into wizards no thoughts, head empty. No theories so I can go completely blind. I've found that viewing something through a theorist lense just makes me more nervous for some reason lmao, not that I don't enjoy a good theory from time to time. Good thing I know nothing about Arthuriana lol

If you for some reason read all of this, tell me, what is your favorite show of this series and why

#tales of arcadia #3below #trollhunters #toa wizards #wizards toa #toa

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aldahi-rp · 4 years ago

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Reaching for the Stars

@deals-and-the-chipped-cup

The Doctor frowned. Unreasonable veriety of human then. Shame.

She almost told him that any sufficiently advanced technology was indistinguishable from magic, but had a feeling by the superior way he said the world "magic" that that was NOT going to move this particular human any further down the spectrum towards the "reasonable human" veriety. So instead she said, "Need it for what?"

It was Kertin and his guns all over again.

Although...

There WAS a possibility that he actually DID need it for something. In which case maybe The Doctor could help meet that need withOUT damage to the fabric of reality.

At least her companions were making a good first impression. Maybe the child would be more reasonable then the adult. Kids could be more open minded. This little girl reminded The Doctor somewhat of Amy Pond (mostly because she was a little girl, and most of her companions WEREN'T)

"Bang up job on the First Contact" she said encouragingly over her shoulder, "try to get her to hand you the crystal."

Dawn blinked at the tall green alien in total and complete uncomprehension.

She didn't know the meaning of half the words he used. "Salarian", "Sur’Kesh", "Annos Basin cluster", And the OTHER half she knew, but the context in which he used them didn't make any sense. Like... Wasn't a "cluster" a chunk of granola or something like that? And weren't "Pranas" fish with pointy teeth like that Kertin guy with all the eyes?

But she understood the "you can touch me" bit and the "I can breathe under water" part. That was really cool! And also be said he wasn't gonna try to eat her or take over the Earth, which was also really cool (compared to if he was gonna) so...

Dawn reached out and touched the alien's strange, spindly, three fingered hand. She was mildly dissapointed. It wasn't particularly hot, or cold, or slimy, or slippery, or wet. It didn't tingle like magic or shock like electricity. Still, she WAS touching a real live real for real alien, that counted for SOMETHING.

"Do they look like saucers?" Dawn asked the parana toothed one with too many eyes. "Like in war of the worlds? Or a needley thing like Earth has, or like the Mellinnian Falcon which is like a angly airplane, or like a big ring thing with liquid glass in the middle?"

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thedyingmoon · 5 years ago

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🖤 I See My Future Before Me 🖤

~ A V X Reader set in an Alternate Universe wherein ugly feet are a big deal (?!) 🤔

~ "Too Much Fluff Can Kill You" Volume 2. 😂

~ Tagging my friends, @heaven-on-a-landslide , @krazy06 , @diabeticsugarush , @ehrzeth , @ceruleanworld , @lessy86 , @simmy-ships , @boundbysoul , and @gxthghoulfriend . 🖤

~ Once again helped by my special anonymous adviser who stayed up late with me! And it's all worth it! I hope you like this. ❤

~ Just an important piece of instruction: Please watch the video below before proceeding to the next paragraph. 🖤

~ LET'S DO THIS! 🖤

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Dante stood in the lobby as he read the latest issue of his favorite magazine.

Already in his best formal attire, the man unceremoniously waited for you. The gig this time required the two of you to infiltrate a party to rat a certain Demon out, and at the mere thought of you in a dress had him intrigued.

Of course, he found you quite fetching. But, the clothes you wore on a daily basis? With your fondness for loose, oversized, and unflattering pieces of clothing, he honestly thought that you got nothing compared to either Trish or Lady, who were two of the most beautiful, if not lethal, women he had ever seen.

Yes, he thought that all the beauty you got were wasted on your conservative tastes,...

"Are we gonna go, or what?" Dante, who failed to notice you as you came down from your room, heard you loud and clear and turned.

"Hey, what took you - ?"

The man stopped dead in his tracks, for there, right before his very eyes, was,...

You raised an eyebrow and placed your hands on your hips. "Are you gonna stare at me the whole evening? We still have a job to do."

"The lady is right." Morrison, who just entered the building, said. And when he saw you, his eyes widened in complete awe. "And surprise of all mother of surprises. You look like the most gorgeous star in the galaxy, my dear."

"Thank you, Mr. Morrison." You said, taking the Broker's hand and letting him lead you outside towards his car.

"Your partner seems to be tongue tied."

"Yeah, he's busy with that magazine of his."

You carefully entered the vehicle as Morrison opened the door for you. A few moments later, Dante followed.

The ride towards your destination was a really quiet one. You would occasionally look at the front at Morrison as he drove but, most of the time, your eyes were just glued to the window beside you. Despite that, you could not shake the feeling of heaviness in your body. It's as if you have been the subject of someone's intense stares for far too long.

Still, you smiled, not letting yourself be tempted to indulge your silent companion.

Your resistance persisted until you two reached the place.

And Dante could not hold it in any longer.

"Hey," he began, isolating you from the other guests by leading you to an empty hallway. "You've been keeping things from me."

"Wha - ?" You started to argue but, then, realized he was right. "Well, yes."

"What else can you do?" Dante demanded, your overwhelming scent of a very addictive vintage wine assaulting his nostrils and driving his patience to the limit. "Witchcraft? Sorcery? Voodoo?"

You only chuckled at his question. "They're the same thing."

The man grabbed your shoulders and made you look up at him, his light - colored eyes more intense than ever before. "Tell. Me."

Unfazed, you only smiled up at him, grabbed his huge hands, and removed them gingerly off you. You then took one of his hands and led him back towards the living area where the party was taking place.

"What are you doing?"

"See that lady?" You whispered to him in a lover - like fashion so as not to make yourself obvious that you're plotting something dangerous. "That's your target."

"How did you even - ?!"

"Sshh! Don't ask. Okay?"

Dante looked at the said female, who happened to be the host of the party.

"So, in two minutes, she will come our way, introduce herself to you, and start flirting with you. You will flirt with her for, like, five minutes."

The man looked at you suspiciously. "Why did I suddenly feel nervous about this?"

"Oh, you'll be fine. Anyway, her lover will come out of hiding. You will kill him."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Who said anything about killing an innocent man?!"

"And," you went on, ignoring Dante's complaint. "... you will use the Rebellion and drive it through his skull, then she will attack you. You will use the Ebony and Ivory against her. And, guess what, all the guests in here? They're all Demons. You will finish them in, like, ten minutes, tops. Then, you will join me in the balcony and wipe Demon blood off your face."

"And why am I supposed to believe you?"

"Because your two minutes is up and she's coming towards us."

And surely enough, with hips swaying seductively and eyelids fluttering like butterfly wings, the gracefully tall and slender host of the party was coming towards the legendary Devil Hunter. Dante looked back at you and realized you weren't there any more.

Approximately fifteen minutes later, the man, who was covered in Demon guts and chandelier glitter, came out to join you on the balcony. He wiped the Demon blood off his face and leaned against the railing beside you.

"You didn't even help me." Dante told you wih a huge sigh. "And we're supposed to be partners."

"Convinced?"

"Whatever."

"Hey, at least you got to flirt with her, right?" You cheerfully answered.

Dante looked at you with every intention of giving you a piece of his mind but, you were already walking away from him.

"Hey!"

You turned back, winked at him, and held up a finger to your lips.

"Sshh,..."

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You and V hustled towards the empty building, sheltering yourselves due to the very sudden and heavy rainfall.

Once inside, V heard you grunt in dismay and as he turned to look at you, he saw you as you put your black violin case down on the cold floor and strip off your wet parka, revealing your simple white dress underneath.

Now, V may have no idea, whatsoever, what you'll need the violin for during the Demon hunt, but he was definitely flabbergasted as to your taste in clothing. It's as if you were not going on a Demon hunt, at all.

You felt a pair of eyes boring down on you as you picked up your violin case, and when you looked up, you ultimately saw him staring at you.

Then, there was that feeling again - of your cheeks burning, of your heartbeat going wild, of your knees getting weak and wobbly.

It's as if the man's mere gaze put your mind in a trance, and your senses into a total discord.

You shyly looked away, trying to escape his longing look, until you finally noticed where you really were.

"Hey, this is a dance studio!" You exclaimed breathlessly as you ran towards one of the doors that led to a huge rehearsal room. You entered it and took in the achingly familiar atmosphere of the place, from its floor, the huge glass windows, to the mirrored walls.

The exact moment when V entered the room after you, Griffon materialized and flew towards you.

"Where did ya just take us to?" The bird irritatingly questioned. "It's too damn creepy in here!"

"Why? You afraid of mirrors?"

The bird squawked and flew towards one of the abandoned chairs, perching and settling himself comfortably.

You ignored the Demon and went towards the window, seeing the angry outpour outside and the eventual streak of lightning from the sky, followed by the loud boom of the thunder.

"It seems that we have become stranded here for a while." You heard V's low voice as you sensed him walking closer towards you.

You simply nodded, still unable to look the man in the eye. "I hope it stops soon."

"I wish for the opposite."

The very noticeable purr in the man's voice made your heart do flips. You turned around, and as another streak of lightning painted the sky, you saw the unmistakable mischief in those eyes and grin of his.

Suddenly feeling both nervous and giddy, you hastily walked towards one of the chairs near Griffon, sat, and removed your boots.

"Okay, these are getting heavy as hell!" You said, unintentionally making your voice loud due to your nerves. "I'm taking these off!"

"Ew!" Griffon exclaimed as soon as your feet came into view. "Did ya step on a fuckin' corpse or are those yer actual feet, eh sweet pea?!"

You narrowed your eyes at the demonic bird, who started laughing at your pitiful, scarred little feet.

"Hahaha! Ah, haha, eh, well, no offense, sweet pea. Just sayin' the truth."

"Beauty cannot be comprehended by small minds, my Demonic friend." V, who, of course, followed you, fortunately came to your rescue.

You gave Griffon a triumphantly evil grin as you placed your wet boots under the table. "I'm a dancer. It would make perfect sense for me to have ugly feet." You looked up at V and spoke with him instead of the bird who got grumpy. "I got these scars from years of dedicated dancing."

"Hmm,..." V mused as he sat on a chair beside you. "Those scars,... symbolize the true enjoyment and will that you felt doing that special something you adore." He uttered, then leaned closer towards you. With a soft whisper, he said, "Those feet, my Lady,... I would kiss,... over,... and over again,... if I could,... "

Thump!

"Shoes! Shoes! The floor is cold! I need shoes!" You literally yelled, feeling your traitorous heart triple in heartbeat. With hot cheeks and trembling limbs, you hastily stood up and roamed aimlessly all over the room in search of those shoes you mentioned. As lame as you might have looked then, you knew what's truly going on between you and the poet, you just could not handle your own chaotic feelings. And now, you must have looked like a total mess right before him.

"Yeah, no shit, Shirley!" Griffon sarcastically whispered at V. "Ain't that right, V? I mean, if ya like her, just tell her already! Dangit! Fuckin' stop beatin' 'round the fuckin' bushes! Look at her, ya broke the thing!"

Surely enough, V saw you wandering around the room, muttering something uncomprehensible under your breath.

Taking pity on you and feeling guilty at himself for making you uncomfortable, he stood up and walked to where you were.

You felt the man as he neared you and instinctively halted your silly, panic mumblings. You cleared your throat, bravely faced him, and saw the worried look in those deep green eyes of his.

"Well, I do not exactly enjoy it. Dancing, I mean." You told the man, making yourself as calm as you could. "It was more like a,... survival kind of thing."

"Survival, you say?" V answered, instantly feeling intrigued. How would one consider dancing as survival? But, of course, he had no idea what you've been through as a child. "Can you, please, explain?"

You slightly got nervous, feeling as if you revealed more than what was necessary. You were only talking about your ugly feet, damnit! No need to drag the man further into your own, dark past.

Once again, you looked around for something, anything, that could save you from your blunder. And there, right on the corner, you saw, as the lightning lit up the dark sky, a pair of forgotten ballet shoes. You looked at the thing with much intent, then back at your male companion.

"Shall I just show you how they made us dance, instead?" You offered. Well, since you'd be moving a lot from now on, you might as well have a sort of a warm up.

And what a perfect way to do that than that accursed piece those pale people made you dance for six whole years.

On the other hand, V felt concerned about you. You considered dance as survival, and yet, here you were, offering to open up what must've been a deep wound from the past.

Then, he had an idea.

"If dancing felt like a challenge to you," he said, suddenly offering up a hand. " ... then, would you allow this fool to ease the burden and join you for this dance?"

Thump! Thump!

Went your heartbeat once more. But, this time, escaping and saving your shy self would not do you any good. So, instead, you took a deep breath, nodded, and looked up at him with much resolve. You took his hand and began with the simplest of steps.

Well! The man surely had instruction! He was sensitive enough to know when you'll turn, when you must be lifted, and when you'll change positions. Not to mention his graceful movements! Where the hell did he learn ballet?!

Meanwhile, V only had to thank the endless dance lessons he took when he was only a boy! And not only that, he also had to actually thank his stupid twin for skipping them, for, if not, he would never have received more difficult extra lessons that involved doing a pas des deux ! And who knew it will become useful in the future?!

For a while, it seemed as though nothing could disrupt the little, yet warm environment that engulfed the two of you. Not even the bleak weather. Even the foul - mouthed Demon perched on the chair close by dared not utter any piercing word.

Everything seemed at peace, the steps you made, perfect. The lightning streaked the sky once more, splashing very little light into the cold, studio. You made another pirouette, longing to end the little dance with flourish, until the loud bang of the thunder came booming down, startling you and making you stumble on your feet. V thankfully caught you just in time before you fall.

"(Y/N),..."

"I'm fine, thank you." You reassured the man, at the same time getting back up on your feet with his help. "You know, my body's condition was not how it used to be compared to when I was a bit younger."

The man smiled gently at you as he took your hands once more, pulling you closer. "Age matters not, as long as you enjoy dancing."

You sheepishly smiled back at him. "Now that you mentioned it, yes. I enjoyed this dance."

The man may not have chosen to mention it to you but, he definitely enjoyed the little performance with you. Much more so than you did. For you were there with him, smiling, and forgetting the chaos of this world.

For at least a few minutes, it felt intimate for V.

However, he saw the smile on your face slowly vanish as you let go of his hands. The man looked at you in confusion, then you told him, "There is, was, only one person in the world who could outdance me in the past."

The man's face fell, seeing the sadness that was creeping up on those (E/C) eyes he had come to adore.

With glistening eyes, you simply uttered, "My sister."

"I'm so sorry." V whispered achingly at you. "It must be,... "

"She was," you went on, managing a smile despite the hurt that suddenly made its way onto your chest at the reminder of your lost, beloved sibling. " ... how to put this? She was perfect in every way. She was the most beautiful girl in the world, and everybody adored her. She,... died,... to save me, V."

V looked away from her. He had,... someone,... very special whom he lost a very long time ago. Hearing you tell your own tale regarding the person you lost brought back those hurtful memories of the one he loved above all else,...

... her,...

He took a deep breath and faced you once more, not wanting you to worry about him.

"What matters is that you still have precious people around you, my Lady." He said, his voice hoarse and raw with untold emotions and unshed tears. "You must focus on not losing them, as well."

You smiled at him, aware of the melancholic feeling you had evoked in the already cold and lonely atmosphere. You took both his hands and guided him to sit on the floor.

Confused, V glanced at you as you positioned yourself in the middle of the empty dance floor. Griffon noticed this change and flew towards his master, settling himself right beside him.

"V," you began. "... let me tell you the story of a man who regrets the loss of a loved one and the woman who loves him the most. The love of his life. Whom he could no longer be with."

You took a deep breath and began a slow movement that gradually turned into a series of steps that seemed to tell a story, like what you mentioned.

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Every turn, every gesture, every sweet and graceful hand movement told V some numerous, little words forming into silent sentences that seemed to whisper directly at his heart. The steps to the very raw yet beautiful dance you performed honestly moved him, feeling a different kind of an ache within his own heart. The steps turned more radiant as it came to the heart of the story,...

... of a very graceful woman,...

... and the man,...

... who was foolish enough to let her go.

And when you finished, he was both speechless and mesmerized. You looked at him with concern, confused by his uncharacteristic silence.

That was when you saw it,...

... genuine tears falling down his face.

"Ah!" You stuttered, not knowing what to do upon the realization that you just made V cry. "I'm so sorry! I would never do this again! I - "

You were immediately silenced as V stood and gave you a hug so tight, yet so gentle, that you felt that he did not want to let go of you.

Like he did not want to ever lose you.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

You knew he was still crying, so you took the initiative to wrap your arms around him and pull him closer.

"Hey, it's okay." You gently whispered at him, calming him down with your caress. "I'll never leave you. I promise."

And just when things were getting more and more cozy between the two of you, Griffon, who seemed to get touched by your performance, as well, flew towards you with large, melancholic eyes. How strange for a brazen creature such as him!

"Hey, do ya know any more stories that won't make ya cry?" The bird asked in a sad and weird tone.

"Okay! Let's see,... "

V smiled as he let go of you, wanting to hear what you were about to say. He just could not help but become excited for your story.

"There was a warrior who was protected by three Goddesses." You began. "However, he mysteriously vanished, making the Goddesses scatter all over the world in search of a temporary vessel until he returns. They found her and dwelled within her for a hundred years.

"Then, one day, he returned and two of his Goddesses returned to him. Aside from the last one who got attached to the woman. But, to gain complete power, the man must have all three with him. So, he took the third Goddess from the woman by force."

"What happened?!"

"Ah,... she died."

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SHITTY STORY?!"

You became nervous as cold sweat trickled down your forehead. "I made it up,... "

"WHAT IN THE FUCKIN' - ?!"

"Hush, you Demon,..." V chuckled as he watched the two of you argue,...

But, the fun and peace of mind you had didn't last long,...

For, only after a few hours, Griffon, who was rendered useless by the Diabolical Amalgam, was screaming your name as you made your way towards the frightening creature, unarmed, wounded, vulnerable, and above all, stripped naked.

"SWEET PEA!" Griffon pleaded as he tried once more to attack, only to fail yet again. "YOU WILL FUCKIN' DIE! STOP!"

But you only looked back at him, winked, and held up a slender finger to your bloody lips.

"Sshh,..."

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Note: That's Simone Cameresi for you! A very graceful dancer. I imagine her as the Reader in that very sweet and heartfelt moment as she danced for V. So, I hope you followed my instruction and watched her before reading the next paragraph. 🖤

Another Note: The title of the song is Turning Page by Sleeping At Last. 🖤

P.S.: In ballet, a pas de deux is a dance duet in which two dancers, typically a male and a female, perform ballet steps together. The pas de deux is characteristic of classical ballet and can be found in many well - known ballets, including Sleeping Beauty, Swan Lake, and Giselle. Yeah, the more you know. 🖤

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Tool ㅡ Chapter 3: Love

Word count: 1,437

OTP: Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu x Peko Pekoyama | Danganronpa 2

Additional characters: Sato | Danganronpa 3

Story type: Fanfiction

Short summary: Peko Pekoyama dives into her most precious memories in an intimate journey to self-love, trying to live with emotions she can’t control and to discover what it’s like to be a real person. More notes at the end.

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Quick notes before you start: This is something that canonically happened in Danganronpa 2 and 3, so this might be a little spoiler for some of you (sorry! I needed to follow a real timeline). Other warnings: semi-graphic depiction of violence, slightly gore. Enjoy!

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My thoughts reminisce: I am a tool. I was brought to this world to be by his side; I shall fulfill my purpose.

I see blood. All around. All on him. All on her. Who was her. What was her. The remains of a pathetic figure laying on the cold floor. Where she belongs. Where she will always belong. The glimpse of life slipping between her hands. Falling from her open skull. Dripping from her forever unblinking eyes.

Him. Young Master ㅡ he is standing tall, near the body. Wide eyes. Far from reality. Far from himself. He is searching for pride and honor to justify himself. Before her. Before God.

Floor as slime ㅡ I hear my own heartbeat. Eardrums shattered. My body and my heart are ready for action. Leaving nothing for thoughts. Readiness ㅡ is an unconscious mechanism. Fists closed.

« You had to call me for this, Young Master. You had to command me. This is what I should be here for. » Unhealthy explosion of emotionality that clouds my judgement ㅡ I've felt this before. I know this. I don't need this. I don't want this. I inhale. Then exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale.

« I killed the bitch. »

Exhale.

« I am the one who did this. » Green eyes reveal total emptiness. Freckles that tasted of summer on his skin now resemble black stains on a pale white board. Pools of blood are where his watch is headed to. He's not here. « Young Master, please refrain to look at the corpse. » I did not intend to be this morbid. « Listen to me. We're doing this togheter. Please... » Useless is every word I call aloud to divide him from the unsettling view. They echoe between the walls of an hollow corridor.

Inside the girl's own house.

She was alone. And she knew. She saw it coming, every day. Every minute. And I, myself, knew it too. I was preparing my sword, every day. Every minute. I knew my own fate. I knew my mission. I was ready to kill.

But I failed.

I let my Master take responsibility for something I had to do first. Killing people is not his job, and it didn't have to be. I am so afraid to lose him ㅡ I start to panic.

I would tear each and every limb of my skin just to fit all of his pain inside me. And free him from it.

Quick thinking. In a hurry, I enter her own room ㅡ not a moment to stop to look at her possessions. At her smiling pictures hung on the wall. Not for a moment I am moved by her scent, still lingering, present, between the sheets I am stripping the bed from.

She has no value to me.

The only priority is dividing the body from my Master's watch; preparing and delivering it to the Kuzuryuu family as prize for the vengeance, second. Offering some first-hand preparation to the pitiful corpse, her own sheets I tuck her lifeless self with. Laces ripped out of my shoes, tight around her.

It takes all my will to have respect for the dead.

Clothes drenched in blood, I approch my Master again. I dare to move before him. « Young Master, please look at me. Please. » I find myself quivering as I keep staring at his eyes ㅡ drained. Hands slowly reach for the bloody weapon, trying to take it from him. He's gripping it. Holding onto it for dear life. Breathless. I shake his shoulders, obtaining just some uncomprehensible muttering. His body tensing as if it's turning into stone.

I don't realize I've been biting my lips until I had my own blood resting on my tongue. Quickly suck it off. Swallow. He can't stand more blood than that. Thought I could block the view, but he's seeing through me.

Or he's not seeing at all.

« I did this for Natsumi. » His words snap me out of it not even a second before I totally went berserk. Stop the thinking. Focus. « I cracked the bitches fucking skull. With this baseball bat. » The muttering suddenly transforms into precise and lucid statements.

Inhale. Exhale.

« Fuyuhiko, » gripping his arms, « Say it. Many times. » The approach is stupidly risky. And my only chance. « As many as you need. Please. » The stake is high. I'm inducing the trauma, attempting to unlock his brain. For the first time, I am not sure of the outcome. I have to try. I have to save him. For I know, and remember, how it is not to be saved.

His lips start to tremble again. « I killed Sato. » His chest rising. « I killed her. I killed Sato. » « Yes, » warmth under his skin. « Yes, you murdered her, Fuyuhiko. You took her life with one single blow. » He is looking at me with wide eyes. Hollow. Struggling to reach out to me. Pure horror. « I killed her. » he repeats, « I killed her. » he quivers, « ...I killed her. » he takes more than a pause to breathe. Sour tears.

« ...I...I... »

He finally realizes.

« Oh my God...Peko... »

One instant.

I grab his entire body. Push it onto mine, embrace it. Tight. As I break any formality between us just by making him feel my body against his ㅡ his entire being crumbles. He cries so loud he shouts. He grips my clothes on my back. Loosing them. Marking my skin with his nails as he's trying to climb his way back to reality. Ribs shaking so much I am worried he could break them just like this.

I am witnessing my Master searching for my protection for the first time.

I do not know what is he trying to reach for until I feel it exploding inside me. Waterfalls ㅡ I cannot help but crying, as I realize too, holding my Master's body entirely, I want to be with him forever. How painful it is ㅡ to hear his sorrowful cries, to feel his bones cracking under my touch. How beautiful it is ㅡ to feel what they call love. I hide within the softness of his blonde hair. I inhale his perfume, feeling it overpower the smell of blood around us. I hear no sound, other than the pace of his breathing, slowing down.

The world is straying further from this moment.

« Look at me. » I whisper, aiming to better calm him down. Hands grab his face softly. Slowly rise his head little low to my own.

Fool me ㅡ I was not ready.

I'm choking on my own breath. Air blocks in my lungs, in my stomach. Then leaves me. Subtly. Eyebrows frown in a blink of time. My eyes, filled with a unique kind of light ㅡ the same which I witness, appearing in his. He's so close, I feel him stealing my soul. « I will protect you, Fuyuhiko. » A promise freed from any written fate ㅡ for a moment, I am human. I possess human will, human warmth. I am human just enough to be with him. Just to let him feel me. To be home for him.

« We ain't fit for this, Peko. This whole yakuza vengeance shit. » I swallow more breath as I hear him talking. His voice scratching his throat on the way to me. « We leave right now. We close accounts with my dad, then we fuckin disappear. I was never fit for this role anyway. I'm a coward, to the core. » He does not fully realize, cloudy mind ㅡ he is the only one left for his family. A duty is to be fulfilled, higher than mine, higher than anybody else's. I know better than my Master knows ㅡ you can not escape that bound. Some things are to be done, and we, what are we if not desolate pawns, my dear Fuyuhiko, what is our value in a greater scheme? What is the meaning of our life, if not to suffice the roles defined for us? Is it even possible to escape it ㅡ do we find salvation in what we feel?

« Let us dispose of the body first. » « Peko. Say you will run with me. Say it. » As I lose myself in sweet caressing his skin, My heart breaks in a million pieces. I would run with him forever. ...

« I will follow your orders, Young Master. »

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Ahhh ~ our wonderful lady finally realizes she actually WANTS to be with Fuyuhiko... it’s not a duty anymore... ahhh my shipper feels ~

I seriously hope this chapter did not disappoint you. Disjointed narration is soooo difficult when you want to describe lots and lots of details in your heart, like, Sato’s home, the terrible smell of blood, or how Fuyuhiko’s embrace felt like... ╰(▔∀▔)╯

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Next chapter hints: it’s going to be VERY complex, VERY abstract, VERY hard to read. Like a Picasso. It will leave a huuuuge space for opinions and interpretations. Two major characters will be starring the story as well. Someone you might love or hate... +__+

See you on chapter 4!!!

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