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fiendishfables · 9 months ago

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Hello! Can I plz request Lucifer (Hazbin Hotel) x reader where he meets the reader and is attracted to her but after he sees her transform into a beautiful Light Fury dragon (How To Train Your Dragon) he's like: they have to be mine.

pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x Female! Lightfury Shifter! Reader

summary: ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ ꜱᴛᴜᴄ�� ɪɴ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴇxᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴅᴀʏ; ᴡʜᴇɴ ʟᴜᴄɪꜰᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜɪꜱ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇʙᴜɪʟᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴍᴀɢᴇꜱ ꜱᴜꜰꜰᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ɢᴏᴏɴꜱ, ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ᴅᴀʏꜱ ɪɴ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ. ʜ�� ᴏɴʟʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀ ᴍᴀɢɴɪꜰɪᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ…

warnings: cursing, slight angst, fluff, Lucifer + reader are secretly in love and are complete dorks about it

words: 6k+

a/n: I saw this request and immediately got to work; I love HTTYD, so I hope you enjoy its inclusion in this fanfic. I was thinking about adding 1-2 more parts to this; just let me know in the replies if you guys even want a second part to this; wanna give y'all what you want. Thanks again, anon, for requesting this! ^_____^

A Dragon's Vow

(Part 1?)

Lucifer had been standing in the lobby of the Hazbin Hotel, speaking with his daughter, Charlie, when he first met you. He had come by the morning after extermination to check on her, as well as the other residents of her hotel (for whom he didn't particularly care for, in all honesty; especially not that Alastor fellow).

They had been speaking about renovations to the hotel after the events that took place prior and during the extermination. The hotel had suffered many damages to both its interior and exterior; damages that normally would take one a while to fix if they weren't in Hell. He promised Charlie his help with fixing whatever needed fixing.

And that's when he first saw you.

Everyone was gathered in the hotel lobby, residents and all. His eyes had begun scanning around all the potential bodies that would be helping with the reconstruction of his daughter's life-long dream of a project, when he had spotted a head of pure white hair in the group's mass. He squinted his eyes, as he couldn't remember seeing such a color that stood out as much as it did, but when he saw your face it was all over for him.

You were absolutely stunning.

Your hair had to have been a result of your transformation into the afterlife. He had never known any being to have such a pure color for hair while still being alive. At least, not naturally.

Your body, from what he could see, appeared to be dusted with white glitter markings, highlighting your already beautiful skin. The light coming through the broken windows of the hotel seemed to gravitate towards your figure, as if sensing the need to accentuate how unique your presence actually was.

In Lucifer's mind, it was almost like looking straight at an angel.

Only was he shaken from his thoughts when he finally noticed the pair of snapping fingers that had been in-front of his face for who knows how long. They belonged to his daughter.

"Dad!" Charlie exclaimed, continuing the snap of her fingers in-front of his eyes until he finally gathered his bearings with a blink, turning to look at her.

"Huh- oh, did you need something dear?" He asked, blinking his eyes slowly, like a toad who'd been sitting on a log all day without interaction. Charlie gave a sigh and put her hands together as she then tried again to reach her father with words.

"I said," She began, a smile creeping its way up onto her face, "Dad, I would like you to meet our newest resident to the Hotel! Her name is Y/N! And, Y/N, this is my dad, Lucifer!"

Then, "I just wanted to introduce you both since we will all be spending lots of time together, trying to rebuild the hotel! I want everyone to get along!"

It was just then that he had realized that you were now also standing in-front of him, alongside his daughter. Your beautifully colored eyes were pinning him under their gaze. Your sparkling skin looked even more enticing up close. It really made him wonder what sort of hybrid you must've been to be able to adorn such a naturally beautiful look. Your eyes had looked at Charlie with such a softness, before turning their now piercing daggers onto him.

Wait...did his daughter say...Y/N?

That had to be a coincidence, he was sure. Such a familiar name, it was just making him think of those he used to know.

Yet, the leap of his heart in his ribcage didn't fail to go unnoticed.

He wasn't given much time to delve deeper into his confused thoughts, because he was already being pushed slightly closer towards you, as a means to encourage him to introduce himself instead of just standing there like an oaf, he assumed was Charlie's idea behind it all.

A goofy grin overtook his face as he took a step forward on his own accord, without any help from his daughter. He was going to nail this 'introduction'. Or so he thought.

As he began the simple motion of extending his arm for a polite handshake, he was surprised to see that, once he re-opened his eyes after a blink, you were no longer standing in-front of him.

Rather, in your place now stood a white, glittery colored dragon, lips pulled back in a snarl, baring your teeth, snout wrinkling with the motion.

Lucifer hardly had any time to react, let alone back up, before you let out an earth-rumbling roar; the sound caused him to instinctively reach a hand up to steady his top hat atop his head, to make sure it wasn't blown off by the force of your bellowing sound. He shut his eyes against the harsh gust of wind that suddenly swept past his face following the noise; the complaints and confused murmurs of the other hotel residents were barely audible as he was the one experiencing this head-on. More to the face than head, but same thing for him.

Once the whirlwind of noise had stopped, he opened his eyes just in time to see you turn tail and flee, going up the main stairs and off to one side of the staircase, disappearing deeper into the hotel. No one went after you. He supposed from that reaction he got just from trying to shake your hand, that was what you most preferred.

In that moment, he realized that Charlie was once again trying to tell him something, but his eyes were still trained on the last spot you'd been.

"Heh...sorry, Dad." Charlie said, rubbing the back of her neck with her big, awkward smile that he knew so well; she got it from him. "I-I forgot to mention that she's still a bit skittish. She was pretty banged up when we first found her during extermination. I've noticed that she doesn't seem to want to be touched or even remotely looked at for too long, for that matter. I shouldn't have pushed her or you, I'm so sor-"

"Charlie, it's fine." Lucifer assured, finally turning his body towards his daughter as they talked, leaning on his cane nonchalantly. "New sinners always need time to warm up to things down here! I can...always say 'hi' later." He assured, giving her a big grin of his own.

His eyes found themselves instinctually looking back over at the stairs and railing, then down the dark hallway where you had disappeared deeper into the hotel. A soft glimmer lit his eyes.

So it was true. He had thought you looked a little familiar...maybe a bit too familiar when he first laid eyes on you. The white hair might have been what threw him off to start, but there was no mistaking it now. The Lightfury form was a dead giveaway for anyone who knew you personally.

It was you.

Y/N. His acquaintance; the person who had tried to help him rebel against God, prior to his falling. Always he had wondered what had happened to you, being his helper in his schemes, after he fell. What had God done to you? Were you punished as well? He had never known and still didn't, for that matter.

At the time he had hoped, even though it was selfish to wish and he knew it, that you too, would be cast from the clouds and bound to join him in the afterlife down in the various cities of Hell.

What he had gathered from your sudden appearance here, at his daughter's Hotel, told him that you were most likely still living in Heaven, and probably against your will. Whether you were still an angel or not, he didn't know.

All he knew was that you weren't where you were supposed to be.

But he was determined to find out why you were here, and how on Earth you were still managing to be as beautiful as the last day he laid eyes on you.

Whilst everyone else was out helping with fixing hotel damages, Lucifer had snuck back into the hotel; he was searching for you, to put it plainly. You had caught his interest earlier, and he just wanted to apologize to you for being so forward and making you uncomfortable enough to scurry away like you had. He was also terrified that he had already made a horrible impression on such a beautiful woman, which whom used to work right alongside him back when they both spent their days in Heaven. He had lost you once; he couldn't afford for that to happen again, especially not when he could help it.

He practically skipped up the stairs two at a time to the second floor of the hotel, as that was where he had watched you disappear an hour or so ago. He assumed that meant your room was somewhere nearby.

It surely didn't take him too long to find your room. The side of the door exposed to the hallway had some unique-looking, luminescent vines hanging down from the top of it; some tiny glowing crystal shards were embedded into the wood of the doorframe.

Lucifer stood outside that door for a good five minutes. He swallowed many times, as if trying to physically push the nerves back into his body.

What was he supposed to say? What should he do? How should he act? Would you even let him near you? Did you remember him at all? Did you...hate him?

He remembered receiving some pretty angry sounding letters from you when he fell from Heaven. Claiming to him about how the angels, as your side of the punishment, had started using you for tests to try and better understand your hybrid anatomy; forcing you into executing angels who refused to follow the rules with your plasma blasts. He had then sent a letter back, asking why they didn't cast you out like they did him. You told him it was because the angels deemed you 'too valuable' to just be thrown down into 'that wasteland', as they put it.

Lucifer shook his head. He was still stalling. You were just on the other side of this door, someone who he used to call his partner in crime; his friend. He sighed, straightened his outfit whilst taking a deep breath, then knocked a total of three times.

He waited patiently, tapping his foot outside the door silently, mentally willing for you to open the door and possibly (hopefully) greet him with open arms.

But like all the other things pertaining to your complicated relationship status, he knew that was amongst the many things that was very unlikely.

He raised his fist to knock again but there was no need. The door opened a crack. He stiffened in surprise, moving his head to peer into the small crack the sudden opening provided. A soft glow could be seen within the room but besides that, the interior was shrouded in darkness. Although you yourself had not physically come to the door to let him in, he took this as an invitation rather than a deterrent. Stepping inside, wincing at the small creak of the door on its hinges, he shut it behind him without so much as a sound.

Lucifer looked around, taking in the interior design of your room. The half shrouded in blacks and greys looked like any of the other hotel rooms. It held a fancy, well-kept king sized bed; a nicely crafted wooden desk with a chair, a small carpet under it additionally to avoid scratching the floors; a large dresser; a decent sized standing mirror beside the bed; a small nightstand on either side of said bed.

The other half of your room was a totally different story completely.

And he had to admit, it was pretty amazing.

The second half was an expanse of forest-like figures. It held high rocks that seemed to stretch to the endless ceiling of the room, while the original half of your room had a short-stopped ceiling just high enough for five-star comfort. Said rocks held many various colored crystals on them, each which glowed a slightly different color than its neighbor, each bearing that welcoming yet cautioning signal to any beholder.

The wooden floor gave way to a grassy texture; the grass was glowing lightly, looking more like an expansive patch of algae rather than everyday grass. He could tell it was most likely very soft though, as it swayed lightly, subtly, as if a draft were coming through from somewhere not visible to the naked eye. There was even a little pond in the distance he could see!

As he thought to himself more and more, he realized that he did know what this stuff was. Landscape one would see in The Hidden World. In your Heaven days, the both of you would sit around for hours and swap stories with one another, going all the way back to the times when you were alive and what life was like for you. You always spoke to him about The Hidden World; the homeland and birthplace of all the dragons of your kind. From what you had told him about it, he had deemed it pretty amazing in his mind. He remembered you speaking about the glowing necessities, the luminescent markings on dragons, the crystals you sometimes liked to collect, and the overall peaceful atmosphere. He was able to get a general image in his mind of all the things pertaining to the homeland that you mentioned; looking at this area of your room now, he told himself it was probably safe to assume that this whole area was a resemblance of where you come from. He felt as if he could almost puff his chest out in pride for remembering something so important to you. Of course, he had to stay humble now if he wanted any chance of getting you to talk with him once again; maybe not like old times, but a greeting would be nice, surely.

You had said that The Hidden World was truly a place that you felt peace for the first time in your life whilst you were alive. Then you had proceeded to tell him after that, that he now provided that same feeling for you. That sense of safety. Security. Belonging.

As he made his way across the normal part of the room to get to the additional beauty, that's when he noticed you there. You were, hanging from a bare tree by the tail, it looked like. Your beautiful, white wings were wrapped around yourself except for a tiny crack in their merging.

And in this crack between your wings, was a thin-slitted pupiled eye staring straight at him.

The sight caused him to freeze in his tracks, with one foot now in the glowing, algae-like grass. He gave a nervous smile your way, which only caused you to narrow said eye further and uncurl your wings. Like the most skilled acrobatic, he watched as you unfurled your long, slender dragon body; walking along the branch, you then jumped down to the grass below.

Your eyes were still slits as you approached him now, slowly, cautiously. Almost as if he were the prey and you the predator. Honestly, that's how Lucifer felt right now.

But then, instead of pouncing, you just stopped and stared at him. Your long, elegant tail lashed slowly, barley touching the grass as it swayed freely, yet with a controlled fashion. Eyes still narrowed, you let out a snort of annoyance, rolling your eyes, before tossing your head in an irritated gesture and finally coming to sit on the grass, still a ways away from him.

"...You're ruining my grass..." You huffed, narrowed eyes taking him in, raking over him as if you could pick him up and toss him out of your proximity with just a gaze.

He blinked at your dragon form, confused. Then he looked down, seeing how one of his shoes was sunken slightly into the delicate, glowing grass. He gave a sheepish smile, quickly removing his foot and placing it back on the hardwood, rubbing his neck with a nervous chuckle. Although he knew there was a human soul beneath the dragon you were currently transformed into, he also knew that you could probably reach him in a faster time than he could scream. So, he wanted to try and keep you happy, especially if it meant you would keep talking to him, even if in a condescending tone. And especially since he didn't know your current feelings towards him.

"Sorry, I-"

"Save it. I don't want to hear your excuses, Lucifer. Don't you think you've given enough of those already these past hundred years?"

He looked up at you, eyes shining with a little bit of hurt. That might be the first time you had ever used his full name since he first met you. He was so used to you calling him Luci.

Lucifer just...didn't sound right. Not coming from you.

"I-"

"Then, you come in here and trample my grass; the same grass of my homeland; the grass my ancestors before me walked on!"

"I-its just grass, darling-"

Your head snapped in his direction quite violently due to the nickname and his response. Your body stood up on its own accord and began slowly stalking over to him.

"Just...grass? Just GRASS?! I was born on said grass-"

You continued walking towards him, pupils back to those dangerous slits that signaled your current emotional state; upset and angry. You kept rambling to him about the grass and its importance to your true home. You got so close to him to the point that he had to start taking steps backward, until there was no room left to do so. He was at the door to your room, back pressed roughly to it as your dragon form prowled closer to him, flat snout right in-front of his face; he could practically feel the hot air being emitted from your nostrils. By this time, you were nearing the end of your rant.

"and at the end of the day-" You let out a hiss, baring your teeth. "...it really is just grass."

Your face relaxed almost immediately. Your wrinkled snout became smooth again, the luminescent glows from the vines on the door making it sparkle lightly. Your bared teeth dropped their snarl, turning your dragon lips into a sly smirk. You turned tail and lazily sauntered back to the grassy expanse of glowing vegetation. Doing a few circles in one spot you then decided to lay down on your side, eyes never leaving his. Almost as if you were taunting him to draw nearer.

"I- oh. Wait, what? W-What-"

Lucifer sighed and awkwardly leaned on his cane, rubbing his temples. He knew you to be intimidating back then but holy shit, now? Now thinking about it, he never really had experienced your fury head on before. He hoped he never had to.

Seemingly sensing his hesitation, you sighed.

"Oh for fucks sake, Lucifer. I was kidding. You of all people should know how dramatic I like to be."

Seeing as he still didn't move a muscle, as if wanting to respect your personal space and not get any closer if you really didn't want him to, your cylinder-shaped ears flattened against your head, an almost worried look overtaking your features.

As if he didn't believe you were real.

"Am I really that scary?"

As soon as that question left your lips, he was by your side. Having teleported, it made you jump a little when he so suddenly appeared by your side on the grass, sitting cross-legged.

You let your muscles relax once again, letting out a silent breath. You offered him a toothy, cute dragon smile. He gave you his big, signature grin right back.

"No, no, no. You're one of the most beautiful dragons I have ever seen! Absolutely no one can compare to your beauty, light one!"

With the way he spoke, as if he was presenting a speech, it made you let out a huff and a snort, which was also the dragon equivalent of a laugh in most cases. It also made your heart thump rapidly in your chest, hearing him use the nickname he often used for you back when you both resided above the clouds together.

Light one.

You figured it was only fair to change back into your human body, since it had been so long since you had seen one another in person, that he deserved to talk with you face-to-face and not to the face of a dragon, no matter how much he claimed you were beautiful both ways.

In a span of seconds, there was no longer a large dragon sitting beside Lucifer in the grass, but rather another individual, just as himself. Your legs were crossed just as his were, mimicking his body language. The two of you sat in silence for a long while, although throughout it all you could feel his eyes on you. With how quick he was to reassure you of your beauty, you knew he must be dying to ask you a bunch of questions; catch up on all that you had missed of one another's life since his falling and sparse letters in between.

You sighed and folded your hands in your lap, looking at your soft, glitter-dusted skin. It was hard to think of things to say when you really need not say anything at all. The silence, for you at least, said all that words could not and so much more beyond that limitation.

"Look, Luci, I-"

A sudden force knocked you onto your side, arms wrapping around you in the span of a second, squeezing you tightly. You yelped in surprise, although it was quite obvious the only person it could be.

"Oh my goodness, it really is you!" Lucifer exclaimed happily, eyes shut tight as he buried his face into your neck as your hug proceeded. "I knew it! Oh, I knew it as soon as you transformed back in the lobby- when you called me Luci just now. Oh my gosh, it really is you!"

He sounded exactly like a little kid might on Christmas, just getting their first train set, with many more to come after that within the following years. Alongside that excitement usually followed laughter, and oh was that universal sound flowing in the room at this moment.

You were both hugging and laughing to your hearts content after you had gotten over the initial shock of him bowling you over. For a little man, he surely had strength, that was for certain. Yet you knew best that he was not to be underestimated.

"Shit- yes, yes, it's me, I promise! I know the looks a bit new, but its me!" You said, trying to speak coherently through his own rambling and excitement of having finally found his friend after so long. The person who had been by his side through all his rights and wrongs whilst in Heaven. His wingwoman. His ride or die.

The person whom he had loved since first glance, but was too much of a coward to ever admit it. He always knew you deserved better.

"I-I'm sorry, I just...I can't believe you're really here! After...after all this time. Oh, Y/N...how I've missed you..."

Lucifers voice had dropped to a whisper at this point. You had to strain your ears to hear him, but made sure you did. You always heard him, whether he thought so or not.

"I've missed you too, Luci...really. I'm so sorry we got separated. I should've fought harder for your safety, I should've tried harder to convince the council, I-"

A finger found its way to your lips, shushing you with one, quick motion.

"Stop. Just...stop." Lucifer said, brows furrowed, a sad look overtaking his features as he sighed, eyes closed. "It was my fault for even convincing you to help me in the first place. I should've just kept you out of it."

He sniffled softly, turning his body away from yours a bit, not wanting you to see how emotional he was getting. He could still remember the way you cried his name as you got a front-row seat to watching him fall, courtesy of Adam.

Adam. That son of a bitch. He could only imagine the cruel and unusual punishments the sadistic man had thrown at you in return for helping the Devil himself (although he hadn't had that role back then just yet).

"What have they done to you...you know, since I left? They knew we had a good connection. I can only imagine the things they did to you as a result of helping me. I know you said they refuse to kill you or cast you out..." He muttered, now having his knees up to his chest, his chin resting on top of them.

You frowned, mainly in pity for him, watching him seem to curl up into himself like this. You had been thinking about all the ways the separation had been hurting you all these years, but now you had come to realize that you hadn't done much thinking about how it was affecting Lucifer. You figured that, since his fall, he had been doing just dandy down in Hell with his wife, Lilith. God, you hated that woman, or at least you had when they had decided to cast Lilith down into Hell with Lucifer instead of you. Many nights you had cried yourself to sleep, wishing so desperately that you could be down in this wasteland with him, comforting him about the recent events. You knew Lilith most likely wasn't doing it, and even if she was, you knew you could do better. He was your truest friend. You knew him both inside and out. Better than anyone.

"Its not of importance what they did and still do to me, Luci-"

"Yes it is! It's very important!" He burst out, making you raise an eyebrow. "It was supposed to be my job to protect you from any harm that came our way, remember? Remember what I said? I-I promised to always protect you from danger, to keep you safe, and I couldn't even do that without messing up!"

He threw his hands up, exasperated, using a gloved hand to cover his eyes and rub them. You gave him a soft, sad smile, one you were not sure if he saw, but knew he could sense. He was being way too hard on himself, you knew.

You had made the choice to help him, and wouldn't change a thing about that decision.

"Lucifer..." You spoke lightly, as if speaking to a scared animal. In a way, you were. "None of what happened to me is your fault. None of what is still happening to me is your fault. If someone has to take the fault, it should be me. I knew what I was potentially getting myself into when I agreed to help you. Those possible consequences never mattered to me."

You had to look away from him for a split second, some tears falling from your eyes as you blinked, then onto the lush grass beneath both your bodies. A deep breath inflated your chest before you allowed yourself to continue talking.

"All that ever mattered to me..." You began again, voice shaky as you maintained your composure, "...was the fact that I was getting to help my closest friend. The first person in Heaven who welcomed me, took me in with open wings. The first person to ever hug me. The first person to show me how unique and special I was, as well as my abilities and hybrid form. The first person who...didn't look at me like I was some sort of monster, due to the fact that I could transform into a dragon."

This seemed to shock him, for he raised his head to stare at you once again, cheeks lightly tear stained.

"People thought you a monster?" He asked, eyes wide and confused. "Why? H-How-"

You shrugged and picked at the grass beneath you with a finger.

"People tend to be scared of the things they don't understand, Luci. Things they've never seen before, such as a hybrid like myself. Even angels get scared sometimes, believe it or not."

Lucifer was at a loss for words. The angels had seen you as a monster when you first appeared at their gates? Someone as beautiful, majestic, and powerful as you? He truly couldn't believe that. He made a silent promise to himself in that very moment to give Adam a little extra punch for treating you like that upon your first visit to Heaven. You had never told him, either. Or, at least you hadn't had the time to before he fell.

"Apparently." Lucifer grumbled, whilst rolling his eyes. "Damn idiots never know what the hell they're talking about..."

At this, you raised both your eyebrows, and couldn't help the small giggle that left your lips at his protective nature. After all of this time not seeing one another, he was still as protective over you as the first day you met. It was refreshing to see that some things really never did change when it came to the King of Hell. Since the day he became so.

He perked up as you began to giggle, a shot of red flashing across his features from embarrassment. Then, despite himself, he too began to chuckle.

The steady rhythm of his heart made itself well known in his ears as the two of you continued to laugh together, just like old times in the clouds.

Although when you were together it felt like no time had passed at all, you both were aware that that was far from the truth.

You had some catching up to do.

The hellish sun beat down on the Hazbin Hotel. All the other residents, including Charlie, were outside helping to rebuild and design a new look for the previously destroyed hotel.

You and Lucifer had finally come out from your room after chatting it up for what had to have been over an hour. It was nice, now knowing the truth behind some of the things that had happened to him, and you were sure he felt the same about the things pertaining to you. He had promised you he would deliver quite the ruthless punch to Adam's groin when he saw him next, due to the things he had put you through after his falling. This had made you roll your eyes, but the idea wasn't dismissed. You'd allow it. Maybe even a couple times. Especially if it meant you got to see Lucifer happy.

Now, both of you were currently outside with everyone else, helping to rebuild the structure of his daughters hotel. You were in the form of your Lightfury, whilst Lucifer was standing proudly on your back as you flew laps around the perimeter of the hotel, giving him range to shoot blasts of magic, where building parts would then materialize before ones eyes.

You craned your neck around to look at the little man on your back, who was already looking down at you, smiling like the dork you knew him to be. This was almost like the perfect moment, especially after the deep conversation you both had back in the hotel room-

"DAD! No riding my residents, please! I'm glad you're making friends though! Proud of you! I just don't think we have the insurance to cover an injury yet!"

Charlie's voice cut through the atmosphere like a knife, causing both of you to startle and look down at her. She had a finger pointed up at you both, an adoring smile on her face; following it were the rest of the residents eyes. You both were now the spotlight of attention.

Your smooth-skinned dragon face had a bit of a red tint to it now because of the princess's words, and you didn't even have to look at Lucifer to be able to say that he looked the same. His daughter didn't even know how deep the history went between you both; she didn't even know you two knew one another prior to this. Nor did she really need to know. It could be you and Lucifers little secret. Something just for the two of you.

You snorted at her words, managing to screw your face into an extremely unamused expression quick enough to hide the blush, making sure to keep flapping your wings so you wouldn't falter in your hovering.

"Dear, you may just find yourself jealous because I have a dragon and you lack one! You see this beauty? Extraordinary! Such a great species too, infact-"

You managed to look even more annoyed than you felt, as Lucifer continued to take it upon himself to deliver a little speech on your back whilst you were just hovering there, explaining his good fortune to have found a friend in you once again and now being able to get free rides. But, no one seemed to tell him that you were the one steering this ship.

In the span of a millisecond, you had tipped your body to the side, sending him sliding off your back and plummeting towards the ground, following with him yelping in both surprise and momentary fear. You snorted in amusement and instantly tucked your wings and went into a dive, following right after him.

The wind whistled past your sensitive ears as you were now falling right beside him. You looked at him with your wide, cat-like eyes, a curious coo escaping your throat as he just smirked at you, putting his hands behind his head as you both fell through the air, as if in some sort of movie. You then narrowed your sharp eyes and struck him playfully in the chest with a paw, sending him spinning off balance and crashing into some nearby bushes.

Quick to steady yourself, you quickly turned around midair and swooped just low enough to snag Charlie from off the ground, holding her in your arms, before letting her climb onto your back and sitting comfortably. Her smile was wide and cheerful, making you laugh as you shot back up into the air.

"Woo-hoo!" Charlie hollered, holding onto your neck by wrapping both her arms around its thick expanse as you warbled in response, showing off your toothy dragon grin as you flapped your wings vigorously, taking both you and the daughter of Hell off into the surrounding city.

Lucifer sat up in the mas of bushes, spitting out some leaves and rubbing the side of his head. He could've used his wings to slow his fall but he figured if it made you smile, he would get a little banged up. He still had that same grin plastered to his face.

He couldn't even be annoyed as he picked off thorns from his suit and top hat, watching with a soft sparkle in his eyes as his two favorite girls flew away together into the sunset.

Upon Charlie finding and helping you on extermination day, which had been only yesterday, you had now become an official resident of the Hotel. You kept telling yourself it was temporary until you were able to go back up to Heaven, but the more time you spent under the clouds and the feet of those still alive and walking, the more you came to realize that this place felt more like a home than the one you came from originally.

Lucifer had promised to wait for you in Hell after he fell, even for all eternity if that's how long it took for your pure soul to deserve damnation.

In return, you had promised never to truly leave him. To never abandon. To never relinquish your connection. And you would hold that promise, through and through.

It was your vow.

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a-dauntless-daffodil · 3 months ago

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I remember reading someone say that they hope Seviathan ISN’T a jerk and if/when he comes to the hotel, he actually wants to help Charlie in her mission of redemption…then ends up with a crush on Vaggie, lol.

Mate, how funny would that be? 😂😂😂 You’re here to genuinely help your ex, then end up falling for her girlfriend. While it isn’t socially acceptable or appropriate, I think it’s cute. I guess Vags has that sort of affect on people.

oh man, if we go the absolute CHAD route for Sevi WHILE imagining him getting a crush on Vaggie... like, dude meets scary lady, doesn't notice how scary his EX gets over him staring at HER girlfriend, and maybe it's time for Sev to have some personal epiphanies?

Seviathan: "Knock knock? Yo Charles-a-lot! This really your hotel?"

Angel Dust: "Oh heyyy, look what the undead boy band dragged in..."

Husk: (snorts)

Charlie: "Sev? SEV! Holy shit what are you doing here!?"

Angel Dust: "Wait a sec, Sev? As in-"

Husk: "Oh shit."

Angel Dust: "Ex boyfriend on the hotel premises oh this is gonna get INTERESTIN'. Bet on how quick he gets maimed?"

Husk: "Fuck no. She'd kill us too."

Angel Dust: "Sigh... S'pose so. Spoil sport spear bitch..."

Seviathan: "I heard about your thing! Figured you could use a hand with the whole... uh... Sinner pet project obsession."

Charlie: "But Isn't there a game on right now-"

Seviathan: "Nah, everything's blocked out by replays of your little slap fight with heaven. Which I totally could've helped with too, if you'd given me a heads up first."

Charlie: "I did call? I said goodbye in case I died and-"

Seviathan: "Didn't hear it. You know I don't check voice mail. Everyone's always blowing up my inbox trying to to hit me up."

Angel Dust: "Oh my fucking gay."

Husk: "Would you hit that?"

Angel Dust: "If I did ya'd have to shoot me afterwards."

Seviathan: "Anyway, that's how I found out you'd actually went ahead and tried this thing out for real! And made a real mess of it. You totally cut off the final quarter of the best game of the year with all that live coverage."

Charlie: "Sorry, sorry- we REALLY didn't have say in the timing on that-"

Husk: "No shit."

Seviathan: "Eh. The team's played like shit anyway ever since I left."

Charlie: "Didn't you get kicked off for hogging the ball-"

Angel Dust: "Shocker."

Husk: "Never would have fucking guessed."

Seviathan: "Not dropping the ball isn't the same as hogging it and I never drop the ball on anything. You sure have though!"

Charlie: "I have? Where? Or er with what??"

Seviathan: "This hotel lobby for a start. Where's the billiards table!"

Charlie: "Ohhh. We don't have one."

Seviathan: "Why the hell not???"

Charlie: "No one's asked?"

Seviathan: "Well what the fuck does everyone here DO all day long? You've got actual people staying here, right? You're not still playing pretend hostess to stuffed animals and stuff?"

Angel Dust: "I kinda hope Vaggisaurus kills him."

Husk: "Don't get your hopes up. You know she's whipped and Charlie's a fucking sweetheart."

Angel Dust: "A bestie can dream..."

Charlie: "No I am NOT playing pretend hostess, thanks for mentioning it by the way, in public, in front of my friends- and yes we DO have guests at the hotel! Some of them here of their own free will even!"

Husk: "Not it."

Angel Dust: "Bullshit."

Charlie: "They have lots of fun activity time too! Even when we're not doing talk circles!"

Seviathan: "Uh huh."

Charlie: "Yes! Mostly we all like watching TV- well almost all of us- or listening to the radio to pass the time, or hanging out chatting, or reading-"

Seviathan: "So they're pussies."

Husk: "Hey."

Angel Dust: "Down, pussycat~"

Husk: (HISS)

Charlie: "They are NOT-"

Angel Dust: "Speakin' of pussy...."

Seviathan: "Yeah we're talking about you, what about it? Anyway."

Seviathan: (puts hand on charlie's arm)

Angel Dust: "Here it comes-"

Seviathan: "I've been thinking about us lately, and-" (spear thuds next to his head) "-SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT?!?!"

Husk: "Damn. She missed."

Angel Dust: "Just an openin' shot, Mr. Whiskers." (rubs all four hands together) "Oh this is gonna be goooood~"

Charlie: "Vaggie!" (BEAMING) "I thought we talked about this?"

Vaggie: (swoops down) "He's not a gust yet, babe, so I can greet him spear first if I want to."

Charlie: "Sev's my ex boyfriend though!"

Vaggie: "I know."

Vaggie: (yanks spear out of wall and holds it under his throat) "What the fuck are you doing here."

Seviathan: "I, uhh- is, is that angelic steel..?"

Charlie: (laughing) "Vaggieeee. You're scaring him~"

Angel Dust: "An' turnin' her on."

Husk: (elbows him)

Vaggie: "We said hotel security would be my thing until the threat of random asshole angel attacks went down, remember hun? This is my day job."

Charlie: "I never said I was complaining! Juuuust commentating!"

Vaggie: "Alright then."

Vaggie: (backs Seviathan against wall with her spear)

Vaggie: "Talk. Now."

Seviathan: (swallows hard) "I'm swinging by to help Charlie with the hotel thing-"

Vaggie: "Why."

Seviathan: "She used to be my girl, a guy's got a responsibility-"

Vaggie: "Did she ask you to."

Seviathan: "No? She, she doesn't have to-"

Vaggie: "Did you ask her if you could help."

Seviathan: "It's no trouble, I don't mind a little extra work-"

Vaggie: "Are you here to ask for a room in our hotel."

Seviathan: "In this place? Fuck no, you should see the digs I have, I've got a-"

Vaggie: "So you're trespassing."

Angel Dust: "Ohhh!"

Seviathan: "I'm wha-"

Husk: "Fucking screwed."

Vaggie: "You came here just to swan all over her hard work and stroke your own ego, is what I'm hearing."

Seviathan: "Hey girl, I'm here to he-ULP-!"

Vaggie: "Shut up." (over shoulder) "Charlie?"

Charlie: "Mm....wellllll... Since he's already here, as long he really does help, I'm fine with it. He's harmless. He'd just... um..."

Husk: "A fuckhead."

Angel Dust: "Don't take my fav word in vain, baby."

Charlie: "He's my ex for a reason."

Husk: "Fuck you."

Angel Dust: "Much better."

Vaggie: "He's your ex for an annoying reason, or for being an actual jerk who's earned getting kicked out on his ass for once in his life kinda reason, sweetie?"

Nifty: (popping up from floorboards) "Is he a BAAAAD BOYYYY~?"

Seviathan: "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAt-"

Vaggie: "What part of shut up there's a spear at your throat don't you get."

Seviathan: (jaw clicks shut)

Charlie: "Nope! He's not a boy boy! Just annoying! Mostly."

Nifty: "DAMN IT."

Angel Dust: "How's the huntin' goin' today, Nif?"

Nifty: (pouts) "The last baby bug got away... I hadn't even finished ripping it's little legs off while the mother bug watched it squirm..." (slinks back under floor)

Everyone else: "....."

Charlie: "... so! (claps hands)

Charlie: "Sev, if you really wanna help out that's fine, we're still finishing up the last touches on the new hotel if you feel like doing a little paint work and furniture moving!"

Seviathan: "....."

Charlie: "Sev?"

Seviathan: "..."

Angel Dust: "Think we broke him."

Husk: "I think it's the fucking spear pressed up against his fucking windpipe."

Charlie: "Oh! Whoops. Vaggie, please?"

Vaggie: ".... fiiiine."

Vaggie: (steps back) (wipes spear on nearby curtains) "Answer her."

Seviathan: (staring) "What's your name?"

Vaggie: "Hotel manager. Answer her."

Seviathan: "Charlie-" (still staring at vaggie) "-I would LOVE to help set up your pet sinner terrarium thing!"

Vaggie: "Our WHAT."

Husk & Angel Dust: "Hey!"

Charlie: "It's a hotel, Sev."

Seviathan: "Uh huh yeah sure, that thing!"

Vaggie: (lifts spear)

Charlie: (gently pushes gf spear back down) "Oh I'm going to regret this... ok. Let's, get you some gloves and stuff."

Seviathan: "Alright!" (holds hand up to vaggie) "Give me some skin!"

Vaggie: "...." (lifts spear again)

Charlie: "Excuse us Sev just ONE moment!"

Charlie: (pulls gf safe distance away)

Charlie: "Vaggie..? You okay?"

Vaggie: "Fine."

Charlie: "You're eye's, um. Twitching." (tenderly brushes fringe away from gf's eye) "Are you okay with this? He doesn't have to stay."

Vaggie: "No. It's fine." (sighs) "I want to be okay with it."

Charlie: "It's okay if you're not!"

Vaggie: "I will be, sweetie. Just give me a minute." (leans up for kiss) "But. I need to go do a Niffty and stab something. Really hard. Right now. And if I stay here one minute more, it's gonna be him."

Charlie: "Okay." (giggles) "Have fun stabbing things that aren't my ex?"

Vaggie: "I'll try to."

Seviathan: "Oh hey I'm awesome at stabbing! And the thrusting!"

Angel Dust: "PLEASE stick around, toots."

Husk: (mumbling) "Please fucking stick him."

Seviathan: "Long hard things are totally my thing, I could give you a few pointers on handling them no problem!"

Vaggie: "No."

Seviathan: "Oh come on, how about a hands on demonstration-"

Vaggie: (at charlie) "Keep him away from the kitchen knifes. He looks like he'd stab himself showing off and make a mess."

Charlie: "Heheh~ I'll try to."

Vaggie: "Good luck with that babe." (smooches her) (flies off to go stab)

Seviathan: "...."

Seviathan: "She single?"

Charlie: "She- NO? She is not??"

Angel Dust: (whisper hissing) "Is he blind? Didn't they just kiss???"

Seviathan: "We'll she's gonna be single soon, but not for long."

Husk: "He's dead."

Demon Charlie: "Her girlfriend is ME, Seviathan."

Seviathan: "Girlfriend? So she's-"

Demon Charlie: "VERY VERY GAY and TAKEN, YES."

Seviathan: "Wait, with you? Seriously??"

Demon Charlie: "Yes. Me. For s e v e r a l. Happy. Years."

Husk: (lifts bottle) "Cheers motherfuckers."

Seviathan: "Ohhh, so all that making out with you she did, it wasn't just her flirting with m-"

Angel Dust: "Holy. Fuck."

Demon Charlie: "SHE WASN't FLIRTING WITH YOU! SHE LOVES ME- SHE WANTS TO KILL YOU!!!"

Seviathan: "I'd let her, to be honest. She's hot."

Husk: "Let her?"

Angel Dust: "Dude."

Husk: "The fuck does he mean, let her? He wouldn't have a fucking choice-"

Demon Charlie: "On second thought maybe you SHOULD'NT help out with the hotel, actually!"

Demon Charlie: (grabbing him by scruff of the neck and marching towards door) "It was VERY nice of you to drop by, PLEASE go have a good rest of your life, you'll probably have a LONGER one if you live it away from here!"

Seviathan: "Aww Charlie, getting nervous over having competition?"

Husk: (spits out drink)

Demon Charlie: "You are SOOOOOO not competition! You might end up being another hotel fatality though!"

Angel Dust: "Bet on which of 'em kills him first?"

Husk: "Shut up I'm trying to listen."

Seviathan: "I just think a woman like that should have her pick from the best hell can offer!"

Demon Charlie: "I'm the princess of hell???"

Seviathan: "Sure, but you hardly ever act like it."

Demon Charlie: "I...! She, she doesn't mind me being like me. She-"

Seviathan: "What, a commanding woman like that is fine with a spineless partner? No offence. But come on."

Angel Dust: "Alright, now I'm gonna kill him."

Husk: "Let her do it herself."

Angel Dust: "Hmph!"

Seviathan: "She's never asked you to try being more of an actual princess sometimes?"

Demon Charlie: "No, she... Not like, not like that..."

Seviathan: "Not like that, huh?"

Demon Charlie: "No." (yanks open door) "And our relationship has NOTHING to do with you."

Seviathan: (grabbing doorframe) "But you know it could."

Demon Charlie: "NO IT WON'T. COULDN'T! WILL NOT, EVER!!!!"

Seviathan: "So why're you throwing me out of your silly hotel thing, then?"

Demon Charlie: "....."

Seviathan: "Scaaaared...?"

Demon Charlie: (drops him) (shuts door) "I trust her."

Seviathan: "Said like no one who ever got dumped so their girl could be with me."

Demon Charlie: "I trust her not to ACTUALLY kill you, I mean."

Seviathan: "Fuck I hope she tries... Maybe I'll let her pin me again."

Husk: (SNORTS) "'Let her'..."

Angel Dust: "He's gonna earn a fucking Darwin award at this rate."

Seviathan: (dusting ash off himself) "Kinda impressed you got all demon-ed so fast for this though. That's new!"

Charlie: "I've told you, it only happens when I'm PISSED. OFF."

Angel Dust: "YEAH DOLLFACE GET HIS ASS!"

Seviathan: "I know but like, it used to take a lot to get you all riled up. I hardly ever got to see you like this in bed even. Maybe if it'd been easier we'd still be a thing?"

Charlie: "You know I realllly really doubt it since I dumped YOU."

Husk: "HA!"

Angel Dust: "WOOOOO! BURRRRRN!"

Charlie: "And I dumped you partly BECAUSE you kept trying to 'rile me up' so you could try having sexy scary demon sex with me!"

Angel Dust: "OHHHHH!!!!"

Charlie: "Not that you ever even DID!"

Husk: "Fuck yes."

Charlie: "Because I always had waaaaay more fun sleeping on the COUCH!"

Husk & Angel Dust: (high five)

Seviathan: "...."

Seviathan: "So that's a no to having a threesome with us once I'm dating your soon to be ex girlfriend, huh?"

Demon Charlie: "SEV-"

Charlie: (deep breath)

Charlie: "... why do you even think you like her, Seviathan? You don't know her. She doesn't like you. You don't even know her name."

Seviathan: "She's hot."

Charlie: "Can We Try To Be More Specific, Please."

Seviathan: "I don't know? It was cute how she tried bullying me against a wall like that. All snapping orders like she was some kinda drill sergeant, or like a hot coach lady, treating me like some kinda bug crawling by her shoe- Who doesn't think that's hot?"

Charlie: "...."

Charlie: "Ohhhh."

Angel Dust: "Oh FUCK!"

Husk: (laughing) "The motherfucking alpha man-"

Angel Dust: "He's a fucking sub!!!!"

Seviathan: "What, like the sandwich? Shit. Are my pants fitting too tight again-"

Charlie: "Angel Dust."

Angel Dust: "Yesssss oh fearless leader...?

Charlie: (covers eyes) (turns) (escapes)

Charlie: "He's all yours."

Seviathan: "Whoa wait, where're you going-"

Charlie: "I'm gonna go surprise MY longtime girlfriend with kisses!"

Seviathan: "Hold on don't leave me with these two! Charlie!?"

Charlie: (already gone)

Seviathan: "For fuck's sake then I'm outta here too! I didn't come here to hang out with lame guys-"

Angel Dust: "Oh my little baby boy."

Angel Dust: (grins) (leans in) ".....how's the idea of a woman standin' over you with a whip make ya feel?"

Seviathan: "Good?"

Angel Dust: "Mm-hmm. An' if ya was wearing a collar?"

Seviathan: "..." (takes off hat) (holds it over crotch)

Husk: "Great. Another horrible memory to drown away with booze." (swigs)

Angel Dust: (draping arm around seviathan) "C'mon, let's find ya a dom who WON'T for real rail you with her spear~"

Seviathan: "Oh whoa."

Husk: "Oh fucking save me booze..." (down in one)

Niffty: (sobbing under floorboards)

Husk: "What the fuck? What's wrong with you?"

Niffty: "Th-the bad boys..." (sniffling) "... why are so many of them turning out LAME? Even the king of HELL asked me if I was OKAY when he stepped out his door in his ducky slippers and found me lying in front of it like a rug! WHAT IS WRONG WITH BAD MEN THESE DAYS!?"

Husk: "...."

Husk: "Here."

Husk: (hands down drink)

Niffty: (hands popping out to grabby grabby) "IT'S SO SAAAAAD HUSK!" (snatches) (gulps) (gulps) (faint thump and snoring)

Husk: "I can't fucking believe I risked my fucking life for this place."

Husk: (smiles anyway)

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #vaggie #chaggie #angel dust hazbin hotel #husk hazbin hotel #niffty hazbin hotel #incorrect quotes #silly nonsese #somehow charlie's ex survives to live another day

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two-red-lungs · 1 year ago

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The Kids Are Alright (Eddie Munson)

Your first date with Eddie Munson is fine, as far as first dates go. You get pizza together: meet awkwardly outside the door at 7pm, hands sweaty, exchanging nervous, butterfly-riddled smiles. You eat. He can't stop moving in his seat opposite you, tapping his hands on the sticky enamel tabletop. He looks at you with big brown eyes. Wary, at first, then as the night goes on and it becomes clear this isn't some string-along joke, or a prank, with boyish glee.

But the second date is the one that really shines.

Eddie, in all his intellectual glory, takes you to the Dollar Tree.

It's late, again, and the D in the logo flickers in and out of existence. The air inside smells like cheap plastic, dust, and the urban sprawl of capitalism. This is a place that's usually... dead. A pathetic sort of dead, where dreams come to die, the cashier looks about five seconds from falling asleep, agonizingly boring elevator music plays over tinny speakers, and Hawaiian themed teacups are on sale for ninety-nine cents.

You think god, what the hell are we even doing here? This is hardly a dinner date, or the bowling alley, or makeout point, or any of the usual dates your friends always bragged so cooling about. But then Eddie looks at you over his shoulder, spins on his heel, and throws his arms wide. His outfit jingles.

"Welcome," he says with a glint in his dark eyes, "to the goddamn kingdom of imagination."

You should leave. God knows to anyone else at school this date could sound like a horror story, an uncouth, uncool, unladylike disaster. But there's something in those eyes. Something vibrant and alive and real. So instead of leaving you think, okay. Why not.

Best decision of your life.

He knows this place by heart, every white-tiled aisle under the buzzing fluorescents. And he's funny, too: you didn't expect him to be so funny. As you both slowly amble and push your squeaky-wheeled cart he picks up random shit, talking as he fiddles.

A fuzzy caterpillar cat toy becomes his moustache. He wraps a crinkled paper streamer around his neck like a boa and faints dramatically against some of the shelves. He scurries to the aisle next to you and pretends to walk down a staircase, disappearing from view: when his moppish head pops back up again, his wild hair flounces.

Huh. He smiles like the sun.

Eddie asks about everything possible, and god, under his stoner slang he's whip fucking smart. You crack a joke or a sarcastic reference and he smoothly returns it with equal emphasis, two tennis players on the court.

You check out picture frames. Eddie suggests throwing a little spraypaint on it, a little silver paint to light the edges, some weathering with sandpaper, and suddenly you've got yourself some primo decor.

"You like to paint?" You ask him, standing in the aisle, holding the shitty wooden frame. He's looking over your shoulder. You can feel his body heat, this close.

"I'm a big believer in, uh. Creativity, y'know?" His smile is big, toothy. Still nervous. Like as extroverted as he is, as big as his personality could be, the sting of a scoff or a sneer could still hurt.

You tell him that's cool. Something in his eyes softens.

God, you don't know how many hours you spend in that place, just talking and touching shit and discussing potential DIY projects and cool ideas. You talk comics, and music, and Hawkins social politics. He tells you about Tolkien. You tell him about David Brin. He likes David Murray, you like Siouxie Sioux. You both agree the autumn leaves this time of year make the Hawkins High look like its roof is on fire (and god, if only).

Your cart is full of bullshit you don't really need, bullshit full of promise and potential, and Eddie is letting you ride the cart with your feet on the front bar as he pushes it down the aisle at mach one speed. He splutters behind you, your hair in his mouth. He's laughing.

The total comes to 12 dollars even. The plan for the next date is to turn the kids bathtub toys you bought- ducks and dolls and dolphins- into zombies and mummies and other creatures with the shitty barely-opaque acrylics set you scored.

The sky is black outside, and it's raining. He asks if he'll see you again this week, and you say yeah, duh. The air feels like fireworks- like lightning, like a live wire. You think for a second that he's gonna kiss you.

Eddie pulls out a silver-plastic tiara from under his vest, nicked free of charge from the girl's section, and sets it on your head. It's cheap, pattern-punched plastic with pink plastic gems. It's perfect. He's made you a fairytale.

Munson bows, smiles again- the one that makes his eyes crinkle- and then he's off in his van.

He's so weird. He's so strange. You don't understand him.

You think you really like him.

#eddie munson #stranger things s4 spoilers #eddie munson x reader #stranger things imagine #my writing #I'M NOT DEAD I'M JUST IN UNIVERSITY

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 8 months ago

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I've been dreaming of my First Friend.

In this strange new world, nothing is certain—not even one’s safety.

But through it all, you were with me. Always by my side.

Please don’t leave me behind.

How does a moment last forever? How can a story never die?

"Grrr...! This stupid thing won't close," Grim complains. He fumbles with the buttons on his robes, which refuse to be secured.

"That's because you've got two left thumbs... or, more accurately, no thumbs at all," his human companion teases. They crouch down, gesturing for him. "Here, I'll help you."

"Myahaha, that's my minion!" Grim scrambles over on all fours—definitely not like a cat. He's far more dignified than some glorified house pet or familiar.

"You're going to get your clothes dirty if you walk around like that," they scold him lightly as they cinch his robes shut, then dusts him off. They pause, going in to adjust his waistband, then the angle of his cap. "There you go." "All set for your big day."

"Our big day," Grim corrects, nudging them on the cheek with his paw. "We're a 2-for-1 deal, remember?"

"Right. Me and the almighty Grim-sama," they reply with a laugh, poking his little nose.

An ear-splitting sob disrupts the intimate scene. Three ghosts in top hats and gray cloaks sail in—one small, one plump, one scrawny—all wailing.

"I can't believe this day's finally arrived!"

"Grimmy and Prefect, all grown up... Off to tackle Twisted Wonderland head-on..."

"WAAAAH, I'm gonna miss my living roomies!!"

"Hey, hey, what's with the empty nest syndrome, guys?" The prefect huddles with the ghosts. They cannot physically touch, but the same energy is there, their arms lingering where the ghosts’ bodies float.

“B-But…!”

“Don't worry. No matter the time or place, we'll carry the spirit of Ramshackle dorm with us wherever we go.“ They smile sympathetically. “That means you’ll always be with us! This world, this life… and into the next.”

"D-Do you really think friendships can last more than a lifetime?" one ghost asks through his tears.

"For sure. So please… Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened. Can you do that for us?”

“O-Okay,” the trio blubbers and sniffles.

“Geez, you’re all a buncha babies,” Grim sighs, paws on his hips. “C’mon, we’re supposed to be celebratin’ US today!! Like my minion said, let’s see some smiles, yeah?”

“We’ll come see you off at the ceremony the,” the small ghost suggests. The cheer is strained, like he is holding back a torrent of tears.

"The ceremony…” The prefect’s eyes go wide and panicked. “Oh crap, we're going to be late! The headmaster should already be starting his speech...!"

"Not a problem, leave it to this Grim-sama. A teleportation spell's easy as takin' a tuna can from a kitten!"

"Sorry, guys. Gotta run...! We'll see you there?"

Grim expertly clambers onto the prefect's neck, making himself comfortable as a boa on their shoulders. The magestone dangling from his neck lights up, and the duo are enveloped in its glow.

The last sight before they blip away are the ghosts, waving good-bye with wet eyes.

A blink later, the two are among a crowd of students in the same uniform as them. Long robes, graduation caps affixed to their heads. They're lined up behind a stage, the curtain stained the dark sapphire of a night sky and dotted with sparkling stars.

Crowley's voice drones from the other side, amplified by a microphone. A waiting crowd murmurs appreciatively as he crows on about hard work, congratulations, and new beginnings.

"See?" Grim winks at his minion. "What'd I tell ya? Anything’s a cinch with my magic~”

"Great going, archmage-in-the-making. You really saved our butts," they say, ruffling his fur. “Come to think of it, were running late for our first day too… and the sorting ceremony before that. I guess we’re destined to be tardy together, huh, Grim?”

"Heh, you got that right!" He bumped his tiny fist with his partner's. “Let’s keep at it, you ‘n me! Grim-sama and his loyal minion, together forever.”

"Oiiiii! Grim, Prefect!!"

"Oh, that’s..."

They glance up, finding a group of boys making their way toward them in the crowd. One with a heart etched onto his face, the other, a spade. A wolf beastman, another with reptilian eyes and slicked back hair, trailed by a smaller, delicate boy and an android with a head of blue flames. Old friends from the other dorms.

"There you are. We thought we'd missed you." Deuce calls out, looking relieved.

"Idiot, we wouldn’t have missed them—you worried for nothin’. They're first on the chopping block cuz they're sooo special." Ace rolls his eyes. "Lu~cky. You get to show off and hog the spotlight before anyone else does.”

"We um... wanted to come and say good luck," Epel offers. "It's a big deal to have made it this far. Starting a new life in an unfamiliar world and all, it's a lot."

"Thanks, everyone. I really couldn't have made it these past few years without your support."

"Ah-HEM!" Grim coughs.

"... And Grim," the prefect added, scratching him behind the ears.

"This is really it, then." Jack is blunt, his arms folded. "Our last chapter at Night Raven College."

"Hmph! Is that all you have to say?! Surely you can muster up more oomph than that!! Today is not just that--it is the start of the rest of our lives." Sebek straightens, looking rather proud.

"Hmm..." Ortho taps at his chin contemplatively. "You know what? When words are not enough to express ourselves, action may be the next best thing!"

"... Wait, what exactly are you suggesting?" Ace asks suspiciously, an eyebrow raised.

"A group hug! For one final sendoff."

Sebek is the first to protest, his voice cutting through loud and clear. "I refuse!! There is absolutely NO WAY I am engaging in physical intimacy with you humans!"

"Not so hot on the idea either."

Ace and Deuce warily stare at each other. "Not happening," they chorus at the same time.

"Well, if the others don't want to, then..." Epel trails off.

"Guys, shut up and group hug already," the prefect groans, throwing their arms around their friends. Reluctant grumbles round the group, but no one makes an active effort to peel away.

“GACK!!” Grim chokes out, crushed between everyone’s chests. When their bodies recede, he collapses, vision spinning, seeing stars.

“Hahah, looks like Grim got flattened like a pancake,” Ace jeers. “Still got it in ya to waltz on stage after that?��

“C-Can it!! Of course I do!” he snaps back.

The timing is opportune. Right then, Crowley’s speech reaches them, a summons.

“… We will now begin calling up our students to receive their diplomas, starting with Ramshackle Dorm.”

“Looks like that’s our cue, Grim.”

“Let’s get goin’!!”

The prefect steps back and passes one final look to their peers. People from many different places, many different backgrounds. United at last.

“Go.”

They do.

Clutching onto their graduation cap, the prefect races up the steps from the wings. Grim bounding along by their side. Every stride equal against the other’s.

Like shooting stars, they’ve come so far. They can’t go back to where they used to be.

When they emerge from the darkness, they’re hit with bright sunshine and stage lights. Spring is in full bloom, welcoming them with balmy weather and armfuls of flowers.

The headmaster beams from behind a podium, gesturing for them to approach. In his grasp, two scrolls secured with navy ribbons.

Their diplomas.

“Presenting Grim and the Prefect, our special students sharing the spot of Valedictorian.”

Grim squeals, soaked up the adoration. He waves at the audience, flashes silly poses for the cameras. The prefect laughs, prodding him along with their hands.

“Come on, let’s not stall the ceremony for everyone else.”

“One moment.”

A smallish figure blocks their path. It’s a young man with crimson hair and heart-shaped ahoge. He holds out his hand--and the prefect, stunned, takes it.

"Riddle-senpai. You've returned."

"Prefect. Grim." He politely greets them, shaking their hands in turn. "May the Queen of Hearts and her spirit of strictness guide you as you cross this threshold in life. Remain disciplined, and I know you will both achieve even greater things."

Riddle releases, and another seizes their hands. This shake is rougher, looser.

"Congrats, you survived four years at this place," Leona purrs. He wears less of a smile and more of a bemused smirk. "Persisted, like the King of Beasts did."

His duty done, he casually drops them. Azul elegantly ducks in, his grasp firm and tone professional.

"Fufu. What an honor it is to reunite like this. Your benevolence has done much to improve our dear Night Raven College. The Sea Witch would surely extol your generosity."

"Prefect, Grim!!"

Azul steps back with a bow, making space for the next person.

Kalim practically collides with them, excitedly yanking their hands up and down as he chatters. "So good to see you again!! Gahahah, you haven't changed a bit! I bet you're much wiser now though--maybe just as mindful as the Sorcerer of the Sands was!”

Behind him, someone clears their throat. Awareness hits him and Kalim gasps, letting go of the graduates.

"It takes considerable tenacity to arrive at this milestone,” Vil says, clasping the prefect and Grim’s hands in his own. Then, he smiles ever so slightly. “… Be proud, potatoes. Your efforts have not gone unnoticed by the Beautiful Queen.”

He steps aside, allowing a gloomy, hooded figure to replace him. Idia grimaces, shielding his eyes from the lights glaring down at him.

“Tch… Dragged me out here for this,” he mutters, keeping his clammy, pale hands shoved squarely into his hoodie pockets.

A pause—and Idia managed an anxious smile. “GG or whatever. I guess even an amateur can clear hard levels if they’re diligent enough. The King of the Underworld was a noob at one point too.”

(“Is that really the most encouraging thing you could muster?” Vil tuts from the sidelines.)

With that, Idia shuffles off, joining the other ex-dorm leaders.

“Nyahahah, it feels nice to be recognized~” Grim snickers.

“Well, I certainly hope you haven’t had your fill yet.”

A frigid touch comes upon the prefect and Grim’s hands. That voice, like sudden nightfall. They find themselves staring up at a colossal shadow with leering green eyes, scales studding their forehead.

"M-Myah?!” Grim’s fur stands on end.

“Even you came, Tsunotaro!!” the prefect gasps.

“I wouldn’t miss this ceremony for the world,” Malleus smoothly reassures them. “I wished to lend my support to my dear friends and send them off with my blessing.”

He raises his arms to the open sky. Bright blue, barely a cloud in it. Sunlight pouring down, framing the ceremony in a golden spotlight.

“The Thorn Fairy’s utmost value is nobility. As you of the new generation sally forth into the world, let your souls shine as noble and true as her own.“

Uproarious applause rises, cheering and clapping combining into one frantic melody. The flowers blush, swelling large and healthy with color. The sun itself seems to brighten too, the wind lifting in a joyous, effervescent song.

“Congratulations...!!”

“Waaaah, Tsunotaro made the whole world light up!” Grim cries, eyes sparkling. “Heheh, okay, that’s a pretty good one—but watch out cuz one day I’ll be one of the top 5 strongest, most charismatic mages too!”

“Fufufu. I look forward to that day.”

Malleus bends down, his lips puling back to reveal luminous teeth.

“May you never be apart,” he whispers, so quiet that no one hears. Then, more loudly, “Congratulations. I wish you all a happily ever after.”

“I dunno what you’re goin’ on about, but thanks for hypin’ us up!!” Grim grins from ear to ear. “Today’s definitely… the best day ever!”

“I’m glad of it.”

And may it remain that way, forevermore.

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ivory-lamps · 5 months ago

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[Designs of Happiness] A01: ep.1 Well-being by myself

Characters: Nagi Location: Hama Summary: One night, an intriguing radio show can be heard at Flower Laundry. Proofreader: Shay

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Translator’s Notes ☽.‎˖

レとい (retoi): This is an 18Trip slang based on the English word “retro”; their meanings are more or less the same.

dazzle: The in-game version of Twitter / X.

PeChat: The chatting app in the game.

In the end, I’m just someone worthless – someone who won’t be able to reach the “happiness” the majority is seeking, no matter what.

I was taking a break in preparation for tomorrow, drifting in that “happy” time, in the tenderness of the lonely night.

–That’s the sort of day it was.

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Arisa: “We’re hosting this radio show from Hama Studio No.3…”

“This is Arisa and~”

Teresa: “Teresa’s~”

Arisa & Teresa: “Intelli-radio: Aristotle.”

Nagi: Sonia, could you turn the radio up?

Sonia: Sure thing.

Teresa: “The rain’s not stopping anytime soon, huh~”

Arisa: “Yes. It’s very quiet – perfect for reading, studying or enjoying some time to yourself.”

“After the advertisement, we’ll discuss mechanisms that allow one to feel happy, but please forgive us if it’s a bit longer than usual. We’ll blame it on the lovely evening.”

Sonia: …….

Nagi-san, you’ve been tinkering with the bike for a while now, but you’ve had dinner, right?

Nagi: Hm? …Oh.

Now that you mention it, I think I might be super hungry.

Sonia: Geez~!

You’re on the clock right now – I’ll bring you a sandwich you can eat with one hand in the meantime.

Nagi: Thanks. If you weren’t here, Sonia, I think I would’ve turned into a mummy somewhere in the middle of the city.

“A mummy has been discovered in the middle of the city”...! Flower Laundry has turned into a new sacred place…?

Sonia: That’s bad luck.

Pet robots like me were created to lessen the number of unhappy people, you know.

Please wash your hands and wait for a moment.

Nagi: …Is it late already?

I’ll take the motorbike back into the garage…

Arisa: “Businesses and countries compete with each other for the development of the economy and as a result, the environment was destroyed – most of the resources were all dried up.”

“Do they need to compensate for that? Has humanity achieved the true meaning of prosperity? The answer is NO. Even if the country’s GDP increases four or five-fold, this nation’s level of happiness has been a straight line for the past 100 years.”

Teresa: “What~!? Wait, 100 years ago? That’s when washing machines didn’t have the function to dry clothes automatically, right? They also had to wash their dishes… No, wait. They cleaned the dust off the floors themselves? Right?”

Arisa: “They used brooms 100 years ago, didn’t they?”

Teresa: “That’s so [1]retoi~! No way. I wouldn’t survive in an era without smart appliances. It gives me the chills imagining a world without a food printer.”

Sonia: Here’s your food! It’s from the food printer, though.

Nagi: Thanks – Looks like it’ll be a timely meal.

Sonia: Timely?

Nagi: Just talking to myself. Time to dig in.

Arisa: “I understand your ways of being a smart appliances entertainer, but despite feeling a sense of fulfilment with all the appliances, does your heart feel fulfilled, Teresa? Are you sleeping well every day?”

Teresa: “Hmm~ Actually, now that you mention it, they’re convenient but I have a feeling I might just be driven by the time and cost-effectiveness. Despite that, I end up spending all my time on [2]dazzle…”

Arisa: “We want more convenience~ More annual income~ There’s no end to our desires, huh. Then, do you want to try and leave this eternal cloister? I’m sure from the very beginning, the younger generation already had a political faction or two in mind that they wouldn’t want for themselves or for society.”

Teresa: “Sorry. I really don’t like that. Our dreams and jobs are what make life worth living for – it’s fun competing with each other to grow, too. I also want to obtain the things I want and be rich – that’s the sort of happiness I want.”

Arisa: “You’re right about that. That’s precisely why I’ve come up with this survival strategy…”

“The era to learn about the psychology of happiness is upon us!”

Teresa: “The psychology of happiness?”

Nagi: …What’s that?

Sonia: Oh! A message for the shop’s [3]PeChat... Hmm.

Nagi-san, we’ve received a request. They say they’ll come pick it up 10 minutes later.

The client wishes to create a bouquet to cheer up his girlfriend who’s in low spirits after making a mistake at work!

Nagi: ⸻

Sonia: Nagi-saaaan.

Nagi: Oh… sorry. Can you ask him what colour his girlfriend likes?

Sonia: I already have. It’s blue, apparently.

Nagi: Blue, huh… blue.

I think the nemophila we bought this morning will be perfect, then. Add in a large calla and a sky blue baby’s breath…

I suppose I’ll add some delphinium and… bluestars to accentuate it.

Sonia: What sort of ribbon do you have in mind?

Arisa: “In other words, the psychology of happiness is research that investigates the engineering potential to recreate happiness for all ages and genders.”

Nagi: The potential to recreate… happiness…?

Sonia: Nagi-saaan. Are you listening?

Nagi: I am. Could you take out the thin light blue ribbon from the back?

Sonia: Okay. I’ll leave the card here, too.

Nagi: Than–

Teresa: “You’re saying the reason why some people find it easy to be happy is because it’s hereditary!?”

Nagi: What!?

Sonia: Huh!?

You gave me a fright there… Please don’t shout all of a sudden like that. What on earth happened?

Arisa: “That’s right. 48% of it is from our DNA.”

Nagi: ……

Sonia: Nagi-san?

Arisa: “Just like how some people find a certain dish spicy, there are people who can easily find happiness and it’s something that’s been fixed when it comes to our DNA – the moment we were born.”

Teresa: “You’re kidding? Then, you’re telling me that half of our happiness level is something that was already fixed when we were in our mother’s womb!?”

Nagi: ……

Sonia: Are you finished? The client will be here soon.

Nagi: ……! Oh, right. I should hurry.

Sonia: I’ll cut the flower stems under the water for you.

Nagi: Thanks. There’s also the blue gift wrapping pape–

Sonia: I’ve already spread it out!

*Doorbell jingles*

Customer: Um… I ordered a bouquet earlier.

Nagi: …Oh.

Sorry, could you wait a little longer? I’m just about finished with it.

Teresa: “What about the other 52%, then? You’re not going to say it’s due to the environment we were raised in or something like that, are you?”

Arisa: “No, the influence from our surroundings is just 10%. As for the other 42%...”

Teresa: “...Is it based on our actions?”

Arisa: “That’s right. This means you can control the other 42% of your overall happiness level.”

Nagi: Wow. I never thought of it that way.

Customer: What?

Nagi: …Wait, is that really true if you think about it?

Arisa: “It’s the same as knowing the correct dieting method – Anyone can have the knowledge and skills needed to be happy as long as they know the right method. It means it’s all up to you how you blossom.”

Nagi: Even if half of it is left to fate, the other half is uncertain… If it’s that simple… then maybe I could…? No, it’ll probably be impossible. It’s a waste of time to even think about it. Getting my hopes up will just leave me depressed.

Customer: Um… are you alright? You’ve been mumbling to yourself for a while now…

Nagi: Oh… Sorry, it’s nothing.

Customer: Right…

Nagi: Thank you for waiting – here is the completed bouquet. What do you think?

Customer: Wow…! It’s beautiful. It’s exactly as I imagined it to be – I’m sure my girlfriend will love it.

Nagi: I’m glad to hear that.

Oh, right. I almost forgot… Sorry, could you give it back to me? There’s something else I forgot to add.

Mmm…

Customer: Mm?

Nagi: Mmmm…

Customer: Um… what are you doing…?

Nagi: Adding in a thought. In other words…

I added a little spell that will make the receiver happy. Now, your girlfriend will be so delighted she’ll start skipping.

Customer: Skipping…

Nagi: Oh, but I think there will be people who will be more than happy to receive flowers when they’re feeling down, even without my little spell, though.

Anyway, I hope you and your girlfriend can skip happily together.

Customer: O–Okay…? Thank you.

Nagi: Thank you for your patronage.

Sonia: Thank you!

Teresa: “Oh, it’s time already? What a shame, I wanted to chat more.”

Sonia: Phew… We managed to make it in time.

Nagi: Yeah, it’s all thanks to your help, Sonia.

Sonia: It’s a piece of cake!

Arisa: “You’ve been listening to your entertaining psychology guides: Arisa and Teresa.”

Nagi: Well, in any case, good job… Let’s do our usual thing..

Arisa: “Alright, let’s meet again when the fountain of knowledge gushes out.”

Sonia: A high-five, right? 3, 2, 1!

Arisa & Teresa: “See you again.”

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ms-kio · 4 months ago

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Isekai Turtles: Rarely, Are There Turtles

Raph & Leo x Kung Fu Panda! 1959 Words

Have some dust [;

"Uugh.." Leo groaned. What happened? He and Raph had been in the middle of kicking some Kraang butt when their world turned black. Had they used some sort of new weapon? Leo could tell every inch of him was still very much alive, due to the aching all over.

"'Bout time you woke up!" Raph's irritated voice said. "We need to get moving. I'm starving!"

"Good to see you too Raph." Leo replied in a raspy voice and chuckled. "You can go ahead and do whatever, I'll stay here."

"Heh, whatever you say, fearless leader." Raph said and smacked Leo's shoulder. He quickly jumped up into the trees and Leo muttered to himself.

"You'd think Mikey liked climbing, but Raph has always loved the trees most." Leo opened his eyes and observed his surroundings. They were nowhere near anywhere Leo had been before. "Huh." He said to himself and climbed a tree. "Where even are we?" A gentle breeze brushed his face as he looked about. As dusk fell, Leo could see trails of smoke start to rise from the west.

About half an hour later, Leo saw Raph approach with a large whole deer. It was dark out by then and the two brothers had their fill of dinner. "Well I'm out." Raph said in a disappointed voice. "Guess moving is gonna have to wait 'til tomorrow."

"I guess so." Leo agreed. He was still wide awake due to having slept most of the day, so he kept watch.

~ ~ ~

Tigress couldn't get it. Didn't the others realize that there could be another attack at any moment? Tigress took it upon herself to go out on patrol by herself and do a perimeter sweep of the valley, and sometimes even go out to the forest if she had a bad hunch. Tigress slipped out of the Jade Palace and made her way down the stairs, her light feet leaping flawlessly down the mountain. Her silk uniform rippled in the wind as she glided down and through the valley and did her nightly routine. Tigress decided to venture out into the forest and was about to turn back when she heard something unusual: Breathing.

One of them sounded raspy and slightly strained, and the other was full and deep, obviously asleep. She soundlessly made her way to the noise. She saw two… Turtles!? They were supposed to be incredibly rare and ancient! To find even one as a teenager is once every hundred lifetimes! Considering how old they get and how uncommon they are. Tigress ran back to the Jade Palace as fast as her legs could carry her, she would have to report this immediately.

~ ~ ~

Once Leo knew he would be able to fall asleep, he woke Raph to take watch and he did so with little complaint. Once Leo curled up in a ball on the ground, he was immediately able to doze off into the land of dreams.

~ ~ ~

Raph was shaken awake by his older brother and he took watch. The cool night air was satisfying to the hot headed turtle as he leaned against a tree and closed his eyes, knowing his hearing would serve him better in a forest. "Donnie, Mikey… Where are you?" He whispered to himself. Though he would never admit it, he missed the two already.

~ ~ ~

"Master Shifu!" Tigress borderline shouted as she abruptly opened her teachers door.

"What is it, Tigress?" Her master said as he woke up with a start.

"There are two teenage turtles in the woods beyond the valley. One of them is badly injured!" The kung-fu master explained. Soon the duo were headed back to the forest, Shifu shaken and wide awake. The both of them soon arrived where Tigress saw the boys and they saw that one was on watch. He seemed alert and stiff, as if he was listening closely to something, his red mask rippling in the wind. The one in the blue mask, who was asleep, was clearly injured due to his positioning and his breathing was raspy and strained. When they got closer, the one in red drew a pair of weapons, unfamiliar to the duo.

"Come out now and don't touch my brother." He said in a low voice, almost making eye-contact with them. Shifu jumped down from the tree, not wanting a fight, and then was followed by Tigress. "Who are you?" The teenager questioned, Shifu could tell it would not be easy to get him and his brother back to the palace.

"I am Master Shifu of the Jade Palace, and this is one of my students, Tigress." She stepped up and gave a slight bow, which, surprisingly, the turtle teen returned. He knew his manners. When Shifu offered them a place in the palace, he was yet again surprised when the boy accepted.

"My brother won't last long out here, even if he doesn't admit it." He said as he turned his face to his cold-blooded kin. "I'm only doing this for him. One wrong move and you have an enemy." The turtle declared.

"Those terms are acceptable." Tigress spoke up. "Do you want help carrying him?" She asked. The turtle declined and picked his taller brother up bridal style, seeming unphased. It was still night when the group arrived back at the Jade Palace and Tigress took the two brothers to an extra room. It had two beds, a small table and a potted plant in the corner. The red masked teen put his brother on one of the beds and walked up to Tigress who was at the threshold of the doorway.

"Thank you." He said with a slight bow. "We owe you." Tigress bowed back in kind, knowing her manners.

"The pleasure is mine." She said and they both righted themselves, the teen giving a slightly strained smile and closing the door.

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Raph closed the door and looked worriedly at his brother, he sighed. "At least you have a better place to sleep." He said, then lied down himself on the bed on the opposite side of the room and soon fell asleep.

: : :

The next morning, Raph woke up to the sound of a loud gong, signaling the start of the day. "Time for morning training." He said to himself and looked over to his brother who was still fast asleep. "Seriously. He snaps awake at the sound of someone stepping on a twig, but sleeps through a flipping gong? Talk about unusual." Raph strapped on his sais, left the room and closed the door behind him. Luckily for the hot headed teen, the dojo in the palace was relatively close and was easily found. He walked in and there was only one punching dummy, to which he gave a light punch, for his standards anyway, and it flew halfway across the room. Raph put it back where it was and moved to the masts that looked like they each had a different level of hardness. Raph went for the hardest and thickest one and gave it a good punch, it gave a significant rumble. "Good enough." Raph muttered and continued striking at it, letting his morning anger out before breakfast.

~ ~ ~

As the Furious Five and Master Shifu were serving themselves breakfast, they heard the palace rumble slightly, followed by more rumbles and some shouting on the stronger ones. "Uhh. What is that?" Crane asked, looking around at his peers.

"Oh, that's probably one of our guests." Shifu explained, everyone but Tigress turned his way, curious looks on their faces. "Tigress found two teenage-looking turtles last night in the woods, we brought them here because one looked badly injured." Shifu explained. Everyone was shocked to hear there were turtles staying at the palace, young ones no less, but kept listening. "They don't trust us much yet, so please try to leave a good impression." The room rumbled again. "I have a feeling we don't want to get on their bad side."

"Yes master!" The five replied in union. The six of them eventually finished their food and decided to head to the dojo early to see for themselves what was making the ruckus. When they opened the doors, they saw the young turtle dripping with sweat and punching the thickest iron mast they had, vibrating the whole room.

"Wow! Not even Tigress can get much of a vibration out of that one!" Monkey commented and was about to head over to the turtle, but Shifu stopped him. "Don't. It takes even us grandmasters utmost concentration to even get close to that power on the tier three iron pole without breaking ourselves." They watched for a few more minutes, then the boy finally stopped and bent over, hands on his knees and panting.

"Haaah.. I. Haaa, haaa.. Needed that." The boy said, clearly out of breath.

"Woah kid! That was impressive!" Mantis said as he climbed up the pole to get eye-level with the teen.

"Thanks." the red-masked turtle said, having caught his breath. He stood up to his full height and spoke once again. "Mind introducing me?" The boy asked, looking back and forth between Tigress and Shifu. "It would be my honor." Shifu said. "I am Grand Master Shifu, You've met Master Tigress." She gave a curt nod. "And these are masters Viper,"

"Hi!"

"Crane,"

"Good to meet you, kid."

"Monkey"

"Hello!"

"and Mantis."

"On your shell."

"Along with Po." Shifu introduced. Po waved and Raph bowed to each of them, which they returned in kind, once Mantis got off his shell. "I'm Raphael, my friends call me Raph." Said turtle introduced himself. "What about your brother?" Tigress asked, Raph chuckled. "Speak of the devil and he shall appear."

"Good to see you too, Raph." A raspy voice said from the door, making the others turn. They all saw a taller turtle with lighter skin, complemented with a blue mask. He was leaning against the door frame. "Leo, you should be resting. You haven't healed yet." The others made their way to the new company and they could all tell he was older by the look in his eyes and how he handled his manners. "My name is Leonardo, my friends call me Leo." The Furious Five and Shifu bowed back in kind to his own and introduced themselves again. "Even though I am glad to meet you," Shifu said, gaining the turtle's attention, "I would have to agree with your brother. You need to rest."

"You're probably right, but I'd like to get a short spar in with Raph first." Leo turned to his brother. "A spar Raph, not a brawl." The younger turtle chuckled. "Sure bro." The ninja duo headed over to a clear area, the others following in curiosity. They got in stances unfamiliar to the Furious Five, Po and their master, quipping their interest further. "Hajime!" Leo shouted, beginning the fight. Their style of fighting caused the spectators to stare in awe. Their fluidity and speed was much higher than that of the Five and they used foreign strikes and different fighting patterns. It was, by far, a much more beautiful form of combat. Within a minute, Raph had won, his brother pinned beneath him. "Congrats Raph, you win."

"Only because you're injured, Leo." Raph said, getting off his brother. "Maybe so, but still. Congrats." Shifu then stepped up, an awed smile on his face. "Where did you learn that style? I don't recognize it."

"It's ninjitsu, we learned it from our master Splinter. The style is a Japanese form of Martial Arts and includes weapons in the more advanced forms, such as tantos, fighting fans, sais, nunchucks, staffs, maces, etc." Raph chuckled. "What about Death Dragon? Remember when Mikey learned that one? It was too good to be true."

#kung fu panda #furious five #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt 2012 #crossover #fanfic #tigress #tmnt 2012 x kung fu panda

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blackhakumen · 1 year ago

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Mini Fanfic #1128: Peachy Sunset (Super Smash Bros Ultimate)

6:45 p.m. at Smash Beach........

Peach: (Sighs Very Sadly as She Lays her Head onto Mario's Lap)

Mario: What's wrong, dear?

Peach: Summer is coming to a close. (Eyes Starts Sparkle in Sadness) And so is Peach Month.......

Mario: You do realize it's supposed to be a celebration of a fruit with the same name, right?

Peach: I know that! (Stsrts Twiddling her Fingers Around) It just feels nice to have your name be associated with a month long holiday. That and my love for peaches doubles my disappointment even further than- (Eyes Widened Once She Hears Mario Snickering Before Pouting at Him) And what seems to be funny to you, mister?~

Mario: Ohhh nothing of sort~ (Smirks Playfully at his Girlfriend) Just admiring how adorable you are is all~ (Boops on Peach's Nose)

Peach: ('Gasps') Excuse you!?~

Mario: (Boops on Peach's Nose Once More) You're excused~

Peach: (Starts Pouting Some More) Don't you start! I thought we've already established that YOU'RE the cute one in this relationship, Mr. Mario!~

Mario: And I was under the impression that you're a lot cuter. Not doing a very good job proving me otherwise by the way.

Peach: Kinda hard not to when you're shamelessly teasing your loving princess right now!~

Mario: Hey, in all fairness, you've been going around showing my cuteness off numerous times now. (Forms a Satisfied Smirk) So I consider this payback.

Peach: So you're admitting that you're a cutie?

Mario: (Eyes Begins to Widened at the Realization) W-What!? N-No! I didn't- See, what I meant to say was-

Peach: (Raised an Eyebrow at Mario in Silence) .........

Mario: ('Sighs in Defeat') I got myself into that one, didn't I?

Peach: (Casually Shrugs) You said it not me. (Smiles Brightly) But it's fine. I still love you~

Mario: (Smiles Back at his Princess) Love you too, dear. I never said this as often as I should, but I'm really happy to have you and everyone else in my life right now.

Peach: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness as She Hugs Mario Very Lovingly) Honey~ I'm happy to have you all in my life too!~ It's always been one of my dreams to have a big family of my own someday, and have you guys as one always managed to put a smile on my face everyday I wake up in the morning.

Mario: Even Bowser?

Peach: To extend, yes. He's still a massive headache though.

Mario: (Chuckles Lightly) You and me both~ Don't worry, I'll always be here to protect you, mi'lady.

Peach: And I'll do the same for you too, my sweet, handsome teddy bear of a prince~

Mario: (Raises an Eyebrow) Teddy Bear, huh?

Peach: You'll always be adorable in eyes, okay? Sue me!~

Mario: Nah. I'd rather give you my loving instead, of that's okay woth you, of course~

Peach: (Giggles Softly) Absolutely~

The couple leans forward to give one another a kiss on the lips until three splashes of water suddenly hits Mario on the back.

'SPLASH' SPLASH' 'SPLASH'

Mario: (Immediately Gets Himself Up From the Impact) GAHAHH! What in the-(Suddenly Hears Mischievous Laughter as He and Peach Turns Around to see Sonic and Hat Kid Standing in the Mid Distance with Water Ballons in Their Hands)

Sonic: (Forms a Cocky, Troublemaking Smirk on his Face) Hate to ruin such sweet romance moment, but we're in the middle of a Water Wars and you guys are it.

Hat Kid: (Smiles Brightly While Sitting Behind Sonic's Head) Catch us if you can!~

The duo quickly runs off, leaving their parents in the dust.

Mario: (Stares at the Kids Running Off With Deadpinned Look on his Face) We finally have some alone time and they pulled a cheap one on us? I'm starting to get too old for this....I.

Peach: Oh don't fret, honey. We'll continue our alone time in the bedroom later. In the meantime.....(Pulls Put Water Spary Guns For her and Mario to Use With a Competitive Smirk on her Face) Let's show our babies who they're messing and get our payback. (Toss Mario his Water Gun)

Mario: (Catches a Water Gun Peach Gives Him Before Forming a Smirk.of his Own) Let's-a-go. Ohhhh kids!~ Where are you!?~ (Starts Chasing After Spnic and Hat Kid)

Peach: (Follows Behind her Prince) We just wanna talk to you two with water guns!!!!~

@keyenuta

@cyber-wildcat

@caleb13frede

@albion-93

#super smash ultimate #mario #peach #sonic #hat kid #bowser (mentioned)#sunset watching #beach time #cute romance #mario x peach #sweet family moment

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nenilein · 2 years ago

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Puyo Puyo Drama CD #2-2: Wishes to Santa (ENG Translation)

I forgot to post this here! Oops! Not used to using tumblr anymore...

Anyway, here is a complete text translation of the Christmas track from Drama CD Vol.2! (This CD was released in December , so it has both Christmas and New Years' tracks)

Have fun!

Wishes to Santa

[DISCLAIMER:

The Google Docs Version of this script is HERE.

Feel free to repost parts of it or the entire text wherever you want as long as you credit me as the translator!

Also, just so you can listen along, HERE’s the actual MP3 of the track.

Happy Holidays!!]

INTRO

Narration: Wishes to Santa

STORY

[Santa seems to be voiced by Lemres’ and Akuma’s voice actor, Takumi Yamazaki]

Santa: HO-ho-ho-ho! Tomorrow it will finally be Christmas Eve once again. The day when all the adorable children who have been so nice all year get special presents as a reward for their good behavior from me! Now, let’s see what presents this year’s children are wishing for from me, the one and only Santa Claus… Shall we open their letters? Well, let’s take a look…

SFX: *paper rustling*

Santa: I want a hat that is…

Lidelle’s Voice: …big enough so that, um… well… so that even I can wear it, please! If that’s possible, I mean.

Santa: Oh-HO! How cute! Ho-ho-ho! There is nothing nicer than hearing of the pure wishes of innocent children, wouldn’t you agree? Now, for the next one…

Raffina’s Voice: Precious Metals!

Santa: Huh? Um… uh… Ahaha, what a straightforward wish!

Raffina’s Voice: I desire the sorts with the highest feasibly possible market value! I am not quite aware what the upper limit for the monetary value of a present requested at this kind of occasion is, however, I believe it should be sufficient if you kindly packed in exactly as much as the maximum appropriate.

Santa: T-That’s…! Ah… Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear… H-How nice of her to worry about the status of my wallet. Hohoho! …Ahahahah… A-a very kind girl…I-I’m sure… L-let’s put this letter aside for now… Ahem, now, for the next one…

SFX: *paper rustling*

Feli’s Voice: I wish for a new doll.

Santa: Oho! What a very adorable wish! Aha… What a relief… Alright, what else, what else? What kind of doll might the little girl want…?

Feli’s Voice: The last doll I used as a scape doll was unable to withstand the force of the curses I used it to cast and • Fell • To • Dust in the energy hole of the space distortion created.

Santa: *shrieks of terror* S-Somehow this letter is making me shudder far more than expected…!

Feli’s Voice: This time I want for a doll that will be powerful enough to withstand a Whole • Three • Months of my unbridled sentiments unscathed…!

Santa: W-WHAT IS SHE GOING TO USE THAT DOLL FOR…?! …Ho…ho… *shrieking Ho* …Hoho! I can tell this girl is very dedicated to her craft, yes, yes! …Yes… Um… N-Now, for the next letter…

Sig’s Voice: Tissues.

Santa: H-Huh…? That’s all? …Oh my, oh my! I am sure this child has very good reasons for making this wish, very important reasons, even…

Sig’s Voice: I ran out.

Santa: THAT’S ALL!? How outrageously lazy! If you need tissues, go to the store, child!

Sig’s Voice: Too much work.

Santa: And that’s why you’re wasting your Christmas wish on this!? You only get one of those a year! …Oh my, oh my… HO-ho-ho-ho! This must be a very modest, humble child…! Ah, let’s put this aside for now… The next one is…

Klug’s Voice: I wish for a spellbook that has the GREATEST instructions to teach me to cast the MIGHTIEST of all spells!

Santa: Oh my! What a studious child! Very nice. …Though, that all aside… The ‘mightiest’ spell, he says? What could he possibly mean by that…?

Klug’s Voice: Here is an example of the sort of spells the book may teach: The ETERNAL SUPER DARK MAX FORCE AURA BURNING LEMRES SPECIAL!!

Santa: Um… huh… uh… How do I put it… This child certainly has dreams?

Klug’s Voice: Casting this spell would cause the darkness around me to swirl around my body and coalesce into flames! No, wait, maybe it’d look cooler if the darkness took the shape of a dragon…? And then I would shoot them out to badassly ascend into the heavens…! And I would gaze upon that sight with clear eyes and breathe out a gasp of awe…! So cooooool…!!

Santa: Oh dear, oh dear… That’s all very nicely produced, but I really do wish he’d written what exactly the spell’s effect is supposed to be…

Klug’s Voice: And then Raffina and Feli get lost.

Santa: IS THAT THE EFFECT?!

Klug’ Voice: That Raffina is such a brute! Whenever anything bothers her, her first idea is to resort to kicking it! Isn’t that just barbarous?

Santa: Why is he suddenly airing his personal grievances to me…? Oh my, oh my, oh my… This is certainly a very imaginative child with a very rich, emotional world…! Um… Ho-Ho-HO-HO! Eheheh… Now, now… I-I-I w-wonder what the n-next one will be like…!

Rei’s Voice: My living memories.

Santa: THIS GOT DARK FAST!

Rei’s Voice: I think… I saw something when I was still alive… But… I can’t remember what it was…

Santa: *terrified shrieking* …I-I can’t b-bring something so d-depressing for a Christmas p-present! P-Please give me a b-break…! Ohoho…

Yu’s Voice: So, so! My turn…

Santa: Huh? Is it just me, or does this handwriting look a lot more cheery than the one before…? Let’s see…

Yu’s Voice: I want the souls of the departed still unwilling to de-part with their lust for life! Yay! Please and thanks!

Santa: *incoherent shrieking* NONONO! I didn’t see that! I’ll just pretend I didn’t see that… OH-HOHOHO!

[His laughter sounds like he’s half-crying at this point.]

Santa: Um, well… Who is our next NICE child…?! *crying* Now, what do you want…?

Amitie’s Voice: Hello, Santa! I did my best to be good aaaall year, so will you please, please listen to my wish?

Santa: *relieved laughter* Ah… Ahaha! Ah, finally someone who knows how to write a REAL letter to Santa… Now, THAT’S what nice children should be like!

Amitie’s Voice: Say, Santa. You usually come in the middle of the night to leave your presents in secret, right? So, if I open up a window on the second floor of our school for you, would you please come through there for me?

Santa: Hm? Why might she want me to do that? …Ah! Ahahah! I see! She probably wants to meet me. HO-ho-ho! Aw, I am sorry, all you children. Santa Claus is not allowed to show himself to you…

Amitie’s Voice: ‘Cuz, you see! There was a vase on that windowsill on the second floor. I accidentally broke it today! It was Ms. Accord’s favorite, soooo, let’s just pretend YOU did it, Santa!

Santa: …What?

Amitie’s Voice: Please apologize to Ms. Accord for me! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE!

Santa: A…ARE THERE NO NICE CHILDREN LEFT ANYWHERE?!

-END

#Puyo Puyo #puyo #PuyoPuyo #Neni translates #Puyo Pop

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broadway-roxy · 2 years ago

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heya folks, ro-lal here! been digging thru a couple of my old files and found this ol’ audio diary thing just gathering dust, so i thought i’d shwo it off!

*show

MAN i used to be so angsty about di-stri before the game happened- like yall i was so obsessed but like also so *so* unhappy. think i told jakester love was shit

well actually i told j love was a “brutal shitninja w/ turds 4 nunchucks” but whateva

ne-ways *damn*. i was really going thru it huh. going thru it fr. kinda makes me wanna go back in time and tell ol’ me shes gonna be a-ok one day.

(sound of whiskey bottle opening, whiskey being poured into a glass and stirred)

(spoken)

hey, so i’ve been thinking i should probably keep up some sort of journal, cause there’s a lotta thoughts up in my head, but *pffffff*, i’m so bad at writing when i’m drunk, and i am so drunk (laughs sadly). but yeah, this is my first message. um, we got di-stri thoughts on the mind, we got di-stri on the mind (laughs). mm, i wish i could let him go

(lyrics)

You try to keep the light but it’s burning low

Try to keep your smile when it starts to go

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Get out of your house but you’re missing home

Talk to all your friends but you’re still alone

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Can’t let him go

(spoken)

it’s like y’all don’t get it, i mean he’s- he’s so kind, even when he’s a dick, he’s so kind. the fuck am i supposed to do about that?

(lyrics)

Staring at the bottom of your glass

Hoping one day you’ll make a dream last

But dreams come slow, and they go so fast

You want to see him every day

You wish you could try to make him stay

But everything you touch fades away

You try to keep the light but it’s burning low

Try to keep your smile when it starts to go

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Get out of your house but you’re missing home

Talk to all your friends but you’re still alone

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Can’t let him go

Staring at your screen in the dark

There’s an empty feeling in your heart

So you toss one back, hope it numbs you fast

You wish that he would love you back

But it’s not his fault, that’s just a fact

You may love him too much, but love’s your lack

You try to keep the light but it’s burning low

Try to keep your smile when it starts to go

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Get out of your house but you’re missing home

Talk to all your friends but you’re still alone

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Can’t let him go

Oh oh oh oh

Can’t to let him go

Oh oh oh oh

Need to let him go

Oh oh oh oh

Need to let him go

Oh oh oh oh

You try to keep the light but it’s burning low

Try to keep your smile when it starts to go

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Get out of your house but you’re missing home

Talk to all your friends but you’re still alone

You know you shouldn’t love him but can’t let him go

Can’t let him go

(spoken)

anyways, this has been ro-lal here, hope you like my message, whoever-the-fuck-is-hearing-this...

*le sign*

i’m gonna go have another drink

#what no pussy does to a mf #roxy lalonde #broadway roxy #broadway-roxy #broadway-homestuck #broadwayhomestuck #dirk strider #roxydirk #angst #sad #passenger #let her go

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alieinthemorning · 1 year ago

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Star Crossed Festival [Rikai Week 2020]

Content: Fluff, AU: Fantasy, Wishes, RiKai Week 2020, Oaths & Vows, Poem: When by Lang Leav

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This work's concepts, plot and original characters are my own which means I do not allow any sort of creative theft nor do I allow my work to be entered into any sort of A.I. bots. Thank you for respecting my space and boundaries.

Three knocks woke her. “Princess, time to wake up.” A soft voice announced.

Kairi groaned. “Five more minutes.”

“You said that five minutes ago.” The covers were snatched from her, allowing the cold air to attack her exposed legs. She shoved her nightgown down over them and glared at the blonde who roused her from her slumber.

Just as she opened the curtains.

Kairi harshly flinched back from the light, causing her to tumble over the side of the bed and fall to the floor with a loud thud.

The door burst open, “Princess!” and a sword left its sheath.

“She’s fine, Sir Riku.” Her lady in waiting giggled. “Just had a little rude awakening.”

The man sighed. “If you say so.” Then, with a curt ‘good morning’, he took his place outside once more.

Kairi shimmed from underneath the bed. “Naminé!”

Said woman giggled. “Yes, my lady?”

“Don’t ‘my lady’ me.” She climbed to her feet, dusting off her nightgown. “Anyhow, what’s on the agenda today?”

As Naminé went through her list of responsibilities, Kairi shifted her attention to the outside.

“Hey, Naminé?” A hum in acknowledgement. “Can we go outside after breakfast?”

“Only for a short while, my lady.”

Per her wishes, Naminé dressed her in a low-high empire dress. She relished in the cold water lapping against her ankles as the sun beamed down upon her.

As she reached down for a blue tinted shark eyes shell, her gaze trailed to the sparkling ocean behind.

“The Star Crossed Festival is tomorrow, isn't it?”

Naminé huffed. “I’ve been telling you about it for weeks! Honestly, do you ever listen, my lady?”

Riku chuckled. “I believe her highness keeps her head too far in the clouds to hear us.”

“I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be in the crowd.”

“You always seem to slip away right when you’re needed.”

“No, I mean like,” Kairi stood, gaze on the horizon. “Being down with the people of my kingdom and those from the far lands.” She ran her hands across the rugged skin of the shell. “What kind of music plays? How do the people dance? What kind of foods will there be? Will it be as magical as I’ve always dreamed...”

Her two friends were silent, the sound of the waves carrying her questions along with them. She knew she would never be allowed among her people unless she were armed with almost all of the royal guard.

“Well, I do have a dress that would fit you, and it wouldn’t take much to change your hair…”

Kairi whipped around. “Huh?”

Naminé nodded. “Yep! I’m sure we can sneak you in, no problem!”

“We?” She and Riku echoed.

She winked. “Even if she’s undercover, the princess still needs to be protected by her royal guard.”

Everything was just as she imagined it to be and more. The lights were golden and lit the smiling faces of the patrons beautifully. The music was familiar yet different, while the dances were something completely other worldly. The food was also to die for! She’d have to get them working in the kitchen as soon as possible.

“This is amazing!” Kairi shouted as she pulled Riku deeper into the crowd.

“Your majesty—”

She spun on her heel, jabbing her finger in his face. “Rikai! I’m undercover!”

Riku sighed, letting her drag him along once more.

When Kairi was finally tired enough to be pulled away from the bustling crowd, Riku led her to the shore. The cool salty breeze doing wonders on her heated face. She found herself staring at the boats that lined the docks, then further down to the full moon dancing atop the water’s edge.

“Hey, Riku?” He grunted. “What’s beyond the horizon?”

“The rest of the world.”

“Yes, but what is that? The rest of the world.” She wrapped his jacket, which she had stolen, closer around herself. “Is it like our kingdom? Or is it different? Is it better or is it worse?” She sighed. “What lies beyond the horizon without the light of the moon?”

Riku was quiet for a long while as he contemplated her question. “Even in the deepest darkness,” His voice pulled her from the moon’s stare and into the green pools of his own. “There is light.”

He looked up and Kairi swore she saw a glint of light in his eyes. Then out of the corner of her eye, she saw a flicker of something.

She gasped, and stood, “A meteor shower! It's beautiful!”

“It truly is.”

“Let’s make a wish.”

Another bout of silence fell upon them, the stars fell from the heavens.

Just as she was going to tell him she was ready to go, a familiar tune. One that brought her back to once she was a babe.

“Grandma, sing me the song!"

“Again?”

“Yes, I love it!"

“Well, alright."

"When every night

You close your eyes,

And long inside

For something more.

Remember this

And only this,

If nothing else

You can recall—

There was a life

A girl once led,

Where you were loved

The most of all.”

“How romantic! Will I grow up to be that girl?”

“You already are that girl. You only need to find someone to give your love to.”

“Give my love to…” She placed a hand over her ever beating heart.

“Kairi.” She jolted. He hadn't called her by her name since they were children. He certainly had her full attention. “May I tell you what I wished for?”

She puffed her red cheeks. “No! If you tell me, then it won’t come true.”

He gave her a soft smile. “I believe that it will happen regardless.”

“If you’re sure…”

He took a deep breath, then dropped to one knee with a hand over his heart. “Princess Kairi of the Isles, might you do me the honor of allowing me to protect you with every ounce of my being?”

Kairi was speechless, her heart tumbled, her body shook.

He pulled a velvet box from his pocket. “I give you this vow of holding my heart forever more.” He flipped the box open and there laid a simple silver band with a beautiful pearl.

She dropped to her knees and placed her hands over his.

“I shall take care of it always, as you shall take care of mine.”

THE WAY THAT I SURPRISED MYSELF WITH THAT ENDING

I TOO FELT LIKE THE READER IN THAT MOMENT

Ko-Fi | Commission | Masterlist

#alie ficlet #kingdom hearts fanfction #rikai #riku x kairi #riku #kairi #namine

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shintsukimi · 2 years ago

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Rui Kamishiro – Longing from the past part 2

Translations of the second half of the Rui Kamishiro side story "longing from the past". This is from the Revival My Dream so reading that event story before this is recommended.

Part 1

Phoenix Wonderland - Wonder Stage

Tsukasa: Very well! With this we're all done

Nene: Sigh, I'm beat...Emu, aren't you tired too? You've done some extreme acrobatics

Emu: Hm? I wouldn't mind doing around two more performances ♪

Nene: Wow...

Rui: Hehe, this is what you call bottomless endurance

Rui: However, before you know it you might grow more and more fatigued. You should get some proper rest

Emu: Yeeees ☆

Tsukasa: In any case, that truly was a superb jump

Nene: The spectators cheered too

Emu: Ehehe. I practiced loooooots with everyone after all ♪ I'm happy it was a success ☆

Rui: (That jump was indeed splendid)

(Flashback to the jumping scene)

Rui: ...

Tsukasa: Speaking of...Rui, what about what you said that time?

Rui: That time?

Emu: Ohhhhhhh! About the reward!?

Nene: Oh right, you did raise that flag about telling us something if the show succeeded or something of the sort

Rui: Hehe, that thing huh

Rui: ——looks like the time for me to speak has come

Emu: Ohhhhhhhh! I wonder what he'll say, Nene!

Nene: Huh? I don't know either...

Tsukasa: What!? Are you telling me that even Nene, who realized Rui was in unusually high spirits after the show, has no idea!?

Rui: Tsukasa, could you please not raise the bar like that?

Rui: (Well, I shouldn't be getting their hopes too high...)

Rui: Very well, I'll speak

Emu: I'm excited...

Rui: Would you like to hold a wrap party all together in the near future?

Rui: My house...or rather, there is this garage I use as my room, and I was thinking of holding it there, what do you say?

Nene: Ru...

Nene: Rui is inviting people over!?

Several days later - Rui's room

Rui: Welcome to my room-cum-workroom

Emu: Wow...! What is this button on the wall? An electric switch?

Nene: Ah, that's...

Rui: Hehe, try pressing it. Tsukasa, could you move two steps to the left?

Tsukasa: Hm? Like this?

Tsukasa: Uwaaaaaaaa!? .....Wait, this is!

Emu: Ohhhh! A zombie robot fell on the spot Tsukasa is!

Rui: Most zombie robots are kept in the Phoenix Wonderland storage facility but...

Rui: That one is a prototype...it's the first one I've built, so I've kept it to study how to improve on them

Tsukasa: I see. But why did it fall from the ceiling...?

Rui: There wasn't enough room for it on the floor or the walls. I hoist things that I don't know where to put to the ceiling

Rui: If you press the buttons around there at random, various things will come down

Tsukasa: Is this place a trick house!?

Rui: Hehe, you're not wrong. My parents said that and smiled at me

Emu: Ehehe, I love trick houses too☆ if I find a button I'll press it

Nene: That's all well and good, but today we came here for a wrap party

Rui: Oh, apologies. You're very right, let us begin

Tsukasa: ......

Rui: Oh? Is something the matter, Tsukasa?

Tsukasa: No, I just thought there was something to be done before the wrap party

Rui: What is that?

Tsukasa: Cleaning up this obviously incredibly messy room

Tsukasa: There doesn't seem to be any dust or trash here, but things are scattered around everywhere to the point there's no room to sit

Rui: Ohh. Aside from the things on the desk, you can put anything away anywhere

Rui: Ah, this blueprint is unfinished, so I'll put it there so I can quickly take it out whenever I want...and this tool...well, putting it under the desk will do

Rui: Very well. Now you can sit down

Tsukasa: You really just moved it out of the way...

Nene: Well, even if he did tidy up, it would go back to what it used to be on the same day, so it's useless

Tsukasa: I-I see. Then let's give up

Rui: Now everyone, raise your glasses!

Emu: Yeeeeees ♪

Rui: Tsukasa

Tsukasa: Very well

Tsukasa: Cheers to celebrate the success of the second special show we put on as advertising ambassadors!

Emu: Cheeeeeers ♪

Nene, Rui: Cheers!

Emu: Yaaaaay, snacks ♪ snacks ♪

Tsukasa: Hey Emu! Wipe your hands before eating! You guys too

Nene: Yes yes

Rui: ..........

Rui: (I truly am a fortunate person)

#Project Sekai #Wonderlands x Showtime #Rui Kamishiro #proseka

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fighting-these-demons · 6 months ago

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Bucch*g*ri Livebloging Ep 5

Ivy soulcaliber runs an illegal factory on the side???

Hmmmm they're mentioning the gang war. Are they all taking pipes to beat them with? They had like 2 days and the whole time they were planning all this could they not have done this earlier???

MATAKARAAAAAA!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖 He's so awesome! Save the day darling!

Huh. When he's standing normal he sort of looks like Abel Nightroad.

its a sshame he's garbage. I wonder if the way that he uses English is charming or annoying to Japanese audiences?

AJ???????

Oh shit WHY IS HE NAKED AND HAPPY ABOUT IT WHAT THE FUCK????? A PINK CROWN?????

Oh damn. Matakara is about to Loose His Mind! 😨 He's like "I've done everything right. What the fuck is happening here??? This guy ain't shit. Why is Arajin so happy to be here???? Is this guy his type????"

Matakara I'm always rooting for you but if you could turn your head slightly to the left I promise you'll find 2 guys that are CRAZY about you! They're cute too!!!

"Playing king's orders."???????? WHAT DI YOU MEAN?????

GENIE ain't hearing any if this shit. He's side eyeing him so hard like "dude you're enjoying this shit too much"

Arajin brings nothing but shame on Team Sigma.

Good

How is he not the least bit embarrassed????? Thats a whole room full of guys. Damn Ivy Soulcalibur looks so pleased. Just eyeing him.

Another one bites the dust

WAIT. nah there's no way. They wouldn't do a Helen of Troy with this storyline because that would make no sense.

" Are you friends? " "No its not like that at all! "

😨😱💔

MATAKARAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

YOU DESERVE BETTER!!!!!!

DUMP HIM!!!!!! I DONT CARE THAT IT WAS ONE SIDED!!! JUST FORGET THIS LOSER AUGH!!!!

ARAJIN!!!!!!!!!

YOU SHUT YOUR WORTHLESS MOUTH BEFORE YOU BREAK HIS BEAUTIFUL HEART

you kknow I respect that Ivy Soulcalibur has a strict dress code for his gang. They look great in the background and he instantly stands out among them.

Diva behavior. Love that for him.

😱😨

NO MATAKARA!!!!!!!

Oh he has a thing for or maybe beef with Matakara's older brother possibly.

Man wouldn't it be funny and infuriating if someone else calling Matakara "Good Boy" is what finally triggers Arajin finally standing up for Matakara?

KENICHIRO MY BELOVED!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖

Begging them to give me even a crumb of Butler/Teacher. Just a crumb please! 😭

Hmmmm. Matakara is strong and flexible.

Can't he at least get his arms in front of him?

*sigh* Arajin you've got a long climb to decency and less than 10 episodes. You better get to it. 🙄😒

At least he's helping him

LMAO THE TWO QUESTIONS I KNEW HE'D ASK

Lmao so he IS the only character responding to Arajins insane virginity yells. I called it!

Oh no. 😨

Oh Thank God. Wait he has his own club and idol group? He must be yakuza. No way he has the money for this as a high schooler.

UH OH

Well. We've got more to the flashback

A crumbling bomb shelter. What a great place for a fight!

Arajin run. Run now. Quickly.

Wait wait wait. We STILL don't have an explanation about why Arajin was naked????

There must be a cultural context clue to that king command game or something that I just didn't pick up on.

MATAKARA!!!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖

😫😭💖

WE'RE ALL DELUSIONAL EVERY NOW AND THEN. HE NEEDS THIS DREAM TO GET HIM THROUGH EVERY DAY OF HELL AND I SUPPORT HIM!!!! I JUST WISH IT WAS ANYONE ELSE!!!!

🤦‍♀️

She needs help, but I respect the very much fictional hustle. I'm sick to my stomach but if it were literally any other guy in the crowd then I'd be cheering her on so.

HERE WE GO

🤦‍♀️

At least him doing this makes sense because genies long lost rival lover is wholesale possessing him.

I'm not a fan of this type but damn does he play it well! Suave as hell! 🎉🎉🎉👏👏👏👍👍👍

WHSISJSJSSJSU HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF AN INESCAPABLE PROPOSAL/ROMANTIC GESTURE???

This is beautifully cathartic. 10/10

Oh NOW we get the explanation lol. Amazing. He seems to know that he can't trust this clearly duplicitous man though si that's good.

Poor Genie.

Thanks Incest Ingenue! You've put him back on a path. Is it a good path? I dunno. But it's certainly a path.

I know too many anime tropes honestly. There's another one for Veef with one of the other gangs heads. It was Kenichiro after all! And I bet it's related to Matakara's brother.

Hmmmm interesting. If he does thay often you'd assume there'd be preexisting scarring.

😨😬

That sounds rapey as all hell. Comparing stopping at noting -even murder- to get revenge and get kenichiro and comparing it to Arajin losing his virginity. Sounds like he wants to rape Arajin or arrange a kidnapping or drugging to help Arajin rape someone else.

KENICHIRO!!!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Uhg. Of course he don't like you bitch you play dirty with weapons when it goes against the creed of the group like????? Your crush and devotion don't mean shit if you fold to suit yourself whenever. 🤷‍♀️

No wonder they dumped ur ass.

Oooooooh 2nd story no guard rail high stakes fight!!!!!!!

I don't think I'll ever see his beautiful eyes but I headcanon them as a lovely shade of lilac. 💜

DAMN EVERYONE HERE HAS A STRAIGHT HUY HALL PASS FOR THIS MAN

I would too if I was a guy I get it.

TEAL TERROR SAVES THE DAY!!!!! GO DARLING GO!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💙💙💙💙💙

Ah yep. Here comes the rape suggestion.

Hmmmm I wonder if it's the rape suggestion with the hand gripping his shoulder from behind with enough force to hold him in place while his own hands are between his asscheeks assumedly against his asshole and it all suddenly overwhelms him?

Or if it's his heart pulling a Grinch and growing 3 sizes this day?

GENIE is noticing too.

LMAO THE CLOSEUP ON HIS HANDS IN HIS OWN ASS

🤣

Ivy Soulcalibur you're gay as the day is long you're so full of shit

HIS HEART GREW 3 SIZES IN RAGE GOOD FOR HIM

Yep blue genie is possessing him for sure. I wouldn't be surprised if it's a 24/7 shared consciousness thing. Clearly whatever they've got going is working for them.

BATEFOOT????? IN THE BOMB SHELTER RUINS???? EVEN GIANTS SUCCUMB TO DIRTY NEEDLES BABE NOOOOOOO

😭

MATAKARA AND TEAL TERROR!!!!

Here he comes! Arajin!!!!

Why do they still want to fight???

JAVASCRIPT AND PINK PETALS END!!! 💖💙💖💙💖💙

#Magic Carpet Slide #AWESOME Episode!#It really picked up!

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pt 6 Princesses, Dragons, and Elves oh my!

Lana hesitated before following, curiosity getting the better of her embarrassment.

There followed an enlightening but boring time as Gill paused constantly to show her plants and explain their properties and uses, sometimes picking them and putting them away in one of the pouches on his belt.

He noted Lana’s attention wandered after a while, clearly getting bored, But Gill didn’t slow by much. It was sort of his intention to show the tedious stuff a person had to learn if they wanted to travel and live off the land.

She apparently decided to alleviate her boredom via interruption.

“Gill, can I ask how old you are?”

“Me?” Gill was currently kneeling, digging away at some wild vegetable to put in the stew. He had a few tied to his pack, “Three-hundred-seventy-eight, I think.”

“You think?” came the surprised comment of disbelief.

“I’d have to do-” Gill paused as he pulled at the stubborn roots, voice strained, “Hnnn! -Some calculations. Ulf! But I’m pretty sure. Haven’t kept proper track in some time so I may be off a year. Ah! Yis!”

Out came the root. He gave it several shakes to get the worst of the dirt clumps off “Hold this for me?” he asked, handing it up. Lana took it grudgingly by the leafy stem, trying to hold it with the least amount of contact as possible.

Gill mentally chuckled as he got up and dusted his hands off each other, “Right, this way.”

There was a pause in the instruction as he didn’t see anything new of note. But as they got to one of the traps Lana spoke up again.

“How long have you been traveling?”

“Hnn…” he had to think about that, “Let’s see… I’m nearly four-hundred… I was… was… I think I was in my early hundreds when I left to strike out on my own. Community life wasn’t for me.”

Lana frowned at the root, watching to be sure it didn’t drop any dirt on her, “Elves keep to themselves to the north usually, right?”

“And south I discovered,” Gill lightly informed her, “There’s another continent separate from this one where dark skinned elves and humans live. Skin nearly black as ebony.”

Lana let out a quiet exclamation of surprise, “You’re kidding. Dark as Ebony?”

“Humans, anyway,” Gill amended, “Elves were more like varying shades of brown. I suppose they would be the south’s version of fair skinned. Huh,” he paused, “Hadn’t really thought of that until now.” He thought a little longer as he pulled a branch out of their path, allowing Lana to pass.

“Their hair was unusual,” he continued, taking the lead again, “Often put in thin braids all over, with turquoise and beads of different kinds woven in. If the men grew it out some it sat like a dense bush on their heads. I could only say it was like frizzy curly hair taken beyond, I guess. Very dense in tight ringlets I think.”

He really didn’t know how to explain it, “They were rather wary of me, and I of them. Their culture is much different, I’d almost call it wild, or uncivilized, but I got to know it and it’s simply different. They’re more war-like than we are up north. So I’d say maybe more related to humans. Humans there on the contrary are extremely warlike and brutal, and live simpler lives. No vast stone castles or large settlements.” he paused as he came upon his trap and found no catch. One down, two more to check out.

The forest was becoming less even on the ground, rising and dipping. Gill was taking the best paths possible but he could only make it so easy.

“The elves had stone temples though, and that did feel primitive, if less so. Leastways much simpler architecture. Very blocky and more of painted pictures and carvings on the walls telling stories rather than statues decorating everything.

“Vast planes, vast jungles, very dangerous. I would have to draw you some of the animals and monsters I met, they were so different.”

As he said it he realized he was making adventure appealing again. Confound it. I’m trying to make her go home! He thought with despair. He didn’t want to put dreams in the head of a girl who likely couldn’t attain them.

“Wow,” Lana panted, struggling a little with the terrain. Sure enough there she was all excited, “I wish I could travel like you!”

Well now what did he do?

Not knowing how to remedy the situation he could only reply, “It has its moments.”

“The most exciting,” Lana paused their movement to catch her breath more, “Thing to happen to me was my coming of age ceremony and ball.” she sounded wistful, “Well, and once we visited a foreign kingdom. It was different, but I’d say not as different as what you’re describing. And tournaments are awfully exciting.”

So she was indeed eighteen. Gill noted that to himself. Been four or five years since she last saw Adam if he reckoned right.

“City culture can be fascinating to explore,” Gill tried to figure some way to encourage her not to feel depressed about her life. Really though he knew he was a hypocrite. Had he not run away from his duties he was training up for? Run from the pressure and… terror he couldn’t face…

“I suppose,” Lana sounded doubtful, “It would just be a lot of dry reading though, wouldn’t it?”

Gill shrugged, “Not if you find some excuse to be down among the people. Perhaps you should study to be a dignitary or ambassador?” he suggested.

“Mmm…” she pursed her lips, not biting, but she gestured for them to continue walking, and so they did, Gill helping her down a tricky part. Her riding dress was certainly more suited for the excursion than anything else he imagined a princess normally wore. And she had good solid boots on with a low heel.

“If you’re sneaky and have someone trustworthy to show you more of the city up close you could explore.” he continued, “Keep to the safer areas and worse that’ll happen is a pickpocket takes your money, or necklace when you’re distracted. Oh, and you don’t hand out gold to poor people.”

Lana seemed more interested, but frowned, “Why? Wouldn’t they appreciate it?”

Gill paused, looking back at her, “In all honesty I probably shouldn’t be describing this stuff to you.” he hesitated on elaborating these things to a princess. Royalty.

“There’s no one around but you and me,” she replied with a slight smirk.

“Mmmm…” Gill hummed, the corner of his mouth lifting and eye squinting in thought as he considered, “Well, so. The reason why is one; you’ll give yourself away as rich, thus becoming a target, and two; more dangerous people will simply take the money away from the more needy, even beat them up for it.” or kill He decided not to add, “Coppers are better, they don’t draw as much attention. At the same time, not to sound callous, but it’s just generally not safe to give money to people unless you’re looking for information. When I’m dealing with hunting down a criminal or strange happenings that might be connected to a monster within the walls, the poor sometimes have useful information. If I can exchange something it’s preferable but a little money wi- This is not what I mean to be talking to you about.” he cut himself off abruptly, remembering he was talking to an upper class young lady.

“Awww!” Lana complained, then giggled, “You don’t get to talk to people much, do you?” she inquired, still amused, if disappointed.

He blinked, then Gill had to chuckled a little self-depreciatingly, “Astute observation. Sometimes I get rambly when I’m comfortable with people.” he replied, resolving to watch himself and not get off on tangents a girl shouldn’t hear. “I can go on about medicinal herbs if you get me started. I find them very fascinating what with the combinations that can be achieved, and of course the knowledge has saved my life on numerous occasions. I’d be a scholar or healer if I were not a wanderer.”

“What really made you wander?” Lana asked.

Having enough of this vein of conversation, Gill turned it around, “Eh, ‘nuff about me. What about you? What’s life been like? You’re brother gave me the impression you were something like thirteen-fourteen years old.”

“Fourteen?” Lana scoffed, “How long did you know my brother again?”

“Not all that long,” Gill shrugged, “I think he last saw you at about that age so you were frozen in time for him?”

Lana shook her head, “Fourteen! But yes, it’s been about four years since last I saw him.” she paused with a smile, “I begged him to bring me along, but of course I didn’t get my way. I thought I was grown up enough.”

She was silent for a time, “My coming of age was two months ago. I really wanted him to be there.” she said quietly.

The mood was instantly dampened. Gill came upon another trap that had been successful, and he let the silence sit as he worked the noose off the caught rabbit’s broken neck. He preferred his traps kill as quickly as possible. Gill hated the thought of an animal suffering slowly as it died in a trap. He noted Lana was looking elsewhere rather than his work. Naturally.

“I…” he didn’t know what to say, “I can’t say sorry enough. If I had had any sense of the time I likely would have insisted he go be there. Those are important milestones.” he said lamely.

Lana was quiet before she said in a subdued tone, “I hardly feel like a grownup at all. Having suitors all around me was exciting at the party, but, coming out here... Being with Glen. I realize I’m not ready for the next steps in my life. I don’t like the idea of marriage right now.”

Gill would have given her a pat on the shoulder if not for his hands being dirty and in the middle of handling a dead thing.

“Adulthood… is rough, not gonna lie,” he said, turning to her for a moment, “I finally found where I’m happy, which not everyone can find, but it took several decades of dealing with things that wound up too hard for me. I wasn’t up to the challenge of such responsibility.”

“Why?” Lana asked, eyes searching his, but Gill couldn’t meet her gaze.

“Couldn’t get over my fear.” he said simply, turning away and moving on.

“Fear–?” she started to ask, then caught herself, “Oh.”

There was a long depressed pause as both retreated into their not very happy thoughts.

“What… did you fly with?” Lana tentatively inquired.

Gill continued walking, “That’s part of what I said I may or may not divulge at some point. And this… isn't that point. Sorry.”

Lana waved her hands, “Oh! No no! I’m the one who’s prying! You don’t have to talk about it.” she reassured the elf, “I should be the one apologizing!”

Her earnestness elicited a chuckle that was half a cough from Gill, “It’s fine, it’s fine.” he reassured back, “An inquiring mind and curiosity are pretty good traits. Just have to have a little temperance.”

Lana laughed a little nervously, “You think so?”

Gill found the last trap had caught a squirrel. Well, mixed meats wouldn’t be terrible. He reset it and started their winding way back to the cave and Glen.

“Curiosity taught me many valuable lessons over the years.” He replied, then, “Alright, I want to listen to nature for a bit and have some silence, if that’s alright?”

“Oh, uh, yes, that’s alright.” Lana replied.

And so there was silence. Gill gave himself over to the land, listening to the sounds of the forest, feeling the cool air from the shade of the trees. It was getting very dark at this point but his keen eyes picked out the path carefully.

“Walk in my steps,” he commented suddenly, “I know you can’t see as well in the dark as I. Follow and it’ll be easier.”

He shortened his stride and took more time. Lana was breathing hard again and he had a feeling she would have very sore legs in the next day or two.

Back to embracing the quiet, he used his senses to enjoy different aspects of the nature about him. In a small clearing there were fireflies beginning to twinkle. A squirrel skittered when they returned to the trees, startling some bird with a harsh cry.

All too soon they were back. Glen was dozing but started awake as Lana hailed him.

“We’re back!”

Glen snorted awake, “I wasn’t sleeping!” he exclaimed quickly.

Gill resisted the urge to laugh, “Suuuure.” he replied sarcastically, “Just resting your eyes.”

“Yes! Exactly!” Glen replied, then frowned down at them, “You took your sweet time.”

Gill shrugged as he got down to the business of preparing food. He got his small pot out and instructed Lana to fill it with water as he moved to take the two kills and hang them to bleed for a bit. Lana was glad to drop the root until he asked her to wash that and the other vegetables he had gotten. She grumbled but did as told. For a princess she wasn’t very stuck up, Gill noted.

“Well, I’m primarily a trapper as opposed to a hunter,” he got back to the conversation, “So, you know, set several to put the odds in my favor. And I had to get some other things along the way.” he gestured to where Lana was moving down to the clear pool, “When I have the leisure I want my food to be savory and aromatic.”

He next set to rebuilding the fire with extra wood he had not yet used.

Glen then asked if he and Lana had talked about anything– “Well I learned that learning to live off the land is boring!” Lana commented– and Gill recounted some of the things, particularly about the southern continent since he thought Glen would find that more interesting.

Lana on the other hand recounted what he had not meant to talk to her about. Glen seemed just as intrigued surprisingly, “Certainly makes it easier to gather gold when people keep it in their treasuries.” he commented with a rumbling chuckle.

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