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thewinchestah · 11 months ago

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"Good things come for those who wait" - Alastor x reader fic

Pairing: Alastor x Fem!Reader

Tags: ,18+, Smut, NSFW, edging, BDSM, Alastor does what he wants, there's plot if you squint really hard, alastor in heat, breeding kink, Possesive! Alastor, Jealous!Alastor, Protective!Alastor, spanking,degradation kink, praise kink, Angst with a happy ending, fluff, I didn't proof read this, english isn't my first language, no beta we die like men here, etc etc etc

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Word Count: there's no point guys. I can't stop talking.

A/N: WOAH!! Hello everyone!! What the fuck?? I wasn't expecting my "debut fic" to blow up like that! Thank you so so much to everyone who took the time to read it and leave a comment! I'm truly flattered by your praise. So, I hope this sequel to "PREY" does it justice! (but it can also be read as a standalone). Let me know if you guys like it, and if you have anymore ideas/suggestions! I'm tagging everyone who asked me to, so if you want to be tagged on my next fics let me know! Without further due, here comes that mostrosity of a fic! Hope you like it <3! (UPDATE: PART 3 IS NOW UP!!)

Part I | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Taglist: @smallershorteranduncut @markster666 @jyoongim @stygianoir @pepperycookie @fraspent @aether-th3-enby

It all started, as many things do, with a joke and a simple misunderstanding. Dying and instantly going to hell is not easy. Being in hell and not understanding why the FUCK you are in hell is confusing, frustrating and sometimes drawright ridiculous. There’s no guidebook for the hellish afterlife, and more often than not you felt lost at sea, drowning. Until you found your questionable lifeline, the Radio Demon.

Somehow said demon clocked really early on that you were completely infatuated with him, but too scared to act on it. And oh, how he gave you enough reason to be infatuated, enough reason to be scared. Luring you into the most delicious trap, Alastor had claimed you as his. His to breed during the height of his heat, his to care for, his to inflict the most heavenly torture.

Being caught up in the middle of the living myth that was the Radio Demon was a dangerous thing, you had been warned over and over again. So of course that you had to almost fuck everything up in the silliest way possible.

The obnoxious TV set, also known as Vox, had just started another round of his futile attempts to win Alastor’s attention by airing the most absurd reality tv character assassination ever. You would put money on the fact that the obsessive flat screen was a deceased TLC producer. Usually, any of his pompous i-hate-alastor-so-so-much!!! fits would be met with enthusiasm around the Hotel. Everyone would cramp in front of the TV and make fun of the entire ordeal. Even Alastor would tag along and make a private edition of his radio show while he counter-narrated that nonsense. It became a fun bonding activity for everyone involved, it was a nice thing. But there’s a reason why you can’t have nice things.

Today the Hotel was mostly empty:, only you, Angel and a very on edge, sexually frustrated, irritated Alastor haunted its posh walls. Still, you and Angel carried on with the little tradition sitting side by side in front of the tv not knowing what to expect from today’s “My Strange Addiction - Alastor’s Version” episode. It was truly a laughable attempt of a character assassination, actors who could not act saying things like “Alastor isn’t even as bad as everyone says, his torture tactics are not that special either. My mom’s aunt was tortured by him and was going to work 10 hours later”, “i walked down the street today and alastor didn’t even try to kill me when he saw me crossing the street, he’s all talk” “i have video footage of the self-proclaimed cannibal eating a chocolate covered strawberry. He’s cannibalbaiting.”

“no self-respecting overlord would go out wearing those ridiculous out-of fashion clothes”.

Angel was having the time of his life leading the daily Vox roast session, the spider was funny and you couldn’t hold the laughs. The camera cut to a close-up of Vox, babbling on about technology and the anti-Radio Demon speech you knew by heart at this point. As if on cue, Alastor entered the room. But the pair of you remained oblivious to his presence.

“Toots, you totally should apply for this show! I mean it!. I’m sure Vox will buy literally anything you say. Anything! If you say Alastor likes to eat red nail polish cause it looks like blood he would believe it! You laughed at his words, what a ridiculous thing to say. You loved red nail polish, alastor drinking it because it looks like blood is absurd. “I mean, look at you!! Look at this face, these eyes!! This body!!!” Angel gave your thighs a playful slap. “If you say hell is actually cold using all that i would eat it right up. Vox will be too busy staring at your boobs to notice you dropping that even the oldest radio looks better than that fucking flat face”. The thought that you were the mind-numbing type of beautiful made you laugh. Sometimes you felt like your friends were being way too kind with the flattery about you. You were nothing special at all. It was nice of them to be kind to you, adapting to your new lifestyle was taking a visible tool, anyone could tell. Their efforts were honorable and sweet, but you just couldn’t let yourself believe what in your heart, you knew was a lie. A beautiful, comfortable lie, but still a lie. You weren’t much, you were just lucky. You started to laugh even harder, out of pure nervousness as your brain started to snowball into all the things you weren’t.

“ Seriously Angel, you have the strangest ideas ever!” you tried to sound normal, putting up a confident facade. That helped, a lot. You had picked that up during your days with Alastor.

Speaking of the devil, Alastor wasn’t amused by your little display. Standing on the corner of the room as you laughed, he made himself known by walking out of the room, in hurried steps. If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t think much of it. But you weren’t anyone else. You were Alastor’s.

And that’s why he was seething with rage. His rut always drove him, an already unpredictable man, to the brink of true, pure instinctual insanity. He had to grip his marvelous constructed self control painfully hard. Since your paths crossed, the most chaotic part of his existence seemed in control, your pretty little body always ready to take him, your eyes always holding his gaze in a maddening comfortable way, the way you would push your limits just for him.

Only for him.

And the worst part was your softness when it was all done. Alastor would fuck you rentless, for hours, making you take all the mess of his most animalistic desires without a second thought. Both of you would be spent, bathing in the afterglow, room smelling like sex, and you would ask him if he needed anything. Him, that just fucked you so hard so won’t walk straight for a week, that feasted on the blood of the love bites he inflicted, him that covered you in a painting of bruises.

How could he not want to just lock you inside his lavish room and give you all the rings of hell? to carve his name deep into your soul? to dote on you? to make him the only thing on your mind as he makes you his time and time again in the most sinful ways?

It was simple really, why he was shaking with anger: how you, who was his, was even thinking of being in the same vicinity of that scum of creation? LAUGHING AT THIS ABSURD CONCEPT. Vox thinking of you was already a crime punishable by painful death, but Vox looking at you was heresy, and the entirety of hell would pay for his transgressions.

As Alastor stormed off towards the Hotel’s large room corridors, he took several calming breaths. Losing control like this wouldn’t do anyone any favors. In the troubled waters of his mind, Alastor could only think of 3 things: you, fucking you and murdering someone.

So he didn’t even realize your hurried steps trying to catch up with his long strides.

“Hey sugartits! Don’t take too long doing whatever you need to do! there’s a woman going live after the break saying she saw Alastor eating an entire packet of PAPER TOWELS!!! HAHA! This shit is too good to be true!” you heard angel scream.

Adding insult to injury, nice.

Trying desperately to reach your demon lover gait, you could only think about how bad you had messed up. Alastor was your only true respite in hell. He was a blessing in a mist of the worst humankind could offer. He made you feel hope, more than making you feel alive, he made you feel glad you’re dead. The Radio Demon felt like coming home. You just wanted to make it up to him. You could not lose this, lose him. You were not sure you would survive it. And who knew where you went after dying in hell?

It doesn’t matter where you go after hell, it doesn’t matter at all if Alastor is not there. Your brain added to your inner monologue. True.

“Alastor! Wait” you shouted. He stops dead on his feet.

Finally, those long long legs of his do not make chasing after your love any easier.

“Alastor, I'm so so sorry. Angel gets way out of line sometimes and I was nervous” he is perfectly still, ears pinned back, listening. But doesn’t say anything back.

“Al I’m truly sorry. I didn’t mean it like that, at all. Look, let’s try to do something to make your day better. I know how hard this season is on you, I know you feel like you are losing contr-

Uh oh.

oh shit.

You used the two forbidden words together. The temperature in the room drops, Alastor snaps towards you. You feel something gripping your throat mercilessly, as you fall to the ground. Looking at the other end of the corridor Alastor has you on a leash of his magic. Eyes burning red, forehead marked “x” he grips your chains hard, pushing you towards him.

“That was a brilliant speech, little doe. Truly marvelous! I’m sure your television debut will be quite the show you were planning!”

His antlers were growing, his demon form showing itself as he becomes taller and taller over you. All bared teeth and flashing red eyes. This is what everyone warned you about. Don’t get in the Radio Demon’s way, he is dangerous and insane. You will regret it.

Hot. your brain thinks. He pulls your leash even tighter, and you feel wetness pooling on your core.

“Do you have any idea what I was about to do before I heard you so selflessly offer your services to that pathetic excuse of a demon?” Dragging you by the magic chains, his towering frame comes down to meet you at eye level. You can’t say anything back, your brain short circuits and goes AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

“You know better than leaving me waiting for an answer at this point, pet” He grips your face using his sharp claws,the pressure threatening to break skin. “But you seem so hellbent on being a bad girl today, I shouldn’t expect your usually good girl’s behavior, should I?”

You are, once again nothing but a doe caught in the headlights of his eyes

“One should always know better than expecting their fantasies to be true”

His sclera goes black, only the tiny blazing red radio dials devouring you as he stares so deep into you, you feel feverish.

“But since we are already here. I. Will. Tell. You.” static picks up around the room and surrounds you both, the corridor is illuminated by an eerie green light. You start to kinda fear for your life, but Alastor has you completely hypnotized by the radio dials on his eyes. You shiver in anticipation.

“I was coming to ask you, to please, spare me a part of your day, away from you friends. Because the only thing on my mind has been you. Fucking you. Sinking my cock so deep into your tight, wet cunt it would mark your soul. Because you are the only one who can take me like this, who deserves being bred by me, who deserves every drop of my seed”

You feel the wetness on your panties grow until it runs down your thighs. There’s nothing right about this, but your dear Alastor showed you long ago how the concepts of right and wrong are meant to be skewed.

“But oh well, you seem to have your affections directed elsewhere…” he tsks at you using that delicious mocking tone. “But, you can’t blame a desperate man for trying” he goes from 100 to 0 really fast, his voice softens so much in a way that’s almost too heavy to hear after all that. Even with his demon form still very much present “Do you still want to make my day better, pet?”

you are at a loss of words, but you manage to nod desperately. The anticipation of what he is going to do to you makes you giddy.

He manhandles your leash until you are on your knees in front of him, tugging on the chains so you look up towards his crotch. He makes quick work of his pants, pulling his cock out. Hard, angry hot red coloured. Angry because of you, angry for you.

“Open wide, little one” and without much more warning, Alastor is fucking your face, hard and fast.

You position your arms behind your back as quickly as you can. You know how hard it is for him to be touched when his rut is peaking. The overwhelming need for relief mixing with his ever present desire for control. This is about him asserting his dominance over you, making sure you don’t ever forget where you belong: In the warmth of his burning gaze, under him, on your knees, while he merciless fucks your throat into compliance. He’s taking it out on you, and you fucking love it.

He’s not saying anything, only growling like he’s about to murder someone. He grabs fistfuls of your velvety hair, but never leaves the white knuckle grip on your chains. You can only resist the urge of playing with your pussy while he thrusts so deep you feel his monster cock. hitting the back of your throat. This is about him, and you want to give him this so badly your cunt is throbbing with desire

Tears wet your cheeks, your lips around his cock are the definition of renaissance art to Alastor. He’s almost over the edge now, the head of his cock twitches on top of your tongue as a warning of his approaching orgasm. It’s hard, it’s hot, it’s fast and it’s angry.

Alastor cums, you swallow as much as you can, but he takes his cock out and spills everywhere, coating your hair, your face. It’s so deliciously erotic Alastor can’t resist catching some of his cum and running his hands throughout your velvet locks, bathing you in his essence, marking you once more. There’s still a bit of cum on the tip of his claw, he feeds it to you, and your lips wrap around his fingers as you take as much of him you can take, gladly.

“Oh how beautiful you are when you ruin yourself like this for me, my little doe” You look up at him with adoration and a lustful gaze, his eyes hold an equally lustful gaze and… something more. Something that you are sure will drive you insane.

Alastor notices the pooling mess underneath your tights, he knows how desperate you are for relief, but he still wants to self indulge on you. He’s certain you still don’t understand the reality of what he is feeling. Swiftly he topples you down the corridor’s carpet and places himself between your legs, his crawled finger tearing your lacy panties away.

Then, he feasts on you like a starving man, and he might be, because you taste like the ambrosia of the gods and he can’t get enough of it. Of how you make a mess of yourself for him and there’s still something for him to take. You just taste so sweet, what a perfect meal your nectar makes. His wicked silver tongue polishes you, aided by your whispered sighs, his name moaned like a prayer on your lips. You are so so close, alastor sucks on your throbbing clit you are already seeing stars, all you need is a gentle push.

Grinning like a devil, Alastor looks up, tilts his head, gives you the most wicked-and-douchey look in existence. He gets up, your leash dissipating into the air and walks away in perfect composure, like nothing happened. Nothing at all.

“Well, I think that’s my cue!!” he says in his usually chirpy tone. You just stay there, flabbergasted. “I just remembered I still have a lot to do today! Work never stops when you maintain a facility like this in tip-top condition!” Already halfway across the corridor, Alastor’s head turns towards you “Still want to make my day good my dear? Be a doll and clean this mess up, will you?” you just stare at him, too fucking stunned to speak. You can’t believe it. That fucking devil. He’s about to make the turn towards the elevator and disappear when his eyes flash red as he warns you “Oh! and don’t you dare make yourself cum without my permission. If you cum before I say so, you won’t be cumming for a week. Choose wisely!Let’s see who loses control first Ha Ha! This will be fun!”

Alastor can be a psychopathic demon in heat, but before all that he still is a psychopathic demon who loves torture.

And he just left you all hot and bothered.

–

Alastor knew better than believing in such things as heaven or holiness. In fact, Alastor was positively sure nothing was sacred. The concept of sacredness was non-existent in his book.

But his skeptic mind danced on the edge of belief when he touched you. To be inside you felt heavenly, heavenly in a type of way that should not even be allowed in this place. The way your lush body burned underneath his wicked gaze was sacred.The way you always presented yourself to him, with selfless abandon was sacred. Somehow, someone allowed him, of all people, access to a soul he frankly didn’t understand what was doing in hell in the first place. He never was the better man. He was never giving that up.

In all of his nature, Alastor felt the most sinful pleasure in defiling your sacredness. He wanted nothing but to take the heavenly thing you were and taint it with his darkness.

He was well acquainted to torture and had no shame in inflicting the most delicious and depraved type of it on you ,until all of your holiness was irrevocably marked by him, down to the core of your soul. Of course Alastor didn’t buy your soul. He didn’t need to use those means to completely own you. He did it effortlessly, because you craved it. Because he craved it.

That’s why the thought of Vox even looking in your way was heretic, and not in a good way. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing you to Vox. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing you. Period. You were his.

But adding that man into the equation just made everything more intolerable. The things he would do if he found out about you… Found out that not only you were his but how you could make someone feel. How precious and undeserving of anything less than good you were…

You were made to be cherished and protected. Protected by him.

In fact, it took all of the Radio Demon’s willpower to restrain from walking to the Vees building, and kill Vox for something he didn’t do. Because Alastor wouldn’t allow the thought to even cross his mind. All that, a messy display of his desperation and loss of control. Giving that prick the smug satisfaction of knowing somehow he got to him, in his last moments.

Damn, his rut truly did make him on edge.

Suppressing his murderous thoughts, Alastor focused his mind into something he as actually good at: torture. Yours specifically. He still wanted to punish you for making him feel like this. He still wanted to make you understand.

And he just thought of the sweetest way to do it.

After cleaning up the mess on the corridor, and yourself (you did it all on autopilot, still trying to understand what the FUCK happened) you still had to give Angel a satisfaction about why you didn’t come back. You must’ve looked really miserable cause Angel just hugged you really tight and ordered you to bed. When in reality all of your efforts were now focused on masking your humiliating arousal. So you find yourself lying in your bed, trying not to think anything Radio Demon related. You’re totally not thinking about the way he looked at you while he fucked you. The way his eyes would search yours in a crowded room, winking playfully at you. An inside joke. A promise.The way you both playfully banter at the dinner table over silly things. You are also totally not thinking about how he takes you, how you love to hear him saying “good girl” to you after you push your limits again, only for him. Not thinking at all about how his cock fills you so perfectly, you truly feel empty without it. Who’s thinking about what hides behind his eyes when he his voice goes all soft in the middle of a rough fucking? Ha ha!! Definitely not you.

You punch yourself with your pillow.

C’mon don’t think thoughts of Alastor now…

You are so fucked, and not in a sexy way. The worst part is that you want to endure it, you want to be good for him. Your pussy is aching to be touched, your mind begging you to have thoughts of Alastor while your pussy is being touched. But right now you would give everything in this world to hear him praise you again. You know how hard his rut is on him… He already carries a lot alone, the Hotel, the doomsday clock of extermination ticking closer and closer everyday. Plus the other things… You know there’s something more, something that haunts his nights, but it’s not your place to ask. Hell, you are too scared to ask. You just hope, you just pray that when it happens you are beside him. You don’t ever expect the Radio Demon to ever ask for help, or open up. Or seek comfort. Oh, he’s anything but comfortable. But you like to think that in time, he would feel comfortable enough around you he could let something slip, a tiny detail to add to your “The Mystery of the Radio Demon” clue board. Something that would let you show him he doesn’t need to pick himself apart, carry all these burdens alone.

Great, you are doing amazing at the “not thinking any Alastor thoughts” game.

You hug your pillow closer and look across you window as you start saying out loud a list of things you need to do around the Hotel. Maybe this will take your mind off the devil.

Tend to the Venus Fly traps of the gardens. (You could ask Nifty for the bugs)

Write the thank you letters to the new guests that agreed to help with hotel chores.

Tell charlie about your book club idea using cool flashcards

It’s your turn to organize “Theme nights”, maybe Alastor would enjoy a “great gatsby” theme, right?

Great, Alastor again. You sighed.

Suddenly a red note written with perfect penmanship flies next to your spot on the bed.

“My darling doe, I’m waiting for you in my chambers.

Don’t take your time, we have much to discuss.-

Yours, Alastor.

You take your time, though, to thank anyone who’s listening as you sprint towards Alastor’s lavish room. You feel dizzy, anticipation like butterflies in your stomach. You don’t have to knock more than once for him to let you in.

He’s on the edge of the bed, looking like his normal self (as normal as it gets for Alastor)

The taps the spot next to him on the the bed

“Come here, you darling thing!”

you don’t waste a second, and as quickly as you are sitting on his bed, you are sitting on lap. Holding you close, in a vice like grip with one of his arms, Alastor starts talking

“How was the rest of your day, my dear?” you open your mouth to start talking, you have so much to say to him. That you were a good girl, that you were ready to do anything to make up for laughing at Angel’s stupid idea of seducing Vox. You are ready to beg for your release. to ask how his day was. But you don’t get to utter a word.

Alastor quickly and swiftly maneuvers you: now your feet are dangling from the bed, your ass and legs sprawled out across his lap. A powerful arm locking you to him by the small of your back.

Holy fuck.

“Well my day was downright awful! You see I overheard my pretty pet laughing at the prospect of seducing one of my most infuriating enemies. I’m in the peak of my unforgiving rut ,and all I wanted was the shared pleasure of our bodies as I fuck the darling thing senseless!” he pinches the back of your thigh, hard. You blur out a soft, desperate sigh.

“Of course, the good girl she is, she went begging for my forgiveness. I didn’t fully give it, of course. That was a harsh offense, what my little doe did. But I did have my fill with her” You try to spea-

Alastor audibly shushes you.

“I did leave her all hot and bothered after spilling my cum all over her maddening little body, of course. I contenplated murdering the bastard demon so he wouldn’t get a chance of even knowing about her existence and what she does to me. But I still suffered with the hellish need of fucking her into oblivion, and pondered a lot about divine justice. So, if I had to suffer this entire day because of her offenses I think it’s only right for that darling doe to get her fill of suffering and punishment hmmmm?

You try to look back to his face, but you feel the familiar sensation of magic wrapping around your throat. The leash, you are so so fucked. You couldn’t be happier about it.

He tugs at the chain, so your skirt rides up and your ass is totally bare for him and your head is buried in one of his fluffy pillows. With a snap of his fingers your panties disintegrate.

You shiver at the thought of what’s happening next, a delicious sensation that flows across your back and ends up inside your cunt, beginning to turn into a wet mess. He’s gonna spank you like the bad girl you were. He’s not going to be gentle about it either. You can’t wait. It’s gonna hurt, it’s gonna sting, it will leave you bruised. It will be deliciously wicked, like all of Alastor’s punishments.

You feel another surge of magic, behind the powerful green glow something materializes.

Your horsegirl days back on earth don’t let you down. You recognise it instantly. On his previous free hand he’s holding a riding crop. A big, leather pointed riding crop.

He’s going to literally whip you into submission. You squirm inside his arm. You can’t fucking wait. You’ve made yourself come a few times after the thought of being literally tamed, broke by alastor.

You whimper. Alastor’s laugh fills the room.

“So this is how this is going to go, pet. I’m going to whip you lovely ass like the ungrateful slut you are and you are going to thank me for it after every crack of the whip. I’m gonna do this as many times as I see fit. Until your ass is as red as my hair. Until you understand what you did. By the time I’m done you will be begging to be punished more. Are we clear?

You can’t look back at him, but you can feel how his red irises make your skin burn. You like to imagine that his eyes did the thing where they soften for a heartbeat, if you blink you miss it. Waiting for your permission, even now. You are able to muffle a “yes, oh please Alastor, yes”.

“Lovely.”

crack.

He didn’t even gave you time to process. The whip lands hard on the back of your left thigh. You let out a scream.

“Well?” he asks impatiently as he waits for your “thank you”. Seeing the way the spot where the whip landed turn a lovely shade of scarlet isn’t helping him hold his resolve either.

You wanna do this right, you need this as much as he needs it.

“thank-”

crack. the whip lands on your right thigh, a little lower.

“tha-”

crack.crack.

He whips you even harder, cutting the wind as it lands twice on your left buttcheek. Only four cracks down and you are a whimpering mess. You wiggle instinctively on his lap, seeking some friction, some relief. It hurts so bad, but it feels so good. You don’t know if you can take more. You want it anyway. “thank you, thank you” you whimper. Tears wet your face, arousal wets your core adding to the mess from before he even started.

crack. crack.

He mirrors his movements to your right buttcheek. “thank yo- Holy fuck Alastor”

one more hit, now hitting both of your buttcheks.

“I’ve told you many times before pet, there’s nothing holy about what I do to you. I’m gonna break you and then breed you. I won’t give you a moment of respite. And maybe by the end, when your legs are shaking from holding that orgasm you have been desperately chasing since this afternoon, I will be merciful and let you find your release. And we will know who’s really losing control here”

How can he do this to you with only his voice? You are not sure you’ve ever been so aroused in your entire life. You’re so wet, you’re staining Alastor’s pants. As close as you will get to marking him.

There’s a draft coming from the forest of his room, it softly kisses your abused skin, making it sting. You want to see the state of your lower body so badly. The way you’re submitting to him right now, the most sweet form degradation possible. Your eyes are clouded with tears, that line between pain and pleasure being blurred in ways only someone like the Radio Demon could cross. He tugs on your leash, to attract your attention from the sinful, unholy sensations you are feeling so openly, back to him.

Alastor drags the leather point of the whip across your throbbing cunt, collecting the obscene amount of wetness there. “By the 7 rings of hell, what do you have here? Are you such a slut that you are creaming at being whipped into compliance? I could do this all night long. Your ass is already red with regret for your actions but I’m not sure you learned your lesson yet.”

crack. The whip this time lands on your juicy cunt. Your hips trash with the sensation, your demon lover’s name escaping your lips like a prayer.You forget to thank him this time, despite your best efforts.

“Are you so big of an ungrateful brat that you want this sinful punishment to continue? Not even bothering to thank me, in hopes it will end sooner. You know what you are. Nothing but a hungry greedy whore for the Radio Demon”

crack, crack. One hit on each cheek. “But I already knew that” and with that mocking tone Alastor lands a masterful final hit on both of your cheeks. He does have a way of proving his point.

You are fucking sobbing now. Tears coat your cheeks, now a colour so vibrant as the rich scarlet the covers your ass. Alastor knows everything that makes you tick. He knows how close you are to cumming. Cumming for only his masterfully inflicted punishment and his voice. Incoherent whimpers leave your lips “please please please” and soft “ohh and aaah, alastor”

He tugs on your leash again, he knows your body like the palm of his hand, and that you are probably entering the mind numbing phase of the pain and the pleasure. But he still wants your undivided attention. He has whipped you into submission, he still needs to fuck you into submission.

“And you even made the mess of yourself stain my pants! My god, you are pathetic. Delightfully pathetic”

Alastor gently runs his clawed hands across your ass, the sharp edges making you hiss. He looks in adoration at the masterpiece he inflicted on you. Your ass and thighs a shade of scarlet to rival his hair, the wetness between your thighs a heavenly invitation. Beautiful. Sinful. Sacred. He will never forget this, and he will make sure that you never forget it too.

“Now, now, we are done with this my little doe” his voice goes extra soft because you can’t see him with your face buried in a soft pillow. “you were so good for me, you always are”

The softness and sweetness of his praise makes you sob even harder. It’s maddening.

He gently maneuvers you further into the bed, making space for himself.

“But now I’m painfully hard, and I still need to bury myself inside that tight throbbing cunt of yours, so deep it will mark. your. soul.” static picks up around you, a delicious omen of what is about to happen.

Alastor positions himself behind you, immediately entering you and bottoming out.

His first thrusts are sharp and deep, as to make his promise of marking yourself from the inside real. He pulls your chains so your scarlet ass is presenting itself to him like the most sinful gift.

Alastor picks up that breakneck pace of fucking, common to him, specially during his rut. He fucks you like he hates you. As hard as he possibly can, to make you know that you are his and his only. That even thinking of someone else, even as a joke, will not be tolerated. You wanted all of him didn’t you? You’ve made that clear, with words, with actions, with the things your body endures for him. So he makes sure to give you that.

Moans drip from your lips in a crescendo, you are screaming now, you don’t know how long you will last. It feels so good. That delayed gratification drowning you in maddening pleasure.

“Who do you think is losing control here?” he asks after a painfully sharp thrust. “Me, or the mess of a slut underneath me? That is screaming my name loud enough for the entire pride ring to know how she loves being fucked like a common whore for the Radio Demon,hmm?”

One hand pulls your leash upwards, the other your hips. He’s even deeper now, you can feel him in your core.

You don’t reply to the question even though you want to, even though you know the answer.

“Again, since you like being bred like that so much you are not hearing me” he takes all of his cock out and enters you at once. “Who’s losing control here? Me, or my little plaything with the scarlet ass from being whipped into compliance like the pretty little brat she is?”

You don’t forget to answer him now, you need to cum, desperately. You withheld your building orgasm for an entire day, you wanted to be good for Alastor. You wanted to be able to take everything he gives you. The pleasure, the pain, the sinful, delicious depraved torture. “Me, I am!” you scream out.

Alastor’s pace is becoming erratic, you feel the shadows of his growing antlers cover you.

“Again” he tugs at your collars. Another sharp, deep thrust.

“Me, i’m losing control”

“And what are you?” his voice is filled with static now, he’s close too.

“Yours! I’m yours Alastor, yours to fuck, to break, to punish” you cry out in sweet pain and pleasure.

Another tug, Another painfully sharp thrust

“I’m only yours Alastor” you finish.

“Good. girl.” he spaces the words out between thrusts, knowing how you relish in them.

“You can come now”

Your orgasm comes crashing down. You grip the sheets like a maniac, your legs shaking so hard Alastor needs to hold them in place. You scream so loud you are sure they can hear you in heaven. You hope they can, so they know. So they know this man owns you. So they know you love him.

Alastor is not far behind, your cunt tightening around him like a vice. He fucks you specially hard and deep know, delayed gratification hitting all at once. He cums so hard inside you, he’s sure he finally marked your soul. The feeling of his cock twitching and spilling inside you, adding to the indescriptible sensation. You are completely over the edge now, you feel weightless, free falling.

You know Alastor will catch you.

“Ah! There she is” you open your eyes and feel a soft kiss on your cheek. You are lying on top of Alastor’s chest, he cuddles you gently, making lazy circles on your hipbone but still buried to the hilt inside you. He still plans to give you all of his cum, all he has during his rut,after all.

“woah, that was… amazing” you say after a while.

“Well, I did whip and fuck you to the brink of insanity my dear. And you came so beautifully for me, you passed out. You’re such a sight pet. I will never forget it.” you blush at his words. You feel so happy.

Alastor kisses your cheek again, and with a final thrust he leaves you with a obscenely wet noise. You are dripping with his cum, it’s running down your thighs, staining the sheets.

You whimper in complaint.

“Ah ,don’t be like that” he laughs, is a genuinely happy laugh. “There’s still plenty of where that came from, but I need my darling doe to rest first” he says. He’s lying you gently on the bed as he gets up. “Don’t leave” you whisper.

He’s out of the bed anyways, and seems to be on his way to do something. You don’t care, you want him back here, holding you. You don't want him to ever let you go.

“Al, i’m truly sorry about today. You know that, right?” You know that I love you, right? You want to say, but you are scared that confession is a little much for today. You see where he’s headed now. He opens the bathroom door.

“Don’t even think about it, my dear. It’s all water under the bridge” he says in his usual chirpy tone, louder than the noise of the bath running. “Now you just need to promise me that you will never even let the thought of that pathetic demon cross your mind, my love”

my love.

“And if he ever does, you will let me know. So I can fuck those wretched ideas out of your mind” Alastor is walking back to the bed now. He picks you up bridal style and carries you across the room. You can’t help the hiss that escape your lips as your irritated skin touches him. “I know, I know my dear. We will fix that right up. I can’t have my favourite doe hurting. We still have a long way to go until the end of my rut, dearest” you don’t reply, you are just happy. perfectly happy. You could hear Alastor’s voice for days without complaining. “But you did look so perfect with that scarlet ass on my lap. Crying from how much you love what I do to you. I hope you never forget that”

You both reach the bathtub, he drops you with all the care in the world inside the water.

“I’m so proud of you. I truly am” the water is warm. The soap smells so nice. He lit candles too. You give in to the soothing sensations. You might have tuned out for a bit, cause you hear alastor calling your name so softly… He says it again, slow, soft, gentle, pleading. As to catch your attention, he has something important to say. “You know how precious you are to me, don’t you my little doe?” “yes” you respond, trying to fight the tears that begin to spill down your face ‘

“Oh my darling girl, why are you crying? There’s nothing to cry about. You are here, safe with me. As you will always be, as is your place.”

“Alastor I-I-” your heart swells, you want to say something. You want to say everything you are feeling. How consuming, in the best way possible, your feelings are for him.

But Alastor is always 10 steps ahead.

“I know, I know darling” he kisses your hand “I feel it too.” he says. It feels like a confession, it sounds like a confession. The look on his eyes is the one of that mystery that hides there every time his voice in the midst of your passion.

When you,know you know. your mind reiterates.

“Let me help you dry those tears. Save them for another day” He holds your face and kiss your lips. “The only thing you need to worry about right now is resting and recovering that luscious body of yours, as well as your brilliant, witty mind”

He hands you a sparkly fancy pink soap, and gets up to find the softest sponge he has stored.

“Now, I hope you like the smell of these candles, cause I’m not letting you out of my sight for at least the next four days!”

Alastor continues to chat away sweet nothings as he helps you bathe. Maybe it will take a while for the Radio Demon to say those 4 words out loud. He has enough reason for that, inside that beautiful, complicated mind of his. His actions always speak louder than words, your relationship was proof of that.

Until then, you will always have sacred moments in crowded rooms, you will always have jokes that only the both of you understand. He will always keep sweeping you off your feet in the most deliciously wicked ways possible.

Right now, you have him by your side after everything that happened, you have his heart too. You are sure of that. So you don’t mind waiting for him.

Good things come for those who wait.

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[IDOLiSH7] [Part 6] Chapter 14: To the Challengers [1/2]

6.14.1. - With everything we have

Audience A: Ah… Something appeared on the screen…

Audience B: Last minute interview footage…?

Audience A: …What’s an idol…？

Audience B: …What is music…？

Audience A: …What is the greatest live…？

Audience B: …Ah, Touma is on the screen…！

Inumaru Touma: The greatest live...

Inumaru Touma: For me, the greatest live is the moment when I can make everyone the happiest.

Inumaru Touma: Everyone's feelings become one, no one gets left behind, and there’s just one great moment after the other.

Inumaru Touma: At first, the audience is well-mannered and just watches, but they gradually get into it…

Inumaru Touma: That feeling of them leaning forward and joining in the fight... It's like everyone is standing up and roaring.

Inumaru Touma: I love that moment when it feels like it's us, not just customers.

Inumaru Touma: I want to create a space like that... I think I can create it.

Inumaru Touma: Let's create the greatest live.

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!!

Isumi Haruka: Uhm, what is an idol. An idol is…

Isumi Haruka: Coming from someone like me, what I say might not be very persuasive… But I think it's pretty accurate.

Isumi Haruka: It's someone who wants to be loved.

Isumi Haruka: Someone who wants to be pampered a lot. Someone who wants to be praised a lot.

Isumi Haruka: Like, “Ahaha, I love myself”. Without that, I don't think I'd want to be on stage.

Isumi Haruka: But while I'm doing it, I start to think, "Oh, I'm not good at this," or "I messed up," or "I wonder if I can do it well.”

Isumi Haruka: So many things I hate about myself and the things I'm anxious about come out, it's like I can't take it anymore, I want to pull away…

Isumi Haruka: But when the fans call out my name, I can really step forward. I'm sure it’ll be the same this time.

Isumi Haruka: I mean, we're first, right? Normally, I'd say we can't do it… That's why…

Isumi Haruka: Call for ŹOOḼ, call for Isumi Haruka. I’m counting on you.

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!!

Natsume Minami: What is music…

Natsume Minami: That's right. Music can become anything.

Natsume Minami: It can be a weapon, it can be armor. It can be a blanket, it can be fashion, it can be a blood oath.

Natsume Minami: With that in mind, if I were to speak only about ŹOOḼ and ŹOOḼ's fans…

Natsume Minami: I think it's like chains.

Natsume Minami: There’s the chains that bind us, and the chains that we seek to destroy.

Natsume Minami: Feelings and pain that could not be put into words are connected through music…

Natsume Minami: It is as if blood flows through the community known as ŹOOḼ. That's right, it may be like blood vessels.

Natsume Minami: Let the blood flow, cut the chains we want to break, and connect with each other through new bonds.

Natsume Minami: Fufu… These may be chains that are a little exciting, a bit dangerous, but…

Natsume Minami: Please, let yourself be caught up in them.

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!!

Midou Torao: What an idol is?

Midou Torao: An idol is… That's right… This might be a no-go thing to say.

Midou Torao: But at first, I thought it was shady.

Midou Torao: You get pampered, but they treat you like a toy, and you laugh it off…

Midou Torao: I was thinking, that's supposed to be fun?

Midou Torao: …Then, “Ah, this is a bad idea”… “It’s a bad idea, right?”, “Huh? We're gonna keep going like this…?”

Midou Torao: …That's right… Well, those were my first impressions anyway. Probably because I was like that at the time.

Midou Torao: Yeah… I thought it’d be nice if it was just for decoration.

Midou Torao: But after meeting a lot of different people, I realized I was wrong.

Midou Torao: Chasing their dreams even when they fail… Going out alone to places where there are only enemies… It's not shady at all.

Midou Torao: These guys… I thought these people were heroes.

Midou Torao: I want to be like that too. I'll do my best.

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!!

Inumaru Touma: Listen, you guys! We've come this far, so believe in yourselves!

Inumaru Touma: At first, we were kind of an odd mix! But aren't we the real deal right now!?

Midou Torao: Of course. There's no other place I’d rather be.

Midou Torao: You guys are the best!

Inumaru Touma: I told you, didn't I! Don't forget!

Natsume Minami: That's my line, Inumaru-san.

I won't let anyone, including you and everyone here in the venue, get distracted from us.

Natsume Minami: We are the one and only.

Isumi Haruka: That's right! Let's destroy everything! Let's show them all we got!

Isumi Haruka: Ryou-san and Utsugi-san… Let's take the people who have become our fans with us!

Isumi Haruka: To a view even better than the one at RedFes! Tonight! Here! Right now!

Midou Torao: Alright!

Natsume Minami: Let's go!

Inumaru Touma: Let's go!

ŹOOḼ: Yeah…!!

Audience: The lights came on…

Audience: ŹOOḼ are over there…！

Audience: Kyaaah…！

Passerby A: ŹOOḼ's live has begun! The first song is "Poisonous Gangster"!

Passerby B: The set is amazing…!! It's so ŹOOḼ! Cool…!

Passerby A: I happened to be there during the debut event! The place where ŹOOḼ began…!

Passerby B: I hope ŹOOḼ wins…!

Passerby C: The big monitor over there is broadcasting ŹOOḼ's live!

Passerby D: It's true…！The atmosphere is insane...! I wish I could have gone to the venue…!

Passerby C: Everyone looks so cool! Do your best, ŹOOḼ…！

Oda Hiroto: …

Oda Hiroto: Touma…

Natsume Minami: (It was with this song that I started working on together with Sakura-san, that I met ŹOOḼ…)

Natsume Minami: (At first, it was a song sung by just two of us as the main vocals.)

Natsume Minami: (But before I knew it, I was singing as well, raising my voice and screaming with ecstasy.)

Natsume Minami: (I tried to remain a spectator, but I got more and more involved as myself…)

Natsume Minami: (Once destiny has started, it cannot be stopped. )

Natsume Minami: (Sakura-san, I’m enjoying myself a lot right now. Aren't you envious?)

Natsume Minami: (The allies and friends you lost, I have them all.)

Natsume Minami: Come on, please…

Natsume Minami: Desire me more.

Audience: Kyaaah…！

Audience A: PoiGang is the best! I knew they were definitely gonna sing it…!

Audience B: All four of them look super cool! (crying) ...I love ŹOOḼ…

Audience A: Ah… the second song…!

Audience B: It's “ZONE OF OVERLAP”…!!

Audience: Kyaaaah…！

Audience: The best, the best…!!

Audience: Kyaaaah…！

Midou Torao: (RedFes… I remember the fear of that stage.)

Midou Torao: (I wanted to run away. I wanted to pretend like it wasn't serious and make it a laughing matter.)

Midou Torao: (But I met others who were just as scared, yet didn't try to run away.)

Midou Torao: (So I put down my feet and moved forward with my heart and soul and I was able to change, so that I could protect them without running away, .)

Midou Torao: (I overcame something that seemed like it could never be overcome.)

Midou Torao: (May I have the same pride tonight as I did then.)

Midou Torao: (Whatever it is, I'll do it!)

Midou Torao: Don't look away!

Midou Torao: We'll make you crazy about us to the point of breaking!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

Audience A: From "ZONE OF OVERLAP", they started singing as a group of four!

Audience B: Yeah…!

Audience A: I wasn't able to go see RedFes, but I feel like the atmosphere at ŹOOḼ has changed since then…!

Audience A: They're no longer awkward around each other and they often look at each other with smiles on their faces, it makes me happy…

Audience A: I always was and still am so lucky to be a ŹOOḼ oshi…!

Audience B: Ah... the third song is coming!!

Audience B: It's “Bang!Bang!Bang!”...!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

Isumi Haruka: Come on, come on! That's not all you got, is it?

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

Isumi Haruka: Shout…！

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…!!

Isumi Haruka: (Hey, are you watching? Ryou-san.)

Isumi Haruka: (Are you watching? Kujou.)

Isumi Haruka: (Aren't I amazing?)

Isumi Haruka: (Aren’t we the best?)

Isumi Haruka: (Fufu… You thought I was a waste, so you let go of me.)

Isumi Haruka: (But it's too late to regret it now. I'm no longer controlled by anyone.)

Isumi Haruka: (The only path we walk is our own.)

Isumi Haruka: (Just watch from there. I'll take you with me. I'll show you, as well.)

Isumi Haruka: (We will carve out our future.)

Isumi Haruka: We can still keep going…!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

Audience A: …ŹOOḼ is amazing! (crying) …I love ŹOOḼ…

Audience B: If you cry, you won't be able to see it properly! It'd be such a shame! It's so amazing…

Audience B: Since it's people around the same age as us putting on such a cool, powerful performance…!

Audience A: Yes, yes… (crying).

Audience: Ah, the lights went out…

Audience: What!？A costume change…?!

Audience: …！This intro…!

Audience: It's the new song…！

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…!

Isumi Haruka: …

Natsume Minami: …

Midou Torao: …

Inumaru Touma: Last one!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…!

Inumaru Touma: “Utopia”!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…!

Inumaru Touma: (I thought I'd never stand on stage again.)

Inumaru Touma: (I thought I’d never sing seriously again.)

Inumaru Touma: (The only way I could protect myself was to hate someone, to laugh at someone.)

Inumaru Touma: (However, as I met important friends and spent irreplaceable time with them…)

Inumaru Touma: (I met people who care about me more than I care about myself.)

Inumaru Touma: (I want to make them happy, those people who always support us.)

Inumaru Touma: (Beyond the dazzling lights, I can see their smiles. They're calling our names. For their smiles, I want to create a miracle.)

Inumaru Touma: (I want to promise them eternity.)

Inumaru Touma: (We won't betray you. We know better than anyone that things like that are crap…)

Inumaru Touma: (I want to promise you that I will never betray you.)

Inumaru Touma: (That I'm never leaving the stage again.)

Inumaru Touma: Let's go together! Follow us to the very end…!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

Oda Hiroto: …Touma…

Oda Hiroto: …Do your best, Touma! Don't lose…!

Oda Hiroto: Destroy the others and make it so that you…. that ŹOOḼ become the best…!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

Inumaru Touma: This is the best…！

Isumi Haruka: Aah, we're done already…!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

Natsume Minami:: Thank you very much！

Midou Torao: Thanks! I sang with all my power！

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

Inumaru Touma: Thank you！

Isumi Haruka: See you…！

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…！

(clapping)

Isumi Haruka: Ha… haa…

Utsugi Shirou: Welcome back! Thank you for your hard work…!

Isumi Haruka: …How was it!?

Utsugi Shirou: It was amazing! The best in the world!

Inumaru Touma: Utsugi-san, did you see it?! A sight better than RedFes!

Utsugi Shirou: …

Utsugi Shirou: Asking that first thing after coming off such a big stage…

Natsume Minami: We are asking that! After all, we're quite stubborn!

Midou Torao: You're a part of ŹOOḼ too. We wanted to share the best sight with you.

Isumi Haruka: So!? How was it?!

Utsugi Shirou: …It wasn't just beyond RedFes, it was a performance like it has never been done before!

Utsugi Shirou: On such a big stage, not to mention as the opening act, with that kind of quality. With that kind excitement.

Utsugi Shirou: Only ŹOOḼ can do this. You are the best…!

Isumi Haruka: We did it! Ya~y!!

Inumaru Touma: High five, high five!

Midou Torao: Alright! Yay!

Natsume Minami: Ahaha! Ya~y!

Utsugi Shirou: Yay! Thank you for your hard work!

Utsugi Shirou: Let's win this Black or White and go to RedFes again next year!

Utsugi Shirou: We'll show ŹOOḼ to the world once more!

ŹOOḼ: Yeah…!!

Tsukumo Ryou: …

Tsukumo Ryou: Haha… You can do it, after all.

Tsukumo Ryou: Thank you, ŹOOḼ

Tsukumo Ryou: I'm glad I created you guys.

Audience A: Haa…！ŹOOḼ’s live was great!

Audience B: I was so moved.... (crying) I got to see it live.... I'm so glad I was able to come to the venue!!

Audience A: It's true…!! I will tell this story for the rest of my life...!!

Audience B: Ah… There's a break until the stage set is changed. I think I'll head to the washroom.

Audience A: There'll be a message video too, so come back soon!

Audience B: I know!

(bump)

Audience B: Ah… I'm sorry.

Ousaka Soushi: No, I have to apologize.

Ousaka Soushi: …

Ousaka Soushi: It looks like the seats are around there.

Sougo's mother: Yes…

Ousaka Soushi: Let's go.

~ to be continued ~

6.14.2. - Wishing upon the sparkling stars

Audience C: It's about to be IDOLiSH7’s turn, isn't it…

Audience D: Yeah…! I'm really excited…!

Audience C: Ah...! Something is being shown on the screen again!

Audience D: This is the last-minute interview footage…!

Audience C: Kyaaaah...! Iori-kun...!!

Izumi Iori: The greatest live… To me, the greatest live means showing off the best IDOLiSH7.

Izumi Iori: Nanase-san, the unrivaled center.

Izumi Iori: The elegant and cute Rokuya-san who supports the hearts of IDOLiSH7.

Izumi Iori: Ousaka-san who changes his colours freely, both as a "MEZZO’’" member and as a rock musician.

Izumi Iori: The lawless Yotsuba-san who does whatever he wants, acts spoiled whenever he wants, yet for some reason we always forgive him.

Izumi Iori: Nii-san who leads the atmosphere of the live and keeps it going with his cuteness and energy.

Izumi Iori: Nikaidou-san, our reliable leader who’s got our backs any time.

Izumi Iori: As well as the perfect me.

Izumi Iori: We will definitely deliver. Please trust us.

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!!

Nikaidou Yamato: Good evening, it's Onii-san. To me, an idol is, well…

Nikaidou Yamato: I guess it'’s a being that makes people happy.

Nikaidou Yamato: That might makes me sound like I'm saying I'm a person who's really kind to people, though.

Nikaidou Yamato: I'm not that type of person, actually.

Nikaidou Yamato: But those guys… The other members work so hard and always make me happy.

Nikaidou Yamato: They gave me so much, it's spilling out of my hands, I have so much happiness left over.

Nikaidou Yamato: By distributing that one by one to everyone, I can do my job as an idol.

Nikaidou Yamato: I'll be handing out lots of it at Black or White, so please be sure to get some. ‘Cause those guys are really amazing.

Nikaidou Yamato: I'll give it my all, too. Yeah…

Nikaidou Yamato: When I do things properly, I can be pretty amazing, too.

Nikaidou Yamato: Just kidding.

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!!

Izumi Mitsuki: To me, idols are something I’ve always admired！

Izumi Mitsuki: I loved Zero, you know. I was thinking I wanted to be like him, and I thought he was really cool.

Izumi Mitsuki: Yeah… It felt like I was looking up at stars high up…

Izumi Mitsuki: Even after I decided I wanted to be an idol, even after I debuted as an idol, I was looking up at them.

Izumi Mitsuki: Ah… It was like, “that one is good, and this one is good too. This one is amazing, and I want that one too.”

Izumi Mitsuki: Ahaha, I must sound really greedy, right? I mean, they're all really amazing people. They're all really cool.

Izumi Mitsuki: But recently, I finally… I've stopped looking up at high places.

Izumi Mitsuki: To me, I myself am an idol. I want to be an idol that only Izumi Mitsuki can be. I don't just want to be, I will be.

Izumi Mitsuki: See, how I’ve become able to say something that bold?

Izumi Mitsuki: There were some really cool guys that I was jealous of. They gave something to me, little by little.

Izumi Mitsuki: “That's great.”, “That's amazing.”, “I love you.” They kept going like that, and they gave me lots of little stars.

Izumi Mitsuki: That's why I… That's why I became able to say that to me, my idol is myself.

Izumi Mitsuki: Tonight, make sure you look up at us! We'll make lots of stars fall too!

Izumi Mitsuki: Let's have a blast on the last night of the year!

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!!

Yotsuba Tamaki: Yo. I'm Yotsuba Tamaki.

Yotsuba Tamaki: For me, the best live is when everyone's like, “Whoa!”.

Yotsuba Tamaki: A time when even if there's nothing special going on, us and the audience are having fun.

Yotsuba Tamaki: I think things like, “I'm going to entertain you!" and "Please get fired up!”.

Yotsuba Tamaki: And then, somehow...it starts to feel like the people in the audience are thinking the same way.

Yotsuba Tamaki: It's as if they're also saying, “We’re gonna entertain you! Please get fired up!”.

Yotsuba Tamaki: And we’re interacting like, “Yeah~!”, “Let's do it!”. How do I put it? You do this and that, and then…

Yotsuba Tamaki: Interaction, interaction. Ah... It’s like I’m calling my partner’s first name. Haha, that's a different kanji, though.*

Yotsuba Tamaki: I like the feeling of interaction between here and there, when everyone’s like, “Whoa”.

Yotsuba Tamaki: It's hard to grasp that moment, and even if you think, "Whoa, here it comes!", it's gone in an instant.

Yotsuba Tamaki: So when I think , "Ah, that's the moment!", it hits me so hard I almost start crying.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Why? ...Hmm… I wonder why it makes me feel like crying.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Maybe it’s because I’m not alone. Haha… Let's all seize that moment together.

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!!

Ousaka Sougo: For me, music was my hope for living.

Ousaka Sougo: It is proof that I'm alive right now. I never thought I'd be able to write songs with my own hands.

Ousaka Sougo: For a long time, I couldn't love myself; I denied my own potential, and couldn't believe in myself…

Ousaka Sougo: My love for music made me believe in myself.

Ousaka Soushi: …

Ousaka Sougo: The new song we’ll be singing tonight.... I wrote it.

Ousaka Sougo: I've written songs for "MEZZO" before, but this is the first time I've written a song for IDOLiSH7.

Ousaka Sougo: I'm really nervous, but it is a song I really like. And also...

Ousaka Sougo: I feel like Tamaki-kun might be too embarrassed to tell you , so I'll tell you secretly.

Ousaka Sougo: The choreography was done by Tamaki-kun.

Ousaka Sougo: He’s incredibly talented. Everyone, please take the time to look at it.

Ousaka Sougo: I've gotten off topic, but I am very happy to be able to sing my own songs on this big stage.

Ousaka Sougo: I would like to dedicate this to all the people who it possible for me to have music in my life.

Ousaka Sougo: Thank you.

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!!

Ousaka Soushi: …

Ousaka Soushi: …Sougo…

Rokuya Nagi: Hi, girl.

Rokuya Nagi: For me, music is something that changes the color of the heart.

Rokuya Nagi: When I listen to a sad song, it paints my heart a sad color.

Rokuya Nagi: When I hear a kind song, it changes to a kind color.

Rokuya Nagi: That's how we've lived our lives with the music we love.

Rokuya Nagi: On nights when you can't cry, it helps the tears flow.

Rokuya Nagi: When we need courage, it strengthens our hearts.

Rokuya Nagi: Music is magic… it’s magic.

Rokuya Nagi: I'll gift everyone a special magic.

Rokuya Nagi: We will paint your hearts in IDOLiSH7’s colors.

Rokuya Nagi: Please do not forget. That tonight, we spent a special time together.

Rokuya Nagi: That we are always in your heart.

Rokuya Nagi: We love you.

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!

Nanase Riku: Uhm… To me, idols are like light.

Nanase Riku: The first time I met an idol I liked, I was a kid.

Nanase Riku: When I was lonely, when I was feeling unwell… having that idol around helped me forget about all the hardships.

Nanase Riku: It was just fun, I got carried away watching and lost track of time.

Nanase Riku: I'm sure even if I was in complete darkness, I wouldn't have noticed.

Nanase Riku: I want to become that kind of person.

Nanase Riku: When your beloved idol is there and you’re getting carried away having a good time…

Nanase Riku: It doesn't solve the problem. It doesn't cure the illness.

Nanase Riku: Complete darkness remains that way, and nothing changes. ...I knew that.

Nanase Riku: But still.... If I could see that wonderful thing once more....

Nanase Riku: If I could see that idol once more, and laugh wholeheartedly and happily.

Nanase Riku: I feel like I can bear the pain I'm feeling right now just a little longer.

Nanase Riku: That's what I thought.

Nanase Riku: I was thinking there might be people here at the venue today who feel the same way.

Nanase Riku: So: Good job, everyone! You all did really well!

Nanase Riku: It’s alright now! There's only fun to be had from here on out! Have fun and show me your smiles!

Nanase Riku: Let's play together!

Audience: Kyaaaaah…!!

Kujou Tenn: ……

Kujou Tenn: Riku…

Izumi Mitsuki: …Alright! Alright, let’s go, everyone!

Yotsuba Tamaki: Yeah！

Rokuya Nagi: Yay！Let’s have fun！

Nikaidou Yamato: Don't be nervous! Let’s just do what we always do! Relax, relax!

Ousaka Sougo: Yes！

Nanase Riku: …Ha…

Izumi Iori: …Nanase-sa—

Oogami Banri: Sougo-san！

Ousaka Sougo: Banri-san…

Oogami Banri: The seats were filled.

Ousaka Sougo: Eh?

Oogami Banri: The seats were filled. I don't know if it was them, though...

Ousaka Sougo: …

Ousaka Sougo: Ha…, I think it was them. They’re not the kind of people who would give up their reserved seats.

Ousaka Sougo: That’s what I think… But… I wonder…

Yotsuba Tamaki: Is it about that?

Ousaka Sougo: Yeah…

Izumi Mitsuki: What happened?

Yotsuba Tamaki: Sou-chan's mom and dad came!

Nikaidou Yamato: Really!?

Izumi Mitsuki: I’m glad!....It's okay to be happy about that, right!?

Oogami Banri: Of course. Sougo-kun called them.

Oogami Banri: That’s a relief, isn’t it, Sougo-kun. It wasn't over, after all.

Oogami Banri: They believed and acknowledged the accomplishments you had made.

Ousaka Sougo: …

Oogami Banri: Good luck on stage! I'll be watching it with Takanashi-san from over here!

Ousaka Sougo: Yes. Thank you for letting me know.

Ousaka Sougo: …

Izumi Mitsuki: What's wrong, Sougo? Are you unhappy?

Ousaka Sougo: …That’s not it, but…

Ousaka Sougo: I didn't expect this, so I don't know what to think…

Yotsuba Tamaki: Isn’t “finally” fine?

Ousaka Sougo: …Tamaki-kun…

Yotsuba Tamaki: So they're finally willing to listen. They’re late. But we’ll let them listen anyway.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Because that's our job. Right, Sou-chan?

Ousaka Sougo: …Yeah… Yeah, that’s right…

Nikaidou Yamato: As their child, you’d want to be acknowledged right away, though.

Nikaidou Yamato: It's very businessman-like of him to only nod his head once you have the accomplishments and the recognition to back it up.

Ousaka Sougo: My father has only just taken his seat. He hasn't acknowledged me yet.

Ousaka Sougo: But if I can get some good results on tonight's stage, then I…

Ousaka Sougo: More than anything, my uncle who loved music throughout his life... I feel like he'll finally acknowledge him…

Nanase Riku: ...Sougo-san's uncle…

Rokuya Nagi: Let's win, Sougo. For the glory of someone important to you, too.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Let’s do this! Let's show them...!

Izumi Mitsuki: Yeah! We’ll make him ask us to appear in an FSC commercial!

Nikaidou Yamato: That's right! Hey, Riku...

Nikaidou Yamato: Riku…？

Nanase Riku: …(cough)… Ha…

Izumi Iori: Nanase-san…

Nanase Riku: I’m fine. I'm just a bit nervous.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Is it an attack!?

Nanase Riku: No. I don't think so…

Ousaka Sougo: The medicine… You said it makes your throat hoarse, right?

Nanase Riku: I’m fine. I don’t feel like it’s getting worse. …It’s fine.

Nikaidou Yamato: I’ll report to our manager.

Nanase Riku: I’m fine, Yamato-san！...(coughs)...

Nikaidou Yamato: Riku…

Yotsuba Tamaki: Rikkun. Shouting too loudly is bad…

Nanase Riku: I know. I’m fine. Once I calm down a bit...

Rokuya Nagi: Let me get you a hot drink. It's okay. Everything will go well….

Nanase Riku: …Yeah…

Izumi Mitsuki: Can we delay the start...?

Nikaidou Yamato: I'll try to negotiate, but it won't last long…

Nanase Riku: …(coughs)...

Nanase Riku: No way. Not at such an important time...

Nanase Riku: The victory of the new Black or White is at stake. It's a chance for Sougo and his uncle to be recognized.

Nanase Riku: I don't want to repeat the same thing. The concert tickets are a promise to everyone. Even though I came to see everyone…

Nanase Riku: No. If I think pessimistic thoughts— Calm down. Calm your mind...

Nanase Riku: Sakura-san said this before going to heaven.

Nanase Riku: Even if I lost everything, and still wanted to sing...

Nanase Riku: Would there be someone who can help me?

Izumi Iori: Nanase-san.

Nanase Riku: …Ha…

Izumi Iori: You can sing.

Izumi Iori: Please sing, Nanase-san.

Nanase Riku: …Ha…

Nanase Riku: Ha…

Nanase Riku: …

Rokuya Nagi: Here you go, Riku! This is magical hot tea. You'll feel better soon!

Nikaidou Yamato: If anything happens, I'll cover for you! Leave it to onii-san!

Izumi Mitsuki: Riku, don't worry! Let's go on stage together all seven of us!

Yotsuba Tamaki: Let them listen to Rikkun's singing! If you can't stand up, I'll carry you on my back!

Ousaka Sougo: Let's go together! Let’s sing my song together!

Nanase Riku: …Ha…

Nanase Riku: No way... It stopped...

Rokuya Nagi＆Ousaka Sougo＆Yotsuba Tamaki: I’m glad…!

Izumi Iori: Fufu. I told you I’d control you.

Nikaidou Yamato: What’s up with this, that sounds deep…

Izumi Mitsuki: Don’t misunderstand. There’s a lot of reasons for this.

Izumi Iori: Let's go, superstar.

Izumi Iori: To create a rainbow.

Nanase Riku: …Yeah…!

Nikaidou Yamato: Let's go, you guys...!

IDOLiSH7: Yeah!!

Audience: The lights came on...

Audience: It’s IDOLiSH7…！

Audience: Kyaaaah…！

Mother: IDOLiSH7’s live has begun! What a pretty stage! It's like a planetarium...!

Father: Are the kids at the venue right now? I wonder if they'll be shown on TV?

Mother: The first song is "MEMORiES MELODiES"! How nostalgic...! I'm really looking forward to the other three songs, too!

Father: Aah, I see. This song is the one from their first Black or White…

Mother: That’s right! This is the song that beat TRIGGER!!

Audience: Kyaaaaah...！

Izumi Iori: (I was able to get this far because I had friends.)

Izumi Mitsuki: (This has been my dream since I was a child.)

Izumi Iori: (I found such a wonderful pastime that makes my heart beat faster.)

Izumi Mitsuki: (I wanted these cheers too much, there were times when I felt like my heart was going to break…)

Izumi Mitsuki: (I feel so reassured now.)

Izumi Iori: (We can go as far as we want)

Izumi Mitsuki: (We’ll go as far as we can!)

Izumi Iori: (Leading our teammates and our fans.)

Izumi Mitsuki: (To views they’ve never seen before!)

Izumi Iori: (We can do it.)

Izumi Mitsuki: (We should be able to do it!)

Izumi Iori: (That’s tonight!)

Izumi Mitsuki: (Well then, let’s go!)

Izumi Mitsuki & Izumi Iori: (To reach for our dreams!)

Izumi Mitsuki: Let’s go…!

Izumi Iori: Let us win!

Audience: Kyaaaaah...！

Audience C: Aah… Everyone is so awesome!!

Audience D: Look...! The planetarium on the stage changes from a blue sky to a night sky...!

Audience C: Pretty...! The aurora is shining...!

Audience D: The second song! It’s "Mr.AFFECTiON"...!!

Audience: Kyaaaah…!

Nikaidou Yamato: (I had lost track of my own existence.)

Rokuya Nagi: (I was losing track of where I belong.)

Nikaidou Yamato: (Whether I am loved.)

Rokuya Nagi: (Whether I am being used.)

Nikaidou Yamato: (Lying, dishonest people, the objects of our admiration.)

Rokuya Nagi: (But still, we wanted to be grateful and love them.)

Nikaidou Yamato: (In that case, being alone is better.)

Rokuya Nagi: (Because I loved them.)

Rokuya Nagi: (The hands that pet my head that day…)

Nikaidou Yamato: (In truth, I wanted to believe it.)

Rokuya Nagi: (Over a long period of time. Through many encounters.)

Nikaidou Yamato: (Now, I’m here with my friends.)

Nikaidou Yamato: (Well, are you watching?)

Rokuya Nagi: (Are you watching?)

Nikaidou Yamato: (I couldn't love myself, and I struggled desperately.)

Nikaidou Yamato: (I'm going to make all the other members, the guests; everyone here happy.)

Rokuya Nagi: (And I will be happy too.)

Rokuya Nagi: (I’ll live a rich life filled with love.)

Rokuya Nagi＆Nikaidou Yamato: (With my friends.)

Rokuya Nagi: Beautiful! Everyone, laugh more...!

Nikaidou Yamato: There's still more to come! Let's get fired up...!

Audience: Kyaaaah…!

Audience D: IDOLiSH7 are the best! I'm happy to be able to listen to my beloved songs...!

Audience: Aah...! The lights have gone out...!

Audience: A costume change?! Maybe it’s the new song?!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah...

Audience: The sky is like the morning light…

Audience: Look! New costumes...!

Izumi Iori: …

Nikaidou Yamato: …

Izumi Mitsuki: …

Yotsuba Tamaki: …

Ousaka Sougo: …

Rokuya Nagi: …

Nanase Riku: …

Audience: …That intro...! It’s a melody I've never heard before...!

Audience: It's a new song...!

Nanase Riku: “TOMORROW EViDENCE”！

Audience: Kyaaaaah...！

Ousaka Sougo: (I was unable to like myself.)

Yotsuba Tamaki: (I didn't care about anything except my own important things.)

Ousaka Sougo: (It was only when I was in contact with the things I loved that I was able to love myself.)

Yotsuba Tamaki: (Because I'm the only one who takes me seriously.)

Ousaka Sougo: (But little by little, I've recovered my wounded heart, and now…)

Ousaka Sougo: (I was able to create what I liked.)

Yotsuba Tamaki: (I've come to understand that I am being watched over.)

Yotsuba Tamaki: (Hey. Thank you, everyone.)

Yotsuba Tamaki: (Thank you for waving at me, for calling my name.)

Yotsuba Tamaki: (Every time someone did that, I felt like I wasn't alone.)

Ousaka Sougo: (I couldn't have done it alone.)

Ousaka Sougo: (I was able to do it because I wasn't alone.)

Ousaka Sougo: (I'm living my own life.)

Yotsuba Tamaki: (I’m exactly where I belong.)

Yotsuba Tamaki: (For making me think that…)

Ousaka Sougo＆Yotsuba Tamaki: (Thank you.)

Ousaka Sougo: Enjoy the new song!

Yotsuba Tamaki: Everyone! Remember and sing it...!

Audience C: ...The new song was really good...!

Audience D: The choreography was cute as well...! Tamaki is a genius...!

Audience C: What will the last song be!?

Audience D: I want them to sing that song.... I've been supporting them for a long time! IDOLiSH7's first...

Audience C: Aah…The color of the sky is changing into a starry sky...

Audience D: Wow, the song has started...!

Audience C: It’s MonGen…!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…!

Nanase Riku: ...Thank you, everyone...!

Nanase Riku: The last song is this one! The song that started us off...!

Nanase Riku: “MONSTER GENERATiON”…！

Audience: Kyaaaaaah!

Nanase Riku: (I wanted to be like Tenn-nii. I wanted to catch up to Tenn-nii.)

Nanase Riku: (But whenever things didn’t go well and I felt like giving up…)

Nanase Riku: (The voices of my friends and fans here have given me strength.)

Nanase Riku: (Thank you.)

Nanase Riku: (Thank you for letting me believe that there is something I can do.)

Nanase Riku: (Thank you for piercing through the darkness and bringing your powerful voices and smiles all the way to this stage.)

Nanase Riku: (For loving us…)

Nanase Riku: (And for sharing the same dream as us, thank you so much.)

Nanase Riku: (I want to go even further with everyone.)

Nanase Riku: (To a new place where no one has been before.)

Nanase Riku: (To break away from common sense and familiar sights.)

Nanase Riku: (We want to create a new era that none but us can.)

Nanase Riku: It won’t, won’t end yet.

Nanase Riku: Let’s go to a seven-colored future!

Nanase Riku: Everyone, thank you…!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…!

Woman: …Riku-kun…

Woman: I'm glad I came here...

Woman: I started to become curious about them, and then I started to like them more and more.... I took the plunge and ordered tickets....

Woman: I'm glad I came here... I'm glad I got to see IDOLiSH7!

Woman: I'm glad I was able to shout out how much I love them in the venue the people I love are at!

Woman: IDOLiSH7, I love you…!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah…!

Yotsuba Tamaki: Everyone, thank you!

Izumi Iori: Thank you very much!

Rokuya Nagi: Thanks！Happy, I’m happy!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah...！

Ousaka Sougo: Thank you very much!

Nikaidou Yamato: Thanks！

Izumi Mitsuki: Did you enjoy it? See you later, everyone!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah...！

Nanase Riku: Thank you so much！It was the best...!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah...！

(clapping)

Nanase Riku: Ha… Ha…

Yotsuba Tamaki: Are you alright, Rikkun!?

Nanase Riku: Yes…! I’m alright! We did it…!!

Izumi Mitsuki: We did it! We did it! We were the best...!

Rokuya Nagi: Fantastic! Our hearts were as one! It was an amazing experience!

Izumi Iori: It was a truly amazing experience.... My heart is still....

Yotsuba Tamaki: Pouding?

Izumi Iori: It is.

Nanase Riku: Mine is, too!

Ousaka Sougo: ...I really… thought my heart was going to break...

Nikaidou Yamato: Sou, did you see the audience seats?

Ousaka Sougo: Yes…

Ousaka Sougo: I couldn't see their faces, but I could see that the seats were full.

Ousaka Sougo: At that moment, I kind of… almost started crying...

Ousaka Sougo: Even though I pretended to be fine, I realized I had always wanted them to understand… I realized I wanted to be acknowledged...

Nikaidou Yamato: Sou…

Nikaidou Yamato: Of course. That's just how it is.

Yotsuba Tamaki: I’m glad for you, Sou-chan.

Ousaka Sougo: Yes… I never thought I'd be happy like this, though...

Yotsuba Tamaki: It’s fine. I'm glad you can cry in front of other people now.

Ousaka Sougo: …Tamaki-kun…

Yotsuba Tamaki: Ehehe. I’m glad, I’m glad!

Takanashi Tsumugi: Thank you for your hard work, everyone! It was a fantastic performance...

Izumi Mitsuki: Manager!

Rokuya Nagi: It's all thanks to you. Your stage direction made us shine!

Nanase Riku: Manager, thank you!

Takanashi Tsumugi: No, thank you all for putting on such a great show!

Takanashi Tsumugi: The outcome is still unknown, but IDOLiSH7 are the best idols in the world!

IDOLiSH7: Yay…!!

Oogami Banri: Good job everyone! It was great! It was the best!

Takanashi Otoharu: It was truly wonderful! Everyone gave it their all!

Takanashi Otoharu: It was great working with you guys! Now, get some rest! After that, it's time to keep an eye on your rivals!

IDOLiSH7: Yes…！

Takanashi Tsumugi: Thank you so, so much!!

~ to be continued ~

6.14.3. - The door to happiness

Audience E: It’s about to be TRIGGER’s turn soon…

Audience F: Ah, I'm getting excited...! I want TRIGGER to win…!

Audience E: Ah...! Something appeared on the screen...!

Audience F: It’s the latest interview footage again...!

Audience F: Kyaaaaah...! Gaku-san…!!

Yaotome Gaku: The greatest live?

Yaotome Gaku: Up until now, there hasn't been a single live that wasn't the greatest.

Yaotome Gaku: Each one has a special memory to it. They’re burned into my mind like a photo in an album.

Yaotome Gaku: The audience seats bathed in light and, illuminated by the stage lights, Tenn’s profile…

Yaotome Gaku: The audience seats, bathed in intense sunlight, and Ryuu’s back, glistening with sweat.

Yaotome Gaku: Every moment was amazing. For me, and I'm sure for my friends and fans as well.

Yaotome Gaku: Sharing the best moments. Everyone here is sharing a special moment in life.

Yaotome Gaku: You love me, don't you? Us, TRIGGER, that is.

Yaotome Gaku: We love you too. So, even if it's just during the live, we want you to forget everything and become one.

Yaotome Gaku: We'll take you to the end of the world.

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!

Kujou Tenn: To me, idols are the magic that makes someone happy.

Kujou Tenn: I'm a charming magician.

Kujou Tenn: Isn’t that right?

Kujou Tenn: We choose to pose pretentiously, we perform provocative dances, we sing songs that seduce everyone.

Kujou Tenn: Sometimes we'll be mean, and sometimes we'll beg. That's how we captivate you.

Kujou Tenn: But in the end, we will always be magicians who will make you happy.

Kujou Tenn: ...Or so I thought. But now I'm thinking something a little different.

Kujou Tenn: That maybe it's us idols who are under a spell.

Kujou Tenn: With sparkling eyes, you’ve always kept dreaming, not giving up and desiring us…

Kujou Tenn: With the magic of happiness applied to us, we started to move upon a brilliant stage. Maybe that’s what an idol is.

Kujou Tenn: Thank you for loving me. Thank you for protecting me so many times.

Kujou Tenn: Desire me a lot tonight as well. Cast a spell on me.

Kujou Tenn: Make me happy.

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: To me, music is… That’s right…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: After becoming TRIGGER, we sang a lot of songs.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Eventually, I began to feel the special power in music.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: It may be because it’s always the three of us singing, but, how do I put it…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Within TRIGGER’s songs, it’s like I can feel Gaku’s and Tenn’s presence.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Even when I was driving by myself, if I was listening to TRIGGER’s songs, it felt like the two of them were there.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Even when I was alone, when I sang a song, I could feel our three souls.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: At that time, I thought there was nothing to be afraid of.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: There are people who appreciate and listen to the songs I sing with the friends I trust from the bottom of my heart.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: These are special, unforgettable moments spent with precious songs.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I have never been happier.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Even when we're old and go to heaven someday, and only TRIGGER's songs remain…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I want anyone who listens to them to think of it this way.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Songs about friends bound by a strong bond.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I am truly grateful to the god of music for giving me such irreplaceable friends.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Gaku, Tenn, let's do our best.

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Gaku, Tenn. Let's high five.

Yaotome Gaku:That's what I was about to say.

Kujou Tenn: Me, too.

(clap)

Kujou Tenn: We’ll definitely win! I'll make sure you two win. Don't worry, just follow me…

Yaotome Gaku: Don't be stupid! I'll make you win! I'm TRIGGER’s leader!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I'm the most big brother-like! It took a long time, but we finally made it here!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Let's beat Re:vale this year! TRIGGER will take over the world!

Yaotome Gaku: Let's bring in a new era with our own hands!

Kujou Tenn: Of course! But can I have an honest talk with you?

Yaotome Gaku: What is it!?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: An honest talk？

Kujou Tenn: I'm just happy to be standing here with you two, to the point where I don't care about winning.

Kujou Tenn: I love you guys. I'm glad I met you. You're my best friends.

Kujou Tenn: Thank you for always being with me.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: …(sobs) Tenn…!

Yaotome Gaku: …(sobs) Don't make me cry before we even leave!

Kujou Tenn: Don't cry. Look cool. You're the No. 1 Sexiest Man, after all.

Yaotome Gaku: That's in the past.

Kujou Tenn: What are you talking about? You guys will always be No.1 and No.2.

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: You got it!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Alright! It's been a while, but let's give them a reason to call me a beast.

Yaotome Gaku: That's the spirit, Ryuu! Let's go!

Yaotome Gaku: Let's pull the trigger!

Kujou Tenn＆Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Yeah…!!

Audience: The lights came on… I wonder what they'll sing for the first song…

Audience: …！ This song…!

Audience: “DIAMOND FUSION”……！It's their debut song…!

Audience: Kyaaaah...!

Anesagi Kaoru: …Do your best…!

Yaotome Sousuke: …

Anesagi Kaoru: President…

Yaotome Sousuke: “DIAMOND FUSION”… It's TRIGGER’s starting point.

Yaotome Sousuke: More than I could imagine at that time, TRIGGER has gotten so much bigger.

Yaotome Sousuke: There's nothing that can get in you guys’ way anymore.

Yaotome Sousuke: Run wherever you want to.

Yaotome Sousuke: Like a bullet.

Audience: Kyaaaah...!

Takara Mage: …TRIGGER…！You’re the coolest…!!

Takara Mage: …(sobs) Do your best…! Do your best…!

Kujou Tenn: (Our meeting was the worst.)

Kujou Tenn: (I only wanted the bare minimum of a relationship as business partners.)

Kujou Tenn: (And yet, I wonder when…)

Kujou Tenn: (They became people I didn't want to lose.)

Kujou Tenn: (Gaku. Ryuu. If it's with you, I can do anything.)

Kujou Tenn: (Even the setbacks and downfalls were fun when I think about them now.)

Kujou Tenn: (After all, we are diamonds.)

Kujou Tenn: (Everytime we get hurt, we become more polished.)

Kujou Tenn: (Thanks to falling into a pit, the three of us were able to walk down a path that had never been walked before.)

Kujou Tenn: (I abandoned my old life as ‘Nanase’, and I obtained TRIGGER.)

Kujou Tenn: (I have no regrets.)

Kujou Tenn: BANG……！

Audience: Kyaaaah...!

Audience E: TRIGGER is the best…!

Audience F: ...I’ve been crying since the first song…!

Audience E: After all, the big stage suits TRIGGER! They’re so cool…!

Audience F: The second song is…

Audience E: “DAYBREAK INTERLUDE”…！

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (I thought I would live a normal life.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (I saw heaven and fell into hell.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (It’s not like it didn't hurt. On many lonely nights I didn’t know how to go on from there.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (But I realized how unbelievably brave I was.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (Thank you for giving me such hardship.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (I was able to gain a strong heart that allows me to protect my precious friends.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (We know…)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (...that there will be daybreak beyond the darkness.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (The vividness of indomitable light.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (No matter how many times our footprints are erased, TRIGGER's story won’t end.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (I won't let it end!)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Everyone…！Follow us…!

Audience: Kyaaaah...!

Audience E: …(sobs) I'm glad, TRIGGER.... Since that day, they’ve finally come this far…

Audience F: Thanks to TRIGGER, I can now trust my own eyes, not someone else's…!

Audience F: Because no matter what anyone said, TRIGGER was the best!

Audience E: I love you, Ryuunosuke-san…！

Audience F: Tenn-kun…!

Audience E: Aah, I wonder what the next song is…

Audience E: …! It's “Crescent rise”...!

Audience F: I'm so happy...!! This song is what made me a fan of TRIGGER and Gaku-san…!

Yaotome Gaku: (I know it better than anyone else in the world.)

Yaotome Gaku: (TRIGGER. This team is the strongest.)

Yaotome Gaku: (We’ve grasped all of our glory with our own hands.)

Yaotome Gaku: (As long as there are people who believe in us and are waiting for us…)

Yaotome Gaku: (We cannot afford to be disgraceful.)

Yaotome Gaku: (It was by no means a convenient way of life.)

Yaotome Gaku: (But we made it through this era earnestly.)

Yaotome Gaku: (So that we wouldn't bring shame on ourselves or our friends.)

Yaotome Gaku: (To repay those who loved us.)

Yaotome Gaku: (To overcome the seven-colored rainbow…)

Yaotome Gaku: (We will continue to fight from here on out.)

Yaotome Gaku: We can keep going…!

Audience: Kyaaaah...!

Audience: TRIGGER…！

Audience: …TRIGGER…！

Audience E: Is the next song already the last one!? I want to hear much more...!!

Audience F: Next is the new song, right…!? I wonder what kind of song it will be?!

Takara Mage: …

Audience: Ah, the lights went out…!

Audience: Maybe it's a costume change…!? I'm really looking forward to it…!

Audience: Waah…！ It's like a theatre stage!

Audience: It's gorgeous; perfect for TRIGGER!

Audience: The intro has started...! It's the new song…!

Takara Mage: …!

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!

Yaotome Gaku: …

Kujou Tenn: …

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: …

Audience E: The new costumes are awesome! Cool!!

Audience F: It's still just the intro, but isn't the atmosphere of this new song great…!?

Takara Mage: …I….I think it's good!

Audience E: I'm getting excited...! It has the feel of the old TRIGGER…!

Audience F: The TRIGGER that everyone fell in love with back then is back...!

Kujou Tenn: Last song.

TRIGGER: “BE AUTHENTIC”!

Audience: Kyaaaaaah...!

Passerby E: It’s TRIGGER’s new song…！

Passerby F: Ah, I've been waiting for this!! A love song with TRIGGER giving it their all!

Passerby E: All three of them look so cool...!! Thanks to TRIGGER, this terrible year has turned into the best...!

Nanase Riku: …Tenn-nii…

Yaotome Gaku: (A song I fell in love with at first sight when I heard it for the first time.)

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: (With this song, we want to show you our best side.)

Kujou Tenn: (Fall in love with us.)

TRIGGER: Once again, into a dream you can’t wake from.

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!

Audience E: Kyaaaaah...!

Audience F: TRIGGER is the best...!

Audience E: After all, TRIGGER are the ones that get my heart racing the most...!

Audience F: I want to see more and more of TRIGGER! I want to hear more of their new songs!

Audience E: Yeah…！

Takara Mage: …(sobs)... They did it… I’m glad… (sobs)

Takara Mage: ...I'm so happy.... not just about my song, but TRIGGER…

Takara Mage: I'm so happy that everyone is saying that TRIGGER is cool…

Takara Mage: ...It was super cool.... I saw the most amazing thing in the world...!

Takara Mage: TRIGGER, I’m glad I love you…!

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!

Yaotome Gaku: Thank you!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Thank you…！

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!

Kujou Tenn: Thank you so much!

Kujou Tenn: See you!

Audience: Kyaaaaah...!

Audience: TRIGGER…!

Audience: TRIGGER…!!

Anesagi Kaoru: The best…! This was the best…! You guys, you did it…!

Yaotome Gaku: …Ahaha! This is the best feeling!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I sang with the two of you, giving it my all! The venue was so beautiful…

Kujou Tenn: It felt great! Four songs weren't enough. I wanted to sing more...!

Yaotome Sousuke: I'll make you sing.

Kujou Tenn: President…

Yaotome Gaku: Dad…

Yaotome Sousuke: A live at Zero Arena with just TRIGGER.

Yaotome Sousuke: We’re not holding back next year...!

Yaotome Gaku: Really!?

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: We did it…!

Kujou Tenn: At last, going there with just TRIGGER...!

Anesagi Kaoru: He said we’re not holding back…! Oh my, President! Aren’t you in high spirits!

Yaotome Sousuke: If I’m not in high spirits now, when will I ever be!?

Yaotome Gaku: It's time to become the overall winners!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: I want to win! With the three of us…

Kujou Tenn: We can definitely win! We put on a live deserving of it.

Kujou Tenn: IDOLiSH7… We were beaten to it earlier this year, but now we're within striking distance.

Kujou Tenn: This time, we'll shoot you down!

~ to be continued ~

TL note courtesy of Haruka-kun:

The word Tamaki uses is 相互作用, meaning interaction. It’s pronounced “sougo sayou”, so even though the kanji for these words are very different (相互 vs. 壮五), when he says it, it’s as if he is saying Sougo’s name.

mod riku here! this is the last chapter, but we broke tumblr's post limit, so please check out part 2 of chapter 14, too, lol

#idolish7 #idolish7 part 6 #idolish7 spoilers #idolish7 translations #idolish7 translation #i7 translation

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kaibutsushidousha · 3 months ago

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The Hundred Line gameplay footage from Tokyo Game Show

The original plan was to properly subtitle the video, but since the MTL plague seems to be already spreading, I guess I'll just post it as a script for a quicker release.

Takumi Sumino: Hm... Hmm...? W-where am I? (I woke up on a hard desk. My head is kinda hazy and slow...) A classroom? (Why am I here? Why was I sleeping on a desk? ...I can't remember much.) What was it... What happened before? (I moved my hazy head to check the classroom... and what I found were boys and girls hunching on their desks just like me.)

Eito Aozuki: Uh... Wh-what...?

Boy with penguin shirt: W-what the heck!? What's goin' on!?

--Tan girl: Who are you!? Where am I!?

Smallest boy: H-how... did I get here?

Takumi Sumino: (I've never seen any of these people before. The same seemed to apply to everyone. They exchanged wary gazes.)

Takemaru Yakushiji: Is this really a classroom? If it is, it's a really weird one.

Eito Aozuki: Does anyone know the name of this school?

Kako Tsukumo's brother: Hm, never seen it before.

Kako Tsukumo: Likewise.

Boy with penguin shirt: H-hey... Does anyone here know anything?

Takumi Sumino: (All in the classroom looked around and found no one willing to answer anything... That means none of us knows.)

Darumi Amemiya: Oh... Is this what I think it is? ...Oh, it is. Absolutely.

Tan girl: Oh... Do you have an idea?

Darumi Amemiya: I've been waiting for this! Hell! Kyohoho!

Tan girl: What are you laughing about!? I'm scared!

Boy with penguin shirt: I'll check the hallway...

Takumi Sumino: (One person made it to the classroom and tried to go to the hallway.)

Boy with penguin shirt: Huh? W-what the hell... The door won't move...

Takemaru Yakushiji: Huh!? Say what!?

Takumi Sumino: (Now another one made it to the window and tried to force the shutters open.)

Takemaru Yakushiji: Fuck! Why won't you open? Die!

Hiruko Shizuhara: Seems like we were locked in here.

Boy with penguin shirt: Uh... Locked... Aaaaaaah!? WHY!?

Takumi Sumino: W-what's going on? Why would anyone trap us? What caused... (Oh, right! I remembered it...)

Eito Aozuki: After fighting those monsters in the Tokyo Residential Complex, I was engulfed in a mysterious light...

Takumi Sumino: Ah...

Darumi Amemiya: True... I remember that. I transformed and fought the monsters.

Takemaru Yakushiji: Oh!? You lot fought'em too?

Takumi Sumino: Did everyone?

Smallest boy: Wait... So they were real? I assumed it was just me having a childish dream like the immature idiot I am.

Hiruko Shizuhara: I see. Everyone had the same experience. Which must mean... You all met that very cute mascot.

--Takumi Sumino: A cute mascot... (She means... him?) I wouldn't call him cute, but otherwise, yeah... that matches the description.

Eito Aozuki: Then would it be also him who brought us here?

Hiruko Shizuhara: Yes, it must have been the breathtakingly adorable mascot.

Tan girl: Huh? He's the one trapping us here!? What for!?

Darumi Amemiya: Kyohoho! Y'know, the obvious... Students of the same age waking up together in an unknown classroom they can't leave can only mean one thing: we're in for a death game! THE Killing Game is about to start in this school~!

Takumi Sumino: T-the Killing Game!?

Boy with penguin shirt: Why'd we have to kill each other!? I ain't killing anyone!

Darumi Amemiya: Yeaaah, found the first victim! That's totally a thing the first guy dead says!

Boy with penguin shirt: Stoooooooop!

Takumi Sumino: (And that's when it happened.)

[School chime]

Tan girl: Huh? W-what now?

Board screen: Self-introduction period. Introduce yourself to your future comrade-in-arms.

[Kodaka chooses Darumi]

Darumi Amemiya: Name's Darumi Amemiya... nice to meet you... Say, just between the two of us... Do you already know who you're after?

Takumi Sumino: What do you mean by "after"?

Darumi Amemiya: Your initial target in the Killing Game, duh. Just so you know, I don't mind if it's me. I mean, don't I look dumb? Like I'd fall for cheap bait? I sure as heck look like an easy kill!

Takumi Sumino: Hey... Do you seriously believe we're getting into a death game?

Darumi Amemiya: Uh, I do. Well, more hoping than believing. See... I always dreamed of being in a killing game. I've been a huge fan of the death game genre since I was really little...

Takumi Sumino: Yeah, but those are fictional. No one'd want to put their actual lives on the line.

--Darumi Amemiya: Eh? No, the real stakes make it all the better! I have no problems with dying. It'd be nice to take myself out of this depressing trash reality... I see nothing wrong with that...

Takumi Sumino: Huh?

Darumi Amemiya: Tell me... which side are you from? The side of who find only depression and disappointment in normal days? No, you'd understand me if you were. I'm so thankful that painful and suffocating normality, that sturdy as hell normally I thought would haunt me 'til the day I died, finally broke. Can't this death game start any sooner... Kyohohoho.

Takumi Sumino: (I was already expecting an eccentric mindset from her, but wow, she didn't say a thing I can come even close to relating to.)--

[Kodaka chooses Yakushiji]

Takemaru Yakushiji: I'm called Takemaru Yakushiji. Just a warning before anything. Stay away from me when I snap. I tend to punch the closest thing nearby before I look at what it is. I try to stop it, but I can't.

Takumi Sumino: (What the hell... That's messed up...)

Takemaru Yakushiji: So, you also fought those monsters, right? Meaning you also got your transformation?

Takumi Sumino: Transformation...? Oh... yeah, I did. Nothing I remember about it makes any sense, though...

Takemaru Yakushiji: That was some badass stuff! Did ya feel the same way?

Takumi Sumino: Huh?

Takemaru Yakushiji: I feel like I became the superhero I wanted to be as a kid! The power felt AWESOME!

Takumi Sumino: I see... That's one way to look at it.

Takemaru Yakushiji: Though... I'm still worried about the Tokyo Residential Complex. You saw the size of the damage?

Takumi Sumino: Yeah... Lots of people getting attacked...

Takemaru Yakushiji: Maybe... There's still people under the rubble... Lost kids searchin' for their families... Geezers who can't move too well... Fuck! I need to go save 'em! I can't afford to be stuck here!

Takumi Sumino: I can't really tell if he's a savage or a nice guy...

[Kodaka chooses Hiruko]

Hiruko Shizuhara: I'm Hiruko Shizuhara. ...

Takumi Sumino: (That's it? I feel like I need to talk to her more. She's calmer than anyone else here, so maybe she knows something.) Hey, I have a question.

Hiruko Shizuhara: I already told you my name is Hiruko Shizuhara.

Takumi Sumino: I got that part. It's not about that. I think we should talk some more.

Hiruko Shizuhara: Talk...?

Takumi Sumino: Didn't you... also fight those monsters? What do you think they are? Do you think there's more of them?

Hiruko Shizuhara: Don't know. ...

Takumi Sumino: Huh!? Done already?

Hiruko Shizuhara: Discussing what we don't understand is a waste of everyone's time. Where's your common sense?

Takumi Sumino: Yeah, but...

Hiruko Shizuhara: You're wasting time. Our conversation is over. ...

Takumi Sumino: (She turned 180 to face away from me... Guess she doesn't want to say anything more.)

[Kodaka chooses Eito]

Eito Aozuki: Well, ain't we in for a pickle. My bladder fills up when things go south. If things get worse, I might leak myself.

[School chime]

Board screen: All troops, line up and salute SIREI!

Takemaru Yakushiji: There you are, you freakin' toy!

Darumi Amemiya: Yahoo! I've been waiting for this trope! The eccentric mascot you find in every death game!

SIREI: C'mon... Toy? Trope? Can we cut short this train of slander? You people are going to get me depressed... And I can't blame you, my entrance was wholly plagiarized... Still, a respectable commander needs to prove his worth at the critical moments. And you got a respectable commander here, called SIREI! Nice to meet you!

[Cut to the operation room]

Darumi Amemiya: Here's Takumi! Takumi is here!

Takemaru Yakushiji: So you joinin' the fight?

Takumi Sumino: Yeah, that's what I decided. The more people, the better, right?

Hiruko Shizuhara: Only if you can prove yourself an asset.

SIREI: Great! I knew you'd come! Your commander had faith in you!

Takumi Sumino: Don't give me that "faith" shit... I'm only here because you threatened me...

SIREI: Threat... What threat? That was just a warning. Fighting is your only option if you want to protect what matters to you.

Takumi Sumino: Tell me what you mean by that already...

SIREI: I'll tell you when the battle is over! First, we must defend this academy! I'll give everyone a Hemoanima Blade, permanently this time. You use it the same way you did back in the Tokyo Residential Complex. Just one stab to the heart will fill you with divine power! This should let you bring a glorious victory to our prestigious Last Defense Academy! Activate your Hemoanima and hop on this launching platform. It'll dump all of you on the schoolyard.

Hiruko Shizuhara: Where we'll slaughter the enemies. Get it moving already.

Takemaru Yakushiji: Fine by me...! Bring it on...!

Darumi Amemiya: Kyohohoho! Let's give it everything we got!

Takumi Sumino: ... (It'll be fine. We can do it. I just have to do it the same way I did it in the Tokyo Residential Complex. Even I can handle that much.)

Karua Aimiya: It's fine, Takkun! I know you can do it! You can do anything!

Takumi Sumino: (Right...! I can do it...! I can do anything!)

SIREI: Now we move to the defensive battle! Bring all you have! If you lack power, bring also all you don't have! Kill them brutally, callously, tormentingly, thoroughly, and viscerally! Show time, it's a genocide party!

Takumi Sumino's tutorial screen

Takumi Sumino has an excellent balance between ATK and range. Also, Sumino's power enables Retries. Press the + button to restart a battle from the open menu.

Hiruko Shizuhara's tutorial screen

Hiruko Shizuhara has excellent ATK and gains additional ATK for the rest of the turn every time she kills an enemy. Try unleashing a powerful attack after you killed tons of lesser enemies!

Hiruko Shizuhara's first kill dialogue

Hiruko Shizuhara: These monsters are as ugly as the ones before, but their innards have a pretty color... I could get something beautiful out of splattering their guts and brains...

Takumi Sumino: Do you realize how freaky you sound?

Takemaru Yakushiji's tutorial screen

Takemaru Yakushiji has excellent mobility and DEF, and gains more Armor (temporary DEF) the further he moves. Try walking all over the battlefield and scatter lesser enemies along the way!

Darumi Amemiya's tutorial screen

Darumi Amemiya has excellent mid-ranged attacks. She swaps Skills between Normal and Fatigued moves, so try learning her more complex gimmicks!

Eito Aozuki's tutorial screen

Eito Aozuki gains a random buff (ATK+1, Armor+1, or Recover from Fatigue) after every action. Try prioritizing using him to let luck decide your fate!

#the hundred line #last defense academy #the hundred line last defense academy #takumi sumino #darumi amemiya #hiruko shizuhara #takemaru yakushiji #eito aozuki

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voidartisan · 5 days ago

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Anyway. Survived another semester. So. Star Wars characters as things my friends, professors, and classmates have said (plus a few things i've overheard on campus). two for the price of one bc in spring I forgor

Echo: Fives! GO!

Fives: NO! It's a free country!

Fives: *starts singing Republic anthem*

Echo: you can't sing the national anthem and BE A COWARD!!!

Ahsoka: Maybe they just really wanted there to be a gay weasel

Barriss: Hello. We were just talking about how my grandma's dog has a foot fetish

Sabine, in a class discussing ancient Egyptian art: Okay, don't hate me for this question, but, in the movie The Mummy---

Anakin: I didn't hit him that hard!

Obi-Wan: YOU BROKE HIS NOSE.

Omega: How’d you get those washboard abs, grandma?

Rex: I'd never say anything like that to you on purpose. You're like a daughter to me.

Echo: Thank you

Kanan: I watched two squirrels fighting in the middle of the street this morning. Kinda gave me Hector and Achilles

Din Djarin: WHO IS THIS BABY?

Rex: WHO DID YOU MARRY????

Luke: OH! I got t-boned to this song! :D

Kanan: Thou art the bomb dot com

Hound, dreamily: I want my ashes tested for narcotics

Thorn: They got a dried llama fetus. From Bolivia

Thire: Not the llama fetus

Jesse: Do you eat the cherry pits?

Kix: No? I'm pretty sure those have cyanide in them.

Jesse: *slowly removes cherry pit from mouth*

Obi-Wan: You'd think that with my very high reading level I would have figured that out sooner

Ahsoka: I mean, Yoda's made it that long

Barriss: Okay, but he's filled with happiness and good thoughts. I'm filled with bitterness and ibuprofen.

Ahsoka: This is why we have repentance and insurance

Cody, speaking to a spider in the shower: First of all, you're a pervert

Wooley, awake at 1 am: Next time, we should do drugs

Ezra: I thought I was about to have my Snow White moment, but instead, I almost got rabies

Leia: I'm trying to tell a story, and you're BOOGIEING

Hunter: I like where I am.

Phee: Surrounded by girls?

Hunter: No. Dirt.

Ventress: Give that man some cleavage

Riyo: When I say I've got that dog in me, it's Snoopy

Crosshair: If I was a bird, I would be homicidal

Luke: They made him straight. And SAD.

Wrecker: I don't need you to tell me what to do, number man!

Quinlan: Hear me out---

Luminara: You are NOT allowed to say that

Anakin: Arsonists are easy to catch. They leave a bunch of evidence.

Ahsoka: Like fire?

Anakin: Like fire.

Anakin, to Obi-Wan: You like blondes so blond that you can't tell if they have receding hairlines or not

Leia: I have no moral code when it comes to my father.

Hunter: I just love you, okay?

Crosshair: Okay.

Hunter: And I'm gonna slap you in the face the next time I see you.

Phee: They de-'tismed my boy

Fives, singing weakly, laying the wrong way on a mattress, with his legs up against the wall and head and arms hanging off the edge: 🎶H-O-T-T-O-G-O, you can take me hot to go~🎶

Anakin: *shows Ahsoka a clip of the Grinch*

Ahsoka: How did they get live footage of you?

Obi-Wan: What were you saying?

Quinlan: I forgot

Obi-Wan: I know; I was just asking out of courtesy

Luke: A FULL rye chip?! Alms for the poor!

Ventress: Hold on, he's gonna do the slutty cape wave again

Rig Nema: He died of a pulmonary embolism

Kix: Happens to the best of us

Ezra: Should I have known that talking in a spoon in my mouth would make it fall? PROBABLY. But what if this ONE TIME it was DIFFERENT

Hera, abruptly: I need to start listening to more ABBA

Tech: I'm too weird and I need to get weirder.

Obi-Wan: Dead husband. With cancer. At least it's in a nice font.

Satine: Hmm. No.

Obi-Wan: I'm sorry, would it be easier to break the news in Times New Roman?

Phee: I am a very patient woman in terms of patience

Fives: *hands Tup his toast in order to take a picture of Jesse lying next to the trashcan*

Fives: *takes picture*

Fives: *holds out hand* Toast me

Padme: He can make that Perry the Platypus noise- and I think that's hot, by the way-

Echo: I’m going to commit a crime if I have to move these gnomes again

Kanan: My gym skills are akin to a headless chicken attempting hopscotch

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naffeclipse · 1 year ago

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Middle of the night brain rot, what if it was photographer Y/N and Cryptid!Eclipse? Like a ghost hunter seeking footage, trying to just find proof of cryptids. Then on the flip side you would have Hunter!y/n and Orclipse... which probably wouldnt end well. Y/N out there hunting ocean cryptids, going off the deep end like moby dick. All of your Y/Ns have such unique personalities, so thoughtfully fleshed out into their own characters. It makes it so fun to think of these different scenarios. I'm gonna go back to bed haha We are having a third snow day in a row tomorrow because of a huge winter storm. There is literally 5 feet of snow on my front lawn. All I wanna do is get a nice big hot chocolate and draw.

This is fascinating!! And thank you so much! ♥

Photographer Y/N would take a picture of the weird but sweet sun-looking animatronic they found in the woods. When looking at the photos on their computer, they can't figure out why their camera shows a dark, shadowy figure over the animatronic, and why the optics are so red. It's not exposure. It's not a camera malfunction. It has to be something.

Later, Photographer Y/N decides to take a picture of the mysterious moon-looking animatronic, with the flash on.

Meanwhile, poor Cryptid Hunter Y/N is going all out in the hunt for this deadly siren that's killed one too many humans, and geared with their harpoon, noise-canceling headphones, and a special desire to stop the scary thing, they battle with Eclipse. He's more intrigued by them than by him at first—they can't trust a cryptid, but Eclipse finds them amusing while trying to snatch their ankle and pull them into the frozen water.

Then he finds them cute, then... Well, he can't lure them to him with a song, but he has other charms, and once they're close enough, he'll rip that cursed device off their head and sing them a song they can't resist.

#cryptid sightings #apex polarity #fallen-adelais

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watarfallar · 3 months ago

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I'm on a roll with these!

Impulse: I wouldn’t wish that upon my worse enemy! Impulse: Unless of course. . We’re talking about my enemy, Gem. Fuck you Gem, you know what you did!

Joel: I just found out from Grian today that when Pearl died and the service did the 21-gun salute at their funeral, Gem said, “They should aim at the coffin to be sure.”

Jimmy: If I had a face like yours, I'd put it on a wall and throw a brick at it. Scar: If I had a face like YOURS, I'd put it on a brick and throw a wall at it.

Gem: You ever get so tired that you start seeing spiders? Etho: Me after I take 17 Benadryl and start seeing the hat man. Gem: THE WHO? Etho: Oh is this not a safe space suddenly?

Jimmy: Cause your pretty and your smart, and your ignoring me so your obviously my type. Tango, who was distracted: I'm sorry- what were you saying? Jimmy: Perfect.

Tango: Self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that, or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that basically. Ren: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. self care is the fear in your enemies eyes. Gem: Self care is stealing someones birthday cake just to eat the frosting. Ren: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

Scar: You know what bothers me? Bats. Why can bats fly? Martyn: Not again! Scar: No. Seriously, who gave them the right? They're mammals! Mammals walk on land, no exceptions. Pearl: Just wait until you hear about whales. Scar: What now?

Martyn, texting Jimmy: Please don't text me for the next hour, I'm going to be on the treadmill. Jimmy: I wasn't planning on texting you. Martyn: What did I just say?

Cleo: When will Ted himself...finally show up to the talk? Impulse: The final boss. Scott: You guys know TEDtalks stands for technology, entertainment, and design talks, right? Cleo: I will not let Ted hide behind these lies any longer

Tango: According to the footage here, you shook the vending machine and when the shake alarm went off, you punched the glass and broke it. Gem: …I was hungry.

Pearl: BigB, get that hidious thing out of the living room, would you? BigB: Tango, Pearl wants you to get out of the house.

Scar: I wanna be a knight! Scott, a knight: What the fuck do you want this shit for? I kill people, all right? Their blood is on my hands! Every night, when I go to sleep, I see their FUCKING faces staring at me! Their families weep, and I FEEL NOTHING! I’M DEAD INSIDE! Scar: Man, I want some of that in my life!

Lizzie: When life gives you lemons, don't make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don't want your damn lemons, what the hell am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life's manager! Make life rue the day it thought it could give Lizzie lemons! Do you know who I am? I'm the person who's gonna burn your house down! With the lemons! I'm gonna get my engineers to invent a combustible lemon that burns your house down!

Bdubs, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK.

Skizz: Dearly Beloved, we are here today to remember Mumbo, taken from us in the prime of life; when they were crushed by a runaway semi, driven by the Incredible Hulk. Mumbo: Aww, you knew my favorite cause of death.

Impulse: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.

Bdubs: Grian is off at an appointment, so while they’re gone, I’m going to cut the sleeves off all of my shirts. Gem: Why? Bdubs: They’re like 90% of my impulse control.

Skizz: If I can't cause tiny bits of chaos every day, I think my body will shut down.

Joel: ...This is one of those moments where it doesn't really matter what I have to say, isn't it?

Jimmy: What’s the announcement, Lizzie? Lizzie: It’s a lecture. Skizz’s gonna tell us everything they know about sex. Etho: It should be an enjoyable 60 seconds.

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thataromanticbisexual · 1 month ago

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I have an arcane 'hot take'

I wish they ended season two off at the end of act 2—now stay with please just stay with me for a moment!!

just so you know this is a really long rant so i'm sorry in advance, spoilerss ahead ofc!

main focus characters mentioned + timebomb—

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Most of us know (at least i think everyone knows) that arcane was originally supposed to be a five season show, i repeat a five season show. And i really fucking wish they kept it this way, or at least made it a season longer than it ended up being. But don't get me wrong, i'm happy (and maybe a little heartbroken) with the ending we got. I just wish they didn't condense it down into the two seaon show.

In all honesty, It felt a tiny bit rushed. And yes, maybe that was our fault for making so many theories, but either way, they introduced so SO many new themes, for non league players (like myself) an episode or half on magic on it's own, and don't get me started on the new characters. There wasn't enough time to explore all of their backstories, or their motives in only nine episodes. We needed more time, i'm sure we can all agree on that, right? Do you get what i mean?

To get a better idea of what I mean next I’ve provided visual representation, oh yeah

Personally think this would’ve been a pretty good ending for the season. The cliffhanger would leave fans pissed but it would do numbers.

So instead of cramming all of the seasons plots + sub plots into those three acts, they could extend it and explore those points in more detail and depth. We'd be able to develop a much better understanding of those plots.

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An example of the extended plots i'd like to make clear is Maddie. She was iffy from the start. Sure she was cute and seemed sweet and all, but there was something off about her. And then we learn that she was actually working under Ambessa's wing, fuck we've already missed so much.

Why was she working for Ambessa? Why was she smiling like a bitch when she was abt to shoot Cait? Did she have ulterior motives outside of being a pawn in Ambessa's game? There's other points that i can't think of right now, but there's missing infomation. There is holes.

Then there's Enforcer Vi, Act 2 Caitlyn and Vi. Their arcs in the story were watered down DRASTICALLY. In a simple summary, we witnessed vi become an enforcer, the caitvi get together and divorce in the same episode. Then we saw the start and the end of Caitlyn's dictator arc from the 6 month timeskip in like under 20 minutes of screentime. And we also got 2 lousy minutes of pit fighter Vi from said timeskip. There was major external and internal struggle for the both of them during this time in their lives and it impacted them a shit tonne in different ways, and it was basically was skipped over like it was nothing. These experiences alone impacted their mental health heavily. We could’ve gotten so much more from this!! Be so fucking for real.

And then there's Jinx and Isha. We got flashbacks during Act 2 Ep6, but thats the thing, they were just flashbacks. We didn't get to experience the whole thing. We see this huge change in Jinx after the time skip, and it was all because she had Isha to ground her. And we see nothing of this. The character development was pivotal, and we missed it.

Same slightly goes for Ep9. Jinx lost Isha, and she's about to kill herself. Then Ekko steps in and saves the day. Next time we fucking see them they're in different outfits, they've got paint and doodles on each other, AND they've teamed up? Ugh! Again we've missed so much. And to top it all off, it was confirmed that they scrapped at least 30 minutes of timebomb footage between?? God damn.

All of these points could have been explored deeper if only we had more time. More of Maddie’s story, more of pit fighter Vi, more of dictator Cait, more of Jinx, Isha, Ekko.

Sometimes these things can’t be helped but it would’ve been so nice.

Got opinions? If you do I’d actually love to hear more theories from you people. I love to see your thoughts and stand points.

(and i also just want to point out that theres a FUCKING petition to relase the extended cut of the caitvi sesbian lex scene, which is so crazy and insane... anyway heres the link if you want it)

#oh my god ellas yapping again someone shut her up #arcane s2 spoilerss #arcane #arcane s2 #i wouldn't say its too controversial buuuut who knows #caitlyn arcane #enforcer vi arcane #pitfighter vi arcane #jinx arcane #isha arcane #maddie arcane #caitvi #timebomb #they had a strong storyline for season 2 it was just forced into a small timeframe #also am I the only one who kinda thought the black rose subplot was sorta weird?? or not needed in some way?

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batsplat · 3 months ago

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about 2007 motegi, i’ve really thought a lot… when valentino congratulated casey on his title, he specifically mentioned his championship t-shirt. from my observation there wasn’t anything particularly special about it, it might just be valentino’s joke

but casey really cared about valentino’s actions… he not only wanted valentino’s verbal congratulations but also asked just like why didn’t you come shake my hand!!! i should get the same treatment as nicky!!!😠

(vaguely following on from this and this post) oh I remember the shirt, it's actually one of my favourite bits of niche valentino/casey lore!! valentino isn't JUST being a facetious dickhead here, his name is literally on casey's 2007 championship shirt as one of casey's heroes:

isn't this crazy?? I've never been able to find a great source for the actual list of names, so god knows how exclusive this club was... apparently casey also had the names of his ducati crew on there, which is a nice touch tbh. but he had valentino's name on that shirt!! given how by this point he was already mad at valentino for switching up towards him, it's such a funny choice to make. literally nobody would have questioned his exclusion! you're competing against the guy! idk, I love it when casey does something just a little unexpected like that, really makes you want to poke at the guy to figure out what his deal is. and pleasingly, we do also have an actual clip of valentino commenting on the shirt:

Yes, like I say before, it's a great pleasure that one of my fans wins the world championship - so I think half is also mine!

look at his smirk. insufferable. just a fantastic dynamic they've got going on, isn't it

but I did NOT know about casey complaining about not getting a cooldown lap handshake. and. lol?? casey?? come on. some dignity, please. I can't believe they actually got valentino to respond to that. reminds me of a similar-ish 'controversy' from 2010 about how jorge was accused of deliberately ignoring future teammate ben spies coming to congratulate him on the cooldown lap, as like... a form of sophisticated mind games ig. at least there it wasn't actually spies complaining. you can tell that even casey upon reflection probably decided this wasn't a legitimate grievance by how he's not brought it up again since... valentino did have a pretty nightmarish motegi race for annoying tyre-related reasons, so was understandably not in a great mood, and he was not in fact the defending champion... so like. I checked the footage and reckon valentino probably could have worked a little harder to get over to casey, but also this is obviously an extremely petty thing to complain about

and while we're talking petty, the ghostwriter of casey's autobiography thinks that casey was also pissed at valentino at the next race in phillip island for *checks notes* having a special helmet design at casey's home race? incredible scenes

literally started off the infamous phillip island streak with a spite win. your regular reminder that casey says in his autobiography that he doesn't use his rivals to motivate himself

estoril, the race before motegi, was also the race where they had their little table football date [ed.: originally thought it was at motegi itself rip. nope, table football was at the first matchpoint race]

so late 2007 is when casey really starts going in on how valentino had cooled off towards him AND talking about not liking valentino's tone in the press, that valentino wasn't as complimentary of him as he'd been at the start of the season... which might be true, but casey wasn't exactly a shrinking violet either when answering questions about valentino. as an example, this is how he's talking about valentino in july of 2007:

"This rule is not good and we need more tyres," Rossi said earlier in the week, "The problem is for the show because, at the end, it is the tyre that decides the race." "At the beginning of the season, Valentino and the others were all for the new tyre rules," Stoner points out, "but, as soon as they don't win, the rule is crap. I've had my bad races this year, especially in Germany, and I'm not complaining about the tyre rule. "They can moan and whinge about it as much as they want, but it shows that [Michelin] has had such an advantage in the past. This season, they cannot bring a tyre in just for the race [and] it's a matter of relying on the company that supports you to do a good job."

"moan and whinge" steady on casey

valentino over the years has talked about this rivalry far less than casey has... which includes not being all that interested in diagnosing when things soured interpersonally between the two of them - beyond saying a couple times in 2010-12 during the pettiest phase of the feud that casey hadn't gotten over laguna. mostly this isn't that big a problem because valentino's side of the rivalry is so much more straightforward, but it's still obviously not ideal. it's that relative scarcity which makes the following interview answer from 2009 one of my other favourite tidbits:

"He bases his sentences on the results. Even at the beginning of 2007 he was giving me a lot of compliments, then, after winning the World Championship, he started with heavy criticism."

isn't it lovely that casey thinks valentino switched up his tone towards him because casey started winning, and valentino thinks casey switched up his tone towards valentino because casey started winning... just nicely mirror each other, don't they. such good foils

so taking all these pieces of evidence together... you get a really nice sense of how casey by end of 2007 was all over the place wrt valentino. he misses valentino being as friendly to him as in years past!! he liked valentino congratulating him by rubbing his head in qatar 2007 :) enough to mention that parc fermé interaction THREE TIMES in his autobiography!! doesn't appreciate not getting his hand held after sealing the title :( is increasingly surly that whole year about how nobody is giving him enough credit for his successes :/ is building on a reputation already established in 2006 for being rather an outspoken character when it comes to complaining about everyone in complaining range... but also has an issue with valentino being rude about him in the press :| but still puts valentino on his championship shirt on his list of heroes <3 like... buddy. what is going on here

part of what's going on ofc is that casey takes offence incredibly easily and valentino can be a pretty offensive character. now, again, I really don't think valentino was doing that much in 2007, but obviously my standard for 'valentino being reasonably respectful to rivals' is probably rather different to 2007!casey's standards. it's the malice casey reads into valentino's actions that I reckon is mostly misplaced... like yeah sure valentino distances himself from championship rivals, but. y'know. that's pretty normal behaviour. the fun thing about 2007 is that knowing valentino's entire feud history, you're sort of primed to read it as valentino being the aggressor... but if anything, casey is generally openly ruder towards valentino than vice versa. now obviously, valentino at this stage is a lot better at the subtler, under the radar nastiness that must be infuriating to be subjected to... but y'know, at the end of the day valentino still isn't openly attacking casey. and when discussing this rivalry, it's crucial to acknowledge what an extremely prickly character casey is - that's what makes it so enjoyable!! even better, he's an extremely prickly character who is very ready to make enemies but is ALSO kind of weird about valentino rossi specifically

and yes, having a valentino rossi complex is basically part of the job description if you're a motogp rider of a certain age. still, always important to acknowledge that all of valentino's feuds with younger riders involved guys who were already A Bit Weird about valentino going into the rivalry, which inevitably affected how those respective rivalries ended up laying out. what's so fun about it is that all three of them express it in completely different ways - from jorge's somewhat deranged level of dedication to analysing valentino's every breath, to marc's overenthusiastic commitment towards imitating valentino and beating him and also throwing himself at him at every opportunity, to casey's rather more repressed approach where he's simultaneously extremely sensitive to any possible offence on valentino's part while also kind of wishing they could be friends...? or something? I don't even know what casey's after! doesn't help that he's subsequently retconned this period where he like... kinda looked up to valentino, sure, and respected him and all that - but certainly no mention of putting valentino on championship celebration shirts. so we still have quite a limited amount of evidence at our disposal, but I would gently suggest that casey's cool, composed 'didn't even care who I was beating' rhetoric doesn't quite match up to reality. and casey thinks that valentino got more critical of casey because he was losing and valentino thinks casey got more critical of valentino because he was winning... and the thing is, they're both going to be somewhat right!! attacking rivals from a position of strength is actually kinda part of both of their preferred MO's - it's a similarity between them that plays into how casey at times gets to play the valentino role in this rivalry. so yeah, casey will have almost certainly gotten even mouthier once he could get away with it. but equally, even though valentino wasn't escalating hostilities by his standards, even just his natural process of distancing himself a little from his direct title rivals and getting a tad snarky about them in the press wasn't exactly being well received by casey. and thus they can both say with some justification that the other rider was a lot friendlier towards them at start of the year, and both will have reacted to this in a way that helped further gradually ramp up the level of hostility. lovely stuff

still, you do have to come back to how imbalanced this rivalry was wrt how emotionally invested the pair of them were. having a firm grasp of their dynamic in 2007 is key to understanding how the whole thing subsequently played out, in part casey was less guarded and just a little more likely to let a few things slip... valentino wants to beat this challenging new rival, but I reckon he's mostly being sincere in that his main frustration in 2007 is feeling like he's not even able to fight casey at all for bike/tyre reasons. it's a rivalry he generally enjoyed when they were actually going at it! a comfort zone rivalry that really isn't all that emotionally messy from his side. even if he'll maybe still imply casey's compliments of him were never sincere, seeing how they dried up over the course of 2007... or perhaps joke about casey putting his name on his championship winning shirt, how at least he's losing to a fan... something fun about how valentino is always aware of that idolisation dynamic and is capable of playing with it, just a little. even with casey

whereas for casey, this isn't a game. casey really enjoyed valentino being nice to him and is ever so sensitive towards valentino pulling back. casey thinks valentino isn't giving him the credit he is owed and escalates his rhetoric in response. casey puts valentino's name on his championship winning shirt and then complains valentino didn't hold his hand. poor casey... it'd all be easier if he just didn't care, but that's the one thing he could never quite manage

#the casey scholarship happening on this blog in the current month is revolutionising the field imho. brave strides are being taken #i just love this sport so much man like how has valentino managed to give us so many completely unique spins of the idolisation dynamic #full credit obviously to the other halves of those respective dynamics for also being completely off their rockers #//#brr brr #heretic tag #kwisatzworld #batsplat responds #casey low key done an excellent job at the pr war b/c you will NOT find many out there aware of just how much he was looking for head pats #again. they hated jesus because he told them the truth #2

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nadas-dirthalen · 2 months ago

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I Saw Solas's Origin in an Achievement Icon and It Opened My Eyes on 15 Years of Lore

— PART TEN, THE FINALE: if you haven't read previous parts, do it now! —

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Welcome, friends and travellers! I wanted to get some thoughts recorded before Veilguard's release so I could see if I am right about an absolute BOATLOAD of theories I have.

In short: I saw the achievement list when it was released. I have seen the backstory hints for Solas included in said list. AND MY MIND WAS BLOWN.

You have been warned: THIS COLLECTION OF THEORIES INCLUDES SPOILERS FOR EVERY DRAGON AGE GAME AND ALL PROMOTIONAL MATERIAL UP TO AND INCLUDING OCTOBER 18, 2024.

Come sit down with me. Make a nice cup of tea (and hide it from Solas). We've got a lot of unpacking to do.

(no, this photo isn't the spoiler, I just like it.)

The Story of Solas: Him Solas Evanuris, Da'durgen'lin (3/3)

— From the Long Sleep to the Dark Present —

If you're still here, I thank you, from the bottom of my tired heart. I am doing MY BEST to get through this final bit of theorycrafting, all in one long, gigantic post, the night before Veilguard.

I haven't been spoiled. Please no one tell me anything. I want to be able to properly say I did all this, all 10 parts, without spoilers of any kind.

This post is going to be long. Let's dive right in. We've got:

A Tiny Aside, First: Solas's Paintings are Really Important, Actually

The Herald, the Breach, and the Horrible Future

Solas's Thoughts on the Grey Wardens

Fear in the Fade

All New, Faded for Her

But Solas Left, and Not for Pride

Terror Unfolding on the Din'anshiral

What Rook Did and the High Cost of Failure

Veilguard Predictions

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A Tiny Aside, First: Solas's Paintings Are Really Important, Actually

I'm writing this segment last, but placing it up here because the other sections are sort of in order. So hello. Welcome, first, from a very tired Nadas Dirthalen.

I just wanted to make mention of a few key lines regarding Solas's paintings. Emmrich remarks on them as not just memories: they are what Solas wishes to forget. (No source; I'm not hunting for footage right now.)

The Regret demon is able to spring out from them. Huh.

And, finally:

Cole: You like to dance, but can't. You hate to sing, but can. You should not paint. It would be very bad if you did.

Given that I believe Sera's playing with "small painted boxes" gave her a fragment of that memory Mythal stole from Andruil (its own theory; so many people before I have explained it in depth), I'm going to go out on a limb and say that the Evanuris, existing in a time before sundered Titans, could trap memories in things.

Like stone. Like paintings on stone.

It's said that the Shapers put their actual thoughts into the Memories. I wonder if this means creating small spirits, like wisps, in the Stone; an echo of Titans' ability.

I wonder if this means Solas was literally offloading tiny spirits of Contemplation and Regret in his paintings, the whole time. Memories taken out of himself, so he could stay true to his purpose.

(Do I have any idea how that would work? No. Do I still think it's true? Yup. Do I have time to look it up and weigh it against everything else that could be possible? Absolutely not. Enjoy!)

Anyway. I wonder if that's why he paints everywhere: because if he doesn't, his problems will consume him, forcing him to take another... terrifying... shape.

(Yes, this is foreshadowing; keep reading. <3)

The Herald, the Breach, and the Horrible Future

Solas wakes up from uthenera, hands his orb off to Corypheus, and then Corypheus doesn't die. We know the story. What I want to touch on is the fact that the Inquisitor doesn't die, either. They are dyING, but they do not die immediately, which Solas thought would happen even for Corypheus. Beyond the fact that Corypheus has, by that point, been using the orb for some time, I want to talk about why the Inquisitor doesn't die from the orb.

Because I have a theory.

Solas speaks to a high-approval Inquisitor about wisdom: one that he has never seen in their people, regardless of who those people are. I had to look it up to make sure, but it's true.

dwarf PC Solas: Dwarves are practical. They do not dream. The cannot even imagine a world beyond the physical. But you have shown subtlety in your actions. A wisdom that goes against everything I know of your people. Qunari PC Solas: Qunari are savage creatures, their ferocity held in check only by the rigid teachings of the Qun. But you have shown subtlety in your actions. A wisdom that goes against everything I know of your people. human PC Solas: Humans are shortsighted, brutish. Blind to the beauty of the Fade, their minds cast in a duality of black and white. But you have shown subtlety in your actions. A wisdom that goes against everything I know of your people. Dalish PC Solas: You have shown subtlety in your actions, a wisdom that goes against everything I expected. If the Dalish could raise someone with a spirit like yours… have I misjudged them? [Source.]

The Dalish dialogue speaks of what I want to focus on: a spirit like yours.

My hypothesis is that the Inquisitor is a spirit from the same Titan as Solas is, and that Solas's true name really is Contemplation. He is seeing a spirit like himself, from the same home.

I think this is why the Inquisitor, even a non-mage Inquisitor, can visit Solas in the Fade and surprise the shit out of him. It's because the Inquisitor, imbued with the mark, has awakened something deep in their subconscious. Something they don't even understand.

Connection.

Isatunoll, with one singular other person (who is very single, the moment she asks, if she asks, har har).

From this and other things already covered, I know: Solas marvels at the sight of spirits similar to his, and people similar to him. He seeks for those spirits and people to thrive, and mourns their death. Ultimately, he wants the Titans to be restored, likely for the benefit of all future spirits and for the benefit of the Titans themselves (we'll get there).

That's why the Breach is a threat to him, even when he wants to tear down the Veil.

Solas wants the Titans brought back, but not as they are right now. Right now, they are Terror, Malice, Pestilence, and Spite. Before, they were something else: something happy and whole. Un-sundering them is a first step to their regeneration, but they will first come back as those unhealthy aspects.

And the Breach, should it tear open the Veil, would likely break the Evanuris's prisons, thereby releasing them. The freed Evanuris would continue wounding the Titans and manipulating the blight. The Titans would never heal; they would always be fighting back. (We'll get there, too.)

And we know this information because we had the chance to play through In Hushed Whispers.

During In Hushed Whispers (IHW for short), we saw a timeline where the Breach had been allowed to completely tear open the Veil, without the Evanuris being re-imprisoned. We see Solas as a prisoner during this questline, showing that he did not get to do what he wanted.

The whole sky is blown open and swirling green—but surely we all saw how much red lyrium is everywhere, too. They're growing it out of people, and if we remember the Chant of Light, we remember that (however abstractly) the Chant tells us that the Maker's second children (aka, everyone after the Evanuris) are formed with bodies made of lyrium and spirits comprised of Titans' thoughts.

That is Solas's worst nightmare, even though the Veil has been torn open. Because what Solas wants isn't just the Fade being rejoined with the waking world, but for the Titans he was forced to wound to be able to heal.

Clearly, with that abundance of red lyrium, they were not.

This, I believe, is also why Solas says, "You change... everything," to a high approval Inquisitor.

If the Inquisitor's soul truly is a spirit that comes from Terror, either pre- or post-Veil, it means one very crucial thing to Solas. It means that not all of Terror is blighted. That someone mortal, so much younger than him, is comprised of a thought from the Titan he has been mourning for thousands of years.

Which brings me to...

Solas's Thoughts on the Grey Wardens

Picture that you are Solas: once Cool Contemplation, now Cold Dread. You have spent thousands of years mourning the action you were forced to take, leading to the destruction of everything you knew, and also your connection to everything and everyone else. You have just woken, made another grand mistake, but in the process you have discovered that one singular person is made from the same Titan as you, and remains free of the blight.

One. But it is enough to hope for a world you thought could never exist; one you were willing to tear down the Veil to fight for anyway, despite that.

Still some hope remains for restoration.

PC: I wouldn’t mind never having another Blight. Corypheus interfering is the real problem. Solas: The Blight is the real problem. PC: And the Wardens are trying to end the Blight. Solas: Yes! Would it have worked? Do you know? Do they? The fools who first unleashed the Blight upon this world thought they were unlocking the ultimate power. [Source.]

Except for that some people have been drinking the blood of archdemons, WILLINGLY ingesting the foulness of turned Titans. Some people are WORSENING the very thing that you think has a teeny tiny itty bitty chance of being fixed. And what do they want?

They want to charge straight for Titans' hearts to exact violence upon the archdemons, who aren't actually the cause of the blight at all. Because you are. You, who is watching them suggest all of this as if it's a serious idea.

I dunno, folks. I'd be a little salty, too. Especially if they were unknowingly making casual mention of my worst fear...

Fear in the Fade

I always found it curious that Fear spoke to Solas in Elvhen. I mean, yeah, it makes sense, but why do that to the player, when Solas clearly has a grasp on the common tongue?

To make it a puzzle, because BioWare loves their puzzles. Well, I love puzzles, too, as we can all probably guess by now.

Trick Weekes says that, essentially, the Nightmare's words are, essentially, "Your pride is responsible for everything that has gone wrong; you will die alone." Solas's response, according to Trick, is, "Nothing is known for certain / Not necessarily."

But, knowing "dirthara-ma," "banal," "ma," "enasalin," and "salin," I am led toward this interpretation.

Dirth ma, harellan. Ma banal enasalin. Mar solas ena mar din. May you know, Dread. Your blight led to victory. Your pride leads to your death.

And Solas's response?

Banal nadas.

Two interpretations. One is "nothing is inevitable," just like Trick says. The other is "The Nothing is inevitable," where The Nothing refers to the blight. And yes, they knew that in this scene. The Nothing is Sera's greatest fear.

Knowing what I know now, I agree with Solas on both counts, and that's why I think, now, that this is such a genius line. Solas toes the line between hope and being "grim and fatalistic."

The blight—the blighted Titans, fighting back—are inevitable to him. They are a fact of life, and why he must tear down the Veil. So they have a chance at ever being healed.

But with the Inquisitor's existence? That chance exists already. The Nightmare shows us, then, that Solas stands on a precipice throughout his time in Inquisition, because hope continues to chase him.

The Titans are waking—but what will that mean?

All New, Faded for Her

This, I feel, is the deciding line for Solas during his time in Inquisition. We know that ultimately he makes the same choice at the end either way—he leaves the Inquisition as soon as Corypheus dies.

Cole: He hurts, an old pain from before, when everything sang the same. You're real, and it means everyone could be real. It changes everything, but it can't.

But until that exact moment? I believe, for many Inquisitors, Solas makes the firm decision to stay.

The Inquisitor is real. They are a real person, with a spirit so much like his own, and they continue to survive, not blighted. There is hope for Terror. It means everyone could be real. The Titans might heal on their own. It changes everything, but Solas can't depend on that change: not when the Inquisitor might be the only good thing to ever happen in these thousands of years, and abandoning his duty now might mean never seeing the world healed.

Can't he?

I believe that doubt in his own convictions—and his decision to stay—come in the moment pictured above. The moment where his friend is allowed to die as itself, as Wisdom, not bound as Pride. The moment where the Inquisitor shows Solas that there might be a world where the current society embraces the People (spirits; Titan-thoughts; Titans) that he knew.

You know what else happens during that part of his personal quest? Solas leaves. He genuinely debates leaving the Inquisition while he mourns.

PC: Guess I owe Varric an ale. I wasn’t sure you were coming back. Solas: Neither was I for a time, but only a short time. [Source.]

He visits the Fade; the spot where his friend used to be.

PC: Where did you go? Solas: I found a quiet spot and went to sleep. I visited the place in the Fade where my friend used to be. It’s empty, but there are stirrings of energy in the Void. Someday something new may grow there.

Stirrings of energy. Not in the Fade. In the Void, which the ancient elves referred to as synonymous with the Abyss. That's odd—shouldn't spirits go back to the Fade when they die?

No: this represents a Titan healing. Stirrings of energy; a scab crawling over a wound.

Cole speaks often of hope. The Inquisitor as a beacon, burning bright for both spirits and the people worshipping the Herald of Andraste.

I believe this is why: the Inquisitor represents hope for the two worlds joining—literally and figuratively. And their soul represents something that Solas sees in Wisdom's death: that the Titans may be healing on their own, in a way he never expected. The blights may end on their own, in time.

And Solas would have stayed to see it. He would have come back to a romanced Lavellan, after Corypheus's death.

But...

But Solas Left, and Not for Pride.

Let's remember Solas's first words after Corypheus's defeat.

Solas places the pieces back on the ground and stands. If Solas has high approval: PC: There’s more, isn’t there? Solas: It was not supposed to happen this way. [Source.]

He sounds genuinely shattered in the moment, much like that orb. That's because he had no time to mask the feeling, as he had been for the entirety of DA:I up until that point. This was a crushing loss.

The defeat of his fleeting hope.

Why? Well, to keep it brief because I swear my hands will give out before Veilguard releases at this rate: I, like many, many others, believe that pieces of the Titans make up magical foci. The ancient Tevinter call them the vessels of dreams, and we know now what dreams are.

We also remember the Trespasser mural of a sundered Titan, and how the orb on the Fade half (left) bears a direct resemblance to the ones Mythal and Elgar'nan carry in Solas's Lighthouse mural.

I believe that this may have been Solas's sundered heart of his own Titan. Terror.

Home, all gone.

Now there is only the Inquisitor sharing kinship of any kind with him, because Wisdom is dead and Terror is half-dead, too.

It doesn't matter how much Solas appreciates the Inquisitor's company, or how they represent an end to his loneliness. It doesn't matter how much he loves a romanced Lavellan. It can't matter.

Because the Inquisitor is mortal. They will die, and unless Solas does something, their soul will not go back to Terror if Terror does not exist at all.

Solas—Cold Dread—was not motivated by pride when he left the Inquisition.

He was motivated by fear.

Terror Unfolding on the Din'anshiral

I literally have no time to unpack the existence of this man's wolf form. Anyone who wanted to read this post for that, I'm so sorry: I don't know why it's a wolf. I suspect I'm not supposed to know why.

I will say this: I wonder if when Solas sundered the Titans, maybe he also sundered a (blighted) wolf form from himself. One he could previously shapeshift into, like seems to be the case with the Evanuris and their archdemons.

Do I have evidence to link? Nope not really; only that it's weird, then, that Solas's Dread Wolf absorbed—

Nope, okay, I've got a theory. Normally, I edit out these real-time realizations. Not today, Satan.

What I was going to say is that, if Solas had to sunder himself from the wolf when he made the Veil, it's awful weird that the wolf (sundered) somehow absorbed Urthemiel's power from Mythal.

Only: I don't think the wolf was sundered, and I remember evidence that backs that up.

Anyone remember the inexplicably killed Qunari from Trespasser?

"Backs hunched, eyes wide open... They were scared shitless when they died," says Bull.

"More dead Qunari with terrified expressions," the Inquisitor later remarks.

They were killed without wounds. They were so afraid that they instantly died. I really wondered what happened, there, since Solas has been known to petrify (a lot of) people.

It's because there's two magics going on. One, Solas's magic from being from the Stone/Titans.

The other... Dread.

I'm not sure if Solas mysteriously left no pawprints (lol) in Trespasser. What I do know is that Solas and the Dread Wolf are the same being—and that if the Dread Wolf truly is blighted, that is why both sides of the Evanuris's conflict would worship him. Solas symbolizes power over the blight—representing hope for a future with a cure, or indomitable Evanuris power, depending upon the story.

Now that THAT epiphany is out of the way, let me continue on with what I was going to say about Trespasser and the din'anshiral.

Solas, after Corypheus's defeat (more importantly, after his orb shatters), has little left to lose. If he doesn't act and do everything necessary, it's only a matter of time until the other orbs are lost this way. Until the Veil weakens and breaks entirely. Until the Evanuris walk free and take the Titans for all they've got left.

His fear is mounting. He is not acting in Pride during Trespasser (however haughty he might come across); he is acting in fear. Fear that makes him try to put on a brave (and maybe prideful) face. Fear that sends him crumbling every time his vhenan is in his line of sight. Fear that has him suddenly callous with an Inquisitor he isn't friendly with, because he no longer has time to play nice and is scared shitless of the consequences of failure.

The man is literally the living embodiment of anxiety. Cold Dread.

This is why Solas says he is walking the din'anshiral. The path of death; the path of endings. Because Terror's heart is dead in his hands. Because he carries the blight. Because the Veil is weakening, the Evanuris are on the verge of escaping their stone prisons, and he doesn't have a way to stop them.

If he fails, the Inquisitor is mortal. Wisdom is dead, and there are mere stirrings in the Void. There is no guarantee either his spirit friend or the Inquisitor will ever come back in a way he will recognize, if either of them come back at all.

And if Terror's vessel of dreams is shattered and lifeless, who is to say that Terror will ever dream again? Who is to say that there will ever, ever be another Titan-thought, another spirit, that Solas will feel close to in the same way?

I'd be willing to cause an apocalypse for that reason, too. Maybe a war between Tevinter and the Qunari, just for funsies, because my perpetual anxiety that makes up the entire core of my being sometimes needs a distraction.

(Tiny sidenote that did not fit in elsewhere: mentioning again that the spirit guardians in Trespasser say, "Revas vir-Anaris," which means "Freedom we-Anaris," which is the name of a Forgotten One. Wondering if it means Solas previously fighting to free the elves borne of Anaris, or maybe freeing Anaris (Terror??) from the blight. But also? I wonder about that Anaris and Andruil story in a way I have no time to dissect. Really, what does anything mean? Okay. Carry on.)

What Rook Really Caused and the High Cost of Failure

I honestly think things were going great for Solas (as much as a sad, dirty bed roll alone in the Deep Roads where he was probably cuddling rocks and crying can be called great) before Rook showed up.

Yes, he had an itsy bitsy little Regret demon tear apart Skyhold.

Sure, he had a little bit of a Dread-Wolf-shaped meltdown at the Mortalitasi. (On that note, I think he had said wolf-shaped meltdown because the Mortalitasi are stopping spirits from reconnecting with their Titans once they leave the fade because, oopsie, all the necromancers are catching them and putting them into corpses instead.)

But other than that?

Great. Really great. No sense of cold dread here. Nope. No sir. Definitely not guiding every single one of his actions, from petrifying random people all the way to breaking time a little bit (?) to save Varric's life in Arlathan.

He makes it up onto his little (dilapidated, fracturing) staircase in his (also under-construction and very unstable) ritual site in Arlathan, and his ritual's begun (right out in the open, with an eluvian leading right to it that we all somehow have the password to, because he definitely doesn't want to be stopped at all, nope, not at all).

The Evanuris are going to go into their stone prisons! Rock Jail 2.0: Waking World Edition! It's great!

Until Rook shoves over one of those not-quite-stable statues. Which falls into another statue (Falon'Din's?). Which then topples one more statue, before Solas shatters it (which....... buddy. Why.)

Point is: ritual broken, Ghilan'nain and Elgar'nan freed, blights inevitable, Titans doomed. You know: Ma banal enasalin. Your blight wins, Dread.

Except that's not all.

Those other Evanuris, whose archdemons we killed? My guess is that they're not gone from their stone prisons. Remember what happened when we killed Corypheus's dragon? The soul just flew back into Corypheus, who was then mortal for a time (and we dropped him in the Fade instead, smh, Inquisitor, we literally went over this right before the final fight).

This means that the same is probably true of every archdemon we have killed. That means Dirthamen, Falon'Din, Sylaise, June, and Andruil are all out there somewhere, ostensibly, if they are freed from their stone prisons.

What happened in the Hissing Wastes when the stone broke, when we put the torches in the wrong order?

Demons. And what did Cole say about them?

"They were Dwarves. They think they still are. They sound like dust tastes."

And what does the Chant of Light say about the Evanuris?

Those who had been cast down, The demons who would be gods, Began to whisper to men from their tombs within the earth. — Threnodies 5

(sidenote, what if tombs within the earth doesn't necessarily only mean the abyss-earth, but also the rocks in which they're imprisoned in the fade? juicy...)

I think that not only are Ghilan'nain and Elgar'nan freed, not only is Terror still broken, not only are the blights back in business, not only are all the Titans still turned—

But five of the seven Evanuris just came back as world-endingly-bad demons.

Who could possess anything.

Or anyone.

I don't know whether Solas is trapped-trapped in Fade Jail™ (because there's an awful lot of wolf statues in there, and yet, he is not bound inside any of them), but honestly, that matters little when examining the scope of things.

The Evanuris all walk free. All seven. And our friend Fen'Harel, Dread Wolf, Cold Dread, Anxiety Incarnate, isn't going to be able to trick them twice.

Veilguard Predictions: the Ballad's Conclusion, or Does the Song Go On?

Oh my god this post is so long, this series is so long, my hands hurt, please for the love of god, I need to employ some sort of brevity somewhere.

Here's some predictions. I'm so tired. I've written so much.

Harding: her powers awoke, apparently, when she touched Solas's dagger. I'm wondering if that is reconnecting her to Solas's blood (which might be what makes the dagger?) or Solas's Titan. We also saw that diamond concept art, didn't we?

Varric: If you know, you know. Lyrium dagger, dwarf. If you don't know, close your eyes and pretend you read nothing.

Lucanis: You know what's really funky to me? The fact that Lucanis is possessed by Spite. And this is a time when all the other five Evanuris might possess some people. And this game might really just be Who Got Possessed By Whom. But, I think the thing Spite wants might be to see Solas dead. Or, Spite might want to see all the Titans healed. Or some other third thing that is sure to stomp on my heart.

... Sidenote I think we're going to see all the Forgotten Ones, and maybe even find out the one who's unnamed.

Solas: Fen'Harel walked among both clans of gods. The Forgotten Ones counted him as one of their own. It's possible Solas might be Terror. Not sure how that works! Not sure how sundered Titans operate! But it would sure be neat if the elven word for Contemplation were Solas's true name, and also the "true" name of the final Forgotten One (as they all have two names; their qualities and their name-names).

Emmrich: You know who'd have a really good shot of freeing all those spirits from the Necropolis? Three guesses. And you know what might happen if all those happy spirits that the Mourn Watch gave therapy to all move back into their Titans? Well, something really nice, plus a whole lot of crying from us. Sidenote: if Wisdom had enough time to reincarnate into an incomplete wisp before Solas's terror-orb broke? You know who'd be a really great candidate for a skeleton to house New Wisdom? Three guesses.

Neve: Magister Gallus is the one mentioned in the Gangue codex. :) But also, Neve is widely theorized to be the Archon's bastard child. It would be amazing to me if Magister Gallus were some other relative of hers—but how would that work, with Neve notably born as a commoner? The other, OTHER theory I've seen floating around is that this Magister Gallus is actually Neve's husband. But also—how does THAT work, with what we know of Neve?

Taash: Sylaise creation. Or Ghil creation. Who knows? Maybe Taash is how we find out the origin of all kossith. Maybe Taash is a little bit more dragon than other kossith. Maybe Taash is half scaled one, half kossith.

Davrin: Something something, the griffons woke up as the Veil began to come down. I don't know what that means, except more in the line of "Titans are waking" things. But also? He's a Warden, and he's about to see how much the Wardens didn't know about the blight. And also, Solas is blight patient zero and/or the source of all blight. And he's the Dread Wolf. Either Davrin and Solas have a lot of growing to do, or maybe Davrin is a source of anti-Solas sentiment.

Bellara: :) I really think Dirthamen, who potentially escaped the Fade in the time of the Magisters Sidereal, is hanging out with Bellara. She's got new vallaslin that none of the rest of us have access to. She's obsessed with knowledge. She has a very funky piece of ancient technology and just seems to have a way with old elvhen knowledge and equipment. Sleeper agent Bellara? Secret betrayer on our hands, or has Dirthamen become something better, kinder, than he was?

The Truth About Solas and Mythal's Relationship: I'd be so shocked if it were romance. I think, rewatching that post-DAI credits scene, they just trauma-bonded a shitload when Solas was born. Maybe I'm wrong! But if anyone in all of Thedas would have a reason to trauma-bond, it's them: the guy who started the blight, and the woman who made him do it; the two Evanuris who begged the others not to go back looking for more blight.

The Eclipse: Dirthamen and Falon'Din? Do I just love the Bird Boys™ too much, or is there something here?

Blackened Hearts Memory: I was wrong with Falon'Din, I think, and stumbled into the answer with Mythal. I think Mythal blackened the first Titan heart.

Do We Win?: man. Please. I'm just begging. Please let us be happy after all this. Do you know how much I cried, falling into the truth about Solasan and the dread at the door? I need a happy ending here. Or I need someone at BioWare to get me a nice cup of hot chocolate. Something.

Is Solas A Villain?: Bro have you even been reading? No. Pookie's never done anything wrong a day in his goddamned life. Let him sing Hallelujah in peace. :)

Do We Stop the Blight?: What other choice do we have? It's beat the Evanuris and fix the Titans now, or end up in a blighted world forever...???? Or... kill the Titans and kill all magic? Guys. Please don't kill all magic forever.

That's all I have in the way of major predictions. Probably.

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I need a nap. You're a hero for reading all of these, if you have. <3

I'm still on an internet blackout until I have Veilguard in my hands, so I am likely not to reply here. But I promise: I will be back soon, when I've seen the game's story play out!

Let's all have some fun in Thedas tomorrow. :)

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ghostflowerhotpotch · 1 year ago

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Why I consider Miguel replacing his own self so bad?

Originally this was going to be a response to a post someone else did, but then I feel I was being mean to people just enjoying a character, so I repurposed it. Is funny because before that post I wasn't planning on doing this but that one got the words out of me somehow.

As disclaimer; I don't think there is anything wrong with liking Miguel, or any character of this movie. It doesn't matter what Miguel may or may not had done in this movie, or if your headcanons and ideas align with how he is in canon or not.

I also feel that regardless of what I think it went down in this situation, I can't call Miguel evil; I would have some words about what I think later in this post, but I don't think when he did what he did he was doing it because ~evil~

With all that out of the way, let's start with this:

The way he talks about the ordeal makes me uneasy.

You know why I find this unsettling? That this is about himself.

I understand that Miguel is narrating this story from his perspective, and is about his mistake, so by that, you wouldn't need to bring up anyone else. You can even make the argument it may be too painful for him if you want.

So why I still have a problem?

Because the narration isn't the only problem I have with this, in fact, what I find the most disturbing, is the following part.

Here is my thing...Don't you find odd how quickly he found out about this?

Think about it; it would be weird that he was just looking on the Multiverse, saw a version of himself with a nice, happy family, and just at that moment that person got killed, so he step in.

I had seen someone made the argument that he did what did because he was thinking of Gabby, however, nothing on his demeanour or words makes me think this was about anyone that wasn't himself.

Let's go back to those pics.

Want to know why I posted two that are basically the same? Because what's important is Miguel's face.

He is completely stoic.

We see Miguel seeing the body at the same time the mugger is running away, this makes me believe it was implied he watched at least the guy get away. But when Miguel appears on the screen, it is already watching the image, it doesn't make me think he just popped up the screen and saw it play at the moment he got killed.

Much less because he looks so calm, like he was expecting this to happen.

I don't know how much Miguel can see in future events, I believe there is some capacity because he said to Miles that his dad will die in two days. That may be because is when he becomes a Captain and his words are more speculation than actual confirmation. It could also be that at that moment he didn't have the means to look into it.

But all this footage makes me believe he saw his other self try to do the right thing, get killed, and then came in.

This wasn't about preserving the canon, this is in theory, before he knew how "canon works" (because he affirms the universe collapsed because he try to take the place of someone who was suppose to die. At least that was the impression it gave me.) So is not like there was any reason to not step in and help him.

This is going into speculation territory, so feel free to say this is a reach, but...was there really no way to save the other Miguel?

It gave me the impression the guy used just one bullet, unless is in specific places, normally one bullet wouldn't be enough. More important, Miguel is from the future, his world can make travel to the moon as if it is just going on the highway; are you telling me that if Miguel wanted to help to save this guy's life, was there really nothing he could?

Like sure, he doesn't need to, this isn't this problem and not his story, he shouldn't interfere.

Except that he did, to replace him.

And that's why I consider his initial speech so disturbing.

Let me put all together what Miguel said:

"I found a world where I had a family. Where I was happy. And that version of myself was killed. So I replace him. I thought it was harmless."

This entire discourse is about himself, with no real thought put into how Gabby, or anyone else may feel. Miguel keeps saying "family," which makes me think it was more than just Gabby, since I don't see why he wouldn't just say daughter if it was only her. That being say I am praying that I am wrong.

My heart really breaks for the other Miguel, he just wanted to do the right thing, he didn't have any powers or special abilities but he still try to help this lady that he probably didn't even know.

And what he got?

That his family will not mourn him, that none of his love ones would go to his funeral (I doubt there was one.) That the people who loved him can't even begin to deal with the mourning process.

Because Miguel, wanted a family.

I am sorry, but I can't help to feel this was en egoistic action when literally there is no mention of ever thinking of anyone that wasn't him; you can try to argue that the "harmless" part also included every other person who knew that Miguel, since they now don't need to go through the pain of a funeral.

But Miguel wasn't that Miguel, if there is something the multi-verse has shown us, is that different versions of a character don't need to be the same, in fact is not odd to not be.

I mentioned this in the past, but if I feel my boyfriend was acting odd, and then discover that he got replaced by another version of himself, just because this one wanted to have a partner- It makes my blood boil; I would personally feel outraged.

Because it should be my decision, which is removed completely of the equation because someone decided they knew me better than me, so they could take decisions on my behalf.

And if I heard him talk, and realize all he ever mentioned was about him and what he wanted? Oh that's one easy slap to the face minimum.

I don't think Miguel had nefarious intentions by doing this, the problem is that he does the thing he literally does the rest of the movie: Assume his idea is the right call, no think twice about asking anyone's opinion, and then blame it on something else when things start to go south.

(If you want an easy example: Literally blaming Gwen for the fiasco with Miles, as if the guy didn't literally scared Miles off when Peter was THIS close to making him go with him.)

Hope anyone liked it! If you did, please consider either commissioning me or donating to my ko-fi, and if not please reblog!

Have a good night.

#atsv #across the spiderverse #miguel o' hara #the spider society #gabby o'hara #I am really starting to get close to the wasp nest with a bat #not sure if I should be more afraid or bite the bullet #atsv files

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desultory-novice · 6 months ago

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Noir, Noir! What do you think of the people who took care of Adeleine when she made it to Popstar?

"Oh, those guys! I haven't actually met many of them at all! (but when I concentrate, I can see a whole bunch of them there, which is kinda funny! Especially because they resemble the characters from my stories. How did I get it so right, right? Coincidences are crazy!)"

"But I know some of them, like King Dedede who is a PENGUIN - literally the best animals ever - and he's great and super tough and it's so warm and comfortable to be inside him and I wish I could stay there forever and not have to come out because I don't want to go back to the place I have to go back when I leave! He's the best and I feel really bad about that HUGE scar I gave him when I was........."

"...Hmm? Scar? Did I... Oh, maybe I meant scarf?! Cause we've got the same scarf! He doesn't wear his like a scarf because he's a king and he's got to wear his big fuzzy king robes instead but yeah!"

"And there's Kirby! Kirby's small and pink and I bet he'd feel real nice to hold and he's the biggest impediment to our plans and we have to **** him for sure this time even though he's so nice to everyone! He helped me out of a bad situation even though we just met each other! Can you believe that? He called me a friend and I don't have a whole lot of friends, so that's why I tried to disobey orders as much as I (eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye)!"

"...Woah! Weird! It's like I glitched for a second?"

"He's not just Adeleine's buddy, he's also my little brother Gooey's best friend! There's probably no one Kirby can't win over!"

"And he's got his own theme song, you know!" "Here! I'll sing a few bars for everyone!"

~Kirby, Kirby, Kirby, that's the name of the game~! ~Kirby, Kirby, Kirby, now nothing's the same~! ~He's made of dream stuff, what a powerful puff~! ~Kirby, Kirby, Kirby's the star~!

>This goes on for a while... >Turns out Noir thinks the opening is rather catchy

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PS: To any OC with the ability to record things but mostly @ivynajspyder's Techie, I would beg you to potentially possess blackmail footage of Noir enthusiastically singing his mixed-up take on the Kirby opening loud enough for everyone to hear.

...I want it to haunt him later. Mwahahaha...!

@kirbyoctournament

[Noir's Fieldtrip Masterpost]

AN: Surprise! It's a belated Cheery Noir ask!

Told you I'd try to come back to these / still answer some fun ones even though Noir is no longer presently in hyper cheer mode!

#Noir Fontaine #Noir's Field Trip #Kirby OC Tournament #Kirby OC

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austinslounge · 4 months ago

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I don’t know how you can be an Austin fan and said you’d prefer he be with Vanessa again, someone who multiple people have said was not nice to him in public/around other people. There’s a reason Ashley Tisdale “chose” him. Baby V is problematic for more than just that too and would be an embarrassing publicity nightmare for him if they were still together to this day. If people think Kaia has tarnished his image, what little she’s done is nothing compared to what the other woman would’ve done.

I don’t like him with Kaia but spoiled nepo baby or someone that’s been mean to him in public on multiple occasions, is buddy buddy with foreign dictators, was selfish about COVID-19 deaths and defends Hollywood predators like Woody Allen? I choose the spoiled nepo baby any day if those are the only two options. The enemy of your enemy is not always your friend.

He’s nice about her publicly because he’s the bigger person and doesn’t want drama. That’s his choice, but fans can make their own and it’s not just Kaustin shippers that don’t like her. I don’t like either of them and don’t understand Austin fans who feel the need to defend her. Fuck her. I’m glad Austin went to Australia and never looked back.

You're entitled to your own opinion, as are others on here.

I just want to clarify something though.

I never said that I was a huge fan of Vanessa, or that she was the best person for Austin. I'm very well aware of some of the problematic things she's done (and said) in the past.

What I was saying was that from the outside looking in, I'd rather take what Austin and Vanessa's relationship looked like, vs what we know and see of Austin and Kaia's relationship, any day of the week!

Do I think Vanessa is/was perfect? Hell no! But you can tell that she genuinely loved Austin to pieces, and you can't change the fact that Austin loved her deeply as well. You can just look at pictures of them and tell that they loved each other.

Vanessa was also there for Austin during one of the toughest moments of his life, and helped to take care of his sick mom in their own house. I don't care what you say about someone, that's pretty huge.

And these reports of Vanessa being mean to Austin 3 times in almost 10 years? 🥴 First of all, how do we even know these rumors are true? The internet says a whole bunch of stuff.

I can only go by what I see. I can't go by what I haven't seen. That's not to say that these things didn't happen, all I'm saying is that I can only go by what I have actually seen. From all of the photos and video footage that I've seen of Austin and Vanessa in nearly a decade together, I've never seen her treating him "meanly". She always looked super happy with him -- almost deliriously happy rofl 😂

I also look at what Austin said himself about V, not just during their their relationship, but after their breakup. I also look at how he still followed her long after their breakup... even after she stopped following him. If she had been as horrible to him as some shippers now are trying to spin, why on earth was he with that woman for nearly 10 years, and why on earth was he still following her after their breakup?

Wrt to Ashley and Vanessa -- Did it ever occur to you that maybe it was Vanessa who cut friendship ties with Ashley because she and Austin are still close? Maybe it was Vanessa who couldn't handle that. Maybe it caused a rift because Austin is like Ashley's little brother and she's known him the longest, and Vanessa couldn't handle that.

We really don't know all the facts.

All I can go by is what I see. And what I see with my own eyes with how Austin and Kaia are with each other is not a good feeling at all.

Plus, let's not try to sit here and act like Kaia is miss perfect. She's done and said some problematic things herself. Also, the whole kissing other people while in a relationship with someone else doesn't really sit well with me. And I'm sorry, but the way Austin doesn't even look/seem comfortable or himself with her speaks volumes to me.

But hey, to each his/her own.

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sjsmith56 · 4 months ago

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That’s What Friends Are For - A Private Man, Chapter 4

Summary: Sam comes to visit. Bucky confides in him about his concerns about several things.

Length: 4.3 K

Characters: Bucky, Rebecca, Sam, Amina.

Warnings: Bucky’s self doubt and anxiety is always there.

Author notes: The connections between family, friends, and people who care are explored more in this chapter.

<<Chapter 3

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Bucky's intervention in the robbery made it to the late news as the young woman told the TV reporter about Bucky Barnes being the only one with enough balls to stop a robber. They bleeped out the word "balls" but her account of what he did was graphic enough that some reporters came to the house to talk to him the following day. It was a surprise to him as he had been working at the docks while the late news was on. Even Rebecca hadn't seen the coverage, already being in bed, asleep. Bucky was polite but declined to be interviewed saying he was just a private citizen who did his civic duty. As the footage from the security camera in the store was played on the TV news for several days the reporters began showing up at the docks, hoping to talk to him as he arrived at work or when he was leaving. They finally gave up but he was referred to as a "reluctant hero" who obviously didn't want to be singled out for doing what any good citizen should. Several stations showed companion segments outlining his past and how he had redeemed himself with the Avengers. A couple of the stations also asked why the Avengers were not active any more. It must have made the news elsewhere because he received phone calls from several former Avengers, including Scott Lang, Clint Barton, Colonel Rhodes, and Sam.

When Sam arrived late Saturday morning he was in a good mood. After ringing the doorbell and coming in the house he kissed Rebecca on the cheek, sitting on the couch near her.

"So, how does it feel to live with a reluctant hero?" he asked.

"I've always been proud of him," she replied. "About time other people saw what I see."

"You know Buck, that story showed up on the Washington newscasts," said Sam. "A few people in the Department of Defence asked why you weren't taking on contracts for some missions."

"I hope you told them why," replied Bucky. "I can't depend on the odd contract. Not when I have responsibilities."

"That's what I told them," said Sam. "I guess Rhodey has been advocating for the Avengers to be reformed as a full time quick response team. That's why I was there this past week; to try and convince them that we're needed."

"And?" asked Bucky.

"They're interested but not enough to put funding behind it. There is a rumour that Thaddeus Ross is organizing something, but exactly what is a mystery."

Bucky smirked. He wouldn't willingly join up with that man, not when he was pushing to have Bucky shot on sight when they thought he did the bombing in Vienna in 2016. Sam turned back to Rebecca.

"Tell me about this agency that's been helping you."

"The nurse that Bucky likes, Tracey, contacted them," replied Rebecca. "They help new immigrants and refugees get used to living here. Within a couple of days we had enough people to stay the nights with me. They're ever so nice. I consider them my friends."

Bucky nodded in agreement. "They are good people. Did you tell them you asked Sam to make an appearance?"

"I might have mentioned it," laughed Rebecca. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Not at all," replied Sam. "I can fly over there while Buck drives the rental car. When do we go?"

After lunch Sam geared up while Bucky took the wheelchair and put it into Sam's car. He carried Rebecca out of the house and placed her in the front seat, buckling her seat belt. He gave Sam the address so he could input it into his GPS on the suit. When Bucky pulled up in the car there was a considerable crowd of people waiting out front. Like before there were no shortage of volunteers to wheel Rebecca around and they had already lifted her out of the front seat by the time he brought the wheelchair to them.

"Where is Captain America?" Kafeel was tugging on Bucky's sleeve. "I thought he would be in the car."

"Why ride when you can fly?" Bucky smirked as everyone's face looked up to the sky.

Suddenly Red Wing appeared above the crowd and Sam's voice came out of the speaker.

"Why don't y'all move to the back of the building where there's more space?" he asked. "I'm going to arrive in style. Bucky, go park the car. I'll wait until you're in place."

There was laughter at that last part and Bucky shook his head with a smile. He drove the car to an open spot and headed towards the back of the building. Searching through the assembled people he found Rebecca, surrounded by her caregivers and their families.

"Mr. Bucky, good, you're here," said Amina. "You don't want to miss this."

He looked up and from the west he could make out Sam approaching. A line of red smoke trailed behind him and he watched amused as Sam did all sorts of aerial maneuvers above the crowd. It was almost like watching a fireworks display as the people in the crowd gasped and cheered at the different moves Sam made. Finally he ended up hovering above them then slowly descended to an open space as the crowd parted for him.

"How y'all doing?" he asked. "I'm so glad to be here today to meet the people who have been helping my friends Bucky Barnes and Rebecca Proctor."

Bucky watched with a smile as Sam began shaking hands and doing selfies with everyone. He always was more comfortable with the recognition. To Bucky that aspect of the job always made him feel uncomfortable, like an imposter, considering that between World War II and Thanos he was regarded as something evil by most of the world. It must have shown on his face as he felt a hand slip into his. Looking down at his sister, he saw her smiling softly at him.

"It's okay," she said. "I know the truth about you. You are good, Bucky. Believe that."

He squeezed her hand and watched as Kafeel had a selfie with Sam. Then the boy looked at him and came over.

"Can I have a selfie with you?" he asked. "Could you make it look like we're arm wrestling with your metal arm?"

Rebecca took the phone as Bucky pulled his long sleeve up then he and Kafeel posed as if they were arm wrestling. When the boy looked at the picture he had a big grin on his face. Several other kids came up and Bucky obliged them as well. Amina called together the volunteers who worked with Rebecca and asked someone to take a picture of all of them with Bucky and Rebecca. Sam came up and asked to be in on the action. Standing behind them all he opened his wings to their full extent behind everyone. She texted the picture to Bucky so he could share it with Sam.

When the event began to wind down Bucky asked Rebecca if she was ready to go. She nodded, as she was ready for her afternoon nap. He brought the car around and lifted his sister out of the wheelchair, placing her in the front seat. After placing her wheelchair in the trunk he looked at Sam.

"See you back at the house?" he asked.

"You bet," replied his friend. "See you shortly."

Ten minutes later Bucky pulled up in front and carried Rebecca into the house. When he came out Sam was at the trunk taking the wheelchair out and Bucky locked up the car. After helping his sister lie down for her nap Bucky brought out a couple of beers and headed outside where Sam joined him after changing into his civilian clothes.

"They were nice people," said Sam. "Reminds me of the neighbours in Delacroix. Helpful, thoughtful people."

"They are," agreed Bucky. "If you want to go out tonight a couple offered to sit up with Rebecca."

"I'm good," replied Sam. "I was out a lot in Washington, schmoozing and trying to bend anyone's ear to fund the Avengers. It was like pulling teeth. I don't know what the issue is."

"It's funny, but the first time we went to the newcomer centre I jumped onto the roof to retrieve a soccer ball," said Bucky. "They all asked why I wasn't an Avenger still. They seemed disappointed that the government wouldn't fund us. I had no answers for them, me the unlikely Avenger."

Sam leaned forward and put his hand on Bucky's shoulder. "Oh man, don't say that. You were in Wakanda, you were in the Battle of Earth then you and I fought the Flag Smashers."

"Yeah, we did but I pissed the Wakandans off to do it. I got to watch John Walker get a big money contract to be U.S. Agent and I'm working night shift on the docks barely making enough to pay the bills. It's ... disheartening."

"I hear you," replied Sam. "I've only had a few military contracts since the Flag Smashers. At least the fishing business is picking up. I met Jasmine. Tell me more about the nurse. You have a picture?"

Bucky pulled his phone out and looked through his photo gallery. There was a picture of them from the Sudanese gathering, showing them together looking at a display. Amina sent it to him. He handed the phone to Sam. With a smile he looked closely.

"She's very nice looking," he said. "What's her name?"

"Tracey Harris," said Bucky. "She's divorced, quiet, but a good listener. I feel comfortable with her. She's in Belize, doing volunteer work. Said she didn't think she could stay away during the cooling off period. She's been gone three weeks."

"Have you ...?"

"No," said Bucky quickly. "One kiss, when she said goodbye. But she's the one who made the first move. Asked to be removed as Rebecca's nurse. I dreamed of her. A nice romantic dream of us dancing."

"To one of your 1940s songs?"

"No, it was another song, newer. I don't know the name but there's Rudolph Valentino and Greta Garbo in the lyrics. It was nice."

Sam looked up the lyrics on his cell phone and found several songs. He picked the first one and began to play it. Bucky leaned forward and listened, his face breaking into a smile.

"Yeah, that's it! What's it called?"

"Right Before Your Eyes by a group called America," said Sam.

Bucky looked it up and saved it to his playlist. Sam smiled softly at his friend's excitement. This nurse must be a very understanding person for Bucky to feel a connection to her. A thought occurred to Sam.

"I might be out of line but if you haven't been hooking up with anyone how are you going to handle seeing Tracey when she gets back?" asked Sam. "That's a long drought. When was the last time you were with anyone?"

"I don't want to talk about it," said Bucky, tersely. "If it gets that far I'll be a gentleman about it."

"Alright," replied Sam. "Fair enough. You're a private man. I just thought you might want to talk about it with a friend."

Bucky took a drink of his beer and gave out an audible breath. Damn Sam and his counsellor tactics. He had been thinking of it, ever since he kissed Tracey. It was going to be hard enough to show her what he was packing, never mind keeping control, and a part of him imagined her backing out of any relationship with him once they became intimate. He looked over to his small garden trying to come up with something, anything to explain his turmoil.

"Buck," said Sam, gently, noticing the anxiety on Bucky's face. "I know it hasn't been easy for you. For as much as I tease you I do care that you're alright. It's not something I'll gossip about; I can assure you of that. All bullshit aside, you're my friend and I'm here for you."

Bucky took another drink of his beer. "The last time I was with a woman was in Wakanda, before the Snap," he admitted. "It was a kindness that was offered by a local woman, no strings attached. I've had a few other ... encounters since I started living with Rebecca. I'm not proud of them but it was just a way to get a release."

Sam considered Bucky's words and realized what that admission probably cost him. As a man of an earlier time it was probably something he would rather not have spoken about. Sam took a drink of his beer and looked his friend in the eye.

"Thank you for trusting me," he said. "There's no judgement from me because I know how hard it is for you to connect with people. I'm genuinely happy you've found someone to have a relationship with. She'll be involved with a man that I consider to be kind, loyal, and honourable."

Bucky nodded his head in acknowledgment and drank his beer. It was still a difficult admission to make and he was silent for some time.

"I was thinking of stringing some lights up in the trees," said Bucky hesitantly at first, "and getting a nice patio table with a couple of chairs. Could even get one of those outdoor speakers that connect to the phone so we could have music back here. I'm still not comfortable going to a restaurant but I could make something and serve it to Tracey back here. I think I've made this back garden look pretty nice."

"It is a nice garden," agreed Sam. "You've kept it up well. I could help you before I have to leave tomorrow night. You could have a nice date back here."

Bucky smiled in appreciation and finished his beer. He asked Sam if he wanted another and went inside. Rebecca was awake and he helped her into the bathroom while he picked up three beers and took them out to the garden. He brought another lawn chair out from the shed and returned to the house to get his sister, carrying her out in his arms, and placing her in the third seat. Sam told her about Bucky's idea to string lights around and get a nice table so they could eat a meal outside.

"That sounds wonderful," she replied. "It already looks good with all the flowers you planted and the lights would make it look so pretty at night. We could sit out here and enjoy the fresh air. Why don't you call one of the volunteers to sit with me while you two go to the garden centre?"

Half an hour later Sam and Bucky were on their way to the garden centre while Amina sat with Rebecca. She brought her children with her and they played a board game on the grass while the two women had tea. In the car Bucky gave Sam directions and tapped his finger to the music playing on the radio. It was tuned to an R&B station, with some older Motown that was sprinkled throughout the more modern offerings.

"You should compile a playlist for that date," said Sam. "You have that first song but there are others you could play to set the mood."

"I'm not trying to seduce her," said Bucky. "I want a relationship, not just a, what do you call it, a booty call."

"I know, but she is a modern woman," replied Sam. "You need the right songs. Do you know any of her friends?"

"Just the other nurse that took over from her and I don't know if they're actual friends. I think Tracey's like me, solitary."

"Okay," said Sam. "I would say to go for soft jazz, maybe even some songs from your era." Bucky looked at him, expecting some criticism from Sam. "Don't give me that look. There's some good music from your era. Hell, you probably listened to Ella Fitzgerald, Duke Ellington, Count Basie, all of those legends. Am I right?"

"I saw a few in the clubs," replied Bucky. He thought for a moment. "There's a song that came out in the late 30s, The Nearness of You. Hoagy Carmichael wrote it but Glenn Miller Orchestra performed it. Danced to that a lot."

"I think I've heard an Ella Fitzgerald version," said Sam. "We can look that up when we get back to your place. What other songs were your "go to" songs for romance?"

Bucky made an audible sigh as if he couldn't believe Sam was making him do this. "Harbor Lights, sung by Frances Langford. The Man I Love. I saw Billie Holiday sing it live; she poured her heart into it. Saw Lena Horne sing it live as well. She was from Brooklyn."

"You saw Billie Holiday and Lena Horne, live, back in the day, no shit?"

"No shit," smiled Bucky. "Sam, I went to a lot of jazz clubs, not just in Brooklyn but in Harlem, too. Incredible music. Good people."

"Damn, we've known each other what, eight years?" smirked Sam. "You still surprise me."

"Eight years minus the five of the Blip," replied Bucky. "You never asked before."

Sam chuckled then pulled into the parking lot of the garden centre. They found the lighting section and began looking at their choices. They settled on a combination of white fairy lights for the trees and coloured fairy lights that could be strung along the fence and bushes. Sam also suggested a couple of lanterns that could be placed on the ground for extra mood lighting. They picked out a café table that could fit three and took three chairs, one for Bucky, one for Rebecca and one for a guest. Just before they went to the cash register Bucky stopped and looked at a pergola.

"That might be nice for shade during the day," he said, then looked at the price tag. "I don't think I can afford it."

"Maybe they have a payment plan," noted Sam, who looked for a sales person to ask.

The sales person confirmed that they had a no interest payment plan. They would also deliver it to the house as the package it came in was quite heavy, which made Bucky smirk. After several seconds considering it he nodded his head and they began to enter the information. As they looked up Bucky's credit record the sales person turned to him.

"There's no credit record for you," he said. "Um, it's not really a problem but I can't offer the no interest plan. I have to charge 5%. It will add about $10 a month but the good part is that you'll get a credit record from it and as long as you make your payments it will serve you in the long run."

Bucky could feel the anxiety building inside of him as he looked at his hands, feeling almost helpless. Sam put his hand on Bucky's arm and nodded that it would be alright.

"Okay," breathed Bucky. "I'll agree to that."

A passerby dropped a package and Bucky leaned down to pick it up for them, revealing his metal arm. The sales person saw it and gave out a little breath.

"You're him," he said. "I saw the news story about you stopping that robber at the liquor store. They had another segment on you, about your past life. That's why you don't have a credit record. Man, you went through so much." He reached into his shirt pocket and took out a business card, writing a phone number on the back. "Listen, these pergolas can be tricky. Call me on my cell. I can come over and help. My grandpa was in the 107th, after you joined the Howling Commandos but he only had good things to say about you."

The man extended the business card and Bucky smiled, taking the card, but feeling slightly embarrassed at the recognition. They finished the paperwork and the man gave him a slip for the cashier. On the way out to the car with their purchases Sam watched Bucky's face, saying nothing.

"Nice man," Sam finally said. "You should take him up on his offer. You're going to need two sets of hands for some of that."

Bucky nodded, feeling a little overwhelmed by the man's attention and his offer. Sam put the radio on and they drove back to the house in silence. When they brought everything into the back yard Amina's kids asked if they could help put up the fairy lights. At first Bucky was hesitant but Amina assured him they had done something similar at their house so he nodded. Both Amina and Rebecca watched as Sam and Bucky got the lights out and unravelled the strings. Kafeel began to climb the bigger tree to begin stringing the lights in it.

"Amina, are you comfortable with that?" asked Bucky.

"Yes, he climbs trees all the time," she replied. "Besides, you would catch him if he fell, wouldn't you?"

"Yeah, but what if he falls when my back is turned?"

"Then he learns to be more careful," was her answer. "Mr. Bucky, my children were born in a war zone. Danger has been part of their lives until we were accepted as refugees here. I'm not going to stop my children from climbing a tree."

Kafeel gave Bucky a big grin and climbed up to the first set of branches, taking the string with him. Sam helped the other two children with stringing the coloured lights on the fence. By the time Amina was ready to leave Kafeel had fully strung the biggest tree while Bucky nervously monitored him from below. The other children and Sam finished stringing the coloured lights along one fence and the bushes at the base of the fence. After they left Sam and Bucky assembled the table and unpacked the chairs. Bucky started up the barbecue and went inside the house where he had steaks marinating while Sam sat with Rebecca. Pulling out some baking potatoes he prepared them to go on the grill and set them on the rack. Then he made a big salad. Sam came in to get another beer for himself and a glass of water for Rebecca. They both relaxed as Bucky handled the cooking.

The sun was almost setting when they finally sat down for supper at the new patio set. Sam set up the patio speaker and synced his phone to it, bringing up a soft jazz playlist. As it got darker the sensor on the power source activated and the lights turned on bringing a glad cry from Rebecca.

"Oh, it's looks so pretty. I really like this Bucky. That was such a good idea."

Bucky looked around at the lights. "It does look nice, doesn't it? You know, with these lights we could probably host a little gathering with the volunteers. It was nice having Amina and her kids here. They were helpful."

They ate their meal in the glow of the lights, enjoying each other's company and by the time they finished Rebecca was yawning. As Bucky prepared her for bed Sam cleaned up. Then Bucky came into the kitchen with what Sam would call a shit eating grin on his face.

"She wants you to read her a bedtime story," he said. "I usually read to her every night but with you here ...."

"What should I read?" asked Sam.

Bucky gave him an even bigger grin. "She already has it picked out."

The two men walked to the bedroom and Rebecca handed Sam a slim paperback that looked like a children's book. When he saw the cover he laughed out loud, then gave the old woman an incredulous look.

"You really want me to read this?" he asked.

"Hell yes," she said, then gestured at Bucky. "He won't. I paid good money for that book. Ordered it online. So someone is going to read it to me."

"Alright then," said Sam, sitting on the edge of the bed as he opened it. "Go the Fuck to Sleep, by Adam Mansbach."

Bucky watched from the door as Sam read the entire book to Rebecca. By the last page they were both giggling and Sam could barely say the words as he couldn't help laughing but he toughed it out. He looked back at Bucky with a big grin then leaned over Rebecca and kissed her on the forehead.

"You are the coolest younger sister I've ever met," he said. "You're way cooler than my sister, Sarah. Don't ever change, you hear me?"

"I hear you, Sam," she said, smiling mischievously. "Can I have some water?"

"No," he laughed. "Go the fuck to sleep."

They both laughed hard, and he kissed her again then Bucky came over to kiss her, taking the book and putting it on her dresser. After fixing the covers so they were perfect he followed Sam to the door and stood by the light, gazing at her with fondness.

"You know I love you, right?" he said to her.

"I know. I love you, too."

He turned off the light and closed the door. Sam was sitting on the living room couch and watched Bucky come out of the hallway. It was understandable why Bucky was devoted to Rebecca. Even Sam found it hard to contemplate ever living separately from Sarah and the boys. Rebecca was Bucky's anchor to normal and he needed it, needed that connection to people.

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