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penitenziagite for disco elysium is really good if you haven't read it. 23k words.

Oh that sounds cool! Lemme just get ready...

Okay, got ready. I've got a bowl of popcorn and two cans worth of ROOT BEER!! in a pickle jar. Big thing. Anywho, this'll be my thoughts and reactions cause I like doing those. Let's start.

So to begin, sick title. I thought it was some kind of drug I've never heard before, but no! Latin! That's cool! A bit of a nightmare to type out, but it's chill it's cool.

Let's look at the tags– holy shit it's a genfic??? Oh let's go! Not to be an annoying person, but personally I like Kim and Harry's dynamic as being platonic, with MAJOR amounts of tension and awkwardness from both of them at certain points. I think at some points they've been sexually attracted to each other, but it's mostly died down (especially in Kim). They both are better as partners anyways. Being in a relationship kinda messes it up a little. Harry is still a mess at times and yearns and gets a little jealous and insecure if Kim ever gets a boyfriend, but y'know that's just how Mr. Tequila Sunset is. They're just guys <3

Anyways anyways, back to the fic. No more rambling. I just like genfics.

Tags...tags... Hurt/comfort, heavy on hurt. Sounds good. Also, vaguely pre-relationship. I dig it. Coolio. Implied and also explicit suicide attempt? OOOH!! CASE FIC!! YESS LET'S GO!! God I love case fics so much. I love writing the characters doing things they would in canon. I gotta do that more for the mercs, it's so fun. Oh and also child death. That part spooks me.

For characters, all 41st Precinct guys. Plus this name I don't recognize... One quick Google tells me he's the head boss. Cool!

Anywho, let's get to reading.

OH SHIT THE SUMMARY OH GOD

Notes :] Lil' description of the word + an apology for what they've done.

Okay– probably should switch off my music to something more for reading. Less words. Maybe white noise or just ambient stuff. Eh, why not the soundtrack of the game itself. It's topical.

Actually beginning now, let's go.

Kim POV to start with, nice.

Aw no Kim :(( Poor guy

So he's in a prison? The summary did mention that Harry was in one for killing Cunoesse. Let's see.

Aww no Harry :(( He's just a guy who killed a child :((((( He don't need to spend that long in solitary confinement :((

Harry freaking everyone out cause of him talking to himself is so silly I love him

Ahh so this is the aftermath of that one bit where you can shoot Cunoesse in the game. I dunno why that took me so long for it to click. Kinda obvious. Ohh that's really fun to think about.

Impressive memory to remember that even after five years. Then again, even after his amnesia, Encyclopedia chimes in for the most random of trivia. Harry just remembers the little things. Also, hey, he said "Books". That's Encyclopedia! The silly!

Oh this is gonna be good I can feel it in my arteries.

Man Kim just can't get a break from traumatic things related to guns happening to his partner.

Ahhh I see. So Precinct 41st drags Harry out of solitary confinement in order for him to solve an old case. Neat. I assume this is cause Harry has solved like two, three hundred cases and is their last hope.

So Trant comes by and visits, eh? Just to take notes on Harry's psyche? Considering from the author's note, I'm willing to bet it's for nefarious purposes. Mayhaps HE is the murderer!! (Spooky)

EGAISGWISG– KRAZ NO WAUGAHA– It's like a coin toss between that being Rhetoric or the actual voice of Kraz Mazov himself in Harry's head hrjsgdiehe–

So he refuses?.. Curious...

"I have a lot of friends!" – Guy who has been locked in solitary confinement for five years and has been known to talk to himself. Ehosgeiesysh this is so silly I love this already.

Crownhead that's Volition definitely.

THE LONE "Ah." FROM KIM HELAHEIEGEU–

Ah so in this run of sorts, Harry drank and was high. Neat since whenever I play DE I'm always straight edge and sober. I can't let Kim down :(( But it does make sense for here cause. y'know. he shot a kid

Oh SHIT! Poor Harry man like :(

COACH LET'S GO!!

Aaannnddd they're off!

God it's really interesting. I adore the idea of Harry's ability to contain himself whittling down as he spends time in solitary confinement, being incredibly open about his thoughts and not really being exactly able to contain them. God that's such a cool premise. Oughhh 500 billion kudos and 100 million comments of praise to the author NOW for just the premise alone.

Obsessed with how Done Kim is with Harry. Of course he would be. It's in-character, both in canon and in this AU. It's still goofy. I love this characterization a lot :]

Oh yeah that makes sense cause Kim doesn't do his thinking like that, preferring the pen and pad. Of course he wouldn't relate to psychosis and or OSDD.

I wonder who Honey is. Thespian is obviously Drama, but Honey eludes me. If I were to wager a guess it's some Moterics skill. Bleeding Heart is probably also Pain Threshold.

...is Bleeding Heart really Pain Threshold? Eh, let's find out.

Ohhh I love a little dramatic irony. "The Union did it" :]

Ahh so the Tribunal still happened. Aw.

Puzzleface :) Love Logic.

Interestin', Kim working between both Precincts. I was wondering how they'd explain the reason a guy from the 57th was working with a guy from the 41st.

Rejects and losers. Of course he'd fit in.

THE GANG!!!!

I don't trust you Trant.

Harry :(( Good God he's in terrible shape. He's just shaking like a scared dog. He's terrified of his colleagues. He's definitely very aware of the person he was before the amnesia, which makes it even worse. Poor guy..

Anon you're so right I do love this fic.

Trant is suspicious. He's giving off super Not Disco vibes.

Trant is either the murderer, is helping the murderer, or is a centrist/ultraliberal. Nobody acts like that and is a normal person. He's too...nice.

JEAN WHDIEGSHS– ahhh good ol' Jean and his fucking love for using fucking swears at every fucking moment possible for fucks sake. Love him.

Trant gives vibes of evil neurotypical vibes, that's what.

PALE MENTION PALE MENTIONED LETS GO I LOVE PALE LORE I LOVE THE IDEA OF HARRY BEING A MAGPIE I LOVE PALE LORE!!!!

Soo... I know it's early to call shots, but I'm thinking: why is Trant doing this? He's gotta have ulterior motives. If he's researching pale and it's effects by studying Harry, why is that? I'm under the assumption that he's at least involved with the murders somewhat. It's mentioned that, every time discussion dries up about the RCM being shitty at their job, another person dies. Somebody is trying to sabotage the RCM. For what? Political reasonings? Who knows! Let's find out.

Yayyy Trant knows the voices too!

"Innocence alive" is a fun phrase. Like it.

Trant loves Harry like he's studying a bug I love it.

Intrusive thoughts Du Bois here. He just sees a razor and some voices just go: "KILL YOURSELF NOW!!" which honestly. Yeah. That's what happens in the game.

I have a terrible feeling that all of this talk of Harry being prone to harming himself is going to come up later. It's gotta. That's how this works. Oohhhh God....

Annndd to detective work!!

"You're not a stranger to this kind of...thrifting." I adore all of these lil' gestures to the game. It's so fun. Harry is just a hobocop give him a break. He loves stealing random clothes he finds.

Harry :((

Bathroom scene oh boy. The root of homosexuality

HE'S DISSOCIATING NOOOO HARRY MY BOYY PLEASEEE Ohhh God he's so fucked up from jail he needs every nice warm hot bowl of soup

Harry no. Don't look at the razor like that. No. Please god no. It's so tense.

TWENTY ONE FOR IT??? JESUS CHRIST Harry please god almighty.. Oh my god... Just the thought of virtually every thought in Harry's head clamoring for him to take the razor and kill himself is just. HOOOHHHH BOY....

There's scars on his throat :(

Centipede? I can't think of which one that'd be. Maybe HE? Perhaps Savoir Fare? Hm.. Same with The Critic, though that one could be Conceptualization.

Kim, the crowd of inhuman beings is real, don't worry about it :)

Eepy time :]

Hooh!! Notes!!

Oh that's who The Critic is? Shivers? Harry did refer to it with she/her pronouns, which, yeah, makes sense since it's the spirit of Revachol

End of chapter. Kudos kudos kudos kudos kudos kudos kudos k–

"Good morning! ...hello, Harry." I love Judit so much. She's a sweetheart

Hooh! Crime scene!

Love seeing Harry be so open about his voices. It's so fun and neat.

Ohhhh shit the voices.

Party Animal. 100% gotta be Electrochemistry.

So, what we know: the victim was most likely sedated beforehand. If there was no struggle, that means that were incapacitated. The sedative is subtle and takes a keen eye and knowledge in order to identify. How do the bullets exactly fit in...hm...

EYES MENTION

Ah, so that's the bullet. They're sedated and then killed with a square bullet. Square bullet... I don't think I exactly believe it. The perpetrator must be doing something odd. Perhaps they are EXTRACTING THE PALE FROM WITHIN THE BODY VIA LOMBOTOMY!! And you know who else is interested in the pale for potentially nefarious purposes??? That's right, Traunt!! (/lh /j)

See yeah! Harry's speaking my language! Looks less like a bullet and more like a tool. An extraction tool!!!

Oh like a stun gun. That makes sense. Stun gun, bolt gun, all the same, really.

Perhaps it is TRANT selling these incense things to people as aromatherapy in order to harvest them!! I always knew Trant was into pyramid schemes for EVILLL!!

Aww Harry's happy :]

Aww Jean no :(

Yeah I think it's reasonable for Jean to be pissy with Harry. He's a shitty person when he left and killed a kid when trying to work on a case that he just abandoned for a long while to fuck off and try killing himself. Jean is upset enough at Harry even without the child murder. He's ballistic now with him being here like he didn't kill a kid and has been in prison for five years.

Harry is like a sad old dog that's been left shivering in the rain for most of his life. Poor guy...

NOO HIS WRISTSSSS GET THEM OFF GET THEM OFFF

For a second I thought he was gonna pull of soft fabric handcuffs. Nah, just makeshift ones.

Kim :] Awww he's so sweet..

"Why am I doing this?" Your kindness and want for Harry's wellbeing is stronger than that of his own suicidal thoughts, duh

"They had other things to do" oh they just straight up hate him. Reasonable honestly.

Bleeding Heart...is it Empathy??? It can't be Inland Empire. Pain Threshold is out the window.

Harrrryyyyy :((

Boogie Street :] Silly name

WAUGHH NOOO MY HEARTTTT EYEESSS NOOOO God the Eyes stuff never fails to get me. Kim being so closed off and jaded because of his death is so. hurtful. My soul..

Harry?

HARRY?!?!

HELP HIM NO THAT'S BAD

JOINTS POPPING?? EUGHH GOD I CAN HEAR IT AND FEEL IT WuagHGHhGhh HELPP HIM KIM

Okay he's better than Delores Dei.

..aw no...Harry... That's why? He got set off by being called detective? Ohh no.. The voices don't think he deserve it. Then again, they don't think he even deserves to be alive, so there's that.

Christ imagine your thoughts being so violent and powerful you go into shock and seize up cause they hate you and whatever is going on so much.

Harry rest please.. Listen to Kim :(

The hell you want Trant.

I don't trust you pasty white guy...

HE PULLS OUT A PEN WITH ZERO CONCERN I NEED TO MAUL HIM

oh no.

harry please no.

I know there's a chapter left and there's a net zero chance he's actually killing himself here but GOD it's stressful.

So Shivers told him that. Cuno died of an overdose. He would've been thirteen years old. Christ alive...

He does bring up a really good point: Cuno was the only one left who cared for Cunoesse. Everyone else was up in arms about Harry killing a kid that nobody stopped to consider or mourn the death of her. She wasn't a person so much as a victim of police brutality. Cuno was close. Cuno knew her. A part of him would've been torn the second that shot rang in his ears, forever lost as his best friend died before him. It wasn't a game anymore. It was real life. It was real and she was dead. She was dead and nobody but him cared...

God imagine being stuck in solitary confinement like that. You are already a mess. Half of your thoughts wanted you dead or engaging in the worst coping methods possible to ignore the pain of the love of your life leaving you. Then, you lose your memories, and now you're in jail for killing a kid. A child. Every day you're alone with your thoughts. Bombarded with these constantly clashing and arguing voices, all of which only want you dead. Then you've got Shivers and Espirit de Corps like: "Oh btw everyone in the city and your police force hates you"

Anyways back to Harry having a pair of scissors right to his neck. Is there a bigger meaning to the neck? His tie being like a noose is a common motif in the game. Hell, I'd go as far as to say he tried killing himself the night he got amnesia. The way the tie was held up on the ceiling... That or it could just be because it's a clear spot with a major artery that, when severed, is a quick and rather painful death. Eugh, bleugh. Writer disease has kicked in and now my neck feels weird and tight cause of empathy and whatever.

Harry put down the scissors. Please

Shivers wants him to live... My heart..

"Why don't you want me to die, lieutenant?" What if I cried, huh? What then?

He's asking for the cuffs on again.. He doesn't want to die... He's got another reason to keep going

Something to note that I'm a little obsessed over is the inverse of the game happening here. Kim almost always refers to Harry as "detective", while Harry always just called Kim by his name. Inversely here, Harry calls Kim by his title cause he knows that he likes it, as well as Kim saying his name due to Harry having a major breakdown over it. It's just cool and silly :] I like it a lot

HARRY'S CRYING NOOO GOD NONONOOO ohh his mind is going to be like an absolute whirlwind here. Volition is the MVP honestly

It just hit me: Kim doesn't want Harry to die again cause he feels already responsible enough for Eyes. I dunno why it took me that long. Even in my own small writings, I bring it up. Kim cares so, so much about Harry because he doesn't want to fuck things up again. He doesn't want to get terribly attached in case of an emergency, but even in said emergency, he would do everything and more to protect him. Do what he should've done all those years back

Chapter three time, let's go!

Harry please..pleaseee Harry.....

KIMMM NOOOO

The hell you want Trant. Trout. Whatever

The way he's so utterly divorced from reality and just goes like: "Yuh-huh, yeh? He tried killing himself? Ookie pokie :)" is setting off so many alarm bells.

"Imprinting positive memories" Harry has done little more than be yelled at, belittled, and then tried killing himself this entire time. The second he got excited he was shot down.

It is a very messy situation Kim's found himself in. He's the one who decides whether Harry, a severely mentally ill man, gets to either go back to prison or sticks around with him. I can't blame him for being conflicted. Hell, I don't even know what I'd do.

Discussions discussions...

Free Harry!!

And down to the street with all of the incense stuff!

Harry getting constantly compared to being a dog is so silly I love him..

Talking talking,, all sorts of case stuff.

Five years?? Oh that's gonna be important. Maybe it was Harry who bought them before and that's why he was gravitated to them. Since leaving, well, no more buying.

Especially with Logic and Electrochemistry popping up too now, yeah.

BREAKING AND ENTERING TIME!!!

oh right. yeah. harry would be extremely sensitive around guns cause..cause of all of the incident

He's got the Sad Cop copotype.

C'mon buddy, just a lil' pep talk. All gonna be fine. Just don't. die if you hear gunshots.

Trant shush. No. Not a word.

Trant you are so suspicious I refuse to believe it isn't you. It has to be.

It's only a guy with no eyelids. Don't worry!

So Trant isn't the one murdering them. It's this bozo. Understandable. Maybe Trant is just a prick. I still think he's evil.

OH SHIT

OHHH NOOOOO

TRANT ONE OF YOUR MEN JUST GOT SHOT AT LEAST SHOW SOME EMOTION OTHER THAN THAT

Back at the Precinct :]

Oh no it's the boss man.

Evaluation time!!

TRANT NO

Can I kill Trant. Pretty please

OH FUCK OFFFF TRANTTT Petty bullshit I need him to Perish

Okay okay it's fine they're coming to an agreement. Harry is fine. It's chill. Trant please reveal that you've been brain scooping so it's morally okay for me to strangle you

Harry please...

Oh damn

Harrryyy noo..please...

HUG! HUG PLEASEE

God damn they're both touch-starved.

So! Good fic! Liked it! I'm losing my ability to type. Very eepy. Going to. bed.

#ask #anon #liveblogging

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boba-beom · 2 years ago

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it's honestly so great, i really missed being here. home. with the people i love. i spent most of my life here and sometimes, i really miss it and i wish i could've been able to stay here for uni as well. that happens when you live abroad i guess, you long for your home, for your people, for your language, for your culture and your food.

omg you had your birthday?? belated happy birthday 🥺 i hope you had an amazing time with the people you love❤️ i haven't known you for that long, but i really enjoy talking to you and seeing your posts on my notifs. you always manage to bring a smile on my face c:

LMAO NOT THE "you're getting older" message pls😭 i don't know much about the whole situation, but he seems confusing? is he being friendly or is this going to become some sort of casual thing between the two of you? idk if you've ever watched friends, but there's this submarine guy phoebe went out with at some point and basically he resurfaced every 2 years and they had the most amazing time together. so it could be something like thaaaat? or it could be just him being friendly. guys are so confusing honestly😭

ah, i swear, rediscovering things is a whole new experience and i'm sure you'll enjoy it as if it's the first time. i just love it when muscle memory kicks in, cause it feels like "wow i can't believe i remember this" and also "damn it, i AM good" LOL. what type of guitar do you usually play though? classical, acoustic or electric?

ahh, you're welcome. honestly at this point i'm convinced that you could write about a trashbag and i still would like it, because your writing is that good. it captivates you in its own way and i enjoy seeing all these scenarios i've never thought of or seen before on here (• ♡ •)

that sounds like a good idea. i hope everything goes well with your coursework and you get a good grade. you got this!!❤️

when it comes to university, i start my next semester in april and my timetable is such a mess, i'm really not looking forward to the next semester in a way lol. but on the other hand, i'm super excited for some of the lectures and seminars i'll be attending. we're finally taking two clinical psychology lectures and this one seminar about mental disorders. the clinical part has always been my main interest ever since i started my bachelor's, so i'm excited to finally dive in deeper. oh, that reminds me. what are you studying if you don't mind me asking?

that's so true smiles, thank you🥺❤️ i'll definitely tag you once it's out, thank you for being so supportive❤️❤️

ohh the uni trip sounds so exciting, i hope you had a good time!! and it sounds like you've had a very productive couple of days!! hope you're also resting and taking care of yourself <3 pls that post made me so soft, it was so well written and i just loved the moments between mc and beomgyu🥺 really showcased how well they matched each-other, almost fitting perfectly into one-another like two puzzle pieces. i also use bullet points to write sometimes haha they really do help with planning/brainstorming and then also connecting everything into one once you're done.

i've been pretty well tbh, just eating a lot and having a good time with my friends and family hehe. i can't believe i go home in three days though, these past few days really felt like a fever dream.

of course being in the comfort of your own home is the best over anything, but I'm really happy you got to spend time with your loved ones <3

this was longer than I expected lmao

and thank you! yes, it was only a small celebration since I had quite a loud one last year. plus I only stayed home for 3 days since I had uni a couple of days after my birthday.

it's funny actually, yesterday he went to my home city for an interview and he was there for two nights, but last night was his last night in the city and I was added to a group call with him and our bsf. my bsf left the call around 2am but he and I kept talking until 6am :') and he had a train to catch at 10am... it was nice, I feel like I did genuinely get to know him a little more without having our bsf there to prompt us to talk. but I feel like I enjoy talking to him, but I think I'm going to leave it at just friends... for now since that's all what it feels like at the minute :>

that's so true! and I have an electro-acoustic guitar!! I do want an electric guitar at some point though, or even a bass too. are there any other instruments you want to learn or have played in the past?

and pls, you're too sweet :') I do have the tendency to use flowery terms and what not, I can't help it though hehe but thank you so so much for always being so interested and I love hearing your feedback because I always wanna know what goes on through someone's mind or their thoughts about anything of mine that they've read.

but thank you! I've been progressing well, but I do need to make timetable or a schedule for things I need to do, slowly but surely I will be okay!

I hope your next semester won't be too hard on you! omg my sister does psychology too and clinical is something she's wanting to do :> I do interior architecture and design! I'm loving it, truly, but it's just the fact the deadline's coming closer is something that makes me anxious about my work is all.

I had a long rest over the weekend and I've been back on the grind since monday so I've been keeping on track with what I've been wanting to do! and yes, that piece was written a little differently than what I usually do but, again, thank you for liking it so much! I'm happy my imagination was envisioned well to you<3 and for writing, everyone has their own ways, as long as you enjoy the process then go for it!

I hope you have/had a save flight, my love! as always, there will be more times when you can come back home and spend time with them again! it's just something you can look forward to next time, yano? rest up and I hope you have good days ahead of you 💕

#april ♡#aprilisque ♡#ᥫ᭡ : asks.#[ 🧸 ] — mutuals.

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misc-magic · 21 days ago

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Ohh thank you for the tag, Eden!!

Mwahaha I gave myself cat ears because why not, right?? Also there were no freckles, so I went with those little diamonds instead lol.

how do you spend your free time?

I spend what little free time I have writing, doing a couple other hobbies, and trying to keep on top of my house, chores, and errands. And you know, trying to do it effectively despite the adhd lol!

what are your hobbies and how did you get into them?

I don't usually list writing as a hobby because it's more like my life's blood. I get irritable if I don't write. But my other main hobby is music. I play the piano almost every day. My guitar and ukulele are collecting some dust recently, but I will get back to those, too. Playing music is the most relaxing thing for me and I always end up wanting to pick instruments back up even if it's been a minute. As for how I got into it, I started playing the piano at the tender age of 9 and just never stopped lol. Reading is another big hobby of mine. I turned the formal dining room of my house into a library so I could have a place for all my piles of books. I'm in a reading slump currently, but I've learned to just let it be and eventually I will be consuming books like crazy again. This is another one I don't know the origin of, it's like I've been reading books as long as I can remember. (Other hobbies include crocheting, video games, DnD, journaling, and then there's a section of what I call "dead hobbies" as in I did them obsessively for a while but haven't done them in ages but might pick them up again in the future let us not discuss it adklfjkfj.)

what book or movie left a lasting impression on you?

This might be a really dorky answer, but... I read A Midsummer Night's Dream by good ole Billy Shakes when I was like twelve and it changed my brain chemistry forever. I don't know what it was about that play... I read a bunch of others around the same time and like I loved Macbeth and Othello and The Tempest. But there was something about all the fairies and fantasy that I think was the start of my obsession with all things magical lol.

what kind of music do you enjoy?

Ohhh it's constantly changing. When I'm listening to stuff with lyrics or that I want to sing along to, I'm really into folk, indie, jazz, neo soul, and k-pop, but like I also used to listen to a lot of alt rock and punk rock so I know a lot of those songs, too. I'll kinda switch between stuff, especially 90s rock is something I'll play when I'm feeling ~nostalgic~ lol. But when I'm listening to music for writing or concentration, it's all instrumental or in a language I can't speak. So I'm listening to a TON of piano music, classical, and lately my other obsession has been mandopop. I actually really love k-pop for this, too. It's like I can listen to these up beat poppy songs without getting distracted by the lyrics. And yo Mandarin is just a beautiful language to listen to. Anyway, I tend to like most music and I'm always looking for new stuff.

who is your favorite character (atm or all time) and why?

Because I couldn't hope to choose one for all time, I'll go with at the moment and that is none other than the time traveling demon butler Barbatos.

(Assuming here that we're talking about characters that aren't mine because they top the list every time lol. Though actually even if I listed the ones that are at the top, nobody would know them because they aren't my OM OCs and I've never posted about them here lkdfjkfj.)

Barbatos is just such a great character that was horrendously underutilized in his source material. They kinda made him the end all be all solution for when things got out of hand. He could fix any plot hole with a bit of time travel or ancient demon power. But he has so much more depth than that. And maybe in some ways, he reminds me of myself. He's quiet, but observant. He notices everything, keeps track of all the details about someone, remembers everything. The main difference between us is that my adhd makes me scattered, so Barbatos feels like the type of person I have the potential to be if I could keep it together. It's less about the fantasy of someone taking care of me and more about the fantasy of being competent lol. What does this say about me? Let us not look any deeper.

He's also just really cool and mysterious and who doesn't love a guy who can cook, right? His demon form design is top notch in my opinion, with those cool wing like horns and the tail. He's just great in every way and I've written several essays about him on my side blog al;kdfjkdlfj.

Weee that was fun and as usual I wrote too much lol.

OPEN TAGS~ if you are my mutual consider yourself tagged because I want to see all your answers!

tag + q&a game ₊˚ෆ

hello! i thought it would be cute and exciting to do a tag game with all my mutuals to not only talk about themselves, but have fun! so here is my short little game:

alongside this picrew, share 5 things about yourself!

• how do you spend your free time? • what are your hobbies and how did you get into them? • what book or movie left a lasting impression on you? • what kind of music do you enjoy? • who is your favorite character (atm or all time) and why?

i will start first!

my name is rurumi and i enjoy spending my free time writing!

some of my hobbies (outside of writing) includes: drawing, building gundams and keyboards, and fashion! i got into most of them on a whim and became instantly hooked. aside from self-expression, being into fashion also helps with making friends in college because you always have something to talk about!

a book that left a lasting impression on me would have to be either kafka on the shore by haruki murakami or before the coffee gets cold by toshikazu kawaguchi. both stories have kept me up at night thinking a lot about the 'what ifs' in life.

i enjoy soul/r&b alongside anything of jrock influence, but i will basically listen to anything that sounds good. i am currently listening to 'so what' by lucy!

my favorite character at the moment is rin itoshi from blue lock because hes so ridiculously edgy, but at the same time i sympathize with him a lot. on the other hand, my favorite character of all time is suletta mecury from the witch from mercury series, she's an absolute ball of sunshine that i aspire to be.

tagging (+ no pressure) ₊˚ෆ

@kaiser1ns @naenaex0xx @shomatoriashi @choccorin @ryescapades

@rindreamery @soleillunne @kissxcore @rainswept @mitsvriii

#yes that means YOU #tag games

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nilolol30 · 3 years ago

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Sundrop (Moon) x Reader

New assistant pt: 3

Sun and I started to get everyone to group together and get ready for their parents to pick them up making sure everyone had their things that they brought with them while Sun gave them extra Sundrops.

"Okay Little stars I can't wait to see you again we hoped you had a super dooper fun time!" Sun says while doing his little dance again many of the children whined about having to leave one even started crying.

"It's okay hopefully soon you can come back and play with Sun again" I said while patting their back in a attempt to comfort them which worked.

Soon parents entered the daycare and Sun made sure they the kid's went to their parents while I entertained the one's who are waiting for their parents.

Not long everyone was gone and I began to help Sun clean up all the toys and knocked over block's.

"Thank you Star for the wonderful help!" Sun loudly thanks me as he put the last toy in the box.

"No problem this job was more fun than I expected"

"Oh goodie" Sun clapped his hands together and leaned his head onto the back of his hands.

"Quick question where is Moon I was told that he works at the daycare too but I haven't seen him yet" Sun jolted a bit.

"O-oh Moon is only out at nap time that's why lights stay on at playtime" Sun answers nervously.

"Ah that makes sense"

"Now what should we do now Star we still have so many games to play" Sun quickly changes the topic.

"I'm sorry but I need to go home now" I tuned around and was about to walk to the door but Sun grabbed my arm gently.

"W-wait why done you stay longer we can draw, play hide and seek or play tag again!" Sun desperately tried to keep me where I was standing.

"I can't I could get I'm trouble" I couldn't help but feel bad why would someone program a robot to feel lonely that's just messed up.

"No you won't Nic said you would be okay and won't get in any trouble so it's not breaking the rules" I noticed Sun started to shake a little.

"Okay I will stay for only half an hour but that's it okay I need to go home soon" Sun quickly let and and cheered.

"Yay what should we play?!"

"Um why don't we draw for a little bit" if I asked for any game I'm sure he would keep asking for another round.

"Perfect I'll get the pencils and paper while you sit at the tables" after that he ran to the art supplies.

I walked over to a table I was too big to sit on the chair since I wouldn't be able to reach the table so I just sat on the floor Sun arrived with four empty papers he handed me two and kept two for himself he put the tub of pencils in the middle of the table.

"What are you gonna draw?"

"Uhh I'll draw...a garden" I replied.

"Ohh good idea" Sun responded while grabbing a few pencils and started drawing while covering his paper.

"What are you going to draw?"

"It's a super surprise!" Sun laughed.

I picked a few pencils myself and started to draw or well attempt to draw a garden it wasn't too good but wasn't bad either Sun was still working on his paper so I decided to add a swing on the tree in the garden.

"Are you done yet?" Sun asked he was jumping in his seat obviously excited.

"Yeah I just finished" I responded and showed him the picture.

"Oh my goodness it's amazing good job Star!" Sun gave me three sundrops as a 'reward'.

"Okay reddy to see mine?" He asked.

"Yup show me!" Sun tuned the paper so I could see it was a child like drawing of him, me and the children holding hands.

"Aww it looks so good!" Sun smile looked like it got bigger.

"I'm so happy to hear you can keep it so you can remember all the fun today!" Sun pushed his picture to me impatiently I gently took it.

"Thanks you can keep mine if you'd like" I carefully handed it to him.

"I'd love to I'll hang it up with all the other beautiful drawings!" Sun squealed giving your drawing a hug.

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Requested by: @zimelu-eloni-nova-lycan (hope you see this since I can't tag you ಥ‿ಥ)

My apologies in advance if Malleus is OOC. Other than wanting to play TW and doing a bit of research of him, I know nothing 😂 I never thought of taking requests coz I'm a slow writer but it was quite interesting so I did it anyways. (And took daaays to finish 😂)

To Thine Own Self Be True

An OM! Brothers x GN! Dark Fae MC (slight OM! X Twisted Wonderland crossover)

5.47k words

Genre: flangst

Trigger warnings: self harm, violence, self depreciation? (cringe jk) Read at your own discretion.

"You're an incomplete puzzle... I hope you find your missing pieces." And thus, they were sent to someplace they didn't know...

They... have always been alone. But Y/N is not lonely. They have Malleus, a powerful yet caring brother. They have their grandmother, that even as busy as she is, tries to show her love as much as possible.

They are the only one they need. As long as they have them, they needn't anything else. Or atleast they think so.

"As a part of royal family, you have to broaden your horizon." But they think otherwise.

Before Malleus' departure for Night Raven College, he left Y/N a word, "You're an incomplete puzzle, Y/N. I hope you find your missing pieces." and that was months ago, and they were still confused by it.

Incomplete puzzle... It doesn't feel like they are. They are content of what they have. They capable of doing most tasks perfectly. They fulfill their responsibilities impeccably. It's not like they can't live on their own either. Having no friends and acquaintances but they're two family members is also fine. They don't need any more. No one who could stand their presence anyways.

The intimidating dark energy far more destructive than a fae possessed, in which Y/N could never control. Those menacing, sharp green eyes. Their skin as pale as the dead corpse, and lips charred black. But most of all, those pair of disgustingly sharp, black horns that keeps on growing back no matter how hard they try to get rid of it.

Y/N is the epitome of fear. They knew it more than anyone. If they were to be reckoned that way, it is better to maintain distance from everyone.

But I should fulfill my duty, atleast. They thought, fortifying their resolve as they stood before the future King of Devildom and his butler. "Welcome to Devildom, Y/N Draconia."

"It's an honor to be of your acquaintance, Prince Diavolo." Placing a palm on their chest, Y/N bowed.

As per the two Kingdom's agreement, they were to live in a safe place different from a lavish lifestyle they have been used to inside their gold plated walls. And thus they were led by the Future king's shadow, Barbatos, to their new home. The House of Lamentation.

House of Lamentation. What a gloomy and dreadful place, befitting a sinister being like me. they scoff.

But the sight the dark fae witnessed within that walls was not within their expectations.

"Beel! Don't eat the my wallet! H–Hey, I said let go! My goldie'll snap! B–Belphie, help me!" A white-haired man is pulling a leather wallet from the teeth of a bulky orange-haired one.

"Smells chicken mushroom oil." While the orange head kept their teeth sunk into the wallet almost ripped into two. "It's just a drop, stop going crazy over it!"

"Belphie, wake up! You promised you'll help me with clearing dungeons today! The raid will start anytime now!!" A violet haired male violently shakes an asleep man in blue but the man is far from dazed at all.

"Hrmm... Five more minutes—" "We have no more time!! I can't play with a missing player!"

A feminine faced guy appeared right in front of them, instantly invading their comfort zone and kept locking eyes with them. "Ohh? Who is this with you Barbatos? Ahh, The one moving in! You're quite early, darling. Ignore those bunch in the back and play with me?"

"Behave, you fools!!" A booming voice reverberates and in an instant, the rowdy bunch is silenced. "Such a disgrace..."

Except for one, who didn't make any ruckus until that very moment.

A bucket came flitting up in the air and in the next second, all of its contents all poured on the man who controlled the ruckus a while ago.

"SAAAAATAN!!" It was an utter chaos. This place far from the gloomy place they have in their imagination. It is filled with rabid demons that could obliterate them were they to join forces, and now Y/N have to adjust in this new environment.

"I see it's not a great time to introduce myself." Said Y/N, yet the only one who probably heard them is the butler beside them. "If you'll excuse me, I would like to know where my room is."

"As you wish, your Excellency. Allow me to lead you the way." The butler responded to them. They left the common room, where the rowdy ones moments ago, were trying to suppress the supposedly-most decent of the seven, from destroying the mansion.

Y/N usually do not receive a normal greetings on the events they've been into or more like, forced to come by either their grandmother or by Malleus. It could be the fairies either— gives them space with no one dare shorten the distance; reluctantly greet them before leaving them as fast as they could or; flat out ignore them.

Yet so far, the experience I have today is by all odds, the most insulting way I have ever been greeted. Y/N clasps their trembling hands as they sat on the bed.

I wish this will end sooner. This will be a hell for me...

Almost everyday is a crazy, eventful day. Far different than their everyday life in the Valley of Thorns, their homeland. First impression doesn't really matter to Y/N, but for some reason, they couldn't stand them since day 1. Sure, they haven't done anymore distasteful things like the rude way of welcoming them. Still, the members of the family are crazily weird in their own ways. And they hate it.

Lucifer is the eldest of the brothers. The one who leads the brothers and manage everything in place.

"As your family have wished, you were to live differently than you have thus far. So I won't exempt you with the cooking and housework."

"As a part of Royal family, I expect great things from you. I won't tolerate screw ups."

"Remember to complete your tasks. I am assigned by Diavolo to take care of you, so I will check on your activities throughout your stay here." He is an ass. A bossy and dominating dictator who think he could order a royalty like them.

But one time, when they entered his study, they saw a scene they never thought they'll ever perceive.

*Tak* A fountain pen falling from his gripless hand.

He was splayed on his desk filled with tall stacks of paper, out cold. Y/N didn't know they would witness such vulnerable side of such condescending demon.

So they chose to put off their business for tomorrow, placing his coat over him and letting him rest.

But the event didn't occur only once. Atleast twice a week of exact time before midnight, he's always been unconscious on his desk. That's when Y/N realized: he is not strict and short tempered for no reason.

As the eldest, he took it to himself to be the father figure to the brothers, all while perfectly doing his job as Diavolo's right-hand man. He fulfills his job with perfection. But perfection doesn't come without hardwork nor sacrifices. For the sake of his great responsibility he sacrifice himself, working so hard until he drop on his desk.

With thoughts of him made Y/N ponder over something.

Does having a father feels like having a Lucifer in my life? Maybe it is, they never knew since they never remember their's. He isn't as bad as they thought he were if they think it that way. That is praiseworthy, as they think so themself and deserve some respect.

No more stern expressions whenever speaking to him. Being more compliant if his instruction is reasonable. Thanking him even for a simple thing he does for them.

Soon, they noticed he doesn't nitpick them either and praise them for every job well done. The dark fae may still be annoyed with him but that's not a bad outcome at all.

And then there's Mammon, the second eldest, who is supposed to assist the eldest.

"Ye're a royalty right? So ye're loaded. I'm in a pinch right now so let me borrow from you." He leans on their shoulder, with his smug grin.

"Don't listen to that fool. It's past 200 years and he still haven't paid his debts to me yet."

"Shut up, you otaku!"

Behind violet-haired appears the black haired demon. "MAMMON..."

"EEK— W–Wait!! Lucifer, this is not wha–ACK—!!" Mammon is a scum. A rude demon who could care less of his words and language. Trouble is where he is. Even so, in his tough exterior, Y/N took note of a soft side.

Y/N saw him one time, poking at the mopping otaku demon outside his room. "Yo Levi. What you doin' there?"

"Just let me be... I lose my raid last time because I couldn't play... Now I can't even bear looking at my PC... No one would want to play to a no-show gamer like me..."

"Hmm... Then, it can't be helped. C'mon, your big brother Mammon will play with you!"

"R–Really..?"

"Yeah, Yeah. Let's play to your heart's content" He pulled him up and push him inside his room.

Consoling a sad brother, lending a helping hand when they need it. He may not look like it, but Mammon is also taking good care of his brothers. All the emotional support Lucifer fails to give his brothers, Mammon provides.

So before Mammon entered the room, the dark fae decided to tap his shoulder, earning his attention. "You really love your brothers."

"W–Wha... Where does... who loves—"

"That's really admirable." They promptly reach out a bottle of a jet-black faerie dust only they could concoct. Mammon gingerly took it from them and scanned the inside. "That may help you settle some of your debts. Then..." After giving the bottle, they went on their way.

"AAAAHHHH!! THIS IS ULTRA RARE!" As expected to a man who could appraise goods.

They remember Malleus from his caring side, they couldn't help but smile and commend the yellow demon. I miss my brother...

Leviathan on the other hand, has a different case. He is the third-born of that household. A timid person... At first glance, atleast.

They just can't understand him. He spoke in language they couldn't wrap their head around like, "LOL! ROFLMAO!", "Tss, normie..."

It is tolerable, at least. What they can't tolerate is the fact that,

"UUWAAH!! MY RURI-CHAN LIMITED EDITION COBALT PIN AND FIGURINE IS HERE!!" He is, by far, the loudest. His sudden and unexpected outbursts kept on triggering every jumpy cells in their system.

Leviathan is too hyped he seemed to enter his own dimension. He skipped through the corridor, he sung a Ruri-whatever song that is, until, "Ahh—" he made a misstep in the stairs, a few steps away from them.

Y/N dashed and caught them barely in time, with firm hold between his shoulder blades and another to his package, which should be flying right now but was pressed secured to his chest.

"You should be more careful or you'll hurt yourself. Your treasured package almost fell." They sighed.

"... An angel has descended." He stared at them in awe. As he move his hand to the box, he touched their hand. That's when their position fianally sinks in to him. His face flared beet red and in a few seconds blew a fuse, passing out right on the spot.

"... What a troublesome demon..." With no other choice but to bring him themself, he carried the unconscious Leviathan up to their room. After opening the door, what welcomed them is a messy room.

No, not messy. The room is filled with items and materials of all sorts. Tons of CDs, figurines and posters on shelves and walls. Stuff toys and pillows of all shapes and sizes. Hanged intricate costumes and clothes, which in just a glance, they knew is made with effort. Even pins, threads and needle atop a... Sewing machine? Did he made all of this?

Y/N took another glance on the other side of the room. There he saw three monitors with various programs registered. A game, video editor and a Photoshop... I wonder what else can this man do?

Is this what they call a hobby? Such passion and dedication in pursuit of doing what he loves... An unfamiliar feeling for this dark fae.

They... can't really understand this man. Not at all... But I can now see him in another light, I guess...

The one who sought Y/N first were Beelzebub, the sixth-born. A bulky, tall demon who loves to eat. They were having a snack on the balcony when the older twin sniffs his way in. Such action that freaked the dark fae out internally, considering the sight they witnessed when they first moved in. The fact that they saw a few times 'accidentally' eating inedible things doesn't helped at all either.

"I followed the smell from the kitchen. Your cake smells delicious!" The drooling giant stood by them, and they couldn't take another sip from their tea.

"Hmm... Help yourself." Or you may help yourself with my flesh if I didn't satisfy your hunger.

"Really?!" He sat oposite to them and within minutes, all the plates on the table were wiped clean. "That was delicious!... Ahh that's right. Y/N, why aren't you eating with us during meals?"

"I'm used to eating by myself."

"But why? Eating with someone make the food taste better." Y/N doubt that'll be the case if that someone is him, who could definitely eat them if his appetite cries its needs.

Beelzebub touched his chin, thinking. "Hmm... How about I eat with you during snacks time? I'll bring food you'll definitely like!"

"Ah—" And they lost their timing. His eyes sparkles like stars and the pure happiness in his voice made it impossible for them to refuse. They wouldn't know what he could do were they to decline what he desire.

Since then he would appear without fail during Y/N's snack time, sharing both of their food with each other.

They tried to slowly end such dangerous activity yet, the enthusiasm in his eyes whenever he eat held them back. In the end, Y/N conceded, increasing their baked goods everyday to sate the needs of the ball of sunshine before them– who could bring warmth or burn them. As a response he will also eat it all like it's his first time eating their goods.

He is a man of few words yet, also quite easy to read, especially when eating the sweets they made themself. A straight forward person who means just as he say.

He would even sometimes bring his other twin, who will eat a few bites before snoozing.

"Beel really likes you, you know..." They glanced from their teacup to the youngest, seating beside them as the gobbling twin is busy with his food.

Belphegor stares in an ever-drowsy eyes. He is the man they least interacted with. How can they? Whenever they see him, he is always asleep. And it's not like Y/N is interested in communicating with him or anyone at all. "He even does his research for everything he brings you here. I don't know if you knew, but he really want to convince you to eat meals with everyone."

"...Ehh? Why? We're not even..." Y/N raised an eyebrow.

"Because he loves everything you make. He wants to talk to you ever since the first time you cook, but you're too antisocial to even eat with us."

"Says the demon who is always sleeping whenever I see him." Y/N snorts before taking a bite from the cupcake Beel brought. Hmm... this is good...

"...You, are you getting enough sleep?" Belphegor peers at their face.

"...None of your business."

"Whatever..." He frowns before burrying his face on his pillow.

What a keen observant. Y/N thought.

They've also been observing him since the first day. They share a lot of classes together and the dark fae knew, he is someone who rarely attend his classes, and whenever he does, he is always asleep. They also never saw him hold a book, much more read it. Yet, when they have exams, he finishes halfway the alloted time, almost the same time as them and sleeps after. The worst thing is that he could pass them easily.

He... is a dormant monstrosity. They conclude as they unlock the door to their room the day after. But before they do so, they noticed something.

Beside the door is an unfamiliar paper bag and inside... is a pillow, a bit caved it to the top center—similar to the one they use back to their home to be able to sleep well. It also comes with a note:

'The caneles and the stew is passable. You can throw away the pillow if you don't want it. Just know that it took me a great deal of effort to buy that.'

Really, what a frightening observant.

And there is Satan, the fourth-born, a pretty decent guy who craves for nothing but knowledge. If Y/N may say, he is the one they spend the most time with, though it's not that much.

"What are you reading?" Voicing not a word, they faced him the book cover.

"L’intelletto e Il Cuore... Hmm, that's a good choice." With at least 3 meters away from him, and few to no words exchange between them inside the library, it's not really that much.

He is a rational and intelligent man who respects personal space. Though, from time to time he would snicker eerily between the silence they have, holding either a cursed or homicide book. Creepy.

"What did you say...? The books you borrowed from me... Fell in the river? And it was washed away...?" And when he is angry, all his rationality is thrown out of the window.

"I–I will replace it I promise–" Pleads the peach-haired demon, kneeling before him.

"Replace, you say...? Didn't you know they were a Century membership gift to me from the Bibliomagicus Guild? Do you think that's replaceable...? Ha... Haha...HAHAHAHA!! THEN WHY DON'T YOU REPLACE THEM WITH YOUR WORTHLESS LIFE, HUH?!"

His wrath makes Y/N tremble, like all the bookshelves and books present in the library. Right, the books, the bookshelves. He'll destroy everything if this continues.

"Somnus Enim a Dum." So in a snap they cast a spell, amplified by their own dark pixie dust, and render him unconscious.

"Y/N!" That night he showed up in the library, frantically and still disheveled clothes and hair.

"Thank you. I don't know what would've happen if you're not there. And I also apologize you get to see that side of me." It's the first time they ever saw him smile without looking at the book. A smile similar to their brother.

"You're weird. You got so angry because of books that you'll ruin all the other irreplaceable books here."

"..."

"Don't mind it. I'd feel bad if the books are ruined."

"...Right." He chuckled, brushing his hair with his fingers and fixing his clothes to place. He then picked up the book he's reading, pulling the other sofa to sit beside them.

Now that's annoying. Nevertheless they let him. For they're a mere guest.

The fifth-born, Asmodeus, is not a problem back then. Having only a few occasional invitations for salon and parties, they could decline politely. But after the book incident, everything about his approach changes.

Since then, there was Asmodeus, everywhere!

In the classroom, in the library, in the music room, in the planetarium, in the balcony, in the bed, even the bathroom! He won't give them a break!

"Y/N~ I noticed you're always with Satan in the library. Are you getting along well? Beel too, you always bake and eat with him. That's so unfair! And you invite Belphie without me? Don't tell me you already like one of them?"

"If you'll choose one of us, shouldn't you choose me, the most beautiful demon of them all? I swear I can love you thousandfold than any of them, but... of course you can only be my second~~"

"What's with you and Lucifer? You always went to him every night. Is it a nightly endeavor? Hey~? Y/N, don't ignore me~!" He is a complete chatterbox. A motormouthed demon who don't know when to shut up.

But being with him comes with a few merits. Despite not looking like it, Asmodeus is a real gentleman. He maybe not as keen as Belphegor's capability to observe, but Asmodeus is an attentive and thoughtful demon. He does his everything to provide every small help he could give to them.

Whilst not needing help, it's much better than him being a clingy, dead weight. Y/N tries to look at the bright side.

"But this is tiring..." Y/N sighed, closing the book they are holding.

"Are you tired of reading? C'mon, let's go out and breathe fresh air!" I'm tired of you, you idiot.

"If you want to go out, you can go." The dark fae massaged their temple. It's been throbbing from time to time after that incident with Satan and Asmodeus bugged them.

"No! You've always been cooping yourself here or your room since coming here. You have to go out from time to time or you'll wither away!"

"You're so noisy Asmo. Y/N said they don't want to go." Asmodeus pout at Satan sitting beside Y/N, before pulling the dark fae out of the library and House of Lamentation.

"I'm telling you, I don't need this." Asmodeus holds 5 hangers of clothes, pondering which one fit them best.

"But~ It's such a waste for a beautiful person like you if you don't try dolling yourself up..." They stare at Asmodeus as if he just said the most ridiculous thing he could ever say.

"Don't tell me..." Asmodeus stared at them in disbelief, gasping dramatically like he always does,t "Y/N, YOU'RE GORGEOUS! DON'T EVER THINK YOU'RE NOT! YOU'RE A DROP DEAD BEAUTY AND—" They covered his lips before he could even shout louder in such a public place.

He then pulled their hands off after a few moments. "And look! A bit of blush suits you! And black lipstick—" Y/N let him dressed them up— in exchange of shutting up. He chose meticulously, accenting every parts that they consider an abomination. A dizzying position they were in.

But the real deal has yet to come. What's worse than being bothered by a bug? More bugs...

"Asmo, are you nuts! You're hogging them all to yourself!" Mammon barged in their room as Asmo is applying makeup to them who gave up on him for a while now.

"Y/N couldn't come to our snack time because of you." Beel and Belphegor followed close behind, clearly unamused of Asmo's action.

"I haven't even got a chance to introduce them to the wonders of anime and games!" So do is Leviathan.

"They prefer reading in the library more, right Y/N?" Satan rest his back on the door frame, crossed arms.

"Excuse me? If I may say, Satan, Beel and Belphie are the one who took their time more than I!"

"YOU—" And their greatest fear since living in Devildom occurs. All hell broke loose. An all out brawl of the short tempered demons before them with all the six brothers, a thread away from transforming and blasting everything they touch. No... That's not it. Without transforming, they're already smashing everything into pieces.

The dressers. The desk. The chairs and mirrors. Everything but the bed they are sitting on.

"WHAT'S HAPPENING HERE!" The last and the strongest of the brothers made his appearance, yelling in his most intimidating voice.

And they...finally snapped.

"Each and everyone of you... GET. OUT!!!" Such horror reflected on their eyes, with their whole being trembling uncontrollably. Tears poured down one after another. All of the emotions the brothers have never seen them make all spilled before them. As if a predator threatened to the end of their life.

On their hands...

were horns severed from their own head. The seven demons were so taken aback their bodies moved on their own to comply to Y/N's order... or more like, plead.

And the doors were completely closed.

They never left their ransacked room. They wouldn't open their doors to anything. No food, gifts nor even apologies. All but the brothers' words received a single response: "Malleus... I want my brother."

Hence the brothers and future king have no choice but to call him as soon as possible, or they will perish inside such place, alone like they've always been.

"Thank you for taking good care of my sibling. I hope you will continue so in the future."

"We also hoped we could. Yet considering the circumstances, I doubt they would want to stay here a second longer."

"Let—" but before Malleus could even finished his sentence, Y/N came flying down on him.

The distressed fae buried their face in their safe haven's chest. He then proceed carrying them in his arms, assuring them they are safe.

Lucifer led them to the music room, giving them privacy in their conversation.

"You've become so light, Y/N. And what happened to your horns?"

"...I wanna go home."

"Why? Do you hate this place?"

"I'm scared of them since the first day."

"That's understandable... But is that all?" Y/N stare at him in disbelief, while Malleus smiling softly at them.

"...Then what else... should I feel? I know I'm a monster... But that doesn't mean I could live with such monstrous demons! I'm just a monster with a weak heart!"

"Then you can blame it all on me. I'm the one who chose this place for you after all." All words were blown off Y/N's mind. The furrow between their eyebrows disappears as their face relaxes.

"Brother... But why?"

"I want you to realize your own self."

"..."

"Now answer me. You said you're scared of them, but do you hate them? Do you want to leave this place so badly? Is that really everything you've felt in this place?"

"Of course! I... I..." Y/N already knew the answer to his question, way before he even asked.

"They were annoying, noisy and self-centered bunch who does things as they pleased. They keep dragging me on their antics, I never had a peace of mind... I hated it, I despise it. I..." They bit their lips.

"I felt so frustrated! Why do they look so lively and happy despite being so unruly? They're always on each others neck yet they were having fun? Why?! And hobbies? How can they have such thing? I have nothing of sort! I just wake up day after day, desperately searching for something and fill this empty void inside me!"

"I fulfill my responsibilities without fail, on what cause? I have no purpose! Seeing that demons made me feel so miserable with my existence!"

They looked on their lap, holding back the tears on verge of falling. "What do they have that I don't? They're also the strongest, incredibly so that even I shook when they unleash their power! So why aren't they isolated like I am? How can they live a normal life unlike me?!"

"I think you already know the answer."

"...Because... They rely on each other. I never relied on anyone nor let anyone rely on me..." Malleus' smile widens when they hit the nail on the head.

"You're a strong person, Y/N. You won't even depend on us, not until today. You're capable of anything. You're just afraid of any more rejection, of being left behind." He paused and lift their face to meet his eyes, "Diavolo and others explained to me what happened. They said the incident frightened you. Yet knowing you, I doubt it is fear. Will you tell me why you blew off?"

"...I was overwhelmed. They were fighting over me. It never happened to me before so don't know what to feel. The attention was too much that I hated it. And I don't know how to respond to them..."

"So you brushed them off and isolated yourself." They nod weakly.

"And you snapped your horns to show them you're not who they think you are; to scare them off."

"Something like that..." Malleus smiled at them as he pet their head. "See? It's not bad being honest to yourself. Do you still want to leave, now that you let it all off your chest?"

Y/N shooked their head. "I want to stay."

"My Y/N is amazing... To surpass all the beings who estranged them. You're all grown up now." He held them in his arms, Y/N nuzzling onto his chest.

"Come on, they've been waiting for you for the longest time. You know what to do, right?"

"Yes." They left the room, Y/N clinging to him like never before. As childish as it seems, Malleus knew they grew a lot in just a few months of living in Devildom. It is indeed a great decision to choose the brothers to take care of them. They were no longer the incomplete puzzle he saw before he left for his studies.

"Y–Y/N..." Waiting in the common room are the seven brothers with Diavolo and Barbatos.

"W–We understand if you really want to l–leave." Mammon looked down as he clenched his fist.

"It was our fault." Leviathan followed.

"We've been insensitive, pressuring you despite knowing you're not accustomed interacting with a lot of people." Satan said with a serious frown.

"We even destroyed your belongings." Asmodeus glanced away, holding onto Satan's jacket.

"We'll make it up to you in any form."

"Y/N, sorry." Belphegor and Beel voiced respectively.

"It was due to my negligence you have to experience such incident. I also want to apologize." Lucifer held his palm to his chest for a slight bow.

"N–No!" Y/N strongly shook their head, "I should be the one to apologize! I'm so sorry!!" before bowing deeply.

"Y/N!? No, please raise your head—" Diavolo held Lucifer's shoulder to stop him like Malleus cued to let his sibling continue.

"It was all my fault! I've been a coward all this time. I was wrong for trying to push you all away when you don't mean harm. It was all my fault for venting all my frustrations to you. Please, if you would still allow it, I want to stay a bit longer."

"Y/N you are more than welcome here so please raise your head now. We don't deserve your apologies." Satan was the first one who walked towards them to raise their head.

"Y/N?!!" But as he did so, a crying Y/N appears in the brothers' view.

"This is the first time I will ever ask someone but," they sob and sniff, "will you guys be my friends?"

"Y–Yes, so please stop crying!" As conflicted as the brothers are, being asked such question that could hinder their future plans with them, they were forced to agree to their wish instantly.

Let's leave it for another day... The same phrase runs in the thoughts of the brothers, a very rare occurence to happen once in a millenium.

With Asmodeus' lead—he, Mammon, Leviathan, and Beel wrapped their arms around them to console the crying faerie. Lucifer, Satan and Belphegor stood a feet away from them, watching the five in the middle.

As things calms down, they decided to sit on the same dinner table for the very first time. Food were served by Barbatos, who prepares who knows when. He could actually have predicted such outcome for all they know.

The place were so warm, and lively. "This tastes wonderful." That's an understatement. The food have the richest taste than everything Y/N ate in their entire life. "You're right, Beel. Food were best eaten with someone." Beel have them a toothy grin. "I'm glad you get me."

After the meal, Y/N fell asleep on the spot. "Hehe, they're so carefree now." Belphegor played with their fringe. They didn't woke them up and instead carry them in a new room, letting them have the deep sleep they couldn't have for days.

"Congratulations, for being Y/N's first friends. I'll leave them in your care." Malleus bid his farewell to everyone, not bothering of waiting for Y/N to wake up. "I also hope this incident will be the last one."

"Yes, we won't let such thing happen again, and ensure a comfortable life for Y/N throughout their stay here." Diavolo answers in stead of everyone. The brothers are not in the shape to reply as they absorb Malleus' first sentence.

First friend. Such a bitter-sweet word. Whether the word stings them or not, it doesn't matter. It won't stop the brothers from trying to achieve the same goal as subtle as possible.

And so, a not-so-obvious scramble goes on.

This took longer than I expect 🤣😂 In all honesty, it was quite challenging, making a blatant All Brothers x MC. I also don't have a plot and flow until I actually wrote it sksksk dunno if that's a good or bad thing 😂🤣 and this was the longest one I wrote for the past half a year.

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The Naughty Teacher

A/N: Those who play Lovelink know Marco Bottazzi. He currently grey, I miss him so decided to do another FF continuing from the last! He makes it hard not to fall for him while he sets you up with his best friend. Let me know if you would like to be tagged or untagged!

Find my other Marco Bottazzi FF HERE on my masterlist under Lovelink - One shots. Along with my Rory Bear & Shopping Trip (Rory O’Brien), Tattoo Artist to Businessman (Blake Bailey) & Photogenic (Dominic Wright) FF.

Comments always welcome!

Word count: 1754

WARNINGS: ⚠️ NSFW & Fluffy fluff.

Disclaimer: Characters are property of Lovelink.

Pairings: Marco X MC - Naomi

Enjoy!

We have been on three more dates since our date where he cooked dinner for me. We haven't done any more than a kiss, flirt in person, and via text until last night.

He had texted me just after he'd had a shower, which turned into sexting. Now I'm sexually frustrated, but he's working today and has his mom's birthday meal tonight, which he wanted me to go with him, but I thought it was too soon after he split with Sally.

His parents probably wouldn't take our relationship seriously considering he has only just broken up with her just 3 weeks ago.

*1 New Message from Marco Bottazzi on Lovelink*

[Hey gorgeous, Are you ok? What you up to? I can't stop thinking about our sexting session. I blush each time I think about it. xx]

[Hiya, I'm great thank you. What about you? I'm enjoying my day off all cozy in bed reading a book. How is work? I was thinking about re-reading the messages actually. x]

[I'm now blushing at the thought of you re-reading those messages.....touching yourself! I'm in the middle of class texting you under the table while my students are doing a pop quiz. xx]

[Touching myself wishing it was you! Maybe I shouldn't be telling you this considering you are at school. Naughty teacher! Maybe you could pop by after your Mom's birthday meal tonight? x]

[GOD! I agree, as currently, I can't get up from my desk without displaying the situation in my pants right now. I would love to but I have some papers to grade. What about tomorrow night? xx]

[Opps! haha. Look forward to it! x]

[Slowly going thank god. Lunch in 35 minutes. Sort out the details later. I can't wait either xx]

This gives me an idea.

~*~*~*~

40 minutes later, my knuckles knock on the cold wooden door, I hear movement on the other side, then the door opens before he has time to say anything I speak.

"Mr. Bottazzi, I'm here for my appointment to talk about Kyle's grades"

He looks confused, then notices Mrs. Norris who escorted me to his classroom.

"Oh yes! Sorry, I forgot that was today. Please come in," He says as moves away from the doorway to let me into the classroom. Mrs. Norris smiles and leaves us to it.

Marco closes the door I'm just about to speak and he puts his finger to his lips to shh me. We hear Mrs. Norris's heels tap along the wooden floor fading further and further away.

"Naomi, What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you"

"Why did you say you were a parent?" He asks.

"I didn't, I said I was an Aunt and Kyle's Mom sent me because she couldn't make the meeting herself"

"How did you know there was a Kyle here?" he asks.

"I saw Mrs. Norris putting in names on the computer of children who are in today I didn't give his last name. Just in case. Don't you like my resourcefulness?" I wink.

"You do know I can never bring to any work party's now!" He smirks.

"Well, at least while Mrs. Norris is here!" I wink. I turn to look around his classroom.

"So, you wanted to see me?" he asks.

I turn back to him "Yeah, How long is your lunch break?"

He looks at the clock "I have 47 minutes left" he smiles.

I walk towards the door and flip the lock. I turn back to him with my back pressed against the door.

He knows exactly what I'm thinking "Naomi, as much as I want to we can't!"

"Why?" I ask.

"This is my place of work. If we get caught I'd lose my job"

"How would anyone know? The door is locked. Unless anyone else has a key?" I smirk.

"Well, the only other person with a key is the janitor. Who is on lunch at the moment" I can see he's fighting with himself, but before I could react his lips claim mine.

His body pressed against mine, his tongue parts my lips as it dances with mine.

His hand comes under my thigh and lifts up one of my legs, his hips are pushing into mine and I can feel his hard member against my throbbing core.

His lips move to my pulse line and up to my ear "I'm going to be in so much trouble if we get caught!" he whispers.

"Maybe we should stop?" I ask.

"Too late now. I don't think I can stop!" he nips my ear lobe before his lips crash to mine as he is lifting my other thigh and I wrap my legs around him.

He carries me across the room, I have no idea where we are going until I feel him set me down. He swipes whatever is behind me, he pulls away a little "I've always wanted to do that!" he says.

I let out a small giggle.

His hand glides up my thigh under my dress until he reaches my centre and brushes against it. "Lay back!" he demands.

I do as he says, he lifts up my legs and places my feet on the desk. His hands come under my dress again, he grasps the waistband of my underwear and pulls it down until their discarded. He lays small kisses on the inside of my thigh trailing towards my core.

"You'll have to keep quiet Naomi!" I feel his breath against me before his tongue parts my folds and lap at my centre.

I bite my lip to keep myself quiet. He spreads my legs and starts to work against my clit. My hand tangles in his hair, my hips buck up, I'm finding it hard to not moan aloud. "Ohh, Marco!" I whisper.

I feel him smirk against me "That is my new favourite noise," he whispers against me.

I pull myself up, jump off the desk, and start to unbuckle his belt.

"Naomi, what are you....." he's cut off by me freeing him and wrapping my hand around the base of him. I circled my tongue around his tip, and he groans, "Fuck...baby!"

I take him in fully, run my tongue along him from the base all to the tip. I gently graze my teeth gently as I draw him out, his hand clutches my hair, and he moves me to his own rhythm.

"Naomi...that feels so.....God!" he whispers.

He begins to move his hips faster. He groans louder, he pulls me up and crashes his lips to mine. His kiss is more urgent, he lifts me up onto the desk again.

"In my bag, there's a condom," I tell him.

He picks up my bag off the floor and finds it.

He grips the foil packet between his teeth, tears it out, and rolls it over his hard member.

He kisses me again as he runs along my centre before pushing past my entrance. Filling me. I grasp his hair and moan against his lips.

"Harder" Marco's thrusts become harder, he draws out slowly until the tip is just inside me then he thrust back in faster and harder.

"Oh god! Yes!" I moan.

The desk moves with us each time he thrusts into me.

"Wow, this is a hundred times better than I could ever imagine" he whispers against my ear.

I move my lips to his jawline, his stubble is rough against my lips, I move to his neck and he catches his breath.

I love having this effect on him. He lifts my chin to kiss my lips as he pushes me to lay back onto the oak desk. He climbs onto the desk with me and speeds up his movements. His lips move to my pulse line and gently nips.

I'm close to the edge, I hold on to him a little bit tighter "Marco...YES!" I moan a little too loud as I fall over the edge.

He groans, his thrust becomes faster then I feel him hit his own peak as he moans are muffled out against my neck.

We lay like this for a few minutes to catch our breath.

He lifts up to look at me, I smile, "Do I get an A+ Mr. Bottazzi?" I ask.

He laughs, "Actually, you need to retake this test, but at another time and in a few different positions!" He winks.

"Well, I'm more than willing to do anything to get my grades up!"

He laughs again "Ok, this is getting a bit weird now!" He says as he pulls out of me and gets off the desk.

He picks up my underwear and hands it to me before he glances at the clock. "I only have 10 minutes before my next class"

"Kicking me out Mr. Bottazzi?" I ask jokingly.

"I wish you could stay but obviously that's not possible, but if the offer is still there I'd love to see you tonight?"

"I thought you had papers to grade?" I ask.

"I do! But I'd rather see you. Plus, I can grade them in my classes in the morning or at lunch"

"Like I'm going to pass up the opportunity to get an action replay of that! Without having to be quiet" I wink.

His cheeks glow red "Or holding back," he smirks.

"Mr. Bottazzi, were you holding out on me?" I ask.

He just winks.

I smile, "I better go. I'll see you tonight?"

He pulls me to him and cups my face before placing a small kiss on my lips. "Can't wait!"

I start to leave "See you later then," I say as I leave the classroom.

I'm walking home when I hear my phone.

*1 New Message from Marco Bottazzi on Lovelink*

[I can't believe we did that! Does this mean I get your actual number now? I did give you mine last week xx]

I reply in a normal text instead of through the app.

[I didn't think you had it in you Mr. Bottazzi! You surprised me! Of course, and this is it! x]

*1 New Message from Marco <3*

[You seem to bring out a side of me, I never knew I had! So, does this mean we are deleting the app? I finally have your number!! ;) xx]

[Well, Mr. Bottazzi now we are on texting territory I no longer have use for the app ;) x]

*1 New Message from Marco <3*

[Me either deleting it as we speak. Looking forward to tonight! xx]

[Deleted already. Believe me, I am too! See you later x]

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