#ymkr rouge

[vanrouchu]

be aggressive!

don't stop, won't stop.

— rouge x gn!reader

Jealousy didn't come to Rouge as easily as it did to other people. The first thing that usually popped into his head wasn't exactly jealousy but something more akin to worry or some form of insecurity that clawed on his gut, telling him that he might not be good enough to compete.

Rouge paused as he caught sight of your figure entering the tavern, his glass inches close to his lips—completely forgetting he was holding it in the first place when the barkeeper snapped him out of his daze. His eyes were shining in delight at the sight of you and his body was already moving before he knew it.

He wanted to tell you to come sit next to him by the counter, his mouth already halfway opened to calling out your name until he faltered when he saw you approaching someone else.

Oh, maybe next time then. Rouge told himself as he tried to shove away the bitter feeling welling up in his chest and the taste of alcohol did nothing but make it worse. It was a simple matter, it made no sense to get worked up over it—at least that's what Rouge tried to tell himself.

He was usually good at keeping up appearances so when the barkeeper called out to him, letting out a hearty laugh, he couldn't help but panic a little and wondered what kind of expression he made to warrant that kind of reaction.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Rouge hummed, tracing the rim of his glass with his finger and feigning ignorance.

"You talk as if I didn't witness that whole display! What do you take me for?" The barkeeper placed a hand on Rouge's shoulder and gave it an encouraging squeeze that he thought was a little bit too strong. "You should be more aggressive! Nothing's gonna happen if you're gonna sit down and watch."

"Eh~? What's that?" Rouge laughed, trying to avoid his gaze. He tried playing it off but he would be lying if he said that the barkeeper's words didn't linger inside his head after he left him a free drink out of pity.

He pondered to himself. He thought that he was already being straightforward with his approach but when it came down to it, a little bit of hesitance along with a pinch of jealousy was enough to throw him off track.

Be aggressive, huh?

He snuck a glance towards your way, trying to find some sort of sign telling him if he should do something or not. That was his first mistake—he saw you laughing and smiling with someone else, and he couldn't help but feel something tug at his heartstrings.

It was an unpleasant feeling. He didn't want to look any longer but his gaze can't help but find you over and over again.

He clicked his tongue, setting down his glass in irritation. He was never the type to openly express these sorts of emotions that plagued him but frustration forced him to spit it out even for a split second just so he could muster his usual chipper smile and demeanor.

He stood up and made his way to the table you were sitting in. He didn't have a plan, and he certainly didn't have a clear goal in mind. What was he trying to achieve by doing this? He figured that he just wanted some peace of mind. How will he get that? He planned on figuring it out as he goes.

"Oh, you're here! You should've said hi to me. I'm hurt, y'know?" He placed his hand on your shoulder, greeting you as he always did, before turning his gaze to your company. "Eh, is this your friend? I don't think I've seen them before."

"Yeah, we bumped into each other here by coincidence and they invited me for a drink."

"Sounds really nice. Mind if I join you guys?" His gaze was expectant as he pinned it on them. He could tell that they were feeling pressured by his question—clearly against the notion but can't bring themselves to reject him directly.

"... Sure, if you'd like." They conceded, sighing, "you'll pay for your own drinks though."

Rouge smiled before taking a seat next to you. He didn't have any idea of what comes next or if his approach was appropriate. All he knew was that he couldn't sit still and watch. He'll stick next to you for the rest of the time, trying to shake off that nagging feeling at the back of his head.

"Haha, got it!" He hummed again, "then, shall we start?"

How far will being aggressive take him?

[itsukismoon]

Yumekuro Artbook - Q&A (Tsukiwatari)

>>> yume tsumugi ver. - magia seminar ver.

Crow

Introductions: I’m an explorer, Crow. My job is to find all kinds of interesting things around the world, it’s my purpose in life! What makes me happiest is when people get excited about the things I find. Also, I feel happy whenever I eat with everyone at home [TN: the guild home]!

MC first impression: First of all, I was really surprised. “No way, she’s so cute… even more than I imagined”. When we met for the first time, I was so excited I ended up immediately telling her how cute she is! Looking back on it now, it’s a bit embarrassing, ahah.

Evan first impression: Evan, huh? He’s such a tsundere! For some time after meeting him, I felt like he would cut me if I tried touching him. But I like how competitive he is. I think we’ve been getting along well lately, though I think he’d deny this and say “NO!”.

Meister you’re close with: Obviously, it’s everyone from Tsukiwatari, but outside my own guild there’s also the mechanics’ guild Lagoon. He’s the one that maintains my bike. He often tells me not to be reckless, but I think we get along well; even though we’re a little apart in age [TN: Crow is 22 and Lagoon is 36], we sometimes go on rides and eat together!

Itsuki

Introductions: I’m a moon reader, Itsuki. My job is to predict and research how the Moon Road, a road to other countries, will appear. Then uhh… what should I say… Hobbies? My hobby is cooking. Though… my friends say that my sense of taste is “out of this world”. Out of this world… huh… [TN: the verb used here can also mean “to lack common sense” lol]

MC first impression: The first time I saw her I was impressed. She’s so delicate that my impression of her was miles away from that of her father. Also, I thought her eyes were very beautiful. This has not changed even now. They’re pure and strong, and when I look at them, I sometimes feel drawn to them.

Navi first impression: Navi seems… busy. At first glance, he’s laughing, then angry then sad. Then, all of a sudden he starts playing tricks… his emotions change all the time. I was worried it might tire him out too much, but when I told him this he glared at me. I often make him angry like this, but it’d be nice if I could make him laugh, too.

Meister you’re close with: Since I’m not good at interacting with others, so I mostly only talk to the Tsukiwatari members… I guess the answer is Crow. When he fell on me from a Moon Road, I got scared to death. We’ve been together ever since. That encounter has changed everything for me… I don’t know what will come next.

Grandflair

Introductions: I’m the living paintings’ artist, Grandflair. I’m the leader of the World exploration Guild Tsukiwatari. If any of our guild members cause you any trouble, please contact me. Despite still being inexperienced, I’d like to make art that can make people smile. I look forward to working with you in the future.

MC first impression: Although Crow and Itsuki had already told me something… she was completely different from what I had imagined. I came to meet her thinking she was rough, bold and strong, but then I found out she is considerate, attentive and very capable… from the bottom of my heart, I’m grateful that she’s become our guildkeeper.

Himmel first impression: He used to be a bit of a pessimist, but I think he’s come to change a bit. [TN: not sure what the right translation is here for the next part…]. It’s a bit surprising how fast he switches from being awake to falling asleep (?) but… from now on, I’ll keep on telling him:”To fight back is not futile” [TN: technically, Himmel’s way of thinking is grounded on the fact that the future cannot be changes, so this ties back to that, although I truly don’t know why Grand is mentioning it here]

Meister you’re close with: …Do I really have to say his name? Rouge, from my same guild, though he’s more of a close friend [TN: the word used is 腐れ縁 which means undesirable but inseparable], rather than a good friend. I still can’t forgive him for calling me “Mom” [TN: because Grand is the “mom” of the guild]. If you loo at his character, he’s an awful person: bad with money, is a drunk hard, spends more time fooling around than actually working… although, there’s some good sides to him as well.

Rouge

Introductions: Yeees~ Tsukiwatari’s handsome poet, that’d be me, Rouge!~ Then, let’s toast to our introduction, shall we? Bahahah, don’t hold baaaackkk~ Oops sorry, looks like I have no money!

MC first impression: I was so surprised I thought to myself “Hey hey, what’s with this cute girl? Why is such a cute girl in my guild?!”. I thought she heard the rumours about me and came to check me out but… that wasn’t the case at all, ahah.

Shaymie first impression: Shaymie is so innocent and cute. I think that his whole being forgetful thing is also part of his personality. He always works hard and gives it his all but… I think he can take it more slowly and enjoy himself. Though, I think it’s about time he’d at least learn my name…

Meister you’re close with: Grand from my guild! “Lend me money~!” Is our greeting! …though when I say that, he always looks like he’s about to punch me again. Primus club’s Victor is my drinking buddy. He treats me whenever I lose at gambling. He’s so kind… eh? He’s charging me?

Noah

Introductions: Mythical beasts master, Noah… I belong to the World exploration guild, Tsukiwatari. My role is to protect the phantom beasts — and to do that, I need to become stronger than anyone else.

MC first impression: I knew she wasn’t a bad person because Corocle liked her. She takes care of me a lot, though I had some trouble adjusting at first… however, the food she makes is delicious, and I don’t think it’s bad.

Chitose first impression: Chitose is very knowledgeable and teaches me many things. Many of them, I don’t really care about, though they can be useful. It’s just… sometimes I’’m a bit surprised. He asked me why I was helping out a dying mythical beast, telling me it was going to die anyways. I didn’t really understand what he meant.

Meister you’re close with: There is no such thing. Mh? …Rouge? Don’t make me laugh. I despise that guy. I even keep my dirty clothes away from his. I don’t like breathing the same air as him, so why does he care about me…

[primusfortuna]

Rouge ⟡ Love Wrapped in Ribbons of Gratitude (02)

[01] [XX] [03] [04] [05] [Sun] [Moon]

“Because They’re Family”

That afternoon— In order to smoothly make our way around town, we decide to split into pairs.

Rouge: ...Our random draw determines that—

Rouge: —me and Emma-chan will be together, and Cyrus and Emilio will be the other pair~!

Emilio & Cyrus: Oh... / ......

Rouge: So! I’m in your hands, Princess Emma ♪

Emma: P-Please don’t make fun of me by calling me “princess”.

Rouge: I’m not making fun of you, I swear.

Rouge: I’ve told you this over and over, haven’t I? You’re absolutely gorgeous, just like a real princess.

Emma: ......!

Rouge: Alright, guys! As the honorable preachers, we’ve gotta keep up the spirit for our afternoon run!

Emma: You weren’t here for the morning run, though.

Rouge: Let’s forget about that, Emma-chan!

Cyrus: ..........Ready, Emilio?

Emilio: ..........Yeah. We’ll put up announcements in the square.

(Cyrus and Emilio exit)

Emma: (I wonder if they’ll be okay... Cyrus-san and Emilio-san... There’s definitely some distance between them.)

Rouge: Man, “family” sure is a complicated thing, huh?

Emma: Huh?

Rouge: I heard that they’re twins. But being related doesn’t mean you’re bound to be best buds.

Rouge: Things can get especially messy when you’re close like that.

Emma: (So Rouge-san has picked up on it too.)

↪ Maybe so. (Moon +4)

Emma: Maybe so. Rouge: Are you worried about them? Emma: Yes... It might be none of my business, but I am a little. Rouge: Caring too much is one of your best qualities! Rouge: There are people like that, after all. Maybe you’ll be the link that binds them.

↪ You’re very observant. (Sun +4)

Emma: You’re very observant for someone who just met them. Rouge: Ahaha. It would take a fool not to notice that. Rouge: But... it doesn’t seem like they hate or loathe each other. Rouge: I think they’re still okay, for now. Emma: “For now”...?

Though barely noticeable, Rouge-san’s voice is tinged with heartache.

My gaze lingers on him before I can catch myself. But he sends back a gentle smile, melting away any unease I have.

Rouge: Okay, okay, let’s get a move on! I’ll escort you, Emma-chan.

Emma: Escort?

Rouge: ’Cause we’re the prince and princess! We can’t be strangers, right? Even better, let’s be lovebirds~

Emma: ...Hehe. I’m not confident about being lovebirds, but you’re right.

He offers his arm, I take it, and we walk together side-by-side.

Emma: Speaking of Love Day, are you going to give presents to anyone?

Rouge: Good question~ I think I’ll be giving lots of things to all the Moon Wanderers, alongside my daily inconvenience fees.

Rouge: You’ve gotta up your game or they’ll really get rid of you someday, right?

Emma: I’m sure they wouldn’t do that... But in that case, I want to give them all something this year, too.

Rouge: Good idea! I bet they’ll cry tears of joy.

Emma: Oh, you’re stretching it. Ah, of course I’ll get you something too.

Rouge: ...Mm.

Rouge: Thanks, Emma-chan.

Emma: (...Rouge-san?)

Rouge: What do you want in return? Wine? Liqueur? Or maybe you like a strong brandy every now and then?

Emma: Isn’t that all alcohol? Sounds like you just want a drink.

Rouge: No, of course n—maybe a little?

Emma: Thought so.

Rouge: But but, the point is to do it with you ♪

He looks the same as ever with that hearty grin, but...

Emma: (Was I just... imagining that a second ago?)

Just for a moment, he let a complicated smile slip, and it’s tugging at my heart.

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[my-beel]

Event "Wonder Tea Party" ♡

Rouge & Shaymie Full awakening lvl 70 CGs

[safflinas]

rouge & daste having a drunk vent sesh was nawtt on my bingo card for this event lmao

[rosemaze-reveries]

MY YMKR OSHIS R ITSUKI AND EST and im thinking once we know more about shiharu he will be added to this list… 🫣

omg i've been curious about est 🥺 i heard smth about an illness that he hides from the rest of magia (...?) WAHH i dont know what's going on with him but he's got ISSUES

AND SHIHARU OFC .. i see you.. .... they've kept u in the basement way too long mysterious guild leader 💍🧎‍♂️ he seemed kinda sweet n polite from the glimpses we've seen of him but . this is hound sweeper's benefactor at the end of the day (side eyes)

[nirvanainline]

ー 𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒; 𝗖𝗿𝗼𝘄, 𝗜𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗸𝗶, 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗿, 𝗥𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗲, 𝗡𝗼𝗮𝗵.

sum. Realizing their feelings for you.

type. Headcanons, Oneshots

ー 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚠

The memory felt faint to him; the day Crow first held you inside his arms. the day he met you.

You gazed at him with those big and surprised eyes of yours, and just the thought of all of that makes him smile in indifference.

He felt at ease when your grip on his waist was tight, his heartbeat racing as the blowing wind attempts to ease his hot temperature. taking you on rides in his motorbike was a blast, but also an excuse, of some sort.

With the other four always occupying your presence, he barely felt your eyes on him. it's such a strange feeling, y'know? he resists the urge to chuckle dryly.

The way Gran cupped your face lovingly, how you gaped at Itsuki with fondness, how you laughed at Rouge's tackiness, or how you went on night strolls with Noah..

He wanted to erase all of it, and if he couldn't, he needed to cool his head off. he wondered what was wrong with him. it's not like.. he was disapproving your relationship with everyone. no, he didn't have the right to. You're not some precious treasure a guy like him could hog all to himself. you were free, free of your own will. it's your choice who you hang-out with, who you rely on.

He stops in his stances, your voice calling out to him with worry. He flashes a grin. He had no chance, it hurts, but he didn't feel that flaming confidence to make you happy like they all do.

ー 𝙸𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒

Itsuki felt lightheaded, feeling his tail wiggle rapidly as you stroke his ears gently. he talked to you about.. this, other side of himself. and before he knew it, his head was already laying on your lap, eyes shut tight as he enjoyed your warmth.

It became a routine, he supposed. you'd ready books together, talk about the things you did in the past, your interests in moonroad..

He might as well feel like a pet, begging attention from its master. he liked this time of the day, with you.. no, that was a lie. he loved it. but, just the thought of getting caught by the others in this situation..

He wonders why you do this. why you're so kind and caring to him, while he has done nothing for you. all he did was accept your touches, your sweet yet sincere words.. it's like they say, 'give back what one has received'.

So maybe.. if he did the same thing to you, would you feel at ease, as well?

He'd like to stroke your hair until you fall asleep, if that's what you'd like. he wanted to make you feel safe with him than he is with you. is he.. allowed to do all of that for you?

Of course, as.. fellow comrades.

But neither did Crow, nor Gran, or Rouge and Noah did the things you do, even though they're also what he calls 'fellow comrades'.

Itsuki wanted to ask Navi. about what was different about you, and everyone else. yes.. that's a good idea. maybe, he might find clues about this.

ー 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛

Gran longed for smiling faces, flowers, and sunny days. it was his ideal, the best scenery in all of sceneries.

And the front seat to that unreachable landscape was right in front of him.

Your bright smile, rivaling that big round ball up on the sky, the flowers you were holding bloomed with vivid hues.

All he could do was gape at you. He.. wanted to paint this, so, so badly.

Was he perhaps reacting too dramatically? maybe. you were saying something to him, but he couldn't hear you. his chest was beating too fast he didn't know what kind of eerie face he might be making right now.

He wanted to see this terrain once again. but in order for that to happen, he needs to protect you.

All he needed to do was that. and if it fulfills.. would you give him the same joy and laughter someday?

ー 𝚁𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚎

Rouge knows he's hopeless. always asking Gran for money, drinking alcohol when he gets the chance.. and being that hopeless jerk gave him the best mates he could ever ask for.

The same thought kept on repeating on the back of his mind when you appear in front of him. I mean, what an angel. you weren't mean to him like Noah, and you laughed at his jokes genuinely. yet you also scolded him for being too reckless sometimes. and can he be honest here, right now? he finds that part of you absolutely endearing.

'Sometimes sweet, sometimes hard.'

He feels like god was favored of him. I mean, he's aware he has good-looks, a nice singing voice, though he probably wasn't getting a lover any time soon, with his personality and all.

He kinds of feel bad for the person who'd become his partner. I mean, he's a troublemaker. even mommy Gran can't keep him in check. his unreadable, always going where the wind calls him.. so, Rouge is already aware that no one can understand him, keep up with him.

Nobody can.

Until.. well, you came.

Waking up with a warm blanket covering him from coldness, the once dirty table filled with bottles of alcohol were gone, clean and sparkly. pain reliever, warm water were the only things in front of him. and beside that, was you, in a deep slumber.

Aha, he must've been a messy mess again. but, howcome you knew he was here? he didn't tell anyone about where he was going.

He brushes this off. oh well. he stands in front of you and wraps the blanket on you, leaning your head on his shoulders. what a cutie. you must've been worried about him.

Maybe he should try and be more mature and reliable sometimes.

Noah would definitely give him a deep scowl. just the thought of it makes him grin.

ー 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑

Korokuru sleeps under your touch, the small, fluffy one looking peaceful as ever.

Noah apologizes, and thanks you for looking after him. usually, his friend of his wouldn't be buddy-buddy with anyone besides him. which is why it confuses him as to why it's different when it's you.

Noah despises humans. well, this factor should be obvious since he spoke to you about this matter in the beginning. of course, everyone in Tsukiwatari are different but..

The same sense he felt in humans than you was also different. a mystery, really.

Just being with you made him feel like he had nothing to be worried of. the chirping birds came by and greeted you, and the night sky felt brighter than day time.

He sighs. you really were a mystery.

But that was also a conclusion.. but it's not like he's fully trusted you like he does with Korokuru. he admits that you're one of his important comrades, but.. it's nothing more than that..! ..okay?

Though.. he enjoys nights with you like this. you'd come by tomorrow too, right?

[dream-meister-translations]

ROUGE TEXT MESSAGES #1

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ROUGE : Emma-Chan! This is tough, this is so tough!

EMMA : What's going on!?

ROUGE : I'll call it…

ROUGE : The case of the missing bottle of Rouge's finest liquor that disappeared from guild headquarters!

EMMA : I see……. What kind of liquor? I'll look for it.

ROUGE : Oh, thank you~. It's a Dilettante in a sparkling red bottle.

EMMA : Ah. The one that looks really expensive, right?

ROUGE : Yes, yes, that's right, ---- Hey!! That's because it was expensive!!

EMMA : And who foot the bill?

ROUGE : No, no! I bought it myself this time~

ROUGE : I got a little extra money from work, and treated myself to a little something!

EMMA : A little something…… It's a high-class liquor, isn't it?

ROUGE : Oh, don't tell Gran-Mama, okay? He'll get mad at me for wasting money.

EMMA : Don't tell anyone, but Gran was drinking that alcohol.

ROUGE : Ah what!? Seriously!?

EMMA : Deadly serious, the day before yesterday, with Itsuki and Crow.

ROUGE : Why would they do that!?

EMMA : It was in the back of the cupboard, and Crow found it.

EMMA : Noah said, "Rouge told me it was for everyone."

ROUGE : A most terrifying combo of Crow's luck and Noah's malice…..

EMMA : There's nothing we can do about it. What's gone is gone.

ROUGE : Ugh, I had invested every last penny I had into that bottle……

ROUGE : I can't just let it go……. I'll get withdrawal and see it in my dreams, I swear……

EMMA : I understand. I can't get you anything fancy like that sake, but I'll get you something to drink.

ROUGE : Seriously!? You're an angel, Emma-Chan!

EMMA : How about Mandrake liquor? It's extremely bitter but good for your health?

ROUGE : Yeah, thanks. I like trying something different once in a while.

ROUGE : Wait, wait, what does the stamp mean?

ROUGE : Emma-Chan?

ROUGE : Emma-Chaaaaan!!!!

[ymkr-illus]

Rouge (Sun & Moon Awakening)

[justxprettyxboys]

X | Rouge | Yumekuro

[vanrouchu]

wake up!

how rouge wakes you up

rouge x reader

— note: there's use of "princess" nickname to refer to reader

Warm—it was warm. It was normal to feel warm at this time of morning where the sun's rays kissed your skin and made your eyes flutter awake, then grumble about how it's too early to be up.

Although, in all honesty, this sort of wake-up wasn't the normal you were used to. It was warm, yes, but it wasn't the sun's rays that kissed your skin. It felt soft and a little ticklish.

Soon, the sensation went to your eyelids, the same warmth kissing your skin. Your eyes slowly fluttered open, adjusting to the bright light, and heard a small hum along with a chuckle.

"Oh! The princess is finally awake!" He feigned disappointed when he realized you were awake. "I was supposed to give you a true love's kiss on the lips next... What a waste."

"It's too early for this." Your complaint fell on deaf ears when you felt his arms wrapped around your waist, his face leaning in closer again, and smiled.

"I'll just keep kissing you if you go back to sleep." He gasped, "Unless... That's what you want me to do after all!?"

"No, that's not—"

"C'mere, pucker up!"

"Rouge!"

[primusfortuna]

Rouge ⟡ Love Wrapped in Ribbons of Gratitude (01)

[XX] [02] [03] [04] [05] [Sun] [Moon]

“A Popular Guy in Town?”

—ALSTORIA, THE LAND OF KNIGHTS - TOWN—

Emilio: Emma, look at this fountain... What if we decorated it with crimson roses?

Emma: That would look beautiful! I bet it’d make a nice date spot.

Cyrus: ...You two act like naturals already. I’m... still not used to this.

Emma: Ahaha, I’m a little embarrassed myself. But it’s a Love Day preacher’s duty to wear these costumes.

Love Day—a special day for giving gifts and expressing your continuous gratitude to the people dear to you.

We are the designated preachers of Harriet’s campaign to hype up the celebration. As such, we’ve been busy preparing these past few days.

Emilio: It feels a little improper to be dressing up as a prince and princess.

Emma: I know what you mean... But it’s all according to the legend. We’ve got to work our hardest.

Emilio: Speaking of, where’s our other prince?

Emma: Well...

Rouge: Oh~? Now who is that princess over there? Why, it’s Emma-chan!

Rouge: Seeing you never fails to knock me off my feet~♪ It’s like that sweet visage of yours has pierced my heart~

Emma: ...Rouge-san, where have you been?

Emma: We told you that we were all meeting up this morning, didn’t we?

Rouge: Now now, I promise my heart’s in this.

Rouge: But you see, when you’re as popular as me, you run into all kinds of things...

Emma: All kinds of things?

Rouge: Yup, a whole bunch.

Cyrus: ...? Why are you hiding behind me—

Emma: Ah! Rouge-san, don’t tell me—

Man’s Voice: ROUGE! Found you!

Rouge: Ugh, crap...!

Fierce Man: Oi! Get back here! Today’s the day you pay back that money you owe, you hear!?

Rouge: Please! Wait just a little longer! I’ll pay you back as soon as I win some at the casino~!

Emma: (Sure enough, he borrows money in this country, too.)

Emilio: ...Our prince is frantically scurrying around.

Cyrus: That’s something you don’t see everyday...

Emma: No prince would run around to escape his debts like that... I’m sure...

Rouge: Man~ It’s tough being popular.

Cyrus: ...You outran them?

Rouge: Heh heh! This is a daily thing for me! That was a total breeze.

↪ You should pay them back. (Sun +8)

Emma: I think you should pay back the money you owe. Rouge: I plan to, of course! It’s just, I haven’t really struck any wins, y’know~? Rouge: Gran-mama wouldn’t lend me any money either. Emma: I guess you won’t even consider the option to work for it, huh...?

↪ You’re the same as usual. (Moon +8)

Emma: You’re the same as usual... Rouge: Oh, do tell what you think of Rouge-san’s same-oldness? Emma: My thoughts...? I think you should pay back the money. Emilio & Cyrus: ...... Rouge: Ahaha! There’s that icy stare I know and love. I got shivers!

Rouge: Now, before anyone else comes hunting me down... I’ve gotta get working on preacher duties.

And so, Rouge-san joins our tour around town, but then—

Middle-Aged Man: Yo, Rouge! Come sing at my place tonight. You’re strapped for cash, yeah? I’ll cover your drinks for ya.

Rouge: Seriously? You mean it? I’d be happy to showcase my beautiful singing for you~!

Young Woman: Oh, hello Rouge. Aren’t those scary men after you today?

Rouge: That’s all cleared up now! Man, I wish you could’ve seen how fast I ran.

Emma: (Rouge-san made himself right at home in no time.)

Seeing that same old side of him, I can’t help a bitter smile.

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[vanrouchu]

trick or treat!

— rouge, adel, and merryrose

— ROUGE

If Rouge was being honest, he didn't know if dressing up as a prisoner for Halloween was the brightest idea considering the fact that he's knee-deep in debt. The black and white clothes earned him a few comments along the lines of: trying out your new outfit already?

To which he would respond with: "Does it look good on me?"

Still, he thought it was a convenient outfit that he threw together last minute—turning one of his collars into a chained one was easy enough with the help of a little magic. The other chains wrapped around his wrists, however, he decided to borrow from former drinking buddies.

"Sooo… What do you think?" He stuck out his tongue, contorting his expression to mimic a rough criminal. It didn't last long though, he quickly crumbled into a fit of laughter as he threw his hair over his shoulder while shooting you a wink. "Will you give me a treat or do you want me to trick you?"

You laughed at his playful demeanor and his unserious question. He was as carefree as ever, acting as fickle as the wind. You couldn't help but want to paint his expression with something else instead—criminals often have blood on their hands or faces, right?

You thought that red might suit him in this costume. So you took a piece of unwrapped candy, tugged on the chain attached to his collar to pull him down. He looked at you wide-eyed, about to speak as he opened his mouth but you quickly put the candy in his mouth before he could. Your finger lingering on his lips for longer than it should.

"A treat from me."

The blood that rushed to his face in that moment was enough to make you think that it completed his whole look.

— ADEL!

He can't fathom how he let himself get roped into an event completely unrelated to him and his work by Merryrose, no less. He always mentioned that most costumes he would see around this time were terrible attempts that they flaunted around. He told his guild that if he cared a little bit more, he'd make costumes that would outshine everything else.

Unfortunately for him, he didn't have the chance to say anything when he got dragged into the square dressed up like a wolf. Clad in orange and fur—he thought that it was absolutely ridiculous that he let himself wear something like this. The fact that he was wearing ears, too, made it worse.

"What? You're not gonna ask for a treat?" You tilted your head, fighting the urge to tease him endlessly. He threw his head back, sighing and looked at you with tired eyes. No words left his lips but you knew that he was annoyed with you. After all, you were the one who suggested the costume.

"Do you have any idea how ridiculous I look?" He complained, "If I had my way, I'd be looking much more regal than this. Actually, I wouldn't be here in the first place."

You placed your hands on his shoulders, donning a smile as you gave him a light squeeze as a way to soothe his irritable state. "Now, now. You're here so you should make the most out of it! I'd love it if you got into your role and acted like a big bad wolf."

Surely, you said that to tease him but he was feeling spiteful.

He grabbed your wrist—earning a gasp from you—and brought it closer to his mouth. It was fake but he bared his fangs and pressed it gently against your skin as he looked at you with narrowed eyes. It wasn't sharp, it didn't hurt, but it made your heart beat faster than ever.

"If I were to act like a big bad wolf, as you say, then should I gobble you up right here right now?"

He wasn't enjoying himself much but after seeing the expression you made after his little display, he thought to himself that maybe coming down here was worthwhile after all.

— MERRYROSE!

Knowing Merry, he wouldn't pass up the opportunity to go down to the square and extort free candy from the people in town just by dressing up as a wicked witch who loved to curse people who passed by. He got into the role too much with the way he was acting but he enjoyed himself, especially since he managed to get all the candy he wanted.

Finally, it was your turn to fall victim to his favorite question for the night. He cocked his head to the side, shooting you a wink and held up his wicker basket. "Trick or treat?"

"You clearly have enough candy for tonight as is." You shook your head, refusing to give him any candy after seeing how full his basket was. "You should leave more room for the others, you've had your fill."

He frowned, raising an eyebrow in question to your rejection. He was acting like a bratty witch who was denied of something he really wanted—he was getting too into the role when he asked you, "so you're fine with this witch giving you a little trick then?"

"A trick? You really want candy that badly?" You laughed at his question but Merryrose was already taking a few steps towards you with a small mischievous smile decorating his face. You took a few steps back for every step he took until he grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer to him.

"I'll place a curse on you." He leaned in to whisper to your ear, his lips ghosting over your ear. "A curse that'll make you hopelessly in love with me."

Out of embarrassment, you pushed him away and shook your head as you tried to hide your flustered expression. "Stop that! You already know that your curse doesn't work on me."

Merryrose broke character and let out a giggle, shooting you a wide grin before replying. "Yeah, and it should stay that way. I'll make you fall in love with me without the help of stupid curses."

[vanrouchu]

to the beautiful you

as long as you're here, he'll stay

— rouge x gn!reader, dedicated to @rosemaze-reveries

He's always thought of you as beautiful. He didn't think much of it at first – you were easy on the eyes as well as nice. He thought it wouldn't hurt if he dropped by every now and then in your workplace to sing a song or two; pouring out praises that can pass as flirting although he didn't have any real intention of seeking a relationship. He's as fickle as the wind. But what happens when the gentle breeze wants to stay in one place? The answer was a little difficult to figure out.

He didn't mean to catch feelings. He never thought that it would happen to him. But perhaps he had it coming, especially with his "playful" advances that ended up backfiring. It was he who started falling instead. At first, he thought little of it; these feelings will soon go away, he's just a little confused and lonely. Though the second and third times he became conscious of it, he was sure that he was just spiraling down the rabbit hole called "love".

"Rouge," he loved it when you called him by his name. It was warm – warmer than anything he's ever known and he's addicted. Your touch made him feel feverish and your voice was the most beautiful melody he's ever heard. "Are you listening to me?"

"Oh–? Right… you were saying?" He was far too distracted as his thoughts lingered a bit longer. He's yearning so badly yet he doesn't want to make the first move. What if he told you that he's fallen? He's afraid of your reaction. You saw him as a competent person who can do all sorts of things and that made him so, so afraid. He wasn't like that at all. He felt horrible for trying to deceive you like that and he'd rather keep his feelings bottled up inside if it meant staying by your side.

Even if you somehow liked him back and accepted his flaws, embracing him for who he truly is. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to stay; he never liked staying in one place for too long. He comes and goes like a gentle breeze passing by but it was the first time he's wanted something so badly to the point that it made him sick.

So he learned how to stay grounded. You were his anchor – whether it's some city he wants to flee to or somewhere you cannot reach, he'll stay as long as you're with him. He was too dependent on you but he doesn't mind, it really doesn't matter to him. You're the most important to him.

"..-ge! Rouge!" He snapped out of his small daze, his eyes quickly darting back to you. He let out a small laugh, trying to brush off the fact that he wasn't listening to a word you were saying because he was too preoccupied with his thoughts. You crossed your arms, "just what are you thinking about that it's got you spaced out?"

"Oh, well… It's nothing too important. More importantly, how do you like the cake I baked you?"

"I appreciate the sentiment but I have to ask – did you put alcohol here? It tastes kinda funny and I don't know what you put so that's my best guess."

"Ouch! I poured my whole heart into making that cake for you… I really didn't put anything suspicious, I swear. The only ingredient I used that wasn't listed in the recipe is all my love for you~!"

"Wow… So you're saying it's a skill issue?"

"Can't you be a little bit nicer to me? I thought that since it's your birthday you would be gentler."

"You'll let me get away with it, won't you?"

"I'll let you get away with anything as long as you ask me to." He sighed as he leaned in a little closer, his cheeks getting warmer as he got closer and closer. He placed a small kiss on your lips, "Happy Birthday. Here's to hoping I spend another year with you."

It was pure bliss.

[vanrouchu]

vulnerabilities

even if it isn't obvious, he shows it to you.

— rouge x gn!reader

Despite appearances, Rouge kept his grievances to himself. Telling someone stories of himself, and of his past, was something he liked to keep light—to stop the wounds he tried to keep closed from opening once more.

Although, sometimes, he wanted to let loose. To let himself be undone by you and only you but every time he considered it, every time he let himself slip just a little to see your reaction, he found himself pulling back and returning to safe territory.

Scared—that’s the word that would describe how he felt.

What would you think of him?

What would happen?

Countless questions plagued his mind. None of them invited; all of them unanswered.

When he felt your fingers brush against his neck, he shuddered. The last time someone came this close, he pushed them away and ran desperately until his legs gave in.

He lost his voice. Not because he felt like he was being choked, but because you made him so incredibly weak—any word that might come out from his lips died the moment it touched his tongue.

His neck wasn’t wrapped in his usual scarves or bandages. He laid himself bare—the closest he let you get to him so far, even if it didn’t seem like it. The way your fingers wrapped around his neck, pulling him in gently for a kiss, made his breath hitch.

And when you touched the scar on his neck, he felt himself freeze for a split second before melting back into you. It didn’t hurt, it didn’t make him feel sick, and he didn’t push you away.

Touch him again and again, and he’ll let you. In every place, in every nook and cranny of him, he wants you to touch him again—the only person to touch him in the places that mattered most.

Perhaps he’ll let your hand go deeper with time.

[primusfortuna]

Rouge ⟡ Love Wrapped in Ribbons of Gratitude (04)

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“A Brief Date”

The day after Rouge-san and I paraded around town as preachers―

Emma: We got rid of our flyers and ribbons in the blink of an eye today.

Rouge: We didn’t even get the chance to advertise before they swarmed us begging please, please!

Emma: Your singing was a huge hit yesterday. But it sure got stressful today, getting asked to sing everywhere we went...

Rouge: Ahaha, who cares? It was fun! I could tell the townspeople have gotten pumped full of enthusiasm for Love Day.

Rouge: But uh, I’ve gotten a teensy bit tired. I think I wanna take a breather.

Emma: Well... then how about we shop for gifts for the Moon Wanderers?

Rouge: ...Oh. Yeah, I remember you saying you wanted to get them some things.

Rouge: Sounds good. Let’s go pick ’em out together.

Emma: Okay!

Rouge: What about... this liquor shop? I’ll get some good wine for Gran.

Stall Owner: Welcome! Say, if it isn’t Rouge-chan! Your debt collectors aren’t after you today?

Emma: That question has become a greeting at this point...

Rouge: Ahaha~...

Stall Owner: So, looking for wine? I’ll get you my signature bottle.

Rouge: You’re a lifesaver! While you’re at it, could you maybe give me a little bit of a discount―

Emma: Rouge-san!

Rouge: Next... let’s take a peek at that fresh produce stall. I feel like food means everything to Crow and Itsuki...

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: Woah! Rouge brought back a girl!

Rouge: Hiiya, shopkeep! Got any foods that last a long time?

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: Young lady, you have to believe me. Give up on this guy.

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: I know he might be handsome, but he is riddled with problems. He’ll only make you cry, you understand?

Rouge: Um... Could you not start slandering me immediately after meeting her, please...?

Rouge: Anyway, we haven’t known each other for that long, have we?

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: A few days of watching you is enough to tell you’re a scumbag. If you do anything to hurt a girl this cute―

Emma: It’s okay.

Rouge & Shopkeep: Eh?

Emma: I’m pretty sure I’m, um... very familiar with all the best parts of Rouge-san.

Rouge & Shopkeep: Woahhh....!!

Emma: Ah, but, we’re not dating or anything―

Rouge: Shopkeep! I might be the happiest man in the world right now!

Middle-Aged Shopkeep: Ahh! You better cherish this one, I mean it!

Emma: Please listen to me, you two!

Later...

After leaving the produce shop, we step into a small general store.

Emma: Are you sure you’re okay about the food? The shopkeeper wanted to treat us to it...

Rouge: It’s fine. It would’ve been so lame if I let him treat me after all you said about me.

Rouge: ...But anyway, I’m curious about something.

Emma: What?

Rouge: About those “best parts” of me...

↪ You have a nice voice (Sun +12)

Emma: Hm... I think you have a nice voice, Rouge-san. Emma: Not just when you sing, but your normal voice, too. Listening to you puts me at ease. Rouge: Hehe. You tell me that all the time. Rouge: That makes me happy, really.

↪ You’re a nice person (Moon +12)

Emma: Well, you’re a nice person, Rouge-san. Emma: I think it’s amazing how you can hit it off with anyone you meet. Rouge: That’s nothing to praise me over. Rouge: I just happen to meet all good people.

Rouge: Hmm... But I was hoping for a little different answer.

Emma: Different how?

Rouge: Something like, “Rouge-san, you’re so manly and reliable and super awesome ★”?

Emma: Okay, anyway, let’s go look for presents! We can’t take too long of a break.

Rouge: Hey? That was a pretty aggressive change of subject. Y’know, I love that assertive side of you.

Emma: Aren’t these animal figurines just darling?

Rouge: Oh! I like them~ They kinda remind me of Corocle.

Rouge: Noah would probably like these, huh? Although, he wouldn’t be caught dead accepting a present from me.

Despite saying that, Rouge-san doesn’t pick up a single figurine from the shelf...

Rouge: I’m gonna go check out the alcohol over there.

Emma: (Now that I think about it... We’ve only stopped at liquor and food shops so far.)

Something feels just a little off.

Feeling like some sort of splinter is stuck in my heart, I can’t help but worry.

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